The flight from hell, or is it heaven? Or how I joined the mile fat club
Let’s start at the beginning. It was a beautiful sunny day in my home country, and I was planning on taking a flight to Tokyo, Japan to spend the week at an anime convention in Akibara. Perfect day to fly, the weathers so warm, it’s like the day is a warm hot water bottle, the warmth embracing my body, the sun making my skin tingle.
After going through passport control and heading to 5e duty free area I notice a lady, 5is lady is clearly American, she’s about 5ft 9 and about 400lb. I notice her shopping in the chocolate section of the duty free shop. I immediately think with a look of disgust on my face ‘yeah, fill your face fatty’ and I chuckle to myself for being so clever.
I walk past this fat cow,and I notice she’s wearing at short of my favourite anime show, in pink, but about 4 sizes too small., her fat stretch marked gut overhanging her jeans which are also far too small for her. She notices me walking past her with a bottle of jack daniels in my hand and a carton of lucky strike cigarettes, she has spotted my Demon Slayer T-shirt and is trying to make eye contact with me, a huge beaming smile on her fat pig like face. I quickly avoid eye contact and rush to the kiosk with my boarding pass, so I can get out of there and head to my flight.
I get to the gate and I start to board my flight, and in the corner of my eye I can see this fat cow a few people behind me in the queue, her bag full of duty free toblerones, and I think to myself I hope I’m not near this one on the flight, i do not want to sit next to a smelly sweaty fat chick who clearY isn’t self aware enough to cover that disgusting belly.
I get on board and get in my assigned seat which is the window seat on the first row in coach, and bring my iPad out and my switch ready to ignore the world for 13 hours.
Boarding continues, and imagine my face when this sweaty tub of lard is dated in the middle seat of my row. This poor cow still beaming a huge smile at me. I give a fake smile back and turn my head toward the window. 5is is going to be the worst flight of my life, I know this is not going to be pleasant.
This girl needs a seatbelt extender just to fit in the seat, and the arm rests don’t go down as they’re catching on her rolls of exposed pink flab, so there’s no barrier between us, except for my jacket which I try to roll up and but between us so I’m not made to feel uncomfortable. I feel quite bad about my disgust, I shouldn’t think thins like this about other people, but this cow is so fat, and she could have done something about it, so my disdain is justified,in my mind anyway. This girl does have a pretty face, and her hair is done so well, her make up done to perfection, smoky eyes, blushed cheeks and pretty pink on her lips. I look at her briefly, and I see her glistening tongue dart across her lips as she has to get some of that chocolate off. I have to turn away, I don’t know why I’m turning away, this chick looks like Jabba the Hutt after he’s eaten a giant toad, which both disgusts me to my core but also confuses me as to why I want to look.
Te fasten seatbelt light goes out, so we both take pur seat belts off, and I can see a big red mark but where the seatbelt was digging in, it looks red raw especially in the area the buckle was digging right in. She starts to rub this area as it must be sore, I catch her in my eye rubbing aloe on her flabby gut, and I think yeah if you were thin this wouldn’t be a problem. I watch in horror as her slimy aloe covered sausage fingers slowly massage her oversized belly, and this is the point where I ask her to stand up so I can go to the toilet, she flashes a perfect smile at me and says of course, in the softest American accent, I thank her and get up to squeeze past her, and as I’m squeezing past I brush up against her gut, and I’m all covered in her aloe gel. Visibly annoyed I tell her 5at she’s got her funk all over my new T-shirt, why couldn’t she just lose some fuckin weight and things like this wouldn’t happen. As soon as the words left my mouth I felt like a piece of absolute shit, I could see tears welling up in the girls eyes. I immediately change my attitude and put my hand on her arm and apologise, I really shouldn’t have been so rude. She pulls her hand back from me and says in an enraged voice, yes you really shouldn’t. You’re such a rude dick, and you’re hardly skinny yourself you stuck up asshole. This shocked me as I wasn’t expecting to be told off like that, but then she starts to laugh and says sorry to get like that, it was fine, I was just joking with you, I get it all the time, I’m used to it and I kinda like it., she taps me on the arm and whispers you’d better get to the toilet to get that gel off you before it goes hard. The gel or me I thought for a second…
A vest hours into the flight, the ice broken between us we get into conversation about our favourite animes, and games, as it turns out she’s going to the same anime convention I am. She tells me she’s booked into a capsule hotel in Shibuya to which I snort and ask her how she thinks she’ll fit into one of those tiny capsules, her belly would for sure touch the ceiling, how could she be comfortable in a bed like that? she says she didn’t really think about it, but it was cheap enough s she gently touches my arm and smiles at me.
