About an hour and a half into the flight, Kitty slipped into a seat in the rear of the first-class cabin to rest for a few minutes. The late-night flight from Miami to London was always a quiet one. As one of the senior stewardesses, Kitty wasn't supervised too closely. Her section mate, Faye Arnold, would keep an eye on things for a while.
Kitty reclined the seat back, wriggled her ass around until she was comfortable, then closed her eyes. There wasn't much time for a nap, but she badly needed whatever sleep she could get. The party she'd attended the night before hadn't broken up until almost noon. Then she'd had to run several errands before she could get a little sleep before reporting for the midnight flight. Not a very good way to start such a long flight, but she'd done it many times before. She kept telling herself she had to stop burning the candle at both ends. She was in the middle and there wasn't much wax left on either end of the damned thing. Only trouble was, she was having too much fun to quit now. There would be plenty of time in the future to slow down.
The party had been an orgy of sorts. Kitty, and most of the other guests, had chosen to use the bedrooms for their sexual activities. Kitty had fucked two men, one after the other, and considered that risqu'. Several of the other guests, including the host, had engaged in group sex in the middle of the game room-a pile of naked, squiggling bodies that changed configurations several times while Kitty was watching. She had been tempted to join them, turning chicken at the very last moment.
Ironically, Kitty couldn't remember who the host had been. She had gone with Faye, who had heard about the party from another stewardess. Most of the women present were stewardesses. Most of the men had no direct connection to any of the airlines represented by the stewardesses. That's the way it usually worked. Stewardesses, with their reputation for being wild, uninhibited swingers, were always getting invited to parties by guys who had a fetish about fucking stewardesses. Kitty had no objection to that. There was always lots of good food and drink, and most of the men were decent enough. It was even possible to run across some real jewels every once in a while.
Kitty had almost gone to sleep when something touched her legs. She snapped wide awake. Whatever it was, it was on the inside of her legs. She jerked and started to sit up. Her brain sorted through the available information and identified the touch as coming from a human hand. She held still, wondering who it was and what they were up to. The crew often played jokes on one another, so it could be any one of them. She opened her eyes and, without moving her head, looked around. No one was standing over her or in front of her. Yet her legs were being slowly pushed apart.
She looked down, as well as she could without raising up. That gesture didn't help. Whoever it was, they were covered by her skirt. There could be only one reason someone would have their head under her dress. The prospect of having a mouth on her pussy thrilled her. If it was a stranger, so much the better. like many women, Kitty occasionally fantasized about being ravished by a total stranger under bizarre circumstances. This situation didn't exactly meet those conditions, but it was close enough.
Kitty's legs were far enough apart to allow the person under her skirt to put their mouth on the crotch of her panties. Teeth gently chewed at her box through the thin material of her panties. Kitty's breath whistled slightly as she inhaled deeply at the first contact. She gripped the arms of the seat and nudged her ass forward.
The mouth spent several minutes gnawing at her cunt. Every once in a while, a long tongue would snake under the leg band of her panties to take a swipe at her cunt lips. None of the action so far was enough to make her come, but she was sure liking it. Her cunt was dribbling juice, getting her ready for the real action.
The mouth left her cunt. Two hands gripped the sides of her panties and pulled them down. Kitty lifted her ass high enough to allow the material to clear her buttocks. The head, arms, and her legs got temporarily tangled up under her skirt. When everything was sorted out again, her panties were gone, her legs were wide open once again, and the mouth was hovering so close over her pussy she could feel the warm breath. She wondered if the mouth belonged to a man or a woman. Not that it mattered much. Kitty wasn't hung up on women, but she had no objection to being eaten by one, either. A good come was a good come, regardless of how it came about or who caused it to come about.
When the hot mouth settled over her naked cunt, Kitty sighed deeply and loudly. She lifted her legs over the cunt-lapper's shoulders, locked her ankles, and let her knees fall far apart. She concentrated on not yelling, as she usually did, when things got really good.
For the next several minutes, Kitty's cunt was licked slowly, tenderly, and lovingly. From the bottom to the top, just beyond her rigid clitoris. When the tongue reached the top of her slit, it danced and skittered back over the inner lips of her cunt to the bottom, pausing on the way to delve into her steamy wet cunt hole.
Up and down the lapper went, teasing her, slowly bringing her toward orgasm. Kitty fought the urge to issue directions, leaving it to the owner of the tongue to decide how it would get her off.
Kitty's ass began wiggling and squirming on the seat and hunching against the mouth. The tongue ceased its travels up and down her slit and settled over her clit. After a few moments, it resumed its travels up and down the steamy slit. Kitty spread her thighs a little farther apart, opening herself completely for the kisses from the stranger between her legs. The tips of the stranger's fingers moved up and down the inside of Kitty's thighs as the tongue lapped her damp pussy with long strokes. The head burrowed deeper between the firm, smooth thighs. The tongue stiffened and probed Kitty's pussy. The tip of it penetrated deeper. Kitty shuddered as the tongue wriggled and slid deeper into the hot, tight orifice. The tongue worked rapidly back and forth, fucking Kitty's pussy like a small prick.
When the tongue left her cunt and slid down between the cheeks of her ass, Kitty almost forgot herself. She captured the scream just before it passed her lips. What came out was a choked, gagging sound, muffled behind her wrist. The tongue laved the area behind her cunt. A fire of passion slowly spread from Kitty's crotch to infuse her entire body with its heat. The tongue was a separate, living thing, detached from a person in Kitty's mind. Tangled, convoluted images floated through her mind, images of a tongue boring into her cunt and licking her clit.
Kitty crushed her hands over her mouth to stifle the wail of pleasure that was torn from her when the mouth covered her pussy again. There was an intense stab of sensation in the midst of the warmth of the pleasure flowing through Kitty. The tongue split her cunt lips and traveled to the top of the soppy slit, searching for her clitoris. Kitty whimpered, then hissed through her teeth when the tip of the tongue touched her clit. The tongue groped for only a moment, then settled on the nub of flesh that was the center of sensation for Kitty. She jerked and moaned again as the tongue began stroking the hard morsel gently. Kitty's legs tightened around the stranger's head.
The stranger correctly read the movement as a sign that Kitty was ready to come. All of the stranger's attention was now concentrated on Kitty's clit. It was stroked with a slow, firm tongue motion. Kitty's body began trembling as her orgasm neared. The tongue began moving more rapidly, gradually decreasing the pressure against Kitty's clitoris to increase the stimulation. The tremors passing through Kitty's body became more violent. More intense. The sensations increased rapidly, building up to a greater momentum as they accumulated. Kitty sank into a numb haze of pleasure. The tongue flicked rapidly, with a feathery touch. Kitty's body quivered with tension.
Kitty exploded into orgasm-a quavering wail muffled by her wrist as the sensations ripped her cunt apart. Her body writhed and bucked in ecstatic convulsions in the seat.
The stranger's arms wrapped around her thighs and held her tight as the tongue flicked over her clit, driving her through her orgasm. The airplane seemed to be doing a roller-coaster maneuver as Kitty's spasms raced through her, wringing her body, wracking her mind, as her orgasm surged through her. She peaked, shuddered mightily, then began slowly sliding down the other side of the wonderful feelings. The tongue continued flicking, stroking and caressing her pussy. It spread a glowing bliss of sensation through Kitty, then it began to ebb.
Kitty collapsed back into the seat, limp from the exertion of coming. She licked her lips and swallowed dryly, then opened her eyes. Faye was staring directly at her. Kitty tried to smile. She hurriedly sat up and smoothed her skirt down. Only then did it dawn on her that the stranger who had lapped her cunt was gone.
On trembling legs, Kitty went to Faye. "How long were you watching?"
"Oh, a while. Were you making love to yourself back there? Didn't you get enough last night at the party?"
"I wasn't jacking off. Someone ate my pussy."
"Say what! Who?"
"Damned if I know. I was just sitting there, taking a short break, when this head went under my skirt and a mouth and tongue were all over my pussy."
"You all right, girl? You haven't been taking some of that weird stuff the pilots try to pass around, have you?"
"No. Faye, listen, you've got to believe me! I didn't imagine it! I came too hard for it to be my imagination. Whoever it was took my panties, too. I'm no longer wearing them and they weren't lying on the floor."
"Doesn't mean a thing, honey. You could've left home without 'em."
"You know better than that. I always wear panties. Or start out with them on, at least. You're not playing one of your jokes on me, are you? Was it you under my skirt, lapping my pussy? If it was, you really know how to do it."
"Nope, wasn't me, girl. That's not to say the idea doesn't appeal to me, but not here and not now. I'm one of those girls who-likes to take things nice and slow. The full seduction scene, if you now what I mean. With a girl, that is. Men fall into a different category. I didn't see anybody back there with you. Where did this mysterious gourmand come from? And where did they go when they finished?"
"I don't know, Faye! Maybe someone sneaked up from coach. You've been after me for ages. Are you sure you're not the one?"
"Absolutely, honey. When this girl gets her tongue in that sweet little pussy of yours, you'll know who it is. And you won't ever forget it, either."
"Then maybe it was the guy in 4B. He started hitting on me before we even took off."
"Jack Dudley? He's all bark, honey. Hits on every woman he sees. Never known him to do anything about it, though. He's on this flight at least twice a month. No matter how hard I try, I can't get him to follow through on his bold talk. I gave up on him weeks ago."
The buzzing of the intercom cut off Kitty's reply. She picked up the handset. After listening for a minute, she said, "Yes, Captain, I'll be right up." She replaced the handset and said to Faye, "The Captain wants a cup of coffee. Do you want to go or shall I?"
"You go ahead, honey. I'm going to sit down for a while. In the same seat you occupied. Maybe your mysterious stranger will come along and eat my pussy, too. Besides, I'm too tired to try to run away from that man up front."
"Faye, do you like men? Do you.. .well, do you get it on with them?"
"Oh, sure, honey. I'm very selective, but not as far as gender is concerned. Why should I limit myself to one way when both sexes are available and both of them give me good orgasms? Half of the people in the world are female, you know."
Kitty blushed. The hidden meaning in Faye's words weren't so hidden to her. Faye was making another bid for Tier favors. The only reason Kitty hesitated was because she knew that Faye would expect two-way action . Having her pussy eaten by a woman was one thing. Doing that to another woman was a totally different matter.
Or so Kitty thought.
CHAPTER TWO
Kitty closed the cockpit door quietly behind her. The flight engineer and the co-pilot were both asleep.
"Your coffee, Captain," Kitty said, holding the tray out to the man. She hadn't flown with this pilot before.
"Thank you, uh, Kitty, isn't it?"
"Yes. You're welcome."
Immediately behind the pilot's seat was one used by inspectors and check pilots. The captain rose from his seat, moved around and sat down in that seat, acing Kitty.
"I'm Captain Williams. Willie to the crew. How is it that we've never flown together? You haven't been avoiding my crew, have you?"
Kitty was still basking in the nice afterglow of her orgasm. In a flash of intuition, she knew the captain was going to hit on her. Her pussy tingled at the idea. Faye had made a remark that told Kitty that this man considered every stewardess in his crew as fair game. Most of the captains did. One merely had to decide if they were going to respond to the sexual overtures or turn their back. Some of the women bitched about the way the captains acted. If a woman stood her ground, however, there was little the captain could, or would do. He wasn't about to make a fuss and get slapped with a charge of sexual harassment. They only tossed out the lure. It was up to the fish to swallow it or swim away. Willie had just cast the bait.
Kitty nibbled. "I haven't been avoiding your crew, Willie. I've been flying with Captain Andrews on the Rio run. I applied for the London run several weeks ago. Had to wait for an opening."
"Well, it's good to have you aboard. Always like beautiful women around me. Makes the time go faster."
"Speaking of which, shouldn't you be sitting in that other seat? What if something happened?"
"No problem. Weather's clear. Autopilot does a better job than I do, anyway. Tell me, Kitty, are you a party girl?"
"Depends on what you mean by that."
"What I mean is, do you like to play around? Do you like to get it on."
"Oh, sure. Sometimes. Depends on who's asking."
"lam. You interested?"
"I'll think about it and let you know before we reach London.
"Hell, London's hours away. I'm talking about right now. Have you ever made it in the cockpit."
"No, can't say that I have." Kitty's pulse raced. Her mind was still on the wonderful orgasm the stranger had given her. The prospect of getting off on a nice stiff cock made her more malleable.
Willie didn't waste time or words. He stood, opened his pants, and pushed them down to his ankles. He sat back down and held out his hands to Kitty.
"Come here. We're wasting valuable time."
Kitty stood in front of him. Looked down at his limp cock. Slowly went to her knees. Lifted his prick in one hand and began stroking it.
"Take it in your mouth," Willie said. "Suck it."
Kitty hesitated. She wanted more than a mouthful of come. "Is that all you want?"
"Oh no! Just get it hard and we'll go from there."
Kitty was a little stunned by Willie's blatant audacity and blunt approach to sex. She told herself it didn't matter. They weren't going to make love. They were going to fuck. Plain and simply, with no frills or false words about loving each other. A purely physical act. Okay, that was all right. Why not? Maybe it would be different at some future time. Right now, she was looking forward to a good come as much as he was. Her whole body tingled. Little shivers coursed delightfully over her flesh. There was a lewd fluttering in her pussy. She began slowly moving her hand up and down his prick. She skinned it back to expose the shiny knob, then gripped it tighter and began working her hand faster.
"Take it in your mouth," Willie urged. "It'll get hard faster that way."
"Soon. First I want to play with it." Kitty knew what she was doing. Once a woman has a man's prick in her hand, she controls him. By delaying the time when she'd swallow his cock, she was building the tension in herself and in him. "Doesn't this feel good?" she asked, watching the expression on Willie's face as she increased the up-and-down motions of her hand on his prick. Lust was beginning to creep over his facial features.
"Yeah, of course it does. I just want it in your mouth!'
A lustful shiver coursed swiftly through Kitty. She was going to suck his cock. And take it in her pussy. But in her own time. She further increased the smoothly skinning up-and-down motions of her hand on his naked cock. She could feel it beginning to jerk and surge in her fingers. She licked her voluptuously full lips in an unconscious gesture of lust. Even more urgent cravings shot through her own body as she saw the little glistening droplet of cockjuice that appeared at the slit in the tip of his prick. She slowly decreased the movements of her hand, softly squeezing the lust-inflamed prick and gazing down at it in completely wanton anticipation.
Her mind was infused with the thought of offering her mouth and lips for his sensual pleasure. She leaned forward slowly. Turned her head down. She guided his cock until it was pointed directly at her mouth. Inches away, she paused and opened her mouth to breathe softly over the glistening glans, her fingers resuming the obscene up-and-down skinning to prompt further excited grunts and groans from Willie. She flicked her tongue gingerly from her lips, the saliva-coated tip coming into wantonly shocking contact right on the end of the throbbing head of his prick.
She circled the tip of her tongue slowly about the rubbery flesh, listening with keenly rising passion to his excited moans, feeling his hips twitch spontaneously from the arousing licking.
The tip of her tongue found the little opening of the slit at the end and greedily licked up the shining droplets of pre-come. Both of her hands slipped to the hotly jerking head up into the warm wet confines of her mouth.
A low sigh escaped from Willie's mouth as Kitty planted kisses around the jerking cockhead, continuing to play with and to tease him, yet still refusing to actually take the tingling prick itself down her throat. Instead, she licked down the side of the straining rod, then back up the length of the shaft.
Opening her mouth wide, Kitty suddenly swallowed his cock. She gulped. A muffled whimper escaped around his prick. A whimper of mixed delight and passion at having her mouth full of cock. She began working her head up and down in a lewd bobbing movement over his cock, swishing her tongue wildly around the sensitive, pulsing head as she began sucking in earnest.
After a few minutes, Kitty suddenly released his prick and stood. She lifted her skirt around her waist and straddled his legs. Willie slid his ass forward in the seat, lifted the chair handles out of the way, and held his prick upright. Kitty lowered her ass. The head of his prick homed in on the mouth of the waiting sex chamber it so eagerly sought. He lurched up, ramming his shaft deeply inside the delicate folds of her cunt as she continued to sink down. She was all honey and hot flesh inside.
The contracting pussy sheath sucked at him. He screwed his hips around, grinding his crotch into hers and stuffing her full of hard, hot cock. His hands went to the top of her dress. He fumbled the buttons open, pushed her bra up and bared her full, lush tits. Kitty's mouth opened in writhing pleasure. Groans of fulfillment escaped from her throat.
Willie held still, locked deeply with the tunnel in her belly, holding her hips tightly as she squeezed at his prick with her inner cunt muscles. She was a soft mass of voluptuous woman flesh. His cock jerked and twitched inside her, anxious for its release in the deep and fiery recesses of her cunt. He sat still, however, soaking in the delicious torment of postponement, caressing Kitty's tits as she began to move her ass slowly up and down, fucking herself on his stiff rod.
Kitty filled his mouth with one of her rigid nipples as she contracted the muscles of her cunt around his stiff prick, sending lances of pleasure through both of them. His hips bucked upward, sliding his throbbing prick far into the depths of her cunt. Kitty took the full impact of his lunge easily, grunting with desire as he reamed her pussy with his cock.
"Great!" she moaned happily as he shafted her again and again, burying his cock to the hilt in her quivering pussy. "Fantastic! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeeeee!"
He didn't, however. She did. She was sitting on his lap, after all. It was much easier for her to move. She lifted her ass and shoved it down frantically. He served her the full portion of his hot meat. The quivering, juicy folds of her pussy devoured him. The engorged head of his prick jerked and jumped. The lust-filled prod filled the tight confines of her clinging hot sex channel. She squeezed him, milked him, clutching at the thick bludgeon that filled the hot recesses of her cunt.
Her heavy tits, like two ripe melons, quaked and shook, stabbing him with the insistent nipples that were pressed into his chest. She moaned under the increasing assault of his cock. Her body moved up and down in a steady rhythm. She twisted and writhed, her ass moving in tight circles, dragging his prick around, scrubbing her clit on his pubic bone and through the bush of hair surrounding his prick. Her tight cunt squeezed and sucked wetly at the full length of his prick, sending a series of sizzling sensations speeding through his groin.
