Jan, 2007. The Plane Trip, Part Two.

I felt the plane slow as the engines backed down in preparation for our descent into the Seattle airport. I opened my eyes and stretched as Sharon said, "We're about ready to start our approach, Jan. I put your dress back on while you were asleep; it was all I could do to keep from starting it all over again, though. God, I love the way you came! Is it always that intense for you?"

I giggled, "Yeah, pretty much. I have really sensitive skin and have always had fantastic orgasms since I can remember. Mom played with me a lot when I was little, and I think that trained my system to react the way it does, like practice makes perfect, sort of," I chuckled

"Wow! Wish my husband could do that to me, but I hardly ever have an orgasm with him. Wish you could teach me how you do it."

  "Tell, you what, Sharon, give me your business card and I'll call you when I get back and maybe we can get together sometime, okay?"

  "Okay, but don't ever let my husband know about this, I would never hear the end of it. He thinks lesbians are all like bull dykes, or something, not like the loving person that you seem to be."

 I laughed as she handed me her card, and then Claire woke up and stared around at us in a daze. "Are we there yet?" she asked like all kids do every five seconds of a trip. I'm sure she never remembered anything after she fell asleep. I kissed her nose and she giggled again and did the wipe off thing.

The seat belt gong sounded and we buckled in for the landing as Claire glued her nose to the window, totally engrossed in the tops of the buildings swooshing by under the plane as we slowed and settled toward the tarmac. Then we bumped lightly and Claire gasped when the pilot reversed the engines. She clung to my hand in a death grip until he let up and then we coasted along to our docking area.

We deplaned and all hugged and kissed and Claire gave me a really wet little smooch, grinning all the time. "Come see us soon," she said, as Sharon took her hand and they walked out of the terminal. I waved, and then went over to find my boarding gate on the wall monitor. 

There was going to be a delay so I went into the bar and slid up on a high stool and ordered a Vodka Tonic. The bartender looked me over and asked for my ID so I took it out and showed it to him. He plopped my glass on the little napkin and ogled my breasts, then left to go take care of someone at the other end of the bar.

The first couple of sips hit the bottom of my empty stomach and I got an immediate buzz on. It tasted so good that I had another, and then one for the road, until I was a little tipsy and warm all over. I was just sucking the last drops from the glass when I felt warm breath on my ear and a big rough hand on my lower back almost under my low cut slip dress, and turned to see this gorgeous guy grinning at me. I smiled back and he sat down and we started the question and answer session that almost always occurs when two people find each other attractive at first glance. He said his name was Big Jim, and he bought another round, and before I knew it our flight was being called, so we got up and went over to stand in line at the door. He was right behind me and I turned my shoulders ever so slightly which forced the material covering my little butt to pooch out enough that he had to be able to see all of my white rear end. I heard a sharp intake of air as he ogled me, and I thought to myself, "I am such a tease, and I love it!" We went down the ramp to the plane and my mouth fell open, and I gasped loudly, when I saw the same stewardess from my flight from Spokane standing by the pilot's door grinning at me and giggling like a schoolgirl.

"Hi, there, sexy," she laughed, as I blushed from my head to my toes.

"Hi," I replied as she took my hand and led me back to my seat. I wasn't sure what to expect but she just handed me a blanket and smiled, and I cracked up. She laughed, too, and then went back up front to help the others board.

 "Hey, looks like we're seatmates," Big Jim said, as he stowed his gear in the overhead and then put my carry-on in beside it. He plopped down and I caught a whiff of manly aftershave emanating from his smooth face and I almost drooled staring into his green eyes. "What a hunk!" I thought to myself, as I buckled my seat belt and brushed my hand across my lap to push on my mound without his knowing.

 "So where you headed, beautiful?" he asked, and my little heart did flip flops again like in the bar.

  I couldn't tell him really what I was up to or he would have called the cops and had me thrown off the plane, so I made up a tale that I was visiting old friends from high school that I hadn't seen in years, blah, blah, blah, etc, etc. He said he was in the gaming business and was flying to Reno to check on some corporation problems his company was having, since their home office was there.

