It was a typical Saturday night back in the pre-Covid days, and my wife Mary, and I were planning to go out and see a movie. I was already dressed and ready to go, and sat down on the couch to read some news online and watch a few videos on YouTube while she put our daughter to bed and got ready. It was a warm August evening, and the door to the back porch was open for some fresh air. I could hear the crickets getting started outside as the sun was just starting to go down.
My wife and I were young to start a family, but we’d fallen hopelessly in love and, well, you know how it goes, one thing led to another and we were married, still living with my parents, then our daughter was on the way! I’ve always felt really lucky to have met my wife; she’s totally out of my league, but she’s got a shy personality.
I heard her come out of the bedroom and close the bathroom door. After 10 minutes had gone by, I realized she must be doing her makeup, which is not something she does too often.
I heard the bathroom door open and got up to get my shoes on. I stood up to find my wallet as Mary came out of the bathroom down the hallway. I heard her first – she’d put on a pair of heels (a dainty set of brown leather platform sandals), jean shorts and a peasant top that left her shoulders bare, descending down just above her navel. Mary is a beautiful light brunette, slim, but with nice curves and a generous bust – and as I mentioned, way out of my league. I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra – she never does around the house – but I was surprised, since she always put one on to go out. I could just make out the shape of her bare breasts, but the light peasant top was blousy enough not to be too revealing.
She could tell I’d noticed. “Wow, you look great, you ready to go?” I got a drawn out “mhmm” in response, so out we went to get in the car. As we got in, I noticed her open the glove compartment and toss something in. I asked “What’s that?” – “oh just something for later” she replied coyly. My heart skipped a beat but I decided to go with the flow, “uh huh, well I guess I’ll find out after the movie, eh?”
We chatted and listened to the radio on our way out to the theater, and as I put my hand on her leg she opened her legs slightly, inviting me to lightly caress the inside of her thigh. We kept talking – I didn’t want to do anything too overt, plus I was driving.
We got to the theater and got our tickets for the movie – it was the new King Arthur flick by Guy Ritchie, just a fun summer flick. We enjoyed it pretty well even though it had gotten some bad reviews, a little bit of fantastical escapism never hurt anyone. Unfortunately, our movie theater doesn’t have lift-up armrests, even though the chairs are pretty nice. That was besides the point, Mary had never been one for public displays of affection. We held hands through the whole movie and laughed, even though I had to help translate some of the jokes.
I couldn’t stop thinking about her sitting next to me without a bra – the thought of that was really getting me going. I was actually really impressed she’d taken that step, it was great she was feeling so confident. That was the real turn on. I was getting hard thinking about her breasts beneath that blouse, the way they swayed as she had walked down the hall; the barely visible silhouette of her nipples rippling under the sheer material… I couldn’t stop remembering what it felt like to slide my hands up her rib cage and under her t-shirt to cup her breasts that morning as we’d kissed in the bathroom.
As we always did we made a quick bathroom stop after the movie. She cracked a joke and smiled over her shoulder as she disappeared into the ladies room. I was having a hard time keeping my erection under control – and had an even harder time with it in the bathroom, it didn’t get better on the ride home.
As we drove along, I got an idea. There was a new development not far from our house where construction hadn’t started yet. I turned on the turn indicator and started breaking near the intersection “uh, where are we going?” she asked.
“Oh, I just thought we’d take a look and see what’s going on back here, maybe they started building something.”
“haha, ok, you know, we could stop and listen to the radio a bit down one of those driveways…”
This was one of those wooded park developments with long driveways, and at the moment, all of it was totally empty. At this point my cock started to feel a bit too rigid for comfort – my whole crotch was burning with that hypersensitive lusty feeling.. I put my hand on her thigh and caressed her bare thigh and down between her legs. She inhaled, “let’s go to the back seat.”
I parked the car at the end of one of the house-less driveways and we giggled a bit as we got out and moved into the back seat. We started making out right away, hot and heavy. I slid my right hand up under her blouse, getting a full hand of her left breast, kneading gently but firmly the way she liked it. She arched her back pushing her breasts out farther. I lifted up her blouse, revealing her tits in the moonlight. I moved down to suck on a nipple and reached down to massage her ass, slipping under her shorts. She was wearing that little black thong I’d gotten her, and I knew it all had to come off. I started unbuttoning her shorts as she leaned away to lift off her top, her breasts bouncing as she pulled it over her head. I pulled off my shirt as I felt her reach down to stroke my cock over my jeans.
We made out some more as I massaged her breasts and she unzipped my jeans, gently pulling out my hard dick. She lay back on the seat and lifted her hips to take off her jeans and thong. I took advantage of the moment to throw my jeans off. I leaned back against the door, as she turned around, reclining on my chest. I started stroking her pussy, feeling the length of her warm naked body against mine. My other hand was massaging her breasts as she arched her back and writhed against me. I started kissing her neck as I slipped my fingers lower, opening her wetness and sliding two fingers into her pussy, coming back out to massage her clit, gradually faster and faster. She moaned and bucked as she started to orgasm, “I want you inside me.” She gave out a loud moan, as her body tensed and quivered. I didn’t stop.
A second later she paused, gasping, then quickly lay on her back on the seat. I shifted on top, grabbed my cock, and entered her. She was wet, hot, and slippery. After a few short strokes to get going, I began thrusting in and out slowly but firmly, using my full length. “Yes! Come on! Come on!” she cried. We were both getting loud, really loud. This is something we could never do in the house, and we just kind of let it out right there in the car.
I started thrusting harder and faster, looking down deliciously to see her breasts bouncing. Mary was gasping, and holding one breast with her left hand as she started stroking her clit with the other, twitching her hand with rapidity and intensity matching my thrusts. I was grunting and moaning as she started to orgasm again, screaming out “come on, don’t stop!” Her hips bucked as she orgasmed, I pulled out in that instant, grunting as I gushed cum all over her stomach. We collapsed in a sweaty mess. The windows had all steamed up as we lay there, hearts beating, breathing heavily.
We both laughed as we cleaned up and got dressed, a little sheepish we’d gotten so carried away, but also happy and exalted. It had been quite a rush. As we drove home I thought to ask, “hey what was that you threw in the dash before the movie anyway?”
“Oh, just a condom, I guess we didn’t end up needing it, would have made for a little less mess though. I’d been thinking about trying it out in the car, I guess we were on the same wavelength!” she giggled. We ended up going back there a couple more times over the summer, it turned out to be a great, if slightly cramped in the backseat, way to get out of the house and enjoy a loud, passionate, fuck.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gzenmj/mf_date_night_concluded_in_the_back_seat