Chapter 4: On the way to Tahiti 2

Barry became aware of Gloria’s mouth slurping on his rigidly erect pole. The lights had gone out, and his new bride decided they should join the mile-high club. Barry looked around and saw that the couple across the aisle were lying on their backs, blankets pulled up to their chins and snoring softly.

Realising being caught was unlikely, he moved Gloria up and spooned with her. Then, he pulled his pants down and lifted Gloria’s skirt above her voluptuous ass. Moving her thong aside, Barry slid his meagre cock into her squelching cunt. Knowing his length alone wasn’t enough to get Gloria off, Barry reached around Gloria’s slightly flabby thigh and fingered her clit. The combined stimulation and the sheer naughtiness of fucking in public were enough for Gloria to climax. She bit her wrist and shuddered as her orgasm rattled through her.

“Your turn,” she whispered before quickly looking around. Sliding onto her knees, Gloria returned the seat to the upright position, spread the blanket over her head and Barry’s lap, and gobbled Barry’s cock down. Gloria’s mouth and gentle hand on his balls quickly brought Barry to fruition. He bit his bottom lip, stifling his moan as he pumped jism into Gloria’s greedily sucking mouth. “Welcome to the mile-high club, Baz,” Gloria giggled as she reclined their seats, rolled onto her side facing away from him, and backed into her husband.

Gloria fell asleep almost immediately, but for Barry, their little sexual interlude had fired his motors, and he was revving hard, ready to go. Considering what he should do, Barry realised that if he rolled onto his back and slid down, Gloria’s hip and the blanket would obscure what he was doing. So, unzipping and pulling his pants down, Barry gripped his slender cock and remembered more from the previous year.