When I was 19 and in my first year of university, I took a bus to Grahamstown to visit a friend during the holidays. I remember sitting by the window at the Midrand station while the bus waited to pick up passengers. I looked out and there was one person who caught my eye. He was tall, slim, had blondish brown hair and startling blue eyes. I went back to my novel and, as the new passengers came on board, I continued to read.
The bus started and, as we drove out of the station, I put my book down. When I looked up, I found the blue-eyed boy sitting across the aisle from me in the same row.
We made eye contact, he smiled, I smiled back and got a tingly feeling in my tummy. As the bus drove on to Joburg station, we got to chatting and we found we had so much in common. It was easy to talk to this guy, we discussed everything and anything. Nothing sounded strange or embarrassing; we were open and honest and laughed the whole way to Joburg. At Joburg station, many new passengers came on and the driver told us we had to sit in our assigned seats.
I picked up my bag and made my way to my allocated seat a few rows back. Next thing I knew, Mr Blue Eyes was right. His assigned seat was the one next to me.
We were convinced this was Fate and shared a smile. It seemed Fate wanted to have a bit more fun, because our bus was delayed for four hours and we had to get off the bus. The two of us sat outside and the hours literally flew past. By the time the bus was ready, it was dark. Many passengers hopped on and instantly fell asleep. Neither of us fell asleep. Instead we began to kiss, slowly, and it was absolutely delicious. His fingers were gentle at first and then, sensing how much I was enjoying it, he began to rub me quicker and eventually his fingers were inside me.
I was on cloud nine. I touched his penis lightly with my fingers. It was hard and yet had the softest skin I have ever felt. I knew what I was supposed to do from movies and magazines, so I gave it my best shot, so to speak.
Whatever I was doing must have been working, because the kisses became more fervent; I could see he was trying not to make too much noise. He came, it was hot and sticky on my hand and, thankfully, Mr Blue Eyes had a tissue for me.
It was one of the most exhilarating moments. We chatted the whole long drive to the Eastern Cape. His stop was before mine, he promised to keep in contact with a flurry of kisses and a tight hug. A few hours later I received an sms from him. For the best FunDza experience, login to FunDza. My first time. Jen Thorpe. Human Drama. Anonymous When I was 19 and in my first year of university, I took a bus to Grahamstown to visit a friend during the holidays. It was one of the most exhilarating moments of my life.
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