Back 2 School (Covid)

We had a long summer, but finally, the school opened up again. As long as we kept our masks on, washed our hands, and kept social distance…

The main thing for me was standing out, or 2 things, in particular. After half a year, I’d developed enough for boys to notice, but they didn’t say anything. Also, with the masks up, you didn’t recognize anyone, unless they’re in your class with you. So, at least we learned their names on roll call, but it was also my first year of middle school.

So, we’re all the new kids in school, except the 8th graders. We had to get used to changing class, in 5 minutes, and the lines for the bathroom stalls were even longer, because of Social Distancing. Then, for the sinks, and mirrors, but most of the girls wore eye makeup. I guess because that was the part the boys could see best, which was a good chance to draw attention to them.

I didn’t bring any makeup, at all. Just gloves, and a little bottle of hand sanitizer, so I skipped the sink, and went right to class. A lot of the girls were late, and after the second one complained about the lines in the girl’s room, she just didn’t bother with the third, and told her to sit down.

So, all of that together made the day fly bye real fast, but then we got on the bus, and there were these 2 boys, sitting across from each other. “You can sit with me,” then the other offered “Or you can sit with me,” but both of them looked up just enough to see my chest, over the backs of the seats.

I looked back, but we had the same problem this morning. We’re supposed to sit at least 1 seat apart, but there weren’t enough seats for everyone when we got to the last stop. Now, there were too many kids from the start, so I sat down quick, and noticed right away the boy on the driver side had his legs wide open.

Then, the other boy moved over right beside me, so I had to scoot over close, and my knees were touching both their knees, but nothing else. I looked back and forth, between their laps, but I wasn’t the only one, standing out. Now, there were 2 more things, and I knew exactly what I got that reaction for, but finally everyone sat down, and we drove off.

I couldn’t say anything, or even think of anything to say, so I just blushed, and kept my mouth shut, but we kinda sorta rubbed our knees together, at first. Then, I stopped trying to resist, and put my hands down, on their legs. They stopped, looked at me, and then, they started feeling me up, back.

Of course, they went right to my bra cups, but I put my elbows back between us, and felt their crotches. There wasn’t anybody, in the opposite seat. The boy on my right came over from there, and nobody took his place. We’re too far back to see the bus driver’s mirror over the next seat back, but we could hear people talking.

All around us, even if they couldn’t see us, and I wished I could pull off their face masks so I could see who they were, or if I didn’t know them, what they looked like. “Huh!” I was getting real hot in my bra though, and there sweaty hands helped, but I liked it. For the first time, having a sweaty bra was a good thing, it felt good, and I started getting hot in the crotch, too.

Speaking of which, we had to stop, and sit up straight. The boys even crossed there legs, so even our knees weren’t touching, but I stared at the back of the seat, and just tried not to move, at all. Finally, the kids got off, and the doors closed, to drive off again, and I went right back to their legs. So they spread them again, and when I got up to their crotches, I found out that they untucked their shirts.

One of them even unzipped his pants, luckily it was the boy on my left. Up against the window, because that ment that I could feel for the other fly with my right. While they pulled out my top, and stuck their hands up it, to squeeze my bra under it, and I wiggled my fingers into their pants to touch their little stiffies.

Okay, well when I say little, I mean, probably average for 12, or 13 year olds. They had to be, getting on the bus at the middle school, unless one of them got held back, and was 14, but I doubted it. I didn’t care if it was, maybe 8, or 10 inches, between them. 4, or 5 inches each, they were warm, and even a little hairy when I finally got a chance to touch them naked.

We stopped again, and I crossed my arms to hide the fact than my top was pulled out. Then, I remembered the gloves and got them out of my purse, while they tried to get their junk out, without anybody seeing it. Nobody even said anything about the 3 of us being in the same seat, which was a nono, let alone sitting boy girl boy, but I have to wonder if anyone even suspected what we’re getting up to?

Then, we took off again, but only up to the stoplight, so the people behind us would stop honking, and the one on the right stuck his hand behind my shoulder. Felt down my back, then pulled out my top, and reached up to pull at my bra strap.

