Finally, after several years, we are able to go on another vacation by ourselves. We catch our flight to Mexico, but this time we are going to the Caribbean side of the country and staying at a remote resort on the beach. The late night flight takes off and we relax in our first class seats anxious to arrive at our destination. We have been in the air for a couple of hours and have been served our meal and several complimentary drinks.
We cover ourselves with a large blanket for two that we were given by the flight attendant. We were told when we boarded the plane that we were the only ones in first class and we wouldn't be disturbed after we finish our in-flight meal. What the flight attendant told us was true. There wasn't anyone else in first class, barely anyone on the plane at all, and she did not disturb us after our meal was finished.
The plane was very nice. The first class seats reclined so they almost made a bed. Because they reclined so much there was a great deal of room between our seat and the seats in front of us. It didn't take my imagination very long to start racing with ideas and after all of those drinks our inhibitions had pretty much fallen by the wayside. Well, at least mine had.
I started to slide my hands up and down your body, caressing your legs, sides, arms, and neck. I could feel my cock starting to stiffen in my shorts. Your eyes were closed and you started to moan slightly at my touch and whispered to me how good my hands felt on your body. Thank God you decided to wear a skirt while traveling.
I reached down under the blanket and caressed your legs sliding my hands over your soft, sensitive skin. I slid my hands up the inside of your legs and they parted slightly as if they had a mind of their own. I traced a line along them from top to bottom and they opened even more, enough for me to rest my fingers against the crotch of your panties. I massaged your pussy through the thin material. Your breathing increased in pace and intensity as I caressed your pussy. You started moving your hips to get more friction from my fingers. I move the crotch of your panties to the side and slip my fingers between the wet, slippery folds of your cunt. Your juices are very evident and soon my fingers are coated with your copious love liquid. I push two fingers inside your hot cunt and cause you to gasp out loud. Realizing how loud you were you immediately put your hand over your mouth to keep anyone from hearing you again.
My cock is completely hard now and dripping my juice from the opening in its head. I move down to the floor in front of your seat, crawl under the blanket, and spread your legs wide enough for me to put my face against your cunt. My tongue laps at the juices flowing from your honey pot gathering as much as I can. I push my tongue inside your cunt, swirling it around trying to lick its sweet walls, while my nose bumps your hard, engorged clit.
You're massaging your full tits and pinching and pulling on your hard, distended nipples. I eat your cunt like it's the last meal I'll ever have. The pussy lashing that you're getting is almost too much for you to handle, so you grab the blanket and shove it into your mouth as you cum hard, trying to keep your screams muffled and from the ears of the passengers in coach. Just then the flight attendant slides the curtain open, takes a step into the first class cabin, and freezes in the opening as she sees what we are doing. She then quietly steps back into the galley and closes the curtain. Your eyes were closed so you didn't notice her come in, but I heard the curtain move. I didn't stop licking and sucking your wonderful cunt. As a matter of fact, I increased my efforts on your pussy, bringing you to another, stronger orgasm with my mouth and tongue.
As you cum you let out a little squeal and I turn to see if the flight attendant is looking. I notice the curtain pulled slightly away from the side of the doorway and I could see her peeking through a small opening, watching us in our sexual bliss. Seeing that she is watching us I know that she isn't going to stop us or report us, so I remove the blanket and your panties and proceed to pull my shorts and boxers down to my ankles. I spread your legs and hook them in my arms, so I have a straight shot at your juicy opening. I move forward and split your cunt with the head of my thick cock, driving deep into the bottom of your tight pussy in one long stroke until my pubic bone presses against your huge clit.
Your eyes roll back in your head as you feel the length of my cock slide into your hot, wet depths. I plunge into you hard, banging against your swollen clit and stretching your pussy lips so tightly that I can feel them gripping the shaft of my cock as if they were trying to keep my cock from moving at all. I slow down and slowly grind my cock into your cunt and over your big clit. I grab your hips and let you fuck up and down on my cock causing the rigid head to stroke your G-spot. You then pick up the pace and fuck me as if the impending orgasm was your lifeblood.
I hear a small noise from across and behind me. I look over my shoulder and see the flight attendant sitting on the edge of the seat in the row across from us with her skirt pulled up, her legs spread, and her fingers frantically rubbing her clit and finger fucking her pussy. You see my head turned to the side and look to see what I was looking at. You're startled at first, but then you move your hips to meet mine and fuck me harder than ever, quickly drawing my attention back to our coupling. I don't know if it is the knowledge that someone is watching us fuck or what, but my cock got even harder and your pussy got even wetter and we both came explosively.
As we both came I could hear the flight attendant cum as well. Both of us were lying there spent and breathing heavily and at the same time we looked across the isle where the girl had been furiously rubbing her pussy only to see nobody was there. Did we really see her there? Did we imagine her getting herself off while she watched us fuck? Or maybe we had too much to drink and were hallucinating. The only thing we knew for sure was the fact we needed to clean ourselves up and try to get some sleep before we arrived in Mexico.