by T West
“That they are, Becky. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous.” Lottie replied.
“First time dollying?”
“Yep, always been the passenger, never the host.” She grinned, and Becky chuckled.
“Bless you. Ever been in the cockpit?”
“Not yet…”
Becky grabbed her and shoved her towards the front of the plane. “Get going then, and meet the Captain. The sheep will be on soon and it’s better you meet the man now who’s going to be taking us across the pond.”
Lottie stumbled onward, glancing about the plane as she did so. The seats were roomy and comfortable looking, much more so than the ones at the training sessions. Ahead of her the cabin door was open. The Air Marshal was sitting to the side reading a Tom Clancy novel and paid her no mind as she strode in to meet the pilots.
The first thing that got her attention was the frame of the seated man, facing away from her. He had the shoulders of someone who took great pride in his physique. Lottie couldn’t help but glance around for any weights that he might use during the flight. But she suddenly realized it was a silly thought, and turned her attention back to the pilot. He and the co-pilot were busy doing their pre-flight checks, going over the various dials and gages. As if sensing her, the pilot got up and stepped towards Lottie.
“You must be the new girl,” he said with a stern expression. “You’re not going to get air sick on me are you?”
Lottie smiled and shook her head. “Not a chance, sir. I’ve flown long-haul before and usually have a stroll to keep my legs from passing out. This isn’t much different, I'm just giving people food and drink this time.”
The co-pilot glanced over his shoulder with a smirk before returning to his duties. The Captain cupped his chin in his hand as he eyed her over once more.
Lottie shuffled uncomfortably for a moment.
“Get back to Becky.” Said the Captain. “Go take care of the sheep.”
Without any hesitation, she turned back and rushed off to find Becky, who was loading a cart ready for post takeoff.
“How’s the Captain?” She asked.
Lottie glanced back towards the cockpit. “Umm… interesting, I guess…”
Becky sighed. “Look, I didn’t tell you this, but he’s a bit of a… he likes the ladies, likes to put them through their paces.”
Lottie nodded, and helped load the cart until another attendant entered the plane to announce that it was almost time.
“To be honest, he was a bit… intimidating.” Lottie admitted.
Becky laughed. “Oh please, the amount of girls he goes through, he probably thought you were just one more game for him to chase.”
They heard the oncoming footsteps and put their game faces on. The first few passengers boarded and it was time for Lottie to put all her training to good use. It was going to be a long flight.
The in-flight dinner was a surprisingly tasty serving of chicken korma and brown rice with naan bread, and a pudding of apple pie and custard. For airline food, it was rather impressive. Becky sent Lottie to take the pilots their meals. As she entered the cabin, she saw only the co-pilot. She stole a peek out ahead, and was momentarily awestruck at the breathtaking view. Miles upon miles of open sea and specks of cloud formed a tattered carpet below them. Ahead, the sky was turning darker, and stars were starting to appear. She heard the Captain standing behind her and the click of his belt. Lottie turned around, fearing the worst, before registering that he had just come back from the bathroom.
“Dinner is served, huh?” The Captain asked.
Lottie handed him the tray with a smile, the co-pilot’s tray already sitting on the side.
“Ah, curry. What could be better.” The Captain remarked. Lottie noted that he had taken his tie off and unbuttoned his shirt a little. His coat was stored to the side and for the first time she was able to get a good look of how well-built he was. Intent to break the nervousness she was feeling, Lottie said, “It’s quite nice too. You can almost forget it’s reheated.”
“Never had reheated curry before? You crew girls.” He dismissed Lottie, and once past the door, she sighed and readied herself for a moment, before throwing herself back into the pen of needy passengers.
Everything went as well as Lottie could hope for, for the next few hours. Becky was busying herself, chatting to the passengers and seeing to their needs. Lottie got herself a quick drink, pulling the curtain to hide the trolley service area for some privacy. Thanks to corporate competition, Coca-Cola couldn’t be supplied to Highwind Airlines without risking losing contracts with seven other airliners, but she was more than happy with the sugary Pepsi as she chugged a whole can.
“So, how are you finding your first flight?” Came a voice from behind her, and Lottie spun around to see the Captain there.
“Going good so far, thanks. You?” She replied, quickly noticing how naive she sounded.
“Well, I guess I'm finding your first flight okay too…” he smiled slyly.
Lottie giggled nervously.
The Captain just sighed and shook his head. “Girl… if you’re going to be part of the Highwind family, you’re going to have to relax a little. We’re a very relaxed group of people. I mean, damn, my co-pilot is asleep right now, and we’re on auto-pilot. I usually come out to chat with the crew around this time. It’s just what we do here.”
Lottie let out a sigh of relief. The big man didn’t feel any less imposing though. “I'm sorry, I'm just a bit nervous, first flight and all that. Want good marks.”
“Don’t worry, kid. You will get good marks.”
