Having sex with a stewardess can only be described as exciting and new, but it’s just something you can think about. Just like when you see the word “stewardess”, you think of beautiful women in uniforms, with their hair tucked back, their make-up carefully applied, and their lips dotted with designer lipstick, and the scent of perfume as they carry their luggage… I don’t believe that you won’t be tempted! I don’t believe you won’t be moved.
I also couldn’t believe that this dream would come true for me, and literally on an airplane.
That time to Los Angeles to talk about business, back to Taiwan when sitting in first class, due to the off-season guests less, only one or two stewardesses take turns to serve, into the night after a few other passengers have long been asleep, leaving me alone awake. I had a headache because of the jet lag, so I asked the stewardess to bring me a cup of Coffee.
“Mr. Huang, your Coffee.” I saw that the name tag of this pretty stewardess reads “Yang Yutian”, and she is indeed as sweet as her name suggests, with a height of about 165 centimeters and big bright eyes, this first class stewardess, known as the “Wings of Taiwan”, is really well chosen. The first class stewardesses of this so-called “Taiwan Wings” are really well chosen.
“Thank you!” I reached for the steaming cup and burned it, my elbow bumping into her breasts which were bent over and jutting out beside me, “Ah…” she squealed in embarrassment and I apologized, but she didn’t show any displeasure, which seemed to be based on the courtesy of the industry! She smiled to show that she didn’t mind, and even wiped my hands with a tissue.
“Sorry,” it was obvious that Yang Yutian was a bit distracted, “you have a nice name… do you have an English name?” I took the opportunity to strike up a conversation with her.
She glanced at her name tag as if she knew I had peeked at it, she winked : “You can call me Meg, Meg as in Meg Ryan.”
“My name’s William,” I introduced myself a little, and also had a little chat with her, realizing that she lived on the boardwalk, had worked as a secretary for a while after college, and had gotten into flight attendant a little over two years ago, not long after arriving to serve in first class.
Ending the short conversation, Yang Yutian nodded to me, indicating that she was going to the dining room to organize the tableware. I looked at her back, a pair of slender legs under a narrow green skirt. I came back to my senses and tried to sleep, not realizing that the coffee I just drank was about to kick in, my head was too awake, and when my eyes closed, all I could see was Yang Yutian’s detailed face and her pretty body under her uniform.
Next to the travelers have been dead asleep, only rumbling snoring and the plane’s muffled engine sound ensemble, I remembered a frequent business travel friends talked about, some of the first-class flight attendants will provide another kind of service, just to see if you have the blessing of this enjoyable, and so got up and walked toward the food preparation room.
Yang Yutian was in the small food preparation room, her back to me, organizing the cutlery, when she heard my footsteps, she turned around and said in a silver bell-like voice: “Mr. Huang, still have a headache?” She asked me with concern. I nodded, as if she suddenly remembered that I just touched her breasts, goose egg-like face flushed.
“Meg, I have a fever.” I lied a little, and she actually came over and touched my forehead : “No fever!” She guffawed, as if she saw through my prank.
At that moment the plane suddenly shook, she didn’t stand still for a moment, and her whole body fell solidly into my arms, and my physiological reaction was quick and obvious, the hardness in my suit crotch was just right on her soft vital parts, and the collar of my white shirt was stained with her pink lipstick.
Quite unexpectedly both of us stayed still, as if it was a kind of time standstill, I sniffed her nice smelling hair and gently grabbed her small hand, without saying any more words, I lowered my head and kissed her wet lips, she didn’t avoid it; I gently nibbled her plump earlobes, she didn’t resist it; and I probed along the cropped line of my uniform to the deep gully between her two peaks. She just gasped more, and even when I pulled her hand against my firm crotch and traced circles in clockwise direction, she just blushed more.
Quickly passing the first and second bases, next, just one more step on the third base base bag to confirm the degree of her reaction, I can determine the time of sliding back to home plate and the angle of entry. I gently half-lift her narrow skirt, I can feel her rapid heartbeat against my chest; I probe into the edge of her valley, and through her stockings, I can even feel a large piece of slippery wetness oozing out from between her legs; the woman’s reaction tells me that she is ready to welcome me, a man, to slide into her home base.
Still not saying a word, Yang Yutian reached out and turned off the light in the dining room, so Yang Yutian and I were combining our most private organs in the small dining room, which was only covered by a cloth curtain. The excitement of someone intruding at any moment made me tense and exhilarated. Luckily, there were not many guests in the first class cabin, and all of them slept soundly, and the other stewardesses went to bed in their shifts, but it was not possible for them to be completely undressed.
I undo Yang Yu-tian’s neckline, pull down her purple bra side, bite and kiss her bean-sized nipples, she held her breath but softly grunted, one side to enjoy my invasion, one side to reach down to unbuckle my belt, remove my pants and bottoms. I have long been filled with blood and firm heavy huge rod was her delicate hands out, dark brown glans early stained with crystal secretion, she squatted down, first with a wet paper towel to help me carefully clean.
