SM in the car

This is my first post, a true story about SM, and I hope to get everyone's support.

It was a sexual experience I considered crazy, a perfect one. The woman, and the taste of love and desire we gave and received.

Azi is her nickname, a 36-year-old woman. Her relationship with her husband is so-so. She knows and has seen other women, but she hasn't divorced them for the sake of her children. She's had a liking for SM since she was very young. After going online, she found some forums and discovered that this feeling is a submissive psychology. Gradually, she began to explore and understand the world of SM. She told me that the deeper she understood, the stronger her need for SM became.

She masturbates frequently, and each time she masturbates, the fantasies in her mind are about being possessed, conquered, and forced. She says that thinking about those things makes her body unconsciously react, and she quickly becomes aroused.

We met in an SM chat room. I added her and we chatted for a long time. I knew she also enjoyed deep BDSM experiences and alternative forms of stimulation. We both seemed to have an obsessive need for sex and BDSM. We had been communicating on QQ for almost a year.

But we lived in different cities and rarely had real opportunities, so we did voice BDSM online via video. This included controlling and possessive BDSM, such as having her naked at home with the curtains slightly open. Even though no one could see from the outside, the exposure gave her a thrill and a sense of humiliation. For example, once I had her in her office, wearing only a skirt and no underwear, doing humiliating exposure BDSM, and I made her film it with a digital camera and send it to me.

She said she had never done this before and was very scared, but to obey my orders, she found a time in her office and filmed herself naked, sending me the footage. When the photo was sent to me, it was very clear, giving me a vivid sense of being there. She was lifting her skirt, completely naked underneath. Standing provocatively in the middle of the office, the OL uniform was incredibly alluring and stimulating, perfectly fueling exhibitionist fantasies. After taking the photo, I asked her how she felt at the time. She told me that she was initially very scared and ashamed, constantly worried about being discovered. But while the photo was being taken, her vagina became wet, and she felt excited and aroused, fantasizing about the humiliation and lewdness of being completely seen by me.

From then on, I understood even more clearly that she had strong desires and enjoyed the excitement and humiliation of deep exhibitionism; she was a female masochist with great potential.

Our actual meeting was in June 2009. She happened to be in my city on a business trip, and we arranged a time and place over the phone. I picked her up outside her hotel. When we were in the car, seeing her short skirt and black stockings aroused me strongly. I had her lift her skirt in the car, and I took out a wireless remote-controlled vibrator, a kind of SM sex toy. I put the vibrator in her panties, pressing it against her clitoris, and held the remote control. We went to the supermarket together.

It was a crowded supermarket. Inside, we pretended to choose items, and I secretly turned on the vibrator. As it vibrated, I saw her body tremble slightly. The vibrator was vibrating on her clitoris, making her vagina itch. She pressed her body tightly against me, and her mouth told me in my ear that she was itchy, that she couldn't stand it, and that she wanted it. People were passing by, and I could see her enduring that stimulating itch. When I turned the vibrator up to the maximum intensity, I could feel her hand in mine, vibrating to the rhythm. Watching the people coming and going, and feeling her enduring the intense sexual desire and wanton sensation, I immediately got hard. I was afraid someone would see the tent I was making down there. Honestly, at that moment, we both felt a deep excitement.

We rushed out of the supermarket and got into the car. Our breathing was rapid; we both wanted it so badly. In the supermarket parking lot, my car was parked in a corner. I couldn't control myself anymore. I pulled her panties down completely from the front. She moaned and frantically tried to undo my pants. I could feel my penis stuck inside, like it was about to burst. Her genitals were

soaking wet; the juices had her labia stuck together. When I inserted my fingers, I could feel the flesh inside her vagina twitching—it was hot and wet. She looked at me and whispered seductively, "Give it to me, give it to me, fuck me, I want it..." I said, "You slut, open your legs, I'm going to fuck you to death right here, let everyone see you being penetrated by my big cock, being fucked by me." She said, "Okay, I'm not afraid, let others see." Come on, in this world, it's just the two of us now, I don't care who sees. My penis slid in instantly, I felt only a slippery, wet opening, the fluid inside seemed to be pressing against my penis, very tight, enveloping it without any gaps.

Her buttocks responded to my thrusts. The space in the car was small, but I could still insert my penis deep into the depths of her vagina. She was moaning, lightly biting my earlobe with her teeth, that tingling, itchy feeling made my penis feel like it wanted to ejaculate, but I couldn't.

Suddenly someone passed by, and by the time I noticed, they were already very close. I was actually a little scared then, luckily the person didn't notice us, it was getting dark, not very clear, and the tint on my car window was dark. In that environment, I couldn't control myself anymore, the blood of desire surged through my veins, concentrating on my penis, waiting for the most intense ejaculation.

She was still moaning beneath me, mumbling some words about big cock, fuck... "Fuck me to death," she mumbled, wanting to be fucked to death by a man. I knew she was close to orgasm; the fluid from her cunt was already flowing down my penis, and I could feel my groin getting wet.

Finally, I ejaculated, and I could feel her cunt contracting even more strongly. We orgasmed together. She said

she was very excited; it was her first time having sex outdoors, in this kind of environment, and she found it incredibly stimulating. Actually, she had seen the man who had just passed by, but she hadn't dodged. Now I knew she really was a slut; she was bolder than me.

She was very wet, some of it gushing out—that was the intense feeling of her orgasm. She said she only gushed when she reached her peak. I suddenly felt my legs go weak; I guessed I had ejaculated a lot too. Semen flowed from her vagina, mixing with her vaginal fluid, sticking together. When I sat back down, I saw her fingers still stroking her clitoris. I asked her, "Do you want more?" She said, "I like it. After we're done, I stroke myself with my fingers for a while; that makes me feel even better."

