“ Welcome to Beantown. The current time is approx. 7:00am, and the temperature is a cool off 45 degrees. We will be taxiing a few more minute of arc, so please stay seated until the senior pilot has turned off the fasten fanny belt sign. Have a Nice 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 carrousel, mouthing thank you as her fellow was pulling her bag off the line.

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

I arrived at PDX for my late-night flight to Boston the customary"two"60 minutes before the flight departed. The airport was empty at 8:00pm on a Tuesday night in July. After passing through surety, I headed for my logic gate. I arrived at the gate with decent sentence for a couple cold brews.

It's a offence to file $ 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 mind to espouse the voice and took a double yield. There was a gorgeous brunette sitting a couple fundament down from me. She caught my gaze, looked at me and smiled. I turned my attention back to the rail where a 747 was landing. I finished my dry pint and asked the"beer"pinnace for another. This time I turned to catch her starring at me. I finally spoke,"Hi !"

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

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

"Yes,"she replied."I hate these overnight flights. They screw up my eternal sleep convention,"she continued.

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

She finished her drunkenness and ordered another. After a beer and ½ duty called and I went to use the wash room. I was feeling a little buzzed from the alcohol and thought if maybe this will be the flight of steps where I join the sole"Mile High society ”. I often fantasized about sex on an airplane. contribution of the excitement is the rush 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 checkmate asked me where the restrooms were. I responded and used my index finger's breadth to point the way.

I finished my pint. The"beer"supply ship asked if I wanted another. I looked at my watch again and determined I had prison term for one more.

My bar-mate returned. Her font looked a little crimson. Apparently, the vodka was taking affect. She finished her second drinkable and turned to ask me if she had clip for another. I glanced at my watch again and said,"We have about 30 minutes before boarding. I think you have decent 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 paw towards mine and said,"I'm Ylena."

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

"Ylena with ‘ Y ’,"she repeated.

"That's a beautiful epithet,"I body politic.

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

"Flight 1512 to Bean Town will set about boarding in 15 instant,"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 buzz going from the previous two deglutition,"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 carpenter's plane if you can't walk."

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

I finished my beer, paid my outrageous tab, letting the"beer"tender know my feelings about the main road looting of $ 8.00 per beer."I better use the bath one Sir Thomas More clip before boarding,"I say to Ylena."It will be a piece before they let us get up and use the bathroom."

"goodness idea ! 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 time my"mile high golf club"fantasy comes true. When I take"redeye flight"flight of steps, I always try to get a tail end at the dorsum of the aeroplane. One grounds is hoping someday I will get to survive my fantasy, and the other if the flights not full phase of the moon, I usually get a unscathed row to myself.

"escape 1512 with non-stop service to Hub of the Universe is now quick for boarding. Please birth your boarding pass out and available to the gate co-occurrence,"came over the boarding expanse. I got in production line, and was desperately looking for Ylena. I didn't see her as the line got smaller and it was almost my turn to board. My head was convincing me she had way too much to imbibe and was puking or passed out in the toilet facility. Finally, it was my prison term to board and still no Ylena. I immediately thought another tripper without joining the"Mile High Club ”.

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

The last few passengers were coming aboard, and the flight of steps attender announced that everyone was on display panel and the room access was being closed.

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

I turned to my left hand 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 phantasy still might fall to fruition.

proceeds off was pattern, and after we reached cruising altitude, the captain announced he was turning off the seat belt mansion and we were detached to run about the cabin. I immediately unbuckled mine and headed toward Ylena. When I reached her, she must have known I was going to follow up. She had a big smiling on her facial expression, and she was chuckling.

"When did you board the plane,"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 throw up,"I told her in a concerned whole step."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 alcoholic drink 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.

"seminal fluid on, it's a long flight,"I say."Let's test whether or not you can deal your alcohol."

She unbuckled her seat whang, got out of her nates 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 tender made it back to our row with the drink cart.

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

"I'll have Cranberry/Vodka,"Ylena said. That is a Cape 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 mind."On secondly idea, I will have red wine also ”, she told Stephanie.

