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Archive name: plane.txt (MF, exh, reluc, mast, mile-hi)
Authors name: Scott Benson (scott_subtoy@hotmail.com)
Story title : Plane Fun

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Plane Fun (MF, exh, reluc, mast, mile-high)
by Scott Benson (scott_subtoy@hotmail.com)

***

A little blackmail, and getting a hand in the bargain 
has its rewards, and drawbacks.

***

He made himself comfortable in his seat and closed his 
eyes as the long airplane flight began. He must have 
fallen asleep for as he gained consciousness sweet 
dreams of Laura's soft body faded from his mind. As he 
thought more about her sexual body that didn't quit, he 
felt slight stirrings in his loins. "Darn! Why now?" he 
thought as they grew into more distinct pleas for 
relief. He thought of the cramped design of the rest 
room and looked to find a line of several people queued 
at the rear of the plane. 

"Well, that's out." He recalled a passage in one of his 
books from a 'special' section of his library that 
described a dilemma such as this. In that instance, a 
blanket was placed on the lap to hide the activity 
underneath. He had never understood how to deal with 
the mess or how to prevent facial expressions and body 
reactions from giving the situation away. He considered 
the problem and decided that using his handkerchief 
would absorb most of the sticky mess.

As he looked over at the girl seated next to him, along 
the aisle, intending to ask her if she would get the 
blanket from the overhead compartment, he was surprised 
to find her smiling eyes staring at him. He had always 
wondered if women observing him could tell when he was 
very horny so now her crafty expression led him to 
believe that she did at least. 

Or had he mumbled things during his dream? Well, she 
was just going to have to deal with it, he thought, as 
he asked her politely to retrieve the blanket for him. 
After getting the blanket, he placed it over his lap 
and settled down to dream more of Laura.

His musings were interrupted abruptly as he felt some 
movements on top of the blanket. He quickly opened his 
eyes and saw the girl beside him leaning in his 
direction with her hand placed on the blanket. His 
confusion increased as he saw the playful look in her 
eyes as she asked, "How much?" 

"Huh?" he responded, not deriving any meaning from her 
question. 

"How much are you willing to pay me to help take care 
of your little problem here?" she whispered back. 

"What little problem?" he replied, still not 
understanding. 

She pushed her hand down on the blanket, causing his 
aching to increase, and said, "This little problem."

Feeling very defensive, he angrily shot back, "What if 
I 'don't' want you to help me take care of it?" 

Fury welled in her eyes as she replied, "Then I'll just 
remove this blanket so everyone can see what you are 
doing," and snatched the blanket aside. As she looked 
down at his lap, disappointment spread over her face as 
she found that his pants were not open and his hands 
were innocently at his side. 

"Well, I'm glad I wasn't entirely wrong," she cooed as 
she indicated the small spot of moisture barely 
discernible on his pants. She moved her hand over to 
his lap and began to rub the spot with her fingers, 
smearing the sticky substance and causing more to seep 
out through the material.

He was so dazed at her bold actions and the pleasurable 
sensations her hand was creating that he could not 
carry through on his resolve to make her stop. In fact, 
his utter disbelief that this could and was happening 
added to the pulsing desire raging in his loins. Her 
caressing became more determined and she moved her 
other hand to her lap and opened her pants, to his 
further amazement. 

He stared as he could just barely see the tender flesh 
between her legs as she slipped her hand there. Shaking 
his head, he was finally able to gain enough clarity of 
thought to act. He grabbed the blanket and spread it 
over their laps. Not long after the blanket was in 
place, he felt the initial spasms that indicated that 
the girl's skillful stroking would soon take him to a 
climax. 

As he flew over the edge, he tried desperately to 
control his body. He heard soft groaning from the seat 
next to him and realized that she had also gotten off. 
The sweet release flowed through his body, almost 
overwhelming the intense outrage he felt at the girl 
for taking advantage of him and the situation.

She moved the hand from between her legs to her face 
and licked the pearly liquid from her fingers with her 
lips. She played a bit in the soggy morass in his lap 
with her other hand before wiping it on his pant leg 
and removing 
it from under the blanket. She looked at him and said, 
"I hope you enjoy your sticky mess, 'cause you deserve 
it for not letting him shoot off somewhere else." 

After that, much to his surprise, she lifted her end of 
the blanket off her lap and folded it over on top of 
his. She grabbed her pants, pulled them up around her 
waist, snapped them shut and zipped up the zipper.

"Enjoy the rest of your flight," she shot at him as she 
leaned back in her seat and prepared to doze off, a 
contented smile on her face. He kept the blanket 
concealing his lap until the plane touched down. As he 
got to his feet, he quickly donned his coat and 
buttoned it to hide the wet stain. 

The girl smirked at him when he started to carefully 
walk down the aisle, trying to minimize the discomfort 
that the sticky-wet ooze caused.

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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