2 comments/ 8736 views/ 0 favorites New Zealand Miracle By: TheShadowdrake The sun suddenly peaked over the horizon and pierced through the clouds. Sunlight reflected off of the wing of Air New Zealand Flight 314 and hit Drake Devereaux's face with double the intensity. His eyes fluttered open and quickly switched to squinting out his window. Morning at last, kind of. He forgot how much he hated the long flight to Japan last year. Ten and a half hours straight from San Francisco to Tokyo was almost too much to bear, but apparently it was nothing compared to this thirteen hour flight from San Fran to Auckland, New Zealand. He shook his head quickly and vigorously as to fling an idea from his head, "Aotearoa not New Zealand," he reminded himself. He turned to sit straight in his chair and let out a powerful and exhaustive yawn and stretched his whole body. Thank God he managed to sleep through the whole flight, he couldn't have stood being so anxious as he was when he was awake. This whole scenario hadn't quite sunk into his brain yet. He glanced at his watch and gazed blankly at it. How could they still be 5 hours away? It was bright out when he fell asleep and... oh... the whole planet rotating thing. Unfortunate. He took a moment to lean back into his seat and went through the replay in his mind yet again. Less than a year ago, he had started playing one of those Facebook games as a means to pass the time at his snail speed night audit job at a hotel. It was actually one with a chat room with an active community and allowed you to play with other people at the same time in the same room. It also involved strategy and effort in order to be successful. None of this, work on your farm by yourself and then leave for 2 days and everything would be hunky dory. He had come across Alyssa, a girl in his alliance that was helpful, thoughtful, fun and active. They immediately found some common ground such as being athletes and very competitive and eventually stuck by each other as they played the game. Chats went from being simple chat, to slightly flirty, to pretty straight forward, to downright dangerous, and eventually to "popping each others cyber cherries." They both knew that was all it was going to be but they did take advantage of it time and time again. Drake was convinced that this girl was a hell kitten in bed but had resigned himself knowing that going to New Zealand, sigh, Aotearoa was never going to happen... Not on his salary and not any time soon and never would have happened if not for that near miracle he was involved in. She was descriptive, dirty, kinky and spurred him on unlike any of the girls Drake had actually been with. He could still clearly remember the first time that they went down that path. He was nervous as hell. He'd always lambasted his friends for getting into any sort of online relationship, even if it was in the same city, and here he was about to cyber with a girl that lived 7,500 miles away. The conversation had shifted so quickly that before he knew it she was talking about being on her knees and licking his shaft. Taking his "sexy balls" in her palms before swallowing him all the way down her thr... "Morning sir! Would you like some coffee?" The flight attendant's voice teleported him back to his chair. He stared at her for a brief moment, smiled and declined the offer. She gave a gracious nod of the head and a devious smile and moved on. No, he needed to get back to sleep. He was started to get worked up just thinking about it. Taking a quick peak downstairs he noticed he was straining against his khakis at full mast. No wonder the flight attendant was smirking. He rolled to face the window once again, took a good look at the beautiful ocean below, closed the shutter and then his eyes. "Laaaadies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking, please follow the flight attendants orders and stay in your seats until we have been completely taxied to our gate. I know you are all anxious to get off and enjoy yourselves but for FAA safety regulations you must remain seated. We do thank you for riding with us and hope that you do enjoy beautiful New Zealand and keep on comin." Drake was barely awake but still found that second half of that announcement to be way too filled with double entendres for his liking right now. He opened the window shutter just to make sure that they were indeed on the ground. They were... It was finally going to happen. It all finally struck him like a bolt of lightning. He had just traveled a third of the world to meet, and probably fuck, a girl that he had never seen before and would likely never see again. This had to be the longest premeditated one night stand, well six night stand, in average mankind history. Would she be just like she told him? She never showed him a picture but he didn't care. If she could do a tenth of the things she said she could, this would be the greatest experience of his life. What about him though... He had spent all this time building up how good he was in bed. He had never had a complaint, granted he had only been with six girls, in fact every