Doing It On The Bus

One hot night in the spring of my sophomore year I was sitting with my roommate Cheska by ourselves in the back of one of the big old tour buses our school owned while we were coming back from a field trip to D.C. It was late, like one am and we were driving thru rural Connecticut and the seats were thick and plush and padded and it felt so comfortable. I felt like I was laying back in my own bed while me and Cheska giggled and whispered back and forth telling stories about guys and makeout sessions while the rest of the people in our class dozed around us.

Turned out I had been a good girl on our trip but Cheska hadn’t. She had messed around with a Spanish diplobrat during a few stolen moments at a garden party in Georgetown and she couldn’t wait to tell me all about it. They had gone to third base and would’ve gone as far as oral except he came all over her hand while she was stroking his dick getting him ready for her mouth. But he was a gentleman about it and took care of her too, his hand sliding under her panties to caress her soaking wet pussy, his finger teasing her hard little clit to a hot wet orgasm, strong enough she would’ve fallen over if she hadn’t been leaning against a lamp post.

After she finished telling me the story Cheska shuddered and squeezed her legs together. “God I could use a rub! How long till we get back to school?”

This openness was not unusual for us. We’d been roommates since freshman year, so of course we’d caught each other masturbating once or twice, but we never really acknowledged it except for occasional offhand remarks like this one. But as she said it I felt a devilish idea pop into my head.

“About an hour and a half, I think. But maybe you don’t have to wait...”

She raised an inquiring eyebrow.

“Do it right here!” I said excitedly in a low whisper. “They’re all asleep and they can’t see us back here anyway. I’ll even do it with you to keep you company. I’m pretty horny too.”

“I’m not getting naked on a bus!” Cheska protested indignantly.

“You don’t have to,” I explained. “Just slip your hand down your shorts and do it like that. I know you’ve done it that way before...”

She thought about it, then nodded. “Deal. I am pretty horny, shouldn’t take more than five or ten minutes to finish.”

“Me either,” I agreed, then we fell silent as we both undid our shorts, slipped our hands inside and started rubbing our wet little pussies.

It wasn’t the best masturbation session I ever had, but it definitely wasn’t the worst either. I didn’t have enough room to finger myself, so I settled for two fingers in a light teasing rubbing motion on my clit one on either side. I was already pretty wet from story time, so I had plenty of lubrication. For a long time our world was completely silent except for the occasional rustle of the seat as we shifted position to rub ourselves more efficiently.

It took longer than I thought, I guess cause we were both nervous about getting caught. Finally, still rubbing furiously under her shorts, Cheska leaned over to whisper in my ear. “If I grab your leg don’t freak out. I like to imagine a guy’s doing it to me and I like to feel him when I cum.”

“Sure,” I whispered reassuringly. Seconds later, she gasped, her whole body shuddered really hard and her hand slid under my shorts to squeeze my bare thigh in a viselike grip as she finally came.

I was really close, so I just kept rubbing myself frantically as her grip changed to a soft caress. Her fingers reached over to stroke me thru my panties and even though she wasn’t actually touching my pussy I knew she could tell how soaked my panties were. At that moment, my body stiffened and I came too, a little quieter and more ladylike than Cheska but defo still really hard.

We sat there for a minute and caught our breath, then one at a time we both went to the restroom in the back to change (I knew from previous convos that neither of us liked how clammy our panties felt after we cummed in them). Everyone seemed to still be asleep, but the guy in the seat behind us had a boner the size of a tent spike only half concealed by his hand resting in his lap. Could’ve been a coincidence though.

“You’re cute when you cum,” Cheska said with a wink after I got back from the bathroom. Then she closed her eyes and we both went to sleep till we got back to school.