As Janet sat on the plane staring out of the tiny window a small tear trickled down her cheek. This was supposed to be her and her husband's 'make or break' holiday and by the looks of things it was 'break'. Janet remembered how she had raged at Brad as he sprung on her that he wouldn't be able to go on their planned holiday to Egypt the next day as something had come up at work and he needed to attend vital meetings.


"What do you mean you can't go?" said Janet as she slammed around the kitchen picking up pots and slamming them down on the expensive marble worktop, not caring if it left scratches or marks.
"Babes, you know I would if I could but this contract is really important." Janet's husband Brad said, trying not to wince as his wife potentially caused damage to their recently refurbished kitchen.
"This was our 10-year anniversary," Janet raged, "Back to the same luxury hotel we spent our honeymoon in."
"I can't babes," Brad said, not looking at his wife for fear of annoying her further.
"Well I am going," said Janet indignantly, "and you can cook for yourself, the freezer is full." What Janet didn't add but thought it, 'And you can fuck one of your pretty young assistants till you drop dead for all I care.'
"That's fine, Babes," said Brad, not able to believe his luck that he was going to get the house to himself for a fortnight. He acknowledged the fact that his wife was still pretty hot with her short-bobbed brown hair that framed her large brown eyes and cute button nose. At 31 she was still in great condition and had very little spare fat on her trim body, but their marriage had lost that sparkle. Brad was older than his wife and having just turned 40 his tastes now seemed to lie in his own gender. The truth was he was much more interested in being fucked than having sex with his wife, but didn't know how to tell her he was probably gay. He had lurked around gay chat rooms but now finally the opportunity appeared to be presenting itself to take things to the next level.
They ate dinner in silence lost in their own thoughts, Janet debating if she might even have a fling and Brad mentally relishing the opportunity that was coming his way. The pair had dinner before retiring to bed where they fell asleep with their backs to each other, their bodies not touching.
The following morning Janet woke early and hardly spoke to her husband as she dressed, before pecking him on the cheek, then climbing into the waiting taxi to take her to the airport on her own. The emotions raging inside her were torn between heartbreak and pure anger as she refused to even acknowledge her husband who was waving to her for the doorstep.


"Are you OK?" said the woman beside her, and Janet found herself staring into the sculptured face of a stunning woman with a look of concern on her face. Her accent sounded eastern European, which Janet found out later was Finnish, and her face was like it was chiselled from fine marble. From her high cheekbones to her ice blonde hair, she exuded power and without conscious thought Janet found herself getting wet. This woman reminded her of her first female lover who had seduced her when she was just 20 and in her final years as a student. That woman was 20 years her senior and had been called Mary and for a few brief months took her to heights she had never believed possible. It only ended when she came home to find Mary on her back with the head of a young woman clamped between her thighs thrashing around in the heights of ecstasy. Janet had returned to hetro love and met and married her husband not long after. though she often yearned for those heady days.
"My name is Freya," the woman said, and although difficult to tell Janet would have put her in her early 40s, but she was very fit and lean. "So why are you crying little one? Your face is far too pretty to be spoiled by tears, come tell Freya all about it."
The white blouse she had on gave more than a hint that she wasn't wearing a bra, and the curve of her breasts was visible depending on how she sat. Janet found herself wondering what the nipples would feel like between her lips. Janet knew instantly that this woman was a lesbian just by the way she talked, and when she smiled it was from the very depths of her sparkling green eyes as she bared her ultra-white teeth.
"My husband is a cunt," hissed Janet and poured out how she thought her husband was cheating on her and how she had been looking forward to this holiday and he had let her down at the last minute.
Freya said nothing, but just nodded as Janet went on and on, at the same time making sure that Janet's glass was never empty. Eventually, after the tears of frustration and sadness had finally dried up, Freya wrapped a blanket around Janet's shoulders. Then she put her arm around Janet to comfort her and gently pulled her into her breast, stroking her hair, murmuring soothing noises as Janet drifted off to sleep.
Janet could feel Freya's fingers tracing up her inner thigh under her dress before rubbing over the crotch of her wet panties. She knew what was happening but didn't care as she wanted this kind and elegant woman to control her body and bring her to the heights of pleasure. Janet gasped slightly as Freya's finger slipped under the elastic and then wiggled against her pussy lips before slipping inside.
