Strangers on a Train

We had knelt opposite each other for the entire time, but now it was getting a little uncomfortable. She understood what I intimated without a single word and reclined on her back. I moved to the very edge of the sofa to allow her to stretch out comfortably. However, she did not stop at that, raised her hip to access her skirt's zipper and pulled it down to her thighs in one quick motion. I finished what she started and then got up myself to get out off the trousers, shoes and socks. She continued pulling down her stockings and again I helped for the final moves. All that was left was a black but see-through pair of panties, however, when I took off my boxers she didn't hesitate for second to relieve herself of the last piece of fabric that could have come between us.

Oddly enough I had felt only mildly aroused until that point. The sight of her body was breathtaking. She moved slightly onto her left side, so that I had would have enough space to lie next to her. So I did. The first delicious moments our bodies lightly touched was sending shivers up and down my spine. We kissed tenderly whilst our hands roamed free on all the newly found pastures, deliberately avoiding direct contact with our most sensitive areas. Everything was light, gentle and engendered a feeling of weightlessness. It was incredible.

Gradually our kisses grew more passionate and our contact more intense. I felt her hands trailing up my upper thighs and this time she turned inward. I gasped when she took hold of my cock for the first time. She withdrew her lips from mine and watched me attentively as she slowly worked it up and down from the shaft. It did not take long to get me up to the fullest possible extent. She turned her head to take a visual account of what she had accomplished there, smiled, gave me brief kiss on my lips and started a kissing trail down my chest, her hand moving further up my rejoicing prick, thus intensifying the sensation. When her head had reached my belly button, she used her tongue to circle around it. I tensed up, as the sensation became almost unbearable when she continued that further outward towards my hips.

She stopped, adjusted her position and lowered her head only a few millimetres above my dick. She did not actually touch it yet, but blew her hot breath up and down its full length. Wisps of her hair tickled and teased my skin and my hands clenched the sofa cushions as I was about to lose it. Her tongue entered the arena and very, very slowly trailed up and down my cock, then homing in on the head, bringing her lips into play. Instead of lowering her head onto it, she squeezed one of her hands under my body until it rested between my lower back and my buttocks, then slowly lifted my pelvis up with this leverage. I had used this grip myself before, but this was something else altogether. She established a countermotion, sucking when releasing my pelvis and bringing me close to the point of no return in absolutely no time. She must have sensed that, as she interrupted her manipulations and started nibbling on it, next nigh to painful, but yet not quite.

She proceeded in a more customary fashion, wickedly alternating slow and faster spells, working me with an expertise I had never before encountered. I was about to beg her to let me come, when she used one of her hands to support her head work. She lifted her head up and watched me while jerking me to my orgasm.

When the first spasms subsided, she sucked the last drops out of me.

She used my boxers to wipe off the massive amount of spunk from my belly and chest. I propped myself up and kissed her. It was strangely arousing to get a taste of my own cum.

I gently pushed her on her back and gave her room to be able to sprawl out for maximum comfort. Starting from her face, I let my fingertips and palms hover over her incredible body, so that I only haphazardly touched her. She moaned in delight and I noticed goose pimples on her skin. I lingered for awhile above her clean shaven and somewhat girlish looking pussy, feeling a source of heat ready for spontaneous combustion.

I descended down to her legs, clasped her ankles and began pulling her towards me, a few millimetres at a time. I reversed the movement and pushed them slightly back, then opened and closed them, all almost in slow motion, only using the most delicate pressure and pull. Then I raised her closed legs from her ankles upwards, gently kissing her calves and proceeding to the backside of her knees. I drew small circles with my tongue, but she was either too sensitive in that area or not relaxed enough to endure this and let out small shrieks while twitching a little. So I proceeded drawing a criss-crossing pattern with my tongue on the back of her thighs, until I reached her buttocks. I extended my tongue between them and probed at her anus. I halted and stretched her legs even further towards her upper body so that we managed to get a sofa cushion under her behind for extra comfort.

Although I had not touched it yet in any way, her pussy glistened with moisture in the candle light. I encouraged her to find a comfy position to open her legs for me. I paused and looked at her, her face slightly reddened, her eyes sparkling like stars in a winter night. She started heaving her pelvis up and down, so it was time for me to continue what I had started. While my hands lightly grazed the inside of her thighs I planted my lips just below her belly button, and began sucking, whilst slowly moving my head from left to right and back again. When I returned to the middle, I continued my journey south, stiffening my tongue to assist and enhance the sensation until I reached her honey pot.

She was decidedly wet and quite puffed up already, so I started off with only light and gentle laps up and down, gradually increasing the pressure and alternating with slow circles. Her clit was swollen considerably, so for the time being I avoided direct contact and licked on either side around it for a while, before continuing downward, leisurely probing the inside of her lips. The amount of heat emanating from her was so intense, that I did not want to tease her further and continued upwards again. I let the tip on my tongue rest on her most sensitive spot for a few seconds, sucking it cautiously at the same time, before I began to lick her unintermittent and relentlessly, only varying speed and direction as a direct response to her moaning and breathing rhythm. She was building up to her orgasm very quickly and although I had planned to let her teeter at the brink for a while, as a sweet revenge for her earlier torture, the flow of things seemed to mandate this slightly more natural conclusion. She came with force and a lot of noise.

I could sense that she wanted me close to her, so I left my vantage point and we huddled and cuddled for a while, kissing each other softly, thus changing the pace and quality back to exquisite tenderness. However, slowly but surely the need to be even closer to each other emerged, not as an heated urge, but as the ultimate expression of what had suffused and guided us through this glorious evening. I rolled on top of her and tried to find a good position for my arms in order not to put too much weight on her. Sheila took hold of my cock and guided it inside of her. I took my time to feast on this delightful sensation before establishing a calm and emphatic rhythm, halting occasionally and then proceeding with an incrementally more pronounced passion. Still it was more flow than force, and we just coasted through waves and waves of sheer bliss. The waves grew in height and might, until they eventually broke, for both of us, only a few seconds apart.

It took a while to return to a more familiar reality.

"Oh my God ... unbelievable ... what was that? I ... "

She put a finger on my lips, beaming with joy.

"That my love was what happens, when you don't run from me ... "

All this feeling, all this wonder, all this bliss was but the beginning. The light, that had sprung out of Sheila's darkest hour and the twilight of my own, continued to shine forth on our lives. Sometimes it takes a tear to connect two hearts, like strangers on a train.