Victim: Start masturbating, yourself
From Create Your Own Story
You look down at your raggedy jeans and swallow, embarrassed by the buzz of fear and excitement you'd just felt.
His cock was huge and pulsing, his expression one of pure enrapture. You wonder what it would feel like to have it in...
Out of habit, your hands drift to you small breasts, fingers moving in circles around your nipples. You shiver, visualize the man behind you, orgasming into your face and hair, shoving himself between your lips and jerking into your mouth.
You wet your lips and your legs spread apart, one of your hands dancing down your stomach and hips, massaging your thighs and sex against the rough material of your jeans.
You throw your head back and moan, pinching your nipples and finding the button on your jeans– you snap them open.
But suddenly the he bus slams into the road, courtesy of a nasty pothole, everyone is shaken as the bus thrusts onwards.
You blink a few times, your heart racing, calming slightly– you become aware of a distinct dampness in your panties.
Do you dare:
