0 comments/ 72841 views/ 46 favorites Ultra Class By: seth_perm "NEW FROM TRANS-GLOBAL AIRLINES THE ULTIMATE IN LUXURY TRAVEL! YOU'VE TRIED BUSINESS CLASS; YOU'VE TRIED FIRST CLASS. NOW FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER, TRY ULTRA CLASS, THE FINEST IN-FLIGHT EXPERIENCE OF ALL TIME!" Dan knew he was a lucky bastard. It had been an idle whim that had made him pick up a Twak bar at the newsagents when he was buying his customary pack of twenty cigarettes one rainy Tuesday morning. He wasn't a great chocolate eater but he just happened to have a craving for some. And when he'd opened the wrapper to see he'd won a prize, he'd almost thrown it away because, frankly, every on-packet competition offer always said you'd won a prize. But as the top prize was supposed to be a luxury weekend in New York, staying at the Waldorf with ultra-class flights, he'd made an idle enquiry on the online competition site. And even when the garish website had informed him that he'd won the main prize, he hadn't really believed it, although he had left his contact details just in case. It was only when a bubbly PR woman from the Twack confectionery company had rung him on his mobile to congratulate him that he'd really started to believe he that maybe luck had finally been kind to him. He'd been secretly elated for a few days while he considered whom he would take with him but then he'd got a call from his wife, Mary, about a letter from the stupid PR woman at Twack. She'd also been excited at the prospect of going to New York which really pissed Dan off as he hadn't been planning on taking her. Dan was a long distance lorry driver. He was happy driving his wagon for several reasons but the main one was that he didn't spend much time at home. He didn't know when he had begun to feel like this, vaguely remembering that when he'd married Mary he'd actually wanted to spend time with her and she with him. But gradually this feeling had disappeared so that when he was home he wasn't particularly happy and neither was she. So, although he'd have loved to have taken a young or indeed any woman with him if he'd known any, he'd actually planned to take one of his mates to New York and just pretend he was making a haul to Scotland or something. So he'd been feeling a bit miserable about things until his wife's mother had broken her leg the week before they were due to go. Now, he actually got on reasonably well with his mother so this wouldn't normally have been an occasion for celebration, but when Mary said that she now couldn't go to New York because she had to look after her mum, he'd been secretly ecstatic although of course he'd made a lot of sympathetic noises. She'd even suggested he take one of his friends instead but, at such a late date, no-one had been available; nor were the tickets transferable so he couldn't sell them and so Dan had bravely agreed that he'd just have to go himself. And here he was, on flight TGA6969 from London Heathrow to JFK New York, the sole occupant of the ultra class cabin lounge, normally only affordable by millionaires and then only the richest ones. The plane was a Bobus 666, the brand new quadruple-decked superjumbo and the whole top deck was composed of the secure ultra class cabin, which only had four seats in it anyway. Although seats was probably the wrong word as they were more like huge leather armchairs. There was a full size bar from which Dan had already received a bottle of ice-cold beer, separate sleeping cabins with king size beds, a Michelin-starred á la carte in-flight meal service and giant individual plasma screens with complete home entertainment systems to name just a few of the luxuries. And then of course there were the cabin crew. Obviously when TGA had decided to create a separate ultra class they had picked the very best and most photogenic cabin crew available. Now in his mid-forties, Dan had never been very popular with the ladies. His brow was low and heavy, his eyes too close together and he was naturally short and unalterably chubby. Nor was he a fashion photographer, a lap-dancing magnate or a high-class pimp so he had never spent any time in the company of seriously beautiful women. Which was he was even more glad he wasn't with his wife because right now he was surrounded by the most lovely, the most stunning, the most perfect women he had ever seen outside of the pages of the most glossy of the top-shelf gentlemen's magazines. There were four stewardesses in the cabin, despite the fact he was the only customer, and if he