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You tap Emma on the shoulder and whisper your plan to her. She undoes her seatbelt and begins climbing over you to get to the aisle. As she does so, you hook your fingers into her jeans to stop her for a moment. It's dark in the plane, so you feel safe risking a quick suck of her sweet tits. She grinds on you ever so softly as you squeeze them through her tank top, before popping them out over the collar one at a time.

You've had dirty moments with Emma in front of other people before. More than dirty, in fact, seeing as you've been fucking her and glazing her with jizz in front of her friends for months now. But it's never been this many people, so close, and so completely unaware of the scene taking place right next to them. You let out a soft hum of contentment as you plant your mouth over one of Emma's nipples. As you pop your mouth off and taste the other, Emma sucks air through her teeth and grabs your head. You're just about to really dig in when you see the stewardess making her way down the aisle. You stuff Emma's bosom back under her shirt and let her go. She gives your dick a squeeze as she passes, and heads down the aisle towards the bathroom.

You decide to wait 5 minutes before following after her. The delayed gratification is driving you crazy. You can imagine Emma is getting pretty fidgety in the bathroom, too, all by herself. Probably masturbating already, bless her little soul. Probably thinking about you and your swollen cock. Or maybe she's thinking of more than one. It's getting difficult to sit still, you can almost smell her. You finally check your phone and see it's been long enough, and you try not to look too hurried as you undo your seatbelt and get up.

You give three sharp raps on the bathroom door, and Emma unlocks it, beckoning you inside. She's already topless, and she licks her lips as you step inside and close the door behind you. One of her hands slithers down your front while the other pulls your head in close to hers. You trade spit as she unzips your pants, and you barely get a chance to squeeze her ass before she sits down on the covered toilet and leans forward. She doesn't waste any time teasing your cock, you're both way too pent up for that. Instead, she immediately wraps her lips around your cock and starts leaning in, letting your entire length slide through her slick mouth and down her throat. You grab the sink for support as you almost lose the strength in your legs. Emma takes your cock so deep that she's almost kissing your balls.

You can feel a hot shiver traveling down your spine, and push Emma up off of your dick. The feeling is almost enough to send you over the edge, but you fight the urge and stand Emma back up. You get a handful of her tits as you make out, while awkwardly trying to reorient yourself in the tiny lavatory. A heartbeat later, Emma is pressed against the mirror, tits flat against the glass, and you're pulling down her denim shorts, already dark at the crotch with a stain of her juices. The plane itself starts to shiver as you guide your head to her slick pussy and start to slowly thrust inside. By the time you get all the way in, the plane is starting to shake and rumble. Emma is loving it, and so are you. You hear some muffled announcement from the pilot about turbulence, but then Emma interrupts with an elated cry.

"Fuck me faster, John! I want to cum while we're both shaking!"

You wish she wasn't so loud about it, but you're not one to refuse a lady. You can see Emma's face in the mirror as you start to really give it to her, cutting sultry eyes at you and biting her lip. It's as if she knows how nervous you are about being caught and is trying to tease you with it. After all, she doesn't care. She starts to squeak as your balls slap against her pelvis. Your mind is starting to fog over, you can't believe how turned on you are right now. You take Emma by the hips and pull yourself into her faster and faster. You start to grunt alongside her, forgetting the fear of being caught. It's only spurring you on to fuck her even harder. So what if somebody finds out? Your girl is a complete slut and you'll use her whenever and however you want. Maybe Emma's sluttiness is finally rubbing off on you. Both of you moan louder and louder.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Emma is almost shouting now.

"Emma! You're such! A good! Fuckhole!" You gasp in response. Both of you are thrusting back and forth in equal rhythm, made easier with the tight walls bunching your bodies together. Every time you thrust back into Emma, she gets a tiny bit louder.

The turbulence has almost completely masked the sound of you and Emma slamming each other. You hammer Emma's pussy up against the bathroom mirror, leaving it smeared with sweat and saliva. Emma sticks her tongue out, losing herself in the excess of it all. She starts to let out a squeal and you clap your hand over her mouth. She screams into your palm as she cums, soaking the booty shorts around her ankles as well as your pants. Before you can finish and join her, the plane suddenly smooths out and calm returns to the cabin. Outside the bathroom door, you hear the jangling of keys and realize that someone is about to unlock the door. You barely have time to realize you're about to be caught before the latch clicks up and the door swings open. The humid air, heavy with the stench of sex, rushes outwards to meet the stewardess. Time seems to slow down, as if during a catastrophe, and you find that all you can focus on is her body. Her conservative uniform and function-focused hairstyle can't keep you from noticing her tight body, complete with matching perky tits and smooth legs, hugged by dark stockings. You're just too sexed up to think rationally right now.

She looks at you, mouth agape. Emma is hazy and giggly, coming off of an amazing orgasm, but you're in a sudden panic, trying to think of what to say.