[MF] [Real Story] [Husband & Wife] [Double Feature!] [Outdoors] Food, Fun and Fucks. ?

“Honey, can I take this off please?”

I looked down at my (now late) wife, Anne. I knew by her plea that she meant her hijab.

I hugged her a little closer. “Anyone around?”

“Nope. It’s just us.”

I nodded my consent, and she whipped it all off with a flourish. Her hair waved gently in the seabreeze and I inhaled her heady scent as I kissed her forehead. We stood admiring the scenery, then sat down on a coconut tree stump to continue taking in the glorious sunset, silently communing as only soulmates could be. Presently, we moved on to the seaside eatery complex after sunset prayers, being the first customers at the place we chose.

After a great dinner, filled with banter, laughter and light foreplay, we went back to the car. It looked like a quick rain shower was about to fall though, so we drove a short distance down the beach.

We were on each other as soon as she’d stopped the car. The front seats aren’t much room to play with, of course, and we’d gotten naked mostly by our own hands. I had an evil idea, cracked open the door and stepped out. Anne watched, open-mouthed as I let the rain soak my bare skin.

“Come on out of there, dear. It’s nice and cool out!”

She hesitated, so I walked over to her door, opened it and pulled her out. Before she had time to protest, I kissed her hard on her lips as my hands roamed over her curvy 36-27-34 figure. She had time to grab my 6 hard inches as her tongue wrestled with mine, before I laid her flat on the front bonnet.

My lips ran over her wet neck and all around her B-cup tits as she placed my cockhead against her pussy lips. I grinned at her disappointed groan when I pulled away to kiss and lick my way down her belly. She popped her head up just in time to see my face dropping down between her legs.

She tasted awesome. The rivulets of rain running from between her tits, down her belly and past my lips on her pussy lent its own fresh flavor, as she moaned her approval again and again.

Her hips pumped madly, grinding my lips over her pussy and driving my tongue deeper into her warm hole. My hands freely feeling her from her hips and belly to her generous tits helped drive her into orgasm.

Her moans had by then turned to shouts, which I silenced with a hard kiss on her lips. We savored her taste as I slowly entered her, her warm, wet cunt a marked contrast to the cool tropical rain shower.

I pulled away to catch a breath.. there wasn’t much light, and the rain had been lightening up the whole time, but the sight of her body laid down and open for our mutual pleasure *under open sky* drove me wild.

I plowed into my beloved again and again, and she was so hot and wet she begged for more, harder and faster. My hands went behind her knees, spreading her wide open and pushing her legs towards her, for more depth to my full-length ramrodding.

We didn’t last long.. Anne’s sopping-wet cunt spasmed around my cock for the fourth time, and that triggered my own orgasm. Her tongue lolled lewdly and her eyes locked on mine as I let loose spurt after spurt of white-hot cum into her womb.

She leaned up and hungrily kissed me as my cock, slick with her juices, pulled out of her, still hard and shiny. The rain stopped as I grabbed hold of my shirt and the hand towel I’d kept in the glove box, and we spent a minute or so towelling each other off. She wrapped her hijab around her head hair-towel style as we got in the car and headed back to the city.

In retrospect, I was lucky Anne had continued driving.

Halfway through the hour-and-a-half drive, she suddenly turned off-course. I lifted an eyebrow in question, but she kept on going. She drove to a nearby park, stopped in a dark corner and turned off the engine.

“Get out.” I obeyed, walking to her side of the car as she got out. She pulled off her skirt and panties as I got close and I got a glimpse of her open, still-wet pussy.

“Fuck you, honey. I’ve been feeling us drip out of me in the last 10 minutes. Gimme that cock, damn you! Gimme!”

I grinned and obliged by standing next to her as she squatted open-legged with her back to the car. Anne nearly destroyed my pants taking them off me, and pretty much inhaled my cock down her throat as she shoved fingers up her soaked cunt.

Her moans drove me wild, muffled as they were by her voracious sucking of two-thirds of my length, alternated by ferocious tongue-lashing on the bits of me she couldn’t deep-throat.

She must’ve finger-fucked herself to orgasm while sucking my cock, because she suddenly stood up, shed blouse and hijab, pulled my shirt off as I dropped my pants, then dropped onto the backseat, pulling me on top of her.

We made love for the next five minutes, my lips on hers, my hands pawing her heaving tits and erect nipples and my hips driving my cock in and out of her open pussy. Her legs were pointed at the roof while mine was out of the open door. She was alive beneath me, moving her hips in sync with mine and shuddering from the feel of open air on her bare ass and my hard cock throwing wave after wave of pleasure into her.

I gasped as I continued to make love to her. “How would you like it?”

“Both ways, honey. Please?” A sure sign that she’d had her fill of orgasms..

I concentrated.. and blew half my nut deep inside her, pulling out to give her tits and belly the other half. I nearly fell on my ass backing up to see my handiwork.. my beloved wife decorated and filled (again) with my cum.

I told her to scoot further in and closed the door on her. I grabbed all our errant clothing, stuffed them in after her, then drove off towards home.

Anne apparently still had enough in her to pull off a final orgasm for the night as she played with my cum on her body and inside her cunt.. nearly drove me off the road as I watched her and realized *that we were both naked in our car, driving through city traffic, smelling of glorious sex and damp clothes.. in a fundamentalist Muslim country!*

I carried her up the backway stairs in just my pants and Anne covered by the heap of our clothes piled on her.. a surely glorious end to date night. ?

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7zv6ub/mf_real_story_husband_wife_double_feature