I'm cumming home | 2016

My bare legs feels like its on sandpaper, the fabric of the seat pulling skirt up. It has been a fight past two hours to keep my sanity. This flight is going to kill me. For the past three hours I have been getting stared at by this older gentleman sitting next to me. Granted the cold air circulating about the cabin doesn't help any, my nipples are pushed against the thin silky fabric of my halter top. I grab for the blanket the flight attendant gave me at the very beginning of the flight winking at me. Did she think I was some kind of mile high whore? My outfit didn't help my case at all, but it’s all for my man that's waiting for me at the air port in Phoenix. It’s been six months since we last saw each other, I missed everything about him; the way he laughed, his cologne, his blonde hair, his pale blue eyes, his throbbing cock. My god he was a god with his dick. He knew how to get to cum hard and fast within 5 minutes. The aircraft jolted me from my day dream, only an hour and half till I was there. The gentlemen next to me asked if everything was OK. I told him I hated flying. We started some small chit chat. I learned he was a French business man traveling to AZ for his firm to set up commerce in AZ. His name was Françoise, I liked how that rolled off my tongue, and he was a fit man and very attractive. Françoise I liked how tha.......Fuck I'm horny. He is still eyeing and undressing me with his eyes. He mutters understand his breath Ce une petite salope {what a little slut}. I smile a devilish smile and reply Dans votre putain de bite reves [in your fucking dreams dick]. He face turns 30 shades of red; I unbuckle my seat belt needing to go pee I stand trying to get by. He sits there still stunned, I step one leg over his lap, straddling his lap, and the aircraft shudders again. I lose my balance my skirt rides up and over my bare ass, my tits are in his face and my pussy lands directly in his lap. We try and compose our selves; I pull my skirt down and head to the rear of the aircraft to go pee. I return to my seat but Françoise wasn't there, his belongings were but he was nowhere to be found. I found a note in my seat that reads Arriere de l'avion -F [Back of the plane]. I return to the rear of the aircraft and I find Françoise waiting. Arms folded waiting, I know what he wants. It is obvious as soon as my eyes see the huge bulge in his pants straining to get out. What do you want? He pulls me in and kisses me, bolts of ecstasy shoot through my body. I just melt into his arms. He breaks from the kiss. He pushes me as side, closing the curtain. He goes for his fly, I reach my hands and being to fumble with his belt and button to his pants. I quickly remove his pants and boxers and my god I'm face to face with a large, thick dick. I grab his dick at the base, what if a flight attendant comes back here. He places his hands on the back of my head guiding my mouth onto his cock saying I personally know the crew, I have asked for a window and all we have is 30 minutes. He releases his hands and I begin suck his dick, swirling my tongue on his cocks head. I remove my hand from the base of his dick, bobbing my head on his cock. He lets out a moan, I relax my jaw and try to deep throat his dick. Shit he is 4 inches longer than my boyfriend. I feel his hands on my head; he begins to push on my head forcing the last 4 inches into my mouth and down my throat. Tears form in my eye; they begin to fall down my cheeks smearing my make up making me look like a cheap American slut. Beginning to gag he releases my head, gasping for air I begin to stroke his cock, your bigger than my boy friend. I take his dicks head in my mouth again and bob on his shaft from tip to base, occasionally forcing his dick down my throat. This goes on for ten more minutes, my makeup is ruined, his cock dripping with my salvia and his precum, but I love it! I go back on his dick he begins to moan and I know what's coming. I pick up my pace, I feel the salty taste of his precum and then my mouth his filled with cum. He pushes back on my head shoving his dick to the back of my throat and I begin to cough. Not being able to handle his size, cum and saliva pour from the sides of my mouth and down my shirt and onto my breasts. I remove his dick my mouth and he spurts one last time on my face. He looks down and takes a picture with his phone. Your boyfriend will love this. I slowly stroke his still hard dick. We still have 20 minutes whore, I smile knowing where this is going. I stand up, grabbing the handles in the galley; my pussy is tingling waiting for his hard member to impale me.