Name: Mr. Z 03/04/2018

Airline: United Airlines
Flight Number: 377
From: Newark, NJ To: Fort Lauderdale, FL
Time: Afternoon
Aircraft: 737
Location: Lavatory
Altitude: 38,000 ft
The Story: We were on our way to visit Miami for the first time during spring break. At first I thought I was cheating my way into the mile high club because my “friend” and I had been playing with the idea to have sex at thirty thousand feet. We both earned every second of the 4 longest minutes of my life. The idea of getting caught was almost two much to bare but I ordered two jack and cokes and mustered up the courage to make my move. I saw my moment and knew it was now or never when the pilot announced on the overhead speaker that we were about to start our descent into FLL in about 20 minutes. I put on my woven panama hat, stood up, walked by her and gently brushed her shoulder with my hand giving her the signal to follow me in as I walked into the tiny lavatory that smelled like urine. I remember thinking how filthy and hot this was going to be. As I stood there with the door unlocked, I wondered if she would ever come in. I reached for the door handle and as soon as I did, she was already making her move. She stepped right inside and immediately grabbed me by the cock. I turned her around, pulled up her sun dress, pulled her panties down and slid my throbbing cock inside her tight brown pussy. As turbulence hit I felt myself go deeper than ever before. We both held back the urge to scream as every stroke felt like a lifetime. My dick came out covered in pussy juice and like the good girl she is, she got on her knees and licked me clean. We put ourselves back together and I walked out of the lavatory, leaving my jizz to dry up on the walls and sink as a nice surprise for the next person. She walked out 30 seconds later and sat down, ready to land. Spring break had officially started.