“ Welcome to Beantown. The current time is approx. 7:00am, and the temperature is a coolheaded 45 grade. We will be taxiing a few more bit, so delight stay seated until the senior pilot has turned off the fasten posterior belt sign. Have a nice day in Boston."came over the plane speakers.

As I was waiting for my bag to get in, Ylena secretly blew me a kiss from across the luggage carousel, mouthing thank you as her boyfriend was pulling her bag off the line.

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

I arrived at PDX for my late-night flight to Hub of the Universe the customary"two"hour before the escape departed. The drome was empty at 8:00pm on a Tuesday Night in July. After passing through security, I headed for my logic gate. I arrived at the logic gate with decent clip for a couple 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 airplane take off and multitude watching when I heard,"I will give a cape Cod please."I turned my header to follow the interpreter and took a double proceeds. There was a gorgeous brunette sitting a duad tooshie 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 prison term I turned to take in her starring at me. I finally spoke,"Hi !"

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

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

"Yes,"she replied."I hate these all-night flights. They screw up my quietus rule,"she continued.

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

She finished her swallow and ordered another. After a beer and ½ duty called and I went to use the toilet facility. I was feeling a little buzzed from the alcohol and thought if maybe this will be the flight where I join the exclusive"naut mi High Club ”. I often fantasized about sex on an airplane. Part of the excitement is the thrill associated with the possibility of getting caught. I finished relieving my bladder and headed back to the bar. I still had 45 transactions until boarding.

After hoisting myself back on the bar faecal matter, my bar teammate asked me where the restrooms were. I responded and used my index finger finger to point the way.

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

My bar-mate returned. Her cheek looked a slight crimson. Apparently, the vodka was taking affect. She finished her endorse potable and turned to ask me if she had time for another. I glanced at my sentinel again and said,"We have about 30 minutes before boarding. I think you have plenty time."

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

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

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

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

"Ylena with ‘ Y ’,"she repeated.

"That's a beautiful name,"I state of matter.

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

"Flight 1512 to Boston will begin 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 drinks,"Ylena offered."It looks like I'm going to give to mosh 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 take the air just fine,"she said with a chortle of her own.

I finished my beer, paid my unconscionable tab, letting the"beer"tender know my look about the highway robbery of $ 8.00 per beer."I better use the lavatory one to a greater extent time before boarding,"I say to Ylena."It will be a while before they let us get up and use the bathroom."

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

lease my lounge lizard drain, I started imagining ( hoping ) this would be the prison term my"mile high club"fantasy comes true. When I take"redeye flight"flight of stairs, I always try to get a backside at the dorsum of the plane. One intellect is hoping someday I will get to hold out my fancy, and the other if the flights not full phase of the moon, I usually get a whole row to myself.

"Flight 1512 with non-stop service to Boston is now ready for boarding. Please give your boarding passing game out and available to the gate meeter,"came over the embarkation area. I got in course, and was desperately looking for Ylena. I didn't see her as the argumentation got minor and it was almost my turn to plug-in. My brain was convincing me she had way too a lot to drink and was puking or passed out in the public lavatory. Finally, it was my time to plank and still no Ylena. I immediately thought another trip without joining the"land mile High Club ”.

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

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

‘ SHIT'I thought. She must experience gotten really sick."Everyone must be seated before we can leave the gate area,"was announced. I fastened my fundament bang 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.

proceeds off was formula, and after we reached cruising ALT, the captain announced he was turning off the rump belt signal and we were liberal to make a motion 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 boldness, and she was chuckling.

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

"I have an MVP carte and boarded with First course of instruction,"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 concerned tone."When I didn't see you circuit card, 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 intoxicant 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 wield your alcohol."

She unbuckled her rear end swath, got out of her seat and followed me back to my row. I sat in the aisle and she by the windowpane. We chit-chatted a few proceedings before the flight attendants made it back to our row with the swallow cart.

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

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

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

Ylena immediately changed her idea."On second mentation, I will have red vino also ”, she told Stephanie.

Stephanie handed us our wine 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 want more later."She said,"No job. The plane is one-half full, so just hit the birdsong clit when you want another."

We poured the wine into the credit card cup and clanked them together saying"Cheers."

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

In my beer and wine induced state of nous, I said to Ylena"Are you a penis of the ‘ Mile heights Club'?"

"What airline has that haunt handbill program,"she asked.

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

"The Swedish mile High Club is not associated with any particular 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 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 principal, and said,"Yes Stephanie, that would be great."

Stephanie left, and Ylena repeated her question.

"The Roman mile High Club ”, I start to say when Stephanie returned with our wines. I handed her my Visa lineup, when she said,"These are on the sign. 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 Club ? ”, Ylena questioned again.

I motioned her to run closemouthed to me. I explained what the 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 second base after that.

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

"That sounds very, very naughty,"she said in a low sultry vox."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 denim with no underwear, making well-off access code if needed. With her eyes fixated on the tent I was forming, she reached out and grabbed a clutch of my throbbing member.

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

Fair is fair, so I reciprocated and moved my hand to her crotch. Once she saw me moving my helping hand, she spread her legs. The mo 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 panties ?"I continued.

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

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

The plane was almost all shadow, except for a few nighttime owls reading. I stood up and opened the command overhead bin to grab a duo pillows and a blanket, and put the arm rests up.

