Random Airport Quickie Turned Into Quite a Surprise!

Every time I travel, I have a random airport quickie.

I was dreading flying home for the holidays this year.  All the effort involved in packing, trekking to the airport, waiting in line, and delayed flights – it’s a lot to deal with.  I’ve been bicoastal for so long that I should be used to it by now.  But ever since my mom’s new man moved in with her and they got engaged, traveling home just hasn’t been the same.  In fact, the only thing that actually brings me joy is the random airport quickie I always make sure to have.

I know what you’re probably thinking.  The airport is a hard place to be able to sneak away for a good fuck.  But I promise you, when there’s a will, there’s a way.  And I always make sure to have a random airport quickie anytime I have to get on a plane.  Before you ask, yes, I’m a member of the mile-high club.  But it’s even more exciting trying to find a secret spot to fuck a total stranger in the airport.  And of course, there are plenty more strangers to choose from before you’re up in the sky.

I got to the airport way too early.

I was expecting long lines and a crazy travel experience.  But this year, it actually wasn’t so bad.  I got through security with just the usual pat down.  Somehow, I’m always “randomly” chosen to be pulled out of line and groped by TSA.  This year, I wasn’t wearing any panties under my skirt.  And I know the gentleman giving me a pat down let his fingers linger between my legs on purpose.  But, since he was working, I knew he wasn’t going to be my random airport quickie.  So I headed to the bar to kill some time.  And to hopefully meet a horny stranger.

It didn’t take long.  As soon as I sat down at the bar and ordered myself a glass of wine, a very tall, very attractive gentleman sat down next to me.  He introduced himself as Bryan.  And we made the usual airport chitchat.  Turns out we were both on the same flight.  He mentioned he was going to see his dad as his parents had recently divorced.  I joked that maybe we could play matchmaker and introduce his dad to my mom.  I confessed that my mom’s fiancé would be bringing his side of the family to the house for the first time, and I wasn’t looking forward to it.  To help make me feel better, he ordered a round of shots.  And then another.  Soon, we were groping each other under the bar.  As I began to unzip his pants, he stood up and whispered in my ear.

“Meet me in the family restroom outside of Gate 16,” he said breathlessly before he walked away.  I waited just a minute before I followed him.

This man was definitely going to be my random airport quickie!

As they were announcing pre-boarding for our flight, I slipped into the family restroom.  And there he was.  His pants were around his ankles.  And his hand was gripping his hard cock.  Quickly, I dropped down to my knees and wrapped my lips around his dick.  He grabbed the back of my hair and had me gagging all over his cock.  Then he pulled me up, turned me around, and pushed me against the sink.  I felt the head of his cock press right into my wet pussy.  Soon he was pounding me and draining his balls into my cunt.  Then he pulled his pants up and wished me a good flight.

What a perfect random airport quickie!  I got exactly what I wanted.  Now I could get on my flight and enjoy my post-orgasmic bliss; nothing would bother me this holiday season!  I didn’t see Bryan when I boarded the plane.  But I wasn’t interested in getting to know him more.  All I wanted was a nice dick to give me the random airport quickie I craved.  And he fulfilled that.

The flight was smooth and soon we were deplaning.  Convinced I was never going to see Bryan again, I grabbed my luggage and jumped in an Uber.  When I got to my mom’s house, I opened the door and announced my arrival.  I heard my mother call out from the kitchen.

“Welcome home, honey!” she shouted.  “Come in and join us.  You can meet your soon-to-be stepbrother, Bryan.  He just arrived from the airport too!”

Did I hear her right?  Was my random airport quickie standing in my mother’s kitchen?

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