Sexy Flight Attendant Knows How To Give Great Service

The second I saw her, I knew I was going to have that sexy flight attendant

I used to be an avid traveler, flying here and there, practically every weekend, always off to somewhere new and exciting.  I took a break from flying for a bit, but that wanderlust has never left.  So, when one of the guys I’ve been casually seeing asked if I wanted to head out of town with him, I jumped at the opportunity.  He told me to pack lightly.  After all, we were only going away for two days.  Then he said it was going to be a commercial flight.  Normally, I would balk at that.  I love a private jet.  That’s how a girl like me should travel.  But I really wanted to go away.  He said we’d been in first class at least.  And I had no idea we’d be so lucky to have such a sexy flight attendant catering to us.  Well, more specifically, catering to me.

At the airport, we had a few drinks in the lounge

And then we made our way over to the gate.  I was a little tipsy from the champagne.  And definitely horny.  I couldn’t help but notice the flight attendants boarding the plane before we did.  There was one sexy flight attendant I couldn’t keep my eyes off.  She was tall and curvy, with long dark hair and dark eyes.  She looked at me from across the waiting area.  And I knew I had to have her.

We locked eyes again as we boarded the plane.  She gave me a big smile and a wink as she welcomed us aboard.  I felt my panties getting wet looking at her cleavage pressed against her uniform.  We settled into the first-class seats.  And she came right over to offer us a drink.  I opted for another glass of champagne and watched as her hips swayed when she walked away to get it.  I tucked a blanket over my date and slid my hand between his legs as we took off.  When we hit a little bit of turbulence, I squeezed his cock even more.  He was rock hard before we even got to 10,000 feet.

Once we got to cruising altitude, she dimmed the lights in the cabin.  I was still stroking my date’s cock.  By now, his pants were unzipped, and I was running my fingernail around the head of his rock-hard dick.  But I couldn’t stop staring at the sexy flight attendant.  I leaned over and told him I was going to go get us another cocktail.  As I unbuckled my seatbelt and stood up, I saw her watching me.  When I walked toward her, I pulled the curtain closed behind me.

I couldn’t help thinking naughty things about the sexy flight attendant

Within seconds, her lips were on mine.  Her hands slid up my skirt.  And she frantically was pulling my panties to the side.  Her tongue pressed into my mouth.  Then this sexy flight attendant slid a finger right inside my wet pussy.  But I wanted more than that.  I wanted to taste her.  I needed to taste her.  Carefully, I lifted her up on the drink cart.  And pulled her panties down.  Her wet pussy glistened under the light.  My lips found her clit, and I started sucking on it.  Soon, she was moaning and gripping the back of my head, grinding her pussy against my mouth.

Now, I’m no stranger to the mile high club, but that was on a private jet.  This was a commercial flight.  And filled with other people! Anyone could have just pulled the curtain back and caught us.  I felt her pussy clench around my tongue.  Then her sweet cum dribbled down into my mouth.  That’s when I heard someone clear their throat behind me.  I pulled my mouth off her pussy and looked over my shoulder.  There stood my date.

Curious as to what happened next with the sexy flight attendant and my date?  Call me for all the details and some wild phone sex.

Kayla

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