The Back Seat

Julie stopped, squeezing her eyes shut, opening them again as she felt her voice tremble just a bit as she answered.

"I'll ride in the back." Her body tingled with excitement, especially the parts of it that were bare..and with her tiny bikini top and shorts being the only things she was wearing, there was a lot of exposed skin that was tingling as she walked over.

Brian nodded with a grin, and with the two 'B's in the front seat, Julie squeezed into the back of Brian's car. Normally, she would have had an easy time with her slim frame getting into his vehicle, but he was getting in with two guys squeezed in on one side, and it was impossible not to brush up against someone or something on the way in. There was a lot of someones who were rubbing against her, and as Mike and John crammed in, it almost felt being on a water bed.

"Everyone ready?" Julie couldn't really answer as she was trying to find somewhere to put her hands, and eventually settled on the thighs of the two outer guys - Mitch, and John. Paul and Mike were the guys she was 'sitting' on, and their hands were squirming, too. Eventually, with a shared look, one of them somehow had a hand on her shorts, the other on her bare thigh. As Brian started the car, she gasped; the sudden jerking forward of the vehicle caused her to slide a little, and she had managed to rub her ass on Paul's cock.

"Sorry." she said, settling in a bit on his lap, shifting a bit to the right. In response, Paul's hand wrapped around her waist, and Mike's hand went further down her thigh.

No, he was starting to rub her. The sensation was enjoyable, but Julie was feeling a lot of things at the moment and it was hard to keep track.

They had barely pulled out of the lot before her small hands were grabbed. "Just to keep you from slipping." Came John's voice, but she couldn't help but wonder why her hands were being pulled towards the guy's bulges. She looked left, and then right, seeing each of the guys look at her lustfully. Every little jostle of the car was causing her body to slide, and their hunger was fueling hers.

Someone's hand was on her back now. One on her other thigh, her bare stomach. Each of them were touching her now. She tried to look forward and-

Bruce looked back with a grin on his face. "Comfy?" He asked, and Julie tried to respond, but could only gasp. Paul's hand had slipped inside of her shorts, John was fondling one of her breasts through her bikini top. There seemed to be hands all over her body; and her mind went back again to the contrast between them. The guys, all fully clothed, comfortably covered in their shirts and shorts.

Her in her tiny bikini top and shorts, teasing them. Sitting on their laps.

She moaned as her breast was squeeze roughly - now Bruce had reached back, one large black hand fondling one of her firm mounds, the other still being roughly mauled by John. She heard the button on her shorts pop open, the zipper being pulled down. Two eager fingers inside of her.

One of her hands - the right one, on Mitch - was rubbing a cock. Still through boxers. The hands went off her breasts, but then she felt the string of her bikini top loosen, Mike's eager hands going to the waistband of them to try to pull them down her thighs. Julie writhed, feeling her body being molested, pulled and tugged in so many directions. They were trying to strip her naked, and she didn't know whether to fight them or let it happen.

And she couldn't help but notice that they were still driving. Her house wasn't that far away...