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Blizzard Revelations.
Blizzard Revelations.
Two best friends, stranded in a car, find fun ways to keep warm.
Based on a post by LindseyLuv.
Listen to the Podcast at My
First Time.
"Hey, Lindsey; you all set?"
A tall, shaggy-haired fella came up from the basement guest
bedroom, then strode the hallway, and called up the staircase to her 2nd story
bedroom, from near the front door. Lindsey felt her stomach flutter once again.
Jackson was actually back from college. In his hand, he carried a suitcase of
his own, and a laptop bag slung over his shoulder. He smiled at her as she came
down the big oak stairs, and she nodded.
"Yep, Jack; just gotta grab my rucksack and lock up,
and we're good to go!"
She couldn't remember when the two of them had first met.
Their parents had been close friends for years, before they'd even been born. So
far as she cared, she'd known Jackson forever. They'd grown up together, referred
to each other as cousins. The pair had been almost inseparable, all the way up
to Jackson leaving for college. Worst yet, his parents had to move; when the corporation
shut down the local factory, and his dad had to move in order to fill another management
position, or face unemployment at age 51. Lindsey’s anxieties were
mounting, until yesterday, when his flight arrived. She'd been absolutely
heartbroken last August. to see him go. But he kept his promise, that he'd
visit as soon as he came back for the holidays.
Which sadly coincided with her own family’s reunion.
Her parents insisted that she come with them, but she negotiated a compromise.
Jackson would use her car to drive her, on his way to his own relative’s
gathering.
It just so happened the day he flew back was the day before
her Great Aunt's get-together, so while her parents left yesterday morning, she
hung around to pick him up at the airport. The plan was for him to stay over
that night, then drive the two of them, to drop her at the reunion, seeing as
it wasn't too far from his cousins' place. That way, he could drive to his kin,
and see them too. Then two days later he’d pick Lindsey up from the
reunion, and drive her back a few days later, if she didn't want to stay the
whole week, like her folks.
She'd nearly tackled him near the baggage claim, when she saw
him run down the airport concourse. The pair had spent the evening laughing,
eating, and reminiscing. Jackson had plenty of stories to tell her about his
first semester at college, and Lindsey eagerly hung on his every word. When he’d
finally gone down to the basement guest bedroom, it was well past midnight. She’d
already fallen asleep while the two were watching an old favorite DVD title. He’s
woke her up and directed her to go up and get some sleep. By the time they were
up and about, the next day; they realized there was no way they were going to
make it on time.
It was getting on for noon when the snow started to fall;
lightly covering the driveway as Lindsey dragged her suitcase out to Jackson's
car. She knew they were only going away for a week, but she wanted to be
prepared, especially with the weather as it was, so she'd filled her bags with
as many jumpers, woolly hats, and thick comfy socks as she could. A decision
she was starting to regret as she struggled to heave the bulging suitcase into
the trunk of her little car.
Finally cramming it into the space, she stepped back, taking
a moment to breathe. All around her, the snow fell lazily through the air,
getting heavier by the minute, and she wondered if it would ease off much,
before the two of them left for her great aunt's. 'Oh well, at least it'll
be a white Christmas...' she thought to herself, before turning back
towards the open door of her house.
She loved almost everything about Christmas, but the annual
family reunion certainly wasn't on the list. She could count on one hand, how
many of her relatives she actually liked, and even then she had plenty of
fingers spare. In fact, the only person she really cared about visiting, had
just been her house guest. But that visit was nearly over. Only the car ride
remained.
“Start the car, Jack."
"Cool-cool, but hurry up, I don't like the look of this
snow. We might end up stranded in a blizzard, if we're not careful; and you'll
miss your fam." Jackson shot her a wink. "And I know how much you'd
hate that."
Giggling at his sarcasm, Linsey ran back into her house.
She'd left her rucksack just inside the door, and she quickly grabbed it before
locking up and running back down to the car. The snowfall had gotten pretty
heavy by now, and she saw Jackson chuck his stuff onto the back seat before
getting into the driver's side door, and revving the engine. Burying her face
in her scarf to keep warm, Lindsey threw her rucksack in the back as well,
before climbing into the passenger side seat next to him. Clicking her seatbelt
into place, she turned and gave him a nod, and off the two went.
Relaxing back into her seat, Lindsey watched the snowflakes
fall as Jackson gently took the car out of the driveway and onto the almost
pure white road. Rubbing her hands together in the frigid air, she reached out
and cracked up the thermostat a little, before settling back again. It wasn't a
particularly long drive, only a few hours, but she could already tell it was
going to be a chilly one.
The snow wasn't too much of a problem while they drove
through the city, salt trucks leaving the roads mostly clear. As they got out
into the countryside, Jackson started to take it slower, carefully navigating
the narrow lanes as the snow continued to fall. Once or twice they saw the skid
marks of cars that hadn't been quite as cautious, and at one point a tow truck
passed them, pulling the unfortunate survivor of a nasty off-road skid.
The first hour passed quickly. The thermostat did its job,
and the car quickly armed up enough for Lindsey to drop her scarf and gloves.
The two friends chattered away happily as the miles passed, and the music from
the radio helped fill any lulls. However, as the sun began to set, the snowfall
only got heavier and heavier. Lindsey could feel herself getting increasingly
nervous, finding it harder and harder to see the passing countryside, and could
only imagine how hard it must be for Jackson at the wheel.
"Damn it;" the young man muttered under his
breath, craning forward to peer out between the falling snowflakes. Lindsey
could feel the stress radiating off of him, and did her best to stay calm. The
last thing she wanted to do is panic him any more than he already was.
Pretty soon though, they both realized they were going to
have to stop. The snow was falling so heavily now that neither of them could
see the road, let alone anything else. Lindsey felt her stomach drop as Jackson
shook his head, pulling the car up onto the verge at the side of the road.
"Sorry Linds, I can't keep going in this. If we're lucky it'll blow over
soon, and we can get going again, but for the meantime, it's just not safe;"
Lindsey looked up at him and saw the look of concern on his face. "You
might wanna call your folks."
Lindsey gave him a worries nod. She could feel her stomach
tying itself up in knots as she pulled out her cell phone. They were a long way
from anywhere, out there, and if they got stuck overnight it was going to get
very, very cold. Dialing her parents, she anxiously waited for them to pick up.
"Hey, Dad, it's me. Um, yeah, me and Jackson are on our
way, but the snow is; it's coming down pretty hard, so we're just going to pull
over for a bit. No need to worry about us, it's all good. We're just going to
be a bit later than we thought, that's all. I'll call you when we start moving
again. Yep, yep, we'll be safe, don't worry. I love you too. See you soon"
The young woman hung up, hoping she didn't sound too scared
on the phone. "Ok, what do we do now?"
Jackson frowned as he looked down at the fuel indicator. It
was getting a little low.
"Well, I think we should turn the car off for now, so
we don't waste gas until we can start moving again. I don't wanna think about
what'd happen if we; you know. Other than that, we just gotta wait it out I
guess." Shutting off the engine, Jackson settled back into his seat as
snow began to pile onto the windshield. Immediately, the car began to get
colder, and Lindsey shivered as she bundled herself up in her coat. Outside,
she could hear the wind howling, and she looked over to her friend, hoping for
comfort, but only saw herself faced with a worried expression.
"It'll be fine, don't worry. We just; gotta wait. For a
bit" His voice sounded shaky as he tried to reassure her. Surprisingly, it
worked pretty well. For the next few hours, the two sat and talked to try and
keep their minds off the weather. Occasionally, Jackson would flick on the
wipers to clear the snow on the windscreen so they could check the state of the
weather, but it never improved. If anything, it was still getting worse. An
hour passed, then two, and it started to dawn on the pair that things probably
weren't going to improve that evening.
"Maybe; maybe we should settle in for the night;"
Lindsey's voice trembled as she spoke, partly from the cold and partly out of
fear. "I'm gonna call my dad again;"
Jackson nodded, his hands inside his sleeves as she fished
her phone out again.
