Straight Male / 47
Way back in 1975, I had been posted to the Royal Engineers in Tidworth. I was attached to the Engineers. In the next few months, I started to go out to a few bars to have a few drinks and meet some women. One that I met was a woman just a couple of years older than me and named Zena. She was a nice enough young woman but I suspect that she had lived in a barracks town for so long that she had had enough cock to make a hand rail around Tidworth.
Anyway, I'm getting to the situation that was so embarrassing. I had a small sports car with a soft top at the time. But the area behind the front seats could only really seat 1 person across the car. It was a Friday night and I had picked her up from her sisters home and taken her to Andover to go to the cinema. Well, after the film we were in the car driving back to Tidworth when she started to stroke my left leg, working her hand expertly to my groin.
The jeans that I wore had a button fly and very quickly and deftly she had me out and started to get me erect. You have to consider that to drive from Andover to Tidworh in the early 70's, the roads were narrow and with no lighting. In the next few minutes I didn't do mutch to change gear as she moved down and put her warm moist lips around my still hardening cock.
For 2 or 3 minutes she continued before I found a track to drive onto. I drove along a track for about 1/4 of a mile and stopped and started paying her beautiful tits and soft silky legs some needed attention. First her skirt came off and them my shirt. Now her blouse and cardigan as well as my shirt. The windows were well steamed up with heavy breathing and the smell of sex in the car was heady. But the confines of the sports car were too small for me at 6ft 5in tall and I said, "Right, out the car. I'll grab a blanket".
Leaving the car with a blanket over my arm, I came to the other side and took her hand. I threw the blanket over the bonnet and scooped her up, placing her on the bonnet, lifted her legs and got my tongue buried deep inside her sweet pussy. I was dark, except for a part moon and the occasional cloud, but was warm. In the distance I could hear and engine, must be a car parked by the road in the distance.
After about 10 minutes she told me to move back. She hopped off the bonnet, turned me and pushed me back toward the bonnet. As I stopped when the back of my legs touched the bumper, she latched onto my cock again with her soft lips and sucked like it was a lolly that was melting. So good. I could only take this for a few minutes and just wanted her over the bonnet with my cock pumping into her.
Taking her hands, I helped her up and pushed her onto the bonnet. Coming up behind her I slid in easy and started pumping. Her moaning as loud as she wanted as well as me grunting and working hard. Slipping out, I turned her over, spread her legs and hooked my hands behind her knees, brought her legs up and dropped her ankles onto my shoulders and was in second heaven as I pumped away, squeezing her tits and tweeking her nipples. She was squeezing my cock with her pussy like a professional milking machine and shouting 'Yes, yes'.
I could feel the wetness of her as she came and wanted to do the same and doubled my effort. Suddenly, from nowhere, this fucking huge and very powerful search light lit the area with Zena and I in the full beam. Then the cheering and clapping started. The bastards. Some troop of infantry on exercise on Salisbury plain with a tank in support had been harboured where I had stopped the car. They must have heard everything and seem most of it. As for the Chieftan tank, that engine that I thought I'd heard on the road must have been the tank generator. They had turned the turret and thus the search light with the hand crank and powered up just as I was approaching the vinegar stroke.
Zena and I were in the car and away from there inside 10 seconds. Great form of contraception that is. Anyway, we had to stop for 2 minutes just before the road to get dressed. Thankfully she left her knickers off and within 10 minutes were at it again and thank god that the embarrassment didn't effect my erection for to long Zena admitted that she had achieved orgasm and offered to just blow me but we ended up shagging for almost an hour on her sisters couch.
Anyway, I'm getting to the situation that was so embarrassing. I had a small sports car with a soft top at the time. But the area behind the front seats could only really seat 1 person across the car. It was a Friday night and I had picked her up from her sisters home and taken her to Andover to go to the cinema. Well, after the film we were in the car driving back to Tidworth when she started to stroke my left leg, working her hand expertly to my groin.
The jeans that I wore had a button fly and very quickly and deftly she had me out and started to get me erect. You have to consider that to drive from Andover to Tidworh in the early 70's, the roads were narrow and with no lighting. In the next few minutes I didn't do mutch to change gear as she moved down and put her warm moist lips around my still hardening cock.
For 2 or 3 minutes she continued before I found a track to drive onto. I drove along a track for about 1/4 of a mile and stopped and started paying her beautiful tits and soft silky legs some needed attention. First her skirt came off and them my shirt. Now her blouse and cardigan as well as my shirt. The windows were well steamed up with heavy breathing and the smell of sex in the car was heady. But the confines of the sports car were too small for me at 6ft 5in tall and I said, "Right, out the car. I'll grab a blanket".
Leaving the car with a blanket over my arm, I came to the other side and took her hand. I threw the blanket over the bonnet and scooped her up, placing her on the bonnet, lifted her legs and got my tongue buried deep inside her sweet pussy. I was dark, except for a part moon and the occasional cloud, but was warm. In the distance I could hear and engine, must be a car parked by the road in the distance.
After about 10 minutes she told me to move back. She hopped off the bonnet, turned me and pushed me back toward the bonnet. As I stopped when the back of my legs touched the bumper, she latched onto my cock again with her soft lips and sucked like it was a lolly that was melting. So good. I could only take this for a few minutes and just wanted her over the bonnet with my cock pumping into her.
Taking her hands, I helped her up and pushed her onto the bonnet. Coming up behind her I slid in easy and started pumping. Her moaning as loud as she wanted as well as me grunting and working hard. Slipping out, I turned her over, spread her legs and hooked my hands behind her knees, brought her legs up and dropped her ankles onto my shoulders and was in second heaven as I pumped away, squeezing her tits and tweeking her nipples. She was squeezing my cock with her pussy like a professional milking machine and shouting 'Yes, yes'.
I could feel the wetness of her as she came and wanted to do the same and doubled my effort. Suddenly, from nowhere, this fucking huge and very powerful search light lit the area with Zena and I in the full beam. Then the cheering and clapping started. The bastards. Some troop of infantry on exercise on Salisbury plain with a tank in support had been harboured where I had stopped the car. They must have heard everything and seem most of it. As for the Chieftan tank, that engine that I thought I'd heard on the road must have been the tank generator. They had turned the turret and thus the search light with the hand crank and powered up just as I was approaching the vinegar stroke.
Zena and I were in the car and away from there inside 10 seconds. Great form of contraception that is. Anyway, we had to stop for 2 minutes just before the road to get dressed. Thankfully she left her knickers off and within 10 minutes were at it again and thank god that the embarrassment didn't effect my erection for to long Zena admitted that she had achieved orgasm and offered to just blow me but we ended up shagging for almost an hour on her sisters couch.
