#608: Post Flight Fucking
If fucking passengers was forbidden then our pilot in this episode of audio erotica is a very naughty boy! Not only does he have a steamy encounter in a plane. He also gets to taste her perfect pussy afterward. If you’re looking to cum multiple times then today erotic audio episode is for you foxy friends.
All of this season’s episodes are based on stories from the official Mile High Club. This week’s story can be found here: It’s The Uniform
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Based on the MHC story: “It’s the Uniform”
From: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania >>> Charlotte, North Carolina
Back in the early 2000’s I was in the air force. I had spent my whole career waiting for the moment I could be deployed on operation. Countless hours of flying and training in F-15’s and F-22’s. I was, if I say so myself, a very good pilot.
I was inspired to get in the sky after watching Top Gun in the late 80’s. I wanted the prestige and excitement that came from flying fast and also, the uniform didn’t hurt around the ladies.
After deploying overseas and completing two tours of action, I'd fulfilled my dream of being a fighter pilot and decided it was time to leave the air force and turn my hand to commercial aviation instead.
The transition wasn’t too hard, the aircraft were bigger and slower than I was used to, but the pace of life was what I needed. I enjoyed having the freedom to explore the new places I'd fly to, but was pretty settled on my main routes. I wanted to get home frequently so I could appreciate the simple things, like enjoying a cold beer and playing with my dog
Although the uniform was slightly different, I found it got a lot more attention than I did when I was in the forces. Walking through airports feeling like Leonardo Dicaprio in “catch me if you can” was always fun. Flight stewards surrounding you, but really, the job was a lot more glamorous than it seemed.
It’s true what they say about pilots and air stewards, they really do hook up a lot more than you think but this isn’t any different than other office environments, right? Except this office was flying through the air.
But variety was the spice of life, as much as I enjoyed hooking up with work colleagues I may not encounter again, I more enjoyed the pleasure that came from the passengers. Strictly speaking this was against the rules, but this made everything a lot more naughty.
On this particular occasion, there was some turbulence and not everything went as smoothly as planned.
The night before I had flown into Philadelphia on an evening flight. I was staying over and would fly out the next day and pilot between a few airports on route home for a few days rest.
When I woke, I showered, ate breakfast and reported to the airport expecting to fly, but things had changed. Instead I'd be deadheading to Charlotte to pick up a job the next day to fly back home. It meant getting home a day later than planned but I didn’t mind spending some time in Charlotte. The city has a peaceful vibe with a good buzz around the town whenever their teams were playing. It also turned out the Knights, their minor league baseball team, were playing at home so I'd be able to enjoy a beer, catch the game and enjoy the warmth of the evening.
Deadheading wasn’t ever too much fun. It meant spending time with two other pilots in an already cramped cockpit sitting in the spare seat as they flew the plane. I always got a kick out of take off and landing, so watching someone else doing it wasn’t too exciting.
Prior to the flight I decided to let myself into the first class lounge and enjoy some finer comforts. A bit of charm and a uniform always helped get access and I was also off duty so what was the harm in relaxing a little.
As I enjoyed a few snacks and the complimentary coffee, a tall brunette stood up across the room and turned towards me. We recognised each other instantly. Being a regular of similar routes I took, I had noticed her before whilst boarding the plane over the past year.Nothing more than a smile and welcome aboard was ever exchanged between us, but that was when I was working.
She headed toward me, I stood up, caught her eye once more and introduced myself, Captain Paulo. We talked a little and it turned out she was on the same flight.
A strong business woman, she was flying out to close a deal for her firm and had her eyes on the prize of a big contract the next morning. We flirted a little and she mentioned how she’d noticed me a few times and appreciated a pilot with strong arms like mine taking control of the plane for her.
I informed her I was unfortunately not in charge of this flight but was more than happy to escort her to the plane and make sure she had a safe and satisfying flying experience today. As we boarded she told me I was her favorite captain. I smiled and told herI’d like her to be my favorite passenger and fired her a wink.
