From the corner of his eyes Ryan could witness Eve's sudden departure. Her perfume and the scent of her arousal still lingered on as he thought what lovely Eve would do back there in the First Class seat next to Frank.
Hearing Maddie's moans he turned his full attention back to her. Her hands around my head she forced her wet pussy even harder on my mouth. Her juices covering my face Ryan pushed his tongue gently between her flashy folds.
"Uuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Maddie encouraged him on - his tongue twisting upwards inside to find the sensitive spot.
Holding her tight with his hands around the round cheeks of her ass - pushing her into his face even harder Maggie began to buck and scream out her first orgasm. His face and lips covered in her juices - Maddie cumming like a waterfall Ryan lapped it all up. Savoring her taste.
Letting Maddie catch her breath Ryan stood her up against the fuselage. The cool inside skin of the aircraft sent a little shiver down her body. Positioning her right foot on the bed that made up most of the rest area Ryan kept Maddie's body in his arms. Slowly unzipping his pants he began to tease her with the head of his erect cock. Slowly parting her lips with it he teased her hole, the lips and the portal of her pussy.
Yeah we got a couple looks from the near by passengers as Mike and I slipped through the thin lavatory door. My heart starting to seize up as he pushed the door closed behind him and the light went on. Shit i hate small spaces, and these things are so small.
I must have been digging my nails into his hand, because he was sort of wincing.
"Sorry Mike.'
"It's ok, squeeze has hard as you need to, but you better get busy? before you have that accident?'
I deftly hiked my dress up and slid down my peach colored panties, string bikinis from Vic Sec. I saw Mikes eyes follow the whisp of cotton down to my ankles.
"Should i promise not to look?' He was smiling.
"Look, donn look, whatever, juss donn make me wait!'
Down I sat on the plastic seat, actually feeling pretty silly despite my bravado. Not looking up at Mike as I parted my thighs just enough, trying to relax. Rewarded at last by that soft splashing sound, whew! I mean just in time! Seems like it took forever, and I was to embarrassed to even glance up. Finally doing the toilet paper thingie, as discreetly as possible, which was probable not very, patting my precious place to avoid that drippey problem we all hate.
But when i stood up I dint tug the panties back up. Sorta left em on the floor and squated to pick them up, waving them like my little flag in front a Mike's face.
'Like a trophy for your help?' I was smiling as I tucked the tiny panties in his shirt pocket, leaving enough showing so they looked like a pocket hanky. The shade of peach perfect with his lime green polo shirt.
The room so tiny I was all but pressed up against his bigger body. Going up on tip toes so I could press my nose just to his chin. My hands around his waist, scratching his back through his shirt with my sharp nails. Hey, it wasn't part a the mission, but can't a girl mix work and pleasure?
I wasn't sure if I believed Mikki about the bathroom thing or not, but it was true. I turned to the side as much as I could in that tiny space to give her some measure of privacy. I could hear her going so I knew when she was done. I looked back in time to see Mikki waving her panties at me and then placing them in my shirt pocket. I was mesmorized by the fact that this exquisitely beautiful woman was giving me her panties.
"would you like a trophy", she says. She tucks them in my pocket and begins gets closer to scrach my back and nuzzle her nose to my chin.
"I would love a trophy", I say as my arms encircle her lithe body and I pull her closer to me. I feel the curves of her body mesh and meld with mine. I move my head down and place a slow, soft kiss on those beautiful lips. I let the tip of my tongue slide along her top lip before I move it into her mouth to caress her tongue. Our bodies are so close I know she can feel my penis getting hard as my hands begin to roam along her back and down to where her hemline ends...
I thought he'd keep his trophy. Seems rather fond of panties actually. Hmmmmm, yes, there, yes. My mind reacting as his hands slide over the curve of my behind, my leather dress like skin, stretched so taught, soft and supple. Please donn stop, silently urging him. Knowing how close he was to my hemilne, to the naked backs of my thighs. Clue guys? juss touch the backs of my thighs, or slightly between them, that will do it, promise. You'll be there.
Now Michael was. I jerked so hard at the first touch of his fingertips on my firm smooth thighs that he stopped. Damnit.
'No, noooooo,' moaning, trying to lean up to his ear, 'donn stop, no donn stop?' If my throaty voice didn't do it, the press of my hips into his had to right? Yes. 'Yefff, ohhhhhhhhh puuuuuleeeeze?'
Fingers between my thighs, slowly tracing up, up to my hem, knowing what I had, or dint have, on underneath. Nuthin, bare bottom and bare everything. Feeling my dress hiked up, over my white little behind, which he was admiring in the mirror huh?
'Oh that is a sweet ass Mikki,' he seemd to say almost to himself. I had to laugh.
