Betsy's Creampie Part 5 - Sex Stories

Betsy's Creampie Part 5

... stewardess did their pre check and announcements which included talking about the short hop to another stop before heading north, then took their seats. The plane taxied and took off without a hitch. The cabin lights were dimmed and everyone quieted down.

Betsy and Steve moved the armrest between them out of the way and got comfortable snuggling together. Because the flight was crowded and it was a short hop to the connecting airport, they couldn’t do much.

After a short hop to the connecting airport, the flight attendants announced all passengers going on to Boston should remain seated until all the others have exited the plane. Almost all the passengers got off and only a handful of new ones boarded the plane. Most passengers opted for the front of the plane.

Steve and Betsy remained in their seats and pretended to be trying to sleep; pulling blankets over themselves. Betsy contemplated slipping off her panties. “No,” she thought, “I want him to feel how wet he got me.”

The attendants made their compulsory announcements and dimmed the lights.

Soon the plane reached 10,000 feet and the announcement that Wi-Fi was available, as it climbed higher, Betsy’s hand slid under the blanket and over Steve’s lap. It was no surprise to her that Steve’s cock was straining against his slacks. She nimbly inched his zipper down, relieving some of the pressure. Steve undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants. Betsy gripped his cock through his boxers and smiled at its girth. ...

... She rubbed her hand the length of his shaft and said, “Let’s figure out how to free this big boy. I want to wrap my lips around him. Would you like that?”

“Absolutely!” He whispered.

The flight attendants were busy with drinks and snacks at the front of the plane, Betsy scrunched down, gripped the shaft of Steve’s cock and pulled the foreskin of his uncircumcised cock back. “Not bad,” she thought. “6 or 7 inches long and nice girth.” She kissed the bulbous head of Steve’s cock, looked up and gave Steve a mischievous grin. She stroked his cock twice then took his cock into her mouth and licked the head like an ice cream cone. Steve stifled a moan as she then took his entire cock into her mouth and gave it a quick suck. She pulled back, lifted her head and kissed him. Her tongue plunged into his mouth. She wanted to let him taste his cock on her tongue and lips.

Betsy wrapped her hand around his cock and gently stroked it. Her other hand took his and guided it under her skirt to her waiting cunt.

Steve quickly pulled back and covered himself. The flight attendant was coming up the aisle. “This will take patience.” Steve whispered.

When the attendant left, Steve slid his hand back under the blanket and slid it up her thigh. His fingers reached her panties, they were soaked. He smiled to himself as he nimbly maneuvered his fingers to pull the gusset aside. His cock twitched as he realized that her cunt was bare, devoid of any pubic hair. “I’d love to see her shaved ...