Well, That Escalated Quickly, Part 2 [MF]

Well, this turned into a bit of a novel.

When we last left off, I had made plans to come in to work an hour early so as to catch Melanie on her way out to her lunch hour. I was nervous as fuck, and really had only a vague idea of how we were going to do this; there was a park nearby, and given the time of day (late morning on a weekday), the lot should be empty. If that failed, I also knew of a nearby park and ride that should provide enough privacy to do… Christ, what the hell were we doing? I’d brought condoms along, but this could be anything from a makeout session, to heavy petting, to sex, to an elaborate trap designed to ruin my life. No, that’s stupid, I thought to myself. She’s into you, this is happening, go for it.

“I know we haven’t really talked about what’s going to happen,” I sent her, letting her know that I was ready for her to clock out and meet me in the parking lot, “but I want you to know that I’ve got condoms.”

“I think we both know what’s going to happen.”

If I wasn’t already stiff as a board that would have done it. I hoped out of my car and waited, trying to look inconspicuous in the employee lot. I probably failed, but it’s not like anyone else knew what we were up to, we both knew that the consequences for getting caught were a hell of a lot more than just job loss, and given that both of us were being looked at (separately) for promotion anyway we knew to keep our mouths shut.

I didn’t have to wait long. She walked up to me with a shit-eating grin on her face, eyes alight. I don’t know if you’ve ever met someone who just has an absolute lust for living, but that’s the best way I can describe her; seeing her lit a fire within me. We walked over to her car, having previously determined that, though her backseat was smaller than mine, hers wasn’t full of carseats and other kid detritus and would be more ideal for this. I hopped in the passenger seat and started giving her directions.

I suppose I should have seen it coming, but my revelation that a park would probably be uninhabited by people there to enjoy the actual park on a weekday morning was hardly unique; several of us had apparently had the same idea, though most of them had chosen to park by the entrance. I directed her to the back, where there were no cars. We sat in silence for a few moments, before I looked over at her. “Are you ready?”

“I’ve been ready since you grabbed my ass.”

Well okay then. I got out and moved to the backseat, and she followed suit. While waiting for her to climb in, I climbed out and set and alarm on my phone; 40 minutes. Plenty of time to have whatever fun would follow, and get back to work with time to spare. She slid into the backseat herself, and after a few moments of looking eachother over, each of us mentally trying to work out how we were going to make this happen, I twisted on the bench so that I was sitting across it, and in the same motion I scooped her up and deposited her on my lap. Her quick intake of breath told me that she hadn’t been expecting that; a point for me.

We stared into each others eyes, waiting for someone to make the first move. “Ready?” She said.

“Mmm-hmm” I suavely replied. In my defense I had ~170-180 lbs of pure electric sex sitting in my lap, so my brain had abdicated control to an entirely different head. I start to move in to kiss her neck, but she intercepts me with her lips.

In retrospect, we were both pretty awful. I’d spent more than the last decade only kissing one woman, and was pretty good at that; she hadn’t been in a position to kiss anyone for over two years. As a result, we were like a pair of teenagers mashing their faces together in mimicry of how we’d seen other people do it. We kept bouncing off each others teeth. How it felt in the moment, however, was like touching a live wire, energy pouring into me and through me as everything else dropped away leaving just me, her, our bodies and the suddenly inconvenient clothing that was keeping us apart.

I pulled back, entirely unprepared for that. I hadn’t planned on kissing; in my mind, sex was sex, but kissing was kissing. You kiss your girlfriend, you kiss your wife, you don’t kiss your fuck-buddy. “You okay?” she said, instantly concerned.

“Wasn’t expecting the kiss. Sorry.”

She smiled. “I like kissing. Sex isn’t nearly as much fun without it.”

She wasn’t wrong. I brought my left hand up to the back of her head and pushed her lips onto mine to let her know I agreed. Tentative kissing quickly gave way to full tongue action, and my hands started freely exploring her body, caressing her breasts and ass over her clothes. Eventually my right hand snaked up under the back of her shirt, unclasping her bra. She broke the kiss long enough to lean back so that I could disentangle the bra from her body while leaving the shirt on, a trick I learned early on in my late teenage years that I was a fan of. Breast freed from their fabric prison, she settled back in against me an we resumed tonsil hockey as I massaged her bare tits.

She’s a solid B cup, with soft but very perky nipples. She groaned as my fingers worked them into solid points. I broke the kiss once myself, long enough to lick my own fingers so that I could make her nips just that little more sensitive. She groaned with pleasure. “I love these” I told her, “My wife has D’s now, and I love playing with them, but back when we were dating that weren’t much bigger than these. I missed them.”

“I used to have A’s,” She replied, “Before my kids. They never shrink back down.”

“I’m glad,” I said, as I pulled up her shirt and slipped one of her nipples into my mouth, gently sucking on it, licking all around the areola before softly clamping it with my, earning another quiet moan from her. As using my mouth to play with her tits had freed up my hand, I started working it down the front of her yoga pants. No surprise, just like the day before she was panty-free. I started sliding my middle finger over her slit, which was already soaked. “Wet already?” I laughed. She giggled.

