(this is very unrealistic, i don't think a single airplane bathroom could fit three people having sex, but also everything about this thread is imaginary so what does it matter)
They’re currently being That Guy in the plane bathroom, taking way too long, but it’s very hard to think about airplane etiquette with Taliesin’s mouth around Matt’s dick.
Marisha is pressed against the wall, one hand on her phone, snapping pictures, while the other slips two fingers between the folds of her cunt. She’s been wet for a full hour now, ever since Taliesin started subtly stroking her through her leggings while they sat in their row of seats.
Matt leans his head back and stifles a moan as Taliesin licks a long stripe down the length of his cock. His knees are weak, and it almost feels like Taliesin’s hands, fingers thick but the nails delicately painted, are the only thing holding him up. He looks over at Marisha and her camera focused on them and exhales heavily at the sight of her.
“You gonna come for me, baby?” she asks, arcing a finger deep inside herself. “Can he come in your mouth, Tal? I’d love for him to come in your mouth.”
Taliesin doesn’t pull off Matt’s cock, instead giving an affirmative thumbs up while he continues sucking. Matt reaches down and musses his mohawk, which makes him chuckle. The laugh sends vibrations up his dick, and that’s enough to push him over the edge. He tugs lightly at Taliesin’s hair and warns, “Fuck, I’m going to-” just as he comes down Taliesin’s throat.
Taliesin swallows and gives Matt’s now oversensitive cock a couple more light licks before he pulls away to touch himself. Matt leans down and kisses him, tasting his own come on Taliesin’s lips, and when Marisha makes a choked cry, he reaches over and kisses her too.
"Mile High Club"- Matt/Marisha/Taliesin
They’re currently being That Guy in the plane bathroom, taking way too long, but it’s very hard to think about airplane etiquette with Taliesin’s mouth around Matt’s dick.
Marisha is pressed against the wall, one hand on her phone, snapping pictures, while the other slips two fingers between the folds of her cunt. She’s been wet for a full hour now, ever since Taliesin started subtly stroking her through her leggings while they sat in their row of seats.
Matt leans his head back and stifles a moan as Taliesin licks a long stripe down the length of his cock. His knees are weak, and it almost feels like Taliesin’s hands, fingers thick but the nails delicately painted, are the only thing holding him up. He looks over at Marisha and her camera focused on them and exhales heavily at the sight of her.
“You gonna come for me, baby?” she asks, arcing a finger deep inside herself. “Can he come in your mouth, Tal? I’d love for him to come in your mouth.”
Taliesin doesn’t pull off Matt’s cock, instead giving an affirmative thumbs up while he continues sucking. Matt reaches down and musses his mohawk, which makes him chuckle. The laugh sends vibrations up his dick, and that’s enough to push him over the edge. He tugs lightly at Taliesin’s hair and warns, “Fuck, I’m going to-” just as he comes down Taliesin’s throat.
Taliesin swallows and gives Matt’s now oversensitive cock a couple more light licks before he pulls away to touch himself. Matt leans down and kisses him, tasting his own come on Taliesin’s lips, and when Marisha makes a choked cry, he reaches over and kisses her too.