Lewd behavior between men and women on the bus

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The story takes place in the spring of 2016. I met her through WeChat's "People Nearby" feature. We started with casual conversation; I called her "sister" because she told me she was 40 years old, six years older than me. Her daughter was a high school freshman in the city, and she rented an apartment near the school to accompany her. Her husband worked on construction projects in another city and only came back during holidays. She didn't work during the day; she stayed home cleaning and cooking, and sometimes went to yoga in the afternoons. Our conversations didn't involve much about sex; at most, I'd see her yoga photos and remark on how lucky her husband was, suggesting yoga could unlock many positions. She just laughed it off and avoided deeper conversations.
Through our chats, I learned she was from city A, but because of her father's work, she grew up in city B and only returned to city A in the last two years. That's some background information about her.
One day it rained, quite heavily; perhaps rainy days make people more nostalgic. In the afternoon, she suddenly texted me, saying she hadn't been to B city for years and asked if I had time to drive her there. She said she'd treat me to dinner in B city that evening, but she had to be home by 10 pm at the latest because her daughter finished her evening self-study session at 10 pm. I thought this was a chance to hook up! I took a day off from work and drove to B city to pick her up. B city is about an hour's drive from here.
After picking her up, I complimented her on how pretty she was in person, and then we had an awkward chat for a while. Then I mustered up my courage and said to her: "It's still early, let's find a hotel to rest when we get to B city." I could see her face darken angrily in the rearview mirror. She said: "You probably misunderstood me. I really treat you like a younger brother, I trust you, that's why I wanted to treat you to dinner, I didn't have any other thoughts. If you have those thoughts, just take me home, don't come." The air in the car instantly froze, incredibly awkward. I quickly apologized, saying I was sorry, I misunderstood, and that in the past, when men and women chatted on WeChat and then asked each other out, it was always an open secret. Since we were already out, I decided to go sightseeing with her.
An hour later, we arrived in City B. I accompanied her to some places; it was my first time in City B. That evening, I treated her to dinner—a simple meal, I think it was some kind of hot pot, costing less than 100 yuan for two people. After dinner, we prepared to return to City A.
However, I hadn't given up. It was already dark, and I knew that a man and a woman alone in a car, in an enclosed space, could easily become intimate. On the way back, we took the highway, and I deliberately drove slowly. Then I told her stories about hooking up with women on WeChat, describing the sexual encounters in detail. Then I asked her if she didn't want to have sex while alone at home. She was at the age when one's desires are strongest, usually in their thirties or forties. She started crying. She told me that her husband was having an affair and had threatened divorce many times. For the sake of their daughter, she refused. Her husband hadn't touched her for years, and she had almost forgotten what sex felt like. She said she was usually fine, but the worst time was when she drank a little at night, lying in bed alone, her desires were incredibly strong, and she couldn't sleep all night, sometimes even crying until her pillow was soaked. I asked her, "Don't you ever masturbate to release those feelings?" She said she was quite traditional and always suppressed her desires, never masturbating. I then asked her, "Since your relationship with your husband is like this, you could find a lover outside." She told me she wasn't that kind of person, but she had cheated before, only for one person. About ten years ago, she met a man while playing a QQ game. He was a bachelor, working as a forest ranger in Huangshan, Anhui, living there year-round to prevent fires. He earned a high salary, but being a bachelor, he had nowhere to spend his money. After meeting on QQ, they chatted frequently, and he often sent her money and gifts. A year later, the man said he had a ten-day to two-week annual leave and wanted to come see her. Thinking of how good he had been to her, she agreed. So the man came to City B and stayed in a hotel. Whenever she had free time, she would secretly go to the hotel to have sex with him. This relationship lasted for many years; whenever he had annual leave, he would come to see her, spending about twenty to thirty thousand yuan on her each year.
We were talking about sex, which probably aroused her libido. She suddenly said to me, "I want to have sex. My lower body is so itchy I can't stand it. Why don't you get off the highway early and find a secluded place in the countryside to do it in the car?" I'm a bit of a germaphobe; I always go to a hotel to clean up before having sex. I suggested it was only 7 pm, so we could go straight to the hotel, do it for two hours, and go home at 10 pm. She refused, saying she was embarrassed to go to a hotel and was afraid someone would see her, so we should just forget about it. Okay! I had no choice but to agree, and then I got off the highway early and looked for a suitable place along the country roads. I found a spot by the roadside, near a factory. The light was on in the gatehouse, and someone was on duty. I parked the car about 20 or 30 meters away from the gatehouse, next to the wall. Then I went to the back seat.
