Car sex after a date

I finally received her call. Her voice was soft on the phone: "Are you busy today? Come with me to driving school?" Hehe, of course I wouldn't refuse, and immediately said, "Okay, get ready in a bit, I'll come pick you up." I've wanted to date her for a long time. Actually, we did have a past. She's a nice person, beautiful, and generous. Although she's a little chubby, she's still one of those women with a good figure. She has a great personality, and more importantly, she's different from ordinary women. Even if you're in a relationship, she won't be clingy, and she won't constantly ask the man to buy her things. She's very financially independent. She's willing to be with you simply because she wants to, and she keeps her finances very separate. When you go out together, she never lets the man pay for everything. Even if I pay for a meal this time, she'll definitely pay next time. It's useless for you to earn money with her. Not to mention her own expenses. Whether it's buying clothes or things she needs, she pays for them herself. Even if she doesn't have enough money or doesn't have any with her, and I pay for it for her, she'll pay me back right away. I can't refuse her payment.

This kind of woman gives men a great feeling; at least it makes you feel that she's with you not for money or anything, but purely because of you as a person. Unlike some women, who, after a few dates, holding hands, and hugging, and then demanding things like, "You're the man, so you should pay," this woman is different. It's not that I can't afford it, but I don't like that feeling. It's like being treated like a fool, only going out with you to make you pay. I'm sure many experienced men have felt that way. She's different; she's an ideal, excellent choice for a lover.

Two years ago, we had sex twice, and I successfully slept with her, thanks to my planning.

One summer evening, after we went out for dinner, I didn't want to go home and wanted to find a quiet place to stay for a while. She agreed. Around 9 p.m., we left the restaurant and drove towards the suburbs. We found a road that was half under construction and there was no one around, so we parked the car. Then, at my urging, we both got out of the car and sat in the back seat. She leaned against me and said she wanted to rest for a while. Of course, I was more than happy to oblige, so I put my arm around her waist and started touching her. To be honest, I was so nervous at the time that my hands were shaking. She didn't resist too much and let my hands go inside her clothes and roam over her body.

Without really realizing it, I took off her bra and panties. I wanted to see her vagina, but she kept her legs tightly closed and wouldn't let me see. I had no choice but to say I wouldn't look and that I could just let my penis rest on her vagina for a while. She then opened her legs and placed my penis between them. I moved my penis up and down on the edge of her vagina, and soon she was very wet. Then I thrust in. She screamed and hugged me tightly. At that moment, I felt a mix of tension and excitement. I also felt that the space in the car was too small, and I couldn't muster any strength. I just wanted to thrust in and in. I felt soft and warm inside, and she was moaning. This made me even more excited. I just kept thrusting and pumping. I don't know how long it lasted, but I think it was only about 10 minutes.

During my intense thrusting, I felt myself about to ejaculate. At that moment, she cried out nervously, "Don't ejaculate inside!" I immediately pulled out, a wave of pleasure washing over me, and I ejaculated all over my hand and her leg. There was also some semen on the car mat. We quickly grabbed some tissues to wipe it away. Because of the heat and the force of the thrusting, a thick layer of fog formed on the car windows, making it impossible to see inside from the outside, and vice versa.

Because of the tension, we quickly got dressed, wiped the fog off the windows, and drove off. She didn't say a word the whole way until we reached her apartment building. She then said, "Make sure you clean up the used tissues in the car, so your wife doesn't see them," and got out to go home.

Then the next day, and the day after that, she wouldn't answer my calls. Even when we met downstairs, she'd just walk away without saying a word. I was at my wit's end. So I started texting her every single day, even searching for jokes online and sending her one every morning at 10 am. This went on for about a month. Finally, she started talking to me again, and we even greeted each other downstairs. Later, I asked her if she'd read my texts every day. She said, "Of course I read them! I read what you say on QQ every day, I just don't want to reply."

Haha, everything was fine, our relationship was normal again. Just when I thought everything was alright, another small problem arose: she wouldn't go out alone with me at night anymore, she wouldn't give me that chance. This really worried me. Honestly, she really enjoyed it. One time wasn't enough! My goal was to cultivate her into a long-term lover, a casual sex partner, not just someone I planned to have sex with once and be done with. I had no choice but to think of something else, to create opportunities. Sigh.

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