1 comments/ 34630 views/ 3 favorites Airport Continued By: Dr. Gurviest Love Eve's eyes told me everything, and I sighed. "Wait," I called after the flight attendant, opening the door to the bathroom stall where she'd just finished sucking my cum from Eve's well-fucked ass. The flight attendant had already managed to pull her pants on, and she was working on her bra, the rest of her clothes piled on the countertop between the sinks. Her face was flushed. I tried to allay what I thought was her embarrassment with a cheerful tone of voice. "Are you going already? We were just getting started." "Sorry," she replied, speaking for the first time. Her voice was much huskier and sultrier than I would have thought. It reminded me of dark and smoky jazz bars. The tall blond bombshell standing before me would have seemed at home on a California beach, not the back room of a New York Jazz bar. "Fuck sorry," I said, "that was some damn hot shit that just happened in here." The flight attendant paused, bra on but not fastened, still seeming unsure of what to make of her recent experience with us. She'd entered the bathroom with the intention of peeing and nothing more. The next thing she knew she was watching as I fucked Eve's ass hard in the neighboring stall. On our part, this was the culmination of sucking, licking, and fucking—an encounter we'd been anticipating for the summer months spent apart. "You can't leave yet," Eve said coming up behind me, having recovered some from the long string of orgasms she'd just experienced. "I know you had fun. We certainly did." This elicited a small smile from the flight attendant, but she still made no move to join us in the stall nor begin undressing again. Reaching down with her left hand Eve grabbed my now flaccid and shriveled cock, giving it a small squeeze. "He might not be able to do much with this little guy at the moment, but that doesn't mean we can't have fun in the meantime." "Hey," I replied, reaching up to tweak one of her nipples, "have a little sympathy. God, I just fucked you in every hole, I think I'm allowed to be spent for a few minutes." "So let's have some fun then," Eve said, pretending to ignore my last comment. With that she walked out of the stall, her naked body still glistening slightly with the sweat from our recently finished fucking, and approached the flight attendant. Eve's hands snaked around the flight attendants hips and down to her ass, pulling her into an embrace. Eve looked up into the flight attendant's eyes for a moment before leaning in for a kiss. It started out slowly, their lips brushing against one another's, but steadily gained momentum until their tongues danced in a deep French kiss. I imagined Eve could still taste my cum on the flight attendant tongue, as well as the flavor of Eve's own ass, where only a few moments ago I'd deposited my seed. The flight attendant brought her arms up and wrapped them around Eve, squeezing an ass cheek in each palm. Their bodies mashed together, breast to breast, the flight attendant's unstrapped bra stuck between them. "Wait," the flight attendant said, breaking the kiss, "I don't know if we should do this, you don't really know me." "I don't care," said Eve. "Besides, my boyfriend made me a promise earlier, and knowing him, he'll spend all night feeling guilty if he breaks it." "What promise is that?" the flight attendant and I said simultaneously. "You said you'd make her cum if she helped make us cum." "Oh," we both said again. "Right," I said, "so you must know by now that we can't let you leave. At least not until you've had a chance to orgasm. Plus, I think I'll only need a few more minutes of watching you two beauties getting it on to be ready for round two." The flight attendant looked at us both for a moment and then, without another word, pulled Eve back into a kiss. I was contented just to watch the two of their bodies pressing into each other for a few moments. Soon Eve broke the kiss and slowly reached up to pull the bra from the flight attendant's shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. Again they kissed, mashing their bare breast together. I could tell both women's nipples were hard. Eve's modest breasts were being smashed into her body by the flight attendant's much larger and probably artificially firm breast. Slowly Eve shifted her kisses away from the other woman's mouth until she was nibbling at her left earlobe. She proceeded to kiss, lick, and bite her way down the flight attendant's jaw line to her neck, and from there to her collar bone. It was only a moment more before Eve was lapping at the globe of the other woman's left breast, her tongue tracing designs into the pale flesh. She brought one hand up to support the breast's weight, though the silicone infused orb was no doubt firm enough to sit high on the flight attendant's chest regardless. I watched as Eve licked around the flight attendant's breast until her mouth was hovering above the nipple. The flight