flight - Sex Stories

flight

I pressed my legs together. I felt hot and nervous. The texture of my seat on my most private parts let me think of all the people that might have sat here before, all the germs i was now exposed to, no safety layer of cloth between the much used surface of this cheap airlines narrow passenger accommodation that was called a seat. For me it also could have been an electric chair, it gave me no comfort. He had given me strict rules. No panties, short skirt, no bra. On a five hours flight. To where he would wait for me. I did all he requested so far. I wanted to be a good girl. But now my nervousness took over, I doubted my own decision. I wished myself back home into my little apartment, back to safety. The other people on the plane went about their own business; reading, talking, or just staring holes into the air. I felt relieved when i had reached my seat. Though the skirt slid up over my ass the moment I sat down, I felt much less exposed to public eyes than before. But now I had to get up again, that, or wet up the seat. When natures call became unbearable, I got up slowly, blushed, while i tried to pull down my skirt again as much as possible without causing much attention. Too afraid to check the faces beside and behind me, I stumbled forward in my new black high heels. It seemed the longest walk of my life. I felt my huge boobs swinging with every step under the thin blouse he had chosen me to wear. There were probably eyes burning into my behind too, it was just ...

... barely covered by the black leather mini skirt. When i finally got to release my water it was almost orgasm like satisfying. I sat for a while, enjoyed the privacy, looked at myself in the little mirror. I looked like the slut I had become for him. I looked like the cheapest hooker of the worst street corner in town in my high heels, mini, thin blouse, and the dark makeup. I tried to cover myself with my arms, when i finally opened the door reluctantly to a continuous angry rapping. When the walk to the restroom had been already embarrassing, the way back towards all those scanning faces did make me wish the ground would open beneath me and swallow me up. With quick steps I hurried back to my seat. Trying to avoid to look at the people around me, and just focused on getting back as fast as possible, i overlooked a stretched out foot right in my way. I squeaked a high embarrassing note of surprise, and in the same second that the floor came rushing towards me, one of my heels flew of my foot, and my ass felt a lot more of the cool plane air then it was supposed to. On all fours, trying to think of a way to make this less embarrassing, I heard the loud mumble of voices all around me. Very conscious of my uncovered genitals my heart started to race. Face flushed, legs shaking, I finally singled out a not unkind male voice. ‘May I offer my assistance?’ I turned my head to look back over my shoulder. Anything was better than kneeling doggy with hardly any clothes on between the seats ...