Auto Show Girl

Time flies when you see car show models

. Six months have passed in the blink of an eye. It was the end of last year, and Chengdu held a so-called international auto show. At the convention center, I was persuaded by those irresponsible media outlets to buy a ticket to see the so-called international cars, what they called "auto." I spent 30 yuan on a ticket, only to find that it was all domestic cars. Apart from the Mercedes-Benz E240, BMW 7 Series, and Z4, almost all of them were domestically produced joint venture cars, which greatly disappointed me.

However, the beautiful women were a highlight, and I'm pretty shameless and bold, so I tried to make the 30 yuan ticket worthwhile. I went to find the car models and tried to flirt with them. What surprised me most were the Mercedes-Benz car models. They looked quite old, and their lower abdomens weren't flat. It was disgusting to see them working as car models.

It took me a long time before I stopped at the Alto car booth because the car model was simply too beautiful, especially her figure, which was very domineering. She had shoulder-length hair, an oval face, and eyes that crinkled when she smiled. She wore a short, sparingly chosen halter-neck dress that barely covered her buttocks—the most alluring kind. Her breasts were prominent, her buttocks round, her thighs had incredibly smooth and beautiful curves, and her waist was slender.

When she noticed the handsome, robust young man looking at her, she deliberately made a few gestures with a grin, including wiggling her buttocks towards me twice, as if to say, "Come on!"

To be honest, before she wiggled her buttocks, I had been doubtful about whether I could handle her, so I hadn't dared to approach her. But after receiving the unmistakable message from her buttocks, I walked up to her and said directly, "Hello, can we get to know each other?"

She smiled and said, "I'm working." I said, "Let me stand for a bit, you go and rest." Seeing I was joking, she said, "Okay? Stop teasing me, I can't talk to you too much, haha." I said, "I think you're very special, really, I want to get to know you. You're busy right now, I'll give you my phone number, you can call me, okay?" So I gave her my number.

That night she called me, but I didn't ask her out because I thought she worked hard during the day, and if I slept with her that night, it would definitely affect her work the next day. So we chatted on the phone for a while. She was very grateful for my concern, saying that no one else was as attentive as me. I said I really liked her ass, and she said I was bad. I said I wasn't bad, I just had low-class tastes, and she laughed out loud.

A few days later, I couldn't take it anymore. The thought of her alluring thighs and seductive curves made me feel awful, like a dog caged in a roast duck restaurant. So, on the afternoon the auto show ended, I contacted her. We agreed to meet at the entrance of a department store. I arrived early, parked my car, and waited for her. Because it was outside, she was wearing more layers, even though it was cold. She was still quite sexy; her stretchy leggings clung tightly to her buttocks and thighs, and I could see her buttocks bouncing as she walked—very bouncy. I asked her, "Are you wearing underwear?" She still called me naughty. I asked again, "Why does your butt look so firm?" She hit me with her handbag. I dodged, and then she chased after me, swinging her breasts. I grabbed her waist and said, "If you hit me again, I'll take your pants off, you believe me?" Her face turned red instantly, and she said, "Don't say things like that!" I said, "Then what should I say?" She asked me if I liked her. I told her that I was seduced by her figure and butt when we first met.

So, laughing and joking, we got into my car and went to her favorite hot pot restaurant. The men around us, except for one who seemed to have erectile dysfunction, all cast envious glances at me as they drank, each one seemingly wishing they could rape her three times over. Because she had taken off her coat, her tighter sweater accentuated her even more alluring figure, and I secretly rejoiced: tonight I can really have my way with this genuine beauty!

After the hot pot, she went to the restroom to touch up her makeup, and it took her a while to come out. I asked her, "What were you doing in there?" She said, "Touching up my makeup, you guys don't understand." I said, "I thought you had diarrhea!" She burst out laughing: "Haha~~~" In the car, she told me about her various experiences at the auto show, including being groped by a car company manager and having her butt touched by a customer. She said the happiest moment was when she flirted with a boy of about ten years old, and his mother saw her and quickly pulled the boy away. I said, "You're so sexy!" She laughed again.

