The Story of the Sky Brothel

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Lichun Airlines is a US-based airline with a unique service: what sets it apart from other
airlines is its operation of "flying brothels." I was recently promoted to Vice President of the East Asia Group.
As a member company, senior executives enjoy this service when traveling for business. Although I had heard
of it before, this time I finally understood the airline's general situation. Lichun Airlines operates primarily in
major , mainly in major international cities in Asia such as Hong Kong, Tokyo, Seoul, and Singapore
. Its target audience is relatively narrow, primarily wealthy individuals and government officials worldwide. Its
operating fees are the highest, and ordinary passengers generally cannot purchase tickets because it operates
on a membership system. Tickets are not
sold .
Its promotion is a direct sales model; only men with an annual salary of over 1 million RMB can
join, and the annual fee is 200,000 RMB, granting 30 free flights per year. After exceeding 30 flights, passengers
receive a 50-70% discount, although the ticket price is more than double that of a regular flight. For corporate members,
an annual fee of 1 million yuan grants up to 30 free flights for groups of 5 or fewer.
The aircraft are also quite special; luxury goes without saying, spaciousness is essential, hence
the conversion of Airbus A330 series or Boeing 777 series wide-body aircraft. Originally, the aircraft had 300-400 seats,
typically converted to around 150-200 seats, arranged in two rows with an aisle in between. These are compartment-style
, with six people per compartment, facing each other, and a fold-down bed in the middle. The compartments aren't truly
isolated; you can still see into the next compartment by standing on tiptoe. Curtains provide some privacy. During flight attendant service,
various noises still mix in.
The plane has four first-class cabins at the front: two single-seat cabins and two double-seat cabins. It's said that
the flight attendants in these cabins are either 10-16 years old or offer various sexual services as
an added bonus . These are mainly temporary hires of respectable young women, such as students, nurses, or teachers—
generally virgins, but guaranteed to be young and beautiful. These cabins are extremely expensive, at least
twice the price of the other cabins. The airline auctions off these special flight attendants on its website, providing
proof of their profession and identity.
Behind the first-class cabins are four single-seat cabins, featuring the airline's own flight attendants providing
one-on-one service—and naturally, the most attractive and well-built among the flight attendants. Next are the lavatories and food service area,
each occupying a separate compartment on either side, separated from the business class area behind. The lavatories are particularly noteworthy;
they are also considered separate compartments, staffed with flight attendants. If a passenger urinates, the attendant is responsible for
swallowing the passenger's urine. If it's feces, she'll suck the guest's penis; in short, her service is eating
the guest 's urine. Business class is the main section, with two four-seater compartments at the front, about twenty to twenty
-five six-seater compartments at the back, and two more four-seater compartments at the rear, along with a bar and toilets.
This airline does some offline advertising, its main selling point being its beautiful flight attendants
and attentive service—of course, this service isn't explicitly stated, but those in the know understand what it is. First-timers
are often captivated by the beautiful flight attendants. The flight attendants' uniforms also differ from
those of ordinary airlines, emphasizing sexiness and youthful beauty. They are tall, and their scarves and stockings are sexy,
with short skirts, and surprisingly, high heels, unlike other airlines.
Since it was my first time flying this type of plane, I chose first class. Of course, I paid
the extra fare myself.
At the airport, the boarding gate was located in the quietest, most secluded part of the departure hall, some distance from
the gates . A VIP lane connected it to the main terminal. The waiting area was
separated from the departure area by a tall barrier; tickets were checked before entry was permitted. The waiting area was staffed with flight attendants
, and passengers could enjoy complimentary coffee and juice, as well as access to computers and books. However, most people inside were whispering,
presumably commenting on the flight attendants. The flight attendants present were quite attractive. They wore Western-style
suits with pointed-
collar white blouses and black skirts slightly above the knee. The blouse colors varied, ranging from royal blue to black. All wore black stockings, except one was wearing purple. They
also wore scarves of various colors, different from the usual neckerchiefs, indicating a lack of uniformity and
a preference for personal style. What was surprising was that the flight attendants all wore sexy high heels, lipstick,
nail polish , and false eyelashes. While one of them was pouring me coffee, I asked her how
they provided service on the plane while wearing high heels. She told me that there would be 3-4 flight attendants wearing low-heeled leather shoes specifically for logistical support.
