"Dahling!" she smiled happily at me. "How lucky you are to meet me again."
I felt my face grow flaming hot, I was so upset. I smiled sweetly at her and kept my voice low. "Fuck you, dahling," I said.
"Aren't you going to introduce me to this handsome man you have with you, little girl?" she asked me coyly. "I should know the name of my seat companions on this lovely long flight."
"Drop dead, you bitch," I muttered to her between clenched teeth. "If I see your hand move one inch over that seat edge, I'll break your fucking arm!"
"Judy, Judy," Todd rumbled. "I'm surprised to hear you talk that way. What's this all about?"
"Tell you later," I snapped, plunking down in my seat.
She smiled at Todd and, in spite of my threat, extended a small, cool hand. "It's unusual to see such a mature, handsome man traveling with a child so young," she murmured. If she was more than twenty years old, I was The Happy Hooker. "My name is Janet Swift."
"It certainly is!" I snarled at her, holding Todd's free hand defensively.
"Perhaps we can chat a little later on." Todd smiled at her. He held her hand too damn long, to suit me. "My secretary – this 'child' – seems upset about something just now." He winced when I dug my nails into his palm.
I guess that all of the emotion of the day caught up with me. I fell sound asleep, in spite of being so torn up. I had horny dreams and woke up with a start, trying to figure out where I was. Todd was lying very still beside me, his eyes closed. The smile on his face should have tipped me off, but I was still fuzzy with sleep. I sighed happily and reached out to slide my hand over his crotch, under the blanket.
Another hand was there! Janet's delicate fingers were softly stroking his huge hard on, pulled clear out of his pants. His belt was unbuckled and his slacks were pushed down.
This was the last straw! I grabbed her hand and tried to push it away, but it clung to his rock-hard shaft. She had the gall to begin jacking him up and down, very slowly and sensuously, lifting her head and smiling ever so sweetly at me.
"Did you enjoy your little nappy-poo?" she whispered.
"Knock off with that kid talk, damn you," I hissed at her. "And get your fucking hand off my man."
"It isn't fucking him dahling, just caressing him. Can you take all this gorgeous meat in your little tiny hole, honey?"
I grabbed her wrist and with both hands and tugged. Todd groaned.
"If you pull that thing out by the roots, no one will have anything to play with," he muttered. "Take turns, or something."
"No way, God damn it! Let her go hustle up her own cock. She should be good at that. Just don't charge more than two-bits for your services, dahling," I snarled at her.
"Come to think of it," Todd commented softly, "how come I don't have anything to say about who plays with my dick? Judy, I didn't know you were so damn jealous."
"The poor youngster is so upset, perhaps I'd best be good and take my hand away," Janet said sweetly. "Good night, handsome one."
She took her hand off of his cock and tucked her blanket up around her chin. Todd's right hand was on my bare leg, squeezing it comfortingly. A sudden thought struck me. Where the hell was his other hand? I reached for it, but all I got was his elbow.
That bitch! She was holding his hand over her black cunt under her pulled-up skirt. And she was smiling as sweetly as an innocent angel!
"O.K. Well, O.K., that's all. I can compete with any hot-cunted female on this fucking plane." I hoisted my own skirt up over my stomach and guided his free hand between my legs. "Just feel around in there, buster, like you must be doing in her snatch. Just tell me which clit is the most alive."
"You are making this flight a very memorable one," Todd grinned at me. "What say to a little thumb fucking, Judy?"
"I want both your hands firmly on my asscheeks," I told him, "and your cock in my snatch. Turn on your side. There must be some way to do this. Push! Push harder! Aaaaahhh. Now, this is the only way to fly!"
"Glad you think so, too," Todd whispered in my ear, biting it gently. A minute later, his dick stopped sliding in and out of my clasping cunt. "Judy," he muttered. "I hate to tell you this, but Janet is fingering my delicate asshole. And I hate even more to tell you something else – she has a terrific touch!"
A long sigh escaped from my lips. There was simply no stopping that fucking bitch! But I couldn't blame her very much. Todd was the handsomest, most sexy man on the whole plane. And what had I gained by being uptight and angry as hell?
I lifted my head and looked into Janet's snapping, black eyes. "Okay, Swiftie. Let's share the wealth. Just keep your hot fingers off… oh! Ummmm! Raise your leg a bit, Todd. Let her slide her hand further along… Jeez, what a touch she has on a slippery clit!"
"Tell me about it," Todd groaned. "She's squeezing my cock now, and tickling my balls – and now she's back at my defenseless asshole again. Oh, shit! Mother of Mercy!"
"If you pulled out of her and turned my way for just a little while, dahling, you would make me a most happy seat companion," Janet whispered to Todd.
"Go ahead. Fuck her silly! Then come back to me, and you better be hard as a rock when you come back. If you let her make you come, I'll never speak to you again," I told him. Then I reconsidered. "Of course, we will still fuck. We just won't talk!"
He grinned like a kid about to slip his tiny dick in his first pussy, and kissed me real nicely. "Bye for a while," he chuckled, turning his back to me. "Oh, no! Judy, get your finger out of my asshole!"
In another minute I smiled to myself. I was not at all unhappy that the fucking next to me wasn't going so well. Todd didn't seem able to get his thick cock into Janet far enough to suit either of them. She was panting and clawing at him. She kept getting louder and louder. I was afraid the flight attendant would be coming around to see what all the ruckus was about. A wild thought came to me.
