I 'm gon na tell you a taradiddle that happened in 1992 when I was 24 I had this 19 yr old girlfriend who went to Belmont University here in capital of Tennessee.

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

She had one of those classic hourglass figures.

Big birthing rosehip, big, beautiful titties, a relatively slender shank in between, and a big, juicy ass.

She 's the sole girl that I ever dated who 's butt I sometimes had the irresistible urge to pinch.

It was just so perfect.

So one summer we went to bring down my mother in Pensacola, and we had sex one dark in an candid lifeguard tug on the beach.

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

However that was n't the just clock time we had sex in a world place.

We went to the four flush while we were there, and they have this series of recollective wooden walkways all over that place.

I bent her over the wooden railing of one of the walkways, and was giving it to her unspoilt 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 furtive 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 amused than angry when I exclaimed, `` Why did n't you tell me ? ``

'' Well I was a picayune distrait. '' she replied, stealing a instant away from the road to throw me a wry smile.

'' Oh, right. '' I said sheepishly, my face flushing a piffling.

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

I could go on and on about all the gaga whoreson we did on that trip, much less throughout the line of our relationship, but today I want to secern you what happened on our way home.

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

She was wearing this shameful velvet wearing apparel that hugged her physical structure in all the right field stead 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 trivial bored so as I looked at her bare thighs I came up with a way to entertain myself.

I placed my helping 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 tush off a longer dress.

She shot me a spry glance, giving me a piffling sideways smile.

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

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

Before farseeing 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 manus into her scanty.

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

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

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

Today was no elision.

After fingering her for a second I slid my finger's breadth up to play with her pie-eyed 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 fourth dimension 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 bridge player out of her pantie and I thought the party was over, but that 's when she turned to me and said, `` We need to pull over, like right now. ``

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

Not that I would have argued under pretty much any circumstances.

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

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 wild leek I could n't think our luck, and in fact sometimes it still blows my head when I think about it.

There was zilch 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 building I took a in effect look around and certainly enough, other than high Gunter Grass, there was nada off this exit ramp.

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

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

We enter a dark, detritus strewn hall and she immediately faced the paries, pulling up her dame and dropping her panties.

As I pulled out my cock she place her custody two-dimensional on the wall, arching her back and presenting to me.

The only thing that looked unspoilt than her ass in that dress was her bare ass.

I grasped her hips firmly as I bent my knees, getting into the right locating to dawn her honeyed pussy.

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

She was so wet and make that the head teacher of my cock easily slid through her velvety flower 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 common.

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

Now just in event you have n't already figured it out, the grounds I bring this up is that right as I entered her, BOOM ! electrical storm !

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

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

So there we are, on our metrical unit, fucking in this burnt out edifice while a storm rages around us, and let me enjoin you it was fucking awful !

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

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

She was clearly of the Sami intellect, rolling her hips back to meet me every metre I drove in.

inferno, if anything she was pumping harder than I was, which is a real spell on.

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

I could n't harbour 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 tab so cumming inside her was never really an emergence, but she did n't always want it there, which is why I always tried to secern her when I was cumming.

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

At least I think it is.

I had been holding her by the pelvic girdle 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 headland to the English, and as we tongue kissed I began pumping my spermatozoan cryptic into her wet and will cunt.

I slowed my CVA, thrusting in with each ejaculation.

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

I could get wind her grunting and I could feel her rhythmically squeezing my cock, milking out every drop.

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

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

The swirl ?

When you 're in abstruse, and you roll your articulatio coxae in a circle, kinda stirring up the pussy ?

If you do it at the right clock time you 'll a squeal, a yelp, or, as in this case, a fill sigh as she slowly rolled her pelvis, fucking herself with my cock.

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

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

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

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

As we tongued each other, deeply, and passionately, I suddenly got a repellent 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 step-in, quietly pulling them up.

'' hold ... '' she began to protest.

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

Then as I patted the crotch of her scanty, clearly already filling with my gooey man milk, I whispered in her her, `` I want you to ride around with my cum in your panties for a while babe. ``

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

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

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

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

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

Then she released my heading, grasping me by the hand, 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 penis and saying, `` You tuckered the piddling cuss out. ``

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

I could n't facilitate bursting into laughter, and as she straightened up, flashing me a slaked grinning, she was clearly pleased with herself.

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

Then she suddenly tapped my arm.

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

'' Oh shit, sorry. '' I said, stuffing my dick back in my pant, and zipping up, my face flushing with plethora.

Now if you 're thinking 'Damn, this girl was a hot screwing !'I 'd stimulate to agree, but do maintain in brain that this was just a quickie on the side of the road.

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

Of form I do n't have to envisage so you can trust me when I say that this story only hints at this wench 's skills.

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

What was the live fuck I 've ever had ?

parting a gossip letting me know that you 're worry and I 'll tell apart y'all about it sometime .