“ Welcome to Boston. The current time is approx. 7:00am, and the temperature is a cool 45 level. We will be taxiing a few to a greater extent minute, so delight hitch seated until the Captain has turned off the fasten seat belt signboard. Have a courteous day in Boston."came over the airplane speakers.

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

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

I arrived at PDX for my late-night flight of steps to Hub of the Universe the customary"two"hours before the flight of steps departed. The airport was empty at 8:00pm on a Tuesday dark in July. After passing through security, I headed for my gate. I arrived at the gate with enough time for a couple cold brews.

It's a law-breaking to charge $ 8.00 for a pint of beer. I was halfway finished with my beer, alternating between watching planes take off and people watching when I heard,"I will have a Cape Cod please."I turned my head to come after the voice and took a double take. There was a gorgeous brunette sitting a mates bum down from me. She caught my regard, looked at me and smiled. I turned my attention back to the rail where a 747 was landing. I finished my pint and asked the"beer"attender for another. This prison term I turned to beguile her starring at me. I finally spoke,"Hi !"

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

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

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

I took another draft, and said"Yeah, I here ya. It's so damned hard to sleep on planes."

She finished her drink and ordered another. After a beer and ½ responsibility called and I went to use the restroom. I was feeling a little buzzed from the alcohol and mentation if maybe this will be the flight where I join the exclusive"knot high gear Club ”. I often fantasized about sex on an aeroplane. section of the excitation is the frisson associated with the possibility 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 fellow asked me where the public toilet were. I responded and used my indicant finger to point the way.

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

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

She said,"Great ! !"She then asked the barkeeper for one Thomas More.

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

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

"Elena ?"I ask, not for certain of whether that was in good order or wrong.

"Ylena with ‘ Y ’,"she repeated.

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

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

"flight of steps 1512 to Boston will begin boarding in 15 instant,"came over the aerodrome speaker system.

I had about ½ of beer left and Ylena had only taken a couplet 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 have to slam this one,"she continued.

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

"Don't gets your Leslie Townes Hope up, I think I can walk just okay,"she said with a chuckle of her own.

I finished my beer, paid my outrageous tab, letting the"beer"tender know my opinion about the highway robbery of $ 8.00 per beer."I wagerer use the lav one Thomas More meter before boarding,"I say to Ylena."It will be a piece before they let us get up and use the bathroom."

"trade good thought ! I better do the same,"Ylena commented."I'll see you on the plane."

Letting my lizard drain, I started imagining ( hoping ) this would be the metre my"mile richly club"fantasy comes lawful. 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 endure my fantasy, and the early if the flights not broad, I usually get a hale row to myself.

"trajectory 1512 with non-stop avail to Hub of the Universe is now ready for boarding. Please have your boarding bye out and available to the gate attendant,"came over the boarding area. I got in line, and was desperately looking for Ylena. I didn't see her as the line of descent got minuscule and it was almost my bout to panel. My psyche was convincing me she had way too lots to toast and was puking or passed out in the restroom. Finally, it was my time to board and still no Ylena. I immediately thought another head trip without joining the"Mile High Club ”.

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

The net few rider were coming aboard, and the flight attendant announced that everyone was on display panel and the threshold was being closed.

‘ crap'I thought. She must have gotten really sick."Everyone must be seated before we can allow for the gate area,"was announced. I fastened my seat knock 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 make out to fruition.

Take off was rule, and after we reached cruising altitude, the maitre d' announced he was turning off the keister belt sign and we were relinquish to move about the cabin. I immediately unbuckled mine and headed toward Ylena. When I reached her, she must have known I was going to come up. She had a big smile on her face, and she was chuckling.

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

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

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

"Thank you for being concerned about me,"she responded in a smartass whole tone."I'm a big girl and can care 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.

"semen on, it's a hanker flight,"I say."Let's run whether or not you can plow your alcohol."

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

"May I get you two something to drink ?"Stephanie, one of our flight attendants, asked.

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

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

Ylena immediately changed her mind."On second sentiment, I will let red wine-coloured also ”, she told Stephanie.

Stephanie handed us our wine and said,"That's $ 10.00."I my Visa bill of fare and included an supernumerary $ 2.00 for her. Of course, she responded that it wasn't necessary to tip. I told her I understood, but we will desire more later."She said,"No problem. The plane is half full, so just hit the song button when you want another."

We poured the vino into the plastic cups and clanked them together saying"Cheers."

We chit-chatted a few more min while we sipped our wine-coloured. After the eyeglasses were half vacuous, I knew it was now or never if I wanted to make this fantasy come true.

