Story time. So yesterday, Lucas and I were driving back home from a weekend away and suddenly felt the urge to fuck, as it happens… well, pretty often, right? I was wearing that summer dress he loves and this ridiculous thong he adores, so obviously I was setting myself for trouble. Anyway. It took us about 20min to find an empty, isolated road where to park so we could get to our kinky business. Now we’ve had sex outdoor before, we’ve had sex in this car tons and tons of time before so we weren’t looking for a “ thrill “ or anything, that was just us, a lustful, healthy couple craving each other in the middle of the day.
We parked in the middle of nowhere, right by a field where we both thought no one had drove by since the early 1800′s. We ended up in the backseat, fooled around for a while, teased each other briefly because there was no point by then as we were more than ready, and I simply sat on his dick. Pointless information but I know you guys love it: we decided to go straight for anal because he was feeling like fucking me in the ass here and then and I wasn’t the one to complain. Anyway. We went at it for a while, slowly, then pretty roughly, windows wide open because hey, we were IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE after all, why should we be quiet? maybe the birds enjoyed the show !
Then a guy walked by. We quietly laughed it off and tried to look casual although I was literally dress up, sitting on my man’s lap, facing the road… Pretty hard to pretend we were doing anything innocent, but we didn’t have anything to hide. We just stopped for common decency and waited for the man to keep on walking.
He didn’t.
Seconds later, he’s knocking on the roof and looking inside the car like he’s been invited to the show. I honestly thought “great, found ourselves a perv” but he wasn’t there to catch himself a glimpse of my tits. Nope. Instead he simply said “ does your husband know you’re here?” and I was so shoked I almost slipped off my boyfriend’s dick (…!) - this guy I didn’t even know just assumed I was there cheating on my supposed husband with a guy, in a car, in the middle of a field. I really wanted to laugh it off, but then I started thinking about how completely rude and disgusting he was being to me, a complete stranger.
Luckily, Lucas spoke first and said “ I’m her husband, thank you very much and have a nice day” - and I thanked god for him because I was really that close to snap at a complete stranger. Unfortunately, the guy didn’t stop.
“Why can’t you just do this at home then? back in my days, I didn’t need to drag my wife into the car to satisfy her”
Why can’t you just do this at home, he asked. Funny question that is.
So this time I couldn’t just shut up anymore and I decided to speak up.
“Because we love each other, because sometimes we just can’t wait to be home, which is something you’d experience if you were really passionate or even felt passionate once in your life. I feel sorry for your wife now, because she’s never been “dragged” outside the bedroom, because she never felt the thrill of making love in a risky place, the butterflies in her stomach when you really need to have your lover anywhere, at the most random time of the day. I’m not here cheating in a car because I need to spice up my sex life, I’m just incredibly in love with this man right here and I crave him every single second of the day. So if you could please just leave us alone now so he can give me a great orgasm, that’d be nice. Greetings to your wife, sir”
He gave us an unimpressed look and left.
Sometimes you just can’t change people’s beliefs, only move on with your life.
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