The Protege chapter 2 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 2

... her soft underbelly against my lips. My mouth was agape as I saw the skin of her thighs peeking through the bottom band of lace. What was happening to me? I wondered. A week ago, I never had these thoughts and now they haunt me.

I had to turn and look away or I would not be able to help myself. I climbed quickly into the bed. "I'm tired, what a great week it's been. Thank you so much for the opportunity. I am so grateful."

"Thank you for taking the position, your timing is impeccable," she replied.

I laid with my face to the wall of the plane so I would not stare. The shaped of her bare shoulders and exposed back flashed into my mental slideshow that focused so much on her. The silhouette of her ass crack through the lace, her beautiful neck, the magical diamond between her legs. The slideshow was on repeat.

The heat between my legs intensified. I felt the growing urge to masturbate for fear I would give in to my desires, throw caution to the wind, and climb slowly under the covers next to her, I even thought I could detect a hint of her perfume in the T-shirt I was wearing. Losing the battle, I turned over and laid facing her. She was under the covers up to her neck laying on her back. The blanket gently rose and lowered with each breath. I pictured snuggling beside her with my left knee across her thighs and my cheek on her shoulder, my face nuzzled against her warm neck while breathing her perfume. I imagined I could feel her heartbeat and matched the rhythm ...

... of my breathing with hers.

I envisioned my hand caressing her skin, tracing the lace outline of her pajamas. She turned onto her side to face me with eyes closed. I could see the curve of her hip and imagined lying next to her face to face, caressing that hip as I kissed her slowly and softly at first, but increasing intensity as our tongues intertwined.

I was almost panting and decided to take action if I hoped for any sleep. I left my bunk as quietly as possible. I entered the bathroom and carefully peeled off the running shorts and panties. I looked at myself in the mirror as I reached between my legs. My eyes closed as my middle finger slid down the gap of my labia, the surrounding fingers sandwiched my pussy lips between them.

"Oh Cynthia, you make me so warm and wet. Oh, please touch me," I panted, confident the noise from the engines more than drowned out my voice.

My fingers slid up and down the length of my crack, not yet penetrating. I imagined her hot breath as she whispered in my ear, "Do you want me inside you Leasie?"

"Yes please..." I inserted my middle finger, "Oh Cynthia that feels so good, I need it so bad, Oohhh Yeeeess! Please don't stop, you make me so crazy... Oh, please, make love to me. I want to taste your hot cum."

I thrust my finger to the hilt and pulled it out shoving all three fingers into my mouth, tasting my own juices.

"Mmmuuhhhh," I moaned, sucking them clean. "Tastes so good."

I thrust all three in, "That's it baby, ...