Another Monday, another flight. So where did my weekend go?
Sitting in my seat, I started to drift into my own little world, listening to my music and relaxing to the beat of my favorite songs while I waited for the rest of the passengers to board. But someone rudely bumping into my seat pulled me back into reality. When my eyes opened all I could see was this beautiful being. She had a great smile and I could tell she was in shape.
The stranger looked at me. “I’m sorry, did I wake you?” she asked.
I didn’t want to say anything rude and could tell she was sincere. “Oh no, I only had my eyes closed.”
“I’m normally not such a klutz, but this guy bumped into me,” she said, still obviously worried about having bothered me.
I just chuckled as she rolled her eyes. “How do you do? I’m Katrina, but you can call me Kat,” I said.
“Nice to meet you Kat. I’m Tia.”
Tia was dressed to impress, and I instantly found myself attracted to her. Luckily, our row had only two seats. We talked for 20 minutes as we waited for everyone to board the plane, and it wasn’t long before we were chatting like old friends.
She had long brown hair and I swear she could pass for Jennifer Lopez. Every now and then I would take a quick glance to check her out. Tia’s tits were probably 36D, and all I could think about was how excited my husband would be when I told him about her. As we talked, we sat even closer and my eyes were drawn to her legs and her calves. This girl was toned! Somehow we lost track of time and soon the captain came on to tell us we were cleared for takeoff. As the plane rumbled down the runway, Tia reached out and touched my hand. “You know, I hate to fly and normally I’m very nervous, but having you here has made my day,” she said as our fingers interlaced.
Then suddenly, as the plane took off, she kissed me. Her lips were soft and I loved her taste. If anyone was watching, the kiss looked innocent enough, though it was anything but, and for the rest of the flight we talked and kissed. Then the captain came back and told us to get ready to land. As we descended, we exchanged numbers and made a date for Friday. Then all too soon our flight was over.
The next week I couldn’t stop thinking about my new friend, but every time I tried to call her, something came up. Life was kind of crazy.
A couple of days later I was sitting at my desk when my cell phone rang and brought me out of my trance. I looked down at the screen but I didn’t recognize the number. “Hello?” I said tentatively.
“Katrina? It’s Tia! How are you?”
“Oh my god, I’m so glad you called,” I said. “I’ve been thinking about you.”
“Oh really? And what have you been thinking? I hope it’s something hot and sexy!” she giggled.
My heart was racing at her bold statement and I had no idea what to say next. Luckily, Tia broke the silence, saying she wanted to make sure we were still on for Friday night.
“Absolutely!” I blurted. “Why don’t you come over for dinner?”
“Really?” I could hear the excitement in her voice. “I would love to come over for dinner.”
“Great. I have a new bottle of wine I’m dying to try and we can chat a little while I cook.”
We talked for a couple more minutes and I gave her directions to my house. I was excited to have her come over, and I knew my husband, Dustin, would be as in lust with her as I was.
The rest of the week flew by as I shopped for everything we’d need and got everything ready. On Friday night the house was spotless and the food was ready. I decanted a nice bottle of wine and lit some candles. Right on time, the doorbell rang, and as I went to the door, Dustin turned on some soft, sexy music. Dustin followed me over to front door where I warmly greeted Tia and then introduced her to my husband. Tia was wearing this sultry black halter dress that tied in the front with a swooping V neck that highlighted her luscious cleavage. She looked . . . well, words just cannot describe how hot she looked. But I tried!
“You look amazing,” I said.
“What, this old thing?” She spun around.
Then we all walked into the kitchen and Dustin grabbed the decanter and poured three glasses of wine.
As Tia sat down, she perked up. “Thank you for having me over. I hope you didn’t go through too much trouble,” she said.
“This is no trouble at all. I’m just glad you could make it. Cheers!” I said as the three of us clinked our glasses.
