Message-ID: <4186eli$9709171242@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Sydney Holbrook" Subject: Drive-In Date Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <01bcc2f0$8b248fe0$7f963ecb@sydney> I am going to attempt to write (well some writing involved) an erotic sex story with the minor obstacle of using none of the usual sex jargon associated with the male / female anatomy, and hopefully - still have an erotic story left. Why give myself this obstacle? you may well ask. Mainly so that my wife's sensibilities are not unduly offended, as I would also like to share this writing with her. I have taken a story outline written by M1ke Hunt and unashamedly plagiarised it to come up with the following variation. Warning: This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY mature readers, ages 18 or older and contains material of adult erotic entertainment. If you are a minor or will be offended by such material, stop right now and delete this file. By downloading this material (or continuing to read it) you certify that: You are an adult, being at least 18 years of age. You are not accessing this material to use against the site operator or any person whomsoever in any conceivable manner; and that you are not a member of any law enforcement organisation or an officer of any court nor acting as agent for such. Your further certify that you will not redistribute this material to anyone nor permit any minor to see this material, or any other person who might find such material personally offensive. You believe that such material does not offend the standard of the community in which you live and that your community subscribes to the principles of the American First Amendment which holds that free adult Americans have the right to decide for themselves what they will read and view without governmental interference. You agree not to archive this file in such a way as to make it accessible to others. If you do not meet the previous criteria and decide to read this story anyway, then I accept no liability, responsibility in way shape or form and did not even write it. I wasn't here. ----------------------------- Drive-In Date "I was never a real Jock, you know the muscle-bound athletic type. I left home and joined the Royal Australian Air Force at fifteen, where I was introduced in a most unpleasant manner to physical training and masochistic instructors. After getting over the initial shock of basic training and getting my body finally honed, I maintained some interest in keeping myself in shape. Along with the other 120 in my intake I grew rapidly till I reached six foot three with a fairly solid build, brown (auburn) hair - definitely not a pretty boy handsome, although I do think I have that rugged handsome look a lot of girls find quite attractive. "While I have been around the block quite a few times with different girls, I never considered myself a casanova. I considered myself a fairly adept lover (until I met Anne) and always took the time to ensure my current partner enjoyed herself as thoroughly as I did, In this I was usually successful. This story starts when I was eighteen, and based at Amberley - a large (For Australia) Air base on the outskirts of Ipswich a small town near Brisbane. Enough of the background and on with this story. "I Felt Sorry for Anne, not that she wasn't good looking (with that long blonde hair, pout'y lips and ample figure), but here she was crying hard and I felt a little responsible. Anne had just broken up with her boyfriend Ryan whom I had introduced - and hence felt somewhat guilty. "One night I was visiting another girlfriend that lived close to Anne's place and found myself with this lovely lady sobbing deeply onto my chest and hugging me tightly. I was slightly embarrassed and uncomfortable, as I felt I didn't know her that well, but with my arms wrapped around her I tried to offer some comfort. I really was not sure what I should do - what the etiquette, called for in this sort of situation. To help cheer Anne up I offered to take her to the movies, and was surprised when she looked up at me with those large wet eyes and said okay. "As I gazed into those deep blue eyes, I felt protective of her. The contact broke as Anne went to get ready. Why hadn't I considered dating Anne before this - I don't know, but I was looking forward to cuddling her and making her feel better. I know movies are often a good idea for a first date, I think, because you aren't forced to fill up every moment with conversation and you aren't forced to be witty all the time, and you can laugh and have a good time with the person and get to know them without all those other pressures. And ..... you can eat popcorn! "We'd sort of planned to see a new romance film I'd heard about. Anne suggested we go to the drive in instead of into the city and suggested we take her car, so off we went. I felt a little funny going out with a girl in her car (instead of mine) and with her driving, but what the heck! Anne's smile was positively beaming. I got a bit of a shock when we got to the Drive in and discovered the romantic comedy we expected was not showing but a dusk to dawn series of steamy R-rated movies. There were not that many people there so I paid and went to get drinks and popcorn (of course), we then parked a little towards the back. "After settling in Anne started crying a little, so I put my arm around her and kissed her cheek. I was a little red-faced when I glanced at the screen to see the characters had a love scene, and what a provocative scene it was. "It seemed real enough, their acting was certainly good, and when they kissed you could feel the passion vibrating from the taut silver sheet that was the focus of the few eyes in other cars. The kissing was torrid, it was wet, it was long. And then he was undressing her. We watched as one of Hollywood's best director's choreographed an unveiling worthy of a lost Picasso. His hands worked on each button, and with eager yet embarrassed eyes I saw her chest, then the hill of a breast, then a nipple pop into view. His mouth lowered and he kissed it, gently at first, then with increasing eagerness and finally with a kiss that brought the ruby tip of her breast to full attention. "As the camera pulled back I could see that she was groping his trousers, and I stole a quick sideways glance at my companion. Her eyes were riveted on the screen; she was probably as uncomfortable as I was. And possibly as turned on. "My eyes flicked forward, and I noted that the camera had moved toward the actors, so much so that we could no longer see his trousers, though the motion of her arm gave clear indication that she was fondling his hardness. "We heard a zipping sound. It was so loud that it was no doubt dubbed in, but if either he or she was acting then this was an Oscar winning performance. The camera panned to a three-quarter shot and panned left; we saw her from the back. His head was hidden behind her chest, though we could still see the side of her breast, the one he