had been asked to pick four fantasy women he couldn't have come up with any better than he could see in front of him right now. They were no doubt used to the most demanding and prosperous passengers as no-one else could afford ultra class and so they probably thought he was some sort of eccentric nouveau riche scruff. He certainly wasn't going to tell them that actually he was in fact a chronically poor working class scruff because right now they were treating him like royalty. He'd read everything he could about ultra class when he'd found out he'd won the prize. The usual passenger was likely to be a Russian oil billionaire or a Saudi prince and the tips that were rumoured to be given to the air crew were legendary, often supposedly running to many thousands of pounds. Dan had $500 of spending money given to him by Twack and there was no way he was giving any of it to anyone no matter how well he was cared for. But, of course, they didn't know that so he was happy to take advantage of the service while he could. Wherever he looked there was a beautiful smiling young woman in an elegant blue blouse, a short navy skirt and a classic dainty air-hostess hat wearing tights or, Dan dared to hope, stockings with surprisingly high heels. After they had taken off, Dan studied them in turn trying to decide who was the most gorgeous. Ellie was in charge of the cabin crew, a tall Scottish statuesque blonde with blue eyes and enormous breasts. Lin was a petite oriental American woman with a sinuous figure and gorgeous delicate features. Helena was also American, black with a long straight pony tail, generous curves and liquid golden-brown eyes. And finally Wendy was an English willowy redhead with startling green eyes and a perfect shapely bottom. As he sipped his beer and studied them, they asked him every few minutes if there were anything they could do for him, each with a wide fixed smile. He wondered if their faces hurt or if they'd had special smiling training to allow such an unchanging expression. Not that he was in anyway unhappy. He was just enjoying being in their company. The hint of cleavage when they bent down, the sway of their hips as they walked past, the faint whiff of sophisticated perfume as they leant over him all made for a heady and invigorating combination. In fact, Dan found himself becoming somewhat physically aroused and he therefore crossed his legs so as not to embarrass himself. Dan realised that something was wrong half an hour into the journey. He hadn't been able to get the entertainment system to work and had asked Wendy to sort it out for him. He could see the four stewardesses conferring and then taking turns to try things on his screen and then the others without any apparent success. When Wendy came over to talk to him, her smile, although still there, was apologetic. "Mr. Flan, I'm really sorry, I have to apologise most sincerely on behalf of Trans-Global Airlines as well as the entire ultra class cabin crew. I'm afraid that the whole ultra class entertainment system is out of order. I would offer you a, um, downgrade to First Class but I can't even do that as the flight is entirely full apart from this cabin. Please accept my apologies and rest assured all of us will do our absolute utmost to make your journey as comfortable as we possibly can." Dan was a little distracted and so didn't really take in what Wendy was saying at first. He couldn't help but look down her blouse as she leant over him. She was wearing a scarlet bra which nicely held her reasonably sized breasts and her bosom looked creamy and freckly. He looked up into her deep green eyes to realise that he'd been staring and that she knew exactly at what he'd been looking. However her red-lipsticked smile didn't falter and she maintained eye contact as she waited for his response. It took a second to take in what she'd said. No entertainment? On an eight hour journey? "What! I don't believe this," he complained. "This is supposed to be the ultimate in luxury travel. What the hell am I supposed to do for eight hours?" Dan wasn't much of a reader and so hadn't bought a book or anything else to occupy his time. Wendy's eyes flared in what looked like real concern. He realised that it was really important to her that he was happy with his journey. He decided not conceal his displeasure. "I'm going to complain about this as soon as I get to JFK. We're only thirty minutes into the flight and I'm already really disappointed with TGA," he grumbled. For the first time he saw hesitation in her