Affair, Crazy Car Sex (Experience Story Adult Novel)

That was when I was a senior in college. Maybe it was because I looked good, I was popular with the opposite sex. But one night, at almost twelve o'clock, I got the exact news that my girlfriend was cheating on me with someone else. At that time, my mood was like the weather outside the window, so cold that it seemed to freeze the whole Jinan. I was also very proud and didn't want to tell my roommates about it. I was so depressed that I couldn't sleep, so I ran out to smoke in the snow. I smoked half a pack but still felt depressed. I went to a big Internet cafe near the school to play World of Warcraft to vent my feelings.

There weren't many people in the Internet cafe that night, so I chose a quiet corner to vent my emotions. After playing for more than an hour, the two people around me paid their bills and left, leaving me alone occupying an entire row of machines. At this time, a man and a woman came in from outside and chose the two empty machines behind me to sit on. I took a quick glance and found that the couple was a perfect match. The man was handsome, the woman was pretty, and they were both dressed very fashionably. They both looked like Korean stars. I had no idea why such people would come to the Internet cafe. I felt jealous because my girlfriend cheated on me, so when I saw couples, I naturally cursed them. While playing World of Warcraft, I cursed the couple behind them for betraying each other. It turned out that my curse really worked. Less than five minutes after the couple sat down, I heard a loud slap!

I turned my head instantly, and saw the man standing there with his hands covering his face and glaring at the woman. The woman was very cool and pointed a finger outside, and cursed at the man in a low voice: "Get out of here! I don't want to see you now!" The man left without saying a word, leaving the woman sitting in front of the machine in silence. At the time, I thought to myself that the man was probably having an affair online and the woman brought him to the Internet cafe to correct him. It was so funny. I turned around and looked at the woman carefully, and found that she was ruthless, but very elegant. She was probably around 26 years old, but her skin was like a little girl, so white and tender that it looked oily. She had straight short hair that reached her neck, and her eyes were deep and cold. She looked very rational and fashionable. Her clothes were also very fashionable.

She wore a black short leather jacket, a bohemian shawl on her shoulders, gray woolen plaid pants, and pointed boots of excellent quality. To have a girlfriend like this and still cheat on her, I think that man really doesn't know how lucky he is! The woman just sat there for a long time without leaving. I turned around and played World of Warcraft for a while but I couldn't concentrate. I was very sad about my girlfriend's betrayal, and there was such a beautiful woman behind me who shared the same pain as me. Naturally, I had some adventurous ideas: Could the two of us comfort each other?

The more I thought about it, the more this idea made sense, so I went to the administrator to change the machine and shamelessly sat next to the woman. When I got closer, I found that this woman was so delicate, as if she had plastic surgery. No wonder she looked so much like Korean. The woman stared at the screen in deep thought and didn't care that someone sat next to her. I felt pressured to approach such a charming woman. I tried to talk to her directly several times but failed. Finally, I could only hold my breath, take out a cigarette, and pretend to look for a lighter, muttering, "Hey? Where's my lighter?" My lighter was in my trouser pocket. Of course, I was just pretending to say this to the woman. She still didn't notice me, so I boldly patted her shoulder and asked her politely, "Can I borrow a light?"

The woman glanced at me and said, "Do you think I look like a hot-tempered person?" I didn't know where the inspiration came from at the time, and said, "I think you are very angry!" The woman's eyes showed disdain, and she turned her head and ignored me. I thought there was no chance of chatting up this woman, but I still pretended to look for a lighter. Then the woman made a move. She took out a golden Dupont lighter from her bag, lit it up with a "ding" sound, and handed it to me.

Anyone who has heard a Dupont lighter being lit knows that the sound is particularly pleasant and crisp. When I heard the "ding" sound, my heart almost jumped out of my chest. I quickly held out the cigarette I was holding and went over to borrow a lighter to light it, and said to the woman: Thank you. You really have fire. ! ”

The woman still ignored me coldly, but at this time I was encouraged by Du Peng's "ding" and said something for fun: "Your boyfriend is cheating on you, did you beat him?" The woman glanced at me unhappily. I didn't back down and continued, "My girlfriend is also cheating on me with other men, and I came to this internet cafe because I was depressed and couldn't sleep." I thought I would win the woman's sympathy by saying this, but the woman said to me, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." I said, "Yes, I know. But I can't get your attention if I don't speak." The woman snorted and said to me, "Why do you want to get my attention, are you sick?

