Round trip tickets to the man I have been dreaming of arrived today. I wonder so many things. Do I go or don’t I. There is so much to consider but the plane leaves in 3 hours so like everything else in my life I do it on the fly and toss some things an overnight bag to take. How much does a girl ready need for 48 hours. I rush around with my mind in a blur. The limo arrives which is odd as I never called for a limo. I sit in the soft leather seat and sip from the bottle of Cristal the is on ice. The driver keeps looking back at me grinning. If this was any other day I would give him the show of his life.
I check my bag and there seems to be some confusion. Security is called and I am escorted to a private plane. Sweet, but then again I have no idea what is going on. I have never been on a private plane and it is truly amazing, sexy and powerful. More Cristal, he seems to know me quite well. I drift off from not finding time to eat and the Cristal.
I am awoken by a gentle hand and the faint smell of perfume. “When will we be landing”, I ask. She smiles and says, ” You wont be, and your gentleman will be with you shortly.” Before I can question her, she is off with a flash of stilettos and a fitted silk black dress. I am fully awake and excited and intrigued but strangely not at all frightened.
A movie starts on the huge screen. Apparently someone knows I enjoy bondage movies. I wonder is this going to be a date, a fuck, a modeling gig. Whatever it is, my panties are getting soaked. He finally joins me. He is tall, handsome and seemingly quite powerful. He pulls me up and kisses me deeply as he rips off my clothes. I can hear the sounds of the movie, a woman is clearly getting pounded. The is like a dream, so surreal but my body craves his touch. He pushed me down on the couch and spreads my legs. His tongue plunges in my pussy and he pinches my hard nipples. I grab his full head of hair and push his mouth right where I want it. I start to cum squirting all over his face giving no thought as to the pilot or woman hearing my loads moans.
He is undressing now and his cock is every bit as big as he said it was. It is big and so very thick. With the help of the woman he binds my wrists together with a leather cuff. He lifts me off the couch and practically impales me on his huge cock. He bounces me up and down as he shoves his tongue in my mouth. He is tossing me around like a rag doll in every and any position that suits him. I cum so hard and so many times my voice is down to a tiny squeak from moaning and screaming. He unbinds my hands and tells me to clean up as we are about to land. He smiles at me. I know that voice, I know that smile but most of all I know as I depart from the plane……….All good things must end.
Ever since I was little my mom use to tell me I played dirty. I always had devil in my eyes and I always was getting into mischief. When girls my age were playing on the playground at lunch time, I was inside asking my teacher if he would like half of my peanut butter & jelly sandwich only if I could get a peek at his dick. In art class, the teacher said for us to express ourselves and paint whatever comes to mind. What always came to my deviant little mind was sex, so I painted a women bent over with a guy sticking it to her from behind. Let’s say my mom got called to meet with the principle a lot in my younger years.
