“Fuck you’re hot,” he said, grinding his hard cock into her ass. “I’m tempted to bend you over and fuck you hard. But…”
He ran his hands down her stomach to her suit trousers, which he unzipped and let drop to the carpet.
“Turn to face me, hotstuff,” he growled.
She stepped out of her trousers and turned to face him, feeling her desires volcano inside. “Now you’ve got me in nothing but my panties, Commander Joseph, what are you going to do with me?”
He cupped her chin and kissed her hard. “I’m going to make you lose control – just like an airplane in nosedive, sweetheart.”
She grinned. “That’s what I was hoping.”
He gestured to the velour couch. “Lie down.”
She padded over and got herself comfy, then he perched on the edge of the couch, facing her. He squirted some of the massage oil onto his fingers and rubbed his strong hands together. “I’ve got something here to relax away your fears of flying,” he said seductively.
She smirked. “I’m not afraid of flying.”
He ran his fingers up her thigh, causing lust to spiral through her yearning body. “You should be. Because I’m dangerously desperate to take you, babe.”
She chuckled and writhed on her back. “Go ahead. I’m all yours.”
He wrapped his fingers around his glorious powerful cock, and massaged it with an oily hand, while gazing down at her bare breasts as if she were a porn star. He shot her a devilish grin, then he picked up the massage oil, held it above her chest, and squirted the warm oily liquid over her breasts.
“Touch yourself for me, babe,” he said, fondling his straining cock.
She writhed on the couch and massaged the oil into her breasts, enjoying the look of awe on his face and subversive feeling as they both touched themselves for each other’s viewing pleasure.
“I can’t let you have all the fun,” he said. He knelt one leg on the end of the couch and leaned forward to place his own oily hands on her breasts, which sent spirals of dirty lust directly into her throbbing body. He lowered his fit body over her, covering her up and kissing her on the lips.
The kiss grew in passion as he continued to rub her breasts. She rubbed her clit against his firm thigh, desperate to feel him inside her. He got the hint, and peeled off her panties with his oily fingers.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he said, rubbing the oil over her tingling legs.
A wave of desire shuddered over her as he crept his fingers up to her pussy, and eased two inside, making her gasp. She was desirously wet now and his lubricated fingers slipped in easily. She gasped and groaned as he rubbed her G-spot, sending her lust into glorious sizzles all over her body.
“Touch yourself again,” he said. “I’ll be right back.”
She grinned and f
ondled her breasts, as he grabbed a condom and rolled it on, then he positioned himself at the end of the couch and placed his hands on her hips, pulling her roughly towards him. Her ass landed on the couch armrest, which tilted her hips upwards and gave him the perfect access to tease the tip of his cock into the opening of her pussy.
She groaned with passion, already starting to come. “Oh, yes, Joe…”
“Feels so good,” he said, pulling her towards himself and easing his cock inside. He thrust himself in fully, then he ground his hips slow and strong.
He held her hips in place with one hand, then he leaned down and caressed her tits with the other hand – pounding himself into her, and rubbing his toned abs against her clit.
The feel of him massaging her breasts as he thrust was erotic, yet somehow tender; it meant that they could gaze into each other’s eyes. She loved the fact that Joseph enjoyed watching her come, and she sensed he was in for a spectacular show today. Her body and mind swirled with desire as she gazed at him through half-closed eyes, relishing the sight of him in that pilot’s cap, which made him look incredibly hot; so in control and dominating. She felt herself liftoff into the orgasm which blasted through her at a hundred miles an hour. Allowing the couch to take all her weight, she felt as if she was floating in the air as she groaned with joy and lost herself in euphoria. She ground her clit into Joseph as he fucked her strongly, sending her soul into a frenzy of passion and causing tremors of blissful ecstasy to soar through her body.
She grinned hard as she gently drifted back down to earth, and – as she opened her eyes – she saw that Joseph was still massaging her breasts with his strong fingers – which had made the orgasm even more intense than usual.
He stood up straight, looking pleased with himself. “Welcome to the mile high club. I hope you enjoyed your flight, and I can’t wait to welcome you back on-board again.”
“Me too,” she said, giggling.
He removed the condom, then joined her on the couch, grabbing a blanket to cover them both. She snuggled into his arms and started to fall asleep, enjoying the gentle rocking of the jet and the hypnotic whirring of the engines. But then her thoughts turned to the reason for being on this plane...
“So what’s the plan?” she asked, propping herself up on her elbows. “Meet up with the private investigator and beg him to confess?”