From: pak05308@pixie.co.za
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Airport (mff)
Date: Fri, 22 Mar 1996 19:16:07 GMT

			       Airport

	"Please hurry up, I must make the early flight." The taxi just
did not seem to be able to go fast enough.

	"Look mate," the burly, sour driver exclaimed, "I am doing my
best but I can only go so fast in this traffic." End of discussion. I
looked around to see if there was a gap in the traffic in the next
lane, when I noticed two women in a car coming alongside the taxi. I
had a good long stare at them as their car pulled next to and then
past the taxi. Luckily they were not travelling much faster, which
afforded me the opportunity to have a good long gawk.

	The blond driver's face was hidden and the passenger was a
brunette with a cute small face that was very pretty. Unfortunately
they took no notice of me and soon their car had passed us and
disappeared into the traffic.

	Eventually we arrived at the airport. I jumped from the taxi
after paying the driver, giving him too big a tip for the miserable
trip I had just endured, grabbed my suitcase and ran into the airport
building. Pushing and shoving everyone in my way I dashed for the
check-in counter, just in time to hear the announcement that the
counter had closed for my flight. Ignoring the other passengers in the
queue I headed for the front. "I have to be on flight 520," I shouted
at the check-in hostess. "Excuse me sir," she answered sweetly, "but
the flight is closed, and I am serving the people in this queue." Well
no amount of pleading helped and eventually I got a reservation on the
next flight, two hours later. Nothing left but to find a pub and have
a drink.

	The place was pretty crowded but eventually I got a beer and
as I brought the refreshing drink to my lips I nearly chocked on it.
There was the brunette from the car sitting on a bar stool about
twenty feet away. Although I could only see her profile I knew
immediately that it was the same woman. She had a on a dark jacket,
short skirt and dark sheer pantyhose. As I stared at her she turned
toward the door and the movement caused the skirt to ride even higher
on her thighs. My eyes were immediately attracted to the hem of the
skirt hoping to catch a flash. She was obviously expecting someone and
was studying the entrance to the pub. I for my part was studying the
view of her full thighs. My mind started wandering and I was imagining
the juicy wet pussy hiding away between her legs. In my mind all the
other people in the pub had disappeared and all that I could think
about was a wet cunt.

	After a while I became aware of the fact that I was staring.
At the same moment I looked up and saw that the blond driver of the
car standing next to the brunette and they were both looking at me in
a curious manner. The brunette caught my eye and I flushed with
embarrassment. Caught in the act. I was so flustered that I was quite
paralysed. As my mind was trying to kick into gear, the brunette's
legs parted and I had a lovely view right to the juncture of her
thighs.

	While she was too far away to see her pussy, I could see a
dark patch behind the pantyhose. I looked up at her face and she had
this sly smile on her face and then slowly crossed her legs again. The
blond then leaned closer and the two of them shared a private giggle.
Gulping down my beer I ordered another one and avoided the two women.
I regained my composure and turned to them and saw that the blonde had
also positioned herself on a bar stool. She had on a pair of tight
white pants and dark blue t-shirt. Her tits were nice, round and not
too big and it did not look like they were depending on a bra for
support.

	The brunette had turned on her stool so they were sitting next
to each other at about a 120 degree angle and both were faced toward
where I was standing. As if on cue I looked at the blond's face and
holding my gaze she looked directly at me. Try as I might I could not
do anything but stare back as if I was under a spell. Out of the
bottom of my eyes I could see her uncross her legs and leave them
slightly apart. Not really noticeable to anyone except me.

	I then nearly fainted as I watched her right hand slide along
her right thigh and touch her pants right at the end of her zipper.
Her one finger slowly ran down the seam of her pants between her legs
and her hand reached across to the counter and picked up her drink.
All the time she held me in her gaze. She sipped her drink and then
the two of them burst out laughing. Realising that I was the butt of
their joke I turned away and picked up my beer and drank it. Looking
around the bar I saw no-one else even remotely interesting. Fucking
bitches I thought. Try as I might I just could not look away for long
and found myself turning in their direction again.

	As if they knew that I would turn around again the show
continued. Brunette again. Looking at me she unbuttoned her jacket.
Underneath she wore a cream coloured silky blouse. Pulling the sides
of the jacket away I could clearly see her tits. They were much bigger
than the other woman's and I would see that she had a bra on as the
blouse was quite sheer. To the casual observer she was reaching into
the inside pocket of the jacket, but as I watched she cupped her left
breast with her right hand and gave her nipple a hard squeeze between
her thumb and forefinger. The little bud reacted straight away and
pushed up against the material. She reaching into the pocket and on
the way out her hand caressed her nipple again. By this time I thought
my cock would explode and I could hardly contain myself any longer. I
had to turn away.

