Reunion in the car climax

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In March 2011, Zhiqing, out of curiosity, logged onto a dating website. With her elegant and beautiful appearance, she naturally received a lot of messages from men who wanted to get to know her. I was one of them.
Perhaps Zhiqing felt that my messages were more sincere, because we quickly became very close. We became pen pals, sharing our lives, thoughts, and feelings through letters every day. She was indeed a poet; her letters were always long, and her beautiful words always made me feel happy.
I was completely captivated by this beautiful woman, and I longed to meet her someday, and perhaps even take things further. However, I wasn't in a hurry to ask her out, because I thought that as long as we chatted for a long time, we would naturally meet. Besides, I could sense from Zhiqing's writing that she had feelings for me.
However, just two weeks after we met, Zhiqing wrote to me:
"I went out to dinner with an online friend today. He was the first online friend to ask me out. At first, I declined several times because we weren't very familiar with each other and I felt it would be awkward to meet like that. But I've never been good at saying no, so I was persuaded. I originally just wanted to have coffee, but there was a long line at Starbucks, so we went to a casual eatery next door. Since he works in finance, we started talking about financial management. Later, we even went to see a movie... It was actually quite fun. I wonder if it's because I haven't gone on a date in a long time?"
I thought to myself, "Oh no, my 'patience' has been beaten to the punch by someone else."
But I decided to hold back for now and talk to Zhiqing as a good friend to understand her experience and thoughts on dating. Zhiqing told me everything honestly. Three days later, Zhiqing wrote in her letter:
"I rejected that guy after two meetings. But I only passively ignored his phone. I'm still wondering how to respond without hurting him, because he's been so eager!"
I breathed a sigh of relief and suggested that Zhiqing should clearly reject him. However, Zhiqing couldn't bring herself to say it and decided to remain casual friends.
I started thinking that it was probably time to ask Zhiqing to meet up, just in case things got complicated. But I was still waiting for the right moment because we lived in different cities. After a month of corresponding, her reply frequency suddenly increased. Sometimes it would take several days to receive a reply, but she always said she was busy. Then, after mid-April, she suddenly stopped replying. I wrote a few letters to inquire, but still received no response, so I gave up waiting.
Three months later, I suddenly received another letter from Zhiqing. She wrote:
"I'm sorry, I was busy and didn't check my mail every day, so the letters piled up like sand, burying yours several pages behind. Three months! Is everything the same? My work is going well, and my stage is getting bigger and bigger; love, on the other hand, isn't going so smoothly, and it has a lot to do with what I want???"
Receiving her letter was a bit of a surprise. But from her letter, it seemed that her three-month disappearance meant she had started dating. Later, in her next letter, she told me that her boyfriend was only a year older than her, and that there seemed to be some friction between them. But I can't remember why our correspondence stopped at that one letter. I can't find my reply record, and I can't remember why I stopped writing to her.
My online relationship with Zhiqing didn't seem to have anything special about it. Over the years, I've actually long forgotten what she looks like, and my memory of ever knowing her is also vague. The story should have ended long ago, but five years later, in mid-February 2016, I suddenly came across our correspondence. After reading it, I thought it had been five years, and she must have been married and had children by now, but I still casually wrote her a letter: "Long time no see, how are you?"
The next day, I received a reply from Zhiqing: "I'm fine! How about you? I'm still teaching, mainly tutoring now. The work is easy, a bit close to retirement... I'm still single! There are people taking care of me, but he's not the right person for me right now. How about you? How's your work, life, and love life?"
Then, we quickly exchanged Lines and added each other on Facebook. It was then that I realized she had been on my Facebook friend suggestion list for years, but because she changed her name later, I hadn't realized it was her. From her Facebook photos, I noticed she had become more mature and charming, even more captivating than before. It was also at this point that she told me she had never seen my photos, so I sent her a few.
We resumed our correspondence, and even more so than before. It felt like old friends reuniting after a long separation, eager to share every detail of the past five years. So we wrote to each other frequently and with great care.
In those five years, Zhiqing had several boyfriends, and her current boyfriend was already breaking up with her. Perhaps I had appeared at the right time? Shortly before my reappearance, Zhiqing went to a fortune teller, who said her true love would soon appear, and that this person was to her north, coming to her without her having to search. My circumstances and the timing of my appearance made Zhiqing vaguely believe that I was the person the fortune teller had described.
