.It was the summer of 1979, and I was working as a line cook at a major seafood chain restaurant in Aurora, Colorado. Lisa, a waitress with sun-kissed blonde hair, stood at 5'7" and weighed around 130 lbs. I was an 18-year-old virgin, and she was 24.
She had been flirting with me at work, and I finally got the chance to see her after hours as our group headed to the Red Rocks Amphitheater.

The night was warm and the stars were out. Everyone was standing and looking out over the amphitheater, but Lisa lingered in the back. I came up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist. I began to gently kiss her neck, feeling her pulse quicken beneath my lips.
She responded by leaning back into me, her body pressing against mine. My hands slowly made their way up to her ample breasts, cupping them through her shirt. I could feel her nipples harden as I began to caress them, rolling them between my fingers.
Others started to notice our intimate moment, so we headed back to the van for the ride back. The night ended with a very passionate kiss, and we made plans to go to the drive-in movie theater the next night.

It was another warm summer night, and I had the targa top off of my '72 Porsche 914 to enjoy the night air.
I picked up Lisa, and she was wearing a tight white tank top with no bra and short cut-off 501's. Her nipples were visible through the thin fabric, and her jeans hugged her curves perfectly.
The Godfather was playing, and about halfway through the movie, we were getting pretty hot and heavy.
She started undoing the zipper concealing the growing bulge in my pants. I could feel her breath on my thigh as she leaned down, her tongue tracing the length of my cock through my boxers.
She pulled me out, her small hand wrapping around my shaft as she began to stroke me. She then took me into her mouth, her lips wrapping tightly around me as she began to bob her head up and down.
I could feel the back of her throat as she took me deeper, swallowing my 7-inch cock completely.
I, in turn, reached over and began to finger her hot, wet pussy, feeling her juices coat my fingers as she moaned around my cock. It didn't take long before she had my hot, creamy cum in her mouth, swallowing my load as I shuddered with release.
There were other cars around, and I'm sure people saw us, but we left and called it a night with dreams of taking it to the next step.

I had to work the next morning, but I got off early and headed to Lisa's apartment. When I arrived, she greeted me at the door wearing a white cotton bodysuit that left little to the imagination. Her nipples were visible through the thin fabric, and the way it clung to her body accentuated her curves.
I immediately felt a stirring in my pants, and by the time we got to the couch, I was as hard as steel.
She undid my pants and took me by my cock, leading me to her bedroom.
I slipped the spaghetti straps off of her shoulders as I cupped her large, pert breasts.
I reached down, undoing the clasp at her crotch, exposing her smooth, shaved pussy lips. I began to gently stroke her, feeling her wetness coat my fingers.
By this time, I was naked, and I began to penetrate her hot, wet pussy with me standing and her laying on the bed.
I could feel her walls clenching around me as I began to move, our bodies slapping together with each thrust.
We changed positions to cowgirl, with her facing me.
This put her nipples in the perfect position for me to suck on as my hard cock slid in and out of her. I could feel her grinding against me, chasing her release.
We kept going until we both came, her walls milking me as I filled her with my cum.
Afterwards, we were laying next to each other, and I was circling her nipples with my fingers when she suddenly came again. She told me that had never happened to her before and that either someone taught me right or I am a genius.

The mountains were breathtaking, the crisp air filling my lungs as I hiked up the trail. The sun filtered through the dense canopy above, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor.
Lisa, with her radiant smile and sparkling eyes, had suggested a picnic in the Rockies, and I was more than eager to join her.
As I drove us up to the trailhead in her van, the anticipation built. The van was filled with the scent of her perfume, a heady mix of jasmine and vanilla that made my heart race. I parked, and she turned to me, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
"Wait here," she said, her voice a sultry whisper. "I'll be right back with something special."
I watched as she walked back down the trail, her sundress swaying gently with each step. After a few minutes, I decided to go check on her, curious about what was taking so long.
As I made my way back down the trail, I heard soft rustling in the undergrowth. Following the sound, I found her in a secluded clearing, a blanket spread out on the ground.
My breath caught in my throat as I took in the scene. She was laying on the blanket, her sundress open, revealing her luscious breasts. Her legs were spread wide, inviting me in. Her eyes met mine, dark with desire, and she motioned for me to join her.
I quickly unbuttoned my 501's, my cock already hard and throbbing with anticipation. I knelt down beside her, my hands roaming over her soft skin, feeling her body respond to my touch. She moaned softly, her hips arching up to meet me.
I slid into her wet pussy, feeling her heat envelop me.
The sensation was electric, her tightness gripping me perfectly. I began to move, my thrusts slow and deliberate, building the tension between us. Her moans grew louder, her nails digging into my back as she clung to me.
As I was on top of her, I looked out over the clearing, my eyes drifting to the now busy parking area below.
The thought of being watched, of someone catching a glimpse of our passionate encounter, was a real turn-on. The excitement was palpable, my body responding to the thrill of the possibility.
My thrusts became harder, faster, my body driven by the primal need to claim her. She cried out, her body convulsing as she climaxed, her inner muscles clenching around me. The sensation was too much, and I unleashed deep inside of her, my groan of pleasure echoing through the clearing.
I quickly pulled out, my breath ragged.
We both hurried to button up our clothes, the adrenaline of the moment making our hands shake.
As we made our way back up the trail, we encountered another couple coming down from above. Their faces were flushed, their smiles knowing, and I couldn't help but exchange a conspiratorial grin. It was as if they knew exactly what we had been up to.
The rest of the hike was filled with glances and whispered words, the memory of our encounter lingering in the air between us. The mountains seemed even more beautiful, the air sweeter, and the world around us felt alive with possibility. I knew that this day, this adventure, would be etched in my memory forever.

