It's Better with a Married Woman - Part 4 (Patreon)

 "You know, you stare at me a lot more often since...well, since Cole."

It was early on a Saturday afternoon and Callie and Rick were at a Target stocking up on various household essentials. Callie was dressed in a pair of tight, high-waisted leggings and a cropped, sleeveless top that exposed a little of her stomach, especially when she lifted her arms.

"I know," Rick answered. "I can't help it. Though, to be fair, you're dressing a little differently since...well, since Cole."

Callie looked back at him and smiled as Rick dragged his gaze from her ass to her eyes. "Really?"

He nodded, came closer, and wrapped his arms around her from behind. His fingers moved over her stomach and along the waistband of her leggings and he pressed his crotch into her ass before kissing her neck softly. It was probably a little too intimate for a Target, but Callie didn't care. It felt good and she loved that Rick couldn't keep his hands off of her.

"Yes, really. You dress differently for him - you dress sexy, for the most part - but it's not just him. I'd say you dress with more confidence. I mean, there was a time when you would have worn leggings to Target but you would have paired them with a shirt that covered your ass. This shirt doesn't cover anything."

Callie could feel Rick getting hard so she pushed the cart forward and stepped out of his grasp. As much as she loved that he couldn't keep his hands off of her, a boner in the middle of Target wasn't a great idea.

He looked a little forlorn as she stepped away and Callie glanced between his legs and said, "You can't be walking around with a tent in your pants, sweetie, as much as I love the fact that you can get hard for me in the middle of a store."

He laughed. "Fair enough. Just looking at you is enough to excite me, though."

They continued shopping as Callie pondered Rick's observation. She hadn't really noticed that she was dressing with more confidence, but she couldn't deny the truth of it. Before meeting Cole she absolutely would have paired her leggings with something to cover her ass. She used to tie a sweatshirt around her waist or wear a purposefully long and oversized t-shirt with them because she wasn't especially confident in her ass and she didn't really love that guys would stare.

Now, though, Callie enjoyed showing off a little. She even enjoyed most of the stares, though some guys were still gross about it. That didn't really bother Callie anymore, though.

"Callie?" a familiar voice asked.

She turned to see Cole standing at the end of the aisle holding a red basket brimming with various bathroom-related items. He looked remarkably good in jeans and a t-shirt - the same outfit Rick was wearing - and she felt an instant sense of desire wash over her.

"Cole, hey," she replied.

Cole glanced to Callie's left and she looked over her shoulder to see Rick staring at the man that had fucked his wife countless times over the past two months. They'd never met. They'd heard plenty about each other, of course, but Callie had kept them separate up to that point.

Rick looked at her and Callie smiled, stepped out from behind her cart, and approached Cole. She did so slowly and with a gentle sway in her hips. He got the message and set his basket down right before she stepped into his arms for a long, mildly inappropriate hug.

"I got wet the moment I saw you," she whispered.

Cole's hands moved to the top of her ass and he squeezed it gently, deepening that wetness Callie felt. She wanted to kiss his neck and caress his cock through his jeans. She wanted to get on her knees and take him in her mouth. She wanted to spin around, grab one of the shelves, bend over, and tell him to fuck her.

"I want you," she said softly.

"I want you too," he replied.

Callie stepped away, smiled, and turned to walk towards her husband. Rick eyes were glued to her as she approached with that same gentle sway in her hips. She stepped into his arms and his hands moved under her shirt and gripped her waist and the small of her back.

"I want you to go buy a box of condoms and bring them back to me," she said softly.

Rick's eyes went wide. "Really?"

Callie nodded, leaned in, and kissed him softly. "I want him. Actually, I need him, Rick. I'm soaked for him. I have to have him inside me."

She felt her husband's erection pressing into her. The expression of her desire for another man had excited him far more than a kiss ever could.

