Susan’s pink panties

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

A provocative flight attendant showing off her pink panties and what followed as a result.

 

Those Enticing Pink Panties

 

 

I’d just landed at Logan International in Boston after a long but comfortable journey on a new Boeing 777 from Charles de Gaul outside Paris. I’d been fascinated by one of our gorgeous flight attendants who sat but three rows from me in a bulkhead seat facing aft. There was something mischievous about her with her slight smile and sinewy thighs so visible beneath her short skirt. I almost choked on my second and last martini when she demurely inched the hem up toward her crotch which revealed her pink bikini panties made more so when she opened her thighs wide leaving nothing to the imagination. Her mound pouted showing a little damp spot atop her pussy. She looked up and caught me looking right at her crotch and smiled that mischievous smile....and she opened her legs wider, seemingly just for me. 
 

 

 

I had, by this time, achieved a full-blown erection which was pressing hard against the front of my pants. Then I caught her brazenly gazing at my hard-on, her smile widening a bit with a look that said ‘oh, my! Did I do that to you?’ Her hand moved up to her lips, and she gave her middle finger a little suck. I about came in my pants! She slowly closed her legs and grabbed the microphone. “Good afternoon, folks. We’re in the beginning of our approach to Logan International, so get those tray tables stowed, seat backs fully up and seat belts securely fastened. My colleagues and I will be around shortly to collect trash and help anyone who needs a little assistance.’

 

No, my raging hard-on would not soften up, and I was having a bit of trouble fastening my seatbelt because of the burgeoning lump in my pants. Miss pink panties leaned over me. ‘Here, sir, let me help you fasten that.’ Her lovely long-fingered hands repositioned my belt, and in so doing, brushed the lump in my pants which made me twitch. She smiled that wicked smile again, gave the end of my cock one more fleeting rub and continued down he aisle. Her name tag, positioned just above her left tit, said Susan. I tried to relax, hoping my hard-on might subside before I had to get up and deplane. Crap! There was a shiny wet spot where a few drops of precum had oozed out. Fuck it, I thought. It is what it is.

 

Susan soon brought me my sports coat which with some relief I placed over my receding lump. I felt Susan’s hand squeeze my shoulder. ‘Anything more I can do for you, Mr. Talbot, before we land?’ I felt like putting my hand up her skirt and giving her a feel, but I just sat back and smiled. ‘I have to return to my jump seat and get ready for landing. Maybe I’ll see you again. I surely hope you’ve enjoyed your flight with us.’ Susan returned to her seat, her lovely tush swaying side to side.

 

The familiar chime rang out signifying our arrival at the gate. I waited for the woman seated next to me to get up, open then overhead bin and grab her small overnight bag. ‘Welcome to Boston! I’ll bet you’re gonna have a fabulous time here.’ I caught her taking an ogle at my tumescence and accompanying wet spot, smiling a bit. After she left, I waited for the rest of first class to empty and then slid out and grabbed my one bag in the overhead. Damn! Susan was at the door saying goodbye to folks. Evidently she’d retucked her blouse inside her short skirt because her small breasts pushed against the fabric. Her nipples appeared turgid...in fact I don’t think she was wearing a bra. My eyes locked on to those puppies, and, again she caught me ogling her pouting tits, A cups, I’d guess. As I exited the airplane, I felt a hand on my forearm squeezing gently. ‘You take care, Mr. Talbot. Enjoy yourself in Beantown or wherever your headed.’ That beguiling smile again. All I could think about was sliding my cock into what was underneath those pink panties!

 

I went thru passport control and collected my one bag at baggage, then headed for the hotel van pickup and got on the next Boston Logan Hilton van. Checkin was a breeze with Hilton Honors, so I picked up my room keys and headed to the elevators. Holy shit! There was Susan getting on the second elevator! Wondering if I’d see her in the cocktail lounge, I hurried to my room, quickly showered and almost masturbated I was so horny. The hot water softened by cock, thankfully, so I exited the shower and put on clean scivvies since I’d nearly starched what I’d taken off. Slacks, button down and a vneck cardigan, I headed downstairs for a much needed drink.

 

I found a table for two in the corner of the lounge and sat down. My waitperson took my order for a Beefeaters martini, straight up, two olives and a little wet. The first sip was so welcome! Then I sensed a presence to my right but smelled Shalimar before I turned to find Susan. ‘Mind if I join you for a quickie, Mr. Talbot? I could really use one right now, a drink, I mean...’ Susan snickered. ‘Please sit. I can use the company, especially a luscious woman wearing Shalimar!’ ‘You know your scents, it seems, and may I call you John?’ ‘Of course!’

