Road Trip

by Julia Young

  I reached for the straps of her tank top and pulled them down until her breasts were bare before me. I had never kissed one before, but the sight of them made me dive right in. I took her nipple into my mouth and circled my tongue around it. She raised her hands to the roof of the car to brace herself as she started to grind into me.

  I took the other one in my hand and brushed my thumb against it. I loved the feeling of her hips rocking against me. I moved a hand between her legs over her jeans and massaged. Her head hung forward, her straight blonde hair surrounding my face and her emerald eyes glowing in the dark. She was truly otherworldly.

  Alexis climbed off of me, but sat close by. She leaned into my neck, her breasts still hanging over the top of her shirt and she started to gently bite my skin. I had no idea how intense it felt to be bitten on the neck. I instantly relaxed my back and Alexis’s hand dove under my leggings.

  Suddenly, I had her hand in my panties, fingering my wet slit. I lifted my shirt and bra to play with my nipples as she touched and kissed me. Her fingers wiggled against me, finally finding their rhythm and circling my clit. I spread my legs and arched my back. Alexis moved her mouth down my chest until she had my nipple between her lips. I swore she was humming on them.

  This girl is fucking amazing, I thought. It was completely surreal to have her pleasing me in Maddie’s back seat. I rocked my hips against her hand and she her fingers moved like magic. Everything she did was smooth. She played me like I was an instrument, her breath against my skin sending constant musical vibrations through me.

  I started to hear a melody in my ears and then it escaped through my mouth in a moan. I was exploding as her beautiful green eyes looked up at me from my breast. My pussy throbbed as it came and she could feel the heat against her fingers.

  When I finally came down, she lifted her head and smiled. “You’re so cute,” she said, tucking her hair behind her ear. We sat there a moment, our breasts exposed and smiled plastered to our faces. Then I remembered that only one of us had come so far.

  “Let me taste you,” I told her. She looked at me, uncertain.

  “I usually just give,” she said.

  “Oh,” I replied. “I mean if you don’t want me to, that’s fine.”

  “No, it’s not that,” she exhaled. “Nobody has ever offered before.”

  I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. She was gorgeous and intelligent and damn talented. My heart broke a little for her.

  “Take off your jeans,” I said with a stern look. She did as she was asked and sat back on the seat. She slid her body so that her head leaned against the arm rest, and her pelvis in the middle of the back seat. I scooted to the floor and leaned over the remaining part of the back seat, my head hovering over her wet panties.

  I looked up at her and she was biting one of her nails. I kissed the inside of her thigh and a small moan slipped from her lips. With each new kiss, a new note of ecstasy was played off her tongue. I continued kissing until I reached the cloth of her panties. I gently pulled it to the side, revealing her slit in all its glistening glory.

  I inhaled and the familiar coconut smell returned. I kissed her outer lips and watched her quake. Then I let my tongue slowly part the lips. Alexis’s moans sounded in short bursts and I couldn’t get enough. I lifted my tongue up her slit until it met her clit. I had no idea what I was doing so I let her sounds guide me.

  Eventually I found a rhythm of tongue against clit that resulted in moan after moan from Alexis. I kept up the pattern and pace until her fingers where resting on the back of my head, holding me to her. I let her rock her hips against my tongue and soon she was coming like an island hurricane.

  It was the single best feeling in the world to make a girl like Alexis come.

  Her eyes remained closed for a few minutes, even after her body stopped quaking. When she finally opened them, they sparkled at me and she smiled.

  “That was incredible,” she said. She truly sounded grateful. She sat up and I joined her on the seat. Before dressing ourselves, we let our hands drift again over each other’s bodies before surrendering to the room.

  “I just adore your body,” I told her. She blushed and gave me a long, sweet kiss. When our lips parted, we started to dress, but the magic of the evening hovered in the air around us.

  We exited Maddie’s car and laughed wildly. Alexis wrapped her arms around me in a hug and kissed the top of my head. When we walked back to the room, we walked hand in hand.

  We decided not to tell Maddie yet of our adventures. Keeping it a secret made it feel that much more exciting. I just hoped that when spring break was over Alexis would still be mine.

  Bonus: Between Friends

  “I did it!” Cass exclaimed. “I’m officially a masseuse.” Her smile glowed from cheek to cheek and infectiously made its way to me.

  “Wow, Cass! Congrats!” I couldn’t be happier for her. She’d been working so hard in school to get this and I knew it was her dream. She was always a real healing type. She frequently spoke of auras, crystal healing, and occasionally astrology. I secretly wished I had even one hobby that interested me as much as her many hobbies do.

  I was ecstatic for my best friend.

  “So what are you going to do now?” I wondered, as I took a sip of my steaming hot coffee. We decided against our usual place today and were pleasantly surprised with the new coffee’s flavor. I peered over my mug at Cass who was staring off into the distance, shaking her head in amazement.

