Getting with mature, sexy women in the car

One rainy day after autumn arrived, the weather turned cool, and she posted, "Rain is so annoying." I commented, "What's so annoying, beautiful?" Then she messaged me, saying that her dorm blanket was too thin and uncomfortable to sleep under in the cold, and that she didn't have any thermal underwear. I didn't think much of it at the time and just said, "I'll get you a set." She declined a little but agreed, and we arranged to deliver it after get off work. In the afternoon, I braved the rain to go to a shop and bought a blanket and a duvet cover, and went to the supermarket to take pictures and buy her a set of thermal underwear. I drove over to meet her just before she finished work. When we met as agreed, I wasn't embarrassed at all, probably because of my age advantage (laughs wryly), but she seemed a little shy. Later I realized that she was probably just pretending. It was dinner time, so we went straight to a noodle shop. That's probably how mature women are; they don't care about appearances and just have a simple bowl of noodles. We didn't talk much during the meal, just a little about her work. Once she started talking, she kept complaining about her husband. They were probably divorced; he had a bad temper and often took it out on her and the children, and there was a lot of domestic violence. She couldn't take it anymore and left with nothing, secretly running away to work at the factory. I could only agree with her. At the time, I didn't really have any ideas about what to do with her, considering she was older, thin, and had bad skin, and we probably wouldn't have much in common. I thought I'd leave a good impression for the future. I took her back to the factory. The factory was a bit out of the way, and the streetlights weren't installed yet. I parked near the entrance, didn't get out, and took her some things from the back seat. She was clearly excited. She said things like, "Oh, you're so kind," and "I'll transfer the money to you." I said it was nothing, just something I needed. I didn't refuse. She held up the thermal underwear and said, "You really know how to pick things! How do I try them on?!" I knew something was up. I looked around; it was dark, and it was drizzling. There was hardly anyone passing by. "Just try it on here, there's no one around. If it doesn't fit, just change it." She muttered a few words while already unpacking the package, and very directly took it off right in front of me, leaving only her bra. I then realized that although she was petite, her breasts were really big, and at that moment, my desire really surged. The private, cramped car was filled with hormones. After changing, she said it fit. My adrenaline was pumping, so I said, "You have such a great figure, and such big breasts!" The woman replied directly, "Yeah, buying underwear is a hassle, I don't have my own size, I almost always have to have them custom-made." Well, that's just how direct middle-aged women are. Since we were at that point, I naturally reached out and touched her without saying much. As soon as I touched her, she leaned against me, hugged me tightly, breathed heavily, and rubbed against my back. I started taking off her new thermal underwear and touching her breasts. Actually, I was a little disappointed; they were big but somewhat loose with lumps inside, so the feel wasn't great. But my urges were already rising, what more could I ask for? I told her to get on the back of the bicycle. She obediently climbed onto the back, and that was it. I touched and fiddled with her the whole time, though I didn't want to use my mouth, and honestly, I was still reluctant. Several times she tried to kiss me, but I dodged. After touching and fiddled with her for a while, I gestured for her to suck my penis. She didn't say anything and just started licking it. Her oral skills were so-so, just gentle swallowing and spitting. After I got hard, I got up and went to the glove box to rummage for condoms. Luckily, I found two. When I went back to the back seat, I went soft! I asked her to give me oral sex again, but strangely, I wasn't very hard. I'd done car sex before, so I was a bit nervous and not very excited. This woman said, "Why aren't you hard yet?" Maybe it was unintentional, but I felt a little humiliated. I thought to myself, "Let's see how I fuck you to death today." With that mental suggestion, I immediately got hard, spread my legs, lifted my buttocks, and thrust in. She was a little tight, probably because she hadn't done it in a long time; this woman's throat made a very deep sound, which was honestly quite creepy. The harder I thrust, the louder her screams became; frankly, it got so loud later that I was worried people outside would hear and even a little annoyed. Looking back now, it wasn't me who fucked her, it was me who was fucked. When I do it, I like to go nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, going all the way in; each time I can hear a very... A muffled, loud moan. The car was small and stuffy, so the experience wasn't as good as I'd imagined. He just thrust a few dozen times and ejaculated. Afterwards, we each tidied up, and there wasn't the initial discomfort. This woman even offered to treat me to dinner next time. I just casually agreed, because I'd already anticipated what would happen next. As expected, this woman could easily hook up with you if you wanted, but when she was desperate, she'd ask when you had time, though she wouldn't actively invite you. In bed, you could do whatever you wanted to her, as long as you made her feel good. [The End]

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