Mission: Impossible
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Mission: Impossible
Our mission, which we accepted, was to get away on a romantic date and have some married fun together.
Briefing
- Husband and wife with 3 small children
- Own businesses that demand constant attention
- Babysitter hard to schedule
Description of Transpired Events
It seemed much harder than it normally was (getting a date with my spouse I mean). We were married and I thought that married couples were supposed to be able to spend some romantic time together — or at least a date night now and then. But alas, life had not allowed for a romantic getaway for what seemed like an eternity. My increasing libido told me so.
Some extra hours were worked, certain business tasks delayed, and last, but certainly not least, a babysitter was bribed…or I mean…secured. We had done it. A date with each other was on the calendar!
The evening finally arrived and the hormones were surging. A faint buzzing sound seemed to fill the air — I was sure it was the sexual energy between my husband and I. Butterflies danced in my stomach…or was it further down? Why was I so giddy and excited?
I enjoyed a hot shower, rubbed some organic lotion on my body and thoughtfully selected an outfit to wear. I was feeling coquettish and so went with a classy black skirt with a form-fitting flower blouse that I knew my partner loved. I conveniently “forgot” the camisole to put underneath so a significant, but tasteful amount of cleavage would be sure to catch his eye. He adores my breasts (code named “Passion Fruit”) and I was going to use that to my advantage. Add some sheer pantyhose, high heels, and some jewelry (Oops! Almost forgot the belly ring!) and I was ready for action. “A million bucks on heels” as my husband likes to say…
The first assignment was to spy out a Mexican restaurant for some tempting food. No problem. The next undertaking was to go shopping for some new clothes. I made a killing and a bonus was that my husband found a little blue silky dress that I looked very alluring in. It only came down to my mid thigh and had a sensual neckline with thin straps over the shoulders. An adventurous girl like myself can never have enough disguises…or I mean… outfits.
Through one of our informants we had heard of this awesome place for ice cream, so we followed that lead and it proved to be correct. Under cover of darkness, we fed each other a hot fudge sundae in the car. I’ve always loved the sensation of hot and cold in my mouth at the same time.
At this point, I wasn’t clear on the details for the rest of the mission, but my husband took charge and I was just along for the ride. He drove across the street into an empty section of a hotel parking lot. Once parked, he kissed me and then demanded (Yes, demanded! The nerve!) that I remove my blouse. Maybe some girls would balk at this, but I knew better than to disobey. Done. Blouse removed.
Another passionate kiss. “Remove your skirt” he ordered. “Yes, sir” I replied softly. Another touch of our lips. “Remove your bra” “Right away” I cooed. His tongue found mine again. “Take off your panties, Coquette.” I obeyed and wiggled out of my last article of clothing. My belly ring sparkled in the city lights. What could I do, a poor, little helpless girl being taken advantage of by this handsome man? Wink, wink.
There he was, fully dressed, looking at his beautiful and very naked wife in the middle of a big city in a hotel parking lot. I felt vulnerable, yet excited. My tits were tingling with eagerness, as I knew he was coming for them.
He abandoned his normal approach of gentle and teasing and dove onto my chest as if he hadn’t tasted nipples in months! I gasped and arched my body upward. Headlights from passing cars shone on my face and neck. Then came more commands. “Spread your thighs.” I felt his hands force my legs apart. “Caress yourself, Love.” I instinctively slid my hand down until I reached my soft vulva. I spread my pussy lips and found that secret little nub that my husband has taught me to adore.
Then he said something that I was afraid he was going to say. “Don’t orgasm until I say you can.” Oh, how he loved to torture me at times! Why now, when I could blow in a matter of seconds? I forced myself to comply and had to slow and even stop touching my clit at times. He continued to ravish my breasts with attention like a hungry beast. I looked down at my soaked tits as they gleamed in the lights of passing vehicles. I hoped they were unaware of the secret task my husband was carrying out!
Finally, after I begged him to let me have release, he agreed and within seconds my whole body stiffened as I orgasmed uncontrollably. My thighs were quivering and my voice uttered profanity that I was taught good girls should never, ever say. I was completely his. Taken. Satisfied. I purred contentedly.
My husband allowed me to melt into my seat for a while and enjoy the afterglow, but I knew that our mission was not yet complete.
With me by his side and still completely naked, he started the car and drove out of the parking lot, apparently to do some recon. I could tell he was searching for something, but what? It wasn’t long after that I noticed the look on his face and realized that whatever it was, he had found it. We ended up at another parking lot of a business that was closed for the day. It had a small storage shed on the edge of the parking lot. A short distance down the hill from the shed I could hear the roar of traffic and recognized it for a major highway. What did this secret agent I call my husband have in mind?
He got out and retrieved the little blue dress we had purchased earlier from the trunk. “Put this on and then prepare to be taken from behind. I want you to get on all fours and have your pussy facing the passenger side door.” “What?! My pussy facing out an open car door? A girl has to retain some modesty you know!” I thought to myself. I knew I really had no choice but to comply. Besides, my pussy was aching for some manhood and I needed my vacuum filled. He got out and went around to the passenger side and opened the door. Just as he did, I opened my mouth to ask him to pretty please keep an eye out for people but all that came out was a muffled sound. I have learned that it is difficult to speak with a mouthful of cock, so I just gave up and dutifully sucked and slurped him. No worries, I knew in my heart that he would protect me. After a few minutes of skilled tongue work, POP, out sprung his penis ready to press into my womanhood.
