"I'm pretty sure there's one of those gas things back here." Wanda said, turning the key in the trunk lock and sliding her fingers back and forth above the license plate, searching for the latch. She found it, yanking the trunk open, her unsupported breasts jostling heartily in the skimpy towel around her chest. Her tight bikini bottoms dug into her butt as she bent over, moving junk out of the way in search of her gas can.
Jess stood on the road side toying with her dried out and no longer transparent bikini top, her towel slung around her waist, not even baring a hint of the totally bare flesh underneath as she stepped over and bent in to scan the cluttered, unlit trunk. "I don't see one... Oh ho, what's this?" She reached in and tugged at a clumped blanket in the back to dislodge a very generously molded vibrator, clicking it on with a buzz.
"Ah, there it is!" Wanda said as my eyes went from Jess's new toy to the now-uncovered gas can, on my side of the trunk. "Do you mind?" She looked at me.
"Oh hell no. I'm not reaching all the way in there." My towel being my only remaining piece of clothing, if you could call it that, I wasn't even able to keep both my dark nipples and my freshly-shaved and unprotected pussy covered simultaneously. I wasn't about to bend over and grab crap.
"I'll let you play with John Jr!" Jess waved Wanda's not-so-miniature boyfriend at me, the hot pink rubber waggling in her grip.
"Oh, whatever." Wanda reached in and around to the far corner on my side of the trunk and grabbed the gas can, letting out a sigh. "This certainly doesn't feel full of gas." She unscrewed the cap and frowned. "I guess you hafta fill these things up after you buy them, don't you."
"Awesome!" Jess laughed, still waggling the toy as Wanda slammed the trunk.
"Hey Jess!" I turned and saw Dave come around the corner. "Cindy, Wanda!" He waved and I grumpily smiled back.
"I told you that was him walking." Wanda frowned at Jess, whispering.
"What? Cindy was having too much fun in the back, I didn't want to interrupt her." Jess said loudly as Dave came up. He looked at me, eyebrows raised.
"Don't let me interrupt. Please, continue." He smiled amicably, his eyes scanning the dark circles peaking out the top of my towel. I tightened my grip.
"Hey, didn't you leave, like, forever ago?" Jess smiled, the vibrator held up accusingly, with her hips cocked and her towel dangling precariously on the verge of coming undone. There must have been a good six inches between the top of her towel and her belly button, too. It didn't need to move much to start showing something.
"The bus never showed, so, I dunno." He shrugged. "I've been walking."
"Ya, I've done that." I nodded in sympathy. Buses suck.
"So, Dave." Wanda held up the gas can. "Where to?"
"Well, I guess we should continue on this way, but, like." He shrugged. "I'm not really from this area, so I don't really know. I know there isn't one back that way." He gestured behind him and Wanda frowned. The road followed the coastline out here, and there weren't really any side roads to speak of.
"Super." Wanda snatched the vibrator from a pouty Jess and tossed it in the car before making certain all the doors were locked. We all started walking.
"Anyways, like I was saying, Cindy was totally getting off in the car, like, you know, really going at it." She paused. "With that hot pink vibrator back there!" Jess looked back at the car, "I should go get it and show you how it works! I can use Cindy to demonstrate!" Dave glanced back at me.
"I should just pull off her towel." I glared, whispering angrily to Wanda, who shook her head.
"Oh ya, like she wouldn't love that. And get you back for it." I nodded, agreeing with Wanda, as Jess went on in great detail about my favorite positions and started listing a variety of sex toys I apparently had a preference for. Or maybe she had. "Besides, she's showing off well enough on her own." Wanda pointed as Jess slipped her thumb into the side of her towel, shoving it down another half an inch. It draped low across her butt now. It probably wouldn't be on much longer.
I jumped as a car honked and spun around to see a muddy, raised pick-up zoom by, crunching to a halt on the gravel a ways ahead of us. As my eyes followed it, I walked right into a now-bottomless Jess, bent over double to retrieve her lost towel. The hand holding the bottom of my own towel pressed firmly into hot flesh between her thighs.
"Jess!" I smacked her in the butt, annoyed, and she jumped up, towel in hand. She turned to me and grinned.
