Rain on the Late Bus
Copyright© 2025 by Dilbert Jazz
Chapter 9: Morning Light
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 9: Morning Light - On a stormy December night in 2025, plus-size women Debra and Susan lock eyes on a late-night bus, their mutual attraction igniting instantly. A simple invitation to wait out the rain leads to explosive, explicit passion—raw, affirming sex celebrating their abundant bodies. Over a transformative weekend and the year that follows, desire deepens into profound love, proving that taking up space together is the most beautiful thing of all.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Fiction Workplace FemaleDom Light Bond Spanking Analingus Fisting Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Squirting BBW Big Breasts Public Sex Size Slow Illustrated AI Generated
The massage had left Debra boneless and glowing, every ache soothed into a warm, lingering hum. When Susan finally eased off her, pressing one last kiss between her shoulder blades, they lay quietly for a while—sunlight strengthening, the room warming, their breathing slow and synced.
Eventually, Susan propped herself up on an elbow, tracing lazy, teasing circles over Debra’s soft belly that dipped dangerously close to the curve between her thighs.
“We smell like a marathon,” she said, nose wrinkling playfully before she leaned in to drag it slowly along Debra’s neck, inhaling deeply. “A very dirty, very delicious marathon. I’m half-tempted to keep you like this so I can remember exactly how good you taste when you come undone.”
Debra shivered, laughing low. “Flatterer. I was trying to be polite and not mention that we’re basically marinated in each other.”
Susan grinned, nipping her earlobe sharp enough to make Debra gasp. “Politeness is overrated. Shower. Now. I’ll even let you steal all the hot water ... if you promise to let me steal something else while we’re in there.”
They moved slowly, helping each other up—legs still wobbly, muscles protesting deliciously. Susan grabbed two fresh towels, then tugged Debra by the hand toward the bathroom, pausing midway to press her against the hallway wall for a quick, heated kiss.
“Couldn’t resist,” Susan murmured against her lips. “You look entirely too fuckable when you’re all soft and sleepy.”
The shower was small but perfect: a wide stall, a rainfall head, and warm beige tiles catching the morning light. Steam rose quickly as hot water drummed against the floor. Susan stepped in first, pulling Debra with her. The spray hit them like a warm embrace, washing away sticky remnants in rivulets down curves and rolls.
They took turns washing each other’s hair—fingers massaging scalps, laughter bubbling up when shampoo got in eyes—then soapy hands gliding everywhere. Susan’s palms slid teasingly over Debra’s breasts, thumbs flicking nipples just enough to make them peak again.
“These are entirely unfair, you know,” Susan whispered, voice husky. “I’m trying to be good and clean you up, but all I can think about is how pretty they look when they bounce.”
Debra retaliated by running soapy hands down Susan’s belly and between her thighs, fingers brushing lightly over sensitive folds. “And you’re one to talk? This body has been haunting me since the bus. I’m pretty sure I’ll never look at a white shirt the same way again.”
Playful splashes turned into slippery wrestling—giggles echoing off the tiles as they fought for the handheld sprayer. Susan won, aiming a gentle stream at Debra’s chest, watching water cascade over full breasts with unabashed appreciation.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” she said, voice dropping low. “I could watch this all day.”
Debra lunged for the sprayer, pinning Susan gently against the tile in the process—cool wall against her back, hot water and Debra’s body against her front. They kissed deeply, slowly, hands roaming with lazy intent until the water began to cool.
When they finally stepped out, towels draped loosely, hair dripping, they padded to the kitchen hand in hand.
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