****** The Mile High Club by Buck (Dangermouse) ******
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The Mile High Club


What a night! Dinner, dancing and now this! You two are walking arm in arm
through the airport terminal. The laughter flows free and you feel like the
luckiest girl in the world. Could this really be real? This man you met only
days before, yet fell in love with from first glance? You look into his eyes
and know it is genuine. But this?....this is all so sudden! When he asked you
to spend some time with him you had no idea that it would involve a weekend in
Cancun Mexico! You sigh at the thoughts of lying on the soft white sands while
the deep blue waters of the Caribbean tease your body back from its dormancy of
everyday life to a new awakening of passion and lust that for too long have
gone unanswered.

You give him a tight squeeze as you both stand in the lounge watching the jets
come and go, knowing that in the briefest of moments you will be part of the
throng travelling to parts unknown.

It is almost as he senses your disbelief; he pulls you tighter into him and
kisses you sweetly. You give yourself unashamed, to the occasional smile of a
passing stranger. Oh that they could experience only for a moment the
passionate bliss of the time that you two are having now.

There are not too many folks waiting this morning, but you write it off to the
fact that it is so very early. It is 3:00 a.m. but the night has been so
wonderful that you are as wide awake as if sleep were only an option people
take for lack of anything better to do.

You both sit and snuggle and watch the people come and go. When the coast is
clear he teases you playfully. You giggle softly as his hands occasionally,
make themselves known to your more private regions. You feel like a young girl
again, in love for the first time, all the hurt from injustices past have
vanished in an instant of true love and ecstasy. The drinks and the comfort of
being with your lover have the most delicious effect on your mind and you have
lost all inhibitions that have kept you prisoner all these years. It is time
for a re-birth, a chance to become whole again and discover the woman that once
was.

You are lost in a passionate embrace when the announcement is made for all
first class passengers to board. Your lover takes you by the hand and leads you
down the boarding ramp, which has become your gateway to unending pleasure. The
flight attendant smiles at you both with an almost knowing glance as you brush
by her to the soft blue seats of the cabin. Your lover instructs you to take
the window seat, "so you can't escape me!" he laughs.

You smile at the joke, "If I did where would I run to at 30,000 feet?"

You both are warmed by the humor. Smiling you take your seat and gaze out over
the tarmac, he holds your hand softly.

You feel the vibrations of the powerful jet under you as it pulls back from the
terminal. You are somewhat nervous but your lover caresses your hand as the jet
taxis. You feel as safe as if you were in your own bed, all fear and mistrust
gone leaving only lust and wonder.

Your body is gently pushed into the soft seats as the great liner gains
momentum for its push into the atmosphere. It is almost as the gentle push of a
lover as he enters you for the first time, exciting, yet sensual in its own
way. The earth quickly drops away and you both are floating in the air of the
night sky, both of you looking deep into the mysteries of each others eyes and
realizing that your adventure has only just begun. A new awakening, a whole new
you.

You both sip the white wine provided for the first class passengers and make
small talk. It is a magical journey for you as he holds your hand and smiles.
You both notice the other passengers starting to get comfortable and many of
them are fast asleep as the gentle vibrations of the plane act as a sedative
for the already exhausted travelers. All is quiet on in the cabin and you
notice the stewardess nodding sleepily in her seat at the back. You turn to
your lover to remark how funny it seems that everyone is so tired when he puts
a finger over your mouth and says, "shhhhhhh."

You notice he has an evil little grin on his face, and no words are needed
anymore, you smile as you both embrace lustily.

You are so excited by the risk of it all. It is scary but for some reason you
are more turned on than you have ever been in your life. Your nipples are rock
hard as he caresses them through your blouse, his tongue probing your mouth
while you try to stay silent, but longing to cry out in ecstasy. You feel
yourself getting very wet as the heat of the moment sends wave after wave of
pleasure to your most intimate regions. The only sounds you are both making is
a steady but erotic breathing, as his hands tease your body awakening every
desire in your soul.

You put your leg over his lap as his fingers slip under your dress, and tease
you so softly through your wet panties. You throw your head back in a silent
scream of joy as his fingers toy with your cloth covered clit. He covers your
neck in tiny kisses as you grab the back of his shirt enjoying the nirvana of a
small but oh so pleasurable orgasm.

Oh the bliss you feel at this moment, it is the pleasure of his teasings
combined with the terror of getting caught. You lover stops for a moment and
rubs your leg as the flight attendant walks by checking on the sleeping
passengers. She smiles at you, "Would you two like a blanket this evening?"

Your lover accepts the blanket and folds it over the both of you. 'Oh God could
she know?' you wonder. The flight attendant brushes your shoulder as she
straightens the blanket for you and smiles as she strolls back to her seat far
to the rear.

It is agony waiting for her to fall asleep. Especially while your lover is
lightly caressing you under the cover of the rough blanket which has now become
a tent of delight to you. You hate his little grin, he knows he is driving you
nuts, and all you can do is try to control your breathing and curtail the
occasional moan of pleasure.

His fingers deftly tease you, as you grip the armrests firmly trying not to
make them creak or give away the secrets of the passion you are feeling. You
head is spinning as you hear the soft ripping sounds of your lace panties as he
breaks the light seam in the middle. You look into his eyes and you smile
knowing what he has in mind.

He kisses you long and deep to contain your gasp as his finger enters your
wetness. Your back arches from his teasings as wave after wave of orgasmic
ecstasy washes over you. You embrace him hard as the electric fires of your
passions flow over you, unable to stop yourself you slide onto his lap facing
him, the blanket covering you both. You can feel the rough cloth of his
trousers against your wetness, and you can tell from the bulge that your lover
has been just as tortured by the experience as you. You kiss him deep, your
tongues dancing together as one. You both try to conceal the moans of pleasure
but occasionally one gets out and you notice light stirring from the sleeping
passengers. From your new seat on your lover's lap you can peek over his
shoulder and watch the flight attendant as she flips through a Cosmopolitan.
Does she know? You no longer care as your fingers unzip your lovers trousers
and expose to your wetness his throbbing member.

The vibrations of the plane are minimal compared to the vibrations of paradise
under your little blanket world. He slips easily into you. He pulls you in
close as your hips sway gently, your nipples hard and rubbing against your
blouse, his tongue licking softly on your neck. You want so badly to ride him
hard but you still must remain discreet, so all you can manage is a slow
agonizing swaying that drives you mad from ecstasy.

You cannot take any more as you grab him firmly; you bury your head into his
chest and thrust your hips for all your worth. You hear him groaning as he
erupts inside you. Your only thoughts are of the ultimate pleasure that awaits,
as you silently scream from the orgasm that now rips through you causing you to
finally make a loud gasp that has for so long wanted to make itself known to
the world. You want to hold your lover tight but you notice the attendant put
her magazine down to make another check of the passengers. You feel his manhood
slip out of your wetness as you slide stealthily off his lap returning to your
own seat. The blanket still covering the secrets of your forbidden pleasures.

The attendant walks by silently and makes sure all the sleeping passengers are
doing well. On her way back to you she cheerfully asks you both if you would
like anything? Your lover looks at you and smiles, "Champagne if you please."

You are left wondering if she knows but still there is a large part of you that
no longer cares. What your lover has given you is priceless.

You both sip the fine wine and whisper to each other secret desires and
thoughts of life, but soon your whispers get further and further apart as the
comfort of the moment overtakes you and you fall fast asleep on your lovers
shoulder, content in the moment, dreaming of the fun that will be when you
land. To lie on the beaches of the blue sea. To love and be loved. Unashamed
and happy, while nestled in the good vibrations of your mile high love nest.

THE END

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