The Empty Flight (OR-ON THE SUBJECT OF OLDER COUPLES, YOUNG FLIGHT ATTENDANTS, AND ITALIAN FILMS) By Cincinnatus (Leo_and_Beth@linuxmail.org) Copyright 2005 Story Codes: (MF FF MFF Oral Anal Voy Exhib) The flight was empty; practically deserted. Who knows the reason, the inclement weather at the destination, the time of year, the fact that it took off at 11:30 pm. There were perhaps twenty people on board, and right before the door closed, most of the people moved from their assigned seats to ones closer to the front of the plane. The couple, however, moved to the second to the last row. She wanted to sit in the very back, but he reminded her that the seats in the very back row did not recline. They stowed their large rolling carry- could see the screen plainly, and hear it as well, though for the most part, she didn't pay much attention to the movie. It was a foreign film with subtitles, so it was difficult for the attendant to read the words from her distance. The film was an independent Italian movie, very much a chick flick. But being a European film, it had a penchant for sex scenes that were both more and less revealing than American films. They sat and watched the film, and about 30 minutes into it, it had its first sex scene, set in a bedroom. The filmmaker had taken his time, and the scene was very drawn out. Her hand returned to his clothed dick, quickly squeezing it and rubbing it to full hardness. In return, he undid the three buttons on the side of her coveralls nearest him, and slid his hand underneath them, then underneath her shirt, resting his hand at the small of her back. As she stroked him, his hand moved until his finger was between her ass cheeks, pressing her skin just above her asshole, teasing her. As the scene wound to a close, they didn't notice the attendant take a much higher interest in the film. Even though it was subtitled, the sounds people make during sex are universal, and she couldn't help but watch. After the scene was over, the attendant decided that she was interested in the film, and cleared her throat as she stood up. "Do you mind if I watch this with you?" the attendant asked as she sat in the aisle seat across from his. They noticed her eyes drop to his groin, and to his hand disappearing down the back of his companion's coveralls. She had left her magazine behind, and had taken off her vest, which included her name tag. She sat in the seat facing forward, and then turned toward them after fastening her seat belt. As she turned, her still partially open blouse pulled open enough to give a view of the slight swell of her smallish breast. As he looked down at his companion, the attendant quickly added "I can't read the subtitles from back there, and it looks kinda interesting." The older woman looked up at him and shrugged, then nodded her head just a bit. He turned to the attendant. "Sure you can watch," he said as he turned the screen so all three of them would have a good view. As the movie progressed, they sat in relative silence. She did not move her hand from his member, but did slide his jeans up and down its length. He kept his hand down her backside. They mostly paid attention to the movie, but the couple and the attendant would steal glances at each other at regular intervals. The couple would glance at her open blouse and smooth skin it showed occasionally (he more than she), but more often would catch her gaze where it had wandered to them. She caught the attendant look as he shifted himself and her, so he could reach his hand farther into her clothes. She held his massive erection and the attendant's gaze as she felt his fingers slip under panties, past her asshole, and tease the lips of her smooth, hairless labia. He found a good deal of moisture there. The movie progressed along its way as the tension built between the couple and the attendant. There were several 'steamy' encounters in the film, but it was a while before the next real sex scene started up. As the couple on screen started their tryst in the rain, the attendant broke the silence. "Have you ever done that?" the attendant asked the couple. "Done what?" the woman replied, her voice a little huskier that it normally was. "Had sex in the rain?" "No," was the woman's reply as she very slightly squirmed her pussy against his fingers. She didn't radiate any interest in talking. Truthfully, she wanted the attendant to leave, so she could swallow the manhood under her hand, but she was having fun in teasing the younger woman. "Oh." The attendant turned back to the screen. She sat for few more moments, seeming to have difficulty with the display in front of her. After a moment she composed herself. "I have," she announced to the couple. They both looked at her. "Really," the woman remarked, a bit more interested. The attendant seemed to decide that she could confide in the couple, and continued. "It wasn't what everyone makes it out to be. It was mostly cold. And over too fast." After a moment she added "but sex with my ex was over too fast most of the time." The woman replied "then maybe it was his fault." "And not the rain's," he added. "Maybe," the attendant replied. She reclined the seat she was in, and sighed as she settled more into it, pulling her outside leg up and across, tucking it under her opposite knee. As she did, her skirt rose up, and gave the couple a view of her smooth, rich calf, and her bare knees. She saw them looking at her, and looked down as she blushed, but didn't adjust her skirt. With an unspoken agreement, the three went back to watching the film. The sex scene was not yet finished. The on-screen couple had moved out of the rain to a porch, and he was sitting in a lounge chair. She was straddling him, facing him, and the camera was placed so that the arm of the chair hid their hips. But she was really going at it, her bare, perky tits bouncing around as she rode her costar. After the scene ended, and movie progressed a few more minutes, the attendant took a deep breath and spoke again. "Do you two always get movies like this?" she asked. "Not all the time," he replied. He discreetly sank a finger to the first knuckle into his companion's pussy as he continued. "We got this because it was something we both could watch, and it looked interesting." The woman in his lap squirmed as he tickled her entrance. "I have a sci-fi flick to watch after this, she does better sleeping on planes than I do," he finished as he motioned to his companion, who was breathing deeply. The attendant didn't let on if she had noticed the older woman's reactions to the man's finger, and continued. "I sometimes have problems following foreign films, 'specially with the captions. Plus sometimes, it's almost like a porno, but ya never really see anything. I mean, they're not really doing it when they make the movie, are they?" She looked back at the couple. The woman lifted her head and regarded the attendant. "And how is that bad?" she asked. She had started off a little miffed at the young woman for baiting her companion, and staring, and getting his attention, and so forth. But now she was definitely putting a show on with her hand on the man's raging dick; she didn't need to take it out for the attendant to see its exact shape. Plus he was really getting her going with his finger in her pussy. And now this little five-foot-nothing was bringing up porn. She had to know that they were very much in the middle of fondling each other. More than fondling, she thought, this was definitely mutual masturbation, in front of the flight attendant, while the three of them watched an Italian flick that probably qualified as soft-core, in a plane (almost) full of people. "It's not bad," the attendant said as she squirmed a little. "It's just that if I'm watching a sex scene, and I can't see anything, I want something left to the imagination. But if it's going to show me what they are doing, I want to see what's going on. Ya'know, the action." "So you'd rather watch a porno than this, cause you want to see the fucking," the woman replied. She wanted to know how the term 'fucking' would affect the attendant, and she really wanted to see where this was leading. "Well, yes. But not like all close up and squishy, you know. And I want to see real sex, not just people acting it out." The man replied, "So, you like artsy porn then." The attendant thought for a moment, then "Yes, I'd watch an 'artsy' porno; more