Hello dear reader. This is my first story, there likely will be some spelling errors even though I've ran this through several spell checkers.
This is Chapter 1 out of perhaps many. Chapter 3 is in the works.
I hope you all have a happy fapping!
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Ok, before I start, I should explain some things about myself.
My name is Maryanne, named after My grandmother who died just 2 days before I was born, but I usually go by the name Mary to my peers. I am 20 years old, 5'4", in my 2nd year of college. I am a thin brunette, hazel eyes, long hair, perky 34c breasts, white skin that shows a slight tan and a soft butt.
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This evening is going to be great! I was at a party with a friend of mine, Karla. Her parents were out of town this weekend so She managed to host a party, on the grounds that it wouldn't be too many. Of course it ended up with as many as You'd think, the plan was that We'd just need to clean up after ourselves before her parents came home, fudge the numbers of the guests and her parents would be content.
And now onto the reason why it's going to be the best.
Thomas, a handsome guy at my school who I have been having my eyes on all semester, just completely ignored all my advances this evening.
I was wearing a short brown skirt, contrasting it with a white frill top. The top was revealing quite a lot in front, with my pushup bra doing the best it can to grab Thomas' attention.
He is taller than me, maybe about 6 feet? Dirty blond hair, nice pronounced jawline, slightly toned body, and a very cute butt and of course single.
But somehow for the life of Me, I can't seem to grab his attention. All evening I tried to be the focus of his eyes, but He was just nice, smiled and laughed with everyone. I tried serving Him a beer, I hugged his arm tightly, but nothing seemed to work. Nothing could budge Him! Sure, the point of the party is to have fun and relax with your friends, and for some maybe end up in bed with someone fun!
although tonight, I have no plans to go into bed with Him, I just wanted to get closer to him. But that would not be me this evening.
My desperation for his attention is getting the better of me, I even went to the restroom so I could take off my bra and panties before I stopped to think. I took a pause. Looking at myself in the mirror, I am 20 years old, and have never done something this slutty. What if I got caught? "Mary isn't wearing anything underneath!" Is not something I want people talking about. I considered putting my panties back on before the bathroom door opened. I forgot to lock it! I put my panties and bra in my purse quickly and pretended to be just about done washing my hands. It was one of Karla's classmates. I smiled at her and left.
I went straight for Thomas, not running too fast, the windy feeling on my pussy made Me very self-aware. I quickly found him again. Now my 34C was free from their constraints and my breasts should feel much softer on his arm this time. I greeted him again, asked if he missed me, and gave his arm a hug and checked for his reaction. He didn't even try to look down at my cleavage or "accidently" check if I wasn't wearing any bra. After 10 minutes of trying, I gave up. I wasn't feeling this anymore. I hung around with my friend Karla for the reminder of the night, while observing Thomas if he would show any interest. He didn't.
It was now 4 am. The party had died down, most had left or fallen asleep, including Thomas. Not even leaving together with a girl. I'm starting to think Thomas has to be either gay or abstinent.
I helped Karla clean up our mess, all that remained was cleaning up and vacuuming so the smell of beer had all disappeared.
Once done, I grabbed My purse to leave, said goodbye to Karla at the door, hoping to get the first train in the morning. It was Saturday at 4 am, so I wouldn't have to stress with a full carriage.
With a sigh, I say goodbye. Karla nodded. She understood My disappointment and gave me a hug.
The moment I went out the door, the chilled night made me very aware of my panty-less endeavor. Should I just put them on now? Is there anyone in the window watching out this early in the morning? I looked around, and saw that Karla's house had mounted a camera outside her door. I can't put them on now, I'll just walk down to the train and hope I find a time to put them on.
Walking down through the dark suburbs, most light completely off, thinking about this night. Entering this party with such expectations, spending some time with Thomas, and seeing if He would notice my intentions.
Instead I feel like I made a fool of myself. I started questioning myself, was I too desperate? Pushy? Did I do something wrong?
Doesn't matter now. Thinking about all this made the ten minute walk feel like it only took two.
