Mile High Club
by Ing

*Sexual Content*

Britney had flown from Louisiana to Utah to meet up with Justin. Now they all flying out to the L.A..

The flight was as usual long but not boring to say the least.

But they had fallen asleep, before the end of the movie. The only ones that were still awake were Justin and Britney. And that's only because they had slept in while the others had gone out and partied the night before.

"They are getting too old for this," Justin teased.

"That's mean don't say that," Britney said as she swatted his arm playfully. "Besides I remember someone getting a pretty good workout last night and falling asleep right after."

"Ouch," he said as they began to laugh and clutched at his chest.

"Sorry," Britney said as she kissed his nose.

"I guess I can forgive you," he said pulling her close and nibbling on her neck.

"Justin, not here," she said.

"Why not? Everyone is asleep," he said into her ear.

"But what if we get caught?"

"Won't be the first time," he said raising an eyebrow.

"I'll be right back," Britney said. "Give me a few minutes," she said as she reached into the overhead compartment for her carry-on. "I hate flying commercial" she said as she tried to reach.

"Hey stop staring at my ass and help me," she said to with a smile on her face.

"Oh sorry, where are my manners?" he joked.

"In your pants," she said as they started laughing. "Sssssshhhhhhh, you'll wake everyone up," she said as she kissed him on the lips. "You behave and I'll be right back."

When she returned, she was wearing loose-fitting sweatpants, "You changed?" he asked.

"Well yeah," she said as she sat and proceeded to lift the arm dividing the seats, and arranging the blankets over both of them.

"Come here," he said. "Do you know how much I missed you?" he asked as they lay curled up like spoons in the otherwise crowded seats.

He started to give her a back rub, slowly working over her muscles, by now cramped from the first flight from Louisiana, and now this one.

"God that feels good," she purred quietly, and after a while. She knew how to get to him so she began squirming her ass on the seat, pushing it back into Justin's growing erection.

"You feel so good," he said as he with both hands reached around under her loose sweater, and fondled her breast , her nipples growing firm under his gentle stroking.

Britney reached back and with one hand released his belt, then unbuckled and unbuttoned my pants.

"How do you do that?" he whispered in her ear. " I can't even do that with one hand, and they're my pants."

She laughed, and said, "You don't want to get in them as bad as I do."

His hard-on sprang free when she whispered, "I'm glad it's Friday," she said as her hands found nothing but him. Nothing getting in the way. Britney began to stroke him, and rotate her fingers gently around the head, stroking it with ever firmer pressure.

He withdrew his hands from under her sweater to push her pants down further, "Hmm, these new?" he asked as he fingered the lace on the black thongs.

At the same time her hand was now exploring him. She knew just what to do to drive him over the edge and she was doing just that. "Brit," was all he said as he threw his head back.

By this point Justin hungrily reached forward for her erect nipples, while sliding his right hand down her belly and slipping it under the waistband of her thongs. He began to circle her and then used my fingers to stroke in and out of her while his thumb pushed against her. She was breathing harder now, and could not stop moving her ass around on the seat, first bucking against his right hand, then pushing her ass back against him. .

Just then, the stewardess came down the aisle, paused noticeably as she came got to there row and glared at them. "You know if you don't like tabloid articles about you then don't do things that will get written about," she said. "But if I had to report this every time I saw it I would never do anything else. But to say you two are public figures makes it different," she said before she walked off in a huff.

"Thank God we are at least close to fully clothed. I mean all she thinks we are doing is just kissing," Justin said..

"She knows exactly what we are doing, and she's jealous!" Britney said. "Now I want to have you inside me."

"But Brit."

"I'll keep quiet, but I need you to fuck me now." With this, she lifted her ass off the seat and slid her thongs down below her knees, then separated her legs slightly and moved back so he could slide into her from behind. He moved slowly in and out as she purred and pushed back onto him quietly so they would not wake the others.

