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On Our Way -- Mile High Margarita
We meet at the lounge at the airport. You look stunning, and I immediately want to whisk you off to the toilet to ravish you. We have to settle for kissing and a few glasses of white wine. My fingers trace the hem of your skirt, and I absentmindedly move up to your arse. You nod your head when I realise you're not wearing knickers, and, for what will be the first of many times, I feel my cock stir in my pants. The time in the lounge passes quickly, and we steadily become merrier. Gazing into each other's eyes. We get so distracted we almost miss the switch to boarding for our flight on the TV screen.
We rushed through the airport and made it on time, but only just. They call us to board, and and we make our way to our business class seats. We're in the centre aisle with a partition between us that goes up and down. We order a glass of champagne each and then tell the crew that we're likely to nap on the flight, so we don't require any service. We soon get up to cruising altitude, and I notice you look uncomfortable in your seat. "You ok?" I ask, "could you do with a massage?"
You look at me with your big, beautiful eyes. "Hmmmmm." We put the partition down, and I rubbed some of the fragranced creams waiting for us on our seats into my hands. I roll your top down to reveal your shoulders and apply more cream. I start to slowly and gently massage all around your neck and shoulders. As you begin to relax, I go harder, really starting to knead your muscles. You lean further against me, and I kiss your neck and ear lobe. You moan gently as I rain down small, gentle kisses on your skin.
I continue to massage you with my hands, now exploring the front of your body as well. I rub one hand right across your chest, and my fingertips graze against a nipple. I take it between my thumb and forefinger and pull hard. I apply more cream and go back to massaging you, this time paying a lot more attention to your breasts. I stroke the sides, cup them, rub the cream all along the underside, and then tease around your nipples. Every time I feel them stiffen, I tweak them again, making them harder still. Before long, I'm almost exclusively playing with your nipples, running my fingers around them, and then rolling them between my digits. Applying just the right amount of pressure.
You're smiling for the first time since the big grin you gave me when you first saw me. Seeing you light up like that turns me on so much. You lean back more, and your elbow and arm knock against the bulge in my trousers. You ask me to slide down in my chair, so you're able to get your hand into my pants. I let out a small gasp as you unbutton my flies, allowing my cock to unfurl, and then you expertly start to give me a massage of my own. As you stroke, the blood pumps to my cock and swells larger in your hand.
We continue to play, you deftly stroking my cock while I tease your nipples and kiss your neck. I suck long and hard on one of your earlobes, and you can feel the pre-cum on your hand as it builds up at the head of my cock. "Let's go to the toilet," I whisper.
You go first, and then I quickly follow, careful to ensure the crew doesn't spot us. I rip at your clothes, tearing them off in seconds and start to suck hungrily at your nipples. You push me away and pull down my jeans. My cock springs to attention, and you immediately slide it into your mouth. I groan as I feel you take my entire length and stroke my balls. "Enough," I yelp as I forcefully lift you to your feet. I turn you around, your sexy arse pushed hard against my body. I reach down my hand between your legs and feel the delightful wetness of your pussy.
I bend you over, and before you know it, my cock is deep inside you. My hands grip your hips as I start to thrust inside you. Pulling out right to the tip before driving inside you again. My eyes lock on to yours in the mirror, and I give you a hard spank on your ass. "Fuck, how I've missed this, my dirty little slut," I moan. I start to fuck you harder and faster. The slaps of my hand are in perfect unison with my balls slapping against your pussy. You can feel me inside you, my cock pushing against your g spot, pleasure coursing through your body in waves. My pace increases. "Oh baby, I'm cumming!" My hands grip your hips harder, and in three quick thrusts, you feel me explode inside you. Your own orgasm hits, clamping your tight pussy around my cock.
We dress as quickly and quietly as we can and make our way back to our seats. We keep our heads down but can't help but catch the eye of another couple, and they give us a wink. We snuggle up in our seats, and we're both fast asleep when we touch down at our tropical destination.
Our driver from the hotel picks us up at the airport. He has a cool box with some snacks and more champagne to keep us entertained on the hilly passes up to the hotel. By the time we arrive, we're feeling refreshed, if a little drunk again. We are escorted to our suite with panoramic views down to the ocean. We have our own balcony with a splash pool/jacuzzi, and the views are stunning. We picked the hotel for its combination of private beaches, forest-covered walkways, and large pools. We unpack and lie down on the four-poster bed. You fold up into my arms, your head snuggled on my chest, both sure we're going to have an amazing holiday.
Day One -- Pornstar Martini
