3 comments/ 96495 views/ 7 favorites A Year Of First Times Ch. 01 By: Theeeeee1 1969 – A Year of First Times Part 1 1969 did not promise to be a memorable year when it was ushered in on January 1st, but I was wrong. I would begin dating Victoria (I call her Torrie.) for a second time in early spring, graduate from high school in June, start college in September and become engaged at Christmas. The year is most memorable for me because in addition to the other things I mentioned; I would enjoy an in-depth exploration of the joys and pleasures of sex beginning in the spring of the year. 1969 turned out to be a very good year. January through March were simply your run-of-the-mill months for an 18-year-old boy with nothing exciting happening in his life. The only things going on were school, homework, which I rarely did, and hunting. I did not date. I had absolutely no social life. The only thing I had to look forward to socially were occasional telephone conversations with a former girlfriend. Torrie was a beautiful girl I had dated for several months in 1968 when she was a senior and I was a junior in high school. At the end of summer after she graduated, we had a parting of our ways. Even though we talked on the telephone throughout the fall and winter, I had not seen her in six or seven months. One evening while we were talking in mid-April, we decided to take a chance on seeing each other again and made a date for the following Friday. I was more than a little anxious when I arrived at Torrie’ house for our date but those feeling quickly went away when she answered the door. She looked as beautiful as I remembered as she invited me in. Just like when we dated the previous year, we sat in her parent’s living room and talked before going out. Soon after leaving her house we ended up parked near an elementary school not far from where she lived. We went there so we could talk without anyone around. The dirt road we parked on did not look like it was traveled very often so we weren’t worried about being disturbed. Immediately we moved from the front bucket seats to the back seat where we would be more comfortable. I guess going parking while it was still daylight and getting in the back seat should have surprised me but I didn’t give it a second thought at that time. I sat there with my feet propped on the back of the front passenger seat while Torrie sat leaning against my legs facing me as we talked. We continued talking for a long time before I had the nerve to pull Torrie close and kiss her lightly. For all those many months we had been apart, I had missed kissing her soft lips. Holding each other close, we continued kissing. Soon our lips parted and our tongues renewed a friendship I had been afraid was lost forever. Even after the sun had set, the evening remained brightly lit by a full moon. We continued kissing for what seemed like hours before I moved my hand from Torrie’ back and lightly touched her right breast. We continued kissing even though she immediately moved my hand from her breast. You have to understand, when we had dated the previous year I had never touched her intimately. But that night I didn’t accept her rejection. I soon put my hand back on her breast. “Stop! Don’t do that.” Torrie said as she moved back away from me. “If you love me, you’ll let me.” I said softly as I pulled her close, kissed her deeply and returned my hand to her breast. Torrie moved my hand again but I put it back. This continued for quite a while before she gave in. Finally, I could feel Torrie tense-up as I touched her breast but she allowed my hand to remain. After a time of enjoying the firmness of her right breast, I touched her left one. Again I could feel her body tense but she didn’t stop me. She allowed me to continue touching her breasts through her clothes. Before long I reached behind Torrie. Finding the zipper of her dress, I began to move it down. “Stop! You’re not going to unzip my dress. Zip it up now!” Torrie demanded as she sat straight up. “If you love me, you’ll let me. I just want to touch you back.” I said softly as I moved the zipper lower and lower until it was completely unzipped. “No! If I let you unzip my dress, you’ll only want more and more. Zip it up now!” she demanded again. My only response was to pull her close and kiss her deeply. Torrie was very tense but I could feel her gradually relax as we continued kissing and I lightly touched her shoulders and back. Gradually I quit kissing her lips and kissed lower and lower down her neck until I was kissing her shoulders. Ever so slowly, I pulled the dress off her shoulders and slightly down her arms so I had complete access to kiss her soft neck and shoulders. “That’s enough. It’s not coming off anymore than this.” Torrie warned me as I continued kissing her soft neck and shoulders. “Take your arms out.” I whispered. “No!” she said. “If you