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Delta I wonder if the word "sex" is branded on my forehead. Do I come across as a sexual being? On a business trip wearing my usual traveling garb, yoga pants, sports bra and a cotton tee. I pretty much feel like crap and am exhausted from the past week. I wait in line to board my plane, the usual annoying people<b> trampling </font></b>over each other because they think their seat will be taken or that the plane will take off with out them. It seems everyone is taking their sweet time, crying and I am just hoping that I do not have to sit near another screaming . Anyways, in the rush to get into my seat I barely notice the attractive young man sitting stoically. I have a window seyat, so I have to get by him. He stands up and as gracefully as I can I edge by him, our bodies touching slightly and this strange electric feeling comes over me. I am suddenly flushed and trying to ignore this sensation. There are five in row and I am sitting in the row that hosts just the two of us. We say some polite "hellos" and the usual niceties when you have sit next to a stranger. However, I notice the man is just staring at me even as I am trying to get settled. He has this look about him and all I can smell is him. A mixture of fresh wood and musk. He smells heavenly and I feel myself gushing. I need to get my seatbelt on and before I realize he's assisting me in strapping me in, this makes me extremely excited and I feel myself continuing to get wet. I pull out my book and try to focus on reading. This should distract me for the next three hours. The flight attendants go about their busIness checking seat trays and bags and get us ready for take off. I'm always nervous when I fly alone. He must sense my anxiety, he asks me if I'm ok? He has this overpowering demeanor and I feel weak in the knees. I can barely strum out a yes as he takes my hand during take off. His hand is strong and soft at the same time. I have the urge to pull away, but at the same time I am frozen, in a trance. My insides pulsating with excitement. We are in the air and a warm wetness is spreading in between my legs. I wonder if he senses my arousal. We are in the air, and I take my hand back. I thank him and focus my gaze out the window, I am so distracted trying to focus on my reading. I notice that his leg is touching mine and realize the seat arm has been raised. I feel like everyone around us is staring at us but people are going about there business. The airplane attendant hands out blankets. I still won't look up at him but I can feel his gaze and the heat of his body next to mine. We settle into our seats and slowly I feel his hand between my sex. I look into his eyes, and his gaze burns a hole through my insides. I am so turned on by this man and he can now certainly feel my arousal through my pants, I am certain that my pants are soaked. He cozies up with his blanket and softly whispers to me. "I can tell you need this, let me please you. Nothing would please me more." He orders me to open my legs a little wider. I am in trance and I do as I am told by this beautiful stranger. I cannot believe that I am on a plane and letting this man touch me. He leans forward, he has discreetly positioned himself with his jacket and blankets covering our laps. He whispers in my ear again and orders me to feel him, feel his excitement. I slide my hand under his coat and I'm amazed at his hardness, his thickness, and notice that he too is a wet. His loose fitting slacks give me just enough space to slide my hand on into his pants and wrap my hand around his shaft. We are both facing forward. Every now and then he leans over and let's me hear a soft sigh. I am dripping wet with excitement and as I realize he's gotten his fingers into my pants and his magic hands are expertly working my clit. I gasp. I immediately bite down on my tongue, staying silent but I cum very hard. My juices gushing everywhere. I barely realize that he's pretty close as well. My hand is sticky with precum. I am done and embarrassed and he tells me to relax and enjoy. I am now very relaxed but determined to make him explode, make him cum undone in my hands. I work his shaft as discretely as I can. My mouth waters, there is nothing more than I want to have this man fuck my mouth. Me on my knees, and him using my head and pulling my hair for leverage. I can feel his body giving into me. He tilts his head back and I feel his orgasm explode all over my hand. We look around quickly to see whose noticed our exchange but no one has. He leans over and tells me not to worry, "you are still a good girl". Only if he knew...We land, exchange pleasantries and I walk away relaxed and ready for the rest of my week. I am a good girl.... |
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Yes, you are a VERY GOOD GIRL!
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When is your next flight? lol Nice steamy story that was.
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