"Uh, hey Dad? It's me again. The, um, the snow's not
easing off, so we're going too; yeah, yeah I know; We're going to stay here for
the night, ok? And we'll drive the rest of the way tomorrow? Ok? Don't worry,
we've got loads of clothes and blankets and things, we'll be fine. Yeah, yeah
we'll be careful. I know. I love you too. Bye."
Lindsey hung up and turned to her friend. "He's not
happy, but he knows there's nothing we can do." She let out a long sigh,
looking at the floor. "Sorry."
"Hey, it's ok, don't; don't worry, you don't need to
apologize." Looking back up through the tears, she saw Jackson smiling at
her, and felt his hand on her shoulder. Despite the freezing weather, Lindsey
felt a little shimmer of warmth move through her at his touch. "You can't
help the weather, can you? And it's cool, at least I'm not stuck out here
alone."
Lindsey chuckled as she fought back her tears. She wiped her
eyes and looked back over her shoulder at the back seat. "What are we
going to do about sleeping?" Despite their heavy clothes, she could feel
herself starting to shiver. Jackson looked thoughtful for a second, before
replying. "I guess we'll have to share the back seat; It'll be cramped,
but we don't have much choice. The seats up here don't really recline at
all."
Lindsey nodded her head. It wouldn't be the first time the
two of them had slept so close together, but she had to admit, this was a bit
different. After all, they'd been kids last time. Ah well, better to be warm
than worry about nothing, she thought to herself.
"Do we have blankets or anything?" Again, Jackson
looked thoughtful.
"We could get our clothes out of the trunk? We can pile
them on top of us to keep warm." He gave her a nervous smile. "Not
quite blankets, but I'm sure they'll do the job."
Lindsey felt a little knot in her stomach but ignored it.
She had to admit, it was a good idea, but something about Jackson seeing all
her clothes spread out made her feel nervous. It took her a moment to realize
why, but by the time she had he'd already disappeared out of the car, hurrying
towards the trunk to retrieve their suitcases. Ignoring it, she climbed into
the back seat, settling across them as she heard Jackson rifling through their
belongings in the freezing wind.
As soon as she found herself in the back of the car, the
young woman realized a slight problem with the plan. The seats weren't very
wide, and unless they wanted to sleep upright or in the foot well, the two
friends would have to sleep pretty much on top of each other. She swallowed
hard. This situation just kept getting weirder and weirder.
Just as she opened her mouth to say something, the door to
her left flew open, and a deluge of clothing poured across her. Caught off
guard, the young woman yelped in surprise, eliciting a quick apology from her
friend, stood in the doorway holding an empty suitcase.
"Sorry, sorry, should've warned you!"
Lindsey's yelp of surprise quickly turned to giggles of
laughter. "Don't worry, just hurry up and get back inside before you
freeze to death!"
With a smile, Jackson nodded, throwing the suitcase back
into the trunk before reaching down and grabbing a second. Hers. Lindsey felt
the butterflies in her stomach again as he quickly unzipped it and emptied the
contents over her again. She watched as her neatly folded laundry cascaded out
of the bag, t-shirts and spare jeans tumbling into the foot well, along with,
much to her dismay, all her underwear.
Jackson didn't seem to notice, shaking the snow from his
boots and quickly jumping in next to her. As he closed the door, shivering, she
quickly grabbed a large fleece and threw it towards him. "Here, warm up a
bit". Her friend smiled in appreciation, pulling the woolen jumper over
himself.
Lindsey looked around at the clothing carnage. She bit her
lip. There was no way he wasn't going to see it all; pairs of silk panties and
lace bras dotted the backseat, making her lingerie impossible to miss. Turning
to her friend, she could feel her cheeks burning pink. "Uh, Jackson, do me
a favor, could you just; ignore; the underwear?"
Turning to look back at her, the young man looked confused,
before his eyes scanned the seats and his own cheeks started to turn red.
"Oh, uh; sorry, I; I didn't;"
Lindsey couldn't help but chuckle. The flustered look on his
face was adorable, and in that moment she couldn't think of anything but a lost
puppy. She squeezed his arm under the layer of loose clothes. "Don't
worry, you couldn't help it. It's my fault for packing everything into one
suitcase!"
The pair laughed nervously, before settling into silence. A
few moments passed before Jackson piped up again. "So, uh, how're we; Ya know.
Doing this?"
The pair looked at the space between them. They both knew
they couldn't fit next to each other, but neither person wanted to be the first
to say it. Finally, Lindsey bit the bullet. "Do you wanna be on top or
underneath?"
She saw Jackson swallow heavily. "Uh, I'll go
underneath, I guess? Don't want to crush you, after all." The young man
chuckled, trying to defuse the awkwardness of the situation in the way he
always did. Lindsey chuckled too. She had to admit, she hoped that would be the
arrangement. After all, she was a lot smaller than he was. Shuffling towards
the door to let him get comfortable, she replied: "After you then!"
Taking off his boots, Jackson slid down onto the seats,
piling the loose clothes up and over himself. Lindsey watched intently, trying
to calm her racing heartbeat. Why was she so nervous? It wasn't like they were
doing anything weird. Well, weirder than being stuck in the snow. It was
Jackson, she'd known him forever! Shaking her head, she gave him a smile,
before settling down too.
Instinctively, his hands came up to meet her, guiding her
down on top of him. Immediately, she felt the warmth of his body through their
clothes, and she found herself nestling into her friend as they awkwardly tried
to avoid eye contact. The young woman could hear her heartbeat in her ears, the
red flush of embarrassment getting stronger by the second. Reaching around
them, the two started pulling the clothes across themselves, tucking them into
the gaps on either side to insulate them from the cold.
Carefully, Lindsey did her best to push aside anything she'd
rather he didn't see into the foot well, some of the more risqué items catching
Jackson's eye before he pointedly looked away, cheeks red. Pretty soon, the two
were almost completely covered, only their faces poking out of the mountain of
fabric.
Doing their best to ignore the awkwardness of the situation,
the two settled down. Lying on her front, Lindsey could feel her chest pressed
close to Jackson, her tits squished close to his beating heart, and no matter
where she looked, their faces were so close she always felt like she was
staring directly at him. Eventually, she piped up.
"Should I, uh, should I roll over, onto my back? Or, is
this ok? What's; what works for you?" She tried not to think too hard
about his answer. "I'm happy like this, if you are. Or not. Whatever"
Her cheeks felt like they could burst into flames at any moment.
"I, uh,; I think this is fine" From underneath
her, Jackson's voice rose, shaky with nerves, and she wondered if he was
feeling just as out of sorts as she was. With a nod, she turned away, resting
her head on his chest. Despite settling in to sleep, the young woman's mind was
racing. What were they doing? This was crazy, what if someone saw them
together? Bundled up like this, at the side of the road, under the clothes?
What would they think? She swallowed. She knew exactly what they'd think. And
with a start she realized that excited her.
A long, awkward silence hung in the air. Lindsey did her
best to ignore her racing thoughts and settle down to sleep. Despite the
mountain of clothes, she found herself still shivering, and nuzzled deeper into
Jackson for warmth. After a while, she glanced up to see snow covering the
windows, cutting the pair of them off from the rest of the world. It was just her
now. Her and Jackson. She felt a tingle ran down her spine. Well at least we
don't have to worry about anyone looking in and getting the wrong idea, she
thought to herself.
Settling in, her mind started to wander. Trying not to think
about Jackson, she found herself pondering the situation they found themselves
in. What would happen if the sow hadn't cleared by the next morning? Would they
need to call for help? What if it got even colder? A sudden memory passed
through her head, of an old TV documentary about arctic explorers. She
remembered that often, when trapped in cold climates, people would strip off
and share body heat to keep themselves warm. Immediately, she felt her blush
returning.
