I am sure for all of us we have certain memories that come to mind whenever a specific phrase, location, season or even an action presents itself. Certainly, in this world of COVID and the isolation that occurred for part of the year, it seemed that the quickie, especially car sex, seemed to move front and center in the dating/hooking up world. I have read/heard many a story about different adventures. In my own personal world, I have always had a special appreciation, borderline fascination, with quickies. Not so much the ones where my girlfriend/wife and I are exhausted, climbing into bed at night and the quickie is a good compromise for that current time and place. It’s really the moment where your passion, want and desire for someone becomes all-consuming and that feeling is reciprocated by the other person. When those moments occur in a setting in the public world, it almost always leads to a great memory that can stay with each of us for life.
This is likely evident in my own stories as many of them involve some element of the sexual build up and eventual release in a very spontaneous setting. Some of my favorite moments are not necessarily the most intense or even remotely wild sexual escapades. What is telling to me as I write these stories is I realize how few of them there are over my time as an adult. They are memories that none the less bring a smile to my face every time I think about them. The lesson for anyone reading this is to take the 20 seconds of courage and go for it in those moments. Maybe my retelling of some of my stories will inspire some to get out of their comfort zones, make a lasting memory and thus have their own stories. For me, I wanted to capture a couple of my favorites.
I have written about my wife’s upbringing that had a very similar structure as mine. Much older grandparents played a strong role in our lives and as such we were both raised to be very reserved and introverted. Neither of us had a lot of exposure to sex although in my wife’s world she had virtually no exposure at home. This played out in the early years of our dating/marriage in that we both had a fear of communicating our wants and fantasies. I think it is this background that makes me smile at this specific memory. We were invited to a new church with my boss and his family and thus we were getting ready on a Sunday morning in the spring. My wife puts on a matching black bra and thong set and then proceeds to put on an all-in-one garter/panty hose where the crotch area is open as if she were wearing an actual garter belt. I had bought her a few pairs of these as I have an obsession with them so clearly it caught my attention. Unfortunately, we really do need to leave soon and don’t have the time to play. I look at her and ask if she is trying to torture me in church as there will be no way I can focus knowing she is wearing that underneath her outfit. She just smiles at me and says that she didn’t have a regular pair of tights, so she was using these and was not trying to torture me. She was happy to know she was having the effect on me none the less. So, we finish getting ready, my wife putting on an ankle length skirt and top and me in a traditional southern mix of a navy sport coat, tan dress pants and a button down.
We make it through church then lunch with my boss and his family. By the time lunch has ended it is close to 2:00 in the afternoon. My wife and I were in the early stages of house shopping for our first home and decided to use the afternoon to look at a few new home developments. We had visited one specific development the previous week with our realtor and were strongly leaning to building here. We wanted to look at the model home again and when we arrived the sales rep recognized us form the previous week. We talked through floor plans, upgrades etc. and we asked if any of these plans were available to look at. The sales agent responded they had a few homes that were almost ready for other buyers that we were welcome to look at. The agent was working by his self on this afternoon, so he provided us the addresses and the master key to each property for us to look at each one.
There were 4 houses we were going to look at and as we walk into the first house the image of what my wife is wearing under her church outfit is burning in my mind. WE walk through the first house, talking about what we did and did not like and then move on to the second house, then the third house. By the time we get to the fourth house, a two story with a large upstairs game room overlooking the living room, I can’t take it anymore and my desire is finally overriding my fear. I look at my wife and tell her how much her outfit had me distracted and I was now desperate for her. It seemed wrong to have a large house all to ourselves and not take advantage of it. Much to my delight (and surprise) my wife turns around and kisses me for a minute and then stops to tell me she was hoping I would say that as she had the exact same idea. From that moment we start frantically kissing each other while grabbing each other wherever we can.
