Sex in a car

Not many times, but yes, we've enjoyed car sex.

What I find amazing in hindsight was that it was a VW bug. We were so young and limber then!

Not inside the car but gave my then girlfriend, now my wife, a “good seeing to” on the bonnet, (hood for our American friends) of my old Hillman Hunter.!!😉

There used to be an X rated drive-in theater in upstate NY. One time, the girlfriend I had at the time was rather adventurous and thought it would be interesting to give me a blow job on the way home. Trouble is, the way home involved an interstate highway, 65 MPH.

Long story short, it was hard to enjoy it and concentrate on driving. Threw in the towel before cumming, saved it for when we got home.

@Caribvistors and @UpstateNY I'm glad that your highway related blow jobs didn't result in any accidents (vehicle or otherwise). I had a guy drive into my rental car stopped in a line of traffic on I-10 in Beaumont, TX back in 1986. He hit that Camaro at 65-70 mph and never hit the brakes. He veered at the last moment and didn't hit the the car I was driving squarely. After his Ford pickup truck went past my left shoulder and bounced off the concrete barricade between the eastbound and westbound traffic, he hit the car in front of us and then slid down the barricade until he came to a stop.

After I shook off the impact, I was the first to his vehicle. The engine was still running at full speed but his right rear tire was off the ground. Fortunately, the right door was unlocked and when I opened it, this guy had been thrown around his steering wheel against the door by the impact and his girlfriend ended up on the floor under his feet. Neither one were belted in. I reached over and turned off the engine.

It was pretty obvious what they had been doing when I opened the door. I asked if they were okay. They were dazed and bruised but with no apparent major injuries. I helped the girl get back onto the seat. Once she was up off the floor. he could unwedge himself from the door and the steering wheel. I told them to get their clothes back on as the police would be there shortly.

Budget Rental Car classified the rental car as a total loss since the car frame was twisted and bent by the impact and I hurt for several days after the impact.

The thread brings back many memories. My dad had one of those 1970s Chrysler sedans that were just about made for having sex in. The front seat was huge plus it also slid back a bit too. I had sex with various girlfriends in its front seat and since it had all vinyl upholstery it also cleaned up pretty well, too. While I never got a BJ while driving (whoever said that it would be a dangerous thing to do is spot on) I did get to finger more than one date then. What was nice is that car did not have bucket seats and a console, but rather a large unimpeded expanse where we could lie down and do the deed. Before returning home I just had to make sure there were no used condoms or their foil packs left anywhere. Those were the days.

In response to @Caribvistors

What can I say, I was young . Safety was not a big consideration at that age.

In the fullness of time, a blowjob behind the wheel is one of those thing that are 'better on paper.'

Haven't had the chance yet to do it but I'd really love getting it on in gf's old car before she sells it. Or in my future shitbox. Car sex is on my bucket list, particularly going somewhere remote, parking, and here we go.

NursePhllips

Never resented any of them. None of the officers that encountered us ever said anything inappropriate in the situation. The one who claimed he was going to call my girlfriend's school, used that comment to obvious try to scare her, which worked, for a few days. Yes, I asm sure the cops often got an eyeful. There were a number of instances where couples were found dead in a car on a "lovers lane" over come by the silent killer, carbon monoxide. Couple of those found deceased were married, to other people. Made interesting reading in the newspapers. Great family legacy, thanks Mom or Dad. There were instances where a woman/girl was taken to a remote area and forced or pressured to do things against her will. Then there were those that simply fell asleep until the wee hours and when awoken by the police, rushed home, often to be greeted by angry parents of the girl. Big stories on 2 occasions around our dating years where a couple of nefarious men at night attacked the parked car, beat and tied up the guy, sexually assaulted the girl, robbed both of them and then tied her up, only to be later found by the police.

I was one of the few guys I know of that ever gave any thought to the possibility of something "bad" happening and took some precautions, like no matter how cold, cracked 2 windows for circulation, stayed mostly dressed in order to be ready to defend against an attack in a remote area. Never laid flat on the seat, in order to reduce the potential of falling asleep.

There were times when occupants were actually "saved" by the police intervention, so hard to criticize. I am sure in those a similar instances the victims appreciated the officers checking them out.

