0 comments/ 29742 views/ 1 favorites Joining the Mile High Club By: BobCat1 Just another weekday morning and with nothing special on the calendar, I had arrived at work early to catch up on some long overdue paperwork. Finding no motivation to start right away I adjourned to the cafeteria for a cup of coffee and some conversation with a few of my fellow early risers. Moving toward our regular table, I noticed that Tom, Rick and Mary were already sitting there and talking to a lady I had not seen or met before. Approaching the table I noticed the stranger looked up and smiled the most intriguing smile at me as I took a seat. Mary introduced me to Jeri and said she was a new employee and would be working in her section. Small talk that morning and for the next several weeks over coffee gave me an insight into the makeup of Jeri. Let me describe Jeri first, lest you think she was a raving beauty or a goddess. Jeri was, as I soon found out, almost 35, had double masters degrees, had never been married, carried just a little too much weight, was just a little shy of 5’ 5," mousy blond hair and in need of some serious beauty salon work. Mostly though I was taken by her absolute intelligence and what had to be the greatest personality and smile you could ever imagine, friendly and smart she loved to talk about any subject. It wasn’t long before I discovered a side of her I really liked. She was the absolute master of the double entendre, especially the way she could turn any subject it into a sexually related issue. For the first couple of months our association consisted of coffee early in the morning and an occasional coffee break in the afternoon. Last month on a Monday morning coffee break I commented that I would be out of the office next week attending a conference in New Mexico. I was totally surprised when Jeri announced that she would be attending the same conference. Not wanting to miss an opportunity I offered to buy her dinner the first night of the conference, her response was immediately in the affirmative. I was further amazed to find we would be traveling on the same flight and be staying at the same hotel. I told Jeri how much I loved to fly and that I had my own airplane and flew locally almost every weekend. Jeri developed this look in her eyes that I had never seen in a woman before and said “I have never been in a small airplane before, would you give me a ride sometime”? As I had planned a short trip for the upcoming weekend I invited her to come along. Little did I know at the time that we would both be cumming before the trip was over. For the remainder of the week, every time we talked Jeri would ask questions about flying in a small airplane. But the question that most caught me off guard was when she asked, “if I was a member of the Mile High Club." Now every respectable pilot knows what that club is and most would give one of their testicles to join. However, I did not understand right then how Jeri could know about this club if she had never been flying in a small plane before. It took me a couple of days to find out her best friend was married to a pilot and she had told Jeri about the pleasures of the mile high club. Not wanting to let an opportunity this good pass me by I asked her if she was interested in joining the Mile High Club. Her response was an immediate and resounding “yes." Too which my cock began to twitch and suddenly felt very confined in my shorts and pants. I told Jeri that this was a serious decision we were about to make, especially since we had never been out on a date, had never kissed, much less had sex together. Jeri smiled that killer smile and said “I know and that is just the way I want it, just tell me what I need to do and where I am to meet you." Knowing she lived very close to a local airport I agreed to fly in and pick her up there. Also I told her that she should dress very comfortably, loose shorts and top and preferably with nothing on underneath. Her smile was enough for me to know she fully understood the instructions. Jeri also offered to pack a picnic lunch and with that we agreed we would meet on Saturday at 10:00A. Saturday arrived and was one of those days pilots pray for, beautiful sunshine, no winds and only a few white puffy clouds floating through the sky. From the minute I pulled the airplane out of the hanger my cock started to flex itself in anticipation of today’s activities. Following the instructions I had given to Jeri I had dressed in a pair of very loose fitting shorts, no shorts and a button shirt that could easily be removed inside the cockpit. Arriving at her local airport at 10:00A I was surprised to see Jeri was waiting with a picnic basket and a small overnight bag. After parking the plane I walked over to her and was greeted with most incredible kiss I had ever experienced. Locking her lips to mine she forced her tongue into my mouth and gave me the deepest French kiss I could recall. Breaking the kiss Jeri said, “Well that’s one of the three things you told me we had not done out of the way, and I consider this a date so that is two out of three are out of the way and that only leaves one more." Once again the smile that followed her words give me no doubt as to her intentions. Escorting her to the plane, I opened the passenger door and gave her