Coach Journey
We'd had a massive argument on the day of a concert in London in twenty eighteen.
I'd waited years to see the band, and my husband Sean had gotten himself blind drunk the night before. He decides to leave me in a city I didn't know and take a train home.
After the concert I got on our pre booked coach journey back home.
Its late and my husband had left me all kinds of messages onnmy phone, apologising for his behaviour.
I'd tried to get some sleep on the five hour journey, but the messages had me going over and over the argument and him leaving me on my own.
The row on the opposite side of the coach, has an older man (50's) sat in it. Who's wife has taken up the whole row asleep, two rows in front of him.
After about three hours on the coach, I notice he's stroking himself in the dim light of the coach, and his dick is enormous.
He's obviously very proud of his cock, because when he sees me looking, he just carries on and even turns my way.
At any other time I would have probably told the guy what I thought of him. But I was still pissed off at my husband for trying to spoil my day.
And if truth be known, the guys cock was beautiful to look at.
I watched him as he showed me his full length and I was becoming more and more turned on.
We're only two rows from the back which is empty after dropping people off in Birmingham. So he gets up, whispers to me, asking me if I want join him, and sits at the back.
I waited a few minutes going over in my head, should I, or shouldn't I. Then I look back and see his cock leaking pre cum. By this time my pussy is aching for attention, so I get up and sit next to him, taking hold of the biggest cock I've ever held.
He moves right over into the corner seat and I immediately lean over and suck in his cock. Its so big I have trouble fitting its huge head into my mouth, but I manage it.
After a couple of minutes of getting used to it, my jaw relaxes and I'm able to suck in half over his thick cock. Its then I really begin to enjoy myself.
He's trying to be quiet as I gain more confidence sucking his dick, but he moans louder than I want him to a few times.
Its then I think, if I rode his cock and kissed him, it would quieten any moaning.
So I stop sucking his dick, which he tries to push me back down to, then take off my knickers. He understands then and moves so I can straddle him.
Sinking down, I guide his cock into my drippingly wet pussy and impale myself on the nicest, biggest cock I've ever had fuck me.
We kiss and he grips my arse cheeks with both hands.
He kind of sets the rhythm with his hands moving me up and down his thick cock shaft.
Then as I'm sliding so beautifully down his cock again, he slides a finger inside my arse. Its my turn to moan loudly, as a wonderfully strong orgasm tears through me.
Forgetting about the noise, he has me removed my bra, which was tricky in that space, but I managed it, leaving me wearing just my skirt and concert t-shirt.
Moving his left hand from my arse to my breasts, he begins to finger my arsehole again, play with my breasts and nipples and thrusts upwards much harder than before.
Letting him fuck me far deeper and rougher by lifting up a little, he really starts to fuck me. Still with a finger very much up my backside I begin to have another orgasm just as his huge cock erupts up my pussy. His cock is still pumping away deep inside me, when I have The most intense and long lasting climax of my life.
I'm not sure how I didn't scream out loud. What I do know is I shook like a leaf on his cock for a couple of minutes.
Helping off his gorgeous dick, I can see it covered in his cum and my pussy juices. Its too good an opportunity, so I went down on him and sucked his cock back into my mouth. I licked and sucked every drop of liquid off his penis, then swallowed it all.
I'm about to thank him for such a good time, when he moves us around so I'm in the corner seat. Having me lay down almost, he lifts my legs and puts his face between them. Tonguing my pussy and arse, he slurps away sucking on my clitoris too. I'm just building up to another orgasm when the coach begins to slow down and eventually stop.
We quickly as its slowing, get ourselves together and return to our seats.
Its not our stop, but the coach stopping has woken his wife up.
A couple of minutes later she joins him. For the rest of the journey I travel without my knickers or bra on, and with my pussy gently throbbing from his cock size and my orgasms.
As he gets off just before my stop, he hands me a scrap of paper. His wife was busy getting herself sorted to notice and he winks at me as they leave.
Looking at the paper, its got his name Alan and a phone number with a short message after it. It read 'Youre beautiful and amazing, message me'.
When I got off the coach, my husband was sat waiting in his car. I still would have had Alans cum coating my mouth as we kissed. For nearly ten minutes he didn't stop apologising, then drove us home.
Even though he knew I was knackered, my husband slid in next to me naked in bed. Trying to tell him I was tired, which I was, he got between my legs anyway and licked my pussy. Making me orgasm before moving up and thrusting his cock into me. He fucked me for a few minutes, pulled out quickly and shot his cum all over my stomach and breasts. I didn't care, as I turned onto my side and fell asleep.
Its two years on. My husband and I made up and things have almost got back to normal.
I just couldn't resist texting Alan after a couple of months. We met at a reservoir in our cars, and had the most wonderful time in the woodland overlooking the water landscape as his fucked me. Two or three times a month we meet up for sex. Sometimes at a hotel, sometimes at his home, but I mostly love having sex with him outdoors, as its such a huge turn on.
I know I'm cheating on my husband. But he broke my heart leaving me on my own that day.
