Edge me, tell me how you’ll take me in my car, tease me. In my mind I can no longer hold back the desire to let go and have someone else take me. Another cock after so many years of faithfulness to one. So many nights edging and cumming to the thought of another cock entering me, unapologetically taking me.

The first time we met at the bar, I wore a one-piece jumper intentionally. I pick an outfit that is hard to get into in an appearance that I’m not dying to be taken right away, the first time we meet. Our conversation flows from one subject to the next. I already know I’ll let you have me.

We leave and I go to say goodbye, but you ask me to kiss you for a moment in your car. I agree, feeling half confident that my outfit choice will protect me from letting you enter me in any way even though I’m craving it. Parked on the street in front of a restaurant you open the door for me, and I climb in the back seat, you climb in behind me and shut the door.

My heart is racing. Will I go through with everything we have edged about? I let you kiss me; I throw my head back and expose my neck to you while you take a hand and hold my breast over my jumpsuit. Kissing my neck, you unbutton my shirt all the way to my belly button. Exposing my bra, you pull my breast closest to you out of it and start drinking my milk, groaning after your first gulp, sucking faster you run your hand down in between my thighs over my clothes and rub my pussy. My pussy throbbing, sucking my breast, you release my other breast from my bra then you reach down the front of my jumper inside and down between my thighs where you found me wet with no panties.

Such a duality in my choice of clothing, on one hand I wanted to ward you off but in the other, make it easy to enter me. Someone walks past the car on the sidewalk, and we quickly hug each other covering my breasts, acting just as if we are embracing. Glancing around for the clear, you slide a finger inside me, all while you suck my breasts, I hear the quickness of your breathing and small groans. You slide another finger, then a third. Hastily you pull my jumpsuit off my shoulders and drop it at my waste. Quickly I try to regain myself as I see people walk by.

I tell you I have to leave and pick my children up. “No, just give me five more minutes,” you tell me. I don’t want to leave; I need to get my children, and I also don’t want to get caught, I thought to myself. “Let me move the car, give me five minutes!”, you say. “Okay” I reply, my clothes at my waste and breasts sitting on top of my bra. You leave the car and quickly jump into the driver’s seat and move us to an empty parking lot behind a tall brick building. Speedily as to not squander my engagement you climb into the backseat again and start sucking my breasts while you pull the rest of my jumper passed my ass pulling one leg out and spread my legs.

Fully exposed to you, one of your fingers slide into me while you fondle and suckle at my breast, my head thrown back in pleasure. Another finger slides in, then a third, then a fourth. I whine as you ease into me deeper and deeper, then you slip in your thumb as your hand reaches further onto your palm. I wince in pain and moan in pleasure. Your hand slides into your wrist while I cry aloud, head still thrown back, breast in your mouth. “Look down, my hand is inside you.” You say to me. I look, I’m overwhelmed with fullness, inside me and in my mind.

Thoughts flash of online play only fantasizing of this moment. I moan as you push into me repeatedly. With one hand free you unzip your jeans and pull out your throbbing hard thick cock, I’m surprised by its size. “Can I put it inside you?” You ask me, your voice breathy. “No, not yet.” I want you so badly, but I worry, disease, pregnancy, get caught? “Stroke me then?” You ask as you put it closer to my pussy as you slide your hand gently in and out of me. I put my hand on your cock and stroke you right next to your hand inside me. With your moans you let go and cum all over your hand and my pussy. I grunt as you pull your hand all the way out.

You slump yourself next to me in the seat and we breathe heavily. We sigh and we laugh. “You just totally ravished me; how am I supposed to drive home and see my family!” I say laughing. “Oh boy” you say breathless from the intensity of what just happened. “Now I really have to go, I’m so late.” I say. “Me too.” You respond. We say our goodbyes. As I walk to my car I’m trembling, feeling like I was just spun around in circles. I drove home and all I could do was replay what just happened over and over again. I couldn’t wait to tell you how bad I want you.

I want you inside me. When can I see you again? I was able to resist your cock this time, but next time there will be no reserve.

Part 2 ” The Next Day”