I’m sat in my plane seat, 10 hours from Tokyo, this fat girl openly flirting with me, I can feel her tubbay guts pressing against my waist, and the warmth of her hand on my arm, I really don’t know what to do, I see that pale pink lip gloss she’s wearing, it’s inviting me, but I shake my head, and say to myself no, you can’t do 5is it’s disgusting, but at he same time I heart increase,my skin flushing and I know there’s something Hardin my pants that was there earlier. I’m for the first time in my life on the back foot because I know what I want to do but every fibre of me is trying to resist the urge to please my lips against this fat piggy’s lips, and slide my tongue in her mouth. I anticipate it will taste of chocolate, so I swallow, take a deep breath, put my hand on the girls cheek and move in for a kiss.the first time our lips touch is electric, and as I softly part her lips with my hungry tongue, I hear a slight gasp escape from her mouth. She breaks the kiss, smiles at me and says by the way my names Caitlin, and I smile back and say mines Hunter, nice to meet you., I don’t normally pick up strange fatties on flights you know, and she giggles, saying it’s fine, she’s just had her first kiss ever, and she really liked it. Your first kiss ever I say? For real? You must be a similar age to me, how can you not have kissed anyone? She says look at me, nobody’s ever been interested before today. Leaning back into her I whisper to her with a bit of surprise and ask really, and she blushes and nods her head, then she says threat she’s actually given a few guys blow Jobs before but they’ve not been interested in kissing either before or after., with that I lean in and kiss her lips again, and I move my hands down her body, touching her breast lightly before filling my hand with her warm but sweaty gut roll, stroking up and down, feeling where the aLoe gel has lubricated her fatness, asking her feel sticky and slippery to the touch.I break the kiss again and whisper to her, do you know how fucking hard you’re making my cock? I can already feel the slimy precum all over my boxers and my thighs. I place her hand on my hard cock and whisper to her, do you see what you’ve done to me? And she smiles back telling me her pussy is so wet, she’s never been this wet before, even on her own. I know because we’re sat on a plane, we can’t do much more than we’re doing already so I throw a blanket over us, i unbutton my pants, and I release my now rock hard cock, and gasp as I feel her porky sausage fingers grasp around the shaft, whilst she’s doing this, I feel a tremble in my body, so I do the same as her, I push my hand down the front of her pants, I trace a finger through her wet matted pubic hair, I squeeze her fupa slightly before softly rubbing her clit between my finger and thumb, mimicking her movements on my cock, feeling her clit growing in my hand, and I can smell the musky of or of her wet pussy filling my nostrils. I drop my fingers to her hole, I struggle to find it somewhat with the fatness surrounding her lips, and I circle my finger around her lips, before sliding it gently into her wet hole, forcing her lips apart with my hand and feeling inside her pussy for the gspot. As soon as my fingers recognise the feeling of slightly wrinkles skin inside her I start rubbing it with my finger whilst my thumb was working on her clit, the pressure starts getting harder, and I feel her cunt grip my finger like a vice, and her pussy starts spraying out warm girl cum, it’s soaking her pants, it’s all on the seat, and my hand is drenched. This makes my cock twitch with excitement and as she cums all over my hand I also cum in hers. She tales. Y cum and runs it on her lips as I start to lick her cum off my fingers. I now know I want my cock insode this fat pig, and I want it in there now, but that’s a story for another day
Let’s start at the beginning. It was a beautiful sunny day in my home country, and I was planning on taking a flight to Tokyo, Japan to spend the week at an anime convention in Akibara. Perfect day to fly, the weathers so warm, it’s like the day is a warm hot water bottle, the warmth embracing my body, the sun making my skin tingle.
