Sex In Your Car
farmerart
I was taking some guys around southeastern Alberta in my new toy, F-350 crew cab with all bells and whistles, when one of the guys commented that he hadn't sat on a bench seat for years and that it brought back happy memories of his shaggin' wagons of the 1960s. I was too busy building my company for such frivolities back in the '60s but I once talked a dancer into OTC in the sleeper of a Kenworth, just never on the back seat of my truck. Never even thought of it until today, but I am certainly willing to give at a go with a compliant lady.
Anybody have stories to share to give me some ideas?
Anybody have stories to share to give me some ideas?
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Have done that position with civi's a few times in my life.
November, 1969, in the back seat of my Dad's '63 Olds was my first penetration.
I figured she owed me for that and told her to suck my dick. So there I was doing 65mph on I-26 with illegal drugs in the car and a stripper giving me a BBBJ. Nothing more happened but I doubt that I will ever get conned like that again.
Didn't you tell that story before shadowcat?
That's a WILD ride!
the back seats of those things are pretty darn roomy, but they've got limits. I had a F250 King Ranch Crew Cab a few years back while I was in school. I had a regular girlfriend who was more than willing to go for a romp back there from time to time. It was always great, a little bit of exhibitionism but enough privacy during the warm up to let you get into it without thinking about it.
One night, we got a little boozed up and tried to add a 3rd to our little party. Now don't get me wrong, sex with two hot young little ladies is always a good thing - but in this case it was pretty damn bad. It all ended very abruptly when a nipple ring got caught on a seat belt and the nipple let go before the seatbelt did. So not only did I spend several hours in the ER waiting on a plastic surgeon to stitch up the boob, the next day the guy at the carwash found the backseat filled with a used condom, a torn pair of panties, and with a fair amount of bloody hand prints spattered about and proceeded to call the cops. Luckily the evidence of my innocence (legally speaking) was coming to pick me up for lunch while they detailed my truck, cause the cop who showed up seemed pretty darn intent on locking me up.
So the moral of the story is: Its fun to fuck in the back seat, but steer clear of the chicks with piercings - they'll ruin your leather and your day.
Love your new avatar of Yvonne Ruperti.
Very jealous of your story - no such event ever in my life.