Flight Delay · Part 1

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Airplane flights always seemed to raise his libido. Maybe it was the freedom of going a way alone, escaping humanity. Maybe it was the sound of the engines, or the buffeting of the air against the wings and fuselage, or the fact that attractive young women walked up and down the aisle, bumping his shoulders with their hips. he didn't know, but he knew how aroused he became, thankful for the tray table which he could lower and hide the conspicuous bulging of his hardness. The flight to Denver was exactly that way. But now, on the flight back home, a delicious memory caused it to happen more intensely. His pleasurable engorgement brought with it a delicious soreness, telling of extended, loving use. He thought back to this morning, after having taken the red-eye from Los Angeles to Denver, to meet his friend

His hand rested on her leg as he drove and his heart beat like a drum. He could feel the warmth and anticipation in her hand as it touched his, resting on her knee. The feeling of exhilaration and adventure permeated his body, feeing a bit boyish driving with a full erection. She began sliding her hand up and down his thigh. When it bumped into the end of his fullness she hesitated, moved her hand downward, then back up again, brushing the large bullet shape of his head. Curiously, she used her forefinger and thumb like calipers, testing what was there. He winced in pleasure, both the pleasure of her sensual touch, and the knowledge that she was feeling something very substantial. As he turned into the motel, her fingers, through the material of his trousers, were gently caressing up and down his full length.

he'd fantasized just such a meeting from the first time they talked online, when he realized that there was something very special about this woman, wanting to send pictures that he'd taken in secret, and let her know what an exhibitionist he was. But he withheld, giving in to his urges in the end. He was amazed that he made the trip, just for lunch. Such was the allure of this exciting woman. The time at the restaurant sped by; hours seemed like minutes. But they seemed to know each other so well so quickly. Of course, the time spent online had opened a kind of communication that made such a meeting easy.

She was seated next to him in the booth, flirting and laughing. He slapped at his leg in his laughter, and his hand touched her knee. He looked into her soft eyes and she blushed. At the same time he felt her leg loosen and move toward him. His hand slipped beneath her skirt, and moved deliberately up her inner thigh. The feel of smooth nylon on her firm legs was like catnip to him, and he eagerly walked his fingers to the warmth of her crotch. As he felt the humid warmth emanating from between her legs, he heard her breath quicken, and noticed her nostrils flaring. His middle finger felt for the verge of her two puffy lips, and moved toward the delicious swelling sandwiched between them.

The time in the restaurant was deliciously provocative. He couldn't believe that he could ejaculate by just touching, and felt cheated that he'd so foolishly made the trip just to say hi. It was interruptus from the word go, and he hated the fact that his plane would be leaving so soon.

She walked him from the car to his gate at the airport. They kissed hungrily. Reluctantly she turned to leave when he grabbed her hand; the way she ended up in his arms was like a sensuous dance step. Their lips kneaded eagerly, and their hips ground together in a primitive fertility rite. Oblivious of the curious stares from passers-by, primal moans came from deep within them. He looked up at the screen of the departure schedule and saw another plane due to leave in 6 hours.

He unlocked the door to the motel, smiling at how the female clerk, while handing him the key, had given him a knowing wink, which caused him to think; would be nice if she could join us. As the door closed they locked in a passionate embrace, lips moving, tongues exploring, hungry fingers fumbling with buttons and zippers. Completely naked in a trice, their kiss having never broken, they, like starving children, smacked their lips. But like passionate adults their tongues explored wildly, saliva running down their chins.

Hunger demanded satisfaction. She began stroking his engorged cock, while he moved his finger in and out of her vagina. The words came from deep within as she moaned, "I want you inside me Terry. Fuck me, Fuck me!" She fell on the bed, her legs spread and raised. He positioned the shiny head of his swollen cock against the sponge of her cunt and slid deeply inside the soft pocket. There was no holding back as they began to undulate and pump, his hardness sliding in her lubrous pussy like a piston, their stomachs slapping together in sensual applause. Moaning and grunting, they moved together like wild animals in rut. He screamed "Oh baby!" as he plunged deep one more time, and spurted his warm semen inside her. Her legs wrapped around his body and she moaned, "Oh my god, this is good!"

