“I Had Sex In The Chair On A Plane And There Was A Guy Watching”
The Mile High Club is nothing new. I’ve got to imagine most everyone has heard about it.
Okay, I really have no idea who Cara Delevingne is. Then again, nobody’s ever accused me of being on the cutting edge of fashion and cinema.
Still, as I do read quite a bit about the airline industry, I came across this story, one that I found quite cheeky.
Cara Delevingne, a model who turned actress (she was in the movie Pan), recently admitted she’s a member of the Mile High Club, and in interesting fashion:
“I had sex in the chair on a plane and there was a guy watching. We ended up telling the air stewardess what was happening. Like, ‘This guy keeps staring at us. Can you tell him to stop?'”
Really? She was upset that someone was watching her have sex. In public. On an airplane.
I’ve heard/read plenty of stories of people sneaking into the lavatory on a plane to join the Mile High Club. Can’t say I’ve heard many first-hand experiences of people who tried to join while sitting in their seat, and then complained when someone watched. I’d have to say that sex on a plane is better than performing the act in the airport, but it seems plenty of people are doing that as well. Still can’t get over that, given I have yet to be in an airport bathroom I’d describe as “nice”.
One has to wonder if she’s used “Tinder for frequent travelers” to source accomplices for the Mile High Club, or if she’s always participated with a traveling partner. After all, the article notes a UK survey that says 1 in 10 have joined Mile High Club, most with a stranger. Gotta find those people somehow…..
In the end, she’d probably just be better sticking to hotels. Here’s a list of some of the sexiest hotels to help guide the way.
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Recently, a magazine quoted Kris that the flight crew encourage Bruce and her to have sex in the first class restroom. Then there the Rolling Stone piece, where Lucky boost one of the flight crew gave him a blow job on an airplane.
Kevin, I don’t recall the Rolling Stone piece saying Lucky got a BJ on a plane. There was some monkeying around by a crew member, but I don’t recall a BJ.
On a recent international flight, an attendant maneuvered an unwitting Schlappig into an empty row, administering what he delicately terms a surprising and unwanted hand job. (“It was a disaster,” he says. “I tried to get out, but there was no point.”)
Yes, Paul. I recall that quote (what I was alluding to in my reply above). But, a flight attendant making an advance along the lines of an unwanted hand job is a big difference from a blow job, at least according to the terms I learned growing up. 😉
I was just providing the source for your (correct) remembrance. It’s sad that my brain retains these things (or at least sufficient data to populate a Google search)
Paul, gotcha. 🙂
My brain remembers some pretty weird stuff as well. Thanks for including the relevant quote.