Fond memories of dating...

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Just after we were married, money was really tight. I was going to school part time and she had only a part time job. We lived in a college town that advertised often for models for the art classes so my wife decided to go. She had modeled some in high school---sportswear for a local department store---so she knew how but this was going to be nude. It was for three times--once in class, once indoors at a greenhouse garden, and once outdoors. The one outdoors had her concerned.

She only did it if the art was painting only--not photos--but some of the artists were very good and there could be no doubt it was her. I have written before in OCC about her modeling outdoors, but to summarize, it was near a pond on the campus in a quiet area. Unfortunately, the football team heard about it and peeked at her from the woods nearby and she could hear them talk, as she stood fully nude in the sun.

As with most models, the instructor told her not to wear anything that would leave marks on her skin. She wore only a robe the short distance from our apartment to the school to model. One day, on the way back, we stopped in a deli to get sandwiches and the guys kept trying to look up her robe--and she let them have a look when she got up by spreading her legs quickly. I was required to be with her when she modeled--they only hired married models whose husbands would accompany them. I loved seeing the artists look at her.

Here are photos of her the morning she left to pose outdoors. The frontal is her; the back side is actually a reflection in a mirror.

[TheBigM]

Prior to my wife and I getting married, we dated for quite a while. I would see her several nights a week as time permitted as I was both in college and working drop hours at my family's business. At one point I became ill which was very unusual for me and I hadn't seen my girlfriend in about a week. Dismayed, she decided to surprise me and pay a visit to my family's home. I lived several towns away from her.

After welcoming her in, my Mom directed her upstairs to my bedroom where she told her I was in bed resting. I was sound asleep when the door opened to my room. I was delighted to see my sexy little girlfriend. In no time at all, she was lying on the bed next to me. Soon, she kicked off her shoes and got into bed with me. Our home was quite large and my room was on the third floor, so I could easily hear anyone coming up the stairs that might disturb us. I started to feel up her tits and proceeded to take off her top and bra. She made no attempt to stop me but continued to smile. Now she was topless and ready to play. She reached into my pajamas and took out my cock and started to stroke me. I reached down and took off my pajama bottoms completely.

At this point she said to me that she was going to make me feel better. She got on her side and slithered down the bed, her head directly at the level of my cock. Moving to my side, I positioned my cock in her mouth and relaxed. Soon I was getting a nice blow-job. Not content with this of course, I grabbed her bleached blonde hair and started to fuck her mouth, holding her head still while I thrust my cock in and out from between her pink lipsticked lips. She was loving it! When I told her I was going to cum she grabbed onto to me and held me tight. Jet after jet of creamy cum unloaded from my cock into her mouth. When I finally stopped, she paused. Than I heard her swallow my whole load!

Finally, she got up but remained topless for awhile and kissed me. About fifteen minutes later my Mom called up and asked if we needed anything. My girlfriend put her top back on and went downstairs, returning with a tray of soda and snacks. Some time later I heard someone coming up the stairs. It was my Mom. She thanked my girlfriend for visiting and taking care of me. When she left, my girlfriend and I started laughing. My Mom should have only known how well my girlfriend really took care of me and that she was leaving with a load of cum down her throat!

[delt]

I was looking through all our photos last night, thinking I would add more to this thread. One experience came to mind----and she does not know about it either----it was a favorite of mine.

We had gone to a family reunion at a farm somewhere and wanted some alone time. We had all gone to church so we were nicely dressed. On the way back to the farm, I began to look for somewhere we could stop and be alone. I drove down a couple of dirt roads, but the first couple had homes but I found another road that lead into a field with some tall grass--about up to the fenders of the car. I looked around and could not see anyone at all, so I suggested she remove her panties and we got into the car's back seat.

I laid down in the back seat with my head on the driver's side, and she climbed in, putting her stocking knees on either side of my face. She unzipped me and started to work her magic, and I threw her skirt over her waist, spread her sweet vagina wide open, and dove in. I loved the feel of her stockings on my cheeks and kissing that soft tender area between her stocking tops and her furry triangle. I teased for a while then began licking her feverously, reacting to her head pumping up and down on my cock---trying to get her a nice load to swallow.

It had been my plan to 69 for a while then have her stay in the doggy position on the back seat and I would stand just outside the car and screw her. The other option we did often was to have her stand behind the car, lean over and grab the car's chrome bumper, and I would do her that way.

