Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

I sat down on the toilet seat, Olivia straddling me, her legs wrapped around my waist. I looked up at her, my eyes locked onto hers as I asked, "Do you want me to put it in?"

Olivia looked at me with lust-filled eyes, her cheeks flushed with desire. She nodded eagerly, her breath hitching in anticipation. "But you have to be quiet," I warned, my voice a low growl. "Otherwise, someone might hear you screaming. Do you think your pussy can take my whole cock?"

Olivia bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with determination and desire. "Yes," she whispered, her voice hoarse with need. "I want it all, Jack. I want you to fill me completely. I want you to stretch me, use me, fuck me like I'm your dirty little slut."

I grinned, a dark and primal smile, as I gripped her hips tightly and positioned her above my thick, hard cock. I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy, her wetness coating the tip of my cock as I slowly lowered her onto me. Olivia's eyes widened, her mouth opening in a silent gasp as she took me in, her tight, velvety walls enveloping me inch by inch.

"Aaaaaah ummmmm," Olivia moaned softly, her voice a mix of pleasure and pain as her pussy swallowed my cock. Her walls clenched around me, her body trembling as she took me in, her breath coming in short, sharp pants.

"Fuck, you're so tight," I growled, my body tensing as I fought the urge to thrust upwards, to bury myself completely in her warmth. Olivia's nails dug into my shoulders as she braced herself, her eyes locked onto mine as she slowly, agonizingly, took me in, her body yielding to my invasion.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "Ma'am, are you okay?" a voice called from the other side. It was the air hostess, her voice laced with concern.

I quickly activated the AI lens, allowing me to see through the door. The air hostess was standing outside, her ear pressed against the door, listening for any signs of distress. Olivia's pussy clenched around my cock as she heard the knock, her eyes widening in alarm.

"Everything is fine," Olivia called out, her voice surprisingly steady despite the circumstances. I could see the blush spreading across her cheeks, the embarrassment and arousal warring within her.

I pulled my cock out of her pussy, and Olivia instinctively tried to take it back, her body craving more. But I had other plans. I turned her around to face the door, her breath hitching in anticipation and nervousness.

"Stay quiet and still," I whispered, my voice a low growl as I held her hips firmly. Olivia complied, her body tense with anticipation. I quickly accessed the SUDIX Store and purchased two small bud vibrators. With a smirk, I pushed them into Olivia's pussy and asshole without warning, the sudden intrusion making her gasp sharply.

"Aaaah, Jack! What are you—aaaaah!" she cried out, her body convulsing with the unexpected sensation.

I cut her off, my voice was stern and commanding. "Shh, slut. Take it. Take the vibrators like the dirty little bitch you are."

Olivia bit her lip, trying to suppress her moans as I turned on the vibrators, the intense buzzing filling her completely. Her body trembled with the overwhelming sensations coursing through her.

"Oh god, Jack... Aaaaaah, it's so intense! Aaaaaah, I can feel them vibrating inside me!" she whimpered, her voice breathy and desperate.

I smirked, knowing that I was giving her exactly what she needed. "That's right, slut. Feel them vibrating deep in your pussy and asshole. Feel them stretching you, filling you. You're my dirty little bitch, aren't you?"

Olivia shook her head, her breath coming in short, sharp pants as she tried to comply. I could see the mix of pleasure and discomfort in her eyes as she looked back at me, her body trembling with the effort to stay quiet.

"Shhh," I hushed her, my voice a low whisper as I leaned in close to her ear. "You have to be quiet, remember? You don't want the air hostess to hear you and know what a dirty little slut you are, do you?"

I quickly took off her panties, which were hanging on my cock, and helped her put them back on. Olivia's eyes were filled with a mix of sluttiness and desperation as she felt the vibrator inside her, the sensation of being filled and denied at the same time driving her wild.

"You're going to go back to your seat first," I whispered, my voice a low growl as I looked into her eyes. "And we'll continue this after we land. But for now, you're going to sit there with that vibrator inside you, feeling it fill you, tease you, drive you crazy. And you're not going to cum until I say so. Understood?"

Olivia nodded, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and arousal as she reluctantly agreed. I could see the struggle in her eyes, the need to obey warring with the desire to stay and continue our illicit encounter.

"But Jack," she whispered, her voice a desperate plea. "What if I can't hold it in? What if I cum before we land?"

I grinned, a dark and sadistic smile, as I looked at her, my voice a low rumble. "Then you'll be punished, Olivia. And you know what that means. Now be a good little slut and do as you're told."

Olivia nodded again, her breath hitching as she tried to control her reactions. She took a deep breath, composing herself before opening the door.

The air hostess was still standing outside, her eyes filled with concern as she looked at Olivia. Olivia met her gaze, her voice steady despite the flush in her cheeks.

"Oh, it's my husband," Olivia said, her voice steady despite the flush in her cheeks. "He spilled water on his pants, and I was helping him change."

The air hostess looked at me, her eyes taking in my disheveled appearance. I gave her a smirk, my arm wrapped around Olivia's waist possessively. "Thank you for your concern," I said, my voice steady and calm. "I'm a bit clumsy sometimes."

The air hostess nodded, her eyes lingering on us for a moment before she turned and walked away. I could see the mix of suspicion and acceptance in her eyes as she left, her mind already moving on to the next task.

As we made our way back to our seats, I could feel Olivia's body trembling against mine, her breath coming in short, sharp pants as she tried to control her arousal. I knew that the vibrator inside her was driving her wild, the sensation of being filled and denied at the same time pushing her to the edge of her control.

I quickly let go of her as I saw her husband awake and noticing us coming together, but he didn't notice anything strange and said to me, "I am sorry for my wife, you know sometimes she can be a bit clumsy."

I smiled and looked at Olivia, then said to her husband, "Don't worry about it, your wife has already apologized for this."

I helped her into her seat, my hand lingering on her waist as I leaned down to whisper in her ear. "Remember, Olivia," I growled, my voice a low rumble. "You're mine. And I always take care of what's mine. But for now, you're going to sit here and feel that vibrator inside you, teasing you, driving you crazy. And you're not going to cum until I say so."