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Mature women in the bathhouse on the plane 

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"Dear passengers, welcome aboard this delightful flight. I am your personal flight attendant, Aunt Yun. Please enjoy your journey and have a pleasant trip!" In a brightly lit first-class cabin decorated like a bathhouse, a dignified and mature woman stood before me, speaking softly.
The entire scene was very similar to the pre-takeoff experience, creating a sense of immersion. However, the woman's attire and behavior made me, the passenger, gasp and blush.
She wore elegant yet alluring flight attendant makeup: purple eyeshadow, long, arched eyelashes, and shimmering bright red lipstick. She wore a tight-fitting purple flight attendant uniform with a bright white striped blouse, the top three buttons undone, revealing a purple lace scarf. The uniform, made of nylon, clung tightly to her voluptuous upper body, her large breasts almost bursting the blouse buttons, her cleavage peeking out from the center, along with a corner of purple lace. Her hands were lightly clasped across her chest and rested on her waist, a standard flight attendant posture. Her waist was slightly plump, stretching her nylon uniform tightly. She wore a purple, sheer, milk-silk miniskirt, the hem barely reaching her upper thighs, completely revealing her inner genitals. Her wide hips revealed narrow, embroidered panties, perhaps only 3 centimeters wide, tightly constricting her crotch, vaguely showing dark pubic hair that captivated my gaze. On her thighs were a pair of black, shiny thong pantyhose, almost transparent from the strain on her full, mature legs, glistening with a lewd sheen under the light. The beautiful woman stood ramrod straight, her legs crossed, long and shapely, with no gap between them, all covered in a glossy black fabric. She wore a pair of shiny purple high-heeled shoes, the heels about 8 centimeters high, making the mature woman's figure appear tall and straight. The shoes had openings on the sides, revealing one of her delicate feet, which looked particularly alluring encased in black stockings. After finishing her opening remarks, the mature flight attendant gently moved her front foot to the side and gracefully bowed to me. As she bent over, I stared intently at the exposed collar of her shirt, her two fair breasts, probably a 35E, with a deep cleavage visible beneath the lace stockings and bra. The mature woman straightened up, smiled slightly at me, and said, "Passenger, please check the flight attendants' uniforms before takeoff." She then gracefully turned around. Her full, silky buttocks immediately caught my eye. Between her wide hips, two round, firm buttocks, full of mature womanly sensuality, were accentuated by her sheer miniskirt and glossy black stockings. A deep indentation between her legs at the base of her buttocks seemed like a mysterious cave, tempting me to desperately explore it. The black thong above her buttocks revealed a transparent crotch, revealing a pair of lewd open-crotch pantyhose. I stared at the crotch and noticed a lace detail, tightly binding the flight attendant's crotch—two layers of glossy pantyhose! The waistband of her underwear was visible, just two thin strings extending from the crotch to her sides, with no fabric underneath. I sat on the sofa in front of the flight attendant, staring blankly at the beautiful sight before me. The anxiety and hesitation of 20 minutes ago had all transformed into a racing heartbeat of pleasure. I gripped the sofa armrests tightly, my lower body hard, unsure of what to do. Only a voice inside my head told me: I've finally found the experience I've dreamed of for years, and now I'm going to enjoy this alluring body to the fullest.
I picked up the pantyhose, still warm from my body, and played with them for a bit. They were the kind of stockings with a lot of elasticity, thicker than regular stockings, but incredibly soft and smooth to the touch. I couldn't help but rub them against my skin, feeling the smooth, silky texture.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the large bathtub. After a while, I heard the sound of high heels entering the bathroom. The mature woman had changed. I opened my eyes and looked towards the door. She had her hair up in a bun, and she was still wearing those ultra-thin stockings, but with a narrow, skin-colored pantyhose over them. On top, she was wearing a tight-fitting flesh-colored top. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was a top made of stocking material, tightly wrapped around her mature body, covering her entire upper body except for a small opening at each breast, through which her large breasts peeked out. The nipple covers had been removed, revealing two bright red nipples. The mature woman walked to the bathtub and said to me, "Handsome, now I'm going to give you a royal bath, please enjoy!" She then stepped into the bathtub and stood directly in front of me. I lay back, admiring her figure, experiencing a completely new sensation.
