So it all started with a simple spark in the name of the initial conversation, I don’t know, in fact, we both don’t know what was so unique, but we both could witness mental chemistry, it is like a game of frequencies, and our spectrums were definitely pretty matching to put it that way!
That spark and initial chemistry were carried forward to conversations, lots of them, whenever we both could find time, there were conversations, and the conversations were pretty touching. There was some exchange of glimpses too, so we had just a basic idea about how we both used to look in certain areas of our bodies.
So finally the day came, for which we decided to catch up for coffee, the days before this particular day were quite hectic both for me and for the lady because of all sorts of reasons, be it work or travel or other minor contributors.
Then, the day finally was there, a certain time of the day was decided, and then I calculated in my mind how much time would be required for me to travel to the decided spot. I also asked my friend for his car, because I figured it would be convenient for me to reach the place that way, compared to the Metro and everything else.
Moreover, in the back of my mind, I didn’t want a situation where we had to be afraid of PDA despite being okay with the idea of a few kisses or touches here and there.
So, I had things planned, in terms of what I shall be wearing and some things in the name of presenting my best self to the coffee day, not calling it a date because I was asked not to call it a date! I planned to wear a certain shirt, put on a certain fragrance, a certain pair of shoes, some more grooming like beard butter and lip balm, and stuff like that.
But then, the twist came on the morning of the D-day, when I turned the vehicle on, I figured there was a certain issue, apart from a Tyre puncture, I asked her to maybe reschedule everything so that we can be there 30 minutes later, to which she replied positively by saying even she is running late, now knowing a bit about her, I assume this her running late thing was just to ease me up about the thing. Now, in order to do all the vehicle repair thing and stuff, I had to devote some of my time on that part and that took a toll on the time I had set for grooming and getting ready. And obviously, there was neither the planned shirt nor the perfume, no grooming.
I was underconfident because of how I earlier planned to put my best foot forward here, just because I wanted to deliberately put effort for the lady, I just wanted to show through everything that she is a gorgeous amazing lady.
So yeah, I reached, 4 minutes late from the decided time, parked the vehicle, and texted her telling her that I have arrived. She texted me back telling me that she is coming down at the entrance of the venue to get me so that I don’t get lost in the process of identifying her in a decently crowded venue, as she knew I had seen her face in a jigsaw manner, but not really or in a picture.
So, she then came there, walking from the inside towards the entrance, and she waved Hi from there itself, but even if she had not, I would have identified her, because holy goodness, how can I not recognize those eyes? Her eyes were as magical as they appeared in the pictures, and I told her even back then that her eyes are really mesmerizing, but she probably didn’t take the degree of seriousness I meant to say it with, like how I have never encountered such beautiful eyes ever!
So, just to give a better glimpse of the situation, she came towards me, smiling and waving a “Hi”, dressed in her pumps, skirt, and shirt, what you would categorize as proper corporate attire. But the thing is, she just made everything much more beautiful than normal corporate attire by wearing everything I requested her to wear when we were planning to meet. Moreover, she exactly knew my weakness for legs, so I do not know what it was that made her legs sparkle like I could not “not notice” her gorgeous legs right then and there. But, to avoid making her uncomfortable, I kept that glimpse as short as possible, and just went about speaking to her, more like greeting and saying things like
*”finally, we meet, after a really long…..”*
and I remember I could not even finish my sentence.
I mean I do not need to give a reason for the same, because, in my mind, the first reaction after looking at her coming towards me was, “Fuck!” with tons of exclamation marks followed by lots of null. So, I was blown away by how gorgeous, sizzling, and classy she looked!
So, we went inside the venue, reached a particular table we both thought would be fine sitting at, and I sneakily stood at the side of the table I would prefer to sit at, and yet asked her for her preferred side of the table or anything. I wanted to face the wall, so that there is just her in my frame and nothing else, coz I have waited for this view for quite some time, and more than that time, with some intense desire!
Now, we started talking, or if I am being precise, she was the one talking about some things, and I was mostly listening, I told her that I am nervous, given how gorgeous she was looking. So, maybe her talking prominently got me eased up and I was slowly getting a bit more relaxed.
We ordered a little something, spoke up about a few things, and the conversations were a mixed affair like we discussed the teens, we discussed our student days, we discussed some other general things, and we may have used a few innuendos here and there.
The conversations also gave me some opportunity for me to hold her hands, and given how much I adore her pretty hands, I absolutely loved it. I so loved holding her hands gently in mine and looking into her eyes for most of those two and a half hours of time. But, guilty as charged, there was not just looking right in her eyes and holding her hands, there were moments where I could get a much better glimpse of one of my most liked “view” that I had communicated to her in past, the view of her cleavage from between of the two buttons of her shirt, I could get that glimpse more than once, and it was so subtle given a public space, that I was amazed, like how can someone be carrying something so easily yet elegantly and despite all that satiate my desire that she knows of!
At some point, I wanted to just brush my legs against her, because intermittently my mind kept telling me about how hot her legs are, and how gorgeous they looked when I got my first glimpse.
