On Top

After having one too many, Julie thought it was about time she went home. Taking Damien by the had, she walked out of the frat party and asked Damien if he could take her back to his dorm room. Damien, who was sober, saw how drunk Julie was and understandingly agreed. He saw that Julie could barely walk, so he swept her off her feet and walked over to his car. Julie, who was especially aroused since she was intoxicated, started to kiss Damien’s neck. Damien, who had to focus on carrying her and finding his car in the dark, shrugged Julie off his neck. This disappointed and annoyed Julie, so she stopped and entered a sulky mode instead. “You’re no fun,” she whined. Finally finding his car, Damien helped Julie into it. After he was done helping her, he walked around and slid into his 1965 Cammer Fastback.

As he put his seatbelt on, Damien asked Julie to do the same. He turned back around to start driving, only to find Julie struggling to fasten her seatbelt. He undid his seatbelt in order to help. Reaching over, Damien moved closer to Julie and fastened her seatbelt. He could feel her warm breath creeping up and down his neck. Leaning away a bit, he turned his head around to face her and put his right hand on the small of her back. Slowly tracing his finger down her back, he whispered, “and you say I was no fun” as he grabbed her g-string, pulled it back, and then let go as it smacked the top of her ass.

Her face lit up as she looked at him with seductive, fuck-me eyes. Undoing Julie’s seatbelt, Damien pulled her on top of him. He tilted his seat back as she drove herself towards him. She pulled his lips by using hers, feverishly and passionately. After Damien undid his belt and pulled his pants down, Julie heard a tear as Damien ripped Julie’s red g-string off. He put his left hand around her narrow waist, and put his right hand on his dick, to help ease Julie onto him. Letting his right hand go, he put it around Julie’s waist. After having both his hands around her waist, he guided her up and down his cock. Damien moved back on the seat in order to change the angle of his hip, so it was higher up. This change allowed for him to penetrate Julie even deeper, sending her into a frenzied climax. Her final moan did it for him. He released himself inside of her. Exhausted, Damien hauled a blanket, he had under his seat, over them. Julie then fell asleep in Damien’s arms on the driver’s seat of the majestic black Mustang.