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Flying The Friendly Skies

By: amethyst wind



Walking onto the airplane I follow you holding your hand tightly and staying as close as possible so as not to get trampled by everyone moving around and trying to find there seat. Showing my ticket to the stewardess with a smile I feel you watch me as she nods for me to follow you to First Class, then with a cheery "Enjoy your trip to Hawaii" her attention is diverted to the next passenger. 

Looking around the plane I realize that for all the people milling around it still quite empty. Stumbling into Your back as you stop, I giggle when you spin around and hold me close balancing me and taking the opportunity to feel my body next to yours. Looking in Your eyes I see the passion that I know is reflected in my own. Moving apart as people try to pass us by you chuckle and pull me into our seats with you and onto your lap for a moment while the few passengers go by. Helping me over to my window seat You grab our bags and place them above us leaving with me the fanny pack that You put together and had told me not to peek in or let out of my site. 

Sitting back down You lean over and cup my face in Your palm bringing me close as Your lips meet mine in a kiss, I feel a flush start at my toes and work its way up as Your nearness makes my body clench and my heart race. The touch of your lips makes me melt leaning closer to You as I start to purr and slide a hand up and down your own. 

Pulling away and smiling at me you watch me struggle with the need for you that you can cause with a glance or a word and touch. Smiling and shaking my head as if coming out of a trance I sit back and look around laughing quietly as I realize the power you have over my thoughts and dreams. 

Finally the Captain comes over the speakers and tells us to buckle up and get ready to take off. Reaching over and grabbing your hand I hold it close to me as the plane lifts and I look out the window giggling happily as my tummy flutters and the ground drops away under us. You laugh at my childishness from such a normal thing and caress my hand with your fingers. Leaning over You tell me I can peek in the bag when the Captain turns off the seatbelts sign but ask no questions about the contents of it. 

Smiling I nervously grab the bag as the sign goes off and you unbuckle moving closer to keep others from seeing. I turn my back to you feeling your chin on my shoulder watching quietly as I unzip it oh so slowly to prolong the anticipation I feel. Gasping as it opens I get a glimpse of what's inside then glance up and around my face flushing pink from a blush and embarrassment. Seeing no one else paying attention to us I start pulling out the few items You placed in there, setting them in my lap, first a small vibe then a short length of thin rope, a silk scarf, and lastly a small tube of lube. 

Shoving it all back in and zipping it quickly I turn to You and stare quite stunned, my breasts rising and falling as I try to find the words that don't want to come out. You look down at my chest watching it admiringly and absently noting that I had done as requested and placed on the tight t-shirt with no bra and the mid-length skirt. 

Sliding Your hand up my thigh and underneath my skirt You glance around for a moment while Your hand parts my legs a bit more and reaches the top of my thigh lightly dancing over the small patch of hair I shaved the night before into a heart for You. Your fingers drift a bit lower skimming over my skin noting the wetness and that I was pantyless. Pulling your hand back out making me whimper softly, then watching your finger move up to caress my lips leaving my taste behind to lick and savor.

Not asking as per your request I lean back in my chair and let my thoughts fly wondering where we will use this and why the secrecy. The lights lower and I realize that its getting dark and that we have been on the plane longer then it seemed. I look over and you’re buried in a book reading quietly and leaving me to my thoughts knowing they were probably far worse then any words you could say to me. 

Reaching my hand out I grab yours and smile again as you put the book down and ask me if I need something. Asking for a pillow and blanket you stand and retrieve both from up above then signal a stewardess and ask for a glass of wine for me, 

Accepting the pillow from You I lean my seat back and place it behind my head glad that we got the last seats in first class so that we were in the corner and isolated to a point, You shake the blanket out and lay it over me smiling as You do so making me feel treasured. Taking the glass from the lady, you hand it to me as I give you a quizzical look since you know wine goes strait to my head. Chuckling you urge me to drink up and relax then turn back to your book.

My gaze moves to outside the window watching the stars and clouds move around us and sipping the wine, getting sleepy I down the rest of it and place it on your tray. Giggling quietly as I lean over and kiss you feeling a bit of a rush, with a smile you push me back and cover me up as my eyes shut and I fall asleep. 

Feeling a hand on my shoulder and waking up I see you smiling and feel you slip your hand in mine as your finger moves over my mouth silencing me with a touch. I stand a bit unsteadily and notice that everyone else is asleep and it’s quiet in the plane or as quiet as it can be with the engines growling. You grab my fanny bag and pull me behind you supporting me as I follow curious and weaving. You get to the private bathrooms for 1st class and open one pushing me in and following me. I look around and realize these are a bit bigger then the bathrooms for coach and that we both fit snugly but not to bad.

Finally You pull me into Your arms pressing Your lips tightly to mine and groaning as Your hands run through my hair grabbing my head and holding it as Your lips move over my face and around it down to my neck nibbling and licking Your way around. I feel your teeth scrape my skin as you bite me and hear a moan escape my lips as my body reacts and I get a glimmer of what has been in your mind all along. Wrapping my arms around your waist and purring I kiss you and smile whispering into your ear how much I love you and want you.

Dropping the fanny pack on the sink area and sliding your hands down my waist they move up under my skirt lifting it up to my waist, you turn for a moment and lock the door. Turning back you smile at me and lean in running your fingertips over the small heart that I shaved for You then You trace it with one finger teasing me making me shift my hips grabbing Your hand and trying to push it farther down. 

Laughing you look at me and tell me to grab the rope out of the pack. Doing as You requested I get an idea of what is coming next and place my hands behind my back hearing You chuckle. Feeling you wrap the rope around a few times then you tie it off.

Going back to teasing me you lean over a bit and let your fingers glide back down between my legs then slide between the folds of my sex moving around but never sliding to far from my clit. Whimpering I glance down trying to watch you unable to make you do anything then what you desire. Sliding your fingers down my inner thigh then up my leg you push one finger first then another into me. Taking your time you push them in and out moving slow then fast making me lean my head back and moan. 

Standing up strait again you pull your fingers out and turn me around kicking my feet apart. Your hands slide over my shoulders then back down my back and around to my breasts tugging up the shirt and feeling them, pulling at my nipples and patting each telling me there all yours and that you own them and me. Whispering softly I say “Yes Master I am all yours and you own all of me.” 

Leaning in you kiss my neck then reach into the pack again grabbing the scarf and place it in my mouth knotting it behind my head. Reaching up You pull a stray lock of hair from my ear then lick and nibble the lobe whispering that you “Did that so my noise did not bring attention to us in here.”

Moving Your hands back around my body slapping at my breasts making me purr behind the gag then moving Your hands lower over my body lightly tickle my tummy making me writhe and wiggle against You, letting me feel Your arousal through Your pants nudging against my ass. Groaning as I do so Your hands move between my legs caressing and touching my wetness, Your fingers rub my clit making me gasp and thrust forward a bit. Using two fingers you slide around it then over again loving how my body reacts to your touch. Your hands speed up as does my breath, my whimpers becoming louder behind the gag as you slide your other hand lower and push two fingers into me moving them in and out in time with the attention to my clit. 

Biting on my neck and telling me to “Cum little one”, I groan loudly to my own ears and start shaking as my orgasm hits making my knees weak as I feel my juices flow over your hands and down my legs. Pulling out Your fingers they move to my lips letting the wetness moisten them teasing me since I can't suck on them through the gag, 

Jumping I feel a hand caress my ass and slide between my cheeks, my juices making your fingers slippery. You start to rub my small hole making me moan and spread my legs as wide as I can in that cramped area. You chuckle and pull away as I do so then I hear the sound of your pants unzipping and falling to the floor. Looking over my back I see you standing there hard and wanting me. 

You turn and get the last of the items out and suddenly I understand and try to smile at you. Opening the lube you place some on your fingertips and ease it back down to my ass sliding over and around my hole. You start to push your finger in feeling me clench to it my tightness making it hard to do even that. Pulling out and pushing in again your finger slides in all the way and you hold it there letting me get adjusted. 

Wiggling my butt back against your fingers letting you know I want more. You laugh quietly and do as I want putting a bit more lube on Your fingers and sliding another in as I groan quietly and shove back against them pushing them in all the way in one long stroke shivering as I do so.

Your leave your fingers there for a few moments then begin moving them again keeping me whimpering and pushing back against You grinding my hips at You as I start to moan more, suddenly You pull out fully and I turn to look, upset because I was enjoying that so much. Seeing you holding up the small vibe I grin and feel you move it in around my clit, my body jumping as you do so. Pushing it a bit lower you slide it into my pussy pushing it in smoothly, then turn it on letting the vibrations move through my body and make my knees weak. Using one of Your hands to start moving it in and out You pick up speed and slide a finger back pushing it again into my ass.

I feel your hands move away from me and suddenly my arms are free, moving them around front of my body and stretching them You lean down and nibble on my neck telling me to brace myself then before I can do anything You shove Your cock into my ass hard, and in one long deep thrust reaching around me and holding my breasts. Working yourself back out then thrusting in again you can feel the vibrations from the toy and my body wiggling under you.

Crying out through the gag and bracing myself after you thrust in I feel you fill me finally and my body reacts to it all. Shutting my eyes tightly as you start to move feeing your hands slide up my body reaching my breasts to tug on them and slap them lightly. You push the vibe deeply into me with your other hand making me stand to my tiptoes and groan from the sensations as I feel another orgasm build. 

Clenching around you as your movements speed up and I hear your ragged breath in my ear telling me that I may “Cum only when you allow it” then I feel your kisses upon my neck and back. I start thrusting my body back against you showing my need for release as you groan out a "Now" and I feel you’re body stiffen as Your cum starts filling my body. Closing my eyes I clench around you leaning my head down and shaking under your body from the intensity of my orgasm and keeping myself upright by sheer will.

Catching your breath for a moment you ease yourself out of my ass then turn me around. Unknotting the gag carefully and pulling it away you pull my head to yours our lips touching in a soft kiss. Pulling back from the kiss you then begin to lick my lips helping me wet them. Kissing me a few more times We hug and I hear your words of “how good I was” and “how wonderful our time was” in my ear making me shiver and thank You as well. 

Standing back and pulling your pants up you help me get myself rearranged then pull the vibe out. You grin seeing the look of relief on my face then turn to the pack placing it in there and to my astonished eyes start unzipping a compartment I had not noticed. Slowly you pull out a dildo and a pair of panties I had never seen before. Scooting down as best You can in such a small area You help me lift a foot placing it in a leg of the panties then as I reach down to hold your shoulder You lift the other and begin sliding them up my long legs.

Wiggling as you do so I watch as you reach up pushing the toy into me, my recent orgasm making it slide in without trouble. I get a look on my face of worry, knowing that you plan on leaving it in me the whole ride keeping me on edge for the rest of the time. Finally you slide the panties around my waist; I feel how tight they are and know there will be no way to get relief. Turning back to the pack you place all the toys back in the bag and hand it to me as you open then door taking my hand pulling me out with you and back to our seats. 

Adjusting my pillow for me and covering me up with the blanket again You curl in as close as the seats will allow and run Your fingers through my hair cuddling as well as one can in an airplane. Just as I begin to fall asleep I jump feeling vibrations deep inside of me and realize with horror that it was a remote control vibe.

