Work Bus Boobies 2

The two men from the front walked down the aisle and stopped beside the seat.

“You think you can enjoy her without us?” one of them said.

Emily’s breasts were still in the first man’s hands. He didn’t let go. She tried to push herself off his lap, but his arm locked around her waist and held her down.

“Stay.”

He looked up at the newcomers. “Mind your fucking business, old hags.”

“Old hags? We’re in our thirties,” one answered.

“She doesn’t want to be fucked by you. She’s busy.”

“Don’t speak for her,” the other snapped.

The first of the two leaned closer. “What do you say, baby? Should we join?”

Emily’s voice came out loud and unsteady. “I don’t care… as long as someone is fucking me.”

She was already too far gone. Heat throbbed between her legs and every bump of the bus only made it worse. She shoved the two men into place, one on each side of the seat. At the same time she lifted her hips just enough for the man beneath her to work his belt open. He freed his cock and held it steady.

“Oh, someone’s in a hurry,” he murmured against her ear.

One of the men beside her stared. “Damn, she’s crazy.”

Emily lowered herself. The thick head pushed past her wet entrance and sank deeper with each small drop of her weight. A low sound escaped her throat as she took him fully.

Both men reached for her at once. Each hand closed over one bare breast, fingers sinking into the soft flesh.  

“Damn, it’s so soft,” one of them said under his breath. “Fastest way my wish came true.”

The man under her started to move, slow at first, rolling his hips upward while she stayed seated on him. The other two kept their hands on her breasts, thumbs brushing over her nipples, squeezing and lifting the weight of them in time with every thrust. Emily’s head tipped back. She gripped the seat in front of her for balance as the bus swayed and the three of them found a rough rhythm together.

The two men on either side kept their mouths on her breasts, tongues working over her nipples while she stayed seated on the man beneath her. His cock drove up into her in steady thrusts. Every movement sent another wave of heat through her body. She felt full and stretched in the best way, the pleasure building until her thighs trembled around him.

She wanted more. The friction, the wet pull of their mouths, the thick length filling her...all of it pushed her higher. Soft sounds kept slipping past her lips no matter how hard she tried to stay quiet.

Then the man under her spoke against her shoulder. “I want to fuck you better.”

He lifted her off him. Her breasts left the other men’s mouths with a soft wet sound. Before she could catch her breath he turned her around and bent her forward over the back of the seat. His hands gripped her hips and yanked her back onto his cock in one rough motion.

The new angle hit deeper. Emily’s fingers tightened on the seat as he started thrusting hard from behind. The force of it made her breasts swing with every impact. She pushed back to meet him, chasing the thicker stretch and the sharp sparks that shot through her each time he bottomed out.

The other two men moved in again, hands and mouths finding her swinging breasts, sucking and squeezing while she took the hard fucking. The mix of sensations left her shaking. She needed it faster, deeper, anything that would keep the pressure climbing.

One of the men straightened up and shoved his trousers down. His cock sprang free, already hard.

“Oh come on, man. You can’t enjoy her alone.” He stepped in front of Emily and tapped the head against her lips. “Let me have that mouth.”

She opened for him with a small smile. He pushed in and started thrusting, sliding over her tongue in short, steady strokes.

The man behind her was still buried deep when the third one grabbed his shoulder and shoved him aside.

“You had your turn. It’s mine now.”

He lined up and drove into her in one rough thrust. The force rocked her forward onto the cock in her mouth. The displaced man stood to the side and stroked himself while he watched.

Emily’s body tightened around the new length inside her. The dual sensation...cock filling her from behind, another stretching her lips...pushed her over the edge. She came hard, a muffled hum vibrating around the shaft in her mouth. Her eyes fluttered and her walls clenched in quick pulses.

“Damn. Best day of my life,” one of them muttered as they kept moving.

The man fucking her mouth groaned. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum...”

“Me too,” said the one stroking himself.

“Shit, me three,” the man inside her answered.