5 comments/ 19384 views/ 0 favorites Tonsiltown Tattletale Ch. 01 By: Oral Rex Chapter 1: PreCum Rex and Tabitha waited patiently in their comfy, wide, leather seats as the last travelers boarded the big airplane and filed past into economy, managing luggage, duty-free items and kids. There were over-stuffed bags to be heaved up into the overhead bins, then everybody got settled and the cabin crew passed though, snapping the bins closed. The forward cabin was only half-full, with nobody occupying the centre block of seats. Rex and Tabitha had a seat near the back of this cabin, in front of the divider and archway leading back to the economy section. While the bins were open, Rex had helped himself to a couple of blankets and extra pillows. Rex usually took the window seat when he flew, so Tabitha sat next to him by the aisle, separated by the divider between their seats. Now he and Tabitha disposed themselves in comfort, sharing the blankets over their laps. The stewardess, moving down the aisle, glancing to the left and right, inspected their seatbelts and offered magazines and newspapers, which they declined. Rex and Tabitha shared a smile, looking forward to their adventure. Rex's work would see him spend a few days in Hollywood. It was a great opportunity for Tabitha to explore the area while he was busy with his work. Her holiday spirit was rubbing off on Rex. She lifted the divider between their seats and snuggled up to him as far as her seatbelt allowed, waiting patiently, her blonde hair on his shoulder, her big, round tits on his forearm. He didn't mind, not at all. Her coy smile and the wicked look in her exotic blue eyes told Rex that her devious mind was planning something for his enjoyment - and hers. In due course, the plane left the gate and taxied out to the end of the runway. There it paused, the last flight out headed west that day. Tabitha leaned over Rex to watch out the small window. It was dusk, the sky was turning orange and the multi-coloured lights of the airfield twinkled all around them. Then, the engines wound up to a roar and a whine, the brakes were released and the lights started to move past the window, faster and faster, until the nose lifted. Almost immediately, sharp sounds from beneath the passenger cabin reverberated, then the roar abated and the ride grew very smooth. The ground rushed away, down and behind. The plane tilted effortlessly once, righted, and hurtled forward into the orange sunset. Rex and Tabitha settled back to enjoy the ride. The supper wasn't plentiful, but it was tasty. Afterward, the cabin crew retreated to the galley, dimmed the lights and started the movie. Rex started to watch it, but was distracted by the sensation of tickling in his crotch. He looked down at the blanket. What could that be? Well, to tell the truth, Rex knew exactly what it was. Tabitha's sneaky fingers were, once again, lighting his fuse. In the end, the rocket would go off, usually in her hot, wet mouth. But, it was never the same twice. He had a feeling that this evening was to be quite unique! As Tabitha's fingers danced, she whispered in his ear that she loved to suck his cock. Then, she gently licked his earlobe and kissed and sucked his neck. As his cock grew down his leg, he replied that he would like that very much indeed. Soon, as her gentle fingers caressed and stroked its length, his hardening tool was becoming uncomfortable in his trousers. He hitched his ass up from the seat to ease the pressure. She whispered, "Take it out". He looked at her, questioningly. She grinned slyly, showing white teeth. Her pink tongue emerged and, slowly, made a circuit of her soft lips. Her exhibitionist streak was revealing itself. Rex was in trouble now, or was it heaven? Reaching under the blanket with both hands, he lowered his zipper and freed his cock from its entanglement. He pushed the blanket away a bit. His cock stood up in his lap, the mushroom head questing, awaiting the devoted attentions of its best friend, Tabitha's tongue. Her caressing fingers snaked around the shaft, squeezing and massaging gently. A tear sprang up from the slit in the head and balanced there, jiggling and shining in the soft cabin light. Rex and Tabitha exchanged looks. She hated precum to go to waste. Rex raised his head, looking around the cabin. There was no sign that anybody was paying attention to their activities. Then, he looked back to Tabitha, raising his eyebrows. With a last grin, her head descended toward his cock. The shocking wet heat of her mouth enveloped the mushroom head. His hips jerked up and he grunted, trying to stifle the louder groan that was trying to escape. Tabitha moaned as the clear drop broke over her tongue. Rex felt her tongue wiping slowly over his cock head in her mouth, then digging into the slit as her fingers gently squeezed the shaft and pressed more juice up into her mouth. She moaned again, as she always did when his cock fed her its honey. Rex rested his arm on her back and kept his head up as she sucked him. It was very difficult to divide his attention between keeping an eye on the cabin and the onslaught of sensations from his cock. Her head bobbed slowly up and down. Again and again, her tongue