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By F11Tiger (F11Tiger@hotmail.com)

I first saw her on the bus. I was heading home from my job at the bookstore-coffee house, tired as always from hauling heavy boxes of books from the back room to the display areas in front -and fixing hundreds of lattes for Yuppies on their lunch breaks.
We were about five stops from my part of town and I was slumping in my usual seat, third from the back, left side, when she got on. She had short blonde hair and was wearing a short white dress. She carried a purse and a newspaper.
The only seat open was directly across from mine. She sat down and riffled open her newspaper. As she sat, the hem of her skirt rode up her tan thighs. I couldn't help but notice that as she shifted to make herself more comfortable, her skirt rose higher exposing a flash of white shiny fabric. I had my eyes half closed and she had her head buried in the day's events so she wasn't aware of my gaze.
At the next stop, a number of passengers boarded and disembarked. As they passed between us, we both had to move our legs out of the way. I remained half supine keeping my focus on the lovely stranger across from me.
Each time a person edged past her, she spread her knees a bit to give them room to get by. Each time her knees parted, I was afforded another glimpse of silken panty. As I shifted out of the way, I attempted to hide my growing erection.
Finally we reached my stop. As I gathered up my backpack and light jacket, I noticed the blonde folding her paper and preparing to get off the bus as well. I couldn't believe my luck. I had been trying to think of a way to talk to her without seeming to be a pick up artist.
As the bus slowed, I stood up. I've taken this ride hundreds of times, so it was no problem faking a stumble. My timing was perfect. I leaned to the right and let the lurch caused by the busses air brakes push me into her as she stood up.
The bus stopped and I apologized.
She sort of laughed and made a comment about the hazards of inner city commuting.I told her the least I could do was buy her a cup of coffee at the diner right across the street and she said sure.
We waited for the bus to pass and hurried across the street. We entered the diner and at nearly the same time commented on how good the food smelled and that we were hungry. We decided to take a booth and order a sandwich to go with the coffee. Dutch treat on the sandwich she insisted.
Our order came and as we ate we talked. I learned that her name was Amy and she had just recently moved to the city from a nearby small town. She had attended a community college there, majoring in theatre with a minor in business.
She was currently using her skills as the box office manager slash assistant promotions director at a small semi professional theatre around the block from the store were I was assistant manager.
Since I was from a small town too we talked about growing up for awhile then the conversation sort of petered out. I had been a straight theatre major in college and had been in a production at the playhouse were she worked about a year before she started there. It was a revival of Godspell and I had played Judas to decent reviews.
She seemed interested and accepted my offer to take a look at the program I kept in my scrape book. While we had been eating and talking, I had continued to check her out. I knew her legs were great but sitting across from her, I had a chance to check out the rest of her.
Her face was lovely. Even features and full lips framed by a well-cut head of short blonde hair. Her neck tapered to strong yet feminine shoulders and she had beautiful breasts. They looked to be just over a handful and jiggled slightly when she laughed.
I felt my penis begin to stir again as I imagined her naked. I was trying to be subtle in my evaluation but I'm pretty sure she was aware of my attentions. I was aware of hers as well.
I'm just over six feet tall and weigh just over two hundred pounds. I don't work out but hauling books and bags of coffee beans has kept me relatively fit. I was wearing a T-shirt and jeans and had a mustache under blue eyes framed by light metal wire rims. I don't consider myself Tom Cruise handsome but I don't think I'm Pauley Shore ugly either.
We paid our checks and walked into the warm evening air. The sun had set while we ate and talked, leaving just streetlights to mark our way to my flat. We bumped lightly together as we talked and laughed. I felt like I'd known her for years not just a couple of hours.
We reached the foyer of my building and I reached into my pocket for my keys. I fitted the front door key into the lock and as I began to turn it I felt her hand on mine. I looked into her eyes and slowly leaned into her lips. We kissed slowly, our bodies coming together in the doorway.
With one hand I continued to turn the key, with the other I caressed her cheek and the back of her neck. The door flew open and Amy and I practically fell through into the hallway. We broke our kiss giggling and shushing each other. I lead her up the stairs. Her hands on my back pockets occasionally giving my ass a squeeze.
My hard on was back and I didn't care now whether she knew it or not.
At my apartment door, we repeated the scene from the foyer. I kissed her as I groped for the lock, my hands now roaming the front of her white dress. I could feel her nipples grow erect and she let out a moan as I pinched one then the other. Her hands were also busy, checking out my now raging erection.
My door opened and still locked in a kiss we fell inside. I landed on my back Amy on top of me. I kicked the door shut and pulled her dress over her ass finally feeling the silken drawers that had started all this on the bus. I kneaded and probed like a baker with bread dough.
Her hands continued to explore the front of my jeans, the snap popping like corn over a hot fire. I gasped as her sweat slicked hand touched my bare skin.
My fingers pulled her panties aside as our tongues worked their way deeper into each other's mouths. I felt her warmth as my fingers explored her tangled pubes. Her hips ground into my hand as I found her throbbing clit. She buried her head in my shoulder and moaned as I rubbed gently. Then without warning she pulled away.
"Not here on the floor." she gasped. Her hand freeing itself from my underwear. Now it was my turn to groan. Amy smiled down at me and gave me a light kiss on the corner of my mouth.
