This happened to me recently and I have to share it with you all. Who doesn’t dream of having sex with an air hostess? I was always looking for my chance and finally, I was successful. The story begins in an airport.
I got down the flight in Delhi airport and had to take a connecting flight to Srinagar. The layover was for 1.5 hours. So, I thought it is a boring process to get out of the airport and go back in.
I happened to ask the hostess about how do I avoid it. She told me that I did not have to get out of the airport since there was a passage where I can continue my journey without exiting the airport. That was also the place where lots of Air hostesses gather to board another flight without exiting the airport.
I went there, got my security check done, and saw that the hostesses from my flight were also going to Srinagar standing just behind me. I kept my laptop in the tray along with my phone, wallet, belt, etc, and got my process done.
I was not carrying a physical copy of my boarding pass. Since these days everything is paperless, I had to show my boarding pass on the phone which was in the tray. The CRPF guy asked me to show once my luggage was scanned.
I went to pick my phone and at the same time, the air hostess was also exiting the women’s checking counter. I glanced at her and smiled. She smiled back and after showing my boarding pass, I continued walking just behind her.
I received a call from a friend who is in Delhi since I told him to bring some vodka. (I live in Ahmedabad so we are a dry state and in the first instance I landed in Delhi, my goal was to look for vodka – my favorite drink). I told my friend that I booked a 5-star hotel since this is a treat, I am giving myself so I will drink and party hard over the next few days like there is no tomorrow.
I was talking loudly so that she can hear me. She turned back and asked, “Oh, so you like vodka, it’s my favorite drink too.” I smiled and said, “That’s the first thing I’m going to do when I reach Srinagar”.
The air hostess said that every time she gets an opportunity to be on the Srinagar flight, she takes it because she gets to spend in one of the best places in the country. She said she was also on the flight to Srinagar and will stay there for one night since the next flight back to Delhi is in the morning.
Ours was an evening flight at 18.15 hours and she asked me where I was staying. I replied that I have booked a 5-star hotel and invited her to join if she does not have to stay with her colleagues for the night.
She replied, “I can join but will leave at 4 am since my flight is at 8 am.” I said, “Sure, why not.” And just like that, I invited the hottest air hostess to come spend the night with me.
About her, she was 5 ft 6inches, with approximately 38-30-40, and was looking smoking hot in her hostess uniform and make-up. We spoke briefly and she said that she had to get ready for the flight since the layover was only for 1 hour.
From her tall stance and slightly bulky body, I placed her figure at 40-28-38. Her boobs were massive but carefully packed inside her hostess uniform. She looked like a bomb and her height was around 5’7.
We boarded the flight and I was on the aisle seat in my row. I took row number 29 and she was also given the handling the rear end of the flight while taking off – this indicated that she will get to spend her time just behind me.
Row 30 was empty and my row 29 had a guy who dozed off in 2 minutes. I had my side (D to F) to myself.
The flight began and I opened my laptop. Since she was the only one behind me, she caught a glance at the contents. I was watching porn with earphones connected. I wanted to masturbate in the washroom behind mine initially but after meeting the super hot Indian hostess at the airport, I had a change of plans.
She peeped into my laptop and came to me to give water bottle (so that no one would get suspicious) and whispered, “What are you doing? What if someone sees?”
I replied, “That is why I picked 29 – so that only you can see.”
She saw the titles of my porn collection and was blown off. I quickly asked her, “Which one do you like?”
She replied, “Anything that can get you going for tonight.” I replied, “In that case, it would be your smooth body.”
She blushed and went back. I picked out one of the roleplays inspired by one of the porn videos to fuck her. We reached Srinagar. The gorgeous air hostess discreetly told me bye as I exited last from my flight and told me that she would be there in 2 hours.
I went to my hotel, got my drinks ready, and waited for her.
It was 10.10 pm. I got a call from the reception that one Ms. Priya (name changed) wanted to meet with me. Till then, I did not even know her name.
I told them to send Priya up. She knocked and I opened the door. She was looking so gorgeous in her silver saree and black blouse.