a hand climbing up into the cockpit. As she swung her legs into the cockpit I was presented with an exquisite view of her brown pussy hair when the leg of her shorts opened up. Now my cock is really stirring and it is very obvious that she is having a serious effect on me. Leaning over Jeri to fasten her seatbelt I am treated to another wonderful site when the top of her blouse moves and I can see a proud firm tit and a very erect nipple. Fastening the belt I drag my arm across her chest and get my first feel. Knowing my cock is rising and that we need to get moving before I “take off," I move to place the picnic basket and overnight bag in the baggage compartment. Jeri says, “Please make sure I can reach the overnight bag when we get airborne." I place it on the back seat within arms reach and checking all the doors and locks I move into my seat, belt up and begin the start procedures. Explaining as I go, I glance at Jeri and observe that the look that was in her eyes when we first talked about flying is back again. I also noticed a very heady aroma that reminded me of an aroused, wet pussy. Looking down at Jeri’s crotch I observe a small wet spot forming on the front of her shorts. Reaching across the cockpit Jeri begins to stroke my leg, glances at me and says, “I can see your getting aroused like I am, can I touch you”? Not wanting to spoil the moment but recognizing that we are still on the ground I respond, “ this will have to wait for a few more minutes until we can take off and reach our cruising altitude." Jeri’s response is short and to the point, “I hope that doesn’t take too long as you can see I’m already wet and I can hardly wait until I can have that lovely cock of yours in my mouth." Do you have any idea how hard it is to concentrate when you have a hot babe waiting to suck your cock? It isn’t easy my friends. Moving into position on the runway and applying full power we takeoff into the wild blue yonder. No sooner than we leave the ground and I hear a slight moan from Jeri and look over to see that she has a finger buried deep inside her juicy wet pussy. Looking at me she asks, “Can I start my surprise for you now”? Responding I say, “I can hardly wait but we must wait for a few more minutes to make sure we have reached the proper altitude of 5,500 feet," well above the mile high limit of 5,280 feet. As we continue to climb Jeri occasionally lets me know she is eager and ready by sayings things like “my pussy is really getting juicy, my nipples are so hard and I really want your cock in my mouth." All the while she is pinching her nipples and playing with her pussy, filling the cockpit with that delicious smell of an aroused dripping wet cunt. My cock has responded and is trying to escape from my shorts managing to peak its head out from the leg opening. Spying my cock head and its leaking precum, Jeri reaches out and runs her finger over the tip, scoops up the glistening drop and slowly moves it to her mouth. Watching her suck my juice I almost missed the assigned altitude. Leveling off, I engaged the autopilot and announce, “I am now ready for the surprise." My words have barely escaped from my mouth when Jeri reaches down undoes her seatbelt, removes her blouse, allowing me to get my first full view of her firm round breasts and those delicate hard nipples. Jeri asks me “Please pinch my nipples, I need for you to touch me, pinch them hard." I can’t tell you how long I have been waiting for this moment and slowly begin to roll her hard little bud between my fingers. Rolling it back and forth I can hear her moans of pleasure. Suddenly she yells, “pinch it harder, pull on it, I want to feel it all the way down to my pussy." Immediately I respond and hear her groan louder as I twist and pull her erect nipples. As she continues to moan, Jeri reaches over and unzips my shorts, sliding them down my legs until she has released all 7” of my throbbing hard cock. Stroking it slowly she uses one finger to collect the precum and each time she deposits it in her mouth. After just a few moments of this she suddenly removes her hand and says, “now it is time for your surprise." Slowly Jeri reaches down and unzips her shorts and verily sexily removes them. Completely naked I see her proud breasts and juicy wet pussy fully exposed. Turning in her seat Jeri spreads her legs and slowly traces the outline of her pussy lips with her fingers, slipping first one the another finger deep into her sopping wet pussy, she whispers, “could you please reach into the back seat and get the overnight bag, open it up but do not look inside." Only to willing to comply I retrieve the bag and after opening it I hand it to her. Reaching into the bag Jeri removes the most realistic Dildo I have ever seen and says, “ I could only guess at the size of your cock but this one is pretty close to what I felt a minute ago. The big difference is that this one is battery powered and vibrates like crazy and when the right time comes, no pun intended, I want this one deep inside my aching pussy while I suck on your hard cock, that way I’ll have two cocks in me at the same time." All this talk only causes my cock to stand at full attention and profusely drip precum. Hearing the vibrator move into high gear I watch as Jeri runs it slowly over her hard nipples and