Young and Sweet
The drive to the airport was uneventful.
I parked the car in long-term parking and went to check in
with the airline. The Ticket agent at the desk was a beautiful,
middle age redhead.
She smiles at me. "Can I help you? she asks.
You can come around that desk, and suck my dick
runs through his mind. "I need to check in for the 1201
to D.C."
"May I have your ticket please?"
As she bent down to write down the ticket number, her blouse
moves forward, exposing her cleavage, and just a glimpse
of her lacey black Bra.
I have to get laid soon, I'm becoming obsessed
with sex. I thought.
"Your plane boards in fifteen minutes have a nice
flight, " she said, as she returned my ticket. "Thank
you. Have a nice flight."
I walked over to the waiting area, and found an open seat.
Across from me, sitting by herself was a stunning blond
of about 19. About 5'7 tall, wearing a sheer white blouse,
so sheer he can see her light pink bra underneath. She was
wearing a short red skirt, light pink nylons, and red pumps.
She bent over to adjust her luggage. The movement causes
her nipples to harden. As I watched, his cock begins to get
very hard. Her head turned in my direction, I moved my carry
on onto my lap, and hoped that she did not notice my growing
bulge. A sly smile appeared on her face, and I knew that she
had seen it.
Then the most amazing thing happened, she slid her legs
apart. Oh my god, shes not wearing any panties.
There open for his inspection was her womanhood. She looks
around, stared directly in to my eyes, and raises her skirt
even higher. Her sweet pussy was fully exposed to my view.
Her snatch was shaved except towards the top. There it had
been trimmed into the shape of a heart. As she crossed her
legs, her lips parted, I caught a brief glance of her, wide
open.
"Flight 1201, to Washington now boarding, "
blared the loud speaker. They boarded the aircraft. I choose
a seat by the window. I began to read my book.
After a few minutes, a soft sexy voice asked, "Is this
seat taken?"
There, standing before me, like a vision from a wet dream,
was the beautiful blonde from the lounge.
"No, " I replied, "please sit down."
"Thank you. I hate to fly. I feel much better sitting
with someone.
She put her luggage in the overhead compartment. I couldn't
help but notice her firm pert breasts, the nipples sticking
through her bra and blouse.
Embarrassed, I dropped my book in my lap, to hide my growing
erection.
She then asked, "Would you mind if I had the window
seat?"
"Not at all, " I replied.
As we changed places her arm brushes my erect member. We
made introductions and made small talk as the plane taxied
out.
"Would you mind holding my hand during take off? I
am truly afraid of flying, " she said.
"I would be honored dear lady, " I replied.
She took my hand, and our fingers interlaced. The aircraft
starts down the runway. As the nose came up, she pulls my
hand into the valley of her cleavage. Her fingers tighten
even more as the landing gear left the ground.
Over the intercom came the announcement, "We have
reached cruising altitude, you may remove your seatbelts
now." Mary releases my hand.
"I must reward you for you kindness."
She leaned over the armrest and places a soft gentle kiss
on my lips. The kiss that started as a gentle reward grew
rapidly. His tongue probed her sweet red lips. They opened
at his touch. Their tongues began to explore.
The kiss, like the energizer bunny kept going and going.
Finally like all good thing, it came to an end. The approach
of the stewardess broke the moment. We each let out a little
sigh.
"We are turning down the cabin lights, so the other
passengers can sleep. Can I get you a pillow or blanket?"
she asked.
"Both please, " I answered.
I turned to my new companion, "What would you like."
The blonde hesitates a second, almost as if she were trying
to make up her mind.
"I'd like a pillow please. And if you don't
mind, I'll share your blanket.
I put the pillow under my head and spread the course airline
blanket across our laps.
"I can't get comfortable, " stated the
blonde.
I thought for a second, hoping that my answer won't
be to forward.
"I can raise the armrest, and you want to lean on my
shoulder."
"Are you sure? You don't mind? she replied.
"You are a dear. Thank you again my gentle Knight."
Her soft long blonde hair settles across my shoulder. I
could feel the warmth of her cheek through his shirt.
I thought to myself, These things don't happen
too me. A fantasy forms in his mind, this blonde,
a hot tub, and some champagne. My fantasy is interrupted,
as a hand lightly massaged my crotch. Her fingernails begin
to rake slowly up the length of my shaft.