girl couldn't stop telling him how good he was. Mattie, his first love and lover and current best friend, still tells him to this day that he is a million times better than her fiancé Rick. Drake knew he had a little pudge after his glory days playing college football but he was still in exceptional shape as he still played sports 4 days a week and hiked or ran the rest. He stood 6'5" tall and weighed about 275 lbs. He had lucid blue eyes, a shaved head, full goatee, and a pretty goofy looking smile. He still could bench about 355 lbs and leg press 745 lbs and even though that was a far cry from his college numbers, it was still pretty impressive. His favorite attributes about himself were his massive 10.5" hands, his sculpted calves, and his cock was a solid and thick 7.5". Mattie never could get her fingers to touch and it made her scream. That wasn't what was worrying him though, Alyssa sounded a lot more experienced that he was. She regaled him with a dozen stories of boyfriends and "Mr. Right Nows." What if he wasn't even in her top five? Hell her top ten? What if his dick was too small for her? He knew that he had pleased all the women he had been with before but this was different somehow. Performance level is never something a guy wants to fret about and he was well beyond fretting... he was almost in panic attack mode. He looked around and saw all the people slowly starting to move forward. They must have docked already. Drake tried to move but felt paralyzed, it was like he was being physically restrained from leaving... Maybe it was a sign. "Sir, you have to unbuckle your belt before you can leave," the flight attendant gently whispered to him giving an almost knowing smile. Blood rushed to his face in embarrassment. "So much for my sign," Drake muttered underneath his breath as he tried to smoothly play his way out of this one. Everyone was looking at him... some of them staring at him further down his body. He opened his eyes a little wider and quickly walked out the plane door and tried to fix his erection that was bulging at the seams. How did she have this effect on him? Normally he was the least sex driven person he knew. He loved sex but he always downplayed its importance in a relationship. Alyssa made him want it bad... hell, it made him need it. After every "chat" they had, he would fine more and more women undeniably attractive. The hotel housekeepers, the delivery lady, the kitchen lady... hell even his 60 year old coworker was starting to look like Lucy Lawless. Great, now he was thinking of Aotearoan women to compare other women to. All this wasn't helping the raging beast struggling to get out. It was actually starting to get physically painful. "Bunnies! Kittens! Puppies!" Drake was spewing out anything and everything out of his mouth to get him to think about something else and kill his erection, "Paris Hilton!" Bingo! His mind recoiled a little bit and his pants became instantly more slack. "Who knew that she was actually good for killing a boner the opposite way as well," he chuckled to himself. "Next in line," was shouted directly at him. He looked up. He was at the second customs checkpoint already. When did he get there? When did he even grab his luggage? He grinned to himself at the thought of him wandering through the terminal looking like a zombie. He went through the motions with the customs agent. He was going to be here 6 days, no he didn't have any fruits or vegetables to declare, no family, he was going to be staying with a friend. He started to chuckle again. "A friend, is that what you are calling her," he almost sighed through his teeth when he said it to himself. The agent looked up at him, smiled and directed him to how to get to the terminal lobby. This was it, he was cleared for take-off, so to speak. He nervously walked the directions just dictated to him on a pair of boneless legs. Each step was increasingly more difficult to manage as he tried to keep his composure. As he approached the large sliding glass double doors, he could see a throng of people outside waiting to pick up their family and friends. Which one was she going to be? All he had was a description of her... This was terribly ill conceived and even more poorly planned out. As soon as he stepped through the door, he didn't even have to scan the crowd to find her. There she was and she was more stunning than he ever though imaginable. It had to be her, 5'7" inches and a full athletic build. She looked to be a size 6, long shimmering raven black hair down to the mid of her back, with dark brown eyes that sparkled with a burning yet reserved intensity and a smile that both melted his heart and transformed his cock into a solid piece of steel. Her lips full soft and supple and were perfectly arched on top. He could tell that she was proud of her smile and her lips just by the way she was keeping them taut while the rest of her was relaxed. Her breasts were a full size 34C and were trying to burst out of the constraining thick shirt she was wearing. Her left arm was wrapped underneath her breasts and her right arm was resting on