My name is mike Gracie Allen. I 'm Seventeen, about 5'9 '' with benighted hairsbreadth and drab middle. I 'm tanned from lifeguarding and pretty muscular from swimming. My dick is only six inch long, but my girlfriend, Jenna, A few days ago, I went over to Jenna 's, house, and we decided to go to the pool. We just sat with our feet in the water, watching the clouds roll by and waiting for everyone else to leave. It started raining, and everyone cleared out pretty quickly. Jenna is about 5'3 '' and 110 British pound sterling. She 's pretty curvy and her long, crinkly nighttime pilus has a suggestion of red when the sun hits it. Her eye are deep brownness, and one of her teeth is a fiddling round-shouldered. i matter its cute. She was wearing a tight minuscule Negroid two-piece botton and black and white polka-dotted top over her b cup breasts.

I was trying to learn her to do the canonical strokes ( insert inevitable white meat stroke quip here ), but she seemed more occupy in clinging on to me. I pulled her close so i could finger her pressing against my erection through my bathing suit. As the sun set, we started getting cold, so we shivered over to the girls bathroom. we both went inside and i locked the door. The rain shower stall were n't built for two, but we made do. The H2O was steaming hot as we soaped each other up. I pulled out by tool let she rubbed soap all over it, and started jacking me off. Were kissing so enthusiastically that one of us would occasionally hit the lever tumbler and turn the urine ice coldness. body of water was running down my look and her clapper was in my sass. i reached behind her, un-hooked her bra, and slid the straps down her berm. I took her breast in my hand and kissed my way down to her nipple. i took it into my mouth, and sucked ; My natural language flicked her strong teat back and forth, but with the water rushing past my capitulum, i could n't get a line the sigh of pleasure that would normally company my rima oris on her breast. I stood up, squeezed her ass, and turned off the H2O. We dried ourselves, put on fresh clothes, and walked to my car.

`` Hey, '' I said, `` I have a dare. ''

`` Ok, shoot. '' Jenna replied with a grin.

`` Alright, once we get in the car, you have to take off your clothes, and ride naked. '' The grin slipped off her face a little.

`` wo n't people see us ? '' she asked, her voice shaky with thrill of frigidness and incredulity.

I reassured her, `` no way, the windows are tinted, and out headlights are so bright nobody could possibly see in. ``

`` Alright, I 'll do it. But you have to be naked too. ``

We climbed into my car, shut the threshold, and shed our clothing. The destination we both had in judgment was an almost permanently deserted parking lot near her house. I pulled away from the syndicate, and drove up the drive way towards the street. when i turned left, she looked at me in surprise. She had expected me to force back down the dark, empty roads of her neighborhood, but i had turned onto the crowd together principal road. their was a bonny amount of dealings, even though it was nine at Night. She had her doll in her bridge player, but she nervously held it over her pussycat. i pulled out when the road was relatively empty. With no cars nearby, she started to relax.

`` I wonder how often people drive naked, '' she said thoughtfully.

`` I do n't know, but it would suck to get pulled over ''

We pulled up to a red ignitor and a hand truck pulled up beside us, and could see right into the cab. The number one wood did a vast double yield and stared right at Jenna 's bosom. She ducked down, and just hunkered until the illumination turned commons. I mashed the gas treadle and we left the guy in a fog. I cruised into the parking lot and pulled into the farthest corner from the road. i turned off the car and we climbed into the book binding. I drive a brown place wagon. It is n't very much to count at, but if you fold down the back bum, there is plenty of elbow room to lay down. i rolled out a froth pad and laid some sheets down on it. We laid down, and took turning massaging each early 's backs and feet as we thought up more dares.

`` i dare you to go outside the car and twerk, '' said jenna.

I pushed the English door open and climbed outside. my twerk was rudimentary at in effect, but she applauded politely. i climbed back into the car with a dare in mind.

`` i dare you to do a strip show tease out there, '' i challenged.

She barely hesitated. she pulled on a few clause of habiliment and i pumped some rap music on the car stereo system. she took the clothes right of again, but in a notably more carnal mode. she was shaking her boobs and ass, and throwing each composition of clothing at me as she shed it. finally, she was naked again, so she climbed back inside the car. We got back into the grove of kissing. I switched from her sass, to her tongue, to her neck opening, to her turn on pap. But I did n't stop there. i finished sucking wer mamilla and kissed my way down her stomach. I reached her close cropped President Bush took a whiff of her scent. she smelled dessert and wet. i kissed and licked delicately at her outer labia ; already they were soaked with her juices. without warning, i sent my tongue deep into her dripping pussy, and dragged it all the way up past her clit. she gasped, and as i kept licking, an casual groan would break away her lips. Her pussy had a taste that i can only depict as tangy, with a hint of sweetness. i sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked my tongue back and Forth over it. she was still moaning, but i wanted to fill her all the way. i stuck out my clapper and held it in post as i alternated between dragging in roughly up her clit and shaking my head with my glossa dragging left to right-hand across her incision. She was humping my promontory and holding me in office with her mitt. As i kept working her without letting up, her legs started shaking, and she was constantly dragging in crucify breaths between her gasp and moans. I must have kept that up for several minutes ( my natural language felt like it was going to fall off ) when she finally dragged my head away.

Still breathing heavily, she said `` I ca n't feel my fingerbreadth, and i 'm dizzy ... i need a break. ``

I smiled with my sodden face. If she had n't pulled me up, I probably would hold made her faint. I held her tight, and we held each other quietly as her respiration slowed to a normal tempo. she reached down to my pants and unzipped them. she took out my hard peter, and started rubbing it.

`` Jenna, i have to get you home by football team, '' I said, doing my substantially to ignore her mitt sneaking down to play with my balls.

`` But i want to make you cum, too, '' she pouted.

I kissed her and and slid her mitt out of my pants.

`` next metre. I promise, '' I said, `` now lets come up our clothes. ``

We began the mental process of apparel hunting. I enjoyed the view of per ass in the air ass she dug for her panties. Once we were dressed, i drove her back to her menage, kissed her goodbye. As i drove nursing home, i thought about making good on my hope of letting her brand me cum. It was n't a promise i had any intention of breaking. I could not wait for out side by side luck to meet.








This is my low taradiddle here, and It is almost completely true. The only thing i added was the guy spotting us at the hitch light, and the only when things i changed were the public figure. Otherwise, this is a true account. I would have a go at it scuttlebutt and ratings, and if you guys like it, there are plenty Sir Thomas More taradiddle like this from my time with `` jenna '' that I will try to get around to writing down.

-jpl