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Cheating Wife Confession: “Our Spot”

I was shopping at WalMart one afternoon, and as I was walking around the store, I was texting Tom, telling him all the things I wanted to do to him the next time we were able to get together. Things were getting pretty hot and heavy, and he texted me asking where I was right then. I said I was out shopping, but I’d be done shortly. He texted back that he was leaving work, but he had to stop off to pick up a few things...at WalMart. My heart jumped, and we arranged to meet in the overflow parking lot on the side of the store (no one ever parks there). I quickly checked out and put my things in the car, and drove around to the side of the store to park and wait. A few minutes later, I saw his car approaching, and he pulled into the spot next to mine. I got out of the car and hopped into the passenger seat of his.

We kissed, as his hand wrapped around the back of my head and pulled me toward him. My hand explored his chest and caressed his neck as our tongues explored each other’s mouths. I was dripping wet from texting him, and now I felt like I was on fire. I ran my hand down his chest and to his belly, then over his belt to his crotch, and felt his semi-erect cock through his pants. I gave it a playful squeeze and then cupped his balls in my hand, as I broke our kiss and began kissing him in a trail of kisses all the way from his chin to his waist. When I reached the buckle of his belt, I undid it, and unbuttoned his pants, as I pulled down his zipper. He lifted his hips and helped me pull his pants down slightly, as I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his boxers and slid them down as well. 

His cock was getting harder now, and I stroked it gently as I looked him in the eyes one last time before going down on him. He pressed a button on the door and his seat began to recline, which gave me much better access. I kissed the tip of his engorged head, and tasted his precum. Oh, how I love that taste! I savored it in my mouth for just a moment, before swirling my tongue around the head of his cock, and licking him up and down his shaft. I was able to kneel on the passenger seat and lean over the console, so that I had the base of his shaft in my left hand, my thumb and forefinger encircling it, and his balls in my right hand. As i closed my lips around the end of his cock, I stroked his shaft and massaged his balls. He was laid back in his seat, moaning softly and his right hand rubbed my back and his left held onto the handgrip on the ceiling of the car. 

We both knew we only had a few minutes together, so there was no effort to prolong things. He tried to reach my pussy with his right hand, but the seat back was a little too far forward, so I stopped blowing him for a second to find the lever and push it back. I adjusted my position and went back to sucking and stroking him, as his fingers found my crotch. I was wearing jeans, and he could feel the moist heat from my pussy through the fabric as he rubbed my vag while I blew him.

I placed both hands around his shaft and began stroking him with an alternating clockwise-counterclockwise twisting motion as I sucked his head and teased him with the swirling motion of the tip of my tongue. His hips began to thrust as he pumped his cock into my mouth, and his moans grew slightly louder. His fingers were stroking my pussy through my jeans, and I began to moan as well. The vibrations of my mouth sent him over the edge, and he began thrusting harder. I closed my lips tightly around his thick shaft, and took him deep into my throat. His cock started to pulsate, and he released his load into my hungry mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, and when I choked a little and some spilled out and ran down his shaft, I swallowed again, and then licked up the cum from his cock and balls. I lifted my head, and climbed over the console to straddle him as best as I could. He wrapped his arms around me, and I kissed him hard on the mouth. 

I lifted my head, looked him in the eyes, and said, “I have to get home now, but I’m glad there’s enough room to get on top of you like this...because next time I’m going to fuck your brains out.”

That back parking lot became “our spot” to meet for a quick kiss, a rub & tug, a blow job, or a quickie fuck. I think I might be the only woman in America that gets wet and tingly when she thinks about going shopping at WalMart.