attendant's eyes had closed, and her breathing was becoming deeper and louder. The sight of Eve as her lips locked around the woman's nipple was too much. Within a moment I'd closed the distance and was myself suckling at the woman's ample breast. I'd only felt a fake breast one other time, when a stripper who had been much more friendly than I think she was supposed to be had let me massage her breasts during a $20 lap dance. It wasn't that fake breasts were hard, as I'd always imagined they would be, but more that they just felt unnaturally firm. Breasts are supposed to be a collection of milk producing glands, fat, and some underlying muscle tissue, making them soft and, of course, jiggly. These felt like pure muscle, nothing else. It was kind of like licking a well-toned ass. It was still sexy, but despite the size difference, I found myself preferring Eve's much smaller albeit natural breasts to the flight attendant's large fake ones. Finally my tongue reached her nipple. I swirled it first around her rosy areola, spiraling inwards until the tip of my tongue passed over her by now very hard nipple. Looking over at Eve I could see her still sucking at the flight attendant's breast, one hand cupping it while the other played with her own breasts. The sight of my girlfriend sucking this other woman's breast turned me on much more in reality than it had in all my previous and plentiful masturbatory fantasies featuring the same theme. The flight attendant's eyes were still closed and I could hear her moaning softly. Looking back over to Eve, we made eye contact, and I knew it was time to make our way further down. Eve began kissing down from the woman's breast and across her flat stomach, as I replaced her mouth with my hand, giving both the flight attendant's breast equal attention. Once Eve had removed the woman's pants fully, again exposing the pair of boy shorts at the top of two long and shapely legs, I kissed my way down until I was at the flight attendant's panty line. As I kissed along the edge of her panties, I wondered what her pussy would look like; was she a natural blond, with light pubic hair barely covering the slit of her cunt or was she going to have a shock of dark pubic hair. Or would she be shaved. I placed one hand on the side of her panties as Eve gripped the other side, we pulled together, sliding them down the flight attendant's smooth legs. Looking up I saw the blond hair that I had been hoping for peaking from between her legs. I could feel Eve pause beside me at the same time that I noticed something was wrong. The light blond curls were there, neatly trimmed, but the flight attendant's delicious slit was not. As the flight attendant stepped out of her boy shorts, I watched a pair of balls and a semi-erect penis slide from where they were tucked behind her legs. She was a transsexual! "I told you," the flight attendant said in a soft voice, "you don't really know me." "Yeah, I wasn't quite expecting . . . this," Eve replied, obviously unsure of what to do. With her secret exposed, the flight attendant began to tense up once more. I looked up into her face. The fake breast; low sultry voice; the narrow hips on such a tall frame; the face that I'd previously thought was a little plane now registered as distinctly less feminine than Eve's, though still far from masculine. All these things could easily have been clues that she was a transsexual, though all could just as easily have been present on Eve or any other women. In fact, hard as I tried to see her otherwise, she still looked every bit the woman to me. Only the cock hanging between her legs truly said otherwise. I reached up and gently took the now completely flaccid cock into my hand, surprising all three of us as I began massaging it. Though I was initially surprised by my own actions, as I thought about it more, it made sense to me. I'd never found myself attracted to men, masculine features generally turned me off. Yet, the flight attendant didn't look like a man, she looked like a woman, with all the features of a woman. It didn't matter if some were fake, the effect was still real. I still considered her a her, especially since that was how she was living her life. The fact that a penis hung between her legs didn't make me less attracted to her. Thinking about it more, I realized that while men weren't attractive to me, I didn't find the penis itself particularly displeasing. Far from displeasing actually, I found myself curious to see what another penis, someone else's penis was like. Flaccid, her cock couldn't have been more than two inches, and I could see it being easy to tuck away. As I slowly massaged it, her cock began to grow. Like me, she was a grower, not a shower. Though starting small, her cock was quickly equaling mine in length, if not quite in girth. She was circumcised, and as she became fully erect, the head of her cock started to deepen from pink to red. Other then that her cock was pale, like the rest of her. Just