We had been married for two years. Our lives had been blessed with fabulous sexual adventures and we were deeply in love. Sue and I had discovered a strong mutual appreciation of a diversified sex life. We worked through some religious issues and decided to not limit our exposure to the pleasures of the flesh.
We were working on our Master’s degrees in Colorado, far away from family and friends. It was just the two of us and we had a lot of time to learn about each other's needs, desire and sexuality. It made us grow closer and strengthened our bond. We hoped our learning about the joys of our life together was just beginning and we would always seek out new challenges.
I had finished my advanced degree, but Sue’s more complex research required an additional six months at the Denver Federal Center, so she spent most of her time living close to there in Lakewood. We kept our Fort Collins married student housing apartment, and I stayed there while working at the university.
A job came open in the western edge of the Denver metroplex as a resource manager for the reservoirs and open space land division of Coors Brewery. They controlled all the water rights along Clear Creek on land that was owned by the Cities of Golden and Wheat Ridge. The reservoirs around Golden provided the “Rocky Mountain Spring Water” for their beer. They built the reservoirs to maintain groundwater levels.
They decided to allow the public access to the greenbelt land that stretched along Clear Creek from Denver to the foothills west of Golden. They proposed a bike trail along Clear Creek to provide access to the lakes and a great recreational amenity plus some great fishing for the west Metro area.
My job was to fund and build the trail and work with the Colorado Division of Wildlife to provide both visitor amenities and quality fishing while protecting the resource. Coors is a top-notch corporation with a talented professional staff. I was honored to learn from them. They guided me in this challenging work environment between multiple governmental entities.
A full-time position was awesome, but we were equally excited that we would be living together for the longest duration since we were married.
We decided to get a bigger apartment since we had our first full-time salary and a much larger income. Both of us loved antiques and we spent weekends going to auctions and visiting old towns along the front range. We collected lots of neat antiques and loved seeing the mountain environment.
We both like historical sites and during my master's research, I had the opportunity to visit a lot of old mining towns east of the Continental Divide. I had spent a bunch of time surveying reservoirs up the Clear Creek drainage and all around and inside Rocky Mountain National Park. I often stopped at the historical mining towns of Blackhawk and Central City and frequented several local establishments. I developed a friendly relationship with the locals who hung out at the Silver Dollar Saloon. I enjoyed interacting with them, eating, drinking, and listening to their local historical knowledge.
Unfortunately, the time for these historic, quaint towns was ending. Colorado had just passed a gambling zone initiative, and both these towns and the Cripple Creek mining district west of Colorado Springs were due for a huge influx of new gambling casinos and modernization.
Sadly, the development of gambling would mean wholesale condemnation and destruction of most of the historic old buildings, causing a complete change of the town's character. For sale signs appeared overnight, and the locals were inundated with offers from big gambling corporations. Ugly signs were erected showing the proposed glitzy casinos.
The quiet historical mining district towns and culture were doomed, and the locals were sad to see the environment change. Most had no desire to witness the transformation to pink flamingo casinos and the horde of gamblers. The narrow streets and steep hills would be jammed with parking lots and fast-food restaurants! Most of my new friends had made plans to relocate.
The Contest: Spring 1975
We were invited to the town of Blackhawk’s final party at the historic Silver Dollar Saloon. My buddies said it would be a big blowout with fabulous food and the last of the Bar’s famous wet t-shirt contests. I told Sue about the party and I looked forward to her meeting my friends and hearing their first-hand historical stories. She was super excited to experience the culture and meet the locals before the big change.
Sue was feeling naughty and decided to dress rather riskily. A white crop top that highlighted her braless breasts and a short little denim dress that barely covered her tight, little round butt. Her tiny pink panties just barely covered her cute tight-lipped pussy, while her firm, white ass cheeks just had a piece of floss between them. Her exhibitionist streak was in full form.
When we entered the bar, she jumped on a tall barstool, and her short skirt rode up exposing her tiny panties, her barely covered intimate parts were on display for all to see. My buddies had the opportunity for an unrestricted view of her little panty-covered pussy and firm white buns. They tried not to stare but enjoyed the view and were very complimentary about my lovely bride’s attributes. I think she knew they could see her and made no attempt to keep her legs together. She casually spread her legs, giving them a perfect view. I let her enjoy her exhibitionism before I whispered to her that her coochie was hanging out.