I finally broke the silence: “Why are you… willing to work with me…?” Yang Yutian stopped moving her hands, looked up at me, and said quietly, “Because you look like my boyfriend, and you’re… so gentle.”
So it was. I know she needs it, and stop asking myself if I’m getting extra service, crouching in front of me right now is a lonely person just like me, a flight attendant who’s been on all fours and has had a hard time getting solace and affection. I nodded and stroked her hair, undoing her neat bun, her otherwise shoulder length hair spilling down like a waterfall, “Don’t mess it up.” She cautioned.
A surge of love and compassion came over me, and I held her pink neck tightly, as if she knew my hint, she leaned forward, slightly opened her pink lips, and removed my foreskin to the root for me, and with a smooth stroke, I pushed my sinewy prick up into her small mouth. She coughed softly, and my sensitive tip seemed to push against the base of her tongue. “Yu-ten, I’m sorry, I’ll go slower.” She nodded and continued to savor containing the male life source for me.
She didn’t gulp fast enough, and seemed a little rusty, but I could already feel a surge of excitement traveling from my backbone to my head. I asked her, “How many months has it been since you and your boyfriend had sex?” I was really stupid and of course she didn’t answer because she was sucking me. But I felt her hand stroke my balls three times, and I knew that was the answer, no wonder she had gotten so wet so fast when I looked under her skirt.
“You’re so Smart!” I naughtily complimented her, and she looked up with a cute look in her eyes, gulping faster and faster. I suddenly wanted to launch in her mouth and face, thinking that I had endured enough in the past month abroad, the accumulated amount should be quite a lot, and I could have more than two rounds of standard. I’ll control the first shot later, and just shoot a little less.
Yang Yutian seemed to see my mind, ejaculation in the mouth can gargle, ejaculation in the face can be mended, but the uniform dirty can be a big problem. She took a towel in her hand and blocked it on her collar and chest, my waist moved faster and faster, her tongue wandered around my most sensitive tip, I knew I had to hold it back a little bit, so as not to ejaculate too much.
“I’m coming.” She nodded her head, I let out a “mmmm”, the first and second shot in her mouth, the third time I pulled out quickly, a soft “pop” shot on Yu Tien’s delicate face with foundation, and then after another wave of shooting I hurriedly held back, “You’re a bad guy. “You’re bad.” The white thick semen slides from Yu Tian’s cheeks and the corner of her mouth to her chest, she hurriedly wipes it off with a towel.
I actually ejaculated on the face of this high-quality flight attendant, my heart was beating wildly, looking at the dimly lit Yu Tien had more of a hazy beauty, and I just wanted to quickly do the closest intercourse with her.
“No need to rest? Want a drink of water?” Yuti brought me a glass of water from the dining cupboard, the two hills on her chest rising and falling violently, probably not being able to scream was making her feel very unable to enjoy herself. I answered her question by drinking it in one gulp and then letting her hold my still hard and virile cock.
I let Yang Yu-tian half leaning on the dining table, her narrow skirt up to her thin 23-inch waist, spread her knees, with the tip of the fingernail scratch her stockings, her purple silk lace panties to the root of the feet, reaching out to explore the opening into the garden. Her pubic hair was thick and already wet, so I rubbed my glans directly against her nub again, and she bit her lip, as if she was comfortable and impatient.
I was about to drive into the last bastion when she took out a condom from somewhere and thoughtfully put it on for me: “Sorry, happy but careful.” She looked at me quietly, her eyes watery as a mirror.
I was moved for a moment, holding my own rod, I pushed it towards the opening of Yutian’s pink folds, she shuddered, and I immediately felt the body heat of the beautiful woman rise dramatically, I used my finger to reach into the honey hole first and pumped it repeatedly, the nectar flowed out in milky streams, and her eyes were slightly closed, as if she was just about to enjoy the climax of a season.
I rode up on my side and undid Yang Yu-Tian’s neckline a little more, pulling down her entire bra to her armpits, the breasts I had just touched popped out, her dark red nipples were already sticking up, my favorite type of breasts, and I once again tasted the silky smooth skin of her breasts. Her upper body was thrown back as I pressed on her, her beautiful auburn hair swaying sensuously behind her head as I sucked on the protruding grains around her nipples, rubbing them and picking them up with my fingers.
She whispered in my ear and exhaled, “Come on in, someone’s coming to take my shift.”
I heard the sound of water in the two lower body friction, I know that this is the best time to enter, hands up her hips, she held up her waist to meet, I hold my weapon, my left hand spread her labia, gently tiptoe and then hard to force, only to hear the “plop” sound, smooth wedge into her body.
“Oh…” She tried not to make a sound, but she couldn’t help but muffle her cry. I asked her softly, “Hard enough?” Yang Yutian, with her stewardess uniform already half-covered, replied, “Keep going…”
I pumped from slow to fast, entering, exiting, re-entering… The tug-of-war between the mucous membranes of the sexual organs is the most sensual tug-of-war on earth, where a man and a woman, with only the lower half of their bodies exposed, allow the most primitive sexual organs to rub together and generate heat.