At the same time, he reached back around to stroke her easily but steadily. The appearance of the stewardess had startled them, and most of the urgency for release that had built up from her stroking him subsided, so it was a nice and easy, punctuated by Britney's spasming in orgasm three times before his pressure built up to the point of no return. Finally he came with the most excruciating pleasure.

He sighed, and whispered, "Britney it must have been heaven that sent you to me. You don't know how much I needed that." he said.

She then turned around in the seat to sit normally, and kissed him "I needed it just as much as you did.  You're terrific."

"There is no room here for what else I want to do," he said.

She looked at him and smiled knowing just what he had in mind "Would you like to go to the back of the plane with me?" she said.

"I think if were careful we can make it," he said.

Britney giggled. "We've never done that before," Britney laughed. "I mean we have but its always been on my jet and we haven't had all these people around.".

"Well babe, there's a first time for everything," he said, and moved to pull up her pants and buckle his belt.

She thought about it for a minute, and then said, "Why not, let's try it!"

She drew up the sweatpants and tied the drawstring then she got up and headed for the back of the plane, with Justin following directly behind.

She entered the first small bathroom, which was vacant . He slipped right in behind her. 

"I don't think the flight attendant saw me," he said as he closed the door, she turned and they started to kiss passionately.

She pulled back and looked at him. "How do we do anything in this little space?"

"Let me show you," he said as he untied the drawstring on her sweatpants. "Just sit on the sink," he said lifting her up, "and let me taste you," he said as he lifted her up and, spread her legs.

"It's a good think I'm so limber," she teased. "I never knew that all those years of gymnastics would be put to such good use," he laughed as he worked his magic on her.

He gently tongued her, occasionally swiveling his head to nip the insides of her thighs, but always returning to circle her, the whole time Britney laughed.

"What's so funny?" he said looking up at her.

"Nothing baby, your hair tickles," she said as she rested her head back on the mirror.

After tonguing her into a few more orgasms, she realized how hard he was getting again. He stood up, sliding her ass slightly to the edge of the sink , and pulled him into her again while they exchanged extremely wet but tasty kisses. Such a short time after the last time and she was sooo wet; this time it lasted at least twenty minutes, both of them sighing and savoring the overwhelming sensations coursing through our bodies. Finally, after a slow buildup that neither of them ever wanted to end, they came again, not as much this time.. The pleasure was so intense it was almost painful.

After a few minutes they were able to adjust themselves to some degree of to return to their seats. Just as they opened the door, Chris stood in front of them. And all at once he burst into song;

Just got laid, Friday night
plane is flyin', place is right
Booties shakin, all around
Pump that Jam, while they're gettin down

It was one of those moments that you either laugh off or die of embarrassment. They chose to laugh it off. As they settled in to the seats, "I think everyone is waking up, let's not embarrass ourselves further," Britney said as she laid her head on Justin's shoulder and fell asleep.

About an hour later the plane landed in L.A.. As they were met by Johnny he said, "I hope you enjoyed your flight, sorry I couldn't send the jet."

"That's okay Johnny," Britney said smiling at him. "It was a nice flight."

"Yes it was really nice," Justin said.

"Yeah some of us enjoyed it more than others," Chris said.

"Ha?" JC said. He had slept through the whole flight.

"Yeah well while some of us were asleep, some of us were joining the mile high club," Chris said.

"Damn," Joey said. "Ya'll got caught again," he said as they all laughed.

"The what?" Lance asked as for the first time he was paying attention to the conversation.

"Don't worry about it," Britney said. "I'll explain it to you later," she said as they all laughed.

"No babe, I think Joey better explain this one," Justin said as he took her hand in his and kissed it. "He might want a demonstration, and I don't want to have to beat his butt. And if he asks Joey well, Kelly can whip his ass then," Justin said as they all laughed leaving a very confused looking Lance standing on the sidewalk.

"My hero," she said as she leaned over and kissed him once they were in the car.

"Do those two ever stop?"

"Nope."

"By land, sea or air. Those two are nonstop."