0 comments/ 22588 views/ 3 favorites Airport By: ANCILLA His plane has landed, and is on the runway, taxiing. Standing in the airport waiting at the gate, my stomach a jumble of nerves, I stare out the enormous window watching for the 777 to pull into view. God, was this a mistake? What if he doesn't like me? What if I don't like him? How could I not? We've been talking online and over the phone for over five months... we get along wonderfully, we have similar tastes, we have the same twisted sense of humor... we LAUGH. We have exchanged photos, we are attracted to one another. How could he not? But... what if he's a maniac and has been hiding it all this time? I've heard those guys are some smooth talkers... At least Ted Bundy was, wasn't he? O God O God O God... Here it comes... here comes his plane... O my God... my blood is racing a mile a minute. Looking around, I try to decide where to stand... should I be right here in plain sight? Should I be a short distance away so I can see him first? Hehe, should I stand behind this post and just watch him for awhile? Nervous laughter erupts from my mouth and a woman standing nearby edges away from me slightly. Was I dropped on my head too many times as a child? What is WRONG with me? Here they come, the first passengers. No... not him. No... not him. Ten or twelve people exit the plane. Where's he at? My eyes narrow. He just BETTER not have stood me up, 'cause if he did, I am gonna be one pissed-off little... Oh, shit! I dropped my purse! Dammit! Crud, everything's rolling all over the place. Scrunching down, I hurriedly grab at my lipstick, old receipts, change... Man, this quarter is OLD! I hold it up to the light for a second. C'mon woman! He's gonna be here any second. I grab something. EWWWWW!! An unwrapped mint with tobacco and lint stuck to it. How disgusting! Why didn't I clean out my purse, dammit! Scrambling on my knees now for an old thin dollar bill wafting away, I almost run right into someone's feet. Damn! Can't they see I'm looking for something? O God. O no. It's a man. And he's not moving. Dear God, IT'S HIM. "Looking for something? Or are you just glad to see me?" A chuckle. It's him. It's his voice, I'd recognise it anywhere, it's invaded my dreams for months now. I squeeze my eyes shut just for a second, gather my tattered dignity, and raise my head to look at him, trying to be noncholant about the whole thing. "Oh, hello. Was that your plane already?" How am I going to stand up in this dress without looking like a complete idiot? Taking matters into his own hands, he reaches down, grabs my arms and whisks me to my feet effortlessly. My eyes are lowered in embarassment, hopefully he'll think it's the proper respect I'm showing instead. Why doesn't he let go? My arms are burning with the heat from his hands. One hand lets go and slips under my chin, gently raising my head to meet his eyes. God! Is he fine or what? Somersaults are being performed in my belly, my face is on fire, my body is reacting violently to this gorgeous man standing before me. Why, O why didn't i wear panties??? Oh, that's right, you don't wear them, that's why, you nitwit, I think to myself. Get yourself together, girl, NOW! "Uh... uh... how was your flight?" O God! I want him... I want him now... I blink heavily at him and he will NOT quit staring at me! My pussy is dripping, I can feel it. Those few times we had phone sex, I had no idea I was playing with someone like this, his picture does him no justice at all. Beautiful, thick, wavy prematurely silver hair, brooding azure eyes, adonis-like features, and those lips! Those full, kissable, suckable lips curved into a sexy, devilish smile. Remembering the words we spoke, the times I came for him over the phone, my face burns, my nipples harden, my clit twitches. Even my high heeled feet feel all tickley. "The flight was just fine, kitten. " Drip, drip... gushes my pussy. His hand snakes up my back, I can't help but shiver involuntarily, and he chuckles as his hand finds my hair, grasps it tightly and he leans in for a kiss. Is this what a chocolate bar feels like out in the summer sun... I wonder, as his lips meet mine. His arms wrap around me as mine wrap around him and time stands still. Minutes, hours, who knows... go by and we stand body to body, kissing deeply, passionately. By now, I'm practically trying to climb him, and he breaks away, laughing a little bit. Leaning his forehead against mine, he says, "kitten... i have to have you. " My eyes slide guiltily away from his bulging trousers. "Yes... " I reply breathlessly, trying to grab his hand to lead him to the parking garage. "My car is parked out here... I... I'm just so happy you made it safely. We'll get you checked in, grab a bite... are you hungry? I'm not but if you are we can go to this cute little place by your hotel... whatever you want... they've got really good food... just the other day a friend of mine told me she ate there and that the food was fabulous... so we'd better get going, don't you think?" Someone please shut me up. I'm babbling mindlessly. As i start to walk away, he doesn't move or let go of my hand and I'm jerked back into his arms. "J... Jon... come on, let's get you checked in. How... how about a drink? You thirsty? I'll bet you're all wired... we'll just go and sit for a bit... relax... " "Kitten... come here. " "Wh... what is it, Jon? Don't you want to... aren't we supposed to talk? Didn't we agree to sit and talk this over?" ' "We've said all that needs to be said... Do you want me, kitten?" "Well, y... yes, but... but... this isn't how we agreed it would go... Don't you remember what we spoke about? How we'd sit down face-to-face and discuss everything? We discussed this two weeks ago when you made your reservations... " "Kitten, do you want to submit to me?" "Well, " My face is burning. I don't want him to know how much I want him. "Probably, but we were gonna talk about it... remember?" "Yes, we are going to talk about it... right now. " "NOW?" "Now. " Blushing furiously, I whisper "S... Sir, now, Sir?" A low satisfied chuckle... "Good girl, and yes, now. " My heart practically stops. O my God, he's gonna say "On your knees, or something equally as bad. " I force myself to relax, face him, and lower my eyes. "Look at me. " I look. He slowly raises his hand, accidentally (?) brushing my breast, brings it to rest on my neck, my throat. To the casual onlooker, it seems as though he's caressing me, but I feel the slight pressure, the wanting. O my God, he's gonna strangle me, I think, poised for flight now, wondering if I can run in these damn heels. I could kick them off... run like hell, screaming... Mom always said to scream real loud... Why, O why didn't I ever get that whistle? Bet Mom never would have, in her wildest dreams, think I'd be running from a sadistic serial killer that I actually CHOSE to meet... Sheesh. I can see the headlines now: "STUPID CONSENTING WANNABE SLAVE STRANGLED BY SADISTIC SERIAL KILLER... BODY FOUND IN BAGGAGE COMPARTMENT OF BIG ASS PLANE" More at 11... I feel his hand on my throat, his nails lightly digging into my burning flesh... it's a combination between a caress and control. "You know my views, you know I'm not a sadist... you know my experience and my pleasure. You have your safeword, and I promise I will stop immediately when you use it. What questions do you have?" "Uh... uh... I already asked you everything I can think of. " "Right, we've pretty much discussed it all, haven't we? If you think of anything else, we'll stop right there and discuss it. Now, Kitten, do you want me? Do you want to submit to me? You must tell me to my face. " "Uh... uh... " I'm shaking. I'm stuttering. I have never done this before and I'm terrified. Doesn't he know this????? He should know this. Isn't there a Dom handbook floating around out there somewhere? Those eyes... they sear my very soul. I am riveted. Frozen. He loosens his grip as I gaze into those fathomless blue orbs and lets his hands drop. My legs are weak, I'm afraid I'm going to fall off my shoes any second... my KNEES are knocking almost, for God's sake! Ok, girl, I tell myself. It's now or never. This was too intense, it took a lot of effort on both our parts to get this far. We like each other. Remember how you wanted him to come? How BAD you wanted this? Do you really want to go through this again, with SOMEONE ELSE? No, no, I want him. I want him. It has to be him. So I whisper, "Y... yes, I do. " "You know that once you agree, you then belong to me. " Is something running down my leg? Dare I look? Clamping my knees together I say again, "Yes. " Silently, he takes my hand, leads me down the hallway toward the exit. Poor man, I think to myself. He's got his carry-on and me, he has no idea where the garage is, he's just walking me like I'm a pet or something. Finally, we arrive at my car, and I silently thank the Goddess I didn't forego my usual airport routine of writing my parking space number on my hand. He chuckles at that, too. He seems to be chuckling an awful lot. Am I that goofy? What is he laughing at all the time, anyway? Well, I'm just sooo glad he's so amused by all this, considering the fact that I'm about to pee my pants - make that pee my non-pants - from nervousness. Who does he think he is, anyway, doesn't he know I'm doing him a FAVOR here??? The arrogance, the NERVE... He sets his carry-on on the ground and... "Mmmphhh!" All of a sudden, I'm slammed up against my car, his mouth pressed hard against mine, his tongue parting my lips. Okayyyy... Hershey Kiss in the sun time again... O yes, I'm melting... melting is good... His knee wedges itself between mine, now he's pressed up against me, body to body, and boy, is he glad to see me! My snap down denim dress has popped a bottom snap or two... or three or four, who's counting at a time like this, my bare snatch feels the roughness of his jeans flattened, but NOT flattened, if you know what I mean (nod nod wink wink) against it. Never did get around to asking those questions online or over the phone. We never once discussed body parts, or measurements. It feels like a telephone pole in there! My God! His hands are roaming my body as if it belongs to him and he can do anything he damn well pleases with it, which, by the way, he is doing. Slowly, looking into my eyes the entire time, he unsnaps the rest of my dress, exposing my bra, belly and trimmed pussy. His eyes flicker over my body, then back to my eyes. I'm on fire with embarrassment and desire. Both hands are squeezing my breasts, thumbs flicking over my erect nipples poking through my bra, demanding attention. I'm kissing back hard, sucking his lower lip and tongue like a demented woman. So I'm demented. Who cares. His mouth is all over my neck and chest. He bites my nipples thru my thin bra. Jolts of electricity shoot from my breasts to my pussy at warp speed. Now his hands are moving down my sides, over my hips ans ass, back up and they pause, circling my waist, squeezing. My hands are in his hair, holding on like I'm drowning in a sea of lust. My right leg, out of the blue, like it has a mind of it's own, rises slowly against his left side, and he reaches down and grabs my thigh, owning it, lifting it higher... snaking his hand around to cup my bare ass, as his other hand joins it and I find myself being lifted onto the edge of the car, on the front side, out of sight of onlookers. Well, almost out of sight... if someone were parked near us, they'd see right away that his head was now dipping between my sticky thighs and they'd see my head thrown back in abandonment. They'd see my hands gripping his thick silver hair and my knees up on the car as he lapped at me like I was the last existing bowl of Ben and Jerry's New York Super Fudge Chunk. O God! His mouth is doing marvelous things to my body. His fingers are opening me wide for his o-so-talented tongue and lips. My clit is swelling, throbbing as his tongue circles it over and over and I'm gonna cum soon, O God... I'm panting hard, trying to be quiet, but it's impossible, there's a roaring in my head, it's building hard and fast. My knees clamp on his ears and he forces them open, circling, sucking... and I can't help it... I scream. A strong sweaty hand clamps over my mouth and I shake my head as I cum, trying to... I don't really know what it is I'm trying to do, I just know I'm having the best orgasm of my life. I try to slide back, away from this onslaught of ecstasy that's so intense and he wraps his arms around my thighs, pinning me to his face. It won't stop. Wave after wave of electricity rushes through me over and over. My hands are in his hair now, trying to pull his head away... And as I'm between waves of pleasure, the biggest, hardest cock I have ever seen or felt rams into my sopping cunt, and I cum all over again... or more, who knows at this point. All I know is he's ramming me, slamming into me, and I can feel my pussy muscles stretch to accommodate him, then contract around his huge cock, pulling him in deeper and deeper... I'm on my back now, his hands are holding onto my hips as he fucks me, thrusting into my hot wet pussy over and over. My legs are up on his shoulders now, and we're both grunting, panting, slamming into each other. He never takes his eyes off me, he watches as I cum and cum again. He pushes deeper into me, charting previously unknown territories, (is he ever big!) and as another orgasm rips through me he grips my hips, his face sweating in the hot garage, and he squirts hot lava into me, groaning aloud. I can feel my cunt throbbing, twitching around his still hard cock... and he finally collapses on top of me for a few minutes, trying to catch his breath, my legs dangling weakly on either side of him. He raises up, still leaning on me and speaks. "Kitten, " Softly he speaks. "I'm going to ask one last time. Are you absolutely sure?" I smile. He smiles, I know it, and chuckles. "Yes, Jon" My pussy squeezes his cock, as if to confirm my answer. He withdraws, straightens, helps me up and rearranges our clothing. He looks at me. Holds his hand out for the keys. "Get in the car. I'll drive. " "But you don't know where we're going. " "Kitten, get in the car, and pull your dress up so your bare bottom touches the seat. " I stare at him for a second. I LIKE this. "Yes, Jon. " "Oh, and by the way, didn't you tell me there's an adult toy store somewhere near here?" More somersaults. "Yes, but I've never been there. " "Then let's go. There's some things I'm going to be needing. Judging by the strength of your thighs, we're going to need some strong straps. " I almost cum again right there upon hearing this. God, is he always going to embarrass me like this? Is he always going to be so... direct?? Doesn't he know i used to be Catholic?? We get in the car, drive to the booth to pay for parking. As he hands the woman some cash, he turns to me and says, "I hope you got plenty of sleep last night. You're going to need that rest. " Laughing heartily, he drives away heading for the toy store as I wiggle and squirm, enjoying this new sensation on my bottom. "Oh, do you think you'd like a paddle, or my hand?" "HUH???" Airport His tongue ran up the length of your thigh, starting at the that sensitive spot just behind the knee and then moving tantalising upwards towards your moist pussy. Just how you came to be here, laid out naked on this hotel bedroom was still a mystery. Christ you hadn't really got out of the airport yet on your first overseas holiday and here you were, your hands caressing the back of the head of this stranger, urging his head and that flicking tongue to climb higher up your arched body. All this after telling your friend, Shane, that you were not looking for sex on this trip, what was it you had said... "if it lands in my lap." Well it had surely landed before you had even taken off. As far as you could remember, and it was getting more and more difficult to try and concentrate as his strong hands, lifted your body and started to massage your ass cheeks, his tongue now tracing a line around and around your pubic mound. As far as you could remember, you had meet him just after the check in desk. He must have spotted how confused you had looked, searching for where you should go next, and as he was in the same check in queue as you, had offered to lead you to the departure lounge. Once there he had... oohhhh god... that was better, his tongue had stopped its tantalising journey and now was thrusting into your hot pussy, his hands reaching round and spreading you apart, revealing you to his intimate gaze. He started to alternate between long flicks of his tongue against the taut bud of your clit to forceful entry of your pussy, driving his tongue as deep as it could go. You grunted aloud, it was not exactly, a very feminine grunt, but he got the message that this was something you were enjoying and he continued with renewed gusto. Once in the lounge you had found that you were to sit next to each other on the flight and that he had a pass to the executive lounge, and with a bit of persuasion with the steward at the desk had got you in there as well. That had been a life saver, cause just as you got settled in the large comfortable chairs, you heard the announcement that the flight was to be delayed up to 5 hours. You had said "oh fuck" then and you said it again, this time with that deep tone from the back of your throat... first one then two fingers were now sliding inside your pussy and now they were working in tandem with that energetic tongue to push you closer and closer to orgasm. You had chatted so easily the entire time you waited for the flight, it was so natural, like you had known each other for years and not hours. You continued to talk all the way to your seats and almost missed your first takeoff in a plane whilst you confided long held secrets with each other. But it was getting harder and harder to think about that now as his fingers speeded up their tempo within you. Thrusting and thrusting into your raging pussy as the walls clung to the fingers trapping them inside you, forcing them to give you more and more pleasure. When the third finger entered your already stretched pussy, you came in flood of screams and ecstasy, but the fingers kept up their ruthless assault... You could not remember when or who had first mentioned that you both grab a night in the hotel, but you did remember being glad that you had told your friend not to collect you from the airport as you did not know how long the flight was to be delayed. You had grabbed a meal, in the hotel and by then it had seemed the natural thing to do, to invite him to your room "OH God yes... yes more... " your hands reached above your head to pull on the sheets, forcing your body down onto that eager tongue and furious fingers. Two of which were still firmly thrusting into your pussy whilst the other had found its way into the velvety softness of your tight ass hole... the pleasure was building higher and higher, but what you needed now more than anything was his cock., his cock buried deep inside your aching pussy. As orgasm after orgasm crashed though your body, you pulled and almost dragged him up, bringing that cock closer and closer to where you wanted, needed it to be. You remembered the first kiss, that had started in the lift on the way to the room, how exciting and passionate it had been, and you remembered how you blushed when the lift doors opened only to reveal that elderly couple waiting for the lift. You with one hand down his trousers and he with his hands inside your blouse. You remembered how the kiss had continued all the way to the way to the room and continued inside. Where you had stripped each other and fell upon the bed, hands and lips caressing each others bodies. you remembered how his hands had felt on your breasts and how his cock had felt in your mouth... so hard... so ready... and now that cock was pressed against the entrance to your pussy... "Ohh yes fuck me... drive that cock inside me" you screamed, as his length forced its way inside, not one sudden thrust, but a controlled maddeningly slow passage until it was buried to its hilt where it came to a rest, filling you completely. Your urgent thrusts started to attracted his attention and he started to match you thrust for thrust. Your bodies became one, centred around driving his cock deeper and deeper into your desperate pussy, your hands clawed at his back, his head, his ass, whilst your breath came in gasps. No words came from either of you, just grunts and pants as the almost animal passion over came you both... you were no long making love, this was a fuck in the true sense of the word, a desperate race to reach orgasm and beyond. The climax came in a nerve jerking explosion of light and sound... leaving you both exhausted and spent on the bed... ... As your eyes started to close, feeling safe and secure in this strangers arms... you started to think that maybe you were really going to get in this overseas travel... and wondering just where you were going to go next... Airport Smoothing my sun dress around me and crossing my legs to retie the laces on my boots, I looked up and noticed a very attractive man sitting across from me smiling. I smile back and bent down to play with my laces, my body shuddered with a feeling I knew was going to be hard to suppress. 'Are you alright?' he said, nearly making me jump out of my skin. 'You look as though you've been stood up.' I nodded slowly, looking up at him, becoming transfixed on his mouth. Before he could notice my staring, he stood up and walked over to the seat next to me. 'Mind if I sit here?' and sat down smiling with a broad smile that sent shivers down my spine. Looking my body over with his eyes he adds 'Mike's my name and yours?' 'Vicki' I replied, feeling myself quiver inside, trying not to show what I was feeling. The shudder got stronger as he placed a hand on my thigh and I looked at him as he spoke. 'Don't worry, no one would stand up a beautiful woman, like you, if they could avoid it.' I stood up, grabbed my bag, trembling at the knees and straightened my skirt, hoping that he hadn't noticed my shaking. 'I'm going to look around. Thank you for your kind words' and I walked away feeling flushed. The spot where his hand had rested on my thigh burnt into me as I strolled through the terminal. I thought I had better try and calm my nerves and headed for the bar, sitting on a stool at one end, breathing deeply as my mind raced over the last hours events. Suddenly, Mike sat down next to me. 