First Flight – Back Home

This story follows on from my story First Flight and for a full appreciation of the characters I would recommend you read that first. However if you really can’t wait…..

A flight crew have returned from the Canary Islands where they had a two night layover

Gavin Phillips, newly qualified pilot, drafted in at the last minute.

Sarah Hardcastle Senior Captain and a bit of a ball buster by reputation

Jason, bi-sexual Purser.

Karen, Tina, Julie, Stewardesses.

Karen sat quietly in Gavin’s car on the way home, her mind unsettled. Although she’d told everyone her husband had been called unexpectedly into work, it was not true, she knew exactly where he was, with that blowsy tart of a mistress of his. The affair had been going on for months now, she’d discovered some messages on his phone a while back, but had not confronted him, thinking it was just willy wandering and it would blow over but it hadn’t, either that or this was a new one.

Their sex life had been unloving for a long while now, he was always complaining that her work was driving them apart, either away or working unsociable hours, but deep down she thought that both of them knew their marriage had run its course. Still she’d remained loyal to him, she’d not taken up any of the many offers she’d had to share a bed whilst on layovers, not all the stewards were gay, there was always some action to be had.

She’d been sorely tempted by the offer to sleep with Gavin, but didn’t really want to be the third spoke in that particular wheel, she knew just how adventurous Julie and Tina could be, and she had always been more the ‘meat and two veg’ type lover. Not that she was averse to a bit of kink, but not sharing with two others.

So she’d asked Gavin for a lift home, it was true she did actually need one, and as he lived close by it was not an inconvenience. The question running through her mind now was should she take it further. Her husband wouldn’t be home for hours yet and there’d be plenty of time. Tina and Julie hadn’t stopped gushing about what a good time they’d had and now she wanted some of it for herself.

When he pulled up outside her house, she knew she had to make a decision quickly and suddenly there it was out in the open, she’d asked him inside for a quickie. Quite why she’d used that word she didn’t know, she didn’t want some quick fuck, she wanted to make love slowly and languorously, to have him explore every part of her body and to feel him inside her. She also realised she knew nothing about him, yes the gossip was that he was single, but perhaps they’d got it wrong.

So when he just sat there and looked at her she felt rather foolish, even more so when she realised that she’d put her hand on his thigh and was practically touching his cock. Then a smile had broken out over his face and he’d replied, “I think I’d like that very much, except…..” here it comes she thought, the polite refusal, “…….I’d rather take my time over it.” Relief flooded through her and she wondered what she should do next.

He came to her rescue, “Why don’t you grab your case and go inside, I’ll find somewhere to park the car and come and join you in a minute or two?” She scrambled out of the car, all fingers and thumbs and pulling her case from the boot, opened her front door and went inside. The place looked as though no-one had been there since she’d left two days before, the bed hadn’t been slept in, so her husband must have been staying with her. Perhaps this was it, perhaps he’d actually left. No time now to find out, there was a knock on the door and she opened it to see Gavin standing there, he’d taken off his rather obvious pilot’s jacket with its gold rings and was just in his shirt. He’d even removed the epaulettes from the shoulders. She let him in without a word and closed the door behind him.

-o0o-

As befitted a pilot of her rank, Sarah had a privileged car parking space and she found her dark blue BMW easily. She slipped off her jacket and threw her hat onto the back seat, loading her case into the boot. The car started and she listened to the purr of the silky smooth engine. Noises were ingrained into her, anything off key usually spelled trouble and she always had one ear open for anything amiss. She belted up and started the drive home. It wasn’t far, she lived in a village about half an hour’s drive away, just enough to enjoy the car, and not too far to be an inconvenience. It would be good to be home, the two night layover was a welcome break and she’d had two very enjoyable nights, but there was nothing like your own bed.

Gavin had been a revelation, not only was he a very competent pilot, he’d proved to be an exceptional lover, taking control and bringing her to several very satisfying orgasms. She’d been tempted to ask him into her bed for the second night, but she could see that the two stewardesses were lusting after him as well, and it was good for morale. She giggled at the thought, perhaps the company should izmir otele gelen escort introduce mandatory sex on layovers. Mind you it was pretty much obligatory anyway.

