Thick raindrops caressed the windows of the vehicle in a natural curtain of privacy. My pussy grew wet as she tenderly kissed me. This couldn’t be the last time. I refused to believe it. Everything but this exact moment in time and space rejected. Her head was in my hands, that thick dark hair, her pouty wet lips–god, I needed her.

My hands shoved into her jacket, grasping her breasts through the cotton and lace.

“Natalia,” she exhaled my name, reaching between my legs.

“Please,” I begged softly.

Those pouty wet lips moved to my earlobe, my neck, delicate fingers rolling a nipple beneath my shirt. I unfastened my jeans for her. Kissed her madly when those delicate fingers pushed into my willing pussy. I moaned, and she bit my lip, roughly stroking my g-spot.

“Oh my god, Ellie…” My head rolled back, following my eyes. 

“I need you,” she husked. I nodded.

She slid into the back seat, pulling me along. Ellie peeled off her jeans, then mine, my shirt, then hers. My nipples were in her mouth, familiar, lovely, her fingers in my sex, comforting and needed. She licked my pussy to the symphony of a thousand raindrops in the glow of the dashboard, suckling, teasing, nursing my clit.

“My turn,” I said, pulling her away from my spread thighs when I couldn’t stand it any longer. 

She turned to sit, allowing me to hover. Her breasts were bigger than mine, soft and full with perfect fucking nipples. She was the picturesque brunette; sweet face, pert tits, a tiny waist with an ass juicier than a spring peach. Her cock was beautiful, too. It strained in my hand, precum oozing from the slit. She gasped sweetly when I took the head into my mouth.

Ellie’s cock was home. I knew every curve; the wide tip, the thick shaft, the way her smooth balls hung. She was so yummy, so sweet, fisting my blonde hair as I sucked and hummed. Our eyes locked as she pushed up into my throat. No one could undo me so well. She was so powerful and I felt so petite, kneeling between her legs, taking her big cock however she liked.

“Ah Natalia, I’m gonna miss this.”

A fissure split my heart. She saw the tear escape the corner of my eye, holding my head as it bobbed up and down. I kissed her dick and stroked it with love, took each ball in my mouth and gently sucked, pushed her thighs open and licked her ass.

Ellie moaned, tilted her hips, my face buried, tongue massaging that delicious little star. She must have met her limit. She pulled me up, settled on the center of the backseat, and guided me to straddle her. Darkness swallowed everything beyond our little melancholy paradise. There was nothing but us. Her face nestled between my breasts as I slowly sat on her throbbing appendage and mewled. She held my waist and encouraged me, up and back down until I met her hilt and we sighed.

She filled me to the brim, pressed against my g-spot from within. My hips rocked a little, catching her breath.

"God damn, you're so tight," she grunted, squeezing handfuls of my ass.

I watched her nuzzle and lick my tits, wishing I could bottle this moment. The perfume of a fresh storm and sex. The feeling of being fucked by her, in love with her.

Long strokes in and out, her hips came up and down, controlling the motion of our fucking to her liking. Rough for just a moment, a very long and needed moment, Ellie pounded me hard before relaxing again.

How am I going to do this without her? Pain and pleasure threatened to tear me apart; her fist in my hair, cock in my pussy, the notion of leaving this behind.

I rode her to the tune of our breath, the slap of skin, the melody of my wet sex being fucked. A silent tear. She held me close, kissed me gingerly, occasionally bit me or smacked my ass. 

"That's right," Ellie cooed as her cock stretched me deliciously, lips trailing my throat. "Ride me, sweetheart." 

I complied. 

"I want to feel you cum," I confessed.

"Then let's see what you got," she instructed, hands coming to rest at her sides, letting me take control.

Slow yet eager I began, establishing a leisurely rhythm. Then a little harder. A little faster, until I'm twerking my hips above her, pussy swallowing her erection quick and complete, over and over as she moans aloud.

"That's it, sweetheart, take that dick," Ellie urged with femininity. "Fuck, you are so good at that."

I bounced on her lap until the windows fogged over.

"You're such a good girl," she told me, breath growing rapid. I fucked and fucked before abruptly being usurped.

Grabbing my waist, Ellie maneuvered me onto my back and pushed my legs apart as her cock sunk into me, hard and fast, fucking me with true fervor.

"Yes, yes, yes," I chanted, "fuck me, fuck my pretty pink pussy."

"Ugh Natalia, you're gonna make me fucking cum."

I arched, gasping wildly, the exhilarating tingle from her perfect penetration suddenly bursting from my center. When I screamed, she groaned, the first pump of her cock releasing inside me. 

We came hard, together, writhing and grasping, grinding, pulsing. Her hot cum filled me as I shivered, my contracting pussy milking her.

With a final gasp she collapsed, pressing me into the leather seat. I never wanted to move again. But slowly, rudely, the world around us came alive. We didn't speak, listening to the rain, the humidity cocooning us. 

The silence extended as we eventually got dressed.

Outside the car, under drizzling clouds and one large red umbrella, we walked hand in hand, following the glowing street lamps to the bus stop. Others gradually arrived, carrying bags, whispering their goodbyes under the blanket of midnight. 

The large caravan rumbled to life. I turned to Ellie, her eyes filled with tears she refused to let fall.

“I don't know if I can do this without you.” I trembled.

She took my face in her hands, calmly. Firmly.

“You are the most brilliant person I know. You can do anything."

My own tears finally spilled.

"You're going to change the fucking world," Ellie growled, then kissed me hard and pushed me onto the bus. 

It was an opportunity she wouldn't let me miss. And she couldn't come with me. And as I watched her red umbrella grow smaller through blurred glass, I prayed this wouldn't be the end of our story.