17 comments/ 51479 views/ 5 favorites My Secret Affairs By: Iamashowoff I am 41 and married, not happily. While I do love my husband, our physical relationship has broken down completely. He has his own company, works very long hours and is often too tired for any kind of fun in the bedroom. I also have a demanding job and I have to travel often - typically across Europe and occasionally the States and South America. On these trips I get approached by men all the time. I love the attention that I get when travelling, often I'm the only woman in the lounge or in Club, and I do dress to impress. A couple of years ago I started taking things a bit further, moving from flirting and the occasional flash of stocking-tops and panties, to a heavy petting session on a night-flight back to London until eventually the inevitable happened and I ended up in bed with a guy I met on a trip to Germany. Now I love travelling, it gets me out of the house and I know that I can really let my hair down. Sometimes I plan ahead and place ads online looking for fun in the city I'm visiting, other times I just play it by ear. I have a few stories to share - some of them are very real and did happen, some are pure fantasy and others are a mixture of both. Here's the first one. Recently I had to go to the States for a week – I work for a large IT company and there was a problem that required my attention and input. I was only given a day's warning, so I didn't have time to think too much about making arrangements. My flights and hotel were booked for me – I had to fly to New York and someone would pick me up at the airport. I was really excited about getting away for a week. I had been feeling the pressure at home, and I was looking forward to some time on my own –my pussy was twitching all day as I imagined the opportunities I would have. I knew I would be busy during the days, but unlike my previous trip, to Brazil, I knew I would have the evenings all to myself. I also knew my main contact would be Richard, a guy I flirted with in Brazil, and the thought of spending time on my own with him was keeping me moist. I packed quickly, making sure I had a good selection of sexy clothes, short skirts, dresses, stockings, suspender belt, hold-ups and my most transparent panties and bras. I intended to make the most of this opportunity. I found an hour to adjust an ill-fitting white see-thru blouse, so that it sat tighter across my tits. I tried it on in front of the mirror, no bra - it looked fantastic, My dark, hard nipples were clearly visible, I actually wanted to wank there and then, but I managed to save it - I wanted to keep myself on edge. On the way out the door to my taxi, I remembered I had left my sex-toys on the bed. I ran back in, I thought about putting one back in the drawer, but on second thoughts, I decided to take both with me. My bag to be checked was already in the taxi, so I dropped both vibrators into my hand-luggage. I would transfer them at the airport. I looked out my tickets in the taxi and found my passport. I was really cutting it fine if I was to make my flight on time. My hold-ups had slipped down my thighs, and I decided to put on my suspender belt and stockings if I got some time. I put a pair of fishnet stockings and my new suspender belt in my hand-luggage, so I could change in the toilet before boarding. Because the ticket was booked at the last moment, I was in Club. I checked in quickly and made my way to Security. I had made up the lost time, and I decided to change before I had to queue. I went to the loo, found a cubicle, took off my hold-ups and put on the stockings. My new belt looked fantastic. I thought about taking off my panties, but decided against it – if I was showing off later, I may want to be able to remove them then. After my panic to get to the airport on time, I was calm and I was more aware than ever how horny I was. I sorted my lipstick and put my hold-ups in the bag, and then I saw that I had forgotten to transfer my toys to my checked luggage – "Fuck" – I knew I would get stopped at Security. Despite the fact that I knew that will mean a delay, the thought turned me on – I knew what would happen, the guy monitoring the x-ray machine would give a signal to the guy who examines the bags – he would open my bag and my tools were right at the top, with my hold-ups and a couple of dirty books I had packed to read on the flight. Sure enough, my bag was pulled out for a "random" search. The guy lifted my bag off the belt – he was young, really fit and I could see that he was gonna enjoy humiliating me. He asked if he could open my bag, I nodded my head, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and horniness. I knew what he was going to find. "I think it may be more appropriate for us to do this somewhere a bit more private" – I followed the Security guy over to a separate table. He pulled a curtain around, so that we were hidden from the other passengers. He emptied my bag slowly – first the hold-ups, then one of my tools – he put it on the table – it looked huge – I felt humiliated and dirty. The second dildo he placed beside my sex-books – "You are a greedy girl – first time I have seen two vibrators in hand-luggage, you planning to use them on the flight?" "No I forgot to put them in my checked bag" "Yeah right, sure you did, listen, I need to carry out a fuller search – take your jacket and skirt off" I couldn't believe it, I needed to get going or I'd miss my flight – I told him I was running late. "Well you better hurry up then, it won't take long if you cooperate" I took off my jacket and skirt – "blouse too" he ordered. He told me to lean forward and place both my hands on the table. I knew he was looking at my tits; my cleavage looked huge as I was standing bent over the table. I was naked except for my bra, suspender belt, fishnet stockings, a tiny pair of transparent panties and my highest heeled shoes. He walked round behind me. "Spread your legs wider" I had no option but to obey him. I might miss my flight if this all took too long. He stood close behind me. I could feel his