Bahama Mama

A nice week had passed since Mary Jane decided to move back in with her husband Peter Parker. MJ used the time away from modelling to clean up the horrible mess accumulated when she left Peter alone in their apartment. It almost took an entire week to scrub it back to a "normal" looking place... a place where MJ could at least feel comfortable. Laundry done. Groceries stocked. Trash removed. It was a break for Mary Jane to not have to think about modelling and her fame for a bit, but she was itching to get back to work... among other things.

While she did discourage Katzenberg from texting her too much, she did secretly appreciate the occasional "sext" she would get from her ex-lover. A dick pic here and there wouldn't hurt anyone she thought.

She was so used to getting fucked by Katzenberg multiple times a day, this was a good chance for her pussy to recuperate. Peter hadn't even touched her since their date night, and she was more than antsy to get a good fucking.

Today was a big day though. She was taking off on her modelling shoot to the Bahamas with Nick. Peter had his reservations about it, but kept his mouth shut as he had promised to be supportive of MJ no matter what.

As the cab arrived at the airport, MJ redirected them to the private gate where she needed to board.

"Private jet?" asked Peter as he pulled her suitcase out of the cab.

"Yeah hun... I thought I told you that. The company is paying for everything... spare no expenses is what I heard," MJ replied as she finished paying for the cab.

Peter didn't have a good feeling about this whole thing, but what could he do? If he complained or voiced any opposition... MJ would just get defensive and leave him again. He took a deep breath and just tried to be a good supportive spouse.

As the gate opened up, Peter's nemesis strode through smiling wide.

"Emm Jay!!" Nick Katzenberg shouted as he strode towards her, his arms wide.

Mary Jane ran and hugged him tightly smiling wide herself.

"Nicky!"

"How's my superstar doing today?" Katzenberg started to slide his hands down to MJ's ample bottom but was quickly rebuffed by Mary Jane.

"Nicky... Peter," she said softly into his ear.

Katzenberg looked past MJ, still holding her tightly as he grinned and let go.

"Ahhh... Peter! So good to see you again... happy for you as well... I hear things between you and your beautiful wife couldn't be better. Is that right?"

Peter, seething with jealousy, just smiled back as he reached out for his wife's hand.

"Yeah. Absolutely. Couldn't be better, right hun? It's like... we're newlyweds again," Peter said as he looked at his wife.

Mary Jane just smiled. She did agree that things were a bit better but stifled her sexual frustrations down again.

"Oh well... I guess I hate to break up the honeymoon, but this star needs to shine! We are going to sell over 10 million prints for this next cover shoot. Hell... I imagine there wouldn't be a single guy around the globe who wouldn't spank a load out over this next photoshoot," said Katzenberg staring at MJ.

Mary Jane just blushed.

"Oh stop Nick... no need to be so crude," Mj said with a smile. "I'm sure it's not that salacious. Just a bikini shoot out in the most gorgeous place on Earth... nothing that amazing."

Peter just smiled and held on to his wife's hand tightly.

"Well... I guess I'll see you in about two weeks, right hun? And... you'll be okay with Nick here as well?" Peter asked sheepishly.

MJ kissed her husband on the lips softly and hugged him tightly, "Of course honey... I'll be back before you know it. Love ya."

Peter receded into the background as they both walked down the private runway to the jet awaiting them.

"Love ya," shouted Peter back.

"Don't worry Pete... I'll take real good care of MJ," followed up Katzenberg as he pulled MJ in close and started up the steps to the airplane cabin.

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A couple hours later and 20,000 ft up.

After takeoff and climbing to their cruising altitude, Mary Jane was able to relax a bit more. She felt bad about leaving Peter especially when they were trying to get their marriage back on track. Her career was a focus for her now. Katzenberg started her back on track and despite not being in the best place with Peter, she needed to go.

Mary Jane looked around the fancy plane. She was sipping champagne out of a long-fluted glass that Katzenberg poured for her after seating. There were only a couple seats in their cabin area, the pilots were up front, and the back part was closed off by a door. This was indeed a very prestigious jet with no one to bother them at all. The last time MJ and Peter were on a plane, they had separate seats, and MJ was crammed in-between two very large businessmen. She swore she would never fly again after that.

