It seldom happens when an unfamiliar attractive girl turns out to be your companion on a trip. But on that warm summer evening, fate decided otherwise. When I, with a small travel bag, stepped inside the bus from Tallinn, with an intermediate stop in Riga, I was met only by a few sleepy passengers and the bus driver. When I got to the end of the bus, to the place indicated on the ticket, I was pleasantly surprised to see my fellow traveler on the window seat. She quickly looked at me assessingly, and turned to the window.

Placing the bag and removing the jacket, I flopped down on the seat next to her. Now I do not know why I did just that at that moment, because there were only fifteen people on the bus, and accordingly there were more than enough free seats. My neighbor turned out to be a miniature girl with brown hair, going down a little below her shoulders, in a spacious summer skirt of a dark color, with a blonde blouse covering her neat breasts. With the girl figure everything was fine and her skinny knees, which the skirt did not reach, looked especially cute. She seemed to be about 19-20 years old. Soon the bus departed from the station, typing speed rolled out of the city streets of evening Riga, rushed to the destination on an unlit suburban highway. Inna, as it turned out, was sitting with her eyes closed, sitting comfortably in a chair.

In the meantime, inhaling the aroma of her perfume, I secretly watched her. I liked her features, the correct straight nose and slightly plump lips. In a word - a very cute girl. Soon we crossed the border, and the passengers got ready for bed. Somewhere in the cabin someone's temple slipped, and the bus flew among the fields, occasionally lit by the headlights of oncoming cars. Inna also slept, occasionally waking up, on uneven roads. I had no sleep. The aroma of her perfume, the warmth of her body, the fleeting touches through the clothes of her hands or feet, caused various fantasies in my head. So I ran for an hour, until the dream did its job, and she curled up on the seat, fell asleep, putting her ass on my leg. It was just unbearable. Excited member did not fit in pants. Imperceptibly raising the edge of her skirt, I turned on the backlight of the mobile phone, saw her elastic ass and dark-colored panties, securely covering her, so desired, flower.

Depicting that I was already sleeping, I “inadvertently” laid my right hand on her thigh. So we drove for a while, I slowly ran my hand over her thigh, feeling the warmth of her body. On one and the turns, I quietly move my hand so that she was already under her skirt. Sleepy girl, riding in her realm of sleep, and I got to her panties. And then she woke up. I was not ready for this turn of events, but she just threw off my hand, and throwing the seat back as far as possible, fell asleep again (or pretended). Now she sprawled in her chair, her head bent over my shoulder.After waiting for a pause, I released my swollen cock, and covered my top with a jacket. I tried again, and this time, after a couple of minutes, my fingers again touched her panties.

She was still sitting in the same position, except for the fact that now her legs were slightly apart. And I went all-in. The back of the index finger, I spent on her lips, through the panties. Then again. Then stronger. Finally, pushing the gum panty, my hand rested on her pussy. There was no reaction from her side, and my index finger, with gentle strokes, began to sink between her wet lips. The special delight was added by the fact that in these panties there was an absolutely smoothly shaved pussy with neat tiny little lips. The index and middle fingers were already halfway deep in it, and with my thumb, I stroked the top of the lips and the clitoris. She was still pretending to be asleep, but her breathing became more frequent, the smile on her face, and the fact that she spread her legs wider apart, completely betrayed her. Her pussy poured juice every minute more and more, but my fingers explored and covered every millimeter of her excited pussy with caress. What a heady smell she radiated. By adding a bit of rhythm, I made her cum, with a little cry. I felt a pleasant shudder sweep through her body in several waves. Lifting her head, she kissed me on the lips. Then another kiss followed. With her left hand, she ran her foot in the direction of the lightning, and came across an excited member.

- What audacity! - With a smile she said.
Wrapping his fingers, she began to caress him with smooth movements. And then, quite unexpectedly for me, she lowered her head, and clasping it with her lips began to caress her tongue. It was just divine !!! She understood a good blowjob. My fingers continued to caress her pussy, and she continued to rhythmically sit down with her lovely mouth on my over-excited cock. I held her head with my left hand, I liked to nudge her, feeling the dick reach the throat. A pleasant pre-orgasmic wave swept through her body, sensing that, she only tightened her grip on her dick and didn’t let go until the last trickle of sperm flew into her. After releasing the penis from her mouth, and after swallowing the whole portion, she took out a bottle of juice and took a few sips. A few minutes later I brought her to orgasm again, and finally with her free hand, penetrating under her blouse, clasped her elastic breasts, with swollen nipples. Recovering, we met. I learned that she was a second year student, that she had a boyfriend and they would soon marry, and she was traveling from her friends.

I invited her to sit on my lap, which she did after some thought and after removing the panties. I can not say that you can have sex in a sleeping bus qualitatively, due to limited movement, but it was very nice to feel her impaled on the penis, and clasping her hands on her ass, pushing her pussy even wider, in small movements to move in it. It was a pity that all this is happening on the bus, and not on the big bed in some room of a cozy hotel. And yet I finished, barely having time to get out of it. She moved to her seat, not wearing panties, and we devoted the rest of the morning road to chatter on various topics, sometimes I stroked her lips (sometimes before orgasm), and she stroked my testicles and penis, safely covered from others' eyes with a sweater. When it began to get light and the passengers began to wake up, we put ourselves in order, and I think none of them guessed what passions were in full swing at our places at number 33 and 34. We exchanged phone numbers, hoping to repeat everything, but we never again see each other She got off the bus to meet her young man, who was waiting for her with a bouquet of white roses, and hung in a kiss on his neck. And it seemed to me that it was so cute and sincere, if you do not know how several hours before that between the same lips an excited member of another man moved, filling his mouth with a beautiful woman and future wife.
Good dear Inna!