1 comments/ 89727 views/ 10 favorites Flight Attendance Ch. 01 By: Crew Cut Flight Attendance Part 1 - Take Off I stepped into the foyer of our apartment, relieved to be able to put down my bags and kick off my shoes. The best part of a business trip is coming home. Knowing you are waiting for me. Twenty-four hours ago as I boarded the plane I had held an image of you, fired by that last crazy night of phone sex – me in the enveloping warmth of a London hotel room, glad of the retreat from the bitter, wintry street; you stretched languidly on the window-banquette in our Sydney apartment. I imagined the gentle caress upon your naked body of a late summer zephyr, breezing through the open window as we exchanged endearments, then the kind of raunchy talk that gets me off so easily! I am such a sucker for an earful of smut! It was an almost empty flight, and apart from a pair of men in Row 1, I was the only passenger up front. I was in the 3rd first class row, right in the middle, occupying one of the brand new “capsule” style fully reclining bed/seats. As I stretched out, the airline blanket draped loosely over me, I felt hot with anticipation of you. My fingers stroked my wetness, explored my fleshy folds, and rolled my hard nub of zinging nerves, til I finally rested, and dozed. While I slept, the blanket dropped to the floor. My business skirt was bunched around my waist, my fingers still in my hole. I awoke as Gloria, the first class flight attendant, replaced the blanket over me. She smiled and leant to whisper to me “Someone special waiting at home, honey?” I smiled, and made a slight nodding movement in reply, and watched as Gloria’s nipples visibly stiffened under her light wool French Navy top. Gloria seemed keen to talk a while, so I moved slightly to allow her to settle on the side of the bed. I learned she was only working the first leg of the trip, as far as Singapore, and then, rather than stopping over, was continuing on to Sydney as a passenger to enjoy some well-earned leave. She was especially looking forward to a school reunion coming up, and catching up with old friends she hadn’t seen in ten years since she had been based in Melbourne. Eventually she asked about the “friend” I was flying home to. I noticed she carefully avoided using any personal pronouns, leaving the gender of my friend unstated. Her tone inspired confidence, and I just love all mention of sex. Thus encouraged, I said, “ Lin has the most desirable body I have ever known. It is sex personified. Just thinking of our reunions every time I return from business trips makes me wet with anticipation. The only way I can make the endless hours of flight pass is to frig myself until I can sleep.” Gloria replied that was hardly unusual, and since the introduction of the fully reclining bed-like seats, the action in first class was relentless. Not a few orgies had taken place in flight as nature’s desires were fulfilled. Then she said “But most of it is boy-and-girl action. I feel most for the single lesbian on board. Traditionally, there has only usually been only one on each flight, and the Seven Mile High Club possibilities are rather limited.” Gloria took my hand and ran my cunny-smelling-fingers across her mouth, breathing in deeply to capture the smell of sex upon them. She was looking into my eyes as she did so. “Luckily”, she said, “with the on-board service I can provide, many are now frequent flyers, and I am increasingly able to introduce my business women clients to each other!” She now placed my index finger in her mouth, moistened it with her tongue and lips, then held it to the soft folds enveloping my cunt. She guided my finger along my slit, circling the entrance to my velvet cavern. Still holding my finger she plunged it deep inside me, then joined my finger with one of her own. I arched my arse and hips to allow the fingers to penetrate more deeply. My God, I thought, if only Lin could be here. She would so get off on this! I thought of making an inflight call to her, but before I could even reach for the phone, Gloria was kneeling on the floor in the space between the end of my seat and the back of the one in front. She pressed the button and made the chair retreat slightly upwards. She then separated my legs and her head disappeared between my thighs. I gasped as she began to nibble all around my sex … eventually her tongue circled around and around my clit, then she used her lips to suck and pull at that teeny, action-packed nub. She increased the pressure and sped up the sucking and licking actions until I was bucking and thrashing in my