As MJ closed her eyes and leaned back in her lounge chair, she immediately felt Katzenberg's hands on her shoulders. He was massaging and rubbing at them which brought a smile to her face.

"Nicky... what are you doing?" she asked very nicely.

Nick continued to caress her shoulders, making her feel very at ease and almost melting her into her seat.

"Aww baby... I'm just making the flight more comfortable for you. You know you deserve this," he said as he started to wander his hands a bit more. "Hell... I made myself more comfortable."

Mary Jane not understanding what he was talking about, opened her eyes up and looked behind her. The first thing she saw was Katzenberg's long cock just dangling out in the open.

"Nicky!" yelled Mary Jane with a large smile on her face.

If this would've happened a couple of weeks ago MJ would've turned the plane around herself. But at this point, she knew it was a part of who Katzenberg was... a part of his "boyish" charm.

She just swiveled her seat around, so she was now face to face with a naked Nick Katzenberg.

Mary Jane laughed and smiled so wide, "Oh Nicky... look at you... my handsome little man," she said as she held his dick in both of her hands.

"You've missed it... haven't you? That feeling? That wonderous, amazing feeling, filling you up..." Katzenberg teased her as he licked his lips, his cock starting to throb with MJ attention.

She was tempted to move her lips down to his bulbous cock head and just give way to her inhibitions. She pursed her lips... a serious thought being given. Ultimately, she took a deep breath and made her decision.

Mary Jane dropped his cock down and turned her chair back away from him.

She protested, "Nicky... you know I'm trying to patch things up with Peter."

She crossed her arms and legs. She was forcing her own body to not respond to something that was driving her. A feeling inside that she was hiding away. A desire. An urge. A passion.

Katzenberg went on the offensive and resumed his grip around her shoulders.

"So... I assume you and Pete 'made love' yeah? And how was it? Good? Great? Amazing?! The best sex of your life?!"

MJ didn't respond. She, like Katzenberg did, knew what the answer was.

Katzenberg continued his massage. Mary Jane couldn't say no anymore. His hands wandered down further and further until he was groping her tits from behind, his mouth sucking on her earlobe.

He whispered into her ear, "Baby... I'm here for you... for all your needs... spoken," and after squeezing her massive breasts with both hands elicitating a soft *moan* from MJ's lips, "... and unspoken."

Mary Jane took a deep breath and swallowed a hard truth. She did love Peter. She knew that was a fact. But maybe the passion and desire was somewhere else... with someone else?

Katzenberg kept up his **** on MJ's body, his hands sliding her sweater over her busty bosom and her breasts finally freed from her D-cup enclosures. Katzenberg knew he was getting MJ all hot and bothered. She could deny him over the phone, or where Peter was around, but if they were alone... Nick knew he could eventually break Mary Jane.

He licked and kissed around her neck and ear from behind, slathering her up more as MJ tightly closed her eyes, but didn't fight back. Suddenly he twisted her around to face him, his mouth immediately finding hers. They kissed deeply, Mary Jane now relenting, surrendering to her embroiled passions.

She got up from her lounge chair, not stopping the ongoing kisses. Both of them worked on a singular goal: to get Mary Jane as undressed as Katzenberg already was.

Katzenberg was tugging down MJ's yoga pants and panties all at once while she focused on sliding out of her sweater and bra. Working together it was completed in a flash, and Mary Jane was flush against Katzenberg both naked and exploring each other like lost lovers. Their hands caressed each other. His hands squeezing her breasts, sliding down her silky skin to her thighs. Mary Jane grabbing his face as they kissed, migrating down to his thickening shaft. Familiar hands, familiar touches, and a familiar arousal made it only a matter of time before Mary Jane fell back under Nick Katzenberg's spell.

As they finally were free of any clothes, they groped and kissed their way to the back of the plane. The single door behind them slammed open and they barreled into it. *Slam!*

Mary Jane stopped her wet kisses of Katzenberg to see the full bed waiting for them.

"Nick... did you know there was a bed on this plane?" she asked smiling as she was held by him.

