A Mile High

A Mile High

by RandyPan
Story Codes: FF, oral, cons
Celebs: Bex Taylor-Klaus, Kirsten Dunst
This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.

Also, if you like this story, email me at randypanthegoatboy@gmail.com

Bex was sitting in a plane bound for Los Angeles, which was currently on the runway.  As she sat there, she saw Kirsten Dunst get on. “Holy shit,” Bex thought.  She’d had a huge crush on Kirsten for years.  As Kirsten approached with her carry-on, Bex worked up the courage to get her attention. “Hey, Kirsten.”

“Oh, hi.  You’re on that Arrow show, right?”

“Yeah, I’m Sin.”

“Yeah.  Oh, excuse me, I have to go sit down, but it’s nice meeting you.”

Bex extended her hand, and Kirsten shook it, before continuing to her seat.  As she went, Bex thought, “A bit cliched, but I’m never washing this hand again.”

As the flight went on, Bex repeatedly found herself turning to look at Kirsten.  She realized she probably seemed creepy constantly staring at her, but couldn’t help it.  This was…the woman she’d crushed on for so long.  Finally, Bex decided to make a bold move.

Bex reached into her jacket pocket, and pulled out a pen and a piece of paper.  On it, she wrote, “You, me, bathroom, 2 minutes.” She then got up, and headed for the back of the plane.  Her heart raced as she quickly tossed the folded up note in Kirsten’s lap.

Standing in the bathroom, Bex was so excited, she jumped when there was a knock on the door.  Bex opened the door, and Kirsten was there, holding the note.

“Uh, was this meant for me?”

“Uhm, yeah.”

“Okay.  Never gotten this kind of invitation before.”


“Yeah.  So, we doing this, or what?”

Bex smiled at this, and then pulled Kirsten into the restroom, and Kirsten pulled the door closed behind her.  Bex and Kirsten kissed open-mouthed for a couple of minutes, while they rubbed their hands over each other.  Kirsten then broke the kiss, to take Bex’s shirt off, followed by her own.  Bex immediately grabbed Kirsten’s tits through her bra, and squeezed them, while she buried her face in her cleavage.  As she did this, Kirsten unhooked Bex’s bra, and pulled it off her.  She then unhooked her own bra, which Bex ripped off her, then continued to squeeze her breasts, while she licked and sucked Kirsten’s nipples.

Kirsten meanwhile, slid her hand into the front of Bex’s jeans, and into her panties, and started to finger Bex’s twat. “Oh, God…” Bex closed her eyes, and tilted her head back, as Kirsten’s fingers moved in and out of her sopping pussy. “Eat me…”

Kirsten got on her knees, and pulled down Bex’s jeans.  As Kirsten’s tongue slid into her hairy snatch, Bex bit her lip, and pinched and pulled on her nipples.  Kirsten buried her tongue even deeper, while she grabbed Bex’s butt-cheeks, and squeezed on them. “Huh…huh…huh…” Bex moaned, as Kirsten’s tongue brought her closer and closer to climax.  Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore, and Bex came, crying out loud enough that anyone sitting in the back of the plane surely heard her.

Her heart pounding, Bex gasped, “I wanna eat you, now.”

Kirsten sat on the toilet, legs spread, her skirt and panties on the floor next to it, as Bex kneeled before her, rubbing her thighs, and starting to lick Kirsten’s already moist quim. “Oh, God…fuck…” Kirsten moaned, running her fingers through Bex’s short hair.  Bex’s tongue probed deeper and deeper into Kirsten’s slit, tasting her juices, until Kirsten felt the orgasm approaching. “Oh, God, sweetie, you’re gonna make me cum!”  Kirsten shrieked, and her whole body jerked, almost knocking her off the John, when she came.

“Oh, fuck.  How’d a little girl like you get so good at that?”

Bex smirked at her. “Look at me.  Do you really need to ask me that?”

“Good point.” The two again kissed. “We should probably return to our seats.”

“Yeah, cause the people in back haven’t already figured out what we’re doing in here.”

Kirsten now smirked. “Can I keep you?”

“Don’t ask me that unless you’re serious.”

“How do you know I’m not?”

Both laughed, and again kissed, longer this time.

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