The fire burns.
Today, there’s an important business trip out to neighbouring Japan to discuss business regarding acquisition of the next asteroid mining strip, and of course, her boss insists on going in person.
Normally, she’d be fine with the whole thing—early morning flights and all—but this time, she curses the timeline of events. This isn’t the first early morning flight that leaves her with not much free time in the morning, and neither will it be the last. However, it definitely is the first flight in a long time that she ends up at the airport hot, bothered, and in need of a good release.
Chuu regrets watching that movie before bedtime last night. The intimate scenes definitely were shot a little too well, and the resulting wet dream last night involving her boss and her having the roughest sex definitely left her needing more when she woke up in the morning. She curses this early morning flight instead.
Chuu fiddles with the hem of her skirt, the brushes of her fingers against her thighs sending pleasurable tingles to her core. Her panties are definitely less than clean—looking at her boss this morning left her with even more inappropriate thoughts. If she doesn’t get any release soon, she might actually go crazy.
“Sir, we board our private flight in thirty minutes.”
Ah, Gowon’s back from her talk with the airport staff. Chuu gasps in excitement at the thirty minute timer. That’s definitely more than enough time to take care of herself somewhere. She wonders about getting her boss to come help get her off, but he seems like he’s in business mode right now, fingers clicking away rapidly on his laptop and all. Guess she’ll have to make do with her fingers.
“Boss, I need to use the washroom. I’ll be right back, okay?”
Her boss nods, a smile on his face. “Go on, come back soon. We board in thirty.”
“Okay!” Chuu grins. The excitement of finally being able to get off provides the spring in her step. She knows Incheon International Airport like the back of her hand by now, with how many business trips she’s had to attend to with her boss. The trip to the handicapped toilet takes less than two minutes, and she breathes a sigh of relief when she locks the door.
Chuu wastes no time in hiking up her skirt and pulling her panties off. The wet spot on her panties is irrefutable evidence of how aroused she is, and the cool air of the washroom feels so pleasurable against her dripping cunt. She mentally pats herself on her back for her good choice in outfit today—tight black shirt, paired with a cute skirt and a tiny sling bag. If anything, it’s not only a pretty outfit, but it provides easy access to herself. Saving on time, saving on trouble.
“Ah!”
Chuu releases a gasp when her skin comes into contact with the cold plastic of the toilet cover. She places her bunched-up panties atop the tank of the toilet along with her bag, leaning back to rest on said tank. Chuu spreads her legs open, raising them to rest on the cover.
“Mmf~”
Her imagination wanders, as does her fingers. Chuu parts her labia with her right index and ring fingers as her middle finger runs across her entrance, over her clit.
“Yes…”
Chuu releases a sigh of pleasure at the thought of her boss with his hands on her. She pulls up her shirt and exposes her bra for a short moment before she hikes it up as well. A blush spreads across her face at the thought of how naughty she is—naked in a public bathroom, her chest and pussy exposed, fingering herself to a much needed release while thoughts of her boss plague her mind. She kneads her chest the way she knows her boss would as she sinks a finger into herself, a shaky moan drawn from her throat. Her dream from the morning comes to mind, and Chuu takes herself back to it and mixes the dream with her reality. In her head, her boss has her pinned on a mattress, her skirt hiked up just as it is in reality.
“You’re so fucking pretty like this, Chuu. Needy, submissive, and begging to be taken. I know you’d love it if I pounded the cum out of you. Do you want me to?”
“Yes, Daddy, pound me, fuck me, use me like the cumslut I am! I’m your toy, your fucktoy, please, please fuck me!”
Chuu tweaks her nipple as she strikes at her clit with her fingers. Her moans echo in the empty bathroom and she rushes to muffle herself. It wouldn’t do good to be found masturbating in public like the naughty girl she is. She bites down on her shirt, her chest heaving with shaky breaths.
“A-ah!”
Chuu plunges her middle and ring fingers into her vagina, her back arching at the delicious sensations traversing her body. Her fingers take on the role of her boss’ cock, fucking her just the way she likes it.