  “Well, I guess it’s time to find a job,” she said spreading her hands out in front of her as if hoping a position would fall right into them. Her caramel skin seemed to get warmer as her face flushed with excitement. “Oh man. Isn’t this coffee great?”

  “It’s amazing, I agree. We should be careful or we’re going to find ourselves driving halfway across town every day to get here.”

  “I actually wouldn’t have a problem with that. I’m going to grab another cup.” Cass stood up quickly and I watched her approach the counter, half skipping. Her slender legs always made me a little jealous, but then she was jealous of my big tits. I was never sure why, they were a pain to carry around.

  I watched as Cass waited for her second cup, fidgeting like always, and I couldn’t help but smile at her positive energy. I turned away before she could catch me, though.

  “Oh, I just can’t believe I’m actually done!” She exhaled, returning to her seat. “We should celebrate, you know?”

  “I thought we were celebrating?” I half-joked.

  “No, I mean like drinks, you know?” We made plans that night to go bar hopping, but only because I told myself I’d watch my intake. I had work in the morning and didn’t want to be to hungover.

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  I headed over to Cass’s that night. The air was chilled and I was looking forward to the alcohol warming me up. The cold didn’t stop Cass though from dressing to kill. She came out in a tight blue skirt that hugged her hips as she walked.

  “You’re not going to be cold, I hope,” I teased her.

  “Oh, shut up,” she replied. “You could stand to dress up more often.” I felt that jab deep but brushed it off.

  “So where to?” I asked.

  “The Flying Pig!” she screamed. That had always been her favorite bar. The plan was to barhop but if I knew Cass like I thought I did she wouldn’t be able to leave.

  We drove off as the radio played in the background. When we got to the doors of the Flying Pig, we could hear the music pounding against the walls. Some cars had their owners leaning against them blowing smoke into the air, and I followed Cass’s tight skirt into the bar.

  We started with a few whiskey sours and before long Cass had a man buying her a drink.

  “No way man, not unless you buy my friend a drink too,” she said considerately as she swayed her head to the music. The stranger must’ve really wanted to impress her because I got a drink out of it too.

  Before we could finish our second round Cass de
cided her feet were burning for a dance.

  “Come on, let’s dance!”

  “Oh no you don’t!” I yelled. “You know I’m a horrible dancer.”

  “Shut up, Em, and get over here.” Cass was already on the floor, pulling me off my seat and into the crowd. The drinks must’ve hit me because I stared much longer at her body’s curves than usual.

  The lights changed colors as the music raged on. I could barely make it out beyond one giant bass note reverberating. Cass, still holding her drink, rested her wrists on my shoulders and swayed her hips. She was full of energy tonight and it put a smile on my face.

  I debated placing my hands on her hips but decided to go for it and she didn’t seem to mind. She had her eyes closed, leaning her head back, absorbing the music, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.

  With her neck outstretched I wanted to pull her in and kiss it. I wanted to kiss her and feel her body against mine.

  What’s wrong with me? I thought. I had never felt this way about Cass before, and confusion swept over me.

  “I’m going to take a quick bathroom break.” I made up an excuse to break away. I headed to the bathroom and stood at the sink, staring into the mirror. I wanted to be sure I was still here. I heard vomiting in the stall beside me and decided to make it quick.

  I headed back to Cass who was still dancing, but with a strange guy now. She saw me and flashed me her “Help me” expression. I sighed and made my way over.

  “Hey man, this is my girl you’re dancing with,” I lied.

  “You’re girl?” he asked. “Didn’t know you were a queer. How disappointing.” He looked Cass up and down shaking his head and clicking his tongue in disapproval. I grabbed her arm and led her out of the crowd.

  “Thanks, Em!” Cass laughed, throwing her arm around me. I felt her body heat mix with mine and I wanted her even closer.

  We made it back to the bar and toasted to her graduation.

  “Hey, Em! I should give you a massage sometime! Now that I’ve graduated,” she said in a playfully smug tone.

  “Oh no, that’s ok.” The idea of being naked around Cass right now felt too strange for me to even think about.

  “I’m serious! I’m totally giving you a massage sometime,” she pushed. I laughed it off and we continued our drinking.

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  I pulled into Cass’s driveway to drop her off and she invited me in to sober up before driving home. I hesitated but followed her in.

  “I’m just going to change real quick,” she said, and my eyes followed her to the bedroom. She didn’t bother shutting the door and in her full length mirror I caught her undressing. I tried to divert my eyes but curiosity got the better of me.

  She was even more stunning naked, and I felt myself getting wet. I watched her throw on some pajama pants and a t shirt before she headed back out to me.

  “Oh, Em, you look tense!” She saw right through me. “Maybe you need that massage now?” she elbowed me, winking.

  “You’re not giving me a massage on your graduation night,” I pleaded.

  “Well no, not a full one. Let me just give you a quick shoulder massage at least.”

