Laura woke up feeling the familiar heaviness in her belly. She was six months pregnant, and it was a hot summer morning. Her sensitive nipples were a constant reminder of her heightened sexuality during this pregnancy.
After dropping off the kids, Laura made her way to the airport. She’d been looking forward to this trip for weeks. A chance to get away from the daily grind and catch up with her sister in Seattle was just what she needed. As she settled into her seat on the plane, she couldn’t help but feel a strange anticipation. The last time she’d flown had been before she’d met Max, before the unexpected passion had ignited between them. She’d never cheated before, but with each passing day, the memory of his touch grew stronger.
Dressed in a loose wrap-around dress that clung to her swollen belly, Laura had forgone a bra. As she sat down in the quiet 1st class cabin, she found herself next to a stunningly beautiful pregnant woman, who looked to be around the same stage as her.
“Hi, I’m Laura,” she offered with a smile, placing her bag under the seat in front of her. The woman’s green eyes sparkled with curiosity.
“Jessica,” she said, extending a hand. Laura took it, feeling the softness of her skin. “First time flying while expecting?” Jessica inquired, nodding towards Laura’s baby bump. Laura nodded, the memory of her two previous flights without the extra cargo bringing a smile to her lips.
They fell into an easy conversation about their pregnancies. Laura spoke candidly about her heightened sexual appetite. Jessica leaned in closer, her eyes gleaming with interest. “Oh, you have no idea,” she whispered, her voice thick with a hint of a Southern accent. “The hormones, the cravings. They’re insatiable.” Laura felt a warmth spread through her body as Jessica’s words resonated with her own experiences.
Their discussion grew increasingly intimate. Jessica spoke openly about her own desires, her voice dropping to a seductive purr that seemed to fill the cabin. Laura found herself drawn to Jessica, her own inhibitions melting away as they swapped tales of late-night rendezvous and stolen moments of passion. It was as if they were the only two people on the plane, the engine’s drone a distant hum as the air grew charged with a shared erotic tension.
“Could I trouble you for a blanket?” Laura asked the flight attendant, feeling a sudden chill despite the stifling heat of the cabin. The woman nodded and handed her one with a courteous smile. Laura spread it over her legs, the soft fabric bringing a momentary sense of comfort.
Jessica looked over, her eyes lingering on Laura’s chest. “You know, it’s human to get a little… extra sensitive during pregnancy,” she said with a knowing wink. Laura felt a flush creep up her neck as Jessica reached out and casually brushed her hand against Laura’s erect nipple. She gasped, her hand flying to cover the offending area.
“Oh my,” Laura murmured, her eyes wide with shock and arousal.
Jessica’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “It’s alright, sweetie,” she said, her voice soothing. “It’s just nature’s way of making sure everything’s in working order.” She leaned back in her seat, her hand lingering for a moment before withdrawing. Laura’s mind raced as she tried to process what had just happened. The fabric of her dress was damp where Jessica had touched her, and she could feel her nipple, now swollen and sensitive, pressing against the material. She looked down, noticing the dark circle spreading from her chest.
With trembling hands, Laura returned the favor. She reached over, her fingers skimming the inside of Jessica’s thigh. The woman’s skin was warm and smooth, and Laura felt the heat of her arousal as she ventured higher. When her hand encountered the slickness of Jessica’s naked cunt, she paused, her heart racing. The other woman was wearing a skirt, and Laura had assumed she’d be wearing underwear. But no, she was bare, open, and ready for Laura’s exploration.
Encouraged, Laura slipped two fingers into Jessica, feeling the woman’s muscles clench around her. Jessica’s eyes never left hers, her pupils dilating as Laura began to move her hand in a steady rhythm. Laura’s own arousal grew with every stroke, her body responding to the raw, unfiltered desire she saw reflected in Jessica’s gaze. The scent of their combined lust filled the small space between them, and Laura could feel the wetness pooling in her own panties.
