I used to date this girl named Valerie. We were both no younger than 18 and probably no older than 20. She was drop dead gorgeous with a classic hourglass figure. Her skin was soft and pale and her hair was golden and silky smooth. Her breasts were perky and filled out large cups, whilst her waist tapered in, before flaring into graceful, sensual hips and a big, round ass.
I remember one night I was going to take her to a movie.
Oh, did I mention, Valerie loved to be my dirty cum slut.
I parked my car out the front of her house and walked to the door. Her father answered the door and we said hi, before she came prancing down the staircase. I wondered, as I often did, what her father thought of the way she dressed, as she whisked me out the door.
She was wearing a low-cut top that showed off her ample cleavage, with her most of her blonde hair held up in a sleek, sexy ponytail. Her breasts nearly spilled out of her tight black top, which ended right at the top of a short, tight, red leather skirt with knee-high leather boots.
She looked seductively over her shoulder at me as we walked to the car, swaying her hips so that I couldn't resist walking up behind her and grinding against her ass as we reached the car, pressing her against it.
Tearing myself away, we climbed in. Before I turned the key in the ignition, I leaned over to kiss her and she held my head tight as she kissed me back. Slowly I kissed my way to her ear, and then down to her chest, where I managed to suck on one of her nipples without hardly having to move her shirt aside.
Again I tore myself away and began to drive. As I did so, I felt her hand reach across and begin to rub my erection in my pants.
As I continued to drive I felt her fingers undoing the fly and reaching under the waistband of my pants to pull out my dick. It was already quite hard and she began to pump her hand up and down it as we drove. At one point, we were stopped at traffic lights, amongst other cars, and she leant down and began to suck my dick. I put my hand on the back of her head and applied pressure, sliding my dick back into her throat as she cradled my balls in her fingers.
The light went green and she sat straight again, a long strand of spit extending from my hard dick to her lip, which she caught on her finger, gently lifting it 'til it ran down onto her breast, where she began rubbing it in, all the way up to her mouth, where she sucked on her finger.
I was going crazy as I pulled into the parking lot at the mall, her fingers lightly stroking up and down my hard, slick member.
When I'd parked I got out quickly and walked around to the other side of the car, where she was getting out. Looking around, I saw that the parking lot was empty and reached around her as I embraced and kissed her, tangling my fingers in her hair and slowly leading her down to her knees in front of me.
I took off my jacket and gave it to her to kneel on.
She looked up at me with innocent, puppy-dog eyes as she undid my fly again and pulled my pants down.
"Do you want me to suck your dick?"
"Yes, suck my dick, I love it when you do."
"Do you like it when I'm your own little slut?"
"Fuck yes, I love how you get me off."
"Do you wanna fuck my tits?"
"Oh, please, wrap your boobs around me!"
She sucked me into her mouth again and bobbed my cock in and out of her throat a few times before pulling it out, slick again with her saliva.
Straightening her shoulders she slipped her shirt and bra straps over her shoulders and, cradling them in her hands, she held her tits tight around my erect dick as I began to buck my hips against her, grinding my dick between her breasts. It was so slick and amazing, as I felt her hot breath and lips against my stomach.
"Ohh, fuck my tits!"
"You're going to make me cum!" I said.
She pulled back, and, as I groaned in disapproval she leaned forward and bobbed her mouth on the head of my dick a few times, taking the shaft in her hand and stroking quickly up and down.
"I'm going to cum!"
She kneeled straight again, and, pulling her face off my cock, wrapped one of my own hands around it, to stroke, as she reached down for her shoulder straps.