✴️not new to nsfwtwt
✴️45 he/him
✴️6'1"
✴️married
✴️daddy/dom switch
✴️kinks
✴️south-east, sussex / surrey uk
✴️no buying or selling
✴️looking for moots
✴️dms open
✴️mdni
we haven’t even met met… but after clocking eyes in our seats without our partners noticing, it’s fate.
i want you in here with me. so- get out of your seat, walk the aisle, and lock the door behind you while i keep stroking this thick cock that’s waiting for your mouth.
we haven’t even met met… but after clocking eyes in our seats without our partners noticing, it’s fate.
i want you in here with me. so- get out of your seat, walk the aisle, and lock the door behind you while i keep stroking this thick cock that’s waiting for your mouth.
in my mid-20s i took a domestic flight in the US, and a flight attendant (older, probably in her mid-40s, like i am now) dropped a napkin on my tray table with her number on it. she said, with a smile, i reminded her of her ex.
should i have called that number?
she was so confident, so direct and in command. i needed to be shown the way, but-
i didn't call. one of life's regrets.
and there began a lifelong fantasy. one that still gets me horny every time i fly. who else loses their mind at 33,000ft?
Two perfect strangers on a packed train.
His eyes lock on yours. A smile. You bite your lip, pussy now wet.
He stares like he owns you.
Then he’s gone.
Back to reality, fantasising about his rough hands and whisper: “Good girl.”
You’ve been craving it all day, haven’t you? That desperate little ache between your thighs every time you think about dropping down and worshipping it. Feeling it throb on your tongue, tasting how badly I need to use that warm, eager mouth.