'Funny meeting you here' he said as I nearly leapt out of my skin again, but managed to smile as he ordered me a drink. I couldn't keep my eyes off his mouth as he chatted to me, hardly hearing his words, only nodding and muttering occasionally. I watched his lips move and my body screamed at me, letting me know it was going to erupt soon asking me to do something about it. A few drinks later, my mind and mouth didn't want to cooperate with each other, and before I could stop myself I said 'You are really sexy Mike and if I wasn't waiting for someone, I would take you to a hotel and...' I caught myself mid sentence and looked at him, blushing. He laughed 'I've been following you. I think you are very beautiful. If you want, we don't even have to leave the airport', pointing to the rest rooms and placed his hand back on my thigh. I felt my stomach tighten and an unmistakable feeling shot through me as I thought about pushing his hand away, but didn't. His fingers slowly moved up my thigh, separated my legs a little, and then slipped under my dress. Then I felt his fingertip lightly brush over my satin panties, moaning as he whispered in my ear 'I can feel how wet your pussy is. You're ready to let go, aren't you?' He didn't wait for a reply, instead he slipped his finger under my panties and pressed hard, just below my bladder. Then slipped it lower over my wetness and touched my arse. I gasped and the bartender looked over and asked if I was OK. I smiled and nodded while Mike withdrew his finger and shuddered when he placed it in his mouth and sucked on the juice. There was nothing else for me to do. I got up and walked out of the bar as he followed behind me, close enough for me to feel him near, but not close enough for anyone to think we were together. I walked into the women's rest room panting and leaned against a sink as my pulse rate rocketed. Spasms shot through my body with a growing urgency as I shuddered wondering why I had willingly let him touch me. The door of the stall opened and as the woman emerged, I felt myself getting closer and stood looking at myself in the mirror. My body spasmed with a more urgent sensation and I felt Mike enter the rest room. My heart raced as I started to burn deep inside and he moved behind me, saying nothing. He took my hand and guided me into the vacant stall, and I knew I was loosing control of my feelings. Locking the door and turning around, he grabbed my arse and pulled me to his mouth sucking on my lips with a lustful hunger. He probed my swollen lips as he pushed into my mouth, sucking my tongue hard as I moaned, my spasms became more intense. We kissed deeply, probing and fighting with our tongues, sucking on each others lips. He lifted my dress up and slid my panties down over my hips as he bent his knees, following them down my thighs with his wet tongue. My pussy screamed out for him to stop, come back, you have missed the best part and went into spasms as my orgasm began it's journey through me. Holding the hem of my dress, he came back up my body, flicking my navel with his wet tongue, leaving a trail of saliva as he moved past under my arm, and stood up, pulling the dress over my head, and tossing it to the floor like a rag. My breasts and nipples had become hard and stuck out in the hope that he would see them. Then standing behind me, he unsnapped my bra letting it fall to the tiles, and began kissing my neck as I pressed back on him. Shaking as he licked his wet tongue over my shoulder, he slid his body around to my breasts, cupping them in his large hands, kneading their firmness and sucked a nipple in to his mouth. Rolling his tongue over my hardening nipple, pinching the other one hard between his fingers, I shuddered and moaned louder in pleasure. Moving down my stomach, licking as he went, I shivered at the thought of what might follow. My pussy oozed it's juices, sending a sweet aroma into the air and I knew then that I had a battle on my hands. I ran my fingers through his hair and realised he was naked, my spine quivered and I felt myself getting weak as I fought my mounting orgasm. My pussy went into spasms as the juice began to run down my thighs and I struggled to remain on my feet as he moved my legs apart. I felt him separate my pussy lips with his fingers, and ripples of pleasure ran through my loins as I tossed my head back, moaning at his touch. He flicked his tongue gently against my clit and slid his finger over my pussy, spreading the wetness down between my arse cheeks. My hands now on his shoulders, I felt his wet finger probe at the entrance of my arse, slowly pushing it's way in, burying itself deep. He released his grip on me slightly and I leaned back against the wall, I started to shake as he rub my clit with his thumb, and feeling the cold tiles burn into my back, knowing I had lost the battle and I pulled his head into me. My orgasm climbing higher and higher with each thrust and started to take hold as his finger probed deep in my arse and I growl as he moved it around. His tongue swirled on my clit, his lips sucked hard as he pushed two fingers deep into my pussy, probing both my openings, taking me to a place I rarely visit. It is then that I loose control of my bodily functions. My bladder released it's liquid, my pussy juices flowed and I spasm uncontrollably. My juices poured out of me in a flood and I filled his mouth with the mixture, as he drank deeply the nectar that I offered. He moaned sucking harder, pushing his fingers deeper and I let go into the ecstasy that now washed over me in a torrent of pleasure. 'Aaahhh Mike. Oohhh yesss' and collapsed over him, totally spent. Mike stood up pulling me with him and presses me hard into the wall, staring into my lustful eyes with hunger. Kissing me, he pushed opened my lips with his tongue, and he squirted a mouthful of liquid into my open mouth. I felt the warm fluid run down my throat. Tasting my essences, swallowing deeply, shaking with pleasure and shuddering, my orgasm leveled out. I sank to my knees, weak and spent, and shook from the intensity of what had happened. Through my half closed eyes I looked up at Mike and saw his prick staring me in the face and reached out to stroke him. Slowly moving my thumb over the leaking head, he quivered with excitement as his prick throbbed in my hand. Still shuddering with the effects of my orgasm, I pulled him towards me and I took his hard prick into my mouth, still tasting myself as I ran my tongue around the throbbing head and licked the cum as it oozed from the head. Sucking hard, I cupped my hand around his balls tickling them with my nails, squeezing gently as I licked his hardness with my tongue. Then running my fingers around his arsehole, he started to shudder with spasms of delight and I felt the head of his prick grow and throb inside my mouth. Feeling the first drops of his cum, as it travelled up from his balls, and putting a finger inside my dripping pussy, I tightened my lips around the head of his prick, sucked faster and slipped my wet finger deep into his arse. I found his gland and pushed hard against it, feeling the cum rising, ready to spurt into my waiting mouth. Mike shuddered as his orgasm began and I kept up the pressure in his arse, moving my finger in and out in time with my sucking. He moaned louder as his prick began to erupt a flood of cum down my throat, and he filled my mouth with his hot sweet juices. I pulled his spurting prick from between my lips and sprayed it over my face and breasts as his knees shook and started to give way. With one final thrust, he emptied his balls into my hair as my finger pushed deeper into his arse and rubbed his prick in my face, spreading his cum over me. Collapsing on the floor beside me, we sat on the cold tiles, looking at each other, covered in body fluids. His cum dripped out of the corners of my mouth and down my chin, and I looked at him through half closed eyes, 'Thank you Mike. That was the most intense and wonderful orgasm I have ever had.' 'Like wise' he said 'Can I book you for a French Maid scene next week?' 'My pleasure Mike' and we slowly got up and dressed. Airport Walking up the breezeway, the traveler shifted his carryon from one shoulder to another. He was tired from too many airports, not enough sleep and still another week to go before returning home. His layover in KC was to be just a night, with a very early morning flight out. For what seemed like the thousandth time, he thought of his friend from the Lit chat room who lived in KC. They chatted in Lit, but had also exchanged e-mail addresses and sent notes to one another now and then saying when they would be on, or just sending teasing sexual references. The traveler had e-mailed her asking for weather in KC, and a good restaurant. Explaining that he would be there for a night. Being true with himself, he had hoped she might want to meet him. But realistically, he didn’t expect such luck. Though she had asked where he was coming from, and where he was going. And yet, in one of his more optimistic moods, he had purchased a special present for her. Stopping just inside the concourse, he adjusted his carryon one more time, preparing for the walk down to baggage claim. Looking around as his fellow travelers consulted the flight boards, or made their way down towards baggage, he saw a blonde-haired lady standing in the concourse, watching passengers from his flight go by. She stood approximately 10 meters from him, and didn’t seem to notice him. He stared for a minute, admiring the women. Her legs, pretty and quite revealed in a short skirt. Her breasts, jutting even from underneath a sweater that was buttoned up in front. He noticed the sweater was buttoned barely enough to pass Midwestern decency standards. As she turned, he swore a hint of black lace showed from the cleavage. But, more to the point, he saw her profile, and his eyes fell to what could only be called, a world-class ass. The shape that was revealed in the short, tight skirt was eye-catching. And he smiled when noticing that not a man passed who did not give it a stare. Looking up at her face, framed by the falling blonde hair, he realized she was staring back at him. Curiosity, anxiousness and a slight smile all seemed to play across her face. He stepped out, walking slightly off-angle from her. Still staring at her, and she at him. She made the first move, as had been the case in their initial chat. Stepping in his direction, she turned to him and said, “Hello Michael Michael”. Stopping right in front of her, more than intruding in her personal space, the traveler took a moment, following the lines of her face, the shape of her eyes and the curl of her nose as her slight smile began to broaden. Smiling back, arching his eyebrow, he replied in their code from chats, “Hello Angelique, Angelique”. For a moment, neither spoke. What would normally be an awkward pause followed by a question about weather or other nonsense. But that did not happen. They openly gazed into the other’s eyes. Michael felt his energy replaced, and noticed a disturbance in his slacks. Reflexively putting his hand in his front pocket to adjust. Noticing the movement, her glance dropped, then slowly raised, the smile widening, taking on a more sexual cast. She opened her mouth, then stopped, and just put the tip of her tongue on her top lip, letting the pink tongue on red lips sit for a moment, entrancing Michael. “So, it would seem we finally meet,” she said, smiling broader, “and it would seem you approve if I read the signs correctly.” Her glance dropping down again at the now evident bulge in the slacks. A sheepish grin flashed over Michael’s face, looking down to hide his momentary embarrassment, he noted that her legs were pressed tightly together, but she was sandwiching her legs front and back. Looking back up, again arching the brow, he responded, “And I would say it is mutual.” His smile grew as he then noticed a protrusion from the each breast, barely showing thru the sweater. Again the pause as they stared, finally, she stepped forward, putting her hands on his face, and reached up to kiss him, lightly at first, testing, then firmer. Her body moving closer to his, as his hands came to her hips, then slid around her torso, pulling her closer. His erection now plainly evident to her, she moaned into his mouth as the kiss continued. His hands sliding up and down her back, pulling closer. Breaking the kiss, they smiled at each other, as she said, “I see you brought me a gift.” While saying this, she pulled her hips back slightly, and then pushed them into his erection. Putting his head back, he laughed lightly, then said, “Actually, I have two gifts for you.” Returning her hip bump. Laughing, and without warning, Angelique jumped up, putting her legs around Michael’s waist, wrapping arms around his neck and kissing him again. Acting quickly, he slid his hands down her back, and ended up cupping that beautiful ass. Pulling back from the kiss, Angelique said, “I guess I have to find something to give you.” While rubbing herself against his slacks. From the moment he had cupped her ass, supporting her, Michael had noticed something. Allowing his hands to slide, he confirmed his suspicion, saying, “It appears that my gift doesn’t have much wrapping.” Giving Michael her most sexual smile, Angelique leaned to the side and whispered into his ear, “Slide your hand a little further and find out.” Her tongue flicking across his earlobe. Inhaling deeply in her hair, smelling her, feeling her warmth and touch, Michael allowed caution to drop, sliding one hand down her ass, feeling it’s smooth contour, and realizing the skirt was much shorter than he thought. Finding the edge of the skirt, he also found the skin between her ass and mound, smooth and clean. Sliding his fingers a little more, he realized her mound was shaved bare as she had stated in chat, and moist. His fingers sliding over the lips, parting them slightly. Her mouth, next to his ear, hissed as her breath caught, a slight moan escaping. Enjoying that, he allowed his finger to slide up and down her slit, the tip just barely inside her, feeling her clit bump under his finger as he passed. Her body trembled as he did this. Her breathing fast and rapid in his ear. A small erotic moaning escaping from her. Letting reality back into his mind, Michael realized that they were attracting more than a little attention. Releasing his grip, Angelique’s body did a slow slide down, till her legs were once more on the floor. A low, disapproving moan following her descent. His hands around her hips, he moved off to the side of the concourse, in a small alcove with a couple of newspaper vending machines. Reaching the alcove, Angelique turned, and put her arms once more around his neck, pulling his head down for a long, lingering kiss, which ended with her firmly biting on his lower lip. Moans escaped Michael as she did this, but also as her hand slid down the front of his pants. Grasping him firmly, and slowly sliding up and down his erect shaft. A finger rubbed the pre-cum around the head that had oozed out. Staring up at him, a knowing grin, she questioned him on his travels and whether or not he was surprised to see her. He answered the questions in a distracted string of moans and half answers, while looking over her shoulder. He had spied a women’s washroom in which no one had entered for a few minutes. An idea struck him. Looking down into her face, as her tongue slid from one side of her mouth to the other, he realized she had pulled her hand out, and was licking his pre-cum from her lips, where she had spread it. Smiling, he asked if she would like her presents. Sliding her hand down the front of his chest, to cup him thru his slacks, she asked if she should just bend over right there to receive her presents. That sexy smile he was beginning to learn quite well was again raising his lust. A vision of her bending over, grabbing her ankles, and him raising her skirt to expose her, before fucking her right in the concourse flickered thru his mind. But using his little self-control, he gathered himself, slipping his hand around her waist and led her to the bathroom he had been watching. Looking around to ensure no one was following or would notice his entrance in a women’s bathroom. Opening the door, and ushering her in, he realized that she had already undone the buttons on her sweater, except one. The one that held the sweater together between her breasts, though still latched, was straining. Following behind her, looking at her in the mirror, he watched as she undid the last button, her sweater swinging open, revealing an amazingly shear bra, the nipples of her breasts showing plainly thru the lacy material. Opening the door for the last stall in the restroom, she waved him in, grabbing his ass as he passed. Then pushing him to sit on the toilet. Closing the stall door, her back to him, she shook her ass seductively, and then turned slowly, letting his eyes travel up and down her body. Looking at Michael, his erection plainly visible, she slid her hands up her stomach, before cupping her breasts. Raising first one, then another, her fingers encircled each nipple thru the bra, slowly pinching and twisting them. Then reaching behind her, jutting her breasts even further out, she undid the clasp of her bra, letting it fall off her shoulders. Her hands returned to her breasts, massaging them and teasing the hardened nipples. Watching her play with herself, Michael reached out a hand, and with the lightest touch, played his fingertips up the inside of her thigh, stopping at the edge of the skirt, and moving back down, to the knee, then sliding his fingertips to the back of the knee. He began a slow circular motion. Looking at Angelique, he smiled, remembering her gift. “Would you like your gift,” Michael asked, pointing to his bag on the floor. Staring at the bag, then at him, Angelique realized that he had really bought her a gift, and that had not just been a joke. “Of course,” she said. “OK, there are a couple things I need you to do. And they require a little trust. I bought this thinking of some our chats, and thought you would enjoy it.” Michael said. Looking with perhaps a little apprehension, Angelique nodded her head. “Alright, first, I’ll need you to turn and face the stall door. Then reach out and put your hands on the door. Spread your legs a little more… yes, that is it.” Sitting, Michael found that beautiful ass sitting perched only 6 inches from him. Angelique looked down, wiggling her ass, laughing lightly. His fingertips began again the slow procedure of moving up and down the thighs. Until he noticed her rock back as one finger went slightly high, brushing some skin at the top of her legs. Again, he looked up and found Angelique looking at him. “One more rule,” he said. “You need to close your eyes.” As he said this, one hand slid up her leg, going under the skirt, raising it, till the edge of the hand pushed up against her, and he felt her rock back and forth on the knife-edge of his hand. He pushed harder, the other hand pushing the skirt up all the way. Her moans as he pushed up and she squatted slightly gave away her enjoyment. He slid his hand forward and back even as he rocked it. Looking up, seeing that her eyes were closed, Michael reached into his carryon. Pulling out the gift, he let the hand that had been sliding over her pussy slide down her leg to the ankle. Gently wrapping his hand around the ankle, he lifted it, inserting it to strands of the gift, then after a quick adjustment, he did the same with the leg. Leaning back, as he raised the gift, again Mike found himself staring at her beautiful ass. Leaning forward, he pushed his face forward, letting his tongue slide out, and then licked upwards. Feeling his tongue slide over her ass, feeling her momentarily clench. Hearing her moan, and feeling her hips push back into him, the Michaels hands came up, separating her ass cheeks as he licked around her hole, and then pushed the tip of his tongue against her. Feeling her resistance, and then slowly pushing thru. One hand slid around, tickling the skin between her ass and pussy. As she giggled, she moaned, telling the Michael to hurry. “Mmmmm, give it to me. Let me have my present.” Shoving his tongue hard, he entered her ass, hearing her breath stop with a sharp intake, and a small squeal as her ass pushed hard into him. Fucking her ass with his tongue, Michael lifted the present up her long legs. Letting his nails slide over her skin. Finally, reluctantly, he eased his face back from her ass, and slid the present up over her hips. The gift had two strips of material in front that ran up either side of Angelique’s pussy, exposing her. In the back strip, a small 4-inch curled butt plug was attached. Reaching into his bag, he grabbed some KY and lubed the plug, though her ass was already wet and slick. Her shaved pussy oozing with her juiced and scent. Inhaling deeply, he set the plug to her hole. She moaned softly and raised to her tiptoes, exciting him. He pushed the plug harder and watched it move up inside of her. Her moaning had ceased and was now a low whimper. Her body pushing back against the plug. He reached around and adjusted the straps, tightening it up snug. Sitting back, he watched as she moved up and down slightly, adjusting to the plug inside of her. The small whimpers were still coming from her. His hand sliding up and down the inside of her thigh, dragging his nails over her skin. Reaching into his bag, he took out the last bit of her gift. A small remote that he turned to the lowest setting, which started the plug humming. A scream came from Angelique as she started to cum, for just as he had started the remote, Michael’s other hand had slid up her leg and cupped her mound, then slid his fingers up and down her length. Outside the door, footsteps were heard coming and going, and a voice asking, “Are you alright?” Before Michael could reply, Angelique called out, “Yes, leave me alone.” Michael smiled. Standing up, unzipping his slacks and letting them fall, he pressed his body to hers, feeling his hard cock slide between her thighs, brushing them, leaving a trail of pre-cum on her skin. As his hands circled her waist and he pulled her close, he felt one of her hands reach between her legs, grasping him. The hand squeezed slowly and firmly three times, then began to stroke his length. Leaning in, he kissed her shoulder, and then sank his teeth in, biting her shoulder, applying a slow pressure as she had just done to his cock. Moaning as he bit into the skin. Her ass pressed back into his stomach, and he reached for the control, turning it up another setting. Her body stopped, letting this new feeling wash over her. He sensed she was on the verge of cumming again. Kissing her shoulder, he sat back down on the toilet. “Turn around,” he said. Her beautiful body turned, her face flush and eyes staring at him with a look that made him want to cum right then. Without a word, she stared at him, and then moved to straddle him. She pushed her lower body up against his chest, and moved herself up and down against him. He felt her wetness as it matted his chest hair. Her hands on either side of his head, pulling his face into her stomach. Then she lowered herself, her body sliding on his, her hand reaching behind her, feeling for his cock, grasping it, pumping it and then setting the head to her pussy. Hovering there for a moment, before releasing her body, crashing down onto him. Engulfing him. His eyes wide as her body surrounded him squeezed him and bathed him in her warmth. Her eyes smoldering into his, a small wicked smile across her mouth as she squeezed her muscles around his cock, controlling the rhythm. Her body began slow rocks back and forth, with up and down movements. She reached out, licking his neck in the slowest possible movement. Lingering up his skin, she felt the moan tremble in his throat as much as she heard it. Her body aching for further release, she reached a hand down between them and began to slide it over her clit, rubbing in circular motions. Her moans growing in intensity. His body also was responding. He was pushing his hips upwards, thrusting to meet her as she dropped down on him. His cock was bathed in her juices, sliding in and out of her tight pussy. His hands cupping her ass, feeling a slight buzzing sensation from the plug, pulling her body down hard onto his cock. His moans joining hers. The smell of sex engulfing his nostrils. Looking up into her face, he saw her eyes close just as she threw her head back. Her body began to tense, and her fingers moved urgently across her clit as she ground down upon his cock. Taking the remote, he shoved it to the highest setting and was surprised by the vibrations his own cock felt thru her body. Her scream pierced him. The scream, the feel of her pussy clamping down on him and the vibrations pulsing thru