The Flight Home

On the flight down to Wellington, you start thinking about what we are going to do when we see each other again, the new stockings are really showing off your great legs and with the shoes and short tight skirt, you knew each time you sat down, it left little to the imagination of anyone who was looking in your direction. Some guy was constantly looking at your legs, so as your flight was called, you deliberately lets your legs open enough as you stood up to allow him clearly to see right up to your very smooth recently waxed love hole, you could clearly see this turned him on, but he was not on your flight, he would just have something nice to think about. All the way to Wellington you were thinking about what I wanted to do to you, the emails of you being in the car park, the back of the ute, masterbating in the car as I drove to Stapleton, me stopping and going down on you, mmmmmm, the balcony once we got there!

Once at the airport, you knew you only had 30 minutes between flights, but you just had to come, you went into the toilets as soon as you got off the plane, it was one of those were you lock the outside door and you can have private access to the sink and mirror. Lifting your skirt above your waist, you could see your smooth cunt in the mirror, you lifted one foot and placed it onto a pipe running close to the sink and let your fingers move onto your Clit, fuckin hell how wet was you, your juices were all around your lips and even started to run to your arze, but it was your clut that needed the attention, she was slightly bloated, wanting to be rubbed, which you did without hesitation, first slowly, then getting faster and harder, although you like to be gentle, this time it had to be rough, you wanted to be fucked there and then, harder and faster you worked her, then the sensations started, flowing from your stomach to the inside of your throbbing c@^t and you let it all go, a great O, then you heard it, a final call,” Ms Jacky Smith you plane is waiting”, you quickly had to pull your skirt down, left the toilet and ran to the gate, your hot qwim was still running with hot fluid, and your inner thighs were completely wet. As you had run to the gate, getting hot and sweaty as you had almost missed your flight, you stopped to give your boarding card to the check in lady ,then you became aware of the sweet smell your pussy was now making. As you got on the plane and walked to your seat, you thought about what you had just been doing in the toilets, you got to your row and as you had a window seat, gestured to the guy in the aisle seat, that yours was the window seat, it was good to have a spare seat between you, more room!, rather than get out of his row, he just pulled back and swung his legs around so you had to squeeze past, you thought, fucking perv, so I will show him!, rather than face forward, you decided to get past him while facing him, so putting your hands on the back of his seat, pushed one leg past his and as you started to slide towards the window, your body naturally moved close to his face, you took your time, letting him not only see the tops of your thighs as your skirt had moved up, both from the run to the gate and by your action of spreading your legs to get past him, but he also got a glimpse of your inner legs, but he could only imagine what was just out of view. Your pantyhose were clearly wet at the top of your inner thighs and you knew he could also smell your sweet juices, as you swung round into your seat, you looked down, saw your stocking tops and exposed inner legs, looked at him and neatly pulled down your skirt. You knew he wanted to Fuck you, you could see the bulge in his pants which he was trying to hide, but not very well, he tried to talk, but you were not interested. As soon as the plane took off, he got out of his seat, went to the bathroom, you knew what he was going to do!, he was only a few meters away, just behind a door, he was now doing what you had been doing only a few minutes ago, the difference this time, he was probably fantasying about fucking you, probably there in the airplane toilets or maybe it was a finger Fuck he was going to give you there in the seats, you had a quick look around, saw no one could see, so put your hand inside your skirt and pushed two fingers inside your extremely wet love hole to see what it would feel like, it felt good, so putting the tray table down, and covering your lap with the in flight magazine, you continued to finger fuck yourself, you knew you would not come, but it did feel good! You were thinking about Nigel putting his fingers inside you, knowing he would be doing that in less than 1 hour, and as you looked up, the guy was getting back into his seat, he had seen what you were doing, so just to really be a tease, as you pulled your fingers out you moved them towards your mouth, slowly licking the juice off your fingers, one by one while watching his reactions, he just could not take his eyes off you, so putting your fingers inside you again, you pulled them out and let the stranger suck them this time. Then the announcement came over the radio, the plane was starting its decent and tray tables were to be put away.

You put the magazine back in its holder and as you put up the tray, your skirt was still right up to your waist and your legs were apart, you let the guy have a good look at your smooth cunt, inner thighs, sexy pantyhose and wet spot on the seat, you stroked her one last time and pulled your skirt down.

Sitting there still panting, it would only be 10 minutes before I was in Chch and Nigel would be the one looking and playing with me!

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