smile. "Oh, Mr. Flan, I promise we will all do absolutely anything we can to make your journey really enjoyable. Please allow us the opportunity to impress you with our very best personal service before you decide on making an official complaint." Dan was still irritated but Wendy was just so beautiful with her rich auburn hair and gorgeous leggy figure that he found it difficult to remain truly annoyed with her. He huffed, "Well, we'll see. I still don't know what I'm supposed to do for so long." "Perhaps I could get you another drink?" Wendy said in her cultured accent. "Yes, thanks," he replied. As she walked away towards the bar at the front of the cabin to consult her colleagues, he watched her bum sway from side to side in her tight short navy skirt. "Oh, fuck, she's so hot," he thought to himself as imagined what it would be like to feel such an amazing butt. He adjusted his erection in his trousers uncomfortably and tried to distract himself by looking out of the window at the sea of fluffy white cloud but he couldn't help but think of Wendy. "Mr. Flan?" He looked up startled to find Ella standing over him with a bottle of beer and glass on a tray. He realised two things simultaneously. One was that she had been standing there for a while trying to attract his attention while he'd been fantasising about taking Wendy roughly from behind. And the other was that he was sporting an obvious erection. He crossed his legs in a vain attempt to hide it but as Ella lifted her lovely blue eyes to meet his, he could clearly see she was aware of his awkward state. "Oh, yes, I mean, er, yes?" he stuttered, discomfited by her presence, her height and her magnificent chest. "Mr. Flan, I know Wendy has already said sorry to you," she said in her delightful Highland accent, "but, as head of the cabin crew, I really wanted to add my own heartfelt apologies. Is there anything I or any of the rest of us can do to make up for this terrible situation?" It took a little while for Dan to untie his tongue. If Wendy had been slender and elegant, Ella was curvaceous and sensual. Her mouth was parted slightly as she smiled and her light pink lips looked moist. Her blonde hair was tied back in a short pony tail and her considerable breasts strained at her blue blouse as if they were trying to escape. Once more Dan couldn't help but look down her top at her black bra and into her magnificent cleavage. He squirmed in his chair as his erection flexed involuntarily. "Are you sure you're feeling OK, Mr. Flan?" Ella said, noticing his wriggling. "If you're in any discomfort at all, I, or any of my colleagues, would be more than happy to ease it for you." For a few seconds, Dan was breathless. What was she saying? He looked down at his obviously bulging crotch and back up at her. "Oh, Mr.Flan, that does look uncomfortable," Ella said looking down too. "I'm particularly concerned that one of the ultra class cabin crew might have caused your, um, distress? Was it Wendy?" Dan didn't know what to say. He felt a strange mixture of extreme arousal and complete terror. He settled for nodding uncertainly. Ella looked back over her shoulder. "Wendy? I need you to come and help Mr. Flan," she called. Dan let out a deep animal groan as Wendy swayed back towards him. "Wendy," Ella instructed pointing to his lap, "look at what you've done to Mr. Flan. I'm afraid it's your responsibility to make it better for him." Wendy made an exaggerated show of licking her lips. "My pleasure," she said as she knelt down in front of him, still smiling. Dan held his breath in astonishment as Ella, leaning seductively over him, reached down and slowly tugged his fly down. She slid one of her perfectly manicured hands inside his trousers and pulled his cock out firmly. "Oh, fuck," he swore in disbelief at the coolness of her hand on his aching erection. "There you go Wendy, kiss it better," Ella said. Wendy bent her head down and pecked her hot red lips slowly onto the very tip of his knob, causing him to moan in anticipation. Her lips felt warm and wet, and left a sticky red mark which was then washed away as she swirled her tongue around his glans. "Oh, fuck, yes," Dan swore at the remarkable feeling of her tight mouth slowly sliding down his throbbing dick. He couldn't believe this was happening but he was determined to enjoy every second of his good fortune. As Wendy slowly bobbed her head up and down the length of his shaft, pausing occasionally to flick her tongue over his knob or suck on his heavy balls, Dan looked up at Ella. He knew he