1 comments/ 36972 views/ 2 favorites Traveling for Pleasure Ch. 1 By: alexandraaah Chapter 1: The Taxi I have traveled a lot from the time I was a little girl. When I went to college I began traveling alone and it did not take long for me to see my trips as erotic mini-journeys. Something about buses, taxis, trains and airplanes-the anonymity of it all-got me so hot. After my first experience, of which you will now learn, I began planning how I would live out my fantasies depending on the mode of transportation. It was raining when I hailed a cab to take me to Logan Airport. I kept my light luggage in the backseat with me and with a faint smile from the driver in the rearview mirror I was settled for the ride. My hair was soaked and my sweater was sticking to my body exposing my large breasts. The driver was somewhere between thirty and forty with dark eyes that would glance at me frequently. I was pretending to read a book but was drowning in desire to finger myself. I took my coat off and the driver and I both noticed that as I did so I heaved my chest toward the glass partition and gently placed my coat over my lap. I couldn’t wait any longer and I slowly slid my right hand under my coat, pulled up my sweater and slid my hand down my pants. Two fingers found their way to my pussy. My pussy crack was sort of closed from sitting with my legs together so I pushed my finger in just a bit to find myself so wet that my finger slipped up to my clit forcing my body into a spasm that left a piece of my wet hair slapped across my face. The cab driver noticed that I didn’t move the hair off my face. I sat there with my finger on my clit, but not rubbing, and began a staring contest with the driver in the rearview mirror. There was no way he could know…was there? The thought that he might know made me squirm and as I continued to stare right back into those dark eyes I slowly circled my clit with one finger and tickled my dripping wet pussy with the other. My clit was now engorged to the size of an acorn and could hardly stop myself from screaming out right there. I heard my moans in my head, “uh…oh, yeah…uh huh…ooooh…” This mad me hotter and just as I was going to leap to the front of the cab and fuck this stranger silly, I looked directly into his eyes in the mirror and began to have an orgasm so powerful it ripped through my whole body. I kept control until the end when my body shuddered as my clit began retracting to its hood and jutting back out onto my waiting finger like a quick heartbeat. I bit my lip and put my left hand over my eyes until the waves subsided. Within minutes we were at the airport. I blindly handed the cabbie money for the fare, realizing afterward that my fingers gave away any possibility of keeping secret what I did. Traveling for Pleasure Ch. 2 Chapter 2: The Hotel I was in a haze as I walked through Logan Airport. I thought I would feel satisfied after getting myself off in the taxi on the way over, but I now felt insatiable. I was empowered now; ready for more. Everyone I saw became the subject of my next sexual adventure. I pictured myself sucking the cocks of tired looking, middle aged men. I wanted to undress a flight attendant and lick her pussy until she couldn’t take anymore. I saw couples, janitors, students and pilots, all of whom I was silently begging to take me and have their way with me. I found my gate and learned that my flight was delayed due to a blizzard in Chicago. Too overwhelmed with aching between my legs to have a reaction, I found myself the nearest bathroom. A pretty lady, about 34, let me go ahead of her in line. Just as I went into the stall, the one right next to me opened up so we went in at the same time. I sat on the toilet and felt my breasts through my sweater, lightly pinching each nipple until the sensation was unbearable. A tiny moan escaped my lips and I heard the lady next to me ask, “Are you alright, sweetheart?” I answered in a voice much younger than I recognized, “Yes, thank you.” The thought of this woman with her pants down right next to me fueled my need for release. I pulled down my pants and spread my legs wide. I inserted my finger in my pussy and wasted no time in rubbing up and down my wet, wet slit. I closed my eyes and heard my neighbor talking again. She was going on about traveling and her husband and wanting to get home to Chicago. She said she saw me at the gate and wondered if I, too, was from Chicago. I barely heard her question, my mouth open and eyes shut I was too close to coming to muster a response. I continued to circle my clit and finger my pussy with two fingers from my other hand. My breathing became hard and shallow. I pumped my pussy harder and finally squeezed my clit sending me into a sharp, intense orgasm. When I heard the lady ask me again if I was from Chicago, I began to collect my belongings and make as normal an exit as possible from the bathroom stall. She was washing her hands and I joined her at the sink, telling her yes I am from Chicago. I told her my name was Alexandra and she complimented that my name was sexy. Her name was Veronica. She looked at me in the mirror and for a minute I thought I caught her staring at my nipples, which were still hard. Now looking at her, she was very sexy. She was about 5”7 and amply filled out the tight v-neck sweater she was wearing. She had long, wavy black hair that