In my beer and wine-colored induced state of mind, I said to Ylena"Are you a phallus of the ‘ sea mile High lodge'?"

"What airline business has that shop at flyer program,"she asked.

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

"The geographical mile High gild is not associated with any finicky airline,"I say."You don't get Roman mile or trips or prizes, and it doesn't cost anything to join,"I continue coyly.

"Well, what's special about joining this order,"Ylena asks as she sips another drink 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 Mile senior high school Club ”, I start to say when Stephanie returned with our wines. I handed her my Visa card, when she said,"These are on the house. I'll be back to discipline on you in a slight bit."

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

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

I motioned her to tip closer to me. I explained what the club was and what it takes to bring together. Ylena stayed motionless for a few instant, and then moved away from me. It was unruffled for a few minute after that.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean value to offend you,"I stated. She looked at me ; a big smile came over her aspect. She motioned me to move closer. Much to my surprise, she planted a big, erotic kiss on my brim. Instantly my peter felt the jolt 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 denim with no underclothing, making soft memory access if needed. With her eyes fixated on the tent I was forming, she reached out and grabbed a hold of my throbbing member.

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

funfair is clean, so I reciprocated and moved my mitt to her crotch. Once she saw me moving my hand, she spread her leg. The second my fingers touched it, she let out an audible moan. She was already wet.

"I can deliver 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 keister,"I commanded."Here's my glass, set them both on the tray."

The plane was almost all dark, except for a few night owls reading. I stood up and opened the command overhead bin to snaffle a couple pillows and a mantle, and put the arm rests up.

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

"Pull your drawers down ”, I instructed her. She complied with my instruction manual and I put the cover over her body. I put my hired hand under the mantle and found her wetness. She started to moan. She spread her legs and turned her psyche towards me. I unbuttoned my pants, just enough so she could take hold of my hard cock.

"That feels awesome Ylena,"I whisper to her.

I continued my romp of her very wet pussy. I ran my middle finger up and down her wet snatch very slowly. She was moaning louder and her breathing was becoming shallower.

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

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

After a few minutes of teasing her, I found her button and trapped it between my index finger and eye finger's breadth. I began making round movement. She was obviously in another world 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 eyes, turned her oral sex looked up at me and said,"I'M passing TO FUCKING CUM RIGHT NOW ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

Boy did she ever ! ! Her unharmed body was shaking. We ran into a piffling turbulence and she was making her own. My hired hand was soaked. I slowly stopped my violation on her wet sass and held my handwriting and against her mound until she stopped convulsing. She released my cock for a consequence, enough to take hold of her breathing time and thank me over and over again. I took this opportunity to try her nectar. I brought my fingers to my horn in and inhaled it like sniffing the fragrancy of a fine wine. It was an intense aroma. I think the rider a few rows up could smell out it. I put my fingers 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 pussy was exposed to the re-circulated air. I reached down and slipped my finger into her wet trap. I brought those to my oral fissure and enjoyed the taste again.

She grabbed my cock, and with lust in her optic she said,"YOU indigence TO FUCK ME right field NOW ! ! !"

Just then I heard a vox to my left."Yes, you need to shtup her ! !"

It startled us both. Ylena sat up and reached for the mantle to hide herself. I turned my head and saw Stephanie, our gracious flight attendant, sitting across the aisle. Her legs were spread, and she was slowly rubbing her nylon covered snatch.

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

Stephanie repeated,"She definitely needs to let your voiceless putz inside her ! !"She continued,"Come with me I can help."

We were both obviously still aroused. I tucked my tool back in my jeans. We both got up and followed her around the recession to the back caboose. Once there, she pulled a curtain across so nobody could see in. Then she got on the speech sound to the early flight attendant up front and told her the john was plugged up and to gain an announcement that the back john was going to be shut down for the remaining minute of the flight. The other escape attendant did as instructed.

By now, my cock 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 knees, pulled my trouser down, and took my cock in her mouth. A few long, wet solidus and I was cook again. She pulled off my peter, and it hit my belly. She then went over to the jump seats where the flight co-occurrence sit during take in offs and landing. She pulled it down and instructed me to sit down. She then turned to Ylena and said,"He's all yours dearest ! !"

Ylena looked at my hard pecker, smiled and removed the blanket covering her, and pulled her shirt up past her breast. There was a little more light in the back galley than the seats. Ylena's body was in force than I thought. Her mammilla were firm and her nipples hard as pencil erasers. Her pussy hair was still glistening with the wetness from her intense orgasm. Stephanie couldn't aid but notice also.



"You're gorgeous ! !"she said.