shouldn't have done it without asking, but he couldn't help himself as he reached up to squeeze her big firm boobs through her blouse. Instead of complaining, Ella inclined her head slightly to the left and beamed at him. "Would you like me to get my breasts out for you, Mr. Flan? I can guarantee that they're most satisfactory." "Oh, yes," he grunted in reply. Ella unbuttoned her blouse unhurriedly to expose her magnificent bosom, encase in a pretty lacy bra, before reaching behind her to unclasp it. Her knockers were as big as he'd imagined although even firmer and more upstanding than he'd have thought possible. Her nipples were light brown and hardened almost instantly at his touch. "Oh, wow, you're tits are amazing," he said to her as he groped both firmly. She just smiled back. He could feel himself getting closer to orgasm and, although he desperately wanted to make the experience last as long as possible, he couldn't stop himself racing towards climax. He looked down into Wendy's big green eyes peeping out from under her sweet blue hat as she smiled up at him around her mouthful of cock, her tight pursed pink lips gliding up and down his shaft deliciously, before reaching out once more for Ella. He buried his face between Ella's boobs and licked and sucked her nipples for a few more seconds before barking out in pleasure as he began to spurt repeatedly in Wendy's willing mouth. "Oh, yes," he shouted, bucking his hips to squeeze every last drop of jism onto her agile tongue before collapsing back into his seat. As Wendy stood up she wiped a few stray drops of cum into her mouth with her slender fingers, before noisily swallowing and then giving him another big smile. "Was that OK, Mr. Flan?" she asked pertly. He nodded in contentment. "Oh, yes, that was more than OK. Thanks, Wendy." "My pleasure, Mr Flan," she said turning to walk to the front of the cabin. "I hope you're finding our ultra class service more satisfactory, Mr. Flan. I'm sure we can continue in the same vein all the way to New York so that you'll feel no need to complain about your treatment," Ella said smoothly, still topless. "No, really, that was amazing," Dan replied. "It would be great to do that again but I'm not sure I'll be able to," he said honestly, not having tried for years to come more than once in a day. "Oh. Well, I think we might be able to help you out with that as well, Mr. Flan. Let me go and ask Lin to come and sort you out with a little something," she said. "Before I go and find her though, I assume you're happy for me to keep my blouse off, Mr. Flan?" "Oh, yeah," Dan approved. "That would be great." "And the rest of the girls? "Oh, yes. Them too," he said. "I'd love to see their tits as well." When Lin came to see him a few minutes later she was also naked from the waist up. Her skin was a lovely golden olive colour and her breasts pert with hard dark nipples. "Hello, Mr. Flan. I've got this for you she said passing him a small blue diamond-shaped pill and a glass of sparkling water." "What's that?" he asked. "Oh, it's just something that will help you recover. We have a range of, um, pharmaceuticals available on the flight for the exclusive and discreet use of our ultra class passengers. Ella mentioned you might like this so you could maximise your in-flight experience. Don't worry, it's completely safe." Dan took and swallowed the pill, finding it difficult to tear his eyes away from Lin's lovely boobs. "Please feel free to touch as much as you want, Mr. Flan," she said noticing his gaze. "After all we're here to serve you," Lin added generously. "I don't mind if I do," he replied taking her nipples between forefinger and thumb and rolling them gently as he appreciatively squeezed her tits, causing her to moan momentarily. Her nipples, which were long for the size of her breasts, popped up nicely in response to his tweaking. "Oh, Lin, you're so beautiful," Dan said before pulling her down onto his lap to nibble on her cute boobs. "Ooh, Mr. Flan, you're so naughty," Lin replied cheekily but she held his head to her bosom and wriggled her tight bottom on his crotch as he licked and sucked. After a few minutes Dan could feel some response to Lin's delightful wiggling as his cock began to show signs of life. "Would you like me to suck it for you, Mr. Flan?" Lin asked mischievously. "Oh, fuck, yes," he replied lustfully causing her to giggle but she slid down his body and within a few seconds was lovingly sucking and licking him. Dan looked up to see Ella striding up to him her big chest thrust