Time flew by while watching the beautiful flight attendants; half an hour later we boarded. There were
probably over a hundred passengers on board, and boarding was strictly according to ticket class. "Please come this way and
show your boarding pass. We will be at your service!" came the sweet voice of the flight attendant checking tickets at the gate. Along
the long boarding aisle, the flight attendants stood at the aircraft entrance.
The eight flight attendants for first and premium class personally greeted me at the waiting area. "Sir, thank you
for choosing Spring Airlines," a smiling flight attendant said to me. But what attracted
me wasn't her sweet smile, but rather her enormous 37-inch breasts. (My conservative estimate) "Excuse me
, sir, what is your seat number?" After I gave my seat number, another flight attendant greeted me, leading me into the cabin to my private compartment. "Welcome! Please sit down. You will enjoy first-class
service in this cabin. " "My name is Lily . Please let me know if you need anything!" "Okay. Thank you!" As soon as I boarded the plane, the flight attendant put my luggage down. She also fastened , took off my shoes, and put on slippers. Shortly after takeoff, the flight attendant named Lily came over and asked if I wanted anything . She said to me, "Sir, would you like something to drink?" "Yes, I'd like a glass of orange juice!" I said to her. "Okay, please wait a moment." She poured a glass, and just as I was about to take it with my hand, she knelt down next to me, took a sip of orange juice, and leaned straight at me.

I understood what she meant. I took her mouth in mine, opened it, and her tongue met mine. Our
tongues kissed, and I swallowed the orange juice along with her saliva, finishing the juice several times.
Finally, she asked, "Sir, is that alright?" I said with a hint of regret, "Yes."
By then, the plane had reached high altitude. Lily considerately said, "Then sir, please rest." She
turned on the rest light and brought me a soft pillow. I leaned back comfortably, closing my eyes, still replaying the erotic scene from earlier.
Suddenly, I felt my zipper being pulled down, and my erect penis being
pulled out of my pants by a pair of soft, warm hands. I opened my eyes and saw the flight attendant kneeling between my legs, her hands removing my penis.
Seeing that I had opened my eyes, she said, "Sir, I'm sorry to disturb you. Please close your eyes and enjoy our
service ."
I could only close my eyes again, feeling my penis enter her warm mouth. Her lips
moved down, and my penis quickly became hard. At this moment, Lily tried to push my penis deep into her throat,
without moving. I enjoyed it with my eyes closed. My penis started to soften, and when it drooped in her mouth, Lily started
to move it again, and my penis became hard again. She took my penis deep into her mouth, her lips pressed tightly against the base of my penis.
It felt so good. Thirty minutes passed quickly like this. My penis was full and swollen, and I
felt like I was going to ejaculate.
I impulsively grabbed her head with my hand, and my penis thrust in and out, each time pushing it deep inside. Lily
tried to lift her head in discomfort, but I held her back. Finally, my semen gushed out. At this moment, Lily
had difficulty breathing. She opened my hand and pulled away from my penis. She opened her mouth and breathed heavily. I saw a lot of semen on her
tongue and around her mouth. She took a few breaths, closed her mouth, and began to swallow the semen.
Seeing more semen still flowing from my penis, she took it into her mouth again, licked it dry, and swallowed it.
After cleaning my penis, she looked up and asked, "Sir, are you satisfied with my service?" I said,
"Very satisfied, but I'm still not satisfied!" She said, "Okay." She lifted her short skirt, took
off a lace thong, and straddled me, aiming my penis at her bare vulva and stroking it
up and down . My penis quickly entered her already wet vagina.
I touched her stockings with one hand and rubbed her breasts with the other.
Then, I thrust my penis fully into her vagina, placing both hands on her waist
and pumping rapidly.
I fucked her like this for about twenty minutes, and she had already had two orgasms.
I slowly reached orgasm amidst her moans, so I put her down and told her to take my penis in her mouth.
She took most of it in her mouth and then spit it out, her eyes occasionally glancing upwards at me. Looking at
her wanton expression, I finally ejaculated in her mouth.
She swallowed all my semen and cleaned my penis with her small mouth. She then put on
her panties and stockings and straightened her uniform. She remained kneeling, still sucking my penis. Lily sucked my
penis all the way to the base, but dared not move. My limp penis gradually regained its vitality in her mouth .
I closed my eyes to rest, my hand supporting my head, and whenever I felt aroused, I would take a deep throat.
