There are times in life when you look back and think only if you could relive your past. Not everyone is lucky, but some just ride their luck.
I am Rohit and this story is about how I fucked my college friend whom I met on the plane. I am 6 ft tall, fair, athletic and have a decent physique. The girl in the story is Khushi. She is 5 ft 6, pretty with attractive features and a killer ass.
We both were part of the college dance team and in one of the competitions when we won, things got steamy, and we made out in a club. I was all over her while she was pinned against the wall. I grinded her sexy ass and she played with my hard rod over my pants. We both were committed then and did not take it too far. But whenever I saw her after that, I regretted not banging her.
I joined an MNC and was assigned a position in the US. This brings us to the story while I was seated in the plane, I saw Khushi. She was seated right across the aisle. It was a pleasant surprise. I said hello and started the conversation.
Rohit: Wow, long time! How have you been?
Khushi: Yes, you disappeared after college. I have been good. What are you up to?
Rohit: I am starting work in Boston. Will be there for about 6 months. How about you?
Khushi: I am going to attend my cousin’s wedding. I won’t stay long though, will be back in a week.
She looked gorgeous. She was wearing a denim jacket with a tank top beneath and pair of tight jeans. Her hair was silky smooth, and her black eyeliner highlighted her big eyes. Instantly, my dick stiffened and the scenes from the past flashed in front of me.
My thoughts were broken when I heard Khushi’s voice.
Khushi: Do you mind if I sit next to you? The person next to me has his family and he asked me if I could move there.
Rohit: Sure, no worries! It will be great; we can catch up on good old times.
She got up and I saw the best thing on that day. Her round voluptuous ass. I stood up from my seat but purposely did not step out. She sat next to my seat and I felt her tight ass brush my stiff dick.
Rohit: Wow, you look gorgeous. Can’t believe it’s been 3 years. Do you still dance?
Khushi: That was college, I do dance sometimes but not so much as before. How about you?
Rohit: Nope, that was it for me. My last dance was with you. I learned from legends that you should quit at your peak and I was at my peak with you. I winked and smiled.
Khushi: Oh please, stop flirting. I know what you are talking about. Don’t tell me you did not grind any girl after me.
I almost choked on my own spit and coughed before replying.
Rohit: Wow, I was not expecting that! If that’s what you mean by dancing, I did dance quite a lot after that as well.
Khushi: I didn’t mean it, but I know you and what you meant.
We both looked at each other and started laughing. I asked her about her personal life, and we spoke about different topics. I was no longer in a committed relationship, but she was still with her BF. I naughtily asked her if she never gotten bored of her BF.
Khushi: I have no other option. He has been there in my life right from the beginning and I never got a chance as our family got involved too.
Rohit: Never got a chance? (I jokingly remarked pointing at myself.)
Khushi: Oh please, you were also committed then, and I remember clearly how you held my hand when I unzipped you. (She whispered the last line to ensure no one heard.)
Rohit: I can’t forgive myself for that, even today I curse myself for stopping you. If I could, I would love to revisit that day and correct my mistake.
Listening to this, my college friend blushed and just gave me a naughty smile. I couldn’t understand if that was a green signal, or if she was just flirting with me. Nevertheless, things got flirty, and this excited me.
Khushi: It’s been 3 years and a lot has changed.
She flashed her left hand and I saw a ring on her finger. He proposed to me before boarding the flight and I couldn’t say no.
Rohit: I don’t understand your BF, why would he propose on the day you are leaving to another country? If I was him, I would make sure to propose on holiday so we have the day for us. At least, there should be some reward for proposing.
She raised her eyebrows and gave a sheepish smile.
Khushi: I see your point, Mr. Flirty Pants. It’s a mystery and I do not care. I have a flashy ring on my finger and that is what I am happy about.
As we spoke, the cabin crew served us beverages. She had wine, while I requested a beer. We drank a little and had our dinner.
After some time, I started sweating as the alcohol kicked in. I asked Khushi if she also felt hot and she said yes. She felt she was the only one feeling hot as others on the flight were taking blankets and sleeping. Saying this, she slightly stood up and removed her jacket. She wore a black tight tank top inside, that outlined her boobs beautifully. I had an instant boner looking at her hair falling on her boobs as she removed her jacket from each hand.
She adjusted her hair and asked me if I could keep the jacket in the overhead cabin.
I looked at her and glanced at her hot body, I took the jacket and stood up to keep it. As I stood up, my crotch area was right in front of her and my boner was quite evident. I kept the jacket and sat on my seat.
