I 'm gon na state you a tarradiddle that happened in 1992 when I was 24 I had this 19 year old girlfriend who went to Belmont University here in Nashville.

Besides being charming, intelligent, and devastatingly beautiful, she was built like a brick doodly-squat house.

She had one of those Greco-Roman hourglass figures.

Big birthing hip, big, beautiful tit, a relatively slim waist in between, and a big, juicy ass.

She 's the but girl that I ever dated who 's rear end I sometimes had the irresistible urge to pinch.

It was just so perfect.

So one summer we went to visit my mother in Pensacola, and we had sex one night in an open lifesaver tug on the beach.

Wo n't go into too a great deal detail about that but suffice it to say that a good fourth dimension was had by all.

However that was n't the lonesome time we had sex in a public place.

We went to the bluffs while we were there, and they have this series of long wooden walkway all over that place.

I bent her over the wooden railing of one of the walk, and was giving it to her sound when we heard some people and had to stop.

When we got to the car and began driving off she suddenly said, `` I think they saw us. ``

'' Why do you say that ? '' I inquired, thinking that maybe she was just being paranoid.

She shot me a backstair glance, biting the edge of her stern lip before explaining, `` I sort of saw them, or, I mean I saw one of them, quickly turning around and walking away. ``

My jaw dropped, and I was more amused than angry when I exclaimed, `` Why did n't you tell me ? ``

'' Well I was a footling disquiet. '' she replied, stealing a moment away from the road to throw me a wry smile.

'' Oh, right. '' I said sheepishly, my impertinence flushing a petty.

'' Besides, '' she went on. `` As soon as they 'd support up far enough they started deliberately making noise and well, you knew what was up by then. ``

I could go on and on about all the crazy shit we did on that trip-up, much less throughout the course of our relationship, but today I want to tell you what happened on our way home.

We were driving up Interstate 65 which is a heterosexual shot all the way to Nashville, or rather she was driving and I was lounging in the passenger keister.

She was wearing this black velvet dress that hugged her organic structure in all the properly plaza and hung about midthigh when she was standing, but sitting in the car it rode up a bit higher.

She was looking sexy as fuck, no surprise there, and I was feeling a little bored so as I looked at her bare thighs I came up with a way to harbour myself.

I placed my hand on her leg just below the hem of her dress.

I say `` hem '' but as I recall it was n't hemmed at all.

It was as if she 'd just cut the bottom off a longer dress.

She shot me a nimble glance, giving me a little sidewise smile.

I knew that smile well at this power point and as I slid my script up the inside of her thigh, slipping it under her apparel, she opened her legs a bit promote, biting her buns lip.

I warmed up by gently rubbing her button through her panties.

Before long she was wiggling, and gently rolling her hips, rubbing herself against my hand.

Once she began whimpering, like she did when she was really turned on, I slipped my mitt into her scanty.

Since she was already warmed up I skipped the prelim and went straight to it, plunging a finger into her tricksy pussy.

I had to give it to her, she did n't postulate long to get hot and wet.

Every clock time I ever got into those panty she was moist and ready to go.

Today was no exception.

After fingering her for a minute I slid my finger up to meet with her corpse yum clitoris.

I kept switching it up like that and she responded by occasionally quivering, or bucking her hips.

She was clearly having an increasingly hard time concentrating on the road, and that 's when I did something that made her squeal and pop up out of her seat.

The car swerved but she quickly got it under control once her ass was back in her seat.

Then she grabbed my wrist, yanking my hand out of her scanty and I thought the party was over, but that 's when she turned to me and said, `` We need to pull up over, like right now. ``

Needless to say we pulled off at the succeeding exit, she was driving after all.

Not that I would have argued under pretty often any portion.

If I had been driving, not even thinking about sex, and out of the blue she 'd said, `` We need to rip over and sleep together. ``

I would have hit the following loss without hesitation.

So I guess what I 'm saying was that I was just as down to bang as she was at any given bit.

As soon as we came off the ramp I could n't believe our luck, and in fact sometimes it still blows my judgement when I think about it.

There was nothing off that issue except a burnt out building that had clearly once been a gas station.

As we pulled into the lot next to the construction I took a dependable feeling around and certain enough, former than gamy grass, there was nothing off this way out ramp.

As soon as she came to a stop we got out and quickly headed towards the building.

I was 24 at the time so I already had an erection before I 'd even touched her leg, but if I had n't had, seeing the way her sweet ass jiggled in that dress as she scurried across the lot would receive brought me to attention for sure.

We enter a dark, dust strewn hallway and she immediately faced the wall, pulling up her doll and dropping her panties.

As I pulled out my cock she place her hands bland on the wall, arching her back and presenting to me.

The only affair that looked better than her ass in that frock was her desolate ass.

I grasped her hips firmly as I bent my knees, getting into the right hand situation to penetrate her sweetness pussy.

She wiggled her butt as I grasped my tool, guiding it to he creamy slit.

She was so wet and prepare that the head of my shaft easily slid through her velvety petal and straight to the love hole.

I 'm no sure enough how much you know about the weather down here but in the summertime sudden electrical storm are common.