begin a trip south to her hot, wet pussy. Groaning loudly now Jeri begins to slide the vibrator into her eager and waiting pussy. All the while she is talking, “I am so close to cumming, “I can’t wait anymore I need your hard cock in my mouth." As she inserts the vibrator deeper into her pussy she leans over and licks the precum from my cock, licking slowly around the head she says, “it tastes so good, but I want your hot cum in my mouth." Slowly she takes my cock into her mouth, rolling her tongue over and around the sensitive head, sucking it ever deeper into the most wonderful mouth I have ever felt. Moving with the confidence of someone who has done this many times before, Jeri slowly takes my dick deeper and deeper until her chin is resting on my balls. Looking up with those drop dead gorgeous eyes gets me even more excited as she slowly begins to suck up and down my erect cock. With each movement of her mouth I can see and feel her hand movements as she moves the vibrator in and out of her sopping wet cunt. Even with her mouth full of my hard cock I could tell Jeri was close to cumming by the noises she was making around my dick. Her hot wet mouth was driving me wild and I was awfully damn close to cumming myself. As her body begins to shudder, her mouth begins to move faster and faster on my ready cock I feel the cum start to move from my balls to the tip of my cock. Yelling out loud I announce to Jeri, “I am on the edge, just a little more, suck me harder, or shit I feel it cumming. Suck my cock, eat my cum, swallow it oh shit I’M CCCCUUUUMMMIIINNNNGGGG." Jeri eagerly sucks my exploding cock, making sure she gets every drop, she hungrily swallows it all and explodes into her own tremendous orgasm. Shuddering like an earthquake has struck her she continues to suck my cock draining every last drop. As my cock begins to deflate, she licks the very sensitive head and begins to talk to my dick, “Thanks, that tasted so good, I love to have you cum in my mouth, hurry up and rest as I have more surprises in store for you later." So engrossed had I been in the sexual activity in the cockpit I had not noticed that the autopilot had directed us to our destination and we were just a few miles away from landing at the airport there. Quickly dressing Jeri and I began to talk about how rewarding this experience had been. Both of us agreed that we would like to try it again in the near future. Upon landing and parking the plane I reach into my Pilot Flight bag and present Jeri with another reward. A pair of tiny gold wings with the words “Mile High Club” emblazoned there on. Pinning it onto her blouse I pull her tightly into my arms and kiss her deeply. As she twists her body into mine my cock is stirring once again and I rub it against her crotch, feeling her respond I reach up and caress her breast. Breaking the kiss, Jeri smiles and says, “Grab the picnic basket and let’s see if we can find a private place to continue our lovemaking." That is another story along with what happened in New Mexico the following week. Joining the Mile High Club This little event happened to me several years ago. I finally got to join the Mile High Club. Yes, sex in an airplane over a mile in the air. Actually it was at 35,000 feet, which is about 6.6 miles up in the air. This wasn't a planned event, it just happened. I worked in Atlanta for a branch office of a company headquartered in Colorado. I had been sent to Denver to that company's corporate education center for a little advanced training. I had just finished a week and a half long class and was headed back to Atlanta and home. The last day of class ended about four in the afternoon. Normally the company would only fly us home during the day so they didn't have to pay overtime while we traveled. Screw staying in some hotel another night, I wanted to get back to Atlanta. I suppose to the company bean-counters, it was cheaper to have me stay in Denver for another night, rather than pay the overtime for the trip home. I had talked to the travel department and told them that I was perfectly willing to fly on my own time, I just wanted to get home. They probably bent a few rules, but managed to get me on a flight out that evening. I don't remember the name of the airline, but they were flying a DC8 stretch for this flight. The flight left at 9:20 and it was about a two and a half hour flight. As it was a night flight in the middle of the week, there were a lot of empty seats. My assigned seat was in the rear of the plane. Most of the other passengers were in front of me, and quite a few rows in front of me at that. There were so few people on this flight I really had to wonder how the airline made a buck on this flight. There was a nice looking woman about my age on the other side of the isle in the same row of seats. We had no one else sitting near us. I moved to the isle seat and asked her if she was going to Atlanta or on to another destination. She was going to Atlanta. "Do you live in Denver or Atlanta?" "Oh, I live in the suburbs of Atlanta." "What brought you to Denver I?" I asked her. "Business," she said, "I had to come out here to a meeting with a customer of the company I work for, and you?" "It's a business trip. I work for a company headquartered out here and I was in their school for just over