Solo Flight (Part 5)

Tracy was first. With the long cigar dangling from her pouting lips she began to gyrate her hips seductively, as if she were a stripper. "Hey there, big boy", she cooed, "How'd you like to fuck me? Hmmm? Stud?" She began to massage her enormous tits as she continued her sexy dance. The others joined in, and soon they were all puffing madly on their cigars. Joe tried to control himself, but even when he closed his eyes, he could still hear their sexy voices, urging him to get hard. Finally, he was no longer able to stop his erection and his cock sprung into the ember of the cigar. His screams and the smell of burning flesh were too much for the girls. Simultaneously, they grabbed their huge dildos and plunged them deep into their steaming, wet cunts. The more Joe screamed, they hornier they got and the more frantic their smoking became. Though the skin on his cock had begun to peel and blister, his hardon would not subside. Harder and faster the women mashed the rubber cocks into their wet holes, as they delighted in his misery. "That moaning is really pissing me off!" cried Tina. She took her strap-on and shoved it into Joe's mouth, attaching it around his head. "Much better!" she squealed as she touched the lit end of her cigar to his exposed nipple. Joe's muffled reaction only caused the girls to become even more aroused, and puff even harder on their giant stogies. An instant later, as his singed cock burst into flame, all four women reached unparalleled orgasms. For what seemed like hours, wave after wave of intense pleasure cascaded throughout their bodies, which still lurched uncontrollably with aftershocks of gratification.

Then, in a final act of depravity, Tina took a knife and sliced off Joe's shriveled manhood. "I'm sorry, Mr. Preston, the only meal we have left is a hotdog - and a tiny one at that!" The women laughed hysterically as Tina force-fed Joe his own cock, then shoved a dildo into the bloodied stump that remained where his cock once was. The terror in Joe's eyes had them reaching for their engorged clits once more. Tina released Joe from the bonds that held him in place, and he toppled to the floor. "What a disgusting mess you are, you filthy pig!" she sneered. "Clean yourself up, whore!" As he crawled to the head, the women followed, strutting seductively with their hands placed arrogantly on their hips and the ever-present cigars dangling from their cruel lips. The toilet in the head was much larger than those normally found on airplanes. Floating in the toilet bowl were several large coils of shit. The women all butted their cigars out on Joe's ass and tossed the butts into the toilet. Tina's booted heel forced Joe's head into the toilet. "Eat it up, cunt! Eat every last morsel!" Joe fought every urge he had to vomit, since he dared not even think of the consequences of doing that, and choked down every butt and every log. "Would you look at this!" mumbled Tina, "Someone used the toilet and forgot to flush!" With one swift motion she pulled the lever to initiate the vacuum as the others fed Joe's body into the bowl. In an instant he was gone. Calmly, Tina turned to her cohorts and grinned. They lit fresh cigars and laughed. What would the next flight bring?