fell in the crease of her cleavage and hung there like it was waiting for me to touch it. We walked back to the gate together to learn that the flight had been cancelled. Her husband found her and grabbed her hand telling her to come quick as airport hotels were all booked for the night but he could get them one if they made it over there in the next ten minutes. She looked at her husband and then at me. I extended my hand to shake hers and wish them well. She grabbed my hand and led me with them, insisting that I stay with them and not at the terminal alone all night. The three of us ran and caught a shuttle to the airport hotel. The shuttle was dark and on the way, I learned only that her husband’s name was Miles. We made it to the hotel in time to get the last available room. It only had one king sized bed; I assured them that sleeping on the floor of their room was luxurious accommodations compared to an airport seat. We made our way up to the room to relax. I finally was able to take a good look at her husband when we were in the elevator. He was older than she, probably late forties or early fifties. He had an intense, quiet look about him. Before stepping off the elevator, he gently swept his wife’s hair out of her cleavage and stroked her head. I watched more intently than I should have and could swear I saw them wink at each other when we got off the elevator. Once in the room, I immediately took a shower, hardly being able to wait to change into something sexier than my baggy sweater and jeans. The warm water felt good streaming down my erect nipples that I treated them to a soapy massage. I began fantasizing about the two of them peeking in and watching me touch myself. I slowly worked my hands down to my neatly trimmed pussy, cleaning myself but avoiding my clit. I noticed that the showerhead was removable. The shower was so hot and my nipples so hard. I adjusted the showerhead setting to pulse and waited no longer to once again indulge myself. Just as the stream of water was pulsating on my clit, the door opened. I jumped as my hand instinctively moved the massager toward my hair and I tried to look casual as I peeked out of the shower curtain. It was Veronica. “I’m sorry! I knocked a few times and figured you couldn’t hear me or something was wrong. I just need to get a little water and I’ll be on my way.” I told her no problem and she looked at my hand holding the massager. “Oooh, I just love those! They get all the soap out of your hair and are good for some fun!!” I wasn’t sure if I’d heard her correctly, but instead of wasting any time from possibly courting this couple, I headed out of the shower. I put on black, tight fitting pants and a red silk blouse that reveals my see-through black bra. I left my hair wet and put on some plum colored lipstick. When I came out into the room, Miles looked me up and down and said, “Well, Alex, you just look good enough to eat.” I blushed and Veronica slapped him lightly and called him a flirt. We all agreed that, speaking of eating, we were starved. We headed down to the hotel restaurant. It was late, around 10pm, and we were the last table seated. We quickly ordered so the waitress could leave. Veronica ordered a nice bottle of red wine and Miles ordered another that we could take back to the room. We made small talk as we ate and drank, but beneath the talk there were sensual glances being made among the three of us. I became tipsy and blurted out that the wine had a sexy taste. The three of us laughed and began the inevitable conversation about sex. Veronica talked openly about women she dated in college and they told me of their first time together and bits of their honeymoon. Miles admitted he enjoyed watching other people get off. I was a second away from sharing my experiences of the day when we paid the bill and headed back to the room with our wine. The three of us sat on the floor of the hotel room passing around this bottle of wine like teenagers. Miles decided, in the true spirit of acting like teenagers, that we should play truth or dare. Since they had few secrets, they volunteered me to go first. I wasn’t yet up for the dare, so I said, “Truth.” Veronica started, “Where’s the craziest place you’ve ever masturbated?” I couldn’t believe that, on this day of all days, someone asked me that question! “Well,” I started “Until today, my answer might bore you…but I jerked off in the taxi on the way to the airport and…” “And??” They said in unison. “And…in the bathroom at the airport today when you were in the stall next to me!” “I knew it!” Veronica said, now she was blushing. Miles just sat and stared at the two of us, an obvious bulge growing in his pants that he didn’t try to hide. “My turn!” I said, breaking the moment. Veronica picked dare. I dared her to suck Mile’s nipples. We all laughed but she did it and it quickly became a very erotic moment that I felt a little left out of. Veronica passed on her turn so Miles went ahead and gave her another dare. He dared her to kiss me. She looked at me for a moment and slowly crawled over toward me, leaning over and exposing her sexy bra and tits. She held my cheek and began kissing me slowly. She didn’t stop, instead, she started flicking her tongue lightly around in my mouth. She moved her hand up to my left breast and massaged my nipple over my silk shirt. The scene was so hot that I