Life with Torrie Ch. 01byTheeeeee1©
For Torrie and I, 1970 started out with a ‘bang’ in more ways than one. Although I don’t remember anything specific about the early evening, I know we drove into town for the New Years Eve Celebration. There were drunks or at least people who had been drinking, fireworks, sparklers and lots of firecrackers at the crowded celebration. It was difficult to find a place to park the car. Then it was a challenge to find a place along the sidewalk to stand because of all the people. There in the rain, I stood close behind Torrie with my arms around her holding her close. Since the sidewalk was so crowded, I could kiss the back of her neck and touch her breasts through her clothes without anyone noticing. As we stood there waiting for midnight, I know she could feel my erection press against her because she would press back and wiggle her ass against it from time to time. As soon as the New Year was rang in by the big clock in the center of town, Torrie and I made our way through the crowd back to my car. We were both happy to leave the crowd behind.
We didn’t have much time before I had to take Torrie home so we quickly drove toward her neighborhood. As we always did, we stopped and parked for a time. The night was cold and wet beyond belief as I parked my car in the high grass behind a deserted house not far from where she lived. It didn’t take long before we were celebrating in our own way. We didn’t even bother to take our clothes off as we moved into the backseat. The hour was so late that all we had time for was a ‘quickie’ before I had to be home. So with Torrie’ skirt up and her panties off, I quickly moved between her long legs. After pushing my pants and briefs down below my knees, we ushered in another year with me ‘banging’ her willing pussy. Like horny teenagers, we fucked until I deposited a load of hot cum deep in her body. After rearranging our clothes, I reluctantly took Torrie home thinking about the time when we would be able to go home together as man and wife.
I always heard that whatever you do on New Years Day, you would do repeatedly throughout the year. I hoped that was true and did everything I could to make it true in our situation. I figured since we had fucked right after mid-night, we might as well do it every time we were together and we almost always did. My parents finally sold the ‘tank’ (my dead Grandfather’ big car) with the huge front seat we liked to ‘mess around’ in, so we were forced to date in my car most of the time. It was a little more crowded but we managed to get by. Everything was fine until the last week in February when I traded my car for a Volkswagen bug so we would have money to get married with. That’s when our fucking got crowded but we managed to get by for that last week. We learned how and where to sit so we were able to fuck in the back seat of our ‘red bug.’
Even though we had agreed when we got engaged at Christmas to wait for at least a year before we got married, Torrie and I changed our minds and decided we were not going to wait. We were married just 2 months after New Years on the last day of February.
In the mean time, our relationship continued to deepen both in our loving commitment and our sexual experiences. We continued kissing, holding, touching, sucking and fucking almost every time we dated. About the only thing that stopped any of our intimacy was when Torrie was on her period and the only thing her period prevented was our fucking. Even during those brief times, we still did all the other intimate things that brought us pleasure.
After our private New Years Eve celebration, ‘Life with Torrie’ continued as usual until an unusually warm mid-February afternoon. I don’t remember what we were going to do but I picked Torrie up in the early afternoon instead of waiting for the evening. It must not have been very important because we ended up driving straight to ‘our favorite parking place’ instead of ‘whatever it was’ we were going to do. Since it was daylight and we didn’t want to be disturbed we drove deeper into the woods than usual. Finding a nicely wooded area where we hoped we would be alone, we parked. It was such a beautiful, sunny day, Torrie commented on what a shame to have to sit in the car. Her statement prompted my memory and I remembered a blanket in the trunk of my car. I suggested we use it to lie outside on the thick pine straw. I didn’t have to make the suggestion twice. Soon we were lying side-by-side on the blanket in the warm sun.
I always found it sexually stimulating (I still do!) to be close to Torrie physically and that afternoon was no exception. I rolled on my side facing her and began following the lines of her body with my finger. I traced every part of her body although I admit I concentrated on her breasts and pubic mound more than the rest. It wasn’t long before we were in each other’s arms kissing passionately. The longer we kissed the more excited I became. My hands were all over Torrie. She didn’t seem to mind as I slipped my hand down front of her slacks toward her pussy. About the time my fingers touched her curly blond pubic hair she pushed my hand away.
