I met Daphne when I was in college, a few years ago. She was a little blond, a bit chunky but not really fat who was – and still is I guess – a few years younger than myself.

Her claim to fame was that she played the bagpipes- yes the bagpipes – in a local Scottish Pipes and Drums band. This means that she had excellent lung capacity!

Daphne is about 5’ 3’’, maybe 120, 125 pounds with smallish tits, still proportionate, and a not-quite-pretty face. She always wore baggy clothes so it was difficult to gauge the quality of her ass and legs.

We had been friends for months, and I never had the intention of fucking her, but loneliness coupled with a lot of beer can make strange things happen!

We started off at the local bar on Thursday night, as usual, except that my usual posse was not there – it was just me and her. We started drinking, soon becoming very loopy, and I don’t know how but eventually we started kissing. She was a surprisingly good kisser, and in my state of inebriation she looked and felt pretty hot. We polished off a couple of pitchers, then decided that it would be a good idea to head to the local dive, since it was 2-for-1 on Rum and Coke on Thursdays and being college students, we were always close to broke.

We got there and kept drinking, for what seemed like hours, and kissing and groping each other, all in full view of the other patrons. Most of them knew me, as well as the staff, so I was sure to hear about this!

After a while, it was decided that I would “drive her home”. Now I had been drinking heavily, so driving was perhaps not the best idea, but we got to my car anyways.

If any of you are familiar with the early 90’ Ford Thunderbird models, you’ll remember that the back seat was pretty much non-existent. We stayed in the front seats and kept kissing, and soon I had her delightful little tits out and in my hands. It was pretty cold and Daphne was clearly excited, so her little nipples were already very hard. Before I could say anything, she dove for my cock, undid my pants and started sucking my meat like there was no tomorrow, her agile tongue running the length of my cock and her nimble little hands cupping and massaging my balls.

Truth be told, I had not expected this to go this fart, this quick, but I enjoyed her warm mouth around my penis nonetheless. I was pretty much unprepared for what happened next.

After sucking my cock for about 10 minutes, Daphne took off her pants – remember, I am sitting in the DRIVER’S SEAT – a bucket seat – of my dad’s car! – and climbed on top of me, drunkenly but unerringly guiding my cock to her already-wet pussy. I grabbed her ass and stopped her impaling herself, and fumbled in my jacket for the emergency condom, which I managed to slip on unbroken over her protests that she wanted to get fucked.
As soon as the condom was on, I let her go and she sat down on my cock all the way – it hurt quite a bit! – and started rocking back and forth, moaning in my ears. I grabbed and spread her ass, my fingers finding her tight little ass and I started fingering her as she fucked herself on my cock.

She was really enjoying the ride if her cries and whimpers of appreciation were any indication! Not so much for me, as the driver’s seat of a T-bird is not exactly the best place to fuck! Eventually, I came inside her – inside the condom – after bringing her off several times by my count, and I threw the rubber full of my cum on the sidewalk through the window.

Of course, even after a vigorous fuck, I was still in no shape to drive, and I told Daphne so. She was a “little disappointed” that I could not drive her, but seemed to understand, and she took the bus to go home, probably an hour away.

I got out of the car and walked to a friend’s house, where after enjoying a cigarette and a delicious 18-year old Scotch (a “nightcap”) I blessedly fell asleep on the couch.

I saw Daphne the next day at school, and in the months following had several occasions to renew our “acquaintance”, so to speak, but after graduation we kind of lost touch.

Oh well.