by Don Scott
"Sorry," she said, jumping through the bus door, trying to hold her blouse closed. "I got up a little late this morning and haven't had time to finish dressing."
The driver said nothing as Justine walked to the back of the bus and sat in the rear seat.
Everyone on the bus watched Justine, though nobody, with the exception of Nick and Tony, knew what she'd just done.
CHAPTER FIVE
Justine sat down on the two-person bus seat, a smile playing with her lips. Every student on the bus had gawked at her as she walked down the narrow aisle on the bus to the rear seat, clutching her blouse together to hide her big tits as much as possible. She sat near the window. Nick slid in beside her quickly. Tony was sitting in the seat directly in front of them.
"This is going to be a weird day," Justine whispered to Nick.
She released her blouse and her tits sprang free, the areolas still darkened, the nipples still hard. She slipped her feet into her jogging shoes and laced them quickly, then rolled the bottom of her blouse up to tie it together between her tits.
"I thought you were going to take care of me, too," Nick said accusingly.
"I will. I will."
Justine looked at Nick. He was so horny all he could do was keep this sorrowful expression on his face. It made Justine smile with sympathy.
"When?" he asked, feeling like he'd just missed out on something truly special.
Across the aisle sat two boys Justine knew. They were okay kids, but nothing that she was interested in fucking or sucking. If she did anything with Nick's prick, they'd see what she was doing.
The big-titted girl studied the other boys as she tied her blouse together, knotting it halter-fashion. The billowing swells of her tits pushed the shirt out, her tits succulent to look at.
"Right now," Justine said suddenly, a tone of defiance showing plainly through.
She slipped off the seat, curling her naked legs beneath her, cramped down between the seat and the back of the seat in front of her. She fiddled with Nick's pants a moment before he helped her take his prick out.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," she murmured.
By the time Nick had his cock out, Justine realized he would have to sit almost in the aisle for her to give him a blow-job. She quickly decided that it would be better if she was partially in the aisle rather than him.
"Move over," she hissed.
They switched positions, with Nick now sitting with his shoulder pressed against the side of the bus and Justine on the edge of the seat, her legs out in the aisle.
"You've got a nice cock," Justine whispered, wrapping her hand around the shaft of the boy's prick, which jutted out through the fly of his jeans.
"Suck me."
Justine stroked the cock slowly but firmly, watching the prick growing in her fist. Though Nick's cock wasn't quite as large as his brother's, it was still an oversized prick and would grow to a full, jaw-stretching nine inches long.
"This is one weird day," she mumbled, looking at the cockhead that flexed at the top of the cock.
Justine glanced toward the front of the bus. The driver didn't seem to be paying much attention to the rear of the bus. Only the two boys on the opposite side of the aisle, and Tony, could tell what she was about to do.
She bent over, her legs tumbling farther into the aisle, and kissed the spongy, warm head of Nick's cock. Instantly she felt the prickshaft throb in her fist, the pricktip almost leap against her lips.
By her estimation, she had fifteen minutes to suck on Nick's cock before they reached the school.
"Mmmmmmm!" she purred softly, kissing the pisshole, flicking her tongue against the small slit at the tip of the cockhead.
Nick's hands were all over her back, sometimes sliding around her body to squeeze a tit through her blouse. Justine stuck her tongue out, rotating her face to use the tip of her tongue against the cockhead. The taste of the boy's cockhead was that of youthful prick and fresh soap. She liked the flavor of a freshly-washed cock.
Dropping her face down, Justine allowed the cockhead to force her lips farther apart. She pushed her lips over the rim of the cockhead, then curled her tongue around the prickmeat in her mouth. As she drew a firm suction on Nick's cockhead, she felt other hands on her thighs and calves. She knew it was the boys across the aisle, and though Justine didn't really want them feeling her body, she didn't particularly mind it either.
Fuck it! Let 'em feel me if they want, she decided as she nibbled with her butter-soft lips on the end of Nick's meaty prick.
Leaning to her left, Justine used her right hand to stroke the warm, hard shaft of Nick's cock. She nodded her head over the prick, sucking the cockhead back and forth between her lips. Her slick, pink tongue curled around the cockhead, enticing it to grow larger, flicking here and there to tantalize the boy's fiery prick.
"Mmmmmmm!" Justine moaned, surprised at how horny she was getting again. The boys were feeling up Justine's legs, though nobody had shown enough courage yet to reach to the juncture of her full thighs to fondle her cunt through her cut-offs.
She sucked the cock into her mouth until the pricktip was pushing against the opening of her virgin throat. Holding as much of the cock in her mouth as she could, Justine rotated her face around the prick, allowing the cockhead to rub against her tonsils. "Ohhhhhhh! Baby! Sooooo good!" Nick whispered.
Nick reached for Justine's tits, but her right arm was in the way. Justine pulled her hand away from Nick's cock, resting her arm against her side to make it easier for him to fondle and squeeze her big tits.
"Mmmmmmm!" she slurped, dragging her tongue over the meaty cockhead, tasting a salty drop of pre-cum.
