Original Inspiration came from the story, "THE REWARD by W.G. This story was my first that introduced Derek Warlock.
Jennifer sat on the airplane reading her novel when the man sitting beside her tried to start up a conversation. Although the man was kind of cute, she wasn't really in the mood for socializing, so she politely told the man that she was at a good part in her book, but no sooner had she said this when, and without any volition on her part, she closed her book and tossed it down to the floor. She then proceeded to unbutton her shirt, slip out of it, and drop that to the floor as well.
In stunned amazement, she looked down at herself... and then reached behind her back to unsnap her bra.
Then she sat there... naked from the waist up... hands down by her sides... turning red. What the hell was she doing? Discreetly, she scanned the other passengers and thought it was strange that nobody paid her any mind.
"Do you do this often?" the man beside her suddenly asked.
She immediately brought her hands up to cover her breasts, but as she did she suddenly felt a rush of pleasure, prompting her to cup and caress them. Her nipples felt rock hard and she gave into the sudden desire to pinch them.
"Unnnnngggghhhhhhhhhhhhh," she groaned and came.
"Wow... that was hot," the man responded, smiling.
"I... I don't understand this," she stammered, blushing, unable to stop her hands from caressing her breasts.
"Wouldn't you prefer those to be bigger?" the man asked, staring at her chest. "You're very beautiful, but I'd bet you'd even be more beautiful with a bigger pair," the man added.
Then quite suddenly she felt them growing! Her flesh expanded, her aureoles widened and turned a pinker shade, and her nipples grew! Within seconds they had gone from being very small... to very large!
"What... what do you do to me?" she cried, cupping them from underneath and staring down at them. Then she felt a rush of new sensations accompanied with wet heat! "Oh, god," she groaned, kneading them.
"You look horny," the man commented, reminding her that he was there.
"Yessssssss," she responded as she continued to slide her hands over her new boobs.
"Would you like some help?" the man asked.
Her eyes lit up with shock! More than anything right then she did want to fuck, but she shook her head no!
"You wouldn't be in denial, would you?" the man asked, chuckling.
"How... how are you doing this?" she asked, moving her right hand down to her groin... squeezing her thighs hard in the process.
"Not important... but what is important is how much you enjoy your new boobs," the man replied, smiling.
"There too big!" she complained, noting them jiggle with her heavy breathing.
"Nonsense! They look spectacular."
She groaned again feeling herself right on the edge again.
"Would you like to fuck?"
"Please... stop... doing... this," she whimpered, moaning louder.
"Look. I'm horny and from what I can see, you're horny as well, so why not fuck?"
"But... but we're on a plane!" she cried.
"So what? Surely you've noticed nobody is watching. Prepare yourself."
Again, without any volition on her part, she stopped caressing herself and leaned down to take off her shoes and socks... then she lifting her ass off the seat to slide down her pants and soaked panties. Moments later she sat there completely naked, redder than ever, and hornier than she'd ever been before in her life.
"I see you keep yourself neatly trimmed down there," the man commented, smiling.
She blushed.
"I prefer shaven."
Her eyes lit up when she saw her dark patch of pubic hair magically disappear... but before she could respond in any way, she suddenly felt an overwhelming desire to orally please the man!
She turned beet red as she leaned over to unzip him, realizing her actions were her own! When she pulled the man's cock out she gasped, shocked at the size of him! Without any hesitation whatsoever, she proceeded to take him inside her mouth.
Desperately and with growing passion, she ran her tongue up and down his shaft... and then spent time licking and sucking his crown. It seemed the more pleasure she bestowed on the man, the pleasure she felt... and she could feel herself on the edge of a climaxing. Only because her new boobs made it too difficult for her to maneuver is why she didn't reach around to finger herself.
"That's enough, Jenny. Now... now we fuck," the man groaned.
Suddenly, she felt a rush of different emotions. Elated that she was pleasing the man, indicated in his groan... disappointment in the fact that she couldn't finish the job, for she had wanted to suck him dry... and excited that they were going to fuck!
