Bacseat Banter

As the minivan neared Jessica's house, Sam called up to Dave, "Hey man, park around the block, we don't want to wake up her parents. We'll walk her in from the back."

Dave nodded, his eyes still glued to the road, his mind racing with everything that had just happened. He pulled the minivan around the corner and parked in front of a dark house, the engine slowly going silent after he turned it off.

Sam looked over at him, a smirk on his face. "You ok, man? You look a little shell-shocked."

Dave nodded, his eyes flicking to the back seat where Jessica was still laying with her eyes closed, her body sprawled across the back seat, her clothes disheveled. "Yeah man I'm fine, just ready to get her home and get some sleep."

Sam said, "Yeah man, me too," then got up and started pulling Jessica out of the backseat. With her small frame it was easy for him to pick her up in a fireman's carry over one shoulder. "Ok, Captain, lead the way." He said, snapping a mock salute to Dave.

Dave rolled his eyes but led the way, walking quickly and quietly through the dark streets. The only sound was the soft rustle of Jessica's clothes as she hung over Sam's shoulder. They approached Jessica's house from the back, the large oak tree in the backyard providing cover as they approached the back gate. It was stuck, so Dave struggled with it for a moment. As he opened it, he shot a look back at Sam and saw one of Sam's hands had slipped up the back of Jessica's legs and was now rubbing the bottom of her ass and pussy through the jeans.

Sam caught his eye and winked, that same asshole mischievous grin on his face. Dave shook his head, but he couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of his mouth. He stepped aside and let Sam carry Jessica through the gate, his eyes following the curve of her ass as he walked past.

They made their way to the back door and Dave tried the handle, finding it unlocked. He pushed the door open, the hinges creaking softly in the night. He turned to Sam, putting a finger to his lips. Sam nodded, understanding the need for silence.

Dave stepped inside, Sam following close behind, Jessica's body still draped over his shoulder. They made their way up the stairs, Dave leading the way, his heart pounding in his chest.

He had never been to Jessica's house, but most of the houses in the neighborhood had the same layout and he knew enough to guess where her bedroom would be. Sure enough, as they reached the top of the stairs, he saw a door slightly ajar with the soft glow of a nightlight spilling out.

Dave pushed the door open slowly, revealing Jessica's bedroom. It was exactly as he had imagined it - a typical teenage girl's room with posters of boy bands on the wall, a desk covered in books and a queen-sized bed in the corner with a few large stuffed animals scattered about. Multiple trophies and awards decorated a few large shelves. As they entered, Dave closed the door behind them, thinking anything to muffle noise was a good option.

He led Sam over to the bed, and they gently sat Jessica down on top of the comforter. She stirred slightly, mumbling something incoherent, then began to undress herself. In her mind, she recognized the bedroom and was ready to get comfortable. First, she pulled off her glasses and laid them on her beside table. Next, She pulled off the sweatshirt, revealing the still loose bikini top, which she also pulled off and tossed on the floor. Then, she reached down and twisted and pulled the belt clasp in a weird motion, which made it open up.

Both Dave and Sam watched in appreciation, remembering how difficult the clasp had been.

With the belt clasp open, Jessica pulled and tugged the baggy jeans down off of her legs, finally revealing her slinky pink panties and shapely legs to Sam and Dave's eager eyes.  She kicked the jeans off to the side and lay down on the bed, her chest heaving slightly as she caught her breath. She rolled over with her back to Sam and Dave, and they were treated to an amazing view of Jessica's thick ass, encased in the pink panties that hugged her curves perfectly.

Sam let out a low whistle, his eyes glued to the sight. He reached out a hand as if to touch her ass.

Dave, however, was more concerned with the situation and slapped Sam's hand. He looked at Sam, his eyes wide with concern. He whispered, "Are you crazy, man? We need to get out of here! Her parents could be up at any minute!"

Before Sam could respond, there was a light knock at the bedroom door and a man's voice called softly through the door. "Jessie? You home, honey?"

Sam and Dave froze,  their eyes wide with panic. They looked at each other, then back at the door, their hearts pounding in their chests.

Jessica stayed motionless on the bed, but responded to her father, "mmm hmm".

From the other side of the door, the voice said, "Ok great babe, did you have fun?"

Again, Jessica responded, "mmm hmmm".