"Buy the condoms and bring them to me. I'm going to take Cole to our car and he's going to fuck me while you finish shopping. I'll come back in when we're done. I'll let you kiss the mouth that sucked his cock. We'll check out. We'll go back to the car. Then we'll see what kind of fun we can get up to."

Rick stepped back and turned towards the pharmacy section where they kept the condoms.

"Wait," Callie stopped him. "Take the cart. You can use to hide your...excitement."

Rick smiled, moved behind the cart, and headed off to buy condoms so Callie could fuck the younger man standing at the other end of the aisle. She watched her husband go and then turned towards Cole and smiled. He picked up his basket and headed her way. Callie felt her pulse quicken as he approached. She wanted him to kiss her, to take her in his arms and press his lips against hers, to invade her mouth with his tongue while his strong hands grabbed her ass.

To her utter delight, that's exactly what Cole did. She knew it was risky to kiss another man in the Target where they always shopped, but she was out of her mind with lust in that moment and nothing mattered other than feeding that lust.

"It's only been a few days," she said with Cole's body pressed against hers, "but I want you so badly it hurts."

"I know. I want you too. I crave you, Callie."

"Rick's buying us condoms. I was hoping you'd be willing to fuck me in my car."

Cole smiled gleefully. "Hell yes I'd be willing to do that." He kissed her again and added, "And I can't believe your husband is actually buying us condoms. That's...I mean, that's crazy."

"He loves this. He loves that you're fucking his wife. He loves that you fuck me better than he does. He loves that I can't get enough of you. His dick was hard as a rock when I sent him off to buy the condoms. Trust me, he loves this."

"Do I really fuck you better than he does?" Cole asked.

He knew the answer to that question. Callie had made the answer perfectly clear on multiple occasions. She liked that Cole was so turned on by that fact, though. She liked that being better than Rick seemed to drive Cole, that it seemed to make him put in extra effort to satisfy her desires, and that it seemed to make Cole's orgasms exceptionally satisfying.

"Yes, you fuck me much better than he does," she answered.

Cole kissed her deeply while grabbing her ass and pulling her close. Callie's pussy tingled as she felt the wetness gathering in her panties.

"I'm going to suck your dick first," she whispered. "In our backseat. I'm going to suck your big, beautiful cock and drive you mad. Then you're going to fuck me, Cole. You're going to fuck me good in the car my husband drives to work every day."

He moaned at that and Callie was certain she was in for an especially good fucking.

"Here...here you go."

Callie turned to see Rick standing behind the cart with a box of condoms in his outstretched hand and a delightfully aroused look on his face. She smiled, took the box from her husband, and then grabbed Cole's hand and turned to leave the aisle with her lover.

"Wait, the keys," Rick added.

Callie rushed over, grabbed the keys, kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Thank you for being such a good cuck."

Rick's eyelids fluttered and his body seemed to vibrate for a moment - with pleasure, Callie hoped - before she and Cole headed down the aisle. They rushed out of the store and into the bright sun of the parking lot. They made a beeline for Rick's car - an SUV with lightly tinted back windows - as Callie felt her excitement reach a fever pitch. She couldn't believe she was about to have sex in the car. She couldn't believe how turned on she was. She couldn't believe Rick was going to wait in the Target while she cuckolded him in public. It was all so exciting.

Callie unlocked the doors and climbed into the backseat. Cole followed and she reached for his zipper the moment he shut the door behind him. Their lips met for a deep, passionate kiss and Cole's hand slipped under her shirt and quickly found its way into her bra.

With desire coursing through her, Callie freed her young lover's big cock and stroked him. He moaned into her mouth and she captured his tongue and sucked on it while her fingers moved up and down his thick shaft.

"I want you in my mouth," she said. "I want to suck your cock, Cole. I want to suck your cock and make you feel so good."

