Chapter 94: Hot Wife Flies Out to Be Used as a Slut

Tony Carter – Day One Hundred and Sixty-Two

Mrs. Tlaib drove the limo to the airport to pick up the woman running the cruise. I was so eager to meet Mrs. Missy Taylor. It was like a test run for the Spring Break. I would have a great time at it, and my big sister deserved her reward for the plan.

I promised her a baby. She stopped taking the pill today. Until she was pregnant, she would get a load of cum into her pussy.

“Mmm, Master,” Bitch said as she straddled me. Her tattooed tit jiggled before my face. I loved the nipple rings threaded through her nipples. She gripped my cock, placing me against the pussy I owned and could use whenever I want. “You’re so amazing. I love you, Master!”

She plunged her incestuous cunt down on my dick. I savored that hot pussy swallowing my cock. It was just a fantastic thrill to have her gripping my dick. She held me tight. Her pussy squeezed around my rod. I was in heaven right here.

“Fuck, that’s good!” I groaned.

“Isn’t it?” she cooed. “Ooh, ooh, I’m going to ride you so hard, Master!”

I smiled from ear to ear as she slid her cunt up and down my dick. It felt amazing to have her riding me like that. I savored the warmth of her pussy. She gripped me with that hot flesh, her silky snatch swallowing me to the hilt.

It was great to have all that cunt around my dick. I gripped her rump, squeezing her. She gasped in delight and slid her cunt up my cock. That hot flesh massaged my rod. It was just wonderful to ride him like this.

I savored that hot snatch working up and down my cock. It felt so good. I loved the heat. She plunged her cunt down my cock and slid back up me. It was so good to have her snatch around my dick. I reveled in it.

She gasped and moaned as I enjoyed that cunt. She plunged her pussy down my dick and slid back up me. It was so hot to have her doing that. I loved every second of it. She gasped and moaned, riding me for all she was worth.

“Oh, oh, yes!” she groaned. “That’s so good! I love it. Please, please, that’s glorious, Master!”

“Such a whore who loves to be used!” I growled.

“I am!” she moaned.

“Mmm, work that cunt up and down his dick, slut,” Mrs. Tlaib moaned as we sped down the road, sirens blaring in front of us.

My cop was escorting us there. She had already called out to the Washington State Patrol to arrange for traffic to be stopped and lanes cleared, so we could race down the road, blasting through intersections.

I knew the cops were well taken care of because they were using the women they pulled over, and I heard some men were even speeding in hopes of a female trooper pulling them over so they could fuck them.

It was causing an increase in traffic fines, but I approved. Other agencies had been given the same commands, too. My vehicles were known to them all, so they wouldn’t harass me in the unlikely event I didn’t have Trooper Lyons escorting me in her patrol car.

None of that mattered right now as I enjoyed my big sister riding my dick. She was such a bitch. Such a naughty slut. Her pussy massaged my cock. She gasped and moaned, her pussy gripping me, swelling the ache at the tip of my dick.

I would dump such a huge load of cum into her pussy. I was so ready to do that. She whimpered in delight as she rode me. She plunged that cunt down on my cock. It was fantastic to have her riding me. She whimpered.

“Oh, oh, Master!” she gasped.

“Just cum on my pussy, Bitch!” I growled. “You want to be used! You want to be bred! Explode on my dick, slut!”

“I will, Master!” she gasped, slamming down my cunt and sliding back up me. “Oh, oh, you’re so big. So thick! Master! Master!”

Her hot pussy massaged my dick. The pressure built and built to dump my load into her cunt. I wanted to just fill her to the brim with all the spunk I had. She tossed her head, her boobs bouncing. She gripped my cock with that hot flesh.

My nuts tightened. I growled as I rose toward the bursting point. I would just dump so much spunk into her snatch. She whimpered, her passion echoing through the car. She plunged down my cock and slid back up me. I savored her bouncing on my dick.

“Master’s big dick!” she gasped and impaled her twat down me. “Yes!”

Her pussy went wild around my cock.

I groaned, savoring her cunt spasming around my dick. It was fantastic to enjoy her spasming like that. Her pussy suckled at my cock. I reveled in that hot pussy gripping my dick. It was just fantastic. She moaned and gasped, her head tossing back and forth. The pressure surged to the tip of my dick.

I growled and erupted.

I dumped my load into her pussy.