  He rambled on and on about himself, and I slowly started to nod off from the motion of the plane and too much to drink. My head fell over against the cool window and I fell asleep almost immediately. My mind was so full of the things I was about to do that I didn't realize that I started playing with myself while leaning back reclined with my head against the window and my legs stretched out under the seat in front of me. 

  I felt someone shaking my shoulder and woke up startled to find my hands shoved up under my short little dress and my fingers in my moist little cunt. Big Jim grinned at me and I blushed as I jerked my hands out and smoothed my skirt down over my trembling thighs.

  "Wow! That must have been a wild dream you were having, girl! You were really giving your fingers a wild ride, so I thought I better wake you up before the stewardess came by."

    "Thanks," I answered sheepishly, as I looked over and noticed the huge bulge in his slacks that he was trying to hide under a magazine, but not very successfully. "Looks like you were enjoying the show, hunh?" I giggled, and it was then his turn to blush. Then he threw his head back and laughed so loud that several people turned to see what was going on.

  "Shhhhh!" I whispered, "Everybody is staring!"

   He quieted down but was still chuckling as he adjusted his slacks to relieve the pressure on what appeared to be a cannon underneath. It looked huge! "Wow! Big Jim is right!" I thought, as I slid my hand across the armrest and under the magazine and closed my fingers around the mound. He gasped and the mound twitched and pulsated under my hand, until I felt the large outline of his penis and the big head on the end.

   "Baby, you better quit that or I'll have to pull it out and let you finish what you are starting," he chuckled, "Aren't you underage, anyway? I could get arrested for even thinking about ripping that little dress off and fucking the daylights out of that tight little body underneath, like I am doing right now," he panted, as he moved his hips up and down as I stroked him through his slacks.

   I laughed as I started stroking harder and faster, "I'm almost twenty years old, I always have looked five or six years younger. Guess it's in my genes," I giggled, as his panting increased and his face flushed. I pulled my hand back and he sighed with relief as I raised both of the armrests and slid over close beside him in the middle seat, half facing him with my legs slightly open so he could look up my skirt and see my naked smooth shaven little cunt lips.

  Then I leaned in, as my dress gaped on top to give him a good look at my rock hard nipples, and ran my hand back under the magazine and started fondling him again, all the while grinning my impish little grin at him. He stared at me and licked his lips as he pushed up against my hand in time to my stroking. I stopped and reached up and slid his zipper down and then slid my fingers into the opening in his boxers and tugged his thick cock out. He held onto the magazine, looking around nervously, and I grinned wider as I smoothed the pre cum around over his head and tickled the sensitive underside with my fingernails.

  I started sliding my hand up and down until he was gasping softly and clinging to the armrest with his left hand and squeezing my left upper thigh with his right. I jerked him off faster and faster, until he groaned and I felt his penis get really huge and he spurted cum all over the bottom of the slick magazine and it ran down between my fingers into his boxer opening and down over his heaving balls. He jerked as the spasms wracked his body, and I was still grinning as I leaned up and kissed him lightly on the side of his panting mouth.

   I pulled the little travel Kleenex box out of my clutch and slid a couple of sheets under the magazine and he wiped himself off as best he could with out being terribly noticeable, although I saw a few people looking over at us furtively, trying not to stare, as they must have realized what I had just done.

 After he zipped back up he excused himself and headed unsteadily back down the aisle to the men's room at the rear of the plane and closed the door. I stood up and went back and knocked lightly on the door as people stared at me. He opened the door a crack and I pulled it back and slid in next to him and locked it behind me. The space was so small, as you all probably know already if you've ever been on a commercial airliner, that I was pressed against him mashing my stiff nipples into his white dress shirt and forcing my mound against his wet cock that was hanging out of his fly where he had been in the process of cleaning it off.