She ate him with the lusting mouth between her thighs, wanting to devour his manhood, balls and all. Their bodies were perfectly harmonized as Kitty fucked herself on his rampant rod. They were even panting at the same tempo, groaning with the same degree of inflection and intensity. Kitty's head whipped from side to side. Her mouth hung open and her eye were wide and staring.
On one of the swings of her head to the side, Kitty happened to glance in the direction of the flight engineer. He was awake, staring at the fucking couple. One hand was in his crotch, rubbing his prick through his pants.
Kitty licked her lips seductively and smiled. Emboldened, the flight engineer pulled his prick from his pants and began stroking it.
Kitty and Willie began to buck faster and faster. The globes of her lovely ass smacked into his thighs with each downward thrust. His cock cleaved her accommodating cunt. Her whole body was intensely alive with his. The hurricanes of lust and desire raged within both of them.
"Oh! Oh yes! God yessssssss! It's good! So fucking GOOOOOOOOOOOOD!" she cried, digging her fingers into his shoulders.
Willie's body was steaming. Sweat dripped from every pore as he strained his hips up to meet her lunges. She screamed. Stopped dead still. Then began thrusting again, more violently this time. She threw her head back, still voicing her intense pleasure. The harder she rode his cock, the harder she came and the louder she yelled.
His balls would no longer hold back the fiery load they contained. He came. The flood of heated white jism jetted into the steaming receptacle of her avid cunt. He groaned and grunted as he shot glob after glob of viscous hot sperm into her cunt, flooding it thoroughly. He writhed under the wildly bucking woman who was milking the heavy jets from his groin with passionate abandon.
Their orgasms went on for several minutes. Finally, Kitty found herself unable to move. She slid off Willie's lap and landed on the floor on her ass with a soft thud. Willie leaned back in the seat, exhausted from trying to keep up with her. Kitty struggled slowly to her feet and staggered from the cockpit.
Her first stop was the nearest toilet, where she cleaned her pussy as well as possible. Then she straightened her uniform and combed her fingers through her hair. Her body and clothes reeked with the sweet smell of sex.
There was nothing she could do about that. It would take a shower and change to clothes to get rid of the aroma. She hoped it wouldn't be too noticeable to the passengers. Thank heaven she was working first class and there weren't many passengers in the section for the flight.
CHAPTER THREE
Kitty hadn't had the nerve to look at the flight engineer as she left the cockpit. It was one thing to fuck a stranger. It was something else again to do so while another stranger watched. Kitty wasn't that uninhibited.
To make matters worse, she smelled like a whore. At least she thought she did. The only aroma was that of a sexually aroused woman; not at all unpleasant to the olfactory senses of a man. Fortunately, the first class section was quiet. Everyone seemed to be asleep.
Except for one person, that is. The light over Jack Dudley's seat was on. He looked up just as Kitty stepped into the cabin. Before she could turn away, he raised his hand and waved her over.
"Yes, Mr. Dudley, what can I do for you?"
"That's sure a leading question, Miss." He looked at her name tag. "Kitty, huh? Haven't seen you on this flight before. Know all the stews who fly this one regularly."
"Yes, I know, Mr. Dudley. Faye told me about you."
"Faye? Let's see now, she's the tall redhead, isn't she? The one who always looks like she's ready for anything a strong, healthy man can give her."
"You're being a male chauvinist, Mr. Dudley. How would you feel if a woman made such remarks about you?"
"Proud, dear, very proud. You see, a woman earns such remarks just by being. A man has to work at it. We're the ones who have to initiate things-the ones who have to, well, get ready, as it were."
"Seems to me there are some men who're always ready," Kitty rejoined.
"That may be, Kitty, but it isn't really true. Think of how awkward it would be for a man if he was always ready. Not only would he present a rather, uh, embarrassing sight, he'd have trouble walking. Know what I mean?"
"Oh, you're talking about being physically ready," Kitty said, feigning innocence "I was talking about the mental state of some men. A lot of men, that is. They see a woman and they can think of only one tiling. Is that where this conversation is leading, Mr. Dudley? Are you leading up to asking me that crucial question?"
"There's nothing crucial about it, dear. Either one is disposed or one is not. Which are you, by the way?"
He had led into the question in such a subtle way Kitty was unaware for a few moments of what he'd done.
"You're pretty slick, aren't you, Mr. Dudley? Mister Unctuous himself."
"I couldn't resist the temptation, dear. Not after you led into it so easily. Are you going to answer my question?"
"What if I said yes? What would you do then?" Why not challenge him? Faye had said he never followed through. Maybe he just hadn't followed through with Faye. Kitty didn't consider the possibilities. She'd been on the Rio flight for over two years-a daytime flight where there had been no opportunity, or not much of one anyway, to play around on the airplane.
"That's what I dislike about these roundabout conversations," Dudley said. "I keep losing my place. We were talking about one being disposed or not disposed to engaging in sexual activity, were we not?"
"Is that what we were talking about?" Kitty widened her eyes in mock surprise. "Merciful heavens, Mister Dudley, I shouldn't be talking to you about such things! Whatever will my poor mama think when she finds out? I must have been confused, too. I thought we were talking about having a conversation with a stranger."
"You're cute when you act so innocent, Kitty. Do you do that often?"
Kitty chuckled. A throaty, sexy sound that caused the male blood to immediately run hot. "Now I am confused, Mister Dudley. Do I do what often?"
"Act the innocent, dear. I know a lot of women who have one act or another that's their stock in trade. Is that what you're doing now?"
"How are you going to find out?" she responded teasingly.
"Why don't you sit down here by me and I'll show you." The bantering, carefree nature suddenly vanished. He was now very serious.
Kitty understood immediately that she'd gone too far. She wasn't sure she wanted to go forward with this, nor did she know how to extract herself gracefully. Rudeness would do the job, but she didn't want to be rude to him. She had led him on just as much as he'd led her on.
"I don't know...."
He patted the seat next to him. "Come on, I won't bite. Love nips don't count, of course." He smiled at her in a reassuring manner. "Sit here and see what happens."
Kitty looked around the cabin. There was no activity anywhere. Faye was still sitting in the rear, reading. If anyone buzzed for service, Kitty could use that as an excuse to jump up and run away. She eased herself into the seat, hoping that someone would ring for service. Even making a trip back into the cockpit offered more certainty than this situation. As one of the men she'd used to date had always said, she'd let her mocking bird mouth overload her humming bird ass. He'd been joking, of course. He thought she had one of the nicest, sexiest asses he'd ever seen. And he'd adored her mouth. So much so that he'd gotten to where that was the only place he'd wanted to put his cock. She loved sucking cock, but not the exclusion of everything else.
Anyway, now she was in the soup with this Mister Dudley!
Kitty had barely settled into the seat when Dudley leaned over and kissed her. She even took his tongue into her mouth. She leaned back with a low moan and let him hold her; fondle her; love her body. Without realizing it, she was still turned on from the earlier events of the evening. He kissed her hard and put one hand down the top of her blouse. She stiffened, then relaxed.
His hand slipped inside her bra to cup the hot tit flesh and rub across the rapidly swelling nipple.
"They're magnificent," he whispered. "Just as I knew they would be."
Kitty couldn't help herself. Even under these circumstances, she had to make a joke of things. "How do you know?" she whispered in return. "You're feeling only one of them. Maybe the other one's a fake."
It was Dudley's turn to chuckle. Even though he couldn't manage the same sexy sound she'd made, it served the purpose. That was the only sound he made. He acted, however. Her blouse was unbuttoned in an instant. He pushed her bra up quickly, spilling both tits out.
There was no time for Kitty to object. Not that she wanted to. Her head was swimming. Her tits were burning with desire. She felt the pleasure and desire between her legs, too. She knew she should stop what was happening. For any number of reasons. The main one being the possibility of someone seeing them. The most she could manage was to reach overhead and turn off the light. She sat up straight while sharp thrills danced in her nipples.
He continued squeezing her tits and kissed her throat. His lips moved down. Soon he was raining kisses on her nipples and the mounds of her tits. She almost gasped out loud when he took a nipple into his mouth. She loved it. She was aflame with lust. There could be only one conclusion to this now. It wouldn't end with just heavy petting. She was going to come. She had to come. How hadn't been determined yet, but she was going to do it.
Dudley slowly pushed her skirt up her legs. A lump of fear knotted in her throat. His fingers touched her bare thigh. The fear vanished. Had he been less confident, she might have stopped him. Regardless of what Faye said, he was so sure of himself. He made her believe it was perfectly all right for him to have his hand under her skirt. She even lifted her ass out of the seat when he pushed her skirt on up. When she sat back down, she was bare from the waist down. His hands were all over her thighs. She opened her legs just a little.
She closed her eyes and the whole world seemed to sway back and forth. She felt his hand in her crotch. That was the point of no return. Whatever she'd planned on doing before was now out the window. Until a man touched her cunt, she could resist and even stop things. Once that point was reached, she was a goner.
He put his lips on hers. She kissed him back hungrily, letting her legs fall farther apart. His hand covered her cunt, feeling, probing, and finally two fingers entered her. They slid so easily into her pussy, it was almost as if they belonged there.
Kitty seemed to lose contact with reality. Her passions ruled her actions. She wanted desperately to come again. However he wanted to do it was fine with her. She twisted part way around and put both hands in his lap. She got his zipper down and one hand inside his pants. She groped for his cock. Got her hand around it. Pulled it out.
Dudley pulled away, reached under the seat and pulled out a small case. He got his pants down and knelt on the case in what appeared to be one swift motion. Kitty put her legs around his waist and pulled her ass to the edge of the seat. She found his prick with her hand and guided it toward her furry slit.
"Put it in!" she whispered urgently. "Fuck me. I want it inside me!"
The head of his cock slipped inside her cunt. It felt so good in there. So alive and fulfilling. All else was forgotten. By both of them. She had a cock in her. Right where she wanted it. This man was going to fuck her, make her feel deliriously good, make her come. And she wanted it. God, how she wanted it!
He slid into her so easily, so effortlessly, so smoothly, she thought they'd been fucking for years. She grunted her approval and hunched her ass up to him to get his entire cock in there. His prick was so hot and hard. She imagined she could feel the thick veins throbbing along its length.
When he had it all the way in, he started moving. Slowly, deliberately, with an expertise that surprised her. From what Faye had said, she wouldn't have guessed he could be so accomplished.
Dudley held Kitty tightly, his mouth against her ear, his cock deep inside her, fucking slowly in and out. He sucked her ear lobe for a minute, then twisted his head around so he could reach her nipples.
"It's so good," she whispered, fighting to keep her voice under control and low enough so she wouldn't be heard by anyone else. "Keep fucking me. I'm going to come!"
Kitty was absorbed in what they were doing; enjoying it, letting him fuck her, letting him make her come. She was already so close.
"I won't be far behind," he growled.
"Don't come yet!" she cried desperately. "Keep fucking me, make me come first! Make me come hard!"
She already was doing so. Her orgasm had started even as she was begging him to hold back. She was coming so hard she didn't want it to ever end. She wanted him to fuck her all night. Or all the way to London, anyway. Where they were fucking, and how they were fucking, made no difference. She just wanted to keep coming. Her whole body tingled with the thrill. She felt good. Wonderful. Excited. He kept fucking her and somehow didn't come. Kitty clung to him, her body jerking and bucking with pleasure. Finally, her orgasm started to ebb.
"Come now!" she hissed, throwing her cunt at him.
She felt his cock swell. His come seemed to sting and burn all the way to the depths of her cunt when it spurted into her. His come triggered another one in her. She threw herself back against the seat, shoved her cunt up to him, and took the drubbing his prick was giving her cunt. His prick stayed hard even after he'd come. Kitty thought he'd go soft and leave her. She was dubious about her next action when he didn't.
Dudley knew what to do. He kept fucking her. She sat up and looked down at her crotch. At his prick as it slid in and out of her pussy. It was wet and slick and coated with a mixture of her juice and his come.
"Are you going to come again?" she asked softly.
"No," he grunted, "but you are."
At first, Kitty didn't believe him. After a few more strokes of his cock, she did. She continued to stare at her crotch. The sight of what he was doing to her pussy helped her along the road to another orgasm. It hit her suddenly, unexpectedly, and almost tore her breath out of her. He grinned at her reaction and kept pumping away.
Kitty fell back against the seat back and let her come build to the maximum intensity. Her body became limp, like a rag doll. She gasped and panted. Bucked and twitched, her body controlled by her orgasm.
At long last, just when she was beginning to think she'd never stop, her orgasm began easing. Her ass was totally off the seat bottom. Her neck was kinked at an uncomfortable angle. She hung onto the arm rests so she wouldn't slide out of the seat. Dudley was still kneeling on the case, his arm under her ass to help support her. His cock was going soft, rapidly.
When Kitty struggled to sit up, Dudley helped her get to her feet. She didn't dare sit down again. His come would leak out and stain the back of her skirt. She rushed to the toilet, not even taking time to pull her bra down and button her blouse. She had to take the chance that no one else would see her.
Dudley's seat was reclined when Kitty came out of the toilet. His eyes were closed and his breathing was deep and regular. The breathing of a sleeping person. On an impulse, she kissed him lightly on the lips on her way by. He grinned without opening his eyes. Kitty slipped into the seat by Faye.
"Almost time to start getting breakfast ready," she said. "Been a quiet flight."
"For some of us," Faye teased. "Others have been pretty busy. Dudley isn't such a reticent type after all, huh? How was he?"
"Good. I guess. Awkward position. Don't know what came over me. I've never done anything like that. Must be this late night schedule."
"Darkness sure helps. Do that during the day and some guy'd be selling tickets up and down the aisle."
"You watched, huh?" Kitty wasn't sure how she felt about that. There wasn't much she could do, though. When one fucks in public, one can expect others to watch.
"Sure. Not that I could see much. Do you need to rest or can you give me a hand with breakfast?"
"I'm okay. We've never worked together, but you'll learn that I'm not the type to shove my work off on someone else."
"I appreciate that. By the way, we're roomies on the London end. Hope you don't mind."
"Why should I? We room together in Miami, don't we?"
"Yeah, but some of the girls like a different roomie at the other end of the run. Variety and all that."
"Well, I'm perfectly happy with the arrangement."
"Even though you think I'm always trying to get in your pants?"
"Even thought I know you're always trying to get in my pants."
Faye volunteered to serve the cockpit crew without asking why Kitty didn't want to return there. That left it up to Kitty to serve Dudley.
He was the perfect gentleman, doing nothing more out of place than smiling and blowing her a kiss when she bent over to put his tray on the table in front of him.
Dudley was the last passenger to debark after they landed in London. He shook Faye's hand and thanked her for a nice flight. He took Kitty's hand, but held it rather than shaking it.
"And for you, dear lady, a very special thanks for an extraordinary flight. Don't remember one quite as memorable."
"I'll bet you tell that to all the girls," Kitty teased, attempting to ease the tension she felt.
"Only the ones who deserve it. Will you have dinner with me tonight?"
"Sure," Kitty answered without thinking. Then she blushed.
"You're cute when you blush," Dudley said. "Not many women have that capacity anymore. Eight? I'll pick you up at your hotel."
"Eight's fine. I'm not sure where we'll be staying."
She started to ask Faye for the name of the hotel.
"I am. See you tonight."
"Where are we staying?" Kitty asked Faye.
Faye told her the name of the hotel. "Dudley knows. Guess he keeps track of us for some reason."
"Nothing weird, I hope."
"No, I think he's just a stewardess groupie."
"Rock bands and so forth I knew about. Didn't know we had our own set of groupies."
"Yep. Some guys won't have anything to do with any other women. Makes us something special, doesn't it?"
"We're special anyway," Kitty replied, grinning. "Just ask Dudley."
"Speak for yourself, girl."
"Faye, I don't want you to get the wrong impression about me. What I did tonight, well, I've never done anything like that before. Oh, sure, I've partied and played around, but never on the flight I was working. Even though we've known each other for a long time, we've never worked together and I don't want you to get the idea I don't pull my own weight."
"Didn't think that at all. Not much doing on this late-night run. You might as well enjoy yourself. Once in a while, anyway. We've always gotten along well enough living together, so why shouldn't we get along working together as well?"
"I think we will. I just didn't want you to misunderstand."
"I think what you're really doing is sounding me out about what you did tonight. Maybe you feel a little guilty or embarrassed. Well, that's your problem to sort out. It isn't my place to approve or disapprove of your conduct. That's strictly your business. What I will do is say that I found Willie a lot of fun the times I've visited him in the cockpit. As for Dudley, I've tried to interest him several times. Maybe I just didn't turn him on. Maybe I just didn't interest him. Whatever. More power to you if you can get someplace with him."
"Thanks, Faye. Guess I needed that."
"Did you look for your panties, by the way? The cleaning crew'U get a big charge out of it if they find them."
"I looked a few minutes ago. Couldn't find them. You were sitting back there. You didn't take them as joke, did you?"
"Nope. I didn't see them, either. Forgive me for doubting you, but I thought you were still wearing them."
"No way." Kitty flipped her skirt up, just long enough for Faye to see that her ass was bare. "See."
"Yeah. I see a lot. Are you trying to entice me?"
"No. I wouldn't tease you, Faye. I know what you want. It's just that, well, I don't think I could give you anything in return. That wouldn't be fair."
"How do you know? You've never tried it, have you?"
"No. Well, yes, in a way. At a party one time, a girl did me. Sort of on a bet. She made me come, but I didn't return the favor."
"But it didn't bother you when she ate you?"
"Not at all. I had a good orgasm."
Faye stared at Kitty for a few seconds. Then she smiled and shook her head.
"What is it?" Kitty asked.
"I still find it hard to believe that someone actually sneaked up on you and sucked your pussy. Instead of the Phantom of the Opera, we've got a phantom of the airplane, I still think it was a dream!'
