Author: Virgil Black
Title: Rainstorm
Universe: Virgil Black's Imaginary Life
Summary: A group of JV cross country runners are out practicing
when they are caught in a sudden rainstorm. Luckily, one of the
girls' fathers happen to drive by in his subcompact car.
Keywords: ffm, ff, f-solo, pett

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RAINSTORM

Dad was driving me home from my eighth grade Science Club when a
squall blew in. Sheets of rain suddenly poured down, and even
though he put the wipers on full speed, the windshield was a
watery mess. I could barely make out the green blur of trees
along the road up ahead whipping back and forth in the wind. What
had started out as a sunny, warm, early fall day had turned ugly
really fast, but that wasn't too unusual for our region. I just
felt sorry for the people who had been caught outside.

Being cautions, Dad slowed way down, even though there weren't
any other cars around. He always drove the back road home from my
school to avoid traffic, though the whole trip usually took
longer.

That's when I saw them. "Dad, there's someone on the side of the
road up ahead," I warned him.

"Yeah, a bunch of people. Oh, one of them is waving. I'm going to
stop - roll down your window and find out what's going on."

He began pulling over, right next to the waver. The person stood
back as we came to the side of the road. Even through the water
on the glass I could tell it was a girl. She was hugging her arms
around herself. She ran over as soon as we stopped, and even
before the window was down she started shouting.

"Daddy! Daddy! I thought it was your car! I'm so glad it's you!"

It was my sister. She was soaked through, her wet hair and and
clothes plastered to her skin. She wiped water from her eyes as
she leaned to the window.

"What happened?" my dad asked.

"The storm hit us when we were out for a practice run. Then Tammy
slipped and hurt her ankle. I think it's sprained."

"Oh Hell. Let me see it." He got out of the car and went over to
the rest of the group. There were three other girls, all huddled
around a fourth, who was sitting on the muddy ground. Dad was
instantly soaked. I was getting wet, too, my arm and leg catching
the rain pouring down the side of the car and into the open
window.

"Lucky we found you guys," I told my sister. "It's a long way
back to school."

She nodded her head, shivering, while she looked back at the
others. Her arms and legs were covered in goosebumps and her
teeth chattered. None of the girls were wearing much - just
running shorts and tank tops or T-shirts, plus their shoes, of
course. They were the other members of my sister's JV
cross-country team.

My dad came back to the car. "You were right, Penny, it looks
like a sprain. It's not an emergency, but she'll have to see a
doctor. Where's your coach? We have to get all of you out of the
rain now!"

"Coach is back at school. Emeline tried calling him, but we
couldn't get a signal."

"Oh." He thought. "We'll just have to cram into our car then."

She nodded.

"Gus, get in the back." I started to open the door. "No! Just
climb over. Don't get any wetter than you already are!" I did
what he said and hopped between the front seats, sitting in the
middle of the back seat.

"Girls!" He was using his command voice, the one he always used
when Penny or I weren't cooperating. "Strip off as many wet
clothes as you can." He walked around to the hatchback and opened
it. Penny immediately followed orders and pulled her wet tank top
over her head. Then she dropped her shorts and handed them both
to my dad. "Shoes, too!" my dad said. She did what he asked, and
then stood there shivering by the side of the car in her bare
feet and nearly transparent underwear. The other girls looked at
her for a few seconds, and then started stripping off their own
clothes. While this was going on, Dad tossed two big wool
blankets at me. "Once you're in the car, I have a couple of
blankets you can share to warm up," he told them. He stalked over
to Tammy where she sat on the ground and picked her up in his
arms, then carried her to the car. "Open the door, Penny," he
said, and after she did he placed Tammy down gently in the front
seat. "Help her get undressed," he said to Penny. "You three get
in back," he ordered the other girls.

The girls quickly climbed in the back doors, one to my left and
two on my right. I was suddenly surrounded by cold, wet flesh,
the thighs of the girls on either side of me half in my lap.
Penny squatted down by the side of the car and pulled off Tammy's
remaining running shoe and sock, and then her shorts. "Tammy, if
you can stand up for a second, let Penny sit down and then you
sit her lap." Tammy nodded and the two girls changed places.
Tammy gingerly climbed over her, her knees next to the stick
shift. My dad went around the back again, slammed the hatch after
throwing all their clothes inside, and got in last. He started
the car.

"We'll just wait here until the storm passes," he said. All five
girls were trembling from cold, their teeth clicking loudly.
"Give me one of the blankets, Gus. You in the back share the
other one." Dad wrapped the blanket I'd handed him around Penny
and Tammy, tucking it behind Penny's back and under their legs as
best he could while Penny hugged Tammy to her chest, trying to
share their warmth. Then he turned on the heater. I handed one
end of the blanket to the girl on my left and passed the other
end to the girl by the other door. They pulled it tight. It
covered us all, but just barely. The three of them snuggled it up
under their chins, their jaws shaking.

