Female netizens having sex in a car

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I have a close female friend online; we chat frequently and have had a physical relationship. She's been torn between divorce and staying married. During this time, she's increasingly suspicious that her husband is having an affair. She even discovered messages on his phone that he hadn't deleted—flirting messages between him and another woman. When she confronted him, he claimed they were just jokes between colleagues and vehemently denied having an affair. She didn't catch him in the act, had a huge fight with him, and then went back to her parents' house for a few days. Eventually, the matter was dropped. During that period, her husband probably felt guilty and came home more often, and we chatted less. She also told me they were planning to have a second child, and I teased her, saying that meant she was partying every night. She told me that since discovering those messages on her husband's phone, she'd become somewhat repulsed by him, sometimes even not wanting him to touch her. These messages made her feel like her husband had been deceiving her all along. Then I asked her if she felt guilty about what happened between us. She told me that initially, what happened between us was partly a way to find balance and get revenge, but later, as we got to know each other better and developed an emotional foundation, that thought disappeared; it was just simple liking and attachment. I know she was telling the truth. Imagine a woman with a happy family, a man who loves and pampers her, and adorable children—she's unlikely to seek out other men.
That period lasted about two months. Her husband changed a lot; he treated her better than before. We barely saw each other anymore, and even our conversations became much less frequent. It was probably a weekend, and she had to work a shift at school that evening. In the afternoon, a colleague invited her to play mahjong. They probably played until almost 3 a.m. when she messaged me saying she didn't want to play anymore because she always lost. Because she had to go to school for her shift at 6 a.m., I told her I was coming to see her. At first, she was reluctant, saying the time was too tight and she didn't want me to travel back and forth. Actually, she was afraid of running into acquaintances. I said it was just to meet her, and then I drove straight to her place. Just to clarify, since our last meeting in her county, I changed the tint on the back window of my car to the kind where you can't see anything from the outside. When we arrived at the agreed-upon place, she got into my car and said she'd come back in a little over an hour. I smiled and said, "Because I miss you so much!" She smiled and said, "You're so sweet." I said, "Yes, I am very sweet. Haven't you tasted it?" She laughed and said, "Stop being silly, let's drive to a less crowded place. Her school is a vocational school on the edge of the county." I drove in that direction and eventually found an unpaved road with few people. After parking, I sat in the back seat and said, "Don't be nervous, I changed the tint on the windows, you can't see anything from the outside." She laughed and said, "I knew you weren't up to anything." I said, "You're really wronging me, my heart is perfectly fine, feel it if you don't believe me."
Saying this, I grabbed her hand and placed it on my chest. She tried to pull away, but I didn't let go, and eventually she let me hold it. I said, "I just don't know if you've been thinking about me." She said, "Of course I have." I said, "You don't believe me?" She said, "I'm telling the truth, believe me or not." I said, "Let me prove it." She said, "How?" I hugged her tightly, kissed her lips, and then grabbed her breasts. She made soft moaning sounds. I said, "I need to test if you really missed me." She said, "Slow down, you're messing up my hair and clothes. I have class later." I then noticed that she was wearing a ponytail and dressed rather formally today—a white shirt under a blazer and black pants. After sitting in the car for a while, and with me touching her all over, her hair was a little disheveled and her clothes a little wrinkled. However, seeing her flushed face and the slightly disheveled state of her formal attire, she was incredibly alluring. I couldn't care less; I pulled her into my arms again and kissed her lips. Then I took off her coat, unbuttoned two buttons on her shirt, and slipped my hand inside to touch her breasts through her bra. Her breathing grew heavier, and I no longer cared about her hair or clothes. I kissed my way down her neck, reaching behind her bra to unbutton it and grab her breasts. It felt amazing! A female teacher who had been sitting upright just moments before was now lying disheveled in my arms, panting and blushing.
Space in the car was limited, so I tried to take off her shirt as well, but she refused. So, I unbuttoned two more buttons, revealing her breasts. It felt like ages! Haha, she was still the same, still the same! Her breasts were exposed from the unbuttoned shirt, a very lewd scene. I opened my mouth and kissed her, sucking hard on her breasts. Then I reached into her pants and touched her vulva through her panties. It felt wet and warm, with a few pubic hairs along the edge of her panties. They felt furry on my hand. After touching her for a while, I slipped my hand inside her panties again. It was already very wet. My fingers slid up and down between her labia, feeling soft and slippery. Then I gently rubbed her clitoris. Her breathing became heavier and heavier, and she started to kiss me. My hand didn't stop. I inserted my fingers into her vagina. It was still so tight inside. Her vagina was like a little mouth, biting my fingers again and again. She was truly exquisite.
To be honest, I really wanted to pull down my pants and fuck her, but the car was cramped, and it was almost time for her class, so it wasn't realistic to actually fuck her. But I really didn't want to leave her breasts and pussy. Besides, my dick was painfully hard, so I grabbed her hand and put it inside my pants, making her touch my penis. I unzipped my pants and pulled it out, and she held it and started masturbating me. I was biting her breasts and touching her pussy, and she cooperated by moving her hips and moaning softly. After about 10 minutes, I started to feel the urge to ejaculate. Luckily, there was a plastic bag in the car, so I grabbed it and started... I kissed her passionately, kneading her breasts vigorously while my fingers moved faster and faster inside her vagina. My thumb pressed directly against her clitoris, rubbing it. Her hand, which was stroking my penis, moved with increasing force. The feeling was incredibly pleasurable. A normally prim and proper female teacher was now practically naked, having her breasts rubbed and her vagina touched by me, and even giving me a handjob. It was incredibly stimulating. I couldn't hold back any longer, so I sucked on her tongue forcefully, kneading her breasts and touching her vagina simultaneously. She let out a soft "uh," her lower body convulsing, and I could clearly feel her vagina contracting several times—she had an orgasm. At that moment, I couldn't help but ejaculate. I felt that if it weren't for the plastic bag, it would have shot quite far because the sound of semen hitting the plastic bag was very loud.
After ejaculating, I hugged her for a while. She took some toilet paper to wipe my penis clean first, then wiped her own vagina before starting to tidy her hair and clothes. Then she laughed and complained to me, "I have to go to class later, and you've made me look so disheveled." I jokingly said, "This has a unique charm, it's beautiful." She laughed and cursed, "You're so annoying!" With half an hour left before her class, I hugged and kissed her for a while, touched her breasts, and then drove her to class. I found a quiet spot not far from her school and let her drop me off. On the way back, she texted me saying that two buttons on her shirt were undone, and they popped open when she sat down in her office. Luckily, she was alone in the office at the time. She said I was so annoying, I almost embarrassed her. I replied with a laugh, "It's because her two big white rabbits wanted to play with me and were about to 'run' out." She replied, "You're so annoying," and said she had to go to class. Then I drove home. Thinking about this experience, it was indeed quite exciting. She's becoming more and more open with me, and I feel like a perfect sexual encounter is about to happen.

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