I said, "If hoping to attract the attention of a stunningly beautiful woman is considered a problem, then I have a problem." The woman was helpless with what I said and could not scold me anymore. She did not respond to me. In fact, I did not know what to say. We sat there looking at our computers for about five minutes. I kept trying to find something to say, but I didn't know what to say. I felt like if I didn't say anything, there would be no hope tonight. I got anxious and took out my phone, typed a line of words and handed it to the woman: "Would I have the honor of taking you out for a drink?

Without any hesitation, the woman picked up her bag and said, "Let's go." I didn't expect the woman to be so straightforward. When she stood up, I was still in a daze. Seeing that the woman had walked several steps away, I realized that the woman agreed, and hurriedly chased after her. We walked side by side, and no one spoke. She was not tall, about 1.7 meters in high-heeled boots, which was really incomparable to my height of 1.85 meters. Later, when we went to the front desk to check out, I took the initiative to help the woman pay the bill.

Of course, she didn't stay for long at all. She didn't spend a few dollars before she left the Internet cafe, and the heavy snow was still falling and hit both of our faces. The night wind was surprisingly cold, and I saw the woman shivering a little. I wanted to take off my coat and put it on her, but then I felt that it was inappropriate as we were not that close yet, so I did not move. The woman came out and saw me following her, so she asked me: "Where is your bike?" I came here by bicycle, and at that time I rode bicycles to go to school. I subconsciously pointed to my bike and said: "Where is it? What? Do you want me to ride you? Aren't you afraid of being slippery and falling?" The woman smiled helplessly, took out a bunch of car keys from her black handbag, pressed the keys at a row of cars downstairs, and heard two "beeps", and a silver BMW Z4 appeared!

I was not just dumbfounded, but completely, utterly, and utterly dumbfounded!

I wanted to take him with me on my bicycle, but it turned out that he had a BMW sports car!

I fucking wanted to dig a hole and bury myself in it!

The woman didn't care about my ignorance. She walked towards the sports car, opened the door, and while brushing off the snow on her body, she asked me, "Aren't you coming over?" "Come over, come over..." I chased after her in a daze, brushed off the snow on my body and head, and got into the car with the woman. The car had not been parked for long, and there was still residual warmth from the heater, so it was not cold. It was just that my body was too big for a single-row sports car like the Z4, so it was a bit crowded to get in. I don't know if the woman was genuinely considerate or just afraid that I would damage her car, but after starting the car, she helped me press the electronic button and adjusted the seat so that I could be more comfortable. The woman didn't say anything. She rubbed her hands to keep them warm, put her handbag on the back rack, and started driving. When I met such an awesome woman, I didn’t know what to say. I just sat quietly in the car and let her take me wherever she wanted. After sitting for more than half an hour, I couldn't sit still anymore because I found that the woman was taking me to the suburbs. Thinking of the way she beat that man before, I started to worry that she might be a gangster. I started to feel uneasy and asked her calmly, "Sister, where are you taking me?"

When the woman heard me call her sister, she snorted softly and said, "Why, are you scared?"

I said: "In the middle of the night, a strange beauty drove a sports car and took me to a remote mountain area. If I say I'm not afraid, then I'm just pretending to be a grandson."

The woman smiled sweetly and said nothing. I felt a little panicked, wondering if I had met some pervert. I quickly said, "Sister, let's drive back. The place I'm taking you to will definitely help you relax."

The woman said: "The place I'll take you to is more relaxing"

I said with a bitter face: "Where? Not hell, is it?"

The woman smiled and said, "Don't ask anymore. Just sit still and you'll know when you get there."

The more I heard this, the more panicked I became, so I quickly said, "Sister, you must see clearly that I am just a poor student who rides a bicycle. The motherland has not yet watered me and made me bloom. I am worthless, so please don't look down on me too much."

