Super Service on the Train (Transformation Series Adult Novels)

On April 18, the national railway speed was increased for the fifth time.

The most eye-catching thing this time is the newly launched 19 pairs of Z series direct "top brand trains", all with a speed of over 160 kilometers per hour. They use brand new luxurious soft and hard sleeper cars, and are the best "star trains" in terms of hardware facilities and service quality.

What makes passengers even happier is that the ticket prices of the Z series direct express trains are at the same level as those of previous express trains. Therefore, they have been very popular since their launch. There is an endless stream of people riding on them, and tickets are often hard to come by. They are known as "walking star hotels" and "land flights."

Everyone who has ridden on the Z-train has praised it highly, especially the male passengers. This is not only because the train has a comfortable environment and carefully prepared food, but also a team of flight attendants who are comparable to "stewardess". Beautiful cars, beautiful food and beautiful women, the "three beauties" are really eye-catching.

A voice was broadcasted from the waiting hall: "Passengers taking the direct train Z17 from Changsha to Beijing, please check in at Waiting Room 1 and board the train."

"Is this your first time taking the Z train today?" my colleague asked me.

At work, this colleague takes good care of me. Recently, my company sent me on a business trip, and my colleague gave me a ride to the airport and saw me off.

"Well, because it has just been opened, and I don't have many opportunities to go to Beijing."

"Oh? Then I believe you will definitely choose Z17 when you go to Beijing next time."

"Well, my sister told me that the Z trains are the best in the country. They are spacious and comfortable, the service is friendly and courteous, and the ticket prices are reasonable. They are really worth the money. A month ago, she and her brother-in-law took the Z17 train on their vacation trip to Beijing. After that, my brother-in-law took this train several times on business trips."

"What did your brother-in-law say?" asked the colleague.

"Brother-in-law? He just said that the Z train is good and we should try it when we have a chance! But then he didn't say anything else, as if he was thinking about something."

"Oh!" My colleague lowered his head, but I noticed that he seemed to be smiling meaningfully, as if he shared the same feeling.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"No! You'll know when the time comes..."

"Know?"

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Queue and check tickets. Then walk through the long aisle and arrive at the platform.

"Please come this way and show your ticket. Welcome aboard this train. We will serve you!" A sweet voice came from the other side.

I was startled and thought I had come to the wrong place, because the female stewardess standing at the door of the carriage was wearing a dark blue suit uniform similar to that of a stewardess, with a narrow skirt just reaching the knees, shiny transparent stockings, black half-heeled leather shoes, a white shirt with a pointed collar, a colorful silk scarf around the collar, and a stewardess hat with a white border, and her hair was neatly combed and tied up at the back, making her look youthful and lovely, and at the same time exuding a noble and elegant temperament.

"Sir, your ticket..." The attendant's kind reminder brought me to my senses, and I quickly handed the ticket to her.

While she was checking the tickets, I finally had the chance to secretly observe her up close.

She is a breathtakingly beautiful woman, with a pair of large, bright and lively eyes, black and shining pupils, and long and curly eyelashes; light crescent-shaped eyebrows, an upright nose, closed lips that are slightly oval, and plump lips painted in a pink color that is a little reddish; her face is round and well-proportioned, her plump cheeks are slightly bulging, she wears light makeup, and has a slight blush, and her facial features are quite clear. The bangs on her forehead were neatly cut, and her long, shiny black hair was combed back and neatly tied at the back. She is not tall, half a head shorter than me, about 1.65 meters, with a beautiful body curves.

"Hello! I'm the attendant of this train. It's my pleasure to serve you!" She smiled and handed the ticket back to me.

Smells so good! A burst of fragrance hits my nose, she is indeed a beauty!

I...what am I thinking! I quickly dismissed the thought and nodded slightly to express my gratitude: "Thank you! But... don't you need to exchange the ticket?"

The attendant shook her head and gave a friendly smile: "The Z series trains implement star-level train service, which means non-intrusive service. The previous door ticket inspection has been changed to a 'no registration, no ticket exchange' system; there will no longer be attendants pushing dining carts through the carriages to sell goods. The dining cars have cancelled the push cart sales and implemented 'door delivery of meals'. The dining cars have opened bars, tea art bars, educational toy bars, etc.; each compartment is equipped with ironing equipment, as well as a toilet for the disabled, an environmentally friendly closed cabinet trash can, and a fire alarm system; if the weather in a different place changes suddenly, you can rent an umbrella from the attendant after arriving at the station and return it when you take the train again. The train also provides business secretary services such as storage of valuables, printing, photocopying, and wireless Internet access."

"Oh... that sounds great."

