Sky High Seduction

It was a rainy September evening in the business class lounge at London Heathrow airport. I was travelling to Vancouver for 2 weeks to visit my boyfriend, Sean, who was spending 3 months in British Columbia for work.

The one and only perk of having a boyfriend who travelled a lot for work, meant that I got to go on all expenses paid trips around the world, and fly business class to top it off. The main drawback of course was the time spent apart. Sean had already been there a month by this point, and my god did I miss him.

To put it bluntly, Sean and I had the most amazing sex life. We met just one year ago when I was 22 and he was 26. Prior to meeting Sean, I had only slept with one other man in my life. I'd lost my virginity at 18 to a boy named Harry during my first week at university. It had been a drunken and disappointing experience to put it midly, and I had all but sworn off having sex again. Until I met Sean that is.

In my four years of celibacy, I had perfected the art of making myself cum down to a fine art. But with Sean it was different. It was as though he knew my body inside out from the very first time. He knew exactly how much it turned me on when he licked and kissed my neck. He knew just how wet it made me when he gently nibbled on my perky nipples. And he completely got how it made me quiver as he slowly worked his way down my supple body with his tongue, before slowly enveloping my dripping pussy in his wet mouth, and working my clit with his expert tongue until I was shaking with pleasure. So yeah, of course I missed other things about Sean, but I suppose you could say the sex was the main part.

It wasnt just the physical aspect with him either. We spoke about sex in a way I had never spoken about it with anyone before. With Sean I could disclose all of my deepest, darkest desires without the worry of being judged by him. One of the fantasies we talked about was my desire to be with another woman.

The thought of spreading a woman's legs and lapping up her sweet, silky pussy juices was one of my favourite fantasies to discuss. Sean loved hearing me talk about the way I would lick and probe this imaginary woman's dripping snatch with my tounge, until I made her squirt her cum all over my face. Sadly for me, this had all been a fanstasy up until now.

Sean discussed his deepest desires with me as well. Most of his fantasies seemed to be based around watching me engage in sexual acts with another person. We had talked about the possibility of going to a sex club so he could watch be being fucked by multiple men at the same time. Again, due to the distance this had been our own secret little game up to now.

Thinking of mine and Sean's naughty fantasies, I felt a familiair tingle in the bundle of nerved between my pussy lips. The terminal was swelteringly hot for such a miserable day, the airport staff must have turned up the heating to compensate for the weather outside, and since there were no open windows it made for an extremely stuffy atmosphere.

I'd worn my comfiest travel clothes for the long journey, light Grey leggings, a baggy hoodie, and my converse. This outfit may have been comfy, but it was very warm. Underneath my hoodie I was wearing a small, cropped white vest top, which just so happened to be rather revealing, a factor which, due to the weather, I hadn't really considered when dressing myself that morning. Feeling myself getting flushed with the heat, I was left with no option other than to remove some layers.

Pulling my hoodie off over my head, I felt instant relief as I felt the air on my the smooth skin of my arms and chest. In the interests of comfort, I had forgone putting on a bra that morning, meaning that my modest but perky breasts were now much more visible to my fellow passengers.

The switch from being sweltering hot in my hoodie to feeling the cool air on my skin was doing something to my nipples. Looking down at my cleavage, I noticed my small, pink, nipples hardening and becoming all the more visible through my white vest. At this point I began to notice some of the other passengers in the business class lounge looking on at me with barely veiled contempt.

I noticed my now revealed body, and especially my increasingly erect nipples were garnering quite a bit of attention from my fellow passengers. A handsome, well built man sat opposite me with his 2 young children and his wife, and he could hardly take his eyes off my tits. Not that I'm much of an exhibitionist, but seeing how much he clearly wanted me was seriously turning me on.

With my horniness taking over, I decided to play with him a little bit. I stretched out my arms and started to tie my long, golden blonde hair up into a ponytail, making sure I pushed my chest out in the process, stretching the thin white cotton of my crop top with my tits and nipples on full display to him. I then discreetly caressed my hand over my breasts, making sure to pay particular attention to my nipples.

I could see a bulge gradually growing in his trousers, his face was turning red as he tried to cover it up. I wanted to see how far I could take this before it was too much for him. Amazing even myself, I pinched my nipples through my white cotton crop top, and licked my lips making them glisten with my saliva, all while looking at him dead in the eyes.

