The plane hummed with the steady drone of engines at thirty thousand feet, but that familiar vibration did nothing to drown out the heat building inside me. I was Mark, the guy who lived for these moments, and right now, with Lena's curvy body pressed against mine in the narrow aisle, I couldn't hold back any longer. Her fiery red hair spilled over her shoulders, begging for my grip as I yanked her closer, my cock already rock-hard and straining against my pants. 'Fuck, Lena, you're mine right here,' I growled, my voice cutting through the cabin's murmur. She whimpered, her eyes wide with that wild, submissive hunger I craved, and I shoved her skirt up, exposing her soaked pussy to the dim lights and prying eyes around us. I grabbed a fistful of her red hair, pulling hard as I thrust into her from behind. The aisle was cramped, bodies in seats on either side, but that only fueled the fire. My cock slid deep into her tight, wet cunt, each pump making her gasp louder. 'Take it, you dirty slut,' I hissed, feeling her walls clench around me. Passengers stared, some shifting uncomfortably, others with hands sneaking under blankets. A woman across the aisle bit her lip, her hand moving rhythmically between her legs, while a guy next to her adjusted his pants, his bulge obvious. The air thickened with the scent of sex and sweat, and our moans echoed off the overhead bins, turning the cabin into a live show. Lena's cries grew sharper, her voice breaking as I fucked her harder, my hips slamming against her ass. 'Oh God, Mark, yes—fuck me harder,' she moaned, her words slurring with pleasure. I could feel eyes on us, the thrill of exhibitionism making my balls tighten. A couple in the row ahead locked gazes with me, the woman's hand on her partner's crotch, stroking him through his jeans. 'Look at them watching you,' I whispered in Lena's ear, my breath hot against her skin. She shivered, pushing back against my thrusts, her pussy dripping down my shaft. The plane's intercom crackled, but no one cared; the flight attendants were too busy. That's when I spotted Sophie, the tall blonde attendant with legs that went on forever, her uniform skirt hiked up as she pinned Jake against the galley wall. Jake, that muscular brunette beast, grabbed her ass roughly, his cock already out and plunging into her. 'Fuck, Sophie, you're so tight,' he grunted, his voice rough and dominant as he lifted her off the ground, her long legs wrapping around his waist. They were right there in the aisle, just a few feet away, their bodies slapping together with wet, urgent sounds. Sophie's moans mixed with ours, her blonde hair flying as she rode him hard. 'Pound my pussy, Jake—don't stop,' she begged, her eyes half-closed in ecstasy. The scene spread like wildfire. A middle-aged couple a few rows back couldn't resist; the man pulled his wife onto his lap, hiking up her dress and sliding into her from behind. 'Oh fuck, yes, right here,' she panted, her hands gripping the seat in front of her as he thrust up into her. Another passenger, a young guy alone, whipped out his dick and started jerking off openly, his fist pumping fast as he stared at Lena and me. The cabin filled with the symphony of lust—moans, gasps, the slick sounds of fucking everywhere. I glanced around, my cock throbbing inside Lena, the voyeuristic thrill pushing me to the edge. 'See that, baby? Everyone's joining in because of us,' I said, my voice low and commanding as I rammed into her deeper. Lena's body shook with each impact, her curvy tits bouncing under her top. I reached around, pinching her nipple hard through the fabric, making her yelp. 'You're such a good little whore, getting off on all this,' I taunted, my fingers digging into her hip. She nodded frantically, her red hair a mess in my fist. 'Yes, Mark—make me cum with everyone watching,' she whined, her pussy squeezing me tighter. Jake and Sophie weren't far off; he had her bent over a seat now, his thick cock reaming her ass, her screams echoing mine. 'Take it deep, you bitch,' he ordered, spanking her ass red as she pushed back against him. More couples paired off, the plane turning into a floating orgy. A woman in the window seat fingered herself wildly, her legs spread for the guy next to her to watch, while he stroked his shaft inches from her face. The air was heavy with the musk of cum and arousal, bodies writhing in the confined space. I could feel Lena's orgasm building, her breaths coming in short, desperate gasps. 'I'm gonna fill you up, right here in front of everyone,' I promised, my thrusts turning brutal, my balls slapping against her. She arched her back, her moans turning into a scream as waves of pleasure hit her. But I didn't stop; I kept pounding, the whole cabin's eyes on us, fueling my dominance. The thought of all these people getting off to our show made me grin, my cock swelling even more inside her. As the chaos swirled around us—Sophie riding Jake's face now, her juices dripping down his chin, and other passengers swapping partners—I gripped Lena tighter. 'Not done yet, baby,' I murmured, feeling the edge approaching but holding back, savoring the raw energy. The plane shook with our collective rhythm, but I knew this was just the start, the night sky outside promising more thrills ahead.