Sex On A Plane Novels & Stories

Third-person Pov "Are you seriously asking me such a question?" Gavin questioned, still surprised that Monique had asked him if he had ever had sex in his jet. Monique chuckled before responding. "Don't be shy, Gavin, and answer me honestly. Have you ever brought a woman onto your private plane and had sex with her? Or better still, have you had several other women in here and fooled around with them?" she asked, now genuinely curious to know the truth because of how strangely he was reacting.

She resisted the instinct to pull away and held her breath for the eternity it took for the plane to level out. The ‘fasten seat belt’ sign went off. Other passengers began moving around the cabin. Still, he kept his arm tight around her. She swallowed. She had to relax if she meant to carry out her plan. Maybe if they spent the day together, then had a nice dinner, she’d be comfortable enough with him by Sunday to… “Have you ever done it on a plane?” Her gaze flew to his. Her heart sped. “Done it?” His eyes gleamed. Corey traced her arm with his fingertip.

The plane had landed at our destination. Damn it. Already this tired, did we really need to have sex again? I had braced myself to do it right here on the plane, but it turned out he just wanted to savor the hot breath from my lips. "Do I carry you, or do you walk with me?" He offered a choice when he already knew the answer himself. "I'll follow you." I climbed off his lap. Two flight attendants stood by the door, bowing, their heads lowered. Amon stood up, but before he was fully upright, he suddenly pecked my lips—so fast and hard it jolted my head backward.

“But it’s been way too long. The last time we did it was two months ago, and I miss you so much, Max.” Damn. This is so disgusting! “I know, Stella. Tonight we’ll do it all night long.” Then there was no more conversation, and I waited behind the door, feeling a bit anxious. Damn, I shouldn’t have left my room until Zach came home. How long will I be stuck in the bathroom if they do it in the living room? “Do you want to do it in the bathtub?” A woman’s giggling voice could be heard. “You know me so well, darling.”

I pressed down against her and drove into her again, harder this time. She was soaking wet, and I slid in effortlessly. The car started rocking violently. This time, no one was around to interrupt us. It ended quickly, and I collapsed weakly into the driver's seat. Alice lay there as well. She looked satisfied, her legs hanging loosely to one side. She said softly, "I didn't expect you to be so intense. I've never felt like that before, not even when I did it at home by myself."

“I love black holes.” I squirmed in my seat. “What are you doing?” I looked around. We were near the back of the planetarium with no one around them, but we were still in public. When I felt Kai’s hand slide inside my pants, his fingers finding my wet folds, I let out a hiss. I gripped the armrests as he slipped up and down my slit. “Kai, we shouldn’t do this. Not here.”

What could it be? “What is this? I shouted imme diately I entered Caroline's room, met them both naked on the bed having sex.

I moaned against his lips when he decided he was done with my little game and sped things up, forcing me down and making me weak in the knees in a matter of seconds. My senses were still numb when I finally collapsed against him, my head resting on his shoulder as I tried to catch my breath. “Never thought having sex on the plane would be this exciting,” I mumbled and felt his chest vibrate under me. We did go another round before we finally landed in New York. I was still daydreaming and walking on clouds as we stepped out of the plane, walking toward Archie’s black SUV parked on the landing strip where Owen was already waiting for us.

I knelt in front of her and undid her bra, taking her nipple into my hungry mouth then began my slow torture on her. Katarina’s cries of pleasure most likely could be heard throughout the whole plane but besides the captain and crew members we were the only passengers so I didn’t give two shits who heard us. I owned this plane and everything on it. I used to use it for my sexual hook-ups back when I was a young bachelor, frequenting the clubs and bringing a different girl home with me every night.

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