Turning her body Freya whispered in her ear, "Remove your panties." Janet reached under the blanket and her dress, then grasping her panties pulled them down towards her knees. Freya's finger renewed its probing but this time the passage was much easier allowing her to drive deeper inside. As Janet kicked off her panties Freya pushed her thighs wider apart as she introduced a second finger into Janet's soaking pussy.
"Is everything OK?" said the pretty young air hostess as she stood looking down on the pair. To her, it was pretty obvious what was happening but she kept her face impassive watching Freya's arm moving under the blanket. The hostess had seen the elegant lesbian making moves on the pretty young married woman and wanted to make contact. The rest of the female crew were airheads and the male crew gay, which meant none of them was the company she enjoyed.
"Everything is fine," smiled Freya at the hostess, who she knew had checked her out when she had boarded.
"I need to check to see that your companion has her seatbelt on," said the hostess, positioning her body so that it blocked any casual onlookers from getting a view.
With her free hand, Freya drew the blanket aside, giving the air hostess a view not only of Janet's seat belt but also her dress rucked up around her waist with Freya's fingers embedded in her pussy. The expression on the hostess's face didn't change as she observed the scene and she had to suppress a smile as Janet's face turned beet red.
"Everything seems to be in order," she said then looking round to make sure the rest of the plane was asleep pulled at Freya's elbow. Realizing what she wanted Freya pulled her fingers from Janet's pussy and held them out allowing the air hostess to suck on the fingers, removing the generous coating of Janet's juices. After her fingers were cleaned Freya returned them back to Janet's pussy and covered the scene back over with the blanket.
Looking the hostess directly in the eyes Freya smiled as she said quietly, "Are you stopping over?" Pausing for a moment as she spied the air hostess's badge, "Magenta."
"Not this run, but we will be in a couple of days so maybe I will see you then. This 12-hour delay has caused havoc with the schedules but hopefully will sort itself out soon."
"What hotel do the crew normally stay at?" Freya smiled.
"The Oberoi," replied the hostess.
"What luck," exclaimed Freya, "I am staying there as well so maybe we will bump into each other. In fact, the three of us may even be able to spend time together, unless you have something better to do."
"Have to say Magenta is a wonderfully exotic name and so colourful."
"My parents said it was a name they wanted me to grow into."
Janet was squirming in the seat as the two women had a perfectly calm conversation almost as if she wasn't there. She heard the word 'Oberoi' which was the luxury hotel she was staying at but most of her concentration was taken up with trying not to scream out loud as Freya's fingers worked inside her.
"I'm sorry darling," Freya whispered in her ear, "How rude of me I became distracted by the lovely Magenta," indicating at the retreating rear of the air hostess. "Oh, and she thinks you taste wonderful," said Freya as she twisted her fingers even deeper.
Janet was so close she took a big mouthful of the blanket and gripped it tightly with her teeth to stop herself from yelling and waking everyone on the plane. Trying to keep her convulsions to the minimum Janet came over and over on Freya's fingers.
It was two hours later and only when the announcement came over the speaker system that they would be landing in Hurghada in 15 minutes did Freya remove her fingers from Janet pussy.
"By the end of this week, you will forget all about your husband." Freya laughed as she licked her fingers clean.


After collecting their luggage, the two women stood outside the airport as the sun was just rising and were immediately surrounded by men clamouring for their attention. By instinct and a small amount of fear, Janet clung to Freya's arm and could feel the muscles under the soft material. At 5'2" Janet barely came up to Freya's shoulders who must have been at least 6 foot and ignored the jabbering men with total indifference. Instead of landing yesterday afternoon the delay had meant it was early morning and Janet felt groggy from the lack of sleep and the repeated orgasms on the plane.
Suddenly Freya barked at a man in what Janet could only assume was Arabic before indicating to their baggage trolly with a wave of her hand. Further exchanges took place as the man collected the trolley and led the two women across the car park to a waiting black Mercedes.