"Is this your first time riding a Z train?"

"Yeah!" I replied with a smile.

"I hope you like it." The flight attendant smiled sweetly and continued to serve other passengers waiting to get on the bus.

──────────────────────────────────────The first impression of the soft sleeper car of the Z train is that it is particularly comfortable. A compartment is like a small room. The attendants have adjusted the lighting, audio and air-conditioning temperature in the compartment before the passengers get on the train. After passengers enter the compartment, waiters generally do not disturb them. When they need service, they just need to press the call button.

Each private room has four berths, all with an elegant and warm camel color as the main tone. On the centralized control panel between the upper and lower berths, the temperature, air volume, volume and call buttons are all available, and a separate car TV is also installed. There is a new personal shoe box under the bed, an oval reading light at the head of the bed, and a large mirror behind the sliding door of the box. Each berth is also specially equipped with two pillows, high and low, to meet the needs of different passengers.

In addition to giving passengers a sweet night's sleep, the living conditions are also high-end enough to match the "soft sleeper life". There are toilets at one end of the carriage, with each providing what you need: one is a squat toilet and the other is a sit-down toilet. The interior is dominated by fresh orange, with large mirrors and overhead spotlights, giving it a refreshing and pleasant feel. It is not only beautiful but also practical: the pull-out door saves space and facilitates entry and exit, the push-type faucet easily dispenses water and can be adjusted to hot or cold, the speaker switch can control the broadcast volume as needed, and there is a call button just in case.

The drainage pipes of the new toilets are of closed storage type and will no longer "pollute" the tracks.

As one of the first new-type trains in the country, the Z-train has a much higher safety factor than ordinary trains. The train is equipped with high-tech "electronic ears" and the advanced DMIS dispatching and transportation command management information system, so that driving safety is always under dynamic monitoring; the latest high-speed train disc brakes plus electronic anti-skid devices can truly achieve "no splashing" even at a high-speed running speed of 160 kilometers per hour, and can stop smoothly within a distance of 1,100 to 1,400 meters.

In the dining car with a fully transparent kitchen and a small bar, the set meals are exactly the same as airline food, with staple foods packaged in silver tin boxes and fruits and tableware packaged in paper boxes. The former offers sesame white rice, vegetable rice, noodles, etc. to choose from, and hot food includes lotus root cakes, fried cauliflower, spiced beef, crystal buns, stir-fried two-color, baked French fries, pan-fried duck breast and other different combinations; the latter contains small plastic boxes, which contain cold dishes, bread, desserts, and fruits. With this "delicious food", passengers may say goodbye to the instant noodles they often eat on trains.

In addition to free meals, we can see from the menu and beverage list of the dining car that the average price of a stir-fried dish is more than ten yuan, and a Chinese breakfast set is only 8 yuan; and among the alcoholic beverages, there are both famous wines worth hundreds of yuan and Reebok beer at 5 yuan a can. The prices of meals are rich and reasonable.

It’s hard to imagine that there is such a good train service in the country…

────────────────────────────────────A few hours after the train started, it soon entered night traffic.

The other three passengers in the same compartment were all concentrating on watching the TV program on their bunks, but I felt bored, so I opened the door and went to the aisle outside to get some fresh air.

Somehow, my thoughts suddenly went to the flight attendant and I recalled her smiling face.

"Oh, it would be nice if I could have a wife like this in my life!"

Suddenly, a sweet voice rang in my ears. I was so focused that I didn't notice the flight attendant standing next to me.

"Are you the gentleman who just said that this is his first time riding our train?" She lowered and tidied the curtains of the train, then turned to me and asked kindly.

"Uh... yes, yes!"

"Do you feel comfortable?"

"Not bad! It's much better than the previous express trains!"

"That's because our trains are modeled after the French model, ensuring that every passenger is treated like a VIP!"

I don’t know about that! It is really good value for money.

"Sir, you don't look very well. Are you feeling unwell?" she asked with concern (Well, I'm not feeling unwell...)

"Maybe... because it's always a bit lonely when you go out alone." I answered casually, thinking it would be nice to chat more with this beautiful flight attendant.

"Then please come this way! I can help you!" The flight attendant smiled kindly and stretched out her right hand with her palm facing up to indicate the direction of departure.

(Come this way? Help?) It’s quite puzzling.

I didn't think too much about it, so I got up and followed the flight attendant.

The flight attendant led me to a private room near the end of the carriage, which seemed to be a lounge exclusively for flight attendants.

"Please come over here..." After both of them entered the lounge, she closed the door.

Woh…

There are no four berths like in an ordinary private room, only a sofa by the window.

