JenniferO

[lovetitsandass]

Excellent story and pics. You are so beautiful!!! How lucky the men are that you have been with. In case I missed it. Where can I find a recent nude photo of you?

 

[prop69]

Omg

I was anticipating what was to come. Being honest with myself and now with you, I knew from the beginning what I was getting myself into. The warning from that girl… that’s what whetted my appetite. I already knew that I loved sex, but felt there had to be something more than what I was getting from the boys I’d been with. Earlier that summer, I’d had the experience with the 2 carpenters that I’ve written about. I had teased and teased them until they finally took advantage of a situation and fucked me silly.

That was the wildest sex I’d ever had and I loved it. I loved that they made me do things and did things to me. This was sort of an extension of that.

When I agreed to let Mr. Lynch photograph me, I suspected that he’d want to photograph me in the nude. I wanted him to. I wanted to let him see me that way. I didn’t know how things would work out, but had already decided that if they turned sexual, then I’d do it.

Forgot to add 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY'
I wanted to experience an older man and what better way than with someone I trusted. Trust may seem a funny word to use when the guy is taking advantage of a situation. But he really wasn’t, even though I’m sure he probably thought he was. I was the one in control and was only allowing him the pretense of it. I was still exploring my limits and had no idea of what sort of power I might have over men. I had no idea how things would turn out, but I hoped.

I was kneeling in a doggie style position and I heard him taking pictures, then felt his fingers on my sex again. He told me to roll over onto my back.

He arranged me for what I thought was going to be another shot. In this one, I was totally exposed to him. My pussy was swollen and open, my legs spread and my arms were spread out over my head. He turned my head to the side for a profile shot, then told me to close my eyes.

I did as he asked. I was breathing hard now, not quite moaning, but doing everything I could do to control that.

I didn’t hear the camera click, I didn’t really hear anything for the next minute or so.

Then I felt his soft tongue on my pussy. I sucked in a quick deep breath and grabbed a handful of blanket. He told me to keep my eyes closed. I did as he ordered and just concentrated on that tongue exploring my wet folds.

Then he attacked my clit and I cried out as the pleasure seemed to peak all at one time. In less than a minute, I was coming. It was just insane and I couldn’t do anything but go along for the ride. I had my hands on the back of his head, he was nearly bald, but that seemed sexy to me.

As I came, he moved up my body and began to suck on my nipples like a madman while rubbing my pussy. He still had his clothes on, but his dick was sticking out of his pants. He moved my hand to it. I started to stroke him and heard him moan. His dick was slick with precum.

He was almost growling as he sucked and bit my tender nipples. He pushed my breasts together and sucked on both nipples at the same time, he rubbed his face against them, then moved back down to my pussy.

He sucked my lips into his mouth and began to lick and suck on them.

I moaned and writhed on the couch as his tongue and mouth worked their magic on me. This was beyond anything I had done in my life. In my mind, it was beyond what I had let happen with those 2 carpenters. I don’t know why, but letting my teacher do this to me had me absolutely crazy. I was crying out and moaning and it made me hotter to hear his growls and the wet sounds of his tongue probing and licking my pussy.

It went on and on, he was just driving me crazy with his tongue. I couldn’t take it anymore and felt another orgasm approaching.

He stopped what he was doing before I came and I opened my eyes to look at him questioningly.

"You do it", he smiled… "make yourself come for me, show me how you do it."

I shook my head no shyly.

He smiled and told me that it wasn’t a choice, it was an order.

I just looked at him for a few moments and then moved my hand down.

"Oh yeah... That’s it!" he smiled. "That's what I wanted to see!"

I began to rub my pussy as he watched and I found it wildly exciting that I was doing such an intimate thing in front of someone for the first time.

He began to slowly stroke his dick as he watched me.

"Play with your titties…"

I moved my other hand up and began to squeeze and play with my breasts for him.

"Yes, that’s a good girl now… show me how you like your gorgeous nipples teased."

It was all too much and just as I started to pull and twist one of my nipples, I came… hard.