her left hand while she rested her chin on her right hand. Her shoulders were well built and had firm tone arms, she was definitely an athlete. Best of all was her skin, which was a light tan and he could tell was starting to get deeper. It was flawless in its complexion and seemed to glow with a radiant light that drew him to her. He looked back at her face which was fixated resolutely on him with a huge yet nervous smile on her face. She saw him and the adventure was officially on. He made a bee-line for her and when he got about 15 feet away he suddenly realized he didn't prepare anything to say. All this time waiting and worrying and he didn't once think of what to say. So he dropped his bags, kind of half smirked, and threw his hands up lightly as if to say, "Well I'm here, what do we do now?" She walked confidently up to him with a fiery smile and threw her arms around his neck and gave him a calm relaxing hug. At least one of them was calm with the situation. She withdrew a little bit and looked at him in the eyes and gave a small light laugh. God, her laugh was even beautiful. She drew his head down past hers and put her mouth next to his ear. "You weren't kidding, he is incorrigible isn't he," as she turned away barely sliding her firm ass along the length of his erection. He gasped for breath from both embarrassment and shock while she gave a lingering laugh, "Let's go Iron Man." Drake was in a trance as he followed her. He couldn't make up his mind wear he should be staring. Be respectful and look at the back of her head, take in the sight of her beautiful hair or her toned arms and shoulders, fixate on the small of her back and her shapely ass, or follow her long slender and sexy legs. After what seemed like half an hour he decided a compromise was in order and started to alternate. She glanced back at him and laughed again, "You can stare at me all you want soon enough. Let's just get to the car before traffic starts to pick up." He blushed and apologized and nothing more was said all the way to the car. She had parked all the way on the bottom floor of the garage against the furthest wall and there were no other cars in sight. As if reading his mind she spoke up, "I'm always afraid that someone is going to ding my car so I make it very hard for that to happen if possible." Smart idea he thought, you get some good exercise too from all that walking. He had packed pretty light and hit luggage fit easily into the trunk of her car. He walked around to the passenger seat and she was starting to sit down in it. "You want me to drive?" His voice almost sounded panicked. "Ha ha we are in Aotearoa now, passenger side is over there," she said pointing to the other side of the car. "Oh, right. I knew that I was just asking if you wanted me to drive." "Nice try!" she giggled while shaking her head slightly," Now get your ass in the car." Drake sauntered over to the passenger side and slid in. His cock bent at an awkward angle when he sat down and it made him wince. Hopefully this trip wouldn't take too long just so he could walk around and hopefully relax. It was a fairly nice car and had comfortable seats, it was a nice change compared to the plane seats he was just crammed in for 13 hours. It also had an amazing amount of leg room which was great for him. He was able to stretch his legs all the way out comfortably. He glanced at Alyssa out of the corner of his eye and noticed she hadn't started the car yet and was just sitting there staring slightly downward with her hands partially together. Maybe she was as shy and nervous as she said she was online. He had to say something. "So... How long is the ride going to be?" was all that he could blurt out and try to keep his cool. She sat there for a couple moments longer before craning her head at him with a devious smile. "Well the first one depends on you and the second one will take about an hour and fifteen minutes." Drake raised his left eyebrow and furrowed his right. There were two rides? Was this a rental and they had to take a train or public transit. How did the first one depend on him? He looked around the car and noticed that it was immaculately clean and didn't have any personal items and then spotted a sticker on the window. It was definitely a rental. He started to open his mouth to ask when her hand snaked over the middle console and found its way to his thigh, her fingers an inch away from his throbbing manhood. The light bulb above his head turned on... Oh, that ride. It started to piece together... parking in the deepest darkest spot, the very spacious and roomy rental car, the engine not being started yet... Change of thoughts, maybe she wasn't as shy. She grinned at him and very calmly said., "Why don't you give him some fresh air? He looks a little stuffy in there and he deserves better." Drake stared at her blankly with his jaw dropped a little bit. He studied her eyes and her face diligently; she was serious. He cleared his throat a little bit and cracked his neck and then started to unbutton his shorts. Her eyes were on fire as she subconsciously licked her lips and