Okay, before I continue with stories of my earlier life, I need to speak a little about what happened to me recently, just to give you a contrast and show where I am today.
So, I’m flying to germany. It’s not important why and where exactly, but it was a damn long flight. Luckily I was going on one of those airlines (don’t say which) that hands out free drinks during the entire flight. I don’t drink alcohol for quite a while now, so I stick to juices. And since everything is free, I’m not the only one getting refills. I’m sitting next to a german who kept drinking incredible amounts of vodka and got more and more talkative – and unintelligible – with time.
Anyway, what goes in, must come out. Sadly, I wasn’t the only one feeling that urge: There was a long queue already forming in front of the bathroom. “Okay,” I think, “there’s gotta be more than one on this plane.” So I go down the aisles through some other compartments where things didn’t look any better.
I finally go to the business class section. You’ll notice it right away: Different carpet, different seats, broader aisles and somehow quieter. I must’ve looked a little lost, as a stewardess asked me right away: “Kann ich helfen?” I explain that the WC’s in the other abteilungs are all besetzt and I was just looking for a free one.
For some reason she can’t let me into the business class, which seems to be a little embarassing to her. So she wants to help me anyway and takes me to the side. “Kommen sie mit.” I follow her. She’s a little small and wears little makeup, as seems to be the case with most germans, but she’s cute. The dark dress looks good on her, and her hair is decently cut and braided. And she’s got that submissive air that people in helping, service-oriented jobs (nurses, stewardesses, maids, etc.) often do.
She’s leading me to the side, where a closed door with the label “personal” is, fishes a key out of her pocket, and unlocks it. She’s smiling insecurely and puts a finger to her lips, indicating I need to keep quiet about this, and then opens the door slightly. I smile back and slowly squeeze past her, while my hand brushes across her breast as if by accident. She looks at me surprised, I look back unflinching. My hand rests a little too long on her tits. She notices I’m serious and her submissive side comes forth.
She follows me into the tight attendants-bathroom and pulls the door close behind her. I grab her and place a kiss straight on her small mouth. She begins to shake slightly, for fear or excitement, I don’t know. When I let her go, she closes the door behind her while I gently run my fingers through her hair and whisper into her ear: “Ich muss pissen.”
“Jawohl,” she answers and looks at me devoted and somewhat clueless. “Runter,” I say. She slowly slides down my body and kneels on the floor as I push my skirt up. I pull my panties to the side and press her head against my pussy. She hesitates, but then starts licking across my labia. I sit down on the toilet seat and spread my legs further, while the tip of her tongue circles my clit.
Finally I can’t stand it anymore. I look down at her, with her red colored hair between my legs, the nice airline uniform still neat while she’s licking my cunt, and then I squirt at her. A hot stream rushes out of my hole and she jerks back surprised and gasps for air. My piss soaks her white blouse and at first it looks like she’s about to run, but then the submissive in her comes back and she opens her mouth and lets the pee run inside.
It takes a while until I’m done, and I spray all across her face, her hair, her jacket, see it run down her body and collect on the floor. She swallows a bit, but not nearly enough to stay dry. When the pressure subsides I lead her hand to my sphincter, which got all wet from the pee already. She cautiously inserts a finger and starts fucking me. I grab her arm and move it faster, until she understands that I need it hard. So she takes two fingers, then three, widens my anus and fucks it hard. I squirm and moan uncontrollably. No clue if anyone heard us, and I don’t care either. I have my ass cunt served by that stewardess slut, whatever the cost.
Shortly thereafter I come already, my whole body shaking and I feel my lower body tense. My sphincter grips her fingers tight and I wank my clit until it glows. Then I sink back. I feel her fingers sliding out of my anus and look down. She smiles at me happily and licks the slime off my pubic hair. I caress her hair and kiss her.
Before I went back to my seat, she gives me a card with her phone and email on it. The rest of the flight I keep wondering if she’s got any dry clothes to change into or needs to continue working soaked in my juices.
