Do whatever you want in the car

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My aunt runs a breakfast shop called "Good Morning, Beautiful XX". After graduating from university, I went there to help out. The main customers are residents of this community, about 300 households. I'm 175cm tall and weigh 70kg, of medium to thin build, but still quite muscular.
She's 35 years old, a mother of two, about 166cm tall and weighs 55kg. Because of her height, she looks to have a great figure. Since she stays home to take care of the children, her skin is very fair, her eyes are big, her mouth is a little large, her lips are thin, and her cheeks are a bit fleshy, but her hands aren't fat, and her fingers are very slender. Her husband drives an Audi, so she's probably a wealthy wife.
Sometimes she calls every morning to buy breakfast for the two kids. Sometimes she doesn't call, so I call her to ask what she wants. Then she hurriedly takes her kids to school and leisurely sits in the shop eating her breakfast. Since most breakfast shops in the community cater to people rushing to work, very few people eat in the shop. Plus, after she picks up the kids and comes back, the rush hour is over, so she's not busy. Therefore, I often chat with her. She calls me handsome, and I call her beautiful. Over the past year, we've become quite familiar.
That day, the weather was overcast. After tidying up the shop in the afternoon, I decided to go for a walk at Zhuzihu Lake because I love potted plants and going to the mountains. Just as I was leaving the shop, I ran into her.
"Handsome, going on a date?" she said with a smile.
"Going for a walk at Zhuzihu Lake? Want to go on a date with me?" I replied playfully.
"Great! A date with a handsome guy? Of course!" she replied jokingly.
"Heh, you're not just kidding, are you really going?" I asked her doubtfully.
"Yeah, sure," she nodded.
We got into my not-so-new little van together. She always wore tight-fitting, slightly flared track pants, and because of the overcast weather, she was wearing the same tracksuit.
"It's been so long since I've had such a leisurely stroll," she said, gazing out the window with wide eyes.
"Really? You're lucky to have run into such a handsome guy," I joked.
"Yeah, and with a handsome guy too, I
'm so lucky," I teased. "It's only right to invite a beautiful woman out," I said.
We chatted like that the whole way. Her zipper was zipped up high, and her clothes were a bit tight, so when she fastened her seatbelt, her breasts were quite noticeable, probably a C or D cup. I deliberately glanced at her breasts in the rearview mirror on my right, which made my crotch a little hard. Luckily, I was wearing jeans, so it wasn't too obvious.
We finally arrived at Zhuzihu. Since it wasn't a holiday, there weren't many people, and even fewer cars. We parked anywhere and the two of us got out for a walk, looking at the flowers and fruits. We bought quite a few potted plants, fruits, and vegetables along the way. It didn't take long. We went back to the car, put our things away, and prepared to continue our journey.
"Since you rarely come out for a walk, and considering you're a beautiful woman, I'll take you somewhere else," I said.
"I'm already in your car, so you can do whatever you want," she replied jokingly, with a hint of joy.
"Okay, I can do whatever I want, no problem," I said with a smile.
We walked from Zhuzihu to Lengshuikeng. The scenery there was beautiful, and because the weather was overcast, we were surrounded by mist as soon as we got out of the car. There were no cars or people on the road. We walked together on the trail.
"It's so beautiful," she said, taking a deep breath as she looked around.
"Yeah, I used to come here alone occasionally."
"Come with me sometime when you have time," she said, then added with a smile, "if you don't mind."
"Haha, how could I mind having a beautiful woman with me?" I replied happily.
Because it was a bit chilly on the mountain, I noticed her arms were crossed over her chest, and she would occasionally shiver. Of course, my eyes didn't miss her noticeably prominent breasts.
"Are you cold?" I asked.
"A little chilly, but it's okay," she replied with a smile and raised eyebrows.
"Impressive, my hands are cold, and you're not cold?" I said, rubbing my hands together.
