Sex onn the plane
I was waiting at the Heathrow International Airport to
catch a flight to New York. I was tired as I had been travelling
from India and this was another leg before I finally get
home to Boston. I could not get a direct flight from Heathrow
to Boston. I saw among the huge crowd of travellers a rather
pretty woman looking at me and when she saw me noticing her,
she smiled. I did to and after about a few minutes, she came
and sat next to me. I said hello and asked her if she was going
to New York or further. She replied that she going onto Washington,
DC. She told me that she had just married an Indian in India
and that she was returning before her husband as she had
to get back to work but her husband being a doctor, had taken
an extra week off and was returning the following week.
She further explained how interesting the Indian culture
was and that she loved the food etc. I took this to be interesting
but was too tired to really show an excitement. She then
asked me where I was sitting - I showed her my boarding pass
and she said, Wow!, I am one row on front of you and on seat
accross - maybe I can switch with the person next to you and
we can talk. I said great (even though I didn't think
so). We boarded and she managed to fenagle her way with the
other passenger and we were together. She talked about
everything under the sun and often leaned into me and brushed
my arm with a full heavy firm breast. Now I was not tired any
more but getting kinda alert. I had been away for two weeks
and didn't have any sex so needless to say I was horny.
They served us food as soon as we leveled off and proceeded
after that to show a movie. People started to settle in with
their blankets ad we did too. The flight attendants closed
all the windows and it got pretty dark and soothing with
the movie on. She put her blanket so it went over mine and
leaned over to me and rested her shoulder against mine and
was watching the movie. I felt her hand against my thigh
- but thought, she didn't really realize she was touching
me. That was the most ridiculous thought as she new she was
touching me for sure. My cok began to stir. Then she moved
her palm rhythmically and I know I could take it one step
further. I couldn't believe that this pretty mousy
blonde had just gotten married and was looking to fuck around.
I put my hand on her thich and gently pulled her skirt up and
then massaged her bare thigh. I came closer and closer to
her crotch but avoided contact - just tracing her high french
cut panties now and then. She wriggled to give me access
but I ignored her. I tormented her almost touching her cunt
from outside her panties and then really not doing so. She
was frantic and needed contact. She started to rub my cock
through my pants. I kept the pressure up and then suddenly
I slid my fingers into the side of her panties and invaded
her cunt in one clean motion sideway. She gasped, bit her
lip and convulsed and shuddered and shook. The anticipation
made her come almost before I touched her. I planned it that
way. She wet the whole seat, I'm sure. We were in a 747
and there were people all around so we could not really do
too much. I told her that she could not make me cum as I would
have a bucket load and it would be too messy to clean up. She
asked me to go to the lavatory with her. I got up and went to
the lavatory. She sneakily followed after a short spell
so as not to arouse suspicion. She knocked and I opened the
door and let her in. I don't want to explain the size
of the Lavatory, but I asked her to raise her full skirt above
her wasit and drop her peach colored yummy panties and kneel
on the toilet on one knee. I stood behing her and rubbed my
not harder that hardwood cock in the 1 inch area between
her asshole and her quim (pussy). I teased her till she was
frantic again not fucking her pussy or her asshole - in fact
avoiding those two extremely erogenous zones till she
was shaking. I them fucked her with a frenzy till I shot gobs
of cum into her pussy. We cleaned up and left the lav.
I keep in touch with her to this day
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