love me, you’ll do it.” I responded as I slowly pulled the dress down. Reluctantly she let me pull it down until it was around her waist. Torrie was now naked from the waist up except for a plain white bra. Having almost no experience unfastening a bra, all I could do was fumble with the hooks as I pulled her close. I began struggling to remove the final article of clothing that prevented me from seeing her breasts for the first time. I continued struggling for what seemed like an eternity before she sat up straight, looked me in the eyes and smiled slightly. First she slipped the right bra strap off her shoulder, then the left; finally, she lowered the cups totally exposing her breasts. “Is that good enough?” she knowingly asked. “Your breasts are so are beautiful. Take your bra all the way off.” I replied as I gazed at her pale breasts. “The hook is broken and it’s fastened with a safety pin. I might not be able to get it back on.” Torrie said. “I’ll help you with the pin if you need for me to. Take it all the way off. Okay?” I said in a reassuring manner. That ended the discussion. Torrie took her bra off and placed it on the seat near her feet. Finally, my persistence had won out over her reluctance. She was sitting there in the bright moonlight with her breasts exposed to my eyes for the first time. Her skin appeared soft and fair. Her breasts were firm with light brown nipples. Leaning forward I kissed first one breast and then the other. I don’t know if it was sexual excitement, the evening breeze or my mouth and tongue enjoying each one but ever so slowly Torrie’ nipples hardened. They were not the first breasts I had seen, touched and sucked on but they were certainly the finest. They were the kind of breasts a teenage boy would describe to his ‘locker room’ friends as ‘great titties.’ That evening we kissed, hugged, and after she had let me partially undress her, Torrie allowed me to freely enjoy the touch, taste and softness of her breasts. All too soon the evening had to come to an end. She was able to redress without the help I had promised her. She did everything by herself except zip-up her dress. “Now will you zip-up my dress?” Torrie asked as she turned her back to me and looked over her shoulder with a slight smile. “I really don’t want to but I will.” I replied as she sat there waiting. Reaching for the zipper, I reluctantly re-zipped her dress. “Thank you.” she politely said. After her clothes were back in place, we returned to the front seats and I drove Torrie home. Along the way we agreed to go out on another date the next weekend. When we arrived at her house, I walked her to the door and kissed her goodnight before beginning the ‘long’ drive home with a terribly uncomfortable ‘hard-on.’ Before I got home, I stopped in the parking lot of a closed store to seek some relief from my ‘blue balls.’ After releasing my erect dick from my pants and briefs, I took the situation ‘in hand.’ It only took a few slow strokes before I shot cum all over my hand, pants and the steering wheel. After retrieving some napkins from the glove compartment, I cleaned up the sticky mess as best I could before going straight home and to bed. To be continued… A Year Of First Times Ch. 02 Over the next few weeks, Torrie and I talked on the telephone nearly every day and we dated every Wednesday, Friday and Sunday evening. Not only did our personal dating relationship deepen during this time but our level of physical intimacy deepened as well. Before I go any further, let me tell you more about Torrie. She was an 18 year-old beauty with long blond hair, green eyes and long shapely legs that went ‘all the way up’ to a beautiful, perfectly shaped ass. Her ass was a great asset to her tall beautiful body. She was slim yet not skinny. Her skin was soft and fair. She had the firmest, most tempting breasts I had ever seen anywhere - even in ‘girlie’ magazines. Her breasts were crowned with soft, light brown nipples that always got and stayed hard when I touched or sucked on them. As I would find out some weeks later, she had a sweet tasting pussy that was covered with soft blond curls. Torrie was simply a perfect 18 year-old. Each date since our ‘second first date’ a few weeks before, after we went to a movie, got something to eat, rode around or visited with friends, we always went parking for a time. Sometimes we would only park for a few minutes. Sometimes we spent the entire evening parking. Whatever time we had left before I had to take Torrie home, we would spend alone parked in a secluded area. Naturally, it seemed that each time we went parking, our inhibitions disappeared more and more. By the time I had graduated in June, each time we spent the entire evening parking both of us would end up completely undressed except for Torrie’ panties and my briefs. For some reason I never understood she always wanted us to keep our