"It'll warm up soon," Dad said. The windows were already fogging
over. "You'll warm up even faster if you can take off more wet
things," he suggested. Penny started struggling under the blanket
she shared and then raised her arms up over her head, stretching
off her jogging bra. "You too?" she asked Tammy, who nodded.
Penny then helped Tammy get hers off as well.

The girl by the far door asked the girl between us to her to help
her, and after they struggled for a moment, her jog bra came off
over her head. She dropped it onto the floor. "Now mine," the
girl on my right asked. I watched as she turned to face me and I
felt her wet boobs rub against my arm. The girl behind her
reached under them and grabbed onto the bottom of her bra,
flipping it up over her breasts and taking it off, her arms
raised up over her head. The blanket fell slightly, and I almost
got a peek down it, but even more exciting, her bare tits slapped
my arm while they were pulling the bra over her head. They were
cold and wet, but very soft. For a brief moment I felt one of her
hard and crinkly nipples against my skin. I could feel blood
rushing down into my penis. Oh, no - this would not be a good
time for a boner, I thought.

I turned and leaned away from her and bumped into the side of the
last girl, who had lifted her tight Lycra top inside out over her
face, but was now trapped, her arms up, the short, tight sleeves
clinging to her wrists. "Oh! Help! I'm stuck!" she cried,
wiggling her arms around. The blanket had fallen down around her
waist, her jiggling breasts completely exposed. Her dark nipples
were poking straight out from her wet, round boobs. My erection
grew even more.

"Wait, I'll get you out," I said. I grabbed one of her arms and
the stretchy material, and pulled her wrist out. She quickly
reached down and pulled the blanket back up over her chest. "Can
you do the other one, too?" she asked, her face still inside the
shirt. I grabbed the other wrist and yanked it free as well, then
pulled the top the rest of the way off. When she was free, she
smiled shyly at me. She was red from embarrassment, but I was
blushing too. "Sorry about that," she said.

I shrugged my shoulders, and felt my cock getting harder,
pointing uncomfortably down the leg of my shorts and straining
against the fabric. Dad was watching us in the rearview mirror.

"Okay!" he announced. "So, just relax everybody. This squall
won't last long, and the car will be warmed up soon. Then I'll
drive you all back to school. You have dry clothes there, right?"

"Yeah, Daddy," Penny said. The others nodded.

"Thanks for rescuing us, Mr. Black," the girl on my right said.

"No problem, um... Dear, I don't know your name." Dad replied,
looking back over his shoulder at her.

"I'm Jenny. This is Emeline." The girl by the door waved her hand
up over the top of the blanket. "And that's my sister, Jules."

"You're twins?"

"Yes, fraternal, sir," said the girl on my left side. Now that I
had a chance to notice, they did look a lot alike.

"Sorry I have such a small car," said my dad. "Maybe I should
have gotten an SUV after all."

"I like your car, Mr. Black," Emeline said. "It's cute."

"Besides, we'll warm up faster this way,"Â  Jenny agreed.

"Oh yeah. Guys, that's my little brother, Gus," my sister
introduced me.

"Hi," I said.

"Gus?" asked Jenny.

"My real name is Virgil," I said.

"Like me," added my dad, "but we call him Gus, like the
astronaut." The girls looked at me and I just shrugged and shook
my head.

It was getting steamy inside the car. The girls, who had been out
in the cold rain much longer than Dad, were still shivering, but
I was getting hot under the blanket, even though I was only
wearing shorts and a T-shirt. I couldn't get out from under,
though, without uncovering at least one of the girls, so I
suffered a little.

My dad started complaining about the coach, wondering how he
could just send a bunch of fifteen-year-old girls out without
supervision. He thought it was irresponsible and dangerous.
Penny, always a peacemaker, was trying to calm him down so he
didn't blow up at the coach when he took them back to the school.
My dad had a pretty hot temper, but once his anger passed he was
always ready to forgive and forget. I didn't think there would be
any problems with the coach.

Dad asked Emeline if she could try her her phone again and this
time she got a signal. She called the coach and told him what
happened. My dad asked to talk to the coach, too, and Emeline
handed him the phone. Penny gave my dad a stern look, and he
nodded.

"Coach Morris? This is Virgil Black, Penny's dad. Uh huh. We're
okay now, but if I hadn't accidentally come along, these girls
would still be in a bit of trouble." He paused, listening. "Yes,
it was very lucky. All I'm saying is that maybe the school should
rethink how it let's the running teams practice." Another pause.
"No. No, I'll bring them back when the weather clears. They don't
have anything dry to wear here, so if you could get their clothes
ready, or get them something to cover up with at least when I get
them back to the school that would be a big help. Okay, thanks."
He disconnected. He smiled at Penny.

While we waited, we all sat quietly. The rain still poured down,
although a little less fiercely. The windows had steamed up
completely, and it was impossible to see outside, except for
where Jules had wiped small circle in the fog on her window, out
of which she peeked occasionally. Despite my discomfort with the
temperature, I was acutely aware that I was sitting under a
blanket with three naked girls. Well, almost naked, except for
their underpants. I had a very persistent hardon stretching down
the leg of my shorts, but I couldn't easily adjust it without one
of the girls seeing it. In fact, I was really afraid that Jenny
might accidentally brush her hand or her leg against it and be
grossed out. But that fear didn't help it go away.

