“I’m in your area. Want a lunchtime blowjob?” [MF]

Experiences that leave an indelible mark for life almost always come by unexpectedly. So did this one.

I was grumpy. It was already the middle of a Monday and I was massively behind work as one meeting after another nibbled at my hours, as well as my patience.

The message came from a female Redditor who had picked my cheeky response from (what she tells me) a hundred responses to her ad the previous week. Our inaugural meeting was a lot of fun, but rather rushed, and culminated in me receiving a wet, sloppy blowjob in the backseat of her 4WD car.

“Of course I want that blowjob! Is this a trick question? Where are you?”

“Returning some things at Ikea, can meet you in 20”

“Great! I’ll meet you in the parking lot!”

It came as no surprise that she chose to park her car merely 50 feet from the main entrance. This redditor find public sex thrilling, and I’ve come around to the thrill too! There was little time, and even lesser of a point, to find some place more secluded.

I find and knock on the driver’s window of her parked car and she greeted me with a delighted smile. She jumped out and wraps her shapely arms tightly around my neck, while I do the same with her thin waist and pull her in for a kiss. There are sparks instantly – both of us are aggressive kissers, and our lips only underscore the urgency our body is conveying.

She was wearing a red dress, wrapped tightly around her waist. Massive cleavage on display. I had asked her to not wear panties and grabbed her buttcheek to quickly check. Yep, no panties.

I hop into the back seat, she joins me a second later and wants me to unzip my jeans.

“No. Today is all about you! I want to make us even after our last meeting”.

“But I wanted to give you a blowjob”

“Again, today is all about you!”

Without more protest, she sits in the backseat while I kneel right in front of her. I lift her dress up and my mouth goes straight for her already wet, already warm pussy. She clean-shaved it, as I had asked her to earlier. In a short amount of time, my beard is glistening with a mix of her pussy juices and my spit.

I’m in heaven, both when it comes to buying Swedish furniture, as well as just inhaling, ingesting, consuming a woman’s essence. At some point, my fingers filled her pussy as I sucked on her clit. At another, I’m beckoning her G-spot to come be mine. I see her cute little asshole getting sad, so I decide to open dialog with him, using my tongue as emissary. That inaugural meeting went rather well. Meanwhile, she was moaning (she’s loud!), thrashing around a little, both her legs touching the car ceiling. Man, she’s in good shape, I think to myself!!

I come up for air.

*SLAP*

Fuck that’s hot. Also my face is getting hot and ears are ringing

“Is that the best you can do?” I ask her

*SLAP*…*SLAP*

Fuck – so hot! We knew we both hate “gentle”, so while this was not unexpected, it was a surprise.

Enraged, excited, I pull her red dress down to reveal two gorgeous DDs. I remembered she’s still lactating, so I went straight for the nipple and gave it a not-so-gentle bite. She whimpered. I plunged two fingers back into her wet pussy and continue stroking her G-spot, while sucking on the left nipple and using my left hand to press her right boob. So much milk everywhere. In my mouth. Squirted over her dress. My face, hair, beard.

Once or twice I looked up to see if someone was watching us. We were in a busy spot of the parking lot. And her legs were both pointing to the sky, for cryin out loud!

I spent a LONG time emptying her breasts while finger-fucking her pussy. It was intoxicating to be drinking her sweet milk. Every now and then I’d take a not-so-gentle bite of the boob I was sucking as payback for the slaps. I couldn’t tell if her moans indicated pain, or pleasure. I didn’t care.

After a while, she came. The decibels were through the roof. *I hope no one is around.*

Panting, I sat up next to her. “Now take your jeans off. You’ve had my protein. I want yours”

Can’t argue with that logic – so I did. She went down on me right away. Bobbing her head up and down energetically, using her spit as a pornstar would to make it extra sloppy. The odds against me lasting very long were slim. I just held her head and welcomed the inevitable. Some of it went straight into her mouth, some splatted on my body, some on her dress. My eyeballs rolled to the back of my head.

“Thank you for exchanging proteins today. We should do this more often” she said, laughing.

Still speechless at what we had pulled off – I barely mustered “glad no one saw us!”.

“Oh, two ladies totally saw us and drove off elsewhere. I just didn’t want to tell you and break your rhythm. Now go back to your work.”

With that, both of us were gone. Ikea, for me, will never be the same place again.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bnza1y/im_in_your_area_want_a_lunchtime_blowjob_mf