 

‘You’ll find me quite frank and candid, John, and a bit horny at the moment, and did I mention forward?’ OMG! What’s gonna happen now?! I soon found out when she wrapped her long-fingered hand around my rock-hard penis and began rubbing my glans and frenulum. ‘Hmmm, feels like you’re a little frisky, too!  Are you gonna cum?’ ‘If you keep rubbing my cock, I’m gonna cum in my pants, for God’s sake!’ Susan wisely but disappointedly took her hand off my rigid cock. ‘I don’t have my pink panties on, John, but I am wearing a bright orange thong. Wanna see?’

 

She did not wait for my answer. She hiked up her skirt, slid back in her chair and thrust her pubis up where I could see her lovely thong, complete with a clenching cameltoe and silky wet spot. ‘Make me feel good, John, please, now.’ I looked around the nearly empty lounge, ducked under the table and pulled her thong down. Susan gasped as I put my tongue and face against her weeping cunt. She grabbed me by the ears and pulled me into her slippery, gooey sweetness. I licked, nipped her labia gently and got to her swollen clit which I none too gently lapped causing her to moan and utter fuck, fuck, fuck—I’m cumming, John, and I squirt! Her orgasm was tumultuous, and I felt her liquid warmth spill over my face. It took her a full minute to stop clenching her cunt open and shut and her rippling tummy to calm down.

 

‘Oh, my, John Talbot, I haven’t cum that hard ever, ever! You’re a dear man, but you haven’t been fully satisfied, have you? Should I do you here or in my room? I really want you to fuck me silly!’

 

We stumbled up to Susan’s room, and by the time the door closed behind us, she was braless with her soaked thong down around her ankles. She yanked off my shoes and pants and pulled down my scivvies, my cock sproinging up slinging drops of precum. ‘Gimme that thing, John...I’ve just the place for that.’ She pushed me down on her bed and mounted me, grinding her silky, wet cunt onto my penis and then just undulating. I didn’t last two minutes...I filled her pussy with hot ropes of cum and then lay there, letting my still-clenching cock soak in her warmth. I whispered in her ear, ‘that’ll teach you what happens when you flash your red panties at me on an airplane!’


Submitted: April 05, 2021

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VanillaEssence

Breathtakingly sexy.

Wed, April 7th, 2021 7:47am

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I’d think this would motivate you to get some red panties and spread the joy! Thanks for your response...

Wed, April 7th, 2021 4:39am

Amy F. Turner

Dreamy dialogue, there my friend and a hot encounter if ever there was one. Well done!

Sun, April 11th, 2021 7:58pm

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Mwah! Grateful, Amy, for your nice words.

Sun, April 11th, 2021 1:15pm

DampKitten

Wow, that was really well written! I don't fly much, but I'm familiar enough to recognize your descriptions of things and how the system operates. I've never flown first class, but I understand the stewardess knows the names of her passengers and uses them frequently as a form of extra personal service.

Description and dialogue are excellent here, sir. My only technical suggestion would be to space between speakers so as to more definitively identify who is speaking and just open up the piece aesthetically. Your vocab is intellectual and imagery is fab. I love the expressions.

It's a quick piece that could actually be expanded with more sensuous detail, but it's alluring just as it is

Sun, April 11th, 2021 9:23pm

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Meg, you are one sweet, yummy lady! It’s such a thrill to have a top notch writer find some good stuff in one’s piece. Thank you.

I don’t think you’ve seen the last of Susan in her pink panties (or without!).

Much luv,

John

Sun, April 11th, 2021 4:16pm

Joex

Great story. Why do these things never happen to me and I’ve been through Logan a few times!

Wed, April 28th, 2021 5:09am

Very wet

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Strap this lovely on!

Tue, June 15th, 2021 8:58pm

kalelthemith

That's a climactic storyline.
Well done.

Sun, June 27th, 2021 1:23am

H-J Furl

I felt every thrust! Hot story!

Fri, August 20th, 2021 10:48pm

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Yep. Susan is simply a constantly horny woman! And I knew her back in the day. We did manage to really get it on!

Fri, August 20th, 2021 4:23pm

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