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Now boarding flight number…


Going with the theme of airplanes, here’s a story from our recent Spring Break trip to Europe.

You know how they always make you check in hours ahead of time for international flights because the lines for security are always so long? Inevitably, every time I arrive ‘on time’ I end up spending hours waiting at the gate. Well, a few weeks ago my boyfriend and I found ourselves in the same situation. Of course, it’s much more fun when you have someone to pass the time with 😉

In the check-in line and all through security we had been whispering to each other plans about how we would join the mile-high club that night and about all the nasty things we were going to do to each other under the airline blankets. When we arrived at the gate an hour early we considered starting our fun a bit early and sneaking into the guy’s bathroom to fool around. But, after passing by the bathrooms a few times we decided that there were too many people going in and out and that it would have to wait for a trip when we would be at the airport at a less busy time.

Of course, when Amor and I get horny we don’t give up that easily. We walked back to the gate and looked around for a dark corner to make out in. Sadly, there are no dark corners in an airport. We settled for sitting in the last row where no one else was sitting. We picked two chairs that were more or less out of view and started making out. Some businessman yelling on his cell phone gave us a dirty look, but otherwise it seemed that no one was paying attention. We passed a few minutes just making out to kill time, but the more we kissed the more horny we got. I could see how hard he was through his jeans and I just couldn’t resist. I started stroking his cock through his pants while I kissed on his neck. He was a bit worried that someone would notice, but since we had our backs to almost everyone and the people in front of us were far away and facing the other direction, he let me keep going. He kept watch while I played with his hard cock through his pants. Every now and then he would grab my hand and pretend we were just talking while someone walked by. I desperately wanted to suck his cock or have him fuck me on the spot, and the more I felt his hardness the harder it was to resist.

I begged him to let me touch his flesh, to wrap my fingers around his cock and feel every inch of it in my hand. He almost had enough self control to say no, but after all, I did have him hard as a rock already. I pulled his sweatshirt down over his lap and he let me undo his belt underneat. Rather than unbuttoning his pants he just pulled his cock up so I could reach it under his sweater. I wrapped my free hand around his shoulders and leaned over him to hide the bump I made under his sweater as I stroked his cock, moving only my wrist. We could definitely pass an hour like this!

At one point he couldn’t resist reaching over and pushing his hand into my pants as well, but (sadly) that doesn’t work as well for us ladies. Eventually we found a good position so we could keep going even as people passed by. Once, an airport cop on a Segway passed right in front of us and we just smiled and nodded to him as he rolled by, my hand still stroking Amor’s cock.

I reached farther down and played with his balls, I jerked him slowly and discreetly, but after a while even the gentle movements were driving him crazy.  I kept stroking his cock and we kissed and talked dirty about our plans for the upcoming flight while we waited for the gate to open. I was so wet I was sure I would soak through my pants, we had been fooling around and teasing each other for hours. I could have controlled myself, but when they didn’t open the gate on time I thought I might die of horniness before they let us on that damn plane.

So, we moved down to the floor, where we felt a little more hidden from view and placed our carry-on luggage next to us so passersby were less likely to notice what we were doing. I pretended to lay down in his lap – I mean, that’s not too uncommon in an airport, right? – and I wrapped my lips around his deliciously hard cock. I didn’t want to move my head too much so I just licked his head.  Every now and then he would push my head down on his cock until he was all the way down my throat and and would massage his shaft with my tonge. We kept going like this for a while, stopping every now and then when someone passed by like we had before. We heard them finally open the gate, but we were too caught up in what we were doing. Amor grabbed my hair and we pretty much abandoned any pretext of being discreet. He fucked my face in broad daylight in the middle of the airport.¨Do you want me to cum in your mouth?¨ It was more a statement than a question. He pulled my face off his cock and I opened my mouth to recieve his cum as he jerked himself, squirting a hot load almost immeditaley. I swallowed his cum with gusto and we got ready to board the plane.

