I'm going out cruising tonight

[Svenskaflicka]

Together with three of my galpals, I'll be attending The Cruising downtown tonight. Basically, the whole event is about guys1 driving around the streets real slow in American cars from the 50'ies, and us girls hitch rides with them. They get ornaments, we get free rides - and perhaps also free drinks.
I've never been to anything like this before, and I have no idea if I'll like it or not, but atleast I get to go out with my gals and party.

 

[CharleyH]

Together with three of my galpals, I'll be attending The Cruising downtown tonight. Basically, the whole event is about guys1 driving around the streets real slow in American cars from the 50'ies, and us girls hitch rides with them. They get ornaments, we get free rides - and perhaps also free drinks.
I've never been to anything like this before, and I have no idea if I'll like it or not, but atleast I get to go out with my gals and party.

That sounds hilarious, Svenska! Is it annual? Part of a yearly event? What guys your age can afford 50's American cars? lol. Does it end in a 50's diner? Godard would have a field day.

Good luck on the free booze! Be sure to recount the stories.

 

[LadyJeanne]

How fun! I love that idea. I'm sure you'll have a terrific time. Make sure you tell us all about it!

 

[Liar]

Together with three of my galpals, I'll be attending The Cruising downtown tonight. Basically, the whole event is about guys1 driving around the streets real slow in American cars from the 50'ies, and us girls hitch rides with them. They get ornaments, we get free rides - and perhaps also free drinks.
I've never been to anything like this before, and I have no idea if I'll like it or not, but atleast I get to go out with my gals and party.

Raggarparad? Yee haw!

 

[Svenskaflicka]

Finally woken up...

It was rather fun, I must say:

The fun started when M came to pick me up, actually. As we left my apartment, I jokingly asked "who's driving, you or me?", and she handed me the car keys and said I could drive. Imagine the scene - summer night, two gals in a party mood driving around in a car with dance music at top volume, both of us with one arm through the window, headbanging... How I've waited for that moment! And just as I suspected, it felt great... I giggled and sang along with the music, dancing in the car seat with just one hand on the steering wheel. Goddess of Vice, pleased to meet y'all! :cagrin:

We had even more fun at the barbecue that our friend A held before we left. 3 women with a dirty imagination usually have a lot of fun at dinner, especially when everything the men (A's husband R and her good friend S) say has a double entendre. M helped me with my makeup, making me look like the wicked witch's sexy baby sister. Giggle, giggle, giggle...

Then we went to the car parade. Now, I've never before been interested in cars, but now I can appreciate the beauty of old cars. I totally fell in love with a Ford -62 with strawberry red / whipped cream white coating. It almost glowed in the dark, and I made wistful noises everytime it passed.
Unfortunately, I didn't get to ride any car, even though M and I asked several. Probably we had too high standards. We would totally have gotten into that old red Corvette, but the guy driving it looked like he'd make the entire Lit puke - we're talking DIRTY old man here!

We also heard someone mention they'd like to take us in the back seat, which made me laugh out loud. Not a very good move, perhaps, but the idea of getting into the backseat of such a boring-looking car with a bunch of teenagers who've gotten their driver's license even later than me; just didn't seem like an attractive idea.

I got more and more thirsty, and more and more desperate to find a car to hitch a ride into town (we'd walked side by side with the cars a bit outside of town, and now both mine and M's feet hurt so much we didn't feel like walking all the way back). I even whispered to M that I was thirsty enough to find a cute guy and give him a BJ!

Oh, all the inspiration I got for smut stories! I'll probably make an exception to my own rule and write a series of stories, ie "Car Show, ch.1", "Car Show, ch.2", etc.

Finally, one of our friends walked back into town and got our own car, and we went for a burger and something to drink before a certain Swede got all dehydrated. I was so tired I could hardly speak.

I'll definitely go again in the autumn (there are 2 events like this every year, atleast in my town).

 

[CharleyH]

Sounds like a blast, Svenska!!! Glad you had fun. Too bad about the corvette ROFLOL

Finally woken up...

It was rather fun, I must say:

The fun started when M came to pick me up, actually. As we left my apartment, I jokingly asked "who's driving, you or me?", and she handed me the car keys and said I could drive. Imagine the scene - summer night, two gals in a party mood driving around in a car with dance music at top volume, both of us with one arm through the window, headbanging... How I've waited for that moment! And just as I suspected, it felt great... I giggled and sang along with the music, dancing in the car seat with just one hand on the steering wheel. Goddess of Vice, pleased to meet y'all! :cagrin:

We had even more fun at the barbecue that our friend A held before we left. 3 women with a dirty imagination usually have a lot of fun at dinner, especially when everything the men (A's husband R and her good friend S) say has a double entendre. M helped me with my makeup, making me look like the wicked witch's sexy baby sister. Giggle, giggle, giggle...

Then we went to the car parade. Now, I've never before been interested in cars, but now I can appreciate the beauty of old cars. I totally fell in love with a Ford -62 with strawberry red / whipped cream white coating. It almost glowed in the dark, and I made wistful noises everytime it passed.
Unfortunately, I didn't get to ride any car, even though M and I asked several. Probably we had too high standards. We would totally have gotten into that old red Corvette, but the guy driving it looked like he'd make the entire Lit puke - we're talking DIRTY old man here!

We also heard someone mention they'd like to take us in the back seat, which made me laugh out loud. Not a very good move, perhaps, but the idea of getting into the backseat of such a boring-looking car with a bunch of teenagers who've gotten their driver's license even later than me; just didn't seem like an attractive idea.

I got more and more thirsty, and more and more desperate to find a car to hitch a ride into town (we'd walked side by side with the cars a bit outside of town, and now both mine and M's feet hurt so much we didn't feel like walking all the way back). I even whispered to M that I was thirsty enough to find a cute guy and give him a BJ!

Oh, all the inspiration I got for smut stories! I'll probably make an exception to my own rule and write a series of stories, ie "Car Show, ch.1", "Car Show, ch.2", etc.

Finally, one of our friends walked back into town and got our own car, and we went for a burger and something to drink before a certain Swede got all dehydrated. I was so tired I could hardly speak.

I'll definitely go again in the autumn (there are 2 events like this every year, atleast in my town).