Naughty Stewardess, in flight, and motel sex

I was reading some guy's account of an overnight stay in a motel and what he got up to, and I immediately made a connection, with his frustrations and feelings, I too felt like that on my many stopovers when I worked as a stewardess, and thought, "My God, if only people like us opened our room doors to each other, there would be no need for porn on the TV sets".

I was engaged as a stewardess and loyal to my partner in my heart, but there were times, if I were ovulating, my horniness was off the scale and I went looking for cock, usually with room service, or a crew member or fellow guest. I never let myself equate love and sex, I compartmentalized, love was in the heart, cock was in my pussy. In my years of airline service around the world, I was averaging over five years, 47 lovers a year, and I loved every minute of it.
Today in my late forties, I still have a very healthy sex life, thanks to my liberated views and willingness to try anything at least once.

The flight was late on arrival so by the time we got to the motel, almost everything was shut down for the night. There were eight of us in the mini bus going into the motel and the night clerk looked shattered when we arrived, I guess he must have been sleeping, but there was something about him when he handed me my key, my room was adjacent to the reception, and the rest of the crew were dispersed around the motel.

I was happy at the ease of being right there at my room. I went in threw my bag on the bed and kicked off my flats and massaged my feet for a few minutes. Got up and took off my jacket and undid a couple of buttons on my blouse. I went to the fridge to check for contents and saw only bottled water.
I had a few small bottles of wine in my bag so I opened one and drank it from the bottle while turning on the TV. It was just past one as the screen showed, and thankfully the sound was turned down, a fuck movie was on, and I sat down on the edge of the bed and finished my little bottle of wine, opened the second and toyed with the idea of masturbating with the bottle in my ass, as I reached under my hemline and touched myself.

There was a knock on my door and I got up and peeped through the peephole, it was the guy from reception. I opened the door and immediately saw him focus on my unbuttoned blouse, I was not wearing a brassiere, never needed to, as my breasts were small but firm, but my nipples were already in an excited state, and they stood out like twin beacons asking for desire.

I asked him what he wanted, already convince I knew and he replied he was checking to see if I needed anything, meaning booze for the fridge or his cock for my hungry horny pussy? "The fridge is empty", I suggested as he pushed past me and went into the room and straight to the fridge, opened it just saw bottled water.

I stood in front of him as he asked what it was I needed and I suggested Gin or Vodka, all the time forgetting he TV behind me and the porn flick playing in silence. "I'll check the stock and see if I have any freebies for you", he proffered and as I turned sideways to let him pass, I saw he was looking at the porn flick, "I saw this one, it's good", he said thickly and it all came together for me, after all these flicks were controlled from reception, he was giving me a freebie porno then hitting on me for a fuck. That was how I interpreted it and there was no doubting my need for a man at that moment.

"Don't be telling me the end, that might ruin it for me", I fired back, my own voice now sounding as thick as his and my nipples feeling neglected, "hurry back with the alcohol", I added as he walked out of the room, the bulge in his pants obviously growing as we both subconsciously accepted we were going to fuck.

I did not bother to close my room door as I made my way to the bathroom and stepped out of my skirt and stood in my stockings and garter belt and panties. I herd him knock and told him to come in, took a deep breath and walked out in my state of undress. He stood there transfixed , my panties were see through so I was hiding nothing of my goodies. He was holding a full bottle of Gin as I walked to the bed, sat down and immediately attacked his zipper, now straining with his erection behind it.

I had him in my mouth, and eased him to back of my throat and pushed him past my tonsils and into my throat, his bushy pubic hair covering my nose as I gurgled my delight and let my tongue swirl around his knob as my hand cupped his balls and massaged them.

I felt him grab my hair and start to get some rythem into my throat fuck, when I broke free, gasped some air, with seven inches of wet phlegm soaked cock in my face, "I'm part of this fuck too", I said getting up and stripping off my blouse and panties. He could fuck me in my stockings and let me cum, after that I was game for anything and told him so.

He left my room around five and told me how he always put the best looking girls in this room and had a high percentage success rate in screwing us, arriving tired and horny, and plying us with free porn and booze, most of us girls are willing, especially away from home and thinking we will never be found out.

I was on a long haul to the Far East and had just served dinner when it was suggested a crew change. We had been on duty more than twelve hours and needed a break. What was special about this particular flight was that my husband was on it, he was heading to the Gulf of Siam to work on a oil rig, and I had managed to get him an upgrade into business. I worked economy so I was limited due to the scheduling to spend much time with him.

When the crew changeover came I went to where he was sitting to say "Goodnight" to him, we chatted for ten minutes and made sure he had everything he needed and went off to catch some sleep.
There eight bunks in the upper section above Business class, and I somewhat excitedly climbed the ladder into the windowless tube with four floor bunks with heavy curtains along the floor.

I made my way down towards to front two where the curtains were open to indicate they were available. As I edged past a closed curtain I could hear the sounds of fucking, and I smiled, Alison had expressed the need for a good fuck before arrival and it sounded like she was having her wish.

I took the last bunk on my left and stripped off to my underwear, which was just panties as I never wore or even owned a brassiere. I hated sleeping in clothes, and pulled the duvet up to cover my breasts and peel off my panties when a figure was suddenly alongside me, to take the adjacent bunk. I my panties were mid thigh as I reached to close my curtain, when a small miniature of vodka was thrust into my face.
"Help you sleep", he said with a soft and nice accent, he was a trainee Thai Steward from First Class. I took the offering and introduced myself, while he started to undress. I opened the bottle and took a deep slug and felt the soothing fluid calm me, as I kicked off my panties at my feet, he was now in his tight underpants, on a very tanned lithe body, very different from my husbands white pudgy offering.

He suddenly reached into my space and to where my feet were and came back with my black lacy panties in his hand, "You don't want to lose these", he said his voice and breath even and warm. as I took them from him. My heart was pounding, my husband was two decks under me, what would he think if he saw me right now naked with a n Asian man bending over me, almost like we were in a Scandinavian double bed.
"I always sleep nude", I whispered, careful for the other occupants overhearing me, not that the two fucking behind me would care. As I spoke and downed the last of the miniature vodka, he slipped off his tight fitting underpants to reveal a very large erection, smooth and tight looking, cut beautifully, and as he climbed into bed I suddenly realised it was my bed and suddenly he was on top of me and inside me, having a really good fuck in my pussy.

I lay there letting hi have his way, all the time thinking it felt right and comforting, I loved having sex before sleep, my orgasms made me sleep easily, but the fact this stranger just came up and mounted me with such composite ease, in my space, with a miniature of vodka that cost under a pound, while my husband sat below me, I just clung on and enjoyed being fucked like that.

I arose before breakfast and switched into business, and served my husband, with a little more loving than normal. I could feel this Thai man's semen run from me, and when my husband asked me if I slept well, of course I said, "Yes", I was sleeping as he was fucking me with my curtain still open, the other two Thai men trainees were witness to our sex, apparently they masturbated as their friend fucked me, I wonder where their semen was ejaculated?