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Mile high masturbation


I fly a lot. And most of the time it’s a long flight, 5 hours or more. That’s a long time to sit still and watch old movies. Not to mention that flights usually mean that I haven’t seen Amor in a while or that I’m about to go somewhere where I won’t be able to see him for a while. That’s probably why, on a recent transatlantic flight, I decided to pass the time by masturbating. Not in the bathroom – it’s just rude to hog those things when a plane full of people only has 4 to use. No, I stayed right in my seat. The guys sitting next to me were asleep, conveniently wearing a night mask. And it was chilly in the plane so no one questioned why I completely covered myself with my blanket. I propped one foot on the hand rest of the seat in front of me and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans just enough to get one hand in position. The blanket was stretched from my raised knee over my body and tucked behind my other shoulder. I tested things slowly at first, making sure that a passing stewardess wouldn’t notice any movement under my blanket if I moved my hand ‘just so.’

Confident that I was being as discreet as possible, I relaxed and slowly started running my index finger around my clit. I closed my eyes but couldn’t help worrying that the whole plane was staring at the slut in seat 34 C so I opened them again to keep watch. I moved my leg a little to mask the movement of my hand as I reached farther into my pants to feel my wetness. I pushed two fingers as far inside me as my tight jeans would allow, swirling them around until they were soaked. I couldn’t help licking my lips thinking that if I was this wet already just from touching myself for a few minutes in the plane I would definitely be cumming endlessly when we finally landed and I saw Amor again. I pulled my hand back up, spreading my wetness across my lips and my slightly swollen clit. I pinched it between my thumb and one wet finger and tapped and rubbed it with the other. No longer as worried about being discreet, I brought my other hand under the blanket and reached under my bra to grab a nipple. I was full out masturbating in a completely full airplane, right next to two guys.

I tried to keep my hips still and my breathing quiet as I got closer and closer to orgasm. I closed my eyes, imagining (no longer worrying) that everyone was watching. Not just watching…in my head everyone wanted to join in. There were people pulling my shirt off, grabbing my breasts and sucking my nipples. Endless cocks were presenting themselves for me to suck, spilling their loads across my face and chest one at a time. Amor was there, teasing my swollen pussy lips with the head of his cock. I almost begged out loud for him to fuck me as I kept imagining more cocks to suck. Now there was a hot stewardess on her knees alternating licking Amor’s cock and my pussy. I was sweating under my blanket, ready to cum as I started thinking about Amor’s cock finally pushing inside me as the stewardess licked his balls. I couldn’t help shuddering a little as I climaxed, but when I opened my eyes the two guys sitting next to me were exactly where I had last seen them, totally asleep and oblivious to what was going on next to them.


Phone sex for breakfast (Part 1)


I was having a really good dream this morning. It was way past when I should have been up but I was enjoying myself too much. I was dreaming about the sexy Christmas present that’s waiting for me when Amor comes back. In my dream we had gone out for dinner to a pub-style restaurant and were sitting in a booth in the corner. I guess it was after Christmas ’cause I had the little toy hidden in my jacket pocket. Just knowing it was there was making me wet. So, I decided it was time for a little fun. I leaned across the table and whispered to my companion in my naughtiest voice: “I have a little surprise for you if you look under the table.”As he tried to look inconspicuously under the table, I lifted my skirt and hooked my thumbs into my underwear, pulling them all the way down. When they were all the way off I grabbed them with one hand and hurriedly stuffed them into my purse while my other hand made its way to my clit. I played with myself just to keep his attention under the table while I pulled out my toy. I spread my legs to give him a good view as I took the little bullet and slipped it inside me. I fingered myself a little for his viewing pleasure, then fixing my skirt and closing my legs around the toy I handed him the remote across the table. He started playing with it right away, turning the little thing on and off or changing the setting. I slipped out of my sandal and pressed my foot into his crotch to stroke his hard-on appreciatively for the fun he was giving me. We teased each other through the whole meal, not caring if anyone noticed what we were up to.

