As Curtis’s thick, hard cock slid into the moist depths of my pussy I let out a loud moan of pure pleasure. It drove in deep with the first thrust and I took the whole length with ease and would just loved to have wrapped my legs around his slender waist in order to pull him in tight to me. But my legs were open wide, knees bent and my feet planted firmly on the wall opposite me. Perched precariously as I was on the narrow wash basin this was the best position to get my wet cunt well and truly fucked.
Toilets on a Boeing 737 are not designed for fucking in; but after our many trips abroad this was not the first time we had gained membership to the mile high club. Actually we were still only at 20,000ft. Our passion for a fuck in the toilet had overtaken us as soon as the seat belt signs had gone off. A quick rub on Curtis’s cock as I left my seat was the signal for him to follow me……
I clicked the save icon on the task bar and shut the lid of the notebook so as to conserve the batteries. I had been writing for about 30 minutes and needed to stretch my legs. Getting to my feet I ran my hands down my short frock to ease out any creases and strolled up the river bank a short way and then returned to where I had my cool box stood in the shallow water. I pulled out a diet coke and twisted the cap. Placing it beside my note book pc I sat back down to continue my writing.
I looked around me to check that no one was near as I adjusted my position on the soft young grass of spring. It was unlikely that I would be disturbed as the tourists were some weeks away and the children were at school still. The spot I had chosen to write my next story was well off the beaten paths so I was confident I would have no distractions, other than the sound of the trickling water as it lapped over the tiny rocks of the narrow river, and the odd, sweet song from the occasional birds that were searching around for nest building materials.
I had brought 2 spare batteries and, with the one already charged up in my note book, I estimated I had enough power to complete the story. I opened the lid of the lap top and the screen sprang to life again as I typed in my password.
…………With my back pressed firmly against the small mirror and my legs bent and open for him he reamed into me like a pole driver. I’m sure the passengers must have heard my load moaning as I took Curtis’s cock over and over again. My pussy, already wet from the licking it had received a few moments earlier, began to squeeze tight around the prick now fucking the daylights out of me. My nipples were rock hard as they pressed against the thin summer frock now hitched up around my waist. My panties lay on the floor where I had dropped them.
I grabbed Curtis around the neck and rammed my lips onto his and our tongues sucked deep and hard as our lust increased in intensity. He began to increase speed and my cunt delighted in the feel of his hard cock slamming into it. In and out he plunged as he fucked every corner of my cunt. I slid one arm from his neck and dropped it down to my clit and rubbed. I screamed as I felt the orgasm begin and I KNOW the passengers heard me that time. My body shook and my eyes began to water as the flow of my orgasm ripped through me. Suddenly Curtis pulled his cock from my dripping cunt, lifted me off the small sink and whispered;……
The sound of movement behind me sent a shiver through my body as I spun around to stare at the pair of jeans that met my gaze. I raised my head to look into the face of the youth stood behind me. Quickly shutting the lid of the notebook I sprang to my feet and stepped back from him as he, too, stepped back and raised his hands as if in a surrender mode.
“I’m sorry Miss.” He stammered quickly. “I didn’t mean to frighten you.”
“Well you did.” I blurted back; still shaking slightly. “You shouldn’t creep up on somebody like that. How long have you been standing there?”
I could not fail to notice the huge bulge in his crutch and realised that he must have been reading my typing over my shoulder. I felt my ears warm up as they turned as red as my hair and I knew I was blushing.”
“About 5 minutes Miss. I’m sorry but I couldn’t help but read what you were typing. You are a very good writer. Very sensual. Very sexy.”
I felt my face blush even deeper as my story line had got my pussy soaking wet and I was a little fearful that my juices had soaked through my panties and onto the thin frock. Mainly to turn my back to him; to give myself a chance to check out the front of my dress, I moved to the cool box in the river and pulled out another coke. Turning back to face the youth I asked him if he would like one. “A coke I mean.” I suddenly followed up as I felt my ears heat up again. He nodded and I handed a bottle to him and motioned for him to sit down on a nearby log from a fallen tree. I lowered myself back down to the grass and realised, too late, that he must have seen up my frock before I had the chance to cross my legs. Not that this served much purpose as my short skirt was almost up around my thighs at this point.
As I opened my coke bottle the youth introduced himself as Tony. “God. The world is full of Tony’s.” I thought to myself thinking of my husband and my friend’s live in boy friend; both of them Tony’s.
I felt at ease with the boy by now and introduced myself. I say boy but Tony must have been about 19, muscular in a non body building way, short brownish hair and lovely blue eyes. Beside the jeans he also wore a tight fitting T shirt and a grey pair of trainers.
“Would you mind if I sat beside you and read your story as you type?” He asked suddenly.
I thought for a moment and decided it would be rather sexy. I was in the mood to be sexy.
“Not at all Tony.” I replied as I picked up the notebook and opened the lid again.
As he settled himself onto his elbow and stretched out beside me I placed the curser over the last word, re-read the last sentence and re-started my typing….
Suddenly Curtis pulled his cock from my dripping cunt, lifted me off the small sink and whispered;
My fingers began to pound the keys as the story continued to unfold on the screen in front of me.
“I want your arse baby girl.”
I gripped the edges of the toilet seat as I bent over as far as I could in that confined space and I screamed again as he grabbed my hips and drove his hard prick straight into my tiny arse hole. I gritted my teeth as I felt the thrusting of each stroke reaming deep into me but Curtis knew I loved to be arse fucked as much as cunt or mouth fucked and so he plunged harder and faster into my tight hole until suddenly he moaned and murmured that he was going to shoot it out into my arse.
I felt his cock grow just that little bit harder just a few seconds before I felt that hot cum spurt into me. I felt it slide out and run down my leg as he pulled his cock out before plunging in yet again to finish that massive eruption into the depths of my body….
I felt, rather than saw, movement beside me and I paused my typing to look at Tony. He had adjusted position slightly and, as I turned my head, I saw his hand move quickly away from his crutch. Again I noticed the large bulge in his trousers. I smiled sexily to myself in gratification that my story was doing what I always intend my stories to do. Get a guy hard and hopefully get a girl wet.