Denise Chapman found a seat at the rear of the bus, in the very back row.
She was thankful that the bus wouldn't be crowded. Only about thirty kids would
be making the trip to the state fair, and this huge old bus had room for twice
that many. Most of the kids were already crowded together in the seats in the
front and the middle of the bus. With luck, she'd have the back of the bus all
to herself and the trip down to the state fair would be pleasant instead of an
ordeal. She'd brought along a half-dozen new teen-romance novels to read. She
hoped to get lost in a good story and completely block out this trip she'd been
forced to take by her parents.


"You need to socialize more," her mother was always saying. "It's not
normal for a girl your age to spend all her time with her nose in a book or
doing her chores. You need to meet some boys, to go out on dates, have some
fun."


It did no good to tell her mother that she enjoyed doing her chores, that
more than anything she enjoyed reading her romance novels, that she much
preferred the boys in her books to the flesh-and-blood boys she went to school
with. The boys in her novels were all so chivalrous, so non-threatening. The
boys at school, on the other hand, were crude and dirty-minded. The
flesh-and-blood boys had only one thing on their minds - how to take advantage
of a girl every chance they got. And real boys all carried that hard weapon
between their legs, that masculine appendage that gave Denise the shivers even
to think about. She didn't dare mention to her mother that she was scared to
death of boys, and her mother wouldn't listen to her excuses.


So now she forced to go on this darned old trip to the state fair with a
bunch of Young Farmers Club kids she didn't know. For her own good, according
to her mother.


Her twin brother Tim was up front somewhere, gabbing with some new
boyfriend he'd made a few minutes ago. All the other kids had paired up, mostly
boys with boys and girls with girls, although a few boys and girls had taken
seats together and already looked ready to start necking. The boys and girls
were all eyeing each other, and Denise knew that by the time the bus arrived at
the state fair grounds sometime early tomorrow morning every girl except
herself would be paired up with some boy with a tented crotch. And God only
knew what would happen in the barns at the state fair, where all the kids would
be spending their nights, sleeping with the animals, and probably acting like a
bunch of animals.


"And where do you think you're taking that mutt, young lady?" said the
bus driver, his voice booming through the bus and silencing all the kids.


Denise looked up front, along with all the other kids. A blonde girl
wearing skin-tight shorts and a bikini halter had just entered the bus, leading
a large black dog by its leash. Denise recognized the dog as a black Labrador
and even from the back here she could tell it was a male.


The girl tugged on her long blonde hair, some of which fell over the
front of her shoulders and onto her half-naked tits. Her tit-cups hardly
captured more than her cherries.


"I'm bringing him along," the girl said. "Isn't it all right if I bring
him along? I didn't think it would cause any problem." She spoke in a pouting
tone, puckering her lips. She balanced on one bare foot, rubbing the toes of
her other bare foot up and down her tanned calf.


"I'm not supposed to let any animals on this bus," the driver said. He
was a fat, middle-aged man in a gray uniform, and he was sweating heavily in
the summer heat.


The blonde girl leaned over, petting her dog on the head. Her tits bulged
as they dangled and nearly escaped from their tiny cups. "But he's such a good
dog. You won't even know he's here."


The driver gawked at the girls tits as if he were hypnotized by them.
"Well, I don't know -"


"Please, sir, he won't be any trouble at all."


The girl leaned close then, as if she were going to kiss the driver.
Instead, she whispered something into his ear.


The driver flushed, streams of sweat running down his chubby cheeks. "Go
on," he said. "But you'll have to keep him at the back of the bus. And we
aren't making any pit-stops for him. Is that clear?"


"Yes sir," the blonde said, smiling as she began to leAd the dog up the
aisle. "He won't be a bit of trouble sir."


The boys nearly fell out of their seats to get a closer look at the
half-naked blonde as she paraded up the aisle, her tits wobbling.


Denise almost panicked. For a moment she had the urge to jump out the
window. The blonde was coming straight toward her. She sat there frozen and
helpless, however, as the blonde sat down right next to her.


"The old pig," the blonde muttered under her breath for Denise's benefit.
"Sit, Romeo," she said to the dog, and the Lab obediently planted its black
haunches on the floor.


