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TITLE: Fly In Class Pt 2 - Snoring
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The aircraft had been airborne for a long while. The fasten seatbelt signs were off, lights had been dimmed, and the few passengers in the first class cabin recline their seats and started to doze off.

I’d booked the seat beside me to avoid some unnecessary chatting, use the time for finishing some work, and to enjoy some extra space. I tried not to think about Jessica, avoiding eye contact with her, because that would make the waiting more painful. Only after she served my meal, I thanked her with a subtle wink. When she came back to clean up, I stroked the back of her left knee, rubbing her knee-pit with my middle finger in small circular motions. She bit her lower lip and almost dropped the dishes to the ground…

Snoring sounds were coming from the passengers around me. My heartbeat picked up its pace in an otherwise peaceful and quiet surrounding, as I could feel her fixed look from a short distance. My gaze met hers and then traveled south to her neck, collarbone, and intoxicating breasts.

Quietly, Jessica came and sat beside me. Without a word, she unzipped my pants, pulled out my hard cock, and bent over, licking the tip while her soft hand stroked the shaft. “Ah!” I moaned involuntarily, then tried to cover it with some slight cough. I looked around.

Snoring, still.

I closed my eyes enjoying the warmth of her reception as she licked, sucked and teased. It felt like electricity running from my crotch and up my spine.

I rested one hand on her scalp, pinching her earlobe with another. Then I ran my hands lightly down the back of her neck, scratching her shoulders. In the meantime, she slowly took in my cock in her mouth inch by inch until she reached the base. She stopped there and sucked hard, my cock kissing the back of her throat and my balls cupped by the warmth of her gentle hand. I almost fainted in sensual pleasure and felt like I was flying in the air, even though technically we were flying in the air.

She then slowly retracted her mouth, releasing my shaft inch by inch until her hot lips wrapped tightly around my tip and her tongue swiftly teased my opening. I arched my back and rolled my pelvis to grind my bulbous head against her soft and warm tongue. She didn’t stay for too long before her head bobbed up and down, steadily and dedicatedly along my shaft. I closed my eyes and savored the heavenly feeling of my most sensitive organ being sheathed in the warmest and softest reception. Her rich, rose-red lips formed a ring of cushion, slithering across my entire length in a rhythm that was in line with my heartbeats.

With a hand caressing her hair, I inserted another hand into her blouse, into one side of her bra. My fingers explored within the tight space between her lacy bra and her warm flesh until they burrowed to cup one entire boob. My hand rubbed, fondled and pressed. As I stroked, her boob jiggled in my hand so lively like a rabbit. At the same time, I circled one or two fingers around her puffy nipple and areola, pinching from time to time, making her little bud tauter and tauter. Her skin felt so soft and smooth like the finest silk, so warm like a hot spring spa.

A different form of softness and warmth was engulfing my manhood. We worked in a synchronized fashion. She bobbed, I rubbed. She swirled her tongue around my corona, I circled my fingertips around her nipple. She stroked my shaft, I squeezed a handful of her breast. She held my balls, I pinched her nipple. As I pinched, Jessica slightly groaned in the back of her throat and gave me a misted sultry look.

As the eye contact escalated, she turned the intensity of her suction up to eleven. Her hand stroked my shaft in uncontrollable passion, her tongue swirled and rolled, whirling me higher in a revolving spiral. Her palm massaged my balls simultaneously, pushing me towards the quivering climax. My face agonized, my fingers embedded in her scalp. In a low voice, I whimpered, “Jessi...” as a warning to say I was about to cum.

Keeping a flirtish stare on me, she relentlessly stroked harder, swirled faster, sucked stronger and pumped wilder as if to say “show me what you get”.

With an audible “pop”, a thick load exploded in her mouth. Her head jerked as a gorgeous stream of hot juice smashed against her palate, and splashed into many smaller streams and drops. She whined in a tiny frothing sound back in her throat, but she didn’t stop stroking me. In a split of a second, I shot another stream of cum, and another, and more. My manhood jerked, writhed, and squirmed, coating her entire inner jaw white.

She stroked my shaft and patted my scrotum until the frenzy completely diminished. Her moves were so pacifying like a mother gently rocking a cradle. I retracted my hand from her blouse and lifted her chin to plant a tender kiss on her forehead. When I tucked a strand of strayed hair behind her ear and looked at her pristine face, I saw a winner’s grin, a grin dubbed by a trail of cum leaking from the corner of her cherry-like lips and drooling down her chin. She wiped the dribble off with a slender finger and looked up to me with a visible swallow. It was such a sexy and erotic devour.

I blinked her with gratitude. Her long eyelashes fluttered as if to say, “wow, such a thick load!” I smiled shyly and mouthed her, “only for you, my princess!” The moment was so harmonious and cordial as our eyes locked on each other.

I decided to do something for her in return. Tracing my right hand along the ravine of her spine, I turned my upper body to face her and roamed my left hand around her breasts, her abdomen, and down south. When my hand finally reached into her skirts between her thighs, I found her lacy panties already soaked in her slick juice.

Throughout this peaceful post-orgasm Kenjataimu, one of her hands had been wrapping around my cock the entire while. Now, as I rubbed her delectable womanhood through her wet panties, she started stroking me again. Little by little, my cock gradually gained its strength.

“Hun, can you straddle over me? I want to get inside of you.” I whispered.

“Space is so tight here. People might hear us. Let’s go to the bathroom. It’s a more private space. You go and I will follow.” She replied in a tiny voice.

I nodded, zipped my pants and stood up. I checked the surrounding.

Snoring, still…

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