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Warning: This piece contains Hetero sex, Anal, Oral and Vaginal. As well as Adultery.
All persons performing any sexual acts in this story are over the age of 18.
Thank you.
Hayden D. Linder
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Mrs. Coco Williams waited as the crowd crammed forward to get on the plane. She, being a smart young woman, waited. With one carry on bag it wouldn't have been bad if she had joined the stampede. But with her 5 month old baby girl, Sophie, in her car seat? It would've been a real pain.
Once the crowd had made its way down most of the loading ramp, then Coco decided it was time to follow. She shouldered her bag and picked up Sophie in her neon pink Giraffe carrier.
Getting to her seat was easy now. She'd timed it to where she had missed all of the jostling fun of everyone trying to squeeze by as others attempted stowing their own baggage. So, when she arrived at her reserved seats, it was with a smile. Followed by a slight frown. She had reserved the middle and aisle seats for her and Sophie's carrier. And secretly she had kind of hoped that the window seat would be vacant.
Unfortunately it was occupied. It was occupied by a dark and handsome, athletic looking young man. But she was married. So his looks, though pleasant, were not as useful to her as extra space would have been.
She smiled at him when he looked at her. She set Sophie down on the aisle seat and then began storing her carry on in the overhead compartment. Glancing down she couldn't help but notice he
did
check her out. Not that he shouldn't. She was athletic, beautiful, with long black hair and those vibrant blue eyes that made men stupid.
And he
was
decent about it. He glanced. Took in her form and returned to his Skymall magazine. Well, at least she wouldn't be riding next to a letch the whole way home.
She secured the base of Sophie's carrier with the lap belt. Then took the middle seat before buckling herself in.
"She's an adorable baby. What's her name?" The man asked with a smile.
"Sophie." Coco smiled back while grabbing her copy of the inflight magazine.
"Well, she looks perfect. You must be very proud."
Coco nodded with a smile and the man returned to his reading. The Flight Attendants gave their safety spiel. The Captain did his, "Thank you for flying..." The Plane backed away from the airport and took off. And all was going as you would expect for a flight from L.A. to New York.
Sophie, to Coco's great gratitude, was so distracted by the people and the new noises and the unfamiliar surroundings. That she had been behaving herself quite well. For a 5 month old, that entailed not screaming like a 15 pound obnoxious asshole.
But two hours into the flight? When it was 6pm PST? She got a little peckish.
Coco hushed her as she unbuckled the baby and pulled her out of her seat. She glanced at the man to see if he would gawk when she started unbuttoning her blouse. She was quite pleased when he did not. She undid the clip for the left cup of her nursing bra and began feeding Sophie.
"How old is she?" The man asked.
Coco thought she would find him ogling her when she looked up at him. But he seemed to have no problem keeping eye contact with her.
"Five months."
He made a face. "Pretty young to take on flight. Isn't she?"
Coco shrugged. "My mom got sick and I had to fly out to see her."
"Oh. Is she OK?"
"Yes." She smiled with a nod. "It was just a problem with her meds. Once they got that worked out. She snapped right back into shape."
"I'm glad to hear it." He smiled before returning to a book he had been reading.
A few minutes later Sophie had emptied her mother's left breast. Coco put her bra back together before burping her daughter. Then put her back in her seat.
Two hours later, and Sophie was fussy again. This time she had a smell to her. Coco sighed.
"Time to empty her?" The man asked.
Coco laughed and nodded. "Yup."
He nodded his understanding as she stood to get her carry on. Before taking it and Sophie to the bathroom. Several minutes later she returned. Put her bag away. Sat down and undid her blouse. That's when the fight with her daughter began. She tried to get her to latch on to the right breast. But Sophie, bless her heart, refused to do it.
Coco tried a different angle. A different position. Praying.
"Come on Sophie." She begged.
But finally, she had to admit defeat. She switched her over to the left breast and her lovely daughter immediately latched on and began to drink. She heard him laugh.
But when she quickly swung her head with fury in his direction. He was obviously looking very seriously at something outside the window of the plane.
Coco returned to feeding her baby. Several minutes later, Sophie was full. Coco's right breast ached. The mother put herself back together and burped her
darling
daughter. And when that mess was dealt with she stowed the kid back in her seat and buckled her in.
"She has a favorite."
Coco turned to find he was leaning only a few inches away from her. Smiling.
"It's not funny."
"Oh. I know." He nodded. "I've been around enough children to know that."
Coco sighed.
"I could help you with that." He said.
Coco's eyebrows shut up as she looked back at him. "You - did - not - just say that?"