The voice continued, "Good to hear. I'm going to get ready for work now babe, Early shift today. Love you, get some rest."

The voice faded away as the man walked down the hallway, leaving Dave and Sam to stare at each other in disbelief. They had almost been caught red-handed, and the only thing standing between them and a world of trouble was Jessica's vague responses.

Dave's heart was pounding in his chest, reflexively he grabbed Jessica's large comforter and threw it over her.

Sam looked over and whispered, "What the hell do we do? Her old man's right down stairs!" Sam hissed, his eyes wide with panic. "We need to get the fuck out of here, man!"

Dave shook his head, his eyes darting between the door and Jessica's still form. He whispered "We can't just leave.... Her dad would totally see us.... We'll just... we'll just wait until he leaves for work, then we'll sneak out."

Sam nodded, his eyes never leaving the door. "Yeah, that's a good plan. We'll just... we'll just hide in here until he leaves."

Dave looked around the room, his eyes landing on a white noise machine. "I'm going to turn this on, give us a little cover noise."  Dave whispered, picking up the white noise machine from Jessica's nightstand. He plugged it in and turned the volume up to a reasonable level, the soft hum filling the room. He placed it on the floor next to the bed, the machine's light casting a soft glow over the room.

Sam nodded, his eyes still fixed on the door. "Yeah, that's a good idea. We don't want to take any chances... so I guess we just wait." He whispered, glancing over at Jessica's sleeping form.

A grin broke out on Sam's face and Dave whispered, "Oh no, don't even think about it. We're not doing anything else tonight."

Sam chuckled, still whispering, "I wasn't going to, man. I just thought it would be funny to see you freak out. You're always so uptight, it's good to see you let loose a little."

Dave rolled his eyes, "I'm not uptight, I'm just responsible. Let's just get as comfortable as we can, who knows how long her dad is gonna be." Dave sat down on the floor and reclined, using a stuffed animal as a pillow.

"Ok ok, sounds good." Sam whispered, turning to Jessica's bed. He started lifting the comforter and moving like he was going to lie down next to Jessica, but Dave stopped him.

"Dude what the fuck did I just say?" Dave hissed.

"It's fine man, look you can lie down on the floor but there's a perfectly fine bed right here. I'm still wearing my clothes! Nothing's gonna happen man, I'm just tired as hell. And she's still wearing her panties, see?" Sam whispered, pointing at Jessica's prone form. Dave looked at him, still unsure, but Sam was already lying on the bed next to Jessica.

Dave sighed, shaking his head, and lay back down on the floor, again placing the stuffed animal under his head. The events of the evening were taking a toll on him, and he felt himself slightly nodding off. He shook himself and re-opened his eyes, but before long, the floor was feeling pretty comfortable and he was closing his eyes longer and longer.

Sam laid there like that for awhile, just looking at the ceiling and glancing at Dave every so often. 'He got a blowjob and I got nothing? No way, man! If she's still willing, I'm still ready." He waited until he saw Dave's eyes stay closed for a long time, then quietly made his move, lifting the comforter up and rolling over silently underneath it next to Jessica. He could feel her warm body next to his, heard her soft steady breaths. Dave stirred slightly, but didn't wake up. Sam let out a soft sigh of relief, then turned his attention back to Jessica.

He reached out and gently pulled the comforter further up over them, enclosing them in a warm cocoon. He could feel her body, warm and soft, pressed against his. He reached out and gently ran his hand over her hip, feeling the smooth curve of her ass through her thin panties. She didn't move, but he could feel her breathing deepen slightly, as if she was enjoying his touch.

Real quiet so Dave couldn't hear above the white noise, he whispered into Jessica's ear, "Jessica, it's me, Sam, ok?"

Jessica heard his voice from very far away, still groggy from the alcohol and now basically comfortable and asleep in her own bed. She quietly said, "mmmm hmmm."

Still super quiet Sam said, "I'm just gonna lay behind you ok, but I might take my clothes off, ok?"

Jessica, still half-asleep, responded with a soft, "mmmm hmmm." She was starting to wake back up, but was still a little unsure as to what was happening in the darkness.

Sam took her responses as a green light and quickly and quietly unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down along with his boxers, freeing his hard cock. He slipped his shirt off as well, all of this super silently and hidden under the large comforter.

