Chapter 2
An hour later, in the car, they were finally alone enough for Bob to bring up the subject of what had happened in the restaurant. But before he could get the words out of his mouth, Pamela lifted her skirt.
"Oh, dear," she said. "I completely forgot to put on my panties when I was getting dressed!
Just look!"
Framed below her garter belt and above her stocking tops was the blonde fuzz of her uncovered cunt. A streetlight, shining through the car's front window, illuminated Pam's crotch.
"No wonder I was so horny!" she whimpered, reaching down to touch herself.
Bob gulped, watching her fingers come to rest on the soft-furred bun of her pussy. She stared frankly at him as she rubbed her labia, and even in the indirect light, he could see the sheen of dampness on her cunt, especially when she peeled back her cuntlips and exposed the shiny pink interior of her cunt.
"Do you want to touch me?" she asked. "It's the least you could do, after I was so nice to you during dinner!"
He didn't have to be asked twice. He reached down and stroked her fuzzy cunt, opening the cuntlips for himself, slipping a finger in to test the liquid heat of her arousal.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned, leaning back on the front seat as he caressed her stiffened clit. It was hotter than he could ever remember it being, and it was standing at attention already.
He plied the rubbery button, and she sighed her pleasure. Her legs flexed against his hand, trapping him in the heated sweetness of her pussy area.
"I love it when you tickle my pussy!" she gasped, moving her cunt against his finger and hand. Wetness was leaking from her. His finger eased into the primed, juicy snugness of her fuck-hole, and he felt her cunt begin to contract and ripple along his probing finger's length.
He pushed deeper, and the heat of her cunt almost astonished him. She was rocking on the front seat, milking his finger with her hot wet cunt.
"Let's fuck!" she whispered, guiding his hand. With her other hand she reached for his crotch. His prick was rigid inside his pants. She stroked the outline, using her fingertip to tickle him provocatively.
"I mean it," she said. "Let's fuck! Right here! In the car! In the Roman Room parking lot!"
He'd almost forgotten where they were. He could hear footsteps and voices of people walking past the car. The moon was full, and they were parked in the glow of a streetlamp. He thought surely a cop would come along and bust them for public indecency.
But his finger was stuffed up her rippling pussy, and her oozy juices were flowing out of her like piss onto his hand.
He could smell the funky aroma of her cunt. His nostrils twitched, and his cock got even harder where she was stroking it inside his pants.
He worked his finger in and out of her pussy, and she moaned, reaching with both hands for his zipper.
"I wanna fuck," she said hoarsely, erotically, licking her lips as she stared into his face. "I wanna get fucked right here in the car, right here in the goddamned parking lot!"
Then she had his cock out, and it was sticking up as big as a fencepost. Her slim fingers encircled the bare projection of his prick, stroking the outer flesh up and down. He was thrusting into her hand, and her pussy was going crazy around his finger.
"This is so fucking insane," he said. "We can't do this. Why are you acting this way tonight, Pam?"
"I've been nice all my life!" she whispered, leaning close to kiss him. He was sure he could sense the presence of his cum on her tongue, left over from the blowjob inside the restaurant.
She looked at him with a lustful glitter in her sparkling eyes. "I think it would be fun to be nasty for a while. Admit it-you went wild when I sucked you off, didn't you? Have you ever gotten a hotter blowjob than that in your whole life?" Bob shook his head.
"It was hot," he said. "And so goddamn fantastically sexy, too!"
"Let's do something else that's totally crazy and spontaneous and naughty, Bobby!" she whispered, stroking his cock heatedly with both of her small, warm, nimble-fingered hands. His own fingers moved in and out of her ripe, slick cunt.
"Mmmm, your cock is so big and hard and excited, and you can tell how hot my pussy is! C'mon and fuck me, baby! Fuuuuuuuck me!" she moaned, her voice rising almost to a wail.
It was too late to turn back. He just hoped there were no cops around. His cock ached and strained to bury itself in her sweet wet cunt.
