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Of the many things that people in the UK learned to expect over the past generations of adaptation, things like warmer weather, robotic members of society, or super-human bouts of combat happening on rooftops, some things still caught the average citizen off guard.
Two women, sisters at first appearance, stepping onto a normal double-decker bus while completely and utterly naked counted as one of those rare moments. As the women boarded the packed vehicle, dozens of passengers looked on with awe, confusion, or distaste. They walked on like nothing was out of the ordinary, holding a conversation as they each held a shoulder bag on one arm and a bundle of clothes under the other.
It was clear, at least, where their clothes were. The mystery remained why they were explicitly not wearing a single bit of them other than their shoes.
“Tch,” the older woman spoke, walking further into the bus after paying the automated system’s riding fee. “Can you believe this, Fareeha? Barely any buildings have proper air conditioning, and now the bus we get on doesn’t even have its air conditioning running!”
All of the other passengers were already suffering from the source of the woman’s complaints. Sweat beaded on foreheads all across the bus, yet more of that sweat started to come as they watched two-toned, lithe naked bodies walk about like nothing was wrong. Both women had a sheen of sweat all over their bodies, allowing them to glisten in the light pouring through the bus windows.
“I am well aware, mother,” the other woman spoke, surprising all of the passengers with the term used. “This country never used to have much need for air conditioning, and it seems they still have issues every year in the summer.”
As they walked further onto the bus, neither woman made a fuss about the number of people they had to brush past in order to find a seat. Shapely breasts and plump asses bumped into at least a dozen different passengers as they moved back, each passenger too frozen in shock to react. One mother looked on in horror as the bus moved and caused the apparent ‘daughter’ of the pair to stumble, sending her rear right toward her seated son’s face.
That face promptly disappeared between those fat, sweaty cheeks. The girl just sighed as it happened, then regained her balance and pulled away to continue walking deeper into the bus. The boy was left with a shocked and amazed look on his face, even as his skin shined with a layer of sweat that was not there moments before.
“Mother, I found a seat,” Fareeha pointed out just a moment later, continuing on as if she didn’t just have someone kissing her asshole.
“Ah! Excellent work,” her mother cheered, instantly darting toward the seat.
The seat was between two already-taken seats lining the side of the bus, neither person next to it ready to say anything to the nude woman casually strolling up to them and sitting down with a wet smack as her sweaty butt hit the plastic. Her bare hips and thighs pressed firmly against their own, making the woman next to her uncomfortable while the man on the other side stared at her in amazement.
Fareeha sighed as she shuffled over, clearly upset at not getting the seat herself. She stood in front of her mother and, to make some space between herself and other standing passengers, shuffled in close to the point that her legs were entangled with her mothers. Reaching up and leaning forward slightly, she held onto the luggage rack over her mother.
This position also left her bald slit right in front of her mother’s face, just an inch or so away as her mother had to look up past her daughter’s breasts to see her face.
“Ana, why is it that you’re making me stand when I am the one that found the seat?”
The simple question made the mother’s face turn into a hard scowl. She adjusted in her seat, crossing her arms under her impressive chest and propping it up even further as she lifted her face up to fully glare at her daughter. The position of the two of them left Ana’s chin pressing firmly against the other woman’s clitoris, yet neither woman seemed to be aware of that fact.
“Who do you think you are, calling your mother by her first name?” She chided, scoffing against her daughter’s pubic area. “The nerve of you! Just because I lost a few years does not mean I am not your mother and that I am not older than you! The older, more experienced member of the family gets to sit down, Fareeha!”
The apparently ‘younger’ woman scoffed, rolling her eyes as she shifted from one foot to the other. The motion slid her clit across her mother’s chin, mashing the sensitive nub against Ana’s face, yet everyone watched in confusion as neither reacted once more.
“Right, well-”
As a child accidentally ran onto the road, the bus autopilot corrected for the action by swerving intensely to the next lane over, avoiding any accidents. The result inside left move passengers slightly jumbled except for the two streaking women.
Fareeha jerked toward her mother with force and lost all traction on her shoes, forcing her to brace herself anywhere she could.
The result, as some of the nearby onlookers noticed with shock, was Ana’s face being entirely covered with and seemingly suffocated by her daughter’s naked pussy. Her head was buried entirely between the other woman’s slick thighs, the positioning and angle clearly having no other result than her mouth and nose pressed firmly against her daughter's bare lips and clit.
