How Henry Sullivan Enjoyed Kansas City (and wants to go back), ch 2
Written by Poseidon
comments_readers: Sorry for the delay to Chapter 2. I have been travelling to the Disneyland on the Potomac (Washington DC) and that leaves you too depressed to write.
The bus rolled across the eastern Kansas prairie towards Kansas City along the I-70 freeway. The driver always wondered why Kansas had a lower speed limit than the surrounding states when it was so damn flat. He guessed it was to try to keep tourists in the state longer; there couldn't be any other explanation. Smiling to himself about his infallible logic, he pushed the speed up a couple of miles an hour over the limit. A few minutes saved meant more time to take a break at Topeka, the next stop.
Henry sat next to the window staring at the prairie passing him by. It didn't look any different from where he lived, so he dozed off a few times as the bus sped on. An elderly lady had tried to 'mother him' early on, but she got off about an hour ago in Salina, so since then he'd had his thoughts to himself. He kept thinking of fucking Mary and Martha, and how incredible it was to have real sex, instead of his hand and the pictures in the porno magazine. And Sabrina - wow, that had been a surprise. He'd known her since they started 1st grade years earlier, and he never imagined he would be able to do "it" with her. Thinking about these past three weeks left him with a boner that ached for release.
Earlier that day his parents had driven him to the town of Hays on the I-70 freeway to pick up the bus. Although further away from Kansas City than Salina, it was a bit closer to their farm. They were going to do some shopping before heading home. He had money for dinner on the way - the bus stopped in Salina for half an hour - as well as money for expenses in Kansas City. It was nearly a 6-hour ride, and he didn't arrive in KC until nearly 10 PM. His mother suggested he take a magazine to read on the bus, but the ones he wanted to take he was sure would not meet with her approval, so two new X-Men comics had to suffice.
As Henry sat in his seat, feeling stuffed from the greasy hamburger and fries he'd bought at the rest stop, he turned to stretch across the seat and lean against the window. Across the aisle were a young woman and her little daughter. The mother was fast asleep and the little girl, by Henry's guess 6 or 7, was leaning back against her mother and was watching Henry.
As Henry turned and made himself comfortable, he noticed the little girl had both feet up on the seat and he could see under her dress to a pair of white panties. Having become a 'sexual expert' over the past three weeks, Henry could identify the nice puffy cunt and the slit down the middle - the similar slit his cock had penetrated so many times on the older girls. Henry looked up to see if she had noticed him peeking, and she couldn't miss it; she simply stared straight at him and then opened her legs wider. Henry looked down again and the white panties pulled tight across her pussy.
Glancing back up to her pretty face, he smiled at her and then looked back down at her pussy. "It's a shame she is too young," he thought. "Shame we are on a bus too," he added as an afterthought as pussy trumped age. He watched her gently swing her legs open and closed for about 5 minutes as she continued to stare, unblinking at him. She knew what she was doing by teasing him - that was for sure.
Henry needed to pee. The extra large Coke he'd drunk at the rest stop had moved through his gut and was demanding an exit. He held off as long as he could since he was enjoying this little girl's show across the aisle, and she may not do it when he returned; but he finally had to go. Standing up he walked to the back of the bus where the toilet was located. There was nobody on the bus behind where he was sitting - in fact, there were only about 12 people on the bus, and they were all to the front of his row. Locking the toilet door, he unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out. As he was ready to pee the bus lurched and Henry decided it might be safer to sit down and pee, rather than risk peeing over his shorts. Pulling them down with his underwear, he sat on the seat and pushed his cock down to let it rip. Ah, the relief was instant as his bladder returned to its normal size.
Flushing the toilet, he pulled up his shorts, washed his hands and opened the door, almost hitting the little girl from across the aisle.
"Oops, sorry" he said, "here you go" as he held the door open.
The little girl looked inside and then looked up at Henry.
"Will you help me?" she asked, "I'm afraid to go in there by myself."
"Uh, can't your mother help you?" asked Henry, a little perturbed.
"She's asleep and I don't want to wake her. Please, I really go to go," she said as her hand went to her crotch and pressed her dress against her groin.
Henry pointed for her to enter, and he followed her inside, latching the door behind them. She held up her dress and looked at him as if to say, "Pull my panties down."
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Changes last made on: Monday, May 17, 2010