than this." She held her chin up as she said it, as if she was proud of herself for making the statement. The couple exchanged a long, knowing look, her hand still jacking him off though his jeans, his finger still teasing the opening of her pussy. Then the silence, that was making the attendant uneasy, was broken by the woman. "Go on, tell her." The man leveled his gaze at the attendant, and cleared his throat. "We have some, um, 'artsy' porn in my bag." The attendant just looked at them for a moment, her mouth slightly open. She seemed to be at a loss for words. The woman continued for the man, "we can change this movie out for that if you like." The attendant stood up slowly and gazed toward the front of the plane. The other two members of the cabin crew where sitting in regular seats facing forward, and most of the passengers seemed to be asleep. The one that she saw reading had headphones on. She sat back down and looked at the couple. "I know you two are... having fun. If you watch a porno..." "I'm definitely going to have to open his pants up," the woman finished the sentence for her. "If that's not alright with you, we can leave this one in." The attendant thought for a moment, then came to a decision. "You're okay with me watching you?' The couple both nodded. "Then do it, 'cause I like to watch." The couple smiled as they disengaged from each other so he could swap out the DVDs. As he did, the woman undid the straps of her overalls, and then slid them off her body. The attendant looked at her with wild eyes as she sat there in her t-shirt and panties. "You're serious about this, have you done this before?" the attendant asked. As the movie started and he settled back into his seat, he replied, "never in a plane, never in front of anyone." The attendant replied quietly, "I've never actually watched anyone in real life either, just porn." She paused, then asked "Do you mind if I play with myself?" in a very small voice. Before the man could react, the woman answered "No, go ahead; but we have to be able to see as much as you can see, deal?" "Deal." The three sat in silence again as the movie progressed. Like all 'artsy' porn, it showed plenty of action, but also showed facial expressions a lot too. And it pretended to have a plot. It was good quality, and you could tell that the performers enjoyed the sex. The man had turned the volume way down, so the unmistakable sounds of a porno wouldn't fill the back of the plane. As the film heated up, his hand slipped into the woman's panties again, this time without being hidden. The woman moaned and rocked her hips against his palm, then reached down and undid his pants. The attendant's eyes where as wide as saucers as the woman pulled his massive erection from inside the denim, then in one smooth motion swallowed it, moaning with pleasure. The attendant didn't want to be outdone, so as the woman slowly sucked on the man's cock, she removed her shoes, then reached under her skirt and removed her panties. The couple looked across the aisle at her as she sat sideways on the seat and put her left foot on the arm rest and her right leg pulled out toward the seat in the next row up. She faced her body toward them, and they got a good look at her dark, sparse pubic hair as she covered her mons and pussy with her hand and started to rub. The woman looked at the man, and slipped her mouth off his erection. She whispered to him, "Watch her as she watches me suck you off." Then she lowered her mouth back to him, swallowing all of his cock and burying her nose in his crinkly pubic hair. The attendant watched raptly as the saliva-slick dick disappeared into the woman's mouth. No one seemed to be paying attention to the screen anymore, so the man shut it, them moved the laptop out of the way and closed the tray table. Then with his left had he held the woman's hair out of the way so the attendant would have a good view of the blow job he was receiving. He replaced his right hand in the woman's dripping pussy, causing her to moan around his cock. He turned to watch the attendant. The attendant was starting to breathe very rapidly now as she gazed at the wanton display of sex in front of her. With one hand she was briskly rubbing the top of her mons where her clit was, and with the other was moving her middle finger in and out of her with long, deliberate strokes. He could plainly see the moisture dripping down her ass as she pleasured herself. He could also feel the moisture coating his right hand as he pushed two fingers into his woman's pussy, then started to curl and straighten them. The woman moaned again around his cock, and the attendant gave a small whimper as she slipped a second finger into herself. Between the public location, the dogged attention of the woman in his lap, and the sight of the cute young woman desperately frigging herself for his viewing pleasure, it was not long before he felt his orgasm brewing. His right hand became still, and he closed his eyes on the wonderful sight across the aisle as he felt his balls tense with the coming release. The woman felt it too, and latched her mouth around his glans and stroked his length with her hand until he erupted into her mouth with a small groan. She worked her throat to swallow his seed, but the volume and rate that it came out with overwhelmed her, and it spilled out of her mouth around his cock, dribbling down her chin and hand. The sight of come leaking out of the woman's mouth caught the attendant off guard. She didn't think it would go so far as orgasm; and her own small orgasm at the sight caused her to squeak with pleasure. After the woman licked the semen up from her hands and face, and from her partner's still hard cock, she stole a glance over the seat back down the length of the plane. The attendant looked too, and both saw that no one seemed to be the wiser to their antics. "That was sooo sexy" the attendant breathed as she sat back down, her legs still spread, her slick pussy no longer hidden by her hands. Her outer lips where puffy with arousal, and her inner lips peaked through. "He's still hard, which means it ain't over yet; not till I come." The woman's voice was low and husky as she quickly got the man to move to the middle seat. He slowly stroked his saliva and come-slick member as the woman proceeded to remove her panties. She straddled him, facing the front of the plane, her right foot on the floor, her left on the aisle seat, so her torso was turned slightly toward the aisle, and her leg would not block the attendant's view. "Can you see?" she asked the attendant. The attendant could only nod and finger herself as she looked at the couple. The woman's pussy was shaved hairless, and her glistening lips were almost pulsing with her arousal. She could actually see a thick drop of pearly white moisture drop from her vulva to the man's cock as the woman gripped it and aimed for her center. With a soft hiss, she spread her pussy lips with the head of his cock, and lowered herself until he was buried to the root in her hotness. As the attendant resumed her animated masturbation, she saw the man's eyes close with his groan, then open and stare again at her fingers inside her pussy. She sat up and moved so she was sitting on the arm rest between the aisle and middle seats, and spread her legs to make sure he could see her pussy as she vigorously fingered her hole. With the attendant sitting on the arm rest, and the woman sitting on the man's cock, both their heads were above the tops of the seats. They shared a quick glance to make sure than no one else in the plane was aware of the sex in the second to the last row, then they locked eyes as the older woman started to grind her hips against the cock she was impaled on. She seemed to be having problems in keeping quiet, but kept grinding harder and faster. The woman leaned back against the man, and picked her hips up, so he could thrust into her from below. She abruptly reached up and peeled her t-shirt off, then reached around and undid her bra. She gripped the backs of the seats in front of her and held herself steady. The man started to piston in earnest as he reached up and grabbed a breast in each hand, rolling and teasing her nipples. The attendant could only work her pussy faster as she watched the two. In a small, detached part of her mind, she knew that if one of the other attendants caught them, it would mean her job. But