Memories Of Youth

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(The true (you decide) tale of my slide from innocence to exhibition, voyeurism and beyond.)

Every generation seems to think that sex was invented by them and that anyone over the age of forty couldn't possibly have a sex life. My name is Tim Hall and my own experience would prove otherwise. My story starts in 1955. I was 18 years old and I lived in Hackney in London's East End. London in those days was a very depressed place. It was only starting to recover from the war and was quite a dull capital city by today's standards. Unless you lived up west or had money or connections you hadn't a lot to look forward to. I had left school the previous summer and worked at odd jobs when I could get them. Society was much different then. For starters there was no such thing as television, [not in my neighbourhood anyway] and the community was closer then, than it is now. You could leave your front door open with the key in the lock, but I suppose we had nothing worth robbing. In some ways it was a much simpler life, there weren't the same pressures we have today.

Sex too was very subdued; it was never discussed in public. We were a long way from page three girls in those days. Playboy or penthouse [top shelf] mags were unheard of. The nearest thing we had to a sexy picture of a Pin up was a few well-thumbed French photos that had been passed around from one lad to another. I was still a virgin that year, although I had 'felt' a girl's tits at a dance. Although inexperienced I didn't let any opportunity slip by that might afford me even a glimpse of stocking top or a flash of knickers.

During the previous summer my friend Harry Liston and myself would take the bus up west to spy on what we called 'top totty'. A favourite spot for this was Hyde park, where we would spend hours lolling around the grassy slopes of the serpentine hoping to spot some careless 'top totty' as they sunned themselves at lunch hour.

The fashion for girls in those days was flared skirts below the knee with bobby socks (or nylon stockings, tights had not been invented yet. Thank god!) and sandals. If you were lucky you might get a flash of thigh as a girl lay back to sunbathe. If you were very lucky you might be treated to stocking tops as the lady in question would raise her legs for comfort. It all seems very innocent by today's standards, but a quick look up a careless girl's skirt was enough to give us teenager's instant hard-ons. Looking back now I'm not so sure that we weren't flashed at on purpose. I'm sure that some girls knew what we were up to but gave up a quick flash anyway. It probably gave them a thrill to know that two randy young lads couldn't take their eyes off them.

I remember one lady in particular who seemed very careless. It was a lovely sunny day and myself and Harry had taken up our usual position on the lower slopes. It was early that day but the sun was already strong. There weren't many people about when a woman came along and sat up the slope from us. She was probably about 30 years old [this seemed a lot older to us then]. She seemed not to notice us as she spread out her coat to sit on. She was dressed in the fashion of the time, flared skirt to just below the knee. She sat down on her coat and as she did so she seemed a little careless raising her knees for a moment. It was just enough to allow Harry and myself get a quick glimpse of stocking top. This was all the encouragement we need and we gave at lot of attention to her as we tried to look inconspicuous. It was a while before anything else happened but our patience was rewarded when she raised her left knee up. From the side it would have looked as if she were just getting more comfortable, but from our vantage point the view was superb. I had a good unobstructed look up her leg nearly as far as her stocking top.

This was a rare sight indeed and Harry and myself took full advantage, whilst trying not to make it obvious. We couldn't believe our luck when she slowly raised her right leg up to join the other one, this exposed nearly all of her upper thigh and all of her stocking tops to our expectant gaze. This was what we had wished for and made all the trips to the park worthwhile. The lady raised both her knees higher and let more daylight in beneath her skirt. Harry's mouth gaped open and I'm sure I was the same as we watched her slowly widen her stance starting at her feet. This brought her knickers into view, and also brought an uncomfortable lump to the front of my trousers. She then spread her knees a little allowing us the best view by far we had ever had of a woman's knickers and stocking tops. I'll never ever forget the thrill of that moment. This was heart stopping stuff to two randy teenagers and we couldn't believe our luck. We both stared for what seemed like 10 minutes at this indecent display until the lady ended the show and stood up to go. As she bent to take up her coat she kept her legs straight and we got our last glimpse of thigh.

