Hotel Chaldea Ep. Medusa 3

Plane travel was actually something of a novelty these days. Chaldea could move you around the world on wondrous, fantastic vehicles, and more importantly, they sometimes could just zap you from one place to the other in mere moments. But there were times when important figures of Chaldea had to leave a mundane travel paper trail.

There were always people looking for slip ups, always people looking for ways to catch one of the most powerful organizations in the world slipping.

Normally, you wouldn't be too worried about it, especially when you went places to visit debtors that weren't criminals or who didn't need to be pressured to pay up. Some people owed debts to Chaldea because of reasons other than corruption or incompetence, sometimes it was just bad luck.

Still had to collect of course, but, you would meet with them personally and offer them means to pay, and for the most part, that was that. Of course, you still went everywhere with security. Usually either Okitan or 2B would accompany you places, but everyone who would've been available was on vacation.

So that meant for a change you were traveling the world with someone from outside your department. Not an unfamiliar one to be sure, as you sat beside an outrageously attractive woman wearing oval glasses, with richly colorful tresses of extremely long purple hair, very dark blue jeans and a black vertically striped sweater, both of which hugged her sexy figure.

She seemed to have caught you staring as you thought about your companion, because she reached with a hand to adjust how her glasses sat on her nose and her lips curled up at the ends, as she regarded you wtih a small smile. "Are you enjoying the view?"

She was sitting next to the window, which showed the clear skies above and a cloud blanket below. At cruising speed and altitude, the plane almost looked like it was still, the distant clouds looking almost like foam, and the sun sinking in the distance beneath them, painting the clouds near the horizon a rich orange color. The dark blue, almost black, of the skies that were becoming darker by the second was bewitching.

But that wasn't the view you were enjoying. "Of course," you replied, smiling. Hers wasn't the only uncovered window, but most had their windows covered to block out the sun as the flight would mostly take place during the night, and thus, most would sleep through it.

In fact, in the section of the plane you were in, there were a few people snoring, while not comically loud, it was still noticeable in the quiet.

It at least made sure that your whispered conversation wouldn't be overheard.

"Though the sunset pales in comparison to you."

"Flatterer," she hummed thoughtfully, dropping her voice. "You don't need to do that, I knew perfectly well what I was getting into when I volunteered to accompany you," she spoke, "I do have my own needs to fulfill," she spoke, her voice a little husky as she leaned towards you, resting her head on your shoulder.

She didn't need to be overt and explicit to let you understand what sort of lewd proposition she was making. Her gestures said it all, how she put her weight on you, especifically twisting her torso and hips so that the presence of her breasts on your chest couldn't be ignored, as she managed to find her way under your arm with serpentine movements that reminded you of her namesake.

Medusa truly was a snake after all, elegant and swift, and very sneaky when she wanted to be, as her hands moved without waiting for your response, the permission was tacit and she didn't need to be told twice, as her hands reached for your pants, undoing the button of your slacks and pulling the zipper down, revealing your cock.

With her ministrations you were already starting to feel the blood rushing to your crotch, so she got started on getting you the rest of the way to full hardness, fully opening up your pants, pulling your underwear off enough to let your cock out of containment, grabbing your floppy penis with three of her fingers and her thumb, rubbing it softly with the tips of her soft fingers.

Medusa was an expert and wasn't holding back at all, while using her right hand to stimulate you with some soft pressure and light touches, she brought her left to her lips, and let her long pink tongue out of her mouth to coat her fingers in her saliva, you felt a smile coming from your core as you knew that she was going to go all out into pleasuring you.

Your left arm rested on the armrest, and your right went over her seat, gripping it firmly as you leaned back and scooted your hips and butt forward to allow her easier access.

She traded her dry fingers for her recently coated left hand and then began a more intense course of stimulation, her fingers gliding along the still mostly floppy length of your shaft and then wrapping around the head of your penis, using the tips of her fingers and even ghosting her nails, painted a fetching lilac, along the sensitive skin of your glans as you started to get aroused, stiffening up and growing.

