Best Holiday Ever

The cold coke ran across my tongue and down my throat. After the stifling humidity of Manchester International Airport I gulped down the refreshing drink eagerly. I finished the bottle and screwed the lid back on. I stood up and wandered across to the announcements screen and flicked the bottle into one of the bins scattered around the departures lounge.

Looking up at the screen I saw I had just over fifteen minutes before boarding so I went back to where I was sitting lifted my backpack over my shoulder and set off towards the men’s room.
Setting my backpack on the side I looked into the mirror as I washed my hands. I saw my blue eyes staring back at me. My unruly red hair fell around my ears and I tried to flatten it down but failed miserably. Still I was looking forward to my unplanned holiday.

Since I’d started working for Franco Marc?a film producer in Hollywood, I’d flown all over the world, looking for new places to set his films. A bike trail in Australia had been my last outing and I’d done well. Franco was making a new film and he needed a place to set the ski-chase scene. That’s why I’d been sent to a place in northern Italy, somewhere called Breuil – Cervinia.

Anyway, I wandered back over to departures in time for the call for us to start boarding. Being employed by a Hollywood film director allowed for a few perks. Perks like express boarding, first class seats and on the house champagne meant that the next half hour of the people boarding the rest of the plane past like minutes.

Normally I doze off for the first few hours of long flights and ignore the pointless safety warning at the beginning but something made me stop.

Surprised, I turned my head towards the air-hostess who was currently showing the emergency exits. The girl at the front of the plane had curly brown hair that fell behind her shoulders. Her pretty face centred around her bright green eyes and small nose.

Excitedly I watched her as she went about pointing out the toggle, whistle and light of the life jacket. During her demonstration her wonderfully wavy hair fell across her face and she brushed it away lightly.
The rest of the safety demonstration past quickly, and I was almost disappointed for it to have finished, but I comforted myself knowing I had two hours with this beauty.

Lying back against the expansive seats I waited for a while, listening to Iron Maiden with my Iphone, another perk of working for a movie director = ).

Then, as I watched the snacks trolley push up between the aisles, desperately hoping to see the beautiful girl from earlier, when suddenly an air hostess uniform blocked my view.

“Hi,” said the air-hostess uniform, before I realised to look up and saw the bright green eyes. “I’m sorry,” she smiled, “Is anyone sitting there? Only I've got ten minutes before I have to go serve in the economy class and I could with a break.” I cried inwardly with joy before moving across a seat and looking up.
“Yeah, sure.” I smiled.

“Thanks,” she said, smiling.
I couldn’t think of anything else to say so I just pushed my headphones back in. Moments later the girl next to me, god I didn't even get her name, had a book in her lap.

I must have dozed off because I woke up a bit later, probably no more than five minutes. I'm like that sometimes just dozing off for a few minutes at a time. Anyway, when I opened my eyes it took me a few moments to realise what had woken me. I looked across at the girl next to me. For a second I thought she was asleep but then I heard her shallow breathing and I noticed her flushed cheeks.

I looked down and saw her book upturned covering her lap. Underneath the book her hand moved slowly backwards and forwards and I realised what was going on. Just to confirm my suspicions I leaned forward quietly as if reached for the bag at my feet but as I leaned over I saw her plain white panties just below her uniform’s skirt.

I grinned quietly and then a plan began forming in my mind. I pulled out one of the covers that they give you for night flights and unravelled it so it lay across my legs. Then, slowly, building up my confidence I leant next to the girl and whispered in her ear.

“Having fun?” she jumped at the sound of my voice and her flushed faced turned bright red as she realised I’d caught her masturbating. To my surprise she reacted incredibly well, turning to me and smiling.
“Not too bad,” she smiled her red cheeks slowly losing the embarrassed hue. “But,” she added, “There’s this really annoying itch between my legs and I just can’t get to it.”

I laughed at her nerve and passed her the cover and whispered in her ear.
“I’m sure I can help you with that itch, but first take this, you look kinda’ cold.”

The girl, I still hadn’t gotten her name, smiled as I helped her spread the cover across her lap.
“Thanks, my name’s Rachel by the way,” she smiled and leaned forward as I kissed her gently on the lips, while also allowing my hand to slip under the cover. Pulling her skirt up and felt her heavenly cunt with my fingers.

Her shaven pussy was wet with excitement already from her toying earlier just minutes before. I traced my index finger around her shaven cunt. Not going inside the haven but running my finger around and across it.

Then, without warning I plunged two of my fingers into her moist cunt. I felt her cunt walls tense around my fingers as I penetrated her cunt and I felt her pulse in rhythm with her heartbeat. I pulled my fingers in and out feeling the delicious quivering in her cunt as I fingered her. When I pushed back in I added a third finger and her mouth formed an O shape as she gasped.

I took this opportunity to kiss her again, pushing my tongue inside her mouth before she could protest, but even if she could I doubt she would. My suspicions were confirmed when she met my tongue with her own. Our tongues writhed within each of our mouths, my fingers still wriggling inside her cunt.

I could feel her tense as she orgasmed and felt her juices running over my fingers. I felt her cunt tighten and clench against my fingers. But with all the extra fluids running over my fingers I pulled out easily ...

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