cock against my arse. He reached round and cupped my tits, one in each hand. "just making sure, you're not hiding anything". He spent ages kneading my tits, pulling on my nipples. I moaned and I felt him push his hard cock against my panties. I was getting more and more frantic. On the one hand I was worried about my flight, on the other I knew I wanted more of what this guy was doing. I wanted to reach round a get a grip on his big cock. I wanted to taste it, no more than that, I wanted it up inside me. I hadn't been fucked for weeks, and I was desperate. He crouched down behind me. I felt his hands moving up my thighs and his hot breath against my arse. I knew he must be able to smell my horniness, my panties were pulled tight against my pussy, pushing my cunt-lips out – I knew they were soaking, I wondered if he was able to see my cum on the black lace. He pulled the panties out of my cunt. I felt his fingers moving roughly against my pussy. He grasped the thin material in his hand and ripped them off. I knew he would be looking directly at my swollen lips and clit. I could feel my lips were wide open, and my cum was dampening the tops of my thighs. He stood up behind me, grabbed me by the hair, so my head was pulled back. "I need to search you properly." He bit my neck hard; I knew l would be marked the next day. Huge bites, all round my neck. "Please..." I said, - I was going to say - "Please don't", - but by then I wanted more. He shoved 2 fingers up into my pussy and started wanking my g-spot hard. I almost came immediately as he rammed his fingers into my soaking hole. "Oh yes, you dirty cunt, this is what you need, isn't it – not get enough at home?" I bent right over the table, legs wide apart, moaning loudly. "Shut it bitch" he hissed. Then I heard him taking down his zip. I reached behind to grab his cock. It was a fucking monster, rock hard and ready, his precum was already oozing out of the giant head. (I know for some women size isn't important, but it is for me, I like to be filled up properly, my cunt fully stretched - so feeling the size of it almost sent me over the edge) He pushed down with one hand on my back, so I couldn't move. With his other hand, he guided his cock into my waiting hole. I couldn't have stopped him then, even if I had wanted to. He grabbed both my hands behind me, so I couldn't get away and he started to fuck me really hard. I could feel it all the way inside me, filling me up. Fuck, it felt fantastic. I was trying not to scream, the other passengers were just a few feet away, on the other side of a thin curtain. I could see some of them walking past, through a crack in the curtains. That just added to my excitement - I could feel my orgasm building as he fucked me, teasing my cunt with his huge tool. "You need it up your arse don't you?" I felt like a complete wanton whore, as I moaned loudly at the thought. "Beg bitch" I tried to ignore him – "Beg for it bitch, or you're not getting it". He took his cock out my pussy – I felt devastated, I had been on the edge of cumming. "Please fuck my arse" I whispered. He made me repeat it, louder and I felt ashamed as he began to work his prick into my bum. He got it all inside and I was loving it - a rough anal fuck from a guy I didn't even know. I knew I could have stopped this at any time, but I had chosen not to. I pushed back on to him to get his full length inside me. Then I felt him stop. I looked round, without removing his cock from my arse, he was talking into his radio microphone. "You better come in here and help, we are in a bit of a rush, or she'll miss her flight" Now I knew I was in trouble. The guy that had been operating the x-ray machine came through the curtain. He didn't close it properly, and I could clearly see all the people walking past. All one of them had to do, was look round and they would have seen me, bent over being fucked in the arse. The new guy picked up one of my tools, switched it on and placed it against my pussy. He slid it in, all the way inside my starving cunt. I couldn't stop myself moaning as my clit came into contact with the vibrator. The new guy went round to the other side of the table. He took his cock out and told me to suck it. I leant forward, at the same time feeling the guy behind me, start to bugger my arse again. This time it was very, very tight as my pussy was filled up with my vibrating tool. I moaned in pain, before he got into a rhythm and the feeling was incredible. I was moaning loudly and the guy behind me said to his mate "Fuck's sake get your dick in her mouth to shut her up" A second later I was gagging on the guy's cock. I could smell him, he obviously hadn't washed his cock that morning, and I felt like a slut, slurping on a dirty cock. I was too far gone to care, in fact the taste turned me on more. The excitement built quickly - I was so close to cumming, I was gagging and moaning loudly. I came and screamed onto the cock and he shot a jet of cum down my throat. I couldn't believe how strongly I came, I felt wave after wave overcome me till I nearly fainted. The pain and pleasure in my pussy and arse was almost too much to take. I heard the guy still fucking me grunt and moan and then he took his cock out my arse, and splashed a huge load of spunk all over my back. "Right, fuck off and get your flight" I picked up my stuff, put my blouse and skirt on, found my jacket and start running for my flight. I was last on-board. I put my bag in the overhead locker and sat down. The steward came over with a glass of champagne. "I saw you got a hard time in Security – don't worry, your secret's safe with me." I smiled, sat back and drank from my glass. My arse and pussy were throbbing. I could still taste the guy's cum in my mouth. I could still feel the other load, now drying on my back – I had 7 hours to recover, but as I thought back over what had just happened, my cunt twitched and I came again. I felt insatiable and wanted more. I knew as soon as I could, I was going to get a tool out of my bag and wank under a blanket – a long slow wank that I'd enjoy for most of the flight.