Bus

Story Script:

NARRATOR: The late-night bus was mostly empty, the rhythmic hum of the engine a private soundtrack. She bit her lip, her hand sliding from his thigh to the hard bulge in his jeans.
ACTOR1: I can't wait until we get home. I need to feel your cock right now.
ACTOR2: Fuck… keep your voice down.
NARRATOR: He groaned, his own hand slipping under her skirt, finding her pussy already wet and eager through her panties.
ACTOR1: They're all asleep. No one's looking. Just touch me.
ACTOR2: You're so fucking wet for me. Your clit is so hard.
ACTOR1: Yes… right there. Don't stop.
NARRATOR: His fingers worked her expertly, a frantic, hidden rhythm. She buried her face in his neck to stifle her moans, her hips bucking against his hand.
ACTOR2: I’m gonna fuck you right here. Lift your hips up.
NARRATOR: She did, and he swiftly pulled her panties aside, guiding his thick cock into her soaking wet cunt with a single, deep thrust.
ACTOR1: Oh god, yes! You feel so good.
NARRATOR: He held her hips, fucking her slowly but deeply in the dark, public space, each thrust a risky, exhilarating secret.
ACTOR2: I’m gonna cum inside you.
ACTOR1: Do it. Fill me up.
NARRATOR: With a low, guttural groan, he emptied himself into her, his body shuddering against hers as the bus rolled on through the night.