First Flight (Flying the Interracial Skies) - Sex Stories

First Flight (Flying the Interracial Skies)

... Vickie said, &#034I need to make sure everyone is cozy for our flight.&#034 She stood up, and reached into the overhead compartment and laid a blanket across Brandon's lap concealing her new boy-toy's excitement. She then joined Donna in pushing the drink cart through the aisle for any thirsty passengers. Brandon did not try to hide the fact he was watching Vickie guide the cart backwards from the front of the plane back towards the small storage area directly behind their seats. He really admired her curves and wished he had x-ray eyes trying to see at least a hint of panty line through her skirt. He concluded she must be wearing a thong. Stopping the cart to serve the young couple seated in the second to last row of seats, Vickie bent over as she handed the drinks to them. Brandon couldn't restrain himself any longer and placed a hand right up her skirt onto her inner thigh. Surprisingly she did not stop him but instead began a little small talk with the couple distracting them from the strong black hand sliding further up her smoothly shaved legs. His other hand gripped his growing tool hidden under the blanket. The slit in the back of Vickie's skirt allowed Brandon's nervous but excited hand further access up and inside the uniform. Brandon's heart raced as his hand pushed higher and higher. Unfortunately the skirt was too tight even with the slit for him to reach his destination, but she didn't mind the tease. Eventually Vickie could no longer distract the couple as ...

... Donna motioned to Vickie to conclude their work and move the cart back to the station area past the last seats. Brandon tried to conceal his growing manhood under the blanket as they passed and Donna flashed him a suspicious grin. Within minutes the flight attendants put away the cart and returned to their seats. Vickie made sure to bring back two mini bottles of rum. &#034On the house&#034 she said handing one bottle to Brandon as she rejoined him. He appreciatively took the offer and quickly downed it straight. &#034Wow, I like a man who can handle his liquor. And I see that's not all you can handle&#034 she grinned while purposefully staring at Brandon's hand moving underneath his blanket. &#034Bottoms up&#034 she giggled, emptying her own mini bottle down her throat. The private rum shots erased what little tension remained between the excited duo and also added to their personal flames. Vickie unbuttoned the next button down on her blouse, allowing the plane's air conditioning more access to her heaving breasts and granting Brandon a more arousing view of her lacy bra. He could see her nipples had hardened, just like his own cock under the blanket. &#034I'm gonna need more of your help, Vickie. Care to join me in the washroom?&#034 Brandon said, shifting in his seat and trying to unbutton the rest of her blouse with sheer mental power. &#034My pleasure&#034 she cooed and led the way to the unoccupied washroom with Brandon in pursuit of happiness. The plane was dim and the ...