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Love's Altitude

Lynda Leigh, a sex symbol, and her boyfriend Jimmy engage in a passionate role-play fantasy in a Premier Inn room, creating their own Mile-High Club experience.

Chapter 1

Lynda Leigh, the sultry sex symbol who had captivated countless men with her sultry gaze and voluptuous curves, found herself in a rather mundane setting—a Premier Inn at Stansted Airport. But as she lay in bed next to her boyfriend, Jimmy, she knew this night would be anything but ordinary. Their relationship had blossomed over the past year, and while they had shared many passionate moments, there was one position Lynda had always been curious about, something she'd never dared to try with her ex-husband.

Lynda's heart raced as she traced her fingers along Jimmy's muscular chest, his body a contrast to the softness of the hotel sheets. "You know, we've never really had a proper vacation together," she whispered, her voice laced with a playful tone. "But I think tonight, we can make up for it in our own way."

Jimmy, a tall and ruggedly handsome man in his mid-thirties, smiled at her. "I like the sound of that, babe," he replied, his hand gently caressing her thigh. "What did you have in mind?"

Lynda leaned closer, her breath warm against his ear. "I want to try something new, something I've only ever fantasized about," she confessed. "It's a position... a bit unconventional."

Intrigued, Jimmy raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? And what position is that, my sexy milf?"

"It's called the 'Mile-High Club' position," she revealed, her voice lowering to a husky whisper. "I've always wanted to do it, but my ex-husband... well, he was a bit vanilla."

Jimmy's eyes widened with excitement. The Mile-High Club, a term often whispered in hushed tones, referred to the act of joining the exclusive group of people who had engaged in sexual activity on an airplane. It was a fantasy many couples shared, but few dared to attempt.

"You want to pretend we're on a plane?" he asked, his mind already spinning with possibilities.

"Exactly," Lynda purred. "We can create our own private jet experience right here in this room. I've always wanted to be one of those adventurous women who does it in the air. Let's make it happen, Jimmy."

As Jimmy's imagination ignited, he pulled Lynda closer, their bodies intertwining. "I can think of a few ways to make this night unforgettable," he said, his lips brushing against her neck. "But first, let's set the scene."

Lynda giggled, a playful glint in her blue-grey eyes. "Oh, I have just the thing," she said, reaching for her suitcase. She pulled out a sleek black dress, the kind that hugged every curve and left little to the imagination. "This is my 'flying' outfit," she explained, slipping it over her head.

The dress accentuated her hourglass figure, her enhanced 36C breasts straeming against the fabric. Jimmy's eyes nearly popped out of his head at the sight. "Damn, you look incredible," he breathed, his hands instinctively moving to her hips.

Lynda struck a pose, her long, straight hair cascading over her shoulders. "Thank you, my dear. Now, let's get this plane ready for takeoff."

They transformed the hotel room into their private aircraft. Lynda dimmed the lights, creating an intimate atmosphere. She placed two small cushions on the bed, positioning them as makeshift airplane seats. Jimmy added to the ambiance by playing the sound of a jet engine on his phone, filling the room with the familiar roar of an airplane taking off.

Lynda, ever the professional glamour model, struck a pose in the aisle, her dress hugging her curves. "Welcome aboard, sir," she purred, adopting the role of a seductive flight attendant. "May I offer you a drink before we begin our ascent to ecstasy?"

Jimmy played along, taking a seat on the cushion. "Why, yes, miss," he replied, his voice thick with desire. "I'd love a glass of your finest... passion."

Lynda approached him, her hips swaying seductively. She handed him an imaginary drink, her fingers brushing against his as she did so. "Here you go, sir," she said, leaning close. "And remember, the seatbelt sign is off, so feel free to explore your desires."

As the pretend jet soared through the imaginary skies, Lynda straddled Jimmy, her hands gripping his shoulders for balance. "Now, my love, let's take this flight to new heights," she whispered, her lips descending upon his. Their kiss was fierce, hungry, and full of unspoken promises.

Lynda guided Jimmy's hands to her waist, encouraging him to pull her closer. She ground her pelvis against his, their bodies moving in a sensual rhythm. Her trimmed pubic hair tickled his skin, heightening the sensations.

With each thrust of her hips, Lynda's moans grew louder, filling the room with her pleasure. "Oh, Jimmy," she gasped, "this is even better than I imagined."

Jimmy's hands explored her body, cupping her firm breasts and pinching her hardened nipples. "You're incredible, Lynda," he groaned. "I never knew sex could be so damn hot."

Lynda's fingers found the button on his jeans, deftly undoing them as she continued to ride him. She slid her hand inside, grasping his throbbing cock, and began to stroke it in time with her movements.

"I want to feel you inside me," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. "Let's make this fantasy a reality."

Jimmy quickly shed his clothes, his erection standing proudly, ready to fulfill her every desire. He positioned himself beneath her, his cock pressing against her wetness. With a gentle thrust, he entered her, their bodies becoming one.

Lynda cried out, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she took him deep within her. "Yes, yes, fuck me like we're breaking all the rules," she panted, her hips moving in a wild rhythm.

Jimmy matched her passion, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust upwards, filling her again and again. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, a testament to their unbridled lust.

As they reached new heights of ecstasy, Lynda leaned forward, her breasts brushing against Jimmy's chest. "I'm going to cum, baby," she whispered, her voice urgent. "I want to feel your hot cum inside me."

Jimmy's body tensed, his muscles coiled tight as he struggled to hold back his orgasm. "I'm close too, my love," he grunted. "Let's cum together, like we're soaring above the clouds."

Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, each thrust bringing them closer to the edge. Lynda's pussy clenched around Jimmy's cock, milking him as her orgasm built. With a final, powerful thrust, they both cried out, their bodies convulsing in pleasure.

Lynda collapsed onto Jimmy's chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "That was incredible," she whispered, her heart still racing. "I never imagined it would be so intense."

Jimmy held her tightly, his hands stroking her back. "You're amazing, Lynda," he said, his voice filled with awe. "I've never experienced anything like that before."

As they lay entangled in each other's arms, the sound of the jet engine still playing in the background, Lynda smiled. "I'm glad we created our own Mile-High Club experience," she said. "Sometimes, the best adventures happen right here on earth."

Jimmy kissed her, his lips tender against hers. "With you, every day is an adventure, and I can't wait to see what other fantasies we can bring to life."

And in that Premier Inn room, with the imaginary jet engines roaring, Lynda Leigh and Jimmy shared a moment of pure, unadulterated bliss, proving that love and lust knew no boundaries, not even the sky.