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Summary

A woman at the airport, flagged for a security check, engages in a sexual encounter with two male security officers to avoid a lengthy wait for a female security guard.

Abstract

During a routine airport security check, a woman named Alice is flagged for a more thorough inspection when her bag reveals intimate items. Faced with a six-hour wait for a female security officer to conduct an internal search, she propositions the two male officers, Harry and Tom, to perform the search immediately. The situation escalates into a sexual encounter, with Alice seducing both officers, thereby avoiding the wait and the official search. The text describes the encounter in explicit detail, culminating in both officers and Alice reaching climax, after which she is allowed to leave without a formal search being conducted.

Opinions

  • The author suggests that the protagonist is resourceful and assertive, taking control of an uncomfortable situation to her advantage.
  • The security officers, Harry and Tom, are portrayed as susceptible to the protagonist's advances, deviating from professional conduct.
  • The protagonist's willingness to engage in sexual acts to avoid a six-hour wait implies a critique of the airport security process or at least highlights its inconvenience.
  • The narrative presents the encounter as consensual, though it takes place within a power imbalance between the protagonist and the security officers.
  • The text appears to cater to a particular erotic fantasy, emphasizing the thrill of an illicit encounter in a setting where such behavior is highly unconventional.
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THREESOME EROTICA • SPITROAST

My Airport Frisk Spitroast

I wasn’t prepared to wait for the female security guard.

“Ma’am, please bring your bag here,” one of the airport security staff said.

My heart dropped.

“What’s wrong?” I said, trying to keep my voice from quivering.

“Tom, help me out here,” he said.

“What’s the problem, Harry?” Tom said, walking over.

“She’s been flagged,” Harry said.

They pulled my bag open and rummaged through my clothes. My face grew red as they tossed some lacy panties and thongs onto the table.

“Oh no,” I said as they pulled one of my large dildos out.

Harry cracked a smile.

“Nothing in here,” Tom said as he grabbed the dildo, tossed it into my bag and closed it.

“Please follow us to the interview room,” Harry said.

My head was spinning as I followed them. I gripped my hands together, trying not to shake.

“We need to do an internal search,” Harry said.

“We have female security in the next shift,” Tom added.

“How long?” I asked.

“Six hours,” he responded.

“Can’t you just do it?” I said.

I wanted to leave as soon as possible.

“It has to be a female, ma’am,” Tom said.

“I’d prefer we just get it over with,” I said.

Tom and Harry looked at each other. I stood up, my short floral dress showing off my silky legs.

“How does this work?” I said.

Before they could answer, I reached under my dress and pulled my panties down. I tossed them onto the table.

“You need to stand against the wall with your back towards us,” Harry said.

“Or bend over this table, might be easier,” Tom said.

I knew they were full of shit. But I had a plan.

“I’ll bend over the table,” I said.

I leaned over the small table, my tits squashed on the cold surface. I spread my legs, feeling my short dress riding up to expose my ass.

“I just need to inspect you,” Harry said, grabbing a pair of gloves.

Tom stood in front of me. I could see the bulge in his black uniform. Harry lifted my dress.

“This might feel a little uncomfortable,” he said.

I felt him parting my pussy lips, before sliding a finger into my warm opening.

“Hmmm,” I moaned.

I felt his finger swirling around in my fleshy canal, the soft squelch of my wetness filling the small room. I reached out and grabbed Tom’s bulge. Before he knew it, I’d zipped him open and pulled his cock out.

“Jesus, Harry,” he said, motioning at me.

I pulled him close and wrapped my lips around his cock.

“What the fuck?” Harry said, pulling his finger out.

“You can fuck me. You’ll be able to feel deeper that way,” I mumbled, Tom’s cock halfway in my mouth.

I had to do what I could to distract Harry from searching my ass.

“Tom, get your cock out her mouth,” Harry said.

I bounced my ass up and down.

“Come on, Harry. My cunny is waiting for you,” I said.

“Fuck it,” Harry said.

I heard him fumbling with his belt.

“Uh!” I cried out as he shoved his rock-hard erection deep into my pussy.

He grabbed my hips and fucked me hard, grunting as he slammed his pelvis into my ass. Tom gripped my hair and fucked my face as both guards roasted my horny body on the small table.

I twisted my body, allowing their cocks to plop out. I turned onto my back and hooked my heels into the side of the table. I unbuttoned my dress and pulled my bra up, allowing them to see my tits.

“Holy shit,” Harry said.

He positioned himself between my thighs and fucked me again. My tits bounced up and down with each vicious thrust. I hung my head back, allowing Tom to shove his cock back into my mouth. Tom used this opportunity to grope my tits and tug at my hard nipples.

Both men grunted and heaved, pounding me hard and deep.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I mumbled, gripping the table.

The next moment, my body started shaking. My pussy contracted around Harry’s cock as I climaxed. I whimpered and moaned as they kept my quivering body pinned down.

“Fuck!” Harry cried out.

I felt his cock throbbing inside me as he exploded, sending his hot seed deep into my womb. He pulled out, sending his final strands across my battered pussy lips and stomach.

Tom was next to grunt. He shot his load down my throat, before pulling out and sending reams across my tits. I swallowed his cum, feeling his lashings running down my jiggling mounds.

Both men stepped back, looking at the mess they created inside and outside of my body.

“What just happened,” Harry panted.

I used my panties to clean myself up before buttoning my dress. I left the crumpled underwear on the table.

“May I go?” I asked.

Both nodded.

“Yes, ma’am. Thank you for cooperating,” Tom said.

Both men were still panting when I left.

My plan had worked. They never once checked my ass.

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