The flight attendant asked me to sit on the sofa, then suddenly knelt down on the spot, straightened her upper body, and slowly loosened my belt with both hands. I was so scared!

"Miss...Miss...! What are you doing?!"

"You want me to help you get rid of your loneliness?" "What?"

"The way to avoid loneliness is to make passengers relax as much as possible. Now please let me serve you instead of your wife. Just treat it as if you are back home. Don't be shy!"

I can't believe this kind of service exists! The noble stewardess slowly began to pull my pants and underwear down to my knees. My little brother had already stood up out of surprise, and without the cover of my pants, it stood upright in front of the stewardess's face.

The flight attendant opened her eyes slightly and smiled, "It's rare to see one this big!"

I smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

Suddenly I noticed a foul smell, which turned out to be coming from that thing.

Oh no! Yesterday I was busy finishing documents for a business trip and didn’t even have time to take a shower, so today I hurriedly took a ride with a colleague and came to the station!

However, the flight attendant didn't seem to care. She picked up a pack of wet wipes and slowly turned over the foreskin covering the penis to the end, and wiped it carefully. She smiled at me from time to time, as if to indicate that she didn't care. The cool feeling from the wet wipes made my dick grow bigger and bigger. After the flight attendant simply wiped my little brother's skin, she knelt quietly under my eyes, with her face just at the height facing my cock.

Can't be true? Just like a porn movie plot.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a surge of blood rushing through my head. I gently supported the back of the stewardess's head with one hand, and with the other hand, I positioned my dick between the stewardess's lips and stuffed it in. I used the head of my dick to pry open her small mouth. The stewardess seemed to be frightened by me at this time, but she let me roughly push my dick into her mouth without any resistance. The glans that penetrated straight into her seemed to reach deep into her throat. She reflexively spit it out and coughed lightly a few times.

"I'm sorry!" I said, regretting my sudden loss of rationality.

"No! I was wrong!" She apologized as if she had done something wrong, and slowly turned her head towards me again.

This time I inserted it more slowly, watching carefully the glans and penis slowly slide in between the stewardess's two cherry lips. Suddenly I wanted to try how far she could take it, so I gently pressed the back of her head to force it in a little more. The penis slid in little by little, and the stewardess looked into my eyes, watching me and letting me test herself to my heart's content. Finally, I pushed it all the way in and the whole thing entered the stewardess's mouth. I found that my scrotum was sticking to the stewardess's chin, my pubic hair was tickling the tip of her nose, and I could clearly feel the warm breath coming out of her nose. The stewardess also kept her beautiful eyes open to witness all this.

My glans kept feeling slight pressure, as if the flight attendant was trying her best to avoid touching the root of my throat so as not to cause me to cough again. My heart was churning violently. I never even dreamed of having my cock sucked like this, and the one doing it was such a beautiful flight attendant. When my eyes met hers again, I noticed that her ears were starting to turn red with shyness.

After admiring it for a while, I began to move my hips slowly, making piston movements. The stewardess was also sucking it gently. Looking down, I saw the cock going in and out between her two plump lips, flashing with light reflected by her saliva, and then disappearing into the beautiful stewardess's mouth. Oh my god! The stewardess's tongue is licking the glans...it's so comfortable that it's indescribable!

The stewardess's thrusting movements gradually became faster and faster, so I just didn't move and let her take the initiative. The stewardess seemed to know what I wanted, and she gently grasped the base of my cock with one hand and sucked it even harder. It felt so good!

Suddenly the flight attendant moved the person away.

Huh? sky! The stewardess bent her body even lower, tilted her head and began to lick my scrotum with her tongue. Such a noble and beautiful stewardess could even do such a thing! ?

After licking for a while, there is a sucking sound, wow! My entire scrotum was sucked into the stewardess's mouth. Compared with the penis, the scrotum is bigger. It seemed that the stewardess opened her mouth as wide as possible. Her whole cheeks were deformed because of opening her mouth. But during the whole process, the stewardess's eyes were looking directly at me, flashing like a child longing for his or her parents' affirmation. I smiled at her, and the corners of her eyes also turned into a crescent moon.

Then she felt a sense of pressure in the scrotum and began to stir it with her tongue and mouth, controlling the strength just right. It was a bit painful but also extremely refreshing. After stirring for a while, the flight attendant gently pulled her mouth away from the scrotum and pulled it out like eating a mochi. ha! The saliva was connecting the scrotum and the stewardess's lips, and was gradually broken by gravity. I've never seen such an exaggerated scene!