Within minutes we were all chatting like old friends. There was a connection between us and we all felt it. Conversation flowed like fine wine, and so did the wine, for that matter.
Once dinner was ready, we moved into the dining room. Tia sat across from me and Dustin was at the head of the table. As we ate and drank, what seemed like 10 minutes was actually two hours.
Tia helped me clear the table while Dustin found a nice bottle of port, and as we kept bumping into each other in the kitchen, the air was becoming charged. She openly flirted, as did I, and I could tell she wanted to share more than dinner with us.
“I hope you like dessert,” I said, finally breaking the silence.
“Girl, I can’t. I’m stuffed. But that cake looks delicious.”
“Thanks,” I said, “but it doesn’t look nearly as good as you. I’m so happy you came over. And, girl, with that dress, you could be dessert.”
“Really?” Tia flushed and looked very nervous for a moment before she boldly said, “Then maybe I should be dessert.”
It was time to call Tia’s bluff. If she wanted to be dessert, I wanted some! I moved some things off the counter and grabbed the whipped cream.
“I double dog dare you to be dessert!” I said. She pulled open her dress, exposing her firm breasts. Then she looked at me and shook her head.
“Don’t want to get this dirty,” she said, and with that she untied her dress and tossed it to Dustin.
Tia appeared clean shaven through her sheer thong. She’d gone to great lengths getting ready, and we weren’t going to disappoint her. Tia moved up onto the counter and waited for me to make the next move.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said, excitement in her voice.
Dustin’s eyes were glued to Tia, but I wanted to play with her first, so I told him, “Dessert’s not ready yet, but if you bring me the fruit maybe I’ll let you have some.”
Looking rather disappointed, he left the kitchen to get the fruit from the pantry. He’d be getting his dessert soon enough, so I wasn’t worried about him. Then I walked over to Tia while taking the top off the tub of whipped cream. She just smiled and waited for me to undress her.
My fingers went to her sides and I pulled down her thong. “Girl, you don’t want to get your panties full of cream,” I said, not really thinking about what I was saying.
Tia laughed and lifted herself up so I could slip off her panties. Then she crossed her legs, but I could see that her pussy was bald. Just as I got a whiff of her musk, Dustin returned, but I sent him off again to get more wine.
After dipping my fingers in the whipped cream, I started to cover Tia’s body with the sweet confection. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the cool sensations.
“That feels kind of nice,” she said as I continued coating her with the cream, starting at her stomach and working up to her breasts.
I knew the sensation from my fingers and the cold cream would tease and arouse her, and I covered her nipples as she started to squirm on the counter, her hands tightly gripping the smooth tile.
“You’re driving me nuts, you do know that, don’t you?” she asked.
“That’s my goal.”
“Think Dustin will like me dressed up like this?” Tia asked.
“Please, I bet he’s counting the seconds in the other room. He’ll walk in with serious wood any minute now.”
“Please, he’s been hard since the moment you walked in the door,” I said. “We both find you incredibly attractive.”
She smiled. “Really?”
“Oh yeah, look at you. You’re a beautiful woman, smart, you’ve got your shit together and you have an amazing body.”
“A hot, sticky body.”
I applied some more cream to her breasts as I replied, “Yeah, but don’t worry, we’ll clean that up.”
“Oh, please do,” Tia sighed.
“I can’t wait to eat your cherry,” I said as I placed a cherry on each of her nipples and made a little smiley face on her pussy. Then I called out to Dustin, “Honey, dessert’s ready!”
Dustin walked into the kitchen and, boy, was he beaming.
I kissed my husband and said, “Dig in, baby. She’s very sweet.”
He moved over to the counter and leaned down to Tia. His tall body hovered over her and I blew a kiss to Tia as she uncrossed her legs and arched her back. She knew this was just the beginning. Dustin stared at her belly button and started to lick up the cream. I moved closer to them and placed my hand on Tia’s thigh. She responded by opening her legs a little more. I could see she was aroused and her pussy was very wet.
