I'm at the airport waiting for the boarding call of my flight. I've been waiting too fucking long for this trip and I'm SO excited to be getting the hell out of town for two weeks. I'm looking around the terminal to see if I can find anything to occupy my time while I wait. I've still got an hour or more before I can get on board. What kind of trouble can I get into before then....
As I scan the terminal, my eyes fall onto a tall man with dark brown hair. He's in line purchasing something at the newsstand and I'm just watching him as he looks into his wallet while holding his purchase. His eyes are also dark and he is lightly tanned. He's wearing dark jeans, a black T-shirt and black boots. Just my type....
He pays for his items and starts to head towards some seats near the windows. He sits himself in one facing the airfield. Perhaps he is interested in the view. I think I should try and change that....
I walk over to him wearing my little black skirt and thigh highs. I sit in a seat next to him and glance to see if he notices as my skirt slides up showing most of my thigh. I see that he does and I turn to ensure he notices I'm looking at him looking at me. He smiles when his eyes catch mine and I ask him if he likes what he sees. He says he does indeed. I ask when he's scheduled to board his flight because really, no use in bothering if its going to be all of five minutes before he has to go. He tells me that he's got about an hour.
Mmmm, my mind is working overtime now. I slip my hand onto his thigh and quickly move upward until I am almost touching his cock. He looks around a little nervously and then says "gee, you're not very shy, are you?" I look at him with a look that says do you really have to ask that?
He seems a little calmer after looking and seeing that there is no on in the immediate area looking at us. I can feel that his cock is already getting hard through his jeans and it just excites me that much more. I move my hand up to undo his pants. He looks around again and then puts his jacket over his lap. I get the button undone and unzip him. I reach into his boxers and start sliding my hand along his hot cock. The heat of it on my palm is making me fucking crazy and I want it in my mouth so badly, but I know that is too much for our current location.
I keep stroking him until I feel him start to twitch in my hand. He's still taking the occasional glance around, but most of his attention is right in my hand. I bring him so close to orgasm, I can almost taste it in my mouth. My legs are rubbing together, concealing my own desires between them. He cums all over my hand and I still keep my grip firm as I slow my stroking. How I want to taste it. I slowly take my hand away as he works to clean himself up with his jacket. I bring my hand to my mouth and lick the glistening wetness from my fingers.
He watches me as I devour him and then as I stand up. I grab his hand and lead him down the terminal. I'm looking for something, ANYTHING, that will conceal us enough to keep us out of trouble while this strange man fucks the shit out of me. I'm looking and finally find what it is I'm looking for. I see a small alcove near one of the restrooms. I'd just take him into the bathroom, but in an airport, well, the likelihood of getting caught is probably higher.
So I pull him into the small alcove and lift up my skirt. He's already undoing his jeans again and he slips into me with ease. He steals the space between my thighs like a thief in the night steals jewelry. His cock is so hard and long. It penetrates me deeply as he pushes my back into the alcove. I can hear his quiet grunts with each thrust and I giggle a little to myself. The sounds boys make in the throes of passion sometimes amuse, sometimes arouse. This time, its amusement.
He's pinning me against the wall and fucking my wet little cunt. I lift my leg up and he takes it over his arm, propping me back even more forcefully. He's so long that it feels as though he's going to bust my insides. I can feel him slamming into me and the pain is delicious. He grabs hold of my hair with his other hand as I glance over his shoulder to ensure we are still undetected. I can see the people passing by, involved in their own troubles and lives. I pity them.
This strange yet appealing man continues to have his way with me and I can feel my orgasm building. I'm so ready to fucking cum. I've needed this release all day and I'm so glad I could get it out of the way before my six hour flight. He continues to fuck me and I'm so there. Ready to just let it all go. I want to scream, telling him to fuck me harder and faster until my cunt explodes, but I know I have to be a little quiet lest we be found out.