But this 69 felt so good, and maybe I should not stand beside or behind the car because I would be visible above the waist high grass.

We were going full bore in the 69. When I pulled back to get a deep breath and happened to look up, there were two boys standing just outside the back door on my side. I was holding my future bride's naked pussy wide open, and they were staring. It was too late to stop now. I figured to ignore them, and went back to my tonguing her agressively. In moments, I was filling her mouth with my goo and she was giving me a wonderful face washing with her cum. As we both paused to catch our breath after climaxing, I looked back up and could not see anyone.

She never knew that her precious secret triangle had been so exposed to strange boys, but I did. At the reunion, I looked to see if I recognized any of the young men but thankfully I didn't. I still don't know where they came from or where they went but I bet they enjoyed the show.

Later that evening we found ourselves in the basement TV room alone, and started kissing. I was feeling her under her sweater, when she suggested I go under her skirt. She had not put her panties back on so I took this wonderful photo of a day that remains a fond memory.

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I was in college several hours from her home, but her parents came up for a football game on a sunny Saturday, bringing her youngest brother and three of his friends. After the game, her parents went back to their hotel, while my girlfriend, her brother and his friends walked with me a few blocks to my apartment. She had gone to a high school football game the night before and was out late, and she was exhausted, so she said she was going to take a quick shower and take a nap. I left her and the boys in my apartment while I ran a couple of quick errands. We were to meet her parents for dinner at 7pm.

I returned with some soft drinks and snacks, etc. and when I let myself into my apartment, the boys were in the hall that goes to the bedrooms. They came out quickly and looked very guilty. After putting things in my kitchen, I walked to the room and when I opened the door, there was my new girlfriend naked in bed. I thought it odd that she would leave the door slightly open. I loved it because we really did not have much time together since I left for this college.

There was no doubt in my mind the boys had been caught peeking at her. Here is what they saw through the slightly open door.

[delt]

I stared and enjoyed the view for a minute or two, then woke her and we kissed for a bit. I told her she had to be careful with the door with the boys around, and she said she had closed it firmly. To my surprise, she was pretty pissed off. She said her brother had seen her often, but his friends should not have peeked in on her. She got up and I thought she was going to storm out the door stark naked to talk to the boys.

As she got to the door, i asked her if she wanted them to see her naked again and she said "hell no" and she grabbed her panties and slid them on. I took a photo of her looking at herself in the mirror and then as she turned to go out into the family room where the boys were. She charged out topless and told the boys she was very disappointed that they would peek in on her like that. All they did was stare but they did not deny opening the door.

I thought it was silly (but I did not say any thing) that she would get angry that they peeked at her naked, then went out to confront them topless and in transparent panties, as you will see below. She looked really good, and after she calmed down, we had a great time then got dressed to meet her parents for dinner. That night, she stayed at the hotel with the parents and the boys slept in my apartment's family room on the sofa and floor. The youngest of the boys asked me if she had gotten mad at me, too, for walking in the bedroom and seeing her naked. I told him she did. What else could I say?

[piecenick]

When I went off to the big state university I got hooked up with a girl from my HS. She was shy so I was a safe familiar face. Cassie was way over my class, Nat'l Merit Scholar, pre-med, beautiful, I was nerdy comp sci major, this was before the PC, so no status there. I figured we'd date for a few months then she's meet Mr. BMOC, and I become an old friend. I had no problem, I liked being with a familiar face too.

This was in the days of single sex dorms, so we only got to make out at the library, no sex or petting yet. I presumed Cassie was a virgin, I had only had one GF in HS who put out, so I was pretty inexperienced myself. I had made friends with some of the other nerds in the computer lab, we all had to use the mainframe at weird hours and we got invited to a party at this guys parents house in town.

Nice party, Cassie and I had brought a bottle of scotch, 18 was drinking age, and we were not drunk but very relaxed. When it got late the light got low and couples were just making out. Then I got a nice shock, Cassie whispered in my ear, "I haven't been fucked since last May, if you can get us a place I'm all yours". I almost dropped my glass, but I saw the host in the kitchen saw I got up and cornered him. Cassie was by far the best looking girl there so when I asked him if we could use a room, his jaw dropped .