Corresponding with Zhiqing fueled my adrenaline; I couldn't wait to see her. I guessed Zhiqing also longed to see me. So we agreed to meet when we had exchanged 100 letters. Zhiqing initially thought this might be several months away, but with my diligent writing, we reached our goal quickly, in late March.
So we arranged to meet at the end of March. That day, I drove to her apartment building to pick her up. Zhiqing was wearing a white lace-trimmed blouse, jeans, and a dark blue jacket. The first time I saw her, I immediately thought of Liu Shishi; their looks and demeanor were very similar, and she was truly beautiful. After picking her up, I drove straight to Sun Moon Lake, as Zhiqing had already booked a restaurant at the Sun Moon Lake Resort. Unlike other online friends I'd met before, Zhiqing wasn't shy at all. She was very poised and confident on our first meeting, and along the way, she kept telling me about her experiences over the past five years. She seemed very innocent and joyful.
It was a Wednesday, and we were the only two dining at the Sun Moon Lake Resort, so we had a very enjoyable conversation. After dinner, we strolled along the shore of Sun Moon Lake. She had originally planned to rush back to her tutoring class that evening, but perhaps she cherished the time we spent together, so she called to cancel her class, giving us more time to take a boat trip on the lake.
After this memorable date, I realized I had truly fallen for her and was looking forward to taking things further. After returning home, I wrote her a letter:
"After five years, we finally met! Perhaps it was fate that destined us to get to know each other again at this moment. I used to wonder how deep our connection was, and how far it could go. Five years ago, I felt our connection was shallow, so we lost touch. Today, five years later, our connection has reopened. How deep will it be this time? Definitely much deeper than five years ago. So we met!
You must be wondering how I felt after we met, right?
I think you are a very charming girl. When your long hair is down, you have a modern beauty. When you tie your hair up, you exude a classic beauty. Whether modern or classic, you attract my attention equally. Your personality is a bit innocent and cute, and you are also very lively and cheerful. You give me a very relaxed and comfortable feeling.
Reading this letter, don't you feel a sweet warmth in your heart?" Also, I want to tell you a secret, which is: I miss you~”
Zhiqing replied: “Reading your letter feels very much like being with you in person. Thinking back to five years ago, you were my only pen pal. Deep down, I felt that only by persisting in communicating in this way could we have a certain degree of ‘true love.’ In
my past experience, after meeting in person, the two of us rarely communicated anymore, almost none at all. So, the fact that you are still willing to continue writing to me warms my heart.
Let me tell you, what kind of feeling do I get from you? You give me the same feeling as in your letters and every message you leave on Line: steady, generous, cautious, responsible, and carefree.
It’s a blessing to be missed by you.”
Two days later, on a Friday afternoon, I made a last-minute appointment to meet Zhiqing, and she readily agreed. The moment Zhiqing stepped into my car that day, my heart skipped a beat again, because she looked so beautiful, and her appearance was slightly different from the day before. We went to a coffee shop for coffee, and then went to see the Space Theater together. Walking with her, I kept having the urge to hold her hand, but I didn't dare to be impulsive, unsure if she would accept it. Finally, when we were crossing the street on our way back, I mustered the courage to take her hand. Thankfully, she didn't reject me! Holding her hand as we walked, my heart was filled with sweetness and happiness.
Later, in her letter, she wrote:
Thank you for the wonderful time you've given me. From the moment I met you until now, you've always been just as I imagined, like the person I'd always dreamed of—gentle and mature.
Actually, I really like time to feel like it's been "stolen." For example, when you come to see me, we only have 2.5 hours together, but I feel like those 2.5 hours are a "luxury" in my life (something I shouldn't have had, yet I have it), so it's stolen.
People cherish these fleeting moments especially because meeting is difficult, space is difficult, time is difficult, encountering is difficult, and the thrill is difficult—the light, the wind, the temperature… The scene had to be just right.
How difficult is it to achieve that perfect balance? It's not so much that you say I'm exceptional, but rather that you want to praise me in the same way. When we appreciate each other, we shine because of each other's compliments. Thank you for your praise. Seeing you must have been a joyful experience, just like the youthful feeling I gave you. Like you, I enjoy heart-to-heart talks, reminiscing, and I love your gentle, unhurried nature.
However, the timing of your hand-holding was a bit too hasty!
I've always felt that the most beautiful moments between men and women lie in this mutual testing of feelings—liking each other but unsure of the other's intentions. Often, a single word from the other person that seems to indicate affection can cause a long period of excitement. At that moment, I sensed Zhiqing's affection for me, but I wasn't sure if it had reached the level of love.