	"What's the point of us flashing you if you are not going to
take notice?"

	I spun around and there they were standing next to me. I
waited for the earth to swallow me up - but nothing. I didn't know
what to say. "I think he's a mute," the blond said to her friend. "No
no," I stammered "just caught totally unawares," was all I could
manage. "Maybe all the blood rushing to his cock has stopped his
brain working," the brunette answered and the two burst out laughing.
never had I been more embarrassed. Luckily the pub was noisy and busy
and no-one seemed to be taking any notice of us. myself to turn away
and order the drinks. After paying, I took a deep breath and turned
back to the women. "Thanks," they replied in unison. We raised our
glasses and all said "Cheers," together and my eyes were immediately
drawn to Anne's still hard left nipple.

	"Bet you would love to suck on that," Amy said. "Do you two
read minds?" I enquired. "Sorry," Anne answered, "but you are just so
damn obvious. But you surprised us when you kept turning back for
another look. Most guys don't keep looking." "Come on," I exclaimed
"the only guys who would not stare back would be either gay or blind."
"Rubbish" Amy answered, "most guys shit themselves when women take the
initiative and we will prove it to you." With that Anne walked back to
where she had been sitting, picked up her barstool and brought it over
to where we were. I went to get Amy's chair for her. Anne positioned
herself so that she was sitting facing the door with us on either
side.

	"Right," Anne said, "watch." After a few minutes a single guy
came towards the door. He was dressed in a suit and he was about 45
years old. As he entered he noticed Anne who turned to me and in the
process opened up her legs. While I was dying to look at her pussy I
forced myself to look at the guy. His face turned scarlet, he turned
to his left, nearly fell over a group of people, excused himself,
turned around and walked straight out of the door.

	"He was old," is all I could offer as an excuse for his
behaviour. Well to prove me wrong Anne flashed two other guys, and
while they both still walked into the pub they were obviously
embarrassed and both turned away. I for my part was so horny that I
would have fucked the crack of dawn. "Ok you win," I said, "so what do
I have to do for losing?" Amy immediately said, "What time is your
flight?" "Just over an hours time," I answered. "Where are you going
to?" "Paris," I answered. "What is your surname?" Anne asked . I told
her and without answering, Amy jumped up from her stool, grabbed Anne,
said, "keep our chairs," and off they went. I was too flabbergasted to
respond but did look around the bar. One of the guys who had been
flashed was looking at me but otherwise it was normal.

				* * *

	They came back about fifteen minutes later and Anne said to me
"You have two new travelling companions." I could not believe it.
"What do you mean?" I stammered. "We were going to Paris after a few
days in Amsterdam but now we go there first." "Do you mean you have
changed your flights just for me?" I asked, totally confused. "Don't
be too flattered," Amy said, "we're flight attendants on holiday
travelling around the Continent for two weeks. Whether we go to Paris
now or later is no big deal. Anyway we must go and board now."

	When we got to the boarding gate I found that I was seated
between the two of them in the last row of the plane. The flight was
not very full. When I enquired how come we were seated together Amy
answered, "Being a flight attendant has it's advantages." While we were
still on the ground Any went off with her overnight bag and Anne and I
sat down leaving a seat for Amy on the isle. When Amy came back she
had changed her pants for a wrap around skirt with the flap in the
front.

	We made small talk and soon the flight was on its way. We were
served our meals first and soon the attendants had passed our row.
After we ate Amy again stood up and took our crockery away leaving
just our drinks. "What a pleasure to have passengers like Amy who
clean up after them," I remarked to Anne. She just laughed. Amy
returned holding two small blankets that the airlines pass around.
Leaning across me she gave one to Anne. Anne turned to me and said,
"See who you can make cum first." I was startled and turned to look at
her and noticed that she no longer had the pantyhose on. She must have
taken them off when they left the pub. I realised that she was totally
naked under the skirt. My cock responded immediately.

	"Well would you hurry up!" Anne smiled at me. I tentatively
reached under the blanket and touched her leg and I felt her muscle
tense as she opened her legs as much as the seats allowed. Her legs
were smooth and well rounded. I could not believe that this was
happening. I moved my hand slowly up her leg and touched the hair
between her legs. Looking at her I saw her close her eyes and let out
a sigh. I needed no further prompting and moved my middle finger down
her pussy. She was slick with moisture and as I pushed down my finger
slid down between her lips and rolled over the button of her clit. Amy
nudged me with her elbow and I realised that I had ignored her.