When we were done with desert (mmm, chocolate!) and had settled the bill he took my hand and led me to the back of the restaurant. He left his jacket, so I left my stuff too. Pulling me into a deep embrace he kissed me passionately. Not letting go of me he whispered into my ear “Do you wanna have a little more fun before we go?” With a mischievous smile I nodded and kissed him again. I could feel his hard-on through our clothes and it was adding to my already desperate arousal. I dropped one hand down to his crotch and started caressing him through his jeans. He didn’t let go as he took a few steps backward and I followed, still eagerly stroking his cock. He pushed a door open with his back and well fell inside. At that moment I was too busy kissing and stroking him to notice where we were. But, when I opened my eyes I realized with a shock that we were in the men’s bathroom. We were in the men’s bathroom making out and groping each other in front of some random guy using a urinal! I giggled in his direction, a little embarrassed and a little aroused at the embarrassment, and headed toward the nearest stall. But Amor held me back. I looked at him puzzled for a second, wondering why he had taken me into the bathroom if we weren’t going to have sex. I still didn’t get it when I saw him start to unfasten his belt and pull down his fly. As he pulled out his hard cock he turned the toy up to its maximum setting. My knees buckled from the combination of the hard vibrations, the sight of his hard cock, and the excitement of what I thought we were about to do. It was all I could do to keep from falling to my knees and taking his cock in my mouth. But, the other guy, who had stopped to watch now, was making me hesitate. So, Amor growled into my ear: “Tell me what you want.” Of course he knew what I wanted, after all he knows how much I love to suck his cock. He wanted me to say it for our ‘audience.’When it took me a second to respond he flipped up my skirt, exposing my naked ass and cunt, and started tracing light circles around my clit with his fingers.

“I want to take your hard cock in my mouth and suck it until you cum on my face!” I said breathlessly as the first wave of an orgasm overtook me. He held me until I was done, letting me slip gently to my knees when it was over. The vibe was going much slower now, he must have changed it while I was cumming. I looked up at him and smiled, showing my appreciation with my eyes as I started to pay him back with my tongue. My skirt was still pulled up over my ass, and I arched my back to present it to him and to our surprised guest. I moaned appreciatively as I sucked and licked his balls while stroking his hard-on with my hand. Slowly I made my way up to his shaft, licking every inch before moving to his head. I took my time, putting on a show. Pressing my lips around his head I slowly took his length inside me: inch by inch until he was as far down my throat as I could take him. I sucked him slowly for a few minutes, speeding up the pace every few strokes. Every moan and grunt he made, every time he shuddered with pleasure my arousal grew. He brushed his fingers through my hair, lightly grabbing a handful. Even with the light grip the feeling of being controlled made me ready to cum again. His cock muffled my moans of pleasure as I continued to suck. Suddenly his grip tightened and he growled “Make yourself cum again for me while I fuck your face.” He upped the power on the vibe again as I brought my hand down to my clit. Without warning he started pounding his cock into my mouth, holding my head still with hands. One hand rubbing my clit, the other squeezing my nipples through my shirt, chocking on Amor’s hard cock as he face-fucked me in front of a stranger, I couldn’t help cumming again in seconds. My orgasm must have set him off because, before I was done riding it out, he pulled my head back hard by the hair and shot his load all over my face. And I kept cumming and cumming while he held me there, on my knees in a public bathroom.

It took a while for me to recover enough to stand up, and then only with his help. The other guy was still there and for I have no idea why I decided to flash him for a second before melting into Amor’s arms. His expression was priceless! Eventually the guy left, probably to tell his friends why he had been in the bathroom so long. Amor held me for a while, whispering how much he loved what we just did. When I was ready he said it was time to go. I rearranged my skirt and reached for a paper towel to wash my face, but he stopped me.

“I like it when you wear my cum.” He said, tapping my lightly on the ass to push me in the direction of the door. I could feel my face turn bright red as we walked, hand in hand, to get our stuff from the other side of the restaurant. On the way out I spotted our new friend at a table with a few other people. Forgetting about my embarrassment and giving in to a fresh desire for some naughtiness, I stopped nearby to smile and wave. I skipped a little to catch up to Amor as he was leaving. When we got into the car he turned up the vibe again and ordered me to lift up my skirt and play with myself while we head to the next part of our date. In the quiet car I could hear the toy buzzing. As it got louder my pleasure increased. Buzz….Buzz….Buzz…

Groggily I realized that I had left my phone on vibrate last night and that’s what was making all the noise. I reached over, a bit frustrated at being awoken from such a nice dream, and glanced at the caller ID. It was Amor. What perfect timing.

