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The night of the show

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Another true story.It was approximately 1984. A Friday night. I had been dating and fucking a woman twice my age for some time. I had, in my rebellious youth phase of the time, slipped away and we drove down the coast from Santa Barbara to Oxnard to see a show. A punk band called Aggression.It was a pretty good show. We had fun. I drank a beer and shared a joint. But when the show was over we climbed into the cab of my Dad's '66 Chevy pickup with the camper shell on the back. I was using it that weekend for some reason; I think my '68 Oldsmobile was in the shop or something.We headed out back up the 101. I was slightly worried about the 30 or 40-minute drive, as I knew I was a bit under the influence. But I found my way from the hanger-like place the show had been held in and set the cruise control for a modest 60 mph.Then she started getting frisky. Kisses on the ear. Breast rubbing my arm. Hand in my crotch. Shit honey, I've gotta drive!But my young cock was erect, and she got my pants open and confirmed the effect with a firm grasp. Her fingers played a medley on my cock while her eyes flashed in oncoming headlights.I tried to concentrate on driving, while she teased my dick. My pants were a puddle around my ass, and it wasn't very comfortable, but then again, I was having fun. Her nimble fingers ran up and down, and I shivered in the glory.Then she leaned over and took me in her mouth.Lick, slurp, up, down. Twirling her tongue around the head. Hand on the shaft; tongue on the head. And I'm trying to drive!I'm not sure how or why we weren't killed, or at least pulled over, but we made the 40 some-odd miles back with her bobbing on my knob. Sweeping turns next to the mountains, with moonlight glittering off the water, and fire in her eyes.Eventually we made it to home turf. I swung the pickup into a nearby neighborhood and found a quiet spot. We snaked though the "boot" (the place where the rear window would be, but leads to the camper), and she ripped my clothes off, and then finally hers.I made sure the window were curtained, and opened the vent in the roof. Moonlight streamed in, illuminating her pale breasts. I laid her down on the simple bed in the camper and kissed her, before placing my throbbing cock between her breasts. She used her hands to press her flesh together, and while I stroked, licked at the tip.I couldn't take much of this, not after such a long tease. So I moved down, placing myself in the right spot. Her thighs were wide open; my cock was straining for the gold. My prick was throbbing and my release was near, but I could not resist snaking my tongue down her stomach and tasting her. She was very wet. Very, very wet. Small droplets clung to her pubic hair, shining in moon light streaming from the vent.I took a few laps at her puffy lips, then moved up to kiss her with her own flavor on my lips. My scent and hers melted together with lust made a heady cocktail.But my arousal was extreme, and I nudged her thighs apart, my cock slid in her very easily. Head first, and then back out a little. Then slide in, a couple of inches or so, and then back out. Then in all the way.She groaned, and her back arched. Her erect nipples pressed against my chest as our groins met. I slid back out most of the way, and then pushed back in with nothing but warmth and slipperiness. So wonderful.I was thrusting in and out. She was grappling with my back and my ass. She was pulling me in and moaning, while we stole kisses and exchanged tongue. Her pert breasts with their hard nipples rubbed against my chest. The truck was rocking, and fortunately no one came knocking.At last it was time. Her breath grew quicker, and I was charged up and more than ready. A nip on her nipple, and she quivered and shook in orgasm, and I was off like a rocket. I came and came, after so much teasing. He pussy grabbed me like a vise, and I obliged with stream after stream.We awoke to the morning sun warming the camper up. The foam mattress was still soaked from our sweat and fluids. I was going to be in trouble, but didn't care. Hell, the truck was intact, I didn't get arrested, and I got thoroughly laid.Remind me to tell you about the 4th of July___________________[sig]Burn the land and boil the sea/You can't take the sky from me-JM[/sig]

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