Car sex on Qixi Festival

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It's that time of year again when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl steal away for their secret rendezvous. Couples are all out shopping, eating, watching movies, and having sex—busy as bees. Only singles can sleep in, then freely arrange their time—binge-watching dramas, scrolling through Weibo, playing games—everything is carefree and leisurely. But seeing my friends showing off their love and happiness, it's impossible not to feel jealous and envious.

On Saturday, I thought about asking a girl out, but that day was too unusual; casual female friends might misunderstand my intentions, and even close friends were already in relationships. Desperate, I decided to try my luck online, hoping to meet a lonely woman. Because I had a membership, I received system recommendations of women every time I logged in. I rarely use that website during the day; I usually only go at night when I'm lonely and bored to chat with women. But that day, as soon as I logged in, the website introduced me to a girl. From her photo, she was exactly my type, and I was immediately smitten.

I started chatting with her enthusiastically, asking if she had a boyfriend and no plans for Qixi Festival. We started talking about things like that, and it turned out she had a boyfriend of three years, but he had gone abroad to study six months ago, turning their once loving relationship into a long-distance one. That day, I could sense her frustration. It's understandable; having a lover but not being able to celebrate Valentine's Day is a blow to any girl.

Since she was pretty and my type, I comforted her, telling her a few jokes I'd found online to cheer her up. We chatted from noon until the afternoon, for hours without stopping, without a hint of impatience or cloying sweetness. Time seemed to fly by; we felt like we had endless things to say. After I cheered her up, she became more outgoing and talkative, discussing all sorts of topics, including some rather explicit ones about relationships.

I don't see anything wrong with discussing explicit topics; the point of chatting with online friends is to feel relaxed and comfortable, without any reservations, to say whatever you want. She was indeed a great conversationalist, and I found myself talking quite a bit without even realizing it. Later, as dinnertime approached and I realized I'd be eating alone again, I lost my appetite. Then I remembered she was also alone, so I tentatively asked if she wanted to go out for dinner together. Frankly, I didn't think she'd agree, considering we'd only known each other for a few hours.
But she didn't refuse; she just asked what I wanted to eat. I said it was up to her, and I'd take her to whatever she wanted. She agreed to the date and even gave me her address so I could pick her up. That night, I was in a good mood and full of anticipation as I drove to pick her up. On the way, I even bought a bouquet of flowers from a flower vendor. I met her at the entrance of her apartment complex. When she received the flowers, she smiled sweetly—a smile of surprise and joy. That night, we went to a nice-looking coffee shop and ordered a Valentine's Day set menu for 298 yuan, which was a bit pricey, but at that point, I didn't mind spending a little money on her.

As expected, Qixi Festival still needs companionship. The restaurant was full of couples, and under the romantic music and lighting, the atmosphere between us became somewhat ambiguous. From her eyes, I could tell she had a good impression of me, and I guessed she probably had some feelings for me. So, I tentatively and boldly reached out and took her hand. I didn't say anything, just held her hand and looked at her. I felt her body stiffen, then her face flushed slightly, and her eyes became shy and wandering. But she didn't push me away or reject me, which strengthened a certain feeling in my heart.

After the meal, I suggested taking her for a drive. I drove to a secluded corner, then hugged her tightly, wanting to kiss her. She weakly pushed my shoulders, saying not to, but after I told her I liked her a few times, her resistance lessened. So I lowered the seat, rolled over, and pressed myself against her. With her half-hearted resistance, I penetrated her in the car…

I still vividly remember that night's car sex experience, but afterwards I took her home, and we haven't contacted each other for the past two days. After all, she has a boyfriend, and our encounter that night was purely out of loneliness. Anyone who uses the internet knows it's for finding flirtatious encounters and venting emptiness; adult men and women who are lonely just play around, it's no big deal. However, because of this romantic encounter, I had a very happy Qixi Festival.

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