After going through passport control and heading to 5e duty free area I notice a lady, 5is lady is clearly American, she’s about 5ft 9 and about 400lb. I notice her shopping in the chocolate section of the duty free shop. I immediately think with a look of disgust on my face ‘yeah, fill your face fatty’ and I chuckle to myself for being so clever.
I walk past this fat cow,and I notice she’s wearing at short of my favourite anime show, in pink, but about 4 sizes too small., her fat stretch marked gut overhanging her jeans which are also far too small for her. She notices me walking past her with a bottle of jack daniels in my hand and a carton of lucky strike cigarettes, she has spotted my Demon Slayer T-shirt and is trying to make eye contact with me, a huge beaming smile on her fat pig like face. I quickly avoid eye contact and rush to the kiosk with my boarding pass, so I can get out of there and head to my flight.
I get to the gate and I start to board my flight, and in the corner of my eye I can see this fat cow a few people behind me in the queue, her bag full of duty free toblerones, and I think to myself I hope I’m not near this one on the flight, i do not want to sit next to a smelly sweaty fat chick who clearY isn’t self aware enough to cover that disgusting belly.
I get on board and get in my assigned seat which is the window seat on the first row in coach, and bring my iPad out and my switch ready to ignore the world for 13 hours.
Boarding continues, and imagine my face when this sweaty tub of lard is dated in the middle seat of my row. This poor cow still beaming a huge smile at me. I give a fake smile back and turn my head toward the window. 5is is going to be the worst flight of my life, I know this is not going to be pleasant.
This girl needs a seatbelt extender just to fit in the seat, and the arm rests don’t go down as they’re catching on her rolls of exposed pink flab, so there’s no barrier between us, except for my jacket which I try to roll up and but between us so I’m not made to feel uncomfortable. I feel quite bad about my disgust, I shouldn’t think thins like this about other people, but this cow is so fat, and she could have done something about it, so my disdain is justified,in my mind anyway. This girl does have a pretty face, and her hair is done so well, her make up done to perfection, smoky eyes, blushed cheeks and pretty pink on her lips. I look at her briefly, and I see her glistening tongue dart across her lips as she has to get some of that chocolate off. I have to turn away, I don’t know why I’m turning away, this chick looks like Jabba the Hutt after he’s eaten a giant toad, which both disgusts me to my core but also confuses me as to why I want to look.
Te fasten seatbelt light goes out, so we both take pur seat belts off, and I can see a big red mark but where the seatbelt was digging in, it looks red raw especially in the area the buckle was digging right in. She starts to rub this area as it must be sore, I catch her in my eye rubbing aloe on her flabby gut, and I think yeah if you were thin this wouldn’t be a problem. I watch in horror as her slimy aloe covered sausage fingers slowly massage her oversized belly, and this is the point where I ask her to stand up so I can go to the toilet, she flashes a perfect smile at me and says of course, in the softest American accent, I thank her and get up to squeeze past her, and as I’m squeezing past I brush up against her gut, and I’m all covered in her aloe gel. Visibly annoyed I tell her 5at she’s got her funk all over my new T-shirt, why couldn’t she just lose some fuckin weight and things like this wouldn’t happen. As soon as the words left my mouth I felt like a piece of absolute shit, I could see tears welling up in the girls eyes. I immediately change my attitude and put my hand on her arm and apologise, I really shouldn’t have been so rude. She pulls her hand back from me and says in an enraged voice, yes you really shouldn’t. You’re such a rude dick, and you’re hardly skinny yourself you stuck up asshole. This shocked me as I wasn’t expecting to be told off like that, but then she starts to laugh and says sorry to get like that, it was fine, I was just joking with you, I get it all the time, I’m used to it and I kinda like it., she taps me on the arm and whispers you’d better get to the toilet to get that gel off you before it goes hard. The gel or me I thought for a second…
A vest hours into the flight, the ice broken between us we get into conversation about our favourite animes, and games, as it turns out she’s going to the same anime convention I am. She tells me she’s booked into a capsule hotel in Shibuya to which I snort and ask her how she thinks she’ll fit into one of those tiny capsules, her belly would for sure touch the ceiling, how could she be comfortable in a bed like that? she says she didn’t really think about it, but it was cheap enough s she gently touches my arm and smiles at me.
