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Rainbow Warrior
My mile-high club story is that it never happened! About ten years ago, I was working for my dad's business partner, and while he and my dad were fishing up in northern Canada, I had to courier some documents that had to be filed with the state election commission by a deadline, and I had to fly into the boonies to get the documents signed in time to file. The last leg of the flight was on a float plane, and the bush pilot was a randy old guy who was all over me, offering to induct me into the mile-high club (even though we were barely a mile up!) I kept fending him off, but there was a moment when I was afraid I might get by this guy, he was so relentless! When we got there, and he found out who my dad was, he settled down, and the flight back was much calmer.
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Hubbie grew up in aviation. His father owned a very nice private grass strip airport and offered a lot of aviation services. Air Taxi was one of them. It was in 78 or 79 that Hubbie needed to go to a small town in Texas to pick up a passenger and bring them back to central LA. He brought me with him and we joined the "Mile High Club" on the way to pick up the passenger.
We were in a Cessna 182. We started some foreplay right after he leveled off at 8500 ft. Giving him a blow job was rather easy. It was when we were fucking that was rather difficult. The auto pilot was not working so he needed trim the plan up real good. I was on my knees in the Copilot seat and he was on his knees in the Pilots seat. He still needed to make some corrections ever now and then.
Some where near the LA - TX stated line we accomplished the erotic part of our mission. We have reconfirmed our membership many times. It is a lot easier when the auto pilot is doing the flying. We were in contact with ATC center flight following with radar. They would call out any other traffic in our area.
NOTE: I have seen people claim to be in the "Mile High Club" because they made love or fucked in Denver. THAT DON"T COUNT! You MUST be at least 5280 feet above the ground in some type of airplane, helicopter, hot air balloon, spaceship, flying saucer, etc, etc.
Brandie
We were in a Cessna 182. We started some foreplay right after he leveled off at 8500 ft. Giving him a blow job was rather easy. It was when we were fucking that was rather difficult. The auto pilot was not working so he needed trim the plan up real good. I was on my knees in the Copilot seat and he was on his knees in the Pilots seat. He still needed to make some corrections ever now and then.
Some where near the LA - TX stated line we accomplished the erotic part of our mission. We have reconfirmed our membership many times. It is a lot easier when the auto pilot is doing the flying. We were in contact with ATC center flight following with radar. They would call out any other traffic in our area.
NOTE: I have seen people claim to be in the "Mile High Club" because they made love or fucked in Denver. THAT DON"T COUNT! You MUST be at least 5280 feet above the ground in some type of airplane, helicopter, hot air balloon, spaceship, flying saucer, etc, etc.
Brandie
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It's on my to-do list
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Being that my significant other is a pilot, and so are half his friends...
We've swapped several times on cross country flights.
We've swapped several times on cross country flights.
Memorable for many reasons.
1. It was my first ever scheduled flight
2. My girlfriend was more than a little adventurous, she made a joke about 'in-flight entertainment' that still makes me smile every time I fly (which is three times a month for the last 15 years).
3, It was her idea, I blame the three large vodka tonics inside me for getting inside her.
4. At my climactic peak, she opted to take it in her mouth because she wasn't going to sit in wet panties for another 5 hours. I teased her for destroying the evidence (work it out).
and....
5. We got caught!
Well, caught as in two people exiting in the toilet. The stewardess smiled at me, I went bright red, she sniggered, I cringed (come on, I was 21!). The stewardesses were prepping a drinks round.
This was over 20 years ago, planes were bars with wings back then. About 10 minutes later, I'm crimson when it's the same hostess and she says, "I suppose you'll be having a cigarette with this one?"
Yep, that's right, in those days, you could smoke 'em if you got 'em too. My girlfriend simply laughed and I wanted to jump out of the plane.
Flying is shit these days, simple as that.
1. It was my first ever scheduled flight
2. My girlfriend was more than a little adventurous, she made a joke about 'in-flight entertainment' that still makes me smile every time I fly (which is three times a month for the last 15 years).
3, It was her idea, I blame the three large vodka tonics inside me for getting inside her.
4. At my climactic peak, she opted to take it in her mouth because she wasn't going to sit in wet panties for another 5 hours. I teased her for destroying the evidence (work it out).
and....
5. We got caught!
Well, caught as in two people exiting in the toilet. The stewardess smiled at me, I went bright red, she sniggered, I cringed (come on, I was 21!). The stewardesses were prepping a drinks round.
This was over 20 years ago, planes were bars with wings back then. About 10 minutes later, I'm crimson when it's the same hostess and she says, "I suppose you'll be having a cigarette with this one?"
Yep, that's right, in those days, you could smoke 'em if you got 'em too. My girlfriend simply laughed and I wanted to jump out of the plane.
Flying is shit these days, simple as that.
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Last Friday we took 2 rear seats out of an old "6" so some friends of our could get busy comfortably.