This appeared to have done the trick, his bulge was huge by this point and his cock was obviously rock hard. The man made some muttered something to his wife and excused himself to the toilets. I was getting such a thrill out of imaging him in the toilet stall stroking his huge cock and making himself cum while picturing me playing with my nipples in public, all for him.

I think even on a normal day this would have gotten me pretty tuned on, but after a month of no sex whatsoever, it was driving me crazy. I could feel my panties getting wetter and wetter by the minute, and it felt as though my clit was throbbing, just aching to be touched.

I opened my legs just slightly to look down at my crotch, and sure enough, my light grey leggings had a small darker patch right where my moist slit was. Naturally, I was mortified. I looked up and around me to see if anyone else had seen, and made eye contact with a stunning brunette woman sitting opposite me, a few seats down from where the man and his family had been.

She had chocolate brown hair to just below her shoulders, had a beautiful caramel skin tone, full lips and big brown eyes. By the looks of it she was a bit older than me, at a guess I would have said about 35. She had this knowing smirk on her face which told me that she had absolutely seen everything go on, from me teasing the stranger to the ever growing wet patch in my crotch.

I panicked as I could feel my face turning redder and redder with embarrassment, not knowing what to do, I stood up to walk off to the toilets. At that exact moment, an announcement sounded "Good evening ladies and gentlemen, we would like to ask passengers seated in our business class area to commence boarding. Please present at the gate with your boarding pass and passport." Phew! A rush of relief flooded me as I power walked to the front of the gate and managed to be the first in line to board.

I filed onto the plane with the other passengers following, the redness in my face finally subsiding after getting away from the gorgeous brunette. I couldn't believe myself for being so naughty in public. Checking my boarding pass against the number on the overhead storage, I sat myself down in my beautifully comfy business class seat. The seats on this particular plane were the kind that are 2 seats facing each other, with a partition in between for privacy.

Just as I was settling in and putting my book and phone into the storage pocket, I heard a seductive and husky voice, "well, it looks like we're neighbours for the next 9 hours". I looked up and to my horror it was the stunning brunette from the gate.

"Oh, er, h-hello!" I said nervously, struggling to maintain eye contact with her.

"It's nice to be on this lovely air conditioned plane isn't it, the terminal was awfully warm," she said with a knowing smile. "My name's Sylvia by the way."

"O-oh, yes it was warm..." I stuttered, the redness coming back into my cheeks. "I'm Jade, it's nice to meet you Sylvia".

Sylvia sat down in her seat opposite mine, and began to settle in. I had the window seat with slightly more privacy than she did, as her cubicle was open to the aisle. However there was a thick curtain surrounding each set of 2 seats which could be drawn for further privacy.

Sylvia and I sat in silence for the next 30 minutes while the cabin crew did their many checks and the plane finally took off with a great shuddering force. I could feel my seat shaking and knew for certain that my pussy juice was leaking into my leggings more and more.

I knew I needed to sort this out, so I got up to go to the toilet. As I walked past Sylvia, I could feel her eyes roaming all over my slender body, and lingering on the now quite visible wet patch between my legs. I hurried into the toilet and pulled down my leggings and knickers. Sure enough, my panties were covered in my sweet clear juices, and now my pants were down the juices began to trickle down my leg.

Looking in the mirror at myself, I felt so dirty and horny, I couldn't resist slipping a finger between my soft pussy lips. I let out a small gasp at the feel of my cool fingers between my hot, wet, smooth lips. My pussy was completely bare thanks to regular Hollywood waxing sessions, which was just the way I liked it.

I started working my middle finger in circles around my clit, and the pussy juices just kept pouring. I couldn't help but picture how the guy at the airport's dick had gotten so hard for the little show I gave him. I imagined him stroking it and making himself cum all over my beautiful body.

To my surprise, Sylvia popped into my mind. She was taller than me at about 5 foot 7, while I stood a mere 5 foot 4 inches, and she had a lovely slim waist giving her the perfect hourglass figure. Sylvia had very large breasts from what I could see, I pictured shoving my face in her cleavage and gliding my tongue all over her pointy nipples, and giving them a little tweak.

