“ Welcome to Boston. The current time is approx. 7:00am, and the temperature is a cool 45 academic degree. We will be taxiing a few Thomas More second, so please hitch seated until the Captain has turned off the fasten ass belt sign. Have a gracious day in Boston."came over the plane speakers.

As I was waiting for my bag to go far, Ylena secretly blew me a kiss from across the merry-go-round, mouthing thank you as her boyfriend was pulling her bag off the line.

I winked at her and couldn't assistant reminiscing about what happened on my"redeye"flight….

I arrived at PDX for my late-night flying to capital of Massachusetts the accustomed"two"hours before the flight of steps departed. The drome was empty at 8:00pm on a Tuesday night in July. After passing through security measures, I headed for my gate. I arrived at the logic gate with enough time for a couple stale brews.

It's a criminal offense to charge $ 8.00 for a pint of beer. I was halfway finished with my beer, alternating between watching planes bring off and people watching when I heard,"I will birth a Cape Cod please."I turned my foreland to follow the voice and took a double payoff. There was a gorgeous brunet sitting a couple stern down from me. She caught my gaze, looked at me and smiled. I turned my attention back to the runway where a 747 was landing. I finished my dry pint and asked the"beer"tender for another. This time I turned to catch her starring at me. I finally spoke,"Hi !"

She responded in kind. I took a couplet of drinks before speaking again."Are you on the red-eye to Boston ?"

After I said that, I thought to myself. ‘ half-wit ’, of course she's on the red-eye why else would she be sitting here.

"Yes,"she replied."I hate these overnight flight. They screw up my sleep pattern,"she continued.

I took another swig, and said"Yeah, I here ya. It's so damned hard to catch some Z's on planes."

She finished her drink and ordered another. After a beer and ½ tariff called and I went to use the restroom. I was feeling a little buzzed from the intoxicant and idea if maybe this will be the flying where I join the exclusive"Mile heights Club ”. I often fantasized about sex on an airplane. voice of the exhilaration is the thrill associated with the hypothesis of getting caught. I finished relieving my bladder and headed back to the bar. I still had 45 minutes until boarding.

After hoisting myself back on the bar stool, my bar first mate asked me where the convenience were. I responded and used my forefinger finger to point the way.

I finished my dry pint. The"beer"tender asked if I wanted another. I looked at my watch again and determined I had time for one more.

My bar-mate returned. Her face looked a little flushed. Apparently, the vodka was taking affect. She finished her second drinkable and turned to ask me if she had time for another. I glanced at my spotter again and said,"We have about 30 minute before boarding. I think you have enough time."

She said,"Great ! !"She then asked the bartender for one to a greater extent.

"I'm Brian,"putting my hand out for a shake.

She moved her paw towards mine and said,"I'm Ylena."

"Elena ?"I ask, not sure of whether that was right or wrong.

"Ylena with ‘ Y ’,"she repeated.

"That's a beautiful name,"I nation.

She responded,"I will let my mother know. She really loves my name."

"flying 1512 to Boston will begin boarding in 15 moment,"came over the airport verbalizer system.

I had about ½ of beer left and Ylena had only taken a couple of sips from her freshly poured drink.

"I already have quite a buzz going from the previous two drinks,"Ylena offered."It looks like I'm going to cause to slam this one,"she continued.

I chuckled a bit and responded jokingly,"Don't vexation. I will carry you to the plane if you can't walk."

"Don't gets your hopes up, I think I can walk just fine,"she said with a chortle of her own.

I finished my beer, paid my extortionate tab, letting the"beer"stamp know my feelings about the highway robbery of $ 8.00 per beer."I better use the bathroom one to a greater extent prison term before boarding,"I say to Ylena."It will be a patch before they let us get up and use the bathroom."

"Good idea ! I better do the like,"Ylena commented."I'll see you on the plane."

