Watching Nicki Wanking on a Public Bus

I was on a bus with my American friend Nicki. We were in Sydney, Australia which we were visiting together for work. I was pretty sure that she fancied me, but I had not made any advances to find out as we had to work together and you have to be careful these days. We had become better acquainted on this trip and I noticed that she was introducing sex into our conversations more and more. I thought she was attractive if not conventionally pretty. I certainly fancied her.

She was telling me about a conversation she had with some women friends. They were saying how they had no interest in seeing men’s cocks, and that while they enjoyed sex, they didn’t like to give blowjobs. Nicki disagreed. She told me that she had said to her friends how much she adored men’s cocks, how much she enjoyed bringing men to a climax using her mouth and that she liked nothing better than to stroke a man’s cock while she sucked on it until his semen spurted out into her mouth.

I knew that Americans were supposed to be less reserved than us Brits, but I was surprised that she was so open about her sexualpreferences. I concluded that she was coming on to me.

She then boasted that she was ‘the best’ at giving head. She explained that when she was a student, she had an affair with a lecturer who taught her how to suck his dick. As a keen student she practised until she became expert. She said her secret was to use her fingers as well as her mouth and to make sure her teeth didn’t come into contact with his cock.

I nodded in agreement, already imagining her mouth around my stiff shaft. I felt some twitches in my groin as my cock reacted to the images in my head.

Then she told me, with a twinkle in her eye, that she could make herself cum without any fingers or toys. At first, I didn’t believe her, but she promised to prove how she did it - right now.

‘What now? We’re on a public bus.’

‘Yes, why not? No-one will notice. It will be dark soon.'

She then proceeded to kick off one of her shoes and pulled one leg onto the seat she was sitting on and gathered her skirt over her leg. She then pressed the heel of her foot under her cunt and pushed down onto it, rocking back and forth very slowly, so you would hardly notice. I could see that she was rolling her pelvis back and forth onto her heel, slowly but deliberately.

She looked me in the eyes as and whispered, ‘You know what I am doing don’t you? I am pressing my clit against my heel, and my cunt is getting wetter and wetter. I am thinking about your tongue licking my wet vulva, then your cock entering me and filling me.’

Although the movements she was making were slow, I could tell that her breathing was changing, her face was getting more flushed, her eyes were less focused. Naturally my cock was responding to what I was seeing, getting harder and pressing against my trousers. The vibrations of the bus against the road added some more interesting sensations through my groin.

The evening was drawing in and the bus was getting darker. Passengers were leaving the bus at each stop. A few were still on board as we headed for the last stop on the route.

‘Get it out,’ she whispered. ‘I want to see it. Your cock. Show me.’

I looked around nervously, but something urged me to take a risk. I wanted Nicki to cum and I wanted her to hold my cock. I unzipped my jeans and eased my erect cock out. I hoped in the darkness between the seats of the bus, no-one else was going to see.

As soon as it was free, Nicki reached to hold my cock while still pivoting her crotch against her heel, perhaps with a little more urgency now, but mostly keeping a slow steady rhythm. She squeezed my cock each time she rocked forward, pressing herself against her foot and gazing straight into my eyes.

I felt her hand squeeze me harder, she stopped moving her hips and by the lights of the streetlamps I saw her shudder and then a stronger spasm passed through her. For a second or two she seemed out of reach, but then, as if waking from a dream, a broad smile crossed her face, and she said, ‘I told you I could do it. I am so wet. Here feel it.’

She grabbed my hand pulled it under her skirt and pressed it against her panties. They were certainly wet. I can still remember the creamy dampness on her thighs and the sodden cotton of her underwear. But also, as she opened her legs wider, I could feel the cleft of her cunt still oozing from her enjoyment.

She shifted to stretch out her leg that had been underneath her and I saw that her heel was glistening with the moisture that oozed out of her cunt. I had a sudden desire to lick it clean, but then I heard her say, pointing at my cock, ‘Better put Percy away. I will return to see that he is well-attended to later this evening.’

I’d never heard my prick called ‘Percy’ before, but I rather liked it and I was certainly looking forward to the treatment that Nicki was promising to give to Percy later. She did not disappoint me (or Percy) and I wouldn’t dispute her claim to be the best at giving head.

It was the start of our sexual relationship which would flower while we both so far from home. And there were still two weeks to go before we returned. A lot can happen in two weeks. I was to learn more about Nicki’s addiction to sexy exhibitionist behaviour as our trip progressed and maybe I will tell you about her obsession with masturbation and her love of embarrassing everyone…..well, everyone except herself.