Fate/Board/Johnson/Bus
From Create Your Own Story
And so you two look for an unlocked bus. To your luck, the second one was left ajar.
You guide him all the way to the back and put him on the window seat. Before he makes another bad performance, you quiet him with your finger.
"Enough talking," you demand. "Teach me, teacher."
Mr. Johnson nods. He promptly starts massaging your left breast and leans in to kiss you. His lips open, yours follow suit, and once again you are kissing. You break away for a second so you can guide your hand into his pants and begin jacking him off from the inside of them nice and slow. He lets out an exasperated sigh but you refuse to pick up the pace.
Eventually he unbuttons his pants, giving his member some room to breath. As you see his penis for the first time, all you can think how strange, yet delicious, it looks. Caving to your curiosity and desire you dip your head down and lick it gently. And again. And again. Then once more. The taste is uncanny, a strange one that you could hardly call delicious, but loved none the less.
You decided to be brave and open your mouth to try a suck, you hear him pant as you do. You fit the whole head in and feel its spongy, moist texture precum leaking from it. Mr .Johnson places his hand against the back of your head and gently strokes your hair as you begin to bob up and down.
You stop after a time.
"That is enough of that, I think." You see the man's disappointed face before telling him, "it's time for something new." This lit up his face and you see the delightful smirk. You take off your panties under your short skirt and place them in his mouth, but then the bus engine starts revving up.
You look out the window to see students in line for the the bus and a couple are already filling seats in. From the looks of things either no one has caught on to your game (no one at this school goes to the back for some odd reason) or those who have seen you are too embarrassed to look you in the eye. In any case, you're still incognito at the moment.
"Field trip," Mr. Johnson whispers, already trying too hard to cover his giant body behind the backseat.
Alas, your adventure is faced with a choice.
So you:
