5 comments/ 52203 views/ 12 favorites Cancelled Flight By: Carolb127 It's been a little while since I last wrote a story so I will bring you up to speed. I moved from New York City to Kansas City and met a great guy within the first month of living here. We share a lot of the same fetishes and such so we have an open relationship. He loves watching me have sex with other men or hearing about it. I am the same with watching him with other women. This really doesn't have anything to do with the story but I thought I should update everyone. I flew to Maine the week before Christmas to be with family. My boyfriend stayed in Kansas City as he only had a few days off of work. I made it to Portland without any problems and had a great time catching up with my family. I was leaving the day after Christmas so I would be able to spend a few days off with my boyfriend before I had to go back to work. My mom was worried about the weather coming towards the northeast but I told her I would be fine. She dropped me off at the airport and headed back to the family. My first flight to Philadelphia was on time but the weather was starting to get pretty bad and I had 2 hours before my flight left for Kansas City. I grabbed a seat near the gate where my flight was supposed to leave from and started listening to music on my Ipod. The seats around me started filling up as more and more flights got delayed. The man next to me started talking to me, just the typical questions. Where I was heading, how my holiday was etc... He was in his mid 30's with short brown hair and green eyes. Jason was his name. He appeared to be in good shape and his eyes kept me drawn in. We continued to talk until the airport announced that it was completely closed and that no more flights would be coming in or going out. I guess I wasn't too surprised but could have planned ahead of time. I started calling hotels but was too late. Apparently, most people had thought to book a hotel room before the storm hit so every hotel I called was full. My new friend offered me a bed in his room as he was one of the people to plan ahead. I accepted as I didn't want to stay in the airport all day and night. As we walked into his room I saw that there was only one king size bed. He said that he was planning on it being just him and that there were no other rooms available. He then said that we don't need to worry about it right away and asked if I would like to go down to the bar as it was still mid afternoon. I accepted. As we headed downstairs, he said that we might be able to trade with someone we meet at the bar. Even if I slept on the floor, it would at least be more private than staying in the airport and I was thankful. We spent the entire day and evening at the bar getting to know one another and chatting with random people who were also stranded due to the storm. I was getting pretty drunk along with everyone else. I tend to get a little horny and flirty when I'm drunk. I was touching his arms now and then and I felt his hand on my leg a few times. Around 11 o'clock we decided to head back to the room for the night. I was quite drunk by this time and ready to fall asleep. My inhibitions were low and I asked if he would mind sharing the bed. He had no objection. Then I told him that I preferred to sleep naked and asked if minded saying that I didn't want to make him uncomfortable. He laughed and said that if I was comfortable with it, then he didn't have a problem with it. I climbed into bed and took off all of my cloths tossing them on the floor on my side of the bed. I giggled at his shocked expression when he saw this. I guess he thought I was joking. He stripped down to his boxers and climbed in on his side. I had now confirmed that he was in good shape with great abs. He was a gentleman and didn't peak under the covers or make a move on me as I figured most men would in this situation. We talked for a few minutes and then said goodnight. I fell asleep quite quickly as the alcohol helped. I woke up in the middle of the night to a hand rubbing my butt. It took me a minute to realize where I was. I'm not sure why but I didn't move or say anything. I just let Jason continue to feel my ass. It did feel nice. His hand slowly rubbing in circles getting bigger until his hand stopped on my lower hip. He gently slid it up my stomach until he had a handful of my left breast. As he massaged my breast he was gently pinching my nipple now and then and would then move down to my right breast doing the same thing. After a couple of minutes he slid his hand back down my stomach until he was back on my lower hip. I then felt pressure as he rolled me over onto my back. I kept my eyes shut and pretended to still be asleep as I felt his hand move gently down to my pussy. As I felt a finger slide into my slit, I involuntarily pushed my hips up into his hand. His finger slid in easily as I was already turned on from his groping. Here I was essentially being raped in my sleep, yet I clearly was enjoying myself. Jason was now rubbing my clit as I continued to gently grind against his hand. A few soft moans also escaped me as I was clearly turned on. He stopped and I felt his hand leave my body and grab my wrist. I allowed him to move my arm until he had my hand resting on his mostly hard cock. He wrapped my fingers around his dick and slowly moved my hand up and down with his hand around mine. I tried as hard as I could not to grip him tightly as I wanted to but I didn't want him to know I was awake. It was really turning me on. Him thinking that I was passed out while he used my hand to jerk himself off. I could feel him getting harder and he moved my hand down and used it to rub his balls. It seemed that he was shaved but I could feel a little stubble and I guessed he was about 6 or 7 inches long. All of a sudden he let go of my hand as I let it fall to the bed. I then felt him get out of the bed. I didn't know if he thought he had woken me up or was just going to the bathroom to jerk off or what. It was neither. He had walked over to my side of the bed and I felt his hands on my shoulder and side as he rolled me back to my side so I was now facing him. Then I felt something on my lips. I tried to stay still and relaxed as best I could as not to let him know I was awake. It was a finger and he had managed to get it between my teeth and open my mouth. I kept my mouth open where he left it having a pretty good idea of what he was going to do next. I wasn't disappointed as I felt the tip of his cock enter my mouth. I could taste his precum. He put a hand behind my head and slowly started humping his dick in and out of my mouth, getting just barely more than the head of it in. I loved the feeling of his smooth skin in my tongue. He was being very gentle as to not wake me up. I then felt his other hand on my stomach sliding down to my pussy. I started lightly humping his hand as once again he rubbed my clit. Then it slid down further until I felt 2 fingers enter my wet pussy and curl inside of me. This caused me to grind a little harder and the deeper he drove them in, the more I would push back into his hand. I was also giving light moans onto his dick. He let go of the back of my head and pulled his dick out of my mouth but continued to finger me. This caused my moans to now be a little louder. He then started rubbing his dick against my face leaving trails of my saliva on my cheek. I could feel his balls rubbing against my lips while his dick rubbed against my cheek. I lightly opened my eyes hoping to see it but it was too dark. He then removed his hand from my pussy and just like that he was gone again. Only a few seconds later he was climbing back into bed. I felt him curl up close to me wrapping an arm around my upper body and grabbing my breast. Then I felt his hard cock slide between my ass cheeks. He humped me a little bit sliding up and down between my ass cheeks before sliding his dick down between my legs. He moved his hand from my breast down between my thighs from behind and lifted my leg up until it was bent at the knee and stayed pointing up. This gave him a better angle as his cock rubbed against my moist pussy. He put the tip of his cock to my entrance and pushed it in slowly causing me to exhale loudly. He paused to make sure I wasn't awake and then slowly continued pumping into me. I was so turned on as this stranger I had just met was fucking me while what he thought was me sleeping. He was using me how ever he wanted and I was just along for the ride. I was trying my hardest not to be too loud to make him think I had woken up but I don't think it would have mattered to him anyway. He was gradually building up pace and I was now breathing pretty hard. He brought a hand around my waist and started rubbing my pussy. I started grinding my pussy back onto his dick and was now moaning to the point that I didn't care if he knew I was awake. They were still quiet moans until my toes curled and I came hard on his cock. I let out a long loud moan that could probably be heard in the room next door. He continued to pump slowly in and out as I came down from my orgasm. Then he lifted my leg over his head and down on the other side of him making me spread my legs wide open as he was now on top of me. I opened my eyes to see him looking right at me. I smiled a big grin at him as he smiled back and picked up the pace once again. I wrapped