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  Jessie let out a sigh. “Don’t worry, I will. Now may we pass, oh great guy in the sky?” she said, rolling her eyes at him.

  “Well, I guess since you begged me,” Jason snickered.

  Jessie gave him a swat on the arm. “I have yet to beg you. If anything, you’ll be begging me for more later. Now if you don’t mind, I have work to do.”

  “You are so sexy when you’re being serious.” Jason winked pushing her buttons a little more. “Oh and Nick, Ms. Mason is resting. You shouldn’t wake her.”

  “Don’t fret. I’ll try my best not to man,” Nick said with a slight sarcastic tone. Who the hell does this guy think he is anyway?

  “Good. Alright then, follow me.” Jason turned his head to Jessie and gave her a fake smile. “Still giving her my number,” he whispered.

  Jason walked through the next set of curtains, holding them open for Nick. As Nick was stepping into first class, Jason released the curtains in Nick’s face.

  Douche. He wasn’t sure why Jason was acting like a jerk with him, but continued forward without causing a scene. It was like stepping in to a whole other universe. Everything was so cheery and colourful. Why hadn’t it rubbed off on this Jason guy? The vibe was completely different from his section. Nick scoped out the first class section as they headed for the third row. Wow it’s pretty empty in here. I wonder how Mia managed to get a seat in here?

  “Remember, she shouldn’t be disturbed,” Jason asserted.

  “Yes, I heard you the first time. I’ll try my best not to,” Nick reassured him. Good god, does this guy ever stop?

  “Alright then, here we are. Welcome to first class,” Jason drew his hand towards the seat like a game show host revealing the prize. “Is there anything I can get you Mr. Novak?”

  Nick kept his cool as he took the seat next to Mia. She was so peaceful when she was sleeping. “Nope, this is all I need thanks.”

  “Very well,” Jason pursed his lips, “if there is anything I can get you, just let me know.”

  “Will do bud,” Nick winked just to tick him off. The look Jason gave as he walked away was priceless.

  Watching that dick walk off was almost as sweet as sitting next to Mia. Nick took a few minutes to soak up her presence. She was pure heaven. He couldn’t stop looking at her while she slept the night before, and he couldn’t stop now. There was something about her that made him feel at peace and so alive, yet fearless and so vulnerable. She was intoxicating to him. Nick leaned in towards Mia and cautiously pulled the corner of her blanket over himself. He continued staring at his firecracker, and eventually his eyelids grew heavy enough to drift off to sleep too.

  ***

  After hours of sweet dreams, Mia began to stir. Walking up to Nick’s face was such a pleasant surprise. She thought for sure she wouldn’t see him again. Mmm. He found me. She grinned and closed her eyes again. Oh crap! What if I’m still sleeping and this is just a great dream? Her eyelids popped open. Double-checking to make sure he was really sitting there, she slid her hand towards his knee. What she felt wasn’t a knee but a massive hard-on underneath the blanket. Nice.

  Since her hand was already there, she thought it would be an exciting way to wake up Nick. They had just spent half the weekend together, naked and losing themselves in each other. Nobody was around to stop her from being a little naughty. Mia grazed her palm across his jeans, giving his cock a gentle squeeze. How does he fit that beast in tight pants? She continued stroking him, increasing the pressure with each pass over his erection.

  Nick sat there awake with his eyes closed for five minutes as she caressed him. He liked the fact that she was doing something daring and dirty. The attention she was giving his cock felt too good to have her stop. It was hard not to open his eyes and watch her as she fondled him. I should have unbuttoned my fly before sleeping. That would have given her easy access to jerk me off. The intense build up was getting close to erupting in his pants. I can’t cum in my jeans here. I’ve got to wake up.

  “Hey beautiful,” Nick whispered. He couldn’t stop grinning as he opened his eyes.

  Mia slowed down the pace of rubbing his cock and smiled back. “I hope you don’t mind being woken up this way? Your bulge was too tempting not to play with.”

  “It was an excellent way to wake me up. You are a naughty one aren’t you?” Nick winked giving her some reassurance that it was perfectly acceptable to him. “You might want to stop though. I’m very close to making a sticky mess, and something tells me that Jason guy isn’t willing to clean it up.”

