ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #12

ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #12iCarly/Victorious: If Wishes Were Hornets #12 ? Spencer"I wish Carly could have the best life possible."Spencer wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but someone was rubbing the inside of his thigh while he sat with his head back and his eyes closed. He also felt odd, like he was floating but his body was somehow heavy enough to keep his seated. When he opened his eyes slowly, he had to blink a few times to make himself understand that he wasn't blind. As Spencer's eyes adjusted to the darkness, faint light filled his senses and he looked around. He was flying."Whoa!" he shouted, seeing Amy in the seat next to him. "What the heck is going on?!""Calm down, Spencer!" she hissed through her teeth. "People are trying to sl*ep!""Oh? sorry," he called out to all before sinking into his seat. Only then did he notice that he was wearing some sort of tux. "I'm really confused? the last thing I remember, I was sl*eping over at your apartment while visiting LA.""Well, yeah, of course you stayed at my place when you visit? are you ok? I know you had a lot to drink, dude, but you're kinda weirding me out."Spencer checked his watch and shook his head completely lost in what he was looking at: February 25, 2013. He was 99.999% sure that when he went to bed, it was December 20th. So, his mind began to race for the answers, how did he lose two full months?"Sorry? I guess I got some of that plane amnesia."Amy stared at him, unsure if he was being serious or not. "Plane amnesia? and what exactly is plane-nesia?""Umm? where you sl*ep on a plane and then can't remember like two months of your life. It's uh? pretty rare.""Yeah?" she said, nodding with a vague smile. "That completely sounds like a legit thing?""Amy? mind just humouring me? I'm actually kinda confused.""Umm? ok," she said, taking a deep breath and sighing as she recalled the last two months of his life to him.Spencer and Amy had spent several days together over the winter break, but eventually had to go home with his s*ster and her friends. They talked regularly and when the middle of February arrived, the winner was announced and it turned out that Amy had won, and he had come in second. So he was able to take the trip and won 10 grand. Naturally, he talked over the possibilities with his s*ster and didn't hesitate to give her nearly all the money to support her while he went on this trip.He took off back to LA naturally and for the next week, Spencer spent a lot of time doting on Amy, giving her small gifts and taking her to lunch. He finally found someone he could connect to and even though they competed for the number one spot, and a grand prize, he was content to just be around her. He even enjoyed how she would find a way to show him how much she cared each day. Whether it was a sweet text message or breakfast in the morning.Each day she had grown lovelier to him, with her long dark hair, styled to outline her curvy facial features and full luscious lips. Lips he couldn't get enough of. They had spent hours with their mouths locked in a gentle yet treacherous fashion. Whenever they were really engaged in the moment it was always an inopportune time, like when it was their turn in line at the coffee shop or when leaning up against the movie rental box outside of the local pharmacy. Spencer realized there were that obnoxious couple that you wish would get a room and just hump in private.Likewise, Amy was over the moon for Spencer. She didn't really know why but whenever they were together she felt as if a part of her that was missing had found its way back, completing her. However, Amy wasn't a romantic person, but she wanted him to know she cared. It was a struggle to find some way to show him each day. Part of her knew she'd run out of ideas eventually, but that neither here nor there.Tonight there had been a banquet, which honestly was really poorly timed. They had very minimal time to go from this fancy shindig, which explained their clothes, to the airport to catch a flight to New York. And now they were on the red eye flight to Paris.Spencer liked how intimately she seemed to know his life and his feelings, signalling that he had apparently been very open with this woman and that meant that she was something really special. Not like Kenzie who was fun, but just a little too out there for him. But this just seemed, even in his state of plane-nesia, somehow right.Rubbing his leg, Amy hoped to ease Spencer up, so maybe he would ease her loneliness. The guy had been asl*ep for several hours and she was tired of watching movies on her PearPad, and for her, sl*ep was still hours away. Watching him wake and seeing the panic in his eyes f*rced her to stifle a giggle while he put the pieces together. Behind the