JFK
My face was colored red from the harsh New York winter air. My whole body was frozen, literally. I've only been outside for all of five minutes and I've already turned into a popsicle.
Hurriedly I hailed a taxi, I just needed to get to JFK. My flight was literally in a couple of hours and I couldn't miss it.
Just my luck a taxi stopped in front of me the instant my hand went up. Pulling my coat tighter around my body I made my way to my taxi.
Just as I approached a large male figure stepped in front of me. "Um, excuse me but I hailed this taxi and I would mind if you took about three steps back."
The large man stiffened and turned around, "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there." Great, I'm invisible. "Would you mind sharing, I have to get to JFK as quick as possible." He kept gazing behind himself to see if anyone was following him.
I hesitated. "Um."
"I'll pay." He offered.
I only had 108 dollars and a ticket on my person. If he was offering to pay I was going to let him, "Sure, I was going to JFK anyway."
We both piled into the taxi. "Where to?" The driver asked with a slight Haitian accent.
"JFK." The man answered.
"I'm Erin," I introduced myself after I pulled off one of my gloves.
"Jaxon," His much larger hand looked like it could swallow mine as he grasped it. "Nice to meet you Erin." The taxi pulled off.
"Likewise."
"So, JFK. Any reason for your traveling on such a day as this one?" He asked as I got silent.
"I'm running away."
"What?"
I chuckled at the face he made, "not in the literal sense. I'm over the age of 18, I live by myself, and pay my own bills. I'm just trying to get away from everyone and everything. You?"
"Kinda the same, I just found out my wife of three months is pregnant with my first cousin's baby."
"Oh, I'm sorry." I offered my sympathy.
"It's okay, I didn't love the slut. It was arranged."
I gasped, "the reason I'm running." I said, "My father is trying to force me into marrying a slump lowlife. Telling me he know what's best for me."
"I find it hilarious that parents think that they know their children well when it's completely opposite."
"I just graduated six months ago, they didn't even give me time to take a break and establish a career before they threw all that mess in my face."
As we spoke I didn't notice that we were getting to our destination faster than we thought. The car ride took only about a half an hour.
Jaxon paid the taxi driver as I exited the cab. Neither of us had any luggage so as soon as we were out he was driving off.
"How did you get talked into an arranged marriage?" I asked as he held the entrance door open for me. I said a quick thank you.
"The old 'I will disown you' bit." He laughed to himself, like it was funny. Being disowned is not funny. "It worked too. Worked perfectly. Right up until I found the pregnancy test and overhead my wife's and cousin's conversation."
The airport wasn't that packed as I thought it would be, maybe because it was a national holiday. I don't know. "So where are you going?"
"I don't know yet, somewhere warm." He answered.
"I'm going to Bora Bora. Never been before and now seems like the perfect time to go." I snickerd, "Christmas Day."
"Bora Bora, I've been. A wonderful place."
"Would you go back?" I don't know why I asked. Maybe it was because of how our easy flow convo.
"Are you offering?" That response finally made me see how delicious the man in front of me looked. 'How did you not notice this earlier?' I asked myself.
My face was probably tinged again. "Um, I didn't, I-I." 'Way to go stupid. Stop embarrassing yourself. He probably didn't mean it like that.'
A boyish smile found it's way on his face and I looked away. "I do own a private jet. If we both go to Bora Bora you can get your money back."
My eyes widened in shock, "I couldn't do that." Is what I said but what I thought, 'I don't know you like that.'
He read right through it though, "Have you ever been spontaneous?"
"I am running away to Bora Bora."
"More than that, what is the reason you turned down the marriage?
It didn't take me long to think. "Growing up, I never had the chance to act my age. It was either practice or school back and forth and so on. It even continued to college. Even though I've had relationships, it was only with men my father approved of. I want to experience visiting a club and having a one night stand in the males' bathroom, I want to experience getting shit faced and not remembering a thing the next day, I want to go streaking." I gazed at him with a small smile on my face, "I want to experience things that I never have before. With a husband I wouldn't have been able to."
"You want to have sex with a random stranger in a club bathroom?"
"Is that all you got from that?" I asked trying to control my blushing face. He wasn't supposed to catch that.
"It's a good reason." I could see a hint of a smile on his face. "It is a fun thing to do, risking getting caught in a public place. I've done it plenty of times."
"Really?"
"Why, do you want a demonstration? We don't have a club but an airport bathroom is more adventurous."
He was right, an airport bathroom was more adventurous than a club. I've had sex before but never in a public place, so why not. He was hot, I was okay and he offered. "Why not?"
He stopped walking, "Your serious?"
"Dead ass, you said it yourself, I need to be more spontaneous. I want to have sex with you in a random bathroom in JFK airport." I said slowly so he could understand. "Plus, who turns down free sex? Hopefully not you."
"You are serious."
"Yes, now let's go find a bathroom." I didn't let him get another word out I started walking through the Airport. There was bound to be a bathroom that was out of order in this place.
