getDare Truth or Dare - Fiction: ✖✖ The Tomboy ✖

5. Business

‘You want me to what?’

‘Masturbate,’ Katie said. ‘Over me. Now. Let me hear you moan.’

As if to get me started, Katie thrust her chest further forward, her hands gripping her breasts, massaging them through the bikini top. she closed her eyes, parting her lips to suck in a quiet gasp, pleasure shining clearly across her face.

‘Just imagine these are your hands,’ Katie murmured softly. ‘Imagine it’s you doing this to me.’

With that last, Katie’s fingers closed in to pinch her nipples through her top, her fingers twisting them. She slowly opened her eyes, letting out a little moan.

It was just the tiniest of moans, almost silent, but it was more than enough to get me started.

Red faced and wondering when the air of the bus had become so hot, I reached down and unfastened the top button of my baggy jeans.

Katie watched every move I made, yet her eyes looked oddly unfocused as she continued to play with her nipples through her bikini top.

Another button unfastened. Almost enough for me to get my fingers in easily. It had to be enough to allow Katie to see the childish blue and white striped panties I had on beneath.

‘Good girl,’ Katie whispered.

“Good girl.” Sarah had said that to me, too. I decided I really liked hearing it.

My skin prickled with heat all along my shoulders and down my arms. Short of breath, I undid the last two buttons of my jeans, pulling the fly wide open. With my eyes locked on Katie’s, I moved one hand to the waistband of my panties, and then found my way down beneath it.

As I slid my way down through the soft mess of dark curls beneath, I found myself wondering what Katie’s pubic hair looked like. Was it dark like mine, or as pale as her eyebrows, a silky blonde treat? I wondered if I’d ever get to see for myself.

Soon, I promised myself. I’ll dare her to flash her pussy, or something. Somehow, I don’t care how. I have to see.

I slid my fingers further down, leaning back in my seat for easier access, thrusting my hips up at Katie slightly. I shuddered as I traced fingertip lines over my lower lips, not daring to touch my clit just yet. But my lips were wet with my juices, and as my fingers slid back up through my slit, I knew I couldn’t keep myself from the pleasure for long. I looked back up at Katie, staving off the moment.

Katie was watching me with wide eyes, her fingers frozen gripping her nipples tight. She was so beautiful that I felt like I’d explode. I wanted to. I wanted to rub my clit fast and orgasm screaming her name. Katie, in turn, looked as if she were about to jump over the seat and maul me. The expression on her face could definitely only be described as hungry. It was as if we’d both forgotten that we were on a bus in the middle of the day. It was lucky that there were no other passengers aboard to see what we were up to, to see the way she licked her lips, the way I bit mine as I looked up at her.

My fingers trailed their way back up, two shifting the hood of my clit to allow my middle finger to slide right over my super sensitive button directly.

Sensation screamed through me, jolting electric down through my thighs, climbing fire up through my belly. I sucked in a quick breath as the pleasure coursed through my body, then before I could even think to stop myself, I let out a low moan.

‘That’s what I wanted to hear,’ Katie practically purred. ‘Keep going.’

I wasn’t too sure how much I could keep rubbing and keep myself quiet, but the time for sensible decisions was long since past. I began rubbing slow circles on my clit, letting go of the hood to help dull the sensation just a little - I was way too sensitive to be rubbing it directly - pressing myself back against the seat, my head lolled back.

I was having trouble focusing on Katie watching me; all of my attention was being consumed with the fuzzy warmth of her presence and the thrill of desire and pleasure coursing through me. My eyes did at least manage to register her reassuring smile, prompting me on. I bit down hard on my bottom lip, panting for breath as I played with myself for this amazing girl.

As I began to rub my clit faster, Katie suddenly looked up and away from me, peering out the window. The sudden movement broke through the haze of pleasure clouding my mind, and her next words shattered it.

‘This is our stop,’ Katie said, grinning at me. ‘Button up fast!’

She hopped up to her feet and pressed the buzzer to notify the driver we needed to get off, and was already walking down the aisle to the door before I’d even gotten my jeans buttoned up.

My clothes felt incredibly restricting as I hurried up the aisle after her, too tight and hot, damp with sweat and pussy juices. Red faced and feeling far too inconspicuous - even though Katie was the one now only in a bikini top - I mumbled my thanks to the driver and rushed off the bus behind Katie, eager to get out into the open air.