TRIP TO REMEMBER

Sixteen-year-old Trent McGriff yawned and looked around 
the cabin of the airplane.  It was nearly empty.  He 
glanced across the aisle to look at his mother and 
sister.  They were fast asleep.

Getting up to stretch his legs, Trent felt strangely 
luxurious.  His dirty blonde hair was getting long, 
with the bangs brushing against nose.  It was odd to be 
one of only a few people on a plane.  Trent meandered 
down the aisle, pretending he was rich big shot and 
that this was his plane, a private plane.  He ignored 
the two people sleeping near the front of the cabin.  
It ruined the fantasy.

'Can I help you?'

Trent was startled out of his dream and realized he had 
almost wandered into first class. 

A pretty young flight attendant was standing in front 
of him, smiling.

'Oh...uh sorry.  I was just wandering around....'  
Trent could barely speak, he was so flustered.  The 
girl - woman - in front of him was gorgeous.  

She was wearing your typical flight attendant uniform, 
a white blouse and navy blue skirt.  The woman was 
about Trent's height - 5'8" - with soft brown hair 
pinned up into a neat bun on her head.  

Trent stared at her beautiful face, warm gray eyes and 
full lips as uncomfortable silence filled the air.

The woman laughed.  'Yeah, I do that a lot, too, on 
these red-eye flights.  There's usually no one around, 
so I get bored.'  She glanced around and looked slyly 
at Trent.  'Want to sit in first class?'

'Sure!'

The flight attendant led Trent through the curtains and 
into first class, which was empty on this flight.  
Trent tried not to look, but couldn't help staring at 
the woman's tight ass, which swayed sexily in front of 
his face.

'Have a seat,' she said, taking the window seat of a 
bank of wide, cushy, leather seats.

Trent sat down.  'Oh yeah, that's the stuff,' he sighed 
as he sank into the gray leather.  

The flight attendant giggled.  'They are comfy, aren't 
they?'  She stuck out a hand.  'My name's Trish.'

Trent grasped her hand.  'Trent.'  He released her hand 
and pushed his dirty blonde hair out of his eyes.  The 
smell of her perfume clung to his hand and made him 
dizzy.

'So where are you from Trent?'  Trish asked, shifting 
in her seat so she could look at him.

'St. John's, Newfoundland.'

'That's up in Canada, isn't it?' 

'Yeah.  Me, my mom and my sister boarded in Boston.  We 
were there visiting some of my dad's relatives.'

'Is your dad with you, too?' 

Trent shifted in his seat.  'My dad died about five 
years ago.'

Trish looked embarrassed and placed a hand on Trent's 
knee.  'Oh, I'm so sorry.  I didn't mean to -'

'That's okay,' Trent assured her.  'There's no way you 
could've known.'

An awkward silence filled the air.

'Umm...so what are you going to Hawaii for?' Trish 
inquired, trying to get past her mistake.

'Oh, my relatives on my mom's side are having a big 
reunion.  They have one every five years, and this year 
it's the relatives in Hawaii holding it.'

'Wow, that sounds fun,' Trish said brightly.

'It will be,' Trent agreed.  He glanced at his knee.  
Trish's hand was still on it.

Trish followed his gaze.  She smiled at Trent's 
discomfort.

'Am I making you nervous?' she asked, brushing a stray 
stand of hair out of his face.  Her hand lingered on 
his cheek for a long second.

Trent coughed and tried to act like a stud.  'Uh, no, 
of course not...'  It didn't sound very convincing.  He 
looked at Trish.  She wasn't buying it.

'Are you sure?' she asked softly, rubbing his knee 
gently.

Trent struggled to keep his composure as Trish's hand 
drifted up his leg, squeezing his thigh.  To his 
horror, he felt himself get hard and watched as his 
dick created a tent in his pants.

Trish smiled when she saw his erection.  'Oh, it looks 
like I'm not making you nervous...I'm making you 
something else, right?'  She caught Trent's eye and 
smiled suggestively.  Her hand left his leg and went to 
her blouse.

Trent could barely breathe as he watched Trish unbutton 
her blouse, slowly revealing her full, firm breasts, 
clad in a white lace bra.  

Trish pulled the blouse out of her skirt to finish 
unbuttoning it.  When she was done she pulled the front 
apart slightly, showing a nervous Trent her firm body.  
She guided one of his trembling hands to her breast.

Trent was shaking as he cupped Trish's left breast in 
his hand, feeling it, full and warm.

'Do you like my tits?' Trish whispered, reaching behind 
her and pulling clips from her hair.  Her hair, thick 
and lustrous, cascaded to her shoulders.  'Do you like 
feeling them in your hand?'

Trent stammered.  He couldn't reply, and he didn't want 
to admit these were the first tits he'd ever touched.

