Harvest Moon on Fe Lanmou Pt. 04

This is my very first try at erotica. Please leave comments and feedback so I can improve my stories.

This follows on from Part 3. Make sure you read that one first.

Enjoy!

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Let Your Single Free

Sam and Connor, after finishing their round of whatever it had been (neither remembered, really), had looked around and realised what was going on. In the minutes that had passed since the girls had left, the situation in the plane had escalated somewhat. There were now more people in various stages of undress than with clothes on.

Little groups of two to five people had formed, spilling out onto the gangway where the seats provided too little space. The quiet hum, previously excited and slightly flirtatious chatter, had increased. Being replaced by moans, hums, murmurs and even the occasional whimper or wail, the air smelled of passion and lust - still pervaded by a slight scent of ocean, it had the two men ready to go in no time at all.

Considering they had only played the video game to distract them from the two beauties in front, this was no surprise. Both were used to getting what they wanted, albeit in slightly different ways. Where Sam was smooth and charming, Connor was direct and authoritative. Having been friends since grade school, they had each other's backs in every possible way and had been through enough to know what the other was thinking most of the time.

So they both got up at the same time and made their way to the bathroom. They didn't think about if or what could possibly happen. They had joined this singles trip to catch a break from corporate life and get laid. A lot.

Now the plane was full of people getting some and they were not. Having briefly considered joining one of the smaller groups, they had looked at each other and decided there was enough time for exploring later. Now, they knew two unbelievably hot girls who clearly had some chemistry were hidden in the bathroom, presumably unbothered by anyone else.

Sam wanted to knock, but Connor noticed the door had not been locked and simply pulled it open. Seeing Fiona and Charlie in a tight embrace, dancing lips and roaming hands, the men had to shift their pants once more. Without so much as a glance at each other, they agreed to wait and enjoy the show.

Oblivious to their stares, the girls continued to press their bodies against each other. Charlie was finally finished undoing Fiona's dress and let it unceremoniously fall to the floor. She traced Fiona's almost see-through black bra and panties with her fingernails, sending shivers down the girl's spine. Her breathing quickened and she pushed her tongue deeper into Fiona's mouth. Fiona moaned deeply, girating her hips against Charlie's legs. She withdrew her hands from the blonde's boobs, pinching her nipples one last time and pulling the tank top as well as the bra straight off.

Charlie's boobs bounced free, perky and tight with nipples begging to be looked after. Fiona dived in, not a single rational thought in her head. She latched onto Charlie's left nipple, flicking the bud with her tongue, grazing it with her lips and nipping it with her teeth. Her hands desperately reached down to undo Charlie's shorts, fumbling with the button and finally getting it loose.

Charlie wiggled her hips to move the pants down, revealing a lace thong that accentuated the blonde's hips and led the gaze straight down between her legs. She in turn snipped her fingers and undid Fiona's bra in one smooth move, freeing her amazingly firm tits. Kneading them with both hands, she threw her head back and groaned when Fiona intensified her attention to her nipples, now switching between them.

The two men standing outside the door decided they could not very well be fully dressed when these two gorgeous goddesses, and pretty much everyone else in the plane, was basically naked. They quickly disrobed completely, fully at ease with their form. When they had taken off their boxers, their members stood to full attention. Grabbing themselves, they slowly started stroking their shafts. Drips of pre-cum were already collecting at the heads.

Charlie buried her hands in Fiona's hair and pulled it back. Gasping for air, Fiona caught her gaze and smiled seductively.

"I want to make good on my promise, Fi," Charlie whispered. "I want to make you cum like you've never cum before."

Keeping Fiona from voicing any objections - not that she'd wanted to, anyway - Charlie kept her one hand in Fiona's luscious locks and let the other fall down to her hips. She grazed Fiona's mound, making her gulp and shiver and moan.

"I haven't even started yet," she hissed quietly, and then decided it was just as well. Casually, she circled her hand along Fiona's ass cheek before returning to the front. In a flash, her fingers had pushed away Fiona's panties and found barely contained moisture topped by a tuft of soft hair.

She pulled a little harder on Fiona's locks, making her bare her neck. Charlie descended onto it, nibbling the sensitive skin with her teeth. At the same time, she plunged two digits into Fiona's depths, releasing a soft groan from the other girl. Warmth spread over her hand as the wetness seeped out past her fingers. She rubbed her thumb in the slick moisture and pressed it onto Fiona's clit.

"Ooooh," Fiona whimpered, clenching down on Charlie's fingers.

Well lubricated, Charlie pumped her fingers into Fiona with force. This first orgasm was coming fast and she needed to ride the wave if she wanted to continue her plan. Fiona raked her nails across Charlie's back, arching her back and widening her legs even further. She purred and moaned, spurring Charlie on.

"Don't stop now, Charlie," she begged all of the sudden, "I'm so close. Uuuhh, I can feel it building, go, go, go ..."

Charlie let go of her hair, focusing her mouth's attention on Fiona's exposed nipples. Sucking one into her mouth and rubbing the other with her free hand, she doubled her efforts pumping into Fiona. She could feel her belly tightening, and knew the other girl's loins must be burning with so much more need than her own.

