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Note: This a sequel to the last post – A Mile High Dream.

Make Sure you read that one first – it makes this one even spicier.
Sam xxx
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So, after I’d slipped off his lap and quickly straightened myself up, and he’d tucked his very wet but softening cock back into his trousers, I headed back to the crew area at the front of the cabin. As I walked along the aisle I glanced around quickly and, sure enough, the few passengers we had on board were still fast asleep.

We’d gotten away with it – I wasn’t going to get fired just yet.

I must admit I was a bit wobbly. It was an amazing fuck, and the best orgasm I’d had in a very long time (and from someone who wanks as often as I do that’s saying something). I could feel the mixed cum running down the inside of my leg, he really was a stud and had cum as hard as I’d ever known a guy to do.

Sitting down out of sight in the kitchen area, I reached for the napkins and mopped myself up before pulling my knickers back over. They were still sopping and a happy reminder of the good time I’d just had, but more than that, I realised I was still really horny. The whole scenario was just so hot. Public suck, public fuck, revenge fuck, fucking next to his sleeping wife, almost kissing his bitchy but gorgeous wife – it was all just so, well, fucking horny.

Anyway, after a discrete amount of time I wondered down the aisle again, all professional, and as I passed him, we couldn’t help but smile at each other. I handed him a couple of wet wipes to deal with the stains on the front of his trousers where I’d gushed so freely not so long ago, and with luck they’d dry off long before we landed.

I had the most fun when we landed and they got off. Bitchy wife got off first, totally blanking me as I gave her my sweetest smile, feeling a little of his cum escaping my knickers and trickling down the inside of my thigh again. It felt so satisfying. As he passed by, he gave me the biggest grin, and slipped something into my pocket. I’d expected this, but as I had no intention of seeing him again thought nothing of it.

Anyway, later on, as I was chilling in my hotel room, the horny itch just wouldn’t go away. I’d wanked myself off a couple of times already, but the whole scenario just kept replaying in my head every time I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. It was then I remembered the piece of paper he’d slipped into my pocket. I climbed off the bed to retrieve it from my pocket and read:
“Text me when you can. Come over to my place and I’ll have a special treat ready for you.”

A number was written underneath.

I had a rest day the next day, and despite my normal rules of not getting involved with passengers, I was horny and intrigued.

I texted, letting him know I was free the next day, and within minutes the reply came back asking where I was. I told him which hotel I was at, and he came straight back to say car would pick me up at 5pm the next day. I was intrigued and excited. What could he possibly be planning? And what about his wife? My imagination, and fingers, ran riot until I fell asleep, wet and exhausted.

The next day flew past and right on time, a limo pulled up outside the hotel where I was waiting on the step. I was whisked away and headed for the district where the very wealthy have their town houses and in no time was being ushered into what I can only describe as a mansion.

He was waiting for me inside, dressed casually in slacks and an open necked shirt. He immediately scooped me into his arms and welcomed me with a passionate kiss. And a hello to you too, I thought, as I felt his hardness already pressing against my tummy.

There was obviously no sign of his wife.

“How do you feel about a re-run” he asked, a sly look in his eye.

I thought about playing it cool and being all coy, but the feel of his impressive hard-on pressing against me put paid to all resistance. I simply smiled and purred,

“What about your wife, won’t she mind?”

That sly look again,

“Ah, that’s the surprise.”

And he let me go, took me by the hand and led me upstairs.
Where a surprise I never could have imagined was tied to the bed.
“What the fuck???” I stammered, frozen at the threshold of the bedroom.
He stood between me and a large bed where his wife was securely restrained, hands straight above her head and tied with silk cords, her legs spread wide and tied to the corner posts at the foot of the bed.

“What the fuck is she doing here??” his wife yelled.

I was stunned and just stared at the gorgeous body laid out in front of us.
He turned his head to speak calmly and clearly to his wife.

“You were a complete bitch to this delightful woman who did nothing but be nice to you.”

She clearly had no idea about us fucking right next to her. He continued,
“I told you I’d punish you if you carried on being mean, and this is your punishment.”

She struggled against her restraints.

“What the fuck are you talking about, you were going to fuck me and have some fun! Get this bitch out of here.”

“And that’s my point” he drawled, “you need to learn some manners.”

And he reached out his hand. I was just so stunned by the whole scenario I just dumbly took it and let him lead me to the side of the bed.

Damn, she looked good. Being angry only heightened her features, and bitch though she was, I couldn’t help admiring her fully naked form.

I was beyond wet, yet again. What was it with this guy.

“She knows how to treat people” he said, “Just watch.”

With that he undid his trousers and let them fall around his ankles, his cock standing rigidly to attention. He put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me to my knees in front of him. I complied. I was so stunned by everything, I simply went along with whatever he wanted.

And I knew exactly what he wanted.

I reached up with one hand and once again felt the delicious throb of his cock. I turned to his wife who simply stared, equally stunned by what was going on in front of her. Our eyes locked, and I thought she was going to burst into tears. But she didn’t. A new look came into her eyes – indecision. She wanted to rage. To rave about what a total bastard he was. But at the same time, she felt compelled to watch.

So, I obliged.

Moving my head around to the side of his cock so I faced her, I looked her squarely in the eye and my tongue slipped out to taste the teardrop of pre-cum oozing out from the end of his cock. His sharp intake of breath told me I’d hit the spot. Hers told me this game was far from over.