Flying the Friendly Skies



Some years ago, I had to travel to Europe on a business trip. Unfortunately, because the trip came suddenly, I had to make do with whatever seat assignment I could get, since the flights to Europe at that time of the year are very full. I was lucky to be able to get a seat in the last row of the plane. As it turned out, it wasn't so bad, because I got the aisle seat and it was actually slightly behind the rows in the middle section of the plane.

When I got to my seat, I found that it was a two-seater, while all the other seats along the sides were 3-seaters. A very pretty young woman was sitting in the window seat on my left. It was a bit chilly in the cabin, and so she had this blanket covering her. She smiled at me, and watched me as I put my stuff away and sat down. 

After I had settled down, I turned to her and offered my hand. "Hi, I am Russell Taylor. Are you going to Frankfurt also?"

The young woman shook my hand, nodded, and said, "Hello. My name is Katrina. Katrina Schiller. Are you going for business?"

I nodded and asked her the purpose of her trip.

"Oh, I am returning home. I was visiting my relatives in Los Angeles. Your country is so big. It is very nice."

"Yes," I said, "but big is not always better. I personally like things small, because there is a more community feeling in the people. People are more friendly with each other. In big cities, no body cares about anyone else."

"Well, that could be, but I did not find it so here. People were very friendly with me."

"That's because you are a beautiful young lady"

She blushed, and smiled. "Thank you."

After we were in the air, and the seat belt sign was turned off, Katrina excused herself to go to the bathroom. 

"Please don't get up. I can slide out." She removed the blanket and got up. I couldn't believe how sexy she looked. She had a tight cream-colored turtleneck sweater and a grey woolen skirt. As she slid across my face, I had a good view of her shapely buns and the narrow waist. I smiled to myself. This was going to be a very nice flight indeed.

Soon she was back and again she slid across toward her seat, except this time she was facing me. There was a slight turbulence just at that moment, and she stumbled forward as she slid across. Her breasts brushed across my face, as she tried to recover her balance. After she had settled down, she turned to me and apologized for her clumsiness. 

I told her not to worry about it. That kind of broke the ice, and we had a nice and friendly conversation until dinner was served. I found out to my delight that she was single, and a student. She was 22, and lived with a girlfriend in an apartment in Frankfurt. She wrote her address and phone number and gave it to me.

"Please call me. My school does not start until one more week. So I am free. I would be glad to show you around."

After dinner, Katrina excused herself again. I got up, and decided to take a walk down one aisle and up the other, to stretch my legs. When I got back, Katrina was back in her seat, her hair combed into a bun, and looked as if she had freshened up. She found her blanket and pillow, and settled down to sleep. I wasn't sleepy at all, too excited to be sitting close to this gorgeous woman. She pushed her seat back in the reclining position, and closed her eyes. Soon she was fast asleep. After a while, her head rolled to one side, and came to rest on my shoulder. A few loose strands of hair from her head tickled my cheek. I turned to brush the hair away. My fingers touched her cheek. She made a faint sound, and snuggled closer, resting her head squarely on my shoulder. 

I pushed the arm rest between our seats back out of the way so that she could be more comfortable. I slipped my left hand behind her, so that I could support her head without getting cramped. Katrina opened her eyes, and smiled.

"Thank you. I hope you don't mind. This is very comfortable." She adjusted her blanket and closed her eyes again. The cabin lights suddenly became dim. They were about to start the movie. I looked around. Most of the people were getting ready to sleep, or watch the movie. Our seat was slightly behind all other seats, and so Katrina and I were somewhat isolated from anyone's casual glance.

After a few minutes, I shifted slightly, and turned to face her. I was feeling sleepy also. I pulled the edge of her blanket and partially covered myself. Katrina moved closer. I could feel the pressure of her breasts against my chest. I put my right arm around her waist, and closed my eyes. I couldn't sleep because I was extremely aware of her breasts pressing against me, and her sweet fragrance was driving me crazy. So I just held her close, enjoying the warmth of her body. 

After a while, she turned and shifted around. Now her back was towards me. She snuggled closer, pressing her bottom against me. In that position, her left breast came to rest squarely in the palm of my left hand which was still behind her. She seemed to be asleep. I let my fingers encircle the curvature of her firm breast, and cupped it. Gently I squeezed the flesh, enjoying the thrill of caressing this beautiful woman.

Katrina moaned softly and wiggled her body against me. I could feel her hips pressing against my thigh. I turned towards her, pulling the blanket to cover us completely. With my right hand, I encircled her waist, and pulled her back against me. She wiggled her hips, pressing herself against my unmistakable hardness. 

I was aroused. I could feel the pressure of my hardening cock against the confinement of my pants. With my right hand, I tried to loosen up my pants so that my cock would be more free to move. Then I adjusted myself in the seat and cuddled up to her. My cock was now pressing gently against her butt, just enough to make contact without disturbing her.

Katrina shifted a little and reached down to adjust her skirt. Her fingers brushed my hardness. She paused, and slowly began exploring the object her fingers had encountered. She quickly turned to look at me, and said, "You are excited."

Caught by surprise, I fumbled to pull my hand off her breasts as she sat up, pulling her blanket over herself.

"I am sorry. I couldn't resist."

Katrina looked at me for a moment. Her hand was still on my hardness. She pressed it gently, and said, "It's all right. It felt good."

"You are not offended?"

"No. I am flattered that you find me attractive."

"I am terribly attracted to you."

"I need to go to the bathroom. I should not have taken that coffee after dinner. It always makes me go to the bathroom all the time. Excuse me."

She took her purse and slid across without getting up, pressing her butt against my hardness. She smiled at me and said, "I will be back."

I was beginning to feel a slight ache because of the awkward angle of my cock in the confinement of the underwear. I pushed my hand inside the pants, and adjusted the position of my cock so that it would be free to move more easily. Just then, Katrina returned. She gave me a sweet smile, and said, "Now I feel better."

We pulled the blanket over us, and she snuggled closer, facing me. I put my arm around her waist, and pulled her towards me. She came willingly, and I kissed her on the lips. She opened her mouth, and I pushed my tongue in, tasting her sweetness. It was electrifying. My body responded instantaneously to her. Instinctively, I reached for her breast, and found to me great surprise that she had removed her bra. Her warm flesh came alive in my hands, and I could feel it tingle under my touch even through the thin fabric of her turtleneck.

"Surprised?," Katrina asked, breaking the kiss.

"Yes. Thank you. I appreciate your trusting me like this."

"I am also attracted to you. You are a handsome man. The cabin is dark. No one can see us. So why not take advantage of it?"

"I agree," I said, pulling her back in my arms and kissing her hard. She pressed herself against me, and taking my hand in hers, guided it under her dress. My fingers touched the soft skin of her belly as they traced their way up towards her twin globes. She moaned and pressed her lips harder against mine as soon as my fingers cupped her succulent flesh and squeezed it. Her nipples stood out hard against my palm as I caressed her, exciting her with every move. Katrina kissed me hard, pushing her tongue all the way in my mouth.

My cock was throbbing hard. I took her hand and placed it on it. Katrina broke the kiss, and whispered, "My God. You are so hard already."

She pulled the zipper down and pulled the cock out. It was throbbing and it was hot. She squeezed it hard, and said, "It is so big. It feels very good."

Katrina fondled my cock, caressing it gently and pumping its length slowly. I was in heaven. Her fingers were driving me out of my mind. I squeezed her breasts and played with her nipples, kissing her hard on the mouth. She took my hand and pushed it down to her leg. I caressed her thigh, pulling her closer to me. She guided my hand under her skirt, and opened her legs. I reached up between her legs, and found my mark. My fingers brushed over her mound, covered with silken soft hair. She had also removed her panty. She lifted one leg up, giving me more room. My fingers touched her love lips. She was already wet. 

She moaned as I began exploring her wetness. My fingers sought and found her clitoris. Katrina moaned again, and whispered softly, "Please don't stop. It feels very good." She began squeezing my cock, pumping it slowly. We were already panting, eager for a release. I inserted my finger inside her passage, and started finger-fucking her. She bucked against my hand, and pumped my cock. It was so hard and throbbing so much that I thought we would wake up the whole cabin with our wild movements. I told her to slow down.

Katrina nodded, and said, "I am sorry. You have excited me so much. But I have an idea." 

She turned her back to me, and said, "Let's sleep like this. You turn to me and hold me tightly."

I wasn't sure what she had in mind, but I found out very quickly. Katrina raised her skirt to her waist and pressed her butt against my cock. She angled herself such that the cock slipped between the cheeks and made contact with her pussy. I adjusted myself, and lifting her leg, pressed forward. Katrina reached down and guided my cock in. With one swift motion, she had pushed herself against it. The cock slipped in effortlessly. Then she pulled the blanket over us, so that we were completely covered. Reaching for my hand, she whispered, "Now it will be okay."

I slipped my left hand under her and reached inside her turtleneck to grasp her firm, succulent breast. Katrina guided my right hand to her mound. I found her clitoris, and began caressing it, as she slowly bucked against my shaft. Her cunt was tight, especially at that angle. I was so aroused that I knew I would explode with a great force inside her. She pressed my fingers on her clit, and whispered, "Rub me harder. I am so close."

Just as we both reached orgasm at the same time, one of the flight attendants came strolling by, checking on the passengers. We were so intent on our lovemaking that we didn't hear her at all. She saw us locked in each other's arms, and stopped. Katrina pushed back with a convulsive force against my cock as she reached her climax. All this movement caused the blanket to slip off, exposing our naked union to the flight attendant. She stood transfixed, watching us writhe in the throes of our powerful orgasms. Katrina's eyes were closed. She let out a deep moan as her body shuddered. I became aware of the watching eyes, and struggled to cover up. 

Katrina opened her eyes, and saw the flight attendant watching us with her mouth open. She quickly pushed her skirt down and covered herself. I tried to push my wet cock inside the pants, but it started erupting right at that moment. I looked at the flight attendant sheepishly, and smiled, trying to stuff the sticky, wet cock back in the pants.

She gave a salute, and leaned forward.

"I have never seen anything like this before. You must have been quite horny to try and pull off something like this in a crowded plane. You are soaking wet. Let me get you some napkins. Please clean up and go to sleep. I don't want you to disturb other passengers."

"Yes, ma'am," I said in an embarrassed tone, as she walked away with a faint smile on her face.

Katrina sat back in her seat, and buried her face in her hands. 

"I am so embarrassed," she said.

"Why? The flight attendant didn't mind. I am sure she enjoyed watching us. Are you okay?"

"Yes. How about you?"

"I'm fine. It was lovely. Thanks."

"You are welcome. Tonight we do it properly. Please stay with me when we get to Frankfurt."

"Sure. It will be my pleasure." I said, overjoyed. Katrina turned away from me, and cuddled up. I put the blanket over her, and kissed her on the head. Then I slipped out of my seat, and went looking for the flight attendant. 

I found her in the galley at the back of the plane. She gave a big smile when she saw me. 

"Look, I am sorry," I started, looking for her name tag. She held up her hand and said, "I am Angela. Don't apologize. I understand. Your girlfriend is quite a sexy lady."

"She is not my girlfriend. We just met on this flight."

"Really? Do you always work so fast?"

"Well, not always. It just happened. I just wanted to say I appreciate your understanding the situation."

