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Fly Me
by Doghead_2000 (doghead_2000@dizzydoggie.org)

***

I was miserable when I boarded the nearly empty night 
flight home. However by the time I arrived at my 
destination a few hours later, the special service I 
had received had brought a smile back to my face. (MF, 
rom, oral, mast)

***

This story is total fantasy. The author does not 
condone any form of violence towards women in any form 
whatsoever. All women should be treated with the utmost 
courtesy that they deserve as our mothers, wives, 
girlfriends and friends. They are not the weakest sex 
as is often portrayed, but they certainly are the 
fairer sex. Where would we be without them? Treat them 
like Angels and Princesses at all times, they deserve 
it.

***

It was one of those days when nothing seemed to be 
going my way. The business meeting had gone on far too 
long and we had still lost the contract anyway. I had 
rung my girlfriend to explain I that would miss our 
first anniversary dinner, only to be dumped by her. By 
the time I reached the airport I had also missed my 
second rearranged flight home.

I managed to get switched to a later night flight, 
however by the time that I had sat around the airport 
lounge for five hours, I was fed up and absolutely 
miserable with myself. This was how I was when I 
boarded the plane.

There were only about a couple of dozen passengers 
altogether on the flight and we were told to sit where 
we liked by the flight attendants. I sat at the back of 
the plane, well away from any of the other passengers 
and tried to catch up on the evening's papers.

Once the flight had took off and climbed to our 
cruising height, the main cabin lights were switched 
off leaving the plane's interior just illuminated by 
the dim night lights and passengers reading lights. One 
of the stewardesses went round to check if we needed 
anything and switched off the lights in the spare 
seats. It was after midnight and most of my fellow 
travellers had reclined their seats to get some rest.

A couple of times a stewardess came up to ask me if I 
needed anything, without looking up from my papers, I 
would mutter no thanks. A little while later the same 
girl came back and stood next to my seat. I didn't 
notice her at first but then she opened up the overhead 
locker and stood on tiptoe, to rummage around inside. 
As she did so her legs knocked against my arm 
disturbing me from reading my paper. As I turned to say 
something, I came face to face, so to speak, with a 
pair of the loveliest legs I have ever seen. 

The girl's short tight blue uniform skirt was riding 
high up her thighs as she rummaged around overhead, my 
words stuck in my throat as I shared at her nylon 
covered shapely pins less that a foot away from my 
face. As I watched she opened her legs slightly to 
catch her balance, giving me a glimpse of the inside of 
her thighs. I felt my cock giving a little leap in my 
trousers as it began to involuntarily swell a little.

She suddenly looked down and seemed to notice that she 
had disturbed me. With an apology she closed the locker 
and lent right over me. The top couple of buttons on 
her uniform blouse were open, and as she leaned 
forwards, the top billowed open giving me a view of the 
top of her breasts and straight down the valley of her 
cleavage. My cock made another little jump as she asked 
me if I was sure I didn't need anything. The surprise 
of seeing both her legs and her cleavage so close up 
had made me completely forget the newspaper on my lap, 
which started to slip off on to the floor. 

The girl reached forward and grabbed it with one hand 
and pulled it back onto my lap, as she did so, her back 
of her hand brushed over the swelling cock in my 
trousers making it jump even more. When she asked if I 
would like a drink, I only managed to stammer out 
something about a Scotch, and she disappeared into the 
galley.

I was totally confused, the show I had just seen must 
have been totally innocent, and she was just doing her 
job after all, wasn't she? Brushing my trousers had 
been a pure accident as she grabbed for the paper, it 
must have been. But God! She must have noticed my hard-
on; she couldn't have failed to notice it bulging under 
my trousers. I was starting to get embarrassed now. 
Should I ignore it, or should I apologies in some way, 
I was getting flustered not knowing what to do.

Suddenly she was back at my side with a glass of Scotch 
in her hand. As she handed it to me, I downed it in one 
gulp. She smiled at me and then leaned forwards again. 
Using two hands she took the paper from my lap with one 
hand and gave my cock a light squeeze through my 
trousers with her other. I nearly sat bolt upright at 
the surprise, my cock did so on its own anyway. She 
smiled at me sweetly and said, "Why don't you move over 
to the window seat and get some rest, I'll fetch you a 
blanket."

