He jumped and turned off his screen. “Uh, just something I heard about on TikTok. Might be a scam.”
“Oh, it’s a scam,” I said and pulled my purse out from beneath the seat before me. I got my phone and started reading my new favorite dark romance by Felicity Brandon. It was His Dark Possession. It was so steamy.
I was getting into it as the plane leveled off. The fashion seat belt sign came off. I just ignored the guy fidgeting beside me. He was panting hard. I hoped he didn’t hurl. I was trying to get into the naughty romance. So him getting sick was the last thing I needed.
I fanned my face as I got hotter. I turned up the air flow blowing me. This was turning into a one-handed read. I would be boiling over when I got back to my husband. He would not be ready for me to jump at him.
Not at all.
I thought about that more and more as I read from my book. My thighs squirmed together. This was so hot. I shuddered as the heat grew between my legs. I wanted to just masturbate right here. I thought about slipping off to the lavatory.
I did start feeling the need to pee.
The stewardesses came by. I ordered a glass of wine. He had a shot. Soon, I was sipping at my wine and he threw back his Jack and coke. He asked for another. I hoped he didn’t cause a problem. He downed that one pretty fast.
Luckily, he didn’t ask for a third. He did glance at the phone again. I rolled my eyes and stood. He glanced at me as I squeezed by him, choosing to have my ass facing him. I knew he would enjoy it, but… I had to pee.
I reached the lavatory and slipped in. It was rather spacious one for a plane. First class, right? I sat down in here and peed real quick. I wiped, resisting the urge to do more. I glanced in the mirror and patted at my blonde hair. I looked good. Had a nice bit of cleavage. I couldn’t wait to see my husband.
I headed out. This time, he stood to let me pass. I nodded to him and sank down. He followed and glanced at me. He held up his phone once more and aimed it at me. I groaned. He better not be trying to take my picture.
“Might as well try,” he said.
“What?” I asked. “If you take a–”
I shook my head. This bubbly warmth just washed through me. I felt so goody all of a sudden. Just so juicy. The plane shook and I gasped in delight. I bounced up and down in my seat. It was so much fun to be all bouncy.
I felt all warmy too. Just all warmy and hot and naughty in my pussy. My pussy was so wet. I had a wet cunny and there was this handsomey man beside me. A Black stud who was oh, so nice. I could just tell. That he was the nicest man there was.
“You’re nice,” I said and put my hand right on his jeans. “You’ll be so nicey to me, won’t you?”
“What?” he gasped as I kept bouncing in my seat.
“You’ll be super duper nicey to my hottie cunny, right?” I asked. I pouted at this sexy man. “Right, right, Dante! You’ll be nicey to hottie cunny! Please, please, say you will. Pretty please with sugar and honey and cherries on top!”
“How do you know my name,” he asked as I pushed against him, rubbing my boob through my top.
“Because you’re Dante!” I smiled at him, just so happy to rub against my hunky, studly dude. “You own me. I’m yours! Ooh, my hubby will be so, so surprised that I have an owner. Yay!”
“Fuck,” groaned Dante.
“Yes, yes, let’s fuck!” I squealed, my pussy so hot. “My cunny is wet and juicy and tighty and achy and horny for a big, blacky dickie!” My eyes widened. “Is it biggie!”
I shot my hands for his jeans. I squeezed at him, feeling his biggie dickie bulge down there. That was so neaty. I groped him, massaging him as he shuddered there. That was all nicey, but I wanted to see him oh, so much.
I fumbled at his pants, trying to remember how to open them. They had a… zipper! I found that and yanked it down. I shoved my hand through and felt at his hot cock. There was more dummy cloth in the way. That was so stupid. I wanted to suck on his dick.
Then I found the opening. “Eureka!”
“What?” he gasped. “Holy shit!”
I pulled his biggie dickie out. It was all dark and brown and hugey. Way hugey more than my hubby’s cock. I shook this biggie dickie while licking my lips. I wanted to just suckle on him and nurse on him and make him cummy cum.
So I did.
I leaned over and kissed the tip of his dick. I suckled him all into my mouth. He groaned as I did that. I swallowed all of his cock. It was so neaty. He groaned as my lips slid down his thickie cock. I nursed on him, loving the salty flavor spilling through my mouth.
I suckled on him. That was just the bestest thing to do because more of that salty, yummy, deliciously goody precum spilled over my tongue. And my sexy ebony stud groaned as I nursed on him. He had such a biggie dickie. I lovey doved him.
