Airplane Wank story

“Please hurry up, I must make the early flight.” The
taxi just did not seem to be able to go fast enough.

“Look mate,” the burly, sour driver exclaimed, “I am
doing my best but I can only go so fast in this
traffic.” End of discussion. I looked around to see if
there was a gap in the traffic in the next lane, when I
noticed two women in a car coming alongside the taxi. I
had a good long stare at them as their car pulled next
to and then past the taxi. Luckily they were not
travelling much faster, which afforded me the
opportunity to have a good long gawk.

The blond driver’s face was hidden and the passenger
was a brunette with a cute small face that was very
pretty. Unfortunately they took no notice of me and
soon their car had passed us and disappeared into the
traffic.

Eventually we arrived at the airport. I jumped from the
taxi after paying the driver, giving him too big a tip
for the miserable trip I had just endured, grabbed my
suitcase and ran into the airport building. Pushing and
shoving everyone in my way I dashed for the check-in
counter, just in time to hear the announcement that the
counter had closed for my flight. Ignoring the other
passengers in the queue I headed for the front. “I have
to be on flight 520,” I shouted at the check-in
hostess.

“Excuse me sir,” she answered sweetly, “but that flight
is closed, and I am serving the people in this queue.”

Well no amount of pleading helped and eventually I got
a reservation on the next flight, two hours later.
Nothing left but to find a pub and have a drink.

* * *

The place was pretty crowded but eventually I got a
beer and as I brought the refreshing drink to my lips I
nearly chocked on it. There was the brunette from the
car that had passed my cab sitting on a bar stool about
twenty feet away. Although I could only see her in
profile I knew immediately that it was the same woman.
She had a on a dark jacket, short skirt and dark sheer
pantyhose.

As I stared at her she turned toward the door and the
movement caused the skirt to ride even higher on her
thighs. My eyes were immediately attracted to the hem
of the skirt hoping to catch a flash. She was obviously
expecting someone and was studying the entrance to the
pub.

I for my part was studying the view of her full thighs.
My mind started wandering and I was imagining the juicy
wet twat hiding away between her legs. In my mind all
the other people in the pub had disappeared and all
that I could think about was a wet cunt.

After a while I became aware of the fact that I was
staring. At the same moment I looked up and saw that
the blond driver of the car standing next to the
brunette and they were both looking at me in a curious
manner. The brunette stared into my eyes and I flushed
with embarrassment.

Caught in the act. I was so flustered that I was quite
paralysed. As my mind was trying to kick into gear, the
brunette’s legs parted and I had a lovely view right to
the juncture of her thighs.

While I was too far away to see her pussy, I could see
a dark patch covered by pantyhose. I looked up at her
face and she had this faint smile, then she slowly
crossed her legs again. The blonde woman then leaned
closer and the two of them shared a private giggle.

Gulping down my beer I ordered another one and avoided
the two women. I regained my composure and turned back
toward them and realised that the blonde had now
positioned herself on a bar stool. She wore a pair of
tight white pants and dark blue t-shirt. Her tits were
nice, round and not too big and it did not look like
they were depending on a bra for support.

The brunette had turned on her stool so they were
sitting next to each other at about a 120 degree angle
and both were faced toward where I was standing. As if
on cue I looked at the blonde’s face and holding my
gaze she looked directly at me. Try as I might I could
not do anything but stare back as if I was under a
spell. Out of the bottom of my eyes I could see her
uncross her legs and leave them slightly apart. Not
really noticeable to anyone except me.

I then nearly fainted as I watched her right hand slide
along her right thigh and touch her pants right at the
end of her zipper. Her one finger slowly ran down the
seam of her pants between her legs and her hand reached
across to the counter and picked up her drink. All the
time she held me in her gaze. She sipped her drink and
then the two of them burst out laughing.

Realising that I was the butt of their joke I turned
away and picked up my beer and drank it. Looking around
the bar I saw no-one else even remotely interesting.
Fucking bitches I thought. Try as I might I just could
not look away for long and found myself turning in
their direction again.

As if they knew that I would turn around again the show
continued. Brunette again. Looking at me she unbuttoned
her jacket. Underneath she wore a cream coloured silky
blouse. Pulling the sides of the jacket away I could
clearly see her tits. They were much bigger than the
other woman’s and I would see that she had a bra on as
the blouse was quite sheer.

To the casual observer she was reaching into the inside
pocket of the jacket, but as I watched she cupped her
left breast with her right hand and gave her nipple a
hard squeeze between her thumb and forefinger. The
little bud reacted straight away and pushed up against
the material. She reaching into the pocket and on the
way out her hand caressed her nipple again. By this
time I thought my cock would explode and I could hardly
contain myself any longer. I had to turn away.