She turned and looked straight at us as she folded her coat and smiled sweetly at us. Harry was bright red and I could feel my own cheeks burn with embarrassment as she caught my eye. She turned on her heels and walked smartly away as if nothing had happened. Myself and Harry looked at each other in embarrassed silence. Nothing was said at first, as we were sure that we had witnessed an accidental flashing (I now know that she was most likely an exhibitionist who was as thrilled to flash at us as we were to witness It.). It was a while before Harry or myself could rise from our stomachs as my trouser front was like a tent such was the excitement that the unknown Lady had induced in me.

That encounter sent both of us home early from the park that day, in my case to a hasty wank on the strength of the lovely vista I witnessed earlier that day. The memory of which was burned in my head for years to come. I remember that my wank was a very short affair. With the image of the mystery lady showing her knickers and lovely legs I lasted no more than ten or fifteen quick strokes before I shot my young cum over the toilet bowl (the only place in my house that I could find any peace for such private activity). The visions of those knickers and stretched nylons never left me and I still fondly remember the scene even now.

That summer Harry and his mam went off for a week's holiday to Butlins on the south coast. I was Harry's best mate and as he was an only child (his Dad had been killed in the war when Harry was just a nipper)I went along with them. The three of us were shown to our chalet and soon settled in. The chalet was a fairly simple affair with one bedroom (with bunk beds, for the "kids") and a pull out bed in the main room/kitchen. The holiday camp itself was a very busy affair packed with people of all ages. There were red coats organising events every day to keep the punters amused and the whole thing seemed to run smoothly. There was a teenage dance organised every afternoon, which turned out to be full of kids and very uncool for Harry and myself, so we didn't attend. On the other hand we were too young to attend the evening dinner/dance as you had to be over 21 (alcohol was served). Harry and myself found ourselves hanging out at the café or the amusement arcade in the evening while Mrs Liston went to the dance with some other ladies.

On the third night there Harry got off with a girl called Dott from Essex and all of a sudden I was left on my own. I tried to amuse myself at the arcade but I soon ran out of pennies on the machines. I wandered over towards the adult dance and tried to look grown up enough to get in but I was refused as being too young. I hung out at the side of the building and watched as people came and went. No body seemed to pay the slightest notion to me as they went by and I soon got board on my own.

I was just about to go back to my chalet when a couple tottered by me going in the opposite direction. My curiosity was aroused as they headed round the back of the chalets in the dark. I followed them at a discreet distance keeping in the shadows and soon they disappeared down the side between two chalets. Even a young lad like me knew what they were up to and as old habits die hard I suppose I was hoping to see a bit of nookie taking place. Don't forget there wasn't much else to do for a randy young man with no girlfriend and a lot of pent up energy to spend.

At the back of the chalets the floor was raised off the ground about 18 inches, plenty of room to crawl under without been seen. I got very close to the courting couple and could almost hear their passionate whispers. They were across the row from me and my eyes were soon accustomed to the darkness partially lit by a three-quarter moon. The girl was very pretty and I would have loved to have been in the bloke's shoes.

They were kissing passionately and his hands were roaming all over her body. She did put a token resistance, pushing his hands away a few times but soon gave up and allowed his hands to wander further. He dropped his hand to the hem of her skirt and having been rebuked a few times his persistence soon paid off as I saw his hand rise up her leg. As his hand reached her knickers I noticed she widened her stance to assist his advance.

They were snogging each hard all the time with their tongues down each others throats and it was fantastically exciting to witness such wanton behaviour. The girls skirt obscured the view of her knickers but it was clear from the movement of his hand that he was at very least feeling her fanny through her knickers. I saw him fumble and feel around a bit more and as he pushed his hand in again I heard her moan

"No no don't" but she made no other effort to stop him and soon they were kissing with even more passion. His hand was moving about a lot and he must have been fingering her. Listing to her hushed moans I'm sure she was enjoying it. I know it was dark and the shadow hid a lot of the action but I was still more excited than I had ever been before. My mouth was dry, my heart was beating like a train and I had a hard-on that was becoming most uncomfortable.

