It had been a long day. We had woken up early, because you needed to make it to the airport for the first flight of the day. Your company was flying you early in the morning to another city to go, with a colleague, meet some prospective customers. The colleague, Ryan was a bit cocky, sometimes a little pretentious, and always got what he wanted, which quite bothered you.

I had driven you to the airport, kissed you good luck, and told you I couldn't wait for you to come back and that I'd be there to pick you up again tonight.

The day had been long but fruitful, but it was the flight back in the evening that was a little bit of a pain. First, they announced the flight got delayed by half an hour. Ten minutes later, it was 2 hours.

Sure, the wait was a little long, but the benefits of traveling on the company account meant you could just wait at the lounge, drinking cocktails after cocktails.

An hour later, the news broke: the flight had been cancelled. The airline was providing a bus service. It would be four hours long, but at least you'd be able to make it home, and you could nap in the bus. Ryan and yourself signed in, and the bus would pick you up in 15 minutes. Plenty of time to change into more comfortable traveling attire: yoga pants for yourself and a loose jogging pants for Ryan.

In the bus, it didn't take long for Ryan to fall asleep sitting by the window, next to you. You managed a little later to dose off as well. 3 hours in, you woke up, and notice that while Ryan was still asleep, he was probably have very arousing dreams. The outline of his cock was showing through his pants, and you watch with awe as it slowly, but progressively grew, wider and longer. It was quite dark in the bus, the lights were off and only the lamps and the car headlights from outside broke the darkness. Maybe it was the alcohol acting, but it felt anonymous, it felt safe and no-one was sitting in your row, as you slid as discretely as possible your hand down your wet pussy, slowly caressing your clit as you gazed at Ryan's half erect penis, forming a surprisingly large tent in his pants.

It must have been three minutes in, when Ryan slowly moved as he was waking up. You were mortified when you saw his eyes looking back at you, with a smirk, as you had your hand down your yoga pants, too ashamed of caressing yourself and paralyzed to take your hand out. You were like a deer in front of headlights, realising that his erection was in fact somewhat of a morning boner. After a couple seconds which has felt like an eternity, Ryan reached out and placed his hand on your breast and you tried to hold in the moan while he groped you. You could feel from your fingers that you were getting even wetter as you carried on touching yourself.

Ryan first removed the strap of your top from your shoulder, and slowly exposed one of your breasts to him. Then, he quietly started pulling his pants down, revealing progressively a thick, long and veiny cock. When the hem reached the tip, it sprung out, and he started masturbating admiring your body. It felt wronger and wronger, but you couldn't help but touching yourself faster to the sight of his such a huge shaft.

It felt like you were getting to the edge, when Ryan reached his had behind your head, and slowly, but firmly, pulled your head down towards his cock. You barely resisted at first, but maybe it was because you were so excited, probably only seconds away before you could come, that you let yourself go, and opened your mouth, wider and wider to accept his tip brushing against your lips and penetrating your mouth. You were about to come now, but the bent position you were in was preventing you from getting those last caresses that would have taken you over the edge. Instead your head barely had the time to bob that you felt a strong and powerful splash of cum hitting the back of your mouth. You pulled away instantly, and a second rope of cum landed on your breast and across your black top. In a moment of panic, not wanting for your clothes to be more stained, you quickly placed your mouth back on his cock. This time, his hands started pressing against your head, forcing you to take it in, deeper and deeper down your throat, as it was vigorously pulsating, pumping more and more cum in your mouth.

You were gagging when he finally pulled your head off his cock. After a required long slurp, your could take your breath, while he slid his cock back into his pants, and pulled your top back up to cover your breast again. You had to pull your hand out of your yoga pants to adjust your clothes and your disheveled hair. Ryan leaned back to sleep a little more, but placed his hand over your thigh, right against your sensitive pussy, but now preventing you from applying the last few caresses that would have taken you over the edge. You were dumbfounded, horny, and felt used. And yet you couldn't help but think about feeling him in you. So much so that during those last 10 minutes of driving, you hadn't even noticed that you hadn't cleaned his cum off your top.

When the bus arrived, I was there, as promised, waiting for you. I knew it had been a long day for you, so I knew it was important for me to soften that straining trip. I had flowers waiting for you when you stepped off the bus, my arms wide open, ready for a long romantic kiss.

I hope you've enjoyed reading this. I'm looking for a long term roleplay partner, ready to carry the story on. Longer responses much preferred.

Please jump straight into writing the follow up of the story.

I usually don't like taking too much about what we'd write next, as I like to be surprised. The way I see it, we'd in turn write the next scenes of how you progressively cheat on me with a dominant Ryan. I don't want or characters to discuss openly that you are having an affair, but instead I'd be suspicious, spy and very quickly witness your infidelities. You, on the other hand, maybe by guilt, or maybe because it turns you on, would find ways of telling me, describing in excruciating details your encounters, barely disguising the stories as erotic dreams you had, or adventures your close friend had. Maybe you'd even show me the "unwanted" dick pics you received from him, or leaving your journal wide open. You'd also quickly notice that not only I'd understand what was really happening, that I would never dare to challenge you about it, and instead even realize that it was turning me on.

Maybe you'd want to deny me too, but our characters would both be playing the game, as if nothing was happening, but both of us knowing very well the reality, and that we are both aware and enjoy this situation, yet still very painful and humiliating for me.

Kinks: cheating, cuckold, hotwife, mental humiliation, oral, voyeurism, foot fetish, cum play, domination (him with you, you with me), denial, and all the usuals.

Limit: anyone underaged, anything illegal, anything scat, etc...