seat, sweat pouring down my face, and creamy cunny juice running down my thighs. I came; I came in a lather of excitement, biting down on my hand to avoid making TOO much noise! Just as the cum spasms subsided, Gloria stepped up the action, thrusting her tongue as far as it would reach inside my box. After licking me out for some minutes, she looked straight into my wild eyes, and thrust three fingers high into the deepest part of my cunt. One finger she hooked around the curve and instantly found that most magical spot. Oh, bliss, oh joy – a clit cum and a g-cum one after the other. At the moment she also found my clit again my body was wracked with shuddering orgasm Gloria re-emerged, a huge smile on her beautiful face. I shook my head in amazement, speechless, but smiling broadly. Gloria straightened her clothing, said “Ah, work to be done", and disappeared into the cockpit up ahead. Flight Attendance Ch. 02 Flight Attendance Part 2 - Lay Over “Due to a minor technical issue, we regret to inform you that this plane will be grounded for at least seven hours in Singapore while a full check is made, and if necessary a new plane allocated for the onward flight to Sydney.” This announcement was made after we had successfully landed in Singapore, before disembarkation. I reached for the seat-phone and made a call to Lin, who reminded me of the excellent stopover facilities available at Singapore Changi airport – transit hotel, pool, massage centre, gym. I told her I wished she was here to enjoy it with me, and hinted that I had a very surprising, and sexy, story to tell her about when I returned. “Mmmmm” Lin murmured into my ear, “I do hope you have been managing to enjoy your flight so far!” Damn, that woman was hot for sex, and hot for me to enjoy whatever opportunities presented themselves! As I left the plane, Gloria was bidding the usual ‘sincere’ farewell to passengers. I was the third person off, after the couple in Row 1. Gloria gave me a huge wink and bade me farewell, hoping I had had an enjoyable flight and that the flight would not be delayed for too long. I found the transit hotel without any trouble, and after checking in and a shower, decided to have an in-room massage before grabbing some rest. A message phoned through informed me that the delay was likely to be at least twelve hours. I was laying face down, naked, on the bed when the knock of the masseuse came at the door. “Come in”, I called, not looking up. I was so drowsy I didn’t stir as the masseuse set up her oils and laid out a towel. I had expected to be asked to move onto a portable massage table, but instead, she knelt at the end of the bed and took one foot between her hands and started from there. The foot massage was so relaxing that I momentarily dropped of to sleep; next thing I knew, she was gently pushing my legs apart and starting to apply pressure along my upper legs, moving closer to my ass and inner thighs. “Wow!” My as yet unseen angel had the most gentle, yet firm hands I had ever known! I was conscious that moisture was starting to bead in my bush, and I was feeling very aroused. Then, in one move, my masseuse pushed her open hand underneath me, cupped my mound, and honed in on my clit! It was electrifying, and I let out a low moan of pleasure. “Honey”, purred a familiar voice, “Welcome to Singapore!” My eyes shot open, and I turned my head, to see Gloria! I gasped and then laughed. “How…? What…?” “I was saying hello to my friend Song-li at reception when she took your booking for a massage. It was a simple matter to slip the masseuse a few dollars more than her charges and take her place. I was hoping we might be able to …” “Finish what we began?” I asked, turning over and propping myself up on one elbow, and running my other hand across my tits, and taking one nipple and pinching. “Well, more like fuck each other senseless!” As she said that, Gloria caught my wandering hand in one of hers, and placed her other hand between my snatch. Gone was any sense of tiredness I might have had. My nipples stood erect, and a shooting wave of arousal pulsed through my clit and reverberated around my box. Even my sphincter muscles tensed and joined in the throb of desire. Gloria was a tall and statuesque woman, with exceptionally shapely legs, a tight arse and small, but well-defined breasts. She wore an airline uniform, but had changed from the slim black skirt and tight French navy micro-wool fibre top of the female cabin crew into the black suit of her male colleagues! The single-breasted jacket was worn buttoned, but without a shirt, so that her beautiful