Ian's car: Talia and Rachel, Stephanie's car: Simon, Elizabeth, and Amy

For the trip up, we split everyone into two carloads: Stephanie would take Simon, Amy, and Elizabeth in her station wagon, while I would take Talia and Rachel in my beat up minivan. On the morning of departure, things were looking up. The rain had died down to a light drizzle, the sun was starting to peek out and say hello, and I couldn’t help but enjoy the fact that my two passengers both looked absolutely gorgeous.

Talia was celebrating the bit of sunshine by showing off her body: a belly shirt, a miniskirt, and knee-high boots. Her long, raven hair was up in incongruously childish pigtails.

Tiny little Rachel, while not exactly possessing the “knock out” body that my other friends had, nonetheless had a kind of feisty, daring energy about her that I had always found incredibly sexy. She was wearing a purple baby tee to match her latest hair color, and beneath it bounced a pair of nice, yummy tits—not too big, but sizeable enough it was easy to imagine them filling my hands. I tried not to stare at those puppies, but what can I say? Motion is eye-catching, and she wasn’t wearing a bra.

They decided to share the backseat for the duration of the drive, so they could “snuggle.”

As soon as we got on the highway, the rain came back, full ****. Driving through it took every bit of my concentration. For the safety of all, I couldn’t allow myself to be distracted, even for an instant—

Rachel and Talia were making out in my back seat.

Soft, feminine lips teased each other. Slender fingers intertwined as they excitedly licked and nipped at each other’s necks. Seriously, you try keeping your eyes on the road through all that.

After I almost smashed us into a tree, I asked that they please tone it down. But instead of listening to me, Talia just smirked and promptly stripped off her belly shirt—putting her big, creamy breasts on display beneath a skimpy black bra. She kept kissing her girlfriend, tugging Rachel’s petite little hands against her shapely chest, deliberately adding some moans into the mixture for my benefit.

I bet Stephanie’s carload of Elizabeth, Amy, and Simon were all singing Disney songs and telling jokes. Fun, easy, the drive passes in the blink of an eye, right?

Things were not so easy for me.

A quick glance in my mirror showed Talia pulling Rachel’s cargo pants down past a pair of unexpectedly feminine lace panties.

I tried valiantly to keep both eyes on the road as Rachel straddled Talia’s lap, giving the sensuous, exotic teenager easy access to her adorable butt—which was pointed right at me. I couldn't help but entertain the thought of reaching back and giving Rachel’s ass a nice grope…