Brooklyn by herself

Brooklyn was fuming in her seat, a long angry conversation had taken place, and was continuing to take place in her head. She imagined all the cruel and devilishly clever things she wanted to say to Jace and that bimbo bitch at the gate. Images of herself flipping the pair off as she grabbed the closest man, and started making out with him flashed through her mind. He of course was a hunk, standing well over 6 feet tall and easily could pick up Brooklyn and all the curves her body had to offer in his bulging arms.

It was all so childish and Brooklyn knew it. But she just couldn’t help but feel annoyed with Jace, and annoyed with how openly that agent had flirted with him. Brooklyn had blossomed into a beautiful young women early on as a child, so she was no stranger to being wanted by others. But since she started dating Jace she was now being met with a new feeling, the feeling of jealousy as girls of all age flirted with him instead. Brooklyn knew however that this feeling, and her frustration could only last so long. After a while she couldn’t help but feel the anger leave her body, in its place a feeling of loneliness and melancholy. Brooklyn wanted to be with Jace, she wanted to spend time with her boyfriend and discuss all the ways the pair planned on enjoying themselves. She wanted to feel special, and see that look when Jace looked into her eyes like she was the only girl in the world. Yet here she was, sitting next to a large and rather unappealing man. Who may or may not be dead considering how little he had moved since the plane took off.

Crossing her arms once more she drifted back into her thoughts, now being filled with images of Jace and the gate agent together. First it was just the two of them laughing, but then it evolved further. Soon they were kissing, their clothes quickly falling away from their bodies. Jace’s smile was plastered all over his face as he took in the sight of the beautiful women, Brooklyn herself couldn’t deny she had a fantastic body. Soon the pair began to play with each other, starting more innocently at first before warping into an image of the two fucking like animals. Brooklyn watched the man she loved plow in and out of the screaming women, her older more mature body jiggling and bouncing. She imagined the way the women would scream with each plunging thrust, and how her nails scraped the back of Jace. Brooklyn wanted to scream, wanted the images to stop, wanted her mind to not think about such awful things. And yet she continued to watch, continued to imagine. She could feel her body reacting to the depraved thoughts, her legs squeezing tightly together as the images began to flash faster and more violently in her head. “No!” She thought, “no this isn’t right! This isn’t what I want!”. Soon the figures who were fucking began to shift, now instead of the agent it was Olivia who was getting fucked. Her massive breasts bounced in unison with each thrust. “No!” Again the figures shifted, now it was Danielle riding on top of Jace. Brooklyn was disgusted at the thought and shook her head, trying to free herself of the visions. Another couple of quick flashes, as both the man and the women changed almost at will. Friends and family alike took turns to fill the role, in all manner of positions. “Please stop” Brooklyn pleaded with herself. Another flash, and in front of Brooklyn was another version of herself. Naked, she stood in front of a man without a face. He was also naked and possessed an almost impossible cock, larger than any porn star she had ever seen. She imagined her imaginary self sinking to her knees, her hands gently gripping the massive pillar of flesh that bounced in front of her. The real Brooklyn watched in awe as her imaginary self began to pleasure the monster, **** to fit the entire beast into frankly too small of a mouth. Brooklyn’s body sent a shiver down her spine the images she had conjured up too hot to even process. The man had now grabbed -a handful of imaginary Brooklyn hair, the way he moved was rough and unforgiving. Quickly he began to thrust his hips forcing more and more of his impossible cock into the awaiting mouth. Brooklyn could only watch as the man fucked her own face, uncaring about the struggle being presented as he tried to fit an object larger than her throat could handle. Before she could even understand what was happening, a shiver ran up her spine and a small moan of pleasure escaped her lips.

“Excuse me”

Brooklyn couldn’t believe it, she had just cum from the thought of watching herself get fucked.

“Excuse me”

She wasn’t even sure what she had imagined, just that a cock the size of her arm had almost ruined her.

“EXCUSE ME!”

Jolting upright, Brooklyn looked to her left to see the man beside her.

“I need to get out to use the bathroom.” His voice filled with obvious annoyance having to almost scream at the girl to get her attention.

Brooklyn could only shake her head, swivelling in her seat to allow the man to pass, his body barely able to squeeze between the rows of seats. Finally struggling his way to the freedom of the aisle, he made his way back towards the bathroom leaving Brooklyn once again alone with her thoughts. As she thought back to the visions her mind conjured up she felt another tickle pass through her body. She really wasn’t sure what to make of everything, the only thing she knew was that whatever it was. It was hot…

I just wanted to take a moment to say thanks for reading! It’s been fun getting back into these characters and the story as a whole. I hope everyone’s enjoying the very small addition I’m making to Phoenix’s amazing world and story. If anyone has any thoughts or anything about where the stories headed for all the character, please feel free to share your thoughts! Thanks again and looking forward to more chapters as a whole