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

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

She had one of those classic hourglass figures.

Big birth hips, big, beautiful titties, a relatively slight waist in between, and a big, juicy ass.

She 's the only if 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 visit my mother in Pensacola, and we had sex one night in an subject lifeguard tower on the beach.

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

However that was n't the only meter we had sex in a world place.

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

I bent her over the wooden railing of one of the walkway, and was giving it to her good when we heard some citizenry 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 glimpse, biting the edge of her ass 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 wild when I exclaimed, `` Why did n't you severalise me ? ``

'' Well I was a petty cark. '' she replied, stealing a second away from the road to fuddle me a wry smile.

'' Oh, mightily. '' I said sheepishly, my cheeks flushing a short.

'' Besides, '' she went on. `` As soon as they 'd backed 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 crazy dickhead we did on that trip, much to a lesser extent throughout the track of our relationship, but today I want to tell you what happened on our way home.

We were driving up Interstate 65 which is a heterosexual person scene all the way to Nashville, or rather she was driving and I was lounging in the rider hind end.

She was wearing this melanise velvet wearing apparel that hugged her body in all the right places 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 surprisal there, and I was feeling a lilliputian bored so as I looked at her bare thighs I came up with a way to entertain myself.

I placed my hired 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 spry glimpse, giving me a fiddling sidelong smile.

I knew that grinning well at this point and as I slid my deal up the inside of her thigh, slipping it under her garb, she opened her legs a bit far, biting her tail end lip.

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

Before foresightful 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 panty.

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

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

Every metre I ever got into those pantie she was moist and cook to go.

Today was no exception.

After fingering her for a min I slid my digit up to fiddle with her stiffly 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 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 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 circumstances.

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

I would take in hit the side by side exit without hesitation.

So I guess what I 'm saying was that I was just as down to get laid 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 mind when I think about it.

There was naught off that expiration except a burnt out edifice that had clearly once been a gas station.

As we pulled into the lot next to the building I took a good look around and certain enough, other than heights Gunter 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 tinge her leg, but if I had n't had, seeing the way her dulcet ass jiggled in that dress as she scurried across the lot would sustain brought me to attending for sure.

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

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

The merely thing that looked better than her ass in that clothes was her bare ass.

I grasped her hips firmly as I bent my knees, getting into the veracious position to penetrate her mellisonant pussy.

She wiggled her hind end as I grasped my scape, guiding it to he creamy slit.

She was so wet and gear up that the straits of my cock easily slid through her velvety petals and straight to the beloved hole.

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

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

Now just in case you have n't already work out it out, the reason I bring this up is that right as I entered her, BOOM ! Thunderstorm !

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

So when I say `` out there '' I mean like, two feet 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 tell you it was fucking awing !

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

My articulatio coxae were slapping her delicately ass as I tried burying as much of my humanity into her as I could with every thrust.

She was clearly of the same mind, rolling her pelvis back to meet me every clip I drove in.

Hell, if anything she was pumping harder than I was, which is a veridical turning on.

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

I could n't hold in 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 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 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 least 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 script I fondled her ample breasts.

I put my head over her shoulder, she turned her head to the side, and as we tongue kissed I began pumping my sperm deep into her wet and uncoerced cunt.

I slowed my diagonal, 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 climax I pushed in as deep as I could get and did the swirl.

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

The vortex ?

When you 're in late, and you roll your pelvic arch in a roundabout, kinda stirring up the pussy ?

If you do it at the aright times you 'll a squeal, a yelp, or, as in this type, a satisfied sigh as she slowly rolled her hips, fucking herself with my cock.

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

My trunk quivered and a let out an involuntary moan, more of a shivering sigh really, as she drew a piddling orgasm aftershock out of me.

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

She instantly took my cue and turned her brain, 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 skin out a high pitched little yelp.

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

'' Wait ... '' 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 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 pantie for a while baby. ``

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

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

Her response was to wiggle free from grasp, rather deftly I might add, before grasping my brain in both script, 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 late until she 'd decided she was done, when she finished with a wet smack.

Then she released my fountainhead, 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 hand.

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 niggling fella out. ``

'' Awww, '' she said, leaning over and kissing it lightly on the head, gently petting it with her hand 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 satisfied smile, she was clearly pleased with herself.

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

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

Now if you 're thinking 'Damn, this fille was a hot nooky !'I 'd have to fit in, but do hold on in nous that this was just a quickie on the side of meat of the road.

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

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

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

What was the hottest fuck I 've ever had ?

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