Their passion grew and so did her moans of pleasure. I saw him break away from kissing to neck her. Her head was thrown back and her lips were parted in ecstasy, her breath coming in short gasps. He must have whispered something in her ear as I heard her grunted reply.

"I can't, I can't." she repeated over and over as if she were in a trance, but it still didn't stop him from guiding her hand from around the back of his head and push it towards the lump in his trousers. Jammy Git I thought as I saw her hand close around his erection on the outside of his pants. They kissed fiercely again as he renewed his fingering of her fanny whilst she began squeezing his prick rubbing it up and down.

He pushed her skirt up higher and I could clearly see his hand down the front of her knickers as he fumbled about feeling her up. He pulled his hand out and opened the front of his trousers pulling out his prick before pushing his hand back into her knickers. Again I heard her say

"No no not here, I can't" but even as she said it her hand was closing around the hard erection sticking out of his trousers. Meanwhile he was busy pulling down her knickers. She was now pulling faster on his prick and made no further attempts to restrict his advances. Her knickers dropped to her ankles and she kicked them off and spread her legs as wide as she could standing up. His right hand delved back between her spread thighs and I got a glimpse of her bush before he closed his hand over it parting her pussy with his middle finger. His finger disappeared easily up her crack as he frigged her hard. Even to my inexperienced gaze it occurred to me that she was no virgin and most likely I was going to see far more than I had expected for surely a fucking was now on the cards. Just as I was thinking this I heard the bloke gasp loudly and I noticed the girl pull harder on his shaft, her hand now a blur as she wanked his cock expertly holding the shaft in her right hand as her left hand cupped his balls squeezing gently.

"Yeah oh yeah" I heard her say in time with her pulls, as I observed his jism spurt from the tip of his cock, splashing over her bunched up skirt. Then as suddenly as it had started it was all over. She started to giggle bending down to retrieve her knickers from the ground as the lad leaned back against the chalet zipping himself back up. The girl started to wipe the spunk from her dress and started to tut-tut to her self. "It's gone everywhere, all over my skirt" she said referring to the spunk stains. "I better wash this off before my parents get back".

They returned back down the lane the way they had come. I watched them disappear.

I had a big hard on and I just then realised that I had been rubbing myself through my pants. I unzipped my flies and pulled out my cock with the intention of having a swift one off the wrist. I had only started to pull my cock when I looked out to see another pair of female ankles stop right in front of me. These were joined straight away by a male pair. They were very quiet and I hadn't heard them approach. I got the impression that they were a more mature couple than the last pair. She had high heels and had her back to me and I could see right up the back of her legs to her skirt. His feet were planted between her parted feet and I could see his knee as he nudged her legs apart. She offered no resistance at all and even widened her legs more than he had pushed. I was aware that they were kissing as I heard the soft moans of a couple as they made love.

Pushing my luck I took a chance and stuck my head out as much as I dared. I looked up to see his hand reach under her hem and pull her skirt upward. My cock was throbbing with excitement and I had to go easy on the pulling, as I was afraid of shooting too soon. Although it was dark, with the moon so bright I could see well enough and anything my eyes missed my fertile imagination more than made up for.

She helped things along by dropping her knickers and stepping out of them, without him even having to ask. In fact they had said nothing since they had arrived. I was right at her calves looking upwards and I saw his hand travel straight up the inside of her thighs and reach the flesh above her stocking tops. His hand cupped her bush and I had a great view as he stroked her pussy. I had to squeeze the top of my own knob to stop myself cumming all over myself.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing (or my luck). This was far more than I had ever expected to see and I was highly excited.

His fingers were now rubbing along her slit and I could see his middle finger disappear in and out of her pussy lips. She offered no resistance and even seemed to thrust against his probing fingers. Her arms were around his neck and they were kissing hard now. I could hear their low moans and kissing sounds and I was sure I could hear the wet sounds as he fingered her wet pussy hard. Her skirt was pushed up to her waist and I saw her hand drop to the front of the bulge in his trousers. I knew then that they were going to fuck right in front of me and I was going to get a close-up of the action.

