Page 20 of King from the Sky

“I’m ok, really.”

Alex gave her a sexy smirk as he rubbed her hand softly in his. His eyes glanced over her entire body, slowly as if he was really taking all of her in. Then he drifted his gaze back to lock eyes with hers. She wanted to cave under the onslaught of that sexy, yet menacing, eye contact but she held her ground feeling her heart pounding faster with every second and the moistness between her legs getting more intense. She felt like she needed a shower after all the sweating she had been doing. When she sweat like that she did not feel sexy and she especially did not want someone between her legs, but she was feeling the desire that she had been wrestling with since she woke up stirring once again deep inside of her.

Alex licked his lips and raised both eyebrows at her as if telling her exactly what he was thinking. Emily found herself smiling back in response. She was so happy that their minds were always on the same wavelength.

Alex slipped out of his seat belt and casually made his way to the back of that section to the bathroom closing the door behind him.

Emily waited and took several deep breaths. She knew that Alex wanted her to follow him, but the idea of doing it on a plane made her nervous. She had always joked about the idea of joining the mile-high club, but she wasn’t sure it was really feasible or that anyone really did it. She had wondered if it was just something that people joked about.

She waited about a minute until she was sure that no one would have seen Alex coming and going from the bathroom. Then she stepped out of the seat and casually made her way back there, stopping just for a split second to do a head check to make sure that no one was watching her.

Then she stepped into the bathroom.

The room was cramped and much smaller than even the tiniest closets. The logistics did not seem like they would even work for them to do anything in such an enclosed space, but there Alex was standing with his pants around his ankles and his huge thing in his hand. He was holding it with his right hand and smacking it against his left hand like it was a bat and she was about to get whacked with it.

Emily felt her panties sopping wet against her crotch. She was so ready that she could not take the suspense anymore. Maybe this had been Alex’s plan all along. He had wanted them to wait so they could experience international flight the right way.

Alex didn’t say a word; he quickly grabbed Emily and spun her around, pressing her tightly against the mirror above the tiny sink. He furiously ripped her panties down under her skirt and within a second he was deep inside of her humping away in long, hard—almost violent- strokes. She wanted to scream out. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs as his huge thing filled her wet, tight, box.

She bit her tongue in an effort to keep her moaning down, so that no one outside of the bathroom would hear her passion, and tasted blood. Something about the taste of the blood and the passion erupting inside of her after a nightmare near death experience sent her into hyper drive. Emily thought that she was going to come on the spot. She had never come multiple times before, but she was sure that it was about to happen now. This man was just too intense. He was like the culmination of every action hero and every fantasy man that she had ever read about in any cheesy romance novel all put together into one man.

“You like that,” Alex grunted as he began to pump her harder and harder. The sound of him going in and out of her wetness echoed loudly creating a splish splash type of sound that was oddly amusing and sexy.

Emily tried to hold onto the sink to keep her body in place so that she could absorb the maximum impact of his hard fleshy tool pile driving into her body. With every thrust her body was knocked back a little bit by the momentum of the force.

She gritted her teeth as she held on stronger and let him abuse her the best that he could. She loved every single second of every inch of him pounding deeper and deeper. She was not sure that she could be stretched any farther, but somehow he managed to do it to the point of sharp piercing pain that accompanied the exquisite sensation of being filled and refilled by him.

The pain and pleasure together were fantastic.

“Ohhhh! Harder!” Emily hissed at him.

Alex followed suit as he pressed her whole body and face against the mirror and pounded her so hard the little airplane bathroom shook with each thrust of power. Emily felt herself letting go and she knew it was going to gush out of her at any moment. She had never really gushed before when she finished, but something about Alex brought this out of her.

He released his hot seed inside of her mere seconds before she came all over his huge, hard member as it continued to push deeply inside of her, but slower now.

Afterwards they both sneaked out of the bathroom and took their seats, first Emily and then Alex. As Emily sat down she noticed that her panties were actually ripped and it felt like she was almost wearing nothing. She didn’t mind that at all, though.

Her head was still swimming with the amazing fuck they’d just had in the bathroom. She never knew it could be that intense and that the violence of it could be more fun than the sex itself. She loved the way that he had just taken her and really just had his way with her. That sort of thing had always terrified her and somewhere deep inside she had always felt guilty about even entertaining the notion that it could be fun, even when she pleasured herself. She pleasured herself quite regularly the past year or so, and she had discovered that her fantasies varied. But one that always came back to her was being taken roughly and letting go of all control.

This had just happened for real. And she loved it. As they settled back in their seats and Alex took her hand in his Emily had to smile to herself. She wished she could have seen the expression on her face as she finished. They were going to have to film the next one, she decided. That was definitely happening.

She marveled at the idea and the fact that it was just conceived in her own mind.

What in the hell was happening to her?