Unfiltered Story #28270

UK | Unfiltered | December 15, 2016

I’m waiting for a bus with several other people. There is a lesbian couple who are getting quite affectionate while they wait. They have a young girl with them in a stroller. I notice the young girl break loose from the belt and climb out of the stroller, with the intent of petting a dog who belongs to another person waiting. As she climbs down she manages to unlock the break and the stroller starts rolling away from us and down the hill. There is a busy road at the bottom. I decide to tell the couple.

Me: *tapping one of them on the shoulder* Excuse me, your-

Woman 1: *turn looking disgruntled* Do you mind? We’re BUSY! *turning back*

Me: I just thought-

Woman 1: *turning around again* You just thought you’d try and stop us? Well it’s not going to work. It’s a free country, and if I want to snog my GIRLFRIEND, I can. You just have to sit there and take it. *flips me off*

Woman 2: Yeah, fuck off you homophobe!

They turn back to each other and start getting really into their session, to the point of mimicing orgasms. My friend who has said nothing at this point decides to intervene after we see the stroller get run over by a bus. Had the girl been in there she probably would have been killed.

Friend: EXCUSE ME!

Woman 1: Another gay hater! Well you can fu-

Friend: We just thought you’d like to know your stroller, the one with your daughter in; the one you should’ve been paying attention to, has just been droven over by a bus!

Both the women look to their now gone stroller and turn pale.

Woman 1: Oh, no! COURTNEY!

Me: Your daughter’s fine, she climbed out before it rolled the hill. *pointing to the girl and the dog*


Me: I tried…

Woman 1: No you didn’t! I bet you wanted to see my poor girl DIE, just because I’m a lesbian! You make me fucking sick!

Me: What?

Woman 1: *Getting out her phone and dialling 999* FUCK YOU!

Me friend then grabs my head and smacks his lips against mine. I’m a guy too and neither of us are gay. He holds my hand after he stops. The woman stare at us dumbfounded and we can hear the emergency operator trying to get their attention on the phone.

Friend: No, he didn’t. He was trying to be a nice guy. But you decided to shit all over him with your vitriol.

Both women stare in horror at realising that we must be together before grabbing their daughter and fleeing down the hill after the stroller, which has now attracted quite a crowd along with two police cars. I turn to my friend. We’re still holding hands.

Me: I suppose that was one way to deal with the situation. But did you really have to use tongue.

He lets go of my hand and caresses my cheek before winking seductively. We then burst out laughing at how awkward it was.

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