The final destination of my hand was right next to hers, in her crotch. Emily’s hand was furiously rubbing her cunt, her finger moving quickly on her clit. The little devil had been pretending to sleep while masturbating.
She moved her hand to give mine room so I resumed what she had started. If you had looked from across the aisle, you would not see her moving at all. Her hips were bucking violently though.
I nibbled on her earlobe, all the while still rubbing her pussy. It did not take her long to come again. Her whole body froze suddenly and she bit down on the edge of the blanket. I didn’t stop playing with her clit. I could feel all the muscles in her crotch spasming as she had her orgasm.
Emily finally relaxed and I stopped playing with her. She turned her head to me and whispered in my ear.
“Follow me,” she said to me. I was not exactly sure what she meant but I had a pretty good idea where this was leading.
She straightened up as I put the tray table up. She shuffled over me to the aisle. She looked up and down. I doubt she saw anything. There was nothing to see other than the other preoccupied passengers.
We were about halfway through the flight and everyone who was not watching the movie was sleeping silently. I gave her a moment as she walked towards the back of the plane. Then, I got up and followed her.
Some 747s have large banks of bathrooms. I figured I would need a map to find Emily back here. Maybe the location services on my phone would work.
She proved me wrong. Just as I got to the last door, she opened it. She was standing there, leaning against the back wall of the tiny room, beckoning me in with her finger and an impish grin on her face.
Her skirt was piled up on the floor next to her. This left her bare from her flat midriff down. She did not seem like she was in a hurry, simply standing there and beaming at me. But she closed and locked the door quickly as soon as I was inside.
“I think you need to finish what you started,” she said.
“Couldn’t wait until we got there, could ‘ya?”
“Those plans haven’t changed. I’m just a little concerned about what I get right now,” she told me, opening my pants.
Emily got them off quickly, letting them drop to the floor and grabbing my mostly-hard cock.
“Hmm,” she purred at me, “this should do. Needs a little work first, though.” Different place and time, it would have been a quiet purr. This was a loud purr like from a tiger.
She wasted no time. She stroked my dick with one hand while playing with my balls again. Between the physical stimulation that I was getting and the thought that she was going to fuck me in a minute or two, it didn’t take too long before I was rock hard.
“Good enough. Let’s get this inside me,” she said, looking directly in my eyes.
I grabbed Emily’s hips and sat her on the counter. I think they design these things for this sort of thing because it was the perfect height. She spread her legs and pulled her pussy lips apart with her hands.
I slipped in with one long, deep stroke. She sighed and I grunted when I hit bottom.
“That’s it, baby,” she moaned quietly with her eyes closed. “Mmmm.”
She was extremely wet and slippery, not to mention hot and tight. I started long, slow strokes.
“Not like that,” Emily said to me in a low voice, “I need it hard. Fast.”
“Can’t always get what you want, can ‘ya?” I asked her, grinning.
She was uncomfortable and getting jumpy with my teasing her. I continued my slow strokes, sometimes not even pushing all the way in. This drove her crazy, and she began to play with herself again.
“Ungh. God, you’re terrible,” she murmured at lioness-volume.
I looked down, watching my prick slip in and out of her with deep strokes. Her juices were practically pouring out of her into the metal bowl of the sink below her. Her pussy lips clenched my cock as I slipped out of her.
Between the sight of my dick sliding in and out of her covered with her juices and the feeling of her tight wetness around me, I was pretty close to cumming in her.
“You want it hard,” I said, “that’s what you’re going to get.” I picked up the pace, now slamming my hips into hers hard and fast with each stroke.
“I’m going to come,” she said to me, getting louder.
“Don’t stop… Oh, God, YES!”
I managed a few more strokes before pushing deep into her. She wrapped her legs around my ass, and I grabbed her ass in my hands pulling her closer as I erupted in her.
“Oh, YES! God, cum in me.”
This was no purr or murmur anymore. She was screaming.
I could feel Emily’s cunt squeezing my cock as my cum spurted into her body. Her hips were still twitching a little as she came with me.
We stayed like that for about a minute, both coming together. I was still holding on to her. She was supported by my hands and her legs were wrapped around me.
After a few minutes like that, I put her back down on the counter. There was an awkward fumble as I tried to get my pants back on. This did allow me to pick up her skirt off the floor though.
“You go first,” Emily said to me.
That was a good plan. She was still half naked.
I opened the door and walked back to my seat. I tried to do it as if nothing had happened.
To the rest of the world up there at 40,000 feet, nothing had changed. Everyone was still engrossed in what they were doing with the cabin lights off.
Emily came back a minute after I sat down. She stood beside me in the aisle. She stared, smiling.
In the low light, I could see a drop of my cum mixed with her juices dripping down the inside of her leg. She followed my eyes, looking down.
“Oops! I guessed I missed some,” she said, grinning at me. Emily sat down next to me, planting a quick kiss on my lips.
“How long until we get there?”