Anal Amy

Friday night, I had off from work and I got together for dinner with an old friend Arron, the guy I was seeing last winter. Just seeing him again brought back naughty memories of all of the things we had done – the back of the limo, the blowjob I gave him in the parking lot before we went out for dinner one time and all of the other things that we had done.

He looked just as hot as ever and the minute I saw him again, I wanted him again.

Dinner was okay, it was one of those trendy restaurants downtown. He was totally trying to impress me, I thought that we had gotten past that stage, but I guess not.

Dinner was a lot of fun. He’s one of those guys that I get along with in and out of the bedroom. We were joking a lot and it was pretty clear that the connection was still there.

After dinner, he walked me up to my car in the parking garage. Neither of us were ready to end the night. I thought the unspoken plan was that we would go back to his house. He had other plans.

One minute were standing in front of my car talking, the next minute, we’re making out. It felt like it had been just hours since the last time we had kissed, not months.

Things got very hot, very fast. He soon had me pinned up against my car. It wasn’t the busiest parking garage at the time of the night, but we could still hear people, but that didn’t stop us. His hands were all over my boobs, fondling me through my dress. My hand had found his hard cock and was rubbing it through his pants.

Then he stopped all of a sudden. He told me he had to tell me something. I knew what it was even before he said it. He told me that he had a girlfriend and to make matters worse, they lived together. He gave me the full confession, even telling me that he had told her that he was going out with the guys.

I felt guilty, but the slut inside of me didn’t care. I pulled him back and told him I wanted him inside of me.

I opened the back door to my car and climbed in. He looked at me for a minute, in my most seductive, slutty voice, I told him to come fuck me now.

He looked around, but that was it as far as hesitation now. He climbed in on top of me and shut the door behind him.

We started making out, our bodies grinding more and more against each other. My dress slowly slid up around my waist as we moved. I was wearing a pink lace thong, that he said looked really sexy on me, but looked even better on the front seat of my car, where he threw them after he took them off.

His pants came undone and pushed down to his knees with his boxers. His hard cock was pointing at me. I had missed it.

He was soon pushing his cock inside of me. It felt so perfect inside of me again. At first we didn’t move, we just stayed there, him deep inside of me while we kissed.

Then slowly, he started to pull it almost out of me, then back deep inside of me. He kept going a little faster. Soon, he was fucking me hard, exactly the way that he knew that I liked it.

The backseat of my car is pretty small and cramped, the position was awkward for us, but neither of us were going to move now.

He told me that I did things that his current girlfriend would never do. He said even now he jerked off thinking about me.

I wanted it to last forever, I didn’t care if anyone else saw us. Then he exploded, his cum shooting inside of me.

If it wasn’t so uncomfortable, I would’ve liked to stay with him on top of me for a while, but I had to move before it really started to hurt.

We fixed our clothes, then got into the front seats. I gave him a ride to where he had parked, then we said goodbye. I don’t think it’ll be long before we see each other again, but if we can’t go to his house and I still live with my parents, it’s going to make things interesting. I never thought that I’d say this, but I think that I’m getting too old for backseat adventures, so we’ll have to figure something else. Either way, I need more than a quickie from him soon.