We (30M 27F) are Pilot and Flight Attendant and We are Joint Presidents of the Mile High Club [MF]

Good evening pervs and pervetts from the flight deck. This is Josh and Ai again here to share another of our adventures above 30,000 feet.

We start this tale with me (Joe), scrambling around on a bad weather day. Thing were delayed and flights were cancelling, it was not a lot of fun. I had finally managed to make it to the airport we’d been trying to get into for hours only to be greeted by a phone call from crew scheduling. They desperately needed me to run over and get on a deadhead to reposition me for the next day. Grumbling to myself I dragged my exhausted self over to the flight, got myself a row to myself and headed down the jet bridge.

I settled in as comfortably as possible in the cramped seats and pulled out my tablet to find something to veg out on for the next several hours. I’m lost to the real world trying instead to focus on the adventures of some random people when I get tapped on the shoulder. I sigh assuming that I had been assigned a seat mate that was going to pester me the whole flight but I’m shocked to see Ai standing there like some angel sent to take me away.

We (30M 27F) are Pilot and Flight Attendant and We are Joint Presidents of the Mile High Club [MF]

Hello everyone. This is Ai. Joe and I thank you for the messages and comments you sent us.

Joe and I has been into this lifestyle for two years now and it has been fun. Our company airplanes were witnesses to how naughty, frisky, and kinky we both can be.

So, curious about what happened when we both learned that we were on the same flight?

That morning, I put on my best smile while welcoming the passengers on board. Yet, at the back of my mind, all I can think of was that guy and his cock deep inside me. You should know, it was memorable for me because that was supposed to be my first ONS (subject to another story).

I went through the motion. So it came as a big surprise to see the man I was thinking of was the man in the cockpit. My heart raced, my mind remembered the naughty night before, and I felt my pussy get wet and tingle.

The whole flight, all I can think of was the man in front, my mind lost in fantasies. I heard of my fellow FA’s before who enjoyed the mile high club lifestyle. Although I was curious before, I never had the chance to explore it. But that day, all I can think of was getting him again.

We (30M 27F) are Pilot and Flight Attendant and We are Joint Presidents of the Mile High Club [MF]

I (30M) am Joe, and I’m a pilot for a major airline. She (27 F) Ai, is a flight attendant for that same airline. We had a chance encounter one day and ever since we can’t keep our hands off each other. Hotel rooms, airports, even being on the plane doesn’t stop us.

It started funnily enough in a hotel bar. Those of you who are frequent travelers will no doubt know of what goes on in hotel bars. I had finished a long day of flying and was looking to blow off some steam and have some fun.

When I get there it was a mixed bag but I noticed one girl sitting at the bar. She is pretty, somehow looking bored in that sea of people. I went over to order a drink and sat down next to her. After some subtle flirting, and some not so subtle flirting, we ended up back in my hotel room, our clothes flung all across the room. We had sex in every way we could imagine, she bent over in every furniture, for the rest of the night in one of the most passionate nights of my life.