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I looked at my watch, “Fuck!” I thought. I was running so late. I opened the car door before the cabbie brought us to a stop at the curbside drop off. My flight was supposed to start boarding in less than twenty minutes. I tossed a $20 at the driver, grabbed my rolling luggage, and b-lined it to screening.

“Just my luck”, I thought to myself, “Screening always takes forever,” and I didn’t have a moment to spare. I hated this part of flying. I hated having to unload my belt, shoes, pockets, and everything else. My first time through the new full body scanners, I almost made an embarrassment out of myself. My pants had been loose fitting and my wallet still in my back pocket. I looked so stupid with my hips thrust to the side to keep them from falling and showing the entire traveling public my nether regions. Anyway…Luckily for me, my flight was a red-eye and only the most desperate of passengers travel at those god-awful times of the day. Thankfully there were only a handful of passengers in line. Maybe I could get through this easy today.

“Passport and boarding pass sir!” I glanced up and noticed the TSA screening agent sitting behind her podium. I was in a hasty daze that I almost didn’t recognize her. “Sir, I need to see your boarding pass or you ain’t flyin’ tonight.” What a cocky attitude.

Her tone struck me off guard. Like, what had gotten into this woman. I took a second to take in this woman. She was short and on the pudgier side, granted those horrible tight blue shirts never flattered anyone’s figure no matter what they looked like. Her smirk was slid to the left side of her face and she was tapping her fingers. She wasn’t ugly but her personality made me want to gag. I didn’t need this kind of treatment. I had been up over forty-eight hours without sleep and I was on my way back to Brooklyn for a few days off. I stared at her and stretched out my hand with the documents.

She must have saw the misery in my eyes and decided to make my night worse. “Left lane for full body screening sir!”

“What? I’m a Frequent Flyer. I’ve been through your background check specifically so I don’t have to. Look, it says that right here on my boarding pass,” I exclaimed.

“Sir if you don’t comply I’ll have to send you for a cavity search!” That honestly sent chills down my spine. I’m not opposed to kinky situations but this woman was creeping me out.

“Fine fine. I’m going. No need to get up.” I grabbed my luggage handle and turned left. Off came my shoes and everything else. I lugged my bag up onto the belt and stepped forward. An officer held up his hand and motioned me towards the body scanner. I stepped in, turned, and put my hands above my head. I have flown so much over the past few years it was muscle memory.

“Sir step forward and follow me into Room

. We have to do a pat down.” It was another woman’s voice. I glanced up and actually smiled a bit. She was thin and tall, blonde, and seemed to be in a much better mood than the first woman.

I stepped into the room, “What seems to be the problem?”

“Our scanners picked up a bulge beneath your waist and I’m required to perform a pat-down.” It all happened to fast. She stepped forward and grabbed my arm, spinning me backwards. It all took me by surprise in my walking coma that I couldn’t adana escort react in time. She pinned me against the wall and handcuffed my arms behind my back. She held my cuffed hands up behind my back and knowing I had no belt on, reached down with her right hand and pulled my pants down.

“What is going on?” I exclaimed, “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” And almost before I could finish my sentence, she reached up between my legs and grasped my flaccid cock. She massaged it between her hands and began pulling on my sack. I couldn’t help my cock’s reaction as it began rising to full attention.

“I saw how my coworker treated you. Thought I’d make it up to you. I just had to know how big you were and I am certainly impressed.”

She pulled on my handcuffs once again and spun be around, landing on the bench. She knelt between my legs and pulled my stiffened prick and balls out of the opening in my boxers. She had on latex gloves and must have licked her hands. She took my cock in her right hand and my balls in her left. She started slowly stroking me then quickening the pace. I didn’t know what was happening but who was I to complain.

I was soon getting into it, my hips responding on their own accord. She must have sensed that I was close and leaned forward. I felt my cock slide between her soft warm lips, passed her soaking wet tongue, and hit the back of her throat. This sent me over the edge. My balls contracted and cum pumped into her mouth. She sucked expertly and swallowed every drop. She made sure to suck my tip until every trace of cum was gone.

“Wh-what, why?” I couldn’t form a full sentence. I was confused and satisfied as hell. She stood and unlocked my handcuffs.

“Please put your clothes back on and exit the booth. Our scanners must have malfunctioned, you are clear to proceed.” She turned and disappeared. I quickly tucked myself back in and made myself look presentable. I turned the handle and peaked outside, she was gone.

Lost in an eerie confusion, I headed to my gate. It was a few minute walk where I passed so many shops and restaurants that had closed hours ago. I had forgotten how late I was when I walked up to the podium at Gate 515. “Sir are you on Flight 69?” the gate attendant asked.

“Um yes. Yes I am,” I muttered,

“I’m glad you showed up when you did. We were just about to close the door for push. And if you’d like, one of our first class passenger’s never arrived. You are being offered a free upgrade if you wish.”

“Oh, um. Yes, absolutely!” Where had my day gone. What started out as this never-ending day from hell was already turning around to be one of the best days of my life! She scanned my boarding pass and led me down the boarding bridge.

“Your new seat sir is 3A. Blankets and pillows are under your seat. Please let the flight attendant know if you need anything.”

I nodded to her and plopped into my seat. Despite my exhaustion, I was starting to wake up a bit. I looked around and noticed something odd. The gate agent said only one first class passenger didn’t show up but there was no one else but me in the front of the cabin. I looked behind me and the curtain was closed to the economy class. Who was I to complain but still I felt off. I reached ankara escort above my head and pressed the call button.