I put my right arm around her waist and my left hand on her breasts. They weren't big, probably an A or B cup. Then I kissed her. She was already impatient, and our tongues intertwined wildly. Her nipples were already hard from my pinching. I then moved towards her vulva. She was wearing a skirt, so it was easy to reach her, probably because we had been talking about sex the whole way. Her panties were soaked, like they had been pulled out of the water. I pulled them down and touched her entire genital area; my hand was covered in her vaginal fluid. It was early June, I think. She must have showered the night before. After a day, the urine and vaginal fluid mixed together. The car was only so big, and after pulling down her panties, the air inside the car smelled fishy and pungent—not very pleasant at all. The car was pitch black, and I couldn't see what her vagina looked like. Judging from the feel, it was the most common type of vagina among Chinese women—not exactly a narrow opening, nor a butterfly-shaped one. Because of the unpleasant smell, I wasn't interested in giving her oral sex. I simply pulled down my pants, rubbed the head of my penis against her vaginal opening, getting it coated with her vaginal fluid, then flipped open her clitoris and rubbed it with the head of my penis. She became so anxious that she frantically grabbed at me, her nails digging into my flesh. Then she directly grabbed my penis and inserted it into her vagina. Her vagina was burning hot and quite tight (I feel that generally, dark-skinned, thin, and petite women have tighter vaginas, while overweight women have looser vaginas; I wonder if you guys agree?).
My car was a sedan, and the back seat space was quite cramped, making it difficult to move around freely. Either my head would hit the roof or the position was too awkward. Because I was afraid of being seen, the windows were completely closed, and after a while, I felt like there wasn't enough oxygen in the car; it was unbearably stuffy. So I climbed to the front, started the engine, and opened the rear window a crack. The whole process was extremely uncomfortable; I couldn't move freely. Those who have read my previous posts about hooking up and delaying ejaculation should remember that I'm the kind of person who can last up to 4 hours during sex, and it's hard for me to ejaculate. In such an awkward position in the car, I couldn't ejaculate at all. There were basically no lights in the car, so we couldn't see each other; it was just mechanical piston-like movements. I don't remember the specific details of the sex, but my biggest impression was that it was unsatisfying. So, this was my first and last car sex experience.
We did this for about two hours, and she came four or five times. Each time she orgasmed, her whole body tensed up, and she would pinch or bite my shoulders hard. After the orgasm, she would go limp. We did it for two hours, but I couldn't ejaculate. My shirt was completely soaked with sweat, and her skirt was also soaked. It was a rainy June night, and we were in the closed car, going at it passionately for two hours. We were both drenched, our hair and clothes completely soaked. It was almost 9:30, and I felt like all the water in my body had drained away with the sweat; I was about to collapse from dehydration. I had to finish quickly and take her home because her daughter finished her evening self-study at 10 pm.
The first thing I did after dropping her off was go to a nearby supermarket and buy two bottles of Nongfu Spring water. Standing by the checkout counter, I drank one bottle in one go, then drank the other in the car. I made sure I wouldn't die of thirst before driving home. When I got home, I was so tired that I only chatted with her briefly before going to sleep. The next morning I texted her: "I was exhausted after two hours last night, and I brought you to orgasm several times, but I didn't even ejaculate myself. Let's go to a hotel this afternoon and have some real sex!" She told me she wasn't really that open-minded, and that she couldn't control her desires in the car last night, which is why she agreed. That was the only and last time. Then she blocked me. I stared at my phone, completely bewildered.
In conclusion: The photo is of her. China is so big, it's unlikely anyone would happen to know her. Even if they did, it's not a topless photo; it's just a photo she sent me privately before.
Later, I encountered women who wanted to have sex in my car, but I refused. I felt it was too unsafe; if someone accidentally saw me and posted photos online, it would be incredibly embarrassing. Secondly, the positions were awkward and uncomfortable. I still prefer going to a hotel room where the vagina is clean and comfortable for sex.

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