twirled around his cock as her lips and fingers slid slowly up and down behind the head. Because of the angle of attack, Tabitha couldn't stuff his swelling cock into the entrance to her throat. So, Rex was denied the full benefits of her expertise. Lucky for him, even half benefits were a treat, indeed. As her head rose again, her lips popped wetly off his now-aching, swollen cock head. A strand of honey still joined her lips to the head as she turned her head slightly and smiled up at him. His hands captured her head and held it in place as he bent to kiss her hair. Then, her head dropped, her kiss slid down over his purple prick and his head rose to keep watch again. His delicious agony continued. With every slow bob of her head, Tabitha wiped her tongue around the ridge of his cock head, finishing with a stroke over his sweet spot, below the slit. Rex's stomach muscles were tensed and his breathing was harsh. In his groin, he could feel liquids pouring into vessels, levels rising, until that special moment arrived when the vessels were full and liquids slid forward into launch position. The pressure grew as the wet heat slithered up and down his cock head and shaft. Tabitha moaned again and Rex knew she was sipping more juice from the slit. His hips strained up as his hand covered the soft hair of the back of her head and pressed down, trying to feed her more of his cock. Her lips sank further down, thrilling a new inch of cock. Rex was struggling now – he had lost his composure and was focused on filling her mouth with hot semen. But, she lifted her head and, once again, his cock head popped free of her lips. Abandoned, his cock throbbed with its need for her hot, wet mouth, her flickering tongue, but felt only the cool air of the cabin. Covered in pre-cum and saliva, purple with pressure, it glistened and pulsed, ready to launch spouts of sperm, but to no avail. Tabitha grinned as she examined her victim. Panting, Rex groaned and looked up. And saw the cabin attendant coming down the aisle with a big smile and a tray with plastic glasses and a bottle of water. Frantically, he lifted Tabitha's head and pulled the blanket up over his cock pole. Its rough texture scraped at the turgid, sensitive skin of the head. Sensing his alarm, Tabitha straightened up, her hands composing her own blanket. A couple of waves of her hands and her hair was back in place and the saliva wiped off her chin. The attendant, a pretty young woman, bent to proffer the water. Rex saw her eyes first take in Tabitha's discomposure and then the blanket towering in his lap. Tabitha took a glass from the tray and held it while the attendant filled it from the bottle. As Tabitha drank, the attendant smiled, then her tongue popped out and licked around her lips. As Rex took the glass and drank, Tabitha and the attendant shared a knowing look. Smiles and thank-you's all around and then the attendant was on her way. Rex and Tabitha started to giggle hysterically as the tension dissolved. She reached under his blanket and gave his sticky, slippery cock a gentle squeeze, thrilling him again. More syrup drooled out onto her hand. She retracted her hand and licked the syrup. "Let's wait to finish this. Your load will be huge!" she whispered. Rex groaned, but accepted her wisdom. He reached under the blanket and began to awkwardly stuff his drooling cock back in his pants. He would wait... (to be continued) Tonsiltown Tattletale Ch. 02 Chapter 2: Cum Now As the plane slid down the glide path toward LAX, crossing the vast expanse of Los Angeles from the mountains toward the ocean, Tabitha leaned over Rex to watch the sea of lights outside the window. It was a marvel that thrilled Rex every time he saw it and he was glad to share it with her. He pointed out the tall buildings of downtown, glittering with reflected light, and the relative location of the Hollywood hills. Rex enjoyed working in Hollywood and he was happy to be able to share the experience with Tabitha this time around. While he was working, she would explore the area. In the evenings, they would explore Hollywood and other parts of LA that Rex had enjoyed on earlier trips. They would also explore each other, as they were wont to do, tongues and lips leading the way. Right now, Rex was looking forward to getting to the hotel in Hollywood, where he had plans to fill Tabitha's mouth with a gusher of sperm. For the moment, the first part of that gusher was merely trickling from his cock onto his leg and sticking to the inside of his pants. Tabitha had been sucking his cock during the flight, but they had been interrupted by the flight attendant and had postponed the coming conclusion. But, the pressure in his groin was a force not to be denied for long and he knew that Tabitha was looking forward to filling her mouth with the creamy reward for her efforts. The airplane landed smoothly and, after a meandering tour of the taxiways of LAX, parked at the gate. Their hungers in temporary abeyance, Rex and Tabitha waited patiently, then filed out of the airplane, up the jetway, through terminal and down the escalator to the baggage carousel. They gathered their bags and headed for the sliding doors to get the rental car