As luck would have it, it was an evening flight and completely full, and I got the middle seat between these two young guys, whichdidn't help either. I tried to keep myself under control, but as soon as the plane took off the vibration started the throbbing sensation down there, and it just would not go away. So for the first hour I just sat there clenching my thighs together while making small talk with my seat mates. I'm not super good lookingor anything, and I wasn't wearing anything too revealing, but I guess they thought I was cute enough to flirt with me even though I was older than them.
Sure enough the throbbing grew in intensity and gradually became unbearable, andI knew I would quickly have to give myself some relief. My panties were also sopping wet and I figured these guys would eventually smell what was happening to me,which has happened before. So about half way through the flight I decided to go to the bathroom to bring it on, and clean myself up. When I asked the guy by the aisle if he would let me by, he smiled and said no problem and then accidentally lightly touched my thigh as he was getting up.
Well that did it, and within seconds I was having one ofthe biggest spontaneous orgasms of my life, complete with involuntary hipmotion, and deep moans that I did everything to silence - I was so embarrassed. These two guys were in complete shock to say the least, eyes glued to me and my crotch, and I figured there was no longer any point going to the bathroom. I told them I was sorry and tried to explain that it was a health condition, but from the look of their pants and the way they were fidgeting in their seat I could tell it was justmaking them even hornier. Guys will be guys I guess.
So with more than an hour to go, and getting even more aroused by now, and feeling sorry for the obvious condition that I had put them in, I asked the aisle guy to reach up to get my coat and theirs from the bin overhead, which he quickly did. By then it was dark, and the older people sitting in the aisle across were all snoozing, and so with the coats on our lap I raised up my long skirt, grabbed each of their hand which I put on my soaked crotch, and then unzipped each of them to give them the same relief I now needed again.
It all worked out for everyone, except for the sticky mess on their pants, and the big wet spot from several more orgasms on my own seat. After landing they both had grins from ear to ear and wanted my email, butI figured it was best to leave it be. Thankfully the flight back was half empty.
This post has been edited by suzi4play: Wed Aug 17, 2011 09:36 PM