Within seconds, the curtain in front of me opened and a gorgeous brunette flight attendant walked toward me. She was stunning! She wore three inch heals and a tight skirt that hugged her shapely legs like there was no tomorrow. Her top was too short for professional, in my opinion, and showed a small gap of her navel above her skirt. She was tan and toned, no doubt a fitness addict. Her blouse was tight and accentuated her beautiful breasts nicely. There was a slight hint of cleavage just below her thin black chocker necklace. She smiled at me as she approached; beautifully full lips and the whitest teeth you had ever seen.

“Is there anything I can assist you with sir? We are getting ready for takeoff momentarily. Would you like a drink?”

“Um yes that sounds nice. Whiskey on the Rocks? Oh, by the way, was I the only one that was upgraded to first class? I don’t understand.”

“You are not mistaken sir. This cabin is normally booked completely by one individual who was not able to make his flight tonight. He does not like to share the first class cabin with others. As such, we provide him with all the services we would normally give to the other passengers in this portion of the cabin. Do not worry. We will take good care of you on this flight in his honor. I will be back with your drink shortly and might I suggest you get some sleep as this will be a long flight.”

I couldn’t shake another uneasy feeling. Maybe I was just too exhausted. I placed my pillow between my head and the wall and was soon drifting off to sleep. The last thing I remember was the rumble of the jet engines powering up as we rocketed down the runway for takeoff. I drifted from consciousness before the airplane left the ground.

– – –

Dreaming. It had been so long since I had dreamt. Maybe I just never remembered my dreams. But I couldn’t help feeling so alert in this one. I was reliving my security screening experience. It felt so real. Her hands sliding on my cock. I was so relaxed. My mind drifted with excitement.

I imagined a different scenario with myself sliding out of the handcuffs and bending her over the bench, ramming my cock into her hot awaiting pussy. I grabbed her hips and rammed my cock into her depths faster and faster. She would meet my thrust with such vigor, her breast would start working their way free of her bra, soon swaying and bouncing with every thrust. Just as I felt my balls constrict, I would pull out and spray my cum all over her ass. My hand grasping and pumping my cock, working every drop out as my seed splashed against her cheeks and dripped down to her legs.

I had experienced a mind blowing orgasm but my cock wouldn’t soften. It stood at full attention, pulsing, wanting more, needing to be fucked. I felt so aware of my erection. It felt so real. Blood was filling my cock stiffer than I had ever felt. It was as though I would burst. I found myself looking down at my cock wishing for release.

There was a jolt and I opened my eyes. I awoke out of my still sleepy daze. My cock was bouncing freely at full attention; my pants open. Slight turbulence rocked the cabin. I looked right adıyaman escort and the brunette flight attendant was sitting next to me with her hand wrapped around my bulging erection, slowly jerking me off. I met her gaze and she smiled.

“Relax. I told you we were going to take good care of you.” Two other flight attendants were standing behind her in the isle. Both of their hands were on their breasts, fondling themselves. I couldn’t look away. I was again speechless but who was I to protest. The standing flight attendants moved their hands and slowly began unbuttoning their blouse. Soon DD cleavage was spilling over their bras. Both discarded their blouses in the seats behind them and unclasped their bra. Each slid their hands underneath their bra as it slid to the ground.

The ever slight turbulence to the flight made their glorious breasts bounce and jiggle between their fingers. Their thumb and index fingers playfully pinching their nipples. My brunette attendant was increasing her vigor on my cock. I felt my orgasm building. One of the blondes moved behind my seat while the other moved to meet my gaze head on. The one behind me leaned forward and mashed her breasts behind my head. The one in my front followed suit and pressed her breasts to my face. They both worked their breasts up and down my face. I finally managed to land a nipple between my lips for which I sucked hard.

The attendant working my cock leaned forward and took me into her mouth. She was soon bobbing up and down my shaft at a good rhythm. If this kept up much longer I’d explode. I nibbled on the nipple between my teeth and flicked it with my tongue. We both moaned together. I couldn’t help but be thoroughly taken by the experience. I was no longer in control. The brunette must have noticed I was getting close and took her right hand to fondle my balls, sucking harder on my shaft.

My orgasm built. Pressure rose in my balls and at the base of my shaft. I tried holding on, trying to last seconds longer. My hips gyrating my cock in her mouth. I broke. An explosion rose up my shaft and across my body. Every muscle in my body contracted and spasmed. I couldn’t breathe with the tit flesh against my face. I had died and gone to heaven. Even though my eyes were closed, I felt tunnel vision taking over me. Darkness overcame me and I was again asleep.

I had such a powerful orgasm that I passed out during. I must have been asleep for hours. I had never before experienced such pleasure. I couldn’t move. I heard some noise off into the distance, a ding. Sound gradually got louder, my consciousness returning. I was still sitting in my seat. I jumped and looked down. My cock was put away, where it should be. I looked around and tried to remember, was that real? Or was I just that exhausted that I dreamt the whole thing?

I heard the pilot’s voice over the PA, “Flight Attendants, please prepare the cabin for landing.” There was no movement in first class. Moments later we touched down and taxied to our gate. As we stopped, the front curtain opened and the brunette flight attendant walked toward me.

“Thank you for flying with us today. Please be sure to take all of your belongings with you.” She winked at me before continuing through the cabin and into economy class behind me. I was spent, both physically and sexually. It HAD happened. This was a story I’d hold onto forever. I stood up and pulled my luggage from the overhead bin.

“I wonder what would happen next time if I used my frequent flyer miles?” I chuckled to myself as I walked up the boarding bridge to head home.

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