by Emily Vixen
“Fine. Go on.” She didn’t exactly sound angry or annoyed. In fact, she just sounded fed up. Well, Susan supposed that the open, refreshing atmosphere of an airport would only effect somebody for so long. The woman was just doing her job after all. That got boring eventually no matter who you were or where you were working. Deciding not to take the staff member’s attitude personally she thanked her with a smile and adjusted her hand luggage on her arm before strolling off into the hallway that led to the plane.
Susan felt a little wave of excitement as she finally set foot on the plane after what seemed like an eternity of waiting in the airport. She checked her ticket for her assigned seat number and proceeded to squeeze her way down the aisle, passing through a few other people. She had to stop at one point because a couple had decided to start their flight by having an argument in the middle of the aisle and she couldn’t bring herself to interrupt. Fortunately the argument didn’t last long as the woman snapped something at the man and stormed off. She felt a little bad for them but it was none of her business. A little part of her considered trying to comfort the man that had been left behind with a view of getting him to join her in the bathroom after take-off. She changed her mind however. Men were fine but she preferred women if given the option, and more importantly she doubted that he was going to be in any mood to fool around with her when he was in the middle of an argument with his other half.
Now that she could finally move freely again, Susan worked her way down the aisle and finally reached her seat. She’d chosen an aisle seat rather than a window seat because she wanted to be able to reach the bathroom easily without disturbing any other passengers. She had originally thought it might be difficult to arrange but it turned out that the aisle seats were actually cheaper than the window seats. She supposed most people wanted to be able to look outside as they took off but that didn’t matter to her. She could see out of the window just fine from the next seat along anyway, and she’d only be sat next to one person rather than being wedged in the middle of two strangers in the centre aisle. She looked behind her to see if anyone else was joining her but for the time being it seemed the answer was no. Rather than standing in place and remaining in the way she decided to just sit down for the time being so people could get past her to their own seats. If and when the passenger sitting beside her arrived she would get up and let them through – but until then there was no point in her blocking the aisle while she waited.
More and more people loaded onto the plane, and though it was starting to get rather noisy she was still fairly happy with her coming flight. She was even more pleased to find that, even as the doors closed and the boarding period ended, nobody had arrived to fill the vacant window seat beside her. It looked as if her first plane journey was going to be especially pleasant and relaxing because she was going to have plenty of space and, aside from the few noisy children she could hear yelling and screaming and chattering in the middle aisle, she mostly had peace. The children would probably calm down by the time the flight began anyway – and even if they didn’t, she was certain she wouldn’t hear them from the bathroom.
Susan let out a sigh of disappointment as she thought again about joining the mile high club. It had been unlikely but she had been hoping that the passenger sitting beside her would turn out be a stunning, incredibly horny woman who was similarly interested in joining the mile high club. That would have been perfect. Unfortunately it wasn’t to be however, and though she was disappointed, she was more than happy to accept the alternative of having nobody sitting beside her. She could spread out and make herself comfortable now without worrying about bothering another passenger.
Once everyone was settled down and had finally finished stowing their luggage in the overhead compartments, the captain’s voice filtered through the plane’s speakers.
“Afternoon folks, this is your captain speaking,” he announced, his voice seeming to be the standard pilot’s voice that seemed to be on every television series ever. Did they really all sound like that? Susan had always assumed it was kind of a trope but perhaps all pilots did sound the same. No, no that was silly, surely there was no way that could be true. Perhaps it was just the way their voice sounded coming through the speakers. Well, whatever the case was she supposed it wasn’t really important. He sounded calm and confident and that was about all she needed from the plane’s pilot. What he sounded like on the speakers wasn’t really of any consequence to her.
She realised she’d been so lost in thought that she’d missed most of what he’d said but it didn’t seem important. If it was anything terrible then everybody would have been gossiping about it. More than likely he was just giving them a brief explanation of the weather, warning them about some potential turbulence if the weather was bad and giving them a rough estimate of how long the journey was going to take. She caught the end of his little speech as he instructed them to ensure they were strapped in and explained where the emergency exits were. She strapped herself in with her seatbelt and relaxed against the back of her chair, turning her head to peer out the window.
A few minutes passed until the plane at last began to move. Susan grinned excitedly as she stared out the window at the airport, watching as it seemed to slowly recede backwards and eventually disappeared from view. The airport of course wasn’t actually moving but it was hard not to think it was given how strange it was to be sat in the moving plane, what was essentially a huge room with hundreds of other people in it that was starting to move steadily forwards.
The experience got even more exciting as they began to build up speed and the ground began to disappear. She could swear she could feel the plane physically lifting up off the ground, though she wasn’t sure if she was just imagining that or not, and she leaned over towards the window to peer outside. It was incredible to see the horizon growing further and further away as they lifted into the air. She knew she was probably getting over-excited and not acting her age but she didn’t really care. Just because almost every other person on the flight was probably sitting around being miserable and fed up didn’t mean she had to act the same way. It wasn’t as if anybody was going to say anything to her even if they did judge her poorly for her over-excitement.
