After gaining my Private Pilot's Licence, I decided to go on to ATPL. In the UK it is horribly expensive, which is why a lot of people hours build and progress their training in the US or Australia. I got a place on a course in Northern Australia.
So, I had passed my night rating, multi-engine rating, IMC and then full instrument rating, I needed to hours build before going for BCPL, and then CPL with frozen ATPL. (Pilots reading this know the drill!)
So, long flights, initially beacon-hopping, but with lots of IFR approaches built in. I got to be a little bored between the hard work and for a great deal of the sector time one is instrument-watching and not doing much else.
So, I got to wondering. If I get my ATPL AND land a job with an airline, how many times would I be flying people who were joining the mile high club behind the flight deck? Security is pretty tight these days and no one gets onto or off the flight deck without a real faff. I heard stories from other crew about long haul passengers getting off either on their own, or with others...and well.. I got horny myself thinking about what people might do in an aircraft.
So, there I was, sitting there in a twin-engined Piper alone. I had just done the checks and I felt the sun streaming in the windows. I shrugged off my shirt and it felt so naughty sitting there in just my bra, so I took that off too. Another scan of the instruments and then I wriggled out of my skirt and panties. I have never felt so erotic in my life, and I was so turned on by then.
After making sure the aircraft was doing what it should be, I gave myself a challenge. 'Could I cum before the next check?' I pushed the seat back on its runners, and reclined the back a little. Leaving my headset on just so I could hear the RT traffic, I spread my legs and started to jill off.
I needn't have worried about cumming before the next check. I came in what seemed like seconds and it was really.. umm.. I don't know.. really earthy, dirty, hot.. pick your own word.
Before the next check I had cum five times.
I did the check and then pulled my clothes back on.. well, apart from my panties. They were soaked anyway and as I was flying over some pretty barren terrain, I decided to break one of the rules and opening the little storm window, I let them go into the slipstream. I wondered (hoped!) that some cattle or sheep farmer may find my damp little panties and well, you know.
So, back to the airport, instrument approach with a crosswind landing thrown in for good measure.
I taxied in, shut down and secured the aircraft. Then I got out. A couple of mechanics were standing staring at the aircraft.. and with good reason... my panties were caught on the stabilator!
I chuckled something about 'Never know what your gonna find up there' but they knew and I knew!
So, pantiless, I walked back to the school office well and truly de-briefed in more ways than one!
I have landed in the desert many times and masturbated in the aircraft or buck-naked lying on the red soil of the outback, but never before in flight. You know, it DOES feel different.