Pam rose from the seat, and Bob slid onto it, while she held her dress up. He moved into position and she came down atop him, her wet hot pussy poking the tip of his swollen, excited cock. He could feel her cuntlips snapping at the end of his cock. It made him want to fuck her in the worst way.
"Oh, yes," she said, sliding her cunt back and forth across the end of his prick. "But I don't want you to tease me with it-I want you to fuck me with it!"
He thrust upward, and his cock-knob parted the gash of her cunt. She was as loose as butter inside, and he fucked into her hole as she thrust herself down upon him. "Oh, fuck!" Pam gasped. "That's ittttt!"
He filled his hands with her tits, opening the front of her dress to get at them. Under the dress she was wearing a silk camisole. No bra. Just the little pink nothing of silk and lace between Bob and her sweet firm tits with their big, pink nipples.
Her nipples were hot and rigid through the thin silk. He pulled the top down and pawed lustfully at her heaving tits, his fingers squeezing insistently at the nipples. He could feel the sweat oozing from the pores of her skin, making her almost too slippery to hang onto.
Her cunt was just as wet, but the more he fucked into her, the tighter she got, and the more pleasure his cock felt, screwing up into her hot excited pussy.
She was sitting on his lap now, bouncing up and down as he filled and refilled her throbbing pussy with his prick. The car rocked and bounced.
No one walking by could have missed out on what was going on inside the automobile, but it was far too late to worry or care. Pam moaned as she received his fucking, and Bob Parker was doing some moaning of his own. He'd never felt her so hot, so tight, so wet, so desperate for his cock.
Bob had thought the need to squirt his cum down her throat an hour before had been the craziest, wildest desire he'd ever experienced, but the sensation of fucking her in the car made even the restaurant suck-off seem like child's play. Their sex life had been slowly going to the dogs the past several months, but it had never been as hot as it was right now. He didn't know the reason, but he was satisfied with the results.
Pam moved her pussy up and down, milking his cock lustily. Bob squeezed her tits.
"Pam, honey, I can't last much longer!"
"I'm gonna come too," she said. "Oh, Bobby, baby, you're fucking the come right out of me!"
She popped just before he did. Her pussy clamped on him, almost breaking his cock in half, but somehow he found the strength to shove it up her a few more times, enough to make her climax go from exciting to fantastic. Her body vibrated, and her pussy was like a mad sucking mouth around his cock.
"Yes!" she gasped. "Oh, yesssss!"
He thrust in one more time, and then his cock exploded, spilling cum thickly into her cunt.
He howled like a coyote as his prick unloaded, and it was hard to believe that he had filled her mouth with his jism no more than an hour before. He blasted what felt like a gallon of hot sticky cum up his wife's pussy, and the stuff ran back out of her cunt to soak his still-thrusting cock as he continued to pound his way up her pussy.
"I mean it," Pam said later, at home in bed.
She was all over him again, her lithe naked body rubbing his, her pussy-hair tickling his prick.
At twenty-seven, Pam was five-six in her bare feet, slim in all the right places, and curvy in all the right places. Her tits weren't big, but they were high and firm.
Bob's fingers stroked back and forth over her nipples. He had his thigh between her long smooth legs, and she worked the hot box of her pussy up and down, back and forth, along his hairy flesh. He could feel the wetness oozing out of her cunt, soaking his skin, and the feel and the smell of her pussyjuice was driving him crazy.
She was working her face through the hairs on his chest, biting at his nipples, driving him wild when she used her teeth and tongue on him there. She licked his armpit while her hand stroked up and down on the shaft of his cock, and he strained and moaned softly in her luscious embrace.
He had suddenly remembered what the magic of marriage was really all about, and he was dying to get his cock back into Pam's ripe tight cunt.
She lay back, sighing, her hand continuing to work his cock. It made him think of the blowjob she'd given him under the table at the restaurant, and he closed his eyes a moment, reliving the sweet, sexy thrill of squirting hot cum into Pam's mouth in the middle of a public restaurant.
Pam's voice brought him back to the present.
"I want to do exciting things! I want to have adventures! Do you know what I'm talking about? We've been married for three years, Bobby! We're in a rut! Haven't you felt that, too?"
