Memories
Looking at some of the straight-up upskirt shots on OCC, I remembered moments from my early sex life. I loved looking straight up long skirts and would ask my young girlfriend to stand over me on the low bed in her long skirts or dresses. She was quite tanned, just a tiny bit chubby, busty and had a Mediterranean type of pussy hair, fat and beautiful pussy lips. I can still remember almost every pair of panties she'd wear, I loved the variety - she even gave me quite a few, some of which I kept for a while after we split. My favorite was a white lacy thong with quite a thick string-piece, which just framed her puppy-fat, slightly thick thighs, youthfully chubby arse and dark pussy hair so well. Sometimes she'd go commando and I could see how wet she was. I love naturally hairy girls, I guess growing up with 80s porn makes that aesthetic feel more real, more dirty.
The view was incredible, the long skirts seemed to accentuate the feeling of being enclosed in sex. She'd always stand facing my feet and I just loved looking at her arse. I would just stare up and masturbate and she seemed to love the worship element of it; it must have satisfied her nascent sexuality's need to be adored. As long as she'd allow me, we'd stay like that and every now and then, she'd squat down on my face or get on all fours and I'd unashamedly sniff at and lick her arse and pussy. I can't ever get the image of licking her young arse out of my head - it's my ultimate sexual memory. I would often come in her mouth, driven crazy by the smell and feel, grabbing and squeezing her bum cheeks and spreading them wide. She had the perfect smell, fresh but deep and musky. We were too young to really get into it, but I would lick and finger her asshole a little bit, then when she stood up and the view up her skirt was so perfect, the frisson of taboo and smell still on my face would make it all the more intense.
Thinking back, I'm amazed I was so bold to request my ideal personal perversion at such a young age, but god, I'm glad I did. The memories are indelible.
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