Hello, I am Fatma, I am 30 years old, my husband is 40 years old. When we go for a ride in the evening in our car, I don’t wear bra panties under my clothes. I really like it when my husband pulls up my skirt and plays with my pussy while we are walking around the city. We do this 3-4 evenings a week. He gets in our car at a late hour, walks through the streets of Eskisehir, and my husband sometimes puts out my breasts and caresses them, cars passing by us suddenly slow down and look at me. This makes us both excited and even more horny. Of course, when we got excited, we pulled the car into a deserted place, sometimes in the car, sometimes getting out of the car and fucking like crazy outside with my husband.
We were doing this to add a little excitement to our monotonous marriage and sex life. As with most marriages, our sex life had become monotonous over time. Later, my husband started bringing home sex movies. After watching those movies together, we were both fucking with more excitement. And then we discovered the sex stories on the ’Pussy Fucked Like a Slider’ site. After reading some of the stories, we realized that our fucks were much hotter. Over time, we started to create our own fantasies, and that’s how the car sex thing came about.
We even did something different once to fulfill a fantasy of my husband. One night I dressed up like a whore, in a mini skirt, a strappy T-shirt with a lot of cleavage, and put on excessive makeup. The gum in my mouth is ‘Cak, cak, cak!’ I started to wait for my husband at a bus stop on the Odunpazarı road, chewing smack smack. You can’t imagine how many cars stopped in front of me and wanted to throw me in the car until my husband came. “I’ll take you as far as you’re going, Ma’am!” , “What time are you going, baby?” , “Do you have a blowjob?” , “Do you also give from the ass?” , “Do you do it without tires?” , “There’s three of us, are you doing a band? not to mention questions like “. Of course, I don’t even answer any of them out of fear, excitement, and embarrassment. When I finally saw my husband’s car, I was so relieved that ask me how I got into the car at lightning speed. Of course, I don’t need to tell you that I fucked my husband like crazy that night!
One night when we went for a ride in our car again, my husband put his hand under my skirt and played with my panty-less pussy, he said to me, “My love, there is a young man who has just come Jul to Eskisehir, his name is Hasan, a very pure and clean young man. I met him today, had a lot of conversation. It’s a pity, I’m sorry about his situation, he’s never fucked a woman, he hasn’t even been to a brothel, he’s going to the military soon, he told me (Brother, are there any women you know, I’ll pay for the gas for the car, is it okay if we throw a woman in the car?) he asked, and I said (Okay, be patient, I’ll get you a bitch!) i said. What do you say, my love, shall we take this young man to the car?” said.
At first I was very opposed, “No, I wouldn’t want such a thing! I don’t fuck anyone but you, I’m not a bitch!I said. And my husband said, “Okay, love, don’t fuck! But let’s take it anyway, let him sit in the back of the car, and he’ll shoot 31 while we’re having sex!” said. Even though I opposed this offer, my husband took Hasan from the stall. Hasan got in the back of the car, I was sitting next to my husband in the front as usual. My husband drove the car towards the village of Yukarıçağlan. Because the weather was cold, the windows of the car were often steamed up. My husband stopped the car in a rural place. Then he unbuttoned my shirt, started stroking my braless breasts and sucking on the ends…
Hasan, who was in the back, was missing from the side, watching us and shooting 31. This situation excited me before I could help it. Then Hasan said, “Brother, can I stroke the breasts too?” said. Just as I was about to object, my husband said to me, “Let him stroke!” said. Hasan stretched his hands out from the sides of the seat and threw them on my breasts. He started stroking me so beautifully that my excitement peaked at that moment. It was the first time a man other than my husband had fondled my breasts. My husband, who saw me squirming with pleasure, said, “My love, put your hand behind your back, take Hasan’s cock in your hand!” said. So I took my hand behind my back and took Hasan’s cock in my hand, started shooting 31 at him. I couldn’t see in the dark, but from what I could touch, Hasan’s cock must have been quite big. The head of his cock was normal, like the head of my husband’s cock, but the body of his cock was thickening towards his balls. As I pulled 31 on his cock, Hasan was passing out. And my pussy was really watered down and I was going crazy with pleasure…
My husband said, “Okay, let go of Hasan’s dick!” when I said “I quit. My husband got out of the car, opened the back door, took Hasan down and brought him to the front door. He opened my door and lowered me down, made me crawl into the hood of the car. While I was waiting with my legs apart because my husband was going to fuck me, my husband made Hasan come up behind me. To be honest, even if a cock got into my pussy at that moment, it didn’t matter to me whose cock it was. But Hasan couldn’t even find the way to my pussy, let alone the hole of my pussy. I took my hand behind my back and placed Hasan’s cock in the mouth of my pussy and said, “Come on!I said. When Hasan loaded up and rooted my pussy, there was a deep groan from both of us. Hasan’s cock filled me so well that I was praying that it would never come out of me. When Hasan started fucking me, my husband was looking at us and shooting 31. And my pussy was flowing with both excitement and pleasure that I received…
Everything was perfect, I was fucking great, and I was disappointed when Hasan suddenly fell for me. Before two minutes, he was starting to cum inside me. She had so many sperm that she was endless, my pussy was completely filled with sperm. I was depressed about his premature ejaculation. But when he finished ejaculating, Hasan moved inside me again without removing his cock from my pussy. And this time he fucked me for more than half an hour, he made me orgasm 4 times in a row. Finally, Hasan made his second ejaculation on my pussy and withdrew behind me. We were both tired. When I asked my husband for a wet wipe to wipe the cum filling my pussy, he said, “Keep it in the wipe!” said. We packed up, got in the car, dropped Hasan off at the same bus stop, and from there we went home.
As soon as I entered the house, my husband took me by the hand and led me to our bedroom. Hasan’s semen was still full inside me. My husband undressed me and stretched me on the bed. He was taking the cum in my pussy with his hand and giving it to my breasts and mouth. It still felt warm and very sweet to eat the cum. Then my husband rooted his cock in my fertile pussy and started fucking. As my husband fucked, the cum inside me was literally floating on the sheet. That night, my husband and I fucked until the morning, resting, resting…
The next day, Hasan said to my husband, “The bitch’s pussy was very beautiful, brother, please let’s meet again!” she begged a lot, but my husband did not agree. Now when my husband fucks me, I always think of Hasan’s cock and I fuck like crazy with my husband!