Thinking about having sex in different ways whilst flying at 2000ft above sea level, holding my wife's hand who was trying to sleep next to me with her head resting on my shoulder was exciting me. Looking at nothing and happily relaxing in my own dream world with the woman of my dreams next to me made me feel contented. I was thinking, 'Sex and woman why is it always such an issue with me'. It's not like I didn't get enough exciting sex from my wife. It seemed that my imagination could never stop itself from thinking about exploring exciting, different sexual experiences with Susan. Been married was one thing but been able to be totally honest about one's desires was sometimes difficult. Could I be honest and tell my wife about what turned me on? Perhaps not, because she would take offence and think that I had changed from the decent, loving type of man who she married.
Susan was Russian, of medium height with perfect curves and beautiful white skin that shone with health. She had soft long blond hair which she styled by fanning down the back of her slender neck over her shoulders. She had a strong feminine face with sensuous soft skin and her mouth constantly smiled with full red glossed lips. Her large green eyes were hypnotising and were shaped like a cat's which narrowed at the corners whenever she smiled. Her legs were long, slim, firm and well shaped from gym exercise which also made her light, slender body and stomach firm and shapely with or without clothes on. Her hips were shapely, pulling the waist band of her g-strings up into her slender stomach, forcing the material deeper into her crotch, massaging between her pussy and ass as she walked. Her soft breasts were all hers and totally unblemished, swelling themselves into a rounded dew drop shape as they hung in all there soft, sizeable splendour from her delicate chest. She always looked sexy and hot. No one could stop themselves looking at her when she displayed her stuff whilst wearing high heel shoes. I could never stop thinking about feeling her somewhere whenever we were anywhere. She was just one of those rare species of women who exuded sex appeal whether on a beach, in the bedroom or just sitting in a public place.
She released her hold on my hand as she started to doze off and ended up nestling her fingers almost perfectly shaped around the growing hardness of my cock. The innocent act sent a small sensation through me and started me thinking how wonderful it would be to get a hand-job right there and than. The lights in the aircraft were dimmed for everyone to sleep which made me wish that I could get myself jacked off. However nothing is ever easy and so I started to move myself into a more comfortable position for sleep. My movement made Susan stir and as she comforted me by giving my leg a rub her hand inadvertently brushed my erect penis, feeling it's hardness. Her dewy eyes shone in the dim light as they opened in amazement, studying my sheepish expression plastered over my face. She than started to raise herself from the seat all the time looking into my eyes as her face broke into an evocative cat like smile.
She moved her hand under the blanket and started fondling my belt buckle loose, unzipping my pants and than she pushed on my trousers and g-string, forcing them slowly down and over my hard erect cock and warm hairless balls. She than took the shaft of my cock in to the palm of her hand and started rubbing it. Her fingers stopping at the top of my piss hole to rub the oozing pre-cum round its hard velvety head massaging its length with a mix of my pre-cum and her spit that made my balls pull up into themselves from the itchy, tingly feelings that were growing from her touches. Thank god the isle seat was empty. I certainly didn't want anyone who may be walking to the toilet to see her hand moving the blanket. It didn't require much imagination to know what Susan was doing to me.
My mind was lost in desire and wanton need to orgasm but I wasn't sure how to cum my load of spunk without making one hell of a mess over my clothes. She held my cock in her hand after lubricating my shaft and began to slowly pump me with her slender hand by firmly squeezing her fingers into the fold of my knob head as she pulled and slid her closed fist up to the top of my cock and than down the length of its swollen shaft - ever so slowly and forcefully giving me a deep massaging feeling which stiffened and grew my cock into a throbbing needy state of tension which started oozing copious pools of pre-cum that she used in her hand for more massaging lubricant. The need to orgasm was blacking my thoughts out after what seemed an age of slow hand massaging that aroused my imagination of images of her naked breasts. I slid my hand up under her lose blouse to feel off her firm voluptuous breast under her bra. This started her fucking me faster which had me stiffening and arching my back as the feeling of orgasm stirred in my balls. She responded to my squeezing and massaging of her breast by sliding herself up against my chest and moaned into my ear.