The woman didn't say anything, she just drove with a smile on her face. No matter what I said, she wouldn't turn around. I had no choice but to wait and see where she took me.

More than half an hour later, the woman drove to a remote place that I definitely didn't know.

I looked out the window. The snowflakes were floating in the air, which was very beautiful. However, there were abandoned factories around, and the silence was chilling.

The woman turned and drove the car into a dark corner.

The handbrake was engaged and the car stopped.

I began to worry that the woman was going to sell me out, and I didn't know why she brought me here. After she turned off the lights in the car and even the heater, I felt an inexplicable feeling permeating the car.

Snow kept falling on the car windows, and large hexagonal flakes of snow covered the windows in less than two minutes.

I turned my head to look at the woman and found that she looked very calm, so I asked her, "Sister, what are we doing?"

The woman turned her head and looked at me with a faint fragrance, and asked me: "What do you think, why do you want to ask me out?"

I finally understood what she said, so I swallowed my saliva and asked her, "Is there a place where I can get a room?"

The woman said directly: "Isn't the place where we are sitting the room?"

I was a little dumbfounded: "In the car? Isn't this place too narrow?"

The woman smiled faintly, took off her shawl, put her handbrake on awkwardly, crossed her legs, and sat on me passionately.

She sat on me sideways, like sitting sideways on the back of a bicycle. I am already quite big, and if I add another person to my body, you can imagine how cramped the space in the car will become. Fortunately, the design of Z4 is quite user-friendly, and the seats can be slightly adjusted to make some space.

Things have developed to this point, which is beyond my expectations. What else can I say? Just go and hug the woman with a warm heart.

But the woman didn't want me to hug her. She pushed my hand away and continued to move towards me. After adjusting herself several times, she finally sat comfortably astride me. I leaned back on the soft seat of the BMW, holding the woman's thighs, looking at her with envy and a little shyness.

The woman put her hands on my shoulders, looked at me with delicate ambiguity and asked, "Have you ever played like this before?"

I shook my head dumbfoundedly: "First time."

When the woman heard what I said, her expression became even more ambiguous. She stroked my chest muscles through my sweater and said:

“Are you good?”

I was seduced by her and slowly got into the mood. I hugged her beautiful buttocks from behind through her woolen pants, and deliberately straightened my waist, pushed her with my already hard thing and said, "What do you think?"

The woman smiled coquettishly and restrainedly. Her eyes were so alluring that I wanted to fuck her to death on the spot. Unfortunately, the space in the car was too small and she was pinning me down, so I couldn't move. I could only anxiously pull the zipper of her leather jacket. The woman was obedient and helped me take off her leather jacket. She was wearing a pure white wool sweater, which was tight-fitting, and her two breasts, which were neither too big nor too small, were clearly highlighted.

I couldn't help but touch her breasts. At this time, the woman pressed her body close to me and gave me a French kiss. There was a smell of cigarette in her mouth and mine too, so the French kiss wasn't very effective. But the French kiss had a strong driving force, so we both took off our shirts. The violent shaking also shook off some of the snow on the car windows. Although it was winter and the heater was not on in the car, the atmosphere was so warm that I didn't feel cold at all. I hugged the woman tightly and kissed her passionately, and she rubbed her breasts against my chest muscles in a coquettish manner. I untied her belt, put my hand into her pants, and played with her soft buttocks.

Maybe because she drives all the time, her hips are much bigger than her breasts. They feel like a piece of flesh when you grab them, and they feel especially good. At this time, she also untied my belt, put both her hands into my underwear, and played with my cock hungrily. My dick is very big and she can't hold it with both hands. I think when she touches such a thing, she will definitely want me to have sex with her immediately. She was rubbing against my body with great passion. I wanted to flirt with her some more, but the space in the car was too small and I couldn't move at all.

I had to move my hands to reach under her panties, and when I did, she was already wet down there. I only lightly touched her labia, and the woman couldn't bear it. She moaned "Ah~", stood up with half bent waist, spread her legs with great effort, sat horizontally on me again, and then moved her legs to the main driving position. She took off her boots and pants with great effort. She was wearing a black lace thong, which she didn't take off, and I anxiously pulled my pants and underwear down to my knees. A naked giant turtle with its head sticking out was standing upright in the middle of the soft leather seat. The woman wanted me to fuck her directly.

