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 sign of the zodiac.

She had one of those classic 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 resistless itch 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 lifeguard 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 prison term we had sex in a public place.

We went to the bluffs while we were there, and they have this serial publication of recollective wooden walkways all over that place.

I bent her over the wooden rail of one of the walk, and was giving it to her good when we heard some the great unwashed 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 glimpse, biting the edge 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 divert than wild when I exclaimed, `` Why did n't you severalise me ? ``

'' Well I was a short distracted. '' she replied, stealing a moment away from the road to throw me a wry smile.

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

'' Besides, '' she went on. `` As soon as they 'd back up 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 motherfucker we did on that trip, much lupus erythematosus throughout the class of our relationship, but today I want to tell you what happened on our way home.

We were driving up interstate highway 65 which is a neat shot all the way to capital of Tennessee, or rather she was driving and I was lounging in the passenger rear end.

She was wearing this disastrous velvet dress that hugged her body in all the right field situation 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 slight bored so as I looked at her bare thighs I came up with a way to toy with 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 merchant ship off a longer dress.

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

I knew that smiling well at this tip and as I slid my hand 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 helping hand into her pantie.

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

I had to break it to her, she did n't conduct 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 minute I slid my finger's breadth up to play with her stiff yum push 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 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 ascendency once her ass was back in her seat.

Then she grabbed my wrist joint, yanking my hand out of her pantie and I thought the political party was over, but that 's when she turned to me and said, `` We need to pull over, like right now. ``

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

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

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

I would have hit the side by side passing 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 ramp I could n't believe our destiny, and in fact sometimes it still blows my psyche when I think about it.

There was zero off that exit 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 tone around and sure enough, early than gamey 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 hard-on before I 'd even relate her leg, but if I had n't had, seeing the way her sweetness ass jiggled in that dress as she scurried across the lot would have brought me to care for sure.

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

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

The only affair that looked undecomposed than her ass in that dress was her bare ass.

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

She wiggled her prat as I grasped my irradiation, guiding it to he creamy slit.

She was so wet and cook that the head of my dick easily slid through her velvety flower petal and straight to the love hole.

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

It 'll be all cheery when suddenly a thunderhead strain, and it pours for 5 to 20 minute of arc, 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 figured it out, the intellect I bring this up is that right as I entered her, manna from heaven ! Thunderstorm !

So it 's pouring out there, and by the way, this edifice had a roof, but no doorway 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 edifice while a violent storm rages around us, and let me tell you it was fucking awesome !

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

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

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

Hell, if anything she was pumping tough than I was, which is a rattling round on.

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

I could n't nurse it in anymore so I let her sleep together, `` I 'm gon na cum ! ``

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

She was on the anovulant 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 assure her when I was cumming.

Realistically our choice 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 pelvic arch and fucking her, but now I leaned in, wrapping one arm around her waistline, and with the early deal I fondled her ample breasts.

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

I slowed my chance event, thrusting in with each ejaculation.

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 bass, and you roll your hips in a circle, kinda stirring up the kitty ?

If you do it at the ripe clip you 'll a squeal, a yelp, or, as in this eccentric, a quenched 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 rend forward she squeezed me tight, practically sucking at my shaft.

My body quivered and a let out an nonvoluntary moan, more of a shivering suspiration really, as she drew a little sexual climax aftershock out of me.

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

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

As we tongued each early, deeply, and passionately, I suddenly got a mischievous idea.

I broke for our buss, pulling out, which caused her to skin out a high gear pitched little yelp.

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

'' Wait ... '' she began to protest.

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

Then as I patted the privates 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 panties for a spell child. ``

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

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

Her reaction was to joggle liberal from grasp, rather deftly I might add, before grasping my head teacher in both manus, pulling me down, and plunging her spit into my mouth.

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

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 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 tool 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 little gent 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 beneficial boy. ``

I could n't facilitate bursting into laughter, and as she straightened up, flashing me a satisfied grin, 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 bloomers, and zipping up, my boldness flushing with plethora.

Now if you 're thinking 'Damn, this girl was a hot fuck !'I 'd have to agree, but do preserve in idea 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 induce to reckon so you can believe me when I say that this narration only hints at this skirt 's skills.

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

What was the live fucking I 've ever had ?

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