Behind her, she felt Jackson's hands move lower down her
back, to just above her ass, and she froze. A voice in the darkness,
breathless, whispered. Uh, is this ok? My, uh, my arms were getting a little
cramped;"
Lindsey felt her breath catch in her throat. "Y-yeah,
it's fine, don't worry." Instinctively, she shuffled her weight a bit,
making it more comfortable for both of them. The two lay in silence for a bit
longer, before Lindsey felt her own arms beginning to cramp, her hands on the
seat taking most of her weight to keep it off Jackson. Readjusting, she let her
body fall, and found her hands around his shoulders, holding him close.
"Is that ok too?"
She felt him nod underneath her and felt a sigh of relief
escaped her lips. His soft voice filled the quiet again. "Sure. Don't
worry about squishing me, you're; you're pretty light, you know;" The two
chuckled and fell into silence again.
Lindsey felt conflicted. She couldn't help but notice how
firm his shoulders were, how warm and strong his arms around her felt. Soon,
she found her mind wandering again, and quickly diverted her attention
elsewhere. No, this was Jackson she was thinking about! She could never; could
she?
From under her, she felt Jackson shift, awkwardly,
nervously, before speaking again. "Uh, hey Lindsey, are you; are you still
cold?" Lindsey felt her heart beating like mad in her chest.
"Y-yeah, a little. Actually." She thought about
the arctic explorers again and bit her tongue. No, how could she even be
thinking about that? But, if it kept them warmer; She didn't know what to do.
On the one hand, she desperately wanted the warmth, on the other; "You
know, um, one of the, I heard on tv once that, when people get stuck in the
arctic they, uh; well;"
Lindsey trailed off. Holy shit, what am I saying?
Under her, she felt her best friend brace himself, unsure where she was going
with this, and she bit her tongue again. Can't go back now...
"Body heat gets kinda; you know; trapped by the, uh; by
clothes; So they, uh; yeah" She couldn't bring herself to say it, the
words kept getting caught in her mouth. A long pause sat frozen in the air.
"So; should we?"
"Y-yeah. Yeah, I; I heard the same thing. So; yeah. I
think we should. You know; get, uh;" Jackson's voice trailed off, before
returning with his trademark humor, although she could tell from his voice how
painfully nervous he was. Just like her.
"Besides, it's already pretty awkward, right? What's
the harm? It's not like we've never seen each other naked before;"
Even so, that was a long time ago, and they'd both changed a
lot since then. Still, Lindsey couldn't deny the truth in Jackson words. With a
breathless nod, she sat up, and the two friends began to undress. The young
woman tried not to look as Jackson first stripped off his t-shirt, followed by
his shorts. He paused, hands on the waistband of his boxers, and turned to her,
still averting his gaze.
"Uh, should we; I mean, we could keep our underwear on;
But...
"Yeah;" Lindsey's own breathless voice joined
his. "I; I'm sure it; uh, it'll work better if there's nothing blocking
the body heat; right?"
"Yeah, yeah, I think so too;"
As Jackson reached down and pulled off his underwear,
Lindsey averted her eyes again. She couldn't deny that part of her wanted to
see him, stripped naked before her, but she did her best to ignore it.
"Just; promise not to look, ok?"
Jackson nodded. Staring pointedly at the roof of the car,
Lindsey swallowed nervously before unbuttoning her shirt, letting it fall into
the foot well as she fiddled with the zipper of her jeans. Down to her
underwear, she could feel the bitter cold attacking her bare skin, and the
desire to get back under cover overpowered her nerves. Fiddling behind her back
with numbing fingers, she struggled to unhook her bra, and when she finally did
she let out a yelp of surprise as the fabric slipped from her hand, sending the
item straight down onto Jackson's face.
A frozen moment hung in the air, before the pair started
laughing. Settling back down, Lindsey, reached down and slipped off her
panties, the momentum of the moment carrying her forward before she could
second guess herself. Hurriedly dragging the mountain of fabric back over
themselves, the pair did their best to ignore the feeling of the other person's
naked body, pressed so close to their own. But soon they were snuggled down
again, and Lindsey couldn't deny the way her bare tits felt pressed against
Jackson's chest, her nipples stiffened by the cold and unmistakable against his
skin.
If she'd felt strange before, it was nothing to how she felt
now. In the dark, she could feel her cheeks burning bright red, and she
desperately hoped Jackson couldn't see. Between them, her heartbeat pounded in
her chest, mixing with Jackson's as the two childhood friends held onto each
other, already feeling warmer.
She could barely breathe as she slid her arms back over his
shoulders, feeling his hands take hold on her waist once again. Even though
they'd held each other this way only moments before, without their clothes it
felt so much more intimate, and Lindsey, could feel the butterflies in her
stomach reaching a fever pitch. Between my legs, she felt a tingling in her
loins, and she bit her lip hard in an attempt to calm herself down.
Truth be told, she'd never seen a man naked before; she'd
never had a boyfriend stick around long enough to get that far. Underneath her,
pressed against her thigh, she could feel something hard, and it took her a
moment to realize what it was. Concealing a gasp, the young woman. Is that; it
can't be? But then, what else could it be? Lindsey realized it could be only
one thing; Jackson's penis!
Underneath her, she felt her best friend shuffle
uncomfortably, and his half-erect cock pressed against her thigh, only inches
from her virgin pussy. Lindsey felt a thrill of excitement ripple through her,
but she repressed it. She didn't know what to think. Did he; Like her? How long
had he felt that way? Was he; thinking about her now?
She knew that last part had to be true. After all, she was
thinking about him, and it had to be hard to think of anything else with a
naked girl pressed on top of you. She couldn't believe this was happening,
could never have believed it would happen. Part of her leapt for joy, but the
rest of her was just as confused as ever. Should she say something? Try to take
it further? Settling her head down onto his chest, she whispered out to him in
the dark.
"We should; we should sleep."
"Yeah; Sleep;" Underneath her, she felt his cock
twitch, still pressed against her soft thigh. Despite her words, she knew she
couldn't sleep like this. A minute passed. Then another. Soon, an hour had gone
by, and Lindsey was still awake, staring silently at the back of the chairs in
front. The two lay together, perfectly still, until a voice broke the silence.
"Lindsey; Are you still awake?"
The young woman froe. She didn't know whether to speak up,
or stay silent. Underneath her, she could still feel his hard cock, throbbing
against her leg, and how hot it was making her feel. Between her thighs, she
could feel how damp her pussy had gotten, and she squeezed them tightly
together in an attempt to relieve the pressure. It didn't work.
A long moment passed, and she didn't hear anything else from
him. She wondered if she should've spoken up, should've said something,
should've confessed how she felt, and she was seconds away from opening her
mouth when a sudden movement made her pause.
Behind her, she felt the grip on her back tighten, and the
hips underneath her shift, just enough for the hard shaft pressed against her
leg to slip between her thighs. She felt like her heart was about to burst out
of her mouth. The thick rod felt even hotter squeezed between her legs, the
head ever so slightly damp against her skin. It felt; nice. Really nice. Then
she felt him start to move.
Lindsey had to bite her lip to stop herself moaning as
between her legs, Jackson began to thrust, sliding his cock against her, as the
pressure of her legs kept him upright and rock solid.
Her heart stopped in her chest as she felt him moving. Oh
my god. Oh my god, he's really doing it! Her brain went into overdrive,
trying to make sense of what was happening as she felt his cock thrusting
slowly, softly, between her thighs. She knew she had to say something, but she
had no idea what, especially not now. The last thing she wanted was for him to
stop. So, in a mixture of fear and excitement, she lay still, and silent.
Her pussy was absolutely soaked. Her pelvis felt hot,
incredibly hot, and she had to bite her lip to stop herself moaning in
pleasure, the simple act of his thrusts sending her body into a state of
near-ecstasy. God, she wanted him. Wanted to feel him inside her, taking her,
taking her virginity and making her a woman. Words couldn't describe how badly
she wanted Jackson to toss her onto her back, clamp her mouth shut, and pound
himself into her till she came.