In early April, I was busy with an important project. Zhiqing kept encouraging me in her letter, and I told her, "If I can finish it in a week, shouldn't you give me a reward?"
Zhiqing asked, "What kind of reward do you want?"
I said, "I want a kiss from you."
Zhiqing said, "Okay, to encourage you, I'll agree."
To earn this reward, I naturally worked day and night and successfully finished it in a week. I was just waiting to receive the reward from Zhiqing when we met next.
My next meeting with Zhiqing was on April 15th, a Friday, and it was drizzling. I had asked her to meet me on short notice that morning. We had lunch together first, and then went to the Golden Class at Warner Village Show to watch a movie. There were only the two of us in the entire theater. I held her hand while watching the movie, and I felt quite romantic. Later, we walked in the rain under an umbrella, and I naturally put my arm around her shoulder, which Zhiqing didn't object to. When we got back to the car, I said, "I want to collect the reward you promised, is that okay?"
Zhiqing asked, "Now? In the car?"
I said, "Yes, we can go to the back seat together."
So we went to the back seat. We were sitting there, trying to create a kissing atmosphere, but we ended up laughing. After the funny moment passed, I suggested that Zhiqing lie on my lap. I gently stroked her face and saw her close her eyes and enjoy it. Suddenly, I couldn't help but lean down and gently kiss her lips. At this moment, Zhiqing opened her eyes and looked at me: "Hey, how could you steal a kiss from me?"
I laughed and said, "Because it was the perfect time, place, and people!" After saying that, I kissed her lips again, this time not gently, but passionately. Zhiqing was infected by my passion and slowly joined in. She slightly parted her lips so that my tongue could slip in and intertwine with hers. While we were kissing passionately, my restless hands began to explore her body. Then, my palm, through her clothes, pressed against her breast. Zhiqing shyly tried to push my hand away, but ultimately couldn't resist my persistence and instead began to enjoy my caresses.
My hand slipped inside Zhiqing's clothes, pulled aside her bra, and my palm smoothly rested on her left breast. Zhiqing's breasts weren't large, only a B cup, but they were quite smooth and soft. I flicked her nipple with my fingers, and Zhiqing immediately let out a seductive moan, a truly alluring sound.
Although my car was parked in a parking lot, the rain outside was heavy, so we didn't have to worry about anyone seeing us inside the car or hearing Zhiqing's moans, so we relaxed and indulged in our flirtation. Suddenly, Zhiqing asked,
"Is your penis hard?"
I said, "Of course, why don't you feel it yourself?"
Without any shame, Zhiqing reached through my pants and touched my penis. "Really, it's hard!"
I said, "Hearing your seductive moans, how could I not get hard?"
Looking at Zhiqing's expression, I could sense she was anticipating me taking things further. But I checked the time; I had to rush home, especially since she had a tutoring class that evening. I somewhat dampened her spirits, saying, "I feel like continuing, but you have class later, and I have to go home too. Can I take you home now?"
Zhiqing pouted and said, "You've teased me like this… I don't want you to go home, I want to devour you!"
I said, "I want to too, but don't you have a tutoring class?"
Zhiqing said coquettishly, "You can call to cancel the tutoring class."
I hadn't expected Zhiqing to be so proactive; now it was my turn to be in a difficult position. I hugged her and comforted her, saying, "Go to class obediently today. We'll have more time to meet next time, and then I'll let you 'eat' me properly."
Zhiqing slapped me and said, "You're so annoying! Who wants to eat you?"
I innocently said, "You just said you wanted to eat me."
Zhiqing suddenly became sad and tears streamed down her face:
"I never seem to meet a good man. Will you really love me properly?"
I wiped away Zhiqing's tears and said tenderly, "I will. I will love you properly. I'm sincere about you."
Zhiqing sobbed, "Don't lie to me. I long for a home..."
I said firmly, "I won't lie to you. Wait for me for three years. I won't let you down."
Zhiqing finally smiled through her tears, wrapped her arms around me, rested her head on my shoulder, and said, "Honey, you're so good to me. I love you."
Hearing Zhiqing call me "honey" for the first time, I started calling her "wife" too. So we kissed passionately, and my hands roamed over her body again. Then I slipped my hand inside her clothes, my palm directly against her soft, smooth breasts, caressing them. I gently pinched her nipple with my right thumb and forefinger, and gradually I felt it harden. Although our lips were still pressed tightly together, under my teasing, Zhiqing was already letting out soft moans from time to time.
"Ah...ah...hum...um..."
