Christening the car (m/f) | 2016

So this girl i met i while ago, lets call her Katara, came to my town for a little booty call, she was staying with some family down the road from me. Anyways enough with the logistics, we had no where else to go, so i decided it was time to christen the car, a good old fashion baptism. So i drive round to Katara's to pick her up and her Aunty, lets call her Sonya, was there and she'd had a few of those alcoholic wine beverages. So i get in the house say hello, greeted by a weird, very weird hug by Sonya followed by a slightly suspicious hug to Katara, the girl im actually there to see. After about 20 minutes of small talk i finally got the three of us moving from the back yard that had just been renovated towards the front door, however doing so for some reason made Sonya feel obliged to help me make my way to the front door, by her left hand on the right side of rib cage (slowly moving up and down) and her right hand on my right bicep. To cut that story short i was a little 'weird-ed' out by Sonya's acts and when Katara and i finally got out of there we were so keen for it we didn't make it to our initial christening destination.

So we get to this little hide away, skip the small talk, jump in the back seat and start going at it, one thing led to another we are both taking peices of clothing off. Before we know it we are going at it, thrusting away, anyways we've been going at it for about 10 minutes now when we feel the vibration of Katara's phone under us, guess who, Sonya... asking what base we were at? By this stage im imagining her absolutely smashed sitting at home waiting for me to drop Katara home so she can rape me. Anyways i get the job done, well for me anyway, we get the cloths back on and then proceed with the awkward 'post sex talk', it had to be up there in my top 5.

We get back to her family's place, we walk in and me being a tad scared and overwhelmed at Sonya's efforts am keen to get the fuck out of there as soon as i can. Sonya is waiting at the door, she runs up hugs me and gives us both that look as if to say 'have you got the cocaine' whilst nodding. With another 30 minutes of small talk i finally get moving to the front door again, assisted of course by the lovely hands of Sonya, one on my left bicep and one moving slowly but ever so tenderly on my lower back. i'm talking lower 'lower' back, like the top of my ass. I get to the front door and say 'well thanks for having me i better get going, got things to do', Sonya in pain begs me to stay longer then proceeds to place her hands on the stubble of my neck and tell me that 'one day i'll be apart of this family'. I mean that was the fucken game changer for me, but no, the final straw was when she kissed me on the cheek, not one of those kisses you give to a family member around christmas time, i felt the outline of both her lips, top and bottom as they sucked the side of my face gently. Anyways i got the fuck out of there and cried myself to sleep.

One of the most awkward moments of my entire life, i was speechless, all a true story haha.