Now youve got me fantasizing, thinking of the things Id like to do, just on the flight down, alone! Should I tease you and keep it to myself, or elaborate so you can get in the mood, too, in anticipation? Hmmmm. Kind of ruins the surprise in telling you ahead of time, but I guess Ill share, so youll know what to expect, and youll know what will turn me on. The plane, Im sure, will be cool with its air conditioning, so Im going to ask for an extra blanket or two especially with the short black halter dress Ill be wearing just for this occasion. After the captain turns off the seat belt sign, Im going to spread those blankets out over us, discreetly, of course. And then turn towards you, reaching under the blankets to undo your belt, the fastener on your waistband, and carefully lower the zipper on your pants, reaching inside to caress you.

As I carefully remove your length from the restraints of your clothing, Ill slide down the seat, under the blankets, and duck under the covers. Youll pull the covers up and tuck them around us, hiding as much as possible from the surrounding passengers. Soon, you feel the tip of my tongue on the glans of your length, exploring the tip and ridge of it.

You start to rise to the ministrations of my tongue, getting harder as I continue to toy and swirl my tongue around the head, eventually working to take all of you in, deeper and deeper. We both try hard not to moan, in order to not draw the attention of our fellow passengers, but soon, we cannot resist.

You pull me away, and tell me to go to the planes head, which I reluctantly do so, because I love to feel your length grow in my mouth, knowing that youre enjoying the sensations. I also am getting quite wet, knowing that Im making you hard.

A few minutes after going to the head, you follow me up the aisle.

You knock on the first door, but theres no answer, because Im not in that one. You knock on the next one, and I quickly open the door and pull you in, pressing my lips to yours, hungrily exploring your mouth with my tongue.

I lean back and straddle the sink, opening my legs to you. You quickly unbutton the front of my dress, exposing me to your tongue as you kiss my neck, trailing your tongue down to my breasts, swirling your tongue around one nipple, and then the other.

You slide your hand up the inside of my thigh, finding with pleasure that Im wearing a garter belt with stockings, and a pair of crotchless panties, ready and waiting for you. You brush lightly, first my labia, then my personal placeoris, and eventually, the opening to my softness. I moan with anticipation.

Slowly, your pressure increases on my personal placeoris, using your thumb, rubbing gently, as it swells to your touch. Slowly, you enter my softness with your fingers of the same hand, entering, exploring for the spot of ecstasy that will send me into throes of passion. You work your way down with your tongue, down to taste my swollen personal placeoris, sucking it in, and swirling your tongue around it.

Soon Im unzipping your pants once again, carefully pulling out your rock hard length, wanting to feel you inside me, thrusting slowly in and out, making the sensations last. My personal place is tingling in anticipation of you, as well as my softness is contracting around your hand. Soon, we can no longer hold back, and you enter me.

Using the sink for support, I wrap my legs around your waist, and we gyrate together until we come together in blissful satisfaction.

You remain in me until the last contractions fade away, and then we separate. Afterwards, we separately return to our seats, in order to not draw undue attention, and settle in for the rest of the trip to the island, anticipating what will be coming later in the day, after we have settled into our room for our stay.