Quickly, she let his throbbing member slide out of her mouth and then repositioned herself so she could straddle him! Never had she felt more incredible when she lowered her soaking wet pussy on top of him.
Now, with her huge boobs flopping bouncing in front of the man's face, she humped up and down on him... going faster and faster with every passing second, and then she cried out from an incredible orgasm.
She wasn't sure how long she had passed out, but when she reopened her eyes, she discovered that she was still sitting on the man's cock and it was still hard and embedded deep inside of her! Suddenly, she feared that she had failed in bringing the man to orgasm!
With an overwhelming need to make the man cum, she started to hump up and down on the man's cock again, moving harder and faster as she did.
"You're one hot bitch," the man whispered before nibbling on one of her nipples, and this time when she came, she felt the man coat her insides!
Slowly, she lifted herself up off the man and retook her seat. She was sweaty, leaked of his and her juices, but felt more sexually satisfied than she ever felt humanly possible.
"You really were great, Jenny... I enjoyed that," the man commented, smiling.
Still breathing hard she looked around the plane and saw that the passengers were still oblivious.
"I think I'm going to keep you," the man added, smiling.
"What do you mean, keep me?" she asked, not liking the sound of it.
"Exactly what I said," the man replied, smiling.
"Who... who are you?" she asked, reaching down for her panties.
"Derek Warlock."
"Warlock?" she asked, confused.
"That too," Derek responded, chuckling.
"I... I don't believe you," she whispered in response, reaching down to slip her panties on.
"Yes you do," Derek replied, smiling.
Before she slid her panties up she gazed at her shaved groin... and realized, yes, Derek was right, she did believe him.
"Why me?" she asked, sliding her panties up. They felt more snug-like around her butt cheeks and wondered why.
"Let's just say that I was horny and you're the resident 'hottie'," Derek replied.
She blushed at his compliment and wished that her body wouldn't react so pleasurably because of it. She then reached down to pick up her bra.
"That's not going to fit you," he stated, chucking.
She blushed a deeper shade of red and threw the bra back down to the floor and then picked up her pants.
"Yep... I'm definitely keeping you," he added, smiling.
"I... I don't understand," she whispered, stepping into her pants.
"Well, most of the girls I fuck, I release. In very few cases do I keep them like you."
"Wha... what are you going to do to me?" she asked, feeling nervous.
"If you hadn't noticed, I've already given you a more voluptuous look," Derek replied.
She blushed as she struggled into her pants. This obviously explained why her hips felt wider... and her ass rounder!
After getting her pants on, which were now slightly uncomfortable, she put on her shirt, but found it difficult to button up.
"Don't you just love your new tits?" Derek asked, noting her frustration.
"They're kind of big," she mumbled in response, wondering how she'd be able to jog with them.
"You think...?"
"Yes," she responded.
"I bet that ex-boyfriend of yours wouldn't think so."
"He was an asshole!" she responded in anger, and then blushed with how he was able to look into her mind.
"Yeah, I won't argue with you on that... but how can you blame a guy for being a tit man?"
She felt herself tearing up.
"Have you noticed how much more sensitive you are to arousal?"
She shook her head yes.
"Well, now for some more changes," Derek stated.
"Please don't," she whispered.
"Sorry, but first I need to alter your sexual chemistry."
"My what...?" she asked in shock.
"Done," Derek replied.
"What did you do?" she asked, alarmed.
"You're a lesbian now... except, of course, when it comes to me."
"But... why?" she asked, trying to detect a difference.
"I don't like sharing my possessions with other guys, but I don't mind sharing them with girls. Anyway, I wouldn't worry about it too much because it's been proven that lipstick lesbianism is much more cooler these days than it used to be."
"Oh, god..." she responded.
"Oh, stop it. You'll still be yourself... possess the same values you always have. The only difference now is that you're no longer attracted to guys, sexually... just girls... and because I like you, I'm also going to do something to you to make it easier for you to seduce other girls."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"That I'll make a surprise... for now I'm going to send you off to sleep, but first, I want you to know that in keeping you, I'll be allowing you to remember everything. You won't be able to communicate it in any way or fashion, but you'll remember our fuck quite vividly."
