Airport Sex - In Transit Room With A Real Angel
My dear …. Loving… ISS readers and ISS team… Greetings…. Your [email protected] is back with another real incident (from Bangalore), which I am sure will make you super hot. I was resting in business class lounge for my next flight, in a reputed airport. A customer care girl came (in white shirt with black over coat and in mini) and asked me: sir, I’m lekha, are you comfortable? I answered “yes”. Lekha: sir there is resting facility, sauna, massage, etc, newly introduced. Please come with me I can show you, sir. I thought, let me see … so, I started with her and told: oh..I see. Can you kindly give me the tariff card, I asked her – she readily gave it. While going thru the facilities, the announcement came that my flight is cancelled due to bad weather at destination. Lekha took special care of me & got me a deluxe, transit accommodation! Lekha (an indian) came and helped me totally. At the end after check into the transit hotel room, Lekha: sorry sir, my duty time is over. Can I help you in any other way (and a piece of paper was given to me, writing looking like mobile number) I looked at her face – smilingly she replied: sir this is my personal number! I could not believe. As a frequent traveller, my first experience. I asked: why this? She told, if you may need some help, I can come in 15 to 20 mins! I know your company well. I was shocked.. (you know I am a good fucker) I understood. I respectfully told her: then please come as soon as possible. She smiled wickedly & went. As a frequent flying professional I understood the game. I waited for her, after settling, taking a quick shower and changing my dress. After almost 20 mins, the door bell rang – I opened to see a totally different looking girl ! Black low cut tee (exposing her clearly visible huge cleavage) …burmuda.. A shuttle racket in her hand (for safety)!! Beautiful… “thighs” was most attractive.. Then her partly covered stomach. She came in & locked the door. L: how do I look, sir? I: I automatically opened my mouth, wooooww … great !!! {Let me just brief about this girl. A tall air hostess (almost 6 feet with her high heel, in early twenties) with little extra flesh, which will make you very horny!! Bobbed hair, facial done face, with bright eyes and sharp nose with really juicy lips, which are worth sucking!!! Although she was in uniform earlier, with an over court, her bonnet was projecting seductively. With partly exposed thighs (which spoke total excitement hidden) of course, her shoes covered her sweet leg (I’m not fetish – but I enjoyed that too – will tell you later} L: can I give a massage? (I was siting in the bed; even before getting my answer, she pulled out my tee & pushed me to the bed (I was just on burmuda). She guided me to lie down with my head down. She started from my shoulders down; although I could not see. She worked for few minutes on my back…. Then, she started with my buts & thighs and went down. She tactfully started kissing my knee and went down, sucking my foot fingers. My “cobra” started standing up. It was a very special feeling which I never had before – don’t know to explain it – she did certain magics… (I had hard time not leak off) Her hand, with aromatic massaging oil, she worked up my full leg. So sensuous that my cobra started pushing my buts up, really paining (hitting the bed). Her hand worked through toe to knee to thigh and to inner thighs. When she started with my upper thighs, tactfully, she made her hand to occasionally touch my balls, making my cobra still stiff. Then she asked me to turn around; she was holding a white towel and covered my cobra which was fully grown. She glanced at it and commented Lekha: sir, I am shocked to see this big a tool… She stood at my head side started with massaging my head, then chin, then through the neck to my chest. In between, she gave her fingers into my mouth and I sucked them. (she took it sucked them too). While bending down, her boobs were touching my head and while extending her hands to my chest, it was hitting my lips, through her white inner wear (I noticed that she did not were a bra). Purposefully, she started pressing her boobs on my mouth. Then she came to the side to massage my stomach. This time, I took my hands around her buts – slowly pressed it, over her mini (mini bermuda). She looked at me wickedly and smiled. She kept massaging my chest to stomach very sensually!! She took care of my nipples, by kissing too…then my right hand proceeded and run over her boobs! I could feel a good feast. As I touched it, she moaned …. Sssssss.. I was really hooootttt.. So I drove my hand under the inner and grabbed her left globe…oh..Dear…what I thought and the real size were different. It was almost like my wife’s (36dd) – huge one…. She moaned loudly and told: I will lose control… I did not stop, I continued playing with both the melons.. She adjusted her body for me for me to play with her huge globes. They were reasonably firm and with good sharp nipples. I could easily feel that she was going hot! She took the oil, lifted the towel & started to “love” my cobra. My cobra was lashing! Pulsing by itself!! She fascinatingly looked at my cobra and then smiled at me. She shook it for a while. Mean while I pulled her close to me and placed a deep kiss on her sweet, juicy lips. During the kissing, I managed to pull out her white inner – she was bare breasted! Alas! What a beautiful pair of globes (I have seen many, but this was really amazing!!!!!) I kept staring at it & she laughed: only looking ? I immediately pulled her to me and pushed her right mango into my thirsty mouth. I caught hold of it and first played with my tongue – then with my mouth & hands – then played with both. All the while she played with my cobra and hair. She was moaning reasonably loudly (in fact I was scared).