I adjusted my glasses as I gazed out the window of the plane, watching as the ground below grew farther and farther away. I was on my way for a two-week visit home to see my parents. The trip had been planned for a long time but now I was kind of regretting it since I had to be away from my boyfriend Alex.

As I settled back into my seat, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out to see a text from Alex's number flashing on the screen.

"Hey," his message read. "miss u"

My heart swelled a little at the sentiment, but then my cheeks blushed when I saw what came next, "dare u to take selfie wo ur shirt on and send it 2 me"

I felt a mix of hesitation and excitement. This was a little game he played when we were away from each other, but his requests have never been this daring. On one hand, I knew how much he loved playing this game with me. On the other hand, I was surrounded by strangers on this plane, and I wasn't exactly sure if I wanted to risk drawing attention to myself.

But something about the idea of sending him a provocative photo just to tease him until our reunion had me leaning forward. I glanced around the cabin, making sure no one was paying attention to me before pulling up the camera app on my phone. I was sitting on the aisle and the guy in the window seat appeared to be asleep.

My fingers trembled as I reached for the buttons on my blouse, and my heart raced with nervous anticipation. The small cabin seemed to close in around me as I unbuttoned my blouse and unhooked the clasp on my front-closing bra. With a quick glance around, making sure no one was watching, I pulled both garments down to my waist, feeling the cool air on my bare breasts.

I smiled and snapped a quick selfie, angling the camera to make sure my breasts were visible. The lighting wasn't perfect, but it would have to do. I quickly pulled my clothes back on and buttoned up my blouse, hoping no one saw me. As I sent the photo off to Alex with the message “cant believe I just did that”, I couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation. He would love this – and I knew exactly how he planned to use it.

The minutes ticked by slowly as I waited for a response. I tried to focus on reading the e-book on my phone, but my mind kept wandering back to Alex's reaction. Would he be impressed? Turned on?

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, my phone buzzed again, it was a text from Alex. "luv the view" A second later a picture appeared on my phone screen,

It was a selfie of Alex, shirtless, with a devilish grin on his face. I could see the defined muscles of his chest and abs, and the sight made my breath catch. Beneath the photo was another message: “ur turn."

I bit my lip, desire pooling between my legs. I knew I should probably stop and behave myself on this crowded plane. But the thrill of our flirtatious exchange was too delicious to resist. Casting a furtive glance around once more, I typed back: "that all u got?"

His response came swiftly. Another photo, this time of his lower body showing a tent in his underwear from his stiff cock with eggplant and winking emojis.

I shifted in my seat, suddenly uncomfortably aware of the dampness between my thighs. Before I could lose my nerve, I snapped another selfie, this time spreading my legs and pulling up my skirt to reveal my wet panties. I hit send.

A moment later: "fuck, baby. u r killing me. I want to rip those off u with my teeth"

I had to stifle a moan. This was escalating quickly and I was getting more turned on by the second. I typed back with shaky fingers.

"mmm, wish u could," I replied, squirming in my seat as I imagined Alex's head between my thighs, his tongue lapping at my pussy through the damp fabric. "so wet for you"

There was a longer pause before his next message appeared. "take off panties"

I inhaled sharply, glancing around the quiet cabin. The idea was so scandalous, so risky... but that only heightened my arousal. Biting my lip, I typed back: "anything 4 u"

Heart pounding, I slipped my phone into the seat pocket and unbuckled my seatbelt. I lifted my hips off the seat and reached under my skirt and shimmied my panties down my legs, gasping softly as the cotton grazed my swollen, aching clit.

I grabbed my phone and snapped a photo of the damp fabric dangling from my fingertips and sent it to Alex before quickly tucking my panties away in my purse. I could feel my slick arousal coating my inner thighs, my cunt throbbing with need.

My phone buzzed again and I snatched it up eagerly, my breath catching when I saw Alex's message: "want 2 see ur pretty pussy show me how wet u r"

I glanced around the cabin again, my heart racing. The man next to me was still and no one else seemed to be paying me any attention. Desire overrode my hesitation. I had to give Alex what he wanted.