“Oh my, I am so embarrassed!”
But her eyes gave her away, she knew her shaved beaver was just barely covered. Her naughty display set the tone and led to the boy's suggestion that she was a perfect candidate for the wet t-shirt contest.
They insisted with her attributes she was a front runner to win the last of the Silver Dollar Bar’s notorious wet t-shirt contests. Her firm softball-sized tits and perky nipples along with her free spirit convinced them she had all the requirements of a winner.
They offered to cover the entry fee and my buddies said, “Come on Mrs. L, you know you have a great body and like to show it off. It would be a fitting finale for the Silver Dollar’s epithet for a friend to win. You won’t know if you don’t try.”
She looked at me, and I told her it was her choice. I knew her naughty desires would fuel her interest. She agreed to enter the contest and went to the ladies' room to put on the Silver Dollar Saloon contestant t-shirt. It was a size small with silver dollars centered on both breasts. The flimsy, thin t-shirt was strained to the max by her significant superstructure.
The dinner was fabulous and the stories we heard were amazing! The towns had a tremendous history of gold discoveries interwoven with the characters that lived and died in their pursuit of golden wealth.
Sue loved the attention and did not even think about her chest being on display. The exhibitionist thrill and alcohol helped her maintain her resolve to enter the contest. But the celebration did not make her stupid, and she kept her legs crossed. I was glad that only a few of my friends had seen her partially covered, smooth pussy. They were gentlemen and kept her secret.
When we left the back banquet room, we discovered the bar was quickly filling with locals. They were fired up to watch the contest. It was a sea of horny, intoxicated men!
Ten girls signed up for the wet T-shirt contest and they were an interesting collection of ladies. Sue was having second thoughts as the crowd almost doubled to well over two hundred. The bar was packed. It was standing room only. My buddies reassured her it would be alright. They said no photos were allowed and if a camera appeared, it was destroyed. They comforted her by saying most of the guys were just horny, good ole boys that were drunk and would probably remember next to nothing.
The committee chairman did a great job saturating the contestant's thin t-shirts. When he finished soaking them, they were just short of completely transparent. The water was cold and nipples responded accordingly. The ladies were a cornucopia of different types of breasts and bodies.
Ten ladies had lined up on the stage with a voting bucket in front of each contestant. Each guy had paid admission and received color-coded ballots for each round. The ballot and five bucks were put in the bucket of the girl of their choice. After each round, at least half of the girls would be eliminated.
The first girl was a pretty, tall blond with nice cupcake boobs and perky nipples. Number two was a big, soft, fleshy-boobed gal with a little round belly. There was a ghostly-looking, stoned, hippie-type chick with long-nippled hangers. Next, an inebriated, beautiful black girl endowed with good-sized horizontal boobs. Two Asian girls, the first one cute as a button, who appeared to be uncomfortable exposing her tight set of upright knockers, while the other was all smiles proudly presenting her small but nice, cone-shaped puffies. Sue was number seven with her big white round breasts contrasting with her tan body. Number eight was an anorexic druggie that had small pointers. The group was completed by a pale redhead and dark-toned brunette, both with huge silicon monsters.
The patrons filed by, voting and checking out the wet t-shirt-covered boobs. Most of the girls emphasized their charms, but the two girls who were under the influence were fading fast. The beautiful Asian girl looked like she was about to cry.
The top five were called back up. The cute black chick made the top five but had passed out due to consuming too much alcohol, which left the tall blond, cute Asian, the brunette with the rock-hard implants, and Sue.
They returned up front, and the crowd chanted skin to win. Cupcakes peeled off her shirt and displayed her cute little orbs. The pretty Asian shook her head, burst into tears, and left the stage with her wet shirt still on and her hands covering her soaked boobs. Silicon super tits jerked up her shirt and her massive protuberances barely moved. Sue turned her back to the audience and pulled off her shirt, then turned around with her hands covering her breasts. She slowly dropped her hands, letting her solid, white natural boobs pop out from her tan torso.
