Sperm Swap Blog

As a frequent jetsetter, I have for long fantasised about this exclusive club, which in reality probably has few authentic members who have genuinely screwed their way through the stratosphere. How can you manage to have-it-away on board a crowded airliner? Well recently I succeeded - and how! This amazing experience happened on the top deck of a BA 747 heading out of New York for Heathrow, with a beautiful girl I had never met before.

I had had a hectic day getting my work completed before flying out, got to the airport late, and consequently was glad to have got through the airport hassle and slump into my Club Class seat. The top deck of the 747 has a small cabin which some airlines use for first class passengers, but many including BA, use for Business Class; there are only 20 or 30 seats, which gives you the feeling of being in a small, but spacious airliner. The top deck is reached via a spiral staircase and you travel cut off from the masses on the main deck below. This flight, luckily, was fairly empty so I was fortunate that through the lottery of seat allocations, Karen, as she turned out to be named, took up the aisle seat corresponding to my window seat and nobody else got seated either between us or in the row on the other side of the aisle.

Karen was petite and blonde, about 25 I guessed, (rightly as it turned out), and clearly well formed in all the important places. She had remarkably light blue eyes and was obviously in some form of business, as she had a small patent leather brief case and when she took her coat off she was smartly dressed in a grey skirt and white blouse - which showed her firm, well-shaped figure to good effect. I found out later that she was Swedish, a junior salesperson for an internationally known cosmetics company, who at short notice had been given a lucky break to substitute for her boss on a business trip to the USA. Her smart but plain business-woman’s dress looked sexy on her. Her firm breasts thrust out firmly through her white silk blouse as she arched her back to remove her coat and hand it to the stewardess. Black lacy stockings showed her well shaped legs to advantage. But she also radiated something sensual which aroused the first slight stirrings in my crotch. I realised I was feeling quite horney and in the mood for conquest, but not in my wildest dreams did I guess what delights were to follow!

Karen looked nervous and fidgeted when she sat down; she very readily started chatting. I needn’t bore you with the contents of our chat, except that I soon persuaded her to move next to me from her aisle seat, so we could talk easier. She was obviously a bit scared of flying. It transpired this was only her second long distance flight. Soon after take-off we hit some unusually bumpy weather; the seat belt signs came on and Karen wrung her hands and looked scared. Naturally I put my arm around her shoulders to comfort her and she leant her soft, perfumed blond hair against my shoulder and visibly relaxed. The 747 flew out of the turbulence but I was glad to find she showed no sign of wanting me to take my arm away. The meal on a tray came and went and I felt really strong stirrings in my pants when she snuggled back against me, until recently a complete stranger. The stewardess brought the drinks trolley and I …End of the part1. To be continued..

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