I got a desperate urge to see more, so I took her hand that was holding the blanket and moved it up to her left hip and hooked her fingers under the thin strip of lace on that side of her briefs, then took the band the was on her right hip in my hand and started to pull her briefs down. Again, amazingly, she didn’t hesitate and lifted up a bit and helped me pull them down to just above her knees. This was too easy; I kept pulling them past her knees, deciding I wanted a souvenir. Sena put up the first real resistance when I pulled her panties over her knees and down to her feet.
“Relax; it is going to feel really sexy and erotic without them on.” I breathed in her ear.
She gave up reluctantly and lifted each foot to let me take them off. I placed her panties down between my legs, and then returned to stroking her legs and running my fingers up around her mound. Looking into her eyes, I could see she was still really terrified.
I felt the plane move forward and knew we were that much closer to the runway. I only had one hand to work with still; as Sena still had a very firm grip on my left hand which she was holding against her stomach. The next time I dragged my fingers up her legs I moved them up through her slit around her clit, close but not touching it and tried to lift her hand away from mine.
But she was having none of it, she just gripped it tighter. So I returned down, cupped her mound and slid my fingers in between her lips. It was like playing a flute, every finger had a part to play, I sorted out all the most sensitive spots and moved her juices around so every finger was picking up juice from her vaginal opening and spreading it over the lips, clit and down onto her butt hole.
Sena’s legs spread as wide as the armrests would allow, she was becoming aroused. I re-arranged my fingers so that two of them were pushing against her opening, while the others were still working each side of her clit and opening her up like a flower, so I could watch what was happening. She was moving her hips slightly now, the movements were an attempt to get my fingers up inside her, but I kept them just at the entrance and didn’t let them slip in more the a few millimetres.
The plane moved forward again – another plane taken off.
This time she didn’t give a startled jerk, but I think she realised that time was running out, as she let go of the blanket moved her hand between her legs and tried to push my fingers into herself. I let them slip in a small amount and then held them there, bending the tips up onto the roof of her vagina and continued to work on her clit with my thumb and first finger.
She was definitely working at getting herself of now, so I helped out by moving my left hand down to her mound and rolling it over so that her own fingers on the hand still gripping mine, rested up against her clitoris. I then indicated that she should work at it herself. She pulled her fingers away, looked at me and mouthed “No,” so I mouthed back “Yes,” pulled my fingers out of her and with my left hand rolled hers back against her clit again. As she touched it I pushed my fingers in again, but again she tried to move them away, so I pulled my fingers all the way out of her this time.
Sena, finally started to work out that I really wanted to see her play with herself, and she tentatively put her fingers back on her clit, to which I slipped two fingers back into her and as deep as I could get them this time. She arched her back and tried to slip down the seat a little more, so I eased the seat belt open giving her some freedom.
The plane now swung around in an arc, and I knew they were lining up ready for the take-off. The sound of the engines increased and I felt the brakes release.
I upped the tempo, thrusting two fingers firmly as deep as I could get them and started sliding a third finger through her juices, in anticipation of trying to insert that as well. Sena was now working hard at getting herself of; her fingers were moving erratically over her clit or down to feel my own fingers slipping into her. Watching this had me almost coming, my prick was jerking and hurting it was so hard. With my left hand now free, I moved it up and massage her breasts, through the material of her dress. While I slipped the third finger in and pushed into her hard with little jerks to try and get the three fingers in deeper still. She was so close, I leaned in and licked and nibbled at her ear. I don’t know if that tipped her over the edge but she came hard. Thank god the engines were roaring, as she let out a long moan of ecstasy and I could hear it even though she had her mouth closed tight.
Sena’s legs had closed around my hand, so I couldn’t have pulled my fingers out even if I had wanted to. She did pull the blanket up and covered herself and coyly hid her face in my neck as she slowly came down from her orgasm. The she whispered in my ear that she wanted to go to the toilet.
I looked around; we were still all alone, although I could hear the hostesses moving about in the rear galley, as we were climbing away from the runway now. I noted that the seat belt lights were still on.
“We can’t get up yet, the seatbelt lights are on. Can you hold on for a few minutes?”
