Free Stories and video for Adult: Air Layover

I don't like to travel. Every time I go somewhere, something happens and it gets all messed up. Matt and I were trying to fly home after a long vacation in California. Naturally, we only had forty minutes between connecting flights in Houston. Our flight from Los Angeles had been late due to some type of weather delay. I never do believe the excuse the airline gives. When we landed in Houston, our connecting flight was already gone and the next flight wasn’t for five hours.

Not having enough time to get a hotel room for the night, Matt and I decided to find a quiet corner in the airport and maybe get some sleep. We found the gate our next flight would be taking off from and settled in. There was no one else around. Being the middle of the night, there were hardly any travelers or airport workers out and about. Matt and I were in the corner, kind of away from everything. The ticket booth was in front of us, so we had a little privacy. I laid back and closed my eyes.

My dream was really intense. I could almost feel Matt touching me, kissing me. My body felt like it was on fire. There’s that point in a really good dream when you’re not sure if it’s a dream or if it’s real. Well, I wasn’t sure if this was really a dream, but boy did it feel good. From far away, I heard an erotic moan. I smiled. Someone else was having a good dream too.

In my dream, Matt was sliding his hand up my thigh, skimming it gently across my skin. The smile on his face was devilish. He was having fun seducing me. I opened my legs for him and his hand traveled further up. At the first touch of his fingers between my legs, I moaned. Again, I heard someone moaning in my dream. Matt’s fingers twirled around the soft curls lining my vulva and then slipped down between my lips. It felt so real, I pushed my hips out.

My body was getting hot and wet from this very intense dream. I’d never had a dream that felt this real before. Suddenly, I felt something warm and wet on me. In my dream, Matt’s fingers were stroking me. But this felt different. I didn’t want to wake up but something wasn’t right.

Forcing myself awake, I slowly opened my eyes. My head was laying back so the first thing I saw was the terminal ceiling. I was awake but I could still feel Matt in my dream. I could still feel the warm sensation between my legs. I looked down, still half asleep. Oh my god! It hadn’t been a dream!

My legs were open and Matt was between them. My sweat pants were pushed down and Matt’s face was buried between my thighs. I moaned as I felt Matt’s tongue push between my lips, lapping at my slit. I looked around quickly to make sure no one could see us. Matt was kissing on me in the middle of the airport!

Matt looked up at me from under the blankets that were covering us and smiled a mischievous smile. He pushed his tongue deeper inside my hot vulva, licking and sucking to his heart’s content. I moaned. I knew this wasn’t safe, but did it feel good! Matt slowly slid two fingers inside my tight slit as his tongue circled my clit. I was breathing hard. Trying to keep quiet, I was nearly biting my tongue off. It felt so good. My husband loves to lick me and he’s an expert at what I like.

Slowly, his tongue circled my clitoris, flicking across it. I nearly lost it when Matt’s mouth closed around my clit and he sucked hard and fast on it. His fingers were pumping in and out of me faster and faster. My orgasm was building. I could feel the fire starting in the pit of my stomach. I grabbed a handful of his hair in my hand, pulling hard as I came in a wave. Matt covered my vulva with his mouth and sucked. I felt like I was going to be turned inside out.

Looking up from between my legs, Matt smiled, his face red and wet. He slid forward and I reached out and grabbed his pants before he could move out from under the blanket. One good turn deserves another. I pushed his zipper down and pulled his swollen member out. He was hard from licking me. I slowly flicked my tongue across the head first, swirling it around the tip. Wrapping my mouth around the head, I sucked hard and slow.

Matt moaned and took a quick breath as my mouth pushed down his hard shaft. Sucking him back, I slipped my mouth up and down on his penis, letting the tip touch my throat each time. My hands were wrapped around the base, pumping as I sucked. I heard one of the airport announcements over the intercom and remembered where we were and what we were doing. I felt hot all over again.

Sucking faster on Matt’s delicious penis, I moved one of my hands down and cupped his balls. Squeezing gently, I sucked harder. Matt moaned again, a little louder this time. I felt him swell up, getting harder and harder. The tip was getting thicker and I knew he was close.

Pumping his penis with my hands and sucking on the tip hard and fast, I waited for the explosion. I didn’t have to wait long. Matt’s penis thrust deeper in my mouth as he erupted. Not wanting to make a mess, I sucked his penis clean, knowing how much he loved being inside of me. Matt stroked my head and quietly moaned as I sucked him dry. Gently tucking him back inside his jeans, I leaned back, content.

We still had three more hours until our flight left. Wonder what else we were going to do to keep ourselves busy? By the way, traveling isn’t so bad when you are with your husband and you can find a quiet corner.