Leaving your school things in your sex-scented room, you walk out of the house and arrive at your bus station. Your long-time friends - Tony, Sandra, Bobby, and Bill - are all looking down the street towards your house.
They couldn't see you either!
"I wonder if he's sick," you hear Sandra say, "He's usually the first one here!"
She looks just about ready to go to your house, but Bobby holds her back, "No, Sandra, we'll have to wait till school's done. The bus'll be here pretty soon, right?"
She sighs and turns back to the general discussions your group normally has, and you get a sudden desire to feel exactly how smooth that pale skin of her's is underneath that pink shirt.
But you held yourself in check, no need to scare that living daylights out of four people at the same time, in public view! Besides, there was one girl at school that you were rather anxcious that "try out".
Michelle Lerré. She was the most sought after girl at school, but she's only had one boyfriend, and she had recently broke up with him after seven rocky months. Michelle was perfect in your opinion - nice sized, firm-looking, perky breasts, toned body from working out for cheerleading, tight butt, tan body, and shoulder length dark blonde hair.
She always had a beautiful smile on her pretty face and was very popular. She also happily talked to anyone brave enough to try and hold a conversation with her, and you had some very friendly talks with her during one very boring class a few weeks ago.
You wanted her for the last two years, and today... you might have a chance. She rode on a different bus, but you could very easily fill you time while waiting to see her.
Slipping on the bus ahead of your friends, you walk down to the back and sit down next to a cute girl named Courtney. Although she was of age, she had a very small and compact frame. Pale with a light brush of freckles, she was very shy and rarely said anything.
She gasped as your hand glided down her leg and came to rest on her knee. She looked around but couldn't see you... but she didn't try to move away and she didn't say anything.
Slowly bringing your hand back up her long skirt, you softly rub your finger along the line of Courtney's soft pussy, going slow, so she wouldn't freak out in a loud fashion. She sighed in enjoyment and leaned back into the seat, and you took that as your invitation to pull off the thong she was wearing (which quite surprised you!) and slid two fingers into her already wet pussy.
She moaned in pleasure, earning a few odd looks from the two people on the seat on the other side of the bus, and you started twirling your fingers inside her, watching as she rode faster and faster towards a shaking orgasim.
Finally, after another minute of your minstrations, she shuddered and you felt her orgasim explode on your now three buried fingers. She was panting and, looking out the window, you knew you only had about two or three minutes before your school came into view. |