There is only one guy sitting at the bench. Was he at the party? I'm not sure. He looked to be about my age.
I am tired after not sleeping since last night so I sit down at the bench with Him instead of standing.
I say "Hi" and just give Him a nod. He smiles back and nods too. I look at the time, the train should be here in 5 minutes. I open up with a quick chat to make the time go faster. His name was Jeremy, 22 years old and goes to another college at the city center.
We hit it off good, I wouldn't say he was anything special, but he is very easy to talk to. He is going to go off three stops from now, while I need to go off at the fifth.
The train arrives and we go inside together, the carriage is entirely empty. He sits down at a seat with seating at the opposite side, allowing us to talk to each other. Sitting so close next to him would be a bit embarrassing, so I'm happy he sat down here.
After a few minutes, he wondered if there was no conductor to get us tickets? Maybe there was only the driver that was on work this early in the morning?
We kept on chatting about our day, my party, hiding the fact of what I wanted that night and he talked about him and two friends having a drink. He was supposed to go earlier to reach the last train before the morning trains, but He forgot his time and stayed until the morning trains started going.
And that's when I notice it. He is looking between my legs and now I remembered. I wasn't wearing any panties!
Just at that time My phone buzzed. Great, I'll read that and pretend I'm not noticing him seeing me pantyless. It's an ad for some women's wear. I pretend to be absorbed on my phone while I think of a way to get out of this. Should I cross my legs? Should I excuse myself to the bathroom? While my thoughts are all over the place, I feel I'm getting wet. A stranger is looking at my bare pussy! My heart is beating like I've just undergone my gym classes! I take a pause, and think; why not just tease him a little? I put my phone back into my purse and slightly opened up my legs just a tiny bit more. I'll see how long he can resist keeping eye contact and look up my skirt. When I try to open up a conversation again he's still looking between my legs, I give him a few seconds and I open up by explaining that the phone wasn't something important. He looks up at me again and smiles a bit shy and says it was ok. The mood is so awkward now. I don't know what to say to break the silence. Dawn is beginning, I can see some light over the horizon. I comment about it and try to enjoy it to make this situation a bit less awkward. He says it's beautiful. I took a quick glance at him and was yet again looking at my pussy.
I quickly look back at the sunrise. It was exhilarating to think that someone was looking at my bare pussy while I feigned ignorance. Should I tease him some more or maybe escalate things? As I think this, I see he has shifted his phone a bit down, is he taking pictures or just resting his hands? If I spread my legs even more, I'll definitely know for sure.
I go very close to the window while shifting my leg in such a way my skirt is pushed further up.
My pussy should be very exposed from his angle. and yeah, my suspicion is confirmed, his eyes have widened and is looking intensively at his phone, while he seems to also get some rugged breathing as well. Did he have a hard on? His jeans don't make it easy to determine if he has one or not. At the edge of my eyes I can see that he has put his phone down and the silence is unbearable. He coughs a bit and opens up with a "umm".
I look at him, smile innocently and respond with a "yes?". He looks at me in my eyes for a little while, and gets the courage to ask, "Are You doing this intentionally?"
Yeah, he has been looking.
"Doing what?"
He looked between My legs again and nodded in affirmation.
I had no idea what came over me, but I spread my legs fully wide!
"You mean this?"
Jesus I felt naughty. I couldn't stop smiling. My smile was a mix of excitement and fear. How would he react? What if he just left? Called me something mean?
Thankfully, He did neither of those.
He doesn't even try to hide it, he looks straight at my almost bald pussy with just a tiny patch of hair above my clit. I thought having a small patch of hair above my pussy made it look sexy.
Spreading my legs had pulled my skirt all the way back so I could also see my tiny bush.
"Wow" is all he could say. You and Me both! My heart is pounding like a 5 year old walking down a dark cellar alone for the first time.
Also are there cameras on this train? I checked on the walls and roof and I see nothing, so unless the cameras are hidden, I'll be fine.
"You like it?"
"Yeah..."