As she took her seat, I headed to the cockpit and recognised a flight attendant who was a fan of mine. I told her the tall brunette was a friend and maybe in flight she could escort her to the toilet. She laughed and agreed.
Thirty minutes after take off I excused myself from the cockpit and headed toward the toilet, at the same time the flight attendant I knew approached the lady and directed her to where I was waiting.
She looked at me and didn’t say a thing. She simply reached for the toilet door and I followed her in. I knew space and logistics were an issue and time was critical, in order to not get caught. In the confined toilet I kissed her and she grabbed my arms as I felt her bum.
She reached down and undid my belt, taking no time to get a firm grip of my cock. We kissed and I grabbed her ass and she asked me how we wanted to do this. Briefly laughing at the configuration which would best serve us she turned around, pulled up her dress and dropped her thong. The initial play was irrelevant and we both knew what we wanted now.
Bending over the toilet she reached for my cock as I dropped my trousers and presented my cock for duty. With her kneeling on the toilet I grabbed her ass and pushed my cock towards her pussy, making it ready to enter her.
Inside her wet tight pussy I held my cock for a moment and slowly removed it fully and back in once again. Feeling her tightness around my piece again and again. Her pussy was perfect and it didn’t take long for me to become excited and I came quickly, to both our disappointment. It left us feeling rather unfulfilled.
Both my entry into her and our entry to the mile high club was quick and efficient and somewhat disappointing.I pulled out of her, wanting to taste her pussy and she wanted more from me. Thus she pulled up her thong as I did my trousers and we both made ourselves presentable once again.
We ended our encounter with a kiss and with her telling me she wasn’t done with me yet and had a hotel room not far from the airport. She took my number and told me she’d text me the details.
An hour after we landed I received a message, the address, a room number, a time and instructions to bring my uniform, especially my hat. I replied in agreement and made my way to the hotel a short cab around the corner.
I headed up to the room and knocked on the door. Nobody answered so I knocked once more and the door swung open. She was standing there in a dark purple bra, knickers and stockings.
As I walked in she told me she always liked a man in a uniform and that on this occasion it was no different. I moved towards her removing my hat and placing it under my arm, she reached for the hat and placed it on her head. I removed my jacket and she grabbed my shirt and began unbuttoning it, soon throwing it on the floor.
The build up was much more ideal here, and with plenty of room. Like earlier she turned around and dropped her knickers, revealing her luscious bum. She looked over her shoulder and sat on the edge of the bed.
She ushered me over, spread her legs apart and told me to kneel down in front of her. Looking at her pussy I noticed she had shaved it as a landing strip. She told me to be a good pilot and to prepare for take off.
Willingly I moved my face towards her pussy and grabbed underneath her legs, placing them over my shoulders and I began licking her clit. I looked up at her and told her to expect some turbulence, but I'd get her off safely.
I proceeded to engorge my face into her pussy. With the first touch of my tongue on her clit she took a big breath in and released a little moan of enjoyment, similar to what I imagined I felt when I first entered her in the toilet earlier.
Her pussy tasted great and I licked it up and down over and over again. She ran her hands through my hair and she went from sitting up right to onto her back. She released a moan as I applied more pressure to her clit.
As she screamed at me not to stop her legs got tight around my head and she started to squirm around. I held her waist and pulled my face into her and didn’t stop moving my tongue over her clit until she screamed again, the type of shriek where she was trying to make noise but it became quiet and then loaded again.
I knew what was about to happen, she pulled on my hair and her legs released their grip from around my head and she moaned again, her shakes becoming more aggressive as she shouted “yes!” over and over again until she couldn't take anymore and forced me away from her pussy.
I sat back and looked at her, she was still wearing my pilot hat.I stood up and she looked at me, I wasn’t done yet and she knew it was time to fuck again.
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