I tried wiggling my butt slightly, sort of hoping my boner would
slip into a more comfortable spot, when Jenny turned and looked
at me. Her eyes narrowed and a tiny little smile spread across
her face. Then I felt her hand on my bare leg, sliding up my
thigh. She slowly ran her fingers right up over the bottom of my
shorts and grabbed my stiff cock, the length of it resting
against her palm. I stopped breathing. I wondered if she could
feel my quick pulse beating inside the swollen organ like I
could. She squeezed it once, and then swung it around over the
top of my thigh until it was laying sideways, pointing toward
her. She winked at me, and her hand left my cock. I could breath
again, and my hardon was in a much more comfortable position.

My face felt hot and I knew I was blushing.

Then I felt her hand once more, on my hip, then creeping lightly
down the length of my cock. She stopped when she reached the
drawstring of my shorts, and began untying it. I looked around at
the other girls in the back seat to see if they noticed anything,
but Jules was looking out the window and Emeline was leaning
forward a little and had begun talking to Penny and Tammy. When
Jenny got the drawstring untied, she pulled the waist of my
shorts loose, causing the blanket to billow out momentarily.
That's just when Jules turned away from her spot in the window
and noticed something going on in my lap under the blanket. She
looked at me an tilted her head and I must have made an eye
movement that gave it away or something, because next she looked
at Jenny, who winked. Now a small smile spread across Jules'
face, and very soon I felt her hand on my left thigh. Then both
girls grabbed the waist of my shorts. Jenny whispered "Lift up,"
her breath tickling my ear. I raised my butt, and the two of them
quickly skimmed my shorts halfway down my thighs. They grabbed
the elastic on my underpants, and Jenny whispered "Again" and
soon they too were down by my shorts. My cock stood up under the
loose blanket and my balls hung freely between my legs. Jenny's
hand found mine, and she grabbed it lightly and moved it high up
on her thigh. Her skin was no longer as cold as it had been, but
it still felt clammy. She put her hand back on my leg and slid it
up, brushing against my nuts, and then wrapped her fingers around
my boner, lightly gripping it. Jules' hand followed, but instead
of my cock, she cupped my balls in her palm and began rolling
them around very gently. Despite being very excited, I was kind
of embarrassed. I didn't have a lot of hair down there, yet. Just
a few curly ones above my dick and some peachfuzz on my ball
sack. They didn't seem to mind, though, and fondled me gently as
I grew harder and harder.

Jenny was lightly stroking her hand up and down my cock, paying
special attention to the sensitive tip when her hand reached the
end. She would grab it gently with her fingertips and twist them
slowly around it like it was a bottle-cap. Every time she did
that an electric shock would race from my groin into my stomach,
making all my muscles clench. Just when I thought she was going
to make me shoot, she would stop and her hand slowly slid back
down to the base of my throbbing dick. Jules played with my balls
the whole time, stroking them and the inside of my thighs until
my sack was tight. Even then, she kept touching me, her
fingernails raking across my skin lightly.

I started squeezing Jenny's thigh, unconsciously at first,
whenever she played with the tip of my cock and my muscles seemed
to seize up. But soon I was doing it purposefully as the two
girls stroked me, enjoying the resilience of her flesh and the
soft, soft skin under my fingertips. I decided to see if Jules
would let me touch her leg as well, and I placed my hand lightly
on her upper thigh, only inches from where her pussy would be,
hidden underneath her panties. She didn't stop me when I started
squeezing her there, too.

Then I guess Jenny decided to make me come, or maybe she just
teased me a little too far, because the next time she was doing
the bottle-cap thing a familiar tingle began in my groin, and an
unstoppable eruption boiled up from my nuts. I felt my dick swell
again, growing larger than I had ever felt it before. Fluid raced
in pulses up my prick, blasting out against Jenny's palm as she
played with me. I stopped breathing and remained perfectly still,
my face as blank as I could make it while I clenched my teeth and
had the greatest orgasm of my life. Neither Jenny or Jules rested
as I came, though, their hands still fondling me, until they
teased out the last drops of jizz, draining me totally. The whole
thing couldn't have taken more than three or four minutes.

When I could breath again, my crotch was covered in come, and so
were the twins' hands. Jenny reached down and pulled my
underpants up slightly, wiping her hand on them as she did so.
Jules copied her. When they were done, they drew their hands away
from me and back into their own laps. I lifted my butt into the
air and pulled my underwear and shorts up again. Everything was
back to normal.

Then dad said, "The rain's almost stopped. Are you girls warm
enough?" They all answered yes. "Okay, I'm going to roll down the
windows and get us unfogged, then I'll get you back to school and
into dry clothes." He shifted the car into gear, brushing his
hand against Tammy's knee, which had slipped out from under the
blanket. "Sorry, Dear," he said, "you'll just have to move a bit
so I can drive."

