The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 02 - Sex Stories

The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 02

... legs were lifted off of the seat as they rested on Sylvia's shoulders. It was an extremely vulnerable position that left her groin exposed to the taller girl, who was facing her friend and looking down at her face.

Sylvia felt strangely powerful looking down like that. The bus began to move again and the gentle rocking caused Monica's butt to bounce up and down on Sylvia's stomach. The girl, usually so bombastic and full of energy, was blushing quietly as she tried to avoid eye contact.

The bus stopped again near Sylvia's house and she scrambled to get off, the awkwardness of the moment finally setting in.

"Well, got to go!" She stammered.

"Hmmm... Yeah." Monica replied.

The doors screeched shut behind her after Sylvia got off. She stood at the base of the doors, thinking about how quiet her friend got when they were crammed together like that. It began to drive away when she felt something pulling her towards her friend.

No. It was pulling on her shirt.

The fabric came off her in a single sweeping motion, the tear across the back making it easy to do so. It was at that point that Sylvia realized that the student who had scraped her back before had torn the shirt in the process. And it was much later that she realized the situation.

She was topless in public.

Sylvia covered her chest with both hands, looking around at her surroundings. It was still too early for most people to begin their evening walks but a lot of people were driving home at this ...

... point, so the roads had the occasional passing car. She kept her back to the majority of the traffic, letting her hair down to cover from that angle as she kept her modesty preserved with her arms. Hopefully it wouldn't be too obvious to passing cars that she was in a state of undress, but occasionally one would slow down a bit, making her less sure of that fact.

She'd made it past the first crosswalk, checking over her shoulder for traffic before continuing onward. She wasn't going to her own house; She didn't have a key for that. She was headed for Lucas'.

Then there came a familiar noise. A dreadful noise.

Goldie dug beneath the fence nearby and started to struggle out of the hole and towards Sylvia.

"Goldie, down!" She yelled, knowing it wouldn't do any good. The dog got free of the tiny hole beneath the fence and began to lunge forward, after the same thing it was after last time.

Sylvia remembered being pushed to the ground and slobbered all over before eventually the dog ran off with her pants. She didn't want to be taken advantage of again, so she quickly stepped out of the oversized shorts, not caring who was nearby.

Naked but for her shoes, Sylvia held the pants over her head. The dog froze at her feet, eyes locked on the smelly prize. She twirled her pants over her head a few times and threw the garment towards somebody's front yard, Goldie chasing after it with no more interest in the naked girl on the sidewalk.

She had saved herself from the ...