hand covering her laughter, she smiled at him and tuzla escort leaning in, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek as his body finally relaxed."So?Where are we?" Spencer tried to keep his voice down as Amy quickly shushed him.Slapping him on the arm Amy glared at him "Spencer, keep it down! People are trying to sl*ep."Looking around him, Spencer observed several people shift and mumble in their seats, a few of them staring at him angrily. "Oops, my bad people. Get back to sl*ep. I'll be quiet now," he said, turning in his seat and giving the folks paying attention a fake smile."Spencer, you're going to have to keep it down. I'm pretty sure we're being hated by half of coach right now." she said playfully. "We're somewhere over the Atlantic. You've really got a bad case of this plane-nes- Ok, the more I say that word, the dumber, I feel," she said, laughing."You know it's a brilliant term? I guess I was so tired by the time we boarded the plane I was bound to be a little groggy. Where are we going in Paris anyway?" he asked placing one hand on hers, which was still lodged between his knees."I can't believe you don't remember." Amy said, letting him go and sitting back in her seat angrily, crossing her arms."Amy, I'm sorry. Babe, please. I didn't mean to forget, but I was apparently really wasted thanks to that awards show. You know what stress does to me." he pleaded with her. "I promise, as soon as you remind me, I won't forget again." Holding up his right hand and placing the other on a pretend Bible. "I swear."Relaxing a bit, Amy reminded him of their destination and how they came to be on the plane. They were flying all over the world for an all-expenses paid trip, courtesy of the Museum. The expectation of knowing you had a one in a million chance of winning was easier to swallow than the baby shrimp she choked on as the announcer called her name to come accept some award which she could barely fit into her luggage. Spencer stood up immediately of course and clapped for her, his face beaming with excitement and pride. She had won."We're going to Paris? I can't believe it, I won! How fantastic is that?!" he exclaimed looking at her with a goofy grin on his face.Staring at him flatly she responded in a haughty tone, that hid a playful nature, "No Spencer, I won. You were just too dr*nk to remember.""I remember you winning?" he lied, "I'm just teasing you. I may not recall hopping a plane tonight, but I do remember you standing up on stage, face flush, thanking all the little people. Including yours truly. I'm proud of you." he stated, taking her right hand in his left and intertwining their digits."Oh Spencer, thank you. That means a lot. I'm glad I get to share this time with you." she sighed, kissing his cheek again. "But I never thanked you at the show? You are such a little fibber.""Oh, come on? I'm sorry," he pleaded.Shifting in his seat, Spencer relaxed as Amy started rubbing his leg again. Her hands moved along his inner thigh and her knuckles grazing his crotch purposefully. Grunting softly Spencer looked around them and realized the majority of the passengers were sl*eping. One k*d was seated in the rear of the plane with his hand held gaming device lighting up his face while in the front of the plane the stewardess was engaged in a quiet conversation with a handsome man in first class, flirting a little it seemed.Amy was still wearing her evening dress and high heels, which had to be uncomfortable on a 16 hour flight, but Spencer was in worse shape with a tailored tuxedo complete with bow-tie and cummerbund. Looking down at Amy's full busty chest Spencer took his free hand and began running his middle finger along her cleavage at the front of her gown, where he guessed her nipple would be. Moving his finger in slow circles he watched Amy uncross her legs and begin sliding her hand upwards, stroking his dick through his pants.Using his now free hand, Spencer reached down and unzipped his pants. He let Amy reach in and fish out his cock. Her fingertips were a bit cold, but her grip made up for it, strong and confident she started stroking him. Spencer sat up a bit and looked around one more time before taking his finger, hooking it in the neckline of her dress and pulling her down towards his growing member. He'd never gotten head on a plane before and this was always a bit of a fantasy of his.The chair next to Amy was empty, the red-eye flight half full, so no one noticed her movements. As her face was nearing his cock Amy got up quietly from her seat and kneeled as best she could in front of Spencer. Not letting go of his stiff rod, she used her free hand and tugged on his balls. Hearing him take a sharp intake of breath, Amy quickly impaled his throbbing cock into her throat.Spencer nearly rocketed out of his seat as he pendik escort watched his dick swallowed