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CandiTits 26F  
114 posts
8/5/2017 1:45 am
Creative writing on My Travel Blog

I often travel for work and am in and out of airports many
times. On most occasion it is a case of getting through immigration
and security with the minimal amount of fuss.
Standing in line to go through the checks i did my usual thing
of watching people who were around me. There were the recreational
types with the over sized sun hats. The annoying tech types
who had every single gadget available and ofcourse had
forgotten to get the lap tops out of the bag, The business
suits who only wanted to get through so they could get back
to reading their copy of Esquire or Forbes magazine. And
there was you. Beautiful.
I had seen you at the check in line. Long hair covered by a floppy beanie. the over sized coat
which was clearly thrift chique and a fashion literary
magazine peering out of the top of your tot bag, vintage
clearly and slightly battered. Yes, i had seen you. You picked up your boarding pass at the counter and were
and standing in the adjacent line to me, a few people ahead.
As you were called forward by the non descript security
you flashed them a smile and went through the scanner. NO
beeps. Clearly you had remembered to take your keys out
of your pocket. Pitty the large gentleman in front of me
had forgotten to and blustered his way past me to go back
through. Finally passing through the security checks i picked up
my keys and phone, retrieved my belt and stood the other
side of the gate. You were no where. I scanned up and down
the area but could not see you. Another moment past. Oh well,
such are the fleeting moments of travel.
I walked around the airport, flicking through travel magazines
in the kiosk and generally tried to kill time before the
flight was called. Coffee. That was what i needed. If this
flight was gonna pass by at least i was gonna have a decent
espresso before the flight. Wandering over to the coffee
shop, i spotted you. Sat in a booth. Head down and reading
a book. Tot bag by your side and ear phones in. Apparently
you were well traveled and did not look in the slightest
bit stressed. It was just another day. The flight was called and i headed to the gate, espresso
in hand. A loud woman shouting at her distracted me.
All i wanted to ask was why were there always loud people
around me. I wanted to get on the plane, find my seat and settle
in for the next few hours of travel.
Walking down the aisle, some middle aged suit rammed his
"carry on" case into my ankle. It clearly was
larger than the allowed dimensions. I kicked his bag in
frustration and he gave me the look. I was just about to say
something to this jerk when the steward stepped in and advised
the "gentleman" to put his bag in the front unit
or else he would have to store it in the hold. Finding my seat
at the back of the plane, i sat down, grumbled about the prick
in the suit and rubbed my sore ankle.
As i looked up i saw you coming down the aisle, you smiled
and showed me your seat number. We would be neighbors for
the next few hours. A smile crept across my lips and a twitch
was felt in my balls. You were stunning. You asked me to help
with your bag and i placed it in the over head locker. I could
smell you perfume as i brushed past you. A heady scent escaping
from your skin. A thin blouse worn under neath your long
coat. Soft cotton sculpting your breast and the straps
of your bra visible. A short skirt worn and knee high sox,
(i figured probably 10 denier). Very stylish and sexy as
hell. Not that i was looking. but just enough to see you moisten
your lips with the tip of your tongue and take a sip of water
from your bottle.
Seat belts fastened; seat backs in the upright position
and final checks were made. The roar of the engine and the
feeling of power surging through the plane. As the plane
commenced down the run way you gripped your hands against
the arms of the seat. I saw you shut your eyes and a look of
tension swept across your face, You didnt seem to be the
nervous traveller and i asked if you were ok, or needed anything.
You opened your eyes and smiled, licked your lips and winked
at me. A drop saliva sticking to your lower lip. Then it dawned
on me. I saw you part your legs slightly and press your hips forward.
The seat buckle fastened tight against your crotch. You
were clearly were going to enjoy the moment of take off.
The engine growled at full throttle as i saw you position
yourself into the buckle. You started to squirm as the wheels
left the tarmac and a small moan escaped your lips. I had
never seen anything like this. Your knuckles turning white as you pushed your crotch against
the hard metal clasp. Your feet firmly planted on the floor.
Thigh muscles taught. Restraints and power. Fuck this
was incredible! I could see your nipples harden through your soft blouse
as your bosom heaved and swelled. The pulse in your neck
clearly visible. Your breathing becoming more ragged.
Saliva glistening on your lips as your tongue poked out
the side of your mouth. Your head tipped back. The edge of
the buckle nestled between your thighs. lips visible as
the metal pressed against your clit. One hand pushing the
restraint into as you hitched your skirt up with the other
. Rocking your hips, grinding your clit on the buckle. harder
and faster as the plane climbed higher. No one else knew what was going on. All other travellers
plugged into their head phones or flipping through in flight
magazines. Amazed, i watched you visibly bring yourself to climax
under the power of the engine and taught metal buckle. I
heard you gasp at the last moment and the plane started to
level off. A shudder, a sharp intake of breath and it was
I tried not to look, but the bulge in my pants was all too evident,
mycock rock hard and throbbing. I turned my head and looked
out of the window. You touched my arm softly and smiled.
Your eyes sparkled, pupils dilated, your cheeks flush
with desire and alittle bead of sweat glistening on your
upper lip.
"I am Candi, and it's nice to meet you. Sorry but i just love take off!"
That was an introduction i had not expected.
I hope you enjoy the flight.

goodatpoetry2 70M
16557 posts
8/5/2017 5:26 am

I really liked that. . Very good! .

homealone19619 51M  
1 post
8/7/2017 2:18 pm

Hey. How's it going

Creativeseeker3 66M
1 post
8/8/2017 7:11 am

Very nice, well written

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2 posts
8/15/2017 6:36 pm

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152 posts
8/25/2017 10:24 am

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43 posts
9/28/2017 4:51 pm

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11/4/2017 6:11 am

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4 posts
2/2/2018 6:28 pm

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BigWalt92 79M  
72 posts
2/22/2019 12:10 am

Puts a whole new meaning to take OFF...sweet.

crazyhorses60 60M/57F  
27 posts
4/4/2019 11:02 pm

please i want to get a hold of you please before you leave Canditits, you are Beautiful HOT~

hungsailorman69 81M
66 posts
5/12/2019 12:54 am

i must say that is one situation i never had. Got hard just thinking about it.

Trapper69 63G
2537 posts
4/28/2020 12:01 pm

Thanks for sharing this with us! Over the years, I've seen several women do the same thing during takeoff.....it never fails to arouse me, and often leads to some steamy, hot fun during our flight,....s Twice, it lead to more fun after the flight when we both had enough time.

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5/24/2020 7:59 am

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156 posts
6/11/2020 7:02 pm

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