I maneuvered his big body around until my back was to the sink and then I jumped up and sat on the edge which pulled my short dress up to my hips giving him a full view of my smooth wet cunt. He pulled his boxers down and I gasped as his penis stiffened again. He guided it into my wet little box slowly so I could adjust to his huge diameter. Bit by bit it slid up my soaked little slit until I felt his balls tickle that sensitive area between my cunt and my little puckered hole and I sighed with pleasure as my opening was so filled that it couldn't take any more if I had wanted to. My clit was rubbing on his hard pubic bone covered with wiry black curls and I was in heaven as he began to fuck me really slow, pulling out almost to the end and then sliding ever so slowly back in to the hilt while squirming that thick hair around on my engorged clit which was driving my nerve endings off the scale.

 I panted and moaned as he kissed me and ran his tongue around my nipples which had pulled free from the low top restraining them. He reached up and slid the spaghetti straps down off my shoulders and fondled my aching breasts and tugged on my nipples lightly as he began to pound in and out of my little cunt faster and faster. I held on tight to his big upper arms as my body responded and I seeped juices out to lubricate the huge rod sliding in and out. The ridges on his monster crown and sides of his penis were making my inside walls tingle delightfully.

  I grabbed his long black hair and mashed my lips against his, bruising them against his teeth, as the first shock wave roared up my sweaty little body, The following convulsion knotted my stomach muscles and then the big one hit and I screamed in his mouth as I gushed and gushed into the sink and down the cabinet front onto the washroom floor. Then he stiffened and his already huge penis swelled inside me until I was panicked that he might rip me open as he spurted far up into my cunt so hard that it felt like I was sitting on a water hose turned on full force. He pushed me back against the mirror and I raised my legs and wrapped them around his slim hips as he lurched against me and pumped cum into my hot little hole and it ran out and down into the sink in torrents.

  We clung to each other as the waves gradually subsided and he kissed me gently and said he was in love with me, and wanted to marry me, and all sorts of stuff like guys often do when they get really fucked well. I ate it all up of course; loving that he felt that way, and that I had given as well as I had received. We finally cleaned up as much as we could and I opened the door and slipped out as quietly as I could, but I knew everybody had to have heard my scream clear down to the high desert below. I blushed as I slid into my seat and stared out the window to avoid looking at the other passengers.

  Then Big Jim came out and sat down beside me and grinned as all the guys smiled at him, knowingly. A few gave him a `thumbs up', which made even me laugh. He held my hand and we talked until the plane slowly sank to earth and rolled into the Reno airport. As we went down the stairs to the tarmac he gave me his card, and asked me to call, and I gave him my number in case he ever was in Idaho.

  I had never been to Reno and the blast of hot air almost put me on my knees, God it was hot! The sweat poured off my breasts and down my bare back into my crack as I walked over to the main building and went into the cool lobby. As soon as the cold air from the air conditioner hit my hot body my nipples stiffened and pushed my little dress top out from my chest and the cool air flew up under my slip dress and I shivered, as it caressed my nipples and moist little cunt lips and wet rear end. 

  I looked around to find John and Tylie and gasped when I saw them waving to me from across the room. They were as beautiful as the pictures, only more so! My body started its reaction again, and I panted as I walked over to them, feeling the silk rub my nipples into hard little nubs and my cunt lips begin to puff up from the teasing cool breeze blowing between my trembling legs.

 Well, I thought, as they walked toward me to meet me, here I go. God, I hope I didn't make a huge mistake, but they are so really yummy looking that they couldn't be bad could they? The remark my Dad always said came flying back to me, "In for a penny, in for a pound, go for it!" which was his motto, so now I was following in his footsteps in uncharted waters, and I was soo excited I couldn't help my lips quivering and my heart racing a mile a minute as I slowly raised my arms to throw them around Tylie's smooth bare shoulders to give her a big hug and a smothering passionate kiss.

Next time: God, `how sweet it is, to be loved by you ---- both!'