Soon enough the plane had climbed so high into the air that the distant view of the horizon was barely recognisable. She could make out the silhouettes of a few tall buildings but that was the extent of her view. They really were high up now. At least a mile if not higher, she thought with a dirty grin. She was still missing a partner to join the mile high club with her but it didn’t prevent from getting excited at the thought, even if it was looking to be impossible to find someone to help her achieve her goal of becoming a member the sexy club.
“Nuts?” Susan jumped when she heard the voice pipe up behind her. She had spent a while absent-mindedly staring out the window as the plane levelled out and they began to pass over the coast and head out to the sea.
“Not my preference, but that’d do.” She chuckled quietly to herself. She turned away from the window to see who was speaking but realised they weren’t actually speaking to her. It was one of the flight attendants pushing a trolley full of snacks. She was a couple of rows back but was obviously approaching. Susan decided to take a look at what snacks were on offer so she had an answer ready when the service trolley came down to her but she found her attention was drawn elsewhere. The snacks were all well and good but she couldn’t help thinking that the flight attendant looked far tastier than anything she was offering on the trolley.
Narrowing her eyes slightly to get a better look at the flight attendant she managed to make out her name badge. Lisa. The name suited her, she thought. Her short blonde hair perfectly framed her beautiful face and her uniform nipped in perfectly at the waist. Her dress seemed a little low-cut for her job but if that was the uniform then perhaps it was on purpose – at the very least, it was definitely improving Susan’s opinion of the in-flight service. She found her eyes drawn to Lisa’s incredible
tits before letting her eyes roam the rest of her body, down past her sexy hips and to her bare, toned legs.
“Maybe I should ask her to give me a hand with joining the mile high club.” Susan muttered under her breath with a little chuckle. Of course, she didn’t really think the flight attendant would be willing to help her out with that. As much as the company did their best to provide every service imaginable to ensure their passengers were happy she didn’t find it very likely that their offered services extended to fucking passengers in the plane bathroom during a flight. Even if it wasn’t going to happen though she could still fantasize about it. The thought alone was getting her worked up and she could feel her panties starting to get wet as she contemplated the idea of Lisa escorting her to the bathroom and introducing her to the mile high club, either as a member herself or as a fellow mile-high virgin also experiencing the thrill of plane sex for the first time.
“Anything for you ma’am?” Lisa asked as she reached her.
“What? Oh, uh…” Susan felt herself flush with embarrassment as she struggled to think of an answer. She’d been so distracted thinking about sneaking off to the bathroom for some filthy fun with Lisa that she hadn’t actually planned her response. She somehow managed to resist the urge to simply answer ‘you’ and looked down at the trolley, trying to choose something. “Just some nuts.” It was the easiest answer she could give and she didn’t want to spend too long thinking things over. If she kept Lisa all to herself for too long then she was worried she might let slip her real thoughts and actually start flirting with the other woman – or worse still, say something downright dirty to her. She didn’t think they were going to do much at this point, it wasn’t as if they could kick her off the plane when they were already so far away from the airport, but even if she didn’t know what the punishment would be she still didn’t want to get in trouble.
“Okay, is that everything?” Lisa asked after handing over a bag of nuts. Susan nodded and offered up her payment, Lisa leaning over towards her to retrieve it. As she leaned over Susan was given a wonderful, close-up view of Lisa’s incredible cleavage. It took all her strength to resist the overwhelming desire to reach out and simply touch her amazing tits. It almost seemed like it would be worth it no matter what the punishment afterwards turned out to be. However, she didn’t want to be known as the sort of woman who just felt up other people out of the blue like that. If she was going to flirt with Lisa then she would have much preferred to do it properly. Touching her tits would have been amazing but it would be even better if Lisa was actually letting her do so, or better yet, actively begging her to feel her tits and do various other things to her besides.
“Oh! Yes, that’s everything, thank you.” Susan felt herself flush with embarrassment again after she failed to respond in a reasonable time. She’d yet again got distracted by having dirty thoughts about Lisa and had almost forgotten they were having a conversation beforehand. She offered the flight attendant an embarrassed smile as she continued on down the aisle. Susan tried to distract herself by tearing into the small packet of nuts she’d been given. Perhaps she could focus on her snacks enough to get over the embarrassment of being left speechless by the pretty flight attendant.
Despite the old jokes about getting into airline nuts she found it surprisingly easy to open the packet. Then again, the jokes she’d heard along those lines were all especially old so perhaps the airlines had fixed the problem by now. She supposed they would have to if it was as difficult to get into the nut packets as all the old comedians made it sound. She settled down in her seat and ate as she stared out the window, trying her best to forget the embarrassing incident and instead enjoy the view. Unfortunately however the view at this point didn’t consist of much other than the endless blue ocean far beneath the plane. It was beautiful to look at but there really wasn’t much to it beyond that. It definitely wasn’t enough to keep her distracted.
