Fiction - Red-Headed Rookie: An Unwelcome Flight of Fleshly Desires [BE, Lactation, Abuse, Psychological]

[BlueberrySolo]

Title: "Red-Headed Rookie: An Unwelcome Flight of Fleshly Desires"

Ava, an innocent and unsuspecting teen hailing from a quaint Midwestern hamlet, was nestled between her bumbling parents as they prepared for takeoff on their maiden voyage to the Big Apple. Her slender frame clad in a prim dress that accentuated her luscious curves, her fiery red hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of flames, freckles sprinkling across her delicate features, and a ponytail swaying gently atop her head - this was a vision that would soon be etched into the mind of our protagonist, James.

As they embarked upon their metal bird, Ava couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation when she discovered her seat assignment; just a few rows behind her dear old folks. She let out a sigh of relief upon finding herself ensconced in a window seat, her heart fluttering with excitement at the prospect of gazing out at the clouds below. Little did she know, however, that the gentleman occupying the adjacent chair had already set his sights on her ripe fruit.

James, a seasoned predator in his late thirties, averagely handsome yet possessing a cunning glint in his eye, watched as the naïve Ava stumbled towards her seat. His heart raced as her voluptuous bosom jiggled enticingly against the fabric of her blouse, brushing against him ever so slightly. The devilish smirk playing upon his lips grew wider as he reveled in the accidental contact, knowing full well what a tantalizing opportunity lay before him.

With a feigned air of kindness, James struck up conversation with the unwitting damsel. "Hey there," he began, his voice dripping with insincerity, "I couldn't help but notice you seemed a bit uneasy. Is everything alright?" Ava, taken aback by the stranger's sudden interest, hesitated before responding, her eyes darting nervously around the cabin.

"Y-yes," she stammered, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, "it's just...my first time flying." James leaned in closer, his gaze lingering hungrily on her generous cleavage. "Well, I can imagine it might be nerve-wracking for someone who's new to this whole thing," he purred seductively, his hand creeping closer to its ultimate destination. "But don't worry, I'll make sure we have a pleasant journey together."

 

[BlueberrySolo]

Chapter II: "Breathless Confessions"

The exchange between Ava and James continued, the tension between them growing thicker than the foggy skies outside the aircraft window. With each word exchanged, James could see the rosy hue deepening on Ava's cheeks, her breaths coming faster and shallower, betraying the arousal coursing through her veins. It was as if the very air around them crackled with desire, igniting a fire within the depths of their souls.

"So, Ava," James purred, his voice low and sultry, "you mentioned earlier that this is your first time flying? Tell me, have you experienced many other new things in life?" Ava's face flushed deeper still, her nipples pebbling beneath the fabric of her blouse. Her throat went dry as she tried to formulate a response, her thoughts swirling like a tempest inside her brain.

"Uh, yes," she managed, her voice barely audible above the drone of the engines, "there are quite a few things I haven't done yet." James leaned in closer, his eyes gleaming with malicious intent. "Oh really?" he asked, his tone filled with intrigue, "perhaps you should share some of those experiences with me, darling."

At that moment, Ava felt a surge of shame wash over her. She wanted nothing more than to prove herself mature and worldly to this sophisticated New Yorker, despite the fact that discussing her own body made her squirm with discomfort. Yet, she found herself unable to resist the pull of James' hypnotic gaze.

"W-well, there's something I've always struggled with..." she began hesitantly, her voice trailing off as she steeled herself for the admission. "My breasts...they're rather large, and sometimes they draw unwanted attention." James smiled slyly, his mind racing with possibilities. He knew exactly where this conversation was headed, and he couldn't contain his excitement.

"Large, huh?" he mused, his fingers tracing the outline of his own chest, "I bet they're quite a handful. Do tell, do they cause you any trouble during everyday activities?" Ava's breathing hitched as she nodded, her eyes wide with embarrassment.

