With a woman I met in school. We could fuck nine ways to Sunday and never get tired of it. She was my first anal for example. Her friend had a lot to do with breaking us up. She was jealous.

Has to be when I was out at a place with my BF at the time...we were still kind of new and out on the back patio of this place we liked to go to eat wings and drink. It was well into the night and we started kissing out there toward the back railing. Outside in the parking lot was a group of about 12-15 guys all standing there just talking and as we kissed he raised up my shirt and bra so whoever was paying attention could see my boob.

That got me soooo worked up that within 10 minutes we were in the car and I started sucking on him before we even pulled out and he said someone is next to us watching...

We pulled in the driveway and he met me at the front of the car kissed me and then turned me around and bent me over the hood...I had a short skirt on and no panties so it was easy access and we did it right there with cars passing and slowing as they did but we didn't care.

We tried in different ways to make that play out again but it was so in the moment that we could never really capture the whole feeling like the first time...

"DDG guy" -- I'm not familiar with that term and would be curious to know what it means.

Gracias --

The quickest, yet one of my most memorable experiences was with a girlfriend that I'd been going out with for about a month.

She phoned me at 8 am as I was setting off for work and said she'd have to work late that week and wouldn't be able to see me but why didn't I call round on my way in.

I said, “We haven't really got time to do anything”. “Not that!” she said, “It would just be good to see you and have a cup of Coffee”'.

I was running a but late and wasn't exactly in the right frame of mind. She opened her front door and was wearing a Basque, stockings and heals!

I said, “I don't really have time for this”. ”This shouldn't take too long”, she replied.

She took down my pants and proceeded to jerk me off all over her stockings. Before I got a chance to pull my pants back up she started to open the door and said, “Hurry up, you'll be late for work”. I was still doing up my belt as I walked down her drive, thinking..... Wow!

When I git to work I felt like saying, “You'll never guess what happened to me on the way in!”.



I've tried to replicate the experience with escorts but with limited success. I don't think they believe I really want such a quick service. Anyway, the original is usually the best.

Hottest I ever had -- hhhmmm, would have to be when a former SO and I were on a road trip in the AZ desert near Yuma. We'd done a hike into Palm Canyon a few miles from Yuma and were loving being in the outdoors all by ourselves. Yep, we decided to have at it right then and there, with her leaning up against a boulder and our hiking shorts down around our ankles.

We then headed back to the car and onto the freeway. As it was getting dark and we had a few miles to go, she decided she wanted more and started to work me by hand as we were driving down the freeway. Once she had me full at attention, she leaned over and started giving me the hotttest BJ I've ever had. Guess it was the combination of dangerous activity and somewhat public nature (although the road was empty for miles). Thank God for cruise control, 'cuz it took a while; I mean she had some true skill at this particular activity but we'd already had at it earlier in the day.

Good news is we saw nobody on the road for 20 minutes and I was able to keep the car shiny side up and between the lines.

Still brings a smile to my face to this day and that was 1997

But other than that, I would have to rate one of my first civie sex session as the hottest because the gal was a real freak and we did everything and did it uncovered as this was back in 1974,  (Pre AIDS).

I would have to say that the one experience with her that stands out is when she took a load in her mouth, then mounted me while I was still hard and got herself off while spitting all my cum into my mouth.

Afterwards she said..."Oh, I guess I should have asked you about how you feel about me spitting cum into your mouth, are you OK with that?

What could I say at that point except;  Umm...yeah.

Ironic note:  Many years after we split I ran into her again and she was working as, what else, an escort!

There was a GF where she and I did it in the office in front of the windows of a high rise. There was the GF who popped into my apartment naked under a long coat. There was the girl I met at a "singles dance" ... all that was really just knock-down drag-out hot.

But I think I'll mention the lady whose gas I pumped.

She was wearing an expensive fur coat and had one of those endlessly nervous rat dogs hidden in her coat. She was having a really hard time pumping gas while managing dog, purse, etc. And I could look at her and just KNEW she was hot.

So I walked over and simply took charge of pumping her gas. She thought I worked there, but I said no, that I was just a Boy Scout doing my good deed for a lady and, besides, she was gorgeous which was a big reason.

She laid a kiss on me that would melt granite, gave me her card, and told me to call her that night. I did, and she invited me over.

I got there, and she was dressed to the 9's. Jizz in my pants sort of hot; and she had a candlelit dinner all prepared. Clearly she had been confident that I'd follow up her kiss with a call because it must have taken hours.

Dinner was to die for. Cornish game hen, stuffing, Nashoba Wineries Blueberry, &c ... and the whole process, the way she flirted and stuff just drove me wild. At some point during dinner, maybe when she was feeding me something, I think my reasoning faculty took a hike because I was in a haze of lust. There was nothing she could do that didn't make me want her.

I think we had sex every possible way to have sex and in every place. Naturally, I stayed over, but there was no sleep. There were a couple of clean-up and snack breaks but otherwise all sex.

Damn, damn was that hot. Come morning we both had places to go and as I left, I noticed her mailbox ... Mr. and Mrs. X.

Shit. I had never asked and she had never told.

Ultimate NSA but damn was it good. That was so damned hot a nuclear accident response team could have been called in.

There have been a few off-the-charts hot ladies...

My all-time fav was a busty Italian with auburn hair, green eyes and DDs that were constantly in a too small bra with low-cut tops. It was non-stop sex the entire time we went out.

(This was in my youth)

If I was too tired  to pop again, after four or five rounds, she wanted me to wank into her mouth. Anything she could do to get more.

Another lady was during my time in the military. Married with kids (separated and living with her GF), and we hooked up somehow. We drove up overlooking the firing range and I think we must have fucked six or seven times in the front of her car until it started to get light.

We were both sore and couldn't walk straight for a couple of days (oh to be 20 again!).

There was a provider in DC about 10 years ago who was amazingly good, had dozens of reviews here and the bad ones were 9/9s.  I was “out of her league” but wrote to her anyway and she agreed to a 2 hr session but it fell through at the last minute for reasons beyond our control.  We had already exchanged some e-mails and had hit it off in those so we continued.  The emails started friendly and over the next few weeks started turning sexual.  What we were going to do to each other.  What we did while reading the other’s sexy e-mails.  Etc.

The next time I got to DC was three months later and by that time we had had three months of verbal foreplay that had gotten extremely erotic.  I showed up at her place for our oft postponed 2 hr date and she attacked the instant the door was closed behind me; it’s the only time I can say a woman literally ripped off my clothes.  No kiss, no hug, she undid my belt and yanked at the trouser until the zipper ripped from the material so she could give me the most voracious BBBJTC I’ve had.  The 2 hrs ran a “little over” as I stayed the night then we both called in sick and went at it another full day and night.

I kept seeing her until she retired and it was always good, but never quite like THAT.

She had a tree fort in her back yard and she loved to play house. She asked me to come over and see the new drapes she put on her windows.
I was 13. She was extremely enthusiastic..
Quite often the first impression is the best, and longest lasting impression.

Just one?

Shit! You know, haven't hobbied long. But just turning 43 I've seen a lady or two in my life!

I'm sorry! I've had many great fucking experiences!

I just hope they keep on coming!

Yes, pun intended!