To Be Continued

(Bits of this are shamelessly lifted from the video I linked in this post, but what can I say, it’s a hot clip and it gave me sweet dreams 😉 Also in the original dream there was definitely some spanking involved on the part of our new ‘friend’ but I couldn’t really remember what happened so I left that part out. Feel free to add it in a comment!)


Pull over!


It’s always exciting when we get to go to our favorite beach. The very first time we drove down there he got a speeding ticket because I was going down on him while he was driving. No, the cop didn’t see what was going on, but it was a close call. I just can’t keep my mouth away from his big cock, especially when he’s doing something so nice like driving me to the beach for the weekend!

It’s a four-hour drive, so whenever we go I try my best to break up the monotony with a little sexy fun. One time last Spring I was teasing him, as usual, about how I would love for him to pull over and take me in the back seat. The problem is he drives a sexy little sports car that can barely fit one person in the back. I drive a tiny hatchback so we’ve never actually managed to try out that particular fantasy. So on that Spring day I got a little carried away and it was getting to the point where it wasn’t safe for him to drive. It was broad daylight and the countryside around the highway was flat for miles so there was no chance that we could pull over somewhere and I could use my tongue to fix the little mess I made without getting caught. We decided to pull off the highway onto a smaller country road until he felt safe enough to continue driving. The road wound through a cluster of houses and then into some sparsely populated fields. Because I’m horrible when I’m horny I decided it was safe to start teasing him again – after all, there wasn’t much traffic here. I said it would be incredibly hot if he just pulled over and fucked me by the side of the road. Of course today we might actually do that, but at the time we were still exploring that particular side of our kinkiness. So, since the fields around us were mostly flat, the houses were not too far apart, and the occasional car passed by in the other direction, I figured there was no chance in hell that he would do it. Well, that wouldn’t be much of a story!

We had only been driving down that road for a few minutes and he was getting more and more turned on, when we started to pass a small wood. We considered sneaking in there but decided against it in case there was poison ivy (which neither of us knows how to spot). With one hand on his hard cock and my face pressed into his neck I didn’t see why we stopped. He didn’t say anything, just killed the engine and got out of his car, not bothering to button his jeans. I looked around and saw that we had come to the edge of the wood where it came right up against another field. But, this time it was corn! Between the rows of corn and the wood was a small patch of grass, no more than 15 feet wide and, grabbing a blanket from he back seat, he headed right into it. I followed, a bit unsteady on my feet from all the teasing. The view from the nearby houses was blocked by the trees and the corn but, since the patch of grass was perpendicular to the road, anyone driving by had a clear view. We could have walked farther into the clearing and farther from the road, but he stopped just a few paces in, waiting for me to join him.