The stewardess panted for a while, then knelt down and looked at me with a smile and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

sky! It was this kind of noble and dignified professional smile again. The beauty who was licking the scrotum just ten seconds ago smiled sweetly as if nothing had happened. One had to admire the professionalism and well-trainedness of the newly selected Z train attendants.

"I'm satisfied! But..." In fact, what happened just now made me feel comfortable all over, but I still deliberately used a difficult tone.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I'll try my best!!" The flight attendant immediately apologized a little anxiously, and I found that she seemed to take my little joke very seriously.

"Would you like a glass of water?" she replied.

The pleasure just now had made me sweat all over and my mouth was dry, so I nodded.

The flight attendant stood up, took out mineral water from the small refrigerator next to her, and poured it into the cup.

She had undoubtedly undergone rigorous training, and even simple actions like pouring tea were performed with professionalism.

I looked at her silhouette and still couldn't believe the "service" that the flight attendant had just provided.

"Thank you!" I took the cup she handed me, "Would you like one too?"

"No! I'm not thirsty!"

I'm so thirsty! Especially thinking about what happened just now.

After drinking the water in one gulp, as a man, of course I wanted to continue what I was doing! ...one step further! ! …

But then I thought that this was too rude to this beautiful lady!

"Uh..." I couldn't say it!

"What?" she asked in confusion. "No! No! I... I... just want to know to what extent I can enjoy it..." I asked in a thoughtful tone.

"Ah! Of course it's the full package... Why would we only provide half of the service? Customers are our top priority!" The flight attendant understood and smiled at me with a wink.

"But..." the stewardess continued to explain, "In order to avoid serious disputes between stewards and passengers, that is, to avoid unexpected pregnancies, we will take contraceptive pills in advance, and..." The stewardess blushed and paused, "Condoms must be used in the next stage of the service process."

Only then did I realize that she had a beautiful pink condom in her hand.

I nodded to show my understanding.

"Can I ask you a few questions?"

"please!"

"May I ask your name?" I noticed that the badge on the stewardess' chest only had the digits representing the car number and personal number, but no name.

"Sorry! We can't tell the crew's name."

“Is that a rule as well?”

The flight attendant nodded slightly.

"How old are you? Are you married?" I asked. "It's not against the rules to ask this, right?"

"Hee! Your question has been asked by dozens of passengers before! If it was someone else, I would definitely say that it is a rule not to tell you, but for you..." The flight attendant paused, and looked me up and down with her beautiful eyes, but this action did not make people feel disgusted, but instead gave me a strange sense of superiority, "I will make an exception and tell you! I am 25 years old and not married yet!"

Suddenly, the flight attendant acted like a little girl. The distant relationship between passenger and flight attendant was no longer there, and it immediately felt like the distance between them was shortened a lot.

"25 years old? You're so young and you've been selected as a conductor on the Z train!"

"It's nothing. There are several hundred of us, most of whom are former T-car attendants. We also recruited dozens of college and technical secondary school students from the public, and we went through 26 days of closed training for all of us." The attendant said to me with some pride, "I have a bachelor's degree, which is considered to be highly educated among the train attendants, so I was sent to China Eastern Airlines with other backbones to receive standard training for flight attendants."

"Then how can you accept this...uh...job requirement?" I asked casually.

"I'm getting angry! Your tone sounds like you're saying I'm a lady working in a special industry!" The flight attendant said with a pout and a little anger.

"No! No! That's not what I meant!"

"Every attendant serving on the Z train is proud of this! Aside from the treatment, the Z train has a very comfortable operating environment and the service intensity is very low. In addition, our leaders respect every employee who serves them and never deceive them. When they first join the Z train group, they are reminded of this. Providing this kind of service is the employee's obligation, and when employees encounter problems, the superior department will do its best to solve them. If someone wants to leave the Z train group, they will also provide a generous service bonus, which is more than the salary of an ordinary train attendant for ten years. The personal information of employees is the top secret of the department and is completely unknown to outsiders. The names are not marked to avoid passengers causing trouble for employees in the future, so there is no worry about working here. The superior department's approach has won the trust of employees, and every employee is very cooperative. Saying that we are a special industry is the most serious insult! Because we are official employees of the railway department, many people may not be able to get in even if they try their best!"

"I'm sorry... I never meant that!" I apologized quickly.

"It doesn't matter! As long as you understand!" said the flight attendant with relief. "And not every passenger has the opportunity to enjoy the on-board service!"

"Eh?"

"There are so many passengers on the bus, you can imagine! The service items are decided by the waiters. Let me tell you a secret, we won't choose passengers who are too bad!" The flight attendant said playfully as if telling a secret.

"Then I am the one chosen by you!" My heart was beating fast.

"Then why hasn't the outside world heard of this? It's impossible for such a thing not to be known in today's society!"

