1. Freeuse 02: Civic Duty


    Date: 10/15/2023, Categories: Fiction Consensual Sex Exhibitionism Male/Female Wife Author: Coyote Howard, Source: sexstories.com

    Freeuse 02: Civic Duty
    
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    The Freeuse series is intended to be short, easy reads. There's an overarching event necessitating these encounters. Little clues are sprinkled in.
    
    This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any coincidental resemblance to actual places or persons is just that, coincidence. Copyright 2023, Coyote Howard.
    
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    Anita Servino was 29 years old. She stood 5' 7" tall and weighed 152 pounds, thanks to her daughter. Also thanks to her, her 34D breasts were a little worn out, but her husband Danny still loved them. She wore a simple, loose black skirt with a cream blouse with short ruffled sleeves. She had professional, simple make-up and her black hair was in a messy bun.
    
    He would've looked like a drunkard, stumbling around the city late at night. He couldn't hold a straight line, and his words were a jumbled mess.
    
    But Anita could tell he was in a much worse way.
    
    She could tell because he was wearing a three-piece suit, with dirty but quality shoes, and his hair was cut recently in a tidy crew cut.
    
    She pulled her car up in front of his stumbling route up the sidewalk and parked, then pulled out her phone.
    
    Am going to be about 5 minutes late baby,
    
    she typed, adjusting her hair a little and her skirt which concealed her panty-less bottom.
    
    It was hard to tell how these quick ones were going to go.
    
    Guy needs help?
    
    Danny asked.
    
    He was almost to her.
    
    Yeah, he's almost feral. Won't take long.
    
    Sounds good. We're ...
    ... watching Moana anyway. Love you.
    
    Love you too.
    
    She got out and went around the front, trying to get to the passenger side fender, but he'd looked around and seen her, turned and advanced quickly.
    
    Instead of the fender like she preferred, at least she'd made it to the front passenger corner of the hood.
    
    "Could be wor-se," she said as he pushed her back on the warm metal.
    
    She let her shapely legs fall open, her bare, shaved sex catching the wind and making her gasp sharply to intake the night air. The man stepped into the inviting gap she made, and fumbled at his pants until his decently girthed seven inch penis was out in the open.
    
    "Oh, this won't be so bad," she said as he used his hand to dip the tip down towards her entrance and swiftly plunged into her pussy, immediately thrusting away without finesse or care.
    
    She laid back and let him fuck her, reaching down and rubbing her clit as he pounded away.
    
    His breathing was already becoming ragged, his eyes unfocused in what she knew was animalistic pleasure. He wouldn't be much longer. And she was far away.
    
    "Oh you were pent up, you poor thing," she said, his thrusting getting short with his scrunched face.
    
    He suddenly grunted and she felt him unload inside her, huffing afterwords before his deep brown eyes finally focused and looked at her with confusion.
    
    "Wha- what happened?" he asked, immediately standing straight and backing away, his floppy dick withdrawing from her warm pussy.
    
    A trail of his ...
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