He removed his had from her bush and her skirt dropped for a moment. There was some fumbling and some urgent whispers and then she lifted the front of her skirt again. As soon as she raised her skirt his hand once again went straight to her pussy and the rubbing started again. Then I noticed her hand drop to his flies again only this time her fingers curled around his exposed shaft. She started to wank his cock in time with the fingers frigging her cunt and I noticed I was pulling myself in tempo with them.

Suddenly she threw her arms around his neck and his hands went to her arse cheeks. He bent at the knees and pushed between her spread thighs. His prick had a wicked curve and as he pushed forward she pulled herself up spreading her legs as wide as possible wrapping them around his waist. They fell forward leaning against the chalet with a soft thud. For a split second I thought that they might fall on me but he held her up and I had a splendid view as he tried to spear her cunt with his erect prick. His knob brushed her pussy lips a few times before she dropped her hand and gripped his shaft tightly. I saw as she rubbed his cock up and down her slit, the knob effectively splitting her lips and spreading them wide to welcome the probing invader.

I can't stress this enough, the effect this had on me at the time was unbelievable. I had never seen anything like this before (not even in a mucky mag), and I was highly excited. My heart was racing and my mouth was bone dry. It was without doubt the most exciting thing I had ever witnessed. I was only inches from a close up view of an illicit coupling. Even without knowing the participants I was hooked on what was taken place only inches from my nose. I could practically smell her sex I was so close and I was sporting the biggest hard on I had ever had.

I was pulling myself slowly in tempo with the girls' hand as she was stroking his cock around her pussy lips. Suddenly she seemed to find her mark and lifted herself slightly and then she just dropped down. Her pussy spread wide and his knob just seemed to pop in an inch or two. The two of them were kissing hard but I still heard a low moan of "ohh yeah" from her as she allowed gravity to help her sink on his prick.

He started to thrust in and out at a frantic rhythm, his cock bending on each forward thrust. I was very close to the action and I will never forget the pure lust of the situation, almost animal like in its intensity. I could smell their sex as their fucking continued only inches from my face. The rear hem of her skirt fell down at one point and brushed against my nose. The skirt swished back and forth with each thrust which seemed to hypnotise me as I watched this unexpected sex show. They hardly made a sound (they were probably trying to keep as quiet as possible) and I was sure I could hear the smacking sound of his thrusts along with the rustle of their cloths.

Just then his prick shot out on an inward thrust and curved along her arse crack. Her hand dropped to grasp it within a split second and without any delay she had the head of his cock pushed back in her gaping hole.

Their fucking continued for a further few minutes during which time I had to grip my own cock hard to stop myself from cumming. The sight was fantastic; her stockings stretched and pulled the suspender taught across her cheeks, showing her well rounded arse to perfection. I could see his balls sway as his turgid member stretched her fanny rashers wide. Her hairs were wet and coated his prick as he withdrew. She was very wet as I could see his cock glisten in the moonlight.

Then I heard some hurried whispers.

"I'm going to cum" I heard him hoarsely whisper.

"No, no, not in me" she hissed but still ground herself against him.

"I'll finish you with my mouth"

He didn't answer her at all, but he kept his grip on her arse cheeks and made no attempt to pull his prick from her hole. She reached down between her own legs and grasped the root of his cock. I heard her mutter "oh fuck" and then she pulled his prick from her pussy and at the same time her feet dropped to the ground right in front of my nose.

In a very fluid movement and without letting go of his prick she suddenly squatted down on her heels, her arse almost reaching the ground. Her knees were bent up and wide giving me a great view of her gaping cunt. She didn't waste any time and pulled his cock to her lips. Her tongue snaked out and she licked the tip of his cock, tasting the mingled juices on the head. Her lips now spread wide and she pulled his cock into her mouth swallowing about halfway down his shaft in one go. She started up a good rhythm, sucking and wanking his shaft. Her other hand went straight to cup his balls. Her lips made an effective seal around his cock as her head bobbed back and forth in time with her wrist. She pulled her head back to lick around the crown and as she did so her head moved to one side.