leaned my head back and heard myself saying “oooh, I like that.” Miles had positioned himself on the bed now and continued to watch the scene unfold. Veronica had unbuttoned my shirt and was staring at me while she played with my tits. “You’re a very pretty girl, Alexandra.” She said and Miles mumbled, “Yes, you are.” Miles then asked, “Alex, have you ever done this before?” I put my head down and shook it. When I looked up Veronica and Miles were nodding at each other. Miles sat on the bed and gave direction. “Alex, do you like the way my wife looks?” I could only nod not believing what was happening. “Alex, would you like to touch her?” Again, I nodded. Veronica took off all of her clothes and stood in front of me, helping me to my feet. “Go ahead, Alex, touch her breasts….good, now pinch a little.” Veronica leaned her head back and began to moan. Miles stood up and took his pants and boxers off. His cock was beautiful, it was long and rock hard. He watched me stare at it and smiled. He moved behind his wife and brought his hands around and placed them on her breasts. She squirmed and he directed me to put my hand on her pussy. She was also neatly trimmed and I just cupped her whole pubic area with my hand. Miles told me to put one finger in her pussy and tell him what it felt like. I complied and found Veronica was literally dripping. I pulled my finger out and Miles sucked it clean. He told me to do it again and suck her pussy juices myself. I did so. She tasted so sweet that I wanted more. Miles saw my desire but asked me to wait. He moved back to the bed and began stroking his long cock. He looked at his wife and me and began to moan. He slowed down his stroking and said, “Alex, would you like Veronica to get you off?” I could barely speak. “Yes.” I replied softly. With both of us standing, Veronica peeled off my pants. She saw the big wet spot on my panties and said “Alex, touch yourself and tell me how wet you are.” I felt my own flooding juices and, keeping my hand in my vagina, said “I’m very, very wet Veronica.” She said “Did you like touching me?” I could only nod and continue to finger myself standing there in front of them. “Alex, were you thinking of me when you fucked yourself in the bathroom today at the airport?” I nodded. “Alex, were you massaging your clit with the showerhead when I came into the bathroom today?” I nodded. “Good girl, now sit on the bed next to Miles.” I did so. Miles pulled me back so I was lying down on the bed. His hard cock was inches from my face and I licked my lips in desire. He continued to stroke his cock only a little faster now, nodding to Veronica in some secret language. She got on her knees and moved between my legs. She pulled my panties to the side and with one finger began frigging my clit. “Does that feel good? Does Alex like that?” I could only moan. She then moved her head forward and began expertly licking my clit. I began to shake, unable to control my body. Miles was close to coming as he was pumping himself hard and breathing heavy. He moved off the bed and behind his wife. “Alex, would you like to watch me fuck my wife from behind?” “Ooh…yes, please…fuck…ungh.” Was all I could say. He inserted his penis into his wife’s hot cunt and she thrust forward wailing. I watched for a moment and took off my panties and started playing with my clit. Veronica was next to speak, “You like watching us, don’t you Alexandra? You like watching me get fucked. Keep playing with your clitty. Good girl. Oooh…yeah, you wet little slut. Don’t stop. Put three fingers in your hole, Alex. That’s right…keep doing that you naughty girl. Keep watching me get fucked, ooh feels so good.” Veronica began playing with her own clit and moaning. Suddenly, her body shuddered and she cried out “Oh my gawd, oh oh oh oh ohhhhhhhhh.” She recovered from her orgasm and told me she wanted to see Miles come all over me. She planted her face in my pussy and began sucking on my clit, hard. I was screaming and thrashing on the bed. Miles said, “That’s it baby, come for us. We want to see you come. Give us your orgasm.” With that, he squirted his come all over my tits and in my mouth. I couldn’t get enough; I sucked the tip of his cock dry. He grabbed my tits and said “Now!” I began screaming, “I’m coming…oh, shit..yes, yes, yes, yes..uuuuuuuunnngghhhh….ahaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh.” We three collapsed on the bed and fell sound asleep. Hopefully the blizzard in Chicago will be a big one. Traveling for Pleasure Ch. 3 Chapter 3: Housekeeping I woke up in between my new married lovers, the scent of sex hung like a dense fog in the hotel room. I quietly made my way to the bathroom and turned on the shower. As I got under the streaming hot water, my clit contracted and my nipples went hard in remembrance of the hot night before. I barely had time to shampoo my hair when Veronica and Miles made their way into the bathroom. Veronica got into the shower; while Miles simply stuck his cock past the shower curtain as some kind of offering. Veronica said she was crabby in the morning so I should listen to her carefully and not waste her time. This was a much more intense, dominating side of her that I hadn’t seen the day before. I was a little nervous and very excited by her tone. She ordered me to kneel on the floor of the shower. I did so and found myself eye level with