my legs around his back and reached my arms down grabbing his ass. I pulled him in harder with each thrust until I came again. Shortly after my orgasm, he pulled out of my hot pussy and shot a stream of cum up my body that actually hit me in the face. I looked down as the second shot hit me again in the face. There were 4 more streams that shot on my chest and gradually landed further down my stomach. I have only seen one or two men cum that hard and that much before. I was in awe while he just smiled down looking at me covered in his cum. I looked him in the eye as I brought my hand up to my face and pushed his cum into my mouth. Then I scooped what I could off my chest and stomach and licked it off my fingers. After I was clean, I motioned for him to slide up my body as I grabbed his still slightly hard dick. He slid up my body until I could get him into my mouth. I massaged his balls with one hand as I sucked his cock back to life, tasting my own cum mixed with his. Once he was completely hard again I pulled him out of my mouth and started licking and sucking his smooth balls while I stroked him with one hand. This made him even harder. I stuck him back in my mouth and sucked on the head while licking the underside of it. Then I dove my head all the way down until his wet balls were on my chin and his dick was down my throat. He grabbed my head and started humping my face. He was pulling out till just the head was in my mouth and thrusting back down my throat. It didn't take too many of these full length thrusts to make him cum into my mouth. I pulled him out most of the way keeping just more than the head in my mouth while stroking the base of his cock. He didn't cum as much as the first time but it still filled my mouth. I swallowed it all and he climbed back onto his side of the bed. I made a kissy face as if blowing him a kiss and rolled back over to fall asleep. We both woke up around the same time to the sun shining through the window. I looked over at him and asked what the taste was in my mouth. He looked dumbfounded and a little scared until I told him that I was just kidding with a big smile. I rolled over facing him and grabbed his semi hard dick. I stroked it to life and then climbed on top of him, sliding my pussy down onto his dick. I leaned back, pushing my tits out at him and started grinding forward and back. His hands came up and grabbed both of my tits. I picked up the pace while pushing down hard on my forward strokes causing my clit to press into his pelvic bone. I came and he still looked like he wasn't even close. Then I started bouncing up and down on his dick. He watched as I went from having him all the way inside of me to just the head and then back down. I went picked up the pace going as fast as I could which once again caused me cum really hard this time. The vise my pussy made on Jason's dick must have been enough as he pumped his hot cum into my pussy. I rolled off of him panting out of breath. Once we could both breathe, we decided to call the airlines to see if our flights would be leaving today and if so, what times. We both got the same answer, that flights would be leaving but not till the afternoon. I asked if he wanted to join me in the shower which he gladly accepted. We soaped each others bodies and I made him hard as I stroked his dick with soapy hands. After we rinsed off, I looked at him and said "oops" as I purposefully dropped the soap. I then turned around and bent over at the waist to pick it up. He got the idea right away and slid his cock straight into my pussy as deep as he could. He put his hands on my waist and rocked me back and forth. I put my hands against the wall in front of me to stable my self so I wouldn't slip or fall. He pulled out after he made me cum and I told him he could do one of two things. I could finish him with my mouth and he could cum on my face or he could do me in the ass. He told me that he hadn't had anal in a long time so I should bend back over. I did happily and he gently slid his cock into my ass. He didn't take long to cum this time and I felt him shoot his load into my ass. We finished cleaning up and got out of the shower. We got dressed and went downstairs to get some breakfast and by the time we got back to the room it was almost noon. We were talking and joking around while we were sitting on the bed and the next thing I know, he is on top of me tickling me as I laugh uncontrollably. His hands were all over my stomach and legs and feet. He worked his hands under my shirt and shorts and my laughing quickly turned into moaning as my body writhed under his. He pushed my shirt up above my chest and sucked on my nipples. He kissed his way down my stomach