"Yes, but first a dick has to go in. Go ahead and feel if you want. Put your finger in. Go ahead. I'm not shy, not anymore, not after what happened. I'm a slut, now. You can finger-fuck my cunt all you want. I don't care who knows or who sees, so if you have the balls, just do it. Just reach under my skirt and finger my pussy. I won't be wearing panties anymore, so it'll be easy."
Heather watched him enter her with a tentative finger. He said, "Wow, this is nifty neato. Are you sure you don't mind? Does it hurt?"
"Don't be silly. You could probably get your whole hand up inside. Go ahead and try. Get your hand all wet and push hard."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Babies come out through that hole.
A hand is nothing. Do it. Push hard. Harder! Force it in… ughhh… more… ahhh, yes, keep on. It's going in."
"Wow, Heather, it's in all the way. This has got to hurt."
"It isn't comfortable. Make a fist… ah, yes, that's better."
"Wow, this is super neato."
"Make it super neato for me. Move in and out like a dick fucking, not much, just sorta jab the back of my pussy… yeah, that's it, little punches."
"Wow, this is weird, neato but weird."
"Just fist fuck me and don't talk."
Heather closed her eyes and settled in for a leisurely fist fucking while picturing Spike mounted over her. It was a delicious sensation and the rumbling bus only added to it. Through several stops to disgorge students, Heather remained with her eyes closed. If anyone saw them, she wasn't aware. Each time the bus stopped, Harold pulled her skirt down and leaned across pretending to look out the window. When the bus started moving again, he pushed the skirt up higher than before, feeling freely with his free hand until he was freely feeling up under her top.
He felt both tits after unhooking the bra, then pushed the top into her arm pits so he could see what he was feeling.
Heather stopped thinking about Spike and thought about being thoroughly felt up and fist fucked on a school bus by a horny thirteen-year-old brainiac who was a year ahead of his peers scholastically but two behind on social skills, but catching up fast. He was more concerned about getting caught than she was, so she turned her body over to his most capable charge.
After riding with a hand up her snatch for fifteen minutes and ten stops, he stopped to say, "Our stop is coming up."
Heather opened her eyes, set her bra straight, pulled the top down, and said,
"You'd better pull out. We'd have a hard time walking like this, and you'd have a harder time carrying our books.
He was reluctant to pull out and didn't start until the bus began breaking for the stop. Heather winced and said, "Ugggh… ow! Shit! Pulling out is harder on me than putting it in. Are you making a fist?"
"Oh, yeah, sorry. Is that better?"
"Yes, you moron. Come on, get your fucking arm out of my twat. We're here."
They exited the bus and began the familiar four block walk to Heather's house.
Harold still couldn't believe what just happened but her vaginal wetness was drying on his hand and making the books hard to keep in place. He looked to her and said, "Wow, Heather, that was really something. Would you like to stop at my house so we can do it some more. My folks won't be home until six. It's just me and my kid brother. He hasn't ever seen a pussy either."
"You want to fuck me, don't you?"
"Who wouldn't."
"You'd like me to get all the way naked for you and your brother and let you stick your dicks in my cunt, ass, or mouth. That's what you really want, isn't it, Harold?"
"Sure, can we?"
"I'll think about it. Do you have a dog?"
"Yeah, we have two."
"Males?"
"One is."
"How big is his dick?"
"Pretty big. It's a lot bigger than mine, that's for sure. Why, would you do him, too?"
"Sure, why not."
"Wow, that would be neato. My dad would love to see that. He loves it when Ruff jumps on Mom or tries to lick her between the legs. He made her let Ruff be a house dog just so she has to deal with his doggie desires, which he seems to think is okay to vent on human females."
"It is okay."
"It's okay with Dad. Ruff sure likes her pussy and he knows where it is. He gets hardons a lot when Mom is around. Boy, she gets so embarrassed, especially when he jumps up and humps her. Sometimes, she can't get free and has to wait till he finishes. That's really neato because she gets creamed good and we get to see her panties and his dick poking her in the snatch, stuffing her panties up her crack. We've seen parts of a pussy-Mom's. Her pussy has lots of hair.
You can't hardly see anything but hair."
"Does she wear dresses at home?"
"That's all she wears. I never seen her in nothing else except for a robe."
"You know what I think. I think your father makes her wear dresses. Either that or she wears them to make Ruff horny. Any girl knows you don't wear a dress around a horny male dog unless you want his attention. A dog sees naked female legs, he knows there's pussy at the top. To a dog, pussy is pussy, and once they sample human pussy, they treat it like a pussy that's always in heat.
What's more, any woman that fucks a dog has a pussy in heat and wants the dog to know that."
"Could be, but my guess is Dad makes her wear the dresses. He's the boss. She does what he says. She seems to know Ruff thinks her pussy is in heat all the time. When he's not trying to fuck it, he's trying to sniff it or lick it. I don't think she likes that too much, not when we're all watching, and we're always watching."
"I should stop by sometime in a short skirt and no panties. I could show her how to take a licking from a horny dog. What would they do if I let him lick all he wanted to and had no panties on?"
"Dad wouldn't do anything but watch, and Mom wouldn't try to stop it on her own, not if Dad wanted to see.
You could do anything you wanted to do. You could fuck him or suck him or both.
You could get naked and stay naked. If Dad saw you naked, he'd want to fuck you. You'd like that, wouldn't you? He has a bigger dick than Ruff."
"So, your mom doesn't like being a bitch, huh? Mine does."
"I doubt it. She acts like she hates it, but she sure gets caught a lot in positions she can't break free from. I have my doubts. She's either getting caught on purpose or she's terribly stupid. She's not stupid about other things.