Mile High with An Angel

My hands grabbed onto the armrests of the large recliner seat and I took a deep breath as Martha's head continued to work my hard cock up and down over and over again, her blonde ponytail bouncing as she devoured me. Her eyes searched mine as she worked me over like I had not been worked over for years. Her lips came up off my cock and she smiled up at me as her manicured left hand slowly jerked me off.

"This is way better than a foot massage," I said.

"I'm glad you think so," Martha smiled. Her blue eyes locked on mine as her tongue slid up and down my cock, getting it nice and wet. She flicked her tongue playfully over my throbbing cockhead a few times and she giggled as I moaned with pleasure.

"You little tease," I said as I reached out and grabbed onto her soft blonde ponytail with my right hand.

"You love it," she groaned and stuck out her tongue at me as she looked up into my eyes.

"I do," I smiled and then guided my cock back into Martha's waiting mouth. I thrust it towards her while I used my right hand to pull her head towards me. My long, hard cock went into her throat and she gagged momentarily but kept on going. She looked up with a new look of lust and determination as she sucked my cock as if her life depended on it.

I moaned as Martha's soft, sultry lips slid faster up and down my cock. Every few bobs she would roll her magical tongue around my throbbing, sensitive head before bottoming out and taking my full cock into her mouth and throat. I knew I wouldn't be able to last much longer, the sensation of Martha's mouth, tongue, and lips on my cock was more than enough to make any man go crashing over the edge.

Watching her beautiful supermodel face feasting on my cock was sensory overload and I finally stopped fighting the urge to resist and relaxed and let it go. My raging cock erupted into Martha's warm, wet mouth and she moaned as she swallowed my generous load as I shot wave after wave of my seed down her throat. Her blue eyes smoldered up at me as she sucked down every last drop that she could milk from my lipstick covered cock.

"That was more than amazing," I said as I tried to catch my breath. I watched Martha as she sucked gently on the head of my cock and then used her tongue to circle it a few times with a final flourish before she let it fall from her lips.

"What can I say, I'm an angel," Martha said. She bit down softly on her lower lip as she looked up into my eyes.

"Yes, you are," I groaned as I watched Martha stand up. Her white sweater clung to her 34B chest and her nearly painted on blue jeans showed off her amazing body. Even in such a simple outfit she just looked like a supermodel.

"Do you want to see how that bed works?" Martha asked with a seductive smile as she held out her hand.

"Yes, I do," I smiled as I took her hand and stood up and fixed my jeans. I looked at the LED screen on the wall and saw that we were just flying over the New York area. Dublin was still about 5 hours away and I was going to be enjoying every last minute of this flight. Martha led me by the hand to the back of the plane, beyond the galley to the back cabin with the two couches along the walls.

"Any idea how these fold down?" Martha asked as she looked down at the couches.

"No clue," I said as Martha released my hand and we each inspected the couches looking for a lever or a release that would convert them to the bed that we so desperately desired. After about five minutes of frustration, Martha hit the call button and Lisa, the co-pilot, emerged from the cockpit dressed as before but without her jacket on. I could see the smile on her face as she made her way to the back of the plane.

"What can I do for you?" she smiled a sly little smile that let me know she knew damn well what we needed help with but she wanted us to say it.

"We'd like to take a little nap," Martha giggled. "We're very tired."

"I see," Lisa grinned and looked over at me.

"Very tired," I nodded.

"There's a little button on the side here," Lisa said as she bent down and pressed something on the side of the couch on the left and simultaneously moved the armrest up into the air. Once she did that the couch folded down automatically like a futon. She quickly did the same with the couch on the right and the bed that we desired appeared before our eyes.

"Thank you," Martha said.

"No problem," Lisa grinned and opened a cabinet on the front wall of the cabin. "Pillows, sheets, and blankets are in here. Would you like me to prepare the bed?"

"No, I think I can handle it. Thank you," Martha smiled.

"You're welcome," Lisa grinned. "If you need anything else, let me know."

"Thank you," I said. Lisa nodded then stepped out of the cabin, she spun around and grabbed the sliding divider and slid it across the entrance to the cabin closing us off from the rest of the plane.

"Sweet dreams," she said as the divider shut.

