The plane was gaining altitude, and she prayed to God that all this would end quickly. However, what is over? This is her job. She argued and... lost. And she had to become a flight attendant. She hated flying. It was an honor to work for this elite airline, but not for her. Getting here was not difficult. She had all the data for this. Height, long hair, beautiful face. When she entered the salon, all the men wanted her. But, she didn't care much. She had sex twice in her life. And both times the men were miserable. So many novels about the delights of orgasm, so many hours of porn, and things are still there - she was not excited.
Many of her colleagues wanted to get on this particular flight and no one admitted why. Until, one of her old acquaintances revealed the secret. Very sexy pilot. There were legends about his sexual skills. One of them said that he never had sex on the ground, only in the air. The girl did not see him, but she was not interested. As soon as the plane takes off, she will take her medicine and work at a job she hates.
The handsome pilot noticed her even near the stand with the flight schedule. “How delicious. What flight will this strawberry fly on? The girl was tall, with gorgeous ashy hair and a very sexy figure. His cock responded instantly as he imagined how nice it would be to push her into the cramped toilet and give her a couple of orgasms. He loved sex in the air. Perhaps it was due to a change in pressure or something else, but the sensations were a hundred times stronger. The orgasms were so powerful that he got hooked on such exotic sex for a very long time, and he no longer imagined a sexual life outside the flight. Beauty walked towards his gate. He licked his lips. Hundreds of thoughts raced through his head. What does she taste like? How does she moan? How do you kiss? How does a blowjob? Does he like "deep throat"? He had to masturbate before the flight, giving free rein to his imagination.
His plane was not like everyone else. Only rich people could afford to fly this flight. The capacity of the aircraft was only fifty people. Two floors, better conditions, drinks, lots of space and comfortable toilets. For a man, this was important. His physique and height would not allow him to have sex in a normal toilet.
He entered the salon and looked around. Passengers gradually filled the space and the flight attendants finished their preparations. He caught a glimpse of the two girls whispering about something. Interesting ... He turned around and almost ran into a third stewardess. His cock is tensing again as they fly together.
Hello, I'm doubly lucky today. He gave her one of his famous smiles.
- Hello, congratulations, let me pass. We are finishing the final preparations. The girl glanced at him and he did not see the delight in her eyes.
I am the pilot of this flight, my name is Philip. He devoured her with his eyes.
“Very pleased to meet you, sir,” the girl squeezed out a smile on duty, “my name is Victoria. You are also blocking my way. Allow me?
Philip couldn't look at her. Her slightly plump lips caught his eye. He wanted to knock the tray out of her hands and give her a deep, sensual kiss. The idea of tasting her pussy became an obsession.
Victoria came to the rest of the flight attendants.
- What did he say to you? God, he's walking sex. And his smile? The girls vying whispered about the hot pilot.
- A man is like a man. Nothing special. Well, maybe a little cute. Girls, we're leaving soon. We have to finish everything. Has anyone checked the toilets?
No, go check it out. Maybe you are lucky and you will experience the joy of sex. The flight attendants laughed.
Philip was slightly shocked. The girl did not try to flirt with him, flirt, or at least somehow show signs of attention. Life didn't prepare him for this. For the first time, he had the idea that he might "not have time" to have sex. The flight will only last five hours. He was not happy with this state of affairs. He began to look for her eyes and noticed that she went into one of the toilets. The man ran towards it.
Victoria was finishing the last preparations and rubbing the mirrors. It seemed to her that the door opened and she turned to the entrance. Her gaze rested on a man's jacket. Raising her eyes a little higher, she stumbled upon the calm look of dark gray eyes.
- Hi. Are you ready to take off?
- Not. Not ready. I haven't taken my medicine yet. I hate flying.
— And how did you get into this position if you hate flying? Philip thought it was a joke.
- Argued with one person. The details are not important. Now I'm a flight attendant who hates flying. Every time before a flight, I take a medication that slows down my sense of fear.