"If I could come that way in my dreams, I'd stay asleep all the time! It was real, all right. I don't know if it was a man or a woman, but it sure was good. Whoever it was must have taken my panties."
"I'll have to report this, you know. There'll probably be a full investigation."
It took Kitty a few moments to realize that Faye was kidding. "Oh, you!"
Faye chuckled and blew Kitty a kiss.
They finished their duties aboard the plane and, along with the rest of the flight crew, caught the shuttle bus into the city. They sat together in the rear of the bus. Willie, the co-pilot, and the flight engineer sat in the front. Kitty was glad she didn't end up sitting near the engineer. Willie she could handle. She still didn't know what to do or say around the engineer.
She contemplated her actions over the past few hours. She had thought it bizarre when she fucked two different men in the same night at the party. How, then, could she describe what she'd done on the plane? Someone had eaten her pussy. She'd fucked Willie, then less than an hour later she'd fucked Dudley. Not in a bedroom in someone's house. In the cockpit and the first class cabin of an airliner. Right out there before the engineer, God, and everybody. Anyone of the passengers or other members of the crew could have gotten themselves a ring side seat to the show had they been so inclined. Now that was bizarre!
Strangely enough, the prospect of being caught in the act hadn't worried her. Looking back, she realized she had given it some thought. She just hadn't let it deter her. What would she have done had someone else come along and openly watched? As the engineer had done when she'd fucked Willie. It was doubtful she'd have stopped doing whatever she was doing at the time. What did that make her? An exhibitionist? Of course it did. There was no other way to put it. So, that being true, why was she so concerned about the flight engineer? The most he could do was ask her to go to bed with him. Which she could agree to or not. So what was the big deal?
She looked up and saw that the engineer was watching her. She smiled warmly. Nothing sexy to encourage. Just a plain warm smile to let him know that she could be friendly.
"Faye, what's the flight engineer's name?"
"Peter Barrington. He goes by the nickname Dickie."
"How can you get Dickie from the name of Peter?"
"One doesn't have anything to do with the other. It's what he's got, not who he is, that gives him the nickname."
"Okay, I'll bite. Tell me the rest of it."
"Well, he's got about nine or ten inches of cock. Very thick. Looks more like a salami than a cock." Faye giggled as she revealed that bit of information.
"Well, that's nice, but it isn't a show-stopper. The guy I used to go with was at least that big. I even learned to suck the damned thing."
"Again, girl, speak for yourself. Not all of us are lucky enough to have a horse stashed in the bedroom. Dickie knows how to use what he's got very well. He can park his shoes under my bed anytime he wants. Don't let him know you can suck one that size. He'll be after you all the time. His biggest complaint is that he can't find anyone willing to try that."
"I don't have a horse stashed in the bedroom anymore. All he wanted to do was put that damned thing in my mouth. Fun is fun, but that got to be ridiculous." She gave Dickie another smile.
They checked into the hotel and went immediately to their room. Flying north and south had never presented a problem for Kitty. East and west was another matter. They had crossed several time zones. Jet lag was creeping up on her.
"All I want right now is a hot shower and a long sleep," she told Faye. "What are you going to do?"
"Clean up and see a little of the city. I've got a map that I use on every trip. Keep marking off the areas I see. Got about half of the city covered so far."
"See you later than. Shall we meet for dinner?"
"Have you already forgotten that you promised to have dinner with Dudley?"
"Oh God, I did, didn't I? Well, breakfast then. When do we return?"
"Tomorrow night at midnight."
"Plenty of time," Kitty muttered. "For whatever."
CHAPTER FOUR
The steady, insistent ringing of the phone awakened Kitty. The sound became a part of the dream she was having so that it took a long time for her to separate it and understand that it was real. She knocked several items off the table before she fumbled the handset up to her ear.
"Hello," she mumbled.
"Kitty? It's Jack Dudley. May I come up?"
"What? What time is it?"
"A few minutes before eight. We do have a date for dinner, don't we?"
"Yes, Dudley, Sure. Listen, I lay down for a nap and overslept. I'll leave the door unlocked. Come on up and let yourself in. I'll be ready shortly."
"Okay. Hop to it. We've got a big night ahead of us."
It took Kitty almost thirty minutes to get herself awake and dressed. Fortunately, she'd taken a bath before she lay down. All she had to do was dress and apply her make-up. Dudley was standing by the window, sipping on a glass of whiskey, when she came out of the bedroom. "Good evening," he said. "You look lovely."
"Thank you. Sorry about oversleeping. The change in time got to me."
"No problem. Shall we go?"
He took her to a small, very exclusive, very expensive restaurant several minutes ride from the hotel. Kitty was impressed at once.
"Either you're a rich man or you're trying to impress me," she said teasingly.
"It could be both, you know. Or it could be that I'm making one grand gesture that will take every penny I have. In either case, you're worth it."
"Oh? And how do you know that? You don't know the first thing about me. What happened on the plane...." She stopped talking and blushed deeply. "What I mean is...."
"Does what happened on the plane embarrass you? Let's just say that it happened because of a strong physical attraction. On both our parts."
"Is that why you asked me out tonight? Because of what we did?"
"Nope. I'd have asked you out in any case. I am attracted to you. Very strongly, as a matter-of-fact. And perhaps I do know something about you. More than you'd ever imagine."
"How is that possible? I never saw you before last night!'
"I'm very good at telling a lot about people just by watching them. And looking at their features. I have a theory that the shape of a person's face, their mannerisms, their speech patterns, all those things tell a lot about them. So I watch and listen and evaluate. You fall into the category of someone who's well worth knowing.
"I'm not too sure I like being put in a cubbyhole, Dudley. That takes away my uniqueness."
"I haven't put you in a cubbyhole, dear. You can fit into the category I mentioned and still remain unique. Not so with everyone. Too many sheep running around out there."
"Well, in that case, I won't be upset at being put in a category."
"You shouldn't be. Your uniqueness is one of the things that attracted me to you. Take what happened on the airplane, for example. First, not many women would have done that. Those that would have don't, as a general rule, have your dignity, your savoir faire, if you will. You can do things like that and not appear cheap. I understand what I'm trying to say a lot better than I can express it. Am I making myself clear? Without insulting you?"
"Yes, I think so. At least I don't feel insulted." She laughed merrily.
"I like the sound of your laughter. I like a lot of things about you."
"Keep talking, Dudley. You're making me feel very special."
Their conversation continued through dinner, ranging over a wide range of subjects and ideas. Kitty explored his theory of people, interested in learning all she could about how he made his evaluations. He went into great detail and still she wasn't sure she understood how he used the system. What she did understand was that he wasn't blowing smoke up her ass just to get her into bed.
She also knew that she would go to bed with him if he asked. There was a very special feeling developing between them. A feeling that she seldom found. For the first time since she'd become a stewardess, she thought about what it would be like to find a man such as Jack Dudley and settle down to a more secure, settled life.
After dinner, Dudley took her to a nightclub for dancing and after-dinner drinks. It was after midnight when they arrived back at Kitty's hotel.
"Let me see if Faye is in," Kitty told Dudley as soon as they were in the suite. "We seem to be all alone," she said, returning to the living room. "At least the airline is nice enough to give us a suite instead of cramming us into one room. I always feel funny dating a guy and bringing him back to a room where we have to sit and look at the bed all the time. I mean, if I want to go to bed with him, I know where the bed is. If I don't want to, I hate to have the bed right there in plain sight. I feel so awkward then. like I can't say no because we're already in the bedroom. Does that make any sense to you?"
"Sure." He helped her out of her coat, then tossed his over the back of a chair. "Shall I order drinks from room service?"
"I don't really need one. Normally, I don't drink very much. Never felt the need for it."
"I thought so. You get your high from just being alive don't you? A natural high, you might say."
"Best kind in my opinion. No hangover that way."
On an impulse, she held out her arms. He took her hands in his. Pulled her to him. Her arms went around his neck. His arms went around her waist. She tilted her mouth up. He covered it with his. Her mouth opened under his. The tip of his tongue played over her lips, lightly caressing them.
Slowly, barely moving, his tongue made its way into her mouth. She found the experience very exciting. Slowly, tenderly, his tongue played around the inside of her mouth, exploring along her gums and teeth, over her tongue, on the roof and bottom of her oral cavity. She closed her lips and sucked on his lapper. He began working it in and out of her mouth, simulating a fucking motion. She let her lips stay together just enough to hold the long piece of flesh.
She could feel his cock rubbing against her lower belly. Her hips moved forward involuntarily, pressing her cunt mound against him. His hands slipped down to cup her ass, one cheek in each hand. He pulled her tighter. She moaned and sucked harder at his tongue. She opened her legs slightly and got the head of his prick between her thighs, then began to ride it.
One of his hands left her ass. He pushed her chest back from his and put the hand on her bulging tit. Soon her blouse was unbuttoned and his hand was exploring around inside.
Kitty pulled her head back and stared into Dudley's eyes. Her eyes smoldered with lust. Her thick sensual lips parted slightly, giving her a totally wanton look.
Dudley cupped one tit. "That's nice," he whispered. "I didn't get to see them on the plane."
"I'm glad you like them." She took her arms from around his neck, unbuttoned her blouse the rest of the way and pulled it off.
Dudley unfastened her bra and removed it. Kitty's dark nipples were fully erect. A flush showed on her throat and chest. Dudley felt first one tit then the other.
Kitty's sex flush deepened, her dark nipples getting so hard they almost hurt. Her legs opened. She squirmed her cunt mound against his cock bulge. Dudley fastened his mouth to her eager lips again. She shuddered. Her tongue coiled snake-like in his mouth.
Kitty unfastened her skirt and pushed it down. She kicked it aside. In her movements, her bra fell to the floor. Dudley's hand slipped between her thighs and settled on the alluring cunt mound. Kitty opened her legs some more. His fingers got under the leg band of her panties and touched her cunt. It was sopping wet and hot as fire.
Her arms went around his neck again. Her moans of joy were music to his ears. Two of his fingers slipped into her hot hole. Kitty whined and jerked her hips, thrusting on his fingers.
Dudley picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. He put her down on the bed on her back. Stripped her panties away and threw them aside.
"Open your legs," he commanded softly. "Show me your pretty pussy."
He moved to the foot of the bed and stared at her. Kitty slowly opened her legs, revealing her wet garden of pleasure. Dudley undressed as he looked at her.
"Wider," he said. "Spread it wide open."
Kitty spread her legs some more. She could feel the lips of her cunt separate. Her juice seemed to be pouring from her hole.
"Use your hands. Spread the lips."
Kitty was fully under his domination, unable to resist even if she had wanted to. No one had ever made her display herself this way. She felt absolutely wanton and depraved as she responded to his commands. Using just the tips of her fingers, she slowly pulled the lips of her cunt as far apart as they would go.
Dudley stared into the pink, hair-fringed maw of cunt flesh. His tongue ached to touch the inner places she was displaying for him. He licked his lips. His breathing became shallow.
"Play with it. Do whatever you do when you get yourself off."
She had never masturbated in front of anyone, even another woman. His words seared her mind; made her respond willingly. The middle finger of her right hand found her clitoris. Two fingers of her left hand delved into her cunt hole. Both hands began working at once. She wanted to come. Wanted to make herself "come. For him. For herself. For the whole damned world!
She wriggled around until she got her back against the headboard and half-sat, half-lay on the bed with her head elevated. She stared directly into Dudley's eyes. Opened her legs wider. Tipped her cunt up, pushing her pudendum higher, exposing herself to his full view.
Dudley heard the squishy sounds her fingers made as they worked in and out of her cunt hole. Kitty's eyes burned with lust as her fingers worked faster and faster. Her face flushed deeply. Her tits heaved and shook. Her hips undulated in rhythm to her finger-fucking action.
Her voice was husky with emotion when she spoke. "Is your cock getting hard? Do you like it when I do this?" She was more surprised than he was at her bold words. "Take your cock in your hand. Play with it while you watch me. I'll come for you."
Dudley hefted his prick in one hand. It had grown quite hard as he watched what the lovely woman was doing to herself. He gripped the hard shaft and started slowly stroking his hand up and down. Kitty smiled and made the fingers on her clit move faster.
Kitty pulled her fingers out of her pussy, then shoved them back in again, hard. Shejknew what it was going to feel like when Dudley crammed his prick up there.
The thought made her even more excited. Two fingers probed between her labia, moving and and out of her tight hole. Soon now, only a few more seconds, and she would give Dudley the sight he wanted.
"I'm going to come now," she announced hoarsely. "It's here! My come's here! I'm coming for you!" She suddenly began screaming as her orgasm started. Her voice got louder and louder as she came harder and harder.
Dudley watched her as her hands flew in and out of her cunt. Her body shook, her eyes rolled back in her head, and then she lost control of herself and bounced spastically on the bed.
He had gotten on the bed while she was coming. He knelt between her thighs, his head only inches away from her crotch. When her hands fell away from her cunt, he leaned forward and kissed it tenderly.
"You have a lovely pussy," he told her. "I like the amount of hair around it. And the way the inner lips protrude. That makes a pussy look so much sexier."
"Don't tell me you just want to look at it," she whispered teasingly. "Do you think coming once is enough for me? A come that I had to give myself, by the way."
"Looking isn't the only thing I'm going to do. But I'm a connoisseur of cunts. When I see one I particularly like, I take the time to admire it."
"You're weird."
"Uh-huh. And you like it."
"Can't you at least lick it between looks?"
"Don't rush me. I know what to do."
As if to prove his point, he leaned over and licked the full length of her slit, starting at the bottom, just in front of her asshole, and not stopping until his tongue was in the bushy hair beyond the top of her cleft.
"UmmmmmmmmmJ' she moaned. "That feels good."
"Of course it does. This will feel even better."
This time he parted her cunt lips with his fingers before using his tongue. He made his tongue very broad and slowly, very slowly, drug it along her gash. He spent the next several minutes doing that. His tongue passed over her clit each time it was at the top of her cunt, but he made no special effort to lick the hard bud. It had risen way out of its hood, standing forth like a small penis. Kitty's body jerked each time his tongue came in contact with what was a fairly good-sized clit. Before long, her hips were undulating and wriggling from side to side as she responded to his licking.
Juice was flowing from her hole in a steady stream. Her breathing had become very shallow. Unconsciously, her hands went to her tits to pull at them and pinch her nipples. Soon they were also standing up hard and pointy, as large as the end of her thumb. She was well on her way to having another orgasm.
Then Dudley stopped licking her slit.
"Nooooooo!" she wailed. "Don't stop!"
He ignored her plea. Getting on his knees between her thighs and very close to her crotch, he used the head of his prick in her slit. Up and down he rubbed the rubbery knob, the same way he'd used his tongue a few moments earlier. Again, when it became apparent she was close to coming, he changed tactics. Straddling her body, he used the head of his cock on her nipples.
Kitty looked up at him through lust-glazed eyes. "You're cruel."
She said it, but she didn't really mean it. She was truly enjoying what he was doing. It was the first time a man had really taken the time to do things to her so that she was almost begging for an orgasm. Always before it had been up to her to get off as soon as she could so she wouldn't be left hanging. Dudley was doing things for her pleasure only. Her heart overflowed with joy.
Dudley chuckled mischievously. "How badly do you want to come?"
"So much so that I can hardly stand it," she said, panting. "Are you going to fuck me now?"
"Hmmmm, " he responded noncommittally. It was a tempting idea, but he wanted her ready to climb the walls before he got her off.
It had always been his experience that a woman could be talked into doing just about anything if she received total physical satisfaction. He didn't have any kinky things in mind for tonight, but there was always tomorrow. And this nice young pussy was an exceptional piece of ass anyway.
He flopped on his stomach between Kitty's legs and glued his mouth to her twat. Tight and solid. His tongue began an erotic snake dance on her rigid clit. Being as big as it was, it was very easy to find.
Kitty's breath escaped in a great whoosh the instant his mouth closed over her cunt. When his tongue lashed out at her clit, she almost screamed with joy. Her hips began thrusting. Her thighs shook. Her face contorted. Her tits bounced and jiggled. She bucked and lurched at Dudley's face.
"Ohhhhh, my God!" she called out. Her hands flew to his head where they closed over his ears. She almost pulled them off in her rash desire to get his mouth tighter to her pussy.
Dudley's tongue continued stroking and licking Kitty's clit. He maintained the same pace. Kitty didn't. Her body movements increased in speed and intensity. Soon she was bucking and thrashing so hard he had to hang onto her thighs to stay with her. She moved around the bed, dragging him along behind her, totally unaware of what she was doing.
Loud, keening wails began pouring from Kitty's mouth. She came very hard. Eased off for just a second. Started coming again, this time deeper and harder. Now Dudley moved his tongue faster. Kitty's body matched his pace. Her orgasm built steadily, carrying her to incredible heights. She had been ready to come much earlier in the evening, soon after they started dinner. The wait, plus what Dudley had done to bring her up, combined now to make her come so hard she thought she was going to die.
It was a long time before her passions began to abate. She came down slowly. Ever so slowly. He stayed at his post, continuing to lick her clit as she eased away from the sheer precipice of passion. When at last she reached the bottom once more, she lay still and limp, unable to move a muscle.
"God damn!" she whispered.
Dudley gave her pussy one last long lingering lick.
"I take it you liked that."
"Did I ever!" she enthused. "I don't know when I've come that way. Or even if I ever have. Not many men know how to eat pussy like that."
Dudley kissed her full on the mouth, running his tongue deep into her oral cavity, making sure she got a good taste of her own pussy juice in the process.
"Did you like that?" he asked, breaking the kiss and looking into her eyes.
Her voice was soft as a gentle zephyr on a warm summer evening when she answered. It was also filled with admiration for this man for what he had done to her. "Yes. It's a very interesting taste."
"Have you ever tasted another woman's pussy?"
"No. Why do you ask? What do you have in mind?"
"Information."
"That's all you're going to say? No explanation?"
"No." He slid up over her, wrapping his arms around her body, and rolled over. "Your turn now." He released her.
Kitty slid down his body, her tits tracing fiery little paths on his skin as they were drug across him. His prick twitched when it passed between the two solid mounds of magnificent mammary flesh.