"Such a subtle girl," Martha giggled as she quickly prepared the bed. Watching her do such a mundane task made me think of her as just a regular girl for the very first time. She was no longer just that perfect image in lingerie and heels as I had seen her in many Victoria's Secret catalogs and commercials. Sure, she still looked absolutely amazing but she was no longer that unattainable fantasy that I'd made her out to be. She was very real and she was now kneeling on the bed she'd just made for the two of us to share.

"You think she knew what we were doing?" I asked with mock sarcasm as I slipped out of my shoes and socks.

"I'm pretty sure," Martha smiled as she reached out, grabbed me by my belt and pulled me onto the bed with her as the plane hit a small pocket of turbulence. We both fell on the bed and looked into each other's eyes. Martha straddled me as my hands came to rest on her hips. She slowly brought her head down and kissed me softly. Her lips were soft and supple. Her perfume intoxicated me. Her sweet soft kisses made me want so much more.

Martha's body started to slowly grind against mine as she continued kissing me. The sensation of her kisses and the friction between our bodies already had my cock about as hard as it could possibly be but I wasn't about to rush anything. My big, strong hands moved down to Martha's ass and I gave her bottom a light squeeze.

Martha straightened up and looked down at me with her sparkling blue eyes. She smiled softly as she reached down, grabbed the bottom of her white sweater and slowly peeled it up off of her supermodel body revealing a very sexy black lace bra underneath. She tossed the sweater towards the divider and smiled, her blue eyes once again staring into mine.

"You are a goddess," I said as I took her in as she straddled me. Her breasts were works of art, not too big and not too small. Her red lips were calling to me and having her long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail made her look like a cute college coed.

"You're not so bad yourself," she said seductively. My eyes kept moving back and forth from her stunning blue eyes to her voluptuous breasts in that black lace bra. She leaned closer, giving me the perfect view of her 34Bs. Her sweet floral scent stronger now that the sweater was gone and the scent of roses filled my senses and fueled my burning desire for Martha.

My hands slid slowly up her bare torso and I pulled her down to me so I could kiss her soft, supple breasts. My right hand slid behind her back and released her black lace bra with a snap and it fell down onto my chest. Martha's nipples were soft, light pink, and puffy, I couldn't resist softly kissing and nibbling on them. She moaned as I sucked gently on her left nipple and then let my tongue make soft circles around her delicate flesh.

I gave Martha's right nipple the same treatment then reached up and grabbed onto her ponytail as I pulled her beautiful lips back to mine for another kiss. My body was on fire for Martha. Everything seemed like it was going in slow motion and I was savoring each and every millisecond. The way she kissed me was incredible, each kiss was filled with passion, longing, and desire. She made me want to worship her like a princess and punish her like a dirty little slut all at the same time.

I tossed the black lace bra onto the floor and then I rolled Martha onto her back. I kissed her neck as my big hands moved down to work on getting her tight jeans off. I unsnapped the fly and then kissed my way down from Martha's neck, past her chest and stomach until my face was hovering above her crotch. I looked up at Martha and she was smiling, her blue eyes locked on me as I grabbed the top of her jeans and she pushed herself up on her feet to help me peel the painted on jeans off her slender body.

Underneath the jeans was a very sexy pair of black lace panties that matched the bra that was currently on the floor of the plane. Martha bit down gently on her lower lip as I moved back to her, kissing her through the soft lace. She let out a sexy little moan as I used my tongue to tease her through the little patch of material covering her pussy as my hands slid up her soft, warm skin.

My large hands cupped her firm breasts as Martha groaned and thrust her pussy up into my face. I moaned as I buried my face between her long legs and started to roll my thumbs and forefingers around her hardening nipples. I teased her by letting my lips grind down onto the lace panties that were already soaked with her sweet juices. Martha screamed loudly as I squeezed her nipples then she shot me a lust-filled glance.

"They certainly know what we're doing now," she laughed. Her beautiful blue eyes looked down at me and I smiled.

"Let's make them jealous," I said as I grabbed onto the sides of Martha's sexy little panties and slid them down her long, supermodel legs revealing her soft, pink pussy. Her pussy was bare and absolutely glistening. I slid the panties past her feet and instead of tossing them on to the floor with her bra I slipped them into the front left pocket of my jeans.

"What did you have in mind?" Martha asked with a wicked grin.