Sinking into the leather seats Janet breathed a deep sigh as the caressing cool air of the interior gave her relief from what was already promising to be a sweltering day.
As the car glided away from the curb, leaving the bedlam of the airport behind, Freya turned to Janet. "We will cancel your room and you can stay with me. They were expecting me to have a guest, but alas she decided she wasn't going to come either."
This was the first time that Freya had talked about herself and Janet remained quiet to allow her to continue, but instead Freya just laughed as she said, "Her loss is your gain."
The discussions at the check-in desk were very cordial and by the way Freya was treated this clearly wasn't her first time staying at the hotel. As they stood in the lift side by side Freya explained that Janet's room couldn't be cancelled, but the hotel would try to re-let Freya's room to any last-minute guests and they could then split the money between them.
"So I am your husband for the next week," laughed Freya as they rode up in the lift together.
"I need a shower," said Janet pulling the dress off over her head and then unclasping her bra, letting both items drop to the floor. She had never found her discarded panties, which would no doubt be causing great amusement to the cleaner that found them kicking around the floor of the plane.
When Janet exited the shower wrapped in a large white towel she found herself staring at Freya's naked back. On her shoulder was a tattoo of a serpent wrapped around a tree, depicting the garden of Eden temptation scene. There was a slight difference, as instead of there being Adam and Eve there were two Eve's though a fig leaf covered the groins of both women. Freya had unpacked both bags and was slightly bent over muttering to herself in her own language. Janet took a moment to admire the finely toned legs and thighs that terminated in a round pert ass. Then, glancing at the waste paper bin. Janet squealed as she saw a pile of her very expensive discarded panties that had been unceremoniously dumped in the bin.
"You will not be needing those," Freya said over her shoulder, waving her hand in the direction of the bin, "I want free access to that pussy at all times, which by the way needs shaving."
Janet went to retrieve her underwear deciding that although she may not wear it, she would at least keep it for when she went home. As she moved across the room Freya turned. and Janet admired her full round breasts before moving her gaze downwards. Janet stopped and stared as instead of the pussy she expected to see, hanging between Freya's legs was a cock that was as thick as a baby's arm as it hung there limply.
"Oh," was the only sound that came from Janet's mouth as she stared not knowing what to say next.
Freya bared her teeth and laughed, "Looks like my secret is out," and as she spoke, she flexed her muscles making the cock twitch and jump like it was alive.
"But you have breasts, are you a man?" Janet stammered with her eyes still transfixed to the meaty cock.
"I was born a woman, and genetically and legally I am still a woman, but I got fed up with being fucked so I decided to change things. I know a very nice Russian doctor who has given me this wonderful working cock, so now I am the one doing the fucking." Freya paused watching Janet's face and she knew from experience that this was always the moment where they either ran away screaming or entered into the pleasure fully.
"Fully working?" Janet said quietly, stepping forward to get a closer look.
"Yes, it works, though will stay hard a lot longer than a man and you can't get pregnant as it doesn't produce sperm." Freya smiled as Janet's hand moved out to stroke her cock and knew this one would not be running away. though she may be screaming when she felt its full size. "Why don't you have a really close inspection," Freya said, as she gently pressed on Janet's shoulders making her kneel obediently.
Janet was at eye level with the cock that was now almost fully hard and it was much bigger than any cock she had encountered before, including her husband's. Her hand could hardly fit around it as she placed the head to her lips, kissing it, before straining to open her jaws wide enough to accommodate it.
Freya stood still as Janet took more and more of the cock into her warm wet willing mouth and then, unable to resist any longer, grasped Janet's head and started to face-fuck her. Janet gagged as it hit the back of her throat and even when she felt it blocking her throat, she tried to take it deeper as the overwhelming desire running through her brain was to give pleasure.
She withdrew from Janet's mouth and throat allowing Janet to heave air into her lungs as Freya growled, "I want your cunt girl... NOW."
Janet felt herself lifted back onto the bed, her ankles grasped by strong hands and held wide apart as Freya bent her thighs and rubbed the cock head over Janet's pussy lips.
"Do you want this cock in you?"
