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I am a happily married, ordinary, middle aged guy. I have an ordinary
middle aged life with the house; the children; the cat; the
community;etc. I also have had an interesting sex life. Nobody knows
everything I¹ve done. There is a part of me that wants to be known. The
Internet affords me an opportunity to cater to exhibitionism and let all
us voyeurs watch as I replay My Sex Life.
All of the stories written here are true. It¹s been spiced up where
necessary to hold the interest of the reader, but the events as portrayed
actually happened.
*If you would like to comment on; reply to; or...whatever(in Central
Minnesota or nearby Wisconsin), - E-mail me at: IM_sub@hotmail.com. I
am interested in feedback.
The same acquiescence that let Doyle, my brothers and their friends use
me, combined with my own craving for sex seemed to play against me in my
relationships with girls. I was a good friend , but I was either a
passive (ie: scared, nervous) date or too overtly sexual. I would rub up
against a girl while slow dancing trying to feel her breasts or trying to
get her to feel my erection through my pants. I never had the nerve or
the knowledge to do anything else about it and therefore, in retrospect, I
acted like a smarmy little pervert, trying to cop a feel or ³rub² a girl.
Girls still thought I was a nice guy (I was day to day), but not
necessarily as a boyfriend. I always had sweaty palms when holding hands
and kissed ³too hard² on those good night kisses at the door. One girl
friend that I dated, an innocent at that time, told me years later that
she was afraid that I was going to rape her at the door, based on the way
I crushed my lips against hers.
I had either lust or friendship on my mind, but very little romance.
I kept on playing my naked masturbation games through 1970 into my
junior year of high school.
In the winter / spring of 1971, I was 17 years old and becoming more
comfortable with myself.
I mustered up enough courage to start going out with Dawn, a really
beautiful girl who was playing a minor lead opposite me in the school
musical. She dated me and seemed to like me, even though she was a senior
and year older than I.
She was about 5¹ 6² tall, (I was about 6 foot tall now) and had a very
cute body. Long straight, dirty blond hair, a round face with big hazel
eyes and nice lips. Her breasts were pert and medium sized, just right on
her thin, shapely body. She had nice hips and an ass that she wiggled
when she wanted it to. She wanted to be a clothing designer. So her
clothing was classy and sexy. She would wear dresses slit down the leg
that were more enticing that mini skirts. She had loose tops that made
you look, wondering if she was naked underneath. She looked hot. I
found out in time that she liked me because she thought I was smart.
(Although I was more mature by this time, having gone through puberty,
talled up and thinned out a little.) I still wore glasses, but my hair
was a normal length and I had started wearing suits and ties to school or
other odd looking, but otherwise normal clothes. I was getting into the
weirdness of being ³in the sixties² in 1971. (I had seen ³Hair² the year
before and I wanted desperately to be a ³hippie,² but there was no one,
zilch, who dressed or acted like that in our community.)
In spite of her alluring body and clothes, Dawn and I progressed slowly
- I was afraid that if I insulted such a beautiful girl, I would be
history. After a few months of dating and then passionate kissing ( I
learned about tongues) at parties and on dates, I started trying to get
her bra off. I spent some time in that dark little room in the Dun with
Dawn making out, pawing her breasts and unsuccessfully trying to free
them. Then the end of spring came and we started going to drive in
movies. My sex life picked up speed.
One week after a hot, horny and hard session in the front seat of my
mom¹s car with Dawn, still ineffectually trying to remove her bra, I went
on a church retreat . We were at another church and all of us were
staying in the classrooms in sleeping bags, boys and girls together. I
woke up late at night when everyone else was sleeping and, true to form, I
got up and started sneaking around in only my underwear. I was in the
church, behind the altar, thinking about taking off my underwear and
beating off when Dale walked in.
Dale was a big girl who had a crush on me. I had known her most of my
life and we had gone out a couple of times over the years. She really,
really liked me. But she was pretty fat (healthy, very attractive
freckled face, wavy black hair, smooth skin and 16 years old, but fat -
youth indeed is wasted on the young) and I did not want to pursue her.