The man noticed how beautifully the glare shines from her hair and wanted her even more.
- I want you.
- Sorry, what?
- I want to have sex with you. Philip pulled her close to him and looked into her dark green eyes.
- You know, I'm flattered, of course, but it's not my problem. The girl took off her gloves.
What do you mean "not your problem"? I want you, not someone else.
“Philip, I think there are rumors about you. This time. Secondly, I not only don't want sex with you, I don't want it in principle.
A sickle in the balls. What the hell?
So, tell me what's going on. Is this your draw? See my reaction? Well done, you got me very interested. Now I want to fuck you even more.
Victoria looked him straight in the eyes and once again slowly said:
You are not interested in me sexually. I don't want sex with you. That's clearer?
The man refused to admit momentary defeat. Pressing her against the wall, he whispered against her lips.
Everyone wants to have sex with me. I am the God of sex. I'll be waiting for you in this closet to prove it.
“You can wait for me as long as you want and where you want. I have passengers and a job. And you are a pilot. And you'll have to land that damn plane. And then you go and find yourself your "sex". The girl pushed him away and left the toilet.
The plane took off and Philip left it on co-pilot and autopilot. He had a plan. The two stewardesses giggled softly as they prepared drinks for the passengers. He approached one of the girls from behind and looked away from the other. His hand slowly stroked the girl's thigh, rising up. Caught off guard, the girl screamed and turned her head to meet his lips. He devoured her passionately. "High-altitude excitement" hit him in the temples. YES!
Are you wet for me?
- Yes, sir. I've been waiting for this for so long. The girl directed his hand to the entrance and began to tease herself with his help.
“Tell me,” his long finger slowly entered her, and found a sensitive point, “is our new stewardess really not wanting sex, or is she showing off?”
“I... I'm not sure. She arched her back to take her finger deeper.
Why aren't you sure? His finger went deeper.
“She didn't really say anything about it. The girl moved her hips.
— I know that you know. More information and my fat cock will tease your very wet pussy a little.
"I'll tell you all I know, please come into me."
Philip smiled. Women loved his cock. Yes, and there was much to love. Twenty-odd centimeters of pure flesh. For him, the length was not so important. He was proud of the thickness. A large head helped bring women to the top very quickly. The man wet his penis with his hand and very slowly, torturing, entered the girl. He didn't need her to come right away, he liked to keep them "on edge".
"I'm listening to you," his lips lightly bit her earlobe.
She has aerophobia. As a child, she almost crashed on a plane. And, since then, she hates to fly.
He moved his cock slightly, causing a pre-orgasmic shiver in the girl.
Does she really not like sex? Or also cockroaches in the head?
The stewardess grabbed the counter.
- God, how good. Please don't stop.
Philip did not want her to come prematurely and stopped.
“Phil, please let me cum.”
— Information!
She never had an orgasm, and she never masturbated. Her men only cared about themselves. And there were only two or three of them. Therefore, she is a virgin mentally, but not physically.
The man abruptly pulled out his cock and closed his fly.
- How interesting. Thanks for the info.
A virgin, but not a virgin. What an interesting find. And with such and such external data. His brain refused to think about work and did not stop drawing fantasies, one more sophisticated than the other. Aerophobia, that is. She just needs to relax. And give an aphrodisiac. A few cocktails and a lot of strawberries. He smiled at his cunning.
The chef carefully cut the tomatoes for decoration. Seeing the hot pilot, he smiled.
- Hi dude. Well, how many have you already fucked?
- About that. I need your help. Make me, please, a pile of strawberries and fields it's all some kind of alcohol sauce. I need to seduce the new one.
Is that the one with the gorgeous hair? Oh, how I imagined how tasty it can be grabbed and planted by them.
- Hey, you will “plant” after me. You have twenty minutes.
Going down the stairs to his cabin, he accidentally stumbled upon Victoria.
- Hello, my love, and I already searched you here. Today we have cast lots and the "delicious" prize from the chef is given to... you. Come up to David in twenty minutes.
