I joined the mile high club and I will fuck like crazy motherfucker! [Airplane]

High above the clouds, the hum of the airplane engine a dull roar, I unbuckle my seatbelt, eyes locked onto the curvaceous blonde a few rows ahead. Her skirt’s short enough to flash a glimpse of her stockings, and I’m already picturing them wrapped around my neck as I fuck her ruthlessly. The plane’s cabin is dim, the only light spilling from the tiny window, casting a glow on her creamy thighs. I can see her panties, a thin strip of lace, barely containing her pussy. I adjust my cock, already rock hard, as I stalk towards her. She senses me, turns, and smiles wickedly. “About time,” she mouths. I lean in, whisper filth in her ear, “I’m gonna make you scream so loud the pilot will think we’re crashing.” Her breath hitches, and she stands, leading me to the tiny bathroom. The door clicks shut, sealing our filthy deed. I spin her around, shove her face into the wall, and hike up her skirt. Her ass is perfect, round and firm, begging to be spanked. I oblige, slapping her hard, leaving a red handprint. She moans, pushes back against me, rubbing her ass against my cock. I spit on my fingers, rub her pussy, feeling her wetness. “Fuck, you’re soaked,” I growl. She grinds against my hand, desperate. I line up my cock, tease her entrance, then slam in hard. She screams, a guttural sound of pure ecstasy. I fuck her savage, each thrust brutal, each slap of our bodies echoing in the small space. The plane hits turbulence, but I don’t stop, don’t slow down. If anything, I fuck her harder, using the plane’s movement to my advantage, pounding into her with a ferocity that leaves us both breathless. Her pussy clamps down on my cock, her orgasm ripping through her. I grab her hips, fuck her through it, and then I’m coming, roaring her name, filling her pussy with my cum. We collapse against the wall, panting, grinning like idiots. The plane dips slightly, and I chuckle, “Guess the mile-high club just got a new member.”