We were both too nervous to talk: it was our first time playing out our exhibitionist fantasies. He spread the blanket on the ground while I stripped for him down to a bra and panties. A cool breeze was blowing and it felt incredible on my hot skin. He grabbed me and started kissing me all over while I struggled to get his pants off. I desperately wanted to take him in my mouth where he stood, but as soon as his pants were clear he sat down on the blanket and pulled me down on top of him so I was facing him, kneeling with one leg on each side. I could feel his hot, hard cock against me and I squirmed a little on, rubbing my clit against it through my panties. He let me tease him (and me) for a few seconds longer but then lifted my hips (I love how strong he is!) so instead of feeling his shaft against my clit I could feel his head pressing against my wet panties, ready to plunge inside of me if only the panties weren’t in the way. I moaned with desire – it was so nice to be out in the open, not worried about being heard. He pulled my panties aside so he had full access to my sopping wet pussy and, still holding my hips tightly so I couldn’t force myself down onto him, he started slowly bringing me down onto his cock. It was torture! I was squirming, trying as hard as I could to get him inside me so I could get off. I brought my hand down to my clit hoping to relieve myself in spite of his teasing. I wrapped my other hand around his shoulders for support, thrusting my chest into his face. I love it when he stares at my boobs! When he had brought my hips down all the way and his cock, rock hard from hours of teasing, was deep inside me he let go of my hips, giving me free reign on his cock. He put his hands behind him for support and I grabbed his shoulders with both hands to balance myself while I bounced in his lap. The bra I was wearing gave him a fantastic view of my cleavage and I thrust out my chest making sure it was bouncing as much as my ass. I didn’t want to be on top, I was desperate to cum and I can’t ever do it when I’m in control. I guess that’s what I get for teasing him! Well, I definitely made it up to him. I know how much he loves watching me when I’m this horny, so I rode his cock as long as I could, changing pace and angle several times. First I was straight on top of him riding him hard, then I’d lean back so he could see his cock, slick with my juices, slowly sliding in and out of me. I’d lean forward and push him deep inside me then wriggle and writhe while I reached one hand behind me to play with his balls.

After a while, when I had spent every ounce of energy I could muster he tipped me over onto my back and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he started riding me on his terms. Oh that’s heaven! One hand grabbing my hair and the other roughly fondling my breasts, he rode me hard, his need driving him into a frenzy. We were both seconds away from cumming when he suddenly stopped. I was moaning, frustrated that he had stopped at the worst possible time and trying to grind into him hoping to get the moment back. When I accepted defeat and relaxed he gently pulled out and moved up my body, presenting his cock to my mouth. I immediately began licking every inch of his cock and balls clean of my juices, fresh waves of arousal flowing though my body from the taste. He growled to me to take him in my mouth and I hungrily obeyed. He let me suck him for a short time before deciding he would rather cum fucking my face. He held my head down by my hair and started pushing in and out of my mouth, going deeper with every stroke. I couldn’t help gagging as his cock pushed against the back of my throat. Seconds later he was shooting a huge load into my mouth and down my throat. I continued stroking his shaft gently with my tongue as it softened in my mouth. I savored the taste of his cum until he pulled out and let me swallow. I was still grinding my hips in need and my hands were caressing his body of their own accord. Smiling at my desperate arousal he fixed my panties and whispered “It’s so sexy when  you want me this bad. I want you to stay just like that for the rest of the trip. Just think about all the fun we’ll have when we get home and I get to fuck you all over again.” He was already pulling his pants on while I was still laying there, trying to decide whether to ignore him and make myself cum on the spot. But, my desire to please him overpowered my desire to please myself (besides, it’s so much more fun cumming hard with a cock inside me). Slowly, I sat up and he helped me get dressed. The two hours left of our trip took years. By the time we got home I was mad with lust and we spent the last night of our romantic weekend cumming over and over again.


Sex on a train


Amor likes to play in public. Since there aren’t many kinks I don’t have it’s always fun finding something he is particularly interested in. There is nothing more satisfying than knowing I made him cum harder than he thought possible. It’s such a rush being used to fulfill his fantasy. So the question is, am I being selfish or selfless when I look for any opportunity to play in public?