I didn't have to turn around to know he was following me. I heard his loud footsteps.
It only took about three minutes to find a perfect bathroom. A family restroom that was out of order.
Looking around I made sure no one saw us enter.
As the door shut he asked, "are you sure?"
I turned the lock. "I'm sure now fuck me."
Jaxon didn't have to be told twice. I'm one step his lips were on mine and my back was against a wall. His large hands roamed expertly all over my upper body especially my chest. I guess he was a boob man.
Pulling back he grasped my coat zipper and unzipped it. "Two coats?" He asked.
"It's a cold winter."
He unzipped my second coat and pushed them both from my body. Even though I wasn't cold I shivered.
I didn't wait for him to take off my shirt for me, I did it myself. Thank God I had thought to put some sexy underwear on. A black lace bra with the matching boy shorts.
I smile as I heard his sharp intake of breath. He liked what he saw.
Reaching around I made a move to undo my bra but he stopped me, "no, let me."
Picking me up he carried me towards the counter and sat me down. Standing between my legs he placed kisses from the base of my neck to the middle of my chest then over one my cloth covered nipples. I still felt it even though it was covered.
A heat pooled between my legs making me whimper out. The pants were starting to get uncomfortable and it was making me fidget.
He knew what he was doing to me, the evil smirk said so. He took a cloth covered nipple between his teeth and pulled on it gently. "Oh shit." I cursed as I arched into his mouth.
"Someone is sensitive," He commented. "I'll see what we can do with that later."
I had no idea what he was talking about. The only thing I could concentrate on was his mouth and where it needed to be. Another needey whimper escaped.
Finally he got around to taking the stupid bra off. My chest wasn't huge but it was a good size. The men I've had sex with in the past seemed to like them.
A wet tongue wrapping itself around my nipple brought me back to the present.
Looking down I saw Jaxon feasting feverishly on my left nipple. My hands roamed through his brown curly hair and my hips moved as I rubbed against his well sized package. I needed friction, I needed to cum.
"Need something?" I guess he sensed it too.
I nodded my head.
"Tell me, what do you need."
I gazed down at our privates then looked back up him. It wasn't that hard to figure out.
"Out loud."
After all the macho I had getting in this situation my shyness decided that it missed me.
"Erin if you want something you have to tell me or I won't know." His hands rubbed at my waistline, teasing me. He know what I want but he was just being an asshole about it.
"I need," I paused.
"Do you need me to eat that pussy, make you cum, make you lose yourself, make you scream?"
I nodded my head vigorously.
"I need to hear you say it."
"I-I need y-you to eat my pussy." I said hesitantly.
"Good girl." Without even bothering to unbutton them he pulled my pants down along with my underwear.
I blushed as my wet center parts came into view. Smiling he spread my legs and got on his knees in front of me. My breath hitched as he took my unhooded purl into his mouth.
Jaxon was not playing any games. The man ate like he was starving for real. He was a professional pussy eater. Never have I ever experienced this before.
The sounds he made were a different category in it's own, and when I tried to run he was pulling me right back stating that, "he wasn't done, I wasn't going anywhere."
Heat flooded my body as multiple orgasms wrecked over my poor body. I was shaking everywhere and he still wasn't done. We still had a whole section to finish. I still haven't gotten the dick. If his head game was high I wondered what his dick game was.
Looks like I didn't have to wait either. As he stood I heard the distinct sound of a foil packet being ripped. I watched fascinated as he rolled the condom over his slightly larger than average cock.
"You sure?" He asked again.
"You already ate me out. I'm sure." No turning back. We both groaned out as he sunk into my depths. "Holy shit."
Only giving me a second to get used to his size then he was fucking me into the oblivion. Our hips slapped into each others so loudly a person would think it was a hand clap.
With every movement he made a brand new sound escaped my mouth. The man could fuck better than he ate pussy and I was grateful for that. I just needed him to hit harder. "Harder." I whimpered. "Fuck me harder."
I literally screamed as he knocked against my walls. I could feel myself tightening around him.
"I'm about to cum." I announced.
"Cum then."
My eyes rolled into the back of my head as my orgasm wracked through my body.
"So fuckin tight, oh shit."
No sound escaped my form. I clutched at his shirt to keep me from falling backwards and hitting my head on the mirror. The air that was lodged in my throat was beat out. My stomach was soaked with my juices.
"Oh my Hell." He shouted, his hips were working like a jack rabbit. Moving so fast you could hardly see them. I could feel him getting larger inside of me. He was about to cum.
I tightened myself more around him which caused him to curse. Pulling himself out he ripped the condom off and started to fist him self. Long white ropes his cum shot from his cock onto my bare stomach a chest. I watched as aftershocks shot through his body.
My body went limp as my sexual high was released. With both hands on either side of my body Jaxon rested his head against mine.
"Now that's spontaneous." He chuckled.
"How about that jet?"