Every so often, she attempted to pursue me.
She was wearing an oversize buttoned up shirt as pajamas. She saw me
standing behind the altar and managed to looked bewildered, shocked and
intrigued.
³What are you doing, Greg?² she asked.
³Just walking around,² I said, stepping out so that she could see that
I had my underwear on. (It was important in my odd thought pattern just
then that she had not caught me ³naked.²)
³In your underwear? What if somebody sees you?² she queried, walking
up into the altar area.
³What are you doing up?² I countered, defensively
³I saw you get up,² she said coyly. ³I thought I¹d see what you were
up to...²
³Well, OK,² I said, anxiously now. She had walked up and was standing
in front of me. I felt a stirring in my loins at this illicit situation.
Then she tilted her head back and closed her eyes, just like this was some
kind of movie or novel! This was not untypical of her as she had a
peculiar romantic streak in her, but it was intriguing....
What could I do? I kissed her, her mouth instantly opening. I slipped
my tongue inside and she responded with her tongue. My cock stiffened
immediately and I hugged her to me pressing my hardening manhood against
her leg. This was incredible! I had never been in a hot kiss with Dale
before, and certainly not when I was half naked!
I was getting hotter and bigger as we continued exchanging tongues. My
hands were feeling her big ass through the fabric of her shirt and I was
practically humping her leg when she broke away and breathed, ³What if
someone comes in?²
I saw no chance of that, but I took her hand anyway and led her behind
the altar, where I had been standing before.
³No one can see us here,² I said, sliding down the wall, facing the
altar, my hand in hers. My dick was sticking out, making a tent in my
shorts, obviously inflamed and needy, but I didn¹t care. My ordinary fear
that she would see my hard on and get scared was replaced by a brazen
lust. I invited her with a smile.
She gave me a warm look and sat down beside me. I instantly started
kissing her again, laying her down on the stone floor. My mouth moved
from her lips to her neck, licking her, nibbling at her throat. My hands
were at her shirt front, at her breasts. She didn¹t try to stop me.
Oh man! After a couple of months of being denied by Dawn, this was
really hot! I alternately fumbled with her buttons and massaged her large
breasts, feeling her nipples come to life beneath the fabric, continuing
to move my mouth from her throat to her lips to her tongue to her face.
She was moving her chest in response to my roving hands and seemed to be
enjoying the attention.
She didn¹t seem to notice as I unbuttoned each button. But she had to
know when I was half way down and I slipped my hand onto her naked flesh,
exposing one huge breast. She still didn¹t stop me! I cupped the hard
nipple in my hand, a sensual electricity running from her breast down to
my burning groin. I frantically unbuttoned the rest of her shirt and
pushed it open. Her bare breasts were exposed in their young purity. I
was probably the first boy to ever fondle her perfect mounds. I was in
awe. With her shirt spread on the floor, she was naked except for her
beige panties. Her fat body was flattened as she lay on the floor. Her
smooth, white flesh was flawless. Her tummy was a virgin territory that
rolled down to her belly button, a growth of black hair starting below it
and increasing until it disappeared under he panties.
She had magnificent breasts with large, dark nipples. They were huge
and well rounded. They were wet dreams that stood straight up from her
body, sagging not at all - they were incredible! I licked at her hard
nipples, filling my mouth with her firm teats, wetting her aureoles with
my saliva. My hands kneaded the fleshy sides of her tits, sliding over
her pointy tips, back down to her shoulders, her shirt, her back. My
heart was pounding and my dick was throbbing.
³Oh, yes Greg,² she murmured. ³ Oh yes Greg, that¹s so nice. Oh, Greg,
I love you.²
She sounded so hot and turned on. Her body writhed with mine as I
rubbed my steel hard erection against her on the church floor, the cold
stone sending little chills to counteract our heat. I continued to knead
one massive breast with one hand, my mouth fastened on her other burning
nipple. With the other hand, I moved down to her stomach, massaging her
flesh, creeping toward her panties. I felt the black curls of her hairy
bush peeking out, and I slid my hand over her crotch.
