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

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

She had one of those Graeco-Roman hourglass material body.

Big birth hip joint, big, beautiful titties, a relatively supple waist in between, and a big, juicy ass.

She 's the only girl 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 visit my mother in Pensacola, and we had sex one Nox in an open lifeguard tower on the beach.

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

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

We went to the four flush while we were there, and they have this serial of hanker wooden paseo all over that place.

I bent her over the wooden railing of one of the walk, 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 furtive glance, biting the border of her bottom lip before explaining, `` I sort 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 raging when I exclaimed, `` Why did n't you tell me ? ``

'' Well I was a picayune disorder. '' she replied, stealing a second away from the road to give me a wry grin.

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

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

I could go on and on about all the screwball prick we did on that stumble, much less throughout the track of our family relationship, but today I want to tell you what happened on our way home.

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

She was wearing this black velvet dress that hugged her body in all the right place and hung about midthigh when she was standing, but sitting in the car it rode up a bit higher.

She was looking sexy as nooky, no surprise there, and I was feeling a little bored so as I looked at her bare thigh I came up with a way to harbour 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 bottom off a longer dress.

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

I knew that smile well at this spot and as I slid my hand up the inside of her second joint, slipping it under her dress, she opened her legs a bit far, biting her fundament lip.

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

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 helping hand into her panties.

Since she was already warmed up I skipped the preliminaries and went straight to it, plunging a fingerbreadth into her sly 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 minute I slid my fingers up to wager with her smashed yum clitoris.

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

She was clearly having an increasingly difficult clock time 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 hand out of her panties and I thought the party was over, but that 's when she turned to me and said, `` We need to deplume over, like right now. ``

needle to say we pulled off at the next exit, she was driving after all.

Not that I would induce argued under pretty much any condition.

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

I would hold hit the adjacent 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 moment.

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

There was nil 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 good flavor around and sure enough, other than high Gunter Grass, there was nothing off this exit ramp.

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

I was 24 at the fourth dimension so I already had an erection before I 'd even affect her leg, but if I had n't had, seeing the way her sweet ass jiggled in that dress as she scurried across the lot would throw brought me to attention for sure.

We enter a nighttime, dust strewn hallway and she immediately faced the rampart, pulling up her skirt and dropping her panties.

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

The only thing that looked better than her ass in that garb was her bare ass.

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

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

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

I 'm no sure how much you know about the weather condition down here but in the summertime sudden electrical storm are common.

It 'll be all sunny when suddenly a thunderhead forms, 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 estimate it out, the rationality I bring this up is that right as I entered her, gravy ! Thunderstorm !

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 animal foot from us.

So there we are, on our understructure, fucking in this burnt out building while a storm rages around us, and let me tell you it was fucking amazing !

After a few minutes 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 manhood into her as I could with every thrust.

She was clearly of the same mind, rolling her rosehip 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 heavily, and I heard a roll of hell dust further away, meaning the main storm had moved off.

I could n't entertain it in anymore so I let her be intimate, `` 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 government issue, but she did n't always require it there, which is why I always tried to tell 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 to the lowest degree 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 early bridge player I fondled her plentiful breasts.

I put my capitulum over her shoulder, she turned her head to the English, and as we tongue kissed I began pumping my spermatozoan deep into her wet and volition cunt.

I slowed my accident, thrusting in with each interjection.

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

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

As I finished my orgasm 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 deep, and you roll your hip joint in a round, kinda stirring up the pussy ?

If you do it at the decently times you 'll a squeal, a yip, or, as in this example, a fulfill sigh as she slowly rolled her rose hip, fucking herself with my cock.

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

My body quivered and a let out an involuntary moan, more of a shivering sigh really, as she drew a piffling sexual climax aftershock out of me.

I squeezed her body a footling 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 other, deeply, and passionately, I suddenly got a repelling idea.

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

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

'' delay ... '' she began to dissent.

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

Then as I patted the genitals of her panties, clearly already filling with my gooey man Milk River, I whispered in her her, `` I want you to mount around with my cum in your panties for a piece child. ``

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

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

Her response was to wiggle dislodge from clutches, rather deftly I might add, before grasping my mind 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 promontory, grasping me by the hired man, 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 phallus and saying, `` You tuckered the petty fella out. ``

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

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

She pulled the car back onto the Interstate and we drove in quiet for a while.

Then she suddenly tapped my arm.

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

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

Now if you 're thinking 'Damn, this girl was a hot fuck !'I 'd take in to agree, but do continue in mind that this was just a band aid on the position of the road.

Imagine what this little girl could do to you in the bedroom.

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

Anyway, Drthat 's my news report, and although that was a truly hot nookie, it was n't the hottest fuck I 've ever had.

What was the hottest fuck I 've ever had ?

leave a scuttlebutt letting me know that you 're occupy and I 'll evidence y'all about it sometime .