underwear on. It wasn’t to keep us from touching each other because Torrie would allow me to rub her pussy through her panties. Many evenings she would let me slip my hand inside her panties where I could feel her wetness. Most of the time Torrie would rub my erection through my briefs. Once-in-a-while she would even allow my dick to slip out of my briefs then she would jack me off. But I would always stop her before I would cum. She was only the second girl to touch my dick since I grew out of diapers. (The first was a little girl I played ‘doctor’ with when I was a young child.) Although I always assumed I was the first boy Torrie had ever touched, I found out a few years later my dick wasn’t the first one she had wrapped her long fingers around. One humid Friday evening in mid-June, we were parked in the woods behind a partially completed housing area not far from where either of us lived. We had been kissing, touching and enjoying each other’s body for most of the evening. As usual we were in the back seat and both of us were undressed down to her panties and my briefs. The front seats were moved all the way forward giving us as much room as possible. Torrie was lying across the back seat and I was sitting in the floor next to her. The time had finally come for me to hopefully initiate a bold change. Before she realized what I was doing, I pushed my briefs down around my ankles and kicked them completely off. This was the first time I had ever been completely naked when we were together. “What are you doing?” Torrie asked as she lay in the dark, realizing I was moving about. “Here. You’ll see. Give my your hand. Let me show you.” I replied as I took her hand and guided it to my exposed balls and erect dick. “Where are you underwear?” she asked with a surprised tone in her voice. “It was time for them to come off, so I took them off.” I said in a matter-of-fact way. Neither of us said anything else was said as she curled her warm fingers around my dick and began to stroke up and down. For the first time she had complete freedom to rub my dick and balls without my briefs being in the way. She seemed to like the change and took advantage of it. At that moment, I wasn’t thinking about the consequences of her rubbing me. I was simply focused on the intense pleasure her ‘hand-job’ was bringing me. Suddenly, a strong feeling alarmed me. It was a feeling that I knew very well. There was a pressure building in my balls. I knew it was too late to stop what was about to happen. “You’ve got to stop!” I hurriedly said. “Why? Don’t you like this?” she questioned. “Stop for a minute.” I said as I made her move her hand but it was too late. Almost immediately I began shooting what seemed like a gallon of cum down my leg and onto the car’s carpet. I was so embarrassed because, to the best of my knowledge, this was the first time either of us had ever had an orgasm while we were together. At least it was the first time for me. I really didn’t know what to do except to try to clean up the mess as best I could and hope Torrie didn’t realize what had happened. After using my briefs to clean off my leg, I stuffed them under the front seat. Then I insisted on us dressing and go riding around for the rest of the evening. After riding around for a short time, I took Torrie home, walked her to the door and kissed her goodnight knowing we had crossed another line we could never turn back from. I never did know if she knew what happened that evening because I never mentioned it to her. Torrie probably noticed something different. She might have even noticed the strong smell of cum. But even to this day I have never talked with her about the events of the evening. To be continued… A Year Of First Times Ch. 03 The following Sunday and Wednesday we went out on our normal dates. I was still so embarrassed about having cum Friday night, I found excuses for us to not go parking. By the next Friday, Torrie had started her period and I was ‘safe’ for the next week. Even though I dreaded the next time we would go parking, I wouldn’t change anything about the next Friday. It turned out to be an extraordinary evening for a red-blooded boy like me. I went to Torrie’ house at 7 PM just as I always did. After going in for a short visit with her Mother, we were off for the evening. This was one of those evening when we drove straight to our favorite parking place. It wasn’t even dark and there we were parked in the woods where we wouldn’t be disturbed. We both knew why we were there so without saying a word, Torrie took her shoes off, moved over onto the console that separated the bucket seats, leaned her seat forward and slipped into the backseat. After moving the passenger seat all the way forward, I took off my shoes, got out and moved my seat forward before getting in the back with her. Very soon we were enjoying kissing, hugging and touching each