creamy breasts were exposed as she leaned forward. Her hair was short, well-groomed and dyed brilliantine black, with magenta tips. Before coming to my room she had slicked it back with wet-look gloss. How handsome she would looked – the perfect dyke! The first thing I did was unbutton her tuxedo-like jacket and push it apart to fully expose her gorgeous tits. How wet I became anticipating gorging on them. I imagined long hours of sucking, licking, flicking and lapping at those beautiful orbs, much less anything else! Gloria reached into a pocket and drew out two small gold barbells – nipple jewellery. “Can’t wear these in flight – company regulations. They’d show up under the tight top.” She placed them in my open hand. “ Did once, and was grounded without pay or a week. Fortunately the Bitch who dared me to wear them owned up and she was suspended too. We spent a happy week in Paris together!” I sat up and eased the jacket off her altogether, then, facing her on the bed, played with both her nipples. I took one in my mouth and sucked it out loooooong, pursing my lips and dragging them along it. With one hand I twisted and tweaked the other. Then I took one nipple between my fingers and eased a barbell through the holes in the back of her nip, closed it, and repeated the procedure with her other tit. I then played with them both, dancing the fingers of both hands around her nips, pulling the little rods and then, leaning forward, taking them one at a time between my teeth. With both hands I managed to push her tits close enough together to be able to take both into my mouth at once and begin to pull with my teeth. Gloria let out a long and loud moan, and squirmed on the bed. I imagined her trousers were getting VERY wet, so I reached down to the fly zip and undid it. She wasn’t wearing any panties, so I was able to ease my hand in and cup her mound, then start to stroke her slit and clit with two fingers. My fingers were very wet as a result, and I could smell her sex-drenched aroma. And that wasn’t all! She had small rings pierced along her labial lips and through her clit hood! Oh, gawd, I just adore piercings. I played with them, putting my little finger into each by turn and tugging gently. This released more wetness from her – she was slick and as wet as can be! I moved and pushed her fully on to the bed, then unbuttoned her waist band, and, standing at her feet, pulled her trousers down and off. Gloria now matched my nakedness. She reached her hands up and pulled me by the tits on top of her. Then she flipped me over onto my back and lay on top of me. You can’t keep a Butch down for long! Propping herself up on her hands, she allowed her tits to rub mine, and ground her mound against mine. We kissed then. For a very long time. Our tongues played with each other’s. We panted and gasped for breath. “WoW!” I exclaimed. “I haven’t had a kiss like that for a month!” “Thought so” she replied “You were pretty desperate back there in the plane! Frigging yourself, desperate to be eaten. Didn’t the London girls look after you?” “Oh, they were fine. But I was thinking of my Butch at home. And the stories I have to tell her!” “What were you doing in London”. “I’m managing director and major shareholder in a sex toys and erotic stimulants company. I travel regularly attending Orgy Conferences, and addressing seminars on matters such as putting fun back into your relationship. Lesbians only. I make a shit load of money for being a purveyor of sleaze – a slut, if you like!” “And your Butch?” “She hates flying. She owns a club, lesbian bathhouse and dungeon in Sydney. She travels vicariously, and loves to hear all about my sexploits.” “Mmmmmm, well let’s make sure there’s plenty to tell her about your Lay Over!” With that, Gloria started to lick down my body, starting by nibbling around my collar bone, moving down to my tits, taking their large areolas deep into her mouth by turn, and alternatively squeezing and caressing the other as she did. She then traced her tongue down around my belly button, probed it a while, flicking the ring she found there, then dived into my muff. Once again I experienced a short intake of breath as she found my hood, pushed it back with her teeth and lips, and sucked my raw and exposed bud. It had been a slow build-up, but once she started on my pip, I came in a flash. I bucked and shuddered and gushed on her face. “Enough foreplay”, Gloria announced. She reached down towards her massage bag by the side of the bed and pulled out – “One of mine!” I exclaimed … “that’s one of mine! It was a leather harness, with a long dildo sticking out in front, curving slightly upwards. On the inner side of the harness was a 2 inch nub, which when she slipped into the harness, penetrated her own cunt. Gloria stood proud at the end of the bed. “Right, bitch – onto the floor on all fours!” she ordered. I complied with a meek, yet happy “Yes, Mistress!” “Good, Bitch, you understand the rules”. Just to make sure, she gave me a stinging slap on my arse as I raised it in the air. As she did so, I farted and she bent forward to smell it. “Filthy bitch!”