Insatiable Girlfriend
After that, we didn't meet at all for about five years, and only when I got a car did our meetings resume. We sit in the car, talk, from time to time I slip my hands under her sweater and massage her breasts, then, slipping my hand under her skirt, I go beyond her tights and, pulling down the elastic of her panties, feel the hair covering her vagina. Spreading this covering with my hands, I gently touch her labia and, parting them, slip a finger into her vagina, then try to find her clitoris, and finding it with my finger, I massage it again. She is all tense, but then relaxes and practically doesn't resist. Her vagina becomes wet, ready to receive me.
She asks: "Why do you never kiss me?" I immediately grab her head with both hands, press her to me, and, sinking my lips into hers, can't tear myself away from them for a long time. She reciprocates and also takes my lips with hers, and this continues for a very long time.I called her at work and offered to pick her up after work. She agreed. At the appointed time, I drove up to her work, she came out, got in the car, and we drove out of town. I asked if she would be missed at home, she replied that she often works late, so everything would be fine. Finding a free spot on the side of the highway outside the city, I stopped the car, reclined the back of the front passenger seat where she was sitting, and started taking off her clothes. She was probably ready for such a turn of events and didn't object much. Leaving only her bra and panties on her body, I started kneading her breasts with my hands and kissing her on the lips, after which I slipped my hands into her panties and tried to penetrate her vagina with my finger. Her vagina was already quite moist, apparently from my kisses and breast massage. I took off my clothes, climbed on top of her lying on the reclined seat, inserted my trembling, impatient, and excited penis into her open thighs, and proceeded to satisfy the passion that had seized both me and her. But everything comes to an end, and since this was our first meeting after a long break, I finished very quickly, pulling my penis out of her depths and splashing semen onto her stomach. Since we didn't have a towel, we wiped her soiled body with my T-shirt, got dressed, and I drove her home.
We drove into the forest, stopped, I, freeing myself from my clothes, helped her take off her clothes, and immediately proceeded to caress her. Before this, I saw a man walking along the forest clearing where we had stopped. This didn't bother her at all, and I, in general, also didn't care and continued the activity of preparing her to receive my penis. Holding her breasts with my hands, I take them into my mouth one by one, kiss and nibble her nipples, and try to put my penis into her hands so she can caress it.
Raising my head, I see the surprised face of the man who, passing by the car, saw what we were doing and was apparently very surprised. After standing for a while, the man leaves, and we continue with our favorite activity, which we both enjoy. I lay her on the reclined front seat, insert my penis into the wide-open, pink from blood flow, curly reddish-black hair-covered "doors of depravity" — her vagina, which willingly, without resistance, captures my penis with her small labia, rolls back the foreskin, frees the purple head of my penis, with which I begin rhythmic movements, grabbing her buttocks with my hands, trying to lift her so the penis goes even deeper. She doesn't resist and actively helps me, spreading her legs even wider, as much as the car conditions allow. When the penis enters her vagina, wet from her and my lubrication, squelching sounds are heard, and the base of my penis and balls slap against her body. Finally, having pumped enough and feeling the approach of ejaculation, I pull my penis out of the embrace of her frenzied, bottomless womb, as she is in a dangerous period for pregnancy and doesn't have an IUD, and neither I nor she ever use condoms in our relations. I splash semen onto a towel placed underneath, return the head of my penis to its initial position, i.e., pull the foreskin back over it so it completely covers the head, as my wife is used to seeing it. We get dressed, I take her to work, and return to my own work.
It was autumn, damp and dirty. In the evening, I took a car that wasn't mine and went to pick her up. She came out, got in the car, wearing a long black skirt. We drove out of town, and in complete darkness (the interior light wasn't working), I laid her on the front passenger seat on her right side, lifted her skirt, slightly pulled down her tights along with her panties, and, lowering my trousers and underwear, tried to enter her from behind, from the side. It was uncomfortable, plus it was dark, and I couldn't find the desired opening for a long time. Then she confidently took my penis with her left hand and guided it into her vagina herself.
My penis felt at home, but it was still uncomfortable. After a few thrusts, I spilled all the contents of my balls into her, and we returned to the city. I dropped her off at home and went to work.
She confidently drives the car, I occasionally glance at the road and engage in satisfying my desires. Freeing her shoulder, I kiss it, lowering her dress, I see a white strapless bra covering her impressive breasts.
