Hotwife Annie's Car-Sex Adventure

It has been so long since I have seen Ranjit. After more than 2 years I was going to meet him tonight. Ranjit returned home from his year-long international trip late evening yesterday and committed to meet me the next day itself. To be honest, we have been planning for this reunion for last 1 year or more during our frequent sex-chat sessions. Finally, we have decided to meet today.

It was almost 9 PM. He will be here any moment to pick me up. I was waiting impatiently on my driveway for him to arrive. I bounced on my heels in anticipation, checking each passing car in the hopes that it would be his car. After a prolonged interval of more than 2 years, I am extremely excited about the possibility of getting laid tonight. Of late I feel no shame in accepting that my sex-starved body needs some hard fuck from a real man. A mere dildo or my own finger induced masturbation are not enough to satisfy the burning needs of any woman with high sexual appetite like me! I was almost about to forget how actual intercourse feels like due to an absolute lack of sex in my married life!

Tonight, it was the ideal opportunity for me to break my dry-spell. SK, my husband, went on a business trip on Monday and won't be back until Friday evening. I have arranged for the babysitter to look after my kids for 4-5 hours at my house. That girl lives in my neighborhood, and for a few extra bucks, she was quite happy to look after my sleeping kids till 2 AM or so.

When Ranjit finally pulled up in his full-sized Hyundai SUV, I just walked up to his car calmly, opened the rear door and took the backseat. Even if my neighbors or the babysitter noticed me, they would have assumed that it was an Uber. That was pre-planned by us. We just smiled at each other and said "Hi"! Without wasting any more time, Ranjit started driving quickly towards the city. Two years ago, when we used to meet more regularly, we found a safe parking spot behind an old shopping mall.

We reached there around 9:30 PM, and we parked in a secluded spot, where no one was around. He turned on the fan at max speed and switched off all the interior lights.

"Annie, I missed you a lot! Can't believe that finally we are here. Are we really doing this?" He enquired, holding his breath.

I giggled like a seductress and shot him a naughty, meaningful look, which immediately turned him on.

"I need you! Backseat... quick." I demanded.

Ranjit needed no more invitation! He left the driver's seat and came to the backseat beside me.

"So, you missed me then?" he asked me with a cheeky grin.

In response, I quickly pulled him into my arms, grabbing the back of his neck to move my lips to his. We kissed passionately for the next few minutes. Suddenly, grabbing my right hand, he moved it down to his crotch. I grabbed at the outline of his hard, 7-inch cock under his trousers. Clearly, he hadn't been kidding about the excitement! I continued to explore his masculine features like a hungry lioness, with all the pent up wanting of the past 2 years finally reaching fruition.

My hands tangled in his hair, his on my waist. His wide, muscular chest was pressed hard against my over-sized lady-lumps. Our lips never separated, moving constantly against each other. My tongue slithered along his lips, and he opened his mouth in response. Long passionate kiss was heating up the desires even more. Suddenly, he made me stand up facing towards the trunk of the car. Then made me bend forward and lifted my skirt on the back, exposing my milky white ass chicks. He grabbed my throat in one hand, and with another started slapping my ass hard. I cried out loud. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure.

He hissed, "Bitch! This was your punishment for making me wait for 2 prolonged years! Now, you must obey whatever I ask you to do."

"Mmmmmm... Ahhhhh.... Yes, baby, yes." I murmured as I closed my eyes and confirmed affirmatively by nodding my head.

Ranjit smiled and forced me to lie down completely on the backseat with my face up.

"Oh no!" I cried out softly, as he climbed on top of me.

I stretched out on the backseat, lifting my arms above my head. I gasped as he lowered his lips to my stomach, kissing the exposed skin where my black miniskirt was lifted up. He grinned at the sharp intake of breath, slowly inching his tongue along my stomach. I leaned my head back, enjoying the sensation as he traced the bottom of my lacy, skimpy bra. I could feel his fingers hooking under the band, reaching behind to the clasp. I arched my back, giving him space to unhook the damn thing. He wasted no time, and with one smooth motion had pulled the bra and lifted up to expose my large, 36DD boobs. The cold only lasted for a second, for as soon as the air hit them, I felt his fingers teasing my hard nipples.

We started kissing again, as he continued to play with my boobs, caressing them, squeezing them, and pinching and sucking on my erect nipples. I grew impatient, pulling my top off before reaching for the hem of his. Soon his T-shirt was on the ground too, as I ran my fingers along his back. I grabbed his belt, pulling his hips into mine. He groaned, reaching down to run his hand along the outside of my thigh. Soon, I could feel his hand grasping at the bare skin of my ass. I was wearing a red micro-thong for this special date-night, which was exposing more than it was hiding.

