by Powerone
The napkin covered her eyes; it was really dark now. She still clutched her breasts. What did he mean, the light? It was already off. She heard a click and then realized what he meant. He must have turned on the reading light. She could only imagine it, but she was sure that it was probably shining directly on her palms clutching her breasts.
""They are too beautiful to cover, Jessica. Let me see your naked breasts.""
She slowly raised her arms high over her head, her breasts rising up. She knew how they must look, thrust out. The attempts at trying to make believe it was not happening were now gone. He knew that she was not asleep and was making no pretense to cover up his actions. She lay there waiting for the Senator''s hands to return, not sure how far he would go with her body, the wetness between her legs still flowing.
Bill watched her breasts rise as her arms went over her head. “"So beautiful, Jessica."” He had won; she was his to do with as he wished. She might protest a few of the things he planned to do to her, but he enjoyed that. He liked when they fought a little; he liked a little reluctance in them.
""Please."” She pleaded, not really knowing whether she was protesting or begging. She jerked in response to his touch on her naked stomach, as he slowly circled her flesh. Her eyes clenched tight, not wanting to see what he was doing to her.
He couldn''t wait any longer. His hands moved up until they cupped her breasts, his fingers delighting in the feel of her youthful flesh. He gently squeezed, his hands grasping while his fingers sought out her nipples. He let two fingers lightly tap at the already hard buds, and heard her gasp at his insolent fondling as she passively lay there, half naked, the bright reading light illuminating her breasts. Her areolas were the size of half dollars, the dark brown highlighted against her alabaster skin. Her nipples were a dark pink, almost red and over an inch long. His fingers tapped on them, snapping back and forth then pinching them lightly, applying more and more pressure. He twisted her nipples, and her back arched up as he pulled upward.
His fingers were moving so fast, pulling, twisting and snapping her nipples then finally his fingers stretching up the rubbery flesh. The pressure on her nipples increased, his fingers tightening more the further he pulled on them.
""Ohhh!"” Her nipples were now over an inch and half long. She suddenly felt relief when he released her buds, causing her breasts to collapse back to her chest. But her relief was short-lived when she heard the sound of ice cubes sloshing about in the ice bucket, and she braced for the inevitable. “"Ahhhhh!"” Ice-cold water dripped onto her stomach, her muscles contracting in response to the freezing stream. “"No, please!"” she pleaded, knowing her cries were falling on deaf ears. A piece of ice pressed to her warm stomach and slowly, painfully moved up her body seeking her breasts.
""I''m going to make your nipples so hard they are going to feel like they are bursting, Jessica. You will eagerly want my fingers to return and tug on them."” She felt the ice rub on the underside of her breasts, goose bumps sprouting out all over her body. The ice left a trail of rapidly warming water, her body heat melting it.
He stroked her head, as her teeth clenched in anticipation of the ice on her nipples. “"Relax, Jessica. It is going to hurt when it touches your sensitive nipples, but it will be such a delicious pain. And I will make you cum from it.""
She felt the ice begin to move over one of her breasts, his other hand grabbing the globe in his fingers, pressing inward, forcing blood to rush to the hard nipples. The ice moved closer and closer to her areola.
She shivered, partly in fear and partly from the cold. Her breast was wet, the ice rapidly melting as he ran it over her flesh. She felt it near her areola, and her teeth gritted in expectation of when the ice would touch the delicate flesh. He was right, the ice hadn''t even hit her nipple yet, but it already felt like it would burst. She arched her back, pushing her breast into his clenching fingers. He ran the ice around her nipple leaving a freezing path of water on her dark areola, tiny hard goose bumps covering the otherwise smooth flesh.
Jessica screamed, not even caring if the flight attendants heard her. He had pushed a new piece of ice directly on her nipple, holding it tightly against it. The shock of the cold came first, then it was the numbing pain as he moved it around her nipple, but never quite pulled it away. A sharp throbbing emanated from her frozen nipple and traveled up her spine. He pushed down on the ice with one hand while continuing to squeeze her breast with the other, leaving no escape for her. Her fingers clenched in pain, her fingernails digging into her palms. It burned now, the hardened nub frozen. She feared he would cause her permanent damage.
