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 Flight 269

   written by Jimbo

   The following is a fictional story of a lesbian woman seducing a young
girl.  None of the details are real, all is completely fabricated.  Enjoy.

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   Hello my name is Selina Wong, I'm 42 years old, I'm single, and I work
in the porn industry!  No, not as a performer, but as a producer.  I was
always great in school, always interested in the business world, and since
there are endless supplies of perverts who long for filthy pornography, it
seemed like a smart field to get into.

   Sure, I'm pretty business savvy, intelligent and quite the hard worker,
but honestly that's not the only reason I got into this field of work. 
Since I was a teenager I loved sex.  Everything about it, the look, the
taste and of course the feel of it.

   Big thick pulsing cocks squirting ounces of pearly white cum, errect
nipples on a pair of big flopping tits, heavy balls slapping against a
woman's ass, a tongue inside a tight wet throbbing pussy, and the loud
screams of orgasms after orgasms.

   That was my business, and business was good.

   But after being in this industry for almost twenty years, one can't help
but feel a bit stagnant.  I mean, there I was sitting in a vegas hotel,
seeing this new-comer, a young 20 year old girl, cute tall blonde with a
big ass and huge tits, getting both her mouth and her pussy fucked at the
same time and all I could do was play puzzle games on my phone.

   Yeah, the passion for this industry had left me.

   Don't get me wrong, I'm very successful, more money than I could spend,
but my love for it just wasn't there anymore.  I guess perhaps I had gotten
too comfortable with it.  When you spend everyday watching naked people
having sex with each other, same sex, opposite sex, sex toys and even some
regular kids' toys, I guess you can become desensitized to it all.

   So, I got on a one-hour earlier flight back to California.  Might as
well get some rest before the next shoot, I thought.  However for some
reason, we ended up waiting on the runway for at least three hours.  Talk
about irony.  By the time we finally took off it's 2am.

   I was restless, I couldn't keep my eyes closed.  Everyone was sound
asleep, and there I was, wide awake and down right frustrated.  I tried
reading those stupid magazines, watching those terrible reruns they played
of old 90's sitcoms.  Nothing worked.  What a terrible night, I thought.

   That's when I noticed a light was on a few rows down to my left.  I
looked to see the other poor soul who couldn't rest, maybe even strike up a
conversation, what the hell else was I going to do?  I decided to get up
out of my seat and satisfy my curiousity.

   And there she was.

   This gorgeous little pixie.  A young white brunette, right out of a wet
dream, she was wearing a plaid skirt, white blouse, those knee high socks
and even pigtails.

   Now I wasn't a lesbian, I have fucked countless men, but yes, I have
also fucked women.  Mainly out of curiousty, but after a dozen girls, I
don't think you can call it just curiosity anymore.  My point is I'm open
minded.

   Lucky for me the seat next to her was empty.  I whispered to her,
"hello".  And with a big grin she said, "hiya!" Right back tat me.  "Do you
mind if I have this seat?" I asked her.  "Not at all" she said so sweetly
to me.  I liked her instantly.

   I introduced myself, tried to sound witty, making jokes about us being
the only two who couldn't sleep.  I'm not the funny type, but it seemed to
be working on her.  She had the cutest little giggle.  She told me her name
was Trixie.  Can you believe that?  This pixie's name was Trixie.  I loved
that.

   I started to ask her some friendly questions.  "So, where you headed?"
She said, "back home.  Just went to visit my dad for the weekend, but I
have school in the morning".  That explained the uniform.  "You're not
travelling alone, are you?" I asked, hoping to hear the right answer... 
"Yeah" she said, "Mom couldn't make it, plus my folks are the trusting
type".  Exactly the answer I was looking for.  "How old are you?" I asked
her, she said, "I just turned 12 on Friday!"

   Whoa.  A little younger than I had thought.  I remember thinking, `I
can't do this, she's just a kid!' But I didn't walk away, I didn't return
to my seat.  I stayed there, talking, flirting, and for the first time in
years, found myself excited....  in more ways than one.

   So as the night went on, our guards started to go down, and I found
myself getting bold.

   She asked me, "what kinda work do you do?" Well I couldn't just tell
her, could I?  I didn't want to come off like some sort of smut peddler,
but then again she was just a dumb kid.  I answered, "I...  work for...  a
modelling agency.  We scout and shoot models." "Really?  Wow, that's so
cool!" she said, so impressed.  "What kinda models?" she asked.  I really
didn't know how to respond.  "Like fashion models?  Like doing clothes, or
jewelry, stuff like that?" she added on.  "Uh, little bit of everything!" I
said.  "That is hella cool!" she said.

