In My Bud’s Car

My friend gave me his keys; and then I took her hand. It was near the end of high school and she was definitely my high school sweetheart.

We closed the doors and she hopped on me.  I knew she had been with someone before but I wanted to exceed her expectations. 

I stayed like a throbbing rock inside of her for two hours. She was sweetly moaning and smiling all the while.  I'm sure my face looked like I was trying to solve an advanced algebra problem, overly focused. But she was surely looked cute enough for both of us.

I remember it felt good, but I remember even more how determined I was to satisfy her.

I was still erect after two hours in perfect warmth; when my two friends from the school dance came outside and began jumping on the hood of the car. 

We were laughing loudly, blushing and putting on our clothes.