Chapter 3

Sophomore year was quiet and when three other girls she casually knew asked her to go on a ski trip, she was very grateful. She knew them from a couple of classes, but not very well. It was a great chance to make some new friends, even if sexually it would probably be a non-starter. She certainly didn't have any expectations of anything but a few days of skiing and a couple of long car rides. All pretty and outgoing, they piled into the car, two in front and two in back and headed for the mountains, a ten hour drive. It got dark and they stopped for dinner where the conversation was mostly about school, classes, the boys and what jerks they all were and how everybody was pretty frustrated and horny. They were all laughing about needing to find a man as they piled back into the car. They rode three in the front so Janet could sleep. Heather was in between Lucy and Inga and it was a bit of a tight squeeze.

After a few minutes, with the drone of the radio and engine and the tires washing over the car like a warm blanket, Heather began to feel Inga's leg moving slowly up and down. Her hot leg felt good on her's and Heather made no move to shift her leg away. She noticed Inga's right hand was squeezing her own breast and twisting the nipple and after ten minutes, she could sense Inga was getting hot. She must not be kidding about being horny, Heather thought and decided to risk it and offer to help her without Lucy noticing, if she could. She casually lifted her arm and put it around Inga to make more room. Inga turned to look at her with an unspoken thanks and a quizzical look on her face, then moved her half-closed eyes back to the road. Heather's full, very firm breast pressed on Inga's arm and Inga moved her arm over to the left and forward a bit and Heather's breast flowed into the gap between Inga's side and her arm. The nipple was now pressed into the side of Inga's smaller breast. Almost at once, Inga started a gentle, almost imperceptible movement of her arm that squeezed Heather's breast, and forced the already ample nipple to bulge out, digging firmly into the soft tissue of Inga's left tit. The sensation was deeply arousing and Heather joined Inga's irregular breathing as they stimulated each other.

No overt touching was going on, so their unspoken pact was safe, while Lucy continued to drive while the radio played music which covered up the heavy breathing. Inga's leg continued to move up and down as she squeezed her clit with her thigh and after several minutes of increasing arousal, Heather made her move and casually slipped her hand very slowly down to her shoulder and neck, then around Inga's neck and down under the front of her shirt. Inga stiffened as soon as she felt the fingers move under her shirt and she froze, then turned and looked into Heather's eyes, smiled and put her head back as Heather's fingers finally found her nipple and began to roll it expertly, pulling it slowly out as far as possible, then easing it back. Inga was starting to breath very heavily and Heather leaned close and whispered, "Put your face into my shirt so Lucy can't hear you." Inga did so and Heather began to pull on the now very hard nipple. Inga stiffened and suddenly began to whimper into Heather's neck. She was shaking and began to softly groan as her passion rose and then, in ten minutes, she came at least five times. Lucy drove and seemed to notice nothing. Inga finally straightened up a bit, smiled, and mouthed "Thank you." Heather continued to stroke the side of her breast and Inga leaned back contentedly, deciding that what the hell, it might not be a boy, but Heather sure knew what to do to get her off, so she might as well enjoy.

But Heather felt hot as hell by now herself and straightened up. As she did, Lucy casually moved her hand over on Heather's thigh and left it there. In a minute, she began a subtle tracing of Heather's inner thigh muscle that began to really get to her immediately, given the aroused state she was already in. It was if the muscle was directly connected to her twat and she lubricated heavily in seconds, adding to the copious moisture already pooled behind the now swollen lips of her pussy. Her nipples had now extended and her hot breath began to come in short bursts in spite of her attempts to control it. Feeling Heather shudder and unaware of Lucy's play down below, it was at this moment that Inga decided to return the Heather's favor and slipped her hand under Heather's blouse, running her hand and long-nailed fingertips wonderingly over the large, high breast, and finally found her nipple.