Sneaking out to the garage for some hot, smokey fun.
It was getting hard to find time alone, so my wife had an idea. “Park the car in the garage tonight.”
We snuck out just before dawn to be sure we wouldn’t be interrupted. We were taking a break from being mature, grown, 401k-owning (in theory) adults.
My wife climbed into the back of the SUV and stretched out on a blanket while I locked the door. I turned around to her naked, playing with her vibrator. I enjoyed the show for a minute before lowering myself between her legs and joining in.
She finished hard, biting her tongue, her nails clawing at my shoulders.
She laid there gathering herself before she sat up. “Got the smokes?” she asked. I wiped my face and handed her the pack of menthols as she crawled over to the edge of the car, perfectly waist-level with me.
She slid a cigarette out, placed it between her teeth, and wrapped her full, pink lips around it.
I dropped my pants as she lit up and took off her glasses, tossing them to the side with a sly smile. She took a hungry drag and wrapped her warm mouth around my cock in a cloud of smoke.
Another drag and she started to work her tongue around the tip as she slowly exhaled.
After a few aching minutes of teasing, she turned over and laid on her back with her head lying over the edge of the bumper.
Another deep drag, and I slid my dick into her smoke-filled mouth. She grabbed my ass and pulled me deeper.
Deeper.
I pulled out and she exhaled her smoke on my dripping cock.
We did that until I was ready to explode, then she sat up and went back to teasing me with her smoke.
Finally, she filled her lungs again, took my dick into her mouth, and brought me right to point of no return before pulling back and blowing smoke in my face as I throbbed.
She flicked the cigarette toward the garage floor, and laid back. I climbed on top, slid inside, and tasted the menthol on her tongue.
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