Then Zhiqing said proactively, "Honey, I can't take it anymore, I really want it now."
I said, "Now? Or should we go to a motel now?"
Zhiqing: "Um...I want it now."
After saying that, Zhiqing reached over and unzipped my pants. Although I was also intoxicated with passion, I had never done it outdoors before, and although I still felt a little unsafe in the car.
I said, "Wait a minute, this isn't private enough, let's drive a little further in."
I slipped my hand inside her skirt and quickly pulled down her panties. I noticed they were already soaking wet; Zhiqing's cunt must be dripping wet, waiting for my touch. Then, I pulled out my already hard penis and ordered Zhiqing to straddle my lap.
Zhiqing grasped my penis, aimed it at her cunt, and sat down. Sure enough, her cunt was very slippery, and my penis slid in smoothly. But Zhiqing still exclaimed, "Ah...it's so big!"
Although Zhiqing's vagina was very slippery, I could feel how tight it was, gripping my penis tightly. Her cervix was sucking and releasing, drawing in my sensitive glans, which felt incredibly stimulating.
Zhiqing began to move up and down passionately, and as she rocked on top of me, I thrust my penis upwards in rhythm with her. Her long hair swayed, and her wanton, satisfied expression gave me both visual and physical stimulation.
Because we were outdoors, I felt that Zhiqing was deliberately lowering the volume of her moans, but she still occasionally let out passionate groans.
"Ah...ah...hum...um..."
A few minutes later, Zhiqing was close to climaxing. She suddenly sat down tightly, swaying her hips so that my penis was pressed against her clitoris, grinding rapidly. Then she cried out slightly louder:
"Ah...ah...husband...so good...I'm going to climax..."
After Zhiqing climaxed, my penis was still inside her, but she was no longer moving, hugging me, limply resting her head on my shoulder, panting heavily. I playfully shook my penis inside her, continuing to stimulate her.
Zhiqing said coquettishly: "I'm so tired, I can't move."
I said: "You're already satisfied, but I'm not."
After saying that, I helped Zhiqing up, letting her vagina briefly detach from my penis. I made her lean on the tree trunk, standing with her buttocks raised high. I lifted her short skirt up to her waist, revealing her full, white buttocks facing me. I gripped my penis and thrust in again. This position allowed me to feel her vagina gripping my shaft tightly.
I held her buttocks with both hands and thrust my hips rapidly, pumping my penis in and out of her. Zhiqing's wet, hot vaginal walls brushed against my sensitive glans, the pleasure indescribable. My thrusts started slowly, then quickened, culminating in a series of frenzied, powerful thrusts. This wild thrusting made Zhiqing moan lasciviously:
"Husband, you're so good at fucking... It feels so good... Ah... Ah..."
"Oh... Faster... So good... Don't stop..."
"Ah... Ah... Husband... Yes... That's it... Ah..."
"Ah... Husband, fuck me... Fuck me harder... Harder..."
"Ah... Faster... Ah... I can't take it anymore... Ah."
We continued like this for another ten minutes or so. I felt she was close to orgasm, and I started to feel my own climax coming. I sped up, and shortly after her second orgasm, I was about to ejaculate too. I pulled out my penis and, with a shout, ejaculated my thick semen onto her buttocks.
Zhiqing: "Honey, why didn't you ejaculate inside? I wanted you to ejaculate inside!"
I said, "I was afraid you'd get pregnant."
Zhiqing: "I'm in my safe period now."
I said, "You didn't say so earlier, otherwise I would have wanted to ejaculate inside too."
Later, we tidied up and drove quickly to the Mulan Motel. As soon as we entered the motel, we kissed passionately, like a bolt of lightning striking a prairie fire. While we kissed passionately, my hands peeled off all her clothes and mine, layer by layer.
This was the first time I had seen Zhiqing's naked body. I sat on the edge of the bed, and Zhiqing stood between my legs. I carefully examined her beautiful body. Although Zhiqing's breasts weren't large, her areolas were pink, and her nipples were small. Zhiqing's waist was very slender; at 162 centimeters tall, she weighed only 43 kilograms. I looked down and saw Zhiqing's secret garden. Her pubic hair was quite thick, but she had trimmed it neatly. I reached out and touched her vulva, finding that her labia were also quite thick, but the color was pale.
Suddenly, I stood up, picked her up, and said, "Let's take a shower together."
