The Middle Road

"Yea, I should probably get to the doctor. I'm not feeling 100% here." You say with some pain in your throat.

"I'll book you the first doctor's appointment I can at the clinic, unless you wanted to wait for yours."

"First doctor is probably best, actually... we might just want to go straight to the ER." You say as calmly as you can, trying not to raise alarm.

It didn't really work, you see a bit of a panicked look build on Sarah's face as she puts a hand onto yours, pulling your cheek down with her thumb inspecting your eye. "They look just a little bloodshot babe, you sure it's that serious?"

You explain that it was, your throat was on fire and you were pooping blood, there was a high chance that something was very wrong. You insist that it's probably a nasty stomach bug from India, that it happens all the time, but you weren't entirely sure yourself. You grab her gently by the chin and pull her in for a morning kiss, her lips soft if a little dry from sleep. She was warm in your embrace against the crisp morning air, how someone riddled with goosebumps up her arms and over her spilling cleavage could be so toasty was beyond you. She was your little radiator.

Your hand ran from her hips to her ass as you playfully grab a handful and squeeze. A firm ass cheek if you've ever felt one, as your fingers sink into the flesh of her booty you feel a mix of silky fabric and some of the frills from her thong. You're staring unabashedly into her heaping cleavage, more specifically her right breast where her lacey edge was barely cover her perky pink nipples. You can see just a peek of her areola jutting out, your hands reaches to grab a bit of her gown to give it a bit of a tug down, hoping she wouldn't notice. But your member had betrayed you, tenting in your pants it pushed up against her chest before you had noticed.

"I'm going to get dressed. Put some pants on and let’s get going." She said with an air of sternness as she spun out of your embrace and started walking towards the door. It wasn't all bad, you got a tantalizing view of her little booty sauntering out the door in a little black thong.

Quickly you grabbed a pair of jeans from yesterday and slipped them on and gave chase back into the bedroom. You hated missing opportunities to just lay in bed and watch Sarah change. You could see her naked pretty much whenever you wanted, sure, but there was something a little extra kinky about stealing peeks a nakedness not entirely intended for your eyes. As you stepped out the door you were greeted with the sight of her pulling her night gown over her head. Your eyes first latch on to her now unobscured ass in that black lacey thong. It hugged her so tightly you could see one of her pussy lips about to slide over and out but for the time being giving you some excellent camel toe to stare at.

Then the gown pulled away from her head. Her breasts set free from their confines as they dropped back to earth, bouncing freely in the air almost hypnotically. They eventually settled in what to you was a physics defying affront to gravity. Her hot pink nipples hard enough to cut diamond, though you're not sure if it’s from the teasing earlier or the cold morning air. As she turned from you to rummage through the closet you felt the need to close the gap, and run a hand up to cop a feel. Your hand sinks into her melon and you run your fingers around her nipple as she bends down to grab some clothes.

She sighs heavily as she picks up a shirt with one hand and a bra with the other. She pushes the shirt into your chest with a bit of ****. "Get dressed, and let's get you to the ER." She said with a bit of a cold tone. You were sad to see that in her rush she didn't grab anything too exciting, a plain brown bra, but to your excitement it she kept the thong and threw on some black leggings as she hurried. You followed suit getting dressed as quickly as you could. Stopping only briefly to gape at your girlfriend bending over to pick up the car keys off the floor. You had a real weakness for leggings, especially Sarah's ass in leggings. It just wasn't fair, an eye grabbing slight sheen, constricting fabric that didn't hide a damn thing, and subtle traces of her thong lying underneath.

It would have been a crime not to smack it on your way to the door, being honest. Though she really didn't seem to think it that way as she gave you a pretty stern glare with her bright green eyes after that last one.

"Are we gonna spend half the morning with you feeling me up? Or are we gonna get you some help?" She said with a tinge of exasperation. "You're still hanging a roll of quarters and a half in your pants. We need to get to the hospital."

"Sorry cutie, you just looked so fucking sexy this morning." You say somewhat apologetically. "I want to get to the doctor it's just I'm a little excited this morning is all. You were wearing that sexy little thing after all. If you wanted to help me get rid of this real quick we can get on our way."