underneath the skin I could see and feel the veins as they kept the cock engorged with blood. In a final act of acceptance, Eve reached out and began fondling the flight attendant's balls, massaging them with her left hand. The flight attendant slowly started to relax, her eyes once again closing, and her breathing deepening. As I stroked her cock, I looked at it closer. I guessed that her cock was about the same size as my own 6 inches, perhaps a bit longer. The head was also as large, though the shaft looked a little thinner. Experimenting a bit I let my hand stroke higher on her cock, making sure to brush against the ridge on the top of her cockhead, and could feel her cock pulse in response. I adjusted my thumb so that it ran along the seam on the underside of her cock with every stroke. Again, I could feel her cock pulse, and this time I was rewarded with a small droplet of pre-cum oozing out of the tip of her cock. Without really thinking about it, I leaned in and licked the droplet from the end of her cock. It tasted salty and a little thick. Very similar to the way my own cum tasted on the lips of Eve or the other women whose mouths I'd cum in. I knew the next step was to put her cock in my mouth, but I baulked. It wasn't because I didn't want to, or because I was afraid it would make me seem gay—I certainly didn't care if people thought I was gay, though I definitely loved fucking Eve too much to be anything more than bi. No, my hesitance was because I simply didn't know how. Though I'd had my dick sucked plenty of times, and even given some women pointers a few times, it was much different translating that into actual action. Eve must have sensed why I hesitated, for she slid her hand up, replacing mine on the flight attendants cock. Leaning in, she began licking the cock, swirling her tongue around the head a few times before slowly inserting it into her mouth. I watched as she bobbed up and down, for the first time really appreciating the work she put in when she was sucking me. I could see the way she let her jaw hang loose, and repositioning her lips to cover her teeth while still allowing them to fully brush the length of the flight attendant's cock. I watched as she slid it fully in and out of her mouth a few times, occasionally pausing to lick around the head and down the shaft, all the while continuing to pump the cock with one hand and massage the balls with the other. As she swirled her tongue around, she looked over to me. She straightened up, removing her moth from between the flight attendant's legs, and allowed me to once again replace her hand with my own as she rose up and once again began massaging and licking the flight attendant's breasts. Kneeling between the flight attendants legs, slowly pumping at her cock, I prepared myself. Leaning in I brought my tongue out and, as I'd done with her breast and nipple a short time earlier, began licking around the flight attendant's cock. I licked down to the shaft, adding my own saliva to what Eve had left. Then I licked back up and ran the tip of my tongue around the edge of her cock head, causing her to moan a little louder. I parted my lips, relaxed my jaw as much as possible, and slowly slid the flight attendant's cock into my mouth. It was warm and pulsing. I was surprised how quickly her cock filled my mouth. I'd thought I'd be able to take it all in, but I still grasped half of it in my hand. I began bobbing up and down, my hand keeping time with my mouth. Realizing that my mouth would get tired soon if I continued, I slid the cock back out of my mouth and returned to licking it. This time I licked underneath, tracing along the seam from the tip of her cock all the way down to the beginning of her scrotum. With the mental equivalent of a shrug, I let go of anything holding me back, and sucked one of her balls into my mouth gently. After tonguing it for a moment, I switched to the other one, all the while continuing to stroke her rock hard cock. I could feel her balls as they began to pull up into her body, and I realized she must be getting close to orgasm. I quickly returned my attention to her cock, once again taking it into my mouth. I knew what it would mean for her to orgasm in my mouth, and I almost stopped sucking her cock, but this could very well be my only chance to have someone cum in my mouth like this, and I was still curious. Even more then that, though, I realized I was turned on; my cock was now fully hard between my legs. I continued sucking her cock, swirling my tongue around the head as I let it slide in and out of my mouth. "Mmmmm . . . yeah. . . that feels so good. . . I think I'm going to cum soon," the flight attendant moaned in her low sultry voice, right as the bathroom door opened and a 30-something woman walked in. The woman stopped dead in her tracks, still in the doorway, her eyes trying to take in the sight of me kneeling between what looked like a woman's legs with what also looked like a cock in my mouth, and her