“Uh,” I turned, and felt the other boy, with my right hand. Pulled up his shirt, but his pants were wide open, and he had his underwear tucked under his balls, so they hung out, and of course his boner was standing straight up, so I giggled, and touched it.

It was so hard, and warm that I could feel it, even through my gloves. He put his head down, in the corner, but then finally his friend got my bra undone, with both hands, and felt around my sides to replace the cups with his fingers.

“Huh, huhuhuh!” It was hard enough to breathe in this mask already, and getting even hotter on the bus, but I had a boner right here to play with, and I tried to grip it, but my thumb slid off, and I stuck my pinky out to slide it back down, then 2 fingers to pinch it, and rub the bottom with my thumb. Which pulled his balls up with each stroke, so I touched those, and played with them too.

Tugging him faster, and faster, until his mask puffed in and out with his breath, he sniffed real loud, held it, and started shaking. So, I knew what was happening, even before it twitched, and his balls tightened up. Then a drop appeared on the top, then another shot down, so it rolled down my fingers, and another, and another until the last just dribbled out like the first one, and it crawled back into the skin like a worm, until I let go.

“Huh, wh huh!” He panted, and fixed his pants up quick. Tucking in his shirt, and I turned back to look at the seat. Crossing my arms to hold my loose bra now, and the other boy just looked away, as if he was ignoring me, but he had his legs crossed. Then he moved back to his set before the doors closed, and we started up again.

I looked out, back and forth between the seats, but all I really saw was legs sticking out, under them. Like girls sitting down in the bathroom stalls, I don’t know why it reminded me of that, but obviously, there was some boys, too.

“Pst, hey.” I waved across, and pointed at his lap. Pinched the air, and shook my 2 fingers, like the jack off sign, only instead of making a fist. You know, it was maybe about as long as his longest finger, and about as thick as his thumb at the knuckle, but even if you gripped it like a man. Your thumb, and half your fingers would slip off, anyway.

Then, the other boy hugged me from behind, and stuck his hands up my top, to take his turn feeling my boobs, and I watched. Across the seats while the other boy sat back, with his leg up. His pants open, and his fingers down the fly to play with his balls, but sure enough. 2 fingers, so he had enough left for a good stroke, and his eyes were on my top the whole time.

Another boy’s hands, and knuckles sticking out through the fabric, right where his were only minutes before, and his hand started shaking so fast it was like a blur. Then, he slowed down at the end. So, I could see him milking it out, and oh yeah. Long before this, I stuck my clean fingers in the cuff of the dirty glove. To pull it off in-side out, and I kept it like a used rubber, in my purse.

Yeah, partly so as not to leave evidence for the bus driver to find, and wonder who was jacking off into rubber gloves, but also to. I don’t know, what I wanted to do with it honestly, but it wound up being kind of a gross souvenier of my first wad. From the first boy I got to beat off, the first time, but not the last.

The other boy, he pulled up his underpants, and crossed his legs. To catch it in his pants, instead of shooting it all over his tummy, and wiping it off with his shirt. Smart! I guess, it was okay, even though I wanted to see it, and how much he had to cum for me, but I understood.

“Uh, this is our stop.” They got up, and I had to let one out anyway, so I grabbed my bookbag, and got off with them. So to speak, but as soon as the bus pulled off, we could speak. “You boys live closebye?”

“No, not really, but we can call our moms to pick us up.”

“Uh,” I looked back at the other one, in front of me, and turned so they were at least on either side, to put on my bookbag. “How come you followed us?”

“Uh, I don’t know, I thought maybe you’d like to finger me, or I can find a restroom around here where I can diddle off, but you know that just made me horny, right?”

“Oh, yeah.” they looked around. “Maybe we should find somewhere we can go, and take care of that for you.”

I didn’t even ask them what their names were, even though I was curious, if I even knew either of them before, and we just didn’t recognize each other because it had been so long, and we all started puberty, so their voices changed, and my body changed so much they couldn’t recognize me neither, but honestly, I just liked the mystery?

