Noel
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- Aug 29, 2023
CHAPTER 1
Rona - a 16 year old innocent high school girl. She is sweet and pretty with large pair of tits. PIC
Shir - Rona's friend. She too a 16 year old girl.
Reymond - a 40-year-old divorced man who owned a large hardware store and enjoyed a comfortable life, thanks to his successful business and several employees.
STORY
Rona was exhausted after a long day and was eagerly waiting at the bus station to head home. Finally, the bus arrived, and to her surprise, it was exceptionally overcrowded, even for that time of day. Rona managed to find a spot to stand by the window. As the bus continued on its route, she tried to close her eyes and relax, knowing the ride would take about half an hour. She looked around for her friend Shir but couldn't find her on the crowded bus.
Ten minutes into the ride, Rona felt something behind her - a hand brushing against her jeans, groping her large, rounded bottom. She held her breath, shocked and afraid. This had never happened to her before, and she was unsure of how to react. A second later, the hand moved away. "It must be an accident," Rona thought to herself, but deep down, she knew it wasn't.
Two minutes later, the hand touched her again. This time, it was clear that the touching was not accidental. Rona felt a mix of disgust and fear. Eventually, she couldn't take it anymore and turned her head to confront the man standing behind her. He was old enough to be her father.
"Take your hand off me!" she said firmly, her voice louder than she expected. She had never been this assertive before, often thinking of herself as shy and submissive. The man looked shocked as if he had not anticipated such a reaction. He quickly removed his hand and walked towards the door, getting off the bus at the next stop.
"Well done, Rona!" It was Shir's voice, and she moved closer to her friend. Seeing Shir nearby was comforting.
Once they arrived at their destination station, the two girls walked down the street. Shir kept asking questions about the incident on the bus, but Rona was still agitated and didn't have much to share. It was just some stranger touching her inappropriately. The feeling of fear had given way to pride; she had handled the situation assertively and ended it promptly.
When Rona got home, her initial instinct was to tell her mother about the incident, but she changed her mind at the last moment and decided to keep it to herself. She quickly sent a message to Shir, asking her to keep the incident a secret, especially from her mother. It took some convincing, but Rona explained that if the incident became known, it would impose restrictions on their use of buses and other freedoms.
Rona couldn't shake off the memory of the incident on the bus. She replayed it in her head repeatedly, trying to recall every detail - the feel of the hand, the smell of the man, the look on his face. To her surprise, she found herself extremely aroused. "What is happening to me? I should be disgusted by this!" she thought, confused and troubled. Despite trying to focus on her homework and watching TV, nothing could distract her from these thoughts. The memories of the man groping her lingered in her mind for the rest of the evening. She went to bed with her heart racing, haunted by the encounter.
This reaction made no sense to her, but she found herself hoping it would happen again. The next time, she knew she would let the man do as he pleased.
To be continued...
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Rona - a 16 year old innocent high school girl. She is sweet and pretty with large pair of tits. PIC
Shir - Rona's friend. She too a 16 year old girl.
Reymond - a 40-year-old divorced man who owned a large hardware store and enjoyed a comfortable life, thanks to his successful business and several employees.
STORY
Rona was exhausted after a long day and was eagerly waiting at the bus station to head home. Finally, the bus arrived, and to her surprise, it was exceptionally overcrowded, even for that time of day. Rona managed to find a spot to stand by the window. As the bus continued on its route, she tried to close her eyes and relax, knowing the ride would take about half an hour. She looked around for her friend Shir but couldn't find her on the crowded bus.
Ten minutes into the ride, Rona felt something behind her - a hand brushing against her jeans, groping her large, rounded bottom. She held her breath, shocked and afraid. This had never happened to her before, and she was unsure of how to react. A second later, the hand moved away. "It must be an accident," Rona thought to herself, but deep down, she knew it wasn't.
Two minutes later, the hand touched her again. This time, it was clear that the touching was not accidental. Rona felt a mix of disgust and fear. Eventually, she couldn't take it anymore and turned her head to confront the man standing behind her. He was old enough to be her father.
"Take your hand off me!" she said firmly, her voice louder than she expected. She had never been this assertive before, often thinking of herself as shy and submissive. The man looked shocked as if he had not anticipated such a reaction. He quickly removed his hand and walked towards the door, getting off the bus at the next stop.
"Well done, Rona!" It was Shir's voice, and she moved closer to her friend. Seeing Shir nearby was comforting.
Once they arrived at their destination station, the two girls walked down the street. Shir kept asking questions about the incident on the bus, but Rona was still agitated and didn't have much to share. It was just some stranger touching her inappropriately. The feeling of fear had given way to pride; she had handled the situation assertively and ended it promptly.
When Rona got home, her initial instinct was to tell her mother about the incident, but she changed her mind at the last moment and decided to keep it to herself. She quickly sent a message to Shir, asking her to keep the incident a secret, especially from her mother. It took some convincing, but Rona explained that if the incident became known, it would impose restrictions on their use of buses and other freedoms.
Rona couldn't shake off the memory of the incident on the bus. She replayed it in her head repeatedly, trying to recall every detail - the feel of the hand, the smell of the man, the look on his face. To her surprise, she found herself extremely aroused. "What is happening to me? I should be disgusted by this!" she thought, confused and troubled. Despite trying to focus on her homework and watching TV, nothing could distract her from these thoughts. The memories of the man groping her lingered in her mind for the rest of the evening. She went to bed with her heart racing, haunted by the encounter.
This reaction made no sense to her, but she found herself hoping it would happen again. The next time, she knew she would let the man do as he pleased.
To be continued...
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