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Turbulent Desires - part 2
‘Dexter,’ you say in a low voice, ‘do you think we could … continue this somewhere else?’ He raises an eyebrow and smiles mischievously. ‘You mean somewhere more private?’ You nod, feeling your cheeks flush with excitement and anticipation. Dexter leans in close, his breath warm against your ear as he whispers, ‘I think that can be arranged.’
Dexter stands up and offers you his hand. You take it, allowing him to help you out of your seat. As you stand, you feel the weight of the other passengers’ gazes on you, but you try to ignore them. Dexter leads you towards the back of the plane, where a flight attendant is standing near the bathrooms.
‘Excuse me,’ he says politely, ‘but my friend here isn’t feeling well. Do you mind if we use one of the bathrooms?’ The flight attendant looks at you with concern and nods. ‘Of course, go ahead.’ She unlocks the door to the larger bathroom and gestures for you both to enter.
Once inside, Dexter locks the door behind you and turns to face you. His eyes are dark with desire, and you can’t help but feel a thrill of excitement course through your body. He takes your hand and places it on his chest, over his heart. You can feel its rapid beat beneath your fingers, and it sends a shiver down your spine.
‘I want you so bad,’ he whispers, leaning in to kiss you passionately. His hands roam over your body, exploring every curve and contour. You moan softly as his fingers brush against your nipples, causing them to harden beneath your shirt.
You reach down and unbuckle his belt, slowly undoing the button on his jeans. He steps back, allowing you to pull his pants down to his ankles. His cock springs free, already hard and throbbing with need. You stare at it in awe, unable to believe that this is really happening.
Dexter takes your hand and guides it towards his erection. ‘Touch me,’ he says hoarsely. ‘I want to feel your hands on me.’
You hesitate for a moment before wrapping your fingers around his shaft. He moans as you begin to stroke him, your movements growing bolder with each pass of your hand. You can’t believe how good it feels to have him in your grasp, and the sight of his cock in your hand is almost too much to bear.
Dexter leans against the wall, his eyes closed as he enjoys your ministrations. ‘You’re driving me crazy,’ he gasps. ‘I need more.’
Without a word, you drop to your knees in front of him. You take his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the head before taking him deeper. Dexter moans loudly as you begin to suck him off, his hands gripping your hair tightly.
You continue to pleasure him with your mouth, using your hands to explore his balls and thighs. He’s so big and hard in your mouth, and the taste of him is intoxicating. You find yourself getting lost in the sensation, wanting nothing more than to please him.
Dexter pulls away suddenly, his breath coming in ragged gasps. ‘I can’t take it anymore,’ he says, reaching down to help you stand. ‘I need to be inside you.’
He turns you around so that your back is against the wall, hiking up your skirt and pulling your panties to the side. You feel his cock pressing against your entrance, and a wave of anticipation washes over you.
‘Are you ready for this?’ he asks, his voice low and husky. You nod, unable to speak as you feel him begin to push inside you. He enters you slowly at first, allowing you time to adjust to his size. You gasp as he fills you completely, the sensation of being so full overwhelming your senses.
Dexter starts to move, his hips thrusting against yours in a steady rhythm. Each time he pushes into you, you feel a delicious friction that sends shockwaves of pleasure through your body. You can’t believe how good it feels to be with him like this, and the intensity of the experience is almost too much to bear.
He reaches around and begins to rub your clit, his fingers expertly teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves. You moan loudly as the sensation builds, your body trembling with need. ‘I’m going to make you come so hard,’ he whispers in your ear, his breath hot against your skin.
With each thrust, you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. Your body is a mass of sensations, each one more intense than the last. Dexter picks up the pace, his hips slamming into yours with increasing force.
You can’t hold back any longer. With a loud cry, you orgasm, your body shaking with the force of it. Dexter continues to thrust into you, his own release coming quickly after yours. He moans your name as he comes, his hot seed spilling inside you.
The two of you stand there, panting and spent, trying to catch your breath. You can’t believe what just happened, and the realization that you’ve finally given in to your desires is both thrilling and terrifying.
As you pull your clothes back into place, you know that this isn’t the end of your journey together. There’s still so much to explore, and you can’t wait to see where this newfound passion takes you.
‘Are you okay?’ Dexter asks, concern etched on his face as he notices your discomfort. ‘Yeah,’ you say, trying to sound casual. ‘Just a little nervous.’ He smiles reassuringly. ‘It’s normal to feel that way after what we just did.’ You nod, looking down at your hands fidgeting in your lap. Dexter reaches over and takes one of your hands in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. ‘Listen,’ he says softly. ‘I know this is all new to you, but I want you to know that I’m here for you.’ You look up at him, tears forming in your eyes. ‘Really?’ He nods. ‘Really. I care about you, and I don’t want you to feel like you have to go through this alone.’ You sniffle, wiping away a tear with the back of your free hand. ‘Thank you,’ you whisper. ‘That means a lot to me.’ Dexter smiles again, his eyes full of warmth and understanding. ‘So, what do you say we watch a movie and try to relax for a bit?’ You nod, grateful for the distraction. As you both settle in to watch the film, your thoughts drift back to the passionate encounters you’ve shared with Dexter. Despite your nerves, you can’t help but feel excited about what the future holds.
As the movie plays on, you find yourself becoming more and more aroused by Dexter’s presence. His hand is still holding yours, and every so often he’ll give it a gentle squeeze, sending shivers down your spine. You can feel the heat radiating from his body, and the scent of his cologne is intoxicating.
Eventually, you can’t take it anymore. You lean over and whisper in Dexter’s ear, ‘I can’t stop thinking about what we did in the bathroom.’ He turns to look at you, his eyes dark with desire. ‘Me neither,’ he murmurs. Without another word, you both start making out passionately, your hands roaming all over each other’s bodies. As Dexter’s tongue explores your mouth, you can feel the hardness of his cock pressing against your thigh. You moan softly and say ‘keep going…I want you to touch me’.
Encouraged by your words, Dexter moves his hand up your skirt, slowly caressing your inner thigh. He inched closer to your pussy, making you squirm with anticipation. You can feel the wetness seeping through your panties, and you know that you’re on the verge of losing control.
Suddenly, Dexter pulls away from the kiss, his breathing ragged. ‘I need to be inside you,’ he growls, his eyes locked on yours. You nod eagerly, your heart pounding in your chest. ‘I can’t wait any longer, I need you right now.’ Without another word, Dexter unbuckles his seatbelt and moves to sit on your lap, facing you. He grinds his hips against yours, and you can feel the outline of his hard cock through his pants. You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer as you start dry humping each other, getting more and more turned on.
‘God, your pussy feels so good against my cock,’ Dexter groans, his hands gripping your hips tightly. You moan in response, your fingers digging into his shoulders as you rock your hips against him. The friction is almost unbearable, and you know that you’re both teetering on the edge of release.
Just as it feels like you can’t take it anymore, a voice interrupts your passionate embrace. ‘Can I get you anything else?’ A flight attendant stands next to your seat, holding a tray of drinks.
You and Dexter scramble to compose yourselves, your hearts pounding in your chests. You both shake your heads, trying to avoid eye contact with the attendant as she hands you your drinks and moves on.