You can almost feel his eyes burning a hole in the crotch of your thong, and excited by his gaze, part your knees even wider until the short skirt is tight around your thighs and refuses to let you spread them any more. From the look on his face though he is definitely getting a very clear view now.
Leaning over the seat behind you, Lucy struggles to suppress a giggle as she watches you give a little show to this complete stranger on the top deck of the number 63 bus, and moving her mouth close to your ear whispers that “you are just a tease.”
“Ooooooo, do you think I’m teasing you then?” you purr across the aisle to your admirer. “Maybe I should show you that I’m not a tease then” you added before he can muster any reply.
With that you slide one hand downwards, caressing your own leg as it travels across the skirt stretched over parted thighs. Reaching a bare knee, your hand stops its progress, and begins to slide it slowly back upwards, but this time, rather than move over the skirt, eases under it.
As you trail your fingers up your own thigh, the guy just sits and watches, staring intently and unblinking, not believing his luck tonight. He watches as your fingers pass over the red material of your small thong, and as he looks closely, he can see a small patch of moisture seeping through it.
Your fingers wander over your hidden pussy, barely letting the fingertips touch, and then they pass over to the opposite thigh, caressing that up and down also. When you had started this tease, you had no intention of really doing anything, but now, sitting here opposite this unknown guy, you’re feeling too damn horny to stop just yet.
Letting shaking fingers trail back over the thong, this time you ease them softly against the red material, feeling its dampness spreading slowly across the lace that you love so much.
Just that slight touch is enough to cause you to lean your head back and with parted lips let a small moan. Behind you Lucy is whispering into your ear, “you’re a naughty tease, you still haven’t shown him anything really.”
Urged on by your friend, your fingers return onto the dampening lace, pressing into it just enough that you know this will outline the lips of the smooth pussy beneath it perfectly for this voyeur. This time though the fingers continue their work, and as they press, you allow your thumb to push to one side and as the guy watches, ease the crotch aside, giving him a full view of a now soaking wet pussy.
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