The Supple and Lustful Body of a Woman

She rubbed her fingers passionately, spreading my opening wider; the sensation was indescribable. I fiercely squeezed her breasts, kneading them to the rhythm of her entering my intimacy. She lowered her small, sweet head towards my groin and lustfully began licking my eager pussy. Gently, she nibbled on my swollen clitoris, giving it a long and encompassing lick every now and then.

My dear, with whom I have been dating for three years, traveled for a few days to Mali Lošinj, to his modest weekend house. I had piled up obligations in Zagreb, so I couldn't go with him right away; I had to wait for the weekend to join him, even if just for a short while. I decided to travel on Friday, by night bus that left the bus station at 2 AM. Although it was only May, the nights had become quite warm, so I wore a short, airy skirt and a short-sleeved shirt, and just in case, I wrapped myself in a light cardigan. The Zagreb bus station was unusually deserted and quiet, the bus was already waiting at its platform, so I hurried to take a decent seat, as I had forgotten to buy a reservation.

I could choose any seat I wanted since there were no more than five passengers on the bus. I didn't even know where it would be smartest to sit; I headed towards the back seats but stopped somewhere in the middle because there was hardly anyone all the way back, and I was a bit scared. I comfortably settled by the window and placed my small bag on the seat next to me. I didn't lower the seat because I wasn't sleepy anyway, and I decided to read some interesting literature that I didn't have time for during the week. The bus was moving at high speed on almost deserted roads, and soon we were in Karlovac; I even worried that I would arrive earlier than my boyfriend expected, and he doesn't like to be woken up. But it is what it is; he will have to pretend to be happy when he sees me. All the passengers had long fallen asleep, and the bus was filled with a sickly silence, interrupted only by the occasional sound of sweet songs from the radio.

The bus briefly stopped at the Karlovac station and picked up just one younger passenger.
She stopped by the driver and chatted with him briefly; she had exceptionally beautiful facial features and an even more beautiful, provocative neckline, so it was no wonder the driver immediately occupied her with polite sentences in hopes that she would sit near him. However, she responded to him curtly and quickly headed towards the interior of the bus. I noticed her looking at me as if she knew me, and I even thought she might have mistaken me for someone else. On one hand, I hoped she would decide to sit next to me because I was quite bored, and a little conversation would help me get through the night, but again, I didn't know her, so who knows what kind of person she was and whether I would even have anything to talk about with her. And while I was thinking about the girl who entered the bus, I heard a voice:
”May I sit next to you, if I’m not bothering you?”

I nodded my head and smiled; I was glad she sat right next to me because I liked her as soon as I saw her. She continued:

”You know, I really love company while traveling; otherwise, I get too lost in my own thoughts, which can torment me more than any journey.”
I smiled at her again and said:
”No problem, I’m glad to have someone to talk to; I just ask if you can call me ‘you’; it feels more natural.”
I felt she was happy I said that, so she continued in a much more relaxed tone, fixing her long blonde hair that was falling messily over her face. She was truly beautiful; with large brown eyes, a small nose, and heart-shaped lips behind which beautiful white teeth were hidden. She spoke in a gentle voice, lightly touching my shoulder with her palms. I felt increasingly comfortable in her company, and it seemed more and more like I had known her for a long time. We touched on all topics, but mostly those about love life. She kept repeating how she had no luck in love at all and how almost every boyfriend had left her, how everyone only looked at her body, and how she was slowly starting to lose the will for any relationship.

I tried to comfort her sympathetically, saying that similar things had happened to me too and that there is still someone who will truly love her as a person. I talked about everything and anything, even though I didn't believe most of it myself, because I knew what relationships with men mostly came down to. Here and there, a good fuck, everything else is just empty illusions.

In all that talk, we completely forgot about introductions, so I extended my hand to my new friend:
”By the way, my name is Nikolina.”
“Oh yes, I’m Lora; we’ve been talking without a breath, and we don’t even know each other’s names!”
Lora was a dental student and often traveled to Zagreb for college, which made me even happier because I realized I would be able to meet her in Zagreb too. She was traveling to her aunt in the same place where my boyfriend has a weekend house; she spends her summer holidays there as well. We concluded that we might know each other from there. Lora asked me a lot about my relationship with Goran, whom she also knew since childhood when they played together on the beach. She spoke all the best about him and even mentioned that one summer she had sex with him on the beach and that the next day was very awkward because they had drunk too much and didn't want anything like that to happen.

“But despite that, we are still good friends, although he has been somewhat reserved since then,” Lora continued recounting.
I was a bit jealous of her because, after all, every man would desire such beauty, and I even thought that Goran might still be attracted to her. Who knows how my thoughts would have ended if I hadn't felt Lora's warm palm on my trembling thigh. Her touch was so soft and gentle; I wanted her to touch and caress me, my body was becoming more excited and eager for her plump lips.

