We were driving home from somewhere, one of my best buddies driving. Laura was in the front seat with Johnny. I was in the back, between Emily and her friend, Brianne, Somehow Emily and Laura had come back to the car with Brianne, offering her a ride home. I didn't mind at all when I ended up in the middle. Emily, of course, was a very cute, petite girl with a great body. Round, firm breasts a little bigger than a handful. I knew it quite well. Laura had a similar build. I knew it quite well, too. Brianne was a little taller than they were, and her breasts were much larger. They stood out from her chest, hanging down in front, showing a lot of cleavage when she wore the right thing. No, I didn't mind being squeezed in beside her.
The conversation included a lot of sex talk, of course, and much of it was pretty personal. Brianne was finding out more about me than I really was comfortable with. And when Emily held my hand to her breast, I figured there were not going to be many secrets. I must say Brianne seemed to be fine with it all.
"He has very nice hands," Emily said to Brianne. "You should try it."
Brianne smiled but didn't say anything. I looked at her face but couldn't tell what she was thinking. Probably getting ready to slap me if I moved a hand toward her.
"Go on," Emily said to me. When I didn't reply she took my hand and pushed it into Brianne's breast. I expected that slap, or a scream, but she just sat there. When Emily moved her hand, mine nearly slid off the breast, but Brianne moved her hand and held it there. Oh, this was getting interesting.
Little did I know. Emily's hand drifted to my crotch. The girls looked at each other and smiled. I squeezed Brianne's breast, and she shifted in her seat, facing a little more towards me.
"Feel good?" Emily asked Brianne.
"Oh, yeah," she answered.
"Feels good!" Emily said, smiling and looking at my crotch. "Real good."
When she started to pull my zipper down, I whispered, "Emily!"
She looked up innocently and kept going. Then she reached in, fishing around for my penis. It was pretty hard by now, and difficult to pull out. Brianne reached down and pulled the side of my pants open to make it easier. It worked. Emily pulled it out, with some difficulty. Brianne gasped when she saw it, and both girls laughed.
Laura turned around and said, "Oh, my God! What are you doing?"
"Well," Emily said, "I think you can tell for yourself."
Johnny nearly drove off the road when he had to turn enough to see what was happening.
"Want to help?" Brianne asked Laura, jokingly.
"I've already done it," she answered, which made Brianne gasp again, then smile and laugh.
"It's your turn," Emily said to Brianne. "We've all had it."
Brianne reached down slowly and held my cock, squeezing it and rubbing, sending chills throughout my body.