“You can’t do that because someone might come up.” she said.
“Who do you think is going to come up way out here?” I asked.
“I don’t know but someone might. Now stop! You’re not going to take my clothes off.” Torrie replied as I fumbled with a button on her blouse.
“Don’t worry. No one will come up. We’ve never seen anyone out here except the night of the fire. You don’t see a fire today, do you?” I reasoned with her.
Torrie looked irritated as she quit discussing the matter. Reluctantly, I rolled onto my back and lay beside her. After a few minutes, she moved closer to me and reached for my hand. Pulling gently, she encouraged me to roll back onto my side and put my arm around her. I knew this was an invitation to resume our (I guess I should say my touching) touching. This time she didn’t object when I began unbuttoning her blouse.
“The sun really feels good on my skin.” Torrie said as I finished unbuttoning her blouse exposing her chest and stomach.
“It does feel wonderful, doesn’t it?” I commented as I reached under her back and found the hooks on her bra. Without saying a word she arched her back so I could get the hooks unfastened. Releasing her bra, I immediately pushed it up exposing her breasts to my eyes and mouth, as well as, the warm sun.
“How does that feel?” I asked as I sucked one nipple into my mouth.
“Which one? Your mouth or the sun?” she asked with a smile.
“The sun!” I replied as I moved until I was kneeling beside of her. “Now raise up and I’ll show you what will really feel good.” I instructed as I began to pull her stretch slacks and panties down.
“You shouldn’t do that.” Torrie teasingly protested as she raised up, allowing the slacks and panties to easily move down below her knees.
“This really does feel good. Why don’t you take your pants off, so you can feel the warmth of the sun?” she asked as she rubbed her hands up and down her legs.
Before I had a chance to respond, Torrie quit rubbing her legs and reached for the zipper of my pants. While she unzipped and unfastened the waist of my pants, I pushed her clothes the rest of the way down her legs and took them off of one foot. I didn’t notice when Torrie moved her feet apart and spread her legs, I was too interested in helping her get my pants down to my knees. Without saying a word I moved between her legs and began to eat her pussy. I could feel the warm sun on my ass as I knelt between her legs with my naked ass sticking up. It wasn’t too long before Torrie pushed my mouth away. When I started to protest, she stopped me without saying a word. She simply gave me an inviting look that said, ‘You need to fuck me now!’
That invitation was worth more than a thousand words because I immediately moved close between her legs. Torrie reached between us, took my dick in her hand and guided it directly to her waiting opening. With one gentle push, my dick was completely engulfed by her body. There were no words spoken as Torrie held me with her legs and we fucked each other. Finally, I couldn’t hold back any longer. With one final thrust, I emptied my balls deep in her wetness.
Exhausted, I moved from between her legs and lay down on the blanket beside her. We both must have dozed off to sleep because Torrie soon woke me up saying, “I’m getting cold. We had better get dressed and go before it gets completely dark. Anyway, I want to go get something to eat. Are you hungry?”
“You can eat me!” I responded with a sleepy grin.
“I want some real food!” she replied with a broad smile. Leaning over she gave my dick a quick lick before saying, “Now let’s go!”
Without saying anything else, we dressed and drove to our favorite drive-in restaurant where we shared a pepperoni pizza and 2 cherry-ups. Less than a week later, we were married. We thought we knew what we were doing when we got married but in reality we had no clue. We have traveled a long road together and learned a great deal about life from each other and other people over the years. It has definitely been quite an experience.
Part 2 of ‘Life with Torrie’ will tell you about other experiences we shared together or maybe with someone else. You can find it right here in the ‘Loving Wives’ stories. If you enjoy reading about Torrie, let me know because I always enjoy remembering and writing about her and our life together.