THE PAST ADVENTURES OF ROGER CHAPPY

THE BUS RIDE I remember it like it was yesterday, I was 18 years old and an apprentice fitter, I used to get the bus to and from work in west London every day, and it was a real drag, I couldn`t wait to get my driving license. One morning I caught my usual bus, and as normal I was standing as there wasn`t any available seats, then a man got up and got off the bus, so I could now sit down next to what looked like a small plump lady of about 45 years old, as I squeezed my body down next to her ample thighs and hips she turned and gave me a very pleasant smile. She was almost homely looking, and looked like a very nice friendly type of woman, quite plain with very little make-up on, but her skin looked clean and softly warm. As the bus made it`s usual very slow journey through the rush hour streets of London, I became aware of something sticking into the side of my thigh next to this ladies thigh, so I slid my hand down between our thighs to see what it was, and to my delight I immediately felt a knobbly suspender on this woman`s thigh, I couldn`t believe it and became a little daring, I started to feel it more closely and I actually felt her plump thigh as I moved her dress over the nylon stockings. I kept staring straight ahead until out of the corner of my eye I noticed her looking at me, I turned and she smiled at me and whispered into my ear “Are you into stockings, young man” I smiled and nodded back to her, she then put her hand down and pulled the edge of her dress and coat up above her tan coloured stocking tops, I eagerly looked down at this glorious sight, and then looked around to make sure knowone could see what she was doing. She took my hand and placed it on the inside of her nylon clad thigh “Here young man feel the silky nylon, feel how smooth and slippery it is under your hand” I started to run my hand along the tan nylon stockings until I reached her bare thigh, she immediately opened her legs for me to feel her womanly panties and I could feel the heat of her cunt underneath the cotton panties, her breathing changed and she squashed my hand between her warm thighs. I could feel my hand getting wet, and I started to wriggle it about betwen her legs, she opened her legs again and I ran the palm of my hand along the smooth softness of her nylon clad thigh, it felt so soft and exciting. I then felt her hand rubbing the front of my jeans, she pushed her hand down harder and began rubbing up and down, my erection felt really hard and she actually managed to wrap her hand around my cock through my jeans and wanked me roughly, it didn`t take long before I felt the hot rush of spunk entering my pants and all the while I was rubbing her soft thighs and stocking tops, and she let out a muffled cry as she soaked my hand with her own sex juices. I then had to get up, ring the bell and jump off the bus at the next stop, which was at least three stops past where I was supposed to get off, but I didn`t mind being late for work, as I had just had a brilliant experience and one I wouldn`t forget, so if you happen to be reading this you lovely plump little lady, thank-you and keep wearing those tan coloured stockings. THE END