She looked at me, and her eyes wandered over me, and stopped at my midriff. With a smile on her lips, she said, "Have you looked at yourself? Your pant is soaked."

I looked down to find a large wet spot in the front, covering the crotch area. I could still feel the fluid oozing out of my cock, since my orgasm had been so unexpectedly interrupted. My cock started to get hard again with the knowledge that Angela was looking at it. I looked up at her. She had turned away to remove her flight jacket and was hanging it up in the closet behind her. Now I could see her well-endowed figure, and realized that she was quite a stunner herself. My cock continued to rise. Angela turned around and saw me watching her. She momentarily looked away, and then looked back at me.



"Are you hungry?"

"What?"

"Well, after all that exertion....."

"Now that you mention it, yes. What have you got?"

She looked sharply at me, when she realized that the way I said it had a double meaning. She quickly stole a glance at my crotch and saw the bulge. She looked at me with a faint smile, and said, "I didn't think you would be. You just had dinner."

"Well, let's just say that my dessert was interrupted."

Angela started laughing. "You are quite direct, aren't you?"

"I find that it's the best way. And I don't see that you mind."

"Well, no. Many passengers flirt with me, but you are the first one to do it so visibly," she pointed at my crotch.

"That's just my way of giving you a compliment. You are very attractive."

"Thank you. I don't think we have any food, but I could give you some juice if you like."

"Really? It would be awkward, don't you think? There's not much room here."

Angela blushed a deep shade of red, and punched me in the chest. "Don't be so brash. I meant fruit juice."

"Oh, sorry," I said, laughing. "Okay, I'll have some orange juice. Why don't you join me also?"

She poured the juice in two glasses, and offered one to me. I took her hand in mine, and said, "To our new friendship, Angela. My name is Russ."

She nodded, and drank her juice. Her eyes never left my face, as if to see what I might do. I finished my juice and handed her the glass. 

She turned towards me after putting the glasses away. "Was she good?"

"Who? Oh, you mean Katrina. Yes. She is very sexy. And so are you."

Angela smiled and said, "Thank you. I still can't get figure out how you managed that feat in such a cramped space."

"Well, I don't either. May be you should just try it some time."

Angela laughed, and said, "And I suppose you would volunteer to participate in such an experiment."

"With great pleasure," I said, laughing with her. 

"I'll keep that in mind. Now go back to your friend before she gets suspicious."

"There is nothing between us."

"I am sure you will see her again very soon."

"That's true. Would you like to join us for dinner in Frankfurt?"

"No, I can't. But I am free for lunch."

"Lunch it is, then."

"I would like that. Where are you staying in Frankfurt?"

I gave her my hotel address. She promised to meet me at the hotel at noon. Then she took out a couple of moist Turkish napkins and handed them to me. 

"You better clean up somehow. The stain is quite visible. Hopefully it will be less so in the morning."

I laughed, and taking a chance, pulled her in my arms. She did not resist. I kissed her hard on the mouth. As I pushed my tongue between her lips, she pressed herself against me. Then she pushed me away.

"You had better return to your seat before someone shows up."

Angela disappeared down the aisle. What happened next will have to wait for another time. But it will be worth the wait, because.... let's just say that Katrina showed up unexpectedly during my lunch with Angela in my hotel room.

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Flying The Friendly Skies



Sunday

Tim was close enough to inhale the wonderful fragrance- slightly sweet, slightly musky, and totally intoxicating. Moisture glistening on the expanding petals, giving the wonderful impression of freshness and vitality-all this he took in as the gentle, insistent pressure on his back and shoulders brought him closer and closer. "Yes," thought Tim, "I'm really going to enjoy eating this pussy."

The pressure on his back was produced by a pair of very sexy, silk-encased thighs and calves belonging to an absolute goddess of a flight attendant. Her name was Cheryl, and she had made Tim's flight to his week-long conference a joy. Small touches, extra attention, sexy looks-all made Tim feel special, especially since they were delivered by a woman who was obviously proud of her well-rounded body. Her tits sat proudly on her chest; he guessed them to be a full c-cup; her waist curved in enough to draw attention to her hips, which were firm, well-rounded, and bounced slightly as she walked. Her black silk stockings whispered as she walked, letting Tim know that her thighs were full and ripe. 

Those thighs and calves were drawing Tim inexorably closer to the flower-like pussy he was so intent on cherishing with his mouth. Just a little closer-tongue out, inhale.......

"Mr. Allen. Mr. Allen, wake up. We're ready to land. Let me help you with your seatbelt," said Cheryl, as she leaned down to fasten Tim's seatbelt around his waist. Her hand inadvertently grazed his erection, which brought him fully awake and staring down her blouse at her delectable breasts. Tim blinked and realized he had been dreaming, sporting an erection like a horny teenager.

Having finished her work, Cheryl left him and seemed to give her ass an extra swing as she strode down the aisle. Upon landing, Tim made his way leisurely to the front of the plane, hoping to tell Cheryl how much he enjoyed the flight, but she was nowhere to be seen. Slightly disappointed, he claimed his bag and hailed a taxi.

The conference hotel was near the center of the city, and when Tim checked in, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his room was on the second floor, and had two king-sized beds. After hanging his clothes and sorting his toiletries, he changed into a casual shirt and pair of slacks, planning on having a drink before dinner in the hotel dining room.

The hotel bar was pleasant enough, and the barmaid made Tim very comfortable. One drink turned into two and Tim, noticing his buzz, realized he was here for work and not play. He left the sexy barmaid a very generous tip and made his way through the lobby towards the dining room.

Passing near the registration desk, Tim saw Cheryl sitting in one of the chairs with a distraught look on her face. He approached and called her name, "Cheryl?"

She looked at him with a pair of puffy eyes that said she had been crying, and stood as he got close.

"Oh, Mr. Allen. I'm so glad to see you! They seem to have lost my reservation. I stay here frequently when I have a few days off, and this has never happened before. I don't know what I'm going to do. Every room here is booked by your conference," she said, finally pausing to catch her breath. 

Tim took a moment to digest all she had said and offered a suggestion. "I know you haven't had time to eat," he said. "Let's get some dinner and see if we can figure out a plan."

They entered the restaurant and were seated quickly. After making their dinner choices, Tim said, "Look, without trying to be anything but helpful, my room has two king-sized beds. You are welcome to sleep on the extra bed, and I can attend my meetings and you can enjoy your vacation. If you don't mind being seen with and old man, we may even be able to go to dinner together one night."

The smile that spread across Cheryl's face said it all. "I don't know what to say. That's the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. Are you sure your wife won't mind?" she asked. 

Tim explained that he was a widower, and soon, he and Cheryl were talking and laughing like old friends. Cheryl made sure to touch his hand, or occasionally graze his leg with her calf. They ate leisurely and, as she became more comfortable, Cheryl opened up about herself. She was from a small town, had trained with the airline straight out of high school, and had been working with them for ten years. She had married a mid-level airline executive, but her schedule was not to his liking, so the marriage had ended five years ago.

The waiter made them aware that it was closing time, and after some gentle persuasion, Tim let Cheryl pay for their dinner. He took her bag and was waiting for her at the door of the restaurant. They took the stairs to Tim's room, and Cheryl made herself at home rather quickly. She took her toiletries and pajamas into the bathroom and Tim soon heard the shower. Evidently more tired than he expected, he got into his sleep trousers and crawled into his bed, setting his watch alarm. Almost immediately, the hum of the shower lulled him to sleep.

Monday

When he awoke the next morning, Cheryl was sound asleep and he tried not to wake her. He showered, dressed, and left a note for her to call him when she awoke, leaving his personal cell number. The conference provided breakfast, and, although everyone had assigned seats, Tim saw that the intent was for the participants to get to know each other. He found himself sitting with two guys about his age, from similar-sized banks, and enjoyed the meal. The opening session proved interesting, and Tim was actually startled when his phone vibrated. "I'm awake! Going shopping!"

The lunch was along the same lines as breakfast, and Tim again sat with the same two guys. They had gotten back to work when his phone vibrated again. This time the message read, "4 ur I's only." Tim went to the bathroom and opened the picture accompanying the message. Cheryl had indeed been shopping and stood before the camera attired in a white lace choker with a black velvet ribbon, a sheer apron that barely covered the tops of her thighs, and shimmering white thigh-high hose. He could make out a white patch of material covering her pussy. Her breasts were larger than he had thought, and her areolas showed as dark circles through the sheer apron. Her nipples pressed against the front of the apron, creating small tents of sexy fabric. The caption read, "At your service."

He felt his cock spring to life, and realized he would have a hard time concentrating on the afternoon session, even though the material was interesting and professionally presented. Finally the session wound down and Tim declined the chance to grab a drink with his coworkers. He planned on grabbing something much hotter and softer. When he entered the hotel room, Cheryl was not to be seen. He heard water running in the bathroom and quietly peeked inside.

Cheryl was on her knees beside the tub, adjusting the water and adding scented soap flakes. Tim took in her almost bare back and ass, looking lustily at the curve of her spine as it joined her spectacular ass. Only the apron's neck strap and ties were visible, but remembering the white material covering her pussy in the picture, Tim looked further. Ah! There it was-a thin, white elastic string running up the crack of her ass and around her waist. Talk about sexy! Tim cleared his throat so as not to startle her.

"I heard you come in," she said, looking over her shoulder coyly. "Get undressed so I can give you a bath."

Tim, never slow to take a hint, was even quicker at taking orders from a nude seductress who obviously intended to fuck him silly. He was out of his clothes quickly, and slipped into one of the hotel's robes, leaving it open so his erect dick was visible. When he reentered the bathroom, Cheryl was facing the door, giving him the same visual he had on his phone. Just as he thought, her thighs were touching just below her cunt, and the opening was just where he wanted to put his extremely hard cock.

Cheryl curtsied and dropped her eyes, saying, "I have drawn your bath, Master. Are you ready for me to bathe you?"

When she looked up, she got her first look at Tim's eight-inch cock. Drawing her breath in, she said, "Oh Master! I had no idea you were so well endowed. I have my work cut out for me. I hope I can make you happy." She stepped forward and helped him out of the robe, allowing it to pool at their feet. Taking him by the neck, she pulled his mouth down to hers and kissed him deeply, slipping her tongue into his mouth and dueling with his tongue. Using her other hand, she felt his cock, and softly stroked it back and forth. Groaning as she pressed her voluptuous body into him, Cheryl instinctively knew this would be her best lover, and she intended to return the favor.

She gently humped her pussy into his thigh, as she led him towards the tub. "You have to get in to get your bath," she said, giggling.

"Get in with me," Tim urged, as he stepped into the tub.

"Oh, no! I have other work to do," Cheryl said, as she knelt on the floor beside the tub. They were at eye level, and Tim realized for the first time just how lovely Cheryl really was. Her eyes were hazel, with such dark centers that he felt he could drown in them. Her cheekbones were high and delicate, as was her nose. Her lips, which he had already sampled, were full and sensual. Kissing her again, he felt that he had fallen into a burning pit of unbridled passion. When they broke the kiss, Cheryl had a soft sponge in her hand.

"Master, I feel that you are trying to prevent me from performing my duty. I assure you that you will be pleased later," she said as she began to wash his body with a soft sponge and long, loving strokes. She wrapped it around his aching cock and jacked gently.

"You must let me know if I don't do something right. I don't want to be punished," she said.

