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I was flying high, literally. I worked for a private charter jet firm, and we handled high-end clients. It was a simple yet luxurious life, all the glamour of flying, none of the shitty grind of terminals. Straight to the jet, out over the horizon with the client and back again. Most of those we flew were nice folks, polite and well-heeled, so we did not have to deal with shit passengers either.
We were often assigned partners, and the day Alina walked into my life will be burned forever into my mind, and cock. She was a drop-dead gorgeous European lass who had worked her way up the pilot ranks to the prestigious private jets. She looked like a runway model and belonged there. She had long black hair, a perfect face with lovely eyes and brows, a feminine nose, and rich plump lips, with high cheekbones. She was slim and shapely and had a lovely bubbly personality. We flew many flights together and over time we became friends with benefits.
Often as we waited for clients, Alina and I would share passion. Usually, we had to wait an hour and that was enough time. I would often fuck her in the massive leather chairs of our planes, in all positions. She had an incredible body, large plump boobs with massive ghost nipples with cute buds, just suckable. She had amazing arms and legs and a slim tight belly. I loved fucking her with legs wide open on the comfy leather chairs, and it was a great stress relief for us. Other times I iskenderun escort banged her standing, holding onto the chairs, bent over. And of course, she rode me as I lay back on the reclining chairs, I think we fucked in every corner of that plane. I was afraid of the day they did a UV scan.
“You know with all the times I let you fuck me, you ought to be taking me out to dinner,” Alina joked.
“You know I would do that anyway,” I said between grunts and thrusts.
Alina and I had a wonderful friction and judgment-free relationship. Our sex was a much-needed stress relief in our otherwise hectic lives. Sometimes we had situations with others, but I get the sense we kept coming back to each other. We shared everything besides our bodies, we also kept each other updated on all our large and small life events. We had open minds.
The door opened and the client walked in. For a moment Alina and I were struck by the beauty of Jessica R, the well-known actress. She wore a semi-transparent summer dress and it was all I needed for my cock to harden instantly. She was a blazing redhead with large wide eyes and mouth, sensual, and pale white skin just like Alina. Her boobs were massive and droopy, but plump and juicy, and large pink nipples. She had a nice tight ass and was tall and leggy. She smiled and hugged us both, and we both got a little heated. She started chatting us up.
The flight services iskilip escort left some food in the galley, finished the final cleanup and left. On this flight, we had no cabin crew as she was sick, and in these cases, one of us usually took turns serving the client. We settled Jessica into her seat headed into the cockpit and started the engines. We looked at each other.
“Can you believe how fucking hot she is,” I said in a whisper.
“I want to fuck her too,” smiled Alina.
We climbed to cruise and Alina went back to serve. I scanned the sky and panels, wondering what the hell was happening back there. It took a long time and Alina did not return. I was a little worried so I set the auto-pilot and got up and turned. Holy crap.
Both girls were standing and kissing each other, making out like bandits. Their tits were out and they were caressing each other. They looked at me and laughed.
“Get into the fun,” Jessica teased, and Alina nodded.
I dove right in. I embraced them both and sucked both their mouths and all four nipples alternately. I leaned down and dropped both sets of pants and panties, and sucked their pussies as they made out above me. I lifted their legs onto the seats – the weather was smooth and this helped – and I ate to my content. They both tasted amazing, I moved from pussy to pussy, and I was given equal opportunity.
They pulled me up and threw me onto istanbul escort the large leather chair, which rotated. They pulled my clothes off and I lay there, dick rock hard sticking up, and they both got naked, what glorious bodies. Massive boobs and nipples, I tried to reach out. They slapped my hands away.
Jessica and Alina got on their knees and each in front of one knee, boobs wrapping around my legs. All I could do was reach down and massage one boob with each hand, they took turns sucking me, alternately cock and balls, and hand job. I was overstimulated and came, arcs of cum all over their faces. They laughed and wiped it off.
“Fun is just getting started,” Jessica said and walked to her luggage, ass shaking as she went.
She took out two massive strapons, flesh-coloured cocks on them. Alina squealed with delight, and I a grunt of approval. They strapped on the strap ons and I got up and took this chance to suck their boobs. Then I got a little worried.
“Are you both going to peg me,” I asked. They laughed, “Maybe!”
But instead, they got on the massive center couch and Jessica got behind Alina and entered her. I got right in the back and fucked Jessica. It was a dream come true, we got our rhythm together and we went on for ages, alternating here and there. Ultimately they did take turns pegging me but not too hard. I also lay down while I ate one out and the other rode me, in turns. I must have come about 10 times that flight. In the end, we were exhausted and lay on a tangled naked heap on the couch together, bodies sore.
“Playing mile high with your girls is a real high, babes,” I grunted almost passed out. They giggled and sucked me off again for another round.
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