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This story was written long before the latest terrorist activity which affected flights to the US. It is not intended to trivialise the serious and vital job that Customs and Immigration officials do at airports. Without their vigilance our freedom to travel where we wish would be severely curtailed. This is just a fantasy and I hope you enjoy, vote and comment.

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The queue in front of Katie inched forward and she sighed with exasperation. The plane had landed over an hour ago and the idea of a comfortable bed and some sleep was all she could think about. She’d heard horror stories about the Immigration control at US airports but the reality was far worse and all she wanted was to remove the high heeled boots that were gradually numbing her feet, take off the tight skirt that had turned out to be a bad idea and collapse into something soft.

Besides, she felt nervous. She’d packed something in her suitcase that even she couldn’t believe she’d brought with her. It had been a joke, a silly gossip over a bottle of wine with her best friend a few nights before her planned business trip to San Francisco and they’d both collapsed into giggles when Katie suggested it.

“My vibrator…you know the one I bought last month?”

Her friend Jilly had nodded before covering her face with her hands in uncontrollable mirth. “Oh, yes! I remember! The one voted the best by Good Housekeeping magazine?”

“That’s the one! Well, I can’t do without it for a week!”

Another giggle and Katie poured out some more wine for her friend. “Shall I take it with me?”

“What? To San Francisco?”

“Mmm, why not? If I hide it in my suitcase it should be OK.”

“You’re mad, Katie! They put every piece of luggage through an X-ray machine!”

“Well, I don’t care…I’m taking it with me. There’s no way I can do without it for that long.”

“Oh, Katie, you might meet someone out there. A gorgeous American…you never know!”

They’d finished the bottle of wine and speculated on whether Katie would receive some good old-fashioned hospitality on the other side of the pond. Going to bed that night Katie spent ages with the vibrator deep inside her, fantasising about some tall guy who would show her a good time.

But now, standing in the queue with her suitcase, she just felt an overwhelming sense of anxiety. The American officials looked stern and serious and she knew that they wouldn’t appreciate a joke. Security was very tight and she swallowed nervously as she inched forward. Several passengers in front of her had been taken out of the queue and the contents of their suitcases were spread out over the tables for all to see. How would she react if she was asked to empty her case?

Before long she had reached the barrier and she noticed a tall Immigrations Officer with dark hair and incredible eyes. He was watching her closely and she felt a shiver of worry run through her, the palms of her hands starting to sweat as he looked over at her. He turned to his colleague and said a few words and then she watched in horror as he walked towards her and motioned for her to put the suitcase on the table.

“Business or pleasure?” he asked as he flipped open the catches.

“Umm, business,” Katie stammered, watching in horror as he started to rifle through her neatly packed clothes.

“What sort of business?”

“Cosmetics,” she answered. “I have my own shop in the UK.”

“Well, welcome to the US,” he said taking out her camera and battery. “Is there anything in here that you wish to tell us about?”

“N-no, I don’t think so,” said Katie in such a quiet voice that he had to lean towards her to hear her. She caught a hint of clean soapy skin and felt his warmth as he bent his head.

“What sort of cosmetics?”

“Just make-up, toiletries, that sort of thing,” she said, wondering why he was taking so much interest in her. “I travel here regularly to keep up to date with new ideas.”

He ignored her and delved more deeply into her case, and she saw how well-shaped his hands were. She always noticed men’s hands and his were strong and tanned. Silently willing him to stop his search, her reaction was one of intense embarrassment when he felt something long and hard hidden in a towel.

He stopped his search and turned to look at her closely. “Are you sure there’s nothing in here you wish to tell me about?”

She looked at him like a rabbit caught in the glare of headlights. “Um, I do have something private and personal, but I wasn’t aware that it was a crime to bring it into the country.”

“Are you going to tell me what it is?” He gazed at her and she could almost sense his amusement as his hand hovered over the rifled clothes. “Or maybe we should go somewhere more private and you can show me?”

Turning crimson she nodded and he stood aside to let her repack her crumpled clothes, her fingers fumbling with the catches of the case as he watched. “Would you like a female official? I’ll go get a colleague if you izmit escort like.”