proudly out in front of her. "Hello, Mr. Flan. I trust Lin is providing you with an acceptable level of service?" she asked with her habitual smile. "Oh, god, yes. She's amazing," he replied, reaching out for another feel of her big tanned breasts. Ella allowed him a decent grope before asking, "Do you like my breasts, Mr. Flan?" "Oh, wow, yes I really do," he said enthusiastically. "They're the best I've ever seen, let alone touched," he added sincerely. "Thank you, Mr. Flan. But you really must have a look at Helena's bosom. I think you'll find it even more agreeable than mine. Please can you ask Helena to come up," she asked the passing Wendy whose exposed breasts had red nipples with a light scattering of freckles on her porcelain skin. Wendy was back thirty seconds later with Helena in tow. The contrast between Wendy's paleness and Helena's smooth dark brown skin was charming. Helena, although still tall and relatively slim, had a more rounded, hourglass figure and her boobs were spectacular. "Hello, Mr. Flan," she breathed in a delightful drawl, leaning over him from his left. Dan couldn't believe his luck as with one hand he fondled Ella's lovely bottom and with the other squeezed Helena's full, firm and formidable tits with their big dark hard nipples. He glanced down at Lin's gently bobbing mouth and up to Wendy's sparkling eyes as she watched him being serviced by her three colleagues At that moment he knew, that whatever bad luck he'd had in his life, the cosmic balance was now being restored spectacularly. Ultra Class He groaned in utter bliss. Without really thinking, he had slipped a hand under Ella's skirt, past her exciting stocking tops to caress her glorious arse. "Would you like me to remove my skirt, Mr. Flan?" Ella asked politely, her smile seemingly amused at his frantic clutching. "Oh, yeah," he moaned as Lin's lovely mouth sped up in response to him reaching full hardness. Ella slipped out of her skirt deftly, to reveal that she was wearing hold-ups and a tiny black thong. "Oh, wow," he moaned as Wendy and Helena also discarded their skirts. Wendy's suspender belt and kickers were scarlet like her bra and Helena's g-string was also black with a delicate pink floral pattern. "Would you like to try out my mouth, Mr. Flan?" Ella asked him. Without waiting for an answer, she knelt down gracefully in front of him and took his cock from Lin. Her eyes continued to smile up at him as her mouth pursed around his rigid shaft, her tongue laving his knob generously. Lin had stood up to take off her skirt to reveal a complete lack of underwear apart from her hold-ups. A tiny tuft of dark pubic hair pointed down to the delights of her dark pink pussy lips, clearly visible between her legs. Dan noticed a startled glance pass between Wendy and Helena at Lin's lack of underclothing but they barely hesitated before divesting their own knickers to reveal a bright red strip of hair and a tight curly pubic thatch respectively. Dan allowed his hands to wander to Lin's and Wendy's arses as Helena knelt down next to Ella at some unspoken signal. He groaned in pleasure as his fingers found their tight moist cunts at the exact same moment Helena's tongue joined Ella's on his cock. He fingered the two smaller girls as he watched Ella and Helena virtually snogging each other around his cock. A two-girl blowjob had always been a major fantasy of his and the reality was proving to be significantly better than he could ever have dreamed. Their tongues mingled and swirled around his glans before they alternated working on his balls and shaft. All-in-all, it wasn't a surprise when began to come once more. Ella carefully directed his spunking dick, unloading his thick white jism all over Helena's dark brown generous tits. He wasn't sure in the excitement of his climax, but Lin and Wendy had been squealing in pleasure as his fingers strummed their clits and it seemed to him that at least Lin but maybe both of them had come under his relentless rubbing. In any case, as Helena stood up with her spunky tits thrust out in front of her, they both leaned over to lick them clean, all the while maintaining eye contact with him as they lapped up his spunk from her enormous firm breasts. They took a long time sucking her nipples clean, causing Helena to sigh in apparent pleasure. Ella stood up and deliberately removed her own g-string joining her colleagues in exposing her neat golden pubes. "I hope you enjoyed that, Mr. Flan," she said. "Yes, you could say that," he agreed. "Good. Would you like another