Hotwife Story: Hotwife Air Lines
By Sportfuks
I had just finished a business trip in Brazil, South America and was flying back to the US on a major US airline carrier on my birthday of all days. I can tell you that the last thing I wanted to do was spend 12 hours of my life on an airplane, but I had no choice if I wanted to get home. I had tried to upgrade my seat from Coach to anything better, playing the Birthday angle. The counter agent told me that Business class and first class were full and I had no other options. As it would later turn out, even though my seat couldn’t be upgraded for my birthday, I did get special service…
This story took place in the Summer of 2001, before all the security changes, so I was able to mingle with the flight crew more than that’s allowed today…
As I boarded the plane and made my way back to coach and my seat, I was greeted by a cute thin brunette flight attendant in glasses and a mini skirt and a sexy light skinned black flight attendant named Angie. I was immediately infatuated with Angie. She was built like I like my women, curves in all the right places, she was very busty and the buttons on her shirt were doing all they could to contain her full breasts and she was wearing pants that showed off a very sexy, full round bubble butt that was made to look at.
I was one of the first people in my section to board the plane, and I joked with Angie and her flight partner that there had better be a cake baking for me, since it was my birthday. We talked for awhile and I even showed Angie and the brunette flight attendant my drivers license to prove that it was my birthday. Angie said that they would check to see if First Class was having any cake or pie with their meal and if they did, she’d get me a piece. She did tell me that in Coach they were serving steak or chicken and asked me which one I wanted, so she could make sure that I got it. I chose the steak. As people boarded the plane, I realized that I was sitting next to a mother and her son, who looked to be about 5, and sick. He was coughing the whole time they were walking down the aisle…
I stayed back in the flight crew service area for as long as they would let me talking to Angie, learning that she was married, she even had a picture of her husband on an ID tag on her purse, talked about Brazil, where we were flying from and shopping and the beaches. Angie said that she really liked the beaches and had finally bought herself a Brazilian cut bikini this trip and figured her husband would really like it. I gave her “the old once over look” and said “Ya, he’ll like it…” She just smiled a little naughty grin at my comment. I had returned to my seat just before take off. The kid next to me was going to be a pain. He was fidgety and coughing all over the place and his mother just ignored him. The start of the flight was uneventful and we watched a movie to start and then Angie and the other attendants started to serve the meals. I got my steak and Angie said that there wasn’t any cake, but she’d get me pie for desert from First Class, but I had to wait until they were done serving and picking up the trays before she could get it for me. We were now about 4-6 hours into the flight and most people were now trying to sleep after dinner and the plane was now dark, with it’s lights turned down.
I had almost forgotten about the birthday dessert that Angie had promised, and was trying to sleep, with the kid next to me coughing, crying and saying “Aqua mommie, Aqua” with his mother ignoring me, when the little brat squirmed and punched me in the face. I was about to say something to the mother about her son, when Angie’s flying partner, the Cute Brunette in glasses, leaned over to me and said, “Your Birthday present is in the back…” She smiled and nodded for me to follow her to the back of the plane. I waited for her to walk towards the back and then got up and followed her back to the galley area, which was literally in the tail of this plane. There sitting on a counter was a plate with a napkin over it and a fork beside it. The brunette walked back into Coach to check on the other passengers. I lifted up the napkin, and was startled for a second…there wasn’t any dessert on the plate…just the following items…1. A folded piece of paper with my name on the outside of it. 2. A pair of sexy white satin and lace thong panties neatly folded, which I unfolded when I picked them up to look at them, and 3. Pinned to the panties was Angie’s airline name tag…I quickly opened the note and read it. It said “please return the enclosed items to receive your birthday present, a piece of Birthday pie to the Coach flight attendant’s sleeping bunk located on the right side of the plane, just in front of the galley.”