Katie shook her head. Confessing to him was bad enough, but to have a woman involved as well was more than she could bear.

“Follow me,” he said to her curtly and she gathered up her belongings and followed him into a small office set apart from the main arrivals hall. She noticed how tall he was, how lean and hard his body looked under the uniform. She felt a slight quiver inside at the thought of what she was about to show him and wondered how he would react.

“Coffee?”

She looked at him in surprise noticing a slight smile playing over his even features. He was good-looking and slightly older than her, she guessed, maybe late thirties or early forties with just the slightest smattering of grey running through his thick dark hair.

“Coffee would be good, yes. I feel so tired. It was a long flight.”

She caught a momentary glimpse of sympathy and then he was gone, shutting the heavy door behind him. Katie collapsed onto a hard chair and rubbed her throbbing temples. She could feel a headache starting over her eyes and longed for some peace and quiet. She couldn’t understand why she had been brought in to the small room and could only assume that the sex toy had been picked up on the X-ray machine as her luggage was off-loaded from the plane. Perhaps it looked like a lethal weapon.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps she rose to her feet and opened her case again. Her clothes were in complete disarray and she rummaged through her belongings and removed the towel that she had used to disguise the vibrator. The door opened and the officer stood there with two plastic cups of coffee. He was looking at her with ill-disguised amusement and Katie had a sudden nasty suspicion that she was being made fun of.

“Why am I here?” she demanded, putting her hands on her hips.

“We have reason to believe that you have something in your suitcase that needs further investigation.

“What?”

“Well, that’s what we’re here for – to find out. Now we could, if you’ve changed your mind, return to the public area? Perhaps you could treat all the incoming passengers to a glimpse of your private affairs?”

Katie slumped back against the table and accepted the cup of coffee he was holding out to her. “Do you want me to get everything out?”

“No, allow me.” He grinned and she watched as he carefully removed the towel and unwrapped her favourite sex toy.

“Hmmm,” he announced, turning the machine around and around in his hands. “This looks pretty lethal.”

She had to agree with him. The vibrator was one of the most popular toys on the market, and went by the name of the Ultra Tech Rabbit. Designed to give maximum satisfaction, it certainly lived up to Katie’s expectations and she’d had hours of satisfying pleasure from its revolving head and vibrating rabbit ears.

“Now then, how do I know this isn’t really a well-disguised and dangerous bomb?”

“Does it look like it?” Katie replied, her face glowing with embarrassment. “Have you not seen one of these before?”

He raised his eyebrows in surprise and shook his head. “Nope. I don’t believe I have.”

He ran his long fingers up and down the shaft and Katie shivered as she thought back to where the toy had been not so long ago. Deep inside her as she squirmed and writhed about in bed, the twirling head and pulsating beads driving her to intense spasms of pleasure.

Sensing her thoughts he gazed at her, his hand encircling the realistic rubber head. “Does it have any batteries?”

She nodded and switched the toy on. The head started to twirl in a circular motion while the little compartment of beads jiggled furiously.

“Hmmm, interesting. What else does it do?”

Katie, almost dying of shame, pushed another button and the rabbit ears started vibrating, the noise echoing through the small room.

“What’s that for?”

Katie looked at him in astonishment. Did he really expect her to tell him how the toy worked? “Um, they stimulate…”

His voice dropped slightly and she could feel the tension in the air between them. “Stimulate what?”

Katie looked away. Although a modern girl, she’d never spoken like this to anyone, let alone a stranger who had the power to detain her indefinitely. She just couldn’t bring herself to tell this man what the vibrator was capable of doing. She was too embarrassed.

“Maybe if you can’t tell me, you could show me,” he said, as if reading her thoughts.

They stared at each other and Katie felt a twist of desire deep within her. There was no denying she found him very attractive and his accent was gorgeous, a deep American drawl that she found a complete turn-on. Trying to discard the image of him whispering in her ear as he used the toy on her, she shook her head. “Oh come on, you must know that this is a genuine vibrator? Do I look the sort that would carry a bomb with me?”

“It takes all sorts.” He shrugged and took the machine izmit escort bayan from her. “I might have to confiscate this and keep you here for a couple of days until we check out your background.”

