This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Flight Sex - FF By Marie LeClare
I had just been fired from the airlines, and was returning home. I don't want to say why I was fired or from which airline but our uniform was shorts, so I was happy to have put on a denim skirt for the return flight. I had nothing to do except to think about sex. I sat there thinking to myself, I can't take it. I need it. Oh God I need it bad. As I glanced around at my traveling companions I noticed her sitting across the aisle. She was rubbing her legs together, and I knew she was in the same condition.
Our eyes met and we smiled at each other. That knowing smile. As she licked her lips, she pulled her skirt up to above her knees. I took a deep breath and smiled back, with the question look on my face. I know what you want but where can we go. I can't wait. I wanted to tear our clothes off and enjoy each other. Breaking into my thoughts, she stood up and slightly motioned to me to follow her. Waiting a few moments, so nobody would notice, I followed her, past the galley toward the restrooms aft. As she walked to one of the small restrooms at the rear of the plane, she turned and smiled at me, then opened the door, and with a motion of her head, invited me to join her. As I entered the small restroom we were pushed together.
Leaning over she kissed me passionately. Our tongues dancing on each others. As I was licking the roof of her mouth, our hands were moving wildly over each others bodies, with only the passion that one woman can feel for another. As we caressed each other through our clothing her hand went under my shirt and bra and cupped my breast with her warm hand. With her fingers pulling and twisting my already rock hard nipple, she hiked up her skirt and sat on the edge of the sink, parting her legs wide.
My hand moved down under her skirt, rubbing her wet pussy through her thong, till I could take it no longer and pushed aside her underwear, feeling her neatly trimmed pussy. My fingertips began to spread her wet pussy lips apart. I could feel her grow wetter as I was playing with her pussy. Slipping my two fingers deeply and smoothly inside of her, wiggling them around as I finger fucked her hot wet pussy. As she was tossing her head back with pleasure. Wanting to please her further, and myself eager to taste her, I looked into her beautiful blue eyes and kneeled at the sink, so her pussy was directly in front of my face.
As I began to tease her clit with the tip of my tongue, she placed a hand on my head, drawing me closer, and I heard her quiet moans. Swirling my tongue over her clit in a little circle before I cupped my tongue to draw it into my mouth. My fingers penetrating her pussy, plunging in and out, finger fucking her I could feel her pussy honey start to run down my fingers and onto the palm of my hand. I could hear a small squish every time I pushed my fingers further inside her pussy. Curving my fingers up a little bit to try and touch her gspot. My tongue lashing over her clit, sucking and licking, and blowing a little air between licks. Flicking it softly. I could feel her body twitch and squirm ever time that I licked her. I began to roll my tongue over her clit, lapping it with the flat of my tongue. I could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter the more I did, her sweet honey dripping down onto my bottom lip. Just the taste of her was driving me crazy. As my tongue moved harder and faster my fingers had to struggle to keep up the pace, penetrating her deeper and deeper. Finger fucking her harder and faster. Her hands were holding my head closer, burying my face in her pussy, until I heard her moan, as her pussy spasmed and she gushed, filling my mouth with her sweet honey.
Slipping off the small sink, letting some juices trickle down her leg, we traded spots. I slid onto the sink hiking my skirt to my waist, exposing my soft shaved pussy. Kneeling in front of me, she smiled as she moved closer. Her tongue parting my pussy lips, and licking back and forth she slipped the tip of her tongue inside my hot wet pussy, wiggling it wildly. Placing my hand on her head, and running my fingers through her soft hair, as she licks, giving me pleasure. Sitting back for a moment, she smiled up at me teasingly. Putting a finger in her mouth and sucking it, making it wet before she slid her finger between my pussy lips moving further back, closer to my ass. Dragging her finger along the crack of my ass, before she slipped the tip inside of my tight little asshole, allowing a moan to escape my mouth. Seeing that I enjoyed it, she pushed her finger further inside, up to her first knuckle, and then her thumb in my pussy and finger fucked my pussy and asshole as she started to lick my clit wildly. My pussy honey was flowing, and I started to drip as she fingered me faster, and faster. Trying to keep as quiet as I could under the circumstances, I bit my lower lip and pushed my hips forward, giving her better access to my body. As I keep throwing my head back with pleasure trying hard not to make a noise. The more I do this the faster and harder she licks me. Her finger going deeper inside, adding another finger at the same time, stretching out my little asshole with her fingers. My pussy juice was flowing more and more, and was running from my pussy to my ass where her fingers were fucking me hard and fast. The tingle was building to mountainous peaks and I cried out as I came in her hot mouth. Filling it with my sweet pussy honey, and none too soon. As we both heard the announcement come over the intercom. "Ladies and gentlemen, please return your seats to an upright position, and fasten your seat belts."
Giving me one last thrust with her fingers and lick with her tongue, we both stand up and try to rearrange our clothing. Looking into each other's eyes and grinning, we moved closer and kissed deeply one last time. Her hand reaching around my head and running her fingers through my long hair. I in turn move my hand to touch her cheek softly.
On our way to the baggage claim she walked up to me, and we smiled at each other remembering the flight that we were just on. The only words that were spoken between us was our names, blushing slightly while we spoke at the thoughts and feelings we gave each other just moments before. Looking back and smiling at each other as we walked our separate ways, I knew I would never forget this flight.
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