Tammy nodded.

"All you alright, Dear?" my Dad asked. Tammy looked red in the
face and was taking short breaths.

"Sure, Mr. Black," she answered. "I feel fine. Just a little hot.
My ankle doesn't even hurt that much anymore."

"Well then, good. Let's go." He looked her up and down, and we
were off.

- - - - -

I could tell Gus was uncomfortable smashed in between Jules and
me. There definitely wasn't enough room in the back of Mr.
Black's car for all of us. But when he started wiggling around
like Danny did when we were watching the movie last Friday, I
knew something was up. It wasn't surprising, really. If I'd been
a boy sandwiched between two teenage girls wearing only their
underwear, I'm sure I'd have gotten a boner, too.

At first, I just wanted to feel it. I know that's bad, but after
playing with Danny's, I was curious what another boy's erection
would feel like. So I felt for it - I didn't think Penny's
brother would mind, really - and found it pointing down the leg
of his shorts. Actually, it was bigger than I expected for a boy
his age, and it felt really hard, not that I had much experience
to go on. It seemed sort of trapped there against his leg, so I
moved it around to where I figured it was supposed to be. I told
myself that was all was going to do.

That decision lasted about fifteen seconds before I changed my
mind. I wanted to feel it again. For real this time. I checked to
make sure no one was looking, and then I slid my hand across the
front of his shorts and untied them so I could stick my hand down
inside. That's when Jules turned away from the window and noticed
what I was doing, almost exactly like what happened with Danny. I
winked at her and she smiled.

"Lift up," I whispered in Penny's brother's ear, and he did while
we both pushed his shorts a little way down his legs. I could
tell he had tighty-whities on, so Jules and I pushed those down,
too, after I told him to lift up again. I wanted to play with it,
now, but his hand was in the way, resting on his leg, so I
grabbed it and moved it over to my leg. His hand was warm and
felt nice against my skin, especially against the inside of my
thigh.

He didn't have much pubic hair - hardly any, really, and it was
kind of neat to feel the smooth skin around the base of his cock
with my fingertips. It was really soft, just like my own. I could
feel Jules' hand right under mine, playing with his balls. I
started stroking his penis with my fingertips and then twisting
them around the tip of it, just the way Danny had liked it. His
skin was really soft even though his dick felt super hard. They
said it didn't hurt to have a boner, but I found that hard to
believe. When I played with the tip, Penny's brother would get
all tense like it hurt a lot, but he didn't try to stop me. I
figured it felt to him the same way it feels to me when I am just
about to make myself come - it feels like I'm a string about to
be plucked. Except he wasn't in control of it, I was!

I'd only been playing with it for a couple of minutes and I
didn't think he was ready to shoot yet, but I was wrong. I was
playing with the tip again when all of a sudden he grabbed my leg
really hard and I felt wet, hot splashes against my palm. He sort
of shook a little bit and I held on to his cock, which was still
very hard, squeezing it and sliding my hand up and down and
really making a mess with all the semen he had spurted out. I
don't know why, it just sort of seemed like the thing to do. Some
of it oozed out between my fingers and I felt even more come
dripping down the back of my hand.

At first I wasn't sure how I was going to myself clean up, but
then I remembered his underpants, so I pulled them up a bit and
sort of wiped my hand off on them, which worked well enough.
Jules wiped her hand off, too.

That was it, really. I'd only said three words to him the whole
time. I could tell he was pulling his shorts back up, but I
didn't want to turn and look at him or anything. I mean, what was
I supposed to say? I just stared straight ahead.

It was cool, though, making him come like that. I was just
starting to wonder if he could do it again when Penny's dad told
us we were going to go back to the school.

Oh, well.

- - - - -

Jenny did it to me again! Both times she got to play with the
boy's penis while I got his balls. I was going to have to be a
little more aggressive in the future if I was ever going to get
any experience with the the other end.

It's funny, but this time didn't surprise me at all. Not like
last Friday when our friend Danny came over. I never expected
that.

Danny had been our next-door neighbor and sometimes best-friend
since we were all little kids. We'd even been in almost all the
same classes as long as I could remember. But when we went to
Ursuline, of course he couldn't go. Most days we still got to see
Danny after school, and since our folks wouldn't let us date yet,
we usually spent Friday nights watching movies down in the
basement with him, so last Friday started out as nothing unusual.

I don't know if it was one of the actresses in the scary movie or
the fact that Jenny and I were sitting on the couch on either
side of him, kind of pressed up against him because were we
frightened, but I noticed that Danny had a boner pushing up the
front of his pants. I remembered they told us in health class
that guys got boners all the time, and I didn't want to embarrass
him so I didn't say anything. I just glanced at it a little now
and then while watching the movie, wondering what it looked like.
That is, I was wondering what Danny's looked like - I'd seen
pictures of erections before so I already knew what they looked
like, in general.

One time when I glanced down, though, Jenny had her hand on it
and was rubbing it a little. I was shocked! I was going to
pretend I hadn't seen anything, but she saw me look and winked at
me.