We also started talking about living in a certain part of Delhi, and then we were again clicking on a certain topic. So, then it came down to going to a certain cafe that was common to us as the new topic of conversation this time. She still had an hour and a half in her schedule for us, and I basically had the entire day, so we decided to go to that particular cafe.
While walking toward the parking lot, I saw a lot of people checking her out. So, I slowly spoke to her (which is how I spoke to her all the time, slowly, as she joked about me not speaking loudly),
“*So someone is definitely turning a lot of heads, see, I told you, you are looking absolutely gorgeous”*
To which she exclaimed and said that she didn’t notice any heads turning at all! We reached the car, I got her into the seat, then I got into the driver’s seat, by the way, on our way to the car, I told her how certain moments made me a bit hard down there, she also asked about those particular moments.
And, all of that conversation had both of us a bit more comfortable I believe.
When we sat in the car, I turned it on, and then I asked her if we shall move to the new destination, I kept repeating the sentence without saying it properly because all I was doing in that moment was checking the surroundings out.
Then I asked her to give me a kiss, she looked at me with a bit of a surprise, then I asked her to just lean down and lean to the front a bit, this time she kinda did some of that, and yes, we had what I would call a fraction of a smooch. So, then she was like,
“*Is it okay now, I gave you the kiss”*
I then took her hand, more like asking for her hand, and guided it to my pants to show her how hard that made me.
I was turned on even more because those lips were looking abso-fuckin-lutely hot and I wanted to kinda smooch her. This is what I wanted though. So, I just took the car out of the parking, and this being an automatic one, I did not have to focus much on the left hand.
So, I just had to take care of the wheel, and then I asked her if I can place my hand on her leg. To which she agreed and a moment later, I was just getting drowned in that pool of ecstasy, that feeling of her buttery smooth legs against my fingers barely touching, but more like brushing up and down on the underside of her leg, and rubbing on the top of her right thigh.
I guess the skirt really helped our case there!
Then, I went a bit ahead and started touching the inner side of her thighs, and at a particular moment I just guided my hand all the way deeper into her skirt, until it touched her underwear, it was a sheer net one, a particular one that I loved and told her about during our texting thing. But, as we were on the road, I brought my hand back to her thighs and knees and just rubbed her a little all over her legs.
There were moments when I had to focus on the road more, and she would make sure to lift her foot off the floor and rub it up and down gently against my hand so that we can continue getting turned on even more.
We got to stop at a red light, and at that moment I just slipped my fingers a bit more intense before the light turned green, and her face turned red. Long story short, we had to shuffle a couple of parking lots to finally find a good spot.
Now, all this while, on our way to the parking lot and switching parking lots and all of the driving around, things had gone a bit intense, I had my hands touch her inner thighs intermittently, and at times just gently brushed against her vagina too.
Finally, when we parked in the parking lot, I just had to get my hands deep, but we jumped onto each other for a kiss like anything. We kissed, this time exactly how I would want a kiss to be, the lips were brushing against each other passionately, there was sloppiness in the kiss, my hand was now rubbing her side of face, I tried to take my hand inside her shirt and maybe tease her shoulder and neck a bit as we kiss, but due to all the reasons of how we were positioned, I could not do that.
So then, I had to put my hands on her butt and caress it, rub it up and down her thighs as we kissed, gently squeeze her boobs at times too. While our lips were flowing in absolute rhythm, my hands just grabbed her buttcheek softly and gave it a small squeeze.
I deliberately took my tongue deep inside her mouth to explore and raise the temperature of her vagina. Right as the smooch was over, I now wanted to give her pleasure.
The desire to just make it freaking amazing for her was burning so fuckin high that I had to put my hand all the way closer to her vagina and give it a nice long rub of my fingers. I kept it just a single stroke of my fingers, from all the way down to all the way up to the clit, I remember her intense moan slipping out of her mouth when I touched her clit.
She just uttered my name at that moment, I might have never heard my name called out in this sexy manner ever! Then, I went on to repeat the long stroke on her vagina a couple more times, before I decided to ask her to kiss me again, and this time along with that, I used my hand to touch her more appropriately down there.
I was now rubbing her vagina nicely while kissing her. Even while kissing I could hear her moans because she was quite intense with the moans, and truth being told, every single time she moaned like that, gave me quite some chills, turned me on like anything.
So picture two people kissing like absolute freaks who are hungry for it, while she had her legs opened up as wide as she could, and I had my right hand slipped from the underside of her skirt into her vagina, by slipping her sexy underwear to the side.
The feeling of her vagina against my fingers was amazing, there was slight warmth, and there was a lot of moisture, definitely enough to encourage me to maybe go inside now. After a bit of rubbing her, I now slid my finger inside her vagina.
I remember her taking my hand out and saying,
*”It has been some time, take it slow”*
which I interpreted as a possible skin irritation or the burning sensation that is not so uncommon on a vagina or area around, if things are not wet enough, I tried to dial myself down a bit and not be intense much, but I asked if she is feeling any irritation or anything, as I again starting building it up through the touches now, she denied about any skin irritation or anything like that, so this time, I put my finger inside her, had my eyes looking at her mind-blowing reactions to everything that was happening.
