Flight Attendants Are Fun
by Marie LeClare
As I made my way to my seat I looked at the other passengers hoping for a friendly face. It was going to be a long flight from Dallas, Texas to London, England, and I can never get interested in the in flight movie, so I was hoping to find somebody interesting to talk to pass the time.
In no time we were airborne and I still hadn’t found a friend. The man sitting beside me was certainly no help, talking about his hardware business back in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.
Celia, our flight attendant in first class, noticed my plight and spoke to the man mentioning that there was an empty window seat if he would like to change. Oh course he jumped at it, although I don’t know why, all he could see on a transatlantic flight is clouds.
She could see the relief in my eyes even before I could thank her, and seeing that nobody was calling her she decided to sit down for a few minutes, and make small talk.
I told her how I had used to be a flight attendant but got fired, and how I was now a model. Of course she wanted to know who I flew with and why I had been fired.
In my feeble attempt to shock her I told her how I failed the drug test, but had quit drugs and also that I model for the adult industry. She asked if that was like pornography, and I just nodded yes.
Between her jumping up and down to assist passengers, she told me that she was married to a soldier who was serving in Iraq, and had one child a beautiful 15 year old daughter. Her words not mine.
As I looked deeply in her eyes I was trying to decide if she might be interested in some woman fun, but I really couldn’t tell, although I noticed her eyes would dart to my bust and back to my eyes as we talked.
The time seemed to be passing nicely and I really appreciated that she had decided to keep me company, when I must have dozed off for a short time and felt something touch me. It was Celia covering me with a blanket and saying she didn’t want me catching a cold.
Some time later Celia asked more about the modeling profession, and asked if I had friends in London. I assured her that I only acted with other women in the videos and I had to be in London on business.
Before she could form the words, I told her that I was a lesbian, and that I didn’t have any close friends in London.
She smiled and told me that she had experimented in college, but that she was afraid to do more after getting married, because she didn’t want her daughter to ever find out.
Nearing the final approach to the London Airport Celia asked if I would like to have high tea with them one night while I was in England, and more out of curiosity than anything else, to see if I could seduce her, I accepted.
The next day, after I had my meetings, I called Celia to tell her I was free for high tea if her invitation was still open, and the telephone was answered by the sweetest voice this side of heaven, who asked if I was the model from America, to which I replied yes I was, and she put on her mother.
The taxicab ride didn’t take all that long and soon I was in front of a high rise apartment building, and stepping off the lift I was greeted by Celia and her daughter, who I found out was called Jenny.
After supper and Jenny had gone to the cinema, Celia and I sipped wine and talked in whispers, like it was a great secret, about how she had experimented with women in college.
As she got closer to me, and from time to time would touch my leg, I couldn’t take anymore, and kissed her.
She really couldn’t object that her daughter might findout because she was gone for the evening, so she returned my kiss with as much passion as she could muster.
With our lips meeting and my tongue invading her mouth, she melted, and sucked on my tongue, and our tongues danced on each others.
My hand cupping her breast through her white blouse, and my fingers toying with her nipple brought forth expected moans, and I suggested that we retire to her bedroom.
My eyes resting on her beautiful ass, I wished I had brought my strappon from America so I could fuck her, but decided that my tongue and fingers would have to do.
As we undressed in total silence our eyes never wavered from watching the other as each piece of clothing was removed and folded on the chair, until at long last she was on display in front of me as she had entered the world.
Taking her hand I brought her to the bed and kissed her again, while my hand cupped and squeezed her breast. Kissing and licking her soft sexy throat, my fingers pulled and twisted her nipple, until I started to kiss down her front.
My hands on either side of her breasts bringing them together I briefly kissed and licked her amazingly stiff nipples until I opened my mouth wide and drew her breast into my mouth.
Nursing on her breast like a baby I allowed my hand to toy with her other breast, running my long fingernail to scratch her nipple, which brought squeals of pleasure of her saying, “It’s been too long.”
Dragging my teeth on her nipple and sucking hard I felt her fingers running through my hair, while her other hand cupped my breast. Weighing it in her hand before she pulled and twisted my nipple.
Kissing and licking under her breasts, I wanted to taste her all, and licked down to her tummy. My tongue leaving a little wet trail. Reaching her belly button, I lapped and tongue fucked it, like I was planning on doing to her furry pussy.
