On a recent trip to Palm Springs, Ca. my companion and I were ready for sun, relaxation and business. We had read stories about the Mile High Club and had discussed it. I’m 38 years old and it’s one fantasy that
I haven’t experienced…
The flight from Dallas to Palm Springs was on a Saturday night, around 7pm (Pacific Time), and we were ready for cocktails. We were seated at the rear of the plane, with no passengers behind us…except for our gracious gay flight attendant. He served us cocktails, and after looking around the plane, we glanced at each other and decided this was our time! It was dark and we were horny. I’m not sure if it was the cabin pressure or what, but I was cutting glass! My companion leaned over and started giving me head…we had 3 seats to ourselves and were quite comfortable. She had on jeans and cowboy boots, but she slid them down, took them completely off along with her panties. She sat in my lap, reverse cowboy style and went to work. She was so excited at my hardness, and she was sopping wet. I was so scared, I felt like I was fucking a virgin…Mmm.. We had the greatest sex! I came so hard that I almost blew a hole in the fuselage. Wow! Now I am an official member, and I am so proud.

Cheers to the Mile High Club Members,

Frank Harwell