It was a HOT August day and I had not flown in a week. I thrust open my hangar doors and pushed my little red and white Pitts S1S biplane out into the sunshine. After a brief safety check I slid down into the cramped cockpit and ratched my 5-point safety harness as tight as I could stand (I was going to practice the Advanced Sequence for the next contest.
A little primer and the Lycoming IO-360 roared to life. I quickly taxied out to the runup pad and after a few quick checks, pointed the nose down the runway and let the bad-ass 230 HP engine do her thing.... in seconds we were airborne climbing at 140 mph at a 50 degree angle. It took about 10 minutes to reach the "practice box" where I looped, rolled, hammered, pushed, spun upright and inverted for the next 30 minutes. Then headed back to the airport.
I was daydreaming about my ex-girlfriend, how damn HOT she was, total sexual cocaine - how every man would stare at her when we walked into the bar, the nightclub or wherever. My pretty cock was growing. I undid my safety belts and pushed my faded blue jeans down my thighs. I held the control stick in my left hand and grabbed my beautiful cock with the other. I held the little aeroplane as steady as I could while I stroked my cock - my mind focused on a fantasy. We were in the bar, she pretended to be alone - a stranger approached her, bought her a drink and before long his hand was on her thigh and up caressing her pussy. He wispered somthing in her ear. They both got up and left out the back door into the alley. I followed, keeping my distance. I watched her as she pulled down his pants and swallowed his huge cock in a dark corner of the alley.
I was jacking off at 3000 feet 160 MPH - my fantasies raced - soon I exploded onto the cockpit floor and onto my jeans - streams of white-hot sperm, thick goo over my little aeroplane. I visualized her taking his load, spilling out her red-hot lips. I pushed the nose of the biplane over, built up some speed and pulled her into a tight loop, at the top a snap-roll followed by a screaming dive to the ground.
5 minutes later I was on the ground - I pulled up my jeans before taxing back to the hanger. It took me a while to clean up. Yeh baby - she's hot stuff.
A little primer and the Lycoming IO-360 roared to life. I quickly taxied out to the runup pad and after a few quick checks, pointed the nose down the runway and let the bad-ass 230 HP engine do her thing.... in seconds we were airborne climbing at 140 mph at a 50 degree angle. It took about 10 minutes to reach the "practice box" where I looped, rolled, hammered, pushed, spun upright and inverted for the next 30 minutes. Then headed back to the airport.
I was daydreaming about my ex-girlfriend, how damn HOT she was, total sexual cocaine - how every man would stare at her when we walked into the bar, the nightclub or wherever. My pretty cock was growing. I undid my safety belts and pushed my faded blue jeans down my thighs. I held the control stick in my left hand and grabbed my beautiful cock with the other. I held the little aeroplane as steady as I could while I stroked my cock - my mind focused on a fantasy. We were in the bar, she pretended to be alone - a stranger approached her, bought her a drink and before long his hand was on her thigh and up caressing her pussy. He wispered somthing in her ear. They both got up and left out the back door into the alley. I followed, keeping my distance. I watched her as she pulled down his pants and swallowed his huge cock in a dark corner of the alley.
I was jacking off at 3000 feet 160 MPH - my fantasies raced - soon I exploded onto the cockpit floor and onto my jeans - streams of white-hot sperm, thick goo over my little aeroplane. I visualized her taking his load, spilling out her red-hot lips. I pushed the nose of the biplane over, built up some speed and pulled her into a tight loop, at the top a snap-roll followed by a screaming dive to the ground.
5 minutes later I was on the ground - I pulled up my jeans before taxing back to the hanger. It took me a while to clean up. Yeh baby - she's hot stuff.
