There was hardly anyone on the plane. Rory and I had an entire section of seats all to ourselves. He was lying as comfortably as he could against the window. I was settled on his chest, with a blanket covering the both of us.

It was a long flight overseas, so we were watching movies to pass the time. My knee was getting uncomfortable pressed against his leg, so I adjusted myself in a way that had my hips straddling his.

My head laid in the crook of his neck, I couldn't help but give him sweet kisses. His body was so warm, his skin smelled of a clean outdoor musk. My body got wet and sensitive.

His eyes were still glued to the comedy on the screen. I wanted him to pay more attention to me. I let my nails softly drag against his stomach. Slowly climbing up to his chest, watching his breathing deepen, his body jerk at the ticklish sensation.

I circled his nipple while biting at his ear. It took all my strength not to leave any marks on his skin. His lips pressed together as the grip on my ass got stronger. Watching the movie was becoming a struggle for him.

I look around at the mostly dark airplane. Very few people were around. The ones that were didn’t pay us any attention. I placed my hand on what little seat there was available and rose above him. I locked my lips on his before he had the chance to protest. I drank in his heavy breaths and moans, melting my brain. I kept teasing his nipple as I slowly started to grind against his now hardening cock.

I break the kiss and let my lips lavish his throat.

“Hah— hah— what're you doing? Someone will see.” He was so cute when he looked helpless.

I grin down at him. “Don't worry. There's hardly anyone here. Just keep your voice down. Everything will be fine.”

I pull him out of his sweats. The thick rod that I was greeted with made me ravenous. Rory's face was turning a bright red, his head was turned away from me. Avoiding my gaze.

I lifted my skirt to reveal my bare pussy, already soaked. I move slowly, so as not to create any attention on me, and glide my folds over his cock. Lubricating him from base to tip.

“Jasmine, where are your panties!?” He whisper-yelled in my ear.

“Shhh,” I scolded him. “Don't worry about it. Just be a good toy and let your mistress play with you.”

I continue sucking his neck. Cock in my hand, slowly stroking him. Relishing every hushed moan and groan in his voice.

“You still got that condom?”

His eyes go wide. “No, you told me to just put the condoms in the luggage. Remember?”

He's probably right. “Well, I guess you're just not going to cum then, huh.”

I take his cock in my hand, and lower myself on it. Every inch of him entered me like it was my saving grace. I was fully seated on him, mouth next to his ear, and a hand on his chest. His jaw hung low as his cock became completely enveloped in my warm, wet pussy.

As slowly as I could manage, I pulled him out of me. I wasn't able to keep a steady pace for very long though. The close proximity of him had my clit grinding against his abdomen. I was filled with a sweet electric sensation from my legs to my teeth. I couldn't stop myself from grinding against him harder and faster, chasing the high.

“Oh my God! Don't move your hips like that!” His hands gripped my hips, desperate to slow me down.

“I'll cum if you keep doing this. Slow down. Please slow down—”

—

I couldn't focus on anything with Jasmine's pussy holding me like this. It was so warm and soft, all my body wanted to do was to let go of all this building pressure and enjoy the boneless bliss. I gotta think of something else.

Something else, something else, something else.

My eyes darted around the cabin and caught the flight attendant making her way down the aisle with the drink cart.

I took one look at Jasmine, and she was completely lost in her throes of pleasure. Her eyes closed, lip between her teeth, her face turning red. We were about to be caught.

I held her waist as still as I could, trying to slow her pace. It took nearly all my strength, but eventually it wasn't entirely obvious that she was humping the very life out of me. She tried though. I could tell by the desperate plea in her eyes that she was frustrated.

The cart had rolled up behind Jasmine, and the lady had no one to talk to but us. “Snacks? Drinks?”

“No, we're fine. Thank you.” Jasmine told her.

The cart was gone as quickly as it came, and Jasmine had instantly gone back to riding me. I wrap a hand around her neck to will her to stop.

“We can't do this anymore. That was too close.”

“Oh— babe.” She whined.

“No Jasmine. I don’t want to be arrested when we land.”

“It’s fine. Just don't do anything to get us caught.”

She lifts the bottom of my shirt up, exposing my chest.

“Let me take care of you.”

She takes my nipple in her mouth. The gentle caress of her tongue starts to numb my brain. My body moved on its own. Her supple ass was in my hand, so smooth and soft. Her wet cunt was still around my dick, I couldn't stop my hips from sliding in and out of her.

“Such a good boy, using my pussy.”

The soft commanding tone she used on ‘good boy’ sent a vibration down my spine. I nearly forgot to minimize my moans.

“Fuck, I'm really close— please mistress, can I cum?”

She giggled, “No. You're not wearing a condom. They'll know what happened if you soil the seats.”

I held my bottom lip in my mouth. I've never whimpered before, but the building pressure with no guaranteed release had me begging like a small puppy.

The strokes became tighter. My hips began pounding harder. The sounds of her dripping wet pussy being slammed into got louder.

I felt her breath on my neck. “Poor thing. So sensitive and fraught. You're going to cum, aren't you?”

“Mmmhmmm—”

“You'll have to pay the price if you do. You know that?”

“Mmhmm—”

“Alright. I suppose I'll let you cum if you want. What do you say?” Her tone teased me.

“Thank you, mistress.”

I had her mouth on mine again. My hand gripped her bare ass like my life depended on it. I trailed my other hand under her shirt, along the bare skin of her side. My tongue grabbed hers and I kissed her like I was trying to pull the air from her lungs.

My mind couldn’t handle the feel of her soft skin, the taste of her tongue, the grip of her cunt. I seized up, clamping my hold on her flesh as I filled her sweet pussy. My screams filled her mouth and died in her throat. I was frozen. My head was completely gone. My body twitched as I felt my stomach flatten, giving her everything I had. I was completely numb and unprepared for whatever devious punishment was in her mind.

I blinked to see the overhead buttons above me. Not too far off from them was the flight attendant.

“Is everything alright?”

Humiliation flooded my face. “Uh…yeah. Just trying to get some sleep.”

She gave me a huge grin. “Well, alright then.” Just like that, she was gone again.

Jasmine was still on my chest, chuckling.

“How long was she there for?!”

“Not a clue.” She smiled at me. “Don't worry. If she saw anything, she had a good show.”