He pressed himself against Jessica's ass, his cock nestled between her cheeks, and let out a low groan at the feeling of her silky panties and soft ass cheeks against him.

Dave, still on the floor, heard the groan very quietly through the white noise and opened his eyes, sitting up and looking over at the bed. From his low vantage point, all he could see was the lump of Sam's body under the comforter with Jessica. 'That's different than before...' he thought. He watched for a second, but there was no movement, so he closed his eyes again, trying to ignore the growing tension in his own body. He had never been in this position before, and he wasn't sure how to handle it. 'Maybe he was just cold and needed to warm up,' he rationalized. He laid back down and closed his eyes again.

Meanwhile, Jessica was slowly coming to, and realizing she had a very naked guy in her bed and his very naked hard cock was pressed up against her ass, meanwhile his hand had found her very naked breast and was slowly massaging it. She let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering open.

Behind her, Sam was slowly rubbing his cock up and down on her ass while resting his other hand just on her hip, lightly toying with the silky pink panties.

She thought, 'mmm that feels nice." Somewhere the back of her mind she remembered the events from the minivan, but they were hazy. Her body remembered as well, and she felt her temperature rising, her heart beating faster. She could feel Sam's cock, hard and hot, pressing against her ass, and his hand gently squeezing her breast. Her previous thoughts of revenge on Tommy were gone, now she was only focused on the good feelings she was experiencing. She felt herself leaning into Sam's thrusting and reached up with one hand to cover his hand on her large breast, helping him to squeeze and massage it. She let out another soft moan, louder this time, and Sam responded by pressing his lips to her ear and whispering, "Shh, we don't want to wake up your dad... or Dave..."

Jessica replied, "mmmm hmmm" and bit her lip to stifle another moan as she rolled over towards Sam onto her back. He waited for a few moments in the darkness, there wasn't much light under the comforter, but he could see the outline of her body and it seemed like she was still out of it.

Now that she was on her back, Sam had better access to Jessica's naked tits, and he took full advantage. He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and licking it until it was hard and erect. Jessica moaned softly, her back arching slightly as she pushed her breast into his mouth. Sam's hand moved from her breast to her stomach, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip and then dipping down into her panties. His fingers found her pussy and started softly rubbing the lips. Jessica started getting wet again, her body responding to Sam's touch. She let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering closed as she enjoyed the sensation. Sam could feel her getting wetter and wetter, and he couldn't help but let out a low groan of his own. He was so fucking hard, his cock felt liek it would shatter against her thigh.

He slipped a finger inside her, and Jessica gasped as he began moving it slowly in and out of her. Jessica moaned softly, her hips bucking against his hand. She reached up and grabbed his hair, pulling him down to her. He complied, his mouth finding her nipple, sucking it hard as he continued to finger fuck her. When he thought she was ready, he said, "You ok if I pull these down?" Sam whispered, his fingers hooking into the waistband of Jessica's panties.

She said, "mmm hmmm" and her breath hitched as he slowly began to pull her panties down as quietly as possible. She lifted her hips to help him, and soon the panties were off, leaving her completely naked beneath the comforter. Sam's hands spread her legs and he moved silently between them, his cock hard and ready.

From the floor, Dave opened his eyes again and looked around the room, he knew he was hearing something suspicious going on, but couldn't see anything from the floor. The thick blanket over Sam and Jessica looked like it might be moving, just slightly, but he couldn't be sure.

He was trying to focus on the sound of the white noise machine, trying to convince himself that it was just his imagination. But the way the blanket was shifting, and the soft, muffled sounds coming from behind it, were making it hard to believe.

'There's no way...' he thought to himself. 'Her dad is right downstairs... Sam is a horny bastard, but he's not THAT horny, right?' He laid back down and tried to focus on the ceiling, willing time to move faster so they could get the hell out of there. But just then, he could've sworn heard another whispered 'mmmm hmmm' followed by a soft sexy moan.

He sat up again, his eyes darting to the bed. The blanket was now tented slightly, and it looked higher, like there was more going on than just two people lying there. He squinted, trying to make out any movement, but it was too dark and the blanket was too thick. His heart pounded in his chest as he realized what was happening.

"Sam, you fucking asshole!" he whispered harshly, but Sam couldn't hear him.