'You are one sweet talker Michael', laughing in what was more a growl. Squirming my hips against him as he enjoyed himself back there, his fingers starting to probe, sliping irresitably bewteen my taught round cheeks. Yikes.
Kissing his chin, he hasn't figured out yet how short I am (and left my heels at the seat), can't even kiss him on the damn moff if he doesn't lean down here a little.
Then smaaaaack! 'Whooooa!' I gasp too loudly, 'that hurt!' He smacked my butt! and hard too. Laughing at me now, 'sorry, couldn't resist anything that cute'.
'Well if you like it that much, how'd it feel perched in your lap back at the seats? facing you, this zipper all the way down in front?'
'Jeez Mikki, we could? you are insane aren't you?'
'Yes, insane, plus if I spend one more minute in this friggin death closet am goona barf on your shirt outa sheer panic. but yes we could do it, is why they give us those huge first class blankets, to fuck under. Wanna go play tent?'
He wanted to. A real camper. And listen, I wasn't just being a slut ok? I mean I only suggested it so I could get back to keeping my eye on my mission. Really, I'm not shittin ya ok? Really?
As we squeezed outa the restroom and made or way up the aisle, his hand never leaving my rump, I was hoping I wasn't actually dripping a trail of girl juice all the way up the cabin. Yes, I get real wet. Real.
OOC: Now this is horrible and you are gonna hate me 'Michael'. After leading you to water I'm not gonna let you drink. At least not till next Sunday. Cause me and my gf is goin to Jamaica first thing tomorrow morning for a week. I am so excited, but also so sorry to bolt. Is my first thread, so not sure what ya'll do with the story when this happens? Stone and pillar me I guess. Some one take over for me if they want. And think of my little white butt grilling on the beach in my thong. Smile.
OOC:enjoy your trip...I'll wait for you no prob...this is my first role play here as well.
I couldn't believe what she was telling me. Of course I'd love to go tent.....To make love to this woman, whether people watch or not, who cares?!!!!
We walk back to our seats. On the way back I can't get my hand off her behind. I can feel that smooth skin underneath her skirt and I can't wait to touch it more with my hands and mouth. As we're walking single file I look down and can't help but notice what appears to be a solitary drop of something beginning to slide down Mikki's leg. Takes me a second to realize what it is and I have a sudden urge to turn her around and drop to my knees right there and taste her. Luckily I control myself, at least until we get to our seats I will.
She looks back at me and I can see that she is definitely excited which turns me on even more. By the time we get back to our seats I have a very uncomfortable walk going. Jeans are nice to wear, but sometimes it doesn't leave a lot of room for packaging....
I sat there having a nice nap, sort of dreZming about being curled up with Eve on the plane under our blanket,and then aftef the plane landed taking her out to dinner and spending the night with her, calling my wife and telling her I wouldnt be home for another day as the meerting was extended
Suddenly I awoke and realized she wasnt there beside me. I looked around and there she was chatting with some other people, standing in the aisle, with a glass of champagne in her hand.
I got uyp and didnt wanrt to leasve her purse there unguarded, so I picked it up and walked to her. Putting my arm around her familiarly like I had been in my dreamworld. I asked "How are you doing?"
She replied "fine" I said lets take a little walk. When she said she'd get her purse, I handed it to her, took her hand, and headed for the lavatory.She followed close behind.When we got there, there was an unoccupied sign on the door, so we entered and locked the door.
She followed along, wondering what was up.
"Alright you have me in a bathroom on a plane, care to tell me why?" She laughed a little. This was a first.
"Couldnt we just talk at our seats?"
She sat down on the toilet seat and waited to find out what was on his mind.
She still had her champagne glass in her hand. I took it from her and took a sip, and then set it down on the counter.
I told her aboyt thinkinbg about herand then dozing off, dreaming of cuddling up with her under the blanket, but there was still too much activity going on in the cabin for that, and there was no place private except in here. I held out my hand, inviting her to her feet
She stood up with his assistance.
"You brought me here because you had a dream about us? I dont know Frank... you are a married man.... Thats normally a taboo" She stood and met his gaze. She was still a little shorter than he was, even with her heels on.
"normal? who wants to be normal?" I said, as we stood close together in that tiny space. I looked into her eyes, and she into mine, and then we kissed.
She knew I played and had given my wife all the permission she needed to play too. If she wanted to play, I wanted to be her playmate, but it was up to her to make the choice. She softened in my arms as hers went around me too and our kiss got hotter and wetter
She stepped back from his kiss, looking into his eyes.