Katzenberg just smiled and tossed MJ on to it with a *thud* Her shocked look, but open legs made her look even more sexy.

"Wanna join the Mile High Club?" she asked as she beckoned him close with her finger.

"Baby... with you... fucking absolutely," he said as he grabbed her legs and tugged her into his body.

"OH!" cried Mary Jane, startled but excited.

Nick took a second to stare at his beautiful prize in front of him. Marty Jane Watson and her perfect DD tits, her gorgeous face, blazing red hair, her silky skin, her tight wet cunt. If he waited any longer Katzenberg would've just shot his load all over her right then and there.

He lined up his 13 inches of meat right at her waiting pussy. He slid it up and down, teasing MJ for a bit as it tickled her clit. Slowly he pushed at the folds, breaking through and maneuvering inch by inch deep inside of her.

"Ooohhhhhhhhh F-f-f-fuckkkkkkkkkk Nick," moaned MJ as she closed her eyes tightly, her head tossing backwards, she relished the full feeling she was just treated to.

"Fuck yeah baby... tell me you haven't missed this," Nick responded.

"I have... Nick... I have," she moaned out.

Finally, Nick was able to push all the way inside of Mary Jane, bottoming out his full length. He *groaned* out loud as he leaned down and sucked on one of MJ's breasts.

Mary Jane joined him in her audible *gasp* as she felt her entire being occupied.

She wrapped her arms around her lover, her nails digging into his back as she started to get pumped into.

"Ohhh fuckkkk..... YES! Yes! YES!" She started to get louder.

Within minutes, the entire cabin of the plane was a cacophony of audible sex sounds. Crashing, creaking, yelling, grunting... intense hardcore fucking. Their sweaty bodies collided and crashed together over and over. Mary Jane was unleashed as she rolled Katzenberg over and in cowgirl position rode him hard. She whipped back her long red hair as she stared down at Katzenberg. She was in intense pleasure as she moved up and down on his cock.

*WHAP* *WHAP* *WHAP*

"OH FUCK!"

"OH FUCK!"

"YES!"

"YES!"

"YESSSSSSSsssssss!"

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As the pilots were making their flight adjustments to land in the Bahamas, they couldn't help but be disturbed by the noises from the cabins right behind their own closed one.

"Jesus Captain... those two are really going at it," stated the copilot.

"Yeah... who would've ever thought those two would be paired up like that. She's a super model... and what's he? Geez."

"Well, I guess... he has a boatload of money and a thick cock... the way he's giving it to her."

"Fuck... lucky dog."

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After a good hour of Katzenberg and Mary Jane fucking each other, they both laid out naked on the bed. Nick was tugging a deep draw from his cigarette as he turned to face a disheveled MJ.

"These next two weeks are going to be amazing baby."

Mary Jane finally awaking from her orgasmic state, took his cig and inhaled. As she exhaled, she moved to the side of the bed. She wiped at her cunt, his fluids still eking out of her. She was now coming to grips again with her decisions. She got up, moved to the toilet at the back and sat down, expelling as much as she could.

"We can be naked.... on the beach... sipping pina coladas... fucking like animals baby," Katzenberg followed up.

Mj just grinned and collected her clothes.

"This has to be it, Nick. Last time," MJ said sternly as she started to slide her panties back on.

"Oh no baby... not this again," bemoaned Katzenberg.

"Nick... I-I-I fucked up... I can't do this to Peter," MJ protested.

"Fuck that," Nick quickly responded. He reached out to MJ's bare waist, rubbing at her gently. "Peter can't do this to you."

Mary Jane grinned as she looked down at Nick Katzenberg. She knew he was a decent guy underneath... and he did care for her... maybe more so than Peter Parker did.

"You're a sweetheart Nick... I do love you... but... I just can't," she followed up. "Last time Nick."

"Of course... last time," Katzenberg said, "Shame though...I will definitely miss that perfect ass."

Mary Jane smiled wide feeling fully loved and appreciated.

As soon as she looked away, Katzenberg dove for her bottom with his teeth bared.

"Grrrrrrrr....," he playfully teased her.

She fell back to the bed, laying underneath him, "Nicky!"