A Flight To Paradise (A his and hers chronicle of joining the MHC!)

Christine’s story…
I was not sure how we’d do it in an airplane lavatory, but somehow we did… This is how it happened.

After a hot and heavy evening of sexually pleasing each other (we had not touched each other for weeks) we were off to the airport, and first class, the next morning, without our spouses, for the 5 hour flight to Utah.

I wore a skirt and tights so I would be quite accessible for Fred to finger me during the flight. Sometimes he has 3 fingers inside me and, oooooh, he feels so good.

I visited the lav several times because: #1, I was drinking lots of water and, #2, I wanted to scope out the bathroom for our rendezvous. I brought my foldable scissors with me, thinking that Fred could just cut my crotch out of my tights, and then cut my panties off, but when I thought about it further, I knew that would take too much time. I knew I didn’t like to wait too long to use the lav on a plane so was careful to think of others who might be waiting to pee. In order to shorten our time in there, I just cut the crotch out myself. It felt so cool.

As soon as I returned to my seat I told Fred what I had done, he immediately wanted to finger me and I was already wet knowing that he would want to do just that. I covered myself with a blanket and we did the best we could.

Finally, we met in the lav. It was so hot in there! Fred dropped his pants I sucked his cock. I love to suck his cock and this always makes my nipples very hard. Fred is a “nipple man” and I oblige him willingly. We did this for a minute, then we were ready and his cock slid right inside me. I held the handle on the wall and wished there was another one opposite to hold, but, alas, I must wait for the new lavs in the next generation of planes to add that feature.

I was so hot — on 767’s there is central air conditioning so there was not an individual air conditioning nozzle in the lav….. they do have them on the 757’s….. Fred rose to the occasion and came very easily — I was sweating and then got a bit nervous about being in there. I was glad that he came…. I don’t have orgasms too often, mostly they occur when Fred writes to me in instant messenger on the computer. They’re the best orgasms I ever have!

Fred’s story…

Christine and I were planning on a clandestine weekend away from our spouses. She was flying to Utah. I don’t ski, but I was going along to be with her for the weekend. Christine is very cute, a few years younger than me – with the most beautiful blue eyes.

We planned this weekend months and months in advance… the suspense was building to a monster level. We met at the airport hotel the night before our morning plane to enjoy a dinner together and some pre-trip fooling around. We had a great evening.

In the morning we awoke to light snow in Boston and the outlook of an exciting day. We had read many of the stories on milehighclub.com and had worked out what we would wear to make our liaison go as smoothly as possible. (More later on this.)

We got the hotel shuttle to the terminal, checked in and went to the gate. We were flying first class so we knew we’d have plenty of room to relax – the excitement was even stronger once we got to the gate.

We took our seats and began to plan our best approach to using the lavatory during the flight. We decided to wait for the movie to begin, figuring that this would be the period of least activity in the cabin. It seemed an interminable time for the crew to complete the drink and food service and start the movie. During our wait Christine and I kissed and cuddled as best we could. There was even a point where she put a blanket on her lap and hiked up her skirt. She had previously gone to the lavatory to scope it out and had cut out the crotch of her panty hose. I soon had my finger caressing her crotch. I could feel her wetness on my fingers. I moved her panties aside and inserted my finger inside her. Christine was very wet. She began to squirm from my fingerly ministrations.

We soon had to stop lest we get totally out of control. In a while the crew began to play the movie. Neither of us were interested in this screen gem. We had our minds on our own feature presentation. We agreed that she would go to the lavatory first and in a minute or two I would come to the door and offer our secret knock. Christine got up and slid across my lap to the aisle and proceeded to the lav. In a minute I got up and followed her. I waited a few seconds (it seemed like hours) and knocked on the door. Christine unlatched it and I went in.

It was small, but I could see that it would work out. I hadn’t put on any underwear that morning at the hotel, so I was nearly ready. We began to hug and kiss – always one of our favorite things. We were both so hot that we were ready to do a lot more in just a couple of minutes. I fondled her breasts through her blouse and then reached up underneath and began massaging her nipples… I love her nipples. They were extremely hard and standing out for my eager lips. So, I sucked them.

In another minute I undid my pants and dropped them. Christine bent down and began sucking me – I was, of course, already very hard in anticipation. Christine loves to suck my cock as much as I love to suck her nipples and her cunt. Things were going along as these things do and we decided that we had to have me inside her.

I sat on the toilet with the seat cover down and Christine straddled my lap. My cock went up into her so easily. She began sliding up and down on me. The feeling was exquisite. Even though we had done it in many more comfortable places, none was more exciting! In a few minutes, we were jerking up and down together.

It was one of the best orgasms of my life. Afterward, we stood up and began straightening our clothes. I exited the lav first, closing the door behind me. I heard the sound of the lock. I looked around at the magazines in the rack, trying to look nonchalant. Although none of the passengers were waiting in line (our choice of timing was correct), one of the crew members was sitting in the pulldown seat just outside the lav. I knew that she knew what was going on… but she didn’t say or do anything.

I returned to our seats and sat down. In a few seconds Christine returned and took her seat next to me. We sat and cuddled (as best we could) and talked and thought about what we had just done for the rest of the flight. When we landed and got off the plane, no one gave any indication that they noticed what we had been doing.

As a postscript we got our rental car and Christine sucked me as we drove down the highway. Whew!!!

I’ll never forget that trip!