Mmh. Saw japanese girl at the airport. She wore thigh high leather boots, a tight top and ultra short khaki pants. Would’ve liked to check if she’s unshaven like most asians, but she was gone too soon. Oh well, masturbated in the bathroom. Lucky me, I keep my porn collection on my phone. #pussyhappy
I’m still surprised and excited myself when I think about what happened then. As I was typing this, I kept having to play with myself, but before I could continue here, I had to give it to myself first.
So Xi was opening her mouth, and as horny and wild as I had become I keep grinning at her sheepishly and suddenly can’t do it right anymore, but suddenly something like electricity ran through my body, and I just let it out. I feel it pressing out of me and close my eyes at first. Then I’m looking down, where a broad stream from my wet piss cunt hits Xi straight in the face. It just keeps running out of me and her face, her hair, the sofa, her dress, everything gets soaking wet. And really, she’s swallowing. The little pig swallows what I squirt into her face. It makes me so horny that I kept rubbing my clit like crazy and come almost instantly.
I pull her head into my crotch and press my cunt hard onto her face, so she’ll remember, who treated her like this, so she could soak in my smell, my taste and smear my juice all over her. She doesn’t seem to notice much of that anymore, and as I let go of her, she sinks down onto the sofa and starts snoring. Just fell asleep, wet as she is. I take my panties, leave the apartment quietly and drive home. Whatever was happening to me, I felt my life wouldn’t be as it was before.
I still have the bottle.
When we reached her apartment, I almost had to carry her to the door. Inside, she fell on her pink leather sofa and didn’t move a muscle. Normally I would’ve gone home then, but since the events in the car I wasn’t normal anymore. So I think, since we had already begun to let it all out, I might as well do so myself. I dim the light and take off my panties, before climbing on the sofa with Xi and spread my legs across her face. Unlike her I don’t shave “down there” – well, legs and so I do, but not the pussy – and my bush is poised right above her face.
I know she must’ve noticed, or at least smelled that I was there, but she’s not moving. So I grab her long black hair and pull her head closer to my pussy. She’s wimpering a little from pain, but doesn’t struggle. “Lick me,” I whisper and move her mouth to my labia. She starts moving her tongue a little along them and caress the clit, but doesn’t seem to be fully there anymore. That’s when it got to me for the first time. “You little dirty sow,” I whisper. “You little pig pissed on me while I fucked your arsehole. You like that, yes? You like being dirty?” I pull her hair back and hiss at her. “Open your mouth, cunt sow.” Xi opens her eyees surprised and looks up at me, but actually opens her mouth.
I freeze. All this time I thought she forgot about me. But she knew I was there, she knew it was me reaching between her legs. “Just you wait,” I thought. “Enjoy it!” Because the time had come for harder measures. I bend far across her and see the bottle laying on the floor. She must’ve let it fall. I reach for it and pick it up, it’s all slippery and wet after being bathed in pussy slime and pee, and seems to be a little full still. I lick across the neck and taste Xi, almost as strong as she smells. Then I squeeze the bottle in the dark between her butt cheeks below her pussy and start to push.
No clue why I thought I could get it in like that, but Xi seemed relaxed enough and I wanted to show her, after she’s played with me like that. So I pushed harder and harder and Xi held her breath, but pressed against it until I felt the tip of the bottle slide inside her. I started fucking her with it slowly and rub her clit along with it and she started moaning louder and louder. I remember being surprised, as I thought having a bottle in her ass would hurt more than it would feel good, but she was really getting into it. So I got harder and faster and fucked with the bottle into her asshole while I rubbed her clit. Then I bent down further and started licking her cunt while I continued to fuck her. It didn’t last long, because soon after that I felt her shake all over her body and scream suddenly, when a warm stream hit my mouth. She had an incredible orgasm and squirted the rest of her pee into my face. I didn’t know something like that was possible.
Xi collapsed moaning after that, the bottle still firmly in her anus. I pull it out slowly and sit back up, looking at her. She seemed satisfied. “Happy birthday,” I thought.
Oh boy, it’s always the same with sex story portals. Either they’re corporate and so softened that you can only read them to fall asleep, or they’re private and chances are you’ll get a lot of spam and hit on. Hard to find the diamond in the rough there.
Nothing wakes you nicer than a finger in the butt. #goodmorning