I Was Used in Public Parking Lot – Experience of Shy and Submissive Hotwife [MF]

My husband and I have been exploring the lifestyle for about nine months. I do love being shared, but by nature, I am a more shy and submissive woman. Always happy and bubbly, but timid nonetheless.

So this story starts this past summer. I had been talking to a man who was an experienced Dom. Our kinks just seemed to align perfectly. We decided to meet for coffee to see if there was a connection. I can’t explain how aroused and wet I was the entire time we had coffee. He was polite, handsome and put together. He spoke with authority… a genuine interest, asked me questions and made sure I was comfortable. As soon as I left coffee, I got into my car, spread my legs and immediately started to play with myself. I was so wet the inner thighs of my pants were damp. He very obviously made an impression.

We decided to meet the next day. He asked me if I would bring him a coffee to his office. It took me hours to get ready. I wasn’t sure what would happen, but I didn’t want to disappoint him. I put on a black lacy bodysuit, tight black pants and a light beige sheer top.

On the way to his office, he sent me a text: “Your safe word is ‘pineapples,’ practice it. I need you to know I will not stop unless I hear it. Is that understood?” I responded with a “yes,” but in my head, I was like, “omgggggggggg yes!”

When I arrived, he came out of his office in a black suit and green tie and walked with such confidence I was intimidated.

He slid into the passenger seat of my car, looked at me and said, “look at you; you look fucking amazing.” He ignored the coffee sitting in the cup holders between us and leaned over the centre console. His mouth was inches away from mine when he moved his hand to the side of the chair, unbuckled my seatbelt and told me to recline my seat. I playfully refused and made a silly joke to test him. Before I could finish talking, he had a hand around my throat while saying, “I knew you were going to be difficult, you little whore”. I felt my seat reclining and his breath on my lips while his grip tightened around my throat. He smelled like expensive cologne and pure dominance. It was so intoxicating; whatever bratty fight I had in me was fading quickly.

His hand slid between my legs, and I instinctively pushed it away. Maybe it was instinct, or I just wanted him to be rougher. He grabbed the crotch of my pants and ripped them open in one movement. It destroyed the black lace cloth covering my bare waxed pussy and left me completely exposed and at his mercy. This man who I didn’t know. Not my husband… and who wanted to use me like the little slut I wanted to be used liked. He took his finger and slid it up and down the slit of my pussy. I could hear how wet I was. He chuckled and said, “such a good girl” I melted.

I took one finger and inserted it into me, “you tight little whore” he excitedly said, “do you want Daddy to stretch you? Let me hear it. I want to hear you beg me to stretch your little pussy”. I sunk into my seat; I could feel his finger moving in and out of me, and it felt so amazing. I whimpered. “I want you to stretch me,” I whispered. “Louder, my little slut!” he excitedly growled into my ear. I could barely get out the words when I felt another finger fill me. He had two inside of me, a stranger in a crowded parking lot and a man who wasn’t my husband.

I instantly came. I could feel my body shaking, my legs feeling heavy, and my entire body began to shake and warm with ecstasy. I could feel his fingers curling up against my g-spot while his other hand grabbed my face and turned it towards him. “Cum for me, cum for Daddy,” he said as my whole body shook. I just gave in to the orgasm; it seemed to last for minutes. He took his fingers out of me and put them in his mouth. “Fuck, you taste good,” he said before taking those fingers and putting them in my mouth, making me gag on them. I lay there, completely satisfied, feeling vulnerable and so dirty. Someone had walked by my car, and it dawned on me that we were still in a public parking lot. I had been so engulfed in him and his fingers I had forgotten we were in public. A stranger was using me in public. I looked at him wide-eyed and said, “thank you.” He smirked at me and said, “I’m not even close to being done with you yet, Princess. As he roughly took his hands and spread my legs apart…

Should I post the rest of the story!? 😈🙈😈

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zo8367/i_was_used_in_public_parking_lot_experience_of