KUMA: THE JOY OF TRAVEL by Smokey0282

by
Smokey0282

This has got to be the longest flight ever! I can hardly wait to get there and land already. I hope it's hot there in Miami. She'll be wearing as little as she can stand if it is and I love being able to touch her skin. I've been looking forward to this trip for so long, I can taste the salt water. It's not like we haven't vacationed together before but, I think this time is gonna be a lot better than the last. We'll have no distractions...no work, no family, no drama from our exes. This being such a light flight, I was tempted to pull a blanket over my lap and do myself right here. I opted not to as the buildup is delicious in it's own way. We'll have plenty of time for that later. And besides, it's much better with her.

Finally we're landing. My pussy is contracting at the thought of only being minutes and yards from my lover now. Damn, these people are slow getting off this fuckin' plane! Not that they care that I'm anxious to get to her and I haven't been laid in three weeks. Finally free! I spot her away from the throng. I try not to seem too frantic at first. Always trying to be the cool one. Damn that. I rush over to greet her like it's been months since I've seen her. I drop my bags and fold her into my arms, oblivious to all the people around us and the nosy onlookers. I don't care about them. I hold her close to me, feeling her warmth, her sun-warmed skin moist from the humid Miami air. I know she thinks I won't, so I do: I kiss her deep and long, tasting her tongue...in front of all these people, too. She looks shocked. I like surprising her like this sometimes. Keeps her on her toes since she thinks she's the only one with a daring streak.

She says we're off to rent the car now. I'm tagging behind her like a puppy, watching her ass as she saunters. I love to watch her. She knows she gets to me. I told her I had to use the washroom and could she come in with me. This being my lucky day, there were only a few stragglers in the ladies room. I motion her down to the last stall, the handicapped one. Both of us having bags and for what I had on my mind, I needed the space. I arranged our bags in front of the door so we'd have some cover. Pulling her to me again, I hold her close, feeling the curves of her body, inhaling the perfume I love so much on her. I trail my fingertips down her spine, eliciting a shiver from her. I like being able to get a reaction from her as soon as I lay hands on her. Makes me wanna take my time and pull out all the stops. Not to mention it's a stroke to my stud ego. I guide our mouths together for another wet kiss. I'd been thinking of this the whole flight here. I press her against the wall, getting a leg between hers and forcing them apart. I lick down her throat...she moans softly, whispering my name. Hot Damn! She starts to grind into my thigh, slow languid circles. I can feel the heat from her pussy through my jeans.

I slip my hand between our bodies, undoing her trousers with quick deliberate motions. She's exposed to me before she can protest. I slide a hand inside her panties, already slick with the juices I can hardly wait to taste. I cup her in my hand, not moving, just feeling the warmth and wetness. I trace a finger lightly between the lips of her cunt, barely grazing her clit. She shudders, arching her back. I bring my fingers to my mouth to taste her juices, licking greedily and inhaling her musky scent. Reaching down again, I glide two fingers inside, curving them up to hit that spot that makes her moan my name. I've got her whole pussy in my hand, cupping the mound, grinding her clit with the heel of my hand. She grinds her hips hard, rubbing harder against my hand. Her moans and whimpers are getting louder and the last thing I need is to be arrested in some airport bathroom before my vacation begins.

Leaning into her, I run my fingers through her hair, gently pulling her hair to expose her throat to my hungry lips. Sucking, licking, tracing the curve of her jaw with my tongue, I cover her mouth with mine to mute her groans. I stab my tongue inside her mouth, exploring, sucking her tongue. Although the bathroom wasn't busy, there's still enough traffic to get us busted. That just added to the excitement for both of us. Keeping my hand inside her pussy, I use my other to undo her shirt, slipping inside to palm her heaving breast. I start to tweak her already hardening nipple between my finger and thumb. She moans louder still. Hearing the door to the stall next to ours open, I cover her mouth with mine again to stifle the noise. I slow the penetration I've got going on inside her. She's so close now and her being the vocal one here, I'd sooner wait 'til our neighbor in the next stall leaves. I go down to my knees in front of her, grinning up at her. She shakes her head and mouths the word 'No'. I whisper to her to pull the damn pants down and put that pussy on display for me. My skills must be up today as she quickly obliges. She places her foot on the toilet, spreading her outer lips wide, exposing her pink, and glistening inner ones. Damn. My mouth waters just looking at it: she's buzzed it close and there's a sheen of wetness clinging to the lips. Wish we were somewhere else and with more time. I'd like to really get into this. Oh well, the quickie will have to do.

Reaching up, I lift the hood from her hardening clit. I nudge it first with my nose, then brush my lips against it. I know she hates to be teased but I can't help it sometimes. Gets me off watching her squirm. I bring my other hand up to my mouth, licking them until they're saturated with my saliva. I slowly slide a finger inside. She starts to grind her hips again but with more force than before. It's all I can do to keep up with her tempo. Spreading both sets of lips, I slowly drag my hot tongue from the bottom of her slit to her clit, stopping to suck her clit lightly between my lips. I angle my head so I can lick it sideways, just like she likes, stabbing my tongue inside, trying to fuck her with my tongue. Her juices are dripping down my chin; she's so wet. I slide three fingers inside her. It's burning inside her.

My own pussy starts to contract in time with hers. I reach inside my jeans and strum my clit, keeping a rhythm with her. I suck her clit between my lips, flicking my tongue over it quickly while fucking her with my hand. She's grinding hard into me now. I feel as though my shoulder is gonna fall off. We're both pretty close when I angle my hand towards her G-spot and her knees buckle. I start to pound her as deep and as hard as I can, ignoring my cramping legs and arm. I want her release so badly; I ignore whatever discomfort I must. Her juices are oozing down my wrist now. I increase the pressure on my own clit. I'm trying to time this just right. I suck her clit harder, fuck her deeper...her hands are in my hair...she cries out my name...I can feel my own orgasm welling up and on the brink. I slip two fingers into my pussy matching the strokes I'm giving her. I felt her walls grasp my fingers. Crushing them it seems with the force of her climax. My cunt made sloshing noises with each blow. Flicking my thumb over my clit was all I needed. I could feel the wave of heat rising, the tightening of my entire body. After the last of the tremors had subsided for us both, we straightened our clothing and got our bags together. I listened for all the occupants to leave before opening the stall door. We freshened up as best we could under the circumstances. I pull her to me for one last kiss before heading back into the terminal area. Now if I can just keep my hands to myself on the ride to the condo . . .