I like to think about all the thrills of the past now that I've settled down with my ball and chain. One memory in particular was an unforgettable day with my ex.

 He came and got me from my parents house. I was 18, still living at home, pretending to be a good girl outwardly, a pent up sexual freak behind closed doors. He was 21, living at home as well and a similar case.

We went out for a drive like always, if we stayed at the house my mom just put us where she could keep tabs. We drove to a parking garage I'd discovered and drove all the way to the roof where it was empty. He parked and we started making out, groping and fondling each other. His pickup didn't allow for much else, so, we got out. The makeout continued as he pressed my back against a wall; both of us charged by the thrill of being caught. I was wearing a small, tight tee shirt and a green plaid mini skirt. Something lacy underneath. I started undoing his pants and pulled out his cock, 8 inches long, not the thickest with a narrow head, a piercing in the center of his foreskin, circumsized. I loved that cock, it made me squeal, it was the biggest one I'd ever had at that point. 

I expected he would lean me against the wall, fuck me from behind, but he surprised me today. I was and am only 5'5", a library attendant. He is 6'3, an airplane mechanic. He used to always get black grease on my business clothes and body from work.

Matt wrapped his arms around me and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he quickly slid my thong to the side and filled my teen cunt full of his cock. He pinned my back against the wall and started to thrust; hard, heavy thrusts, my bare ass scraping and slapping against the cement. 

He must have fucked me like that for 10 minutes before he grew tired of holding me up and had to set me down. He walked me to the passenger side and opened the door, bending me over the seat, he started to drill me hard and fast. It rocked the cab as I bit back cries and tried to keep quiet. But it all wasn't enough, he stopped, pulled out, and laid me down on the pavement and drove himself into me again in missionary. It was so uncomfortable, I could feel the pavement tearing my skin as he rutted me, but I wanted his cum so bad. At the time I wasn't on birth control, so he pulled out and got back in the cab, sitting back as I leaned over the console and started to suck him off. He played with my cunt while I did, his fingers always rough and less than graceful. I sucked until he was ready to blow, and then, he stiffened his own orgasm, cumming dry. He was able to do this and essentially have two orgasms. I've since learned to do this myself during sex on occasion. 

He made me suck him up to the edge again before he finally gave me my reward, bathing my throat with his seed.

I remember, it tasted like pineape... 

 I'm sure the security cameras caught the whole thing.