I heard the swish of the doors as they closed behind me. He looked at me with that sick grin. I followed him to the back of the bus. He sat on the backseat and opened his fly. I cringed as his fat little cock came into view. I reached into my schoolbag and pulled out yesterday's tights.
"Go on Carol," he hissed.
I gathered them up and fed them down over his dick, until I could see his horrid cock head in the toe of the tights. I got down on my knees and began to wank him off.
"Not so quick sexy," he spat.
I slowed up feeling my hand slide over the nylon. I looked up for a brief moment and there he was watching me. He was grinning with such an awfully dirty leer at me that I had to close my eyes. This only heightened my other senses. I could now feel the smooth nylon rubbing over his warm dick. Even the twelve metal bangles on my wrist chinked together as my hand worked his shaft.
"Stand up," he panted.
I did and then felt an outstretched hand go up my school skirt and squeeze my pussy lips! He began rolling them between his fat podgy fingers. I began rubbing faster again just hoping he would soon shoot. He did finally and in his excitement he squeezed my pussy lips tight. I felt his cum leak through the tights and onto my fingers. He was grunting and panting hard, and his disgusting fat fingers rubbed my tights and panties into my pussy. I pulled my hand away and wiped my spunky fingers into a tissue. I turned to go back down the bus and felt his hand on my backside. It snaked down between my legs and gripped my pussy until I stopped walking. I had to hold onto one of the seats as he gripped me hard.
"See Carol if you do as I say then your secret is safe."
His other hand now cupped my right breast, and he squeezed it roughly. His lips started kissing the back of my neck. I didn't care about the pain; I just dragged myself out from his grasp. I rushed into my usual seat and clutching my bag to me I just stared out of the window.
"Oh we are going to have such fun," he hissed, as his fat body squeezed through the seats.
That night on the way home as soon as Sabrina got off he made me stand next to him. His fingers ran up my legs and up my skirt. How the hell was I going to put up with this for the next 7 weeks!
I was now being tormented by Becky, about my lack of a 'fuck buddy'. She became aggressive towards me and I broke down in tears. I knew deep down I was going to have to do something drastic. I needed regular sex with someone if I was ever going to have a proper relationship with my husband. The only boy that I really fancied was Sean and he was going out with Della. Another night passed and as I sat up in bed the next morning I again felt at odds with myself. Why did the sound of Jim and Becky fucking last night turn me on so much? I just listened to them wishing I could take his cock like his daughter could. It was another week before I made up my mind to go for Sean. I heard him arguing with Della and I suppose this was all the encouragement I needed. I waited another few days their relationship had definitely cooled. Della was even telling me now, that she was thinking of dumping him for another boy! The shy Della was gone, she now seemed to have gained confidence with the boys, and she was starting to get friendly with Sabrina and hung around with her at the weekends.
"So how are you and Della?"
Sean shrugged his shoulders, "She's off with Sabrina to a festival this weekend. She seems to be getting in with her. I know she paid for Sabrina to go and I don't like her. I suppose you heard it all before?"
"So what are you up to the weekend?"
He shrugged his shoulders again.
"Look why don't we do something together?" I asked in hope.
He gave me a quizzical stare.
"Sean please I haven't got many real friends here."
"Oh and what about what happened with Zack?" he asked, kicking a stone across the playground.
"Can't you just forget about that?" I said, realising I sounded like a complete bitch.
"I don't know Becky; I'm still going out with Della."
We walked round the corner of the school, where I had my encounter with Tommy and his mates. I looked around to make sure we were alone.
"Sean if I could turn the clock back I would," I said, thinking to myself in more ways that one.
"I don't know I like Della I don't want to hurt her."
"OK then we won't have to tell her."
I was expecting a torrent of abuse but it didn't happen. So I pushed him a little further.
"I've seen you looking at me Sean; you do still fancy me don't you?"
We stood facing each other. My heart was pounding hard hoping he wouldn't turn me down.
"Yeah but after what you did with Zack. God Becky you are like two different girls."
"What do you mean?" I said, snapping rather.
"Well you looked so frightened when you started here, but now you have changed so much. Hell do you know what they all call you?"
I swallowed not wanting to hear this.
"Blowjob Becky, I mean fucking hell."
