On the way back from that tropical island I was horny like a bitch in heat. I wondered if was just the water we had been enjoying or if it was something more. Yeah I got to fuck some very hot island man but at the same time it wasn’t as good as I had hoped it would be. Size wasn’t the issue however. The five men I fucked during the three days I was there had huge fat cunt hungry cocks. Sadly they didn’t have tongues to match.
So now I sit in couch on a plan , my pussy begging to be licked and my mouth begging to suck a mans cock until his cum rushes down my throat making it difficult for me to not swallow every drop I can.
I think someone was reading my mind; just then a tall white man walks past and smiles at me sweetly. He walks to the end of the plane then comes back around and our eyes meet again. “ Hi. It seems I am assigned to this set.” He smiled flashing me an amazing pair of bright white prefect teeth. I blushed and rushed to move my bag silently praying that he wasn’t guy or married or wasn’t the type of man that will just talk my ear off the whole 10 hour flight.
I was wrong about everything it seemed. He didn’t talk to me at all for the first 2 hours of the flight. Instead he took out his laptop and began to play online poker while I grabbed my e book reader and caught up on a romance novel I hadn’t finished reading for the last two months.
I must have drifted to sleep , as I opened my eyes to the bright airplane light , I noticed I was leaning on his shoulder. “ I didn’t want to wake you.” He whispered and placed his chin onto my forehead sweetly. “ You looked really tired.” I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and looked at the smiling man next to me.
We began to actually talk and discovered that he had a lot of things in common. We both enjoyed reading books that taught something. We both were born in DC but moved away the moment our parents said we could. We both were single because of choice and due to lovers who weren’t interested in committing because it might ruin their clubbing plans.
We were still talking and laughing at each other stories as the plan went to sleep around us. I looked at him and raised my eyebrows. “ Have you ever joined the mile high club?” I asked. His mouth opened wide in shock. He shock is head softly. “ If I were to join it would have to be with you, Jessica.” He said leaning forward.
We finally started to kiss, keeping our moans quiet while our hands explored each others body. His chest seemed to be made out of marble, with well scrupled abs and a flat stomach he could have been a model into of a marketing rep for a cupcake maker.
His hands soon fall to my breast, his fingers rubbed over each nipple until they started to point out from my shirt. We both didn’t really care who was watching at this point instead we cared more about giving each other some kind of pleasure.
My pussy was hot and needy. I knew he could tell as he moved down from my breast to touch onto my skirt. I wondered if he would just finger me. He broke the kiss and opened his eyes looking into mine he said “ I want to taste you.” his words were lust filled and I nodded in approval. I removed my panties from underneath my skirt and quickly placed them into my bag to the side of me.
He got onto his knees between the chair in front of me. I was a snug fit but somehow he was able to sit in just right way and be able to lick my clit. I hummed to myself and used the pillow to muffle the sounds of my orgasm as I felt him tongue me into cumming inside his mouth.
He came up only a few minutes later and we shared a kiss. I loved a man who didn’t mind kissing after oral sex. I winked at him and kissed him deeper while my hands reached his crotch and started to pull out his penis.
We placed a blanket over his lap and I lend forward so that me head covered him up quickly. I placed my mouth over him as he covered my body with a blanket. I licked away the drop of precum and moved my head up and down slowly sucking and licking him as soft as I could. He hummed to himself in approval to the pleasure I was giving him. Then with a muffled groan into the same pillow I used his cum shot into my mouth in three heavy squirts. I swallowed it down with pride and removed the blanket from my head.
We kissed again and cuddled as we came back from our massive orgasms while inside a crowded airplane. “ I want to taste you again.” He said leaning forward to kiss me and rub my breast again. We each came about three times during the reminder of the flight. I had fresh cum breath when we finally walked out of the airplane. “ How long will you be in town?” He asked because I was just here from work while he lived in Chicago., I lived all the way in Oregon. “ About a week. Want to see me again ?” I asked. He nodded his head and handed me his card. I took it but had no intention of actually calling him. An airplane fling was just an airplane fling, there was no point in putting more drama into my life. - 1005 words
Sweet, Mile high club…