Airport Surprise

We both grew up in Kansas, Jeremy and I. Though, he moved away when he turned 16, it was sad because he'd been dating this whore that was cheating on him, but he didn't even know it. I thought I'd gotten over him, I gave up my virginity to a stranger, but then he called about six months ago, saying that he was coming back. He wanted to know if I wanted to hang out with him, get coffee, pick up where we left off.

I was so fucking happy. I made sure that he was going to be so focused on me, no other girl.

Then that bitch from his past came into the picture and swooned over him before I got the chance.

She broke his heart after a few months, he was depressed and wanted to move home. I couldn't stop him, because he couldn't come stay with me because I was living with my parents at the time. So he moved back in with his parents, promising he'd come back when he had the money and felt better.

I made damn sure that he would be coming back for me. We texted all the time, talked on the phone too. I even bought him a webcam so that we could video chat.

Another month or so passed and it was pretty clear that he liked me. I asked him if he wanted to make things official, he happily said yes. We talked every night and it was getting to the point where I had to see him, or I would go crazy.

Luckily, his birthday was coming up. I convinced my parents to let me fly out there and they only agreed because I would be staying at his parent's house. It was about a month before his birthday when we both couldn't wait to see each other. I'd meant for it to be a surprise, but I let it slip on accident one night when we were video chatting. He flipped out when he found out. He was happier than me, I think.

That was when I put my plan in motion. I'd heard that he had a big one, from that stupid bitch that stole him from me at first, and I wanted it.

I started wearing more revealing clothing. Even though it was winter in Kansas, I wore everything from ripped t-shirts that showed parts of my bra, to tight tank tops. I don't have the biggest boobs, but I know how to show them. I also made a point to get up and get something as often as possible, bending over on camera so that he could see my nice firm ass.

When I finally went to go see him, I couldn't sleep at all the night before. I drove to the airport, my little sister asleep in the passenger seat so that she could drive the car back home. The plane ride blew. The layover blew. The second plane ride blew and when I finally got to my destination, we had to wait in the plane for forty fucking minutes because some bitch's luggage broke open.

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I was wearing a heavy jacket, nothing flattering because it was just too damn cold, and jeans. As I wandered through the airport to where he said that we'd meet, I saw him in the distance.

He was wearing a heavy rain coat, still adjusting to the cold after a hot summer in Kansas, and I noticed him first. I snuck up around from behind and stretched up to cover his eyes with my small hands. He was a little over six feet at the time, so I, being only five seven, had to reach up. He spun around quicker than I thought possible and pulled me in for the biggest hug ever. It was so warm and strong. I could tell that he'd been working out from when I saw him on the webcam, but now that I saw him in person, it was like a completely different person than when he was in Kansas.

His tummy was gone, replaced with what felt like solid abs, and his arms were thicker than they were before. I pulled away from the hug. He looked confused but he understood what I wanted when I kissed him as hard as I possibly could. His arms locked around my waist, holding me tightly as we made out in the center of the airport terminal.

As our breathing got heavy, he pulled away and smiled widely. His blue eyes penetrating right into my heart. I grabbed him by the hand and looked around for somewhere to go. I needed him, now. Something primal took over as I tugged on his arm and led him in the direction of one of the larger family restrooms that the airport had. Luckily it was pretty early in the morning and there was no one there to see us sneak in and lock the door behind us.

Before I could turn, Jeremy had wrapped his arms around my sides and was unbuttoning my heavy jacket. I leaned back into him and reached up, grabbing a handful of his shaggy brown hair. He responded by leaning down and kissing my neck.

He got the jacket off and I let it fall to the ground, leaving me in a black tank top. My erect nipples pressed into him, showing him that I wasn't wearing a bra, as I turned into him and started kissing him more passionately as I had kissed anyone before. He pulled away, taking off his own coat. While he did that, I undid my belt and gave my loose fitting jeans a tug. They fell to the ground, revealing my firm legs. Not to brag, but I ran a lot and I played soccer in school. I had some damn fine legs, even if my boobs were only average sized.

I was only in my black panties and tanktop as he picked my up under my arms and set my ass down on the cold countertop. I didn't mind as he gliding over my neck, leaving kisses as he worked his way back to my mouth. As he did, I reached down and undid his belt. Using my legs I pulled his pants down and as they fell he pressed his body against me. I felt his cock brush up against my pussy, only his boxers and my panties between our pleasure parts.

I tried tugging at his boxers, but we were pressed too tightly together. Eventually, his rock hard cock worked it's way through the hole in the front of his boxers. The little fucker was at least seven inches long! I gasped, looking down at it.

He responded by backing up and hooking my panties with his finger. He tore them down my legs and off me. Before I could do anything, he came right back to me, planting a delicate kiss on my lips as he slowly entered me. It was ten seconds of pure heaven as he slowly worked his dick all the way into me. Jeremy stopped as his boxers rested against my thighs. We started to make out, again. Our tongues wrestling as he slowly started to pull out of me and then push back in.

It was everything we both wanted right then. Primal desire, lust. I fucking loved it. He picked me up from the counter top and slammed me against the wall, ramming his dick into me so hard that I screamed out in pleasure, arching back as far as I could, the cold wall sending tingles down my spine, luckily I still had the tanktop on.

we fucked for what seemed like an hour, I must've cum at least three times. Twice on the counter and once on the wall. He shot his load so far into me that it was a miracle I didn't get pregnant.

when it all settled down, we just stood there in the bathroom, slowly kissing each other, not wanting to pick up our clothes and leave.

All I knew was that it would be a damn fine six day sexcation!

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I'll post more stories about the vacation when I get a moment to write them up. Show me love and comment, but be nice. It was my first true sexy story.