Chapter 3 – Transit

He dropped to his knees in the bathroom, which was luckily quite spacious, and he gently kissed her belly and then her sweet pussy. She ran her hands over his hair and gently cupped his chin as she dropped her head back with a lusty moan. He knew how she loved his tongue, he knew exactly how to drive her crazy.

Maybe it was the thrill of being in the plane, maybe it was her sheer desire, but she came for him quickly and easily and begged to be fucked hard. She slipped off the sink, turned around, bent over and offered her ass. He gave her one quick spank and slid his thick, hard cock right into her warmth. As he looked up from her backside, he realized she had been watching him the entire time in the mirror they were both facing. She loved to watch him fuck her as she told him all the things he loved to hear, especially his name. He loved when she moaned his name in ecstasy and told him to fuck her harder. It still made him weak. The only problem was she was beginning to get louder and he knew there would one little he could do to control her moans, so he told her he was going to cum quickly and fill her, and she readily agreed. He released himself into her and slowed down, just feeling the soft wetness the two of them had become. She looked like a beautiful mess in the mirrors reflection and he ran his hands through her long hair to straighten it over her back.

The embraced for a few moments and cleaned up. Both being too embarrassed to walk back to their seats together, he exited first and she followed a few minutes later. When she sat down he asked her if she felt like all the passengers eyes were on her, knowingly. She laughed and they snuggled in together for the rest of the flight. Both were tired and she fell to sleep quickly in the crook of his arm. She thought to herself as she started to slumber that there was no better place to be than in her lovers arms at this moment.

Arriving in the early morning, they exited the plane and passed quickly through Italian customs to retrieve their luggage and locate their transportation. They had a bit of a train ride through the countryside and then, to her surprise, he had reserved a luxury car to take them to their hotel. More time to snuggle against her favorite man. Their ride to the hotel would be through the winding, steep streets of Positano. As she entered the black limo, she noticed the windows were dark and they were separated from their driver. She gave him a knowing look “are we crossing another thing off our list?” He smiled and let her know the drive to the hotel probably wasn’t far and the scenery would probably be beautiful. That didn’t seem to deter her. As soon as they slipped into the cool air of the car and the doors closed behind them, she was at his pants, pulling out his then flaccid member. She teased with her tongue. She flicked and licked and sucked. She was trying to coax his cock back to attention and was quickly succeeding.

With his head resting on the back of the seat and his hands running through her long blonde hair, he was to do no more than enjoy her touch. She loved to suck on him and he knew it. She had him fully hard again within moments of driving away from the train station. She was giving him her full attention. No surface of his hard cock or his smooth balls were left unattended. Her tongue swirled and dipped slowly. She moaned as she went fully down on him, letting the head of his cock touch the back of her throat, and he felt the vibration of the moan at the base of his cock. She reached down and around and gave a tight squeeze to his balls. She knew what he loved as equally as he had pleasured her earlier.

They were both so focused on the blow job that they didn’t realize the car was slowly winding its way up the winding roads as the gorgeous seaside was dropping away beneath them. They didn’t even know the car stopped until they heard the drivers door slam. Within seconds the driver was opening the back door and he surely saw her giving him head. Neither of them really made a move to stop until the driver cleared his throat. She sat up, grinned broadly at the driver and adjusted herself to step out of the car and into the daylight. He gathered himself together, laughing at the thought of her boldness, and followed out after her. He was shaking his head at the things this one got him to do, things he would never had dreamed of, and he loved every minute of it.

Author: Madeline Harper

My journey through divorce and an emotional and sexual reawakening. Love, laughter, friendships, family and heartbreak included. And there is sex, lots of it, so close your eyes and turn the page if that's not for you! While I started this blog as an endeavor to journal my thoughts and feelings in an attempt to better understand myself, it has become an amazing platform from which I have met some of the most interesting and wonderful people in my life. My path is often crooked, but I hope you will share in the journey with me.

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