I was in my 20’s--about 30 years ago--and a couple of years into my current relationship with my main
significant other, who’s always given me a long leash
I had a thing that lasted about a month or so with a classmate attending the San Francisco design school I went to after graduating from Cal. She was a cutie from “back east,” having come out to California with her boyfriend, and her brother (also a cutie who found love in the form of some fellow he met in “The City”).
Anyway, she and I were banging away, scrunched up in the front seat of my Datsun F-10 wagon which was parked in the small parking lot outside my SO’s apartment complex. It was cold and I think we did just enough with our clothes to get the dick in. Seeing as it was a “spur of the moment" move, we just crept out of the apartment and into the car, and were going “commando” so she just lifted her skirt, and I undid the buttons on my 501s. The vinyl seats were freezing and the long coat she was wearing served as something more comfortable to have her bare butt against.
So I’m “hittin’ it” and we’re thrusting against each other in rhythm, and right as the first spurts of jizz started squirting, one of us missed a beat, and I ended up shooting my load all over her ass and coat!
Sad thing was that was the last time we fucked, and that and our first time are the only ones I remember out of the countless times we did it during that fun little month we had.