John

The trio laughed and joked with each other, and Ryan was glad that he had his serving tray down, as his cock was like a column of steel thinking about making it with the sexy blonde stewardess. It was the type of thing you read about in a skin mag. And that sexy southern accent! He wondered what she'd say when he was fucking her from behind. He hoped she’d be back soon. John and Steve traded comments on the hot looking Asian attendant. Her legs looked sexy in the black nylons and heels that contrasted so sharply with her pink uniform, as did her raven black hair, which she wore up. She walked pass them and then back again. As she walked by, she winked, and ran her tongue over her lips in a very provocative manner. It looked as though they all might get laid before the flight was over if they were lucky.

As Ryan scanned the tops of the seats, he saw that what Alex had said earlier was true there was only a handful of passengers on the flight beside themselves. Perhaps twenty, too bad it was such a short flight to Cancun. He wondered how many might be attractive and easy. A grin spread across his face. He was getting way ahead of himself. He had an appointment in the rest room with Alex, the stewardess with the nice, round ass. His daydream ended, when another gorgeous figure in a form fitting pink uniform stood in the aisle before them and leaned in towards them.

A fair skinned girl of about twenty, with a heart shaped face, and deep blue eyes looked them over with a bright smile on her face. Her black hair was short and very curly, and her eyeliner and mascara complemented her natural beauty, rather than overwhelming it. As did the glossy red lipstick she was wearing. Her pink blazer was cut low on her chest, and as she bent towards them, they got a nice view of the tops of her large, round breasts. When she caught them staring, she laughed, but made no attempt to move. “Hi guuuys!” she purred.

“I’m Vanessa. I’ve been hearing about you from Alex and Mai. They were defiantly right. You’re all very cute.” Ryan sensed that she was choosing a partner from among them.

“Since we have so few passengers on this flight, I thought I’d get in on the fun too.  Feels like years since I’ve been fucked by a nice stiff cock.  She grinned.  “I bet you’re all nice and hard aren’t you?  It makes me wet just thinking about it.”  She looked up and down the aisle, the curls on her head swaying to and fro with the movement.  Grabbing the hem of her pleated pink skirt, she quickly pulled it up to her stomach.  Her suntan toned stockings were held up by a white garter belt, and the sheer matching panties she was wearing had a large wet spot at the crotch.  Through the sheer material they could see that Vanessa’s pussy was covered in thick, dark hair like that on her head.  Ryan thought he could smell Vanessa's arousal.

‘See? I got so horny thinking about it, my pussy got wet and steamy.” She dropped her skirt back to its former position. Leaning in close to John, she moved her face inches from his.

“Follow me to the rest room at the rear of the plane. That is if you want to fuck.” Turning on her three-inch heels, she walked slowly towards the rest room.