"Heh, my hands are cold too," she replied
, rubbing her hands in the same way. We stopped at a pavilion, gazing into the distance without speaking, but I noticed she was huddled up a bit. I deliberately rubbed my hands together and called out aloud. She turned around and smiled at me—a beautiful smile. After I finished rubbing my hands, I immediately placed her hands between mine and kept rubbing them, chanting, "I'm giving you warmth," trying to warm her hands. As I rubbed her hands, she echoed my chant, whether to ward off the chill or to avoid embarrassment, I don't know.
"Is it warmer?" I asked her after letting go.
"It seems to work," she replied with a smile.
Then I grabbed her hands and rubbed them together, then stopped rubbing and left them sandwiched between my hands without letting go. She didn't pull her hands away. At that moment, a lustful thought surfaced, and my crotch hardened again. I turned around behind her, placed her hands on her stomach, nestled between my arms, and hugged her tightly against my body.
"Is it warmer this way?" I asked her before she could react.
"Hehe," she seemed a little unsure what to say.
We just stood there without talking, tightly embracing each other. She didn't resist.
"Are we going to stand like this forever?" she asked.
I didn't answer, but leaned forward, bringing my face closer to hers, inhaling the scent of her hair.
"Beautiful," I whispered to her.
"Mmm," she responded, turning her head slightly.
As she turned, I kissed her cheek—cool, yet soft. She didn't move. I continued kissing her face, then used one hand to stroke her head towards me and kissed her lips. She responded, but I didn't use my tongue. Her thin lips were even more tender. My penis was completely hard, pressing against my jeans and causing a slight pain, but I didn't want to ruin the atmosphere. I turned her around, wrapped my arms around her waist, and her arms wrapped around my body. I kissed her again, and she not only responded but also opened her mouth. I instantly thrust my tongue into her mouth, and her tongue intertwined with mine. In this cool weather, her tongue felt especially warm. After a passionate kiss…
"Are we just going to stand here like this?" she suddenly blurted out.
"Oh," I replied. I led her to the car
. Once inside, I started the engine, turned on the heater, and then, holding her close with one hand and the other around her head, pulled her close, continuing our passionate kiss. She seemed to reciprocate, immediately responding to my tongue, and we kissed passionately again. My left hand continued to caress her breasts through her clothes. After a while, whether it was the heater or our excitement, we finally warmed up. At this point, she seemed very absorbed in my kisses and began to breathe heavily. I unzipped her top completely, revealing a round-neck t-shirt underneath. I lifted it up... I touched her clothes, caressed her body, touched her bra, then pulled it down, my hand caressing her breasts, fingers pinching her nipples. The car was getting warmer and warmer. I pulled the seat back, letting her lie on my lap, facing me. I lifted her clothes, pulled down her bra, revealing a pair of round, D-cup breasts. The nipples were prominent, but the areolas were small, also dark brown. I deeply kneaded her breasts, my hand sinking into her breasts. With my other hand, I pulled down her pants, revealing her slightly protruding belly and her very sexy panties—side-tied black panties, like erotic panties. I directly slipped my hand inside her panties.
My hand completely covered her pubic bone, pubic hair, and vulva, caressing her with my entire palm, then gently massaging her labia with my fingers. She closed her eyes and began to moan. Although she already had two children, her skin still felt incredibly smooth and delicate. Her vulva was already wet; my fingers were covered in her vaginal fluid. I inserted my fingers into her vagina. She cried out and then moaned loudly. My fingers remained inside her. My entire penis was painfully hard. I asked her to unzip my jeans and zipper. After she did... Holding my penis in her hand, she rubbed it while licking it with her tongue. Because of the position, it wasn't convenient to hold it in, so my fingers were constantly inserted into her vagina. She cried out louder and louder, and my hand thrust in faster and faster. She convulsed and screamed, my fingers feeling a hot, erotic sensation. I thought she had orgasmed. I pulled my fingers out, and she stopped moving, lying on my lap looking at me. I lifted her head and kissed her. The whole car smelled of sex. We both wiped our hands, got dressed, and then kissed deeply again. I drove her home.

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