If you can't have sex in a hotel room, then have sex in a car.

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I had been eagerly anticipating Tuesday, and it finally arrived. I woke her up at 9 a.m. because I had things to do in the afternoon, which I could only finish in the morning. Women are so slow; she said she would get up and get ready at 9:15, but it wasn't until after 10:15 that we finished.
We drove to her building, and after she got in the car, I asked her, knowing the answer already, "Where are we going?" She was very shy, probably never having done this with a man other than her husband before. Actually, I was quite nervous too. We usually go to hotels at night, not so early in the morning. Anyway, I drove past two budget hotels, but she seemed too embarrassed to go in. Oh no, was this another bad idea? I was getting a little annoyed, so I suggested we go our separate ways. I even dropped her off at her apartment complex, and she got out of the car. I was still unwilling to give up, so I called her back into the car and said we'd chat. Then we drove to our usual park. Actually, I had a specific purpose in mind. There's a Home Inn in the park, so I parked near a flowerbed not far from it. Since it was almost noon, there weren't many people around, just a few old men playing croquet in the nearby area. Grandparents, parents, and children were strolling in the park. At first, I just sat in the front row, holding her, chatting, and kissing her. But I couldn't resist anymore, so I started pinching her buttocks and breasts. She was wearing a loose-fitting denim mini-dress, and I easily ran my fingers up her smooth legs to her inner thighs. But she was very tight-fitting, not letting me touch her private parts. I knew she couldn't stand being touched like that. So I said I'd go sit in the back because it was too crowded in the front. I sat in the back, holding her from behind, teasing her relentlessly. She couldn't resist me and came to the back too. That's when it was my turn. I started caressing her in various ways, from her feet down her legs to her groin, and I even started licking her. I licked her calves, then her thighs, and from her lips to her neck, licking and blowing on them. She was clearly starting to lose control. In that moment of ecstasy, I quickly pulled her onto me, pressing my large penis against her genitals. We swayed together, pressed tightly against each other. Even through several layers of pants, she was clearly stimulated by my hardness and began to moan. Seeing my chance, I quickly used my hands, mouth, and tongue, leaving fingerprints and saliva all over her body. I occasionally ran my fingers over her genitals; her panties were already wet. During this time, she was indeed aroused to the point of exhaustion. I suggested we go to a hotel and I'd call her when it was ready, but unfortunately, there was a water and power outage, so I couldn't get a room. I went back to... Once in the car, I started the engine, turned on the air conditioning, and covered the windshield with the sun visor. The young woman looked around to see if anyone was passing by. While she was looking around, I instantly ripped off her floral panties and threw them aside. I was determined to have her today. At that moment, I really felt how wonderful it was to have a big car. It was really cramped in the back seat, so I could only let her ride on top of me. I had already pulled down my pants, and my penis was erect. I rubbed it against her private parts a couple of times, feeling the moisture, and then with a splash, I thrust it all the way into that mysterious cave. Even if someone found out, I was going to have fun today. Actually, there are only a few positions you can do in a car. I chose the easier one: woman on top! My body trembled uncontrollably as I felt his penis thrusting forcefully. The young woman moved in rhythm with her, but her eyes were constantly scanning our surroundings for passersby. If anyone did, she would immediately tell me to stop, clinging to me tightly and squeezing me firmly with her vagina. Once no one was around, she would ride me wildly, almost breaking me several times. Luckily, her vagina was already overflowing with fluid, allowing her to slip inside me each time
. In broad daylight, in the park, having sex in a car—it was so exciting! I'd had sex in a car with my ex-girlfriend before, but doing it late at night, on a secluded side street, and being so open about it today, really elevated the excitement level several notches. During that thrusting, I said I was going to cum, and asked if I could cum inside. She said I could cum on her car. I said I'd wear a condom, and pulled one out of my pocket. She said I didn't need one. Of course, real flesh feels so different from being wrapped in plastic. Anyway, you don't want me to wear one, and my period only lasts a day or two, so it's fine. I tossed the condom aside, held her, and made my final thrusts. Her moans in my ear amplified the pleasure. "I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum," I told her, and then I hugged her tightly, thrusting hard into her vagina. My throbbing subsided, and I ejaculated—I felt a huge amount. I felt myself pressing firmly against her vagina, then I grabbed a tissue and slowly pulled out my penis, which was covered in fluid—my semen and her bodily fluids. She exclaimed, "Wow, you've got a lot!" She pressed the tissue against her vagina and squatted on the seat. The scene was so lewd. It took her a long time to wipe the semen clean before she started tidying her clothes. She said a car had just stopped behind her, and a man and woman had gotten into the back seat. I said, "We're kindred spirits!" and let her continue tidying herself up in the back seat while I went to the driver's seat and drove off. I casually tossed the tissue, still soaked with fluid, onto the flowerbed. Although it's wrong to do this, please allow me to indulge myself just this once. The sense of accomplishment from ejaculating inside a married woman, a mother of a four-year-old—I think only those who have tried it can understand. If she were taller and prettier, it would be even more perfect! Alright, an imperfect life is what suits us losers. If you're really a rich and handsome guy, you don't need to wait a year to get a married woman. You can easily have a bunch of girls throwing themselves at you, being a groom every day and a bride every night!

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