Majestic Flight

A hand runs across your chest and over your shoulder. She draws herself to you, touching the side of her hip to yours, and begins gently stroking your hardening cock. One of her breasts pushes up against your ribs and you squeeze her closer, using your free hand to try and get under her shirt to remove her bra.

She swats you away and her face turns smug.

"When I say."

Her voice is warm and breathy. She strokes a little quicker. Your cock releases a drop of precum and it smears against her taut midriff and down your shaft.

"This is unfair."

"Maybe for you. I'm having fun."

You reach out again for one of her breasts, this time ignoring her swats and the shirt. It's heavy in your hand, less modest than her restrained chest would suggest, and you squeeze it gently, then tighter and tighter until she moans slightly in protest. You look over at the sheets, directing with your eyes. She shakes her head, grinning madly, and then you feel both her hands running down your chest and around your ass as she slides out of your grasp.

Her tongue is a wet and gentle brush, run around all the curves and crevices of your cock. You remove her hat to get a better look at her eyes. They stare straight up into your own as she starts to swallow you, slowly but steadily working her way down to the root. You feel yourself pressed from all side by her tongue and throat as she pulls you into her, gripping your ass tightly.

You're just starting to feel something pulsing inside you when she unexpectedly exposes you to the cold dry air again. Saliva dribbles from her lips as she talks to you, still stroking your rock hard cock.

"Was that worth it?"

"Yeah... but I'm not done yet."

You pull her to her feet and begin to kiss her neck.

"Hey... wait..."

A perfect feint. She focuses on your head while your arms reach around and lift her into the air with her legs spread, the crotch of her pants pushing against your sopping cock. She adapts and wraps her hands around your neck.

"This isn't fair..." she says, already rubbing herself against you, "It's not fair at all, I could have slept in that nice warm van..."

She keeps her head planted in the crook of your neck, breathing steadily as you carry her towards your bed.

"This isn't right," she keeps murmuring as you lay her down on her back, your cock now pressed almost uncomfortably deep into her clothes. She pulls off her shirt and undoes the belt to her shorts, wriggling a bit to escape the latter. She's wearing a blue bra and panties.

"You're just an exterminator," she says as you pull down her panties.

"And you are?" you ask, your tone wry and suggestive.

She laughs and pushes you down.

"More important than you."

She bites her lip with pleasure as you go to work, exploring her for the first time with your tongue. Her grooming is impeccable but you can taste an long day's worth of sweat and barely quelled desire. What this woman sees in you, you think, you may never know. As you look up, you see her bra is already gone and she's curling her finger upwards...

You push yourself inside, stretching yourself towards her innermost points. She gasps and wraps her legs around you, spurring you like a jockey would a horse. Her breasts leap with each thrust and you're forced to cover her mouth before her voice rises completely out of control. Internally, you can feel her growing tighter and then convulsing.

You pull out just in time to unleash yourself across her stomach, spattering her oriental skin with your cum.

She sighs, smiles, and the two of you hold one another until the next bout.