The driver yanked the door lever and the bus door sealed itself with a
sucking noise. He started the bus. Without bothering to turn around toward the
kids, he started shouting. "Now listen here, ladies and gentlemen, and listen
good. It's four o'clock now, and I'm supposed to deliver you to the state fair
before midnight. That means we're gonna be making just two stops, one at seven
and one at ten. If you've gotta go, you just hold it - it won't kill you."


Several kids snickered.


"And I don't want any trouble," the driver continued. "You don't give me
any trouble and I don't give you any trouble. I'm not being paid to be a
chaperon or a babysitter. My only job is to get you kids down to the state
fair. So just don't hassle me and you and me won't have any problems."


A few kids shouted: "All right!" Several other kids applauded. The driver
rammed his shift lever into gear and the bus roared as it started forward. As
the bus gathered speed, the kids began talking faster and louder among
themselves and soon the bus sounded like a school lunchroom inside.


The blonde turned to Denise. "I'm Peggy, what's your name?"


Denise told her.


"Sexy name," the blonde said. "And this handsome boy is Romeo." She
stroked the dog's head.


"Nice dog," Denise said. She felt tight and uneasy.


"You don't know how nice," Peggy said, giving Denise a suggestive
expression. "I mean, Romeo's a real special boy."


Denise smiled, almost giggled, mostly out of nervousness. She had no idea
what Peggy was hinting at, nor did she want to know. She picked up her book
from the seat beside her and opened it.


"What's that?" Peggy said.


Denise showed her the cover of the book.


"Please Let Me In," Peggy said, reading the title. "Hmm, sounds pretty
interesting. So, you like dirty books. Well, so do I."


"It's not a dirty book," Denise snapped. "It's a romance. There's nothing
dirty in it."


Peggy looked stunned for a moment. "A romance, huh? That's one of those
books where all the good stuff happens between the lines. It's all there, but
you just have to use your imagination a little more to find it."


"I'd like to read it now, if you don't mind," Denise said, and she shoved
her nose into her book.


Her eyes traveled along the lines of print, she turned the pages, but
nothing her eyes saw registered in her mind. She wasn't reading, just going
through the motions of reading. How could she read with Peggy just about
sitting in her lap and with that big hound gazing up at her with those moony
eyes? She was uncomfortably hot, too. All the windows were open and the wind
whirled through the bus, but it was a hot, humid wind that failed to cool her
off.


"Christ, it's hot," Peggy said, as if reading Denise's thoughts. "My skin
is sticking to the seat. What I wouldn't give for a nice cool stream to go
skinny-dipping in right now. Do you like to go skinny-dipping, Denise?"


"No," Denise said, offended that Peggy had suggested such a thing.


"I do," Peggy said. "We've got a nice private stream on our farm. Me and
Romeo go up there just about every day during the summer. A lot of the neighbor
boys come up there, too. Sometimes it gets pretty wild."


Denise didn't say anything. She didn't know for sure what Peggy meant by
wild, but she imagined the big-titted blonde dipping down into the stream, as a
dozen red-faced farm boys watched her.


"Hey Denise, give me a few of those candy bars you brought along."


Denise looked up to see her twin brother looking down at her. She was a
little shocked to see that Tim had taken off his shirt and shoes. All he wore
now was a pair of threadbare jeans that fit him like a tight skin. His
sun-bleached yellow hair resembles the tousled mane of a lion. His eyes moved
away from her and roved up and down Peggy's obscenely clad body.


Denise shot her hand down into her overnight bag and pulled out three or
four candy bars, which she thrust up at Tim. "Here."


The boy reached for them without looking, wrapping his fingers around
them as he ogled the blonde. "Thanks," he muttered.


As he stumbled barefoot down the aisle to join his new friends, he
glanced over his shoulder a few times - at Peggy.


"Cute," Peggy said, watching him. She turned to Denise. "Is his equipment
pretty nice?"


Denise felt herself flush. "I don't know what you're talking about. He's
my brother - my twin brother. I don't know what you're talking about."


Peggy grinned. "Lucky you. Your brother, huh?"


Denise sighed with exasperation and buried her face in her book, trying
to block out everything around her. She couldn't read, though. She was too
riled up. The trip was ruined. Peggy would not leave her alone. The heat was
unbearable. She could smell the dog, along with the scent of sweaty teenagers.