"We're going on our way now." She said firmly putting the keys into your palm and heading towards the front door.

You follow behind her woefully staring at those sweet cheeks that could have been yours this morning if you'd played your cards better.

"Is it really a good idea for me to be driving?" You ask as you approach the car.

"You're gonna want to drive." She said in a seemingly better mood as she gave you a peck on the cheek and made her way to the passenger side door. "You know how much I hate driving."

As you were throwing the car into reverse and pulling out of the garage you took a second to appreciate the seatbelt effect on Sarah. Her breasts jutting out, constrained against her top as the seatbelt squeezed between her cleavage. Your flagpole really wasn't going settle past full mast today, but then again it might not have to. As you pulled out of your driveway you felt a hand start massaging your cock outside your jeans. You looked over to Sarah who was smiling wryly turned to face you, a handle still rubbing your throbbing member through your pants.

She leaned into you and whispered in your ear, "You keep driving and I'll be sure to take care of this guy right here before we get there OK?" Which she finished by taking your earlobe into her mouth with her tongue and sucking it lightly between her lips for a moment.

"Deal!" Was about all you could manage starting to fluster a bit, this was the first-time Sarah or anyone really had offered you what you assumed to be road head.

She slowly unzipped your jeans and tugged them down your legs a bit. Your cock was pressed so hard against your boxers it freed itself through the slit, playfully slapping Sarah across the cheek a bit as it rushed to its freedom.

"Someone is excited to see me." She giggled as she wrapped her warm hands around your cock and started stroking. "Am I doing this alright?" She asked.

"Hell yea you are!" You exclaim, counting your lucky stars as your turgid member twitched inside her fingers. "But if you wanted to suck on it a bit and maybe lose the shirt, I wouldn't complain."

She looked left and right a bit before hesitantly pulling her cardigan off giving you a nice view of her breasts. Even in a plain brown bra, there was plenty of cleavage. She pushed your head back towards the road and told you, "The bra is staying on though"

After which she worked her head under your arms and over your crotch, pulling her hair to the side. Starting to lick the head of your prick like a lollipop she wriggled with some excitement. Her hot wet tongue felt fantastic against the tip of your dick as she played with you. Lord knows how long you've been driving on the highway at this point. You start worrying that you might miss the exit if this keeps up, so you start trying to punch the hospital into the GPS.

Sarah however seemed to take this as contest for attention as she plunged her hot and wet mouth down your shaft as you started typing. Her lips wrapped tightly around your cock as you moaned in a bit of pleasure and started pressing all the wrong letters. As you went to erase your mistakes she started bobbing her head up and down quickly, at which point you had to pull over to the side of the road as there was no way you could drive like this.

Sarah started stroking your cock up and down with her hand while sucking on your swelling tip. Between the slurping, she looked up at you and asked playfully, "Why'd we stop?"

"Because you're way too fucking distracting, and because I really wanted to do this." With your now free hands you slip one under her bra with your right hand fondling her breast. With your left, you pull the back of her head back towards your cock and start bobbing it up and down, her wet mouth slurping up and down your shaft as bits of saliva start running down your dick. Your right arm getting a bit awkward tied up in a bra and bumping against the gear shift you withdraw. But only as a tactical retreat as you bring down your hand to smack her left ass cheek as she bent over on her knees in her car seat. She squealed giddily with your cock still lodged deep in her throat. The vibrations tingled and shook your cock and you felt yourself getting close to cumming. To which you groped her ass cheek hard and pulled her head off for a moment to breath, then pushed hard against the back of her head sliding your cock deep into her throat till her lips pressed firmly against the base of your shaft and smacked her hard on her other cheek. She squirmed and squealed while engulfing your cock as you shot your seed deep into her throat. She spent a minute sitting there as she finished swallowing and softly sucking your member.

She smiled proudly as she pulled her head up to look at you, but as her face was warm and beaming you felt cold and drifting as your head hit the back of your seat and everything faded to a dark, dark black.