I and Abi Become Part of the Mile-High Club
I desperately needed that wild night with Abigail, Lindsey, and Maddie. After that, it felt like a heavy curtain had been lifted, and I started truly living for the first time. Sex therapy? It doesn't get any better than that!
I began hiring Abigail more often, and we actually became good friends (at least, that's what I think). I ejaculated incredibly quickly with her. There was one instance when she just flashed her enormous breasts at me, and I felt a powerful explosion in my organs. I don't think she minded. In fact, she was rather excited because it was less work for her. We just had casual conversations afterward. Abigail was quite intelligent and well-informed, and I spoke to her about a variety of topics. I may have even been falling in love with her.
The only problem was my early ejaculation issues. At first, Abigail was flattered when I told her how incredible it was for a woman to make a man come just by looking at her. But then, she had her own desires. Sex was a big part of her life. I tried to improve my lifestyle by eating cleaner, sleeping more, and exercising in an effort to satisfy my partner. Finally, the day came when I could make her orgasm a few times.
I wanted to treat my queen, so I booked us a couple of business class tickets to Hawaii. Abigail wore a fitted green dress that showcased her beautiful hips and chest. It ended just below her hips, allowing a clear view of her magnificent ass each time she moved. She wore the pearl necklace I had gifted her for her birthday. As we boarded the flight, I couldn't help but caress her ass a few times, and she adorably giggled.
The flight attendant, a stunning, busty brunette named Lucy Pinder, greeted us. I had no idea she had retired as a glamour model to work as a stewardess. Lucy flirted with me (as she likely does with every passenger). I stared at her large chest through the material of her uniform and couldn't resist reaching out for a touch. Abigail playfully asked if I liked what I saw, and I replied that her breasts were bigger than Lucy's.
"Mine are firmer," Abigail quipped, placing a possessive hand on my knee.
"Abigail, are you a member of the mile-high club?" I asked excitedly, eager to ravish Abigail and possibly Lucy if the opportunity arose.
"No, honey, I've never had that opportunity," she responded.
"Well, the opportunity is right here," I pointed to my thickening penis and smirked.
Abigail said nothing and brushed her hand against my crotch once more, intensifying my arousal. Lucy returned with our drinks, and Abigail, seemingly on purpose, placed her hand on my crotch again and smirked at Lucy. I could see a slight blush on Lucy's pale cheek, but she left without saying a word. Was it just me, or did she make her makeup more prominent and undo a button to highlight her cleavage?
As soon as we were airborne, Abigail closed the barrier between our seats, providing the privacy we needed. Without a word, she stood up, sat on my lap, and moaned in my ear, "Let's join the mile-high club, honey."
I groped her massive breasts as we kissed, and my cock grew even harder as she ground against me. I bit her lip roughly, causing a deep moan. At that moment, Lucy reopened the barrier, and both me and Abigail looked at her. Lucy stayed for a moment, twisting a strand of hair, before presumably responding to a call and departing without saying anything. Did she unconsciously adjust her lipstick and show off her cleavage?
This brief interlude seemed to fill Abigail with an intense need for me. She promptly removed my pants, lingering my shaft, and began to ride me. I was massaging Abigail's large breasts while attempting to free them, but she was riding me at such a pace that it was proving difficult. It seemed that she came relatively soon, even while I was far from orgasm. She climbed off, took her panties from my mouth, put them back on, and sat next to me casually.
Despite already being aroused, I desired even more excitement. It crossed my mind that I wanted Lucy to witness the fun happening. I leaned in and whispered to Abi, "My queen, could you blow me in the bathroom?"
"Ooh, sure thing, baby!" responded Abi.
I wanted to quickly put my pants on, but Abi had other plans. She parted the partition so as to ensure that we wouldn't be interrupted, and only then did she guide me by my erect member. The cabin was dimly lit and me and Abi were walking quite closely together. Although there may not have been anyone who would've noticed, the idea of being led by my dick to the restroom so Abigail could pleasure me was thrilling. The person I was hoping to find was unfortunately absent - Lucy.
We arrived at the restroom, and Abigail initiated the act straight away. She didn't have the finesse like Lindsey did, however, when it came to the actual penetrative sex, Abigail had no competition. To my surprise, Abigail was already sucking me aggressively, and I was in ecstasy. Just then, a knock on the door broke the sweet moment.
Abigail stopped in her tracks and looked at me with a mischievous smile. "It's probably Lucy," she said.
I opened the door and saw Lucy standing at the door, her eyes wide. I beckoned her inside and Abigail continued to blow me. There wasn't enough room in the restroom for a third person and Lucy simply stood by the door, watching as Abigail sucked me dry. Asking her, "Would you like to join in?" I received a trembling head shake from Lucy, who then muttered, "Fuck her."
My control slipped as I violently pulled Abi up from her knees. She seemed taken aback at my abruptness, as I'm rarely rough with her, but I aimed to put on a show for Lucy. I turned Abi around, spread her legs and stared fixedly at Lucy as I positioned myself behind her. Witnessing the show, Lucy had her hand beneath her skirt. The idea that such a demure woman had such fantasies was astounding, but I didn't have the time to question my orders. I obeyed and pushed my way into Abigail, making her gasp aloud.
"What should I do right now, Luce?"
"Ram her; make her scream," Lucy responded.
I complied by driving in, making Abi shriek in surprise. Somehow, we managed not to be interrupted by anyone throughout the whole episode. As I penetrated Abigail, I stared at Lucy the whole time, catching glimpses of her hand under her skirt. I love fucking Abigail, no matter the position, but doggy style is what I prefer the most. In this position, one can admire her juicy derriere which proudly presents itself and allows me to grasp her hair as a rope. She particularly enjoys that, especially when I gently yank on her hair, thereby causing her to arch her back and appear even sexier. Forget the tightness of her pussy, watching Abigail's back arch drives me wild.
We both reached our climaxes simultaneously, creating a historic moment for enrolling in the mile-high club.
As we left the plane, we slipped our hotel address under Lucy's nose, along with a note that read, "Feel free to watch more and join."
