The Furries on the Bus
Jess, a female neko, rides the bus each day to and from school. On a good day, she gets to sit in the far back. Now that this is her junior year... she practically owns the back seat. In high school, the backseat is a pretty good privilege, but the very back, well, that's just an honor.
Jess sat down in the very back seat of the bus, feeling powerful, feeling proud and in charge. Her tail rested softly across her lap and her books lay at her side. Her ears twitched when she heard the bus heater turn on. It was much louder in the back than it was from up front.
The bus started moving. Not too far did the bus go before it stopped again. A wolf, a little over Jess's height, stepped onto the bus and took a back seat next to hers. It was pretty quiet on the bus, so Jess looked over at the wolf.
"Good morning." Jess said with a small smile, hoping for a reply. There was a short pause until the wolf spoke. "Hello..." said the wolf. His voice sounded young, but also very manly. He looked strong, and his clothes were pretty sharp. With him he had no books, no backpack, just an iPod and a pen in his pocket.
"I'm Jess; we don't talk in school do we...um..."
"Steve." Said the wolf.
"Ah, Steve. So are you a senior? I haven't seen you on the bus before."
"Yea, I just... my car is a piece of shit, so it's getting fixed."
"Ah, well... I can keep you company on the bus if you like." Jess said, reassuringly.
"That's cool I guess." Steve replied.
About a half hour of chit-chatting seemed to make time fly quickly; before Steve and Jess knew it, they were at school. The buses released the students to go up to the building, and as usual, all the little kids rushed off the bus to either recess or breakfast. Jess and Steve took their time, talking and really hitting it off up to the building. As they entered the school, they went their separate ways to class.
**BEEP**
"Good morning students, today's lunch will be tater-tot casserole, veggies and dip, applesauce and milk. Just a reminder to students who drive: you cannot park in the upper half of the building. If anyone has parked there, please take this time to park your car in the lower lot."
**BEEP**
Once the announcements were over, students in Jess's class starting to chatter in several little groups around the room. Jess hopped up onto her desk and faced her friends, two vixens named Carli and Vikki.
"So...I met someone new today." said Jess, quietly.
"Oh? What about them?" asked Vikki.
"Well, his name is Steve. Apparently he's been going here for a while now, but I haven't met him until today. He rode my bus this morning in the back with me...and we just talked. He's...kinda cute." Said Jess, thinking about how Carli and Vikki would react.
"Ooohh! Jess has a crush on Steve!!" teased Carli.
"D-do not!"
"Do so!" giggled Vikki.
"We just...talked! Just because a girl talks to a guy doesn't mean they're crushing on each other!"
"Carli, she's in denial. I can see it written on her face: C-R-U-S-H!" said Vikki.
"Oh you guys!" Jess said with a huff and turned around to sit in her desk properly just as the teacher walked in the room.
Mr. DelRio, the science teacher, gave the most boring lectures ever. And today, he was about to give one of those boring lectures...again.
"Alright students, today we start Physics. Who can tell me what Physics is?" said Mr. DelRio as he wrote PHYSICS on the blackboard behind him. While he was doing that, Jess was already slumped over, head in her pal, daydreaming about this morning.
She thought about Steve and the possibility of a crush on him. Was it true? Were Carli and Vikki right? Jess thought to herself: "Well, he does have a cute smile, and he smelled so good this morning, I wonder what cologne he uses. His body isn't half bad... his eyes sure were bright..."
"Jess!" shouted a voice, waking Jess up in an instant. It was Mr. DelRio. "Jess, I called on you. What is Physics? No one else seems to have studied, so please tell the class what Physics is."
Jess stood up. "Physics is the study of energy, useful for becoming a Physicist, Engineer, or Scientist."
"Right. Now who can tell me wha"Mr. DelRio's words faded as Jess began to daydream once more. Before she knew it, the bell rang for her next class. Jess managed to daydream in all of her classes, and before she knew it, she had only one class left before it was time to go home: Art.
Jess hated art class; the teacher, Mrs. Tylers, always managed to dislike her art more than everyone else's, but one thing was uplifting: On the way to the art room, Jess saw Steve enter the classroom! She hurried to enter the room before the bell rang. And...success, she made it.