"Well if you are ready to play. then by all means.. Show me whats on your mind" She stepped back a step and waited for his next move.
occ: sorry got side tracked and this damn thread didnt send me a post notice! SP
"You are what is on mymind", I murmurred, as I sat on the seat where she had been.My arms went around her ass and I pilled her to me,and nuzzled my face into her middle, while my fingers explored her ass.
She hadnt said no nor made any great effort to escape, sdo she must have at least been interested in the possibilities.
I looked up at her face and she was looking at me with wide eyes, as my hands went under her skirt and found theur wasy back to ther cheeks of her ass, covered only by the very sheer panties she wore,which needed to be removed. My hands roamed and she felt wonderful, as I nuzzled her timmy with my nose.
As his hands worked their way up under her skirt, she felt the stirrings of lust worm its way into her center.
"I am on your mind hmm? Care to show me whats on that mind of yours?" Eve looked down at where he sat, daring him with her eyes to do what he wanted. She kicked off her heels and didnt pull away from his hands. She felt his fingertips brush against her panty line, moving slowly up and down her ass cheeks. Slight shivers made her skin come alive and tingle.
"Still interested in seeing my tattoo Frank?"
With her heels off, she was a few inches lower, enabling me to nuzzle right in between her breasts, in behind a very nice but slightly sheer blouse.
When she asked if I still wanted to see her tattoo I remembered telling her I wanted to, and smiled at her. I lifted the skirt to expose up above her knees, but that wasn't high enough. She had said it was pretty high, enticing me even more. I couldnt lift the hemline any further without completely crumpling it, so I reached around her and found the clasp and zipper. Undoing the clasp, and lowering the zipper let the skirt slip down with a little help from my loving wandering hands, and there she was in her blouse and a slip. She stepped out of the skirt and I picked it up and folded it, before resuming my explorations, now knowing she was as hot as I was.
This time my hands stroked the inside of her thigh,and as my left hand reached the apex, I asked if I was close to her little tiger. She gasped and utterred in broken words, "you are my tiger now."
I lifted her and sat her on the counter.I was close enough in that small space,and with her slip bunched up around her middle, she spread her legs to show me her tattoo. It was spectacular and I was immediately jealous of the tattoo artist who got to spend so much time working right there. I just knew she had to get turned on by that, and would have bet a bundle she had fucked him afterward, but that was history - this was now, as I leaned in to kiss her tiger. I looked up to see her glazed eyes, as her hand went to the back of my head and pulled me in close.
Those little panties hid nothing, and I kissed her right where it counted, and then licked and inhaled her scent telling her how lovely she was (and still is).
With my thumb I pulled the little strand of cloth aside and licked again, thrusting my tongue home and swirling it around, tasting her juices and loving every little slurp. She was very wet, with my saliva contributing a lot, as I suddenly stood and kissed her mouth, sharing her tastes with her,and holding her tightly. Our tongues met and she tasted herself from mine as her hands found my hardness beneath my trousers, and she fumbled for my zipper too
He sat her up on the little counter area and spread her legs wide, looking down at him slowly moving towards her center, her breathing picks up a little. She watched as if in a daze as his tongue snaked out to lap at her. Instant reaction, her thighs clenched up and she moaned, digging her nails into his scalp. She quaked a little, and moved her hips towards him, seeking more of the warmth and pleasure he was giving her. he slowly moved back and up. Kissing her deeply, she tasted herself on his lips. She roughly pulled him to her and kissed him back. Her tongue stroking along his in a frenzied state. She reached out and unzipped his pants, using her stocking clad feet to pull them down. Once she had him free, she sowly stroked the length of his cock. Moaning louder she hooked her ankles behind his back and pulled him closer once again. She suckled his tongue into her mouth and slowly rocked her hips back and forth.
Her whispered pleads echoed in the bathroom "Now Frank.. Please?" She felt like she was melting, this was very erotic.. and very dangerous. Any second they could be discovered. It hieghtened her lust for more. Her nipples perked up as he butted against her inner folds.
I slid right in as soon as I held the fabric aside. I felt her warmth all up and down my cock and it felt wonderful. Her arms around my neck pulled my mouth to hers as her tongue expored me, as my cock explored her down below,and we joined the club. No fees, no dues, just a lot of pleasure as I thrust in and out slowly, and enjoyed having her legs wrapped all around me pulling me in tight.
Suddenly I started to come and she must have too as I heard her whimpers and sighs, and then a muffled scream that could have been heard throughout the whole plane, I thought, as there was a knock on the door.
I pulled out of her unfortunately, and put myself back together after wiping myself off with some kleenex., but I wouldnt leave her yet. Back to the seat, I went back and licked her pussy a little cleaner and helped wipe her too, so she wouldn't be too messy.
