One Fucked up evening..................

Let me tell you my story
Here is how it began......
I didn't felt like driving
or riding my bike home, so......
I caught the bus this time
it was one crowded fuck up journey
the rain was pouring
and the stench that emanated from the arm pits
was enough to kill a pig
many times I had to grab my handkerchief
and sniff the perfume I sprayed
I just could not believe
that human beings could spell that bad
my God; what was I thinking
Droplets of water dripped onto my clothes
and as the driver turned the corners
they leaned against my shoulder
filthy fucking clothes,
they rubbed against me
as if they were making love to me
their crotch pointed close to my face.
she smelt of sex
which reminded me of the night before
when I ejaculated on myself
it was a great self performance by me hmmm
back to this fuck up bus ride from hell
The big heavy black rucksack
kept digging into my fucking jaw
I pushed it aside and yell to her,
"Be careful or i will yank it away
and through the window it will go"
I have made her mad
as it was so fucking cramped in there
and there was no way for her to go
but honestly at that time
I couldn't have really cared.
Then came next to her
this big burly physique
smelling like seven dead fucking cats
clothes all tattered and stained
headphones in his ears
you could hear the music from six buses away
that fucking loud
On his Beats Audio Headphones
My first impression was'
he had to be deaf
and to be listening to that shit for music
It was dis-tasteful
yet soothing
as it drowned out the chatter of their voices
which seemed to form a melody on their mobiles
no one wants to hear what you did or will cook
why could they not talk in silence?
then I saw what felt like winning the lottery
my bus stop in the distance
I jumped to my feet and pressed that bell
and faced my next challenge
of darting through a crowd of rain soaked, drenched,
smelly, friday evening people,
heading home after work
my peaceful busy evening
all gone awry because I decided to catch a bus
and when that door burst open
it was like an orgasm
or at least it felt that way,
that fresh air
mixed with the smell of the freshly paved road
It was like opening a well awaited present on xmas morning
I stepped out
and threw my hands way up
and headed on home
Straight to the shower and washed that smell off me
sat down and had my cup of fresh aromatic Belgian coffee No.5
put my feet up and forgot the entire day
and that my friend was
My fucked up evening anyway...........

written by Ainsley Carter aka Mr. Erotica 2014 ™