Airline:
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From: USA To: England
Time: Evening
Aircraft: Not Sure
Location: Aisle Seat
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The Story: We were on our way back from a school trip to the Alps. I had a serious case of blue balls as the hotel we were staying in was four-a-room, and to make matters worse, the room I was in was right next to the teacher’s. On the plane I was, by chance, sat next to the girl that I had been jerking off to since I was 12. She had brown hair, green eyes and slightly tanned skin. She had average sized boobs, and a magnificent ass. We boarded in the evening, so the lights were dimmed. After about two hours of watching the films that were provided, I glanced at the girl. Her name was Mia, and was known in the school to tease her boyfriends, but never let then finish. As I looked at her, my gaze lowered. Her boobs were rising and falling with her breathing. It didn’t help that she was wearing a sky-blue t-shirt, which happens to be my favourite colour. It was so damn tantalizingly!

After maybe quarter of an hour, I couldn’t take it. After making sure she was asleep, I raised my hand and gingery touched her tits. She didn’t move, so I tested my luck and squeezed then slightly, ready to dart away at a moment’s notice. She didn’t react. I knew I was pushing it, but I pulled her shirt up, revealing a black bra. I continued to touch them and squeeze them. Somehow, she didn’t wake up.

I began to have a moral struggle. Part of me wanted to pull up the bra and get a look at her naked tits, but another part of me recognized how perverted that was. Eventually, the perverted part won. I pulled up the bra, and saw her boobs in full glory. With bated breath, I cupped her boobs and squeezed them. Amazingly, she didn’t wake up.

After about half an hour, I started to wonder how far I could take it. I pulled her bra and shirt back down in case a flight attendant showed up. Under the blankets, I wormed my hand into her jeans, and under her panties. Just as I was about probe her pussy, the worst timed turbulence hit the plane, jolting most of the passengers awake. Including Mia. She blinked, confusion from being knocked awake showing. Then she froze, obviously feeling the intruder. She looked at me with wide eyes, and then grinned deviously. As the captain informed us we were entering some turbulence, she started grinding her pussy against my fingers. After about five minutes, after most people had fallen back to sleep, she slid her hand under the blanket. I then felt a hand slip down the front of my jeans and grab my raging hard-on. She began pumping her hand up and down my dick.

After about twenty minutes of this, Mia came violently. Seeing her writhe in exstacy sent me over the edge, and I spurted cum onto her hand. She then withdrew it, and showed me my cum on her fingers. She then very purposefully put each finger into her mouth sucking off my cum.

Seeing my longtime fantasy suck my cum off her fingers brought my biner back with a vengeance. Mia noticed, and gave me a very sexual grin. She quickly glanced up and down the aisle to make sure no flight attedants were approching and got out of her chair and onto the floor. She crawled underneath my blanket and undid my zipper. She then pulled out my dick and began to suck. It was heavenly. Before long I was ready to cum and I whispered to her. She then drew back and began pumping my dick very quickly. I shot out my load and covered her face with two weeks of sexual frustration. And just as she was about to get up, a flight attendant walked past with a drinks trolley. We both froze as the attendant asked me if I wanted anything to drink. I regained my wits and asked for a Coca-Cola. Then she asked the question she had been hoping she wouldn’t.
“Where has the yong woman sitting next to you gone?”
I internally swore , but on the outside remained calm. I told them she was going to the toilet. She then asked me if she would want anything to drink. My mind flashed back to a party I had been reluctantly dragged to by one of my friends. I remember going to grab a drink from the small fridge. I noticed all the Dr. Pepper’s were gone and saw Mia holding one. I blurted out Dr. Pepper. The flight walked down the aisle. After about a minute Mia crawled out and opened the can. She then asked how I knew. I blushed and explained while she used the napkins to wipe her face. After I finished, she smiled slightly and kissed me. I froze, not knowing what to do. I had been kissed before, sure. I wasn’t a virgin either. But it was different, somehow. Then, my brain kicked in. I kissed back.

Throughout the flight back, we had a few more sexual moments, but nothing major. In the end, we both fell asleep. We were woken up by a teacher, who was obviously less oblivious than the attendant. He didn’t say anything though, and we left without an issue. We did leave quite the stain on the seat though.

So that’s how me being to curious led to a strong relationship. She later revealed that she had intentionally worn sky-blue to try and get my attention. Turns out I wasn’t the only one with fantasies.