Pick me up at the airport? [MF]

Walking through the gates, her eyes met his. Her heart stopped as he placed his hands around her waist and he leant in passionately to kiss her.

“Well. That’s one way to say hello.”
“What’s the other way?”

With a devilish grin she looked up at the sign above his head. She smirked, grabbed his hand and whispered, “I’m going to show you. Check your phone in a minute.”

She started walking away, looking back she purred “if you want me, come and find me.”

His phone buzzed a minute later “women’s bathroom. Enter, turn right, last cubicle. Don’t knock, just push.”

It was around 4:30pm, and he worried about being caught. But it was her cheekiness and willingness to risk getting caught that aroused him so much. His heart pounded as he neared the women’s bathroom, quickly checking either side – it seemed clear.

He pushed the door, bumping into an elderly woman “mister I think you have the wrong bathroom.”

“Oh right, yes, excuse me, I’m so sorry”

Thrown off, he doubled back and waited around the corner. Again, he tried.

This time, he walked into the bathroom and it was dead quiet. He turned right, and went to the end cubicle. Gingerly pushing through door open, he was pulled in by the neck of his shirt and pushed against the door.

She pressed her entire body right against his. She’d taken her top off, her skirt was pushed up a little, her full breasts spilling out of a red lace bra. Breathing into his ear, a soft moan escaped her lips.

“I want you to take me right now. It’s been a long flight and I’ve missed feeling you inside me.”

He didn’t hesitate. He grabbed her and kissed her, along her beautiful neck, across her collarbones, scooping her breasts out, kissing and sucking them.

She moaned softly, as he expertly pinched her nipples with just the right amount of pressure, before sucking them gently to soothe the sensation. She hooked a leg around his waist, her hips pressed tight against his. She moved her hips, pushing into him, simulating sex. She was so hot for him, her décolletage flushing crimson, giving away her arousal.

Hitching up her skirt he hastily pulled at her pantyhose. She stopped, looked at him, placed a leg on the seat of the toilet and ripped them. This turned him on even more. He found her so ridiculously sexy, her bangs framing her face, her full lips smeared with lipstick from their heated make out. Her eyes were clear and shining, and full of desire. It made him throb in his pants. He would do anything she asked.

“Touch me. Feel how wet I am for you.”

She pulled his hand down, placing it between her thighs. He knelt down in front of her, his hands on her hipbones. He didn’t even care if anyone heard or saw, he was completely entranced. Kissing up her legs, her thighs, he hovered over her lips. They seemed swollen, and in the bathroom light he could make out the wetness, as it made her sex glow. It looked so inviting and pretty.

Gripping her thighs he began to lick and suck. She grasped at his wavy brown hair, a fistful of it between her delicate fingers. He tongues deeper, lapping up here sweet and salty juices which laced her pink folds. He couldn’t get enough of her pussy, and how she tasted. He could pleasure her and savour her for hours. He’d missed her, and her gorgeous little cunt.

His erection slightly uncomfortable in his pants he began to kiss up her body, from her wide and curvy hips to her flat stomach, to her breasts, which were still imprisoned by her bra.

“I know why you stopped.”
She placed a hand on his crotch, squeezing his erection, causing him to moan loudly. He loved how she touched him. He loved seeing his cock in her hands, his cock in her mouth, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy as he gave her every inch with everything he had to give. She was addictive.

Undoing his pants, the bathroom door opened. He froze. A group of ladies walked in, chatting away. But she didn’t hesitate. She pulled his pants down to his knees, and in one move she pulled his boxers down whilst taking the head of his gorgeous cock into her cherry red, pillowy lips. She started to suck, hard. She made no noise, except for the occasional enthusiastic sucking sound, which made him start to thrust into her mouth.

She was beautiful, and he loved looking down seeing her pleasure him, provide her mouth to make him feel so incredibly good. He held her face as she sucked, her hand twisting the base of his cock. Her strokes were swift and tight. She gripped him with confidence, and sucked him with great skill. She really had a talented tongue. He felt the cum building up inside him, but knew he had to save that. He wanted to fill her pussy with his load.

“Baby. You’re going to get me so close. Turn around.”

Obeying his command, she turned and faced the wall, her hands pressed against the tile. The rush of excitement, knowing she was about to be filled, made her flustered. Gripping her little waist he pushed her legs out a little, pulling her skirt up a little higher. He felt her heat radiate as he plunged a finger inside her.

She let out a loud moan, which echoed in the bathroom. It was dead quiet again, which amplified it. He clapped a hand over her mouth and whispered in her ear “for moaning so loud you’re going to get it rough. I’ve been waiting three weeks to have you, you’ve teased and toyed with me, and I’m going to give you every last drop. By the time we fuck again when we get to my place, I’m going to need to fill you again. This whole week, you’re going to be leaking my cum.”

He placed a hand around her throat and firmly pushed inside. She was extremely tight, and she moaned again, his hand muffling the sound. Four rough pumps in, he eased back a little, before picking up a steady rhythm, sliding in and out, each thrust deeper than the last. He felt as his head reaches deeper inside her, her walls slick with her juices and so warm and tight around his cock. He didn’t want to stop. Being inside her felt so damn good.

She turned around and bit her lip “this is nice but I though you said you wanted to fuck me rough? “

That was it. He pushed her against the wall, the toilet between their legs. She placed her legs on the seat, her hands were above her head, and he fucked her harder than he ever has before. Her perfect ass bounced back against him, spurring him on further. He couldn’t keep this up, he couldn’t hold on, he just wanted to explode inside her, and shoot every last drop of his built up cum as deep as he could.

“Yeah keep fucking me like that. I thought you said you missed me?”
Teasing him, he became even more animalistic, spanking her ass and thrusting faster again. Sweat dripped from his brow as he pounded her tight juicy lips. He felt the orgasm building, when she grabbed his hand.

“Give me every last drop baby.”

That one line sent him reeling. It was a body shattering orgasm, he felt himself go weak at the knees as he came inside her. Rope after rope, his cum coated her inner walls. She tensed, milking him completely.

They were both breathless, and he just savoured those final moments inside her in the airport bathroom cubicle.

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