We were so horny.
I couldn't believe how long it had been since we'd been out together. With all of our recent problems with sickness and death in our family, my wife and I had been stressed with her mom coming to live with us. To be honest it wouldn't have been so bad except someone was always there when my wife needed a good fucking. It was to the point where I had to jack off in the shower just to relieve my blue-balls.
My wife I could tell was feeling the pressure too, but with her mom sleeping in the room next to ours, and our paper thin walls, it was just too much. We couldn't try to be quiet, and really let loose which is what brings us here, back behind the YMCA.
A few years ago we'd really enjoyed coming here just for a quick screw since we didn't have a house, and we'd come back many times. After awhile though we just sort of lost time and interest in the place after we started seeing more people take occasional walks there.
Now though my wife, Wanda, was dressed in a light yellow sundress that she had picked up the week before. It was tight and low enough to see her 36c breasts, which didn't need a bra, and cut up and inch above her knees.
I'd had a hardon since she came out of the house dressed like that and announced to her mother, that we were going shopping. To be honest as I've stated before that isn't my most favorite thing to do, but that was before she teased me all day.
I don't think that ten minutes went by that we were shopping that my wife was slowly groping me in one of the outlet mall stores. She was merciless the way her mouth formed a seductive grin with her pouty lips painted with that slutty red lipstick that I loved. Her hands had been all over me, teasing me, playing, getting me hard, all the while letting my hand trail to her hard nipples and play with them. By mid-day, we were all worked up like teenagers and I was about to take to her a restroom and have my way with her when I heard her whisper to me, "Why don't you take me back to the Y?"
"The Y?" I asked her puzzled, then I figured out where it was and that leads to here and now. Wanda had both her hands rubbing my hard cock while my hands were busy playing with her tight ass, massaging it. Her tongue slid past my lips as my eyes closed, and I didn't even worry that we were in a small park behind the local YMCA.
Her hands quivered as she unbuttoned, then unzipped my jeans. It felt good to have her take my rising cock in her hands. She kissed me hard then, and I grabbed her face with both my hands, relishing the passion of our kiss. I couldn't bear it anymore, with all the teasing, and I guided her head towards my awaiting cock. I was about 6 1/2 inches, and medium girth, but was visibly shaking as she teased me with her long tongue.
My fingers tensed in her long brown curls as I felt her lips kiss, the start to swallow my veiny cock. The next thing I knew I felt that warm sensation I used to know all too well as she slid that tight mouth up and down, sending shivers up my spine.
It always got me hot to see her looking up at me as her mouth kissed and sucked at my hardness, gets me hard now writing about it, then she licked my dripping precum, and kept it on her tongue. Moments later she moved back to my mouth rather quickly and kissed me, relishing that both of us were sharing that sweet precum.
My hands immediately were pulling up her sundress and feeling that sopping wet pussy, since she never wore panties anymore (they were always soaked). One finger, then two slid right into her tight shaved pussy as she jerked me. Her pussy was sopping wet now as I shoved those fingers in harder, thrusting them like a cock. Her cunt juices were running down my hand as she bent up against the tree to steady her leg. I knew we were here for a quick fuck, but it felt good to play, since it had been so long.
Moments later I was holding up her sundress as one of her hands gripped my buttcheek, while the other hand was spreading her pussy lips, inviting me to fuck her hard. I couldn't resist as I guided my cock to her open lips, feeling her juices cover it, then that warm sensation evelope my cock as she pulled me in, now actively grunting as she guided my thrusts.
I managed to slip off the shoulder to her sundress now, freeing her perky breasts. I played with one, her the other, both of us teasing her rock hard nipples. I squeezed one somewhat hard trying to determine just how horny she was, and it was then that she whispered to me.
"Remember when we used to have people watch us?" she asked, breathing heavy.
"Yea, I..." I stammered, trying to see if someone was watching us.
"Don't turn around yet," she whispered to me, biting my ear. " I think it's the gardener."
It used to be that I would try to leave or feel uncomfortable about someone watching us, but after a few times we both found it to be very hot. and a bit more comfortable. That's why I wasn't surprised to feel Wanda's pussy grip me tighter as she said a little louder, "Fuck me doggie style."
With that she turned around and presented that dripping pussy, along with her puckered asshole, both needing attention. I slid my cock up and down the length of her slit, making her her quiver every time it passed over her sensitive clit. She groaned as I did it, but took my cock and guided it to her juicy cunt. With one thrust she was bucking against me, and stealing glances over at our admirer. I was partially behind the tree, so I couldn't see him, but it was obvious that it was making her very hot.