She moaned and she pushed her hot, adolescent pussy against my hand.
Oh God, I could feel that she was so wet; her panties were wet!
The thought overwhelmed my senses and I felt myself being drawn
farther into an inferno of lust.
Dale promptly grabbed my hand as I began to try and slide my fingers
into her moist panty leg and breathed out, ³No, you can¹t.²
I covered her mouth with mine, slid my tongue in to mix my saliva with
hers, and my fingers renewed their assault.
³No!² she moaned into my mouth. She held my hand and pulled it away
away, ³Not until we¹re married.²
I groaned with longing and went back to working on her tits, licking
and sucking the huge mounds, massaging and squeezing them with my hands.
I started to move my body over her leg, rubbing my aching dick through my
underwear on her naked flesh
This didn¹t seem to bother her. She started running her hands up my
back and down to my ass, finally pulling me to her groin as I settled in
between her legs, opening her oversize thighs to accommodate me. She
moved her hips with mine, grinding our two crotches together, her juices
working their way into the front of my underwear. I could smell her now,
her hot sex smell permeating the altar area. I humped my hard pole on her
wet pubis mound in such a way that my prick was uncovered, sticking out
the top of my underwear. I rubbed myself up and down her vaginal crack
through her panties, touching the naked flesh of her belly with my meat
and then sliding down again onto her sopping wet panties. I could feel
her young flesh underneath mine, our almost naked bodies rubbing
together. My mouth was on hers, my chest crushing her great tits. I felt
her rigid nipples pressing into my bare flesh. The world was a white
noise of mammoth breasts, vibrating nipples, tongues and wet cunt. I felt
my chafing cock swell to an agonizing orgasm. Her hips were pounding into
my bursting rod.
³Ohhh. Ohhh, Greg, I love you,² she moaned in passion.
³Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh,² I pressed against her wetness as I came, my pulsing
dick shooting a load of sperm onto her steamy crotch.
³Unnhhhhh,² I jerked as another spurt of cum landed on her belly. I
kept on rubbing my cum spewing prick against Dale¹s wet panty clad pussy
as I shuddered and twitched in pleasure.
When I was finally finished, I gave Dale a weak smile and moved off
her body. I didn¹t know what to do. There was cum on her belly and her
panties. It was sticking to my dick and underwear and was immediately
cold and slimy feeling. I came down from my high and I was mildly
embarrassed.
Dale, however seemed satisfied, and simply sat up and buttoned up her
shirt, closing it over our collective wetness. She looked at me
adoringly.
I got up nervously, pulling my cum stained underwear over my prick and
said, ³Uh, I gotta change.²
She remained on the floor, looked at my crotch, then back to my face
and smiled knowingly. ³Sure, I understand,² she said.
Becoming more unsure of myself, and feeling very soiled now, I fled the
altar.
The upshot of this event was that Dale now considered us engaged. She
really considered us engaged to be married. In her mind, the scene was a
courtship and a proposal and that was that.
It took some long verbiage and callous disregard for her feelings to
convince her otherwise. Eventually she was dissuaded and recovered. It
was a glorious fuck, even though it wasn¹t, quite. She had beautiful
breasts.
Early Summer, 1971, 17 yrs. old
The next week, I finally got Dawn¹s bra off at a drive in movie.