a week. Uh, by the way, I'm Ron." "Nice to meet you Ron," she said extending her hand, "I'm Sandra. Did you learn anything new and fascinating while you were out here?" she asked. I shook her soft warm hand. She seemed willing to talk, which had the prospect of making this a lot more pleasant flight. We continued to talk across the isle for a few minutes and then I asked her if she would mind if I just came over there next to her. She scooted over to the window seat and told me to come on over. The conversation continued. The flight attendants came by shortly and asked if we wanted anything to drink. We each ordered a cocktail. It probably wouldn't be too long before they came by with the snack for this flight. "Do you fly much?" I asked her. "Some. I'm not too fond of it, but I do have to do some for this job." We continued to talk, getting a little more into our personal lives. We did have a few things in common. For beginners we were both single. That led to dates, dates from hell, and how it was dating these days. That of course leads to one of my favorite subjects, sex. We never got into that much before I brought up the subject of the Mile High Club. "Since you fly some, are you a member of the Mile High Club?" I asked her. "The Mile High Club?...uh....Oh,...I know what you mean! For a minute there I thought you were talking about one of those airline mileage clubs. No, I can't say that I am. Are you?" she said with a little laugh. "No. Never had the opportunity. If I was flying with someone who was willing, it never failed that is was also on a packed plane. I always wanted to just for the fun of it, but I wasn't willing to put on a sex demo for the whole plane either." "I know what you mean. I was flying with a boyfriend a number of years ago who wanted to, but we had the same problem. We felt each other up a lot and got each other pretty hot and bothered, but that's about as far as it got." "Any chance that you might be interested in getting into that little club tonight?" "I don't know." she said. That wasn't a no. There was hope here. I continued, "Look at it this way. It could be your last time ever with the way these things fall out of the sky. Better yet, think of it as a memorable time at 35,000 feet doing 550 miles an hour with a perfect stranger; a little conversation piece with your girlfriends, who more than likely aren't members of that club and just may not have the nerve to do this, especially with someone they don't know." "Thanks for reminding me that these things 'fall out of the sky' as you put it. You are right about most of my girlfriends not having the nerve, especially with a stranger, but I still don't know. You have to be very careful who you have sex with these days. I don't know you and I don't have any protection with me." "How about if I did?" She looked at me somewhat in disbelief. "What? You carry one around with you just in case?" "Not exactly. I travel a little light on these trips. My clothes are in my carry on bag that is in the overhead and most of the other personal items, you know, toothbrush, toothpaste and what all, are in my other bag under the seat. In that bag I just happen to have a few. So, yes I have them, but I can't say that I normally carry them either. I brought them on the trip just in case I met someone out here and went to bed with her. I wasn't planning on it, but I would hate to pass up on the opportunity just because I didn't have any handy. And as you pointed out you have to be careful these days. I know I sure as hell am!" "Oh," she said, thinking about it a little, "that puts a different slant on it. I guess I wouldn't mind, but do you think we can get away with it here without the flight attendants knowing? I'm not exactly into exhibition sex. Screwing a complete stranger, rubber on or otherwise is one thing, but I'm not into doing it with an audience." "They should be serving the snack this flight comes with in just a few minutes. After that they will be more than happy to leave us alone unless we press the call button. I have noticed that they spend most of their time in the front of the cabin either talking to each other of to a few passengers up there." "This didn't just pop into your head did it?" "Not exactly, but I can't say that I have been thinking about sex with you from the time I moved over here either." "Oh," she said with a grin, "so just how long have you been thinking of getting into my pants on this flight?" "I think the idea came up while we were talking about dating." "I was just wondering. Any thoughts on how we can hide what we are doing? I'm not about to have the two of us try to get it on in the lavatory if that's what you had in mind. Those little rooms are cramped enough for one. Two people screwing in there is out of the question, and we would be caught if we did that." I had to laugh. "No, that's not what I had in mind. Two people coming out of a lavatory is way too obvious and you're right about the lack of room in there. How about after they serve the snack I got a couple of blankets out of the overhead and we snuggle under them and pretend to be catching a little sleep?" She thought about if for a second. "I suppose that would work. At the very least they would have to wonder what was going on under the blanket, but couldn't see