Part 3 Aye Chris, we back here! My boy Dustin yelled at me from the last seat of the bus. I had every intention on chilling with him and Rodney after school but the way my hormones set up, I didnt feel like being around no hard legs. I was tryna smell some cat. Im good yo, Im good.. I signaled back with my right hand in the air. Who knew this would be the first day, of the best/worst days of my life. I sat down next to Chardee with a sense of confusion and dismissal emotions. Chardee was too damn pretty. She has dusty, reddish-brown hair, some cute dimples, and some soft ass caramel skin. Her eyes are really mysterious and look like they have a major story to tell. Her breast werent very large, but they looked nice enough to suck on. I needed some of that, hell, I needed all of that shit. She rolled her eyes on the slick. Chris who told you to sit by me, you know Brittany gon snap on you. So ugh, move. Chardee said while snapping her neck and smiling at the same time. Chill ma, chill.. Im trying to get to know you. I responded to her while licking my lips like Id seen LL Cool J do. Ma? Nigga I aint ya ma.. Now get your little musty ass up boy before you get your feelings hurt. She snapped back, with an attitude yet flirtatious tone. One thing was for sure, if I was feeling Chardee there was no telling how many older guys were feeling her too and had possibly already hit. But that didnt stop my hustle. I was determined to get a taste. Ight, ight cool.. But hold up, whats that smell though? You smell it? I asked with my nose stuck in the air. She looked around with a hazy look on her face. Her eyes darting back and forth like she was nervous about something. What smell? She asked with concern, as Ms. Phyllis pressed the gas and the bus pulled off from the schools parking lot. I dont know it smells good as hell though.. I said while sniffing around her body like a damn dog. She smiled and began to blush, and poking her chest out so her breast could appear larger than they actually were. Aha, oh it smells good huh? She asked in a flirtatious tone. I acknowledged her effort. And began to stare like she wanted me to. What does it smell like, where is it coming from? She asked. Let me see... I began maneuvering my head all around her body. Tickling her from the soft touch of my lips and nose. Right here... I whispered so that the warmth from my breath would hit the shaft of her neck. I kissed her neck lightly, as her slim body went into a miniature shock. She let out a small moan. Boy stop... You so crazy.. Move Chris. Move na. She whispered while chills ran down her arms. What am I doing? I whispered lighting directly into her ear. You really want me to stop, Im just talking to you.. I said with a deep voice, still attempting to whisper. No, dont stop.. She said quivering her body from head to toe. I could see the chills running up and down her arms. The bus made its first stop. Her stop. Look, I gotta go... She began to stand up from her seat, then grabbed my right hand and ran it up her skirt. I felt the lining of her panties and my dick got hard as a rock. It was so warm and moist. I closed my eyes and took a quick mental note of how this didnt even compare to jacking off. I felt the tip of my dick poking through the hole in my boxers. Huuuhhh? I began to stutter as I snapped out of my satisfying daydream. You coming? She asked while walking down the aisle to exit the bus. Yyeayeahh.. I said while following her perfect little ass with my eyes. I stood up, dick was standing at full attention. Chris! Where you going bruh?! My homeboy Rodney yelled from the back of the bus. Imma holla at you in a min bruh! I shouted back, eager to get a small sample of whatever Chardee had to offer. Mann, nigga, bros before hoes! He shouted back. Not today nigga! I yelled back, giggling because I was about to find out -The Power Of The Pussy.
Posted on: Sun, 07 Dec 2014 14:05:29 +0000
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