Petite MILF Goes on Vacation Ch. 01

As Kate walked through the airport, she couldn't help but feel a sense of both nervousness and excitement. She was headed to meet her husband in Mexico for a long weekend. Her husband, Dave, had left a few days before for work and she was arriving Thursday for a short vacation once his meeting were done.

She traveled frequently in the US and abroad, but flying internationally by herself to Mexico and then making her way alone to the hotel made her a little nervous. Nonetheless, she was excited to get out of the cold and snowy January weather and sun herself in a bikini at a pool.

Further, she was always a bit paranoid about getting held up by security and missing her flight and today was no exception. She had packed only a carry-on bag to make sure she had as few hassled as possible. Since it was only a four-day trip, she had borrowed a bag from her 17 year old son that was the right size for what she thought were just the essentials, but now she was second-guessing herself.

Should she have brought more than a few sundresses, bikinis, her sexiest underwear (not her favorites, but certainly Dave's favorites) and toiletries and checked a bag? Oh, well - she could buy some cute new outfits there if she needed anything else.

Having jumped the line with TSA Pre-check and Clear, She made her way to the front of the security checkpoint line thinking it wouldn't be long until she would be settled into her first class seat sipping champagne.

Kate placed her bag on the conveyor belt and shoved it forward and then waited her turn to step into the full body scanner. When it was her turn, she put her little feet onto the painted foot prints in the circular plexiglass scanner. At 5' 1" and only about 100lbs, she was petite and beautiful and looked tiny in the scanner. She put her hands on her head and stood spread eagle with her tiny little boobs poking out from her tight, thin, light pink cashmere sweater.

With her hands laced above her head, the bottom of her sweater lifted up exposing a little skin above the waistband of her tight, white jean leggings, which hugged her tight little legs and ass.

Kate thought about how exposed these things made you feel and was wondering what the TSA agents could actually see on the scanner. Could they tell she wasn't wearing a bra, she wondered? With her little boobs, a bra wasn't always necessary and Kate often went without.

The scanner spun around her and she was told to step out on the other side. Kate walked up to the conveyor belt and saw her son's bright blue Patagonia bag begin emerging from the bag scanning tunnel. She was about to grab the bag when the conveyor belt stopped and reversed, pulling the bag back into the tunnel.

She saw one of the TSA agents waving over a colleague. Kate furrowed her brow, put her hands on her hips and wondered what this was about.

The agents leaned into the screen and grinned - one of them nudged the other. The taller one looked over and asked her to step aside and follow him to the end of the line to open her bag. He carried the bag and dropped it on a table.

Kate complied, feeling her heart beating faster with each passing moment but at the same time thinking what a waste of time, what could she possibly have?Kate unzipped the bag and the agent began to rummage through her bag, pulling out items and examining them closely.

As he reached the bottom of the bag, he unzipped an inner pouch and he pulled out a small, plastic and metal pipe. "Ma'am, what is this?" the agent asked, holding up what was obviously her son's marijuana pipe.

"I'm going to fucking kill him," she thought.

Kate's heart was pounding and her cheeks were getting hot as she realized what she was going to have to deal with.

"It's not mine, I borrowed the bag, I'm just trying to go see my husband in Mexico for a long weekend and I don't want to miss the flight for something I swear is not mine!" she said, trying to sound apologetic and pleading at the same time, but the agent was not convinced. He twisted the small pipe and sniffed it.

"Ma'am, this contains marijuana," the agent said.

Kate's mind raced as she tried to come up with an excuse, but she knew it was futile, they wouldn't believe her and she had been caught red-handed and her family's name was on an embroidered luggage name tag. Would she get her son in trouble with the law if she told the truth and said it was his?

The agent called for backup and before Kate knew it, she was being led away with one agent holding her upper arm. She was told she would be charged with possession of a controlled substance, and that she could forget about her flight.

Kate couldn't believe what was happening. She had never been in trouble with the law before, and now she was facing serious charges. She knew her life would never be the same again and her only way out would get her son in trouble right when he was applying to colleges!

As she was taken away, she couldn't help but think about how one foolish decision to borrow a smaller bag can change everything. Was she going to face actual consequences? Was her son? She had to protect him, but she didn't want to go to jail either!

Kate realized that with Dave out of country, she had no one to call and come get her if she got arrested. Oh, God!

