A Memorable Airline Trip

Published early on our Previews page on Wednesday, December 3, 2025.

Official publication date for the main page of our site: Friday, December 12, 2025.

This illustrated story was submitted anonymously.

Years ago, I traveled a lot for my job. This was when there were more airlines than there is today and the seats weren't as close to each other.

I had occasion to fly from the east coast to the west coast often, and I would try to take the earliest flight available to get to the west coast early and relax. As usual there were flights leaving early in the morning, mid-morning, and later. As I said, I liked the early flights, so I would go around 6:30 AM which meant most of the time the plane wasn't full, which I also liked. I liked to sit in the back of the plane, which most people avoided for some reason, in an aisle seat.

Anyway, on this one flight, I boarded the plane, stowed my luggage and sat down to relax while the rest of the people boarded. That is when it happened. This absolutely stunning girl in skinny jeans and high heels starts walking towards the back of the plane. The minute I saw her my heart started racing and I began to wonder where she was sitting. I couldn't help being taken by her beauty and how great her legs and feet looked in those jeans and high heels.

As luck would have it, she had the window seat in my aisle. Now, all I had to do was pray no one took the middle seat. The flight had very few people and I noticed there was no one sitting anywhere around us in our immediate vicinity, so for her to pick this seat was amazing.

My luck must have been good that day because shortly after she got settled and sat in her seat, the doors closed and there was no one else heading in our direction. I was still in shock. And in those days, as I said, the seats weren't as close as they are today, so there was plenty of leg room for her to stretch those long, sexy legs.

The plane taxied for takeoff, and she turned and said to me, “I really hate these early flights, but I need to get to LA early. I am really tired.”

I said, “I know what you mean. But it's a good thing no one is in the center seat, so we have more room to move or sleep if we want to.”

She smiled and then noticed that I was looking down at her feet. She had great arches that showed even inside her closed heels, and I could see toe cleavage that was outstanding. She might have also noticed my little tent but I'm not sure.

The flight continued and the stewardess started with the beverage and meal run (yes, this is when you got a meal and not just peanuts or pretzels).  We were making small talk, but all the while I was staring at her feet, mesmerized by their beauty, and I wondered exactly what those gorgeous toes looked like out of those shoes. I must have been salivating because she kept on smiling knowing the effect she was having on me.

The meal service was quick because the plane was not nearly full. After they cleared everything they lowered the lights on the plane. We still had a long way to go.

At that point she said, “I wish I could get a few minutes sleep, so I’ll be more awake when we land.”

It was at that point I said to her, “Why don't you stretch out across the middle seat and get some shuteye?”

She looked at me and said, “You sure you wouldn't mind?”

I said, “Not a problem, feel free to make yourself comfortable.”

She again smiled and proceeded to remove her high heels. Oh man! When I got a look at those long, perfect, slender toes, I almost came in my pants.  Her feet were almost touching me, and she was wiggling her toes because of their newfound freedom. Because it was summer and because her feet had been trapped for a few hours, they had a pleasant odor, just enough to fill my nostrils and cock with happiness.

It appeared she fell asleep quick, and then the unbelievable happened, she stretched her legs and her feet ended up in my lap, right next to my throbbing cock. This was almost too much to take. I didn't know what to do at that point. I knew what I wanted to do, but I was a gentleman. It became too stressful, so I ran my finger slightly across the bottom of her foot.

Nothing, no reaction like “What the hell are you doing!” Or anything like that.

I got more emboldened and ran a couple of fingers across her sole. That’s when she moved slightly and moaned approvingly. With that, I took her foot and began to massage it ever so gently. The sensations that were coursing through my body were unimaginable. Here was this beautiful girl with gorgeous feet sitting next to me on a plane with a couple of hours to go, and her feet in my lap. I was in heaven.

I continued to massage her one foot when she turned, still sleeping I think, and the other foot landed squarely on my rock-hard cock. It was then that I got even braver and took the foot I was massaging, raised it to my face and gently started to kiss her foot. Again, she moaned, and I took that as an OK to continue. I was glad no one was around to see what was going on.

I started to nibble at her toes, and slowly placed each one in my mouth while sucking ever so gently. She must have liked that because she was rubbing my cock with her other foot. Then, she switched feet. I guess she wanted her other foot worshiped like the first one, which I was happy to do. This went on for what seemed like forever. How I didn't cum in my pants, I’ll never know.

After some time, she opened her eyes and smiled at me again. I'm not sure if she came in her pants, but I'm thinking she did. After she woke up, we made some small talk, and didn't really talk about what just happened. But she did give me her number, and said to give her a call sometime. I think we both knew that nothing would come of this.

This happened before cell phones, so I have no pictures. I was able to find some online shots that were reminiscent of her and those beautiful feet. The black and white photo is exactly what I saw that day. The other picture is the shape of her arch.

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Now you know why I was going crazy.