I was a broken man when I met Regina.
At 53, my body was ravaged by multiple sclerosis, my mind clouded by alcohol and porn addiction. I couldn’t walk, confined to an electric wheelchair, navigating the streets of Portland with a sense of futility.
I ended up in the hospital again.
That’s where I met Regina. She was a vision of beauty, with her c-cup breasts and petite frame and her long flowing dark brown hair and stunning bright blue eyes, but she was dangerously underweight.
We bonded over our shared misfortunes, and slowly, Regina began to bring me back to life.

She introduced me to God, and with her guidance, I started to overcome my addictions. The wheelchair became a thing of the past as I learned to walk again.
We courted for two years, pushing the boundaries of our abstinence to the limit, kissing and heavy petting, but never crossing the line to actual intercourse. It was xxxxxxxxxxx, but it made our eventual union that much sweeter.

On our wedding night, I knew that Regina was a virgin.
Her tight, untouched body was a revelation as I claimed her as my wife.
We made love for hours, my stamina enhanced by the daily Cialis I took. But even with my prolonged hardness, it was difficult for me to reach orgasam.
Regina was patient, understanding, and always eager to please.
Now, nine years later, we run a small cafe together in a quiet town. Our sex life is as vibrant as ever, with Regina initiating sex 3-4 times a week, sometimes twice in one day.
I can only perform on my back, but the passion between us is undiminished.

One particularly steamy morning, Regina woke me with her hand wrapped around my cock. I groaned, my morning wood quickly hardening to full mast.
She stroked me rhythmically both overhand and underhand until we was at the edge of cumming. 
I tangled my fingers in her hair, as she stroked my throbbing cock up and down.
“Good morning, husband,” she purred, releasing my cock from her hand.
“I thought you could use a little wake-up call.”
Before I could respond, she straddled me, positioning herself above my throbbing member.
With one swift motion, she impaled herself on my cock, her tight walls gripping me like a vise.
I groaned, my hips bucking instinctively as she began to ride me.
Regina leaned forward, her ample breasts swaying hypnotically as she moved. I reached up, cupping the soft mounds in my hands, my thumbs brushing over her nipples. She gasped, her pace quickening as I teased her sensitive peaks.
“Oh, William” she moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy. “You feel so good inside me.”
I could feel my orgasm building, my balls tightening as my cock throbbed within her.
But just as I was about to spill my seed, Regina lifted herself off me, leaving me bereft and aching.
“Patience, my love,” she whispered, a sly smile on her lips. “I want to make this last.”

She turned around, presenting her ass to me as she lowered herself back onto my cock.
I groaned at the new sensation, my hands gripping her hips as she rode me reverse cowgirl style.
The view of her ass bouncing on my cock was almost too much to bear.
Regina reached back, her fingers finding her clit as she ground herself against me. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, as she chased her own release.
I could feel her walls fluttering around my cock, her body tensing as she neared the edge.
“Come for me, Baby,” I urged, my voice strained with the effort of holding back my own orgasm. “Let go, baby.”
With a cry of ecstasy, She came undone, her body shaking with the force of her climax. Her muscles contracted around me, milking my cock as I finally found my own release, spilling my seed deep inside her.

We collapsed together, our bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction. Regina curled up beside me, her head resting on my chest as I stroked her hair.
“I love you, William ” she murmured, her voice heavy with contentment. “Thank you for saving me.”
I smiled, pulling her closer. “No, baby. You saved me.
You gave me a reason to live, to love, to feel again. I am forever grateful for you.”
As we lay there, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking, I knew that I was the luckiest man alive.
With Regina by my side, I could face anything – even the challenges of my disability and the demands of our busy life. Together, we had found not just love, but redemption.

It was another warm summer night, and I had the targa top off of my '72 Porsche 914 to enjoy the night air. I picked up Lisa, and she was wearing a tight white tank top with no bra and short cut-off 501's. Her nipples were visible through the thin fabric, and her jeans hugged her curves perfectly. The Godfather was playing, and about halfway through the movie, we were getting pretty hot and heavy. She started undoing the zipper concealing the growing bulge in my pants. I could feel her breath on my thigh as she leaned down, her tongue tracing the length of my cock through my boxers. She pulled me out, her small hand wrapping around my shaft as she began to stroke me. She then took me into her mouth, her lips wrapping tightly around me as she began to bob her head up and down. I could feel the back of her throat as she took me deeper, swallowing my 7-inch cock completely. I, in turn, reached over and began to finger her hot, wet pussy, feeling her juices coat my fingers as she moaned around my cock. It didn't take long before she had my hot, creamy cum in her mouth, swallowing my load as I shuddered with release. There were other cars around, and I'm sure people saw us, but we left and called it a night with dreams of taking it to the next step.