  Mia burst out laughing as she regrettably took her hand off his mass. “Yeah I don’t think he has any interest in that.”

  Nick thought it was cute the way she crinkled her nose as she giggled. He couldn’t help but to laugh along with her. She was infectious.

  “I lost you at the terminal. I thought you would have been in first class with me.” Mia tucked her hair behind her ear, “I’m so happy you found me.”

  “Your lipstick helped me,” Nick pulled out her tube from his pocket and handed it to her, “I’m sure this is yours.”

  Mia quickly glanced at the bottom, “Yep, that’s mine alright. My handbag fell on the aisle earlier. Thanks for finding it, it’s my favourite shade,” Mia placed the makeup back inside her purse.

  “Oh, it’s mine too, but for other reasons of course,” Nick winked, “I don’t think you could be more thrilled than I am at this moment sitting here next to you,” he whispered while showing his dimples.

  “Finger me,” she requested.

  “Here, now?” Nick took a deep breath and looked around for Jason. Fuck, she’s as risky as I am.

  “Yes here and now. I’m so turned on by you.” Mia grabbed her watered down drink, and chugged it back. “I need to feel you.”

  “You are incredible,” Nick reached under the blanket and ran his hand up her skirt. “No panties? Nice.”

  “I know. I kind of forgot to put them on this afternoon,” she pointed out, guiding his finger to her sweet spot. “I was a little distracted.”

  The wetness of her slit made it easy for him to spread her lips open and insert his middle finger.

  “Just a little?” he joked, “I don’t mind distracting you if it means you’ll be bare.”

  “Okay, I was greatly distracted. I’m glad I wasn’t searched in customs,” she giggled. Mia closed her eyes to concentrate on him finger fucking her.

  Nick took that as his cue to stop talking and get busy on more important matters. He made sure to keep his eyes open, watching out for anyone coming their way.

  Mia’s secretions were abundant, and he had just gotten started working his magic on her. I would love to have my head buried between her legs, lapping up her sweet nectar. Nick circled over her swollen clit multiple times, then dove his fingers back inside.

  “I wish I was eating you out again,” he whispered.

  “Oh fuck,” she whimpered, pushing her pelvis deeper into his hand. She rocked herself to the motion of his plunging fingers, trying to pace herself. Being this impulsive was so unlike her. The thrill of getting fingered on a flight was intensifying her arousal. Where has this stud been hiding? Fuck, he knows what he’s doing. Her breathing quickened as he speed up his movements.

  Nick pressed his lips against her ear. “Cum for me,” he whispered, drawing faster circles over her engorged clit.

  Those three little words had the biggest impact, sending her over the edge. Mia gripped her fingers into the velvet armrests as her toes curled in her high heels.

  “Oh my god,” she moaned, as she climaxed in her seat. Mia faced Nick and smiled while trying to catch her breath. “That, was fucking, awesome,” she panted. Did I just get finger fucked on a plane? I swear this weekend couldn’t get any better.

  “Good girl,” he said, flashing his dimples at
her. Nick pulled his fingers out from under the blanket and sucked them clean. “Mmm, You are delicious.”

  Wow, that’s fucking hot. Nick was just as dirty as she was and she liked.

  Her little peeps of pleasure must have set off Jason’s nosey alarm because he was briskly heading in their direction. He wasn’t looking too pleased either.

  “Follow my lead,” she whispered, nudging Nick in the arm.

  He was unaware of what was going on, but he would do anything she asked. “Okay,” he replied.

  “Is there a problem going on here? Something or someone was causing a commotion,” he questioned, giving Nick a stern look.

  “Sorry Jason, it’s me,” she lied, drawing the attention away from Nick. “I’m not feeling very well. I think I might be sick.” Mia gave Jason her best queasy look, and held her hand to her mouth.

  Nick stood up, helping Mia out of her seat. “I’ve got this bud. I’m a medic and can help her out in the washroom. I’ll even clean up her mess.” Nick inched himself past Jason, letting Mia step ahead of them.

