I’ve wanted to be a pilot ever since I was a toddler (despite the apparent irony of an Arab guy flying planes for a job). I spent a lot of my time in college flying to rack up flight hours. Now, I’m 25, and I work for a regional cargo airline. I am currently working to get more flight hours so I can get a job at a large passenger airline that pays well, but for the time being, I absolutely love my job. I get to fly a giant chunk of steel through my beautiful region of America. But something that 4-year-old me didn’t know about when he first fell in love with flying actually turned out to be one of the best parts: being a licensed pilot makes people think you’re interesting. And that includes my lovely wife of two years.
My wife (let’s call her Laura, not her real name) and I met in college, shortly after I had received my private pilot license. For those who don’t know, a private pilot license allows you to fly your own plane, but you’re not allowed to profit off of carrying passengers or cargo (you need a commercial pilot license, which I have now). As soon as I told her I was a licensed pilot, she couldn’t get enough of me. She always wanted to hear me talk about what flying was like, or better yet, fly with me herself. When we started having sex, she would ask me to tell her about my flights while we were doing it. I’m sure she loves me for many more reasons, but as soon as I told her I was a pilot for the first time, it’s like a switch flipped in her brain that made me irresistible to her.
Anyway, we went to college in Chicago, so we were right next to Lake Michigan. And let me tell you, Lake Michigan is absolutely gorgeous. It feels like an ocean in the middle of North America. And to this day, one of my favorite things to do is fly over Lake Michigan. After we had been dating for about a year, I was able to buy a used Cessna from a family friend at a reduced price. This purchase coincided almost exactly with the end of the spring semester, so in celebration of this, my wife (girlfriend at the time) and I decided to take the new plane out for a spin over none other than Lake Michigan. Once we were up in the air over Lake Michigan and I had cleared with ATC, Laura started to get a bit frisky with me.
It started with her kissing around my neck and beard. She had kissed me while I was flying before, but never with that amount of vigor. Now, Cessna cockpits are pretty cozy. So it was pretty easy for Laura to slide her hand over to my groin and start rubbing me through my pants. Against all of my better judgement, I didn’t tell her to stop (hopefully nobody on this subreddit works for the FAA). She unzipped my zipper, reached in, and pulled out my cock. I looked over at her and she gave me a sexy smirk. Then, she took her sweater off, leaving her in her bra. She has these beautiful D-cup tits, and her bra didn’t do a great job of containing them, so she decided to take her bra off too.
It was as if Laura was trying her absolute best to steal my attention away from the flight. She kept kissing my neck and cheek, causing me to grin at her enthusiasm. Then, she whispered in my ear, “Want a blowjob?”, before giving me another sexy smirk. God, how can I say no to that? I told her yes, so she pushed her long, red hair out of the way, moved her headset microphone aside, and lowered her head into my lap. She took my cock into her mouth and began sucking. As usual, she was very methodical in giving me head, using lots of tongue and making these hot noises that came through on my headset.
As I continued to pilot the plane, I took a look out the window and realized how lucky I was. I was several thousand feet in the air, over one of my favorite places to visit, with the love of my life diligently pleasing me with her head in my lap. It was one of the best days of my life (so far at least). As I neared climax, Laura got faster. She alternated between stroking my cock and sucking on it. Eventually, I got so close that I had to take my hands off the yoke out of fear of jerking the plane. I burrowed my hands into Laura’s beautiful hair as I ejaculated in her mouth. She kept her mouth shut around my cock to prevent any cum from leaking out, and once she had her mouth closed and could sit up, she swallowed it all.
We turned back towards the airport and began to descend. She zipped up my pants for me, and she put her bra and sweater back on. Once we landed, taxied into the hangar, and turned off the engine, Laura kissed me passionately. She said, “I love watching you fly. You’re so brave and smart.” I blushed a bit at her compliments, and I told her I love her. Those words caused her to frantically kiss me more. Then she asked, “Wanna have sex when we get home?” I chuckled, “You read my mind.” Then, we walked back to my car, with Laura’s arms wrapped around my waist.
To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kp0fdb/mf_my_wife_thengirlfriend_19f_gave_me_20m_head
Bringing the term Airhead to a physical sense.
Bruh I also have my PPL I’ve always wanted to do this but I’m so afraid I’ll crash or smth good on you for the balls
Mountain Air? You mentioned a regional cargo….
You have my dream job and dream life. If only flight school wasn’t so damn expensive! Still saving up
I have given my hubby head in the Cessna several times. G1000 with g750 autopilot he gets to enjoy and watch the gauges.
Pull up! Pull up!
Don’t end up like this guy who got his own NTSB accident report indicating he was most likely getting head while crashing…
My husband won’t even take me up with him, he’s too worried he’d be too distracted …
And here I am chasing the trim wheel trying to get that damn skychicken to hold altitude
Great story! Also, I saw your username after reading the story and laughed so hard
Literally there have been plane crashes caused by this. I’ve read NTSB reports of them.
Man, she seemed to have a serious pilot fetish. Way to win out.