Flight 574

The Mile High Club – How I found Love on Flight 574

It was the biggest night of my life. I had never been so excited and a little scared of what the night’s events would bring. I was days away from a long awaited vacation and eager to begin my journey. I arrived at the airport early, my bags weighed, checked and ready to board the plane. I sat in my seat, going over the plan in my head and wishing it would hurry up and take off already.

The captain announced we were ready to depart and a sense of anticipation grew within me. As the plane rose, I got a little more comfortable and looked out the window. I watched as the lights of the city slowly faded away and the stars began to shine through the night sky. It was beautiful and I felt a sense of peace surround me.

I wasn’t alone on this flight, there were a few other passengers and the seat next to me was occupied. As we rose in the sky, I glanced over and I saw the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen. She had long black hair, beautiful brown eyes and a smile that could light up any room. I quickly introduced myself, but she seemed to be a bit shy. Our conversation was short and before I knew it, we were in the clouds and the only sound was the hum of the engine.

We were thousands of feet in the air, and I was starting to get a little bored. I looked at her and noticed she had the same feelings, so I decided to take a chance. I leaned in close and whispered in her ear, “I think it’s time to join the mile high club.” She smiled and I could feel the electricity between us. She nodded her head, and we knew right then and there that we were going to be joining an exclusive club.

We quickly undressed, and our clothes ended up in a pile on the floor. We looked into each other’s eyes, and all my fear and hesitation melted away. She pulled me close and our lips met in a tender kiss. Our tongues intertwined and explored the depths of our mouths. I could feel my heart racing, and my body was on fire.

She grabbed my hand and guided me to the bathroom. We locked the door behind us and I gazed into her eyes. She took my face in her hands and kissed me deeply before pushing me up against the wall. I was in total ecstasy as she ran her hands all over my body, exploring and igniting sensations that I didn’t know existed.

We moved around the tiny bathroom, never taking our eyes off of each other. She bent down and teasingly ran her tongue over my chest. I could feel my cock hardening and I grabbed her ass and pulled her in closer. She moaned as my lips found her neck and I began to slowly suck and lick. She moved her hips and I could feel her pussy rubbing against my thigh.

I moved away and she looked at me with anticipation. I grabbed her hips and lifted her up to straddle me. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I could feel the wetness from her pussy as she ground against me. We moved together in a slow, sensual rhythm that was almost too much to bear. Our breathing became heavy and faster as we moved in sync and our moans echoed against the walls.

The intensity was too much and I could feel the pressure building within me. She grabbed my face and kissed me hard, before whispering in my ear, “I love you.” I felt my body quiver and I moaned as I released into her. We stayed locked in each other’s embrace until the plane touched down.

As we exited the plane, I looked into her eyes and knew that this wasn’t the end, but just the beginning of our story. We got off the plane and walked away hand in hand, the two of us having just found love on Flight 574.