After receiving the worst spanking of my life, I go to work with a very sore ass, but a very hard cock…
Part 2
The next morning I had an early flight, I remember checking on my ass in the mirror as I got ready for work, it still had welts from the night before and some bruising too. The very sight of my ass in the mirror made my cock hard!
As I got in my car to drive to work, I winced as a sat down. Everything was making me hard that morning, every bump in the road, every time I shifted in my seat, my ass would remind me of the events of the previous evening…and my cock responded accordingly. As I drove, my rock hard cock strained in my pants and needed attention ! I slowly started to stroke my cock through my pants, greatly enjoying the sensations from my butt and my cock.
Lucky for me, it was an early morning cargo flight by myself with no copilot to see me wince as I sat down in the cockpit. Again, every bump in the air, every time I shifted in my seat, my ass would remind me of the naughty barista, the smell of her sexy panties, the severe spanking, and the awesome sex. I swear my cock was rock solid for the entire time I was in the airplane! Once I leveled off in cruise, with the autopilot on, I’d relive the moments over and over again, stroking my hard cock through my pants…right up until I noticed a growing wet spot in my pants that was clearly visible! I undid my belt, unzipped my pants and slid my hand inside my underwear to move my cock to the other side of my pants, trying to keep the wet spot from growing. It felt sooo good, but now my hand was covered in pre cum. With a small cockpit and nothing readily available, all I could do was lick my hand clean…not that that helped any!
Once I landed at my destination, a small remote airport, I supervised the unloading of the cargo, desperately hoping no one would notice the wet spot or the bulge in my pants! I had a few hours to kill and headed off to the pilot lounge. As I stop in the restroom on my way, I found myself alone and had to see the evidence again. I dropped my pants, right there in the middle of the bathroom, half bent over, starring at my ass in the mirror. While I was nervous someone would walk in, I was also hornier than ever and still hard as a rock! Every step on my walk to the pilot lounge, my cock rubbed on my pants just giving it more reason to stay hard!
Luckily, it was a quiet remote airport and I had the lounge to myself. As I sat on the couch in the pilot lounge watching TV, my mind kept wandering back to the day before. I couldn’t get the memories out of my mind and my cock was loving every minute of it! I started stroking through my pants, then slipped my hand in my pants, closed my eyes and kept stroking as I relived the spanking and make up sex. I could have gone to the restroom, but the thrill of masturbating in the lounge, with the risk of getting caught, combined with the incredible sensations and memories, I gave in and shot a huge load all over the inside of my underwear and hand.
Again, I had left myself with very little clean up options. I grabbed some nearby tissue for my hand, but had to finish cleaning my hand with mouth. My pants, on the other hand, weren’t so lucky. I had to sit there with a large wet spot for the next few hours until they dried on their own. Eventually, I fell asleep on the couch and had a great nap!!
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