“What’s the point of us flashing you if you’re not
going to take notice?”

I spun around and there they were standing next to me.
I waited for the earth to swallow me up – but nothing.
I didn’t know what to say.

“I think he’s a mute,” the blond said to her friend.

“N-no,” I stammered. “J-just caught totally unawares,”
was all I could manage.

“Maybe all the blood rushing to his cock has stopped
his brain working,” the brunette answered and the two
burst out laughing.

Never had I been more embarrassed. Luckily the pub was
noisy and no-one seemed to be taking any notice of us.
I turn away and order the drinks. After paying, I took
a deep breath and turned back to the women. I
introduced myself and got their names, funny, they
actually looked like an Amy and Anne, which was what
they said their names were.

“Thanks,” they replied in unison holding up their
drinks in sulute. We raised our glasses and all said,
“Cheers,” together and my eyes were immediately drawn
to Anne’s still hard left nipple.

“Bet you would love to suck on that, wouldn’t you,” Amy
said.

“Do you two read minds?” I enquired.

“Sorry,” Anne answered, “but you’re just so damn
obvious. But you surprised us when you kept turning
back for another look. Most guys don’t keep looking.”

“Come on,” I exclaimed. “The only guys who would not
stare back at you tow would be either gay or blind.”

“Rubbish,” Amy answered. “Most guys shit themselves
when women take the initiative and we’ll prove it to
you.”

With that Anne walked back to where she had been
sitting, picked up her barstool and brought it over to
where we were. I went to get Amy’s chair for her. Anne
positioned herself so that she was sitting facing the
door with us on either side.

“Right,” Anne said. “Watch.”

After a few minutes a single guy came towards the door.
He was dressed in a suit and he was about 45 years old.
As he entered he noticed Anne who turned to me and in
the process opened up her legs. While I was dying to
look at her pussy I forced myself to look at the guy.
His face turned scarlet, he turned to his left, nearly
fell over a group of people, excused himself, turned
around and walked straight out of the door.

“He was old,” is all I could offer as an excuse for his
behaviour.

Well to prove me wrong Anne flashed two other guys, and
while they both still walked into the pub they were
obviously embarrassed and both turned away. I for my
part was so horny that I would have fucked the crack of
dawn.

“Ok you win,” I said. “So what do I have to do for
losing?”

Amy immediately said, “What time is your flight?”

“Just over an hour,s time,” I answered.

“Where are you going to?”

“Paris,” I answered.

“What is your surname?” Anne asked.

I told her and without answering, Amy jumped up from
her stool, grabbed Anne, said, “Keep our chairs,” and
off they went.

I was too flabbergasted to respond but did look around
the bar. One of the guys who had been flashed was
looking at me but otherwise it was normal.

* * *

They came back about fifteen minutes later and Anne
announced, “You have two new travelling companions.”

I could not believe it. “W-what do you mean?” I
stammered.

“We’re going to Paris after a few days in Amsterdam but
now we go there first.”

“Do you mean you have changed your flights just for
me?” I asked, totally confused.

“Don’t be too flattered,” Amy said, “we’re flight
attendants on holiday travelling around the continent
for two weeks. Whether we go to Paris now or later is
no big deal. Anyway we must go and board now.”

***

When we got to the boarding gate I found that I was
seated between the two of them in the last row of the
plane. The flight was not very full and when I enquired
how come we were seated together Amy answered, “Being a
flight attendant has its advantages.”

While we were still on the ground Amy went off with her
overnight bag and Anne and I sat down leaving a seat
for Amy on the isle. When Amy came back she had changed
her pants for a wrap around skirt with the flap in the
front. I thought that was interesting.

We made small talk and soon the flight was on its way.
We were served our meals first and soon the attendants
had passed our row. After we ate Amy again stood up and
took our crockery away leaving just our drinks. “What a
pleasure to have passengers like Amy who clean up after
them,” I remarked to Anne. She just laughed.

Amy returned holding two small blankets that the
airlines pass around. Leaning across me she gave one to
Anne. Anne turned to me and said, “See who you can make
cum first.”

I was startled and turned to look at her and noticed
that she no longer had the pantyhose on. She must have
taken them off when they left the pub. I realised that
she was totally naked under the skirt. My cock
responded immediately.

“Well, would you hurry up!” Anne smiled at me.

I tentatively reached under the blanket and touched her
leg and I felt her muscle tense as she opened her legs
as much as the seats allowed. Her legs were smooth and
well rounded. I could not believe that this was
happening. I moved my hand slowly up her leg and
touched the hair between her legs.

