The Red Eye Flight to New Orleans
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I’ve always had a fantasy of catching a woman secretly masturbating on an airplane. In April 2017 on Alaska Airlines flight 32 from Seattle to Philadelphia, it finally happened.
It was a Sunday night, and because of some delays I’d been posted up at the airport bar for a couple hours putting down so IPAs. We didn’t board until after 11:00pm, and I was near the back of half-empty plane in 27C (an aisle seat) with an empty middle seat. A super attractive Asian business woman was long, straight black hair, nice jewelry, including a wedding ring, and a short pencil skirt was seated in the window to my left in 27A. She was very well put together, and I’m guessing she was half Japanese, half Caucasian.
I always make sure to wear a baseball cap, a hooded sweatshirt, and put in earbuds and put myself in a position where I can watch if something happens. I did that, and fell asleep right after take off. I figured I’d get some sleep—it was a 5-hour flight.
Fast-forward about 4 hours. We had started are descent, and there was steady turbulence as we continued to descend. As I woke up I made sure not to move, and took as look at my sexy seat mate in 27A. She was slouched low with a blanket over her lap. I could see her legs were spread. Immediately I noticed that she was breathing deeply, so at first I thought she was sleeping. Even though the cabin lights were still off, there was enough light to see, and after a minute or two I could clearly see her left arm/shoulder moving rhythmically, since there was a small gap where the gray blanket didn’t cover her white shirt. Moving down I could see the blanket “bumping” up and down between her legs where her left hand was placed on her pussy! Because I knew she had a pencil skirt on and could see her knees were far apart, I knew she had to have pulled her skirt up to get her hand on her pussy.
It was obvious she thought I was asleep, but it also crossed my mind that she liked the idea of getting off with me watching. The next 10 minutes were amazing. As we continued our descent the turbulence picked up, and was a steady “bump bump bump bump.” Think the same speed as when you’d be shaking a leg while sitting down.
I quickly looked up so I could take a look at her face. Her eyes were closed, and her lips were slightly open. I could see her neck, and could tell she was breathing heavily. Her “bumping” under the blanket was pretty slow and controlled, but picked up speed over the next few minutes. For her, there was no turning back at this point. She picked up even more speed, and I saw her legs and hips spasm and she orgasmed, continuing to rub her pissy with her business skirt pulled up, hidden under the blanket. In her effort to get off secretly, she couldn’t help but let out a quiet moan as she climaxed.
My heart was pounding too, and at this point I made sure to adjust and sit up slightly so she knew I was awake. Her timing was perfect, as the overnight lights came on maybe a couple minutes later as we started final approach. The cherry on top was watching her struggle to pull her skirt back down and readjust it while still covering herself with the blanket. I’m sure she was panicking a little bit!
When we exited the plane, I made sure to ask her if she got some sleep on the flight, mentioned how brutal red eye flights are, etc. She had a beautiful smile, and laughed, saying she has a hard time sleeping on them despite taking that flight often. I’ll never forgot that experience, and hope to catch more like her in future travels.
It was a Sunday night, and because of some delays I’d been posted up at the airport bar for a couple hours putting down so IPAs. We didn’t board until after 11:00pm, and I was near the back of half-empty plane in 27C (an aisle seat) with an empty middle seat. A super attractive Asian business woman was long, straight black hair, nice jewelry, including a wedding ring, and a short pencil skirt was seated in the window to my left in 27A. She was very well put together, and I’m guessing she was half Japanese, half Caucasian.
I always make sure to wear a baseball cap, a hooded sweatshirt, and put in earbuds and put myself in a position where I can watch if something happens. I did that, and fell asleep right after take off. I figured I’d get some sleep—it was a 5-hour flight.
Fast-forward about 4 hours. We had started are descent, and there was steady turbulence as we continued to descend. As I woke up I made sure not to move, and took as look at my sexy seat mate in 27A. She was slouched low with a blanket over her lap. I could see her legs were spread. Immediately I noticed that she was breathing deeply, so at first I thought she was sleeping. Even though the cabin lights were still off, there was enough light to see, and after a minute or two I could clearly see her left arm/shoulder moving rhythmically, since there was a small gap where the gray blanket didn’t cover her white shirt. Moving down I could see the blanket “bumping” up and down between her legs where her left hand was placed on her pussy! Because I knew she had a pencil skirt on and could see her knees were far apart, I knew she had to have pulled her skirt up to get her hand on her pussy.
It was obvious she thought I was asleep, but it also crossed my mind that she liked the idea of getting off with me watching. The next 10 minutes were amazing. As we continued our descent the turbulence picked up, and was a steady “bump bump bump bump.” Think the same speed as when you’d be shaking a leg while sitting down.
I quickly looked up so I could take a look at her face. Her eyes were closed, and her lips were slightly open. I could see her neck, and could tell she was breathing heavily. Her “bumping” under the blanket was pretty slow and controlled, but picked up speed over the next few minutes. For her, there was no turning back at this point. She picked up even more speed, and I saw her legs and hips spasm and she orgasmed, continuing to rub her pissy with her business skirt pulled up, hidden under the blanket. In her effort to get off secretly, she couldn’t help but let out a quiet moan as she climaxed.
My heart was pounding too, and at this point I made sure to adjust and sit up slightly so she knew I was awake. Her timing was perfect, as the overnight lights came on maybe a couple minutes later as we started final approach. The cherry on top was watching her struggle to pull her skirt back down and readjust it while still covering herself with the blanket. I’m sure she was panicking a little bit!
When we exited the plane, I made sure to ask her if she got some sleep on the flight, mentioned how brutal red eye flights are, etc. She had a beautiful smile, and laughed, saying she has a hard time sleeping on them despite taking that flight often. I’ll never forgot that experience, and hope to catch more like her in future travels.
Yvette
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