Ylena came over to where I was sitting and stuck her tit in my face. I reached up with my paw and grabbed them. I started squeezing them and alternating sucking each pap. Her ventilation was intensifying. She slowly turned around and stuck her sweet ass in my face. I squeezed and kissed each impertinence. She then moved it slowly down my pectus, past my breadbasket and proceeded to go up me. She had dried out a minuscule bit, and Stephanie noticed it wasn't going in how she wanted it to. She moved to Ylena and said,"Let me help honey."

Stephanie then she stuck her center and power digit in her mouth to wet them. Seductively making a get it on motion, after they appeared to be wet enough for her, she moved them to Ylena's pussy and proceeded to insert them in her cunt. Ylena began moaning as Stephanie was penetrating her sex. It didn't take tenacious before you could hear the succus flowing. She pulled them out and told Ylena,"FUCK HIM NOW OR I WILL ! !"

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

"Your strong dick feels soooo good,"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 join the fun. She had removed her nylons, pulled up her chick 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 bear out much yearner ”, I state.

"YEAH, FUCK HIM dearest ! ! screwing HIM GOOD ! !"Stephanie piped in.

I looked over at Stephanie and her oculus had that"glazed over"feeling like she wasn't going to be able to hold in on practically longsighted either.

God her ass feels neat as I help her move up and down my wet rod."OH bull ! ! YEAH ! ! HERE I CUM ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"Ylena yells as her kitty-cat coerce my peter.

"ME TOO !"I say back as my cock shoots load after burden into her wet, orgasming pussy."AH ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"I moan as my stopping point cargo leaves my body.

Stephanie yells out,"MY TURRRNNNNNNNNN ! ! !

She was a squirt gun. Cum started streaming out of her pulsating slit a proficient base in front of her. It went on a few seconds as her body finally stopped spasming..

Ylena's breathing continued to undertaking as she turns her caput to me and speaks fragmented,"I'm -- still -- -cumming. Can you -- feel 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 the like 10 minutes, she stopped orgasming. My cock had already begun its descent to normal size of it, 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 peter in her rima oris again. She sucked it up and down a few metre, taking the last few bead of the cum that remained in my cock. Not to refer lapping up Ylena's juice. She then stood up and kissed Ylena on the lips, hugging her close at the Same sentence. She told me to bear up and did the same to me.

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

"This is the headwaiter. We will be beginning our decent into the Boston area in a few minute of arc. If you need to get up and use the public convenience, now would be a skilful time,"came over the intercom.

"We have few instant before he turns on the sign. Do you listen if I fuck him now,"she asks Ylena.

Ylena responded,"I think he will require some help getting ready."My cock was in no condition to properly fuck Stephanie.

With that Ylena dropped to her knees and stand by my peter in her back talk. With the cerebration of becoming a Mile heights night club appendage twice on one flight, 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 make me. She turned her ass toward me, set over and braced herself against the bulwark with her hands.

"FUCK ME BABY ! ! FUCK ME HARD ! !"she commanded me.

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

Stephanie repeated Ylena's request,"YES ! ! YES ! ! FUCK ME HARD. livelihood GOING ! ! DON'T STOPPPP ! ! !

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

She was squirting again I could feel 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 putz was getting soft fasting, and Stephanie lifted off me. Apparently, I still had some cum dripping out, and Ylena didn't miss a heartbeat. She immediately licked it up, making certainly not to miss a fall. She then put my softening cock in her mouth like Stephanie did and"cleaned"me off.

"Lady's and gentleman, as you can tell we've begun our decent into Hub of the Universe. I'm turning on the secure seat belt sign. Please revert to your seats and relieve oneself for 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 seats. We were spent. Stephanie dressed and started making preparations for landing. When the other flight attendant made her way down the aisle assembling loving cup and scraps, she noticed Stephanie wobbling a bit as she made her way past her to the front. I couldn't hear what was being said, but it looked liked the former flight attendant was upset about her wellness. Stephanie waved her off and continued to do her job.

The plane landed safely at Logan International Airport. Stephanie was greeting passenger as they were deplaning. As I passed her, I said"Thanks for GREAT inspection and repair ! ! I've never been on a redeye trajectory vesture a flight accompaniment was so attentive to my needs."

Stephanie responded,"You're very welcome. semen fly with me again."I could tell apart her fellow co-occurrence seemed puzzled.

Once in the logic gate orbit, Ylena hugged me and kissed me. She had to do it then because, apparently, she had a young man, and he was meeting her in the baggage claim area. We exchanged business visiting card and headed separately to the baggage area….

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

"Sorry,"I respond as I step aside.

Finally, my bag arrived. I looked to see if Ylena was still in the baggage orbit. She was walking mitt and hand with her boyfriend.

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