[SIDE CHAPTERS] Hawaiian Airlines, Flight 347!

While on a flight with Stacy and Tracy, another passenger is in the middle, between the two. They had never met him before, so the two would just chat across him, being in the aisle and window seats. He offered one of them his seat, so they could sit next to each other, but neither of them wanted the middle. Stacy was happy in her window-viewing seat, while Tracy always loved the aisle seat, being able to go and return without bothering anyone. With both of their hips being so thick, both sides of him were pressed against soft feminine side booty. And every time Stacy got up and returned, his whole all was rubbed with the side and back of her large rear.

During their chats, he could only sit quietly as their large tits bumped into and rested against his arms, whenever they turned to face each other. It was a ten hour straight flight to Hawaii from their location, so he was stuck there with no way to escape or to keep his erection from constantly going up. What were the chances that they would end up being mistakenly added to a group with a three seat section, and seated between two ridiculously sexy ladies.

The flight compartments have sound absorbing privacy dividers in front of and behind them, which are the same height as the seats. But somehow, the armrest was missing, so whenever one of the girls leaned over to the other side, he would get a crotch full of soft boob along with a hard nipple poking him right into the tip of his cock. It almost seemed like the aim was intentional, when he felt a tender nipple pressing right on the head of his penis, each and every single time.

Whenever one of them got up to wash their faces, his eyes were always closed and he was listening to music with his headphones over his ears, blocking out sound. Every time he had them opened, all he could see was ridiculous amounts of cleavage on both sizes of him. It did not help that they were both wearing tank tops with no bras, and the cold of the plane had their nipples hard and nearly poked holes in their shirts. Keeping his hands over his crotch, he was able to hide his erection, that was fighting to stay active. Deciding it would be best to keep his eyes closed, he tried to stay that way for most of the flight.

With this universe having no bathrooms, the only wash station was in front of his seat and they all had to share it. They would reach over him, to use the wash station for their hands, but whenever they used it for their faces, they boldly sat right into his lap. Tracy was the first one up and he flinched, when he suddenly felt someone grab his hands and move them to his sides. Opening his eyes, all he saw was a massive rear drop down and land right at his crotch, before he had time to react. Feeling the soft meaty shapely rear smash down into his lap, made his erection bounce-up with vigor and plant itself right into the groove of her butt crack.

Just to make sure he would be comfortable on the flight, he decided to wear loose sweatpants. And with both girls wearing cheek hugging and thong crack tight shorts, his pants were only molded around his cock. It was a motionless moment at first, but then she would move slightly forward to dip her face over the wash station and back again. But these movements only made those cheeks slightly part and press further back, which ended up squeezing his dick more and more into her butt. Completely unbothered by this, Tracy continued to wash her face, while his cock was slowly and extra gently guided into her crack.

One particular flight attendant would always come to their compartment, while one of them was on his lap and started asking him questions about how he was doing on the flight. She was only adding to the tease, whenever she saw how nervous he was with such a big booty covering his entire lap. While smiling with her eyes, she took advantage of the fact that he was not the type to rudely dismiss someone, but would try to always remain respectful and uncover one ear. At her angle, she could clearly see how his cock was being submerged into the crack of whichever girl was sitting on it and right now, she had a good view of Stacy's butt imprisoning his manhood. The obvious hardness of his erection aroused the flight attendant to wetness, so she stayed to enjoy the show and tease.

Stacy was occupied with her tablet, not caring about what was happening right next to her, but would occasionally reach back to scratch or rub her back. This movement caused her boob to noticeably lift and drop, adding to his arousal, whenever his eyes darted over to watch the involuntary movements. She leaned toward him, so she could clearly see what was happening. Still trying to hold the conversation with the flight attendant, he lost control of where his hands went and was too distracted to realize where he just placed them. Unaware that he had done it, his hand landed on the sides of Tracy's booty, as she remained there. Even after the flight attendant walked away, he did not realize where his hands were, as she started talking to him for the first time.

