Proving it

The next thing either of them knew they were hand in hand and heading for the exit. They get some looks for disrupting the game but the other tables were too busy debating the answer to the second question to give them much mind.

Near the door Casey finds Felix. She grips his arm and whispers. "We're taking off."

Felix is stunned. The flushed and flummoxed look of the girls left no doubt what their plans were. "Oh, uh, wow. Yeah sure."

"Can you make sure Chloe gets home?"

"No problem. Don't worry, I'll take care of Chloe." He smiles.

"I heard that!" Comes Chloe's voice from back at the table. How she possibly heard that from across the diner was anybody's guess. "I'll take care you too sugar buns."

He laughs and shakes his head. "Have fun."

"We will!" Casey cannot contain her ear to ear grin.

Not a word is said as Casey leads Elsie to her subcompact. They get into the car, stop, and look at each other.

"Oh my god. I never ever do this." Elsie says.

"Me neither!"

"Hurry before one of us changes our mind." They both laugh nervously. The chances of that happening were slim to none.

Casey starts up the vehicle and soon they are darting through traffic in the zippy little car. The radio is turned on which helps with the growing nervous tension between them.

Casey glances over. "So..." She motions down to El's crotch with her eyes.

Elsie bites her bottom lip like a naughty girl telling tales out of school. "It's a family secret. I've got...er...both sets of equipment."

Casey gawps and nearly swerves into oncoming traffic. After a frantic moment or two she looks back at El. "Both!?"

"I could explain it, as best as I understand. If you need."

"I don't. There will be time for that later." She says. "Wow, both. Unbelievable."

Elsie's expression goes from naughty to downright smoldering. "I'll prove it, if you let me."

Casey is **** to split her attention between El and the road as Elsie reaches over and gently takes Casey's right arm in her hands just as she had back in the diner. Casey lets her arm go loose. Elsie slowly brings the hand to her thigh. Pausing there she hitches up the left side of her long dress all the way up to her hip, revealing her soft pale leg beneath. Lifting the fabric with her right hand El slips Casey's hand in under her dress with the left. She rests her hand on Casey's slender forearm and lets her to the rest.

Casey looks up to El and the sexual desire sizzles the air between them. She turns her attention back to the road, driving only with her left hand, and begins to explore.

Beneath the soft cotton of Elsie's panties the first thing Casey feels is one huge teste. El takes in a sharp breath and continues to hold Casey's arm right where it was. Casey feels its round shape. This single nut was easily larger than both of Casey's put together, proportional to the thick shaft she had felt back at the diner. Casey wasn't shocked about someone being bigger as her own penis and balls were quite petite, but the scale of difference was massive. She moves her fingers and feels the other, the pair of them filling her grasp completely.

"Mmm." Elsie moans softly as Casey very tenderly fondles her balls.

Tilting her hand Casey takes a careful grip onto Elsie's cock and she feels it swell to the touch. It was big, real big. El wasn't even hard yet and it was already the largest dick Casey had ever experienced. She began to get nervous. Could she handle such a thing? She also began to worry. The red head loved her little package. She was smaller than average but she thought it cute, refined, and beautifully ladylike. But would El be disappointed if this was her standard of measure? Glancing over at Elsie's dark lust filled eyes set Casey's worries to ease. Her penis was only one tool in her toolbox.

El swallows and whispers. "Keep going."

Casey returns her attention to the road ahead and nods. Slipping her hand down between Elsie's inner thigh and scrotum her fingers accidentally slides in under El's panties. She goes to pull back but Elsie holds her arm firm. Staring straight ahead and doing her damnedest not to get into an accident she begins to feel.

On the top of her fingers she could feel the damp heat and weight of Elsie's balls and along the pads was a patch of soft pubes. Sliding down further is Elsie's supple mound and hot wet slit.

"Oh!" Elsie sighs.

While Casey believed El before, hearing it and actually feeling it were two different things. Elsie truly was as unique as she claimed to be!

Flattening her hand Casey presses lightly with all four fingers at once and feels the pussy. Her middle finger nestles between the small fleshy pedals of El's labia.

"You're so wet."

"Mmm." El nods. "I'm getting hard too. How much further?"

"Not long now." Casey has trouble making the turn off of the busy main road onto the quiet side street leading to her neighborhood, but she wasn't about to pull her hand back now.

Casey gradually begins a slow circular rub, the knuckle of her middle finger pushing into El's tight little button.

"Oh."

Careful not to jab her with her polished nail Casey teases along El's incredibly wet entry before smoothly sliding her finger into the hottest, wettest, tightest pussy imaginable. Index and ring finger braced to either side Casey's long elegant middle finger glides in and out of El's sweet teen cunny.

Elsie closes her eyes and relaxes back into the seat. "Ohhhh."

With her house just ahead Casey wasn't sure whether to be happy or upset. It was too soon and not nearly soon enough. She plays with the idea of circling the block just to continue fingering the beautiful El but decides the quicker they can be somewhere comfortable the better. Even as her finger thrusts in and out she pulls the car up to her and Felix's little house and parks it.

Elsie's eyes open. "Oh, we're here."

Casey looks across to her. "We're here."

El takes Casey's arm and pulls it from beneath her dress. She peeps as the finger slips from her pussy. As soon as the hand clears the skirt Elsie takes it in both hands and brings it to her face. Parting her plump lips she wraps her mouth around Casey's wet middle digit right to the base without a hint of gagging, she sucks hard and slowwwwly slurps the finger from base to tip clean of pussy nectar.

Teasing the tip of it with her tongue she gives Casey, who was mesmerized by the titillating display, an impish grin. "Aren't you going to invite me in?"