In the bathroom, I squeezed out some shower gel and slowly rubbed it on Zhiqing's body, spending most of the time washing her vulva. Sometimes I would run my fingers over her labia, sometimes I would rub her clitoris. As I washed her like this, Zhiqing immediately started moaning. Later, she also carefully held my erect penis and slowly rubbed it, which felt incredibly good.
After rinsing off all the soap, Zhiqing suddenly squatted down. She first gently held my penis and stroked it back and forth, then she simply opened her mouth and sucked on the inside of my penis. My penis was being tightly sucked by her lips, which felt incredibly good. Zhiqing gently circled her tongue around the glans, licking, sucking, and sliding it up and down. I groaned softly in pleasure, and her hands occasionally teased my testicles and stroked my thighs. I thoroughly enjoyed it all. Then, I pressed Zhiqing's hair down and began thrusting my hips, gently pumping her mouth in and out like a vagina.
Zhiqing had probably never been pumped like this before; she made soft moaning sounds, and her saliva dripped onto my penis. This action gave me a great sense of conquest, but I knew Zhiqing probably wouldn't feel too good, so I stopped after only a minute or two.
Without drying each other with a towel, still soaking wet, I picked Zhiqing up again, put her on the bed, and immediately pressed myself against her. I kissed her passionately from head to toe. Sometimes Zhiqing laughed out loud from my kisses, and when I kissed her breasts and nipples, she kept moaning:
"Mmm...hum...husband, you're so good at kissing...oh...so exciting."
Later, my tongue finally reached Zhiqing's vaginal opening, sliding back and forth there. Zhiqing's vaginal fluid kept seeping out of her opening, and I used my tongue to lick the slightly sweet nectar into my mouth. When I focused my attention on teasing her clitoris, Zhiqing was no longer as restrained as she had been outdoors. She cried out loudly and passionately, her voice growing louder and louder.
"Husband...so exciting...ah...hum...I'm about to climax again..."
Then Zhiqing's body spasmed, and she climaxed. At this moment, Zhiqing was no longer as innocent as she appeared. In bed, she was a complete slut. With a wanton expression, she said,
"Husband... hurry up and fuck me... my pussy is so itchy... hurry up and fuck me with your big cock..."
Seeing Zhiqing's thirsty appearance, I didn't want to disappoint her, so I spread her legs, grasped my hard penis, and first slid it back and forth on her labia a few times, then suddenly I thrust it all the way in towards her entrance. Zhiqing's face immediately showed a look of surprise and satisfaction: "Ah... it's so deep!"
After inserting, I didn't rush to thrust, but instead lay on top of her and kissed her lips, while slowly rotating and grinding my penis deep inside her. This made my penis feel tightly sucked by her vagina, and at the same time, I felt a tingling sensation on the glans. At first, Zhiqing also felt that my gentle grinding made her feel very comfortable and beautiful.
But after only a few minutes, such gentleness was no longer enough for her. Zhiqing moaned seductively, "Husband...you're making me even itchier...it's so uncomfortable...please fuck me harder!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she began to writhe her hips, indicating her desire! So I began to thrust deeply into her warm, tight vagina! Zhiqing's vagina was so tight and tender; during the thrusting, I felt an intense tingling sensation.
I thrust relentlessly, each stroke penetrating to the very end. Zhiqing cried out wildly,
"Ah...so good...husband...you're killing me...ah..."
Hearing Zhiqing's wanton moans, I hoisted her legs onto my shoulders and increased the speed of my thrusts. My vigorous penetration had left me drenched in sweat. Zhiqing continued to moan with satisfaction:
"Mmm...yes...yes...husband, you're so good...this feels even better...I...I can't take it anymore..."
With each thrust, copious amounts of vaginal fluid overflowed from her. I looked down at my penis, which was covered in white, sticky fluid. I thrust harder and harder, faster and stronger, until Zhiqing's moans were almost hysterical.
I knew Zhiqing was close to climaxing, and I felt it was almost time too. I unleashed another torrent of frenzied thrusts. Zhiqing's body tensed, her hands gripping my arms, her body trembling. Her vagina contracted sharply deep inside. At the same moment of her climax, I couldn't resist the intense pleasure either. With a roar, a gush of hot semen shot out, shooting deep into Zhiqing's core.
After ejaculating, I lay weakly on Zhiqing, panting heavily. Zhiqing said with a mixture of satisfaction and tenderness, "Honey, you were so good! I felt so good inside you."
Then she added, "Honey, let's rest for a bit, then we'll do it again later."
I smiled wryly and said, "Okay," but in my heart I thought, "Oh no, she's going to drain me dry from now on."

[The End]

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