Summer Teen Fever

The bell finally rang and the school year was over. Aimee shoved her papers into her book-bag, said goodbye to her middle school teacher and quickly tried to find her best friend Julie in the hallway. There were papers all over the floor as a locker clean-up had just taken place. As she examined the faces of the scurrying students, a new 8th grade boy she recognized, as having just moved in . . . down her street winked at her and wiggled his finger for her to join him at the locker.

“Aimee? Am I gonna get to see you this summer,” he asked looking at her face, but allowing his eyes to travel down to her developing pair of titties. Aimee did not have much experience with boys and since this particular guy was older than her, she was both excited at his attention but secretly aroused at meeting him for the first time face-to-face. He had brown hair, blue eyes and was wearing a muscle T-shirt, which allowed her to see his muscular frame.

He continued to talk about the end of the school year and that he was so excited about going on to high school in the fall. As she carefully listened to him, others kept flying past them in the excited hallway and it created a dream-like atmosphere for her. Finally, there was a pause and she got up the courage to say something.

“I am so embarrassed, but I don’t even know your name,” she admitted.

“It’s Cory . . .Cory Armstrong . . . I just moved down the street from you. Sorry . . . I didn’t even introduce myself.” Aimee liked the sparkle in his eyes as he was talking.

“Sure . . .maybe we can get together . . . I’d like that very much,” she said nervously. “Are you taking the bus?” she asked hopefully, wanting to sit next to this truly HOT guy.

“Naw, my neighbor is picking me up and dropping me off at home. Can we like hook-up this afternoon at my house? My parents won’t be home until dinner . . . unless you got plans or something?” This was going much faster than Aimee could handle.

“Uhhhhh . . . I’m supposed to be over at my friend Julie’s house . . .but maybe . . . if I . . . ”

“Bring her over too if you want . . .I’d love to check you both out,” he said with a big grin on his face. What did he mean by that, she thought? Kinda weird but he is so handsome! She suddenly looked downward and noticed the front of his shorts bulging outwards. His voice brought her back to reality.

“Can you talk to her?” he asked, absent-mindedly rearranging his aroused cock so that it wouldn’t stick out so far. When he realized where her eyes were looking, he circled his fingers around his thick shaft and slowly moved it upward and then let go, hoping she would see his state of arousal. Aimee couldn’t believe this boy was touching himself in front of her.

“Let me find her and I’ll let you know . . .”

“What’s your cell number?” he asked looking at the clock above the pair.

“I’ll give you HER number and you can call me there.” He opened up his locker and grabbing his phone, he flipped to the contact list.

“Shoot,” he said, again watching her newly spiked nipples poke out the thin white top she was wearing. She couldn’t believe what he was looking at. All she had . . . was a pair of apple sized titties . . . nothing compared to those 8th grade girls who had woman-sized boobs.

“555 . . .264 . . .1793 . . . got it?” she asked watching him write numbers on his hand.

“Yup, now give me a big hug and I’ll see you guys this afternoon,” he said slipping his phone into the back of his pants and opening up his arms. Aimee wasn’t ready for what followed . . . as he circled his arms around her waist and pulled her close. Without thinking she followed his lead and did the same thing back, pulling him even closer to her. The first thing she felt was the rock-hard tip of his excited cock pushing up against her tummy.

He was almost a foot taller than she was, so his slippery shaft moved past her belly button upwards towards the base of her budding tits. She felt his hands grasp her ass and begin to manipulate her cute little tight cheeks. At the same time, he deliberately stood up on his tiptoes and moved his cock up until it was touching her titties. How he was able to move that shaft back and forth against her breasts and stiff nipples she had no idea . . .but as a result, her moist pussy began to leak with excitement.

She dropped her hands from his waist and mirrored his hand motions, feeling his ass the same way he was doing. Her heart began to beat much faster when she realized this guy wasn’t even wearing ANYTHING underneath those silky shorts. No wonder she could feel his almost bare cock against her titties just like they were naked in the shower.

“Gotta run Aimee . . . can’t wait to finally check you guys out,” he said, breaking their embrace, leaning down and grabbing his backpack and heading down the hallway. As Aimee watched him leave . . . Julie came running up towards her.

“AIMEE! Let’s go, the bus is going to leave us!” said Julie with a concerned look on her face. Aimee reached down, and picked up her books and other items she didn’t even remember placing on the floor. As she dipped over, Julie was able to look down her friend’s top, right at the light pink bare nipples that were so strangely stiff. Her breasts were developing as well and she was amazed at how similar Aimee’s titties were as compared to her own. She secretly wanted to explore her friends titties sometime but little did she know . . . it would happen in just an hour or so.