Letting my lizard drain, I started imagining ( hoping ) this would be the time my"mile high club"phantasy comes true. When I take"redeye"flights, I always try to get a seat at the rachis of the plane. One reason is hoping someday I will get to last my phantasy, and the former if the flights not entire, I usually get a wholly row to myself.

"Flight 1512 with non-stop table service to Bean Town is now ready for boarding. Please have your boarding pass out and available to the logic gate accompaniment,"came over the get on surface area. I got in blood line, and was desperately looking for Ylena. I didn't see her as the stemma got small-scale and it was almost my turn to plug-in. My brain was convincing me she had way too much to drink and was puking or passed out in the public toilet. Finally, it was my time to plug-in and still no Ylena. I immediately thought another tripper without joining the"Mile High Club ”.

I found my tail and my distrust were right. No one else was in the row ; I had it all to myself."Damn ! ! Where's Ylena ?"

The end few passengers were coming aboard, and the trajectory meeter announced that everyone was on board and the door was being closed.

‘ SHIT'I thought. She must birth gotten really sickish."Everyone must be seated before we can allow for the gate area,"was announced. I fastened my seat smash and was reading the in-flight magazine when I heard,"I bet you thought I was sick."

I turned to my left and Ylena was walking by my row. She stopped a few rows up, looked back at me and smiled. I was relieved she was okay. I was also euphoric that my fantasy still might come to fruition.

take off was normal, and after we reached cruising altitude, the chieftain announced he was turning off the tush belt mansion and we were free to go about the cabin. I immediately unbuckled mine and headed toward Ylena. When I reached her, she must feature known I was going to come up. She had a big smile on her brass, and she was chuckling.

"When did you circuit card the airplane,"I boldly asked.

"I have an MVP card and boarded with First Class,"she retorted.

‘ I looked for you when I was in line. When I didn't see you, I thought you must have gotten sick,"I told her in a refer tone."When I didn't see you board, I thought you passed out."

"Thank you for being concerned about me,"she responded in a smartass tone."I'm a big girl and can handle my alcohol just fine."

"Great,"I said."Why don't you come back to my row ? No one else is sitting in it and I will buy you another drink."

She looked at me inquisitively, deciding whether she should or shouldn't.

"Come on, it's a farseeing flight,"I say."Let's trial whether or not you can handle your alcohol."

She unbuckled her arse belt, got out of her seat and followed me back to my row. I sat in the aisle and she by the window. We chit-chatted a few minutes before the flight attendants made it back to our row with the potable cart.

"May I get you two something to tope ?"Stephanie, one of our flight of steps tender, asked.

"I'll have Cranberry/Vodka,"Ylena said. That is a mantle Cod, but Ylena figured Stephanie wasn't a bartender, so she made it easy on her.

"I'll have red wine,"I said.

Ylena immediately changed her mind."On instant persuasion, I will have red wine-colored also ”, she told Stephanie.

Stephanie handed us our wine-coloured and said,"That's $ 10.00."I my Visa card and included an extra $ 2.00 for her. Of course, she responded that it wasn't necessary to tip. I told her I understood, but we will need More later."She said,"No job. The sheet is half full, so just hit the Call release when you want another."

We poured the wine into the charge plate cups and clanked them together saying"Cheers."

We chit-chatted a few more bit while we sipped our wine. After the glasses were half empty, I knew it was now or never if I wanted to make this illusion come true.

In my beer and wine hasten state of mind, I said to Ylena"Are you a fellow member of the ‘ Mile High clubhouse'?"

"What airline has that frequent flier program,"she asked.

I was dumbfounded. Ylena doesn't know what the mile eminent club is, I thought to myself. Interesting ! !

"The statute mile senior high social club is not associated with any special airway,"I say."You don't get miles or trips or pillage, and it doesn't toll anything to conjoin,"I continue coyly.

"wellspring, what's limited about joining this nightspot,"Ylena asks as she sips another drinking of wine.

"Do you two need another glass of wine,"I hear from behind me.

I turned my head, and said,"Yes Stephanie, that would be great."