other. Our passion quickly increased. Our clothes began coming off almost as quickly. First, I took Torrie’ light summer dress off and tossed it in the front seat. This revealed her beautiful body, covered only by her white panties and bra. We continued kissing as I began to fumble with the hooks of her bra and she unbuttoned my shirt. I was still struggling with the bra hooks as she unfastened the waist of my pants. Slowly she pulled the zipper down allowing my erection to bulge forward. Breaking our kiss, Torrie sat back. First she allowed her bra straps to fall off her shoulders before reaching behind her to unfasten her bra which ended up in the front with her dress. “Is that better?” she asked with a knowing smile. “Yes.” was all I could manage to say as I sucked her right nipple into my mouth and began rolling the left one between my thumb and forefinger. “Quit! Be patient for a minute while I help you take your shirt and pants off.” Torie said as she pushed my mouth away and playfully slapped my hand. This was not unusual because most nights she would help me take my shirt and pants off. I sat up from the seat so she could get my shirt off and put it in the front with her dress and bra. “Now your pants!” Torrie seemed to demand. I raised up off the seat so she could pull my pants off. I really wasn’t ready for what she did next because not only did she pull my pants off, she pulled my briefs off at the same time and tossed both of them in the front with the rest of our clothes. Suddenly, I was sitting there with my hard dick pointing at the roof of my car. I was very embarrassed as I sat there naked. Sure I had been naked with her one other time but this was the first time when it was light. “That was certainly a surprise.” I managed to say. Torrie didn’t say a word as she turned on the seat and put one leg on either side of my outstretched legs. With her straddling my lap, we began kissing deeply. The touch of my dick against the thin material that covered her pussy was almost more that I could stand. She pressed closer and closer until she had my dick pressed against my stomach. Apparently enjoying the feeling, Torrie started rubbing up and down the length of my dick with her pussy. We continued kissing for a long time before I realized I was about to cum. In an effort to keep from embarrassing myself again, I quit kissing here long enough to whisper in her ear, “Let me take your panties off.” Torrie didn’t say a word as she moved off my lap. She still wouldn’t allow me to take her panties off. Instead, she slowly took them off herself. They immediately went in the front seat with our other clothes before she moved back to straddle my legs. I was now having ‘an extraordinary Friday evening.’ We were both completely naked. I could see her soft pubic hair and the outline of her spread pussy lips for the very first time. When our bodies pressed close again, I almost shot off at the touch of her wetness against my dick. The feeling was sensational as the swollen head of my dick moved between the smooth slick lips of her pussy. I’m not sure why I didn’t try to slip my dick into her wet opening. Instead of trying to fuck Torrie, I began slowly kissing my way down her body. I kissed her neck and shoulders. I sucked on her nipples and teased them with my tongue and teeth. Kissing across her stomach, I quickly came to her belly button which I gave a tongue bath and a slow tongue fucking. Kissing farther down I was soon looking straight at her pubic hair. Through her hair I could see the wetness on the pink folds of her pussy lips. The smell was intoxicating as I traced little designs in her soft hair with my tongue. Finally, I couldn’t stand it any longer. I thrust my tongue between her lips. Now I had tasted her pussy juices on my fingers in the past but this was much better. Moving my head farther between her legs I licked up and down her lips until I found the opening to her pussy. I wasn’t able to resist the temptation to stick my tongue deep into her. Torie held my head close to her pussy as I began tongue fucking her. The more I fucked, the wetter she became. As her juices soaked my face, she reached behind her back, took my dick in her hand and began to jack me off. She stroked slowly at first but the longer I tongue fucked her pussy the quicker her strokes became. I don’t know about Torrie but for me it quickly became too late to stop. It wasn’t long before I shot cum all over her hand and myself. Only this time I wasn’t embarrassed. Not long after that Torrie pushed my mouth away from her pussy and slowly moved off of my face. Turning around on the seat, she lay her head on my side and returned to rubbing my dick and balls. We lay there resting for a time before dressing in silence. We didn’t talk as I drove her home but I think she and I both knew we had crossed another one of those lines you can never turn back from. After walking Torrie to the door and kissing her goodnight, I went home and fell asleep very easily. To be continued… A Year Of First Times Ch. 04 Our sex life for the next two weeks was a little disappointing after our ‘extraordinary Friday date.’ We went parking and were intimate but not to the extent of my eating Torrie’ pussy. I had really enjoyed pleasing her with my mouth and was anxious to enjoy the taste of Torie again. On Sunday evening two weeks after our extraordinary date, Torrie and I went out riding around with our best friends, John and Mary. It was pretty late when we dropped them off at their car so we headed straight to Torrie’ house. On the way, we talked about not having much time. So instead of driving out in the country to our normal parking place, we parked behind a deserted farmhouse about a mile from where she lived. The yard was grown-up quite high and the house was far enough off the road we felt like we would be safe from interruptions and prying eyes. I turned my car around and parked in the high grass facing the highway just in case someone else decided to park there. We didn’t even bother to get in the back seat. After we both slid our seats all the way back, Torrie turned around on her seat so we were facing each other. Leaning over the console, we were able to hold each other and kiss in a reasonably comfortable manner. It wasn’t long before we were lost in our youthful lust. I unbuttoned her blouse, unhooked her bra and pushed it up so that her breasts were exposed to the touch of my hands and mouth. While I enjoyed the softness of her breasts, Torrie unbuttoned my shirt and unzipped my pants. I was surprised at how quickly she worked erection out of my briefs and began to stroke it. Pushing my mouth away from her breasts, she began to kiss my neck, shoulders and, surprisingly for me, my nipples. It was quite enjoyable as she kissed and teased me with her tongue. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes as I sat there enjoying the attention as she continued kissing my body. Just at that moment a car turned into the overgrown driveway and stopped. Their headlights lit up the inside of our car startling us both. Torie quickly sat up, pulled her bra down and her blouse together while I tried unsuccessfully to hide my exposed dick. As quickly as the car turned in, it backed out and drove away. “I’m glad they’re gone!” I said as I quit struggling to hide my dick. “Me too!” Torrie replied as she turned her blouse loose, leaned over and returned to flicking her tongue across my right nipple. I didn’t know what brought on this ‘new’ attentiveness or where it was going but I decided to find out. With my hand guiding her head, I began encouraging her to kiss lower and lower on my chest and stomach. Before long her head was so far down she licked my belly button and started tongue fucking it just like I had done to hers at different times. Torrie’ head was so low I could feel her hair as it brushed against my dick. I even thought I could feel her warm breath on my exposed private part. As she continued stroking my dick and kissing my stomach, I decided to take a chance. Softly I said, “Torrie, kiss my dick.” She either didn’t hear me or chose to ignore what I had said, so I repeated myself, “Torrie, kiss my dick.” Just like the first time when I had touched her breast, I could feel her body tense up at my suggestion. Instantly, she quit kissing me but she didn’t move her head away. Maybe she was thinking about my words. Maybe she wasn’t. I really didn’t know what to expect. I only knew what I hoped she would do. Repeating my request for the third time, I softly said, “Torrie, kiss my dick.” Reluctantly, Torrie lightly kissed the head before moving her mouth away. She returned to kissing my stomach. “Kiss it again.” I encouraged. This time she didn’t hesitate or tense up. Moving her mouth back to my dick head, there was a slightly longer kiss and she didn’t move her mouth away. Then without my saying or doing anything, there was a more lingering kiss and I felt her tongue lick across the head. Torrie must have tasted a drop of pre-cum that was there because she licked the head again like it was a lollypop. After the second lick, there was another lingering kiss followed by the beginning of indescribable pleasure. I could feel her lips come back into contact with the head and open ever so slightly allowing the tip to barely enter her mouth. I wanted more but I didn’t dare move. I impatiently waited to see what she was going to do. The wait was definitely worth it because her lips gradually parted more and more allowing my dick head to completely enter her mouth. Moving her hand, Torrie slowly sucked the length of my dick into her mouth until she couldn’t take any more. I was completely lost in the pleasure of the moment as her head began to slowly bob up and down in my