True Story 2 [MF][Oral][Car Sex]

Note: I kept going back and forth on which of my top 5 experiences to write next. Since I started with a rough one, I figured I would dial it back a little.

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My best friend Zoe never made any new friends usually, but this time she had. Her name was Janie. She was 8 years older than us, super positive and giddy (unlike the pessamistic cynical bastards Zoe and I had become), and very cute.

I walked into Zoe’s place and there on the couch was a well figured woman. I immediately clocked her as older, but not by much. She had straight brown hair with some blonde highlighted in them, dark bue eyes peeking behind cherry red rimmed glasses, and very nice thighs.

She was wearing a tanktop and a sports bra, but you couls see that the bra was barely holding it together. I’m usually a small tits kind of guy, but I wasn’t hating what I was seeing.

“Hey, I’m Zee.”

She shook my hand and had a small half smile. She introduced herself, curling her words off of her tongue and through her thick lips.

“Janie.”

It wasn’t long before I found out that Janie was getting a divorce. Her husband was an all around piece of shit, who in 7 years of marriage, only touched her four times. Only two of those resulted in kids.

Beyond thay, he was the only one who Janie had ever been with.

As the night progressed and we played video games and drank and made jokes, the few friends we invited over parted ways and Zoe decided to go to bed. Janie and I kept watching some netflix show and she laid her head on my shoulder.

I wrapped my arm around her back, my hand resting on her waist. I absentmindedly start dragging my fingers across her hipbone and the unmistakeable sign of horniness became apparent. She was quivering under my touch.

I pulled my hand back, and she sat up, looking at me. I grabbed the back of her neck and brought her lips to mine. Her hands made their way up my shirt, exploring my chest as I pulled her onto me on the couch.

Our tongues danced as she grinded on top of my lap, her kiss getting chaotic, desperate for more. I go to slide off her tanktop but she stops me.

“Not here. I don’t want to make Zoe mad.”

We head for the door and into her suv. She’s on top of me in the passenger seat and peels off her top layers, her large breasts falling free. I lick and suck on her nipples while massaging her tits, moans of ecstasy escaping her.

She slide her legs off of me and goes to the floorboard. Undoing my pants, my cock is free, hard and ready for her. She wraps it in her tits, bouncing them up and down the length of me. Her mouth find my head and she sucks, passionately. It’a new to her, but something she feels the need to prove to herself takes over. She swallows my dick, massaging her tits around my shafts as she works her head and tits in tandem.

I run my fingers through the back of her head, helping her push me as far into her mouth as possible, finding a hard resting place in the back of her throat. She chokes me down, moaning amd enjoying herself.

She frees my cock from her throat and looks at me, “Fuck me, Zee.”

She climbs back up and into my lap. At some point on the floorboard when my mind was down her throat, she had removed her shorts. She slid me quickly inside her, her breath catching as I went deep.

She started rocking hers hips along me, squeezing her cunt around my thickness as she went. Her lips fell against my neck as she panted and gasped my name over and over. Her hands squeezed my shoulders as I listened to the slap of her ass against my thighs.

She came down onto me, my cock pushed in as far as it would go and her pussy tightened. Her nails dug into my shoulder and her mouth was pressed into my neck. Her back arched as she screamed against my neck, her body shaking with orgasmic release.

She stopped for a second and panted. Breathlessly, she finally spoke.

“Holy fucking shit, Zee.”

I grabbed her hips and started slowly rocking her up and down on me again. I kissed her tits, her neck, her mouth. As our lips pressed against hers, her body began convulsing again. She moaned against me as I came with her this time, pushing her over the edge. She gripped me tight with her arms, her thighs, and her pussy before finally relaxing her body.

We laid there in her passenger seat, me inside of her. Occasionally she would squeeze her vagina, almost to remind herself what had just happened. Eventually she pulled off of me. I handed her clothes to her and we got dressed.

We talked a few more hours, late int the night before she decided she needed to go. I watched her taillights disappear into the night and made my way inside.

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