After we took turns getting our clothes back together, we opened the door and there was another passenger anxiously awaiting their turn to use the facilities. With a sheepish grin, we went back to our seats.Everything was quiet by now, and Ryan was nowhere to be seen. We sat and covered ourselves with the blanket, and facing each other with our seats back, we kissed again and I whispered to her how much I had enjoyed that, and suggested that when we landed in LA, we disembark and get ourselves a hotel room for the day. I hoped maybe she would fly up to Seattle with me and come visit us, and maybe stay a while, hiding from, her daddy,and maybe she and my wife might even get it on. I would love to watch them together.
"Jeepers!' I hopped a bit as I felt his fingers between my thighs, caressing up toward my pantiless behind. I think the woman in 17E sniggled as we went by, no doubt seeing this guys fingers wiping the clear trail of girl goo from my thighs. So very embarrassing.
Not that he cared. I got the feeling he woulda dropped and licked my treasure right there in the aisle. Oooohhh Michelle, donn even let your self think that! Thankfully for my public image we slipped into first class and back into our seats. Before any major assualt had been mounted on my virginal parts. Virginal? a girl can dream huh?
'Now where's that friggin blanket!' I heard him hiss as he stood back up to search the overheard. Pushing his jeans right on to my startled face. The stiff denim seemed to be concealing a stiff something else. That looks uncomfortable, I am thinking as my evil fingers flick the Levi Straus copper snap open and 'ziiiipppppp' the metal teeth of his fly open. 'Oh my!' I gasp and then giggle as Mr. Red pops out and slaps my nose. Then giggle as I wrap my fingers around it. well, not 'around' it causs my fingers is way too small and it is way too big, but I do the best I can.
'Could I help you with that Sir?' sudden the voice of Miss Perfect Stewardess whispers. I fight back a laugh as my tongue laps along the warm base of Mr. Red. Yuuummmmy.
'Eeerrrruuugh?' the poor guy moans as I feel his knees start to buckle. Lap, lap, lapping.
OH SHIT! I can't believe she just pulled out my dick and of course it had to be right when the stewardess showed up. But damn that feels good. She definitely knows what she's doing. I look at the stewardess and kind of shrug a little sheepishly. I know I should probably move, but I just can't seem to disect myself from Mikki's mouth.
I look down and notice her hand not quite all the way around my cock and of course her tongue dancing along it's length. I just tilt my head back and slowly move to sit in my seat without letting Mikki's tongue leave me. I'm not sure what the stewardess is going to do, but she seems to be staring an awful lot and she doesn't seem to be upset by it all.
I'm still wondering where the blanket is, but for some reason I'm not too worried about it as Mikki continues to hold my attention.
OOC: I waz sorta waitin for someone else to carry on, but here goes.
IC: The poor guy (damn I've forgotten what he said his name was, and I hate when that happens with my lips on a guys dick and all, should at least know his name?) seemed as startled as a new born colt. Though the stew has a calm collected smile on her face. Maybe she's seen this plenty a times already.
Anyways, I am like a terrier, my lips around the fat head of his cock, no letting go, as he eases over me and back into the window sit. I lean over, my long dark hair in his lap, giving us just a little privacy as my fingers work his swelling dick outa his jeans. Got it out juss in time too or would got so big it woulda been trapped in there! and that is always bad. But there it is, balls and all, pink and pumped and my tongue under it as I dip my lil face down into his happy lap.
He moans, the stew sighs. 'Could I offer a blanket?' she cooes professionally. But not so professionally, her hand is deftly up the back of my skirt, discovering my panty problem, and her fingers taking a quick little dip in my precious place! Hmmmm, I really am wet! Now this is getting more and better interesting.
And at many thousand feet, might as well enjoy, not like my 'mission' is gonna take a walk out the front door huh? So I can focus all my slurping skills on this guy's fat meat, and guys always appreciate our fullest attention right girls?
mmmmmm...damn Mikki knows what she's doing and I'm glad she took the time to take the rest of my cock out of my jeans because it was definitely getting cramped in there. The stewardess doesn't seemed surprised by any of this and unless she's screaming for security there's no way I'm going to stop this.
I carefully get into the window seat and Mikki continues to give me her full attention. She's obviously had a lot of practice and for a petite girl she can definitely handle a mouthful. I don't think anyone's been able to get that much of me into their mouth in a long time. Just watching those petite hands of hers try to get all the way around my cock makes me pant with anticipation of how tight her pussy will be. I think this just as I notice the stewardess is still there and is checking out the fact that Mikki is not wearing any panties.
I put my hands on the back of Mikki's head and stroke her hair, neck, and upper back as she is giving me some intense attention. My "meat" feels like a steel pole it is so hard with arousal and large drops of precum continue to drip from the head of my cock.