As Dave continued to suck and play with her breasts, Jessica opened her eyes and looked around. The van was still dark, but the hum of the engine was gone. Without her glasses it was hard to make out details, but she see the shapes of the two guys sort of looming over her. She felt like she should be scared, but the sensation of Dave's hands and mouth on her body was too good. She let out a soft moan, her hips bucking slightly as Dave's mouth worked on her tits, sucking and kneading gently.
"Fuck, man. She's so fucking responsive," Sam said, his voice low and hungry. He reached out, his hand landing on Jessica's thigh and began rubbing up and down, his fingers brushing against her crotch.
Dave looked up, his eyes watching Sam's hand as he played up and down between Jessica's legs. He could see her hips moving slightly, her body responding to their touch.
Jessica thought to herself, "Now who's the goody goody? I can't believe I'm letting these two guys touch me like this." But the feeling of their hands on her body was too good to resist. She could feel her hips starting to move in rhythm with his hand.
Sam looked up at Dave, a smirk on his face. "You wanna help me get these jeans off her?" he asked, his voice low and taunting.
Dave hesitated, "I mean... we're not gonna go that far, right, man? Playing with her boobs is one thing, but if we take those pants off..." He trailed off, looking at Sam with a mix of concern and excitement.
Sam chuckled, "Come on, Dave. Don't be such a pussy. We're not gonna do anything she won't like. I just want to see what her panties look like I swear..." Sam's voice was low and persuasive, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
Dave hesitated, his eyes flicking between Jessica and Sam. He knew he shouldn't, knew Tracy would kill him if she knew he was back here sucking Jessica's tits, much less taking her pants off, but the alcohol and the situation were clouding his judgment.
"Alright, but just to see her panties, right? And if she wakes up, we stop," Dave said, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Totally, dude. We're just gonna have a little peek, that's all," Sam replied, already reaching for Jessica's belt. "Help me with this belt clasp, it's a bitch." He looked up at Dave, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Come on, man. Don't be a pussy. You know you want to see what she's got under there."
Dave hesitated, his eyes flicking between Jessica and Sam. He reached out, his fingers brushing against Sam's as they both struggled with the belt clasp. They both worked on it, but still the thing was tighter than Fort Knox.
Sam looked up at Dave, "Dude, this thing sucks. You think she's wearing a chastity belt or something?" he joked, trying to hide his frustration.
Dave chuckled, "Maybe she's just really into keeping her pants on."
Sam and Dave exchanged a glance, then Sam looked back down, his mind considering options. Suddenly, he snapped his fingers and pointed at Dave, the same mischievous look in his eye. Before Dave could say anything else, Sam's fingers had found the zipper to Jessica's jeans and was slowly opening the fly up as far as possible. Since Jessica was now flat on her back, the angle was better and it opened up another inch or two, just enough to give Sam's fingers some access. "Shit, where there's a will there's a way," he said as he pushed his fingers inside her jeans, feeling the soft fabric of her panties.
"I thought you were just taking a look at her panties," Dave said.
"It's fine its fine, just checking things out down here.... you're ok with it, right, Jessica?"
Jessica had her eyes closed and her head propped on her elbow, but still, she answered, "mmm hmmm." Sam's fingers toying with her panties had her pussy throbbing with need. She could feel the wetness seeping through the fabric, and part of her was glad her pants were still on, not wanting them to see how excited she was getting. Another part wanted to reach down and undo the belt clasp and move things along, but she waited. 'Let's just see what happens next,' she thought.
Sam looked at Dave, a smirk on his face. "She's totally into it. Play with her tits, I've got this, man. "
Dave figured only so much could happen with her jeans on, so he leaned back down and started licking and sucking Jessica's nipples again, squeezing the soft globes as he did so. Tracy had small little titties, not like these. 'These must be D's at least,' Dave thought to himself, impressed that this nerdy girl had such big boobs she had been squirreling away for so long.
Sam was grinning like a cheshire cat, his fingers moving deeper into Jessica's jeans. He still only had limited access, but he could pretty much get his full hand inside and her legs were slightly spread, so it was better than rubbing from the outside. Reaching down low he could feel the warm mound of her pussy through the silky fabric of her panties. He pressed in on it, feeling the give of her pussy lips, and Jessica let out a soft moan, her hips bucking slightly. He continued pressing and rubbing in small circles and could feel the wetness from her pussy seeping through the fabric of her panties.
Sam looked up at Dave, a wicked grin on his face. "Dude, she's fucking soaked. I can feel her pussy juice through her panties."
Dave looked down, his eyes widening as he saw Sam's hand moving between Jessica's legs. He could see the outline of Sam's fingers pressing out against the fabric, and he could imagine the feel of her pussy lips, soft and wet. He felt a surge of jealousy, but also his penis throbbing in his pants. He wanted to be the one touching her like that.
Sam continued to rub her pussy through her panties, his fingers moving faster and more insistent. Jessica's hips bucked against his hand, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
Dave's eyes met Sam's, and he saw the same hunger reflected in them. He knew they should stop, should pull away, but the sight of Jessica, her body writhing with pleasure, was too much to resist.
"Fuck, she's so wet," Sam groaned, his fingers slipping inside her panties, feeling the wet heat of her pussy directly. He slipped one finger inside her, feeling the sweet tightness of her innocent nerdy girl pussy. She was so fucking tight, he could barely get his finger in. But she was soaking wet, and he could feel her pussy juice coating his finger as he pushed it in and out of her. The sex she'd been having with Tommy must not have been that great, because it felt like she was still a virgin.
Sam looked up at Dave, a wicked grin on his face. Dave had paused and was just watching, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and desire. Sam could see Dave was hard by the bulge in his boardshorts and he smirked, knowing he had him right where he wanted him. He looked back down at Jessica, her eyes still closed, her chest heaving with each breath, her nipples hard and erect from Dave's ministrations. She let out a soft moan, her hips bucking against his hand.
He wanted to keep this going and figured he had a way to move things ahead "Jessica... do you want to suck Dave's dick?" Sam asked, his voice low and sultry.
Jessica answered back, her voice barely a whisper, "mmm hmmm." In that moment, the pleasure coursing through her body had her willing to do anything these two guys wanted. She felt a thrill of excitement, knowing if her friends or Tommy knew what she was doing, they'd be shocked. She was the good girl, the nerdy one, not the kind of girl who sucked two guys off in the back of a van. But here she was, and she was loving every second of it.
Sam looked at Dave, a wicked grin on his face. "She's in, man. Give it to her, she sucked mine and it was," he said, as he made a chef's kiss motion with his free hand as he continued fingering Jessica.
Dave looked down at Jessica's mouth, conflicted. He was super horny, but this just seemed so wrong. But, he thought about earlier and the frustration with Tracy denying him a blowjob, and how Jessica was right here and seemed willing... 'I mean, she's right here, and she's into it, right?' he told himself. He looked up at Sam, whose eyes gleamed with mischief.