   I thought I'd use this fascination to my advantage.  "Yeah, we're always
looking for new young models.  Ever thought of becoming one?" I asked. 
"Sorta" she timidly answered.  She was so innocently cute, I could barely
stand it.  "What kind of thing would you want to model?  Bathing suits? 
Bikinis?" I boldly asked.  "Shoes!" she said excitedly!  Shoes?  I
wondered, not as sexy as I had hoped.  "Why shoes?" I asked.  "'Cause I
have the prettiest feet!" she said.

   Before I could fully process that statement, she proceeded to
demenstrate.  She went for one of her knee high socks and slowly rolled it
down.  Have to admit, that was quite a sight.  She rolled the other one
down.  She bent her knees and sat with both the soles of her feet touching.
"See?" she said so proudly.

   They were cute I must admit, all tiny and smooth.  I figured this was
closest I was going to get, so might as well enjoy it.  I slid my fingers
across them, very soft, almost sensually soft.  Yes, they were adorable,
but with her sitting in that position, her legs spread wide, I could see
right up that tiny little skirt, but the only thing I couldn't see were
panties.

   "Ooh yes, very pretty!" I said, while focusing on that tiny puffy bald
pussy.  If I had to touch her feet to get to that fresh untouched pussy,
well that was a sacrifice I was more than willing to make.

   I told her about my bi-weekly pedicures, and she insisted on me showing
her.  I removed both my stillettos and showed her my french tipped pedi. 
She was impressed, studying them, totally unware as I caressed her from her
feet to her ankles, to her calves and slightly lifting that skirt.  "Very
pretty!" she said, and I couldn't have agreed more.

   But just as things were starting to get interesting the captain asked us
all to put on our seatbelts as we were about to land.  Everyone started to
wake up.  The fun was over.

   We both put our shoes back on, and eventually got off and went our
seperate ways.  I was bummed out, to say the least.  But for what it was
worth, I had some sexy little imagery.  I was looking forward to getting
home, opening up a bottle of wine and enjoying those memories in the tub.

   I waited outside for my limo.  It was still dark, almost 4am.  I
couldn't stop thinking about Trixie.  It was brief, but it was so exciting.
I barely even noticed when the limo had finally gotten there.  As the
driver started to put my suitcase in the trunk, I looked over and who do I
see sitting alone on a bench?

   Trixie.

   I walked on over.  "Hey you!" I said.  When she saw it was me, she
actually seemed pleasantly surprised.  "What are you doing here?" I asked.
"My mom forgot to pick me up" she said, "Told me to just get a cab." This
was fate!  Was I about to let this second chance pass me by?  I told you I
was a smart woman....

   She gave me her address and I gave it to my driver as he put he bag in
the trunk.

   She jumped in the back, touching all the buttons, looking at every
little thing.  She was so excited.  I closed the driver's little window, so
we wouldn't be distrubed.

   "Thank you so much for the ride!" she said.  "Of course, honey!" I said
as I poured champagne into two glasses.  "And since I wasn't there to
celebrate your birthday into `womanhood' the other day, I figure we might
as well celebrate it now!" "I dunno..." she said, "I'm not really old
enough to drink".  "Well, I won't tell if you won't!" I said to her as I
handed her the glass.  "Oh, there is one rule though..." I added on, "no
shoes allowed in this limo!" She smiled that big beautiful smile, and with
her shoes and socks, so went her inhibitions.

   You know, for a kid she sure could hold her liquor.  It wasn't until we
were in the middle of the second bottle did she start acting loopy.  She
kept talking about god knows what, about music and movies I had never even
heard of, but all I knew was the more she taked the less she noticed as I
started to unbotton her blouse.  After only a few minutes there was only
button holding on for dear life.

   That was when she finished her glass, turned to me and said, "Wow, you
got some really big boobs!  Are those thingies real?!" "Of course!  They're
all mine!!" All mine alright...  bought and paid for!  "What about you?" I
asked, "What do you have hiding under there?" After pouring herself her
next glass she said, "not much...  here, look!"

   And without missing a beat, she unbuttoned that last stubborn little
button and revealed that her bra matched her underwear...  non-existent,
she had none on.

   Now big tits like mine are fun to play with, but there was something
sexy about a young flat chest.  Just barely a hint of bump, that would
someday become a breast, but those pink puffy nipples, not even errect and
already perky, competely made up for it.

   "If you ask me, those are just ask good..." I said to her.  She leaned
back, drinking more champagne, as I leaned in with her, getting a drunken
closer look at those nipples.  They looked like tiny pink pieces of candy,
and I had to have a taste.  A few lite kisses, big wet strokes with my
tongue, gentle sucking for a few seconds and that's all it took to get
those little things fully hard, fully erect.  They were better than I had
hoped.

   As she finished off her last drop of liquor.  She looked down and found
me sucking on her nipples, like a hungry baby.  For a second she seemed
angry, she said, "Are you sucking on my boob?!....." Oh, guess the party's
over, I thought.  "...that's not fair!" She added.  "Well, I guess the fair
thing to do would be to let you suck on mine!" I said.  She sat there for a
minute, thinking it over and then finally responded with, "now that's
better!"

   I opened up my jacket and slowly took it off.  Continued with my silk
blouse and my DD bra.  My tits flopped out, all you could see was my
diamond neckless, resting on two big round titties, showing off these tiny
hard brown nipples.

   She stumbled over and started to play with them, never taking her eyes
off my hard nipples.  She pinched them, fingered them a little, pretty much
what you'd expect for an inexperienced kid.  I pushed her head closer to
them and from there she knew what to do.  She sucked on them gently, but
consistantly, she even made these little "mmm" sounds that really got me
wet.

   With one hand, as she sucked, I slid one finger in my pussy to get it
wet and started to rub my clit, while the other hand was helping her remove
her top all the way and unzip her skirt.  Before she knew it, she was
completely naked from head to toe, all she had on were those pigtails.

   It took a second, but I was able to get her off my tits.  I leaned her
back and lifted her legs as I spread them far.  I stared at that pussy, so
young, so smooth, so pink, and even wet.  I went in.  She was so sweet,
like white peaches, her pussy was perfect, I could have eaten that thing
for hours.  She must have been loving it too, because I could feel her
restless bare feet rubbing up and down my back.

   After a moment, she stopped me and rocked my world with only two words
"teach me".

   I took off my skirt, and just like her I was completely naked from head
to toe.  I spread my legs to show her.  I told her the basics, kisses,
sucking, licking, but mostly focus on this little fun button, the clit. 
Now my pussy was also smooth, but there's a big difference between my
shaved pussy and her naturally smooth pussy.

   But for being such a young girl, she was like a pro.  She picked up
eating pussy like a champ!  Licking that clit like a doggy, shaking her
head, slurping up all the pussy juices, I was about ready to adopt this
girl.

   All that pussy eating made me hungry again.

   I laid flat on my back and threw her tiny little body on top of me.  She
could barely get comfortable, what with my tits in the way, but she never
stopped eating my pussy.

   There I was, drunk, laying on my back, eating this bald young pussy,
squeezing her ass, spreading those cheeks to see that cute pink back door,
while she was munching on my pussy like a tiny whore.  My goodness!

   After a few seconds I felt her starting to hump my face, going along
with my licks.  She stopped eating me out to focus on my tongue.  She
moaned and screamed, and finally with a big groan I felt a little wet
splash of pussy juice cover my face.

   She laid there on top of me, trembling as I finished myself off in my
own loud groan of an orgasm.

   I held her close as we fell asleep.  It was a amazing.

   I woke up a little later to see her half way dressed, as we had arrived
to her apartment.  I kissed her, shoved my tongue deep down her throat. 
She said she loved me, I almost believed her.  I was actually tempted to
ask her to come with me, but she was just a dumb kid, and I was only
thinking with my horny wet pussy.

   We drove away and she was gone.

   Later on, as I got to my penthouse, I went into my purse to get some
cash to tip the driver.  He had a look on his face, he knew, and I knew
that he knew what had gone on in that back-seat.  I figured maybe if I paid
him a huge tip he'd keep his mouth shut.  But I couldn't find anything. 
That was odd, I knew I had gone to the ATM earlier, I had taken out over
$500 and....

   Hmm...  Maybe she wasn't as dumb as I had thought.

   THE END.

   written by Jimbo Sept.  2014



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