Chapter 113: The Workout 002/ Flying high 001

She rested on top of me for a few moments. As I continued to indulge in my treat, she lazily caressed my tightening balls. Sensing I was again close to cumming she stopped. She needed to be filled. She needed my cock in her tight pussy. She stood up, and again flashing me a devilish smile straddled my cock positioning it at the entrance of her tight hole. In one quick movement, she had me buried as deep as I could go. Her pussy squeezed my cock as a jet of cum escaped. Feeling it coat the inside of her pussy, she instinctively knew not to move. We stayed that way for what felt like an eternity. I was trying everything I could think of to not blow my load yet.

When the moment passed, I grabbed her hips. She took that as her queue to start slowly working her pussy up and down my cock. She worked into a slow, steady rhythm, stopping occasionally with my cock buried as deep as it could go to grind her clit against me. She seemed to know exactly when I was at the point of no return stopping just as a drop of cum would jet out. Finally, sensing I couldn't take any more, she picked up the pace, slamming her pussy down on my cock. I tried desperately to hold back, but the sights, the sounds, the sensations were just too much. Jet after jet after jet of cum shot from my cock and filled her waiting pussy. When it finally stopped, she reached back and caressed my balls coaxing one more jet out for her hungry pussy. As she slowly stood up releasing my semi-erect cock from her hold, I could feel my cum escaping her pussy and running down my cock. I lay there on the bench, entirely spent, thinking we were done. Much to my surprise, we weren't. She took my now soft cock in her hands and proceeded to lick it clean making sure not to miss one drop of cum. Then again, without warning, she kissed me, thrusting her tongue in my mouth. I could taste the salty sweetness of our cum mixed together.

"Damn, we taste good," I said with a chuckle. She smiled, kissed me again and whispered in my ear, "Here, have some more." And with that, she was again straddled over me, her well fucked pussy hovering over my mouth. She reached down and spread her pussy lips apart. As she did, a river of cum poured out of her pussy into my waiting mouth. I continued to clean her pussy as she went back to teasing my now overly sensitive cock. I brought her to two more orgasms; each time getting a little more of our mixed treat.

With her pussy finally cleaned, she stood up and grabbed me by the hand. She led me back upstairs to the bedroom. She pushed me back on the bed and again straddled over my semi-hard cock.

"I don't think I have another round left in me," I said.

"One more," she replied. "Suck on my titties first."

She leaned forward and I took a hardening nipple in my mouth, gently licking and sucking it. "Mmmm," she moaned as I alternated between breasts. "That feels good."

As I worked on her titties, she caressed my cock back into a fuckable state. Knowing that it wouldn't last long, she quickly pulled herself away and got on all fours. "Fuck me from behind."

I got behind her and positioned the head of my cock at the entrance of her pussy. As soon as the tip hit, she thrust back.

"Fuck it hard and fast," she said as she looked over her shoulder. "Fill me up again."

I started out slow, but she wanted none of it. She took over and began slamming her pussy against me as hard and fast as she could. Knowing it could take a while having just cum twice and knowing exactly how to send me over the edge quickly, she worked her magic for that third load of the night. She sat back forcing me to sit back as well. Her silky, stocking covered feet made contact with my balls. They immediately tightened. She knew I was getting close. She continued to fuck me that way, each thrust causing her stocking covered feet to caress my balls. Within seconds, I was cumming.

When the spams subsided, we both collapsed on the bed. As we lay there, both totally drained, I couldn't help but as again, "What got in to you?"

"I needed a workout too!"

The End.

Book Title: Flying High

Tabby found her seat on the Airplane and managed to fit her carry on under the seat ahead of her. She was one of the first to board, because she had a window seat. She liked the window, no one could sit next to her on that side and she could crawl away from what ever was seated next to her. The only disadvantage was if she had to get up to use the lavatory.

Settling into her seat, she collected her book and i-pod from her purse. She was set on tuning out everyone around her. With the headphones in her ears, she opened her book. Ah... a novel she could really sink her teeth into. It was Vampires, sex and chocolate all wrapped up into one book. A tingle nipped at the bottom of her stomach and straight down.

Looking out the window she could see the mountains from the tarmac. It was always so nice to visit Colorado again. With a sigh, she thought about last night. Wow! What a night! She had not anticipated seeing Jim again let alone. She blushed profusely at the thought of what she had done. Why were things with him always so... Spontaneous?

She closed her eyes replaying the previous night in her mind. It was so hot and exciting. Oh how she wanted more of him. Too bad this stupid flight was so early in the morning. I could have asked him to stay the night in my hotel with me. If only. His huge size had filled her so completely. It was almost painful at first, but once he was inside of her. She felt like she could orgasm right there just thinking about him. Closing her legs together she had to stave off her desire. What am I thinking? I'm not usually like this.

It wasn't that she was wearing jeans or anything constraining. Quite the contrary she knew she wanted to keep her clothes loose and without metal for coming on the plane. So, here she sat in her thin cotton Yoga pants, a loose t-shirt and a wire free bra, thinking of the man, she had in the park the night before. I hope the passenger that sits next to me doesn't notice how turned on I am. This was a fleeting thought as she looked down for a moment to see her nipples were sort of pushing little points through her thin bra. Ugh... why did I wear this one?

Turning up, the singer on her i-pod she did not hear when her neighboring passenger arrived, but she felt him. For some reason without even turning her head, she knew it was a man. He was situating his carry-on in the overhead compartment before sitting in his seat. She turned her book over so he could not see the trashy vampire romance she had selected for the trip.