First time being fucked in a car

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I don't usually visit porn sites, but I don't know why I've been feeling restless these past few days. It might be because my boyfriend
introduced me to this porn site. I never used to look at these things; I had no interest and found them
boring. Besides, I'm a delicate woman with a low sex drive.

Since joining the porn site, I've been experiencing constant arousal, even dreaming about it. I
know I'm doomed. Since my boyfriend isn't around, I've decided to expose my first affair on the porn site.

That was about three years ago. Before my divorce, my husband was an ordinary office worker. Because
he was so promiscuous, and because I have a low sex drive, he had many women outside the marriage and usually didn't come home all night. At first,
I wasn't used to being alone at home and often argued with him, but he would confidently say, "Am I not a man
?!"

He was using this as an excuse to blame me for not satisfying him, using this high-sounding reason to shut me down. I had no choice but to accept it, and later
I stopped paying attention to him. I thought he'd get tired of playing and naturally crawl back.

I don't remember which autumn night it was, but I was riding my motorcycle to the street to buy something. I
had just when suddenly a voice called out to me from behind, "Lin, hello!" I turned around and saw
it was him! A boy who had once pursued me. He wasn't tall, but he was very muscular, with a buzz cut, and a pair of
affectionate eyes smiling at me.

I thought to myself, when did he become so manly? I couldn't help but feel a little fond of him. So I
smiled back at him and greeted him casually. Unexpectedly, he asked for my phone number
, which I gave him.

A few days later, one evening, I had just taken a shower when the phone rang. It was him calling. My husband
wasn't home yet; he was probably rolling around in some woman's arms! I started chatting with him, and he said he'd heard my
marriage wasn't going well, and he felt sorry for me, which made me a little sad. He then comforted me, telling me not to be
sad and suggesting we go for a walk, which I agreed to.

We arranged a place, and he brought his company car—a brand new 3.0. As he drove up to me
, he turned off the headlights and let me get in. He drove straight onto a mountain road.

We didn't exchange many words during the drive, because we hadn't seen each other for several years and felt a little awkward.

Soon, we came to a mountain road with little traffic. To the right was a cliff, and to the left a steep precipice.
Dense trees grew on both sides of the road, and occasionally a truck would pass by, but no one would bother us.

He parked the car on the side, turned around, and looked at me with a very affectionate gaze. Feeling a little embarrassed,
I reached out and opened the car window, gazing up at the sky. Countless stars twinkled tonight, a gentle breeze caressed me, and I felt so comfortable. I
took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and a few seconds later, a moving song filled my ears—
"Ghost."

Before I knew it, he had climbed into the back seat and gently pulled me into his arms. In this desolate,
quiet night, listening to such enchanting music, how could I resist such temptation? I was captivated
. I felt as if I'd taken a love potion, my body limp and powerless. He quickly pulled off my skirt
, then gently caressed my body, slowly kissing every inch of my skin, murmuring
words of praise and expressing his longing for me.

By this time, my underwear was already soaked with sweat, and the desire to be penetrated was gradually rising. My legs
were trembling slightly, and my waist was twisting restlessly. Although I didn't say anything, my body was clearly
sending him signals that I wanted to be penetrated. He then pulled down his pants, and I quickly whispered
to him, "Did you bring one?" He smiled gently and said he did. I then closed my eyes again, curling up in
the corner by the back door of the car, looking as if I were being raped.

The car door on my side faced a cliff, and thinking about it now makes me shudder. I thought that if
the car door hadn't been closed properly, I would have been fucked off the cliff by him—that would have been terrifying!

I closed my eyes and waited for him to put on the condom.

He was done quickly, reaching out a hand and lifting one of my legs up like a chick
. I opened my eyes and saw that his penis, while not very long, was quite thick. Before I could even prepare
myself, he thrust forward and swiftly entered my vagina, his other hand
kneading .

I couldn't help but cry out, but after only a couple of thrusts, he pulled his penis out again. With trembling
hands, he removed the condom and tossed it aside. Just as I was about to stop him, he plunged into my vagina again.
Helpless, I could only let him do as he pleased.

Before this, I never moaned loudly during sex, only making subtle whimpering sounds. I never
expected to find myself involuntarily moaning loudly like a prostitute.

At first, it felt so tight, as if a huge object was blocking my lower body. He began to thrust,
rhythmically and experiencedly, each time using all his strength to reach my G-spot. What I loved most
was that he would accompany his thrusts with low moans, letting me know how much my vagina intoxicated him
.

I really like it when men moan appropriately during sex; otherwise, they just thrust wildly like robots
—how boring!

My juices were overflowing, the clear liquid lubricating his penis, making it
move in and out of my vagina even more freely. At that moment, I forgot I was a lady, forgot I was a respectable woman, forgot my shame as a woman.
I closed my eyes and fully enjoyed the thrill of the affair, the pleasure of sex.

No wonder people say a woman's private parts are the most wanton place; besides childbirth, they are naturally
meant for men to fuck and play with. If men didn't play with them, how
could their charm be shown? If it weren't the most obscene place, why would men in the world be so infatuated with it? Fuck me! Fuck me! As long as we were both
happy, I no longer had so many worries; I just wanted to seize this moment of ecstasy.

I don't know how much time passed, but I was a little numb from his fucking, my body leaning towards the car door.
Caught in the doorway, unable to move, he made his final thrust at my pleas, his movements faster and faster, like a dog
's frantic thrusting. Finally, a gush of fluid spurted from my body, and I let out a heart-wrenching
scream before my moans gradually died down.

During the rest, he told me how slippery and small my vagina was, how tender and white my skin was, giving him
unprecedented pleasure.

We lay in the back seat, and he stroked my body while telling me of his love for me. Unconsciously
, I became weak all over again, my heart filled with desire. I gripped his hand tightly, opened my mouth
, and bit his shoulder hard. He couldn't help but yell, and I grinned lasciviously. Seeing this, he immediately
became a beast. He grabbed me and made me kneel on the back seat facing the rearview mirror, like a little bitch. He
roughly spread my thighs wide, exposing my vulva completely. My juices flowed
like a burst dam, and I even wished he would lick it.
Heh, how lewd I am! But he didn't. Instead, a thick, powerful penis ruthlessly
shoved This time, I felt no shame and howled wildly.
Luckily, we were on a deserted mountain road. Besides the two of us, only the moon, the stars, and all sorts of other
unidentified little animals could hear us. They were probably also aroused and started to act. Heh.
It seems everyone has a lewd side, just waiting to be discovered.

Overwhelmed with excitement, I writhed my slender waist, letting out moans. Seeing
this, he went almost insane. He grabbed my waist and thrust into my vagina with all his might
. Perhaps because there was so much vaginal fluid, the slapping sounds were loud, and he fucked me until I screamed for my parents before finally ejaculating.

When I got home, my husband was already there. Feeling guilty, I
shivered when I suddenly saw him lying on the bed. Then I pretended nothing was wrong and went to bed, pretending to be asleep. Good heavens!
He didn't even ask where I'd been. Maybe he'd done something wrong tonight too!

After a while, he moved closer to me, pinning me down. I didn't show any expression and didn't resist
, letting him fuck me again.

When it was over, I thought to myself, "Good, you went and fucked someone else's wife, and today your wife has finally been
fucked by someone else!" Thinking this, a wicked pleasure rose within me. Before I knew it, I had drifted off to sleep.

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