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Having sex in a car with a mature woman 

This time, it was a mature woman with a voluptuous figure, like Kazama, around 40 years old, whom I met through a local chat. Her husband always drinks and spends most of his time on construction sites. Initially, she didn't want to chat with me, thinking I was too young. I told her I liked older women, and she didn't say anything more. Since we didn't live far apart, I suggested meeting up. She kept avoiding me,


so I found out she worked at a supermarket and even got her car's license plate number. I started staking out that supermarket at night. It was an underground parking lot, and I would loiter around her car waiting for her to come out. When she came out, I didn't go up to talk to her. I just watched her drive away from a distance before talking to her on QQ, asking things like why she was out so late and if she was tired. She was wondering how I knew what she was wearing, so I told her I was free that night and came to wait for her to get off work. I only took the bus home after she drove away. I think that touched her, and she offered me a ride home. After I got in her car, I didn't hold back and directly touched her breasts. Fat people's breasts are indeed big and soft. Later, when I touched her breasts, I asked her why they were so big. She said she wasn't very big and didn't breastfeed much, so she was a respectable woman and that touching her breasts was only allowed when no one was around. Even at a street corner, she would make me take my hand out. Every night when I waited for her to get off work, I would suggest we go to a hotel, but she would refuse. She was a respectable woman and afraid of being seen. After touching her a few times, and since she wouldn't go to a hotel, I would suggest kissing her. She would then find a quiet spot on the street and we would kiss and cuddle. After a while, she would look around. Once, we even kissed in broad daylight on the street. Eventually, touching her breasts wasn't enough, so I touched her genitals too, without even putting on her pants. With her waistband, I could easily slip my hand inside if she moved forward a little. It was quite wet and slippery. After touching her two or three times, one time she couldn't take it anymore and parked the car in a dark road blocked by a tree under a streetlamp. I took off my pants and let her touch me. She was probably holding back for a long time, and she started stroking herself quite vigorously, so I stopped her from stroking anymore. At this point, she was also very aroused by my touch, and her nipples hardened. She lay on the steering wheel and let me touch her. I jumped to the back seat and asked her to come over. She just kept lying on the steering wheel. After all, she's a respectable girl, and this was probably her first time having sex in a car. It's embarrassing to admit it was an extramarital affair. Even though it was 10 PM and the road was pitch black, I touched her in the back seat for a while. She seemed to have made a huge decision, so she came to the back seat, locked the car door, and even found a piece of clothing to hang between the front seats to block the back seat. She took off her outer pants and underwear, and then sat down while holding my penis. It was a pretty tight vagina. As she sat down, she hissed and rocked back and forth, saying, "Kiss me quickly." She brought her big breasts to my mouth, and I grabbed and sucked them. Her vagina tightened. She gripped me tightly, slowly rocking faster and faster. I could feel the car swaying along with her. Finally, she squeezed hard, arched her back, and let out an "Ah!"—she had reached her climax. Even though I hadn't moved, I couldn't take it anymore, so I thrust upwards and ejaculated inside her. Afterwards, she was quick to react, getting off herself and asking if I'd spilled any on the seat. I said there might have been some, and she complained that I hadn't used my pants as a pad. She grabbed some tissues and started wiping. After getting dressed, she opened the car window to let the smell dissipate because she had to pick up... After her son came home from school, she started avoiding me again, refusing to chat or meet up. Eventually, she deleted me from her QQ account. I couldn't just give up like that, so I added her back, and we tried to meet up. She pretended not to know. Then we didn't contact each other for a long time, and my QQ remained untouched. She posted a dejected status update on her social media, so I asked her what was wrong. She subtly hinted that she needed a man. At that time, she was already divorced. I suggested we rent a place together, and she agreed, but she didn't actually do anything about it. A year later, I found another opportunity and we had sex in a car on the same street as before. However, I didn't ejaculate that time because she stopped halfway through and kicked me out of the car. Later, we added each other on WeChat, and I would contact her whenever I had free time, asking when she was free and when we would rent a place together. We even made plans to go to a hotel the next night, but she changed her mind the next day because she was afraid of being seen by others. There's such a big age gap between us, what would it look like if we went to a hotel together? I said I'd book it and she could come up, so no one could see us, but she still wouldn't agree, saying it wouldn't be good if someone saw her going into a hotel alone. I suggested we rent a place instead, but she wouldn't do it. I was really at my wit's end


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