She was about to complain that she didn't want to go to sleep before she felt a strong lassitude overwhelm her and then darkness.
Derek gazed at Jennifer with a smile. She had been very beautiful from the get go, but now she epitomized perfection. Her more voluptuous appearance made her standout in a league all by herself, but then he realized something. She could still use more growth in her boobs. So, he gave them a jolt and made them grow a tad more.
"Much better," he thought with a smile, and then closed his eyes for a moment to concentrate on Jennifer's pussy.
From this point on, whenever Jennifer found herself attracted to a girl, she would easily grow wet. Her wetness would then release a special aphrodisiac-laced pheromone in which females in close proximity would find themselves irresistibly drawn to her. He also made that a man would find the same scent a turn off.
Passengers standing up and departing the plane is what woke Jennifer up... and a quick glance down to her chest told her she hadn't been dreaming. Then she turned to her right and saw that Derek had already left.
As she stood up, she immediately felt her new boobs jiggle and bounce and realized that she desperately needed a bra. She also thought they felt bigger underneath her shirt. She glanced around and saw a couple of guys staring at her... more specifically her new tits.
She blushed and turned away from them... too embarrassed to make eye contact. Then she noticed a cute flight attendant and realized with shock that she found the girl a hottie! So much in fact that she couldn't look away from the girl!
As she walked past the girl, she could feel herself lubricating... and it took actual will power not to start flirting with her. Quickly, she made her way through the airport to make her connecting flight and then detoured to a restroom.
She was relieved to find that it the restroom wasn't crowded and then gasped when she looked into the mirror. Her breasts were huge... and very noticeable! Especially given the fact that she wasn't dressed right! Then she realized with closer inspection that they'd grown even larger than she remembered them being! The looked about Double Ds... if not larger!
She considered going into a stall so she could feel them, but then remembered how Derek had made them more sensitive... and that was the last thing she needed. Just then a very beautiful girl walked in and she felt sexual desire for her. The girl was hot and reminded her of a younger Britney Spears... except for the girl's breasts. She guessed the girl was about 17.
As the girl turned to go into one of the stalls, she stole a glance at her ass. The girl's skintight jeans hugged an extraordinarily sexy derriere and she could feel herself responding. She wished that she had the willpower to leave right then but her attraction was getting the better of her.
Heather was returning home from her father's house in California. Her parents had divorced three years ago and since then lived 3,000 miles apart from one another. This had become an annual trip.
After peeing, she left the stall to wash her hands and it was then that she noticed the woman. It was hard not to given the size of the woman's breasts! They were huge! Then she blushed when she was caught staring at them.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, turning away... and just as she was about to leave, she detected a pleasant musky-like scent in the air... and very quickly she found herself breathing it in and finding it intoxicating.
Then it hit her! She was growing aroused from it!
"My name is Jennifer," the woman smiled at her.
"I... I'm Heather," she whispered in response.
Jennifer smiled at the teenaged blonde and noted her growing arousal.
"I... I don't... I feel... I... I don't understand," Heather added, still visibly struggling.
It was then that her eyes lit up! She remembered Derek telling her that he was going to do something to her to make it easier for her to seduce girls... was this part of it?
Now, after making sure the coast was clear and feeling much more confidant, she ushered Heather into one of stalls. Heather didn't resist, but she clearly was embarrassed. Then no sooner had she closed and locked the door, she turned and kissed Heather on the lips!
At first, Heather eyes lit up in shock, and then she responded passionately! Quickly, they helped each other strip out of their clothes and it was then that she was hit with the full impact of her larger boobs. Derek had made them bigger!
Heather alternated sucking on both of her hardened nipples, eliciting more need, and it was then that she forced the blonde teenager down to her knees.
"Eat me," she commanded the girl, opening her wet thighs.
Heather appeared dazed as she breathed in her scent... and then stabbed her tongue deep inside of her.
"Oh, godddddddddd," she cried out, squirting cum!
