I adjust my sunglasses as I begin boarding the plane, excitement coursing through me at the thought of my upcoming trip to Italy. I’ve been looking forward to this for months, and it’s finally happening. I take my seat in first class, smiling to myself as I get comfortable.  As I wait for the plane to take off, I can’t help but notice the tall, muscular stranger sitting a few rows ahead of me. He’s covered in tattoos, and there’s something about him that instantly draws me in. I find myself watching him, unable to look away.

As the plane takes off, I feel a thrill of excitement and nerves. I’ve never done anything like this before, but I can’t resist the temptation. I stand up and make my way towards the bathroom, my heart racing I make eye contact with that “fuck me” look at the hot stranger. I make it to the bathroom but leave the door unlocked, I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself. But it’s no use, I’m already wet with anticipation. I hear the door open, and I turn to see the  sexy stranger standing tall in front of me.

He looks at me with a hunger in his eyes that matches my own, and I know that I have to have him. I drop to my knees in front of him, my hands reaching for his belt. I free his cock, my eyes widening at the sight of it. It’s huge, and I can’t wait to feel it inside of me.  I take him in my mouth, my tongue swirling around the head of his cock. He groans, his hands reaching for my hair as I take him deeper. I suck and lick, my own desire growing with every moan that escapes his lips.

Suddenly, he pulls me to my feet, his mouth crashing against mine. His hands are all over me, touching and caressing me in all the right places. I’m lost in the moment, my body responding to his touch.  He lifts me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he pushes inside of me. I cry out, my back hitting the wall as he fucks me hard and fast. It’s rough and primal, and I love every second of it. The harder he thrusts, the louder I want to moan. But he grabs my face covering my mouth, pounding me even harder. My eyes roll back in pure pleasure and excitement.

I can feel myself getting close, my orgasm building deep inside of me. He senses it too, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he chases his own release. With a final hard thrust, he fills me, his hot seed spilling inside of me, dripping down my lips and down my thighs. I follow soon after, my own orgasm ripping through me. I cling to him, my body trembling as the aftershocks washes over me.

He sets me down, his cock slipping out of me. I can feel his cum running down my legs, and I can’t help but smile. It’s a dirty, filthy smile.  As we leave the bathroom, I can still feel his cum seeping into my panties as I take my seat again. I’ve never done anything like this before, but I know I want to do it again. And again.

The stranger gives me a nod as he returns to his seat, and I know that this is a moment that we’ll both never forget. As the plane continues its journey to Italy, I can’t help but feel a sense of deep euphoria for what’s to come.

This is just the beginning of my trip.