Fly Me
Copyright 2013 Jade Blackmore
“Sir, Sir, you need to move over,”
Candy stood in the aisle while the stewardess tapped the young blond man on the shoulder. Splayed across two seats, he lie on his back, covered with a blanket while other passengers still battled for seats. “This young lady needs the aisle seat.”
“Oh, sorry,” he mumbled.
The middle-aged stewardess tapped her feet impatiently as the man uncoiled his legs.
Candy had never been on a plane before, but this short night flight from San Francisco to L.A. to was unavoidable. Her aunt had arranged a last-minute job interview for her with a movie production company, and bought her a plane ticket. So, here she was, facing her fear of flying at last. Candy took her seat. As the man sat upright, without the blanket to shield him, Candy got a good look at him. He seemed more like a porcelain doll than a real man. Dark blond hair just past his ears, the slight cleft in his chin and his cool, dark eyes gave him a sweetened Nordic look. His features weren’t icy or chiseled, but friendlier, like a hippie boy brought up in the snow. He noticed her fumbling with her seat belt, and buckled it for her.
“You don’t fly much, I can tell.” He slipped his hand over hers. “It’ll be fine.”
“This is my first time – flying, I mean.”She felt her entire body blush. “Oh, I’m very experienced at flying and other things,” She closed her eyes tight as the plane lifted off. He squeezed her hand harder. He didn’t let go of it until the plane was safely airborne.
“There, that wasn’t so bad,” He whispered, his mouth brushing against her ear.
Darkness permeated the cabin, punctuated by a few dim overheard lights. Most of the passengers slept or feigned sleep. The stewardesses puttered around in the back of the cabin.
“It’s so cold. Is it always this cold on a plane?” Candy rubbed her arms. “I wish I’d brought a sweater.”
“Here, let me warm you up,” He knelt in his seat and faced her. “Here. Put this over your lap,” He handed her the blanket. “And pull down your panties.” She obeyed. "You’re beautiful,” she whispered
“So are you.”
He slipped his head underneath the blanket and ate her pussy. She was already aroused from just the sight of him, and it took just a few licks to get her nice and juicy.. He undid his zipper.
“Lie down. Scrunch your knees up if your have to. “Candy moved into position, stretching her bare legs to either side of his skinny, kneeling body.
He smoothed his body on top of her, pulling the blanket over them. His warm breath against her face and the press of his thighs against her legs made her clit tingle. .
“Be quiet and they’ll never know.” He nibbled on her ear,
.“Ok,” she whispered.
His finger sought out her already wet pussy at ease with a probing finger.
He slid his other hand up to her lips and covered them, muffling her cries.
“You do it”, he whispered.
Candy pulled down his underwear and grabbed his cock. She stroked it, but the cramped quarters made foreplay difficult. She guided it toward her opening. With a minimum of fumbling, he eased his cock into her slick pussy.
Candy couldn’t see his body, so she indulged in the feel of it, his silky smooth chest rubbing against her as he fucked her, his warm mouth nuzzling hers with just a hint of grass on his breath. He moved, slinky and determined, underneath the blanket.
Candy heard a woman chuckle as measured footsteps descended toward the back of the plane. Were the stewardesses hip to them?
Even if they were, it was too late to stop. He cupped her ass as he rumbled inside her. The vibrations of the plane and the seats and the footsteps down the aisle intensified as the sensations grew inside of her. She clutched his back and pressed his sweaty body against her,s muffling his moans as he came. He relaxed, lying sated on top of her. He squeezed her ass, and she brushed her hand down his side.
She heard footsteps . He guided her arm on top of his ass and she pinched it. He pressed his sweaty face against her and kissed her. She ran her fingers through his hair.
Then he rolled off her, back into his window seat, taking the blanket with him. She pulled her skirt down and wiped some cum off her leg with a tissue. She waited a few minutes, smiling in the dark, before regaining her composure and walking to the restroom to freshen up. When she returned to the seat the lights in the cabin were back on, and the stewardess making an announcement about preparing for landing.
He sat in his window seat, and buckled his seat belt. His tousled dark blond hair covered his ears. She reached over and brushed it out of his eyes before buckling her seat belt.
He helped her with her suitcase and they walked off the plane with the other passengers, not speaking to or looking at each other until they got out into the walkway.
He caught her on the end of the walkway, took her up against the wall and kissed her.
“Aah, young love, isn’t it wonderful?” Candy overheard an elderly woman comment.
“There. I wanted to get a good long look at you before I left,” he said. He was more even beautiful in the light of the walkway.. Cute, elfin ears peeked out from behind his veil of dark blond hair.
“What, what’s your –“ she began.
He disappeared into the crowd headed for the gate.
She stood in the walkway, stunned barely able to pick up her luggage as other fliers scurried past her.
“Candy, Candy. There you are!!” Aunt Kay waved to her, emerging from a crowd of friends and family waiting to meet deplaning passengers.
“There you are, dear! My, you’re all grown up, aren’t you?” Aunt Kay gushed. “How was your flight?”
“It was… nice, “ she fumbled for a nondescript word so her busybody aunt wouldn’t get suspicious.
“See? I told you not to be afraid of flying. It can be a lot of fun, especially if you sit next to an interesting person.”
“That’s for sure,” Candy smiled, catching a final glimpse of the beautiful blond stranger as he greeted his friends in the terminal.
