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Alyssa was not usually a nervous flyer, but she had butterflies in her stomach anticipating this one. That morning she woke up early and after packing she did her makeup, curled her hair, and wore a dark skirt with tights and a baggy hoodie. She was still half an hour out from when she needed to leave so she spent that time double and triple checking everything she could. After an uneventful taxi ride she got out with her luggage and carry-on, slowly went through customs without a hitch, and finally made it here, to the seating by the gate. With 20 minutes to kill, she sat down cross legged and tried her best to focus on her book, killing only 2 chapters before her and the rest of the passengers were called down to board.

She felt her heart beating in her chest as she followed everyone else down the hall to her plane, and looked out at the take-offs and landings as they slowly made their way in. She repeated to herself “23 C, 23 C” as she made her way to her seat – right beside the aisle-way – strategically picked when she booked. Finally she sat down and waited, wondering who were going to be her seatmates for the trip. The first was an older woman in maybe her 60’s, and Alyssa said hi with a polite smile as she awkwardly scooted past to the window seat. After a few more people shuffled down the aisle, an extremely average looking business-man nodded at her before taking his seat in the middle of them. He immediately put on his headphones and neck pillow and closed his eyes, which Alyssa internally celebrated. Soon after, following the pilot’s neverending safety briefing, she watched through the opposite window as the ground got farther and farther away. Lift-off.

As soon as the seatbelt sign turned off, she grabbed her bag and made her way to the washroom. A kind flight attendant showed her how to open it and she stammered a “thank you” before heading inside and closing it behind her. She pulled out her phone and put it on the counter, then took out her plug and an egg vibrator and did the same. She pulled down her skirt and tights, and sat down on the cold toilet. Taking her phone in her right hand and the vibrator in her left, she put her legs up and filmed herself slowly wiggling it in, surprised at how easily it entered. Then she took the travel-sized bottle of lube and spread it over the plug before doing the same thing. The plug wasn’t so easy though, she tried to relax so it would fit in easier but it wouldn’t go in no matter what. After trying again and again, she propped the phone up on the counter and bent over, using one hand to balance and one to push it in, mindful of how long she was taking, and after a few more attempts she finally felt it pass the halfway point and slid in. She let out her breath and it made her holes feel so full. Stopping recording and saving the videos (she needed proof for later) she pulled her skirt and tights back up and stood normally. Immediately, she felt the pressure of the plug in her ass and the egg in her pussy. She checked her poker face in the mirror before reaching down her skirt and turning the vibrator on. Then left the bathroom.

Heading down the aisle back to her seat it took all of her effort to try to walk normally. It felt like everyone’s eyes were on her, like they knew what a slut she was being, judging her for doing it. She sat down next to her business-man seat partner – thankfully still asleep – and folded her hands in her lap, digging her nails into her hands. She was already breathing heavy at this point. The airplane was loud enough that nobody could hear her vibrator, but it felt so fucking good inside of her. The way it was programmed was that it started slowly and then eventually buzzed harder and harder, before going back down in intensity then repeating, but with some random patterns at each level. The whole process took a long time to loop, and Alyssa was this wet after just starting it. On one hand she wanted it to stop so she could have a normal flight, but she also wanted it to stop teasing her because she was so fucking horny.

Almost on cue it starting pulsing higher. She bit her lip and adjusted herself in her seat, taking a quick look around at everyone just in case, with most people absorbed in their movies. She noticed a stewardess at the very front asking people for snacks, and felt a pang of frustration at the timing. Her toy started pulsing even harder and she discreetly pushed back into her chair at the sensation, before it went back down a little bit. She could feel the plug that was filling her ass start to vibrate from it and it was getting harder and harder not to make a sound when she breathed out. It teased her up and down at this level for a while, she kept readjusting herself in her seat and trying to keep her breathing under control but honestly she knew she probably looked like a mess. She was sure her face was flushed and if anyone could see under her skirt her underwear would be soaked at this point. It went up another level and she quietly gasped, thankful again that the white noise muffled her. She was fucking throbbing and felt if she didn’t cum soon she would lose her mind. She was breathing hard enough her chest started to move up and down as she opened her legs a little bit. She glanced over to see business guy was still sleeping and the old lady was too. Across the aisle a few guys were watching something from a laptop resting on the middle person’s lap. She spread her legs as much as the room allowed and folded her hands over her lap, one over the other. She started probing over her skirt with her index finger and found her clit, and started playing with it as hard as she could without moving her top hand.