it. Unless we were obvious as all hell I doubt they would have the nerve to ask." She thought about it for another moment then said, "Okay, if you will let me out of here, I have to go to the lavatory and get a few things off if we are going to be able to do this comfortably." I couldn't believe it, she was going to do it! She picked up her purse and slid out past me. While she was gone I pulled my carry on bag out from under the seat and rummaged around until I found the condom package. I slipped one into my shirt pocket, zipped the bag up and put it back under the seat. I was getting hard already. Sandra returned a few minutes later. Her purse was now noticeably full. "I took off a few things to make this a lot easier," she said as she sat down, "like pantyhose, bra and undies." The bra too? Wow, she was really going to get into this. This might be better than I thought it was going to be. "I guess they would tend to get in the way just a little. Somehow I thought you would just be sliding them out of the way, but I like your idea of taking them off a lot better." "If I'm going to have sex, I want it to at least be comfortable. Getting laid in these cramped seats without it being very obvious may be a bit of a challenge anyway." Now there was a good idea. About five minutes later the flight attendants started serving the snack. This time it was some sort of pretty dried out sandwich and the beverage of choice. I had to wonder if this was a leftover from some day flight that didn't get eaten. Sandra didn't seem much more interested in hers than I did in mine. We picked at it some and then gave up. After the snack trays were picked up, I got up and searched the overhead compartments and rounded up a couple of blankets and two pillows. It was time to get down to the business of joining this little club and I couldn't wait! From the grin on Sandra's face it looked like she couldn't either. As I got the blankets out and unfolded them, she had unbuttoned the side button on her skirt, slipped the zipper down, and was now undoing the buttons on her blazer. It looked like all she had on under the blazer was a teddy. I spread one over her from her neck down and then pulled one over myself as I sat down. She slipped the skirt down to the floor and settled back. We looked like we were about to settle into a nice long nap for the rest of the flight. Fortunately the arm rests between the seats fold up out of the way or what was going to happen next was going to be next to impossible without the whole plane knowing about it. After the flight attendant made what was probably her last pass down this far in the plane for some time, I leaned my seat back and undid my pants and slid them about half way down my thighs. That done I slid a hand under the blanket and over to her, touched her side and slid up her teddy to her breast. I found a nice erect nipple under the teddy. That one was a little hard to get to with the straps of the teddy still over her shoulders, so I just slid my hand on over to her other breast. My hand slid under the edge of the teddy and found a nice firm breast to caress. This breast also had a nice erect nipple. "You really have a nice body." I whispered to her. "Thanks." she said. Sandra wasn't sitting idle while I was feeling her up. I felt her hand come across and find my erect cock. I could tell that she was feeling it so see how big around it was, and then how long it was before she gripped it in her small hands and began to slowly stroke it. "I undid the snaps at the bottom of my teddy." she whispered. Taking the hint, I let go of her breast and slid my hand down her sexy body over the silky teddy and found her soft fluffy bush. Her legs parted as my hand arrived. My hand slid through the soft curls and gently parted her puffy outer lips. She was very wet! I found her clit and slowly started rubbing my finger lightly over it. Her clit became noticeably firm and larger as I ran my finger over it. As she became more aroused I started moving my finger a little faster. "That feels nice." she said softly. Sandra let my finger stroke her clit for a few minutes, then she got the strap of her teddy off the shoulder nearest me and said "Please suck on my nipple while you do that?" How could I resist? I looked around, saw no flight attendant anywhere near, and bent over under the blanked and sucked her erect nipple deep into my mouth, sucking hard on it. She moaned softly and arched her back, pushing that delicious breast firmly into my face. I was in heaven! I came up for air a few minutes later and she quickly dove under the blanket. In a flash I felt her warm wet lips encircle my hard cock. She started by licking around the swollen head. After a little of that, she started running it in and out of her mouth. Slowly at first, then picking up the speed and taking more of it into her mouth. Before long she was taking most if it into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down under the blanket. She wasn't just good at this, she was great! The way she was going it wasn't going to be long before I exploded in her hot mouth. Apparently sensing this she popped up from under the blanket and said "I want you inside of me now." By now I wanted to be inside her rather badly. I got my little stretchy friend out of my pocket and put