Bienvenue dans le Mile High Club

Bienvenue dans le Mile High Club

Mile High, anyone?  One would think joining a club, any club, would be a…conscious effort. Not some random act, with some random guy, on a random flight, Oui? I am the head-Hostess for our fancy-ass airline. So, on my not random flight, wearing my traditional travel attire, white silk button front blouse, navy high-waist pencil skirt, worn mid-thigh, navy thigh high stockings and navy Manolo Blahnik 5″ stacked heel pumps. Our hair is up-swept and held in place by a french comb, much like the french Twist.

Mid-thigh skirt? Well, it’s so the lucky man I choose can, fuck my pussy while fingering my ass before drinking my pineapple flavored juices;  thus, joining my personal Mile High Club. That man will be advised via these simple words being breathed in his ear, “Bienvenue dans le Mile High Club, Monsieur”. That would be followed by a sly smile, with bitten bottom lip and a quick raise of my eyebrow before slowly dancing my body back up the aisle toward the bathroom of First Class.

Today’s choice for the Red-eye flight from Charles de Gaulle to JFK, was Monsieur Henri ( he actually said Henry, (Ah! Americains! – LOL).

Henry didn’t exactly catch on when I rubbed my finger against the back of his tanned knuckles and I handed him his coveted Croizet Cuvee Leonie. I guess the brainy types don’t necessarily know when they’ve been made. So, what’s a thoughtful air-hostess to do? Well, I leaned into him to get the spare pillow from the inlaid wood bookcases built into each bank of seats. My braless tits pressed against his cheek. It was innocent enough…for me.

Pulling back with the pillow, I found Henry in need of some special resuscitation efforts. His tanned face had gone ashen and all he could manage to say was that my perfume was intoxicating. I smiled and bit the bottom lip again before casting him a sultry look through my tangle of eyelashes.

“Perhaps you should go splash cold water on your face?”

I managed in pretty good American English, but still thick French accent. He stumbled to his feet like a drunk, only I knew he wasn’t. He had said the smell of me was intoxicating…Maybe I should rethink my choice of new member. But, he was as fine as hell and he smelled pretty edible himself. I watched him stumble off to the bathroom.

Seconds after the door was pulled closed, but before he had the chance to flip the “Occupied” sign, I slipped in behind him. Henry didn’t try to hide the shock, the way he’d tried to deny that rock hard cock sticking out in his pants. I slammed him against the only free tile wall (so familiar with that wall!) pulling his shirt out of his pants as I pulled them down in one fell swoop. Hungrily, I pulled that magnificent cock from his pants so that the pre-cum was like a teardrop on the head. I hungrily lapped it up paying close attention to that spongy head. I love to nibble very gently on that…He pushed the entire length of him down my throat; his hand gripping my throat as he stroked.

I knew he could feel every movement with his hand in place.

Henry was a magnificent lover and it proved that he must have had some expertise in fucking in tight quarters! He bent me over and fucked my ass, while three fingers played inside my dripping pussy. For my part, my fingertips played and pulled at my “harder than rocks” nipples. And after spilling his hot load in my ass, I let him pull out, followed by copious amounts of cum running down the backs of my thighs. I managed to get that fatty down my throat, languishing in the taste of my sweet ass on his dick!

Henry came a second time while I fucked his ass with my tongue…buried as far in him as I was able…I have a great tongue! The second one was my personal milkshake. And I slurped up every drop. What? Did I neglect to mention being a cum-aholic? Hi. My name is Joey. And I’m a heavy drinker. LOL

Wondering how we made a graceful exit from that bathroom? Call me, I’ll give you details to tender for here. What?!?  It’s NOT like I’m a fucking NUN! Giggle

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Joey PSK

Hi. I'm Joey. That THING going bump in the night and under your sheets. I enjoy all role-plays and fetishes...The naughtier, the BETTER! I'm a French-born, bilingual, wild-child! Talk with me and you won't believe the outCUM! If you're looking for the kinkiest girl you'll ever know...Call me! 888-553-5493 http://www.phonesexkingdom.com/joey/ UrGuiltyPleeaazurez@gmail.com

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