We both were breathing heavily by now. I pulled at his belt, reaching for the buckle.

"No, Annie! Not yet." He whispered.

I rolled my eyes until he moved his lips back down my body. Pausing to nibble my nipples, he lowered his head further as he took my skirt off and pulled my panties down before I could even react. There was not a single piece of obstacle left to hide any part of my naked body anymore!

I shivered, feeling each touch of his lips. I placed my hands on his head, encouraging him with short moans. He brushed my knees to the side, spreading my neatly-waxed legs, as he moved his lips along the soft skin of my inner thighs. First kissing, then softly biting the delicate skin, knowing that his nearness was driving me crazy.

Finally, he brushed his thumb against my clit. I jumped as I felt him, before pushing my hips deeper into his touch. He brushed the outside of my folds, teasing me more as my hips bucked, wanting him to go deeper. He responded, slowly pushing a finger into my pussy. My married pussy was missing this thrill for the last 2 years.

I moaned, and I moaned hard. I needed more of him. He started moving faster, extending his other hand to my hip for more leverage. I could feel his hot breath on my wet pussy lips and clit, before he pressed his mouth to it and ran his tongue in soft, deliberate circles. I bit my lip, as I felt his second finger enter my pussy, pressing against my G-spot.

I groaned, "I love you, Ranjit. You know exactly what I need. Only you can give that. I wish my loser sissy husband could see his wife having pleasure from a real man! Trust me, baby... I am tired of that faggot and his pathetic 2-inch baby-corn."

He looked proud and elated listening to me comparing him with my husband, and he whispered in my ear, "You are my queen, Annie. You are the sexiest woman I know. Forget that impotent faggot! I'll fuck you like a slut now!"

He didn't stop, increasing the speed of his fingers as he drove me closer and closer to climax. Suddenly he leaned forward, kissing me as his fingers continued to work their way in and out. His other hand reached for his belt, feeling the impatience.

I was super horny by now. I wanted to be his sex-slave for rest of my life. I started begging him to fuck me. He was enjoying my desperation and continued with the savage foreplay. I couldn't control sliding my hands down his pants, under the waistband of his boxers to grab his cock. His monster 7-inch cock was rock hard, and it was lubricated with his sweat and pre-cum.

Holding his throbbing cock in my hand, at that very moment I thought in my mind, "This guy is easily double the size of my husband's tiny-winnie!"

Ranjit let out a soft moan when my fingers curled around his manhood, barely able to contain himself as I tightened my grip and slowly stroked my fingers up and down. I matched his rhythm, and soon we were both gasping for breath. Finally, I pulled his cock out of his pants, dragging him forward. His fingers slowed as he moved between my legs, steadying himself. Losing patience, he thrust forward, entering my slippery, moist pussy in one smooth motion.

Yes, that divine moment had finally arrived. The long wait was over for me. I gasped, enjoying the fullness of another man's erect manhood inside of my married pussy. I dragged my nails along his back, deeper against his skin the harder he thrust into my pussy. His fingers tangled in my hair, pulling my head back. I grabbed his ass, pulling him harder into my pussy. He gasped, his face level with mine, as he held my hair and made me stare into his eyes. I was gyrating my ass creating the harmonic motion. It went on for at least 10-15 minutes.

"Oh Gosh! Annie!" He suddenly groaned. "I'm cumming...... Ahhh!"

I could also feel the pressure building up inside me. Triggered by the intense drilling done by his cock, I came, gushing as I felt the tidal wave of relief came over me. He grinned in satisfaction, loving the feeling of me writhing underneath him. Watching me cum was too much for him, and with one last grunt he sprayed spurt after spurt of his hot, sticky cum deep inside my married pussy.

We were motionless for next few minutes. Then he leaned his head against my sweat-covered boobs. I stroked his hair for a moment, my legs still wrapped around his waist. We lay still, enjoying the feel of each other's bare skin. I had no words to thank Ranjit. He had no idea how sexually unsatisfied I was with my incapable husband, who has been suffering with extreme symptoms of Erectile Dysfunction and Premature Ejaculation for last 3 years. My sex life was almost dead for last 3-4 years.

I whispered in Ranjit's ear, "I wish we could meet more often. My body needs yours. You are my man!"

Ranjit was prompt to respond, "Yes, my Queen! Next weekend, let's meet again! This time we will go to a hotel and have wild sex for 3-4 hours. Promise!"

I looked into his eyes and started kissing him passionately again. That was my subtle yet sensuous way of saying, "FUCK, YES! I PROMISE! From now on my body is all yours, whenever you want to have it!"