"Can we see it?" she asked him.

"Uh huh," he answered, nodding his head.

She reached over and unsnapped his jeans - I remember he was
wearing buttonflys - and he lifted his butt off the couch and
helped her push them and his boxer shorts down. His penis got
caught in the fabric and then sort of snapped out, slapping
against his stomach over the tail of his shirt. It looked pretty
much like I expected. The shaft was long and kind of thick, with
a ridge along the bottom. The tip flared out into a little cap,
like a pink mushroom. He had dark, curly pubic hair that reached
most of the way around the base of his penis, but got pretty thin
over his balls, which were kind of pulled up between his legs,
not hanging as much as I thought they would be. They looked like
two big lumps inside his scrotum.

Right away Jenny started touching his erection, stroking it with
her fingertips. It jumped a little every time she touched it. I
looked at Danny's face. He had his eyes closed. Since Jenny had
his penis, I decided to see what his balls felt like. I put my
hand on his leg and ran my fingers up the soft skin on the inside
of his thigh until I bumped them. The fuzzy, thin hair covering
them was soft, just like the hair I had. I don't know why, but I
expected it to be scratchy. I cupped my hand over them, and I
could feel the two balls kind of floating inside the loose skin.
I knew boys were really sensitive there, so I was very gentle as
I pushed them around and rolled them back and forth. Danny must
have liked that because he let out a long sigh. He pulled his
arms out from his sides and laid them along the back of the couch
behind us, stretching out his legs.

While I played with his nuts, I watched Jenny trying out
different things with his erection. She stroked it for a while,
then made a ring with her thumb and index finger and rubbed it up
and down, and then played around with the tip, which had gotten
even fatter and more shiny looking. Danny really liked that, it
seemed, because he gasped each time she touched him there, and
she ended up playing with it that way, twisting her fingers
around the tip, back and forth. Some fluid was leaking out of
Danny's penis, and at first I thought it might be semen, except
it was clear and not white. Jenny got her fingers wet in it and
smeared it around, which made Danny moan.

While she did that the skin around his balls had tightened up
even more, and I couldn't move them around as much. Still, I was
able to squeeze them a little bit, and I also stroked him between
his legs with my fingernails, they way I liked doing to myself
when I masturbated.

Danny started thrusting his hips up and down and groaned really
loud, and then he ejaculated. I was surprised to see the white
stuff actually shoot out of his dick the way it did, splashing
against Jenny's hand and his own shirt.

"Touch it, Jules," Jenny said. "It's slippery."

I dipped a finger into the stuff on the bottom side of his dick
and slid it back and forth. His erection twitched. Jenny was
right - his come was really slippery and felt a little warm. I
have to say, it was pretty cool, and I was feeling very excited
about the whole thing, if you know what I mean.

After that, though, Danny got kind of embarrassed, pulled up his
pants, and then went to the bathroom to clean up. Jenny went to
the kitchen to clean up, too. I was all alone down there for a
few minutes, waiting for them to come back. When they did, Jenny
sat next to me on the couch and Danny sat in the armchair. We
watched the rest of the movie, although I was only pretending to
watch. I was still thinking about Danny's erection and his
orgasm. After the movie ended, Danny went home and Jenny and I
went to bed. I'm pretty sure I wasn't the only one getting
herself off that night.

And when we finished with Penny's little brother, Gus, it was
kind of awkward, too. It was only my second time and I hadn't
figured out yet how you were supposed to act afterward. But then
Penny's dad told us we were going back the the school, which sort
of broke the mood. He rolled down the windows and the fresh, cool
air blowing in cleared my head.

I tried to put myself in Gus' place and started to feel sort of
bad. He had been pretty cool and didn't leer at me or anything
when I couldn't get my top off, and even though he didn't try to
stop us from touching him, we hadn't asked him or anything. I
wanted to make sure he wasn't upset so I put my hand on his leg
again, and squeezed it, kind of reassuringly. Then I smiled at
him, and he grinned back, which made me feel better. I guess
everything was cool after all.

I hoped Danny was coming over again Friday night.

- - - - -

It hurt really bad when I tripped on the rock and slipped in the
mud. Well, at first it didn't hurt. But when I tried to stand up,
I couldn't put any weight on my right foot, and pain shot from my
ankle up my leg.

Penny said I probably sprained it. Normally, that would have been
no big deal. Two of the girls would have run back to get help
while the other two stayed with me. The big problem was that we
had just gotten caught in a huge storm. Cold rain was pouring
over us, the wind was blowing, and all of us were already soaked
all the way through.

Luckily, Penny's dad came along. I mean, really - who could
possibly have expected that? Mr. Black seemed to know what to do.
Maybe he had been a Boy Scout or something. He had us all strip
down to our underwear and get in the car and cover in blankets,
which, when you are preoccupied with being freezing cold, is not
as embarrassing as you think it might be.