her were too much. He released his cum with a thrust of his hips and a low moaning voice, “cummmmmmminnnnnnnggggg”. Their bodies arching, pushing into one another. They strained to prolong the feeling. His cum shooting in spurts into her. Her body shaking as the waves of orgasm rolled thru her. His strong hands pushing her down with each pulse of cum that he sent into her. He felt his body begin to come down off the wave of orgasm, his muscles relaxing, his cock flexing inside of her. His breathing heavy, he heard muffled laughter and perhaps a small moan or two from the other side of the door. He let his eyes move over Angelique’s body, her shaking having ceased, her head was still back, her eyes shut, and a contented smile washed over her face. Her flushed skin was returning to color. Reaching forward, his lips lightly grazed hers, and then they touched again, firmer as the lips parted tongues darting across each other. Their arms encircling one another. Finally breaking the kiss, she smiled at him. “Ohh Michael, Michael, Michael.” He laughed, returning with “Angelique, Angelique, Angelique”. As they held each other, he asked what was next. She informed him that she was hungry. And besides wanting to devour him, she knew of a restaurant with nice oak tables and secluded booths. Her eyes dancing as she spoke. Airport David eased his rental car into the parking lot at Brownville International Airport and parked in one of the many open spaces. He wrote down his mileage and gas tank reading on the rent car form, grabbed his luggage and walked toward the terminal. Enjoying the laid back attitude the whole area seemed to simply exude, he crossed an empty parking lot and entered through a set of automatic doors. He went to the rent car kiosk first and when no one was there to check him out, he rang the bell several times, but no one came. Noticing a small box off to the side he placed the car keys in the rental agreement envelope and dropped it in the slot. He turned and looked for his airline's counter and completed the short walk over to it, thinking how wonderful it would be to live here, away from the bustle of the city and the city airports. David arrived at the airport a good two hours before his flight was scheduled to depart, but as he went to the counter to check in he discovered the flight had been cancelled and the next flight out wasn't until the next day. After reading the announcement on the board behind the counter, he looked for an attendant, but again, there was no one around. Normally he would just walk over to another airline counter and grab an alternate flight, but as he visited the other three counters he found them empty. In fact, come to think of it, he had not seen anyone since he arrived at the airport. He found a pay phone, rummaged through his pockets for some change, finding several pesos, a few quarters, a couple of dimes and some pennies. He had a few dollars in his wallet, but not enough to pay a cab back to the hotel and certainly not enough to get him to another regional airport about 45 miles away. Wanting to save what change he had, he called collect. "Where have you been, everyone's been trying to reach you?" my wife immediately said. "I got up early and went to the beach for a couple of hours before heading to the airport. I grabbed some lunch and then came here, but there's no one around." "Yes, the flight has been cancelled, they want you to go to Harlingen and catch the flight out of there." "I can't" "Why not?" "I don't have enough cash, remember, you said forty dollars was enough for the trip." "Just use your credit card." "This is Brownsville, Texas, the cabs here don't take American Express." "What about your rental car?" she asked. "I already dropped off the keys." "Well just get them back." "There's no one here." "Well, go back to the airline counter and have them take care of the cab." "I told you, there's no one here." "No one in the entire airport?" she asked, incredulously. "Not that I can see, there's just no one around." "Well you'll just have to go back to the hotel and fly out tomorrow," she said angrily. "You're not listening, I don't have enough money for the cab." "You mean..." "I'm stuck at the airport." "You know we were supposed to go out with my parents tonight." "You think I planned this?" The phone was silent. "You do think I planned this, damn!" "What else..." "Goodbye," David shouted, hanging up the phone. His voice seemed to echo in the empty building. Figuring he was stuck for the night he decided to explore the terminal hoping to run into someone who could help him, or at least find a few vending machines with some type of food. The building was small, tiny compared even to Houston's smallest airport. There were two gates, but access to those areas was heavily cordoned off. At the front of the terminal were the two car rental kiosks and the four airline counters, of course all were empty now. Walking around the perimeter of a large atrium David found a closed gift shop, a closed café and a closed duty free shop. The restrooms were open and David stopped in, relieving himself before checking out the sink and mirror. He had a cordless electric razor, so he could shave and then brush his teeth in the morning without a problem, but he still needed to find a solution to his growing hunger. He tried opening several official looking doors down a back hallway, but all were locked. He then crossed the atrium and found another long dark hallway. Reading the signs on the doors he knew he had found the janitor closet and several storage rooms, but all these doors were locked. He was about to head back out into the atrium when he realized the hallway actually went back a little further and then turned a corner. Hearing an odd hum, he called out, "Hi, is anyone here?" Silence. He paused a moment and then quietly tiptoed to the corner and peeked around. It was a small room with three vending machines. He quickly walked up to them but found they were all marked in Spanish. One of the machines was for food, but it was empty except for a couple of bags of something that looked like it had been there for a long, long time. There were no pictures to give him a hint at what was inside, so he quickly turned his attention to another machine. This one appeared to be a change machine, except it had a picture of a dollar bill and then one of some pesos. Looking back at the first machine he discovered that, not only were the machines marked in Spanish, but they only took Mexican money. This was a currency exchange machine, something David had never heard of before. He moved over to the third machine and studied it carefully. It was decorated with photos of scantily clad women, with some small, crude sketches of some type of instructions. Initially figuring the machine was either a condom dispenser or something dispensing sexual novelties, he reached in his pocket and pulled out one of his pesos. Just for grins, he put the peso into the slot and pushed one of the buttons, ignoring the Spanish writing above it. He heard the coin fall into the machine and then he heard a strange grinding sound. The sound continued so he pushed his finger into the small opening where he expected whatever he bought to suddenly appear, but nothing was there, instead, he felt a strange vibration. Pushing his finger further into the opening he felt something soft and moist envelop his finger and then he felt a gentle sucking. He quickly removed his finger and looked closer at the instructions. The crude drawings showed what appeared to be a man's cock being inserted into the opening in the machine. Hearing the machine continue to grind, David walked back and looked down the long hallway, making sure no one was around. He returned to the machine, thought about it some and then unzipped his pants stroking his cock until it hardened some. Taking a deep breath, he moved his cock to the opening and slipped it in. Even though his member was not completely erect when he pushed it into the opening, it immediately stiffened to its complete glory in the intense sensations that slid over it. David closed his eyes as he felt himself subjected to the single most incredible blowjob he had ever felt. The way the machine's "mouth" applied just the right pressure over his shaft surprised him and he could swear he felt a tongue slowly circle over the head of his cock. He began moving his hips, thrusting himself in and out of the machine as it sucked his dick in strong, slurping movements. Intensifying his rhythm David moved his hands and grabbed the machine trying to gain more leverage. Not needing to worry about choking the machine, or its jaws tiring out, began slamming his cock into the opening, groaning at the intense pleasure that coursed through him. He felt a pressure building in his balls and he prepared himself for the most inconceivable and extreme orgasm of his life when suddenly the machine went quiet. Finding himself flailing away into a wet sock, he pulled out and tried to catch his breath. Even though his hard and glistening cock still protruded from his pants he backed away and looked around the back of the machine. Figuring it was some kind of joke or something, he looked around the small room but saw nothing. The machine was too narrow for an actual human to be hidden behind some kind of a fancy "glory hole" and besides, no human could have manipulated his or her mouth with that intensity. If someone could replicate that feeling, he'd marry him or her on the spot. Wanting to continue his exotic experience, he looked closer at the different options he had. He obviously plunged his cock into the opening that was supposed to be a blowjob. Looking to the button and opening on the left he picked the word chinga out of the text and from his tiny bit of construction site Spanish he figured the sensation would mimic a normal fuck, or as normal as this unbelievable machine could produce. The other button, to the right of the one he sampled had the word puto in the text, so it seemed this opening would mimic anal sex. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out his last peso, dropped it into the slot and pushed the chinga button. Moving his still hard cock over to the opening he slipped it into the most luxurious cunt he could ever imagine. The folds opened and slid over him in a tight wet warmth that just begged for every inch of him. Still buried deep into the machine pussy, he kicked off his shoes, unfastened his pants letting them fall to the ground. He stepped out of his pants and then took off his shirt, leaving himself naked except for his socks. Arching his back, he thrush his hips forward and stood motionless, letting the machine's cunt surge back and forth over him, fucking him in a way he could only dream about. He closed his eyes, moved his hands to his nipples and simply experienced the single most absorbing, all-encompassing fuck he could ever hope to have. He pictured a woman, perhaps Hispanic... yes, dark hair cascading down over his face, fiery eyes glaring passionately into his and a deep, soft pussy that drew his manhood into her never-ending delicate folds. His groans echoed down the hallway as he came, giving this Latino goddess every ounce of his essence in powerful, feral spurts. Looking up at the woman, he reached for her breasts but suddenly felt the cold, smooth surface of the machine. Not wanting the feeling to leave him, David pressed against the machine as it milked the last drops of his cum his softening cock. After several moments, the machine shut down and he felt his cock slowly, achingly slip from the heaven of that cunt. David moved back into the corner and sat down onto the bare floor, just staring at the machine. Extravagant thoughts rambled through his mind, thoughts of the fortune he could make, marketing this machine all around the United States. He'd incorporate video into it, letting the men select the fantasy woman that will fuck them. Perhaps he could expand it into smaller devices, ones for the home, or perhaps he could work on one for a woman, something that could mimic cunninglingus and he'd include lifelike dildos. After about an hour, his grandiose plans had his cock hard once again. Looking over to the machine he decided he might give the puto a try. He had never experienced anal sex before, so this seemed like an excellent opportunity. Walking over to his pants, he found his wallet and pulled out a dollar bill. Carefully feeding it into the exchange machine, he listened for the coins to come tumbling out of the machine. After a moment of clanking and humming the machine spit out a single peso. He banged the machine several times, figuring the rest of the coins might have jammed somewhere, but nothing else came out. Looking closer at the machine he found that the exchange rate for the machine was one US dollar for one peso, a clear rip-off, but considering the other machine, it equaled one US dollar for an unbelievable sexual experience, definitely a bargain. David slid the peso into the slot and then, closing his eyes, he pictured the beautiful Latino woman bent at the waist beckoning him to chinga her in the puto. Finding the opening with his fingers, he guided his cock between the soft cheeks of her puto and pushed into her. He pictured squeezing the soft flesh of her hips as he slipped his cock into her, first feeling a bit of resistance and then feeling her relax, letting his rod ease into her tight opening. He began thrusting into the machine, lost in the fantasy of driving his dick into this dark haired lover. Again the experience was beyond description, the tight sensations that enveloped him as he thrust to the hilt, gently slid over his shaft as he withdrew, just to squeeze around him as he thrust again. He continued, slamming himself into her, feeling his balls bounce off her cunt until he came again, in an incredible splash of ecstasy. Like before, he squeezed against the machine, drawing every last sensation from it until it automatically shut down. He finally felt his limp dick expelled from the contracting puto of the machine and sat back down on the floor. In a few minutes he dozed off, dreaming of the beautiful woman lowering her mouth into his lap, her long black hair draping over his thighs. He awoke with another hard on and knew he had to experience the beautiful woman's mouth; he wanted her to drink his cum as it shot from his hot rod. Going through is wallet, he found one last crumpled dollar bill and walked over to the change machine. Even though he had already come twice that evening, his cock throbbed from his dream. Easing the dollar bill into the tiny slit, David watched it go halfway in and then come sliding back out as the machine growled with an odd sound. He immediately tried it again, but the dollar came rolling back into his hands. He calmly took the bill and holding each end, he ran it back and forth over the corner of the machine, ironing out some of the wrinkles. Once again he tried to feed the dollar into the machine, but it spit back out onto his hand. He kept trying, turning the bill upside town and then rotating it, but it kept dribbling back out. Realizing the futility in getting change he went back to the fuck machine and worked his, still hard, cock into the blowjob opening, but felt nothing. Feeling a desperate tremble roll over him he went back to the change machine, and tried again and again to feed the bill into it. He then grabbed his wallet and pulled out the last of his money, a five-dollar bill and tried to feed it into the machine. Once again it came back out in his hands Furious, he slammed his fist onto the machine, but nothing happened. He hit it harder and harder until, he backed away, his fist bloodied from slamming into the hard metal. Gritting his teeth the pushed the dollar in again, but this time when it spit back out he pushed it back in, refusing to let it come out. He jammed his fingers over the opening, millimeter by millimeter forcing the bill into the machine, but nothing happened. Desperate, he tried to pull the change machine off the wall, but it wouldn't budge. He continued trying, pulling and pulling, but nothing happened. He finally collapsed onto the ground, exhausted. Unwilling to give up, he took some quarters and tried feeding them into the fuck machine, but they just tumbled down to the coin return. He then tried forcing them into the bill slot on the change machine, but they wouldn't fit. Growling, he flung the coins down the hallway and grabbed the fuck machine, driving his cock into one of the openings. Tears ran down his cheeks as he thrust and thrust into the wide opening, oblivious to everything he simply thrust and thrust, wanting her, needing her, aching for the sweet lips on that dark haired woman. Thrusting and thrusting... Airport I was relieved when the flight attendants finally opened the doors, allowing the passengers to disembark from the plane. The flight itself hadn't been too bad, but I was tired of sitting in one spot for so long and the prospect of being able to stretch my legs had me antsy. Grabbing my backpack from the overhead bin, I began shuffling forward. As I approached the door, I passed by the first class flight attendant whose ass I'd been checking out the entire flight. From my seat in coach I'd nibbled on pretzels and watched as she bent over repeatedly to hand passengers orange juice or more giant chocolate chip cookies. My blood had been boiling even before I got on the plane with the thought that I'd be seeing Eve once more. A whole summer of horniness had built up just below the surface, and up until the flight attendant's booty caught my eye, I'd been doing alright. Now I was barely managing to hold myself together. Up close the flight attendant's face was less attractive than she'd initially seemed, and the thought was both a disappointment and a relief. Stepping off the plane into the cooled air of the gate, I started making my way towards the baggage claim. I was pretty sure Eve would be waiting there for me, and I was a little nervous since it had been over two months since I'd last seen her. The phone sex we'd had over the summer had helped keep memories of our past sexual escapades fresh in my mind, as well as providing me with plenty of material for my masturbatory fantasies, but her image had started to grow fuzzy in my mind as the weeks passed. I didn't see her immediately, so I put my carry-on down near the carousel and, noticing that my shoe was untied, bent down to tie my laces. As I pulled the loop tight I caught a whiff of familiar perfume. It's amazing how distinct she smells; I can always tell it's her at the door before I open it because of that fragrance. Looking up I was greeted by an eye full of legs covered in sheer black stockings that disappeared under the edges of a short beige skirt. Above the skirt was a white button-down dress shirt, and above that a large smile. "Hey!' she said, "glad to see you made it alright." "Damn, you're looking good Eve, I like the outfit you've got going." "Glad you like it, I wore it especially for you," she said. Looking up I noticed she had her dark-brown hair in two pony-tails, a hairstyle she likes to use when she wants to evoke the school girl look. A little smile played around the corners of my mouth before stepping in to kiss her. As my arms slid around her waist, I felt her hands grip the sides of my shirt so she could pull me closer. Her lips tasted sweet, like she'd just gotten done eating a peach, and I paused for a moment enjoying the flavor before sliding my tongue into her mouth. Once inside her mouth, my tongue connected with hers as it snaked out to meet me. The way our tongues slid around against each other reminded me of middle school truth or dare sessions. But this wasn't some barely pubescent girl I was kissing, as I had back in middle school. She was a woman, and I let me hands travel down her body to take in its shape. My hands ran down her sides, over the swell of her hips, and around and down to cup her ass. I gave it a squeeze and noticed it was firmer than it had been when I left. "Yeah, all the running and biking this summer paid off," she said, breaking the kiss. "Sure has, I wish my own exercising this summer had done the same." "Wait, no washboard abs?" Her eyes twinkled mischievously. "Oh I've got a full on 12 pack going girl . . . it's right under that protective layer of fat around my middle." Her smile cracked into giggles and she jerked me forward by the sides of my shirt, bringing her mouth back to mine in a more passionate kiss. I had to work my jaw furiously in order not to be swallowed up by her mouth. I squeezed her booty a few times more, enjoying the way it felt in my palms. I was surprised when I suddenly felt her palm pinch my own ass. "Oww! girl, calm yourself down, don't make a scene." "Oh, so you can grab my ass in public but I'm not allowed to grab your? My body's not a toy you know." "Wait, it's not?" "Anyways," she said, letting me go and giving me a light slap on the arm. "I'm gonna run to the bathroom while you wait for you bags to come out." "Hope they didn't get lost in O'Hare again," I said. Smiling over her shoulder at me, she walked out of the baggage claim and deeper into the airport. As soon as her head was turned, I found myself staring at her ass as it swayed its way down the length of the terminal towards the bathroom. Right before she turned the corner, disappearing out of sight, I noticed the stockings were actually garters. My cock, which had started stirring when I grabbed her ass, was now beginning to pulse. I'd been so busy in the week and a half before I left home that I hadn't found the time to relieve myself. Looking at the carousel I willed it to start moving soon so I could get home and pump Eve full of the cum that I could feel beginning to simmer in my balls. The airport wasn't very crowded, and most of the hundred or so people from my flight were hanging around the still motionless carousel. Picking up my backpack I started walking away from the baggage claim and back towards the checkpoint. Turning the corner, I saw the door marked "WOMEN" in blue. Without a second thought (though that assumes there was a first on, a doubtful prospect given how fully the drive for sex had taken over most of my reason) I walked towards the door and pushed through. It was completely silent in the ladies room, and the fluorescent lights were in various stages of failure; the ones over the sinks blinked intermittently, buzzing, and some of the lights over the stalls had ceased working altogether. The sinks were unpopulated and upon bending down to check the stalls, I thought maybe Eve had gone to a different restroom. Squinting I could just make out her black shoes and garters against the shadows of the handicapped stall at the far end of the bathroom. As I approached the stall, I heard her start to pee. When men piss, it's loud, the urine streaming down from twice the height of the toilet to echo in the bowl. When women pee, it's muffled by the sounds of their bodies as they sit on the toilet. She'd been peeing for less than 5 seconds when I reached her stall and heard the stream suddenly stop. The door of the stall was barely my height, so it took nothing more than standing on my tiptoes to peak over. The stall was about twice the width of all of the others, and it sat right under one of the failed lights, casting a shadow over her body as she sat on the toilet. "God! Adam, you scared me. What are you doing in here? This is the women's room!" I could hear the surprise in her voice, and it took her a moment to realize her skirt was still lifted up around her stomach, and her panties down around her ankles. When her shock ran out, she smoothed her skirt back