MY FLIGHT HOME
All too soon my holiday in South Africa ended. My husband James had left earlier for business leaving me with some time to get to intimately know some of the men but more on that later. Since James was gone, I chose to dress much more revealing than normal and certainly more revealing for a woman of my age. I wore a simple gray pull on short loose skirt and a raspberry colored shell top with a bit of lace and low heels. I wore nothing else and the naked feeling underneath my clothes while going through customs and the like was extremely erotic.
I was pleasantly surprised to find my husband had upgraded me to first class for the long flight back to London. I quickly settled in my window seat and was joined shortly thereafter by a distinguished looking black man that I estimated to be in his late 40?s. He was nattily attired and we immediately struck up a conversation. I learned he was a barrister heading for London on business. As we talked I couldn?t help but notice his eyes drifting to my legs and chest. The plane was cool so I know my nipples were quite prominent and made more so by his attention.
I should point out that I love sex and am a bit of an exhibitionist. My desires for exposing myself are, however, greater than my ability to carry them out but I am making progress and figured, with my husband gone, this is a perfect opportunity to be a little more proactive. Therefore I made it a point not to keep my legs together or to try and pull down my all too short skirt, both of which did not escape the notice of the young barrister.
I?m not sure how exactly it happened but somehow has hand fell upon my thigh. I sensed his pleasure when I made no attempt to move it and as we conversed, he began to tenderly rub my thigh sliding slowly upward and inward to more tender soft regions. I did not stop him. By now the cabin lights dimmed and most passengers had settled in for the overnight flight. Our conversation was reduced to a steamy whisper and turned more and more to sexual proclivity on both our parts. Being the gentlemen that he is, he took the blanket and folded it over my legs before sliding his hand under it. It wasn?t long before he discovered I was not wearing knickers, a fact that pleased him immensely. I found out how immensely by slipping my on hand under his blanket and found him quite erect and quite large. I unzipped him with some difficulty caused in part by his fingers working into and out of my pussy and over my clit.
At this point I told him that I wanted to suck him off. We agreed that this would be a most difficult task even in the relatively spacious confines of the British Airways first class cabin. He also lamented that he would not be able to reciprocate so instead we amused ourselves by petting each other and exchanging stories of our sexual adventures for much of the remaining flight. We did agree that it made little sense for him to check into a hotel upon arrival to London when he could stay with me for a few hours before his appointment. Shortly after arrival, we were in the back of a cab kissing each other passionately heading to my flat.
I brought him into the bedroom and watched in rapt attention as he undressed completely. I told him I wanted him totally naked before we did anything else and he quickly complied. He was an ebony god with dark even skin, muscular but getting softer with age and with a rather generous sized cock. I told him I wanted to just look at him while I called my husband to tell him I had arrived safely. When I reached James, I discovered my new lover didn?t obey me very well. Instead of lying there and letting me drink him in, he moved behind me and began to fondle my tiny breasts and soon reached underneath my thin top to squeeze and gently molest my tits. I tried to concentrate on what James was telling me as my black beauty kissed my neck and pulled off my skirt. He moved in front of me to his knees and began to lick and suckle my clit while finger fucking my pussy stopping only briefly to remove my top leaving me naked as well. My dark lover had my attention whilst my husband droned on about his boring research. I soon reached the point where I was wiggling and about to lose my composure, much to the delight of the man feasting on my charms.
Finally I did manage to pull away and motioned for him to lie on the bed. I put the phone in the crease of his thigh so I could talk to James and hear him while I stroked my new toy?s shaft and licked the nuts dangling at the base. I rubbed my face in his pubic area muffling my conversational acknowledgements to James. I swallowed the great rod even before James said goodbye and concentrated in showing my new friend how good a cock sucker I was. Sadly he wouldn?t let me finish and instead pulled me up and kissed me guiding me onto his glorious member. Our kiss increased in intensity as I drew up my knees; he bucked under me driving his black pole deeper and deeper into me. I began to shake and then felt his release. His hot, sticky copious sperm flooded my vagina as we embarked on a monstrous mutual orgasm which faded into a short but deep sleep in each other?s arms.
I awoke first and slide down his body taking in his flaccid cock into my warm wet willing mouth. It wasn?t long that it began its ascent filling my mouth and down my throat. I cradled his balls, licked his head and lavished all my attention on his cock. Once again he wouldn?t reward my willing mouth but instead rolled me to my back, lifted my buttocks off the bed and rammed me hard, fast, deep and expertly for another intense orgasm. When he came he then pulled out and hurriedly slid his dick into my mouth allowing me the pleasure of savoring his last drops and our combined juices. He continued to rock gently fucking my mouth as our passion subsided and he tumbled out and onto my face.
Still naked, I arose and went to the kitchen to fix us some bangers and eggs feeling his wonderful thick semen drain slowly down my inner thighs. He too came in the kitchen naked but fresh from a shave and shower. To my surprise, instead of me serving him, he bent me over the table and silently fucked me from behind. His hands clasped my tits as his paced increased. My juicy twat gurgled from his thrusts. I found my clit and rubbed it furiously as his breath deepened. I came first; he continued his frenzied pace long after I was done before he collapsed on me as he expelled the final amount of semen he had in him.
I?ll probably never see him again. I do wish I had gotten his business card though. I can?t help but wondering if he handles divorces?
