Flight to Shimla
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By: Wolf Man ReX
It was early summer in Mysore, Deepak and his Aunt where at the airport ready to board their plane to Shimla. Deepak had problems with flying; the very thought of flying made him nervous enough to faint. His mother had warned his aunt about his phobia, Deepak had this problem ever since he was a child. Now even as a young man of nineteen he was still afraid to fly. Deepak’s aunt on the other hand was used to flying. He hesitantly got on board of the plane; the flight attendant showed them where their seats were. He walked as fast as he could and jumped on his seat pushing his aunt aside. Deepak had just met his aunt a week ago when she came to their house after she got her Degree from Bangalore University; she was a very open-minded woman nothing like Deepak’s mother.
Deepak gripped the arms of the airplane seat with both hands and rested his head hard on the back of the seat. The plane wasn’t even moving yet, but even the low rumbling of the engine warming up had him sweating heavily.
“Are you scared?” said the vaguely amused voice from next to him.
“No. I’m having fun here…,” he said sarcastically, stiffening visibly as the plane jerked and began to roll slowly forward. He didn’t even turn his head as he spoke to her, his eyes were fixed to the seat in front of him. It was obvious that he was not doing well.
“Damn, when your mother said you were scared of flying I didn’t think it was this bad.” She said in a more concerned manner. Deepak turned his head slowly, looking at the woman next to him. Her look of amusement turned to concern as the whine of the engine increased and Deepak’ breathing became fast and irregular. His aunt could see him sweating bullets; his arms were shaking violently as the plane began to taxi.
“My God, You don’t look so good,” she said, wiping her hand across his brow gently. “Come” she said sensitively drawing his head to her soft bosom and snuggling him closer to her protectively.
“Ok” He said trying to conceal his fear. He looked up at her and she smiled back at him kindly. He felt the warmth of her breasts against his face and he could feel her chest move up and down as she breathed. He felt comforted in her embrace, it felt like all his fear had vanished as she hugged him. Deepak just closed his eyes and drifted off to a safer place, without even noticing the plane had taken off and was in full flight now.
He finally woke up after a sweet little nap; he opened his eyes but couldn’t see much except a few dim lights in the distance, he slowly realized that he had dozed off to sleep after his aunt had held him against her chest to comfort him. The plane was almost dead silent except for the rumble of the engine and the distant murmur’s of people. Since it was an over night flight almost all the passengers were asleep tucked under their blue airplane blankets. He slowly and cautiously raised himself off his aunt being careful not to wake her up. He raised his head and looked around to see every one near him asleep.
He looked over at his aunt and was awe struck at the sight of her, her hair was down, and she had taken off her glasses. She looked stunning, her short black hair and her cute little bindi made her look like a princess. He couldn’t not believe it was the woman he boarded the plane with. She had a smile on her face even as she slept.
He had only known her for a week and in that week he really didn’t get a chance to talk to her or get to know her. And, now here they were on a plane going to meet her mother and father who were his grandparents in Shimla. She had to be only a few years older than him. Twenty-three or twenty-four maybe by the looks of it. He sat looking lovingly at her short Black hair, which flowed down to her face and her petite body. She was a little chunky but all her extra fat was in all the right places. She was also quite short about 5’6 or so; Deepak himself was approximately 5’11. She shifted slightly and opened her eye; she looked around a bit and then looked at Deepak smiling.
“Hey, you ok?” she asked quietly looking at him as she rubbed her eyes.
“Uh yeah I’m ok…it’s the take off that scares me the most,” he said smiling. “I can handle everything else”
“Ok, just relax we’ll be there in no time.” she said innocently. “Could you pass me a blanket?” She Asked as she Nuzzled closer to him.
Deepak leaned over and got two blankets from the compartment, which was in the back of the seat, which was facing him. He took them out of their plastic covering quietly being cautious as to not wake any one up. He handed one over to his aunt while covering himself with one.
“Get some sleep, it might help,” she said, snuggling under the blanket comfortably. “It’s gonna be better for you, if you sleep.”
Deepak snuggled close to her and wrapped his arm across the soft skin of her midriff, sharing in her warmth. Amrita opened her eyes for a moment and pushed his head gently back to her bosom. Deepak was very relaxed as he lay close to her; very soon, he was asleep snuggled softly in her arms.
