Steven Basic

Post 217: In the Car with Girls

Added 2021-11-03 15:00:05 +0000 UTC

“Uh, y’know what,” I said, as I backed away, seeing how crowded Josie’s black Lexus SUV was as it sat idling - full of hair, makeup and heels - pulled up in front of the office, “m-maybe I will call an Uber…” Stephanie had already popped out, the back door was open, and Lakshmi and a redhead - it looked like Julia - beckoned me in. Where would I sit??

Stephanie, a pretty, fit blonde in the briefest of little black cocktail dresses, racy, grabbed me by the left arm and started laughing. “Too many girls?” she asked, just as Shanette - tall, dark skinned, with luscious curves poured into a tight blue skirt and tighter top of butter yellow, emerged from the front seat passenger’s side. She was on my right, hand immediately behind my shoulder...

“You can’t call an Uber,” Shanette giggled, “your wife took away your credit card…” She and Stephanie had already stopped my backpedaling retreat.

“Yeah you’re coming with us..!” Josie called out from inside, in the driver's seat. Was this her car? It was…really nice. Probably her father’s. All the girls were laughing; music blasted from inside. They were probably all drunk.

“Get in or we’ll throw you in the trunk!” someone said.

“Yeah we'll kidnap you haha!“ Shanette laughed, her big left boob now squashed behind me, cleavage swallowing my thin shoulder. Between she and Stephanie, I was being walked forward. I tried to laugh, and resist, but unless I really wanted to fight I was obviously getting-

They pushed me into the car.

Lakshmi - closest to me - and Julia, both wide eyes and wide smiles, were in the back seat. Stephanie was coming in behind me, and my first breath filled my head with a familiar perfume.

“Where do I…sit..?” I asked, as I watched Lakshmi half-stand, felt Stephanie pushing me in. I barely noticed myself at the moment but some of my jitters, that little headache that had started a few minutes ago as I waited on the curb, had already disappeared.

“In the middle,” Josie said, watching us from the driver’s seat, as Shanette got in the front, “Kiki will sit on your lap.”

Over her shoulder, Lakshmi looked down at me, smiling, her shockingly enormous rear in her short black skirt hovering expectantly as Stephanie pushed me in further. In a moment - oof - she’d lowered herself onto me. Oh god. Soft.

Both car doors closed.

So: this was a carful of my medical assistants. Shanette was new. Josie, Julia and Stephanie had been hired back after the first round of quittings, a little over a month ago. Lakshmi had been with me forever. All of them were looking at me, Shanette and Josie turned from the front seat, Stephanie and Julia flanking my sides, and Lakshmi on my lap, facing forward but twisted to peer down at me from above.

“Am I heavy?” she asked, with innocent concern.

“N-no you’re fine,” I stammered, though already feeling her womanly bulk settle around my thighs. She was heavy and - oh no - warming my groin.

“We’ll, buckle up, we’re late already,” Stephanie said, as she and Julia set to wrapping the center seat belt around my waist, clicking it together. Seeing that I was strapped in, Lakshmi turned back forward, one hand on each of the front seats for support, and scootched back into me, settling. I felt her warmth from knees to belly, and her movement rubbed me, wakened it through my dress khakis.

“Yeah you don’t want Missy even madder at you, do you?” Julia asked, as she and Stephanie - if anything - wiggled in closer to me, their bare thighs pressing into mine from both sides. Julia, a disarmingly attractive girl with fiery red hair, normally quiet but wry of smile, was wearing a baby blue party dress - high necked, long-sleeved but short...

She was thin but her soft bare legs belied her elegantly hourglass curves, and Stephanie’s legs - those of a dedicated gym-bunny, tan and smooth - were absolutely killer.

“Oh she’s not really mad, don’t worry,” Josie said, ”she just misses you.” If the backseat was all thighs - two sets on each side of me, Lakshmi’s thickness on my lap - the front seat beckoned with tits. Josie, the youngest of the group, was wearing a scandalously low-cut little black dress. Though no match for Shanette, who was also still turned around in her seat to watch the spectacle of their boss being swallowed by girls, Josie’s bosom was on full, eye-popping display...

“We miss you too, sugar,” Shanette purred, voice indulgent with concern, “it’s been more than two hours...”

At that she - along with the rest of the girls - dissolved into giggles. Shanette and Josie turned back around, Josie shifted the car out of ‘park’, and we were on our way. I took a deep breath, the perfume of the girls settling my queerly shaky stomach, and gathered myself. I was, admittedly, more than a little nervous to see Melissa again. She knew that I’d been avoiding her, had grown upset and hurt that I wasn’t speaking to her, and was concerned that I’d skipped my vitamin booster treatment. Not one for confrontations, I was a little scared to face her but furtively looked forward to seeing what she’d be wearing. I recognized the feeling; I was jonesing for a glimpse of her, a breath of her hair, as much as I was for whatever was in that missed shot.

The girls had all started to laugh and talk, passing around a can of White Claw and letting me be quiet for the moment. I let out a breath, and started doing my best to keep from getting hard under Lakshmi's soft, heavy warmth.

I glanced down at Lakshmi’s wide hips, broader than me nearly two-fold in her brief black skirt. Her white, spaghetti-string top exposed the honey-brown skin of both her lower back and shoulders, as well as the outline of what looked to be a strapless bra. My hands, I realized - too timid to rest on her hips - were hovering awkwardly in the air. A new song - some girlish pop that even I recognized from ten years ago - blasted from the speakers.