I didn't know what to say, so I just got up and changed 
seats, acutely embarrassed at the bulging front of my 
trousers, which I tried to hide with my hands.

She came back a few minutes later with a couple of 
blankets and sat in the middle seat next to me. Leaning 
over she draped one blanket loosely over my legs and 
the other over her own shapely legs. She whispered in 
my ear, "It looks as if we are the only two awake."

I felt her hand move under the blanket and cup my 
raging cock in her hand through the material of my 
trousers. As she gently squeezed and rubbed it through 
the material it swelled up to full size, I didn't want 
her to stop but it was getting very uncomfortable in 
its enclosed confines. As if reading my mind she 
unzipped my fly and released it, pulling aside my Y 
fronts, to take its length into her hand. Slowly she 
cupped the shaft in her hand and started to move it up 
and down, gently squeezing and releasing as she did so, 
sometimes flicking her thumb gently across the top of 
the swollen bell end. I was in a state of absolute 
bliss as she wanked me slowly off under the blanket.

I let one of my hands slowly roam under her blanket to 
her legs and placed it just above her knee. When she 
made no move to object, I started to slide my hand up 
the inside of her thigh. As it slid up passed the hem 
of her short skirt to the top of her thigh I was 
surprised to find out that she was wearing those long 
elasticated top stockings that didn't require support. 
I was expecting to find that she was wearing tights in 
a short skirt. 

I have always found the struggle that you have getting 
into a girls tights to be a real turn off at times like 
these, so I was absolutely delighted at my discovery. 
As my hand moved along the bare flesh of her upper 
thigh, she opened her legs wider under the blanket. My 
fingers reached the silky material of her knickers and 
I could feel the heat of her pussy through the flimsy 
material. I started to slowly rub my fingers up and 
down the crotch of the material, feeling for the hot 
line of her hidden crack below, I could begin to 
clearly feel the lips of her swelling pussy as the 
wetness starting to soak into her knickers.

Gently stroking her hidden love box through the now 
sodden material, I slipped one of my digits under the 
leg band and felt for her clitoral bud. It was swollen 
into a hard knot of nerve endings, as I ran my finger 
over its surface I felt her respond by squeezing my 
cock even harder. As I started to slide the rest of my 
fingers into her knickers to gain full access to her 
honey pot she sat bolt upright. At first I thought that 
I had done something wrong, then I heard the feint 
sound of a buzzer over the ambient noise of the engines 
coming from the direction of the galley. As she stood 
up, she kissed one of her fingertips and placed it on 
my cheek, saying, "Don't go away."

She was gone about five minutes and I could see reading 
lights being switched on and off further along the 
cabin. As I waited in frustration my cock started to 
loose some of its urgency and started to shrink in size 
as the blood started to drain out. By the time she 
returned it had reduced to the level of only a semi 
hard-on. 

She stood facing me with her legs slightly apart and 
reached under the blanket. As she inspected my deflated 
state, I ran my hand up one of her legs to her pussy 
and found to my amazement that she had removed her 
undergarments while she was away. My surprised fingers 
met her wet pussy lips and dived straight in. I 
inserted two fingers gently into the opening while I 
again sort her swollen clitoris with the tip of my 
thumb to massage.

She took a step back and made a tutting sound with her 
mouth while shaking a finger at me. "We have to wake up 
your little friend a bit first," She said.

With that she knelt down on the floor in the gap 
between the seats and pulled the second blanket over 
her head. I felt her fingers once again wrap around my 
cock, which started to spring to life as the blood 
flowed back into it again. As it reached its full 
swollen proportions and the head became ultra sensitive 
again, I felt her breath as she gentle blew air across 
the engorged bell end.  As I felt her warm lips slide 
over the head of my cock under the blanket, I nearly 
blew my load into her mouth there and then, but she 
must have realised the danger and expertly squeezed my 
cock to apply pressure until the sensations passed.

When it was safe to continue she started to give me the 
best blow job I have ever had in my life, gently using 
her hands to manipulate my cock and balls while her 
mouth and tongue played a magical tune on my flute, 
sucking and nibbling at the swollen head, then diving 
down to take most of its length into her mouth, then 
flicking the tiny sensitive opening with her tongue. 

