My underage school bus dream which has become my fav fantasy

I had a dream about a year ago which has now become my favorite m*********** fantasy.

I dreamt that I was a kid back at school on a school trip on a bus sat in the window seat. Sat next to me in the aisle seat is a little girl. She is very pretty, wearing an extremely short school skirt and white knee socks. As I realised more detail in my dream, I began to realise that the bus was full of other kids from our school.

I also realised that I was wearing only a white school shirt and nothing else. For some reason all the buttons were missing on my shirt and I began to despirately try to hold the shirt together to hide my naked body.

At the same time I was fixated to the pretty little girl sat next to me and I was getting very arroused looking down at her her bare legs.....oh I was so so turned on! The more I tried to hide myself fumbling with my shirt the more my willy kept poking through and every time I brashed over it with my fumbling hand I got more turned on.

Eventually the little girl looked around to see what all my fidgiting was about and she noticed me fumbly and my hard willy sticking out and suddenly I climaxed all over myself and my shirt and the seat ..... such a rush!

Needless to say she screamed, the teacher came over and the stopped the bus. He escorted me down the aisle and off the bus with all the other kids looking at me, shirt gaping open for them all to see, I had reached puberty, probably 14 or so and my ginger pubilc hairs were eveident.

I then remember distant chants of the kids cally me ginger-minger!

As an adult now this dream still turns me on. I have never confessed this dream or fantasy to anyone. Thanks for reading.

Joel

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  • I'm a 20 year old guy. I was molested my my bus driver, starting at 6. He was also a family friend. After school I stayed at this apartment until my mom got me at night.

    He would strip me, and make me wear school girl uniforms, then masturbated my ass. At 6 I was giving blowing him and swallowing. He made me also eat his ass. I hated it all but thought my mom would not believe me. I turned 7 during the mid winter break in February and he watched me all day for mom.
    He took my a*** virginity by raping me on the first day. It hurt so much every time he was so rough.

    This went on until I was 14 until we moved to another state. I am so f***** up now. I can't get hard with a woman or c** by jerking off The only way I c** is by being rough ass f*****.

    I hate being gay.

    Why do I need to be raped to c**!!!

  • Because you are a sissy c***-lover. Just give up and accept it, little girl. Take those fat c**** and grow your t***.

  • I love sissys

  • I'm a 40 year old woman. When I was 8 I was the last stop on the mini school bus each day. The woman who drove it would pull into a secluded area every school day and molest me.

    She would strip me naked and she would finger me. My body was soon trained to c** when touched. Then she would lift her dress and force me to perform oral in her until she came. Being a naked 8 year old girl, and molested by a woman is the worst feeling in the world. No one would believe me as nobody believes women do these things.

    This happened from the first day of 3rd grade until my last day in high school.

    Even as a teen, I felt powerless and would start undressing as we pulled in to that wooded area. I became that frightened little girl again every day. She made me her s** toy, I would sit there naked and do what she wanted. To this day I am disgusted I would c** from her touch.

    5 years ago, I went to my high school reunion and she was there. She was 75 then. Somehow she got me alone in a storage room and locked the door. All she said was Undress. I reverted to 8 years old and did what she wanted. She started fingering me and I came. Then she sat in a chair and I was on my knees between her legs licking her. She made me do it for 20 minutes.

    Finally, after c****** several times, she got up turned around and pull my mouth to her ass. Then said "Tongue f*** my ass, little girl". I was crying but did as she demanded. It was as disgusting as ever. She finally came from it. And said I'm done. She picked up my bra and panties and smiled then left. I cried on the floor for a half hour.

    I got dress in my remaining thins and left. I have never been back again.

    This woman destroyed my life. I have never been able to be sexual with anyone. I hate masterbating as I have found I can only c** by remembering being molested. To this day she still controls me and the way I can o*****.

    My life is a wreak. Why can I only c** when I think about what she did to me!

  • Because secretly you love it. You want it. Just accept it. Your body was made to be used and abused and you have no purpose in life except to please.

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  • I remember riding my bike to school in year 7. After school we'd swarm the bike racks. As we swung our legs over the seat or stood up on the peddles to accelerate quickly you could see the girls undies under their skirts.

  • One of my earliest memories that I have where I realised I was not normal was when I was about 8 and in the kitchen of a neighbours house. There were a couple of mothers and a small swarm of kids in our school uniforms. The girls uniform was a short dress. Suddenly one of the mums whacked her kid across the back of the legs with the wooden spoon. The kid fell to the floor and curled up crying and sobbing. The mother said out loud the best bit about these short uniforms is that you can get a good smack in without having to lift the skirt.

    I remember standing there with really confusing feelings. I knew I should feel sorry for the kid but I didn't. I was curious to have a look at the red mark. I remember even wondering what it would be like to be that kid. Later as I pondered it, I was intrigued by the mothers remark too. Even later in life I was intrigued to think that mums are quite happy to dress their daughters in skimpy clothes and certainly my daughter was quite happy to likewise wear quite skimpy clothes

  • Ahh dreams.

    but reality is …….. distant. boring. cold. misunderstood.

    I wonder why guys including me get so fixated on short dresses and skirts. I am sure it's totally a non issue for the girls.

  • Dped Ave 8

  • Shot who's ava

  • Nice and tight

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