down across her thighs, a slight flush creeping into her cheeks. "Ummm, I'm peeing," she said when I didn't answer her. "I know," I said. Reaching down I unlocked the stall door and walked in, locking it behind me. "What, you want to watch me pee?" "That's not why I came in here," I replied, letting my backpack slip from my shoulder to the ground. "Well why the hell did you come in here?" "I can't wait until we get back to your house, I gotta fuck you now." "Well I gotta pee," she said, sounding a little flustered. "Then go." "With you just standing there?" "I'm sorry, where are my manners," I said, moving closer to stand directly in front of her. "Lift up your skirt so I can watch." "So you do want to watch me pee." "That's not why I came in here, but yes, I do. I want to see you open your legs a little. I want to watch you spread the lips of your pussy. I want to watch as that arc of piss streams out of your body and into the toilet." She frowned at me for a moment. "Damn girl, it's not like I'm telling you to piss on me. And here I thought you might actually have gotten dirtier since I last saw you." "Hey, I am dirtier," she said quickly. "I'm just . . . surprised." With that she slowly lifted her skirt back up around her stomach and, spreading her legs more, began to pee. Looking down between her legs, I could see the fluid as it dropped into the toilet. Her pussy was largely obscured by shadow, however, so that all I could make out was the general shape of her spread lips. I was a little surprised to feel my cock getting harder as I watched her pee. It was quickly beginning to push against the front of my pants. Eve abruptly reached out and began undoing my belt, which lay at eye level where she sat peeing. Without stopping what she was doing, she managed to have my cock in her hand and out of my pants before I could swallow the lump of desire that was building in my throat. Immediately she began stroking my cock, sliding the skin up and down my shaft. Our eyes met as she continued to pee, my cock in one hand, the other holding up her skirt. We stayed looking at each other as her peeing faded to drips, all the while her hand massaging the length of my manhood. I ripped off a few sections of toilet paper from the dispenser on my right. My eyes still locked on hers, I reached down between her legs and wiped the last remnants of pee from the lips of her cunt, letting the now moist paper fall into the bowl under her. She let go of my cock and stood up from the toilet, stepping out of her panties and towards me. Our mouths mashed together in what could be considered either a kiss or assault, our tongues frantically probing each others mouths to the sound of the automatic toilet flushing. Breaking out kiss, I pushed her back from me. She paused, her eyes locked on mine. For a moment I was lost, unsure of what I was doing, or where I was, but my attention was caught by a droplet of pee as it dripped from between her legs onto the tile floor. Looking back up at her face, I reached out and in one fluid motion, ripped open the front of her shirt, causing buttons to scatter around the stall. She gasped, but before she could say anything, our mouths were back together. This time she broke the kiss in order to roughly pull my shirt over my head. Once I could see her again, I noticed that her bra was a lacy black. Before I could make a move, she reached behind her back and unclasped the bra, tossing it in my face. When I took the bra from my head, she was on her knees, taking my half erect cock back into her hands. She seemed to be moving at twice the speed of my brain. As she slowly began stroking my cock again, she leaned down to plant kisses along the head. I took a moment to look at her breasts, which I hadn't seen in over two months. They looked just as delicious as when I'd left; two smallish mounds of flesh capped by pretty pinkish brown nipples. I loved the size of her tits, which, because I was sometimes greedy, I could suck entirely into my mouth. "Rub my cock on your tits," I told her, wanting to feel her breasts again. With one last kiss she straightened up and began rubbing the head of my cock around her tits, avoiding her rock hard nipples until the very end. The smooth warm skin of her breasts felt great caressing my cock, and I was almost sorry when she stopped. Almost, because no sooner had she taken my cock from her tits, then she engulfed it entirely in her mouth. I let out a little groan as the warm velvety wetness encased my member. As she began bobbing her head along my cock, I heard the door of the bathroom open and someone enter the stall at the other end of the row. Had she been quiet enough, I'm sure the woman could have heard the slurping sounds that were coming from Eve's mouth hungrily devouring my hard dick, but as it was, any sound we were making was drowned out by the woman's noisy stream of piss. I was sure Eve could feel my cock grow a fraction at the thought of some other woman just a few feet away from us, since her tongue started flicking at the underside of my cock with increased vigor. I groaned once more as the peeing stopped, and the woman worked loudly on making the toilet paper dispenser work. I heard the toilet flush and a few seconds later the stall door bang shut as a sink went on in the other side of the room. "Fuck yeah, suck my dick you little slut" I said, confident that the woman couldn't hear us over the noise of the sink. "Yeah, I like having your hard cock in my mouth," Eve replied, removing her lips from around my dick. The sink turned off and after a minute or two I realized I hadn't heard the door to the bathroom close. Suddenly I felt a pair of eyes on my back, and I realized the woman must have heard us and was right now peaking through the crack between the door and wall. "Lick my balls, Baby, I've missed the way you bath them with your tongue," I said, trying to sound dramatic for our guest. "Mmmm. . . you know I like licking your clean shaven balls," she said, looking past my body at the pair of watching eyes. With her left hand, Eve continued stroking my cock, and with the right began cupping my balls so she could lick them. She started off slowly, licking each testicle fully before sucking it gently into her warm mouth. I heard the bathroom door close as she finished sucking my balls. "I think she liked our show, don't you?" "Who wouldn't?" I said, looking down into her eyes. She continued slowly stroking my cock with her left hand, but did not return to sucking me. She sat on her knees, head turned up expectantly at me. Finally, when I couldn't take the maddeningly slow tease of her hand, I spoke. "Why you staring at me?" "I haven't seen you in a while." "I know. That's why I'm here in the bathroom, getting ready to fuck you." "Well, why don't you start by fucking my face then." I paused for a moment, unsure of what to do. The prospect of fucking her face made an extra few ounces of blood pump into my already engorged cock, but I was apprehensive about getting carried away in the heat of the moment. As if sensing my reasons for delay, she shook her head. "Don't worry, I want to feel you fuck my face. I want to feel you ram that hard cock down my throat. How's that for dirty?" "Yes ma'am, if you say so," I responded, a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth once more, doubt gone. Slowly she bent forward, arching her spin inwards. Her mouth enveloped my cock again, and I felt her hands run up the backs of my legs to rest on my ass. When I didn't start fucking her immediately, she pulled my hips forward, causing my cock to push deeper into her mouth. Removing my hands from the walls of the stall where they'd been steadying me, I brought them to either side of her head, using her two pony-tails as guides. Slowly I began pulling her head forward as I pushed my hips into her. I could feel my cock as it slide in past her wet lips. Once more she grabbed my ass and pulled me to her harder. My restraint was beginning to erode, and I began thrusting into her with more force, bringing her face to meet me. I could feel my cock hitting the back of her throat, and I started thrusting harder still. Pretty soon her nose was poking into my stomach with each thrust, and I could feel my cock as it hit the back of her throat and slide down it some. She was deep throating me. The thought, as well as the amazing sensation, had me close to the edge. "Oh . . God. . . you little slut. . . yeah. . . take my whole cock down your throat. Suck my cock." I thought about cuming in her mouth. About her swallowing the pint glass full of cum that I felt beginning to boil in my balls. I was so far back, I realized I'd cum right down her throat, filling her stomach with my cum and denying her the chance to taste my salty semen which she claimed to love so much. I pushed my cock into her mouth one more time, feeling the head of my cock slide back down her throat, before pulling out of her. "You like fucking my face?" she said, looking into my eyes. "Fuck, yeah. . . I had to stop it was so good. . . one more second and I would have cum buckets right down you throat." "I like it when you fill me with your cum." "I will, just not in your mouth and not yet," I said, pulling her to her feet and leaning in to kiss her mouth. While a second ago I'd been fucking her face roughly, I now kissed it tenderly. Moving from her full lips I began to kiss down her neck. Slowly I made my way up towards her right ear, until I was nibbling and sucking on her earlobe. Her breathing got heavier I began making my way back down her neck when the bathroom door opened again. Kneeling down, I brought my hands up to cup her breasts. I began kissing and licking her right breast, gradually working my way in a complete circle around her nipple. I made my circle tighter and tighter, pausing occasionally to suck into my mouth or lightly bite the flesh of her tit, leaving silver dollar sized red splotches. When I finally got to the edge of her areola, I stuck my tongue out and gently licked across her nipple, leaving a trail of saliva moistening the hard little button of pinkish brown flesh. I was so focused on Eve's breast that I barely heard the sounds of the new occupant using one of the nearby stalls. I licked once more, though harder, before locking my lips around her nipple and sucking it and the surrounding breast fully into my mouth. I could hear her gasp, and I was sure the other woman in the bathroom could hear us, but I was beyond caring. I slowly let her nipple out of my mouth bit by bit until I was once again kissing her nipple. Loosening my lips I began sucking in again, causing cool air to rush into my mouth and over her nipple while I simultaneously flicked it with the tip of my tongue. Her gasps turned to moans, which were covered by the sounds of the sink being turned on. After a minute of torturing her nipple, I moved to her left breast and began circling in once more. This time when I sucked her nipple into my mouth, I gently bit down. Not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to still be pleasurable. By the time I was done with her left breast, the bathroom was once again empty. Removing my hands from her breasts, I stood up, letting my hands run down the smooth skin of her sides until I reached the waist of her skirt. With a quick flick of my wrist, I unbuttoned and then unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the ground around her feet. Again we embraced, our arms encircling each other as our faces met for a passionate kiss. Her tongue pushed into mine with more intensity than before. I let my hands travel down the curve of her back and over the garter belt until I was cupping her ass in both hands, lifting up just enough to feel the firm muscles she'd gotten from a summer of running. I could feel my cock pulse and rub against her stomach and knew I would need to fuck her soon. Breaking the kiss I returned to my knees in front of her, taking in the sight of her bare pussy framed by the black garter belt around her waist and the stockings that went all the way up to the middle of her thighs. Her pussy was completely hairless, and I realized she must have shaved special for me. I could see little beads of moisture on the puffy lips of her cunt and though I'd already wiped her clean, I wondered if it was evidence of her excitement or of her reason for coming into the bathroom. There was already the faint aroma of her sex in the air, so I figured it was the former. Leaning in I planted a kiss square on her pussy lips. Taking her left leg in my hand I looked up at her. "Lift up your leg and put it over my shoulder. Put your hand on the wall behind me if you need more support. I'm going to dip into your little honey pot." She smiled and bit her lip as she leaned into the wall for balance and lifted her leg up, the bottom of her stocking-clad thigh resting on my shoulder. Her pussy, lips slightly spread, was right at eye level. I reached under and over her left leg with my right hand, bringing it to the top of her pussy so I could spread it open more for my tongue. I let my left hand circle around behind her to grab at her ass. Airport Leaning in I began kissing gently at the soft skin of her inner thighs just above the stocking, avoiding her sex for the moment. I nibbled first to the right, then licked to the left, before finally placing another kiss on her pussy. Sticking my tongue out, I ran it up the length of her slit from bottom to top. I started off slowly, but increased my pace with each lick, varying between a soft and hard tongue. She tasted just like I remembered- thrillingly sweet with a little bit of spice. While two months was long enough to forget everything I had once known about her pussy, it was not long enough for things to have changed much, and I found myself remembering the folds of her cunt within seconds as I explored it with my tongue. With each pass of my tongue I could hear her breath quicken as she got more turned on, blood rushing between her legs and making her pussy lips even more puffy. Stiffening my tongue, I pushed it into her cunt, though I couldn't get in as deep as my cock can when I've fucked her. I pushed in and out of her, tongue fucking her until I didn't need to hold her open, she was turned on enough that her pussy stayed spread. Removing my arm from above her thigh, I brought my hand back around and down between her legs. Removing my tongue from inside of her, I slowly replaced it with my index finger. Millimeter by millimeter I pushed my finger inside of her, her pussy getting hotter every time a knuckle disappeared. She was definitely wet, I could feel her juices begin to slurp around my finger. After a moment I added my middle finger, stretching her open just a little more. As I started pushing in and out of her, I brought my tongue down on the little swatch of flesh I knew her clit was hiding in. Probing around there with my tongue it didn't take long to locate her engorged clit. A new flight must have landed, because within a matter of five minutes, a half a dozen women came in to use the bathroom. Though both my fingers and tongue were adding to the already substantial noise of her moaning and gasping, the other occupants seemed oblivious to our presence. I waited until the last had washed her hands and left before pressing my tongue to Eve's clit. I started with light, slow circles, but pretty soon I was licking harder and more directly, the noises of her pleasure beginning to increase in volume. I could feel her hips ever so subtly thrusting into me as I caressed her clit or pumped my fingers into her soaked pussy. "Oh. . . Yeah. . . Adam. . . lick my pussy. God. . . I love it when you lick my fucking pussy." "You taste so good," I said between licks. I continued whipping my tongue across her clit, and almost immediately felt a shake work its way through her thigh as it rested on my shoulder. "Mmmmmm. . . right there. . . don't stop. . . I'm getting close." That was all I needed to hear. As I'd done with her nipple, I sucked cool air in as I lashed at her clit with my tongue. "Oh God, I'm so close. Lick my sluty pussy." Locking my lips around her clit I sucked in, bringing more blood to the region. I immediately started flicking her clit with my tongue. I'd done this several times before and each time had caused her to shake uncontrollably, one orgasm running on the heals of another. "Adam. . . I'm gonna cum." Without stopping either my tongue or my fingers, I used my free hand to stabilize her as her shaking became more erratic. With a series of moans that may have been heard as far away as the control tower, she came. I felt a fresh surge of pussy juice hit me in the chin and baste my fingers. I longed to dip back down to her wet pussy to drink in the sweet nectar, but I kept my mouth on her clit. I didn't stop when her orgasm was over, but kept up the same pace until less than a minute later she was cumming again, her moans even louder than before. Slowly I eased up with both fingers and tongue. As her shaking subsided, I slid my fingers out of her faintly contracting pussy and my mouth from around her pulsing clit. Bringing my fingers to my mouth, I sucked what remained of her from my fingers. Looking up at her, I let her leg down from my shoulder. I stood up to kiss her again, making her taste her own juices on my lips. We kissed long and hard. Her tongue was both fierce and lazy as she battled conflicting post-orgasmic sensations of increased desire and complete relaxation. Breaking the kiss I turned her around and began kissing the sides and back of her neck, my body pressing into her from behind. "I'm gonna fuck you now, you little slut," I whispered, my mouth next to her ear. "Get up against the wall, bend over some, and spread your legs." She did what I asked and I took my already stiff cock in my hand and pumped it a few times until it was hard enough to cut class. "Tell me that you want my cock." "Mmmmmm. . . I want that hard cock of yours in my dirty little cunt." With that I pressed the head of my cock between her legs, sliding it back and forth along her slit until I found the opening to her pussy. "Please. . . just put it in. . . I want you inside me." I answered by slowly pushing my cock past the inner and outer lips of her cunt and into the warm wetness of her velvet passage. I'd never fucked her without a condom on, but she'd started taking the pill over the summer. The feeling of her wetness directly on my skin was amazing. With each fraction of my cock that slid inside of her, I felt my body temperature rise a degree. An intense heat was radiating out from her, traveling up my cock and into my body. It was like fucking the sun. "Oh God. . . Eve . . your pussy feels so good," I said as I buried myself completely inside of her. Slowly I pulled my hip back, withdrawing my cock from her pussy as slowly as I'd slid it in. I gradually increased the pace as I thrust in and out of her. Reaching around her body I took her right breast in my hand, kneading it until her nipple was a thorn in my palm. I could feel the lips of her pussy kiss the length of my cock with each thrust. "Yeah . . . fuck me. . . fuck me harder." I brought my hands to her hips, grabbing hold of them tightly for leverage. Again I increased the pace of my fucking, pulling her back into me with each thrust. I could feel my balls slapping into her, my hips connecting with her booty in a sexy smack every time I buried my cock all the way inside of her. "Oh God, I think your balls. . . are hitting my clit. . . fuck me harder. . . I want to feel. . . your cock. . . hitting my cervix," she managed to breath between moans. I tightened my grip on her hips and started slamming into her as hard as I could. The door of the bathroom opened again, but I was too engrossed in fucking Eve to care. Between her increasingly loud moaning and the sounds of our bodies slapping together, there was no way the new occupant could ignore what was going on. Again I felt eyes on my back, but I kept fucking Eve rather than turn towards the door to see. "Is that hard enough for you, you little slut?" I said, hearing the door opening again. "Fuck. . . yeah. . . oooohhhhh. . . keep going. . . I'm gonna cum soon." I continued slamming into her. Just under her moans and the the smacking of my hips into her ass, I could hear the wet slurping suction of my cock as it plunged in and out of her. And under that I heard the faint whispers of women coming from behind me as at least one pair of eyes joined in the fun. I wanted to fill Eve with cum so badly, but I held off, concentrating more on making her cum. I let my right hand creep around her hip and between her legs. Quickly I found her clit and started rubbing it in circles with my forefinger. "Oh God. . . yeah. . . I'm gonna cum," she moaned. "Yeah you dirty slut, cum all over my cock. I want to feel your juices running down my cock and onto my balls." Her body began shaking as I moved in and out of her quickly. "I'm cumming," she squealed. Her shaking became more pronounced and her breathing more ragged. I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock as I thrust inside of her. With a slight jerk, her whole body tensed up, and then with a loud moan, she relaxed. I slowed down the pace of my fucking and brought my hand back around to her hip, giving her a second to return from her orgasm. In the distance I heard the door of the bathroom closing again and realized the eyes were gone. In her post orgasmic glow our fucking took on a more leisurely pace. "Are you going to cum in me soon?" she asked. Leaning in I kissed her neck before answering. "Damn, you're a little cum slut today. Have some patience, I'm not done fucking you." I leaned back some and looked down to watch my cock slide in and out of her. I shifted my hands in from her hips and onto the edges of her ass. Pushing down I spread the cheeks of her ass to get a better view of my cock disappearing into her wet hot cunt. My cock twitched inside of her at the sight of her pussy lips stretching around my cock. The juices from her orgasm made my cock shine in the dim light of the stall. As I stared at the point where our bodies merged, my eyes were drawn to her puckered brown anus, looking like the bud of a rose. It pulsed faintly every time my cock pushed all the way inside her pussy, winking at me from between her slightly parted ass cheeks. Leaning down into her, I began kissing around her shoulders. I nibbled, sucked, and licked my way up the left side of her neck, continuing to slide my cock into her. When I got to her ear I sucked the lobe into my mouth and lightly chewed it between flicks of my tongue. Her moaning grew louder. Letting it out of my mouth I brought my lips to her ear in a whisper. "You want my cum so bad, fine I'll give it to you." "Really?" "Yeah, I'm going to squirt my cum deep inside your tight little ass." 