 Let's see, .one .. two (oh good, a steward).Three. Damn, only one man, two women! Oh wait, that one woman just left and here comes another man dressed like a flight attendant. Good!
I take my assigned seat. While I wait I key a number of phrases into my PDA. The flight attendants take their spiel positions and I become eagerly hopeful. The front door closes and I realize that my best hopes have come true. Only about a quarter full and three flight
attendants. Serving drinks and what passes for a meal will be over and cleaned up very quickly. Lots of free time and an open, unused galley this flight! WOW, how did I luck out like this. Master will be so hard when he reads what happened! I smile in glee. He has assigned me my quota, and I must meet it or be punished. Not that that would be bad either, mind you!
I have three hours.
I radar the cabin for my first target. THERE!
I pick up my pillow and move over next to him, one row up and the other side of the aisle. Nice looking, shy, not too tall, nice chest too!
I scroll to my test message that reads "Sir, I cant talk. Would you mind if I sit with you and hold your hand, flying terrifies me really bad!" My eyes beseech him in my best look of terror. How can he turn down this frightened tiny woman?
The plane shudders as the tug backs us away from the loading ramp.
I place my hand in his as his startled look takes in my body and face. It is written all over his face, Can this truly be happening to me? he is thinking.
I smile my most beguiling smile and place my trusting frightened little head on his big strong manly shoulder. He knows that he can now stare at my exposed cleavage without my seeing him do it. His breathing rate increases as he feels my nipple massage his bicep as my body trembles. He watches my other nipple harden and press the fabric of my sweater into an exposed dimple.
As I tremble against his arm he watches my breast slowly emerge from behind my sweater, until he can see my pink areola and then soon thereafter my hard extended nipple pops out and winks at him, just resting there on the tip of my naked breast as my head is on his shoulder. My other nipple slowly rubs his bicep as my terrified breathing moves it about
I turn to him so he can see my frightened face as I reach to his inner thigh to hang on better as we spool up for take off. My eyes beseech his protection as we accelerate. As the plane rotates my hand grips his hardening shaft within his trousers and my fingers curl around him there. His face is in rapture now. An involuntary grin softens his face into a caring, bug eyed softness.
I hang on tight until we are well off the ground then slowly my hand around his cock relaxes and begins to nervously caress his manhood there
His breath is ragged as he dares not ask me to let go because I am his fair maiden that needs him so right now.
Besides my quivering, nippled, naked, exposed breast has him fully entranced. There is no longer other people on this flight with us. Only him, and my needy body.
I raise my head and tilt my face to his ear and breath into it, simpering as if to say "Thank you so much sir, I am so scared, please put your arm around me!" My breast rides against his arm and my hard nipple goads him.
What can a real man do but protect this fair maiden? After all, her poor breast is fully escaped from its protecting garment, I must be here to take good care of her, and protect her exposed flesh from the other mean and awful men on board
 My lips brush his ear lobe.
I twist while I lay my head against his shoulder as his arm settles in around me. My breast is now fully exposed to his and anybody else s eyes.
"Umm, maam, ummm, well, maam,. Umm." He just can't say it can he
He points at my exposed breast with his chin, but of course I cannot see his face while my head is buried in his shoulder. Both my trembling hands are tied up clutching to him anyway. His cock is rock hard now, a perfect tool to grip and protect me as my fear causes me to tremble and my exposed breast to jiggle seductively.
Torn between protecting my body from others eyes and making me let go of him, he chooses the more gallant alternative and his hand reaches over and gently tucks my naked breast back into my sweater.
It of course pops right back out and it felt so good and the fair maiden did not object to his touch, so he again places it back into its protective sweater. It pops back out like an unruly child. This time he leaves his hand upon it to hold it where it belongs, no longer exposed to the public scrutiny of the rest of the passengers.
His face flushes and his manhood begins to pulse.
My ragged breath in his ear and my close pressed body and tight grip seems to say to him "Thank you sir, I am too scared to let go of you sir, please hold me tight and protect me "
He relaxes somewhat as he realizes that he has performed the right and gallant deed.
My hand strokes his shaft in my nervousness and he begins to tilt his head back as his control slips away. His shudder is long and very intense as he spews his cum into his trouser leg.
"You are now free to use your carried on items " he hears none of it as his breathing slows and he opens his eyes to see the very wet trouser leg that has caught his spew.
