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This is a story for adults, about a sexual encounter. If you are not of legal
age in your state, province, country, or common wealth GO NO FURTHER!!!!
Otherwise please continue and enjoy the story below. Suggestions are
welcomed.
Plane Crash
By Asche (Aschephnx@aol.com)
I had been a stewardesses on Ireland Air for only a few months, and already
it was starting to wear a little thin. I thought I would be able to meet
other good looking woman, but all I had seen so far were old bags, coming to
or leaving America for Ireland. Don't get me wrong I loved traveling
especially to Ireland, it was a beautiful land, full of magic, but I always
wanted to meet someone. So far the youngest woman I had met was 60ish, and
well over her prime. I thought today would be no different until…
As I was greeting incoming passengers, going to Ireland, I say her she was
beautiful almost a goddess. I felt myself get all tingly as soon as I saw
her. She was a dream, with long flowing red hair, a great figure, pale skin,
and a really nice ass. If I had to guess I would say her dimensions were 36 -
24 -35, she could have passed an Irish princess. She was dressed in a simple
silk blouse, and a pair of jeans, and she looked comfortable. As I examined
her ticket, I saw that she was the only one in First Class, on this flight.
Not to unusual for such a flight, I mean our normal fares were outrageous, and
if you could afford our First Class, you were usually rich enough to fly the
concord. On any given flight there were usually just two or three people in
First Class, the only unusual thing was that this passenger wasn't over 80. I
just couldn't wait to get to know her, since the flight was about 8 hours, I
usually got to know my passengers pretty well. After I finished settling
every one of the coach passengers in. I went to personally take care of her.
"Hello, my name is Michelle, I will be your stewardesses for the flight. Is
there anything I can get you? Hot towel? Pillow? Blanket?" I asked
"Nice to meet you. My name is Rachel, and if you wouldn't mind, please sit
with me I really hate to fly, and I would enjoy the company. It would keep me
from feeling nervous" she replied.
"Sure let me just let me tell the stewardess, I am sure he won't mind. We
always treat our First Class customers with a little bit extra" I answered.
As I walked back to Coach class, smiling so hard my face was beginning to
hurt, not to mention my increasingly wet panties.
"Ma'am? Our First Class passenger is a little anxious about flying today, she
wanted me to sit with her. I told her you probably wouldn't mind. The flight
is a little light and I know you can handle…What's wrong? You look sick" I
said, as I noticed how green she looked. It must have been really big Allison
never got sick, she was a veteran flyer, with almost 25 years in the service.
"I just talked to our captain, and he says that there is a fuel problem, and
we are losing fuel rather quickly. There are heavy storms behind us, making
it impossible to land, and if we lose much more fuel, we won't make it to our
destination. As it is now we have just enough to land safely at Dublin
International Airport. But I should be able to handle Coach, we aren't going
to tell them. So you go up front and keep our First Classer calm. Last thing
I need is a passenger getting upset, and upsetting the rest of them" she said
regaining her composure.
"Okay, just keep me informed okay?"
"You bet."
I moved back up to First Class, to be with Rachel, and closed the cabin door
behind me. She was sitting by the window staring out at the wing. Then she
began to shake a little bit, and I heard her cry out.
"Are you all right? I came back as soon as I could" I called out
"There seems to be something pouring out from the engine, it looks like fuel.
Oh-My god are we going to crash?"
I saw the look on her face and I couldn't lie. I knew she would see right
though me.
"I don't want to lie to you, so I am going to tell you that we are losing
fuel. And we can't turn back, and we barely have enough to reach Dublin
International. But things are going to be okay I promise." I sad while I sat
down next to her, putting my arm around her shoulder. She pressed her face
into breast, and began to cry. "Come on now, everything is going to be okay.
I've been through this before and I am still here."
"Okay, just hold me?"
I reached around her and hugged her closely to me, she nuzzled my breast. I
reached under her chin and made her look at me. Her beautiful luscious red
lips were trembling, and I moved over and gently kissed them to stop them from
shaking and hopefully relax her a bit. I kissed her gently, and then pulled
away, afraid of her reaction. When I looked at her she looked a little
shocked, but slowly she smiled. Rachel reached behind my head and kissed me,
I opened my mouth and let her tongue in, while mine slid into her mouth as
well. My tongue was licking the inside of her mouth, and flick her teeth, I
decided it was time to up the stakes a bit, and reached for one of her
breasts. As I sucked on her lips, she pushed her chest forward to meet my
hand, and I her nipple begin to harden underneath her blouse.
Okay I always do this and I know it may piss some people off. But I hate to
spend time writing, when no one is reading my stuff. So if you want me to
continue, my story please e-mail me and let me know. Otherwise I will stop
here, and think up some other story, or maybe just quit writing. So e-mails,
are welcome, as are ideas, and comments.
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