"Oh you're doing everything right. I assure you, punishment is not in your future," said Tim, as he reached out and rubbed her right breast with his wet hand. Immediately, the material of the apron around her breast was transparent. Liking the effect, Tim wet his hand again and rubbed her left breast, this time taking the opportunity to pull her nipple.

"Ohhh, Master! You're being very naughty. I have to get you bathed and fed before I can finish my duties," Cheryl said breathlessly. 

There was a knock on the door and a voice said, "Room service." Cheryl got up to answer it, her sheer apron clinging to her erect nipples. Tim took the opportunity to follow her with his eyes, and realized he was looking at an absolutely perfect ass. No tan lines showed on the picture perfect twin globes. They were full, ripe, and fucking gorgeous! Jennifer Lopez's ass could be no better! "You have a perfect ass," he said quietly.

She looked over her shoulder and said, "You're sure it's not too big?" She turned so that her body was in profile.

Tim, looking at her proud breasts, straining against the apron top, her flat stomach, her ass that seemed to be built on a shelf, and her legs encased in white silk, simply said, "You're perfect in every way."

The waiter brought in the food and Tim took the opportunity to get out of the tub and put his robe on. The waiter caught his eye on the way out and gave him a thumbs up. When he entered the room, he saw that Cheryl had closed the drapes and lighted several candles around the room. The soft light enhanced the fact that she had taken off her apron and stood before him, silhouetted in the soft candle light, wearing only her g-string, choker, and hose.

She had placed the food and wine on a low table on one side of the room, and indicated the pillows on the floor for him to sit on. Before he sat, she stood behind him and removed his robe, taking special care to rub his back and hips with her prominent breasts and nipples, planting tiny, sexy kisses all over his back and shoulders. Finally putting her hands on his shoulders and urging him to sit, she said, "I don't think you'll need oysters to keep your dick hard, but that's what I ordered, just in case. Anyway, I know how horny I get when I eat them, so if you don't want any, I'll put them to good use."

Keeping her hand on his shoulder, she stepped in front of him and stood open-legged so that her pussy was inches from his face. Tim could smell the heady aroma of sex, and wanted to press his face into her pussy. Cheryl obviously read his mind and said, "Look what you do to me," pulling the transparent white g-string up so that it slipped inside her outer lips. They glistened with moisture as she gently massaged her clit with the fabric.

"I'm relatively inexperienced when it comes to sex. My husband was a straight to the good part, get off, and roll over type of guy," she said. "Although, I did get some help later," she said, as an afterthought.

"Well," said Tim thoughtfully. "I've never had any complaints, but my experience is limited." He couldn't stand it any longer and put his arms around her hips, pulling her to his face. He licked the lips around the bunched up cloth, and grabbed two delightful handfuls of ass. Massaging Cheryl's magnificent ass and licking her succulent pussy only made his dick even harder. She noticed how big and purple the head was and said, "I don't know if I can handle one that big. My ex only had about four inches, and it certainly wasn't that big around!"

Tim stopped licking and looked up into her eyes, saying softly, "I'm sure you can handle it. You just need to be prepared properly."

"Well, the first thing we need to do is eat these oysters," she said as she knelt beside the table. "I hope you like your aphrodisiac raw, like pussy!" she said giggling, as she lifted one of the oyster shells from its bed on the ice and fed the slick meat to Tim. He swallowed the oyster, and reached out to feed one to Cheryl. She swallowed everything in one gulp and grinned at him seductively. "I think raw oysters are sooo sexy," she said, as she fed him another.

"I can't imagine anything any sexier than being fed raw oysters by a naked, sexy woman," replied Tim, as he put another one to her lips. This time, she tilted her head back and when Rick poured it into her mouth, he could see her throat muscles contracting as it slid down her throat. "What else can you do with those throat muscles?" he asked, thinking how they would feel around his cock.

"I guess we'll have to see won't we?" she replied, as she put an oyster in her mouth. Drawing his mouth to hers, she slipped the oyster from her mouth to his and reached down to rub the precum off the head of his cock. Tim almost choked and she got up to get him a glass of wine. When she returned, she had taken off her g-string and choker. She stood before Rick clad only in her shimmering, silky white hose. Her breasts heaved with every breath, and her pussy was leaking moisture down her thighs. 

As Tim took the wineglass from her and drank, she spread her feet and picked an oyster out of its shell. Cupping her other hand, she caught the juice and held it to Tim's mouth. He lapped it out of her palm, taking extra care to completely clean it. Cheryl then took the oyster and, instead of putting it in her mouth, gently slid it along her pussy lips and fed it to Rick. "Does that improve the taste?" she asked.

"Oh, definitely," said Tim, as he emptied the wineglass.

Getting her own glass of wine, she emptied it quickly and with an impish grin said, "You're trying to get me drunk and take advantage of me, aren't you?"

"I'd much prefer you sober, but I will admit to entertaining thoughts of taking advantage of you," said Tim, getting up from the floor and taking Cheryl in his arms.

When they kissed this time, Tim was in control. He placed a hand behind Cheryl's head and held her to his mouth, using his tongue as a fencer uses his sword. He licked, he thrust, and he dueled with her tongue, all the while mauling her tit with his other hand. When he reached her nipple and pulled it, she moaned into his mouth and pressed her body even closer. He could feel the curve of her hips as they melded into his, pressing his cock between them, the head touching her navel. 

"I've never felt a dick that big. Will it go that far up my little pussy?" Cheryl asked, feigning innocence.

"I don't know how far up it will go, but I assure you I'll put it in as far as I can. Then, when you're ready, I'll fuck you till you want me to stop, and just maybe you will enjoy it. I know I will," said Tim as he picked Cheryl up and laid her gently on the bed.

"This is your night," he said as he walked around the foot of the bed and climbed on the other side. "I want you to get as much pleasure as you deserve." Tim noticed the look in her eyes and said, "I told you I'd let you set the pace. You don't have to do anything until you're ready." He slid his hand down to feel her pussy and rubbed it. 

"See, you're not ready; let me help you out," he said, as he kissed his way down to her breasts and gazed lovingly at them. Even with Cheryl lying on her back, her breasts looked like missile nosecones-pointed towards the ceiling, flawless in shape and size, proportioned perfectly, and tipped with dark pink nipples that begged for attention. Tim was delighted to give those nipples plenty of attention, and as he began kissing one, he rubbed the other, rolling it between his thumb and index finger. After a few minutes, he switched, and Cheryl said huskily, "Does that tongue go any lower?"

Tim took the hint and slid lower on Cheryl's stomach, planting sexy, demanding kisses on her torso, navel, and the area just above her lips. She spread her legs and placed her feet flat on the bed. "How's that?" she asked.

He paused briefly, raising his head so that he could see her face between her breasts. "Have any of your lovers performed oral sex on you?" he asked.

"Certainly not my husband," she replied. "He just got his rocks off and left me to get my own help."

Tim wasted no more time. He slid further down the bed and looked at the glorious pussy staring him in the face. Remembering his dream on the plane, he said softly, "You remember when you woke me on the plane?"

She giggled, causing her tits to jiggle, and said, "Yes, why?"

"I was dreaming about this very moment-in fact, I was getting ready to eat your pussy when you shook me," he told her, moving closer to his goal.

"Well, from your hardon, I would have thought you were planning to fuck me!" she said. "I'll settle for that tongue right now though!" She slid her legs to his shoulders and gently urged him toward his goal.

Tim slid his hands under her asscheeks and pulled her closer. He could smell her arousal; he saw her moisture oozing down her engorged lips; he could feel the heat emanating from that perfect pussy. He began by licking her from top to bottom, not stopping until he had rimmed her asshole. Moving back up, he licked each lip individually, then gently nibbled on them with his lips.

"Oh, Tim! That's divine! Ooooh God! Don't stop!" she cried, as she neared orgasm. 

Tim slowed down, as he didn't want her to come too soon. He reached up and pulled her distended nipples, giving her something else to think about. He took her hands and placed them on her breasts. His tongue returned to her slit and he thrust in and out, like a dick. Cheryl was moaning, as she began to writhe on his face, pulling her nipples with abandon.

"Oh, damn Tim! It can't get any better than this! This feels so good! Tongue me to death and let me die happy!" she wailed.

Tim knew the moment he had been waiting for had arrived. He gently licked her clit, and as the initial shock hit her, he slid a finger into her cunt and massaged her g-spot. Then he nipped her clit with his lips and held on. She came, screaming loudly, and coating his face with cum, while holding his head to her pussy. Grinding into his face, she came again and moaned as she finally let him go.




Flying The Friendly Skies



"I've never come like that," she said lazily, looking at him through half-closed eyes. "Can we do it again?"

Tim eased up beside her and slid his arm under her shoulders. "Yes, but we have something else to do first," he said, as he rolled onto his back and pulled her along until she was lying on his stomach.

She could feel his cock between them and asked, "What is your servant to do now Master?"

"I want you to get up here and let me love your tits," he answered, pulling her upward until her breasts were swaying in his face. Holding them together, Tim was able to suck both nipples at the same time, almost driving Cheryl over the edge again. He could feel her cunt leaking moisture onto his stomach and slid her back until the head of his cock was at the entrance to her pussy.

She wanted to slide further back, but he held her in place. "Just take your time," he advised. She let her breasts dangle in his face and he took the opportunity to massage each breast and nipple. 

"Oh, they're so sensitive when they hang like that. I could let you do that all night," she cooed, as Tim continued rubbing her tits. "But, we have other matters to attend to, don't we?" she said, as she got to her knees and moved back until her she could grasp his shaft. In one smooth, graceful movement, she squatted, held his dick erect, and slid the head and an inch of the shaft into her molten cunt. After lazily moving up and down for a few strokes, she declared herself ready.

"OK, Master. My pussy is so wet and hot, and your cock is so hard, I am ready to get fucked," she said, sliding down the entire length of Tim's eight-inch cock in one move. Her eyes flew open as she realized she had it all inside her. Her breath became ragged, and she started coming almost immediately. Tim knew that this was just the beginning, and held himself still, giving her all the time she needed.

When her spasms subsided, she looked into his eyes and said, "Well, now that we've gotten that minigasm out of the way, let's work on a majorgasm!" She began moving up and down slowly, clenching her pussy walls and making sure that Tim was getting just as much pleasure as she was. She fucked him for a few more strokes, then sat down and ground her cunt onto his cock. Her angle put his cockhead on her g-spot as she moved forward, and she began to climb that mountain of orgasmic bliss again, this time taking Tim with her. As they neared the peak together, Cheryl began humping violently, her hair flying around her head, her titties jiggling, and her pussy on fire.

Tim couldn't take any more and shot the first string of cum deep into her hot, writhing pussy. When he did, she screamed at the top of her lungs, "Oh, God, I'm cumming too!" and began to hump almost uncontrollably. Tim grabbed her hips and held her in place while he emptied his balls into the hottest pussy he had ever fucked. When Cheryl stopped squirming, he held his dick inside her, allowing both of them to bask in the afterglow. He was not soft at all, a point she noted when she said, "Damn, I'm exhausted, but you're still hard enough to fuck again. How do you do it?"

"You're one of the sexiest women I ever had the pleasure of making love to. Your beauty, your body, your attitude, your hot pussy-all make you unbelievable woman, and I want you to know I appreciate you. I could fuck you again right now, but since we have another couple of days, let's not wear ourselves out. We have plenty of time to fuck each others' brains out," he said tenderly.