Callie dropped her head into his lap and took him in her mouth. Cole rested a hand on the back of her head and immediately filled the car with deep moans of pleasure. Her hand moved in time with her mouth as her head bobbed up and down in his lap. She closed her eyes and savored the sensations of giving head. The taste of his precum. The thick vein along the underside of his cock she could feel on her tongue. The softness of his cock head as her lips sealed tightly around it. The way he applied gentle pressure on the back of her head as he got more turned on. The way his moans got louder and a little deeper when she'd sucked hard while her lips moved up his shaft.

"Oh my fucking god," Cole said. "You're so good at that, Callie. Jesus. So fucking good."

Callie was endlessly delighted that Cole found such pleasure in her blowjobs. It made her feel young again, like she was getting in touch with the slutty version of herself that had existed in college and throughout her early twenties.

"Grab a condom," she said.

Callie took him in her mouth and listened as Cole tore open the box and tore off a condom. He fumbled with it a little - he was getting his cock sucked, so that was to be expected - and eventually the noise quieted as Callie's head continued to bob up and down in his lap. She made the blowjob wet and sloppy and the sounds of sucking filled the car. She could have sucked him off. She could have made him cum in her mouth and been happy with it, but Callie wanted to get fucked. She wanted Rick to know she'd been fucked in the backseat of the car he'd be driving to work the next morning.

She lifted her head and took the condom from Cole. She rolled it down his dick and then quickly stripped out of her shoes and leggings and straddled him. They both moaned as Callie took her young lover's cock inside her. She kissed him, luring his tongue into her mouth as he grabbed her ass and helped her ride his cock.

"You feel so good inside me," she said as pleasure emanated outwards from her loins. "Your big cock feels so fucking good inside me."

Callie rode him faster. She couldn't help it. She didn't want to make it last. She wanted to cum. She was desperate for it. She'd been desperate it for it from the moment she saw Cole in the Target.

"Cole...fuck...I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum on your cock!"

He grabbed her ass tighter and helped her ride him even faster. The sound of her ass falling onto his thighs filled the car alongside the sounds of her wet pussy taking a far bigger cock than her husband could offer.

Callie came hard. Remarkably hard. So hard that her legs trembled and her toes went numb. So hard that she collapsed against Cole as he ran his hands up her back with one of them moving into her hair. Her lips found his and they shared a beautiful, deep kiss with a wealth of tongue as Callie slowly came down from her thunderous climax.

"Do you think you could fuck me from behind back here?" she asked.

Cole nodded and Callie climbed off his cock and moved to her hands and knees on the backseat. She looked back as Cole got into position and slid his cock into her from behind. He ran a hand up her back and grabbed her shoulder as she turned to look at the Target. She thought of Rick shopping while knowing that she was getting fucked, that another man was in her pussy, that another man was pleasuring her. She thought of how excited Rick would be, of how difficult it would be for him to get anything done, of how his cock was probably leaking a steady stream of precum into his underwear.

"Fuck me harder," she said. "Pound me, Cole. Pound my pussy in my husband's car. Pound me hard."

Cole needed no further encouragement. He fucked Callie with speed and power. She reached back to rub her clit and knew instantly that she could cum again and do so without much effort. It helped that she was still enormously aroused, that getting fucked in a parking lot was far hotter than she imagined.

"Fuck, Callie, this feels so fucking good," Cole said breathlessly. "I'm gonna cum."

"Cum for me, baby. Cum while you fuck my pussy. Cum while you fuck my married pussy better than my husband ever has!"

That did it for him. He buried his cock inside her and came. Callie got herself off, too, having a second orgasm mere minutes after the first and thoroughly enjoying the sensations of Cole's dick being so deep in her pussy.

He leaned forward and pressed his body against hers. He kissed her neck and shoulders and she turned her head and smiled at the look of pure joy on his face.

"It's been a long time since I had sex in a car," she said. "But this was incredible."

Cole pulled out and sat against the door. "It really was," he replied.

Callie eyed his cock and smiled as she got an idea. She moved towards Cole, pulled the used condom from his thick, still hard shaft. She leaned forward and set it in one of the cup holders as a present for Rick when they returned to the car. Then she leaned down and took Cole's cock in her mouth, swallowing just about all of it, in part because she thought he'd find it hot and in part because she wanted the taste of another man's cock and cum on her lips and tongue when she found Rick in the Target.

