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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- An Adventure in Flight (M+/F, slut-wife, nc) By MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com) *** Macy was excited about her trip to California. When her husband Brad called and told her to fly out and meet him, Macy could hardly believe it. Brad's job took him to the West Coast from Chicago for the past two months. He left Macy with their three children with an initial promise he would be gone just a couple of weeks. Brad and Macy were married for several years, but this was the first time they were apart for any length of time. Macy had never been to California and Brad sounded like he really missed her. He even asked Macy to bring some "sexy" clothes. Macy was thrilled because Brad seemed to have little interest in anything sexual. Even though she had three children, Macy felt she still looked great for thirty-five. Her five-foot frame carried Macy's 100 pounds well. Macy knew she was shapely with 38C breasts and a firm, pear-shaped ass that looked great in tight jeans. Macy always tried to buy sexually provocative outfits to temp Brad. Since Brad's vasectomy and no risk for pregnancy, Macy found her appetite for sex frequently exceeded that of Brad's. Now Brad's call indicated that their separation left Brad wanting Macy. The day of Macy's flight she got up early to get ready. During her shower Macy carefully shaved her legs. After a brief pause, Macy shaved her entire pubic region. Macy found it difficult not to masturbate as she carefully glided the razor over her labia. She could feel her clit erect with anticipation. Macy resisted the urge to give her clit the attention it craved and quickly finished shaving. After her shower, Macy pulled the red thongs over her hips and slipped into the matching red push-up bra. Macy bought the set at Victoria's Secret. She modeled in front of the mirror and really like the way the red strip of cloth from the thongs disappeared between her white buttocks. Next Macy rolled black thigh-hi stockings over her shapely legs. She followed the stockings with a red skirt that was just a bit shorter than Macy generally wore. Macy pulled the pale, pink button-up blouse over her chest and left the top two buttons open. Macy looked again in the mirror and liked the way the blouse showed off just the tops of her breasts. The final touch was the matching red jacket and red hi- heeled shoes with ankle straps. Satisfied with her outfit, she applied her makeup a little heavier than usual, accenting her eyes. She also applied bright red lipstick that matched her outfit. Before leaving, Macy fixed her long, blond hair into a loose bun on the back of her head. She just finished when her Mother arrived to watch the kids. As Macy finished final preparation her Mother commented on how great Macy looked. Macy swelled with prides as she boarded the shuttle for the airport. At the airport Macy was aware of men staring at her as she walked by. She knew she looked inviting and she held her head high and thrust her chest outward displaying her breasts prominently. She walked purposefully relishing the stares. Macy checked in and boarded the plane. As she walked to her seat, she again felt the stares of some of the men on the plane. Macy looked directly at one man and could see the lust in his eyes. "This is great," Macy thought, "all these men want me; surely Brad will want me too." The thoughts of all the men wanting her caused Macy's sexual desires to stir. As she sat down Macy could feel dampness between her thighs in response to the attention from the men. She felt a need to dry herself, but would have to wait until the plane was in the air. After the plane was in the air, Macy decided that she would go to the restroom and dry herself. She walked to the restroom at the back of the plane and entered. She only half-heartedly pushed the lock over. As always the bathroom was small and very cramped. With some difficulty, she pulled her thongs down and was disturbed to see a thin, wet stripe in the crotch. She sat on the toilet and took paper and wiped between her labia. As the paper raked across her clit, she was acutely aware of the sensitivity of the erect bud. She rubbed her clit with the paper more time than she should. Macy felt her excitement growing and forced herself to stop. She took a deep breath, pulled on her thongs, and straightened her skirt. Before leaving, Macy leaned forward to check her backup in the mirror. Before Macy could react someone burst into the tiny bathroom and crushed Macy against the wall. Macy started to protest when a hand went over her mouth. "Not one sound, slut," came a male voice behind her. Macy tried to calm herself. She could feel her heart pounding. Macy reached up and tried to pull the hand down from her mouth. "Don't move, slut," the voice ordered in a gravelly whisper. Macy felt a sharp object pressed against her neck. She glanced in the mirror and saw a silver "Cross" pen pressing against her neck at her carotid artery. Behind her she heard the click of the door being locked. The tiny bathroom was flooded with light. Her thoughts were racing as she was pressed tightly against the outside wall of the plane. "What does he want? How can this be happening?" Macy's thoughts raced. Macy suddenly realized that the four-hour flight to California just started. This increased her anxiety and she started to try and move. The hand over her mouth slipped up to also cover her nose. Macy felt the hand clamping down over her mouth and nose and she could not breathe. "Be still, slut, or you'll regret it," the voice said threatening. Macy could not draw a breath and frantically tried to pull the hand away from her mouth and nose. "Are you going to be still, slut," the voice demanded. Macy quickly nodded her head up and down. The hand slid off her nose, but remained over her mouth. Macy drew in air rapidly through her nose. Her eyes darted back and forth as she tried to find an escape. "What is happening? What does he want?" Macy tried to control the racing thoughts; "I must remain calm." Macy slowed her breathing and glanced into the mirror. Her attacker's face was hidden behind Macy's head. In one hand there was the metal pen pressed into her neck; the other hand remained over her mouth. Macy could not even find an identifying characteristic on her assailant's clothes. "Not a peep, slut, and I'll remove my hand," the voice ordered. Macy felt the hand slowly lowered from her mouth. "What do you...." The words never finished from Macy's lips. The hand clamped back over Macy's nose and mouth. He squeezed tightly and again she could not breathe. She knew now she would be suffocated if she did not do as she was told. Macy tried to concentrate on not breathing. She focused her thoughts on trying to calm herself. Macy dropped her hands to her side trying to convey her desire to cooperate. She fought with herself to remain very still. It worked. Macy felt the hand relaxing. Without another word said, the hand slowly slid from she nose and mouth again. Macy did not speak, but slowly took in air. Macy felt the hem of her skirt rising and froze. The man behind her allowed some space between Macy and the wall. Macy looked down and her skirt was almost pulled up over her ass. She could feel the air against her freshly shaved cunt and the tops of her thighs. "Unbutton the blouse, slut," the voice commanded. Macy felt the pressure in her neck increased as he pushed the pen harder. She raised her hands slowly and unbuttoned her blouse. Tears started to fill Macy's eyes as her trembling hands continued until the blouse was completely unbuttoned. Once unbuttoned, the hand left the hem of her skirt and jerked the blouse open. She could clearly see the red push-up bra in the mirror. The hand then squeezed her breasts; first her right breast, then the left. "Nice," the voice commented. With that word, Macy's bra was jerked down and pulled until her breasts were bare and the cups of the bra trapped underneath. Her breasts were now sticking out from the effects of the cups of the bra resting underneath. Macy closed her eyes as her assailant started to pinch and pull her nipples. "Take off your panties," the voice ordered without giving any relief to Macy's nipples. Macy leaned forward slightly, tears now streaming down her face. The man pinched her right nipple hard and tightened down between his thumb and forefinger like a vise. Macy let out a faint protest and quickly stopped. "Please," Macy whispered hoping for relief. "Get those panties off, slut," was the only response. Resigned that her assailant was not going to stop now, Macy pulled the hem of her skirt above her ass and hooked her thumbs in the sides of the thongs. Macy slowly pushed the thong down over her ass, but could not go any further. Her assailant was content to leave Macy's thongs bunched just below her ass cheeks while he turned his attentions to her left nipple. She looked down and her right nipple was swollen and a deep red. But, Macy noted, it was also engorged and erect from the abuse. "Oh, ow," Macy murmured as her attacker pulled her nipple outward until Macy's felt her breast was being ripped from her body. "Shut up, slut," he ordered. Finally, he released her nipple, but Macy knew her ordeal was not over. As quickly as he released her nipple, Macy felt fingers probing between her cunt lips. Macy panicked as she suddenly remembered what she was doing just before he broke into the bathroom. She knew he would misinterpret what he found between her cunt. Two fingers easily slid into Macy's wet cunt. Her clit was still erect from the paper and Macy's juices flowed even heavier with the abuse of her tits. "You are a slut, you are so wet, you want me to fuck you," he said. Macy could not believe her ears. She heard the zipper behind her and felt the tip of a cock touching her asscheeks. He then pushed a third finger without resistant into Macy's cunt. "You're shaved too, how much do you normally charge, slut," her assailant mocked. Macy closed her eyes tightly and tried to support her body was the man started fucking his fingers in and out of her cunt. She gasped as a fourth finger was inserted and he increased the speed of his finger-fucking. Macy cursed her body as her pussy juices gushed out over his hand. Then she felt an intense pressure and tried to stand on her tiptoes to escape the pain. "He's trying to put his fist inside me," Macy thought. Macy tried to move away from the intense pain, but the bathroom was too small. She was pushed upward to the point she was on her tiptoes. "Just a little more, slut," the man warned. "Ahhhhhh, you're hurting me," Macy cried as she felt his fist push into her cunt. Macy struggled to remain on her tiptoes with the man's fist buried into her cunt. She could feel the thickness of his wrist where her cunt lips were stretched around it. Although Macy felt intense pain at the obscene stretching of her cunt, there was a strange pleasure building also. Macy suddenly became aware of what was happening. "Please, god no, I can't cum," Macy thought to herself. The man worked his fist around inside Macy and commented on how easily it went in. "Your whore pussy must have been fucked a thousand dicks," her attacker said. The words burned Macy's ears. "Why does he think I'm a slut or a whore," Macy tried to understand as she felt her insides being sucked outward as he removed his fist from her cunt. Macy felt herself being pushed forward a little. This caused her ass to push backward. Macy's cunt was dripping wetness as her assailant aimed his rigid