As the bus came to a stop outside the school, Jennifer realised she was quite aroused. Her panties and inner thighs were damp. She’d have to go to the toilet and fix herself up.
“Wait up.” Susan said as Jenny walked straight into the school after exiting the bus. Susan power walked after her friend through the school and to one of the toilets.
Jennifer locked the cubicle behind her and pulled her panties down and sat on the toilet to relieve herself. She finished up and reached a hand down to rub herself a bit to ease the arousal slightly, but was surprised to find her hand was pushed away from her vagina by some invisible force. She tried again, and again, using both hands. But it was useless, like some reverse-gravity force was projected out from her vagina. She started to panic, pulling up her panties and exiting the stall to wash her hands. She almost fell over as her arousal grew more and more intense, before fading a little but not disappearing.
“What’s wrong?” Susan asked, noticing jens face flush red while she washed her hands.
“Uh, nothing. It’s okay now.” Jen answered.
They left the toilet and began the walk to their first class. As they turned down a corridor and proceeded to the other end of it, Jen noticed her arousal increasing with every step. They passed a group of younger students halfway down the corridor, and Susan had to support Jen when she nearly fell over while passing them.
As they got further away from that group of students, Jenny got her strength back and didn’t need Susan’s help anymore.
All day Jennifer was teased by her pussy. She would get more aroused, then it would fade. Then increase, then fade again. She was quite frustrated by the end of the day.
As soon as the last bell rang out, Jen left for the football field. She found her boyfriend on the sidelines, getting ready for football training. She grabbed him and kissed him passionately for what seemed like several minutes.
“Whoa, Jen. What are you doing?” Dave asked. “You know that was our one chance. And you wasted it on a kiss?”
“What do you mean ‘our one chance’?” Jennifer asked, confused.
“Jen, you know that you can only do one sex thing with each person.”Dave said. “I thought you wanted our one time to be your first time?”
“What are you talking about?” Jen demanded. “I could use a hand though, if you know what I mean.
Dave shot his hand down to jens crotch, and they both watched it get deflected.
“I guess that’s it!” Dave said. “It’s over for us now.”
Dave walked away, leaving a very aroused and frustrated and confused Jennifer behind.
Jen left the field and went to her locker. Her arousal increased the closer she got to her locker. Some younger male student was leaning against the wall opposite jens locker, playing on his phone.
Jen struggled to stay upright as her pussy leaked it’s juice down through her panties and down her thighs. She opened her locker and noticed an envelope sitting on the top of her books. She put it in her bag and left the school. She noticed the younger male student followed her outside to the front of the school and stopped as she continued to catch her bus. As she got closer to the bus, her arousal lessened but still did not disappear entirely.
Jen got home and slumped on the lounge, fishing the envelope out of her bag. She opened it, reading the letter.
It said that if she wanted to touch her pussy again, she would have to follow some very simple instructions. 1: she was not to wear underwear the next day. 2: now single, she would not try to engage in sexual contact with anyone until after school the next day. 3: she would answer her phone when it rang at 5 o’clock.
Jennifer impatiently waited for 5 o’clock to roll around and pounced on the phone when it rang...