	Turning slightly to my left, I took my left hand and pushed it
between the fold of Amy's skirt and reached around to her cunt. She
too had no panties on. She looked at me and gave me a lewd smile, put
the blanket over her lap and ran her tongue over her lips. I pushed my
finger straight into her soaking cunt. My finger slid up to the
knuckle into her juicy pussy without any resistance. Sliding my finger
out I moved up to her clit. Getting my rhythm I started stroking both
women together.

	Leaning back into my seat I looked around. Most people were
still busy eating or waiting for their plates to be cleared away and
therefore no-one was walking around. Even if they had looked at us the
blankets hid what my hands were doing. I turned to look at them. Amy
was looking at me and when I turned in her direction she rolled her
eyes and again ran her tongue over her lips. She just looked so
fucking sexy when she did that. As we looked at each other she started
moving her hips in time to my finger movement.

	Turning to Anne I saw that her eyes were shut and she was
obviously close to cumming. I let my right hand push further down her
pussy toward her ass and I could feel that her cheeks were tense.
Splaying my hand out wide I could feel the tension in her legs as
well. She was very close now and she was soaking wet. This was turning
me on so much and I could not wait to feel them cumming all over my
hands. It was easier with Anne as I am right handed and I took two of
my fingers and rubbed them hard over her clit. Her pussy hair was
soaked and I could smell the sweet smell of her cunt from where I sat.

	Concentrating, I took her clit between my two well lubricated
fingers and squeezed it gently. That took her over the top. Her whole
pelvis area rose off the chair. As her cunt walls started squeezing
together I put my fingers in as deep as they would go. Anne forgot
completely about the blanket and grabbed my hand as I extracted my
fingers from her dripping cunt and moved my fingers in circles around
her clit. She had her head thrown back and a look of utter ecstasy was
on her face. As she was cumming I was moving my hand over her entire
cunt area and my fingers were rolling the folds of her cunt lips and
forcing them apart. This was so awesome that I forgot completely about
Amy.

	I remembered her when I heard a low moan come from her
direction and as I turned to my left I felt her pussy start it's
spasm. Her orgasm was alot quicker and she thrust her hips at my
fingers as I rubbed them between her clit and the back of her cunt. My
fingers easily slid around her pussy as I pushed first one and then
the other finger deep into her hot wet cum soaked cunt. After two
further spasms her hips relaxed and she looked at me. Her face was
flushed and there was a slight sheen on her neck.

	As I was about to bring my hands out of their laps I saw, out
of the corner of my eye, a male flight attendant standing next to Amy.
Glancing down at her lap I saw what he was looking at. The blanket had
fallen off Am's lap, her legs were splayed part and my hand was
visible between the fold of her skirt. As a reflex action I pulled my
hand away exposing Amy's glistening cunt to the attendants gaze. Amy,
quick as a flash replaced my hand with hers and dipped her middle
finger into her juicy cunt. She extracted the wet glistening finger
and brought it up to her mouth and sucked on her finger. The attendant
just stood rooted to the spot and stared. To break the spell I asked
him to please bring me a drink. He seemed to welcome the opportunity
to leave and rushed away. I meanwhile realised that my cock was
nearing a point of exploding and that I too needed to cum straight
away.

	Anne then dropped a bombshell. "Thanks, that was great," she
said. I replied "Now I want to take you back into the toilet and fuck
your brains out!" "Did we not tell you, we are both into girls only."
"Bullshit!" I exclaimed "How come you let me just bring both of you
off?" "Oh, it's ok for you to touch us, but no fucking," Amy chipped
in. Now I was going mad. Just then the attendant returned with my
drink and he scurried away.

	Two seconds later the announcement to fasten seatbelts and
return to your seats was made. I had not realised that we had already
started our descent. "Anyway," Anne said, "There is no time even if we
had wanted to." True enough the plane was a buzz with activity as the
crew cleared away and did whatever they did, just before landing. I
did not believe what I was being told and I told them so. Anne spoke
up and said, "When we land we will see what we can do about the
pressure building up in your balls. Now stop thinking about it or else
you will have to walk through the building with your prick sticking
out." She smiled and chatted to Amy about what a pleasant flight she
had and whether Amy had enjoyed the meal.