to the root in Amy's hungry mouth. She kept it there for a few seconds, he assumed adjusting to the size, before bobbing her head up and down for several minutes. Her slick and rough tongue teased the underside of him while she tugged, squeezed, lifted and juggled his balls. She'd never been this good before, Spencer thought, as he felt himself near the edge of his resolve.Tapping her gently on the head, he warned her of his nearing threshold. Opening her eyes and looking up at him she took his cock a few more times into her hot mouth before gasping softly. Between his knees Spencer heard Amy whispered for him to meet her in the rear bathroom in 5 minutes.Standing up and adjusting her dress, Amy made her way shakily to the airplane bathroom. Opening the door and stepping inside she noticed there was barely enough room for her, let alone Spencer's tall lanky body. She suddenly felt like attempting this might be a mistake and try as she might, she wouldn't want to wake the whole plane. Amy was super horny and she planned on getting off 30,000 feet off the ground, especially to the man she was head over heels for.Spencer lifted the front of his pants and corralled his dick back inside enough to zip them. He didn't have a clue how he ended up here or how he could have just lost two full months of time. He figured that Carly had to know that he was on this trip and maybe she could help shed some light on everything. Still, he felt the br*therly need to check on his s*ster. It was just after 1 am Eastern Time, so a quick math session later, he figured that it was around the time she normally went to bed back home. Though for all he knew, he might have just abandoned her in California with her friends. He knew she could take care of herself and, based on what Amy said, he left her with plenty of money. He then got the funny image of Freddie trying to drive the RV back home, desperately trying to focus on the road and not the two teenage girls that seemed to be on his mind.Reaching into his back pocket Spencer fished out his wallet. Going through the steps on the monitor in front of him, he swiped his credit card and picked up the receiver. Dialling Carly's cell he let it ring a few times, before hearing her pick up."Hello?""Hey Carls, it's Spencer. Are you ok?""Yeah? you called me like two hours ago? are you on the plane still? Those phones are insanely expensive you know.""Sorry? I guess I just woke up scared or something and my head's all wonky. Guess it?s this oversea flying thing. I just feel like this was way too spur of the moment thing and I'm going to be gone for nearly a year, I guess. I'm sorry if I left without saying goodbye-""Spencer," she said, sounding serious. "You couldn't avoid saying bye to me enough? we've been in constant contact ever since you went to LA two weeks ago.""If you need any more money, I keep it in that old gummy bear lamp that burned up. It doesn't work so there's no reason it should catch fire?. But yeah, it's there for emergencies-""Spence?""You're welcome to have Sam keep you company at the loft. And Freddie and Gibby too, I guess. But no overnight boys.""Spencer?""Don't forget to go to school every day and we will call and email often. Am I forgetting anything?" he pondered while listening to shuffling in the silence on the other end. "Carly? You there?""Yes Spencer, I'm here," she said almost sounding annoyed. "I'm not sure what's up but you know Freddie and Sam aren't going to be around here for a while. And I don't know what's been going on with Gibby. Are you ok?""Umm? yeah, I'm ok. Just got a little plane-nesia, I guess.""I'm afraid to even ask," she said nervously on the other end. "Oh, I got my letter from Berkeley today, but I'm kinda too nervous to open it. Can you call tomorrow after school? I'd like to know you're with me when I open it.""Sure thing, k*ddo? I'm really excited for you." He took a deep breath and let out a soft sigh so she wouldn't hear. The idea that she was going to college was a really scary thing for him, but he wanted her to do what would make her happy. "Think you'd be happy there? Back with all those L.A. k*ds?" he asked softly."I think so, yes. We'll see. It'll be nice to have people I know around me, you know, if I needed anything.""If it makes you happy, go for it. I'm pretty sure I can get a flight home for your graduation, ok k*ddo? If you need me for any reason, I'll be on the first plane home ok?""Thanks Spencer. Have a great time, I love you.""I love you too k*ddo. Be safe." he said, hearing her disconnect the call.He was a bundle of emotions and was worried he made a huge mistake. Spencer hoped he prepared Carly for this period of time, but she was over 18 and could make aydınlı escort adult decisions. He trusted her judgment completely. He was worried, but part of him knew she'd be ok. Perhaps giving her