Finally, the day had come.Our long awaited trip to Italy was here, and all that was standing in the way of me and my vacation was a lengthy overnight flight. I sighed, wishing we could snap our fingers and just be there.
“Are you okay?” David asked, grabbing my hand.
“I’m fine.” I stared out the window of his truck and tried to imagine how I was going to entertain myself for hours. I can barely sit still for one hour, much less multiple.
We made it to the airport and through security, and before I knew it, we were seated and on our first part of the flight. We had a layover in a nearby city, so we reached our destination quickly. It was a short layover, and soon we were seated on a different plane for the remainder of our flight.
I settled into my window seat and he sat down beside me. Thankfully, we were the only two people on our row. The sun had just set when our flight took off, and many of the passengers on board were settling in for the night, wrapping themselves up in blankets and pulling on sleeping masks. I was wide awake, so I knew I wouldn’t be getting much rest anytime soon.
“What are you thinking about, beautiful?” he asked, breaking the silence.
“Italy. Us. How bored I am on this stupid plane,” I answered, turning to face him.
He leaned in and kissed me deeply. “We’ll be there before you know it, Lexi. Just try to get some sleep.”
I unfastened my seatbelt and scooted closer, my back against him. I draped a blanket over us and snuggled against him, feeling safe and secure in his arms. He wrapped one of his strong arms around me and rested his face against the back of my head. I could feel his warm, steady breaths on my neck, and I sighed contentedly. I laid my hand over his, intertwining our fingers. We laid together in silence, and soon I drifted off to sleep.
Sometime in the middle of the flight, I felt him moving behind me and I opened my eyes, taking in the darkness around me. His mouth moved closer to my ear.
“I want you so bad right now,” he breathed, his voice laced with lust and desire. His hand slid out from under mine and I stopped breathing, unsure of what time it was or what he was about to do.
I laid there quietly, my hand searching for his, but his grabbed mine first, holding it in place.
“Don’t…move…a…muscle,” he whispered against my ear.
His hand was still holding mine securely in place behind my back, and with his free hand he began to caress my ass cheeks under my skirt. My pussy began to moisten, and as if on cue, his hand was there, two fingers holding my thong aside while one rubbed up and down my wet lips.
“Fuck…” I breathed, grinding my pussy against his finger, aching for it to be inside me.
“God, Lex, you’re so wet,” he said, kissing my cheek.
“It’s your fault,” I whispered over my shoulder, trying to stifle moans when his finger brushed over my swollen clit.
I inhaled deeply when he finally plunged two fingers straight into my tight, wet pussy. He let go of my wrist and I felt his hand under my shirt, slowly making his way to my tits. His fingers were still slowly sliding in and out of my wet hole, and his other hand began squeezing each of my tits through the thin lace fabric of my bra, teasing my nipples while they hardened beneath his touch.
I didn’t think it was fair that he got to have all of the fun, though, so I reached behind my back and grabbed his cock through his jeans, massaging it with my tiny hand, feeling it swell.
He groaned against my ear. “Take it out, Lexi,” he murmured.
“Happy to oblige,” I replied, quickly unbuttoning his jeans. I briefly stroked his hardening cock through the thin fabric of boxers before reaching inside to pull it out. I spit in my empty hand and reached around to stroke his hard length with both hands, speeding up and slowing down as he moved his fingers in and out of my pussy.
“I want to be inside you,” he whispered, sucking and biting gently on my neck.
I let go of his stiff cock and lifted my skirt up around my waist, pushing my soaked panties down around my knees. I felt him pushing his pants and boxers down, and I moaned when he put his fingers back inside me again.
He pulled his wet fingers out of me and I grabbed his hand, bringing his fingers to my mouth so I could taste myself on him. I sucked on them one at a time, swirling my tongue around it, reveling in the taste of my pussy on his skin. I felt the head of his cock probing my behind, until it finally found my slick opening.
I moaned against his hand as he slid his cock inside me – god, how I loved the way he stretched my tight pussy with his incredible cock!
Neither of us moved once he was fully inside me, instead we stayed still, the tension building.
I rotated my hips, his cock stirring inside me, and I bit my lip to keep from making any noises. He stayed buried inside me, moving his cock just ever so slightly, the head hitting every part of my pussy.
He began to pull out, quickly sliding back in, each mini-stroke coming dangerously close to my sweet spot. Between his cock in my pussy and his fingers working my nipples, I knew I was going to cum soon.
“Are you close?” he asked, both arms wrapped around me.
“Fuck, yes...” I whispered, looking over my shoulder at him. “Just a few more seconds.”
He slowly thrust in and out of me a few more times, kissing me gently and biting my bottom lip. I moaned against his mouth when his hand slipped back down to my pussy, teasing my clit while he flexed his cock inside me.
One of the passengers began walking down the aisle of the plane, heading toward the restrooms, and we instantly stilled. His hand and cock didn’t leave my pussy, though, and as the lady passed our row, rubbed my clit hard, his free hand covering my mouth.
“Make me cum now,” I demanded, aching for my release.
“As you wish,” he breathed, covering his mouth with mine in a deep kiss, his tongue teasing mine and exploring my mouth.
He pulled his cock almost all the way out of my pussy, teasing and taunting us both by leaving just the head inside me for several seconds, before quickly sliding back in, burying himself balls deep in my tight hole. My orgasm exploded, and he began to cum inside me, while muffling my scream with his kiss.
I writhed between his arms, my orgasm wracking my body. He stayed inside me for a long time after we both came, both of us enjoying the feeling of being connected to each other while we tried to catch our breath.
“You are so fucking sexy,” he said, kissing me one last time before pulling out of me. I felt our cum leaking out of my pussy and down my thigh, and I scooped it up with my finger. I looked over my shoulder and smiled, sucking it off my finger.
“This is only the beginning, babe. Just wait until we land,” I whispered, winking at him.
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