Mari the flight attendant is having a very bad day. First she was very rudely awakened from a good dream, and now, two drunk passengers won't stop fighting! Mari comes up with a sexy plan to stop them... but will her body be enough to quiet both guys? 4,000 words. Contains m/f/m sex, double penetration, and a flight to remember! More
Mari closed her eyes and rubbed her temples. Think. It’d be a lot easier to think if her brain would just stop pulling up images of that dream. She was trying to concentrate, really, but through the fuzz of the alcohol combined with the intrusive flashbacks, her ability to think was rather impeded. All she could think about was the one guy’s ass, tight and round and displayed oh-so-perfectly in his tight jeans. Mari pictured him naked, lying on top of her just like in her dream, fucking her with reckless abandon like he’d never fucked before...
“I’ve got it,” she said with a grin.
Mari whispered her plan to Rob and Andrea, who, upon hearing her plan, immediately hurried to the front of the aircraft. They soon returned with both irate drunk men in tow. They both glowered at her as they dropped the men off at her feet, then retreated as fast as they could. Andrea was the last to go, and she yanked the curtain across the entranceway. Mari was now completely alone with the two men, who were looking rather confused. She sighed heavily.
“Do you boys know why you’re here?” she asked them. They shook their heads almost sheepishly. “You’ve been fighting, and the other passengers really don’t like that.” She put her hands on her hips. “We’re halfway into the flight now. How, boys, am I supposed to calm you down? If I don’t, the pilot will turn this plane around and land it back in America. And don’t think I’m joking, because this has happened before.” The guys shook their heads. “Well, if you don’t stay quiet, that’s what we’ll have to do.” Mari dropped to her knees in front of one of the men and slowly unzipped his fly. “You’ve both been very naughty boys.” She shimmied the man’s tight jeans and briefs down his legs. His cock was semi-hard. Mari grabbed it and deftly sucked the entire flaccid member into her mouth. Her tongue darted around the organ, gently encouraging it to swell and harden beneath her touch. She slowly traced her tongue up along the length of the man’s veined organ. When she reached his crown, she wrapped her lips around it and sucked it into her mouth. With one hand wrapped around the base of his dick, Mari slowly worked the hot throbbing organ down her throat. With some struggle, she forced the tip past her gag reflex, and filled her tight hot throat with his dick. The man groaned loudly as she enveloped his entire cock. He grabbed her shoulders and dug his fingers in. She took his entire length and slowly began to move back and forth across it. He pushed her gently, encouraging her to set a rhythm. Mari moaned into his crotch and sped up. She ran her tongue all over the soft skin of his tool, rubbing hard against the sensitive underside.
“Hey, what about me?” the other man, the brunette, complained. Mari heard the opening of a zipper, then felt a hand on hers. The man guided her hand up to his cock, and without breaking her stride Mari wrapped her fingers around the soft dick. She coaxed it erect, then pulled her mouth off the black-haired man’s cock, dropping a light kiss on the tip once it was out. Mari put her free hand around the wet member and began stroking it as she moved her face to the brunette man’s rod. He was much larger than the other guy, and she had trouble opening her mouth wide enough to accommodate his girth. His fingers tangled in her hair as she pushed down onto him. He was warm and slightly salty, with a drop of precum forming at the tip. Mari cleaned it off as she lazily ran her tongue along every bump and vein. Slowly, she swallowed his dick, though she couldn’t fit the entire thing down her throat. Her lips were stretched tight around his fat member. Before long, Mari was forced to pull herself off him, and, gasping for air, she returned her attentions to the black-haired man’s much more manageable tool. Relieved, she sucked him with enthusiasm, bobbing her head up and down as fast as she could.