There was some discussion about losing two of the finalists, but they decided to proceed with the top three, just eliminating one contestant.
The crew filed by voting a second time and ogling the naked torsos. The final three openly played with their nipples and bent down to let the voters get a closer look. The vote was close but the tall blond with the cute cupcakes tits and significant pink nipples and Sue made it into the finals. Third place with her artificially enhanced big boobs was not happy and flipped off the crowd.
The Mountain men now chanted at the remaining two topless contestants, “Do the curtains match the rug?”
Sue looked at me, knowing that to win she would have to expose her entire body. So much about worrying that she partially exposed her panty-covered, shaved pussy. I gave her the up-and-down thumb and pointed back to her. She nodded and the game was on. The tall blonde swayed back and forth slowly pulling down her pants. She hooked her thumbs into the side of her tiny lace panties and slowly slid them off. She straightened up and showed the crowd a dark landing strip above her pussy. It was a pretty camel-toe pussy and a perfectly manicured dark pubic hair strip but the color did not match the flowing blond hair on her head. The place went crazy and she danced around giving everyone a chance to see her charms. She was not shy and lewdly displayed her pussy with a backward bow to the crowd, spreading her cheeks for a fantastic rear view of her cunt.
Sue moved forward and the crowd grew quiet. She played the drama to the max and turned her back to the crowd then slowly lifted her short skirt exposing her cute white bottom under her short dress.
The crowd roared, “She’s commando!”
Sue must have taken off her panties when she went to the ladies' room to put on the tiny t-shirt. Such a naughty tease.
She played the crowd, just showing her backside.
Then she unbuttoned her dress letting it drop to the floor. Slowly, but deliberately she turned around with her hands covering her pussy. She slowly slid her hands down, seductively exposing her engorged purple labia guarding her vagina valley. She quickly lifted her hands away and put them on her hips. She showcased her smooth womanhood giving the whole room a chance to look. The bar exploded with shouting and applause.
The Chairman came up on the stage and proclaimed, “Blonde and brown versus brown and smooth. A mismatched beaver pelt tie. It has to go to a vote!”
Both ladies stood on the stage completely naked. Their two buckets were put below them ready for the vote. It took a while as the crowd walked by checking out the ladies and putting their ballot and five bucks in the bucket of who they they thought was the winner. Both girls would get to keep the voting money, so there would not be a loser.
Sue and Blondie walked back and forth, enjoying the exhibitionist thrill. The contest chairman brought out a golden crown and an embroidered winner's robe along with the five hundred dollar first prize. He turned to the crowd and said it was close but Sue had the most votes. The two girls hugged, and then the chairman presented Sue with the prizes. She put on the robe but left it open. He also gave her the Silver Dollar stenciled voting bucket with all the money her supporters had deposited in it.
A lot of guys came forward to congratulate her and she did not disappoint, leaving the robe open and letting her charms peek out. The crowd slowly thinned and eventually, we were left surrounded by just our friends. Sue bought a round for all the guys and thanked them for their support. They told her she was awesome and what a lucky man I was to be married to such a great sexy lady. They promised to invite us back to any future reunions.
We said our goodbyes, gathered our gear, and headed to the car. Sue counted her winnings and it was over fifteen hundred dollars. For two poor college students in the 70’s, that was a huge windfall!
By the time we left Blackhawk, it was well past midnight. I looked for someplace to stop to relieve my aching blue balls. I stopped at a Clear Creek picnic area and got out a blanket and placed the titty queen on a picnic table. My cock was ready to explode and I told Sue it was time to finish her night of performing with my scepter pounding her celebrity cunt and filling it with my winning cum. Sue was still feeling the effects of the alcohol and under the influence of the contest high. She just had on the robe and quickly tossed it aside.
“Oh yeah! Fuck me under the stars! A perfect ending to my fabulous sexy night! I am so hot, my cunt is soaked. Fuck the mountain boob champion. I hoped you would stop, I need to be fucked by your big cock, I will cum in a heartbeat!”
