Sky High Tween

During the waning months of the first big wave of the pandemic, I was obliged to go to Tokyo for a business meeting. It was only a little risky because not that many people had returned to flying and the second generation of vaccines was still pretty effective. I had all of my shots and was ready to go. The meeting was a huge success and I packed quickly for my red-eye flight back to San Francisco.

The waiting area was far more deserted than I think I've ever seen. It was mostly tired looking business men, but there was a family of 4 as well. The two children were both girls, looking to be about 8 and about 12. The older one looked up when I was looking their way and smiled welcomingly, like she was happy to see me. She even waved a little; subtly so her sister wouldn't catch the movement. I smiled and nodded at her in turn, then found a seat.

After we'd boarded, I discovered that I'd been booked in the last row of the business class, right in front of the mid-deck bathrooms and curtains, alone in a row to myself. In fact, there wasn't anyone in my row or the one in front of me. I settled in prepared to attempt to fall asleep as soon as they turned off the lights.

I saw the cute girl boarding after me and she smiled again as she walked by. After most of the boarding had been completed, a flight attendent came up.

"Sir, I have an unusual request" she said "there is a passenger in coach who has a medical condition that requires she be close to a bathroom, and all of the seats nearby in coach are full. She doesn't particularly want to sit by herself and asked if you would mind if she took one of the unoccupied seats in your row?"

"Of course" I replied "I'm all alone here and wouldn't mind some company!"

The flight attendant returned with the cute girl in tow and introduced her as Jenny. I moved over to the window seat so she could be on the aisle. The flight attendant pulled out two blankets and handed them to us, then left to return to the coach cabin.

"My name is John" I began "how long were you and your family in Japan?"

"Almost two weeks" she replied and my estimate of her age went up a little based solely on her voice, which seemed more mature than her body. She was quite short and had what appeared to be a very flat chest. I wondered if she was actually a trans girl, but discounted that due to her voice. She was wearing a short skirt and a white t-shirt; I could see through the t-shirt that she had on an undershirt, but no obvious bra.

She seemed to notice my attention and turned her body in my direction, which caused her shirt to gape a little at the top, revealing her undershirt, which actually had narrow straps and exposed a little of the top of her chest. Her movement also caused her legs to show as her skirt rode up a little more. Her body language clearly was flirtatious.

"How old are you?" she asked boldly.

"I'm 62" I replied honestly, though I stubornly believe I don't look older than my late 40's. "How old are you?" I asked in return.

"I'm 12 but I'll be 13 in two weeks" she replied, blushing slightly. "Is that too young for you?" she asked coyly.

"Too young for what?" I replied smiling.

"I could see you checking me out in the airport and again when I was sitting down" she said "Do you like little girls?"

"That's an odd thing to ask a stranger" I replied.

"Excuse me" she said and got out of her seat and disappeared behind the curtain.

When she returned, I noticed it seemed like she had removed her undershirt for some reason. And her skirt somehow seemed shorter; I know that some girls roll over the top of their skirts to make them shorter at school.

She smiled sweetly at me and sat down again, making sure her skirt rucked up to show lots of leg.

"So" she said "we were talking about how you like little girls, weren't we."

I looked at her again and smiled this time. "Am I so transparent?" I asked.

"You noticed immediately that I'd taken off my undershirt and that my skirt was shorter. You practically undressed me with your eyes!" she said.

"You know what my medical condition is?" she asked me. I shook my head and she grabbed my hand and stuck it under her skirt. "I have a condition called ‘being horny' and you seemed like a way to deal with that."

She smirked and continued "I didn't really need to use the bathroom, I just told the attendant that so I could sit next to you."

My hand under her skirt touched bare skin, since she'd obviously removed her underwear as well and her cunt was totally smooth as befitted a girl so young. And I could tell that she was already wet as I stroked my fingers up and down her slit.

I was, in fact, quite interested in her. I'd never had the opportunity before to act on my attraction to young girls. Somehow this girl had perceived that attraction and was giving me my opportunity. As my hand roamed under her skirt, she moaned and arched her pelvis to increase the pressure.

I realized that we should wait until lights out to do more, so I withdrew my hand and made a big show of first smelling my fingers and then licking her fragrent fluids.

"We need to wait for lights out, so we aren't disturbed" I said.

"Of course, but I'm going to talk dirty to you until then" promised the little girl.

"I have to assume you aren't a virgin" I commented.

"Not for a long time" giggled Jenny. "I was playing doctor with the neighbor boys at 5 or 6 and sucking cock by 8. I lost my virginity with a candle soon after but I didn't start fucking until I was 10."

"That's really sexy!" I replied.

"I thought that after the plane takes off and the lights get turned out, I would first try to kneel on the floor and suck your cock!" Jenny said lasciviously. "I want to make sure you last a long time when you fuck me, so I hope it doesn't take you a long time to get it back up!"

"On that topic, I have a solution" I replied and pulled a small pill case from my pocket. "Before overnight flights, I always fast beforehand, so my little boner pills will be extra effective. I might not lose my erection for hours."

"Promises, promises!" replied the little girl, leering at me.