While we were traveling through Europe this summer, sleeping in hostels and at friends’ houses, we didn’t have as many opportunities as we normally do to make love. Of course, that meant that whenever we could steal some time for ourselves we were bursting with sexual tension and the resulting orgasms were some of the best in our relationship thus far. Once, for example, while riding the train through the countryside we stole into an empty compartment for a few moments of relief. Knowing my lover’s secret desire to be seen, I opened the curtains to allow a full view of the rolling hills and small hamlets along the tracks. Of course, the view went both ways. Amor slowly undressed me, facing me toward the window, showing me off to whoever might look in. When I was naked I bent down to take his already rock hard cock in my mouth and we looked at the passing countryside while I sucked him off. I had been practicing and could get his huge cock almost all the way into my throat (something I’m still working on!) but he didn’t want to cum in my mouth that day. Instead, he grabbed my hair pulled me up to me feet. “Turn around, I want to look at your ass while I fuck you.” He whispered. And, like I said before, there’s something about having a hard cock in my mouth that makes me crave to be dominated (as if I don’t anyway!), so I turned around slowly, head toward the front of the train, profile exposed to the world. I bent at the waist and grabbed hold of the seat in front of me. Legs spread wide, I wiggled by ass, serving up my wet pussy for my Master to enjoy. I turned my head to continue staring at the beautiful scenery passing by, when, in a split second I caught sight of a man waiting to cross the tracks, staring right into our window. I jolt of excitement shot straight through my body as I wondered whether he had seen us and, more importantly, if Amor had seen him and if he enjoyed it. I was out of my mind with lust and it must have been showing because at that moment Amor dipped his fingers inside me and, rubbing my own juices all over my lips gently began flicking my clit. He likes to tease me too. With his other hand he smacked my ass a few times, not hard like I sometimes like it, just enough to make my cheeks jiggle. I ground my hips into his finger and tried to push back toward his cock but he pulled away, wiping his fingers on my ass. “What? Is there something you want?” He teased. Of course I knew that he wanted me as bad as I wanted him, but I was the one who had to beg. I told him, in as much detail as I could, what I he already knew I wanted. I begged him to fuck me, I said I needed to feel his cock inside me so I could finally cum. I said I wanted to be seen with his cock inside me, and it was true. Honestly, I wished I could be heard begging too. I wanted people to know I belong to him and I please him more than anyone could. When I thought I couldn’t beg any longer, he grabbed my hips with both hands and plunged the whole length of his cock inside me in one motion. I gasped, and taking a second to recover from the pure bliss of finally feeling him inside me, started grinding my hips into him. It had been 2 days since we had had a chance to be alone but he pounded me like it had been years. I turned from the window to catch a glimpse of his face, it makes me melt when I see that hungry look he gets, the one that says ‘I need to fuck you right now, and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.’ I stared for a second and we locked eyes. He smiled that little evil smiles he gets sometimes and ordered: “cum for me.” He took one hand off my ass and gently pressed his thumb into my clit while he continued to ride me so hard I could barely walk afterwords. That was all I needed. My head was swimming and my knees were buckling. As my orgasm overtook me I saw through the window that we were just entering a small town. My whole body was shaking and I collapsed face-first into the seat as the waves of pleasure coursed through my body. As I regained my senses I realized that I was still madly grinding against my lover’s cock. In fact, he had stopped moving altogether and was enjoying the view of my ass moving up and down as I fucked myself on his cock. I looked out the window again and saw that we had already left the small town, I wonder if anyone was watching me cum so hard I almost blacked out? After giving me a few moments to recover Amor grabbed my ass with both hands again and continued to pound my tightening pussy. No need to change positions, he knew what he wanted. He talked to me, telling me how sexy my ass was, how he loved watching me cum. Just hearing his husky voice when he was so close to cumming made me melt all over again. I wanted his cum. I have a thing about that. Sure, it’s great when I come, but  I guess it’s my subby side that makes me desperate to make him cum. So I begged. “Please, I need to feel your cum, please let me have it!” Always the gentleman, he was happy to oblige. But not before I told him exactly how I wanted it. And that was a hard choice. Did I want him to pull out and squirt all over my ass and back? That would certainly be a nice picture for anyone looking in. Or maybe I should beg him to let me suck his cock again and have him cum on my face? That way, even after he wiped it off for me, I could feel it there all day. But I decided instead, to ask for him cum inside me. “Please, cum inside me! I want to feel the cum explode from your cock deep inside me and I want to feel it dripping out of me all day.” I begged breathlessly. My pussy would be sore from the rough pounding for days, but the feeling would be even more exquisitely submissive if I could feel our combined juices inside me and soaking my panties all day. He was happy to oblige and within seconds I felt his hot flesh inside me swell with his coming orgasm. He dug his fingers into me as he pulled me deeper onto his cock. Satisfied and spent, he pulled out of me and happily helped me to my feet. As we embraced in a deep hug I felt the first drop of his cum slide slowly down my leg. This was the best train ride ever.