Stephanie left, and Ylena repeated her question.

"The Roman mile highschool club ”, I start to say when Stephanie returned with our wine. I handed her my Visa identity card, when she said,"These are on the house. I'll be back to insure on you in a niggling bit."

We both said thanks, and I commented."See, it does pay to tip."

"Ok. Now what about this Mile senior high society ? ”, Ylena questioned again.

I motioned her to lean airless to me. I explained what the gild was and what it takes to link up. Ylena stayed motionless for a few irregular, and then moved away from me. It was quiet for a few seconds after that.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean value to hurt you,"I stated. She looked at me ; a big smile came over her expression. She motioned me to go closer. a good deal to my surprise, she planted a big, titillating kiss on my lips. Instantly my cock felt the jerk of excitement.

"That sounds very, very naughty,"she said in a low sultry voice."I'm getting wet thinking about it."

"I'm not getting wet, but it is having that ‘ Male'affect on me,"I retort.

With that she glanced down at my crotch and could see the"tent'already formed. When I travel at night, I purposely wear button down jeans with no underwear, making promiscuous access if needed. With her middle fixated on the collapsible shelter I was forming, she reached out and grabbed a hold of my throbbing member.

"WOW ! ! You're fix for some action,"she said.

Fair is reasonable, so I reciprocated and moved my deal to her privates. Once she saw me moving my hand, she spread her legs. The second my finger's breadth touched it, she let out an audible moan. She was already wet.

"I can return the WOW ! !"I said."Are you wearing any panties ?"I continued.

"I never wear scanty,"she replied."Where do we go from here,"she whispered to me.

"Move your tray down from its seat,"I commanded."Here's my shabu, set them both on the tray."

The planer was almost all nighttime, except for a few Nox owls reading. I stood up and opened the disk overhead bin to grab a dyad pillows and a blanket, and put the arm rests up.

I put my arm out, as if to hug her, and asked to slide snug to me. She now sat against my shoulder, and I put my arm around her.

"pulling your pants down ”, I instructed her. She complied with my program line and I put the blanket over her consistency. I put my hand under the blanket and found her wetness. She started to groan. She spread her legs and turned her head towards me. I unbuttoned my drawers, just enough so she could grab my hard cock.

"That feels awe-inspiring Ylena,"I whisper to her.

I continued my play of her very wet twat. I ran my midriff finger up and down her wet slit very slowly. She was moaning louder and her external respiration was becoming shallower.

"Do you know what you're doing to me,"she asks incoherently.

"YES ! !"I respond."Enjoy it ! !."

After a few arcminute of teasing her, I found her button and trapped it between my index finger and heart finger. I began making handbill motions. She was obviously in another earth now. She started bucking, moving her ass on and off the seat. She was close to cumming.

She kept repeating,"OH MY GOD ! ! OH MY GOD ! !"

She opened her centre, turned her pass looked up at me and said,"I'M going away TO nookie CUM right NOW ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

Boy did she ever ! ! Her whole consistence was shaking. We ran into a short turbulence and she was making her own. My mitt was soaked. I slowly stopped my assault on her wet lips and held my hand and against her mound until she stopped convulsing. She released my cock for a import, enough to catch her breath and thank me over and over again. I took this opportunity to taste her nectar. I brought my fingers to my intrude and inhaled it like sniffing the bouquet of a fine wine. It was an intense odor. I think the rider a few rows up could sense it. I put my finger in my mouth and licked them clean.

"God you taste incredible,"I lustfully said to her."I can't get enough."

She tossed the blanket to the side and her beautiful wet twat was exposed to the re-circulated air. I reached down and slipped my digit into her wet gob. I brought those to my mouth and enjoyed the taste again.

She grabbed my cock, and with lust in her eye she said,"YOU penury TO FUCK ME rightfield NOW ! ! !"

Just then I heard a articulation to my leftfield."Yes, you need to FUCK her ! !"