breasts being licked by another woman; all of us completely naked. She opened her mouth a few times like a fish, as if she wanted to say something but didn't know what, and then, with a bemused look on her face, turned around and left. I continued sucking the flight attendant's cock, well aware that if I kept it up, she would soon be orgasming. I could feel Eve's eyes looking at my, expecting that I would stop before the orgasm hit the flight attendant. But I didn't. I kept going, trying to prepare myself as best I could for when the flight attendant came. As I bobbed my head up and down the length of her cock, trying to get it as far into my mouth as possible each time, the flight attendant's body began to tense, and her balls pulled in tight against the underside of her shaft. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum," she grunted. Her hips started to push into me slightly as she tried to fuck my face, only my hand on her cock preventing her from doing it. With a moan she came. Her cock began to pulse in my mouth, the head seeming to swell up even more until finally I felt the first spurt of cum explode from the tip and hit me towards the back of the mouth. It was soon followed by another and then another squirt. Her cum was salty, thick, and hot. It tasted a little bitter and almost like chlorine. I tried to swallow it as fast as I could, but she was cumming too quickly and too much—it must have been a while since her last orgasm. Some of the cum was being pushed out as her cock continued to move in and out of my mouth, and it was now dripping down both the shaft of her cock and my chin. After a few more moments, the pulsing of her cock and the accompanying orgasm subsided. Once she was done cumming, I let her cock pop free of my mouth. No sooner had I stopped then Eve was leaning down and mashing her mouth into mine, her tongue roaming out to lick the cum from my chin as well as the cum that was still coating my lips and tongue. She kept kissing me until the taste of the flight attendant's semen was gone and then she disengaged, turning back to the flight attendant. Having now cum, the flight attendant had allowed herself to lean back up against the sinks until she was almost sitting on the ledge. Without a word Eve was bent over, mouth on the slowly wilting cock of the flight attendant, sucking up the excess cum that was still oozing down the shaft like a vacuum cleaner. It didn't take long for her to not only lick the flight attendant's cock clean, but also to milk a few more drops from the tip, leaving only one solitary drop on the flight attendant's thigh. I stood up and saw both Eve and the flight attendant look down at my cock. Even though it hadn't been very long since I'd cum deep inside Eve, my cock was once again ridged and engorged with blood. I knew what Eve was going to say before she said it. "It seems like someone is back up, you want me to help you with that." "As much as I love the way you work it, Baby, I've pretty much fucked all three of your holes tonight, and none of hers," I said, nodding in the direction of the flight attendant. "Besides, after looking at her tight little ass on the airplane for so long, I just can't pass up this opportunity." "Oh, I was looking forward to using my mouth some more," Eve said, looking a little disappointed. "You are quite talented with that mouth of yours," I said, "which is why I need your help." This seemed to perk her up some. "What do you want me to do?" "Well, before I can fuck this pretty thing over here, I need you to get her ready for me. Do you think you can do that?" "Sure," she replied somewhat hesitantly. I told the flight attendant to turn around and bend over. She complied, sliding off the counter and turning away from us. Perhaps it was because she'd just cum, or maybe she was beginning to feel more comfortable around us now that her "secret" had been revealed and accepted, but all traces of her earlier cautiousness were gone and she seemed almost docile. I felt like I could have told her to do almost anything, and she would have agreed, but that might have just been fantasy. Now that she was bent over, I had another look at the ass I'd desired on the airplane. Her ass was proportionally smaller than Eve's, and she lacked the sexy swell because of her slight hips. However she more than made up for this with how fleshy and firm it was. Each ass cheek was generously rounded, giving her what some might call a bubble butt. I couldn't help fondling myself some as I began anticipating the way it would feel to slide inside of her. Eve knelt down behind the flight attendant and began placing kisses across both ass cheeks. Next she started to kiss along the crack of her ass. She repeated this several times, each time pushing her face in just a little more. After a few moments it was clear that she'd need the help of her hands to spread the cheeks apart. Leaning back she placed a hand on either side of the flight attendant's ass and