So she’d taken Jason into her bed. He professed to be gay, but she knew he enjoyed a good fuck in a pussy as well, but she’d given him a treat and had let him fuck her arse. Gavin’s half-hearted attempt at anal had whetted her appetite and Jason was very, very good at back door sex. They’d used plenty of lube but she was still a bit sore, so she’d have to take it easy for a day or so she thought.

The masturbation session in the cockpit was totally out of character, if anyone found out she wouldn’t just get the sack, she’d lose her pension and probably find the story splashed across the front pages of the tabloids. Still, Gavin wasn’t going to say anything, he’d be in the same boat, and no-one ever listened to the Cockpit Voice Recorder. What was it about young Gavin that she found so attractive?

The thought of the sex she’d had and that glorious wank in the cockpit sent a little twinge down to her pussy and she found herself pushing downwards in her trousers, feeling the tightness against her pussy. Never mind that, focus on the road.

She pulled onto the drive of the cottage where she lived and saw the windows all open, good, that meant her sister with whom she shared the cottage, was home. They were very close and she always missed her when she was away. Her sister, Mary had had a rough ride with a former husband and Sarah had taken her in, finding she actually liked sharing with her, none of the problems of a husband who wanted to control her. Freedom to fuck who she liked without any guilt and still always a warm welcome home.

Speaking of which she saw her sister at the front door and she got out of the car, the two of them meeting in a warm hug and a kiss on the lips. “You look in pain?” questioned Mary, a look of concern on her face.

“It’s nothing, just over did it a bit. I’ll tell you later. Right now I’m looking forward to getting out of these,” she indicated her uniform, “and into the shower.”

“You do that, there’s plenty of hot water, and I’ll pour the G&T’s. You’re not flying for a bit are you?”

“No, I’ll be alright with a couple and a G&T right now will go down very nicely.”

Sarah made her way upstairs to her bedroom and started to strip off her clothes, hanging the uniform up carefully, admiring the four broad gold stripes and star on her sleeves. She’d worked bloody hard to get where she was and she was proud of it, and more to the point she didn’t care who knew.

Off came her uniform shirt and she unsnapped her bra and let the girls free, running her hands round them to restore the blood flow. If only she didn’t have to wear one of these contraptions, just as legs swelled up on a flight so did her tits, making her bra tight. She brushed her fingers over her nipples and felt a little shiver go through her, running down to her pussy. Stop it, she commanded herself, you’ve only just got home. She slipped off her panties and examined the gusset, seeing the light staining here from her leaking pussy after her masturbation session. Her mind turned to seeing Gavin’s cock spurting into his handkerchief and she wondered if he’d got the same problem with his boxers.

-o0o-

Jason’s lift was waiting for him as arranged, a fellow steward with whom he’d struck up a relationship. They didn’t live together, but it was becoming quite a feature in his life, both of them spending increasing amounts of their spare time with each other. They didn’t get to fly together any more, their seniority forcing them apart, but the home comings were pretty enjoyable.

Simon got out of his car and the two men gave each other a man hug, refraining from kissing in public, but exchanging brief kisses when back in the car. “Good trip?” enquired Simon.

“Yes, pretty good, some newbie pilot who Sarah took a fancy to. Judging from the way he looked the next morning I think she wore him out. And before you ask, no I didn’t, he’s very definitely straight and took on both Tina and Julie the next night.”

“Left you on your lonesome then.”

Jason felt a bit guilty, and decided to confess. “Not exactly, I had a royal command from the delectable Sarah.” He looked across at Simon and saw a brief smile flit across his face.

“I know what you mean, I’ve had a few of those. Mind you she’s got a nice tight arse, and her pussy’s still pretty good.”

Jason could certainly agree with that, when he’d got to her room the previous night she was waiting for him, sitting up in bed with her bare breasts above the covers, nipples very prominent. She’d put down the papers she was reading and watched as he’d undressed. Although he was mostly gay, the sight of a naked female could still excite him and his cock was sticking out straight in front of him. She’d told him she wanted him to fuck her arse and he had been very izmir rus escort willing to oblige, leaving her purring with delight as she’d frigged her pussy to orgasm afterwards.

