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sample animal sex stories "animalsexstories" story: In our few short weeks together
she showed me pleasures and sensuality I had never experienced.
Vickie, this is for you. Even after all these years I remember as
clearly as if it was yesterday your sweet kisses, your soft touch, and
your exciting aroma as we explored the depths of lust in the backseat
of a 1950 flathead Ford V8.
Solitaire
Saturday Night Fever
In today's world, young men put a can of Skoal in their back pocket
as an indication of their impending manhood. In my day, the white ring
on the brown wallet leather caused by a foil-encased Trojan was the
same thing. In those days, rubbers were kept behind the counter and
you could only get one by asking the pharmacist. Always you had to be
careful that the women behind the counter were elsewhere so you could
quietly talk to one of the men, shamed that someone might see you, but
also excited at the prospect of this rite of passage. A few days ago I
was in a drugstore behind a high school girl who was discussing the
merits of ribbed rubbers with her girlfriend who was working the cash
register. In my day, the only ribbed condoms were found in a machine
behind the door in the men's room at the truck stops.
All of this preliminary explanation to state that I was ready for
Saturday night and my first real date with Vickie. My condom was
safely waiting in my wallet where it had been for the last six months.
(In those days, we assumed that a rubber was indestructible and would
last forever, unless used, of course. But that wasn't very likely
unless you were willing to go with a girl who "did it".) I had
captured the aroma of her essence on my handkerchief when I cleaned my
hands before going home, and I placed it on my face as I jacked off in
bed, dreaming of encounters past and, hopefully, future. By Saturday
night my cock was so tender that it was constantly in my mind as my
tight pants rubbed on it, the feelings causing an erection and the
erection causing more memories. This vicious circle meant that I spent
the next few days walking around my high school with a constant hard-
on. Later I found out that that fact had caused more than one of my
female classmates to decide to accept if I asked them out.
I washed and cleaned my car, showering and covering my body with
after shave (Old Spice as I remember) so I would smell good. With a
half bottle of scent, I probably smelled like a French whorehouse, but
I didn't realize it at the time...continue -> zoo paysites |
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