lap. She would allow my dick to come almost all the way out of her mouth then she would suck it as far back in as she could. Of course this pleasure couldn’t last long. I was soon ready to cum. That was when I took another chance. I decided to cum in Torrie’ mouth. Then it happened. I began to cum. At first she seemed startled. I could feel her body tense up but she never quit sucking. She drank every drop of cum just as if she had been practicing all of her life to be a first class dick sucker. Torrie continued sucking even as my dick began to shrink in her mouth. Finally, the feeling was so intense, I had to make her to quit. Torrie had a slightly startled or surprised look on her face when she sat up. Without saying a word, she turned around on her seat and began to fasten her bra and button her blouse. The situation was a little tense for a moment. I wasn’t sure if she was upset about sucking my dick, me shooting cum into her mouth, if she was tired or if it were just my imagination. Leaning over I kissed her on the cheek and whispered, “I love you!” before buttoning my shirt, putting my spent dick back in my briefs and zipping my pants up. Like most nights we didn’t talk much on the way to her house. When we arrived I walked her to the door, told her “I love you.” Before I kissed her goodnight. When we kissed, I could taste my own cum for the first time. Walking back to the car, I realized how much harder it was becoming to leave Torrie and go home alone. To be continued… A Year Of First Times Ch. 05 As summer ended and the season shifted to a cool fall, Torrie and I continued going parking on a regular basis. Cool fall evenings turned into cold evenings but we always managed to keep each other warm when we were alone. December 5th was a sunny, cool day that turned cold immediately after sunset. By the time I arrived at Torrie’ parent’s house for our regular Friday date, the evening was very cold. When we left 30 minutes later, it had turned even colder. It was too cold to spend the evening parked but that’s what we decided to do. We didn’t care to ride around, see friends, go to a movie or get something to eat. We wanted to be alone. Since we had no where else to go, we could only be alone in a car parked in a secluded area. Leaving Torrie’ we didn’t drive to ‘our parking place.’ Instead we drove to an unpaved road in the back of the housing area where she lived. We had parked there several other evenings in previous months so we knew we wouldn’t be disturbed. At least we hoped we wouldn’t be disturbed because over the last few months our physical intimacy had gone to places it probably shouldn’t have. We had both been naked almost nightly on our dates. We had kissed and touched in just about every possible way. We had enjoyed oral sex. We had been sexually intimate in every way without having intercourse. There was no reason to think that night would be different and we certainly didn’t want anyone to catch us in an embarrassing situation. Of course, there had been a couple of times when we almost got caught with our ‘pants down.’ There was the night when Torrie sucked my dick for the first time and a car pulled into the driveway of the deserted farmhouse. (See Part 4) Then later in the same yard, I was lying across the back seat and Torrie was sitting beside me. We were both completely naked. Suddenly a car pulled directly in front of our car and stopped. Its headlights illuminated the interior of our car like it was daylight. There was nothing we could do except wait to see what happened. After a few moments, the car backed up and left. Maybe that was a final sign for us to not park there any more. One other time when we were going parking at ‘our parking spot,’ we noticed a fire deep in the woods. Instead of taking a chance, we parked in a cul-de-sacs where there were partially built houses. After about an hour we were shocked when a fire truck came out of the woods and slowly drove past our car. One of the firemen on the back of the truck shinned a bright spotlight into our car. We weren’t naked but I’m fairly certain the firemen got a good look at Torrie’ breasts before she could cover up. I know they enjoyed what they saw because there was a lot of hoops and hollers. I almost forgot about the night when Torrie and I drove to a nearby lake. When we arrived we parked on a deserted road to change clothes. Torrie changed clothes in the car. I stood outside and changed. Then we drove to the arcade. After parking we walked down the shoreline until we found a deserted dock to sit on. Walking to the end, we sat down. Over Torrie’ objections, I unfastened her top. The more I tried to interest her in an ‘early evening fuck,’ the more she protested. Finally, I gave up and refastened her top. Just then, the dock owner walked up and told us to leave. Even with my bulging erection, we left to find a place to sit, swim