it on. Sandra told me to scoot over to the isle seat (there are three seats on each side of the isle in these planes). As soon as I was in that seat, she moved to the center seat, sat on the edge of the seat, took one of those small pillows, and leaned over toward the window. We hoped that it would just look like she was sleeping, but it exposed her bottom to me. The flight attendants were up in the front of the coach section, and most of the plane was pretty dark. I leaned over and got somewhat behind her and slipped my cock into her hot tight little opening. She moaned softly as I entered her. There wasn't a lot of room to do this, but I managed to start pumping my cock in and out of her. It wasn't as far into her as either of us would have liked, but it did work. Sandra moved around a little and tried to shift her body some so I went in a little deeper. I wrapped an arm around her and found that delightful breast I had been sucking on earlier. I started to gently pinch and pull on her nipple as I pumped in and out of her. Her hand come up, covered mine and gave it a squeeze. "A little harder." she said softly. A soft moan escaped her lips as I treated her nipple a little harsher. From her soft moaning and the way she was moving, fucking me back if you will, I thought she was getting pretty close to coming. I knew I wasn't too far from it. Wouldn't you know it, right about then one of the flight attendants decided to check on the passengers in the rear of the plane! I whispered to Sandra that she was coming. "Shit!" she hissed, "I was just about to myself." We both tried to make like we were just snuggled down together and trying to sleep. "You two doing okay?" she asked with a big smile as she got to our seats. "Yea, just trying to get a little nap in on the way." I said. Sandra gave my cock a good strong squeeze with her muscles when I said that. Her soft warm ass felt so good pressed up against me. I hoped it wasn't too obvious what we were doing, but most people just lean the seats back and sleep upright. "Looks like you are doing okay." she said with a wicked grin. She gave me a wink and walked quickly up to the front of the coach section. As soon as she was gone we started back to it. She really felt great. She was hot, very wet, and nice and tight. I couldn't last too much longer. I was moving in and out of Sandra faster now and very close to coming. She was a little closer. "You're really hitting the spot.......I'm coming!" she moaned almost too loud. "I'm coming!" That was all it took to set me off. As her body started to shudder with the onset of her climax, I felt the first load of come start up my shaft and spurt deep into her coming body. I hung onto her as we both came like we had never come before. I felt like I had pumped a gallon of come into her and she just kept on coming. I don't know, it must have been the excitement of doing it in a place where you weren't supposed to be doing it, or the excitement of doing it with a complete stranger high in the air and maybe getting caught, but it was great for both of us. Usually quickies are nice, but this was a great orgasm! We just lay there, me curled around and behind her as we calmed down from the passion of it. "Do you think she knew what we were doing?" Sandra finally asked. I pulled out of her and slipped a very full condom off my still hard cock. "I don't know." I said as I sat up. "She winked at me, but she might have just been being friendly. I guess we will never really know." "I hope she didn't, but at the same time, I almost wish she did. A little kinky huh?" She pulled her skirt back up, straightened up her clothes, and then she slipped past me to go to the lavatory and put her undies back on. The plane landed about a half hour later. As we deplaned and walked past the flight attendant who had possibly seen us, she smiled and said "I hope you two really enjoyed your flight." She handed each of us a little set of wings. They looked at first glance to be the kind of junior pilot wings that they give little kids, but as I looked at it, the little shield between the wings didn't have the airline's name or logo there. All it had was 5,280. We had been seen alright, and were official members of the mile high club. By: Quicksilver/Art (C) Copyright 1996, all rights reserved Joining The Mile High Club Stan and Chase could not believe it! It would be their first flight together as well as their fist plane experience period. Several weeks ago, they had planned a nice getaway vacation for just the two of them to the Bahamas. They had only been married one year, but they had been dating for the previous four years. Having a very wholesome and satisfying marriage so far, they had no idea the pleasure they were about to partake in on the plane ride down south. As the couple neared the gate to board the plane, Stan stumbled a little behind his wife. He took a long look of her backside and could not help feeling a stirring sensation in his pants. Chase stood about 5 foot 8 with a slim gorgeous body complete with long brown hair and blonde highlights and tight firm ass. Her front was even better, from the large playful brown eyes to her cute little pointy chin. Her breasts were a great compliment, not overly large or small, but just the right size with large, dark, pointy