Couple's Vacation

Bill was feeling sick to his stomach as he sat in his seat. He was on his way with his family to his cousin’s wedding in Florida. It was going to be a vacation for his family as well. His parents were up front. He was sitting in the back of the plane. His older brother’s and their wives were already in Florida at the Disney resort waiting for the rest of the family. The wedding was in one day. Bill was excited to travel. He had been working hard at the hospital for months with no break. But he hated flying. To say Bill was a white knuckle flier was an understatement. The plane had all but just taken off, and already he was freaking out. He had already taken his vicodin and codeine to sleep, and was three beers deep. Normally, he didn’t drink, but now he needed it. His heart still raced intently.
He heard the door of the bathroom shut, and he let out a sigh of relief when his girlfriend Morgan exited the bathroom and sat down next to him. She always had a calming effect on him. Morgan was drop dead gorgeous. He had been in love with her from the first day he met her several years earlier. However, when they met, she was his friend’s girlfriend. Bill had always tried to steal her away, but to no avail. He worked tirelessly on her. She initially waived off his advances, saying she was in love with his friend. Bill spent a year in the gym. He lost fifty pounds of fat, and gained it back as muscle. He became the proverbial “meat head”, and spent every waking hour in the gym. As he got bigger, he began to fuck any woman he wanted. He also began training in mixed martial arts, something that he knew turned Morgan on. Slowly but surely, Morgan broke down. He could tell she was starting to look at him differently. She seemed jealous when other women wanted him and he paid no attention to her. Finally, he made his move, and told her if she didn’t go out with him he’d beat up her boyfriend, his own friend. She reluctantly agreed to one date, knowing that he could beat the shit out of his buddy.

That first date was all he needed. He took her to dinner, and bought her drinks and several shots which she reluctantly accepted. When she got drunk, her inhibitions where gone. Bill and Morgan were making out obscenely that night at the movies. Before the end of the night Morgan had broken two of her own golden rules: never cheat, and never fuck on the first date. She fucked him like a stallion that night. The next day, she broke up with Bill’s friend and began secretly dating him. In the past few weeks, they had made it official to both his and her family. Ever since that night Bill experienced how wild and awesome of a girlfriend Morgan was. She cooked, she cleaned, she cared, she fucked and she sucked like a champ. She did whatever he wanted. His own brothers were jealous of her beauty. Even his father gave him a pat on the back when he met her. She was skinny, tan, with perky breasts, and long legs that went all the way up. Her hair was auburn and short. She was the sexy hottie everyone wanted to fuck. And she was Bill’s now. She was already begging him to make it official and buy her a nice diamond ring.

Morgan sat next to Bill. She was wearing her maroon jumpsuit. What she called her “flying gear”. It accentuated her tight little body. She looked at Bill as she sat down. Bill handed her the Bloody Mary. She called it “their drink”. Morgan smiled. She had just applied make-up, always making sure to play the part of hottie for Bill. Even though she had only been dating him for several months, she knew he was freaking out. She could tell his anxiety was peaking. It was like when she wore her catholic school girl outfit and his heart beat a mile a minute. Except now, it wasn’t good for him. She rubbed his big strong arms, one of the main reasons she finally gave into Bill. She admitted that they got her wet the night of their first date. She didn’t want to come off as a slut, because as she said, “she really liked him”, but she fucked his brains out anyway. “Awww,” she cooed in his ear, “is my Billy freaking out,” she said as she rubbed his arm up and down. “Billy” was her petname for him. He hated being called that. She was too hot not too. The plane hit some turbulence and Bill jumped. “Calm down, it’s just some bumps!” She laughed.
“It’s not funny. You know I hate flying!” he said looking straight.
Morgan giggled, “I know baby, I do to,” she admitted, she hated flying as well, but it calmed her that he was worse, “but I’m here! If we go down, we go down together,” she kissed his forehead, and lifted the armrest between them. They were the only two in the back row, the seat next to Morgan in the aisle was empty. She pulled the blanket he was under over herself. “Here,” she said hitting the TV screen in front of him. She pulled up a movie, “The Hangover”, and pulled out her credit card to pay for it. “Let’s watch a movie to keep your mind off of flying!” She sipped her Bloody Mary and pushed Bill’s own cup to his mouth. His heart almost calmed, but then another turbulent spot was hit, and he grabbed her hand hard. “Ouch!” She laughed. “You’re gonna have a heart attack,” she giggled as the movie began.