She peered over the seat ahead of her. She couldn't see too many of the
other kids, but she was certain that she was the only person on the bus besides
the driver who remained decently dressed. The boys she could see all had their
shirts off, the same as Tim. Most of the girls wore the scantiest shorts and
had rolled their T-shirts up under their tits to make their bellies and backs
bare. Every girl and boy she could see were barefooted. They were all sweating,
and the bus smelled like a high-school locker room.


"He had a nice bulge," Peggy said, as if to herself. "I bet he's really
hung. I'd love to see him without his pants on. All girls should be so lucky to
have a twin brother like that."


Denise refused to acknowledge that she'd even heard Peggy. Her heart was
pounding and she felt as if she would suffocate, trapped between Peggy and the
wall of the bus. The worst part of it all was that Peggy seemed to be able to
see into the deepest, darkest parts of Denise's mind. The truth was, Denise
knew what Peggy was talking about. The truth was, Tim was hung like a horse.
Denise spied on him every chance she got, watched him piss in the barn yard,
watched him sneak out behind the shed and jack off, followed him and his
girlfriends into the woods and watched from secret hiding places as he fucked
them.


Tim terrified her. That huge cock he wielded between his legs horrified
her. How could any girl endure the torture of being fucked by that big cock?
And yet, as much as Denise was terrified she was fascinated, she was excited,
she was in love. All the boys in the romance novels she read had Tim's face,
Tim's body. She envied every girl Tim had ever fucked.


"Wanna change places?" Peggy said. "So I can sit next to the window for a
while?"


Denise agreed, thankful to be out of her corner at last.


Peggy slid Denise's overnight bag out of the way on the floor and pressed
her back into the corner, leaving one bare foot on the floor and plopping the
other one up on the seat. The wind coming in the window grabbed her hair and
pulled it out the window where it flew in the breeze like gold streamers.


Denise moved away until she was sitting in the center of the long rear
seat of the bus and could look straight down the aisle. She pushed her
overnight bag out of the way and allowed the black Lab to move into the space
between her and Peggy. Peggy had her legs spread, and the dog sniffed the
crotch of her shorts.


"I can't take much more of this heat," Peggy said. "I'm about ready to
strip completely." She reached under her tits and shoved her fingers up under
the cups. She pushed up, and the tit-cups slipped off, letting her large tits
fall out and jiggle. The string halter hung around her neck like a necklace.


Denise couldn't believe it. She just stared at Peggy's naked tits. The
cherries were very large and full of erect bumps. The nipples stood up like
fingertips.


"Don't worry," Peggy said, grinning mischievously. "Nobody can see me
here behind the seat. If anybody starts coming back here, let me know, huh?
Except for maybe your brother. I wouldn't mind giving him an eyeful."


Denise was speechless. She watched with increasing disbelief as Peggy
unsnapped and unzipped her shorts and lifted her ass and legs to slide them
off. Peggy wasn't even wearing panties. She dropped the shorts on the seat and
settled back down with a sigh, spreading her legs so the her left foot rested
on the floor and her right foot on the bus seat. She had a very hairy blonde
pussy that opened slightly as she spread her legs, revealing the wet pink meat
between the furry lips of her cunt.


"Oh, that feels good," Peggy mumbled, curling her toes sensuously. Then
she reached between her legs and pulled open her cunt, dug her fingers into the
spongy cunt flesh and hauled open the hairy pussy flaps to reveal her wormlike
clit and her seething fuck-chamber.


"Peggy, oh God!" Denise muttered, so shocked she couldn't think of
another word. She watched a few trickles of clear fluid leak from Peggy's
fuckhole and dribble onto the black vinyl bus seat.


The black Lab let out a small whimper and lapped up the cunt juice from
the seat. Then he sniffed Peggy's open crotch as if it were the best thing he'd
ever smelled. Even Denise could smell Peggy's cunt now - that pungent, musky
female scent she'd smelled so many times coming from between her own legs, that
smell that always managed to permeate her own panties after she'd worn them only
a few hours.


"Make love to me, Romeo," Peggy moaned. "Lick me, lover boy."


Her toes curled as the dog mashed his wet muzzle to her open pussy as if
he wanted to fuck her with his snout. As he started to lick, growling quietly,
Peggy lifted her bare ass off the seat, thrusting her pussy at him, her eyes
rolling drunkenly as she fed him her dripping cunt.


