Watching My Wife Join The Mile High Club

I’m not sure which of us had more fun.

When Pearse announced he was whisking my wife away to Maui for the weekend, we both knew what that meant.

He just couldn’t get enough of her married pussy. Those sweet soaked lips that should belong to me, but haven't since she discovered much bigger men than me.

When I’d invited my boss over for dinner, I knew there was a chance this might happen, I’d heard the rumors. I guess I just wasn’t expecting how thoroughly Alexis would enjoy herself.

Now her coterie of lovers had grown to include my client, Pearse, and as of last night, several of Pearse’s friends. It had been intensely arousing to watch her experience one orgasm after another, but somehow this felt different.

For the first time, I wasn’t going to be there. Part of that turned me on immensely, the rest of me was jealous beyond belief.

I’d always wanted to join the mile high club.

Alexis took Pearse’s hand as he led her up the airway stairs into his private Gulf Stream.

“Wow, you own this?” Alexis asked, her eyebrows rising incredulously. “I’ve never even been inside one.”

“It certainly comes in handy,” Pearse said with a grin. “We’ll be in Maui by morning, and with no pesky passengers to distract us, I expect I’ll be inside you before we reach cruising altitude.”

“You’re so bad,” Alexis pushed playfully at the handsome black man’s chest. Unlike my husband, it was all muscle.

Pearse pulled me in tight, his hand sliding down my ass and pulling me tight against him.

“Mmm, save it until we’re in the air,” I whispered.

Pearse dragged me into the plane. “Get us into the air,” he called at the cockpit.

“Very well, sir,” the pilot replied as he closed the jet’s door and sealed himself inside the cabin.

There were four leather recliners, and a curtain leading further back into the plane. Pearse sank into the nearest seat and pulled me into his lap.

I straddled him, not exactly textbook air safety protocols but with no stewardesses to bust our chops I was going to make the most of it.

I could hardly believe it. A whole weekend with Pearse in Hawaii. I’d be lucky if I could sit down by the time I got home.

The plane started taxiing down the runway as Pearse reached for the buttons on my blouse.

I could already feel him hardening with need beneath me. I pulled open his shirt, exposing that dark, well-muscled chest. He was so handsome, and masculine.

Reaching up he pulled me down for a tender kiss, that turned into more as his hands found my bra clasp and removed it with a skill born of years of practice. He then had two more things to play with, and his firm hands found my breasts.

Tweaking, teasing and grabbing, he elicited a moan as the wheels of the jet left the runway.

My husband’s client wasted no time, his hands roaming my body until I was naked but for my skirt. I ground against Pearse’s crotch, my soaked pussy drenching his slacks as I tried to fuck him through his pants.

Sliding off his lap, I unzipped his slacks and wrestled his big black cock free.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about,” I whispered as my hands stroked its length.

“Poor Ralph, how’s he ever going to keep you satisfied now that you’ve had me?” Pearse teased.

“I don’t know that he can,” I replied. I’d never said the words out loud, but I’d suspected for weeks now that it was likely the truth. There was no going back to how our life was before. It was a good thing Ralph seemed to get off watching me play with other men because stopping was not an option.

“Good thing you’re here, then,” he replied with a grin.

I licked the thick head of his cock with long, slow movements before taking it in my mouth.

Pearse groaned appreciatively as my warm mouth enveloped him.

Unlike the other times we’d had sex, I took my time. We were in the air, there was no need to hurry. It was a good 8 hours to Maui and I knew what I wanted to spend them doing.

Worshiping Pearse’s immense cock. It’s difficult to describe just how full my mouth felt as I forced it deeper inside, it’s head pressing at the back of my throat.

“That’s a good wife,” Pearse encouraged. “I’ll be sure to leave a five-star review. Best customer service I’ve ever had.”

“Only the best at Reynolds Cap,” I replied.

Pearse stood up, slung me over his shoulder and carried me down the plane like a caveman dragging his conquest back to his bed.

He pushed the curtain aside, revealing a king-sized bed with silk sheets.

“Damn,” I whispered. “Beats the hell out of cattle class.”

“Just you wait,” Pearse replied as he threw me down on the bed. Before I knew what he was up to, his head was between my thighs, my legs over his shoulders as he ate me out.

Mmm. How I loved having my pussy eaten. Ralph was quite good at it, but Pearse went to work tasting, teasing and licking my sensitive folds as they parted for him.

He was relentless, his tongue, and fingers working me into a feverish crescendo. My fingers gripped the sheets, until a scream of pleasure ripped its way out of my throat.

I came. Hard. Right on my lover’s tongue.

“I could get used to travelling like this,” I whispered, my breath coming in quick gasps.

“It could be arranged,” Pearse replied. “But I’d need to accompany you, of course.”

“You just want to fuck me,” I replied with a cheeky grin.

“Of course,” Pearse replied. “Perks of the plane. I get all the pussy that rides in it.”

“Then take it,” I whispered, spreading my legs open for him. I was soaked, ready and panting with need. “Take my married pussy. Make it yours.”

“With pleasure.”

Pearse scrambled up onto the bed and flipped me over onto my hands and knees, and go behind me.

I loved it doggy style. There was an intense submission in it. the man was wholly in control, able to take me by the hips and give me everything they had.

“Hey Siri, call Ralph. I don’t think he should miss this. It’s his wife’s first time in the Mile High Club.”

I looked up and found a large conference call screen dominating the wall of the cabin, complete with a HD webcam. It took a moment for the setup to follow his command but in less than fifteen second Ralph’s face dominated the screen on a video call.

No sooner had he appeared than Pearse drove that big dick deep inside me.

“Ohhhh,” was all the hello my husband got as Pearse grabbed my hips.

Ralph’s eyes bulged as he watched his client thrusting deep inside me. “I see you’re having a pleasant trip, dear,” my hubby whispered as he sat down on our bed at home.

I heard his boxers being pulled down and knew what he was doing. He was shameless, but then again, so was I.

“I thought I’d help your wife join the Mile High Club,” Pearse said with a gloating tone. “Did you know it’s eight hours to Maui, Ralph?”

“Eight hours, you don’t say?” My husband replied as his hand worked feverishly.

Pearse thundered into my pussy, his hips slapping my ass with every thrust.

“So deep,” I groaned as my body threatened another orgasm.

“Yes,” Pearse replied. “I’m going to enjoy every minute of them, and so is your wife.”

I gripped the sheets, as Pearse claimed me. Ralph masturbating furiously as he watched my breasts bounce at every thrust.

“That’s it baby,” Ralph encouraged. He was close. I could hear it in his voice. Watching this big bull of a client slam into my eager pussy was too much for him.

“The real question,” Pearse began between thrusts, “Is just how pregnant is your wife going to be when I bring her home.”

That did it. The thought of Pearse breeding me, sent me into paroxysms of pleasure as my second orgasm rippled through me.

Ralph exploded so hard I swear part of it hit himself in the chin, but my focus was consumed by Pearse as he exploded inside my eager pussy.

“Fill me up, baby,” I groaned, burying my head in the sheets.

With long, deep, unrelenting strokes he drained every drop inside me.

“Night, Ralph,” Pearse said with a smug grin. “Your wife and I need a little private time.”

I groaned my good nights and the screen went black.

The Mile High Club had been very good to me.

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