he swore he could hear her giving a deep guttural whimper. His cock was straining against his pants and he had to carefully maneuver the zipper back and forth in order to get it out and not get snagged. Her hand was rubbing more deeply into his thigh the more he worked his fly down. As soon as it got enough room, the big bulge in his underwear popped into view and made Alyssa coo. He started to reach down to fish his cock out of his boxers when she slapped his hand away. "Sorry, but this first time I am going to be in control. The rest of your stay may end up being completely different, but this is my country and therefore I get to make the rules the first time. Now lift your hips up off the seat and let me pull these annoying things off you." He did as he was told and she slid his shorts down to his ankle and then slithered her hand into his boxers and grabbed his cock. Her eyes lit up like she was a little girl who got just what she wanted for Christmas. "Oooooooh! I'm so glad you were telling the truth. It's been way too long since I've had my hand wrapped around a piece of meat this big. Let's see what it looks like," and pulled his boxers all the way down. His cock sprung up and slapped him in the stomach and she jumped back slightly startled at how fast it moved. "Mmmmmmm you're huge. Not the longest or the thickest I've ever had, but you may be the best combo of them all. Why don't you lean back and enjoy yourself. Oh! Don't you even think about touching me at all. Keep your hands to yourself the whole time or we'll drive back with you having blue balls. This first time is all me." Drake reached down and pulled the lever and reclined back while Alyssa reached out and grabbed his cock. Her fingers didn't meet either and that made both of them smile. She started to pump him slowly while she stared intently at his cockhead. She licked her lips a couple of times and then bit her lower lip. She darted her eyes at him and in a deep husky sexy voice said, "Are you ready for me to eat you? To devour your cock all the way to the balls? To worship your huge dick?" Before he could answer, her lips closed around his head sucking hard and tongue swirling around the tip. Drake felt his eyeballs roll up backwards into his head as she started pumping him while she worked the tip. He could feel her tongue sneak out from time to time and steal a taste of another part of his cock. He felt another pair of hands on his balls massaging away and he looked down to see Alyssa leaning across the console at such an angle that her head was almost in line with his body. The extra legroom made even more sense now. He could feel his arms start to rise to reach out and grab her hair or at least fondle her ass and maybe slip a finger in her from behind but stopped himself. He wasn't sure if she was the bluffing type and decided to let this play out the first time. She moved the hand on the shaft down to the base and started to take more and more of it into her mouth leaving a longer and longer trail of spit on his cock and slurping it right back up noisily. She made slight swiveling motions with her head and it created an electric feeling up his spine. Her eyes were staring up at him with a desire he had never seen before, she truly loved sucking cock. She was amazing, almost as good as Mattie he thought, and on cue she plunged her head all the way to the base and he could feel it slide all the way to the back of her throat without a hint of gagging. His body lurched forward and he physically grabbed the car seat keep his body from lifting off the ground. No one had ever been close to deep throating him before and she did it on a whim. Just when he thought it couldn't get any better, he felt her tongue escape through the little space she had left and have it land on one of his balls tucked tightly underneath. She slid it back and forth over both of his balls as her eyes rolled back up into her head and she moaned in pleasure. She was so much better than Mattie, she had to be the best cocksucker in the world, hands down. She lifted her mouth off all the way to the tip and stared at him and gave him a little wink while her little pink tongue swirled around his tip. Her hand on his balls released and climbed up his shirt to his pectorals and started raking her fingernails down his chest. She resumed bobbing her head up and halfway down his shaft in rhythm with her hand and occasionally going all the way to the base and using her tongue to work its magic. Audible smacks and slurping sounds as well as moans from her and groans from him were filling the car and all of the windows were fogging up. You could have been on the other side of the lot and figured out what was going on. That was incredibly erotic for him and made his cock twitch inside her mouth causing her to whimper a little bit. She was giving him the dirtiest and best blowjob of his life, and he would rank it ahead of having sex half of the girls he had been with. New Zealand Miracle Ch. 02 The last half hour was still a blur to Drake. He wasn't quite sure what had just transpired but knew it was amazing. They