"Tell me? We have no obligation to ask passengers to keep secrets, but if this matter is made public, we will no longer be able to provide such service in the future. Excuse me... do you want to tell me?" The flight attendant showed a doubtful look when she said the last sentence.

I immediately realized that I couldn't answer it.

"What about the female passengers? Many of them are traveling with their entire families!"

"Our special service is only for male passengers. Of course, female passengers will not be informed. We will never reveal any ambiguous hints to couples in person. If necessary, it must be requested privately by the guests to maintain the reputation of the passengers and the department." The flight attendant explained.

And I immediately thought of my brother-in-law!

I have to admire the brains of the person who came up with this idea. He was able to hide such a thing in today's technological age where information is disclosed rapidly. The number of people who have taken the Z train can be seen from the ticket sales. But using such psychological factors, no one would want to tell it out! (Especially men) After all, no one wants to ruin a train service like this!

"I think every flight attendant is a rare beauty outside!"

"We have our own beauty salon, which every flight attendant can use for free. We also provide professional consultation, which is more effective than the Mei Dengfeng! Many female employees are reluctant to leave because of this!"

Great! I admire him from the bottom of my heart.

"No wonder the attendants on the Z train are the best! Especially the one in front of me!" I flattered.

"Hey! Do you have any questions? If not, let's continue!" the flight attendant said playfully.

"OK!"

Although physical desires were urging me to continue, facing such a beautiful woman, I certainly could not be rude and impatient and lose my proper manners. I politely gestured for her to kneel down. There was a strange look in the stewardess's eyes, as if she approved of my behavior, and she smiled happily and slowly squatted down again.

The flight attendant was kneeling on the ground with her knees high, her upper body straight with her waist, hips and knees in a straight line. Her posture was so beautiful! After gently kissing my glans, those seductive eyes made eye contact with mine, and she opened her lips and put my thing in her mouth. I gently held her head, and then my penis moved between her cherry lips again. The stewardess deliberately protruded her lipstick-painted lips forward, like a child kissing, except that a sausage was added in the middle, which looked really hot.

He maintained this expression for about ten strokes, then deliberately sucked hard with his mouth. The penis could clearly feel the suction, and the originally plump and round cheeks suddenly sank like holes, like a baby sucking a pacifier. The look was very strange, but when it appeared on the face of this beautiful flight attendant, it was indescribably fresh.

After a while, she pressed my cock against one of her cheeks like brushing her teeth. The stewardess's round cheeks suddenly bulged, and she stroked it left and right like brushing her teeth. The friction between the moist flesh of her mouth and her teeth immediately made her feel a polarized pleasure of heaven and hell.

Beautiful and dignified flight attendant! Bold and obscene actions! Every man's dream combination! sky!

After several minutes of intense oral sex, the stewardess's neck was slightly sweaty due to the intense exercise, and her ears were already flushed.

My feeling at that moment is indescribable. I looked at her, her movements were always so graceful, and her beauty did not fade because of her movements. On the contrary, it became even more gorgeous!

Waves of pleasure continued to come from my cock, and I suddenly woke up: "I can't cum in her mouth, I haven't really possessed her completely yet, I want to cum in the deepest part of her body!"

"Uh... okay! I think... I think..." I didn't know how to express it for a moment.

The flight attendant raised her head, smiled at me knowingly, then stood up and pulled the hairpin off her head. With a "swish", her high bun suddenly fell apart, and her jet-black hair fell down like a waterfall.

sky! At that moment, I once again appreciated her otherworldly beauty. When she had her hair tied up high, she had the noble and elegant temperament, but now with her long hair draped over her shoulders, she looked more pure and lively.

The flight attendant pulled her suit skirt up to her waist in front of me, and I saw red garters and a red thong made of extremely thin silk fabric around her waist, which was sexy and stylish.

"Oh, so you like wearing such sexy lingerie..."

"Does it look good?" The flight attendant seemed to be very confident about her figure, as the curves of her long legs reminded people of European and American athletes.

She removed her panties expertly, her movements graceful and without excess.

"Of course... nothing could be better than this..."

My heart was beating violently.

The transparent stockings only reach the thighs. Between the two bright garters, there is a patch of black pubic hair that emits a bright luster. It is so beautiful...

She came forward and continued to suck me there until I became aroused to a certain extent again, then she stopped, picked up the condom and put it lightly on the tip of the glans, then lowered her head to give me a blowjob, completely covering it, and put the condom on me with her mouth.

She straddled my body, spread her legs and slowly sat on my erect cock.