'Mmmm. . . I don't know. What if it hurts?" "It probably will hurt a little having my cock stretching your little ass open, but I think your going to enjoy it anyways you dirty little slut." "Yeah. . . Okay. . . just be gentle." I continued sucking her earlobe some more before shifting to lick the skin just behind her ear. Moving her hair to the side, I kissed the nape of her neck. Bending my back forward, I started licking my way down her spine, planting a kiss at each vertebra. At the middle of her back I paused and straightened up. Slowly I withdrew my cock from her wet cunt, causing her to let out a little sigh. I could see her juices coating my cock causing it to glisten in the flickering light of the bathroom. I continued licking her back, kneeling down as it became necessary. Finally, passing over the garter belt, I pressed my lips up against her tailbone, kissing the final vertebra. Kneeling behind her I looked up at her body. Hands pressed up against the wall, she was slightly bent over, her back arched so that her ass stuck out a little. Her legs were still parted some from when I fucked her, and I could see that her inner thighs were wet with pussy juices that had dripped down onto the edge of her stockings. I couldn't see her eyes from where I was, she'd dropped her head between her arms, her hair flowing in her face. I placed a hand on either leg, running them gradually up her stockings until I reached her smooth skin. When I got to her ass, her beautiful ass, I let my hands rest to the side, just below the swell of her hips. Once again I leaned forward and kissed her tailbone. I followed it up by kissing first her left ass cheek and then her right. There was something about the flesh of her ass that drove me a little wild; perhaps the power inherent in the body's largest muscle; perhaps the way it was firm, yet managed to jiggle at all the right times. Taking my right hand from her side, I lightly ran my index finger down her ass, starting at the dimple just below her tailbone. Slowly I began kneading her ass cheeks in the palms of my hand. I'd massaged her ass several times in the past, and I used a similar amount of pressure. As my thumbs left fading trails of red across her flesh, my attention was drawn to the crack of her ass again where her puckered little opening continued to wink at me every time her cheeks spread in the processes of being massaged. I stilled my hands in the temporary but almost absolute quiet of the bathroom. Leaning in I placed a series of kisses along the crack of her ass. With each kiss I pushed my hands to the side, spreading her ass cheeks open. I could now see her anus clearly. I was so close to it that she must have felt my breath each time I exhaled, because the little ring pulsed in time with my breathing. The wrinkled skin around her anus was a light pinkish brown, much like her nipples. In some ways it resembled the inside of a crater, a profusion of lines that converged at the ring of her sphincter; In some ways a rosebud, delicate petals tightly compressed to make a hard little fist. I'd never placed my mouth on the rear opening of a girl before; my time was always spent buried in her pussy. Yet I felt something compelling me to do so. I wasn't sure if Eve just thought I was getting ready to fuck her ass, or if she knew I was about to begin licking her puckered little asshole. I resumed kissing the crack of her ass, pushing my mouth in farther each time, but always skirting the spot that was my eventual target. Finally I spread her ass cheeks as wide as I could without being too rough. I leaned in and placed a long wet kiss directly on her anus. I could feel her body tense and heard a little gasp escape from between the mess of brown locks covering her face. "Relax Baby, how am I gonna fuck your little ass if I don't get it warmed up first?" I whispered. She mumbled something that sounded like acquiescence, her actual words lost in her hair, and I felt her body relax. Leaning back in I resumed kissing her ass. Each kiss was gradually wetter than the last until there was a liberal amount of saliva collected in the crater of her asshole. Using my tongue as a brush, I lightly painted the saliva in circles around the ring of her anus. Like I'd done the first time I licked her hot little pussy, I used my tongue to explore every millimeter of her ass. I ran it along the wrinkles and ridges of skin that surrounded her tight little opening like a halo. I licked across the pucker of her rosebud and was relieved to hear a moan of pleasure come from Eve. Knowing that she liked the feeling of my tongue on her ass made me bolder. Stiffening my tongue some, I began pulsing it against the ring of her sphincter. Each time I applied more pressure with my tongue until finally it was through the tight seal of the muscle. I started circling my tongue around the rim of her anus, enjoying the feeling of her wrinkled skin against my tongue. Her moaning was beginning to increase in volume and tempo. I pushed my face forward to get my tongue a little deeper. As my nose pressed into the crack of her ass and my tongue sank deeper into her puckered hole, I felt the ancient part of my brain begin to prickle. I've always found it difficult to describe the way a pussy tastes and smells, and it may be even more difficult with an ass. While a pussy is a mix of salt and sweet, of tang and even spice, an ass is different. Her ass was pungent and earthy in a crude and primal way that reminded me of days spent with my hands digging deep in rich dark soil. The smell of her was almost overpowering, so completely different from her pussy but no less sexual. She tasted of raw skin, basic and musky; strong like the skin of a beet freshly pulled from the ground. If the pussy, passageway to the womb, was the source of life, then the ass was the maintenance of life itself, its nourishment, the core of humanity. My cock was so hard I thought the skin would split along the seam that ran underneath. My tongue mostly buried in her ass, I continued running it in circles around the ring of her anus. I let the tight muscle of her sphincter push my tongue back out, and returned to licking the puckered hole. Once I had collected enough saliva again, I began pushing into her anus. This time, instead of keeping my tongue buried, I brought it out again, fucking her ass with my tongue. With each thrust of my tongue I could feel her body shake just a little more. I began pushing harder, letting my tongue go deeper each time. "Yeah . . . Adam. . . that feels so good. . . don't stop. . . . I think. . . I think I'm going to cum soon," she murmured through her hair. I continued pushing my tongue past the pucker of her anus, pressing my face as far into her ass as I could, her cheeks resting on mine. "Oh God. . . lick my little asshole . . . fuck. . . lick my little ass. . . I'm gonna cum." I could feel her orgasm building quickly, her body shaking as I tongue fucked her ass. With a moan that sounded almost like a grunt, her orgasm broke over her, the ring of her ass bearing down on my tongue in waves. As her orgasm subsided, I let my tongue slip out and traced the wrinkles of her rosebud one more time before straightening up. If I didn't fuck her soon, there was the distinct possibility that my cock would rip itself free in an attempt to find release without my help. Eve was leaning up against the wall quietly, her arms supporting her weight. Her body rose and fell with deep breaths disturbed periodically with the post-orgasmic tremors that continued to run through her. Reaching down between her legs I felt her still soaking wet pussy, lips puffy with arousal. I slowly inserted my cock in her hot cunt, letting it lubricate me once more. After a few thrusts I slide out of her. Sensing that her pussy juices, though they coated my cock in a thick sheen, and the saliva I'd left wetting her anus wouldn't be enough, I reached into the pocket of my pants that lay bunched up around my ankles. Pulling out the small tube of Vaseline I was using as chap stick, I squirted the remaining dime sized droplets onto the head of my cock. I began rubbing the lubricant into the head and along the shaft of my cock when Eve murmured something almost inaudibly. "What did you say Baby?" I said, leaning forward, my hand pausing mid-stroke. "Fuck me in the ass," she said, raising her head slightly, "I want your hard cock filling my ass." "Oh, I'm going to stretch you wide in a second you dirty little slut, don't worry. The whole flight I kept thinking about fucking you in the ass. There was this tall flight attendant who kept bending over in first class and even though she wasn't nearly as hot as you are, she had this great ass. It was really hard for me not to shut myself in the lavatory and spray my cum on the walls to the thought of fucking you both," I said, my hand resuming work on my hard cock. "Ohhh. . . who would you put your cock in?" "You of course. I'd make her suck my cock to get it ready and then I'd push it up that tight ass of yours." "I like the sound of that," she said. "Then what would you do?" "If you were good, I'd make her lick your little pussy while I fucked your ass." "What if I wasn't good? What if I was bad?" "Then I wouldn't let her lick you at all, you dirty slut. No, I'd make her tongue my balls as they slapped up against your wet little pussy until you begged me to let her lick you." "And why would she do that for us?" "Well, Baby, we're both fucking hot," I said, giving her ass a light slap; "who wouldn't want to fuck us. And if she did a good job using her mouth, I'd make sure to return the favor. I'd use my talented tongue to make her cum buckets down my throat." "Mmmm. . . you're making me so horny, will you fuck me please?" "Oh alright, I guess I could start fucking you now," I said trying to sound reluctant. Putting my left hand on her ass and spreading it open, I prepared to slide my cock, well slicked with Vasaline and pussy juice, deep into her rear. Airport "Baby, reach back and help me spread this beautiful ass of yours." Removing her right hand from the wall, she brought it around and pried open the other side of her ass for me. Staring at her little rosebud, still glistening with my saliva, I felt my cock twitch in anticipation. Placing the head of my cock against her anus, I slowly began applying pressure. "Relax Baby." Slowly I began rocking my hips back and forth, applying pressure in waves. Finally she sighed and the head of my cock slide past the ring of her anus. Her sigh turned to a gasp as her tight hole stretched to accommodate my cock. Once her breathing was back to normal I continued pushing forward. It was all I could do not to slam into her immediately. Over two months since I last fucked her and more than a week since I'd had a chance to jerk-off; I was barely holding on. I watched her pretty puckered anus swallowing my cock as I slowly pushed inside of her bit by bit. Half way in I could feel her tense up again. "Baby, just relax, and you can let go of your ass. Let my cock fill you up." She brought her hand back up to the wall for support. "Mmmmm. . . I'm trying to. . . it kind of hurts. . . you feel too big. . . but it feels good too." After a brief pause I began pushing back into her. After what seemed like forever I found my hips pressed up against the flesh of her booty: I was fully buried. "Oh God. . . Adam. . . I feel so full. . . mmmmmm. . . I like your cock shoved all the way up my ass." Hearing her words made me want to start to fucking her hard and fast, but I reigned myself in. Slowly I pulled my cock all the way out, even letting the head pop free. Again I pushed my hips into her, this time meeting much less resistance as I slide inside of her. "Yeah. . . fuck my ass Adam," she gasped between moans. I pushed all the way into her until my hips hit her ass again. Each time I pulled out and pushed back in, I increased the pace just slightly. Had I been fucking her pussy, my pace would have been maddeningly slow, but buried in her hot and extremely tight ass it felt much faster. "You like it when I shove my cock up your ass don't you, you little slut?" "Yeah. . . fuck my ass. . . Adam. . . stick your cock in my ass. . . fuck my little ass. . . yeah. . . fuck my ass. . . " As I once again picked up the pace these words became like a mantra for her. Sandwiched between moans, she repeated them softly, as if to herself. I was almost startled when I heard the door of the bathroom open, but I didn't stop moving in and out of her. Slowly my body was taking control of itself as I repeatedly buried my cock in her primal depths. Eve's murmurs were almost inaudible to me, so I wasn't surprised when I heard the new occupant peeing loudly in a stall close to ours. She felt so tight around my cock, it was difficult to believe I wasn't going to rip the skin right off my cock with each thrust. The Vaseline was giving me just enough lubrication to slide in and out easily, but not so much that all the friction was lost. I could feel as each inch of her ass rubbed against the length of my cock. I was so lost in the sensation of riding Eve's ass bareback that I didn't hear my own grunting as it got louder. "Yeah. . . Oh God. . . Fuck my little ass," Eve moaned, breaking my trance. I realized we were being loud when again I felt eyes on me. Turning to my right I saw a blond head peaking over the stall next to us. It took me a moment to recognize the flight attendant whose ass I'd been staring at during the flight. Our eyes locked together as I continued thrusting in and out of Eve's ass. I could feel my balls beginning to bubble with cum waiting to escape. I squeezed down on my cock with every bit of concentration I could muster, trying to prolong the time I could spend fucking her tight ass. I had control, but it was tenuous. "Oh God. . . Eve . . . you little slut. . . your ass feels so good on my cock." "Yeah. . . fuck me. . . pretend that flight attendant is here watching us." I almost lost the rhythm of my fucking at the sound of her words, but managed to keep going without more than a two second pause. I looked back up at the flight attendant, who was herself now staring raptly at the sight of my cock stretching out Eve's little ass. "I don't have to pretend Baby, she watching us from the neighboring stall." "Mmmmmm. . . why haven't you told her to come here yet?" At that the flight attendant looked back up into my eyes. "Get in here," I said to her, watching as she bit her lip for a moment before disappearing back into the stall. At the sound of the toilet flushing, I took my left hand from Eve's body to unlock the stall door. The woman walked into the stall, locking it back behind her. Through her hair, Eve looked at the woman, who momentarily seemed unsure of what to do now that she was in the stall with some random couple having anal sex. "Take your clothes off," Eve hissed, surprising the woman and me. Again I felt an orgasm starting to build, so I slowed my thrusts down, allowing Eve's tight anal ring to squeeze me from the head to the base of my cock with exquisite slowness. After a brief pause the woman began shedding her uniform: First the jacket, then the vest, and finally the white blouse. She stood to our left wearing only her pants and bra. The woman was taller than Eve and only a few inches shorter than me. Shoulder length blond hair framed her face, which was a little plain. Skillful if somewhat excessive use of make-up made her look more strikingly feminine. I found her attractive in a generic Weather Girl sort of way. "All of it," I said. Slowly she reached around and unclasped her bra. Her ample breast, which had been partially obscured by her uniform, drew my gaze from her face. Now freed from her bra, I could see her light pink nipples growing harder by the second. Her large breast stayed remarkably perky, just enough to let me know they were fake. Nonetheless, my mouth watered at the thought of sucking and licking them. She hesitated when she got to her pants. "Come here and take those off . . . now!" Eve commanded. The woman walked forward until she was directly at Eve's left. I continued fucking Eve slowly as her left hand abandoned its place on the wall and dropped down to the flight attendants waist line. Eve deftly opened the top of the woman's pants, and with a fluid motion pulled them down over the flight attendant's slight hips, letting them fall to the floor of the bathroom stall. Watching I couldn't help but pick my pace back up, my hard cock slipping deeper into Eve's ass. The white boy shorts the flight attendant wore matched her bra. I watched as Eve slid her hand up the woman's thigh until it rested on her firm butt. SLAP! My cock began twitching at the sight of Eve's hand as it spanked the flight attendant's ass, and for a moment I thought I'd lose control. Again I bore down on my aching balls and held-off the orgasm. "I think you're lucky. . . you little slut," I managed to pant to Even between strokes. "Even though you've been bad, I don't think I can handle having her tongue play with my balls, I don't want to cum yet." Eve let out a little squeal. I pumped into her ass hard, and Eve was forced to bring her hand back up to the wall for support. "God. . . Adam. . . fuck me . . . fuck my little ass. . . your balls. . . are hitting my clit. . . don't stop fucking my ass." As I continued to slide in and out of her, Eve's body began to shake. I knew an orgasm was quickly approaching her, so I motioned for the flight attendant to kneel down between her legs. "Lick her pussy while I fuck her tight ass . . . we're gonna give my little slut the best orgasm she's ever had." With each thrust I could feel my balls swinging between Eve's legs until they were slapping wetly against the lips of her pussy. Her shaking increased. After a moment I felt my balls slap against the flight attendant's chin, her tongue searching for Eve's clit. Suddenly Eve convulsed, and I knew the flight attendant had hit her mark. I tightened my grip on Eve's waist and watched my cock slide between her ass cheeks and into her tight little anus. "Yeah. . . I'm gonna fill that little ass of your with cum in a few minutes. . . God. . . seconds. . . you're ass is so tight Baby," I said. My fucking was becoming as frenzied as her shaking, as I rammed myself into her, my hips slapping against her ass. "Fuck. . . I'm gonna cum soon," I said. "Oh yeah. . . me too . . . fuck me in the ass. . . fuck my little ass hard. . . . I want to feel you shoot your hot cum deep in my fucking ass. . . Oh god!" I knew I was on the edge, trying to hold myself back, but the flight attendant had other plans. Quickly, she buried two fingers into Eve's burning cunt, all the while continuing to lick her clit. As she finger fucked Eve, I could feel her fingers massaging the sensitive head of my cock through the wall of Eve's pussy. It was too much. "Fuck," I managed to grunt. A tingling began to build between the base of my cock and the pit of my stomach, like static electricity waiting to shock. I kept fucking her hard. Looking down I watched as the length of my cock pistoned in and out of her anus, the little wrinkles of her opening stretched around me like a halo. I felt the electricity in my stomach expanding, arching down to the head of my cock in flashes as I felt the flight attendants fingers briefly touching the head of my cock inside Eve's hot passageway. "I'm gonna . . . cum . . . Baby," I said, knowing that by the time the words had left my mouth the orgasm would be overtaking me. I tried to keep thrusting as the electricity shot up the length of my cock and back down, radiating out to my arms, legs, and head. "Yeah, cum in my ass. . . shoot that hot cum all the way up my ass," she hissed, her shaking reaching its peak. I felt the cum pump from deep in my balls, traveling through my cock and finally rocketing out in giant spurts. With each thrust I shot a new load of cum deep in her ass, the flight attendant still lapping madly at Eve's clit and burying her finger's deep in Eve's cunt. "Yeah. . . Fuck. . . I'm cuming," Eve moaned. Her anus began pulsing around my cock as I continued pushing into her, still cuming. I'd never cum so much, my body forcing spurt after spurt from the tip of my cock into her ass. Looking down I could see my cum begin to drip out from her anus, forced out by the power of my thrusts and the contractions of her tight ass. One last time I slammed my hips into her ass, burying myself completely. My cock twitched a few more times as her body, still shaking, pulsed around me. I could feel my cum beginning to ooze down to my balls; there was just too much of it to stay inside of her along with my cock. Suddenly I felt the mouth of the flight attendant on my balls, sucking and licking up the excess cum. I could feel her tongue following the trail of cum up from my balls to the base of my cock and finally to the point where Eve's and my body joined. With my last remaining strength I straightened up, pulling my cock from Eve's ass with a wet slurping sound, stumbling backwards until I was leaning up against the wall of the stall. I watched as Eve's ass, stretched out by my hard cock, slowly began closing again, a rivulet of cum dripping out and down the crack of her ass. The flight attendant continued licking at Eve's ass, catching the cum with her tongue. My erection was temporarily renewed as the flight attended brought her whole mouth up and, locking her lips around Eve's still stretched anus, sucked the remaining cum from her. I wasn't sure if I should be turned on or disgusted by the act. My ambivalence must have been palpable because no sooner did the thought cross my mind, than the woman straightened up. Looking first to Eve and then to me she grabbed her clothes and shot out the stall door. My cock, still wet with cum, Vasaline, and traces of pussy juice, began to shrink. Now temporarily sated, my mind momentarily turned to other things; I hoped they hadn't lost my bag again. Eve, her body just beginning to stop shaking, turned around to face me, brushing her hair back from her face. Her eyes told me everything, and I sighed. Airport Chapter 1 I was walking through the airport when I saw him. Sitting at the bar, having a drink, there he was. I checked my skirt, it was not to wrinkled. But I was glad I was wearing sexy lingerie. I was hoping he would see it! I sat down next to him, and accidentally on purpose brushed his thigh. We started talking, he was headed to Memphis, and had an hour before his flight left. I wasn't going to Memphis, but I had two hours. I laughed at his jokes, putting my hand on his thigh when I did. I noticed his wedding ring, but I didn't care. Each time I touched him, I moved my hand higher. I noticed he was growing hard as we talked. And he kept growing and growing. His cock was growing to proportions I hadn't seen before. At least outside of porn. I wanted to see it. I had to see it. I wanted this man, this stranger, more then I have ever wanted anything or anyone in my life. I asked him if he wanted to have a little fun before his next flight, as I placed my hand on his growing cock. We looked around for a place, and I saw a family bathroom across from the bar. I grabbed his hand, after he paid his tab, and dragged him across the hall. We entered the family bathroom, and before the door was all the way closed and locked, he had me against the wall, kissing me, grinding his crotch into mine. I raised my skirt, showing him the barely there lacy thong I was wearing. He smiled as he reached for it and ripped it from my body. His fingers were inside of me, three of them, opening me up for his massive cock. And massive it was. I finally saw it as he pulled it out through the hole in his jeans. Jutting out before him, 8 inches long and at least two inches in diameter, with a large knob like head, was his cock. Already dripping precum as he brought me to orgasm with his fingers. He positioned himself so that his huge cock was brushing my opening. I was wet, had been since I saw him. He looked at me with a grin, then rammed himself into me with one swift motion. I came instantly as his large cockhead bumped my cervix. lifted my legs around his waist, and he held me by my ass, holding me between him and the wall. He was pounding that massive cock in and out of me quickly. He was buried to the hilt with each stroke. His balls slapping my ass as he thrust into me. I have never had anything so big inside of me. I was gushing my cum all over him with each stroke. I couldn't stop cumming; he was so big and hit me in all the right spots. After about 5 more minutes, he said he was cumming, and I felt him unload rope after rope of hot cum deep in my pussy. There was so much, it started to drip out. His cum mixed with mine and ran down my thighs when he set me down. He reached for some paper towels and helped me clean it up. But since he had ripped my thong off before, I didn't have anything to put in to help soak up the excess. We kissed one last time, and he ran for his flight. And I came to mine. And that, sir, is the reason I am sitting here next to you on the flight wiith cum dripping down my leg. Chapter 2 After I told my story to my seat mate, he was pretty visibly excited. He put his hand on my thigh. It got sticky. He rubbed the cum into my thigh and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were smiling, as was his mouth. He licked his lips and asked me if I would like to become a member of the mile high club, if I wasn't already. He got a blanket from a passing flight attendant. He covered both of our laps with it and put his hand back on my thigh. He raised his hand, higher and higher, very slowly. When his fingers found my already dripping pussy, he slipped two fingers inside of me. I gasped and made the man across the aisle look at me. I smiled at him, and apologized for waking him. I didn't realize I was so loud. I bit my tongue trying to keep quiet as the fingers in me found my g-spot. I came as quietly as I could, but the sleepy passenger across the aisle knew what was going on. I smiled at him and lifted the blanket to show him my bare pussy being fucked by my seat mate. He was awake, then, and his eyes were on me. I was so glad the lights were dimmed for the evening flight. My seat mate reached behind me and unhooked my bra. Slipping it off beneath my shirt, he put it in his carry on bag. I unbuttoned another button and showed some more cleavage. Since there was a seat empty on our side of the plane, we invited the man across the aisle to join us in our row. I was in the middle.We got two more blankets and a pillow from the attendants. I was completely covered by the blankets, and I had the pillow covering my mouth. Under the lower blanket, two hands were touching me. One was pinching and pulling at my clit. One had three or four fingers inside of me. I was panting, trying not to make too much noise. Thank god the plane was nearly empty. The hand on my clit left for a second, and more fingers entered me. I was wide open from the stranger in the airport, so all of these fingers, (6? 