"That creep! What the hell is wrong with him! A curse! Haha stop making me laugh!" I found my socks and panties and put them on so I could head downstairs. As I ran downstairs I heard the schoolbus stop in front of the house so I ran to the bus. As I entered the bus I looked around for that creep Kyle, but I could not find him. The creep must be at home jerking off. I took my seat next to my best friend Heather. I told her what Kyle did this morning and we both laughed it off.
As I was talking to Heather I started to feel the vibrations of the bus. It was pleasant and I could feel my vagina getting a bit moist as I talked about the things Kyle said to me. It was sort of turning me on.
"Jen? Jen!?" Heather came in focus. "Are you allright? You zoned off a bit" Heather asked as she looked at me concerned. I told Heather I'm allright while my face turned beet red. And as soon as the bus stopped at our school I hurried out. Not wanting to think about it anymore. And needing the fresh air and be away from the far to pleasant vibrations. Though, as I ran, I could feel my now moist lips lubing up each other.
My panties were sticking to my wet lips and rubbing my inner thighs as I walked up to the bathroom. I found a stall and pulled up my dress and pulled down my panties. A string of my juices sticked to my panties until the string snapped and a drop fell on the floor between my feet. The cool air hit my moist lips as I got a piece of toilet paper and wiped the fluid of my labia. A moan escaped my lips as I was hit by sensations coming from my vagina. It felt so good. I just had to keep touching myself.
I took my dress off, over my head and hung it to the stall door together with my bra. As my bra rubbed my nipples I again almost came and another moan escaped my lips. Soon I found myself on my knees in the stall fingering myself with my left hand and massaging my breasts with my right. My D cup breasts slapping against each other as they hung from my chest. I tried to be as quiet as possible but it was getting harder and harder. Moans kept escaping my lips while I was building to the best orgasm in my life. But my body was also producing noises of its own as my fingers in my wet vagina made wet fapping and slurping noises and my breasts slapped against my body. I found myself face down in the stall, my breasts pressed against the floor and my ass in the air while my left hand kept pounding my wet pussy.
I could not care anymore about how I was making the floor wet with my juices dripping down my hands ons my legs to the floor. At the moment the bell rang, I came. Hard. I bit hard so no sound escaped me. "HNNNggggfff" as my body shaked to the waves of pleasure.
My pussy contracted and more juice spilled out of it. As it did I could feel weight shifting in my breasts. I still could not move as juices kept flowing out of my pussy and I was hit by numerous waves of pleasure. My right hand was still pressed to my breast and I could feel it deflating. My breasts were shrinking as my pussy was pulsing juices. 'O my god! The curse is real' I thought. As my vagina kept pulsing I felt the breast in my right hand shrinking. Almost until I could only feel a little bump of my breast I could move again. The orgasm subsided and I stood up. My hair was a mess and I was sticky all over. Also the smell suddenly hit me in the face. The musky smell of sex and sweat. 'I have to get out of here' I said to myself.