were driving to a Hell's Pizza back in her city and she was telling him everything he needed to know about what he was seeing. New Zealand had always been his life's number one vacation spot he wanted to visit since he was little and watched "Hercules: The Legandary Journeys" and "Xena: Warrior Princess." That desire to go grew even stronger when "The Lord of the Rings" trilogy came out. He knew it was going to be breath taking, be he had absolutely no idea how gorgeous it was really going to be. She was telling him names of all the different trees: the maidenhair, the smoke bush, the golden honey locust, the pin oak and dozens more. She linked the importance of the forest and nature to native Aotearoans, or Maori as they are actually called, such as herself. Many even say a prayer before cutting down any tree. It was all fascinating to him. Then she started talking about the kiwi bird. He smiled, she finally mentioned something that he knew about and could chime in what he already knew. Then it was back to being oblvious about everything that was Aotearoa. He thought he knew a lot more about this place than he actually did, and now he was getting a crash course from an amazingly beautiful girl that actually lived there. The beginning of this trip couldn't have been any more perfect and would consider this a great trip even if the rest of it was a disaster. "Alright we're here! Let's get out, I'm starving," and she bounced out of the car. Drake forgot that he had been hungry when he had gotten off the plane and his stomach gave him a solid, sudden reminder. He didn't feel ashamed though; afterall, who would have been concentrating on his stomach when he was balls deep in this girl's talented mouth? He hoisted himself out of the car and walked inside all the way staring at Alyssa's ass. It was so amazingly sexy to him and he toyed with the idea of walking behind her and wrapping his arms around her stomach and bringing her ass back against his crotch, which was at about half mast now. He let his old fashioned nature get the best of him and decided to let her control the speed on the first day. By the time she stopped walking, they were all the way inside. Drake looked up and got a kick out of the entire atmosphere. Seven of the pizzas were named after the seven deadly sins, the drinks were listed under nectar, and the desserts under ambrosia. He saw small thin cardboard coffins sitting on the glass top near the cash register and figured them to be to-go boxes. Looking around the establishment he saw lava lamps, wicked looking chandeliers, chairs that looked like they were on fire, and ghoulish looking wallpaper. This place really went balls out to enhance it's atmosphere. When they got to the front of the line, Alyssa took charge and ordered a large Lust pizza, which Drake found ironic and fitting, with a single large Coke. She started to pull out some money but Drake was already handing the cash to the girl behind the register. Alyssa shot him a look and opened her mouth to speak but was cut off. "No! Absolutely not. Chivalry is a big thing for me and I don't believe in girls paying for food, movies, going to the zoo, or any of that. That's something I'm not going to budge on so suck it up." She closed her mouth with kind of wide eyes and then curled the left side of her lips into a wicked smile. "Well, I guess I am just going to have to pay my half in other ways then." She winked, grabbed the drink and two straws and strolled off to find a table. He was back to being rock solid and he looked at the girl behind the counter who was smiling knowingly at him. She opened her mouth a little and used her right index finger to push it back up and laughed. He immediately got the hint and shut his now gaping mouth and followed Alyssa to their table. He adjusted himself and sat down. "You know," she said before taking a long drink, "I'm still not entirely sure I understand how you were able to get out here. I mean I got the premise but I'm not positive I can believe a story like that." "Listen it's hard for me to fathom as well. I told you, one of my buddies that I played high school basketball with made it to the NBA, as a reserve mind you. His team was playing the Nuggets in Denver, which is only 450 miles from me, and he offered me a couple tickets if I wanted to go. So I drove up, used my discount to stay in one of our hotels, and went to the game. The halftime promotion was 'Sink It To Win It.' Make a half court shot and win an all-expenses paid, minus souvenirs and fast food, trip to anywhere in the world. They had been having qualifying shots all season and 3 out of the 40 people had made it. Except, apparently one of the contestants didn't show up so they were looking for a replacement and called out a random seat number. The first one was a kid that was too young to participate, the second was a pregnant lady who declined, and the third one was me. "So I went down to the court at halftime to get told the rules and what-not. I was going to shoot last, which was fine, and I really wasn't nervous because I was essentially playing with