One-night stand with a stewardess (urban life adult novel)

Having a one-night stand with a stewardess and having sex with her can only be described as exciting and fresh; but most people can only think about it. Just like when you see the word "stewardess" now, you think of tall beauties in uniforms, with their hair neatly combed back, delicate makeup and red lips with branded lipstick, walking by with their luggage, and the elegant scent of perfume emanating from them... I don't believe you won't be moved. I couldn't believe that this dream came true for me, and it actually happened on the plane.

When I went to Los Angeles to discuss business and returned to Taiwan, I sat in first class. Because it was the off-season, there were few passengers and only one or two flight attendants took turns serving us. After nightfall, the other passengers had already fallen into a deep sleep, and I was the only one awake. I just had a headache because of the jet lag, so I asked the flight attendant to bring me a cup of coffee. "Mr. Ye! Your coffee." I saw that the name tag of this pretty lady read "Tong Baohua". She was about 165 cm tall and had bright big eyes. The first-class flight attendants of this airline known as "Taiwan Wings" are indeed carefully selected. "Thank you." I reached out to take the hot cup and accidentally burned my elbow, which happened to touch her breasts that were bent over and protruding beside me. "Ah..." She cried out softly in embarrassment. I quickly apologized to her, but she did not show any displeasure. It seemed that this was based on the courtesy of this industry! She smiled to show that she didn't care, and quickly took a tissue to wipe my hands.

"Sorry." It was obvious that Tong Baohua was a little uneasy. "Your name is nice... Do you have an English name?" I took the opportunity to talk to her. She looked at her name tag and seemed to know that I had peeked at it. She blinked and said, "You can call me Meg, as in Meg Lane." "My name is Clark." I introduced myself briefly and chatted with her for a while. I learned that she lived in Banqiao, worked as a secretary for children for a while after graduating from university, and passed the exam to become a flight attendant more than two years ago and had just started serving in the first class cabin. After the brief conversation, Tong Baohua nodded to me, indicating that he was going to the food preparation room to organize the tableware.

I looked at her back, and saw a pair of long, beautiful legs under her tight green skirt. I came to my senses and tried to take a nap, but the coffee I had just drunk was starting to take effect. My head was too clear and when I closed my eyes, all I could see was Tong Baohua's delicate face and beautiful figure under her uniform. The passengers next to me were all fast asleep, and there was only the rumbling snoring and the muffled engine sound of the plane. I remembered a friend who often travels on business who had said that some first-class stewardesses would provide another kind of service, and it all depended on whether I was lucky enough to have that service. So I got up and walked towards the food preparation room.

Tong Baohua was in the small preparation room, arranging dishes with her back to me. She heard my footsteps, turned around, and said in a sweet voice like a silver bell, "Mr. Ye, do you still have a headache?" She asked me with concern, and I nodded. She seemed to suddenly remember that I had just touched her chest, and her oval face flushed. "Meg, I have a slight fever," I lied, and she actually came over and touched my forehead. "I don't have a fever." She smiled, as if she saw through my prank. At this moment, the plane suddenly shook, and she lost her balance and fell into my arms.

My physiological reaction was quick and obvious. The hard object in the crotch of my suit pants just hit her soft and important part, and the collar of my white shirt was stained with her pink lipstick. Surprisingly, we both stood still, as if time had stopped. I smelled the pleasant scent of her hair and gently held her little hand.

Without saying anything more, I bent down and kissed her wet lips, and she did not dodge; I gently bit her plump earlobe, and she did not resist; I followed the cut line of her uniform and probed into the deep valley between her breasts, and she just breathed harder, and even when I pulled her hand, put it on my solid crotch, and drew circles in a clockwise direction, her face just turned redder.

After quickly passing first and second base, I just need to step on third base again to confirm her reaction level, and then I can determine the time and angle of sliding back to home base.

I gently lifted half of her skirt and could feel her rapid heartbeat against my chest. I reached into the edge of her valley and even felt a large area of ​​slippery wetness seeping out between her legs through her stockings. The woman's reaction told me that she was ready for a man like me to slide into her home base.

Still without saying a word, Tong Baohua reached out and turned off the light in the preparation room. So Tong Baohua and I combined our most private organs in this small preparation room that was only half-closed by a curtain. The thrill of someone breaking in at any time made me nervous and excited. Fortunately, there were not many passengers in the first class cabin and they were all soundly asleep. The other stewardesses also took turns to sleep, but it was impossible for them to take off all their clothes.

I unbuttoned Tong Baohua's collar, pulled down one side of her purple bra, and bit and kissed her big nipples. She held her breath but hummed softly, enjoying my invasion while reaching down to unbuckle my belt and take off my trousers and underwear. My heavy cock, which had already been engorged with blood, was taken out by her delicate hands, and the dark brown glans was already covered with shiny secretions.

She squatted down and used a wet tissue to clean me carefully. I finally broke the silence: "Why are you willing to follow me...?" Tong Baohua stopped what she was doing, looked up at me and said softly: "Because you look and have a personality like my boyfriend and... you are so gentle." So that's it. I know she needs it. Don't ask yourself if you are getting extra service. The person squatting in front of me is a lonely person like me, a stewardess who travels all over the world and rarely gets comfort and affection.

I nodded and stroked her hair, unbuttoning her neat bun. Her shoulder-length hair fell down like a waterfall. "Don't mess it up," she reminded me. I felt a surge of pity for her and hugged her neck tightly. She seemed to know my hint. She leaned forward, slightly opened her pink lips, and pulled her foreskin back to the root for me. I took advantage of the situation and thrust my throbbing penis into her little mouth. She coughed lightly, and my sensitive tip seemed to hit the root of her tongue.

"Baohua, I'm sorry, I'll go slower," she nodded and continued to taste and suck the source of male life for me. Her sucking speed was not fast and seemed a little awkward. But I already felt a surge of excitement, transmitting from my spine to my forehead. While moving rhythmically, I asked her, "How many months has it been since you and your boyfriend had sex?" I was really stupid. Of course she didn't answer, because she was sucking me. But I felt her hand slowly pressing on my two testicles three times. I knew that was the answer. No wonder she got wet so quickly when I touched under her skirt just now.

"You are very smart!" I praised her mischievously. She looked up with a cute look in her eyes and her thrusting became faster and faster. I suddenly wanted to ejaculate in her mouth and on her face. I figured that I had endured enough in the past month abroad and the accumulated volume should be quite a lot, so I could have more than two shots. Just control your first shot and shoot less.

Tong Baohua seemed to see what I was thinking. If he ejaculated in my mouth, I could rinse my mouth out, and if he ejaculated on my face, I could repair it, but it would be a big trouble if my uniform got dirty. She picked up a towel and covered her collar and chest. My waist moved faster and faster, and her tongue tip wandered over my most sensitive tip. I knew I had to hold it back to avoid ejaculating too much. "I'm coming," she nodded, and I said "hmm," and the first and second ejaculation took place in her mouth. When I thrust for the third time, I quickly pulled out and with a soft "pop" sound, I ejaculated on Baohua's delicate face covered with foundation. After another ejaculation, I hurriedly held back.