I grabbed her by her waist and placed my other hand just behind her head and smooched. We passionately kissed each other for five minutes. I was just going crazy with the perfume she used on her neck. I was just licking her off from behind her ear till the neck.
After about 5 minutes, we realized that the door was not even closed. We closed the door and she asked me what I planned. I said, “I’ll reveal one step at a time with every peg.”
I kept our glasses with pegs ready. I told her no matter what, she had to take only raw pegs right from the beginning. She said that she loved raw and always drank raw only. I was happy that finally there was a girl who loves to enjoy drinks the way I do.
On our first peg down, I revealed that we are going to play a game.
“Games. I love games,” the hot air hostess girl replied.
I said that it would be a rapid-fire game and with every delayed answer of just three seconds, I would strip her. If I delayed it, she had to strip me. We will be drinking one peg each after every strip. If one of us remains intact (meaning no stripping on the body), they will be the master and the other one has to become slut for the night.
I was super clear that I will become the master because I had my questions ready and can face any question related to sex. I just wanted to give her a chance to be my master – which I know will never happen.
She then smiled and said, “Then mister, I only have 3 lifelines” hinting that she was not wearing a bra. I grinned and made her sit on the sofa close to me.
My first question to her: Do your boobs have names?
She was shocked and was looking for an answer – in three seconds, I said, “Time is up and strip.”
I got up, put my hand inside the air hostess’s saree, and touched her. She took a deep breath.
I slid my hand through her thighs just feeling the length and softness and directly touched her clit and rubbed it a bit. This continued for five minutes. Priya took deeper breaths and was looking at me with a bitch face as she did not expect that question.
I got hold of her panty and pulled it. She did not hesitate as the rules were clear – “You lose, you strip.”
I smartly did not want to go for her boobs because that was anyway going to be the next and I was confident that she cannot answer my next question or any other question for that matter.
We had our next raw peg, bit a freshly cut lemon, and proceeded. It was her turn to ask. She did not think much.
Her first question to me: What is the name of your dick?
I replied, “Hulk” in just under 1 second.
Since I answered well in time, there was no stripping and no peg. She made a cute face asking if she could strip me. I smiled and said, “Not too fast, chick – rules are rules.”
However, I made her sit on my lap from the next question on and we kissed. My right hand quickly made its way into her saree again and was playing with her clit. This went on for another five minutes.
My second question to her: Name of your favorite porn actor?
She quickly answered, “That bald guy – his name begins with J or V something. I can’t recollect.”
The raw Vodka effects began to take over. I looked at her and she figured that I will strip her again. She raised her hands. Since the tipsy air hostess was sitting on my lap, the boobs just came into my face. I held both of them with my hands and did a motorboat. Those two melons were just popping up waiting to jump outside the blouse.
I took it off and played with her boobs. They were massive and had large light brown areolas. I was holding them, increasing my pressure as I held onto them. Then I took the right boob into my mouth and was just sucking the life out of it. Priya was also enjoying every bit and was shouting, “Harder harder HARDER!!!”
I squeezed and bit them. She was moaning with joy. It went on for five more minutes and we took another peg. She was just sitting there without her blouse or panty with just her saree. I was in my formals without losing a piece of clothing from my body. That made her angry but she knew the rules and could do anything about it.
I made her saree pass through the middle of the boobs so that both the melons are just clearly visible. She sat beside me trying to think her question after 3 pegs down.
Her second question to me: The name of the actress in my favorite erotica (not porn) movie?
I instantly replied, “Anna Maria Sieklucka, 365 days.”
She did not believe the answer and asked me to show the answer on Google. We did it and we both knew I won again.
Without wasting time, I proceeded to the last question for her which I know she again will lose and will be naked in the next 5 seconds.
My final question to her: Show me how does magic mountain sex position looks like?
She was like, “What? Isn’t it the name of a whiskey or vodka brand?”
I replied, “Nope, strip.”
She replied, “Sure master, I’m your slut for the night” and crawled toward me. We both had our next pegs and continued the night.
What happened after that, how did I strip and the roleplay we did will be continued in the next story.