house money. Halftime came and the three of us were introduced to the crowd and everyone cheered; made me miss playing ball a lot actually. Anyways, the first two guys missed pretty terribly and it was my turn. I have a pretty good arm so I didn't even take a running start, I cocked my arm back and threw it... and it slipped out of my hand and landed at the free throw line, fifteen feet short. It was dead on, but short." Alyssa laughed, "Damn! That sucks! Wait, if you missed, how did you win?" "Well, as I was telling you before this was all fate to me. The odds of me getting selected to participate in a game that I was very good at, to go do something that I have always wanted to do, in the one game pro game I have attended in the last three years is so incredible huge that it just seemed like fate. So after the ball landed short, it took one bounce and landed in the hoop. There was a lot of commotion and the organizers of the event were discussing what happened and eventually ruled that since a bounce shot like that would count in the NBA that it would count for the contest. So even though I screwed up hardcore on the shot, fate made its message clear. So when they came to me and asked where I wanted to go, I immediately blurted out New Zealand. Truth be told I didn't even think of you at the time, well maybe subconsciously, but I've always wanted to come here since I was a little kid. It was like I was not going to be denied. Being here with you is just like the cream cheese icing on the cake, and everybody knows that the cream cheese icing is the best part of the cake." Alyssa blushed a little bit and seemed to nervously looked around the restaurant. Thinking that he might have scared her a little bit with a cheesy line like that he blurted out, "But of course the icing wouldn't be anything without the cake. You can't just have the icing. The cake is what is important but the icing is just fun. I mean you can't just have an icing cake. Well maybe you could bu," Alyssa's finger to his lips cut him off. She was shaking her head and smiling. "It's cute how you try to fix things when you get nervous, but it is really ok. I just never thought this would happen. When we met online and talked, I told you that I was comfortable with what was going on because we'd probably never meet each other even if one of us happened to want to. That it was no-strings attached fun. Ever since you told me you were coming down here I've just been trying to make sense of it all. I don't want to think you came down here just for me because that would probably change things for me, but I trust you enough when you say that you really would have picked here even if you never had talked to me." "Sorry to put you in a bind like that Alyssa, but I definitely would have picked here regardless. I just figured even if nothing happened between us that you would be the best person to show me around if you were willing. If it would make you feel better that we didn't have sex the rest of my tri..." "Whoa whoa whoa, let's not get crazy here," she quickly and excitedly interjected. "if you are down here already and staying with me, I'm definitely going to have some fun and make him earn his keep." Her foot had made its way up to his crotch and was it was undetectable to anyone that wasn't crawling on the floor. "I can't just let him get away with thinking he owns the place. I have to make sure I show him who the boss is around the house." She leaned in and motioned for Drake to come closer and whispered, "Plus, I couldn't live with myself if I had a monster like yours under my roof and I didn't ride him all night long. I also want to see which one of us wears out first and try all those moves out that you teased me with. No, we are going to fuck like rabbits every night until one of us breaks." She pulled away and licked her lips while looking at Drake, whose eyes were as wide as monster truck tires, and she let out a loud laugh. She really started rubbing him deeply with her feet and he started to groan, "Oh, you are going to be so much fun to play with," she hissed at him right as their order was being called out. "I'll go get it. I don't think you are in proper shape to go get it," and she bounced up and headed towards the counter. She was right, his cock was harder than he could ever remember it being and he wasn't even sure he'd be able to stand up without either ripping his pants or breaking it off. "You know that you're the biggest cock-tease that I've ever even heard of, let alone met, right?" She stopped dead in her tracks and turned around with a less than pleasant look on her face. She walked back to him with her face turning more into a scowl and got close to him and somehow screamed a whisper at him. "Hey! You can call me those things later behind closed doors but never out in public! I don't tolerate it and neither should your chivalry." Her face instantly turned from looking like the gates of hell into looking like a smiling sweet innocent angel, "but yes I know. It's one of my best attributes and puts me into control. You should be expecting more and more of it