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Hooking Up on a Plane – Part 3

There I was on the plane and I had just made this hot stranger cum all over my finger. I was rock hard and she was recovering on her seat. She was still breathing a little heavy but I had a need of my own to deal with here. I had just taken care of her and now it seemed like it was time to take care of me. I leaned over to her and tried to whisper as quietly as I possibly could:

“Want some more?”

She didn’t have to say anything. She smiled wide and just nodded her head at me. Now I knew that I was really in for a good time. I knew she was horny and now I knew that she was going to take as much as she possibly could. I couldn’t blame her at all. This was a girl who spent all of her time traveling for work. She hadn’t had sex in over a year and that’s just too much for anyone. She needed it and I was going to give it to her. It didn’t matter at all that we were in a cramped plane full of people.

I led her to the restroom

I had an idea of what to do in my head and I thought I’d be able to do it. I grabbed her by the hand and stood up in the aisle. I made a quick scan of the plane to make sure no one was awake or walking around and didn’t see a single thing. She was standing in front of me at this point so I started moving and guided her right to the restroom. I opened up the door and led her inside ahead of me. Then I quickly followed and closed the door behind me. As soon as I turned my head to her, I felt her tongue slide into my mouth. She kissed me deep and pulled her head back to simply say “Hello.” Then she started giggling softly while I smiled at her. She was clearly having a very good time and I wasn’t too upset about the whole thing either. I lifted up her skirt with the intention of pulling down her panties but I couldn’t find any. It seemed that she took them off at her seat and just left them there. That was fine by me. It saved a little bit of time.

There was no ledge

My whole idea was to sit her as on the sink counter and spread her legs around my waist. There was just one problem. There was no counter that I could use. Space was tight and the cabinet above the sink was far too low for anyone to sit on it. The thought flashed into my mind that it was an intentional design to stop people from having sex in there. I had to laugh a little bit while I tried to figure out how to make all of this happen. I know that her skirt was going to be the biggest problem. It was tight and constricting. I grabbed onto it again and lifted it as high up her stomach as I could. The I leaned forward to pin her body against the mirror and hooked my hands under her thighs. I lifted her entire body and she hooked her ankles behind by waist. Now things where getting somewhere. She was already soaked so all I have to do was move my hips around to find my target. I felt the soft, warm, wet lips on either side of my head and just pushed.

It was a shock to her

She was so wet that my entire cock just slammed deep inside her and banged against her cervix. I really wasn’t expecting it to go in so easily. Neither was she, apparently. I felt her fingernails dig into my skin and she burrowed her head into my shoulder to muffle her surprised gasp. Her pussy was extremely welcoming and I wasn’t going to let it all go to waste. I started pounding into her right away. She loved every second of it. You have to remember that she hadn’t had a cock inside her for over a year. Her pussy was tight because of that, but still as slick as it could get because of her excitement. She had to work hard to muffle her moans and she even bit into my shoulder to make sure that she stayed quiet. I was totally okay with that. I just kept driving my cock in and out of her. She felt amazing and I could feel sweat start to form on her thighs. It was only a matter of seconds before this girl tensed every muscle that I could feel and came on my arms.

She had a few more

Of course, I wasn’t even close to finishing. She kept her grip tight on me and I kept fucking her. I counted at least three or four more orgasms while I worked her hole. It seemed like it was more than anyone had ever given her. I probably could have drawn it out for a lot longer, but I started to feel her grip loosen. Her entire body was going just a little bit slack and I took that as a sign that she was growing exhausted. It was a difficult position to keep up and I didn’t want to turn the whole thing into work for her. It wasn’t like she was getting lighter for me to hold up either. I picked up my thrusting and clenched my fingers around her thighs to let her know that I was about to cum. I had to do it case she wasn’t on birth control. I just needed to do something to give her a chance to tell me to pull out, but she didn’t. Instead I heard her whisper, “You can cum in my pussy.”

That was it

That whisper was all I needed. The cum shot out of me and deep inside her. It came out with so much force that I was afraid of shooting her right through the plane and into the sky. Luckily, that didn’t happen. It was a massive load, though. I guess having sex on a plane with a masturbating stranger just does it for me. I made sure to shoot every drop inside her before I finally pulled out and let her feet fall to the floor. My arms were sore and shaking. Her forehead was wet with sweat and she was smiling with her eyes closed. She leaned in and kissed me again. I pulled down her skirt for her and kissed her back. She reached behind herself and pulled out a wad of toilet and used it to wide my cum and her pussy juice off my cock. Then she flushed it and I zipped up my pants before opening the door and heading back to my seat. She stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes to clean herself up before returning to her own seat. I was exhausted and knew that she must be as well. She curled herself up on her seat and quickly fell asleep next to me.