Her fingers then wrapped around your cock and she began to slowly pump, twisting her wrist and moving her arm back and forth as well as up and down, ensuring that her palm traveled all over your cock and coated it fully in her spit, leaving it slick and shiny, while at the same time.

Medusa took her time to lick her right hand, palm and fingers and all, in full view of you, making a point to show that she quite enjoyed the taste of your penis left on her hand, and then while still stroking you with the left, dove her other hand under your underwear, and cupped your balls, adding that stimulation to the sensational handjob she was giving you, the delicate pressure and the sensation of her agile and dexterous fingers on your sensitive ballsack sending you to heaven in just moments.

Not that she was done, of course she wasn't, Medusa was well aware that she wasn't dealing with some random nobody that would explode from just a few pumps, using her enchanting beauty, delightful wiles and bewitching techniques, she heightened the heat and lust you were feeling to prepare you for what was to come.

Without hesitation, and as her stroking and ball teasing was getting you hard enough for it, already girthy and long enough that her hand was no longer capable of pleasuring you properly, Medusa dove, opening her mouth and showing that she was snakelike in very many ways, including in her ability to put huge things in her mouth, because she throated you in a single go, even as you continued to grow to full size, reaching your peak in her throat.

She was making quiet noises, taking advantage of the fact that she didn't actually need to breathe, but still letting you hear the effort she was putting in, and feel the vibrations of her throat as her reflexive movements made you feel even more pleasure.

By reflex, the hand that had gone over her seat moved towards her head, her soft and silky hair serving as a nice bonus, it was almost like running your hands along the most decadently fine and luxurious fabric, but eventually your hand found her scalp, and you weren't gentle in the least when you grabbed her by the back of her head.

She was giving you so much that you liked, and it was about time that you started returning the favor and giving her what she liked as well. Medusa was fond of being dominated and doing the dominating, but since the latter was more common, you knew she relished the times when she got to feel sexually overpowered perhaps a tad more.

So you did exactly that.

When she pulled herself about halfway up, her hands on your right thigh, you forced her back down and firmed your grip on her head while at the same time letting a little bit of your power show, your cock growing not quite to fantastic proportions, but certainly overwhelming even Medusa's experienced, expert throat.

Then you pulled her up, and then back down. The sound of the snoring was only barely loud enough to conceal the noises she was making, mostly light throat noises, and some panting, reflexive breaths through her nose as well, she was trying to remain as quiet as possible but her vocalizations were also very sexy.

You sighed and relaxed while letting her have it, fucking her on your cock, you didn't need to see through clothes to know she was making a mess out of the sexy lingerie she was no doubt wearing, Medusa never wore anything that wasn't super sexy after all, and while firming your grip on the armrest for stability, you redoubled the effort of your throatfuck.

Clenching for only a few brief moments, you decided you didn't want to hold back, and instead, wanted to give her a nice, thick and rich prize for her efforts, and so you contained your desire to cry out or even groan, gritting your teeth and then relaxing your resistance, allowing your orgasm to bubble while controlling every other reaction to it, exploding deep in her throat.

The noisiest she was through the entire thing was her desperate attempts at swallowing the massive stream of semen you were pouring up her throat and directly into her stomach, but showing her great talent and even greater experience, the mythical beauty drank every last drop without letting even a hint of it escape, and continued sucking you, hollowing out her cheeks and looking up at you as she did so, over the rim of her glasses, to let you see how much she desired your semen.

She sucked so well that not even the scent of your semen remained in the air, not one particle of it had escaped her greedy mouth, and she finished off by cleaning up her own saliva, leaving your cock spotless, but more importantly, making such a lewd show out of it that you were still harder than the steel the plane was made out of.

It was a good thing that the plane had enough leg room for what was about to happen, at least Chaldea had sprung for a decent airline, not quite the most luxurious but certainly comfortable traveling. After making sure she had swallowed every last drop of your semen, Medusa moved swiftly, sitting back on her seat and then taking off her jeans, peeling them off of her legs, thick thighs and slender calves and everything else coming to the fore.