I smiled as I let my eyes take Martha's glorious body in. When I had woken up that morning, I had no idea that I'd be going to Dublin to help Aidan. I certainly had no idea I that was going to meet the Victoria's Secret angel who was number one on my free pass list. Being here, on a private plane with her nude on a bed in front of me would have seemed like a one-in-a-billion shot just a few hours ago, but there she was.

I pulled Martha's legs up over my shoulders and kissed her clit softly. My hands slid up her body and cupped her breasts in my hands as I gave her clit a series of soft, sweet little kisses that seemed to be driving her crazy based on the moans and high-pitched squeaks she was emitting. With each soft kiss, I could feel her long legs wrapping around me tighter like an anaconda taking its prey, pulling me down closer to her amazing body. I loved the fact that I had this beautiful angel craving more.

My strong hands gently massaged Martha's breasts as my tongue gently flicked her clit. She let out a low moan as I started making soft little circles around her clit with my tongue, barely touching her skin. I made a few counter-clockwise circles and then used the tip of my tongue to trace her soft, pink pussy lips.

I looked up to see Martha watching me, her big blue eyes taking in everything. It was a complete and total rush as I realized that she was totally into what we were doing. She wasn't closing her eyes and imagining her ex-boyfriend or some other guy she wanted. Supermodel Martha Hunt was watching me, Sean Ryan, eat her sweet, delectable pussy. A pussy that was currently overflowing with her sweet juices.

I buried my face between her legs and rolled my tongue and slid it deep inside of her with one deep thrust. I moaned as I tasted her sweet candy juices covering every inch of my eager tongue. Martha grabbed my hair and used her legs to keep me pinned to her body. I responded by giving her the best tongue fucking that I could manage.

"Holy fuck!" Martha moaned as my tongue penetrated her exquisite pussy over and over again as my fingertips squeezed and twisted her nipples playfully. I gave her a moment of respite as I slipped my tongue from her sweet, warm pussy and used it to tease her clit. This only made her moan louder as she pulled me by my hair and begged, "Fuck me!"

"You want me to fuck you?" I asked with a grin as Martha released her grip on my hair and I looked up into her crystal blue eyes.

"No," she moaned low. "I need you to fuck me. Now."

I slid Martha's legs off my shoulders and I stood up in front of the bed. Martha's eyes never left me as I stripped for her. I took off my polo shirt and dropped it to the floor. She bit down gently on her supple lower lip as I undid my belt slowly and then unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. I slid them off and stood there for a few seconds in just my black boxer-briefs. She beckoned me with her finger as I slid my black boxer-briefs off. The moment I stepped out of them I jumped into the bed with her.

I kissed my way up Martha's body slowly. I took my time, starting at her toes and inching my way up with soft, little kisses and nibbles on her soft, warm flesh. As I worked my way higher her moans grew in intensity. By the time I got up to her neck Martha was responding to even the lightest touch of my lips with a sexy little moan and it was driving me wild.

"Have you ever joined the mile-high club?" Martha asked as I softly kissed her neck.

"No, I haven't," I said, looking into her blue eyes.

"I haven't either," she beamed with delight as she wrapped her long, sexy legs around my torso.

"You are really ruining me for all other women," I smiled.

"Good, I'm okay with that," Martha giggled as she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down for a steamy, sensual kiss. Her sweet tongue probed my mouth so I rolled my tongue playfully around it. I recall thinking for a brief moment about what happens when a fantasy becomes reality. About how life would undoubtedly forever be altered. About how naive anyone would have to be to think that they could have what they had always desired but then go back to how things were before.

"Fuck me," Martha moaned and I was brought back into the moment. Absolutely nothing mattered at that point but fucking the beautiful, sexy angel in the bed with me so I thrust my hard cock into her tight, wet cunt for the very first time and fireworks went off in my mind. "Yes!" Martha screamed as I started fucking her incredible pussy hard and deep. Her long legs contracted around me and pulled me in deeper with each thrust.

I grabbed Martha's wrists with my hands and moved them up onto the bed over her head. I took a deep breath and slowed down my thrusts. I looked down into Martha's blue eyes as she smiled up at me. I dialed the pace back as much as I could, my raging hard cock moving painfully slowly in and out of her heavenly pussy.

"You are an angel," I said as I paused, letting my hard cock stay buried deep inside Martha's pussy as I gazed into her seductive blue eyes.

