******* A Stranger In A Car While Bf Watched

I had just gotten back together with a bad boyfriend I had. He had been cheating on me with everyone he could, and rejecting me sexually, and stealing from me, and lying, and treating me badly and etc. I took him back because I was dumb, and because I only knew that he had ****** one chick a bunch of times, secretly, "tried" to cheat with some others but he said he didn't go through with it, and at that time I didn't know about all the other stuff. I found out later, and left him.

I thought if we had more sexual adventures he might be happier, so when he suggested meeting a guy, I said sure. Much later I found out my BF was bi, but he kept that a secret. He really wanted to be the one ******* the stranger, which explained a lot, but anyway, here's what happened:

He suggested we meet someone on craigslist, just so he could watch me mess around with the guy and we could just let the stranger kiss me a little and feel my ****, I agreed. I was scared and wanted his love so bad that I really didn't want to **** anyone but him, but he seemed to want this and I wanted to please him, so I said yes.

A guy answered our ad, well a lot of guys did, but this guy had some big SUV and was willing to drive over to our area, and he sounded ok. I was nervous as hell as we walked a few blocks from my place and waited for him outside a store. I was gripping my BF's hand hard and wishing we were at home, ******* each other and wishing I didn't feel like I had to do this to keep his interest.

The guy pulled up in his big, black SUV and I climbed into the 3rd row of seats and looked out the window while my BF sat in the 2nd row of seats and talked to the guy.. I didn't pay attention as they talked about where we should go, and exchanged names and talked about sports or whatever.

Finally, the guy parked in a dark area of warehouses and light industrial. He opened the side door and had my BF get out so he could turn the two captain's chairs that made up the 2nd row of seats. Now they were facing the bench seat where I sat. He sat in the captain's chair in front of me, so our knees were touching, and my BF sat next to me, but as far away as he could.

The guy offered us some whiskey from a bottle in a paper bag, and I took 4 big swigs and passed it on. He looked at my big **** and said how much he likes big ****. "You're a lucky guy," he told my BF. "Can I touch her?"

We had discussed that there would be no *******, and I thought my BF would tell him that now so we'd all be on the same page, but instead he just said, "Of course." He unzipped his zipper and started playing with his **** as the guy reached over and started rubbing my breasts, obviously excited and breathing heavy.

My nipples are really sensitive and when they're touched it's like an electrical charge goes right down to my ****. I pulled the top of my stretcy tank down, exposing my bra, and then pulled my huge, saggy **** out of my bra. He breathed in hard and bent to suck a nipple, while twisting and flicking the other nipple.

Against my will, I was turned on and I had to moan. Without thinking, I spread my legs open. The guy sat back and only then did I remember I had thigh high stockings on under my skirt, but no panties. He saw my ***** and reached in with his hand, a finger landing on my ****, and two inside of me. I gasped and tried to close my legs but couldn't with his arm in the way.

This was going fast and I wanted to slow it down, I looked to my BF, but he just handed me the whiskey and said it looked hot, in a bored sort of way and played with his limpish **** some more.

I couldn't stand that he wasn't either turned on or jealous, so I pushed the guy's hand away and got down on my knees, and told him to get his **** out. He was already hard as wood and I grabbed his **** at the base and started licking up and down the shaft, always stopping before I got to the head. As soon as his shaft was coated in spit, and my mouth was nice and wet, I took his whole **** in my mouth, all the way, choking a bit as it went into my throat. He almost cried and I felt him arch his back and push further in my throat.

I got my *** in the air, up on the seat, and my skirt rode up so I was totally exposed. I hoped my BF would join in somehow, but nothing happened on that end. I decided to just go for it.

I stopped sucking the guy's **** after a few minutes and sat back in my seat. I put my feet, in Doc Martens boots, up on the seat with my legs spread wide as they could go, knees bent, so my *****, wet and messy, was wide open. I didn't have any interest in ******* this guy but since my BF had no interest in me, I was going to do it.

"Can I **** her," the guy asked my BF, already moving towards me.

"Go for it man," said my BF, as bored as if he was offering him another burger off the barbecue or something.

"**** me," I said. And he dove right in and started ******* me fast and furious.

He was grabbing on my **** and sucking them and moaning and reaching down to play with my **** while he ****** me. I shooed away his hand and spread my lips with one hand, and diddled my **** with the other, faster and faster until I started *******. "I'm *******. I'm ******* so hard," I said, my ***** grabbing his **** as he ****** me, pulsing and twitchng and spasming like crazy, my chest and face flushing, and finally I was really getting into it. I peeked through my closed eyelids at my BF, and finally he looked kind of interested. His **** was finally hard, and he was pulling at it with a little energy, his eyes glued to the guy's **** as it pistoned in and out of my ****.

The guy was gritting his teeth and grunting, as my ****** just kept unfolding and my hips bucked up and down ridiculously on the seat. I wanted to *** and *** and not stop.

Then suddenly, the guy was pulling out and he came on my stomach. I gasped, "No," and felt immediate irritation because it interrupted a good ******. I kept fingering my **** and shoved three fingers up myself, so I could keep going. The guy sat back, panting, and watched me making myself *** (I can go on and on). He looked like he wanted to crawl inside me, or eat me, or put frosting on me and roll around on me. He was so into watching my ***** throb. He looked at my face, practically in tears, and I locked eyes with him.

As we stared straight into each others' eyes, I opened my mouth and made a lot of primitve noises and finished my massive ******. I took out my slick fingers, wiping them on my shirt.

I tucked my **** back in my bra and pulled up my tank. "We should get going," I said, and pulled down my skirt. After he dropped us off, as we walked home, I felt distant from my BF, sort of disgusted with him.

That wasn't the last time we saw that guy.



sharinall sharinall
41-45, F
5 Responses Sep 11, 2012

Oh too bad your bf was a bad man towards you. Such an experience should be a hot one between the 3 of you.

very nice storie hun very sexxy plz add me!

We or you...saw him? Sounds like the ex was to needed after that intense encounter ... You should have let that stranger **** your mouth and throat and then your *** too.

Thanks for the kind words!

I was certainly interested!.....not like your BF. I'd love to make love to those huge **** of yours.