Stephanie handed us our wine and said,"That's $ 10.00."I my Visa menu and included an duplicate $ 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 half full, so just hit the yell button when you want another."

We poured the wine-coloured into the plastic cup and clanked them together saying"Cheers."

We chit-chatted a few Thomas More mo while we sipped our wine. After the glasses were half empty, I knew it was now or never if I wanted to ready this fantasy come true.

In my beer and wine induced state of thinker, I said to Ylena"Are you a phallus of the ‘ international nautical mile High night club'?"

"What air hose has that shop at circular course of study,"she asked.

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

"The mil senior high Club is not associated with any particular airline,"I say."You don't get sea mile or trip or plunder, and it doesn't cost anything to join,"I continue coyly.

"Well, what's especial about joining this ball club,"Ylena asks as she sips another drink of wine.

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

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

Stephanie left, and Ylena repeated her question.

"The air mile High Club ”, I start to say when Stephanie returned with our wine. I handed her my Visa circuit board, when she said,"These are on the house. I'll be back to checker on you in a little bit."

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

"Ok. Now what about this Roman mile heights clubhouse ? ”, Ylena questioned again.

I motioned her to lean closer to me. I explained what the baseball club was and what it takes to join. Ylena stayed motionless for a few seconds, and then moved away from me. It was quiet for a few seconds after that.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you,"I stated. She looked at me ; a big smile came over her fount. She motioned me to move closer. practically to my surprise, she planted a big, erotic kiss on my lips. Instantly my cock felt the jerking of excitement.

"That sounds very, very naughty,"she said in a low sultry vocalism."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"collapsible shelter'already formed. When I travel at night, I purposely wear button down blue jean with no underclothes, making gentle access if needed. With her middle fixated on the tent I was forming, she reached out and grabbed a hold of my throbbing member.

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

Fair is fair, so I reciprocated and moved my helping hand to her genital organ. Once she saw me moving my handwriting, she spread her wooden leg. The second my fingers touched it, she let out an audible moan. She was already wet.

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

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

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

The planing machine was almost all dark, except for a few night owls reading. I stood up and opened the overhead bin to snap up a couple pillows and a blanket, and put the arm rests up.

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

"wrench your pants down ”, I instructed her. She complied with my direction 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 pegleg and turned her head towards me. I unbuttoned my pants, just enough so she could grab my knockout cock.

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

I continued my play of her very wet snatch. I ran my midsection fingerbreadth up and down her wet scratch very slowly. She was moaning louder and her breathing was becoming shallower.

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

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

After a few minutes of teasing her, I found her clitoris and trapped it between my index finger and middle finger. I began making circular motions. 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 center, turned her promontory looked up at me and said,"I'M going TO FUCKING CUM RIGHT NOW ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

Boy did she ever ! ! Her whole body was shaking. We ran into a little turbulence and she was making her own. My hand was soaked. I slowly stopped my assault on her wet backtalk and held my paw and against her mound until she stopped convulsing. She released my rooster for a import, enough to catch her breath and give thanks me over and over again. I took this chance to taste her nectar. I brought my fingerbreadth to my nose and inhaled it like sniffing the bouquet of a fine wine. It was an intense aroma. I think the passenger 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 blanket to the side and her beautiful wet snatch was exposed to the re-circulated air. I reached down and slipped my finger's breadth into her wet muddle. I brought those to my sass and enjoyed the taste again.

She grabbed my cock, and with lustfulness in her eyes she said,"YOU want TO nooky ME right wing NOW ! ! !"

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

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

I turned a few tone of red. And I didn't have to appear to know Ylena was just as embarrassed.

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

We were both obviously still aroused. I tucked my putz back in my jean. We both got up and followed her around the nook to the spinal column galley. Once there, she pulled a drape across so cipher could see in. Then she got on the phone to the other flight meeter up presence and told her the bathroom was plugged up and to cause an proclamation that the back lav was going to be shut down for the remaining 60 minutes of the trajectory. The other trajectory attendant did as instructed.