Still that was last night, and he was looking forward to spending some time with Simon. They pulled up outside his flat and Jason asked Simon if he’d like to come in. Simon agreed willingly and together they climbed the short flight of stairs to Jason’s flat. As soon as the door was shut Simon had Jason pinned up against the wall, mouth seeking mouth, tongues fighting. Jason could feel the hardness of Simon’s cock pressing against his own, and much as he’d enjoyed Sarah, he knew that he’d enjoy this more.

-o0o-

Julie and Tina made their way from the shuttle bus to where they’d parked their cars, as chance would have it, fairly close to each other. “Got anything planned for the rest of the day Julie?” enquired Tina.

“Not much, I’ve booked a massage the local Spa, that’s about it, then kick my shoes off and relax. Probably have an early night after last night.”

“I know what you mean, I’m knackered as well. Wish I’d thought to do something like that, I could do with a few knots being worked out.”

“Why don’t I see if I can get you fitted in, we’re allowed to bring guests occasionally. There’s some pretty good masseurs there, always left me feeling good, if you know what I mean.”

“That’d be great, there’s no-one at home waiting for me.” Julie pulled out her phone and Tina watched as she spoke into it, half listening to the conversation.

“No problem, all fixed. We’ll have to share the couple’s room, but I don’t suppose you’ve got any problems with that have you?” Tina shook her head, thinking of all the times they’d been naked in front of each other, sometimes edging into shared intimacy as they had the previous night, when they’d both been fucked by Gavin, and Tina smiled as she remembered the taste of Julie’s pussy as she’d licked it whilst being fucked from behind by him.

Tina followed Julie in the car until they arrived at the local Golf and Country Club, a rather grand name for it, but it had a Spa and Wellness centre together with a small indoor pool. They went in together and were ushered to a medium sized room with two massage beds in it. The door opened and a man came in, dressed in a tight white tee shirt and white trousers, they looked to be elasticated as they could see the outline of his cock through them

“Hello Julie, good to see you again. Don’t tell me, you work together?” he joked as he took in their uniforms.

“Hello Dave, yes this is Tina, we’ve come straight from a flight, so we’ve brought our civvies to change into afterwards.” She indicated their small cases.

“OK, no problem. Peter will be with me, so I’ll leave you two to get undressed down to what you feel comfortable with, and I’ll bring Pete in shortly.”

He left and Tina looked around, there was no separate changing room, but there was an area with some chairs and hangers and they moved over to it. Julie peeled off her jacket then her blouse as Tina followed suit. Both wore quite substantial white bras as mandated by company policy, then they unzipped their skirts and draped them over the chairs. Tina was surprised at Julie’s panties, they were pretty racy, almost a thong.

“I’m surprised you’re wearing those, I thought we were supposed to wear something more substantial.”

“Yes, but who is going to check, I can’t see Jason wanting to do an ‘undies’ examination can you?” Tina sniggered at the thought of their gay purser lifting their skirts to check their panties, then was shocked as Julie slid her thong down her legs leaving her naked.

“Don’t you leave your panties on?”

“Only if I’ve got my period, Dave’s seen my pussy lots of times.”

Tina hesitated for a second, then shimmied her panties down although she wasn’t entirely certain she was doing the right thing. It wasn’t so much that she didn’t want to flash her pussy, more that she could get quite turned on during a massage, and she didn’t want to be leaking everywhere. Still she didn’t want to feel different.

They lay back on the massage tables, arranged side by side and draped towels over their breasts and crotches, although these actually hid very little, Tina was sure her pussy was completely exposed. There was a knock on the door and it opened to admit Dave and another guy whom he introduced as Pete. He was a similar build to Dave and dressed in the same clothes, his cock also outlined in his trousers.

“I see,” observed, Dave, “it’s one of those massages you want is it?” Without waiting for an answer he moved over to Julie. “Pete will do you Tina if that’s OK, just shout out if you get uncomfortable with anything and we’ll stop. OK?” Both girls nodded and he instructed then to turn over onto their fronts.

-o0o-

Karen found herself just standing looking at Gavin, should she just lead him upstairs, or offer izmit escort him a drink or something? “Are you sure about this Karen?” asked Gavin kindly, “We don’t have to. We can just have a drink or something if you want to talk.”