beer while we serve you lunch?" she asked. "Yes, please," Dan replied, lost in the wonder of the situation. Lunch was amazing, possibly the best food he ad ever tasted and a far cry from his usual fry-up or burger on the road. And of course it tasted even better being served by four perfect sexy young women wearing nothing more than cute hats, stockings and high heels. He couldn't get over the perfection of their bodies nor how generous they were in sharing them with him, encouraging him to touch them intimately as they passed or served him. As he ate his wondrously light yet satisfying dessert, Wendy, noticing some stirring in his trousers at her fit tight body, knelt down in front of him to suck him gently hard again. Ella came over to check he was OK. "Mr. Flan, the girls and I were wondering if there were any other fantasies we could fulfil for you during the rest of the journey? We're more than happy and willing to do anything you'd like." "Really?" he squeaked as reached out to feel her beautiful pink cunt. "Oh, yes, Mr. Flan. There's nothing we wouldn't do for you. Please just ask," she replied, allowing him to slide a finger into her pussy. Dan considered briefly. "Could I fuck you? I mean, all of you?" he asked tentatively, "Of course, Mr. Flan," Ella replied immediately. "Anything for an ultra class customer. As soon as Wendy's got you nice and hard you can take your pick of any of us in any position you want or perhaps we can suggest some interesting ones for you if you want. Is there anything else you'd like?" Dan swallowed hard at the thought of shagging someone as perfect as Ella. He paused, considering his other darker ruder dreams, before guiltily asking, "I don't suppose I could try, well, you know, doing it up your arse? Or if that's going to far then maybe you could do some, er, lesbian sex?" Ella's smile didn't falter although she did let out a small sigh as he slipped in another finger. "Mr. Flan, I can assure you that all of our bottoms are more than available for your unconditional use as often as you want. I can guarantee you'll enjoy them most thoroughly. And of course we'll make sure you get a proper girl-on-girl show to help you get ready and in any combination you'd like. I can honestly say it would be our pleasure." Wendy sucked him hard over the next half an hour until Ella came back to suggest he come to one of the cabins to enjoy the rest of his journey. The two of him led him to the cabin which turned out to be more like a large hotel bedroom, with an enormous comfortable-looking bed and sofa. Making the bed look even more appealing, Lin and Helena were lying on it, kissing passionately. "Hello, Mr. Flan," they chorused as he entered before Helena said, "We thought we'd warm up a bit for you. If you're happy with the two of us performing for you, please sit down on the sofa and watch." "Why don't we get you out of these clothes first, Mr. Flan," Ella suggested as he made his way to the coach to enjoy the show. "Well, um, I suppose..." Dan replied uncertainly, embarrassed at undressing to expose his hairy flabby body in front of these goddesses. However, Wendy and Ella deftly stripped him off before kissing him lovingly all over his corpulent hirsute form including simultaneously nibbling his nipples before making there way down to his dick via his belly. They began to tenderly suck, lick and slurp his cock and balls as he watched the two girls on the bed. Dan couldn't work whether there was real affection or lust between Helena and Lin or whether they were just fabulous actresses but he was completely amazed at the enthusiasm with which they threw themselves into their hot lesbian embrace. They began by passionately kissing whilst caressing each others' boobs before progressing to sucking each others' nipples. Lin then pecked her way down Helena's flat stomach before licking her pussy lips up and down and sliding two fingers up her cunt. Meanwhile Wendy and Ella were flicking their tongues over his knob, occasionally breaking off for an ardent snog with each other. Ella then began bobbing her mouth up and down his cock, making an immensely tight ring with her lips and sucking intensely while Wendy affectionately sucked his heavy balls. By this time Helena was moaning in joy, approaching orgasm as Lin's skilled tongue worked its magic on her clit and pussy. Even more excitingly, Dan distinctly saw Lin slide an inch of her tongue up Helena's arsehole before wiggling it vigorously, causing her to squeal in bliss. "Oh, wow," he exclaimed before