Wife Used At The Drive-In - Part One - Sex Stories

Wife Used At The Drive-In - Part One

Our story is about a married couple who go on a date to the drive in movies. They take their old pickup truck with the bench seats and spacious leg room. They stock it with snacks for the evening and warm blankets.

While there the wife notices an old man in the car beside theirs. The old man looked lonely. He was all by himself, staring ahead at the giant screen in front of them. The wife couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness for him.

As the movie began, the wife couldn't help but notice that the old man, still alone. She nudged her husband and whispered, "Do you think we should invite him to join us?"

Her husband hesitated for a moment before nodding his head in agreement. The wife honked her horn and motioned for the old man to roll down his window.

"Excuse me, sir," she called out, "Would you like to join us? We have plenty of snacks to share."

The old man's face lit up with a smile as he nodded. They made room for him between them and shared their popcorn and drinks. He brought some snacks of his own and a warm wool blanket to stay comfortable under.

The old man enjoyed the snacks. He was watching the movie when his eyes began to wander over the curves of the woman beside him. She left the house dressed to be as comfortable as possible during the movie. She was wearing an oversized soft pajama top that went to her knees like a flannel skirt. Through the thin fabric, it was clear she was not wearing a bra. Her enormous breasts sagged under their own ...

... weight. They swayed and jiggled when she laughed or moved.

As the movie went on, the old man slowly began rubbing his elbow and arm against the wife's large breasts. Eventually he grew bolder in the darkness of the car and began to slide his hand over the cup of her bulging tit. The wife recoiled in surprise. Before she could say anything, the old man's hand was already under her shirt. He was busily caressing her full breasts with a bony, wrinkled hand. She gasped in shock and embarrassment, unsure of how to react.

Her husband was too focused on the movie screen ahead to notice the discomfort on her face. Without the husband's intervention, the old man continued fondling her breasts. His right hand slid under her shirt, squeezing and pulling on her heavy sow tits. He held her nipple between his thumb and finger, squeezed and pulled. Repeating the motion over and over slowly. The wife felt a rush of mixed emotions run through her body, a combination of disgust, anger, and arousal.

She wanted to push the old man away and leave the drive-in. But a part of her wanted to be the object of his lust. She curious to see what the old man would do next. In the darkness of the car, she felt the old stranger jostle with the wool blanket. He unfolded it and draped it over himself and covered her from the neck down. He smiled warmly to the husband, offering him the second blanket.

The husband nods his appreciation for the kind gesture and continues to stare at the screen. He is ...