Back Of The School Bus

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On what felt like an ordinary afternoon, I sat on the school bus, desperately wanting to get home. Friday's always felt like the longest rides, I was always eager to get my weekend started. I sat in the second to last row of the bus, away from the underclassmen. They were loud, obnoxious, and annoying. By this time, however, they had all gotten off the bus already, as my stop was one of the last. There were only a few students left. One of them was another senior, who was sitting in the seat directly behind me. His name is Travis.

I didn't know Travis very well, I'd only spoken to him a few times. I had definitely taken notice of him, however. I always found him handsome, and he had a confident and "I don't give a fuck" attitude that I found very attractive.

I looked out the window when I noticed that the bus wasn't moving much. "Great, LOTS of traffic..." I thought to myself, as I absentmindedly removed my hair tie and straightened out my hair. As I did so, I accidentally flipped my hair over the seat. The seats in this bus were low, they only went up a little past my shoulders. I realized that my long, wavy hair was right in Travis' face. That's when I suddenly felt a hand take gentle hold of my hair.

I let out a soft gasp, as Travis began playing and caressing with my hair. I froze, unsure of what to do. I should've slapped his hand away. I should've turned and confronted him. I should've moved away from him. Instead, I was only able to give a weak protest.

"Travis, stop. Let me go..." I said, meekly, not even turning to face him. He simply ignored me, continuing to run his hand through the hair presented right in front of him, at his disposal. I made no effort to resist him.

"What's wrong with me?" I thought to myself. I should've been able to tell him off with confidence. What was stopping me? Why wasn't I angry?

As I tried to gain the strength to stop Travis, I instead imagined his handsome face and his attractive body. Mixed with the feeling of him running his hand through my locks, I realized I couldn't stop him because I liked it. I was turned on by his touch. I felt my face burn red as I dropped my head in shame. How could I be enjoying this? Do I have any integrity?

Travis suddenly took his free hand and took another handful of my hair. He then firmly, but gently pulled on it, raising my head back up. The unexpected tug caused me to gasp. My body also moved back, as I was now sitting straight up, my back straight up against the backrest of the seat.

"Stay close." He said, softly.

As Travis released his firm grip, I obeyed him, not moving away. I trembled, partially out of fear, but also arousal. I was quickly losing control to him.

As he continued to toy with my wavy strands, his free hand returned. This time, however, he began caressing my neck. I shuddered at the feeling of his hand on my skin as I let out a moan. He began to run his fingers back and forth on my neck, under my chin, and along my collarbone. I couldn't believe how turned on I was by his gentle touches. I was completely covered in goosebumps. After a few minutes he leaned in close to me and let out a soft breath on my neck.

"Mmm..!" I moaned, louder than I wanted to. I looked up for the first time in a while, making sure no one was watching me. The few students that were still on the bus had their eyes glued to their phones, and the bus driver had his eyes on the road. He never paid us much attention.

Travis finally let go of me. "Come sit next to me." He whispered into my ear, then giving me a gentle kiss on the neck.

I immediately scooted towards the edge of the seat and stood up to join him in the back seat. He had completely seduced me. I was too turned on to disobey him now. As I turned and faced him, I blushed when we made eye contact for the first time. Seeing his face as he took control of me made it more humiliating. Travis had also stood up, letting me go first.

"Sit by the window." He ordered, displaying his dominance over me.

As we both sat down, he took hold of my legs and placed them on his lap, laying me down as the back of my head rested against the bus window. He then rubbed and massaged my bare legs, as I was wearing shorts that day. I leaned back and let out a pleasured sigh at the tingles on my legs from his touch. I was still embarrassed and upset at myself for letting him do this to me without my consent, but I was too aroused to stop him.

After preying on my legs, he moved me closer to him. I was now sitting in his lap, with my feet now dangling off the end of the seat. Catching me off guard, he slipped his hands under my shirt and began squeezing my boobs, resulting in me letting out a sharp gasp.

"You like that?" Travis asked.

"Y-yeah..." I said, fully submitting to him. I was barely able to make out a response through my heavy breathing.

Travis groped and squeezed me firmly, but slowly, taking his time enjoying my rack. My head stayed leaned back against the window as I closed my eyes, letting out small whimpers and moans. As he began feeling with a little more purpose, he pushed my bra up until my boobs popped free, and began kneading my naked breasts. I was now gripping the bus seat hard, my mouth hanging open as I panted from my horniness. The way he fondled and massaged my boobs while periodically brushing his thumbs over my hard nipples turned me on to an extreme level. I felt the sensations course through my entire body.

