Late night fun...and some romance...

I left at about 2 a.m. I had a really busy, boring day of work and babysitting my cousins, and I was in the need for some excitement. My good friend, whom had been a past boyfriend but we were still great friends with benefits, and I had planned for a long time to have a special night for both of us, not just sex, but romance. I had been busy, but finally, this was our night. I wanted it to be very intimate, even though I was rather naughty. I slipped on an old prom dress that I still had the luck to fit into, even though I am skinny as hell, and it was short, going up to my thighs. I loved the way it felt, and I felt myself get a little horny as I imagined being stripped down. I put on some heels, started the car, and was off to the other side of town. I was ready for some action. 

As I approached his house, I was slow, and turned my headlights off, parking a little ways off from his window. I knew he was waiting patiently, because before I could even appraoch his window, he opened it and stepped out, very quiet. I loved the fact of being sneaky, and it was really fun being mysterious for once. He grabbed me by my hips and held me for a few moments, but I couldn't feel him getting hard yet... so we hopped into the car and drove. He went way ahead of me, totally lusting me as he wriggled his jeans down in the passenger seat, pulling out his dick, and stroking it really slow and smirking at me from his seat. I winked, and then watched as I stopped at a stop sign. God.... I couldn't take it anymore. "Screw the baseball field." I thought. "We need to fuck right here, right now." I parked in a lot, where it was quiet and desolated, and I rolled down the windows a crack, jumping into his lap with an excited laugh. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he slipped his hand up my dress, breaking through my thin panties and fingering me really nicely. He was gentle about it, but once I started getting wet, he began to be rough. Every time he stuck his fingers in a stroked my clit, he did it at a different speed and a different finger every time. That turned me on a lot. He pushed me up against the dashboard, spreading my legs a little as I moaned, cumming in his hands. He took my thighs and rubbed them sensually, and I could feel myself cumming again and again. I groaned, "Oh, babe." He kissed my lips and went down to my neck, pulling my dress down so he could expose my boobs, and he made a soft noise as I pulled myself forward, grinding up against his dick. It was hard and thick, and I felt really horny against it. He began nibbling at my chest as he took my bra off, his hands chilled and pleasurable as he rubbed my breasts, kissing them sensually. I gasped a little, for it felt so good, and my nipples got hard as he sucked on them. He lifted me up on his lap so he could get a better position, and bit and licked my boobs slowly, until I couldn't bear it anymore. I started groaning and moaning really loudly, getting wild and dirty. I pushed him away teasingly, fighting him a little bit, stripping him down, and running my fingers up and down his chest. He loves that. I took his stiff, long dick in my hands as I moved down, taking my tongue along the tip. He gasped softly as I took his dick fully into my mouth, sucking on it, moving my tongue around as he shoved his cock farther down my throat. I felt his cum explode all over my tongue as he screamed, begging me to keep going. I slipped his dick in and out of my mouth, careful with my teeth, licking his cock all over. He was so horny, gasping and groaning with each touch. His cum tasted good in my mouth, and I smirked up at him as he held me close, taking off my dress fully and stripping me bare. He crawled into the backseat, pulling me along with him, feeling my body with his fingers, kissing me over and over again passionately. He spread my legs, moving his tongue along my stomach and going down to my soaking wet pussy. I squirmed with excitement as I knew what was happening next. He slurped at my juices, moving his tongue around to taste all my cum, nibbling and biting at my clit with ease. I came in his mouth, moaning even louder now, and he licked and sucked me over and over again for a long time. I felt myself getting tired, but I kept cumming and cumming. After he went down on me, he kissed my breasts again, then gently laid on top of me, moving his dick to the tip of my pussy. He humped me like that over and over, then stuck his dick inside of me, resting my legs on his shoulders as he began to go faster and faster. I sat up, wildly groaning and moaning and screaming with intensity, pleading him to go faster and fuck me harder. He was quick, his dick slipping in and out of my pussy, cum everywhere. He got slower and slower, and I felt his cum all over my legs and pussy. He kept getting gradually fast, then going quick again, and it was great seeing his face scrunch with sensational relief as he came inside me. As he finished, he kissed my thighs and moved all the way up to my lips, touching my tongue with his as he gave me an open kiss. He rolled to his side, panting, tired, and held me close to him. I was very tired, but I snuggled up close to him, his bare body feeling so good against mine. The sexual thrill had gone away, but still, I can't explain how amazing it felt for him to fuck me, even though I am a big sucker for romance. We cuddled for a while underneath a blanket I had brought, kissing for a long time before we both got back into our clothes. For a while, we sat on the roof of the car, staring at the stars, in silence. I was curled up against his warmth, still feeling sleepy, but satisfied. I had been with him for two hours at least, and I suddenly felt the need to go at it again. He was surprised when I slipped out his dick and sucked on it once more, sighing as I tasted his last tiny bit of cum. He laughed and began to gasp again as I finished, my tongue wiggling on his tip as we began to be done. He watched me carefully as I sat up, staring at his eyes. I wiped my mouth and kissed him romantically, holding him tight against me one more time before I jumped off the roof and got in the front seat. We didn't talk much, and the radio distracted me. I was staring into space at the streetlights and stoplights as I drove. 

As I dropped him off, he gave me a kiss on the cheek and grinned. "You know, it was fun tonight...I loved it..." I nodded. "Me too, babe. Next time you wanna have some fun, I'm here." I could tell he was exhausted by the bags underneath his eyes as he stared at me before he got out of the car and closed the door. 

Later that night, I got home at around 6. I was beyond tired. I was getting antsy at the thoughts of what occurred, and I laughed at myself. I can get turned on really easily again, even after sex... so after waiting about an hour, I began to finger myself, even though I'd been fucked. I felt really weird doing it, but I went ahead and spread my legs, laid on the floor, and rubbed myself, slipping three fingers in and out, stroking my clit and pussy. I came within seconds and then crawled into bed. Even though I was still soaking wet, I didn't care. I was too tired to care. Oh man, I thought, I am just so bad.