He stuck a fat finger into me as I orgasmed and without even thinking, I began to thrust my hips against his finger in the throes of my passion.

Then the next thing I know, he’s on top of me and pushing his dick into my still throbbing pussy.

I moved against him. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and let him take me.

All the anticipation and excitement was worth it. He felt huge as he slid into my tight little opening.

"Oh god Jenny, you are so fucking tight" he moaned in my ear." I love how you feel wrapped around my cock.

"Oh Mr. Lynch", I moaned back, "I love how big your dick feels in my pussy… it feels so good."

"Are you on the pill Jenny?" he whispered in my ear.

He was moving inside me now in long hard strokes.

I moaned that I was.

"Good?" he breathed, "I’m going to come deep in this sweet pussy of yours!"

"Yes..." I moaned as I scratched his back with my fingernails, I want you to come inside me!"

He rolled us over so that I was on top of him and I began to ride his dick.

It was so hot watching him watch us. He had me lean back so that he could watch his dick disappear again and again into my stretched pussy.

All of a sudden, he was trying to stop me, but I was close to another orgasm and didn’t want to stop. I was going kind of crazy.

"Oh god Jenny, I can’t stop it, I can’t stop…"

"It's ok", I moaned, "I want to feel you come in me!"

I moved even faster on him and when I heard him start to come, I couldn’t stop my own orgasm and we came together. It seemed to me that he came forever, it just kept going on and on and again, he didn’t soften.

Still inside me, he rolled us over again so that I was kneeling in front of him as he moved inside of me on his knees. I had my butt up in the air and was resting my head on my arms as he slowly continued to fuck me from behind.

Then he slipped out of my pussy. At first I thought he just missed my pussy, but then I realized that he was trying to slide his dick into my ass. I started to move away from him, but he held me tight and slowly slid himself into my back opening. I was powerless to stop him and in all honesty, didn’t really try. I groaned as he filled me up, then he began to slowly move and fuck my tight little ass.

He lay back and pulled me on top of him and we moved slowly against one another.

It felt better than I thought it would, but decided then and there that it just wasn’t something I really loved to do. But he did, so we did it until I felt him tighten up again and then he filled me once again with my juices.

When it was done, I got up and went in to use the bathroom. I got dressed and when I came out of the bathroom. He was dressed as well and putting everything away.

He acted as if it was just a regular photo shoot. Very nice and very polite with no hint of what had just happened. He told me he’d give me a call in a few weeks to show me the photos and I left.

The end.

The first two shots below are from that day. One taken with a remote I guess since he was pretty busy at the time. The last is just a recent shot I thought would be good to close the story out with.

Thanks for listening.

OMG!!!! I have read a lot of erotic stories, but that is one of the best. My dick took so much blood from my head that I am actually DIZZY!!! That is better than the fiction we read!!! I have not read the story of the 2 carpenters. Can you reprint or pm me with the story. That sounds like another incredible adventure. The picture of you in the restaurant is really sexy. I can only imagine walking up to a table and having someone as glamorous as you across the table. WOW!!!

 

[TheOlderGuy]

Dearest Jenno

I hope you have the happiest of birthdays

There really are no words to express the joy you've brought here to so many.

Your beauty, inside, outside, all around is unparalleled.

Your stories are the best I've ever read, and all the more powerful because they are really you.

I'd walk to the edge of the universe to share a few moments in your warmth.

Shine on, love, shine on.

 

[justme515151]

Wow it just gets better.

 

[wantonknowledge]

Have a great day and THANKS

Sultry JenO
Thanks for sharing yet another totally erotic tale (with equally erotic photos)
I hope you have a great birthday and I look forward to seeing and hearing of your wanton sexiness

I was wondering if you had considered combining the posts of this latest tale for submission? It would be great to have it with your other stories for future easy access

Have a phenomenal day

 

[gadgetman]

Happy Birthday Jennifer, from a longtime lurker

 

[DfrntLovin]

Happy birthday, lovely!

Ready for your spankings?