The assault on my boobs continued and it took everything in me to keep quiet. As his gropes became more and more pleasurable, I felt it was inevitable that I'd start moaning loudly. I was about to cover my mouth with my hand when Travis suddenly leaned down and began kissing me on my lips. He was a very good kisser, as what started as a gentle kiss gradually became a very passionate one. I shivered as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. It was incredibly sexy, as I'd fantasized about kissing him before. My arm shot up to Travis' shoulder as I began to feel his muscular upper arm.

Travis broke the kiss and released my breasts after a few minutes. I took the opportunity to lower my bra back down and catch my breath. All the sexual stimulation left me somewhat dazed. While my eyes were still closed, I heard the button and the zipper to my shorts being undone. I then felt my shorts and panties being lowered. As I opened my eyes, a jolt of panic went through me as it fully dawned on me what was happening; A guy I barely knew was looking at my naked pussy. I couldn't believe it, but I wanted him to keep going. I wanted him to touch me there, mixing my arousal with shame. I was still able to recognize that this may be crossing a line.

"H-hey..." I managed. "I don't know about this, maybe we shou-- ahhhhh..!"

My protest was silenced when Travis' thumb gently began caressing my clit. He also began running fingers up and down at my entrance, now stimulating me with both hands. I was very wet at this point, so his fingers moved with ease. He started off very slow, gently stroking me, rarely applying pressure, and I realized he was intentionally teasing me. Once again, he was very skilled with his hands. The way he would begin to rub near my soaked entrance, only to retreat to poke and prod at my outer lips was driving me crazy. He would also alternate between firmly rubbing and gently caressing my clit, keeping me on the edge. I was now gasping and moaning frequently out of pleasure and frustration. I just wanted him to finish me off! After what felt like an eternity, I finally couldn't take it anymore.

"You've made me so horny..." I gasped. "...put something inside me."

Travis chuckled, and then slid two fingers into my pussy. I covered my mouth just in time to suppress a loud yelp. Unlike before, Travis didn't waste any time. He began fingering me and quickly picked up speed and force. After being teased for so long, the suddenness of his finger fucking brought me sexual pleasure that I had never felt before. It felt so unbelievably good. I began breathing hard, gasping and moaning uncontrollably as I looked up at him. As we made eye contact, I saw the lust in his eyes.

I looked deep into Travis' bright blue eyes. The way he was handling and controlling me made him so much hotter in that moment, and it pushed me over the top. All of the teasing mixed with his powerful fingering built up an extremely strong orgasm. I closed my eyes tight and covered my mouth with both hands as I came hard. I was shaking uncontrollably as I thrusted my hips forward violently. Travis held me close to him so I wouldn't fall off the seat, but the feeling of being in his strong arms only prolonged my orgasm. I held onto him by his shoulders as I continued squirming and shivering, my boobs pressing into his chest.

Once my spasms finally began to subside, Travis quickly pulled my panties and shorts back up and sat me up next to him as I was breathing heavy, recovering from the powerful orgasm. I was in too much of a fog to really comprehend what just happened, but the one thing I knew in that moment was that I just experienced the best feeling of my entire life. My breathing had slowed back down to normal, but I still had my eyes closed when I heard Travis whisper in my ear.

"Hey, it's your stop."

My eyes opened to see the bus was stopped with the doors open, along with Travis standing up to let me out. Everyone on the bus, including the driver, was staring at me, confused as to why I wasn't leaving. I felt my face burn with embarrassment, and I quickly grabbed my backpack and headed towards the exit. I had my head down the entire way out, not making eye contact with anyone. Once I got home, I laid in my bed for what felt like an eternity, still flustered from what just happened.

As the evening went on, I felt dry and itchy all along my crotch. I couldn't figure out why that would be. As I went to the bathroom to check myself out, I slid my shorts down and then felt something in my panties. I reached in and pulled out a small piece of paper that had a phone number on it. Underneath the phone number it simply said, "hmu for more."

I turned beet red, as I obviously knew who this was from. Despite my embarrassment, I felt a tingle in my pussy. Travis is so hot, and the way he touched me felt so good, I had already been craving him again. As I became aware of how much arousal and adrenaline was going through my body, I felt a surge of anger. "I should have respect for myself! Am I really going to be used like this?" I asked myself.

I answered that question later that night when I added the number to my contacts. It was true. I wanted more.