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THE BUS RIDE
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THE BUS RIDE I leaned over and spoke softly in his ear. "I'd like to lick that girls cunt and make her cum all over my toothless old face." "Which one?" the young guy sitting next to me asked, "Do you mean the one in the pink shorts?" "Yeah, I said, catching the smell of beer on his breath that I hadn't noticed before. "Did you see her camel toe when she started coming down the isle toward us?" "What's a camel toe?" he asked. "It's where her shorts rode up into the lips of her cunt looking just like the foot of a camel. It gets my cock hard just remembering how that hot cunt of hers looked as she walked toward us." The beer on the young soldier's breath; the fact that the bus had only about 8 other people on it (and they were up toward the front of the bus), and the fact we were seated together in the back by ourselves, gave me the opportunity to start making my moves. I reached under the stretch band of the loose blue shorts I was wearing, and started stroking my dick, which was already half hard. The young soldier watched my hand moving under the material of my shorts with a smile on his almost beardless face. I popped out the big head of my dick from the loose elastic band of my shorts and said," Damn! I really need to cum. Do you ever get that urge real strong sometimes?" The young guy looked at me in a wide-eyed look of wonder, "Wow, man, you're too much Dude!" As he spoke his eyes were glued on my engorged dick. The WAS young by my standards, but I don't want you to get the idea I pick up . This soldier was in his late twenties and had been married briefly to a woman in South Carolina (he'd told me THAT in Palm Springs when we were waiting for the bus to leave the station). I wasn't going to do anything to him he hadn't had done probably a hundred times before. When he first sat down next to me, he probably already guessed I was going to suck his dick if given half a chance. "Hey, it's Okay, just be cool and we can whip off together." I said. "No one is even noticing us!" I'd been talking porn trash to this young guy all the way from the Springs, where we'd both boarded the bus. We were starting up the grade toward Yucca Valley now. I sensed he was hot for it. His light tan slacks were tented and he was hiding his hard dick from me by turning out toward the isle of the bus. I knew there was only about 40 minutes left in the trip. I needed to make my move even if this punched out my lights. I'm a good reader of people. I reached over his leg that was against mine, and lightly stroked the bulge under the cloth of his slacks, and the jumped and let out a deep breath. "Jesus!" he said. He didn't punch me, so I kept my hand on his dick, and gently turned the nice looking young guy toward me, while I searched for his zipper. He wasn't wearing any underwear, and when I carefully unzipped him, his dick jumped out. Hot damn! I thought, he's circumcised! His meat was over 6 inches. He wasn't wearing any underwear, and the slacks he was wearing were of very light material. He wasn't wearing a belt, so I quickly upbuttoned the top button of his slacks and his whole dick and balls were free. He had a gorgeous straight dick with a large head shaped like a mushroom. It was a piece of man meat similar to my own. His cock was quite thick, and it was hot to my hand as I slowly stroked up and down savoring the buttery smooth skin. A small drop of cum bubbled out of the pee slit on the head and I bobbed by tongue down to it and licked up the drop. The salty flavor of the drop of cum made my mouth began to water. Screw that about jacking him off, I thought, I want that dick down my throat! He wasn't offering any resistance at all, so I dropped to the floor boards and put my mouth over the head of his dick. I'd taken out my false teeth down in Palm Springs, washed them off, and carefully put them in their plastic carrying case; then tucked them in the bag I's stashed in the carrying rack above where we were sitting. Since I'd had all my natural teeth removed about years ago, I'd stumbled by accident on how great it was to suck hot cock with a mouth that was pure nerves, saliva, and heat. -- With no teeth to get in the way. I gently sucked on the head of the soldier's dick, and felt it swell to rock hardness. I tasted a little of his salty cum that was ebbing out the pee slit from his excitement.] MY excitement was giving me the shakes. I fumbled in the pocket of my shorts and drew out a paper towel and wrapped the towel under and around the young guy's cock. Under the balls, so I wouldn't get any dribble on his slacks. He settled back in the seat and slumped down, opening his legs wide so I could work on him real good. If any of the passengers forward of us, or the bus driver had glanced back, I would have been hidden from them. I was on the floor boards between the young guy's legs. There was plenty of room for me to enjoy the blowjob I was giving him. His cock was hot and tasted even better than I'd hoped it would. I breathed in the faint odor of Old Spice, and the slight tang of sweat and pee. I kept my eyes wide open so I could remember exactly how his cock looked as I went all the way down to his balls on it. The light in the bus was dim because of the tinted glass in all the windows, and the fact the driver had turned off the lights during the drive up the grade to Yucca Valley, but I could see everything I was doing. I went down to his balls where he had a lot of golden brown hair, and licked his nut sack, then<b> traveled </font></b>up his cock and took it all the way in my mouth to the back of my throat. My puffed out, excited lips, were pressing aginst his pelvic bone. I closed my lips and throat around his cock... Since I had no teeth, I could bite down on his cock with my gums where my front teeth had been, and give his dick the extra sensation of being in a tight, hot cunt. My mouth became a hot cunt for him. My entire consciousness was in my mouth now. It was all about his beautiful cock sliding in and out, and down my throat. My tongue stretched and moved under his cock, and rocking up and down on his dick, sent ripples of pleasure all through my body. I could feel his meat expand even more, could feel it get slightly larger, and knew he was about to shoot. The feeling in my mouth, tongue and throat was exquisite. My mouth slid up and down on the smooth hot skin of his young dick. Shivers of feeling rippled through my body and into my own cock and groin. I reached for my own