. She slapped me again on the other cheek, and scratched her fingernails across both cheeks. She then parted my cheeks, and drawing from her bag a tube of lube, massaged her finger into my puckered hole. Meeting a slight resistance at first, she then twisted past it and plunged her finger back and forth in my butt. I pushed backwards against her, loving this rougher play. Eventually, she withdrew her finger and plunged back into her bag to produce a butt plug, with which she filled me. “On you back, bitch” she ordered, and I turned over. “Legs as far apart as they will go, and up in the air!” Once again – “Yes, Mistress, Sir!” Without hesitating, she pushed my cunt lips apart and plunged in with the girlcock, and started forcefully pushing it in and out my gaping, wet hole. I looked up and could see that her tits were flushed red, nipples hard and puckered as giant walnuts. Her head was thrown back, and moving back and forth in time with the rhythm of her fucking. The slick strands of longer hair on top were flopping over her forehead. I was lost in complete ecstasy, screaming with each thrust, not far away from cumming very, very hard. We were beside the telephone. “Ring your Bitch in Sydney” she ordered “and put it on hands free speaker. Don’t talk.” The mere thought sent me wilder, and she handed me the phone. I managed to place a direct dial call, the anticipation allowing me the sensibility to achieve that feat where otherwise I would have been a helpless mess! It was answered on the second ring. This was going to be a whole new phone sex experience for Lin and me – we had never experienced this before! To be continued. . . Flight Attendance Ch. 03 Lin answered the phone on the second ring. This was gonna be the best phone sex EVER. This meant I had to be very, very vocal and signal every delicious movement. I was gasping with anticipation of a cum, and grunting "Fuck me, fuck me, babe. Yeah, there, there, oh, oh, yeeeesss. Bang me good Mistress, Oh my cunt is full, yes, yes, my arse..." I heard Lin turn on her BOG (Battery Operated Girlfriend) as she instantly realised what was happening. Lin cooed down the line "Oh, honey, make that Mistress help you come so loud I can FEEL it! I know your nipples must be solid rocks, your juices flowing free. Has she stung your arse cheeks?" "Yes, yes" I gasped, she slapped me hard, and will again." Gloria smacked my cheeks, the crack ringing loud. "Oh, baby, does it hurt?" "Yes, yes, it stings so GOOOOD" "Oh, yes. Massage my swollen clit and fuck me, yes, yes..." I came with tremors convulsing my body, and guttural moans welling up from within the core of my being. I heard Lin pant as she worked her BOG around and inside herself. I collapsed on the deep plush carpet. "Mistress, Lin, oh help me, I'm spent..." "On the bed, slut", Lin barked down the line. That Mistress there with you hasn't started yet!" So far Gloria had not uttered a syllable; not a sound had escaped her mouth. Her mouth was now full of my cunt as she licked and sucked and munched and nibbled my mound, lips, nub and hole. "She's devouring me" I relayed to Lin "Gobbling me up, feasting on my cum and sweat and juice, her tongue is deep, deep inside..." Lin retorted "She will eat you til you beg her to stop, and then continue some more...." "No. Stop! Please I beg you, stop" Once more I plunged over the abyss. My clit throbbed and ached with the pleasure-pain of Gloria's incessant attention. I shouted again and again my latest cum. Since I had boarded that plane I had been in a constant state of arousal, or release. A very cool and collected voice came down the line. "I know you have your Laptop with you." "Ye.ye.yes" I managed to pant. "Turn it on and turn on your webcam. Log on and let me see you." I noticed Gloria, who hadn't anticipated this, was flushed with excitement; her nipples stood proud, her nostrils flared, her eyes glinted with lust. I crawled naked around the room and set up the equipment and logged on to the net, making contact with Lin. Lin, who could now see Gloria and me, did not, however, transmit