Soon, I drove home. It was around 9 pm. I invited her to my place to see some stamps I had collected, and she readily agreed. Actually, we both knew what we were going to do there. When we got home, we sat down to chat and drink tea. We didn't mention the stamps because we didn't have any. I hate stamp collecting. I gazed at her, then suddenly hugged her and kissed her. She resisted at first, but soon opened her mouth, and we kissed deeply, our two greedy tongues sucking and sucking. I rubbed her breasts with my palms, pinching and pulling her nipples with my fingers. Each time I pulled, she let out a satisfied moan, "Mmm, ah, I missed you so much."

I lay back on the sofa, letting her beautiful body press against me. Her clothes were already pulled up above her head. She shook her head and helped me take off my clothes, her bare upper body swaying on top of me. Her hair was loose and flowing, looking especially sexy in the dim light. I kissed her neck, one hand sliding down her waist, reaching inside her pants to touch her buttocks. Compared to her breasts, her buttocks were enormous, round and perky—simply exquisite, no exaggeration. They were my favorite part of her body; I couldn't get enough of them. She also took off my shirt, her hands groping my chest, then reaching inside my pants to grab and squeeze my penis, holding on tightly and stroking it vigorously. I lifted her up, making her kneel on my lap, pulling my jeans down to my knees. I brought my mouth to her, kissing her smooth belly, my tongue licking her navel. She moaned excitedly, "Mmm, oh," gripping my shoulders tightly, her body arching backward. Only then could you truly feel the flexibility of her body; her entire body arched backward almost flat, her hair swaying from side to side.

I held her slender waist, my tongue licking down her navel, then her lower abdomen through her panties, and finally the cleft between them. She was also leaking vaginal fluid, which, combined with my saliva, quickly soaked her panties, making her labia stand out prominently, with the cleft clearly visible.

Suddenly, she arched her back, freeing herself from me, and whispered in my ear, "Hurry, I can't take it anymore, fuck me now, we can play later, I can't take it anymore." I wanted to penetrate her quickly, so I stood up, pulled down my pants, and laid them flat on the coffee table. She didn't care, throwing her pants and panties to the floor, kneeling on the sofa, and hugging the cushion behind her back. I lifted her buttocks, gripped my erect penis, and walked to the sofa. I rubbed the head of my penis against her buttocks a few times, along her labia, getting it wet with her vaginal fluid. Just as I inserted the head a little, she thrust her buttocks back forcefully, and my entire penis slid in. "Ah," she cried out, and I hummed in response. I was very satisfied.

I stood on the floor, thrusting into her from behind, one hand reaching behind her waist to touch her breasts, pinching her nipples with my fingers, while the other hand roamed over her buttocks. I truly found her buttocks beautiful and wonderful to the touch, so I freed up the hand that had been touching her breasts and used both hands to explore her buttocks, occasionally pressing my thumb against her anus. She would moan even louder when I pressed her anus, which further convinced me that her buttocks were her most erogenous zone, thus becoming the reason for our frequent anal sex later on.

Looking back now, a beautiful and curvaceous woman like her is truly a stunner in bed. This is not only because she has rich sexual experience and knows how to cooperate with you and how to control the pace, knowing when to go fast and when to slow down, and she will also considerately tell you to rest when you are tired. She is the most typical example.

Our first time was quick, intense, and exhilarating. She kept yelling things like, "Harder, fuck me harder!" Finally, after repeatedly shouting, "I'm going to die, fuck me to death!", I ejaculated my first load of the day inside her, my penis spasming as it shot all my semen into her vagina. She also experienced her first orgasm of the day with the spasms of my ejaculation, gripping the sofa cushion tightly. I knelt on the sofa with one leg, half-climbing onto her buttocks, my hands reaching in front of me. One hand caressed her breasts, playing with her nipples, while the other hand reached between her legs, rubbing her clitoris and labia to soothe her aroused muscles. She turned her head contentedly and kissed my face, wiping the sweat from my forehead.

After cuddling for a while, I stood up, took a towel from my bag, and wiped the wetness between her legs. Then I lay down on the sofa, and she climbed on top of me contentedly, scratching my chest, kissing my neck, then lowering herself and licking her way down my body with her tongue, hardening my nipples, tickling my armpits, and finally reaching her ultimate goal.

She knelt on the sofa, put her head between my legs, playfully rubbing my glans with her nose, and licking the remaining mixture of semen and vaginal fluid from the glans. I looked down at her slender tongue parting the foreskin, revealing the purplish-red glans, and she took the entire glans into her mouth, sucking hard, her tongue swirling with my penis.

