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To those who listen to smutty books in public places, this one's for you.
Airpeen is a short, erotic, sentient object story about a woman who gets serviced in the skies by her airplane seats. This book contains elements common in darker romances, such as bondage, orgasm denial, double (and triple) penetration, choking, and demeaning dirty talk towards the main female character. All sexual encounters are consensual, and all resolves with a happy ending.
Our flight time today is three hours and five minutes.
“I thought so,” she says, with a friendly wink. “The wine is complimentary.”
“Hopefully this will help you sink into your seat a bit more. I hope you enjoy all the perks that come with flying in this part of the plane.”
The brightly lit seatbelt light isn’t a seatbelt decal. It’s a cock.
“Well, hi there, Passenger Princess.”
Looking to my left, the woman across the aisle smiles and opens her blouse. The arms of her chair move on their own, gently caressing her curves as she falls back into its embrace. The chair in front of her unbolts itself from the floor as it carries its occupant to isle. With tender agility, the seat begins laying him down gently before mounting the man.
“Don’t leave my tray in the upright and locked position the entire flight. Let’s hit that recline button and chillax, babe.”
“Talk about complimentary nuts, am I right, babe?”
We could create some turbulence of our own.”
“There she is,” he groans, as I shift on his lap.
“It looks like she’s primed and ready for takeoff, don’t you think, Plush,” Cushy seductively drawls over to his partner.
“Her engines are fully fired up and ready to go.”
Out of the spongy interior comes a miniature model of the airplane we are on.
Only, miniature isn’t exactly the best word to describe the eleven inch form jutting out at me.
The moment I realize that the model plane is his cock, is the moment I realized there is noth...
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The way they bounce as I trace my fingers along the ridge of his tip lets me know that the engines are his sack. I’m curious what kind of cum he has packed in there.
“If you ever fucking keep yourself from letting loose again, I’ll keep you on this plane and make you fly around the world until your legs give out from under you. Do you understand me, Princess.”
Their punishing pace makes my tits bounce like landing gear on a rough touchdown.
“but what you really want is to be craved so much that you are taken for all that you have. You want that soft kiss to be placed on raw skin after I hold you tight to me and fuck every last scream from your lungs.”
