Even though we hadn't had sex, we were still horny teenagers and made time for hot make out sessions frequently during the week, usually after school in his truck. That was what we were doing on that chilly day in november. Him in the driver seat and me in the passengar. He was kissing me like he would never taste me again, his fingers digging into my waist, my fingers gripping his thick, dark hair, our tongues wrestling. I drop my lips to his neck, knowing that he loves when I bite and suck his neck. He moans and sighs into my hair,
"Mmm, baby..."
Just hearing his husky voice turns me on, and I untangle my fingers from his hair and start making my way slowly up the inside of his thigh. When I reach his crotch, I feel that he is already semi-hard, and I start rubbing his cock through his tight jeans. Then he makes his way up to my breasts, gently caressing them through my shirt and pinching my already hard nipples. I moan and start to tell him that is enough for today, but then pushes his hand down my stomach, down to a place that he's never touched before. He pulls up my skirt and places his hand on my inner thigh.
He whispers, "Is this okay, baby? Does it feel good?"
I only moan in reply, but he knows that I am dying for him to go on. He pushes my panties back, and suddenly embarrassed, I say,
"I... I'm sorry... I haven't shaved.."
He only smirks and says, "That's sexy as hell."
He gently presses his thumb against my swollen nub and I automatically raise my hips to meet his hand. He smiles and makes his way down and fits one finger into my tight hole.
"God, baby, you are so tight."
He kisses me and manages to fit another finger in. He pumps in and out of my hole, his thumb rubbing my clit. My breathing speeds up and soon I'm bucking my hips.
"Mmm, yes.. baby, please.