After our first orgasm, I lay on the sofa, and she gave me oral sex. Her oral sex technique was excellent, and her tongue was very long. While her lips enveloped my penis, her tongue would constantly swirl, lick, and suck the glans. She was very enthusiastic about this, so much so that we did oral sex almost every time we had sex, and sometimes she would even swallow my semen.

At that moment, I was lying on the sofa. She stood up and dried herself with a towel, then moved a cushion to the floor. She knelt on it, cupped my testicles in her hands, and lovingly stroked them. Her slender fingers gently traced the veins on my penis. She lightly scraped my knees, the junction of my scrotum and thighs, with her fingernails-less fingers, rubbing the base of my penis. Then she moved one hand to my gradually erect penis, stroking it up and down. Afterward, she brought her mouth between my legs, licking my glans with her tongue, and painstakingly opened her mouth wide, as if trying to take my entire penis into her mouth.

She was very skilled at oral sex (I can hardly forget the pleasure I felt at the time). First, she licked my penis with her tongue, like licking an ice pop. Her hands would occasionally scratch my scrotum. Her tongue would extend and retract, licking my entire penis. Sometimes she would use her hands to manipulate my penis, then move her mouth to my testicles and suck and lick them, biting and pulling at the skin of my scrotum with her teeth. Then she would take the entire testicle into her mouth and keep sucking it with her mouth and licking the two orbs with her tongue. I was so turned on that I couldn't help but tilt my head back, running my hands through her long hair and rubbing it. She looked up at me, then licked her way up my penis along the midline with her tongue, trying her best to swallow the entire thing deep into her mouth, her head moving up and down. Her hands were on my testicles, scrotum, and inner thighs, gently scratching with her nails.

I arched my back slightly, my hands running through her hair, pinching her earlobes, rubbing her burning face, sometimes stroking her back, circling her back with my fingers, sometimes reaching to the front, reaching down to her not-so-full, round breasts. I cupped her breasts with my palms, pinching her nipples with two fingers, and she twisted her body, moving her head back and forth more forcefully, stroking my penis. Her hands were also constantly scratching my buttocks, and pressing her fingers against my anus. I clenched my anus tightly, and she seemed to sense my tension. She forcefully spread my legs apart and lifted them high, almost making me fly into the air. But my buttocks were already quite high off the sofa. She buried her head deep behind me, forcefully pressing her tongue against my anus, and licked it. As I tensely clenched my muscles, her tongue had already slipped inside, licking around my anus incessantly. Her fingers also tried to penetrate, but stopped at my signal. Then she quickly licked around my anus with her tongue, occasionally slipping inside.

I lay there enjoying this for a while, then told her to get up. She lay on the sofa, and I sat down in front of her on a mat on the floor, leaning against her legs. I held her hand with one hand and stroked her calf with the other. Looking at her flushed face, her eyes seemingly about to drip with tears, my hand roamed along her calves. The skin on her calves was smooth and delicate. Reaching her ankles, I gently pinched her soft, white toes with my fingers, lightly scratching her rose-colored toenails. "Baby, does it tickle?" Seeing her shy, almost unbearable expression, I laughed with satisfaction, then began to scrape and rub her soles with my nails. Sometimes my fingers traced the lines of her feet slowly, sometimes they quickly scraped up and down her soles, sometimes I parted her toes and put them in my mouth, gently nibbling them with my teeth, my tongue licking between her toes. My tongue kissed her calves, licking her thighs, while my hand followed her legs down to her slender waist, caressing her full, rounded buttocks from behind (her buttocks were so big; every time I touched them, I couldn't bear to let go).

Her hot body writhed on the sofa, responding to my hands' invasion. I pressed my lips to her belly button, my tongue swirling around it, while my hands roamed over her breasts, occasionally pinching and pulling her nipples. She breathed heavily, her chest heaving. I climbed onto the sofa, straddling her, my tongue tracing upwards from her belly button, across her chest, licking her erect nipples, then taking them into my mouth, enveloping them with my lips. One hand supported one breast from below, while the other scratched her back, my fingers circling her buttocks, teasing her erogenous zones. (Her erogenous zone was definitely her buttocks; every time I touched them, she'd immediately get wet, and if I inserted my fingers into her anus, she'd be in unbearable pleasure.) I continued my assault upwards, my lips already capturing hers, our tongues intertwining, savoring each other's saliva. My nose pressed against her delicate little nose, changing shape with each touch. Our heads rubbed together, our lips locked in a tight embrace. I held her neck, my fingers squeezing and kneading her earlobes from behind, my thumb rubbing against her earlobe.

