Sneaky Pussy Rubbing: Flying Solo At 39,000 Feet

Sneaky pussy rubbing on my night flight… 

Heading for New York, I was flying business class with British Airways – courtesy of my husband’s credit card. I was looking forward to a good night’s sleep on the fully reclining seat. Maybe I’d even manage a little sneaky pussy rubbing if the cabin was dark enough!

It had been a long day and I was tired before I even got to the airport. So, it was a relief to settle back in the comfortable seat and prepare for take-off. 

The safety brief was carried out by a blonde English flight attendant with outrageously large boobs. As she demonstrated how to use a life jacket, I found myself staring at her beautiful body, certain that she’d be pure filth in bed and wondering if she had joined the mile-high club… 

Mmmm… I’m already thinking of some sneaky pussy rubbing and we’ve barely left the ground!  

As we gained altitude and the release seat belt sign came on, I reclined my seat and gratefully accepted a large gin and tonic. Once we’d had dinner and another drink, they dimmed the cabin lights and we settled into the flight.
I stretched my legs under the blanket but although I felt tired, I couldn’t sleep. Possibly it was because I was feeling horny. I carefully looked around, and then slowly slipped my hand under the blanket for a little sneaky pussy rubbing.

It took a minute of discreet fumbling before I managed to ease my hand inside my tight yoga pants, then reaching down to play. Finding a comfortable position to gently rub my swollen clit with the tips of my fingers.

Most of the other passengers were either sleeping or watching films with their earphones. The business class cabin was quiet and only half full. But I got a massive thrill out of playing with myself so close to a bunch of oblivious strangers. 

I just love getting dirty in public! 

As I became more aroused by my sneaky pussy rubbing, I pressed down harder with my fingers. I rubbed myself with a steady rhythm, trying to keep my arm rigid and just use my fingers. As the pleasure grew I bit my bottom lip and tried not to gasp.

My fingers were soaking wet by now and I couldn’t resist slipping one inside. As I probed, I clenched my pussy tightly around my finger. The temptation to fuck myself properly was almost too much to bear.

I was desperate to cum, and was starting to get reckless. My breathing was becoming heavy and my back muscles were tensing. I don’t know if I lost my nerve, or if I just wanted to finish the job properly, but I pulled my hand away and stopped. I needed more than a bit of sneaky pussy rubbing!

Five minutes later I was walking briskly across the cabin to the toilets. Anybody watching would have thought that I urgently needed to pee. But I had a much greater need. Locking myself in, I pulled my yoga pants straight down and leaned back against the door. 

Having to improvise! 

No cucumber sex toy for me this time but in my handbag, I had a roll-on deodorant. The plastic tube was just the right size and width – and I was just wet enough. I shuddered with delight as I pressed it against my pussy and eased it inside. It filled me completely; at that moment it felt as good as any cock.

I didn’t waste any time and had already been close to orgasm during my sneaky pussy rubbing back in the cabin. I fucked myself hard with the deodorant tube, thrusting in and out, exactly like a man does before he cums. My wrist ached, but my pussy was ready to explode.

If any of the passengers were awake they must have heard me as I panted and moaned as I made one final effort with my improvised dildo. I reached down with my left hand and rubbed my clit hard. My entire body bucked as I shuddered in orgasm and squirted just as the busty blonde stewardess knocked on the door…

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