Our first time having sex in the car

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She said she'd had three BDSM partners and several one-night stands, and had tried many different things, mostly mild to moderate.

When I met her, she'd been retired from the scene for years. Her voice was alluring, her looks were above average
, and she maintained a great figure through regular swimming and yoga. She had an extremely high sex drive, and her husband simply couldn't satisfy her.

And BDSM, like infidelity, is either zero times or countless times. No matter how much she claimed to
have returned to her family and stopped, deep down she couldn't leave.

After two or three years of dating, she finally got on my bandwagon.
As night fell, I, dressed in a black bodysuit, black casual pants, and black shoes, disappeared into the boundless
darkness. The early summer night was slightly cool. Walking along the riverside, gazing towards the intersection, waiting, a slightly uneasy
feeling .

It's been almost nine years since I left the scene. Perhaps in someone's heart, I'm the perfect woman, certain
secrets that will remain secrets forever, until the day I take them to my grave.

Today, Satan was reborn in my heart. Life is too short to suppress myself any longer. Right or wrong, let what's meant
to be will be. I hope to meet the right person through eye contact.

A white Mercedes rolled down its window. In the darkness, I couldn't make out the features, but it was a vague
signal . Feigning nonchalance, I said, "You recognized me? How can you be sure it's me?"

"I've seen your picture, it's definitely you!"

I smiled, turned around, and got into the car, sitting in the passenger seat.

"Do you have any water?"

Then I received a half-empty water bottle. Well, sharing a bottle of water felt
a bit ambiguous.

The car gradually pulled into a dimly lit parking lot and stopped.

I turned my head and carefully examined that unfamiliar face. Although we had known each other online for a long time and had
many things in common, this was our first time meeting in person. I still wanted to look at this face very carefully. However,
storybooks always lie. "Love arises without knowing why, and deepens with time." The feeling of love at first sight was slow to materialize, which was
a little awkward.

"Want to sit in the back?"

A sudden urge to run away flashed through my mind,
but I stopped myself. I thought to myself: Fine, I'll sit. Am I really going to run away at the last minute?

I took a deep breath, jumped out of the
front the back. The moment I closed the door, the temperature in the car seemed to suddenly spike. The front window was open, and in the dim light, I could occasionally
see blurry shadows moving about.

His hand gently reached out from behind me, and my body tensed up. I pulled back, pushing away
his outstretched arm.

He smiled. "Let me take a closer look at you, see if I'm the right person."

Hearing his words, I obediently moved closer, lifting his head with my hand, continuing to scrutinize his face,
looking into his eyes. My heart was calm, his gaze gentle. What was I looking for? I didn't really know myself.

"Am I the right person?"

I honestly answered, "I don't know." I confessed that I liked handsome young men.

"What should we do then?"

I shook my head, slightly hesitant. "Let's get to know each other first, and if it feels right, we'll continue
." I wasn't sure if this decision was hasty.

A pair of large hands tightly embraced me, gentle and warm—I liked it. I sat on him
, pressing my head even closer, staring intently into his eyes, completely oblivious to his
slight discomfort. "I'm a woman spoiled by men. I'm very willful." "I can feel it, very willful."

In his eyes, I found a hint of doting, so the little wildcat inside me started to jump out again,
wanting to play and be willful.

His hands roamed up and down my back, growing increasingly hot. The position I was sitting on slowly hardened. I
lowered my head. "Still not aware?"

I fiddled with the belt buckle, signaling him to loosen it, then pulled down my trousers. Through my underwear, I
caressed , seeing his eyes slightly glazed over. I felt that wasn't enough, so I gently
bit his little guy through his underwear. Suddenly, he jumped, and the little thing responded to my stimulation.

I continued to pull down his underwear, gently teasing his genitals with my tongue, then took his entire member into my mouth.
A light cheer reached my ears. As my mouth moved deeper and deeper, he became increasingly aroused. His warm
fingers began searching for my honey pot, which was already soaking wet. His tight-fitting clothes weren't easy
to untie , so he struggled to rub it against my skin, secretly finding it amusing.

He kissed my forehead, my earlobe, and then my nipples. Desire burned within me, and
unable to resist , I unbuttoned my clothes and sat cross-legged on top of his member, moving up and down. The carriage was cramped,
and I had to hold onto the ceiling from time to time. Outside, the lights were dim, and shadows flickered, making the experience even more exciting.

This was our first meeting.

[The End]

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