I quickly looked around and noticed that just out of site from the rest of the passengers in coach, just off the galley was a small area with a curtain in front of it. I walked over to it and leaned down and started to pull back the curtain when Angie’s friend, the Brunette flight attendant walked up behind me and said, “You have 1 hour, enjoy your present.” The curtain pulled open from inside the compartment and there was Angie, laying on a little mattress with her clothes off except for a white matching bra to the panties I had in my hand. And let me tell you she looked good. I later found out that her breasts were 38 DD’s and she had the sexiest fullest nipples that I had sucked on in a long time. I quickly got inside the sleeping berth and Angie quickly fumbled to get my pants open, so she could “Blow out my birthday candle…”Her words not mine. I sat back and enjoyed her sucking on my cock, thinking, well this day started out sucking, having to travel on my birthday, not being able to get a seat upgrade, having to sit next to the sick, crabby kid, and now I was living out one of my ultimate fantasies, having sex with a hot flight attendant in an airplane. Angie alternated between short and long sucks on my cock, swirling her tongue around my cock head while squeezing my balls. I started to moan a little and she took my cock out of her mouth and said “SHH….Don’t want to disturb the other passengers.” Angie putt my cock back into her mouth and started to really suck on it, and took it deep into her mouth. She had one hand on my shaft, milking me and the other was squeezing my balls. Before I knew what she was doing, Angie had taken her hand off my balls and was working her index finger into my ass and started to play with my ass. I couldn’t take it anymore and I just blew my load into her mouth with Angie looking me straight in the eyes as she swallowed my load. She kept my cock in her mouth and kept sucking until she was certain that I was done and wasn’t going to come anymore. Angie took my cock out of her mouth and said “How’s that for a birthday present?”
I replied “Incredible…but you promised me a piece of pie…”
Angie just laid back and opened her legs and said “Do you like Chocolate cream pie?” I nodded yes and Angie brought out a can of whip cream from behind her and sprayed a line of it along her pussy and said “Eat up..” I spent the next 10 minutes eating one of the sweetest pussies I have ever eaten, maybe it was the whip cream, but I don’t think so… I started to get another boner and Angie handed me a condom and I put it on and crawl between her legs and started to pump into her. I had to be careful because the ceiling of this little room wasn’t very high and if I wasn’t careful I would hit my head. To keep me from hitting my head, Angie told me to suck on her tits while I fucked her. I was more than willing to do that. I didn’t last long and before I knew it and much too soon for my liking, I started to cum. Angie hugged me tight and gave me a wet French kiss and said “Happy Birthday, hope you liked your present…I never asked before we started, have you ever fucked a black chick before?” I told her that I had been with black women before, but that she was my first flight attendant! Just then we heard the Brunette flight attendant say, “You guys have fifteen minutes before Angie’s back on duty…”
Angie and I looked at each other and Angie said “My break time is about over…’ I asked her about her flight partner covering for her, and Angie replied ” I covered for her a couple of weeks ago. We were flying back from Paris and she fucked some passenger from Sweden on her break….So she owed me.” I then asked her about her husband and Angie told me that they had an open relationship, since she traveled all the time and that she was a hot wife, and that when she was home, her husband shared her with men anyway, so she was free to fuck whoever she wanted as long as she was safe and discreet about it.
I got dressed and then watched and helped Angie put her bra back on and then felt up her ass and fingered her for a minute before she put her panties back on. Angie then kicked me out of the crew sleeping bunk so she could finish getting dressed. I waited outside in the galley for her and when she came out she gave me a tight hug, smashing her big tits against my chest and shoved her tongue down my throat. I had one hand on her back hugging her tight and the other on her round ass playing with it. The Brunette attendant walked in, and said “Enough already, I’m on break. Did you flip the mattress? I want to sleep for a while…”
I returned to my seat for the rest of the flight and watched Angie walk up and down the Aisle, watching her incredible breasts bounce as she walked and checking out her sexy butt wiggle as she walked. Every chance she got while walking up my aisle she stopped and put her hand on my shoulder and gave it a squeeze.
The plane landed back in the US and after the plane had taxied to our gate and everyone was getting their luggage from under their seats or from the overhead bins, Angie walked up to me and handed me a little bag, which turned out later to be an air sickness bag, and said “A present to remember me by. Open it later, after you’re off the plane…”
Just then the crowd started to move and I was herded off the plane with the rest of the passengers. I walked up the gangway and into the terminal and stood off to the side and looked inside the little bag. There inside the bag was a pair of white satin and lace thong panties, with a red lipstick kiss and Angie’s gold airline name tag pinned to them. I didn’t know what to do, should I stay and wait for her to come off the plane or should I leave and go get my luggage. I finally realized that the panties were the end of it. A souvenir to remember perhaps my most incredible birthday gift ever, nothing more.
