The Bus Ride
(Posted on Thursday, October 5, 2000)
This story was submitted anonymously.

I had just recently been discharged from the service and was traveling around the country looking up some old friends. I had decided to visit a friend in Texas, so I boarded a greyhound bus and headed south.

In some small town in Oklahoma, this young lady (I would guess 19-22 years old) got on the bus. She sat a couple of rows in front of me in an aisle seat. She was about 5' 6" tall, had shoulder length strawberry blond hair, and was quite attractive.

I noticed that she was wearing a pretty printed blouse and some tight blue jeans. I especially noticed that she had on a pair of black pumps with about a 2" heel and that it appeared she was wearing stockings.

As we journyed on towards Texas, she started to dangle her shoe from her foot. To my surprise, she had on stockings with a reinforced heel. The sight of her dangling her shoe from her foot was getting me excited.

She continued to dangle her shoe for awhile and then I heard the sound of her shoe falling to the floor. I had to get up and move up so I could sit in the seat across the aisle from her. She had on light tan nylons with both reinforced heel and toe and had beautifully painted red toenails. The sight of her foot gave me a instant hard-on.

As we traveled down the road, she removed her other shoe and placed her feet on the foot rest in front of her. The sight of her feet were driving me nuts. I started to talk with her a while, not trying to let it be obvious that I could not take my eyes off her feet.

I found out her name was Wendy, and she was on her way to Dallas to see her sister. We contined to make small talk until the bus pulled into a rest stop. She put her shoes back on and we went in to get a bite to eat.

I had ordered first and was sitting down in a booth when she walked over and sat down across from me. As we ate and contined to talk, I once again heard the sound of her shoe fall to the floor. Without warning I felt the coolness of a soft nylon covered foot sliding up and down my leg.

She said that she had known all the time that I was admiring her feet. As we sat there, her foot made its way up in between my legs and her nylon covered red toes started to rub the hardness of my cock through my pants. I could feel my cock getting harder and harder, and she contined to rub it with her foot.

Time went by real fast and the bus driver said it was time to go. Here I was with a ragging hard-on and pre-cum stained pants. We boarded the bus again. Wendy and I went to the back of the bus and sat in the big bench seat. She immediately dropped her shoes off and placed her feet on my lap. Boy, were they ever gorgous. I knew I could not contain myself much longer.

We pulled a blanket down from above and I placed it over my lap. I turned sideways in the seat and laid up against the window. She once again started to rub my cock through my pants. I just couldn't stand it any longer. I had to feel her nylon covered feet on by bare cock.

I took it out. She wrapped her toes around the head and started a slow pumping motion. I looked down and about creamed right then and there as I watched her jack me off with her feet. She started to pump faster and faster and looked right at me. She said, "I want you to cum all over my feet and toes."

That was all it took. I could not hold back any longer. I started to cum and kept cumming. It seemed like forever. She kept milking my cock with her feet for everything it was woth. Afterwards, she sat up, took my cock in her hand, and continued to rub it on her nylons and feet until the clumps of cum were gone.

I'll never forget that experience. It was one of the first times that it ever happened with a stranger. I have many more stories in my lifelong quest for footjobs which include both known and unknown girls whom I have met in my life. I will submit more as time goes on.