*This is the continuation of my previous story *
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A few hours later, we were walking into a bar near Ravi’s shop to meet him after his shift. My wife stopped and looked around, then waved excitedly. I followed her gaze to a both in the far corner. Ravi stood and waved back.
As we approached, I got a better look. Ravi was about six feet tall. He had a dark black beard and messy black hair. He had piercings all through his ears. His arms and hands were covered in tattoos. But when he smiled at my wife, I knew why she was into him.
He hugged her and welcomed her into his side of the booth. She slid in and he followed. I slid into the booth across from them. Ravi had ordered a pitcher of beer and had a few glasses. He poured us all a drink and we made light discussion.
He didn’t seem like a bad guy and I could tell she was digging him as the night went on. Eventually, I think Ravi had enough and decided to get to business. “So,” he said, turning to my wife, “I’m getting the feeling I should kiss you.” My wife’s eyes went wide as Ravi leaned in and kissed her.
She kissed him back. Their lips parted and pressed together. My wife’s hand rested on his face. She was into this. I needed to prepare for anything that would come next.
They parted and he looked at me and apologized. “It’s cool,” I said, “that’s why we’re here, right?” My wife bit her lip and got right back in Ravi’s face. They made out for a good 30 seconds. Their tongues exploring each other’s mouths.
My wife pulled away, flushed. Ravi reached down and adjusted his pants. He started asking us questions. What we were wanting? Expectations? Limits?
My wife laid out our threesome agreement. How she’s only ever been with me, so she’s cautious with the guys she picks. She also said she wasn’t sure she wanted to fuck tonight but loved kissing him.
Ravi then asked us if we could do a favor for him. “Can you guys give me a ride home?” He asked, “I’ve been bumming rides while my bike’s in the shop.”
My wife excitedly agreed. Ravi paid the tab and we headed to the car. I was walking through the door when I realized my wife wasn’t beside me. I turned and Ravi was walking with his arm around her. I didn’t want to cause a fuss over something so small. Besides, she didn’t want to have sex with him tonight anyway. I decided to think of it as dipping my toe into the pool.
We got to the car and I opened my door to get in. I shut my door and heard the two back doors shut. I turned to see Ravi and my wife getting comfortable in the back.
“Do you mind?” She asked, “We just want to try kissing without people in the bar looking?”
“It’s cool man,” he said casually, “nothing that ain’t already happened.”
He had a point. I started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. They started kissing immediately. Their lips smacked over the quiet radio. My wife would lightly moan occasionally. I looked in the mirror and I think she was letting him get to second base.
We were stopped at a light when my wife let out a gasp. I looked back and she just giggled and said hi. A car honked behind me and I looked up to see a green light. I took off and tried not to wreck while looking in the mirror.
Ravi was kissing my wife’s neck and chest. Her mouth was agape and she was breathing like she was about to cum. I wasn’t sure but I think he was fingering her. As I got on the freeway, my wife started panting heavily and she said, “Oh my god,” out loud.
The backseat got really quiet. All could I hear were little whispers. Ravi quietly said, “Just a little. You’ll like it.”
I heard a belt unbuckle and some shuffling. I tried to look in the mirror but had too many cars around to allow for distraction. The familiar sound of a zipper hit my ear followed by a “Holy shit” from my wife.
I finally got a chance to look in the mirror just in time to see her take him in her mouth. Ravi was packing too. My wife could barely get halfway down his shaft. My dick was hardening in my pants. I wanted to turn around but was stuck driving.
Ravi started groaning and my wife moaned in approval. The sound of spit overwhelmed any other noise. She was soaking his dick. Then, suddenly, silence again. Did he cum? He was making some noise but nothing crazy.
I could hear them whispering again. He sounded like he was pleading with her. Some more shuffling and the rattling of his belt. Then, they both moaned with my wife saying, “Oh fuck.”
We were probably ten minutes from his place. I couldn’t stop or pull over on the highway with the other cars around me. I just kept the car steady and listened.
At first, it was just light gasps from my wife and the occasional “feels so good” from him. I couldn’t believe my ears. I had to see. I tried to keep my eyes on the road and get peeks into the mirror. Once I finally got a good look, I saw Ravi had my wife on her back with her legs pushed up to her shoulders. Her torso and head were obscured by my seat, but she was naked from the waist down.
Ravi’s pants were around his ankles. He drilled into her pussy while keeping her pinned to the seat. I felt like I was going to cum in my pants. My wife was taking her second dick ever while the car flew down the highway.
Ravi’s thrusting picked up. Their bodies were slapping together.
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My wife started to squeak out repeatedly, in a half whisper, “Oh fuck, oh fuck.” She let out a loud howl. Ravi slowed down his thrusting while she writhed in the pretzel he kept her folded in.
I finally made it to our exit. We weren’t far from his place so I figured we’d get there, get inside, and I could finally get some attention from my wife.
I heard some more shuffling in the back seat. Suddenly, I could hear my wife’s breathing get louder. I checked the mirror and saw her face pressed up against my head rest.
She was sitting in Ravi’s lap, slowly sinking onto him. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down. She let out a strained moan as she bottomed out on him.
She started rocking her body while he thrusted up into her. They were both got into a groove while I tried to navigate through the winding neighborhood.
Ravi was groaning as my wife worked her pussy on his cock. Her grunting was growing louder as she slid up and down on him faster and faster. Ravi’s breathing was getting shallow and his moaning was sounding desperate.
In an instant, he pulled my wife down onto him and started grunting and yelling “Oh goddamn that pussy’s making me cum.” My wife howled in response. I could feel her pulling on my seat. Ravi praised her, “Good girl. Cum on that dick.”
Ravi’s grunting slowed. He groaned out, “Yeah, milk that cock,” while my wife slowly rocked her hips on him. They both stayed in that position for the last minute of the drive to his place, breathing heavily.
As I pulled up to Ravi’s place, they both started shuffling around. I parked the car and Ravi’s door opened immediately. “Thanks for the ride folks,” he teased. He grabbed my wife by the hair in the back of her head and said, “I’ll see you in two weeks for your second round.” He stuck his tongue in her mouth and hopped out of the car.
The car darkened again. I wasn’t sure what to do. My brain went to autopilot and put the car into Drive and pulled away from his house. My wife was still panting in the backseat. She cleared her throat and crawled up into the passenger seat.
She plopped down in the seat and put her back against the door. She spread her legs to show me her freshly fucked pussy. Ravi’s cum was leaking out of her and onto the seat. She started rubbing her clit and squeezing her tits while staring at me.
“You wanna fuck me?” She asked in a low, lustful voice. I nodded my head yes. She got on her knees and leaned over to my seat. She unbuckled my pants and pulled out my cock.
She spent the rest of the ride home lightly stroking and occasionally kissing my dick. She acted like she was about to take me in but would only just tease me.
When we pulled into our driveway, she sucked me into her mouth and moaned. I started shootings my load down her throat. I couldn’t think of a single time I had ever come close to cumming that hard.
She swallowed my cum and gave me a big kiss. “I’m going to shower up and crawl into bed. Don’t keep me waiting long,” she said as she hopped out of the car and bounced inside. I sat in the car with my cock hanging out, dumbfounded by what had just happened.
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