An adult stories – Mile High by DeclanStrokesUnderwood,
Traveling is always the most annoying part of a vacation. Flying has got to be the most irritating way to travel. There are so many rules that you need to follow, after which you end up sitting in a cramped seat for hours on end.
Emily had a way of making things better though, definitely this time.
“I can’t wait until we get there,” she said to me. I could tell that Emily was bored and restless. We had only been in the air for thirty minutes and Paris was a good 5 hours ahead of us.
“We’ll be there before you know it,” I told her. At this point, that seemed so far from the truth. White lies are good, right?
“And what are we going to do when we get there?”
“First, I’m going to show you around the city,” I explained. “Then, we’ll find a nice restaurant for dinner, after which we can go out and party all night.”
“I want to do something else first. Can we check into the hotel?”
“Sure, it should be time to check-in by the time we land,” I replied.
I knew what was on Emily’s mind. She was not asking about timing, clocks or hotel rules. My only concern was that we might never actually make it out of the hotel.
Then again, that wouldn’t be all that bad anyway.
My response earned me a big kiss. We were in the last row of a half-full 747. All the lights were off at this time of day. There was a lot of space around us and the engines were droning loudly in the background
Shortly after take-off, the attendants had been wandering up and down the aisles frequently. After some drinks and snacks that had become more infrequent. Now,
We had a private little world to ourselves.
I fidgeted to get the armrest out of the way and turned so that we could make out for a while. Emily kissed me very passionately as my hands roamed over her waist and stomach. She had a great body, and I loved to keep my hands on it whenever possible.
With her sitting down, I didn’t have great access to her ass. Luckily, she was wearing a short skirt, and there was enough bare leg available to keep my hands occupied.
I loved the tight feeling of Emily’s body. Her legs were muscular but not huge, and her skin was smooth and taught. My hand was moving closer and closer to her hem line as our mouths locked and her arms circled my shoulders.
I was urged forward silently by her legs parting a little more. I could feel the heat coming from her crotch and I could tell she liked this from the tiny moans that she delivered to my mouth as we kissed. A little more groping and I realized that she was not wearing panties. Her pussy was completely soaked.
I looked for a blanket. By good fortune, there was one on the seat next to her. I grabbed it without breaking off the kiss for more than a second. Once I spread it over our laps, my hand went back to where it had been.
This time I was invited by her wide-spread legs. She was wet enough that two fingers slipped easily into her hole while my thumb played with her clit. Emily was still moaning. She was being much louder now but she was still hardly audible with my mouth attached to hers.
I concentrated the attention of my fingers on her clit, rubbing her lightly but quickly. I could tell that she was very close to coming.
Maybe as a distraction or to slow things down, Emily’s hands soon found my pants. She went straight for the belt buckle and opened my pants once she had worked that free. I helped her get my pants down a little bit so that she could release my now rock-hard cock.
She ran her hands up and down the underside gently. Then her hand disappeared. A second later, it was pushing my hand out of her crotch. I did not want to separate from our kiss so I didn’t say anything.
Her hand returned to my dick a moment later. Her palm was wet and slippery from her own juices. This young lady was very resourceful.
The run-up to this trip had kept me running around like a madman. I had not gotten off in days. I was already pretty close to coming. She had started this though. There was no way I was going to let her get me off before I her.
My fingers sped up on Emily’s clit, and I put a finger back in her hole. As soon as I found her g-spot, I could feel the familiar spasms of her love canal on my finger.
Her hips bucked a little bit as she came, breathing very heavily. Watching her come like that brought me even closer to coming. Good thing her hands stopped on my prick for a minute as her orgasm swept through her body.
When she calmed down a bit, she re-lubed her hand on her pussy juices, and went back to rubbing me. Timing was no hurdle now.
“I’m going to make a mess pretty soon,” I whispered into Emily’s ear.
She looked into my eyes and smiled. Then she stopped and stretched her body out over the other seats in the row, putting her feet up and her head in my lap.
Not a second later, my cock was buried in her throat. I am not small or thin, but she managed to take the whole thing in with one shot.
My surprise at this certainly played into it. There was the feeling of my cock head in her throat and her tongue on the underside of my shaft. Her fingers that had found my balls already.
I passed the point of no return.
My dick started to throb in her mouth and she moaned, the vibrations giving me even more great sensation. My dick erupted in her mouth, sending a massive load of sticky cum almost straight into her stomach.
The first few shots were fine but I must have had a lot of cum built up because I could feel it in her mouth around my shaft. I still kept on pumping hot jets of cum into her mouth. Emily was doing a great job of trying to swallow it all despite the fact that my prick was lodged in her throat.
Finally, I stopped cumming and she pulled her head off my dick. Her lips were tight around my shaft as she pulled it out. Resourceful. She had cleaned me off with what seemed like no effort.
I watched Emily sit up and clean my cum off her lips and chin with her finger as I pulled my pants back up. She had a big smile on her face, apparently very proud of her handiwork. The pride was quite appropriate.
She gave me a quick peck on the cheek as I finished straightening myself up, then she laid back against me with her head nestled in my chest. I covered us both up with the blanket.
Air travel still has not reached a point where you can get anywhere quickly. Humans have a built-in mechanism by which to shut down and pass time. A nap was definitely in order for both of us.
I didn’t sleep for too long. With one arm around the gorgeous young lady sitting next to me, I could not do much else other than read a magazine. I just could not bear waking Emily up. She was so peaceful and beautiful nestled up against me and in deep slumber.
At least I thought Emily was asleep. That’s why it surprised me when she put her hand on my knee. Not the knee near her, but the far one.
Her eyes were still closed so I thought it was just stirring in her slumber. I put the magazine on the tray table in front of me, and slipped my other hand under the blanket to hold hers.
As soon as it got there, her hand grabbed mine. This was no sluggish or sleepy grab. It was as if she was fumbling for my hand. She did get a hold of it, subsequently tugging it towards her.