saying, "please can you do that to me?" to the two girls sucking him off. Ella and Wendy glanced back to see what he meant before Ella agreed, "Of course, Mr. Flan." However Dan noted that they gave each other a long glance before Wendy rolled her eyes and bent down to stick her tongue up his arse. As Ella began to suck him again, Dan acknowledged the amazing feelings exploding through him as they pleasured him. Surely nothing could feel better than this? He watched as Helena eventually screamed in climax, convulsing her thighs around Lin's head who then lay back on the bed with her legs open. Recovering quickly, Helena enthusiastically obliged, burying her face between Lin's smooth thighs with her curvaceous taut brown arse pointing invitingly towards him. Despite how wonderful Ella's hot sucking mouth and Wendy's agile tongue felt, Dan decided he just had to get his cock into one of them and quickly. Gently pushing their heads off him, he strode to the side of the bed and positioned himself behind Helena's lovely bum, before sliding himself into her pussy in one smooth thrust. Helena moaned into Lin's cunt as he entered her but writhed her butt athletically back against him as he got into a rhythm. "Oh, fuck that's lovely," he said as he shagged her. He could hear a quick whispered conversation behind him followed by the feeling of a tongue wriggling wetly into his arsehole, trying to move in time with him as he pushed his hips back and forth. He realised it was Wendy when Ella sat down on the bed beside Helena to lick his nipples. He gratefully fondled her enormous firm boobs in return. Lin was the first to come as Helena continued licking her hungrily despite the vigorous rogering she was getting from Dan. Indeed she came moments later as his energetic thrusting inevitably pushed her over the edge of control. Dan however pulled out of Helena's enchanting pussy, keen to try out one of the other delightful holes on offer. As soon as he was out, Ella dropped down to suck and lick him clean of Helena's heady juices. He allowed her to bob her mouth on him and for Wendy to wiggle her tongue inside him for a few blissful moments before disengaging and lying back on the bed. "Come here, Ella," he ordered, desperate to be inside her. Ella smiled as she replied, "Certainly, Mr. Flan." She climbed onto him and slowly lowered herself onto his willing pole with a long sigh. "Am I tight enough for you, Mr. Flan?" she asked helpfully. "Oh, fuck, yes," he replied before grabbing her hips and pushing up into her. She rode him in a controlled way without losing that smile although he couldn't see her face anymore after he grabbed Lin and got her to sit on his face. He paused to look at Lin's perfect peachy buttocks and her bulging pubis and cunt before burying his tongue between her sweet pink labia. She tasted clean and scrumptious and he heartily ate her causing her to grind herself over him, covering his face in fresh pussy juices. As Ella fucked him, he reached out with his hands to find Helena's formidable boobs and Wendy's snug cunt to either side of him. If his mouth hadn't been full of pussy, he'd have shouted in elation. He could feel himself getting close to coming once more but wanted to fulfil his final fantasy, the one thing he's always wanted to try and had never thought would happen, at least not with any of these dream women. So after Lin squeaked out yet another orgasm, Dan rolled her off him and, while squeezing Ella's huge tits, thought about whom he'd like to bugger. After a minute, he decided. "Wendy, I want to fuck you up your arse." Wendy's smile faltered momentarily before she brightened up again. "Of course, Mr. Flan. My bottom is yours to do with what you want," she confirmed magnanimously. "We'll get her ready for you, Mr. Flan," Ella said climbing off him, seemingly not even haven broken a sweat despite her exertions. Wendy got on her hands and knees, pushing her bum up and back, giving Dan an exquisite view of her pretty red arsehole and plump wet pussy. "Oh, wow," he said, happy at his choice. "Let me just try out your cunt...," he said before sliding into her. As he fucked her, Helena slid under her into a sixty-nine position and began to lick her from below. Under Ella's direction, Lin began to tongue Wendy's gorgeous rosebud bumhole, using lots of saliva to really lubricate her well. Ella took Dan's hands and placed them familiarly on her breasts. Unsurprisingly under such extreme attention, Wendy lost her calm professional demeanour and swore out loud as her first orgasm