As expected, she was wearing a lacy black set under her jeans, they were so transparent they could barely be said to cover her, and more importantly, they werer absolutely soaked through, enough so that they stuck to her pussy as she pulled them down.

Swiftly but subtly, and very much silently, Medusa moved to sit over your lap even as you adjusted your position to give her both the space she needed to maneuver and the support she needed to do so quietly, as she took position and made good of her class. Without even having to look at you, she sat on your lap and managed to perfectly line herself up so that your cock was eaten up by her soaking wet pussy.

Her little gasp was so sexy it made your cock throb inside her, even as you tried to block out the wet heat that was crushing your cock from all sides. Undulating and constricting, her pussy was working to drive you wild, and her serpentine movements saw her shaking her hips for a few brief seconds before she really started riding you.

Your hands moved to grip onto her body, sliding along her smooth, glossy skin, which in the extremely low light that was mostly coming from the still uncovered window to your right, looked almost radiant and sparkling.

Blocking your own mouth by kissing her shoulder, your hands raised her sweater until her breasts were revealed, the top of her lingerie set was a mostly sheer bustier, as beautiful as the bottoms, with abstract, vaguely recognizable designs that you couldn't see in the dark, but what you could do was tease her tits as she rode you to an ever increasingly higher pleasure threshold.

Her movements and undulations were smooth, but her pussy was growing more desperate, she might be playing it cool on the outside, but you could feel her body heat climbing higher and higher, not bad for a cold blooded snake.

In the end, before she could bring you to a second climax, you decided to surprise her, using your fingers to pull down the cups of her bustier, letting her breasts pop out, and then pinched both nipples simultaneously. The surprise stab of pain made the pleasure climb ten thousand times higher and faster, rapidly multiplying exponentially for both of you, as she came explosively and had to cover her own mouth with her hand even as you covered yours with her delicious body.

With the tightening of her cunt and the spasms of her internal muscles as her pussy tried to milk you, it was no wonder you couldn't hold it in anymore and exploded inside her, immediately pouring a flood's worth of baby batter into her hungry cunt.

It took a few moments to come back down, and before she pulled off of you and stood up to fix her clothes, she shared a deep tongue kiss with you. You watched her pull her panties and pants back up, just in time to prevent your sticky and thick semen from flooding out of her cunt. At the same time, you covered yourself back up.

You knew what she was going to do, she was going to go to the bathroom. Unfortunately, it would be quite rude to leave a huge semen stain on the seat, so that was necessary.

After that, you relaxed, and even checked up on the messages on your phone, as well as making sure Medusa's retro console was plugged into the power bank that would recharge it and make sure it made it all the way through to the destination. Eventually, you saw a message come up that came from Chaldea's systems, and checking it out, it was from Medusa, who hadn't returned from the bathroom because she had found something... interesting.

Not one to ignore an invitation, you waited for a few moments on your seat, and thinking the coast might be clear, you got up and followed after Medusa.

When you found the bathroom that she had taken, you entered without announcing yourself, still quietly. It was easy to guess which it was, because Medusa's cumstained panties had been left on the handle.

When you entered, you found that Medusa was seated on the sink, legs spread wide open, while what looked to be a stewardess, short blue skirt, vest, white shirt, was between her legs, eating out her pussy. The stewardess' little hat was on the ground beside the sink, and her skirt was pulled up exposing her torn stockings and the fact that her panties were pulled aside and she had clearly cum hard enough to leave rivers of juice rolling down her legs.

You snorted.

"I felt bad about it going to waste," Medusa said, smiling cheekily. "Care to join?"

The stewardess swallowed the load of cum in her mouth, looking up at you with eyes that seemed to be full of lust. Medusa really was insatiable, wanting you to play with her while she played with the poor stewardess who really was not prepared for the world of lewdness Medusa was about to introduce her to.