Our parking days were before the prevalent use of drugs, so that was never their motive for their spot checks, when in that time period we referred to them as the "chasity" police.

Concerning an "eyeful" there were a few times when I spotted a voyeur lurking behind a tree in a position when he could observe the activities going on in our car or another vehicle, especially in the afternoon. One of them was so blatant, that one afternoon I waited until he finally left the beach area returned to his house in town. We followed him right into his driveway, where upon seeing us, he ran into his house and called the police because he felt "threatened". Never saw him at that beach again.

@Caribvistors I'm glad you don't believe any of the people you encountered were acting inappropriately. I don't know if I agree with you. Thoughts added below:

NursePhllips

Never resented any of them. None of the officers that encountered us ever said anything inappropriate in the situation. The one who claimed he was going to call my girlfriend's school, used that comment to obvious try to scare her, which worked, for a few days.

Why did he need to scare her? Were you breaking the law? Since when were the police put in charge of enforcing morals? His actions were inappropriate.

Yes, I asm sure the cops often got an eyeful. There were a number of instances where couples were found dead in a car on a "lovers lane" over come by the silent killer, carbon monoxide. Couple of those found deceased were married, to other people. Made interesting reading in the newspapers. Great family legacy, thanks Mom or Dad. There were instances where a woman/girl was taken to a remote area and forced or pressured to do things against her will. Then there were those that simply fell asleep until the wee hours and when awoken by the police, rushed home, often to be greeted by angry parents of the girl. Big stories on 2 occasions around our dating years where a couple of nefarious men at night attacked the parked car, beat and tied up the guy, sexually assaulted the girl, robbed both of them and then tied her up, only to be later found by the police.

And?

My issue is this: "what would Sister Superior say if I were to call her and explain exactly what you are doing in this car with your boyfriend?"

That's not a wellness check.

NursePhillips

In response to your question, "were you breaking the law", yes we were. In CT in those mid/late 1960s, sexual activity between unmarried people, was a violation of the state statue, a misdemeanor, "lascivious carriage". If ever arrested your name and address would appear in the area newspaper. The court disposition would be publicly reported. Have an arrest record for life. If one or both of the participants were married, the charge was elevated to a low felony, adultery. The way my girlfriend was often "dressed" in the car, she could, if they wanted be charged also with public nudity., because we are in a car in "public".

Now the police were very reluctant to ever arrest a couple "playing around" in a car, but they could if you pissed them off. If discovered in a motel, a bit more likely to result an arrest. They looked at "parking" on a lovers lane differently than what was considered a planned event in a hotel/motel. But motel discoveries were usually the result of an aggrieved spouse, or a drunken argument resulting in calling the police

At the time it was illegal to purchase condums from a pharmacy, unless you were married and had a doctor's prescription. The young high school guys that worked in the Pharmacies would often sell condums, if they could get them that they had stolen from the "secured" inventory in the halls of the high school. Every guy had one in his wallet, just in case of a sudden opportunity. Lack of available condums, the fear of the stigma of pregnancy led to the proliferation of talented young people in the art of performing oral sex.

As far as "Sister Superior", a teenage girl getting pregnant was about the most terrible event that could happen, to not only her, but her family. Abortion was illegal or done in the famous and very dangerous "back alley" clinic. Once revealed, have to immediately drop out of school until bady was delivered. The boy was expected to do the right thing and marry her. If the boy ran away from his responsibilities, the girl was often sent away to relatives during her pregnancy, so no one would really know. Being a "single mother" was not the badge of honor that it is considered today.

Play Boy magazine could only be sold from behind the counter in a brown paper bag. The laws didn't really change until the very late 1960s with the sexual revolution and the advent of the Pill. Social morality pressure and actual enforcement was much different in the decades prior, than what most folks on this site experienced coming of age .

The examples of possible "bad" thing happening, gave the offices the right and to a degree the responsibility to check parked cars. If someone died from carbon monoxide, the officer/s who had that beat would be called in and have to account for their time during that shift. They could BS their way out of it, but it would be an uncomfortable meeting, because your talking about dead bodies. There is no question, knowing men, there were possible visual benefit/s in checking out those parked cars in remote areas.

You probably fortunate to have never grown up and lived in that environment, but there were few illegitimate babies compared to the numbers today.

