Where it happened: Airplane
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
It happened last year when I was going out to California to visit my grandparents whom I hadn’t seen in a few years.
I was flying United Airlines from Detroit to L.A., on a late afternoon flight. My seat was in the very last row, and there were only two instead of three seats back there. By the luck of the draw,the guy seated next to me was a handsome fellow, probably 35 or 40, a businessman going out to L.A. to interview for a new position — or so he said. He didn’t say an awful lot duringthe flight, and used his laptop quuite a bit. After dinner he put that away and we began to have a conversation. He asked me about school and where I was going and a lot of other small talk. At the time I was wearing a skirt and sweater.My sweater filled out quite nicely, if you know what I mean, and I noticed that after he had his glass of wine after dinner, he had a stiff one on between his legs.
When it got dark and the lights were turned off and everyone was settling back for a little sleep,we were still talking, lowly, to each other, and the talk turned quite intimate. I learned that he was separated from his wife, and hoped to take this new job in California and sort of start his life over again. He told me he had caught his wife in an affair, and that their divorce was almost final.
I noticed that his boner was still there, under his pants, and so, I decided to”take things in hand,” so to speak, and let my hand drift over to his groin area and started rubbing it.He put his hand over mine, and urged me to keep doing that. So, I took the little blanket they give you over the lower part of his body and unzipped his trousers and fished out his boner and just kept stroking and carressing it , and it wasn’t very long before he was spurting out cum in large quantities. It was all over our hands and all over the underside of the blanket. After I thought he was finished, I took out a few Handi-wipes that I kept in my purse and cleaned off our hands and his penis, throwing the blanket under the seat. I had zipped up his pants again, which were also somewhat messed up with semen, and tried to clean his pants up as best I could with a couple of other Handi-wipes. I could see,however, that his boner was still very much alive, and so I whispered in his ear that he should go to one of the bathrooms which were just a few feet away, and I’d meet him there.
Well, in a couple of minutes, we were both there, squeezed into that small bathroom, but I managed to lower my skirt and panties as he did his pants and jockeys, and after he quickly rolled on a condom, I had my first fuck with this gorgeous middle-aged guy, who probably hadn’t had any sex in awhile, because he kept say, “Oh, God this is good, Oh God, you’re so..good!” I told him I loved having him inside me, and I did. The fact that I was with this married guy made it even more exciting.
I guess we eventually started making quite a bit of noise, because the next thing we knew, there was knocking on the door and one of the flight attendants was saying, “Is everything allright in there.” I told her that everything was fine and after a minute or so she went away.
Before he flushed it down the toilet, I noticed that the condom was absolutely filled with love cream. He sure did have a lot of it stored up.
We got into L.A. late that night, and he gave me his business card before we left the plane. But, I never did call him. After the visit with my grandparents, I flew back to Detroit and never contacted him again.
It was a great experience, but I knew things would never work out well with a 19 year old college girl and a 40 year old divorcee. But he sure was sexy, and knew how to fuck. I’ll never forget that first time, “flying United” in that little bathroom.
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