Deepak was dreaming He was in a dark place, it was warm; there was someone there with him.
He could not see her face but he could feel her warmth as she snuggled him tightly against her bare body. Her skin to him felt as soft as silk and he liked how it felt. He could feel her floating around him naked, he could feel her naked body massage every inch of his naked body. He could feel her breasts as she encircled his gracefully; they were jiggling and seemed like heaving melons. She finally stopped after what seemed like an eternity. Now she was face to face with him but her head was lowered down he could not see her face, she stood there in front of him glowing brightly in a very and strange place when all of a sudden she pulled his head rapidly towards her beautiful and tender breasts. She let out a soft moan as he buried his face even deeper.
Her breathing got heavier and her breasts started to squeeze up against his face, he opened his mouth and let his wet tongue slip out and he gave her skin a quick and wet little flick, he tasted her sweat and he could smell her sweet aroma radiating from her skin. She swayed with him as he licked and inhaled her body aroma. He felt her warm thigh press against his semi erect cock, which was tilting towards her. She rubbed and kneads his cock with her body; he felt his cock stiffen as she moved. She swayed from side to side as he held on for all he was worth. He felt his balls stiffen and his head swell to the point to where it felt like he was going to drop, his knees felt weak and his body started to loosen.
So gripped was he to this strange trance that he didn’t realize he was on a plane until he started to hear a faint noise which sounded like it was far away from him, it sounded like a relentless beeping that seemed endless. As the noise got louder, the more aware he became of where he was. He slowly snapped back to reality in which he realized that all that had happen was some strange illusion. He hadn’t opened his eyes yet but he knew where he was and he definitely knew it was over what ever it was.
As he closed his eyes in resentment, again cursing himself for waking up he felt the same warm touch against his penis. There was no doubt about it, it was the same sensation he had felt in his trance, he was freaking out now as the sensation got harder and moved towards the tip, he felt a hand squeeze the tip gently. He opened his eyes in trepidation to see Amrita smiling as she had her hand over his cock. Obviously, he was confused, this was his aunt after all, he panicked and started to open his mouth to say something but he quickly realized he didn’t know what to say.
He looked her straight in the eyes and she looked back into his eyes but it was a very different look compared to the one he was giving her. Her look was that one of desire and his was one of bewilderment.
“Shhh…” she said calmly as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. “You’ll wake the passengers next to us.”
“What are you doing?” he hissed, feeling her grip his hard-on tighten as he tried to pull away.
She giggled softly, pulled his head back down towards her, resting it on the top of her cleavage, and rubbed the side of his face lovingly.
“Your not gonna let me have all the fun are you?” she whispered into his ear.
Deepak lay on her chest with his eyes open staring at the back of the seat in front of him. He mind was a mishmash of nonsense, every time a clear thought was about to break to the surface she would squeeze him again bringing him closer to the edge. Suddenly the situation became clear; he realized he would probably never have another opportunity like this again in his life. Her clutch on his cock slackened off and now her hands were around his back clutching him tightly bringing him ever so close to her. It was now or never for Deepak, he has a chance that is not going to come again.
He warily moved his hand up to her stocking covered leg squeezing it gently. He heard her groan softly. Encouraged by her vocal support, Deepak rubbed her gently moving up under her short black skirt. As he reached the top of her stocking, Amrita opened her legs slightly allowing him access to her. He reached expecting to feel the fabric of her underwear but felt only a velvety down of hair. She wasn’t wearing any panties! Amrita opened wider as Deepak ran his finger along her lips and between them spreading her fluids into the hair along its length and then rubbing it on the nub of her clit. It felt just like a woman’s lips soft and pouting.
“Good,” she purred bit by bit. “Now enter me.”
Deepak did as he was told plunging his index finger first and then his middle finger into her heated crotch. Slowly at first, he began to finger her, rubbing her clit with his thumb. He felt his fingers being coated by a layer of sticky moisture. It seemed to make his effort of fingering her easier.
“Mmmm…” she groaned.