wasn't kissing. "Soon the zipping sound returned, and we saw his hands rise to the waistband of her skirt. It fell to the floor. "Right then I felt eyes on me, and I knew Anne was looking at me. I flushed a deep red, and was so confused I didn't know what to do. I stared at the screen. Just as she had minutes earlier. "On the screen the two actors had fallen onto a convenient sofa; he rested comfortably between her legs, their passionate kiss continued. You could sense, more than see, that he was positioning himself to enter her, and as she positioned her legs high she sighed deeply. "I'm told that the sex scenes in a movie are just that, that it's not sexual at all for the actors. It was hard to believe. They were bouncing around with the kind of passion usually reserved for new lovers, and the camera angles were so creative it was impossible to conjecture where else his manhood maybe except in her valley. "Suddenly Anne leaned over to me and whispered, 'What do you think?' "My possible responses included 'I think my pecker is uncomfortable because it's bent the wrong way in my pants.' or 'I think this is the hottest fucking scene I've ever seen in an R-rated movie,' or 'Wouldn't I like to have her ride my baloney pony!' A dozen more flashed through my brain. I sat there like a lump. "Finally I said, 'What do you mean?' "Her fingers began squeezing me, and she pulled at the material of my trousers to get some slack so her grasp could encircle me. I lifted my torso off the seat and the thin material scooted from under my bottom and up the sides, until her fingers met her thumb as she enveloped me completely. "I tried to move my arm to return the favour but it was trapped under hers, and I had no choice but to sit there and enjoy myself. At any rate she seemed to be having a good enough time. The action on the screen in front of us progressed from merely passionate to intense to incredibly hot. I watched as the woman pressed herself against this good looking guy and scraped her breasts back and forth. Her perky chest was bursting out of her dress. "She lowered one hand to the front of his pants and began unzipping him. I felt the hand in my lap release its grasp, and it followed the motion on the screen. Anne found the small metallic tab and pulled. The zipper performed its mission perfectly, and only moments later I felt a hand sliding underneath the material into my boxers and finally touching my hardened rod. "Her grip was gentle yet firm as she twisted my member into a more comfortable position for her grasp. I didn't complain. "The screen couple were showing enthusiasm rarely seen in such epics. I simply could not believe this was happening. Drive-ins never showed movies like this, and this sort of thing did not happen to me. The tiny speaker vibrated with erotic sounds; I heard a noise of my own gurgling from my throat as I moaned with pleasure. "Anne seemed determined not to let the screen action get ahead of her, and so she manoeuvred my peter out of my fly and into the open air. She leaned over and began rubbing my hardness against one cheek, then the other. "She stopped the torture by slowly lowering her mouth over me, and as she sank inch by inch onto my sex my own eyes left the screen and gazed in awe at the scene unfolding in my lap. Anne struggled to keep me in her mouth as she rolled her eyes upward to meet mine. I stared back. She seemed to enjoy looking at me as my pleasure increased, and except for the occasional blink, maintained eye contact throughout. I forgot all about the movie. "Anne's tongue was caressing me even as her lips pounded up and down along the length of my shaft, I could feel the wetness flowing from her buds onto my manhood, and knew that if she didn't slow down I would be adding to the lubrication inside her mouth. My head was in a bit of a swirl (both of them), I still could not believe this was happening to me, or that it could feel so fantastic. "I took hold of the sides of her head to try to calm her actions, but she would have none of it. She knew what she was doing and she wanted it all. The message was clear, and it was one I was happy to receive. I leaned forward further and grasped the bottom of her blouse and gave a tug. The material slipped from her waistband and I pulled the bottom toward me, revealing her exquisite breasts. My hands touched the smooth skin of her back, and slowly slipped around under her arms until I could feel the puffy flesh on the sides of her breasts. "I pushed down further and grasped her magnificent pair, flicking my thumb across one of the hardened tips as she continued her ceaseless efforts on my rod. It was only moments later that I knew I was on the trail that would end with my eruption of pleasure. "I had a few girls go down on me before, (usually with lots of coercing and hard to keep promises that I would not explode in their mouth), but nothing, I mean nothing had ever felt as good as Anne's velvet tongue. She was an accomplished marvel, I lost all track of time as Anne's magic lips continued its attack on my manhood, I gently squeezed her taught breasts and flicked my thumb around her nipple. I don't know how long we were like that, minutes, hours, god it felt good. "Moulding her flesh in both hands I bent forward and whispered "It's time. It's really time." She twisted her head and looked me in the eye and nodded. She made no effort to release me, and I gave thanks that she was going to let me cum in her mouth. "The guy parked in the row behind Honked loudly" "At that moment my body convulsed, my groin contracted, and I began to explode. Anne reached up and squeezed my factory through my trousers, heightening the effect more than I would have thought possible. A buzz flew through me and I came directly into her mouth. Her lips were sealed around me tighter than a freshly steamed jar. "I ejected load after load in a series of ejaculations that caused my entire body to tense, then release, then repeat. I might have fainted. Unbelievable!. "Anne wouldn't let go, and kept me in her mouth for a long while after my last eruption, licking and kissing to her heart's content. A little dribble escaped from the corner of her mouth; at one point when she took a breath I could see dew drops like a web in sunshine along her tongue and teeth. She was smiling and so was I. "Finally she began moving off me, maintaining the circular shape of her lips as she slid up the pole. I let go of her breasts. She grinned at me and giggled, I felt pretty good myself. Thank you to M1ke Hunt for his permission to borrow part of his works I know I should have come up with a better ending - some sort of ending at least. I know I should have been more original in the middle, but we gotta start somewhere. Appreciate any feedback - please keep any flaming to a dull roar. My thanks again to M1ke Hunt for my plagiarism, I wouldna dun it, cept no Tits was a challenge. What does this mean - I dun know, but it musta been the other me. Goodboy -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /