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THE AIRPORT ESCAPADE 1

THE TALES OF A HORNY COUPLE

By Eva MwangiPublished 3 years ago 5 min read

I smiled as I saw him walk towards me. What a glorious day! I thought to myself. It had been months since we last saw each other and God only knew how much I missed him. The sexual starvation was driving me to insanity. Anytime he called me all I would imagine is his arms and hands all over my body. My love was finally here and now I could let my inhibitions free. The temptation had been difficult but by God’s grace I overcame it. As he strode towards me with his suitcase my heart just beat so fast that I thought it was going to fall off.

I ran towards him and jumped on his well-built arms with my thighs across his waist. He held me firmly and gently kissed me on the lips. Truth be told he was as happy to see me as I was to see him. His “little boy” could not hide his excitement as he pressed against me. If only I was so daring I would have rip off his trousers right on the spot and quench my thirst. We walked slowly towards the car as our minds imagined how glorious it would be to make love to each other after not being able to do so for so long.

It was around 2:00am and the airport parking lot was rather empty. After we put his luggage in the car, the feelings of ecstasy could no longer be contained. My husband grabbed me from the waist and planted a soft kiss on my lips. He looked into my eyes and said, “Baby, I know we shouldn’t do this here but I don’t think I can wait until we get home before I can make love to you.” He tore off my blouse and all I could here was buttons falling on the ground. He quickly ripped my bra in half and the next thing I felt was his strong hands caressing my breast. At this point I was almost out of breath. He lifted up my skirt and carefully worked his way up the spot marked “X.” He removed my panties gently and then went in for a surprise kiss. His eyes lit up like those of a birthday boy who just got a bike as his present. He worked his magical tongue down from my neck to my hard nipples then the “forbidden fruit.” He made me so wet that I could barely support myself against the car door. I remember also hitting the car honk at some point.

He picked me up and placed me on the driver’s seat and God, I felt his moist mouth work me over so bad. I offered to go down on him but he turned me down flat. All he wanted was to have my body and pleasure himself. I looked right into his beautiful black eyes and strategically unbuckled his belt and opened his trouser. It fell down and my excited eyes could not contain what they really wanted. I begged him to go inside him but he kept teasing me and telling me to wait. On an unexpected chain of events, I felt “Geoffrey” like he called his “big black rod” push inside my tight girly parts. Let us just say the thrill I felt as he went in and out of my “sugary walls” was magical. His skin on my skin and the soft lingering kisses on my body just threw me into a frenzy. I had totally forgotten that we were in a public area. I moaned softly against his neck and lips and he grasped me firmer so that he could push deeper inside me.

I could see him enjoy his work as he would pull back and look into my horny eyes and bubbly face. Needless to say, the time came for “Geoffrey” to rise to the occasion and he did. My husband pinned my hands against the seat as he held my neck and moments later I felt an explosion of possibly “our future babies.” He continued caressing my body as he kissed me and man oh man I let out a loud moan and that was that. I lay on his broad shoulders for a while before we spotted security guards coming towards our direction. My moan had attracted some security guards towards our car and we hastily scrambled for our clothes to cover our naked bodies…

Let’s just say that is a day I will never forget.

We had only partially covered our bodies when the police tapped on the window of our vehicle and asked if everything was okay. We awkwardly replied “YES.” We had only opened the window a little bit to prevent the cops from seeing our half naked bodies. The most challenging part of this whole “Q & A” is that my husband’s hand was gently placed on my thigh and my loins were beginning to fire up again. I could barely compose myself and give reasonable answers and he was enjoying every moment of it. Truth be told, he loved seeing me horny especially when in a position I could barely express how I feel. The two policemen were looking at us suspiciously. They asked if we had heard a woman screaming weirdly and we responded with a very confident “NO.” At this point I felt my husband’s hand playing with “Sasha” like I called my girly parts and man oh man I was almost losing it. I barely had any control left and the policemen didn’t seem to be ending the non-essential questions. I seemed to be out of breath when one of the policemen asked if I was okay. My husband quickly interjected with a quick “YES” so as to wrap up the conversation quickly. He said I was just tired from the long flight. Finally, the policemen left and I could enjoy the moment.

Otieno, my husband, leaned in gently for a kiss then looked deeply into my eyes and said, “I cannot have enough of you, please can I have you one more time before we head for home? I want to eat you like the last dessert I’ll ever have.” I was trembling with excitement because his hands were gently fondling my breasts as he spoke to me. This man knew how to turn on the fire and how to put it out. My thoughts were running wild with imagination and like the gentleman he was, he pushed the lever that held my car seat downwards and moved closer to me. His eyes were lustful and still loving at the same time. Finally, “Geoffrey” and “Sasha” met and the feeling of contentment could not even be described. I’m not sure if I was moaning loudly or quietly but what I’m sure of is that making love to Otieno gave me a reason live. Despite the constricted space, my husband rocked my world then pulled out right before I could o****m. I was so turned on and he wouldn’t let me finish the long race unless I begged him to go inside me. Eventually I caved and he ……

Copyrights © 2023 Eva Mwangi

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About the Creator

Eva Mwangi

I'm Eva Mwangi and I Write Because The Pages Afford Glimpses Into My Soul And As The Passion Surges I'm Submerged As I Drown in Inspiration As Ink Drips From MyPen. I Feel Free Like The Wind When I Put My Thoughts Into Words.

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