rod at her gaping pussy. Macy was so stretched from his fist, she barely felt his cock enter her. He started fucking her and Macy put her hands flat on the wall to keep from being smashed into it. Macy remembered that she was not protected and pleaded with him not to cum inside her. Her assailant just ignored her and reached around and abused her nipples again. She was groaning with each thrust trying to think of anything except the pleasure she was feeling in her cunt. Suddenly he stopped and pulled his cock from Macy's pussy. She almost protested, but thought perhaps he was heeded her pleas not to get pregnant. His next statement stung her ears also. "You're so fuckin stretched I can't feel a thing," her attacker said with disdain. Macy did not realize that the pen was no longer pressed against her neck until she felt his hands on each side of her asscheeks. He pulled his buttocks east and west widening her painfully. She was not sure what he was doing. She knew nothing about anal intercourse. "Not there, please, not there," Macy pleaded. "Which will it be slut, pregnant or take it up the ass?" her assailant responded. Macy was silent. "Choose, slut, I want to hear you choose," he said again. Macy bit her lower lip and responded, "There." She did not want to risk pregnancy. "Beg me, slut, I know you know how," her assailant chided Macy. Macy shook her head negatively and he jabbed a finger into her anus. "I'm not going to ask you again, slut," he said. Macy felt him slide his cock back to her cunt. She quickly started begging. "Please, fuck me there," Macy said. That was not good enough for him and his cock started pushing into her cunt again. Macy racked her brain and then knew he wanted her to beg like a whore would beg. "Please, fuck me in the ass, please, fuck my ass," Macy repeated. He took his cock out of her cunt again and Macy felt the pressure on her anal ring. She tried to widen her legs, but the thongs now bunched around her thighs bound her. Macy tried to look behind her and see what was happening. She felt her anus opening and she tried to push the intruder out. The burning pain was intense as the cock slowly slid, inch by inch into her virgin ass. Macy tried not to move as she felt her attacker's pubic hair against her ass signaling that his cock was buried to the balls in her rectum. He did not move for a moment. Instead, he wrapped his hands around Macy so that his finger and thumb clamped on to each nipple. As he pulled her tits out from Macy's body, he also pulled his cock from her ass almost till the head came out. He released her tits and slammed back into her ass. Macy was shaking her head now trying to deny the feelings he was producing. Her tits would be pulled painfully outward almost tearing them from her body, then released to spring back against her chest. At the same time, he fucked in and out of her asshole. He repeated the process faster and faster. It came without warning. Her orgasm shot through her body like a wave of heat surging up from her cunt and through her brain. Macy saw stars as he continued the pounding of her ass and pulling her tits. She started rocking her hips backward to meet his dick as she continued to cum over and over again. Macy felt him stiffen behind her then heard a low, guttural groan. The hot fluid from the tip of his cock warmed her intestines and sent another orgasm through Macy. He pumped her asshole two or three more times before pulling out. Macy almost collapsed on the sink. In a daze, Macy felt her thong being pushed down to the floor of the bathroom. Macy automatically stepped out of her thongs. Macy saw the light go out and heard the door shut. She turned and threw the bolt causing the light to return. Macy looked at herself in the mirror. Her makeup was streaked from her tears. Her hair at some point had fallen out of its bun. Her skirt was still punched up around her waist. She could see her swollen cunt lips and feel the fluid rolling down the insides of her thighs. She saw drops of cum on the floor and with another drop hit the floor Macy knew it was leaking from her ass. Both of Macy's nipples were rock hard and bruised purple, her entire chest was beet red. Macy drew in a deep breath as she adjusted her bra gingerly over her tender breasts. After buttoning her blouse she sat on the toilet and tried to clean herself up. It was difficult as she could still feel cum leaking from her asshole. Macy looked around for her thongs, but they were nowhere to be found. "He must have took them," Macy thought. Macy was not sure what she was going to do. She sat on the toilet until she do longer heard the dripping of cum from her ass. Then stood up, straightened her skirt and tried to fix her hair and makeup. Finally satisfied that she looked better, Macy glanced down at her watch. She was had been in the bathroom for almost three hours. Macy tried to clear her head and exited the bathroom. As she entered the aisle of the plane, she looked at each man she passed. It was useless; Macy had no idea who assaulted her in the bathroom. Even if she could identify him, Macy knew that she could not claim rape. "He knew me well, I acted just like a slut, cumming and fucking him; I even begged for it," Macy thought with a deepening sadness. Macy returned to her seat and fell asleep the remainder of the flight. As she exited the plane and entered the airport, Macy was glad to see Brad. "How was your flight?" Brad asked as he kissed Macy on her red lips. "An adventure." Macy responded and felt the dampness on her thighs as she walked, "a big adventure in flight." END IF YOU ENJOYED THIS STORY AND WANT MORE, GO TO MY WEBSITE http://www.asstr.org/~Kristen/mercy/open.htm PLEASE PROVIDE YOUR COMMENTS AND STORYLINE REQUEST TO mercyslayer@yahoo.com ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 23