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mature women who were drunk and having sex in a car 

I added this mature woman on a dating app on the 25th. Don't think I'm advertising; it's just the truth. I hadn't been able to hook up with anyone on the app before, which is why I uninstalled and deleted it. I guess I was having a lucky streak those few days, so it was easy to arrange a meeting. This woman was a bit straightforward: she had marital problems, her husband didn't live in the city, and she often suffered from insomnia. On the app, she was listed as 38 years old. It's not easy for someone from the city to not have to drive long distances anymore. Her photos looked decent. She was very open-minded and didn't mind making suggestive remarks. Later, we switched to WeChat and started voice chatting. I guess she was interested too. In the middle of the night, I suggested I come to her place, but she said her daughter was at home and she couldn't go out, so she just wanted to chat and went to sleep.

Around 11 PM on the 26th, she suddenly messaged me asking what I was doing. I said I was soaking my feet and getting ready for bed. She said she had drunk too much and asked if I wanted her to come pick her up. I told her to send me her location. I changed my clothes and went out. When I got there, I texted her. A little while later, I saw her coming out of the karaoke bar. I honked the horn, and she got in, reeking of alcohol. She leaned on my shoulder and said she wanted to sleep. She looked pretty much like her photos, just a bit older. I later asked her, and she said she was born in 1978. She was drunk and wanted me to pick her up. It was obviously like offering myself up, so I didn't ask her anything and just took her home. She fell asleep on my shoulder. When we were almost at my apartment complex, she asked me where I was. I said we were almost home. She said she wasn't going to my place, that she needed to go back and cook a late-night snack for her daughter. I thought she was joking and kept driving. Then she actually tried to open the car door, which scared me, so I quickly asked her where she lived and offered to take her home. When we got to her apartment complex, seeing how drunk she was, I wasn't really interested in sex anymore. I'd been having sex too frequently the past few days, so I didn't really feel like it.

When we got out of the car, she asked me to hug her, so I did. She kissed me, and I didn't hold back. Seeing no one around, I reached inside and touched her breasts; her nipples were large. Then I reached into her underwear; they were wet. She said, "Let's sit in the car a little longer." I understood what she meant. In the back seat, she kept kissing and touching me. She was eager to pull down my pants; I felt like she was going to have sex with me. I said, "This isn't okay, right at the entrance of the complex." She said, "Then drive in and into the underground parking garage." Once inside, we parked in a dimly lit corner, and she quickly stripped naked, pulling down one leg of her pants. We started having sex. She was a mature woman who had just had a C-section; the scar on her stomach was quite scary. She liked to bite; her teeth felt very sharp. Her vagina was loose and wet. We ejaculated inside her without a condom. I had planned to take her home, so I didn't bring a condom, another unsafe experience. The first thing I did when I got home was rush to the bathroom to shower. To be honest, I really don't like having sex in a car. The space is cramped, and I don't find it very exciting. After half an hour of struggling in the car, I was covered in sweat, barely managing to get it done. I felt fine, so I wiped myself with a tissue. She had actually fallen asleep hugging a pillow. I got out of the car to get some fresh air, smoked a cigarette, rested for a while, then woke her up, told her to put on some clothes so she wouldn't catch a cold, and then quickly took her home while she was still a little more awake.

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