She lay still for what felt like an eternity, just waiting
for him to take it further, to force himself into her, before the pressure
became too great, and she began moving her hips back in time with his. Slowly,
gently, she raised them up as he pulled back, and let them fall down as he
pushed up. Not by much, no more than an inch, but it was enough to make her
pussy gush with anticipation.
Underneath her, Jackson let out a groan and started to buck
his hips faster. He must think I'm asleep, she thought to herself. Should
I? Maybe I should tell him; But despite her thoughts, Lindsey did nothing.
She felt his hands move down her body, across the small of her back to her ass,
giving it a soft squeeze as he continued to fuck her thighs. His thrusts
started to get longer, driving further up and down, and soon she felt his shaft
pressed against her nether lips.
The feeling of him so close to her virgin entrance was just
too much, and Lindsey let out an involuntary mewl of arousal. Immediately,
Jackson's movements stopped, and the young woman bit her lip. Damn it! Don't
stop now! From the darkness, she heard a voice, shaking with nervousness.
"Lindsey? A-are you awake?"
"Don't stop;" was all she managed to say. The
lust in her voice surprised even her, the shaky, drawn-out vowels and
underlying moan sending ripples through both of them. Immediately, she felt
Jackson's hands tense up, squeezing her ass, before his hips started to move
again. The girl shut her eyes tight, still moving her hips, drawing him closer
to her virgin entrance. She couldn't deny it anymore; she wanted him inside
her, want him to make love to her, right there, on the backseat of his car! She
loved him, deeply, desperately, and she'd do anything to take things further.
"Please; Jackson;"
"Yeah?" The young man's voice was as breathless as
hers., the tip of his cock pressed firmly against her slit, his hips grinding
up and down, grinding against hers, making her whole body shiver with arousal.
"I want you to; to fuck me; please; I can't take it
anymore!"
Without a word, she felt him grab her hips firmly, and press
himself against her entrance. Even if she'd wanted to, it was too late to turn
back now. With a firm push on the small of her back, he raised his hips, and
Lindsey cried out as she felt his cock sink into her virgin snatch, piercing
her hymen and burying itself in her to the hilt.
Slowly, she turned her head to look at Jackson, a look of
absolute pleasure plastered on her features. She stared down for a long, silent
moment, mouth hanging open and eyes wide, adjusting to the feeling of
penetration, before reaching out and cupping his face, her best
friend-turned-lover, and kissing him deeply. Between them, she could feel her
walls relaxing around his girth, expanding to fit his thick member, and growing
braver she began to over her hips once more, rolling them softly and mewling
into his mouth as the two began to make love.
Her movements were jerky and clumsy, but as she stared into
Jackson's eyes, she could think of nothing but the love she felt for him.
Holding on tight, she started to ride him fast, lifting her hips and letting
them drop down again, feeling his firm shaft slide in and out of her sopping
snatch. In response, Jackson began to move his hips too, thrusting up to meet
her, pushing himself deep into his childhood friend before withdrawing.
It took a while for the pair to find their rhythm, but soon
they were fucking like crazy. Lindsey moaned loudly until Jackson pulled her
head back towards him, pressing his lips to hers and kissing her more
passionately than ever. As his cock sank into her over and over again, his
tongue slipped into her mouth, tangling with hers as he took her virginity. She
didn't know if he was still a virgin, but she honestly didn't care.
"I wanted this for so long, Lindsey. Wanted you. I love
you"
"I, I love you too; I've l loved you; for years!"
Lindsey's high-pitched voice mingled with her moans. "I'm sorry I pre; pretended
to b-be asleep!" Her pussy was on fire, the sex felt better than anything
she'd ever experienced before, and as she confessed her feelings for her best
friend her movements only get faster, more desperate, pumping her hips as hard
as she could while underneath her Jackson bucked and groaned. "I wanted to
s-see how far you'd go; whether you.. wanted me too; I'm s-sorry;" She
shut her eyes tight in shame, keeping her hips moving as best as she could.
Just then, she felt Jackson grab her tight, and flip her
onto her back, rolling on top of her and quickly forcing his cock back into her
quivering pussy. Lindsey squealed, the sudden change of position exhilarating
her, and she grabbed hold of his back as Jackson growled, pounding into her
with a fury she'd never seen from him before. Legs up in the air, dangling
uselessly, the young woman cried out in pain and pleasure as her lover buried
his face in her neck, kissing and biting her as he fucked her mercilessly.
Underneath her, she felt his hand still groping at her ass,
and as he drove his cock into the deepest parts of your aching pussy, she could
only moan and mewl. With his cock thrusting deeply in and out of her, she was
helpless to do anything but shake your hips back up in time, squealing and
moaning in erotic ecstasy.
In the heat of the moment, she barely registered her legs, wrapping
around him, keeping him deep inside her as she clung on to his back for dear
life, panting and moaning like a bitch in heat. Inside her, she could feel the
first sparks of climax beginning to ignite, and she cried out into Jackson's
ear as he dominated her, the man of her dreams, her childhood best friend.
"Yes! Fuck me, fuck me, Jackson! I love you, I love you so much! Fuck
me!"
Above her, she felt his pace start to falter, and she
wrapped herself even tighter around him. Completely lost in the pleasure, his
face buried in her neck as she hung on tight to his shoulders, she knew he must
be getting close too. Each deep thrust sent new waves through her, and with
each passing second, she felt her climax rising.
"Yes! Yes! Yes, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't
stop, I’m gonna!"
With a sudden cry, she felt herself crash over the edge, her
whole body spasming as a wave of incredible pleasure washed over her, dulling
her senses as she began to cum. She let out a shriek of ecstasy as her lower
body began to rock and shudder, squeezing her pussy around her lover's cock as
she came. The ripples of pleasure exploded throughout her entire body, sending
her muscles spasming and her legs shaking around his waist. She felt her back arching
painfully as her body, wracked with pleasure, crashed through her climax, her
entire being seized by spasms as the walls of her pussy quivered and
contracted.
Through the chaos of her climax, she was dimly aware of
Jackson fighting against his own orgasm, trying to pull himself out before he
blew his load inside her, but her legs wrapped so tightly around him kept him
buried inside. Digging her nails into his back, she wailed out through her
orgasm "Cum in me! Cum in me! Do it, please!"
Finally, she felt his hips slam forward one last time, his
cock pushed deep, deep inside her, as the warmth of his cum began to spread
throughout her abdomen. The feeling of being cream-pied only made her cum
harder, and a second wave of spasms crashed across her. By the time the two of
them were finished, Jackson was well and truly spent, his balls thoroughly
emptied into Lindsey's tight teen twat.
As their orgasms subsided, he collapsed on top of her,
panting as his semen pooled inside her pussy. "Wow;"
Lindsey lay beneath him, unable to speak, just panting
happily with a smile on her lips. She pulled him in close so she could kiss him
again, before wrapping her arms around him, holding him in a tight embrace.
"Yeah; What a way to stay warm;"
Jackson chuckled at that. "You; you really wanted me
for that long?" Lindsey nodded.
"For as long as I can remember;"
She felt him sigh, and she giggled as he ruffled her hair.
"God, I love you Linds;"
"I love you too;" leaning up, she planted a kiss
on his cheek. Words could describe how happy she was. No, not happy, overjoyed.
"You know; something tells me the snows not gonna let up anytime soon;"
She gave him a wink. "And there's a lot of other stuff I've always wanted
to try.
Jackson laughed again, nuzzling back into her neck as he
kissed her, his skin hot against hers. As he moved, his softening cock slipped
free of her pussy, followed by a thin trail of semen, which ran out of her and
began pooling on the car seat below. Lindsey smiled. "You came inside;"
She didn't sound angry, or surprised, just; content
"Yeah, I guess I did; Not that I had much choice, the
way you were clinging to me." He nibbled her ear softly before whispering
into it. "But I really liked it;"
Lindsey let out a contented mewl. "Me too, it felt
amazing;" I giggle softly, and snuggle closer "But something tells
me I should start taking birth control from now on. You wouldn't want to fuck a
baby into your best friend, now would you?" She laughed again, feeling his
cock stiffen underneath her in response. "So, you ready for round
two?"