Never breaking eye contact with her, I eased my head around enough to take the swollen end of his cock fully into my mouth and gave him the benefit of one of my special techniques. Rather than sucking, I simply held him in my mouth as my tongue swirled around the sensitive underside of his glans, again and again, until I heard his breathing speed up.

But I didn’t look up, this was a show for her. Her pupils had dilated, and her hips were slowly starting to move. Watching me tease her husband’s cock was getting her hot.

This was so much better than on the plane, when she was asleep. This was me seeing to her husband in full view, and we were both loving it. I could see her breath coming in shorter gasps as she watched me lick along the underside of his length, her hips starting to grind into the bed.

“You fucking bitch” she panted at me. I heard the words, but could also hear the longing in her voice. She was getting really, really turned on and couldn’t do anything about it.

I responded by taking the head of his cock fully into my mouth, and was rewarded by a gasp from them both. He tasted so, so good, with pre-cum flowing freely as I sucked hard.

He pulled back, cock popping out of my mouth wetly, reached out to take me by the shoulders and eased me up from the floor. Again I simply followed his lead, we were both totally under his control and I didn’t mind a bit. This whole thing was just getting dirtier by the moment I was happy to see just where it might end up.

He walked me around to the end of the bed so I faced her, legs open wide and her pussy so wet she was dripping onto the bedsheet.

“Don’t you fucking dare” she gasped. But it was a half-hearted objection, and I accepted the challenge.

I’m not gay, but I do appreciate an attractive woman, and in my line of work you meet people who bat for every team. I’d had the odd drunken fumble in clubs with my openly gay friends, but until now never really gone all the way with a woman. That was about to change.

Feeling a gentle push from in the back, I leant forward over the end of the bed, my mouth drawn to the amazing honeypot between those long, perfect legs. She actually whimpered as I settled between her knees and felt my breath caress her pussy lips for the first time. Never breaking eye contact, I leaned closer.

And that’s when he drove his rock-hard cock deep into my own wet pussy with one hard, aggressive drive, making me yelp with an incredible mix of surprise, pleasure and a little pain, and at the same time shoving my face fully onto her pussy. I French kissed her lips with a very unlady-like grunt.

The discomfort passed almost straight away and I had my first taste of another woman as he withdrew and rammed himself in again, and again. This was not love making. This was fucking of the dirtiest, horniest and most satisfying kind.

I began to suck and lick her pussy by pure instinct. Knowing what I liked and simply going to work on her in the same way. I licked around her lips, drove my tongue as deep as I could, then out again to find her clit. Teasing and caressing with my tongue and lips, wanting to drive her crazy. I still hated her, but also wanted to fuck her to orgasm, and I wanted her to do the same to me.

I looked up from my wet and wonderful work and was disappointed to see she was looking over me at him. A mixture of lust and loathing in her eyes. She hated him for doing this to her, but couldn’t help being completely turned on by this stranger licking her out as he fucked me hard from behind. Not good enough I thought.

“My turn”, I gasped, pushing back against him so I could stand up. His cock slipped out and they both looked at me questioningly for breaking the spell of the intense moment, but it was my turn to take control.

This was going to be my ultimate revenge for her being such a cow, and also fulfilling a long-held fantasy of mine. I was going to cum in the mouth of this gorgeous blond.

I scooted round, and ignoring the start of a protest from her, I jumped onto the head of the bed, and facing him as he realised what I was doing, straddled her tied arms and planted by sopping pussy firmly onto her face. She twisted her face around, trying to avoid the intimate contact, but there was little she could do.

Playing along now, he knelt between her legs, lifted her arse onto his thighs and slid his cock into her. At this angle he couldn’t go all the way in, but that was perfect for what I had in mind. Supporting myself on my left arm, I reached forward with my right hand, slid my finger along the top her slit and began to caress her clit.

All objection ceased there and then. She stopped fighting underneath me, and as I went to work wanking her around her husband’s cock, she relaxed back and I felt the first delicious stroked of her tongue on my own clit.

I was in heaven.

The bitch started licking me out expertly (not her first rodeo I suspected) as I thrummed my fingers over her clit, and all the while watching her hunky husband bury his lovely cock inside her.

He started moving his hips, short thusts that I suspected were hitting her G Spot as she licked me with increased intensity to match his motions. I returned the favour with long sensual caresses to her clit, and is wasn’t long before I felt the familiar sensations start. I looked him in the eye, and he nodded in silent agreement, picking up his pace even more. I did the same. And so did she.

He came first. Going really tense, and then bucking his hips as he shot his load deep inside her.

That set her off. She bucked wildly underneath us, thrusting herself onto his still hard cock and pulling against the cords that held her in place. She all but screamed into my pussy as she came.

And then it was my turn. I collapsed forward onto her tummy as the most incredible orgasm crashed through me. It was intense and awesome, spasm after spasm driving my pussy down onto her face as I pressed my head against her tummy and hips, soaking up the scent of their combined cum that flowed freely around his cock and onto his legs. She redeemed herself somewhat by continuing to drink my juices and lick me out until I finally subsided, and fell sideways onto the bed beside her.

He pulled out, and stepping off the bed, started undoing the cords that had done their job so well. As soon as she was free, she glanced down at me, and then in a move that totally surprised me, said “Revenge time”, flipped her leg over my head and she landed expertly on top of me in a 69, and her head disappeared between my legs.

“Oh my” I thought, “What have I gotten myself into now?”