Victoria’s flight

It had been just over a week since Victoria’s adventure on the hiking trail with Tony, whom she met through the hookup app. Each night of the past week her mind wandered down that path to the tucked away spot at the end of the trail. She felt his hands between her thighs. The taste of his cock in her mouth. The sound he made when he came. The unrelenting tremors that erupted inside her when she came. The thrill of being with someone new with no expectations. Her nightly remembrance climaxed with a clit-torqueing orgasm that made her thankful nobody was around to hear her desirous screams. For her, after all these years allowing desire to flame and wane without ever allowing herself to pursue, she felt renewed, alive again through just one moment. She realized how much Natalie had helped her get to her Phoenix moment.

Natalie, Victoria’s best friend, was more than happy to hear all about Victoria’s adventure. In an unusual turn of events, Natalie masturbated listening to Victoria tell her story on the phone. Normally Victoria lived vicariously through Natalie’s stories. Not this time. Victoria listened excitedly to her friend moan during her orgasm just as Natalie had done so many times before while telling Victoria about her multitude of experiences. Victoria was happy to finally return the favor no matter how minimal it might have been in comparison.

Victoria had hoped to test her hookup app again before leaving for a business trip but she didn’t have the chance. She felt her heart tug disappointedly in her chest when she realized she might not be able to use the app in her hometown for another week. It had not occurred to her until twenty-two thousand feet above the ground that she could use the app literally in any city to which she flew. Her mind started reeling. A stranger in a strange city, in every city, would be exactly what she needed to learn how to live a sexual life again. Victoria glanced at the man sleeping beside her on the plane. She was thankful for this so she could adjust in the seat and squeeze her thighs tighter to fight the urge to masturbate in the airplane’s bathroom.

Waiting for the plane to arrive for her next flight the announcement came that every traveler dreads: flight cancelled. Apparently a significant storm system had developed around the city to which she was flying and since hers was the last flight out that night, Victoria was stuck in an airport for the night. After finishing the next day flight plans and finding a place to settle in for the night, Victoria began to wonder: is there any possibility that someone in this airport was down for a quickie somewhere in the airport? It was around midnight when the airport lighting started to lessen to make its overnight “guests” more comfortable. There were still some people milling around but the chatter was quiet. In a way Victoria found this all to be oddly eerie. But Victoria also wondered if this was an opportunity. Though it wasn’t the largest airport in the Midwest it was large enough that there could be places to hide for some fun, at least this is what she had hoped. Victoria felt her heart race. She even whispered to herself, “am I really going to do this?!” She actually felt her hands shake as she reached for the phone in her bag.  

Glancing around, Victoria looked for prying eyes. Most were asleep or buried in their own phones. She swiped her thumb to the app’s location. Her thumb hovered above it. She closed her eyes, breathed out slowly, and then dropped her thumb on the app icon. Having already given permission for the app to use her location when she opened the app, she watched while the icon spun searching for who might be nearby. Her heart began to pound. She glanced around wondering if someone beside her would match at the same time. Where would we go?! She panicked. She looked everywhere and immediately shut down each idea because of too many people, too many security cameras, or just flat out too public. Even if she matched she now thought it was a fool’s mission.

Just as she was about to close the app, the search stopped. The app flashed: We have a match! “No way,” Victoria heard herself say out loud. Catching herself she glanced up. Nobody seemed to notice. Her hand was noticeably trembling now. She almost didn’t even want to know. But now, if the “match” had already opened her picture, they would know her but she would not know them. Victoria thought about the story this would be for Natalie and how it might outdo anything she’s ever done. In fact Victoria was certain of it. Her thumb dropped again on the app.

The picture of a dark-skinned man with chiseled features and short, black hair popped up. His cheeks were dimpled and his teeth were brilliant white. Victoria immediately knew that if he had any personality at all, she would absolutely fuck him, if it were at all possible.  Her phone vibrated and an Instant Message popped up. It was him.

“Are you really in the airport?!” Victoria paused and wondered what she should say. As if possessed by Natalie’s ghost, she typed “yes.”

“Wow! That sucks!” he said.  Victoria didn’t know what to say.

“Stuck for the night?” he messaged.

“Yes.” Victoria felt her heart thumping in her chest. It was as if she were about to have a panic attack. She didn’t recognize immediately that this was arousal and pheromones coursing through her body at the highest possible level.

“I work here overnight,” he messaged. Victoria now felt the tightness in her throat and the swelling between her thighs. She shifted in her chair and glanced around trying to determine if he was working nearby. There was nobody “official-looking” anywhere to be seen. Her phone vibrated again. “I know all the hiding places.”

Gathering every ounce of confidence she had, Victoria typed, “maybe you should show me.”

“Meet me at B12 in twenty minutes.”

Victoria looked at her screen and she hadn’t even remembered typing “okay” in response. “Oh my god!” rang Victoria’s mind. She was genuinely panicking. Could she do this? She knew she wanted to but this was for real. No more fantasy. She quickly texted Natalie what was about to go down. Natalie was no help. All she said was, “just don’t scream too loud when you cum because security will arrest you probably.”

Thanks.