the rest of her screamed about the fact that she had her uniform skirt hiked up around her hips and was fingering her sopping pussy, showing it off to the man across the aisle, who had a completely naked woman riding his cock for all she was worth. After a few minutes of this, the attendant slowed her ministrations to a gentle rub because she was getting very sensitive. The man also slowed his thrusts, the awkward position seem to be getting to him. The woman sat down on his groin, and slowly ground against him as she moaned her frustration. "I want to come so bad, and I can't come like this." She breathed. She brushed her hair from her face, and rubbed her pussy and the man's balls between her legs. She sat there for a moment taking deep breaths. The attendant decided quickly that watching the man fuck the woman and make her come was worth whatever consequences of getting caught, and quietly spoke as she leaned forward across the aisle. "You can use the galley; it has a counter you can sit on while he fucks you." She was surprised at her own directness at the matter. She had just told two passengers that they could use the galley for sex. To 'fuck'. And she had every intention of bringing herself to orgasm while watching them. The woman sat for a moment, feeling the hard cock inside her, feeling the need for her release, then started to ask, "How will I get back there?" The man said simply, "You'll walk; I'll block you from view." Without another word, the woman slid off his member. It came free with a wet pop. She sank to the window seat, as he stood up. He didn't even bother to hide the wet, bobbing erection sticking out of his fly as he stood with his back to the front of the plane. The woman then simply stood up in front of him, brushing her bare buttocks against his dick, and walked, naked, to the galley. The attendant smoothed her skirt down, and then carried her shoes back to the galley behind them. When she got there, she whisked closed the curtain that separated the galley from the bathrooms and rest of the plane. There was a bit more light in the galley, and they saw each other more plainly. The woman's arousal was apparent from her swollen, dripping pussy, and rock hard nipples. The attendant's arousal was lessened by the trip to the galley, but she quickly undid her skirt and dropped it to the floor. Her sparse, black pubic hair glistened with beads of moisture, and her inner lips still puffed out from inside her pussy. The galley had a counter that jutted out far enough from the storage bins above it to be useful. The woman sat on the counter, and spread her legs wide, her pussy opening and wet. The attendant got onto the counter next to her, and spread her legs wide also, hooking one dark slim leg over the knee of the other woman. As the man undid his pants and let his jeans drop around his ankles, the attendant undid the rest of the buttons on her blouse. The older woman pawed at her sopping vulva and groaned in frustration at having to wait any longer, and didn't seem to notice at all that the younger woman's bare leg was now touching hers. As the man extracted his cock from the fly in his underwear, the attendant pulled her blouse off, leaving only her bra. She then pulled her bra straps down off her shoulders, and pulled her bra down off her small, perky breasts. The couple sat and admired the attendant who had quickly reduced her clothing to a bra bunched around her midsection. She actually didn't need the bra, as her breasts were little more than round bumps on her chest. Her dark areolas took up almost half of them, and each was topped with a large, erect, nipple. The older woman watched her sink two fingers into her pussy as far as they would go, then closed her eyes and arched her back as the man sank his dick into her. He started to fuck the older woman with, long deliberate strokes. He had already come from the blow job, and could really work her without fear of having his own orgasm too soon. He gripped her hips as he started to pick up speed, maintaining his long, full-length strokes. He watched the young attendant gaze at the older woman's body, her eyes moving from the mouth open in a silent scream, the heaving full breasts and protruding, crinkly nipples, the outer labia spread wide, the small glistening bead of a clit. Mostly though she watched the enormous, veiny cock that slid in and out of the woman's pussy, glittering and shiny with think fluids from inside, pulling the bright pink inner labia inside on each stroke, stretching them out with each return. The attendant's pace on her own engorged pussy quickened and a dark red flush spread over her chest. The older woman could be silent no longer. She moaned out "Oh god, yes. You're so big, you feel so good, fill me," in short raspy breaths. She was dimly aware of the young blonde sitting naked next to her own naked body, and that the man fucking her was gazing intently at the blur of fingers at the blonde's pussy. As she felt her orgasm building, she thought of the sight that would greet anyone who would poke their head through the thin curtain. Two women, naked or nearly naked, sitting on the counter with their legs spread wide, hip to hip, engorged sexes spread wide to the world. One had a man, with his pants around his ankles, pounding an enormous, rock hard erection in and out of her pussy while he watched the other woman desperately masturbated her own pussy, who was watching the enormous, rock hard erection alternatively disappear then reappear next to her. Her thoughts were broken by the attendant's low voice. "Fuck her. Fuck her till she comes. I wanna see her come all over your cock." She was barely whispering, almost as if she was talking to herself. The older woman looked at the man, with his face covered with a sheen of sweat as he locked eyes with her. As she met his gaze, she spoke softly. "Come on, you heard her... FUCK me." She drew the 'f' in fuck out long, so she could put emphasis on it without talking louder. He stripped his shirt off, and then leaned forward, so that as he thrust, his pubic bone would crush the older woman's engorged clit as he started to really fuck her. This caused her whimper and reach out for the edge of the counter to steady herself from his onslaught. On her left side, she simply grabbed the edge where it met the side of the aircraft. Her right hand though, grabbed several handfuls of slick, tan thigh before she found the sopping counter edge directly below the attendant's groin, between her legs. As she pulled in for leverage, she pulled her wrist against the crease between the blonde's pussy and her inner thigh, snuggled against her working hand. As she pulled against the counter tighter, she pulled the blonde's hip even closer in against her own hip, and the blonde's shapely leg, already crossed over the older woman's leg, got caught between the man's hip and his target. The attendant immediately pulled her leg up and rested her ankle on the man's left shoulder to get it out of the way. As a reaction, the man nuzzled against the slim ankle as the beginnings of his own orgasm started to build. The older woman, however resentful she was of the attention her man was paying the young woman earlier, or that the young woman was paying him, now paid no heed to the position of the young woman's leg or hip. She was aware of the man starting to plant little kisses on the ankle at his shoulder. She was also aware of how she was holding the hips tight against her own, and the womanly juices, not her own, starting to dribble down her wrist and hand. She wasn't jealous or worried. She felt a connection to the woman beside her, could feel her rising passion. It wasn't as strong as the connection she felt to the man, the man and his cock impaling her with long and fast strokes. But the connection with the woman did not diminish the connection with the man. It added to it. It added to the orgasm that was earnestly bearing down on her, and in a moment would overtake her. It was that small connection that made her open her eyes and turn toward to young woman. As she did, the attendant's eyes fluttered from were they had been studying the couple's sexual act to meet the older woman's eyes. She felt the connection too, and by extension, the connection between the couple, though just an inkling. Without a cock to fill her own pussy, the connection between the two women was much stronger