Chapter 1: Chapter 1
Iqra and I had been together for about a year when she finally decided to take the plunge. It's been a while since we broke up,' she said one day when we were watching a movie. 'I think it's time we gave it another go.'My heart leaped into my throat as she said it.It was true. We'd been together for two years, and it had been months since we last spent the night together. She was right. It s time. So I said yes to a romantic getaway in the middle of nowhere. The next day she bought a dress at a market stall in Camden, and we headed ofA train ticket to somewhere in France was all that was needed to finalise our plans.We boarded the train and settled in for a long, quiet journey. The only sound other than the wheels on the train tracks squeaking as they rolled along, and the whistle of the train itself, was the couple beside us arguing about something I couldn't hear.The man was a bit of a jerk, and the woman was a bit of a saint, and they kept going back and forth about something. I m not sure what it was about, but it seemed to be about the woman's age. She was in her forties, and the man was in his tThey kept on about how she was too young and too beautiful and too sexy and too everything for him. It was so pathetic. I wanted to laugh You're a virgin, and you're going to have sex with me? What a turnoff!" he'd said one day when he was drunk. 'Why don't you save that for your husband, you prude!' she'd snapped back.They were arguing about something else entirely when I heard them say they were going to have sex on the train. I was so excited I could hardly keep my eyes shut. Finally! I thought to myself. This is going to happen! It might be the last time we have sex for a while, so I better make it good.I was wrong.
Iqra was a beautiful woman, and she knew it. She had a great figure, and she wore tight, revealing clothes that showed off her figure to great effect. Her skin was flawless, and she took care of herself by using good skincare and makeup. She was drop dead gorgeous, and every man and woman in the train could see it.She opened her legs a little for me, and I could see her panties were damp. I felt so naughty, but I didn't want to stop she looked so beautiful doing it. Her thighs were spread, and her panties were up a little, and I could see her suspenders and stockings peeking out from underneath her dress.I could see her knickers, and they were white, and quite tight. She had a lovely bum, and I could see her thong, I said to myself as I looked down at her shapely legs. 'Oh, she is sexy as hell,' I thought to myself.
"Ouch!My vagina is on fire!" she yelled as she came, and I felt my own orgasm come closer as I watched her scream. She was beautiful as she threw her arms up in the air and screamed her orgasm with abandon. It was one of the best I had ever seen, and I have seen some good ones.I felt my own climax building, and I closed my eyes in ecstasy as I felt my cum shoot deep inside her. It was a wonderful experience, I said to myself as I fell asleep on the train.