her pussy. Little droplets of water were hanging from her bush and I went to lick it with my tongue but she snapped, “Did I tell you to do that?” I shook my head no. She then grabbed the detachable showerhead and put one leg on the side of the tub. She said, “Alexandra, I want you to suck Mile’s cock until I say stop and I want you to watch me get off while you’re sucking.” I didn’t risk saying anything; I was just excited to get my lips around that hard cock. Miles wasted no time getting into the spirit; he immediately began pumping his thick member deeper and deeper into my mouth. His hands on the back of my head made it difficult to watch Veronica but I could see her out of the corner of my eye. She was watching me suck off her husband, I was watching her massage her clit with pulsing water and Miles had one hand on my right nipple and his other hand on Veronica’s left. Veronica then instructed Miles to tit fuck me, saying she wanted to see him come all over my tits. He positioned himself with his cock in between my heaving breasts and started to pump as I held my tits together for him. I licked a little precum of the head of his cock and Veronica snapped, “Look at me, Alexandra.” I returned to watching her. She was now rocking her hips back and forth and had used two fingers to spread her pussy lips as wide as they could go. I watched as her engorged clit emerged from its hood and the water pressure sent her into a trance. She was thrashing her head around now, whispering, “oh, fuuuuck... ooohhhh...shit, ohmygawd...oooh... ooh..uh huh u huh, yess..C’mon fuck my little clitty, oh oh oh ohhhhhhhhaaaaaaahh.” She lost herself in her orgasm for a moment and then contracted forward when the intensity was too much to handle. She opened her eyes and looked at us as though she had forgotten where she was. She licked her lips and looked toward the door when her eyes got wide. Miles and I looked at each other and then turned our heads to see two maids standing with fresh towels and toiletries for the room. I moved to cover myself, but Veronica began to laugh and make her way out of the shower, walking toward the maids. As I waited to see their reaction, I noticed that these women were complete knockouts. One was Asian, early twenties, with long black hair tied up in a bun. She seemed shy despite the situation. She was about 5”3 with perky little tits and big, full lips. She looked at the floor as though she was ashamed of being excited by this erotic scene. The other was a bit older, about 35 and she looked to be Middle Eastern. She had long, silky black hair that flowed down to the middle of her back. She was a bit taller than the other with big round breasts that forced her to leave the top two buttons of her uniform open. Despite the steam in the bathroom, her nipples jutted out like little clits waiting to be sucked. I don’t know how or why Veronica did what she did next, but it worked so I am not complaining. She went to the meeker, Asian girl and took the towels out of her hands. She then ran her hand over her right nipple and grazed downward to her apron. The girl continued to look down but didn’t stop Veronica. Just then, the older maid got their cart out of the hallway, bringing it in and bolting the door. That was all it took for Miles to lead both maids into the bedroom. Veronica came over to me, still kneeling in the tub and got right in my face. “This will be fun...I promise.” She said seductively as she helped me out of the tub. In the bedroom, Miles introduced us to the ladies. The Asian lady was Lin and the other was Lucy. Miles shrugged his shoulders having not gotten any more information, as neither spoke English. At this point, no one seemed to care. Miles walked over to Lin and carefully undid every button on her uniform. It hung open, exposing her bare little titties and pale pink panties through which her pussy was visible. It appeared that she was shaved clean. Veronica moved to her and gently pulled down the panties. Lin covered her hands in her face from embarrassment. Veronica then peeled off what was left of her uniform leaving her totally naked. She started to finger her bare pussy while she was standing there, while we were all standing there. Lin let out a soft moan and closed her eyes. She started pinching her nipples and moaning louder with Veronica’s coaching, “Come on baby, that’s right...you got it. Good girl, pinch those, yeah.” Lin was now moaning louder and gyrating her hips to the thrusts of Veronica’s hand on her clit and in her wet pussy. My clit was aching at this point, needing release like never before. I sat on the bed and played with my own pussy while watching the scene unfold. Miles sat on the floor, his cock straight up in the air just asking to be fucked. I walked over, still watching Lin get fingered and straddled my hot dripping cunt onto Mile’s rock hard shaft. We both grunted when I slid down on his hot cock and he then began pumping into me, holding onto my hips, guiding me up and down so fast. On the floor, we could both still watch the Lin/Veronica scene unfold which only made us fuck harder and faster. Lin was close to coming now and Veronica helped her to the edge of the bed so she could finish her off by eating her out. With her legs wide open and Veronica’s head buried in her cunt, Lin began bucking and moaning to the same beat as our fucking. Suddenly, Lin