Jan, 2007. The Plane Trip,Part One. I've been exchanging emails with a really nice couple, named John and Tylie, who have sent me pictures and hot replies that have made me so horny I have had to finger myself to orgasms or burst with the tension buildup. I have never web cammed or chatted live with them, though they have offered, even going so far as to asking me to phone and block my number to verify that I am a real girl, which I thought would be fairly obvious from my writings, but what do I know. I guess some people just can't let it be a fantasy, they want the real me in the flesh, but that's not the intent of the sites where I post my stories, or I wouldn't do it, ever. Don't get me wrong, I love getting, and sending, sexy hot emails, but that's as far as I want it to go. I am really paranoid since I got hacked by a guy in 2006 that scared me terribly and left me with a deathly fear of it happening again, so I have sworn I will never let anyone get that close to me again on the net. But, the more I thought about it and the more I gazed with passion at her sweet cunt lips and his yummy penis in the pictures they sent, the more I realized I just had to have them make love to me or I would die of frustration and longing, not ever knowing what it might have been like. How is it you can sometimes fall in love with a picture, not ever having met the person, or as in this case two persons, and married at that? I just knew I had to find out. So, with much apprehension, I decided to take them up on their invitation and take the biggest gamble of my young life. We arranged a time when I could get off work, and when they had a clear calendar from all their own activities, and then it was "Game on!" as those silly guys Garth and Wayne said in Wayne's World, I was good to go. But my knees were trembling so bad I could hardly drive to Spokane to catch the plane. Since it was still hot out in the dark early morning hours from the scorching 94 degree day yesterday, I decided to wear my little pink backless mini slip dress that is my favorite, with the tiny spaghetti straps that let the modified vee neck hang loose on the ends of my nipples. It is so sexy feeling to wear, silky and caressing my body with every swish of the material when I walk. And it is really short! I slid on my little Eddie Bauer Strappy Slides which show off my pink toenails, and with my hair pulled back in a pony tail I thought I looked like the little sexy, underage appearing, slut that I am fast becoming, which I was sure would drive Tylie and John wild with lust when they met me at the Reno airport. I heard gasps and hushed "Did you see that?" comments as I strutted down the concourse, feeling lusting gazes undressing me as I passed groups of business men and ladies who were commuting on the early morning red eye flight that I was taking to Seattle, where I would catch my connecting flight to Reno. The light from the overhead fluorescent lights shone through my thin little sundress as I stared at my reflection in the black glass of the windows that looked out on the tarmac, and I shivered. I was in such a high state of arousal that I had to keep clenching my legs tight to stop the moisture from my swollen cunt lips from dripping down the insides of my legs. My rock hard nipples were pushing the silk out so I could see down to my navel and the top of my smooth shaven little slit, and I kept slowly twisting back and forth, as I stood there, to make the material tease my nipples even more until my breasts were so swollen they ached, I moaned softly as I slowly slid into a cool plastic seat to wait for my flight. The sliding motion pulled the dress tight up into my rear end crack and I almost came from the delicious feelings racing up and down my body. I forced myself to relax and stop trembling until I could once again notice in my peripheral vision the other people in the lounge area, several of which were staring at me with lust written all over their faces. The ETA for my flight was still a little while off so I asked the little girl seated next to me to please watch my carry on. She smiled and said she would, so I got up and pulled my dress out of my crack, and then smoothed the top over my hard nipples and headed over to the coffee shop to get something to drink, and try to calm my jangled nerves. I sat down at one of the little round tables and sipped the French Roast coffee as I looked around at my fellow travelers. I noticed one large man at an adjacent table on my left ogling the side of my breast, which always shows from that angle, since the dress is cut so low on the sides and down to my butt crack in the back. I like it because it is so cool, and it makes me feel like I am naked in public whenever I go out wearing it, which is almost the truth the way the silk billows and shifts and flashes skin all over the place, especially in back where it flashes the tops of my buns when I walk sometimes. And if someone is standing really close behind me and looks down when I turn even the slightest it usually causes them to gasp when they can see I am clearly naked under the dress. I turned to look at the guy and he diverted his gaze quickly as he blushed. I chuckled to myself at his discomfort, "Dream on, big fella', you haven't got a chance of getting in this little girl's pants." Of course he couldn't know that there were actually no pants to get into, since I am always naked under my clothes due to my overly sensitive nerve endings, which you all know about by now if you have read any of my stories on the net. Finally the intercom crackled, and then the clerk announced, "Alaska, Flight 180 for Seattle, now boarding at Gate 3A". I went over and thanked the little girl for watching my stuff. She grinned and looked at my nipples tenting the top of my sundress and her cute little mouth dropped open as she gasped. Then she blushed when she saw me noticing what she was doing. I grinned down at her and patted her little blonde curls, and she relaxed a little, and smiled sheepishly. When they called for general boarding she, and her mother and I, all gathered up our gear and headed over to the door which