Denise was sure she must be dreaming. At any moment she thought she'd be
waking up from this nightmare bus trip and this unbelievable scene before her.
Her subconscious mind was surely causing all this. Over the years she'd had
dirty fantasies about getting her own pussy licked by an animal, especially by
a dog, but she'd buried them deep in her subconscious, ashamed of herself
completely. Now these suppressed memories were surfacing.


"Oh, Romeo, you lick so good!" Peggy breathed, rotating her loins as she
rubbed her open pussy against the dog's fat, slithering tongue.


Cunt juice dripped from Peggy's crotch, splattering on the black vinyl
seat. The smell of pussy was becoming stronger, and Denise began to feel a
little dizzy, almost high on the aroma.


I've never smelled anything in a dream before, Denise realized, and she
looked down the aisle, beginning to believe this wasn't a dream at all. In the
seats closest to the back, girls and boys were necking. French kissing. The
boy's had their hands on the girl's cunts, on their tits, and the girls were
squirming as if trying to get away. By leaning forward, Denise could see that
one girl had her hand inside a boy's pants and was jerking it as the boy kissed
her and played with her tits under her T-shirt. Most of the boys seated with
boys and the girls seated with girls had stopped gabbing with each other and
were watching the boys and girls who were making out, shouting dirty comments
and poking fun. The bus driver focused straight ahead on the road, ignoring the
kids completely.


Denise almost jumped as someone stroked her hand. It was Peggy's hot
toes.


"Play with my foot," Peggy whispered. "Lean over and suck on my toes. It
drive me crazy." She gasped as the dog lapped up and down her cunt slit.


Denise just stared in shock, unable to believe any of this. Despite the
very real smell of cunt in the air, this had to be a dream. It just had to!


"Come on you little bitch," Peggy hissed. "Suck my toes!" She clawed at
Denise's forearm with her toenails.


Denise didn't know why she did it. Maybe because she was scared out of
her mind. Maybe because she was so weak with shock that she would have obeyed
anybody's orders, performing like a zombie. Whatever it was, she slid as close
to Peggy as she could. Peggy raised her leg, pulling her knee toward her
voluptuous tits. Denise took hold of Peggy's naked foot and started to lick and
suck the blonde's wiggling toes.


"Oh baby, yessss!" Peggy hissed. "Oh God, this feels good. Lick me, eat
me, suck me!" Peggy sounded as if she'd lost her mind.


Denise thought she'd pass out. The scent of cunt down here was
suffocating. And she could smell the dog, too. The dog kept growling quietly
and grunting as he licked. His tongue slurped obscenely. He sounded as if he'd
never be able to get enough of the taste of Peggy's seething cunt.


"Oh God, I feel tingles all the way up in my asshole!" Peggy moaned. "My
cunt's gonna melt. Oh shit, this is great! Keep sucking my toes, bitch. It
makes the feeling that much better"


Denise drooled all over Peggy's foot. Peggy's toes tasted salty. The
scent of hot cunt excited Denise. She'd never really smelled a girl's cunt from
so close before. In the locker room at school there was always that faint aroma
of cunt in the air, the mingled cunt-scents of all the girls, but it was
nothing like this steaming scent pouring out of Peggy's excited pussy. The
smell almost made Denise want to take a taste of Peggy's cunt.


"I'm getting close," Peggy whispered. "Oh I wish it would last, but I
wanna come, too. I need that feeling. Oh God, do I need that feeling!"


Denise slithered her tongue between Peggy's toes, chewed on Peggy's bare
foot. She was beginning to enjoy doing this. She didn't want to have to stop.
And she knew Peggy was talking about when she said she wanted to get that
feeling. She loved that feeling, herself, loved to jack herself off until her
toes curled with that raw, melting sensation of orgasm. One of her darkest
secrets was that she liked to jack off, that she jacked off six times a day
sometimes. She couldn't get through her romance novels without jacking off at
least once every chapter, sometimes twice. Always when the handsome, chivalrous
boy brushed his lips against the heroine's flushed cheek in one of those
novels, Denise would manage to bring off her young cunt in seconds.


A slick pool was forming on the seat under Peggy's wiggling ass, and
Peggy rubbed her ass in it, sliding on the seat.


