Chapter 361: Tempting Cockpit
It was early evening when Nadia pulled up at the Los Angeles International Airport.
I spent a few extra minutes in the vehicle conversing with Denise.
"That is very risky," the woman berated, nearly sounding hysterical.
"Yes, but it should pay off. I can make it spit out my prize."
There was silence from the other side for several seconds, and a helpless smile cut across my lips as I knew my POA was currently feeling powerless.
The Rolls-Royce grabbed a lot of attention as it came to a stop, and as I stepped out, making my way toward the sleek black jet ahead, I could feel several gazes landing on me.
"Not very private," I said, stopping before a female in a blue uniform, her fitted trousers showing off her generous hips.
"We have nothing to hide," the woman replied, her gaze flicking toward the airport staff in the distance.
"I’m Captain Kelly. Welcome aboard my ship."
"A female pilot," I muttered, ignoring her outstretched hand and walking past the woman.
"No deputy?" I asked halfway up the stairs without looking back.
"I’m more than enough to take you wherever you want, sir."
Nodding, I continued my ascent, entering the cool plane cabin. After a few steps, my gaze fixed on a figure lounging on one of the white reclined seats inside.
Without speaking a word to Linda, I sat down behind her, only to be forced to meet her eyes when she spun her seat around and fixed me with a scrutinizing stare.
We observed each other for several seconds, and then, smacking her lips, Linda spoke.
"I hear you’re strong. Wanna fuck? Maybe you can satisfy me."
An atmosphere I couldn’t quite put a finger on bubbled between us, then Kelly’s voice rang out as she closed the jet’s door.
"Please buckle up. You guys can go wild on each other when we’re at cruising altitude."
With visible dissatisfaction, Linda spun her seat back toward the captain and began buckling in.
Silently, I fastened my seatbelt, my eyes moving around the plane.
"No hostess," I mentioned out loud.
"Sorry, Daddy," Linda spun her seat once more.
"We don’t offer much service aboard this flight, but I’m sure I can be of service."
My brows rose. Finishing her words, Linda still in her schoolgirl outfit unbuckled herself and, jumping on the long table in front of me, crawled forward on all fours.
I had only been paying attention to the girl’s rear so far, but this action reminded me that she carried heavy goods in the front as well.
"You should go take your seat, the plane will be lifting up soon."
"The only seat I want my ass on is your cock..."
To the best of my knowledge, Linda’s movements were flawless, her eyes dilated, her expression dripping with lust, but my senses told me better.
Given how risky her actions were, I expected the young lady to have her means. Still, when the plane began lifting off, like a ball, she rolled toward me.
"Ahhhh!!"
My right hand shot out, stopping her from crashing into me, my palm resting on her tummy.
"Thanks, daddy."
Minutes later, the jet was cruising, and I had my eyes closed as Linda sat opposite me, her face scrunched up in dissatisfaction, her hands over her black bra, one of her melons half-exposed.
Click!!
Clack!!
Click!!
With sharp steps in heels, Kelly walked from the cockpit, reaching our side and looking between our faces.
"What’s with the atmosphere?"
"He’s being a hardhead," Linda muttered.
With a genuinely surprised expression, Kelly turned to me.
"You don’t want to fuck her?"
"No. What do you girls take me for?"
"A sex god reincarnated here on earth," Linda replied.
"I’m not interested in fucking. I’ve had my fill for the day."
"Not even a threesome? I bet you’ve never fucked a pilot on her plane."
My face tightened at the desires of the two women, their libido and expectations almost shocking.
"Go back to your station and make sure we land safely."
The frown on Linda’s face shifted to disbelief, her features hardening in anger, when Kelly placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Calm down, tiger. Remember, he is our guest."
Staring into my eyes, Kelly rubbed her colleague’s shoulder, then grabbed her hand and pulled Linda along toward the cockpit.
She stopped after two steps and looked back at me.
"Ever fucked in a cockpit before? It won’t just be me riding you, it’ll be a threesome.
You get to bang me over the controls."
My eyes remained fixed on the window, hiding the interest Kelly’s words sparked in me.
"No, thank you."
I sighed a little as the women left, feeling oddly violated.
I didn’t ask for anything as the flight proceeded, my mind running calculations, thoughts weaving through my head like threads.
Several minutes passed, but once more, Kelly’s voice sounded again.
"Please put on your seatbelt as we are about to make descent."
For a flight meant to take us to New York, the minutes I had spent on the plane were far too few to reach my destination.
Glancing outside the window, a world of trees flashed past my eyes.
I observed as the plane began dropping in altitude, the lack of civilization below not deterring its pilot.
Silently buckling in, I leaned back into my chair and waited, my body jolting as the plane trembled, the engines letting out a long, sharp whine.
It took a few minutes, but eventually, the jet pressed onto the ground, landing heavy but safe, trees and forest filling my eyes as I looked through the window and stretching endlessly into the distance as it ran down the rough runway.
Not too long after, following behind Linda and Kelly, I stepped out of the plane, a warm breeze hitting my body as I came out beneath a sunless sky.
Down below, no one was waiting for us and after we descended, I asked,
"Are there only women on this island?"