Free use on a plane

Warning: Dubious consent themes. Do not read if offended by hardcore erotica.

In the airport I had been anxiously checking my phone every few minutes to see if they had yet sent me the license via email as I had requested.

A free use license gave you sexual availability to all women at all times. Having to talk to women in order to get into their pants was a pain in the ass, so that was why I was so keen on getting it. They used to be send it out by post, but nowadays they could email it to you straight away.

I was now on the flight to Las Vegas, where I planned to have a lot of fun with my new found powers.

My phone pinged. I was breathless with excitement as I tapped the screen. There it was.

‘Sir’, the message began, ‘we are pleased to inform you that your application for a free use license has been successful, and that you now have sexual access to all woman at all times. Simply show this license to the female in question, and she will not be allowed to say no to any sexual advances that you make toward her. Good luck on your free use journey. A whole new world of pleasure awaits you.’

Fuck yes. My cock was already twitching in my pants. I was in an aisle seat, and turned around to look at the passengers. Mmm, there were sexy blondes, hot brunettes, young couples no doubt on the way to Vega to get married, there were old couples enjoying their retirement. And of course there with those every sexy stewardesses.

The one now walking down the aisle had legs that went all the way to heaven, and a beautiful smiling face. I had always thought to myself it was a crime air stewardesses spent all that time putting on lipstick and then never sucked a cock on the flight. We would have to put that to rights.

She leaned down and smiled at me.

“Can I get you anything sir?”

“Um yes, you could actually. Could I have some oral sex please?”

“I’m sorry sir?”