sherl
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So, I posted a couple of days ago how I'd love to make a guy cum through his pants. My fantasy involves being in an airplane and the guy being a stranger. I got lots of PMs, so I guess it safe to say, some men think the idea pretty hot!
It has basis in real life. I was on a flight from Texas to Boulder for a work. I caught a flight later in the evening to be on time for my 8:00 AM meeting. I was seated next to a gentleman wearing slacks and very obviously nothing else. I could see the outline of his cock resting on his upper leg area. He was casually reading that damn skymall magazine. I couldn't keep my eyes away. I keep pretending to be reading the latest Jodi Picoult, but I keep glancing back. It took everything in me to not reach over. I swear, I even think my palms were itching. I kept adjust my seat belt, just to be able to grab and jerk something. I started rubbing the spine of my book, like it was the head of a dick. I mean, the little circles and everything. After about 30 minutes, the flight attendant came and I ordered a vodka to give my hands something to do
Big mistake, I drank to fast and started to get a little flushed, I kept playing with my cup of ice and I think the sound of the ice swishing in the plastic cup started to annoy him, as he looked over at me, and it wasn't an "I want you to manhandle my dick" kind of look. I smiled weakly and picked up my book. Appearently, his turning to glare at me jostled his cock a little because I could totally make out the head now! I was like fuck, this is getting worse by the minute, and I still have about an hour and 15 minutes till we land. WTF am I gonna do?? I'm totally going to get arrested for assault!
Another excruciating 20 mintues had passed, I and was getting a headache from the Vodka chug and eye strain from trying to stare and not make it obvious. I decided the best course of action was to go the the bathroom and relive myself. I excused myself and as he stood up, and "accidentally" rubbed my ample bottom near his package. As he was a good 8 or so inches taller than me, I mainly rubbed his upper thigh, but I took what I could get.
I went to the bathroom, sat down, dropped my pants and proceeded to take care of business. Which believe me, in those damn tiny bathrooms isn't as easy as you think. I was so wet, it didn't take long at all. I was so embarrased and shocked as I had never done anything like that before. I washed my hands and headed back to me seat. (rubbing against him again by the way). I sat down, and felt so naughty. I could still see his cock outline, but no longer the head. I kept thinking he could smell me. I mean, I washed my hands and cleaned the best I could, but I still had that faint cum smell on my hands.
Once we landed and I got to the hotel, I took I warm shower, and took care of myself much more thoroughly. Till this day, every time I get on a plane, I check the lap of every male passenger sitting next to me.
It has basis in real life. I was on a flight from Texas to Boulder for a work. I caught a flight later in the evening to be on time for my 8:00 AM meeting. I was seated next to a gentleman wearing slacks and very obviously nothing else. I could see the outline of his cock resting on his upper leg area. He was casually reading that damn skymall magazine. I couldn't keep my eyes away. I keep pretending to be reading the latest Jodi Picoult, but I keep glancing back. It took everything in me to not reach over. I swear, I even think my palms were itching. I kept adjust my seat belt, just to be able to grab and jerk something. I started rubbing the spine of my book, like it was the head of a dick. I mean, the little circles and everything. After about 30 minutes, the flight attendant came and I ordered a vodka to give my hands something to do
Big mistake, I drank to fast and started to get a little flushed, I kept playing with my cup of ice and I think the sound of the ice swishing in the plastic cup started to annoy him, as he looked over at me, and it wasn't an "I want you to manhandle my dick" kind of look. I smiled weakly and picked up my book. Appearently, his turning to glare at me jostled his cock a little because I could totally make out the head now! I was like fuck, this is getting worse by the minute, and I still have about an hour and 15 minutes till we land. WTF am I gonna do?? I'm totally going to get arrested for assault!
Another excruciating 20 mintues had passed, I and was getting a headache from the Vodka chug and eye strain from trying to stare and not make it obvious. I decided the best course of action was to go the the bathroom and relive myself. I excused myself and as he stood up, and "accidentally" rubbed my ample bottom near his package. As he was a good 8 or so inches taller than me, I mainly rubbed his upper thigh, but I took what I could get.
I went to the bathroom, sat down, dropped my pants and proceeded to take care of business. Which believe me, in those damn tiny bathrooms isn't as easy as you think. I was so wet, it didn't take long at all. I was so embarrased and shocked as I had never done anything like that before. I washed my hands and headed back to me seat. (rubbing against him again by the way). I sat down, and felt so naughty. I could still see his cock outline, but no longer the head. I kept thinking he could smell me. I mean, I washed my hands and cleaned the best I could, but I still had that faint cum smell on my hands.
Once we landed and I got to the hotel, I took I warm shower, and took care of myself much more thoroughly. Till this day, every time I get on a plane, I check the lap of every male passenger sitting next to me.