I can't believe what happened to me earlier this year and happy for a place where I can share it. If one of my buddies told me this story I would call him a fucking liar, but I swear to you this story really happened to me on my way back home to Batavia NY after a week long business trip.

My job has me traveling all over the country. The strain of being away so much was the final nail in the coffin for a lousy 10 year marriage. I don't miss my frigid and clingy ex-wife. I’m 35 and being single is the shit! I currently live with my nympho girlfriend Amanda. She’s young, open, and up for anything that I want to try. Amanda is everything my ex-wife wasn't. She is confident and not jealous or possessive. Amanda doesn't ask what I do when I am out of town and I don't ask her what she does when I am away. It is a refreshing change of pace from having to constantly report where I went, what I did, or who I talked to when I was married to Kate.

Layovers and delays are an unavoidable part of air travel. You might not like it, but you get used to it. So when I had a longer than usual delay on the final leg of my flight at the B concourse at O'Hare, I walked down to Starbucks and grabbed a double mocha latte espresso and looked for a place to plug my laptop in. After a week in Phoenix I was hoping to get home in time to take Amanda to dinner but with the plane projected to be an hour late, that wasn't going to happen.
I found an available outlet near the my gate and booted up my laptop and searched for a WIFI signal. I heard a sexy female voice say something from the row of seats facing me. At first I wasn't sure she was speaking to me and I didn't look up because I was trying to act cool. I sneaked a quick glance over the top of my computer screen to see a cute skimpily dressed brunette sitting by herself. She smiled and repeated herself a little louder. There was no doubt she was talking to me. “Hey, you got any good porn on there?” she asked.

She was young I would guess at about twenty-five. Her hair looked a little dirty and unkempt. She looked liked she had just been thoroughly fucked. My cock twitched. She had on white spaghetti strapped tank top, no bra, and a hundred watt smile to boot. I replied very seriously back to her, “Yeah I am watching Britney Spears doing a Shetland pony on Zoo Tube.”

The girl introduced herself as Jodi and then quipped back, “You’ll have to email me that link handsome.” We both laughed.

I would much rather talk with a hot girl than read email, so I shut down the computer and put it away. Jodi was on her way to Buffalo NY to visit her grandmother. I did my best to try and make my job as a corporate trainer sound interesting. Talking to Jodi made the delay tolerable. Every time she spoke to me she leaned forward and I got a glimpse of those perfect tits and hard nipples poking through the thin fabric of her shirt. I was glad I had my laptop case over my khakis because otherwise she would see the tent forming between my legs.

There were less than 25 people waiting in the gate when the plane finally arrived. I was actually a little disappointed that my visit with Jodi had come to an end so quickly. As we stood to get in line to board she asked me where I was sitting. My seat was at the very rear of the plane, Jodi's seat was near the front. I wished her luck and she touched my forearm and thanked me for making her laugh.

I sent a text message to my girlfriend letting her know that I was finally getting on the plane and then shut my cell phone off. I followed Jodi down the jetway and helped her throw her bag into the overhead compartment then made my way back to the empty rear of the plane. It would be nice to have the space to myself, I was planning to catch an hour long cat nap.

As soon as the plane took off, I reclined my aisle seat and closed my eyes. I have gotten really good at sleeping on airplanes and I quickly nodded off. The announcement that we had reached cruising altitude woke me. I looked up to see Jodi making her way down the aisle toward me. As soon as she saw me looking she pulled up her top and flashed her bare tits. No one else saw her do it, but it was obvious that she didn't care. She was carrying a blanket and she crawled over me and jumped into the middle seat next to me. She asked rhetorically, "Mind if I join you?"

I thought I was going to skeet in my pants. She sucked my earlobe and then whispered in a throaty purr “Are you ready to join the mile high club big daddy?” My heart raced and I nodded "YES". Jodi quickly slid out of her shorts and panties and covered us both with the flimsy airline blanket but not before I got a good look at her pretty brunette kitty. She took my hand and slid it under the blanket and between her legs. She shifted and lifted a knee so I could have easy access to her warm wet twat. I slid my fingers slowly across her slippery slit while she continued to nibble and suck on my ear.