opened onto the down ramp to the plane. The stewardess took our tickets and we eventually found our seats in the plane. I was pleasantly surprised that my seatmates for the flight were to be the same little girl and her pretty young mother. I had the window seat, but gave it to the little one so she could watch the lights below as we took off and soared into the clear Northwest sky. Once we reached thirty thousand feet and leveled off, the pilot dimmed the cabin lights, and the `fasten seatbelt' light went out. I undid my belt, reached up and turned on the little overhead spotlight, and then leaned over to pull the magazine out of the seatback carrier in front of me. I heard a sharp intake of breath from the girl's mother on my left as the top of my dress fell away from my body and revealed my firm breasts with the pink nipples jutting out on top. I sat back, taking my time rearranging my top as the lady panted softly beside me. I pretended not to notice, but my body started reacting in the same way it always does when I know someone is lusting after me. My breasts started swelling and my nipples started extending and my cunt started seeping moisture out slightly onto my hot little cunt lips, which were growing puffier from the increased blood flow. I paged through the magazine, not really seeing any of the writing since I was so tuned into the lady next to me who was mesmerized by my little body. I turned my head to look at her in the soft glow from the overhead light as she blushed and smiled guiltily as she licked her lips. "Hi, I'm Jan," I said as I held out my hand to shake. The movement of my shoulders caused the loose fitting spaghetti strap to slide off my shoulder and the top slid down to where it was just barely hanging on the pebbled tip of my right nipple. I casually slid it back up and rearranged the top by pulling it out, then smoothing it back down over my swollen breasts. The lady's eyes flashed down and she gasped as she watched my exhibition. Her hand was shaking badly as she stuttered and stammered out her name and shook mine slowly, still staring at my body, "H--, h---, h---, hi," she gasped, "I'm Sharon. And that little imp by the window is Claire, my daughter." I turned back around to the little girl and she stuck her little hand in mine as she grinned and said, "Hi!" to me. I smiled at the blue eyes sparkling at me, and instinctively leaned over and kissed her little pug nose, and she giggled and rubbed it with the back of her hand. Sharon watched me and said over my shoulder, "Be careful, she is a pretty wild little girl. She may talk you to death once she gets started." I laughed and turned back toward her and when I did my top gaped open again and I reached up and readjusted it, never taking my eyes off her face while she again ogled me as her mouth fell open slightly and sweat formed on her upper lip. I reached down and pulled the armrest up and into the back of the seat, and as I did my arm brushed her bare skin. She shuddered, and then jerked her arm away like I had scalded her. I reached over and laid my hand on her smooth leg below the hem of her mini dress and whispered, "Are you as turned on as I am?" She looked down at my hand and then leaned her head back against the seat and closed her eyes, then slowly nodded as her lips quivered and I felt a shudder run up and down her body. "I don't know what's happening here, I've never been attracted to people of my own sex before, and I don't know how to handle it," she moaned softly, as she placed her hand over mine and pushed down as she unconsciously pulled it upward on her thigh. I felt a warm little arm pushing against me from the other side and looked back at the little girl who was now leaning around my shoulder to see what her mom was panting about. Just then the stewardess came walking up the aisle asking if we wanted something to eat or drink. The lady jerked her hand away, embarrassed, and the stewardess just winked at me and chuckled. I grinned back, noticing the quick `checking out the little sexy girl' look in her eyes, and then another wink to let me know she was onto me, and then the return to the job at hand, all professional attitude again. She passed our pop cans over as we opened up the little trays and lowered them into position, then she handed us the snack packs with the pastry and nuts inside. I helped the little girl get set up and then turned again to Sharon and watched her peering at me as she sipped on her straw. Her eyes kept flicking down to my dress top and back as I shifted to let her get another really good look at what she apparently wanted now pretty badly. She squeezed her legs tight and then spread them and I ran my hand up her thigh again as she moaned around the straw between her lips. As we ate and sipped I gradually moved my fingers up until I could push the fabric of her tight sheath dress into the folds of her outer labia and she shuddered and gasped, almost gagging on her soda. I pushed down while I moved my palm over her clit, which I could feel poking up under my hand, and I curled my fingers under the hem of her short mini and pushed on the now wet material of her thong. She opened her shaking legs and I slid one finger under the little patch of material and ran it up and down between her moist cunt lips and she jerked and twisted in her seat as she stared at me and sucked on her straw and panted in between sips. I kept teasing her unmercifully until she was panting and humping my hand faster and faster, shoving her mound up off the seat against my probing fingers until she jerked one last time and clinched her legs tight around my fingers and shuddered from her orgasm, while clamping her teeth down hard on the straw to keep from gasping out loud, so the rest of the passengers, most of whom were dozing , wouldn't hear. I grinned as she finally recovered, and then she leaned in close and whispered, "Thanks, Jan; I was so horny I didn't know what to do. I was contemplating going back to the ladies' room and doing just what you did to me, but this was soooo much better!" After we finished and put the trays back up and locked them in place the little