Cheryl, brought to tears, crawled off his body and lay beside him, molding herself to his side. As he cradled her in his arms, she sobbed gently, and soon they drifted of into the sleep that sated lovers know so well.

Tuesday

The next morning found Tim refreshed and in the company of two executives from a much larger branch than his. One of them was a fifty-something stout man, while the other was an extremely attractive woman, looking to be in her mid- to late thirties. She made it obvious that she was on the prowl, even slipping Tim her cell number just before a break.

Tim's phone vibrated and the message read, "Shopping again! More surprises in store! Lol" His coworker, gave him a knowing eye, and they went back to work. The morning flew by, and at lunch, Tim got another message, this one saying, "Open discretely." Again going into the bathroom, he opened the file and was again amazed. All he saw was Cheryl's hips and the backs of her thighs, except for a buttplug in her asshole, and a long, flesh-colored dildo being pulled out of her pussy. It glistened in the light, as if it were wet with her juices. The caption said, "Practicing for tonight."

Naturally, Tim had trouble concentrating on business the rest of the afternoon, and when they wrapped up for the day, he wasted no time getting to his room. Cheryl was waiting for him by the window, wrapped in one of the hotel's terry robes. When he came into the room, she turned to face him and opened the robe. Her body was partially hidden in the shadow, but he could still see it was fantastic. He felt his cock begin to rise as she shed the robe and walked slowly towards him. 

"I hope your meeting was productive," she said as she slipped into his arms and their lips met. Cheryl knew just how to get Tim's engine revving and she started with fervor. Her tongue was in Tim's mouth before he realized it, her breasts were mashed against his chest, and her hips were grinding into his groin.

Tim held her closely and let his hands wander over her exquisite body, eventually sliding down her back to cup the globes of her full ass. Tim knew he had never felt such a perfectly shaped, resilient ass. Just thinking about it, along with Cheryl's tongue and breasts, gave him a raging hardon very quickly.

Breaking their kiss, Cheryl said breathlessly, "Let's get you out of those clothes and into something a whole lot softer and sexier." She knelt and began untying his shoelaces while he took off his tie. Soon they were down to his briefs, with his erect cock straining against the elastic at the waist. His cock was at eye level and she said, "Ooh, it's even bigger today! I don't know if I can handle that monster!"

Tim laughed softly and said, "My dear, you can handle it. You just need to take your time and let it happen." He chuckled softly and stood her up, drawing her to his body for another passionate kiss. She reached between their bodies and caressed his cock, finally sliding her hand under the waistband and freeing the shaft. Smearing the drop of precum with her thumb, she said, "Let's get these off and eat our dinner. I think you'll need all your energy tonight."

She stepped back and knelt, taking Tim's briefs with her. Sliding them down his legs, she realized how muscular he was. Looking upwards, she saw his balls were tight in their sac, his abdomen was toned, and his chest was extremely well developed. "Damn, Tim. I didn't realize you were in such great shape. That makes you even sexier!" she said, arising and taking his hand, leading him to some pillows on the floor, near the coffee table.

"I hope you like steak," she said, as she took the top off a hotel serving plate.

"Love it," said Tim, as he stretched out on the pillow, Cheryl kneeling beside him.

She cut a piece of the filet mignon and fed it to him, then taking a small bite herself. They shared a glass of wine, and she continued to feed her lover. Meanwhile, Tim found a use for his hands. Each time Cheryl would lean in, he massaged a swaying breast or caressed her thigh, causing a slow buildup of heat that he knew would soon erupt.

Finally finishing their meal, she picked up the tray and carried it to the door, setting it in the hall. Rick took in her swaying ass as she walked to the door. She opened it, stepped out in the hall and set the tray down, never looking to see if anyone may have been watching. Tim told her, "You know for someone who's limited as far as sex goes, you sure are brave."

"What on earth are you talking about?" she asked innocently. "Well, for starters, you agreed to spend the night with a man you met on the plane that brought you here; then you sent him very sexy messages and fucked him silly; and now, you just sashayed to the hotel door naked, opened it and stepped into the hall without looking," said Tim, pulling her down so that she lay at an angle across his body. He could rub her ass and she could stroke his cock.

"Look, after my husband and I split up, I almost went crazy with desire. I found a lover who tutored me and brought me to his point. That's the help I keep referring to," she said, as she turned and took his cock in her mouth. She held the head in her lips and licked a drop of precum from the slit, then tickled his shaft with her tongue. Taking it out of her mouth, she looked at him impishly and said, "Enough talk. Let's fuck."

She threw her thigh over his hips and positioned herself so that her dripping pussy was directly over his cockhead. Holding it in her hands, she guided it into her channel, sliding down its eight-inch length slowly, enjoying each inch. When she reached bottom, the head was pushing against her cervix. Her eyes flew open and she exclaimed, "You've gone where no man has gone before, and if my ass has its way, you'll do it again before the night is over!"

With that, she simply ground her hips into his groin, causing here cunt walls to contact every centimeter of his throbbing cock. Moving in a lazy circular motion, she moved his hands to her breasts, urging him to pinch her nipples, which he did with pleasure. Her breasts seemed even more aroused than they had been the previous night. Tim massaged them, rubbed them gently, rolled the nipples between his thumbs and fingers, and finally sucked them.

The attention to her titties served only to stimulate Cheryl's body even more. She had ceased to grind and begun fucking like there was no tomorrow. Her hips were in constant motion, her titties jiggled, and her mouth hung open. Every breath brought a groan of pleasure, and through her pleasure, she could feel Tim getting close. He had grabbed her hips and was pistoning his cock in and out of her wet cunt. He held her in place and shot a spurt of cum deep into her pussy, followed by two more.

As if in a daze, Cheryl placed her hands on his chest and screamed at the top of her lungs, coming right along with him. She collapsed onto his chest, sobbing quietly, and planting tiny kisses all over his chest, neck, and finally his lips. The kiss turned hot quickly and Cheryl was delighted to feel Tim's still-erect cock throbbing in her dripping cunt.

"That was great!" she murmured, as she began to rub her clit up and down his cock. "But I have a special favor."

"What's that?" asked Tim, feeling his dick getting harder.

"I want you to fuck me in the ass," said Cheryl, pushing herself upright and grinding down on his cock again. "I know that's a lot to ask, but I want to give you something special for all the pleasure you've given me. I've never had a real cock in my ass, and I want the first to be yours."

Tim was overwhelmed and reached up to embrace her and roll her to his side. Looking deeply into her eyes, he could sense her sincerity. The feeling he got touched him and he said, "First of all, Thank you. Believe me; I've received just as much pleasure from you as you have from me. For you to choose me to share this added pleasure with you absolutely blows my mind. You are such a beautiful, young, and sexy woman; I don't understand what you see in an old geezer like me."

Cheryl punched him in the arm playfully. "Old geezer my ass! How does sexy and experienced fucker sound?"

"Well, whatever we choose to name it, I think we make love beautifully, and I know I enjoy it immensely," said Tim, as he took pressed his lips to hers, making the kiss last without using his tongue. Sliding a hand down her side to her hip, he cupped her ass and massaged it sensually. 

"You know I'll be gentle and let you set the pace, but don't you think we might need some lube?" Tim asked, as he began to probe nearer her crack.

"Got it covered," she said as she hopped off the bed and ran into the bathroom, coming back with a partially used tube of lube. Tim looked at her with a question in his eyes, and she said, "Yes, it's been used. How do you think I got the buttplug in there today?"

Crawling onto the bed, Cheryl reached between her legs where the cum was leaking. She took the first dollop and slipped it in her mouth, making a show of licking all of it off her finger. She then collected another scoop and made a show of rubbing it in her asshole. 

"Well, are you just going to lie there, or fuck me?" she asked.

Tim's cock swung menacingly as he rolled off the bed and pulled Cheryl to the edge. Taking the lube, he applied some to her cum-soaked asshole, as well as his cock. Taking a few seconds to stroke his cock, as well as Cheryl's ass, he then rubbed the head up and down her cunt, adding more lube. He told her, "This is going to be a very special time for both of us. Right now, all I want to do is ram my cock in your ass to the hilt, but I know you're not ready. I'll go as slow or fast as you want, provided I can stand it. Damn, you are one sexy woman!"

Cheryl reached behind her and pulled her asscheeks apart. "I want it just as bad as you, but we need to start slow. Put the head up to my rim and rub it around," she said, her body quivering with anticipation.

Tim did as she asked, and applied gentle pressure to her anus. Surprisingly, the head slipped in quite easily. "Oh, God! I hope the rest is that easy. Goddamn Tim that feels good!" she said, pushing back and urging him deeper.

Tim's cock stretched her asshole, but encountered little resistance. The friction created intense feelings along his cock. He proceeded gently and with Cheryl's help, he soon had half his cock buried in her ass. Stopping, he took in the scene and was overwhelmed by the eroticism. Cheryl's shoulders and back tapered to a delectable waist; her tanned hips were just the right size for grabbing and ramming a cock into her pussy or ass; their flesh inviting a playful slap, and that's just what Tim did, loving the resulting jiggle of flesh. 

Cheryl squealed and pushed back against his cock, burying more of it in her ass. He smacked her asscheek again, and she slid further back onto his cock. "Oh, Tim! Slap my ass again! Nobody's ever spanked me before. It's so sexy," said Cheryl as she wiggled her ass.

Tim slid his cock completely into her ass and felt the contact between her hips and his thighs. "How's that?" he asked. "You've got it all in your ass now."

"Oh, I know" said Cheryl, her breath already becoming ragged. "I think I'm ready for you to fuck me."

Tim withdrew his cock slowly and stopped, leaving only the head in her ass. Knowing that she was not ready for fast thrust, he began a slow rhythm, burying his cock to the hilt, then withdrawing it slowly. As he began to fuck faster, his balls slapped her cunt, providing another thrill for Cheryl. As they fucked faster, Tim was amazed at the ease with which Cheryl seemed to accommodate his eight-inch cock. 

"I'm ready. Fuck me hard!" shouted Cheryl, burying her head in a pillow and moaning incessantly. As he increased his tempo, Tim began to spank her again. Her ass was beginning to turn red, creating even more heat. He felt the familiar churning in his balls as they slapped her pussy, and knew he was going to come soon.

She screamed at the top of her lungs. "Oh yeeesss! Fuck my ass! Spank me! Let me come on that monster cock! Oh God! I'm cumming!!" She continued to push back onto his cock, and wiggling her dick-filled asshole. Her orgasm was intense and lasted for a full minute.

Tim let her begin to slow down, then fucked her hard for a few strokes, bringing her back to the height of her climax and spurting his load of cum deep in her ass. He seemed to come for minutes, emptying a new shot of jism with each thrust. Finally spent, he slid his cock from her ass and watched the head slide out with an audible "Pop" and watched the thin stream of cum follow it out of her asshole.

They collapsed on the bed, and just before drifting off to sleep, Tim felt Cheryl curl up in his arms.

Wednesday

Tim was paired with the same guys as he had been on Monday, but he noticed a subtle change. When they had completed their assignment, each of the other guys headed off to talk to one of several older attendees. When they got back together, Tim asked what was going on. They told him that this conference was a perfect opportunity to change positions, branches, or managers. Tim was completely happy in his present position and location, so he passed the information off.

