My friends and I were all eighteen and nineteen at the time. Unfortunately the drinking age in my state was twenty-one. We had to end up driving twenty miles across the state line in order to purchase alcohol. That is just what we were doing now. My buddies and I were in my old white panel van heading to a nightclub across the state line.
This club catered to people eighteen to twenty-one in age. I had the van set up for action. On the floor were wrestling mats and over top of that was a mattress. We arrived at the club and I had to drop the guys off at the door. There were no spaces near the front so I had to park my van all the way out at the edge of the property.
When I finally entered the club it was packed with people. I didn't see my pals anywhere so I marched to the bar to get myself a beer. I no sooner bought a drink when I thought I heard someone shouting my name.
"Tommy, Tommy!"
I could see this female walking towards me. She looked damn familiar, but I couldn't place her. When she got right up to me she spoke.
"Tommy, don't you recognize me, it's Amy."
The light bulb finally went on. Amy's grandparents lived next to my folks house at one time. Amy and her family would come to visit on occasion and Amy would sometimes talk to me. Actually, Amy had a thing for me even that long ago. Something must have happened and Amy's family moved away. I hadn't seen her in over five years, I imagine. Now here she was standing right in front of me.
To be honest, I didn't want her hanging around. I was here look for women and Amy had attached herself to my hip. I had sat down on a barstool and Amy sat down next to me. Her mouth was running like a duck's ass. She had to tell me about her life and she was probing to find out all about me since the last time we had seen each other.
Amy asked me how I had gotten to the club. I mistakenly told her I had driven my buddies in my van from across the state line.
"I want to see your van, take me out to see it."
She kept at it until I had to leave the club and walk her to my van. Needless to say I was not happy. I had been here barely ten minutes and I was heading back to my van for a show and tell. We finally got to the van and Amy had me open the back door. I opened it and Amy quickly jumped into the back. I tried to get her to jump back out, but she wouldn't budge.
She motioned for me to join her. I figured I was going to have to drag her out in order to get back the the bar. Once I climbed into the back, Amy was all over me. She started to kiss my face and she was pushing me back onto the mattress. I had to admit she took me by surprise. I somehow was able to close the back door to the van, so no one could see me with her.
Amy then did the unexpected. She pull her top and bra off exposing her tits to me. I have to say Amy had big breasts and her light brown nipples were the size of silver dollars. I was staring at those tits when Amy started to tug on the zipper of my pants. She managed to unzip me and she worked her hand into my briefs. Out came my dick and Amy didn't waste any time.
Amy surrounded my dick with her huge cans and began to slide that tittie flesh up and down my pecker. That was the tipping point for me. I started to get into it and I pushed my dick into her cleavage. Amy was pretending like my cock was getting close to her mouth and she wanted to taste me. I was getting into Amy working her magic when she finally pulled away. She sat back and pulled off the rest of her clothes. I watched as Amy slid up over top of me.
Amy then took hold of my dick and she guided it to her opening. There was a brief moment when we looked into each others eyes and then Amy sunk her pussy onto my dick. Amy had gotten what she wanted. My cock was buried to the hilt deep in Amy's hot hole.
