(Last time … ) As soon as we got to my car, she locked the door, even before I started the car, which I found odd at first. I opened my mouth to say … something, but before I could say anything, she blurted out “I’ve got to show you this.” I had no idea what in the world it could be. I half expected her to pull some pills or a needle out of her bag but I didn’t know what to say or how to react. Somehow that moment just hung in the air for abnormally long. Until she grabbed her skirt and hiked it up high enough so I could clearly see the outline of her pussy through her slightly seethru pink bikini cut panties. I didn’t do anything to hide the fact that I was staring down at what she was so gladly showing off. “You’re not the only one with a hidden piercing” she said as she tugged her panties down and still somehow managed to spread her legs wide enough to let her clit hood ring shine despite being crammed in the passenger seat. Short legs must have helped. I, the total world champion of smooth reactions, decided to ask “so do you want to go to (the other bar) or not?” Dumb. Dumb Maya.
Fucking dumb. Luckily, Amy was a little smarter about it all. “As long as I don’t need to bring these,” she said, slipping her panties to the floor and leaving them there. As I started to drive, she kept her skirt hiked up and I kept sneaking glimpses over at her crotch. It wasn’t a long drive, and I hadn’t had much to drink at all, so I was able to concentrate on the road and on her pussy. At first, at least. Then she reached over and slid her hand up under my top. And unfastened my bra. And started to tug at my nipple stud. Oh fuck. I could barely keep my eyes open let alone on the road. For a married woman, she certainly knew how to tease a girl. I mean I’ve made myself cum while waiting in traffic before but never driving down the road at full speed. Her other hand was between her legs, and she was just as lost in bliss. And then something terrible happened.
We arrived at the bar.
And I, the consummate idiot, parked and shut off the car. I sat there for a minute, waiting and wondering what Amy would do. She leaned over to me, kissed me on my side and said “we can finish this later. Just leave your bra here.” I wriggled my way out of the bra and tossed it on the floor right on top of her panties. She took her fingers, still wet from playing with herself and ran them back and then forth across my mouth. God she tasted so hot. I figured we probably wouldn’t be in there too long. A couple of drinks, then back to the car to continue what we had started.
But we got inside and started to linger. It was kinda busy so it took a while to get a drink in the first place. Also it was cold, so my nipples, already excited from the whole car play decided to announce themselves to the room despite the tight-fitting tank top and slightly loose top I had over it. If the light and the angle had been right, I felt like you could have probably seen my nipple studs gleam even through the two layers of fabric. I felt exposed, and I felt Amy staring at my chest every chance she got. I’m only a B cup so it’s not like I get a whole lot of attention but it felt good. Especially since I could still imagine the taste of her finger on my lips.
We sat down with my friends from work. I introduced Amy and couldn’t help but notice that she seemed to almost always keep one hand out of sight – under the table. It didn’t take a genius to know where she was putting it, although my friends didn’t have all the inside information I did from the car. She kept staring at me and biting her lip. It took all the strength in me to not say anything, but I kept our little secret. Two drinks later (for me – 3 for her), we said our goodbyes and headed out to the car.
When we got to the car, I hesitated – should we head to the back seat or drive to somewhere more private? It was still light out and the parking lot wasn’t exactly empty. I leaned against the hood of the car and waited for Amy to get close. “Where do you want to go?” I asked. She walked right up to me, straddling me, leaned right into me so I could feel her heartbeat as it started to get quicker and quicker. “I want you to go here,” she said as she took my right hand and pulled it to her side, then ran it right up to her right breast. I clutched it softly. She moaned just a tiny bit. “… and here …” as she guided it to her other breast. I grabbed a little more firmly. She gasped and moaned again, and then ran my hand down to her thigh, then right up under her skirt “… and right here.” My heart started to race. I tapped the tip of my finger just beside her wet lip and whispered in her ear “get in the car.”
She obeyed, jumping back and almost running to the passenger seat. It seemed we were leaving, though I didn’t know where to just yet. All I knew is that I was bringing her with me. I made my way to the driver’s seat. I sat down, shut the door, locked it and immediately took off my top layer before I even put the key in. Amy had managed to slide off her skirt and was bottomless as I started the car. As I started to drive, she tilted her seat back and started to play with herself. Back in my total awkward phase, I asked “where do you want to go?” Like it mattered! I hated myself until she said “just find someplace where you can fuck me.” I figured there was a parking lot for a nature trail kinda nearby that was usually empty. So I started driving.