7?) slipped in, filling me again. The men turned towards me and one of them lowered his mouth to my tits, sucking on my nipples in relatively plain view of anyone who walked by. I came again. And again. My seat was wet from all the juices and the strange cum flowing from my pussy. My skirt was up around my waist, so it was spared a wet spot. The man closest to the window lifted me from my seat, keeping me covered and moved me to his lap. As I sat down, I was impaled by his rigid cock. The man on the aisle was messaging my feet and calves as I was getting fucked by the second stranger in three hours. And I knew there was one more to go before I landed. Man number one came in my pussy and moved me back to the middle seat. The aisle guy moved me to his lap and I was getting fucked again. Window guy was rubbing my clit, hard and fast. I was cumming over and over again when man number two shot his hot load of cum in my pussy. I was sad when the flight was over and I kissed the two men goodbye. Three men, three hours, and I don't know the name of a single one of them. And that, Daddy, is why you are picking me up from the airport with no panties, no bra and three loads of cum flowing out of my dripping pussy. Chapter 3 "Well, baby, you need to be punished for that," he said as they left the airport. In the car, he demanded my skirt. He made me put it under my ass so I wouldn't leak cum all over his car. Once we got on the interstate for the hour drive home, he had me put my legs up on the dash board, spread so any trucker driving by could see. But it was dark enough that I was mostly hidden. He placed his hand on my thigh, running it up to my dripping pussy. He inserted three fingers quickly into me, pumping my pussy hard. I started to close my thighs around his arm, but he told me to hold myself open for him. I reached up and grabbed my trembling thighs and pulled them as far apart as I could while he fingered me to yet another orgasm. He took his fingers out of my cum filled pussy and had me lick them clean, still holding myself wide open for anyone to see in the car window. When I was done cleaning his hands, he went back and put four fingers in my wide open cunt. It was well used today, so he needed to use more fingers to fill me than usual. His four fingers were sawing in and out I started screaming my next orgasm. He opened the window, so anyone near by could hear. That just made me moan and scream louder, thinking someone could hear me. It was different here, then on the confined airplane. He took his wet fingers out of my pussy, and rubbed them on my clit, keeping the waves of orgasm coming. After I finally peaked and my orgasm receded, he again had me lick clean his hand. When he was clean, he told me to continue holding my knees apart as wide as they would go. I had to remain this way, open to him, the entire way home. Holding myself like this, I had no ability to control the flood of the strangers and my cum leaking on to my skirt. He fingered me three or four more times until they reached the exit to my house, where my lover was waiting Before they got to my house, he pulled over into a park. He told me to get on her knees, with my ass in the window and suck him off before I go home. He didn't want sloppy fourths, after all. And since no one came in my mouth today, that was all his. I put my ass to the window, bare and leaking from my pussy, for any one to see. I worked his cock free from his pants and took it immediately all the way in my mouth, just the way I've been doing for years. Just the way he liked it. Swirling my tongue around his shaft, and head, I kept my lips glued to the base of his cock. I started bobbing up and down swiftly, holding his balls in my hand. After just a few minutes, he shot his load in my mouth. I brought my head up, showed him the mouthful and then swallowed it down. He started back to the house, where my lover awaited me, and told me to spread them again until we got there. I called ahead and asked to have the garage door open, as we would be pulling right in. When we pulled in, the door was wide open to the street as I walked, braless, pantiless, and now skirtless into the house to see what awaited me there. Chapter 4 I walked into the house, nearly naked with my thighs covered in dried cum. My lover met me at the door and kissed me before he asked what happened. I asked where Teresa was, our girlfriend. She wasn't home from work yet. Dan walked me into the kitchen and sat me up on the counter, more like a bar really, that separated the kitchen from the dining room.. He removed my shirt. I was completely naked now, except for my shoe. He laid me back on the counter and pulled a chair up to the end. When he sat, he was eye level with my dripping, well fucked pussy. He started to probe my slit as I told my story. He was teasing me, gently, so I could talk. He knows I can't talk when I am really worked up. As I got to my public blow job in the park, he moved me to the end of the counter with my ass hanging off the end. My feet were on his shoulders. He rubbed my clit harder and I came again. My juices ran down the crack of my ass. This was all he needed to see before he started to probe my ass, as well. Teresa walked in and saw us in the kitchen. She removed her clothes as she asked us what was going on. Dan stood up and unzipped his flight suit. He's a paramedic and is on the flight crew at the local hospital. The suit zips open both from neck to crotch and crotch to neck. He unzipped up. He pulled his cock out and rubbed it up and down my wet slit as he told Teresa what I had been up to today. As he was telling her, she climbed up on the counter and sank her pussy down on my mouth. I began to lap at her pussy, licking her entire slit. Then I took each lip into my mouth and sucked them. Eventually, she settled so my mouth was on her clit. She was facing Dan and leaned in for a kiss from him as he was fucking my pussy. He pulled out and ran his cock up and down my ass, placing his cock at my tight puckered ass hole. Teresa was cumming on my face from my attention to her clit. She shifted so my mouth was now tucked in between the two perfect globes of her ass. As Dan slowly entered my ass, I slowly entered Teresa's with my tongue. Dan got all the way inside me and stopped to allow me to adjust. When I was ready, I gave him a thumbs up, as I couldn't talk. I brought my hand to Teresa's clit and began to pinch it. I continued rimming her ass. Dan started slowly fucking my ass. As he got faster and faster, I did as well on Teresa's body. My tongue moving faster in her ass. My fingers moving faster on her clit. She shifted again and I tongue fucked her wet pussy. She came again, covering my face with her sweet juices. I was cumming, too, with Dan's cock going in and out of my ass. Someone was pinching my nipples and my clit. I came so hard this time, I soaked Dan's flight suit. This caused him to release his cum deep in my ass. Teresa rolled off of me and the counter and Dan sat back down. They pulled me off the counter. We were all exhausted. We shuffled off to our bedroom and collapsed in the large king size bed we all shared. Tonight, I got to be in the middle. Airport Adventure Behave or not set aside. We meet, it is at the airport. You've worn a skirt and no panties, a top with buttons and a soft bra. We chat and you get wet and wetter. After a bit we finish coffee and you're close. My hand is on your leg and you hitch your skirt. You look in my eyes as my fingers slip to your pussy. Slowly I pet, and caress. You just watch my face, trembling slightly. One by one I start to dip my fingers into you. In and out, curving up inside as your thighs spread and a soft moan comes from your lips. Now I begin to rub your clit, two finger tips pass over and tenderly around it. You watch my eyes, my lips part and you look down, my tongue slowly rubs my upper lip and I rub you just a little more firmly. Your hips rock a bit, you notice and take a deep breath realizing it is going to be hard and fast and you press your hand to my arm. I take the cue and press in deeply, lifting your pussy from the chair. You bite your lip now, holding your moans in as I finger faster, lifting and pulling as my fingers slip over your clit again and again. You shake, your nipples are burning hard. You start to come looking into my eyes, your lids drop, your focus fades and your orgasm rocks in a hard crashing wave. You hold my arm tight now, your nails digging and pull my hand away. The gasp as you let your teeth free from your lip is lovely and I smile wide. I glance around to be sure nobody is watching and pull my hand to my lips to lick your juices from my fingers before having more coffee. As I do your hand has moved to my cock, you find it hard and full as you caress and seek my zipper. But I pull back, standing and take you to the Elevator. We go down, making out passionately as the doors close. Your fingers are gripping my cock again, tugging as the car stops and the doors open. A couple is standing there and they smile and tell us to use the stairs in the parking area. We laugh and wander in the direction of their pointing arms. Your hand is in mine squeezes tight. I smile as we find our way and climb up to the mid floor landing to flights up. Nobody is around and you kneel, taking my cock in your lips through the pants and then you unzip me and pull it out. First you kiss and then part your lips, sucking me in. Then as you hold the head in your mouth you massage my balls and squeeze the base tightly, pulling evenly so the head pushes into your mouth as your tongue dances at the dripping precome. I moan, my hands on your head, my fingers teasing your hair. The head gets full, defined in your mouth. Your finger tighten on the vein of my cock, pulling more firmly and it swells even more. I shudder and moan. Every movement you make drives me crazy and I tell you I'm going to come soon. You stop then and tell me you want it in your pussy. Pulling you up I kiss your lips and finger you, then turn you around so we move to the steps, you get on your knees and I slip my cock in from behind. You feel me deep, so hard as I rock in and out, pounding your hot cunt. My hands hold tightly on your hips, my nails drag a little and I fuck harder. You're telling me to come now, rocking on your hands and knees, my cock shuddering inside. Then I grunt hard, gasping and pounding I come in you. My legs shake, my cock throbs, and I rock in and out spurting all my hot come in you. After a moment I pull out and slap your clit with the head. You gasp, and I keep going. You're hot and horny again wanting another orgasm so I start to fuck your clit with my cock head over and over. Just then we hear someone moving down the steps a flight above us. Shoes click clack click clack. Quickly you stand and straighten your skirt. I put my cock away and we hear voices. We move up slowly, to make it look like we're just waking up the stairs. A couple of women are moving down past us. One has a very open top on, her nipples hard as can be. She stops, smells the air and smiles. "You were fucking," she says. "I would have liked to watch." Her and her girlfriend stand there looking at us. You smile and without a word get down on your knees and pull my cock out again. I'm just watching as they look on and you suck me. The head gets bigger again, filling your mouth. "I want to see you fuck," the woman says. You lean back, jacking my hard cock fast with your hand and then you stand up and pull me toward the wall. you turn around and lift your skirt. Arching your back you pull my cock to your ass. "Oh god, yes!" the woman says and squats down to sit on the steps and watch. You put your hands on the wall now and push back onto my cock. The head slips inside your ass a little, then more as you fuck back onto me. "God that's hot," she says. I'm holding your shoulders now, holding on and fucking back into you. Our bodies rock in place as the two women watch us fucking. "Fuck," the one says. "Damn that looks good, give it to her deeper." Still you haven't said a word and my cock is all the way up your ass. Just then the woman reaches over and starts to finger you as I fuck. "God I love this," she says. "I'm so wet." Your face feels flush, almost swollen as my cock pounds in and out of your ass. It hurts some, but you're so turned on you can't believe it. Her fingers are spinning on your clit, round and round as my cock slows. I hold still, shuddering and pulling your shoulders down. "That's it," she says. "God, come in her." You clench your ass on me, very slowly grinding on my cock as she fingers your pussy. I'm moaning and trying to hold it, trying to let you feel it longer but her other hand moves to my balls, rubbing them as she rubs your clit. "Come, baby!" she says. Just then her friend starts to caress your tits. Long nails drag softly on your flesh as I shudder. You clench your ass over and over as you too start to come. You're shaking now. "God yes!" she says. "Oh god that is so hot." You're coming and coming as I slowly slip from your ass. She keeps fingering, her friend still feeling your tits as I kneel down and turn you to your back. I press my mouth to you, licking and sucking your pussy. "I'm going to fucking come," she says. Just then a man yells out, "fuck yeah!" You glance over and this tall Hispanic guy is peering at us from above. At first you think to move but the woman turns and wags a finger for him to come down. "Let me help you with that baby," she says pulling his cock out. I'm eating you, licking slowly as she starts to suck his full long cock. Her friend watches too, holding your tits as I lick your clit. "I'm next," she says. Just then, as we're all totally into it in the stairwell an alarm goes off and we all quickly stop. We're shocked at first wondering if some security camera got the whole thing and we're about to be whisked off to the pokey. We all tend to our clothes, lick our lips, dab come from cheeks and share a bit with our new unknown friends when a nun comes prancing down the steps. "They're after me," she yells and we all join her as she runs down the steps. "Who's after you?" we ask. "These porno film makers I used to work for," she says. "Before I found god." You and I exchange a knowing glance. We all rush out at the next doorway and my rental car pickup is right there in front of us. The gals from the stair way and the Hispanic guy take off in another direction with waves and thanks as you and I head for the rental counter with the Nun in tow. "Can I ride with you?" she asks. "You want to go to the church?" I ask. "Oh god no," she says with her face turning red. "The whole story came out today, I couldn't." We quickly move through the express counter and hop into my mid-size. You sit beside me and the nun climbs in the back. "Where do you want to go?" you ask as you lean over and run your hand along my cock. "Where ever you're going," she says. "I just need a drink." I smile and look into your eyes a moment. "We were going to get a room and fuck for a few hours." "Oh," she says. "Hours?" "The next couple days," you say. "Probably." "Dear lord," she says. "Newlyweds?" Your hand is unzipping my pants now, pulling out my cock. You stop talking and lean down to suck me as the nun looks on over the back seat. You figure she's seen it all before in her stint in the porn industry. "God that looks good," she says. "But I can't." You keep sucking, torturing her with it. Moaning and stroking my cock as we drive out of the parking area and onto the main concourse. I drive along, people are walking by crossing the street and a few look in and point at the nun watching you give me head. "What the fuck?" someone calls out. "Jesus," the nun whispers. "Help me." You look up at her with a shit eating grin. "I'll let you suck him if you give me your outfit." She's eyeballing my cock as you stroke the hard full head with your fingers. Her mouth opens in awe of seeing something she hasn't had in years. So swollen and ready to burst. "Okay, but not here." She says. We make it to the hotel, the whole while you're just slowly masturbating my cock and talking to the nun about fucking and sucking, anal sex, oral sex, gay sex and all kinds of sex. You're soaking wet and she's beside herself with expectation. The three of us are shaking and wide eyed at the counter and a young man comes out to help with our bags. The only thing is we totally forgot them and laugh. Not missing a beat the manager puts in a call to the airport to find the lost items and we wander off with the young man talking to the nun and into the elevator. "I want to fuck you right now," the nun says. The young man's draw drops. "You can only give him head," you say. "But I think you can fuck the bellboy." Without even a hint of hesitation the nun leans against the elevator wall and hitches up her habit. "Fuck me," she says. The bellboy is amazed and freezes, his lips move. "You shave?" I nod and you undo the young man's pants and pull out his cock. The nun is fingering herself in anticipation as you pump his cock and kneel to suck him hard. She's urging you on the whole time. Moments later the doors open and the nun is on the floor with her legs spread fucking the bellboy and you and I wander out to our room with her garments in hand. The bellboy says he'll get her a maid's outfit and send her our way later. "What a crazy day," I say as we enter our room. "No shit," you laugh. I pull you into my arms and kick the door shut. We're kissing deeply, my hands slip along your body and slowly pull at your clothing. You stop me suddenly. "Hang on," you say and rush off to the bathroom. As you're in there I strip and sit in one of the chairs beside the motel room table. I start pulling on my cock thinking of you, figuring you're taking a piss or something. Then you come out of the bathroom in the nun's outfit. I smile and sort of laugh as you come over and sit on the table with your legs spread. In a very somber voice, but with a naughty smile you say, "Eat me, my son..." There you are all hunched up with your knees in your hands, you're wearing the nun's outfit with your pussy wide open and my mouth pressed to you. I hear you laughing and moaning in some odd rhythm as I lick and suck your hot wet clit. My mouth is pressed to you hard now as I lean up and off my chair pressing my weight down on your mound with my lips, sucking your clit. Suddenly I feel your hands on my head yanking at my hair. Something intense is rippling through you and your h "Fuck!" I plunge in again and my whole body shudders it is so intense. "Oh god yes." Then I stop, pulling my swollen cock out I move around the table and put the huge bell shaped head to your lips, "suck it." You open your mouth wide and I slip it in, the head is burning hot. You taste yourself, rich and smell the pungent odor as you suck and I reach down to play with your pussy as you do. Fingering your depths as you swallow against the fullness of my head. I watch, seeing how you love making me tremble. You stop a moment and look up into my eyes, "I want you in my ass." "You sure?" I ask. "Yes, give it to me." Your face is bright and you start to turn. "No," I say. "Don't move." You start to wonder what I'm about to do, but I move slowly to the mini-bar and back. I have a small bottle of champagne I am just about to pour it all over your pussy and ass with my cock head pressed to your anus when the motel room door crashes open. "Don't move, you fucking NUN!" A big man steps into the room. "Hey, listen buddy." I say and almost without thinking slip my cock into your ass to hid it from the guy's stare. You gasp, but it sounds like a really good gasp so I shove in further. I feel your hand brush my wrist, a wanton needing pet as champagne spills down your pussy and over our coupling onto the table and down to the rug. "I knew you weren't fucking done," the big man says. "What is it? Five thousand a day?" "Look," I say. "The nun split with the bell boy man, this is my girlfriend." "Shut the fuck up, asshole." The big guy says and just then I really start to notice the three other guys. "Hey look, I..." I look around. "Maybe we should get dressed and..." "Fuck that, asshole." He yells then, "Bring the gear, man." "What?" You ask, my cock throbbing in your ass. "Hey Bitch," the big guy yells. "You owe us another fucking movie. It was in your god damn contract." "A movie?" You are strangely turned on by the whole thing. Four men watching as I'm hard in your ass, the idea of a film, you start to wet even more. He walks over to us as a nerd of a guy walks in with a huge video camera with this six inch wide lens on the front. He sets up a light right near us and moves the lense within a foot of your cunt. Just then the big guy grabs me by the balls. "Let's see, is this fucker worth filming or do I have to fuck this bitch," he yanks at my balls causing me to gasp. "Fuck yeah, you'll do." "Hey, fuck you," I say. "What's in it for me?" He laughs, "her tight ass jerk. You in or do I ball her?" I am torn between not wanting to give up a good fuck, not wanting to participate in taking you and not wanting him to do it if you're not up for the whole thing. I look down and ask you, "me or him?" You look up at the big guy, just to be sure you know