Recognizing that she had a little ways to walk and still needed a quick “freshen up” in the bathroom before she would meet the man, Victoria gave up her prime spot, gathered her bags, then started toward gate B12.

A security guard’s hard-soled shoes tapped loudly on the floor near gate B12. Victoria was now frightened. She was worried that the guard would ruin all of her plans, but he was moving away from the gate so she was hopeful he would keep moving. She tried to walk quietly as if she were doing something positively illegal. Who knows? Maybe she was about to. But Victoria wasn’t thinking about that. She was about to get something her body now demanded of her.

At gate B12 the lights were almost completely dark and nobody was around. She slid into the gate area and took a seat there in the shadows. She waited and glanced at the clock. Then she opened the app again. She typed a message: Where are you?! The sound of clicking shoes suddenly grew louder, approaching her area. The security guard! Victoria slid into her seat a little lower and then prayed she was hidden well enough in the shadows. The clicking got louder and her heart nearly stopped in her chest. and she held her breath. The guard, turned into the B12 area and appeared under one of the lights. His dark skin and bright smile gave him away. “I nearly died,” said Valerie without introduction and breathing in air again.

“Sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to scare you.” He came in close to her and took her hand into his. He kissed it and said his name was Juan.

“Victoria,” she barely choked out.

“Do you see the area over there?” Juan said pointing across the hall. It was boarded up and had a sign that a brewery was going to open there in just a few months. “Yes,” said Victoria.

“I have a key,” said Juan smiling. In his other hand a key appeared as if by magic. His smile was captivating but to top it all off, Juan had an accent. From her untrained ear Victoria thought it to be Spanish. She even guessed that he might have actually even been from Spain. In the end, it didn’t matter. Her body was trembling and she could hardly wait to feel him inside her.

“Then I guess we better go inside,” she said with an unknown courage. He helped her stand and told her not to worry about the bags as he was the only guard in that area that night. Victoria squeezed his hand and followed him to the construction area.

Juan had barely closed the door behind him before he turned and lifted Victoria into the air and pressed her back against the new bar. Victoria was quite a bit shorter than he so she lifted her legs and wrapped them around his thin waist. When he pressed his hips into her she could feel his cock already erect in his slacks. All Victoria could think about was how big it felt against her body through their clothing.

“You feel huge!” Victoria moaned grinding her pussy against him.

“Victoria…I am huge,” he said before sucking her lips to his once again. Juan thrust his hips toward her and Victoria moaned. She already felt her orgasm niggling at her and she wanted to wait, at least until he was fucking her. But she had no idea if she could hold out that long.

Victoria pushed Juan away so she wouldn’t cum. She tugged at his belt and opened his slacks. She wondered how big her eyes got when Juan’s enormous cock flopped out of his uniform slacks. Erect, Victoria could wrap both her hands, diminutive as the were, around his shaft and still had room to suck his tip, which she did eagerly. Juan’s precum was salty and his cock seemed to somehow grow thicker and longer while she stroked and sucked him. She didn’t know how it was possible, but it just kept getting bigger.

Juan, seemingly close to cumming, stopped Victoria and took her by the shoulders. He moved her to a table top, tugged her slacks and soaked panties to the ground, and placed her back gently on the table. With her naked legs spread and in each one of his hands, Juan placed his giant cock on her clit. He rubbed it on her clit and put the tip inside for only a second before rubbing his cock on her clit again. Victoria grabbed the edge of the table. Her body wild with excitement and anticipation.

“Please,” she begged. “I got to have it now!”

Slowly, Juan slid as much of his cock inside as would fit. As it slid inside, Victoria felt her entire pussy stretch. He waited for her to adjust but she didn’t need much time. He hadn’t made a single stroke and Victoria felt years of pent up need release inside her. It started with a single, hard convulsion deep inside. It held on tightly, blocking Victoria’s mind from any form of awareness except the feeling inside her pussy. Then, as if her body were spewing out the years of sexual tension since her husband left and the less than fulfilling sensation of years of masturbation-only orgasms, she shook. Her hips raised taking Juan somehow a little deeper. Her thighs shook. Her hands cramped under the strain of her grasp on the table. Victoria’s moan was soulful.  And she let orgasm do its job, to erase the past and to allow a new Victoria to take its place.

 Once Juan could tell that the orgasm had subsided, he thrust slowly in and out while spreading her legs ever-wider. Victoria gasped and started to come back to the moment. She looked into Juan’s brown eyes and muttered, “fuck me.” Juan’s thrusts filled Victoria completely. She banged the back of her head on the table while his cock worked up another orgasm inside her. Her whole mind and body focused on the sensation of his cock inside her. Knowing that this was a quick hookup, Victoria was not surprised to feel Juan’s cock expand and become more aggressive with his orgasm quickly approaching. Knowing how good her pussy felt, tight around his giant cock. As if rehearsed, Victoria moaned as her second orgasm rushed through her at the same time Juan’s cock flexed. He groaned aloud and they trembled together in pure ecstasy.

The next morning Victoria flew towards her destination in a plane full of people who probably hated the fact that they had just spent the night on an airplane. Not Victoria. She had risen from her past and was flying again, a new woman.