pushed. The cheeks parted and I caught my first glimpse of the flight attendant's puckered little anus. It looked very similar to Eve's only lighter, as was the case with the rest of the flight attendant's body; a soft red that matched the shade of her cockhead when erect. Airport Continued Eve slowly began to kiss around the flight attendant's hole, doing her best to be a tease. I wondered how many men the flight attendant had let fuck her in the ass. Since she had yet to trade in her cock for a cunt, I imagined she must offer it up fairly often. Yet it looked just as tight as Eve's, who until that night had been an anal virgin. I moved up next to the flight attendant and brought my head down level to hers. "Have you had a lot of men fuck your ass before?" "Some," the flight attendant replied softly. "How many is some." "I don't know, more than ten but less then twenty." "Do you like having your ass fucked?" "Yeah. I like to be stretched wide. To have someone deep inside me. It feels good to have someone inside me. Feel them breathing heavy on my back. Sometimes, it hits just the right spot inside and it can make me cum." I looked back towards Eve and saw that she was now licking the flight attendant's asshole with increasingly confident strokes. It wasn't long before she'd stiffened her tongue and begun to probe at the flight attendant's hole. It didn't take much probing for her to push her tongue past the outer ring of the flight attendant's anus, and I realized that the flight attendant was in much more control of how relaxed she was than Eve had been. Watching my girlfriend tongue fuck the asshole of a pretty blond transsexual was not quite how I'd expected my night to be, but I was far from complaining. The sight was turning me on so much that I found myself unconsciously stroking my cock, which was now harder than it had been when I first started fucking Eve in the bathroom stall. "How do you like my girlfriend's tongue in your ass?" "Mmmm. . . it feels really good." "Do you want her to slide a finger in your ass? "Yeah, I want her to put two fingers in my ass, get me ready for your cock." Eve reluctantly removed her tongue from the flight attendant's ass. I was a little surprised at how into it Eve was getting, and I was glad to see that turning down her oral offer hadn't broken the mood one bit. Despite the liberal amount of saliva that Eve had left on the pucker of the flight attendant, she still needed more lubricant. We'd already used the last of the Vaseline when I'd fucker her before, and though most of it was still coating my cock, I'd need all of it myself in a few moments. Eve reached down between the legs of the flight attendant and I could quite see what she was doing. As she brought her hand back, finger extended, I realized she'd scooped up the orphaned drop of cum from the flight attendant's thigh. First she massaged the flight attendant's asshole with her own cum, making sure to lubricate the opening as much as possible. As she slowly pushed her finger into the flight attendant until she was up to her knuckle, I heard a soft moan escape from the blond haired head hanging low over the sinks. After sliding her finger in and out of the flight attendant's anus a few more times, she tried to add a second finger. Again I was surprised at how relaxed the flight attendant was, as she was easily able to accommodate the second finger. The flight attendant kept moaning as she had her anus finger fucked by Eve. Looking down between the flight attendant's legs, I could see that the stimulation was making her cock half erect. My own cock was burning a hole in my hand I was getting so turned-on. In an effort to distract myself from my own cock, I let go and reach down to fondle hers. It didn't take long for me to get her fully erect once more. "It looks like you're doing such a good job back there that you've gotten this one hard again too," I said to Eve. "Ooh goodie," she replied. "Okay," I said to the flight attendant, "which of my girlfriend's holes do you want to stick your cock in?" "Her pussy. It's been a long times since I was inside of a pussy." I looked at Eve once more to make sure this choice was acceptable. "Mmmm. . . but only if you finish in my mouth, I really want to taste you , to see what my boyfriend just tasted. Maybe I'll share with him . . . if he's lucky." Eve reluctantly removed her fingers from the flight attendant's ass and within a moment was perched on the edge of the sink, legs spread in front of the flight attendant. I repositioned myself, hand still pumping the flight attendants cock, until I was behind her leaning against her back and looking over her shoulder at Eve.. The sink was at the perfect height so I pressed myself into the flight attendant, pushing her forward between Eve's legs. With my arm reaching around the flight attendant, I was perfectly positioned to guide her cock into Eve's waiting pussy. I started by teasing them both, rubbing the flight attendant's cock around the