 

[tcwild100]

Happy birthday to the hottest, sexiest little babe on Lit

Hope you have a fantastic day lady!

x36

 

[MetroNJ]

happy birthday jenn. best poster ever.

 

[kgb]

Happy birthday, Jenn! Hope you have an amazing one.

I love the finish to the story! The recent picture of you is incredible. You are so beautiful...

 

[goldbug30]

and I too

want to add my fondest wishes that you have the happiest birthday yet!
Thanks do not go nearly far enough for what you do to us menfolk - and I suspect a few womenfolk too. Hugz and kisses beautiful lady!

 

[buck4944]

Happy Birthday

 

[booth22]

Jenn, Happy Birthday and thanks for finishing your story. What a nice surprise to see a recent 'regular' pic of yours. I knew you were attractive but couldn't quite picture what you'd look like 'dressed up'...you look terrific.

Enjoy your day

 

[MaleLesbo]

Happy Birthday Jennifer!

Jennifer,

A birthday wish for one of the classiest most erotic woman I know! You story has been wonderful and your recent picture is just such a treat for one that's been following you a long time! I've loved every minute seeing your fabulous pictures and reading such stimulating conversation! Thank you again, I hope your special day has been and is totally awesome! I look forward to seeing more and hearing more of you honey! x12 for the birthday girl! Gary

I was anticipating what was to come. Being honest with myself and now with you, I knew from the beginning what I was getting myself into. The warning from that girl… that’s what whetted my appetite. I already knew that I loved sex, but felt there had to be something more than what I was getting from the boys I’d been with. Earlier that summer, I’d had the experience with the 2 carpenters that I’ve written about. I had teased and teased them until they finally took advantage of a situation and fucked me silly.

That was the wildest sex I’d ever had and I loved it. I loved that they made me do things and did things to me. This was sort of an extension of that.

When I agreed to let Mr. Lynch photograph me, I suspected that he’d want to photograph me in the nude. I wanted him to. I wanted to let him see me that way. I didn’t know how things would work out, but had already decided that if they turned sexual, then I’d do it.

I wanted to experience an older man and what better way than with someone I trusted. Trust may seem a funny word to use when the guy is taking advantage of a situation. But he really wasn’t, even though I’m sure he probably thought he was. I was the one in control and was only allowing him the pretense of it. I was still exploring my limits and had no idea of what sort of power I might have over men. I had no idea how things would turn out, but I hoped.

I was kneeling in a doggie style position and I heard him taking pictures, then felt his fingers on my sex again. He told me to roll over onto my back.

He arranged me for what I thought was going to be another shot. In this one, I was totally exposed to him. My pussy was swollen and open, my legs spread and my arms were spread out over my head. He turned my head to the side for a profile shot, then told me to close my eyes.

I did as he asked. I was breathing hard now, not quite moaning, but doing everything I could do to control that.

I didn’t hear the camera click, I didn’t really hear anything for the next minute or so.

Then I felt his soft tongue on my pussy. I sucked in a quick deep breath and grabbed a handful of blanket. He told me to keep my eyes closed. I did as he ordered and just concentrated on that tongue exploring my wet folds.

Then he attacked my clit and I cried out as the pleasure seemed to peak all at one time. In less than a minute, I was coming. It was just insane and I couldn’t do anything but go along for the ride. I had my hands on the back of his head, he was nearly bald, but that seemed sexy to me.

As I came, he moved up my body and began to suck on my nipples like a madman while rubbing my pussy. He still had his clothes on, but his dick was sticking out of his pants. He moved my hand to it. I started to stroke him and heard him moan. His dick was slick with precum.

He was almost growling as he sucked and bit my tender nipples. He pushed my breasts together and sucked on both nipples at the same time, he rubbed his face against them, then moved back down to my pussy.

He sucked my lips into his mouth and began to lick and suck on them.

I moaned and writhed on the couch as his tongue and mouth worked their magic on me. This was beyond anything I had done in my life. In my mind, it was beyond what I had let happen with those 2 carpenters. I don’t know why, but letting my teacher do this to me had me absolutely crazy. I was crying out and moaning and it made me hotter to hear his growls and the wet sounds of his tongue probing and licking my pussy.