There was very little traffic and the occasional car passing on the road would light us up for a couple of seconds but we did not care and both stayed naked, paying no attention to the illumination. I fucked her hot, wet pussy not caring who might see. She encouraged me to hurry and pound her cunt. She spread her legs straight up in a V and demanded when I came to pull out and shoot all over her. I was as horny as she was and knew I would not last. I just had made a few thrusts when I could feel my cum rising. The timing was perfect and just as I erupted, a car pulled in silhouetting us in their lights. They watched my cum fountain splash on my wife. They had rolled down their windows and cheered, encouraging me to keep going. Sue laughed and played with her cum covered, contest-winning tits. She brought her fingers up to her mouth and the strings of cum sparkled in the headlights.
“Awesome they yelled, we are next! Come watch us, if you want!”
They waved and then headed to another picnic table nearby. We thought about it but we were exhausted after our long sexy night, so we shared some cum, dried Sue’s torso, and headed home.
The Toy Fail 1975
I was reading an outdoor magazine and had flipped way back into the small black print adult advertisements. Down in the corner, I noticed an ad for a vibrator. I had read about how toys could enhance a couple’s sexual pleasure but never had seen one. Sex stores were rare and often only found in the seedy section of large cities. But here was a safe way to obtain our first sex toy. It was described as a vibrator, firm white and pink plastic with little bumps. It measured about eight inches long with a tapered brown tip and was four inches in circumference. I excitedly took down the info and sent off a check. I thought what a great surprise gift for Sue. A week later a plain label box showed up in the mailbox and I was relieved that my daily mailbox checking was over and Sue was none the wiser. I unwrapped the toy and put in the batteries. It had a pleasant hum and felt nice stimulating my cock. It felt good rubbing down my shaft and made me get hard. I could hardly wait to pleasure Sue’s erogenous zones and watch her get excited. It would be another great first-time sex adventure.
The following Friday, while Sue was taking her evening bath. I put the toy in the bedside dresser drawer. I got naked, rubbed oil on my cock and balls, and teased my cock’s big plush glans, creating a nice stiffy.
Sue came to bed and snuggled up to me, and said, “Someone is all excited tonight, your big dick is already hard and poking me! Well, I will be your Huckleberry, how about I give you an eyeful of naked flesh while I catch up with you.”
She turned on our little bedside lamp that provided just enough light to see our naked delights. She played with her nipples and slowly took off her top. She had on crotchless panties and pulled open the lacy slit showing off her bright red vagina. She toyed with her clit and then ran a finger between her labia. She licked her fingers.
“Do you like what you see? You are such a horn dog! Good thing I like to have you look at my pussy!”
“Who wouldn’t like your sexy body? To celebrate your sexiness, I have a little gift for you!”
“Is it fat and long and likes to get me all wet?”
“Maybe!”
I reached over and brought out the toy heading toward her firm little nipples. When it came into the light, she immediately sat up and asked, “What the hell is that?”
“It is a vibrator, a sex toy!”
“Gross, it's ugly and you are disgusting! Don’t you dare touch me with that thing!”
She knocked it out of my hand grabbed a shirt and ran out to the living room. I picked up my gift and put it in the bedside drawer. Damn, I had badly misinterpreted how she was going to react to a sex toy. She did not come back to bed that night.
The next day was pretty quiet and there was no mention of the previous night’s incident. After dinner I let her go upstairs to bed first. I waited quite a while watching the late news and then one of the night shows. I did not want to argue and upset her further. When I went into our bedroom, I quietly slid between the sheets. I was surprised to I feel her slide over to next to me.
She kissed me, then said, ”I am sorry about last night, I was excited to make love to you when you surprised me with a questionable, strange gift. I was confused and hurt thinking you were not satisfied with my body and sexual performance. I love you and we have done things sexually I never would have imagined I would ever do. But I still have skeletons in my sexual closet and sometimes they overwhelm me. I just went to a bad place. I was surprised by a weird item I had never seen and knew nothing about and was scared that I would not know how to use it. However, after some thought, and research, I decided you were just adding another chapter in our book of sexual experiences. I found out sex toys were nothing to be scared of. In fact your gift is kind of kinky!”