We were engaged in our usual embrace. I started off casually, my arm
around her. She settled back into me and I started nuzzling her cheeks
with my lips, lightly kissing her until she responded by turning her face
towards me, our mouths meeting. As we kissed, I gently probed her mouth
with my tongue. She responded with hers, meeting mine and my lips pressed
harder against hers, my arms awkwardly drawing her to me, maneuvering in
the front seat of the car. This night, instead of my ordinary mashing of
lips and teeth that had been my clumsy make out technique, I began kissing
Dawn on her neck, it¹s smoothness stretching out, open to my touch. I
remembered Dale and her passion and continued to lick at Dawn¹s throat,
and then I nibbled at her ears. She sighed with satisfaction. When my
fingers started to tug at her shirt, pulling it out of her skirt, she
seemed not to care. I trembled as my hand slipped inside her blouse
touching her bare flesh, kneading her skin, running over the smoothness of
her belly. I moved upwards and touched her bra, all the while showering
her face and neck with passionate kisses.
Then, as usual, she tried to stop me reaching under her shirt and
grabbing my wrist, exposing her flat abdomen as her own arm lifted up her
blouse.
³Greg... no,² she breathed softly. ³Please....²
For the first time since we had been dating, I didn¹t stop. My hand
kept up its incursion, feeling her breast through her bra. I pulled her
restraining hand away from mine and held it as I massaged first one
breast, then the other.
³Ohh, Greg, oh, please, no....² she sighed, shivering at my persistence.
My cock was stiffening in my pants as my fingers moved from her
sheathed titties to her warm flesh. I let go of her hand and embraced
her, both my hands under her shirt, fumbling with the clasp on her bra.
She didn¹t offer much resistance now as I thrust my tongue into her mouth
and finally loosened her bra, quickly pushing it up and grabbing hold of
her breasts.
³Noo, Greg....² she whimpered.
I lifted up her shirt and moved my mouth to her nipples. I groaned in
satisfaction as my tongue finally lapped at my prize. They hardened even
as Dawn turned her head away in dismay.
³C¹mon, Dawn,² I said, removing my mouth and gently rolling her taut
nipples between my fingers. My heart was thudding in triumph. Her
breasts were so smooth and beautiful.
³They¹re so small,² she said mournfully, ³I wear padded bras so no one
will notice.²
³No,² I protested, completely taken aback, ³they¹re beautiful. I love
your breasts.²
I looked at them in appreciation and I realized what she meant. Her
bra did make her breasts look larger than they really were, but I wouldn¹t
have called them insignificant (Unless perhaps if I compared them to
Dale¹s, but what did I know - those were the only other breasts I had ever
seen).
Dawn¹s breasts were firm, athletic looking tits that were smooth and
matched her trim body. Her brown, pinkish aureoles haloed each hard nub
that peaked flawlessly. I caressed them with my palms and fingers, moving
my mouth back to them, savoring her flesh, the stiffness of the tips her
nipples.
Dawn let me minister to her and almost purred as she relaxed, happy
that I enjoyed her womanly charms. I continued stroking her naked upper
body with one hand, my other descending to her waist. Now that I reached
one treasure, my stiff cock desired another.
I slipped my hand in the slit of her disarrayed skirt, pushing it up
and exposing her white nylon panties. I moved my hand to the front of
her humid pulsing pussy, my fingertips stroking the damp cloth. Our
tongues were probing each others¹ hot mouths. My other hand was stroking
her freed breasts, playing with her nipples. I pushed the elastic aside
on her panties with my fingers and touched her wet slot. She whimpered
and thrust her hips against my hand. I squeezed my hand farther in, one
finger probing her hot cunt. My cock jerked and pulsed as I trembled with
passion. I reached for the waistband of her panties and Dawn froze
against me. One hand clamped around my wrist and she pulled her gasping
mouth from mine saying,
³Wait, do you have a protection?²
My balls were aching, but I realized that I didn¹t want to get her pregnant.
I said, ³No, but there are other ways to..... uh.... do this.²
³What do you mean?² she asked, her perfect exposed tits inches from my
eyes, my hard member sticky in my pants.
I couldn¹t bring myself to discuss sex and sucking and and whatever
else with her and after some more unsatisfying pussy rubbing and tit
sucking, we went home, still unfulfilled. I jerked off to wild fantasies
of fucking Dawn forever.