She skipped the finesse and time consuming play and went straight for his prick with her mouth. She jerked the foreskin back roughly. The action wasn't meant to hurt. She was simply acting out of passion. Her mouth slurped over the head of his prick and drew the stiff column of flesh deep into her mouth. The tip touched the back of her throat before she stopped. She sucked lustily for a few minutes, using her tongue like a wild animal.
Dudley made no move to stop her. When he had turned them over so she was on top, he had thought she was going to fuck herself on his hard cock. If she wanted to suck it for a while instead, that was perfectly all right with him. He lay still, his hands resting lightly on either side of her head. He let her suck with quick, ravenous strokes of her tongue and throat. His cock was a rigid bar of hard flesh, iron covered with velvet.
She pulled her mouth away and looked up, one hand stroking the shaft. "Do you want me to suck you off?"
"I want you to do whatever you want."
She grinned and continued playing with his stiff meat as she got to her knees and straddled his hips. Her grin was hot and lewd. She hovered over the end of his prick, her wet slit scant inches from the tip. Her ass went lower, just enough to put her hot cunt lips on his cocktip. Looking directly into his eyes with a hot, lusty stare, she slowly rubbed the tip of his penis back and forth through her soppy slot.
"I love to fuck, Dudley," she whispered passionately. "Did you know that? Did you know that I simply love having a nice stiff cock in my pussy?"
"I knew it the moment I saw you for the first time," he replied.
"Do you mean that I look like a cheap fuck?"
"No. I mean that I know when a woman-likes to fuck. There's nothing cheap about you."
Kitty was slowly going wild as she rubbed the head of his prick through her cunt lips. She was bringing herself right to the peak of madness just as Dudley had done earlier. When she had reached that point, she shifted her position and got the mouth of her cunt directly over his prick. The blunt head of his penis nosed between the drizzling lips of her slit as she gently lowered herself. She held onto the shaft of his prick, feeding it to her hungry cunt.
His cock slid in easily, inch by hard inch, into the hot maw of her throbbing sex. The pleasure for both of them was so acute that she arched her back like a big cat and suddenly let her body drop, taking his prick all the way to the balls.
"I think I can come right now," she whispered.
Dudley put his hands on top of her shoulders and pulled her forward. Her tits swung free, hanging over his face.
"What are you waiting for? Come all you want to."
Kitty began moving her cunt up and down the length of his hard fuck pole. Her ass rose and fell in a steady, even rhythm as she fucked herself with his prick. He tongued and sucked at her nipples, adding to her pleasure.
She kept her body bent way over so he could reach the thick buds of flesh. The better his prick felt in her cunt, the faster she fucked. Her knees slid a little farther apart, lowering her ass more so she could jam her cunt down far enough for the head of his penis to hit the bottom of her cunt on each down stroke. Dudley began thrusting his hips up, stroking into her in counterpoint to her movements.
Kitty closed her eyes and moved in unison to his strokes. With each thrust, she got closer and closer to another orgasm. Dudley's prick was hard and strong inside her. She couldn't sense any sign that he was going to come any time soon.
But she certainly was! When her ass was all the way down, their pubic hair mingled. She used the opportunity to scrub her clit through the coarse bush. The muscles of her cunt wrapped and unwrapped around the hard pipe of his dick, like soft lips trying to kiss the big veins that ran from the root of his prick to the head.
Suddenly she was spasming.
Her pussy clutched at his prick as though trying to milk it. She bucked up and down to increase her pleasure. Her cunt juice trickled out of her steaming cunt and down the length of his pole. She vocalized her pleasure. At the height of her orgasm, her body went completely stiff, unable to move even the muscles deep in her chasm.
Dudley put his hands on her ass and began pumping his prick up into her cunt with all his force. Each time he threw his hips up, he lifted her knees off the bed.
When her orgasm was over, she went limp. She lay like a rag doll on top of him as he pumped her pussy. The wetness of her cunt allowed him to slide in and out easily, going faster and deeper with each stroke. Kitty struggled to lift herself onto her elbows and looked into his face.
"Are you going to come now?"
"Not yet. You have to come again."
"My God, Dudley! You'll kill me! I've already come so hard. You came very quickly on the plane."
"Because I wanted to. Now I don't want to until you've come again."
"I'm not sure I can. I'm already so weak."
"Sure you can. Just concentrate on what's happening between your legs. You'll be coming before you know it."
She had to admit that he was correct. Her strongest lusts were being teased back into life by his hard, thrusting prick.
"I'll try," she whispered as she started to move her ass once more.
CHAPTER FIVE
Kitty's movements were feeble. It seemed to take all of her strength just to lift her ass. When she got it up far enough that his prick was about half-way out of her cunt, she relaxed and let her ass drop back down by itself.
"You're expecting too much out of me," she croaked. "I don't have the energy to keep this up."
"It's a case of mind over matter. Just tell yourself that you want to come again. You can do it."
"No I can't! You've made me come so hard twice now. I'm not used to coming that way. My energy's all gone!"
"Then hang on and enjoy the ride, lady!"
He grabbed the cheeks of her ass again and began humping his ass up and down, throwing a fuck into her that rattled her teeth .Her body jerked, her tits j iggled, and her knees left the bed with each up-thrust. He fucked her as hard and as fast as he could manage. Kitty let her chest fall against his, mashing her tits into flattened mounds. For a while, she had her arms around his neck. Then she let them fall free and lay on top of him loosely. She was still half-way on her knees, doing her best to support her ass.
She did just fine, too, until she started coming again. Her body became absolutely rigid, then suddenly went totally limp. "Uh, uh, uh, uh," she said. The sounds were being forced from her mouth each time his cock hit the bottom of her cunt. She couldn't scream this time. She didn't have the energy to do so. Her legs gave way. Her ass dropped down. Dudley ended up supporting her limp body as he kept driving his prick into her.
"Please, Dudley," she wheezed. "Please-don't make me come any more! Please!"
He stopped, his hard prick jammed into her as far as it would go. It was still as hard as an iron bar. His hands caressed her smooth bare ass.
Kitty feebly kissed his mouth, his cheeks, his eyes, and his neck. "I'll help you come soon, dear. Just let me rest a little while. I can't move!"
"Can I be of assistance?"
Dudley looked in the direction of the voice. It took Kitty longer to get her head turned. And longer yet to get her eyes focused.
"Faye? I didn't expect you back so soon. I thought you'd be out longer. I'm sorry we're...."
"Don't bother your pretty head about it, honey. Looks like it's a good thing I came back early."
"Do you really want to join us?"
"Be happy to if friend Dudley doesn't object. From what I heard just now, you haven't gotten his load yet."
"I might be crazy," Dudley said, "but I'm not stupid."
"That means yes," Kitty said by way of interpretation. "Yes, please join us."
"Yeah, that's what I thought it meant. You can be crazy all you care to, fellow. I don't want your brain. What I want is between your legs."
Faye immediately stripped and headed for the bed. "Thought I'd have to do myself tonight. Got left high and dry, dammit! Can you believe that? That nut I was out with got cold feet at the last minute. Said he couldn't do that to his wife. I told him he was expected to do it to me, not his wife. He didn't appreciate my humor worth a damn."
She crawled onto the bed and leaned over Dudley, her nipples grazing his chest. He reached out to fondle and cup them, one in each hand. She pressed her lips against his. She held his head between her hands as she slithered her tongue into his mouth. Dudley sucked on it, trying to capture it as she moved it around in his mouth.
Then she broke the embrace and straddled him, her hairy cunt inches from his face. She took her fingers and spread her cunt lips apart, revealing the pink inner flesh.
"Enough of that kissing stuff. How does this look to you?"
"It looks good enough to eat."
"You catch on fast! It tastes even better than it looks."
"I can hardly wait."
"Then stop talking and get to it," she admonished.
Kitty had gotten off Dudley's body while Faye was kissing him. She lay on her side, her head propped on her hand, and watched her friends. She couldn't believe it, but she was getting sexually excited again. Faye, especially, was turning her on. The more Kitty rested, the more she wanted to join the action again. Not knowing which way Faye was going, she waited.
Dudley grabbed Faye's hips, pulled her crotch down to his face, and mashed her cunt against his mouth. Lips against lips, so to speak. The touch filled Faye with exciting pleasure.
He slithered his tongue up into her cunt hole and kept it there, poking and probing it all around, filling his mouth with as much of her cunt flesh as he could.
Faye squirmed around and pressed her cunt down onto his face, leaning forward so she had a better angle between her crotch and his mouth.
Dudley reached up and cupped her swinging tit. His thumb and forefinger pulled at her hard nipple.
Dudley's tongue had moved from her hole to her clit, where it was busily mauling the bud of hard sensitive flesh. Faye's entire torso was inflamed with passion. He had no intention of stopping. He wanted her to come almost as much as she wanted it. As soon as she did, he was going to impale her on his hard cock and fuck her good.
Faye was a fast comer. She started vibrating her cunt on his mouth. Seconds later, she was yelling as her orgasm tore through her.
Kitty was drawn into the melee by a feeling she couldn't describe. Seeing her friend come so hard made her do things she wouldn't ordinarily think of doing. She reached out and took Faye's free swinging tit in her hand and began massaging it. Dudley was still doing the other one. Kitty even got on her knees, put an arm around Faye, and hugged her close.
Faye ground her cunt against Dudley's face and sucking mouth. Her fuck juice poured out of her hole in a small river. She smeared it all over his chin and cheeks and mouth in her excited movements.
Faye got off Dudley's face and started to get over his prick. He had other ideas. He moved with her, getting her onto her hands and knees. He knelt behind her, his aching cock swaying like the trunk of a small tree. He inched up behind her ass, taking it easy, in no frantic rush to wildly fuck into her cunt. He needed a good come, but he could take his time about it so she would enjoy it too.
"Uhhhhhh," Faye sighed, content to wait for him, the anticipation exciting. "I like it this way."
Kitty was on her knees at Faye's side, one hand busily working in her own cunt. She was about to burn up.
Dudley positioned the head of his prick at the entrance to Faye's cunt. He eased his hips forward, slowly feeding her hungry pussy some of his cockmeat. Faye sighed deeply once more. The puffy lips of her pussy opened to admit him. He eased his prick beyond the soft clinging velvet lips of her cunt, slowly fucking the remainder of his dick inside her.
"Lie down in front of her," he said to Kitty. "No reason why you should be left out."
"Yessss," Faye hissed excitedly. "Bring your sweet pussy here."
Kitty got on her back in front of Faye, her well-turned thighs parted wide. She scooted her ass under Faye's face, stopping when her cunt was directly below the redhead's mouth. She drew her knees up and let them fall to the side, opening her crotch completely. It didn't dawn on her to object to what Dudley had suggested. She would have been happy to get herself off while she watched Faye and Dudley fuck, but this was infinitely better.
Dudley let his cock soak in the tremendous heat of Faye's pussy for a few moments. Her pussy was like an oven, the heat of her depths sending hot flames licking down the entire length of his prick and igniting the smoldering coals in his balls. He groaned loudly. He was going to come soon. Very soon. And very hard. He looked over Faye's shoulder at the scene Kitty was presenting. Nothing excited him quite as much as watching two women get it on. He had half of that right now. As soon as he finished fucking Faye, he intended to get the other half as well. It was time Kitty learned to eat pussy.
Faye threw her head back, squirmed her hips back and forth. She was totally thrilled by his fucking prong. The hot eager muscles of her cunt tugged on the head of his pecker. And there was Kitty, lying there with her legs wide open, offering her cunt to Faye's mouth. Something Faye had been wanting for the longest time. She had to remember to thank Dudley for making this possible.
His cock dug through her tight pussy, the pressure of her hot cunt and twitching muscles staggering his mind.
Faye slid her hands under Kitty's ass and lowered her head. She traced the outline of Kitty's cunt with the tip of her tongue, feeling Kitty shudder.
"God, your pussy tastes good," Faye said softly. "Just like I knew it would."
"You're fantastic," Dudley said hoarsely. "Your cunt's as tight as a glove."
"Let's all come together!" Kitty urged. "Let's make the whole world come!"
Dudley fucked Faye in long, slow strokes. He had just complimented Faye on her cunt, but now he realized that Kitty's was just a tiny bit tighter, just a little hotter. He'd tell Kitty that later. Always compliment the pussy you're fucking was one of his mottos. He pumped her cunt, stroking the length of his prick in and out steadily.
Faye plunged deep into Kitty's burning cunt, her heart pounding fiercely as the wet essence covered her lips and tongue. She was fully aware of Dudley's cock fucking her cunt. She compared that to the way her tongue was fucking Kitty's cunt. The similarity thrilled her. It was as though the cock fucking into her from the rear was reaching all the way through her to delve into Kitty's hole.
Faye riveted her attention on Kitty's cunt, immersing herself in the delicious essence of the woman, probing the quivering walls with her tongue before she lavished frantic suction on Kitty's clit. Soon Kitty's body was running on auto pilot, jerking and bucking and twitching from Faye's oral ministrations. This pleased Faye tremendously. She wanted Kitty to come very hard. She was going to. Dudley was doing such a good job on her cunt. She would come in a few minutes.
Kitty churned wildly beneath Faye's fierce lips and tongue, gasping and contracting her cunt with ecstasy as Faye held tightly to her writhing ass and filled her mouth with Kitty's trickling essence. Kitty's orgasm was very close. She willed herself to relax and let it happen.
Dudley picked up the pace. He fucked deep, slamming his prick to the hilt with each vicious lunge. Swiftly he fucked Faye's cunt with mighty thrusts. She ground her ass back at him, urging him on. He heard her mournful cries of joy, muffled though they were by Kitty's cunt.
The fast volley of fucking stabs drove Faye wild. She grunted maniacally after each jab. Her head was swirling in a sea of passion, evoked by his flurry of glorious fucking stabs and Kitty's delicious cunt.
Kitty was the first to start coming. Her lusty bellows of joy bounced off the walls of the room. She grabbed Faye's head and held it tightly as her body went berserk.
Dudley's strokes became shorter and faster. His cock sliced into Faye's cunt fiercely. Then he slammed into her hard, holding his prick all the way in. Thick jets of jism shot into the depths of her cunt. He held onto her hips and ground against her up-turned ass.
Faye joined in the coming party. Her orgasm hit her like a thunderbolt. She soared into oblivion, spiraling up into the vortex of her orgasm.
Dudley dismounted, too spent to stay with Faye's churning body.
Faye clung to Kitty, her mouth glued to the woman's pussy, her hunger kindled anew by the fragrant moisture on her lips. She lost herself in a timeless, dreamy plateau as she licked delicately, turning to the swollen clitoris after a few minutes and seizing it firmly between her lips while her tongue fondled it.
Then, for no reason, her hunger went berserk. She pressed her face tightly to Kitty's hot thighs and vibrated her tongue in a frenzy, ignoring Kitty's cries, electrified by Kitty's flesh. She clung fiercely as Kitty tried to wiggle away and used her lips to suck wildly as her tongue lashed. Kitty began pounding on Faye's back with painful ecstasy. She screamed at the top of her lungs.
As suddenly as it had come over her, Faye's hunger dissipated. She released Kitty and rolled away, stretching languorously and licking her lips.
"I've been wanting to do that for ages," Faye said, sighing deeply.
"I thought you were going to kill me," Kitty responded. "You've got a wicked mouth, woman."
"You come hard. I like that."
"I'd like it if the two of you did each other," Dudley said.
Faye grinned at him. "You would, huh? Well, Kitty has never done a woman. She might not be willing"
Dudley looked at Kitty and asked, "How about it? Are you willing? Will you return the favor?"
"Right now I'm too worn out to consider doing anything but lying here and getting some rest."
"That's no answer. Faye ate your pussy and made you come so well. You should return the favor. Don't avoid the question."
"She told me I didn't have to worry about reciprocity when I finally let her eat my pussy. This is the first time she's had my pussy, you know. Isn't it enough that you got to witness that?"
"No. I want to be present the first time you eat another woman's pussy. We might never see each other again after tonight, so you have to do it now if I'm going to watch."
"Are you in the habit of fucking a woman and then just walking away?" Kitty was fighting for time. She still wasn't sure how she felt about putting her tongue in a pussy. Oh, she was curious. She just wasn't sure her curiosity was strong enough to cause her to act.
Dudley didn't mind bantering words with Kitty. He was determined, however, to talk her into eating Faye's pussy. Watching that act always turned him on. Now that he'd learned that Kitty had never tasted another woman's pussy, he wanted more than ever to cause it to happen because it would excite him beyond belief.
Faye decided it was time she got back into the conversation. Between them, she and Dudley would accomplish the goal of getting Kitty's head between her thighs. Faye found she wanted that almost as much as she had wanted to eat Kitty's pussy. She held Dudley's limp prick in the palm of her hand.
"Kitty, come here and taste this," Faye said. "It has my pussy juice on it, along with his come. You'll like the taste."
Kitty's heart skipped a beat when she realized that Faye was entirely serious. She could see the erotic mixture on the shaft of Dudley's cock. It had dried now, but it was still clearly visible. Her mind reeled under the excitement pulsing through her body. She now realized she wanted Dudley's prick in her mouth. Right now, more than she had ever wanted to suck a cock, and that Faye's sensual love-oil would make the act immensely more arousing. From there to eating Faye's pussy would be an easy step. Which is exactly what Faye was counting on.
Kitty quickly seized Dudley's tool and tilted it toward her mouth before she could change her mind. She had tasted her fingers after she'd played in her own pussy, so the taste of pussy juice wasn't entirely foreign to her. The taste of Faye's cunt was strongly erotic, inflaming her mouth and mind with lustful desire. Dudley was going to get his wish. She gobbled hungrily at the weapon as if she couldn't get enough of it. The taste of womanly juices, together with Dudley's own sex fluid, and the feel of the prick in her mouth, assailed her nervous system with thunderous blows of sexual desire. She was very anxious to do everything to please her two lovers.