shuttle bus. The doors slid open and the warm, slightly humid air hit them, as did the smell of car and bus exhaust and the cacophony of dozens of vehicles competing for the roadway. Rex knew his way here and, quickly, they made their way to the shuttle stop, where he flagged down the big yellow shuttle bus. They stowed their bags under the racks and sat down. Rex identified himself to the driver, then they were off, swaying and jerking, as the driver battled his way through the traffic toward the rental lot. When they got out of the shuttle bus, Rex's name, "Rex, Oral", was on the board in glowing green letters and their vehicle was ready - a nice big SUV, perfect for urban travel for two. In moments, they had left the lot and they were on their way to the freeway. At night, the freeways were fast and efficient. As usual, Rex enjoyed this drive. The unusual part was the warm hand that had appeared over his crotch, stroking and rubbing his shaft. Since being sucked on the plane, his cock had never fully deflated and felt bloated and sticky. Tabitha's lazy stroking was compounding the problem. Soon, they ramped off into Hollywood. As they slowed, they opened the windows and shut off the air conditioning to enjoy the air. It was warm, fragrant and sultry, a welcome change from the chilly spring air at home. To the north and west were the fabled Hollywood hills, the houses stacked up the hillsides, thousands of lights filling the imagination with the lore of the twentieth century. Rex's cock bided its time. A short drive later, they were at the front driveway of the hotel, at the foot of the hills. The hotel was older, but well-kept, only four stories tall, its grounds lush with flowering shrubs and trees. They disembarked. The valet unloaded their luggage and whisked the SUV away. Rex and Tabitha, towing their luggage, made their way into the bright lobby and approached the front desk. As Rex signed in, Tabitha looked over his shoulder, gently pressing and rubbing her tits against his back and her pussy against his buttocks, breathing warmly against his neck. He chuckled and struggled to keep his focus as he wrote. Then, they towed their luggage to the elevator, standing open, waiting. Inside, Rex pushed the button for the third floor and turned to Tabitha as the doors closed. Hands folded on her suitcase handle, she grinned at him. He grinned back, drinking in her beautiful, exotic blue eyes. His loins reminded him of their single-minded mission, to expel semen – the sooner, the better. But, he had a mission of his own - to make Tabitha sing for her supper. Rex slid the card through the lock and opened the door to their room. Once inside, Tabitha went straight to the window and lifted it open, while Rex shut off the air conditioning. Immediately, the hum of the city and the scented breeze from the hills filled the room. Rex joined Tabitha. Their window faced the hills behind the hotel. They looked up at the lights of the houses above, row after row toward the glowing sky. Rex turned Tabitha toward him. He held her tightly to him. As he kissed her, he pushed his tongue into her mouth and stroked everywhere at once. She moaned, her tongue doing battle with his. When he had her full attention, he walked her backwards until her knees bumped against the king-size bed, then he put his hands on her chest and pushed. She fell back on the bed, her eyes wide in surprise. Standing between her legs, Rex undid his pants and dropped them to his knees. His cock sprang out, dripping. Leaning forward, he opened her pants, reached around her hips, grabbed the waistbands of panties and pants together and, in one strong motion, pulled them down past her knees. Spreading her knees, he climbed over the tangle of clothing, kneeled, grabbed his cock in one hand and lined it up on the shaved pink target. Rex shoved his cock into Tabitha's oozing pussy and kept pushing. Her cunt was hot and wet. Its silky walls caressed his shaft as it slid home. His cockhead stabbed up past her cervix until it stretched the top of her vagina, while the base of his cock rode up under her clit until their pubic bones kissed. Cock and cunt stretched against each other. Tabitha's head rolled back and she cried out, her composure gone. Rex pulled his hips back, his cock pulling back to rest in her entrance. She cried, "No!" Her hands clutched at his hips, pulling his ass down. He slammed his hips forward and filled her with cock, pubic bones ramming together, his balls slapping her ass. Again, he withdrew, waiting momentarily before slamming in again. And again. Each time, Tabitha's scream gurgled in her throat and she wailed as she took another breath. Rex's cock felt like a heavy log, swollen and ready to burst, but it did not. He thrust into her, hips low, his fat cock head scraping her g-spot, then the rigid base dragging and squashing her clit. She screamed between gritted teeth, her hips twisting and heaving beneath his pounding pelvis. Outside the window, Rex became peripherally aware of the sound of drums playing. It was a solid, powerful rock beat, strong and stirring. The anthem of sex. Looking down between their bodies, he saw his swollen, veined cock slam again into Tabitha's