"Oh..." I cried out in comfort, feeling my penis surrounded by her soft and moist vagina. The slippery and soft feeling can only be understood but not described.

After the flight attendant sat down, she didn't move immediately. Perhaps she was also feeling the wonderful pleasure of the complete fusion of our genitals?

She looked down at the junction of our crotch, then looked at me with a little shyness and whispered, "...your...yours is so big..."

My heart melted! This sentence excited me more than thousands of words, and it brought me a shock!

The stewardess began to twist her buttocks gradually, from slow to fast, from gentle to fierce. She had very superb skills. Her plump body rose and fell on me, swallowing my thick cock again and again. Her abalone-like vagina seemed so greedy at this time.

I also fought back violently, entering deep into her vagina again and again, my glans constantly hitting her cervix, then pulling out and going deeper again.

We made love in this wild way, without changing positions, and she was always riding on me.

I lifted her top and shirt off and she didn't stop me.

My eyes lit up and I saw a pair of sexy and perfect Venus-like breasts.

I looked at her white chest. Her breasts were trembling, round and tall. On the tips of her nipples stood two crystal red nipples. They stood proudly as if looking down on everything.

I stretched out my hands and held the breasts, one on the left and one on the right, feeling their softness, smoothness and elasticity.

It’s really soft and tender!

My hands couldn't help but squeeze.

The two nipples became more protruding upwards because of my squeezing, and the areola began to spread and grow larger. I looked at those two nipples and felt they were so tender and so proud!

I lowered my head and licked the nipples back and forth with the tip of my tongue. I could clearly feel the nipples starting to erect and harden under my tongue.

The stewardess began to hum softly, her breasts twisted slightly, and her "riding" posture became deformed. She moaned, "Sir... I can't stand it anymore..."

I won't let her go so easily!

I put her down and let her sit on my legs with her back facing me. I put my hands around her front and grabbed her breasts tightly, and I moved my knees rhythmically, thrusting in and out.

“Ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…”

The flight attendant also let out a short moan of joy.

I held her waist and stood up, and she pushed back tightly as if she was afraid of being separated.

I cooperated with the bewildered flight attendant and thrust hard. I wanted to move faster, but I had reached my limit.

The flight attendant placed her hands on the wall in front of her for support, raised her hips, and twisted her waist continuously.

I hugged her body from behind and started to make long-distance thrusts.

During insertion, after rubbing against the flesh wall, it is pushed in all the way to the root in one breath. The cervix is ​​flattened by the huge glans, and the rectum is also stimulated with each thrust.

"ah!"

Perhaps it was different from her previous experiences, the length and thickness of the penis could not be compared. The flight attendant looked up at the ceiling with her back bent upward.

When the huge cock was inserted, her plump breasts swayed and the curve of her abdomen undulated like waves.

“Ah… mmm…”

My whole body leaned back and my cock rushed upward from the bottom. An ordinary man would not be able to sustain such violent movements as mine for more than ten minutes.

"ah……"

The penis was pressing against her uterus, and the stewardess could only stand on tiptoes, with her beautiful buttocks tilted upwards. She might be engaged in sports on a regular basis, and the curves of her long legs reminded people of European and American athletes.

She frowned, her beautiful cheeks twisted, her face flushed, and her tongue showed from her open mouth, with a very seductive expression.

The labia is wrapped around the penis, and as the penis goes in and out of the hole, a lewd squeaking sound comes out of the vagina.

I placed the glans on the opening of the uterus as a fulcrum and then rotated it.

"I'm gonna cum!"

The flight attendant quickly reached orgasm.

"Hey... this feels good, right?"

Our lower bodies pressed tightly together began to rub, and the rotating motion caused my pubic hair to stimulate my labia majora.

“Ah…ah…”

As the flight attendant moaned lewdly, I changed my approach and prepared to make her reach the peak of sexiness.

“Hmm…Hmm…”

When it is inserted to the root, it will definitely hit the opening of the uterus, making her intoxicated with the pleasure, but very calm, without causing ejaculation.

The squeaking sound of the thrusting echoed in the room of the train, and it was obvious that it was a powerful piston movement.

“Hmm…Hmm…Hmm…”

When it reached the opening of the uterus, the stewardess hummed from deep in her throat and her plump breasts kept shaking.

"How do you feel about this?"

I grabbed my hips and reached forward with my right hand, found the clitoris, peeled back the foreskin, exposing the sensitive flesh, and squeezed it hard with my middle finger.

“Ah…ah…”

The clitoris becomes engorged and expands to its limit. I used my fingers to rotate and rub there, and of course I did not stop the piston movement at this time. The strong sprint almost made the stewardess's feet float in the air.