Faye leaned over and tongued one of Kitty's nipples. Then she sucked on it, much as Kitty was sucking on Dudley's prick. When she took it into her mouth, Kitty began panting and arched her chest forward, crushing soft tit flesh into Faye's face.
Simultaneously, Faye caressed Kitty's stomach with her fingertips, eventually slipping her hand into Kitty's crotch.
Kitty thrilled when she felt her pussy lips being manipulated. She released Dudley's prick, took Faye's face in her hands, and kissed her girlfriend.
Their tongues dueled back and forth between mouths. Faye's hand became more insistent, her middle finger probing Kitty's slit fervently. It poked and prodded around, hitting all of the good places, making Kitty more and more excited, making her twist her ass around in response.
"Get her G-spot," Dudley said to Faye. "Make her come again before she eats you."
"We're going to do a 69," Faye mumbled as she broke the feverish kiss.
"Great, but you should still get her to come from the inside."
"Okay. You know a lot about a woman's pussy, don't you?" '
"Enough to keep them satisfied," Dudley said.
Faye pushed Kitty onto her back, knelt beside her hip, and went to work with her finger. After a few moments, she added another finger to Kitty's cunt, curled the tips up, and found that spot inside the vagina that acts sort of like the clitoris does outside.
Kitty's body immediately started bucking and heaving. She threw her legs far apart and whispered, "God, that feels gooooooood! Whatever you're doing, don't you dare stop!"
Dudley kissed Kitty's mouth, then began sucking her nipples. Between sucks, he said, "She isn't going to stop. Are you going to come?"
"Good God YEEEEEES!"
True to her word, Kitty's scream of orgasmic joy split the air. She writhed as she came, lost in the pleasure of the moment. Then, when Faye took her hand away, Kitty lifted her head and looked down at her crotch. She started to object that she was still coming and that Faye should not stop what she was doing.
The words never got out of her mouth. Faye was suddenly straddling Kitty's body, her cunt only inches away from Kitty's mouth. Kitty stared into Faye's red-haired hole, mesmerized by the sight. She licked her lips. Stuck her tongue way out. Wiggled the tip of her tongue in the air.
Dudley took hold of Faye's hips, pushed her ass down, and positioned her cunt over Kitty's mouth as Kitty lay back on the bed. He stared down between the cheeks of Faye's ass, his eyes wide with intense interest, as Kitty put her tongue in Faye's pussy.
Faye eagerly spread her legs so Kitty could slither her tongue up into the slit and keep it there. She put her head between Kitty's lovely thighs and once again tasted the girl's delicious essence.
At first, Kitty wondered about the strange taste as the tip of her tongue penetrated deep into Faye's cunt. Then she remembered that Dudley had come in the redhead a little while earlier. She was tasting his jism in addition to Faye's natural taste. The thought came to her that there was no difference in sucking come directly from a cock and getting it second-hand from Faye's cunt. She closed her mouth over Faye's pussy, took as much of it into her mouth as she could, and hungrily sucked it. Her tongue went in and out of the hot wet hole, avidly tongue-fucking her girlfriend.
They locked themselves together in a hot embrace, arms and legs entwined around each other, their bodies rapidly heating up with sexual fire. They ground their bodies together, each one intent on extracting the maximum amount of pleasure out of the other.
Kitty found that she liked the taste of Faye's cunt. It was different; terribly exciting in a strange way to be giving another woman sexual pleasure this way. She also liked the feel of her nipples rubbing into Faye's lower belly. She compared doing a 69 with Faye and doing it with a man. Faye's body was much softer. The way the redhead ate her pussy was also much different. Dudley was the first man Kitty had met who really knew how to suck a pussy. Faye was just as good, in her own unique way. Talk about having the best of two different worlds! She and Faye could do each other, then turn to Dudley for some more cock! She attacked Faye's pussy with renewed vigor.
Faye, being more experienced at eating pussy, held her orgasm off until she felt Kitty's start. Then she let herself go. They came together, two mouths busily lapping up the offering of cunt juice that poured forth from each woman.
Dudley watched the salacious scene, slowly stroking his cock with one hand, running the other hand over the bodies of the two women. His prick had gotten hard almost immediately when they started eating each other.
He pondered which of the women he'd fuck first when they finished with each other. Whichever it was, he was going to save part of his hard-on for the other one. He could hardly believe his good fortune.
CHAPTER SIX
As soon as the airplane reached cruising altitude, Kitty and Faye began checking with the passengers to see what they wanted to drink. They ended up back at the small galley together.
"Going to be a slow night," Kitty said.
"These late-night flights usually are, especially in first class. That's one reason I try to stay on them. Never get overworked that way."
"Yeah, I see what you mean. Grand total of six passengers. Five men and one woman. Wonder where she came from."
"Probably a discount fare. The men are obviously flying on business. When she flies late this way, she can go first class for about the same amount of money as daytime coach. Every penny counts these days. Did she ask for a drink?"
"No. Said she wanted to sleep. Give me those. I'll serve everyone. You take it easy. Last night was kinda rough on you."
"Last night was wonderful!" Faye said, chuckling sexily.
Kitty blushed. She knew Faye was talking about what they had done together as much as she was talking about what Dudley had done with both of them. The three of them had finally drained each other along about daylight. Kitty had no trouble sleeping that day.
"You're terrible!" Kitty said in mock embarrassment.
"I'm good!" Faye rejoined. "As you found out."
Kitty served the drinks and then joined Faye in the back of the cabin. They sat in the last two seats where they could be alone and still see the cabin.
"You surprised me last night," Faye said. "I really didn't think you'd do it. Even with Dudley egging you on.
"Yeah, I surprised myself, too. It's like sucking cock, I guess. Until you've done it, you have no idea what it's like. I sort of got caught up in the whirl of things, too. Watching you come on his mouth was a real turn-on."
"Did you like doing it?"
"I did it more than once, didn't I?"
"And how! You got better each time, too. By the third time, I couldn't tell you hadn't been doing it for years. You're a fast learner."
"Well, women have a built-in advantage, you know. I just did to you what I like having done to me. What did you think of the way Dudley ate pussy, by the way?"
"He's pretty damned good. For a man. Until last night, I'd never found a man who could do it as well as a woman can. He's a real find. You should make every effort to keep him on a string."
"I have the distinct feeling that no one, least of all a woman, keeps Mister Jack Dudley on a string. Or keeps a string on him." A call light came on in the front of the cabin. "Oooooops, gotta go. That's the handsome guy in 3A. Did you get a good look at him?"
"Sure did. My motor started racing as soon as he came through the door."
"Hmmmm. Mine, too. Maybe I'll have to check him out."
"I thought you got your fill last night. Pardon the pun."
"That was last night. This is now." Kitty hurried along the aisle to seat 3A. "Yes sir, what can I do for you now? Coffee? Tea?"
The man grinned. "You're supposed to end that by saying "Me?'. "
"Okay. Coffee, tea, or me?" Kitty felt very bold. She was also horny again. This man turned her on. Surely they could think of some way to take care of that problem.
He patted the seat. "Sit down here and let's talk about it."
"I can think of things that are a lot more fun than talking."
"So can I, but I wasn't sure you wouldn't scream your head off."
"Oh, I do that only when I come." Kitty blushed deeply. She had never been this bold before. After last night with Dudley and Faye, something had changed in her. She felt more uninhibited, less hesitant to go after what she wanted. Why leave it to the man to make the first move? He might never get around to it!"
The man was momentarily flustered by her boldness. So much so that he actually blinked several times as though trying to clear his head. He took a deep breath. Swallowed hard.
"And do you come very often?"
"Every chance I get," she responded, more sure of herself now. She had made it over the rough spot. "I love it. Probably as much as anything I do." She put her hand in his lap. Felt for the lump of cockmeat. "How about you? Do you like to come?"
"Of course. Have you ever met a man who doesn't?"
"Not that I can remember." His prick was beginning to stiffen. She opened the zipper and fished inside his pants. Extracted his prick.
He looked down at her hand holding his dick. Looked into her eyes. Leaned back in the seat, pushing his ass forward slightly. He changed his mind and sat up again. Used both hands to unbutton her blouse and push her bra up out of the way.
"God, those are beautiful," he said with a deep moan. "You really are built."
Kitty smiled her thanks for the compliment. She started working her hand up and down the shaft of his prong. "You're built pretty well, too. I like cocks. Especially good-looking ones." Her hand moved a little faster. She squeezed and released as she stroked him.
"You know how to jack one, don't you?"
"Learned in high school. Kept the boys from wanting to put it in me."
"Uh-huh. That happened to me a lot, too. Do you still do it for that reason?"
"No way! It's only a prelude, or in some cases, a necessary substitute now. I like to watch a man come."
"like now? Go ahead and jack me off."
"Wouldn't you like to fuck me?"
"Of course, but there's no way we can do it here."
"That's what you think." She put her palm loosely around the bare head of his prick and continued moving it up and down.
His hips bucked so hard he almost slipped out of the seat. "Damn!" he hissed. "That feels good!"
"Sort of like a tight pussy, right?"
"Yeah. Keep doing that."
"Nope. We're going to do something that'll give me some pleasure, too. Meet me in the second toilet."
Before he could answer, Kitty was out of the seat and on her way along the aisle. She didn't bother to close her blouse. Her full, heavy tits swung and bounced as she walked .Inside the little room, she removed her panties and put them on the shelf by the sink. Just as the door opened, she put her right foot on the lid of the stool, pulled her dress up around her waist, and pointed her bare ass at the door.
"Better get your pants out of the way. The zipper'll tear me up."
She looked back over her shoulder as he opened his belt and let his pants fall around his ankles. His cock sprang up, fully hard. The room was so small that the tip touched her ass.
He reached between her legs and stroked the soft pink lips of her pussy. Slipping his middle finger between her cunt lips, he pushed it deep into her. The inner walls of her cunt were dripping with juices and his finger went in with ease. He wiggled his fingertip around.
"Don't keep me waiting," Kitty hissed. "Give it to me!"
"MY pleasure," he murmured, releasing her and taking hold of his stiff prick.
His cock jutted out from his body, the head broad and swollen, blue veins running along the solid shaft. Kitty reached back and put her hand on the shaft, above his. heart-shaped ass pointed directly at him. She wiggled it seductively. She moved her feet as far apart as she could get them in the confined space. "Come on. Don't keep me waiting. Do it. Fuck me!"
Her bawdy words seemed to be the catalyst he needed. He rubbed the head of his prick along the cleft of her buttocks. His member was stiff and engorged as it rubbed against the satiny-smooth flesh of her ass cheeks. He reached between her legs and caressed her hairy pussy again. The pink lips peeked out lewdly at him.
Kitty was sopping wet, inside and out. He rubbed her pussy and she shivered and moaned when his fingers brushed against her clit. Touching the head of his dick to her pussy lips, he pushed forward. The broad head of his member separated the lips as it entered her.
Kitty pushed her hot, tight pussy backward in response. He wrapped his hands around her hips and shoved forward. She moaned as she was being penetrated. He thrust in until he was buried completely, filling her pussy full.
"Oh, baby!" he gasped. "You're so hot! So hot and juicy! A real hot bitch!"
She shoved her ass back, indicating that he should fuck her, not talk to her.
He pulled back, his cock gliding back into view as it emerged from her clinging pussy lips. He withdrew it until only the knobbed head of his prick was still inside her. He stayed in that position for a moment.
Kitty wiggled her hips again. "Come on. Don't tease me. Fuck me!"
He gripped her hips and held her in position as he thrust deeply into her pussy. He shoved his prong in until his pubic hair was scrubbing against her ass.
Kitty braced her hands against the wall in front of her and sighed. "That's the way," she said encouragingly.
He reached under her and fondled her full, hanging tits as he fucked her hard. His thrusts were deep, hard, and often, rocking them both back and forth under the fast pace of his hard driving strokes.
Kitty's face glowed with pleasure. Getting fucked this way was really turning her on. Each time he thrust into her, she seemed to get hotter and wetter. Her own juices were dripping down her inner thighs, squeezed out by his rampaging prick.
He thrust in and out with the regularity of a machine. His face was flushed and his chest heaved with the exertion . A churning knot of tension in his belly was warning him that he was about to dump his load of come into the woman's lovely snatch. Releasing her tits, he slid his hands down to her crotch, thrust two fingers between her cunt lips, and found her clit.
The instant he started rubbing her clit, Kitty moaned. "Oh, dear God, that's good!"
He started thrusting faster, all the while rubbing her clit with a furious motion. Her tits bobbed and swayed in time with his thrusts. Panting for breath, she squeezed her face into a mask of ecstasy. She pressed her hands against the wall so hard it seemed to bend. She emitted a thin, high wail of pleasure.
His balls were swollen and his gut was twisted in knots. With one last mighty heave, he slammed into Kitty's cunt as far as he could go and then held himself tight against her ass. His cock erupted, pouring hot sperm deep into her pussy, covering her sleek pink membranes with his milky essence.
Kitty grunted from the force of his final thrust and started her own orgasm, punctuated by a hoarse scream of passion. She shoved her hips back, eager for every little drop of love juice he could pour into her.
They held their positions, quivering against each other, until he was drained dry and Kitty's orgasm had subsided. They were both gasping so loud it sounded like a leaky steam radiator.
Kitty sighed deeply. Pulled herself erect. His prick slid out of her pussy and hung limp and red, well oiled with semen and pussy juice.
"What a way to fly!" he croaked.
"Be a good boy and run along now so I can clean up," Kitty said, keeping her legs close together so his come wouldn't run too far down the inside of her thighs. He had really given her a load. She was sure it would gush all over the place the moment she moved.
"You had me worried, girl," Faye said. "I was beginning to wonder if something was wrong."
"I wasn't in there by myself," Kitty replied, grinning.
"Oh-ho! I saw him come out, but I thought you were in the other one. How was he?"
"Not bad. I've had better, but I've also had some a hell of a lot worse."
"Why don't we really liven up this boring flight?"
"How? By dancing in the nude up and down the aisle?"
"Not a bad idea, but I meant something different. See those two guys sitting together about half way back."
"Yeah. They probably work for the same company."
"It doesn't matter. Why don't we have a little contest to see which of us can make them come the most times?"
CHAPTER SEVEN
'And just how are we supposed to accomplish this feat?" Kitty couldn't believe she'd heard Faye correctly.
"We simply tell them what we want to do. You don't for a minute think they're going to say no, do you?"
"No, I meant how are we supposed to make them come?"
"Oh, well, by hand, by mouth, however you wish."
"Sounds kinky. And wild. You've done this kind of thing before, haven't you?"
"Of course. How about it? You willing?"
"If it's a contest, there has to be a prize. What do you suggest?"
"Hmmm, that's a tough one. Never worried about a prize before. We just did it. So. What's something we don't already have, or don't usually get? How about if the loser has to help arrange for two men to fuck the winner? At the same time, of course."
"How about if the loser has to arrange an orgy and see that the winner gets two men at the same time? If I lose, I want to watch you take on two men at once, but I don't want to be left out, either."
"Sounds good to me. Let's go."
Faye led the way down the aisle. Both men were awake, talking quietly. Faye gave them a dazzling smile.
"Gentlemen, my friend and I have a bet as to which one of us can make one of you come the most times. If you'd like to help us settle the issue, get those pants down and we'll get on with it."
The men looked at each other in stunned silence. They couldn't have been more surprised had someone told them they'd each won a million dollars in the lottery. Then there was a sudden flurry of action as they began divesting themselves of clothes. Faye put her hand on the leg of the one nearest the aisle.
"Whoa, fellows. Don't strip. This is a public airplane, after all. An orgy would be nice, but we could go to jail if anyone walked in. Just push your pants down."
They reluctantly agreed with the wisdom of her words. The two women gave the cocks a good look as soon as they were bare. Fortunately, neither man was a phallic pygmy.
"Tell you what," Kitty said. "Let's change places after we make them come the first time."
"Okay. Little variety never hurt, did it?"
Kitty slid between the men's knees and the seat and got on her knees in front of the man sitting by the window. Faye followed her, taking the man sitting on the aisle.
Kitty lifted the man's half-hard prick to her mouth. Her lips moved from the base of the organ, kissing it until she reached the purplish head. The tip had swelled a little more. Her pink tongue flicked out and caressed the slit end. The man groaned as he felt her moist, wet lips surround the bulb. Her teeth grazed the underside of his shaft and he hunched his hips forward so his ass was on the very edge of the seat. His cock was rapidly reaching its maximum fullness.
Kitty cupped his balls with her hands as she ran her tongue along the fleshy prick. With gentle fingers, she stroked his ball sac and let one hand slip back into the crack of his ass while her lips suckled the bulbous end of his dick. She let her tongue tickle quickly over the glans and trace the ridge of flesh while her lips puffed out and went around the tip. She cut her eyes to the side to see how Faye was doing.
Lady Luck was smiling on Faye that evening. She had drawn a rabbit. Only moments after she put her hand around the man's pecker, he had started coming. Now her hand was flying up and down the half-hard shaft, finishing the job.
"Well, shit!" Kitty exclaimed.
Being a good sport, she resumed her oral ministrations on the cock in front of her. With an audible slurp, she sucked the bulb completely into her mouth and began hungrily pumping her mouth up and down the shaft.
"Oooooh, yessssss!" the man hissed. "Suck that cock!" He was too engrossed in what was happening in his own crotch to think about his seatmate.
The combination of Kitty's mouth and tongue on his turgid cock and her hands on his balls and ass drove the man rapidly toward orgasm. She was more skillful than most of the women he knew who gave head and he had stumbled into this. She was a great cocksucker, in fact. He wasn't going to last much longer.
Suddenly, the man came. The first thick, hot glob spattered down Kitty's throat. Gobbling and bouncing her head rapidly up and down, she drained every drop of his sticky cream and swallowed it.
When she had finished with the man, Kitty stood and said to Faye, "Looks like you're a sure winner, but I'm going to give it my best shot."
"He already has," Faye said, referring to the man she'd just jacked off. "But who knows what'll happen."
