My wife grew up a cradle catholic. As you can imagine, there is a tremendous amount of guilt around sex, especially anything out of what is considered “normal”. Over the first couple of years, through many attempts, experimenting and trust gained, my wife has gotten more adventurous.
At this point, we were in our late twenties and married for a few years. No children. My wife is brunette with brown eyes and just past should length hair. About 5’6” 125lbs. She has a beautiful athletic body from growing up playing sports and being a competitive high school cheerleader. She was also on the dance team in college. Her tits are 36D and fabulous. I loved her cheerleading built ass. I am 5’11” and 170lbs with sandy brown hair and blue eyes. I stay fit by running, lifting weights and hiking/snowshoeing.
My wife and I had just been at home in the Midwest visiting our relatives and were on our way back to New England. We always have a hard time keeping our hands off each other. However, being back in the “cradle catholic” environment, we had to watch ourselves more closely as it brought out her guilt feelings. That being said…we found a few opportunities to “be naughty”, as she described it. Of course, I was the naughty one…she was just the good little catholic girl.
The minute we got back on the airplane on the first leg of our trip, I was horny as all get out. To compound my horniness, my wife was wearing a yellow flower-print sundress which really accentuated her nice tits. I could see her nipple staring at me which left me in a constant semi-erect posture. All I could think about was bending her over in that sundress, ripping her panties down and fucking her. Sundresses were always easy access and immediately take my mind to the “naughty place”.
During the first longer flight, I began teasing her by running my hand up her leg to the outline of her panties. She kept grabbing my hand and saying, “Honey…you have to stop and wait until we get home.” I was in no state to wait that long and needed relief. I wanted her so bad. That sundress drove me wild…I love sundress season!
We managed to make it to Philadelphia. Our second plane was on time. This flight was always variable as it was a smaller plane going to a smaller airport. We had booked the flight late so ended up with the seats in the back of the plane. We got on the plane and got to our seats. They were very untraditional…like the seats in the back of the bus. Nothing behind us but the wing of the plane. We were in a row of four seats right next to one another with no one around us and no seats in front of us. We had a view of the whole plane. The plane was only three-quarters full but these were the only two seats together.
Everyone was in front of us. Before we took off, I realized, no one could see us… we could only see them. We took off uneventfully. A few minutes into the flight, some turbulence popped up. The flight attendant announced that she would not be serving drinks due to turbulence. This flight was late at night so she stayed in front and turned the lights down.
Maintaining my semi-erect posture…I renewed my energy to tease my wife… now no one could see. As a twenty-something-year-old, I was horny and relentless. The key to getting what I wanted was to make her so horny that she could not resist the urge to fuck me… I reached my right hand across and began to tease her left nipple. I did not need much encouragement to become fully erect. I was wearing loose shorts so my hard seven-inch cock was quite obvious. I felt pretty comfortable that I could accomplish my mission in the dark with no one moving about…
I continued my ministrations to her chest…making both of her nipples rock hard. I began to kiss her deeply and she devoured my tongue. She was squirming in her seat. I could tell her pussy was tingling and wetness was growing. I could smell the musk from her wet sex. I placed my right hand on her knee and moved my hand up her skirt to her white panties and felt her sopping wet pussy. She gave me the obligatory “You’re so naughty,” which meant…she was absolved of whatever happened next…it was my naughtiness, not hers. No guilt. This only encouraged me further.
At this point, I pushed the small strip of her panties aside and began to tease her engorged clit. She rolled her head back and moaned softly. No one could hear her over the propeller noise. She began to suck my tongue and moaned into my mouth. Her left hand was rubbing my hard cock. I plunged my middle and ring finger into her wet pussy. She intermittently opened her eyes to see if anyone was looking and then closed them again to moan. Between the thrill of possibly getting caught and my stimulation, she was going wild.
I increased the pace of my fingering using the tips of my middle/ring finger to stimulate her G-spot with my thumb circling her clit. She clamped down on my fingers and came hard, letting go of a guttural moan into my mouth.
She said, “You have to stop…I want to fuck you so bad right now.”
This only encouraged me as I knew I was getting her where she needed to be. As I increased my pace again and finger-fucked her sopping pussy, she furiously rubbed my hard cock. She came hard again and my hand was drenched in her sweet pussy juice. I knew at this point…I had her!
She pulled the front of my shorts down and released my hard cock. She slid over onto my lap. I pulled her drenched panties to the side as she guided my rock-hard cock and plunged it into her hot cunt. She gave a moan of relief as my cock split her wet pussy lips and I slid inside her. Her pussy felt so good…I almost lost my load right there. I placed my fingers into her mouth so she could taste her sweet sex as she forced herself up and down the length of my shaft.
Now we were both facing forward watching the back of the passengers as she was pumping up and down on my cock. Our state of arousal was only intensified by the threat of getting caught! She continued to slide up and down my shaft. I could feel her warm pussy juice trickle down my balls. She intermittently turned around and our mouths would lock as we fervently sucked each other’s tongues.
I was getting close so I grabbed her hips in my hands and started pulling her down harder on my cock. She came hard on my cock and with a couple more thrusts I shot my hot seed into her hot pussy. When we came down from the high of our intense orgasms, we both looked forward, amazed that no one in front of us on the airplane was any the wiser. She moved over to her seat. I pulled my shorts over my pussy-juice-soaked cock.
The plane landed shortly after. We walked off down the stairs and got to the bottom. I looked at her and said, “We just joined the Mile High Club!” We both giggled to ourselves and sauntered into the terminal and drove home to continue what we started a mile high.