It went on and on, he was just driving me crazy with his tongue. I couldn’t take it anymore and felt another orgasm approaching.

He stopped what he was doing before I came and I opened my eyes to look at him questioningly.

"You do it", he smiled… "make yourself come for me, show me how you do it."

I shook my head no shyly.

He smiled and told me that it wasn’t a choice, it was an order.

I just looked at him for a few moments and then moved my hand down.

"Oh yeah... That’s it!" he smiled. "That's what I wanted to see!"

I began to rub my pussy as he watched and I found it wildly exciting that I was doing such an intimate thing in front of someone for the first time.

He began to slowly stroke his dick as he watched me.

"Play with your titties…"

I moved my other hand up and began to squeeze and play with my breasts for him.

"Yes, that’s a good girl now… show me how you like your gorgeous nipples teased."

It was all too much and just as I started to pull and twist one of my nipples, I came… hard.

He stuck a fat finger into me as I orgasmed and without even thinking, I began to thrust my hips against his finger in the throes of my passion.

Then the next thing I know, he’s on top of me and pushing his dick into my still throbbing pussy.

I moved against him. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and let him take me.

All the anticipation and excitement was worth it. He felt huge as he slid into my tight little opening.

"Oh god Jenny, you are so fucking tight" he moaned in my ear." I love how you feel wrapped around my cock.

"Oh Mr. Lynch", I moaned back, "I love how big your dick feels in my pussy… it feels so good."

"Are you on the pill Jenny?" he whispered in my ear.

He was moving inside me now in long hard strokes.

I moaned that I was.

"Good?" he breathed, "I’m going to come deep in this sweet pussy of yours!"

"Yes..." I moaned as I scratched his back with my fingernails, I want you to come inside me!"

He rolled us over so that I was on top of him and I began to ride his dick.

It was so hot watching him watch us. He had me lean back so that he could watch his dick disappear again and again into my stretched pussy.

All of a sudden, he was trying to stop me, but I was close to another orgasm and didn’t want to stop. I was going kind of crazy.

"Oh god Jenny, I can’t stop it, I can’t stop…"

"It's ok", I moaned, "I want to feel you come in me!"

I moved even faster on him and when I heard him start to come, I couldn’t stop my own orgasm and we came together. It seemed to me that he came forever, it just kept going on and on and again, he didn’t soften.

Still inside me, he rolled us over again so that I was kneeling in front of him as he moved inside of me on his knees. I had my butt up in the air and was resting my head on my arms as he slowly continued to fuck me from behind.

Then he slipped out of my pussy. At first I thought he just missed my pussy, but then I realized that he was trying to slide his dick into my ass. I started to move away from him, but he held me tight and slowly slid himself into my back opening. I was powerless to stop him and in all honesty, didn’t really try. I groaned as he filled me up, then he began to slowly move and fuck my tight little ass.

He lay back and pulled me on top of him and we moved slowly against one another.

It felt better than I thought it would, but decided then and there that it just wasn’t something I really loved to do. But he did, so we did it until I felt him tighten up again and then he filled me once again with my juices.

When it was done, I got up and went in to use the bathroom. I got dressed and when I came out of the bathroom. He was dressed as well and putting everything away.

He acted as if it was just a regular photo shoot. Very nice and very polite with no hint of what had just happened. He told me he’d give me a call in a few weeks to show me the photos and I left.

The end.

The first two shots below are from that day. One taken with a remote I guess since he was pretty busy at the time. The last is just a recent shot I thought would be good to close the story out with.

Thanks for listening.

 

[Artfan2]

Nice . . . . . very nice!

The current picture is beautiful. I would love to meet that beautiful lady.

Thanks Darlin, for the time and energy you put into writing for us and giving us so much enjoyment.

I agree . . . . the current picture is beautiful, it's very elegant and sophisticated.