He suddenly ordered in military style, “Present………Ass!” I quickly scrambled to get into position and up went my ass. I felt him grab it and then I braced for it. I knew what was coming. A strong hand slapped my round derrière. I gasped. It made a sound so loud I was afraid that someone would hear it. He continued to spank me, relentlessly. Slap! Then another, then another until my ass was cherry red and warm. I knew who was in charge.
I could hear his heavy breathing. Was that a man behind me or an animal? I felt the tip of his probe touch my flesh. He hesitated…I could feel it bobbing up and down as it pulsated with testosterone. It was time. Right here and right now. He plunged into my wet slit and took what he had wanted for so long. He slid it up all the way as far as it would go and then held it there. We were one flesh. Then my whole body began to rock as he stood there pressed up against the car banging his wife inside the car. He pounded my soaked pussy as my hips bucked to meet his every possessive and powerful thrust. I felt waves of pleasure. As a woman I felt such love and respect for this masculine man.
“Come with me, Dove.” He took me over behind the shed on the side facing the busy highway. “Lean up against the shed.” I felt my head being pulled back as he grabbed a fist full of my hair. I attempted to sync with his thrusting and moved my hips in time with him. I could feel his sac slapping up against my cunt. It was a beautiful feeling.
It was dark out besides the streetlights and some lamps that lit up the sides of the various buildings around us. “Face the highway” he ordered. I could do nothing but obey. I bent over to align my pussy with his cock when I felt him forcing my arms behind my back. I knew he was about to unload his semen inside of me as he quickened his pace and increased the force of each thrust. My boobs fell out of the skimpy blue dress, but I could do nothing about it at this point.
The whole experience was surreal. Was I dreaming? Was I really making love to my husband in the middle of the city? Were my tits really swinging wildly about in front of this major freeway? Could they see me? Would we be caught?
Then a loud, familiar sound brought me back from my reverie. I have always loved the distinctive sound my man expresses when he orgasms. I describe it as a roar and ROAR he did! I felt so special being able to bring him such pleasure. He held onto me tightly for a moment as we looked down at the bustling traffic below. We embraced and kissed in the cool night air. As we walked back to the car holding hands, I felt hot liquid running down my thigh. “Mission complete” I thought to myself.
Wow! Very hot and very creative. I loved the Mission: Impossible theme. And what a sexy adventure. I got hard instantly at the part where you got naked in the car. I always enjoy a sex outdoors story. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks! I’ll have to write about our Six Flags Amusement Park adventure if I can find the time…
Yes please do! Especially now that you’ve mentioned it. Haha.. Don’t leave us in suspense! LOL!
That was a hot story. I too enjoyed the “Mission Impossible” theme.
But I wonder if you would do me a favor. Would you go to my post called, “Inhibited Wife” and read that post and share your thoughts? Since you got naked in the car in a public parking lot and then you had an orgasm and then you stayed naked while your husband drove to another parking lot! My question for you is: How did you do that?? How were you not so terrified of being seen and/or caught??
I’ve tried stuff like that with my husband, but I get so panic stricken that I tense up and I can’t orgasm. I’m too busy looking over my shoulder for someone walking past (or worse..a cop!) that I can’t relax and let it flow freely. So how did you relax enough to allow yourself to give in to the moment?
Please read my post “Inhibited Wife” and comment on there or here with your thoughts/suggestions. I want to learn from other wives like you how to be this free. I want to be completely free like you were in this story, so please help me. Thanks so much!
I’m glad you enjoyed our story. Actually, in the car was the easy part! It was when he was doing me from behind with the car door open and then at the shed by the highway that was more challenging!!! Even though I had a little dress on, it was very skimpy and the part about my breasts falling out was absolutely true!
I did read your post “inhibited Wife” and all I can do is offer some thoughts based on where I came from. Hopefully, something I share will help you.
I have been married 16 years and certainly didn’t start out this way. It took me awhile to get to where I am today in freely enjoying my sex life with my husband (no matter where that may be!). For me, it was a matter of giving up control and being vulnerable. I am a bit of a control freak so it wasn’t easy for me. I learned over time that giving up control, although scary, was also exciting for me. I also discovered that when I gave my husband control of my body and became vulnerable for him, he stepped up to the plate and became my knight in shining armor and protected me. Yes, he nudged me at times and I was uncomfortable, but when I surrendered, I found freedom and a sensuality that I had never attained before. Basically, it was a trust issue. As I learned to trust him and let him lead, I was more free to enjoy my time with him and he adored me even more for it. Our sex life went to a whole new level and I found that I thoroughly enjoyed being dominated by a very masculine man.
Some verses that helped me also were 2 Timothy 1:7 “For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.” and then reading the book of Song of Solomon. I love how the lovers in this book talk so openly about their love for one another and it also talks about the outdoors a great deal.