At lunch, his phone buzzed. The message from Cheryl read, "Help has arrived!" and included a pic. Stepping into a nearby restroom, Rick opened the pic. There lay two perfectly shaped, full, oil-covered asses, naked as the day they were born, but certainly sexier. The picture, taken from their feet, showed two very inviting slits of paradise. Naturally intrigued, Rick felt himself getting hard, and knew he was in for another night of fun.

The lady exec from Tuesday, whose name was Susan, made eye contact several times that afternoon, but she and Tim were never able to get within speaking distance, and when the session was over, he went to his room.

When he entered, Cheryl was putting her phone away. "Syd's going to meet us for dinner at a small club downtown. She's dying to meet you!" she said, as she slid the hotel robe off her nude body. Tim pulled her to him and kissed her deeply, feeling his cock begin to rise. 

Cheryl reached down and fondled his dick, but pulled away from his embrace.

"Look," she said, still holding him by the dick. "I know I've asked a lot of favors, but this one is very special to me. Syd is the 'help' I keep referring to. She had a couple of really ugly experiences with men, and she hasn't had any desire to be with one since. I told her about you, and for the first time in three years, she seems excited about meeting a man. She knows we're lovers, and doesn't feel threatened; she said that maybe you could help her get over her anxiety. I have assured her that you are sweet and compassionate, and won't pressure her into anything."

Bending down and planting a very wet kiss n the head of his now very erect cock, Cheryl looked up as she tongued his cockhead. "I don't know what to say," said Tim, as he was reveling in the sensation of her lips putting pressure on his dick's crown. "You have a very convincing way of getting me to do about anything."

"Well, let's get a shower and get dressed," she said coyly as she led the way to the bathroom. "I'll get the water hot."

Tim disrobed quickly and joined Cheryl in the steaming shower. He washed her back, paying special attention to her asscheeks and reaching around to fondle her breasts. She moaned and leaned back into his body, reaching around to stroke his cock. "We need to wait so Syd can get the full benefit of that monster," said Cheryl, as she soaped Tim's chest, stomach, and cock. "I promise you that if things don't work out with her, I'll make it up to you." 

She rinsed herself and stepped out of the shower. "Come out and let's dry each other," she said, handing him a towel. The mundane task became hot as they found each others' erogenous zones with the soft towels. Again, Cheryl bid him patience, assuring him that it would be rewarded.

He started to dress casually, and Cheryl stopped him as he was putting on his underwear. "Syd and I have rules when we go out. First, no underwear of any kind; second, everybody dances-no wallflowers. Do you think you can abide by the rules?"

"Well, since I haven't seen you with underwear on since Sunday, I guess I can stand it one night. As far as dancing, I'm not very good at it," he said, as he pulled on his trousers and a polo shirt.




Flying The Friendly Skies



Cheryl was busy at her closet, and Tim was blown away when she showed him her outfit for the evening. The green skirt matched her eyes perfectly, but that was not the best part. It was extremely short, with leather laces on each thigh that ran almost to the waistband. Her top was so sheer that it was virtually nonexistent. It was a tank top that was two sizes too small; it ended just below the swell of her breasts, and its small size pushed them inward, creating quite a show of cleavage. She completed her ensemble with a short jacket made of the same material as the skirt, which barely hid her nipples.

"Come on, Lover. Let's get this show on the road," she said as she grabbed his hand and led him into the hall. Suddenly she turned and pushed him to the wall, kissing him passionately and grabbing his cock. "Just remember, Syd is delicate and she needs to be handled with kid gloves. Are you up for it?"

"If I'm not, I will be soon if you don't stop playing around. Rest assured that I'll be as gentle as Syd requires, and that 'No' means no," he said as they entered the elevator.

They took a cab for the ride to the club that turned out to be a brightly-lit restaurant with several booths around the perimeter of the room. The hostess greeted Cheryl as a good friend, hugging her and leading them to a corner booth. "Syd's on the way," said Cheryl as she slid onto the u-shaped seat.

They talked quietly until Cheryl's face lit up and she waved to someone across the club. When Tim turned around, he got the feeling that a graceful, powerful lioness was on the prowl, and he and Cheryl were her prey. As she glided across the room, Tim was drinking in her beauty, and hardly noticed her attire. 

She had the walk and look of a model, with short, styled dark hair, beautiful brown eyes, and legs to die for. She was dressed in what could only be described as a long tank top that ended just below the juncture of her thighs in front and barely covered her full ass in the back. To say that it was sheer would be an understatement. 

Tim could see every curve from the tops of her d-cup breasts to her stomach and down between her legs. She had a very alluring landing strip above her pussy. All in all, Syd was a fucking sex goddess. "Too bad she doesn't like cock," thought Tim, as she approached their booth. By the time she had arrived at the booth, Cheryl had stood up and they immediately embraced. A delicate hand reached out and pulled the privacy curtain closed, so the three were hidden from the rest of the restaurant. Their embrace quickly turned into a passionate kiss, with tongues dueling with each other, and hands roaming up and down bodies.

Tim politely cleared his throat and Cheryl disentangled herself from Sydney's clutching arms long enough to introduce them. "Tim, this is Sydney, my very best friend in the world. Syd, this is Tim that I've told you so much about in the last two days," Cheryl said, as she wiped the moisture from her lips.

Standing, Tim offered his hand, and Sydney shook it firmly while looking him in the eye. "I feel as if I already know you-at least a certain part anyway!" she said with a twinkle in her eye. "Cheryl has been very graphic in her description of your and her adventures, and I think you may be just the man to help me over my mental block."

Tim took a chance and said, "I assure you, with a body like yours, the mental part will be easy." 

They sat down, with Cheryl between Tim and Sydney. They pulled the curtain back and summoned the waitress, who was a gorgeous redhead and dressed to show off her assets. Her breasts rested on a shelf bra, hidden only by a thin, body-hugging top and paired with a very short black vinyl skirt. When she bent down to take their order, Tim could see all the way to her navel. After she had turned to leave, Tim couldn't help but notice the sway of her ass. She turned and looked over her shoulder, winking at him.

Cheryl had to go to the bathroom, leaving Sydney and Tim alone, sitting across from each other. They talked about their jobs, their homes and everything in between. Suddenly Sydney said, "Look Tim, I know Cheryl has told you about my hang-ups when it comes to men. I had two very bad experiences and found women to be more compassionate and honest. I don't think I'm a confirmed lesbian, but I haven't been drawn to any man for quite some time. Maybe I'm too far gone."

Tim, touched by her honesty, told her sincerely, "Since you already know that Cheryl and I have enjoyed some fantastic sex in the last two days, I'm not going to tell you that I'm averse to much of anything sexual. I love women's bodies-their looks, their feel, their smell-I love them. That fact only fuels my sexual appetites. Still, I know that I'm not the greatest lover in the world. I am considerate of my partner, wanting her to experience as much pleasure as I do. Cheryl explained your circumstances to me and I just want you to be happy, whether I'm involved or not."

Moved almost to tears, Sydney slid around the booth and hugged Tim, making sure that he got an eyeful of her naked pussy as she slid towards him. They were still embraced when Cheryl returned from the ladies' room. "Well, I see he's started working his magic on you, Syd," she said, as she slid into the booth behind Sydney and proceeded to rub her sides and the sides of her breasts, sliding her hand around to tweak each nipple.

"Well, just so you know, you weren't the only topic of our conversation," Sydney responded, turning to face the table and allowing her leg to stay in contact with Tim's. "Let's eat! I'm starving."

They ordered and while they were waiting for their food, Cheryl closed the curtain, took off her jacket, and crawled under the table. She spread Tim's legs and unzipped his pants, taking his cock out. Before he could say anything, she took Sydney's hand and wrapped it around his soft dick, holding it in place with her own. Sydney suddenly drew in her breath and closed her eyes. A quick glimpse under the edge of the table showed Cheryl with her face squarely in Sydney's pussy, lapping as if she were dying of thirst.

The pressure on his cock from two soft hands, as well as the scene under the table caused Tim's cock to harden, a fact not lost on Sydney. "Did I do that?" she asked innocently.

"Both of you did," answered Tim honestly. Sydney moaned as Cheryl continued tongue fucking her and squeezed Tim's hardening cock tighter. Suddenly Cheryl popped from under the table and slid into the booth. Sydney's hand never left Tim's cock, and her eyes told the story. 

"I never knew a man's dick could feel so good," she said simply.

"If you think it feels good in your hand, just wait till he puts that thing in your hot pussy!" said Cheryl, sliding the curtain back just as the waitress arrived with their food. After setting their plates down, she moved to Cheryl and kissed her.

"I see you've been playing under the table again! Umm, she tastes good! Let me know if there's room for one more!" she said as she left, sliding the curtain back to close the booth.

Absently, Sydney was stroking Tim's cock when she realized just what she was doing. Releasing it somewhat reluctantly, she put both hands in her lap, which was still uncovered from Cheryl's oral attack. Tim leaned over and whispered, "You were doing very well. Any time you want to resume, feel free."

Sydney seemed to blush, and smiled shyly. "That's the first time I've touched a man since my husband and I divorced, but I've got to admit, it felt pretty good," she said, looking at his pulsing cockhead with its drop of precum about to drip down his shaft. Reaching down quickly, she scooped it on the tip of her finger and quickly licked it off.

Cheryl noticed but kept quiet, looking at Tim and winking. While they ate, the conversation centered on work until a jazz combo started playing soft, sensual music. "You hear that?" Cheryl asked. "It's music for lovers! Come on you two!" 

When they got to the small dance area, they embraced awkwardly. Still, they managed and there was plenty of body contact. Cheryl kissed Sydney, then Tim and began rubbing her hands up and down their sides. Reaching Sydney's breast, she slid her hand to the nipple and caressed it as only a lover could. Sydney responded by turning Tim's face to hers and kissing him fervently. As Cheryl moved her hand downward towards her pussy, Sydney became more demanding with her kiss. Her tongue played on Tim's, sliding and writhing like a snake, and creating incredible sensations. He was using one hand on Cheryl's hips, trying to get it under the hem of her skirt, and the other caressing Sydney's ass. 

Suddenly, Cheryl turned him around and embraced him from the back, while Sydney slid into his arms, presenting her tits for his attention. With Cheryl gently humping his ass and playing with his nipples, Sydney pulled up her dress and showed him her delightful cunt, complete with landing strip. 

"Well, what do you think?" she asked seductively. 

Before he could answer, Cheryl moved her hands from his nipples to Sydney's. "I think I am the luckiest man in the world, and this is the sexiest dance I've ever had," answered Tim as he cupped Sydney's pussy and felt her heat. Sliding a finger into the hottest pussy he had ever felt, Tim knew he was in for a very interesting night.

Cheryl moved around the couple and embraced Sydney from behind. Cupping her breasts, she whispered in Sydney's ear, then snaked her tongue in and around it. Sydney threw her head back and moaned as Tim continued to slide his finger in and out of her steaming pussy in time with the music. All movement stopped, and Sydney humped Tim's finger, building speed until she grabbed him and climaxed quietly. 

Looking him in the eye, she said, "That was wonderful. Let's get out of here where you can really work some magic on me!"

