Home on the 4th of July by Defluer

“Fucking heaven!” As I found myself IN MRS. KIME! IN HER! FUCKING FUCKETY FUCK! I WAS IN MRS. KIME!

“Wait!” Shaking her head, hands pressing on my chest. “That fat… Fat dick is… I need a second, it’s SO BIG!”

Her second was not what I thought. She put her hood in serious danger as she didn’t just wiggle up off my cock but then all the way around as well. I guess her car wasn’t in THAT good of shape but it had still made me cringe, until I noticed what she was doing. Now laying down on the metal with her mouth where her pussy had been. A wide open and awaiting mouth that I shifted forward and put myself in. The minx had flipped the dress back up as she crawled around on her hood, so nobody missed it as she mashed down at the taste of herself on me. Her hot ass flexing as she started humping her car! Holding me by the base she bobbed her head for a few seconds before licking my dick like it was candy.

“Mmm, nice… fat… cock… covered… in ME!” She said tongue working up my shaft between her words.

“Fucking slut!” Mr. Slime no doubt damning his relationship when he added. “If you would have done shit like that to me I would have never let you go.”

“If you wouldn’t have been a piece of shit to me all the time, I would have been glad to do this to you.” She called back, voice trembling but angry and hurt enough not to keep it inside. “Stay! Stay and watch what a slut I can be.” The beautiful and upset teacher rose up to spit down my length, staring me in the eyes, then rising back up to the hood. “Stay while he fucks me. I dare you!”

“Bitch! Slut!” He called from his now silenced truck, you could really hear the tremble of pain, he deserved it.

“Law… This is the best!” I don’t know if she was saying that about my dick as I was quickly back inside her thanks to her spit lube, or what we were doing to her husband.

I grabbed the one leg again, holding it up to my chest, the heel at my shoulder. She wrapped the other around my thigh that heel dug into muscle as she helped me fuck her. I didn’t go right into it as I worried about her reaction, but we quickly built up speed. The hot auburn haired MILF reached up to grab the rim of her hood up near the windscreen, which really made her tits bounce as I thrust into her. Those delicious bubble gum nipples pointing to the sky. Hairy dark pubes meeting mine as I slid all the way in there, giving her a few moments of deep dick before drawing back out.

“I… Think I chose this one because of her looks?” Mr. Slime said, out of his blue and white beast of a truck and stomping around. He was angry but I wasn’t worried for a second that he was coming over, in fact I almost laughed because I had forgotten he was so short. I mean he wasn’t SHORT but next to that jacked up car and being four or five inches under my 6′ 4″ he did look short. Out of the truck penetration view of his wife didn’t do him any favors, he staggered back against the front fender as I gave his former love my fat cock. He rasped, “Think I… I only wanted the dirty sex that you weren’t giving me?”

“What? What are you doing?” His girlfriend asked him when he opened her door, reached in and undid her belt. (I swear in my head he had to jump up and down a dozen times to reach it.)

“Get out here.” While he did pull at her shirt and pants she did slide out of the truck on her own, there was something… i couldn’t believe it but… I think she wanted a reason to get closer and watch.

“Oh my god! That young guy is really giving it to her.” I didn’t know if he gave her a shove or she just stumbled, either way she went against the fender of Mrs. Kime’s small car, which meant she was basically in arm’s reach.

She was a plain sort of woman, not bad looking but fucking miles and leagues behind Mrs. Kime. Long brown hair and… She looked like she had stepped out of a Western movie, trading in her bonnet and dress for jeans and a blouse. Either no make-up or very simple tastes in it. The blouse showed she didn’t have much of a rack, like at all. The jeans were tight and while she was skinny there wasn’t an hourglass shape there. I thought she could still do better than Mr. Kime, but I also saw why she might be taken in by him. He was a good looking guy but clearly if he had been charming at first, he wasn’t anymore.

“I’m really going to give it to you! To show them!”

“N… I can’t! Not in front of her! HIM!” She wrapped arms around her body, shook her head.

“You fucking sucked me off the second I told you Marianne and I were splitting up! Now you’re gonna fuck me.” Trying to undo her jeans but she shook her head bent over the hood, I thought Mrs. Kime would throw an elbow at her, but she just shifted away, not wanting to touch the ‘other woman’.

“I can’t! Please! He’s so hot and… Look at her big breasts! Oh god they’re huge and perfect! And… And… Oh god I can’t compare! I can’t have him see me while he’s seeing her!” Lifting her legs up off the ground so she was dead weight on the hood. She was worried what I thought? Not Mr. Slime?

“You should be worried what I think!” He picked up on it too, she squeaked, embarrassed by her ‘mistake’ but too late and too freaked out to explain. Shaking her head, he threw up his hands. “Fuck you then. You’re a fucking waste of my time anyway! You ugly fucking…”

“Oh my god! Oh my god! Gonna come, gonna come, gonna come, gonna COME!” At that the Other Woman popped her head up from the hood to watch her ex’s ex orgasm.

“Come! Come, you deserve the best because you are the best in Defluer! The hottest!” Mrs. Kime radiated delight at my words, at the pleasure my dick gave her.

I slowed, sawing in and out of her at different angles that made her shiver and nod. I hoped and could see she was trying to let this keep going but four orgasms in one day was too many for her. She let out a ragged cry, shook her head, twisted away. Lovely thing like her didn’t go out of it though, she went down. Dropping off the hood to sit on the molded plastic bumper of her car.

“Come ON ME!” She begged, loud enough for Mr. Slime to hear. “Come on my face and tits, please!

“What? Fucking what?” As if he was trying to make this perfect for her, she smirked before enveloping me again, her tongue all over my cock. All over any trace her wet pussy had left behind.

I let my head fall back towards the heavens, that stripe of blue between the canopy of green. Mrs. Kime was not really trying to get me off, she was licking herself from me again. Stooping down to get my balls as they had a nice coating as well. I got goose pimples all over each time she would spit on me, gasp, and then got back to licking. My attention eventually coming back to her, she was smiling up at me.

Mr. Kime was hard, his slacks showed that off even as he looked horrified, pressed back into the fender of his truck and shaking his head. His plain faced rebound was still across Mrs. Kime’s car, but she was… Fingering herself! Both her hands were underneath her, no doubt inside her jeans and panties. I couldn’t fucking believe it but the look on her face. I was sure she thought that first and foremost, she was being more subtle that she was. And second, who would ever pay her any attention was Mrs. Kime was there. Big tits, pink nips, hot as fuck body, and beautiful face. Everyone noticed though, her little butt was moving as she humped down at her hands. Mouth fallen open, brown eyes huge, as she watched and diddled herself.

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