for her. It overpowered her for a moment, and though she had never contemplated doing such a thing, she reached her left hand from her thigh and placed behind the neck of the older woman, and pulled in for a kiss. The two women met in a heated, sloppy kiss, as if they had intended to do so since the beginning. The kiss sent electricity through the attendant's mouth straight to her raging sex. She started to finger herself faster, sawing two fingers in and out faster than she ever had. She put her left hand on other woman's pussy, and pinching the clit between two fingers, started to rub her mons. She broke from the kiss, and feeling a need to contribute to the older woman's impending orgasm, dropped her mouth to one of the large, luscious breasts. She sucked a nipple in and started to work it noisily with her mouth. The man watched with awe as the two women kissed. As the attendant started to work the older woman's breast, he leaned forward again, beginning to ram his cock in and out with every ounce of energy he had. He felt the attendant's head against his chest, her blonde hair sticking to his sweat. He felt her hand trapped between his pubic hair and his companion's bald mons. He felt her finger tips brush the skin of his cock as it slipped in and out. Then tilted his head back, and felt his dick get even bigger, and his balls contract. The older woman was so shocked by the blonde's bold kiss and then attention; she didn't have time to formulate an objection. The fact she automatically returned the blonde's kiss with the same level of passion didn't help. The combined action of the mouth on her tits, the hand on her clit, the enormous cock splitting her in two, the fact that at any moment, a complete stranger (in addition to the complete stranger already taking a larger and larger role in the couple's sexual intercourse) could walk through the curtain and berate them for the mess, AND a very large orgasm wrapping its tendrils around her mid section quickly removed all capacity for rational thought. It's hard to say how the dam burst; hard to say who went (or came) first. At the same time the man buried himself farther into the woman than he had yet gone, erupting his jism all over her insides, the woman gripped the counter to as if to pull sections of it out, her stomach and pussy spasming. She pulled herself up and bit the man's shoulder to keep from crying out, catching the blonde's head between their chests. As the blonde's leg slipped of his shoulder from the angle, their chests muffled a long, thin squeal as the blonde's pussy spasmed on her fingers. When the woman released the man from her teeth and legs, he stood up and shuffled backward. His somewhat erect cock slid from her hole as he surveyed the scene. The attendant rested her head on the woman's chest, her left hand still working slowly on her own pussy, her right resting on the other woman's sex. She gasped for breath as she cupped the engorged lips with her hand. As the semen started to leak out of the woman's pussy onto the attendant's hand, she gasped. "That's so hot, I've never felt that before. Can I get more...?" Without waiting for an answer, she slipped a finger into the older woman's pussy, causing its owner to draw breath sharply. She pulled a dollop of come out and spread it on the pussy, then pulled another one out. Sitting up, she slowly sucked her finger into her mouth, tasting the combination of juices. She started to work her pussy a bit faster, and sighed. "I, I..., I kinda need my bag" the attendant breathed. She looked at the three of them. The only semblance of clothing left on was her necklace, her bra bunched around her midsection, and the man's pants around his ankles. "Why?" the man asked, the woman still catching her breath. "I came like three times, but they're not the best kind. Um, I need something in me to have a good ending cum." "And your bag?" he prompted. "I..." she paused, seeming embarrassed. "I have a dildo in my bag. I can use it to really cum so I don't want more." The older woman smirked, then seeing the attendant's crestfallen reaction, softened and put her hand on the younger woman's thigh. "I don't think you need to go running for your toy," she breathed. The attendant gave the older woman a questioning look. "But I wanna have a good cum. I just need my dildo for a minute..." she seemed to plead, not understanding what the older woman was implying. The man sat on the jump seat across from the two women, as the older one on his right rolled toward the younger one on his left. She reached across their bodies, and cupped her small dark pussy with her hand, snaking a finger between the folds to test the wetness. "Hey... I... You're..." the attendant couldn't seem to form words anymore, but squirmed under the older woman's attentions. The older woman ignored the unformed objections, and slowly rubbed her hand along the attendant's pussy. She studied the young body beside her as she drew a finger all they way through her slit, starting at her soaked asshole, ending at her clit. The attendant's dyed hair had come out of one her barrettes and was plastered to the side of her sweaty face. Her body glistened from her exertions, and she quietly gasped for breath. A deep red flush covered her face and neck, extending down to her small breasts. The areolas dominating her tits were raised a quarter inch from the surrounding flesh, and her nipples were enormous. The woman stood, and moved between the blonde's outstretched legs. She kept her hand on the blonde's pussy, slowing tracing her finger from clit to ass and back again, and dragging deep between her lips as she past the entrance. She bent down and gently kissed the blonde's lips. Their kiss slowly gained heat as they started to explore each other's mouths. The blonde, who never before this had even thought about a quick mouth to mouth kiss with another woman, reached one arm around the older woman's neck, and grabbed her hip with the other. As the man sat and watched (and caught his breath), the older woman broke from the kiss, and wrapped her mouth around one of the blonde's nipples, sucking and nibbling. The blonde sighed, then made a less coherent sound as two fingers where pushed into her pussy. The woman moved to the other tit as she slowly finger fucked the young woman. As she did, she marveled at the way attendant's sex clutched at her invading fingers. Despite the young girlish curve of her hips, the blonde's pussy was built like her boobs, small and compact-inside and out. The attendant gained a moment of composure, and opened her eyes in time to catch the gaze of the woman looking up from her breast. She held her gaze as she ran her fingers though the woman's hair while the woman looked up at her, still teasing a nipple with her tongue and working her fingers in and out. The attendant made a whimper as the fingers were pulled from her pussy, and woman moved from her breast and down her chest, planting wet kisses on the way, tasting the blonde's salty sweat. She knelt between the attendant's knees, and gently nipped at the attendant's small, roundish belly, causing it to quiver. The attendant kept her hands on the woman's head, as she watched the beautiful curvaceous body move between her thighs. She drew her breath sharply as the woman teased her navel with her tongue. A moan escaped her lips, mixed with a small girlish giggle as her belly button was French-kissed. The woman ran her hands along the inside of the blonde's thighs as she started to kiss and nip at the juncture between her tummy and legs. Glancing back at the man, who sat holding his semi-hard cock, she gave him a smoldering look; then she sat completely on her ankles between the blonde's spread legs. She caught the attendant's eyes once more as she stroked the taught, sweat-soaked skin on the insides of her thighs. Then she licked her lips as she lowered her gaze to the pussy spread wide before her. The counter edge beneath the attendant's sex was slick with the moisture from her earlier orgasms and arousal. Her sparse, jet-black pubic hair was soaked. At the top of her slit, a tiny clit poked out, asking for attention. Her dark outer lips were pulled open by her legs, and her pink inner lips jutted out from their center. Between her bright pink folds, the opening of her canal was just visible, marked by a small drop of milky-white fluid making its way out. More of the fluid