Putting clothes back in some semblance of order, the trio paid their bill and hailed a taxi. With Tim between them in the back seat, Cheryl and Sydney went to work on his cock immediately and had it glistening with saliva quickly. Taking turns sucking it, they had him squirming in the seat.

While Sydney sucked his cock, Cheryl had taken his middle finger and was giving it similar treatment, until Tim reached under her skirt and inserted it into her cunt. He slid his digit in and immediately found her clit, launching her into her first orgasm of the night. 

Her moan caused the cab driver to look into the rear view mirror. For the first time, Tim noticed that she was the barmaid from the hotel bar. She smiled and winked, keeping her attention on the road, but glancing back occasionally.

Cheryl had come down and traded places with Sydney, attacking Tim's dick with a vengeance. Sydney simply watched her friend's head bobbing up and down on Tim's dick, rubbing her own erect nipples and giving Tim a very sensuous kiss.

Tim finally lifted Cheryl's head from his groin and told the two sexy sirens, "Let's get to the hotel and I'll give you what you want, hopefully as many times as you want." Again arranging clothes to a modicum of presentability, they made their way through the hotel lobby and to the stairs. Going ahead of him, Tim could only guess what the two hot vixens had in store for him. He didn't have long to wait.

When he entered the stairwell, he looked up to the landing and saw two perfect, round asses staring down at him. Wet pussy lips were completely visible, glistening in the subdued light of the stairwell. Taking the steps two at a time, Tim was almost within reach when Cheryl and Sydney squealed and ran to the next landing, again putting their delightful asses on display.

This time they waited for Tim and he gave each ass a playful smack with the palm of his hand before entering the hall and striding to his room, a girl hanging on each arm, trying to prevent him from using his room card. Clothes started flying as soon as the door was opened, and by the time it was closed, everyone was nude. Tim finally took control when he said, "Look, we all need to use the bathroom. You two go first and then I'll go. Would you like a drink?"

Giggling as they made their way to the bathroom, the girls chimed together and said, "Yeah! A drink of cum!!!"

Tim quickly downed a shot and was waiting when they returned to the room. "My turn," he said as he stopped and kissed each girl, exchanging sexy hugs and rubbing very intimate places. When he got to the bathroom, he was not surprised that both Cheryl and Sydney followed him in. Cheryl held his semi-erect cock and aimed it at the toilet while Sydney kissed him passionately, rubbing her breasts on his arm, and finally hugging him.

Cheryl had dried his cock with tissue and began stroking it lazily. When she had stroked him back to fuckable hardness, she slipped a cockring onto his shaft and settled it where his dick and abdomen met. Then she turned him so she could kneel and suck his entire cock into her mouth. Sydney slipped behind him and pressed her body to his back. Tim looked in the mirror and saw the reflection of the most erotic scene he had ever seen.

A voluptuous blonde sucking his cock like it was the last one on earth, and a sexy brunette rubbing his nipples from behind, whispering in his ear. "Damn! I'm a lucky man," he said quietly. "No, you're a great lover and you're about to fuck two very hot, ready women," said Cheryl, as she stood up and kissed his lips briefly. "Now, let the games begin!"

The trio walked out of the bathroom to the bed. "OK, so how are we going to do this?" asked Tim, aware that Sydney may still have reservations.

Sydney spoke up and said, "I am ready to fuck you, let you fuck me, and then, we'll fuck Cheryl!" said Sydney, as she climbed onto the bed, putting her ass in the air and giving Tim his first look at her succulent pussy. It glistened with moisture and her lips were swollen and red, giving them the appearance of fresh, ripe fruit, waiting to be devoured. He clit was peeking from its hood, and Tim made a mental note to visit there soon with his tongue.

Looking at Cheryl for approval and getting it, he moved to Sydney's waiting ass and put his face close enough to breathe in her heady aroma and blow softly on her lips. Sydney moaned and Tim gently placed his tongue on her clit, rocking it back and forth. A delicate groan let him know he was doing it right, so he put more pressure on the lovebud, causing Sydney to shake and wiggle her ass.

"Oh, fuck! You're so fucking good! Right there! Yesss! Yesss! Suck my clit! I'm cuuuumming!" shouted Sydney as her first orgasm overtook her. Tim held her hips and kept her cunt to his face, enjoying the spasms she was producing. Giving her one final lick, he stood up and, keeping one hand on the small of Sydney's back and grabbing his throbbing cock with the other, he began sliding the head up and down her dripping slit. Sliding his cockhead past her lips, Tim stopped and let her acclimate to his presence. 

"Damn, that feels good," cooed Sydney, as a man's dick invaded her pussy for the first time in years. "Just hold it there for a few seconds."

Tim held his hips still until Sydney began to wiggle her ass gently. "I think I'm ready now, but go slow," she said. As he started to slide his cock further into her steaming cunt, he felt a delightful sensation on the underside of his shaft. Cheryl had managed to slide under their bodies and get her face very near the point of their coupling. When Tim moved his cock, she licked it gently, reminding him of her oral skills. As she licked towards the head, she contacted Sydney's protruding clit and gave it a gentle tug. 

Sydney, barely able to contain herself, moved back involuntarily and found herself completely filled with a hot, throbbing eight-inch cock. Tim stroked her easily, and with Cheryl's assistance, put Sydney over the edge for a small climax that brought a smile to her face. As she looked over her shoulder, she was beaming, her eyes heavy-lidded, and her mouth slightly open.

"That was fucking great!" she said. "I'm ready for more!"

Cheryl moved from between the two and positioned herself under Sydney's torso so she could lick and suck the twin orbs dangling and swaying gently. After capturing a tit in her hand and attaching her mouth to the nipple, she reached Tim's cock and urged him to start fucking. Taking the hint, he began sliding his cock in and out of the hottest, tightest pussy he had ever encountered. The angle of Sidney's ass created enormous pressure on his shaft and he realized that she was enjoying the fact that his underside was rubbing her clitoris. Her pleasure was evident by her moans, and Tim put all of his concentration into giving her the fucking she wanted. 

She fucked back with every stroke, managing to rotate her hips slightly, increasing the contact on his cockhead and shaft, generating unbelievable heat. Tim, knowing the cockring would prevent him from coming, fucked her with measured, powerful strokes that brought both of them immense pleasure, soon causing Sydney to abandon her gentle rotation and simply hump his cock for all she was worth. She moaned as Cheryl left the succulent breast she had been sucking and positioned herself in front of Sydney, her legs in the air, her pussy directly under Sydney's face.

Needing no invitation, Sydney dove into her lover's cunt with renewed vigor. Tim drove into her pussy and she drove her tongue into Cheryl's mouthwatering slit. Using all her skills, she soon had Cheryl writhing in climax, holding Sydney's head to her pussy and screaming, "Oh, fuck Syd! Eat that pussy! Fuck my cunt with your tongue! OHHH yesss! I'm cumming!" Grinding her pussy into Sydney's face, Cheryl seemed to climax forever.

Tim waited patiently until Sydney realized his cock was still buried ballsdeep in her still torrid cunt. She looked over her shoulder and said, "Sorry for the interruption lover. She made me do it!"

"No problem," he replied, beginning to slide his cock back and forth. They soon recaptured their former sensuous rhythm and Sydney began moaning deep in her throat. As the moans became groans, she began to form words.

"Gonna cum. Gonna cum! Cumming! Fucking cuuuming!!!" she yelled, burying her face between Cheryl's widespread legs and groaning in immense pleasure. Tim took the opportunity to pump deeply a few more strokes and he withdrew his glistening cock from her totally fucked cunt.

"Are you OK?" he asked quietly.

"Oh, damn, I'm more than OK. I'm fine as can be for a woman who's never been fucked completely before. Cheryl was right-you are some kind of lover!" she said, as she crawled up beside her sexy co-worker. Looking at Tim, she said, "Now let's give her some pleasure."

Cheryl slid down so that she was lying flat of her back and Tim slid up beside her, his cock making contact with the outside of her thigh. "I've got a place for that monster," she said as she stroked it lovingly. Sydney had already attacked Cheryl's nipple and was sucking it determinedly. Tim began kissing her other breast and soon, they had Cheryl writhing and begging for more. "I need something in my pussy now!" she demanded, grabbing Tim's cock and urging him to get between her legs.

Knowing that he had plenty of time, he slid down her body until his face was even with her hips. Sydney took the opportunity to suck each nipple as Tim kissed Cheryl's thighs, making sure to run his tongue in the crease between her leg and pussy. He inhaled her gloriously musky aroma and told her, "I can smell your excitement. I just need to taste your cunt before I get my cock in there. It's so tight, I might not be able to get it in, so I'll just lubricate it first."

"Oh, goddamn! Shut up and do something!" she yelled.

Tim wasted no more time, putting her hips over his shoulders and plunging his face into her steaming pussy and immediately latching onto her engorged clit, sending her into orgasmic bliss. She bucked against his face to no avail. His hold on her hips allowed him to maintain intimate contact between his lips and her clit, giving it no relief. Sydney held onto her tits and mauled the nipples, stretching them to their limit. Cheryl came for a full three minutes, screaming, pounding the bed with her fists, pulling Tim's hair and trying to put his face into her pussy.




Flying The Friendly Skies



This is a quick one. I was inspired while on one of my many flights. 

*

"When the captain turns off the fasten seat belt sign..."

I sat slightly forward hoping that the young Captain sitting across the isle from me would get a good view down my shirt. I had rather ample bosoms and the low cut shirt and Victoria Secret bra I was wearing made them look even bigger.

He had caught my eye when he boarded the plane and I had hoped that he would take the seat next to me. To my luck, an overweight aging business man sat next to me, and the Captain sat across the isle next to a June Cleaver look-a-like. 

I listened as he spoke softly to the woman next to him. He would be flying the next leg of this flight, but for now he planned on sitting back and enjoying the ride. 

He was a handsome man. No older than 30 with a brown crew cut, piercing blue eyes, and a strong square jaw. His lips were full and sexy, and his ass had filled out his uniform pants very nicely.

As he laughed at something the older woman said, he glanced my way. I had been noticing each glance he stole. They were becoming more frequent. And even though he was trying to hide the fact, it was apparent his gaze was locked on my tits each time.

A soft ding sounded and the seatbelt sign turned off. He looked my way again and I turned slightly, waiting for his eyes to reach my face. I gave him a huge smile and tilted my head to the side, indicating the rear of the plane. His face showed no reaction.

I then unbuckled my seatbelt and stood up. As I made my way toward the back of the plane and the cramped bathrooms, I could feel myself getting wet.

I slid open the door to the restroom, looking back toward the front of the plane. He was watching but had an odd look on his face. Had the pilot really never been propositioned on a plane before? I found that hard to believe. Perhaps he had not understood the non-verbal cues? It was looking more and more like I'd be getting myself off in the bathroom.

He continued to stare, and I met his eyes once more and smiled. "Come on sexy," I thought to myself, "Figure it out before some balding business man feels the need to drop a load."

I turned and entered the restroom, closing the door but not locking it. I stood there for maybe two minutes before I heard a light tap on the door. I stood back as the door opened and the young pilot stood there looking dumbfounded. I just smiled and crooked my finger at him, motioning for him to enter.

He hesitated only briefly before entering, closing the door and sliding the lock home. His eyes narrowed as they roamed all over my body. When they finally reached my face there was confusion and desire in his eyes.

