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 taking the red-eye from Los Angeles to Denver, to meet his loving friend…
His heart beat like a drum, his hand resting on her leg as he drove. He could feel the warmth and anticipation in her hand as it touched his, resting on her knee. The feeling of both exhilaration and adventure permeated his body, and he felt 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 were gently caressing up and down his full length.
He’d fantasized just such a meeting from the first time they talked on line, 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, then gave in to his urges. He was a bit amazed that he made the trip, just for lunch. Such was the allure of this exciting young 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 on line 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 between her legs, he heard her breath quicken, and saw her nostrils flare. His middle finger felt for the verge of her two 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 eagerly kneaded, 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 schedule board and saw another plane due to leave in 6 hours.
He unlocked the door to the motel, smiling at how the female clerk had given him a knowing wink while handing him the key, and he thought …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. They were completely naked, yet somehow their kiss never broke. Like starving children, their lips smacked, their tongues exploring wildly, and saliva ran down their chins.
This hunger had to be satisfied. 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 Teddy. Fuck me, Fuck me!” She fell on the bed, her legs spread and raised. He positioned the shiny head of his swollen cock against her opening and slid deeply inside her spongy vessel. There was no holding back their primitive needs as they began to undulate and pump, his hardness sliding in her lubrous vagina like a piston, their stomachs slapping together in sensual applause. Moaning and grunting, they moved together in wild abandon. He let out a scream…”Oh baby!” as he plunged deeply 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!”