Once she had finished eating her nuts Susan found her mind wandering back to Lisa again. Then again, she wasn’t sure she’d ever really stopped thinking about her at all. That tight uniform showing off her curves and cleavage was incredible and Susan couldn’t get the view out of her head. Her pussy was growing wetter and wetter as she thought more about the view and her imagination began to run wild as she mentally undressed the flight attendant. Removing the dress itself was a good start, and leaving her in just her underwear and heels was a rather appealing thought. Leaving on her shoes with her underwear seemed like a strange decision but the mental image was rather appealing – keeping on her footwear really served to highlight the lack of clothes covering the rest of her body.
Next she thought about Lisa reaching up and popping open her bra, letting her incredible tits bounce out into the open so she was exposed to Susan. Fuck. She wasn’t actually getting to see Lisa naked but imagining it was certainly the next best thing. She could feel her clit and nipples swelling and hardening with arousal as she got lost in her thoughts and she felt her breath hitch slightly with arousal. Maybe she was just really horny and desperate right now but suddenly Lisa seemed like the hottest woman she’d ever seen in her entire life. She couldn’t stop imagining her naked and it was driving her wild. She needed to masturbate. Urgently. There was no way she could ignore her horniness any longer. She got to her feet and strode briskly down the aisle, heading for the bathroom. So what if she couldn’t find someone to join the mile high club with her? That wasn’t a problem! She would just have to join the mile high club alone with her own two hands, quite literally in this case.
Susan was thrilled to find there was nobody in the bathroom. She let herself in and made sure to lock the door behind her before putting down the toilet seat to give herself a makeshift chair. She quickly unzipped her pants and dropped them to the floor, her panties dropping as well moments later. She already felt better just having her pussy out and exposed. Sitting down on the toilet she spread her legs and reached down, pushing two fingers against her swollen, sensitive clit. She had to bite back a yelp of pleasure as she brushed against her sensitive mound and gasped quietly, her hips shifting excitedly to push and grind against her pussy, desperate for more stimulation as quickly as possible. She was unbearably horny and needed to get off as fast and hard as she possibly could. Unfortunately she also had to control her volume to avoid arousing suspicion from other passengers. The last thing she wanted was to be interrupted when she finally got close to orgasm.
Well, maybe it depended on who interrupted her. If Lisa happened to be the one that walked in on her then she wouldn’t mind so much. In fact, the thought was actually turning her on even more. She reached up and slid a hand under her shirt and started groping at her own tits, squeezing and massaging them as her thoughts turned again to Lisa the sexy flight attendant. She thought about Lisa coming in and catching her with her fingers buried deep in her pussy and deciding to give her a hand.
Susan was panting quietly with lust and breathing heavily as her tits lifted and fell with every breath. She moved her hand from her breasts to clamp it over her mouth, ensuring she remained quiet as she continued to rapidly rub her fingers in small, tight circles over her swollen clit. That alone wasn’t going to be enough though. She wanted more. She needed more. She let her hand dip a little lower and curled her fingers before slipping one of them into her pussy, gasping softly as she heard her cunt squelch with wetness and eagerly accept the entry. She bit down her lower lip. Even with her hand clasped over her mouth she was worried that she might make too much noise and so did her best to remain silent as she fingered herself harder and faster with every passing moment.
“Oh fuck, Lisa…” Susan groaned quietly under her breath. She knew it was dangerous to make such filthy noises in the plane’s bathroom but that thrilling danger of being caught just turned her on even more – and she was fairly certain she was being quiet enough to avoid being heard anyway. That was the only thing that could make things better at this point. She was already having a huge amount of fu
n on her own as she masturbated furiously in the bathroom but having Lisa come along and join her truly would have been the icing on the cake.
Susan adjusted her position on the toilet seat so she was sitting closer to the edge. That left her with more space to lean back and lift her legs into the air, bracing them against the too-close opposite wall. Now that she was in a better position she could comfortably slip a second finger into her soaking wet slit, and then a third. It felt incredible being so filled up as she masturbated rapidly, fingering her tight cunt and panting and moaning as quietly as she could manage. This was incredible! She didn’t know why she’d thought it necessary to have someone there to help her join the mile high club. She was perfectly capable of doing this all on her own while still having plenty of fun!
She could feel her orgasm drawing near after what seemed like a lifetime of waiting for the relief. She rubbed her pussy hard and fast, her thumb rubbing against her clit as three of fingers squelched in and out of her soaking wet slit. She was incredibly close when she was suddenly interrupted by a gentle knocking on the door. Susan let out a little yelp of surprise and sat upright suddenly, breathing heavily as her heart thundered in her chest. The thought of being nearly caught was driving her wild with lust and she could feel her pussy dripping with wetness. She unsteadily got to her feet and moved so she would be hidden behind the door as she opened it a crack, leaving her panties and pants around her ankles for the moment.
“Y-yes…?” Susan asked uncertainly, flushed and breathless. Her eyes widened in surprise at the sight that greeted her. Lisa, the woman she’d been thinking about and masturbating over only moments ago, was now stood right in front of her with a dirty grin on her face.