hairless pussy, her sweet lips gaping open, the tip of her clit crushed by his hairless pubis. The pressure of his cum was a balloon swelling in his groin, but he held off. He withdrew again, leaving his cockhead in her entrance. One more thrust. Rex reached up with both hands, clutched fistfuls of her soft, blonde hair and drilled his cock into her belly, pressing it high. The drums pounded. Her hips rose and she screamed. Her pussy walls clutched his cock, her hips shaking. Immediately, his cock was soaked in hot liquid, gushing around its base. His hips pounded again and she screamed again, her head rolling back and thrashing, mouth gaping wide, eyes clenched tight. She was shaking helplessly, singing, as her orgasm carried her away. He kept fucking her hard while her body flopped and she gasped and sang. As he felt the tension starting to leave her, he slowed his thrusts and gentled their force until he was slowly stroking within her, then he stopped. Her spasms stopped, then her body went limp and she was silent, except for her gasps. Still clutching her hair, he kissed her eyelids and cheeks, watching. As her breathing slowed, her eyelids slowly opened, showing him the blue sparkles behind. He could see her regaining awareness of their surroundings. She heard the drums, looked at him and smiled. He felt her hands pressing up against his chest. Pulling his cock out of her, Rex knelt back and stood, his cock throbbing in the air, shining with their juices. Tabitha stared at it, then up into his eyes. She rolled over and swung her body around on the bed, sitting up. In moments, she was naked. She laid back and rolled over onto her elbows to face him, smiling lovingly. Her big tits pressed against the bed cover, held in by her arms. A pushup bra couldn't have done a better job of presenting her world-class cleavage. Rex stared then noticed that Tabitha was staring at his cock, licking her lips. No dummy, Rex shucked off his clothes in a hurry then, walking on his knees, crossed the short distance across the bed that took his drooling cock to Tabitha's drooling mouth. The music of the drums changed, another rock anthem, a favourite of Rex's. Still on his knees, he plugged his cock head into Tabitha's mouth. Her lips closed around it, behind the head, and her tongue rolled around it. She moaned, tasting his cock honey. Rex moaned as the roiling hot wetness engulfed his cock. His hands grasped Tabitha's head firmly and he thrust his hips forward. He felt the ring of her lips descend the length of his shaft, then stretch the skin of the base back until her teeth gently scraped on his pubic bone. Meanwhile, the head of his cock entered the constriction of the back of her mouth, then pressed down into her throat. He felt the slick tightness compressing his cock head there. Tabitha's tongue swabbed his balls, then she withdrew her tongue and swallowed around his cock. Knowing her limits, Rex released her head. She drew back until the head of his prick lay on her tongue, where she bathed it, moaning as more honey rolled out for her to taste. Then her hands came up to join the party. Her left hand wrapped around his shaft and began to stroke back and forth while the other hand cupped his balls, rolling them gently. Her hands and mouth began to stroke for the finish line. Tabitha mewed around his cock, begging him to cum. Rex grabbed her hair and, matching her rhythm, began thrusting into her mouth. His cock felt enormous, a gnarled log swollen with pent-up seed, ready to explode. Faster, the drums played, and louder. Rex, panting and groaning, pounded his cock into the back of Tabitha's throat. His hips and legs shaking, he began to growl aloud. The wet heat of her mouth slid up and down his cock shaft. Her tongue lashed the head on every upstroke and massaged the sweet spot beneath on every down stroke. He felt only his cock and her mouth. Rex's orgasm exploded. He screamed deep in his throat, his head thrown back, as the bolts of sperm pulsed through his prick to burst into Tabitha's mouth. His body bent backwards like a bow. His roar and the pounding of the drums shook the small room. Tabitha slammed his cock down her throat and held it there, swallowing and twisting her head, as more semen pumped out and down to her stomach. Rex's guts squeezed every last bit of his lust into her mouth through his bulging cock. As Tabitha swallowed the last drops of his sperm, Rex began to relax and slowly straighten his body. Backing away, she let his cock leave her throat. Her tongue gently bathed the shrinking flesh. Then, dropping his cock from her mouth, she coughed as her throat belatedly protested the forceful intrusion of his stiff meat. He stroked her hair, recovering his breath. Then they laughed with glee, relief and amazement at what they had done. The drums had stopped. Rex's cock hung between his legs, exhausted. Tabitha leaned forward on her elbows and slurped it back into her mouth, capturing the last, late-emerging drops of translucent semen. Rex shook as the sensation surprised him. Tabitha grinned around his cock and, pulling her head back, released it with a sucking pop. She looked up at him with those exotic blue eyes and said, "There's more!"