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

"pull your pants down ”, I instructed her. She complied with my operating instructions and I put the blanket over her dead body. 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 pants, just enough so she could grab my hard cock.

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

I continued my playing period of her very wet pussy. I ran my middle finger up and down her wet twat very slowly. She was moaning louder and her ventilation was becoming shallower.

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

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

After a few minute of arc of teasing her, I found her clitoris and trapped it between my index digit and middle finger. I began making circular motions. She was obviously in another worldly concern 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 head looked up at me and said,"I'M going TO ass CUM RIGHT NOW ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

Boy did she ever ! ! Her completely consistence 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 lips and held my script and against her hammock until she stopped convulsing. She released my cock for a moment, enough to catch her breath and thank me over and over again. I took this opportunity to taste her nectar. I brought my finger's breadth to my nose and inhaled it like sniffing the bouquet of a ok wine-coloured. It was an acute odour. I think the passengers a few rows up could smell it. I put my finger's breadth in my oral fissure 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 kitty was exposed to the re-circulated air. I reached down and slipped my fingerbreadth into her wet hole. I brought those to my mouth and enjoyed the taste again.

She grabbed my cock, and with lecherousness in her eyes she said,"YOU NEED TO screwing ME rightfield NOW ! ! !"

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

It startled us both. Ylena sat up and reached for the blanket to cover herself. I turned my head and saw Stephanie, our courteous escape co-occurrence, sitting across the aisle. Her legs 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 screw Ylena was just as embarrassed.

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

We were both obviously still aroused. I tucked my puppet back in my denim. We both got up and followed her around the niche to the back caboose. Once there, she pulled a curtain across so nobody could see in. Then she got on the phone to the other flight attender up front and told her the toilet was plugged up and to spend a penny an annunciation that the back can was going to be shut down for the remaining hour of the flight. The other flight attendant did as instructed.

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

And in one motion, she dropped to her knees, pulled my bloomers down, and took my rooster in her lip. A few long, wet diagonal and I was ready again. She pulled off my prick, and it hit my belly. She then went over to the jump seats where the flight attendants sit during take offs and landing. 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 hard dick, smiled and removed the mantle covering her, and pulled her shirt up past her tits. There was a little More light in the book binding ship's galley than the tooshie. Ylena's body was honorable than I thought. Her titty were firm and her pap 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 tits in my side. I reached up with my deal and grabbed them. I started squeezing them and alternating sucking each nipple. Her breathing was intensifying. She slowly turned around and stuck her confection ass in my face. I squeezed and kissed each cheek. She then moved it slowly down my breast, 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 help honey."

Stephanie then she stuck her middle and index finger in her sassing to wet them. Seductively making a eff apparent 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 listen the juices 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 knife going through butter.

"Your gruelling cock look soooo good,"Ylena moaned as she slowly fucked me. .

"Yeah child, nice and slack,"l moan back.

I heard a buzzing sound. I looked over to Stephanie and she decided to link up 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 hold out much recollective ”, I state.

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

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

God her ass feels great as I help her move up and down my wet terminal."OH SHIT ! ! YEAH ! ! HERE I CUM ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"Ylena yells as her pussy squeezes my cock.

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

Stephanie yells out,"MY TURRRNNNNNNNNN ! ! !

She was a water pistol. Cum started streaming out of her pulsating cunt a dependable metrical unit in front of her. It went on a few seconds as her body finally stopped spasming..

Ylena's breathing continued to task 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 hammer 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 descent 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 cock in her oral fissure again. She sucked it up and down a few clip, taking the last-place few drops of the cum that remained in my pecker. Not to mention lapping up Ylena's juice. She then stood up and kissed Ylena on the sass, hugging her stopping point at the Lapp fourth dimension. She told me to stand up up and did the Same to me.

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

"This is the captain. We will be beginning our decent into the Boston sphere in a few minutes. If you need to get up and use the wash room, now would be a good metre,"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 need some help getting ready."My cock was in no precondition to properly get laid Stephanie.

With that Ylena dropped to her human knee and stuck my pecker in her mouth. With the opinion of becoming a stat mi High Club member twice on one flight, and her expert putz suck, I was hard in seconds.

"I think that will do,"Ylena stated.

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

"FUCK ME sister ! ! 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. shaft THAT HARD cock INTO HER. MAKE HER SCREAM…"

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

She was almost at the stop 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 twat 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 pulsation. She immediately licked it up, making for certain 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 tail belt augury. Please generate 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 seats. We were spent. Stephanie dressed and started making grooming for landing place. When the former flight concomitant made her way down the aisle collecting cups and garbage, she noticed Stephanie wobbling a bit as she made her way past her to the presence. I couldn't hear what was being said, but it looked liked the other flight attendant was interest about her health. Stephanie waved her off and continued to do her job.

The carpenter's plane landed safely at Logan International airdrome. Stephanie was greeting passengers as they were deplaning. As I passed her, I said"Thanks for GREAT Robert William Service ! ! I've never been on a redeye flight article of clothing a flight of steps attendant was so attentive to my needs."

Stephanie responded,"You're very welcome. Come fly with me again."I could assure her fellow concomitant 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 title area. We exchanged line of work placard and headed separately to the baggage area….

"self-justification 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 hand with her boyfriend.

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