Brunette cutie Leslie gets horny in the bathroom

Before I am able to collect my thoughts and know what is happening, I am face-to-face with Bobby. I can smell his after-shave, his breath smells clear and cool. He must have just eaten a breath-mint. I am absurdly sell-conscious as Bobby bends his head down and kisses me on the lips. The kiss is very smooth and I am almost disappointed when he pulls away and shouts “Happy Birthday Teenster!” “Now folks, if I can direct your attention back to our screen… you’ll be happy to see that it’s not just our customers that have been leaving the Stuffed Pussy a little hot and bothered. Take a gander at what our horny little school girl gets up to when she has a little time to herself!” I crane my head around to see what Eddie is talking about and shriek in mortification as I see myself rushing across my bedroom peeling off my sweats to masturbate. I struggle to get away, kicking out at Bobby, wanting to run out of the room and hide my burning face. Bobby puts me down but then Eddie hugs me from behind squaring me up towards the big screen where I see myself start to cum, lewdly thrusting my hips against my fingers as my body shakes and my face relaxes. The bar breaks into a round of sexy wolf whistles, cheers, and applause at my orgasm. “So how many of you’d like to see that hot little number live!” I start to struggle again to get away again. Somehow this is worse than getting raped on stage. They want me to molest myself for their amusement! Silvia appears in front of me putting her hands on my cheeks and looking me in the eye. “Tina! Calm down and think! Would you rather have someone else getting you ready for Bobby or would you rather work it out on your own?” Next thing I know Eddie, Bobby, and Silvia are leading me over to my own bed which has been brought out on the stage, stuffed animals, pillows, thick comforter, and all. I feel them tugging my blouse off leaving me in my skirt and bra. Then I am pulled back onto the bed and my legs are spread apart exposing my lace covered crotch. “Ok Tina, time to get yourself ready for your loverboy! Let’s see you work that thing!” Eddie bends down and whispers close to my head “you can either put on a little show and sex yourself up now, or we can definitely do things the hard way… I’ve thought up a couple of unpleasant surprises that will lube you up for Bobby!” I shudder, sure that anything Eddie has dreamed up is bad news for me. I close my eyes and tentatively trace a hand down my tummy and over my skirt to my panty covered crotch. I can’t believe I am doing this and even stranger as soon as I give in and touch myself, I feel my puss open up and get wet. I am burning with shame as I slide my finger up and down tracing my slit over my panties and then focus on the spot above my clit working myself even higher. “That’s a good bad girl! busty Now you’re earning those spanks we gave you earlier. Now don’t be shy on our account… slide that naughty finger under those panties and give yourself a good wank!” I blush deeper but comply, gasping in spite of myself as my hand slides under my panties and drags some wetness from my puss up to my clitty. I get into my familiar rhythm working my puss and starting to pant a little bit. I hear Eddie’s voice almost from a distance giving me orders “spread those bigtits legs, don’t block our view!” Again I comply, almost Babes subconsciously moving my pelvis in time with my finger. I’m almost there and can hear myself giving little “ohs” as jolts of pleasure shoot out from my center causing me to curl my toes. Off to my side I hear Eddie amateurs say “come on Bobby, let’s help her out of all those clothes.” I snap back to reality and open my eyes just as hands touch my sides. “No, sexy I didn’t even know she was here. Kyle laughed and said he had no clue, but would guess pretty much what they were doing, minus some equipment. That was the high point of my school day. Shelly was still wearing her frilly white dress, but Cynthia was now in a baggy, cream-colored silk one-piece pyjama suit which reminded me of a Turkish hareem. There will be a short pause as if the reservation is being verified. He laid her down on the couch, then sat down by her head and pushed his cock back into his slacks. I told myself I would feel remorse later on but I conveniently forgot that it would be too late by then. “Mr. Avery was a real bastard, though. He was huge inside her. “Good. I waved him off, reassuring him it was fine. Sheila held her hand palm-up and spread her fingers open like a flower in a gesture of invitation. It bigtits sat there looking at me for what felt like an age. Babes Gawd I wished we hadn’t waited so long before finally attending. “Truth or dare’s a personal game… kinda like a psychological battle. Girls?” She could not control any longer. She could tell he got off on pleasing amateurs her like she had him. She sat on the edge with her lags splayed. I think I like teasing boys and making their cocks hard!” The heat built and built in me. He always said the immigration clerks messed up an ‘A’ in his name... but he never said whether they left one out to busty create Stan or added one to create Son of Satan.” My son's friend nodded his head. Kicking her legs daintily. My heart pounded, pumping bliss through my veins.