Just then, the plane began to announce its approaching arrival. She took my penis in her mouth again and playfully
said, "Goodbye, sir." After saying that, she took my penis deep into her mouth. I felt it enter her throat, and
my glans felt warm, but it was gagging back out by her throat, leaving me with a feeling of wanting more. Then she
took out a pair of garter stockings and said, "Sir, these are for you as a souvenir." She put the stockings over
my penis, wrapped them around it, and stuffed them into my briefs, then zipped up my fly.
This flight was truly amazing. The four of us disembarked first, and at the exit, four flight attendants knelt on the floor,
taking turns licking our penises through our pants. Our penises were already starting to leak fluid again, but the stockings
prevented our pants from getting wet. The flight attendants were so thoughtful.
After this in-flight experience, I finally understood the value of the luxurious experiences enjoyed by the wealthy. Therefore,
I flew the same plane on the return trip. This time, I chose a four-seater business class cabin, mainly to experience the service of
other cabin classes.
Business class passengers only had two welcoming flight attendants; they had to find their own seats, but there were flight attendants welcoming passengers in front of each
compartment .
After checking my ticket, I lifted my small suitcase to put it in the overhead locker.
"Let me help you!"
A friendly, sweet voice came from behind me, and a pair of hands with dark blue sleeves reached out and helped me
smoothly move my suitcase into the locker, closing the door behind me.
"Thank you!"
I turned to face the lady. She had large, bright, and expressive eyes
with jet-black pupils, long, curled eyelashes, delicate crescent-shaped eyebrows, a straight nose, and slightly oval lips
that gave a gentle and serene impression. Her full lips were painted a pinkish-red color.
Her face was round and symmetrical, with full cheeks that were slightly puffed out and lightly made up with a blush. Even without
makeup her skin was flawless and without any imperfections, and her facial features were quite distinct. Her bangs
were parted to the right and combed flat against her forehead, secured with an inconspicuous black hair clip. Her long, shiny black hair
was combed back and neatly coiled at the back. She wasn't tall, about half a head shorter than me, around 165 centimeters.
She was a flight attendant on the plane, her uniform the same as the other crew members, the only difference being
the yellow and red stripes on her neckerchief, seemingly to distinguish rank.
"Hello! I'm the cabin manager for this cabin, it's a pleasure to serve you!" she smiled.
"Hello!"
She lifted the curtain, and I ducked inside. There were already three people sitting there, one of whom was a man in his fifties.
I sat down, and the cabin manager leaned over to fasten my seatbelt. The seat was different from the usual airplane seats; it was luxuriously
upholstered, and the seat could be reclined into a chair.
I greeted the other three and chatted with them, while the flight attendant knelt down to help us
take off and change into slippers, then unzipped our pants and took out our penises. The three men seemed to be flying with the same company,
not a first-timer. The older man, quite experiencedly, told the flight attendant, "Help me take my pants
off, I'll have to later anyway." The flight attendant agreed and helped the old man take off his pants, leaving him only in his briefs.
Underwear. While the flight attendant was sucking the old man's penis, two men next to her asked her to hold their penises and
serve . After sucking the old man's penis for about ten minutes, she took over for another man. When it was my turn,
the flight attendant was sucking my penis. Just then, the service cart brought out food and drinks. Unlike first class, we drank our own drinks while enjoying
the flight attendant 's service.
After giving us oral sex for about half an hour, the plane was flying smoothly at high altitude. So the flight attendant
lay down on the small folding chair in the middle. One man kissed her from above, and another knelt down and licked her
genitals . Her hands were holding a penis in each hand, and the men were stroking her breasts. Soon,
the two men inserted their penises into her mouth and vagina. The two men were soon panting heavily, and the flight attendant
was moaning with pleasure as they thrust in and out. In fact, the whole plane was filled with lewd sounds, the loudest of which
were the flight attendant's "oh, oh" sounds and the men's shouts of impending ejaculation. The old man thrust deeply into the flight attendant's mouth each time
, forcing her to pull out and gasp for breath. He ejaculated in
her mouth after only a few thrusts. We also roughly rubbed her breasts, our penises throbbing painfully from the lewd stimulation.
The flight attendant soon climaxed, causing the men below to ejaculate as well. We quickly
switched places with them. My penis easily slid into her vagina, reaching the very bottom each time. Soon, the flight attendant and I
both . After one round, the flight attendant lay panting, her handkerchief stained with semen on her lips and neck.
