Memories of '78
Memories of '78
As an elderly gentleman, I sometimes look back in time. Let me tell you about my zipless fuck, as the term was at the time. I had been in Stockholm, Sweden and were heading back to Uppsala in my red Alfa Romeo late in the evening, whem I spotted a girl walking in the chilly summer night with a skirt, short as the British petrol pump attendants use to wear in 1968. I stopped and asked her if she wanted a ride.
She gladly accepted and I drove her to her house somewhere at the coast of Sweden. She was really cold, as I felt when I as if accidentally put my hand on her knee. She had been to a party and were heading for home. I was a little turned on by the warmth of her knee and thigh.
When we came to her house she said she would go in alone to get some money for my giving her a ride since her husband and k**s were asleep inside but I said I didn 't want any money. She said (this i true!): OK, I know what you want. Take me to the forest and I will suck you until you do not remember your own name. Naturally I followed her intructions and we ended up not in the forest but at a small harbour.
She sucked my cock and (for the first time in my life) I spurted into her mouth and she swallowed every drop. (It did not take very long either.) Then I said: But I want to fuck you also, and she was more than willing. We shed our clothes and I lowered (is that the right word?) the back rests of the seats and then I licked and sucked her juicy cunt until she came, loudly. And then I fucked her in several positions. (Sucking her is the best way to get the erection back again.) I fucked her ruthlessly and filled her with my cum. (This was before anyone had heard of AIDS, you know.)
The car windows were all misted over since it was an early summer morning about 4 am. Then we heard some knocking on the window. Turned out to be early 12-13 y.o. boys coming to fish. They wanted to know the time, but I knew, they had heard us fucking and wanted a glimpse of the girl. We got rid of them and then we told each other our first names, kind of formally, I remember. Anyway, I can't recall it today. I just remember she was a brunette and I had her lovely scent in my moustache (grown in '76 actually) all the way home and most of the next day. This is a good reason for facial hair ;-) She was maybe 2-3 years older than me - I was 28 - and had 4 c***dren. So when asked whether I have c***dren, I usually say: not to my knowledge, no, and smile a little, thinking of one of the most horny girls I have ever met.Memories of '78
As an elderly gentleman, I sometimes look back in time. Let me tell you about my zipless fuck, as the term was at the time. I had been in Stockholm, Sweden and were heading back to Uppsala in my red Alfa Romeo late in the evening, whem I spotted a girl walking in the chilly summer night with a skirt, short as the British petrol pump attendants use to wear in 1968. I stopped and asked her if she wanted a ride.
She gladly accepted and I drove her to her house somewhere at the coast of Sweden. She was really cold, as I felt when I as if accidentally put my hand on her knee. She had been to a party and were heading for home. I was a little turned on by the warmth of her knee and thigh.
When we came to her house she said she would go in alone to get some money for my giving her a ride since her husband and k**s were asleep inside but I said I didn 't want any money. She said (this i true!): OK, I know what you want. Take me to the forest and I will suck you until you do not remember your own name. Naturally I followed her intructions and we ended up not in the forest but at a small harbour.
She sucked my cock and (for the first time in my life) I spurted into her mouth and she swallowed every drop. (It did not take very long either.) Then I said: But I want to fuck you also, and she was more than willing. We shed our clothes and I lowered (is that the right word?) the back rests of the seats and then I licked and sucked her juicy cunt until she came, loudly. And then I fucked her in several positions. (Sucking her is the best way to get the erection back again.) I fucked her ruthlessly and filled her with my cum. (This was before anyone had heard of AIDS, you know.)
The car windows were all misted over since it was an early summer morning about 4 am. Then we heard some knocking on the window. Turned out to be early 12-13 y.o. boys coming to fish. They wanted to know the time, but I knew, they had heard us fucking and wanted a glimpse of the girl. We got rid of them and then we told each other our first names, kind of formally, I remember. Anyway, I can't recall it today. I just remember she was a brunette and I had her lovely scent in my moustache (grown in '76 actually) all the way home and most of the next day. This is a good reason for facial hair ;-) She was maybe 2-3 years older than me - I was 28 - and had 4 c***dren. So when asked whether I have c***dren, I usually say: not to my knowledge, no, and smile a little, thinking of one of the most horny girls I have ever met.