As it turned out, it was Faye who had trouble with her man. Kitty had done such a good job of draining him that he had nothing left. Faye tried every trick in the book without success. His cock simply wouldn't get hard. He simply couldn't come again.
Kitty was more fortunate. Her man may have been a rabbit when Faye worked on him, but he was also a rabbit when Kitty got to him .His prick was hard almost immediately.
"Well I'll be damned," Kitty said. "Maybe you're one of those guys who comes fast and gets hard fast. Rabbits can come several times in the space of a few minutes.
How can you do it?"
"like a water faucet," the man wheezed. "Turn me on I come right away."
"We'll see. Faye jacked you off. Guess you'd like to be sucked off this time, huh?"
"Yes. God yes!"
Kitty gripped his dick with one hand. Held it straight up. She lowered her head. The man waited for her lips to touch the head of his pecker. Tense expectation and eager anticipation gripped him. His mind reeled with wildly erotic thoughts. This was the first time he'd taken this flight. Talk about beginner's luck!
Her lips closed over the head of his cock. He felt her fingers delve between his thighs. She began toying with his swollen balls. Then he felt his prick sliding up into the warm recesses of her mouth. She swallowed and sucked. The man gasped. A sweeping wave of pleasure moved through him. A mouth was so much better than a hand. He would have been hard pressed to choose between a mouth and a pussy at that moment. He got pussy at home.
His legs twitched convulsively. He put his hands on her head. He tried to ram his cock straight down her throat. She resisted by tightening her neck muscles. The best he could do was push her head down slowly. Soon her face was buried in his crotch and his prick was far inside her mouth. Her tongue curled around his shaft. Her throat tightened around the head. The effect on his cock was electric. She pulled at the organ with her mouth. Her hand played with his nuts, gently rolling them around in her palm. One of her fingernails scratched the space immediately behind his balls.
"Goddam!" he croaked. "You're gonna get your mouth filled, girl."
The wet sound of her sucking mouth filled his ears. He patted Kitty on the head.
Kitty shook her head from side to side, pushing his prick around. He arched his hips and pushed his cock toward her face. She pulled at his dong so hard he felt his come being drawn along its length, just like soda being drawn through a straw.
"Yeah, yeah," he panted. "You're gonna get it now! Here it comes!"
He was true to his word. His sperm spurted into her mouth. Not a lot, but enough. Kitty took the first shot, then drew her head back to let the second spurt pop up in the air to prove to Faye that he had really come.
"Who would've thought it," Faye said, partly in disgust. "Never can tell, can you?"
"Marry me," the man pleaded with Kitty. "Come home with me."
"I can't cook," Kitty said teasingly.
"Hells bells, woman, my wife can cook!"
"That's what I thought. Just what would your wife say if you drug another woman home with you?"
"I wouldn't let her say anything. She can't suck cock the way you do. She'd have to agree to it."
"You mean she won't suck cock the way I do," Kitty replied. "Everyone is capable of doing it. Maybe you don't do her right, so she doesn't feel she has to return the favor. You do eat her pussy, don't you?"
"Yeah, sure. Sometimes."
"Uh-huh. And I'll bet it's more of a lick and a promise than anything else. Does she ever come while you're eating her?"
"Well, no, she never has. But that isn't my fault."
"like hell it isn't! I'll just bet she'll act like a different woman if you take the time to really do her right."
"She says she doesn't like it."
"What she means is that she doesn't like the way you doit. If you don't know how, askher what feels good to her. Or get one of your friends to do it while you watch."
"What? Let another man get to her pussy? With my approval?"
"Of course. What's wrong with that? If you're not doing it right, some other man's probably doing it anyway. You might as well learn something from it."
"You're out of your head! She's not that kind of woman."
"Don't take any bets on it!" Kitty retorted. She got up and left before she said something she'd be sorry for. She'd already said too much as it was. She couldn't help herself, though. Whenever she heard a man say a woman didn't like this or that, she knew who was at fault.
Faye joined Kitty in the rear of the cabin. "You were pretty rough on him, weren't you?"
"I guess so. Should I go apologize?"
"What in the world for? I didn't mean you shouldn't have said what you did. I just said you were pretty hard on him. Looks like you're the winner. When do you want your party?"
"We've got a four day layover coming up. Why not then? Will that give you enough time?"
"Sure. I already know who I'm going to invite. Have you met that hunk, Roger? He qualified for the frequent flyer program on this flight alone. He's also been after my ass for the longest time. I've held him off before, but now will be a good time to let him have what he wants!' you held him off?"
"I'm not really sure. I think it's because I'm afraid he wants more of a permanent relationship than I do."
"That's foolish. Unless, of course, he's married. I don't mean you shouldn't let him get into your pants just because he's married. That would present complications for a permanent relationship, though."
"I'm not sure I'm ready for anything even closely resembling permanent. I'm having too much fun the way I am."
"Yeah, I thought that way, too. Then Dudley came along. I've never believed in love at first sight, but I just might have to revise that way of thinking. I've never met a man quite like him."
"From what I saw, and felt, he's special all right."
"You should have been around earlier in the evening."
"I should have been there before I got there, huh?"
"Something like that." Kitty's laugh was merry. "But back to your situation. Is Roger married? Are you sure you don't want to explore something with him? This job tends to get old now and then. Having an ace in the hole would be nice."
"He isn't married. As to the rest of it, I simply don't know." Faye turned as the one woman passenger in the first class cabin approached.
"Hi. What can I do for you?"
"I want to talk to you about something."
"Okay. You could have turned on your light and I would have come to your seat."
"This is very private. I don't want anyone else to hear."
"Oh? Is something wrong?"
"I saw what you did with those two men."
Kitty jumped in to help Faye. They both had the same fear at the same instant. This woman could cause them to lose their jobs if she talked out of school.
"What do you think you saw?" Kitty said, taking great care not to let a challenge creep into her voice.
"I saw you... I saw their, their things and what you did to them."
"That's a very serious allegation, Miss...? "
"Alice. Alice Jennings. Mrs. Jennings."
"Well, Alice, that's a serious thing to allege," Kitty said, still keeping her voice level. "It's pretty dark in here. Are you sure you aren't imagining things? I mean, you could be mistaken."
"I'm not mistaken. And I wasn't dreaming. I saw what I saw. And I know what I saw."
The lack of animosity, the lack of a threatening tone, mystified Kitty and Faye. Whatever Alice was getting at, it didn't appear she was going to make trouble for them.
"Okay, suppose we concede that," Faye said. "What then?"
"It made me very horny. I've never seen anyone do that before. I thought all those rumors about how wild stewardesses can be were just rumors. They aren't, are they?"
"Is this kiss and tell time? What are you going to do with any information you might get from us? Are you a reporter or something?"
"I'm a CPA. I'm not going to cause any trouble for you. I also heard you talking about a party. An orgy." Alice blushed. "I want you to invite me. I've never attended one."
"That can be arranged," Faye said. "Give me your address and phone number before we land."
"You'll have to call me at my office. I don't want my husband to know what I'm doing. He wouldn't understand. And he wouldn't go with me if I told him."
Kitty and Faye grinned. Another married woman who wanted to kick over the traces and get a little variety. Well, so be it. Alice looked like she'd be fun if they could get her to let her hair down.
"And that's it? That's all you want?"
"No. I told you, I'm horny. I want something now."
"Uh-huh. You go that way, too, do you?" Kitty was mildly interested. Alice wasn't a beauty queen, but she wasn't a dog, either. Faye had broken the ice. She wouldn't mind a little variety, either.
"Oh no! I mean I don't see anything wrong with swinging both ways, if that's what turns you on, but I've never done it with another woman. I don't think I can."
"So what is it you want? Do you want us to get you into the flight cabin so you can have a go at one of the flight crew?"
Alice blushed deeply, "I'd be too shy to do that. I mean, the others would be right there, wouldn't they?"
"Yes. There's no privacy up there." Faye frowned. This woman wanted to attend an orgy, but she didn't want to fuck in front of anyone now. "I still don't understand what it is you want now."
"Will one of you.. .can one of you.. .well, maybe you can use your hand." Alice blushed again-this time, furiously. "I think I can do that. I think I'd like to do that."
"Shall we go back to your seat?" Kitty asked. "lean take care of you there."
"Oh no! We have to do it somewhere in private. I'd just die if anyone saw me. Us."
Faye nodded to the back of the galley. "It's small, but it is private. Especially with the lights low."
Alice inspected the area, then nodded her head. She took a deep breath. It took her a few moments to screw up her courage. Then she moved swiftly to the back of the galley and turned to face Kitty, who had followed her.
"What do I do?" Alice said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Relax and let me do everything," Kitty said softly. "I'll take care of you."
Alice smiled timidly. She was so nervous she was visibly shaking.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Relax," Kitty said soothingly. "You'll like it."
"I've never done anything with another woman before."
"So? You've played with your own pussy, haven't you."
"Yes. Some."
"Well, then you know what it's like to get yourself off that way. I'm just going to do what you do to yourself." Kitty suddenly had a strong desire to do a lot more. It wasn't possible, given the circumstances, but she still wished she could. Eating Faye's pussy had really done something to her way of thinking and acting.
Kitty put an arm around Alice's waist and snuggled her close. Her other hand pulled up Alice's skirt far enough for her to get her hand under it.
Alice recoiled from Kitty's touch. Kitty stopped, her hand resting lightly on the woman's thigh. On the front of her thigh, away from her pussy. No need to rush. They had plenty of time before the plane landed in
Miami.
When she felt Alice relax again, Kitty moved her hand farther up her leg. She touched the leg band of Alice's panties. Her hand moved up higher. Alice held her breath. Fear played around her eyes and mouth.
"Open the front of your dress," Kitty said softly. "Open it and push your bra out of the way."
Kitty wanted to give Alice something to do. She also wanted the woman to participate more actively in what was happening. If she had the nerve to open her dress and bare her tits, she'd be okay. If not, Kitty could stop right there because she'd never get her hands between Alice's legs anyway.
After a moments hesitation, Alice unbuttoned the front of her dress. It took more courage for her to push her bra up, but she finally managed to do so. As her tits fell loose, Kitty sighed and leaned over, her tongue flicking across each nipple in turn.
Alice almost jumped out of her skin. At first. Soon, however, she had pushed her back tightly against the wall and was actually pushing her chest forward. Kitty was getting turned on, too. More so right that moment than Alice was. Alice was getting there, though. Boldly, she hefted her tits and pushed them to Kitty's mouth. Her nipples tautened to full erection immediately.
Encouraged by Alice's sudden action, Kitty slid her hand to the top of Alice's panties and pushed it down inside. Alice didn't shy away when Kitty's hand touched her pubic bush. Instead, she opened her legs a little.
Kitty slipped a finger up into the woman's cunt. The subtle aroma of hot, aroused pussy wafted up around Alice's body. She opened her legs a little farther.
Kitty put two fingers in Alice's cunt. Then three. Her thumb sought and found Alice's clitoris. It wasn't very large, but it was obviously very sensitive. Alice inhaled sharply and jerked hard when Kitty touched the button.
Kitty tried to finger-fuck the woman, only to find the position too constricting. She withdrew her hand from Alice's crotch, removed the woman's panties, and pushed her legs far apart. Taking Alice totally by surprise, Kitty kissed the woman full on the mouth. Her tongue darted into Alice's mouth. After a moment, Alice began sucking on the tongue. The kiss was long and passionate, bringing Alice to a higher peak of passion.
Kitty broke the kiss and began eagerly sucking at Alice's stiff nipples. In the meantime, her hand rubbed over Alice's belly, down the inside of one thigh, back up to the crotch, where it gently caressed the pubic bush and pussy lips, then down the inside of the other thigh.
"Your nipples are so big and hard," Kitty murmured between kisses. "You-like having them sucked on, don't you?"
"Yes," Alice said in a tiny voice.
Kitty wished she could see Alice's pussy. To do so, it would have been necessary to remove the woman's dress. She didn't want to do that. She had to content herself with feeling of it.
"Your pussy's all wet," Kitty said softly as her hand reached Alice's crotch again. "Your pussy lips are standing wide open. Does it take you long to come?"
"Not usually. I mean...."
"That's okay. I know what you mean."
Kitty slipped two fingers into the top of Alice's gash and found her clit again. Alice put her arms around Kitty's neck and held on tight as Kitty's fingers began moving over the hard, sensitive bud.
"It feels so good," Alice whispered. "I'm on fire!"
"Then burn, lady, burn. The fun's just starting."
Kitty ran her fingers up and down the long slit of Alice's pussy, spreading juice from one end to the other. When she had the gash thoroughly wet, she attacked Alice's clit with furious finger action.
Alice's juices were flowing freely. The aroma of her pussy was like a sexual perfume filling the air of the small galley. Her body twitched and shuddered as she responded to Kitty's fingering. She bent her knees, dropping her body lower, then tilted her hips forward, turning her pussy up so Kitty could make better contact with it.
Kitty fingered Alice's pulsating clit slowly, steadily increasing the pressure and the rate of her finger movements.
Alice moaned, "Oh, yes! I love it!"
Kitty worked her clit faster. Alice's body responded by humping and jerking. Kitty licked Alice's tits and nipples. Then she kissed Alice on the mouth again.
Alice put her hands on her own tits and began pinching and pulling her thick, stiff nipples. Kitty smiled. Alice was really into the action now.
When Alice began moaning, Kitty knew the woman would come soon. She worked her fingers over Alice's clit faster and faster. By twisting into an awkward position, Kitty managed to get her other hand where she could stick three fingers up Alice's cunt.
Alice really went wild now that Kitty was finger-fucking her with three fingers and mauling her clit with two more. Kitty got her rhythm down pat and gave her full attention to pleasing the woman.
This was a strange turn of events Kitty hadn't expected. She had been sure Alice was asleep earlier when she and Faye had sucked those two men. No harm had been done, however. And the way Alice was responding now was a good sign. She'd probably be a lot of fun at the orgy. Kitty wondered what her pussy tasted like. And if she'd get a chance to find out.
Something, a slight sound, a movement that she caught out of the corner of her eye, made Kitty turn her head. She looked directly into the eyes of one of the male passengers. Not one of those she and Faye had played with earlier. One of the others.
Without skipping a beat in Alice's pussy, Kitty looked around for Faye. She was nowhere in sight. Too bad. The man would have to wait. Kitty gave him a smile and returned her attention to Alice.
The man had come back to the galley for a cup of coffee. When he saw what Kitty was doing to Alice, he forgot all about the coffee. He wanted some sexual action. He opened his pants and pulled out his cock. It was partly hard already. He began stroking it as he watched the two women, getting it fully hard. As soon as they were finished with each other, he was going to get in one of those pussies.
They looked so great he wanted to touch one of them right now. The stewardess was closest to him. The other woman was backed against the wall and was getting more than enough attention from the stewardess. He moved closer. He continued lightly stroking and pulling at his prick with his right hand. With his left hand, he bunched up Kitty's skirt and lifted it. Dame Fortune was smiling on him tonight. Her bare ass came into view. He wasn't even going to be faced with the problem of getting her panties out of the way. He had no way of knowing that Kitty had removed them earlier so another man could fuck her. He wouldn't have cared in any case.
He began caressing Kitty's ass. Her backside cheeks felt as smooth as silk. Smoother than any woman's ass he'd ever felt. He wondered if stewardesses did something to make their skin so smooth. In the past, every time one of the stewardesses had leaned over in front of him, he'd wanted to put his hand on their ass and rub. Now he was getting the chance to fulfill that fantasy. What's more, the ass he was rubbing was bare! This was the one he was going to fuck. That was another fantasy. The other woman would just have to find herself a cock someplace else.
Kitty pushed her ass back as the man ran his hand all over it. She looked around and confirmed that he was still playing with his prick. She gave him a big smile of encouragement. Maybe he'd jack off while she did Alice. That would be a real turn-on!
The man felt every inch of Kitty's bare bottom, then ran his forefinger along the crack of her ass. Kitty's purr of contentment and shivers told him she liked it. He pushed his finger down through the deep trough then palmed her crotch. His fingers seared her pussy. Kitty opened her legs enough for him to spread his hand. Two male fingers slipped into her cunt hole. His hand suddenly left her crotch.
Kitty thought he was going to watch and play with himself. She would rather have him play with her. Which was just what he was going to do. He stood very close behind her, stooped just enough to get his prick into her crotch from the rear, and began slowly working the rod back and forth, sawing it across her pussy lips. Now he had both hands free. He tucked the hem of her skirt in the waistband all the way around, put one hand in her crotch from the front and the other hand on her ass. The hand in front immediately began caressing her cunt while the other hand rubbed her ass. His hips continued their slow movement, working the shaft of his prick back and forth along the bottom of her cunt.
Kitty almost swooned. While the man was careful not to touch her clit for fear of setting her off, what he was doing was stimulating enough to make her come.
Alice looked down and saw the head of the man's prick poking out between Kitty's thighs. Her eyes widened in surprise. Then her eyes got wider yet. She started coming. Her moans of pleasure quickly became screams of ecstasy as Kitty's busy fingers shoved Alice over the brink into a pink abyss of deep carnal pleasure.
Kitty jumped in fright when Alice began screaming. She quickly glued her mouth over Alice's to cut off the sound before someone else joined the party. She couldn't take a chance that whoever came on the scene might find it agreeable. Especially if someone in coach heard the noises and came to investigate. They would surely make a fuss about the service the first class passengers were getting. Better to be safe than sorry. Besides which, she liked kissing Alice. She tongue-fucked Alice's mouth as her fingers worked on the woman's clit.
Alice came so hard her legs almost gave way. Kitty supported her with the arm around her waist and kept at her clit until Alice's body stopped jerking and twitching. As Alice's orgasm tapered off, Kitty played with the woman's pussy, pulling at the inner and outer lips and running her fingertips up and down the hot slit.
"Ohhhh," Alice panted, "that was good! Thanks. I needed that."
"You're welcome," Kitty replied. "It was fun doing you. Too bad we aren't someplace where we could have really gotten it on."
"Oh, I don't think I could do that!" Alice protested. I mean...