I filled her to the brim with blast after blast of cum. The ecstasy shot through me. She gasped in delight as, maybe, I was breeding her. She groaned, her passion echoing through the air. I loved the way her twat suckled at my dick.

“Master! Master!” she moaned.

“I know!” I groaned.

“Oh, oh, that’s just so good!” she groaned. “Oh, please, that’s amazing. Yes! Yes! Breed me! Breed your bitch, Master!”

I filled my big sister’s pussy up with cum as we raced down the freeway. I savored spurting every last drop of jizz that I had into her snatch. It was an incredible moment. A big smile spread on my lips as she shuddered in delight.

I fired a last blast of cum into her pussy

“Oh, oh, Master!” she groaned. “That’s glorious.”

“Right?” I panted, enjoying the rapture filling me up. It was just such a perfect moment. “Damn, that’s good!”

“Mmm, so good, Master!” she cooed.

She smiled at me as her hips wiggled back and forth. I enjoyed that, too. She had such a hot pussy around my cock. I gripped her ass. We weren’t at the airport yet. We could have a bit more fun. The rain drummed on the limo roof as I kneaded her rump.

I could not wait for Spring Break.

Mrs. Missy Taylor

I was the first person off the plane.

Sitting in the front row helped. Tanisha smiled at me as she stood before the door. I watched the jet bridge being maneuvered into place, squirming there. I had eaten the gorgeous Tanisha’s pussy on the flight out, and she had eaten mine.

He used us.

I was here to see him, too. He called me yesterday and told me he had a flight and to get out here to be used. I spent a $1000 on sexy lingerie, skimpy outfits, and even a bikini. I was prepared for him to use me however he wanted.

“Mmm, you are so lucky,” the stewardess said, glancing at me. I was in my low-cut blouse that showed off my large breasts. I had never exposed so much cleavage in my life. I was a good, Christian woman. A wife and mother. Of course, I was being used, so...

Nothing I did was wrong or a sin.

I had on a short skirt and thigh-high stockings. I only wore those on dates with my husband. He did like them on me. I was so wet. I had no panties on, my bush dripping with my juices. I had flown for six hours from Orlando to be here.

The stewardess glanced through the window. There was a sound. Then she turned a handle and opened the door, saying, “Enjoy being used!”

“How can I not?” I asked as I rushed off, my purse slung over my shoulder and my boobs bouncing without a bra.

I hurried up the jet bridge to the gate. People were waiting for their flight. I made a beeline for the bathroom. I mean, I had to pee. He would understand. After that, I hurried to baggage claim. I had no idea what he looked like, but I was sure I would know him when I met him.

I trembled as I waited at baggage claim. How long did it take for the handlers to get the luggage off? Didn’t they know he was using me? I paced, feeling eyes on me. Men were such pigs. I didn’t dress this way for them to ogle me, but for him. I wanted to cover up, but he might be watching.

I had to be sexy and ready to be used at all times.

The yellow lights started flashing. An alarm rang out. Then the metal conveyor that went in an oval started moving. It was made of sheets of stainless steel at an angle. The first suitcase came up from the middle and slid down to the conveyor. It wasn’t my suitcase.

Nor was the next.

I counted. I was number seven. I was so relieved to see it. There were a lot of people here, so I was glad I didn’t have to wait too long. Maybe because I flew first class, my luggage was taken off early. I didn’t know. I grabbed my bag.

I shuddered and turned, heading for the doors to wait. I had no idea how I would find him.

Tony Carter

I knew what Mrs. Missy Taylor looked like from the picture on her website. Brown hair. Pale. Motherly look. She was traveling, so she might be dressing down. I had no idea. But I was ready. I had a sign in my hand, the sort that chauffeur drivers held, that read, “Mrs. Missy Taylor, strip naked and be ready to be used by me.”

Women passed it with hopeful looks in their eyes. I stood there with Bitch’s leash in my other hand, naked. I was hard, aching to have my dick sucked. There were some gorgeous women I wouldn’t mind using as they passed, but...

I was here for one.

A woman squealed. I glanced to see a busty brunette in a low-cut blouse, stockings, and a short skirt. Well, I probably did tell her to wear something sexy, didn’t I? It was yesterday morning. I barely remembered more than to fuck a stewardess. I gave out a lot of instructions.

She was eager to follow, though. She stripped naked right here, popping off her blouse and shoving it into one of the large pockets on the outside of her suitcase. Her big, soft breasts swayed back and forth. A nice pair of MILF tits.