  I couldn’t say no and was directed to her sofa. Once I sat down I felt insecure about my posture, but reminded myself Cass was my best friend and wouldn’t care.

  I felt her hands on my shoulders and her fingers were magic as she dug in with full force. My mind drifted and I slipped away from reality for a moment. As Cass circled and pressed, I rolled my head back in pleasure.

  Then, as if in a dream, I felt two soft lips gracing mine, sending a warmth through my entire body. Convinced I was in a trance, I opened my eyes to see Cass pulling her face away from mine. Her eyes were wide and uncertain.

  I had no control over my expression in that moment and couldn’t be sure what it was doing, but suddenly Cass pulled away and turned her back to me.

  “I’m so sorry, Em, I don’t know what I was thinking!” she cried out. “I’m so stupid.” I wanted to say something but found myself speechless in the moment. My body trembled with passion but I tried desperately to contain it.

  “It’s ok,” I managed to mutter out, but it was almost too late. Cass had already slammed the front door.

  I heard a car engine start up and watched as she pulled hers down the driveway. There I sat, on Cass’s sofa, trying to process what had just happened.

  I wanted to call someone and talk, but Cass is the one I’d usually call up in these situations. I tried her cell just in case, but there was no answer.

  I made my way to her bathroom and locked the door. I couldn’t stand the heat any longer and pulled my jeans to the floor and tossed them in the corner. I laid down on her bathroom rug, with my knees bent, and slid my cold hand under my wet panties.

  I felt wrong, but I had to cum and I couldn’t wait any longer. I dipped a finger in my juices and brought them to my clit, circling the nub gently. I rubbed my other hand over my stomach as I played, slowly bringing it to my breast. I teased my nipple through my sheer bra.

  I thought of Cass in her tight skirt and imagined bending her over to reveal a bare pussy. I imagined plunging my face in and teasing her clit with my tongue. I imagined her moaning as my hips swayed from the heat.

  I could feel my cheeks flush and I continued despite the shame I felt. I imagined Cass naked, in her mirror like she was just a few moments before. I took my lips to her breasts and kissed gently, swirling my tongue around her nipples as she arched her back.

  I moved my fingers a bit faster over my clit and gave my own nipple a little pinch. I released a soft moan on Cass’s bathroom floor and arched my back as my pussy ached with desire. I took turns slowing down and speeding up until I found the right rhythm and held it for a few moments.

  My last image of Cass was seeing her face between my legs flicking her tongue at the same rhythm my fingers did and that sent me over the edge. My clit sent an electric shock through my thighs and stomach as I came into my panties and collapsed.

  I laid there for a few moments trying to process everything, but I was too drunk to get very far. I got dressed and laid down on Cass’s bed until she returned.

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  I jolted awake and heard rustling in the kitchen. The clock said 3 a.m. I was just happy Cass made it home safe. I brushed my fingers through my hair and straightened my clothes before heading to greet her. When I looked up, she was standing in the doorway staring at me. She looked like she had been crying.

  “Em, I’m so sorry,” she repeated. “All I keep thinking is that I don’t want to fuck this friendship up.”

  I couldn’t do anything but stare, my feet were frozen to the floor.

  “Really, it’s ok,” I said. “We were drunk. No big deal.”

  “Em, I need to come clean with you,” she continued. My heart started beating wildly in my chest. “It wasn’t because I was drunk. I’m desperately attracted to you and always have been. Until now I’ve managed to keep it under control but I just lost it last night.”

  My knees were weak. I suddenly felt like I was being studied under a microscope. Still, I felt the same toward Cass and wanted to explore that fantasy. I picked up one heavy foot after another and brought myself standing right in front of her.

  She lowered her eyes out of embarrassment, so I brought a finger under her chin and lifted it slowly. Then I moved my lips in to hers. I felt her eyes on my mouth as I entered the unknown and her warm breath slid across my face.

  Then they touched. A little more sober this time, I felt my body tremble. Her kiss cradled me and I felt like I was home. I reached for her hand and traced my fingers in her palm, letting her know this was ok.

  She pushed a little harder into me and parted her lips. A soft tongue slid between them and explored my mouth. She started at the roof, then lowering onto my tongue. I could feel my panties getting wet again as I wondered how far this would go.

  She brought her hand up and our palms touched. She pulled he
r mouth away slowly and began kissing my neck.

  I thought I could die right there. Her gentle lips on my skin flipped a switch in me. I fought the desire to strip her naked right then and there. I let her continue slowly, teaching me to appreciate sensuality.

  She nibbled my ear and down the crook in my neck, making her way to my shoulder. There were cool spots where her saliva still lingered without the warmth of her mouth. Gently biting, she slid an arm around my back and pulled me closer in.

  Her body heat crashed into me and my skin felt electric. Her hand slid under my shirt, grazing my lower back. Her fingers danced slowly across my skin and I adored the way she touched me.