You really shouldn't stand up. Do you move anyway?
You pretend to not notice her and keep sleeping
She shuffles in front of you, her leg brushing against yours. A tiny amount of come slowly drips out.
You keep tensing, but it’s too late. You feel the heat building up, soon a bigger twitch rushes through you. More comes out. You still try to control the flow, but it spurts out anyway.
There’s no denying it now—you’re coming in your pants. In the middle of an airplane. Between two women you don’t know. The realization washes over you, and with it, a strange sense of surrender. You give up, your muscles relax, and the rest follows: warm and unstoppable.
The younger woman did not notice your struggle, she is now pretty far down the aisle. It seems your orgasm lasted longer that you thought.
Your underwear is stained. You lie there, a mix of shame and euphoria coursing through you. Your head feels light, your body still buzzing from the release. The high lingers, even as the embarrassment sets in.
What have you become?
Even in the darkness of the airplane the wet spot on your leg is pretty obvious.
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