to us. Lin was taking total control. "Turn and show me your girlcock, then pivot and show me your arse" she demanded of Gloria. Lin used her calm, deep, commanding voice. She ordered me to lie on the bed behind Gloria, my legs spread and in the air, directly facing the camera. "Spread your cunt lips WIDE" she ordered, and open your cavern to me". I did as I was ordered, while Gloria, slightly to the side, showed her arse cheeks. "Spread those cheeks" she was told. Gloria reached behind and spread her own alabaster and pink cheeks. What a contrast they were to my own brown skin, the black of my inner folds. "You're going live" Lin purred. You're now being broadcast to the world! It's over to you. . . " I smiled broadly, looking forward to more debauchery. This was the best layover I had ever experienced in more than 7 years of business travel. I so wanted my chance to taste Gloria after all the attention I had received from her. Surely she deserved her own release? The webcam broadcast seemed to have stimulated and excited her more than ever. Perhaps now . . . "Gloria" Lin stated, "I want to see your cunt riding her face. . . take the dildo off. For now. Show me a classic "69!" I started to melt. Lin knows that a 69 is my favourite! I just love lapping the womanly juice that drips from a lover. The welling slick of arousal, the juice of orgasm, the cream of a squirter, the river of a gusher. I am a fanatic for a juice box! Gloria found a stack of pillows and propped them under my arse so that it was elevated. That way the butt plug, still filling my arse was visible to the camera. She crawled up the bed to my head, the dildo and harness still strapped on. Facing the camera, she sat on her haunches, straddling my head, and removed the cock. She hovered above my face, dripping. The nub of the double-headed dildo, which had been in her cunt, she offered to me, so that the first taste I had of her was the wetness on the latex. MMMMMMMM. She threw the harness and toy onto the bed beside us, and remained poised above my mouth. I extended my tongue so that the tip brushed her nub. She lowered herself a fraction so that I could glide my tongue along the length of her folds, exploring between them along her slit. Gloria then nestled her hole over my mouth. My face was now hidden from the camera. Gloria leaned forward and fondled my tits. She was sitting straight and tall, grinding onto my face, and circling, stroking, pulling my nipples. She leaned forward and her arsehole rose in front of me. It was gorgeous – a perfectly clean and puckered hole, pink rimmed, between porcelain cheeks. I raised my hands to stroke her arse as my tongue probed her inner cunt. I pulled the cheeks apart and rimmed her arse with a finger. Then as I nibbled her clit, I plunged a finger in, screwing it slightly. Gloria gasped, and Lin exhaled, no doubt at the look on Gloria's face! Meanwhile, Gloria was fucking my arse with the plug . . . pulling it in and out, before burying her now familiar face into my pussy. The attention she was receiving obviously motivated her onto greater heights. If the face fuck I had on the plane was good, this was ecstasy. It was getting noisy in that room. The sounds of sucking and slurping alternated with pants, gasps, yelps and small screams, and finally as the roaring rush of mutual cummings washed over us, deep animalistic moaning. Over the computer speakers I could hear Lin. "Yes, yes, yes, ohhhhhhhhhhhh, you sluts – oh yes! Don't stop!" Gloria rolled off me, and we both sat up facing the cam. Time for some after-play! We were insatiable. We sat side on. As I fondled Gloria's delicious firm and pert breasts, twisting and playing with the barbells, she pushed my hair aside and kissed my neck. She was sucking hard, and obviously bruising me with lovebites. She nibbled my ear, then traced her tongue down towards my breasts. She pushed them together with her hands – hard – so the nipples were only a centimetre or two apart. She sucked them both into her mouth and drew on them so hard they ached. She withdrew them from her mouth and while continuing to press my tits together, she started sucking hickeys all over my tits! Oh god! My body was being used all over. I was cumming again from the tit play, and as I threw my head back, I was lost again. This time I fell sideways onto the bed, so spent, so overwhelmed by the succession of orgasms I blacked out momentarily. I was roused by the bedside phone ringing. It was reception telling me that my flight would be further delayed by another 12 hours. Time enough still for a visit to the pool . . .