The plane taxied down the runway, its engines humming softly as I settled into my seat, the cushion enveloping me in a comforting embrace. With a flick of my red hair, I adjusted my tight jean shorts and smoothed out the folds of my black crop top, feeling the soft fabric against my skin.
Beside me sat a man, his warm brown eyes meeting mine with a friendly twinkle. His gaze lingered on me momentarily before he broke into a charming smile.
“Hi there,” he said, extending his hand. “Oh hey, I’m Sarah.”
I returned his smile, a hint of amusement playing on my lips. “Nice to meet you, Sarah. So beautiful,” he said, his eyes scanning my body, checking me out.
I cleared my throat, unable to suppress a playful smirk. “My eyes are up here, my good sir,” I said teasingly, drawing his attention back to my face.
He blinked, a sheepish grin spreading across his features as he snapped out of his trance. “Apologies,” he chuckled, running a hand through his hair.
As the plane ascended to 30,000 feet, David and I fell into an easy rhythm of conversation, exchanging jokes and stories as if we had known each other for years. The hours flew by, filled with laughter and shared moments stretching into eternity.
With each passing moment, I found myself drawn to David’s presence, his warmth and charm casting a spell over me. As we soared above the clouds, our tension grew stronger, a magnetic pull I couldn’t resist.
At one point, David glanced at me curiously. “May I ask how old you are, Sarah?”
I smiled, feeling a blush creep into my cheeks. “I’m twenty-three. And you?”
David chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Well, I’m not exactly a spring chicken. Fifty-nine, if you must know.”
I raised an eyebrow, impressed by his honesty. “Quite the age gap, wouldn’t you say?”
He laughed, a deep, rich sound that sent shivers down my spine. “Age is just a number, my dear. It’s the company that truly matters.”
As the conversation continued, the tension between us seemed to reach a boiling point, our words laced with a palpable desire that hung in the air like electricity. As we soared over 30,000 feet, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of exhilaration, a rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins.
A few moments later, David excused himself, his voice warm as he said, “Excuse me, Sarah darling.” I watched him rise from his seat, his figure elegant and poised as he walked down the aisle towards the plane’s rear. As he disappeared from view, I couldn’t resist the urge to follow, my curiosity getting the better of me.
Navigating the narrow aisle, I reached the back of the plane, where I found David standing by the toilet door, his gaze fixed on the window.
As David stood by the lavatory door, his gaze fixed on the window, a mischievous glint danced in his eyes. “Is everything alright, David?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, my body trembling with anticipation.
He turned to face me, a smile spreading across his features. “Oh, Sarah, I was just admiring the view. It’s quite breathtaking, isn’t it?”
I smiled back, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yes, it certainly is.”
The air between us crackled with tension, thick with the weight of unspoken desire. David leaned in closer, his voice a low, husky whisper that sent shivers down my spine. “Sarah, I can’t help but be drawn to you. There’s something about you that’s utterly captivating.”
I swallowed hard, feeling a rush of excitement coursing through my veins. “Well, you’re old enough to be my dad,” I chuckled nervously, the words slipping out before I could stop them.
David’s grin widened, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “Ah, but age is just a number, my dear. Besides, I feel you like a man with more experience.”
I couldn’t help but laugh, our tension dissipating in a haze of shared humour. “Guilty as charged,” I admitted, a blush creeping into my cheeks. “I’ve been with an older man before.”
His smile turned into a knowing smirk, his gaze lingering on me with newfound intensity. “Well then, Sarah, perhaps we should continue this conversation somewhere more private.”
“Really, and why would we do that, I wonder,” I grin with a playful smile.
David’s smirk deepened, his eyes glinting with mischief. “Well, Sarah,” he began, his voice dropping to a husky whisper, “I thought we might explore some… alternative forms of entertainment.”
I raised an eyebrow, a thrill of excitement coursing through me. “Oh? And what exactly did you have in mind?”
He leaned in closer, his breath warm against my ear. “Let’s just say I have a few ideas involving much less turbulence.”
“What if I like a lot of turbulence,” I said as I bit my bottom lip.
David’s gaze darkened, a hint of desire flickering in his eyes. “Oh, Sarah,” he murmured, his voice low and husky, “you have no idea what you do to me.”
A shiver of anticipation ran down my spine at the intensity of his gaze, my heart pounding in my chest. The air crackled with tension, thick with the promise of something exhilarating and dangerous.
“Well,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper, “there’s only one way to find out.” I took his hand as I looked around. We entered the toilet and locked the door behind us.
“We will have to be quiet. Ok, sit down, as there isn’t much room to work with here,” I said to him as he sat on the lid of the toilet.
I stood before him, my heart pounding as I reached for the button on his trousers.
My fingers trembled with excitement as I undid his pants, revealing a thick, hard cock that sprang free from its confines.
“Fuck,” David murmured, his eyes darkening with desire as he looked up at me. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“Someone is hard already,” I let out a little laugh; I started to stroke his cock as his foreskin kept moving up and down and over the head of his cock as I slowly pumped him up and down.
I could feel his cock twitch in my hand as I continued to stroke him, feeling the warmth of his skin against my fingers. I leaned down and took the head of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip of his penis. I suck on the end of his cock and then lick down the whole of his shaft.
I start to wank his cock while I wink at him as I take his right ball in my mouth and I suck on it.
As I sucked on David’s ball, he moaned softly, his fingers tangling in my hair. I continued to stroke his cock as I teased him with my mouth, feeling a thrill of excitement as he grew harder and thicker beneath my touch.
My pussy throbbed with need as I worked him up, the taste of salt and musk on my tongue sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. David’s breathing grew ragged as I sucked on his balls, the weight heavy against my tongue.
