Amanda and Me Chapter 2

At first the motion of the car and the thought that someone could possibly look in and see me made me a little timid. But Amanda's soft moaning and my realization that the windows were tinted relaxed me and I focused all my energy on making her happy. I went down on her cock as far as I could before I had to come back up for air. Repeating the process a few times I was startled by a car honking close by.

Amanda glanced over at the car that honked. "I don't think that was for you but if it was they must have been jealous. You have a very talented mouth, are you sure you haven't done this before?"

Blushing, I returned to bobbing my head up and down on her cock for a few minutes until I felt the car exit the freeway. Lifting my head up I continued to stroke her cock with my left hand as I directed her to the visitor's parking lot at my apartment complex. After parking I reluctantly let go so Amanda could slide her skit back down and we could head inside.

Bursting through the door into my apartment we were all over eachother. Our mouths met while our hands snatched at clothing. Her tank top landed by the door, my shirt by the couch, her skirt by the bathroom and my pants and underwear just outside the door to my bedroom. Turning to head for my bed Amanda stopped me by hugging me from behind. Whispering in my ear, "Stay right there baby", she left a trail of kisses down my back. Reaching my butt she planted a kiss squarely on each cheek.

Using both hands she spread open my cheeks and licked a path from the top of my butt, down my crack to my hole. It felt so good that I thought my knees were going to buckle so I had lean forward and support myself with my hands on the edge of the bed as Amanda stuck her tongue deep into my clean ass. I could feel the swirl of her darting tongue on my hole as my rock hard cock bounced between my legs.

Reaching around Amanda took my cock in her hand as she buried her tongue in my ass. Using her fingers she tickled the underside of my cockhead as she ran her thumb along the shaft. Slowly tightening her grip she began stroking the length of my shaft as her warm, wet tongue continued probing my hole.