"I'm about to burst..." the flight attendant turned around and shouted.

"Aren't you afraid that others might hear it?" I teased her on purpose.

"It's okay, this compartment is equipped with soundproofing material!" The stewardess slid weakly to the floor in the midst of sweet intoxication, and I fell down with her as if I were glued to her, still thrusting back and forth vigorously while she was lying facedown.

After hundreds of thrusts, the flight attendant was already incoherent: "Never... has a man ever made me so high..."

I pulled out and thrust hard, pushing deeper and deeper, rubbing my cock against her vaginal wall with all my strength: "I'm gonna cum..."

I've been very busy with work recently and haven't had time to clear out the ammunition for a month. I can't bear it anymore and the accumulated amount must be quite a lot.

The flight attendant seemed to understand my desire from my cock which had swelled to its limit.

"Where are you going to...uh...cum later?" she asked, stopping.

"Eh? Is there any other choice?"

"Of course, everyone has different preferences, and we must consider the passengers."

"So...how about on your beautiful face?" I said without thinking.

"Hate it!" the attendant said softly and coquettishly, "Then you better be careful not to get it on your uniform! It's hard to clean on the train, and it would be bad if you get caught."

She didn't seem to have any objection to my bold proposal. Instead, she just reminded me not to go too far.

She turned around and took off the condom on the penis, then sucked the penis into her mouth, resuming the oral sex action.

For a moment, the only sounds in the room except for the two people's heartbeats, the stewardess's seductive hums, and the "chirp" sounds made by the friction between her red lips and the penis.

She was sucking me in and out of my mouth so fast as if she was risking her life, and her uncontrollable charm made me unable to endure it any longer.

It’s out…it’s out!

I felt the muscles that control ejaculation begin to contract involuntarily, and waves of pleasure rushed from my spinal cord straight to my forehead. I immediately grabbed the flight attendant's hair roughly with one hand to gain control of her head, and with the other hand I grabbed my dick, aimed it at this face that would drive any man crazy, and pulled it hard. The stewardess screamed and fell to the side, losing her balance. Her legs, which were originally kneeling, fell sideways to the ground. The relative height difference between the two sides became even greater, allowing me to turn the stewardess's face completely to face upwards, looking up at me, with my cock pressed down, facing the doorway.

The glans opened quickly and streams of warm semen spurted out continuously.

The first ejaculation was the thickest and most intense. A stream of white and thick semen spurted out and landed on the stewardess's face. A stream of semen ran from her chin along her lips, across the bridge of her nose and directly to her forehead, even getting a little on her bangs. The second ejaculation forced the stewardess's head to the side and shot on her plump and slightly bulging cheeks. The angle just crossed with the first shot, and the tail end accumulated on her cheeks. The third shot was aimed vertically between the eyebrows, and semen splashed out and ricocheted on her eyebrows and pubic hair. The fourth time... the fifth time... the shaking cock sprinkled randomly on her face... With the bursts of pumping, the ammunition had been shot out wildly and the chamber began to be cleared. Use your hand to stroke the penis to push out the remaining semen, and drops of semen fall on the lips.

The stewardess's beautiful eyes closed for a moment at the moment of ejaculation, but apart from the initial shock, she immediately relaxed her facial muscles, and her face gradually changed from slight distortion to a dignified smile, just like the sweet professional smile that an ordinary waitress gives to people. She respectfully maintained the proper smile, closed her eyes and lowered her head, quietly following the movement of my hands grabbing her hair, allowing me to complete the destructive work.

In the end, the other party didn't move, only breathing slightly, allowing me to carefully examine the face of the beautiful flight attendant in front of me.

The stewardess's delicate made-up face was suddenly covered with a fishy, ​​thick white liquid. Her cheeks, lips, forehead and nose were all covered in a mess. The lipstick on her lips had long since come off due to the violent piston movement, leaving a blush at the corners of her mouth. The adhesion of the semen caused part of the makeup on her face to fall off and mix with the white, thick semen. His left eye was completely covered by a pool of semen that flowed down the contours of his face.

It was over, I turned over to the side, and rationality returned to my head.

"Luckily, my clothes didn't get dirty!" I said, looking at the stewardess's uniform.

After enjoying this beautiful scenery, I took out a tissue from the side and gently wiped off the semen stains on the stewardess' eyes.

"Thank you..." the flight attendant thanked, opened her eyes and slowly stood up.

At this time, the flight attendant's face was covered with semen and her face was flushed.

"So...so many!" the flight attendant said in surprise while looking at the mirror in the lounge.

"Let me help you wipe it off." I said embarrassedly facing this beautiful woman who I had ruined.

