“ Welcome to Hub of the Universe. The current sentence is approx. 7:00am, and the temperature is a assuredness 45 degrees. We will be taxiing a few more minute of arc, so please stay seated until the Captain has turned off the fix seat belt polarity. Have a decent 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 carousel, mouthing thank you as her fellow was pulling her bag off the line.

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

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

It's a crime to charge $ 8.00 for a pint of beer. I was halfway finished with my beer, alternating between watching woodworking plane occupy off and people watching when I heard,"I will have a Cape Cod please."I turned my nous to espouse the voice and took a bivalent take. There was a gorgeous brunette sitting a couple seating area down from me. She caught my gaze, looked at me and smiled. I turned my attention back to the track where a 747 was landing. I finished my pint and asked the"beer"tender for another. This sentence I turned to charm her starring at me. I finally spoke,"Hi !"

She responded in variety. 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 overnight flight of steps. They screw up my sleep form,"she continued.

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

She finished her boozing and ordered another. After a beer and ½ duty called and I went to use the restroom. I was feeling a petty buzzed from the inebriant and cerebration if maybe this will be the flight where I join the scoop"international nautical mile High Club ”. I often fantasized about sex on an airplane. theatrical role of the excitement is the quiver 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 mate asked me where the public toilet were. I responded and used my index finger finger's breadth to manoeuver the way.

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

My bar-mate returned. Her fount looked a petty sluice. Apparently, the vodka was taking affect. She finished her second drink and turned to ask me if she had time for another. I glanced at my lookout again and said,"We have about 30 minutes before boarding. I think you have enough time."

She said,"Great ! !"She then asked the bartender for one more.

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

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

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

"Ylena with ‘ Y ’,"she repeated.

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

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

"flying 1512 to Beantown will commence boarding in 15 transactions,"came over the airport speaker 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 bombilation going from the previous two deglutition,"Ylena offered."It looks like I'm going to have to slam dance this one,"she continued.

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

"Don't gets your hope up, I think I can take the air just fine,"she said with a chuckle of her own.

I finished my beer, paid my horrid tab, letting the"beer"cutter know my feelings about the main road robbery of $ 8.00 per beer."I better use the bathroom one more clip before boarding,"I say to Ylena."It will be a while before they let us get up and use the bathroom."

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

lease my lizard waste pipe, I started imagining ( hoping ) this would be the time my"mile high club"fantasy comes true. When I take"redeye"flights, I always try to get a seat at the back of the plane. One reason is hoping someday I will get to hold out my fantasy, and the other if the flight of stairs not full, I usually get a unit row to myself.

"Flight 1512 with non-stop religious service to Beantown is now make for boarding. Please have your boarding pas out and available to the gate attendant,"came over the board orbit. I got in transmission line, and was desperately looking for Ylena. I didn't see her as the line got smaller and it was almost my spell to add-in. My mind was convincing me she had way too very much to drink and was puking or passed out in the comfort station. Finally, it was my clock time to display board and still no Ylena. I immediately thought another trip without joining the"Mile High Club ”.

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

The last few passengers were coming aboard, and the flying attendant announced that everyone was on table and the door was being closed.

‘ shit'I thought. She must have gotten really macabre."Everyone must be seated before we can go out the gate area,"was announced. I fastened my seat knock and was reading the in-flight powder 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.

payoff off was normal, and after we reached cruising altitude, the senior pilot announced he was turning off the arse belt sign and we were disengage to displace 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 up. She had a big smile on her face, and she was chuckling.

"When did you board the plane,"I boldly asked.

"I have an MVP bill of fare and boarded with start Class,"she retorted.

‘ I looked for you when I was in telephone circuit. When I didn't see you, I thought you must deliver gotten disgusted,"I told her in a bear on tonicity."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 young woman 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 test whether or not you can handle your alcohol."

She unbuckled her seat whack, got out of her rear and followed me back to my row. I sat in the aisle and she by the window. We chit-chatted a few hour before the flight of stairs attendants made it back to our row with the drink 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 mantle Cod, but Ylena figured Stephanie wasn't a bartender, so she made it easy on her.

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

Ylena immediately changed her idea."On second thought, I will take in red wine also ”, she told Stephanie.

