[MF] Airport hook up after flight M[36] and F[25]

I had responded with the gist of this story on another thread and was encouraged to share the details.

I M(36) at the time was on a flight for business to Florida. I was in the window seat and an attractive dark haired olive skinned mid 20’s woman was next to me on the aisle. We chatted briefly, she was flying to FL for a work convention with a number of coworkers seated a few rows up. They were all in sales, most appeared to be first jobs after college, excited to take a trip on an expense account.

I was trying to check her out without being too obvious. She had skin tight yoga pants on that had managed to hug the outline of her pussy perfectly as she slouched in her seat. I could only catch glimpses when she moved her magazine. Her thighs weren’t t overly skinny and made me think she had a nice round ass. The thin zippered jumper with a hoodie hugged her ample boobs well. She had raven dark hair that was pulled back into a simple pony tail and had to go at least half way down her back. She eventually drifted off to sleep and slumped over onto my shoulder. The zipper of her jumper lost some ground in the fight holding the two halves together against her full chest and I had a nice view of cleavage and the tan round top of her tits as she shifted against me. Eventually my left arm fell asleep but I didn’t want to wake her or move her.

The pilot made an announcement and woke her up, she was embarrassed and apologized for leaning all over me. I assured her I didn’t mind a beautiful woman sleeping on me. She laughed and asked,” Do you really think I am beautiful?”

I told her es and that is why I would let her get away with anything. Again she seemed to enjoy the flirting and pressed me bit by noticing I didn’t have ring on so I probably said that to all the girls. I confessed I had a girlfriend but I needed to keep my game sharp and that I wasn’t kidding she was a total smoke show. She seemed to love the expression smoke show. Her name was Amira and we talked about travel for a bit before she asked how my gf would feel about me hitting on a young woman on a plane. I countered with, “My gf isn’t here and she gets plenty of attention from me.” Amira teased me back, “Plenty of attention? That sounds made up and I bet she’d disagree.”

“No, I don’t think she would, I pretty much do whatever she wants me to do for her or to her.” I sipped the last bit in hoping she would press on by she let it go. After a long pause she admitted, “I live with my parents again after college so I don’t even have a boyfriend.” I expressed my shock and disbelief that someone as hot as her would be alone. Amira confessed her parents are pretty old school strict and constantly chide her about going out or spending money so she’s been just working and saving so she could move out.

The conversation moved on to plans for her own place and I said she’d soon have a guy over doing all her commands and desires. She wondered what sort of commands I thought she would have anld I said when my gf got her own place with no roommates it was like unleashing the hedonistic side I never knew she had. Amira rolled her eyes and accused me of being too flirty. I offered to stop but she smirked and rolled her shoulders a bit while saying go on, tell me something about it. I feigned ignorance and asked whatever did she mean? Amiri looked up the aisle at her co workers, as if they had any idea what we were talking about. Shyly she asked, “I’ve never done anything like this but tell me what you think I would like.”

I spent the last half hour of the flight telling her how I wanted to lick her pussy and that just seeing the outlined lips and imagined opening while she sat next to me made me hard. I caught her staring at my uncomfortable bulge straining against my khakis as I whispered about I wanted to finger bang her while sucking her clit. I admitted that after several years of sex with my gf I just wanted to fuck a hot younger woman until she came.

Amira and I never touched each other but I could see her squirming in her seat trying not to touch me or herself. I asked her if she ever masturbated and she admitted yes with her fingers, no toys.

Finally, when the plane touched down and our energy had to slow as we gathered up our items I told her, “Let me off first, tell your friends you meet them at the taxi stand, but follow me away from the gate.”

I wasn’t sure if she would actually do it but soon enough after I paused and pretended to be looking at connecting flights I saw her moving toward me. I move down the hall, opposite the way of baggage claim and beckoned her into a family restroom with me. We awkwardly maneuvered the roller bags in and I guided her to stand on my bag laid in front of the sink counter. She was much shorter than me and the bag height made it easier as I leaned in and kissed her. I thought she may resist but her tongue was out and wetly probing my mouth immediately. Normally, I would have moved much slower but time was limited. I briefly massaged her pussy over her yoga pants and could instantly feel the moist heat emanating. I hooked the tight pants and pulled them down with her underwear in one motion and off one leg, leaving the other leg around her ankle. She leaned back with her ands on the sink and hoisted her hips up so her legs could drape over my shoulders while I kneeled in front of her. I licked and sucked that pussy as a best I could with her writhing and pulsating. At one point I had to put my hands under her ass, holding her up with my thumbs spreading her lips open for deep tongue probing.

I really wanted a blow job but knew there was no time. I set her down back on top of the roller bag and zipped that jumper down and roughly flipped her bra up over her tits letting them naturally drop out as she fumbled with my belt and zipper. She hopped back up on the sink edge and and hooked her legs over my elbows lifted her ass off the counter while I supported us both by leaning forward with my palms on the sink edge. I was so hard and she was plenty wet enough to just push right inside her with the only effort being stretching her rather tighter than I was used to pussy open for my full thrusts. Her huge dark eyes stared up at me as I slammed into her, mouth agape and then biting her lip in the bright white lights of the bathroom.

My arms got tired of holding her up so I pulled out and spun her around, letting stand on the roller bag and lean on the count and pounded her from behind. I told her to rub her pussy while I fucked her, she obliged and clearly enjoyed the added simulation, cumming in gushing pulses dripping off my balls. Wanting to finish quick I pulled her arms back sitting backwards and jackhammering upwards into her while I watched her in the mirror, her eyes closed, hard nippled bouncing as I approached climax. She breathily asked me not to cum inside her so with little time to spare I pulled out, guided her around, expecting some resistance but she appeared to be in a sex fog. I probably could have done anything to her at that point she seemed so malleable but with time pressing I guided my hard sticky cock into her mouth. Instinctively I thrust forward and she pressed back on my thigh gagging slightly at the unexpected too deep a thrust. Within seconds I was jetting out ropes of cum which she spit out in surprise and then took to the face and bunched up bra under her chin.

She laughed at the mess and lamented how the hell she was going to explain it to her friends. She had cum dripping off her face which could be cleaned up but she was missing one of her fake eyelashes, her mascara had run from the corners of her eyes and there was enough cum on her bra and chest that the smell would be in her nose until she got to her hotel.

I agreed to let her put herself together in private and went on my way.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jrw1f6/mf_airport_hook_up_after_flight_m36_and_f25