Without a word, Jessica reached over and placed Laura’s hand over her own swollen clit, guiding her movements with surprisingly firm strokes. Laura’s other hand remained buried inside her new lover, feeling the slick warmth of Jessica’s arousal. It was a dance of fingers, a silent thrill that played out between them, unseen by the rest of the first-class passengers. Laura felt a thrill of excitement mixed with a hint of fear – what if they were caught? But Jessica’s grip on her wrist was unyielding, urging her to continue.
Emboldened, Laura took a deep breath and decided to take a risk. She pulled her hand out and leaned closer, her eyes never leaving Jessica’s. With a sense of bravado she didn’t know she had, she whispered, “Would you like me to try something… a bit more intense?” Jessica’s only response was a nod, her eyes never leaving Laura’s face. Laura took it as a challenge.
With a tremor of excitement, Laura started to insert her fist into Jessica’s wetness. It was tight at first, but Jessica’s body began to yield, stretching around her hand. Laura felt a heady rush of power as she pushed deeper, her knuckles disappearing into the other woman’s folds. Jessica’s breathing grew ragged, and she let out a low moan that seemed to vibrate through Laura’s core. Laura felt a surge of excitement as she began to move her fist in and out, the intimate act of fisting something she’d only read about in steamy romance novels.
Jessica’s eyes rolled back in her head, and she bit down on her lower lip to stifle her cries. Her hand gripped Laura’s wrist tightly, guiding the rhythm that sent waves of pleasure crashing through her body. The feeling of Laura’s fist inside her was unlike anything she’d ever experienced, a fullness that seemed to reach every part of her being. Her pregnant belly jerked with every thrust, the sensation a strange and exhilarating mix of pain and pleasure that made her toes curl in her sandals.
The cabin was a blur of muted sounds and colors around them, the only thing in focus the connection between their bodies. The wet slap of Laura’s fist moving in and out of her heightened Jessica’s senses. She felt the pressure build, the intensity of her orgasm rising like a storm within her. It was as if her entire body was one giant, sensitive nerve ending, and Laura was playing her like a finely tuned instrument.
And then, it happened. Laura bit down on Jessica’s erect nipple, the sharp sting sending Jessica over the edge. Her orgasm crashed through her, so intense it was almost painful. Laura felt the contractions of Jessica’s muscles around her hand, the spasms sending waves of pleasure through her own body.
Jessica’s body jerked, and she let out a muffled cry, her hand flying to Laura’s head to pull her closer. Laura could feel the woman’s heart pounding against her, the throb of Jessica’s clit echoing through her hand. And then, Jessica’s body convulsed, and she squirted jets of milk that soaked her blouse. Laura’s eyes went wide with surprise, but she didn’t stop. Instead, she moved her mouth to Jessica’s other nipple, eager to taste the sweet release of her milk.
The feeling of Jessica’s hot, wetness against her skin was intoxicating. Laura lapped up the milk with an animalistic hunger, her tongue swirling around the hard peak, savoring the unique flavor. The scent of arousal mingled with the faint aroma of baby powder, making Laura’s own need even more intense.
Jessica’s eyes fluttered open, a look of pure ecstasy etched on her face. Laura felt a sense of pride at having brought her to such a powerful climax. She pulled her hand out slowly, watching as Jessica’s muscles clenched around her fingers, desperate to hold onto the sensation. As she withdrew, a trail of white liquid followed, a stark contrast against the dark fabric of the blanket. Laura couldn’t help but feel a thrill at the sight of Jessica’s body responding so violently to her touch.
With a mischievous smile, Laura raised her glistening fist to Jessica’s face, her fingers still coated in the woman’s juices. Jessica’s eyes widened, and for a moment, Laura thought she might protest. But instead, she leaned in eagerly, her tongue darting out to lick the remnants of her own release. Laura felt a new level of intimacy between them, a bond forged in the heat of their shared passion.