Well, it was a long day for me, as usual. I was in my proper terminal about a half hour before the red-eye was going to take off. Next to me, sat a fairly good looking, 20-ish, female. We sort of struck up a conversation, and boarded the plane. We were flirting big time by the time we reached the plane. It was a pretty empty cabin, and we sat down in a three seat area to continue our conversation. The flight attendant said it was no trouble since the flight was so sparsely occupied. About a half hour into the flight,
we started talking about more interesting things like sex and things we have done before. It had been about two weeks since my last sexual encounter with a girl(ex-that i broke it off with) and i was ready to go. I looked for the signs that she was showing, and they were there. I asked her if she wanted to “fool around” and she said she did definitely. She said not here though, and told me to follow her to the bathroom, as the flight attendants were up front and we were in the back in coach. She left, and I got up about a minute later and joined her in the bathroom. When we got in there, it was a little cramped, but we made do. I sat down on the toilet, and she proceeded to undress me. She gave me a warm-up blow job, and got me rock hard. Then, she took her skirt off, and her panties dropped to the floor like a starting whistle. We had pretty rough sex seeing as though it was so cramped in there, but it was worth it for sure. She came twice, I came last. We left the bathroom, one by one, and took our seats.