"Any idea when we're going to take off?" Darren asked, stretching in the plane's aisle. As he arched his back, his half-hard length brushed against the pretty black flight attendant's uniformed thigh. He had been watching her the entire flight, her bubble butt twitching under the straight skirt of her uniform.

Her hair, shoulder-length, straightened, and streaked with red, had become tousled, which Darren thought just made her look sexier.

The woman, whose nametag read 'Shanice', turned and smiled at him.

"Let's just say I think you've got time to take care of that, " she said, dropping her chocolate brown eyes to his prick, which was now bulging fully against his pants. They were standing towards the back of the plane, where it was slightly warm, and Darren could see a bead of sweat trickling down between Shanice's breasts. Darren chuckled at her obvious innuendo. "Isn't it one of your jobs to make sure that the passengers are comfortable?" he said boldly. He slid his fingers down her arm to her slender hand, capped with long red nails, and then brought her palm to his prick. "Because I am very uncomfortable right now." When Darren removed his hand from Shanice's, she kept it there, squeezing his thingy through his pants, rubbing her palm against the hard length, making it throb. Suddenly, she turned and walked into the narrow galley. Darren followed her, pre-cum trickling down his thingy as he watched her soft place jiggle.

"We won't have much time, " Shanice said.

She pulled her skirt up around her waist and then kicked off her black thong panties. Shanice bent forward, gripping one of the counters, and wiggled her sweet brown cheeks at him. There was just enough room in the galley for two of them. Darren unzipped his pants, letting his aching boner free. It popped out, bouncing against Shanice's soft place, leaving a trail of sticky pre-cum on her smooth skin. Holding onto Shanice's hips, Darren rubbed his length up and down the slit of her softness. "Quit teasing me and stick it in!" Shanice moaned, pressing her private part against his length. She pulled at him with her tight inner muscles, and before Darren knew it, first his lengthhead and then his entire shaft was buried inside her cunt. She was wet and ready.

Shanice came for the first time nearly as soon as he started pumping her cunt. His thingy was shiny with her softness cream, and he watched as his pink torpedo spread her hot brown private part lips apart with each stroke.

Her hair had fallen into her face as she played back against him, her soft place pushing against his stomach. She was making small moaning noises, but Darren bet that if he got her alone somewhere, she'd have been screaming like crazy as she came. After only a few minutes of thingying Shanice's sweet black softness, he pushed his length into her and let his cum fly, his prick throbbing as it delivered his steaming load.

He pulled back out of Shanice's throbbing softness and leaned against the wall, panting.

Shanice pulled her skirt back down and bent over, toying his thingy clean. Then she zipped him up.

The captain's voice came over the loudspeaker, announcing that they were ready for takeoff. Darren hurried back to his seat, a smile on his face that only grew broader when Shanice walked by and he could smell their juices sliding down the inside of her thighs.