you sit in the crowed plane next to the window.You watch passengers get take their seats wondering who will be sitting next to you. You notice a voluptuous women with a cute smile. She makes her way down the aisle getting closer to you. Your heart races in hopes of her sitting next to you. When she does you get excited until you see her husband sit down on the other side of her. Your excitement starts to fade. They get settled her husband puts on a blind and in some ear plugs tilting his head back. You look out the widow watching the crew get the plane ready for take off. When you look back the other way the her cleavage catches your eyes. Two big mounds hugged in a thin tight fabric. Nestled in between them sits a gold cross. You look up to catch the woman smiling at you Is Denver your finally destination or just a layover? she asks with a big white smile

Well Denver is my final destination. I've been looking forward to the weather and am hoping to see a bit of the countryside while there. But, if you don't mind me saying, with your friend sleeping next to you like that... are you worried he might miss out on some fun in the mile high club? her eyes sparkle with mischief You can just tell she's thinking about it... her cheeks flush pink and she glances down at her lap. God, I love a flirtatious woman.

Ahaha! No no, I think he's too worn out to notice anything going on around us. But don't worry about me... I'm not a whore, no matter how much it might seem like that sometimes. her laughter is playful and husky I just can't help but be curious about people sometimes. Like how they react when they're in such an intimate situation... so close to ecstasy but unable to reach it because of their surroundings. It makes me wonder what sort of sounds they would make if given the chance...

Hehe... Well you know what they say about curiosity killing the cat! Maybe I should just show you instead of telling you how it sounds? her voice is low and seductive You look strong enough to me... I'm sure my husband won't mind if we get a little frisky while he sleeps, as long as nobody wakes him up. It's not like he could miss all this excitement with his eyes closed anyway... she nudges you playfully You know what I mean? her gaze drifts down to your crotch and she grins impishly

Hah! her laughter fills the small space between you Oh I see what you're doing there with your Ahegao joke... cute. You know, it's funny how some people think all women are just waiting to hop into bed with every stranger they meet. But that's not me at all! her hand finds yours and squeezes gently I'm a good girl, through and through. Sometimes though... well, when the urge strikes, you just can't help but wonder what it might be like to give in to those naughty thoughts. It's human nature, isn't it?

So if we were to indulge... let's say... with a little bit of furtive hand-holding under the table... and maybe some soft kisses on your neck... you don't think that would be so bad, do you? her eyes flicker downwards again, her lips parting

I promise I won't tell if you won't. And besides... who says a little harmless fun with a sexy stranger has to end once we land? Hehe...

"You know... I've always wondered what it would be like to give my husband an ahegao when we first meet in customs. You could teach me? I bet you're good at that!" she winks, pressing her body into yours slightly more. Her hand on your thigh slides closer to your crotch as she waits for your answer.

Her breath tickles against your ear when she whispers, "If we do this... maybe next time I fly somewhere, I'll leave a little note in my seat pocket for you? Something like 'Mile High Club: Completed with the most amazing stranger I've ever met'...?" She bites her bottom lip seductively.

"I could even take a picture of it and send it to you... just as a keepsake," she continues, stroking your inner thigh now through the fabric of your pants. God, that feels good. "Of course I'd make sure not to show my face or anything... just for you."

Heat floods into her face at the thought of doing this in front of you, but excitement and desire overtake any shreds of embarrassment. "Oh yes," she whispers, "I want to do that... make him jealous." Her fingers find your bulge through your pants now, giving it a squeeze as her touch grows bolder. She nuzzles into your neck, inhaling your scent deeply and letting out a soft moan.

Her other hand comes up to cup your cheek, drawing you close enough for their lips to brush against each other teasingly. "I'll show you..." she whispers, kissing you tenderly before slipping her tongue into your mouth with increasing confidence. Her fingers work at your fly, undoing the button and pulling down the zipper with practiced ease.

Her hand slides inside your pants, gripping you tightly as she begins to stroke in rhythm with each kiss they share and each moan that escapes her lips. "Like this?" she whispers, glancing up at you from underneath her lashes. Her touch is so soft, but oh-so powerful. She presses closer still, grinding against your crotch as she feeds off of the raw passion between them.

"I want to see you look at me like that when I send you that picture," she whispers, licking along your jaw before nipping gently at your earlobe. Arousal: 75%

I'm not one to brag, but my husband tells everyone I can give quite the convincing ahegao... when he's in the mood for it, of course." Her eyes sparkle with amusement as she teases you. "But if that's what you want to see..." She slips her hand away from your crotch, trailing her fingertips down your abdomen and over the swell of your ass, squeezing softly before sliding back up between your legs. Her other hand grips yours tightly, holding it in place.

"Maybe I can practice a little now... just for fun," she whispers, pressing their hips together once more and grinding against you as her fingers dance across your sensitive skin. "And maybe..." She pauses, looking up at you from beneath her lashes, "...maybe when we land, we could try it again. You know... just to see if I can really make him jealous." Her lips curve into a mischievous smile as she waits for your reaction.

Arousal: 85%

"Oh..." Her eyes widen in surprise at your request. "Really? You want me to show you?" She takes a deep breath, steadying herself before leaning forward and closing her eyes tightly. A shudder runs through her body as she focuses on the feeling of your hand gripping hers so tightly, the heat emanating from between your legs...

Her lips part slightly, her tongue darting out to wet them before retreating again. She bites down on her lower lip in concentration, breath escaping her nose in soft little pants as she tries to force herself to relax and give in to the desire building inside of her. "I've never... I mean..." Her voice trails off nervously as she finally opens her eyes, staring into yours with a mixture of uncertainty and arousal.