Her desire was so intense that most men couldn't handle it. That day, we spent a long time in the car, the intense, bone-deep stimulation of desire was truly intoxicating.

Next, we returned to the hotel. When we arrived, her panties were still wet, her vaginal area soaked with her own juices. Of course, all the way there, my hand had been caressing and stimulating her clitoris; she was in a state of sexual climax in the car. Once

inside the room, before the door was even closed, she had already quickly stripped off all her clothes, without saying a word to me. Then, I made her kneel at my feet and began a deeper level of humiliation and discipline, putting the collar I had brought around her neck. In the room, I led her to crawl like a female dog, a small whip in my hand, leaving red welts on her writhing, snow-white buttocks, which she cried out in excitement.

I told her that she had to fully immerse herself in that real state of obedience and tell herself that she was just her master's bitch. She excitedly replied, "I am my master's bitch. I was born to be possessed and played with by my master."

The possessive feeling intensified within me, and my penis seemed to throb again, but I couldn't give it to her yet. She was at my feet, rubbing her labia against my toes, her eyes filled with lust. I asked her, "Are you itchy? Little bitch, do you want your master's big cock to fuck you?" She nodded repeatedly, moaning, and told me, "Master, I want it again, I want it again, this bitch's pussy is itchy again, please fuck me!"

I kicked her away and said, "Get lost, little bitch, just because you want it doesn't mean your master will give it to you.

Your master hasn't had enough of you yet, how could I possibly give it to you again?" She whimpered, her voice filled with a sensual pleasure. I asked her, "

Do you want to drink your master's piss?" She nodded and told me, "Yes." I led her into the bathroom, made her open her mouth wide, and then urinated directly into her mouth with my big cock. Because I hadn't urinated the whole way, I had been holding it in. The pale yellow urine rushed into her mouth, and she choked a little.

I controlled the pace, deliberately slowing down, waiting for her to swallow the first gulp before starting the next. This repeated several times before allowing her to let the remaining urine flow from her mouth down her skin. Watching the urine soak her body, the sense of conquest intensified my physical desire.

Then, I let her thoroughly wash herself in the bathroom while I waited for her on the large bed in the room.

After a while, she returned, and I made her kneel on the bed and lick my penis. I had told her that when licking her master's penis, she had to do it for a long time, according to her master's instructions; she couldn't stop unless I told her to.

Watching her wriggle her hips and clench her vagina, I knew she was eager. Her tongue was very smooth; a mature woman indeed, she knew how to lick. She first lingered her tongue on the tip of my penis, then suddenly swallowed my entire shaft, all the way down her throat. When she felt like vomiting, I pressed her head down to stop her from moving and pushed my penis as deep into her throat as possible. Only when she gagged did I slowly release her head.

After repeating this deep-throating several times, tears were welling up in her eyes. I then asked her, "Is it good now?"

She nodded and told me she liked this forced feeling. She felt a sense of security, an inner security, and a desire and feeling to surrender herself to a man when her body and soul were completely possessed by him.

On the bed, I held her head down, making her buttocks stick up completely, like a dog crawling on all fours. I grabbed her buttocks from behind and then thrust my penis deep into her vagina. Without any lubrication, her lower body was already soaking wet.

After penetrating her, I asked her while fucking her, "How do you want your master to fuck you? Do you want your master to have several men gang rape you?" She nodded and told me she liked it; she liked being fucked by several men at once.

It turns out that when we were doing video training, I told her about the scenarios we fantasized about. I said that when we had the chance to do it in real life, I would get some friends to fuck her together, a few men together, and she would have to be completely obedient. She said she liked it and would do as I asked.

Our penetration on the bed became more and more intense, and I could hear the bed and her moans getting louder. I was really worried that people outside or next door would hear, but that feeling made it even more exciting. As her moans went from slow to fast, I made her beg me with vulgar language.

I liked her using vulgar language, and she liked it when I fucked her. I used vulgar language to curse and humiliate her. I said to her: "I'll fuck you to death with my big cock, you little slut, are you fucking horny or not?" She replied: "Yes, I'm a slut, the slutiest slut, my body was born for you to fuck, for you to play with."

I took her to the window and opened the curtains a little. The room I booked was on the 8th floor. There weren't many high-rises nearby, but there were some in the distance. I doubted she could see, but being exposed like that while I fucked her was incredibly exciting. We were naked, fucking by the window, facing outwards. Her moans grew louder. I made her look out the window, saying, "Think about it, there might be a man over there with a hard cock watching you get fucked."

She said, "Yes, someone must be watching. I want him to watch me get fucked, to get hard, to want to fuck me, but he can't." In our lewd conversation, we experienced the alternative stimulation of sex and the real, deep humiliation of SM.

Finally, amidst her moans and pleas, I ejaculated again. I made her kneel, face me, and I ejaculated on her face, not letting her wipe it away, letting the semen trickle from her eyes, down into her mouth, and onto her body. She licked it with her tongue, greedily eating it. The lewd way she saw the semen trickling down her lips was incredibly arousing.

That night, we went out to eat at a restaurant near the hotel. At my request, she wore only a skirt, nothing underneath. The skirt wasn't very long, but no one could tell. During dinner, I deliberately spread her legs across the table, letting them spread provocatively under the table.

A man nearby probably saw this; his eyes kept glancing in our direction. I looked into Azi's eyes; she was shy, but I could sense that she was actually excited inside. After that encounter, I took her back to her hotel. Afterward, she returned to her city, and we kept in touch online, sometimes engaging in voice-based "training," which felt great.

[The End]

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