On The Trunk Of A Plymouth

After the failed "special date" that I wrote about earlier, April and I had a hard time finding opportunities to get together again. Even just a trip for ice cream or a movie was a logistical chore at times. It's wasn't just that we both worked and seemed to have opposite schedules but when we did have time together it was usually at my parents' house or hers. Our parents were very similar in that they had very strict beliefs on what was appropriate when dating and rules for when April was at my house or I at hers. The open door policy seemed to be universal. If we were hanging out in the bedrooms the door had to stay open! Haha...

 Sure, we were both technically adults but it was their house their rules.

Lucky enough for us we lived in a very rural area where it didn't take much effort to find a place private enough to fool around.

On one such occasion the stars aligned and we actually both ended up with an evening off. It had been a few weeks since that fateful weekend and it was fresh in my memory and still turned me on. The sex part not the vomiting part, and I could tell April was just as eager as I was to spend some time together.

I picked her up in my parents' loaner car, a '67 Plymouth Belvedere, and drove until we found a turn-out on a remote county road on a hill overlooking town. As I got out of the car I could see that she was doing a last minute check of her make-up in the vanity mirror. I dunno why she was doing that, it was getting dark anyways... then joined me back by the trunk were I had just pulled out a six pack of beer and handed her a can. We sipped beer and made googly eyes at each other and otherwise pretending we were interested in counting stars and the scenery. 

April set her beer down and slid over in front of me, grabbed my head and kissed me. We made out and groped each other with such intense urgency that within seconds I had the front of her skirt up and my hand down her panties. She squirmed and moved her hips as my fingers probed and searched for just the right spot.

"Ooooooh... there, right there."

I was on target. I started to gently rub her clit with a come-hither motion of my fingers and she moaned. Her vagina doused my finger and the gusset of her panties in her juices. I pulled my hand out and brought it to my lips where the aroma alone was intoxicating! Breifly licking my fingers April smiled..."Is it okay, does it smell bad.... do I taste okay?"

There was what I could only describe as a self-consciousness tone to her voice. I nodded my approval and returned my hand inside her panties to her crotch. She let out a moan and her legs quivered as I located her clit again. With my other I worked the rest of her skirt up to her waist, slipped my fingers under the elastic of her panties and let them fall to her ankles. She giggled as I wrapped my arms around her just under her butt and boosted her onto the trunk lid. After guiding her panties off her ankles I pushed her skirt forward revealing the trimmed hair of her pussy. I thrust my head between her legs and propped her legs on my shoulders as my mouth found the hood of her clit and my tongue lapped at the wetness of her vaginal opening.

"Oh God I was hoping you'd do this!"

April moaned and her hips bucked at every flick of my tongue and suckling of her clit. Her juices flowed from her covering my face and dripped off the end of my chin onto my shirt. Focusing my mouth on her clit, my finger penetrated her vaginal canal, quickly located her g spot and as it contracted in a come-hither motion, April orgasmed and my face was awash in her juices. As I continued to lap away at her, she grabbed my head and raised my face to hers, wiped my mouth from nose to chin and kissed me. The front of my t-shirt was drenched in her juices.

"I've never done that before!" she said with a giggle.

I was so worked up that I unbuttoned my pants and pulled my hard cock out intent on fucking April right there on the trunk of my dad's Plymouth when there was the sound of another vehicle coming in on the same gravel turn-out. I quickly buttoned my pants and repositioned myself as April grabbed her panties and stuffed them into my front pocket as she hopped to the ground and pulled her skirt down. As the car was pulling in we returned to the front seat just in time to see a guy and girl who apparently had the same idea as us. Haha

Later, sitting in her parents' driveway I kissed her goodnight and pulled April's panties from my pocket. She stopped my hand mid-motion. "No, keep them!" She smiled as she got out and bounced up the steps to her front door leaving me with a shirt that smelled like pussy and holding her panties. My mom actually found those panties once while doing laundry but that is yet another tale.

 As much as we had fooled around to that point, that was the first time I had eaten her pussy. I didn't know it at the time but that was also the first time anyone had performed oral on her.