  “Oh dear, I’m sorry to hear that Ms. Mason. Let me know if I can help,” Jason offered.

  “It’s all good. I got this,” Nick gave him a pseudo smile patting him on his shoulder, “she’s in safe hands.”

  It was a good thing Mia had concealed her mouth, she was trying her best not to laugh throughout the conversation. They made their way to the washroom, locking the door behind.

  Mia kicked down the lid of the toilet, and promptly unbuckled Nick’s belt.

  “Quick, pull your pants down and have a seat,” she requested. “We have to make this fast.” Mia collected her wavy golden-strawberry hair, and tied it into a loose updo.

  Without hesitation, he complied to her commands. It was obvious her words alone had his cock standing straight up for her. She was simply irresistible.

  Mia hiked up her skirt and straddled over Nick’s legs. She grabbed his warm flesh, and ran his cock head along her slit guiding him inside. She cautiously shimmied herself down his thick pole. Holy fuck he is big.

  “Mmm, so tight,” he whispered.

  Twelve hours had passed since he was last inside her. She was positive he had stretched the hell out of her from all the fucking they had done in such a short time frame.

  “You are bad Mia. I can’t believe you thought of that so fast,” Nick grabbed her hips and began to bounce her on his lap, “such a naughty girl.”

  “Mmm hmm. I couldn’t think of another way to get us in here,” Mia stated, wrapping her arms around Nick’s broad shoulders for support.

  “What have I done to deserve this? The Mile High Club is a hard one to join. What if we get caught?” Nick questioned.

  “We have to take care of your needs too,” she whispered into his ear. “It’s a once in a lifetime moment. Just relax, we won’t get caught,” she said, trying to reassure him.

  Mia pressed her lips to his, and softly nibbled on his bottom lip. He was an amazing kisser. As she rode his cock, he slipped his tongue inside her mouth, darting it in and out. Nick spiked his dick deeper into her, thrusting faster. Her soft moans excited him more than he anticipated.

  “I’m going to blow soon. You just feel too good.”

  “Wait. Not yet,” she begged, slowing her rhythm down to a complete stop. “Stand up. I want to suck you dry.”

  “If you insist.” Nick helped her off him and sat her down in his spot. “It’s close.”

  Mia leaned in and traced her tongue over his massive shaft. She didn’t get the chance to blow him back at the resort. I can do this. Making sure she licked enough of her spit on him, she took a deep breath and wrapped her sultry lips around his head. Grabbing the base of his cock she stroked him, lowering her mouth down as far as it would go. Over half way. Fuck I’m good.

  “Impressive,” Nick couldn’t believe she was licking her own juices off him, or that she inhaled that much of his cock in her mouth. Most women gave up before the halfway point. Nick extended his hands out, bracing himself against the wall.

  Mia’s abundance of spit in her mouth, made it easy to swallow his prick as he penetrated her face. She grabbed the back of his ass, digging her fingernails in as he pounded her face. Mia glanced up at Nick as she sped up the stride, trying her best not to choke as she took more in. He was smiling down at her, so proud.

  Watching her take most of his cock in her mouth, turned him on more. Everything about her turned him on. The look in her eyes as he pounded her lips did it for him.

  “Oh fuck Mia, I can’t stop,” he groaned.

  Mia vigorously sucked him off, wanting nothing more than to drink his cum.

  Nick felt a chill ripple through his body as he unloaded his jizz down her throat. “Holy shit Mia.”

  She continued cramming his cock in her mouth, syphoning all the cream out of his prick. Mia carefully pulled her head back, trying to keep her mouth shut. She looked up at Nick, grinned and swallowed for him. “Mmm. So yummy,” she said, licking her lips clean of his salty cum.

  “Fuck me,” Nick whispered with a stunned look on his face.

  Mia promptly stood up. “We better get back to our seats before we get caught,” she winked.

  Nick pulled up his jeans as fast as he could. He took a deep breath and held open the door for Mia. Of course Jason wasn’t too far behind them.

  “How are you feeling Ms. Mason?” he asked.

