Victim: Start masturbating, yourself
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| - | You look down at your lap and swallow, embarrassed by the buzz of fear and excitement you | + | You look down at your lap and swallow, embarrassed by the buzz of fear and excitement you just felt. |
| - | His cock | + | His cock is huge and pulsing, his expression one of pure enrapture. You wonder what it would feel like to have it in... |
Out of habit, your hands drift to you small breasts, fingers moving in circles around your nipples. You shiver, visualize the man behind you, orgasming into your face and hair, shoving himself between your lips and jerking into your mouth. | Out of habit, your hands drift to you small breasts, fingers moving in circles around your nipples. You shiver, visualize the man behind you, orgasming into your face and hair, shoving himself between your lips and jerking into your mouth. | ||
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You wet your lips and your legs spread apart, one of your hands dancing down your stomach and hips, massaging your thighs and sex against the soft material of your skirt, your hands eventually working their way under it. | You wet your lips and your legs spread apart, one of your hands dancing down your stomach and hips, massaging your thighs and sex against the soft material of your skirt, your hands eventually working their way under it. | ||
| - | You throw your head back and moan, pinching your nipples and finding your panties, you close | + | You throw your head back and moan, pinching your nipples and finding your panties, you close your eyes and deeply visualize that man's cock, pressing into yourself slightly. |
| - | But suddenly the | + | But suddenly the bus slams into the road, courtesy of a nasty pothole. Everyone is shaken as the bus thrusts onwards. |
You blink a few times, your heart racing, calming slightly– you become aware of a distinct dampness in your panties. | You blink a few times, your heart racing, calming slightly– you become aware of a distinct dampness in your panties. | ||
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*[[Victim: Look back. ]] | *[[Victim: Look back. ]] | ||
*[[Victim: Try to continue discreetly. ]] | *[[Victim: Try to continue discreetly. ]] | ||
| + | {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}} | ||
| + | [[Category:Victim|Start masturbating, yourself]] | ||
Current revision as of 01:54, 19 November 2008
You look down at your lap and swallow, embarrassed by the buzz of fear and excitement you just felt.
His cock is huge and pulsing, his expression one of pure enrapture. You wonder what it would feel like to have it in...
Out of habit, your hands drift to you small breasts, fingers moving in circles around your nipples. You shiver, visualize the man behind you, orgasming into your face and hair, shoving himself between your lips and jerking into your mouth.
You wet your lips and your legs spread apart, one of your hands dancing down your stomach and hips, massaging your thighs and sex against the soft material of your skirt, your hands eventually working their way under it.
You throw your head back and moan, pinching your nipples and finding your panties, you close your eyes and deeply visualize that man's cock, pressing into yourself slightly.
But suddenly the bus slams into the road, courtesy of a nasty pothole. Everyone is shaken as the bus thrusts onwards.
You blink a few times, your heart racing, calming slightly– you become aware of a distinct dampness in your panties.
Do you dare:
- Victim: Look around and hope no one just saw that...
- Victim: Slink back deeply into your seat.
- Victim: Look back.
- Victim: Try to continue discreetly.
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| Gender | Female | <- Equipment -> | |
| Age | 14 | Nothing | |