Jennifer leaned against the door trying to recover... while Heather remained on her knees trying to catch her breath. They were both blushing from their frantic ordeal.
She was shocked with both her own behavior and knew damn well that Heather would never behave this way either... unless she was under some sort of spell. What had Derek done to her to make it so easy for her to seduce the teen? She then blushed, realizing how loud they'd been. Surely, everyone outside their stall had to have heard them.
She looked down at Heather and saw how nervous and embarrassed the girl was... and wondered what was going on inside her mind. She then helped Heather stand. She leaned over and licked some cum off of Heather's chin. Other than turn a deeper shade of red, Heather stood passively still.
"We need to get ourselves a hotel room," she stated, brushing Heather's blonde tresses away from her blue eyes.
"But what about my flight?" Heather whispered, appearing confused.
"Where are you from?"
"Florence, Massachusetts," Heather replied.
"Near Northampton?" she asked, her eyes lighting up.
"Yes," Heather nodded.
"I live in Sterling... less than an hour away," she responded, smiling.
Heather didn't respond.
"How old are you?" she asked.
"16."
"Damn," she responded in disappointment... but then added, "We'll work it out."
"My flight?" Heather asked again.
"We'll reschedule our flight for tomorrow... then go get ourselves a hotel room," she responded, opening the stall door.
Thankfully the bathroom was deserted as they left... except for the stall next to the one they were just in... and as they walked past the stall, she could have sworn she heard a groan.
After rescheduling their flights, they headed to the OMNI Hotel... and it was during the cab ride over that she noticed Heather starring at her.
"Are you all right, Heather?" she asked.
"I... I just don't understand this," Heather whispered in response.
She opened her arms and Heather moved into them. They hugged... hard... and she could feel the girl's need. Clearly, Heather was under a spell, but she wasn't sure how it worked.
As they made their way through the OMNI Hotel lobby, she couldn't get over how much her new boobs bounced and jiggled. They were drawing more than her share of attention and she wished she had time to shop for new bras and shirts. As soon as they entered their hotel room, she spun Heather around and kissed her... and the teen kissed her back. Then she broke off the kiss and instructed Heather to strip.
Never had she seen someone strip faster and within seconds the lovely teen stood naked before her, looking innocent and incredibly sexy in her shyness. She wanted her right then and there but first she needed Heather to contact her mother.
"Call your Mom and let her know you're fine and that you missed your flight. Tell her that the airline is putting you up for the night and that you'll arrive at Logan tomorrow afternoon."
Heather was breathing hard, clearly aroused, so doing this was the last thing she wanted to do... but she retrieved her cell phone from her pocketbook and complied.
She watched Heather prance around the room naked and found the mere sight of the girl arousing.
As Heather talked to her mom, she decided to strip herself... and smiled at what type of effect her naked body had on Heather. She then walked over to the mirror to gaze at her new boobs and still found their size incredible. They were nice... beautiful in fact... but boy were they ever huge!
She glanced over at Heather and saw that she had lost her train of thought and whether she realized it or not, she was rubbing her pussy with her free hand.
"Pay attention to your mother!" she scolded Heather in a stern whisper. Heather blushed and turned away from her.
Less than a minute later, Heather said goodbye and then turned back to her.
"Come... love me," she commanded, smiling.
She and Heather were soon passionately kissing. She then reached down to cup Heather's very wet pussy, eliciting a loud groan from her... not to mention a flood of new wetness. She proceeded to plant a trail of kisses down along Heather's body while she fingered her at the same time... and then seconds later they were in-between each other's legs, lapping!
They both thrashed around the bed like a fish out of water, experiencing one orgasm after another, and then passed out with their heads resting on each other's thighs.
When Heather woke the next morning, she was immediately assaulted with that thick musky smell again, understanding now that it was the lingering scent from their lovemaking.
She blushed, stunned at how much her life changed, while she continued breathing in the scent filling the air and found herself needing Jennifer again. She appeared so peaceful... so beautiful... and was mesmerized by the rise and fall of her lover's huge boobs.
Then Jennifer opened her legs inviting her... and that was all it took.