squirted come all over Veronica while her whole body shuddered from the intensity. Where was Lucy? I looked around the room to find Lucy hoisted on a dresser, pumping the head of our empty wine bottle in and out of her, the bottle glistening with her juices while on its way out. She was watching all four of us and frigging her clitty while fucking herself with a wine bottle. It was almost funny but too erotic to laugh. She was making little peeps and moans while furiously rubbing her clit. Her clit was huge; it looked like a big, juicy red Blow Pop and was so exposed and raw and wet. Veronica was now watching her. She licked her lips and left Lin in a puddle of her own girl come to attend to Lucy. She grabbed the bottle and slowed the momentum...in...out...in...out, all the while pulling back the sheath of her clit in preparation. When her fat clit popped out of its hood, Veronica licked her lips and pulled the bottle out setting it down. She stuck her tongue out and lightly touched the bud and pulled away. Lucy jerked and grabbed the sides of the dresser with her hands. Veronica went down again, this time up and down the shaft of this mini cock. Lucy stifled her screams, “ung..ohgghh..ah.ah.i.i.i.” Veronica then dove face first into Lucy’s pussy, clamping on her clit and shaking her head back and forth with the clit in her mouth. Lucy’s body convulsed and she screamed her orgasm, flooding the top of the dresser with her juices. Looking around the room for her next victim, Veronica spotted Miles and me. She walks over to us, pulls me off his cock and lays me down on the bed. She instructs Miles to fuck me missionary as she lowers herself onto my face and leans forward to eat me out. Being fucked and in sixty-nine was bliss. I cried out and came almost immediately. Veronica pulled her face up and humped my tongue while her husband fucked me. She was moaning and talking, “lick my pussy, oh, yeah, sooo wet...lick my clit, make me come little slut...fuck my clit...oh,oh,oh,oh,sshitt...I’m coming...I’m coommmmiinaaaaaaaaah.” This brought Miles to orgasm and he pulled out and spurted all over his wife and me. We lay there panting and totally spent until we fell asleep. The phone woke us; it was the airlines with flight information. I rubbed my eyes and looked around the room. There was no sign of Lin and Lucy. The place was spotless. I went to the bathroom and noticed that we needed fresh towels. Huh?? Traveling for Pleasure Ch. 4 The airlines had gotten Miles and Veronica on an evening flight and told me I could go standby the next morning or take a red eye out late tonight. I opted for the redeye-maybe I would actually get some rest from my exhausting few days of sexual adventures. We three were so spent from the night before that all we could do was pack our bags and make our way to the airport. I saw Miles and Veronica to their gate and we hugged and exchanged information, promising to get together in Chicago. As they were boarding, I noticed Veronica talking to a couple flight attendants. She and Miles appeared to know them. As I was watching them talk, I noticed Veronica pointed to me and the flight attendants nodded and looked at their watches. Curious, but more thirsty and tired, I went to a little bodega and paid way too much for some trail mix and water. I had about two hours to kill so I sat down near the terminal and dozed off a bit. The last few days were unfolding in my mind as I remembered the way Miles and Veronica touched me and guided me. Just as my nipples started to react, I really fell asleep. What woke me was one of the flight attendants that Veronica and Miles knew. She shook me a bit and said, “Time to board, Alexandra…I’m sure you don’t want to miss this flight.” The way she emphasized this was something I would soon come to understand. The flight was virtually empty, save ten or twelve people in coach. As I was boarding, the flight attendant who woke me took my ticket and said, “Hello Alexandra, my name is Sofia and I am here to make sure you have a most comfortable flight.” With that she gave me a wink. I must have looked noticeably confused because she then said, “I promised Veronica…” My eyes went wide and I couldn’t even begin to imagine their conversation in the terminal. Just as I was making my way to my seat in coach, the other flight attendant grabbed my wrist and said, “Alexandra, my name is Dorothea.” She then pointed to an invisible ticket and said, “Oh, I see you’ve been upgraded, let me show you to your seat.” I nodded, now blushing and followed her to the first row of first class. When the door to the airplane was closed, I saw I was the only person in first class and the curtain was firmly closed separating coach and first class. Ok, before I go on, I suppose you’re wondering what these fabulous women look like. Well, Sofia was a blonde…more like platinum. Her hair was past her shoulders and perfectly curled into a twenties style do. She had big, brown eyes and a cute little mouth. She stood about 5”7 in her heels and had a nice, shapely body. She was thirty-eight and married. Dorothea was Black with the smoothest skin I’ve ever seen. Her hair was shoulder length and tied neatly into a bun. She had almond shaped eyes and really large breasts that had a sexy little sag to them due to their size. They moved as she walked and when she leaned over she revealed an