She groaned loudly, her body writhing beneath me, her hand reaching between my legs to grab my manhood. I abruptly pulled away, grabbing her ankles in surprise, and brought my head between her legs, my lips already kissing her wet labia. With a gasp, she trembled, clutching my head. I parted her petal-like labia with two fingers (her labia were dark, clearly from frequent sex, but very thick), my thumb pressing against her defenseless clitoris, my fingers beginning to vibrate rapidly. Under the gentle licking and caressing of my tongue and the relentless attacks of my fingers, her clitoris was already engorged and erect, peeking out from the foreskin. I lowered my mouth, using the tip of my tongue to roam along the crease of her labia, pressing against her clitoris with the tip of my tongue. My tongue slipped between her moist, parted labia, penetrating her vagina and mimicking the movements of a penis, thrusting in and out. My fingers caressed her labia from the side, while my other hand stroked her buttocks from behind, my thumb circling her anus, constantly moving and stroking around it. She seemed to particularly enjoy the smell of my penis; the scent seemed to excite her, so she sat up. I tried to follow, but she pressed my hand against my chest, preventing me from getting up. Then she spread her legs and sat on my lap, the head of my penis rubbing against her labia before sliding in with a soft thud. My entire penis was enveloped by her warm vagina, and because I was on top, it felt very welcoming. She then began to move up and down.

She moved with great skill, unlike some women who simply moved up and down or rubbed back and forth. Instead, she held my chest with both hands, first using my penis as a fulcrum to rotate left and right, fully experiencing the pleasure of my penis rubbing against the walls of her vagina. Then, she tossed her hair, keeping her body still, and pressed her hips against my lower abdomen, thrusting her hips back and forth, rubbing my pubic hair against her clitoris. Her labia were also spread open, and our genitals, covered in vaginal fluid, were sticky and pressed together. After rubbing and rubbing for a while, she began to lift her body up and down dramatically, making the thrusting movements very intense. Each time she lifted her body, it felt as if my entire penis was being pulled out of her body, leaving only the glans connected to her body. Then, she would suddenly sit down forcefully, the intense impact giving her immense pleasure, and she couldn't help but let out "Mmm, Ah!" sounds, her hands gripping my breasts tightly, her hips rising and falling, slamming hard against my thighs.

I lay flat on the sofa, looking down at the dark pubic hair where our bodies met (we both have very thick pubic hair, it looked like a dark patch). A glistening penis, wet with her juices, kept going in and out. Her dark labia were completely spread open, squeezed tightly around my penis. I arched my back to help her penetrate as deeply as possible, my hands reaching forward to knead her breasts and pinch her nipples.

At that moment, a passionate scene was playing on TV, and we became even more frantic with our primal actions. She sensed that I was about to climax and moved up and down with all her might. Just as I was about to ejaculate, she suddenly jumped to the ground, opened her mouth, and as soon as she took my glans into her mouth, a gush of hot fluid shot out, forcefully spraying into her mouth. The semen that she hadn't swallowed dripped down her chin. Looking down at her lewd expression, I almost thought she was a seasoned prostitute.

She wrapped me up for a while, helping me recover from the spasms and discomfort after ejaculation. Then, she stuck out her tongue and licked up the remaining semen on my lower abdomen and pubic hair, swallowing it. She then licked upwards along my abdomen, her warm body pressing against me. She climbed on top of me, kissing my earlobe, her hand gently caressing my genitals. My uncooperative little brother had completely surrendered, limp and hanging down, gently stroked by her fingers.

She leaned close to my ear, "Was it good? Your husband's been away, you must have been really bored." I kissed her face, licking her earlobe as I asked. "You rascal, you're the one who's enjoying it, aren't you? Just got off the bus, didn't even shower, and you're already in a rush to get to work. You've had your fun, haven't you?" She looked up at me, her face clearly showing pleasure. I reached out and hugged her, touching her buttocks, my hand fiddling with her anus. Her body trembled, and she tried to sway her hips to get away from my fingers. But I wasn't about to let her. With a forceful thrust, I shoved my thumb into her anus. She struggled a few times and then stopped moving, her hips twitching as my finger pushed and protruded. This further convinced me that she was a woman who enjoyed intercourse and anal sex, so I set my sights on her anus.