If we have comments, you can e-mail me at vidi789@hotmail.com
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All too soon my holiday in South Africa ended. My husband James had left earlier for business leaving me with some time to get to intimately know some of the men but more on that later. Since James was gone, I chose to dress much more revealing than normal and certainly more revealing for a woman of my age. I wore a simple gray pull on short loose skirt and a raspberry colored shell top with a bit of lace and low heels. I wore nothing else and the naked feeling underneath my clothes while going through customs and the like was extremely erotic.
I was pleasantly surprised to find my husband had upgraded me to first class for the long flight back to London. I quickly settled in my window seat and was joined shortly thereafter by a distinguished looking black man that I estimated to be in his late 40?s. He was nattily attired and we immediately struck up a conversation. I learned he was a barrister heading for London on business. As we talked I couldn?t help but notice his eyes drifting to my legs and chest. The plane was cool so I know my nipples were quite prominent and made more so by his attention.
I should point out that I love sex and am a bit of an exhibitionist. My desires for exposing myself are, however, greater than my ability to carry them out but I am making progress and figured, with my husband gone, this is a perfect opportunity to be a little more proactive. Therefore I made it a point not to keep my legs together or to try and pull down my all too short skirt, both of which did not escape the notice of the young barrister.
I?m not sure how exactly it happened but somehow has hand fell upon my thigh. I sensed his pleasure when I made no attempt to move it and as we conversed, he began to tenderly rub my thigh sliding slowly upward and inward to more tender soft regions. I did not stop him. By now the cabin lights dimmed and most passengers had settled in for the overnight flight. Our conversation was reduced to a steamy whisper and turned more and more to sexual proclivity on both our parts. Being the gentlemen that he is, he took the blanket and folded it over my legs before sliding his hand under it. It wasn?t long before he discovered I was not wearing knickers, a fact that pleased him immensely. I found out how immensely by slipping my on hand under his blanket and found him quite erect and quite large. I unzipped him with some difficulty caused in part by his fingers working into and out of my pussy and over my clit.
At this point I told him that I wanted to suck him off. We agreed that this would be a most difficult task even in the relatively spacious confines of the British Airways first class cabin. He also lamented that he would not be able to reciprocate so instead we amused ourselves by petting each other and exchanging stories of our sexual adventures for much of the remaining flight. We did agree that it made little sense for him to check into a hotel upon arrival to London when he could stay with me for a few hours before his appointment. Shortly after arrival, we were in the back of a cab kissing each other passionately heading to my flat.
I brought him into the bedroom and watched in rapt attention as he undressed completely. I told him I wanted him totally naked before we did anything else and he quickly complied. He was an ebony god with dark even skin, muscular but getting softer with age and with a rather generous sized cock. I told him I wanted to just look at him while I called my husband to tell him I had arrived safely. When I reached James, I discovered my new lover didn?t obey me very well. Instead of lying there and letting me drink him in, he moved behind me and began to fondle my tiny breasts and soon reached underneath my thin top to squeeze and gently molest my tits. I tried to concentrate on what James was telling me as my black beauty kissed my neck and pulled off my skirt. He moved in front of me to his knees and began to lick and suckle my clit while finger fucking my pussy stopping only briefly to remove my top leaving me naked as well. My dark lover had my attention whilst my husband droned on about his boring research. I soon reached the point where I was wiggling and about to lose my composure, much to the delight of the man feasting on my charms.
Finally I did manage to pull away and motioned for him to lie on the bed. I put the phone in the crease of his thigh so I could talk to James and hear him while I stroked my new toy?s shaft and licked the nuts dangling at the base. I rubbed my face in his pubic area muffling my conversational acknowledgements to James. I swallowed the great rod even before James said goodbye and concentrated in showing my new friend how good a cock sucker I was. Sadly he wouldn?t let me finish and instead pulled me up and kissed me guiding me onto his glorious member. Our kiss increased in intensity as I drew up my knees; he bucked under me driving his black pole deeper and deeper into me. I began to shake and then felt his release. His hot, sticky copious sperm flooded my vagina as we embarked on a monstrous mutual orgasm which faded into a short but deep sleep in each other?s arms.
I awoke first and slide down his body taking in his flaccid cock into my warm wet willing mouth. It wasn?t long that it began its ascent filling my mouth and down my throat. I cradled his balls, licked his head and lavished all my attention on his cock. Once again he wouldn?t reward my willing mouth but instead rolled me to my back, lifted my buttocks off the bed and rammed me hard, fast, deep and expertly for another intense orgasm. When he came he then pulled out and hurriedly slid his dick into my mouth allowing me the pleasure of savoring his last drops and our combined juices. He continued to rock gently fucking my mouth as our passion subsided and he tumbled out and onto my face.
Still naked, I arose and went to the kitchen to fix us some bangers and eggs feeling his wonderful thick semen drain slowly down my inner thighs. He too came in the kitchen naked but fresh from a shave and shower. To my surprise, instead of me serving him, he bent me over the table and silently fucked me from behind. His hands clasped my tits as his paced increased. My juicy twat gurgled from his thrusts. I found my clit and rubbed it furiously as his breath deepened. I came first; he continued his frenzied pace long after I was done before he collapsed on me as he expelled the final amount of semen he had in him.
I?ll probably never see him again. I do wish I had gotten his business card though. I can?t help but wondering if he handles divorces?
If we have comments, you can e-mail me at vidi789@hotmail.com
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