1. Flying High


    Date: 8/22/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: rainmaker78, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    and slowly, painfully slowly, unzipped my pants and wrapped her hand around my cock. I could fell her moan more than hear it, and while it was apparent a proper blowjob was out of the question, she simply couldn't resist leaning over and taking me in her mouth for a quick taste. Perhaps it was the circumstances - a beautiful new lover touching me for the first time - or the excitement of having sex in such a public way, but it took no time at all for me to cum. Lisa barely had time to wrap the end of the blanket around her hand and my cock when my cock pulsed and I let loose a healthy dose of cum. It was unbelievable. For the first time, we kissed, and it was a kiss like no other. Our lips barely touched, but our eyes looked deep into each others' souls and we connected like few lovers ever do. Before we even knew we were on the ground, the flight started to empty and it was everything we could do just to collect our things and scramble off the airplane. My layover was exceptionally short, and I had precious little time to get to the international terminal. We couldn't let go of each other, taking advantage of each available moment to touch each other, to kiss, to ...
    smile. We shared phone numbers, emails and promises, but there wasn't time for much else. As she disappeared into a restroom, her eyes locked onto mine until the very last moment, I knew that was very possibly the last time I might ever see her. I was heartbroken. Then I ran. Through the "C" concourse, looking desperately for the fastest way to the "F" or International Terminal. Incredibly, I found a shuttle that ran strictly between the two, waited in line for just a few minutes, and arrived at my gate with a little time to spare. I discovered, very gratefully, that I had been upgraded to First Class. As I settled into my seat and took a drink from a freshly served bourbon on the rocks, I pulled out Lisa's email and phone number, staring at them, thinking back to my last flight and that once-in-a-lifetime experience with a once-in-a-lifetime lover. I knew then I was going to spend a great portion of this flight writing to her, asking every question I could think of and telling her as much as seemed reasonable about me. I was lost in thought when a hand touched my arm. "Put that way. You won't need it for a few hours yet." And there she was, seated right next to me...
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