1. First Class - Part 2


    Date: 11/7/2014, Categories: Bisexual, Author: blin18, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    Spike looked at Bob sitting opposite him in the anteroom. “BJ69,” Spike laughed, shaking his head slowly. “See? I told you this would be worth the wait.” Bob had been increasingly concerned that something was wrong as the ten minute wait stretched to twenty minutes and then almost half an hour. Spike reasoned to the contrary: a longer wait was good news because the girls were making more thorough preparations. As they waited, Bob had finally come clean and told the whole story about his flight from Sydney; how Celeste had conspired to spill water on him, feel him up and then herd him into the tiny airplane bathroom with Vicky where he had lost his virginity. Well Bob, you didn’t exactly reveal that bit, but hey, it’s not like you’re under oath, right? This revelation gave Spike even more encouragement. Celeste was clearly a master game-player, he reasoned; and they were in for a fun night, providing they played along and gave her every opportunity to execute her plan. As they stood up, a door on the other side of the room opened, seemingly on its own. Bob and Spike went to investigate, but there was nobody there, just a corridor decorated to look like and air-bridge. They followed the corridor and turned the corner revealing another short passage way and what looked very convincingly like a bridge into an aircraft cabin. Both girls were inside the cabin, smiling and standing with hands clasped in front of their tiny, navy blue mini-dresses. Bob thought Vicky looked nervous; ...
    he could see that her cheeks were flushed and her breasts – tightly bound beneath the gold buttons of her uniform – heaved with her rapid breathing. He stopped momentarily to admire the long curves of her legs, propped up on high heels to lend shape to her tight calves and small, round bottom; he could see so much of her long, slim thighs that he could scarcely believe that her panties were not visible beneath the mini-dress. “Keep walking, mate,” Spike breathed from behind him. “You’re part of the show now, so play your part.” Bob walked onto the bridge and then stepped into the cabin. “Welcome aboard, sir,” Vicky stepped forward, embraced him and kissed him deeply on the lips. Bob responded, parting his own lips and meeting her tongue with his, detecting a foreign but not unpleasant taste on her lips that was not the champagne they had been drinking. Lip gloss? He didn’t think so. “May I take your coat, sir,” Vicky husked, breaking the kiss but continuing to stand with her breasts pressed into his chest and one hand on his bottom. “Uhhh? I’m not wearing a …,” Bob began before he felt a poke in his back from Spike. “Oh, I mean, of course. Thank you, miss.” Vicky unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it over his shoulders, taking the opportunity to run her hands over his bare chest and back as she did so. With the shirt off, she kissed him softly on the lips again and said “Come with me, please. You’re in 1B; I’ll show you to your seat.” They stepped past Celeste with a smile and ...
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