I inserted my finger into her anus, mimicking the thrusting motion of a penis. She swayed her hips, allowing my finger to rotate fully inside her anus. My finger had spread her anus wide open. I patted her buttocks and told her to squat. I lay on the sofa facing her buttocks, and I spread her buttocks wide with my hands. I saw that her anus was very tight, dark in color, and wrinkled. I forcefully inserted my fingers, and her anus contracted forcefully with the movement of my fingers. But every time I pulled my fingers out, it felt like I was tearing her anus off. She excitedly wiggled her buttocks, and fluid flowed from her anus. I inserted my index finger into her anus and my middle finger into her anus, the two fingers only separated by a thin membrane, manipulating her two holes.

Under the manipulation of my two fingers, she had no strength left. Her hands gripped the back of the sofa tightly, her legs trembled, and copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowed all over my face. I lifted her up, making her kneel down while holding onto the back of the sofa, her buttocks raised high, revealing her entire anus to me. I first inserted my penis into her vagina, then inserted a finger into her anus, and then rhythmically and gently thrust in and out. My finger and penis were inserted into both holes, and both holes contracted and gripped my fingers and penis tightly. Her vaginal fluids increased, flowing down her buttocks and my thighs. She lay face down on the sofa, her head pressed against it, her hands frantically scratching at the cushions. I felt it was time for a full-force attack, so I pulled out my penis, smeared a lot of her vaginal fluid on my fingers and applied it to her anus. It felt smooth enough to insert my fingers easily, so I placed the head of my penis against her anus.

Although I had done a lot of preparation, and she had done anal sex before, it was still very tight and difficult to penetrate her for the first time. She also felt pain (so I suggest that those interested in this should use lubricant). I used my fingers to massage her anus to relax the skin around her anus, and as soon as she relaxed, I thrust my entire penis in. She screamed, shaking her head frantically, repeatedly crying out, "No, no, it hurts too much, I can't take it anymore, pull it out!" I lay on top of her buttocks, pressing hard to prevent her from escaping, kneading her breasts with my hands, kissing her back, constantly reassuring her not to be afraid, that it would be over soon.

We remained in this position, my penis pressing against her anus. After about 5 or 6 minutes, the pain subsided, and she turned to kiss me, telling me I could move, but to start slowly. I stood on the ground, holding her buttocks, and gently pulled my penis out a little. She moaned and her body twitched slightly, probably still in a bit of pain. I had to slowly and gently thrust in and out. She also moaned and groaned, gently swaying her buttocks, enjoying the pleasure of my penis thrusting in and out of her anus. As expected, her anus was very tight and had great contraction force, and the clenching and unclenching was very rhythmic, as if it were automatically controlled. This made me more and more interested and energetic as I fucked her, and the range of motion became larger and larger. After she got used to the discomfort of the foreign object being inserted into her anus at first, she also began to enjoy the pleasure of anal sex, constantly moaning and telling me from time to time that I could fuck her harder.

I stood on the ground, holding her buttocks, and began to thrust vigorously. Each time I pulled out, it felt like I was tearing her anus off. I could see the tender, red skin inside her anus being pulled out as my penis was withdrawn. When I thrust in forcefully, I could insert the entire thing deep inside. She started moaning loudly (her moans were so loud that I often had to cover her mouth with my hand because I was afraid people outside would hear. And her moans gave men a great sense of pride and a desire to conquer; they weren't just ordinary "oh"s or "ah," but rather, "You're fucking me to death, harder, I want you to fuck me to death!").

Since I had already ejaculated twice, this anal sex session lasted for more than 40 minutes. In the end, I shot my last bullet of the day into her anus. When I pulled my penis out, looking at her anus, stretched into a dark hole by my penis, filled with thick semen, it was a truly lewd scene. A satisfying day.

She slept at my house that night. I don't remember what time she fell asleep because I was so tired. I slept until noon the next day. When I woke up, I saw her looking at me with a smile. I said, "You're so beautiful! Your figure is exactly what I like. No wonder I was so excited yesterday." So, we spent the entire next day in bed, even eating and using the bathroom. We didn't wear clothes all day. We chatted, teased, made love, rested, chatted again, teased again, made love again... indulging our primal desires until she felt it was time for her to leave.

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