It 'll be all sunny when suddenly a thunderhead forms, and it pours for 5 to 20 minute of arc, with lightning and thunder, and then, just as quickly, it 's over and the sun is out again.

Now just in case you have n't already forecast it out, the reason I bring this up is that right as I entered her, manna from heaven ! Thunderstorm !

So it 's pouring out there, and by the way, this building had a roof, but no doors whatsoever.

So when I say `` out there '' I mean like, two feet from us.

So there we are, on our foot, fucking in this burnt out building while a violent storm rages around us, and let me secernate you it was fucking amazing !

After a few minutes the rain seemed to have slowed, but we had n't.

My hips were slapping her hunky-dory ass as I tried burying as much of my humanity into her as I could with every thrust.

She was clearly of the Sami nous, rolling her hips back to meet me every prison term I drove in.

Hell, if anything she was pumping harder than I was, which is a real bout on.

It was still raining, but not nearly as gruelling, and I heard a roll of thunder further away, meaning the master storm had moved off.

I could n't oblige it in anymore so I let her know, `` I 'm gon na cum ! ``

'' Cum inside me ! '' she demanded, which really drove me over the edge.

She was on the pill so cumming inside her was never really an number, but she did n't always need it there, which is why I always tried to recount her when I was cumming.

Realistically our choice were limited, but still, it 's always hot when a woman asks you to cum inside her.

At least I think it is.

I had been holding her by the pelvis and fucking her, but now I leaned in, wrapping one arm around her waist, and with the other hand I fondled her ample breasts.

I put my head over her shoulder, she turned her header to the side, and as we tongue kissed I began pumping my sperm deep into her wet and willing cunt.

I slowed my stroke, thrusting in with each ejaculation.

She broke from our candy kiss, facing forward and bearing down.

I could hear her grunting and I could feel her rhythmically squeezing my peter, milking out every drop.

As I finished my orgasm I pushed in as deep as I could get and did the swirl.

Y'all know what I 'm talking about, right ?

The swirl ?

When you 're in oceanic abyss, and you roll your hips in a circuit, kinda stirring up the pussy ?

If you do it at the rightfield multiplication you 'll a squeal, a yip, or, as in this case, a gratify sigh as she slowly rolled her hips, fucking herself with my cock.

As she push back she relaxed her muscleman, welcoming me in, but when pull in forward she squeezed me tight, practically sucking at my shaft.

My eubstance quivered and a let out an nonvoluntary moan, more of a shivering sigh really, as she drew a slight orgasm aftershock out of me.

I squeezed her soundbox a niggling tighter in my subdivision, and then brought my hand up, gently touching her cheek.

She instantly took my cue and turned her top dog, kissing me again.

As we tongued each other, deeply, and passionately, I suddenly got a wicked idea.

I broke for our kiss, pulling out, which caused her to bark out a high pitched little yelp.

Then I released her, reaching down and grabbing her panty, quietly pulling them up.

'' Wait ... '' she began to protest.

But I once again embraced her from behind, my handwriting snaking down, and under her skirt.

Then as I patted the genital organ of her step-in, clearly already filling with my gooey man Milk River, I whispered in her her, `` I want you to hinge upon around with my cum in your scanty for a while infant. ``

'' You 're twisted. '' she giggled.

'' Oh you love it. '' I asserted with a stooped smile.

Her reaction was to jiggle complimentary from grasp, rather deftly I might add, before grasping my head in both hands, pulling me down, and plunging her tongue into my mouth.

Although it caught me a bit by surprisal, it was a pleasant surprise.

She kissed me hot and deep until she 'd decided she was done, when she finished with a wet smack.

Then she released my header, grasping me by the bridge player, and saying simply, `` Let 's go. ``

We trotted back to the car despite the fact that it was only lightly sprinkling at that point.

It was then that I realized my rapidly deflating prick was still hanging out.

Fortunately there was n't anyone else around so it was no big heap.

We got in the car, she started it up, but before we pulled out I tapped her arm, pointing at my flaccid penis and saying, `` You tuckered the petty bloke out. ``

'' Awww, '' she said, leaning over and kissing it lightly on the school principal, gently petting it with her hand as she looked up and said, `` He 's such a thoroughly boy. ``

I could n't help bursting into laughter, and as she straightened up, flashing me a quenched smile, she was clearly pleased with herself.

She pulled the car back onto the Interstate and we drove in quiet for a while.

Then she suddenly tapped my arm.

When I looked over at her she pointed at my genitalia and said, `` Could you put that thing away, it 's a picayune distracting. ``

'' Oh mother fucker, sorry. '' I said, stuffing my gumshoe back in my gasp, and zipping up, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Now if you 're thinking 'Damn, this girl was a hot fuck !'I 'd give birth to agree, but do go along in creative thinker that this was just a quickie on the side of the road.

Imagine what this girl could do to you in the bedroom.

Of course I do n't birth to ideate so you can intrust me when I say that this tale only hints at this chick 's skills.

Anyway, Drthat 's my story, and although that was a truly hot fuck, it was n't the hottest fuck I 've ever had.

What was the hot fuck I 've ever had ?

Leave a gossip letting me know that you 're worry and I 'll recite y'all about it sometime .