Looking in the mirror at my self, I couldn't help but think what a naughty girl I was for fingering myself a few meters away from the woman I was thinking about. I grabbed my left tit with my left hand and massaged and squeezed my nipples. I kept working my clit with my right had, slipping one finger into my dripping wet hole every now and again. My breathing was getting faster and faster, I could feel the orgasm building up quickly.

"You filthy girl, Jade," I said to myself, "look at you fucking yourself with your fingers in a toilet cubicle". The thought of Sylvia and every one else just on the other side of the thin door was turning me on even more.

"Oh-h y-yes, oh god...." I was going to cum any minute now, my toes were tingling and my pussy walls were beginning to contract and pulsate around my fingers.

*Knock knock*

"Excuse me madam, would you mind returning to your seat as the pilot has switched on the fasten seatbelts sign."

I nearly jumped out of my skin. Infuriated at the fact my orgasm was now clearly gone. I managed to stammer "Erm yes of course, one moment!"

I washed my hands and pulled my clothes back on, and managed to stumble back to my seat, my legs felt like jelly and I couldn't make out if it was due to the turbulence or what I'd just been up to in the bathroom.

Sitting back down opposite Sylvia, and clearly flushed in the face, she gave me another one of those incredibly sexy knowing smiles, as though she knew exactly what I'd just been up to in there.

"That was quite the show you put on back at the airport, Jade." she purred.

"Erm, excuse me? I'm not sure I know what you mean." I said in shock. I couldn't actually believe she was bringing it up!

"Oh come on, you know I saw it all," Syliva chuckled. "Especially your sodden crotch, so we may as well stop beating around the bush, so to speak. So... you're a naughty little girl aren't you?"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, the confidence of this woman to call me out on what had happened was doing more to moisten my panties again, especially after what I'd just been up to in the bathroom. I felt my pussy lips twitch as she spoke, in memory of the orgasm that almost was, and the thoughts that had gotten me so hot in the first place.

"Erm, y-yes I suppose I am." I responded as seductively as I could muster given how nervous I was.

At that moment, a petite blonde member of the cabin crew, with her hair in a tight bun, arrived at our seats with the beverage trolley.

"2 glasses of Moët & Chandon please." Sylvia commanded. The air hostess set down the glasses on each of our tables and moved on with her trolley.

Sylvia, champagne glass in hand, leaned over the partition between our seats, and ran her other hand from my calf all the way up my leg, past my knee, and rested it on my inner thigh. Her touch sent shivers from the top of my head all the way down my spine, it made my asshole twitch and my pussy felt like it was pulsating. The thrill of what appeared to be happening was too much.

Sylvia leaned closer to me, and whispered into my ear in a soft voice "Cheers, darling." and clinked her champagne glass lightly with mine.

She seemed to like the fact that I was struck dumb by the whole thing, and had that incredibly sexy smile on her face. Next thing I knew, Sylvia was standing up and drawing the curtain around our little seating area. As it was an overnight flight, the lights had been turned off by this point so I didn't think it looked too suspicious. This woman so beautiful it took my breath away. She must have been on a business trip herself, as she was dressed smartly in a crisp white buttoned shirt, and a skin tight pencil skirt.

Sylvia sat back down in her seat and winked at me.

"We might want a bit more privacy for this next few hours, I think." Sylvia said. "Tell me, do you often travel in business class?"

"Not often, I'm visiting my boyfriend in Vancouver and this is just one of the perks of his job."

"Oh really, it must be difficult being in a long distance relationship, no?"

"Yes it can be," I pondered. "If I'm being honest the main thing I miss is the sex."

"Ahh yes of course," Sylvia replied. "That must be what your little show earlier was about was it? All that pent up sexual energy?"

"That may have had something to do with it. Can I tell you a secret?" I said, feeling a little more comfident due to the glass of champagne I was now draining.

"Ooh do go on, I love secrets!" Sylvia giggled.

"Before, when I was in the bathroom, I was trying to relieve some of that 'pent up energy' you mentioned." I said sheepishly.

"Oh my goodness, Jade! You really are a naughty little girl aren't you?" Sylvia exclaimed. "Well I'll tell you a secret since you told me one. My pussy is dripping wet at the thought of you fingering your moist little snatch in the bathroom."

I spluttered on the last of my champagne at this, but tried to regain my composure.