Spent, they lay together, semi blacked out. Coming down to earth their pent up lust had been released, but implored satiation. Their heads rested close together, sharing one pillow. He stroked her hair, combing it with his fingers as she caressed his cheek with the backs of her long red fingernails, their feet moving up and down each other's legs.

Just before their lips pressed softly together they gazed intently, looking beyond their eyes. They both smiled, suckled gently on each other's lips, pulling sensually at the other's soft lobes, which extended and parted with tiny clicks of vacuumed wetness. His fingers stroked her thigh ever so gently; neither he nor she could feel the touch, but sensed it. His sensual fingerprints glided over her skin, sending a chill down her spine, which raised goose bumps on her arms.

She smoothed her fingertips over his shoulders and down his biceps that caused a tiny tingle at the base of his scrotum causing his shaft to fill with blood again. As he fondled her petite, soft breasts, rolling her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, he felt a tiny throb, her blood rushing too.

Pulling her on her side he scootched closer, feeling her warmth, as if her nipples were sending out rays of pent-up energy. She wiggled ever so slightly, touching her nipples against the eager flesh of his chest. He walked his fingers down her waist to her hip, then across her bottom and down to the crack and then to the confluence of her legs. Back and forth his fingers smoothed. "Sssssssss", emanated from her lips, and he felt her nipples firming harder against his chest.

She threw her leg over his as a tiny click indicated the parting of her saturated labia. His fingers pressed on the base of her spine and followed it down the crevice of her bottom, opening it slightly. Gathering saliva in his mouth, he dripped it on his fingertips and then sent them back to continue their purposeful search, journeying through her crevice, until they felt the wrinkled surface of her anus. Then, in leisurely circles, he coated the puckered orifice with his spittle slicked fingers, which circled and pressed. Undulating forward and back she reached down, grasped his growing penis, still slick from the combination of his semen and her wetness from their previous coupling.

His legs pressed together, flinching from her sensual touch, while his continued their journey through her glossy lips, made more slippery by the silky semen left from his copious ejaculations. When they reached their destination he found it swollen, feeling huge to his sensitive fingertips, which skimmed so gently and easily over the slippery surface of her clitoris. The tip of his little finger tickled it ever so gently, and she winced. Then, when his forefinger and thumb closed gently around her hood, he moved it up and down on her clitoris, stroking it like a miniature cock.

When he pushed his fingers to one side of her clitoris and circled faster and faster she undulated and moaned quietly, biting her lower lip until she could hold back no longer and shouted, "Ooooo, oooooo, oooooo, ooooo, OOH, OHHHHH!" Her body relaxed and air escaped in a long soft stream which flowed through her nose. "Mmmmmmmmm" she purred and squeezed her thighs together, holding his fingers firmly between them as he continued pressing and circling. "Thank you", she sighed.

Amazed at how quickly he became fully erect again, he straddled her, then turned, reversing position, and looked down at her thatched mound. Averting his eyes backwards he viewed the nakedness of their bodies, her breasts like, pink grapefruits, with hard points, the vee between her tits centering on his erection sticking up from his patch of curly hair, stiff as a tent pole. He winced as he felt the tip of her tongue licking the clear balm of his precum around his head until it was coated, then felt her licking up and down the bottom of his shaft. His tongue tasted the amalgamated ooze of her juices and his cum, and glided through the semen coated groove. Just as she sucked his cock into her mouth his tongue reached her puckered anus, and, as he probed her tangy ring, he heard "mmmm mmmm", her moans muffled by a mouthful of cock.

As he raised and lowered her legs letting his tongue traveling from her anus to her clitoris and back she sucked and moved her mouth quickly in matching movements to his. Slurping sounds came from his lips while muffled grunts and moans came from hers. Fearing that he was going to cum in her mouth he pulled his cock out making a sharp pop, bounced off of her, and pulled her legs, straitening her body across the bed. Then he turned her over and pulled up on her hips to bring her to her knees, positioning her face to lie on her arms on the bed.

Climbing back on the bed on his knees, he parted her cheeks and probed her anus with his tongue, then placed his lips like a trumpet player against her labia. His compressed lips blew hard, filling the pouch of her vagina with his pressured breath, ballooning her until she could expand no more. He sucked out, causing her spongy insides to close tightly upon themselves, expelling into his mouth the load left by his first penetration.

