Mr. Crazy on the Bus

After Uncle Mike had been at it for a while and saw how I was reacting, he decided to push things even further.

He actually unzipped his fly and pulled out something unbelievably huge. He shoved himself right up against me, his finger hooking into the side of my thong to yank the fabric aside.

Panic surged through me. That tiny scrap of fabric was the only thing left between us. If he pulled it aside, his searing heat would be pressed directly against my bare skin!

We were on a packed bus! How could he be this bold?

I scrambled to grab his hand, desperate to keep my thong in place. At the same time, I squeezed my legs together as hard as I could, refusing to let him in even an inch.

Uncle Mike leaned in close, his hot breath tickling my ear as he whispered, "Stop clenching. Let me in."

As he spoke, he pushed harder and harder, forcing his way against me bit by bit. If I didn't stop him now, there would be no going back.

I couldn't hold it in anymore. With my face burning a deep crimson, I turned my head and whispered,"Uncle Mike, stop. It's me."

To my surprise, when Uncle Mike finally got a good look at my face, he didn't recoil. If anything, he looked even more turned on.

"Oh, it's Chloe! What a coincidence, running into you here," he chuckled.

Without missing a beat, he reached down, pried my thighs apart, and continued to thrust against me.

Tears welled up in my eyes as panic took over, and I fought him off with everything I had. "Uncle Mike, we're basically family! You can't do this!"

But he just laughed. "What are you scared of? You're not going to report me, are you? After all, I'm your favourite uncle."

He leaned in closer. "If you were some stranger, I might've held back. But since we're close, I might as well keep the good stuff for myself."

I couldn't even find the words to argue. All I could manage was a weak plea. "We're on a bus! Do you want me to embarrass myself?"

But Uncle Mike couldn't have cared less. He kept pushing, and if I hadn't fought him off with every ounce of my strength, I would have lost my virginity right there in front of a dozen commuters.

The struggle lasted until the bus finally reached our stop. Only then was I able to catch my breath.

I followed Uncle Mike back to his place.

Despite the groveling fear, I was shocked to realize I wasn't even angry. If anything, I was buzzing with adrenaline.

Deep down, a part of me actually wanted him to go all the way.

I couldn't wait to see what he'd do next once we arrived at his place.

The second we were inside, Uncle Mike dropped the act. He pulled me into his arms and buried his face in my chest, inhaling deeply.

"When did you grow up like this? You feel incredible."

When I saw the hungry look in his face, I didn't feel the slightest urge to resist. "Uncle Mike, you're making me feel so restless. I've never had a man hold me like this before."

Uncle Mike's eyes went wide at my words. "Wait, are you telling me you're still a virgin? A woman as gorgeous as you—how has no one gone after you?"

I nodded bashfully. "All the guys back home are cowards. They think I'm pretty, so they don't even dare try anything. They're not like you, Uncle Mike. You've got guts. You actually flipped my skirt up right on a bus."

Uncle Mike nodded smugly.

But after a brief pause, he said, "That's going to be a problem. The work at my club requires experienced women. You're too green. I don't think you can handle the job."

He gave me a sidelong glance as he spoke, his voice heavy with hidden meaning.

I quickly grabbed his hand, pleading with him. "Uncle Mike, please, you have to help me. I just graduated. I can't afford to be out of work."

Uncle Mike rubbed his chin, his eyes roaming hungrily over my body. "Tell you what—I'll do you a favor. Let me give you some early training for the position."

"H-How?" I asked, my heart pounding with excitement at the wicked look in his eyes.

He grabbed my backside, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "By letting you experience what it's like to be a real woman. And this time, you can't clench up and keep me out."

I'd already been on the verge of breaking on the bus. Now that we were finally alone, my heart was hammering against my ribs.

"But… what if my mom finds out?" I whispered.

I was still a little worried. After all, he could practically be my uncle.

Instead of answering, he suddenly stripped off his clothes, putting his body completely exposed right in front of me.

My God, he was huge. A part of me couldn't help but wonder just how good it would feel to be filled by him.

"It's just the two of us here. Nobody else will know," he said with a smirk. "You were already itching for it on the bus, weren't you? Let me help you take care of that."

With that, he walked toward me, one slow, predatory step at a time.

Looking at the sheer size of him, I felt a rush of heat between my legs.

Without even meaning to, I spread my legs open.