*fuck fuck fuck fuck*

The vibrator kept pulsing at this level and vibrating her plug as she teased her clit back and forth through her skirt. It felt so fucking good she was hot all over, she knew she was going to cum soon. She lost herself in the pleasure, imagining getting fucked hard by one of the guys in the opposite aisle, what they would do if they knew what a filthy whore she was being right now, if they would spitroast her on the plane right then and there. She fingered harder and felt her orgasm building.

*oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck*

“tea or coffee or anything ma’am?”
she straightened up and looked at the stewardess right next to her.
“OH! Sorry! ummmMMMMmmm, what?” she stammered, holding back her moan
“Anything to drink?” asked the stewardess cheerfully”
“Oh! Haha I’mmMm okay! ThaAaank you!”

Her heart was beating out of her chest and she wondered how flushed her face was. She knew. She had to know, right? The vibrator buzzed harder and harder as the stewardess looked past her.

“And for you Maam?” this time directed at the now-awake older woman in her row
“oh, well… whaddya have, honey?” she replied
“Well, we have…”

Fuuuck. Alyssa wasn’t listening anymore. Her heart dropped as she felt herself pushed over the edge. And started cumming hard. She closed her eyes and bucked against the chair as discreetly as she could while she felt her pussy spasm over and over. There was nothing she could do but but hold her mouth shut with all her will and wait until she finished. She contracted around they toy over and over and squeezed her plug hard until she finally came back to earth and opened her eyes again.

Realising what happened, she started panicking and looking around. The stewardess was 2 rows behind her, and the old woman was looking out of the window at the clouds. She breathed the biggest sigh of relief in her life as she readjusted herself back into a normal position. Okay. Okay okay okay. She suddenly felt giddy. She just fucking came on an airplane and got away with it. She looked around once more, realising how soaked she was, and remembering that the vibrator was still inside her as it started ramping up more. All she had to do was go back to the bathroom and put her toys back in her bag. Thankful at the amount of layers she wore, she stood up and started to head towards the bathroom – only to be stopped by a different stewardess.

“Excuse me maam I’m sorry, you’re going to have to head back to your seat for just a bit”
“What?! No! I mean – you, no, I dont understand, I have to run to the bathroom quickly and-”
“I’m sorry but we’re heading into some turbulence so you’re going to have to return to your seat, it shouldn’t last too long and right after the signs come off you can go straight to the bathroom” she said with irritating cheeriness.

Alyssa looked around at the now-lit-up seatbelt signs as some of the passengers looked at her judgementally. Becoming extra aware of the toys inside her, she self-consciously murmured a quiet “okay”, before heading back to her seat. She buckled herself in and waited.

Then her vibe hit its highest setting. She started squirming in her seat as much as she could, being buckled in and on display, but she couldn’t get away from the vibration. Everything was already so sensitive from cumming so recently, she could barely keep it together. The turbulence started slowly at first, little shakes here and there, but suddenly the plane dropped like a rollercoaster, then started jerking side to side. Alyssa let out a breath harshly then bit down on her hand.

Every shift and every drop pushed her toys deep inside her and moved them around in a way she couldn’t ignore. She could almost laugh at the absurdity as she thought to herself “oh god I’m getting fucked by a plane”. That thought quickly left her mind at the plane’s next drop, which surprised her so much she let out a little moan. She looked around and seemed to be the only one at least a little bit affected by the turbulence, granted she was also the only one with her holes full so that made sense. She felt like she was going to lose her mind as she was jostled back and forth in her seat, and felt a familiar heat feeling build inside her.

*nonononononoNONO*

She groaned and threw her head back as her pussy clenched violently, right as the plane hit a hard drop and she let her voice out for just a second. She put her hand to her mouth and felt herself squirt all over her panties around the toy as she jerked against her seatbelt. Her thighs opened and closed rhythmically against her control and her other hand dug into the armrests as she bucked. She was hit with waves of pleasure but that slowly faded to panic as her limbs and mind came back into her control.

The turbulence lasted for a few painful minutes for which she stared at the floor, then the seatbelt sign went off again and she speedwalked to the bathroom with her bag. She was an absolute mess of juices, her panties were soaked right through, and her tights and even a part of her skirt had her cum on it. She took a deep breath before putting her toys back in her bag and doing what she could to clean up. Walking back to the aisle, one of the guys across from her glanced at her and nudged his friend before saying something to him, and she turned scarlet and stared at the ground before sitting down again. The business man snored. The old lady sipped her coffee. Two hours left until arrival.

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