I (50f) have some fun on the flight home [FM]

Well, the flight wasn’t as eventful as I hoped, but still managed to have a little bit of fun. It was an overnight flight from USA to the UK and was absolutely full.

I ended up sitting in the middle of three seats, with the husband on my left by the aisle, and a younger mid 20s guy on my right by the window.

He wasn’t my usual type, a bit of a jock I guess, but was cute. I’d say just over 6 foot, wearing tracksuit bottoms and some sports top, but I did make sure I leant forward slightly to give him a good look at my cleavage as we sat down.

The first few hours were lit up and pretty much like any other flight. We had a bit of a chat, small talk mostly, he was an American coming over to visit some old friends, but he didn’t seem very interested in talking and put headphones in soon after takeoff, which meant flirting the old fashioned way was out.

It wasn’t until after a couple of rounds of drinks and the lights went out and everyone started settling down to get some sleep that I put my plan into motion.

I settled down like most others, he was still watching the TV. So I waited a little while, maybe half an hour, to make sure he thought I was asleep before letting my hand fall off my lap and into the gap between us resting on his outer thigh.

Once it had been there a few minutes and he either hadn’t noticed or didn’t mind I shifted in my seat and moved my hand to rest on the top of his leg. Again he didn’t react, but I knew he was awake and fully aware of me touching him.

Not wanting to push my luck I waited another few minutes and then started making little finger movements caressing his leg. At this point I felt him lean forward and start moving about in his seat. I was just about to “wake up” and make my apologies but he put his hand on mine holding it in place while he spread his blanket over his lap, obviously not wanting anyone to see. This gave me a green light to continue.

I started moving my hand a little more, feeling his thigh muscles twitch encouragingly. Moving my hand a little higher I was sure I could feel the fabric pull a little taughter. Just then my little finger touched the head of his cock, it was rock hard, and I heard him do a little gasp and shudder.

I rubbed the head gently through the fabric and I believe at this point he thought I was still asleep as he was being very careful not to disturb my wandering hand but his breathing was very nervous and shallow. I moved to to the shaft and I felt it twitch under my touch.

I wanted more so in my best just woke up voice I whispered “Mmm, hello, what do we have here?”

He sputtered out something and started trying to apologise so I shushed him as my hand sought out his waist band. Slipping my hand under it I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and it felt good. Maybe 6-7 inches long and thick with a nice round head.

As soon as he realised I was into it he tried to get his hand between my legs, unfortunately the lack of space meant I couldn’t open them so I moved his hand onto my boob instead, his fingers tweaking my nipple through my bra.

I managed to release his cock from the waistband entirely, just keeping the blanket in place in case anyone looked over. He was already leaking precum and I wanted nothing more than to lean over and take it into my mouth, but had to make do with squeezing a little extra out and licking my fingers instead.

I could tell he was getting close and the lubrication from his precum meant I was able to grip him nice and tight as I stroked the full length of his cock. He was muttering under his breath that he was about to cum and I felt him tensing up.

Then I felt his whole body spasm slightly as he came hard. Spurting his cum out, covering my hand, his cock, the blanket, and even the back of the seat in front, oops!

I kept stroking for a while, feeling his aftershocks, and making sure I got every drop of cum from him. As he recovered he started thanking me, and I could see the look of shock as I said “You’re welcome sweetie, ” and licked my fingers clean, “now I’m off to sort myself out”

I woke up the sleeping husband so I could get out, having a little giggle seeing the other guy panic as he tried to make himself decent quickly and discreetly. As soon as the bathroom door was shut my hand was between my legs, rubbing any cum still left on my fingers into my soaking pussy it took me seconds before I was cumming.

I washed up and headed back to my seat, but not before removing my knickers which had quite a wet patch now. I later managed to slip them into the guys backpack as we were getting off the plane, I wonder if his bags got searched at all! I know he was a reddit user, so maybe he will see this and let me know.

Anyway, I told this story to the hubby on the drive home back to the airport, and funnily enough I had the same hand wrapped around his cock at the time and it ended up with very similar results, except this time I was able to get my mouth around it for the finish.

Thank you for reading! This is a true story, with just very minor artistic licence taken. I welcome any comments and feedback.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e54g2j/i_50f_have_some_fun_on_the_flight_home_fm