He put his hands up in surrender. "I'm only trying to help."
Her mouth fell open in a shocked disbelieving smile. As she looked around to see if anyone else thought he was crazy. She looked back at him.
"Just being a good Samaritan?"
"Exactly." He smiled. "My understanding is it's quite uncomfortable."
She gave a closed mouthed smile as she nodded, ending with a shake of her head. It actually burned a little. Not that she was going to tell
him
that. She released a disbelieving breath. Then suddenly looked back at him when she felt him lightly stroking her breast. He was gently running his index finger across the mound of it.
"Please stop. They're sensitive when they're full." She said as she touched his hand in a weak attempt to push it away.
"Then let me help you."
He moved his hand and slowly unbuttoned the top button of her blouse. This was so absurd that she couldn't think of what to say. She looked around the cabin for support but there was none to be had. She looked back to see him releasing the next button on her blouse.
"Someone will see us." She whispered.
Just then the Captain announced they were dimming the lights due to it being Dusk. She whined as she watched the cabin get darker. She heard him chuckle.
"This isn't funny."
"I know. It's uncomfortable... Right?"
She gave a hesitant nod. "Yeah."
He then unclipped her nursing bra's cup before lifting their armrest out of the way.
"Wait..." She whispered as he slipped her engorged nipple into his mouth and sucked.
She felt such relief. It still hurt but it held the promise of comfort. He sucked again and it was even better. She'd been backed up for so long. After the third suck he squeezed and she moaned. Her right hand had come up to cradle his head. She hadn't noticed his left arm had slipped behind her. Pulling her closer.
His right hand kept squeezing as he drank. The burning was gone. Finally. Then she felt it. Something rubbing her between her legs. It was very rela... She grabbed his right arm.
"Stop!" She hissed.
He forced his hand to keep rubbing her crotch. "It'll help you relax."
He returned to her breast, while she struggled with stopping his hand. But her heart just wasn't in it. It all felt too good. She almost stopped him when he unbuttoned the front of her slacks and pulled the zipper down.
She
did
grab his wrist and tell him to "Stop" when he slipped his hand inside her panties. But she wasn't strong enough to stop him. Morally strong, I mean.
She gasped when he slid two fingers inside of her. But her next gasp was blocked when he slipped his tongue into her mouth.
"Spread your legs." He whispered.
She drug her right leg over his lap. While he returned to kissing her. His fingers were doing things to her that she hadn't felt in years. A nice slow gentle build up to what she hoped would be a mind blowing orgasm.
When it finally came, she held on tight while he pulled her into him. Covering her mouth with his, so no one could hear her whimpering cry. She shuddered with the after effects of her climax. Until she felt him grip her hips and maneuver her into position. With her rear pointed at him.
"What are you doing?" She whispered.
He had tugged her slacks down. And she could see a rather prodigious cock pointing at her.
"I can't!" She whispered.
But she firmly gripped the armrest between her and Sophie when he began to push into her. She gasped constantly as he entered her.
"No." She whined. "Oh God."
Finally the base of his cock pressed against her. She whimpered one last time before he pulled her mouth back to his.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we will be landing at JFK International Airport in about one hour." They heard over the Plane's intercom.
And judging by his pace, this man intended to use all of that time. She moaned into his mouth as she slipped into the easy grind he was giving her. She felt several gentle orgasms rise and flow through her. To the point she lost track of time. But when he finally came inside of her. She could feel him fighting to prevent himself from yelling.
She'd never felt someone so powerfully ejaculate into her. She mewled as he gave her several smaller thrusts to get all of his semen into her. His kissing continued while she felt a little disappointment that it was about to end.
But he kept grinding into her. She broke their kiss.
"We're landing soon." She whispered.
"Not yet." He shook his head.
She licked her lips with concern as she watched him. He kept pumping her lightly before kissing her again. He did have to pick up the pace a little bit when they felt the plane begin its descent. She moaned another gasp when they broke their kiss as they climaxed together.
He wouldn't stop kissing her until she pushed him away to get herself put back together.
"Stop!" She whispered as she pulled up her panties.
"Alright." He grinned before pulling his underwear and slacks back up.
She checked on Sophia, who was still sleeping and
then
reality rushed in.
She looked at him. He smiled at her. And he watched as her face turned to utter shock and horror. She shook her head once more and looked away.
"What's wrong?" He asked as he touched her shoulder.
"Stop!" She put her hands up to fend him off. "Just, stop."
He leaned away from her and the Plane landed. She watched him as the vehicle decelerated on the runway. He
