The Mile High Club

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I always hated flying. It’s not that it scared me or made me sick, it’s just that I thought it was a terrible waste of good working time. That time spent in the air and on layovers could be put to so much better use than just sitting there. I didn’t mind trains, because you could actually get some work done on them – providing they weren’t too crowded. Unfortunately, trains don’t cross oceans very well and since most of my business travel was overseas, that posed a problem. But my views on air travel were about to take a radical turn one day when my company sent me to England to check on our office in Knightsbridge, a district of London. I had been to London several times before and knew the area well enough to get around comfortably, so when someone needed to go over to check on the office there, guess who they looked at for the job! I didn’t mind going to London, I kind of like the place. There’s a lot to see and do there when I’m not in the office itself, and I can usually wrangle a day or two of personal time to do a little sightseeing or shopping. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that I am one of the top people in my company, and I know how to talk to the boss! So I packed up my suitcase (again) and made the travel arrangements for a flight to London. My flight was due to leave at 10:00 p.m. on Wednesday and, after 4,200+ miles, arrive in London at 11:10 a.m. the next day. It was an overnight trip, but with the time changes, it worked out that I would actually be in the air for about eight hours. I made my reservation and was lucky to get a good seat up front in Business Class with a bulkhead in front of me so I would have a little extra leg room. I got to the airport in plenty of time, and went through the security checkpoint with no hassles. I had done this so many times I knew exactly what they were looking for and how to get through the process as efficiently as possible. I went to my gate and sat down for the wait to board. While waiting, I made a couple calls to check on my room and to have a friend stop by and check on my house while I was gone – details that I routinely do when I travel. After about an hour, I heard the boarding call for my flight and got my laptop ready, turned off my phone, and got ready to board the plane. When the time came, I went into the plane and found my seat, which luckily was right up front close to the door. I sat down and hoped that no one would be sitting in the seat next to me. The plane was a Boeing 777 and this particular flight was only about one-third full so the seat next to me was empty. In fact the next closest person on the plane was four rows back and the other side. So I didn’t have to worry about being crowded. I settled into my seat and waited for takeoff, After we reached the cruising altitude, the pilot turned off the seat belt sign and I began to get comfortable. One of the flight attendants, a very attractive blonde appropriately named Honey, stopped by my seat to ask if I needed anything. Now being a rus escort sucker for a beautiful woman, I couldn’t help but start a little flirting, telling her that she was all I needed, how pretty she was, and how nice it was that I had such beautiful “scenery” to look at way up here in the clouds. You know, the whole compliment her and butter her up thing. Well it must have worked! “As soon as I finish attending to the other passengers in my section, would you mind a little company? I enjoy talking to certain charming passengers on these long boring flights!” she said. “Not at all, Honey. I’d like the company too,” I said. So Honey went off to finish her section and before long, she returned. I had put away my laptop in anticipation of her coming back to sit with me (there are just some things more important than work!), so when she came back, she sat down next to me and we began talking. Our conversation began innocently enough, talking about where we were from, what I did for a living, and so forth. We both seemed really comfortable with each other, and were getting along really well. Then Honey excused herself for a moment and I figured she had to go do some work or something, She was gone for a few minutes and when she returned, that’s when things got interesting! “You know, most of the passengers are asleep and with this flight so empty anyway, how would you like to move to First Class? We can talk easier there and won’t disturb anyone,” she offered. “Sure,” I said, “Are you sure it’s all right though – I don’t want you to get into trouble!” “Oh yeah, it’s fine. We do it all the time for our special passengers!” she said. So I was moved up to First Class for the rest of the flight. As we took our new and much nicer seats, Honey put her hand on my thigh. I looked at her a little shocked at her forwardness until she whispered in my ear, her hot breath on my neck. “John, have you ever heard of The Mile High Club?” she asked. “You mean the club where you have sex in an airplane at least a mile in the air?” I said, definitely interested in where this conversation was going. “Yes. Are you a member? Would you like to be?” she asked, batting her baby blue eyes. “No, I’m not a member. Although I probably should be with all the airline travel I’ve done!” I said, jokingly. “Well neither am I. And Debbie, my friend and another attendant here on the plane, isn’t either. We are both new girls and the only two who haven’t made the club. So we kind of dared each other to do it. We were wondering… if you’d like to join us?” she said. My eyes widened. Surely she wasn’t suggesting what I thought she was? I turned to look her in the eyes.”You mean…?” “Yes,” she answered, “I’m asking if you’d like to help us join the Club by fucking us both here and now.” What an incredible stroke of luck! This beautiful creature wanted to have sex with me right here on the plane! I wasn’t sure which girl was Debbie, but I hadn’t seen yenimahalle escort any of the attendants that I would turn down – and now I get to have two of them! I