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Jennifer and Seville
By Darkage
(c) July, 2001


Jennifer shifted lazily into third and, on the side of 
the road, a yellow sign faded into the glare of 
headlights and swept past the side of the car.

"You're sure you're alright to drive?" Seville asked.

"Yeah, don't be such a worrier. I'm fine." 

Truthfully, though, Jennifer was a little less than 
sure. She'd only drunk a bit more than one beer, but 
she hated to take chances with drinking and driving. 
She was only 19, so if she got stopped with any 
alcohol in her system, she'd lose her license.

"I'm sorry. I guess you're right; you seem fine. 
Besides, I couldn't stand to stay at that party a 
moment longer."

"I know. Those guys. How could they be such jerks?"

"Whatever. Some people just haven't got a clue. So, we 
going to your house now?"

"Yeah," Jennifer said. "If I ever find the way out of 
here. How on earth do I get back onto 62 from here?"

"God, I don't know. You're supposed to be the one who 
knows this area."

"Well, I guess I don't know it as well as I thought. 
Don't worry, I'll find it eventually. I'll stop and 
get directions as soon as we pass a place."

Seville was still worried. It had been quite a while 
since they'd last seen any sort of civilization. 
They'd been driving around in these backwoods roads 
for nearly an hour now. The only light in sight was 
the glow of the Subaru's headlights.

"Shit," Seville cursed at the sight of red and blue 
police lights flashing behind them. Jennifer's heart 
dropped into her stomach as she realized that the car 
behind her, which she had hoped to stop and ask for 
directions, was a cop. She pulled over and the old red 
Subaru rumbled to a halt on the side of the country 
road. Seville looked over and saw that Jennifer's eyes 
were wet with the threat of tears.

"Don't worry," she said. "Everything's gonna be just 
fine. I promise."

Jennifer took a deep, shuddering breath and rolled 
down the window. A cool summer breeze blew through the 
window and the girls heard the crunch of footsteps 
approaching the car. A tall patrolman leaned down and 
looked into the car.

"Good evening, ladies," he said in a businesslike 
tone.

"Officer, I'm sorry... I...I'm kind of lost. I was 
trying to find my way to..."

"It's alright, young lady. The only reason I stopped 
you is for a routine check. At this time of night 
there's always the risk of drunk drivers. Just a 
routine sobriety check, you understand."

Jennifer's heart was fluttering. She could feel the 
panic edging into her blood.

"Excuse me, officer, if I might?" Seville interjected. 
"My friend's having a rough night. She just had a 
terrible argument with her boyfriend, and, well, I'd 
drive her home, except I don't have my license yet. 
She's really had a good dose of grief tonight, and if 
you could just tell us the best way to get back onto 
route 62, we'd really appreciate it."

The patrolman took a long look at Jennifer's wet eyes 
through his shiny sunglasses. Jennifer glanced up at 
him.

"Alright, girls. I'll let you go this time. But don't 
expect such understanding treatment from police 
officers in the future. And, young lady," he said to 
Jennifer. "Young lady, look at me." Jennifer looked up 
at him nervously. "You really shouldn't be driving in 
this condition, you know that. But I suppose you've 
got no choice in the matter. Now I want you to turn 
around and head back down this road. A couple miles 
down you'll come to a gas station..." The officer 
continued to give the girls directions back to route 
62, and Seville listened carefully, knowing full well 
how shaken up her best friend was. Finally, the 
policeman said, "Alright ladies. You be careful now. 
And have a good night." Jennifer sat, frozen in the 
seat, as the patrolman's footsteps crunched off into 
the night. The police-car pulled onto the road and as 
he drove slowly by the girls, the patrolman stared at 
them through his mirrored sunglasses.

"Oooo! That guy gave me the creeps," Seville said.

"Thank you," was all the Jennifer could manage.

"Jennifer, are you all right?"

"Y-yeah. I'll be ok."

Jennifer slowly pulled the car around in a three-
point-turn and began back down the road.


"This isn't right at all," Seville said. "He said that 
if we took the left fork, we'd come to signs for 62. 
We've been going down this back-ass country road for 
almost a half-hour, and I don't see any signs." The 
car rumbled to a stop on the side of the windy road. 
"Jennifer? What are you doing, honey? You OK?"

Jennifer took a deep breath as she turned the car off. 
"I just need to stop for a second. That cop really 
freaked me out. Just give me a minute. I'll be ok."