Penny and I sat in the front seat, me on her lap, and Jenny,
Jules, and Emmy got in the back with Penny's little brother. He's
an eighth grader I think. Mr. Black told us we should strip off
anything else that was wet, so Penny took off her sports bra,
too. Then she took off mine. It felt much better to get the cold,
wet fabric off me, and I could feel myself starting to warm up
already, even though my underwear was still soaked. It also felt
really good to be under the blanket with Penny. She had her arms
around me while I held the blanket up to my chin, and was pressed
against my back. Her boobs felt squishy and soft on my skin, but
her nipples were really hard and poked me in two spots. I suppose
mine were the same way. In fact, they were so cold they sort of
ached.

She was cold and wet, too, but anywhere we touched together
quickly warmed up, until I was beginning to feel warm again.
That's when Penny started rubbing her hands on me, up under my
little boobs, brushing them a lightly. I thought she was trying
to warm up her hands, and it felt nice and distracted me from the
throbbing ache in my ankle, so I didn't stop her. How could I
have, anyway? I couldn't say anything without everyone knowing,
and since I was holding the blanket up, Mr. Black would have seen
me grab her.

Then Penny's dad got upset with the coach for making us run out
there without supervision, and while Penny was trying to calm him
down she did it. She slid her hands up over my boobs, and
squeezed them, trapping my nipples between her fingers. I didn't
expect that! I almost screamed, but I held it in because of the
awkward situation. I didn't want everyone to know she was feeling
me up under the blanket! Then Mr. Black got on the phone with
coach. I thought they were going to fight, but they didn't, and
when he hung up, Penny's right hand dropped down into my lap and
she pushed it between my thighs, cupping my cold, still wet pussy
in her hand.

Not that it was the first time she had touched me there. At the
team sleepover at her house a couple of weeks ago, she put her
sleeping bag next to mine and we kissed while everyone else
slept. I don't know how we decided to do that - we just did. But
pretty soon we had both unzipped our bags halfway and she had her
hands up inside my T-shirt feeling my breasts, and I was doing
the same to her. Before we finished that night, she had rubbed me
off, sliding her finger up and down my pussy over my panties
until I came. Then I did the same for her. It was scary, because
there were other girls in the room, but it was really fun too.
I'm pretty sure no one else noticed. And besides, she was a
really nice kisser.

But this was really not the right time for that sort of thing! I
made sure the blanket fell over us loosely so that no one,
especially Mr. Black, could see what she was doing. Penny started
rubbing my pussy through my wet panties, pushing my lips apart
with her fingers. I spread my thighs a little to make room for
her insistent hand, and my left knee popped out from under the
blanket. It was getting steamy and hot in the car - I couldn't
see out the windows and I was starting to feel a little
claustrophobic. Mr. Black was just staring ahead through the
foggy glass as his daughter played with me discretely. She was
getting me really worked up. My pussy was throbbing and my clit
felt like it might burst. I tried desperately not to show what I
was feeling.

I was scared again, especially when Emmy leaned forward to talk
to us about algebra. Penny was good at math and easily kept up
her side of the conversation as she stroked me, but I could
barely understand what they were saying, let alone think of
anything to say. I just attempted to look like I was listening
thoughtfully while I tried to figure out how I could come without
anyone noticing. As soon as Emmy leaned back, Penny started
rubbing my clit, her fingers sliding back and forth on either
side of it. My still wet cotton panties felt rough against that
super-sensitive little bud, and I could barely breath. My face
got hot and I felt flushed. While she jilled me, she kept
pinching my nipples, so much that they were starting to get sore.
But there was nothing I could to do stop her.

When I realized that I couldn't stop her is when I came, my hips
shuddering slightly on Penny's lap as I held it all inside. It
felt like holding it in made it stronger, as the orgasm tumbled
around inside my tummy, shooting little spasms in my legs and
pussy. It was over quickly enough, thank God, and when I regained
my senses I checked to see if anyone could tell what happened. It
seemed no one did, beside Penny, who now just held me, her arms
wrapped tight around my waist.

That's when Mr. Black said we were ready to go. He touched my
knee and I almost jumped, because my whole body was tingling and
sensitive. "Sorry, Dear," he said, "you'll just have to move a
bit so I can drive."

I nodded when he looked at me. I knew my face was red.

"All you alright, Dear?" he asked. I tried to compose myself.

"Sure, Mr. Black," I answered. "I feel fine. Just a little hot.
My ankle doesn't even hurt that much anymore." It really didn't.

"Well then, good. Let's go," he said, and we were off.

- - - - -

"Sorry, Dear," I said, "you'll just have to move a bit so I can
drive." I brushed Tammy's knee with my hand, just to see how
she'd respond.

She nodded, her face faintly red and her breath coming in hard
short bursts.

"All you alright, Dear?" I asked.

"Sure, Mr. Black," she answered. "I feel fine. Just a little hot.
My ankle doesn't even hurt that much anymore."

"Well then, good," I said. "Let's go."