"Sure you could. You liked it well enough now to come for me. You'd be surprised what you can do." Kitty was speaking from experience. It hadn't been that long ago that she had gotten it on with Faye for the first time.
Kitty now turned her attention to the man between her thighs, making her cunt pour out a copious quantity of juice.
Earlier, she had been sure she was too tired to come again anytime soon. The feel in her crotch, from his prick and his hand, made her realize how wrong that supposition was.
CHAPTER NINE
Kitty pulled away from the man and turned to face him. His rigid prick waved in the air, sticking out from his open pants like a junior-sized flag pole. Kitty smiled weakly. She had already surrendered to the inevitable. She had to have that cock. But it had to be in her pussy, not in her mouth.
"How are we...? "
Before Kitty could finish the question, the man stooped over, put his arms under her legs, and lifted her. He pushed her back against the wall, then let her slide down until her crotch was just above his prick. He tried to hold her there and get his prick into her at the same time. He ended up not doing either very well. Kitty started slipping down the wall. He couldn't hold her and get his hand on his cock at the same time. She couldn't reach his cock because she was in such an awkward position.
Alice stepped forward so she was standing by Kitty's leg. She giggled with embarrassment. Blushed furiously. "I'll help," she said, her blush deepening in color. She grabbed the man's prick and pointed the head at Kitty's pussy.
The man lifted Kitty back into position. Alice got very bold. She touched Kitty's pussy. Timidly. Then with a more determined touch. She spread the lips of Kitty's pussy with one hand while guiding the head of the man's pecker with the other. Pecker made contact with pussy. Alice didn't remove her hand right away, but kept it on Kitty's pussy long enough to feel the prick slide in.
Kitty wrapped her legs around the man's waist. She hung onto his shoulders with both hands. Exactly how he was going to fuck her was up to him. She was turned on; really eager for a good fucking, but the position he had her in kept her from being much help.
As soon as Alice got the head of the man's prick into Kitty's cunt, Kitty whimpered and wiggled her hips, desperate for him to stuff all of it inside. She looked over at Alice and smiled, grateful for her help.
Alice hesitated, wondering if she should leave or stay. She wanted to stay. To watch the man fuck Kitty. When Kitty smiled at her, she knew she would stay.
Kitty was aware of a madness overtaking her.
The man grabbed Kitty's hips, moved them around until his prick came into contact with the whiskery hairs of her cunt and he was properly positioned. Then he pulled her down. His prick slid up into the warm sheath of her cunt with ease because her hole was so well oiled.
Her cunt spasmed around the hand tube. She gasped and pulled at his shoulders.
The man began fucking his cock in and out of Kitty's tight cunt hole in rapid, short strokes. There was no comparison between the tight young slit he was now fucking and the one he had at home. There was no finesse in his actions. Only brute force. He had been about to come before he got his prick into Kitty. The tightness, the heat of her inner recesses, brought him right to the edge. Fortunately for him, Kitty was just as close to coming as he was. Playing with Alice's pussy had gotten her worked up to a frenzy.
Kitty clung to the man like an erotic animal. Her arms were around his neck and her fingernails were digging into his flesh. With each upward thrust of his hips, he could feel the glans of his swollen prick bang against the mouth of her womb. The walls of her cunt wrapped around his prong like a rubber glove.
Neither one of them cared if someone came along and found them in such a position. They were too horny, too steamed up, to give a damn for anything but the raw pleasure the greedy strokes were giving them.
Alice's presence was an additional turn-on for Kitty. It became even more so when Alice decided to do more than merely watch. She opened the buttons of Kitty's blouse, got the stewardesses bra out of the way, and began playing with her big bare tits. Kitty almost swooned.
Alice was timid in her playing for the first few moments. Then she got a lot bolder. She started kissing, then sucking, Kitty's nipples. Then her hands went under Kitty's ass. She rubbed and caressed the bare flesh of Kitty's buns and even went so far as to play around with the man's dangling balls.
The man was ready to come at any time. He held off until he had Kitty's pussy throbbing and dripping. Then he pushed her over the brink into a mighty orgasm. He made a few more quick strokes and the orgasm tore through Kitty like a bolt of lightening. It started in her crotch and spread rapidly over her whole body, ripping through her with vicious force.
Alice's mouth on her nipples and the woman's hands on her ass increased Kitty's pleasure. It was the hardest she had come since Dudley had fucked her.
Kitty's orgasm triggered the man's. He came so hard he couldn't stroke into her cunt. They clung together and bucked and twitched and jerked as his prick emptied itself in her deep receptacle of love. In the process, Alice got her hand wet with the combined juices.
The man released Kitty. She put her feet on the floor, then just sort of oozed down the wall until she was sitting with her back to the wall. Her legs were too weak to support her. She sighed deeply, leaned her head back, and closed her eyes. Enough was enough. She was worn out. Totally. Completely. No more fucking tonight or she'd pass out.
She wasn't completely through, however. The man put his hands on the wall and stood in front of Kitty, straddling her legs. His limp, wet prick hung down in front of her face.
Alice closed her wet hand over his prick and pulled at it. She skinned it back all the way and stared at the naked head.
"Lick it clean," the man said, turning his hips toward Alice.
Alice couldn't do that. She was still too inhibited to suck on a cock that had just come from another woman's pussy. She didn't know of any reason why that other woman shouldn't suck it, though. So she tugged on the man's pecker with one hand and lifted Kitty's chin with the other.
When the head of the man's dick touched Kitty's lips, she opened her mouth in an unconscious gesture. The man pushed his hips forward, giving her about half of his cock to suck on. With her eyes still closed and her mind still not fully registering what she was doing, Kitty sucked half-heartedly at the limp prick.
Alice continued to hold onto the prick. She moved it around in Kitty's mouth, getting as much of it cleaned as she could manage. She watched with lust-laden eyes as Kitty's mouth worked.
Kitty sat against the back wall of the little galley for quite a while before she found the energy to move. Even then she had to struggle to her feet. She saw that Faye had returned and was talking to one of the passengers in the forward area of the cabin. She started up the aisle to the lavatory. She saw that the man who had fucked her a few minutes earlier was sitting with Alice. On closer inspection, she saw that Alice was leaning over the man's lap, avidly sucking his cock. The top of her dress was still open and the man was playing with her tits as she mouthed his prick. It was stiff again, so Alice was going to get a drink of his come.
After cleaning up as well as she could, Kitty left the lavatory. She stopped by the man who'd fucked her in the lavatory earlier that evening. It seemed to Kitty that it had been at least a week ago. So much had happened in such a short period of time. She'd done nothing but engage in sexual activity since the plane left London.
"Well, hello," the man said, grinning. "To steal one of your lines, may I be of service?"
Kitty patted his head and gave him a nice warm smile. "You already have been. If I don't get some work done, I'll be out of a job. You haven't seen my panties, have you? I thought I left them in the lavatory earlier."
"You did. I have them in my pocket. Do you want them back?"
"Why don't you keep them as sort of a reminder of your flight."
"Thanks. I'll get a hard on every time I look at them."
"Or get in trouble if your wife finds them."
"No chance of that happening. She left me last year. Said I traveled too much. Such is life."
Faye took Kitty's arm and pulled her into a seat at the rear of the cabin.
"Are you trying to fuck yourself to death?" There was no malice in Faye's voice. She wasn't angry. Just curious. And worried about her friend. "There will be other flights, you know. You don't have to do everything on this one."
"I'm sorry, Faye. Have I pushed my work off on you? It's been so quiet, I thought it didn't matter if I took a little time."
"I'm notupset about that. Nobody's wanted anything. Except of course the passengers you've been servicing. I'm worried about you, girl. It's awfully easy to get hooked on sex. Just as hooked as on dope. Do you know what you're doing? Can you handle it?"
Maybe I don't know what I'm doing, Faye. I think I lost control for a while there. Thanks for the reminder. And thanks for caring."
"Listen, you know I'm in no position to preach. I like to fuck as much as the next person. It's just that I don't want you getting in trouble. You weren't able to carry on this way on the Rio flight, were you?"
"No. That was a daytime flight. Always crowded, too. Oh, I had some wild times in Rio itself, but never on the plane. The wildest thing that ever happened on the plane was when I was able to jack a guy off under a blanket. That happened only once, though."
"You've got to be more careful, Kitty. Company inspectors do ride these flights, you know. They're very capable of letting you do whatever you want, then reporting it. Leaving out their part, of course. They don't want to get fired for participating. One time of picking the wrong person and you're gone. No other airline would ever hire you if you were released for that reason."
"I know, Faye. As I said, I just got carried away tonight."
"Not just tonight, Kitty. On the flight over, too."
"But you participated tonight, too, you know. With those two men."
"Yes, Idid. Had it stopped at that, there wouldn't be cause for me to say anything. What I'm trying to say is, just take it easy. Makea date to meet a guy after the flight if he turns you on that much. That's what I do."
"You're right, Faye. That's what I'll do in the future."
CHAPTER TEN
Kitty didn't have to worry about making a date with one of the passengers for the immediate future. There was a message on her answering machine when she got home. Jack Dudley had called the day before and left a phone number he wanted her to call.
Before calling, Kitty checked her watch. She had left London just before midnight. That was London time. It was now just past two in the morning. Miami time. Weird! Those damned time zones were playing tricks on her again. She didn't think she'd ever get it all straight. Maybe she should go back to the Rio flight. For more reasons than one. Too late to call Dudley now. Or too early, depending on how one looked at it. She'd call after breakfast. Whenever that turned out to be.
A long hot shower was just what she needed to refresh herself and give her a feeling of having been renewed. She was a very fastidious person. Her activities on the plane had left her feeling unclean. Not because she'd engaged in sexual activity. It wasn't that kind of unclean.
She felt sweaty and sticky.
One of the things she and Faye had agreed upon when searching for an apartment was that they had to have two bedrooms. There were, after all, times when privacy was of the utmost importance. More especially because they'd both had the experience of being left out in the cold by men who simply couldn't bring themselves to fuck in front of other men. Kitty had never understood that. She didn't have any trouble fucking if there was another man or another woman present. Until the other night in London when she'd eaten Faye's pussy, she'd never gotten it on with another woman, but their presence certainly hadn't bothered her. In fact, it had seemed to add something to the act.
As Kitty passed the door to Faye's bedroom, she heard a steady humming. She knew instantly what it was. Faye was using her big vibrator again. Just as she did every time she got horny and didn't have a man handy.
Kitty had seen her fleetingly on several occasions. She had quickly withdrawn at those times, being too embarrassed to stick around and watch the climax. This time, she wanted to watch. She opened the door and quietly entered the room.
Faye was lying on the bed, thighs spread wide, repeatedly plunging the big dildo up into her cunt. She held the vibrator with both hands, brought the nose between her thighs, pointing up, and introduced it into her sensual cleft. She grimaced expressively as the rounded tip bit into the mouth of her cunt. The highly charged opening had already begun to flow heavily, producing a lubricant that was slicker than anything artificial.
"I like it when you watch," Faye purred as Kitty stepped into the room. "Take off your robe so I can look at your lovely body while I get myself off."
Kitty felt a Shockwave of erotic pleasure beat through her loins as she slipped the robe off her shoulders and tossed it aside. She spread her legs, a firestorm of lusty eagerness burning between her thighs. She let her hand find its way to her crotch. She began playing with the lips of her cunt as she watched Faye. Her flesh was incredibly sensitive. Far more so than she would have expected after her activities on the plane. Just the lightest touch sent heady gusts of passionate delight beating through her nervous system.
Faye watched Kitty closely and continued driving the big tool up into her cunt. When she had the tool almost buried inside her body, she flicked the switch on and began thrusting it in and out of her wet hole. She also put a finger on her clit and started massaging the taut bud. Her orgasm hit her instantly. Her mouth fell open. She yelled out her pleasure, holding the vibrator in place and working her finger madly over her clitoris until her cunt had given its last throb of frantic, pulsing fulfillment.
Kitty hadn't come, but she had gotten her own cunt to start flowing like a small river. When Faye stopped coming and looked at Kitty once again, Kitty consciously preened herself. She fluffed up the hair in her crotch and held her shoulders back to make her tits stand way out.
"Come over here," Faye croaked.
Kitty positioned herself directly in front of Faye and thrust her hips forward. The fluffy triangle of cunt-hair couldn't conceal the gaping, wet lips of her excited pussy.
Faye ran her hand up the inside of Kitty's thigh and stuck a finger in her cunt. Kitty sucked in a quick, deep breath and shuddered.
"I wish I had a real cock," Faye whispered. "A really big one, so I could fuck it all the way up your sweet little cunt! Do you want me to use the vibrator on you?"
"Okay, if that's what you want, but I'd rather have your tongue in me." Kitty found it difficult to talk. Excitement constricted her vocal chords.
"That sounds better to me, too. Get up here and feed your pussy to me."
Kitty climbed onto the bed, straddled Faye's chest, and moved her cunt into position over the woman's mouth. Using both hands, she spread her cunt lips wide open and slowly lowered her hairy box to Faye's mouth.
As Kitty's cunt was moving toward her mouth, Faye said, "Feed it to me, girl. Fuck my mouth!"
Kitty quickly complied, wanting to feel the warmth of Faye's mouth against her hot pussy. She held the tender lips far apart and brushed them over Faye's lips.
"Ohhhh," Kitty grunted, charged to the limit by that sensuous contact. "Eat it, Faye! Eat it up! Fuck your tongue in me!"
Faye stabbed her tongue in Kitty's hole a few times, then quickly found the girl's hard clit. Her tongue had barely made contact with the sensitive knob when Kitty started coming. The girl's lightening-fast response took Faye by surprise. Unable to believe that she had already brought Kitty to orgasm, she was momentarily unsure of what to do next. She did the right thing by continuing to work the tip of her tongue over Kitty's clit, gradually moving it down into the steamy, juicy cleft between the swollen lips. Then she moved it back up to Kitty's clit and began working it with light strokes. Kitty gave a final weak scream of anguished pleasure and then collapsed, rolling onto her side.
Faye kissed Kitty full on the mouth, then ran her tongue over the girl's lips, giving her a deep taste of her own pussy. Kitty grabbed at Faye's tongue with her lips, pulled it into her mouth and sucked the flavorful lapper. Faye pressed her pussy mound against Kitty's thigh, fitting her cunt against the shapely limb with an easy, natural move.
Faye got her leg between Kitty's thighs and pressed her throbbing cunt against Kitty's. Kitty could feel the liquid, utterly sensual warmth flowing from Faye's pussy, infecting her own slit with an erotic tingling. She responded immediately to that stimulating sensation.
Kitty thrust her pelvis up and rubbed her cunt in circles over Faye's hot cleft.
"Ahhhh, yeah, baby, fuck me," Faye moaned. "God I need to get off again!"
Faye took the initiative, even though she'd urged Kitty to do the fucking. She ground her pussy against Kitty's for several moments, then twisted her head down and began sucking at Kitty's nipples.
Kitty responded with breathtaking eagerness, cupping her tit in one hand and lifting a shoulder to make the offering still more intimate. She gasped wildly as Faye's tongue moved over her lustily stiffened nipple, provoking her with raw sexual power. She humped her ass up at Faye's pubes with renewed vigor.
Within a short time, Kitty felt the lustful tremors again begin erupting from her cunt. Faye felt it, too. Her legs tightened as she worked her cunt on Kitty's. She ground her pussy against Kitty's, wanting her own climax as Kitty got off. They continued to fuck each other frantically, each knowing the importance of stimulation at that critical moment. After several minutes, Faye fell back, her body an inert mass of jellied flesh.
"Don't stop!" Kitty pleaded desperately. "Turn around and get on my face. Feed me your pussy. I want to fuck you with my tongue!"
Faye would have been a damned fool to turn down such an offer. She turned quickly, put her pussy over Kitty's face, and lowered her hips.
Kitty lifted her knees and spread her thighs wide apart so Faye could get her head between them.
Faye's skilled tongue began digging into the juicy folds of flesh between Kitty's quivering thighs, exciting her in a drastic, irreversible way. Spurred on by the tempestuous sex-storm taking shape deep in her cunt, Kitty pulled Faye's pussy down to her mouth and devoted herself to her own work.
Every movement of Kitty's tongue brought new and more exciting motions to Faye's ass. Kitty stabbed her tongue deep into Faye's cunt. The taste she encountered almost made her blood boil. Before, Dudley had been present and Kitty had been eating Faye's pussy as much to please him as for her own pleasure. Now she concentrated solely on Faye's pussy, on her own unique taste and feel. Her tongue worked up and down the hairy slit, dipping into the soppy honey-hole and lashing at the distended clit.
Faye distributed her attention much as Kitty did, adding a fillip of pushing a finger into Kitty's cunt. She continued to finger-fuck the girl while tonguing her pussy with long tender movements that soon had their inevitable result.
Working together, the two women sucked each other into paroxysms of orgasmic pleasure. They both lost count of the number of times their bodies were wrenched into voluptuous outbursts of sexual frenzy.
When they finally rolled apart, limp and spent from the strenuous upheavals of sexual delight, they curled up beside each other spoon-fashion and rested.
"I can't believe I got so turned on," Kitty said. "Not after the things that happened on the plane."
"That's the way it is sometimes with a woman. You just want to go on and on and on, sucking and fucking till you're totally worn out. You were very good tonight, by the way. Much better than the first time you ate my pussy."
"Dudley was present that time. I think he distracted me a little. This time, I just concentrated entirely on you. I guess we don't always need a man now that I'm willing to eat pussy."
"Speak for yourself, girl! I always love cock. Getting it on with a woman is fun, and a lot better than resorting to a vibrator, but there's simply nothing in the world like a good stiff cock stuffing your pussy."
"Would you believe that I didn't really think you were bi until the other night when we got it on with Dudley? I thought you were just teasing me."
"You're sometimes very naive. It's refreshing, though, to find someone who's not burned out by life."
"Burn out is one of the things that frightens me the most, Faye. I see so many girls lose all interest in life after they've been in this business a while. I wonder if being a stewardess isn't almost as bad as being a call girl. Not that there's a direct connection, but from the stand point of burning out. We do the same things over and over again. There's no excitement, no variety."