The two male TSA agents led her down a long hallway with a number of rooms on either side and ended up outside a metal door at the very end. One of them unlocked the door with a key from a lanyard full of keys while one continued to grip her arm. Both agents looked back down the hallway which was empty except for the distant sound of PA system announcing flights being boarded.

They ushered her into a well-lit room with gray vinyl floors, white walls, a desk, and a waist-high stainless steal gurney.

"OK, Ma'am, stand on that white line in the middle of the room and turn around and face us."

Kate heard the door slam shut and the lock latch loudly behind her as she stepped forward and on the line painted on the floor.

"We have you in possession of illegal narcotics boarding an international flight to a country whom we are pressuring not so send drugs over the boarder to us and we catch you bringing it to them! Do you know how bad this is? This requires further investigation and escalation since this becomes a potential international smuggling charge as well as possession."

Kate pleaded, "Oh, come on! What is this? I don't understand - it's just a marijuana pipe - are there drugs even in it? Can't we do this quickly so I don't miss this flight?"

"Sounds like she admits it's hers now, Gene. Put it in the record that the suspected smuggler stopped denying it was someone else's bag," said the agent.

"I'm not smuggling! I haven't done anything wrong. I'm just a mom going on vacation. I didn't know that was in there - I don't even do drugs! I can prove it to you, I'll take a drug test, you can call my boss or friends. What are you planning to do?"

The TSA agent closest to her stood with his arms crossed looking down at her in his blue uniform and said, "I'm not at liberty to say at this time, but we will be detaining you in this private screening area until we are satisfied you aren't involved in trafficking as a drug mule."

The other agent stepped forward in line with the other one and said, "We'll do our best to expedite the process, but if you're not compliant, I guarantee you we will be here a VERY long time that will end with you in cuffs and agents on their way to investigate your family."

"Alright, I understand. I'll do whatever you ask, but I want to speak to a lawyer," said Kate.

The TSA agent said, "You have the right to legal representation, and we can make arrangements for you to speak with an attorney.....or maybe we get this settled to our satisfaction without anyone else ever knowing you travel with drugs."

Kate's eyes flashed back and forth between the two sets of eyes looking down at her and started to realize these apes held the cards. "Fine, what do you want?"

"We need to perform a full body cavity search to make certain you aren't a drug mule. If we don't find anything, then you get to go on like nothing happened and you might even make your flight. Now, you can start by completely disrobing."

Kate, having processed the situation and finding no way out started by pulling her tight sweater over her head and putting it on the floor. She looked up at the agents with the cold air hitting her little dark nipples and they started to tighten. One agent simply pointed with his index finger towards the floor, implying she should pull down her pants.

Kate stepped out of her black sandals and undid the button of her pure white jeans and pulled them down and off her ankles. Standing there in her lacy Cosabella panties, she could almost feel the agents' eyes burning through the thin fabric barely covering her crotch revealing her professional wax job.

Kate sighed, hooked her thumbs under her panties, and pulled them off. Now standing completely naked in front of these two strange men in uniform, Kate began feeling a little tingling in her totally pussy as the nerves in her stomach flipped and goose bumps ran up and down her limbs.

The taller agent went around to the desk drawer and pulled out a box of latex gloves and a jar of Vaseline. Both agents snapped the gloves on.

"Lace your fingers behind your head and keep your toes on the line."

Kate complied by putting her hands behind her head of short brown hair and looked straight ahead as the TSA agent stepped forward and ran his hands down her arms, across her breasts while rubbing her nipples with both thumbs as he knelt down - almost level with her bare pussy - and then ran his hands down her tummy, over her pussy lips and down her legs to her feet.

He breathed in the scent of her warm crotch and said, "turn around."

Kate turned around and her ass was in his face. He pulled her legs further apart and ran his hands up the backside of her legs until he got to her ass cheeks where he pulled them apart, exposing her little puckered anus to the cold air.

She heard the sound of a smartphone snapping pictures as the agent rubbed the outside of her anus before standing up and feeling all the way up her back.

She heard some shuffling behind her and the jar of Vaseline being opened. "Bend over, Kate, and pull your ass cheeks apart."

Kate bent over at the waist, reached behind her and pulled her own ass cheeks apart with her manicured fingers. Soon she felt two cold, Vaseline-covered fingers rubbing her tiny asshole. Slowly, he began inserting his index finger into her ass, trying to press past her right ring that she was desperately trying to tighten shut. He smacked her ass with his other hand and said, "Don't fight it. Relax your asshole."