“I am sorry, can we try again? The more I thought about the unique idea of being fucked by an inanimate object, combined with the anticipation and mystery involved in its use, the hotter I got. Kind of like imagining being fucked by a stranger’s penis. Taboo, but with an element of excitement.”
“I am going to call the toy Fred. When I got him out, I decided he could play with both of us. Turn on the light. I want to see Fred make me cum. Careful, this might lead to a whole new chapter of your wife accepting strange cocks!”
I pulled back the covers and was greeted by her naked torso. I reached over to the nightstand turned on the lamp and she handed me Fred. I switched on the toy and it softly hummed.
. “Let's see if your little nipples approve of Fred’s moves!”
I circled her breasts and then buzzed around each nipple. They reacted by growing fatter and poking straight out.
“Oh my, that feels wonderful!. I am impressed and a little embarrassed, Fred makes me hot. She tweaked her expanded nubs and evilly pulled them extending them as far as they could stretch. Fred happily buzzed and stimulated all around them.”
“Oh yes, I can feel my pussy getting excited. I cannot wait to let Fred have his way with my soaked snatch. It will be different than your big fleshy cock and the thought of something other than your cock penetrating me is turning me on. I like the idea of you watching me get fucked by another cock, even though it is not real and not attached to a man. Would you like to see your wife get fucked by a real one? Would you play with it? I think Fred is a harbinger of things to come.”
“Take me, Fred. Be the first violator of my married cunt. Make me cum.”
“Spread your legs you fickle wench! So now it is okay to be fucked with a vibrator and you are racing forward with thoughts of letting another cock plunge into your vagina! You are a nasty, wife whore, but I love the sexual possibilities.”
“Fred is ready to fuck and vibrate you to an awesome orgasm! He is going to make me a cuckold. Spread your fat pussy lips and expose your clitty! That’s it, make it poke out, your hot pussy is so inviting, all open and wet!”
“Please honey, I need Fred to fuck me now!”
“Fred wants you to pleasure yourself!”
“No, your toy, you start, then Fred and I will finish! He demands a threesome. We both want you to watch him make me cum!”
I made one more lap around her trembling vagina. And then I eased the vibrating fake penis into the depths of her vagina. She moved forward urging the plastic cock to fill her void. She easily took the whole thing into the bottom of her cervix and pumped up and down as it filled her.
“Oh yeah, that is so good, not as thick as your beefy organ but the vibration stimulates parts of me that have never been touched before.”
Her little hands grasped the hard toy.
“Watch Fred fuck your wife! Fred is so big! He wants me to cum. My clit is so excited, I am going to cum. Fred, you big fucker, buzz my clit, oh yeah that's a boy, I am cumming, please don’t stop. God, I think I love Fred!”
“Damn, that was amazing. Now, learn to be a good cuckold husband. Help me suck Fred clean. That’s it suck Fred’s cock, lick it and take as much as you can in your mouth.”
“I see you like watching your wife get fucked. Your cock is huge. Fred is bi-sexual. He can hardly wait to make you cum. I liked watching you suck the toy cock. Sorry, I cannot help it, but the sight of a threesome keeps popping up in my thoughts. Honey, would you like to have another man play with us?”
“I have asked you to continually expand your sexual comfort zone. If you are interested in the the two of us sharing a man who am I to deny you? It does present some intriguing possibilities, but we need to plan out something that intimate involving a stranger.”
“I am in no hurry, but it would be an adventure! Now I am going to make you cum playing with a cock.”
She first teased my nipples and then ran the vibrator around my balls and up and down my shaft. She focused on my frenulum and teased around the rest of my flared head. She told me to get on my knees, doggy style so she could stimulate my scrotum. Sue buzzed both balls and pulled them tight. She moved the toy up and down my shaft then focused on my sensitive spot. It felt amazing and my cock was starting to pulse. She surprised me and I felt the vibrator playing in my butt crack. She centered the toy and probed my asshole, playfully pushing the toy's pointed head partially into my asshole. The feeling overwhelmed me and I could not hold back and spurted out ropes of cum, hitting both of our bodies. I had to push the vibrator away, the feelings were too intense. Sue was delighted and rubbed my cum all over her firm tits.