“Another perk of going commando; I’m basically wet all the time.” Well that was a hot revelation to file away for later. Pulled my hand out of her pants, finger glistening with her honey, and very deliberately stuck it in my mouth, tasting her, letting her grool pool on my tongue. “Yum” I said. I leaned forward and placed my tongue on her lips, which she drew into her mouth, fellating it like a cock, sucking her own juices off it. My hand dove back in her pants, mercilessly rubbing her clit and prodding at her incredibly tight fuckhole. She began to moan, so I started kissing her neck, starting just below her ear and working my way down to her breasts, then back up to her lips, licking them like they were the ones on her pussy, then back to her neck. I had barely slipped a finger in when she suddenly got even tighter, going quiet as her whole body tensed up, her pussy bucking against my hand as she rode out her orgasm.

When the moment passed she grabbed my cock through my pants. “Get it out. I want to suck it.” She slid back off my lap, and I undid my pants and pulled it out. As I mentioned last time, I’m just under 6″, so average in length, but I’m about 2″ plus in girth which has always made for a tight fit in my wife; I was a little concerned about how I was going to fit in Melanie’s super tight hole.

AS soon as my dick was out it was in her hand, giving it a firm squeeze. “I was thinking about this dick all night.” She said, barely finishing the sentence before taking half the length into her mouth. Honey and silk. It took all my effort and concentration not to bust down her throat within the first 30 seconds. Not that she would have minded, as I learned on a later occasion; she likes to swallow. So as I was desperately looking around outside the car for something other than her head bobbing on my dick to focus on, I noticed that another car had pulled up a little ways away from us, angled so as to have a good view into her backseat.

“Melanie, we have company.”

She looked up from my dick, focusing on the car. “Is he watching us?”

“Dunno.”

We watched his car for a while, as she idly stroked my dick. “Do you want me to continue?”

“I dunno. Are you okay with giving the guy a show?” By way of reply she took me to the base of my dick and held it there. Holy shit it felt so good. I let her go for a while before I felt myself hitting the edge. “Your turn. I wanna eat you now.” Nodding, she leaned back and pulled off her pants, spreading herself for me. I leaned in started kissing, licking, and biting my way from her inner thighs down to her clit, which I then sucked into my mouth while fingerfucking her hole. Suddenly her legs tightened around my head. “There’s another one.”

“What the hell?” I said, looking back up. The car had stopped literally right in front of us, the heavy tinting preventing us from seeing inside. It wasn’t a police cruise, thank god, marked or unmarked, but it was still weird as hell.

“what do you think, do you want to continue?” She said. I shook my head. “Not here. This is getting really fucking weird.” She nodded, and we redressed and moved back to the front. While we were doing that the second car pulled forward and parked not far away. She looked over at me. “Now what?”

“Do you still want this in you?” A hard groan was her only answer. “There a park and ride not far from here. Lots of cars, but they should be empty.” As we pulled out of the park, a cop car drove past us on the way back to the area we’d just left. Lots of nervous laughing. I distracted up by playing with her tits while she was driving, so she started playing with my dick over my pants. By the time we pulled into the park and ride, surrounded on three sides by empty cars we were ready to go again. We jumped back into the back seat and she resumed her position, laying down with her legs up.

I licked her a little bit more, just to savor the taste, and then I started to rub my dick on it while reaching back up front for the condom. “Leave it off, I want you to cum in me.”

“That sounds like a terrible idea. On the pill? Cause that’s how all my kids happened.”

“Mine too. I’ve had a tubal ligation. I can’t get pregnant.”

I think about it for all of about 10 seconds. She’s got the c-section scar for it. I can roll bareback at first and throw the condom on later. Fuck it. I dive in.

Yep, she’s tight as fuck, and the stress of the situation has me going a little limp. Shit. I work it around a bit, play with her clit, but it’s not hardening back up. I pull out, and start eating her some more. After a bit of this, I’m harder, so I put it back in. After pounding her for a bit, I realize that I’m not going to get her to orgasm before I do. I’m not going to get to the condom before I cum. Shit. Shit fuck. I pull out and immediately shoot a rope on her pussy.

“Um, I though you were gonna-”

Goddamn that pussy looks good with my cum on it. Fuck it. I dive back in and finish the rest inside.

“OH SHIT” She moans, as I start throbbing inside her, emptying my balls. She about crushes my dick as she orgasms in response. It’s amazing.

Eventually we return to ourselves. I’m embarrassed as hell that I went so quick, but she’s fine with it, telling me that she knew I wouldn’t last long, as thick as I am and as tight as she is. We’ll get better with practice.

As we start to focus on how the hell we’re going to clean ourselves up, we watch as a elderly bike riding couple takes a shortcut right past the passenger doors, us in clear view, dick and pussy out for inspection. They pass, seemingly not having noticed.

We about die laughing.

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