None (hand job)

"I was wondering if you remembered my tip." John said.

"How could I forget! While we're on that subject, usually ten will get you a blowjob, twenty for my cunt, and fifty bucks for my tight little asshole. You could get all three and I would still owe you twenty bucks." Candi laughed. "And you can have your change back if you want. I know you said to keep it before, but you didn't know my prices and guys are usually more level headed after busting a nut deep in a warm, wet whole."

"Gee I don't know. I think maybe you should just give me my money back and we call it even. I mean I was so excited to use you like the slut you are-"

"Was?" Candi repeats deeply hurt.

"Well I was just waiting for so long so I just ended up fucking some slut in the bathroom"

"Really? Was...was she good?" Candi's jealousy is passed only by her pain.

"Her tits weren't as big as yours. Ass neither. And she sucks dick at sucking dick. Threw up all over my cock when she tried to deep throat it."

"I can suck dick!" Candi interjects. "I'm really really good at it. Like I said balls deep. I can give you best throat job of your life and still stick my tongue out to lick your balls!" She was trying to convince herself more than anyone else.

"Your lips do look like they were made for sucking dick..." John said.

"They literally were! I went to the doctor and told them to pump them up until they were the softest cock-sheath possible!" Candi desperately tried to convince John. "You'll forget all about that other stupid slut once you're in me."

"Yea, but I did get to take her virgin ass." John teased, enjoying how much Candi needed to prove she was a slut.

"I do anal!"

"Yea, but you take it balls deeps up the ass. There's no way that your as tight as her." As much as John wanted to bust a nut in this slut, he couldn't help but love the way she loathed being anything other than a slut.

"Here you go" Candi said dejected as she hand the money back to John. Pocketing the cash John noticed Candi looking longingly at his soft exposed cock. When she failed to suppress a frustrated whimper John's cock twitch. Candi's eyes light up as she turned to John.

"See! It wants me too!" Candi said pointing to his dick. "I know you think I can't make it feel good but I can! I'm really good with dicks! Pretty please? It looks so sad. Please let me make it happy!"

"I doubt it could even get hard. I'm so spent." John lied. "Plus the money-"

"I can make it hard!I can make it hard without using any of my holes, so don't worry about the money!" Candi boasted confidently.

With that she unbuttoned her shirt, brought her massive titties out and spit into her hand. Rubbing her wet hand all over John's cock, Candi lent in to spit more lube onto it. Her hair brushed John's thighs, a few strands dancing on his sack. She held her head there and took a deep whiff.

"I can still smell her ass juice on you." Candi said as John grew harder and longer in her hand. With John's new size she needed more lube and so spit more onto his cock. Soon John was rock hard and Candi was stroking him with pure lust. Her hand was a blur on his cock and the spit kept drying up, she kept spitting but soon her mouth was dry. With the lack of lube John's cock soon started to soften.

"See what I mean?" John said. "Hand jobs are great and all, but nothing compares to wet fuck-hole. Especially a tight virgin fuck-hole." John knew that would get her worked up.

"My hand jobs are better than that basic bitch's anal cherry! Just need some lube is all... Hang on" Candi removes her hand from John's cock and lifts her skirt, leaning up a little with her ass hovering above the seat. She places her hand under her ass and makes a face like she's trying to solve a complicated math problem.

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John's eyes bulge as he sees Candi fart a handful of cum out of her ass. John's dick is harder than diamonds just at the sight of this lewd act. Candi brings her hand to John's dick and slathers it with the slippery white substance. No longer able to contain himself, John starts mauling Candi's tits and plunges his tongue into her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. Their wet lips smacking together are indistinguishable from the sound of Candi's cummy hand slipping up and down on John's cock.

"God Slut, you're amazing!" John breathes into her mouth. "You've been walking around with a load in you ass this whole time?"

"Two loads." Candi giggles. "From the pilots."

"You can't get any hotter than you are right now."

"Not even if I tell you they gave their loads at the same time? It was double anal."

John groans.

"I'd like to see that anal-virgin slut try double anal. I made those cocks both came so much I'm sure there's probably more in there." She brags.

"God the thought of you walking around with a load inside you is so hot." John can barely speak now.

"Oh, John!" Candi laughs. "A good slut always has at least one load in her at all times!" She picks up the pace and touches her lips to John's ear. "Just like the one I squeezed out of my cunt in front you. The one we both pretended not to notice. Two sex crazed perverts pretending to be normal everyday people."

"Oh god I'm gonna cum, Slut!" John warned.

"If I can't have your load in me than I want it on me!" Candi demanded as she crawled between his legs and aimed his cock at her face. "I'll wear it like a badge of honor! No more pretending, everyone will no me as the slut I am just by looking at me!"

John cried out as he shot his first wad of cum, a thick rope that land from her chin to her nose. The next two covered her right cheek entirely. The third went across her forehead. The forth hit her left eye directly. Amazingly she didn't even blink, just kept stroking until the final dribbles of cum settled on her outstretched tongue. Candi then took her cummy hand and grabbed a handful of her hair. Leaning into John's crotch, she used her hair as a sort of rag to wipe his cock clean of the cum that came from to strange men. Finally she gave his penis a peck and placed it back in his pants.

Standing up and meeting John's eye, Candi gets the result she was looking for. From John's expression it's clear that Candi is the most shameless slut there is. She walked to the front of the plane with her head held high, considering all the shocked gasps to be a round of applause. The plane lands five minutes late and she stands by the exit door, thanking all the passengers and a stewardess usually would. Except for the fact that she had cum plastered all over her face. Most people just rush by looking at the floor but some openly laugh at her face. Others take pictures and a few even call her a whore or a slut. She just smiled and said "thank you" to each.

"Hope you enjoyed your flight sir!" Candi said to John as he finally approached her.

"I sure did, Slut!" John responds. "Oh and here," John hands her the pile of clothes. "That slut who turned out to be nowhere near as incredible as you is still in the bathroom, she'll want these."

"Yea, I heard her crying in there. I'll pass them along. But I might just see how many fists I can fit in her devirginized ass first." She laughs. "Here, take this." She hands John a scrap of paper with her number on it. "In case you ever want to use my 'exit hatch'"