 

[astringent]

I was anticipating what was to come...

after seeing that first pic, i can see why he wanted to try your ass. Your stories and pics are amazing as always. Thank you for sharing both.

 

[CollegeGuy2002]

Don't post often, but do visit often... Happy Birthday Jen!

 

[JenniferO1]

This is not a sex story...

It's one of my best birthday memories and base on the comments... I thought you might enjoy it.

When I was around 16, my father started building this hot rod car. I had no idea what it was and to be honest about it... didn't really care.

What my father decided to build himself was what he considered to be the ultimate hot rod... a 427 Shelby Cobra by a company in Connecticut called ERA... now don't get all over my shit if I mix up some of the facts. I don't really know that much about these cars, but I know that there are fans out there who know everything.

Over the next year as he was building it, I would spend hours in the garage with him. My mom was sick with breast cancer and I guess I just wanted to escape the horror of that. So I spent as much time with my dad as I could. I guess I was that typical asinine teenager who was too full of herself to really be aware of what going on around me... or maybe I was just trying to escape the horror of losing my mother.

I don't really know.. not even now... I was just too fucked up to know anything I guess.

So as my dad would work on the car, I would sit on a chair and just talk to him. Just stupid stuff, you know. Sometimes though, I felt like I was just a pain in the ass so I would stop visiting him in the shop for a week or so. But he would begin to complain that he missed me and wanted to know why I wasn't visiting with him. I'd make excuses but never had the heart to tell hm that I didn't think he wanted me around. I was throwing myself a little pity party.

I just couldn't say that to him... I was to devastated by what was happening to my mother, I didn't even want to think that my dad didn't want me around.

I guess I just figured that if I left him alone for awhile, he might miss me and remember that I existed.

As I said, I was just a stupid teenager and didn't understand that dads always love their daughters, especially given the circumstances that we were dealing with.

In any event, my dad finished his car and the first time, he fired it up, it scared the living crap out of me.

It seemed that for the new few months, every time he got a chance he was off to one race school or another to learn how to drive the thing. He got pretty good at it and ended up joining a club for guys with specialty cars like his. I think that car was his own escape.

On my 17th birthday, he told me he had a surprise for me. We got in the car and headed up the coast. It was a typical northern California beautiful day. We stopped for breakfast and a small crowd gathered around our car as we pulled in. That thing seemed to be a magnet for guys and some girls too. I felt so special sitting in the passenger seat cruising down the road with the wind blowing in my hair.

I felt like I was a part of his world again and he was sharing a secret part of it with me. It was probably a couple hour drive and we ended up at this race track. Some of my dad's buddies were there already, my dad told told me that his club had rented time at the track for the day. I thought that it was so cool that my dad included me in this. I was going to get to see him drive his cobra on the track.

But when he opened the trunk, in there was a helmet and a driving suit for me... even had my name on it. I just looked at him.

Put it on he instructed and I did.

We got in the car and pulled out onto the track and he began to lay some laps down. Slow at first, but then faster and faster until I was having the time of my life. The smell of brakes and the sound of the exhaust were an intoxicant. I'd never gone that fast anywhere and my eyes were wide open as I listened to roar of that engine at full throttle.

Then he pulled into the pits and got out of the car. He told me to get in behind the wheel. I shook my head and said no... I couldn't do that.

He laughed and just told me again to get behind the wheel.

I did but told him that I wasn't going to drive like he did.

I pulled out on the track and it seemed like life had just slowed down for me in some weird way. I could feel everything in that car. I had never driven it before, but god... it felt like a living beast. It had a 428 Cobra Jet engine in it and when you touched the gas, it just leapt forward with with a naughty little growl. When you punched it, it roared and belched smoke off the rear tires... It was friggin scary.

As we drove around the track... slowly, my dad told me about apexes and braking and when you hit the gas and when you stay off it. He warned that this car was so powerful that if you hit the gas too hard in the middle of a corner, it would just spin out and fly off the road.

Then he started to instruct me.

"Just do what I say to, when I say to" he shouted to me over the wind and noise of the car.

I was staring forward and just shook my head in acknowledgment... my knuckles white on the steering wheel.

