I love reminiscing about old girlfriends and even though our relationship didn't last for very long, after the initial slow burn, things were pretty hot between us. She was ferociously fit and, fortunately, I was still playing rugby and football so was in good shape as well - there was no way I could have kept up with her otherwise. We also had the slight issue of working around her girlfriend who sort of accepted the situation, not least as they continued to live together, I was never allowed back to their place and we only saw each other once a week or so. I was under no illusions, I was being used first and foremost for sex, but also whenever she needed a male to take along with her to any sort of a function where she didn't want to reveal too much about her private life - the fact that she was primarily a lesbian.

Her preferences were also clear in the way that we enjoyed sex - and boy did we enjoy the sex! She had no interest whatsoever in giving me a blow job but was more than happy to be well and truly rogered on a regular basis - although again she preferred to be on top which was not an issue as far as I was concerned funnily enough. She did, though, just adore me going down on her and she taught me an awful lot about what a girl likes down there. She was also more than happy to agree to my request that she wear short (the shorter the better) skirts and dresses with heels and preferably bare legs, even when it started to get cooler as autumn started to fade into winter. Of course we weren't together long enough to see how she would have coped in winter.

I remember us going to a pretty upmarket night club one night and she looked absolutely stunning. She wore the classic LBD that was realistically way to short, with stilettos and no bra - none was needed as she had magnificent firm little tits, probably a B cup from memory. She had this athletic way of moving, like watching a tiger prowling and her arse was just incredible - men and women ogled her as she went past and I felt (and looked) like the cat who'd got the cream. We danced for quite a while before she announced that she needed to nip to the ladies. On her return, she pressed something into my hand, it was her white lace panties which were still warm. I couldn't help myself and had to hold them up to my nose to breathe in her gorgeous musky smell. My cock went into overdrive, not only had I been able to smell her, but I now knew she had absolutely nothing on apart from the dress and her heels.

I suggested that we go somewhere, but she just smiled and told me not to be silly, the night was still young and she waned to dance some more. Which we did, for another couple of hours with her gyrating erotically away, knowing the effect she was having on me, knowing I had a cock fit to burst but also secure in the knowledge that everyone else in the nightclub wanted to shag the arse off her. Eventually she just grabbed my arm, marched me off the dance floor and said let's go. We got into the car and she was all over me - in the middle of the car park and I had to restrain her - take me somewhere then, quickly, she ordered. I drove away trying desperately to think of place I could take her as it was clear she didn't want to wait until we got back to my flat. I knew there was a beauty spot car park not so far away (nobody had heard about dogging back then) and I took her there.

Fortunately, or maybe not, it was deserted. She got out of the car, dropped her dress and laid it on the bonnet of the car. Leaning back on to it, she just said lick me. I was in there like a shot as she put one foot up on the bumper to allow me better access. I opened up the lips of her cunt and just looked in wonder at the most beautiful sight - she was already drenched down there. She immediately grabbed the back of my head and forced my face into her as I started to make long strokes along the length of her lips with my tongue, swirling around her clit and back down again. I managed to get 3 fingers inside her almost straight away, that's how wet she was and in no time at all she was panting that she was coming. I had learned from experience that when she came from a good licking, my head was likely to be crushed and tonight was no exception as she screamed out an orgasm and clamped my head between those thighs.

Oh God, she said, don't stop. So I carries on licking, swirling and nibbling away, thrusting my fingers into her harder and faster as she still held my head against her and those thighs locked me in place. I thought at one point I was going to drown there was so much juice flowing ad she just went berserk as she built towards another orgasm. I was licking away and she was thrusting her mound at me, in the end it was my nose that was doing much of the work on her clit as my tongue was flattened against her fanny lips and my fingers were stuck inside her. I'm cumming she shouted as she covered me in juices and for once, those fabulous legs gave way and she just melted forwards so that I had to catch her to stop her falling over.

It took quite some time for her to calm down and she then seemed to sort of realise that I was there, who I was and that there was a huge bulge in the front of my trousers. Wank for me, she said. I want you to spray your spunk all over me. Ever the gentleman, I released my cock and started to wank - long slow strokes, twisting at the end, pulling the foreskin all the way back. I got as close to her as I could and told her to watch closely, which she did. She squatted down and, amazingly, played with herself as she watched me. I'd loved to say that I lasted for ages, but given what I had witnessed there was just no way I could. I'm cumming I said, so she leaned back against the bonnet and watched as I sprayed several huge bursts of spunk all over her cunt, legs and shoes before collapsing on top of her. It was without doubt one of the hottest things I have ever done in my life.

Eventually we tidied ourselves up and she went to put her dress on. Leave it I said, get in the car, and for once she did as she was told. I drove her back to her place, totally naked apart from her heels. It was the early hours of the morning and 40 years ago there was very little traffic out and about, but it was thrilling nonetheless. We got back to her place and I told her to walk in naked, which she did, swinging the dress over her shoulder as she went. She told me later that she and her girlfriend basically screwed the night away as she was in such a heightened state off sexual tension - one area where you girls can beat us fellas hands down is staying power. I think that episode helped us to carry on a bit longer as she absolutely loved the night and her girlfriend loved the state she came home in. Just the most fantastic, horny, memories!