The four of us were a bit tired, so we drank beverages and ate snacks, chatting and laughing. Of course,
one hand never left the flight attendant's body, focusing on her breasts and genitals. One guy even inserted a condom into
her anus; I guessed he wanted to have sex with her backdoor. The old man took a sip of his drink and fed the flight attendant
. Before long, two men's penises, stimulated by the flight attendant's touch, began to stir again, presumably wanting to have sex.
However, I needed to use the restroom because I had drunk a beverage. So, I left my seat and went to the restroom via the aisle.
Standing in the aisle, I could hear waves of lewd moans. I parted the curtain separating the first-class section and
entered the restroom. A flight attendant was there and approached me, asking, "Sir, are you urinating?" I nodded.
The flight attendant opened the restroom door and let me in. I was about to unzip my pants when the flight attendant beside me hurriedly said,
"Sir, let me serve you." She knelt down, straightened her upper body, and slowly
loosened , pulling out my penis. Her mouth was open, waiting for me to urinate into her mouth. I released my urethra, and the urine
flowed directly into the flight attendant's mouth. This flight attendant was probably trained; I saw her swallow my urine with gurgling sounds
. However, there was quite a lot of urine, and some that she couldn't swallow spilled down her chin. At
that moment, a sudden surge of blood rushed to my head. I lightly touched the back of the cabin manager's head with one hand, and with the other, I
guided my penis to the flight attendant's lips and inserted it. The head of my penis seemed to reach deep into her throat, and she reflexively
spat it out and coughed a few times.
"I'm sorry!" I apologized for my sudden loss of reason.
She apologized as if she had done something wrong, and slowly turned her head towards me again.
This time, I inserted myself more slowly, carefully watching my glans and penis slide gently
between . Suddenly, I wanted to test how far she could take it, so I gently pressed the back of her head to force it in a little more
. My penis slid in little by little, the flight attendant looking into my eyes, letting me test her as I pleased.
Finally, I thrust all the way in, my entire penis inside her mouth. I found my scrotum pressed against her
chin , my pubic hair brushing against her nose, and I could clearly feel her warm breath. The flight attendant, with her
beautiful eyes still open, witnessed all of this.
My glans felt a constant, slight pressure, as if the flight attendant was trying to avoid touching the back of her throat to
prevent coughing. My heart was churning. I had never even dreamed of being sucked like this,
especially by such a beautiful flight attendant.
After admiring her for a while, I began to slowly move my hips, performing what I called piston-like movements. The flight attendant gently
sucked and swallowed, looking down to see the penis moving in and out of her full lips, sometimes glistening with saliva
, sometimes disappearing into her mouth. Oh... God! The flight attendant's tongue was licking the glans. It felt
indescribably good.
The flight attendant's sucking and swallowing movements gradually became faster and faster, so I simply stayed still and let her take the initiative. The flight attendant seemed to know
what I wanted, and with one hand she gently grasped the base of my penis and sucked even more vigorously. So good!
Suddenly the flight attendant moved away.
Huh? God! The flight attendant bent down even lower, tilted her head, and began to lick my scrotum with her tongue. Such
a noble and beautiful flight attendant would do something like this?!
After a while of licking, there was another sucking sound, wow! My entire scrotum was sucked into the flight attendant's mouth.
Since it was larger than my penis, it seemed she had opened her mouth as wide as possible, her face
contorted from the effort. Throughout the entire process, her eyes remained fixed on me,
sparkling like a child yearning for parental approval. I smiled at her, and her eyes curved into a smile in return.
Then, a pressure came from my scrotum. She began to use her tongue and mouth to stir and suck, her technique perfectly balanced—
a little painful yet incredibly pleasurable. After a while, the cabin manager gently pulled her mouth away from my scrotum, like pulling
out a mochi. Ha! A clump of saliva was connecting my scrotum and the flight attendant's lips, gradually breaking off due to gravity. I'd never seen
such an outrageous sight!
After a few soft gasps, the flight attendant knelt down, looked at me, and smiled, saying, "Are you satisfied?"
Good heavens! It was that same elegant and professional smile again. Just ten seconds ago, the beautiful woman was licking her scrotum, still dripping with saliva, and now she was smiling sweetly
as if nothing had happened. One has to admire the professionalism and training of Spring Airlines.
