This was in 1991. I was 17 years old. I was on a flight to Kansas City to see my grandparents for Christmas break. I sat down in the aisle seat because I don’t like climbing over people every time I had to get up. I was hoping that the flight wouldn’t be that crowded, but to my surprise, it was, very. More and more people started coming on. Everybody kept passing my seat until this gorgeous woman arrived and asked me if the seat next to mine was taken. I of course said no. She sat down and got out her walk man
and headphones. Even before the plane left, her batteries ran out. At that time we began talking. I found out that she was 19 and was going to see her parents. She was a freshman in college and I was a junior in high school. We began talking about more personal things. (At this time I had no idea that the mile high club even existed). I told her that I just broken up with my ex girlfriend and she said she had just done the same with her boyfriend. We started talking about sex, positions, and fantasy’s. We both said that we had never had sex in an airplane. Almost immediately after she said that, she got up out of her seat, winked at me, and headed for the bathroom.
She was in there for a couple minutes and then I went back there. I knocked on the door and she cracked it open slightly. When she noticed it was me, she almost ripped my clothes off pulling me in there. She cut right to the chase, not wasting any time. She UN zipped my pants and proceeded to give me oral sex. I was sitting on the toilet while she almost rode the wall trying to do this. She then took the rest of my pants off as I started UN buttoning her skirt and started fondling her. She lifted her skirt and then sat on
top of me. We had sex for about 20 minutes. She wasn’t much of a screamer, but she was a moan-er, that you could tell.
She was very loud and was hitting the walls, seeming as if she didn’t care if anybody heard her or not. After that heated passion, she helped me get my pants back on. As we were making our way on out, I peaked out the door and noticed that there was quite a line. I just remembered that the other bathroom was out of service. I shut the door and told her that there were quite a few people out side the door. Not caring again, she grabbed my hand and led me out.
People were giving us dirty looks, until we passed an older couple. They looked at us and smiled. The gentleman said “You beat us to it, look at the line now.” The older lady smiled as we continued on our way. We both sat down and exchanged addresses and phone #’s. When I got back to Seattle I gave her a call. As to my amazement, she was waiting to hear from me. Despite our age we started seeing each other.
We are now married today and have had 3 other mile high club experiences.