Lezzy Sex

She was giggling too loudly for sobriety. I took her hand, lead her into the car. She was smiling at me, giggling, her black eyes locked on my blue ones.
"Yes, Amy?" I said, smiling.

"You have nice tits," she said, giggling again. I blushed. I hadn't come out to anyone, not even her.
"Thank you," I said quietly.
"Let's fuck," she said suddenly.

I pulled over to the side of the road jarringly.

She climbed on top of me, her huge tits in my face, hard nipples showing through her shirt. She kissed me deeply. I snuck a hand up her shirt, fondling her big, soft, supple breasts, kneading her shining skin, caressing her sensitive nipples. I pulled off her shirt, throwing it into the backseat, kissing her breasts, shining with sweat.

Her mouth moved to suck on my neck, arousing me. My hands brushed over her pussy and squeezed her ass. She squealed, taking her clothes off, ripping off mine. Our pussies were touching, and she began to grind on me, scissoring me. She pinched my nipples and kissed my neck.

I reached orgasm, screaming at the top of my lungs and shivering. I searched for my dildo in the glove compartment, and when I found it I shoved it in her tight, wet pussy, hard and deep, watching her face contort with pleasure. She murmured my name, then louder, and louder, until she was screaming it.

She sat on top of me, gasping for air, shining with sweat, glowing with happiness.