every day" She winked and twirled back around and properly walked to go get the pizza. When she returned, she did so with a massive looking pizza with more meat and meat types than he ever imagined could go on a pizza: Venison pepperoni, Salami, Ham, Bacon and Cabanossi. They both dug in and Drake had to admit that this was the best damn pizza he had ever had. Being a football player and traveling the United States had given him plenty of samples of pizza, but this was by far the best. It had to be the venison pepperoni. With about a quarter of the pizza left, they both stopped eating and exchanged light chat about what they wanted to go see while he was down there. They came up with some tentative plans and then switched the subject to hobbies, movies, sports, anything and everything came into play, especially laughter. After a while, something came to the forefront of Drake's brain. He had been holding the urge to take a piss after the need arose after his orgasm in the parking garage and now seemed as good a time as any for the sole fact that he no longer had a huge bulge to display to all the patrons of the restaurant. He excused himself from the table and made his way to the men's room. He opened the door and frowned when he saw both urinals taken and the regular sized bathroom stall was also closed; however, the handicapped stall was open. His bladder overruled his common courtesy and he quickly made his way to the stall, closed and latched it, and turned around. Even the bathrooms here were nicer and cleaner than back in the States. The walls fit the theme of the entire pizza parlor and almost made him a little uneasy. The toilet was surprisingly normal and thank God for that; Drake didn't think he could handle it looking like a skull or something like that. While he was looking around, he heard a couple flushes, sink being run and turned off and the bathroom door opening. He turned and scooted towards the toilet and unzipped and pull it out. He shrugged his shoulders, relaxed and nearly jumped out of his skin as his felt a small warm delicate hand wrap around his member from behind his right side. "It's a shame that he finally went soft," Alyssa's delicate voice drifted over his right shoulder as she started stroking his quickly growing cock," I was trying to keep him hard this entire vacation. I apologize. I'll do better I promise!" His urge to take a leak disappeared instantaneously. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back and let her gently but firmly stroke him to full length. "My my," she whispered, "he feels even bigger when I can't see him." Her left arm wrapped around him and slid up his shirt to his chest, which brought her body tightly against him and sent energy through his entire being. He reached back to pull her closer and grabbed the flesh of her lower back. Exposed flesh? She didn't have her shirt on! His mind started going into overdrive imagining what she was finally going to look like when he turned around. Drake made up his mind and he reached up to grab the back collar of his shirt and he peeled it off of his body. His left hand went to cover hers and hold it while she roamed his body and his right hand covered hers on his shaft. She gave a light laugh while she started to pump him faster, "I guess you are up for anything aren't you? Ooooooh we are going to have so much fun." Both her hands moved towards his belt and started unbuckling it and unbuttoning his pants. When she yanked the belt off, she started to squat down as she tugged his pants down to his ankles. Drake took this opportunity to spin around quickly and his cock smacked her directly on her left temple. Looking down on her somehow made his erection harder. She was a thing of beauty. Her shirt was off and she was wearing a revealing lacy sky blue bra that really showed off her breasts and didn't leave much to the imagination. It some how pushed her tits together while separating and exposing her cleavage. She was still wearing her skin tight jeans that showed off her ass even more as she was squatting down. She looked up at him as he reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair. He roughly pulled her hair down making her head snap back and made her look up at the ceiling. Staring into her eyes, he could tell that she was excited, that she wanted this. There was no fear whatsoever and she trusted him in what he was doing and to show her a good time. He wasn't going to disappoint her. "Stick your tongue out you little cockslut," he firmly barked at her. She complied by sticking her tongue out all the way and hovering it above her jaw. "I had a hard time believing that you were telling the truth all those months. A hot sexy nymphomaniac playing an online game and hooking up with a random stranger? I couldn't believe it." He started slapping the tip against her tongue which elicited an excited moan from Alyssa. "I see that it was a good thing I didn't believe cause it isn't true." She turned her head slightly, as much as she could from the strong grip on her hair, and raised an eyebrow in obvious confusion. "Yes, you told