could feel my pulse racing as I thought about her proposition. I looked at her, trying to figure out if she was being serious. But looking into those soft blue eyes, I saw a mischievous glint to them. Her broad smile was more than the painted on welcome smile that most attendants have – this girl looked like she was ready to play and play hard! As I looked at her, my eyes traveled downward trying to assess her playmate potential. She was very attractive and she had a body to match. I took special notice of her full breasts and saw her hard nipples straining to poke holes in her blouse. I could almost taste them already. “Now what kind of a gentleman would I be to refuse such an invitation. And from such a beautiful lady as well!” I said, still awestruck by the offer. “I was hoping you would say yes. I’ll be right back sweetie,” she said, giving me a kiss on the cheek. “Don’t go anywhere, darling… promise?” As she got up to leave, she gave my swelling cock a playful little squeeze. I wasn’t going anywhere, even if I could! A minute or so later Honey returned. “Hi baby, this is Debbie, the girl I told you about? She’d like to play too if you are up for it,” Honey said. Debbie moved to the side so I could see her. Debbie was just as smoking hot as her girlfriend Honey, except Debbie was a couple inches shorter and brunette. She also had a bigger rack on her – something that I noticed right off. Not that I am necessarily a boob man, and I certainly wouldn’t turn either of them down. “Hi John, nice to meet you,” Debbie said. “Very nice to meet you!” I said, standing up. “You’re right Honey, he is a charmer. And not bad on the eyes either!” Debbie said, stepping up and rubbing her hand on my chest. “Well thank you girls, but since there’s two of you and only one of me, I think I am the winner in this contest!” I said, “I mean here I have two beautiful knockout dolls at my command!” “Oooh! At your command eh? Well then Sir, what would be your first command?” Debbie said with a smirk. Without a word, I reached out and put my hand behind the brunettes head, pulling her to me and kissing her hard. As I crushed her lips to mine, I felt her hand press into my crotch as if she was confirming my state of readiness. She found what she was looking for apparently, because as she felt my thickening cock, she moaned into my mouth. I returned her grope with one of my own, reaching up to cup her amazing breast. As my hand rested on the firm, young breast, I felt her hard nipple poking at the palm of my hand and discovered that at least one of my beautiful companions was not wearing a bra! “Hey now, save some of that for me!” I heard behind me, I turned and walked into Honey’s kiss, just as passionate and sweet. She put her hand on my cheek as her lips parted. My tongue pushed into her welcoming mouth and her tongue met mine there. She sucked my tongue in deeper giving me a preview of her talents. My hands moved around to cup her ass cheeks and lift them, squeezing her soft creamy flesh. As Honey kept her kiss going, she pushed me gently backwards until I fell back into my chair. She smiled for a moment, then hiked up her skirt and climbed onto my lap, grinding her panty-clad pussy down on the stiff, hard bulge in my pants. Her sweet perfume was subtle but delightful, the delicate scent of flowers filled my nose as I nuzzled her neck, kissing and nipping the soft flesh above her collar, my fingers working at the buttons on her blouse. Honey’s hands were holding onto the back of my seat as she moved her hips back and forth along my covered cock. Finally, my nervously fumbling fingers managed to undo the last button on her silky white blouse. I pulled the tail from her skirt waistband, parting the edges of her top revealing that she, too, was going braless. “We came prepared” she said with a wink. I looked over to Debbie and she had already shed her uniform, now only in her tiny lace panties, heels and nylons. She sat in the seat next to me and as Honey rode my trouser bulge, she leaned over and kissed Debbie. Meanwhile, my right hand moved over between Debbie’s spread thighs and slipped under those skimpy panties to find a very wet, very eager, bald pussy! Without hesitation, my fingers parted the swollen folds and dipped into her warm depths, eliciting a moan I was sure would wake the other passengers. But I didn’t have to worry… we were alone in First Class, there was a heavy curtain to shield us from view, and everyone within earshot was fast asleep. I reached for Honey’s succulent breast with my free left hand and pushed it up so my mouth could close over the thick pink nipple. Honey moaned in concert with her girlfriend as I pleasured the two of them. But these two high-altitude hotties wanted more than just an in-flight make out session. They were looking to get fucked! And they wanted me to be the instrument to that end – a service I was only too happy to provide them! Honey and Debbie got up and while Honey got into the same appropriate state of undress as her girlfriend, Debbie took it upon herself to assist in ridding me of my encumbrances as well. Debbie fumbled with my belt and pants, trying to hurry as fast as she could to get to the treat promised by the large swelling under them. Meanwhile, Honey was all but tearing her clothes off so she wouldn’t miss out on anything. If I wasn’t equally eager to start playing, it would have almost been comical watching these two horny women race to see who got to me first! Finally all three of us were ready and the girls knelt between my legs taking turns slurping and sucking on my engorged cock. One would suck on it while the other licked my balls or kissed me. Then they would alternate and switch positions and duties. Meanwhile my primary responsibility was to try to keep from blowing my load too quickly – which I should add was very damn difficult! These two girls were both very good “attendants” When Debbie’s turn came next instead of resuming her fabulous cocksucking, she wanted to try something else.

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