Mile High Club: Part One - Sex Stories

Mile High Club: Part One

... limits?” “No,” she said quietly, “I like it but maybe it’s better not to, during the flight.” He thought for a moment, her cheeks were flushed with arousal and her eyes alight. Her eyes met his, the youthful innocence replaced with a provocative gleam. Feeling her hips move, his finger nudged into her taint and he would have laughed. This girl wanted more and fuck, he wanted to give her all of it. Fingering her cunt and ass simultaneously, he saw the girl fight to keep quiet as she milked his fingers with her muscles. The grip of her cunt on his fingers was like nothing he had felt before and craved to feel around his dick. Once her nails scratched him and she let out a small shudder. He knew his job was done but couldn’t resist a further probe before removing his hand slowly. “I have to taste you.” Cara watched him look around before raising his fingers to his face, inhaling the sweet musk of her pussy before licking off the cream. She was sweet with a fruity tone to the cream, he groaned despite himself and turned to her. “You taste fantastic.” … Cara circled her thumb and fingers around the base of his shaft. Liam twitched beneath her and shifted his hips, he wanted to fuck her tight twat. His already stiff cock hardened with her touch, wanking him until he groaned. The spurt of hot wetness over her hand left her sticky, each throb producing more despite his earlier relief in the plane toilet cubicle. Staying stiff for three hours straight was tiresome, one climax though ...

... did not hinder his orgasm now. Retracting her hand from beneath the blanket, the scent of his cum filled Cara’s nose and she flicked her tongue out to taste it. Liam watched her eat his cum, their eyes locked while her pink tongue scooped up the cream. “Nice touch.” “Maybe we should have waited until after dinner.” Cara replied, the sound of the stewardesses beginning the dinner service registered with Liam and he laughed. The plane would land in six hours, dessert could be self-service he thought. … At the luggage carousel, Cara connected to the airport internet to check her Facebook. Finding Liam, she sent a friend request before going on to check her emails and read the notifications she had missed for the last two weeks. Looking up, she recognised Liam some ten metres away with his phone in hand. With all their conversation and attraction, albeit incredibly sexual attraction; she wondered if they would actually speak again as he had said. Liam smiled while marvelling at how young she looked now they were off the plane and her face was no longer reflecting her pleasure. The scent of her musk clung to his fingers and her taste remained on his tongue while traces of his cum remained on her breasts from where she wiped her hand. Her bra remained in her bag from having taken it off on the flight. Each travelled their separate ways with baggage in hand. The girls Cara travelled with glaring at her back as she turned away from Liam’s smile with a wave. Reaching her hotel room two ...