was flowing down her crack, soaking the brown crinkle of her asshole, and then finally joining the puddle beneath her ass. The older woman breathed deep, drinking in the younger woman's dank musk. She caught the blonde's gaze again; the young woman's eyes were both uncertain as to what would happen next and pleading with desire. She sighed as the woman's hands slid across the underside of her thighs, then took hold of the slim legs just below the hips. There was no uncertainty in the movements of the older woman. She knew her way around this kind of territory, and wanted to punish (reward?) the attendant for breaking the barrier between couple and onlooker by drawing out the young woman's pleasure for a long time. It was a five hour flight, and they had at least three and half to go. The woman started to plant light kisses on the inside of the attendant's thighs, tasting more of her sweat and juices. The attention made the thighs quiver and bounce. She slowly moved the kisses up towards skin between the attendant's thigh and outer lip, but right before she got there, she stopped and repeated the action on the other thigh. The attendant was starting to whimper with desire, squirming her legs around the woman's head. The older woman thought to herself that the attendant did not take delayed gratification very well, but that just added to the fun. As the woman teased the attendant's thighs, the attendant pulled one hand up and reached for one of her own breasts. Her small hand was just the right size to cup her miniature tit, catching one big nipple between her thumb and forefinger, seeming to coax it to even greater size. She kept a rapt gaze on the older woman kneeling between her legs, her eyes still holding a hint of uncertainty. As the attendant fondled her tits, the woman continued to tease the attendant's thighs with light kisses and nibbles. She would venture almost to her knees, before making her way back to the very top of her inner thigh. She moved her hands back from the outside of the attendant's thighs, rubbing the palms of her hands upwards from the very top of the undersides, across her outer lips, up to her mons. As she rubbed the palms of her hands up and down the small wet pussy in front of her, causing the attendant to close her eyes and tilt her head back, she turned and looked at her lover sitting in the jump seat. The sweat had dried on his body, causing it to glow. He slowly worked the huge purple glans of his cock, now fully erect from watching his woman tease the young blonde's pussy. The woman knew that he would keep himself at attention, but would work to keep his arousal from rising too much, because he could sense that she intended a purpose for that glorious organ in his hand. The woman's eyes glinted as the couple shared an unspoken conversation, and then she turned back to the pussy before her. She slid her hands back to the outside of the blonde's thighs. Then she breathed deeply, again drinking in the smell of sex and female arousal, basking in the unique scent of the dark pussy waiting for her. She decided that the attendant had had enough of the kiss teasing, and was ready for tongue teasing. She lowered her head, and nuzzled the dark matted hair of the attendant's mons with her nose, and then planted an opened-mouth, gently sucking kiss on the young woman's clit. The attendant's eyes had been closed, and the sudden attention on her clit made her start. She snapped her eyes open and stared at the woman at her pussy as her mouth made an "ahh" sound. At the same time her pussy contracted, causing the pink lips to almost disappear into her insides before throbbing back out, just as pink and puffy. Then a fresh drop of milky white essence appeared at her entrance. The woman saw, and then deftly caught the dollop with the tip of her tongue. The pink pussy lips jerked again as the tongue tip brushed them, and then jerked yet again, harder yet, as the woman caught the gaze of the attendant, showing her the drop of her moisture on the woman's tongue, then pulling the tongue in and savoring the taste. The whole exchange made yet another drop of essence appear at the attendant's pussy; the woman surveyed it for a moment, and let it drip down the attendant's crinkly rosebud and onto the counter-she didn't want to get the blonde too worked up. The woman planted another kiss on the attendant's clit. Ignoring the quivering of the pink folds at the center, she slow kissed her way down the attendant's pussy, not stopping as she passed the entrance. She kissed the v where the outer lips met at the bottom, and then kissed the small patch of skin between pussy and asshole. She ended it all by planting a small but deliberate kiss on the attendant's tight, puckered rosebud, giving the young woman a start. The woman then started to kiss her way back towards the attendant's mons. When she got to the small patch of raven hair, she looked up to the young woman staring at her, and made a motion of licking her lips. Then she decided it was time. She moved her mouth back down to the base of the young woman's sex, and touched the tip of her tongue to the woman's rosebud, causing another gasp. She pressed with her tongue and licked all the way till she reached pubic hair in one slow, solid motion. She didn't take her tongue between the pink inner lips, but rather just dragged them along as far as they would go. She kept her tongue hardened to a point, and licked all the way back to the attendant's asshole, again not going between the pink lips, just along the top. She repeated this motion a couple more times, moving quickly, spreading moisture around. Then she wrapped her lips round the puffy pink inner lips, sucking them both into her mouth, massaging them with her tongue and teeth. Ever so slowly, she worked her tongue into the space between the folds. Hardening her tongue to a point, she gently probed the attendant's entrance. Then she used her tongue to scoop out moisture, savoring the taste yet again. She withdrew from the attendant's pussy, and planted an open-mouthed kiss on the engorged clit, sucking the nubbin into her mouth for a moment. She released it, and slowly gave it one, two, three flicks with her tongue. Then she picked it up with her tongue, and held it, ever so gently, against her front teeth, massaging it against them. The attendant responded with low, incoherent moans, her one hand clutching the older woman's head at her center, the other searching as if she didn't know what to do with it. The woman then lowered her head slightly and started to earnestly work the attendant's pussy. Her tongue spent spasms though the young woman's body, working the entrance to her body, her clit, and small, tender space between. The attendant's pussy started to leak moisture faster than before, and the woman would occasionally reach her tongue down past the attendant's asshole, licking all the way to the top of the slit, capturing the essence. The attendant squeaked each time the tongue brushed her asshole, and she let go of the woman's head, gripped her own legs just behind the knees and pulled her legs wider apart, causing her outer lips to almost disappear into simple darker lines of skin surrounding her bright pink inner lips, peppered with her dark, curly hairs. The young woman let her gaze drift to the man, quietly massaging the head of his cock, watching his companion drive her into ever more dizzying heights of arousal. The woman moved to concentrate on the attendant's clit, working the knob with her tongue, while she slid two fingers into the offered hole. She marveled at how tight and compact the space felt as she curled her fingers upward, driving the blonde's arousal even higher. She worked the engorged clit into her mouth as she deftly worked a third finger into the sopping pussy. The blonde gasped at the further invasion, beginning to lose herself in the sensations coming from her pussy. The tight, sharp contractions of the blonde's pussy walls forced the three fingers together almost uncomfortably, and the older woman removed them, still working the clit, licking at the flesh just underneath its hood. The blonde's passion climbed rapidly. The older woman thought to herself that it seemed a shame that, apparently, no-one had given this young, dark woman a proper tongue lashing before. The woman's face was covered with a mixture of the attendant's juices and her own saliva