First of all, I am very proud to announce my entry into the Club! My friends and I have read all of your stories, and I told them that they could only hear about mine from your site: so I hope that this gets posted ASAP.
Secondly: In retrospect, it is not that hard to join the Club, so I urge everyone reading to at least give it a try the next time you fly.
Here We Go:
Its been a long fantasy of mine to join the Mile High Club, and my tale starts out in Southern California. My travel plans called for me to hop a UAL Express Twin Engine to LAX. As I sat on the ramp, I noticed a cute blond with a big back pack headed for our plane. The seat next to me was open, and she sat down. She was wearing jeans and a tank top that showed off her nice size tits.
We didn’t talk much until our descent into LAX- I was to change planes and continue on to O’Hare- as was she. One problem: she was going stand-by and did not have a confirmed seat. I told her to come with me to the Red Carpet Club and I’d make sure that she got on the flight. We got seats in the same row, and proceeded to the gate.
We board the A-320 15 minutes before our 6PM flight. The plane was completely empty: the table was set! We had a row to our- selves, and no one around us. She took her seat first (middle) and I sat in the aisle. We talked for a while, ate dinner, watched part of the in flight movie, and I really had a hard time figuring out if she was up for becoming a member.
I had put down 3 drinks, she didn’t have any. The lights were out. The movie was over. There was an hour left in the flight. We hadn’t been flirting, but I knew that now was the only chance that I would have. So I went for it- I asked her if she would like to “lay down and cuddle”. She said, “sure”. We spooned in the seats (me facing her back). I started to rub her stomach, and she grabbed my hand in acceptance. Soon we start grinding a little bit, and she gets more into it. I went to rub her pussy from the outside of her jeans, and I got pushed away. Back to the stomach and grinding. One more try, I thought. BINGO! I was rubbing her pussy through her jeans, and now she was way into it. I undid her jeans and started playing with her. Now she was going nuts- lots of breathing and panting, but not so loud as to make a spectacle. She came pretty quickly in a long orgasm.
I told her, “let’s go to the bathroom”. She says, “do you have anything?” I said, “no- but just give me head, than I’ll give you head”. She agreed.
I went to the back lavatory and she followed shortly there after. We faced each other. She looked at me and undid my jeans. She went down on me immediately. I played with her tits while she blew me. The best part was looking in the mirror and thinking, “Mile High Club!” I came just as the captain said that the seat belt sign was “coming” on for our descent into Chicago. We returned to our seats and both agreed that it was a lot of fun.
Now I know that I didn’t have sex, but I still consider myself a member. I highly recommend the Mile High Club to everyone.