I could feel myself getting wet with his firm hands rubbing my clit and pulling my panties to the side. I told him to hurry up and take his pants off, which he did so quickly I was actually surprised! After slipping on a condom, he pushed himself into me and I clutched the small counter that I was half falling off of.
I'm Lisa, I'm 27 years old, and I work as a conference coordinator for an events company. My story is one I've wanted to share for a while but haven't been able to tell any of my friends about. It started on an afternoon when I was at lunch with one of my best friends. We were enjoying a couple of mimosas when I received a phone call from my boss. She explained I had to be on the first flight out that evening to meet a client, so I grabbed the check and went home to pack. A few hours later I was at the airport waiting for my flight in the first class lounge. I did notice a handsome gentleman in the room sitting at the bar, but I focused on my work still sending a few shy glances his way whenever the moment struck me. Once on the flight, I was pleased to see that the handsome man from the lounge was the person seated next to me. He gave a quick smile as he sat in the aisle seat, and we both said "hi" while we ordered our drinks from the attendant. As the flight took off we sipped our drinks and casually chatted about the weather. I noticed a sexual tension every time he would look at my legs, which where uncovered thanks to a short skirt. We continued to talk about work and other topics, and before I knew it, we were on our third drinks from our quick flight attendant.
It was at this point when I realized that I hadn't even asked for my new friend's name, and seeing as I had some confidence from my wine, it wouldn't hurt to ask. At this point I learned his name was David and he was 38 years old. I boldly asked if he was married or in a relationship and he explained he had been divorced for 3 years. He asked me the same question, to which I replied that I didn't have time for a relationship. This is when our conversation got fun and we started bringing up wild things that we had done both in the past and recently. Later on he asked me if I had ever joined the "mile high club" and I said no because I was fearful of getting stuck. He laughed and said he'd always wanted to. It was then that we gave each other a look that only we would have understood. David gave me a crooked smile and asked if he had suggestions for how to make it work. We then devised a plan that required sneaking into the coach cabin where there was only one attendant working. Once we had the plan in place, he timidly asked "do you want to?". I smiled and said "why not?". Next, I unbuckled my seatbelt, climbed over him, and slowly walked into the coach cabin towards the bathroom. Luckily there was nobody there, so I slid right into the bathroom on the right hand side, just like David and I had planned.
After about 30 seconds I heard the knock David and I had made up and allowed him to come in. At this point I was already on the small counter next to the sink with my skirt up as high as I could get it. He took one look at me, locked the door, and started to kiss me hard. I could feel myself getting wet with his firm hands rubbing my clit and pulling my panties to the side. I told him to hurry up and take his pants off, which he did so quickly I was actually surprised! After slipping on a condom, he pushed himself into me and I clutched the small counter that I was half falling off of. It was hard not to moan out loud with how big his dick was, so I kissed him with passion as he continued to fuck me hard. The turbulence started to shift us as we fucked, which is when he picked me up and just held me against the wall next to the toilet. Sure it wasn't ideal, but it was HOT and turned me on. In minutes I had orgasmed harder than I had in longer than I could remember, and he followed by cumming soon after. Although it would have been nice to relax after this, David kissed me once before he placed me down, slid the condom off, and put his pants on quickly.
David left the bathroom first and I followed just a few seconds later. I'll admit the fear of being caught added an extra element of appeal to the experience, but I was still nervous that we were going to get called out. Fortunately we did not, and we met at our seats just like we had been just about 5 minutes ago. The conversation continued after, with the subject mainly being about what we had just done. Once the lights in the cabin dimmed and everyone headed to sleep, we each pulled our blankets over ourselves and turned out the televisions in front of us. After closing my eyes for a few seconds, I felt a hand gently rubbing on my thigh. Soon enough it was up my skirt and David was finger fucking me as I laid motionless in my seat. I orgasmed after a few minutes and then fell asleep for the duration of the flight. We said goodbye at the end of the journey and I'll always have fond memories of that amazing trip! Never would I have thought I'd get fingered on a plane or even have sex on one, but it turned out to be an experience I'll remember forever.
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