Lovers Lane #1
--- Cum along as we travel back in time to our first lovers lane. I’d known about lovers lane #1 probably since middle school but without a car never went down it until after I started dating. My first real girlfriend and I learned about making love at the drive-inn movies, as many teenaged kids did back in the 50’s and 60’s. Once we got the taste of sex we were addicted. (No not literally tasting it yet then.)
For us it was mid 1956. We normally only went to the drive-inn movies every other weekend, mostly Saturday nite. It was there we’d have intercourse off and on for three hours or more during the movies. We’d sneak a mid week quickie at the city park or any large parking lot when we could. By parking in the open and never totally undressing we had time to get dressed and sit up. But it was always a gamble and we needed more than a few minutes to fuck.
----By this time I’d been fucking little Dollie for at least four months at the drive in movies. But there and anywhere else we were never naked. I pulled my pants down, Dollie pulled her mini skirt up, her titties were exposed, and we fucked. We could be dressed in seconds.
Finally we go to Lovers Lane.
-----I really don’t know how I remembered about the most popular lovers lane, actually within 5-6 miles of my parents home. I just remember sometime in the early Fall of 1956 we were riding around and I was soon driving down this narrow hilly and winding gravel road in the country. I’m not even sure that I knew we were on lovers lane until I passed a few cars with other teenagers mostly sitting in the back seats. Some were just pulled off the dirt road in wide spots. Others were backed into short clearings much like drive ways. None was really hidden yet off the lane maybe two or three car lengths.
I should point out that in our county the land was mostly flat or gentle rolling hills of farm land. (Sections of states are divided into counties) But both sides of lovers lane were rugged small rocky cliffs and gulley’s with wooded areas all along it.
----I continued to the end where it met the other blacktopped county road. I’m guessing the road was about three miles from end to end, maybe four. With all of the hills and curves I’m not sure. I turned the car around and decided to park in one of the vacant little drive ways. I was lucky to find a place off the road far enough that the back of my little Dodge was partially hidden with under brush and small trees. We just sat there in the front seat cuddling and watching an occasional car go by. Maybe 30 minutes passed, we climbed in the back seat. It was over in five minutes then we left. Wham bam thank you ma’am, pumped her full of semen and we drove off.
---We didn’t have time to go to that lovers lane through the week. On some weekends during daylight and evenings when we didn’t go to the drive-in movie we’d spend time at lovers lane. We soon had it all figured out. Occasionally a County police car patrolled the road now and then during the day, more often on weekends. It scared us at first because we were both minors. By this time we’d visited with other young couples and were told the cops were just checking for trouble.
----We also found this out first hand one Saturday afternoon. We were in the habit of stopping at a drive in diner to pick up a cheap dinner box and some sodas, or Dollie would pack a small lunch. We’d sit in the car or on a rock or log and just relax, watching others drive by.
By now a County cop had passed and waved as we sat in the back seat several different days. We’d always wave back as he slowed then drove by. If it were after dark they would flash their spotlight and we were told by others to flip our headlights on and off to show we were okay. The police were actually only checking for the safety of us kids. Life was different back then!
----- I guess on this Saturday afternoon we were too busy eating or messing around to notice the waving policeman. Lucky for us we were dressed and actually eating lunch in the back seat. We hadn’t noticed until the young cop, standing next to my car, said something like “excuse me is everything okay?” He explained there had been a few ra--pes and robberies in the past and they were only spot checking. I also believe it was then he reminded us we were minors and if we did any more than cuddling we could be arrested. I also seem to remember him giggling and saying something like “make sure the pretty little lady gives you permission if things get heated.” Or words similar.
---We’d fuck on lovers lane longer each time we parked there. Always in a position where at least one of us could see a police car passing. Actually this rarely happened. It just seemed like they were always there. No one else bothered us on lovers lane.
---We married in the fall of 1957. From sometime in 1956 until then we’d use lovers lane #1 as often as we could. Even for ten years or more after we were married we’d spend some quality time there for special anniversaries, after parties, or on or way home from our nude swimming adventures. We’d also stop for sex just to be alone since we had at least one female room mate those first 5 or 6 years. Sounds funny. But it was good to only have my wife to satisfy. ------Partly what brought up these memories was just one year ago we were back in Illinois visiting old friends who still live a few miles from the original lovers lane. Sonny brought it up as we talked about the road near them finally being widened to a four lane truck bypass to avoid the city. Plans that I remember for at least 40 years. That road is where the southern end of lovers lane stopped. Sonny said it’s been closed because eventually the new four lane will tie into the interstate north east of town. Coincidentally that is near where Dollie used to live.
----We’d forgotten all about lovers lane #1 and can’t remember when we even drove down it last. Sonny was right, the south end was now closed and besides a barricade there was a large dirt mound at the end. Sometime later I took the other county road east and figured I’d drive down lovers lane #1 from the north end. Nope. A metal rail and another large dirt mound blocked what was left of the lane partially covered in underbrush. Like the drive-in movie theater, lovers lane has disappeared.
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