"Cindy, that'll have to wait until later." She wrapped the cloth unhurriedly around her waist, Dave's eyes not leaving her bare flesh for a second as she casually tied the twisted corners in a knot at her side. "There, that should hold better." She smiled, the fabric now so wound up that it barely fell below her crotch. I could only imagine what showed behind her.
"Yo, Dave, is that you?" A heavy-set guy hopped out of the truck and headed toward us.
"Hey Jack, I thought that was your truck." Dave waved and smiled.
"Was that you guys' car back there?" Jack looked at the three of us, his eyes pausing on my half-bared nipples before deciding to come to rest on Jess's towel.
"Ya, we ran outta gas." Wanda held up the gas can. "Can you give us a ride?"
Jess grinned at Dave, "It might be a tight fit, but I'm sure we could all pile into that cab."
"Um, well, I only got seatbelts for one of you in the cab. The rest'll hafta ride in the bed." He shrugged.
"That makes no sense." I squinted at him.
"Hey, it's the law." He shrugged again. "Seriously."
"That's stupid."
"Well, you girls want a ride or not?" He scratched his head. "I guess I could just leave three of you here, if you prefer, just take one of you to get gas."
"What Cindy here means to say is that we very graciously accept your extremely generous offer. We would love nothing more than to climb into your bed." Jess smiled, holding our her hand. "I'm Jess. And this is Wanda and, of course, Cindy."
"Great. Let's go." He nodded amicably at Wanda and me, peaking briefly at my dark flesh peaking out at him before turning and heading toward his truck. Jess jabbed my shoulder as he turned.
"What? It is stupid." I shrugged and Wanda rolled her eyes as we walked up to Jack's pick up. It was raised up, so even after he pulled down the tailgate, it was still at my shoulder height. Dave scrambled up easily and I sighed. This was going to suck.
"So, who wants to ride up front with me?" Jack jerked his thumb up at the cab.
"I'll go." Wanda raised her hand, "Knowing these two, terrible things might happen to you otherwise."
Jack smiled, "Missed a bullet there, I'm sure." He turned to me and Jess, "Up you go."
"Okay then." Jess nodded, stepping up confidently to the high tailgate. She held on firmly and hopped, making it barely high enough to hook her small breasts over the edge, let alone climb up. She slid down, her top miraculously staying firmly in place, and frowned.
"You girls, uh, want a hand?" He cupped his fingers for her and she readily stepped on them. I wondered if he saw earlier when she'd fixed her towel. I figured he'd certainly see now if he hadn't, but Jess was just as able to surprise as always.
She hooked up the leg opposite Jack's face, instead of splitting her thighs directly in front of him. Not only that, but the loose corner of her towel, which sat high enough to bare considerable flesh behind her, somehow slid naturally into place between her thighs and exposed absolutely nothing. I sighed. My turn.
I licked my lips and stepped onto his fingers, keeping my hands tight on the top and bottom of my towel. He lifted roughly, and I tried to hook my knee onto the tailgate and scramble up without hands, but failed. My knee slipped out from under me and I landed roughly on the cold metal, knocking the wind out of me.
I coughed and looked back as I realized that I hadn't quite ended up with Jess's skillful placement. This time, Jack's face was inches from my bared, bikini-free ass. I let go of the bottom of my towel and pulled myself up, giving him a clear view of more than just my ass in the process.
"You sure you wouldn't want to give that another try?" Jack offered, his eyes scanning the other girls' towels with a new curiosity as I stood, my butt bared to him, my front bared to Dave and Jess. I struggled vainly to draw the now twisted and ruffled cloth in place around me without baring my chest. "Maybe you'll hook your leg next time! C'mon back down and we'll give'er another go!"
"I'm good." I nodded as I sat on the wheel well across from Jess and Dave, crossing my legs in frustration, the twisted towel split open well above my belly button, quite plainly baring my lap. "Thanks."
"Well, Dave, I can see why you got stranded with these girls." He grinned as he shoved the tailgate into place, giving Wanda a happy smile as he walked around to the cab. Wanda tossed the gas can in back next to me as she stepped up to the passenger door.
"They were actually stranded like this before I even showed up." Dave smiled at me and I stuck my tongue out at him, making Jess laugh.
"The next gas station is a few minutes down the road, it won't be too long." Jack slid open the rear window of the cab and started the truck. "Woulda been a bit of a walk, though." We pulled off the shoulder with another crunch of gravel.