Bill was not amused. “I can’t relax!”
“Try to sleep babe!” Morgan kissed his forehead again. After several minutes she watched Bill staring blankly forward. She knew what she needed to do. Her hand slowly crept up his jean covered leg. She began to slowly rub his cock.

Bill looked over quizzically. “What are you doing?” he asked.
“Listen Mister,” Morgan smiled, “if you won’t go to sleep, I’ll put you to sleep!” She began to rub his crotch up and down. She felt his cock begin to come alive.

“I don’t think it’s going to work right now. Not like this!” He said honestly.
Morgan smiled and looked forward at the screen, pretending nothing was happening. She made sure no one could hear and whispered, “Look, how many times have I jerked you off in these past few months?”
Bill laughed finally, “like two-hundred!”

“Exactly. AND, I made you cum with my bony ass,” she joked, referring to when she gave him a strip tease in her cheerleader outfit he bought her. She had rubbed her ass so hard against his cock that night, he had cummed in his pants. Morgan’s fingers were now tracing the sides of his fully erect cock under his jeans. “Trust me, we both know I can make you cum anywhere I want, anyway I want!” She chuffed. “Just enjoy and go to sleep Mister!” She began rubbing his cock hard.

Bill thought for a second then sprang a trap he had been waiting for for a while now. His heart seemed to stop racing, “I’ll go to sleep if I get another ‘first’”. He was referring to a game they had called “first”. Bill had insisted that in order for them to get married eventually, he be the first to do certain things sexually to Morgan.

Morgan stopped jerking him abruptly. She saw the smile on his face. “What is it now?” She said rather loudly. She awoke the couple in the seats in the row across from them. Realizing how loud she was she whispered in his ear, “What more can I do?” She held out her hand to count. “I let you fuck me in the ass like eight times now, you’ve tittie fucked me like eight times AND cummed in my face like a hundred times. I blow you at restaurants, movies, in the car, and each time you cum in my face. You know I hate that. I even got my tongue ring back so I can blow you better.” She licked his ear to tease him with the tongue ring.
“I know, but there is other things we can do,” he added. His heart no longer beat fast. Morgan resumed her rubbing.
She snuggled into his shoulder, “like what?”
Bill knew it was weird, but he said it anyway. “Tomorrow, at the wedding, I want you to give me a footjob!”
“A what?” Morgan stopped rubbing him again.
“It’s something I saw in a porn. You rub my dick with your feet!” he added.
Morgan ripped her hand away, “You and your porn. You’re so weird!”
“No its not. You just do what you were doing with you’re feet. It’s hot!” He smiled. He looked down at her feet. They were coverd in puma shoes. “You have hot ass feet!”
Morgan folded her arms, “Their gross Bill!”
“No!” He assured her, “Their high-heel feet. I always say that!” He made her lean against the empty seat and lifted her feet. He took off her shoes and began to rub them under the socks. “They have that exy curve!”
Morgan cooed, “Ok, maybe you’re right. They do!” she let herself enjoy the rub. “OK!” She gave in, “What do I have to do!”
Bill told her what he wanted, “just were your clear pantyhose like you were going to. At one point take off the heels and rub my dick!”
“At the reception?” she asked.
“Under the table!” he added.
“What if I get caught?” she thought about it for a minute.
Bill shook his head, “You won’t, besides, I’ll be rubbing you with my feet, under your skirt!”
Morgan slappd his hand, “Oh no you won’t. I know how that ends up!”
Bill laughed, “How?”
Morgan turned back to the movie, and pulled her feet down. She lifted Bill’s arm and moved under it. “With me fucking you in the bathroom. I’ll have none of that Mister!” She took a sip of her drink and moved her hand back under the covers. In no time, she was rubbing Bill’s cock with the tips of her fingers again. She was quite for a few minutes, then, “How is this going to work if we’re sitting next to each other?”
“You’ll have to switch seats at some point,” he said repositionin himself as Morgan rubbed him with more speed now. The noise of her hand rubbing his jeans was loud, but the enigine of the plane drowned it out.
“Why would I do that?” Morgan asked.