"Is that why you suddenly started acting the way you have been lately? Are you trying to avoid burn out?"
"Sure, that's one reason," Kitty said, her voice reflecting the seriousness she felt. "But I also enjoy sex."
"So do I. Probably more than you do. But you've got to be more careful than you have been. I won't say much about what you might do to your job since I've already had my sermon on that. Strangers can be dangerous, too, you know. You never know where they've been or what they've been doing, let alone what they might do. Watch yourself."
"You're right, as usual. I hadn't even given that any thought. Pretty silly, huh?"
"Stupid is more like it."
"Damn, Faye, for a friend you're pretty blunt."
"That's what friends are supposed to do, Kitty. If your best friend won't say anything, who will?"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Kitty slept later than she had intended to. She called Dudley, made a date for that evening, then took another shower. She had brunch at a small place near the mall, then did some shopping. She returned home late in the afternoon and checked in with the airline.
That phone call brought Kitty a big surprise. The line was closed down. A strike had been called. The baggage handlers had been trying to reach an agreement on a new contract for several weeks. Negotiations had broken down the day before. When the handlers walked, so did all the other unions. Management couldn't muster enough executives who had the expertise and experience to keep the planes in the air, so they shut down. There was no word on when the issue would be settled.
Kitty got ready for her date with Dudley. Faye hadn't returned by the time Kitty had to leave, so she left Faye a note, telling her to call the company. Let her find out all the news for herself. That way Kitty wouldn't have to write a long letter and possibly leave something out.
During dinner, Kitty told Dudley about the strike.
"I know," Dudley said. "Tough for you, huh?"
"Well, not for a while. I have some money saved. But if it goes on very long, I'm going to be in trouble."
"Let me know if you run short. I can probably manage some help."
"You hardly know me, Dudley. Why would you want to take such a chance?"
"In my business, I have to make quick judgment calls. I trust you. In fact, we wouldn't be together right now if I didn't. I don't date women I can't trust. Not to be putting you down, but there are plenty of you out there. A little patience is all it takes to find one I can trust."
"Is that all there is to our relationship? Trust?"
"Nope. There's like, too. Trust came first, though."
"What exactly is it that you do, Dudley? I think I asked you that question in London and didn't get an answer then, either."
"Oh, this and that. Maybe I don't trust you that much yet." He laughed, but it was obvious he meant what he said.
"Okay, I'll accept that. For now. If we keep seeing each other though, you'll have to tell me."
"No, not just because we keep seeing each other. We have to develop a relationship. A special relationship. Then I'll tell you whatever you want to know."
"You sure are different than the other men I know."
"Yes, I suppose I am. I try to be different." He signed the check for the meal. "Now, would you like to go dancing? Slumming? What's your pleasure?"
"How about home? You can take me slumming another time. Maybe even to one of those dirty movies I've read about."
"Why not the real thing? There are some good live shows in this city. Your place or mine?"
"Yours. I want to see where and how you live."
"I hope you haven't mentally put me in some lush joint in the expensive part of town."
"I haven't, but you make it sound like you hang out in some dive."
"I live on a boat." He watched her face carefully, looking for any sign the news disturbed her.
"Really? What kind of boat? Where do you dock it?"
"A houseboat. On the Miami River. Actually, I own a lot where the dock is located. Plan to build a house some day. In the meantime, I tie up the boat there and live on it."
"Is it big enough to take out to sea? Could you take me for a ride, or a sail, or whatever you call it?"
"Sure. It's fine as long as I stay on the Inland Waterway. You'd better see it before you start asking to go someplace, though."
The boat was much larger than Kitty had imagined it would be. There were two bedrooms. A large master suite with its own bath and a smaller, but comfortable, bedroom next door. Kitty fell in love with the boat immediately.
"Wow! This is something! I'd probably never build a house if I owned this."
"That's part of the problem with me," Dudley replied, pleased by her reaction. "I'm so comfortable here, I don't seem to get around to hiring a builder."
He fixed drinks and took one to Kitty, who was standing at the large glass door that led onto the deck. He had left the air conditioner on so the inside was cool and comfortable. In Miami, where there was usually only one month of winter, an air conditioner was a necessity, not a luxury. Even on a houseboat.
Instead of taking the drink from him, Kitty put her arms around his neck and tipped her head up for a kiss. He put the glasses down and wrapped his arms around her. His lips covered hers. Quick tingles tiptoed through her cunt when their lips met. His tongue snaked between her lips into her mouth, where it was met by hers. She arched her crotch forward so she could rub her mound against him.
He cupped the cheeks of her ass and drew her closer. A hard tremor shot up her legs to her cunt. She opened her mouth wider and his tongue action quickened. Her lips clung to his mouth, fastened there by her mounting lust. Her tits ached, her nipples were as hard as finger tips.
She broke the kiss, all atremble. "I like you, Jack Dudley. I feel comfortable with you, as if I'd known you for years."
"Good. That's what I want. The more relaxed you are, the better you'll enjoy what happens."
"What is going to happen, Dudley? What are you going to do now?"
"You want it straight and blunt, don't you? That turns you on, huh?"
"Yes! Oh, yes, it does! Tell me!"
"I'm going to eat your pussy and fuck you and put my cock in your mouth. Not necessarily in that order. In fact, I think I'll come in your mouth first." He stepped away from her and sat down in a comfortable chair. "Undress."
Kitty started tearing at her clothes, eager to comply; eager to get naked for him. She wanted him to admire her body.
"Slowly, Kitty. Make it last. Be seductive."
She caught on quickly. He wanted her to tease him, just as she wanted him to talk dirty to her. She willed her hands to go slower. It took her almost ten minutes to get down to her panties, bra, garter belt, and hose.
"Leave the garter belt and hose on," Dudley said. "Play with your nipples as you remove your bra."
He looked as cool as a cucumber. Kitty wondered if he was getting turned on at all. She got the bra and panties off, playing with her nipples and pussy as she removed the garments. She stood before him then in garter belt, hose, and high-heeled sandals, displaying her body proudly. When her hand slid back into her crotch and began fingering her pussy, his eyes lit up.
"Aha! You can get excited," Kitty teased. "You've been sitting there like a wooden Indian all this time."
"You like fingering your pussy, don't you? Do you masturbate often?"
Kitty inhaled sharply when he asked that question. She'd never talked to a man about such personal things. She continued fingering her cleft, then touched her clit. Her entire body trembled.
"Answer my question."
"Sometimes," she whispered.
"Why just sometimes? Don't you like to come?"
"Yes, but I don't often need to do it that way. This way. I like cock better."
"Or a woman's tongue." His comment hit her dead center. It was true, now that she'd gotten into that with Faye. She'd even hoped Alice would do her. "Do you like to finger-fuck yourself?"
"Yes," she said, her exciting showing in her voice.
"Spread your legs. Show me how you do it."
Kitty was so totally turned on she was unable to resist obeying him. He was striking at the core of her, and she was enjoying it; wishing for more. Her flesh was alive. The nagging, insistent pressure in her clit drove her on.
She spread her feet, opening up her thighs so her pussy was fully visible. She slipped a fingertip between the lips of her pussy and started frigging her clit.
"I'm sure you do more than that," Dudley said, his voice level and matter-of-fact. "But forget that for now. Come here and undress me."
Kitty moved in a daze of erotic bliss. She took his hands, pulled him to his feet and began undressing him.
When she got down to his shorts, she hesitated, the grabbed the waistband and pulled them down. His cock jumped out at her, like one of those crazy-clown things in a jack-in-the-box. The big difference was that his cock wasn't wearing a funny hat. It had a big purple head, though.
She pushed him back into the chair and got between his legs.
She stretched up, lifting her lips and opening them. He covered her mouth with his. His desire swelled higher as he slid his tongue into her mouth, tasting her sweet saliva and feeling the inside of her mouth with the tip of his tongue. His hands moved over her body hungrily, feeling her tits and pulling at her hard nipples.
Kitty caressed him with both hands as she held her mouth open for his tongue, sucking and nibbling at it as it slid in and out of her mouth. His stiff cock thumped between her heavy tits.
Kitty broke the kiss. Her soft, damp lips moved to his shoulder, then down his chest. Her hands touched his sides with feathery caresses. His cock swelled, twitching and throbbing as the sensations from her kisses and caresses flowed through him.
The tip of her tongue touched one of his nipples, then her hot lips covered it. She sucked it, one of her soft hands moving down his stomach and into the hair at the base of his belly.
She wrapped her fist around his prick, bringing a deep groan from him. She bent lower, running her lips down his body. The touch ofher wet lips and the tip of her tongue made fiery sensations roar through him. He groaned again as she tightened her grip on his cock and slowly stroked it.
Kitty's spirits soared as she heard his moans and groans, immensely pleased with herself. For a reason she couldn't identify, much less explain to herself, she wanted desperately to please this man; to make him enjoy this time with her as he had never enjoyed a woman.
She hovered over his cock, cupping the shiny, swollen head between her hands and looked at it hungrily. Her lips touched the head of his prick. Her pink tongue circled it and stabbed at the slit in the tip.
His hips jerked up, thrusting his prick more toward her mouth. She opened her mouth wide, lowered her head, and began swallowing his prong.
His body started jerking when she exerted a sucking pressure in her mouth and began moving her head up and down, pressing his cock between the roof of her mouth and her tongue. She tried to flatten the rubbery head with the pressure ofher tongue. He had never felt anything so exquisite.
"God, lady, you're some kind of cocksucker! That's wonderful!"
She removed her mouth from his cock. "I'm the best, fellow, the absolute best. Are you ready to come? I want to drink your come. Give me lots of it."
Without waiting for an answer, she returned her mouth to his cock. This time, though, she took just the head into her oral cavity. She tightened her lips behind the head and started moving her head up and down. Her movements were slow and exaggerated. Her mouth went way down the shaft, then back up, stopping just behind the cockhead. It was like being jacked off with a pair of hot lips. He loved it!
When she added a hand to the fray, he was a goner. She wrapped her hand around the shaft several inches from the base, then began moving it in counter-rhythm to her mouth.
His cock expanded rapidly, then blew its top. Great gobs of come spurted into her mouth. She swallowed noisily and continued to work both her mouth and her hand up and down rapidly. His body jerked and bucked uncontrollably.
She sucked his come out with a fierce suction. Every drop he had to give was suctioned from him with ease. She stayed at him until his prick began deflating.
"God damn, woman! I thought you'd hooked up a vacuum cleaner to my cock. That was magnificent! You really like sucking cock, don't you?"
"Oh yes! When I have a cock in my mouth, it gives me a feeling beyond description. I believe I have absolute control over the man, for one thing. He can't do anything I don't want him to. What man would take a chance with a set of teeth mere millimeters away from such a delicate place?"
"I see what you mean. Is it so important for you to have control?"
"It seems to be. At least I like it more when I'm in command of the situation."
"How about when you come? You're not in command then."
"I never let myself come so hard that I lose control. Not completely, anyway."
"You're missing a lot by holding back, you know." Dudley silently accepted the challenge Kitty had issued. She didn't know she'd issued one, but he did.
"Am I? How can you miss what you've never had? I've never met a man who could make me surrender completely."
"There's a first time for everything. But that's another subject for another time. How would you like a nice hot oil rubdown?" He saw that he was successful in diverting her attention from his plan to conquer her.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Kitty smiled her pleasure. "That sounds like a marvelous idea. You're just full of surprises, aren't you?"
"You don't know the half of it," he replied, grinning broadly. "Just stretch out on that rub while I get the oil."
"Do we have to wait for it to get warm?"
"Nope. I've rigged up a little device to keep a bottle warm all the time. One never knows, after all."
"You have a lot of women on your string, don't you?" Kitty was intrigued by the possibility.
"I like women, if that's what you're asking," he replied as he returned to the living room. Or, more properly, the salon since they were on a boat.
"That isn't what I mean and you know it. To put it very bluntly, do you fuck a different woman every night?"
"Nope."
"Come on, now, quit being coy. You can tell me."
"I believe we had this conversation before. Or one very much like it. In London. Remember?"
"I didn't get anywhere then, either, did I? Just what do you mean when you say you like women? Some women aren't very nice, you know."
"Neither are some men. What I mean is that I like the company of women better than I do that of men. Some women are nice to look at, some are nice to talk to, some or nice to make love with. Some are all of those things. Some are none of those things."
"You're very enigmatic, you know that? You use a lot of words, but you don't really tell me anything."
"I tell you a lot. All you have to do is listen."
Dudley got on the rug by Kitty and began applying hot oil to her feet. He worked it into the soles slowly. Her first reaction was to succumb to her ticklishness. After a few moments, she grew accustomed to his touch. She let the conversation lapse. To talk now would be to destroy the feeling he was creating in her body and mind.
Dudley did both feet thoroughly, then started on her right leg. His hands were gentle, yet firm, as he kneaded the muscles and worked the oil into the smooth skin. He worked his way up to the bottom of her buttock, then started at the ankle of her left leg. Kitty was almost purring by the time he reached the bottom of her other buttock.
Kitty had spread her legs slightly while he was working on the inside of her thighs, but he had been very careful to avoid touching her pussy. Now, as he began working on her buttocks, he carefully avoided the crack of her ass. He would get to those sensitive areas later.
Kitty was so relaxed she was almost asleep when Dudley finished with her neck. She hadn't felt so relaxed, so content, in along time. He patted her on the ass.
"Turn over. We're less than half through."
She rolled over. Her legs spread automatically. She stretched her arms straight out from her shoulders. Her breathing was deep and regular. She had opened herself to him in complete trust.
Again he started at her feet and worked up her body, avoiding her pussy. The lips of her cunt had thickened and were gaping open. Sex dew had collected all along her slit.
He spent a long time on her breasts, kneading and massaging them with lots of oil. Her nipples had hardened and thickened so they stood up in their full glory.
"Your nipples are very large and thick," he said softly. "I like that."
"Ummmm," she muttered by way of reply.
"I also like the thick patch of hair around your pussy. The inner lips peek out when you're hot."
"Uh-hhhhhhhh," was all she could manage.
He wasn't sure his words were even registering on her. She was in the state he wanted for her. When she came the next time, it would be a deep, hard orgasm. One to shatter her control. But that would be only the beginning. She had lots of orgasms to go and each one was going to be stronger, more mind-shattering than the previous one.
Dudley drizzled some oil at the top of her slit, rubbed his finger through it, then slipped the digit into the top of her sex slot. He found her clit immediately. It was standing up in full erection, just as hard as her nipples were. He massaged it for a few minutes. The button wasn't his primary goal, however. What he was after now was inside her cunt.
He didn't need any oil for her cunt hole. It was so wet and slick he could have shoved his whole fist into her with ease. All he needed was two fingers. He got up on his knees facing her feet, slipped his middle and ring finger into her cunt, curled the tips of his fingers up, and began massaging the top of her vagina.
Kitty's reaction was immediate and vigorous. Her hips jerked upward. Her ass began moving in tight circles. She sucked in her breath sharply.
"What are you doinggggggggggggV
"Making you feel good. You'll come in a minute or two. Just let yourself go and enjoy it. Faye was in here the other night if you'll remember."
"How do you know when I'll comeeeEEEEEE?" Her voice started out low and soft. It ended up in a loud affirmation of her pleasure. She had no warning that her orgasm was near. It came on her suddenly, so fierce that it took away her breath. Her body heaved and vibrated and bounced the way it would have had someone fed a large charge of electricity through it.
Dudley continued massaging her cunt vigorously, driving her higher and higher. When at last her body was as limp as a rag doll, he pulled his fingers from her cunt.
"My Goddddd!" Kitty wheezed.
He put one arm under her upper back and lifted her into a half-sitting position, her shoulder against his chest. His prick lay on her belly, not yet hard. His hand dove back into her crotch. This time he put two fingers on her clit.
"DudlEEEEEE!" Kitty wailed. She made a halfhearted attempt to close her legs.
"Keep your legs open," he ordered firmly. "You're not through yet."
In silent obedience, she spread her legs wide again. Her previous orgasm was still coursing through her body when he began frigging her clit. It took only a moment for her to start coming once more. Dudley began licking and sucking her nipples, alternating between them like windshield wipers in a heavy rain storm. Her arms flailed about. One hand landed on his prick. She grabbed it and began squeezing and pulling on it as she came. And came. And came some more.
One after the other, her orgasms ripped her apart, pushing her so far into an erotic euphoria that she lost all track of anything except what was happening in her pussy. She became one big pussy with a monstrous clit. All she could do was come.
Her body went totally limp in his arms. And yet it continued bucking and jerking as he frigged her. Her clit got all of his attention. She became convinced that she couldn't come any more. But she did.
"No," she whispered harshly. "No more! You're killing me!"
"There are worse ways to die," he said tenderly.
He didn't stop mauling her clit though. She was going to learn what it was like to be totally at someone's mercy; to lose complete control of her mind and body. She shouldn't have challenged him the way she did.
Kitty was lying in his embrace, her body slack, her mouth hanging open, her eyes closed, as he made her come some more. She was no longer aware of even that happening. She was in what was called in earlier days a light swoon. Somewhere between a conscious and an unconscious state. Her clit was the only thing that had any feeling left in it. And that was beginning to go numb.
Mother Nature had equipped Kitty very well so she could come, easily and deeply. Now she was stepping in to protect Kitty. When Kitty could no longer come, her clit grew completely numb. Her nerves stopped sending signals to her brain.
Dudley recognized the signs. Only when they were very distinct did he stop frigging her clit. He kissed each of her nipples tenderly, then her lips. Then her lower lips.
Kitty didn't respond to any of her kisses. He eased her body down to the rug and pulled his arm from under her.
Leaving her flat on her back, slowly recovering from her ordeal, Dudley went to his liquor cabinet for brandy.
He smiled, partly to himself, over his success so far. This woman was capable of things she didn't know about. Not yet at least. Before the night was over, she'd know. And he'd have one of the best fucks imaginable.