“Thanks…”
The Captain clapped his hand on her shoulder and laughed heartily. “That’s the spirit! Loosen up for god’s sake. Now, I'm going to grab a drink. Can you take a peek in the cockpit, make sure we aren’t about to run over any flying cows?”
Lottie nodded, crushed her can and tossed it into the bin. The cockpit door was already open, but the co-pilot wasn’t there. She figured he must have gone to take a leak. The room was rather dimly lit except for a couple of overhead spotlights and various illuminated screens. Mechanically, everything looked great. She stepped right into the cockpit and rested her hand on the co-pilot’s chair, marveling at how smoothly everything was running on auto. She looked out to gaze at the view ahead.
She stared out into the darkness ahead of her as a chill ran down her spine. Suddenly, she felt a presence behind her.
She turned around to see the Captain standing right behind her. The door to the cockpit was shut. Her eyes travelled down the big man’s muscular body, and rested on the huge bulge in his slacks.
“You caught my eye the moment you walked aboard this plane,” said the Captain. “Well, this is my plane, and that means that everything aboard is also mine for the taking.”
Lottie gulped, but she couldn’t deny the lust and desire that coursed through her. She knew what needed to be done, and she knew what was expected of her. She dropped to her knees and undid the Captain’s slacks. She reached inside and got out his massive cock and balls. Her eyes lit up and she licked her lips.
“Go ahead. And that’s an order.” Said the Captain.
She didn’t need to be asked twice. She slid his cock right into her mouth, as far as it could go. She grabbed hold of his muscular thighs as the big man began to thrust in and out, slowly at first, before picking up quite a pace and really face fucking her. Dark grey clouds formed just outside the window, creating an eerie nighttime atmosphere.
Lottie started to pant loudly, the mammoth balls jiggling just beneath her chin. She reached down with one hand and grabbed both of them in turn, kneading his sack and gently squeezing them, pushing them together and rubbing his wide, throbbing girth as she sucked on his cock head.
The Captain sure was pleased that he had his dick inside a tight warm mouth, as he pummeled his hips back and forth, his muscular thighs slapping up against Lottie’s shoulders. He reached down, grabbed her hair and pulled
it back, whilst using his cock to give her a playful smack across the cheeks.
“Oooh baby,” said the Captain. “Keep doing that. You’re so good at this.”
Lottie’s lips touched the head of his cock again as she looked back up into those eyes. She smiled as her tongue went to flick over the head, and she swirled it around the tip before starting to suck lightly. The Captain groaned, and his fingers wrapped tighter in her hair. She moaned as her mouth went to work, and she bobbed up and down on his cock. She started to choke a little when it hit the back of her throat three quarters of the way in, but she tried to breathe through her nose. She pulled back to blow on his wet, hot flesh, and the Captain shivered.
The Captain pulled on her hair, but Lottie didn’t need him to guide her back onto his cock as she tried to take more. She gagged around him as she let his cock head go into the back of her throat, and despite the gagging she kept sucking. He held her there before letting her up for air, and she gasped a little. Once back inside her mouth, she couldn’t help but to moan around the cock as arousal shot through her. Usually she was weary of men taking control, but there was something about this man that made it seem so right. She wanted to be used.
“God, you’re good.” The Captain said, and he started to pull her on and off of his cock by her hair, guiding her.
She gagged as she took him into her throat each time, but the muscles in her throat felt so good around the head of the cock. He would let her take back control for just a moment before he couldn’t take any more of her teasing tongue. The big man could feel himself getting closer and closer to his first orgasm of the night with the help of Lottie’s skilled, warm mouth.
He started to slam into her throat, barely giving her time to catch her breath as his eyes fluttered closed. Every time she moaned around him, he could feel the vibrations traveling up his shaft, making him roll his head back and gasp. He pushed into her throat one more time before pulling out.
The Captain lifted her up, turned her around and bent her over the pedestal radios. She felt a big, strong palm grab her ass from behind, through her skirt.
He stood behind her, his huge hand fondling her taut buns, rubbing the spheres up and down. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “So fresh... so fertile.”
Lottie moaned, so caught up in the moment. She felt his other hand cover her mouth and grip her face tightly, muffling her moans. “Shhh, we’re not alone up here, remember. They’re just outside this door.” Lottie cried out into the palm, as the man’s grasp on her butt tightened. The Captain’s cock throbbed, and pressed against her skirt. He gave his ass one final firm squeeze, and in one fell swoop ripped down her skirt and thong.
Embarrassed and slightly humiliated, but extremely aroused, Lottie stuck her butt out and up.
She longed for something to be inside her. She felt the pair of big strong hands on her ass, this time so warm against her bare flesh. She felt the big cock head pressing up against her pussy from behind. It was throbbing, and felt even bigger than when it was in her mouth.
She heard a long, deep exhale from behind her. “We’re not going to need a condom...” The Captain said as Lottie felt his cock pressing harder against her pussy, trying to enter her. He was enormous, but she was already so slicked up and juicy that he was able get the head in with relative ease. He slid the rest inside, inch by inch, skewering her. She gasped out in pain and pleasure, as she felt the full length of the enormous dick. She felt big balls banging against her as he began to pound, grunting like an animal.