It startled us both. Ylena sat up and reached for the blanket to enshroud herself. I turned my head and saw Stephanie, our benignant flight attendant, sitting across the gangway. Her ramification were spread, and she was slowly rubbing her nylon covered snatch.

I turned a few shades of red. And I didn't have to look to have it away Ylena was just as embarrassed.

Stephanie repeated,"She definitely needs to experience your intemperately cock inside her ! !"She continued,"Come with me I can help."

We were both obviously still aroused. I tucked my tool back in my dungaree. We both got up and followed her around the corner to the back galley. Once there, she pulled a mantle across so nobody could see in. Then she got on the phone to the former flight attender up presence and told her the toilet was plugged up and to make an proclamation that the back bathroom was going to be shut down for the remaining minute of the flight. The other flight of steps co-occurrence did as instructed.

By now, my stopcock had become semi-hard. Stephanie looked at me and said,"You can't fuck her like that."

And in one motion, she dropped to her genu, pulled my pant down, and took my dick in her mouth. A few long, wet CVA and I was fix again. She pulled off my shaft, and it hit my venter. She then went over to the startle rear where the flight attendants sit during engage offs and landings. She pulled it down and apprise me to sit down. She then turned to Ylena and said,"He's all yours honey ! !"

Ylena looked at my arduous cock, smiled and removed the blanket covering her, and pulled her shirt up past her knocker. There was a small more light in the back galley than the seats. Ylena's body was better than I thought. Her tits were unbendable and her nipples hard as pencil erasers. Her kitty hairsbreadth was still glistening with the wetness from her intense orgasm. Stephanie couldn't help but notice also.



"You're gorgeous ! !"she said.

Ylena came over to where I was sitting and stuck her titty in my face. I reached up with my hands and grabbed them. I started squeezing them and alternating sucking each nipple. Her breathing was intensifying. She slowly turned around and stuck her angelic ass in my facial expression. I squeezed and kissed each cheek. She then moved it slowly down my chest, past my stomach and proceeded to mount me. She had dried out a little bit, and Stephanie noticed it wasn't going in how she wanted it to. She moved to Ylena and said,"Let me serve honey."

Stephanie then she stuck her middle and index finger in her lip to wet them. Seductively making a shag motion, after they appeared to be wet enough for her, she moved them to Ylena's kitty and proceeded to sneak in them in her cunt. Ylena began moaning as Stephanie was penetrating her sex. It didn't take long before you could hear the juices flowing. She pulled them out and told Ylena,"screw HIM NOW OR I WILL ! !"

There was no way Ylena was going to give Stephanie the opportunity. She slid her ass down to my cock, and it went in like a hot knife going through butter.

"Your grueling cock feeling soooo practiced,"Ylena moaned as she slowly fucked me. .

"Yeah baby, nice and slow,"l moan back.

I heard a buzzing sound. I looked over to Stephanie and she decided to bring together the fun. She had removed her nylons, pulled up her skirt and was using a vibrator on her pussy.

Ylena noticed as well and started fucking me harder.

"I'm not going to be capable to prevail out much farsighted ”, I state.

"YEAH, FUCK HIM honey ! ! FUCK HIM trade good ! !"Stephanie piped in.

I looked over at Stephanie and her centre had that"glazed over"look like she wasn't going to be able-bodied to hold on often longer either.

God her ass feels not bad as I help her move up and down my wet pole."OH SHIT ! ! YEAH ! ! Hera I CUM ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"Ylena yells as her pussy pressure my stopcock.

"ME TOO !"I say back as my stopcock shoots warhead after encumbrance into her wet, orgasming puss."AH ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"I moan as my last load leaves my body.

Stephanie yells out,"MY TURRRNNNNNNNNN ! ! !

She was a water gun. Cum started streaming out of her pulsating cunt a good foot in straw man of her. It went on a few seconds as her organic structure finally stopped spasming..

Ylena's breathing continued to Labor Department as she turns her head to me and speaks fragmented,"I'm -- still -- -cumming. Can you -- palpate me ?"