He gave her a break, pulling the ice from her. His fingers quickly sought out the cold nipple, plucking at it, feeling how long it had become, how hard it was. He pinched harder, not hearing even a groan from her, knowing that his fingers were better than the ice. She even arched her back up, pushing her nipple into his fingers; his pinching fingers were warmer than the ice.
She could not believe how much the ice had hurt. He was right; it had felt like her nipple was going to burst. It felt swollen. His fingers felt good, warming the frozen flesh. Hearing the sound of the ice swooshing around again, knowing that he was readying another piece obviously for her other breast, she braced herself.
Her other breast was subjected to the same treatment. First the ice slowly encircled her breast, then moved over the wide expanse of her flesh, but always skirted her areola, always teased her. She shivered again, her breath taken away as the ice finally touched her areola, moving around it. She could feel the cold from the ice on her nipple as he slowly moved it around it, playing that same game, not yet touching it. “"God, no!"” the ice at last pressed painfully onto her nipple again. She could feel it become numb, then move on to the pain stage. She fidgeted about, but his fingers continued to hold the cold cube against her nipple, replacing it with a new one, never allowing it to melt. “"Thank you ... “” Jessica whimpered when the ice was removed, grateful for the reprieve. His fingers returned to pluck at the hard nub, igniting pain into the tip as he snapped them with his fingertips. The pain he caused assured her she had not lost feeling in them.
Then he grabbed both of her nipples between his fingers and began to pull on them, upward, stretching the hard nipples to greater proportions. He rotated his hands, and her body jerked in pain as her nipples were painfully twisted. He let one of her nipples go, his hand sliding down her stomach.
""You''re going to have to cum for me, Jessica.""
His hand slid over her pussy and down her thigh until he found the bottom of her skirt. He quickly snapped it up, moving up her naked thighs until he touched her panties. He grabbed her pussy in his fingers, digging into the tender flesh, feeling how wet she was, her panties soggy with her juices.
""It should be easy, Jessica; easy for you to cum. Your pussy is already wet. I told you the ice would be a delicious pain."” He pushed his fingers between the ridges, feeling the fleshy crease of her lips fold over his two fingers, her panties pushed between them. He ran his fingers up and down her slit, moving higher each time to the place where her clit would be, pushing harder with one finger until he found the hard bud. He rubbed harshly, feeling her press her ass into the seat, trying to escape his probing finger. He massaged it, feeling her body relax, accepting the inevitable. Her thighs slid further apart, giving him greater access to her sex.
It began to feel good, his fingers masturbating her just like Professor Johnson had done to her. Would he also be able to make her cum more than once? She raised her ass up from the seat as she felt his finger slide down her slit, pushing her silky panties into the moistened groove.
Her hips moved up allowing his fingers to slide lower, down over her pussy until they touched her tiny anus. His finger felt so big compared to the small opening; her body shivered as he touched her there. She felt the finger circle the hole, clenching and unclenching on the darting digit.
He was touching her back there, just as Profes
Jessica was quickly brought back to reality when she felt a chunk of ice pressed tightly against her nipple. “"Ow!"” Another ice cube was pressed onto the other side, trapping it. He eased up a little, moving both cubes back and forth, increasing pressure as the ice began to melt from her hot body. His other hand moved back to her pussy, sliding up and down her slit, running a fat finger over her swollen clit, pushing and pulling her silky panties between her fleshy lips. Her panties were now soaked. She was ready to cum. She had to, the pain of the ice re-freezing her delicate nipple now ran up her spine to her brain.
Her nipple hurt as the rough, bitterly ice was pinched tightly around the sensitive flesh. His fingers sought out her slit, pushing into the soaked panties pulled tightly between her legs, splitting her open.
