Sex On A Plane Novels & Stories

For those of you who have never had sex in the head of an airplane, I can relate that while it feels nice, it never feels comfortable. It is very difficult to move freely and this was the situation we found ourselves in. I was able to move a little and every time I slid my slick cock back and forth a little, we would both shudder in delight, but such movement was difficult. As we continued trying to fuck each other in our cramped space the voice of the pilot came over the intercom requesting all passengers to return to their seats. I prepared to withdraw in frustration but Susan hissed, “Wait a second” so I paused.

she whispered as her hand gently rubbed his inner thigh, making him moan softly. "I told you, you're impossible," he whispered in between her kisses, he pushed her in and closed the door behind him. "This is gonna be fun! I always imagine how it felt to have sex on the plane," she said while unzipping his pants and kneeling in between his legs. She buried her face in the most sensitive part of his body and gave him the best 'lips service' that he couldn't help himself from moaning loudly. "Ssh, people might hear us..." she whispered, looking up at him with her innocent face.

He says and I agree. "It's okay, everything's going to be fine," I say hopefully. "Yes, we will, little one, let's enjoy the last few hours of the trip and relax a bit, do you want to have a quickie in the bathroom?" Have sex in the airplane bathroom? "Tran... have sex in the bathroom?" I say in surprise. "Yes, take off your panties..." He whispers in my ear. I look around and I don't see any stewardesses, we're relatively hidden and we have a certain amount of privacy. Already excited by the possibility, I get off his lap and take off my panties.

As the plane hit a pocket of turbulence, the floor swayed beneath them, throwing them together with a force that felt like destiny. The sex on the flight was different from the frantic getaway in the SUV. It was slow, agonizingly deep, and fueled by the terrifying realization that they were flying into the mouth of the lion. Roman worshipped her with a desperation that bordered on pain, his mouth mapping every inch of her as the stars streaked past the porthole. In the thin air of the upper atmosphere, every gasp felt louder, every touch more electric. They weren't just husband and wife; they were two souls fusing together before the coming storm.

He slides in without resistance and they start to move. “Mr. X,” the flight attendant starts but backs up seeing them. “Sorry.” “Don’t stop,” Ada moans not caring if anyone sees this. “I couldn’t stop, your pussy is a trap I’ll never get out of,” Alexander keeps moving until they climax as the plane touches down. “I love you,” Ada breathes out as they ride out their orgasms. “I know you do. I love you too,” Alexander leans down and kisses her softly. They get dressed as the plane taxis to the hanger.

He unlocked the door, made sure it was clear, and pushed me out. I went back to my seat, and I saw my friends asleep and everyone around us. I sat down, and I was thinking about Wade, and I had sex on an airplane, well, me oral sex, he ate me out on the plane. Wow, I waited until he came back 10 minutes later. I saw him walk down, winked, and licked his lips and fingers. I was turned on again. I had to close my legs. Oh, that asshole teaser. He smirked and walked to where my parents were. He jumped up and sat down easily, which is how he did it.

Or run my fingers along the faint stubble on his carved jawline. It's hard. Every nerve is hyperaware of my soon-to-be-husband. I'm balancing on a thin line and have to suck in a deep breath and try not to swoon when Noah tilts his head at me. "What isn't a good idea?" While waiting for my answer, Noah takes off my shirt and gets this predatory gleam in his eyes when he sees my breasts. I try to find wise words. "Having sex on your private jet." "Why?" "Because the cockpit staff will hear us. We should wait until after the wedding. It's also bad luck having hot sex before getting married."

“I would have kept going but I was worried I was going to break you.” “I’m not a delicate flower, Adriano. You can’t break me, “ I said. "You're right about that," he said, then added. "I should take you on more trips if it means we're going to become regular members of the mile-high club." “Yeah, about that,” I started, raising up one of my thumbs. “The rumors are true. Having sex in the sky is something else and definitely worth the hype.” “I think it has more to do with the sexual partner than the actual location.”

Lawrence replied with a mischievous grin. Gloria nodded in agreement, feeling the excitement building up for their upcoming vacation. Lawrence smiled and squeezed her hand, opening his zipper, as Gloria quickly pulled out his throbbing member and began to pleasure him discreetly under the blanket. The flight attendants passed by, oblivious to the discreet activity happening under the blanket. Gloria and Lawrence shared a mischievous grin, enjoying the thrill of their secret encounter amidst the romantic setting of the plane.

God, he was hot with a strong jaw, dark eyes, and the kind of body that filled out a button-up shirt perfectly. “Are you always this forward with strangers on planes?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Only when they look like they need to be fucked properly,” he said without hesitation. My pussy clenched at his words. I should have been offended. Instead, I felt myself getting wet. The plane took off. The lights dimmed for the overnight flight. Most passengers put on their eye masks and headphones, but Felix and I stayed wide awake. Twenty minutes into the flight, his hand landed on my thigh, sliding slowly under my skirt.