"More than anything in the world," Janet half panted half sobbed, trying to arch her hips off the bed to meet Freya's teasing thrusts. This was what her brain and body were crying out for, to be fucked, not in the half-hearted attempts her husband would sometimes make, but have a session full of passion and lust.
"Fuck me until I scream and then keep going," Janet gasped thrusting herself onto Freya's cock and gasping as the head entered her. The gasp was replaced with a full-throated groan as Freya flexed her hips and buried her cock to the hilt in Janet's soaking and aching pussy.
Holding herself deep, Freya leant forward until her nipple was resting on Janet's mouth and said softly, "Now I will fuck you as you have never been fucked before."
Freya pulled back slowly, making Janet feel that her insides were being drawn out, and then just as her cock was about to leave Freya sank back in at the same slow pace. She continued to keep the slow methodical pace ignoring Janet's desperate pleas.
"Fuck me harder...faster...deeper...oh god USE MY CUNT."
The last words were shouted out and Freya smiled knowing that half the hotel would have heard Janet's cry. This knowledge spurred her on and she started to fuck faster and faster, her hips a blur, Janet like a rag doll under her, thrashing and writhing as orgasm after orgasm flooded through her body.
Freya grunted and unloaded a warm fluid inside of Janet who gasped as she felt it in her pussy.
"You said you don't produce sperm," Janet gasped as yet another shock wave ran through her.
"I said I don't produce sperm," Freya laughed, "but I do produce seminal fluid which is what I have just sprayed inside you, but guaranteed to fire blanks."
The pair lay there in a pool of sweat, then Freya rolled off and padded across the room naked, her heavy cock swinging from side to side. It glistened with Janet's juices coating its length and a long string of semen hung from the head. Picking up the room service menu she said, "Tonight we eat in and I will fuck you some more."
Janet purred contently as she looked through the room service menu, then placing it down on the bed said softly, "what I would like to eat first is to find out how you taste with your blanks."


Janet sat in the restaurant the next morning at breakfast wearing just the sundress that Freya had picked out for her. She was naked under it as Freya had insisted and she kept her knees tightly pressed together for fear of exposing herself. Her pussy was still throbbing from the four times that Freya had fucked her during the evening and night before.
"Relax," Freya cooed softly stroking Janet's arm.
"But they might have heard us earlier," Janet said blushing bright red.
"I would have thought most of the hotel heard you," Freya laughed, "and if they didn't then they will tonight..." leaning forward and whispering, "...when I fuck your ass."
Janet went fully red as, although she had tried anal with her husband it hadn't really worked out, and Freya was huge, but there was something about Freya that had ignited a burning lust inside, that was growing as every moment passed.
Before she could object about the evening's planned activities Freya waved her hand at the breadbasket, "You must have one of their wonderful finger-rolls they taste divine."
Janet looked at the long roll in the basket and as she went to take one, she felt Freya under the table nudging her knees apart. Without thinking, Janet opened her thighs and felt something pressing against her pussy lips.
"No my love," Freya said softly, "you should have one that is coated in a special sauce as it tastes so much nicer."
As she felt herself being entered Janet realised that Freya was fucking her with a bread roll and breathing deeply she felt it slide in.
"Tea or coffee madams?" a voice said and Janet found herself staring into the eyes of a young waiter who had appeared beside their table.
"Coffee for me, and the same for you darling?" said Freya not taking her eyes from Janet's face as she slowly worked the bread roll in and out.
Janet could only nod and mumble as she concentrated on not yelling loudly and breaking the subdued hubbub of the restaurant. To her relief, Freya removed the roll which was still intact although a little bit soggy from her pussy juices. Taking a bite from it Freya smacked her lips theatrically before offering it to Janet who found she adored the taste and ate it eagerly.


The day sped past for Janet as she lay around the pool and enjoyed the attentions of Freya rubbing sun cream into her back and legs, making sure that her strong fingers worked into her muscles and drifted high up her inner thighs, touching her discretely. When Janet turned over, Freya repeated her actions, and Janet was sure at one point people would see, when Freya slipped a finger inside her string bikini bottom and into her soaking pussy. Janet returned the favour, massaging Freya's finely toned back and lower legs, but was a little surprised when Freya refused to roll over onto her back.r"
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