The pain of her rapidly freezing nipple was merging with the pleasurable feeling of his masturbating fingers. She was going to cum soon. She had to. Emotions enveloped her—the feeling of submissiveness as she lay on an airplane, her body almost naked, her nipple tortured with ice, her pussy masturbated by a powerful senator. It was happening to her again. She arched her back, pressing her breast into the ice, the nipple pinched even harder between the cubes. Water was running down her side, rapidly melting from her body heat. She raised her hips up, her ass rising from the seat, pushing him deeper into her pussy slit, his masturbating fingers creating such wonderful pleasure in her body.
Her body shuddered as his fingers flicked and tapped at her clip. His fingers pinched her nipple harder between the ice, letting the cubes saw back and forth over the frozen flesh. She gasped in pain or pleasure, but not sure which, the feelings merging into one.
Screaming, she came on his fingers, her juices soaking through her panties, running between her spread thighs to the leather seat below. She felt him release the ice from her nipple, his hot fingers returning to it, pinching and pulling painfully, the feeling returning to the frozen flesh. That was all she needed to cum a second time, trying to fuck his fingers into her pussy, her panties preventing it. She jerked her hips sideways, back and forth, making him pull on her clit as she came, afraid that she had peed her pants, they were so soaked. “"Fuck!! Feels soooo good ... “” His hands continued to run over her body, dragging her orgasm out. Her senses were on overload, unable to comprehend how they did this to her each time.
His hands slowly manipulated her body. She was unable to stop him, limp from coming so hard. She felt her body lifted up and pulled over to his seat, not sure what he planned to do. She had thought he was finished, now afraid of what would be required of her. Her head was lifted up and placed on his stomach, her chest still heaving, her body trembling from the cold. She watched him slowly draw down his zipper, unbuckle his belt and draw his pants apart, his shorts barely able to contain the hard cock tenting it out. One hand stroked her face, the other grabbing her hand, placing it on his cock.
She felt it pulse beneath her fingers. It was large; she was barely able to encircle it. She knew he wanted her to jerk him off. He had made her cum; now it was his turn.
""Take it completely out. I want to feel your hot hands on my naked cock,"” he ordered her.
She did as he demanded, pulling his cock fully out of his boxers. It was big, over eight inches long. The head of his cock was a dark red, large veins running up the length of the shaft, and it twitched in her hands when she touched his naked flesh.
""It likes your warm touch. Rub it, Jessica, and play with my balls."” He pulled his pants and shorts down. Her head now rested on his naked stomach, her face only inches from the hard cock in her hands. Her other hand reached down between his legs, grabbing his ball sack, hefting it up and squeezing it gently. The head jerked when she squeezed his cock. He stretched back in the seat, loving the feeling of an exquisite young girl jerking off his cock. He could just barely feel her hot breath on his cock. “"Did you masturbate Professor Johnson?""
""No, he just made me cum,"” she answered, still sliding her hand up and down his cock. She tightened her fingers when she ran over the head, letting the friction increase. She flicked her fingers on his piss slot, his cock jerking in appreciation.
""You''re good at this, Jessica. You stroke my cock as if you had one of your own."” He moved his hand down to her face, stroking her cheeks, the other hand on the back of her head. “"Blow on my cock, Jessica. Let it feel your hot breath.""
She blew on the head of his cock, holding it tightly with her hand as she did. She clenched tighter on the hot cock as it jerked from the exquisite feeling of her breath.
""Mmmm,"” she mumbled, as two fingers suddenly pushed into her mouth, opening her up wide. Before she could pull away, his fingers were replaced with the rubbery feeling of his hot cock, her lips spread wide to accept the large shaft. She began to struggle, but his hand on her head kept her in place, his hips rising up, forcing more of his cock into her mouth.
""Relax, Jessica. Wrap your hot little lips around my cock. It will fit. Ahhh, yes that feels so good. Your mouth is so hot.""
""You''ve never sucked a cock before, have you, Jessica?"” The Senator laughed. Professor Johnson had missed a wonderful opportunity, an opportunity that he would not pass up.
