The car bonnet
While courting my then wife-to-be, and now wife-who-never-should-have-been, we were limited for places to copulate, mainly by her still living at home with her parents.

This young lady was pretty reserved when we first got together but that soon changed.

I remember the night we left the pub and got into my car to head home, she had consumed enough alcohol to make her a little carefree and whipped my old man out, as I was driving, and got down to trying to suck my testicles out through my japs eye.

Fortunately one of us hadn't been drinking and, while I don't condone this dangerous driving, I managed to keep the car on the straight and narrow.

After a short way I saw a country lane, turned down it and found a gateway in which we could get on with the deed.

Now my car at the time was only very small and with her being 5'8" and me being 6'1" there wasn't a huge amount of room for serious lovin'.

What did we do? The only thing we could do under the circumstances. Picture this, if you can, a beautiful clear night around 10.30 (so nice and dark), her on the bonnet of my car, naked except for her boots, and me with her legs on my shoulders giving her some serious pounding, all this while still wearing my boots.

What an experience, polished the bonnet up lovely too......
(FF_Sam is currently on call...., Wed 29 Apr 2009, 13:16, 1 reply)

Your "back to lurking" from the previous story didn't last long
Have a click though, particularly for the last line
(Capo, Wed 29 Apr 2009, 14:38, closed)