[FF] I ate out a married mother in the backseat of her minivan, then she spanked me for getting with a married woman.

We met on Facebook. I messaged her first. She showed interested in the LGBT community, had questions. Posted on a burner account in an LGBT Facebook group I’m in, local to my county. I’m bi, I consider myself in the community obviously, I messaged her.

We hit it off. We talked a lot. This was in December, and she’d vent to me about holiday time stresses. We started doing little video calls at night, late at night. She’d be in the basement, and we’d talk and joke. We exchanged numbers. We started flirting.

It got more dirty. Pictures were exchanged. Fantasies were exchanged. Very dirty things were exchanged.

Yesterday I met her at the park in the afternoon. Her kids were in school, husband at work. She’s stay at home. We sat at one of the picnic tables, chatted. It was getting cold. We got into her car. We planned to go to a coffee shop, but her hands started wandering over me. I welcomed it. Guided them.

We went to the back seat. I took her jeans off, had her lay back against the door, and I ate her out. She gripped my hair and moaned so loud. She was so good, tasted so good. Her thighs clenched around my head. It was so hot. She came, held my head there. I couldn’t breathe, but I was ok with that.

Eventually she let off. I came up for breath. My face was covered in her juices. I got up to her and kissed her. She kissed back. Then she broke it, pushed me back. She was smiling. She said, “you’re so fucking naughty, I love it.”

I said, “oh yeah?”

“Yeah. Eating out a married mother in a parking lot. So dirty. So naughty.”

I was probably red hot with blushing. My face covered in her.

She moved to the middle of the seat, took me and laid me over her lap. She took off my sweat pants. She’s a lot stronger than me, she had me over her leg like a rag doll. I didn’t fight it at all, I was excited.

She started spanking me, calling me all sorts of things. I was yelping and moaning. That just made her degrade me further. It felt so so good, not just physically but mentally too. It was weird, but a good weird.

She finished that. My ass was red and sore. She massaged it, then pulled my pants back up, sat me back up. She cleaned me up, kissed my cheek. Thanked me. Then we parted ways.

We’re still chatting today. That wasn’t the end of our relationship. She really enjoyed it. Will we do it again? I don’t know. But we’re still talking, and that’s all I need.

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