Mile High Magic

I've been reading Solo Touch stories for several years now, but, have never got around to submitting any of my own experiences. Although I have been masterbating since I was a young teenager, it was not as interesting as when I started a relationship with Jazmin.

Jazmin and I have been working together in an international manufacturing company as a team for several years now. The difficulty is that we are both married, but, not to each other. At the time of this story, I was 34 and Jazmin was 26.

The two of us had worked together for a couple of years before our relationship became 'more than professional.' Up until that point, I would have never dreamed things would have turned out the way they did. Our first encounter almost seemed to happen out of the blue, but, looking back, something was going to develop at some point because I think there was a mutual attraction between us very early on. However, that experience is a story for another day.

Jazmin and I had been working on a project for several months when the opportunity came up for us to travel to one of our plants in Germany. The prospect of spending two weeks with someone as perfect and beautiful as Jazmin was almost too much for me to bear. We wouldn't have complete freedom on the trip because there would be another 20 people or so going on the trip with us. But being half way around the world would still give the opportunity for some alone time.

This story revolves around the travel time getting there and not the time spent in Germany. As the travel arrangements were made, we were given the flight information and found that the plane was very large.....seating about 350. Jazmin and I were seated together but the block of seats our company had reserved were in the middle section of the plane. Since the flight was going to be 10 hours long, we wanted to be by a window. I called the airline and had our seats moved so Jazmin could be beside the window with me beside her. To do this, we had to move further toward the back of the aircraft which put us in a whole different section from our co-workers. This didn't seem important at the time but worked out well in the end.

When the day finally arrived for us to leave, my mind was racing wondering what adventures were in store for me and my sexy companion! We had decided that it would be best to stay awake the night before we left in order to make it easier for us to sleep on the flight. This would also help us adjust to the time change.

When we got on the plane, we realized how isolated we were from the rest of our group which meant we didn't have to fraternize with anyone except each other. However, the flight was full. Jazmin was next to the window and I was in the middle seat. There was an older lady seated on the aisle. We found out later that she was returning home to Germany and didn't speak a lick of English. So, we had no conversation with her and she slept most of the time. The plane was very stuffy so we removed our sweats to be more comfortable in shorts. We were both exhausted by the time we took off and found no problem falling asleep. I was in heaven as Jazmin snuggled up against me. I watched her sleep for a few minutes and thought how she looked like an angel before I faded off myself.

After five or six hours of sleep, we both started to stir. Jazmin shifted in her seat so that her back was leaning against the window and she put her feet and legs up onto my lap. I re-adjusted my blanket so that my hands and her legs were underneath and she covered up with hers. The lady next to me remained sound asleep.

Jazmin closed her eyes as if to settle in again. I did the same and as I relaxed I innocently took advantage of being covered up and began to gently stroke the top of her thigh. Her skin has always been so soft and felt wonderful to touch. She acknowledged my action by placing her hand on the the back of my hand. This went on for several minutes when she then guided my hand toward her crotch.

Since we had shifted positions, we had not spoken a word to each other. At this point I opened my eyes and Jazmin flashed me that beautiful, lustful smile and, as I had done many times before, I knew what to do. As my fingers grazed the silky material of her shorts, her hips lifted ever so slightly to meet my touch. By the warmth that I felt radiating, I knew she was ready and probably already wet.

As I gently moved my fingertips up and down the seam of her shorts, she already had 'that look.' However, Jazmin is an expert at hiding her orgasms because she has had so much practice. So, there was no worry about getting busted. It was bright and sunny outside so the cabin was well lit even though most people had their shades drawn. Some were sleeping, but many were up and about.

Because of the excitement of what we were doing and the fact that there were literally hundreds of people so close to us, Jazmin was not going to take long to climax. I have got her off through clothing before, so, it would have been no problem to continue rubbing through her shorts. But, what fun would that be? As to not make a commotion, she slowly pulled her shorts and panties down to just above her knees.

With the hand closest to her, I ran my fingers through her neatly trimmed bush and let my middle finger run across her clit and down the length of her warm, soaked pussy. With my finger well lubricated, I began to make small circles around her love button. Every fourth or fifth stroke, I would gently graze my finger nail across it. Jazmin has told me many times how amazing it feels when I touch her. She says that she can't even duplicate it herself!

At this point she is definately getting close. I knew exactly what she needed to put her over the top. Jazmin's legs were now slightly bent at the knees, so, I took my other hand and reached under her. I plunged a finger deep inside her and continued to fuck her with the same rythym as my other hand still on her now swollen clit. She made a quiet gasp when I first did this but maintained her composure as she concentrated on the feeling growing inside.

As I continued, I could feel her pussy start to squeeze my finger more tightly. The muscles in her legs and hips began to twitch and I knew she was cumming. Even though her eyes were closed, I could see them rolling back under her eyelids. With one final clench, she relaxed. I always have to stop rubbing her clit, because it gets very sensitive. But I usually keep slowly touching her on other spots as she comes down.

I removed my finger from inside her and left my drenched hand under the blanket as she carefully pulled up her shorts. Jazmin removed her legs from my lap and sat up and leaned against me as she adjusted the blankets again. She squeezed my hard-on through my shorts and whispered into my ear, 'That was incredible!' It would have been great for her to return the favor, but, I can't control my orgasms like she can. So, I had to take matters into my own hand.

My hand had dried a bit, so, I took the chance to smell Jazmin's sweet scent.....there's nothing better on earth! And, of course, I tasted my fingers before I returned to my throbbing dick. With the most beautiful girl in the world snuggled up next to me and rubbing my arm, I went to work. The head of my cock was wet with my own excitement. I only stroked it a dozen or so times before thick globs of white cream filled my shorts. There was still a few more hours of flight time for things to dry.

Our trip was great. There were many more experiences but none that are appropriate for this forum.

As I write this story, Jazmin and I continue to have a relationship but things have slowed a bit. I'm hoping that, by showing her this story, I will find my hard-on buried deep inside her.