She stopped fucking me and sat on my lap with my cock still inside her."Yes, I can still feel you spasming,"I respond.

After what seemed like 10 minutes, she stopped orgasming. My tool had already begun its declivity to rule size, and when she sat up, it flopped out and hit my leg. Man it was wet ! !

Stephanie came over to me and put my semi-hard shaft in her mouth again. She sucked it up and down a few fourth dimension, taking the last few cliff of the cum that remained in my cock. Not to mention lapping up Ylena's juice. She then stood up and kissed Ylena on the rim, hugging her close at the same fourth dimension. She told me to tolerate up and did the same to me.

"Thanks for the best flight I've had in a while,"Stephanie told us both.

"This is the maitre d'hotel. We will be beginning our decent into the capital of Massachusetts area in a few instant. If you need to get up and use the convenience, now would be a commodity time,"came over the intercommunication system.

"We have few minutes before he turns on the house. Do you bear in mind if I fuck him now,"she asks Ylena.

Ylena responded,"I think he will involve some assist getting ready."My prick was in no status to properly fuck Stephanie.

With that Ylena dropped to her knees and stuck my peter in her backtalk. With the thought of becoming a statute mile High Club member twice on one trajectory, and her expert cock sucking, I was hard in seconds.

"I think that will do,"Ylena stated.

Stephanie had been playing with herself while Ylena was getting me ready and was aroused and ready to take on me. She turned her ass toward me, bent over and braced herself against the wall with her hands.

"piece of ass ME BABY ! ! FUCK ME HARD ! !"she commanded me.

I jammed it in her. She let out a load moan. Ylena was encouraging me,"THAT'S IT. FUCK HER HARD. SLAM THAT HARD shaft INTO HER. MAKE HER SCREAM…"

Stephanie repeated Ylena's asking,"YES ! ! YES ! ! FUCK ME HARD. KEEP sledding ! ! DON'T STOPPPP ! ! !

She was almost at the point of hyperventilating."I'M CUMMMMIINNNGGGGG ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"she yelled.

She was squirting again I could palpate it against the shaft of my cock, as well as the droplets hitting the floor.

Her cunt was squeezing whatever cum I had left into her. My cock was getting lenient fast, and Stephanie lifted off me. Apparently, I still had some cum dripping out, and Ylena didn't miss a beat. She immediately licked it up, making sure not to miss a drop. She then put my softening tool in her mouth like Stephanie did and"cleaned"me off.

"Lady's and gentlemen, as you can tell we've begun our decent into Boston. I'm turning on the fasten rump belt sign. Please return to your seats and make sure your seat belt is securely fastened. We will be landing shortly,"the captain said.

Ylena and I composed ourselves, and staggered back to our ass. We were spent. Stephanie dressed and started making preparations for landing. When the former trajectory attendant made her way down the gangway collecting cups and food waste, she noticed Stephanie wobbling a bit as she made her way past her to the front man. I couldn't hear what was being said, but it looked liked the other flight co-occurrence was disturbed about her health. Stephanie waved her off and continued to do her job.

The airplane landed safely at Logan International Airport. Stephanie was greeting passengers as they were deplaning. As I passed her, I said"Thanks for GREAT avail ! ! I've never been on a redeye flight of steps habiliment a flight of stairs attendant was so attentive to my needs."

Stephanie responded,"You're very welcome. Come fly with me again."I could secern her fellow attendee seemed puzzled.

Once in the gate arena, Ylena hugged me and kissed me. She had to do it then because, apparently, she had a boyfriend, and he was meeting her in the baggage claim region. We exchanged business enterprise cards and headed separately to the baggage area….

"Excuse me sir, that's my bag,"broke me out of my reminiscent trance.

"Sorry,"I respond as I step aside.

Finally, my bag arrived. I looked to see if Ylena was still in the luggage sphere. She was walking deal and hand with her boyfriend.

Hopefully she's going back to Portland on my flight..