Bill looked over at her seriously as he could with her hand on his dick. “You know you’ll be talking with some dude who wants to fuck you!” It always happened. Morgan was a flirt, and even sort of a tease. And of course the way she looked, every guy she came across wanted to get in her pants. Bill loved it. It made him proud when she came home with him, and people saw that she was “his little hottie”, as he called her.
“I can’t help it if I’m nice and people have alterior motives,” she smiled. She noticed Bill’s stern look. “Oh..come on, you love! It gets you all hot!” She squeezed his cock, sending him up a little.
“I do,” he said kissing her deeply. He stuck his tongue down her throat.
She pulled away, “how does my tongue feel?” She felt Bill’s hand caress her inner thigh. He knew this always got her wet. “Knock it off MISTER!” But Bill refused. His hand rubbed her crotch, while hers rubbed his. She moaned and looked at him, “I hate you!”
Ten minutes later Bill’s mom got up to use the bathroom, she looked over to see the back row empty. No Bill and no Morgan. She looked up to see the bathroom lights all one. “Must be in the bathrooms” she thought waiting. Her ears perked up when she thought she heard a moan. Then she clearly heard an “OH GOD!”
“Morgan,” Bill’s mom called into the bathroom.
She heard rumbling, then Morgan answered, “Hey, Bill’s mom…oh god!” she cried out.
“Are you ok,” Bill’s mom asked.
“I’m fine….just fine!” Morgan answered. “Just a little plane sick that’s all!”
Bill’s mom watched someone exit the other bathroom. As she entered, she called back, “If you need anything let me now. I have sleeping pills!”
“Ok!” Morgan answered.
Bill’s mom entered the toilet, never realizing the obvous, that Bill didn’t exit the other bathroom. Bill’s mom was right, both Morgan and Bill were in the bathroom, they were just in the same one. While Bill’s mom waited outside, Bill has Morgan’s pants down in the bathroom. He was fucking her hard from behind. She couldn’t help but let out moans. He didn’t even stop when his mom heard Morgan. He kept fucking her hard from behind. Morgan’s toes curled and she arched her back, orgasming as Bill’s mom called to them. Bill grabbed Morgan’s hips and fucked into her even harder.
Morgan was flustered as she spoke to Bill’s mom, but she rode out her own orgasm. Morgan pulled forward, and Bill’s cock came free. “What the fuck?” he asked.

She smiled, “That’s what you get,” she said pulling her pants up. Bill was clearly pissed. “Relax,” she said grabbing a tissue and pulling off the condom. “I’ll play with you all flight!” She handed him the napkin, “Get rid of this!” She poked his chest, “And not like last time!”
Morgan lived up to her word, she jerked him off for another hour until he came. She cleaned it up and let him sleep. He awoke several minutes later to her jerking him off again, “You better be dreamin of me MISTER!” she said pointing out his boner. He had to admit he actually was!
Morgan turned to hear a commotion from the bathroom, “Someone left a condom in the toilet,” an old lady said. Morgan’s mouth hung open. She heard the stewardesses tell the lady they would clean the toilets. Morgan looked at the smile on Bill’s face, “You fucker!” she laughed. Bill loved to leave hints of their sexcapades. He was shocked when Morgan licked his ear, “You should’ve kept it! MILE HIGH CLUB!” She joked, holding up her hand for Bill to high five. He happily obliged. Morgan’s hand didn’t leave his cock the rest of the flight. He was surprised at one point when she looked around to see that everyone was asleep and blew him right there.
As they exited the plane Bill had his arm around Morgan. Bill’s parents were waiting. “Do you guys need anything, like food?” Bill’s mom asked.
Morgan smiled, “He needs a shower,” Morgan pointed to Bill and made a pee-eew action with her hands. “And a clean pair of pants.” Both of them laughed.
Bill’s mom was confused, “Did you have an accident?”
Bill smiled, “Like three,” he said kissing Morgan’s head.
She laughed, “more like four,” but she saw the confusion on Bill’s parent, “he was just upset about the flight…I uh…he just…” she decided to stop digging a hole, “it’s nothing.”
Bill’s parents just shrugged and they all went to the hotel.