As an elderly gentleman, I sometimes look back in time. Let me tell you about my zipless fuck, as the term was at the time. I had been in Stockholm, Sweden and were heading back to Uppsala in my red Alfa Romeo late in the evening, whem I spotted a girl walking in the chilly summer night with a skirt, short as the British petrol pump attendants use to wear in 1968. I stopped and asked her if she wanted a ride.
She gladly accepted and I drove her to her house somewhere at the coast of Sweden. She was really cold, as I felt when I as if accidentally put my hand on her knee. She had been to a party and were heading for home. I was a little turned on by the warmth of her knee and thigh.
When we came to her house she said she would go in alone to get some money for my giving her a ride since her husband and k**s were asleep inside but I said I didn 't want any money. She said (this i true!): OK, I know what you want. Take me to the forest and I will suck you until you do not remember your own name. Naturally I followed her intructions and we ended up not in the forest but at a small harbour.
She sucked my cock and (for the first time in my life) I spurted into her mouth and she swallowed every drop. (It did not take very long either.) Then I said: But I want to fuck you also, and she was more than willing. We shed our clothes and I lowered (is that the right word?) the back rests of the seats and then I licked and sucked her juicy cunt until she came, loudly. And then I fucked her in several positions. (Sucking her is the best way to get the erection back again.) I fucked her ruthlessly and filled her with my cum. (This was before anyone had heard of AIDS, you know.)
The car windows were all misted over since it was an early summer morning about 4 am. Then we heard some knocking on the window. Turned out to be early 12-13 y.o. boys coming to fish. They wanted to know the time, but I knew, they had heard us fucking and wanted a glimpse of the girl. We got rid of them and then we told each other our first names, kind of formally, I remember. Anyway, I can't recall it today. I just remember she was a brunette and I had her lovely scent in my moustache (grown in '76 actually) all the way home and most of the next day. This is a good reason for facial hair ;-) She was maybe 2-3 years older than me - I was 28 - and had 4 c***dren. So when asked whether I have c***dren, I usually say: not to my knowledge, no, and smile a little, thinking of one of the most horny girls I have ever met.Memories of '78
As an elderly gentleman, I sometimes look back in time. Let me tell you about my zipless fuck, as the term was at the time. I had been in Stockholm, Sweden and were heading back to Uppsala in my red Alfa Romeo late in the evening, whem I spotted a girl walking in the chilly summer night with a skirt, short as the British petrol pump attendants use to wear in 1968. I stopped and asked her if she wanted a ride.
She gladly accepted and I drove her to her house somewhere at the coast of Sweden. She was really cold, as I felt when I as if accidentally put my hand on her knee. She had been to a party and were heading for home. I was a little turned on by the warmth of her knee and thigh.
When we came to her house she said she would go in alone to get some money for my giving her a ride since her husband and k**s were asleep inside but I said I didn 't want any money. She said (this i true!): OK, I know what you want. Take me to the forest and I will suck you until you do not remember your own name. Naturally I followed her intructions and we ended up not in the forest but at a small harbour.
She sucked my cock and (for the first time in my life) I spurted into her mouth and she swallowed every drop. (It did not take very long either.) Then I said: But I want to fuck you also, and she was more than willing. We shed our clothes and I lowered (is that the right word?) the back rests of the seats and then I licked and sucked her juicy cunt until she came, loudly. And then I fucked her in several positions. (Sucking her is the best way to get the erection back again.) I fucked her ruthlessly and filled her with my cum. (This was before anyone had heard of AIDS, you know.)
The car windows were all misted over since it was an early summer morning about 4 am. Then we heard some knocking on the window. Turned out to be early 12-13 y.o. boys coming to fish. They wanted to know the time, but I knew, they had heard us fucking and wanted a glimpse of the girl. We got rid of them and then we told each other our first names, kind of formally, I remember. Anyway, I can't recall it today. I just remember she was a brunette and I had her lovely scent in my moustache (grown in '76 actually) all the way home and most of the next day. This is a good reason for facial hair ;-) She was maybe 2-3 years older than me - I was 28 - and had 4 c***dren. So when asked whether I have c***dren, I usually say: not to my knowledge, no, and smile a little, thinking of one of the most horny girls I have ever met.
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