Living in London in the late sixties, I had my fair share of girlfriends, but Annie is the one I remember most, even after all these years, I get rock-hard just thinking about her. She was nineteen, a trainee nurse, about 5'3', with very small tits, but blessed with the most exciting legs and thighs. I've always loved girls' legs best, and luckily, she knew that and understood how to display them to really turn me on.
Annie shared a flat with another nurse (another Anne), and they slept together in the only bedroom, which had only a double bed. When her flatmate was out, or on duty, we would indulge in prolonged petting/masturbation sessions on the living room couch. Annie would always have her short miniskirt up around her waist in no time, displaying her full rounded thighs to my eager gaze. Sometimes, she'd wear a pair of high leather kneeboots as a costume bonus, those sexy sixties zip-up boots that came right up to the middle of her knees, and the sight of her soft flesh squeezed by the tight boots would invariably give me a throbbing erection.
I remember particularly one night when she also put on her tiny, tight short shorts, which squeezed the soft flesh at the tops of her thighs so much that I thought I might cum spontaneously just looking at them. Annie then posed for me, squatting back on her heels on the floor with her thighs spread soft and wide, as she fingered herself up the leg of her shorts, and her breathing got more excited. Meanwhile, she made me stroke the underside of my eight-inch throbbing cock softly, with just an index finger, while I caressed the silky flesh of her thighs with my other hand.
Next, she eased her shorts off, and we lay together on the couch. With her quivering thighs spread as wide as they would go, Annie manipulated her budding clitoris expertly, occasionally dipping two or even three fingers deep into her vagina, drawing out a stream of love juices that trickled down onto her buttocks. She made me caress the soft fleshy underside of her thighs, making them shake voluptuously. Eventually, she drew her booted knees back up to her chest, giving me a full view as she reached her powerful orgasm, bucking and shuddering in ecstasy.
Then it was my turn: I made her put her shorts back on, and pull them up as high as they would go, so that they barely covered her buttocks. I straddled her, and she drew my foreskin right back and gently caressed the soaking helmet until I could hold back no longer, with the most intense thrill ever, I shot stream after stream of steaming sperm all over her widespread thighs and skin-tight shorts.
Annie later confessed that she and her flatmate indulged in all kinds of mutual masturbation games in that big double bed of theirs, but that's another story.