Standing at the bus stop on a mild autumn evening, 18-year-old Jane felt a growing sense of excitement. If everything went to plan tonight, she'd have something to tell Shona about when her raven haired, Irish friend returned from school hockey trip to France. Ever since Shona had returned from spending the half-term holiday at home in Ireland, telling Jane all about how she'd lost her virginity to some boy called Kieran, Jane had been deeply envious of her friend.
In their time at St. Mary's, the two girls had already earned reputations as being the best cocksuckers in the school yet, until the recent half-term break, neither girl had had the opportunity to take the next step. Despite their friendship, Shona and Jane were highly competitive. At night in their room the pair had often raced each other to orgasm, fucking their tight, virgin pussies with the handles of their hairbrushes and other suitably shaped objects. Jane had been more than a little put out to discover that her friend had won the race to become the first to feel a cock filling her pussy. Her sense of envy had been exacerbated further when Shona had recently revealed that during a detention period, for failing to complete her homework, her 'punishment' had been to let Mr. Willis, the girls' science teacher, fuck both her pussy and her arse.
Boarding the bus, Jane fumbled in her blazer pocket to find her pass. She smiled at the driver as she flashed her card, twisting a finger in her long blonde hair as she gave him her sweetest innocent little girl look, noticing the way his eyes devoured her shapely body. She giggled as, with a deliberate flick of the hem of her pleated plaid school uniform skirt, worn several inches higher than the regulation length, she turned and made her way back along the bus, accenting the sway of her hips as she walked towards the stairs leading to the top deck.
Climbing the stairs, Jane noticed that there were only two other passengers, both men, on the top deck. They both stared at her and Jane could feel them undressing her with their eyes as she walked past them to take a seat at the very back of the bus. Sitting down, Jane smiled as she pretended not to notice the surreptitious glances of the two men. They were both in their early twenties and quite good looking, Jane thought.
Almost unbidden, images of the two men moving to sit beside her, their hands caressing her as they forced her to kneel in front of them and suck their cocks, filled her mind. She could feel her pussy getting wet at the idea of blowing two complete strangers at the back of the bus. As her imagination played with the idea of sucking their cocks deep into her hot, hungry mouth, Jane's appetite got the better of her judgement and she let her fingers slip up under her skirt.
The gusset of Jane's knickers was damp as her fingers rubbed along the material. She bit her lip to stifle a moan as her fingers slipped inside her knickers and traced a path along the edges of her moist lower lips. Lost in her fantasy, Jane could almost taste pre-cum oozing over her tongue as her juices coated her fingers.
Jane worked her fingers into her tunnel, feeling the walls of her pussy grip them tightly. As she pumped her fingers in and out, she tried to imagine what it would feel like to have her fingers replaced by a hard, thick cock. In her imagination, the men had flipped her on to all fours and one of their cocks was now pounding her pussy from behind as she sucked the other deep into the back of her throat. Her breath shortened as she watched the two men from where she sat, fantasising about them as she fingered her cunt. Fighting to suppress any moans of pleasure that would betray her, the only evidence visible to a more than casual glance in her direction was the movement of her fingers under her skirt and the heaving of her firm, well developed breasts. Her lips curling as her pleasure intensified, Jane panted under her breath, biting occasionally on her lip, restricting any sound which might escape from between her lips to a slight peep as her fingers twisted inside her pussy, playing the harp of her sexual strings.
The visions filling her mind combined with the sensations in her pussy and Jane quickly found herself on the brink of an orgasm. Screwing her eyes tightly shut, Jane let the sensations wash over her. Her hips bucked slightly against the vinyl covered bus seat, driving her fingers deeper into her pussy. She wanted to cry out but couldn't. Usually extremely vocal when she came, the need to remain quiet, intensified Jane's sensations as her climax gripped her.
With a long, shuddering sigh, Jane let the energy of her orgasm dissipate. She opened her eyes to be confronted with the sight of one of the two men standing in front of her, holding on to the rail of the seat in front of her with one hand while the other stroked his cock in front of her face. "You're a hot little bitch, aren't you girl?" he asked. Jane nodded, unsure if what was happening was real or if she was still lost in her fantasy. "The other guy got off at the last stop," the man said. "I was hoping you'd help me get off now," he added, pushing his swollen knob towards Jane's mouth. "Go on, take it," he said as Jane hesitated. He nodded to where Jane's hand was still concealed under her skirt and added, "by the look of things, given that little display you just put on, it's what you want anyway."
A quick glance confirmed to Jane that the man and she were now the only people on the top deck. She smiled sweetly up at the man, batting her lashes over her deep blue eyes. "Why not?" she said in a little girl voice. Without any further hesitation, she wrapped her lips around his knob and began to work them down his shaft. The initial tang as her lips and mouth enveloped his cock was slightly bitter, she could taste his manly sweatiness and odour. Despite the taste being slightly unpleasant to her mouth it heightened the reality of the situation, stimulating her senses further, intensifying her arousal. Her hand replaced his as she sucked, stroking his thick rod with a rapid movement. With a sense of déja vu, Jane's fantasy merged with reality as she began to taste his pre-cum ooze in her mouth.
"You really are a hot little bitch," the man gasped as he thrust his hips back and forth, driving his stiff prick into Jane's mouth. His mind raced and he found himself melting into the bright blue pools of her eyes as he watched the sexy schoolgirl in front of him feasting hungrily and loudly on his prick. Jane sucked hard, her tongue teasing the tip, her hand blurring as it stroked his shaft. "Oh fuck that's good," the man gasped. "You've done this before haven't you, my sweet little schoolgirl?"
"Uh huh," Jane mumbled from around his cock, staring up at him, her blue eyes portraying an innocence that the cock in her mouth belied. She lifted her free hand to his balls and squeezed them firmly and was rewarded with a strangled groan of pleasure.
In what seemed like no more than an instant from when she'd first taken his prick into her mouth, Jane felt his body tense, his legs trembled noticeably. "Get ready, my sweet little schoolgirl slut," he groaned, "I'm about to fill your hot little slutty mouth with baby batter. You want that, don't you, you cocksucking little whore?"
Jane answered him by nodding and sucking harder on his cock. He had called her a slut and a whore and now she was going to prove to him just how accurate his description was. She could feel his cock begin to twitch in her mouth as his climax approached. She slid her lips back until only his knob remained in her mouth. Sucking hard, she squeezed his balls with one hand while the other pumped his shaft. "Oh fuck... oh fuck... I'm... I'm cumming!" the man gasped as he exploded, shooting a jet of thick, sticky sperm into Jane's hungry mouth. Jane swallowed quickly, sucking hard on his knob as he filled her mouth with cum again and again. "Yeah! That's it! Drink your milk like a good little girl!" he groaned as his cock fired a seemingly never ending fountain of cum into her mouth, forcing Jane to swallow over and over in an effort not to let any spill out.
As the man's eruption subsided, Jane milked his cock with her fingers, squeezing every last drop out on to her tongue. At last, she let his cock slip from between her lips. The man slumped down on to the seat facing her as he tucked himself away. "Fuck! That was great!" he panted. "I wish there'd been hot little sluts like you around when I was at school." Jane merely smiled, unleashing the power of her baby blue eyes on him as he tried to recover. Having improved her teasing skills by comparing notes with her best friend Shona, Jane crossed her legs over in a lady like fashion, while smiling demurely at him. Giving her lips a delicate lick with one sweep of her tongue as she looked at him, mouthing the words, "Thank you."