As I sat down, multiple thoughts ran through my mind. Did she notice my boner? Maybe she is thinking what a pervert I am? Maybe she did not notice it. I decided to stop thinking and just go with the flow.
Rohit: It’s a long flight, what do you plan to do?
Khushi: Normally, I don’t care. I just eat, drink, watch random movies and sleep. I always traveled alone so I don’t exactly know what to do. What about you?
Rohit: I don’t know. Normally when I travel, I always wish for a hot girl next seat with whom I can chit-chat and flirt. You know how that is a dream of every boy.
Listening to this, she smiled a little and said, “I know, every boy has this fantasy. I remember seeing boys looking at reservation charts on trains. It’s such a cliché, but it’s true.” She looked at me and continued, “So, has your dream come true?”
Rohit: Well, let’s see. You are hot, I did chit-chat with you. Maybe flirted a little. It’s been fun traveling with you so far.
Khushi: Yes, I can see how happy you are, Mr. Flirty Pants. Your pants show your happiness. I can’t believe you are still the same. She said it in a very flirting tone and looked at my crotch multiple times.
Rohit: Well, that’s very bold of you to say. Well, that is my way of appreciating beauty. I can’t help it if you are so hot. I am happy you were able to notice it.
Khushi: Hmm, I have been noticing it for some time but when you stood, I couldn’t control myself from talking about it.
Rohit: Do you remember how it felt in your hand?
Khushi: Stop it! Don’t remind me about it. I was so drunk that night. It was crazy, I literally wanted to remove it from your pants in front of everybody. God knows what would have happened if you dint stop.
Rohit: I know, I cannot forget that night too. I kick myself at times for stopping you. Your hands felt so nice on my dick, I still remember it at times when I am all alone.
As I said it, Khushi moved a little closer to me and put her hand gently on my thighs and started moving toward my dick. Feeling her hand, I moved toward her too.
Khushi: I remember the feeling too when you were drilling my ass with this hard rod. I wanted to unzip you and touch the throbbing rod so badly.
As she said, she started feeling it over my jeans and I gently adjusted so no one around us could see it.
Rohit: I would have loved to feel those fingers around my dick, I was stupid back then to stop a hottie like you.
We both were whispering now and the whole scene was so arousing. I could feel the warm air from her mouth and her sweet scent was enticing. Our eyes were fixed on each other and lips so close but not kissing. I could see the lust in her eyes as she cajoled my aroused dick.
Khushi: I so want to unzip you and feel your hard rod. I know it’s risky, but I can’t stop myself.
Saying this, she unzipped my jeans slowly and felt my rod over my underwear.
Khushi: Damn, your underwear!
She closed her eyes as she let out a deep breath. I adjusted a little, giving my hot college friend access to pull it slightly. But with an erect rod, it was difficult to pull it through the zip.
Things were getting out of hand as there was an announcement too. I quickly adjusted myself and she did too. We looked at each other and smiled. Our lust was still not satisfied.
Khushi: I do not feel that I am going to be able to get a taste of this beast. (She said it softly trying to control her breathing.)
I could barely control my excitement but decided to not let this opportunity go. I went to the washroom and removed my underwear and kept it in my back pocket. I returned to my seat as if nothing happened.
I looked at Khushi and saw her nipples were hard and poking out of her tank top. Her luscious lips were wet, and her eyes filled with lust. I took her hand gently and made her feel my gentle giant. As she touched it, it started getting hard and soon it was rock hard. I unhooked my jeans button, and she gently unzipped my jeans. She let out a soft moan as she touched my hard rod.
I felt her warm hands on my rod, her fingers clasped around my dick with her thumb rubbing my dickhead. She gently stroked my dick. She got gutsy and did it multiple times before we both decided to slow down.
Khushi: I cannot believe we did that on a flight with so many people around. I have become so shameless, but I love this feeling.
Rohit: If you enjoyed it, don’t regret it. I want to feel your hot body too. I love your ass and clearly your boobs have become bigger than before. I want to rub my dick all over you.
Khushi: I enjoyed but I am not satisfied. I am all wet now and I want to blow you wet and feel your dick all over my body. I want to get drilled in my holes too.
As we spoke, there was huge turbulence followed by an announcement. We were going to do an emergency landing owing to worsening weather.
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Preview to next part:
In the next part, we landed in an unknown country where we were given food and stay coupons. Khushi’s bf called her to say how worried he was and wanted to come to make sure she is fine.
Did Khushi feel guilty for her actions? Did Khushi get satisfied by sucking Rohit’s dick and getting drilled in all her holes? Stay tuned for the next part.
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