dick with my free hand. I could feel the need to spurt my OWN cum mounting. I worked his living meat with my old mouth. My mouth became the center of my being and I was going to suck every drop of cum from him. The reward for my manipulation of him. The reason I'd taken the trip to Palm Springs and back. "Oh yeah, baby, give me your cum, shoot your cum to me baby!" I whispered. I backed off so I could taste his cum. Hot cum shot out over my tongue into my mouth in its creamy, salty delight. One... Two... Three--Four. OH God Yeah. Five! Five hot spurts. At the same time my own orgasm hit me, and I let my cum splash on the floorboards..The young Marine and I both came together. I was moaning in ecstasy as my body racked with my climax. I was shaking, as I got back up in the seat next to the soldier. I unwrapped the paper towel from the Marine's now softening cock, and he slowly zipped back up, and buttoned the top button of his slacks. "Wow!" he said. "How OLD did you say you were?" I lied to him, "Fifty", I said. I was going to be 80 in April, but there was no need to let him know that. A couple of minutes later, the bus stopped in Yucca Valley, and we both got off after retrieving our bags from the overhead compartment. The girl in the Pink Shorts got off too. "I'd still like to suck her cunt," I whispered to the young guy. "You're TOO much, Dude," he said, and we turned away from each other and went our separate ways. We didn't even know each other's names. It was exactly the way I loved to have stranger sex, and the way I've had it many, times during my long life. I found where I'd parked my car, and started the drive home, I relived the feeling and taste of the Marine's cock in my mouth, and my cock got hard again. I pulled off on a dirt trail before reaching my house, and masturbated furiously. The memory was still hot in my mind of the entire bus ride up from Palm Springs to Yucca Valley. In my fantasy, I included the girl in the pink shorts, and had her blow me while I was blowing the soldier. I came again with a racking orgasm, and this time, in my fantasy, my cum wasn't wasted on the floor of a bus, but gratefully swallowed by the girl in pink shorts! "Thank you Spirits!" I said aloud as I started the car up and got back on the highway headed for home. by david stardust Wednesday morning, August 31, 2016   |
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I think the revolution is still going on...it just evolved. Winky Winky  I get filled and sated for awhile and then want it all over again... In the 1960's I thought I would never make it to the year 2000. The truth is I've never been even sick during my life. When my time comes to exit, I hope it will be on the open desert with my dogs running free as they always do with me,,, My life has been a wondrous blessing, and my lifelong sexuality has been a gift that many other people have never known.. For example my youngest sister who just turned 70, has no interest in sex at all. She's told me that her orgasms when she infrequently had them were just little "blips".. M, on the other hand is very much like me.. she goes through periods of ecstasy when she cums... Just sayin' young gifted one..
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It would have been nice to have known you during my wild days in Hollywood before all the gangs and the drugs ruined the wonderful sex. During the 1960's when sex was the "revolution" my beautiful Hispanic wife would have adored you.. Just sayin' little wild fire... Live life to it's fullest! If you're bored, Read Hugs Gypsy
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The come and get it was in response to my cum. Winky Winky And, you did read the post, it was the flirt.  Just sayin' little wild fire...
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I didn't have a chance to read your blog yesterday (Wednesday) beautiful luv.. I had to attend to some business and was gone all day from sunup to dusk... But today I'll be home with my computer all day and will definitely read your blog.. I'm glad you liked my description of pure lust that grips me a lot.. I can't suck dicks on the buses anymore because now they have cameras installed... Jeez! Sex police take so much of the fun out of my harmless life. Luv and kisses, david And, you did read the post, it was the flirt. Live life to it's fullest! If you're bored, Read Hugs Gypsy
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Come and get it...come and get it  Good Morning David, my dear friend. Thank you for the story, I LOVED it! I'm guessing you knew I'd love it, but maybe not. Did you read my post to you? I'm glad you liked my description of pure lust that grips me a lot.. I can't suck dicks on the buses anymore because now they have cameras installed... Jeez! Sex police take so much of the fun out of my harmless life. Luv and kisses, david
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My fantasy would be that I was on that bus in the front, saw what happened and met you on that dirt road .... mmmmmm.
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A part of me that I've never been able to completely control, and finally just gave up trying to, may be the child in me that keeps me young (one of the shrinks I went to years ago, actually told me that.).. At least I've never been so blatantly out of control to get arrested. or come down with some STD. They have cameras in the buses that travel back and forth to Palm Springs now, so a bus ride up and down the mountain is just a bus ride. today.
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Even with all my perversions, you're so accepting of me! Part of me has always been that little boy who never wanted to grow up and learned things that kids shouldn't know... Thank you for your acceptance and warmth of understanding , Chocolate.. I often wonder what's kept me so healthy and happy in my old age.. I know it's goes against all the rules of most cultures to think that my oral proclivity has something to do with it....and yet...I do... Luv, david.
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Come and get it...come and get it Good Morning David, my dear friend. Thank you for the story, I LOVED it! I'm guessing you knew I'd love it, but maybe not. Did you read my post to you? Live life to it's fullest! If you're bored, Read Hugs Gypsy
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My fantasy would be that I was on that bus in the front, saw what happened and met you on that dirt road .... mmmmmm.
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