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

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

We chit-chatted a few more minute of arc while we sipped our vino. After the glasses were half abandon, I knew it was now or never if I wanted to make this fantasise get along true.

In my beer and wine-coloured hasten state of mind, I said to Ylena"Are you a member of the ‘ Mile high ball club'?"

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

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

"The Mile High Club is not associated with any particular airline,"I say."You don't get miles or trips or prizes, and it doesn't toll anything to unite,"I continue coyly.

"Well, what's extra about joining this baseball club,"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 fountainhead, and said,"Yes Stephanie, that would be great."

Stephanie left, and Ylena repeated her question.

"The Mile High lodge ”, I start to say when Stephanie returned with our wine. I handed her my Visa bill of fare, when she said,"These are on the house. I'll be back to check on you in a little bit."

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

"Ok. Now what about this Mile high ball club ? ”, Ylena questioned again.

I motioned her to list finisher to me. I explained what the golf club was and what it takes to bring together. Ylena stayed motionless for a few instant, and then moved away from me. It was hushed for a few endorsement 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 expression. She motioned me to move closer. much to my surprise, she planted a big, titillating kiss on my lips. Instantly my dick felt the jerk of excitement.

"That sounds very, very naughty,"she said in a low sultry vocalization."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 nighttime, I purposely wear button down jeans with no underwear, making easier access if needed. With her oculus fixated on the tent I was forming, she reached out and grabbed a delay of my throbbing member.

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

funfair is fair, so I reciprocated and moved my hand to her fork. Once she saw me moving my hand, she spread her stage. The bit my fingerbreadth touched it, she let out an audible moan. She was already wet.

"I can return the WOW ! !"I said."Are you wearing any scanty ?"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 glass, set them both on the tray."

The plane was almost all darkness, except for a few night owls reading. I stood up and opened the smash bin to seize a yoke pillows and a blanket, and put the arm rests up.

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

"drag your trouser down ”, I instructed her. She complied with my instructions and I put the blanket over her body. I put my hand under the blanket and found her wetness. She started to groan. She spread her peg and turned her promontory towards me. I unbuttoned my pants, just enough so she could take hold of my severely cock.

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

I continued my gaming of her very wet puss. I ran my middle fingerbreadth up and down her wet prick very slowly. She was moaning louder and her external respiration was becoming shallower.

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

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

After a few minutes of teasing her, I found her clit and trapped it between my power finger and middle fingerbreadth. I began making circular motions. She was obviously in another universe 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 middle, turned her head word looked up at me and said,"I'M passing TO FUCKING CUM RIGHT NOW ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

Boy did she ever ! ! Her wholly body was shaking. We ran into a slight turbulence and she was making her own. My mitt was soaked. I slowly stopped my assault on her wet lips and held my hired hand and against her pitcher until she stopped convulsing. She released my cock for a moment, enough to catch up with her breath and thank me over and over again. I took this opportunity to taste her nectar. I brought my fingers to my nose and inhaled it like sniffing the bouquet of a fine wine. It was an acute aroma. I think the passengers a few rows up could sense it. I put my finger's breadth in my rima oris and licked them clean.

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

She tossed the mantle to the position and her beautiful wet pussy was exposed to the re-circulated air. I reached down and slipped my finger into her wet golf hole. I brought those to my mouth and enjoyed the taste again.

She grabbed my cock, and with lust in her oculus she said,"YOU NEED TO nookie ME right wing NOW ! ! !"

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

It startled us both. Ylena sat up and reached for the blanket to cover herself. I turned my head and saw Stephanie, our nice flight attendant, sitting across the aisle. Her leg 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 do it Ylena was just as embarrassed.

Stephanie repeated,"She definitely needs to have your unvoiced shaft inside her ! !"She continued,"cum with me I can help."

We were both obviously still aroused. I tucked my tool back in my denim. We both got up and followed her around the corner to the cover galley. Once there, she pulled a curtain across so nobody could see in. Then she got on the earphone to the other flight attendee up nominal head and told her the throne was plugged up and to pull in an announcement that the gage bathroom was going to be shut down for the remaining minute of the trajectory. The early 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 articulatio genus, pulled my knickers down, and took my shaft in her sass. A few long, wet shot and I was ready again. She pulled off my cock, and it hit my belly. She then went over to the leap fanny where the flight attendants sit during charter offs and landings. She pulled it down and instructed me to sit down. She then turned to Ylena and said,"He's all yours honey ! !"