this time to blossom into a responsible adult will do just that. Even if his crazy wish at that party didn't come true, he knew she'd make it happen on her own.Standing up slowly, Spencer looked towards the stewardess and seeing she was still very distracted, he tip toed his way to the back of the plane. Knocking on the door quietly, Amy opened it and pulled him quickly inside. Giving him a deep kiss, Amy closed the door behind him and went to work unzipping his pants. Spencer felt her uncertainty at how they would fuck one another in this tiny space, but taking her face in both of his hands and placing a kiss gently on her lips he felt her body relax. Feeling a slight breeze Spencer knew Amy had undone his pants and freed his cock, his pants and boxers falling to the floor. Giving it a few strokes she had it fully erect and ready to bury itself deep inside her core.Spencer watched as Amy slid the straps of her dress down past her elbows letting her enormous orbs of flesh fall into view. Spencer quickly grabbed one in each hand and lifted them up, dancing and pinching her nipples between his fingertips. Hearing her begin to breathe heavily he growled for her to lift up her dress. When she did he took notice that she'd had the foresight to remove her panties.Standing there, baring her pussy to him, Amy bundled the dress up around her waist. While Spencer still held her tits she stood on top of the toilet, one heeled foot on either side. Squatting down she placed her knees on either side of his hips and teased his rod with her dripping core. Spencer let her tits fall onto his clothed chest as he picked her up and switched places with her.Amy had to duck her head from banging into the ceiling when Spencer lifted her, but when he turned around and sat on the toilet, he let her own weight bring her slowly down onto his waiting cock. With legs on either side of his hips, Spencer started to lift himself upwards to bury himself inside of her juicy core. Feeling full, Amy began to rock her body, bouncing up and down on his rod, holding onto his cummerbund for support, while her slutty pussy swallowed him whole.The fucking wasn't going to last long, with the awkward positions they were both in, it was a raging race to an orgasm. Spencer had to wait for her to cum first, because it was polite, not because it was easy. He felt his body form sweat on his skin, the air warm in the tiny space they shared. The flat white walls kept him squarely focused on Amy's bouncing tits and gripping her ass and driving her body hard he took one of her nipples into his mouth. Pulling on it with his teeth he suckled her breast, he hoped to drive her higher.Feeling Spencer bite and tug on her nipple made Amy want to climb the walls, but knowing they were on a time crunch she took one finger and started rubbing her clit rapidly. Rubbing and bouncing on his slick cock, Amy felt herself begin to topple over the cliff of ecstasy. Giving her hips a few jerky movements she buried his soaked cock deep into her core and let herself fall over the edge. Dropping her head back, she let out a smooth and steady moan which echoed off the walls of their coffin-like space."Just cum inside me, baby? I want to feel every bit of it," she grunted as her orgasm began to take hold.Spencer felt her pulse and quake around him. Her slick juices had f*rced their lovemaking to be a hot and sticky mess, but he pressed on. Giving her body a few more thrusts he watched her face go from determined to blissful. Seeing her body bend back slightly and her flat stomach press against his chest, Spencer let himself shoot his load inside of her. Ropes of cum bounced off the walls of her pussy and made their way towards her womb, some escaping her hole and soaking his lap.As he came down from his sex high Spencer wished he could feel this good all the time. He knew they needed to get cleaned up and return to their seats, but being able to release himself into this woman was pure heaven. He was satisfied and happy.While making themselves presentable enough to return to their seats, Spencer felt a little awkward. As weird as it seemed, he couldn't help but think about Carly as he had airplane sex. Not in a weird way, but she was on his mind. He hoped his s*ster would find happiness in the path her life was taking her. After all, it was his job to make the women in his life happy, the sweaty sexy one he just ravaged and the inexperienced teenage girl he had watched grow into a young woman.Nevertheless, he wished Carly didn't resent him in the end for abandoning her. But as he resumed his seat, looking over at the spent and extremely sexy woman that he might actually be in love with, he knew that this truly was the happiest this could have gone. The fact that this was all due to his wish never occurred to him even once as he slipped back into a deep slumber.