All he said was "last door on the left down the hall, you are my hero". I caught Cassie's eye, I signaled her and she got up and we went to the bedroom. Cassie told me her mother had put her on the pill a year ago so that was not a worry. I could not believe I was standing there undressing this beautiful woman, when we were naked she pushed me back on the bed and climbed on top of me.

She said "I've been wanting you in me for 2 months now, I was wondering what was taking you so long to make a move". She rode me, I rode her, I got sucked for the 1st time it was great. After about and hour and a half we got dressed and walked out, the few couples were still there and the stared at us like we had just arrived from Mars.

Cassie and I managed to find places until we went home for Thanksgiving, her mom lived alone so while she was at work her house was sex HQ.

We stayed together until the end of the year then she went to Europe for the summer and then transferred to an Ivy league school in the fall. We wrote each other for months, then over the years we lost touch. I know she finished med school and moved to Chicago.

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When my wife and I were dating, we liked to go to a large reservoir about 50 miles from her home. When it had been created with a large dam, it formed a small island out in the middle. It was a long way from either shore, and could only be reached by boat.

Late in the summer, before I returned to college, we went to the lake and borrowed a friend's motor boat. It was old but fine for us. We went out to this lovely, secluded island and she was naked in minutes. We ate a picnic and she loved having sex on the small beach, possibly in view of some boats, but the boat traffic was fairly rare.

As luck would have it, the boat would not start and this was decades before cell phones. We were stuck, and it would be a LONG swim back to the land. Days were long that time of year, and we started looking for boats--any kind of boat from a fisherman in a dingy to a ski boat. Those that we saw, did not see us waving.

She said she had seen cartoons with a lady hitchhiking by pulling her skirt up and showing some leg. She, without my asking, took off her shorts and shirt, and was nude(again) but this time she wanted to be seen. She jumped up and down and waved at every boat that was within site. Imagine, a nude 18 or 19 year old girl, on an island waving and yelling.

Soon, a red motor boat started our way. Thank heavens because it was getting toward dusk. I stayed up in the woods and took these old, faded Poloroids of her greeting the boat and the pleasantly surprised guy in it. She stayed nude until he was on shore with us, then she hugged him (and he got a good feel of her lovely ass), then I came out, she got dressed and we rode with him back to the small marina.

She found these old photos recently when we were cleaning out some old "naughty" materials from over the years.

[delt]

My wife of many decades and I were talking this last weekend, and she reminded me of a favorite memory of hers that I had forgotten.

We were driving north to visit family near Amsterdam, New York. We had been married not quite a year and still liked adventures. We were on the interstate highway, and noticed that on an irregular basis, small roads had been cut into the shoulder that went back up into the woods, all at an angle so that you would not notice them until you got beside them. We could see them on the southbound side as well, occasionally with a state trooper in them, waiting for a speeder.

My lovely bride was fully dressed, but casual, in a blouse, skirt and her usual white bra, half slip, garter belt and bronze stockings. Her bikini panties were on the floor of the car, and she was sitting so I could finger her while I drove. In the middle of nowhere, she says "I need to be fucked", and I always hated to disappoint her.

We pulled off the road and backed slightly uphill on one of the cut outs for the troopers. At the end, only a few car lengths up, it was big enough for two or three cars and to turn around, but I didn't know that until I got there. We left the car pointing toward the road so we could return, and climbed out. Soon she was holding on the back bumper with her head on the trunk of our 1962 Ford with her skirt and slip above her waist. I had my trousers and boxers at my ankles, and was fucking her in a most enjoyable way. Her hand was beneath her, playing with her clit and occasionally with my balls. What joy.

She was moaning, occasionally saying "FUCK ME HARDER", the springs and shocks were noisily squeaking and I thought i heard a car but since we were only four car lengths or so from the interstate, I kept at the task at hand. I was getting closer and closer to the end,,,,, and so was she by her groans and demands when I heard footsteps and a shouted "Excuse ME!". I withdrew, short of breath, and my wife stayed put as I pulled her skirt down covering her magnificent ass.

A young New York state trooper was beside our car and asked to see an ID. I pulled up my trousers, got my wallet and gave him my license. He was not upset or even shocked, but was enjoying our embarassment. We spoke a few minutes, and my wife straightened up. He said we were not breaking the law since we were both of age and married but we needed to be more careful in case some young people might see us.