as she nuzzled the tickly raven hairs on the attendant's mons with her nose, working the clit beneath it with short flicks of her tongue. Sensing that time was short, the older woman started to tease the blonde's asshole with the pad of her thumb, swirling the moisture about, just gently applying pressure. The attendant's breath was coming in short, rapid spurts as her orgasm built up at the base of her spine. The attendant could feel the muscles of her thighs vibrate with the energy. When the woman started to tickle her asshole, she filled her lungs with a gasping breath, arching her back and pushing her tiny tits high into the air. "Oh... my..." She couldn't finish the sentence as the orgasm took over her body. She could feel it draw energy from every inch of her body, even her hair. Everything seemed to flow towards her pussy, her center. It was settling in a knot at the base of her spine, the sensations from her pussy stirring it into a vortex. The flashing tongue on her clit, the hot breath tickling her pubic hairs, it all added to the impending release. And the thumb pressing slow circles on her rosebud gave it a sharp, unique flavor she had never experienced. Her eyes lost the ability to focus as the waves started to mount. Her mouth let out a quiet, high pitched sound as the first wave broke over her pussy, causing her thighs and tummy to ripple. The older woman felt the wave hit, followed by a flow of moisture at her chin, then as the second wave hit, and the attendant's body started to buck against her face, her thumb, that she only intended to press against the attendant's body, was snatched up by the young woman's ass. The tight ring of muscle simply relaxed as involuntary motions of the attendant's hips pressed against the thumb, and the first knuckle disappeared into the crinkly brown spot. As the second wave finished and built back toward the third, the muscle contracted and squeezed like a vise. Then as the third wave came across, the muscle again relaxed, and the woman's entire thumb disappeared into the attendant's ass, completely unintended. The completely new sensation of a thumb penetrating her asshole simply reinforced the blonde's orgasm, causing her to close her mouth quickly, closing her squeal of pleasure with an "eep." She was entirely aware of the waves flowing over her pussy, sending visible shockwaves up her abdomen and down her legs. She felt the walls inside her pussy contract on themselves, sharply aware of the void inside. The thumb filling the nether space just below was a delicious counter-point, as the muscles of her ass gripped against it. The older woman sensed that even as the attendant's orgasm wound down, her level of arousal did not diminish. She slowly worked the pussy in front of her, looking up and catching the wild-eyed gaze of the blonde. Then she felt the man stand next to her as he sensed that she needed him. Without looking she reached out with a hand and captured his wonderful cock with it, slowly starting to stroke him, not that he wasn't suitably hard, but she simply loved the feel of his dick in her hand. The attendant's gaze shifted from the older woman at her pussy to the man standing next to her. He had removed the tangle of clothing from his ankles, and had his hands on his hips. His dick stood up and away from his body, seemingly even bigger than before. It looked better than any she had seen before, in real life or on screen. She gazed at it as the woman started to stroke its length. Then she reached for it herself, and caught the enormous glans with her small hand. The flesh was slightly sticky from the dried come and womanly moisture on it, but the flesh was velvety and smooth underneath it all. She felt the woman's eyes on her as the woman held her hand at the base of the cock. The attendant started to stroke the magnificent member. She marveled at how soft the surface of it was, in contrast to the metal like hardness underneath. Even with both women's hands wrapped around its length, most of the glans peaked out from the end. The older woman then quickly stood, turned, and passionately kissed the man, while both women continued to slowly squeeze his cock. They both knew what she wanted to do, so he moved out of her way, pulling his member from the grasping attendant's hand, as the older woman moved back to the counter beside the blonde. The woman stroked the blonde's tummy as the man moved between the blonde's legs. The woman then reached down and took hold of his erection. The blonde sighed with anticipation as the woman laid her head on the blonde's tummy, just above her mons. She touched the tip of his cock against the blonde's pussy, and started to rub the glans up and down the slit, gathering moisture. She felt the blonde jump at the contact, then whimper with suppressed passion. The woman lightly pressed the head of her lover's cock against the attendant's inner lips, and gently started to work it between the folds. The attendant gasped as the glans pushed her apart. The woman then let go of the cock, and lightly kissed the attendant's clitoral hood. She turned up and gazed at the man as he started to spread the attendant open with his cock. The couple had a silent discussion about the need to be gentle with the small pussy against the need for the man to bury his manhood in it. The woman turned her attentions back to the slit beneath her as the man started to work his dick into it. The man hissed as the hot velvety folds of the small tunnel enveloped his cock. The inside of the attendant, incredibly hot and wet, squeezed his dick like a vise. The sight of the puffy pink lips being stretched wide by his huge purple cock head as it disappeared into the wetness beyond made his cock twitch, which in turn sent quivers up the attendant's tummy. He continued pressure, and as the glans vanished into the attendant, her pussy started to clamp down on the shaft. The attendant's eyes rolled back into her head as the man's organ slowly filled her, stretching her wide. The older woman gently massaged the blonde's clit with her mouth, as her companion's cock slowly sank into the opening below. In one slow drawn out motion, he sank into the attendant, until he felt the head of his cock meet resistance. He then held still for a moment, marveling at the feeling of the attendant's tight, gripping inner space. He looked up to the attendant's face, her eyes were screwed shut, and her entire body was rigid. Slowly, he started to pull back. He pulled out until he could see the swell of his glans in the attendant's pussy, paused for a breath, and then started to push back in. As the man started to slowly thrust into her, the attendant could barely breathe. The enormous dick splitting her open filled her senses. At the apex of each thrust, the tip would stretch open the deepest reaches of her pussy, where nothing had touched her before. The wonderful cock stretched her insides, so she could feel every detail of its shape. She felt the swell at the base of his cock head, the veins tracing their way around the shaft behind it. The velvety skin of it slid back and forth with his thrusts, along the iron like rod inside. She reached her hands up and placed her palms on his chest, as if to steady herself against his invasion. The older woman had ceased her attentions on the attendant's clit, and simply gazed at the bright pink lips as they clutched at the thrusting member. With each thrust, the man went a little farther in, and his companion sat up so her head would not be in his way. She placed one hand on the attendant's mons, and started to massage her clit. Supporting herself with her other arm, she started to kiss at the side of the attendant's face. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught movement at the curtain, but when she looked it was just swaying with the motion of the plane. The attendant was oblivious to everything except the hand on her pussy and the cock inside it. She suddenly regained the ability to speak. "Oh, Jesus, he's big." She started to lunge her hips toward the man to meet his thrusts. "Oh, fuck me, oh I'm going to cum" she whispered. With that, the man started to pick up speed. He was plunging in to the root now, capturing his companion's hand between his pubic bone and the attendant's mons. He reached down, grabbed the attendant's hips and picked her ass up off the counter slightly, starting to pull her toward him with each powerful stroke. Her small pussy gripped his member with incredible strength, her pink folds almost disappearing each time his cock entered her. But then they would clutch and hold on, each time he withdrew. As he felt her orgasm building, he lengthened his strokes, so that his glans would become visible each time, before spreading her open anew. The attendant's orgasm built with incredible speed, and when it hit, she threw her head back in a silent scream, thrusting her chest into the air and going rigid. As the waves past over her pussy, she felt it contract down on the man's huge cock. The contractions rebounded back into her body, just in time to meet and reinforce the next wave. As the orgasm subsided, the man set the blonde back down on the counter, and the woman removed her hand from the sensitive, quivering clit. The attendant collapsed in exhaustion, gasping for breath. The man slowly withdrew; his cock slipping from the attendant's pussy, shiny with her essence. The woman slipped off the counter, and kneeling in front of the man, wrapped her lips around his erection. As the attendant started to gain composure, she looked down as the woman noisily cleaned her moisture from the man's cock. She sat up; pulling her quivering legs together, and spoke in a quiet voice: "He still so hard, I don't think I can take anymore..." The woman slipped her mouth off the cock in front of her, and turned to the attendant as she stroked it slowly. "I have something in mind." With that, she stood, and whispered into the man's ear. Over the sounds of the engines, the attendant could hear nothing, but whatever was spoken, it brought a wry smile to the man's face. The man sat back down on the jump seat, as the woman helped the attendant to her feet. As she guided the attendant to kneel in front of the man, she leaned and whispered in her ear. "Suck his cock..." As the attendant moved to comply, the woman turned around presented her curvaceous butt to her companion. As he started to massage her buttocks, the attendant did her best to swallow his dick. She could barely get more than the glans into her mouth, but she caved her cheeks in as she sucked greedily on his cock head. As the attendant worked the magnificent member, the woman bent down between her legs, and instructed her in a husky voice. "Get him nice and wet with your spit. Spread it all over his dick. Slobber on him, I'm gonna need him nice and slippery." The blonde glanced up and over her shoulder at the older woman, then turned back to the man's dick and deposited a large quantity of spit on the tip. Using her hand, she spread the fluid up and down his shaft, as she again wrapped her lips around his glans, allowing salvia to leak from her mouth. After she had gotten a fair amount on, she continued to stroke him as she bent down and sucked on his balls. As the attendant worked her saliva onto his cock, the woman pulled her buttocks apart, presenting her asshole to the man. He bent forward, and placed a large drop of his own saliva just above it. With his thumb, he spread the moisture around on the woman's rosebud. He placed another drop of spit, and then pressed the moisture into her ass, inserting his thumb to its base. The three of them continued this for a few moments, the attendant working her saliva onto the man's cock, the man working his saliva into the woman's ass. When he sensed that his companion's ass was ready, he grasped her hips and started to pull them down. The attendant removed her mouth from his erection, and sat back to watch the sight in front of her. The attendant had figured out what was going to happen, so she held the man's cock steady, aiming it for the woman's descending ass. As the glans touched the woman's asshole, she made a small circle with her hips to settle it in place, and then sank in one smooth motion, burying him to the root in her ass. A low, closed-lip moan escaped her throat as she ground her hips against his, savoring the feeling of his enormous manhood filling her ass. She put her hands on the counter edge in front of her, and pushed herself against him, attempting to bury him as deep as possible in her nether space. The attendant sat on the floor between her legs, watching the sight of his cock impaling the woman's puckered asshole. She placed one palm on the man's balls, and with her other hand, inserted two fingers into the woman's pussy as far as they would go. She massaged the tight balls as she flexed her fingers, feeling the inner ridges behind the woman's pubic bone in front, and the iron hardness of the cock behind. The woman's pussy felt wonderful clutching at her hand, just different enough from her own tight (and currently well-fucked) hole. As the older woman's passion started to rise, she glanced back over her shoulder at the man. "Fuck my ass," she breathed. He read her lips and felt her need around his cock more so than he heard the request. Taking a firm grasp of her hips, he pushed her up and forward as he stood up. He moved to a standing position, with his companion bent over the counter in front of him, her large swaying breasts resting on the sex-soaked surface, his cock still buried in her ass. Their motion caught the attendant by surprise, and her fingers slipped from the woman's pussy with a wet sound. With long, slow, measured strokes, the man started to fuck his lover's asshole. The older woman started to push her hips back against his thrusts, but the attendant between her legs grabbed the man's hands on her hips, and held her steady as she latched her mouth onto the woman's dripping vulva. As the attendant's inexperienced tongue started to work her sex, the older woman hissed "Ohhh Goood...," and grabbed the cabinets above the counter for support. Her companion's thrusts into her picked up force and speed as his own need for release built. Between the sight of his body disappearing into his lover's ass, and the feeling of his balls slapping into the young woman's chin, his erection strained to new size with his arousal. Between the relentless fucking of the now truly enormous cock pounding in and out of her ass, and the novice, but nimble and questing tongue at her pussy, the woman's consciousness shrank to just her pelvis. Her lover fucked her with his signature long strokes, pulling back so even the glans came out of her ass, and then plowing back into her until she could feel his pubic hair mash against her skin. The young mouth at her pussy was getting covered by her free flowing essence, as well as the man's seed that had been filling her womb just a moment before. The attendant attempted to swallow the mixture pouring out of the older woman's inner lips as she frantically worked the clit with her tongue, but most of it dribbled off her chin and traced lines down her chest and breasts. The man and attendant worked the woman to a frenzy. As her world shrank further to just her pussy and ass, she grabbed the attendant's discarded skirt, and bit down on the fabric to stifle her screams, lest the entire plane would hear her passion over the drone of the engines. Her orgasm built in the space between her clit and ass, between where the attendant's flicking tongue teased her nub and the deepest spot where her lover's cock touched with each thrust. Her orgasm exploded forth, forcing a torrent of fluid over the attendant's chin, making her tight velvety ass spasm on the man's invading cock. She screamed into the ball of dark fabric in her mouth as her thighs clutched inward, catching the young woman's head between them. Her body convulsed over and over again, as the man and attendant worked to keep their physical connection with her. As the woman's orgasm slowly subsided, the attendant pulled her mouth from the woman's pussy, and simply gazed at the sight of the magnificent cock still fucking the woman's ass. A line of moisture still connected her mouth with the woman's pussy as she moved it in an attempt to suckle the tight balls slapping the base of the older woman's pussy, enjoying the sight of anal sex. The man never missed a beat, and his thrusts moved his companion from orgasm to an indescribable sexual haze as he pounded her hips, working himself to release. While he still had some control, he bent down and whispered in his lover's ear: "Do you want me fill your pretty little asshole with come...," he paused as the idea made the woman sigh, then "Or should I cover the