"I'm so hot!" Peggy breathed. "I'm so fucking hot! Oh, I wanna come!"


Denise watched the dog's tongue slither into Peggy's gaping fuck-cavern
like a snake sliding into its hole. Peggy's pussy appeared to open up more and
more as the dog licked her, and her gaping pussy quivered and contracted,
sucking at the dog's tongue from time to time.


I wish that were me, Denise thought. I wish that was me sitting there
getting my pussy licked by that big dog. Oh God, that must feel good!


She sucked hard on Peggy's sexy toes, inhaled the scent of Peggy's cunt,
watched the dog's tongue fuck in and out of Peggy's seething cunt. And she
realized that her own cunt was on fire, was throbbing maddeningly, that her
panties had pulled up like a gag between her swollen pussylips and the material
was working up and down in her cunt slit and against her clit as she
rhythmically squeezed her legs together. Her loins whirled inside with hot
tingles and she moaned out loud.


Peggy was humping, driving her crotch against the dog's muzzle, fucking
herself on his slithering tongue. Her toes curled in Denise's mouth.


"Suck my toes!" Peggy moaned. "Lick my pussy! Oh God, I'm gonna come!"


She came with a final explosion of hot cunt juice, which ran out of her
pussy and dribbled onto the bus seat. Her body jerked rhythmically and she
gasped with each spasm. Her toes clutched madly, nearly tearing the inside of
Denise's mouth.


Denise bit hard at the spasming girl's hot toes. She clamped her own legs
together so hard that her thigh muscles almost cramped. An itchy tension
mushroomed inside her own pussy, her toes tingled in her shoes, and she started
to writhe with orgasm, nearly blacking out as the hot sensations surged through
her cunt.


It feels so good, Denise thought. It just feels so good! This was the
first orgasm she'd ever experienced while doing anything with another person,
and there was something hotter and more intense about it, something more
satisfying than any other orgasm she had ever felt.


She squirmed on the bus seat, working her legs against each other,
sucking on Peggy's toes, nearly passing out as the sensations pulsed through
her loins and her brain. She slid her hand down, rubbing it in the warm
fuck-slime that had run out of Peggy's cunt, and she couldn't help sniffing it.
Then she spit Peggy's toes out and tasted Peggy's slick cunt juice.


The pussy juice was tart and sweat. It tasted like the fluid that came
from her own cunt. She'd never produced so much of it though. Maybe if she got
licked off by a dog, she would. She lowered her lips to the seat and lapped up
the cunt juice until the dog started lapping it up, too. Then she sat up,
suddenly horrified by what she'd been doing. It was as if she'd temporarily
lost her mind.


As she straightened herself, she realized that she'd glimpsed something,
something she had to get a look again. She leaned to the side again slightly,
peeking under the dog's black-furred abdomen. His prick was standing up out of
its sheath - red and wet and quivering. What shocked her was not that the dog
had a hard-on, but the size of the Lab's cock. His cock looked to be five
inches long, maybe six - the size Tim's had been a few years back, before it
had surged in size like a growing cornstalk. She'd never seen a dog with such a
thick and long cock.


"Hung like a horse, isn't he?" Peggy said, sitting up straighter. "When a
girl's got a hung dog around, she doesn't always have to go chasing after the
boys to keep her satisfied." She gave Denise a dirty grin as she played with
her own tits.


Denise shook her head, unable to believe Peggy, unable to believe the
size of the dog's cock, unable to believe what she, herself, had just done. She
looked up front.


A girl was leaning out into the aisle, her eyes rolled back, her hair
dangling toward the floor. A boy was clutching her, his hand down her pants and
pumping as he apparently fucked his finger inside her cunt. More boys and girls
had paired up now and were sharing seats. Half the kids were engaged in necking
or kissing or groping, Denise expected at any moment to see a boy rip off a
girl's shorts, pull out his stiff cock, and ram it up her cunt right there in
front of everybody. Things were getting out of hand, but the bus driver just
stared straight ahead, driving them down the highway.


"You look a little lost," Peggy said. "Like this is your first trip to
the state fair or something."


"It is," Denise mumbled.


"Lucky girl," Peggy said. "It's always best the first time. Ain't that
right, Romeo?" She stroked the Lab's head.


Denise watched in stunned silence as Peggy caught the dog's cock between
her bare toes and started to jack him off.