The Story: It was our first ever transcontinental trip. We were in love only for a month and a half. We had just spent a romantic weekend in Rio, full of love, beach, heat and sunshine, surrounded by barely dressed Brazilians and round shaped Brazilian bottoms in front the ocean waves. We were still bewitched by the magic of Copacabana when we were told that two Air France brand new business class seats were expecting us as we boarded our plane back to Paris. Excitement and desire was high up. After a delightful dinner, and all-you-can-drink exclusive lightly bubbled champaign, the internal cabin lighting was dimming. Many passengers were slowly falling asleep. The only thing we were thinking of was the opposite, it was to get together and eat each other! We looked at one another deep in the eyes and directly understood each other. She told me “come with me, let’s go for it now”. Without notice, as if we were alone in the world, we found ourselves locked in the business class toilet of the Boeing 777. Before I could realize what was going to happen, my sex was already in her mouth. In the following instants I was penetrating her deeply. She was trying to hold on by grasping the tiny walls around us. We came simultaneously, in the middle of the night, 35000 feet above the Atlantic, while the other 300 passengers could not imagine the intense pleasure that was filling us. While still burning inside, she opened the door to clear the exit area towards our seats and signed me to follow her back. Only as we laid down in our bed seats could we start realizing the exceptional moments of intense pleasure we had just lived. We fell asleep peacefully, with a smiling face, happy and satisfied of such a magical and fulfilling weekend.
