Trickery – Horny Drone Pilot Tricks Hot Babe Into Sex
Title: “Drone Controlled Desires”
The sun-kissed pool water glistened, reflecting the bright blue sky above. Curvy, sunbathing Lila stretched out on her lounger, her barely-there, shimmering bikini struggling to contain her ripe, 18-year-old body. Her ample cleavage threatened to spill from the skimpy top at any moment, while the string-tied bottoms left little to the imagination, hugging the pronounced curves of her taut, tan buttocks.
Lost in a guilty, forbidden fantasy, Lila daydreamed about the hot, mysterious pilot who had secretly watched her through the lens of his high-tech drone. Little did she know, that very same man now hovered high above, his eyes glued to the live video feed of her lush figure on his remote screen. His finger twitched, giving the drone a sudden lurch, causing Lila to jolt alert.
“Geeze!” Lila exclaimed, her hand flying up to clutch at her chest over her bikini top, which had slipped dangerously low, revealing the creamy flesh of her izabella den kin. She glared upwards, but the clear sky showed no sign of a plane or helicopter. “Probably just a bird,” she muttered, settling back against the cushioned lounger.
Unbeknownst to the curvaceous teen, the drone expertly flew itself, its pre-programmed mission absolutely clear. The sly pilot watched in glee as the craft positioned itself directly over Lila’s prone form, the camera zooming in for a blissfully unaware close-up. Lila sighed, her eyes fluttering shut, as she tried to relax.
Suddenly, a shadow passed over her, and Lila startled. What she saw hanging directly over her nearly made Lila laugh – a small, toy-like drone, its whirling blades perfectly keeping it airborne. It looked like something out of trOn, she thought. Surely, no pilot in his right mind would send this flying over someone sunbathing without voicing his intentions.
Undeterred, Lila smiled playfully and gave a little wave to the strange flying machine before settling back down, flattened under its gaze. What amuses the plot off, ela mused, celebrating her entertaining end without a synced response.
Men, she thought. Always looking for a thrill.
Curious, Lila propped herself up on one arm and watched expectantly as the remote-controlled intruder hovered, scanning her sun-warmed skin. Suddenly, the drone banked, heading towards the house. Lila’s eyes narrowed. The cheeky little thing…
Lila jumped up, racing inside, her bare feet slapping against the warm hardwood. She nearly skidded around the corner to the kitchen to spot the drone cue through an open window and hover over the tiled countertop. What did the crafty little fiend want?
Seizing the opportunity, the drone operator set his phone down, ready to capture the show. As Lila approached the window, the drone stuttered, pivoting towards her bikini-clad backside. Startled, Lila spun around, covering her scantily-clad ass. Her eyes narrowed with suspicion, a stray beam of light dancing over her coffee complexion.
Lila’s lips pursed, her eyes widening. Not just any plane, a drone! Now the sneaky little machine, the cursed thing! Lila crossed her arms, unintentionally pushing her breasts up in a pillow soft swelling. “Your drone has captured your attention, somewhere low.”
Unbeknownst to Lila, the craft’s video camera was relaying details of her form directly to a waiting monitor. The computer further animated her reaction and sent the information back to the drone, automating its reaction!
The drone paused, as if considering her accusation before darting back outside and circling the house. Lila shook her head. “A flush of interest, apparently!” she called after the receding whirr.
Peering out a side window, Lila caught sight of the drone hovering over the small courtyard in her backyard. Perfect! She thought to herself.
Lila returned to her lounger but, as to be expected, could not rest. She watched the drone with beady eyes, flying around above the kicking girl, baiting Lila further into submission to his desires!
The object’s “voice” returned to frame the point Lila missed amid flirting with the young teen. The craft was curious… Lila bit her lip. A yearning for every inch of her body was impossible to ignore!
Lila felt a twitch amidst the nest of salaciousness in her underwear. “Relax,” she said. “You’re not completely bent over your lack of shame!”
During the lull, the drone zipped low, passing just over Lila’s swimwear entrapment – that damnable drone had followed her! “What the fuck?” she shouted, bolting from her lounger. The whirring sound of the drone’s propellers faded away as Lila frantically tried to cover herself. “Get out of here, you little pervert!”
