passenger 69 is the great fuck material – Enjoy our Scene 6 [Airplane]

The cabin lights are off, but the glow from the emergency exit sign casts a sickly green hue over the scene, illuminating the slimy grin of the fucker seated beside me. He’s got his hand up my skirt, fingers digging into the wet, throbbing lips of my cunt. I’m straddling the armrest, one leg draped over his thigh, the other kicked out into the aisle. The plane is filled with the dull hum of the engines and the occasional snore from some poor sap in economy. His fingers push deeper, knuckles brushing against my clit, making me jerk and gasp. He leans in, breath hot on my ear, “Spread those fucking thighs wider, bitch. Let me feel that tight cunt clench around my fingers.” I obey, grinding down on his hand, the leather seat squeaking beneath us. His other hand slides up my blouse, rough fingers pinching my nipple through the lace of my bra. I can feel the heat of his cock pressing against my ass, thick and hard, ready to tear me apart.

I reach down, unbuckle his belt, and free his cock, a thick, veiny monster that makes my mouth water. I stroke it, feeling the pulse of his desire, the slick pre-cum coating my palm. He growls, a low, animalistic sound, and shoves his fingers deeper into my pussy, curling them upwards to hit that sweet spot. I moan, loud and unashamed, my head falling back as I ride his hand. He leans forward, captures my nipple in his mouth, sucking hard through the fabric. The sensation is electric, sending shocks of pleasure straight to my core. I can feel my orgasm building, the pressure in my belly coiling tighter and tighter. He pulls his fingers out, brings them to his mouth, and sucks them clean, his eyes never leaving mine. “Fuck me,” I whisper, my voice hoarse with need. He grins, a wicked, promised pain curve of his lips, and positions his cock at my entrance. With one brutal thrust, he’s inside me, filling me completely, stretching me wide. I cry out, a mix of pain and pleasure, as he begins to fuck me, hard and fast, the seat bucking beneath us. The plane shakes around us, the engines roaring like a chorus of approval, as we fuck wildly, lost in our own dirty world high above the clouds.