"Yes, especially when I run or exercise. Sometimes they bounce painfully, and people stare." James chuckled darkly, his imagination running wild.

 

[BlueberrySolo]

Chapter III: "Cruel Games"

Having successfully goaded Ava into revealing her self-consciousness regarding her ample assets, James allowed the cool embrace of the aircraft's air conditioning to envelop them once again. As the temperature dropped, Ava's nipples stood proudly erect beneath the thin material of her shirt, aching with need and vulnerability. Unbeknownst to her, James relished in the sight of her discomfort, his heart racing with anticipation as he observed her shifting restlessly in her seat.

Despite her mortification, Ava yearned for James' attention, desperate to fill the void left by his seemingly callous dismissal. However, she couldn't fathom that anything she had to say would hold any interest for such a sophisticated and worldly man as himself. Instead, she became lost in thought, her gaze drawn downwards to the source of her humiliation.

There, staring back at her, were her large, pert breasts, straining against the constraints of her tight white T-shirt. Her thick, erect nipples pierced the fabric, jutting forth like twin sentinels guarding her secret desires. Ava's heart sank as she realized that she was completely exposed to James' gaze, her most intimate parts laid bare for his viewing pleasure.

In that moment, James allowed himself a satisfied smile, revelling in the power he held over this naïve, vulnerable girl. He pretended to read his book, his eyes never straying far from the sight of Ava's heaving chest. Her embarrassment only served to fuel his lust, driving him to devise increasingly cruel methods to exploit her fragile emotions and satisfy his own base desires.

Lost in her own shame, Ava failed to notice the lecherous grin that played upon James' lips as he savoured the sight of her struggling to conceal her arousal. In that instant, she was utterly powerless, trapped in a web of deceit and manipulation spun by the cunning predator sitting beside her. And as the hours ticked away on their transcontinental journey, James' plans grew ever darker, promising a fate worse than any teenager could possibly imagine.

 

[lagtag]

always a fan of your writing. looking forward to the next installment!

 

[BlueberrySolo]

always a fan of your writing. looking forward to the next installment!

Thanks man! Working on the next installment now! 🙂

 

[BlueberrySolo]

Chapter IV: "Torture and Denial"

As the hours passed and the plane continued its steady trip toward New York City, James grew more confident in his ability to manipulate and control the gullible Ava. Each passing minute brought with it fresh opportunities to explore the depths of her shame and submission, pushing her ever closer to the edge of ecstasy only to cruelly deny her release.

Seemingly oblivious to Ava's mounting frustration, James feigned a casual interest in the view outside the window, taking great care to ensure that his actions appeared entirely innocent. With a calculated nonchalance, he reached across her, his arm deliberately brushing against her breast as he adjusted the window shade. His forearm teased and caressed her sensitive nipple, eliciting a gasp from the unsuspecting teenager.

Ava, consumed by her confusion and embarrassment, refused to acknowledge James' touches. She feared that acknowledging his actions would somehow invalidate them, making her appear foolish or prude in his eyes. Thus, she endured the torment in silence, her body writhing in the throes of arousal as James' expert touch drove her closer and closer to climax.

Her breath came in ragged gasps, her heart pounding in her chest as she fought to maintain her composure amidst the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. Her pussy was slick with moisture, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions: desire, fear, humiliation, and a strange, exhilarating thrill at the thought of submitting to this older, more experienced man.

Just as she neared the precipice of orgasm, James abruptly pulled his arm away, snuffing out the flame of passion that burned brightly within her. Ava's eyes flew open, her body trembling with the force of her denied release. Humiliation washed over her as she realized the true extent of James' manipulations, her dreams of reaching new heights of sexual exploration shattered by the cruel machinations of her tormentor.

James met her gaze with a smug, victorious expression, reveling in the knowledge that he held complete dominion over her fragile psyche. Ava was soon to be broken and defeated, a shell of the innocent girl she once was.