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By *ee_rascal OP Woman
over a year ago
O'er the Rainbow |
Normally Becky would bury her head in her book but this as her weekend to embrace life again. But how to begin chatting to such a handsome man?! She was so out of practice. She need not have worried though, he started asking her what took her to Poland and before she knew it they'd exchanged basic life stories. He was an insurance claims investigator and though he was brought up in Scotland he was heading back to Poland to visit his gran. He made the usual cracks about teachers and their holidays before conversation slowly died and she dozed off.
A short while later some extreme turbulence woke her. She grabbed for the arm rest but Mr Suits hand was there and she gripped that. As she fully came to and realised she apologised but he held onto it, linking his fingers through hers. The girls were all snoozing and oblivious. She turned to face him, to thank him for comforting her but the look in his eyes was intense. The words wouldn't come. She did the only thing she could and lightly kissed him. He had other ideas, his hand reaching round to her head as his kissing intensified. It had been so long since anyone had kissed her, it felt so good. She felt giddy. A man who looked great and knew how to subtly take control, delicious. His tongue massaging hers, his fingers in her hair, the smell of his aftershave. She felt her nipples harden. She pulled away. How did 1 simple kiss give her such a strong reaction? "Sorry" she mumbled. "Dont be, you are a great kisser" he replied. Her hand was still in his but the turbulence had passed.
There wasn't long until landing. The crew dimmed the lights. Becky wanted to live dangerously, wanted to feel alive, she remembered now how it felt to desire someone and wanted to feel desired in return. She turned again to Mr Suit and whispered to him, "you have no idea what you've done to me, thank you". He said nothing for a moment, just held her hand. Then he took her hand and moved it to his groin. One of the thickest cocks she had ever felt was now in her hand, albeit through his suit trousers. She needed to feel that beast for real and asked. He undone his trousers and slipped his rapidly hardening cock out. She couldn't believe her eyes. Her fingers barely wrapped around it as she started wanking him. The seatbelt sign was on but would the crew notice? What if they did? She quickened her pace and heard his breathing increase. "Stop" he desperately whispered. He was close to cumming. But this was for her enjoyment, not his. She wanted his cum. She wasn't going to stop. She leaned over and took his cock in her mouth, barely wrapping her lips around it. He pushed her head deep, fucking her mouth for a few seconds before he came hard in her mouth. Like a good little cum slut, she swallowed every drop he gave her, savoring the taste. As her head came up she caught Emma's eye. They shared a naughty smile as the plane landed in Warsaw. Mr Suit quickly got his belongings and handed Becky his card as he strode into customs. Now, that was a good start to the weekend but she was frustrated, her panties wet, she needed to cum. |
nice start 