She got into the tub, splashing water to wet her upper body, leaving her entire body encased in thin stockings, appearing smooth and supple. She took a bottle of lotion, squeezed out some, and began applying it to her stockings and large breasts. So, she used her breasts to wash! I felt excited. After applying the lotion, she straddled me, kneeling in the bathtub, and pressed her breasts against my face. "Handsome, let's start with a facial cleanse, I'll use my breasts to wash your face." She then pressed her breasts against my face, gently cradling my head with both hands. My face was instantly buried in her cleavage, my cheeks tightly surrounded by her breasts. I groaned in pleasure, "This is so lewd!" It was the first time in my life I'd ever experienced having my face washed with large breasts. She held my head, her upper body twisting up and down and side to side, rubbing her breasts against my face. The soft velvet of her stockings, combined with the mature woman's soft flesh, gave me a unique pleasure.
After rubbing for a while, the mature woman grasped one of her breasts and began to massage it on my face. "This is a facial relaxation routine," she said as she twisted, and I could feel her nipple constantly touching my eyes, nose, and lips, the different sensations against my skin. I was almost breathless from this erotic "face washing." After wiping both breasts, she scooped up water and helped me wash the lotion off my face. I opened my eyes and looked at the large breasts covered in lotion and foam, excitedly shouting, "That's fucking great!" Hearing me say that, the mature woman
smiled and said, "Handsome, this bathing service is a specialty here, emphasizing a royal experience." "In ancient times, only emperors could enjoy such a pleasurable service!" The mature woman stood up, helping me lean back, exposing my upper body. "Next is the cleaning of your hands and upper body." She squeezed out some more lotion and began applying it to her genitals and underwear. The underwear was made of towel material in the front, with only a thin elastic band securing it to the back of her buttocks on both sides and in the crotch. So, underwear was used as a towel? What a lewd idea! The owner of this shop's ingenious ideas truly catered to men's desires! The mature woman pulled my arm over, through her crotch, and rubbed her genitals and panties against my arm. The fleshy touch made every pore on my hand open. She applied lotion to her inner thighs, then slid her thighs back and forth slightly, making my hand feel like it was thrusting in and out of a wet, slippery vagina, making intimate contact with her genitals. When my hand touched her inner thigh, I got excited and touched her genitals, rubbing them a few times. "Handsome, ah... oh... you can only touch there, you can't put it in." The mature woman trembled and moaned as I rubbed her. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself, it feels so good." "It's okay, as long as I don't put it in, you can enjoy it as you like." The mature woman rubbed her genitals while applying lotion, making the area between her genitals and my hand increasingly slippery. She did the same with her other hand until her entire hand was rubbed. She lifted her lower body, thick lotion connecting her crotch and my arm in strands, an exceptionally erotic sight. After washing the lotion off my arm, she turned around, her hand reaching for her buttocks, unbuttoning her panties. The elastic band snapped open, and her thong fell down, leaving her buttocks and genitals completely exposed. Applying
lotion to her stockinged buttocks, she turned to me and said, "Next is cleaning your upper body; I'll use my big ass to wash you." She then sat on my lap, her ample, stockinged buttocks rubbing against me with her hands in the bathtub. I reached out and grabbed her large buttocks, guiding them as they slid against my upper body, occasionally touching her fleshy buttocks. "Handsome, are you satisfied with this bath?"
"This is even more exciting than fucking!" I blurted out a curse. As the friction continued, my penis, stimulated by the wet flesh and hot water, swelled up exceptionally large, standing erect as if saluting the mature woman writhing on top of me.
