But what could she do? Make a scene? She couldn't prove anything, nor could she bring herself to describe just what was being done to her. She felt bad enough about responding to such obscene fingerings without exposing herself to the curiosity and skepticism of a bus full of strangers.

Then the bus stopped and a few more people got on, jamming her back against her unseen tormentor. His hand gave her heavy tit a last squeeze and left. Just when she believed he'd been scared off, she felt him lifting the back of her skirt. In a matter of seconds her soaking wet panty crotch was gripped in his strong hand. She felt more juice spill out.

"Uhh!" Judy felt her face burn. This pervert now knew she was excited, that his fingers excited her. She swallowed hard and prayed that no one would look at them.

The man rubbed and squeezed her tingling pussy for a long time, but only through the hot, wet silk of her panties. Judy began to shiver and pant, and couldn't help wishing he'd pull aside her crotch band and finger her cuntlips and clit.

Instead, he returned to her asscrack, sliding his hand under the waistband and rubbing one wet finger over her throbbing asshole. When he began pushing, Judy nearly panicked. No one had ever touched that part of her body!

She gave a low moan and dug her nails into her palms to keep from screaming as he wriggled his finger halfway into her hot, gripping rear tunnel. Judy groaned with shame as she felt her asshole moistening from his frictioning. She tried to hide the pleasure that was radiating to her clit and back again. She'd had no idea that the tight turning in and rolling out of her asshole could build such a fire in her loins!

Just as she felt her cum building, the bus stopped and more passengers climbed aboard. Now Judy could feel the man's hard cock as she pressed back against him. Then his free hand was gripping her waist and pulling her hand back. She felt something hot and damp and fat, like a sausage, slapping into her palm, and she realized he'd taken his cock out!