For me, it was her. For me, it had always been her. We met young, very young, and had a turbulent start, but we’d been going strong ever since. Ours isn’t the sort of love that is subtle and hid under the radar, it’s raw, the personification of passion.

There she is, Sophie, standing at 5’8” with long chestnut hair and the deepest blue eyes. Eyes like oceans, which I have found myself lost in many a time. I stand and stare, I just can’t believe she is mine, all mine, how could I have found a woman like her? Already I’m weak at the knees, and who could blame me? One look at her jaw dropping figure, with her never ending legs, sculpted ass, cinched waist and gorgeous breasts is enough to stir the longings of even the most devoted of husbands.

She’s running towards me, oh boy is that a sight, her breasts are bouncing, up and down, up and down, I could feel it already, that familiar feeling down below.

*****
Well that was one horrible train journey, the heat of the summer and the heavy odour of my fellow passenger’s stilton sandwich did not mix well. I feel sweaty and quite frankly disgusting. I step off the train and glance around - there he is, Alex, my handsome fiancé, staring at me with those puppy dog eyes. No matter how disgusting I think I look, he never fails to make me feel like the most stunning girl on the planet What’s that I spot? If i’m not completely mistaken, and I never am, he’s hard. I want it, I need his hardness.

*****
She jumps up into my arms and we kiss, a deep kiss, our tongues intertwining. I slowly move my hand up her leg, tracing the inside of her thigh and gently tease her pussy, gently massaging her lips until she squeals in my ear, “Not here, not now on the platform”. My heart sinks, I know she’s right but still I have that insatiable lust for her….. “Just wait until we get into the car”. 

*****
His little face! I’ve never seen somebody’s face beam as much as his is now! I’m not just doing this for him though, it’s been weeks since we’ve touched, since we’ve felt each other’s skin, pressed our bodies together in pure pleasure. I can’t wait any longer, I need him now. I jump down from our embrace and grab his hand, pulling him along the platform and into the car park. He thrusts my luggage into the boot of the car and jumps into the driver’s seat. I practically throw myself into the passenger’s seat thinking about how to please him.

The car springs to life and roars out of the car park onto the main road, he brusquely shoves the gear stick into fifth and we speed our way onto the motorway. His movements are rough and angry, far more aggressive than his usual more fluid style. I can tell how desperate he is for relief and he’s doing everything he can to get home as quickly as possible, but for him relief may be coming sooner than expected.

I place my hand on his knee and he looks at me lovingly, then I slowly begin to slide it up and immediately his look changes, just like it did earlier.

His eyes suddenly have a devious glint in them, balanced with a deep longing for fulfillment. I’m there, my hands are on his crotch, my fingers are curled into the folds of his fly. I pull down the zip and undo his button deftly. I can see the bulge in his boxers, an irresistible sight. I slowly massage his cock through his boxers, teasing him just for a little bit. His expression is one of truly deep longing and I myself can’t wait any longer. I pull the waistband of his boxers down and his manhood springs out. There it is: eight inches of glorious masculinity, throbbing as I hold it my hands, his bulbous head visibly pulsating.

I wrap my hand around it firmly, grasping it as much for my own pleasure as for his. I’m driving him wild and can tell that I am about to push it forward to the next level. I stroke his cock, slowly at first, gradually increasing my speed until he is moaning loudly, calling my name, telling me just how good this is for him. This isn’t enough for me though, I need him inside me, but we’re in the car, the only way I can make that happen is by going down on him. I lean forward and take him in my mouth, swirling by tongue around his soft head and taking him as deeply as I can. 

I can feel that oh-so-familiar wetness spreading through my pants, coming out from the folds of my pussy and soaking my lace thong. I love pleasuring him but I need some pleasure myself - this situation obviously didn’t allow him to help me out in anyway, so it was up to me. I run my hands up the inside of my thighs, past the incredibly high hemline of my summer dress and pull the waistband of my thong down. They are at my knees but they’ve just got to come off - with one final yank they’re in my hands. 

He shouts to me, “Let me suck on them baby,” so I stuff them in his mouth and begin touching myself, massaging my clit. That just isn’t enough for me though, I can feel him inside my mouth and throat but I need to feel completely full so I begin to thrust my fingers in and out of my hole, first just the one but then the second.

I rest my wrist on the car seat and I begin to feel every little bump in the road, sending pleasure all through my body. It’s amazing: the pulsating of Alex’s cock in my mouth and the fullness between my legs, it’s sending me wild. It won’t be long know, I’m approaching my first spine tingling orgasm and the twitching of his dick is telling me that he is not far from cumming either.

Oh gosh here it is! "Oh yes! Yes!" I’m screaming. My legs are shaking, wetness is dripping out of my pussy and soaking the seat. My shouting has sent him over the edge, he’s moaning loudly - he's about to come! Rope after rope of his hot cum shoots down my throat, coating my mouth with his sweet seed. I love it and swallow every last drop. Licking his cock clean as I pull my mouth away. How he has managed to control the car during all of this I will never know. 

I’ve had my first orgasm, but now I’m craving more. One thing is for certain, he won’t be able to drive through this; “Pull over Alex.”