A little trouble at the Airport.

“Mom! This is embarrassing!”

Despite being a private airport the terminal was buzzing with life. It was small enough that there wasn’t an Aerobridge to enter the planes, just a roped off path leading across the tarmac. Isabel was still flabbergasted that her new teacher owned a private jet. She was vaguely aware of Frost International as one of those names that boring business news shows mentioned from time to time, but she hadn’t made the connection to the woman next to her until she saw the logo on the plane’s tail fin.

“Hush now. Don’t be ungrateful. Your mother isn’t going to see you for a long while, let her take her time.” Emma’s voice dripped with satisfaction at her new student’s discomfort.

“Yeah but…” Instead of finishing the thought Isabel she let out a groaning sigh. Her mother’s face was hidden beneath the hem of her skirt, bobbing back and forth over Izzy’s groin. It was hardly long enough to really hide anything, and even if it did the wet sucking and slurping made it obvious what was going on to anyone in the room.

“Don’t worry dear; I’m keeping the crowd under control.”

“So…” A jolt of pleasure made her whimper as she felt Lillian’s tongue tease over her crown, “So they can’t see us?”

“Oh they can see everything love. I’m just making sure no one interferes with this touching farewell.”

Indeed just about everyone was looking their way now, either sneaking glances or gawking openly. There were no kids at a business airport thankfully, but from all the whispers and giggles there might as well have been. Thanks to Emma no one actually tried to confront them about the lewd display going on in the middle of the terminal. From what Izzy could tell no one was calling the cops or trying to record them either.

Many of the onlookers were starting to become occupied themselves. Since the incident at her school gym Isabel hadn’t left her house for fear the effect she might have on other people. Now it was obvious her worries were true. A few young couples snuck into the bathrooms holding hands. Then a few more went in, and then more. It wasn’t long before audible moaning was pouring from the room as an impromptu orgy broke out. The girl at reception was trying to subtly grind herself against the counter. A fellow in line was lightly groping the person in front of him, who didn’t look at all displeased by the arrangement. Even the most reserved looking people had started to squirm in their seats. And all this was from less than an hour being around Isabel.

Others weren’t even bothering being that discreet. A young woman was sitting on an older man’s lap, rocking back and forth as hard as they thought they could get away with. A jacket had been laid where their bodies joined, but Izzy could tell the woman’s jeans had been lowered down to her thighs, and the man had his fly open. Before this had started Izzy had assumed they were father and daughter, but now hoped desperately that she was wrong.

“We’ve got to go before this ends up on the news.”

Isabel wasn’t sure if her mother was even listening to her or not, but the kneeling woman did at least pick up the pace. Taking hold of her daughter’s thigh she thrust her lips up and down her shaft at a quick pace, fucking Isabel’s tip against the back of her throat. Two loving fingers slid gently up the girl’s pussy and started caressing her weak spot. Conflicted by her need to finish quickly coming up against her remaining revulsion at the incestuous act Izzy wasn’t really able to enjoy herself. Simple biology won out in the end though, and she soon felt the bliss full spasms wash over her. Gasping, she held her mother’s head down until she’d completely rode out her climax, filling her mouth with pulses of warm seed.

Half bent over and catching her breath from her peak she didn’t notice that when her mother stood up her lips were conspicuously sealed shut. Lillian pulled her little girl in for one last hug, and captured her mouth for a kiss. Reeling, Isabel didn’t try to fight her and accepted the kiss… then immediately wished she hadn’t. Her own fresh semen slid into her mouth along with her mom’s tongue. Eyes going wide she tried to pull away, only for Lillian to grab and hold her head this time. Their tongue’s danced together and made sure each of them got a fair share of the load before finally breaking. Before Isabel could even think of spiting she heard Emma’s insufferable voice.

“Swallow and say thank you dear. Then tell her goodbye, we really must be going.”

Isabel hesitated, struggling to find the will to do what she was told. Eventually she realized the longer she took the more time she’d have to taste her own bitter spunk on her tongue. Grimacing, she **** herself to swallow it down.

“Goodbye Mama. I’ll… I’ll call you when we land okay?”

“Goodbye Sweetie. I love you so much, and I’m so proud of you.” Brushing Isabel’s hair over her ear she gave the girl a soft peck on the forehead. For just a moment Isabel felt like she had the mother she’d used to know back. It strengthened her resolve to work hard and learn to control her power. Giving one last touch to her shoulder Lillian turned to leave, heading not towards the exit but to the bathroom orgy instead.