Kate unclenched her sphincter and he inserted his finger in well-passed his knuckle and began twirling it around her warm, soft, inside back passage.

He slowly began withdrawing his finger and almost had it out when he pushed it back in and out a few times, making Kate rock back in forth as it slid along the sides of her tight hole. He pulled it out and her ass felt suddenly empty.

"Sit up on the table facing us."

Kate backed up and hoped up onto the cold metal gurney and slid back until her back hit the part of the bed that was at a 45 degree angle and leaned back.

"Put your feet up on the table and pull your knees all the way apart," one of the agents said.

Kate complied and exposed her bare vagina to the bright light of the room and the two sets of eyes taking in her nakedness. The short one was snapping pictures of her whole body and face laying nude and prone on the table exposing every private inch of her body.

Both agents moved forward on either side of her. Each had a hand rubbing her chest with slippery rubbery gloves while they explored her stomach, insider her thighs, and pussy region. They were then pulling her lips apart and inserting and rubbing.

After they continued to rub around her vagina and clit while pulling fingers in and out of her, she began feeling an orgasm beginning and her hips started to betray her by imperceptibly rocking back and forth. She tried to make it less obvious, but instinctively thrust her pussy forward as one set of two fingers suddenly went deep into her and did a slow 'come hither' finger curl inside her pussy as his thumb rubbed her clit.

Kate found herself pulling her own knees further apart as she bit her lip and put her head back as her orgasm was slowly building.

"You're loving being this exposed, aren't you, Kate? You want me to give you an orgasm, don't you? Get a video of this hot MILF fucking my fingers."

Kate wouldn't let her self answer, but closed her eyes, tried to forget how she got into this situation and focused on the wave of pleasure building in her vagina.

The one videoing unbuckled his pants, pulled out his hard unit, and took one her hands away from her knees and put it on his shaft. She grabbed it and pulled a bit, not fighting it. He placed a glob of Vaseline on her hand and dick and she began stroking him.

The one working her pussy stopped to pull his pants down and moved between her legs. Her pussy was well-lubed with Vaseline and her natural self. Kate felt the tip of his cock pressing on her lips as it slid towards her hole. Her mind started to race. She hated them, yet her body badly wanted a cock in her to make her cum. She couldn't let a strange man fuck her, yet she found herself trying to help his cock to enter her.

He thrust his 9 inch dick deep into her pussy and began thrusting slowly in and out and while running her clit with his thumb. Kate continued to jerk off the other agent almost without thinking as she quietly moaned as her orgasm built.

Soon the stranger fucking her tiny, married and unprotected pussy began to pump faster and Kate leaned forward pulled him into her as he began cumming in her pussy. She felt him shooting loads in her and she pursed her lips as she climaxed too. The agent she was jerking off began shooting loads on her belly as she milked him to a twitching completion.

With everyone breathing hard and spent, the agent pulled his dick slowly out of her as she released the other agent's cock. Cum leaked from her used pussy and shined on her taught tummy.

She lay there naked as the one continued videoing asked her, "You liked that did it you? Say it."

Kate said, "Yes. Yes, I liked it."

As the TSA agents buckled their pants, one bent over, picked up her panties, sniffed the crotch deeply, and put them in his pants pocket. "I'm keeping your panties, Kate, so I can smell your little pussy whenever I want."

Kate climbed off the table with wobbly legs and bent over to get her pants. As she did this the agent with the camera filmed a close-up from behind of her asshole and cum-dripping pussy.

"Well Kate, we didn't find any contraband on or in you, so let's get you to your gate; I think you'll make your flight. But don't forget, we have all the pictures and videos of you fucking us voluntarily and will be happy to post them all over the internet along with your passport photo if you decide to tell anyone."

Kate pulled on her pants, buttoning up the jeans over her bare pussy. She wiped her hands and belly before pulling her sweater on.

The agents called for an electric cart that whisked her to the flight just in time. Kate hustled as best she could down the jetway feeling freshly fucked and leaking a stranger's cum.

She found her first class seat and quickly crossed her legs so no one would see the damp patch forming on the crotch of her pants. The flight attendant brought her champagne and said, "Off for a little adventure in the sun?"

"A little less adventure would be good," said Kate.

End of Part 1