Annie smiled slightly and sat back in her chair, following suit with Kip. “Well, seeing as how I just met you, I don’t really know anything about your wealth or charitable contributions.”
Kip turned to face Annie in his seat. “I am rich and I give nearly all of it away. Wanna fuck?”
“Addicted” By Saving Abel
Kip and Annie practically raced down the aisle to the rear lavatory. Once inside, the fit was tight, but Annie nearly had her shirt of before Kip even got the door closed. Kip spun to face her and lifted her onto the sink. He worked in the limited space to unfasten her jeans and shimmy them down over her hips. Then Annie shook them off from around her ankles. Kip pushed her back against the mirror an unfastened his own pants, sliding them down around his thighs. His cock sprung forth and he aimed it at the point at which her spread thighs met that beautiful pink slit at the intersection. Kip reached around her and pulled her ass toward him. Annie reached down and gripped his stiff erection in her soft grip and guided it toward her slit.
He slid into her hard and fast, and she gave the familiar gasp at the intrusion.
“God, Kip. Your cock is one pleasing tool like nothing I’ve ever had.”
Kip smiled at his reflection in the mirror. Kip was never in competition with anyone, unless that someone was trying to kill him. But he had to admit he liked hearing about how his cock was pleasing to Annie.
Kip fucked her with the same furiosity as he had the night before. And Annie fucked him back. She pushed herself onto his cock, impaling herself with it over and over. Her legs flew back and forth as he rammed into her again and again, and she kicked the lavatory door in the rhythm of one of Kips songs. She had never let herself go like this during sex before. She felt liberated with Kip in a way she never had before with Stewart, and she would have done anything he asked of her, no matter how debauched.
Kip snatched at her shirt and exposed her tits, ripping the buttons off as he did. She leaned back as far as she could, banging her head on the mirror, and he put his mouth on her pink ripe nipples, sucking them as he ravaged her cunt with his dick.
In seconds, Annie convulsed against him, a shattering orgasm making every muscle in her body clench tight. Kip reached ecstasy also, and spent his cum inside her.
When they recovered and redressed, they both exited the lavatory together, to find the rest of the band, the former deputy Sparks and Lydell turned in their seats or standing in the aisle, breaking out in applause and cheers.
Annie turned a Crayola crayon shade of red, and Kip pretended to play a guitar passionately, grinning from ear to ear. When the eruption died down Annie hurried to the overhead bin above her seat holding her button free shirt closed around her chest and took out the bags of clothes she had just bought. Then she went back into the lavatory to change.
Later Kip changed then Sparks limped back to change also. Within an hour everyone in the cabin was asleep except the flight attendant.
Several hours later Kip woke again to the captain’s voice: “Folks, we are now over Afghanistan airspace. We will be landing in thirty minutes. Until that time, please remain seated and buckled, and close all of your windows.”
Thirty minutes later they were on the ground and rolling toward another hangar. Kip opened his window and saw a familiar sight for him, Servicemen, armed with M-16’s lining the tarmac, and occupied towers keeping watch over the surrounding area.
Once inside the hangar and the jet came to a stop, everyone stood and started to gather all of their belongings.
“Fella’s,” Lydell said. “I have arranged for the ground crew here to unload all of our gear and get it to the show pavilion. We can all grab a bite to eat, then we need to gather there for set up and practice at seven tonight.”
Kip looked around at Jack, Stabbs and Lock. “You heard the man. Do what you want until seven, but be there and don’t be late.”
“Uh, Actually, Kip,” Lydell interrupted, “There are restrictions on your movement. I’ve been asked to inform you all not to leave the compound. If you leave it, there is almost a one hundred percent chance that you will not get back on.”
Groans went out throughout the gathering.
Of course, Kip thought. How could I have forgotten to warn them? No one but me has been here before.
“That’s right,” Kip announced. “Seriously guys, this is a really dangerous place. Stay together at all times. Kapeesh?”
Jack spoke up: “Well, that’s easy for you to say, Kip, you’ve got your piece of…” and Jack looked at Annie and swallowed, rethinking his wording. “You’ve got a lady friend to keep you company.”