nipples. And her personality was the best of all. Always willing to do anything for him. He could honestly say that she was his best friend. "Hurry up silly or we're going to miss the plane," she said smiling as he rushed to catch up. "Who cares as long as you miss it with me," he replied back, giving a hug to her waist. As they boarded the large jumbo jet, they noticed the large plush seats with very high backs in first class as well as the whole comforting privacy feel that the plane had. It was not cramped or tight, but very spacious and accommodating. Before the two knew it, they had taken off and risen way up into the sky. Many of the people on board had already feel asleep since it was an 11:00 p.m. flight. However, Stan and Chase were very much awake. Pulling out a large green, blue, and white golf blanket, they both cuddled comfortably in their seats. "I love you," Chase whispered into Stan's ear as she slyly gave him a luscious lick on the earlobe. "I love you, too," he replied back with a light brush across her lips with his tongue. He quickly glanced beside of him and noticed that no one had taken the seats directly across from them, nor directly in the front or back of those two seats. As he turned back, he could feel Chase's hot breath on his neck. He turned all the way back to her and gave her a deep inviting kiss. His tongue massaged hers as they lapsed into a long, wet kiss. Stan traced his hands down towards her lap and began to hike up her already very short skirt. She parted her thighs slightly so that he could have easier access to her pussy. Stan was surprised, but nevertheless pleased that she had removed her panties. He pushed his hands deeper until he found the nice warm folds of her lips. As he continued to kiss her lips and tongue, his hand continued to probe between her now very wet "other" lips. Slowly, he worked his fingers in and out as he begin to finger her. Chase silently moaned into his mouth as he continued to finger her. She let her hands creep closer and closer to his now bulging pants. She quickly undid the button and zipper of his jeans and softly pulled out his hard 8 inch cock. Already dripping with precum, she ran her hands over the head, soaking them with his cum. Chase broke the kiss long enough to taste his cum. "It tastes sweet," she whispered, as she gave her cum coated fingers sloppy licks. Stan grinned back at her as he brought his soaked fingers up to her lips. Chase looked up and smiled as she licked her own pussy juice from his hand, and then she quickly gave him another sloppy kiss. He can smell and taste her pussy on her breath as he hungrily licked away. Right then, he knew immediately what he had to do. He quickly dived under the blanket and sank down between her legs in the floor of the plane. Chase slowly slid forward and reclined her seat just a tad so she could give her husband more access to her soaking pussy. Stan quickly started giving her fat licks right up the slit. He would start all the way at her ass, tonguing it slightly, and then slide it all the way to her clit. She reached under and clenched his hair and she wriggled in her seat. Stan continued to lick and tongue her pussy, lightly brushing her clit and sending her wave after wave of pleasure. Finally, he rapidly flicked his tongue across her clit over and over as he fingered her. She immediately went into an immense orgasm that lasted for what felt like ten minutes. He quietly slid back into his seat and happily licked his fingers, tasting her juices. "That's not enough," Chase looked at him sexily. "I want your cock inside of me! I want you to fill me up with cock, and then I want your cum deep inside of me!!" Chase turned away towards the window, pressing her ass into Stan's hard cock. She immediately raised her ass slightly and plunged her pussy down all the way onto his throbbing dick. She started fucking him slowly and steadily as he enjoyed the feeling of his wife's wet pussy surrounding his cock. He reached underneath her shirt and softly massaged her tits, feeling her nipples hard as a rock. Chase continued to fuck him as he slowly bucked back to her, pushing his cock all the way into her pussy. Chase looked at him, giving him the same look she always gives him when she's about to come. Stan could feel her pick up the rhythm as she moved faster and faster. She let out a small moan as she came again, this time on her husband's cock. He could feel it get wetter and wetter and she came. Finally, he felt the urge that he could go no longer. Stan leaned in and asked Chase where he should come. Chase quickly assured him that she wanted all of it deep inside her. Stan quickly obliged as he started pumping harder into her wet, hot cunt. Finally, Chase felt that warm gush as he exploded inside her. She could always tell if he came a lot or not. She knew that her pussy would be filled to the max with Stan's hot fresh cum since she purposely avoided sex with him for that past three days just for this encounter. Stan left his cock inside his wife for a few minutes to keep the cum from leaking out. The continued to comfortably lay there as they recuperated from the lovemaking they just shared. "Thank you," Chase looked into Stan's eyes. "You're welcome," he replied back. "We are now members of the mile high club!"