outside of Eve's cunt, tracing along her pussy lips until they were puffy and she was eager for fucking. As I tried to massage her clit with the cock in my hand, the two of them leaned forward and began kissing, their hands gripping each other desperately as I continued to tease. The more I rubbed, the hornier they got, their hands tracing over breasts, backs, and tangling in each other's hair. As they embraced, I put the tip of the flight attendant's cock at the opening of Eve's pussy. They both froze as I pushed on the flight attendant's back and her cock sank an inch into Eve's warm passage. I kept leaning, my own cock beginning to press hotly into the small of the flight attendant's back, until inch-by-inch she filled my girlfriend. Finally her pelvis pressed into Eve's thighs, cock completely buried and balls resting up against Eve's ass. I held them in place like this for a moment, my body weight preventing the flight attendant from pulling back. "Fuck her," I whispered in the flight attendant's ear, making sure to say it loud enough for Eve to hear regardless. As soon as I leaned back, the flight attendant began moving her hip, sliding her cock out and then in and then out, her thrusts gradually picking up the pace. Though I desperately wanted to bury my own hard-on inside the flight attendant, I also wanted to spend a moment taking in the scene before me. I'd never thought there'd come a day when I could watch my girlfriend get stuffed by an amazingly pretty transsexual. Watching them fuck, it looked more like two women than anything else, and only the cock rooted to the flight attendant's pelvis gave it away—though it was also the very thing making it possible. Soon Eve's usual moans were joined by the slightly lower, though still extremely feminine, moans of the flight attendant. Watching the flight attendant's cock slid in and out of Eve's cunt each time seeming wetter then it had been only a few seconds before, my own cock started to throb. I was so hard it was almost painful. As soon as the flight attendant changed her pace, going from fast long thrusts to short shallow ones, I stepped back behind her and prepared to start fucking. "Baby," I said to Eve, can you reach around and hold her ass cheeks open for me, watching you two fuck is just too damn hot, I need to get inside her tight little ass." Without breaking stride, and while continuing to moan and thrust her own hips, Eve placed a hand on either side of the flight attendant's ass and pulled back, spreading the cheeks enough for me to once again see her puckered anus winking at me. I hoped there was still enough Vaseline on my cock to lubricate my entry, but I was quickly finding such concerns unimportant as I kept looking at the flight attendant's ass. With one hand on her back and the other on my cock, I guided myself to the opening of her rear passage. I almost didn't have to do any work, just standing still and letting my cock push into her as she thrust seemed effective enough. Still, I wasn't yet inside her tight ass, and my desire was beginning to run away with my rationality. With a quick thrust of my hips, I popped the head of my cock past the outer ring of muscles on her anus as she moved back into me. My cock in her ass made her gasp, and she slowed down her pace, letting me push inside of her slowly and gently. I wanted to ram myself home, but again I held off. It felt like an eternity for each millimeter that I sank into her ass. The flight attendant looked back over her shoulder and brought her mouth to mine in a short though passionate kiss. "Just fuck my ass. I want to feel you moving inside of me," the flight attendant moaned, her face only inches away from mine. Now that I was fully buried, Eve let go of the flight attendant's butt and her cheeks closed around me, making her ass feel even tighter. I tried not to start thrusting madly, but it was difficult to make myself build my pace gradually; I just wanted to fuck her hard. Pretty soon I was, sliding in and out of her hot and tight ass, each thrust of mine being echoed by her as she fucked my girlfriend's pussy. As I pushed into her ass, one hand resting on her hips for balance, I let my other hand travel around her ribcage and up to the flight attendant's breasts. I cupped one, the overly heavy orb filling up my palm. I walked my fingers up to roll a nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I could feel our mutual rhythm beginning to break down as the sensations became too much for the flight attendant. My nipple tweaking was the least of it. Not only did she have her engorged cock buried in the hot sweet depths of my girlfriends pussy, but the flight attendant's own ass was being pummeled by my cock. On top of that, I realized that as my thrusting got deeper, I was starting to massage the flight attendant's prostate; lucky for her it seem that her cock was not the only remnant of her former masculine state. The sultry moans emanating from our sandwiched guest were