Name: Mr. Ochill 26 April 2019
Airline: Ethiopian Airlines
Flight Number: ET307
From: Nairobi To: Addis abbeba
Time: Evening
Aircraft: 737
Location: Aisle Seat
Altitude: 20000+
The Story: End of a journey, back to my place.
At boarding, 2 young girls from Kenya, one catching the other as she was obviously drunk.
You know what I thought at this time : “gosh, I’m sure that drunk girl will be on my side and annoying”.
I’m getting to my seat by the window, the row before the last one on the plane.
And that drunk girl is going away. Good. But her friend that I didn’t properly notice set on the aisle-side-seat. I’m not even sure she was supposed to be here.
Quite quickly, I asked for a blanket. You know, my mind (and not only) started to think naughty stuffs. She was looking obviously at me, asking for which movie I’ll watch bla bla bla. Of course she asked to sit next to me. I politely mentioned “after take off, your belt has to be attached…”
Behind us, on the last row, 2 girls. In front of us, a couple. On the central rows, no one.
That movie started, we were of course sharing headphones.
Then, it came. Gosh, she was hungry. She wanted something, quickly. We touched, she started to wank me, to show that pierced tongue. Food came. Obviously, she wasn’t really interested in that bad chicken and rice.
I was reaching this life-goal, that prestigious HMC. I knew I needed more though.
And here we are. She deeply had mine on her mouth. That was noisy, clearly. The couple on front was watching it through the window reflection. 10minutes left before landing. I’m keeping serious.
But not enough, I offered her the present of life. That ass and those tits my friends were amazing…
I’m in, I’m with you.
Oh, last detail, no idea about her name…