I 'm gon na secernate you a floor 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 mother fucker house.

She had one of those classic hourglass figures.

Big birthing hips, big, beautiful titties, a relatively slender waist in between, and a big, juicy ass.

She 's the only girl that I ever dated who 's cigaret I sometimes had the irresistible impulse to pinch.

It was just so perfect.

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

Wo n't go into too practically detail about that but suffice it to say that a good time was had by all.

However that was n't the merely time we had sex in a populace place.

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

I bent her over the wooden railing of one of the walkways, and was giving it to her good when we heard some citizenry 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 paranoiac.

She shot me a furtive glance, biting the edge of her bottom lip before explaining, `` I kind 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 furious when I exclaimed, `` Why did n't you tell me ? ``

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

'' Oh, properly. '' I said sheepishly, my impertinence flushing a footling.

'' Besides, '' she went on. `` As soon as they 'd bet on 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 whoreson we did on that trip, much less throughout the course of our kinship, but today I want to separate you what happened on our way home.

We were driving up interstate 65 which is a straight scene all the way to Nashville, or rather she was driving and I was lounging in the passenger stern.

She was wearing this black velvet wearing apparel that hugged her body in all the right billet and hung about midthigh when she was standing, but sitting in the car it rode up a bit higher.

She was looking sexy as fucking, 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 flirt with 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 warm glance, giving me a little sideways smile.

I knew that smile well at this point and as I slid my hand up the inside of her thigh, slipping it under her wearing apparel, she opened her legs a bit further, biting her bottom lip.

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

Before tenacious 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 hand into her panty.

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

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

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

Today was no exclusion.

After fingering her for a minute I slid my fingers up to trifle with her stiff yum clit.

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

She was clearly having an increasingly difficult 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 mastery once her ass was back in her seat.

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

acerate leaf to say we pulled off at the next exit, she was driving after all.

Not that I would have argued under pretty a lot any condition.

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

I would have hit the side by side exit without hesitation.

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

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

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

As we pulled into the lot next to the building I took a goodness facial expression around and certain enough, former than high-pitched locoweed, there was nothing off this exit ramp.

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

I was 24 at the clock time so I already had an hard-on before I 'd even touched her leg, but if I had n't had, seeing the way her honeyed ass jiggled in that dress as she scurried across the lot would have brought me to aid for sure.

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

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

The only affair that looked bettor than her ass in that frock was her unornamented ass.

I grasped her hips firmly as I bent my articulatio genus, getting into the right position to come home her sugared pussy.

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

She was so wet and ready that the headspring of my cock easily slid through her velvety petal and straight to the honey hole.

I 'm no sure how much you know about the weather down here but in the summertime sudden thunderstorms are usual.

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

Now just in suit you have n't already figured it out, the reason I bring this up is that right as I entered her, thunder ! 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 feet, fucking in this burnt out building while a storm rages around us, and let me tell you it was fucking awesome !

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

My hips were slapping her fine ass as I tried burying as much of my humanness into her as I could with every thrust.

She was clearly of the Lapp mind, rolling her hips back to meet me every time I drove in.

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

It was still raining, but not nearly as strong, and I heard a roll of nose drops further away, meaning the primary violent storm had moved off.

I could n't hold it in anymore so I let her sleep with, `` I 'm gon na cum ! ``

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

She was on the oral contraceptive pill so cumming inside her was never really an issue, but she did n't always want it there, which is why I always tried to tell her when I was cumming.

Realistically our options 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 waistline, and with the other helping hand I fondled her ample breasts.

I put my question over her shoulder, she turned her head 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 kiss, facing forward and bearing down.

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

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

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

The whirl ?

When you 're in deep, and you roll your hip in a forget me drug, kinda stirring up the kitty ?

If you do it at the right times you 'll a squeal, a yelping, or, as in this display case, a gratify sigh as she slowly rolled her articulatio coxae, fucking herself with my cock.

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

My body quivered and a let out an involuntary moan, more of a shivering sigh really, as she drew a little orgasm aftershock out of me.

I squeezed her organic structure a little tighter in my arms, and then brought my hand up, gently touching her cheek.

She instantly took my cue and turned her school principal, 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 picayune yelp.

Then I released her, reaching down and grabbing her step-in, quietly pulling them up.

'' wait ... '' she began to resist.

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

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

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

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

Her response was to wiggle free from grasp, rather deftly I might add, before grasping my chief in both hired man, pulling me down, and plunging her knife into my mouth.

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

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

Then she released my head, grasping me by the handwriting, 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 cock was still hanging out.

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

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

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

I could n't aid bursting into laugh, and as she straightened up, flashing me a satisfied grin, she was clearly pleased with herself.

She pulled the car back onto the interstate highway and we drove in silence for a while.

Then she suddenly tapped my arm.

When I looked over at her she pointed at my private parts and said, `` Could you put that affair away, it 's a little distracting. ``

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

Now if you 're thinking 'Damn, this female child was a hot screw !'I 'd stimulate to agree, but do keep in brain that this was just a quickie on the English of the road.

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

Of course I do n't have to guess so you can entrust me when I say that this story only hints at this biddy 's skills.

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

What was the hottest fuck I 've ever had ?

Leave a comment letting me know that you 're interested and I 'll distinguish y'all about it sometime .