I could smell the scent of pussy wafting up to my nose. She inserted her own finger deep into her wet hole and brought it out and stuck it into my mouth. It was sooooooo good. I wish we didn't have to be discreet because I love eating pussy. I took two fingers and pushed them forcefully into her waiting snatch. I enjoyed watching her expressions of passion while she bit down on her bottom lip to keep quiet. I loved how she gripped my fingers with her pussy muscles. I imagined my hard cock pistoning in and out of her tight pink hole.

Jodi slid her hand under the blanket and unzipped my pants and fished my throbbing cock out. She wiped a copious amount of pre-cum over the head and down shaft of my cock and started jacking me off while I finger banged her. The smells and sounds of slippery pussy filled the back of the plane. The flight attendant would surely know what we were doing if she walked back here. I could tell Jodi was ready to cum when she started spasming around my finger like it was a little dick. I have never been a big fan of hand jobs, but Jodi knew what she was doing. She had the right grip and the right rhythm. It felt sooo good. As soon as she started to cum, I let go myself and let my spunk fly. She kept pumping my cock with her hand, milking every drop. I was worried that the front of my pants would be soaked, but Jodi bent over and cleaned my dick with her mouth and licked every drop off her fingers. After she had cleaned us up in her own little slutty way she leaned over and gave me a kiss with an open mouth and probing tongue.

Jodi used her thong panties to wipe her pussy and then slid them into the pocket of my pants. She slid into her shorts and leaned against my shoulder and hugged my arm for the remaining 30 minutes of the flight. She never said anything else until the plane was parked at the gate and we were getting ready to de-plane. She tore off a corner of a magazine and scribbled her cell phone number on it. She said she would appreciate a proper fuck before she had to go back to Chicago. We kissed passionately and I promised to call.

When I got home that night my girlfriend and I made hot sweaty sex. It was so good. I wasn’t even tired from my mile high appetizer. The next morning after Amanda went off to work I found the magazine scrap and called Jodi. She was staying at her aunt’s house twenty minutes from me. Her aunt was old and obnoxiously religious so needless to say we couldn’t meet at her house. We agreed to meet at noon a few miles from my apartment at this chain motel. I was so hot and hard waiting for noon to come. It was the longest fucking two hours of my life.

When I got to the motel Jodi was waiting for me in the parking lot, driving her aunt's big Lincoln Town Car. She made no effort to hide the fact that she wanted my cock as she rushed up to hug and kiss me. We quickly registered and rode the elevator to the second floor and room 215. As soon as we were in the room, Jodi ran into the room and stripped off her clothes and jumped onto the bed, spreading her legs wide and spreading her pussy and begging me to fuck her. My dick was at full salute. I wasted no time stripping down and I walked over to the bed. Jodi dropped down to her knees and proceeded to give me the best blow job I had ever received. She took my eight inches down her throat like it was nothing. I was in amazement watching her take the whole thing down her creamy young throat. She massaged my balls and throated me like an experienced whore. I felt myself about to bust a nut. She must have known, because she stopped.

She crawled back onto the bed and pulled me onto of her. "Not just yet"….I wanted to lick that beautiful snatch. I went down on her like a homeless man being fed a prime rib slab. Her pussy tasted like salt and the unmistakable sweet but tangy flavor of a fertile young pussy. I fingered and licked her until she sprayed in my mouth. Jodi was a true squirter. I aggressively flipped her over and slipped my dick into her love box. It was so hot and wet. It was the best piece of ass I had ever gotten. She threw it back to me like a wild philly. After I had been pounding her hard and deep steadily for about five minutes I felt her walls start closing in on my dick. I’m sort of glad she started to cum when she did because one more minute and I would have needed the paramedics. Her pussy walls closing in on my dick made me loose my mind I jammed it in her good one last time and filled her up with a big thick load. She came down on my dick and screamed out loud and squirted again, pushing my cock out followed by a powerful stream of semen and girl goo. I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and wiped us off. We kissed and cuddled for a little while, but Jodi had to get back to her aunt's house. I left the room a happy man that day. I emailed Jodi two days later but never go a reply.