Carefully, with one hand, I free a breast from the embrace of the bra and kiss it. She continues to drive the car, slightly embarrassed. My penis tries to break free from the embrace of my briefs and trousers, as it is bursting with the desire to penetrate her vagina. With my other hand, I slip under her skirt and, pulling down the top elastic of her panties, feel with my hand the hair covering her pubis and the entrance to the most desired area. She tries to resist, clenches her knees, and pushes me away with her hand. After a while, we stop and move to the back seat, not feeling any embarrassment, as we both know why we are here and what we want from each other. I take off my shirt and trousers, remaining only in my briefs. She also takes off her dress, remaining in her panties and bra. I lay her on the seat, my hands gently stroke her breasts, my mouth catches her mouth, my tongue tries to penetrate deep inside. She joins in my caresses, her hands hold my penis, her mouth is open, she presses her whole body against me and tries to move the foreskin of my penis with her hands. However, I stop her and ask her not to rush, as from an excess of desire, premature ejaculation might occur. I move down, take off her panties, unclasp and remove her bra, first kiss her breasts, sucking on a nipple, then, parting the hairy surface (completely covering her labia), I kiss what is between her legs, simultaneously trying to penetrate her anus with my finger. However, she doesn't want to allow either a finger or my penis into her anus; she simply removes my hand. After that, I ask her to turn onto her stomach, get on her knees, and from behind, I kiss her perineum again. She moans and tries to get closer and with her hands insert my penis into her trembling flesh, but I ask her to stay in that position. Then I lie down on the seat and ask her to stand over me, so that my mouth can caress her vagina, and with my penis, I try to reach her breasts. She actively helps me, taking my penis in her hands, gently stroking the foreskin of my penis with her nipple, causing it to become fully erect, standing at full attention.
I ask her to lie on the seat again and insert my penis into her trembling flesh, meeting no resistance, after which I begin rhythmic and strong movements to thrust the penis deep inside, causing her to hit her head against the door with each thrust. But the pleasure she receives is apparently greater than the pain caused, and she doesn't
resist at all or try to stop me. Then I lie down on the seat again and ask her to get on top of me, and she, helping with her hands, inserts the penis into herself again, and everything starts over.
She rhythmically rises and falls on my upright penis, while I, grabbing her breasts with my hands, finish, and everything that has accumulated in me pours into her. Putting on her bra, panties, tights, blouse, skirt, and shoes, she opens the car door, steps out onto the street, hikes up her skirt again, pulls down her panties, squats, and demonstrates the process of urination; a strong stream of urine flows out of her. After finishing this process, she inserts a white pad into her panties, tucks in its edges, puts on her panties, lowers her hiked-up skirt, and gets back in the car.
With her hands, she carefully spreads her thighs, widening the entrance to her anus, completely still in anticipation. And so as not to cause her pain, I insert my penis not very deep, practically just the swollen head, about 5 centimeters. The opening of her little butt is very small, and the movement of the penis is difficult. After a few movements, I free the penis and insert it into her vagina, and so on several times. However, having reached the highest bliss, I release a portion of semen into her vagina, and we freeze.
I pick her up with her friends from a bowling club and drop off her friends at their homes. One of the girls doesn't want to leave the car and demands that the fun continue. With great difficulty, we persuade her to leave the car, something I still regret to this day. I should have taken the friend with us, undressed both of them, and asked one to caress the other, or given my penis to both of them to hold or put in their mouths, but that's long in the past and can't be brought back. We drive out of town. She warns me that today is her critical day and we won't have anything today. I tell her that there are other ways to achieve satisfaction, in particular oral sex. She says she has never done that before, to which I reply that we'll try today. I suggest she unbutton her blouse, I unbutton and remove her bra.
Reclining the seat, I take off my jacket, trousers, and remain only in my underwear. After that, I start kissing her lips and breasts. Her hands squeeze my penis and try to manipulate it. I take off my underwear and place my penis in the groove between her breasts. She squeezes
her own breasts with her hands and massages my penis with them.
After a short while, I move up higher and direct my penis into her mouth. Without offering any resistance, she wraps her lips around it and, holding it with her hand, begins to slowly draw it into herself. However, she does this very cautiously and only pushes and sucks into her mouth the head of the penis, freed from the foreskin. And it seems to me that as experienced and skilled as she is in vaginal sex, she is equally inexperienced in oral sex, i.e., she most likely hasn't engaged in oral sex before. I, taking her head, help her with this, and when I press her to me, a smacking sound is heard, like a baby sucking on a breast, and this continues for several minutes.
I can't say that I experienced special bliss, but at some moment the moment of release still comes. Pulling my penis out of her mouth and pressing it against her breast, I release everything that had accumulated in me onto her chest.