little girl's face?" The woman simply whimpered, then gave a simple "yes" as her answer. The man replied, "Then hold her head," and straightened back up, continuing his thrusts with more urgency as his own release built. The older woman reached down with one hand, and held the back of the attendant's head between her legs. The attendant simply rested her head against the hand, and watched the sight in front of her. As the man's orgasm approached, he stood on his tiptoes; holding onto the woman's flared hips, his hands covered by the attendant's small hands as she held her face waiting at the woman's pussy. He started to fuck her into the counter so hard the cabinets rattled with the force, his hips slapping her butt each time he rammed his cock in her. He felt his balls contract as he past the point of no return, then he breathed slowly to both of the women beneath him "Here it comes..." As he erupted, he buried his cock as deep into the offered asshole as he could, pumping his seed into the deepest reaches of his companion's ass. As he felt the second spurt moving up his dick, he quickly pulled from the woman's body, and felt his cock head touch the attendant's chin as he covered it with seed. As his orgasm continued, the involuntary movement of his hips caused him to shoot his cream all over the young woman's face, neck, and upper chest. As the orgasm left him spent, the man collapsed back down into the jump seat gasping for breath, his quickly shrinking cock still twitching. The older woman, slowly gaining control of her body, looked down at the attendant sitting on the floor between her legs. The young woman's dyed blonde hair was in complete disarray. Her face, neck, breasts, and chest was covered in the older woman's essence and the man's seed. Her bra was still bunched around her midsection, soaked with sexual fluid. She slowly rubbed the mixture into the tanned skin of her breasts as she licked her lips. The attendant had never had any desire for the taste of cum, either a man's or her own (she had never before tasted another woman), but the taste on her lips was incredibly erotic amongst the sexual glow radiating from her sated pussy. The older woman pulled the attendant to her feet; then embraced the smaller woman as she intermixed passionate kisses with licking the moisture from the tan face. When the attendant's face was clean, and the semen and other fluid rubbed into the small breasts until it disappeared, the attendant broke the embrace and somberly reached for her clothes. The rational part of her brain was slowly regaining power, and told her that she had risked discovery and job loss long enough in the name of wanton sexual pleasure. The woman then tenderly embraced her companion, and the couple shared the long slow kiss of lovers. As the attendant was buttoning her shirt over her readjusted bra, the man announced quietly, "I need to wash up." The man peeked through the curtain to make sure that no one was looking then carried his clothes into the lavatory. The woman sat wearily in the jump seat. The attendant leaned against the counter and looked at the scene with a detached eye. She was standing in the aft galley of the plane, naked from the waist down, while a completely naked passenger sat in the jump seat in front of her. She breathed deep as she gazed at the beautiful voluptuous woman, noting the sexual flush of her face and breasts, the mixture of semen and womanly moisture running down the inside of her thighs. The woman's shaved mons and lips were just visible, still engorged with arousal, just as her own pussy still tingled with the memory of the wonderful cock that had expertly fucked her a few minutes before. The attendant's wandering thoughts where shattered when the other female attendant poked her head though the curtain. "You guys done yet?" she asked cheerfully. Then, heedless of the two stunned woman in the galley, she came in and grabbed two large bottles of water from the cabinets next to the opposite door. "We ran out up front, but you were busy earlier, when I poked my head through." She rested her hand on the young attendant's shoulder. "Don't take too long putting yourself back together, although from what I saw, if I were you, I'd be asleep. But you're young and horny. And make sure you clean up a little," she sighed, indicated the various puddles of sex on the counter and floor, and then gave the young woman what could only be described as a "shit eating grin." Then she turned to the naked woman in the jump seat, and her face turned to her professional happy smile. "Are you enjoying your flight, and our, ummm, service?" she asked. The woman only nodded her head. The older attendant continued "That's good, but we don't want you spending too much time up and around, not in your seat." She smiled and winked, then turned and briskly walked back through the curtain toward the front of the plane. The two women sat in awkward silence, then burst out in quiet giggles, releasing the tension in the air. Shortly after, the man exited from the lavatory, dressed and clean, to find the attendant dressed and mopping up moisture from the counter, and his companion, still naked, sitting in the jump seat enjoying the warm buzz she felt after energetic anal sex. She looked up at the man and smiled warmly, "could you be a dear and get my clothes?" The man smiled and turned to fetch them, then returned shortly to again shield his companion's naked form from view as she entered the lavatory. When she exited and joined him in their seats, the attendant used the lavatory herself after retrieving her panties from the floor across from the couple. When she was finished putting her hair back in place, and attempting to dry the bite mark in her skirt, it was time for the second drink service of the flight. Without asking, she wordlessly gave the couple two cups full of ice, two cans of coke, and four single bottles of whisky. She then gave them a knowing smile as she moved to the front of the plane to ask for the exit row's drink order. The attendant sat back in her original seat when done, and simply relaxed in the happy glow of good sex. The man sat in the window seat, and his companion snuggled next to him, as the sexual aftereffects and booze put them to sleep. After the plane landed, the attendant pulled the couple's roller out of the overhead bin, and held if for them as they waited to deplane. As they exited the plane, the flight crew joined them. Bill and the younger attendant walked slightly ahead, but the older attendant hung back with the couple as they slowly made their way up the jet way. She whispered to the couple as they walked: "Well you can certainly tell she's had her brains fucked out." The couple looked at each other uncertainly for a moment, and then the woman started to stammer an apology for their tryst, when the older attendant stopped her. "No, I should be thanking you. She's needed a good boning for a while, ever since this new boyfriend of hers. What with her not being home, and him not being able to... take care of her when she is. I think you did her, and me and Bill, a big favor. She's been all flustered for a month, but right now she positively glows. I'll have to remember this." "What do you mean?" the man asked. "Oh, just when she starts getting bummed, find one or two agreeable passengers, hopefully one as well endowed as you," she smiled at the man's crotch. "Then take'em all to the back, and say 'Fuck her till her brains come out her ears, and we'll give you a free upgrade.'" She smiled, and gave the them a couple of small slips. "But what about when you saw us?" the woman began. Sensing meaning of the question, the older attendant answered in a low voice, "Don't worry about me. When I get home..." she paused, a distant look in her eyes, "by the time my husband wakes up, I'll be on him and halfway to my first orgasm." Later, when the couple was unpacking their belongings, the woman mentioned to the man that the slips from the older attendant were indeed upgrades to first class. Then the man caught her attention, and held up a familiar pair of panties he had just pulled from the front pocket of their roller. They were too small for the woman. "Guess she wanted to give us a souvenir." The woman remarked. "Yeah, and she was sneaky about it," the man replied. Then after some thought, the woman said to her lover, "And we never even learned her name."