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On the Hood of a Jetta
Posted:10/12/2004
Views: 8,688
Grade: B
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It was Saturday night, and I was pretty excited. I was about to meet up with an ex-boyfriend of mine who I hadn't seen in over a year, and as I was horny and somewhat bored, I figured we would have some serious fun.
He shows up at my dorm, we catch up, have sex, etc, before walking to a bar up the street from my school. He gets a couple beers, and I get a mudslide before we go wait at the train station for his train. We had been at the train station for awhile when he suddenly decided to sit down right next to me on a bench on the platform. He grabs me close to him, and we start making out pretty heavily.
After some pretty heavy duty kissing, he says he is hard again, so he pulls me up on his lap and we make out some more. It's pretty heavy duty, and he says that he is so horny he could do me right there. Maybe if I had been wearing a skirt I might have risked it, but since I was wearing jeans, and there were people on the other side of the platform, I informed him that we couldn't have sex right there.
He looks at his watch, says there are 10 minutes left until his train comes, and asks me if I want to find some place to get it on. So, we decide to go exploring. We eventually settle on a used car dealership across the street from the train station. It was quiet around there, but there are really bright lights, so we know we have to make it quick. We find an empty spot, and I pull my pants down as he unzips his fly. He takes his cock out, and tells me to turn around and lean forward on the back of a Volkswagon Jetta.
I bend over, stand on my tip-toes (he's a good foot taller then me), and he enters me from behind. The sex is great, the whole fear of getting caught thing is a real turn on. Anyway, he gets off pretty quickly, and sprays his cum on the ground to avoid staining a car. We zip back up, and head back to the train station, still all hot and bothered from our car dealership sex.
He shows up at my dorm, we catch up, have sex, etc, before walking to a bar up the street from my school. He gets a couple beers, and I get a mudslide before we go wait at the train station for his train. We had been at the train station for awhile when he suddenly decided to sit down right next to me on a bench on the platform. He grabs me close to him, and we start making out pretty heavily.
After some pretty heavy duty kissing, he says he is hard again, so he pulls me up on his lap and we make out some more. It's pretty heavy duty, and he says that he is so horny he could do me right there. Maybe if I had been wearing a skirt I might have risked it, but since I was wearing jeans, and there were people on the other side of the platform, I informed him that we couldn't have sex right there.
He looks at his watch, says there are 10 minutes left until his train comes, and asks me if I want to find some place to get it on. So, we decide to go exploring. We eventually settle on a used car dealership across the street from the train station. It was quiet around there, but there are really bright lights, so we know we have to make it quick. We find an empty spot, and I pull my pants down as he unzips his fly. He takes his cock out, and tells me to turn around and lean forward on the back of a Volkswagon Jetta.
I bend over, stand on my tip-toes (he's a good foot taller then me), and he enters me from behind. The sex is great, the whole fear of getting caught thing is a real turn on. Anyway, he gets off pretty quickly, and sprays his cum on the ground to avoid staining a car. We zip back up, and head back to the train station, still all hot and bothered from our car dealership sex.
- Arcadia University
Editors Note:
Ever get it on with a limo driver?
Comments
Oh, and PS--I did imply that SHE stopped talking to ME, i.e. by hanging out with The Boyfriend 6 days a week and basically not hanging out with any of her previously made female friends. (Did I not already go over this??) Not normal behavior. Then acts as if me and a few other unmentionable female friends/castle roommates are "so evil" for not liking her boyfriend. Seems like an antisocial introvert to me.
How the hell could I "flunk out" of school when I had a 3.1 GPA?? The only thing I maybe flunked in college was staying on top of my finances...and getting caught up in college debt. "I stopped talking to her"...just as she stopped talking to her roommate...all because she had to be submissive and listen to everything The Self-Righteous Boyfriend said to her. He was insulted by the roommate getting annoyed when he was over the dorm 6 days a week, so he tells my former friend to stop talking to the roommate(no wonder the roommate started shit back, such as telling my former friend's grandmother about how often this dude was over!); He gets annoyed when I get agitated at his constant less-than-accurate criticisms, so he tells my former friend that I'm not worth shit. Obviously this angry comment from "AnnoyedGirl" shows that she DID write the story, was pissed that she got caught, and is still pissed for some stupid reasons. Oh, and AnnoyedGirl, if you are reading this.......the reason I IMed you that day asking if you wrote the story WAS because I figured that you and The Boyfriend were finally through.......but I was NOT going to rub it in at all, if anything I considered that maybe this would mean you'd be more approachable now that he wasn't around. I was hoping that maybe you might even want to start talking somewhat again. My problems were never initially with you, but with some of the flaws of The Boyfriend. The way you went along agreeing with everything he did, which included avoiding me to hang out with him 6 days a week, is what annoyed me about you. But whatever, have a nice f-ing life.
She didn't exactly stop talking to me, I stopped talking to her. She was the one who was bothered by it. And, I stopped talking to her because she threatened the life of my then boyfriend, and did other evil bitchy stuff. Oh, and for the record, it wasn't that I didn't want to admit it, it was becasue I just didn't want to talk to her. Plus, I don't recall blaming her for anything at all when we did talk. Oh, and for the record, she didn't leave school, it was more like she flunked out, but that's all I have to say.
Okay. I know the girl who wrote this story, because I also went to Arcadia and was good friends with her for a while. Let's just say that this story struck an "Ashlee Simpson moment" for the author!(similar to Ashlee Simpson getting caught lip-synching on SNL, the girl who wrote this story got "caught" in something as a result of posting this!) You see, the girl who wrote this story was dating "the ex" in the story bout two years ago, broke up spring 2003, and she began dating my guy friend since. It's because of her spending all her time with this self-righteous bigot of a guy friend, that my friendship drifted apart not only with her, but with him as well. I would remind her "but what if you and him break up? you still need to have friends, don't ditch your friends." But she didn't like me telling her that. So I stopped talking to her, left college, and was thinking that her and my former guy friend were still going out until I encounter this story. Now me and the author of the story posted several other stories to this site before, some very similar in nature(for more stories by the same author, check out "Courted on the Courts"--another hook-up story involving her and the same ex in this story!). The details of this story matched up too good. Then I recalled talking to "the ex" online shortly prior to reading this story, and recalled him commenting that he'd just visited my college bout a month ago and saw my friend(right before this story was submitted). Knowing that my friend is NOT a cheater by any means, obviously she broke up with my self-righteous guy friend if she is seeing her ex again! She didn't want to admit it to me, but by posting this story on a site that I visit, she got caught!!!!!!! But when I go talk to my friend on AOL, commenting that it was a funny story she submitted, she denies it! Even though "the ex" apparently had a different tune. Just as Ashlee Simpson blamed her SNL fiasco on her bandmates! Now my friend is blaming me for her faux-paus! Where is the mercy?! :-p