Both women tried to separate, their efforts floundering for a second due to Fareeha’s trouble finding her balance. With every attempt made to try and separate them Ana’s face ground even more against Fareeha’s sex. The hot, sweaty contact between them allowed the passengers around to hear what seemed to be heated lovemaking, both women grunting and groaning as the wet sound of flesh on flesh played out between the duo. It took a full minute of Ana’s face digging into her daughter’s slit before they finally separated, Ana, gasping for air while Fareeha just sighed at finally being able to stand straight once more.
“That’s it!” Ana called out, looking up at Fareeha again, but this time with open arms. “You’re sitting in my lap for the rest of the ride.”
Fareeha’s eyes rolled once more as she shook her head and spoke, “Mother, I’m not a child anymore; there is no reason that I should have to sit on your lap.”
“Tell that to your mother that almost suffocated to death because of your lost balance!” She argued back instantly, leaving no grounds for denials.
Fareeha knew her mother well. She would never be able to talk her out of this at the end of the day, she would just be putting off the inevitable. Everyone around saw her face of resignation.
They also watched as the woman crossed her arms under her chest just like her mother, again presenting her breasts more fully to them all with no apparent issue with that fact. She then turned around and sat down, again with no apparent thought to the fact that she was placing her sweat-drenched, glistening ass straight onto her mother’s equally-nude lap.
By their actions up until that point, it felt blatantly clear to anyone paying attention that the embarrassment covering the younger woman’s face was caused entirely by the embarrassment of sitting on her mother’s lap like a little girl rather than anything to do with the lack of clothing between the two of them.
As if to prove that idea, Ana let out a satisfied, “good!” and wrapped one of her hands around her daughter’s body to rest between her thighs, clearly intended just to help hold her in place despite the fact that her fingers were just centimeters away from fingering the woman’s pussy. A pussy, which thanks to their position, pressed firmly against her mother’s thigh.
Every bump and turn would slide Fareeha around slightly, aided by the slickness of their bodies. Ana’s breasts were sticking to her daughter’s back all the while, resulting in their bodies pressing so thoroughly together that they would need to peel apart if they wished to move. Dozens of eyes stared at the pair, wondering how the scene in front of them could be anything but a sick, incestuous union, all while the two naked women sat with no disturbance in the slightest.
As the bus traveled, a few passengers got on or off the bus while some stayed on longer just to watch Ana and Fareeha. The drive continued to take them all closer to the center of London. Historic landmarks started to appear once every few blocks, then every other block, then every block. The tourists on the floor above all turned to look at the sights, taking pictures and sharing trivia within travel data on their phones.
Everyone on the floor below had something far more interesting to look at with two exceptions, those being the women they were staring at.
“Oh, Mother! I think we’re coming up on the refurbished Big Ben!” Fareeha called, her neck turned to look out the window.
“Get a good look at it,” Ana advised. “We may not have time to come back on foot today.”
Remarking what a good point that was, Fareeha got up off her mother. The stickiness of their sweat-drenched bodies drew everyone’s eyes to the way they peeled apart with that move, especially to Ana’s chest which shook as it finally got unstuck from her daughter’s back.
Spinning on a dime once she got standing, Fareeha climbed back onto Ana’s lap almost instantly. Both passengers to either side of the older woman already shuffled aside to give her as much space as possible, allowing Fareeha to take a much more…provocative position than before.
Throwing her arms over her mother’s shoulders, Fareeha settled into a kneel on the seats so she could look out the windows freely. Her knees ended up on either side of Ana’s right thigh, hugging the soft flesh closely as she settled into place. Her knee went far enough forward that it dug right into her mother’s crotch, grinding against her slick core. Her own pussy landed squarely on her mother’s thigh, pressing shamelessly against her mother without a moment’s thought.
With a desire to see the sights around them as closely as possible, Fareeha tucked in close to her mother, their chests mashing together with their pillowy breasts appearing all the more desirable to everyone around them. With the excitement that Fareeha felt for the trip and the many historical buildings around them, she struggled to remain still. She ended up wiggling back and forth in anticipation, eager to see them all on her first vacation in years.
Every little bounce and motion made in her position did end up grinding Fareeha’s pussy right against her mother’s thigh, grinding her folds against the smooth skin of her mother while remaining entirely interested in the views around her.