After washing her upper body, the mature woman sat down in the bathtub, her large buttocks resting on my abdomen. "Now it's time to clean your genitals and legs. I'll use my stockinged crotch and breasts to wash your legs." Touching my erect penis, she seemed a little excited: "Handsome, you're really well-endowed, so big and so hard, so powerful!" She moved her buttocks down, clamping my penis between her thighs, pressing it tightly against her vulva, separated only by a layer of stockings. She lifted one of my legs and held it in her arms, her breasts enveloping my leg muscles, and began to move up and down. Because her entire lower body was being rubbed, the mature woman's movements were exceptionally large, my large penis sliding between her legs, like having sex with her stockinged crotch. With her movements, waves rippled on the water's surface, just like waves of my lust washing over me. Finally, the mature woman sat facing me in the bathtub, placing one of my feet on her breasts and the other under her stockinged buttocks. "Finally, it's time for foot cleaning. I'll wash your feet with my genitals." With his lewd smile and panting, my feet enjoyed the gentle friction of a mature woman's genitals. After the full-body wash, I felt like an emperor, enjoying such sensual service—no wonder it's called the Emperor's Bath.
The mature woman, number 11, rinsed the lotion off our bodies in the shower. She dried me off, still wearing her wet stockings and high heels, and led me to the room. The sheets had been removed, revealing a rubber mattress underneath. I sat on it and bounced several times—it was a waterbed. The mature woman had me lie down on the bed. She took a basin from the bedside table and climbed onto the bed herself.
"Next up is an essential oil massage, please enjoy." He scooped up some clear, sticky liquid from the basin and smeared it all over his body. His stockinged thighs, plump buttocks, and large breasts were soon covered in the liquid—a truly wanton body. After preparing, the mature woman lay down, pressing her entire body against mine, and began sliding her upper body against mine. She started by rubbing her large breasts against her chest, then my penis, then my legs, making intimate contact with her breasts. This lubricant was as viscous as essential oil, much smoother and more erotic than the friction in the bathtub earlier.
After finishing with her large breasts, the mature woman sat up and rubbed her large buttocks against my front, this time focusing on my penis. She used her hands to hold it, pressing it against her buttocks and twisting back and forth. I unconsciously arched my back, matching her friction.
Sensing my impending sexual climax, the mature woman asked if I wanted to release. I quickly nodded in agreement, feeling my penis would burst if I didn't ejaculate soon. She clamped my penis between her thighs, pressing it tightly against her vulva, squeezing her legs together, and then poured a layer of clear, sticky fluid over it. The fluid coated my glans, lowering its temperature slightly, and I felt less aroused than before. However, the heat emanating from her vulva and thighs immediately made it feel even hotter. The mature woman began to move up and down, her legs clamped around my penis. She leaned over me, lowered her head, and licked my nipples with her tongue, occasionally sucking and stroking them. My heart pounded from the sudden stimulation, and the exquisite sensation in my lower body aroused my desire. I thrust my hips to meet the mature woman's movements, plunging my penis deep into her thighs with each thrust. I felt the stockings around my crotch almost being rubbed raw by the force of my penetration. The mature woman also experienced pleasure with my thrusts.
"Oh... ah... handsome, you're so strong, your penis is so big and hard, it's burning me, oh... oh..." the mature woman moaned incessantly, her lewd words teasing my senses. "Handsome, are you enjoying being served by this slut? Are you enjoying it? Ah...you're fucking too fast...my cunt and thighs are almost ruined by you, oh...oh...so good! Handsome, harder, fuck me, ah..."
After more than a hundred thrusts, I felt my whole body trembling. My waist was tired and I couldn't thrust like before. Seeing that I was tired, the mature woman smiled lewdly and said to me, "Handsome, my stockings are almost torn by you. You should rest for a bit, let me help you!" After saying that, she squeezed my penis tightly and put one hand under my buttocks, stimulating me from both front and back at the same time, which made my buttock muscles tighten.
