Transatlantic Dreams
By Corpitman

I found myself once again in Logan Airport, waiting for my 8:00 pm British Air flight to Heathrow.  I hate these overnight flights.  I can never sleep for very long on an airplane and the seats are never all that comfortable.  The only good thing I like about them is the Flight Attendants on British Air are always fairly attractive.

While waiting for the boarding to begin, I notice a beautiful brunette sitting down the same row of uncomfortable terminal seating you find in all airports.  She must have been about 5'10", her hair dropped on one side of her neck to just below her left breast, leaving the right side of her neck exposed.  Must be about C cup I surmised to myself.  Her legs though soon caught my attention; they seemed to go on forever as I scanned them from her ankle up to the hemline of her short skirt.  I watch as several guys, young and old attempt to talk to the beauty and are shot down, one by one.  One of the dismissed sits down next to me and mutters that she must be a lesbian.

Boarding begins just as the beauty gets up and walks away.  My section gets called as I watch her walk, admiring her shapely ass as long as I can.  I board the aircraft to find that my seat is almost all the way to the back of the plane and I have a middle seat.  I think to myself I must have horrible luck as I notice the beauty walking my way.  As luck would have it, she has the window seat is next to me!  I almost lost it when she sat down.  She smelled wonderful and her shirt was unbuttoned just enough that I could see the tops of her breasts.  I was trying to get the nerve to attempt a conversation when the Flight Attendant gave her a pillow and a couple of blankets.  She pulled some headphones out of her handbag, put them on, covered her lovely legs with the blankets and closed her eyes.  Luckily, no one sat to the other side of me.

After the meal, a movie was put on and the lights in the cabin were turned off.  The beauty next to me is sleeping, or so I thought until I saw movement under the blankets.  Could it be?  Could she be diddling herself?  My mind is running wild as I strain to see more movement in the darkness when I notice that she is watching me.  Slowly she reaches over with the exposed hand and raises the armrest that is between us and takes my hand.  She slowly pulls my hand under the blanket as she whispers to me, "Would you touch it for me?"  You could have knocked me over with a feather, but I wasn't going to refuse.

My hand found that her skirt had been hiked up and she wasn't wearing any panties.  I could feel a little tuft of hair near her pubic bone but the rest of her pussy was shaved bare.  She led my hand by her hand up and down the length of her pussy and pushed my fingers inside her outer lips.  She was so wet and her pussy was almost hot to the touch.  I could feel that her clit was already rather swollen and I wondered how long she had been playing with it.  Once my fingers slipped inside of her vagina, she let out a moan that to me sounded loud enough for everyone to hear, but everyone around us was asleep.  As I fingered her soaking wet pussy, she spread the blankets over both of our laps and I felt her hand fumbling with my belt.

I couldn't believe this was happening.  All those men at the terminal getting shot down and I, about to get a hand job while fingering this beautiful woman at 30,000 feet was a dream come true.  She loosened my belt, undid the button, lowered the zipper and reached inside.  I felt her relax as she wrapped her hand around my cock.  This is what she wanted and now she had it in her hands.  She slowly worked my cock, sliding her hand up and down the length, occasionally playing with the tip between two fingers as I continued to finger her wet pussy.  She was almost panting and I wanted more.

She must have read my mind because just as I thought it, she turned her ass to me.  Being careful to keep the blankets over us, she gently tugged me closer to her using my raging hard-on as a handle.  As I turned and inched toward her, I could feel the pressure building, I had to get inside her.  Just as my dick touched her pussy, she pushed back onto me.  I felt the heat of her pussy as she drove my cock deep inside her.  I could feel that she was close as well by the grip of her pussy on my cock.  I slowly began to stroke in and out with her pushing back on each penetration.  Within minutes we both came, her pushing back against me as hard as she could and I filling her pussy with each pulse of hot cum.  She turned to me, kissed me and said, "Thanks, I really needed that."  With this, we separated and she went to the bathroom to clean up while I rejoiced in the moment.  Just then a Flight Attendant came by with a knowing stare and smile.  Must have been the satisfied look on my face.