Holy shit! I do not believe this, I thought as I put my foot on
the gas. We'd only been sitting in the car in the pouring rain
for about ten minutes, and it had practically turned into an
orgy. Sure, there were five almost naked teenage girls in it.
That was partly my fault, for trying to keep them from getting
hypothermia in the cold rain. But I had no idea this could
happen.

For one, I couldn't believe that girl, Jenny, had just jerked my
boy off in the back seat! The lucky little dude - I didn't get my
first handjob until I was sixteen and could drive a car. Her twin
sister must have been in on it, too. How could she not know
something like that was going on right next to her?

And Penny! Oh my God! Penny had obviously just made her little
girlfriend come, right there in the car seat not two feet away
from me. The day after that sleepover the girls had a couple
weeks ago, my wife said that she thought our daughter had a
little bit of a crush on one of the girls. I wanted to know how
she knew and which girl it was, but all she would say was that
girls could tell that sort of thing, that it was perfectly
normal, and that it was none of my business. Well, I guess I
found out anyway.

Speaking of my wife, I was horny as hell now. It was everything I
could do to keep from getting hard right in front of everyone. As
it was, I had a semi pointing down my pant leg. I hoped my wife
was home when we got back - I was going to drag her upstairs and
tell her what happened while I fucked the silly out of her. So
what if she didn't have time to make dinner? We could just get
take out.

How much farther was the high school, anyway?

- - - - -

Oh my god, I was acting like such a perv.

I was really digging Penny's dad, and he was like, really old, 50
or something. Even his hair was turning gray, just a little.
Still, he looked pretty good. He was trim and had strong looking
arms - he was able to pick Tammy up with no problems.

I was totally checking him out while I was talking to Penny and
Tammy about algebra class. In fact, I was talking to her about
algebra just so I could check him out. He was just sitting there
in his wet clothes, looking out the window and ignoring us. I
guess I'm attracted to older guys, generally, but for some reason
I found Mr. Black really hot. Maybe it was his five-o'clock
shadow - as a kid, I'd always liked the way my dad's stubble
scratched against my cheek when he kissed me goodnight - but I
think it was his clothes. It's funny, but they way his shirt and
pants clung to him was probably sexier than if he'd been totally
naked, not that I'd have minded seeing that either!

After I stopped talking to the girls and was just leaning against
the window, watching drops run down the outside and day-dreaming.
I could just imagine his cock. It probably got really long and
fat, like in the videos I'd seen on the web, not like the boys in
my class that I'd heard about. I'd never actually seen one in
real life. Not a hard one, anyway. I saw my older brother's once
when I walked into the bathroom as he got out of the shower, but
it was just sort of dangling there between his legs like a fat
little slug, so that didn't really count.

Then Mr. Black said, "The rain's almost stopped. Are you girls
warm enough?" We all answered yes. "Okay, I'm going to roll down
the windows and get us unfogged, then I'll get you back to school
and into dry clothes."

Though it had gotten colder outside than it was before the storm,
the air felt really nice on my face, and as it swirled down
inside the blanket my nipples got hard. As we drove, I started
thinking about Mr. Black's cock again. I wondered what it would
feel like in my mouth. Oh man, I really wanted to try that, to
feel a hot, hard cock against my tongue. Nothing seemed sexier to
me. I started touching my pussy through my still wet undies.

I would crawl up between his hairy, strong legs, his big cock
sticking up into the air. I wanted to lick up the shaft of his
erection like I'd seen the girls do in videos, and then open my
mouth wide and take the fat, shiny head inside, running my tongue
all around it. I bet it would be really smooth and hard. I wanted
to taste it and smell it and rub it against my cheek. My pussy
was getting warm now, and I was getting wet, this time from the
inside. I pressed my finger into the crease between my lips,
rubbing it lightly over the top of my clit. Tingles ran up my
back, and it wasn't just the cool air.

After I drove him mad with my tongue and my mouth, I'd want him
to turn me around and throw me down on the bed. He'd lower his
body over mine, trapping me beneath him as his throbbing cock
pressed against my little, wet sex, his hairy stomach and chest
scratching against my bottom and back. He'd wrap his arms around
me, holding my hands in his and sink that huge tool inside me all
the way, splitting me open and making me come. I could imagine
how his scratchy beard would feel against my cheek as he
whispered dirty things to me. I couldn't wait for the day that
happened, not with Penny's dad, necessarily, but some guy, though
all I could do now was play with myself. I was concentrating on
my clit, keeping myself right on the edge. I didn't want to come
yet - I was going to save that for later, after I got home, when
I could really enjoy it.

Mr. Black drove us into the school parking lot. "Go over there,
Daddy," said Penny. "The coach will probably meet us. See, there
he is."

Mr. Black drove us to the gym door. It was the one nearest the
girl's locker room. Coach Morris had a whole bunch of towels
ready for us, and one of the P.E. teachers and a trainer was
there as well, both women.

"Wait here while we figure this out, girls," said Mr. Black. We
waited. He went over the the coach and the other two, and they
talked for a minute.

"Coach Morris and I are going inside," he said as he opened the
back of the car. "So you can have some privacy while you get out
of the car and go to the lockers. But, um, Jules, you'll have to
get out before Gus can leave."

