Earlier this summer, my friend (who will remain known here as Allen) and I got together just to hang out. Allen and I had dated before, but broke up because of another girl. Secretly though, we still had it for each other. But today, we were just hanging out as old friends, or so I thought. We had another friend with us earlier in the day, but we dropped him off, and drove around for quite some time. At first we had stopped in front of Allen's house, but as we said our goodbyes, they developed into long passionate kisses, and we decided to go elsewhere for a little while longer.
We ended up in another part of the neighborhood behind someone's house, with no windows except the bathroom window which was hard to see out of anyway. It was dark out, but the car windows were easy to see through. It started out as kissing, but then it progressed to the backseat. This was my first time in the back of a car. He laid down next to me, and caressed my arms, and over my breasts. I really love it when he rubs over my nipples. I kissed his neck, and licked his ear, running my fingers through his long curly hair, feeling his lips on me. He unhooked my bra, and felt up underneath. His warm hands were heaven! They slid up and down my side, until he got to the top of my jeans. He ran a finger around the inside of the waistband, and I undid the button, and zipper. He slid a finger in to rub my clit, and around the lips. I was totally wet and eagerly spread my legs out further to welcome his fingers in. He started out with just one going in and out of my vagina, slowly and sensually. I told him to use two, and I immediately moaned softly. Allen does really well in pleasuring me. I could feel his bulge on the side of my thigh as he sped up the pace. I started breathing harder, and Allen pulled the already low-cut shirt off to the side to suck on my nipple. I had never had a guy do that before. I suddenly tightened on Allen's fingers, and he shoved another finger in me, and began ramming them in and out of me. At this point, I was about to orgasm. I moaned his name over and over, as my entire body began to tense and quiver. I squirted all over his hand, and I licked it clean. I asked him if I could do anything for him. He said no, but as I rubbed his warm bulge, he let me in. This time, I was on the side, as he laid down on the seat. I stroked his cock, finding spots of precum on the head. He told me I didn't have to over and over. I wanted to do something for him, but he didn't want it so much. some guy huh? He's a giver. Hehe!
We made out for a little while longer, and decided to go home. We haven't ever talked about it, but I think about it all the time. I don't know if it ever will happen again, but I think that's the best part about it; it's spontaneous!