Never saw her again

I never saw that women ever again. I woke up just as the plane was touching down the next morning. She was already on her phone for a business call. That was all I needed to know that this was a busy women who would never have time for a relationship. She made sure to smile at me while she got her carry on from the overhead while she continued to talk on her phone. Then she turned and made her way to disembark. That was it. The last memory I have of this women is of her nylons. While she was walking away from me, I was still sitting and a got a view of them higher up her thighs. The insides were covered in my dry cum and her dry pussy juice. I guess that’s what she would have to remember me by and that was just fine. She was in desperate need and I was there to take of it for her. You can’t really ask for anything more than that in a hook up. You just have to hope that you get to live it all out someday. I’ve never had an experience like that again, but sometimes I wonder if it was all a set up by her. Maybe she was so used to traveling alone that she had worked a way of getting laid into a science. Maybe she let me hear a few choice words from her phone call and made sure to wake me up with her masturbation. Maybe she plays out this whole circumstance of events whenever she gets horny. Then again, maybe it was a one off for her. Either way, it was a whole lot of fun.

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Hooking Up on a Plane – Part 2

So, like I was saying last time, I was sitting there in my seat on the plane. I had just been woken up on an overnight flight by a rhythmic pulsing and I had no idea what was going on. At least that was until I looked to my right. The woman who was seated next to me had one leg up on the empty seat between us and one foot on the floor. Her head was low, her phone was playing video in her face, and her hand was deep down her panties, furiously working her clit. She was masturbating right next to me and had no idea that anyone else on the plane was even awake. I was really surprised at her audacity. No matter how long the flight has ever been, I had never known anyone to just try and knock one out at their seat like that. She was either super horny or super confident on her ability to masturbate quietly. Given the fact that she managed to wake me up, I had to go with the idea that she was just that horny. It made sense, given the way I first saw her.

She was desperate

I saw her in the boarding room while we were all waiting for the plane. She was wearing a business suit with a skirt and nylons that went all the way up her thighs. She was hot as hell, but she was clearly not in a mood to talk to anyone. She sat by herself and talked to a friend on the phone. I was able to make out parts of the conversation. She was really just complaining about how much she had to travel for work. She spent a lot of time talking about the fact that she hadn’t been able to get the time to go on a single date in a year. I could now tell that she was using the word “date” as a code for laid. She hadn’t gotten herself fucked in a year and she was desperate. Now here she was. She has her hand down her panties and she was actively masturbating in the middle of a full plane. I guess I could have just let her finish, but I couldn’t. She was too hot. If I had to sit there and watch her make herself cum, I’d go crazy on this long flight.

I got her attention

She was wearing her ear buds, so I couldn’t just say anything. If I wanted to get her attention, I had to go a little bit further. I figured that she was already knuckle deep in her pink cavern, so I wouldn’t be stepping over any lines by being more forward. I slowly moved my hand over to her and in between her thighs. They were wide apart so I had no trouble with getting to where I wanted to be. She was already working her clit, so I took on the responsibility of filling her up. I knew that if I got my move wrong, I’d ruin the whole thing. I had to do it all in one fluid motion to make it work and I was going to do it. Her eyes were glued to her phone so she wasn’t paying any attention to me at all. I could feel the heat of her thighs against my skin and then I went for it. I hooked my index finger under her soaked panties and quickly slid my middle finger deep into her pussy. It turned out that she was more than happy to have a helping hand.

She was surprised

When she felt me penetrate her slick and slippery hole, she jumped. She dropped her phone to her crotch and I felt it smack against my wrist. She had a look of shock and terror on her face but it only lasted for a slit second. I pressed up with my finger and massaged her swollen g-spot. Her eyes fluttered closed in pleasure and she smiled. Her hand came out of her panties and she let her head fall back against the wall of the plane. Her back arched and her breath started to heave. I reached over with my other hand and pulled her panties down her thighs. Her pussy was one of the prettiest that I had ever seen. Her lips were there, but not too long. It was a healthy pink and soaked all around. Once I got her panties down, I started working her clit under its hood while I continued to finger her with my other hand. Her legs started bucking and she grabbed onto my hands with one of hers. She used the other one to cover her own mouth and she started to cum right there in her seat. Her entire body moved and shook but she made sure not to make a single noise with her mouth.