Trish smiled, recognizing his nervousness for what it 
really was.  'You've never really had much experience 
with girls, have you Trent?'

Ashamed, Trent nodded.  

'Well, everyone had to start somewhere.'  Trish stood 
and unzipped her skirt, wiggling out of it.  Black 
panties covered her sweet mound.  Her legs, toned and 
smooth, stepped out of her skirt.

'Let's see how big your dick is,' Trish grinned, 
reaching down and unzipping his pants.  She pulled 
Trent's hard cock out of his shorts and pants.  
'Ooooo...very nice, Trent!'  Trish slowly stroked his 
hard, six-inch dick in her soft, dry hand.

'Please....I'm going to...c-c-cum,' Trent stammered, 
feeling the pressure building.

'Oh, I don't want that,' Trish sang softly, releasing 
him.  She rotated her hips slowly in front of Trent 
before she straddled him, his cock in front of her 
crotch.  Trish leaned forward and kissed the startled 
boy.

Trent closed his eyes and lost himself in her kiss, 
feeling her soft lips against his, probing into her 
mouth with his tongue.  His hands moved with a life of 
their own, rubbing the small of Trish's back and then 
sliding up her body.  

Trent could feel Trish smile as he ran his hands up to 
her breasts, pushing her bra off her firm mounds.  He 
rubbed her stiff nipples with his thumbs, gently 
caressing and squeezing her tits with his palms and 
fingers.

'Ummm, that's nice,' Trish whispered huskily.  'If you 
haven't done this before, you're a natural.'

Trent blushed at the compliment, unsure of what to say 
or do next.

Trish brought her hands down to Trent's lap, rubbing 
his swollen cock.  

'You're getting harder, Trent.  It's a shame to think 
that this big, thick cock hasn't fucked a pussy yet.'  
Trish continued stroke his dick as she pushed the 
crotch of her panties aside, revealing her glistening 
pussy.  'Do you want to fuck me?  Stick that big dick 
into my cunt?'

Trent, even more turned on by Trish's dirty talk, 
nodded weakly, not believing he was about to have sex.

'Good, that's the answer I wanted,' Trish said, smiling 
as she got off of Trent's lap.  'Come on.  We have to 
switch.'

Trish sat down on the edge of the chair, her firm 
buttocks hanging slightly off the seat as Trent kneeled 
between her legs, staring at Trish's pussy.  He pushed 
the soft material of her panties further to the side, 
inhaling the smell of Trish's excitement.

'Lick it if you want to Trent.'  Trish whispered 
excitedly.  'Do anything as long it'll help me cum.'

Trent continued to stare at her cunt, at the neat 
rectangle of hair at the top of her slit.  He ran his 
finger down her slit, causing Trish to gasp.  
Emboldened, Trent gently spread the outer lips of 
Trish's vagina, revealing the soft pink of her pussy 
walls.  

Trish groaned loudly, immediately slapping a hand over 
her mouth to muffle the sound as Trent ran his tongue 
up and down her slit.  She clamped her thighs against 
his head as he probed deeply into her cunt with his 
tongue, his hands on her hips.

'Oh yeah, lick my cunt.  Yeah...oh, oh...suck my clit, 
Trent, make me cum,' Trish gasped, pushing Trent's head 
closer to her pussy.

Trent's fingers explored the top of Trish's slit and 
uncovered her hard clit.  He rubbed it gently with his 
thumb as he continued to suck and nibble on the sweet 
folds of Trish's pussy.  Her cunt was getting wetter as 
he continued to eat her out, licking with long strokes.  

Trish bit her lip to stifle a sound of pleasure as 
Trent's mouth circled her clit.  He ran his tongue over 
it as he sucked.  Two of his fingers found their way 
into her slippery cunt and began to furiously plunge in 
and out, driving deep into the inner folds of her 
pussy.

'Keep it up...faster, faster...yes! Yes!  I'm cumming!  
I'm cumming!'  Trish moaned softly, running her hands 
through Trent's hair.  'Don't stop!  I'm going to cum 
again!'

Trent continued to finger fuck Trish and suck her clit, 
tasting the rewards of his manipulations on his tongue 
and smelling it in the air.

Trish gasped as she came again.  She pulled his head 
away from her crotch, whispering, 'Stick that big dick 
of your into me...fuck me.'

The anticipation was almost too much for Trent as he 
positioned his cock against Trish's pussy.  He could 
feel the warmth from her cunt as he slid the tip of his 
cock up and down her juicy slit.

'Oh, yes.  Hurry...fuck me now!' Trish groaned, feeling 
Trent's hard cock near her pussy.  She moaned as he 
slowly pushed into her, his thickness filling up her 
wet cunt, stretching her out.  