I was observing her every single move and reaction because this was absolute gold.
Goshhhh, if there is a short way of putting it, it was a sex-goddess moment when I saw her enjoying that intense fingerfucking. Her left hand was on the window pane, her right hand was resting somewhere behind my neck, legs spread as much as she could have in that moment, eyes closed and face absolutely lost in the pleasure-pool, moans were so fuckin sexy that I can get a hard-on any day, replaying those moans in my head.
At one moment she tried to bury her mouth on my arm, to which I encouraged her to bite me if she wishes to, but I don’t think she could listen to my words in that moment.
So I kept touching her vagina in and out, I remember going inside and then doing this thing with my fingers as if I were trying to pull some jelly out of a jar, I bent my fingers and rubbed the inner side of her vagina’s wall gently. I at some point made my finger rotate all around in the pool of her juices.
And I tried as many variations as I could at that moment so that I can continue hearing her moans and I can continue feasting on that view!
After some intense fingerfucking, moans, lots of sweating for both of us, I could feel her pelvis shaking at one point of time, this time she literally held my arm with both her hands, and took it away, saying,
*” Oh my god, this is so fucking good, this is so intense”*
but I guess she didn’t want a mess, maybe she was conscious about cumming or something, I am still trying to understand why! And in all honesty if it was a more private space and something, I would have not stopped until her orgasm for sure!
Then she asked me if she can take a look at my cock, to which I first denied straight up, the reason was me being not so sure about the surroundings and all, but then I checked things out and went about something that I might have dreamt a thousand times, her gorgeous lips gently brushing against my dickhead, and that is what exactly happened next.
She took it out as soon as I opened my pants and uncovered it by sliding my underwear down a bit.
There she was, holding it in her hand, slowly kissing the head, taking the taste of it and brushing her lips against my frenulum, ahhh, that was heaven right there.
I honestly didn’t want to, but I also wanted to, and I ended up holding her head, and then giving a few thrusts into her mouth, possibly for a few seconds, and then I had to stop, and let her do her thing, but she sat up straight and looked at me to catch a breath, and then I kissed her, as I guess she might have thought whether I would be comfy in kissing or not.
But yes, I kissed her softly and let her suck my cock once again. This time I grabbed her butt for a while, as in after lifting her skirt up and feeling it while viewing it, and caressed it. I also went about rubbing her back a bit. Took my hand on her shirt and just unhooked her bra from the outside, which got her “wow” as the reaction. Did I want to impress her? Maybe. Did I do that just to ease her breasts up? More like that yes!
Then, she sucked me so fucking good, it kinda made me fly on some cloud 9. And it is hard to remember much from those few minutes to be honest. But, I remember taking charge once again, and this time going about thrusting my cock into her mouth smooth and swift, but then she gagged on it, and came up towards my face telling how she mentioned about a weak gag reflex, to which my response was,
*”It is alright, you are so good at it”*
and then I grabbed her face and kissed her lips once again.
Then I suspected someone might be coming towards the car nearby or something, so I went to adjust my clothes a bit, and then we drove off of that particular parking lot to check the previous one once again.
In this moment, I was so turned on, I could not even breathe properly, and I even asked her if she also gets that turned on at times! We came back to the same spot after roaming around for a while. This time again I kept watching that if someone comes close to us, we can get adjusted and say we are just sitting and talking.
Also, she had suggested that if we don’t find enough privacy, let’s just sit and talk for a while, as she hardly had half an hour with her to leave back. So we shared some conversations for a while as there were a few guys a bit away from our car.
But, I loved how she leaned down a lot, so that I can just lean a bit and kiss her without someone noticing anything at all. And, that gave me such an amazing feeling.
God I have to repeat for the 100th time maybe, but yes, I absolutely loved those smooches, I might have experienced a lot of smooches, but the ones with her, I don’t know why and how they were so fuckin special, they just felt so damn intense, that I had left a bit of precum for her, which she tasted when she tried to taste my cock once again.
We were kissing like anything once again, her lips and mine were taking turns in sucking each other’s lips and we were absolutely loving what we were feeling. I cannot even say for sure where my hands were because they were restless, sometimes on her bra, other times on her neck trying to rub her neck and tease her even more, sometimes grabbing her gorgeous legs and going about everything possible, some other times just holding her gorgeous butt with them.
She also had her hand on my underwear, gently moving against my cock, and this time she decided to once again go and taste it. But, due to everything that has been going on, I leaked the precum, which she tasted when she went down on me, and she started kissing the dickhead, sucking it, and just absolutely loving my cock the way she wanted.
So, after lots of smooches and some of the oral thing from her, We saw a guy coming to the car next to us, and we decide to drive out of there. It was anyway pretty late for her, so she had to leave. So that is where she adjusted her clothes and everything and left after a while.
It was one hell of a thing, I cannot wait to see her again, and this time I so badly want to please her with all of my lips. I want to give her orgams, multiple of them, irrespective of what I get in return, because she is such an amazing, elegant, classy, gorgeous and sexy lady, that every effort for her pleasure is justified!
I would say again, best make-out of my life!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xe8euy/the_lady_in_the_car_mf