On Josie's face.

Zack groans and Natalie feels his cock jerk in her hand. Thinking fast, she pulls it away from her and aims it across the aisle, still stroking him. Zack lets out a guttural roar as he cums, white spunk spraying out of him and splattering onto Josie's hair and back. The Black girl moans and twitches as she feels the warm, sticky spray land on her.

Natalie is smiling triumphantly as she feels Zack's cock deflating in her hand, but her triumph is short-lived. "Yo, what the fuck?" Zack asks, turning to her in something of a daze.

"S-Sorry?"

"You can't just...jerk a guy off onto another guy's girl like that! That's so rude! You gotta at least ask!"

"Oh...sorry..." Nat stammers. "I just...she seemed to be enjoying it and you said she..."

"Sure, but what if Brad didn't want his girl getting pushed further by some other guy's jism?" Zack shakes his head in irritation. "You gotta ask the guy, babe. That's just polite."

"Sorry." She swallows. "S-Sorry, Brad."

"Hey, hey, no worries, a little more spunk won't hurt her. Probably." Brad smiles understandingly as he slips out of Josie's cunt and begins to put his pants back on. "She's gonna be pissed when she realizes she's got cum in her hair, though..." He sighs. "We'll work it out."

Minutes later, they're pulling up at the Bridge school. Nat waits as Brad and Josie make their way out. She's still a little cum-drunk, leaning on his arm and giggling stupidly, apparently unbothered by her complete lack of pants. Zack stands to go, then pauses and turns back to her.

"I mean, look, not that I haven't been dreaming of cumming on Josie's face since the last time I did it," he says to her in an undertone. "So like, thanks for that, I guess. But still! Total violation of the bro code. Not cool, Natalie. Not cool." He shakes his head. "Catch you around sometime. I'd still love to cum down your throat."

"Uh...yeah...sure," Nat mutters. He gives her a nod and wanders off the bus. She stands, gathers her stuff, and starts to head out when -

"Nat! Hey!!" She looks down the bus to see Anna waving her down. The petite girl watches her approach, wide-eyed. "I didn't think you made the bus! What were you doing way back there?!"

"Uhhh. It was the only open seat," Nat says with a frown.

"But you don't wanna sit in the back if you're aiming to go to college! Haven't you ever heard the saying 'Sluts do it in the rear?'"

"Oh." Nat frowns. "I mean, yeah, but I thought it was about - "

"Obviously it's also about getting ass-fucked, any slut is an all-holes girl, but it's about the bus! You dummy!" Anna glances over her, eyes narrowing. "Gotta say, you don't look fucked, though..."

{if Sluttery < 20}Nat shrugs. "Guess you just need to know how to handle yourself."{else}"Well...I wasn't. But there was a guy...there was a little bit of...y'know." Nat {if Virgin=True}blushes and {endif}makes a little jerk-off motion. Anna's eyes narrow.

"Ah. You didn't get it on you, did you?"

"No. At least not as much as I could avoid...there was, uh, a girl getting fucked back there, he came on her."

Anna's expression changes to one almost of respect. "Wow. Good thinking."

Nat shrugs. "Seemed obvious..."{endif}

"Wow. Ok, ma'am. Ms. Pierce here to give us all an important lesson." Anna does actually look a bit impressed, though. She gestures at the two girls in front of her. "While you're here slumming it with those of us who don't have magical cum-avoidance powers, meet Claire and Denise. I sat behind them, we've been chatting." The two other girls wave, smiling awkwardly. Claire is short and curvy, with chin-length blonde hair and large, blue eyes. Denise is taller and slender, with long arms and legs, full lips, and dark, frizzy hair, clad in a simple and modest long, black dress.

"Nice to meet you both," Nat says politely.

"Yeah, yeah, come on! It's time to go," Anna says. Nat thinks she sees Claire roll her eyes as the four girls head off the bus.