Several years ago, my boyfriend and I were flying to Nashville to visit friends and we had the misfortune of a late night flight. We played the don’t-jinx-it by saying it out loud game for all of boarding before we finally celebrated that there was nobody in our row with us when the cabin door closed. He leaned over to give me a kiss and then said we may as well spread out since we have the room, and he scooted over to the window seat.
After the safety presentation, take off, and the initial leveling off, the seat belt light finally clicked and I asked if I could lay my head on his lap. The flight attendants had lowered the lights soon after takeoff. It was about 11 p.m., I believe, by this time. With his permission I lay my head in his lap and he places a hand on my shoulder, while he continues reading with the little overhead light on. I start to stroke his thigh a little bit, he’s wearing basketball shorts so I can feel his slight reaction, a stirring above my head on his thigh. He adjusts in his seat and whispers, don’t get me too excited, not like we can do anything.
I react by rolling over to make eye contact and I can detect the air of mischief on his face, and he lets his hand roam on my chest, quickly slipping his fingers down the front of my shirt and giving my right nipple a tug. I sit up to give him a peck, and then give him a look that indicates this is now a game of sexual advancement chicken.
He reaches over his head and turns out the light, as I slide my hand under his shorts leg, wrapping my fingers around his shaft. I try to stay as still as possible while giving as much movement as possible for stroking his now hard cock. Aside from deepening his breathing slightly, my boyfriend stays quiet, and pulls the blanket I have over me us to provide coverage for my antics. I keep rubbing, taking care to lightly caress the rest of his equipment, and try to make him as hot as possible.
My blood is pounding in my chest, we have had sex in his car, even once outside at night while camping, but we had never fooled around anywhere this risky. I keep stroking while trying to listen for the awareness of anyone around, and knowing my boyfriend will tap me if I should cut it out and feign sleep. I gain confidence after a couple minutes of this sneaking hand job and I start to try to work my boyfriends shorts down.
He placed a hand on my back, and I could feel the silent inquiry about if I was serious. I used the pause to pull his shaft out of his shorts, just above the waistband. I pause to make sure I have enough saliva in my mouth that taking him in will be as quiet as possible, and then I slip the head of his penis into my mouth. I stayed laid on my side just turning my head which didn’t give an optimal angle but I hoped kept me looking flat in silhouette. I started to suck, so very slowly at first to make sure I wasn’t going to make any slurp sounds, and then gaining confidence and also using my tongue and the spit in my mouth to play with the head of his shaft, and then starting to bob up and down in earnest.
I could feel the risk and danger, in combination with urgency to not drag this out, exciting him, and gave as much leeway as I could, sucking up and down on him and trying to take him deeply down my throat while staying absolutely silent. I was working my tongue on him while sucking and struggling as I would normally moan giving head, and be listening for his groans and exclamations.
Before too long he squeezes my shoulder and for a moment I think he’s telling me there is a flight attendant coming so I pause but then he jerks his hips forward and I suck down again, feeling him shooting almost down my throat and swallowing everything he is giving me. I give him the lightest of licks up and down before moving my head away so he could pull his shorts up and desperately needing to get out from under the blanket. After a final slow rollover and letting myself lean up against his chest I looked up at him and saw him looking absolutely astounded.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hqvrkc/sucking_my_boyfriend_off_on_an_airplane_fm
Why does this seem too good to be true xD
This sounds fantastic. I hope you continue to had more fun like this.
Good girl!
I remember reading an AmA about a flight attendant and her adventures. She said they know when someone’s going for the mile high club. They just let them have it unless its bothering the other passengers.