'Uhhh....fuck me...slide that big cock into me,' Trish 
panted as Trent began to thrust in and out of her 
slowly, fucking her with long, hard strokes.  Her hand 
reached down and she formed a circle with her index and 
thumb around his cock, stroking his dick whenever he 
wasn't in her cunt.

Trent breathed deeply, trying to keep himself from 
coming as he watched his dick glide in and out of 
Trish's wet twat, her pussy lips circling his shaft and 
small hand creating more pressure and tightness.  He 
grunted as he fucked her faster, their bodies slamming 
together wetly.  Seeing that her clit was hard and 
glistening, Trent started to massage it with his thumb, 
rubbing it hard.

Trish gasped as Trent increased his pace and continued 
to finger her clit..  She began to meet his thrusts 
with thrusts of her own, relishing the feeling of his 
young cock in her pussy.  

'Fuck yeah...oh...oh yeah, harder!  Fuck me harder, 
Trent!  Make me cum!'  Trish gasped, rubbing her full 
breasts with her hands, pinching her nipples.

Looking down at Trish's pretty face was almost enough 
to make Trent cum as he continued to stroke into her, 
grasping her hips and slamming his dick hard into her 
pussy.

'Arghh....I'm going to cum...' Trent grunted in 
pleasure as Trish started to milk his cock with her 
pussy, grinding her hips against him in small circles.  
Trish held his cock in a tight grip with her pussy, her 
hand squeezing his cock harder, making it more 
difficult for him to fuck her, but more pleasurable 
too.

'Harder...rub my clit harder!' Trish squealed as 
quietly as she could as Trent rubbed her clit 
furiously.  'Oh God...I'm cumming!  I'm cumming!'

As Trish came, she squeezed harder on Trent with her 
pussy, making him groan.  

'God....Oh fuck!  I'm cumming!!'  Trent gasped as he 
felt his dick jerk in Trish's warm cunt.  'Fuck...oh 
fuck!'

Trish leaned her head back as her orgasm subsided to a 
low ebb, feeling happy and peaceful.  She felt Trent's 
cock jerk once, twice, three time inside her as he 
spurted his cum into her receiving cunt.

'Oh, wow.'  Trent gasped, out of breath, his dick 
sliding wetly out of Trish's cunt with a schlorp!  
Trent collapsed into the seat beside Trish, trying to 
catch his breath.

'You said it,' Trish murmured dreamily.  'That was the 
best fuck I've had in months.'  She glanced at Trent 
and smiled.  'For a first timer, that was really, 
really, REALLY good.' Her hand lightly stroked his 
cheek.

'Oh fuck!'  Trish hurriedly covered her tits with her 
bra and began to button up her shirt.

'What is it?'  Trent asked, alarmed.

Trish waved her hand at him, the watch she was wearing 
glinting in the dim light.  'The plane lands in a 
couple of hours.  I have to help get things ready.  I 
hope no one noticed I was gone.'  Trish smoothed out 
her shirt over her body and adjusted her panties so 
they covered her cunt.   She paused and glanced slyly 
at Trent.

Watching with a curious eye, Trent observed Trish rub 
her pussy through her panties and then push the 
material deep into her sweet folds, soaking up as much 
of her juices and his cum as she could.

'Here,' she grinned, rolling the now soaked panties 
down her long legs.  Trish picked them up with her hand 
and cleaned his still sticky cock with the dry patch 
left on the piece of cotton.  She pressed the damp 
piece of material into his hand and kissed him softly 
on the mouth.  'A little souvenir.  Who knows, maybe 
we'll see each other again one day.'

Trent smiled and kissed Trish again, savoring the taste 
of her soft lips.  Breaking the kiss, Trent quickly 
pulled his pants up and stuffed Trish's panties into 
his pocket.  Together, they walked back to Trent's 
cabin.

'Better sit down,' Trish whispered, glancing around.  
No one had stirred since Trent wandered out.

'Alright,' Trent whispered back.  'I have to thank you 
for the best plane trip that I'll ever have.'

Trish laughed softly.  'Believe me, the pleasure was 
all mine.'

***

A little over two hours later, Trent walked off the 
plane with his mother and sister.  He managed to sneak 
a wink to Trish without being seen and she blew him a 
little kiss.

They gathered up their luggage, Trent yawning all the 
while.  Next, they headed to the car rental stand, 
where Trent dozed in an uncomfortable chair as his 
mother made the necessary arrangements.

'You're driving,' his mother said, waking him up and 
jingling the keys in front of his face.

'I'm tired,' Trent protested, rising to his feet 
slowly.  

'But I know the island and can tell you where to go.  
Didn't you sleep on the plane?' she asked.

'No,' Trent responded, waking his sister, who was also 
sleeping on a chair.

'You must have been bored,' his mother said as she led 
them to the parking lot.

Trent didn't say anything for a moment.  'Oh, I found 
things to do...'