“I’m gonna fucking wreck you, baby girl.”
Chuu releases a broken moan at the imaginary dialogue, made all too real by her lust-addled mind. She sets a relentless pace for herself, fueled by her burning desire for a good orgasm and the inability to take as much time as she wants. Wet squelches accompany her whiny moans as she fucks her own hole with her fingers, slick dripping onto the toilet cover from the gaps between her fingers.
“Daddy, Daddy, I’m so fucking wet for your cock, fuck me just like that Daddy, fuck!”
Chuu strikes her own G-spot on each thrust, curls of her fingers driving her wild. She checks her watch on her left hand—20 minutes left, more than enough for an orgasm. Her head rolls to the side as she closes her eyes, mouth open in a perpetual “O”, her shirt released from her hold in favour of vocalizing her mounting pleasure.
“Oh, oh fuck, fuck, Daddy, Daddy, right there, I’m gonna fucking cum on your cock Daddy, I’m gonna squirt on your cock!”
A broken guttural moan is ripped out of Chuu’s throat as her hips buck hard. Stream after stream of liquid fires out of her orgasming pussy, clenching and unclenching with each burst, her release splashing against the wall of the bathroom. Some of it leaks down her hole to pool on the toilet seat as her fingers rub her clit furiously as she tweaks her right nipple, her orgasm prolonged with the sensations all over her body.
Chuu’s hips twitch when her orgasm subsides, juices still leaking from between her legs. She raises her wet hand to her lips, tongue swirling all over her fingers to clean herself up. The fire between her legs still doesn’t subside—in fact, she wants one more orgasm.
“Fuck~!”
Chuu plunges her fingers into her hole again. This time, she works both her G-spot and her clit. A cursory check on her watch—15 minutes—and Chuu thrusts her fingers into herself rapidly as her other hand works her clit at a similar pace. Thoughts of her boss picking her up and pounding her against the wall of his office flood her mind. The pleasure Chuu brings to herself renders her unable to comprehend anything more than her desire for her boss to wreck her body.
“Oh, fuck, yes, fuck me Daddy, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…”
It is with the mantra that Chuu brings herself to the strongest orgasm she’s had all day. A scream tears itself out of Chuu as a long burst of squirt splatters itself on the wall in front of Chuu. The oversensitivity of her first orgasm contributes to the strength of her second. The repeated bucking of Chuu’s hips and writhing of her body atop her seat sends her orgasm spraying up and down the polished tiles of the wall, Chuu’s pleasure washing over the smooth material, some of it splashing over Chuu herself. Chuu gasps and heaves with each violent movement of her hips, each spray leaving her body. Waves of relief wash over Chuu—she finally got the orgasm she was looking for, the kind of release she craved and deserved the entire morning.
With a long sigh, Chuu slides off the toilet. She tears off a long section of toilet paper, laying it over the cover of the seat. Another section of toilet paper goes to her thighs and pussy, cleaning up any residue spillage. Chuu hurries to make herself presentable again—she still has a plane to catch and a business trip to attend.
When Chuu deems herself presentable, her sweat wiped off her brow, her hair arranged neatly, she unlocks the door to the washroom and walks out. To her surprise, she is immediately grabbed and pinned to the wall. Adrenaline kicks in, and she nearly takes her assailant down, but she stalls when she feels her boss’ touch around her wrists.
“Mm, baby girl. Didn’t take you to be so naughty, screaming for me as you orgasmed in public.”
“Ah—Boss, no, Daddy, no, ah!” Red burns across Chuu’s face. How did he know?
Her boss grabs her hand and pushes it towards his hard bulge. He directs her hand with her wrist, letting her feel how hard he strains against his pants.
“Look at what you’ve done, Chuu.”
He grins.
“I came looking for you, and here you are, begging to be fucked, like the naughty girl you are. You wanna squirt on my cock, hm? We have 2 hours between Seoul and Tokyo, and I’m gonna make sure you squirt all over my cock on the plane, since you want it so much.”
Her boss leans in, his lips right next to her ear.
“I can’t wait to feel your pussy around my cock.”
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