āToday is going to be a wonderful day,ā she thought as she drove up to the local airport.
Her husband had bought her an orientation lesson for her birthday and today was a perfect day for flying. She got out and looked around for her flight instructor but there was no one around. She went around to the back of the hanger and saw two men working on one of the planes.
āHmm⦠Iād like an orientation lesson on that!ā she murmured to herself as she eyed the tight little Wrangler wrapped bottom on the dark haired guy closest to her.
He straightened up to greet her as she approached and she felt a tingle in her belly when she looked into a pair of the bluest eyes she had ever seen.
āGod, heās gorgeous!ā she thought as she introduced herself to him.
She had always had a weakness for a tight round ass wrapped in denim.
āHi, Iām Kelly Richards. Can you tell me where to find my flight instructor? He was supposed to meet me here for an orientation flight this morning?" she said with a smile.
Beautiful Buns took a step toward her wiping his hands on a shop rag, "You got him. My name is Robert, glad to meet you." and held out his hand; flashing a charming smile.
This was turning out to be a very good birthday present, indeed!
"Come on, our plane is over here." he said and he walked across the tarmac stuffing the rag into his back pocket. She followed a couple of steps behind him, mesmerized by the movement of that rag against his denim covered ass as he walked.
"Oh, Lord; give me a break here!" she sighed to herself.
He was very business-like as he proceeded with her orientation lesson; showing her how to do a pre-flight exam; explaining the controls and what the lesson would be like. Sheād had trouble concentrating on his instructions; her mind wandering into daydreams about what that ass would look like naked and on top of her. She prayed she would remember what to do as he helped her up into the plane.
After the proper instruction about the instruments and basic operation they taxied to the runway for take off. He let her fly the plane for take off and the adrenalin high was beyond anything she had experienced before.
The lesson went perfectly as they flew around for an hour. The view of the world from so high up was breathtaking and the glimpses she kept getting of his muscular chest from the open neck of his shirt kept her mouth dry and her pussy wet with forbidden desire. She couldnāt keep her eyes from straying to the noticeable bulge at his crotch over and over again; trying to imagine what was just under the denim.
When he let her land the plane, she thought she would explode from the rush! Flying was like nothing she had ever experienced before! He opened her door to help her out and she felt the wetness between her thighs. She was embarrassed and afraid the stain would show through her tan shorts; that he would see how turned on she was.
He slipped his hands under her arms helping her down from the plane⦠and into his waiting arms which he wrapped tightly around her. She struggled against him till his mouth found hers, his tongue invading her mouth; taking her breath away. His fingers twined in her hair, holding her head captive; holding her mouth to his. His tongue probed, teasing; tasting. Then, slowly, his lips left hers to tail hot fire down her neck; to the hollow at the base of her throat, and she was dizzy and confused with desire for him.
She felt a hand rough, gripping her ass, grinding the bulge in his jeans against her crotch.
āWhat are you doing?ā she protested weakly as his hand left her hair to unbutton her blouse.
āI know you want it baby, I noticed the way you kept looking at my crotch all morning, and I think that wet spot I saw in your shorts is for me; so Iām gonna give you the rest of your lesson right now!ā
Before she knew it her blouse was open and his mouth was hot and insistent at her breast just above the lace on her bra. He slipped a finger inside the lace freeing the nipple and she arched instinctively against him when he drew her stiff nipple into his mouth; his tongue flicking over it. She felt him bite her nipple; rolling it between his teeth, and exquisite pain radiated through her entire body. She shook her head trying to focus her thinkingā¦
āPlease stop... please⦠donāt do this. Iām a married woman, I canāt do this!ā she panted breathlessly as his mouth continued to punish her nipple.
āToo late sweetheart,ā he growled as he took her other nipple between his teeth, āI never waste a hard on, and youāre the only woman I see around here.ā
Without thinking her hand slipped between them to grip the hardness that was straining to get out of his jeans. Oh God, what was she doing? All she knew was that she wanted to feel that bulge hard inside her. Was he going to take her right here? Where was that other guy she had seen helping him earlier; would he see them fucking? She couldnāt think straight with Robertās mouth teasing her nipples that way.
He backed her up till the work table was behind her; against her butt. Then his mouth was on hers again; his kisses deep, insistent, further confusing her; his tongue, probing her mouth, sending little electric currents to her pussy, while his fingers were busy unbuttoning her shorts.
He turned her around and slid her blouse from her shoulders leaving hot little kisses on her skin where it had been. She felt him unfasten her bra freeing her aching breasts. His hands found them; his fingers pinched the nipples hard, causing her to close her eyes and cry out.
She felt a little jolt of alarm as something was tied around her eyes and she was pushed face down across the table. Someone gripped her wrists, pulling her arms over her head; tying them to the table. She protested, struggling against her bindings, but it was no use; she was tied firmly and she sobbed her fear as her shorts and panties were jerked off, leaving her totally exposed; open to him. He kicked her legs apart roughly with his foot and she felt someone tie her ankles to the legs of the bench.
Then he was behind her, his hands on her bottom spreading the cheeks of her ass and she groaned in fear struggling wildly as a thumb was pushed against her asshole; pushed into the opening, stretching her tight little hole. He removed it to insert two fingers⦠then a third was inserted and she cried out sharply protesting the invasion; the pain of three fingers in her where no one had been before taking her breath and causing little whimpers of pain to leak from her throat.