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Tony sat back with his magazine, trying to make Becky think he was not concerned about her, however he would use his peripheral vision to see what she was doing. Twice during breakfast, Miss. Omagato brought coffee and champagne. Forty minutes later Becky was finished and her empty tray was picked up. Again, every scrap of food and crumb had been devoured.
"Now that was good," said Becky, sitting back in her comfortable seat. Tony looked up at her over his magazine and asked, "Did you have everything you want? Are you full?"
"Almost everything … but the other can wait until later."
"What is it you want?" asked Tony, maybe Miss. Omagato can get it for you."
"I doubt that," said Becky. "She probably doesn’t stock it. Tony … I have to go to the little girl’s room again. Would you go back with me? The last time I believe I saw a mouse."
Tony smiled, "A mouse on this aircraft? I don’t think that is even possible."
"Come with me … I’ll show you."
They got up from their seats and began to walk back to the restroom. Miss. Omagato saw them and tilted her head wondering where they were going. Tony, believing he owed the flight attendant some sort of an answer said,
"She thought she saw a mouse."
The young girl shook her head but said nothing. There was no way a mouse could be on board the airplane. They went into the restroom and Becky locked the door. When the red light displayed above the door, Becky reached around Tony’s waist and pulled his jogging pants down around his ankles. She pointed to what looked to be a very sturdy utility table and said,
"Up here Tony … Sit up here."
Tony was intrigued but also concerned as to what the others were thinking.
"Come on Honey … help me look for that mouse."
The cold metal against the back of Tony’s thighs was a shock to him, however it only lasted for a few seconds. As the restroom floor was dark gray linoleum, unlike the thick carpeting throughout the rest of the airplane, Becky took two thick cotton towels and placed them on the floor. She then knelt down on them and proceeded to search Tony’s boxers for his penis.
The search lasted only a few seconds, and Tony’s cock filled her hand. She wondered if Tony had understood that this was the thing she wanted when she had told him that,
"She probably doesn’t stock it."
Becky’s warm hand felt very good on his cock as she masturbated him to a hardness, he didn’t believe was even possible. She placed her empty hand against his chest and slowly pushed him back until he rested against the wall of the restroom. Moving her face to his crotch, she opened her lips and allowed the head of his penis to enter. She then did some magic with her tongue causing his thick cum to be pushed out of his testicles and up his shaft.
Seeing progression in his cock, Becky began to suck, lightly at first, then harder as she felt his hands on her head. It meant only one thing. He was into her blowjob and would cum in just a few short minutes. He was now moving his hips and pulling her head harder.
She knew she didn’t have to move at this point, as he would cum at any second. Her tongue wrapped around the tip of his cock and he lost it. His thick discharge was warm and had a flavor like nothing else. She didn’t know why she enjoyed it so much, but sucking his cock was one of the high points of their sex life. She had joined the ranks of all the women, girls and gay boys who really enjoyed having a cock in their mouth. At this point she wondered why some women were reluctant to take a penis in their mouth. As far as Becky was concerned it was a wonderful activity for two people; especially two people who were in love.
Tony sat back, relaxed against the wall, his eyes closed breathing at a fast rate. She would give him one minute to recover then it was her turn. As the seconds clicked by, she thought of how wonderful his mouth would feel on her clitoris and smooth pussy. When he opened his eyes she whispered for him to trade places with her. As she stood up, she pulled her panties down and off her feet.
There was something about a girl pulling her panties down that intrigued Tony. He had dreamt about it from the time he was nine, in the third grade. The teacher, Mrs. Valentine was out of the room and Cheryl Gladding was in the back room with all of the boys, displaying her panties to everyone who wanted to see. He didn’t understand what had occurred, but Cheryl then lifted her skirt and pulled her panties down around her ankles. She sat on a pile of jackets, spread her knees wide, and with both hands, pulled her pussy open.
All of the boys, who were privileged to see Cheryl, moaned as though they knew what they should do to her. He recalled that he was getting a boner, when a girl who was standing guard said,
"Mrs. Valentine is coming down the hall."
There was a mad dash by the boys to get back to their seats, which would have made a heard of Buffalo proud. When Mrs. Valentine came back into the room, the air was thick with the odor of testosterone and the unmistakable aroma of little girl pussy. Surprisingly the teacher said nothing, and the boys didn’t know that she was guilty of something similar when she was eleven.
It was in the 5th grade at PS. 21, in New York when the teacher was called away for twenty minutes due to an emergency. Mrs. Valentine who, at that time was still Roberta Coutts was not only displaying her pussy, but allowed all twelve boys in the class to touch it for several seconds. One of the taller boys Arnold Demes, was able to shove his finger up into her vagina and finger fuck her until she came.
From that time on Mrs. Valentine was fair game for any boy who wanted to feel her up. When she went to high school, she was the first girl to have sex with a boy. For a short time in the ninth grade, she even thought about being a prostitute, as she loved sex so much.
The boys were all afraid when Mrs. Valentine stood up in front of the class and said,
"Will you all please open your math books to page eleven?"
She smiled inwardly when she heard a combined sigh of relief from the all of the boys in the class.
"Suck my pussy Tony. Lick my clit … make me cum honey."
Tony opened Becky’s thighs and kissed their soft inner portion just below her crotch. She moaned and ran her fingers through his soft black hair. Becky loved it when his nose came in contact with her clit causing electric shocks to fire through her body. She didn’t cum, but it sure felt good. When Tony’s mouth began to suckle at her clitoris, she wondered if he was going to fuck her, however the more he sucked the less she cared. He went on for about thirty minutes, and then it was all over. Becky came and her juice began to run down between her legs.
Tony picked up a soft facecloth, ran warm water through it and then began to clean between her pussy and butt. Although they had only been in the air for about five hours, it was beginning to get dark again. He got her all clean and dressed, then after checking to see if everything was in good order, Tony unlocked the door and they went out into the cabin area. Becky felt she could become used to flying if it was all going to be like this.
She was a happy flyer. Becky was full and had, at least for the time being been sexually satisfied. She was now ready for another nap.
Too be Continued …
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