1. Mile High Sluts - Part 2 of 2


    Date: 11/24/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    trembled all over, and while I lay there, pressed into the mattress by her body, almost at the point of exploding in a devastating climax, she twitched and sighed and rode out the waves of her release. We dozed off just like we were. I felt strangely comfortable underneath Amelia, held in place by her weight, so I simply wrapped my arms around her and enjoyed the feeling of her skin on mine. * * * * A soft, tinkling sound stirred me from my sleep, and I blinked my eyes. A pretty, young woman with caramel skin and almond eyes, dressed in a tight-fitting blue uniform, stood just inside the door, a small bell in her hand and a smile on her lips. “Ma’am,” she said to Amelia, then nodded towards Jimmy, “Sir. Your flight will board in forty-five minutes.” Amelia rolled off me with the soft sigh of someone waking from a pleasant dream, completely ignoring the fact that the huge rubber dildo was still attached to her front, and smiled at the woman. “Perfect, then we’ll have enough time for a nice shower and a snack. Thank you!” She reached over me and nudged Jimmy. “Come on, lazy boy. Let’s get cleaned up!” Then she looked at me for a moment, then back at the Asian girl. “What about the slut?” “Her flight will leave twenty minutes earlier. She must leave with me now.” She stepped forward and held out a blue dress I hadn’t noticed her carrying. “Can’t I…” I started to say, throwing a glance at the shower. “There is no time, and it has been requested by a passenger that you not ...
    shower. They are aware of what you did here.” “Oh,” I said somewhat stupidly, sitting up and reaching for the dress while I fought the blush that made my cheeks burn. “Crystal!” Amelia’s hand gripped my shoulder and turned me to her. For a moment, something flickered in her eyes, something powerful and possessive. Then she buried her fingers in my hair, pulled me towards her, and her lips were on mine and kissing me with nail-curling intensity. My heartbeat and breath sped up. “I hope I’ll see you again,” she purred into my ear when we had to come up for breath. “You intrigue me!” “Yes!” I moaned a little too loud and eager. “Yes, I’d like that.” And for a second I considered just going with her, wherever she was travelling, and forgetting all about my meeting with John. “Thank you,” Jimmy whispered into my ear and got up from the bed. I could only whisper back, “No, thank you!” before he was up and strolling across the room. “What about my own clothes?” I asked the Asian girl. “They will be brought onto the flight,” she assured me. “But now you need to hurry.” I climbed off the bed and unfolded the dress. It was smooth and shiny - and made from rubber. It was, I realized when I scrutinized it a little more closely, a flimsy parody of a flight attendant’s uniform. I squeezed into it. While it had a collar that ran around the neck, the front was cut out so it exposed so much of my breasts that my nipples were just barely covered, and the hem ended only an inch below my buttocks. The ...
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