I had just spent the last five months in Hong Kong, Taiwan and Korea. I managed to find a girl in each country, but the Korean girl I saw at the end of the trip left me unsatisfied. After that length of time I was ready to go home and see my family and friends, so I boarded the plane and settled in for the long flight ahead. The plane was quite crowded and I was hoping that the seat next to me would remain empty when a petite oriental girl sat next to me. She gave me an open, friendly smile and we struck up a conversation immediately. It turned out she was a violinist studying in New York and would be staying for at least the next six months. I told her where I had been and explained that I would be connecting in New York on my way home to Toronto. She looked at me and said “That’s too bad because you are very hansome!”. This is a bold statement and my radar went up immediately. We spoke for another hour or so with some subtle sexual innuendo, but we were both tired and agreed to take a nap. I grabbed the blanket and pillows from the overhead, closed the window blind while she lifted the arm between us and leaned against me. It was as though we were old lovers the way she settled into my body and gave me a slight nuzzle. At this point I was seriously hard as she would brush occassionally against my crotch and thighs. Her breathing soon became regular and I thought that perhaps I was overreacting to a very friendly person. I do not know how much later I awoke but she had my stiff cock in her hand and was gently working it. I glanced over at the third seat to see the guy next to her asleep. I then pulled her far leg over mine and moved my left hand down to her crotch, I hiked her skirt up and found her absolutely soaking wet. We worked each other into a slow frenzy for the next twenty minutes or so in which time she shuddered a few times and gave off wimpering animal noises. I begged her to give me some release and she pulled a kleenex from I don’t know where and furiously jacked me off.
We looked at each other and smiled. We wispered how erotic the situation was and both quietly laughed that there was still seven hours left in the flight. We then ate dinner after which the inflight movie started. The plane was virtually dark with many passengers asleep when I suggested we make our way to the back and see if we could slip into a washroom unnoticed. We did so and soon were locked in a deep tounge kiss. I turned her away from me and sat on the toilet seat with my pants down. She mounted me and we ground away for awhile but I could not get the proper angle so she spun around facing me and we tried again. We kissed deeply and the penetration was amazing. I could move her as she was so small, but again I could not get “off” as the angle seemed a bit wrong. I stopped her, stood up and turned her away (facing the toilet) and entered her from behind, about six strokes later I had the best orgasm I ever had then or since. We cleaned each other up and kissed again. We went back to our seats and both fell into a deep sleep. We awoke to the descent into New York. Everything was happening quickly as we filled out our customs cards and they announced that the plane was late and those connecting to other flights had better not delay. I asked for her number in New York (I never got her last name) and she wrote it on my ticket. We soon lost each other in the crowds and I rushed to meet my connecting flight. I later discovered that she wrote her number on my baggage claim stub and I only ended up with the last three digits. I never saw her again, but if she reads this and would like to get in touch please contact this web site for my e-mail address. This was without a doubt the most erotic experience I have ever had!