More next time

That was just the start of my first plane hook up. This girl was desperate and I was there to give her the orgasm that she so desperately needed. I could tell that she was cumming hard from the way that her body was moving. The only other times I had seen a woman move like that, she was usually making a whole lot of noise. She did a great job of keeping it all nice and silent. She finally finished cumming and rested her hands on top of mine and smiles at me with a look of happy exhaustion on her face. I let her sit like that for a little while before I slid my finger out of her and she readjusted herself. I’ll let you know what happened next time. She still had a whole lot more in the sexual needs department and I wanted to make sure that I was the one to take care of them for her. It was the only way that I could make the flight slightly better than it would have been.

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Hooking up on a Plane – Part 1

There’s something about being on a plane that makes us all want to have sex on them. There’s a reason that there’s an entire club dedicated to it. Maybe it’s because we’re all surrounded by strangers in very close quarters and doing out own things. Maybe it’s just the length of the flights with nothing better to do. Either way, having sex on a plane is practically a pastime and I remember one encounter when I did it with a total stranger. I still have no idea who this woman was. We simply got together for a brief period of time to fuck each other and that was it. Our relationship didn’t have to extend beyond that circumstance at all. It was a lot of fun and I’m glad that I did it. I’m also glad that I was able to give her something that she was clearly missing. She was in desperate need of a good fucking and I managed to get it in done in a very tiny space. I kind of hope that she’s never been able to take another flight without wondering if another guy would come up and give her a good dick to enjoy as an in-flight meal.

I saw her in the terminal

I was in the terminal with so many other people when I saw her walk it. She was dressed in a sexy business outfit with dark nylons on perfect legs that I just couldn’t keep my eyes off of. She had a body that could bring a dead man back to life and I’m not exaggerating. She was hot as hell and I wasn’t the only one to notice. There were plenty of other guys with their eyes glued to her tits and ass. She was talking on her phone and I was just barely able to make out some of her conversation as we were all seated and waiting for the plane to board. She tried to sit alone in a corner and speak quietly, but the acoustics of the room brought her conversation right to me. She was talking to a friend about how she was always traveling for work. She was complaining that she never got any time to herself and that she hadn’t had a date in over a year. Knowing what I know now, when she said date, she was really talking about dick, and I’m sure her friend knew exactly what she meant.

We got seated next to each other

As luck would have it, we ended up getting seated next to each other on the plane. This was an overnight flight, so it was already night time when we got on. All of the shades were drawn and it seemed that everyone was just about ready to fall asleep as soon as they sat down. She got the window seat and I was in the aisle. There was no one seating in between us, so we both just lifted up the arm rests and relaxed. It turned out that I was also one of those people just waiting to fall asleep. I wasn’t aware of just how exhausted I was until the plane started to taxi onto the runway. That was the last thing that I remember until a few hours later.

She woke me up

I must have been dead asleep because the next thing that I can recall is being woken up. It wasn’t by a noise or anything like that. I just remember that there was a rhythmic pulsing shaking through my seat. It happened every few seconds. It was extremely faint, but it was enough to rouse me. I just sat there with my eyes closed for a few minutes and the pulsing kept happening. That was the only reason that I knew it was real and not part of a dream. I opened my eyes and that was when I saw it.

She was silently masturbating in her seat

The long flight and the silence of everyone being asleep must have filled her with courage because I looked over and there she was, masturbating right in her seat. She had her right foot on the floor and her left leg up on the middle seat. She was sunken down so no one could see her. She had her phone up close to her face with her earbuds in while she held it with her left hand. Her right hand was worked under her skirt and stuffed into her panties. Her eyes were illuminated by the light of her screen and I could see them gently opening and closing as she worked. That rhythmic pulsing that I had felt was her let thigh twitching as she played with herself. She must gotten herself extremely close to an orgasm because I could see her hand really going at it between her thighs. She was breathing heavy and didn’t care that she was moving the entire seat anymore. She was committed and she was about to cum right there in her seat with a total stranger seemingly sleeping right next to her. I had to respect her level of dedication to her orgasm but I also felt a little bit left out. If she was in this kind of a need for an orgasm then she could have just telegraphed it back on the runway or something.

More next time

Anyway, I’ll let you know what happened next time. I guess I could have just let her finish, but that would have been no fun. Even if I made it clear that I watch the whole thing after she finished, she would have already cum and been done with it. If I wanted to get a piece of her while her pussy was still soaked and begging for attention then I had to come up with a way of injected myself into the situation. I’ll let you know the decision I arrived at next time and you might just be a little bit surprised.