Sylvia leaned forward across the partition between our seats, and gently stroked the side of my face, tucking a strand of my long golden hair behind one ear. She caressed my plump lips with her thumb, and gently pulled on my bottom lip. Sylvia came even closer, and I leaned to meet her. Our lips touched gently, and she pulled me in for a passionate kiss. I felt Sylvia's warm, wet tongue exploring my mouth, and couldn't help the moan which escaped me.

Sylvia came around to my side of the seats, and stood before me. I inched forwards in my seat so that I was near enough eye-level with Sylvia's crotch. I couldn't believe that my wildest erotic dream seemed to be coming true, and decided to throw caution to the wind. I reached out my hand to caress her legs from her smooth and supple calves, up to her thighs.

"Mmm," Sylvia moaned. "I want you to touch me, Jade.

My hand worked higher and I felt something warm and wet at the top of her thigh, going up even higher it came to my attention that Sylvia had not been wearing any panties. I could feel her snatch in all its glory, smooth, shaven pussy lips, with a neat little mound of hair atop it. Her pussy was already dripping wet. I slid one of my fingers between her moist folds,

"Ohhhhh... yes darling" Sylvia moaned, tipping back her head. I worked my finger in circular motions around her clit, just like I had done to myself so many times before, getting faster and faster as her breathing became heavier.

"Yes Jade, don't stop."

I didn't, I pushed one finger inside Sylvia's wet hole, she gasped. Her pussy was tighter than I had expected, but I pushed another finger in all the same.

"Ughhhh.. more, more!"

I pushed another finger in until I had 3 fingers inside Sylvia's dripping snatch, I could feel her pussy walls pulsating with her approaching orgasm.

Sylvia had stripped off her shirt now, and her humongous breasts were swaying just above my head. I reached up and massaged her gigantic bosom. Her nipples were glorious, a beautiful dark brown colour and perfectly erect. I took one of her nipples and rolled it between my fingers.

I knew Sylvia was getting close to an orgasm.

"Ohhhhh... yes.. faster darling," she breathed. "Don't you dare stop you filthy little girl, I want you to make me cum all over your pretty little face".

I fucked Sylvia's pussy with my fingers harder and faster than I've ever fucked my self.

"Oh my god, y-yesss, I'm going to cum. O oh.. fuck, I'm cumming!"

And with that, an explosion of warm liquid poured out of Sylvia's pussy, all over my hands. She grabbed the back of my head and shoved my face deep into her pussy folds, and I lapped up her juices like sweet nectar.

With ragged breaths, Sylvia proceed to get down on her knees in front of me, and spread my legs. She pressed the button on my chair to recline it so I was laying back with my legs wide open in front of her. Sylvia pressed her face into the wet patch on my leggings and inhaled deeply.

"Mmm," she breathed. "You smell divine."

Sylvia started to pull down my leggings and underwear, revealing my soaking wet pussy.

"I love a bald pussy." Sylvia purred, and leaned further forward. She started by slowly inching her tongue into my wet folds, and gently licking at my engorged clit. I couldn't believe the pleasure I was feeling. Sylvia continued to lick at my clit, getting faster and faster. I could feel the juices pouring from me and Sylvia lapped it up like it was honey.

My breathing was becoming heavier and faster as I rapidly approached my orgasm. The thrill of potentially being caught in the act by another passenger or one of the cabin crew was making the pleasurable feeling so much more intense.

"Yes Sylvia, please make me cum, I want to cum for you." I moaned.

All of a sudden, Sylvia stopped what she was doing and looked up at me.

"I've got a little surprise for you, darling." she purred.

Syliva reached over to her bag on her side of the partition and fumbled around for something within it. Next thing, she pulled out a very big and very realistic dildo. At the prospect of my tight pussy being filled with this monster of a cock, I became feral.

"Oh my god, I need that inside me now."

"Well that is exactly where it is going." Sylvia chuckled.

Sylvia brought the dildo towards my snatch, and gently probed at my entrance with it. The dildo was around 9 inches long, and extremely wide, much bigger than Sean's cock and bigger than I had ever had before.

"Fuck me," I moaned. "Hard."

Sylvia pushed the dildo further into me and I could feel my pussy walls stretching to accommodate the huge girth of it. Oh my goodness it felt so good. She began moving the cock in and out of me, until the full length of it was buried deep within my wet hole.