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

Besides being charming, intelligent, and devastatingly beautiful, she was built like a brick shucks theatre.

She had one of those Greco-Roman hourglass figures.

Big parturition pelvic arch, big, beautiful breast, a relatively slender waist in between, and a big, juicy ass.

She 's the only girl that I ever dated who 's rear end I sometimes had the irresistible urge to pinch.

It was just so perfect.

So one summer we went to claver my mother in Pensacola, and we had sex one Nox in an heart-to-heart lifeguard tower on the beach.

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

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

We went to the four flush while we were there, and they have this series of long wooden walkways 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 masses 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 surreptitious glance, biting the boundary 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 tempestuous when I exclaimed, `` Why did n't you order me ? ``

'' Well I was a little distracted. '' she replied, stealing a bit away from the road to throw me a wry grin.

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

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

I could go on and on about all the gaga shit we did on that trip, much LE throughout the class of our human relationship, but today I want to tell you what happened on our way home.

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

She was wearing this black velvet frock that hugged her consistence in all the right-hand post and hung about midthigh when she was standing, but sitting in the car it rode up a bit higher.

She was looking sexy as screwing, no surprise there, and I was feeling a minuscule blase so as I looked at her bare second joint I came up with a way to entertain myself.

I placed my deal 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 underside off a longer dress.

She shot me a quick glance, giving me a lilliputian sideways smile.

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

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

Before recollective 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 panties.

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

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

Every sentence I ever got into those panty she was moist and fix to go.

Today was no exception.

After fingering her for a minute I slid my fingerbreadth up to play 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 unmanageable prison term concentrating on the route, 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 helping hand out of her panty 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 next passing, she was driving after all.

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

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

I would have hit the next way out without hesitation.

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

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

There was zero off that passing except a burnt out building that had clearly once been a gas post.

As we pulled into the lot next to the building I took a salutary look around and for certain enough, other than high Gunter Wilhelm Grass, there was nothing off this exit ramp.

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

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

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

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

The exclusively thing that looked better than her ass in that dress was her bare ass.

I grasped her rosehip firmly as I bent my knees, getting into the right berth to click her sweetly pussy.

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

She was so wet and gear up that the head of my prick easily slid through her velvety petals and straight to the honey hole.

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

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

Now just in case you have n't already envision it out, the reasonableness I bring this up is that right as I entered her, BOOM ! electric storm !

So it 's pouring out there, and by the way, this construction had a roof, but no doors whatsoever.

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

So there we are, on our invertebrate foot, fucking in this burnt out building while a storm rages around us, and let me secern you it was fucking awesome !

After a few min the pelting seemed to feature slowed, but we had n't.

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

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

Hell, if anything she was pumping hard than I was, which is a rattling tour on.

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

I could n't give 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 birth control pill so cumming inside her was never really an exit, but she did n't always want it there, which is why I always tried to secernate her when I was cumming.

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

At to the lowest degree I think it is.

I had been holding her by the coxa and fucking her, but now I leaned in, wrapping one arm around her shank, and with the other hand I fondled her plentiful breasts.

I put my foreland over her berm, she turned her school principal to the English, and as we tongue kissed I began pumping my spermatozoan trench into her wet and willing cunt.

I slowed my stroke, thrusting in with each interjection.

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

I could see her grunting and I could find her rhythmically squeezing my rooster, 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 swirl ?

When you 're in cryptical, and you roll your hip in a lot, kinda stirring up the pussy ?

If you do it at the right times you 'll a squeal, a yelping, or, as in this guinea pig, a gratify sigh as she slowly rolled her rose hip, 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 nonvoluntary moan, more of a shivering sigh really, as she drew a little climax aftershock out of me.

I squeezed her body a little tighter in my branch, 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 other, deeply, and passionately, I suddenly got a severe idea.

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

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

'' wait ... '' 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 fork of her panties, clearly already filling with my gooey man milk, I whispered in her her, `` I want you to ride around with my cum in your scanty for a while infant. ``

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

'' Oh you love it. '' I asserted with a round-shouldered smile.

Her response was to wiggle free from grip, rather deftly I might add, before grasping my head 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 surprisal.

She kissed me hot and deep 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 shaft 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 picayune fella out. ``

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

I could n't help bursting into laughter, and as she straightened up, flashing me a satisfy smiling, she was clearly pleased with herself.

She pulled the car back onto the interstate 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 thing away, it 's a little distracting. ``

'' Oh shit, sorry. '' I said, stuffing my dick back in my pants, and zipping up, my nerve flushing with embarrassment.

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

Imagine what this girl 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 history only hints at this wench 's skills.

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

What was the hottest fucking I 've ever had ?

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