“Yes! But shift your hand out gently, I need to button my dress up.” said Sena.
“I’ll have to come with you, I need relief; look what you have done to me.” I said, pulling her hand into my lap and placing it on my very hard cock.
As Sena started buttoning up her dress, I lifted the blanket onto both our laps, but held it up a few inches to give her some privacy. Just as well, as one of the hostesses strode off down the cabin and looked in at us as she passed. Within seconds the other hostess also took off to the front of the aircraft. I saw our opportunity to move, even though the seatbelts were still lit up.
“Come on, there is no one back here now let’s go.”
“I haven’t got all my buttons done up yet.”
“Doesn’t matter, if we move quick there is no one to see us. Come on.” I said.
As I had stood up, I noticed Sena’s panties were on my seat; I grabbed these and slipped them into my pocket, then held her arm and helped her get out into the isle.
We clumsily manoeuvred ourselves out between the seats and the two or three steps across the aisle, with Sena clutching the bottom half of her dress closed. I opened one of the toilets and guided Sena in, then followed her in as well. She balked a bit at this and said I should use the one opposite. But I was having none of that and squeezed in then shut the door. There wasn’t a lot of room, but there was more than I had expected. I could see that Sena was reluctant to go to the toilet in front of me, so I reached around her and lifted her dress up past her waist, then pushed her down onto the toilet seat. Then I released my uncomfortably hard prick from my trousers and gave it a few strokes to relieve the pressure.
Amazingly, Sena leaned forward pushed my hands out of the way and took me in her mouth.
“What a beautiful big cock…” Sena declared softly, peering around the side of it.
I heard her pee hitting the toilet base and bent down; spread her legs so I could watch and stood there in ecstasy as she worked on giving me some relief. Problem was, I was not going to last more than seconds if she kept this up and I now really wanted to fuck her. I suddenly realised that my dream of joining the mile high club, was for the first time in my life, a distinct possibility.
Her pee slowed down and then there were just a couple of drips, so I lifted her under her arms and stood her up against the hand basin. Reaching down with my left hand I held her under her knee and lifted her leg up onto the toilet seat. Then bending my knees, I used the same hand to rub the head of my cock up and down her slit.
I don’t know why but I expected some resistance. But there was none, Sena was into this as much as I was now. She lifted up on her toes and moved forward until her mound was against my stomach; then reached around behind herself, between her legs and pulled me into her. I leaned back and undid all the buttons she had just re-done. But kept going until I had her Bra exposed and this I lifted up above her breasts and bent to work on her nipples with my lips.
“Oh yes, I like that, the other one too.” she exclaimed.
I leaned back and took in the view. This I had to burn into my memory, it was unlikely to ever happen again. Sena was a very attractive lady, she had her eyes clenched firmly shut and was now thrusting her hips against me. I had to clench my butt cheeks together and think of non-sexual activities to stop from coming, I really wanted this to last. I had to close my eyes, as looking at her working at getting another orgasm, was going to bring me off just as quickly as fucking her. I gripped her butt hard to stop her movements, and quietly whispered in her ear, for her to give me a minute. Slowly the urge to cum subsided.
I opened my eyes again, to see that she was now watching me.
“You are very beautiful and I feel like the luckiest guy in the world.”
Still looking into my eyes, she replied “You are very beautiful as well.”
Not sure if I was OK about being called beautiful, but you had to forgive her when she used that sexy Latin accent.
I started moving into her again, then eased her leg to one side and lowered the toilet seat. Reached up and removed her dress from her shoulders, sort of folded it up and dropped it over the toilet. What the hell! I undid her bra and placed that on top of her dress. She was now totally nude apart from her shoes, and offered no resistance, just started moving her hips in to meet my thrusts. Sena was no longer seated on the basin; she had lifted herself off by clasping her hands behind my neck. One hand I slipped behind her arse and used it to pull her against me, the other I massaged her breasts and pulled on her nipples. They were hard and very dark against the light olive complexion of her breasts.
In no time I was ready to come again.
“Shit hold still, I don’t want to come yet.”
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