"Oh, Jennifer. He really scared you, didn't he? It's 
ok. I'm right here," she put her hand on Jennifer's 
shaking shoulder to comfort her. Jennifer turned to 
Seville and looked sadly at her with big, brown eyes, 
wet with tears. Seville cradled her head against her 
breast as Jennifer sobbed softly. She smoothed her 
hand along Jennifer's soft black hair and said, half-
jokingly, "Oh, honey. I love you, but you're ruining 
my nice new sweater. A quiet laugh crept between her 
sobs as Seville undid her seatbelt and took off her 
sweater. The laugh disappeared amidst a sea of sobs 
and Jennifer cried softly into Seville's breast. 
Seville hugged Jennifer tightly against her, 
whispering soothingly into her ear. Jennifer's tears 
began running down Seville's clavicle and down beneath 
the wide V-neck of her T-shirt as she held her against 
her breast. Seville let all her sad, loving emotions 
run free as she held Jennifer. Her hands began sliding 
up beneath Jennifer's plum colored T-shirt, along her 
smooth back. She felt Jennifer's hot breath upon her 
breast as she found herself undoing the back of 
Jennifer's bra. Seville could feel Jennifer burying 
her face in her bosom and clutching at her more 
tightly as she gently removed the bra beneath her plum 
shirt. As Seville pulled the shirt up her bare back, 
Jennifer whimpered, "Seville,...oh...wh...what are 
you... doing? Wha...why are you doing this?"

She whispered into Jennifer's ear, "Oh, Jennifer. It 
just feels right. There's no one around to see us. 
Let's be bad. Oh, God, it feels so good."

Seville was aching to kiss her, but she was terrified 
of how Jennifer might react. The two girls looked deep 
into each other's eyes, and their faces drew near. 
Unable to resist her body's urge, Seville touched her 
trembling lips to Jennifer's. Fire ran through her 
body and, despite her fear, Jennifer opened her mouth 
to Seville's passion.

Seville pushed the seatbelt button and Jennifer's 
shoulder strap slipped from between their warm bodies. 
Jennifer raised her arms above her head, letting 
Seville pull off her T-shirt. Jennifer's hand fumbled 
beneath the seat, searching for the adjustment lever. 
Finding it, her seat fell back, laying her on her 
back. She breathed hard as Seville unbuttoned the 
front of her jeans. Gasping, she pressed her thighs 
together as Seville began unzipping her fly, exposing 
her white panties with subtle pink designs. She 
grasped the headrest and moaned as Seville slid her 
hand gently into Jennifer's jeans. Seville could feel 
her becoming wet as she pressed her fingers against 
the panties and felt Jennifer's sex through the soft 
cotton. She withdrew her hand and placed it upon 
Jennifer's smooth belly. Jennifer's lips quivered as 
Seville slid her hand slowly down the front of her 
body, slipping her fingers beneath the waistband of 
her panties. Jennifer sighed and opened her thighs as 
Seville's hand slid between her legs. She moaned as 
Seville slid a finger along her wet labia. Pressing 
between her swollen lips, Seville slipped her middle 
finger up into Jennifer's vagina. Jennifer gasped in 
ecstasy, fluids pulsing from between her pussy lips.

She lay back, her eyes closed, and savored the 
sensation of her best girlfriend's finger pressing up 
into her. Seville wiggled her finger inside Jennifer's 
tight pussy, sending waves of sensation through her 
body. Struggling through the pleasure radiating from 
between her thighs, Jennifer whimpered, "Oh, Seville. 
Oh...come...come lay with me."

Seville withdrew her finger from between Jennifer's 
legs and began pulling off her shirt. Jennifer helped 
her with her bra, and pulled her down on top of her. 
The girls caressed each other, pressing their warm 
bodies together in the hot summer night. They fondled 
each other's breasts and kissed deeply. As Seville's 
tongue slid into Jennifer's soft mouth, she felt 
Jennifer's hands sliding down her bare back. Jennifer 
stroked Seville's buttocks through her black, pleated 
skirt, and Seville began moaning softly. She opened 
her thighs wide as Jennifer clutched at the back of 
her skirt, pulling it up her buttocks to reveal her 
light blue panties. She moaned with lust as Jennifer's 
hand slipped into her panties, sliding a finger over 
her anus. Seville gasped as she felt Jennifer slip two 
fingers between her labia and slide them deep into her 
body.