Katie gasped. The business trip was vitally important to her and to be held up like this for no reason was disastrous. “Please…you’ve got to see that it’s genuine. You can’t keep me here, surely?”

He smiled. “I don’t really want to, but I need to know that it’s safe.”

Katie sighed. Wondering if she could lodge an official complaint after the trip, she looked up at him. “What do you want me to do?”

“I’ll show you.” He walked over to the door and locked it, making Katie jump with nerves.

“Why are you locking the door?”

He ignored her and handed her the key. “Trust me. We don’t want anyone walking in on us, do we?”

She looked at the key in her hand and felt another twist of desire shoot through her. He was looking at her intently now, his eyes taking in her smart black business suit, high-heeled boots and long chestnut hair. Working in cosmetics, she always kept herself well-groomed, but in a natural, fresh way, skilfully accentuating her dark brown eyes and creamy skin. The suit she wore was classically fitted and she wore a cream blouse underneath the black jacket.

She could feel her nipples start to harden as he bent towards her and kissed her gently on the lips, the faint trace of coffee still lingering on his tongue. He parted her lips gently whilst at the same time pulling her closer into the circle of his arms. Katie moaned slightly as his tongue probed the inner softness of her mouth and found herself responding. He tasted delicious and she smelt again that faint hint of soap. The kiss turned more passionate as he realised she was as keen as him, his hands stroking her back through the material of her jacket, their warm mouths exploring each other. She, in turn, caressed his back, feeling the muscles beneath his jacket, loving the rough material pressing against her breasts.

He pulled away slightly and unbuttoned her jacket, his hands shaking as he reached inside and stroked her nipples which were clearly visible through the thin material of her blouse. His eyes never left hers as he teased first one, and then the other nipple to full hardness, and she moaned as the feeling shot down to her pussy which was already moist with desire and longing.

Taking the vibrator he switched it on and parted her blouse, rubbing the twirling head over her lacy bra. She put a finger in her mouth and sucked before running it over the rosy peak of her breast, the slippery trail of saliva making it easier for him to massage her skin.

She rubbed her nipples slowly, stopping every now and again to moisten her fingers some more, the toy vibrating against her skin while he stooped to suck on them as well. The sensation of her fingers, the toy and his mouth made her shudder with pleasure and she arched her back and moaned.

He looked up and smiled to see the expression of ecstasy on her face as she gave in to the feelings flooding through her. He helped her take off the blouse and remove her bra and bent to kiss her again, his mouth leaving a warm trail over her skin while his lips sucked and bit gently on her nipples.

“Take off my skirt,” she murmured, hardly believing she was saying such a thing to a complete stranger. He obeyed her, letting it fall to the floor with a rustle of material, exposing her lacy panties and sheer hold-ups. With one movement he lifted her onto the table and spread her legs wide, stroking her mound through the lace and feeling how wet she was already.

She was still wearing her boots and he tugged them off, running his finger along the length of her foot and making her jump slightly. He smiled. “Ticklish?”

She laughed and he dropped the boots onto the floor, bending to kiss her stocking-clad foot. “Let’s get rid of these,” he whispered and rolled them down her legs, making her shiver as the cool air hit her bare skin. With the hold-ups removed, he kissed each foot in turn and then worked his way up her calves, his mouth warm on her skin. Katie revelled in the sensation of his lips on her legs, knowing that he was making his way up to her waiting pussy which ached for his tongue and lips.

“Take your toy,” he said between kisses, “and play with it for me.”

She did as he asked, switching the machine on to its lowest setting and holding the revolving head against her panties, feeling the wet material stick to her lips.

“Take my panties off,” she moaned as he reached her inner thighs, goose bumps covering her skin while he drew little patterns with his tongue, every inch of her creamy legs thoroughly kissed and licked.

Raising her bottom from the table he slid her knickers down her legs and she was suddenly completely exposed, her legs wide open and allowing him total access. The fact that he was still dressed made her even wetter – she felt completely in his control izmit sınırsız escort but it was a feeling she relished.

“I need to see that machine working now,” he said, taking it from her and increasing the speed of the head. “I want to see what it’s designed to do.”