girl started to get sleepy, as all little kids do when the engines are droning and lulling them softly. She turned toward me and slid over the arm rest onto my right leg and snuggled up against me as I hugged her and kissed her forehead. Her little shorts were pulled up tight between her little cunt lips and they stuck out the sides as she rubbed them over my bare thigh unconsciously as she dozed. God, they were sooo soft and puffy! The constant motion was slowly pushing my silk dress higher and higher on my legs until I felt a breeze washing over my moist cunt from the overhead blower. I looked down at my hem as it tantalizingly continued to reveal more and more of my bare slit. Sharon was gasping as she stared at my cunt coming into view, and she reached over and ran her hand in circles on my hot thigh which sent shock waves surging up my spine. She panted, "God, Jan, you look young enough to be my daughter. I wish you were. I'd make love to you all the time. Your perky breasts and stiff nipples are making me so wet! And your tight little moist cunt looks so swollen and sexy I want to run my tongue over it and suck your juices into my mouth!" As she said that she raised her other hand and trailed her fingernails over my swollen left breast through the silky material and twirled my nipple as she tugged it outward, causing me to jerk up off the seat from the shock waves surging through my exceedingly turned on little body. I glanced around to make sure nobody was noticing what we were doing and caught the eye of the big man who had been in the coffee shop earlier staring at me out of the gloom from the seat across the aisle and one row up. He was twisted around staring and his mouth was hanging open as he panted at the erotic scene being played out in our row. I jumped when the stewardess appeared from out of nowhere and handed me a blanket as she said, "Honey, you better cover up, the other passengers might not like to watch you as much as I do." Then she reached over and turned out the overhead spotlight. I grinned and opened the blanket over my lap and pulled it up to my chin, wrapping it over the little girl snoozing on my leg, and the hand of her mother, which was creeping ever higher and higher on my bare leg. I reclined my seat so I was hidden from the rows across and reached down and pulled Sharon's hand up and onto my mound. Just then Claire shifted on my leg and started nuzzling my breast like a little puppy looking for a teat to suck on. She finally found my stiff nipple and closed her little soft lips around it and began to suck on me as she humped my leg in her sleep. Her warm little tongue slipping up and down on my nipple as she sucked sent delightful little twinges down my body, making my cunt ooze even more. The little girl kept slowly moving her body up and down my leg, leaving little wet spots now as she dreamed of something which was turning her little body on. My dress was up around my waist as Sharon began to slide one and then two fingers up into my wet cunt. I was trembling with desire as I lifted the girl gently above my right leg and with the help of her mother shrugged my silk dress off my shoulders and then slid it out from under my rear and let it slide down my legs to the cabin floor by my feet. I kicked my sandals off and freed the dress from my ankles and was now totally naked under the blanket as the little girl continued to dry hump my leg and pull my breast into her tiny mouth as she sucked, while her mother finger fucked me faster and faster, while flicking my clit over and over, until I was being driven up the wall. The rough fabric on the seat cover caressed my naked butt and my breasts were so swollen they ached, and my nipples were throbbing. I turned my head toward Sharon and she leaned over and kissed me tentatively, and then harder, and ran her tongue into my panting mouth. I sucked on it greedily as I held onto her arm and jerked and twisted as she fingered me faster and faster. "Unh, unh, unh," I panted, as I humped her hand, and her fingers pulled and pushed and tugged gently on my soaked clit. I spread my legs as wide as I could and pulled her hand tight to my mound to force her fingers further up my hungry little cunt, and I whispered frantically, " Oh, God, Sharon, I'm gonna' come! Oh, oh, oh, unh, unh, oh God, here I come!" I gasped, as the orgasm started pummeling me around in my seat. I slid my right hand down under the little girl's loose shorts and panties and kneaded her soft little rear end as the waves rolled up and down and the contractions started in earnest, jerking me up and down. Sharon was turned fully toward me so I was hidden from the aisle as the gyrations forced the blanket down more and more until it finally fell to the floor beside my sundress and sandals. Now I was jerking up off the seat stark naked with Sharon's fingers deep in my cunt and the blast of air from the overhead vent blowing on my sweaty body as the final huge contractions hit me. I clinched my legs tight around her hand and hung onto the little girl's butt and her mother's arm, and threw my head back and bit my lower lip to keep from screaming as the thrills kept coming over and over. Then they slowly ebbed, vibrating up and down like thousands of little tingly electric shocks under my skin The last thing I remembered before I swooned was looking up at the smiling stewardess who was now shielding me from the passengers and pulling the blanket up over my spent little body with the sleeping little blonde girl nestled in my arms, still glued to my naked breast. I remembered thinking as the gray descended that they probably see all sorts of things like this on their flights, and maybe this wasn't so out of the ordinary, and maybe she wouldn't have me arrested when we landed in Seattle, hopefully -------, and then I no longer cared as I drifted off into la la land, humming to myself, "Come fly with me, come fly down to Peru" -------, and dreamily remembering how my sweet Daddy always changed `llama land' to `la la land' and I would have giggling fits at the funny words as he rocked me to sleep on his lap----- Next time: My flight continues.