Red lights snaked in front of us while white lights came the other way. The rain was coming down hard making it difficult to hear the soft music coming from the car radio. My fingers were wrapped around his stiff cock and I slowly stroked it. With one hand on the steering wheel and the other caressing my thigh up towards the hem of my uniform skirt, John stared out the windscreen concentrating on the cars in front of us.
Road signs flew by as we picked up speed, speeding away from our previous lives, escaping the rules, ethics, morals, and everything else that made up the society we lived in. We wanted to live our life but our peers, his nor mine would accept our love. We knew we were being chased, had been for days. We slept in the car, used cash, but it was already running low. We had changed cars twice already and leaving stolen cars along the road was not the best plan to escape, but that’s what we had done.
John gasped and I took my hand away, not wanting him to come yet.
“Thanks, baby,” he moaned.
I leaned in and kissed his earlobe, “Welcome, honey, but don’t forget, I need your shaft in me, and soon.”
He chuckled and patted my thigh. I grabbed his hand and pulled it in under my skirt and placed his hand on my panties.
“Do you feel how hot and warm I am?”
“Mm, just the way I love you.”
“You make me this way; you made me a hot horny slut, even though I never saw myself as one.”
John gave me a quick glance and a smile. “I know, but you have come a long way since that first time.”
“Mm, you mean when you had your way with me in your bathroom?”
“Yes, and don’t tell me you didn’t want it?”
I giggled. “I had wanted it for a long time by then.”
“Good girl. Check the map, we need a place to spend the night.”
Something caught my attention in the side view mirror, blue and red lights flashing.
“Fuck, they have found us!” I screamed.
John checked the rear view mirror and the swerved off the highway onto an off ramp. The tires squealed and I closed my eyes thinking the car would come off the road. It didn’t, instead, we end up on a road leading into a forest. I looked back and the blue and red lights flashed by and I breathed out.
We drove for a while until John saw a dirt road where he turned off. He followed it for a few minutes before parking on a lay by and turned off the lights and the engine. The rain smattered against the roof, the trunk and hood.
“I hope so; I got so scared when I saw the cops.”
John put an arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer so I could lean my head on his strong shoulder.
But I had other plans. I lowered my head and when my soft lips touched his limp cock it became hard. Taking it in my mouth while slowly caressing his shaft I moaned and slurped the way he loved it.
“That’s a good girl, you have become so good at sucking cock since I met you.”
I lifted my head. “Because, you have taught me.”
I could taste his pre-cum and I knew he wasn’t far from squirting his load. Just as I was about to straddle him I felt how he slid his hand under me and pushed the passenger seat back and then he lifted me back to it. I was almost lying down.
He rolled on top of me and with one hand pushed up my skirt and then ripped my cotton panties into shreds. My blouse buttons went the same way and when my boobs were bare he snuggles them in turn before settling on sucking on my right nipple.
I reached for his cock and guided it to my pussy which was wet and ready for him. In one thrust he was inside me. I put one foot on the steering wheel and the other on the dash board, and with my legs spread wide I met his every thrust. I dug my nails into his back until he gasped.
“Fuck me John, fuck me like you have never fucked me before. This might be our last time.”
“Don’t say that,” he gasped in my ear.
But I had seen them, creeping up slowly through the trees, blue and red lights flashing. They came closer and so did I while John’s cock stretched me wider. My body began to convulse as it prepared itself for the orgasm that was almost on top of me.
“Baby, I am coming,” John said in my ear and I felt how his hot cum shot into me. My own body tensed and I wailed as I came for the last time with John.
The passenger door was ripped opened and flash lights shone in my face.
“Father John, you are under arrest for the kidnapping of Jenny Kart.”
“No, no, I love him, we love each other, leave us alone!” I screamed as the police began to pull John off me.
“Please, let me say good bye to her,” John begged.
“No, you creep,”
And that was the last I saw of him, Father John, my priest and first lover. I was only seventeen, but he fucked me like no man has ever fucked me since.
Sitting here in the retiree home, I realized he was the best memory of a life gone by.
