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I had to fly to Germany at short notice. Unfortunately, the Lufthansa, which flies directly over Africa and was fully booked for about 11 hours for the flight Johannesburg Frankfurt. There was only the alternative to fly with SAA. However, it was not allowed to fly along the continent, but only along the west coast. So it was a 17 hour flight and accordingly not the most popular to fly to Europe. On the other side, the SAA flights were never full and you could get a complete 4 -series bank to sleep properly, which was never the case with Lufthansa.
So Saa Business Class booked to go to the airport. I noticed a young lady in the departure hall. She was very pretty and very lightly dressed, with a short blouse and rock. I still thought my arms, if she knew how cold it could be in the plane, then she would definitely prefer to wear a jogging suit like most others who sat here. Our eyes crossed a few times when we were waiting for boarding.
Now the business class passengers have been called. We were only 5 or 6 passengers who were boarding for boarding. Great, I thought, then you have your peace and you can stretch and sleep, the plane is, as it doesn’t even look half full. The young lady stood behind me and when I turned around, I heard a ‘hi’. I replied with a ‘hi, nice that the plane is so empty again! Which series are you sitting?’’ Mmh.. I think series 5 ’was your answer.
Funny! What does I think … Certainly she knows, now when getting in, already in which series she is sitting in? Oh, it doesn’t matter, I thought, probably doesn’t want to make a conversation, is ok too. I entered the plane and sat down properly in my assigned place, row 6 in the aisle. Double seat, certainly nobody takes the window seat and if so, then I just slide over and take the other two places opposite. I only waited until all 5 or 6 passengers had taken their places.
She stood in front of me and said … ‘May I’ and pointed to the window seat. ‘Yes, of course. I thought they said they were sitting in row 5?’I answered astonished. ‘Oh… you know … I’m so afraid of flying, that would much prefer it if I had someone close to me, only in case…. ’And she sat next to me in the free window seat. I wasn’t averse because she was very nice to look at and had a big smile on her lips.
We did a little more Small talk And we were already on the roller field. The plane was aligned and now it would start at any moment. Her hand was looking for mine and when she found it she pressed me tightly and said ‘I may? I’m a little afraid and if you hold my hand, that would calm me down ‘”yes, of course’ I said, because it sounded plausible. So I took her hand into mine and pressed her tenderly.
I was sweaty, I believed that she was a little scared. During the start I looked over at her. She looked out the window and I was calm that she couldn’t see how I watched her. Her skirt covered her thighs, but not too far and under her blouse she wore a black one bra, who also let deeply see. Yes, you like to hold your hand … grin. After dinner, the crew prepared for the long night.
Cabin light was darkened, blankets and pillows were distributed and the last drinks were served. We had folded up the center console even though it would not have limited us in motion, because in business class the seats are much wider than in Economy. 2 times 2 seats in a series of whereabouts at Economy are 3 + 4 + 3 seats. So space was really no reason to work away the separation. She did that at some point when she went to the toilet and so it stayed too.
I leaned back my seat, almost horizontal, took my pillow and covered me because it was pretty cool on the plane. Nevertheless, I have now regretted that I had a neighbor, because without her I could have laid out comfortably over the 2 seats. Her Feet landed on my lap as she lay across. ‘Make it out of them?’ she asked. ‘Or do you want me to turn around?’With these words she put her pillow on my lap and headed her head from me.
Well, I thought. Not only that there is plenty of space on the plane than that everyone could lie down, no, now she also takes me as a pillow. I was about to let her get up so that I could spread to the opposite seats, when I looked down, saw her neck and her upper body. I could have sweared that she had previously buttoned more buttons on the blouse and, above all, that she was wearing a black bra.
Now I saw that her bare breasts flashed in the blouse and it was almost buttocked to her navel. I took her blanket and pulled her up to her neck. ’If it gets a little too cold in your thin blouse’ I whispered in her ear. ‘Then you will definitely know how you can warm me’ whispered her back. My hand tenderly stroked her neck over her shoulder along her arm and back.
She turned on her back and left no choice to me when my pats now to do from her neck to the hem of her skirt. I gently stroked her breast and got a breath of Mmmhh or Aah from her every time. My hand now rested on her breast and played with her nipples. ‘Don’t stop, that’s soooo beautiful. ’She breathed towards me. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear ‘you little Bitch, You probably want to join the Mile High Club tonight? I can get that to you! And if you should get too loud, then I will devour your sound with my mouth.