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"Hey, Lindsey; you all set?"
A tall, shaggy-haired fella came up from the basement guest
bedroom, then strode the hallway, and called up the staircase to her 2nd story
bedroom, from near the front door. Lindsey felt her stomach flutter once again.
Jackson was actually back from college. In his hand, he carried a suitcase of
his own, and a laptop bag slung over his shoulder. He smiled at her as she came
down the big oak stairs, and she nodded.
"Yep, Jack; just gotta grab my rucksack and lock up,
and we're good to go!"
She couldn't remember when the two of them had first met.
Their parents had been close friends for years, before they'd even been born. So
far as she cared, she'd known Jackson forever. They'd grown up together, referred
to each other as cousins. The pair had been almost inseparable, all the way up
to Jackson leaving for college. Worst yet, his parents had to move; when the corporation
shut down the local factory, and his dad had to move in order to fill another management
position, or face unemployment at age 51. Lindsey’s anxieties were
mounting, until yesterday, when his flight arrived. She'd been absolutely
heartbroken last August. to see him go. But he kept his promise, that he'd
visit as soon as he came back for the holidays.
Which sadly coincided with her own family’s reunion.
Her parents insisted that she come with them, but she negotiated a compromise.
Jackson would use her car to drive her, on his way to his own relative’s
gathering.
It just so happened the day he flew back was the day before
her Great Aunt's get-together, so while her parents left yesterday morning, she
hung around to pick him up at the airport. The plan was for him to stay over
that night, then drive the two of them, to drop her at the reunion, seeing as
it wasn't too far from his cousins' place. That way, he could drive to his kin,
and see them too. Then two days later he’d pick Lindsey up from the
reunion, and drive her back a few days later, if she didn't want to stay the
whole week, like her folks.
She'd nearly tackled him near the baggage claim, when she saw
him run down the airport concourse. The pair had spent the evening laughing,
eating, and reminiscing. Jackson had plenty of stories to tell her about his
first semester at college, and Lindsey eagerly hung on his every word. When he’d
finally gone down to the basement guest bedroom, it was well past midnight. She’d
already fallen asleep while the two were watching an old favorite DVD title. He’s
woke her up and directed her to go up and get some sleep. By the time they were
up and about, the next day; they realized there was no way they were going to
make it on time.
It was getting on for noon when the snow started to fall;
lightly covering the driveway as Lindsey dragged her suitcase out to Jackson's
car. She knew they were only going away for a week, but she wanted to be
prepared, especially with the weather as it was, so she'd filled her bags with
as many jumpers, woolly hats, and thick comfy socks as she could. A decision
she was starting to regret as she struggled to heave the bulging suitcase into
the trunk of her little car.
Finally cramming it into the space, she stepped back, taking
a moment to breathe. All around her, the snow fell lazily through the air,
getting heavier by the minute, and she wondered if it would ease off much,
before the two of them left for her great aunt's. 'Oh well, at least it'll
be a white Christmas...' she thought to herself, before turning back
towards the open door of her house.
She loved almost everything about Christmas, but the annual
family reunion certainly wasn't on the list. She could count on one hand, how
many of her relatives she actually liked, and even then she had plenty of
fingers spare. In fact, the only person she really cared about visiting, had
just been her house guest. But that visit was nearly over. Only the car ride
remained.
“Start the car, Jack."
"Cool-cool, but hurry up, I don't like the look of this
snow. We might end up stranded in a blizzard, if we're not careful; and you'll
miss your fam." Jackson shot her a wink. "And I know how much you'd
hate that."
Giggling at his sarcasm, Linsey ran back into her house.
She'd left her rucksack just inside the door, and she quickly grabbed it before
locking up and running back down to the car. The snowfall had gotten pretty
heavy by now, and she saw Jackson chuck his stuff onto the back seat before
getting into the driver's side door, and revving the engine. Burying her face
in her scarf to keep warm, Lindsey threw her rucksack in the back as well,
before climbing into the passenger side seat next to him. Clicking her seatbelt
into place, she turned and gave him a nod, and off the two went.
Relaxing back into her seat, Lindsey watched the snowflakes
fall as Jackson gently took the car out of the driveway and onto the almost
pure white road. Rubbing her hands together in the frigid air, she reached out
and cracked up the thermostat a little, before settling back again. It wasn't a
particularly long drive, only a few hours, but she could already tell it was
going to be a chilly one.
The snow wasn't too much of a problem while they drove
through the city, salt trucks leaving the roads mostly clear. As they got out
into the countryside, Jackson started to take it slower, carefully navigating
the narrow lanes as the snow continued to fall. Once or twice they saw the skid
marks of cars that hadn't been quite as cautious, and at one point a tow truck
passed them, pulling the unfortunate survivor of a nasty off-road skid.
The first hour passed quickly. The thermostat did its job,
and the car quickly armed up enough for Lindsey to drop her scarf and gloves.
The two friends chattered away happily as the miles passed, and the music from
the radio helped fill any lulls. However, as the sun began to set, the snowfall
only got heavier and heavier. Lindsey could feel herself getting increasingly
nervous, finding it harder and harder to see the passing countryside, and could
only imagine how hard it must be for Jackson at the wheel.
"Damn it;" the young man muttered under his
breath, craning forward to peer out between the falling snowflakes. Lindsey
could feel the stress radiating off of him, and did her best to stay calm. The
last thing she wanted to do is panic him any more than he already was.
Pretty soon though, they both realized they were going to
have to stop. The snow was falling so heavily now that neither of them could
see the road, let alone anything else. Lindsey felt her stomach drop as Jackson
shook his head, pulling the car up onto the verge at the side of the road.
"Sorry Linds, I can't keep going in this. If we're lucky it'll blow over
soon, and we can get going again, but for the meantime, it's just not safe;"
Lindsey looked up at him and saw the look of concern on his face. "You
might wanna call your folks."
Lindsey gave him a worries nod. She could feel her stomach
tying itself up in knots as she pulled out her cell phone. They were a long way
from anywhere, out there, and if they got stuck overnight it was going to get
very, very cold. Dialing her parents, she anxiously waited for them to pick up.
"Hey, Dad, it's me. Um, yeah, me and Jackson are on our
way, but the snow is; it's coming down pretty hard, so we're just going to pull
over for a bit. No need to worry about us, it's all good. We're just going to
be a bit later than we thought, that's all. I'll call you when we start moving
again. Yep, yep, we'll be safe, don't worry. I love you too. See you soon"
The young woman hung up, hoping she didn't sound too scared
on the phone. "Ok, what do we do now?"
Jackson frowned as he looked down at the fuel indicator. It
was getting a little low.
"Well, I think we should turn the car off for now, so
we don't waste gas until we can start moving again. I don't wanna think about
what'd happen if we; you know. Other than that, we just gotta wait it out I
guess." Shutting off the engine, Jackson settled back into his seat as
snow began to pile onto the windshield. Immediately, the car began to get
colder, and Lindsey shivered as she bundled herself up in her coat. Outside,
she could hear the wind howling, and she looked over to her friend, hoping for
comfort, but only saw herself faced with a worried expression.
"It'll be fine, don't worry. We just; gotta wait. For a
bit" His voice sounded shaky as he tried to reassure her. Surprisingly, it
worked pretty well. For the next few hours, the two sat and talked to try and
keep their minds off the weather. Occasionally, Jackson would flick on the
wipers to clear the snow on the windscreen so they could check the state of the
weather, but it never improved. If anything, it was still getting worse. An
hour passed, then two, and it started to dawn on the pair that things probably
weren't going to improve that evening.
"Maybe; maybe we should settle in for the night;"
Lindsey's voice trembled as she spoke, partly from the cold and partly out of
fear. "I'm gonna call my dad again;"
Jackson nodded, his hands inside his sleeves as she fished
her phone out again.