"Todd, honey. I'm going to the washroom. The first one. In a minute, come by. I'll let you in. Then Janet can slip in and we'll have a 30,000 foot-high fucking ball!"
"Dahling, three people can't screw in that tiny room," Janet protested.
"Bullshit!" I hissed at her. "You work well in crowded quarters, remember? Come on, let's go fuck the night away. That is, if no one has to pee and beats the door down."
In the washroom, I stripped naked. Todd slipped in, followed by Silky Cunt. I was hot as hell.
He fell to his knees in front of Janet. He ripped her skirt off and thrust his hot face between her legs. She grabbed me, as much to keep herself on her feet as to feel me up. Now the tables were turned on her. She was learning what my man could do with his tongue in a hot pussy. She began to sweat. "Aaaawww, mmmm," she moaned, grabbing Todd's silvery hair and bending over in a quick orgasm that threw her body against mine. He never let her catch her breath. He stood up and slammed his rod smack into her wet cunt like a battering ram smashing down a heavy wood door. Her toes danced a little jig on the polished floor, barely touching at all as Todd fucked her pussy with more deeply plunging strokes.
She was jammed against me so tightly I felt every thrust, every shudder that swept through her slim frame. Five more rough strokes and she came again!
I shoved her out of the way and took her place in front of Todd's rigid cock, which stood straight out from his perspiring body.
"Now it's my turn. Fuck my cunt, Todd!" I was surprised at the harsh, commanding tone of my voice, but I was so steamed up that I boldly took over the party without a second thought about anything.
My "instructions" weren't needed at all. He slammed into me so damn hard that Janet winced and grasped in sympathy at the beating my cunt was taking. He fucked me like a madman! I'd never seen him so hot!
When he felt the juicy warmth of my cunthole, his entire body seemed to stiffen. Tightening his ass muscles, he drove forward like a battering ram, sinking the hard thickness of his rigid boner completely out of sight in me. Waves of white-hot pleasure coursed through my hot body. He reached down and grabbed the firm cheeks of my writhing ass. He could feel the slick, hot flesh of my slippery cunt squeezing and sucking deliciously on his thrusting rod. He screwed into me while standing on the very tips of his toes, his thick cock making lewdly slurping sounds as he picked up the pace.
Janet watched us with round eyes, too shook up to diddle with her own cunt, and to do anything but press back against the wall and stare at Todd as he fucked the living hell out of my cunt.
"Pour it to me, honey! Fuck… fuck… fuck!" He was driving me half out of my mind with ecstasy. "Ah! Don't stop, Todd baby. What's wrong?"
"Too damn many people in here," he muttered, wiping the sweat from his face. "No room to swing my cock. Can't come to save my ass from hell!"
I knew him well. Once he had an idea in his head, it was strictly his ball game. I let him pull out of me without a complaint. Janet stared at me in utter disbelief.
"When we get off this damn plane, we'll go to bed for two days, darling," I told him. "No sense at all in frustrating yourself."
I got back into my clothes. We managed to get Todd's cock tucked back into his wrinkled pants, and the door open enough for Janet to slip out. I followed. My pussy was screaming for a climax, but it was simply going to have to wait.
When. I eased into the aisle, a busybody stewardess tapped me on the shoulder.
"Regulations permit only single occupancy of the washrooms, Miss," she told me tartly.
I smiled at her, very brightly. "Of course I know that," I told her. "There is only one person in there. Go see for yourself."
I jerked the door open and shoved her inside before she could gather her wits. I leaned against the door and heard her gasp of surprise when she saw Todd standing in there with a huge hard on. Then I heard a little scuffle and muttered protests. All was quiet for a second, and then I heard the muffled thump of a bare ass hitting the door as Todd humped the bejesus out of a surprised stewardess, a gift to Todd from me.
I trotted back to my seat, grinning from ear to ear. I was on! I was hot! I was mean! I sat down in Todd's seat and pulled the blanket over me. Under its cover, I pulled my skirt up and opened my legs.
"Now, Miss Swift, you are going to suck my unsatisfied pussy, right here and now! Get down on your knees between my legs, quickly!"
She was so surprised that she obeyed me without a single question.
It was a tight fit, but she made it. I lay back, smiling at the ceiling and feeling her flicking tongue raising hell with my stiff clit, in another moment, I stopped smiling. She was an expert with that hot mouth of hers! She sucked my cunt so well that I began to moan and bite my lips. My thighs pressed tightly against her head. She held still and went to work twice as hard with her magic tongue. I came! And I came again! For God's sake, she made me come three times and showed no signs of ever slowing the motions of her tireless hot, lapping tongue.
I groaned and shuddered, then dragged her mouth away from my cunt. The blanket fell down, and her flushed face and tear filled eyes made me almost ashamed of the rough way I'd commanded her to suck my cunt.
Todd almost fell into the seat. "There is one surprised stewardess with one very sore cunt on this plane. Did you push her in there?"
I nodded.
"Well, I'll be darned. Not jealous?"
"Was she as good a fuck as me?" I asked him.
"No way!"
"Then I'm not jealous at all. Say goodnight to Miss Swift. I'm going to cover us with this blanket and we are all going to get some sleep."
He did, and I did, and we did, all the rest of the way to New York City.