He looked over to her. Her head was still on my shoulder.
Her eyes closed. A soft humming comes from her lips. I leaned
down to kiss her hair. Her head rises. Her eyes open.
She whispers to me, "I'm going to suck you dry."
Her fingers undid the button of my jeans. The zipper was
pulled down. Her thumb strokes the underside of the head
of my cock, which was protruding out of my bikini underwear.
She pulled my pants as far apart as possible. Her hand encircled
my hard cock, and began to stroke me.
Her head disappeared under the blanket. I can feel her blonde
tresses on my stomach. Her long hot tongue starts to lap
at the head, like a kitten drinking. My senses were reeling.
My mind centered on the moment. Then she sucks the head of
my cock into her mouth.
Oh God this can't be happening to me,
I thought.
The pace of her hand increases, faster and faster. She began
to suck on the head, like a child would suck on a Tootsie Pop.
My breathing become ragged, my hips thrust forward. I felt
the moment approach.
Inside my body, the hot boiling fluid was ready to come forth.
I struggled to remain quite, not wanting the other passengers
to know, that soon I will fill her mouth with his cum.
It began, that driving feeling. Nothing matters now, nothing
exists, just Mary and me. I exploded. One.... two...three...four.
Nine pulses of sperm were driven forward. A gasp escapes
my lips. She continues to suck, getting every drop of my
cum.
Her head came up from under the blanket, a huge smile on her
face. Her green eyes were glowing with delight. I notices
a small drop of cum still on her lips. Her tongue flicked
out and captured it.
"I love doing that, " she told me.
I leaned forward and kissed her. Our tongues intertwined.
I could taste my cum still on her lips. I threw the blanket
aside. Not caring where it went.
"Come with me."
I led her to the small bathroom in the back of the plane. We
entered, and I locked the door. Another deep soulful kiss,
our tongues swept back and forth in the others mouth. I lifted
her up and placed her on the small washstand. I dropped to
my knees, and lifted her skirt.
There before me was the whole reason for this strange encounter.
Her sweet pussy, her lips blood red with excitement, her
fine heart shaped pubic hair pointing toward her clit protruding
from it's hood, her sweet love juice flooding down
her thighs.
I explored her inner thighs with my tongue, slowly moving
towards her pleasure center. The tip on my tongue tasted
her as it traced the outer lips.
I followed them all the way around, careful to avoid contact
with her sensitive love button. When I got back to where
I started, I started up the inner lips. My tongue split the
lips and I entered her.
The sensation over came me. Her love juice flooded my face.
Gentle moans fill the small room. I looked up. Her head tilted
back, her eyes closed her hands massaging her own breasts,
extract written on her face. As my tongue made contact with
her clitoris for the first time, a gasp escapes her lips.
My tongue flicked back and forth over her clit. Her breathing
becomes ragged. Small shivers run through her body. I sucked
her clit between my lips. She gives a louder gasp.
She bite her lower lip, trying to stay quite. Her body tensed,
her face froze as if locked into one second in time.
Her orgasm drove all self-control from me. I dropped my
jeans and underwear. In one smooth motion I drove my re-hardened
cock deep into her hot pussy. As our loins meet, the shivers
start in both of us. Both knew that this would not take much
longer.
My pumping at a furious pace thrusts us closer and closer
to the ultimate escape. Faster and faster I fucked her.
Sounds become impossible to control, pure lust had over
taken us both. The boiling sensation in my balls told me
that the moment was NOW.
I leaned forward and kissed her passionately. With one
final thrust, I buried myself as deep as possible.
She screams in my ear, "I'M COMMMMING........."
and so did I.
As we left the bathroom, the stewardess stops them in the
isle.
"What were you doing in there?"
We looked at each other with smiles the size if the Grand
Canyon on our faces. And in unison we said, "She really
hates to fly."
Six months later, he got home from work. He dropped his keys
on the table. He starts the answer machine.
A female voices said, "Hi, I hope you remember me.
I have to fly to D.C on Thursday, Flight 347. I need another
white knight to hold my hand. If you want to go and come with
me, give me a call.
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