I’m sat in my plane seat, 10 hours from Tokyo, this fat girl openly flirting with me, I can feel her tubbay guts pressing against my waist, and the warmth of her hand on my arm, I really don’t know what to do, I see that pale pink lip gloss she’s wearing, it’s inviting me, but I shake my head, and say to myself no, you can’t do 5is it’s disgusting, but at he same time I heart increase,my skin flushing and I know there’s something Hardin my pants that was there earlier. I’m for the first time in my life on the back foot because I know what I want to do but every fibre of me is trying to resist the urge to please my lips against this fat piggy’s lips, and slide my tongue in her mouth. I anticipate it will taste of chocolate, so I swallow, take a deep breath, put my hand on the girls cheek and move in for a kiss.the first time our lips touch is electric, and as I softly part her lips with my hungry tongue, I hear a slight gasp escape from her mouth. She breaks the kiss, smiles at me and says by the way my names Caitlin, and I smile back and say mines Hunter, nice to meet you., I don’t normally pick up strange fatties on flights you know, and she giggles, saying it’s fine, she’s just had her first kiss ever, and she really liked it. Your first kiss ever I say? For real? You must be a similar age to me, how can you not have kissed anyone? She says look at me, nobody’s ever been interested before today. Leaning back into her I whisper to her with a bit of surprise and ask really, and she blushes and nods her head, then she says threat she’s actually given a few guys blow Jobs before but they’ve not been interested in kissing either before or after., with that I lean in and kiss her lips again, and I move my hands down her body, touching her breast lightly before filling my hand with her warm but sweaty gut roll, stroking up and down, feeling where the aLoe gel has lubricated her fatness, asking her feel sticky and slippery to the touch.I break the kiss again and whisper to her, do you know how fucking hard you’re making my cock? I can already feel the slimy precum all over my boxers and my thighs. I place her hand on my hard cock and whisper to her, do you see what you’ve done to me? And she smiles back telling me her pussy is so wet, she’s never been this wet before, even on her own. I know because we’re sat on a plane, we can’t do much more than we’re doing already so I throw a blanket over us, i unbutton my pants, and I release my now rock hard cock, and gasp as I feel her porky sausage fingers grasp around the shaft, whilst she’s doing this, I feel a tremble in my body, so I do the same as her, I push my hand down the front of her pants, I trace a finger through her wet matted pubic hair, I squeeze her fupa slightly before softly rubbing her clit between my finger and thumb, mimicking her movements on my cock, feeling her clit growing in my hand, and I can smell the musky of or of her wet pussy filling my nostrils. I drop my fingers to her hole, I struggle to find it somewhat with the fatness surrounding her lips, and I circle my finger around her lips, before sliding it gently into her wet hole, forcing her lips apart with my hand and feeling inside her pussy for the gspot. As soon as my fingers recognise the feeling of slightly wrinkles skin inside her I start rubbing it with my finger whilst my thumb was working on her clit, the pressure starts getting harder, and I feel her cunt grip my finger like a vice, and her pussy starts spraying out warm girl cum, it’s soaking her pants, it’s all on the seat, and my hand is drenched. This makes my cock twitch with excitement and as she cums all over my hand I also cum in hers. She tales. Y cum and runs it on her lips as I start to lick her cum off my fingers. I now know I want my cock insode this fat pig, and I want it in there now, but that’s a story for another day