List item nr 7: Join the mile high club

Even the greatest plans don't survive contact with the enemy. The quote comes to mind as you are sitting in the airplane. Alright it's not entirely fair, the thing causing you discomfort isn't really doing it on purpose. "Ofh" You sigh as another hard kick hits your uterine wall. It's 2 am, literally in the middle of the night and you start feeling really tiered. You where upp early in preparation, checking your bags so that you wouldn't forget anything, making sure you got all the important pappers with you, and making the last minute housework so that you wouldn't have to deal with it when you get back home. Doing all of this while heavily pregnant drained you a bit but as you said to Alex 'it's fine, i will sleep on the plane'.

You sigh again as the baby shifts again in your belly. Everything was fine when you where on the ground. Little John moved around like he used to. But as soon as the plane made high altitude he started moving a loot. Almost constantly shifting around, keeping mommy awake. You grunt as a hard kick hits you again from the inside.

The plane is quiet. Most other passengers either sleeping or watching some form of screen. You apologize softly in your head to your fellow passengers before you gently start crooning a lullaby directed at your little monster while soothingly stroking your belly.

God you hate that thing growing inside you. You tense up but this time not due to the next kick. Did you really think that? Then you feel the suffocating feeling of your anxiety grabbing hold of your chest. Its wrong of you to have that, that thing growing inside you. It's stronger now, stronger than it have ever been before. You are a man, stop pretending you are not! You turn towards your **** husband next to you. You only pretend to love him to cope! He is not entirely asleep but drifting on the edge between dream and consciousness. Waking him should not be a problem. You raise your head and look ahead in the aisle. The bathroom is unoccupied. No one would notice.

"Alex!" You whispers softly. Stroking his arm.

"Mmpfh" Alex breaths out comming awake. How could he betray you like he did? He turns towards you, the word what asked by his expression.

"We have our chance at number 7." You tell him. His expression doesn't change. "I am going to the bathroom down in front. wait five minutes before you come after and then knock tree times then once so that i know it's you, alright?" He nods in affirmative, taking the prospect of sex very seriously.

You stand up and make your way towards the bathroom. The thing even make standing up hard. As you move down the aisle you make sure that no one pays you any mind. Scream for help, you are about to get **** again! Thankfully no one does and you slink into the bathroom and sitt down on the toilet. What are you doing? You aren't gay! You don't like cock! Its just your curse making you think you do. You place your face in your hands trying to block your inner voice out. You fail. Wake up John you aren't a girl. You just won't deal with reality. You where **** into this body against your will and the guy who violated you is about to come down here and do it again while his freak spawn is torturing you from the inside. No, Alex isn't your ****, you love him. And little John isn't some vile spawn, he is your baby. Men can't have babies stupid, you are a man! You even named that thing after yourself to deal with the **** of the real you. Stop it, you are happy being a woman. Lies you tell yourself, but when you are alone you realize just how much you hate it. Haven't you been miserable and in pain the last few hours?

Tree soft knock at the door is followed by one. You breath a sigh of relief as Alex slipps inside. The small space of the in flight bathroom practically **** you to embrace. His luscious grin change when he gets a look at you. "Are you alright?" He asks sounding a bit worried.

"I am fine." You try to reassure him. He raises an eyebrow clearly not buying it. "Alright, the baby has been keeping me up." You admit with a sigh. "I don't think he likes flying very much." you add. Alex looks at you with pity. You shiver a little as his hand gently caresses your belly. You feel the anxiety starting to loosen it's grip.

"Are you sure we should do this then?" He asks giving you the option to opt out. Here is your chance don't do it.

You don't listen to the voice inside you growing ****. Instead you kiss your beloved husband. "Yes i'm sure. It might calm him down a little in there. And if it doesn't at least it might make the rest of the flight more bearable." You tell him. What are you doing?!

The limited space doesn't allow for much and your expecting belly doesn't help. You have figured that you really only have one option. You turn around in his arms and bend forward over the toilet, presenting your behind to him. Don't! His hands brush over your behind and gently squeeze it. Softly his hands move to the front of your pants and you feel him starting to unbutton them. Please stop.