Thankfully her skirt was a wrap skirt and thus I am able to slide my hands under it with ease to feel her ass and eventually moving my hand over to discover her wetness. She is now moaning with her breathing become heavier and faster, trying desperately to get her hands around my now rock-hard manhood. I turn her around and have her put her hands on the railing overlooking the living room, pull her skirt up so that her stockings and thong are now fully visible. I lean forward so I can move my hands back around her body, one hand massaging her clit and the other moving between her breasts and the side of her face. My wife gets very turned on kissing the back of her neck and behind her ears so I am trying to focus here while using my hands to get her as worked up as I can. I slide my other hand back to unbutton my pants and let them drop to my ankles. I pull her thong to the side, slightly spread her legs apart and then guide myself into her from behind. My wife almost screams with excitement and almost instantly I am thrusting in and out of her as fast and as hard as I can go. Within maybe 5 minutes my wife is moaning intensely, and I can feel her tighten around me as her orgasm takes over her body. Knowing she reached orgasm and the visual ecstasy of everything about her at this moment takes over and I unload inside of her with a death grip on her hips. I lean forward so I can wrap my hands around her and we stay there for about 5 minutes as our breathing calms down. Time to get back to life before the sales agent decides to check on us.
The next one is also a spring night, about 13 years later, when my wife and I are out having dinner and drinks with friends at an extremely large hotel/resort. I say large in that this resort literally has a small river with waterfalls and boats inside of the main atrium. A few months prior to this, I asked my wife during an alcohol infused evening what fantasy she had that she had never lived out? Her response was having sex in one of the atrium areas at this hotel. Quick note on my wife. She is not a person that has a lot of fantasies and if she does, she has a lot of trouble communicating them verbally. So, when I get her to talk about one, it’s something I make a mission to make a reality at some point in our life together. When a group of friends was looking for a fun group outing, I suggested we have dinner and drinks at the Gaylord and just let the chips fall where they may.
Thankfully, I married an incredibly down to earth woman that also knows how to really dress up and shine when she wants to. Also living in Texas, tight dresses and heels or wedges are a must have for any woman under 45. On this night, my wife has on A cocktail dress and wedges from one of her favorite clothing stores in town. Always elegant with a girl next door innocence, she is stunningly beautiful to me on this night. The night begins at an upscale steakhouse and after about 2 hours of food, wine and good conversation we all decide to move to one of the bar areas that overlooks a lake close by. It happened that one of the women in this group recently had a birthday and my wife had brought a gift for her that was still in our vehicle. As everyone was walking towards the bar, my wife remembers and tells everyone to head towards the bar as she has something for this specific friend that she needs to get out of her SUV. As a personal rule I never let a woman go to a parking garage or vehicle by herself in any setting such as this. So, I look at our friends and tell them I will go with her and we will see them all shortly.
Unbeknownst to my wife, I had taken a reconnaissance trip to the hotel about a week prior to this to scout out potential “fun spots” where I thought there could be enough privacy and did not see the cameras directly pointing at. I found a couple of possibilities and was quickly assessing my wife’s reaction to attempting anything on this evening. I take the path towards the other side of the atrium that goes by one of the spots I had found. Thankfully the crowd level is very low at this time on a Sunday evening and realizing my wife has had 3 glasses of wine I think why not try and see where it goes. We are already holding hands so as we are about to reach this heavily landscaped area that is really meant to hide a closet of some sort, I look at her and ask if she remembers telling me about a fantasy at this hotel? She thinks for a second, smiles and says I do remember this. I smile back and tell her no time like the present and pull her into this area behind the foliage.
I lightly pin her against the wall while taking my hands to caress the sides of her face and embrace in a passionate kiss. I stop to make eye contact, telling her this is for her. Her only job is to watch for people and enjoy herself. With her back against the wall, I get down on my knees and slowly raise her dress above her waist. I pull her thong to the side, help her lift one leg so it is resting over my shoulder, then move my hand back to her woman hood to start massaging her clit and slowly starting to move a finger in and out of her. The adrenaline rush of the moment seems to be quickly accelerating her excitement levels so I decide to insert two fingers inside of her and lean forward so that I can lick and suck on her clit.