"That's okay, Mr. Black. I'm sure he'll keep his eyes closed."
Then she turned and winked at the kid. What was that about?

The two men went inside, and Jules slipped out from under the
blanket and wrapped herself in a towel that the trainer handed
her. She ran inside the dark gym. Sure enough, Penny's brother
kept his eyes closed the whole time. He got out next, and went
inside the gym too, after getting directions to where he should
meet his dad.  Then Ms. Fiorello, the trainer, helped Tammy out
and walked back with her, too. Tammy had to hop on one foot. The
rest was easy. We wrapped ourselves up and tried to carry our wet
clothes and shoes back to the locker room without dropping
anything.

As I got dressed, my pussy was still buzzing from when I played
with it in the car. I couldn't help but rub it once or twice when
no one was looking. Then I decided that because my undies were
still wet, I couldn't wear them anyway, and being naked under my
skirt made me feel even hornier.

I was supposed to call my mom and tell her to pick me up, but I
wondered if I could ride with Penny and her dad instead. So I
asked her.

"No problem," she answered. "He won't mind dropping you off. Or,
do you want to come over? Tammy is, and we're going to do math
homework. You could do it, too.

My clit still throbbed. "Oh, no thanks. I really need to get
home," I said. Really, really need to get home, I thought. I
figured if Penny's dad was going to drop me off first I would get
to ride up front with him, and I decided to undo another button
on my blouse.

- - - - -

"Well then, good. Let's go," said my Dad.

I was almost dizzy. Tammy was still recovering from the orgasm I
gave her. I was so bad, playing with her in the car like that,
right in front of my dad and everyone else. But I couldn't help
myself. Even when we were cold she felt so soft on my skin, and
once we warmed each other up, she felt wonderful. I couldn't stop
thinking about the slumber party and how we had kissed and even
more.

I knew I had a crush on Tammy. I thought about her all the time,
and I hoped that maybe she had one on me, too. When she sat in my
lap, our skin together, and I started touching her, I just
couldn't stop. She didn't seem to mind, either, and after I made
her come she seemed to melt into me, so I just held her all the
way back to school.

Once I was in the locker room, I changed back into my uniform
quickly and went over to the trainer's office to see how Tammy
was doing. I met her on the way, still wrapped in a towel. She
had a long bandage wrapped around her ankle, and Ms. Fiorello was
helping her walk to the lockers.

"Is it okay?" I asked.

"It's actually not that bad, Penny," Ms. Fiorello said. "I think
it's not even a real sprain. Tammy probably just twisted it
badly."

"It's hurts bad enough," Tammy said.

"Just keep an eye on it like I explained. If the swelling starts
to get worse, go see your doctor. Just take some aspirin,
otherwise, and try to stay off of it tonight. Don't forget to
come see me tomorrow, too, so I can check it out again."

"I'll help her the rest of the way, Ms. Fiorello," I said.

"Thanks, Penny. Be careful."

"I will," I said, slipping under Tammy's shoulder and wrapping my
arm around her waist to support her.

We hobbled into the locker room and over to her locker. I sat her
down on the bench and opened her locker for her while she took
off her underwear.

"Are you mad at me?" I whispered, handing her a bra and a dry
pair of panties that were on the top shelf.

"No, I'm not mad," she replied.

"Good."

"I'm just... I don't know. Confused," she said quietly. She was
standing, gingerly putting weight on her hurt ankle. I helped her
step into her underwear.

Oh no. I felt nauseated. "I'm sorry, Tammy, I shouldn't have..."

"No, no," she whispered, smiling. "That's not it. I just don't
know."

I straightened up and grabbed the white shirt off the hook in the
locker and handed it to her. She started buttoning it, still
standing. "Oh." I said, still feeling sick. I gave her the skirt
and helped her pull it on, holding her steady while she balanced
on her bad leg.

"It's not too weird, is it? That I like really like you?" she
asked, quietly.

"You like me?" I whispered, zipping her skirt up. What a relief.
"I really like you too. I like to think about you." She blushed.

"Hey," I said happily, "I know your ankle still hurts, but do you
want to come over to my house? We can do our algebra."

Tammy nodded and grabbed her backpack. I went to get mine, too,
and I ran into Emeline waiting by my locker.

"There you are," she said. "I was looking for you."

"I was helping Tammy," I said.

"Is she okay?"

"Yeah, she's okay. The trainer said her ankle isn't hurt too
bad."

"Cool," she said. "Um, I was wondering if your dad could give me
a ride home. My mom usually picks me up, but with your dad here I
thought I could save her a trip."

"No problem," I said. "He won't mind dropping you off. Or, do you
want to come over? Tammy is, and we're going to do math homework.
You could do it, too." Please say no, please say no, please say
no, I thought.

"Oh, no thanks. I really need to get home," she said.

Yes yes yes! I thought. "Okay. Just meet out at my dad's car when
you're ready."

"I'm ready now."

"Great." I smiled. "Let's go get Tammy, then."