It’s cramped in the aeroplane bathroom but with my foot up on the toilet lid and breath fogging the tiny mirror over the tinier sink, his cock fits snugly as he ploughs me. Luring Mr Clark-Kent-glasses into my naughty net so soon after the seatbelt sign was turned off had been easy. Just dangle the promise of sex, flutter my lashes and brush his thigh. He’d barely given me time to study my reflection before he knocked on...

Wendy and Dave had met by chance online. Their conversations had started innocently, each finding out more about the other. They had developed their relationship further by text and phone, finding the time difference hard, but they coped. It all changed when Dave was asked to work in the head office in Boston for a few months. The option was to complete a job, but no one knew how long it would take. Dave told Wendy; she w...

From up here the ocean is something truly divine. It looks so big, so blue, so beautiful. A peaceful view from the plane as the sun starts to slowly set. Maria sits on the innermost seat of her row, next to the window, and stares out towards the divine. On her way toward Sydney after a year of studies, she can finally relax a bit. Her mind wanders forward in time, to a scene of her boyfriend picking her up from the airpor...

The Mile-high clubs’ latest members left their smell of sex behind, returning sweaty and flush across the aisle. It aroused me. I saw him later. "Meet me in five, bathroom at the front of the plane, I wanna fuck." Five minutes later I walked in, waited. Anticipation growing in equal proportion to my wetness. Then the rap on the door. He stepped in, his hardness leading. I bounced in his lap and rode him until I came on th...

“You won’t tell anyone that I jerked you off, right?” I asked Kyle. “No,” he said, sheepishly. “What happens in Germany, stays in Germany.” “I think we were still in France, then,” I said with a weak smile. The stewardess had come around on the plane with drinks twice. It took that many for me to broach the subject I’d been worrying over since we left Europe for the last time. Neither of us had spoken of it since I rolled...

It’s hard to laugh with a mouth full of cock, but I couldn’t help it when hearing the announcement, “Ladies and gentlemen, we are starting our descent...” just as my lips started their descent onto Adam’s dick. The rest of the announcement was irrelevant. I couldn’t remember if I’d left my seat vertical when I followed him to the rear toilet — my only backward glance a guilty one up the aisle for the return of my travelli...

The man straightened his uniform jacket as he stood up front, giving the instructional video of what to do during the flight in case of emergency. It had become second nature to him as he had been a flight attendant for the past fifteen years. His face had a plastered fake smile. He was stuck working with the first-class passengers. And although most thought that was the best place to be, you quickly find that the seasone...

Another week and I’m heading from Sydney to Perth for business. It’s a flight that normally bores me because it takes so long; I’d prefer to be doing anything other than be stuck on a plane. Working my way slowly through security, I get a sixth sense that someone is looking at me. Naturally, I look at the security staff expecting it to be one of them, but it isn’t. I scan behind me in the line and make eye contact with a...

His text message was brief: pack light and wear the poppy printed dress.  As I sat on the flight next to him, his hand slipped between my brown thighs. I knew that his request for the red floral print sundress was a signal for what he wanted, so when his fingers caressed my wet slit, neither of us was surprised.  My lips parted releasing a silent moan as I widened my legs for him. I turned my face toward the approaching g...

Nic was finishing up a scotch at the hotel bar as he mentally went over his early morning business meeting. After a week of negotiations and contracts, it was a success to acquire the tech startup. It'd cost him a few million but millions were pocket change compared to the billions he was worth. Now, he only had to check out of the hotel and head back to his home in LA. After spending the past few days in Chicago’s “sprin...

This is what her mother was worried about, Melinda thought as the Danish boy Arnoldus snapped pictures of her. She was still in her coat, with her hat and her colorful scarf, as she sat on the bed. Arnoldus was fascinated with her. He found her looking at a map, trying to get back to the hostel she was staying at with her friends—Elizabeth, Jialing (Jia for short) and Carlo. He walked up to her to help her. They got on th...