What do Lil and Joyce do before their flight?
Lil nurses at Joyce's breast while Joyce fingers her
Joyce checked with the airport lounge concierge about using the Mother's Room. When assured that it was vacant, Joyce led Lil to the little door in a quiet corner of the lounge and unlocked it with her frequent flyer card. Inside there was a broad, padded vinyl covered seat, a sink, wipes, towels, lotion, liquid soap and sanitizing gel.
Joyce closed the door, slid the In Use signal, and dimmed the light.
"I usually masturbate before a flight," Joyce told Lil. "Especially a cross-country flight when there will be several hours from the boarding lounge to the first chance at relief. But you, dear one, you look like you might just want a nap."
"How, ah, how do you do it here?" Lil asked. "Masturbate?" Joyce was a trip, and even if this was a trip she wanted to be on, she wanted to be there with Joyce, helping her with the Women's Pleasure Circle, well, everything was new.
"Vibrator," Joyce said. "That's quickest and surest for me. The advantage of being a pleasure advocate is that you get a lot of practice bringing your toys through security, so, as you saw, we're actually well-equipped. I wouldn't try to bring a large metal toy in my hand luggage, like a vaginal barbell. You could hurt someone with that. And I haven't actually tried to plug in my coil vibrator on the airplane seat outlet, but it's very quiet and powerful and perfect for here. My co-teacher Betty pointed out that as long as I was flying first-class to be comfortable as a fat woman, I should take advantage of the lounge and be comfortable before the flight. Women use the Mother's Room for medical self-care, so it was the obvious place for me to masturbate."
Joyce saw Lil swaying on her feet in the little room.
"Oh dear, Lillian, come sit, there's plenty of room. Lean on me, that's good."
Lil drowsed, leaning on Joyce Bernstein's soft shoulder, as her new mentor briskly set up her plug-in coil vibrator. Lil drifted off, feeling warm and safe next to the pleasure educator and massage therapist, the fat, shameless middle-aged woman who had written Lil's favorite textbook, Free to Masturbate, had featured photos of her own vulva and of her friends, and was also the mother of her brother Gary's girlfriend. What an amazing, wonderful world.
"Dear one, we can't have you drooling on my blouse," Joyce said. She lifted Lil's chin and kissed the young woman's lips. Lil kissed back and put her arms around Joyce's shoulders. Joyce chuckled. "There, there, sweet one. I'm about to use my vibe. Did you want something?"
"I'm, can I...?" Lil said. "Can I hold you like this?"
Some squirming and readjusting later, Lil was sitting partly across Joyce's parted thighs, leaning into her soft chest and shoulder. Joyce had wiggled an arm out of her loose-cut blouse, so Lil's cheek was on her breast on the side opposite her vibrator hand.
Things moved rather quickly after that. A brief session of lip-lock and tongue battle was broken by Joyce offering her breast and Lil accepting, sucking in Joyce's broad, crinkly nipple, stiff with arousal. Joyce circled her near arm around Lil's shoulders to hold the younger woman against her breast. With the near-silent coil vibrator humming away, held in place between Joyce's thighs, Joyce unbuttoned Lil's shorts, slid her free hand into Lil's panties, and deftly stroked the young woman's vulva, first cupping Lil's mound and lips, then parting Lil's lips with her fingertips, dabbling them in Lil's vagina for moisture, then fingering Lil's clit for a quick run to climax. Lil moaned into Joyce's breast as she sucked hard. Joyce was using the same clever fingering that had gotten Lil off on Joyce's massage table, and even here, sitting across Joyce's lap, the pleasure educator was just as skilled and sure. Lil's hips rocked, grinding against Joyce's hand. She groaned out her climax into Joyce's soft, full breast as Joyce held her close. Joyce shifted, squeezing her thighs tighter around the vibrator. Joyce flexed her PC muscle, toned from frequent Kegel exercises, pulsing it to help get herself over the top.
Joyce buried her face in Lil's long hair and moaned out a long, rolling climax in the embrace of her new personal assistant, as Lil sucked on Joyce's nipple in the aftershocks of her own orgasm.
Is it a restful flight for Joyce and Lil to meet Betty?
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