Imagine sitting next to a handsome man and having the most interesting and engaging conversation. He’s kind and funny, witty and charming and such a gentleman when he hands you a blanket to spread over your lap since you’re a little chilly. Racy talk and innuendo find their way into your conversation and you know that he sees that flash of desire in your eyes.
You find yourself wanting him to touch you and welcoming the familiar tingly warmth spreading between your legs…
You press your leg against his and feel your heart quicken when he lightly places his hand on your leg as he makes a point and makes you laugh….again
Those hands of his….big and strong, they had seen hard work, yet they were deft and nimble and well kept. She lost focus on his words for a moment and found herself wondering what kind of magic those hands could produce…
“Anna….Anna!” his voice saying her name startled her back to reality and she stammered her way back into their chat. They made their way from music to movies to her favorite, the beach. She saw a twinkle in his eye when he told her how beautiful she must be in a bikini….
She showed him some pictures on her phone, relishing the opportunity to lean in a bit closer to him and God, he smelled like pine trees and salt water, such a strong, comforting, manly smell. He saw her face flush and smiled as if he knew…
It was nice to find such an interesting traveling companion on a red eye flight. One by one others clicked off their reading lights to drift off to sleep, but Anna’s new friend had other ideas.
She had turned a little away from him to lean on him a bit and felt her breath catch in her throat when his hand grazed her upper thigh. She offered no resistance and parted her legs slightly and melted into him when his hand found its way squarely between her legs.
Her head arched backwards into his shoulder as he found his way past her panties which she suddenly wished she hadn’t been wearing. She reveled in the low growl that escaped his throat when he felt precisely how wet she had become.
Everywhere he touched felt like he was setting her on fire. She gasped as he slid a finger inside her and simultaneously worked her clit with the pad of his thumb. His other hand soon found its way to her face and throat and she longed for him to stick his fingers in her mouth…
His rhythm was strong and steady and before she knew it, she was grinding and raising her hips against his hand as he quickened his pace. She was oh so close, that warm wave of pleasure building in her middle, her nipples so hard they ached and when he pinched and pulled them she came hard on his fingers with his hot mouth on her neck.
He could feel her muscles clench and release as her orgasm overcame her and gradually subsided. He slowly, achingly let his fingers slide out of her and she melted inside when he immediately placed them in his mouth and told her how good she tasted….
He excused himself to the restroom to wash up. Anna straightened her clothing and caught her breath. She needed to stretch her legs and was shocked to find them taking her straight to the now occupied bathroom…
She smiled when she got there and realized the door was closed, but not locked. She took a deep breath, opened it and stepped inside….
He was standing there with the most wicked grin plastered across his face. She barely noticed though before seeing that he was holding the thickest, most beautiful cock she’d ever seen. It was so hard it looked like it would burst and she licked her lips as she saw the bead of precum glistening on that swollen mushroom head…
She slid to her knees and couldn’t wait to suck that beautiful cock. She took him into her mouth as deeply as she could and loved the way he tasted. She could feel herself dripping wet and knew she wouldn’t be complete until he buried that cock inside her.
He had both hands full of her beautiful blonde hair and steadily fucked her mouth. As if he could read her mind, he lifted her to her feet and spun her around. His hands devoured her perky tits and his mouth covered her neck with hot, wet kisses from her earlobe to her collarbone. She could feel her heartbeat in her swollen pussy as she arched her back and pushed against him…
He pushed her forward so she was bent in half with the entirety of her exposed to him. She wanted, no, needed him inside of her. She wanted to feel him in her soul and quite literally squealed when instead of feeling his cock press against her, his hot, wet, agile tongue danced around her aching pussy….
He worked his way over the length of her, kissing and licking her in places where no one ever had before, the roughness of his beard a stark contrast to the soft warmth of his mouth. She was amazed at how good his tongue felt on her asshole. He fingered her relentlessly and sucked on her soaking wet lips. The combination of two fingers inside her rubbing her g spot and his mouth on her clit was too much. Her face reddened as she held her breath as wave after orgasmic wave crashed over her as she came all over his face.
She stood there on wobbly legs like a newborn deer. Just as she was worried that she didn’t have the strength to stand, she felt those strong, now comfortable hands grab her hips, hard. He teased her with the head of his cock which felt harder than it was before, if that were physically possible. Every time the head of his swollen member bumped past her engorged clit, she couldn’t stifle the whimper that jumped out of her throat.
Finally, she felt him pressing against her. Filled with lust, she pushed backwards into him and he was inside her, filling her, providing that delightful stretch that she hadn’t felt in quite some time. She could feel the head of his cock bumping against her insides, never had she been touched so deeply. His hands pulled her hips back into him deeper as he dug himself fully into her and she had no control of the orgasm that wracked her body. He pulled out achingly slowly until only the very top of him remained in her and started fucking her with slow, half strokes.
“Mooooore…” was all she could grunt as she longed to be filled again. He was teasing her with his cock, withholding it from her, making her beg him to be filled by it. This was a game and she was his toy.
He pulled her upwards toward him and had one hand on her stiffened nipples and the other around her throat. He squeezed and every time he stopped teasing her and bottomed out, he squeezed harder…not on the front to prevent her from getting air, but on the sides to occlude blood flow to her brain just enough that she felt euphoria washing over her.
He spun her around and with strength aplenty, sat her on top of the counter. “I want to see your face when you cum again” he groaned and she was lost in his voice, in the power he so willfully exhibited over her. She was his, completely.
With her knees pressed back into her armpits, he buried himself inside her once again and the moan she let out was so guttural and animalistic that it frightened her. His mouth was on hers as his rhythm steadied and quickened, steadied and quickened. His tongue flicked and flipped and played with hers before his mouth was on her breasts, first one then the other and she felt her pussy tightened as he sucked and tugged at her nipples with able tongue and mouth.
He was fucking her so hard and fast and deep that she forgot where she was. She knew he had to be close and she desperately wanted him to have his release. When she sensed him on the edge she scooted back and he popped out of her and in a flash her hands and mouth were working him, relishing the taste of her cum on his cock.
He had her behaving so naughtily, like he’d awakened the cock-hungry vixen inside her and she knew she’d never be the same again. She was torn from her thoughts as she felt his balls tighten and his muscles clench. She stroked his thickness with both hands as jet after jet of hot, sticky cum shot onto her face and chest. She had never seen such a load and she felt a sense of pride that she was able to coax it out of him.
The sound of both of them catching their breath filled the tiny room. They were both covered in sweat and smelled of each other’s sex. He smiled at her and kissed her so longingly, so deeply, it was as if their souls were connected like lovers from another time.
Cleaned up and reseated, she nestled into him again, completely sated and spent, safe and strangely comfortable in the strong arms of this traveling man. She could feel a smile teasing the corners of her mouth as she drifted off into a well earned and much needed sleep….
The end
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/rljzzq/late_night_flight