Airplane Fun Ch 01

**Take-off**

Laura wasn't super fond of flying. She braced herself to being stuck for 10 hours next to strangers, without much to do, bored, and without being able to sleep properly. She repeated to herself that this business trip to Paris was worth it. "Get this client, and that promotion is yours", her boss had said. She sighed as she entered the plane and looked for her seat. Her plan was to catch up on some work on her laptop during the flight, and then watch whatever dumb movie the plane had.

Once seated, she put headphones on and was scrolling through her playlists to choose something to listen to during take-off. That's when the passenger that had her neighboring seat showed up. He was an average looking guy, late twenties or early thirties. His clothing style didn't do him any favors. He had a bizarre-looking golden necklace that didn't match at all with the rest of his outfit.

"Hi" He said. Laura returned the greeting, hoping that this would be the last word she would have to exchange with this stranger. Unfortunately, he seemed to have other plans. "I am so excited for this flight; I think I will have a lot of fun. Do you like flying?". He was grinning, bordering on the unsettling.

"Uh... yes, flying is great", Laura replied. "I am sorry, I am not much of a talker, it's nothing personal, but I would prefer a quiet flight".

"Oh, ok. Sorry, I was just so excited. I will let you be for a while", the passenger said. That *for a while* didn't make Laura particularly happy, but she would take it for now. She finally chose some music, and closed her eyes, leaning on the window while the rest of the passengers were entering. Maybe she could get some sleep, she could use it...

A few minutes later, she felt a tap on her shoulder. Frustrated, she turned to her neighbor.

"What?" She asked. The dude better have a good reason to bother her, or this would be a nightmare flight.

"This bit is boring" He said, pointing at the flight attendants doing the safety demonstration, "but I can't have my fun until we are in the air".

"Look man I am sorry you can't play on your iPad or whatever cause you can't use electronics yet, but this is not my problem. You should have bought a book. Now please leave me alone, I don't want to have to cause a scene".

The man cackled at that. "Hahahah, I like you. I had good luck with this seat" *This is getting creepy*, Laura thought, *should I call someone on the crew? *. "I just need to kill some time, how about you give me the most passionate kiss you can?"

A *thud* went through Laura. Did... did that guy just ask her to kiss him? Was he insane? Her first instinctual reaction was to try to slap him. But as soon as her arm started to move, she felt an immense pressure in her chest. *NO*, her body screamed at her. *THIS IS NOT WHAT YOU MUST DO*. Could she scream for help? *NO*. Could she get up and leave? *NO*. In a split second, countless possibilities of what she could, and should, do went through her mind, but she felt a visceral rejection of all of them. *You are being silly*, she heard a distorted version of herself say. *You know what you have to do. * And that other version of herself was right. It was inevitable. She didn't want to do it, in fact, she hated the idea of it. But that didn't matter.

Laura threw herself at the man. "How are you doi..." She couldn't finish the sentence before they locked lips. Their tongues met, swirling around. She was giving it her all. Not even with her last boyfriend, deep in the honeymoon phase of their relationship, had she poured all of her soul into a kiss. Laura felt the man's hands go all over her body. He fondled her head, her hair. Her hips. Then he moved to grope her breasts. He had no regards for her, he just took them, as if they belonged to him. Laura tried to move her body away. And she was surprised to discover that she could... for a few seconds. Then her distorted self came back. *What sort of passionate kiss is this that you are running away from him? Come on, we both know you can do better*.

And she was right. Without breaking the kiss, which was unthinkable to do, she unbuckled her seat belt, and sat directly on top of the man. Pressing her full body to hers, letting him touch as much as he wanted. The man moved one of his hands to her ass, while the other went under her shirt, under her bra, and started playing with her nipple. She could feel the man's erection under her. She hated every stroke the man gave her, the taste of his mouth. She wanted to puke, but her body refused her. Part of her subconscious was thinking how to increase the passion. The answer was obvious, she started moaning of pleasure. A pleasure that she didn't feel at all.

After a couple of minutes, Laura found that she could think a bit more clearly. Her body had settled into auto pilot, focusing on giving the man the kiss of a lifetime. She could still feel every disgusting piece of it, but her mind could wander. *What is this nightmare. How is he doing this. Why am I doing this. Why is no one stopping us. HELP!*. But no help came. Laura felt the plane finally taking off, while continuing the kiss. It was then when she heard the *ding* indicating that passengers could remove their seatbelts. The man broke the kiss. Laura realized that she would have never, ever broken the kiss first. The thought terrified her.

"Wow, that was pretty good. Time really flew!" A pun. The dude was making puns while Laura was still on top of him, confused and dazzled, barely catching her breath.

"Please... get away from me... you... you are a monster" Laura was too afraid to try to run away, even though she felt how she had regained her full body.

"Aww... but we are just getting started" The man said, as he brushed a tear from her face. "But sadly, you have already had too much of me, and it's not fair for the rest of the girls on this plane. Get back on your seat". Laura leapt out of the man and moved to the seat on his side. "Now, I am going to the front of the plane, I need to remake some seating arrangements"

"What... what have you done to me? How are you doing this? What do you want?" Laura asked him. Then, she armed herself with valor, and screamed. "HELP! THIS MAN HERE CAN CONTROL PEOPLE! PLEASE SOMEONE DO SOMETHING"

The man just laughed. "Look, backstories are boring. I am just here to release some steam. You have been very good to me, so you deserve a reward. See this screen here?" The man pointed at the screen in front of Laura's seat. It showed its default setting, a boring countdown until expected landing, currently marking *10h 03m 27s* remaining. "You will stay here, watching the clock count down. When it hits 10h, you will have the greatest orgasm of your life. After that, every 15 minutes, you will have an even better one. You can get up to go to the restroom and eat, but you must do it in those 15 minutes. Have a nice flight! I may come back later". And with that, the man stood up and left towards the front of the plane.

Laura was astonished, but she stayed seated, looking at the clock. *3 minutes remaining... 2 minutes... 1 minute... 20 seconds...*, it was coming. She was resigned to this torture. She didn't have much time to reflect when the timer hit 10h. And she felt immense pleasure going all around her. She had intended to keep quiet, but it was impossible, a loud moan escaping her mouth. This was heaven. After a few moments, she regained composure. 14 minutes left until the next one. As much as Laura was terrified, she had to admit it to herself. She couldn't wait.