And then it started...

When we got the straight... The lap started and it went like this... "Ok Jenn... Gas, gas, gas... right to the floor..."

As we we approached the corner, he said "brake brake brake... don't lock em up, just feel it... good, good, now gas... just touch it, turn it down so that passenger side wheel is down on that white curb... good... gas, gas... straighten it out good.... now to the floor.

That car shot like a rocket out of the corner and a moment later I was on the brakes and then the gas again.

By the 5th lap, I was actually power sliding the car through some of the turns and I felt so friggin alive. At the end of the straight when I'd let off the gas and hit the brakes, I could hear and loved the BLAT, BLAT, BLAT of the backfire through the side pipes and then the roar as I would give it the gas again.

After 10 laps or so, we pulled back into the pits and I was weak from the adventure and sweating like a little pig.

My dad had packed a lunch and we sat there in the shade of this big ol tree and just talked about the car and watched other guys out on the track. His buddies kept coming up and telling us how good I looked out there. I couldn't believe that I was a part of this world.

When lunch was over... my dad gassed up the car and told me to get in again. I did and he didn't. He told me that he wanted me to just take some laps. I was so nervous and told him that I wanted him to be with me. He said that no... I needed to do this thing myself now. I was to take 5 laps and I would be following a friend of his. He told me that he would start off slow and then slowly start cooking them up as I felt comfortable... my job was to just try to keep up with his buddy but warned be to be careful in the turns.

His friend told me to just try to keep my car exactly in his tracks... do what he did.

The first lap was faster than anything I had done with my dad and I still couldn't quite keep up with his friend. The next lap was faster still and by the fifth lap, I felt like I was going to burn the tires off that car. It all became one... the sounds, the smell and the peripheral view of the world flashing by. The only thing I was focused on was that car in front of me. I was counting laps, I was trying to stay with the guy in the car in front and he was always just out of my reach. I don't think I was even aware of how fast I was going. When we came out onto the straight for the last time, I really came out on a good line. The car felt like it was on rails and I caught him and moved over to pass. He didn't give it too me though, I had to fight for it and consequently drove it deeper and harder in the corner that I ever had. I hit the brakes to slow that beast down and then as I dove into the corner, got on the gas again. I had completed the pass and hadn't crashed. I could see him in my mirror looking for a place to pass me back, but I kept on the gas and drove the line he taught me all the around the track and finally slowed and pulled into the pits.

I turned off the engine and just sat there shaking and listening the ticking of the hot engine as it cooled. I was so full of adrenaline that I couldn't even speak for a couple of minutes. My dad came walking up and as I got out of the car gave me this huge hard hug. Other guys came over to congratulate me and my dad's friend who I had passed came over to shake my hand. He was laughing and told my dad to be careful... he had a race car driver on his hands.

I found out later that his buddy was a professional racer.

My dad was so proud that I had actually passed him. He told me that he never just gives a pass to anyone, you have to take it. I still think he might've let me by, but no matter. I fell in love with that car that day and it was probably the best day of my life and certainly the best birthday I've ever had.

My dad just laughed all the way home as we talked about the day.

Even today, I can still hear his laugh over the roar of the wind and sound of the car.

He died a little over a year later from an undiagnosed aneurysm. But I still own that car and still love it.

That's my best birthday memory...

Hope I haven't bored you all with a normal story.

 

[uptoplay2]

sorry about your mother..

It's one of my best birthday memories and base on the comments... I thought you might enjoy it.

When I was around 16, my father started building this hot rod car. I had no idea what it was and to be honest about it... didn't really care.

However, my father decided to build himself what he considered to be the ultimate hot rod... a 427 Shelby Cobra... now don't get all over my shit if I mix up some of the facts. I don't really know that much about these cars and I know that they are fans out there who know everything.

Over the next year as he was building it, I would spend hours in the garage with him. My mom was sick with breast cancer and I guess I just wanted to escape the horror of that. So I spent time with my dad and I guess I was that typical asinine teenager who was too full of herself to really be aware of what going on around me... or I was just trying to escape the horror of losing my mother.