The Captain was at a point of no return. He pounded her hard and fast, grabbing hold of her hips, playfully smacking her ass and pulling her hair back. Lottie liked the Captain’s moves. She was being drilled to the ninth degree, plowed like a cheap whore. She was at a point of no return too. His ridiculously long cock slamming her so relentlessly was giving her pleasure she’d never known. She took it, every last inch, hitting her sweet spot and making her moan. She arched her back and stuck out her tush further. He withdrew his cock and slapped it between her plentiful cheeks. She could feel the slick head tickling the inside of his globes, teasing her, and he rested his heavy cock on the small of her back, before rubbing it up and down the length of her tight crack.
“Oh wow… that feels so good! ” Lottie said encouragingly, as she reached down to work her clit.
With Lottie’s snatch so juicy, the Captain knew that it was time to plunge back in. She knew that it was time too. He held her cheeks and pressed his cock up against her again.
“Fuck... sir... I need to get knocked up!”
The big man groaned once more, and rammed his mammoth dick right up her pussy.
She shrieked, screamed and yelled at the top of her lungs. The man drilled her hard, every last inch buried deep. He pummeled her so hard and rampantly that she dripped love juice down onto the floor beneath her, pooling between her shoes. The cock up her pussy was nearly too much for her to take, and as her walls clamped down around the girth, she continued to work her clit, stroking as fast as she could.
Lottie couldn’t hold it any longer. She came, squirting around the girth and all over a monitor beneath her, the see-through liquid trickling down and seeping into an important-looking device.
The Captain withdrew with an audible ‘pop’, and flung her over his leather pilot seat. He stood up on the arms of the chair, and lowered himself down as if squatting weights. He rested his hands on the young woman’s shoulders, so that his muscular chest was pressed up against her back. He rubbed his bell-end up against her inviting pussy again, asking to be let in. Lottie gave him full permission.
“Please. Give it to me!”
The Captain plunged deep, and swung his cock in and out of her soaked pussy, his big grapefruits full to bursting. He wanted to achieve his climax, urgently. He fucked her hard and fast, wrapping his big, muscular arms around her stomach as he penetrated her. He impaled her over and over, pounding in and out. Lottie could feel his hot breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear. He stuck out his tongue and suckled on the underside of her ear and nibbled on her earlobe, the enamel of his teeth feeling cold against her skin.
She felt his balls tighten up against her. As he let out one final primitive cry, the Captain shot his load. He pumped his spunk into her, shooting jet after jet of thick, ropey cream deep inside her fertile body. He coated her inner workings with his potent cum. The sperm swam blindly to their destination.
With his little swimmers buried deep, the Captain gave her one final loving kiss on the neck as he stroked her hair. He pulled out his cock, which was now almost flaccid, and sat down on the co-pilot’s chair. Lottie spun round and sat down, her cream pie warm between her legs.
She hopped down in between his thighs and sucked eagerly on his dick, keen to taste her own juice and flavorings on the drained shaft. With the Captain semi-hard and fatigued, she widened her lips and sucked him from the balls all the way to the tip, cleaning him as best she could, before resting her lips on the pulsing cock head and vacuuming out the last drop of spunk, which she gulped down greedily.
“First flight and all that. Want good marks.” Said Lottie.
“Don’t worry, kid. You will get good marks.”
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LOCKED UP & KNOCKED UP
By
Tess West
B are open road, stars adorning the sky like an astral blanket, scenery flashing past like a blurred suggestion. But the only thing that mattered to Rachel was the horizon. Home was a long way away and she had no plans of heading back there anytime soon. Studies, work, relationships, it was all baring down on her so much that she just had to break free. She didn’t care where she was going, just that it was far and fast.
Her phone buzzed, and not for the first time. She ignored the seventh missed call, and smiled. The world was hers and it was all she needed. The road curved as it ascended, and it wasn’t long until she was heading east, turning her head to see the distant specks of light co
ming from her home town. She slowed for a moment, letting the engine breath.
She parked, and hopped out of the car without a care in the world. She gazed back at where she had come from, and all she saw was pressure, stress and responsibility. She lingered for a moment, in two minds. She wanted to keep going, but it was her home.
She clenched her fists, strained in thought.
“Not yet…” she breathed.
She got back in the seat, back where she felt comfortable and free. She shifted into gear, the tires roaring as she zoomed off again, headlights blasting the unexplored road ahead of her. Adventure was at hand.
The hilly tree-covered land she knew so well was gone, ahead was a stretch of dust and fields. Every now and then, for a split second, she caught the glimpse of eyes reflected in her headlights. Animals were curious of the speeding machine and scared of its roar as she coursed on, radio blaring her favorite 80’s music. It was nearing midnight, joy flushing through her as she felt the sheer excitement of the situation. She beat her fists on the steering wheel and screamed with pure ecstasy. “I'm free!”