The Clappening

The Flight

It was 8am when I woke up and I rushed getting all my things ready for my flight. I arrived at the airport, checked in and headed over to security. For some reason the airport was full of women and I wondered if there was some sort of convention I didnt know about. I was taking off my shoes and when I glanced up I saw a nice ass right in my face. I instantly got rock hard. My time came to get scanned and I refused to take off my jacket, afraid the security guard would see my rock hard boner. "Take off your jacket, sir", she said sternly and, as if on cue, my dick got harder . I liked a strong woman who takes charge. Thats what I loved about Deisy. "We need to make sure you dont have any large or suspicious packages underneath", and as i was removing my jacket, she said "Wow. That IS a large package", and winked at me while she said it. I turned red. If I could, I would take her with me and clap those cheeks all day. I collected my things and continued into the airport. I always went in first class on my flights but today I would take economy to scope out all the hot pieces of ass since most of first class was empty all the time. As I was nearing my seats I saw alot of hot women. Some with big tits, small tits, blondes, red headds and hoped I was seated next to one of them but to my luck I was sat next to a man who looked like he pretended to be female online and still lived in his mom's basement. I thought it would be a long flight but to my surprise we got along well and I told him about my journey to forget Deisy. He told me about how he had catfished many people with pictures of blondes with big tits and that one of his victims had paid that trip for him. When we got off the plane we wished each other luck and good wishes. I looked at my surroundings and felt hopeful.