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

And in one motion, she dropped to her genu, pulled my pants down, and took my pecker in her mouth. A few long, wet fortuity and I was cook again. She pulled off my cock, and it hit my belly. She then went over to the jump seats where the flight attendants sit during assume offs and landing place. 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 grueling cock, smiled and removed the blanket covering her, and pulled her shirt up past her pap. There was a piffling more spark in the back ship's galley than the rear. Ylena's body was better than I thought. Her boob were loyal and her nipples hard as pencil erasers. Her kitty hair was still glistening with the wetness from her vivid coming. Stephanie couldn't help but observe also.



"You're gorgeous ! !"she said.

Ylena came over to where I was sitting and stuck her tits in my nerve. I reached up with my paw and grabbed them. I started squeezing them and alternating sucking each tit. Her external respiration was intensifying. She slowly turned around and stuck her sweetness ass in my face. I squeezed and kissed each cheek. She then moved it slowly down my chest, past my venter and proceeded to jump 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 avail honey."

Stephanie then she stuck her middle and index digit in her backtalk to wet them. Seductively making a fucking 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 long before you could get a line the succus flowing. She pulled them out and told Ylena,"fuck 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 tongue going through butter.

"Your voiceless cock 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 skirt and was using a vibrator on her pussy.

Ylena noticed as well and started fucking me harder.

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

"YEAH, nooky HIM beloved ! ! FUCK HIM goodness ! !"Stephanie piped in.

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

God her ass feels great as I help her motility up and down my wet pole."OH SHIT ! ! YEAH ! ! here I CUM ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"Ylena yells as her slit squeezes my tool.

"ME TOO !"I say back as my rooster shoots load after warhead into her wet, orgasming pussy."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 ft in front of her. It went on a few moment as her physical structure finally stopped spasming..

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

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

After what seemed alike 10 minutes, she stopped orgasming. My dick had already begun its descent to pattern 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 cock in her mouth again. She sucked it up and down a few meter, taking the shoemaker's last few drops of the cum that remained in my rooster. Not to mention lapping up Ylena's juice. She then stood up and kissed Ylena on the lip, hugging her closing at the same clip. She told me to stand up and did the Lapplander to me.

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

"This is the captain. We will be beginning our decent into the Boston area in a few proceedings. If you need to get up and use the restroom, now would be a good time,"came over the intercom.

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

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

With that Ylena dropped to her stifle and stuck my cock in her mouth. With the thought of becoming a Swedish mile high gear night club member twice on one flight of stairs, and her expert tool suck, 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 set up to pick out me. She turned her ass toward me, bent-grass over and braced herself against the wall with her hands.

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

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

Stephanie repeated Ylena's postulation,"YES ! ! YES ! ! FUCK ME HARD. livelihood leaving ! ! 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 cock was getting soft 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 trusted not to pretermit a drop. She then put my softening cock in her oral fissure like Stephanie did and"cleaned"me off.

"gentlewoman's and man, as you can tell we've begun our decent into Hub of the Universe. I'm turning on the fasten seat belt sign. Please return to your seats and attain trusted your seat belt is securely fastened. We will be landing shortly,"the headwaiter said.

Ylena and I composed ourselves, and staggered back to our seats. We were spent. Stephanie dressed and started making preparations for landing place. When the other flight attendant made her way down the gangway collection cups and garbage, 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 attendant was vex about her health. Stephanie waved her off and continued to do her job.

The plane landed safely at Logan International Airport. 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 habiliment a flight attendant was so attentive to my needs."

Stephanie responded,"You're very welcome. Come fly with me again."I could tell her confrere concomitant seemed puzzled.

Once in the logic gate area, Ylena hugged me and kissed me. She had to do it then because, apparently, she had a fellow, and he was meeting her in the baggage title area. We exchanged business posting and headed separately to the luggage area….

"exculpation 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 baggage area. She was walking deal and helping hand with her boyfriend.

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