Let me tell you a bit about my adventure last weekend...
I've been talking to this guy online for the past few days. I have never been more turned on in my life, when it comes to the sweet, juicy, orgasmic words that come out of his mouth. How easily he makes me begin to sweat, and squirm, every minute feeling my snatch becoming wetter and hotter...you'd almost think he was a god of some sort, here to tease me for his own sexual pleasure.
For the most part, things between us have been fun in a teasing sort of way. He's married, I'm married, we've both known things would never go as far as we describe to each other. The endless hours of sucking, licking, nibbling, thrusting, panting, moaning, even screaming; such pleasurable torment that could only come true in my dreams. That is, until last weekend...
I made up my mind. If this man is real, I have to meet him. I have to live out every one of the fantasies we talked about. I have to feel his breath on my neck, on my breasts while making his way to my damp, swollen pussy. I have to know the excitement and ecstasy of my pulsing clit being teased for hours by his amazing tongue, while he nibbles on my clit every so often, making me shudder with pleasure, even shrieking at times for him to stop, but begging him to go on.
And so, without any second thought, I booked a flight to his home town. I didn't know where he lived, didn't know his phone number, but I was determined to find him. And when I did, mmm...I was just waiting for him to make me scream his name as he went to town on me. Hard, fast, slow, biting, scratching, kissing, licking...I wanted it all, and I would get it all. As luck would have it, there was a late night flight that same night, and being in the aroused state that I was in, I booked it immediately. My flight left that evening, around midnight and I figured there wouldn't be many people on the flight, so I didn't worry about getting all dolled up. I slipped on one of my favorite strapless sun dresses, with no panties of course, as I wanted to be comfortable. I was also still slightly wet just from the thought of going to meet this man, and I didn't want to be stuck wearing soaked panties for the entire flight.
Standing around, waiting to board, I realize that I am practically the only person taking this flight, except for a little old man, and what looks like a newly wed couple. As I board the plane, I notice there are two attendants, one beautifully tanned brunette gal, and a very tall, toned handsome piece of a man, who seem extremely bored, as if they were unwillingly stuck with this shift. However, after glancing my way, their eyes widened in appreciation, and their slow spreading smiles seemed full of mischief. I softly giggle to myself. I love getting this reaction not only from men, but women as well.
As I settle in my seat, the brunette attendant comes over and introduces herself as Tabitha. She lets me know if there is ANY thing she, or her male counterpart can help me with, for me to let them know immediately. I thank her, and give her a sultry little smile, and ask her for a blanket, as I am a little tired, and the cabin is a bit chilly with just the sundress on. She obliges, but I can see a look of disappointment in her eyes, as I haven't quite asked what she was hoping for. She does, however, let me know that this section of the plane that I'm in is completely empty besides myself, so I can just make myself comfortable. She also lets me know that they will be in the back cabin, so if I need anything, to just press the attendant button.