"Let's go somewhere more comfortable."
She stood up and grinned down at me. My pants were open and my cock stuck out of the fly of my jockeys like a ship's mast. Her smile widened as she leaned down to help me up. Her hand grasped my cock and she gently tugged as I stood. She continued to tug as she headed toward my open bedroom door.
Amy let go as we crossed the threshold. She reached down and pulled her dress up over her head. Her panties were bunched up into the crack of her ass from my previous explorations and her bra was askew over her breasts. The left one peeked out over the top while the right jutted out from below. She reached behind herself and undid the clasps freeing her breasts. They bounced slightly as she headed for the bathroom.
"I'll just be a second." She said and the door shut softly behind her.
The door closed and quickly I striped down to my shorts. I pulled the covers back off my bed and jumped on it waiting for her to reappear. I heard the toilet flush and water running then the door opened.
She stepped out into the dim room back lit by the bathroom light. She was completely naked. Her blonde bush practically glowed as she moved toward me.
She crawled onto the bed, her eyes on the tent in my jockeys. I gasped again as she reached me. Her lips brushed my thighs and her hands reached for the elastic band. I arch my back slightly as she drew them past my bulging member. My dick sprang free slapping against my belly then standing up proudly. She licked her lips as her fingers surrounded me.
I closed my eyes and her lips and tongue went to work. All I could feel was ecstasy as she expertly sucked and licked my glans and balls. My breathing became ragged and I began to hump gently into her mouth. Her hand grasped the base of my penis and began to slowly pump in rhythm with her oral caress. I groaned and tried to warn her that I was about to come but she sucked harder and her hand flew over my cock.
In seconds, I felt myself empty into her convulsing throat. My eyes squeezed shut and I arched my back as every muscle contracted.
Amy crawled up beside me her hand still gently squeezing my softening prick. I opened my eyes and looked into her laughing baby blues.
"That wasn't fair." I murmured.
She grinned and kissed me. Her hand still caressing. I kissed her back my lips moving over her checks and nibbling at her ears.
"Roll over." I whispered.
She turned over on her stomach and I began to massage her neck and shoulders.
She groaned softly as I kneaded her soft muscles. I caressed her back for a few minutes then stroked down to her buttocks. My fingers gently squeezing and teasing.
Every few strokes, my hand slipped between her legs feeling the wetness there. Every time I brushed her clit, she would shiver. I teased her this way another few minutes then worked my way down her leg. I felt her relax completely.
After a few more minutes I asked her to turn over again. I began to massage my way back up Amy's body. I rubbed her calves and thighs. I skipped lightly over her vulva, again just teasing her protruding clit. As I moved up her body, I blew gently on her skin.
My mouth met hers again in a long soft kiss. I felt her hand wrap around my rejuvenated hard on and she pulled me toward her soft mound rubbing the tip against herself.
This time it was my turn to stop her. I gently pulled away and began kissing my way down her body. This time, I lingered on her breasts, swirling my tongue around her diamond hard nipples. I licked and sucked my way down her belly resting my chin on her soft pubic hairs as I gave attention to her belly button.
Amy's knees fell open as I wiggled my way down. I smelled the musky, slightly salty scent of her, as my tongue and lips finally reached her most intimate region. She gasped and let out a low moan as I laved her from bottom to top, my tongue darting across her sensitive bud.
I pointed the tip and dove into her vagina, my nose and upper lip trapping her clitoris. Her hips began to bounce on the soft mattress as I felt her inner muscles begin to twitch. As her orgasm overtook her, I battered her clit. Her belly clenched and her thighs locked around my head. She cried out and her head rocked back and forth.
I slowed my licking as her hand gently pulled my head away from her tender flesh. I again kissed my way up her body and our lips locked in a soul kiss. Her hand found it's way to my now straining hard on.
I fumbled in the side drawer for a condom. She took it from me sat up and smiled. She opened the package, and pushed me onto my back. Gently she rolled the rubber onto me then straddled my thighs. She reached down and placed the tip of my penis into her vagina.
We sighed in unison as she sank onto me. I felt the quiver of her recent orgasm as she leaned down to kiss me yet again. Neither of us moved. We tasted each other and reveled in the sensation of being connected in the most intimate possible way.
Then as instinct took over we began to thrust into each other. The tension began to grow and our movements became faster. Amy's lips locked onto mine. My arms wrapped tightly around her my hand caressing her ass. I began to drive upward and could feel my pubic bone grinding into hers.
She sobbed once then let out a semi scream and the muscles of her cunt clamped onto my cock as she began to cum again. I couldn't hold back. My cock erupted filling the condom I pulled her to me, burying my head in her sweaty hair. My moan filled the room and suddenly I lost all voluntary control. The only thing I could feel was the pulsing in my penis and the convulsion of her channel as we came together. I'd never believed in the fireworks, train tunnel rocket theory of orgasm until that moment. I saw it all and then some.

Amy was limp in my arms and I was limp under her. We must have slept because the next thing I remember was the sound of the alarm and sunhine streaming through the window over my bed. Amy was still in my arms. It wasn't a dream. I smiled to myself, shut off the alarm and pulled the covers over our heads for a few more minutes of much needed sleep.