"Handsome, relax a little, I'll let you enjoy the ultimate pleasure!" After saying that, she gently pinched the muscles on my buttocks to help me relax. I gradually got used to her caresses. Sensing I wasn't so nervous anymore, her hand slowly moved towards my butt crack, her fingers slipping inside and teasing me. A moment later, she touched my anus, and I shuddered, my penis throbbing and releasing some fluid.
"Hehe, handsome, you haven't experienced anal massage before, have you? My massage skills are quite good, you can rest assured, don't be nervous, just enjoy it."
"Oh, yeah, this is my first time having my anus played with, ah...so good, your pussy is so fucking tight." I couldn't help but swear again.
She smeared a lot of fluid on her hands and my butt crack, gently sliding it around my anus, stimulating my lust. After playing like this for three or four minutes, she put a latex sleeve on her index finger, pressed it against my anus, and gently squeezed it in. The foreign object sensation made my sphincter tighten, but the mature woman still slowly pushed her finger into my anus until the entire finger was inside, the tip touching my prostate.
"Fuck... ahh... ah... you slut, you have so many tricks up your sleeve, you're making me feel so good. Fuck, I'll fuck you to death, you big slut, you whore, you tried to seduce me, oh... so good!" I felt all the blood in my body rush to my genitals, my brain was in a state of oxygen deprivation, and I couldn't help but express my desires. "Hehe, handsome, are you enjoying this? I'll make you climax soon." After saying that, she started pressing her fingers on her prostate and thrusting them in and out of her anus. At the same time, her lower body gripped my penis and moved it up and down. Her other hand touched the glans and stroked the urethral opening and coronal sulcus. She said lewdly, "Big cock handsome, hurry up and shoot it into me. Shoot your semen into this slut, okay? Shoot it into this slut's pussy, legs, you can also shoot it into my breasts and ass, you can even shoot it into my slutty mouth, hurry up, ah... hurry up and shoot it out." I couldn't take it anymore from the mature woman's triple stimulation from the front and back and her lewd words. I felt a tremor in my lower body, my urethral opening widened, and thick semen shot out powerfully. The first two streams shot up to about half a meter high, sticking to the slutty mature woman's face and breasts. The next few streams landed on her abdomen and thighs, and her genitals and hands were also assaulted by several streams of thick semen.
"Ah...ah...I came, I came, I came for you, you slut, it feels so good...oh...slut, come and catch my semen." I said incoherently, shooting out more than a dozen spurts, feeling like all the contents of my testicles had been emptied.


"Ah...you shot so much, it's so hot, it's killing you, you slut, oh...ah...your semen is so thick and fishy, shoot it all into me." After I finished, the mature woman pulled her fingers out of my anus, relaxed her thighs, and released my penis. Although I couldn't ejaculate anymore, because the stimulation was so intense, my penis was still trembling, like a machine gun that had run out of bullets. In the instant of ejaculation, I felt suffocated and went into shock for a few seconds. The unprecedentedly intense pleasure seemed to have taken away all my energy. I lay on the waterbed, panting heavily, slowly regaining my senses.
"Handsome, you must be tired. Take a rest, I'll give you a massage to relax." The mature woman got up, went to the bathroom to rinse off the lubricant, and came back to sit on my lap. She massaged my chest and legs with her hands, and then she stretched out her stockinged feet and began to massage my body with them. At the same time, she held my penis and testicles and gently rubbed them, helping my whole body relax slowly, chatting with me softly.


After being massaged by the mature woman's stockinged feet on my chest, back, and thighs for more than 10 minutes, I slowly came to my senses. Recalling the stimulation just now, I felt that I had been completely seduced by the mature woman's seductive charm, and my mind was filled with the pleasure of sex.
After regaining my strength, we went to the bathroom. She took off her stockings, this time finally taking off the ultra-thin ones, and handed them to me, saying, "There's a dryer at the front desk. You can ask them to dry these wet ones for you. You can take the clothes you wore today as a souvenir."

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