"Oh, Steve! I had no idea you'd be in my art class this new semester!" said Mrs. Tylers with joy.
"Well, I had to get the credits, but I like to draw anyway." Steve replied, looking over his shoulder.
"Jess, you're in here?"
"Yea...hi!" Jess said, blushing.
"Well, maybe we should sit together...if you want to." said Steve.
"Uh...well, sure." said Jess, grabbing a seat next to Steve.
All during art, they painted together. Steve painted a small construction site, and Jess painted an ocean beneath a starry moonlit sky. Surprisingly, Mrs. Tylers approved them both.
Time flew by yet again as the two shared laughs and mindless chit-chatter. Steve smiled and offered to take the paints back to the paint shelf for her.
"So where is the shelf?" Steve asked, looking around for a shelf.
"It is right over there, but you don't have to, I've got it." Jess said with a smile.
"No, I insist." Steve said, placing his hand down to pick up the paints, only to find that he had covered Jess's hand. Quickly, Steve picked up his hand and blushed.
"O-oh...sorry..." he said, blushing a bit.
"Heh...that's...that's okay." Jess smiled and put her paints away, and the rest of the students cleaned up their work and headed out as the bell rang. Dozens by dozens, students headed out the main entry way to either buses or cars. Walking students were later dismissed to avoid the rush. As Jess walked down the walkway to the bus lot, she noticed Steve through a bus window, taking a bad seat. Jess ran to the bus and hurried onto it, taking a seat right next to Steve.
"Hey." Jess said. "Miss me yet? Hehe!" Steve looked at her and smiled nervously.
"Heh, yea... um... that thing in art...I... it was..." Steve stammered.
"No, it's okay, really! Happens all the time." Jess said as she rested her tail across her lap, ears twitching a little and turning a pale pink from nervousness.
All the bus riders who rode Jess's bus were finally on board; the bus drove out of the lot, and in just five minutes, dropped a kid off at his house. The road ahead from the kid's house was really bumpy, so Jess blushed while sitting next to Steve, hoping her chest wouldn't move around so much... that was one of Jess's daily concerns: Whether or not to cross her arms; that would be too obvious. The bus hit a huge bump.
"Woa! Ow!" Steve said, looking out behind him through the back window. "What did we just run over?"
While Steve turned his head, Jess could feel his breath on the back of her neck. Her ears lowered and she began to purr, trying not to do it loudly. "Jess, you alright? I..." Steve stopped, smelled the air, and realized the scent he smelled was Jess. His pupils grew wide, and could feel a slight pressure pushing against his jeans. Steve looked down, and there was a small bump, slowly getting larger.
Quick and without thinking, he grabbed Jess's tail and laid it over his lap to hide the bump. Jess looked over at Steve, blushing more.
"What..are you doing?" Jess questioned.
"Just...umm...nothing? Uh...Looking at your tail?"
Now that Steve was touching her...she got more excited. The bumpy road didn't help much either. Her scent grew stronger, and what was once a small bump was now a fair sized pup-tent in Steve's jeans. His sweatshirt didn't cover it so well, so coving up as well as he could, he unzipped his jeans, slowly, quietly. No sound can escape Jess's ears, so she turned and looked at him. "What...was that sound?" She asked.
"Uh...nothing?" Steve said, slowly reaching under his hoodie to his pulsing cock, beginning to slowly rub it.
Jess, figuring it was nothing, was concentrating on not getting so excited. She could feel her panties getting a little damp as she smelled Steve's scent, which was now drifting through the air. She figured, most of the little kids were gone, she had to settle her urge one way or another. She looked at Steve.
"Steve, I'm going to be honest with you..." Jess said, blushing even more now.
"Y-yea?" Said Steve, still trying to secretly masturbate.
"Steve I... you're... making me... " Jess stammered and Steve placed a free finger over Jess's lips.
"Shh...I know... here... " Said Steve, grabbing Jess's hand with his free hand, and slowly bringing it under his hoodie to his cock. Jess winced and got wide eyed and whispered.