After another bout of 69ing, Jennifer instructed her to go take a shower and she pouted when Jennifer refused to join her.
"We need to get going, Heather, and I join you it'll be difficult to keep our hands off one another," Jennifer stated.
Reluctantly, she went in alone... and it was while she was soaping her shapely breasts that she started to question her feelings. For some reason, she wasn't feeling that same magical tug that she had felt before entering the shower and this confused her. Then after she showered, she wrapped a towel around her body and questioned everything.
Slowly, she walked out of the bathroom and saw Jennifer still lying on the bed. Instead of the sight of her arousing her, she found herself embarrassed.
"What's the matter, honey?" Jennifer asked, noting her confusion.
"I... I can't believe we... did this," she mumbled, tearing up.
"Did what?" Jennifer asked, looking suddenly very concerned.
She stared back at Jennifer more confused than ever. It was strange, she remembered how attracted she felt towards Jennifer both yesterday and earlier this morning, but now she looked at her and felt... nothing. "I... I'm not like this... really I'm not."
"Like what, Heather...? You're not making sense," Jennifer replied.
She started to cry and walked over to get a tissue from the box on the dresser and that was when she started to smell that scent again.
Jennifer nervously wondered what could have happened to Heather that snapped her out of the spell... and it scared her to see how Heather truly felt.
Immediately, she felt guilty and wondered what right she had transforming Heather into something she wasn't. She remembered not liking it when Derek had done this to her, but here she was doing the same to Heather. But the longer she looked at Heather, the more she wanted her.
"Heather, please sit down so we can talk," she urged her, patting the space beside her.
"I... I'm so confused," Heather whispered in response, and it was then that she noticed Heather's heavier breathing.
"Come sit down," she restated, noting Heather's growing arousal.
"You're naked," Heather responded, blushing.
"Then get me a towel from the bathroom," she instructed, smiling.
Heather quickly did as she was requested, handing her the towel.
Quickly, she wrapped the towel around herself, which wasn't easy due to her new chest. Then Heather sat down beside her.
"That smell," Heather mumbled, breathing deeply through her nose.
The bed certainly did reek of their sex... and then it hit her! It was her juices from her pussy that was causing all of this! The scent from her sex was responsible!
"Heather... is this what you want?" she asked... lifting the towel up to show the teen her pussy.
Heather's eyes lip up... staring down at it. The girl shook her head no while she lowered herself down between her legs.
She could feel Heather breathing in the scent of her before she entered her with her tongue, and it didn't take much before she exploded, coming all over Heather's face.
Just as Heather was to lick up her juices with her tongue, she denied her, causing Heather alarm.
"Get my panties and wipe me clean," she commanded the girl.
"But I..." Heather started to complain.
"Do what you're told!" she responded, wishing she didn't have to be so forceful.
Heather got off the bed to retrieve her panties from yesterday, and did as she was told.
"Now, go ahead and sniff my panties while I take a shower," she instructed Heather, and then disappeared into the bathroom.
She cried while taking her shower, realizing what she had done. For the time being, anyway, Heather was back under her spell. Guilt crashed down on top of her.
Heather was young, beautiful, and incredibly sexy... and didn't deserve this, but she didn't have enough will power to let her go, and now realized that she was as much a slave to her new lesbian needs as Heather was.
She was able to compose herself before emerging from the shower and she saw that Heather was firmly under her spell again. Quickly, they dressed and before leaving the hotel room, she handed Heather her soaked panties. "Put these in your pocketbook and take a whiff every half hour."
They were in the airport, waiting to board the plane, when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Quite suddenly, every sexual nerve ending in her body lit up with desire!
"How are you, Jennifer?" Derek asked as he sat down next to her.
Without answering or realizing what she was doing, she lunged towards him to kiss him... desperately wanting him! Derek broke off the kiss and glanced over at Heather.
"I see you went ahead and got yourself a young piece of ass."
As much as she loved Heather, she wanted to fuck Derek and didn't even turn to look at the girl.
"Well, I have to admit, she is a hottie," Derek added, smiling.
"Please," she whispered, needing him.