I bought some condoms.
The following week was the senior class outing. This was basically a
party at someone¹s father¹s farm where everyone got drunk and played
around. Dawn asked me to go with her and I was eager with anticipation.
We planned to spend the night there.
To make a long and miserable excuse for a story short. I ended up
drinking a half a bottle of Southern Comfort (first and last time)and
passing out in the back of the car. When I woke up at night, sick and
very drunk, Dawn was gone. I spent an hour or so wandering around yelling
³Dawn!² knocking (knocking?) on people¹s tents and trying to find her. I
finally found her in the barn, where she had been in the hayloft with an
old boyfriend. She was buttoning up her blouse as she came down, but I
never saw him and I was in no condition to be jealous. We went back to
the car and slept and left later. No fucking. Bummer.
Finally, again, several nights later, we were making out in the front
seat of the car in her driveway. She easily let me remove her bra again,
this time she took it off in a business like fashion, leaving her shirt
on. When I got to her waist again, I suggested we move into the back area
of my mom¹s station wagon and we did. Again she removed her own skirt and
panties and lay back half naked, her moist cunt exposed for the taking.
With very little foreplay, I put a pillow under her butt (I had read that
this would make it easy for her), took off my pants and put on a rubber.
At last, I slid into her, her wet pussy - new and exciting.
She said, ³be gentle,² I pumped my hips a few times... and came.
As we got our clothes back on, my main thought was: This is it???
That was It?? That is what fucking is all about? ? It¹s more exciting
when I jerk off. It was a hell of a lot more thrilling humping my cock on
Dale¹s panties! I just couldn¹t believe that that was that.
Well good readers, in later years I realized that Dawn was a physically
reserved woman who needed someone more knowledgeable than I was at that
time to take charge and arouse her...... But she liked me a lot and
wanted to break down her natural barriers to physical intimacy. She had
let me fuck her for just that reason. (Although she had also intimated
that she was a virgin. She wasn¹t, but I was ignorant at the time and
gave her the benefit of the doubt.) She had been truly self-conscious
about her breast size and she was genuinely pleased that I didn¹t care.
Unfortunately, she was a young woman who was trying to please and keep her
man, and I was a hormonally crazed pervert who was trying to find a hot
hole to put it in. We were working at cross purposes. Hell, I was
working at cross purposes - I wanted to fuck in the worst way - to be
nasty and kinky, and I also wanted to be a gentleman. I didn¹t want to
offend anybody by doing or saying something gauche or inappropriate. So
Dawn and I talked nothing of sex and preferences. I didn¹t want to be
rude.
However..... It was now summer (1971) and Dawn and I went to the
fields behind her house to talk one night a few days after my
disappointing twitch into her reserved vaginal opening. And.... we
smoked pot. She introduced me to my first joint and I don¹t remember
feeling high but it turned into.....
A very hot and humid night. As we talked, we started kissing and our
tongues merged into lustful animals, exploring each other¹s mouths,
dueling in desire. As I caressed her lithe body, she reciprocated, moving
her hands to my neck and back in feverish excitement. She laid back, no
resistance at all, helping me, as I undressed her, removing her blouse,
then her bra. She raised her hips for me as I slid her jeans down her
shapely legs. As I remained fully clothed and she, only clad in her
panties, I toyed with her awhile. My hands and mouth were at her breasts,
slicked with sweat and rolling with excitement. She arched her body so
her stiff nipples could reach my probing tongue and lips. She cried out
with desire as I wrapped her hair in one hand, pulling her head back, so
that her shapely neck was taut and open to my assault. I slid my hand
over the concave firmness of her stomach, stopping to play with her belly
button as she quivered with passion.
³Ohhh. Ohhhhh, Greg, Greg, Greggg² she moaned, lost in the sensations
of sex.
My hand pushed itself into her panties and captured her golden slit.