"Steve! What are you do" she felt his cock, warm in her palm. She had never felt someone's penis before. Her curiosity got the best of her, so she started to...explore...the throbbing shaft, moving her soft hands up and down, slowly.
"Mmm..." Steve began to moan silently. He had never gotten a hand job before, and to him, this felt...just amazing. Jess began to feel her slit get damper, she could actually feel the coolness of the air circulating under her skirt and over her dampening lips, and both of their scents grew stronger.
"Oh..wow...this is so... different." Jess said, her heart beating, wondering what would happen next.
Steve lifted Jess's skirt slowly, and snuck his hand down her panties while Jess blushed as she kept stroking Steve's cock firmly in rhythm with her increasing heartbeat. Steve slipped a finger toward Jess's slit and slowly caressed the lips, quite wet, to make her scent stronger.
"Oh..S-Steve...I... please... touch me..." Jess whispered, gripping Steve's cock a bit more firmly.
Steve did as Jess begged for, and inserted his index finger into her slit and began to rub her clit. Together, arms crossed over one another; they gave each other a hand job. They both laid their heads back on the seat, eyes closed, trying not to be obvious to the driver or anyone else still on the bus.
Jess tried to fight her moaning by breathing deeply through her nose, which she found only made the feeling so much better, she wanted to just let loose and scream for pleasure! Steve on the other hand was maintaining so well, loving the grip she had on him, stroking evenly, creating an erotic massage on his pulsing shaft.
The last child got off the bus. Both the child and the driver were completely oblivious to Jess and Steve's backseat romance. The bus soon pulled into the gas station parking space, and the driver got out. This was normal since the driver was also kind enough to pick things up for her son while she was on her way to Steve's house. The driver got out and walked into the gas station.
Jess knew the driver's timing very well, and let go of Steve's cock and slipped her panties off, soon standing up and mounting over Steve's cock. She had never done this before...but she wanted it, she couldn't control herself.
"J-Jess?!" Steve said, startled, unsure where this fit of sexual rage came from, especially in a timid girl like Jess. Who was he to complain? He moved his hoodie out of the way and stroked it upward, and cleared the way for Jess's special landing. Jess slowly eased herself onto Steve's cock. Wining and wincing until it was finally in.
"Oh...it feels so...so good..." Jess said as she began to lightly bounce on his cock, feeling the sensation she had always dreamed of feeling. Steve laid his head back and let a deep, pleased moan pass his lips.
"Oh, Jess... mmm, don't stop...." Steve said, grabbing Jess's thighs and lifting her up and down. Her moans filled the enclosed bus, exciting the both of them a lot more. Steve started to thrust his hips beneath her when he saw her breasts bouncing in his face. He worked it way up Jess's shirt, seeing there was no bra, she groaned. "Oh...you dirty girl..." and ran his tongue over her right nipple, thrusting faster beneath Jess. Jess arched her back a bit as she bounced faster along with Steve's thrusting, and let out a moan that made her feel like every bit of stress was just gone, and all there was, was this feeling of pleasure and heat.
Steve could feel his balls tightening, and thought he should warn Jess before releasing his hot seed.
"J-Jess...oohh...I'm...I'm gonna... cum..." He bore his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to listen for Jess's muffled signal of what to do: Pull out, or leave it in.
"Oohh Steve... " Jess panted and moaned... "L-leave it in... I want...to..f-feel this!!" Jess also clenched her jaw, eyes tightly shut, and together they both came, giving one last burst of a moan before inhaling and calming down.
Jess slipped off of Steve's cock, jerking a bit as it slid out of her. The look on Steve's face was priceless: Tired, pleased, and thankful. Jess's facial expression was disbelief, excitement, and tired. After slipping her panties back on, she slumped back in her seat, turning her head to Steve and smiling as Steve put his shrinking cock away and panting. The bus driver was coming out of the gas station with two bags and got back on the bus; in no time, the bus started to move toward Steve's house.
"Jess..." Steve said in a subtle, calm, and loving tone.
"Yea?" Jess answered.
"Will you be my girlfriend... I... I've had a crush on you for a while..."
"Of course I will..."