“No, I’m sure,” replied Karen, her resolve returning. “Let’s go upstairs.” She took him by the hand and led him to her bedroom, she briefly thought about using the spare room, but it was a bit junked up and anyway, she wanted to fuck him in their bed. Once in the room Gavin pulled her into a clinch, then bent his face to hers and kissed her on the lips. She found herself responding, he was gentle and she found herself enjoying the kiss. His tongue pushed against her lips and she parted them, allowing him into her mouth, then meeting him half way, her tongue darting out.

They broke apart and she unbuttoned her jacket, sliding it off her shoulders, and started on the buttons of her blouse. Gavin reached out and took over from her, deftly undoing the buttons, exposing her bra encased breasts. Delicately he pressed his face to them and kissed them first on the exposed flesh, then over her nipple which she felt go hard under her bra. He slid her blouse off then reached behind her to unfasten her bra. Automatically her hands went to the front to clasp it to her breasts, then she allowed it to fall away.

“You have lovely breasts Karen,” complimented Gavin, his hands cupping them, fingers brushing over her nipples sending little tingles through her body. He pulled his hands away and began to undo his trousers, kicking his shoes off at the same time. She found herself unzipping her skirt and stepping out of it, then they were both standing there in just their underwear. She could see a tent in the front of his boxers and she wondered what his cock would look like. She’d not seen one other than her husband’s for many years and she’d almost forgotten how they looked.

Gavin put his hands to his waistband and pushed them down, his cock springing free, standing proud from his body. It looked very nice, she thought, not threatening, the head just poking out from under the foreskin. She wondered if she should suck it, but before she could do anything, Gavin took her by the hand and led her to the bed. He sat down on the edge and pulled her to him, then hooked his fingers into her panties and pulled them down.

Instantly she felt exposed and wanted to cover herself with her hands, but Gavin pulled her into him and pressed his face to her chest. She felt a mouth engulf a nipple and once more a tingle went through her body and a little trickle started in her pussy. Gavin pulled her backwards and they fell back onto the bed, his mouth still kissing and sucking her nipples. She felt a hand between her legs and then a finger sliding along her slit, seeking and probing. Her legs parted, then the fingers pushed into her pussy and a wave of pleasure coursed through her body.

-o0o-

Sarah stood under the streaming water, relishing the feel of it all over her body. She put some gel in her hands and ran them over herself, soaping her breasts, massaging them, then down between her legs, getting a good lather into her pubes. Her fingers ran along her slit, parting her labia, washing and cleaning inside, then more cautiously into her crease. Her arse felt a little tender, Jason had been considerate but his cock wasn’t exactly small and she’d felt a bit of pain, but then the pleasure had taken over. She did quite like getting her arse fucked occasionally, not only was the physical act pleasurable, but it seemed so intrinsically naughty, a bit like masturbating in public, adding an extra frisson to the act.

As though of their own accord her fingers continued to rub her pussy and she started to feel a little aroused. Mentally chastising herself she stopped and rinsed herself off, then got out of the shower. She picked up a fluffy white towel and dried herself off, then wrapped it round her body and went back into her bedroom. Opening her drawers she picked out a comfortable pair of panties, then a bra, but put that back, it would do them good to let them free she thought.

She undid the towel, and dried again under her breasts, lifting each one carefully, then bowing her legs ran the towel over her pussy once more. It felt really nice and she found she was perhaps doing it a little too much. Sod it! Why not? She spread the towel out on the bed and clambered up on top of it, leaning back against the pillows. One hand went to a breast, squeezing and tweaking the nipple, the other between her legs, her fingers stroking her pussy, sliding along her slit, opening her lips.

That felt good, just a little one to relax her, get her in the mood for the evening. Her fingers started to rub her pussy in little circles, then moved up to her clit, repeating the motion. She could feel little tingles starting in her pussy, little surges of juice trickling down inside her. Two fingers found their way inside, confirming she was indeed wet, then they were sawing in and out, her palm pressed firmly against her clit, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her body. Her eyes closed and she imagined it was Gavin’s cock that was pumping in and out of her pussy, he’d been a respectable size and he certainly knew how to use it well.