Wife Seduction Manual- Chapter 33
Chapter 33: Car Sex (Intense & Wild)
Yang Yue drove in silence all the way to Chen Guo’s apartment building. But once parked, he made no move to get out.
Chen Guo tried the door—locked. She turned to him, puzzled. "Not letting me go?"
"What do you think?"
Yang Yue lit a cigarette, the flame flickering in the dim car.
The way he smoked was effortlessly attractive—not some forced pose, but a natural masculinity honed over years. Enough to make any woman’s heart race.
"Yue-ge, smile for me? Don’t be mad…"
Chen Guo looked at him meekly, unsure. She knew he was furious about how she’d been bullied and unable to fight back.
Staring at her reflection in the window, she wondered—how do I calm him down?
Then it hit her. The only way to quell his anger was to let him vent. Otherwise, she might not make it home tonight…
Worth a try. Chen Guo began to put it into action.
Steeling herself, she reached out, her delicate fingers brushing against his thigh—light, teasing strokes. It worked. His smoking hand stilled.
"Chen Guo, what are you doing?"
His voice had gone rough, the anger replaced by something darker.
If he couldn’t recognize such blatant seduction, he wouldn’t be a man. And this sudden boldness from her? It set his blood on fire.
Chen Guo leaned in, her lips grazing his ear as she whispered, "What do you think?"
Her hand slid higher, feeling the tension in his muscles, the hitch in his breath.
"Here? Now?"
"Mhm."
Soon, the cramped car was filled with stifled groans and wanton moans.
"Ah—Yue-ge, not so rough…"
From the first thrust, Chen Guo was overwhelmed, squirming to escape his grip.
Pinned against the window, she clutched the glass for support, hyper-aware of anyone who might pass by. The rocking car was a dead giveaway.
"Sl*t, already this wet? Since your pu*sy’s so eager, I’ll make you gush."
Yang Yue yanked her hair, forcing her into a searing kiss, their lips smacking obscenely.
"Mmph—! Easy…!"
Chen Guo’s protests were swallowed as he dominated her mouth, leaving her gasping.
But her struggles only excited him more. One hand closed around her throat, his eyes locked onto her face, watching every flicker of pleasure and pain.
Soon, lack of air turned her face from flushed to purple.
"Cough—! You—ah! Yang Yue, you bastard! Trying to kill me?!"
Just as her vision blurred, he released her.
Furious, Chen Guo kicked his abs—hard. He didn’t dodge.
"Didn’t it feel good?" Yang Yue grinned, licking her neck. "The harder I choked you, the tighter your pu*sy got. Admit it."
"Shut up!"
Blushing, Chen Guo bit his shoulder in retaliation.
This man was utterly shameless.
"Tch. Biting again? You really are my little bit¢h, aren’t you? Wagging your a$s for my co¢k—say it!"
Each word was punctuated by a brutal thrust, hilting himself completely.
"Ah! Yes! I’m your bit¢h!"
"Yue-ge… too deep! Ah—! How are you this good? I’m gonna die…!"
Chen Guo screamed as another orgasm ripped through her, drenching the seat.
But Yang Yue wasn’t stopping. He fu¢ked her through it, the car filling with the sound of her splashing arousal. Soon, the seat and each other's pubi¢ area were all wet with the pu*sy juice that flowed out of her little ¢unt.
Yang Yue's big co¢k was clamped by her hot and tight little pu*sy, and his back was numb. He groaned, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down:
"Filthy wh*re. I’ll wreck this ¢unt."
"Ah... your big co¢k is too strong... I really can't handle it... wuwu... you beast, you're going to fu¢k my pu*sy to pieces..."
His thrusts turned punishing, his own release nearing. Her tight heat was milking him mercilessly.
Chen Guo, draped over the seat, could only take it—her body limp, her mind hazy with pleasure-pain.
Yang Yue played with her breasts, pinching and kneading, then moved lower to her swollen clit. It is small, like the size of a peanut, but very naughty. As long as you press the peanut slightly, it will keep the honey gushing out of the ¢unt.
"Ah! Don’t—!"
Yang Yue was pinching and playing with the most sensitive part of her body. The overstimulation had her arching, but there was no escape.
"Thought you liked coming? Then squirt for me. Again."
A cruel twist of his fingers, paired with relentless pounding, sent her crashing into another orgasm.
"Ah—! I’m—! Coming! It's squirting again!"
Chen Guo covered her face and screamed, her slender waist arched upward in a beautiful arc, and a stream of transparent v@ginal fluid spurted out from her v*gina, spraying the window, the seat—everywhere.
"Look at you. Such a sl*t. Say it, are you my sl*t?"
"Y-yes! Yue-ge’s sl*t! Please—ah! So good…! Not so hard, my pu*sy is going to break…!"
She babbled mindlessly, willing to say anything if it meant he’d keep fu¢king her.
Yang Yue wasn’t faring much better. His jaw clenched, muscles straining. Her greedy ¢unt was sucking him to the edge.
For Chen Guo, the intensity made time crawl. It was too much—yet she couldn’t stop.
Finally, when Yang Yue had his fill, he pulled out, painting her face with his release.
(P.S.: Yeah, Yue-ge can get a bit rough in bed—blame how irresistible Guo is! Might be a tad intense… But rest assured, he’d never truly hurt her! hehe~)
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