The Girls take a Car Ride

During the drive, Emily’s vibrating underwear transitioned repeatedly from a gentle warm nuzzling against her pussy and nipples to a full on blast of energy which made her feel as though she had her legs wrapped around a roaring motorcycle engine. Then suddenly, it would stop entirely for a few moments before the cycle started again.

It was maddening – she felt confused, dazed, and if only she could predict what her bra and knickers would do she might be able to cope. She wished she could just squeeze her legs together and try to quietly orgasm, or even to have the feeling stop altogether so she could think straight. But instead, as the vibrations brought her toward her climax they would suddenly subside and she would slowly drift back down to earth. Vanessa’s hand still squeezed her thigh reassuringly as the car moved, and the touch felt electric. As they moved through the night streets and into the outskirts of town Emily felt that her skin was coated in a sheen of sweat which was beginning to form droplets on her top lip and forehead. She also felt wet and hot between her legs, and worried that the tight denim shorts would reveal her secret as soon as she stepped into the light.

It was uncomfortable, wedged into the back of the car with her arms bound behind her and the erratic stimulation to her privates. She leaned her head against the cool window, trying to soothe her fevered brow, then saw a bright glow of coloured lights above the trees ahead.

Leaning forward, Emily dreaded the answer to her question. ‘Melody, where does Carl work?’

Melody turned to her, still with a wide grin. ‘The fairground! Did I not tell you already?’

Emily sank back into her seat. She had only recently escaped from the fairground and goodness knows how many people had seen her running around with no shorts. And those people saw her boobies too! And Mister Jackson! What if she bumped into him and he asked her what was going on? This was terrible news, thought Emily. As soon as they arrived she would need to find a way to escape from both her vibrating clothes and the fairground.

Susan parked the car on the field near the entrance and Emily allowed herself to be led into the fairground again. She found it difficult to walk when her underwear either turned up to full power or stopped pulsing entirely, and Vanessa had to steady her with an arm around her waist when her steps faltered. Emily looked feverishly around her, trying desperately to find some way of getting out of this underwear.

The group of girls came to a halt in the main concourse. The fair was still busy, but now it was full of youths and groups of adults milling around and drinking beer. The families from the daytime trade had largely gone home, giving way to a more adult crowd.

Melody took charge once again. ‘Susan and I will go fetch Carl. Vanessa and Sophie, you look after Emily until we come back, okay?’ And with that, the two dark haired girls disappeared into the throng.

Sophie moved aside, appearing bored and not really very happy to be here. Vanessa guided Emily to the railing around the Waltzer ride where they could wait for Carl.

Emily was feeling really quite uncomfortable now, with the buzzing pads in her underwear threatening to drive her crazy if she didn’t either orgasm or free herself from them. Neither option was appealing out here in public, but perhaps there was a way she could loosen her panties at least? Just pull them down a little so they weren’t teasing her poor, wet pussy all the time? She tried to push the shorts down over her bottom slightly, but they were too tight at the front. Of course she couldn’t move her hands to the front because of the handcuffs. It must be time to ask Vanessa to help. Vanessa was being so kind, maybe she would be willing to reach inside Emily’s shorts and pull her panties away from her aching sex. Perhaps she could place her hand between Emily and the vibrating pad to provide some relief. She might even slide a couple of fingers inside her hungry pussy, using her palm to rub Emily’s little button until she was able to climax. Emily felt the cool evening breeze flow over her moist skin as a line of chattering couples left the Waltzer ride next to where they were standing. Of course there was no way she could ask Vanessa to put her hand in her knickers! Come on Emily, pull yourself together!

She turned to look at the Waltzers and suddenly had an epiphany. The hand rails on the circular cars were all lifted now to allow the passengers to alight, but the interesting thing which Emily saw was the hook shaped clip where the brace closed once the ride started. She could quickly run over and hook this clasp into the front of her shorts, possibly catching her panties too, and pull them down a little. Not so far as to be indecent, but enough to relieve the intense stimulation. This was her chance!

Emily bounded over to the ride, still with her hands bound, and managing to ignore the vibrations in her underwear for the moment it took to reach the nearest car and thrust her groin at the dirty hook. She heard Vanessa and Sophie call out behind her, but by the time they reached her she would be done, and feeling better about everything. At least she would be able to think straight.

More passengers were filing onto the ride as Emily rocked her hips, trying to hook the little clamp into her waistband. A sudden burst of vibration made her cry out and bend forward, and when she stood upright again she could feel the hook inside her panties against her tummy! Success!

Just then Sophie and Vanessa reached her, shouting and trying to pull her away from the car but Emily shrugged them away from her shoulders as she tried to use the clamp to pull her panties down. Then the car moved with a jolt as the floor beneath them shifted. A muffled voice rang out over the overhead speakers: ‘Raise your arms and allow the safety bar to close, and enjoy the ride!’

The floor lurched again and Vanessa was left a few feet behind on the static platform, but Sophie almost lost her footing and bumped into Emily. Despite being so tiny, Sophie’s nudge pushed Emily from her already poorly balanced position and she fell headfirst into the circular seat of the car. Rolling over Emily saw the bar close, realising that she had completely failed to dislodge her shorts or panties, and with a loud click against the steel hook she saw that Sophie’s shorts were trapped in the mechanism. The tan material of Sophie’s waistband was jammed between the safety bar and its housing and there was no way she could escape.

And then the car began to turn as the ride began.