Sam had moved down in the bed to position his cock in between Jessica's legs and was rubbing the head along the hot wet lips of her pussy. She was soaking wet, and he could feel her juices coating his cock. He didn't slide it in just yet, but he could feel the entrance of her pussy and he slowly rubbed the head of his cock up and down on it, coating the head with her juices. He could feel her getting more and more turned on, her breath coming in short gasps, her hips starting to move in time with his.

He whispered, "You're ok with me rubbing it like this right? And if it accidentally slides inside? That's ok too, right?" Sam asked breathlessly. He was so fucking hard, his cock throbbing against Jessica's wet pussy. He could feel her body tensing slightly, her breath hitching in anticipation.

Jessica, still in a haze of alcohol and lust, managed to nod, her voice barely above a whisper, "mmm hmm." Sam's dick felt so good against her pussy, she was hoping he'd slid it inside. She wanted to feel him, all of him.

That was all the encouragement Sam needed. He let out a low groan as he angled his cock down and slid the head up against her entrance. Her pussy had been so tight around his finger, he knew it was going to be a tight fit. But, all the fingering coupled with the alcohol had her pussy nice and wet, and he slowly gently pushed the tip and then the head of his cock inside her. Jessica let out a soft moan, her body tensing slightly as he slowly slid about an inch of his cock into her.

Sam paused, giving her a moment to adjust. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, and he had to bite his lip to keep from groaning too loudly.

"You ok?" he whispered, his voice barely audible over the white noise machine.

Jessica nodded, her eyes closed, her breath coming in short gasps. "mmm hmm," she managed to say.

Sam slowly pulled back, leaving just the head of his cock inside, before pushing back in, going a little deeper this time. He repeated this a few times, each time going a little deeper. He knew her pussy was going to be tight, but this was even better than he'd imagined. 'I'm actually fucking this nerd, holy shit!' he thought to himself, his heart pounding in his chest.

He could feel her walls clenching around him, and it was taking every ounce of self-control he had not to just slam into her. He wanted to fuck her hard, to make her scream his name, but he knew he had to take it slow. He didn't want to hurt her, and he especially didn't want to wake up her dad or alert Dave.

Jessica gasped, but she didn't stop Sam. She just bit her lip and closed her eyes again, her hips moving back to meet Sam's thrusts. She'd had sex a few times before, but this was different. The other times, it was almost surgical: she was always in control, everything done just so, like a rocket launch. This was biological, hormonal, and she liked it.

The feeling of Sam's hard naked cock sliding inside her was intense, and she could feel every inch of him as he slowly pushed deeper. She let out a louder moan, her body arching slightly as he filled her completely.

Sam let out a low groan, his fingers digging into her hips as he got into a rhythm, slowly at first, then faster and harder. Jessica's pussy was tight, so fucking tight, but the silky walls felt so good on his cock. He could feel her getting wetter, her juices coating his cock as he slid in and out of her. He reached down and grabbed one of her knees, pulling it up and over his elbow, giving him better access to her pussy.

Dave, still on the floor, couldn't believe what he was hearing. It sure sounded like Sam was fucking Jessica, but he couldn't be sure. He could feel his own cock hardening, and he shifted uncomfortably on the floor, trying to ignore the growing tension in his body.

He looked at the door, praying Jessica's dad wouldn't come flying in and murder both of them, but his eyes kept drifting back to the bed. He could hear Jessica moaning a little louder now... Lower than that, he could hear Sam softly grunting like he was trying to be quiet... Still, the thick blanket didn't betray much, just a large mound moving rhythmically.

'Maybe he's just jerking off again.' Dave thought to himself. He got to his knees and crawled a little closer to the bed. He was both terrified and incredibly turned on. A little louder this time, he hissed, "Sam, what are you doing?"

The slight movements on the bed stopped and Sam's voice came back in a whisper and a little out of breath, "Shhh man, just cuddling, it's not what it sounds like." Sam's voice was laced with a hint of amusement, like he knew exactly what Dave was thinking and was enjoying the fact that he was caught.

Dave hesitated, then whispered back, "Cuddling? Sam, it sounds like you're... you know..." He trailed off, not wanting to say the words out loud.

Sam chuckled softly, "Well, maybe she's just having a really good dream then."