I angled the phone camera between my legs and lifted my skirt up my thighs. Cool air kissed my swollen labia as I exposed my bare, glistening pussy. I spread my legs as much as the confines of my seat allowed and snapped the photo and hit send.

"fuck! want 2 bury my face in ur sweet cunt," came Alex's instant reply.

I whimpered softly, squeezing my thighs together. God, I wanted that too. I ached to feel his tongue, his fingers, his cock...

"need u," I typed back, my clit throbbing almost painfully. "need ur hard cock"

The man sitting next to me stirred and then sat upright. He looked over at me and then got a concerned look on his face, “Are you alright?” he asked, “You look flushed.”

Just then my phone buzzed, another message from Alex. I quickly glanced at the screen, “finger fuck yourself” I softly whimpered as I looked back up at the man sitting next to me.

“Uh, I’m fine,” I stammered as I gave the man an awkward smile, trying to look normal despite my heart pounding wildly. He nodded, not entirely convinced, but turned away to gaze out the window.

As soon as his eyes were off me, I slid my hand under my skirt, my fingers finding my slick slit. I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning as I began to rub my sensitive clit in slow circles.

My phone buzzed again and I glanced down to see another message from Alex. "stuff ur fingers in that tight little cunt"

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around nothing. I was so empty, aching to be filled. Slowly, I slipped my middle finger inside, gasping softly at the sensation. My inner walls fluttered around the intrusion as I began to pump it in and out.

It took every ounce of willpower not to whimper and moan as I finger fucked myself, imagining it was Alex's fingers, his cock. I was so wet, the musky scent of my arousal wafting up to my nostrils as I added a second finger, picking up the pace. The guy next to me was still looking out the window, but there was no way, between the squishing sound and the smell, he didn’t know what I was doing.

I slid my phone under my skirt with my free hand, capturing an image of my glistening fingers plunged in my pussy. I hit send, holding my breath.

Alex messaged back instantly, "cum 4 me"

I just stared at the phone screen as the Captain’s voice came over the speakers, “Folks, we are on our final approach. We should be at the gate in about 10 minutes. Weather is calm and a sunny 80 degrees. Thanks for flying with us today.”

I was sitting here with my hand up my skirt and two fingers jammed inside my sopping pussy wanting so badly to cum. The flight attendant was walking down the aisle making preparations for landing. My phone buzzed again, “did u cum?”

I quietly whimpered. The man sitting next to me, still looking out the window at the rapidly approaching ground, spoke quietly, “You should finish.”

I gasped softly at the man's words, I assumed he had noticed but I was shocked at his suggestion. My pussy was throbbing almost painfully with need, and the idea of climaxing here, now, with a stranger aware of what I was doing sent a fresh flood of arousal through me.

I breathlessly whispered to him, “You might as well watch.”

As he turned his head to look at me, I began to rub my clit harder, faster, plunging my fingers deep inside my aching cunt. I looked directly at him, his eyes were filled with lust and wonder. Knowing he was watching me masturbate only heightened my excitement.

My phone buzzed again in my other hand and I glanced down to see Alex's message. "????"

I bit my lip hard, struggling to hold back a moan as my inner walls started to flutter and clench around my pumping fingers. I was so close, right on the edge. I fired off a quick one-handed text, not even caring about typos. "ccummiing"

And then I was, my orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave. I turned my face into my shoulder to muffle my cry as ecstasy exploded through my veins. My hips bucked up into my hand as I rode out the intense pleasure, my cunt gushing and fluttering wildly around my fingers.

As I came down from my high, gasping softly, the man smiled at me, “Thanks for the show.” Then he winked, “By the way, I was awake the entire time.”

The flight attendant’s voice came over the speaker, “Please stay seated with your seatbelts fastened until we arrive at the gate and the Captain has turned off the seatbelt sign.”