"Holy shit," Cole said.

She sat back and smiled. "Rick's getting a kiss as soon as I find him and I know he'll get off on the idea of me having had your cock in my mouth right before kissing him."

"He really gets off on the cuckold thing, doesn't he?"

She nodded and reached for her leggings. "He does, and so do I. And so do you, I suppose."

"Oh, I know. I'm lucky that your husband is the way he is."

Callie smiled. "And I'm lucky that I found someone that can fuck me so good. You truly do fuck me better than Rick. I've actually started to think about you while he's inside me."

Cole liked that. Callie could tell by the look on his face.

"Thank you for the quickie," she said. "Now I'm going to go find my husband and give him a long, deep kiss."

Cole tucked his cock back into his pants and got out of the car with Callie. They walked towards the Target together and at the entrance she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, thanked him, and headed off to find her husband.

Rick was standing in front of the vast selection of toothpastes when Callie located him. He turned and his face lit up when he saw her. He tossed the toothpaste back onto the shelf as she approached.

Callie stepped into his arms and their lips met an instant later. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and he moaned as he grabbed two handfuls of her ass and squeezed hard.

"I sucked his cock clean after he'd fucked me and cum in the condom," she whispered. "Can you taste him, baby? Can you taste the man that just fucked your wife in your car?"

Rick nodded and kissed her again. His cock pressed into her stomach as she pushed her tongue as deep into his mouth as she could. He slipped his hands under the waistband of her leggings and grabbed her bare ass, giving it a good enough squeeze to elicit a delighted moan from her.

"We need to finish shopping," she said with a smile.

Rick clearly wanted to abandon the shopping cart and take Callie to the car, but she wanted to draw things out, so they found the last few items on their list while she offered little tidbits of information. She told Rick that she'd cum twice on Cole's cock. She told him that she'd ridden him and gotten fucked from behind. She told him that she'd sucked his dick to start and finish. She told him that Cole had cum hard while his dick was buried deep in her married pussy. She made sure Rick couldn't escape the intense arousal that always followed his cuckolding and she took complete and utter delight in the fact that he was so immensely turned on by it all.

"How does it feel to know that someone else fucked me in your car?" Callie asked as Rick pushed the shopping cart through the parking lot.

"It's the hottest thing in the world," he admitted.

"Will you think about it tomorrow when you're driving to work?"

"I'll think about it every day for weeks to come. Maybe months."

She found that notion especially delightful. Having sex just once could make an impression that lasted for months in her husband's mind. It made Callie's pussy tingle a little just to think about it.

As Rick loaded their items into the trunk, Callie stepped between their car and the one next to it and lowered her leggings until her pussy was exposed. She checked to make sure no one else was coming and slipped two fingers inside her. It felt spectacularly good and when Rick shut the trunk and looked her way he stopped in his tracks.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm so wet, baby," she said. "Come here. I need you to eat my pussy. I need you to eat the pussy that Cole fucked."

Rick looked around the parking lot, released the cart, and headed her way. He dropped to his knees and Callie put a hand on the back of his head and pulled him close.

"Oh, fuck, baby, can you taste him? Can you taste that another man was inside me? That I got fucked today? That I got fucked in your car? Can you taste it in my pussy?"

Rick nodded. "I can taste the condom...and I can taste the sex."

She pulled him closer and his lips rubbed against her clit while his tongue pushed into her pussy. His eyes lit up with a delightful kind of desire and Callie was tempted to let him make her cum right there. It was a little too risky, though, as someone would see them before long.

"Get in the car," she said.

Rick stood and yanked the back door open. He hurried in and Callie followed. She pulled off her shoes and leggings and freed his cock. She stroked him while they kissed.

"Do you want me?" she asked.

"Yes. More than anything."

