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Mile high club with the Captain
Mile high club with the Captain – Who is flying the plane now?
“Excuse me, are you a medical doctor?” A voice half woke me up from a deep sleep. I was flying from London to San Francisco for a conference. I opened my eyes, all I saw was the beautiful cleavage in between the air stewardess’ blouse. The edge of her left nipple was showing, as if it was playing peek a boo with me. It was very light pink, almost blending in with the pale soft skin of her shapely breasts.
I must be having an erotic dream. Very deep sleep is associated with dreams and early morning erection in men. I learnt that at medical school. This is why most men wake up with a hard on first thing in the morning.
I could feel a full erection down below. Luckily, I was wearing a pair of silk boxer shorts that my girlfriend Julie bought me, so there was plenty of room for expansion. There was a pleasant tingling sensation at the tip of my penis. It must have been covered by pre cum.
Please don’t let me wake up. I want to explore this nipple, the breast that it is hanging from and indeed the other breast as well as the pussy that goes with it. I want to finish the dream and have a wet experience. I had been working nights at the hospital and had not had sex with Julie for a whole week.
Sadly, I was not dreaming. The glimpse of nipple belonging to the air stewardess was real. Actually not that sad, as her nipple was really rather nice. I could be woken up by worse sights.
I pretended to be still half asleep with my eyes barely opened to enjoy my nipple wake up call longer. She put her hand on my shoulder and gave me a little shake. Her breasts swayed sideways as she did so, causing the tip of her nipple to glide backwards and forwards on the fabric of her blouse. I bet it felt nice.
I pretended to be asleep for as long as I could to get the most of the view. “According to the passenger list, you are Dr Marco Young. Are you a medical doctor? We have a passenger in need of urgent attention.”
I followed her to see to the passenger. He was in a deep c***. There was nobody travelling with him, but somebody nearby said that he saw his carry on bag full of medication. With the help of Emily, the stewardess, I found the bag full of prescription medicine, including insulin for injection. I quickly established that he was in a diabetic c*** because his blood sugar was too low. I asked for some chocolate and the entire duty free collection of candy immediately turned up. Presented to me by another pretty stewardess. I love ordering beautiful women around.
Unfortunately, the man was too far gone to be able to swallow. I opened the on board medical kit. To my surprise, it contained glucogon, a hormone that counteract the effects of insulin to bring blood sugar up. I gave it to him but unfortunately, one dose was not enough and that’s all the medical kit had.
I asked to see the Captain so Emily showed me to the cockpit. It was dark outside. All I saw was instruments flashing everywhere.
“He is not going to make it to San tuzla escort bayan Francisco. We need to land the plane. Where are we Captain?” I said to the middle aged pilot to the left. “Captain Austin is in charge of this aircraft.” Said the man, pointing to the female pilot on the right.
It was wrong of me to assume that the Captain was male. I was glad to see a beautiful woman flying the plane. She was in her mid thirties and had an air of elegance and authority about her. Above all, she was drop dead gorgeous. “The nearest airport that can accept an aircraft of this size is Reykjavik in Iceland.” She said. “We have to land there if he were to survive.” I looked into her beautiful brown eyes while saying that to her authoritatively.
She did not answer, but instead pressed a few buttons and the whole plane, all 300 tons of it moved. She was so sexy, demonstrating such control of a powerful machine. I wanted her to “control” me so much there and then, but I had to go back to attend to the sick passenger.
There was no mucking about, no circulating waiting for a landing slot. Before I knew it, we have touched down. The landing was a bit rough. I hope she would also be this rough when she “handles” me. As soon as we landed, two blue light ambulances speed towards us.
[Dear readers, I guess you just want to read the kinky stuff, so I will spare you the medical details. Message me if you want to know more about it].
I handed the sick passenger to the ambulance crew. The plane refueled and we were ready to take off.
Before take off, Emily the stewardess came up to me “My name is Emily, I am the purser in charge of the cabin on this flight. I would like to thank you personally and on behalf of Amxxxxxn airline for helping another passenger on the flight.” At least that was what I thought she say. I was too busy trying to see if her nipples were visible again. “Allow me to move you to the first class cabin.” She continued. Before I could answer, another stewardess had taken my bag from the overhead locker and walked towards the front. I was shown to my seat. After many glasses of complementary champagne and first class dining, Emily said to me “Captain Charlotte Austin wants to see you in the crew’s resting quarters Dr Young.”
I was shown to a small room above the cockpit, the Captain was already there. “I want to fuck you personally for what you did.” At least that’s what I thought she said. She probably just wanted to thank me. I was the one who want to fuck.
She had taken off her jacket. Her uniform blouse had the usual stripes on the shoulders. She was very slim, any slimmer would be pathological, but yet she was radiating health, confidence and above all, sexual desirability. She did not wear a bra. Her pointed intensely red nipples could be seen without much difficulty, especially with the cabin lights behind her. What is this braless thing with these Amxxxxxn airline women. Can they not afford one, not that I was complaining.
“With the unscheduled stop adding to the flight time, I am obliged orhanlı escort bayan to take a rest mid flight.” She said.
