Get out!

Julie practically jumped out of the bus. She was finally in an environment at least somewhat familiar to her so she knew where to go. The bus stop was situated on the side of a main road leading out of the city, with a thin strip of forest on this side and a mishmash of businesses and hotels on the other. Her own hostel was on the latter side as well, but Julie first ran into the bushes on her side to take some much-needed cover and a moment of privacy following relentless exposure in front of a literal bus full of people.

The low shrubs and bushes slashes her bare legs but she was **** enough to rush through the pain. Once across the barrier she dropped down into the cool grass, hiding herself from view of the road. It was not too busy at the moment, but there were still a couple of cars passing by every minute. Julie rolled unto her back and finally stopped covering her rock-hard nipples. The grass tickled her all over and she was still breathing heavily from sheer overwhelming embarrassment and excitement all at once.

She was not "home" quite yet, but for now she wanted a breather. As she was lying there on the damp ground, she thought of her next move. It was late, but not quite so late that people in a hostel like hers would be asleep just yet. She had learned this night her decision-making was dubious at best when she was as horny as this, so she figured it might be best to just get herself off now. You know, just to clear her head and make sure she would not humiliate herself further, especially in front of people who she had already told her name.

Lying on her back, the road only a couple meters behind her, Julie spread her shaky legs. Touching herself felt real fucking good, but nowhere close to how it had felt when others were touching her, or forcing her to cum with a vibrator. However, at this stage, any relief was welcome. She pushed her ring and middle finger inside herself. Once inside she curved them up slightly and began to fingerfuck herself. Her wet pussy offered no resistance as her fingers slid in and out, faster and faster. She was going at it hard, completely lost in her own world. She felt like she was about to cum for minutes, the noise of passing cars only exciting her further. Her arm grew sore when she started to feel really, really close. She made a lot of noise herself, but just as she finally was about to orgasm, another bus pulled up to the stop right behind her.

Julie froze, her fingers still inside herself, and listened. A few passengers got off the bus. They spoke English, but were clearly drunk and not native speakers so they were a little difficult to understand. Julie, frustrated, pulled her hand from her vagina and rolled closer up against the bushes to hide. Even the rubbing of her wet thighs stimulated her more, but not enough to actually let her cum.

It seemed like they were about to wander off, when suddenly two of them began walking through the bushes. With nowhere to go, Julie shot up right in front of them. They were understandably startled, two guys halfway unzipping their pants and about to take a leak in the bushes now faced with the sudden appearance of a flustered naked girl. Julie offered them no second look and began crossing the bushes, and then the road. She was lucky she did not get hit, but quickly made her way across and unto an empty parking lot.

She was now fully streaking across this open space, but her hostel was just down the wide alley. She could already see the neon red sign. She made it to the building without any further trouble, but could already hear the music and chatter of the other guests. She would have to barge through the lively lounge area before escaping to her coed room, where others might still be awake to watch her enter. Would anyone intercept her?

Julie stood with her arms tucked in front of her chest and her body pressed against the white wall so she could just about poke her head around the corner. The hostel had an open patio with a few tables and lounge chairs. Tall wooden posts held up netting and tacky "holiday"-themed decorations like plastic flamingos and beach items. As predicted, the patio was full with rowdy drunken patrons. The only way in was right through the middle, into the lobby and up the stairs.

Julie had been humiliated so much already. Being naked in front of all these people still frightened her anyway. There were a couple of extra good reasons too. First of all, they were all around her age. Secondly, she would have to face them again and again over the course of her stay. And third, they would be sleeping in the room with her.