and pulled my shorts down my legs and off as he kept kissing until he got to my pussy. He was licking my clit when I told him to finger me at the same time. He inserted 2 fingers into my wet pussy as he drove me crazy with his tongue. After a few minutes I grabbed the back of his head and pushed it into my pussy as I came into his mouth. He stood up, took his shirt and pants off and climbed back on top of me. I could feel his hard cock on my thigh as we made out. I sucked on his tongue and lips tasting my own juices as he repositioned himself. Then he thrust into me making me throw my head back and moan. He took this opportunity to kiss and suck on my neck driving me even wilder. He worked his way up to my ear and if you have read my other stories you would know that my ears are my most sensitive body part. He was still thrusting into me as he sucked on my earlobe and when he dove his tongue into my ear my whole body started to spasm. I held his head there as I came as hard as ever before. My body was convulsing uncontrollably and I let out a moan that could probably be heard all the way down the hallway. He rolled off me out of breath while I was still panting. He had apparently came inside me while I was thrashing about in my own pleasure. We cleaned up and got dressed, repacked our bags and headed for the lobby. After we went through security, we kissed goodbye and headed in different directions for our gates. When I got home, I told my boyfriend all about my great time with a stranger. He was so horny after hearing everything that we fucked for three hours. Every now and then he would make me describe a certain part. Cancelled Flight The flight was cancelled? Had I heard the announcement correctly? I looked around at the other waiting passengers. Their faces told the story. Oh my god I thought. I turned to the person next to me. "What now, I wonder?" I said. "I am pretty sure they will put us up somewhere and fly us out tomorrow," the other passenger answered. I didn't know whether to cuss or cry. Another announcement; distracted, I missed part of it; something about a bus... Others were moving. "Are they taking us somewhere," I asked the other person? "Yes," he said, "come on." I grabbed my carry on and followed. He found a seat and said, "Sit here, ok?" I sat, put my head back and closed my eyes. "You know what," I said. "What's that?" "This really sucks," I said. He laughed quietly. I looked at him and he was smiling. "Tom Millings," he said. "You're right, this does suck." I liked his smile and noted his gray hair, thinning a bit, maybe late fifties I thought; early sixties; laugh lines at the corners of his hazel and intelligent eyes. "Tom Millings," I said. "Sophia Crockett." I shook his hand and liked the warmth, the firmness of his grip. The bus pulled into a motel parking lot and a dozen passengers debarked. The agent re-boarded and announced, "No more rooms available here, we're going to another place." "I hope this doesn't mean we aren't going to find anything this time of night," I said. "Let's hope we have some luck," Tom said. He smiled again and I was glad for the bit of reassurance that it gave me. We rode in silence for a bit and the bus pulled into a rather plush looking Hilton. Inside we stood on line while others checked in one by one. Tom was just ahead of me and the clerk announced, "This is our last room, sir." My heart sank. Tom turned to me. "Sophia you take the room. It won't be the first time I've slept in a lobby." "We can put a cot up in the room if you'd care to do that," the clerk volunteered. I quickly made up my mind. Before Tom could demur I said, "Okay that will be fine." Tom protested but I insisted, after all he would have to use his voucher even if he slept in the lobby. So we took our bags up to the room and I said, "Tom, I don't know anything about you but something tells me I can trust you. But right now I don't much care. I saw they have a bar and I could sure use a drink." Tom chuckled, "Sophia, I can't think of anything better than an attitude adjustment after this debacle." We went down to the bar and ordered; a gin and tonic for me and Tom, a Patron gimlet. When the drinks came Tom offered a toast to new friends. "Do you want something to eat," he asked. "I'm hungry and am thinking of a club sandwich," he said. I ordered a chicken salad and Tom ordered a bottle of California Pinot Grigio, very tasty and crisp. We chatted and relaxed. I felt the tension flowing out of me and I was privately grateful that if I had to deal with this situation it was with Tom and not some creep. Tom turned out to be a retired Coast Guard officer. In turn I said my late husband had coincidentally been in the