Sex On A Plane Novels & Stories

Andy, still a bit breathless, said, “No, thanks. You’re not doing me on the plane again. The last time that happened, I couldn’t walk for a couple days, and it was embarrassing. Your staff was staring at me like I was an alien. They knew you were screwing me.” Matt laughed. He had to admit that sex on the plane was one of the best he’d ever had, though perhaps not for Andy since the boy couldn’t walk after that and had to be carried by him out of the plane, princess style, while his staff, the air hostesses, and pilots stared at them in disbelief. Noting that the boy was now more relaxed, Matt patted himself on the back for easing the boy’s worry about his sister, at least for a little while

Almost painfully. “I think the rules say you just have to have sex in an aircraft while high up. We’re already more than a mile high here in the mountains, and we’re definitely in an aircraft. Technically, we’re fine,” he said eagerly. “Come here or I’ll come get you. I’ve wanted you all day, Christine. I don’t want to wait anymore.”

We all nearly died on that flight, so it's worth celebrating. I thought about it for a long time before I finally agreed. It would be my way of closing the book on this pathetic marriage and this pathetic friendship. At the banquet, Dominic was working the room with a bottle in one hand and Cara's wrist locked in the other, dragging her along from table to table. It looked exactly like the night Cara and I made the rounds at our own wedding. Every mocking, pitying glance in the room landed on me. "A near-fatal plane crash, and what comes out of it? Two people who were actually in love the whole time. Who knew that couple's account was run by Cara and Dominic?"

I can see the disappointed expression on his face "I know, you must not understand what partner sex is, right?!" "I know, Sex friends." He answered my question correctly, his voice sounded sad "That's right, you're smart huh." He hugged me and rested his head on my shoulder "So warm." he said making my heart very touched, my hands tightened the hug around his waist. We hugged warmly in the toilet waiting for the pain in my hole to go away, then I fell fast asleep in his warm embrace which made me very calm.

Inside, the plane was every bit the luxury vessel she remembered, plush leather seats, smooth dark panels, the faint scent of fresh cut citrus and expensive polish. Eira picked the window seat immediately and began setting up her sketchbook, oblivious to the emotional war being waged just feet away. Vera buckled in beside her while Asher settled across from them, eyes watching mother and daughter with the quiet awe of someone still convincing himself it wasn’t a dream. “You okay?” he asked once they were in the air, cruising past the clouds. “No,” Vera said honestly. “But I will be.” They lapsed into silence, broken only by the gentle hum of the engines and Eira asking for a second cookie.

The floral scent of her lotion lingering in my nose and warmed my once cold heart. “Sure. Thanks, Boo for all of this,” Lucille kissed my cheeks but I moved my head so her lips fell on mine and we kissed passionately. “So..have you ever had sex on a plane before?” Lucille asked. I shook my head then continued to kiss her while my hands wandered down south unbottoning her pants. Man oh man, these are kind of times it's good to own a plane.

Charles, this is crazy amazing". He smiles, then replies. "I know it is, but wait until you experience sex on air". The plane left the ground and soon they were flying, and that was when he turned her, making her touch her ties, while he only needed to bring his manhood out and take her from the back. He teased her needy hole from the back and it felt wet already, then he inserted his manhood from the back, while she was still touching her toes. gradually he started going in and out of her. She was free to moan and cream the way she liked, the wave was taking it all away to the side, and no one, not even the pilot could hear her.

This works better and she really gets into it, bouncing up and down, as her tits brush against my shirt. "Fuck! Not yet!" Susan says, as the fasten seatbelt light comes on and the flight attendant requests that everyone return to their seat, because of expected turbulence. "Ignore it!" She says, bouncing faster, breathing harder and squeezing her fingers into my shoulders. I stiffen my cock even more, swelling it to its largest size and help Susan ride it out. The plane takes a sudden dip, and I almost drop her, leaning my arm against the sidewall to steady myself, as we pick up our rhythm again. "Oh yeah!" She breathes, clamping her pussy muscles around my hard cock. She digs her nails into

“No. Just thinking about how you left me on my knees last night, painting the floor with my cum while you walked away like a fucking saint.” His eyes snapped up. The tablet lowered slowly to his lap. “Careful, Alexander.” “Or what?” I uncrossed my legs, letting them fall open just enough to draw his attention downward. The outline of my cock was visible now if he looked, and he did. His jaw tightened, that muscle jumping again. “You’ll finally do what you’ve been dying to? Bend me over this seat and fuck me at thirty-five thousand feet?” The plane hit a small bump of turbulence. I gasped softly as the vibration traveled straight to my balls. Kai’s hand flexed on the armrest, knuckles whiteni

And Charles had made it very clear what he intended to do with me when we were back at the airport. Charles wasted no time, drawing me into his arms and kissing me deeply. I shoved aside any reservations. It helped that I wanted to make the guards as uncomfortable as they made me. I’d looked it up on my phone at the airport. Sex in a plane’s bathroom wasn’t technically illegal; it was just frowned upon. But at this point, neither of us cared about guidelines when restrictions were being shoved down our throats. Inside the small cubicle, we didn’t have much room to work with. Charles lifted my leg, and I braced my foot on the edge of the sink. We were already standing so close our bodies touc