"Uh, hey Dad? It's me again. The, um, the snow's not
easing off, so we're going too; yeah, yeah I know; We're going to stay here for
the night, ok? And we'll drive the rest of the way tomorrow? Ok? Don't worry,
we've got loads of clothes and blankets and things, we'll be fine. Yeah, yeah
we'll be careful. I know. I love you too. Bye."
Lindsey hung up and turned to her friend. "He's not
happy, but he knows there's nothing we can do." She let out a long sigh,
looking at the floor. "Sorry."
"Hey, it's ok, don't; don't worry, you don't need to
apologize." Looking back up through the tears, she saw Jackson smiling at
her, and felt his hand on her shoulder. Despite the freezing weather, Lindsey
felt a little shimmer of warmth move through her at his touch. "You can't
help the weather, can you? And it's cool, at least I'm not stuck out here
alone."
Lindsey chuckled as she fought back her tears. She wiped her
eyes and looked back over her shoulder at the back seat. "What are we
going to do about sleeping?" Despite their heavy clothes, she could feel
herself starting to shiver. Jackson looked thoughtful for a second, before
replying. "I guess we'll have to share the back seat; It'll be cramped,
but we don't have much choice. The seats up here don't really recline at
all."
Lindsey nodded her head. It wouldn't be the first time the
two of them had slept so close together, but she had to admit, this was a bit
different. After all, they'd been kids last time. Ah well, better to be warm
than worry about nothing, she thought to herself.
"Do we have blankets or anything?" Again, Jackson
looked thoughtful.
"We could get our clothes out of the trunk? We can pile
them on top of us to keep warm." He gave her a nervous smile. "Not
quite blankets, but I'm sure they'll do the job."
Lindsey felt a little knot in her stomach but ignored it.
She had to admit, it was a good idea, but something about Jackson seeing all
her clothes spread out made her feel nervous. It took her a moment to realize
why, but by the time she had he'd already disappeared out of the car, hurrying
towards the trunk to retrieve their suitcases. Ignoring it, she climbed into
the back seat, settling across them as she heard Jackson rifling through their
belongings in the freezing wind.
As soon as she found herself in the back of the car, the
young woman realized a slight problem with the plan. The seats weren't very
wide, and unless they wanted to sleep upright or in the foot well, the two
friends would have to sleep pretty much on top of each other. She swallowed
hard. This situation just kept getting weirder and weirder.
Just as she opened her mouth to say something, the door to
her left flew open, and a deluge of clothing poured across her. Caught off
guard, the young woman yelped in surprise, eliciting a quick apology from her
friend, stood in the doorway holding an empty suitcase.
"Sorry, sorry, should've warned you!"
Lindsey's yelp of surprise quickly turned to giggles of
laughter. "Don't worry, just hurry up and get back inside before you
freeze to death!"
With a smile, Jackson nodded, throwing the suitcase back
into the trunk before reaching down and grabbing a second. Hers. Lindsey felt
the butterflies in her stomach again as he quickly unzipped it and emptied the
contents over her again. She watched as her neatly folded laundry cascaded out
of the bag, t-shirts and spare jeans tumbling into the foot well, along with,
much to her dismay, all her underwear.
Jackson didn't seem to notice, shaking the snow from his
boots and quickly jumping in next to her. As he closed the door, shivering, she
quickly grabbed a large fleece and threw it towards him. "Here, warm up a
bit". Her friend smiled in appreciation, pulling the woolen jumper over
himself.
Lindsey looked around at the clothing carnage. She bit her
lip. There was no way he wasn't going to see it all; pairs of silk panties and
lace bras dotted the backseat, making her lingerie impossible to miss. Turning
to her friend, she could feel her cheeks burning pink. "Uh, Jackson, do me
a favor, could you just; ignore; the underwear?"
Turning to look back at her, the young man looked confused,
before his eyes scanned the seats and his own cheeks started to turn red.
"Oh, uh; sorry, I; I didn't;"
Lindsey couldn't help but chuckle. The flustered look on his
face was adorable, and in that moment she couldn't think of anything but a lost
puppy. She squeezed his arm under the layer of loose clothes. "Don't
worry, you couldn't help it. It's my fault for packing everything into one
suitcase!"
The pair laughed nervously, before settling into silence. A
few moments passed before Jackson piped up again. "So, uh, how're we; Ya know.
Doing this?"
The pair looked at the space between them. They both knew
they couldn't fit next to each other, but neither person wanted to be the first
to say it. Finally, Lindsey bit the bullet. "Do you wanna be on top or
underneath?"
She saw Jackson swallow heavily. "Uh, I'll go
underneath, I guess? Don't want to crush you, after all." The young man
chuckled, trying to defuse the awkwardness of the situation in the way he
always did. Lindsey chuckled too. She had to admit, she hoped that would be the
arrangement. After all, she was a lot smaller than he was. Shuffling towards
the door to let him get comfortable, she replied: "After you then!"
Taking off his boots, Jackson slid down onto the seats,
piling the loose clothes up and over himself. Lindsey watched intently, trying
to calm her racing heartbeat. Why was she so nervous? It wasn't like they were
doing anything weird. Well, weirder than being stuck in the snow. It was
Jackson, she'd known him forever! Shaking her head, she gave him a smile,
before settling down too.
Instinctively, his hands came up to meet her, guiding her
down on top of him. Immediately, she felt the warmth of his body through their
clothes, and she found herself nestling into her friend as they awkwardly tried
to avoid eye contact. The young woman could hear her heartbeat in her ears, the
red flush of embarrassment getting stronger by the second. Reaching around
them, the two started pulling the clothes across themselves, tucking them into
the gaps on either side to insulate them from the cold.
Carefully, Lindsey did her best to push aside anything she'd
rather he didn't see into the foot well, some of the more risqué items catching
Jackson's eye before he pointedly looked away, cheeks red. Pretty soon, the two
were almost completely covered, only their faces poking out of the mountain of
fabric.
Doing their best to ignore the awkwardness of the situation,
the two settled down. Lying on her front, Lindsey could feel her chest pressed
close to Jackson, her tits squished close to his beating heart, and no matter
where she looked, their faces were so close she always felt like she was
staring directly at him. Eventually, she piped up.
"Should I, uh, should I roll over, onto my back? Or, is
this ok? What's; what works for you?" She tried not to think too hard
about his answer. "I'm happy like this, if you are. Or not. Whatever"
Her cheeks felt like they could burst into flames at any moment.
"I, uh,; I think this is fine" From underneath
her, Jackson's voice rose, shaky with nerves, and she wondered if he was
feeling just as out of sorts as she was. With a nod, she turned away, resting
her head on his chest. Despite settling in to sleep, the young woman's mind was
racing. What were they doing? This was crazy, what if someone saw them
together? Bundled up like this, at the side of the road, under the clothes?
What would they think? She swallowed. She knew exactly what they'd think. And
with a start she realized that excited her.
A long, awkward silence hung in the air. Lindsey did her
best to ignore her racing thoughts and settle down to sleep. Despite the
mountain of clothes, she found herself still shivering, and nuzzled deeper into
Jackson for warmth. After a while, she glanced up to see snow covering the
windows, cutting the pair of them off from the rest of the world. It was just her
now. Her and Jackson. She felt a tingle ran down her spine. Well at least we
don't have to worry about anyone looking in and getting the wrong idea, she
thought to herself.
Settling in, her mind started to wander. Trying not to think
about Jackson, she found herself pondering the situation they found themselves
in. What would happen if the sow hadn't cleared by the next morning? Would they
need to call for help? What if it got even colder? A sudden memory passed
through her head, of an old TV documentary about arctic explorers. She
remembered that often, when trapped in cold climates, people would strip off
and share body heat to keep themselves warm. Immediately, she felt her blush
returning.
Behind her, she felt Jackson's hands move lower down her
back, to just above her ass, and she froze. A voice in the darkness,
breathless, whispered. Uh, is this ok? My, uh, my arms were getting a little
cramped;"
Lindsey felt her breath catch in her throat. "Y-yeah,
it's fine, don't worry." Instinctively, she shuffled her weight a bit,
making it more comfortable for both of them. The two lay in silence for a bit
longer, before Lindsey felt her own arms beginning to cramp, her hands on the
seat taking most of her weight to keep it off Jackson. Readjusting, she let her
body fall, and found her hands around his shoulders, holding him close.
