Hello everyone. I thought you might bask hearing about the summer that I just had. My epithet is Johnny. I am 24 year old and have a good job that lets me enjoy my favorite hobby. I really like hot pole and custom cars. I already have a candy apple red 40 Ford coupe powered by a 327 with three II. It is a neat ride. This is the second summertime that I have had it.

This May I was at a Saturday night Sonic Drive-in for the monthly rod-in. We all arrived about 6 o'clock and spent time talking and looking at each others automobile and listening to '55-'70 rock n'roll music. There were about 30 auto that night and Sonic liked the extra business that we gave them as well as the other people that came to see our cars. About 10pm I was sitting in my 40 having a milkshake when soul came up to the rider side door. I looked over to see who it was. `` Hi, I really like your car. '' said the cute girl looking in the window. `` Can I get in ? '' I said sure and she opened the door. Then I got a safe look at her. She was about 5'4 '' and probably weighed around 110. She was dressed the part. Wearing a mass medium length full-of-the-moon skirt, a clean button down blouse and saddle shoes with bobby socks. Her shoulder length brown hair was in a ponytail. She was cute, very cute. My first guess at her measurements would be 32C-22-32.

As she slid into the passenger seat she told me that her gens was Betty Lou and that she REALLY liked my car and thought I was really cute to. We shared my milk shake and spent the next hour talking. It turned out that she was a couple calendar month past her 18th natal day and she lived in the succeeding town over which was only a few miles to the West. About 11 nigh people were leaving and Betty Lou asked me if I would take her home. She had come with several friends and had told them that she would find her own way rest home. I was enjoying being with her so I said that I would. We pulled out from the drive-in and I waved to the few rodders that were still there.

About half way there she told my to wrench off onto a side road that we came to. `` There is a gracious spot back there overlooking the lake where we can speak some more. '' It was a grime road but it was smooth. I do n't wish to take the 40 on dirt road but when a fille makes that suggestion you do n't think too tough about it. I can wash off it again tomorrow. About a half mile down the road there was a grass line of business at the edge of the lake. I pulled up to the shore and parked. Betty Lou leaned over against me and within a few seconds she had her paw on my genitals as she kissed me. Then she said, `` Can I suck up your peter ? '' Before I even said a word she was unzipping my gasp. I actually thought about it, for about a second. After all she was only 18. The 40 has bucket seats and a floor shift so she had to jiggle around a little bit to get her nous in my lap. I put my seat back as far as it would go and that helped a lot.

Betty Lou unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it to the face allowing her braless tits out into the open air. She took my right hand and guided it around her shoulder to her firm youthful agglomerate. She managed to get my rapidly hardening cock and balls out of my pants and planted a kiss on the tip of it while licking the kickoff drop of pre cum from my snatch. She stroked my now fully concentrated 6-1/2 column inch cock with her hand and let the head slip between her mouth. She circled my cockhead with her tongue and sucked. I squeezed and rubbed her tit and rolled her tit between my thumb and forefinger. With my other manus I lightly pushed on her head to advance her to take more than of my hammer in her mouth. To my surprise she moved down and my entire tool disappeared into her sass. I could sense my head rubbing the incline of her throat. She stopped and held it fully buried in her throat for several seconds before pulling back so just the head was in her mouth and she licked around it again. Then she quickly took it completely down her tight throat again. I squeezed her tit hard and moaned from the wonderful feeling. `` Wow, I said, how did you ever learn to do that ? '' I asked. She cupped my ball in her script and took my cock out of her mouth. Smiling, she looked up at me and said, `` My papa taught me. '' Then she went back to work bobbing up and down the full length of my cock. When I felt that I was ready to come, I told Betty Lou, but instead of pulling off she stopped with me fully in her and take in gruelling and constrict my balls. That was all I could need and exploding I shot load after burden straight down her throat. She bobbed and sucked till there was nothing left to come out. She kissed my cockhead one conclusion time and sat up and said that she needed to get home plate before midnight but she would care to see me more. She gave me her phone numeral. I was still feeling frail but I started the car and took her dwelling. Before getting out she gave me a big kiss and squeezed my cock and Lucille Ball again. `` ring me, Rebel. ``

I called her the future afternoon and we have been a unconstipated thing all summer. She turned out to be a tangible teen nymphomaniac. We suck and love every clip and home we get the fortune. I must induce dumped a Imperial gallon of cum into her but she is always ready for more. We take my 40 to a lot of car appearance and runs. almost car shows have a cruise where all the cars drive slowly down the street while hundred, sometimes thousands, of citizenry line the pavement and waive and cheerfulness as the cars slowly push back past times. It turns out that one of Betty Lou 's favorite things is to go down on me off while I drive the 40 in these. She 's down low enough that people ca n't see her. We went to Hot August Nights in Reno, which is one of the state 's biggest car display with over 4000 railroad car registered and many more just driven there by their owners to see the show. The Sabbatum Night street cruise was hanker and ho-hum and before we got to the end, Betty Lou had sucked me till I had given her two big loads of cum. She never spilled a drop.

A couple week later I entered the 40 in a modest local car show. Betty Lou walked up close to the two justice who were judging that class and heard them talking about how they were having a operose fourth dimension deciding the class winner between me and a 37 Chevy coupe down the row. One of the judges was in his late 30 's and the other in his late 40 's. Betty Lou stepped between them and quietly said that she knew something that would help them determine the winner. She told them to follow her and she would depict them. She led them to the functionary 's situation trailer. About 20 minutes later they came back. Her hair was mussed and her skirt was on backwards. I was awarded the trophy.

The former night we were at the local rod-in at the Sonic when she said to me that she thought that my friend Bobby was cute too and asked if I thought he would like to spend some clip with us and if I would mind if he did. Seeing some more fun metre ahead I said that I bet that he would like that and that I would ask him. I hope that this summer never ends.




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