She nodded and closed her eyes as he held the machine against her soaked pussy lips. Spreading the wetness over the tip of the toy he gently inserted it into her opening, loving how the head spread her pink lips wide for him.

He heard her groan and pushed a little more, the very tip disappearing inside her. She reached down and parted her folds for him as he slowly inserted the toy into her most private depths, the beads jiggling madly and giving Katie even more pleasure.

“Ohh, God, that feels good,” she moaned as he pushed the button that activated the vibrating ears. They sprung into action and he positioned them on her clit which immediately swelled as the stimulation began.

The toy was almost all the way inside her now and she felt incredibly satisfied by the size. Rubbing a nipple, she gasped as he began to thrust the toy in and out, making sure that the ears were still vibrating against her clitoris.

“Feel good?” he asked as he watched her face, knowing exactly how much pleasure he was giving her by her closed eyes and parted mouth.

“Oh yes,” she replied, opening her legs wider, feeling so exposed but loving the attention she was receiving from him. She could tell he was enjoying it too, and wanted so much to stroke the bulge she could see straining against his trousers, but he gently removed her hand whenever it strayed too near and replaced it back on her breasts.

He continued to push the toy in and out, every now and again increasing the speed of the twirling head and varying the movements of the vibrating ears to give her different sensations on her clitoris. She moaned and squirmed on the hard table, her hips moving from side to side as he worked on her. Turning the control of the ears to an intermittent throb, he timed his thrusts with the vibrations, causing Katie to moan out loud as she felt her orgasm grow and build within her. Knowing how close she was, he bent and kissed her nipples, sucking on them hard as she grasped his head and pulled him closer to her.

“Please kiss me…” she moaned and his mouth found hers, clamping down on her lips, tasting her and loving the heat emanating from her body.

“Don’t stop, please,” she pleaded as he flicked the control again to give Katie a long and sustained vibration on the rabbit ears. “I need it hard now… oh!”

Her eyes flew open and she looked at him as the first wave of her orgasm hit her. Wanting to scream out, but remembering where she was, she moaned into his neck, his movements carrying her through to a shuddering climax, tiny flashes of light firing off in her head as her hips bucked and she grabbed at him to hold him tight.

Pulling the toy out from her wet pussy, he drew a chair up to the table and gently kissed her swollen lips. “Just relax,” he murmured as his tongue lapped at her juices. “Let me bring you down slowly.”

She relaxed and lay back on the table as he cleaned her up, her juices tasting delicious. She was so wet and he carefully worked his tongue all around her folds, sending more shudders of pleasure through her as he concentrated his attention on her soft skin.

“Oh that feels so good,” she moaned, her fingers straying down to the hard nub of her clitoris which was throbbing from the stimulation it had received.

“Come for me again,” he murmured and she felt his tongue probe deeper inside her, his breath warm against her skin, his teeth grazing her clitoris and competing with her hands to increase her enjoyment.

“I want you to come as well,” she said, sitting up and looking at him.

“No, little one,” he replied, stroking her thighs with practised hands. “This is all for you. My special welcome for a friendly stranger.”

Katie lay back and gave in to the pleasure again. This time he brought her to orgasm with his fingers and tongue, exploring her innermost depths, spreading her lips wide and licking every inch of skin. She had never experienced anything like it before. Previous boyfriends were content to do a spot of groping before penetrating her and the sex was over quickly.

With the American’s skilful touch she moaned and shuddered as he took her to new heights and she forgot where she was, feeling only his touch on her and his lips loving her body like never before.

When she eventually came down from her high he held her close and they kissed long and deeply. She was still shaking from the sensations inside her and felt slightly dizzy as he held her.

“Do you feel OK?”

“Just a bit shaken. I’m fine,” she replied looking around for her clothes. Sensing her growing awkwardness he helped her to dress and then lifted her down onto the floor.

“You look beautiful,” he said kissing her on the cheek and picking up the vibrator. “I think this is safe.”

She laughed, but then her face turned serious. “I might have to report this.”

His eyes widened as he stared at her. “Are you serious?”

She nodded. “Yes. I think your superiors should know what we’ve been doing.”

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