me that you loved sex and were dirty and all of that, but you didn't tell me that you lived for cock. That you can't survive without it. That you were the biggest cockslut in the entire world and would do anything anywhere just to get some. So I'm going to punish you for lying and make you my own private whore." Her eyes and face shifted from confusion to being filled completely with lust. She was obviously getting turned on from being talked to this way just like she said she would. He started to reward her by sliding his cock up and down her exposed tongue and saw her hands sneak down to her jeans and unbuttoned the clasp. As soon as he saw her hand slip inside of her jeans, Drake roughly pulled her hair towards him and slipped his dick down her throat all the way to his balls in one quick motion. Alyssa screamed in pleasure around his manhood and was thankfully muffled by the meat in her mouth. He continued to pull her hair back and forth while getting a good rhythm with his thrusting hips. She stopped playing with herself long enough to reach back and unclasp her bra and let it slide off. Drake's eyes were instantly drawn to the perfectly shaped breasts that were now visible to him. They had a very slight hint of sag but were full and firm. Her nipples were slightly bigger around than a quarter and were sticking out about a third of an inch and were just beckoning Drake's mouth to them. He somehow kept his composure and continued his pace of pulling all the way out until the tip was encircled by her lips and slamming it all the way back down; his balls slapping against her chin. Alyssa managed to keep her mouth in perfect position and her eyes trained on his as she stood up just enough to slide her jeans and sky blue thong down to her knees and then to her ankles, exposing her beautiful completely shaven pussy. Drake was biting his bottom lip and concentrating on not losing focus, which was hard because of how much she moaning every time he thrust. On one of the outstrokes, Drake's heart and Alyssa's head both froze when the bathroom door opened and heard a man giving a smoker's cough. Drake's heart sank as he heard the stall door next to his open and close, this was probably the end of their fun. He suddenly felt two hands pushing his hips backwards and forcing him down onto the toilet. She scooted as she could between his legs and gave him a devilish wink and leaned down and took one of his nuts into her mouth and sucked hard. He wanted to groan so loud but he couldn't give away his compromising position; Alyssa had to have known that. She had turned the tables on him and taken control of the situation. She switched back and forth between his balls and gave a couple licks up the length of his shaft between sucking. She would pump his shaft the whole time and look up at him smiling as best as she could. About two or three minutes in, Drake was having a hard time keeping quiet and knew the guy in the next stall was going to take a long while, and as a result he shifted back on the seat nervously. Alyssa immediately pinched his nipple, which made him instinctually open his mouth in pain, then proceeded to take his cock all the way down her throat and sucked hard while squeezing his balls.. Drake snapped his teeth shut and let out a loud, painful grunt despite his efforts to stay quiet. "I feel you mate! This pizza isn't anybody's friend after they eat it," came a deep grumbling voice on the other side of the stall. Drake started to laugh at his response and Alyssa gave a wink to him and resumed bobbing her head up and down his shaft. An idea found a way into Drake's head. If that guy thought that he was using the bathroom, then all the pressure was going to be on Alyssa to stay quiet. So when she finally let go of his dick to go lick his shaft, Drake stood up and grabbed her by her armpits and lifted her off the ground, out of her pile of clothes, all in one motion. He spun them around 180-degrees and got a great deal of satisfaction at her completely shocked reaction. He put her back on the ground and then grabbed her right knee and lifted it and placed her foot onto the toilet seat and bent her over slightly exposing her ass and shaven pussy. She looked over her left should with a look that said, "What are you doing?" He mouthed back to her, "Let's see how quiet you can be." His left arm hooked around her waist and started rubbing her clit while his right hand reached and grabbed her wonderful right breast. It was so firm and yet so soft and a slight whimper escaped her lips. He positioned his cock between her legs and pushed forward so it was sticking out beneath her pussy. He leaned back and bent his legs to give his cock a more upwards angle and slid his dick up and down her slit. Alyssa's breathing was becoming more labored as he teased her tit, pussy and clit. He rocked his hips back as far as he could and his cock popped up level with her hole. She whipped her head around and locked eyes with him, both of their eyes consumed with primal lust. She mouthed the words, "Fuck me hard," and that was all the encouragement he needed.