Also, it was super naughty, and some might even say slutty of me to run off with not 1, but 2 strangers to feel me up, and take turns fingerbanging me in the stairwell of a parking garage, because that was practically the only place open, and it was empty, because nobody needed to park there to go shopping, or whatever.

“Uh!” I held onto the bars, because my knees went weak, the hands squeezed tight around from behind me, and the other boy slowed down, but he didn’t stop, slipping 2 rubbery fingers in, and out of me. “Huh! Huh, uh. Hhuhuh! Let me go, and put me down, I just think. I’ll lay down here a minute.” On the cold cement, with the pleasure washing over me, and the spasms rippling inside me. “Huhhhhhh!” I moaned, and finally blinked to look around.

At nothing, “Huh?” Just the concrete, and diamond studded plates in the steps. Handrails, and daylight streaming in from somewhere, but they left my clothes. So, I pulled up my pants, and sat up. Put on my bra, and top, then got out my phone, and turn it on.

[Where RU?] Mom texted, a lot. And left voicemail in my Messages, and tried to call about 50 times. Then, she went after my friends to see if any of them knew where I was so my phone blew up, and I had to call.

“Huh!” Pulling up my mask. “Hey, mom.”

“Oh my god, you had me worried sick!”

“Sorry, mom. I just, decided to go for a walk, and I guess I forgot to check my phone, so I left it turned off, and I’m sorry.”

“Where.”

“Oh, downtown, but everything’s closed up, and there’s nobody around, so don’t worry about me getting sick.”

“Where downtown?” I went out to the end of the parking lot, 1 story up, so I could look out.

“You know the parking deck, across from the theater? Not the new metroplex, the old theater, downtown.”

“Of course, stay right there. I’ll be right there.”

“Huh okay, an mom? Thanks.” She just hug up. “Whew!” I’m glad I wasn’t in too much trouble, and she didn’t ask any questions, I’d have to think up lies about, because they truth?

I just jerked off, and butt humped 2 boys, then got fingerbanged, and the best orgasm of my life.

“Which 2 boys?”

I don’t know, 2 boys I met on the bus, I didn’t ask. “Huh! Hhuhuhahehihn!” Somehow, that made it even hotter? “Sex is weird.”

I shook my head, and went back to the stairs to grab my bags. Go down to meet my mom out front, when she finally drove up, but that gave me time to think. I want to do that again, and again of course, but maybe some of the stuff we can do next time?

Then, she picked me up, I buckled my seat belt, and got out the hand sanitizer to cover the smell. “Uh, I’m gonna need more of this stuff.”

“What for, and how did you go through half a bottle in a day?”

“Well,” sex is messy? “Uh, it’s mostly the girls in the bathroom. The line was down the hall to keep social distance, and they hogged the sinks. The mirrors too, so I had to use it to wash my hands between every period, so I wasn’t late for class.”

“Oh, smart.” she looked over, from the light. Empty light, and empty intersection, but maybe they had cameras on this one in case you ran a red light, I don’t know.

“Mom, can you do my eye makeup tomorrow morning?”

“They let you wear makeup?”

“Yeah green.”

“Why green?”

I pointed, “The light’s changed, so you can go, before it turns back.” I shrugged, “Uhm, well I don’t remember the dress code, off the top of my head, but if there’s anything against wearing eye makeup, they’d have to suspend every other girl, besides me.”

“They’re all wearing eye makeup?”

“Well, yeah. It’s the only part you can see, practically. And matching masks, I saw this one girl with lipstick on her’s, which I thought was clever. She used it to blot, then wiped it off because she couldn’t stand wearing it under the mask, but it looked pretty cool.”

“What about boys?”

“Mom.”

“You see any cute ones?”

“I don’t know, they all look like they’re going to rob a bank, or something. You know, masks?”

“Huh, I suppose you’re right.”

“Hm.” I bit my lip, happy that she couldn’t see me blushing, and just looked out the window. “Huh!”

“You know you don’t have to wear that in the car.”

“It’s okay, I’m getting used to it. In fact, I kinda like it!”

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