As far as some practical things that may help you, I will say that if we are going to be making love in a vehicle (since we have long winters here, this is quite a bit on our dates), I always bring a full blanket. It is close at hand in the back seat if needed for a quick covering (wink, wink). Also, for a woman, her most important sex organ is her brain. So I had to train my brain to focus. I close my eyes and focus on a certain part of my body (nipples, clit) and how it feels. I listen to the sound of my husbands voice. I try to eliminate any distracting thoughts. If there is some type of noise near by, I will have my husband play some music.
Usually this allows me to focus long enough until I am very aroused. Then I find it easier to be more adventurous and bold (much to the delight of my husband!). This is why he normally gives me an orgasm first, then asks (demands!) that I do something more naughty, like getting out of the car in our story.
You could also get tinted windows on your vehicle, only undress from the waist down, etc. Just some ideas to get the party started!
I also came to the point where I just realized that, what does it matter if someones sees us? What are they going to think? That two people who are married and love each other are getting frisky with one another? Great! Wonderful! Yes, it would be embarrassing, but it will pass. But the memories of my adventure with my husband will last forever. My husband has never forgotten all of our adventurous times together. They mean so much to him.
I can hear you saying, “But what if it’s somebody I know?” Well, again, it would be embarrassing but what are they going to think? To be honest, they probably will think, “Wow, I wish my spouse still had that kind of passion for me! How hot is that!” Too, maybe you just shouldn’t care so much about what other people think and care a whole lot more what your husband thinks and wants. That’s the conclusion I had to come to.
Thanks for being bold enough to ask that question. It’s not easy asking for help sometimes and it shows where your heart is. I’m glad you want to stretch yourself and grow for your husband. Don’t give up and just take little steps at a time. Before you know it, you’ll be running buck naked through a meadow with your man or doing your husband in the middle of an amusement park… but that’s a story for another time! 😉
Thanks for those suggestions. I will have to try them.
I really think my biggest concern is being caught by the police. I have several family members who are or have been cops at some point in my life, so I’m very aware of the law. So yes if someone walked past and saw me/us, no big deal like you said. But if they call the cops and tell them people are having sex behind the shed, that would be a problem. I wouldn’t want to get arrested for public indecency or even a ticket. Can you imagine going to court for that and having to explain to a judge what you were doing?? THAT would be horrifying! Plus the time and money it would take paying fines, going to court, etc. Plus an arrest record. A little fooling around isn’t worth all that to me.
So how do you put those thoughts out of your mind? And do you have any practical suggestions for letting loose in the moment, but also keeping an eye out for cops? If we pulled into a parking lot of a park at night or a closed business, that could look suspicious to a cop driving by and he would check it out. Any thoughts on that part? 🙂
Hmmm…. well, here are some thoughts that may help
• Keep a blanket handy
• Only undress from the waist down
• Wear a dress or skirt for “easy access” 🙂 You and your husband don’t have to be naked to have sex! Keep your clothes on! My husband and I have done this at times in certain areas
• Do quickies. Doesn’t have to take a lot of time.
• Steal a kiss and do some fondling behind a building for 30 seconds. Fun!
• Flash a nipple at him for 1 second while driving down the road.
• At a restaurant, ask him to get something under the table that you “accidently” dropped. When he goes down to get it, spread your legs and give him a peak (wear a skirt or dress obviously!). He will enjoy it!
• The city isn’t the only place to be adventurous! Go out in the country, woods, or a real small town. Less people.
• You said, “letting loose in the moment, but also keeping an eye out for cops”. Going back to my previous response, that’s the problem. Don’t keep an eye out for the cops! Trust your husband. Let him worry about that. Give up the control and fear. My husband will obviously focus on me but will regularly do a visual check for the surroundings. Let that be his responsibility. You just enjoy yourself and focus on him.
• Start slow and work up to some more bold things.
• Make a list of the things you would like to do, but are afraid to do. Talk with your husband about it and ask if he has any ideas to make it more comfortable for you. He may just get very creative!
• Don’t live in fear. Life is too short and your marriage to precious.
Hope this helps! Keep us posted on any progress you make!
Thanks so much. All of that really does help me a lot. I especially liked the way you described how to trust my husband. Just let him be on the lookout and trust him to do so and just enjoy the moment. I like that.
We have a long road trip coming up (11 hrs drive one way, then 11 hrs drive back). So maybe that would be a good time to play around with some new ways of playing. 😉 I’m packing the vibrator anyway so why not?
Maybe I’ll have a story or two to share when we get back. 🙂
Absolutely! I’ll hold you to it to share a story or three. 🙂
And I’m curious to hear about your Six Flags adventure too. As well as any other adventures you have. The stories help me too because they show how it plays out practically. And it shows me that other people do this stuff and don’t get seen or caught so that helps me relax a little too. But I can’t imagine how you did something at a place like Six Flags. Haha…please share that story when you can. 🙂
I’ll let you know when and if I do post it. It was a “ride” of a lifetime!
I love the images. Very sexy and well written.