“Don’t know where to put your hands, do you?” Stephanie suddenly spoke, as if reading my discomfit. She took my right hand into hers; Julia grabbed my left. “Here, put this one on my thigh, the other one on Julia’s…”

“W-wait no I, uh…”

Oooof.

My eyelids fluttered, my body shivered. The skin of their legs, each of them, was so soft. Youthful, healthy, perfectly smooth. Somehow both warm and cool to the touch. Julia’s was pale, Stephanie’s a golden tan. Their hands rested on mine, pressing me to them, holding my hand to their bare mid thighs. Firm and soft, each shockingly well-muscled and lushly, indulgently woman. I was struck speechless.

Lakshmi, I fear, felt me abruptly stiffen under her. She wriggled a little further into my lap and I think I felt her laugh, a vibrating hum. The music was loud, so I couldn’t be sure; it was more a feeling of laughter than audible and did nothing to help my plight: I was going to get a boner, right there, with quiet, bookish, reticent Lakshmi Vallurupalli on my lap.

“We are going to get you so wasted..!” Lakshmi abruptly said, turning a bit to look down at me and laughing, now more fully, an uncharacteristic hoot and chortle as she forced the community can of hard seltzer to my lips. Tipping it to me, she made me sip it and the fizzy stuff burned my throat.

“I like Kiki when she’s drunk!” I heard Josie laugh, “Don't you?” A few minutes into our drive, we were already onto the small highway that would take us downtown. The ride was smooth but the occasional bump - ooof, like that one - jostled my thickening erection up into “Kiki’s” soft rear. As I looked around Lakshmi’s side to meet Josie’s gaze in the mirror to answer, our young driver’s eyes crinkled in a smile and she unexpectedly grabbed the rearview and tilted it down, so all I could see was her cleavage. Then Shanette took hold, wresting it from her friend, and suddenly her own huge boobs filled the reflection.

The girls all laughed, I held back a groan, and Lakshmi pushed herself back warmly into my belly. My hands tensed on the other two girls’ thighs; it was all I could do to not push myself back up into her.

“Dr J, we are going to show you a good time,” Shanette sang, readjusting the rearview mirror again so her friend could drive.

“Yeah someone has to teach him how to be with girls again,” someone said. I’d had my eyes closed for a second, gathering myself. Their perfume was really nice, and the weight of Lakshmi’s big ass was pleasantly enveloping and warm.

“We’ve gotta get you back on the dating scene,” came another girl. With a further breath of perfume, I felt myself becoming overwhelmed by girls’ voices. I opened my eyes, focused on the skin and nicely-muscled flesh between Lakshmi’s shoulder blades, inches from my nose.

“This is so much better than Uber isn’t it?“

“Is it true you can’t use an Uber? Your wife took your credit card away..?”

“…And you can't get a new one? You don’t have any credit?”

“What, was everything done in Sheryl’s name?”

mortgage, bills, bank accounts…none of it was mine.

“Omigod that’s so...emasculating..! Don’t you think that’s emasculating?”

By this point, I was nearly fully hard under Lakshmi’s weight.

“Oh leave the poor boy alone!” she cooed, turning around again and looking down into my eyes with a covert smile. She bit her lower lip and any hope I had that she was oblivious to my erection disappeared when she rolled her soft, heavy butt suggestively down into me. I hadn’t come all week, where I’d slowly gotten used to relieving myself multiple times a day over the past two months, and I saw stars flash in my eyes. Unnnnngh….

“N-no it’s o-kay,” I said, as I tried to ignore her secret little overture, my voice cracking like a teenager’s. It had been doing that more, this week, and I couldn’t help but feel that my voice was higher, weaker than it once was.

It was now all the girls, looking at me. Had they noticed the crack in my voice? We were at a stoplight, having just got off the highway, so even Josie was turned in her seat, eyes wide. They saw that I had become quiet.

“How do you like our perfume?” Shanette finally said and then, after an unspoken look among themselves, they each took a deep breath and exhaled. Suddenly the scent of their perfume was multiplied threefold, released into the close quarters of the car, windows up, all at once.

oh, fuuuuuuuuck….

“Haha look at him. He looks dazed”

“Maybe he needs another drink. Give him another drink.” Josie.

“There you go, sugar. Drink up.”

Fizzy

“Are you okay, little guy?” Shanette.

“Is he drunk?”

“I think it’s an oxytocin thing…” Lakshmi.

“Is that it, little guy? Is it an oxycontin thing?”

“Oxytocin.”

“Did we do this to him?”

“Yeah it was our…“

“Let’s do-“

“More.”

Deep breaths. Sighs.

Oh god. Perfume. TENfold.

Girls on each side. Their hips turn inward, outer legs cross over the other, my hands now trapped between smooth thighs, their breasts soft on my shoulders. I’m quivering. Her ass rolls into me slowly, squashing my boner into my leg. I’m quivering. I’m quivering.

My hands squeeze.

“Ooo!” two of them squeal, and press into me closer.

The blonde’s voice in my right ear. “How does my leg feel, hmm Dr. J? Bigger? Stronger? More muscular than yours?”

My left ear: “Yeah…look how much bigger Stephanie and I are than you in the legs.”

Eyes in the rearview. “From up here we can’t even see him behind Kiki.”

<giggles!> Her hips thrust lushly backward, rubbing me underneath her. This time I groan.

<giggles!>

“Look at us next to him…”

“We’re all taller than you now, too, little guy, aren’t we?”

Another groan.

“Oh what’s wrong, sugar? You don’t like getting called ‘little guy’?”

“No I think he loves it.”