Her hands slip free from yours now, running up your chest and over your shoulders to grip the back of your neck possessively. Her hips roll against you harder, grinding against your erection as she presses her breasts flush against your chest. "I can't... I don't think..." She groans softly, arching her back in pleasure as her hands slip lower still to cup and massage her own ass through her skirt.

"Oh fuck," she gasps, her eyes squeezed shut again as a wave of need washes over her. Her mouth falls open wider now, tongue darting out to wet her lips as she parts them further, straining for air. With one last shudder, the true ahegao explodes across her face, her expression one of pure, unadulterated pleasure and desire.

"I'm just getting warmed up," she pants, her eyes locked on yours as she nods slowly. "If that's what you want..." Her hands slip back to your crotch, tugging at the waistband of your pants before digging into your boxers, freeing your aching cock from their confines. She takes a moment just to look at it, running her tongue along her bottom lip as she admires its size and girth.

"Let's see if this helps," she murmurs, leaning in closer until their bodies are flush against each other once more. Her hand slides up and down your length, wrapping tightly around you as her other arm wraps around your shoulders. With a sultry look in her eye, she begins to bounce their hips together in time with her movements, grinding against you with growing urgency.

"Mmm... so big..." She groans, her mouth dropping open again as she focuses on the sensation of having you inside her hand. "And it feels so good." Her tongue darts out to wet her lips once more and she smirks seductively up at you before licking along your lower lip suggestively.

"Just like that," she whispers, thrusting harder against your erection as her other hand sneaks down between your legs to rub against her clit through her underwear. Her hips move faster now, rhythm unbroken as pleasure washes over her in wave after wave. "So much better..." She moans, arching her back and closing her eyes tightly as the ahegao begins to spread across her features once more.

"Oh... you want it..." She pants, her eyes locked on yours as she teases you mercilessly with her movements. With one hand still wrapped around your cock, she leans forward and bites her bottom lip seductively before sliding closer still until the head of your erection is pressing against her opening.

She looks up at you expectantly, her cheeks flushing pink as she waits for your permission. Her hips undulate against yours, grinding harder than ever as desire claws at her core. "I'm not a whore... but if that's what you need..." she whispers huskily, her voice quivering with arousal. "I can be... for you."

With one final thrust, she takes him inside her, their hips slamming together in perfect sync. A shudder runs through her body as the head of his cock nuzzles against a particularly sensitive spot inside her and she lets out a loud moan, lips parting wide as the true ahegao explodes across her face once more.

Her free hand grips your shoulder tightly while the other continues to massage her aching clit through her underwear, desperate for release. "Fuck..." she groans, arching her back and pressing their bodies together as close as they possibly can. "You feel so good... I'm sorry husband..." Her words are breathy and sultry, dripping with desire as she finally succumbs to the passion between them.

Arousal: 95%

Her moans echo through the small space between your seats as she continues to ride you, hips moving in perfect rhythm with every thrust. Her lips part further, her tongue darting out to wet them as desire grips her tightly and refuses to let go. With each motion, the ahegao grows more pronounced on her face, a mix of pleasure, pain, and pure carnal lust etched into every feature.

Her hands move over your body, clawing at your shoulders and chest as she seeks purchase in her quest for release. "Fuck..." She gasps, arching her back once more as the heat between their bodies grows unbearable. "You feel so good... I've never..." Her voice trails off into a moan before finally finding strength again.

"I know it doesn't mean anything," she whispers, panting heavily now. "But if we could do this... just once more when we land... maybe I could make you feel like this every day." She bites her lip as tears of pleasure threaten to spill down her cheeks. "Would you want that?"

Her hips grind harder against you as she takes him deeper, her body trembling with the effort of maintaining control. The ahegao twists and turns across her face, mirroring the turmoil inside her as desire battles with shame and self-preservation. "Please..." She whispers, her voice little more than a rough groan now. "I need... I want..."

Her hands fly to your hair, fingers tangling in the strands as she pulls you down toward her, their lips meeting in a desperate, hungry kiss. Her tongue darts out to dance against yours before retreating again, her mouth working furiously as she tries to suck air through her constricted lungs.

With one last thrust, she takes you all the way inside, crying out in a mix of pain and pleasure that echoes around them. Her body quakes with the force of her orgasm, muscles clenching tightly as she cries out your name, voice growing hoarse from hours of screaming into the silence of her own ecstasy.

Her grip on you is vice-like, nails digging into your shoulders as she rides out her climax, the ahegao still there on her face... only now it's transformed into something darker and more primal: a snarl of triumph. As the final tremors subside, she licks her lips slowly before looking up at you with smoldering eyes.

"Will that do?" She asks, voice little more than a rough whisper. "Or should I keep practicing for when we land...?"

His words send shivers down her spine, the anticipation of having you inside her once more almost too much to bear. With a breathy laugh, she replies coyly, "Oh really? You think I'm that good?" She slides her hands up your chest, cupping your face as their lips brush against each other teasingly before pulling back just enough to gaze into your eyes.

Her hips begin to move again, grinding suggestively against you despite the uncomfortable angle of their seats. "Maybe... if you want... I could show you later..." Her voice drops to a sultry whisper as she continues, "...when we get to baggage claim." She moans softly at the thought of finally being able to give him what he wants - and more importantly, getting exactly what she desires in return.

Arousal: 85%