She was standing at the mailbox when I got there. She walked to the car slower than I expected, and when she got in I reached over and rubbed her pussy. Her breathing was ragged. As I drove away I asked, So Jane, did anyone get to feel you up? She said, “I really wanted someone to stop. It was like I had an excuse to let a stranger feel me because I didn’t say no this time. There were at least 5 pickups that went by. I think one of them was a kid, and two of them were women but no one stopped. The kid slowed way down, and I almost came just thinking he was going to stop and I was going to tell him he could feel me.”
For the almost one hour drive she was in the seat next to me naked. Because we were in a rural area, there weren’t a lot of cars, but on the other hand, we drove through 2 small towns with stop signs and a stop light, and in one case a 25 mph speed limit. We were in my SUV, so we were tall enough that not many could look down into the car, although a few of the trucks could, but everyone could see her tits. She was pretty much in a permanent state of excitement.
As we got near the town she lives in, she told me that she could not ride through town naked in a man’s car. We turned down a secondary road and pulled off 100 or so yards down the road.. Hrer clothes were in the back seat, and as she reached for them, I said, “Nope. Too easy. Hop out.” I grabbed her clothes and came to her side of the car. “Come on over here and hop up on the hood. Good, now spread your legs like a fucking wh*r* who doesn’t care who sees her big hairy c*nt.” She sat like that while I played around with her pussy lips until she said, “Oh God, I wish someone would drive down the road and see me”, followed by a fair amount of fast breathing and I knew she was coming again.
We got to her house, parked in the driveway, and went in. She said, “I’m really nervous.” I asked what the odds were of her husband coming home early and she said almost none, since he had an appointment in the Twin Cities at 2:00 and we were more than three hours from there. We were in her kitchen, and suggested we move to the bedroom and get naked. She was really hesitant, but at the same time she had that incredibly turned on, on the verge of coming look. As we entered the bedroom, I dropped my clothes and sat on the bed. I said to her, “Get over here and sit between my legs. I want you to see my cock and balls really close. You fucking wh*r*, you never thought you’d be looking at another man’s cock like this did you?” She shook her head and I said, “this is the room where you fuck your husband. Do you know what a filthy sl*t you are? Stick your face in my crotch. Get your lips on my balls and rub my cock around your face. Have you ever done that to your husband??
She kind of moaned and said, “Oh God, I love the way this feels. I’m your fucking wh*r*. Oh, fuck fuck fuck, I’m coming again. Goddammit I come so much when you do this.”
I pulled her face into my balls and rubbed her face in my crotch and then pulled her up and told her, “You get off on feeling dirty and like you’re doing things that are forbidden, Jane, and you’re getting your wish. I’m very serious when I say I don’t want you doing anything you’ll feel bad about so we can stop if you want.” She responded by saying, “I’m fine. I’ll be fine.”
I said, “Good, then get up here with me and spread your legs. You’re going to let me stick my cock in you on Ron’s bed. I’m going to fuck you full of my come until it’s pouring out the c*nt that you aren’t supposed to share with anyone but Ron.” She was crawling up onto the bed, and had that dazed, orgasmic look. “Spread your legs Jane. Open your pussy for me. Tell me what you want.”
“Oh god, I want you to put your cock in my dirty fucking c*nt. Fuck me”
“Are you coming”
“Uh huh. Three times so far. Oh, fuck. More. fuck me.
“When I’m done with you, you leave my come in you, and when Ron comes home, you fuck him. And I want you to think about what a fucking sl*t you are, to fuck your husband with your c*nt full of another man’s come. When he undresses I want you to think about what my cock looks like and what a wh*r* you are to be comparing your husband’s cock to some guy you barely know who OWNS your c*nt.”
She was shuddering and letting out little screams, and then as I came inside her she seemed to howl for several seconds. I just played there, recovering, and she slowly recovered herself. For all the role play, we were, at that moment, just a couple of people who barely knew each other. I actually felt a little awkward, because this really was another mans bedroom, and role-play aside, I really was on his territory and with his wife and In spite of all the talk, the pussy I just filled was his, and I knew it. I said to Jane, “You really going to do that?
