On the Tour Bus - Sex Stories

On the Tour Bus

... nearly silent when Charlotte sat up a half-hour later, her hair already frizzed out by laying on her pillow. Yawning, she looked around her. Amber was sound asleep on the seat above her. She hadn’t brought a pillow—thus Charlotte’s willingness to let her use the seat—and had instead taken off her red sweater for the purpose, revealing that she wore only a white tank top and a bra underneath. In spite of the girl being a year older than Charlotte, her breasts were quite a bit smaller. Amber’s hair, which happened also to be a rather amber color, hung down off the seat. Across the bus lay Shelly, her legs splayed in a rather unladylike position. Her book light was on and she was reading something long by its glow, covering her sweat pants in an appropriate place. She had shoulder-length, dark hair that looked more messed up than Charlotte’s own. Shelly’s older sister, Jodee, lay asleep in the aisle, covered almost entirely by a large blanket, feet toward the back of the bus. Her relatively large breasts pushed up the blanket in a way that would have tantalized any boy that saw them. Luckily, there weren’t any boys in sight. Unless you counted Brian, who lay on the back seat, which was a little larger than the others, his feet hanging out into the aisle. “Hmmm….” Charlotte slowly stood, using Amber’s seat back to steady herself. Looking down at where Brian lay, she noticed that he was actually not asleep. He didn’t have a pillow, but a large coat was bundled up underneath his ...

... head. His eyes came up to hers as he noticed her looking at him. Charlotte was about to sit back down, rethinking her desire to ask the kid to move, when Brian quickly sat up. “Here,” he whispered. “You lay down.” With that, he slid off onto the floor. Blinking, Charlotte stared at the now vacant seat. “Th… thanks,” she stammered, sitting. After arranging her pillow and blanket, she lay down. It had been a very long day at the end of a very long trip, and when she’d finally gotten comfortable, she found it impossible to stay awake any longer. In a few minutes she was fast asleep. Charlotte found herself back home, getting undressed in preparation for a shower. As always happened now, she checked herself out in the mirror for a few seconds, admiring her budding nipples and pubic hair. The water in the shower was already on, so she stepped inside and began to wash off. A few minutes into the shower, the curtain was pulled back, revealing her younger brother, Tim, who was just as naked as she. Smiling, completely unsurprised, Charlotte beckoned with her hand. “Come on in.” As Tim stepped into the shower, Charlotte tilted her head into the water, running her hands through her hair, arching her back and making sure to give the kid a great look at her breasts. She opened her eyes and looked down at her brother’s penis, which was now hard. There was no hair on it, of course—he was too young for that—but other than that, he seemed completely ready for her. “Grab them, Tim,” Charlotte ...