Placing his lips against her anus he injected the warm mixture from his mouth inside her. Then, holding his rigid cock in his hand he placed it against the sphincter of her vagina, formed a socket, and slid deep inside. Holding her hips he pumped slowly, 10 strokes, pulled back and paused. He pulled back, paused, then, thrust deep inside. At the same time she bucked back and their bodies came together with a loud slap, and she yelled out, "Do it Terry, fuck me!" With a steady slap, slap, slap, he moved in earnest, as she continued to push back to meet his thrusts. She was up on all fours and her head was wagging wildly back and forth, her long hair flopping back and forth like a rag mop.

Both he and she were wet with perspiration. Almost to the point of exhaustion they fucked one another, both rising to a point of no return. Holding, holding, he waited for signs of her release, until he felt a rumbling from deep inside, and then an outcry "ooooooooh". His balls exploded, sending a warm white stream flowing through the length of his shaft, filling her with his squirting essence. As he collapsed on top of her, he whispered in a moaning breath, "I love you sweet lady."

He awakened from his momentary siesta. Her body was pressed warmly against his, her breasts flattened against his back. Her breath was the shallow movement of light sleep. He looked at the clock. Wonderful he thought we still have two more hours

The cold Colorado winter wind gusted outside. What a luxury to be living in California, he thought. But the room was warm and their two naked bodies nestled together in heated ambience. Her body, pressed against his, stirred slightly and she sighed, then curled her knees a little and tightened her arm over his shoulder, still seeming to be asleep. He thought of the first time they met on-line and his thoughts caused a swelling between is legs. It was still wet from the combination of his semen and her natural juices that flowed so freely; the air was redolent with their combined scents. Soon the swelling became a full erection, which strained against the backs of her closed legs.

Gently tracing lines up and down Katherine's bare arms caused a sigh and she kissed his shoulder. They had used words so many times to express their loving on the screen. Now, they were just soaking up the closeness, enjoying the moment; there was no need for words.

She moved her hips and slid her left leg over Terry's, massaging her calf up and down his hairy leg. The space created by the movement of her leg allowed his hard cock to spring free from its confinement and rise between them. He moved his hand over her smoothly contoured hip, down her leg, and then crossed to her inner thigh. She purred like a kitten as his fingers tiptoed up her soft thigh, feeling the heat and wetness that he both left and created between her legs just moments ago. Looking up demurely she chuckled and whispered, "I'm still pretty wet down there darling." His fingers parted her warm lips with a tiny click, touching what felt like warm aloe.

"Two fingers please" she said with a devilish giggle, as if ordering a glass of scotch, and bucked her hips, backing away when he probed his fingers deep inside, then slammed forward when he pulled back. His fingers worked inside her spongy wet pussy, making delicious slurpy "futching" sounds and he visualized the imagery of his fingers being surrounded by her slippery pink walls. Brought back to reality by the sensation of her fingers wrapping themselves around his cock he whispered, "Oh baby, stroke it." She moved the loose skin over his rigid shaft, and his heart fluttered when she said "I want to taste you Terry."

Feeling devilish he took his sopping fingers out of her pussy and began to gloss her lips. She puckered and pecked his fingertips, then opened her lips and sucked them deep inside her mouth, squeegeeing, the exotic white residue with her lips. He pulled his fingers out with a "pop" and slid them back inside her pussy, at the same time melting his lips into hers, sliding them back and forth through the glossy, redolent coating.

Their passion was fully aroused as they kissed, tongues playing wildly, now breathing as one. Saliva leaked from their mouths and down their chins, the delicious musky odor of their co-mixed fluids enhancing their excitement. He felt the rough area inside her vagina and began pressing to locate her g-spot. She lay still in anticipation, and then wiggled when he found it, bucking as his fingertip found the slight bulge which grew with his repeated pressings and releases. She worked her hand up and down his cock as her legs spread and came together, wanting to give him pleasure as her dripping pussy bucked against his hand.

When they came up for air she brushed her long hair back, holding it out of the way of her face, and covered his rigidity with her mouth, plunging until the head cock touched her soft palate. She gagged slightly and then pulled back, grasping the base of his cock, moving his skin down, stretching it as her lips pressed his shaft. He felt the skin on his bullet sha

Flight Delay · Part 1 (1/2)
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