“Shit,” he groaned. “Damn, your name is… Janette. Janette Bowman. You’re a level 0 Bimbo now. There are levels? Shit.”
I didn’t know what he was saying. But I didn’t care. I just had to keep sucking on his dick.
I nursed on him as he groaned. It was oh, so much fun to bob my head and work my mouth up and down his biggie dickie. But my poor pussy was getting all wet and juicy and hot and itch and achy. So I shoved my hand between my thighs and slid up beneath my skirt.
I had stupid panties on. They were just in the way. So I shoved those dumby thingies to the side and found the wet folds of my pussy. That was so neaty to rub at my cunt while sucking on Dante’s ebony cock.
He groaned in such a nicey way as I bobbed my head. I knew that I gave him such goody pleasure. My fingers rubbed at my cunny, stroking over all my naughty bits and bobbers. Like my clit. I rubbed that, moaning around his cock.
“Damn,” he groaned.
His dick twitched in my mouth and more of that yummy and salty and delicious cummies were in his balls. I wanted them all. I suckled so hard as I thrust two of my amazing fingers into my pussy. I worked them in and out.
In and out.
That felt so goody. My cunny loved those fingers thrusting away in me as I suckled on this amazing dickie. I just worshiped him with everything that I had. It was such an awesomey thing to do. He groaned, his hand sliding through black hair.
I churned up my naughty pussy with my digits while sucking oh, so hard on him. My cheeks hollowed while drool ran out. That felt so wicked of me. I just loved it so much. This was such an awesomey moment.
“Yes,” he breathed, his hand gripping and relaxing on my head. “Oh, damn, you’re good, Janette.”
I was so glad to hear that. It made my pussy oh so juicy and wettie and happy. My fingers thrust away at my cunny, building those wonderful feelings in me. I wanted to just cum over and over and over again.
Wouldn’t that be amazing?
Cumming was the bestest best.
I wanted to cum on Dante’s big and hugemongus cock. It was so large. I suckled on his ebony dick hard. I bobbed my head as my own orgasm built and built in me. I hurtled toward that orgasm, my pussy clinging to my fingers.
“That’s it,” he groaned. “That’s just perfect. Oh, damn, that’s good. That’s just perfect.”
I was so glad to hear that. I loved that so much. I wanted all his cummies in my mouth. So I suckled super duper hard.
His dick twitched in my mouth as he growled, “Yes, Janette!”
His cum pumped into my mouth. All that wonderful and yummy and salty and creamy jizz flooded my mouth. I savored every moment of it flooding me. It was so wonderful to have it all flooding me. Just the bestest thingie in the world.
I was so happy to gulp it down. My pussy clenched down on my fingers. I thrust them in deep. As I swallowed his creamy jizz, like the saltiest ice cream ever, I quivered and burst with delight. I drank his yummy nummy treat and came.
Yay!
The pleasure washed through my body and made my mind feel all juicy with delight. Rapturey bliss rushed through me, something with all those dumb thoughts. It was just goody and awesomey ecstasy now as I drank down all my owner’s jizz.
He grunted one last time and fired more of his cummies into my mouth. Then there were no more. I sucked and sucked, but no more came out. My pussy rippled around my fingers a few more times than there were no more delights for me to enjoy.
It was all over.
I ripped my mouth off his big, ebony dickie and moaned, “More, Dante. I want more. I love your cock and your jizzies and all that nummy spunk in your nuts. And my pussy is so wet. Will you fuck me. I can ride you.”
“Not here, Janette,” he breathed as he had his cock out. “Shit, if the stewardess catches us…”
“She’ll want to join!” I smiled. “I don’t mind. I can share. I lovey dove you as much as my hubby. You’re both so special. Ooh, ooh, I can share you both.”
“What?” He stared at me. “No, no, you’re all mine.”
“Okay.” I smiled at him. He owned me, so what he said was the lawdy law. I started to climb over his lap, but he pushed me back. I frowned. “I wanna ride your big and ebony and thick and hard and Black dickie, Dante.”
“The restroom,” he said, shoving his cock back in. “I’ll fuck you in there.”
“Yay!” I squealed.
He clapped his hand over my mouth, his eyes so wide. I kissed at his hand and licked at his palm. He tasted so salty and goody. He ripped his hand back and put his finger to his lip and blew. I knew what that meant.
“I have to be quiet!” I clapped my hands together. “I can do that! Yeppers!”
“Can you?” he asked, shoving that hugey dick back into his pants. That was sad. Cocks should be out so I could suck on them and love them and ride them with my hottie and wettie pussy. “Come on.”