I don't really know.. not even now... I was just too fucked up to know anything I guess.

So as my dad would work on the car, I would sit on a chair and just talk to him. Sometimes, I felt like I was just a pain in the ass and would stop visiting him for a week or two. But he would begin to complain that he missed me and wanted to know why I wasn't visiting with him. I'd make excuses but never had the heart to tell hm that I didn't think he wanted me around.

I just couldn't say that to him... I was to devastated by what was happening to my mother, I didn't even want to think that my dad didn't want me around. I guess I just figured that if I left him alone for awhile, he might still love me.

As I said, I was just a stupid teenager and didn't understand that dads always love their daughters, especially given the circumstances that we were dealing with.

In any event, my dad finished the car and went off for a few weeks t learn how to drive it a ta race school in our area.

my mother will pass soon..... but I'm a lot older than you were....
I'm sure that death will be far easier than all the pain she's in.

thanks for giving me a way to escape from that reality...

(and the fact that I've had friends here who were just outed as fakes aparently.... sigh)

 

[atthelake]

It's one of my best birthday memories and base on the comments... I thought you might enjoy it.

When I was around 16, my father started building this hot rod car. I had no idea what it was and to be honest about it... didn't really care.

However, my father decided to build himself what he considered to be the ultimate hot rod... a 427 Shelby Cobra... now don't get all over my shit if I mix up some of the facts. I don't really know that much about these cars and I know that they are fans out there who know everything.

Over the next year as he was building it, I would spend hours in the garage with him. My mom was sick with breast cancer and I guess I just wanted to escape the horror of that. So I spent time with my dad and I guess I was that typical asinine teenager who was too full of herself to really be aware of what going on around me... or I was just trying to escape the horror of losing my mother.

I don't really know.. not even now... I was just too fucked up to know anything I guess.

So as my dad would work on the car, I would sit on a chair and just talk to him. Sometimes, I felt like I was just a pain in the ass and would stop visiting him for a week or two. But he would begin to complain that he missed me and wanted to know why I wasn't visiting with him. I'd make excuses but never had the heart to tell hm that I didn't think he wanted me around.

I just couldn't say that to him... I was to devastated by what was happening to my mother, I didn't even want to think that my dad didn't want me around. I guess I just figured that if I left him alone for awhile, he might still love me.

As I said, I was just a stupid teenager and didn't understand that dads always love their daughters, especially given the circumstances that we were dealing with.

In any event, my dad finished the car and went off for a few weeks t learn how to drive it a ta race school in our area.

No one should loose a mother at 16...you had to try to keep your mind busy...as your father was doing building that car... Life is so unfair sometimes. Thanks for sharing this moment...you're an amazing woman!

 

[booth22]

Tough to navigate through family dynamics even as an adult. At 16 we're all attitude but with needs we don't show so it's a really fucked up venture with a lot of push and pull. That car sounds pretty sweet, but you've got the specs ALL twisted up.... (I wouldn't know a Shelby Cobra if it spit in my eyes!)

Hope yesterday was cool for you...

Edit: Was commenting on just the part of the story quoted in the post above mine and figured that was the whole thing. Was kind of scratching my head after reading it trying to figure out how that was a good memory, but attributed it a late night on my end. Just went back and read your original post. Great story. Those are memories you'll keep. Thanks for sharing. Cool looking and 'special' car....

 

[youngleo]

Happy Bday Jenn

 

[osirus_4]

That is an awesome birthday story. Probably the most interesting short story I have read in a long time. You described it very well and had me feeling your emotions as I read it. You are also as hot as fuck.

 

[subya]

Incredible! Whilst I did not go through the entire 300 pages, there's pure gold in this thread.

 

[kgb]

Like everything else you post/write, Jenn, your stories give us insight into who you are. I really like this story, and love your writing style.

Thanks for sharing this with us as well. Great memory, and hope you had an awesome birthday!

Now where can I find me one of them cobras - I want to go driving now! LOL.