I got married young, and took classes at a local college in the evenings. The campus layout here is several building throughout the middle of downtown. Theres several parking garages all throughout.

We had been warned for a few weeks about some guy that liked to expose himself in the garages to girls going to their cars. I didn't think anything of it, till I ran in to him.

He was much older, skinny and had kinda gray scraggly hair and a beard. He exposed himself and I don't know what went through my head. Nothing, to be honest. I just looked at him. I wasn't scared or disgusted or anything. Then, I went over to him. He just stood there. Never said a word.

I touched his cock, stroked it, and he got very very hard. I remember his cock very well to this day. He wasn't huge or anything, but had a wonderful upwards curve and a thick, wide head. I got on my knees and started sucking this strange old mans cock right there.

After a few minutes, there was some noises. Other people I guess coming to that area of the parking deck. I took his hand and led him to my car, a smallish suv. I opened the back door and gestured for him to get in. He did, I followed.

Once more, with no thought at all about just what the hell was going through my head, I straddled him. I was wearing a sun dress, white and yellow. I unbuttoned it completely, slid my panties to the side and slid him inside me. That wonderful curve and thick head hit just right and it felt amazing. I rode him hard, he still never made a sound. He did squeeze and suck my breasts though. I came several times in quick succession, and he came inside me. I remember afterwards sitting there on his cock, leaning against him and saying something like 'Fuck that was great' and still he never said a word. Just looked at me.

Once the coast was clear, I ushered him out the car and fixed my dress then drove home to my husband.