Dumpster Talk

It's a low point. You feel yourself sink into the smelly garbage and you don't even want to know what that mushy thing against your bare ass is. Matters aren't helped much by the girl on top of you, her weight slowing pushing you further down into the trash and making it surround you. You'd try to maneuver around but you aren't into girls that way and you don't really want to press your tiny boobs even more against her. The skin to skin contact is nearly as awkward as the fact that you are naked. And oh god, you are naked It's still not fully settled in but the time wallowing in the trash really is helping you be fully aware of that.

Suddenly Zoe starts trying to shift and you let out a squeal as she awkwardly drifts against your tits and you squeak, "What are you doing!?"

Zoe stammers back, "I'm just trying to face you..."

"Why are you even trying to do that?" You suddenly find yourself wishing that you were stuck with anybody else in this dumpster.

"So we can talk." Zoe whispers as her turning makes you sink a little deeper and you feel something gross against the back of your neck.

"We can do that without-" You are interrupted with a face staring right into you, you notice she's got a blush matching your own and a very very anxious look across her face. Her breathing is harsh and as her eyes bore into you, you wish more than anything you could just turn away; but your movement is absolutely limited at the moment, "We can do that without... eye contact."

"I'm just... scared. I don't like being naked. I've not been naked outside in front of other people ever."

"Wait in front of other people?" You really hope there isn't subtext there.

"I mean yes. But it's just for fun! It's not like... sexual or anything." You realise there was, you try to avoid judging her but still; that's weird.

"Jesus christ Zoe, can we not talk about this?" You let out a long sigh, a little guilty "Please, can you just be quiet? I need a moment. This is all..."

You trail off as you close your eyes for a bit. You still feel her bare body pushing against you, and you really hope that's not her breasts against your breasts but you aren't going to check; some questions are better left unanswered. Should you start planning your escape? Has it even been ten minutes yet? God, should you even go with Zoe back home? I guess you can't leave her by herself, it's probably safer together but still... how long are you going to have to deal with her for? You feel her brush against your leg and give a jolt.

"Zoe stop squirming! This is awkward enough already!"

"I know... you said that. I was trying to move so we were more comfortable and you know... our breasts weren't..." Well, that question is answered.

"Fuck Zoe, can we get the fuck out of here? Just open the lid, I don't care anymore."