The old lover in the car

Once, after a class reunion, it was still early, and everyone said they wanted to go out and have some more fun. We, on the same wavelength, made an excuse to slip away. I drove her to a remote, sparsely populated suburb instead of taking her home. We kissed passionately in the car. I roughly pulled off her clothes, unhooked her bra, and greedily kissed her breasts. They weren't very big. She moaned softly, that familiar moaning sound. I wasn't as careful as I used to be. I reached straight into her panties and touched her already wet labia. My fingers went in. Her vagina was so soft and resilient. I started to dig in hard, two fingers, three fingers. She cried out wildly, her cries growing louder. I didn't care anymore. I pulled down her pants and then my own, down to my knees. Just as I was about to enter her, she grabbed my head and hair, saying irrationally, "Why didn't you show up sooner? Where were you?" She started crying, crying so hard, her fists hitting me. A pang of pain shot through me. It turned out we still loved each other. I couldn't continue. We just sat there awkwardly, silently. She put on her clothes and began to tell me about her life. I listened quietly, smoking. She talked about her husband, saying they were very happy when they first got married. Every time her husband came back from a business trip, he would rush home and have sex with her without even taking off his clothes. But after a while, her husband lost interest in sex, and they wouldn't have sex for a month or two. Sometimes she would cry in distress and masturbate. I held her tightly, heartbroken, unable to say a word. Her husband called, urging her to come home, so I took her home. On the way home, she asked me if I really wanted her. I said yes, I had a few years ago, and even more so now. She said she was waiting for her call. I said okay, and took her home, then went home too.
Life seemed normal, busy with work every day, but I waited anxiously for her call. Was I making a mistake? Was I letting her make a mistake? The phone rang. She said she had time on Saturday night, and that I should go take a shower that afternoon. She wanted to give me this Saturday. I excitedly agreed repeatedly. Saturday arrived, and in the afternoon I took a shower, picked her up from the bathhouse where she bathed, had a quick meal outside, and then drove to that place again. I was afraid to go to a hotel, worried about being arrested by the police or running into acquaintances. This time, however, I was really going to have her, and the initial impulse was gone. I smoked, avoiding eye contact as we chatted. Then, I steeled myself, threw away the cigarette, and leaned close to her, looking into her eyes. Her eyes told me she longed for me, she needed me. We hugged tightly, kissing each other passionately, and I slowly caressed her... Shoulders, arms, she wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing her earlobe, her favorite spot. I slowly licked her earlobe with my tongue, reaching down to touch her breasts, my fingers constantly playing with her nipples. She moaned softly. I unbuckled her belt, pulled down the edge of her panties, and slipped my hand inside. Her pubic hair was thick; she wasn't the little girl she used to be. My fingers teased her labia, my middle finger gently rubbing her clitoris. She was a sensitive woman; she cried out, her juices flowing freely, so much so that it wet my fingers.
She started grabbing my penis, gently rubbing it through my pants. I was already rock hard, so I unbuckled my belt, revealing my already impatient member, and brought it to her mouth. Without hesitation, she took it in, her little tongue teasing my nerves. My penis felt like it was about to burst from her ministrations. I couldn't resist wrapping my arms around her back, sliding my fingers down her buttocks and into her vagina, bending and pressing them against the vaginal walls. She said she wasn't very sensitive and didn't need too much stimulation. Indeed, she was constantly wet with vaginal fluid. Her face was slightly flushed as she looked at me and said, "Come in, I can't take it anymore." So I put her on a chair and pressed her onto the "makeshift bed," rubbing her clitoris with my swollen, purplish glans. She grabbed my penis, looking at me with fiery eyes, and tried to shove it inside. I had already lost all sense of reason, and without hesitation, I thrust in, all the way to the bottom. She let out a loud "Ah!" in pleasure; the feeling of penetration was truly amazing.
Without hesitation, I began thrusting in and out, the sounds of our bodies slapping against each other echoing with her wanton cries. The entire car was filled with lewd moans and groans. We changed positions, but unfortunately, Xiaoxin didn't know the woman-on-top position, so we had to go in from behind. To my delight, although her breasts were small, her buttocks were incredibly beautiful and perfectly sized. Looking at her snow-white buttocks, I reached in and squeezed them hard a couple of times. I mounted her, gripping her buttocks with both hands, and quickly thrust in and out a dozen times before plunging in deeply and forcefully. She seemed to have been in a long time, crying out in ecstasy, no longer just moaning, but shouting with abandon. I was also stimulated by her cries and quickly thrust in and out, shallow and deep. Suddenly, she stopped holding onto the back seat and leaned over it, grabbing my hands tightly behind her back. Her cries were rapid, and her body trembled slightly. I knew she had orgasmed, and I was excited to ejaculate. Just as I was about to pull out and ejaculate, she cried out, "Don't come out, just ejaculate inside!" I lost my mind. My throbbing penis pressed against her vaginal walls, and several streams of hot semen shot deep inside her. I lay on her back, panting heavily. She excitedly said, "You were so fast! How can you be so good?" I pretended to be angry and said, "I already knew that when you asked me to do it years ago." We
wiped ourselves with tissues from the car, not rushing to put on our clothes. We lay down on the car seats. I smoked, and she climbed over and leaned on my shoulder. We chatted, her little hands constantly stroking my penis. After a while, seeing that it was getting a little aroused, she asked me if we could do it again. I said, "Sure, it depends on your skills." She buried her head and started giving me oral sex. She was quite skilled. After a while, I got up again and released on her body. Then we got dressed, drove straight to buy emergency contraception, and she took it. From then on, we always wore condoms during sex, afraid of getting pregnant.

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