My breast was tingling under the tender caress of Marianne's warm hand. It's nipple, now stiffly erect, sent flashes of pleasant sensation through my ...tomach and groin as she rolled it idly between her fingertips, occasionally tugging on it and lightly scraping it with her nails. Feeling the need to reciprocate, I placed my hand on her knee and idly slid it slowly upward along the inner side of her thigh.Apparently feeling somewhat restricted by our overabundance of clothing, Marianne suggested. You saw her; she could hardly walk. I had to carry her back, remember?” I added dramatically.“Crazy! Is she coming to school today?” Carl asked, peering out of the bus windows as her stop approached.Brian shrugged, unconcerned. “Whatever. I called her yesterday, but she didn’t call back. And neither did you, ass wipe.” He grinned at me as he pounded my arm hard with a fist.“Quit it,” I snapped, rubbing the blossoming ache. “I was—”“Look!” Carl barked excitedly, saving me from having to deliver. As we both started to get excited, well we were wanking each other, there’s nothing nicer than the feeling of another guys cock grow in your hand. It was such a turn on to soap each other all over, he was also a great kisser ( that’s a must for me in guy on guy situations) and our tongues explored each other’s mouths. Eventually he asked me me if we wanted to go somewhere more private, so we headed upstairs to one of the private rooms.Once in the room we started kissing and rubbing each other’s. I was coughing and stirring. I wanted to rub my eyes, but I couldn’t. I wanted to roll over, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t do anything. ‘What?’ I said groggy, when I realized the guy was still there. He wasn’t wearing his suit anymore. He was naked and just creepily yet somewhat tenderly rubbing his hand over my belly. ‘What do you want?’ I asked. ‘My dear Collete.’ He said shaking his head. ‘You don’t get it. I already got everything I want, right here.’ Now his hands moved up and briefly.