"Lets calm that raging libido down for a bit, shall we?" Derek responded, chuckling.
Then quite magically, her overwhelming need became more manageable, and she was able to regain her composure. She saw Derek turn to Heather, who suddenly closed her eyes before slumping back in her seat.
"Why did you do that?" she asked, alarmed.
"To give us a little privacy," Derek responded, smiling.
"We can't miss our flight," she nervously replied.
"Do you mean to say that you wouldn't miss your flight for a chance to get laid?" Derek asked, smiling.
She blushed, feeling a surge of incredible desire and knew that if Derek wanted, that he could have her willingly strip right here in the middle of the airport and beg him to do just that... but then the feeling lessoned again, eliciting a sigh.
Derek smiled at Jennifer; pleased with her in more ways than one. He especially loved how her huge boobs looked inside her sweatshirt. He was also pleased that Jennifer had found herself a lover, but was concerned with the girl's youth.
He then glanced at Jennifer's boobs again and damn-it-all if he didn't want to make them bigger! But unlike the last time, he decided that she shouldn't notice them until after he left. Unless you were paying attention to her chest, you wouldn't have noticed, but within seconds they grew bigger, rounder, and fuller!
Then he turned back to the teenager.
"I... I love her," Jennifer whispered.
"I know, Jenny... and relax. I won't do anything to ruin your relationship with her."
"Then what will you do?" Jennifer asked, sounding timid and nervous at the same time.
"I've merely enhancing a few of her attributes including her boobs. They'll growth will trigger when she takes her bra off."
"But I like her breasts small," Jennifer complained.
"Of course I won't make them as large as yours, but they will grow big enough to be noticeable. Trust me... she'll look even more delicious with them than she already does."
"I... uh... I have a favor I'd like to ask," Jennifer responded, blushing.
"Oh...?"
"Can you make her... love me, permanently?"
"Really?" he responded, slightly surprised.
"Heather almost left me after her shower this morning and I don't want to experience that again."
He smiled, knowingly and then turned back to Heather.
First, he made Heather extremely loyal to Jennifer... and then he flooded her entire being with passionate, emotional, and spiritual love for Jennifer. Then as an afterthought, he modified Heather's priorities to ensure Jennifer always came first.
Then he turned back to Jennifer and kissed her... on the lips. Jennifer immediately responded with passionate desire, and just before he broke off their kiss, he willed her an orgasm.
"Uuuungnnnghghhhhhhhhhhhh," Jennifer cried out with an orgasm... and in doing so, she released her aphrodisiac-laced scent into the air around them.
He got up and looked around... and noticed an attractive redhead, sitting close by, stealing glances at them. He could tell the girl was close enough to be affected.
By the time she had recovered, Derek was gone... and only then did she realize what her orgasm meant! Frantically, she looked around the airport to make sure nobody had been affected and sighed in relief when she saw that nobody had.
Fortunately, most of the people had already boarded the plane. Quickly, ignoring the stickiness she felt in her crotch area, she got up to wake Heather... and that was when she felt them! She looked down at her chest in shock and saw that she had grown again! Off in a distance she saw a man smiling at her, making her blush.
"Heather, wake up," she urged her young lover.
Heather slowly opened her eyes and yawned... and then her eyes lit up!
"Oh my... god...! What happened to you?" Heather responded.
"Never mind that right now, we need to board the plane," she replied, urging Heather to her feet.
As they boarded the plane, she couldn't stop her boobs from bouncing and it seemed like everyone on the plane was staring at her. She was also afraid that her sex would smell and cause her more problems.
"Who was that man kissing you?" Heather asked.
"Just an old friend, don't worry about him," she replied, smiling.
When she scanned the plane to look at the other passengers, she noticed a beautiful redhead stealing glances at her. Although she wasn't all that close to her, she wondered if the woman had been affected.
Heather leaned over and tried to kiss her, but just in time she turned away.
"No...! I'm sorry, Heather... not in public."
Heather turned beet red and looked down.