As Ana stared over her daughter’s shoulder, she noticed a man just in front of her seat with his camera out, soft clicking noises sounding out. His eyes were wide and mesmerized as he looked between the two women and his phone, focused solely on making sure he got the best shots possible. Her eyebrows raised as she nodded to herself, then tapped on her daughter’s shoulder to get her attention.
“There are people taking pictures, Fareeha,” she said calmly. “Make sure to get a good look at what we’re passing, I don’t think either of us remembered to pack a camera for this trip.”
“Ahhh, that is an excellent point, mother,” Fareeha responded.
She rose up to get a better look, fully intending to press as close to the glass as possible for the best view. The movement slid her chest up against her mother, rubbing her breast in her mother’s face as the man next to her watched Fareeha’s nipple slip between Ana’s lips for just a moment. She then pressed herself fully against the glass once she was kneeling as high as possible, allowing her a better view of the outside as everyone outside saw a large, wonderfully-shaped pair of breasts smash flat against the window.
Every little bump and curve of the road made Fareeha shift with her position, something that Ana took notice of almost instantly. She sighed, already knowing that chastizing her daughter about her balance would get her nowhere. Instead, she just reached up to hold onto her daughter’s body, helping her stay balanced while she enjoyed the view.
A few gasps played out in the bus as Ana took hold of her daughter, all because of where she chose to grab her.
The older Amari’s hands landed firmly on her bare daughter’s ass, clapping onto the sweat-glistening surface and gripping tight to hold her in place. Delicate-looking fingers sunk into the plump flesh of Fareeha’s butt, hardly even capable of getting a good hold on it thanks to its size. Ana had to adjust her fingers a few times to grasp it properly, eventually getting a good position and pulling toward herself just to keep her daughter close.
To everyone else, the view of Fareeha’s rear intensified with every adjustment Ana made. By the end, they were all staring in awe as her fingers bit into those soft cheeks and spread them as wide as possible, fully exposing every wrinkle of her asshole to every passenger in sight. They also watched in amazement as Ana’s fingers brushed over that impossibly tight-looking hole over and over while finding her grip, ending up so close when she finished that one finger was partially pulling it open. It appeared almost as an invitation, open bidding for anyone willing to fill up that hole however they wished.
Only the apparent oblivious nature of the two women and general societal pressure stopped anyone from crossing that line, yet it remained on everyone’s minds as they stared in awe while snapping pictures of those two perfect-bodied women.
Time dragged on for eternity for those watching the two Amari’s, more than a few passengers missing their stops out of a desire to keep watching. It lasted until the automated voice called ‘Hyde Park,’ instantly snapping the spell as Ana’s eyes lit up in recognition.
“Fareeha, this is our stop,” Ana said, urging her daughter to notice. She followed the declaration with a slap to her daughter’s ass, sending a wave through the plump rear end as it jiggled before the other passengers.
With an almost annoyed sigh, Fareeha, pulled back from the window, a small suction sound playing out as her breasts separated from the glass and left two breast-shaped sweat marks behind. She stepped off the seat, grabbed her shoulder bag just like her mother, and made her way to the exit of the bus.
As Ana followed behind her, neither woman paid attention to the many cameras snapping pictures of them, nor to the adventurous hands that reached out and groped their bodies along the way. They also neglected to realize that their folded clothes stayed behind at their seat, forgotten and left for anyone else to claim as the bus drove away, leaving them standing at the entrance to a fully packed public park.
That realization only came moments after the bus drove around the corner, with Ana looking up and down her daughter’s naked body as the sun glinted off her sweat.
“Augh, Fareeha, we forgot our clothes on the bus!” She said, sighing as Fareeha let out a small, ‘Ah, I see.’
Looking around, Ana eventually locked eyes with a pair of people just a few feet away, both of them staring at the two naked women in shock. Her eyes lit up, a charming smile showing on her face as she turned and walked toward them, soft breasts and ass jiggling with every step.
“Excuse me, but you two wouldn’t happen to have sunscreen, would you?” Ana asked.
The pair, a mother and young daughter, stared dumbly at Ana for a moment until she repeated her question. At that point, the daughter seemed to snap to awareness, turning to her mother’s bag that dangled near her head and reaching into it. She pulled out a large tube of sunscreen a moment later, then presented it to Ana with open-mouthed awe.
“Thank you, sweetie,” Ana said, retrieving the tube from the little girl. “My daughter and I forgot our clothes, and as much as we both tan well, you always have to be careful about sunburn!”