Moving so I could lay between her legs on my tummy with my arms under her hips and my hands on her inner thighs, I approached her hot wet pussy. Breathing in her wonderful fragrance, until my tongue discovered her hot wet pussy.
Licking her delicate folds brought forth more moans of pleasure, which I discovered were emulating from my mouth. Licking and nibbling her pussy lips. Pulling them with my teeth and releasing them like they were elastic, until my thumbs parted her pussy lips so I could lick her inner lips.
Penetrating her pussy with my pointy tongue I probed her pussy walls, and then swirled my tongue over her swollen hood and clit. Cupping my tongue and drawing her swollen clit into my mouth and sucking on it like a straw.
While I was licking and sucking I would blow little mouthfuls of air on her wet clit, before I allowed my two fingers to penetrate her pussy. Wiggling my fingers in her pussy before I crossed them and finger fucked her hard while I licked.
As her moans got louder I knew it wouldn’t take much, because she had all these pent up emotions that had been bottled up for so long and were now about to be released.
Squirming on the bed I had trouble controlling her body but held on until she moaned and went entirely stiff, screaming, “I’m cumming”, and flooded my mouth with her sweet pussy honey.
Changing positions, and telling me that she wanted to taste me she didn’t waste time with foreplay, instead she dove to my hot shaved pussy, and licked like she was a starving kitten.
As she was tongue fucking me I wondered if she had any toys but held off asking her until I could have my big orgasm, as I was having little ones.
When I came it was like an explosion, and I lifted my hips completely up and off the bed. Watching her as I gushed with her drinking my sweet pussy juice as fast as she could but some of it dripping down her chin.
Cuddling her in my arms after we had recovered for a few minutes, I asked her if she had any toys. Without saying a word she jumped up from the bed and went to the dresser. Returning with a dark blue strappon, which she explained that she had bought by mail order.
As I strapped on the harness I told her to get on her hands and knees, because I was going to fuck her.
Kneeling behind her I held the dong to her pussy, getting it nice and wet, and slick enough to enter her hot pussy. Pushing my ips it entered a little bit at a time. Entering further with each thrust, until it was totally hidden from view.
My hips acting like a machine I started to fuck her as I held on to her hair with my hand. Gripping it tightly as I fucked her hard and fast. With each stroke the end of the strappon would hit my swollen clit and make me hotter and hotter.
The tingle was building I could tell with her moans, and I wasn’t far behind with my own pleasure building.
It was a mad frenzy as we both struggled to reach the pinnacle of pleasure that we didn’t hear the sound of her daughter watching from the doorway with her hand stuck down the front of her jeans, fingering her own hot pussy.
As Celia went over the edge and screamed “Oh God I’m cumming, keep fucking me,” her daughter was experiencing her
own orgasm and dropped to her knees screaming.
“Oh please fuck me, fuck me too!”
I told her, “Get over here bitch and lose the clothes.”
Celia laid on her back not saying a word just watching her young daughter preparing to be fucked by a woman, and idly toying with her pussy.
Telling Jenny to get on her hands and knees, I told her to lick her mothers pussy and she didn’t hesitate for a moment. She obviously had done this before and was not a stranger to girl fun.
Kneeling behind her I held the wet dong to her pussy getting her juices on it, while I thought about whether I should fuck her pussy or little asshole. I knew the pain would be severe if I penetrated her little asshole but at this point I just didn’t care.
Holding the tip of the strappon to her little asshole before pushing my hips, she let out a little gasp, and said, “Yes, fuck my
ass,” before going back to licking her mothers wet pussy.
Pushing hard the dong stretched and entered her little asshole, and as I saw a few drops of blood on the strappon I fucked her hard and fast, watching as she brought her own hand to her little pussy and started to finger fuck herself.
As I got hotter I raised my hand and spanked her without missing a stroke. I didn’t know who was going to cum first, but as I got closer I spanked her hard as I fucked her.
It seemed that each of us was in tune with the other, because in no time, each of us screamed in unison as we each had mind blowing orgasms and collapsed on the bed.
I hated to leave, but since we had been having sex for most of the night, it was almost dawn and I had pack and head for the airport, so we exchanged phone numbers and I promised to call.