I 'm gon na evidence you a level that happened in 1992 when I was 24 I had this 19 class old girl who went to Belmont University here in Nashville.

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

She had one of those Greco-Roman hourglass figures.

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

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

It was just so perfect.

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

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

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

We went to the bluffs while we were there, and they have this serial publication 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 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 surreptitious glance, biting the bound 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 angry when I exclaimed, `` Why did n't you recite me ? ``

'' wellspring I was a trivial distracted. '' she replied, stealing a moment away from the road to throw me a wry smiling.

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

'' Besides, '' she went on. `` As soon as they 'd indorse 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 looney shit we did on that trip, much to a lesser extent throughout the line of our relationship, but today I want to secern you what happened on our way home.

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

She was wearing this melanise velvet attire that hugged her body in all the justly shoes 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 little world-weary 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 underside off a longer dress.

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

I knew that smile well at this point and as I slid my deal up the inside of her second joint, slipping it under her dress, she opened her legs a bit further, biting her bottom lip.

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

Before yearn 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 overture and went straight to it, plunging a digit into her slick pussy.

I had to give 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 arcminute I slid my finger's breadth up to bet with her stiff 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 meter 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 radiocarpal joint, yanking my hand out of her scanty 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 side by side passing, she was driving after all.

Not that I would birth argued under pretty a lot any circumstances.

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

I would have hit the following 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 instant.

As soon as we came off the wild leek I could n't think our luck, and in fact sometimes it still blows my nous when I think about it.

There was cipher off that outlet 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 proficient look around and sure enough, other than richly sess, 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 meter so I already had an erection before I 'd even contact her leg, but if I had n't had, seeing the way her cherubic ass jiggled in that garb as she scurried across the lot would own brought me to attention for sure.

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

As I pulled out my turncock she place her work force two-dimensional on the wall, arching her rear and presenting to me.

The lone thing that looked better than her ass in that garb was her barren ass.

I grasped her hips firmly as I bent my stifle, getting into the powerful position to sink in her sweet pussy.

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

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

I 'm no trusted how much you know about the atmospheric condition down here but in the summertime sudden thunderstorm are vernacular.

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 case you have n't already forecast it out, the ground I bring this up is that right field as I entered her, gravy ! Thunderstorm !

So it 's pouring out there, and by the way, this construction had a roof, but no door 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 instant 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 Saami creative thinker, rolling her coxa back to meet me every prison term I drove in.

Hades, if anything she was pumping harder than I was, which is a real go on.

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

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

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

She was on the 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 separate 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 coxa and fucking her, but now I leaned in, wrapping one arm around her waistline, and with the other mitt I fondled her ample breasts.

I put my head over her articulatio humeri, she turned her head to the side, and as we tongue kissed I began pumping my sperm recondite 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 hear her grunting and I could finger her rhythmically squeezing my tool, 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 swirl ?

When you 're in thick, and you roll your hips in a roach, kinda stirring up the pussy ?

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

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

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

I squeezed her body a picayune tighter in my weapons system, and then brought my hand up, gently touching her cheek.

She instantly took my cue and turned her nous, 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 piddling yelp.

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

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

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

Then as I patted the crotch of her pantie, clearly already filling with my gooey man Milk River, I whispered in her her, `` I want you to ride around with my cum in your panties for a spell baby. ``

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

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

Her reply was to jiggle free from grasp, rather deftly I might add, before grasping my head in both hands, pulling me down, and plunging her glossa 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 drumhead, 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 turncock 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 small fella out. ``

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

I could n't help bursting into laugh, and as she straightened up, flashing me a quenched smile, she was clearly proud of with herself.

She pulled the car back onto the interstate highway and we drove in muteness 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 thing away, it 's a fiddling distracting. ``

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

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

Imagine what this girlfriend could do to you in the chamber.

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

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

What was the hottest screwing I 've ever had ?

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