“Sir, Sir, you need to move over,”
Candy stood in the aisle while the stewardess tapped the young blond man on the shoulder. Splayed across two seats, he lie on his back, covered with a blanket while other passengers still battled for seats. “This young lady needs the aisle seat.”
“Oh, sorry,” he mumbled.
The middle-aged stewardess tapped her feet impatiently as the man uncoiled his legs.
Candy had never been on a plane before, but this short night flight from San Francisco to L.A. to was unavoidable. Her aunt had arranged a last-minute job interview for her with a movie production company, and bought her a plane ticket. So, here she was, facing her fear of flying at last. Candy took her seat. As the man sat upright, without the blanket to shield him, Candy got a good look at him. He seemed more like a porcelain doll than a real man. Dark blond hair just past his ears, the slight cleft in his chin and his cool, dark eyes gave him a sweetened Nordic look. His features weren’t icy or chiseled, but friendlier, like a hippie boy brought up in the snow. He noticed her fumbling with her seat belt, and buckled it for her.
“You don’t fly much, I can tell.” He slipped his hand over hers. “It’ll be fine.”
“This is my first time – flying, I mean.”She felt her entire body blush. “Oh, I’m very experienced at flying and other things,” She closed her eyes tight as the plane lifted off. He squeezed her hand harder. He didn’t let go of it until the plane was safely airborne.
“There, that wasn’t so bad,” He whispered, his mouth brushing against her ear.
Darkness permeated the cabin, punctuated by a few dim overheard lights. Most of the passengers slept or feigned sleep. The stewardesses puttered around in the back of the cabin.
“It’s so cold. Is it always this cold on a plane?” Candy rubbed her arms. “I wish I’d brought a sweater.”
“Here, let me warm you up,” He knelt in his seat and faced her. “Here. Put this over your lap,” He handed her the blanket. “And pull down your panties.” She obeyed. "You’re beautiful,” she whispered
“So are you.”
He slipped his head underneath the blanket and ate her pussy. She was already aroused from just the sight of him, and it took just a few licks to get her nice and juicy.. He undid his zipper.
“Lie down. Scrunch your knees up if your have to. “Candy moved into position, stretching her bare legs to either side of his skinny, kneeling body.
He smoothed his body on top of her, pulling the blanket over them. His warm breath against her face and the press of his thighs against her legs made her clit tingle. .
“Be quiet and they’ll never know.” He nibbled on her ear,
.“Ok,” she whispered.
His finger sought out her already wet pussy at ease with a probing finger.
He slid his other hand up to her lips and covered them, muffling her cries.
“You do it”, he whispered.
Candy pulled down his underwear and grabbed his cock. She stroked it, but the cramped quarters made foreplay difficult. She guided it toward her opening. With a minimum of fumbling, he eased his cock into her slick pussy.
Candy couldn’t see his body, so she indulged in the feel of it, his silky smooth chest rubbing against her as he fucked her, his warm mouth nuzzling hers with just a hint of grass on his breath. He moved, slinky and determined, underneath the blanket.
Candy heard a woman chuckle as measured footsteps descended toward the back of the plane. Were the stewardesses hip to them?
Even if they were, it was too late to stop. He cupped her ass as he rumbled inside her. The vibrations of the plane and the seats and the footsteps down the aisle intensified as the sensations grew inside of her. She clutched his back and pressed his sweaty body against her,s muffling his moans as he came. He relaxed, lying sated on top of her. He squeezed her ass, and she brushed her hand down his side.
She heard footsteps . He guided her arm on top of his ass and she pinched it. He pressed his sweaty face against her and kissed her. She ran her fingers through his hair.
Then he rolled off her, back into his window seat, taking the blanket with him. She pulled her skirt down and wiped some cum off her leg with a tissue. She waited a few minutes, smiling in the dark, before regaining her composure and walking to the restroom to freshen up. When she returned to the seat the lights in the cabin were back on, and the stewardess making an announcement about preparing for landing.
He sat in his window seat, and buckled his seat belt. His tousled dark blond hair covered his ears. She reached over and brushed it out of his eyes before buckling her seat belt.
He helped her with her suitcase and they walked off the plane with the other passengers, not speaking to or looking at each other until they got out into the walkway.
He caught her on the end of the walkway, took her up against the wall and kissed her.
“Aah, young love, isn’t it wonderful?” Candy overheard an elderly woman comment.
“There. I wanted to get a good long look at you before I left,” he said. He was more even beautiful in the light of the walkway.. Cute, elfin ears peeked out from behind his veil of dark blond hair.
“What, what’s your –“ she began.
He disappeared into the crowd headed for the gate.
She stood in the walkway, stunned barely able to pick up her luggage as other fliers scurried past her.
“Candy, Candy. There you are!!” Aunt Kay waved to her, emerging from a crowd of friends and family waiting to meet deplaning passengers.
“There you are, dear! My, you’re all grown up, aren’t you?” Aunt Kay gushed. “How was your flight?”
“It was… nice, “ she fumbled for a nondescript word so her busybody aunt wouldn’t get suspicious.
“See? I told you not to be afraid of flying. It can be a lot of fun, especially if you sit next to an interesting person.”
“That’s for sure,” Candy smiled, catching a final glimpse of the beautiful blond stranger as he greeted his friends in the terminal.