She said, “If you mean let my husband have sex with me with your come in me, yeah probably. Right now it seems like a bad idea, but that’s pretty much because I’m drained. But when I have to decide to get cleaned up or play out that idea, my guess is I’ll be so turned on that it will seem like a very good idea.”
I said, “So, Jane, I’ve pretty much been treating you like a sl*t, and I really need to take a moment to tell you that I know that you’re probably nothing like that.” She said, “I know. Look, this stuff is the sexiest thing I can imagine. Other than very subtle jokes with the girls, sex in my life is about love. I’ve never known what it’s like for it to be just about sex. Period. I mean, I know guys check women out, and I appreciate a nice male form too, but nobody has ever asked me to put my body on display. Guys I’v known and even my husband tell me I look nice, but nobody just says, ‘show me your tits’ and I can’t imagine looking at a man and saying, ‘Why don’t you unzip so I can check out your dick?’ This has just been so new, and so exciting. But I have a really solid grip on reality, and I know what we’v been doing is what it is. I appreciate it and I really think I was lucky to run into someone who ‘got it’”
I laughed and said, “Says the lady who’s lying naked in bed, freshly fucked. But since you mention it, all role playing aside, not trying to treat you in any particular way, you’ve got great tits.” As I ran my hands over them, and then down to her knees and up the inside of her thigh, I said “Your pussy is gorgeous, and I love the fur. I played with her pussy for a bit.” She titled her head to me and kissed me, and said, “You know what? How about you and I go take a shower and then would you let me suck you off, and would you eat my pussy? No role play, I just want your cock on my lips and I want you to feel your lips on my pussy. And then I want you inside me again.”
Later, after many minutes of licking and sucking, she whispered, “I want you inside me.” I notice that she wasn’t in the hyper turned on, constant orgasmic state that I had seen repeatedly when we played. I said, “What brought this on?” She replied, “All the rest was playing and it was like I wan’t really even cheating on Ron. But I realized I want to know what it feels like to make love with another man. I don’t think we’ll ever do this again, but for right now this is what I want.”
An hour and a half later, a fully clothed Jane and I pulled back in to J’s driveway. Unlike the instructions I had given her, J wasn’t naked. (And I wasn’t really surprised. Playing submissive would be very out of character for her.) We got to her door and she came out into the yard. I said, “I thought you were going to be naked and waiting.” “You think I’m crazy? I knew she’d be back for her car, and I already told you, I’m not having sex in front of anyone else.”
J walked over closer to Jane and said, “You OK, Janey” Jane responded, “Oh God, am I ever OK. I’m not sure I left much for you, though.
J looked at me and said, “There you go, stud. I’ve always told you if you aren’t careful you’ll wear it out. Now look what you’ve done.” I asked if she she was OK with things, and she said, “Sure. You’ve screwed me half bowlegged as it is. Besides, I’m out here talking to you to warn you that I’ve got company. Shari showed up (Shari is her now 43 year old daughter and is that other person that she knows with whom I’ve had sex -her T or D question that I didn’t want to answer.)
We all went in and had some cookies and chatted, just as though nothing had ever happened. There were so many secrets around that table, that it’s a miracle that lightening didn’t strike us all. I wasn’t fucking J until about 15 years ago, but back when I was in my 30’s I was fucking Shari pretty much through her senior year in high school. Over the years since, every now and then I’ve asked her for sex and she’s never said no. He mother has no idea. Shari was a bridesmaid at Jane’s wedding. She probably knows that I’m fucking her mother from time to time, although I wouldn’t count on it, and I’m not about to ask either of them. She would have no reason to suspect that Jane was fucking me or anyone other than her husband and Jane clearly has no idea that as a horny guy in my 30’s I was banging the 17 year old daughter of my friend who happened to be her college classmate. And I’m pretty sure Shari would fall over dead if someone suggested that her mother had sucked me off while her classmate watched and fingered her pussy.
There's a bit of a post script to this: I needed to leave and head back home, and Jane had a bit of a drive as well. We went out to our cars together, and Jane stopped at my door long enough to tell me that I really shouldn't count on this happening again, and I pretty much believe she means it.
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