ass that made me want to lean forward and bite into it while grabbing her hips. Dorothea was about 5”10 in flat shoes. As the plane was preparing for take off, Sofia went to coach to perform the demonstration while I got the pleasure of watching Dorothea move around in front of me. When she reached her arms in the air her button down shirt hugged her breasts and made her nipples stand at attention. She caught me, mouth half open, staring at her chest and she gave me a knowing smile. The plane took off and shortly after, both Sofia and Dorothea were in coach serving drinks. It was now past 10:30pm, so the movie went on and the cabin lights went out. The hum of the engine lulled me to sleep and the sound of soft voices woke me. I followed the sound of the voices to the seats next to me where Dorothea and Sofia were sitting. Sofia was rubbing Dorothea’s neck and had unbuttoned her top two buttons. They both looked up and smiled at me, asking if I’d like a glass of champagne. “Nah gives me a headache, but thank you.” I said. Sofia got up and fished around in her pocket, “Here, take this, you’ll feel right as rain.” Looked to me like a Xanax so I popped it and washed it down with the champagne she handed me. Dorothea got up to check on the people in coach and came back, snapping the partitions shut. She went to the row behind me and rubbed my neck lightly and said, “You just relax and rest, Alexandra.” Among the champagne, the neck rub and the unknown pink pill I closed my eyes and let rest wash over me. Again, I heard talking next to me, this time I didn’t open my eyes. I distinctly heard one of them say, “I think she’s ready.” A couple minutes later I felt myself being blindfolded. I sat up in my seat but a hand on each shoulder guided me back down. My seat was being reclined and my shoes were being taken off. Someone began rubbing my feet and the hands that were on my shoulders began to slide down my shirt. I couldn’t have resisted if I wanted to…but I assure you, I didn’t want to. I felt hands over my bra, tracing my nipples delicately. My nipples became sensitive and aware and the touch became slighter and gentler. The hands massaging my feet found their way up my thighs. (Thank you flared pants.) I became so hot…so ready for more that my hands found the elastic waistband of my pants and dove in to relieve my pussy. “I don’t think so!” One of them whispered, and with that, they tied my hands to the armrests with what felt like linen napkins. “We keep our promises, right Dorothea?” I heard Sofia say. Dorothea must have nodded because I didn’t hear her respond. I figured out from that exchange that Sofia was feeling up my legs and Dorothea was ravaging my tits. Sofia withdrew from my pants and, in one swift motion, removed my pants and panties. Dorothea unbuttoned my shirt and let it hang open. There I was, naked from the waist down, strapped to the armrests and blindfolded like a hostage. Sofia pushed my legs apart and said, “Naughty girl, look what you’ve done to the fine leather of the seat.” I felt her between my legs, and then her finger was in my mouth. She had me taste what had spilled out of me and the taste only made my pussy wetter. Dorothea has now taken my bra off and is sucking on my nipples, her teeth catching them ever so slightly. It’s enough to make me pant, wanting more. Sofia took her finger out of my mouth and said, “Does the naughty girl like that? She likes to taste her own cunt juice? Well, so does Sofia.” She then inserted her finger into my pussy and made sounds that she was sucking the juice off her own finger. She put it back in, long enough for me to begin to moan. She took that one finger and ran it from my wet, wet slit, around my pussy lips and circled around my clit. “Look here, Dorothea, look at her clit.” With that, she spread my pussy lips wide. Picturing these two, hot women staring at my swelled clit with my legs and pussy wide open made me beg. “Please…touch me…touch it. I, uhhh….” The next voice was Dorothea’s, “You mean like this?” I then felt a fingertip press on my bud. She just stayed like that. It became unbearable so I began rocking my hips, forcing pressure onto my clit. Up and down. Up and down. She spoke again, “Okay, baby, let mama give you what you want now.” She slowly fingered me and massaged my clit. Her pace quickened and so did my breathing. I was so wet that it was hard for her to keep her finger on my clit. I began thrashing and I felt ready to explode. “C’mon baby, give it to me. You know you want to, just let go.” That was it. I arched my back and tried to stifle my moans. My body convulsed in the seat and before all of the aftershocks subsided, a blanket was thrown over me and the blindfold removed. A passenger from coach had come up to use the bathroom. I looked up and saw a pilot standing in the galley with Dorothea. He came over to me and said, “Are you having a pleasant flight so far?” I could only nod. He then said, “If there’s anything extra we can do for you, please let us know. Perhaps you’d like to see the cockpit?” Remembering my naked, tied up state, I said, “Maybe later.” He then smiled a knowing smile at me and put his hands in his pockets revealing an erection that needed attention. He caught me looking and said, “Would you like to watch?” I was confused. Dorothea quickly untied my hands and helped me up, wrapping the blanket around