Fareeha stepped up to the pair as her mother spoke to them, giving a polite smile. Her eyes rolled when her mother took the tube and handed it to her without a word.
“Yes, mother, I will put some on you first,” she said sarcastically, earning an unimpressed look from Ana.
Even as she snarked, Fareeha did as her mother wished, opening the tube and squeezing out a heaping load of lotion onto her palm. She put the tube on the ground, spread the lotion between her fingers, and got to work.
Her hands started at her mother’s shoulders, covering the joints before moving down the arms. Getting to Ana’s hands started to show how thorough she intended to be, carefully taking each of her mother’s fingers between her lotion-covered hands to coat them.
As soon as she finished with both arms, it became clear that her intentions of thoroughness didn’t end there. Fareeha’s hands cupped her mother’s perky breasts without a single moment’s hesitation. She rubbed and squeezed the pliable flesh, going round and round just to apply even layers. She even stopped at one point to rub her thumbs over her mother’s soft brown nipples, twirling the nubs with her nails to make sure they were coated.
Kneeling down, Fareeha then started from Ana’s ankles up, once again being as complete as possible in her coverage. Strong hands rolling over smooth and sweaty skin up and down her calves, then getting to her mother’s thighs and doing the same. She had no moment of reconsidering before her hand rose up to cover her full inner thighs, thumbs brushing against her mother’s pussy at the very top.
Going further, Fareeha got a fresh dollop of lotion on her hands and reached around, clapping her palms firmly onto her mother’s ass and making her digits sink into the soft meat of her butt. She went in circles around those perfect globes, never slowing even as she started to coat the crack in-between.
Standing up, Fareeha got one last batch of lotion before pressing herself flat against her mother, bare chest mashing against Ana’s once more. Her hands reached around and covered her mother’s back, coating every inch and looking for all intents and purposes like a lover lost in the throes of passion. It ended as she pulls back just slightly and slid her lotion-covered hands between her mother’s legs from both sides.
One hand cupped Ana’s pussy as the other slid through the crack of her ass. The front hand pushed back and forth, fingers exploring every fold of her mother’s lips. One digit slid under the hood covering Ana’s clit and circled the sensitive button, covering every little bit of skin possible. The hand at the rear came all the way down over her asshole and toward the front, making sure no part of her body went without sunscreen.
It ended with Fareeha taking two sunscreen-covered digits from each hand and shamelessly jamming them into Ana’s tight, puckered asshole and small little pussy at the same time, thrusting in and out of those incredibly tight and gripping holes at the same time.
Once she was done, Fareeha just pulled back and gestured with her hands, that she was done, earning a nod from her mother.
“There, now that I’ve finished covering you, I just need some more for-” Fareeha started, only to stop as she noticed the lotion was no longer by her side.
Looking up, the mother and daughter similarly disappeared, evidently taking the lotion with them.
Ana scoffed, rolling her eyes at the rudeness of the other mother and daughter.
“They could have at least allowed us to thank them for the lotion,” she commented, already walking out toward the park's grassy field. “Come with me, Fareeha; I still have to make sure you get lotion.”
Sighing at the disappearance of another friendly mother-daughter pair, Fareeha followed her mother onto the field and laid down on the grass when Ana gestured for her to do so.
“What is your plan to give me lotion, mo-”
Ana didn’t wait to let her daughter finish the question before she began her solution. She kneeled over her daughter’s face and planted her ass down without a moment’s hesitation, burying Fareeha’s face in her ass and pussy at once.
“I’ll be done in just a minute, then you’ll flip over,” Ana said while her naked thighs were covering her daughter’s ears.
Leaning down, Ana pressed her lotion-covered body right against her daughter’s, then started grinding herself back and forth across Fareeha. Her breasts formed and slid against her daughter’s body while Fareeha’s did the same in return. All the while, Fareeha’s face got a coating of lotion straight from the folds of Ana’s slick core, spreading the layer of white cream all over her face.
By the point that Ana got up and told her daughter to flip over, the majority of tourists in the part were staring in shock at their actions. More than a few men and women were filming from afar, trying their hardest to capture every second. Ana noticed the cameras after a time and nodded, understanding that the views of the park were meant to be captured, all while she did her best to dig out some of the lotion stuck in her asshole to try and use her fingers to put it right into Fareeha’s.