I was unable to reach her gorgeous legs or the treasure 
that lay between, with the way she was kneeling. So I 
contented my self with slipping a hand inside the top 
of her blouse and cupping one of her lovely breasts, 
gently squeezing the warm flesh and tweaking the 
swollen nipple I found there, as I lay back and buried 
myself in all of the sensations I was getting from her 
mouth around my cock.

I once again could feel the tension in my balls 
building up, like the insides of a pressure cooker, as 
she worked under the blanket on my groin. This time she 
didn't restrict the flow and I felt myself swell and 
stiffen even more as my juices exploded into her mouth. 
I could feel her swallowing my seed as she kept her 
lips tightly clamped around the head of my penis. As my 
cock began to stop twitching as it pumped my semen into 
her mouth she started to gently suck again on the head 
to drain every last drop, before using her tongue to 
lick all sign of my orgasm from my cock and balls.

Before coming up from under the blanket, she tucked me 
gently back inside my underpants and trousers, and then 
did up the zipper and top button. As she emerged and 
sat back on her heels, her beautiful face lit up into a 
great big smile and she blew me a kiss. As she got up, 
she straightened up the blankets and said, "You relax 
and I'll see you again later." With that she skipped 
off down the aisle towards the galley again.

For the next half hour or so I could see her head 
moving around in the cabin, tending to passengers and 
making coffee for the flight crew, however she didn't 
come back over to me. One of the other hostesses came 
over and offered me coffee, which I accepted 
gratefully. There was no way I could relax or rest 
after the experience I had just had with that girls 
willing mouth, or at least not while she was still only 
a few yards away from me.

Finally I saw the girl who had served me coffee 
approaching me along the aisle, she was stopped my 
newfound friend who spoke to her. I saw the other girl 
look over in my direction and then nod her head, before 
turning away again and heading back down the aisle. As 
she walked away I saw her cast another glance in my 
direction before disappearing through some dividing 
curtains.

My stewardess returned and collected my empty coffee 
cup. She gave me another sweet smile and said, "Why 
don't you go back to the washrooms and splash some 
water on your face to freshen up? The one on the right 
is the best one." And as she turned to take the cup 
back she flashed a really big smile and added, "You 
don't have to lock the door if you don't want to." With 
that off she went again.

Well! The meanings of her comments were crystal clear. 
I leant forward across the seats to look down the aisle 
and watched as she walked away from me. Those long 
shapely legs, that short tight skirt and the way that 
her taught perfectly shaped buttocks could be seen to 
roll from side to side as she walked. I felt myself 
already beginning to rise to the occasion. My cock was 
making the decision for me. I left my seat and headed 
for the toilets, which were behind the seat where I had 
been sitting. Opening the door to the right hand side, 
I went in and shut the door behind me, leaving the 
catch in the unlocked position.

Looking around, it suddenly dawned on me just how 
cramped it was. There was a stainless steel toilet and 
washbasin, and a small narrow shelf running around the 
room at waist height, the only other thing in the room 
was a mirror on the wall. I had heard of people making 
out in the washrooms of airplanes, the so-called Mile 
High Club. However the opportunity to try it myself had 
never arisen, or at least not until now. It seemed as 
if the room was far too small for such an active 
pastime.

There was a soft tap on the door, as I went to open it, 
I suddenly thought, what if it isn't her? What if it's 
someone who wants to use the loo? What if? What if? 
Bucking up the courage I opened the door a crack and 
looked out, straight into her smiling face. I swung the 
door further open and she squeezed in through the gap, 
as she did so her breasts and hips brushed hard against 
my body sending shivers through my spine. 

In the cramped tiny room I was at a loss as what to do 
or how to start. She seemed to sense this and took the 
lead. She first undid the buttons on her blouse and 
pulled the two sides apart. Reaching behind her back, 
she unhooked her white lacy bra so that it was hanging 
loose over the tops of her breasts. Then she grabbed 
hold of the hem of her short skirt with two hands and 
wiggled it over her hips and up to her waist. 