"A naughty angel," she said as she reached up and pushed me with enough force that I rolled over onto my back with her straddling me, my cock never leaving her pussy. Her hands were on my chest as she smiled down at me. I was lost in her eyes as she guided her warm, velvety pussy slowly up and down my hard cock. She reached up behind her head and pulled the hair tie off, letting her luscious waves of soft blonde hair fall down around her beautiful face.

"Very naughty," I nodded. Martha leaned down and kissed me as she slowly rode my cock. Talk about complete sensory overload, her soft lips were melting into mine, her tight, wet pussy was engulfing my hard cock, her soft blonde hair was falling down around my face and her perfect tits with their soft, puffy pink nipples were just barely grazing my chest as she fucked me. "God, I want you," I moaned.

"You've got me," Martha moaned as she moved like a dancer, grinding her perfect body up and down my cock in a way that was getting me way too close to exploding. I reached up and pulled her long blonde hair back hard and kissed her as she moaned. I moved my hands to her hips and guided her up off my cock. She pouted at me as I spun her around and got her on all fours in front of me. She wiggled her ass playfully so I spanked her, perhaps a bit harder than I intended as she screamed, "Fuck!" into the pillow below her.

"Are you a bad girl?" I asked in a low growl as Martha looked back at me over her left shoulder.

"All signs would point to yes," she giggled then bit down on her lower lip as she watched me. I spanked her again and a bigger smile came across her sweet face. "Fuck me, Sean Ryan," she commanded.

My strong hands grabbed Martha's slim hips and I drove my hard cock deep inside of her waiting pussy. I fucked her hard, pulling her body back down onto my cock with every deep, penetrating thrust. Martha moaned and screamed as I used her hot, sexy body as my plaything. My cock pounded her steaming pussy harder and harder as we shot through the sky at 600 miles per hour.

I reached up with my right hand and grabbed a fistful of Martha's long wavy blonde hair and I tugged it back hard as I continued my cock's assault on her tight little pussy. Our bodies moved as one as they came crashing together over and over again. I tugged her hair back harder and she screamed out loudly for more.

"Yes!" she moaned as I thrust every inch of my raging cock inside of her tight, wet pussy. My whole body was on overload, every little sensation felt like heaven as I fucked my angel. I knew there was no way I was going to last much longer so I slid my left hand around her hip and teased her clit. "Holy fuck," Martha screamed as my cock split her in two with repeated jackhammer thrusts while my fingertips teased her soft little button.

"Fuck yes!" I growled as my balls slapped up against Martha's beautiful ass as I fucked her with every ounce of energy that I had left. I pulled her soft, blonde hair back hard and she screamed as she arched her back and looked up at the ceiling. Her tight pussy started contracting around my cock and I exploded harder than I had for ages. I let go of her hair and grabbed onto her hips as I steadied myself and thrust my exploding cock deep inside of her over and over again. Martha moaned as her pussy consumed my prick, her velvet box contracted and released me about a thousand times it seemed as she drained every last drop that she could from me.

Martha fell down onto the bed as I slipped my cock free from her pussy. I enjoyed the sight of the beautiful lingerie model gasping for air with a content little grin on her face for a moment before I fell next to her on the bed completely spent.

"Did I live up to your fantasy?" Martha asked with a sweet smile.

"Yes, and then some," I smiled as I looked into her blue eyes and pulled her body up against mine with me on my back and her snuggled up on my chest. "You are truly more amazing than any fantasy I could have imagined."

"Thank you," Martha cooed as her fingernails traced my chest and then she leaned in and gave me a soft kiss. I grabbed the blanket that was sitting on the side of the bed and tossed it over us. I looked up at the LED screen on the wall and saw we were still a few hours outside of Dublin.

"No, thank you, my angel," I smiled losing myself in Martha's blue eyes. Neither one of us said anything for a while and Martha drifted off to sleep in my arms. My body was exhausted but my mind was wide awake and running through scenarios like one of my company's penetration testing machines.

What I told Martha was true, the reality of her was so much better than any two-dimensional fantasy that I had previously had. I was beginning to realize something that I am sure I had already known but was just blocking out and ignoring before. The free pass game doesn't exist in a vacuum and real people make things complicated. When a guy jerks off with a magazine he can put it down and forget about it. I was lying in bed with a Victoria's Secret supermodel that had just rocked my world and I could think about nothing else in the world but wanting more of her.