and ‘hopefully’ fuck. We had learned to be careful. So on that cold December night, we drove to where the road dead-ended. I turned the car around being careful not to get stuck in the loose sand. Turning the headlights off, I left only the parking and dash lights on. Then I moved the front seat as far back from the dash as possible. The night so cold I had to leave the engine running and the heater blowing on high so it wouldn’t get too cold in the car. My grandfather has died a few months earlier and as we parked I was reminded of why I was so glad my parents had decided not to sell his car. It was a ‘tank’ with a big front seat that was just right to ‘mess around’ in. The seat was so much bigger than the back seat of my car that many times I drove the ‘tank’ so Torrie and I would have the comfort of a large area to fuck and suck in. Torrie was already sitting close when I put my arm around her. Pulling her closer, I kissed her lips lightly. That light kiss led to a lingering kiss, which led to a more passionate kiss. Soon our tongues were involved in a slow erotic dance they knew well. As our tongues danced, I slipped my hand under Torrie’ skirt and began rubbing her legs, pussy and ass. As our passion grew, I reached under her sweater so I could touch her firm breasts. Her hard nipples strained against the material of her bra. It wasn’t long before I took Torrie’ sweater off and tossed it on the back seat. Next our shoes came off. Then Torrie unbuttoned my shirt exposing my chest. As we began freely exploring each other’s body, I took her skirt was off and tossed it in the back with the sweater leaving her sitting there in just her bra and panties. As always I was having trouble unfastening her bra when Torrie sat back in order to help me. Letting the straps slip off her shoulders and unfastening the hooks, my eyes were able to feast on her beautiful breasts. After tossing the bra on the back seat, she helped me take off my shirt. Then she put my shirt in the back with her clothes before unfastening my belt and unzipping my slacks. Torrie put her hand in my pants and began rubbing my growing dick as I alternated kissing and sucking on her breasts and nipples. While she continued rubbing my dick through my briefs, I had Torrie to raise up so I remove her panties. “Now take your pants off.” Torrie said as soon as she was completely naked. At that moment I wasn’t going to argue with her so I quickly pushed my slacks and briefs down below my knees. As I struggled to get them completely off, Torrie wrapped her fingers around my exposed dick and began to slowly jack me off. This made it very difficult for me to get the rest of my clothes off but I managed. Soon we were both naked. We didn’t have to explore each other too long before we ended up in what was one of my favorite positions. Torrie was lying across the seat with her head toward the driver’s side and I was lying beside her with my head toward the passenger side of the car. ‘69’ was not only a great year; it was a great position to be in. Torrie lay there with her legs spread giving me complete access to enjoy her pussy. As I buried my tongue deep between her pussy lips, I could feel Torrie lick up the length of my dick and across the tip several times before her lips encircled the head. Expertly she sucked me into her warm mouth. The taste and smell of Torrie’ pussy was intoxicating as I licked and tongue fucked her but unfortunately all of this pleasure would be over sooner than I wanted. It wasn’t long before a familiar feeling began to build in my balls. As she continued sucking my dick the feeling became stronger and stronger. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I would shoot globs of cum into her mouth. I tried to concentrate on tongue fucking her pussy but I couldn’t hold back and began to cum. She didn’t stop. She continued sucking as I shot off. Just like every other evening, she swallowed every drop before my semi-erect dick slipped from between her lips. I continued licking her pussy until she gently pushed me away and put her legs together. While I turned around, Torrie moved on the seat until her head and shoulders were directly behind the steering wheel. I moved over of her, kissing her deeply. I could taste my own cum and I’m sure she could taste her pussy juices as our tongues returned to their private dance. I began kissing down Torrie’ neck toward her shoulders and breasts. It didn’t take long for the kissing, touching and rubbing of our naked bodies together to cause my semi-erect dick to grow hard again. With my dick brushing against her leg, I kissed, sucked and licked down her body until I was kneeling over her legs. Suddenly, she surprised me when she shifted positions. She spread her legs leaving me kneeling between them. I don’t know what she expected. She probably expected me to eat her pussy again. Instead I moved