My first international flight was about as boring as I had anticipated. It was about 2 am and the cabin lights were dim. Almost everyone was asleep. It was quiet, except for the occasional cough or baby crying. I could never sleep on planes. I wasn’t sure how I got so lucky as to have an empty seat. A whole empty row, and the one behind it too, in fact. At least I had no one drooling on me or snoring in my ear. Were international flights always this empty?
There was an attractive brunette with short hair in the row in front of me, to my left in the isle seat. She was travelling with a couple of older relatives it seemed. We had shared a couple glances, but she had seemed distracted for most of the flight. She must of run out of stuff to do, she was starting to seem bored. We locked eyes for a minute and my adrenaline, testosterone, and lots of other hormones spiked. I smiled. She came back to my seat and asked if I had any spare batteries. This kick started a casual conversation about the usual. We talked quietly to avoid waking anyone.
She introduced herself as “Jess”. She was returning home after a vacation in America with her Aunt and Uncle. I had been busy preparing for the upcoming work conference and I hadn’t had much time to take care of my sexual needs. I didn’t realize how uncomfortably horny I was until Jess came and sat next to me. She smelled amazing. My eyes kept darting to places they shouldn’t as we talked. She had respectably sized tits, and a somewhat flattering button-up shirt. She had on fairly tight-fitting pants. I wondered if she had noticed my glances.
She took the cue and started making light physical contact while we made small talk. Hand on the shoulder, on my arm and what not. I noticed she was playing with her hair a lot.
I was really digging this girl, but was hesitant to take things further on the public plane. Eventually she took the initiative. She looked into my eyes and grinned while unbuttoning the top two buttons of her shirt. It seemed Jess wasn’t wearing a bra.
Blood started to flow into my genitals. I caught myself staring at her cleavage. As I looked up she wet her lips unconsciously. I leaned in for a kiss. She exhaled softly in appreciation, and grabbed the back of my neck. I loved it when women did that. She gently pulled my head into hers, sticking her tongue into my mouth. I let out a soft moan.
My pants were starting to get pretty uncomfortable. She saw me squirming and looked down with a grin. I was straining against my jeans. She felt my cock through my pants and I jumped a little. As she rubbed my jeans I slid a hand into her shirt and felt her right breast. Obviously real, and a bit bigger than average, they were perfect. I caught my breath as I played with her nipple. Oops, can’t forget the other one!
I stopped for a minute when I remembered where we were. What if someone caught us? I glanced around. Everyone near me was obviously asleep. I couldn’t see the stewardesses anywhere. What if they decided to walk down the isle? “Fuck it” I thought and unbuttoned my jeans. I half-stood and pulled my jeans and boxer-shorts just below my butt. My hard cock sprang free. I sat back down.
She grinned approval and wrapped her fingers around my shaft. I stifled another groan. She leaned in and kissed me again, while starting to stroke me. She came all the way to the tip, and all the way back down to the base. Something about the excitement of getting caught made everything amazing. I leaned back and relaxed while she settled into a rhythm. As she jerked me off her other hand slid down her waistband and disappeared in her pants. It started moving in rhythm.
We both started breathing heavier. I reached behind me to make sure my coat was accessible should I have to cover up suddenly.
I unbuttoned her pants and she awkwardly pulled them down with one hand. I explored the front of her thin cotton panties while she continued to work her magic. She was very warm. Her panties were starting to soak through. I pulled the fabric aside and slipped a finger inside of her, causing her to inhale sharply.
I gave her a finger massage while she jerked me off. I was in heaven. Pretty soon she got really squirmy. My hand was getting pretty sore but I kept going. Then she let go of my member and leaned into me. She grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed her mouth to mine, a little bit hard. I didn’t slow down. She moaned into my mouth as her body shook. I felt warm liquid flow down my hand. She looked into my eyes. “Fuck” she whispered.
She resumed the dick massage. I wanted to bust so bad. Somewhere part of my brain wondered about the potential mess. I ignored it. The pressure kept on building. Not much longer now. “I’m going to cum” I mouthed.
She immediately stopped. “What the hell?” I thought. She stood up carefully but quickly, turned around, and pulled her underwear down. She bent over, and reached back for my cock. I had to re-situate some, and it was a bit awkward in the seats, but I managed. She guided my cock inside her. It slipped right into her wet pussy. Fuck, it felt amazing.
She grabbed the arm of the empty chair across the isle. She rocked gently, sliding her pussy up and down my cock. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I clamped a hand against my mouth. Fireworks went off inside my brain. I busted hard, pumping several spurts of baby batter inside her. I heard her groan softly.
The person in front of me stirred. “Oh Fuck” I thought. Jess slipped back into the seat beside me and pulled her pants and underwear back up. We sat still for a minute, struggling to breath quietly. Nothing happened. Then she kissed me on the cheek and slipped off to the bathroom.
I slept like a baby until the morning. The Captain was announcing our descent. It was going to be a great trip.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/fzj05a/that_time_i_creampied_a_stranger_on_an_airplane
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