me like a towel. She ushered me to the door of the cockpit, following the pilot. “Stand here and watch.” He said. The other pilot had gone into the main cabin and that was when I realized Sofia was in the cockpit. She rubbed the pilot’s hard cock through his pants and looked at me. She unzipped his fly and pulled his hard cock out of his boxers, not taking his pants off. He leaned back and Sofia gave him a slow, hard hand job. The other pilot came back, “Could y’all finish up in the lavatory? We have a plane to fly.” With that, he tipped his hat to me and went back into the cockpit as though nothing unusual was happening. Sofia took the pilot into the bathroom. He told me to stand in the door and watch, and to alert them if anyone was coming. Sofia hoisted herself up onto the sink and parted her legs, revealing no underwear, and no pubic hair whatsoever. I licked my lips. The pilot wasted no time thrusting his cock into her, forcing a moan out of both of them. I was mesmerized as I felt my right nipple being pinched. I swung around and there was Dorothea with a wicked grin on her face. “Close the door, I have something for you.” She said. I did and followed her back to my seat leaving a pretty heavy fucking scene in the bathroom. She sat me down, reclined me and looked around. “We haven’t much time, but you’re already wet so here goes.” With that, she slid what felt very much like a penis up my slit, letting it rub my clit. She then slid it halfway into my wet pussy and back out again. I asked, “Please, give me more.” She did and when it was thrust all the way in, there was this wonderful little nub that hit my clit. She started a rhythm of pushing in and out, touching my clit and my insides at the same time. She started coaching me along, “Come on baby, work with me. Rock for me. Oh, yeah…that’s right. Tweak your nipples. Good girl likes being fucked by Dorothea. Good girl likes a big cock in her hot cunt.” My face was flushed and I felt my orgasm near, though I wished for this feeling to last forever. I reached out for her tits. I had to touch them; they were so beautiful. She started whispering hoarsely into my ear, “You first, hands by your sides. C’mon Alex. Keep rocking. I love to feel this big dick slide in and out of your hot pussy.” Much as I resisted, I came. I came and came and came. Dorothea had to practically hold me up my orgasm was so intense. When I looked up I saw Sofia, looking refreshed and hungry for more. They did a quick sweep of the cabin, allowing me time to put my clothes back on as the plane was making its descent. Dorothea came back first and I met her in the galley. I looked at her and softly kissed her mouth. I unbuttoned her shirt to her navel and buried my face in her tits, lightly biting each nipple through her bra. I moved my hand under her skirt and down her stockings. No panties. Goodie. I began fingering her and saying in a low, husky voice, “You like fucking me? Yeah, you like watching me come?” She nodded and closed her eyes, throwing her head back. “Make some noise for me, Dorothea. Make some noise for the pilots as I frig your big clitty.” I felt her vagina contract as she moaned. “Ugh..Shit..Please, yes yes yes…ah ahshit.oh yea, oh yea, oh yeaaa.” I then knelt down and she parted her legs. I spread her pussy lips and sucked so hard on her clit that her knees buckled as she orgasmed. She sat there, on her knees, panting and dripping her pussy juice onto the floor. I got up and bumped into Sofia who was fingering herself behind me. Just then, we heard, “Flight attendants, prepare for landing.” “Shit.” Sofia said as she and Dorothea went to buckle themselves into their seats by the door. Sofia looked unsatisfied all buckled in. Dorothea, recovering, casually slipped her hand up Sofia’s skirt. I couldn’t see what was happening, but from the look on Sofia’s face I had a good idea. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she arched her back, then slumped forward. Dorothea pulled her hand away and looked directly at me while she sucked on her fingers. They composed themselves as we landed in Chicago. “Welcome to Chicago’s O’Hare, folks, local time is 11:23pm. We hope you had a comfortable flight and look forward to serving you in the future.” Yes, I thought to myself, I look forward to that, too. Traveling for Pleasure Ch. 5 It was time for me to get out of the city for a while. I'd had enough of city boys, city fumes and city rot. I was in my car with my dog, all four windows were down; I was already 537 miles to anywhere. I was recalling the last conversation I had with Jeff before I left. We had gone out for a beer. After listening to his litany of all things Jeff, he looked at me and paused as if to say, "Enough about me...what do YOU think of ME?" Thus begins my journey to anywhere. I had been staying with a friend in Colorado for about a week and was growing weary of the smell of diapers. Oh, sure, babies are terrific, but all my travels have a sexual theme. A sultry, anonymous, salacious, yummy sexual theme. Babies not included. I got on the road and barely hit the interstate before maneuvering my right hand inside my cutoffs. Seat belts do save lives but they don't do much for the masturbatory gal. These shorts would have to come off. I pulled off to the side long enough to wiggle my way out of my shorts, buckled up, propped my left leg on the