James makes her day even worse on the bus

{if James and Britney are on good terms =-1}

Hearing the rumors about Britney's pregnancy only spurred James on in his desire to continue humiliating her. So her text Britney.

When you get on the bus, without saying a word, I order you to walk straight up to me, pull out my cock, and impale your naked pussy on it.

In a panic, Britney quickly texts him back.

Won't Richy be sitting right next to you?

To which James answered with

Of course, I might let him touch your body again. Expect this time he will know it's you.

Britney wants to throw her phone in anger, but it is the last thing she has on her body, and she doesn't want to attract any more attention in her class. So she lets her anger smolder internally. 'FUCK, WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO GO WRONG FOR ME TODAY. CAN'T I CATCH ONE FUCKING BREAK' she groans inside her own head.

Knowing what was going to happen on the bus, she did her best to dodge unwanted touching from the other passengers while walking towards Richy and James. By the time she got on the bus, Richy was already balls deep into his **** with James playing with her nipples.

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{if James and Britney are on good terms = 1}

When Britney gets on the busy see that that Richy was already balls deep into his **** with James playing with her nipples.

{else}

Britney couldn't find relief anywhere in the school. Unfortunately, the person that was sitting next to her in class was Richy. As a result, if a single person didn't already know a bra was no longer holding her large tits, Richy made sure to find him and tell him.

The classrooms were not too bad; the teachers kept everyone quiet and in their seats during their lesson, so all she had to deal with was the occasional stare. However, the hallway between classes was basically hell; all the girls were pointing and laughing while almost every boy was trying to accidentally bump into her so they could cop a feel.

Britney long for the day to be over; however, much to her horror, the bus ride home isn't going to be any better. Dodging the unwanted touching slowed her down to get to the push so much that By the time she got on the bus, Richy was already balls deep into his **** with James playing with her nipples.

{endif}

{if James and Britney are on good term =-1}Not wanting to incur her brother's wrath, she walks straight up to him, unzips his pants, and, much to her shame, impales her naked pussy on his rod in front of everyone on the bus. She hated every second as her dried pussy slid down his cock shaft in front of everyone.

It may only be a 15-mile drive to their house, but each mile was a pothole-filled one. Each bump causes his cock to strake her cervix. And when there was not any bump, James made sure to pretend there was; as a result, by the time their stop came, her pussy was full of cum.

Her father meets her out the doorway; however, she sprints right by him due to her being naked.

Prompting him to act like a father for the first time in a while. "Where are your clothes, missy?"

Britney snaps at him, "Where do you think they went?" as she glances back towards her brother, "and why do you care anyway? You're worse than him. You are supposed to be my father who protects me, and you have made no effort not to line up and take your turn with me, after all." before she stomps off to her room.{else}Having COMPLETELY NO DESIRE to join in on their fun, Britney tied to sneak past them.{if James and Britney are on good term =1} James quickly locks eyes with her, sending goosebumbs down her spine, However much to her pleasure James goes back to playing with Richy's **** nipples, allowing her to pass without saying a word.

It may only be a 15-mile drive to their house, but Britney was sure he head Richy cum at least twice inside his poor **** before she got off the bus.

{else} However, James had reached out and caught her just as she was about to pass him. 'FUCK WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO GO WRONG FOR ME TODAY. CAN'T I CATCH ONE FUCKING BREAK' she groans inside her own head.

James "Where the fuck do you think you're going?"

Britney glanced towards her younger brother, knowing full well that he wasn't going to let her go back to her seat, but she wasn't going to go down without trying. "To my seat, of course."

James smiles at his sister, a smile that makes Britney's bones shiver. "No, don't you know the school rule? All slaves are to ride on their master's pole on the bus to save seats." James unzips his pants, exposing his hard-on to Britney before continuing, "Now that it out in the open that you are a **** I think it about time you follow it. Just like see it." James reaches over and flicks Richy's ****'s sensitive nipple causing her to moan.

Britney, "THERE IS NO SUCH FUCKING RULE STOP LYING."

This prompt Richy to pull his attention away from fucking his **** "You can either take your seat on his pole as he instructed you to do, or I will call my father, and by tomorrow it will be a REAL rule, and he will have you demonstrate the new rule to the WHOLE SCHOOL with you being naked of course."

Richy's words were enough to convince her to straddle her brother, reach under her cami, pull her thong to the side, and impale herself on James's pole.

It may only be a 15-mile drive to their house, but each mile was a pothole-filled one. Each bump causes his cock to strake her cervix. And when there was not any bump, James made sure to pretend there was; as a result, by the time their stop came, her pussy was full of cum.

She sprinted out of the bus to try to make it, so no one noticed. But much to her dismay, she felt a gulp fall out of her pussy just as she was turning to go down the bus stairs.

Her father meets her out the doorway due to her sprinting; her tits are now almost bouncing out of her cami. Prompting him to act like a father for the first time in a while. "Where is your bra, missy?"

Britney snaps at him, "Where do you think it went?" as she glances back towards her brother, "and why do you care anyway? You're worse than him. You are suppose to be my father who protects me and you have made no effort not to line up and take your turn with me, after all." before she stomps off to her room.

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