Than and there I decided that I wanted more sex with Sue and without any more preamble I made my mind up to organise something daring for us whilst we stopped over for the night in London before carrying on to Moscow. As the throes of my climax started I took hold of her hair in my other hand and pulled her mouth to mine forcing my thick, flat tongue lustfully into her mouth. My desperation for more of her sex enveloped my mind and blocked out everything else that was happening around me. The rising feeling of ejaculation started curdling the inside of my balls, tensioning with pressure readying to erupt themselves in convulsive spurts. One heavy load after another of slippery warm wet cum came out of my piss hole as everything blanked out because of the orgasmic pleasure enveloping me. Each climatic wave of excruciating sensation taunted my body, forcing my waist to rise into the blanket, smearing it's underside with loads of my sperm which started dribbling onto my stomach and groin to form a thickening, sticky wetness.
Susan understood that I couldn't simply stand up and traipse off to the bathroom, knowingly grinning at me as she slowly started rubbing the entire load of my warm cum all around my balls and stomach, pumping my spent cock to get the last of it's cum out than rubbing the after globs deeper between my closed legs into my ass. She sarcastically purred into my ear 'darling, do you think that you'll be able to sleep now'? Passionately sticking her tongue in my mouth and with heavy unabated warm breathing said, 'I'm so fucking turned on now, what I would do to be able to fuck you right now'. 'But you know what! I'm going to wait until we get into London and you better be ready to be fucked and abused like you have never imagined because I'm going to begin by licking all that cum off your balls and cock'. Susan couldn't help herself been so sexually evocative. She loved sex and could keep fucking for hours on end, fighting for one orgasm after another which was the dream I had always wished for as a youngster: to have a sexy woman who craved to be fucked every possible way imaginable. We were about to find out in London what pushing the sexual boundaries would do for our relationship and love for each other.
At about 7pm we were on our way out of the hotel with everyone turning there heads to look at Susan who was dressed provocatively sexy. I had a tight light denim shirt on with a button or two undone which wasn't tucked into a pair of faded light material jeans. A casual jacket made a smart finishing touch. Feeling the tight trousers holding my cock and balls in place with musky, sweet gels and oils lathered over my body made me feel every bit the handsome stud that women always imagined me to be. Susan's clothes signalled sex and she wasn't shy about flaunting her attractive body and sexual desires for everyone to see. I was looking forward to experiencing her lust after loosening her up on a few drinks. Her red skirt was school girlishly short with pleats and a slit up the side that opened when she provocatively spread her legs and cocked her hip whilst waiting on me. Her slender midriff was bare showing off her firm stomach and silver belly stud. My imagination or in fact any man taking in the lines of her slender arched back turned to images of cornering her somewhere to fuck, wondering how she would cope when they forced there cock up into such a slender body, imagining her back arched into a wall as they pumped and thrust into her tight cunt from behind. Her long, slender legs were without stockings and the black laced high-heels of her shoes made her thigh muscles firm and pull taunt every time she bent forward, showing a little of the underside fold of her beautiful firm lily white rounded ass cheeks as her skirt rode higher up the back of her ass. She loved to teas me by showing a little ass in an attempt to get me to do something exciting in public.
I kneaded her nipples through her bra with my fingers which I had pushed up under the loose low cut top whilst we sat together in the back of a black cab on the way to the restaurant. Susan was totally aware that everyone would notice the fabulous lines of her naked collar bones and shoulders that showed above her blouse line. But the night was young still and I had organised for another couple who I had never seen before, to join us for dinner and the rest of the night. After making introductions I took a good look at the other couple who I had never met before. Susan thought that they were friends of mine which was exactly what I wanted her to think. The woman was fairly tall and had a shapely, firm body on her with short blond hair done up in a modern - come and get me - sexy way. Her eyes never diverted and always looked directly into ours, without any hint of embarrassment about looking straight at Sue's breasts or my groin. The man was handsome and sporty looking. I had been worried that he may not have a good body but his body was perfect and I thought to myself that Susan would definitely agree as well. He softly kissed both Susan's cheeks when he introduced himself and was certainly very smooth, lightly brushing her arm at the same time.