Roger's house.

You suggest the four of you just hang out at Roger's house today. He's the one that has to carry you on his lap, anyway!

The rest agree, and Troy begins to drive. You've never been to Roger's house before. In fact, you have no idea where it is. But you're glad to be off your legs. You begin to feel flustered every time you're reminded of your situation. You curse your panties and their intrusive ways. Perhaps next time you should at least wear something more concealing than a skirt.

Alison speaks up. "I love going to Roger's house!" She smiles, and Troy laughs. Roger remains quiet beneath your rear.

"I bet you do," teases Roger. "You say that every time. Don't worry. We'll take the same road as always."

Alison's eyes light up with glee, and you look at her in a confused manner. You ask how far away Roger lives.

"I live a bit out of town," answered the man you're sitting on. He shrugs. "Frankly I'm not that used to the city. We have a small home that's kind of in the middle of nowhere."

"I like the road there because it hasn't been maintained in years," Alison chimes in.

You continue to be confused, just focusing more on not losing yourself on Roger's legs. You do your best to ignore how close his manhood must be to your... You shake your head.

You take hold of the end of your skirt and tug it down self-consciously.

After several minutes of driving you leave the city, and any evidence of life. There seems to be only trees and long plains of grass in every direction. You then turn off onto a road you could hardly even call a road. It seems to be entirely made of dirt and misshapen rocks. However, you gasp the moment the truck pulls onto it due to the violent shaking.

Each bump jiggles the fabric teasingly inside your pussy, and the vibrations do wonders on their own. You've enjoyed the feeling of a bumpy ride before but not like this. Not this intensely.

You look over at Alison, seeming to be enjoying the trip greatly. So this is why she likes going to Roger's house. She giggles as her hands caress her slender exposed legs, and when you linger a bit too long, she turns to you with a smile. Your face turns an even hotter red knowing that she knows exactly what you're feeling. You've never felt so embarrassed.

Bumping up and down, you begin to clench your teeth against your lower lip. Pleasure fills you as your sensitive area is vibrated and teased. Worst of all, it's all happening on Roger's lap. You try to resist but you begin to squirm back and forth, clenching your skirt tightly.

You wiggle more and more from the tantalizing sensation, but that's when you hear Roger groan quietly behind you. Surely all your movements and quiet noises are teasing him as well. You breathe heavily and panic.