Dustin was in his own world and didn’t even notice me unbutton and unzip his shorts. Slowly I worked on his shirt and he helped me by wiggling out of it. Now he was only wearing his underwear. Tia looked at me and I just smiled as I pushed Dustin’s boxers down. Then Dustin started to lick her left breast. He worked the cream off her breast and nipple as he teased her, causing her to moan loudly. I reached for her hand and placed it on Dustin’s hard cock. I wanted her to know that everything was all good and that we were here for each other. Tia looked up at me and then closed her eyes as she gave Dustin a nice squeeze. I could tell Dustin wanted to do her, and I was fine with watching, holding and kissing her.
The cream was running down between Tia’s legs and all over the counter. I moved up and kissed her, starting to lick the whipped cream from her pussy. Tia’s free hand touched my head and she started to run her fingers in my hair. I could see her stroking my husband, at least until Dustin leaned back down and started to lick the cream from her other breast. Then I dove in and licked her wet cunt lips. She tasted sweet and sexy and I said, “I told you I’d get your cherry.”
In a sexy, deep voice she moaned, “Oh god, that feels so good. Don’t . . . don’t stop!” Slowly I licked some cream and then her. I didn’t want to push her over the edge just yet, but Tia wanted more and her legs came up so that I would have more access to her. I knew exactly what she wanted, but that would have to wait a bit.
I started to get up and looked at her. “Come on, baby, let’s go and get you cleaned up.” “No, you have to finish me,” she whined.
“Not yet,” I said as Dustin carried her to the bathroom and I grabbed some towels.
I love watching Dustin when he’s in an aroused state, the way his legs flex and how his cock moves as he walks. Oh, how I wanted to walk in front of him and let him take me doggie style. No time for that yet, though. Dustin carried Tia to our shower and slowly started to put her down. I moved up next to her, my hands cupping her pretty face, and kissed her while Dustin stood behind her. She was a little weak in the knees, but she quickly became engrossed in our kiss. I knew she could feel Dustin against her back and would easily take all of him. Then I reached down to feel her as warm water trickled down our bodies.
Dustin wasn’t in her yet, and she reached for my hand and guided it to her pussy.
“Feel what you’re doing to me? I’m on fire,” she said.
I felt how wet she was, and it wasn’t from the shower.
My tongue darted deep in her mouth and she just accepted me, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me into her. Dustin held us, supporting us till we were ready to come up for air.
When I broke the kiss, Tia looked confused. But Dustin’s hands were on her hips, and as I winked at him, he bent his knees to properly position himself to slip his cock between her legs. I reached down and felt his hard cock as I helped guide him to her wetness. I pushed his cock between her lips and felt the tip enter her. Slowly he filled her, working more of his cock into Tia.
“He feels so good,” she sighed.
“I know,” I said, moving the hair out of her eyes.
Slowly they worked up a rhythm against each other. Tia was on fire her body needed relief after being teased for so long. For what seemed like hours, the two of them pushed and pulled, their bodies slapping against each other, my husband’s cock pushing deep into my friend, giving them both pleasure. Tia’s chest was red, her nipples hard and her breaths shallow as she grunted and moaned.
Dustin was panting and groaning and trying to hold on a little longer, but he was about to blow his load.
I moved in and kissed them both. “Please, I want to see you come.”
They both lost it and Dustin started to come as Tia screamed in passion from feeling his cock explode in her. I could imagine that thick mushroom cap expanding as he started to pump his cream into her, and I watched as her body shook with pleasure. Tia looked so sexy as she came.
Finally the two of them came back to earth, and then my shower.
Tia slowly opened her eyes and said, “That was amazing!”
“I know,” I replied.
Then I turned off the water, dried off Tia and then wrapped her in a towel.
Once I dried myself, I reached for her hand and led her to our bed. The night was still young, and there was more messy fun to be had!