A Story for Rita

Part III Rita’s downtown bus ride ended where it had begun an hour earlier – a stop in the bohemian, far west end of Main Street, a couple of blocks from the toney restaurant where she had lunch planned with her close friend, Teresa, whose sexless marriage had left her with a starved libido. “Wait until Teresa hears about the businessman on the bus back there,” Rita thought with a smile as she strolled along the sidewalk, still a bit dizzy from cumming so hard in the stranger’s face as he tongued and sucked her clit. She still could taste the loads of semen he had pumped into her throat while she had ravaged his dick. Her pussy was still screaming for more. Memories of the serendipitous encounter swarmed through her thoughts with recollections of uninhibited sex in the back seat and floorboard as the half-full bus had growled and hissed along Main. She wanted to stop, lean against a sidestreet parking meter, pull up her short skirt and masturbate then and there, but she knew that was out of the question even if she was in the wild West End, and there was quite a bit of pedestrian traffic. Next best thing? Exhibitionism? Maybe unbutton a couple more buttons on her blouse? Let strangers admire her tits and react with boners? She wasn’t wearing a bra. Really didn’t need to, which was a plus to being blessed with small but beautiful tits.  So, as she walked along, Rita unbuttoned first one, then two buttons. Pedestrians passed her in a lunchtime rush and didn't seem to notice. Go for three buttons? Why not? This was her first visit to the West End, but she knew it was known as a free-thinking, sexually charged part of town and no one knew her. She unbuttoned three, allowing a breeze to slightly blow her blouse open. Rita slid her hand inside, caressing her tits. Nasty girl, dirty girl, slutty girl, she thought as the thrill of dangerous public sex burned within her. She turned a corner and noticed a colorful storefront across the street that proclaimed with wildly designed neon letters, “Aphrodite’s Adult Emporium.” Wow, she thought, gotta remember that place. Could be fun. The restaurant was next door, and as she entered, a young greeter welcomed her, smiling with appreciation at Rita’s loose, unbuttoned blouse. “Hi!” she said. “Welcome to Nan’s. Are you meeting someone for lunch?” “Yes,” Rita said. “My friend, Teresa. I’m Rita.” “Right,” the greeter said. “She told me you’d be coming. I’ll take you to her.” Teresa had found a corner booth toward the back. She waved as Rita approached. “Hey, girlfriend. You made it! Wow, I love your blouse! How naughty.” The greeter laughed as she left menus. "Get crazy, girls," she said as a waitress brought waters. "Just wave when you're ready to order. Enjoy the vibe," she said with a wink. “More than naughty today,” Rita said as she sat down, smiling suggestively and fanning her face. “I’ll tell you about it, but I see the ladies room and I really need to freshen up. Be back in a sec.” In the ladies room, Rita opened her purse and pulled out the businessman’s silk handkerchiefs smeared with his cum and her pussy juices. She rinsed them in warm, soapy water then quickly bathed her soaked pussy, triggering an orgasmic jolt. After another rinse and wringing the handkerchiefs as dry as possible, she placed them back in her purse and rejoined Teresa. “So what happened?” Teresa asked, smiling broadly. “I want to hear everything.” Rita began her story from the time she’d arrived early to take a ride just for fun on the new Metro buses, then she transitioned to the encounter with a tall, handsome, well-dressed businessman who had sat down beside her on the back seat. His ring indicated he was married, but there was instant chemistry between them, and as they rode along and chatted, she had gradually inched up her skirt then turned toward him, opened her legs and flashed her thong. As she detailed her steamy experience, Teresa’s eyes grew wide and she began to caress her tits. Rita laughed. “Teresa,” she said, “we’re in Bohemia. Why don’t you go ahead and unbutton? Get dangerous, girl. Hell, get naked if you want to.” Teresa usually was not as adventurous as Rita, which was an old frustration for her. But she had grown intensely horny as she listened to Rita's story. "Oh, fuck it," she said, glancing around the restaurant and deciding that she and Rita were seated discretely. She unbuttoned most of the buttons on her blouse then stopped. “I’ll be back,” she said. “Gotta run to the ladies room.” A few minutes later, Teresa returned, smiling. She had removed her bra and her panties, she said, and stuffed them into her purse. “Your story got too hot,” she said as she opened her unbuttoned blouse slightly and slipped her hand inside to massage her tits and nipples. “So what happened next?” "I gave him an eyeful of my thong, and he told me he likes nasty girls," Rita said. "Then he reached between my legs and started feeling of my pussy. Oh my god, I couldn't believe it was happening. I was dripping wet. Then he took off his coat, slid down onto the floorboard, grabbed my legs and pulled my pussy right into his face. I've never had my pussy eaten like that. He was savage. His tongue was everywhere, all over my pussy. His breath was really hot, and he sucked my clit then tongued me to orgasm. It was all I could do not to scream. "Then I pulled him back up on the seat. I slid down on the floorboard, unzipped his pants, and out came his big, fantastic dick. Boing! It was hard as a rock. I jacked him nice and slow then gave him a heluva blowjob, and he exploded so hard I nearly gagged on cum, but I swallowed every bit of it. He fell back against the seat and laughed. He reached for his coat and pulled out handkerchiefs for me to clean up with. I kept them. I'll show them to you. He cleaned his face with screenwipes he had in his laptop case. It was hilarious. Then he had to get off the bus, and I rode back to the west stop. I'm still in a daze. I have no idea who he is, and he doesn't know anything about me." "He didn't suck your tits?" Teresa asked as she pulled up her skirt and fingered her pussy. "No," Rita said. "It was all pussy and dick, but I would've let him." "Oh my god," Teresa said. "Oh my god. This is crazy. You are insane. Let's get drinks." She called to the waitress for a pitcher of beer and two salads. “Hey,” Rita said. “Have you ever been to that place next door – Aphrodite’s?” “Haven’t had the courage,” Teresa said. “But I’ll go if you’ll go. I'm plenty horny enough to check it out. But we're practically naked. What if we get fucked?” Part IV: Making friends in an adult cinema.