Nick's hands worked over her tits, pinching the nipples through her blouse. When he pushed his hand inside the blouse, Justine felt the knot tighten under the strain.
She brought her lips up and down over the cockhead and that part of the shaft that she could fit into her mouth. Sucking hungrily on the cock, Justine wished that she was in a different position, facing more toward Nick instead of being sideways to him. His cock, though quite large, was rather oval-shaped, being thicker from one side of the cock's shaft to the other than it was from the top to the bottom.
She held just the tip of the cockhead between her lips and flicked her tongue against the piss-hole. Pre-cum oozed onto her tongue, tantalizing her taste buds, making her cunt become warm and moist.
"Yesssss!" Nick whispered, pulling Justine's tit out of her blouse so he could pinch and roll the nipple between his thumb and fingertips.
Holding the cock as deeply in her mouth as she could, Justine shivered on the back seat of the school bus. The prick was throbbing hotly deep in her mouth, the cockhead flexing and pulsating against her tonsils. The boys across the aisle were running their hands over her creamy thighs and their fingers were almost touching her pussy, but not quite.
"Mmmmmmm!" Justine moaned passionately, shocked at how much she was enjoying giving a blow-job on a school bus.
She nodded over the cock, sucking it between her sweet lips, rolling her tongue around the cockhead. Nick's fingers caressed her back, shoulders, and the one tit that he'd pulled out of her halter top. The nipple was burning hot, sending deliciously satisfying tingles of delight rippling through her.
"You suck cock so welllllll!" Nick sighed.
She drew a harder suction on the cockhead to show how much she really did love giving blow-jobs. Justine bobbed her head quickly over the prick, whipping her lips back and forth over the rim of the cockhead, swirling her tongue constantly around and around the pricktip to make the cum sizzle to a boiling point inside Nick's big balls.
Justine felt that Nick might cum fairly soon, and wasn't quite ready to release his cock from her mouth yet. She still had a couple of minutes before they reached the high school, and she was determined to suck cock for as long as she possibly could.
"Easy... easy," she whispered, her lips nuzzling the tip of Nick's cockhead as she spoke.
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bsp; Justine tongued the head of the cock lightly, tenderly, easing up on the intense stimulation that she had been giving the prick earlier. She pulled her head up and looked at the cockhead and was surprised when she watched a drop of pre-cum form at Nick's pisshole. With a purr of ecstasy, she tongued off the pungent, delicious pre-cum.
"Nothing like this has ever happened on this bus before," one of the boys across the aisle said.
The boys were feeling up and down Justine's legs, sometimes grabbing her asscheeks to squeeze them through her cut-offs. They never reached directly between her legs to fondle her pussy, and Justine was wishing that they would but wouldn't tell them to. She didn't want to seem like she was ready to fuck and suck the entire world, even if she was giving a blow-job in the back seat of her school bus.
"I love your cock, Nick," she whispered, then she gulped the pricktip deep into her hot, moist mouth, sucking hungrily on the cock.
Her pink lips were stretched around the broad shaft of Nick's cock. She felt his cockhead rubbing against the roof of her mouth, pushing toward the opening of her throat.
Nick's fingers pressed deep into the firm tit that he'd tugged out of Justine's blouse. Spreading his fingers as far as he could, Nick still couldn't completely hold all of Justine's 38D-cup tit in his hand. He sighed softly, feeling incredibly confident, enjoying the fact that he had a beautiful classmate's mouth on his cock while some of his buddies watched him getting the blow-job.
"Mmmmmmmft!" Justine slurped, whipping her lips back and forth over the cockhead and shaft, sucking with more determination now.
She knew that she didn't have much time before they arrived at the school, and Justine didn't want to have to finish Nick off and swallow his cum when they were already in the parking lot.
She dropped down onto the cock, her face distorting with the thickness of Nick's prick, caving her cheeks in to create a spine-tingling suction on the fiery cock. Shivering with ecstasy, she spread her legs a little wider apart. Immediately a hand pressed into the apex of her thighs, forcing her jeans to rub against her tingling, moist cuntlips.
Hot, jolting waves of ecstasy twitched through Justine's curvaceous body as she filled her mouth with a hard cock. Her clit was glowing with desire, being rubbed against her cutoffs. For a moment she wondered whether she would cum again before deciding that she really didn't feel the desire to. Sucking on Nick's cock and swallowing his hot, salty load of cum would satisfy her enough... at least for the moment.
Justine sucked the cock into her mouth until the cockhead was pushing hard against the opening of her throat. She felt the pricktip throbbing hotly against her tonsils.
Nick was about to cum!
The big-titted brunette grabbed the shaft of his cock in her right fist and pounded on it furiously, holding the head of the prick against her tonsils the entire time.
"Awwwwww!" Nick growled as he felt his balls pull up between his thighs.
The eruptions of cum splattered against Justine's tonsils, washing down her throat. She nearly choked on the vast gooey river of cum that spewed out of his balls, jetting hotly from his cockhead.
