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Felt in the Clouds

My story started at a foreign exchange bank in Durban South Africa. I was
exchanging currency for my trip to India. In the line I noticed this lovely and well-endowed girl of about twenty. She looked very sexy in a black over the shoulder dress. Anyway I did my exchange and left.

Later on the flight to Bombay, I noticed her sitting two rows in front of me. Since the flight was pretty empty, everyone chose to sit wherever they pleased. After an hour into the flight, I moved over to her and sat on the same row. We exchanged a few words and she began to feel relaxed and talked about her life. Her mother and aunt were in the front row. She introduced me to them and they were soon fast asleep.

In the back row, we put up the armrests and also went to sleep. After some time, I decided to let my hands do some searching. At first I moved my fingers over her hair and received no response then on to her neck and tits. In fact she seemed to like it. I continued moving my hands all over her body. We then sat up close to one another and began kissing. By now all the lights were off in the plane and most of the people were asleep. I started fingering her. She hesitated and closed her legs. We got on talking and she told me that she was divorced from her husband. As we spoke, I again tried to finger fuck her. This time round she was more willing.

I had my fingers in her and my mouth was on her tits, which by now were exposed. Every time an airhostess walked past, we covered up with the blankets. By now my dick was thick and throbbing. I pulled her head down to my dick and made her suck. All I could hear was the sound of the plane. Her mouth was all over my dick. I continued fingering her from the back until she came. As she came, she sucked harder on to my cock. Being Indian, I expected her to be more conservative. However, once the lights went out she got me hot. All I wanted to do was to fuck her. But she refused and felt scared to do it on the seat.

I convinced her to go to the toilet. I followed her and as the door closed, I had her panties off and got her to kneel down. I entered her doggie style. While my hands squeezed her tits. After I came my cock was limp. She took me in her mouth and as I came up again I fucked her between her tits. After a few minutes I decided that we should go back to our seats.

Back in our place, I could not help finger fucking her again. Her hands were
on my cock, which made it grow. I made her sit on me and entered her again.
She came a few times and felt good. She again sucked my cock. We sat there and kissed for some time till we fell asleep. She came for the fourth time, she screamed out with passion which raised the attention of few people. I left the seat and went back to my place.

I still dream of that experience in the clouds. I haven’t seen her again and if there’s anyone out three that would like to experience the same contact me and we could fly together.

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