I 'm gon na tell you a story that happened in 1992 when I was 24 I had this 19 class old lady friend who went to Belmont University here in Nashville.

Besides being charming, intelligent, and devastatingly beautiful, she was built like a brick red cent house.

She had one of those Graeco-Roman hourglass trope.

Big birthing rose hip, big, beautiful boob, a relatively thin waistline in between, and a big, juicy ass.

She 's the only young lady that I ever dated who 's butt I sometimes had the resistless urge to pinch.

It was just so perfect.

So one summer we went to call in my female parent in Pensacola, and we had sex one night in an open lifesaver column on the beach.

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

However that was n't the exclusively 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 dependable when we heard some mass 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 sneaky glance, biting the edge of her bottom lip before explaining, `` I variety of saw them, or, I mean I saw one of them, quickly turning around and walking away. ``

My jaw dropped, and I was more diverted than furious when I exclaimed, `` Why did n't you recite me ? ``

'' well I was a little distracted. '' she replied, stealing a moment away from the route to bemuse me a wry smile.

'' Oh, compensate. '' I said sheepishly, my cheek flushing a small.

'' 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 shit we did on that trip, much less throughout the course of our relationship, but today I want to secernate you what happened on our way home.

We were driving up Interstate 65 which is a straight shot all the way to capital of Tennessee, or rather she was driving and I was lounging in the passenger arse.

She was wearing this nigrify velvet garb that hugged her soundbox in all the right places 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 surprisal there, and I was feeling a picayune bored so as I looked at her bare thighs I came up with a way to entertain 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 butt off a longer dress.

She shot me a speedy glance, giving me a small sideways smile.

I knew that grin well at this point and as I slid my hand up the interior of her second joint, slipping it under her dress, she opened her legs a bit foster, biting her bottom lip.

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

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 hand into her step-in.

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

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

Every time I ever got into those step-in she was moist and ready to go.

Today was no exception.

After fingering her for a instant I slid my fingers up to fiddle with her unshakable yum button.

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

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

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

Needless to say we pulled off at the following expiration, she was driving after all.

Not that I would stimulate argued under pretty practically any portion.

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

I would have hit the next outlet 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 luck, and in fact sometimes it still blows my mind when I think about it.

There was cipher off that exit except a burnt out building that had clearly once been a gas station.

As we pulled into the lot next to the building I took a good look around and sure enough, former than highschool grass, there was nothing off this release ramp.

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

I was 24 at the sentence so I already had an hard-on before I 'd even tinge her leg, but if I had n't had, seeing the way her sweet ass jiggled in that clothes as she scurried across the lot would have brought me to attending for sure.

We enter a wickedness, rubble strewn hall and she immediately faced the wall, pulling up her chick and dropping her panties.

As I pulled out my putz she place her script flatcar on the bulwark, arching her back and presenting to me.

The but affair that looked better than her ass in that dress was her bare ass.

I grasped her hips firmly as I bent my articulatio genus, getting into the right posture to penetrate her sweet pussy.

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

She was so wet and ready that the head of my peter easily slid through her velvety petals and straight to the dear hole.

I 'm no indisputable how much you know about the weather down here but in the summertime sudden electric storm are coarse.

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

Now just in vitrine you have n't already figure it out, the reasonableness I bring this up is that right as I entered her, BOOM ! 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 foot 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 pelvis were slapping her ticket ass as I tried burying as much of my manhood into her as I could with every thrust.

She was clearly of the like brain, 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 turn on.

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

I could n't hold up it in anymore so I let her make out, `` I 'm gon na cum ! ``

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

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

Realistically our alternative 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 hips and fucking her, but now I leaned in, wrapping one arm around her waist, and with the other hand I fondled her sizable breasts.

I put my head over her berm, she turned her head to the side, and as we tongue kissed I began pumping my spermatozoan 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 try her grunting and I could feel her rhythmically squeezing my prick, milking out every drop.

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

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

The vortex ?

When you 're in deep, and you roll your hip joint in a lot, kinda stirring up the twat ?

If you do it at the right times you 'll a squeal, a yelp, or, as in this pillowcase, a satisfied sigh as she slowly rolled her hips, fucking herself with my cock.

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

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

I squeezed her body a trivial tighter in my arms, and then brought my hand up, gently touching her cheek.

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

As we tongued each early, deeply, and passionately, I suddenly got a repellant idea.

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

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

'' delay ... '' she began to resist.

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

Then as I patted the genitalia of her step-in, clearly already filling with my gooey man milk, I whispered in her her, `` I want you to tantalise around with my cum in your panties for a while sister. ``

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

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

Her answer was to wiggle resign from grip, rather deftly I might add, before grasping my caput 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 headway, grasping me by the deal, 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 peter was still hanging out.

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

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

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

I could n't help bursting into laughter, and as she straightened up, flashing me a satisfied grinning, 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 crotch and said, `` Could you put that matter away, it 's a little distracting. ``

'' Oh prick, sorry. '' I said, stuffing my shaft back in my pants, and zipping up, my brass flushing with plethora.

Now if you 're thinking 'Damn, this girl was a hot fuck !'I 'd have to agree, but do keep in mind that this was just a quickie on the side of the road.

Imagine what this female child could do to you in the bedroom.

Of course I do n't have to imagine so you can trust me when I say that this narrative only hints at this dame 's skills.

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

What was the hottest fuck I 've ever had ?

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