"Aaaghh!" Fiona exploded into Charlie's hand, her tight cave spasming around the blonde's fingers. Her whole body shook violently and was held upright only by Charlie's continued attention to her boobs. Charlie did not stop pushing her hand deeper into Fiona, reaching the bottom and moving her fingers around until she found that secret spot hidden right at the end.

Fiona convulsed again, groaning and almost doubling over. Slowly, Charlie withdrew her hand, teasing Fiona's clit one more time to elicit a little after shock. She guided Fiona onto the floor, where she seemed to crumple onto herself.

"Ooooh my god," Fiona groaned, "that was a...mazing..."

Charlie chuckled. 'You have no idea,' she thought to herself. She looked up, for the first time becoming aware of her surroundings again. She registered the door was open - when did that happen? - and saw Sam and Connor standing right outside. Stark naked, they were sporting enormous erections that they were stroking fast. Eyes half-closed, they were moaning softly.

The blonde smiled mischievously and grabbed Fiona's hair again.

"Fi," she said loudly, "Fi, look at me."

Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw the two men increasing their pace. They were now looking intently at the girls. Fiona, still oblivious to everything around her, looked at Charlie.

"Open your mouth, honey," Charlie cooed. When Fiona obeyed, she pushed her sticky fingers, slick with Fiona's juices, into the girl's mouth. "Lick them clean, Fi. Lick yourself off me and show me how much you liked me fingerbanging you like that. Taste every drop of your delicious cunt juice."

Fiona moaned throatily. She ran her tongue up and down Charlie's fingers, savouring her own taste. Sam and Connor could hardly believe their eyes. They were frantically rubbing their dicks now, groaning with the need to release their cum. But Charlie had one more surprise. She knew Fiona was spent right now, some of her defences already lowered. With her hand still tangled in the girl's hair, she guided her to kneel facing the open door.

Fiona's eyes opened wide. She could taste herself on her tongue. She had cum like crazy; was quaking with aftershocks even now. And here she was, faced with two massive cocks being stroked expertly by the guys she had flirted with earlier.

'Nothing can surprise me now,' she figured, eyeing them intently.

Sam was definitely longer, while Connor's had an impressive girth and an interesting up-curve to it. Their circumcised heads strained against their hands, their legs were shaking. They were clearly about to cum -

"What?" Fiona asked.

"You heard me. Open up, Fi," Charlie instructed her. "Open your mouth so their lovely sperm doesn't go to waste, honey. Get up close and swallow their cum like the good horny little hussy you are. Do it for me, Fi. I wanna see your face covered in their seed!"

Charlie had predicted right. Fiona felt like she owed Charlie for the fingerfuck. She wasn't sure she liked the tone but was still glowing with her orgasm and ascribed the tight, burning coil in her belly to that. There was no way she could get excited from such filthy words.

But she did get excited by strong, pulsating dicks like the ones in front of her. So she did as ordered and opened up wide. Sam and Connor needed no further invitation. Pushing their cocks together, they shoved as much as possible into Fiona's mouth while Charlie leant back and pushed two fingers into herself. She wanted to cum badly, and at the same time as these two rugged hunks. Luckily, it wouldn't take much.

Quickly, the wet, warm feeling of Fiona's mouth pushed the two men over the edge. Their cocks rubbing together, they gave one final stroke and then held their shafts tightly. Streams of cum flew into Fiona's oral cavity and all over her face as the cocks twitched. She swallowed as much as possible, almost coming again from the humiliation of having her face covered in sperm.

'No, that wasn't right,' she decided. She almost came again from Charlie rubbing her ass while she was getting herself off. 'That's it.' Herself frantically lapping up cum, making sure not a drop was left on the guy's members and even wiping it off her face using her fingers, just to close her eyes and suck it off them had absolutely nothing to do with her nearly cumming again.

Charlie gave her swollen nub one last flick before laying back and smiling at the men.

"Well, hello there," she murmured. "I didn't even see you handsome guys."

Sam chuckled. "I figured. Come on, let's get back to our seats."

The guys helped the girls up, taking the chance to let their hands roam all over their bodies slick with exertion. They gathered their clothes and simply carried them back to their rows.

For some reason, the lights were dimmed. Fiona vaguely registered that the cabin crew were nowhere to be seen. In most rows, the inhabitants lay sprawled across each other. Some were still going, but the plane was much quieter now. The smell had changed, too. Not so much ocean and sand but maybe a peaceful grove in the forest. She leaned against Connor while she waited for Sam to help Charlie into her seat. She didn't mind that she'd have to climb over her, or that Connor was trailing his thick thumb across her ass. Right now, everything felt good.

The girls tucked in under blankets, their clothes lazily thrown on the floor next to the seats, the men didn't even bother to put their boxers on. They simply sank into their seats, feeling extremely tired all of the sudden.

Within 30 minutes, every passenger on the plane had drifted off to sleep, many exactly where they had finished cumming. With the lights still dimmed, the cabin crew appeared and quietly collected everything lying around into big laundry bags, neatly marking them with name and seat number. Then, they dressed every person into cream-coloured robes bearing the organiser's brand.

As the pilot started their descend, an indistinct figure in the private room right at the back of the cabin turned away from the screens showing the rest of the plane.

"Looks like we'll have a good harvest this moon," he said to his partner standing discreetly against a wall. "Now that they're primed, they'll be easy targets."