I grew up in the 70's. You don't need to lecture me on teenaged pregnancy. I got married at 19 and had a baby 6 months after.

I disagree with you on the 'right and responsibility' of police officers, then and now for that matter.

You're relatively new to the forum I see. Welcome!

Nurse Phillips

I was not lecturing you about teenage pregnancy. No idea where you got that idea. Had no concept of your age, so no idea when you grew up, just trying to give a profile of what it was like in the mid to late 1960s. Understand about the young age when you married, as I was 22 and my long term girlfriend who was 20.

Based upon a couple of your comments it is obvious you had bad encounter/s with police officers.

Yes, new to this forum and thank you for your kind "welcome".

In far West Texas, in the 70s, local news shows all had a “If it bleeds, it leads” policy on car wrecks. I worked in the construction industry then. We used union mechanics for our projects, hiring Off the Bench for each job. A rowdy bunch at best, but they usually knew their stuff. One steam fitter didn’t spend his weekly check at the bars. A while back he was involved in a serious highway wreck that made it onto the local news. His wife saw the broadcast, but had no idea who the woman that was pulled from the wreckage was. Clean and sober ever since.

Here in the desert southwest, there are many lonesome roads with very little traffic, which enables lots of sexy fun.

The nearest large airport is about 90 minutes away. I hadn't seen my girlfriend in several months and I drove to the airport to pick her up. We were very happy to see each other, so on the way home we both got naked and started fondling each other, but just as we started breathing heavily, the sign came into view "border patrol checkpoint one mile". I had forgotten about the checkpoint! I had to pull off onto the shoulder so we could put some of our clothes back on again. We ended up waiting until we got home.

During the early to late 70’s, as a teen and young man, I had my share of sex in a car. It was usually in a secluded area. Once, in a parking lot at college, very late at night, another time on a deserted construction site, and in the driveway of my neighbors, while they were on vacation. I never worried about getting caught. I had friends who weren’t so lucky.

My parents drilled into me that if ever stopped by the police to be as polite as I could be: always address the officer as "sir" (no there were very few if any women in those days), to not be disrespectful in any way, and never get in their face with statements like "Why are you harrassing me?". The advice was good because even when I was stopped for speeding on two occasions I only ever had two verbal warnings and no tickets. Kids today might learn from such advice. On another two occasions I was having some sexual adventures with a girl and got approached by law enforcement. Being polite also got me off with some advice to just go find another parking area.

I learned to drive pretty well with my left hand on the steering wheel and my right hand inside my girlfriend's (later wife's) bra. Bench seat helped.

With my Audi V8 and a top speed of 250 km on a German Autobahn (Highway), my wife gave me a gorgeous blowjob.

OMG, we felt the speed quite well... 😉

Every time I read about the people having sex while operating a moving vehicle, I can still feel the internal flinch and almost a muscle knot when I read them.

As I noted in the post, https://en.zity.biz/index.php?mx=forum;ox=display;msg=1426254, and in more detail here: https://en.zity.biz/index.php?mx=docs;ox=showpart;idp=23543, I felt lucky to have been able to walk away from the impact when that pickup truck slammed into the Camaro I was driving. Moreover, the couple in the pickup truck were also lucky to walk away with nothing more than minor cuts, bumps and bruises. That blowjob she was giving him could have been their last.

There is a sickly feeling looking up in the rearview mirror and know there is almost nothing you can do moments before impact. And other than saying out loud that were were about to be hit, the only other thing I did reflexively was let up my pressure on the brakes so that were were an immovable object on the road and that we would move and absorb only part of the impact. I have no idea what the guy driving the truck felt just moments when he crashed into the car I was driving other than trying to avoid the collision by turning the truck to the left. His girlfriend certainly didn't see it cumming or coming because she ended up on the floor under the dashboard and on top of his feet. Upon reflection after the crash, I realized that because she was laying across his right leg on his lap sucking his cock, he probably could not have gotten his foot to the brakes before impact.

What I didn't share in my initial response in this thread was that my girlfriend had died from a car accident just a few months before (it didn't involve sex, of course. But the loss of someone i loved as a result of a traffic related fatality was still pretty raw for me in 1986).

For those who have had the experience of sex while operating a moving vehicle and that didn't end up in a tragic accident, count yourself lucky and don't do it again.

Scolding completed (for the moment).