We modestly put some pillows between us, as if to establish a limit. To be honest, we were quite restless and shy, despite our envy. My mother was sti...ll in position when I put her hand in the basket: for the first time, I was able to touch her mound of Venus. She was a little surprised and let out a little "hoo!" And immediately she started to caress me in turn, as if she were late. The position was not perfect, but I did not ask for more, we would not have dared to put ourselves in another. It wasn't long into that first summer until I found myself watching her through a window while stroking my cock. My father travelled a lot for work, so I often had free reign of the house for a week at a time. When Terri was at work I would go through her dirty clothes hamper and find a pair of her worn panties to aid in my masturbation. I loved the scent of her panties, the mixture of her perfume and sweet and pungent cunt was intoxicating. I'm sure that I came in the crotch of ever pair of my. Linda begins to ride me as she feel my dick throbbing. I smack her ass and begin to thrust harder and deeper. James stands and moves behind Linda and comments on how hot it looks from his view point. She barely replies as we are too into the task at hand. She slows down and catches her breath. "You're something else, you know that?" She says as she looks at me. I grin and nod. She gets off of me and goes down towards my dick and begins to suck. James kneels down behind her and takes his dick. These two girls were kissing each other. On the bus, in the seat across from me. And they weren’t sisterly kisses either. These were real kisses. On the lips! Lingering.It took me a bit to recover and notice what else was going on. One girl had her hand on the other’s knee, just below her skirt hem. She was moving her hand up her friend’s (sister’s?) leg. That skirt was sliding up as her hand moved up. The two girls beside me were making out. On the bus, with me across from them. I remembered.