Car sex near the dock

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To the south of the pier was a newly built fishermen's wharf. It was past noon, and the small fishing boats that had gone out to sea that morning to catch small seafood hadn't returned yet. The nearby sea was vast and calm, with only a few fishermen drying their nets on the small wharf

. Lin Feng drove to the very end of this abandoned wharf, where the waves rippled out to the horizon. He stopped the car; the long pier stretched out into the sea, and there were only the two of us and the car.

He turned to look at me and said, "How will you repay me for coming all the way from the meeting for something as small as this? Tang Wanjin was there too… I took your call during the meeting, didn't explain anything, let her continue the meeting, and then I left."

I thought of Tang Wanjin's beautiful face, her lovely lips always carrying a hint of a half-smile, and I couldn't help but shudder. I said, "You could have easily said you didn't have time to come."

He grabbed my chin, looked into my eyes, and said, "But I still wanted to come." Seeing this… "The mudflats over there? It won't be long before the development rights are mine too. I'll be the king of the business kingdom I created myself, and I want to do whatever I want,"

I glanced around the area near the North University of Science and Technology, my eyelashes squinting slightly. "Congratulations, Mr. Lin. But I heard the development rights are divided among several companies, right? It's impossible for Kaiyue to have a monopoly."

Lin Feng said, "However, Kaiyue holds the most shares; they're just feudal lords. I'm the king. What? You don't want that?"

Heh, what does it have to do with me? I'm just a plaything he occasionally toys with. No matter how big his company grows, what does it have to do with me? I don't take a single share of his profits. Besides, there's Tang Wanjin, the "guardian," eyeing the company like a hawk. What I can get from Lin is just a drop in the ocean…

My silence angered him.

Lately, he's been like a flammable firecracker.

He stopped kissing me and instead grabbed me from the passenger seat and pulled me onto his lap.

He grabbed me from behind, and facing the high steering wheel, I had no way to break free or resist his sudden violence.

And I didn't want to resist. Since I was already here with him, pretending to "escape" was pointless.

I let him hold me as he unbuttoned my suit jacket and shirt, my hands gripping the steering wheel.

He hadn't expected me to be so cooperative this time, not resisting in vain as usual.

His hands kneaded my round, firm breasts, asking, "What? You really want to be fucked that badly? Not resisting?"

I glared at him. "What? Is it not allowed? Isn't it an honor that so many women in S City dream of, to have Mr. Lin provide such close, attentive, and free service? You're the one putting in the effort, sweat, and semen! Qiao Bao Bao is happy to enjoy it!"

His hands stopped on my chest, turning my face towards him, looking down at me from behind my left ear, his eyes flashing with a cold, angry light.

I glanced back at him, neither afraid nor submissive.

As I was about to become his prey, I became unusually bold, blindly bold.

I had always overestimated my importance in his heart, without even realizing it. Without sufficient self-confidence, how could I have the confidence to handle things so skillfully in front of them?

He didn't hit me like the previous two times; he simply kissed me suddenly, closed his eyes, and kissed me forcefully, his tongue plunging into my mouth, swirling around my lips and tongue, his intensity as if stirring with his penis.

I didn't want to be captivated by his kiss, unsure of the sensuality within, but his breath was heavy and powerful, the heat between his lips and tongue like embers thrown into my ice water, hissing and melting.

My blazer, shirt, and bra were all stripped off and thrown onto the passenger seat.

He also unzipped my pants, and one of his hands slipped down my front opening, directly touching the seaweed inside.

My legs were spread apart and I sat on his lap, my waist and chest firmly held by his arms wrapped around me from behind. His fingers probed through my curled labia, directly into the protruding clitoris. The touch, the press, the rubbing of his fingertips sent a piercing, tingling, and itchy sensation through my entire body.

I moaned softly on his lap, my slender waist twisting helplessly in his arms, trying to escape the intrusion of his fingers, but there was nowhere to hide.

The position of my legs spread apart made my clitoris throb and open. His hands spread open my pants and the modal lace, rubbing and scratching with pleasure in that muddy area.

His middle finger hooked up, pointing upwards, and pierced my wet clitoris. The sensation of being invaded, along with the overflowing juices, made my body contract sharply, sucking and biting his long fingers tightly, like a greedy little mouth.

His fingers moved slowly, lightly touching, stirring, rotating and grinding around, then withdrawing to ravage the swollen, blooming petals.

My moans grew increasingly uncontrollable, my breasts hardened, trembling above the steering wheel, the buds at their tips tightening, hardening, and standing erect.
His other hand grasped them, kneading them with pleasure, his fingers pressing against the tips, feeling their hardness, then pushing them down, popping them out, twisting and rubbing them.

