First firework of the night

Dennis reached the car first, he opened the driver's door and climbed in. Jane and Daria followed, giggling as they climbed into the back seat. Dennis started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot, feeling a rush of adrenaline as they drove down the street.

As they were nearing the apartment, Daria suddenly let out a loud shriek, and her top got thrown onto Dennis' lap.

He tried to focus on the road, but his eyes caught a glimpse of her bare breasts covered by her hands in the rearview mirror. The sight was enough to make him feel his cock twitch. He bit his lower lip, trying to control his arousal, as he glanced at Daria's reflection.

She was smiling mischievously, her hands still covering her breasts.

"Oh, sorry, Dennis. Jane decided to prank me. Let me grab my top."

And with that, she stretched from the backseat to try and grab the small green garment with one hand while covering her breasts with the other. It was an impossible task so eventually she just stretched both hands, pressing her bare breasts onto Dennis hip.

Dennis was barely able to drive. The feeling of her soft naked breasts pressed onto him while her hands were grabbing everything but the top was too much. He was starting to get pretty close to his limits. Thankfully Jane called for him to stop as they reached their apartment.

As the car stopped, Daria moved back to her seat and then opened the car door. Before Dennis could do anything, his door opened and the topless beauty, now covering with both of her hands, appeared. She looked at her hands, then at the top and asked:

"Do you think you could put this on for me, Dennis? It would make things a lot easier for me. I don't have a free hand."

Dennis nodded, putting the garment into his hands. As he did, she moved closer to him and jumped on his lap. Her face was inches from Dennis while his cock was pressed onto her bare tummy.

"Daria," he said, his betraying his lust. "You still need to move your hands."

She looked up at him and quickly averted her gaze.

"I'm sorry," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm just a little shy."

She feels his dick twitch at that statement. She looks him into his eyes and then drops her arms, exposing her breasts fully.

Daria's chest was even more magnificent than Dennis had imagined. Her breasts were large and firm, with pink, erect nipples that begged to be touched. They were perfectly round, with just a hint of sag, a testament to their naturalness.

She leaned in closer, pressing her breasts against his chest. Her lips met his in a passionate kiss while her hands found his erect cock. She wrapped her hand around him, giving him a gentle squeeze.

Dennis felt the pressure building inside of him, his entire body tensing with pleasure. He couldn't hold back any longer, and with a moan, he came. His release was intense, his semen shooting out in long ropes. Daria didn't miss a beat, she continued to stroke him, milking every last drop of cum from him.

Dennis felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him, but it was quickly replaced by a feeling of satisfaction. He had his experience with girls but never anything this intense.

Daria broke the silence. "My top...it's a mess now." She held it up, revealing the stains of his semen on it. "But, I think I got most of it so the car is fine."

"Thanks," Dennis said, still a little dizzy. "I'm sorry about your top."

Daria shrugged, a sly smile playing on her lips. "It's just a top," she said, tossing it away to the grass next to the car. "I have plenty more."

Her hands moved to cover up her breasts as she walked to the apartment, where Jane was motioning for them to come inside. Dennis quickly walked out of the car, covering his shrinking dick as he run to the girls