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Hooking up with a Roommate – Part 2

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Last time I told you all about a roommate that I used to live with. She was a really hot girl who wasn’t getting what she needed from her boyfriend. Our rooms shared a wall and I could hear into her room all of the time. One of the most common things for me to hear was her masturbating in her room. She did it every single night and I could hear it all. On top of that, I could hear what she watching while she did it. She loved to watch spanking and degradation videos when she fucked her own pussy. I learned more about her through that than anything else. Anyway, she decided to tell her boyfriend about her desires one night and it didn’t go well. It offended him to the point of him storming out of the apartment. The interesting thing was that I learned she secretly liked being yelled at and insulted. As soon as he left, she went right back into her room to masturbate. I heard it all and I knew that I had to do something about it. She had a need and someone had to fill it for her.

I waited to be alone

She went out the next day and I put my plan into action. I need to find a way to gently humiliate her and give her all of the feelings that she needed to be sexually satisfied. I just couldn’t stand the thought of her having to take care of her own needs every single night. No one should ever have to do that. What she liked wasn’t even that strange. It wouldn’t have taken anything for her boyfriend to take care of her. He just decided that he didn’t want to do it. So, she was gone and I snuck into her room. I opened up her laptop and didn’t have to look far to find all of her porn. She had a lot of it and it was all spanking and humiliation. I kind of know a little about computers and TVs, so I set it up so the videos would play on the TV in the living room. I waiting there until I heard her coming up the hallway and started playing one of her videos right on the TV. I also made sure that it was nice and loud. It was supposed to be.

She walked in

She opened the door and walked right in. It took her less than a second to see that he porn was playing on the TV and she just froze. It was so loud that I had to turn it down just a little bit when I turned to face her from the sofa.

“I hear this disgusting smut playing in your room every single night!” I told her. She looked at me with a face full of horror and I could tell that she was taking all of this very seriously. “I’m sick and tired of having to hear you touch yourself in your room! Something has to change here! You’re being a very bad girl!”

I made sure that I was sounding stern and dominant. Her face flushed red and I knew that it was working. The bag that she had in her hand dropped to the floor and I turned down the sound of the spanking so I could lower my own voice. I sat there and stared at her and demanded an apology out of her. I told her to apologize for touching herself more than any girl ever should and she very sheepishly lowered her head to stare at the floor and told me that she was sorry. That was all I needed to move on to the next stage.

I got her over my knee

“Just apologizing isn’t enough for a girl like you. I need to give you something to remind you that you’re naughty and you should never touch yourself when you’re alone.”

All she did was nod while still staring at the floor and I could tell that she was eating all of this up. I ordered her to walk over to me and she did it immediately. I made her stop right next to my legs, the I really went for it. I grabbed onto her arm and pulled her right down so she was over my knee. I lifted her skirt and just went to town on her ass. I spanked her hard and fast for what seemed like forever. I only stopped to rub her ass cheeks so she could take some more. It was completely red by the time I decided to stop and she was close to tears. I could see that her panties were drenched through at this point and I knew that I did what I did very well.

I fucked her

I let her up to her feet and her face was beet red and she kept apologizing over and over again. I asked her if she liked it and she said no. The I asked her why her panties were soaking wet and she finally had to come clean. She told me that she loved it and she knew that she was naughty for loving it. I told her that it was okay and led her into her bedroom. I fucked the shit out of that girl that night. We just kept going and she couldn’t get enough of it. There are times when I wanted to leave but she begged me to stay and just try to fuck her one more time. I had to say yes and I don’t think I’ve ever been as sore and empty as I was at the end of it all. I’m also proud to say that I made her cum harder than she had ever cum on her own and I would know. I heard her do it enough to know exactly how she moved and she was much more intense than anything she had ever given herself.

She broke up with him

She ended up breaking up with her boyfriend after she found out just how much more fulfilling her sex life could be. We ended up hooking up a bunch more times in a similar way while she was single. She eventually started dating someone else and she told me that he was actually able to make her happy with her needs and desires. I was happy for her and all of the sex that we had together. It was just one more instance of a woman needing something that she wasn’t able to get from the person she was with. It happens a lot and you always have to be ready to give her what she’s missing. You never know when it’s going to happen, so just be prepared. They need someone to show them that things could be much better than they are. If you can make yourself that person then you’ll never have to look very hard for a hook up. Take advantage of every situation and you’ll always be rewarded. Be there to help them and they’re going to help you right back.