dash next to the steering wheel and was on my way. My right index finger found my panties warm and moist. I snuck my finger under the elastic of the crotch and found myself very, very wet. Note to all men: there's "okay I'm lubricated let's go" wet, then there's molasses, creamy, slow, milky, I think I'm in fucking heat wet. Well, I was in fucking heat. One swoop of my finger from my pussy to my clitoris and my vision was blurred. There was no way I could do this and drive. There was no way I was not going to do this. Next rest area one and a quarter miles. That was the single longest one and a quarter miles of my life. I swear my car was in reverse. Fred Flintstone would have beaten me. By the time I found a secluded parking space my windows were fogged. I looked around sheepishly and threw my head back, closing my eyes. I had my left hand inside my panties grazing the inside of my labia gently while my right hand had all fingers busy from my clit to my pussy. It was all so wet...so very wet and sloppy I began to pant and moan...ohh..ohh..My eyes were rolled back and my chest contracted forward...I began to imagine truckers spotting me accidentally. I imagined their rock hard erections from watching me furiously masturbate in the heat of my car. My panting was heavy now and I knew I could come any second if I chose to. "Aahh...aahh...ahhh...oh oh oh..." I slowed down for a moment realizing I was in no hurry. Halfway to anywhere leaves a lot of room for a destination. For the moment, anywhere was right here. Right here at this creepy rest area with my hands in my pants arguing with my brain to let myself come or not. I was in total bliss. What a great fucking way to spend the summer. I opened my eyes a sliver in response to my finger decreasing the pressure on my clit. I remembered there was a periphery in this world and looked both ways...right side, clear. Left side, not so clear. There was a semi, red and shiny the cab right next to my car. My eyes darted up to find the passenger side empty. Close one, I thought, though I was a little disappointed. I got a little more daring and brought my left hand to my breast. I slowly circled my hardening nipple, which always caused me to moan. I took my right hand and slipped it up my tank top and plucked at my right nipple. Again I closed my eyes and began bucking my hips in the air. Suddenly my dog woke from the back and barked jerking me upright, hands on the wheel. I looked back at the semi to see a head quickly duck out of sight. I froze for a moment. Get out of there. Go. Stay. Go. Stay. Go. Stay. My mother said to pick the very best one and you are not it. Winner stays. I turned on my car to crack the window and hopefully get my peepers attention. I did just that. My admirer emerged from the depths of his cab and showed himself in the window to be about mid forties with a trim beard and a baseball hat. That would be all the information I would be able to give to the police if I had to because I gave him a little wink and looked forward from that point on. My heart was pounding out of my chest and my skull but this was no time to turn back. I was way too turned on to think of anything but getting myself off in the aloof company of this stranger. I slowly brought my left hand back to my nipple. Biting my lower lip, I put my right hand inside my panties. Still slick from all my foreplay, I quickly lost myself and closed my eyes. I was slowly bringing the milky juice from my pussy up to my clit feeling it swell past what I thought was possible. Each touch to my clit sent jolts straight through my being, letting me know that I could come at a moments notice. Bucking my hips I pictured my anonymous friend watching me and stroking his delicious erection. I moaned gently toward the crack in the window. Oh...oh...yeah, that's it...yeah...I then heard grunts coming from the truck which only turned me on more. My moaning increased, as did the tempo of my fingering myself. "Oh.Oh.Oh..un huh, yeah...oh, shit..oh shit...huh, hungghsshit." Now I was covered in sweat, fucking myself with two fingers and brushing my clit on the upswing. I couldn't wait any longer. I heard the grunts from the truck get louder and mix with very heavy breathing. I knew he was close. I watched his window, eager to see what it was like for two strangers to come in unison at a lonely rest area off the interstate. I prepared for my crescendo. I slowly drug my finger over my clit and then back down as my body shuddered and crashed forward. I let out a yelp and continued to climax against my steering wheel while keeping a checking eye on his window. With my fingers still in my panties, I directed my full attention toward the truck. I heard, "oh..shit..uuuuhhhhhhh." I then saw his cum hit the dash and the windshield. This caused some aftershocks in my still convulsing body as I grazed my clit, which now felt like an acorn. Though I was still sensitive, I could hardly wait for a full recovery before leaving the site. I didn't have my shorts on so I simply backed out and pulled off. Just as he was almost out of site in my rearview mirror I honked and gave a little wave. As I pulled onto the interstate I saw my travel size vibrator slide out of my bag. I shivered in anticipation of what other sexy adventures would materialize on this trip. See you all once I get anywhere...I'll be the one masturbating.