She warns me again that today is her critical day and we won't have anything today. I tell her that there are other ways to achieve satisfaction, in particular oral sex. She says she doesn't feel like it today, to which I reply that I don't accept her refusal. We drive into the forest. I take off my shirt and trousers. She also takes off her jacket and skirt, remaining in her panties, tights, and bra.
After that, I start kissing her lips and breasts. Her hands squeeze my penis and try to manipulate it. I take off my underwear and, tilting her head, force her to take my penis in her mouth. Despite it being somewhat dirty, she, without embarrassment or disgust, wraps her lips around my penis and begins up-and-down movements,
and at some point, breaking away from this activity, she raises her head, and I see a trickle of semen stretching from her lips.
Taking my penis in her hands, she brings it to her breast and begins to rub the nipple of her swollen breast against the exposed penis.
And again she takes it in her mouth, then, releasing it from her lips, touches the outer part near the frenulum, takes it in her hands again, and, placing the penis between her breasts with highly protruding, swollen-from-excitement nipples, begins movements with them. Then she takes it in her mouth again, and I feel that the critical moment is coming when the penis, with several thrusts, releases all the accumulated energy of semen into her mouth.
She calmly accepts all this mass, and only after a short while opens the door and spits out what she couldn't swallow.
And again we are in the car, again driving somewhere. Noticing a snowdrift by the road, formed by a bulldozer during clearing, I drive behind it and stop. I lower the passenger seat she is sitting on and take off her skirt. It's warm in the car, music is playing. I undress myself and tell her I have a video camera with me and I want to film her. She agrees, and I start filming. After filming a panorama of the lower part of her body, located below the navel and covered by white panties, I lift up her sweater
under which there is no bra, and film a close-up of her breasts with already aroused and protruding nipples. Then I move the lens down and film the object of all men's desires, the flower, comfortably opened between her spread legs and covered with dark curly hair. Due to her height, she can't lie with her legs stretched out, so she rests them on the dashboard, forming a diamond shape between her spread knees.
I, continuing to film, slip my hand into this bud, spread its petals so that the rather large clitoris is visible, and film it with maximum zoom.
My penis, from what it saw and feeling the proximity of her womb, has already emerged from my underwear and stands erect with a proudly raised head. I turn the camera to her face, and at that moment she says that's enough filming, it's time to get down to business. She turns off the light in the car and, grabbing my penis with her hand, quickly inserts it into the desire-filled thicket of love. I have no choice but to proceed to satisfy the passion that has seized us. Making back-and-forth movements, I rhythmically insert my penis into her, simultaneously grabbing her breasts with my hands and directing them one by one into my mouth, sucking and nibbling her nipples, which sends her into ecstasy. Her whole body follows my penis, lifting her rear when I pull out and lowering it during my forward thrust. Having enjoyed these movements, I feel the critical moment approaching, and then my penis, jerking sharply, releases a stream of semen into her, then another. For a few minutes, we freeze. After that, we tidy ourselves up with a towel, get dressed, I take her home, and return to work myself.
Arriving at a familiar spot, we find that someone is already there. We turn around and drive out onto the highway. Stopping on the shoulder, I begin preparing her for intercourse with my hands. She says that today is her critical days and she can't take me inside. I, slipping my hands under her sweater, find a bra there. Pulling it down, I touch
her swollen breasts with my hands.
Unbuttoning my trousers and the zipper of my fly, I put her hand into my unbuttoned trousers and underwear and show her what movements she needs to make with her hand.
This doesn't embarrass her at all, and she, understanding everything perfectly, as she has possibly done this more than once before, grabs the erect penis with her hand and begins to masturbate it, moving the foreskin back from the head, performing back-and-forth movements up and down — engaging in a handjob.
I, still with my tongue in her mouth, massage her breasts with my hands. Then she sticks her tongue into my mouth, and her hand continues to massage my penis, swollen from the influx of desire, which becomes even more excited. And then, at some moment, all the accumulated semen spurts into my underwear; some gets on her working hand, which is still in my underwear. After that, she pulls out her hand. We sit for a while longer, continue kissing, my hands are still under her sweater, squeezing her breasts. Then I button up my trousers, she adjusts her bra and sweater, and we drive back to the city.
The first snow had fallen; I hadn't yet put winter tires on the car. One day she called me, I said I would come and pick her up during lunch break, she agreed. I drove up, picked her up, we drove into the forest along a packed road, went down a small hill for a few meters, stopped in a clearing. I undressed her down to her panties and bra and proceeded with the activity for which we had actually come to the forest. We kiss each other, my hands massage her breasts, her hands tightly embrace me and press me to her. Taking