I raise my PDA and profusely thank him for helping me through this take off that has scared me so badly. My hand inadvertently drops to the wet spot and in shock I type in my profuse apology for causing this embarrassing event to transpire
He reads "Please sir, you have been so kind to me, let me help you with this, come back to the lavatory and I will clean you up and take care of you."
He thinks for a fraction of a second, then nods and places his hat over his wetness and we get up and walk to the rear of the plane, to the restrooms located there. I open the door for him and he steps inside, then I press my body against him and shut the restroom door, then carefully lock it behind us.
"I point to the seat and he sits there as I unfasten his belt, unzip his fly and tug on his pant legs. He raises himself and I see for the firs time what I had been toying with. Not bad actually!
I put his trousers in the sink and kneel before him, kissing his cock and licking the cum from him. My eyes meet his, and his shocked face says "Oh GOD woman, what you do to me!!!" He stiffens as my mouth takes him inside. I suckle with my eyes closed and he enters my throat. My swallowing muscles caress him there and within seconds he again spurts, this time into my body. I slow my suckling and pull back until his cock head is in my mouth. I move my tongue ever so softly and gently around his glans as he continues to dribble his cum inside me. Only moments later he is flaccid.
I raise my skirt and show him my body, her tiny clit pierced with a stainless steel bolt running through the hole. A fresh hole and it is still very tender to his gentle touch. I open my sweater to his eyes and he reaches for my beauty and caresses me as his eyes dwell upon them. I move forward and offer them to his mouth. His eyes glaze over as his lips widen and my nipple enters his kiss.
I reach between his legs and I feel the first signs of stiffening as he suckles upon my breast. With the softest of touches I coax him and am rewarded by the rising of his penis. I smile onto the top of his head. Soon his shaft is hard and I lower my body onto his cock, gasping in pleasure as its head enters my craving wetness.
With a soft exhalation I sink to his pubic bone, feeling his length inside me and the swelling of my body around his hard shaft and head. I rise and fall on him as I feel his cock head expand my tunnel with each pass. I work my interior muscles, powerful and practiced, and his eyes glaze over again with the lust of the married man out on the town for the first time. His mouth kisses my breasts with each pass, and his hands caress my nipples with a frantic begging for release.
He begins to shudder and I allow myself to join him in ecstasy, our bodies jerking in counter rhythm and my cunt clenching and sucking him until his body has gifted me with all of the cum remaining in him.
I lay his head back against the bulkhead and rise off his body, turn to the sink, wash his trousers, and then blot them as dry as I can get them.
I kiss his forehead and caress his cheek and lean to his ear and breathe there kissing him softly within his opening, saying in my silent way, "Thank you sweetheart, you were great!"
I unlock the door, and leave pushing the door closed behind me. Thank fully no one is waiting yet
The flight attendants are just starting at the front of the plane with the food and beverage carts. My timing is perfect.
One down, two to go. I smile as I visualize Master reading my email telling him that I have accomplished his edict. He will have to choose to punish me, not be granted that right by indolence on my part I can feel my impending victory.
 "My friend is sitting here and he needs a dinner too, please!" My sweater is casually open and my cleavage is easily visible to the flight steward as he reads my message
I type "Please put mine over there, where I sit."
"Maam, you sit over there but he sits over here? What is going on here?" His eyes are on my bust, and his instincts are telling him that there is a little pleasure mining possible here. At worst a little gossip, but who knows .perhaps a lot more than that!
I show him the PDA which now holds "I can t talk. I was trying to join the three mile high club but you have to cum to join it right? And he aaaah didn't get me there. Any other ideas on how I can join?" My eyes beseech him in desperation and he can sense my need. His eyes fall to my bosom that is now half visible as I lean forward toward him. I raise my eyebrows suggestively and move the tip of my tongue along my upper lip in a manner intended to clearly suggest that sex was what I needed from him.
"Well maam, if you were to join me back in the galley after we finish our drinks service, I am sure that I could introduce you to the club, sweetheart."
I show him my next prepared text message "Do you think I could join the double three mile high club today, tonight, later, in the galley, you know, with you AND him?" I gesture toward the other flight steward.
"Sweetie, he's gay, but I will ask him if he is interested."
I scroll one more down in my PDA "Or someone else that is D&D free, know what I mean?"
He smiles his white dazzle and winks at me, then places my dinner' at my location and moves on. I move back to my own seat and hope that the poor'..I wonder what his name is..man is OK. He is still in the bathroom for god
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