The girls fondled each other as they fumbled to remove 
their clothes. Seville, sitting atop Jennifer's 
stomach, let the other front seat down to give them 
more room. Jennifer lay back between the seats, 
resting her head on the back seat while Seville's 
kisses traveled down her stomach. She sighed deeply at 
the feel of Seville's mouth moving down her belly, her 
gentle fingertips parting her smooth thighs. Seville 
found herself pressing back against the stick shift as 
she kissed and gently licked Jennifer's pubic mound, 
eliciting gasps from the girl. While she teased 
Jennifer's vaginal lips, the bulbous pommel of the 
stick shift pressed between her buttocks. She slid her 
tongue up into Jennifer's flower and the girl began 
moaning softly as if in pain. Seville could feel 
herself getting moist, aroused by Jennifer's pleasure. 
She pulled Jennifer up to her knees and they kissed 
deeply for a long time, caressing each other as their 
lips slid along each other's. Seville again found 
herself pressing back against the stick shift. It 
pressed against her sex, slick with sweat and lust. 
She began letting her own weight push her down upon 
its smooth plastic top. Her head fell back and her 
lips trembled, Jennifer's lips gently sucking on her 
neck, as the pommel slipped between her labia and 
slowly pushed up inside her.


Jennifer hummed softly to the radio. Windows open, 
summer wind blew through her hair as she rounded a 
gentle curve. Her car struggled up the steep mountain 
road and Jennifer watched the trees rush by, sunlight 
shining off their beautiful leaves. Finally, the road 
leveled off briefly and she turned her little red car 
left, into a small parking lot surrounded by woods. 
She turned the car off and stepped out into the empty 
lot and stretched taking in the beautiful scenery 
around her. Gravel crunched beneath her sneakers, the 
wind blew gently through her hair, and all around her 
lay the rolling slopes of mountain, covered with green 
trees and white rock. The trees all along the slopes 
were alive with sunshine and leaves waving in the 
wind. The cool breeze blowing through the mountain air 
was the only sound.

Leaning back into the car, Jennifer reached for her 
bag on the passenger's seat. She lifted the red pack 
and saw beneath it Seville's sweater. Sighing, she 
remembered the night they'd spent together in the car. 
Overcome with emotion, her knees grew weak and she sat 
for a moment, her left foot still planted on the 
gravel outside, recalling the details. Letting her 
head fall back on the headrest, she closed her eyes 
and remembered the passion of that night. Her mouth 
closed and she breathed hard, desire welling up inside 
her.

Dropping the pack, she slipped her hand under her 
tight red tee shirt, sliding it up her smooth stomach. 
Sliding higher, she cupped her breast and breathed 
hard at the feel of its curve in her hand. She fumbled 
to unbutton her jean-shorts with her left hand, then 
pulled the zipper down. Squeezing her nipple with her 
right hand, Jennifer slipped her left under the 
waistband of her panties, pushing it down into her 
shorts. She sighed and began gently teasing her 
clitoris. Rubbing her chest and breathing hard, she 
felt herself becoming moist. She slipped her index 
finger into herself and moaned with pleasure.

Pulling off her tee shirt, Jennifer tilted the seat 
all the way back, laid back, pulled her knees up to 
her chest, and wriggled out of her shorts. Sliding off 
her panties, she continued to pleasure herself and 
delighted at the feel of sunlight warming her naked 
body. Looking down her body, she saw the stick shift 
and remembered Seville's moans of aching pleasure as 
she was impaled on it. Sitting up, she reached over 
and tilted the passenger's seat back. Leaning over, 
she put her lips around the stick shift, taking its 
bulbous pommel into her mouth. She caressed it in her 
mouth, coating it with her saliva.

Reaching for her shorts, she grabbed the keys and 
started the car. Cranking down on the parking brake 
pedal, she put the car in neutral and climbed up onto 
the seat. The car rumble with a steady idle. Her hands 
upon the dashboard, Jennifer knelt with one knee on 
each seat, straddling the stick shift. Lowering her 
butt, she touched her clit to the shift's pommel. 
Resting her face on the dash, she pushed her hips 
down, pressing her pubic bone against the vibrating 
shift. The hard pommel, dripping with saliva, throbbed 
against her clit, sending electric waves of pleasure 
through her body, radiating from her crotch. Her cheek 
pressed down on the dash, Jennifer panted with 
pleasure. Sunlight shone on saliva as she drooled onto 
the dusty plastic.

Jennifer pressed down harder against the pommel, 
pushing the shift dangerously close to third gear. She 
gasped as it rumbled hard against her crotch. Jennifer 
sighed and milkiness oozed from the lips between her 
thighs, running down onto the pommel. She thrust her 
hips forward gently and the throbbing pommel slipped 
back towards her sex flower.  The hard plastic rumbled 
against her soft labia as it slid between her thighs. 
Her soft petals parted around its pommel and Jennifer 
ached with desire. It slipped slowly into her, the 
cold, rumbling plastic sliding up into her soft, warm 
body. She sighed with lust and pushed herself down 
onto it. The soft leather base of the stick shift 
pressed into the crevice between her thighs, her labia 
hugging the metal shaft deep inside her, and she 
moaned, deep in bliss.

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