Yang Yu-tien’s hole was very tight and she must not have had much experience with it yet. As I pumped, I nibbled and kissed her right breast, which was slightly exposed under her uniform and swaying with the rhythmic movements, “Mmm… mmm… I’m… coming…” Yang Yu-tien murmured.
Leaning against the edge of the dining room cabinet, I gently held her waist for support, she raised her legs up and tightly wrapped them around my waist, her empty ankles were still wearing beige high heels, I caressed the inside of her slender thighs with my entire palm, and she clenched her legs even tighter, so that I could barely move my rod back and forth, so I had to pump it harder.
The name tag on her uniform had loosened a bit with my thrusts, and the words “Yang Yutian” appeared in front of my eyes. “Ah…” she finally cried out, “I… I… I’m coming… Yes, yes, yes, yes… I’m hitting the G-spot! I’ve hit the G-spot. It’s contracting so fast… once… twice… oh…”
Hearing her muffled but intoxicated cries, I couldn’t help but get excited and pump faster and deeper, and she reached down to caress and play with my scrotum: “You… are thicker than he is… you’re… penetrating… into my cervix…”
I accelerated and pummeled it from different angles, and Yang Yutian’s lips parted, “Mr. Huang, can you do it from the back?”
I certainly like to change to a different position, and at tens of thousands of feet in the air, who knew that Yang Yutian and I were exercising more intensely than the air currents?
I slowly withdrew from her, their bodily fluids still tightly connected, and I rolled her over onto her back, aligning myself with the long-slicked entrance of the dreamy stewardess, and rode her up from the back position. Her hands climbed on the handles of the wall, and their sex organs pulled back and forth like pistons, my rod seeming to rise desperately inside her.
If only she were my wife! I thought to myself as I grabbed her hair, which was finally flying loose, with one hand, and pushed deeper and deeper.
“Okay… I like this… from behind…”
As I moved my hips, I leaned into her ear and asked, “What are we doing?”
She was already dripping with sweat and replied in a small voice, “Make love.”
I continued to ask questions, deliberately teasing her with my own arousal: “What verbs can be used to make love between a man and a woman?”
She blushed again, I slowed down, kissed her thin eyebrows, and felt her contracting again: “For every word you say, I’ll pump 100 more times…”
Fearing that I would stop and not be able to keep the orgasm going, she uttered two words in an almost inaudible voice: “do it” and “go to bed”.
I started to pick up the pace again, encouraging her to continue, “And?”
Yuti shook her head sheepishly, “I’ll say one for you okay, fucked.” I said. She clenched her legs again: “Mating… intercourse…” She knew I would stop if she didn’t say it.
Coming from such a beautiful girl, “Fuck…” I felt like I was about to cum again, and I had to climax at the same time as she did to make it perfect, so I asked, “What else can I say when I’m fucking you?” I took Yang Yu-tien’s hand and stroked the engorged area of our genitals.
She was already in a bit of a lose control situation, and I knew that she was about to run out of steam, but I said it anyway: “You’re… screwing me… fucking me… thrusting into me…” She changed her tone of voice, and said something that this gorgeous stewardess had never said before: “You’re so hard… you’ve been riding me for a long time… You’ve made me so strong…”
I couldn’t hold back this passionate verbal stimulation any longer, so I turned Yang Yutian onto her back and penetrated her once again in a standing position. I pumped her hundreds of times, and Yang Yu-tien was already speechless: “Never… he has never made me so high…”
I knew she was about to reach her final orgasm, but I wanted to be with her, “Yu-ten… you’re the best Girl I’ve ever had.” I pumped and pushed harder, and pushed deeper and deeper, rubbing my hard-on against the walls of Yang Yu-ten’s vagina: “I’m going to cum…”
“Mmm… well… I’m coming… I’m coming…”
I felt my glans rapidly spreading as jet after jet of warm cum came out in an unending stream.
“Oh… I want your Sperm… you cum… I contract…”
I thoughtfully stayed inside her for about three minutes before pulling out my huge rod with the condom. Yang Yutian looked at how much white semen had accumulated at the tip of the condom and scowled in shame again. I hugged her and gave her a grateful passionate kiss.
Everything returned to calm, good thing another stewardess slept late, an hour later came to the shift, by this time Yang Yutian has long been re-makeup, a head of hair and combed a neat bun, the neckline of the uniform as if there is still a bit of sweat, but what I saw was her slightly loose nameplate. While the flight attendants were still organizing things at the other end of the cabin, I walked in front of Yang Yutian and helped her to adjust the nameplate on her chest, which was still swimming behind her breasts last hour.
“Thank you!” I realized I seemed to be in love with her eyes, or, with her.
“Thank you, too, for an unforgettable memory.” She said good night.
“Wait a minute,” I took her hand and slipped a note into it, “You know how we should get in touch again.” She smiled lightly, a strange light in her eyes.
She nodded and walked back to their lounge. I knew that we would meet again in some cafe in Taipei.
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