Driving Ms. J

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This happened several years ago, before I remarried, when I was dating. I met an exquisitely attractive woman while hanging out one evening in a part of town well-known for singles bars. We were both 40-somethings, she long and lean, with lovely golden hair, and brilliant green eyes. We were both immediately physically attracted to each other. Over the course of several subsequent meetings, it became clear that the attraction was intense and erotic.
One fine spring day, we had lunch together, and during lunch, the seduction was on. By the time we left lunch, we were intent on finding a quiet place to play. She drove us to a park, where we pulled over in as quiet an area as we could find.
In no time, we were kissing, and growing hotter with each passing moment. I was hard, my heart was pounding, and I could just imagine she was getting wet. My hand on her thigh soon began it's slow advance upward, and she shifted in a manner that both encouraged my continued progress, and made her more accessible to me.
Soon, my hand was re-arranging her underwear, as we exchanged kisses, and glanced about to make sure no one could see what was going on inside the car. And then, I was there. Her pussy lips were slick and warm, and my finger began to knead the tender flesh of her clit, occasionally dipping inside for the warm coating of her juices. Her head was back on the headrest, her eyes half-lidded, her sexy lips parted for the quick intake and release of breath.
I was in no hurry. I had promised her at lunch that I would be slow and sensual, and I delivered on that promise. My voice was soft and as sexy as I could make it, as I urged on her passion. Her pelvis responded with light thrusting motions, and her pussy became squishy with her fluids. Soon, she was moaning, and soon after that, she shivered and came, and called out, 'Oh, God! Oh, God!'
I stopped for a moment, we kissed again, then resumed out passionate dance. My fingers, her clit, the slipperiness of her insides, her body tensed, another cry to the heavens as she orgasmed.
We repeated this several times, perhaps 8 over the course of a half hour. An overly curious passerby was the cue that it was time to leave. I withdrew my hand, and began licking and sniffing my fingers to capture every possible memory of our passionate lunch. Yes, my dick was throbbing, but this day was about her pleasure, and I would later relive the day's events to my own enjoyment.
One final memory: as she drove me back to my car, my hand went back to her now soaked pussy, where slowly, teasingly, I brought her to one last orgasm, she hunched over the steering wheel, foot on the gas pedal, open-mouthed and gasping with pleasure.
Ah, what a day.
--Anonymous--

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