The flight attendant stood there with her eyes closed and did not object. I took out a tissue and began to wipe the semen off my face to prevent it from flowing down my clothes.

While wiping, I could feel that the skin around the flight attendant's face was quite elastic, especially on the cheeks.

"I can take care of the rest myself, thank you!" After wiping off most of the semen, the stewardess's face gradually regained its fresh look.

"I'm sorry... I need to wash my face and put on some makeup... Sorry for being rude..." The flight attendant turned away.

I understood and opened the door and came out first.

When I came out, I happened to meet another flight attendant. I smiled awkwardly and she responded with a sweet smile. She made way for me, and when I walked past the stewardess, I suddenly felt that she looked somewhat similar to the lady I had just had sex with...

I started walking towards my compartment. Along the way, I met a few male passengers who looked at me with ambiguous expressions, as if they had seen through what I had just done. A sense of embarrassment urged me to quicken my pace.

Lying back in the comfortable bunk, I began to recall what had just happened, completely unaware of the passage of time.

Gradually, I fell asleep...

────────────────────────────────────── "Hello, passengers. The next stop for this train is Beijing Station, the final stop for this run. Please pack your luggage and get ready."

The sweet voice of the announcer in the car woke me up from my sleep.

Shortly after I sat up, the flight attendant opened the door of the compartment and greeted other passengers.

"Did you sleep well?" The flight attendant leaned forward slightly and lowered her head to ask me.

She had already fixed her makeup and restored her elegant look, looking as if nothing had happened last night. If I hadn't been the protagonist, I wouldn't have believed the "real experience" that had just happened.

"Yeah! Very good!" I nodded to her.

The flight attendant once again showed her dignified and elegant signature smile, nodded in return and returned to her work.

I quietly thought about the entire customer service process.

The flight attendants will decide what services to provide to the passengers based on their personal judgment, so some passengers with dangerous factors (or who are too bad) have been removed early. Passengers who have enjoyed the on-board services will not make the matter public. If an experienced man takes the bus again, he can ask the flight attendants for on-board services based on his personal preferences. This unique psychological balance that is formed invisibly indirectly maintains the standard of passengers and protects the safety of the flight attendants themselves, so no bad rumors have been spread from the outside world so far.

After all, if every time there are a bunch of low-class and tacky "artillery regiments" on the train, then there is no point in running direct express trains. It would have been reduced to the level of a special industry. Under such conditions, it would not be able to attract highly qualified women to join the new train service team, which would be a loss for the passengers.

With strict professional training and safety assurance, and with the support of relevant departments to provide such train services, and a healthy business profit cycle, the more sources of funds there are, the better services and equipment can be provided, and relatively more feedback can be given to passengers.

The flight attendants constantly move around in sight, providing passengers with the services they need before getting off the bus. Er...I mean normal service of course.

Looking at the expressions of these flight attendants, I can also feel their love for the job of flight attendant. For them, this new train uniform is a symbol of honor. As the flight attendant who was with me last night said, treating them as a special industry is the most serious insult! At the same time, it also acknowledges the speaker's own vulgar style. The onboard services provided by the flight attendants are professional requirements and have nothing to do with their personal ethics and marital status. But it does not mean that they are indifferent or shameless about such things. It should be said that their sense of honor has elevated it into a kind of contribution to their work, and they try their best to devote themselves to their work.

Thinking of this, I feel not contempt for these Z-train attendants, but admiration for their sense of mission.

──────────────────────────────────────The train slowed down and slowly drove into Beijing West Railway Station and stopped in the designated lane. Soon the doors were opened one by one, and the passengers on the bus stood up and left the bus.

I was the last one to leave, just to take a closer look at the flight attendant.

When I walked to the door, the stewardess was already standing by the door, waving goodbye to other passengers.

I looked at the flight attendant boldly, and when our eyes met, she seemed to recall the scene of last night, lowered her eyes, and a blush appeared on her dignified and beautiful face.

Most of the passengers had already left, so the ambiguous look on the stewardess's face was not likely to be noticed.

The stewardess was at a loss what to do when I stared at her. She looked at other passengers and finally rolled her eyes at me in joy. I knew when to stop and looked away.

"Thank you for your service! ...Will we...see each other again someday?"

The attendant smiled and said, "I am a regular employee on the Z17 train, and I will have another opportunity to serve you!"

"Then I will definitely take your train when I come back, beautiful attendant!"

The stewardess's face flushed, and she looked charming and sweet.

"Then it will be the turn of the crew member!" she reminded, "We have several chartered groups."

Finally, the flight attendant bowed gently to me, I nodded in response, and then turned around to blend into the departing crowd.