She gasped and opened her legs for me as I plunged my fingers into her hot
wetness and spread her juices over her crotch, grasping and covering her
vagina with my whole hand. Her hips lifted and I shoved her damp
panties down her legs, leaving her totally naked and exposed.
She spread her thighs farther as first one, then several of my fingers
dipped into her hot box, saturating her short pubic hairs with her
secretions, trickling her liquids down the crack of her ass. She was
rolling her head from side to side at my offensive on her naked form and
then she suddenly reached up and started tearing at my clothes. She was
afire, hot with sweat, nude and wanting me naked too. Within seconds, she
had my shirt off and was rubbing my chest, her hands brushing my wispy
curls and nipples as she sat up and placed her mouth on mine, driving her
tongue almost into my throat. The feel of her sweat drenched tits
pressing against my naked chest was like a wet dream come true. Her bare
body, writhing against mine had my dick ripping a hole in my pants.
Keeping my mouth on hers, I pulled off my pants, feeling my cock slide
against her naked leg and ass and stomach as I struggled to free myself.
When at last I was naked, I pushed Dawn back down to the ground and,
pausing frantically to put on a condom, I plunged my raging manhood into
her slippery waiting cunt.
She groaned, ³YES, Oh, Yes,² and wrapped her legs around my naked ass,
raking her fingernails down my back, pumping her hips to meet my thrusts.
I put a hand flat on the ground on either side of her and pushed up
from her hot, wet body and, practically lifting her her off the ground
each time with her legs clamped around me, I slammed my meat into her,
pounding and thrusting with fury.
³UUUUUHHHHHHHH,² I cried, collapsing on her again as our sweaty bodies
continued to slide back and forth. The center of my pleasure shot its
contained juices deep into her waiting cunt as she ground her groin
against mine, seeking release. Again and again I thrust, spurting my seed
into the condom as she labored her crotch against mine, our pubic hairs
mashed with sweat and her juices. When I at last was spent, I continued
sucking on her tits and licking the salty sweat off her neck.
Pulling out of her cunt hole, I slipped the cum filled condom off my
rigid member and, with the mosquitoes biting our liquid forms, we
continued to slither our bodies together in passion. With every lick I
tasted her hot, salty sweat, infused with her sex hormones. My cock
remained hard and unyielding as I rubbed its slick, sticky surface on her
thighs and belly.
She once more opened her bare thighs, inviting me to pierce her, and I
drove my still steel hard dick, naked, again into the burning, drenched
inferno of her pussy.
Again she wrapped her luscious legs around my body, drawing me deep
within her dripping well. I placed my hands on her ass cheeks, caressing
her slick anal opening with my fingers as we pumped and thrust, back and
forth, in and out.
We fucked for minutes, for hours, for days, our bodies crushing each
other, pounding naked flesh against naked flesh, my bare penis enclosed
deep within the folds of her flooded vagina.
³AAHH, Ahh, Ahh, AAAHHHHH!² she cried clamping her pussy lips about
my tool. ³Yess!! Yess! YEEESSSSS!²
Her hips bucked and she clawed at my back, shuddering in orgasm; in a
pool of liquid sweat and passion. I slipped a finger into her assbud as
she came and she slammed into me, her tits were like spears in my chest.
³AHHHHHHH,² she screamed, her asshole convulsing on my finger.
She panted and moaned and I felt my own orgasm come again, my cock
swelling, chafing, cumming....!!!!
³AHHHHHH,² I cried shooting my new load into the bowels of her womb.
My naked dick spewing and pulsing with fire, cumming and cumming, filling
her vagina with my sperm. Again I bucked and thrust, pumping endlessly
again and again.
Our bodies were totally immersed in sweat from head to toe, the
mosquitoes consuming my naked ass, but we lay there for a long time - I,
still hard in her sloppy wet cavity, playing gently with her ever stiff
nipples, licking her sweat........
Now, this was fucking. This was everything I had ever dreamed about.
This was worth a lot of study.
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