Looking at her I saw her close her eyes and let out a
sigh. I needed no further prompting and moved my middle
finger down her pussy. She was slick with moisture and
as I pushed down my finger slid down between her lips
and rolled over the button of her clit. Amy nudged me
with her elbow and I realised that I had ignored her.

Turning slightly to my left, I took my left hand and
pushed it between the fold of Amy’s skirt and reached
around to her cunt. She too had no panties on. She
looked at me and gave me a lewd smile, put the blanket
over her lap and ran her tongue over her lips. I pushed
my finger straight into her soaking cunt. My finger
slid up to the knuckle into her juicy pussy without any
resistance. Sliding my finger out I moved up to her
clit. Getting my rhythm I started stroking both women
together.

Leaning back into my seat I looked around. Most people
were still busy eating or waiting for their plates to
be cleared away and therefore no-one was walking
around. Even if they had looked at us the blankets hid
what my hands were doing. I turned to look at them. Amy
was looking at me and when I turned in her direction
she rolled her eyes and again ran her tongue over her
lips. She just looked so fucking sexy when she did
that. As we looked at each other she started moving her
hips in time to my finger movement.

Turning to Anne I saw that her eyes were shut and she
was obviously close to cumming. I let my right hand
push further down her pussy toward her ass and I could
feel that her cheeks were tense. Splaying my hand out
wide I could feel the tension in her legs as well. She
was very close now and she was soaking wet.

This was turning me on so much and I could not wait to
feel them cumming all over my hands. It was easier with
Anne as I am right handed and I took two of my fingers
and rubbed them hard over her clit. Her pussy hair was
soaked and I could smell the sweet smell of her cunt
from where I sat.

Concentrating, I took her clit between my two well
lubricated fingers and squeezed it gently. That took
her over the top. Her whole pelvis area rose off the
chair. As her cunt walls started squeezing together I
put my fingers in as deep as they would go.

Anne forgot completely about the blanket and grabbed my
hand as I extracted my fingers from her dripping cunt
and moved my fingers in circles around her clit. She
had her head thrown back and a look of utter ecstasy
was on her face. As she was cumming I was moving my
hand over her entire cunt area and my fingers were
rolling the folds of her cunt lips and forcing them
apart. This was so awesome that I forgot completely
about Amy.

I remembered her when I heard a low moan come from her
direction and as I turned to my left I felt her pussy
start its spasm. Her orgasm was alot quicker and she
thrust her hips at my fingers as I rubbed them between
her clit and the back of her cunt. My fingers easily
slid around her pussy as I pushed first one and then
the other finger deep into her hot wet cum soaked cunt.
After two further spasms her hips relaxed and she
looked at me. Her face was flushed and there was a
slight sheen on her neck.

As I was about to bring my hands out of their laps I
saw, out of the corner of my eye, a male flight
attendant standing next to Amy. Glancing down at her
lap I saw what he was looking at. The blanket had
fallen off Am’s lap, her legs were splayed part and my
hand was visible between the fold of her skirt. As a
reflex action I pulled my hand away exposing Amy’s
glistening cunt to the attendants gaze.

Amy, quick as a flash replaced my hand with hers and
dipped her middle finger into her juicy cunt. She
extracted the wet glistening finger and brought it up
to her mouth and sucked on her finger. The attendant
just stood rooted to the spot and stared. To break the
spell I asked him to please bring me a drink. He seemed
to welcome the opportunity to leave and rushed away. I
meanwhile realised that my cock was nearing a point of
exploding and that I too was about to cum straight
away.

Anne then dropped a bombshell. “Thanks, that was
great,” she said.

I replied, “Now I want to take you back into the toilet
and fuck your brains out!”

“Oh, did we not tell you, we’re both into girls only.”

“Bullshit!” I exclaimed. “How come you let me just
bring both of you off?”

“Oh, it’s okay for you to touch us, but no fucking,”
Amy chipped in. Now I was about to go mad. Just then
the attendant returned with my drink and then scurried
away.

Two seconds later the announcement to fasten our
seatbelts and return to our seats was made. I had not
realised that we had already started our descent.

“Anyway,” Anne said. “There’s no time even if we had
wanted to.”

True enough the plane was a buzz with activity as the
crew cleared away and did whatever they did, just
before landing. I did not believe what I was being told
and I told them so.

Anne spoke up and said, “When we land we’ll see what we
can do about the pressure building up in your balls.
Now stop thinking about it or else you’ll have to walk
through the building with your prick sticking out.” She
smiled and chatted to Amy about what a pleasant flight
she had and whether Amy had enjoyed the meal.