I took his other ball into my mouth and alternated between sucking on each one while stroking his shaft up and down with increasing urgency. The toilet cabin felt smaller by the minute as we lost ourselves in each other’s touch, our bodies trembling with anticipation.
I took his cock in my mouth as I started to bob my head up and down slowly. Teasing him with my mouth dripping saliva, which trickled from the side of my mouth and rolled down his shaft and pooled up on her balls. As my free hand unbuttoned my jean shorts, I pulled my zipper down and managed to slide my hand in the tight fitting and into my red panties.
As I continued to expertly suck his cock, my hand massaging my clit in circles. “Fuck, Sarah,” he groaned, his hips bucking involuntarily as I sucked him deeper into my mouth. “You’re so fucking good at this; you sure know how to please an older man.”
I moaned around his cock, feeling a surge of pleasure as he praised me. My clit throbbed beneath my fingertips as I continued to stroke and rub it in slow circles, the sensation building with each passing moment.
I stopped rubbing as I then slid two fingers inside me, easily due to how wet I had become already.
I started finger fucking myself harder and deeper as I moaned on his cock, my mind spinning with pleasure. As I fingered myself vigorously, David let out a deep groan, his hands gripping the edges of the toilet seat as he thrust upward into my mouth.
His cock was so thick and hard that it made me gag for a moment before I worked my way around it with ease. His balls drew up tight against his shaft as he got closer and closer to cumming while my pussy clenched around my fingers greedily.
I stopped sucking, I slid my fingers out my pussy, and I stood up and slid off my jean shorts and panties. He sat there, slowly jerking while he watched me. I then straddled him as I slapped his hand, “Stop it, don’t touch it,” I then lowered down onto it as it pushed very slowly through my labia and inside as I fully seated on him. I began to rock back and forth on his lap, grinding my hips against his as we found our rhythm together.
His hands gripped my hips tightly, guiding me as I rode him harder and faster. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the small cabin, mingling with our heavy breathing and moans of pleasure. On every down thrust, as I slammed my pussy down on his cock I could feel his balls on my bum.
My clit throbbed with each thrust, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure as he filled me up over and over again. My breasts bounced in time with each movement, their weight adding to the intensity of each moment.
His hands moved to my chest as he pulled my crop top up, revealing my beautiful tits, which rested in my bra. I continued to ride him as he explored my chest as if he was in heaven.
David’s hands roamed over my breasts, cupping them gently as he teased my nipples through the material of my bra.
I reached behind me, unclasping my bra and letting it fall away from my chest. I moaned as I continued to ride him with my pussy gliding up and down his hard cock. “Ah… that’s better, mmm,” I said as I started to pick up speed, my ass twerking as my pussy devoured his cock.
David’s eyes widened with desire as he took in the sight of me bare before him. His hands moved to cup both breasts now, squeezing them gently as his thumbs brushed against my sensitive nipples.
The sensation was almost too much to bear; I could feel myself growing closer and closer to climax with each passing moment. My pussy clenched around David’s cock as I rode him harder still; every thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through me like an electric current pulsing beneath the surface of my skin.
The feeling of David’s cock inside me was indescribable. I leaned forward, pressing my breasts against his face as he sucked on them hungrily. He bit and tugged on my nipples, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my clit.
My pussy tightened around him, and I could feel the familiar sensation building deep within me. “Oh god, David,” I moaned, burying my face in his neck as I felt myself losing control. “I’m going to cum.”
He groaned in response, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he thrust upward into me with even more force. The toilet seat creaked beneath us as we moved together in perfect harmony, each thrust bringing us closer to the edge of oblivion.
My orgasm hit me like a wave crashing over the shore; it started slow at first but quickly built into an all-consuming rush of pleasure that left me breathless and gasping for air. My pussy clenched so tightly around David’s cock buried deep inside me. As his grip tightened as he lifted me up and down so damn fast, I muffled moans with my face buried into his neck as his cock just kept pumping into me harder, harder and harder.
“Ah… fuck… don’t stop,” I begged, feeling myself growing closer to climax by the second.
The plane hit turbulence, rattling the bathroom door as we clung to each other. David’s hands gripped my hips with an intensity that bordered on pain as he plunged his cock deep inside me, again and again. The roar of the engines drowned out our moans as we both reached our peak, our bodies shuddering with pleasure.
With one final thrust, David released a torrent of cum deep within me, filling me up and sending waves of ecstasy coursing through my body. I felt his hot seed mix with my own juices, trickling down my thighs as we both struggled to catch our breath amid the chaos around us.
He wrapped his arms around me, holding me close as we basked in the afterglow of our shared orgasm. The turbulence subsided, and I slowly pulled myself off David’s cock, his softening length slipping from my body with a squelch. I reached for some tissues on the counter to clean up, wincing slightly as the cool paper touched my sensitive skin.
David adjusted himself, refastening his pants and taking a deep breath as he looked up at me. “That was… intense,” he said quietly, a sheepish smile on his lips.
I chuckled softly in response, still trying to catch my breath. “It certainly was.” My pussy felt deliciously sore but satisfied; every movement sent shivers down my spine as I remembered our encounter in the small toilet cabin of the plane.
I dressed quickly, putting back on my panties, jean shorts, and then my bra, which I got David to fasten for me. I adjusted my crop top before unlocking the bathroom door. David followed me back to our seats, people just watching us and whispering to each other.
David looked at me quietly before returning to the window and adjusting his seat belt. “That was incredible,” he murmured under his breath, his cheeks flushed with colour as he avoided eye contact.
I smiled back at him knowingly; there was no need to speak aloud what had passed between us in that small toilet cabin high above the clouds.