Thank god I had an automatic, because Amy grabbed my hand and pulled it to her pussy. She was dripping. I thumbed her clit ring as I tried to stay on the road. It was only a mile maybe a little more, but this was a new, dangerous distraction. Not that I fucking cared. At a stoplight, I grabbed Amy’s hand and pulled it to my waist, hoping she’d do something to return the favor. Maybe not the best idea, since I was driving, but I just couldn’t hold back. Amy, apparently, couldn’t hold back either. When the light turned green, she sat up and started biting at my neck as she slipped her hand right inside my pants and started tapping at my lips through my panties. I was in heaven. Just two more turns … one more turn … and we’d be there. She started straight-up making out with me as we pulled into the parking lot. I’m pretty sure I bumped right into the curb as I parked the car, but there’s a perfectly good reason for that. I had 2 fingers sliding inside me at the time.
I expected to just roll over onto the passenger seat and somehow do something right there in what might set the record for world’s most passionate hookup in a confined space, but once I shut off the car, Amy popped the door open and, still bottomless, started to run down the trail into the woods. Mine was the only car in the lot, so I didn’t expect anyone else around, so I charged after her, my pants undone and staying up by sheer force of will. She turned a corner into the woods as the path turned in the other direction, and I followed her, catching up close behind her. She stopped at a moss-covered rock and turned to face me, pulling her top and her bra both off in a seemingly impossible but still somehow totally graceful fluid motion. Without hesitating, I dove face first between her legs and started eating her out.
I feel like I should apologize to any wildlife in the area, because she started shrieking as I sucked on her lips. Her pussy was so wet and so ready for play that I could probably have started fisting her, except that’s not something I’ve ever done on a first date, especially in a public setting, but I started working her with three fingers in a quick rhythm as I reached around and clenched her asscheek with my other hand. “Fuck me!” she squealed. “FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK MEEEEEEEEE” she screamed as I could feel her body tensing up at the edge of orgasm. I didn’t slow down. I spanked her juicy ass and tongued her as hard and quick as I could as she exploded.
I smiled as I looked up to see tears pouring out of her eyes. I stood up beside her and caressed her breasts as she returned to earth. She just kept whispering “fuck fuck holy fuck holy fuck” as she opened her eyes slowly and stared at me. “Holy fuck Maya. What did you do?” I wished I could have taken credit for it but I chalked it up to her long pent-up sexual frustration. I smiled. After a minute, a chill came over her basically naked body – I could see the goosebumps every where – and she seemed to snap back to reality. She smiled back and said “now what?”
“Now,” I said, in a sudden wave of boldness that I think made up for my idiot moves in the car earlier, “Now you fuck me.” I lifted my top off and leaned in to kiss her. Her hands instinctively moved to my waist and slid down my pants, pushing them to the ground to reveal all of myself to her. Her fingers didn’t waste any time finding her way inside me. First one, then two, then three fingers exploring inside me as I did all I could to tempt them deeper inside. I literally tore my top as I wrestled it off, baring my breasts to the crisp air. I pulled her other hand up and guided it to the stud through one nipple because I knew that if she started playing with that, I would lose total control.
And I did. I was numb to the world. All I could feel were her fingers inside me, her tongue flicking against me, my nipple pulled and tugged and tense, my pulse racing, Amy’s hair tangled through my fingertips as I grabbed her head and pulled her against me. It was such intense, amazing pleasure, overtaking every inch of me. My muscles tensed from my toes to my neck. I screamed a silent scream of pure passion as my body exploded in an orgasm that took me almost a whole minute to shake off and come back to earth from.
Holy fuck. I’d never fucked a married woman before, and I honestly still kinda feel bad about it on a moral level, but that hook-up is still a go-to of mine when I’m alone and feeling horny. Remembering the sensation of Amy’s tongue flicking against my clit … oh god it still makes me cum every time.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4bsz6p/my_one_time_with_a_married_woman_part_2_ff
Damn that was hot.