I leaned forward and brushed my lips against his. They were just as soft as they looked. After a moments hesitation, they were crushed against mine in a demanding kiss. His tongue prodded for entrance and I eagerly submitted by tangling my own against his plundering muscle. His hands groped my chest, squeezing my breasts to the point of pain. I moaned into his mouth, voicing my approval of his rough treatment.

The neck of my shirt was loose and low cut and as he pulled down on the fabric, my tits were exposed. They were barely contained by the lace material of my bra and a nipple was already exposed. 

His kisses began to travel across my jaw to my lower neck as he deftly plucked each breast from its meager confines. His fingers twisted and pinched each nipple as his mouth sucked just below my left ear.

My hand made its way down to his crotch and his rather impressive bulge. I could feel the outline of his hard cock as I rubbed it through the fabric of his pants.

I gasped as his mouth finally found my large and erect nipples. He sucked them into his mouth as his hands continued to ruthlessly squeeze my breasts.

As I used one hand to massage the front of his pants, the other was struggling with his zipper. I wanted my mouth on that cock and soon. As soon as the zipper was released I reached my hand in his pants to cup his massive erection. I squeezed against the soft cotton as I sought out the opening of his boxer briefs. Finally my finger made contact with the silky hardness of his cock and I stroked the length of him with my hand. He bit down harshly on a nipple as his hand reached up instinctively to cover my mouth, stifling my moan. 

After of few stokes of his cock, I pulled its length from the confines of his uniform pants. He was larger than I thought and I licked my lips in anticipation.

The hand that had moments ago suppressed my groan was now eagerly pressing my head downward. I held back a smile as I rejoiced that he was, after his initial trepidation, completely into this.

The restroom did not afford room for him to stand and me to kneel before him, so I sat down on the commode as I leaned forward to take the head of his hard shaft between my lips. He tasted salty and just a little sweet. I pulled back and licked my lips, looking at him before resting my tongue against his purple head. His eyes closed, head thrown back in a silent moan, as his hands settled on either side of my face. He guided my mouth further onto his waiting cock. I moaned as his length entered my hot mouth, the vibration giving him pleasure as his hips jerked back slightly.

My mouth now took in his entire length, the tip of his cock bumping the back of my throat as he began to thrust himself in further. I breathed slowly through my nose to keep from gagging as his hands continued to force my head further onto his cock. I swallowed as my nose touched his groin, and his grip on my head tightened. The slight pain excited me even more. 

We started a frantic rhythm of sucking and thrusting as I reached between his legs to cup his balls. Rolling each between my fingers, I then ran my index finger just below them as I sucked his entire length into my mouth. Saliva dripped from the sides of my mouth and I was sure that anyone waiting outside the door would be able to hear the sucking and slurping noises I was making. 

That final deep pull of my throat must have been his undoing because he suddenly jerked me to my feet. Violently he spun me around and pushed down on my back, bending me over the toilet. I caught myself with my hands just before my face slammed into the wall. 

I thrilled as I felt his rough hands push my skirt up over my ass. He growled quietly as he ripped my now soaked thong from my body. Without warning he thrust into my sopping pussy, fully impaling me on his cock. His thrusts were hard and quick, pushing my body forward with each movement. I could feel his cock banging against my cervix with each plunge and reveled in the pleasure of the pain it caused. I loved a forceful fucking. 

He lasted only a few minutes before pulling my ass back against him and shooting his seed deep inside my quivering cunt. After several moments he pulled out and stood there catching his breath as I watched over my shoulder. I stood and turned to face him. I could feel his cum leaking down my leg. I reached my hand between my legs, gathering up his thick milky jism on my fingers. I brought them to my mouth, licking the sweet cum from them, savoring the taste of our combined juices on my tongue.

He just stood watching me for a moment. A soft ding sounded in the enclosed space. The fasten seatbelt sign had come back on. I reached down, tucking his now flaccid prick back into his pants and pulled his zipper up. Tucking my swollen tits back into their confines, I adjusted my clothing and gave the stunned pilot a wink as I unlocked the door and returned to my seat, his cum leaking from my pussy with each step.



Flying the Friendly Skies



Carl Reece was a 28 young up and coming junior vice president of large international bank. His career was fast track due to his university results and had made the bank millions of pounds in his short 5 years he has been to the bank.

Today he was sat in the British Airways VIP lounge in Terminal 5 of Heathrow airport. He sat their reviewing the latest trades on his Ipad whilst he sipped a scotch and soda. Pleased that his latest stock predictions had paid off. I young man in a BA uniform approach him, his name was Tim is personal airline assistant who greeted him from curb where his car dropped him and escorted him through the check in area.

Tim had come to get him to board the new Airbus A380 on his flight to Hong Kong. Carl was greeted by a very attractive blond in BA uniform who took off of Tim and escorted him to his first class seat. She introduced herself as Claire and would be looking after him for the duration of the flight. She also mentioned that the outbound flight only had 2 passengers in the first class section.

20 minutes later the plane thundered down the runway and took off into the evening sky. Soon the seat belt light was turned off and Claire returned her tailored uniform jacked replaced by a service wrap.

She handed him a scotch and soda and stopped for a brief chat. His eyes lingered on her legs. Carl always had a thing for classy ladies, and Clare clearly did not grow up on a council estate. The flags on her name take showed she spoke several languages and her posture showed a private school education. Clare smiled straightened herself up and smoothed her pinstripe skirt. Carl followed her perfect arse as it swayed to the rear of the cabin. Carl took a sip of his drink and blow out his breath and said wow.

Carl immersed himself in his work and was snapped back to reality when Clare brought his meal. He ate his meal and without asking Clare brought him another scotch and laid it beside him. After a few minutes he lifted the glass and notice something written on the napkin. It read meet me in the crew rest area, there was a lipstick impression signing it. He unfolded it and it had a little map to pointing to the crew rest area. 

He unfastened his seat belt and finished his scotch and started to walk aft of the plane. He passed through the Club world section and entered the divide to the world traveller section or cattle class. Looking round he looked to see if any crew was around and seeing he was alone he lifted the door in the floor to the crew rest area. He quickly descended the stairs closing the hatch behind him.

At the bottom he looked around the small cabin and counted 12 bunks. Laying on a bunk at the far end was Clare propped up one elbow reading a magazine. She looked up and smiled. She said she thought she had not gotten her message. She climbed out of the bunk and walked past him and stepped into the stairwell and clicked the lock on. 

She told him they had 20 minutes before she had to be back on duty. He took her in fully as she stood there in a well trained hostess pose with one leg in front of the other toes pointed, hand glas behind her back. She had already shed her service gullet and he saw her well tone curves under her white uniform blouse. He took the quick step between them and his mouth was on hers. Their tongues danced in each others mouths as their hands explored their bodies. Carl unbuttoned her blouse revealing a virgin white bra Reaching inside he freed the clasp at the back freeing her breasts. His tongue lapped up her left nipple as his hand rolled the right between his thumb and fore finger. She held his head as he worship her breasts. His spare hand reached under the tailored pinstripe skirt and passed her 15 denier barely black stocking tops. and found the rapidly moistening panties. She panted as he rubbed he hot pussy through the lacy material. After few minutes she pulled him off her and sank to her knees. Pushing his against the bulk head she clawed at his trousers and soon had them and his pants around his ankles. 

She engulfed his 8 inch cock into her immaculately rouges painted lips. She worked is cock whilst her hand played with his balls. Carl was sent in to orbit by this expert blowjob. He was close to blowing when he reluctantly pulled her off. She gave him a wicked grin know full well that she had brought him to the edge of flooding her mouth. 

Pulling her to her feet they locked lips as the stepped back towards a bunk. Carl pulled Claire's skirt up around her waist and laid her on the bunk parting her legs he knelt between them and ate his way from her feet to her pussy and ate her out through the virgin white panties. She closed her eyes and wrapped her legs tight around his head.

He licked her hard and deep and felt her cum in his mouth. He climb on to the bed and their lips met. He pulled he panties to the side and slipped his cock into her and started to fuck her slowly. He quickened his pace and soon she was panting in time to his thrusts. We took her breast into his mouth and sucked on her nipples. This caused her eyes to widen and grasp her teeth as she felt her second orgasm building. He increased his thrusting and he felt her pussy lips contract around his cock as she let go her second orgasm. This was enough and it sent him over the edge and he flooded her womb with his seed. Spent he clasped next to her on the bunk.

She looked into his eyes and he could see she was not finished with him yet. She sucked his tongue back into her mouth and reached down and stroked his soften cock between her well manicured hands. She alternated the stroking between rubbing the perineum skin between his balls and arse. Every time she rubbed him there sent a shiver though his body and his cock started raise back to life. With Carl mostly erect she slid down and took him back into her mouth.

She bobbed up and down whilst her left hand wanked his shaft and the other played with his arse and balls. In no time she had him rock hard and she broke away. Stepping off the bunk she bent over grabbing the ladder to the upper bunk inviting Carl to enter her. He climb of the bunk and came up behind her and she parted her legs and used her fingers to open her pussy for him. Without further hesitation he pushed into her and started to slid in and out of her. She steadied herself with one hand on the ladder and the other played with her nipples. 

Having recently cum Carl had more staying power the second time round and fucked her slowly at first but she ordered him to fuck her hard. He obliged and penetrated her fast and deep. She cried for him to make her cum. He reached forward using the ladder to steady himself and using his free hand rubbed her breast. This freed her spare hand and she made good use of it playing with her clit. As her orgasm hit she clamped his cock and she felt her juice slip passed his cock onto her finger. She licked them clean and told him to pull out. 

He did and she turned round pushed back up to the bulk head and swallowed him whole. She again suck and wanked him and played with his balls and arse. It took less than a minute until his cock swelled in her mouth and shot its load into her eager mouth. She let his spent member from her mouth licking the tip clean and showed him his cum on her tongue before swallowing it. He pulled her to her feet and they shared a long passionate kiss.

She looked at her wrist watch and saw the time. Quickly she pulled Carl's pants and trousers up and fastened them. Carl loosened his tie and released his top button. Clare handed him a bottle of water and quickly refastened her bra and buttoned her blouse, tucking her cravat into the blouse front. She pulled her panties back in place and pulled her skirt back down and smoothed it straight. She grabbed her service gillet and gave him another kiss fastened the in-flight jacket and disappeared up the stairs telling him to wait a minute before following.

Catching his breath he climb the stairs and peered out to check the cost was clear. At the top was another stewardess. She giggled and told him the coast was clear. He stepped into the isle and started back to front of the plane. He passed a guy in a suit and looked back to see the stewardess he just chatted to walk down the stairs and was followed by the new guy. As he turned to face front heard the hatch lock click.

He returned to his seat without seeing Clare. he settled in to his seat and had a little sleep. He was awoken by Clare placing a hand on his shoulder. It was meal time and she passed his food. She was once again fully business like and formal. 

Carl ate his meal then noticed another message on his napkin. It was her phone number and the name of the hotel the crew was staying at in Hong Kong and the message I hope you'll be fully recovered. It is a pleasure to serve you with a lipstick kiss to sign it. 

He pulled a business card from his pocket and slipped it onto his tray with the note I'm ready when you are. She soon cleared his tray away and he could not await to land.