Flying High

I have to pay attention to this chopper or we’re going to end up upside down.

I’m trying but it’s hard. I’ve never felt a sensation like this before. And when she bends over and adds her sweet plump lips to the mix, I’m ready to pass out.

I have one eye on the clouds and one eye on her as she lowers her mouth onto my cock. Her wet pink tongue slides out and glides around my swollen head, making me moan as she scoops up a fresh surge of pre-cum and drinks it down.

“Mmmmmm,” she rumbles through the headset.

“Is this the first cock you’ve had?” I ask her, afraid to know the real answer. I know that the urge to hunt down any fucker who’s touched my girl will be strong and relentless, not leaving me until the day I die. But I have to know. I have to know that I’m her first like she’s my first.

“Yes,” she says before slowly running her tongue up my throbbing shaft. “You’re my first. I know I’m a little old for firsts, but—”

“No,” I say, grabbing a fistful of her hair. “Fate took her time in bringing us together, but now that we’re here, there’s no looking back. We had no choice but to wait.”

Her free hand slides between her legs and into her shorts, moving wildly as she rubs her clit.

“Open that sweet little mouth up wide,” I command. She does as I say and stretches out her lips as I move her head down.

“Oh fucking hell,” I moan when I feel her soft lips wrap around me. She sucks on my head, swirling her tongue around it to lap up any pre-cum she’s missed, and then lowers her head down, taking me one heavenly inch at a time.

I force my eyes to look out the windshield to make sure we’re not heading straight into the volcano, but as soon as I see that we’re good, I drop them back down to the show.

She’s really getting into it now, bobbing her head up and down, dragging that sweet tongue up my hard cock.

My balls are aching with cum, but it feels good when she reaches in my pants and plays with them. She cups them both and holds on as she tightens her lips on my shaft, dragging them up and down my length.

I hear her sucking and slurping noises in my headset mixed with her little whimpers. I’m in heaven right now.

“You make me so fucking hard, Nia,” I tell her as I grip her hair. “This cock is always going to be hard for you. Whenever you need it, girl. It will be ready to unload a batch of fresh cum into your hot little body.”

She starts moving at a frantic pace, desperate to get me off. It’s working. I feel tingles all over as I sense a thunderous orgasm coming.

“This is your cock now,” I tell her. “It’s meant for your body. It’s only going to be inside you.”

Her body starts to buck as she cums on her hand. An orgasm is ripping through her, but she doesn’t stop sucking me off.

Seeing her like this—cumming as she blows me—is enough to send me spiraling. I grip the joystick and struggle to keep the helicopter steady as an orgasm rushes forward.

I grunt through gritted teeth as heat explodes within me. Nia shoves my cock into the back of her throat as I unravel. She whimpers and moans in delight as I coat the inside of her mouth with a huge load of hot cum.

She sucks all of it down and then drags her lips up my length a few times to make sure she’s got every last drop.

Exhausted and spent, she releases my cock and drops her cheek onto my thigh. Her eyes are still locked on my big dick, wet and hard and standing up straight in front of her.

Even after a good sucking, it’s still not going down. This girl is unreal.

It’s ready for more action. And so am I.

I just hope this sweet girl can keep up with all that I have planned for her sexy little virgin body.

Chapter Six

Nia

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“Jack,” I say as nerves hit. “You can’t land here. What are you doing?”

He just smiles at me.

“Seriously,” I say as I look around nervously. “We’re going to get arrested.”

He ignores me as he lands the helicopter in the huge backyard. This house is insane. It must belong to Oprah or Richard Branson or someone insanely rich like that.

“What are you doing?” I ask again as he turns off the engine and we remove our headsets. “What is this place?”

God, that smile. It makes me forget that I’m probably about to be arrested.

“This is my home,” he says with a grin.

My mouth drops open. He laughs.