.....why did we call it a "hard on"? Hell! it should have been called an "easy on". Now it's a different story. LOL! Ciao!
I suspect members of this board probably remember going on a hay ride in the fall sometime. When I was in High School my best friend's dad owned a delivery truck and agreed to fill it half way with straw and drive of bunch of us kids with our girl friends, Being covered there was very little light and nestled down in the hay no one could see what the other couples were doing. There were lots of heavy breathing giggles and "no way" to be heard. I don't think anybody actually had sex, but I do know there were lots of "stink finger" as it was called. I can personally vouch that at least one guy came in his pants.When the ride was over there was lots of shuffling and "Hey wait a minute!" heard.
Any memories of such an adventure where you were young (or even recently)
I do recall the first hayride I went on as an adolescent. Went with a wonderful young lady age 12 or 13 who was quite developed. We snuggled down, I put my arm around her and every time it encountered the top of her left breast, she would gently push it down away from the pinnacle! Ah, what a disappointment. I never did get very far with her. It was still fun nonetheless. Those days of instant boners!
.....why did we call it a "hard on"? Hell! it should have been called an "easy on". Now it's a different story. LOL! Ciao!
doing cowgirl with an untamed bush.
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A group of us got together once a week to hang out, drink, play games then watch tv. We'd all be snuggled on the couch. I always sat by the same girl. Under the blanket she would unzip my pants and just pet and stroke me. And I in turn would massage her pussy. Thank god I never came. Them was the good ol days.
Heavy petting was, and is, a true joy.
Like you said, not much happened, but we were practicing for the main event. Before that it was summer nights of playing 'kick the can' and 'capture the flag.'
P.S. I still remember my first hayride date, and we are, even today, 'Classmate' friends, though we live thousands of mile apart.
...Hmmm, seems quite Freudian now that I look back at it.
Remember the "finger bowl"? Better known as the Drive-In? Those were the great days when, if you had a car, any car, you also had pussy.
Any memories of such an adventure where you were young (or even recently)
You got that right! Drive-ins were called Passion Pits in my town. My favorite memory was after I got out of the Navy and had bought a Chevvy Station wagon. I was going duck hunting about 100 miles from my town the next day. I had a mattress and sleeping bag all laid out in the back.
I had a date with a girl from my high school Class. I had never dated her but we were friends. We were going to a drive in. The look on her face when she got in the car, I can still remember it. We went to the movie.Nothing happened. I never saw her again. LOL
Watching Father Knows Best or The Donna Reed Show....What we did was all the guys would meet at the local theater on Friday night, the girls did the same thing. Us guys would have a few beers, some pot and of course the wine for all occasion,Annie Green Spring before we got to the theater. We'd go in high, pick out a girl in the lobby, go sit and when the movie started,that's when the make out session began....Some guys got alittle stinky finger but most left with a major hickey on his neck..On Monday at school, the guys got all the oooh and ahhhh's....BMOC....lol