Hi guys!
Today I wanted to post a short story (only 602 words), and share with you. It's called Mile High, and the characters unexpectadly burst into my head yesterday afternoon. Hope you enjoy :D
Mile High
Was she mad? She didn't do
things like this! Would he even come? Perhaps the fact she was so
excited about eventually getting away on holiday for 2 weeks alone,
had sent her a little crazy! Yes, that had to be why. She would never
in a million years have enough courage to do something like this. But
that guy was damn hot. And he had been looking at her for the last
hour on the plane, smiling, staring, winking. She hadn't been laid in
a while, a long while actually, but surely that shouldn't have made
her insides burn like they were on fire when he smiled at her. How
she plucked the courage up to write that note and drop it on his lap,
she would never know! Now she was regretting it. 'Toilet, 2
minutes, meet me' the note had
read. But now she was having second thoughts. 'Never mind'
she thought, as she bottled it, and unlocked the door hurridly.
She
opened the door to go back to her seat, and felt two hands push her
back in. She almost screamed out 'What the fuck!'
until lips came crashing down on hers. Someone pushed her way back
against the wall, and locked the door again behind him. She could
taste the whiskey on his tongue, as it danced around with hers. His
hand made its way up her leg, under her skirt. She lifted her leg up
to give him better access, as he moved towards her panties. With
their bodies pushed up against the wall like this, there wasn't much
room left, but she was sure they'd make do. Her hands were wrapped
around his neck, one of his on her thigh, the other on her face. She
groaned as he reached under her panties and in one smooth move,
ripped them clean off. She could feel the moisture dripping down her
thighs. His fingers rubbed against her sensitive button, she gasped
as he lifted her on to the sink. As he played with he clit she
unbottoned his trousers, eager to see what he was hiding inside.
She
wasn't dissapointed when she pulled at his boxers, and his cock
sprung free. It was big, bigger than any she'd had before, and looked
so enticing, glistening with pre cum. She could feel herself nearing
climax as he played with her now throbbing nub. He stopped and
reached into his back pocket, the rip of foil unmistakable, his cock
now fully sheathed. She edged her ass forwards, and wrapped her legs
around his waist. She stared right into his piercing blue eyes, and
impaled herself on his cock. He thrust so deep she saw stars. The
pace quickened, her clit rubbing on his skin, each thrust brought her
closer and closer. Faster and faster they moved together, in perfect
rhythem. She could no longer hold it, and let out the biggest moan,
as her body gave in and soared over the edge. Her muscles tightened
so quickly, he came within seconds. Groaning in her ear, pulling her
in tighter, he spilled himself in her. After sitting like that for
what seemed forever, but was possibly only a couple of minutes at the
most, he pulled out, pulled his trousers back up. She carefully
climbed down from the sink, her panties were destroyed, so she threw
them in the bin. They looked at each other and smiled, heat flushed
in both of their faces, evidence of what had just happened.
'I'm
Katie', she smiled
'I'm
Michael, so you're staying in Malibu for 2 weeks too?' he grinned.