Still unbothered by the fact that she could clearly feel his cock deep in her butt crack, almost kissing her backdoor and his hands on the sides of her cheeks, she casually dried her face off. Tracy took her sweet time, sitting on his lap for a whole twenty minutes, while her booty unintentionally and effortlessly bullied his clothed dick. Once she was done and ready to return to her seat, only looked back and shared a smirk with Stacy, about his hands. Starting to stand, he could feel his cock being pulled and her cheeks slowly released it. The pressure her cheeks had on his cock, nearly pulled him out of his seat, lifting him slightly. Had she squeezed just a bit more, he would have cum right then and there, just from both the pressure and pulling movement of her booty. But when his hands seemed almost magnetized to her butt, he had to give a good pull to get them free, as he just realized where they were.

"Oh... sorry!" He says, embarrassed of his oblivious mistake and still mesmerized with generous booty view.

When his butt dropped back into the seat, being pulled a few inches upwards, they could all see his very tented pants and a small soaked stain at the tip. He was in a frozen stare, looking at massive booty directly in front of him. Tracy remained standing there, for him to enjoy the view a little longer, smiling as all three of them were watching him stare mindlessly at her butt. He never saw the flight attendant return, being too focused on how her shorts folded deeply and perfectly into the middle. Tracy could tell that all she had to do was sit back down and he would have exploded. Tempted to do so, her eyes went back and forth from Stacy's and his cock.

Still standing right in front of him, "Sorry for what?" Tracy asked, with her head turned, looking down behind her at him.

Eventually, he came back to his senses and blushed when he realized how long he was staring. He again covered his crotch, when he felt the wetness he finally realized she said something. His precum had leaked through them, as he cursed himself for deciding to go commando on a long flight.

"My hands... I did not mean to..." He started to say, but she cut him off.

"Okay sure whatever! It was easy for me to move them to your sides, so it's fine." She said moving back over to her seat, referring to his hands covering himself before she sat in his lap.

"Awww..." The flight attendant voiced, as she walked away. She sounded disappointed that he covered himself, so she returned to her duties.

He was about to clear-up that he was apologizing for them being on her booty, but with Tracy now back in her seat, he instead decided to try calming his erection. The flight however, still had another eight more hours and Stacy had not washed her face yet. Now halfway through the flight, Stacy's facing washing was just the same as Tracy's. The gentle buttjob and denied orgasm, had his cock insane with need. He almost started lightly stroking himself, but stopped when he realized what his hand was doing. Both girls saw it and snickered, at his blushing.

Eventually they both needed to rest, so they leaned away from him. First, Tracy pressed her shoulder into the seat, facing the aisle. Then she pushed her booty back and one of her sizable cheeks, spread over half his laps, coming to rest at his cock. His erection throbbed back to fullness at this, but when Stacy started doing the same, facing the window, his heart skipped to a faster beat. Now his cock was pressed between, what felt like a super-sized rear! Both their cheeks were pressing against each other with his cock and holding firmly within their smothering dual booty prison. The soft meatiness spread over his crotch so much that he could feel the top of his balls being smothered, as well.

He thought this was going to be the worst, because it was completely unmoving and he had no way to start thrusting, so he closed his eyes to try and endure it. And for several long minutes, the only movement was them breathing, now fast asleep. But then the seat belt light turned on and the captain gave the announcement of the rough turbulence ahead.

"What the heck is up with the timing?" He thought, as it almost seemed like they both got into position just when things were about to get very intense.

Each and every bump or rattle of turbulence, made their cheeks wobble, jiggle and bounce all over his cock and the top part of his balls. It was never together, giving the feeling of his cock being squished between soft alternating cheeks that were twerking on his crotch. Strangely enough, this was something Stacy had done to plenty of guys, with her booty dance skill. Although it was a good amount of jiggle and shake, it was never quite enough to push him over.

By the end of the flight, they had him so riled up and teased, he wanted to jump them both and tear their clothes off. But he kept his cool and sadly said his goodbye's to them, hoping to see them somewhere on the islands again. But little does he know, they are actually staying not only on the same island but also in the same hotel as him.