She pressed her lips to my cheek and gently kissed me; I couldn't resist her; I tenderly pressed my lips to hers and began to kiss her passionately. Our kisses became more and more passionate, and we used our tongues more and more, she pushed it deeper into my tight opening, stopping to give me a few gentle kisses with her juicy lips. I was growing fonder of her, trembling with excitement, enjoying her touches. She kissed me on the neck, on the face, gently massaging my earlobe, slipping deeper under my skin.

"Have you ever had sex with a woman?” she asked in a heated voice.
"No, but I would love to; your touches excite me so much, I want to touch you all over your body!”
We continued kissing, the excitement was spreading my legs more and more, and I could hardly wait for Lora to touch my heated pussy. I slipped my hands under her skimpy shirt and unbuttoned her bra; she helped me take it off without stopping kissing me.

“I want to kiss your beautiful breasts, gently suck your nipples!”
Hungrily, I moved towards her hot breasts, gently squeezing them in my hands and kneading them lightly, licking them from all sides, greedily sucking on her swollen nipples. They were juicy like honey. Lora was quietly panting, caressing my breasts.
“No one has turned me on like this in a long time,” she kept repeating.
I enjoyed as if I were discovering the secrets of sexual life all over again; Lora's body was warm and supple, we were caressing each other, eagerly anticipating every new touch. Before we completely undressed, we decided to move to the back of the bus where there was much more space for our lustful play and where we could enjoy more carefree. The other passengers were still sleeping, and we didn't care about the driver; we were enough for each other, Lora truly proved to me how deadly a woman's touch can be. I stretched out on the back seat of the bus and surrendered to my beautiful friend. She kissed me on the mouth once more, then lowered herself towards my nipples and eagerly began sucking them; they were tightening into hard little berries, lustfully begging for more.

Lora licked them with her thick and warm tongue while her slender fingers penetrated deeper into my wet pussy. First, she pushed in two fingers, then a third; I felt as if her whole hand could fit inside me, I begged her to fuck me properly, and she certainly did. She rubbed her fingers fiercely, spreading my opening wider; the sensation was indescribable. I fiercely squeezed her breasts, kneading them to the rhythm of her entering my intimacy. She lowered her small, sweet head towards my groin and lustfully began licking my eager pussy. Gently, she nibbled on my swollen clitoris, giving it a long and encompassing lick every now and then. I moaned with excitement, and I cared less and less whether anyone would hear me; I wanted to enjoy Lora's body as much as possible, to give her a good fuck in return. Lora was sincerely focused on licking my pussy, which was burning, expanding, trembling. I held onto the seat tightly, feeling that I was about to experience what seemed to be a huge orgasm.

“Yes, yes, ah, Lora, ah, fuck me, as hard as you can, yes, fuck, fuck!” I could hardly catch my breath, and then, through great shudders of my body, I came fiercely.
Lora continued to lick my pussy soaked with hot juice, and then she began to lower herself towards my hot anus, giving it a big, wonderful lick as well. She continued kissing the insides of my thighs, and then, longing for her kisses, I pulled her to me and passionately began kissing her juicy lips. It felt like a dream; I couldn't get enough of her touches; I wanted this moment to never end. Lora leaned against the window and arranged herself in an attractive doggy style, her firm breasts were sticking out, tempting me for another touch; I squeezed them tightly, burning with the desire to push my fingers deeper into her beautiful pussy. She eagerly rubbed against my body, increasingly pushing her firm, sweet ass.

I spread her cheeks and began licking; I enjoyed pushing my tongue into her tight openings; she was so juicy and soft, supple. I pushed three fingers into her, but that wasn't enough for my Lora; she wanted more, she craved something big, something strong. I reached for my bag and took out a badminton racket that had a long enough handle; I hoped it would be enough for my sweet girl. I gently pressed the handle into her wet hole; she was thrilled, she wanted it deeper, I pushed harder and harder; the handle was disappearing into her depths, Lora was eagerly riding this improvised cock of ample volume, wanting to tear herself apart with her powerful movements. Her dance became faster and faster; her breasts were bouncing in every direction; I fucked her more vigorously. She squealed with her thin voice; she was beautiful, her ass was sticking up in the air; I couldn't resist giving it a gentle lick and nibble every now and then. She was all mine; I adored every piece of her hot body! She was coming in violent waves, convulsing under my hands, asking for more, begging for more!

I firmly thrust the handle into her pussy until the last wave of her excitement subsided. I laid her on her back and gently placed my body on hers, continuing to kiss her breasts, lips, and firm little belly.

We caressed each other and enjoyed the touches until it was time for the bus to board the ferry. On the ferry, we had our first morning coffee together, happy that we had become good friends. We gently exchanged glances, and I looked forward to every accidental touch from her. We agreed to meet again when she comes to Zagreb.

In Mali Lošinj, Goran kissed me more possessively than ever, greeted Lora, and continued to hug me. I looked at Lora with a long, tender gaze and waved to her, hoping to kiss her again soon.