“I will get straight to the point. I found the authoritative way you told me to land the plane so sexually desirable. I want to fuck you. We are expecting turbulence in 30 minutes and I need to be at the cockpit for that, so we do not have much time.” She continued while undressing me. I was totally starkers soon after she finished her sentence and was starting to get an erection with her in her uniform admiring my cock. I have a fetish for uniform and is really enjoying the attention.
So I did hear her right first time, she did want to fuck me. But what was it about turbulence in 30 minutes? I have to fuck her in that time? How about foreplay?
There was a knock on the door. She opened it, totally disregarding the fact that I was totally naked and had a full on erection by then. Nothing like time pressure and dangerous adventure to get my cock hard.
“Here is the condom you asked for Captain.” Said Emily as the door opened, looking at my penis dripping with pre cum as she spoke to the Captain.
“Can we have two please?” I asked cheekily.
“That won’t be necessary. By the time I finish with you after the first time, you will not even have the strength to stand up.” Said Captain Charlotte.
A male flight attendant came in and left a glass of champagne and a bowl of the obligatory salted peanuts, whilst admiring my nuts and penis at the same time, cheeky grin on his face. I think he was enjoying the in flight entertainment more that Emily and Captain Charlotte.
Charlotte started to strip, undoing her blouse buttons to reveal her thin torso, decorated by a pair of peach like breasts. I stopped her from taking off her blouse completely, as I want to make love to her in her captains uniform. “O.K. ” She reluctantly agreed. I imagine she gets a lot of such requests. “But only if you will fuck me in your doctor’s white coat next time I am in London.”
I also “reluctantly” agreed. A woman who will leave me too weak to stand up after making love to her is definitely worth a second screw, a third screw, a forth screw…
She laid on the bed, pulled her uniform skirt down to review her stars and stripes thong. Captain America was half naked in front of me! I lowered the flag to reveal her pussy. She shaved her pubic hair to a landing strip. Very appropriate. She put a salted peanut in between her pussy lips that were already wet. I did not want it to get soggy, so I used my tongue to lick it into my mouth, deliberately touching her clitoris on the way. I didn’t know airline peanuts tasted so nice. She fed me the whole bowl that way. Each peanut getting soggier and saltier as her pussy get wetter and wetter.
I sat up to admire her figure, top half with blouse buttons undone, showing her breasts. She was so slim that I could see the contour of each rib. Her lower half was completely naked. Her abdomen was flat, finishing at the lower end by her bonny pelvis. She poured champagne on her stomach. aydınlı escort bayan It had no problem holding the nectar as it was more concave than flat. I licked it all up, using my fingers to push some down towards her vagina so that I could drink it from there. Champagne and pussy juice is the best drink ever.
The plane started to be bumpy. We must be entering the area of turbulence she talked about earlier. Not wanting my landing slot to be denied by bad weather, I spread her legs to expose her landing strip pussy hair. I lined up my jumbo to the strip and aimed straight down. As my penis entered her pussy, the plane got even bumpier. I had to finish fucking her before we crash so that she could get back to the cockpit to save the plane. “Slow down, don’t worry, it is only a bit of turbulence.” She said in a calming but yet commanding voice.
Obviously not impressed with my performance, she pushed me off her. Penis slipped out, to be brushed by the jet of air from the air vent. The cold feeling was tantalising.
She laid me on my back, admired my fully naked body for a short while before descending her warm vagina onto my cock that had been enjoying the cold breeze. The contrast of temperature made her vagina all the more welcoming. She started riding me up and down, taking full control of me like the way she took control of the aircraft. I was happy to lay back and enjoy the in flight entertainment. She was so wet that I could hear squashing noise as she pumped me. Her breasts were of medium size, but as her torso was so thin, they really stood out, bouncing up and down as she rode me.
After a while, the up and down wobble got more intense. Indeed, the whole plane was wobbling violently. We were in the turbulence. The fasten the seat belt sign came on, an announcement was made. There was no way that I would return to my seat. I was being fucked by the Captain. If the plane crazy and I die, I would die happy and with a hard cock. Her bouncing breast in synchrony with the turbulence was ecstasy for me. As the turbulence got worse and worse, our fuck got more and more violent. The sense of danger and sexual excitement combined was overwhelming. She screamed as she climaxed. Not wanting to be left behind, I speeded up the pumping. She responded by bouncing up and down me even more; so much so that my cock slipped out of her very satisfied cunt, just before I shot my cum. As a result, my cum was all over her pussy lips.
Satisfied with what she was sprayed with, and without saying a word, she put her stars and stripes thong back on, soaking up my cum whilst doing so. She left the cubicle half dressed, tits still hanging out. Needed to take control of the plane I guess.
Within minutes, the aircraft was steady as a rock. I later learnt from her that she deliberately flew the plane into turbulence so that she would get a Betty fuck with me. Somehow, I found it hard to believe.
I felt exhausted and fell asleep soon. An erotic dream quicky followed. Another one of my early morning erections. I dreamt that my cock was being sucked. My erotic dream then turned into a wet one. I felt that I had shot another load of cum all over the bed. I then woke up to find that Emily the stewardess was lying next to me wearing nothing except a grin on her face…………
To be continued……
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