Beach Trip 2 - Back Seat Fun

"Someone need anything?" Erika asks, peaking back into the van after following her boyfriend outside at a roadside gas station. What ensues is a lengthy discussion during which Denise tries to describe the one specific flavor of a certain energy drink brand until finally:

"Ugh, I'll just come with you." she ends up groaning and crawls out the door, leaving Zoey and you alone in the car.

"Damn. So quiet all of the sudden." chuckles the futa and leans back.

"Yeah." you nod and briefly peek outside the window. Denise and the other two are strolling off towards the small store.

"You know, we could totally make out now without-"

"Jesus, Zoey." you roll your eyes and give her a little shove.

"What, why not?" Zoey laughs in response.

"We're not fifteen." you tell her. "Plus, then what? We make out, get both of us heated and then we have another three hours with nothing to do about it?"

"So you can be practical sometimes?" she teases and reaches her arm around you.

"What's that s'posed to mean, huh?" you scoff at her, more playful than anything else.

"Dunno. Just haven't gotten to know you as the rational type."

"Bullshit. When have I not been rational?" you ask her, more or less deliberately playing into her game.

"Oh girl, I have seen you in states." she smirks and pulls you closer.

"I dunno what you're talking about." you lie into her face and snap a finger against the growing bulge in her cargo pants.

"Lemme remind you then." Zoey then purrs in her sexy, raspy voice and inches closer with her face. Ugh, fuck it. Few seconds won't hurt anyone.

You let her lips land on yours and return the kiss. Her strong hands quickly find their way to the bare skin of your waist and turn you towards her. Whoo, okay, this is admittedly nice. Putting the thought of your friends' imminent return aside for a moment, your put your arms around her neck and deepen the kiss.

This is way too easy. You really shouldn't get turned on this quickly. For fuck's sake, she just banged you this morning. Maybe it's the public aspect again. Perhaps you just really have a thing for that. But no one can tell you Zoey isn't affected as well. In fact, why not put it to a test? You just have to take a hand away from her neck, slide it past her boobs, past her abs and- oh jesus christ, she's hard as fuck.

"Huh." you smile into the kiss. "Someone's excited."

"Heh, sue me." grins the futa and goes in to continue the kiss. You're about to lean into it but at the last second, when you peak past her face and through the van's window, you can see the others approach.

"They're coming." you inform her and push her off. Oh fuck, now what to do with this giant boner??

"Alright, alright." Zoey sighs and, seemingly unbothered, leans back against her seat.

"Fuck fuck fuck..." you curse and right before the three reach the car, you let impulse take over and throw your legs over her lap.

"Aaalrighty!" sounds Denise as she yanks open the sliding door. The latina shortstack is holding four Monster Energy cans in her hands and puts them down between the seats.

"Couldn't decide?" Zoey wonders, refering to the range of flavors she brought in.

"Nope. These two are mine because they are objectively the best." she answers and climbs in. "And two can have the others."

"Oh damn, thanks." Zoey smiles and hands you one of them.

"Again: please no drinks in the car..." Jonas sighs but already sounds somewhat defeated. Next to him, Erika opens a water bottle.

"And AGAIN - Jonas - I won't be waiting three fucking hours to drink this!" Denise barks back and as if to emphasize her point, she makes her drink fizzle extra loud. You really do love her sometimes.

"How 'bout we just wait till the next stop, huh?" her boyfriend suggests.

"Watch out with your legs though." Erika chimes in and nods at yours draped over Zoey's lap. "Can get dangerous on the road, you know."

"Uhh, don't worry." you nervously assure her, eager to not reveal your girlfriend's massive hardon. You don't even know if Jonas knows about her equipment yet. "Just a few minutes to stretch."

"...right." Erika frowns and her quick glance downwards signals pretty clearly that she's caught on. Takes one of Zoey's prior conquests to know, huh?