“Boy do I have a lot to tell you . . .let’s go,” said Aimee as the two girls scampered towards the entry door to the school. As they got on the bus, the only two seats left were directly behind Jason the bus driver. He looked in the rear view mirror to make sure things were clear, shut the bus door and pressed the accelerator. The school year was over and a rather naughty summer was about to begin.

A Wild Ride Home From School

Aimee leaned over towards Julie to whisper in her ear. She didn’t want anyone to hear what she was saying. Neither of the girls noticed Jason as he moved one of his mirrors so that he could look at the girls directly behind him. He knew they were around 14 or 15 years old and loved watching their developing titties as the bus went down a bumpy road. He soon realized neither girl was wearing a bra and the vibration of the bus or maybe what they were whispering about to each other was causing four spiked nipples to protrude from their young chests.

He glanced over his shoulder at the opposite seat making sure the students couldn’t see him pull down his zipper and carefully ease out his long 8″ cock. He looked at a second mirror and was assured the rest of the kids on the bus were loudly talking about the end of the school year. He slowly licked the palm of his right hand several times and then placed it directly on the head of his cock. The slippery sensation was what he longed for as he began to manipulate his shaft through the tight hole he had created in his hand as he watched the girls huddle together and talk.

As he looked ahead, he knew he had a few minutes to hopefully get off, if he were lucky before being caught by students leaving the bus. Aimee and Julie were at a 45-degree angles to each other as he examined the mirror pointing at them. The two girl’s titties began to touch each other, almost as if he had willed it to happen. Aimee was deeply involved in her explanation of what had just happened by her locker, so she didn’t really pay much attention to her apple-sized breasts touching her friend’s titties.

What neither Aimee nor Jason realized was that Julie was still excited about seeing her friend’s bare chest and it was she who had initiated the contact. When Julie was finally able to feel Aimee’s nipple rub against her own, she thought she was going to cum right there on the seat. As Jason watched the action behind him, he began to squeeze his shaft tightly as his cum began to collect inside his balls knowing he would have to aim his orgasm downwards or the girls might be showered with his load . . . which actually was a rather exciting thought.

Aimee soon got tired of whispering in her friend’s ear, and about at that point realized her breasts were rubbing up against Julie’s, and she turned slightly . . . not wanting to cause any attention. For a brief second she observed her friends erect buds and was surprised they were so stiff.

“I don’t have to whisper . . . everyone is all wild and stuff.” She looked at everyone gossiping and then at the bus driver who seemed safely preoccupied as she elected to continue her conversation out loud.

“Anyways . . .his thingy is like sticking out like a mile and he says . . . ‘How bout a hug’? said Aimee.

“So what did you do?” asked Julie getting excited by what she was hearing . . .not to mention having just felt her friend’s nipples against her own stiff buds.

“Well . . . he opened up his arms and pulled me close and put his hand on my waist.”

“So did you hug back?” asked Julie suddenly preoccupied by a quick image in one of the bus driver’s mirrors.

“Hell yes . . .it was great . . .but that huge thingy of his was like poking against my stomach and he was like rubbing it against me? It was soooo wild!” said Aimee. Julie suddenly realized what was happening . . .and with her friend telling an erotic tale of her own, she tentatively placed her hand in between her legs attempting not to draw attention but wanting to rub that special spot that was now itching for attention.

“So did he keep rubbing his cock . . .” she said suddenly being cut off by Aimee.

“Julie . . .that’s so nasty!” said Aimee.

“But guys like girls calling it a cock. My brother told me that a few days ago. That’s what they call it . . . a COCK.” Julie had an ulterior motive in mind as she knew the bus driver was jerking off in front of them. She remembered more of that conversation she had with her brother and remembered that guys loved to hear girls talk dirty.

“Alright . . . he kept rubbing his cock all over my stomach but then I felt him stand up on his tiptoes . . . I couldn’t believe it!”

“Why did he do that . . .he’s already taller than you are . . . isn’t he?”

“I think he wanted to touch my boobs with his . . . uh . . . cock,” she said nervously.

“You are kidding me . . .he actually rubbed his big long cock all over your tits! Shit, how did that feel?” asked Julie wiggling her middle finger across her clit and loving how she was feeling inside. She knew her nipples were poking out even more than before as she quickly glanced down.

“I was kinda scared . . .but to tell the truth . . .it felt great. He kept moving from one tittie to the other and my buds were all like tingly. I can’t believe I am telling you this!” And neither could Jason who was going to erupt at any moment. He wasn’t aware that Julie knew what he was doing but to hear Aimee tell her story was one of the most erotic experiences he had ever had. To think a 14 or 15-year-old girl is doing that kinda stuff.

“So Aimee . . .I’m dying to know . . . did he make you touch his cock with your hand?”

“Hell no . . . in the hallways? Not a chance .