His tongue and fingers simultaneously attacked my tender, slippery, and wet places, my body trembling and spasming uncontrollably in his arms.

He withdrew his tongue, moving it to my earlobe, blowing a breath of hot air inside, and said wickedly, "Wanted this much? Hmm? You're holding onto my finger and won't let go?" As he spoke, his fingers thrust deeper, and a soft moan escaped my throat.

At this moment, all reason receded like the tide, leaving only the ugly, primal, bestial nakedness exposed on the beach.

I had no strength to answer him, only moaning incessantly, my body undulating as he ravaged it, my legs opening and closing to receive the assault of his fingers.

He patted my buttocks, and I obediently lifted them slightly, my pants being pulled down from my legs.

I became a completely smooth, jade-like mermaid, pressed against his lap.

He made me hold the steering wheel with both hands, and then his hands reached up from behind, each grasping one of my pert breasts, a full, smooth, white handful. His fingers simultaneously pinched and teased the nipples, and he panted, "Qiao Baobao, lift your little buttocks, let me fuck you..."

My whole body was burning, a surging heat felt like a million ants crawling and burrowing inside me. My consciousness was hazy, my face flushed like a peach blossom, my red lips parted, uttering short, soft moans. My eyes were empty and dazed as I obeyed his commands. My feet braced against his shoes, and with a slight lift of my hips, his penis sprang up from below, hard and erect.

My wetness touched his smooth tip, and he groaned, pushing down with both hands, continuing to command me, "Sit down!"

My body enveloped his burning hardness, and with a gentle downward thrust, he slid in.

We both let out satisfied, suppressed moans. His lips pressed wildly against my back, pecking and kissing incessantly, while his hands kneaded my breasts. The trembling, slippery sensation made his panting even more intense.

I gripped the steering wheel, leaning slightly forward, using his momentum to rise and fall on him, swallowing and releasing, exploring his burning hardness, grinding, twisting, stimulating him from every angle, tightening, penetrating, my layers of delicate skin tightly enveloping him, making him even thicker and harder.

The car lurched violently on the deserted dock. Unaware of what was happening, fishermen nearby glanced over every now and then. Inside the enclosed compartment, short, labored moans and the sounds of wetness mingled.

The sensation was intense; we reached our climax together in just a few minutes. My contractions were so powerful that he immediately followed suit, his scalding heat erupting into my core.

But he showed no sign of stopping. He held me tightly, pressing his forehead against my back, panting for a few seconds, then suddenly opened the door and pulled me out!

Our bodies remained intertwined; he showed no signs of softening, which was unusual.

He pressed me against the front of the car, my hands still braced against the frame, standing on his feet, receiving his second thrust from behind.

I was completely naked, while he wore a suit, only his belt was undone, his penis thrusting directly into my body.

It was afternoon, and the spring breeze wasn't cool; it felt like a gentle kiss on my skin. But we were outdoors in broad daylight, and there were already fishing boats returning to port in the distance, and more and more people waiting to buy seafood on the beach.

However, it was precisely this psychological stimulation of being watched from afar that made my feelings particularly intense. I bit my red lips hard, suppressing the cries of pleasure that were about to burst from my throat. I simply cooperated with Lin Feng's new round of attacks, shamelessly enjoying the physical pleasure he was giving me.

One of his hands slipped under my lower abdomen, his fingers rubbing and pressing on the bud that had already blossomed like a pomegranate flower, increasing the intensity of my sensory stimulation.

He bit my ear, constantly blowing hot breath, forcing me to call him "Daddy," to tell him how good it felt to fuck my little baby.

I stubbornly bit a corner of my red lip, enduring it to the death, refusing to utter a single seductive word to him.

He angrily quickened his pace, slapping my round, pert buttocks until they were red and raw, juices continuously trickling down between my thighs.

Afterwards, we were both too exhausted to speak. I felt my bones had turned to jelly, unable to support my limp body. So much juice had been lost, my cheeks were flushed a bright pink from sweat, and my mouth was parched.

Once in the car, I didn't even have the strength to put on my clothes. I grabbed a car blanket and wrapped it around myself, leaning back in my seat and closing my eyes.

Hearing Lin Feng unscrew the water bottle and drink, I swallowed hard, my lips even more moist, but parched inside.

He put the spout in my mouth, and I drank a few sips from his hand before falling asleep.

The car left the coast, heading in an unknown direction.

When I woke up, he had wrapped me in a blanket and carried me to my bed in the upstairs apartment in the seaside town.

It was already past four in the afternoon; the early spring sun in the north had moved much further west, and the indoor light had softened.

He laid me flat on the bed, covered me again, and kissed my breasts once more.

[The End]

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