Reaching between us she started to undo my belt buckle 
and then lifted herself backwards until she was half 
sitting on the small shelf, showing me that she still 
wasn't wearing her knickers. I got the message and 
continued to undo my trousers. As I did so she opened 
her legs wide and started to massage her pussy with one 
hand and use her other hand to rub the nipples of her 
breasts under her open bra. Once my trousers and 
underwear were down around my knees, I shuffled 
forwards to stand between her spread legs. One of her 
hands reached down to grasp my already swelling cock 
while her other hand reached around my neck and pulled 
my face towards hers.

As we started to kiss, I slid one hand to her pussy and 
took hold of one of her fine breasts with the other. 
While we wrapped our lips together and she started to 
explore my mouth with her tongue, I slipped the first 
of my fingers inside her cunt lips. She was wet and hot 
down there, as I massaged her clitoris with my fingers 
and started to slide a second finger into that hot 
moist opening I could feel her starting to tremble 
slightly. Without any further delay, I pushed my hips 
forward and she guided my swollen cock into her cunt 
opening.

Our sex was not that of a loving couple entwining our 
bodies in a loving embrace. It was pure animal lust as 
we each fucked and used each other's body in search of 
sexual release and selfish satisfaction. I pulled her 
forwards, embedding her deep onto my pumping cock as I 
drove into her cunt for all I was worth. She responded 
by wrapping both arms around my neck and using them to 
pump herself up and down on my cock in time to my own 
thrusts.

In both our heightened states it didn't take long for 
us to build up to a crescendo of passion ready to 
burst. I felt my balls beginning to ache as they 
prepared to unleash a torrent of my seed deep into her 
burning womb. Her breath was coming in short pants as 
she herself started to crest the hill of passion. As my 
orgasm started to irrupt in a volcanic explosion of 
sperm into her love tunnel, she threw her head back and 
let out a long moan as her own body shuddered and 
reached its orgasmic climax.

We just held on to each other for what seemed like 
hours without speaking as our bodies came back down to 
reality. Finally she spoke and told me that she had to 
go, as she needed to start preparing things ready for 
landing.

Nothing else was said as we sorted out our clothing and 
made ourselves presentable. I slipped out of the door 
first to return to my seat, leaving her to use the 
washroom to clean up in. Without her knickers on she 
would not be able to walk without leaving a tell tale 
trail of our secret rendezvous, so I allowed her the 
privacy she needed to sort things out. As I returned to 
my seat, I noticed the other stewardess who she had 
spoken to earlier, she was looking in my direction and 
I'm sure she gave a little wink in my direction as I 
sat down.

I only saw the girl after that, as she moved around the 
cabin speaking to the other passengers and stowing away 
equipment ready for landing, she totally ignored me at 
the back of the plane and I was checked by a third 
stewardess as the plane started its descent. As we came 
in for landing I suddenly realised that I didn't even 
know the girls name.

I wanted to speak to her and ask her out for a date, so 
I remained in my seat until all the other passengers 
had started to leave the aircraft before I got up and 
collected my belongings. As I approached the doorway 
where she was standing with the other stewardesses, the 
others turned and started to busy themselves tidying up 
the cabin and collecting their own belongings. 

As I started to speak to her, she held up her finger to 
my lips to silence me, when I pulled back, she kissed 
her fingertips and touched my cheek with them, then as 
I watched she took a wedding ring from out of her 
pocket and slipped it onto her finger and said, "My 
husband wouldn't like it, I just thought you needed 
cheering up a little."

I was gob-smacked and started down the stairway towards 
the tarmac, As I made my way across the short distance 
to the terminal building, I Looked back and saw her 
greet and kiss the pilot, who was twice her age and 
walk arm in arm with him towards us. I started to smile 
as I turned into the terminal to collect my bags.

"Thought I needed cheering up," she had said.

An even bigger smile came to my lips. Well that, she 
had certainly done.

***

Since that night I have always tried to get the office 
to book me on the late night flights when I have to go 
away on business, telling them that I can sleep on the 
plane and arrive refreshed. However I never saw her 
again or found out her name, and I have certainly never 
experienced such a pleasant flight, as on that special 
night.

The End

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