To my glee, my lovely wife said "would you look out for us while we finish?" He smiled and agreed, but asked a favor. I figured he wanted to fuck her too, but he said "would you undress further first?". She looked at me and began unbuttoning her blouse, then dropped the skirt. She asked, is this enough? He said to please undress further. She dropped the half slip, exposing her naked furry triangle and then he stepped forward and unhooked her bra. She stood, holding her hands near her pussy like she wanted to cover up, but she didn't. She leaned back on the car trunk and I mounted her again, only this time with an audience.

It did not take long, and she was very vocal in her feelings. I opened my eyes to see the trooper busily pumping an impressive cock which shot a long stream of jism onto her stockings and shoes. I came in her then and she slowly stopped rolling her hips and we rested.

Full of my cum, she stood and acted like it was the most natural thing for her to be wearing only her white garter belt, stockings and heels in front of the trooper and to my surprise, instead of getting dressed, she walked down the short road alongside our car then the troopers. Soon she was standing behind the state police car looking out on the interstate as cars and trucks passed less than 20 feet away. Of course, they would not see her unless they looked in their rear view mirrors, but she could be seen from the southbound lanes if they happened to look across the highway. I got dressed and the trooper and I went and stood beside my fully exposed wife as the traffic buzzed by. He said, "you know you could be accused of indecent exposure" and she said she could say the same about him, since she had just seen his hard dick shoot a load of cum. We stayed there for about 5 minutes, watching the traffic, before she lead us back behind our car to get dressed. He asked if she wore panties and she told him they were on the floor of the front seat. He held the car door for her, and I noticed she spread her legs wide and kept them like that for a minute with him staring at her wet pink opening.

Some where I have a photo of her getting in the car like that. I will try to find it, but you can see her elsewhere on this thread--even wearing the same white garter belt and stockings if you look.

[DevilGrrl]

Wow, some of these really bring back memories. And sometimes I think I was born a few decades to late. Because I do have to agree, modern cars all having bucket seats does make it a bit difficult to get any action when you are dating and the only place you can be alone is in a car.

However, I guess this also helped me hone one of my secret tallents, handjobs.

I can't tell how many of these I have given over the years, but easily hundreds. During my year at college I think I dated 15 guys. And although I was not a virgin and did love sex, I did not want to get a reputation as being a complete wh*r*. So after 1 or 2 dates I would let the guy know if he kept his mouth shut, I would love to stroke him off.

I found this convienent because it was not real messy, did not take long, and it could be done in relative comfort in the front seat of a car. I would normally spend 5 minutes or so just playing with their cock, especially the first time, so I could learn how they were built. My favorite was about 6 inches long, and as thick as a roll of half dollar coins. Just big enough to wrap my fingers fully around, and long enough to get a good stroke.

Sadly, after I finished my first year my mom got laid off from work, and they could not afford me to continue school so I had to return home. So my secret hobby of being the handjob sl*t of the school came to an end.

[kenny99990]

Originally Posted by DevilGrrl

Wow, some of these really bring back memories. And sometimes I think I was born a few decades to late. Because I do have to agree, modern cars all having bucket seats does make it a bit difficult to get any action when you are dating and the only place you can be alone is in a car.

However, I guess this also helped me hone one of my secret tallents, handjobs.

I can't tell how many of these I have given over the years, but easily hundreds. During my year at college I think I dated 15 guys. And although I was not a virgin and did love sex, I did not want to get a reputation as being a complete wh*r*. So after 1 or 2 dates I would let the guy know if he kept his mouth shut, I would love to stroke him off.

I found this convienent because it was not real messy, did not take long, and it could be done in relative comfort in the front seat of a car. I would normally spend 5 minutes or so just playing with their cock, especially the first time, so I could learn how they were built. My favorite was about 6 inches long, and as thick as a roll of half dollar coins. Just big enough to wrap my fingers fully around, and long enough to get a good stroke.

Sadly, after I finished my first year my mom got laid off from work, and they could not afford me to continue school so I had to return home. So my secret hobby of being the handjob sl*t of the school came to an end.

This actually was pretty common back in the 60's. Girls wanted to save themselves for the future hubby--or at least serious BFs--but knew they had to give guys a good time to continue to get "asked out" on dates. This was a good solution that preserved their reputations but kept the guys happy--at least for awhile.