my body close between her legs. It felt completely natural for us to continue kissing and to rub our pubic areas together. I could feel her legs holding me tight as our bodies pressed together. That’s when it happened. With no planning or forethought, I put my hand between us. Taking my dick in hand, I slowly rubbed the head up and down between Torrie’ wet pussy lips before stopping with the head resting against the opening to her ‘almost’ virgin pussy. Putting a slight amount of pressure on the opening, I moved my hand away and took a deep breath. I waited to see what her reaction would be. When she didn’t move away, I knew the time had come. As I pressed forward, she raised her hips to meet me. With one gentle push, I was all the way in her pussy for the first time. Slowly, I began to push in and out. The feeling was incredible. Torrie’ pussy seemed to welcome my dick each time I pushed into her. Soon I was about to cum again. Since we had never fucked before and hadn’t needed birth control before that moment, I had to decide what to do. Should I pull out and cum all over Torrie and the seat? Or should I continue to fuck her and cum inside her? For the second time that evening I did what came natural. I soon pushed as far into her as I could and shot-off deep inside her pussy. This time my dick didn’t stay semi-erect and soon shrank enough to slip out of her pussy. Because of our position behind the steering wheel, it was a struggle for me to move off of Torrie but I made it and sat at her feet against the passenger door. Torrie didn’t move. As she lay there with her legs apart, I reached over and began to lightly touch her soft blond pubic hair and the flesh of her lower belly. At first my eyes were fixed on her breasts, they seemed to swell with each breath she took. Then my eyes focused, in the dim light, on her pussy. Her pussy was obviously wet. In dimness, I could see cum trickling out of her. It was moving down between her ass cheeks and onto the cloth seat. A small wet spot was beginning to grow larger and larger as I sat there watching. I knew I would have to explain the stain to my parents but I really didn’t care. I would just tell them a half-truth. I would say that something was spilled on the seat. I just wouldn’t tell them it was cum spilling out of Torrie’ pussy. Torrie lay there brushing her fingertips over my hand and arm until she started getting cold. Realizing how late it was, we began to dress so I could take her home. We had just finished dressing when we saw car lights approaching. Quickly we changed places. Before the car got to where we were parked I drove off. We never knew who was in the other car and really didn’t care. We were just glad they didn’t show up 30 minutes sooner while we were enjoying the pleasures of the evening. It only took a couple of minutes for us to get to Torrie’ house. After walking her to the door and kissing her goodnight, I went home to bed by myself although I would have certainly preferred to stay with her. From then every time we went out we ended up touching, sucking or fucking like a couple of teenagers in heat. Of course, that’s what we were. We were two teenagers in love, who had learned to enjoy each other sexually. At Christmas, we became engaged with the understanding we would wait at least a year before we got married. We were only kidding ourselves because we were married two months later. Over the years, I had a close encounter with my sister and a couple of touchy-feely relationships with close ‘lady friends.’ I’ve even had two ‘love affairs’ with very special women that lasted for several months each time. By her own admission, Torrie has been less than faithful. She too has enjoyed touchy-feely encounters with ‘friends’ that included touching, kissing and ‘given the situation’ (Her description.) giving and receiving oral sex. Although I’m really not sure how many, Torrie told me she has had ‘more than one,’ what I’ll call, ‘one time fucks.’ She even admitted playing touchy-feely-kissie with another woman on at least one occasion. Still, she denies having any satisfying or long lasting relationships. I wonder if that’s true. The years have been good to us. We’ve been married 33 years and we have definitely had ups and downs in our marriage. I’m glad we’ve always been able to work through anything that came up and I look forward to spending many more years married to the young girl I grew up with. Maybe I’ll write about some of our other memorable sexual experiences in the future. No maybe about it, I am going to write about them and I’ll simply title them ‘Life with Torrie – Part?’ Don’t forget everything I write will be the memories of a horny teenage boy that grew-up to be a horny old man. I hope you’ll read and enjoy them as much as I will when I remember and write about them. You can read about ‘Life with Torrie’ in ‘Loving Wives’ stories.