Cum splashed against her tonsils and Justine's shoulders hunched as cum trickled down her throat.
She pulled up, keeping her lips wrapped around the shaft just behind the cockhead, and swallowed several times. As she swallowed the cum that was already in her throat, more cum washed over her tongue and against the roof of her mouth.
"Ohhhhhhh! Keep sucking," Nick whispered as his cum began to slow down.
Justine rolled her tongue around the cockhead, tasting the salty wad of cum as it trickled out of Nick's pisshole. She shivered, her legs twitching, feeling hands rubbing up and down her thighs, forcing her cut-offs to press against her erect, red-hot clit.
"Mmmmmmmm!" she moaned, squeezing the base of the cockshaft, working a final drop of cum out of Nick's pisshole.
"We're there," Nick said.
Justine sat upright in the seat quickly, one tit still billowing out of her blouse. She tucked the tit back in, smiling with satisfaction, the taste of cum strong in her mouth. The bus pulled to a stop in front of the school.
"Sorry, guys," Justine said to the boys who had felt her legs, pussy and asscheeks. "The show's over. Maybe another time I'll give you a little of the same treatment."
As Justine made her way out of the bus, she was thinking about Principal Summers. She had a meeting with him first thing, even before she went to her first class, and she had no idea what he was going to do to her.
"It's not fair," she mumbled to herself, trying to ignore the look of shock on her classmates' faces when they saw how she was dressed. "I didn't cheat, but I can't prove my innocence!"
CHAPTER SIX
Justine stepped out of Principal Summers' office, her mind in a whirl. Shannon Kensington, the other girl who had been accused of cheating on the test, waited for her turn to meet with the principal.
"He says you're supposed to go in now," Justine whispered. It was almost like she was in a trance. "I'll wait for you here."
The news that Principal Summers had given Justine wasn't encouraging.
She had been accused of cheating. Since there was no real way to prove or disprove her claim of innocence, Principal Summers, out of the goodness of his heart, was going to allow Justine one way of redeeming herself. If, by the end of class on Friday, Justine could find six people who would write letters to vouch for her good conduct and basic honest nature, she would be off free and clear. Her name would be as good as new. If she couldn't find six people who would write letters stating they felt she was an honest person, she'd receive a three-day suspension, and a failing grade for the class. That also meant she wouldn't be able to graduate with the rest of the seniors.
* * *
"So what did he say?" Justine asked Shannon as they walked down the hall. "Do you have to get the letters of reference?"
"Nope."
"What?" Justine couldn't believe her ears.
"He said he thought I was completely innocent of all charges." Shannon took a tube of lipstick out of her purse and applied it to her mouth. "He told me not to worry about a thing."
Suddenly the difference in Shannon's appearance struck Justine. "What happened to your lipstick? You had plenty on when you went into his office."
"I suppose it got rubbed off while I kissed him, or maybe when I was sucking his cock."
"You sucked him off?" Justine exclaimed, trying to keep her voice down so the other students wouldn't hear her as they walked.
"No, I just sucked on his cock for a while. Then I fucked him while he sat in his chair. He's hung like a bull. Never would have guessed it."
"All he said to me was that I shouldn't dress like this again," Justine said.
"That's because you didn't make the first move," Shannon said easily, taking for granted that giving blowjobs and fucking was the best way to get out of trouble. "You've got to take the initiative, Justine, or you're never going to get anywhere in this world."
* * *
Tom Krane was easily the most handsome teacher in school. He stood six-foot-four and was most noted for having a magnificent physique and a hairy chest. Justine and practically every other girl in school had a crush on him.
"Mr. Krane, could I talk to you privately sometime today?" Justine asked in an innocent tone of voice. She kept the smile from her mouth when she saw the way Tom was staring at her cleavage. "There's something important I have to talk to you about."
"Well... ah... sure, I suppose," the handsome teacher replied hesitantly. "I've got the next hour free. Would that be okay with you?"
"Yeah, that would be absolutely perfect," Justine replied.
Tom was the school's physical education teacher, as well as the coach for the boys' basketball and football teams.
They stepped into Tom's small, cramped office. Justine closed the door behind herself and checked quickly to see if the door had a lock on it. There wasn't a lock, but she decided to go thro
ugh with her plan anyway.
Ten minutes later, she had finished the bulk of her story. She needed a character reference written for Principal Summers stating that she wasn't the type of girl who would cheat on a test.
"And I'd be willing to prove to you how... grateful I can be, if you'd do me this one little favor."
Justine's eyes were lowered. She batted her eyelashes, then looked directly into Tom's face. Her hands came up and she gave the knot of her blouse a quick, short tug. The knot came loose, but the blouse kept her tits hidden from view.
"Wouldn't you like to help me, Mr. Krane? I'd be sooooo grateful."
Justine was standing while the teacher sat in the chair at his desk. She was leaning against the desk, looking down at him. When he reached up to brush her blouse away from her tits, she didn't do anything to stop him.
