This was no ordinary flight. A bunch of us were DC bound and I happened to sit next to one of my very old friends on board. After we’d entered the Atlantic ocean he started telling me how sex on an aircraft would be so amazing because of the dynamics involved. We continued this conversation for about a good twenty minutes till he grabbed a blanket and threw it over us and started running his hands up and down my thighs.
Then he lifted the hand rest and unbuttoned my jeans and started slipping his hands down my panties. By this time I had caught a good grasp over his large erection.
Who knew we would both lose our virginity over the vast Atlantic ocean. He started slipping his fingers in and out of my hot, wet pussy telling me how good I felt. As he did that I rubbed his now rock hard cock. I told him it was too uncomfortable to fellate him so I told him to meet me in the lavo in a minute or two. I got up and made my way to the lavatory and a minute later, he was subtly tapping on the door. I let him in and as soon as we were in, we were wild we kissed and performed oral sex on each other until finally, he entered and thrust him self deep into me and we went at it for minutes until we both convulsed into high cabin pressure shattering climaxes. We cleaned up and followed out of the lavatories. When we sat back down, our friends circled as they said in unison, “Welcome to the Mile High Club”. And that was my first time ever but by far the best.