The girl ate strawberries with pleasure. She adored her.
“David, you are just a magician. I have never tried this sauce. Sweet and burning at the same time. It's like adding alcohol. You know we can't drink.
“Of course, dear. It's just Persian spices. Very suitable for fruits. The cook watched as the girl licked the sauce off her fingers and straightened her cock - the scene was very seductive.
After a couple of hours, the drinks were served to the passengers and there was a lull on the plane. Philip went up to the kitchen to check on Victoria and saw a lovely picture. Very tipsy, the girl laughed sweetly with the helpful cook. The man felt a little jealous.
- Hi dear. I see the mood has improved?
“Phil, you know what funny jokes David knows. I've been laughing for twenty minutes now.
- Yes, he started us. Come on, I need you to show me where the machines are stored in our toilets. One passenger needed it urgently.
— David, prepare the second batch of strawberries, I'll be back soon. Victoria waved cheerfully at the cook.
Opening the toilet door and taking a step inside, the girl pressed her body tightly against the pilot. He whispered in her ear:
“I won’t let you out of here until you have an orgasm, or better yet, two.”
"Then you'll have to settle here." I don't have orgasms. The girl laughed out loud.
“Then the men were losers.
He ripped open her panties and covered her pussy with his mouth. The girl screamed.
- David, what are you doing? Stop. God... what... are you... doing? She grabbed hold of his hair with one hand and the wall with the other. The man carefully opened the "petals" and gently licked the girl. He wanted her to come fast and hard, but changed his mind. It will be the first time for her, so let her enjoy it.
The girl was slightly dizzy from a million different sensations. Strawberries began to act and the blood slowly rushed to the genitals. Philip's tongue was shamelessly tongue-fucking her, occasionally caressing her clit. She felt as if her nails had sunk deep into his head. She felt the man's tongue roll over the sensitive pea with her tongue and groaned. Waves of incomprehensible and strong pleasure began to gain strength. The girl trembled and the man sucked the clitoris harder. Orgasm came unexpectedly and covered her with a bursting wave. She stifled a scream with the sleeve of her jacket. Her legs trembled, her blouse stuck to her body, she almost cried. Philip rose from his knees.
- I knew you could. Sex is amazing.
The girl looked at him with eyes full of surprise.
- It was something. And so every time?
“Ha ha, only if the man knows his stuff.
He pulled her to him and found her mouth. Strawberry. She tasted like strawberries everywhere. His fingers gently stroked her slightly swollen nipples. She needed to be turned on again. He wet his finger profusely and began teasing her clit again. Victoria grabbed his shoulders.
"I'm big, so you must be very wet."
She began to gasp for air as the man's tongue "applied" saliva to her entrance. Spitting on his hand, he wet his cock.
- I terribly want a blowjob from you, but I want to enter you more. Relax.
He gently kissed her lips as his finger flirted with her clit again. The girl gasped as the large head gently squeezed into the tight opening. Philip was careful. If it was someone else, he would not have worried and would just have planted. It was different with her. He wanted to give her a lot of pleasure. His thrusts were soft but firm. Going halfway, he stopped, give her the opportunity to get used to the size. The man's fingers continued to play with her clit. He went out almost to the end, but not completely, and softly entered again. The girl groaned.
“It's… an indescribable feeling.
Victoria felt like a huge cock was gently stretching her inside. Barely noticeable pain was immediately replaced by spasms of pleasure. Orgasm was born somewhere deep and promised to be very strong. She didn't even know what to expect. Philip picked up the pace slightly, kissing her passionately on the lips. He felt the tight muscles in her pussy. They literally pushed him out, and he "fought" for every push. Sweet flour. "Rings" were compressed more and more strongly and he could not stand it. Her body was trembling from the covered orgasm and he finished with her. Continuing to move, he gave her tight muscles another orgasm, and finished again.
Taking a breath, he looked at her and smiled.
“I hope you will only fly with me from now on.”