She continued to struggle, the terrible taste of his cock filling her mouth, leaking drops of cum onto her tongue. It sat there, thick and salty, mixing with her saliva, permeating her mouth. His fingers tightened on her head.
She shook her head. The cock in her mouth sat heavily on her tongue, pushing deeper inside. Her lips ached from being stretched so wide, trying to spit the cock out, while his hand held her head tightly.
""Damn, a virgin mouth. Well, Jessica, we don''t have enough time for me to teach you how to properly suck a cock, so I''m just going to jerk off in your mouth."” He placed one hand on her head holding her in place. He moved her hand off of his cock, bringing both of them to his balls. “"Play with my balls; I''ll stroke my cock.""
She struggled more. He intended to cum, cum in her mouth. Just a few drops had already tasted bad. She was sure that if he dumped a load of cum in her mouth she would vomit. She shook her head back and forth trying to dislodge him.
""Settle down, Jessica!"” he shouted, his hand grabbing her head tight. Her struggles stopped. “"Much better. I made you cum, now you are going to do the same to me. I want you to run your tongue over my cock, especially the head.""
Jessica trembled. He was rough with her, holding her head tightly, forcing more of his cock inside her mouth, her lips stretched like rubber bands as they wrapped tightly around the hot flesh. She puffed through her nose, her mouth stuffed. She had to get this over with. She tentatively ran her tongue over the cock, its head already in the back of her mouth almost gagging her, so she let her tongue curl just under the ridge.
He relaxed his grip when he felt her tongue move about his cock. He pulled his cock out until only the head was slipped past her lips. “"Good girl, Jessica, now run your tongue over the head. Get used to the taste of my cum. You will soon have it overflowing your mouth. You''re going to have to swallow a lot of it to keep from choking to death."” He stroked his cock, his hand banging into her lips occasionally, his passion getting the better of him.
It throbbed as she tongued it. Each time it jerked in her mouth another drop of cum leaked out, her tongue soaking it up, her taste buds overpowered by the thick, salty fluid. Her lips hurt from his knuckles banging into them. Then he pushed his cock further into her mouth. She let her tongue run down the length of it, feeling the large vein down the side, feeling every bump and ridge with her tongue. She felt him pumping quicker, knowing that it would be soon. Soon, he would dump his cum into her mouth.
""You''re going to make such a good cocksucker, Jessica. You just need someone to teach you how to do it right. Your tongue already knows what to do. Keep your tongue fluttering on my cock when I begin to cum. Do a good job and I will feed you a nice load of hot cum,"” he said, laughing at her distress.
She was being treated like a whore, her mouth nothing more than a hole to dump his cum into. But she continued to please him, wanting to get it over with, wanting to get dressed, but still half naked, her breasts pressed into his stomach as she was mouth-fucked. She took hold of his balls, both hands capturing the sac, squeezing gently, forcing the cum from him. His hand gripped her head tightly, his other hand pumping harder and she knew he was ready to cum. This was what she dreaded. Would she be able to swallow his cum? Would he choke her with it?
""Take it, Jessica."” His hand pumped his cock, his jism shooting up from his balls and out the end, her tongue running over the piss slit at the exact moment it shot out."” God, such a tight, hot mouth. Take my cum!""
Jessica choked as the first load shot out into the back of her mouth, some blasting directly down her throat, gagging her. She tried to swallow, difficult to do as her mouth became more and more filled with the heavy fluid. Cum dripped from the corner of her mouth. He pumped again, filling every corner of her mouth with the salty liquid, while her tongue fluttered over his slimy cock head.
He watched her throat swallowing as his cock shot out the second and third load of cum into her sweet mouth. Her fingers coaxed the cum from his balls, her tongue received it, bathing the darting appendage with his cum. She might have not sucked a cock before but she was swallowing his cum like a common street whore. “"Take the rest, swallow the rest of my cum,"” he grunted, pumping harder, emptying the cum from his balls into her young, hot mouth.
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