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Hooking up with a Roommate – Part 1

There’s never anything wrong with helping out a friend in need. In fact, being the nice guy can lead you to a whole lot of hooking up if you’re willing to do what’s necessary. There are lots and lots of women who aren’t getting what they need from the people they’re dating. Sometimes it’s because the people they’re with just don’t want to give then what they need. Other times, it’s because they’re just too embarrassed by it. It can take a lot to work yourself up to tell your partner what you really want from them. It leads to women that just totally unsatisfied in the bedroom. It should never happen, though. If someone have something that they really need then they should be okay with getting it form someone else. If you can’t get it the way that you’re supposed to then you have to be okay with getting it some other way. That’s the position that a roommate of mine found herself in a long time ago. She was dating a guy who was completely unaware of what she needed. When she made the decision to bring it up to him, he made it clear that he was unwilling to do it.

Our rooms were close

The apartment was set up so out bedrooms shared a wall. That’s the way that a lot of apartments work. The rooms were also set up so are headboards were both on the shared wall. It put us both in a position where we could easily hear what was going on in each other’s rooms at night. I could hear her getting dress and she could hear me watching TV. It was never an issue. It was just the way that it was. I should probably take this time to say that this girl was super hot. I mean, she was gorgeous. Men would fall over themselves just to get a look at her. I knew she was hot, but I also knew she was dating someone. On top of that, I was dating someone just as hot as she was. It was never a problem for us and I never made any kind of move on her. We were friends and we lived together. It was really that simple and things were going really well. The only time I remember her being upset was when she had a fight with her boyfriend, but I’ll get to that in a bit.

I heard her masturbate every night

One of the side effects of being able to hear her in her room was that I would constantly hear her masturbating. She had a vibrator and it was always running. I heard it so often that I was able to tell when she was getting close to cumming. I could hear that her ass was up off the bed and her legs were shaking by the noise that the bed was making. I can’t say that it didn’t turn me on, but it never affected our relationship. She was living alone with a roommate and liked to masturbate and it wasn’t a big deal. The only reason I mention it is that I could also hear the porn that she was watching. She tried to keep it low, but I still heard it all. I heard a lot of smacking sounds and could tell that she was fucking herself to spanking videos. It was clear that she wanted to be dominated by a man and punished whenever she was naughty and that was what turned her on and there’s nothing at all wrong with that.

I could also hear her have sex

Naturally, if I could hear her masturbate then I could also hear her have sex. She’d have her boyfriend over and they’d go at it all they wanted. I could tell that she wasn’t really satisfied by it, though. Knowing the kind of porn she watched, it was obvious that the sex wasn’t doing it for her. It was too slow and I never once heard the sounds of a spanking or dominance. It sounded like he just climbed up on top of her and slowly humped her until he came. I don’t actually think that she ever came. If she did, it was never as intense as the orgasms that she was able to give herself. On top of all that, I can’t remember a single time that she didn’t have sex, send him home, then immediately start watching porn and masturbating in her room. I heard it over and over again and it was clear she was unsatisfied. I felt bad for her, but I also felt that all she had to do was tell him about it and she could get it. I was totally wrong.

They had a fight

I was in my room one night when I heard them talking. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but I could tell it was a personal discussion. That’s when I heard it. She must have taken out her laptop because I heard the same porn that she watched every night. I could only assume that she was showing him what she liked. If girl told me that she liked to get spanked, I’d be very happy. This wasn’t the case for him. They immediately got into an argument. He just couldn’t handle the through that she was into something as disgusting as being spanked. I felt really badly for her, but it was none of my business. I just tried to shut it all out while they argued. He eventually stormed out of the apartment and left her all alone. I just kept to myself while it all played out. Everything eventually settled down and I got to sleep that night. It didn’t occur to me until the next day that I could actually do something about all of this. I could do something to make her feel better and give her all of the things that she’s always wanted.

More next time

I should also mention, before I go, that she went to town on herself that night. She didn’t even need porn. She was masturbating harder and faster than ever before. I can finally understand why. Her kink was feeling naughty and dirty. That’s where the spanking came from. When her boyfriend told her that it was all disgusting, it played right into her fetish. It turned her on to be told she was gross and pathetic. In fact, that’s probably why she was with him in the first place. He was so vanilla that he made her feel dirty just for wanting any kind of sex. It turned her on without either of them knowing about it. Either way, I’ll have more of the story next time. I had to do something about it and it was going to remain between the two of us. I was helping out a friend and I didn’t see anything wrong with it. I knew what she liked and I was more than able to give it to her. I’ll let you know all about how I did it next time and I won’t hold anything back.