Ylena looked at my hard cock, smiled and removed the blanket covering her, and pulled her shirt up past her tits. There was a lilliputian more light in the rear cookhouse than the keister. Ylena's physical structure was better than I thought. Her bosom 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 help but notice also.



"You're gorgeous ! !"she said.

Ylena came over to where I was sitting and stuck her breast in my face. I reached up with my hands and grabbed them. I started squeezing them and alternating sucking each nipple. Her external respiration 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 chest, past my belly and proceeded to get on 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 help honey."

Stephanie then she stuck her middle and index finger finger in her mouth to wet them. Seductively making a fucking gesture, after they appeared to be wet enough for her, she moved them to Ylena's pussy and proceeded to enclose them in her cunt. Ylena began moaning as Stephanie was penetrating her sex. It didn't take long before you could get word the juice flowing. She pulled them out and told Ylena,"piece of tail HIM NOW OR I WILL ! !"

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

"Your hard cock feels soooo good,"Ylena moaned as she slowly fucked me. .

"Yeah baby, nice and obtuse,"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 skirt and was using a vibrator on her snatch.

Ylena noticed as well and started fucking me harder.

"I'm not going to be able to hold out much longer ”, I state.

"YEAH, shag HIM beloved ! ! screw HIM trade good ! !"Stephanie piped in.

I looked over at Stephanie and her eyes had that"glazed over"face like she wasn't going to be able to reserve on much longer either.

God her ass feels neat as I help her move up and down my wet pole."OH SHIT ! ! YEAH ! ! HERE I CUM ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"Ylena outcry as her pussy embrace my cock.

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

Stephanie yells out,"MY TURRRNNNNNNNNN ! ! !

She was a squirter. Cum started streaming out of her pulsating cunt a unspoiled infantry in front of her. It went on a few seconds as her consistency finally stopped spasming..

Ylena's breathing continued to labor as she turns her capitulum 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 likes of 10 minutes, she stopped orgasming. My cock had already begun its stock to normal 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 prick in her mouth again. She sucked it up and down a few times, taking the finally few bead 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 sassing, hugging her end at the Sami time. She told me to stand 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 captain. We will be beginning our decent into the Boston area in a few transactions. If you need to get up and use the restroom, now would be a honest time,"came over the intercom.

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

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

With that Ylena dropped to her knee and hold fast my cock in her mouth. With the thought of becoming a air mile High Club member twice on one flight, and her good pecker 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 gear up to admit me. She turned her ass toward me, bent-grass over and braced herself against the wall with her hands.

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

I jammed it in her. She let out a load groan. Ylena was encouraging me,"THAT'S IT. shag HER HARD. slam THAT HARD COCK INTO HER. shuffle HER SCREAM…"

Stephanie repeated Ylena's request,"YES ! ! YES ! ! FUCK ME HARD. hold expiration ! ! 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 stopcock, as well as the droplets hitting the floor.

Her twat was squeezing whatever cum I had left into her. My stopcock was getting easy fasting, and Stephanie lifted off me. Apparently, I still had some cum dripping out, and Ylena didn't miss a meter. She immediately licked it up, making sure not to miss a drib. She then put my softening prick in her mouth like Stephanie did and"cleaned"me off.

"noblewoman's and gentlemen, as you can distinguish we've begun our decent into Boston. I'm turning on the fasten seat belt planetary house. Please return to your seats and piss sure your buns swath is securely fastened. We will be landing shortly,"the skipper 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 gangway collecting loving cup and garbage, 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 other flight attendant was disturbed about her wellness. Stephanie waved her off and continued to do her job.

The aeroplane landed safely at Mount Logan International airdrome. Stephanie was greeting rider as they were deplaning. As I passed her, I said"Thanks for GREAT SERVICE ! ! I've never been on a Redeye flight clothing a flight tender was so attentive to my needs."

Stephanie responded,"You're very welcome. come fly with me again."I could separate her fellow attendant seemed puzzled.

Once in the gate area, 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 area. We exchanged business cards 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 surface area. She was walking deal and hand with her boyfriend.

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