She released the hug which she was involved in with him and clutched his cock hard and fast, she couldn’t enter his pants since it was too tight around his waist and she couldn’t unzip him, all she did was stroke his cock with her long finger nails.
“That feels good.” He said in a half-snuffed voice.
Deepak inserted another finger into her, plunging them to the knuckles and wiggling them as he moved them in and out. She increased her motions on him as he struggled to keep up with her. He could feel her juices running out of her onto his hand and all over her skirt. Her breathing increased, coming in soft ragged gasps as she began wiggling against his hand. Amrita’s strokes on his cock became frantic; he could feel the orgasm rising in as he increased his plunging to keep up with her. Suddenly just as he was about to explode inside his pants she stopped. Deepak looked up at her questioningly. “Follow me,” she whispered in his ear as she got up, her eyes looked glassy and distant. She pushed him away gently and got up moving out into the small corridor. Deepak frenetically tried to fix his cock so no one could see the tent it had made. He got up behind her hoping no one was awake to see his tented pants.
Everyone he saw was asleep as they walked past a few seats towards the back of the large aircraft. Amrita stopped in front of the door of a toilet stall, looking around quickly she leaped in and dragged him in behind her locking the door. She grabbed him around the neck and pulled him to her, kissing him passionately. Deepak struggled for control as Amrita kissed him forcing his lips apart with her tongue. As suddenly as she began, she stopped pulling away from him and stooping quickly in the confined space, unbuckling his belt and undoing his zip as she did.
“Sit down, Deepak.” she said calmly, pulling his pants and underwear to his ankles.
Deepak sat back on the cold surface of the metal toilet. He was delirious with exhilaration. He inhaled slowly as Amrita bent over and took his fully erect cock into her mouth. The orgasm began in him again, as he felt the heat of her mouth overwhelm him. On impulse, he thrust his hips forward shoving himself deep into her mouth ready to blow his load. Amrita pushed off him swiftly grabbing his balls in one hand and squeezing it.
“Not yet, sweetie.” she whispered. Turning to face the door, she shimmied up her skirt above her waist. Deepak stared at the round shape of her beautiful butt. She looked over her shoulder at him smiling.
“Lay a hand on it, don’t be afraid. Go ahead touch It.” she said encouraging him.
He reached and squeezed her right cheek softly marveling at the feel of it. Slowly he grabbed her and squeezed her hips as he brought her towards him. He put his face against her rubbing his face on her cheeks and kissing them softly. He brought one hand around to her front and traced the thin line of hair with his finger down through the soft mound of pubic hair and between the ridge of her lips. She moaned softly and pushed back her butt on his face. He slipped one finger inside her twirling it around and then took it out and tasted it. It had an interesting flavor, a bit salty but enjoyable nonetheless.
“You like that don’t you…” she purred.”Let’s have some fun.”
Amrita reached under between her legs and took his shaft, rubbing the pre-cum seeping from his head with her thumb. Carefully she leaned back, positioning it at her entrance and then sat back on him quickly burying him into her. Deepak gasped in pleasure as she thrust herself towards him.
“Feels good doesn’t it?” she purred. “Sooo…good.” She pushed back on him grinding her hips slowly and then jerking them forward. Deepak reached around her, pushing his hands under the elastic material of her top and then pushing it up to her neck freeing her breasts.
“Mmm…” she moaned again lifting her self slightly off him and then pushing back hard. “That’s good…you like that don’t you…?”
Deepak grabbed one of her large creamy breasts in each hand and fondled them roughly, squeezing and pulling on the nipples. She was bucking furiously against him now; it cause a rattling noise every time she pushed back. Deepak pushed forward on her feeling himself coming close to climax for the third time. He wouldn’t hold back this time, he pulled her back by her breasts and plunged forward as deep as he could go into her. They came together then, their sweaty bodies clinging together in unanimity. Her pussy milking him as he pumped his cream into her, jerking in pleasure with every spurt. Slowly and still breathing hard she got up off him, his now spent cock slipping out of her. She pulled her skirt back down and looked into the mirror smoothing her hair.
She turned and kissed him, their tongues tasting each other. She moved back grinning coyly.
“We’re gonna to have a lot of fun in Shimla .” she said.
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