“Want to fuck?”
Two Sundays ago, my wife, Elise, and I were sitting in a parking lot, waiting for a Chinese restaurant to open. We had been running errands all afternoon and asked her mom to order food so we could pick it up and bring it home.
We had been staying at their house in blandest, quietest suburbs you can imagine. Every home looks the same, and things are *far*. (I’ve lived in the city my whole life, and I’m still getting used to driving everywhere when we visit.) Anyway… we had been running around all afternoon in her dad’s minivan and gave wife’s mom a two hour warning of when we’d be done.
As we were wrapping up, around 3 pm, we called her to find out what restaurant she ordered from, and what name it was under.
“Oh, I ordered from Wonton Palace… but it doesn’t open until 4.”
It took a bit of back-and-forth to learn that she HADN’T ordered yet, but she intended to. We were too far from my in-laws to drive there and then drive back, so we were sitting in the parking lot of Wonton Palace with an hour to kill. That’s when my wife turned to me and suggested we use the hour (re)productively.
10 months ago we had our first baby and… our bedroom hasn’t exactly been on fire since. We had a good sex life prior to that, but y’know… kids. So after it took me a second to pick my jaw up from my lap — I quickly agreed.
“Here?” I asked. I looked around at some kitchen staff park their cars and walk into the Palace as they arrived for work.
“No. But I have an idea.”
She told me to pull out of the parking lot and directed me about 5 mins away to the parking lot of her old company. It was huge and empty — a 5 story suburban office building, all glass. You know the type.
“I always figured it would be dead here on the weekends,” she said as I drove to the back of the lot. I parked next to a dumpster, figuring that would give us coverage on one side, at least.
I hopped out of the driver’s seat and started unbuckling my pants, even as I was trying to figure out the mechanics of the powered sliding door, while she crawled over the console into the back seat. My father in law had pulled all of the seats out of the back two rows of his van, because he uses it for runs to the dump. It left two pilots chairs, right behind the driver and passenger’s seat. And conveniently, they swivel, turning to face the empty back of the van.
I pivoted the seat around, and hopped in, while Elise pulled her bulky winter jacket off her lean shoulders.
Our quieter bedroom has nothing to do with attraction: she’s a solid suburban 9. She’s 35 with long blonde hair, 5’7”, lean muscle and a tight tummy. She has toned runner’s legs and a high, perky bum. And usually her tits are full B’s, but lately — they’re much bigger and heavier post-baby. She’s still breast feeding and it looks really good on her. It’s the dream of lean physique with huge boobs. They’re phenomenal. I’m 5’10” and 36 with an athletic build, but the pandemic has added a bit of padding to what used to be a pretty fit frame.
In the back seat, we started making out and she crawled into my lap and straddled me. I slid my hands up her body and settled onto her tits. I lifted them and tried to play with them through her bra. Not as fun, so I slid my hands around and unhooked her bra in the back. Then, I moved to slide her shirt up over her head, despite being in plain view on two sides to whoever might pull into this suburban parking lot. She stopped me.
“Is this your first time fucking in a car? I keep my shirt on.” I was rebuffed, but yes, it was my first time fucking in the car. My cock jumped in my pants when I thought about how she was admitting more than maybe she intended there. She started kissing my neck and I stopped thinking altogether.
After a bit of kissing, and me sliding her shirt up just as far as to get my face in her tits, she slid down off me and sat on the floor to take off her pants. This wasn’t the most elegant move, but she was trying to stay low and I got a great look at her perfectly hairless pussy and she peeled off her pink thong.
She opened my belt and pants, sliding my pants and boxer briefs down to my ankles, in one swoop. She got on her knees and started licking my balls, then kissing up my rock hard shaft before taking my head into her mouth. After a couple minutes of giving me a super wet blowjob, taking my cock all the way into her throat, I had to stop her because between her spontaneity and the fact that we were doing something sexier than usual — I didn’t want to cum too soon.
But I guess she was into the surprise and naughtiness of the situation too, because as she climbed back up me, I could feel her juices dripping onto my bare thighs. Once she got her pussy aligned with my cock, she grabbed me and hungrily pushed down onto it, whimpering a bit as she started to grind on me.
She grabbed the seat’s head rest, and pulled herself *really* tightly onto me, grinding her clit against my pelvis. I could feel her juices start to leak out onto my balls as she started to grind faster and faster.
“Slow down, or I’m going to cum,” I had to tell her. She stopped for a second but moaned against my neck. She started slowly grinding her hips in a circle — enough to stimulate her clit on my pelvis, but not enough to make me cum. As she started biting my earlobe, I peeked over her shoulder, and saw a teenager on a skateboard. He wasn’t close, but he was getting closer. I must have stiffened up a bit, because Elise peeked over her shoulder and then dove onto the floor. She wasn’t about to give some horny kid a free look.
As she hunkered on the floor, I stayed in the seat — my shirt was still on, plus I had to be the lookout. As she sat on the floor Elise grabbed my cock and started using our juices as lubrication to stroke my cock, keeping me hard but also she was just crazy horny right now and she just wanted to play with cock. When the kid was out of view, she crawled back on.
She started riding me hard again, but the short breather gave me enough time to keep things under control. Her breathing was getting faster, and I could tell she was about to cum. I slid my thumb down onto her clit — this usually pushes her over the edge as she started moaning. She put her face down onto my shoulder and her body began to convulse. As her pussy clamped down on my cock, I flooded her with cum.
I started to laugh and she tumbled back down to the floor while she sat there with half-open eyes, looking dazed. She pulled her phone out of her jacket pocket to check the time. It was 4:15.
“I think our food is ready,” she said We grabbed our clothes and hurried back to the restaurant, our juices caked over my cock and thighs. “I’m really hungry.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kvw0o9/mf_sex_in_her_dads_van_in_broad_daylight
Very hot! I hope to have (re)productive sessions with my own wife which have been put off by covid.
You should ask her about her other experiences fucking in a car …
Bravo to you both. Well done!