Coast Guard as well, for a hitch long ago, when we first dated and then married. With that common thread we talked about ourselves. Tom had begun his Coast Guard career as an enlisted man and retired after more than three decades as a commander. After raising two sons together he and his wife had drifted apart and two years earlier he told me, they divorced. "She lost interest," he said, "in part of our marriage that remained very important to me." I might have let the remark pass alluding, as it did to intimacy and predictable revelation of just in what part of Tom's marriage his ex-wife had lost interest. But the gin and tonic and, was it two glasses of wine (I wasn't sure), had lessened my inhibitions. Besides, I felt comfortable and secure with Tom even though we had been thrown together and hardly knew one another. "It is usually sex or money isn't it Tom?" I added, "And, I don't think it was money in your case." His face flushed a bit and I smiled to myself. "Touche', Sophia," he said. "Too much information, I suppose." I drank more wine. Warmth, not altogether from the wine, spread nicely in my groin. I am, I thought to myself, feeling the gin and the wine. I also am attracted to this guy. And, I let the thought surface, feeling just a teeeensy, weeeensy bit horny. Well, maybe a little more than that. "Oh, that's Okay Tom," I smiled at him. "I'll let you know if you've overstepped. Happens in a lot of marriages; one partner or the other loses interest." Then I added, "Almost until the end my Bill and I always enjoyed each other a lot in the bedroom." Geez, I thought to myself, talk about too much information! He took me aback then, but his next remark also titillated me, "So, do you miss that part of your life with him?" I intended to pass off my reply lightly, but found myself looking him squarely in the eye when I said, "Very much, Tom; very much. I haven't been with anyone since my husband, died." He flushed a bit, making me smile to myself and answered with a non-sequitur, "I think we're being asked to leave; the bar is closing up." I looked around. The bartender's activity made it clear he was ready to close. Tom signed the tab and we left. When the elevator doors closed Tom said, "Sophia, you are a lovely and desirable woman. I'm sorry your... our travel plans were messed up. I may end up in the lobby for saying this, but I am glad we are spending the night together." I didn't care if it was the booze and the wine talking, I put my hand on his cheek and said, "I'm glad too, Tom." Then I kissed him softly on the lips. I liked it and I was eager for more. Our room door clicked shut and we kissed again; not softly now but excited and urgent, mouths open, tongues dancing. We both breathed heavily when the kiss ended. God I loved the feel of his body against mine; of being in his arms. "Whew," I said, "Let's just talk a bit and have some of the wine. I am glad you brought the bottle." I got the plastic tumblers from the bathroom and Tom poured. I sat in the easy chair and said, "Tell me more about you." Tom sat in the desk chair and took a generous swallow of the wine. "Alright," he said, actually glad that I seemed to have pulled back because of an uncertainty he harbored about himself. In fairness he felt obligated, despite his arousal, to tell me. I'll start by telling you, I've had prostate cancer; had the prostate removed." I said nothing, just nodded and flashed a slight but reassuring smile. Tom continued, "Before the surgery, when the doctor told me about the cancer, he said I had a mountain and two hills to cross. What he meant was deciding on what to do about the prostate and if I had it removed, dealing with possibility of incontinence and impotence; those were the two hills." "That must have been very difficult for you, Tom," I said. "Yes it was, Sophia," Tom went on. "So I had the surgery. Thankfully I've been cancer free for a decade now and my surgeon was very skilled at what is called 'nerve sparing' technique. I have no incontinence; for that I am very grateful. But I do have difficulty getting erect. Viagra helps and I have a penis pump; neither with me however." Why the hell did I say that, he thought? He rushed on, "Still I can orgasm; although without a prostate any longer I don't ejaculate. Oddly, my orgasms now seem more intense than before the surgery." Tom's candor further stimulated me; my pussy throbbed and moistened. "Tom," I said, "Do you want me? We can enjoy each other in more ways than one, can't we?" Oh my God, I thought giddily, I just propositioned a guy I just met! "You've said exactly what I wanted to hear," he said. A smile spread across his face. He stood, moved quickly to me and we kissed