The second my tongue connects with her she says wow that feels amazing, and I am really into getting her to orgasm as quickly and intensely as I can. Sensing she is fully aroused I make sure I have a constant motion with my fingers on her g spot while also making sure I have enough pressure on my tongue movements licking and circling her clit. Within a few minutes she is telling me how close she is to cumming and within a minute she releases onto me with a series of muffled moans while repeating I’m cumming baby. I try to keep going but the intensity seemed too much for her as she puts her leg down and starts pulling me up telling me she can’t take it anymore. I smile at her somewhat with a deep feeling of accomplishment and tell her thank you for telling me your fantasy. Hopefully you enjoyed that.
My wife composes herself and we resume our walk to our vehicle to retrieve the gift and then make our way to meet our friends at the bar. When we arrive, a band is playing and our group has found an area with a couple of large couches. We settle in with them, order a drink and spend the next hour or so enjoying the music and conversation with our friends. The band takes a break and realizing it’s still a Sunday night and we do have to be up early the next morning, we decide to head home. We say our goodbyes and begin the walk back across the resort to the garage. The main atrium of the hotel is really quiet at this time of night and we take time to appreciate how peaceful it is. I ask her how the evening was, and she leans her head on my shoulder and says it was amazing and thanks me for her surprise earlier. I asked if that was close to her fantasy, and she says that was definitely part of it but certainly there was more. Intrigued I asked if she could tell me what else she thought about. She smiles at me and says how about I show you instead.
We head back to the same area of our earlier escapade at which point my wife lightly pushes me back against the same wall I had her against about 90 minutes ago. She reaches down to start massaging my manhood, which almost as if on que turns into a very stout erection. She unzips me, slides her hand in my pants than around the base of my erection and then tells me it’s her turn. She squats down and slowly starts gliding her tongue up and down my erection, coming back up to circle the head before taking me into her mouth. I knew I was incredibly turned on with our fun earlier and apparently, I am still at a high erotic level as the feel of her mouth on me, combined with being somewhat in public and watching her take me in her mouth has me fully turned on.
After a few minutes she stands up, pulls me away from the wall then leans back against the wall herself and tells me she needs me inside of her. She pulls her dress up, takes her thong off and hands it to me, then pulls me in for a deep, passionate kiss. I pull her leg up and then work to guide myself inside of her wetness. I easily slide into her and begin slowly moving in and out of her, one hand holding he leg up while my other hand is bracing myself against the wall. My wife moans with approval as I glide in and out of her, kissing me in-between deep breathes and her soft moaning. I deeply love when my wife talks about anything sexual, so sensing she is in a talkative mood I ask her to tell me what she is feeling. She takes about 30 seconds to talk, then tells me how erotic this is and how much she desperately needed to feel me inside of her.
Our impromptu love making session is picking up the intensity to a point where I notice my wife biting her lower lip. This is usually a sign for me of how turned on she is It is also a major turn on to me whenever she does this. I pull back from kissing her and ask in her fantasy where did she want me to cum? She stares intently into my eyes and tells me how much she wants to feel me release inside of her. At this point I am at my limits, and I pick up my pace and shortly release all my buildup and excitement for the night inside of her. My wife moans in response and then grips tightly onto my back telling me to keep cuming in her and she needs to feel me fil her up and drip out of her. We keep going for another minute, her taking what felt like an eternal release of my ecstasy inside of her until I physically can’t go any longer. As we regain our composure, my erection has fully retreated, I slide out of her. My wife frowns in disapproval, then kisses me again as we tell each other how much we love the other. My wife is now dripping with the result of our second quickie of the night, smiles and says at least we have a short walk to the car.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/qndvvh/favorite_quickies_part_1_mf_public