’And with these words I kissed her on her lips and my tongue found hers. During the kiss I took one of her nipples between my fingers and pressed a little firmer. Fortunately I kissed her, because her sigh was definitely heard through the kiss. We were relatively certain because the ranks were occupied by Werder in front of us. The stewardesses no longer passed every 5 minutes, but only on request.
Usually it is always employees in the morning, but not in the middle of the night. That gave me courage to slowly let my hand hike under her skirt. My fingers slid along the thighs and stroked them. I felt everything, just no panties when I stroked to her hip. The little bitch, I thought, not only pulled out her bra, but also her panties. She started breathing a little more heavily and she was still making clear noises that suggested that she enjoyed my hand.
‘I will now put my finger in your little pussy and stimulate your g-spot’ I whispered in her ear. That alone had an effect, because her pussy had now become really moist. My middle finger slid along her pussy lip, lingered on her clitoris and then slid back towards the buttocks. Slowly I opened her pussy with each sliding past. She was warm, no hot and moist, no wet..My thumb lay down on her clitoris, my middle finger urged her pussy.
My middle finger stroked her pussy with gentle lure movements and I felt her G-Spot. The gentle increase just behind the pussy opening. The lure movements of my middle finger and the massaging movements of my thumb on her clitoris dropped the sweetness into a kind of trace. Despite all my attempts to silence their sounds, she kept finishing to make her lust relatively loudly announced. A stewardess that walked ahead grinned at me with a wide smile.
My companion bulged her pelvis up, she tried to get more. More, more, what ..? ‘You Little Luder, you won’t come yet, enjoy it for a while. I tell you when you can come!’She stammered words that I don’t understand. In between I heard ‘please’ and ‘I can no longer’ but my fingers did their work incessantly and the more excited they became, the slower my thumb stroked her clitoris and my middle finger now moved around and on her G-spot.
The slower was unexpected for her, like any other woman, she was ‘programmed’ on the fact that if something beautiful happens, this is getting more and more intense and faster. My slower become confused their female senses, because it was stimulated more than enough. But the effect on which I was targeting was successful. They always remain in their floating state shortly before their redemption, but never enough to take the last hurdle. Again a stewardess appeared in our series and whispered in my earlange not too loud, we put an eye too.
The little one seems to enjoy it fully. Have fun my loved ones. ’My companion didn’t even notice that a stewardess just stood next to us while she was hers orgasm Heading, but unstoppably approached. ‘May….. May I please….. Ohhhh … My god … please not you little bitch yet. You have not deserved to be redeemed yet. My fingers will now rest a little and only through your own movements you will come to an orgasm.
Move your pelvis, small bitch, rub your clitoris on my thumb you little bitch. ’I whispered in her ear and remained in the position of my fingers. Her body twitched and she began to lift her pelvis. This caused a rubbing on her G-spot and at the same time her clitoris tried to push my thumb away. Their pelvic movements became faster and faster and their twitches increased. My hand on her pussy what wet. She tore up her eyes and closed her again.
She kept rubbing her pussy on mine Finger And I was sure of the signs of her body that she already had an orgasm. She rubbed her again in ecstasy on my fingers. ‘You are just fucking yourself with my fingers you little bitch. You can’t get enough? I’m just stopping here and you make a little bitch yourself one orgasm after the other. ’I whispered in her ear.
That brought her to a climax again. Her pussy cramped her pelvis raised. A flood flooded out of her pussy and wet the seat. ‘Now you also squirt, you little bitch. You have horny yourself so that you cum must?’ ‘My God.. It was nice … Mmmmin God! I’ve never had it that way … so with .. You know what I mean… ’Stammed her after she needed a few minutes to get air.
I had pulled out my hand under her skirt. She was completely exhausted in the seat. The stewardess From before, brought something to drink and said ‘here, I think you need that now and welcome to the Mile High Club. “Then she turned to me and said ‘not bad, young man. So I haven’t seen any more for a long time, how did you do it, I would also like to be interested in it. ’She disappeared into the dark again and we lay down for a few hours sleeping, resting, relaxing and dreaming.. Mmmm.. dream of the nice stewardess and what she thinks or does now, or talk to her colleagues? Maybe she lies alone in her cabin and masturbates about what she has just seen here? Maybe I should …….
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