She knew that Derek had made Heather hers permanently, and that there was no way Heather could disobey her, but she hated how she came down on her. But she also understood that she was 24 and Heather was a teen... and looked like one as well. It wouldn't look right if they started kissing.
"I'm sorry, Heather... but we must be discreet. We'll visit the restroom later, okay?"
Heather's whole demeanor changed to the better... and then she leaned close to her and whispered, "You're making this bathroom thing a habit."
Stephanie couldn't understand it. What was it about this brunette with the big boobs that was turning her on?
She remembered noticing her in the airport because of her chest... and then noticed the man sitting down next to her. She couldn't make out what he was saying to the girl but then he leaned over and kissed her. Suddenly, the girl cried out in what appeared to be passion! It was soon after that she detected a musk-like aroma in the air.
Then the man got up and smiled at her. She blushed and turned back to the brunette, who looked like she had passed out. She then noticed the blonde sitting next to the brunette and saw that she looked asleep also.
Then she realized what type of smell it was and the fact that it was turning her on. Thank god the airline started boarding the plane, otherwise she didn't know what would have happened.
It took her several minutes to calm her body down and just when she was able to do this, she saw the brunette walking up the isle.
On one hand, she was excited and happy, but on the other she feared how this girl was affecting her.
When she saw the woman take a seat and the blonde teenager sitting down beside her, she immediately felt jealously! She blushed, realizing this wasn't making any sense.
The brunette with the large boobs was eliciting a need inside of her unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Sure, she had experimented with girls during her college years, and had actually taken pleasure in her a few lesbian encounters, but to be perfectly honest with herself, she much rather be fucked by a hard cock than lick pussy... or so she thought.
When the plane took off and they were allowed to leave their seat, she considered approaching her, but what would she say?
Just when she was about to give into her desire, she saw the brunette and blonde get up and go to the restroom.
"What the hell are they going to do in there together?" she asked in confusion. She felt that jealousy thing again! Surely, they couldn't be lovers, could they? The blonde was clearly too young for the woman, but what else could they be doing in there?
As discreetly as possible, she made her way back to the restroom and put her ear to the door. She heard them talking about their boobs. She then took a deep breath and knocked. Everything suddenly turned quiet.
"What is it?" she heard a voice ask, and she assumed it was the brunette.
"I... uh... can I talk to you?" she asked, nervous and growing hornier.
Jennifer opened the door a crack and saw that it was the redhead.
"What...?" she asked, not taking any chances.
"I... Can I talk to you?" the pretty redhead asked, bashfully.
"Would you like to come in?" she responded, smiling.
The woman blushed a deeper shade of red before nodding her head yes.
She opened the door and allowed her to enter, making the already tight quarters even tighter. She knew her scent would quickly bring the woman completely under her power.
Heather, in the meantime, was covering her new breasts and blushing.
"Come on, Heather... show the pretty woman your new breasts," she commanded.
Heather bashfully looked to the floor as she lowered her hands.
"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" she asked the woman.
"I... I want you," the woman whispered.
"I see," she replied and turned back to note that Heather was upset. "What's your name?" she then asked.
"Stephanie," the redhead replied.
"Well, Stephanie... Heather here was about to go down on me... would you like to join her?"
Heather immediately dropped down to her knees before her and then worked her jeans and panties down below her thighs. She glanced over at Stephanie, who suddenly got the hint and then dropped down beside Heather.
"I'd like you two to finger the other while you mouth my pussy," she commanded.
Heather and Stephanie quickly stripped and it was clear that Heather was anxious... while Stephanie was embarrassed.
Jennifer suddenly felt Heather and Stephanie enter her with their tongues and the sheer intensity of how it made her feel forced her back against the sink. She wasn't sure which one stabbed her clit, but the both of them were quickly lathering her up.
She swooned as the girls pleasured her and noted with a giggle that Stephanie was busy fingering Heather's pussy at the same time... while Heather was doing the same to Stephanie.
"I'm going to cum!" she cried out, forcing their mouths against her pussy... and moments later she came.
Hope you enjoyed this revision. Feel free to e-mail me at jrparz@hotmail.com