shuddered through her. In fact she began chanting, "Oh fuck, oh fuck,...," as multiple climaxes ripped through her elegant body, despite an admonition from Ella. When Dan pulled out of her cunt and lodged his knob at the tiny tight entrance to her most personal of holes, Wendy was panting in pleasure. Ella and Lin grabbed hold of a buttock each and pulled them apart to ease Dan's entry but it took several powerful thrusts before he was able to push himself all the way into her snug taut bottom, Wendy pushing back to help him despite releasing several screeches as he thrust himself in to her. "How is she, Mr. Flan?" Ella asked happily, "Nice and tight, I hope." "Oh, fuck yes, she really is," Dan replied in wonder at the hot cosiness of her anus. Once he was in, Lin, without being asked, knelt down behind him to stick her agile young tongue into his arsehole and Helena pushed herself down the bed to suck on his balls. "Ella, I want to see you touch yourself," he ordered knowing that the combination of a tight bottom and tongues on his testicles and anus were just too much to maintain control for much longer, "Certainly, Mr. Flan," Ella replied before sitting at the top of the bed with her legs apart and reaching down with her right hand to finger her pussy and clit. Dan was in a haze of pleasure. He couldn't hear the mighty plane engines any more. All he could perceive was the heavy smacking of his large belly on Wendy's lovable arse, the wet slurping of Helena's mouth on his balls, the moist squelching as Lin's tongue worked nimbly on arsehole and Ella's frenzied panting and moaning as she brought herself to orgasm. She had finally lost her smile as her mouth was now slack with lust and her eyes were closed as she rubbed her clit in a frantic circular motion. Dan and Ella came together. Ella gave a surprisingly low visceral groan as her body tensed in release. Dan just shouted, "Oh fuck yes!" as he pumped Wendy's petite arse full of spunk, before finally withdrawing and collapsing onto the bed in unqualified contentment. After a few moments of recovery, Ella was the first to speak. "Well, Mr. Flan. I sincerely hope that our performance met with your approval?" "Oh shit, yes," he said with feeling, even as Lin tentatively licked at his cock, fresh from Wendy's divine bum. He idly fondled Helena's fat boobs with one hand while stroking Lin's gently sucking head with the other. "I'm sure Lin will be able to get you ready for another bout a little later. In the meantime can I offer you another drink and perhaps another, um, pharmaceutical pick-me-up?" Over the next few hours Dan fucked all four stewardesses in all of their holes. The moments he would remember for the rest of his life included the instant when his cock was in Ella's mouth and a ball each in Wendy's and Lin's mouths respectively while Helena reamed his arse. He would also never forget making a daisy chain as the girls licked each other out with him forming one of the links with his happy cock and lucky mouth. By the end of the journey he was exhausted and his cock was extremely sore despite the use of several proprietary lubricants. But, of course, he was happier than he'd ever been. As the plane made its descent, he looked forward to the cabin crew in their seats. They were now all dressed but still looked immensely sexy. He wondered what he would do for a tip and decided to get them something in New York, having established that they would be the crew for the return journey. As he left the plane, he thanked each of them with a hug, a kiss and a grope. "Girls, thank you for the best few hours of my life. I'm going to buy you each something special this weekend as you really deserve a gift." "Oh, Mr. Flan, you really shouldn't," Ella replied with a smile but her eyes had lit up at the mention of a present. He realised that she was probably thinking diamond bracelet rather than the much more likely 'I-LOVE-NY' mug but he didn't disabuse her. He thought maybe it was best if he left them the gifts at the end of the reverse flight. "Mr. Flan, have a lovely time in New York. I think I can confidently speak for the crew when I say we're really looking forward to flying you back to London. And we'll do our absolute best to make your return journey even more satisfying. If you can think of anything else you'd like to try then we'll be more than happy to put our bodies at your disposal. Thank you for flying with TGA," Ella finished off with a big beaming smile. Dan strode off the plane knowing that he really was a lucky bastard.