"Wow," you say, smiling. "I never thought I could have dessert before dinner. What's on the menu?" Jess smiles and grabs the blanket from her chair.
"Not a whole lot of room," she replies, "so it's a simple fare. I'll just slowly stroke your cock until my hand and this blanket are covered in your cum. You swallow and feel your breathing quickens. “I'll take that as a pre-snack handjob,” Jess whispers, no hint of sarcasm in her voice.
She slowly spreads the blanket out and instantly you feel the palm of her hand resting on your now fully erect cock. She purrs a bit, then immediately (and deftly) unzips your pants, letting her hand slide in to pull yoru cock through the whole in your underwear. “I always wondered,” she says softly “if they designed men's underwear for easy handjob and blowjob access?” She fishes your hard cock out, muttering in a soft voice how sad she is that she can't suck you off. Twice, she bats your hand away from her breasts as she slolwly strokes your dick. Her fingers lightly graze the head on every upstroke, and you fight the urge to moan. Jess continually checks for flight attendants and occasionally you glance at the sleeping passengers across the aisle.
“I wonder if those newlyweds are as daring as we are,” Jess says slowly. “If we were heading towards our honeymoon, I'd be sucking cock the whole way down. With the provision, of course, that you'd eat my pussy once a night.” You stroke Jess' s hair.
“You know I'd spend as much time between your legs as I could, baby.” Jess bites her lower lip. “I'm close,” you tell her.
“Good,” she says. “I want to make you cum, . I want... oh, just like that.” Your cock blasts the blanket in Jess's mid stroke, but she doesn't stop jerking you. “God, you were hot,” she whispers as she feels you twitch under her hand. Another jet coats the blanket. “Jesus, .” Another glob drips over her fingers. She pulls her hand from under the blanket and immediately licks her fingers. “Groaning in pleasure, you reach over to your girlfriend's thigh. She shakes her head and gently pushes your hand away.
“I'll consider that treat I just ate as my dessert tonight.” She wipes your cock clean with the blanket before zipping your pants. “Though I will get it from the source at some point.” She slides under your arm, and you both snuggle for a while.
Soon, the flight attendant comes by with dinner. “Chicken or beef?” she asks. You take a quick look at the flight attendant, sizing her up. She's about five-two and her voice is soft as she tries not to wake sleeping passengers. |