Being blown in a free use airport

The walk was excruciatingly painful. His dick was pushing against the zipper of his pants and his balls were crying for release. The teasing woman had been enough to set him off. Desperate to change the scenery and get her off his mind, he half walked half jogged down the winding grey airport hallways until he saw the baggage claim. Slowing to walk, so as not to seem like a crazy person, he began looking for his flight’s appropriate baggage claim.
Let’s just get my luggage and get out of here before I embarrass myself.
Before he could find the right one, the lady from the immigration line waved him over. She had taken off her business coat and unbuttoned quite a few buttons on her blouse, revealing a beautiful set of breasts lightly cupped by a red lacy bra. She was also sporting a similar red armband.
He walked over to her. “Get your bags yet?” He asked. Damn what a stupid question.
“Not yet. How was your orientation?”
He tried not to blush. “Fine, I took the pill of course.”
She stepped in closer until she was right under his nose. “It didn’t leave you a little horny?”
Ben gulped. He was extremely horny. He was the horniest he’d ever been in his life.
Without asking, the woman began to fiddle with the buckle on his pants. A second later, she popped open his fly and slide down his pants. His dick sprang free and pointed straight at her.
“You don’t mind if I…” She looked up at him.
He was too nervous to make a sound. An eternity later, he felt her warm breath on his member and then she engulfed him. The thrilling sensation rushed through his entire body. Ben threw his head back in complete rapture.
Living completely in the moment, he ignored the public around him and simply enjoyed the woman giving him a blowjob. He let out a groan as she circled her tongue around the tip.
She was definitely a pro. She began to bob her head up and down, forcing her throat to open wider with every thrust. He looked down at her blonde hair, unsure of whether to touch her head or not.
Seeming to sense his indecision, she looked up at him and said. “Go ahead, love. I want this as much as you do.”
And with a flick of her wrist, she flipped her business skirt up over her hips exposing a bright pink thong nestled between her cheeks. Ben couldn’t resist giving her perfect ass a spank. She moaned on his dick, begging for more.
He began thrusting his hips, his whole body arching to meet her face.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a few people watching them. A man was openly masturbating to the sight of them and a woman next to him had a hand down her pants.
Ben didn’t care.
His attention was fully on the woman blowing him. She had one hand on his dick and another hand on her clit.
Ben was in heaven. The sight, the stimulation, and the hours of teasing began to send him over the edge.
In an absurd act of bravery, he reached down with one arm and ripped open her shirt, and began messaging her breasts.
She moaned even louder.
That sent him over the edge. He tried to warn her, “I’m close…” He mumbled. She moaned again and began to massage her clit even faster.
A moment later, he tensed and unleashed the hours of pent-up sexual frustration down this unknown woman’s throat.
She took every drop, slurping it up like ice cream. She cleaned him up and gave his cock a kiss before straightening up and looking him in the face. A small drop of cum leaking from her red lips.
“Thank you. That was lovely” She said. “And with a member like that, you’ll do fine here. I just wished we could have done more.” She motioned to the armbands which constructed them from both having further intercourse.
He looked down, expecting his dick to be softening, but it wasn’t. It stood erect as ever.
“Me too. Thank you. That was amazing.” Ben said in a haze.
Instead of repositioning her skirt over her ass, the woman simply unzipped the side, slipped out of it, and threw it in her purse.
Ben thought he might be in love. “I’m sorry, I don’t even know your name.”
She laughed. “Don’t worry about it. Things like that don’t matter here. I’m just lucky I got to be your first.” She gave his dick another squeeze. “Oh, there’s my bag!”
A few moments later Ben grabbed his black duffle bag from the luggage carousel and headed for the exit.
The woman was already gone, the last he saw of her was her beautiful tan legs stepping into a taxi.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/sdejcr/being_blown_in_a_free_use_airport