Red eye flight to Orgasm-vile

So when I was in my senior year of high school, I and some of my classmates were selected to take our one week spring semester trip to Peru (yes this was indeed a private high school). Included on this trip was my ex boyfriend D who had broken my heart by breaking up with me on little pieces of paper in math class (we were all far too young to be considerate individuals… aka High School kids). We had been amicable in the years past but I was still a bit salty and sad about the whole thing. I still found him attractive and definitely would have let him fuck me if he had wanted me, which leads me to the plane ride.

We had gotten to the airport and we had found out we were sitting next to each other. I was in an aisle seat and his best friend P was next to him while he was in the middle. I had thrown a blanket over both of us and proceeded to lean on his shoulder while watching a movie. At about 11pm people around us started to doze off but I was listening to music when I felt his warm hand caress my leg. I felt electricity sparkle across my body as he started to rub my thigh. I looked at him in his bright blue eyes and smiled. I shifted under the blanket so that my left hand rested on my crotch, lightly rubbing my middle finger on the seam of my pants, and my right hand inched over to his already hard cock through his gym shorts.

I quickly glanced over to his best friend P sitting next to my ex D, my heart jackhammering in my chest, to see if P had noticed, but he was asleep. I heard my ex gasp slightly as I fumbled my hands under the elastic of his shorts to grab a hold of his cock.

As I stroked his warm cock precum oozed out of the tip and I dexterously lubed up the head of his penis and slid my other hand under my pants and I found my own little button. Feeling my wetness squelching around my pussy lips, I began to stroke us both, quietly and quickly. His cock straining against his shorts and my hand motion clearly visible beneath the thin blanket. He locked eyes with me, his breath becoming deeper and I could see his desperation.

I could feel my wetness growing as his eyes pleaded with me to make him cum. I wanted to pull my pants down and ride his cock in front of the whole plane, but I wasn’t quite as daring as I am now.

Just as I couldn’t take it any longer my ex exploded in my hand, his cum dripping down my fingers as he leant forward, embarassedly fiddling with his shoes to cover up the mess he had made under the blanket.

He whispered ‘omg I can’t believe we just did that’, and grinned. A few minutes later he fell asleep and I proceeded to use my cummy fingers to finger fuck myself with his jizz before cumming hard and wiping my hands on the blanket he had also used as a cum rag😌