In-Flight Entertainment

Eddie was a playboy - there was no other word for him. A dotcom millionaire by the age of thirty, by thirty-five he reckoned that he'd spent three million quid on just having a good time: holidays, booze, restaurants, parties and call girls. A lot of call girls. He reckoned that between 2000 and 2005 he'd spent a million quid on elite Kiev escorts. He'd even considered asking his accountant if he could write them off against tax - 'a necessary aid to executive relaxation'.

Right now, a particularly good looking young escort was sat right in the plane seat next to him. She was of medium height, with mid-length straight blonde hair, a slim, busty figure and - as Eddie had noticed as they climbed some stairs in the airport, about the nicest, tightest arse he'd ever seen on a girl. They were in the first-class lounge of a jumbo jet heading for New York. He knew that sexy young escorts loved to shop, and he reckoned that Lucy, his preferred escort for this trip, would give a particularly good performance in the bedroom of his penthouse suite if he and his credit card took her around the high-class clothes stores of Manhattan first.

The problem was that Eddie was horny right now - and, judging by the way she kept moving around and shifting positions in her seat, so was Lucy. But they were five miles above the Atlantic Ocean. What was to be done? The problem soon solved itself in Eddie's mind. he was an adventurous kind of guy. He leaned over to whisper in Lucy's ear. 'Want to join the mile-high club, sweetheart?' She cast him a sidelong look. She parted her full red lips and pushed out the tip of her tongue, as if thinking. She nodded.

They got out of their recliner seats and headed down the aisle towards the toilets. Checking behind them, they dived in and locked the door behind them. 'We haven't got long,' whispered Eddie when they were in. Lucy, it seems, had worked this out for herself and was busy unbuttoning her shirt. Soon she was down to her lacy pink bra. She pulled down the fabric of each cup so that her bra stayed on but her naked breasts jutted out, supported by the underwiring. Eddie bent over and began eagerly to lick each of her nipples to erection as she shuffled out her her skirt and lacy panties. This escort girl was a true adventuress. He'd never heard of anyone getting ninety percent naked for airplane sex before!

In a second, the sexy young call girl was on her knees in the cubicle. Business Class toilets were a little bigger than the ones in economy class, but not much - she had to squirm downwards between Eddie's body and the wall. He felt her keen fingers undo his belt and buttons and pull his trousers and boxers down in a single movement. This was clearly one sexy young escort who didn't believe in letting any restrictions get between her and the cock she wanted in her mouth!

And in her mouth is exactly where it soon was. All Eddie could see was the top of Lucy's head, but he soon felt his stiff manhood sinking into the warm wetness of her mouth. She kept her mouth open as wide as she could, and her tongue out of the way, until his cock was all the way in. Then she closed her lips around the base, moved the back of her throat against the tip of his shaft and let her tongue enclose and caress it in her mouth. She took some deep pulls at his cock, working her expert escort's hands underneath his balls tickle the rim of his anus with one of her long fingernails. The other hand ran up across his chest and traced the lines of his abdominal muscles, taut under the strain of all the excitement.

Eddie reached down for the sexy young escort's head, and, putting a hand each side of it, slowly guided her head on and off his cock, controlling the pace so that he didn't come too quickly. This might be a "quickie", but he didn't want it over in too much of a hurry!

The OWO was great, but the call girl was only fluffing him for the main event. Besides, Eddie knew that he'd never be a proper member of the mile high club if he didn't penetrate the young escort's pussy. He guided her head up, and the rest of her followed - the were standing face to face, and he could feel her hot breath on his cheek. She was as horny as he'd ever seen an escort. Come to think of it, she was as horny as he'd ever seen any woman.

Without any more messing about he placed his hands under her peachy arse, spread his feet wide apart for the sake of stability, and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his back. Gently, compensating with his leg muscles for the slight movements of the plane, he lowered the call girl, who was trembling with anticipation, on to the stiffness of his cock.

She was tighter than he'd expected, but incredibly wet. The tip of his cock popped into her first, then, slowly, he let her down a little more so that more of the shaft pushed into her - the weight of her body and gravity driving the work of squeezing his considerable girth into the tightest pussy he'd ever experienced.

He pushed hard into the escort's pussy. He knew that after all that OWO he wouldn't take long to come. But he thought it would take longer than it did. After a few strokes he pushed hard, just as the plane hit some turbulence. The vibrations drove him deeper into a girl than he'd ever been before. They both orgasmed at once, and crashed against the wall.

It was, Eddie thought, going to be a fun holiday.