"Tell me more, everyone left for lunch and I have my hands between my legs touching myself. Tell me what else you gonna do to me?"
Sam sat next to a beautiful woman in a purple thigh high sundress. She was looking at her tablet not paying attention till she heard him speak Hindi. She was offended at first and was about to move away till he started talking how he would eat the woman on the phone out. She was turned on. She never had a man or woman describe eating pussy like it was a work of art. She was getting moist and wanted to touch herself, but she was in public. She took off her jacket and placed it over her legs. It was a late-night flight and very few people was around, so she slid her hand up her skirt and played with her clit. She first played with her piercing slowly tugging and pull, then sliding it around. She feels her clit getting harder imaging this man's face in between her legs doing exactly was he's telling the woman on the phone. She slides a finger inside and can feel how wet her pussy is. She is matching her strokes with his words and letting her imagination run wild. She envisions him flipping her on her stomach and spreading her thick, round, chocolate ass and slide his thick, curve, hard dick inside her wanting pussy. By then she slid another finger inside and feeling her juice to start dripping out her pussy with each stroke. She's biting her tongue because she wants to yell out this pleasure that a complete stranger, she never said a word to is about to make her cum like she always fantasize about. Suddenly, her tablet slides off her legs.
"Here you go miss. I lucky I caught it before it hit the floor. Those are expensive to fix, and I see that your hand was "busy"."
She never felt more embarrassed in her life. When did he know she was touching herself? Does he know she understood everything he was saying on the phone? Is the woman on the phone angry? Will he get into trouble? And how she was going to finish off her orgasm?
"I'm so so sorry. I wasn't trying to listen. But you talked with so much passion and was so vivid I..."
"So, you understand Hindi. I told ya babe. Yes, she is very beautiful. Smooth dark skin. Hazel eyes. Curly hair. Very nice ass. Smells like cherry blossoms and salted caramel. Hold on. What's your name?
"Raina."
"Well Ms. Raina my gf wants to talk to you. Her name is Dinah. No, she's not mad but wants to talk with you. She was about to cum until I stopped to catch your tablet from hitting the floor. She instructed me to hand you my phone and you go into the bathroom and finish what I started."
She was hesitant. She don't know who this guy is or the woman on the phone. How can she trust them? The more she thought about it, the more wetter she got. She never did anything like this before and it was exciting. She felt alive for once and wanted to take the chance.
"Will you still be here when I return? I might want to take a ride on that face or hard dick before I leave."
"If your going to Houston, I can make that happen? I have a five-hour layover but that depends on my girl. If she likes you, it can happen."
She takes his phone and whispers something in his ear. Sam's eyes widen and stares into those hazel eyes that turned green like jade. He nodes yes and she walks towards the women's bathroom. He ponders the thought of what she said and gives a naughty grin.
"main tumhen usase jyaada mushkil kar doonga kyonki mainne usase vaada kiya tha." (I will make you cum harder than I made her, that's a promise.)