The feelings of lust and love battles against the dark anxiety inside you. But with every step of progression the anxiety weakens. He slides your pants down exposing your naked butt and slobbering pussy to him. You feel your insides heating up to a feverish temperatur, begging to be filled. You hear the sip and rustle of Alex's pants behind you. You suppress a wordless gasp as you feel his fingers prod at your sex, gently teasing your entrance. The darkness of your subconscious tries to resist but it has lost it's voice. Then you feel his bulbous head press against your entrance. You bite down hard and suppress an ecstatic cry as he plunges inside you. His dick finally comes to rest inside your innermost part. His wonderful balls tickles your clit as they press against it. He stays like that for a bit. Content with feeling himself buried inside your warm flesh. He leans forward over you. His warm masculine hands slipning inside your clothes. Caressing upp your belly and feeling your swollen mammaries. Your anxiety is loosing. It just feels so right being here and now with Alex. Being this wonderful mans woman and carrying his offspring inside your belly. He playfully kiss your neck, sending further shivers down your spine.

"Do it." You whisper, your feminine voice impatient with need. He pulls back a little and then with swing his hips forward. Your bodies clap as they collide. He then starts fucking you. And with every stroke of his wonderful cock your anxiety and discomfort is driven away. No more shadows drawn from the past. Just the love between you two. You happily arc your back to allow him access to you as your body rocks with him. You feel the baby still moving around inside your belly. Shifting and kicking. His father places his strong arm on top it. Lovingly he caresses it as he rocks you. The motion turning you into a soothing cradle for your baby to fall asleep in. As your pleasure build your up your baby calms down instead, your baby daddy's ministrations making you both feel calm, safe and loved.

His warm hard cock feels like it's melting your insides with heat. He fucks you slowly, carefully, tenderly. You shiver with pleasure as his hot rod bottoms you out, the tip of his cock softly kissing the sealed entrance of your baby room. His hand moves down your pregnant belly and fond your entrance, his large fingers feels around where you two are joined. You fail to suppress a gasp as he lovingly starts rubbing your vaginal folds, paying extra attention to your sensitive clit.

You are close. His hard cock and nimble fingers pleasuring you. You love being at his mercy, submitting to your wonderful man. He knows that you can't stay long,yet at the same time he has to be careful not to cause to much of a ruckus. But he knows you more intimately than you even know yourself. He knows exactly how to touch you, how to move inside you, to cause you the most amount of pleasure without causing you to cry out in ecstacy. Carefully he continues to play you like a master plays an instrument.

Finally you cum together. His left hand fondles your sensitive tit as the right rubs your clit, his hard cock bottoms out one final time. Your own sex spasm with pleasure as your baby daddy's breeding tool twitch and spews his virile load inside you. The two of you pant with pleasure as you share in each others climax. You love him. That's the only thought that fills your mind. You love him, you love being his woman. You love having him inside you and receiving his warm splooge in your deepest part. The relief as the final part of your anxiety is exorcised as he cums inside you make you tear up a bit.

Coming down from your shared orgasm he is quick to pull out of you. Like a true gentleman he helps you stand upright again. With a tender hand on your belly he kisses you. You kiss him back, enjoying the moment fully. He breaks your kiss with a smile, your wonderful goofy husband. "I will go back to first alright?" He asks. You nod in response. He quickly leaves, making sure to slip out without opening the door to much. You take your time and clean the worst of his cum out before you make it back towards your seat.

You try to keep as low a profile as you can. Trying not to look like you have just been fucked as you waddle down the aisle. However the point is mute as you meet the eyes of a few passengers. Some look at you with disapproving disgust, others turn their heads in curious embarrassment, one even looks perversely approving at you. At first you feel a little embarrassed and scared that you are going to be apprehended. But as you make your way down to your seat you instead start feeling prideful. Damned right you fucked your husband just now! You plump your pregnant ass down into your seat. Giving your baby bump a loving caress. He has calmed down in there know. Good, now you might finally get som sleep. Happy, satisfied but tiered you close your eyes and lean back in your seat.