"Is that ok too?"
She felt him nod underneath her and felt a sigh of relief
escaped her lips. His soft voice filled the quiet again. "Sure. Don't
worry about squishing me, you're; you're pretty light, you know;" The two
chuckled and fell into silence again.
Lindsey felt conflicted. She couldn't help but notice how
firm his shoulders were, how warm and strong his arms around her felt. Soon,
she found her mind wandering again, and quickly diverted her attention
elsewhere. No, this was Jackson she was thinking about! She could never; could
she?
From under her, she felt Jackson shift, awkwardly,
nervously, before speaking again. "Uh, hey Lindsey, are you; are you still
cold?" Lindsey felt her heart beating like mad in her chest.
"Y-yeah, a little. Actually." She thought about
the arctic explorers again and bit her tongue. No, how could she even be
thinking about that? But, if it kept them warmer; She didn't know what to do.
On the one hand, she desperately wanted the warmth, on the other; "You
know, um, one of the, I heard on tv once that, when people get stuck in the
arctic they, uh; well;"
Lindsey trailed off. Holy shit, what am I saying?
Under her, she felt her best friend brace himself, unsure where she was going
with this, and she bit her tongue again. Can't go back now...
"Body heat gets kinda; you know; trapped by the, uh; by
clothes; So they, uh; yeah" She couldn't bring herself to say it, the
words kept getting caught in her mouth. A long pause sat frozen in the air.
"So; should we?"
"Y-yeah. Yeah, I; I heard the same thing. So; yeah. I
think we should. You know; get, uh;" Jackson's voice trailed off, before
returning with his trademark humor, although she could tell from his voice how
painfully nervous he was. Just like her.
"Besides, it's already pretty awkward, right? What's
the harm? It's not like we've never seen each other naked before;"
Even so, that was a long time ago, and they'd both changed a
lot since then. Still, Lindsey couldn't deny the truth in Jackson words. With a
breathless nod, she sat up, and the two friends began to undress. The young
woman tried not to look as Jackson first stripped off his t-shirt, followed by
his shorts. He paused, hands on the waistband of his boxers, and turned to her,
still averting his gaze.
"Uh, should we; I mean, we could keep our underwear on;
But...
"Yeah;" Lindsey's own breathless voice joined
his. "I; I'm sure it; uh, it'll work better if there's nothing blocking
the body heat; right?"
"Yeah, yeah, I think so too;"
As Jackson reached down and pulled off his underwear,
Lindsey averted her eyes again. She couldn't deny that part of her wanted to
see him, stripped naked before her, but she did her best to ignore it.
"Just; promise not to look, ok?"
Jackson nodded. Staring pointedly at the roof of the car,
Lindsey swallowed nervously before unbuttoning her shirt, letting it fall into
the foot well as she fiddled with the zipper of her jeans. Down to her
underwear, she could feel the bitter cold attacking her bare skin, and the
desire to get back under cover overpowered her nerves. Fiddling behind her back
with numbing fingers, she struggled to unhook her bra, and when she finally did
she let out a yelp of surprise as the fabric slipped from her hand, sending the
item straight down onto Jackson's face.
A frozen moment hung in the air, before the pair started
laughing. Settling back down, Lindsey, reached down and slipped off her
panties, the momentum of the moment carrying her forward before she could
second guess herself. Hurriedly dragging the mountain of fabric back over
themselves, the pair did their best to ignore the feeling of the other person's
naked body, pressed so close to their own. But soon they were snuggled down
again, and Lindsey couldn't deny the way her bare tits felt pressed against
Jackson's chest, her nipples stiffened by the cold and unmistakable against his
skin.
If she'd felt strange before, it was nothing to how she felt
now. In the dark, she could feel her cheeks burning bright red, and she
desperately hoped Jackson couldn't see. Between them, her heartbeat pounded in
her chest, mixing with Jackson's as the two childhood friends held onto each
other, already feeling warmer.
She could barely breathe as she slid her arms back over his
shoulders, feeling his hands take hold on her waist once again. Even though
they'd held each other this way only moments before, without their clothes it
felt so much more intimate, and Lindsey, could feel the butterflies in her
stomach reaching a fever pitch. Between my legs, she felt a tingling in her
loins, and she bit her lip hard in an attempt to calm herself down.
Truth be told, she'd never seen a man naked before; she'd
never had a boyfriend stick around long enough to get that far. Underneath her,
pressed against her thigh, she could feel something hard, and it took her a
moment to realize what it was. Concealing a gasp, the young woman. Is that; it
can't be? But then, what else could it be? Lindsey realized it could be only
one thing; Jackson's penis!
Underneath her, she felt her best friend shuffle
uncomfortably, and his half-erect cock pressed against her thigh, only inches
from her virgin pussy. Lindsey felt a thrill of excitement ripple through her,
but she repressed it. She didn't know what to think. Did he; Like her? How long
had he felt that way? Was he; thinking about her now?
She knew that last part had to be true. After all, she was
thinking about him, and it had to be hard to think of anything else with a
naked girl pressed on top of you. She couldn't believe this was happening,
could never have believed it would happen. Part of her leapt for joy, but the
rest of her was just as confused as ever. Should she say something? Try to take
it further? Settling her head down onto his chest, she whispered out to him in
the dark.
"We should; we should sleep."
"Yeah; Sleep;" Underneath her, she felt his cock
twitch, still pressed against her soft thigh. Despite her words, she knew she
couldn't sleep like this. A minute passed. Then another. Soon, an hour had gone
by, and Lindsey was still awake, staring silently at the back of the chairs in
front. The two lay together, perfectly still, until a voice broke the silence.
"Lindsey; Are you still awake?"
The young woman froe. She didn't know whether to speak up,
or stay silent. Underneath her, she could still feel his hard cock, throbbing
against her leg, and how hot it was making her feel. Between her thighs, she
could feel how damp her pussy had gotten, and she squeezed them tightly
together in an attempt to relieve the pressure. It didn't work.
A long moment passed, and she didn't hear anything else from
him. She wondered if she should've spoken up, should've said something,
should've confessed how she felt, and she was seconds away from opening her
mouth when a sudden movement made her pause.
Behind her, she felt the grip on her back tighten, and the
hips underneath her shift, just enough for the hard shaft pressed against her
leg to slip between her thighs. She felt like her heart was about to burst out
of her mouth. The thick rod felt even hotter squeezed between her legs, the
head ever so slightly damp against her skin. It felt; nice. Really nice. Then
she felt him start to move.
Lindsey had to bite her lip to stop herself moaning as
between her legs, Jackson began to thrust, sliding his cock against her, as the
pressure of her legs kept him upright and rock solid.
Her heart stopped in her chest as she felt him moving. Oh
my god. Oh my god, he's really doing it! Her brain went into overdrive,
trying to make sense of what was happening as she felt his cock thrusting
slowly, softly, between her thighs. She knew she had to say something, but she
had no idea what, especially not now. The last thing she wanted was for him to
stop. So, in a mixture of fear and excitement, she lay still, and silent.
Her pussy was absolutely soaked. Her pelvis felt hot,
incredibly hot, and she had to bite her lip to stop herself moaning in
pleasure, the simple act of his thrusts sending her body into a state of
near-ecstasy. God, she wanted him. Wanted to feel him inside her, taking her,
taking her virginity and making her a woman. Words couldn't describe how badly
she wanted Jackson to toss her onto her back, clamp her mouth shut, and pound
himself into her till she came.
She lay still for what felt like an eternity, just waiting
for him to take it further, to force himself into her, before the pressure
became too great, and she began moving her hips back in time with his. Slowly,
gently, she raised them up as he pulled back, and let them fall down as he
pushed up. Not by much, no more than an inch, but it was enough to make her
pussy gush with anticipation.