He was almost too embarrassed to look at her. He just shook his head.
"I guess so, sort of," he said, cupping her tits and pulling the pink nipples until they stretched out long and stiff between his fingertips.
"While I was sitting with you at the restaurant," Pamela said, "it occurred to me that the most outrageous thing I could imagine was for me to start playing with your cock. And then I wondered if I could actually go down on you in the middle of the restaurant. And I did! That was an adventure! You know how much it turned me on! I showed you in the car, didn't I?"
"You sure did," Bob said, leaning down to kiss the big pink circles of her nipples. They began to pulsate and quiver against the brush of his lips, the caress of his tongue.
She cupped her tits, offering them to him. His mouth opened wider, and he sucked down over the cap of one lush soft tit, his teeth gnawing gently, provocatively, at her delicate flesh. He heard her sigh, felt her hot body squirm and slither against his.
Her fist encircled his cock. There was no question it was getting stiff again. He tried to remember the last time they had fucked three times in the same day.
"I'm serious," she said. "This has been so exciting I want to do it again. But it's your turn, now, Bobby. You have to come up with something nasty and hot and outrageous. C'mon, baby, create an adventure for me, like I did for you."
"What kind of adventure?" he asked, raising his head from her drool-drenched nipples.
"Surprise me," she said in a silky-voiced whisper, pulling the engorged, cum-bloated tip of his cock to the wet, ready slice of her tight pink pussy.
She tickled her cunt with his cock-knob, then opened herself and let his cockhead kiss the peak of her hard clit.
"So big and so excited!" she whispered, tickling her cunt with his throbbing prick. "Does it want to fuck me again, baby?"
"You know it does!" Bob gasped, thrusting in his eagerness to bury his cock up her cunt.
"He wants it!" She giggled. "Mmmm, does he ever want it! But I don't think I'm gonna let him have it, baby!"
She rubbed her cunt with his prick again, getting him wet in the moisture that was oozing from the pink gash of her pussy.
She spread her pussylips and the tip of his cock eased into her, but only for a half-inch or so, not even enough to swamp the bloated head of Bob's cock within the gates of her ripe juicy wetness.
"But first I need a promise!" Pamela whispered, dancing her pussy invitingly all over the tip of Bob's prick.
"What kind of promise?" Bob asked, moaning as his need to fuck her grew more and more inescapable. He'd have promised anything to get his cock up Pam's sopping, funky cunt. His balls ached with the lust he felt for her delicious body.
"Ooooohhhh!" Pam moaned. "I know you can come up with something that will make me feel even hotter than I do right now, and I can hardly wait to see what it is! Let's live our fantasies, darling! Promise?"
"I promise!" Bob whispered, "I fucking promise!"
He pushed, and his cock entered her pussy. Pam gave a whining moan of acceptance as he fucked into her cunt. He hit bottom in her hot wet cunt, and she writhed under him like an insect pinned to cardboard.
Her knees lifted, her legs enfolded him, and she urged him deeper still into her eager pussy. Bob looked down at her gorgeous, sex-hungry face. "Okay, I promise! I'll give you an adventure-of some kind--"
"It's gotta be hot and wild," Pam said, her legs twining around his body as her slick cunt milked up and down the throbbing, driving shaft of his cock. He fucked his cock into her cunt, and she ate every inch of his prick with a cunt that felt as if it had not been fucked in years. "Oh, just as hot and wild as your cock inside me right now! Only something different, something crazy and sexy--"
"You'll get it, you horny cunt!" Bob gasped, pushing his cock all the way to the bottom of her pussy.
His nuts felt the size of footballs, clogged up with yet another load of hot squirting cum. He had no idea what kind of adventure he would give her, but if that was what she wanted, that was what she'd get.
"Now!" she moaned. "Oh, now, Bobby, fuck me hard, fuck me deep! I'm gonna come all over that big hard cock of yours!"
"Makes-two-of-us!" Bob groaned, and his jism exploded into her pussy. He had no idea what kind of turn their lives were about to take, but as his cum gushed down Pamela's sucking hole of a cunt, he didn't care much anyway.