I met her after chatting online for just four days. She was a woman from Feng County, another province, and we arranged to meet at a famous spot in Beijing. When we saw each other, we sat in Starbucks and talked for nearly two hours, getting along exceptionally well. She was much more attractive in person than online—36 years old, with fair skin and a voluptuous figure. She wasn’t very tall but had full, curvaceous breasts, exuding a distinctly feminine charm. She spoke briskly and candidly, sharing many painful stories about the humiliation she suffered from her husband.
We went out to eat something else, and at that moment, we shared a deep, affectionate glance, understanding each other perfectly. I said, “It’s fine if we go back a bit late tonight, right?”
She replied, “It’s no problem. Just don’t stay out too late.”
So she drove, and we headed to the eastern suburbs of Beijing to unwind.
By then, night had already fallen, and it was also rush hour. She said, “There are too many cars right now. Let’s rest here for a while.”
So we parked the car in a place that wasn’t too crowded and started talking inside the car. At that moment, as I looked at her from the side, she was truly beautiful. I glanced at her, and she seemed to understand my heart, slowly leaning toward me. Nestling against me, I lowered my head and kissed her forehead. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with longing, and I understood what she meant. So I gently kissed her lips. She then responded, wrapping her arms tightly around my neck and passionately returning my kiss…
Perhaps it was because she had given birth before, so her breasts sagged slightly. As I caressed her, my hand gradually moved downward. When my fingers first slipped beneath her waistband, she instinctively blocked me with her hand—but then I pressed harder, reaching deeper into her most intimate place. By then, she was already limp with desire, melting into my arms as she clung to my neck, covering my lips, ears, and entire face with kisses.
I then slowly reclined the front seat, frantically pulling my pants down below my hips.I lifted her shirt and pulled her pants down to her knees, so she could face away from me. By then, her lower body was wet.Her hips were so big that I slowly inserted from behind, and when I inserted, she couldn’t help but moan “oh…”
So I put my hand down and touched her breast, and my hands touched her MM.She turned her face to kiss mine. I leaned forward to meet her, and the penis in my lower body was so itchy and ticklish that I couldn’t help but move, thus increasing the speed of my thrusts. As I thrusted, she began to moan continuously. At this moment, I lifted the blindfold and placed it on the front glass, chuckle, although there were few people around, I still feared they might see. My thrusts grew faster, and her moans grew louder.
When I was almost fifteen minutes old, I felt a contraction in her vagina. I knew she was about to climax. So I sped up the thrusts. After a few times, she moaned more and more. “Um… um…” I knew she was about to climax.
So I slowed down, lay down, and let her come on top of me. She kissed me, and her hips started to rise and fall. I could feel the strength in her waist as she moved quickly and occasionally used her labia to pinch my penis. I also noticed that her bed skills were exceptional.
As she repeatedly clamped me, one moment clamping and then suddenly releasing, it felt as if she was gently sucking with her mouth. It was incredibly pleasurable to be intimate with a woman who had such skilled sexual techniques. She then used her labia to forcefully clamp my penis for an extended period, causing me to ejaculate after a while.
As the semen flowed out, the penis was inside her. After I ejaculated, she didn’t let me pull it out. She wanted me to stay inside for a while. She enjoyed the warm sensation of being inside. Then I forcefully thrust my penis into her labia, and she moaned in pleasure. I never expected you to be so powerful, nor did I expect sex in the car to be so enjoyable. A sense of pride welled up inside me; it seemed that the advice from the expert really worked.
Last night, it was the first time I had sex in a car, and I never imagined it could be so romantic. It was truly refreshing and invigorating. Today, I called my online friend, and on the other end of the line, she complained, “You really are naughty, bullying me even in the car. You’ve made my thighs ache today.”
I am so excited about such an exciting event that I took time out today to write it down and share it with my friends. I hope those who have had sex in the car can share the happiness together.
