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# Ass Up in the Air
By Blue P

It was the same year as Prince Harry and Meghan’s royal wedding. During the summer of 2018 two young people, worked at the Whippy Dip in Monroeville, Indiana, their hometown. There they fell in love over a shared cup of “Wild Cherry” ice cream while on break. It was sweet, intense, but shorter than either of them wanted it to be.

Their entire romance lasted only through the summer. Then they were both off to school, and bigger and better things. But today, 8 years later, would be a day of reunion. A time to catch up and maybe even hook up for old times’ sake.

“Chuck? Charlie Culp? Is that you?” asked Kim, in a thrilled and excited voice.

“Kim Seidman?” Chuck responded equally thrilled and surprised. The two spontaneously embraced and kissed on the lips in a moment of unrestrained happiness. Smiling and happy, they were oblivious to the other passengers who were queuing up to board the flight to Denver.

It was destiny which allowed their paths to cross at Midway Airport in Chicago that day in mid-November, just a few days before Thanksgiving. Kim, now a freelance graphic artist, had flown out of New York City where she resides. She would be interviewing for a job at the Denver Art Museum.

As fate would have it Chuck, who now lives in Chicago, was also traveling to Denver for a feasible assistant coaching job at the University of Colorado. It would be a big step up from coaching high college basketball.

The flight was scheduled to depart at 8 PM. The reunited love birds insisted on sitting together. The flight wasn’t fully booked, so the gate agent gladly accommodated their request. The pair were seated in aisle 34 on the Boeing 737. Conveniently 5 aisles from the lavatory.

Half an hour after taking off, as the flight crew dimmed the cabin, it was clear that Chuck and Kim had both swiped right once again. They began making out as the plane zoomed through the starry night sky above Iowa at 500 miles per hour. It felt as though they were back in 2018 again. Just picking up where they had left off.

“I want to feel you inside of me.”, Kim whispered in his ear.

“Have you ever done it in an airplane before?”, Chuck asks.

“No, but I’m willing to give it a try.” Kim softly says in an almost intoxicated voice. Recalling how chuck knew how to pound her pussy just right. Not that she hadn’t experienced others since. It’s just that Chuck had earned a place in her personal hall of fame, and he held one of the keys to her heart.

The blue glow cast inside the cabin by the LED overhead lighting provided the perfect ambience and mood for what was about to go down. The 737 has two unisex toilets at the rear immediately across from one another.

Kim was a little nervous, but she was more interested in fucking in the air for the first time. Chuck had earned his Mile High Club credentials back in school during his playing days. This would be his third, and he wondered possibly his last time busting a nut at 30,000 feet. He decided not to distribute his past aerial exploits with Kim.

The lavatory was ridiculously tiny. However, there was a window which made the space seem larger. Chuck, being the expert, reasoned that their best bet was to fuck doggy style. Kim agreed, turning her back to him while lowering the pants to her blueish-gray track suit along with her panties. She rested her hands on the toilet cover leaning forward with her face practically touching the acrylic glass window. It was pitch black outside the plane as they flew over Nebraska an hour away from Denver.

French kissing while rubbing on a woman’s box at all times made Chuck’s cock hard as a rock. He was beyond ready to penetrate Kim’s soaking wet kitty. His only regret was that there wasn’t enough space for him to taste her sweet pussy nectar. He recalled that she tasted better than the “Wild Cherry” ice cream they shared at the “Whippy Dip” back home in Monroeville.

Chuck turned to his right to open the water faucet. Wetting his hand and pouring water on his dick. He then entered Kim’s warm tight womanhood from behind. Chuck was surprised at just how tight she was after all these years. She almost felt like a virgin he wondered to himself.

Kim was enjoying Chuck’s fat 9-inch-long Cock. He at all times knew how to work that thing, she wondered. By now Chuck was in a rhythm. Driving his shaft in and out. After five minutes, another passenger interrupted Chuck’s cock stroke count. He was trying to reach 100 pussy strokes before giving Kim his full load.
“Is anyone in there? It sounded like and older lady.

“Yes! I’m on the toilet” Kim replied back.

The old lady went away. But it signaled to Chuck that he should blow his full load sooner and not later. The next knock could be from a flight attendant or God forbid, even a US Air Marshal.

Kim’s legs were beginning to shake as her pussy juices ran down her inner thighs. Chuck was going hard in the paint trying to hurry up. Then Kim asked him to stick it in her ass.

Chuck was surprised because the Kim he knew was not adventurous like that at all. In fact, she was a prude. He figured that this must be something she began while away at art college in New York. So, he stuck his cock in her ass. The funny thing was that her asshole was much looser than her pussy.

The truth of the matter is that Kim didn’t allow guys she dated to fuck her naturally, unless she really wondered they had potential. There were only three men who even came close to measuring up. Chuck was number one. All the others got blow jobs and if they knew how to eat her pussy really well, she might let them fuck her in the ass. She did meet some amazing clit lickers in her travels. Which explains why she had such a gaping rectum, yet such a sweet tight pussy.

Chuck finished off in Kim’s ass. He did such an amazing job pounding her ass that she wanted to give him some ATM treatment, but there was no room to even turn around. The lavatory was as constrained as a telephone booth, like the ones you see in old movies.

Neither Chuck nor Kim found what they were looking for in Denver, but at least they found each other. A good fuck is hard to discover on the ground. Let alone in the air.

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