I can’t believe we finally got up the guts to do it, not write in I mean, I am talking about joining the mile high club!

I have always wanted to get into it on a plane, my boyfriend and I have been together for a couple of years and we travel a lot so it has always been a topic of conversation. It is hard not to think about it on a boring flight.

We had discussed plenty of times how we could get away with it and it has been a bit of a fantasy for the both of us.

The thing is when it has come down to it and we are on the plane neither of us has the courage to suggest it to the other.

It has become a bit of a stir between the both of us, we are so keen when we fantasise about it and talk about it a lot.

We tease each other how we will do it on the next trip and then, when we are on that plane, it never gets brought up.

So when we had a flight to the US for a holiday I thought it was time it was sorted out, there would be plenty of time for an opportunity to arise. I was totally preoccupied with it on the way to the airport and all through the first few hours of the flight.

It was a lot of fun thinking getting it on the plane especially on top of the anticipation of our unreal holiday we had planned, we were flying to L.A. were meeting up with some friends for a big party, it was going to be great.

But, as great as the holiday was going to be there was a long flight ahead of us and I was determined to make the most of it.

Eventually it was time for the cabin to be darkened and I saw my opportunity.

I got out of my seat and popped to the toilet. I didn’t need the loo, I just wanted to get myself worked up more.

I finished in the toilet and crept back to my seat. Without saying anything I rubbed my fully loaded finger under my boyfriend’s nose. He was shocked, but grinned from ear to ear when he realised what I had rubbed under his nose. I have quite a mild scent to my pussy, but it is one he knows very well.

I leant into his ear and whispered as quietly as I could while still being sure he heard me, “Follow me in a minute.” I didn’t need to worry that he wouldn’t know what I meant. He would know exactly what I was doing. I wanted him to meet me at the toilet.

I had made sure before I made my move that the hostesses were preoccupied enough not to notice what was going on so I wasn’t worried about them as I ducked up the aisle as if I was just heading to the loo again. Who knows, perhaps I had a dodgy tummy.

It felt like ages before he followed me, so I went to the toilet, which was a bit hard considering how nervous and excited I was. Then I washed my hands and put the seat down, so I could sit on the toilet to wait.

We had always said that if we did this he would follow and give a special little knock to let me know it was him and then I could discretely let him in. I thought it would be pretty hot for him to walk in to me waiting for him so I wriggled out of my pants and sat on the toilet with my pussy naked, waiting.

As I sat there I started to get a bit nervous. “What if it wasn’t him who came to the loo?” I thought, “We hadn’t actually prepared a specific knock, fuck this could be bad. Oh well, no turning back now.”

I jumped when suddenly after the nervous wait there was a patterned knock on the door.

We hadn’t planned a knock but there was an occupied sign so I didn’t see why anyone else would be knocking and I was pretty sure it was him. I took a deep breath and opened the door a slit.

Half expecting a freaked out stranger to open the door wide, exposing me, I was grateful when my boyfriend carefully slid in through the narrow gap and into the tiny cubicle. He smiled when he saw that I was ready for him.

He pulled his cock out the top of his tracksuit pants and I took it into my mouth, he was already hard but I really wanted to taste him. I quickly worked his knob deep into my throat a few times and he stifled a moan.

I could have kept sucking him for ages but we couldn’t be too long or we would be caught. I stood up and we managed to shuffle around so that my arse was on the sink and conveniently, it put my pussy at the perfect height for him to slide his cock into my pussy.

He pulled a condom from his pocket and I was glad, we don’t usually use them and I love his come all over me but it would be much easier to tidy up this way. He slid his cock into me and started to shaft me and it was everything we had expected.

The fact that we were at some ridiculous height in the air, hurtling across the ocean, stuffed into a toilet cubicle sneakily having a great fuck was a great experience. It was all the thrill of having sex in public but even better.

The worry that we might get caught increased our passion and our urgency and it was definitely a quickie. But those few minutes of hard-core shafting in that toilet was some of the best sex I have ever fucking had!

Fortunately we came simultaneously, biting into each others shoulders to stifle the noise.

I am not sure how successful we were, we got pretty noisy I think!

It is also such a confined space that it is difficult not to bang against the walls and the door when you are trying to have a comfortable fuck.

I wrapped the condom and stuffed it in the garbage. I had to clean myself up a bit, in fact we both did. Then we emerged from the toilet separately.

I am sure I got a few strange glances on the way back to the seat, however no one said a word to us so obviously our planning paid off and we got away with our first mile high fuck, I can tell you we will definitely be doing that again!

I hope you enjoyed sharing that, and a few photographs we’ve put in.

Love,

Liza xxx