what you're choosing he undoes his fly and pulls out this huge fucking cock. Bigger than you've ever had. You're dazed just looking at it. "Here, let's give her a feel." He says. I see the look of glee in your eyes and move back a moment as he slips his big cock to your cunt. "Oh my GOD!" You arch your back and try to pull away instinctively as that huge member pushes into your soaking wet pussy. The camera guy gets closer, you look over seeing he's filming and moan without any control. Your eyes open wide and close again as the big guy is fucking you deep and slow with his huge cock. Your eyes are almost rolling back and your cheeks flushed as the other guys are circled around watching, the film guy filming, me still hard and wet, big guy fucking you deeper slowly deeper and deeper. "But the contract is for Anal, you fucking nun," he says and your eyes pop wide open as he slips his huge cock out and presses the head to your ass. "NO!" You call out as he presses hard to your ass, it hurts intensely as he tries to get the huge cock into your butt. "Get the fuck off me, NO!" He stops then, and moves his cock back to your hot cunt slipping it in deep. "So you'll ass fuck him and no bullshit right?" You gasp as he pounds so deep in you, your mouth opens, "Oh god, YES!" He keeps fucking you. I move closer, holding your legs as he balls your hot cunt. I can see you're loving every second. The film guy is getting closer, a tight shot of your pussy being spread as his huge cock enters over and over. I move around the table and slip my cock to your mouth. "That's it," says one of the other guys. "Fuck this chick is hot," says another. "Damn, watch her take that fucking cock and blow that guy." You're totally full now, gasping around my cock as he balls you deep and then you feel his cock throb, it is so huge the pulse burns in drum beats up your body. He's breathing hard and rocking his whole huge cock in and out. Another of the guys comes over and helps hold your other leg as you suck my cock. "Give her more cock," the big guy says. You look up at him and over as the other guy opens his fly and one of the others moves close. The camera man is watching, filming and moves to get a wider view as you have a cock in both hands now and are jacking me as you suck the other guy. "That's it," the big guy says. "This is the shit here, hell yes. Suck that cock, baby. Nuns, fucking nuns can give head man." You're worried now, so much cock and you're horny, you've always wanted to gang bang but never thought you would. His cock pulls out then, just as you stop sucking the other guy and are about to turn to suck me the huge guy gushes come all over your tits and pussy. "Oh god!" He yells and jacks the base of his big cock. "Quick!" He waves me in without even waiting to finish his load. I move over and one of the other guys moves beside you. Another cock in your hand and you take it into your lips as I slip my cock into your soaked come covered pussy. "Her ass, man!" The big guy says, "the contract is for anal." I see you nod as you suck the strange guys' cock. Your eyes glance to mine with a nasty smile and I slip in. I see your eyes wink and hear you moan. I love that when I'm in you the sounds are different and I start to really carefully find the rhythm to fuck your ass as the other guys hold your legs wide and enjoy your hands an mouth. "That's it, give it to her deep," the big guy says and I do as my fingers massage your pussy. "That's it fuck yes finger that cunt, faster driver her fucking crazy." I see your eyes roll a bit but I do finger faster, making a quick pass with each finger tip over your clit as I ball your ass harder and deeper. You gasp as you twist your head from side to side seeking the other cock, "fuck my ass! God, fuck my ASS!" You scream. I'm pounding away as you start to tremble, your stomach is hard, your legs are shaking and you can't help but arch and pull harder on the cocks, sucking desperately. "God, oh god! I can't believe you're doing this." You moan and suck the other cock, taking it deep into your lips as I finger your clit faster with each finger tip and then the big guy comes close slipping two of his large fingers into your pussy. "Christ!" you yell out and start to shake as the big guy starts thumbing your clit as I fuck your ass and his fingers fill your pussy. A cock in each hand you gasp and suck one after the other as I undulate in and out of your ass and you're coming hard. Screaming. After a moment, your orgasm begins to ease and you feel the guy you've been sucking come in your mouth. You swallow without even thinking as my cock is pulling from your ass and the big guy is still fingering your hot pussy. Then he pulls his hand away and the camera man gets a good image of your dripping fluids and you turn your head to take the other guy's cock in your mouth as I lean down and start eating you. Your pussy lips are shoving against my mouth as your pussy twitches and you let go of the guy's cocks and reach to my head again. I feel you yank harder in my hair calling out that you're coming again right away. I'm a not at all surprised now, you've been having the sexiest day so far with all the sexual tension from our meeting and the strange people in the stair well, the nun, the bell boy, enjoying being the center of a porn movie with multiple men coming for you.. Airport Adventure It all feels good and after a moment you let go of my hair and I stand up. Without even thinking I slip my hard cock into your cunt. Your legs are still spread and kind of trembling. You gasp as I enter and plunge deep within. Then quickly you grab your knees and arch to take me. "Fuck me," you say. I love it when you get into the act and I grab your ass now. Fucking hard and deep. The table is rocking and starts to slam against the wall. The guys are looking on and the camera man is still filming. Your cheeks are flush and jiggling as I pound harder and harder. I'm not ready to come but I'm really enjoying the swelling feeling. I rock in and out all the way now looking down at your tight cunt, I talk to you in murmers. "What?" You ask. "God," I gasp and plunge in again. "God you're so fucking tight." "Really?" You know you are but you love to ask. "Okay," the big guy says. "That's a wrap." I'd almost forgotten they were there and look over as the guys all blow you kisses and make their way out of the motel room. "Want a shower?" I ask. You moan and close your eyes, "not yet." I'm slowly fucking you, just rocking as the table bashes the wall. My cock lunging in and out over and over. You're moaning and a quick whimper slips in as I drive home each time. Then I watch as you start to finger your pussy while I fuck you on the table. Your hand moves as your eyes remain closed. I realize you're thinking of everything and I smile. "Going to come again?" I ask. You open your eyes and smile, "no I can't." I smile wider. "Later then." You close your eyes again, feeling my cock slipping in and out and say, "oh god yes." Airport Anal Exam A few months had passed since the wild Christmas party, which had found me bound, beaten, ass-fucked, and humiliated in front of more people from my past. I was busy washing Mistress Chantz's convertible in a skimpy white string bikini and matching heels, with my hands bound behind my back, which was obviously quite a sight for the neighbors. By now I was used to this sort of thing, and went about my business, kneeling on the hood of the car to scrub the windshield with my tits. I had just finished rinsing the car off, completely drenching myself in the process, when I was summoned inside by Mistress Brittany. "You've been such a good slave lately, that I've decided to take you to a conference I'm attending in Florida," Mistress Brittany informed me. "I think a little time away will help me relax, and it will defiantly 'deepen' our bond, if you know what I mean," she chuckled. "Now go upstairs and clean up. I've already packed everything you need. We need to leave in an hour." With that I minced up the stairs, in the heels, with my hands still bound. I knew better than to ask for help. As I got to the shower, I managed to undo the string in the middle of my back, and I caught one of the strings around my neck in my teeth, and managed to undo that one as well. I hooked the thong with my thumbs and managed to somehow wiggle past my hips and onto the floor. I emerged from the shower ten minutes later, still bound and in my heels. Brittany was waiting for me in the bedroom, with my airplane attire in her hand. She undid the handcuffs, freeing my hands for the first time in hours. With that, I was handed a short, white spring dress, which was off the shoulder and had a plunging neckline that showed off some cleavage. It was very sexy, yet still respectable. As I put it on, I realized that it was cut to hold my tits up like a shelf, and the hemline fell only slightly below the curve of my ass. As usual, I was not given a bra, which meant my nipples would be on display. More alarmingly, I was not given any underwear or a locking butt plug or chastity belt; I was completely free under this dress. This became a problem when Mistress Brittany re entered the room, wearing the exact same outfit. "Well slave, I would say we could pass as twins, except for that!" she said, pointing to the tent in the front of my dress. "I guess someone will have to learn to control herself," she added, as she snapped a white collar around my neck. I looked in the mirror and saw that the collar looked like a necklace. The relief must have registered on my face, as Mistress laughed, "We don't want to attract TOO much attention to ourselves," she said. The ride to the airport was rather uneventful, and we soon found ourselves in a long line for security. As we approached the female security guard, Mistress brushed her hand against the front of my dress. She then, subtly reached down and caressed my little penis, bringing it instantly to attention. I was hoping it had escaped the eye of the guard, but it had not. "Excuse me ladies, can you step over here please?" Mistress and I were escorted behind a makeshift translucent screen. I was horrified to see the contents of our bags emptied on a card table. Mistress's bag had contained nothing out of the ordinary, just several outfits and some personal items. Mine, on the other hand, contained several of my fantasy outfits, as Mistress calls them, along with their matching slut shoes, and several whips, nipple clamps, gags, handcuffs, and of course strapons. "Why you horny little slut," Mistress Brittany chided me. "I had no idea." "Ladies, if I can call you both that," the guard said, as she looked at my crotch, "I am going to need our little slut here to submit to a full exam", she said, snapping on a rubber glove. "Actually, madam, if you don't mind, I believe that I can provide a much deeper, more comprehensive exam," Mistress interrupted, as she hiked up her dress and pulled on the largest strapon on the table, making sure to jerk it lewdly a few times as she glared at me. "I'm afraid her hole is so deep from all the fucking her mistresses give her, that you simply will not have a conclusive exam by just using your fingers." At this point, I looked down in embarrassment, as this guard was old enough to be my grandmother. "Well, this certainly is outside of regulation, but so is this whole situation, I'll allow it as long as I can take pictures," the guard said. With that, Mistress wasted no time in throwing me down on the table, scattering the rest of the toys on the floor, in full view of everyone. She leaned down and pulled the dress off my shoulders, baring my tits. She then lifted both my legs into the air with one hand, and sank her cock into my now receptive ass, as the guard leaned in for some close up shots. "I'm twelve inches in right now, but I'm still not convinced that she's not hiding something," Mistress stated nonchalantly to the guard. "I've heard she's taken eighteen before, so I'm going to have to do some more digging." All of a sudden, I heard a whirring noise and I felt strong vibrations in my ass, as Mistress began to violently ram me. "This should shake anything loose that might be up there," she laughed. I had never felt such pain and pleasure in my life and I began to scream, as I looked to the side and saw shadows on the other side of the screen. I'm sure between my flailing heels clacking together, and my now incessant shrieks of pleasure and pain, we had assembled quite an audience. It must have been quite a scene, seeing two shadows with long curly hair and big tits, one on her back with her legs in the air, the other in firm control, ramming a twelve inch vibrating strapon into her partner's ass. "I'm almost satisfied, but I need to do one more thing," Mistress said, as she momentarily withdrew from my ass. "Flip over, bitch," she snarled, "and do shut up, you're making quite a scene here." She then flipped her dress down over her strapon, as best she could, and stepped around the screen to retrieve the cock gag which had scattered with the rest of the toys. "I'm sorry about all the noise, ladies and gentlemen, we'll have that problem fixed in moment," she said as she twirled the cock gag on her finger, spun on her heel, and strode back toward my waiting ass. As I attempted to roll over into the doggy position, one of my heels caught on the screen knocking it over. "You stupid, clumsy, bitch, she growled into my ear, as she was securing the gag to my head, "looks like you have an audience now." "Ladies and gentlemen, I want to assure you, this is not the latest in airport security measures," she said loudly, over the humming of the vibrating strapon that she was in the process of burying and reburying in my ass. "This little bitch used to be a man, who cheated on his wife. Now he is paying for that," she continued, as she pulled my head by my blonde locks with one and slapped my ass with the other. "Look at her now, a womanizing man, is now my ass fucked little princess, isn't that right?" "Yes Mistress," I mumbled behind the cock gag. "Looks like it's time to board," Mistress said, as she removed her cock from my ass. "You all board first, we need some time to straighten up." The crowd of people made its way to the gate. I stood up gingerly and adjusted my dress. I also repacked both of our bags, as I knew my Mistress had already done enough work, giving me the punishment I deserved. "Wow, I really worked up a sweat here," Mistress said. "Hand me some water." The guard handed her a bottle of water, which she proceeded to pour on my white dress, hardening my nipples and yet again putting my fake DDs on display. I groaned behind my cock gag, as Mistress hooked her pinkie into my collar and led me onto the plane. To my further embarrassment, (as if that were possible) I realized that we had boarded from the back, and our seats were in first class, which meant that I was on display as we walked through the entire cabin. My face burned red, but Mistress acted as if she were just walking her dog. The wet dress clung to my ass like a second skin, and more than a few of the passengers in the aisle gave my inviting ass a good slap. We finally got into first class, and as I looked around, I noticed the entire section was made up of women. Closer inspection of the crowd revealed some familiar, but not too friendly faces. Mistresses Sky Blue and Summer Cummings were there, as was Mistress Evolin Pierce, Mistress Vanessa Blue, and Mistress Jenna Jameson. Also on board were new comers, Courtney Cummz and Codi Milo. There were several others that I did not recognize, but I figured I would know very personally by the end of the trip. As the Mistresses were exchanging pleasantries, there was a noise as someone else entered the first class area. Everyone turned around to see none other than Angelina Jolie. "Oh princess, I forgot to tell you that the convention is for Mistresses only, and that you are coming along as a prop, as I will be doing some teaching at the conference," Mistress Brittany informed me. "I'm teaching several classes, but I think your favorite will be my strapon class. You will of course be used by everyone in the class until I am satisfied that each has mastered the material. Each year we have a celebrity guest, and this year that is Ms. Jolie. Now kneel and worship her properly." I had subconsciously placed my hands together in front of my crotch, arching my ass out and my tits forward, mostly to hide my growing erection, but also because it had been beaten into me that is how a slut should stand. I quickly dropped to my knees, keeping my hands in my lap, and resting my ass on my heels, as I gazed longingly up at my new Mistress. "Wow, this is great!" Mistress Angelina exclaimed. "She'll do whatever I want?" "Blindfold her," she commanded, and it was done. "I have heard that all new Mistresses need to join the mile high club while on the trip, and who am I to break tradition?" she laughed. Well, I break traditions all the time, but not good ones like this." With that, I heard some rustling, and felt a leash being attached to my collar, and I was led back through the cabin I heard the bathroom door open, as Mistress Angelina ushered me inside and removed my blindfold and cock gag. As I was adjusting to the changes, I also realized that she was stark naked, save for a large, thick, black strapon secured around her waist. "Baby, I bet you've always wanted to fuck me," she said seductively. "It's ok, everyone does, men, women, whatever you are..." she trailed off. "Unfortunately for you all, I don't get fucked, I do the fucking," she said, as she grabbed me by the throat and sat me on the toilet. "That means that this will be rather uncomfortable for you, but very enjoyable for me." With that, she grabbed my legs and flipped me into a piledriver position dropping my head into the bowl and dangerously close to the blue liquid inside. Mistress Angelina then fed all twelve inches of her cock directly into my ass, as I screamed. The monster was thicker than anything I had taken up to this point. Her claws dug into my thighs, as she slammed the monster into me. I hooked my hands under my knees to keep my legs and head up as much as I could. "I heard you were a real size queen," she laughed, as she continued to ram me. "I wanted to challenge you, so I went with girth. I bet this baby is almost as big as my fist! Oh baby, don't thrash around so. If you don't calm down, your heels will hit that button, and then you will be a mess." With that, she withdrew her cock to the tip and plunged it back into me one last time, and I felt her reach her orgasm, as I came all over my tits. "Look at how well trained you are. You came after me. What a good slave. Oh I think we'll have a lot of fun this weekend," she said, as she flashed that award-winning smile. She grabbed my head and forced me to clean off her cock as she put on her t shirt. I adjusted my dress as best I could, and Mistress led me by the leash back through the cabin, her proud cock slapping her knees as she sashayed toward the front. I looked down, not wanting to see the faces of the other passengers. As we re entered first class, Mistress Angelina announced loudly, "Wow, what a wonderful piece of ass. What a total whore! I've known her five minutes and I've already fucked her! She wanted it in ass, no less!" The entire section burst into laughter, as I took seat at Mistress Angelina's feet, my leash still firmly in her hand. As the captain announced the beginning of the landing, I looked longingly up at my new Mistress and without even giving it a second thought, buried her cock in my mouth. I stroked the shaft with my tiny hands as I rested my ass on my heels. I alternated between deep throating and letting the cock push my cheeks out, giving the other Mistresses a good show, but careful to never use my teeth. Mistress looked surprised for a moment, then burst out laughing. "You really can't keep this slut away from cock, can you?" I knew I was getting close to giving her another orgasm, as her grip on my leash tightened. Right as the plane touched down, her hips bucked forward, burying the entire twelve inches in my throat and momentarily gagging me. We heard the stewardess's voice on the loudspeaker, and heard everyone rustle in their seats, as it was time to go. Mistress Angelina quickly recovered, and led me by the leash, one last time, past all the other passengers, her cum plastered all over my face. The other Mistresses followed, and I knew I was in for a long week at the conference. Airport Anticipation I'm waiting at the airport for you to arrive. As I stand near the windows watching the plane land and then taxi towards the terminal I think back to our last chat online. I was telling you how I was going to slowly and teasingly lick and suck on your hard cock. I was going to softly run my finger along the ridged length of you, then do the same with my tongue. I was going to tickle to eye of your throbbing monster, before run my tongue around the head and then taking it deep in to my mouth. Your fingers dived into my hair, trying to pull my mouth down the whole length of you. I can feel myself start to throb and become very wet. I turn around and go sit down on the hard plastic seats. I shift around a bit and grind my hot pussy onto the seat. My eyes drift shut a little as I continue to grind my hard clit, enjoying the sensations working their way through my body. I start trembling as I near my orgasm, biting my lip to stop myself from moaning out loud. I gasp as the PA system announces the arrival of your flight. I watch as people disembark from the plane. I spot you and a grin spreads across my flushed face. I stand up and grab my hand bag. I look back down at the seat and see it glistening with my pussy juices. I turn away from the seats and walk up to greet you at the gate. You see me and walk towards me. "Hello, I am so glad you are here". You smile down at me and then wrap your hands around my arms and pull me towards you and kiss me deeply. Your tongue diving in my mouth as I gasp. I raise my arms and wrap them around your neck, pressing myself against you. I touch your tongue with mine, moaning from the pleasure of our kiss. My breasts swell and my hard nipples press against your chest. I feel your right hand slide from my arm to my breast and you pinch my nipple, making me whimper into your mouth. As I press firmer against you I feel your hard cock against my belly. I slide my hands down to your chest and push against you to break us apart. "I think we better cool it until we are at the hotel or otherwise they are going to kick us out of the airport," I chuckle. I look around us and see a variety of looks from other passengers and their friend's and relatives. You lower your head to my ear and gently blow in it, then quietly tell me "I want to fuck you so bad, so hard." I tremble as your warm breath blows gently at my ear. Just before you move away from me you close your lips over my ear lobe, and gently nip at it, making me gasp. I take a step away from you and pick up my bag, which I had dropped when you started to kiss me. "Let's go collect your bags," I say huskily, clearing my throat. We walk to the bag carousel and I ask you how your trip was. You respond by telling me about all the things that you were thinking of us doing. I flush as I get wetter and hotter. We grab your gear and head out to the taxi rank and jump in the first available taxi. I tell the taxi driver where to go and we sit in the back seat. I place my hand on your chest, feeling the thud of your heart. I move my fingers towards the buttons on your shirt and open one of them, slipping my fingers in to touch your skin. You slide your hand up my