warmly again. As his tongue touched mine, I felt his hand on my breast. When he caressed my nipple I groaned with pleasure, breathing into his mouth. When we paused I said, "I have a confession to make Tom, a naughty confession." I giggled. "Tell me." "I love to suck cock. I haven't had a cock in my mouth since Bill got sick before he died. It would be so wonderful if you would let me suck your cock. I don't care if you can ejaculate or not. I don't care if you don't get erect. I just want it in my mouth. After that, we'll see what else we can do for fun." Tom blushed and grinned so that I was captivated by his reaction. "Wow, Sophia," he said picking up his tumbler in a toast, "Here's to cancelled flights and breaking down barriers!" We stripped off our clothes like two eager teenagers; well almost, given that both of us were sixty-something. Tom lay across the bed, knees raised, feet flat and his bottom at the edge. I took a pillow and knelt on it, between his legs. Tom's flaccid cock lay on his abdomen. "Let me get a couple pillows behind my head," Tom said. "I want to watch you." I smiled at him, "You have a beautiful cock." I leaned forward and took it my hand then put it in my mouth. It had been so long. I sighed with content as I filled my mouth with the organ. Almost immediately I groaned, my thighs clinching as an orgasm spread through my groin. Tom groaned with pleasure when I mouthed his cock. Watching thrilled him and he understood straightaway that simply putting his cock in my mouth had caused me to cum. Now I set myself happily to the task of thoroughly gulping him, determined to make his cock swell if not grow erect. Much slurping and affirmative sounds of pleasure followed. As Tom swelled, I took great content in his body's response. I interspersed my sucking with licks of the shaft and of his scrotum; his reaction made it abundantly clear that he was mightily pleased with the latter. I ministered to his cock, sucking, licking and jacking it until Tom was semi-erect, groaning and encouraging me profanely. "Okay, lover boy," I said, "time for another treat. Slide back on the bed now and let me straddle you." I positioned myself, took the lubricant (I never travel without it) I had placed nearby and anointed his cock and my cunt generously. Astride his hips I lowered myself and took his cock in hand to position it between my swollen lips. I slid back and forth on his cock. "How is this, Tom?" "Oh Sophia," he said," this feels like heaven. I'll give you fifty minutes to stop." He grinned like a little boy with a new toy. I leaned forward so that Tom could suck on my tits while I slid back and forth on his growing cock. "Oh fuck, don't stop darling," Tom grunted. "Don't worry I'm not going to, my clit feels so good rubbing on your cock." I reached between us and palmed under his cock, snugging it firmly against my sodden vulva. Blissful feeling spread through us and we focused on our union with increasing firmness and vigor. Then, oh happy chance, I slipped forward just a bit further but it was enough to capture the head of Tom's penis which disappeared into my vagina. Happy groans and exclamations greeted the event. Tom thrust firmly to be met by me, mashing my cunt down on him, our groins grinding together. "Oh god Tom, fuck me," I panted. "Jesus, I need it, don't stop. Fuck me Tom. Fuck me," I cried. Tom marveled at the happy and unexpected penetration that now had me bouncing on his thighs and him thrusting vigorously to meet me. As I looked at Tom, he began to have a look of not only lust but surprise. "Jesus, Sophia baby," he said. "I feel like I am going to cum." Well that thrilled me and my vagina squeezed his cock. He began to babble, "Oh my god, I'm gonna cum, keep fucking me. Ahhhh Jesus it, it feels so good." He thrust upward to meet me as I slammed down on his groin. Now I was hotly chasing my own orgasm. His cock felt so good inside me. I thought my head would explode in sheer joy. We came together making all the incoherent noises lovers make as they spend upon each other. Tom might not be able to cum but I had never felt such an intense release, even in my years as a wife. Perhaps it was our circumstances, thrown together as we were, but I had never felt more fulfilled and womanly than I did in bringing my newly found lover to a stunning climax. Sweating, I crawled off Tom. We spooned as we quickly fell asleep. The next morning we continued our travel. We exchanged phone numbers and email addresses, hugged and kissed warmly and went our ways. I hoped that Tom would call as he said he would. The feel of his lips on mine lingered after he disappeared from my view but I hoped, not from my world. (To be continued)