But I was a little reluctant. At that time, I really wanted this very elegant and rich woman to give me a blowjob and suck my dick, so I pushed her waist and induced her to kneel on the main driver's seat. The woman knew that I wanted her blowjob without me saying it, so she leaned over and gave me a blowjob eagerly. I just felt my dick being sucked by a soft mouth with strong suction, and I leaned against the soft seat to enjoy it to my heart's content. The woman's blowjob was quite serious, which suddenly reminded me of my girlfriend. I think if she is having an affair outside, she would give him a blowjob like this, right?

I got excited and grabbed the woman's hair and pressed her head hard to ask her to speed up. The woman didn't expect that I was so bold as to grab her hair and press her. She looked up at me very obediently and charmingly, and started to suck me very quickly. I was so happy at that time. Seeing that the woman was also leaning forward and was very tired, I helped her up and held her elbows and pulled her onto me. The woman was finally able to be fucked by me. She straddled my legs, pulled her thong aside, and carefully sat on my treasure that was about to burst through the skylight. My cock was nearly 20 centimeters long, and the woman couldn't bear it after sitting down halfway. She closed her eyes with a look of lust on her face, and didn't dare to sit down again with a soft moan. I was just beginning to enjoy it, so I held the woman's waist and thrust upwards hard, thrusting the entire cock into her honey hole. The woman's head almost hit the sunroof after being poked by me. She put both hands on the roof and kept shouting "No". I don't care about her. You brought this to me, and now after I started fucking you, you say no. How can this be reasonable?

I held her waist, and then, taking advantage of the soft seat and the elasticity of the car's shock absorbers, I thrust up and down into her. She screamed in pain, as if she was giving birth to a child. She also wanted to spread her legs to stop me from ravaging her like that, but the space in the car was too small and she couldn't get away from me at all. The more she tried to hide, the deeper I thrust into her. In the end, I completely held her in my arms, holding her like an iron hoop and fucking her hard. The snow outside the car was all scattered by the shaking of our arms.

The hazy night concealed in darkness a sports car that was shaking violently and moaning softly. It was the first time I experienced such a feeling. Although there was little space to move, I felt like I was sitting on a sex machine. The soft vibrations brought both of us to wonderful climaxes, and the woman was still shouting "no" at the end. She felt that I was becoming very excited and was about to ejaculate. She wanted to push me away and begged me, "Don't ejaculate inside me. I'm not in my safe period." I didn't want to ejaculate inside her either, but unfortunately we were stuck in the car. I wanted to pull out, but I couldn't get away. I struggled to pull halfway out but couldn't control myself anymore.

Excited, I pushed it all back in. At that time, my cock was at its thickest, probably as strong as an elementary school student's fist. It pushed the woman's vagina open, and with a bang, a hot stream of liquid flowed into the woman's uterus. The woman was so excited after I shot her that she didn't care about anything else and was still shaking on my body due to the residual force. I was also infected by the woman's passion. I hugged her waist and fucked her to orgasm even though she was half soft. Later we turned on the heater and rested for a few minutes. At the invitation of her wet little mouth, I had sex with her again. The second time was more intense than the first. The sports car almost shook me apart. It also took a long time. It probably took me nearly an hour and a half before I ejaculated.

We tried every possible position in the car. After the second ejaculation, I was really exhausted, and the woman was even more exhausted. She was too lazy to move and just lay naked in my arms and fell asleep. I was so tired that I fell asleep. I probably slept for less than two hours when the woman woke up and woke me up too, and helped me clean up the battlefield. A lot of semen I ejaculated flowed onto the leather seat, and the woman took a long time to wipe it clean. After everything was cleaned up, we drove back to the city and she took me back to school. During this time, neither of us asked each other's name or even addressed each other. When we were near the school and I was about to get off the bus, the woman, who had recovered her composure, took out her Dupeng lighter from her handbag, handed it to me, and said to me calmly, "This is for you."

I didn't answer, got out of the car in silence, then leaned back and said to her: "Forgetting is the best gift we can give to each other."