leg, along my thigh and under my skirt. I gasp at your touch. I look in your eyes and see the gleam of mischief in them. A slow smile curves your lips as your hand travels further under my skirt. I shift slightly to allow you better access. Your gaze moves to the rear view mirror to see if the driver is taking any notice. You look back at me and see my eyes have closed. You tell me to open them and look at you, I oblige. I can feel your fingers so close to my hot throbbing cunt and you know I want you to touch me, but you hold back. Your other hand travels up to my breasts, pinching the already hard nipples. I bite my lip at the pleasure/pain that you invoked in me. I arch my back into your hand as you pinch my nipple again. Just as we near the hotel you slide your hand fully up and find my hot, soaking wet cunt. You run a finger over the smooth skin, then down along my lips, pressing in a bit. You lean towards me and whisper in my ear that you are happy that I have followed your orders and wore no bra or panties. I tremble as you press your finger deeper, then sliding it down further and thrusting it into me. I moan and press down on your hand, wriggling a bit. "Whoa up there baby, not yet, I don't want you to cum yet," you say. As the taxi stops at the hotel you pull your hand out from between my legs and I whimper. We get out of the taxi and head to reception to check in. We take the key and climb into the elevator to take us to our floor. The trip is over quickly and we find our room, enter and put your bags out of the way. I start to look around the room, checking everything out. You ask me what I'm doing. I turn around and apologise. "Get over here, you can explore the room later," you tell me. I walk over to you and run my hands up your belly, over your chest and shoulders to slide my fingers into the hair at your nape. I pull your head down towards mine. I run my tongue along your bottom lip, then take it between mine and suck on it gently. I let go of your lip to kiss you fully, running the tip of my tongue along the seam of your lips. I press against them and slip my tongue into your mouth. I touch your tongue tentatively, exploring. I slide my hands back down over your shoulders, down to your chest. I kiss along your jaw as I start to slowly, teasingly open the buttons on your shirt. I reach your ear with my lips and flick my tongue out and touch your lobe, wetting it slightly. I blow softly into your ear and feel a shudder course through you. Your shirt is all but undone. I gently rake my nails over your belly, swirling a finger around your navel then walking my fingers back up to touch your nipples. I kiss down your neck and along your right shoulder. I bite you gently, then lick it to soothe. I undo the last button on your shirt and push it down your arms so it pools on the floor behind you. I run my flat hands over your whole chest, my fingers exploring, teasing in their soft touch. I lick my lips and then bring my mouth to your left nipple, swirling my tongue around it, feeling it harden. I close my teeth on it gently, nipping it softly, then licking it again. I kiss my way across your chest and repeat the action. I feel your hands move to rest on my hips. I slide a hand down your belly, feeling your muscles jump under it. I run my fingers around the waist band of your jeans, dipping a finger beneath the waist band. I want to see more of you so I release the zip and button on your jeans. I could already see you straining against the tight denim, but I desperately want to feel the hot hard length of you in my hands. I push the denim down over your hips, taking your shorts with them. I drop to my knees to pull them off your feet. I look up and see your cock, gasping as I see it curved to your belly. I lift a hand to touch it, still amazed at the size of it. I raise myself up on my knees a bit and run my finger along the ridges of your cock. I lean forward to place a kiss on the tip, slipping my tongue out to touch it, taste you, tease you. I open my lips a bit and slip my mouth down over your knob, moving my tongue over it. I moan at the taste, the feel of your cock in my mouth. I take you a little deeper, loving every second of this. I reach up with my other hand and cup your balls. I take your cock deeper into my mouth, until I gag a bit. I hear your breathing hitch as my throat contracts on the tip of your cock. "Oh, yes, bitch, gag on my cock," you murmur. You move your hips a bit as I move my mouth on you, making slow thrusts into my mouth. I squeeze your balls, which had been sitting in my hand. I roll them around on my palm before moving my fingers towards your ass. Using my index finger I press against your asshole. I drop my hand down to between my legs and dip my fingers into my pussy, moaning around your shaft. I raise my hand to your ass again. This time as I push my finger against your asshole it slips in easily. I move my mouth up to your tip and swirl my tongue over it then tickle your cock's eye. As I slip my finger deeper into you I take your cock deep into my mouth again. I slide my mouth up and down your cock at a steady rate, mimicking the action with my finger in your ass. "Fuck yes, like that," you groan. You thrust your fingers into my long hair and dig your fingers into my scalp. You start to move my head with your hands, making the pace faster. "God damn, fuck yes don't stop. I'm going to fill your mouth with my cream." I press my finger against your back wall and you lose it, shooting your load into my mouth. The load is so big it starts to dribble out the corners of my mouth. You look down to see me licking my lips, catching the rest of your cum that escaped from my mouth. "Good, baby?" you ask. I get to my feet and stretch. "Wanna have a taste for yourself?" I ask you. I lean in and kiss you, thrusting my tongue into your mouth. Our tongues move together, moving from my mouth to yours. I moan and press myself against you. You break the kiss and turn me around so my back is to you. You move my hair aside and kiss my neck. I sigh and tilt my head to give you better access. Your hands move from my hips, one sliding up my belly to my breasts. You pinch my nipples through my top, making me whimper. "Please baby, I need to cum soon", I moan. You slide your other hand down towards my cunt. You growl in my ear, sending a shiver through my body. You move your hands to the hem of my top and pull it over my head, exposing my breasts. I moan as you cover my breasts with your hands, squeezing and kneading them. You turn me around to face you again. You kiss me deeply again before sliding your tongue down my neck to flick over my nipples. I gasp and thread my fingers into your hair, pulling you closer to my tits. I moan as you start to suck on my nipples. Sucking hard on one before kissing your way across to the other to give it some attention. You lower yourself to the floor, kissing my soft belly on your way down. Your fingers tickle me as they slide softly over my sides, the catch my skirt, dragging it down over my hips and down my legs as you rest on your knees. I look down to see you staring straight at my bald pussy. You slide your hands back up my legs, moving them to the backs of thighs. Grabbing my legs just below my arse, you tell me with your hands to shift and spread my legs a bit. As I do I step out of my skirt, kicking it across the floor. I feel your hands move to my arse cheeks and you start to knead them, pulling them apart and then squeezing them together. I whimper as you massage my cheeks. I continue to look down at your head, watching, wondering what your next move is. My fingers travel to my nipples and start to pinch and pull at them. You move your head ever so close to my dripping pussy. "Please," I plead to you. You finally shift close enough to run your tongue around the edge of my lips. I spear my fingers into your hair and try to drag your mouth closer to my hot honey pot. "Please, don't tease me, taste me now," I beg you. But you stop my pulling hands. You look up at me and I whimper at the fire in your eyes. You drop your eyes back to my pussy and dive your tongue straight in my pussy. You hit my clit with the tip of your tongue, the slide it down to my entrance and rim it. My legs start to buckle from the intense pleasure. You reach up to guide me to the floor. As I lay back on the carpet you continue with your explorations of my juicy pussy. My moans are filling the room, my head is tossing on the floor as I near orgasm. You can sense I'm almost ready to cum and you stop. You raise your head to look at me with lust filled eyes. You watch as I knead my breasts harder, pulling hard on my nipples. You lower your mouth toward my clit and give a couple of teasing flicks. You stop again and I groan in frustration. "Plea...," I break off and scream as you thrust 2 fingers deep into me and finger fuck me hard and fast while your lips close over my clit and suck hard. As you continue to suck my clit you hit my g-spot with your fingers and rub it furiously. I buck up on your face and start to squirt all over your face. You remove your fingers and shift your mouth to try and catch as much as my cum as you can. Afterwards I lay on the floor, still shuddering as my orgasm subsidies. You go to the bathroom and grab a towel to mop up the juices the dripped off your face. After laying on the floor for about 10 minutes I finally manage to sit up and with your help, get up on the bed. We lay side by side on the bed and you ask me how I'm going, if I'm ok. I look at you and tell you I'm great. I look down and see your cock is hard. I shift suddenly and straddle your hips. I lean forward, my breasts and hair hanging down in your face. "You ready to feel your hot, hard, throbbing cock in my sweet pussy?" You answer by grabbing my hips and shifting me until you feel your tip at my entrance. You tell me to look into your eyes and I do. As I look into your eyes you thrust deep into me. I arch my back, taking you deeper. "Oh my god, you feel good in me," I murmur as I wriggle on you, feeling how deep you are. I slowly lift myself, then slide back down. Taking long, slow strokes, tormenting you. I reach behind me and cup your balls and jiggle them. I decide to experiment while sitting on you. I grind my hips hard down on yours, then rotate my hips. I gasp as my swollen clit rubs against your pubic bone. I decide that since I liked that I would continue to do it. You watch my face, seeing the pleasure ripple across my features. You start to buck a little under me, becoming restless with my slow pace. You roll over, taking me with you. You start to thrust hard into me. I moan with each hard thrust you deal me, but you know I'm not complaining. I shift my legs, raising them high on your hips and wrap them around you. I grab the bed head to steady myself as you increase your hard pounding. "Yes, baby, pound me like that," I tell you. I feel myself getting closer and closer to coming again, so I thrust my hips hard into yours. Short screams of ecstasy escaping my throat. You shift and grab my hips, slamming impossibly harder into. I cant stand it anymore, "YES!! YES!! Fuck me, I'm coming!!," I scream. I buck under you, my body wracked with shudder of pure pleasure. I feel you tensing as your orgasm hits. You cry out hoarsely as you start to shoot your hot cum into my pussy. You pull out as you continue to cum and spray the rest of it onto my belly and pussy. Airport Arrival As I exit the jet way I see you in your new denim mini skirt and your new top. My gaze lowers to your pretty feet with their crimson toenails and glittery gold toe rings. The strappy white high-heeled sandals you are wearing add at least three inches to your height. I follow your bare curvaceous legs upwards until they disappear under your skirt. As my eyes continue upward I see that you are wearing your emerald green silk camisole with a sheer white cover up blouse. I notice there are no bra straps evident, so I assume that your breasts are bare under your top. I continue my view upward and catch the glint of your painted fingernails as you push back your long strawberry blonde hair from your pretty face. The face I have come to love more each day. As I near you, you reach to put your arms around my neck. You skirt rides up and I am treated to the sight of even more of your sexy legs. As I pull you close, I feel your breasts against my chest and I know that I was right in my assumption, they are bare beneath your top. I reach around your back and as I stroke your back my hands wander down to feel the outline of your panties. As we kiss we start out very gently, but before long we are probing each other's mouths with our tongues. The harder I breathe the more I inhale your perfume. Can you feel me stiffen against you? Do you realize what effect you have on me? Are your juices leaking into your panties? It's time to end our embrace before we get too out of hand. As we walk along hand in hand, we sneak a kiss every so often. Suddenly I can't take it anymore, I pull you into a small alcove. Hugging you close again I give you a probing kiss. In the midst of our kiss, I slip my hand between our bodies, and reach under your top. As I move my hand upward, I touch your nipple. It stiffens immediately and you catch your breath. I then slide my hand down the front of your skirt until it reaches the hem. I hook the hem with my fingers and start to lift it. You immediately try to stop me, but I won't let you. As I raise the hem, my fingers move forward to feel for your panties. As my fingertips touch them, I feel the silkiness. I slide my fingers along your panties toward the center. The dampness seeping through your panties soaks my fingertips. It seems that you have missed me as much as I have missed you. You excuse yourself to go to the ladies room. As you approach the door, you look around to see if the coast is clear, then you pretend to drop something and bend over at the waist to retrieve it. Your skirt rides up and I see that you are wearing your new white silk panties with the lace ruffles on the back. After a few minutes you come out, take my hand and place something soft in it. I immediately recognize that it's your panties. I raise them to my nose and inhale your scent. There is nothing more intoxicating then the mixture of your White Shoulders perfume and your natural scent. As we continue on our way, all I can think about is that you are bare underneath your skirt. As we approach the truck, I look around and check to see that no one is near. I open the door for you and as you are attempting to get in, I slide my hand up the inside of your thighs until I feel your wetness. I pull you close for another kiss. At the same time I let my fingers slide inside you. Your juices are already flowing so they enter easily. You are concerned that someone will see yet you are turned on at the same time. I slide my fingers back and forth over your nub until you let loose all over my fingers. I lift my fingers to my mouth to lick your juices from them. It is your version of honey and I can never get enough. After you recover, I pull you close for a hug. You can feel my steely hardness pressed against you. You reach down and unzip my pants. You then reach in and pull it out. I turn you around and hug you tight. You lift the back of your skirt and you feel my hardness against your bare behind. As I slide between your cheeks, I reach up under your top to play with your breasts. Your nipples harden under my touch as I start thrusting against you. I slide into you and feel your slippery walls engulf me. Unfortunately it has been a while since we were last together, so it doesn't take very long for me to go off. As I squirt my seed inside you, you realize that once again, you have gotten the best that your husband has to offer. As I recover, I have you sit on the edge of your seat. I take your panties from my pocket and slide them up your sexy legs, pausing to kiss your toes, ankles, and knees. I then have you stand and help me pull your panties into place. As you slide into your seat, I give you one last long lingering kiss before we leave. As we drive away, we reach to hold hands again as we smile at each other. During the drive, you feel our juices flowing out of you into your panties and wonder what's next. So do I. Airport Arrival, With a Twist Note: This story takes my Airport Arrival story and adds a twist. This story was written and published by me on another site under the name of "Kristy Kay". I hope you enjoy this version. I remember seeing your new skirt on the bed the day before I left and all I could think of was seeing you in it. I am totally in love with you and I have a desire for you that never ceases. I know that you have times when you don't believe me when I say that you are beautiful, but I ALWAYS mean it. You are the ONLY woman I desire and that desire never goes away. I love every inch of your body and love to see it with or without clothes. As I walk up the exit ramp from the airplane I see you in your new short denim skirt, with your red and white plaid camisole top. You are wearing your high-heeled white sandals. I see you walking toward me in this outfit and notice right away that your legs are bare. I see your pretty feet with their painted toenails and your glittery toe rings. I follow your curvaceous legs upwards until they disappear under your skirt. The lack of obvious bra straps, leads me to believe that your breasts are bare under your top. I continue my view upward and catch the glint of your ruby red fingernails as you push back the long auburn hair from your pretty face. The face I have come to love more each day. As I near you, you reach to put your arms around my neck. You skirt rides up and I am treated to the sight of even more of your sexy legs. As I pull you close, I feel your breasts against my chest and I know that I was right in my assumption, they are bare beneath your top. I reach around your back and as I stroke your back my hands wander down to feel the outline of your panties. As we kiss we start out very gently, but before long we are probing each other's mouths with our tongues. The harder I breathe the more I inhale your perfume. It's time to end our embrace. We have drawn the attention of several of the people surrounding us. Even in the big cities, two women embracing as more then "friends" still draws attention. We better move along before they have a chance to start throwing barbs and spoiling our mood. At 5'10" in my flat sandals, even with the help of your 3" heels, you are still a couple of inches shorter then I am. I knew I was flying home to you today, so I made sure to dress for the occasion. My black pleated skirt extends to just above my knees. My white blouse with the square neck tops off the outfit. My white lacy push bra, helps show off my medium size breasts. The gold snake necklace hanging down between my breasts insures that no one misses them. While on the plane home today, I slipped off my sandals and applied my favorite shade of polish to my toenails. The dark red color of "Vixen" also covers my fingernails. The gentleman sitting next to me on the plane pretended to ignore me, but every chance he got he "stole" a glance at my bare legs and feet. As we walk along hand in hand, we sneak a kiss every so often. Suddenly I can't take it anymore, I pull you close again and give you a probing kiss. In the midst of our kiss, I slip my hand between our bodies, and reach under your top. As I move my hand upward, I touch your nipple. It stiffens immediately and you catch your breath. I then slide my hand downward. It slides down the front of your skirt until it reaches the hem. I hook the hem with my fingers and start to lift it. You immediately try to stop me, but I won't let you. As I raise the hem, my fingers move forward to feel for your panties. As my fingertips touch them, I feel the silkiness. I slide my fingers along your panties toward the center. As they move downward, the dampness seeping through your panties becomes apparent. It seems that you have missed me as much as I have missed you. You excuse yourself to go to the ladies room. As you approach the door you pretend to drop something and bend over at the waist to retrieve it. Your skirt rides up and I see that you are wearing the red lace thong panties that I bought for you. After a few minutes, you come out and take my hand. You place something soft in it and when I look I recognize that it's your panties. I raise them to my nose and inhale your scent. There is nothing more intoxicating then the mixture of your White Shoulders perfume and your natural scent. As we continue on our way, all I can think about is that you are bare underneath your skirt. As we approach the truck, I look around and check to see that no one is near. I open the door for you and as you are attempting to get in, I slide my hand up the inside of your thighs until I feel your wetness. I pull you close for another kiss. At the same time I let my fingers slide inside you. Your juices are already flowing so they enter easily. You are concerned that someone will see yet you are turned on at the same time. I slide my fingers back and forth over your nub until you let loose all over my fingers. I lift my fingers to my mouth to lick your juices from them. It is your version of honey and I can never get enough. After you recover, I pull you close for a hug. Your hand slides down the front of my skirt. I feel your fingernails scrape my bare legs just below my skirt. As your fingers slide up under my skirt, you pull me close and cover my mouth with yours. Your tongue enters my mouth and wages a battle with my own. Your hand caresses me under my skirt, but continues to ignore the spot where I need it most. Your other hand joins the first on the waistband of my panties. As you continue to fill my mouth with your tongue, I feel my panties race down my legs and pool around my feet on the ground. Your hand moves closer and closer to my center. Just as I feel that I can't wait any longer, your hand surrounds me. My member is rock hard and dripping into your hand. It's a good thing that no one else is around. They would be surprised enough to see two girls playing with each other like this, but if they found out that one of them was not really a girl, I'm sure we would be in trouble. You turn away from me and lift the back of your skirt then reach to raise the hem of the front of mine. Now that my panties are no longer restraining me, you can feel my hardness against your bare behind. As I slide between your cheeks, I reach up under your top to play with your nipples. They harden under my touch as I start thrusting against you. I slide into you and feel your slippery walls engulf me. Unfortunately it has been a week since we were last together, so it doesn't take very long for me to go off. As I squirt my seed inside you, you realize that once again, you have gotten the best that your girlfriend/husband has to offer. As I recover, I have you sit on the edge of your seat. I take your panties from my pocket and slide them up your sexy legs, pausing to kiss your toes, ankles, and knees. I then have you stand and help me pull your panties into place. As you slide into your seat, I give you one last long lingering kiss before I reach down to pull up my panties. You reach out and stop me, telling me to leave them behind. Whoever picks them up, would be shocked to know that the stain in the crotch came directly from a penis and had not dripped from a woman. As we drive away, we reach to hold hands again as we smile at each other. As your hand starts to slide up under my skirt again, you feel our juices flowing out of you and into your panties. A subtle reminder that the fun has just begun...