  “Oh I’m feeling one hundred percent better now, thank you,” she replied.

  Jason looked at Nick and glared. “Thanks for taking care of her,” he sneered.

  “It was no problem, in fact it was my pleasure,” Nick chuckled.

  “We’ll be landing soon, so I’m going to ask you both to fasten your seat belts,” he requested. “I’ll see you on the ground Ms. Mason.” Jason winked as he leaned over Nick, slipping her a piece of paper.

  “We trust you had a pleasant and relaxing flight with us Nick and Mia?” Jessie smiled, opening the door to the sky-bridge.

  “It was great. Thank you,” Mia replied.

  Nick took her bags in one hand, holding her hand in the other. Passing by Jason, he flashed him a smile and nodded.

  Jason held his pinky finger and thumb to his ear, mouthing the words “call me” as Mia walked by.

  “It’s always amusing how the couples on this flight find an interesting excuse to get inside the washroom together,” Jessie sighed.

  “Yeah. The others I didn’t mind. This one I didn’t like it one bit. I can’t believe he got to bang her,” Jason scoffed.

  “Well Jason, it’s part of the job. Pleasure Island Resort pays us well to bring couples together. And we did it!” Jessie beamed.

  “Whatever. Don’t rub it in,” he huffed. “I still gave her my number. She’ll call me, they always do. You will too.”

  The Metre High Club

  Anna Sky

  A 1940s re-enactment event was far more interesting than Katie thought it was going to be. Originally joining her boyfriend Jack to keep him company, she discovered Lindy-hop, lemonade and low-level aircraft activities.

  The 1940’s re-enactment day was great fun, and ended on an unexpected high. I didn’t want to go originally but Jack promised me a day of pin-up glamour and sexy men in uniform. I knew he really wanted to see the vintage cars, but lured by his promises, I agreed to join him. When we arrived at the airfield early on the Saturday morning, I hesitantly climbed out of the car, unused to my dress and feeling self-conscious. I needn’t have done of course, and I felt like I fitted in just a few minutes later, but dressing-up wasn’t something I normally did.

  I quickly straightened out the seams on my stockings, making sure the line was straight up the back of my calves and thighs, and glanced round. It was a big event, and even though we were early, the p
lace was full of exhibitors and visitors alike. I suddenly felt at home in my sexy wiggle dress and victory-rolled hair. The dress was a real find; a deep-waisted, mid-calf pencil skirt, wide belt and a top half that somehow hoisted my boobs up near my chin.

  “Ready?” Jack couldn’t wait to have a look at the vintage cars. I quickly checked my make-up - bright red lipstick, and heavily kohled eyes. “You look really hot, Katie. But c’mon!” I smiled and linked my arm into his. I’d seen him stealing glances at me all morning, so I knew he meant what he said. He looked good too of course, in a loose fitting suit and fedora.

  We wandered round the cars in the sunshine, Jack peering into each one and chatting to the owners about goodness-knows-what in the engines. I was bored and let my mind wander. Big planes sat on the nearby airfield and I wondered how women coped in the war, waiting for those big metal machines to come home, bearing their loved ones. Thankfully, before I got too morose, a tannoy crackled and announced that Lindy-hop lessons were about to start in one of the tents.

  “Can we, Jack?” I implored, desperate to do something more interesting. “Let’s learn to dance!”

  “Ok,” he laughed, “just remember I have two left feet! And I still want to come back and have a look at that MG.”

  We made our way over to the dance tent, and spent the next half hour learning some basic moves. It took a bit of counting and effort, and lots of giggling as we tripped over each other but by the end we weren’t too bad.

  “C’mon,” I said as we left the tent. “I need something to drink!” Wandering further round, we found a vintage lemonade stand. It was cold and refreshing, and a far cry from the lemonade I usually bought. Jack laughed at me as I winced at the lemon, and called my facial expressions cute. I stuck my tongue out at him in return and was rewarded with a playful slap to my bottom.

  “Not in public!” I exclaimed, wondering if anyone had seen us, and if they had, what on earth they’d think. Jack laughed again, and hooked one arm around my waist, pulling me in tight.