Johnny hit the gas and we all drove off

"To the party!" Johnny yelled. The boys were all laughing and waved at the gas station attendant as we drove off. Tony said that I should probably leave my sweater off until we got to the party, so the cum on my tits wouldn't stain my sweater. I didn't know what to do, but I didn't want to stain my sweater, so I just folded my arms over my breasts as we drove to the party.

Johnny seemed to be driving slower now than he had been, and on the way to the party, Bob and Tommy kept trying to kiss my neck and shoulders. Sometimes they would touch my arms and try to feel my breasts, and I couldn't push them away, because I wanted to keep my breasts covered. The boys kept telling Johnny what a hot fox I was, and I was sure to be the hit of the party. That made me a little uncomfortable, but I didn't say anything.

I guess all the events at the gas station and all the kissing and touching were keeping me pretty excited, because I could feel my pussy was staying pretty wet. I kept wishing that I had worn some panties, because I was afraid that I was going to stain my skirt and Johnny's back seat. Oh, well, that was Johnny's fault for not letting me wear any panties.

As we got closer to the college, I figured that the cum on my chest had dried enough, and said I was going to put on my sweater. The boys all tried to convince me not to, but I insisted. Bob said, "Well, then, let me help." He and Tom pulled my sweater back down over my head but it seemed that it took them awhile to get it down over my head, so I was sitting there for a minute or so with my head covered up and my chest exposed. Finally, they were able to get it on completely, but they sure seemed to get a good feel of my breasts in the process.