"Even though you know it won't be as good for me as it was with him? Even though you know your cock can't satisfy me the way his did?"

"That only makes me want it more. I know it's fucked up..."

Callie kissed him. It wasn't fucked up. It was what turned Rick on and she loved that. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and listened to him moan. She stroked his dick faster and felt the head swell up in her hands.

Then she released him and reached into the front seat. She grabbed the used condom and held it up. Rick's eyes focused on it, on the load of cum in the tip.

"Holy shit," he said.

Cole had fucked Callie plenty of times, but it was the first time Rick had seen anything that would qualify as hard evidence of the sex they'd had and he looked utterly transfixed by the sight of another man's cum.

"That...fuck...he was inside you when he came...that condom was on his cock...his cock was in your pussy..."

He wasn't making a great deal of sense, but he was clearly enamored with the sight of another man's cum in a used condom and with the notion that Callie's pussy had milked that cum from Cole's cock.

Then the condom slipped from her hand and fell onto Rick's cock. Callie thought he might reach for it in a panic, but his hands remained at his sides as he stared at the condom that had now settled at the base of his dick.

Callie reached out and grabbed it, but instead of pulling the condom away immediately she gently rubbed it over her husband's stiff dick. She watched his cock throb as she teased it with another man's used condom.

"Does that feel good?" she whispered.

Rick nodded.

Callie placed the open end of the condom at the tip of her husband's cock and slipped it over the head. She stopped there and studied his face. His mouth was open and his gaze was focused on his cock.

"More?" she asked.

He looked up at her and then back down at his cock before nodding again.

Callie covered more of his dick in the used condom, getting halfway down the shaft before she stopped. If she went any further Rick's cock would be bathed in Cole's cum and she wasn't sure he wanted that.

She sealed her fingers around the open end of the condom and stroked him slowly. She listened as he moaned and watched as his body trembled from what Callie assumed was an incredible level of excitement.

"More, please," he said.

Callie pulled the used condom all the way onto her husband's cock, bathing him in Cole's cum. She sealed her fingers tightly around the base and gave him a handjob. She watched his face as he stared down at his latex-wrapped dick.

"Oh my god," Rick said.

"Does that feel good?" she asked.

He nodded. "I can't...yes…it feels so fucking good."

Callie tightened her grip and stroked her husband faster. His cock was completely coated in another man's cum and he was getting off on it and in a really significant manner.

"Oh, fuck, I'm cumming!"

His body tensed up for a few moments and then a series of wild moans, groans, and grunts escaped his lips as his cum spilled into the condom while Callie squeezed and stroked the head of his cock. She felt an unexpected kind of delight at giving her husband an orgasm in a decidedly unusual manner and she took great pleasure in making Rick feel so good.

Callie pulled the used condom from his cock - taking care not to spill - and tied it off before setting it on the floor. Then she took her husband's cock in her mouth, sealing her lips tight as she moved down to the base and sucking up every bit of his and Cole's cum before pulling off, swallowing, and smiling.

"Can I kiss you?" she asked.

Callie wasn't sure why, but she was turned on at the idea of kissing Rick after he'd cum. He nodded and she leaned in. They shared a deep kiss and as they did she took his hand and pulled it between her legs.

Rick got the message and fingered her to a quick orgasm as they shared the taste of cum and latex via deep, slow, sensual kisses.

"Thank you," Callie said as she sat back, closed her eyes, and let the collective pleasure of three orgasms wash over her.

"All the thanks goes to you in this case," he replied. "This was the best Target trip any man has ever been on."

Callie laughed, scooted closer to her husband, and rested her head on his shoulder.

"I really liked getting fucked in the car while you were shopping. I think we'll have to do this again."

"That would make me a very happy man," Rick said.

Callie wondered if there were other ways she could have wild, interesting sex with Cole and if she could involve her husband too. She suspected there were many ways to explore her desires and his fantasy and that Cole would be on board for just about anything.

What fun it would be to continue that exploration.