soon the only action she seemed capable of, her thrusting having stopped. Each "oooohhhhh" and "mmmmmmm" vibrating forth from her chest egged me on until the sounds were joined by the slapping of my hips on her ass. The vigor with which I fucked the flight attendant's asshole was enough to compensate for her own lack of motion. Each time I thrust, the force pushed her forward into Eve's pussy. As I pulled myself out, the friction of her anal cavity on the surface of my cock pulled her part of the way back with me. Her body was bouncing between Eve's and my own in a human game of pong. Despite the silicone, I could have been fucking Eve's ass, or any woman's for that matter. I left the breast and nipple alone and trailed my hand down her sternum, across her smooth and flat belly, until I felt the beginning of her pubic hair. I new what I'd find, and I wanted to be reminded of what I was doing. Without much pause I dropped my hand to the top of her cock right as a thrust pushed it deep into Eve's pussy. A wave of excitement washed through me as I remembered that my cock was deep inside the ass of a transsexual, and that her own cock was buried in my girlfriend. The flight attendant's cock was slick with Eve's juices. I momentarily found myself thinking about licking it clean, tasting my girlfriend's pussy on the cock of this flight attendant. I thought about licking it so clean that I would be rewarded with a fresh spurt of hot cum. Though I hadn't much liked its taste the first time, the thought of swallowing the flight attendant's load once more turned me on to a surprising degree. I slipped my fingers around her cock as I thrust into her ass and she into Eve. The veins running the length of her shaft pulsed in time to my thrusting, an indicator that her prostate was indeed being massaged. I wanted to pump her cock with my hand, knead her prostate with my cock, to continue until she burst. This time my orgasm began as a tickle at the base of my skull. It slid down my spine, using it like a fireman's pole, passing through me at my tailbone until it felt like a ball of energy was lodged in my testicles. With the last remaining ounces of coherence, I forced my mouth to warn the flight attendant. "I'm . . . about. . . to . . . cum. . . fuck." Even as I said it, I realized she was too immersed in her own pleasure to hear me. With a grunt, I gave in and let the ball of energy move up through me and into the flight attendant. Each thrust was accompanied by a spurt of cum that, despite having already orgasmed only a little while before, felt like it was taking half of my body mass with it. One final time I thrust deep inside of her, feeling the satisfying smack of flesh as my hips pushed into that delectable ass that I'd been admiring for so many hours. It was as if my frenzied orgasm was the catalyst, for it seemed to set off a chain reaction as Eve's moaning began to reach a crescendo. I could see Eve's eyes shut tight, her mouth stuck wide open, as if she wanted to howl at the moon but had lost her voice. I watched as her body began to shake. "Ohmygodohmygodohmygod," Eve moaned. I must have disrupted the delicate rhythm that had sustained us, for as my thrust brought me flat against the flight attendant's back, I looked down over her shoulder to see that she'd slipped out of Eve. Eve's pussy dilated and with a slight buck of her hips she came, sending a small squirt of cum out across the edge of the sink and onto the throbbing cock of the flight attendant. I'd never seen Eve squirt like that before, and I would have been jealous had there been time. But the sight of Eve squirting coupled with that final push into the flight attendants ass must have cut whatever tenuous thread it was that held her back from orgasm. Her whole body jerked and then stiffened. With a loud, almost painful, grunt the flight attendant came. My eyes locked on her cock as it suddenly pulsed, the head swelling up to almost twice the size. Like a gun, it went off, recoiling from the force of her orgasm. Long streams of cum like white streamers decorated Eve's body. I lost count of how many times I watched the flight attendant's cock spit her seed, but once it was over, there was barely an inch of Eve that had been spared. Her hair, face, and breast were painted with arcs of white, and long strings dripped down her thighs. A small tide pool of cum had collected in her bellybutton, and several streams wound their way across the pink of her cunt. The amount of cum was nothing less than amazing. Looking at my cum-covered girlfriend, I realized it wouldn't be easy getting her through the airport lobby and into her car. While I could lick much of it from her body, I was quickly coming down from my sexual high as my now emptied cock shrank inside the flight attendant's ass. And then there was Eve's hair; there wasn't much I could do about the several long streaks of semen that she wore like a crown. Oh well, I thought to myself, I hope she parked close by.