Underneath her, Jackson let out a groan and started to buck
his hips faster. He must think I'm asleep, she thought to herself. Should
I? Maybe I should tell him; But despite her thoughts, Lindsey did nothing.
She felt his hands move down her body, across the small of her back to her ass,
giving it a soft squeeze as he continued to fuck her thighs. His thrusts
started to get longer, driving further up and down, and soon she felt his shaft
pressed against her nether lips.
The feeling of him so close to her virgin entrance was just
too much, and Lindsey let out an involuntary mewl of arousal. Immediately,
Jackson's movements stopped, and the young woman bit her lip. Damn it! Don't
stop now! From the darkness, she heard a voice, shaking with nervousness.
"Lindsey? A-are you awake?"
"Don't stop;" was all she managed to say. The
lust in her voice surprised even her, the shaky, drawn-out vowels and
underlying moan sending ripples through both of them. Immediately, she felt
Jackson's hands tense up, squeezing her ass, before his hips started to move
again. The girl shut her eyes tight, still moving her hips, drawing him closer
to her virgin entrance. She couldn't deny it anymore; she wanted him inside
her, want him to make love to her, right there, on the backseat of his car! She
loved him, deeply, desperately, and she'd do anything to take things further.
"Please; Jackson;"
"Yeah?" The young man's voice was as breathless as
hers., the tip of his cock pressed firmly against her slit, his hips grinding
up and down, grinding against hers, making her whole body shiver with arousal.
"I want you to; to fuck me; please; I can't take it
anymore!"
Without a word, she felt him grab her hips firmly, and press
himself against her entrance. Even if she'd wanted to, it was too late to turn
back now. With a firm push on the small of her back, he raised his hips, and
Lindsey cried out as she felt his cock sink into her virgin snatch, piercing
her hymen and burying itself in her to the hilt.
Slowly, she turned her head to look at Jackson, a look of
absolute pleasure plastered on her features. She stared down for a long, silent
moment, mouth hanging open and eyes wide, adjusting to the feeling of
penetration, before reaching out and cupping his face, her best
friend-turned-lover, and kissing him deeply. Between them, she could feel her
walls relaxing around his girth, expanding to fit his thick member, and growing
braver she began to over her hips once more, rolling them softly and mewling
into his mouth as the two began to make love.
Her movements were jerky and clumsy, but as she stared into
Jackson's eyes, she could think of nothing but the love she felt for him.
Holding on tight, she started to ride him fast, lifting her hips and letting
them drop down again, feeling his firm shaft slide in and out of her sopping
snatch. In response, Jackson began to move his hips too, thrusting up to meet
her, pushing himself deep into his childhood friend before withdrawing.
It took a while for the pair to find their rhythm, but soon
they were fucking like crazy. Lindsey moaned loudly until Jackson pulled her
head back towards him, pressing his lips to hers and kissing her more
passionately than ever. As his cock sank into her over and over again, his
tongue slipped into her mouth, tangling with hers as he took her virginity. She
didn't know if he was still a virgin, but she honestly didn't care.
"I wanted this for so long, Lindsey. Wanted you. I love
you"
"I, I love you too; I've l loved you; for years!"
Lindsey's high-pitched voice mingled with her moans. "I'm sorry I pre; pretended
to b-be asleep!" Her pussy was on fire, the sex felt better than anything
she'd ever experienced before, and as she confessed her feelings for her best
friend her movements only get faster, more desperate, pumping her hips as hard
as she could while underneath her Jackson bucked and groaned. "I wanted to
s-see how far you'd go; whether you.. wanted me too; I'm s-sorry;" She
shut her eyes tight in shame, keeping her hips moving as best as she could.
Just then, she felt Jackson grab her tight, and flip her
onto her back, rolling on top of her and quickly forcing his cock back into her
quivering pussy. Lindsey squealed, the sudden change of position exhilarating
her, and she grabbed hold of his back as Jackson growled, pounding into her
with a fury she'd never seen from him before. Legs up in the air, dangling
uselessly, the young woman cried out in pain and pleasure as her lover buried
his face in her neck, kissing and biting her as he fucked her mercilessly.
Underneath her, she felt his hand still groping at her ass,
and as he drove his cock into the deepest parts of your aching pussy, she could
only moan and mewl. With his cock thrusting deeply in and out of her, she was
helpless to do anything but shake your hips back up in time, squealing and
moaning in erotic ecstasy.
In the heat of the moment, she barely registered her legs, wrapping
around him, keeping him deep inside her as she clung on to his back for dear
life, panting and moaning like a bitch in heat. Inside her, she could feel the
first sparks of climax beginning to ignite, and she cried out into Jackson's
ear as he dominated her, the man of her dreams, her childhood best friend.
"Yes! Fuck me, fuck me, Jackson! I love you, I love you so much! Fuck
me!"
Above her, she felt his pace start to falter, and she
wrapped herself even tighter around him. Completely lost in the pleasure, his
face buried in her neck as she hung on tight to his shoulders, she knew he must
be getting close too. Each deep thrust sent new waves through her, and with
each passing second, she felt her climax rising.
"Yes! Yes! Yes, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't
stop, I’m gonna!"
With a sudden cry, she felt herself crash over the edge, her
whole body spasming as a wave of incredible pleasure washed over her, dulling
her senses as she began to cum. She let out a shriek of ecstasy as her lower
body began to rock and shudder, squeezing her pussy around her lover's cock as
she came. The ripples of pleasure exploded throughout her entire body, sending
her muscles spasming and her legs shaking around his waist. She felt her back arching
painfully as her body, wracked with pleasure, crashed through her climax, her
entire being seized by spasms as the walls of her pussy quivered and
contracted.
Through the chaos of her climax, she was dimly aware of
Jackson fighting against his own orgasm, trying to pull himself out before he
blew his load inside her, but her legs wrapped so tightly around him kept him
buried inside. Digging her nails into his back, she wailed out through her
orgasm "Cum in me! Cum in me! Do it, please!"
Finally, she felt his hips slam forward one last time, his
cock pushed deep, deep inside her, as the warmth of his cum began to spread
throughout her abdomen. The feeling of being cream-pied only made her cum
harder, and a second wave of spasms crashed across her. By the time the two of
them were finished, Jackson was well and truly spent, his balls thoroughly
emptied into Lindsey's tight teen twat.
As their orgasms subsided, he collapsed on top of her,
panting as his semen pooled inside her pussy. "Wow;"
Lindsey lay beneath him, unable to speak, just panting
happily with a smile on her lips. She pulled him in close so she could kiss him
again, before wrapping her arms around him, holding him in a tight embrace.
"Yeah; What a way to stay warm;"
Jackson chuckled at that. "You; you really wanted me
for that long?" Lindsey nodded.
"For as long as I can remember;"
She felt him sigh, and she giggled as he ruffled her hair.
"God, I love you Linds;"
"I love you too;" leaning up, she planted a kiss
on his cheek. Words could describe how happy she was. No, not happy, overjoyed.
"You know; something tells me the snows not gonna let up anytime soon;"
She gave him a wink. "And there's a lot of other stuff I've always wanted
to try.
Jackson laughed again, nuzzling back into her neck as he
kissed her, his skin hot against hers. As he moved, his softening cock slipped
free of her pussy, followed by a thin trail of semen, which ran out of her and
began pooling on the car seat below. Lindsey smiled. "You came inside;"
She didn't sound angry, or surprised, just; content
"Yeah, I guess I did; Not that I had much choice, the
way you were clinging to me." He nibbled her ear softly before whispering
into it. "But I really liked it;"
Lindsey let out a contented mewl. "Me too, it felt
amazing;" I giggle softly, and snuggle closer "But something tells
me I should start taking birth control from now on. You wouldn't want to fuck a
baby into your best friend, now would you?" She laughed again, feeling his
cock stiffen underneath her in response. "So, you ready for round
two?"
Based on a post by LindseyLuv,
for Literotica.
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