Susan walked down the jet bridge and towards the open door and smiling stewardesses waiting to help her board, the butterflies in her tummy suddenly threatening to take flight.
It wasn't so much that she was afraid of flying, but after her three day odyssey just to get to Iowa with all of the delays and cancelations she was getting nervous about what the airplane gods had in store for her return flight home back to Idaho.
The trip had been bothering her so much that she had stopped and picked up a package of Dramamine, not for the motion sickness but because it would knock her out and hopefully let her get a little sleep on the long flight home.
"Welcome aboard," the smiling stewardess said as she did a perfunctory check of Susan's boarding pass and waving her onboard.
"Thanks," Susan replied before walking down the aisle and finding her seat.
Susan stored her pink carryon tote before squeezing past a tall brown haired man with glasses who had already sat down in the middle seat next to her own window seat, smiling at the man since he reminded her a bit of Larry.
"Excuse me," Susan said as she brushed against his legs in the tight quarters.
"Not a problem," the man replied with a smile.
Susan smiled at him again before placing her purse and blanket she had brought with her beneath her seat, slipped off her flip-flops and tried to get settled as comfortably as she could in the cramped quarters. The rest of the boarding went surprisingly fast and soon the engines on the Airbus were starting to rumble as it was pushed back from the gate. The Airbus taxied out to the runway while Susan tuned the canned safety presentation out and stared out at the lights of the airport slipping past. She was already feeling tired and just wanted to get into the air so she could wrap up in a blanket and try to sleep.
"This is the worst part of the whole damn thing for me," the man next to Susan said when the plane's engines reeved up to a higher pitch the moment before she was pushed back in her seat and it began accelerating down the runway.
Susan smiled at him politely but concentrated on watching the scenery slip past her window.
The Airbus nosed up and without even a bump began to ascend into the evening sky. As soon as they had started to level off Susan took her blanket out from beneath her seat and covered up, closing her eyes to try to get some sleep.
Normally the gentle motion of a plane combined with the steady background rumble of the engines would have had Susan asleep within minutes, but for some reason she just couldn't find a comfortable spot and kept twisting and turning, even with the little extra help from the Dramamine she had taken.
Susan chanced a quick glance at the man sitting next to her and was again surprised at just how much he looked like Larry even down to his mustache and goatee. She felt a momentary flash of jealousy when she noticed that he was already asleep. Susan glanced down at the man's crotch and then did a double take, the outline of his very erect penis clearly outlined against his dark blue sweatpants.
She stifled a giggle, glancing around and noticing that all the passengers that she could see around them were sound asleep and the stewardesses at the back of the plane were in their jump seats.
Susan licked her lips and looked down at the bulge in the man's sweatpants again, a rush of adrenaline surging through her. She took another hasty glance around the plane, spread her blanket wide so that it covered both her and her unnamed seatmate and then slowly slipped her hand beneath the blanket until she could feel the firmness of the man's erection on the palm of her hand. The man stirred slightly with a low moan, but didn't wake and after another quick glance around to make sure no one had heard Susan squeezed the man's dick gently.
"Ohh, what are you doing?" the man asked in a hoarse whisper when he suddenly awoke.
"Do you want me to stop?" Susan asked with a wicked smile, squeezing the man's dick a little harder.
The man only stared at Susan in astonishment but didn't ask her to stop, the jerking beneath her hand letting her know that he really was enjoying the sudden attention. Susan stared into the man's eyes and licked her lips, her hand straying up and beneath the edge of his shirt before slipping down beneath the elastic waistband of his sweats.
"Ahhh, I love it when a guy shaves," Susan whispered when she felt the smooth skin of his lower belly, "It keeps the hair from getting in my mouth when I suck on him."
The man blinked in surprise, his breath coming in quick gasps as Susan's hand slipped lower to grip and squeeze his shaft.
"What if someone sees us?" the man asked, glancing around nervously.
"So?" Susan replied with a wicked smile, starting to stroke up and down his shaft, "Everyone's asleep but what if they do? Take your pants off."
The man stared at Susan in amazement, his dick as hard as a rock in Susan's hand before glancing around a final time and then reaching beneath the blanket to push his sweats down. Susan grinned and raised the armrest that had been separating them so that she could move a little closer.
"Can I?" the man asked as Susan felt the soft touch of his hand stroke her inner thigh.
Susan let go of the man's dick just long enough to unbutton her own jeans and slip them down around her ankles, the man's gentle fingers finding her soft, wet folds at the same instant she reclaimed his dick in her hand. Susan leaned back, her legs spreading apart while the man began to pinch and tug on each of her lips gently, her hand moving rhythmically up and down the length of his dick.
"Ah, god, just like that," Susan whispered when the man began to press against her swollen clit and slip his fingertip from side to side.
"I'm going to cum if you don't stop," The man said huskily after a few minutes, his fingers slipping deep inside of Susan to pick up some of her lubrication before returning his slippery wet attention back to her clit.
"You promise?" Susan whispered, letting go of his dick and with a hasty glance around to make sure no one was watching slipped beneath the blanket.
Susan took the man's dick into her mouth, his precum tasting slightly salty as she sucked on his swollen head before slipping him down her throat. She could feel him trying to move but remain as motionless as he could as she sucked on his length, her hand stroking him up and down. In only moments Susan felt a thick stream of cum fill her mouth followed by another and then another. Without even hesitating Susan swallowed while still stroking and sucking on the man's length. When she finally came up from beneath the blanket the man was out of breath and smiling.
"Oh my god, that was amazing," the man whispered, "I've never had a blowjob that intense in my entire life!"