At that moment, two flight attendants from the support staff came in. They had been
aroused and wanted to clean themselves up in the restroom. Seeing me there, they said, "Sir,
would you mind being served?" At this point, it was impossible to refuse. So, all three flight attendants knelt
before me, one sucking my penis, while the other two occasionally sucked my scrotum. Because I
had ejaculated twice, they didn't get an erection as quickly while sucking. This flight attendant knew what
was going on, so she didn't stimulate my penis much, just gently sucking it in her mouth. I held
their heads, closed my eyes, and pretended to enjoy it. Just as I was enjoying this pleasure, suddenly I heard a…
A little girl's innocent voice cried out, "Grandpa, it hurts!" A more aged voice replied, "My dear granddaughter, just bear
with it, Grandpa will go slower." It turned out a first-class passenger was having sex with a virgin. Judging from the voice, the little girl was probably
only ten or so, while the passenger was perhaps over fifty.
I found it very arousing; my timid penis, already erect in the flight attendant's mouth, became erect again, still
deeply inside her throat. Later, I chatted with one of the flight attendants and learned about the flight
's operations. For example, first-class passengers are generally virgins, often women working part-time outside of their jobs,
mostly between 10 and 20 years old, and their attire isn't always that of flight attendants. There are usually about thirty flight attendants on each
plane , flying every five days, and a maximum of three to five times a month. They generally don't work during ovulation periods. Health checks are usually conducted once a month. Members are also required to provide health certificates
upon joining .
Another secret is that there are 3-4
men on the plane, including the captain and pilots. During the flight, flight attendants kneel and suck their penises until they land safely. Otherwise, in
such a lewd place, even a slight distraction by the pilots could affect safety.
"I think every flight attendant is a rare beauty!"
"Of course! We were all selected based on looks and figure, and the company has its own
beauty salon where every flight attendant can use it for free and receive professional consultations. It's more
effective than any beauty product!"
At this moment, the flight attendant giving me oral sex deliberately sucked hard with her mouth. My penis clearly felt a suction force, and her originally
plump round vulva suddenly sank in like a hole, like a baby sucking on a pacifier. It looked very strange, but on
this beautiful flight attendant's face, it had an indescribable freshness. For a moment, she pressed my penis
against her cheek like a toothbrush, her round cheek suddenly puffing out . She
then moved it back and forth as if brushing her teeth, the friction of her moist oral cavity against her teeth sending me into a state of extreme pleasure, akin to heaven and hell.
After a series of repetitive thrusts, the flight attendant pulled her mouth away from my penis, exhaled a few deep breaths, and gave a slightly suggestive smile.
Before I could grasp the meaning of her expression, she again put her mouth on my penis. Then, using her neck and upper
body as the main motion, she swayed back and forth like a woodpecker, slowly increasing the speed of her thrusts, waves of continuous pleasure washing over me.
This time it was a series of attacks; the flight attendant, forgetting all about her image, kept sucking and thrusting wildly, clearly demanding my surrender. I, on the other hand,
had to adjust my breathing to avoid ejaculating too quickly, trying to savor this impossible service as long as possible. Amidst the intense movements, the flight attendant's
beautiful eyes kept glancing up at me, seemingly surprised by my prowess!
However, at that moment, I heard the little girl's painful voice again. This time, it was
a soft cry followed by a muffled sob after her mouth was covered. I guessed that the man's penis had entered her vagina, breaking her hymen and
truly deflowering her. Stimulated by this, my penis became erect again. Holding the flight attendant who was giving me oral sex, I thrust my penis
to her throat and ejaculated inside her. The flight attendant struggled to get rid of my hand, her mouth open as she breathed.
I didn't let the flight attendant next to me lick it clean because I heard the flight attendant calling out to passengers outside the restroom;
someone needed to urinate. I rushed out with my still-unsatisfied penis, guessing that the passengers in my seat
were also having sex. Sure enough, the cabin manager was being vigorously fucked. She was lying facing
a man an old man was penetrating her anus from behind, and she
had another man's penis in her mouth at the same time. When I entered, the old man was ejaculating inside the flight attendant's anus,
and I took his place, penetrating her anus.
Just as we were both lost in passion, an announcement came over the loudspeaker: we would be landing in thirty minutes, and
passengers were urged to finish their business. After the flight attendant cleaned our penises, she put her pants back on,
fastened her seatbelts, and we waited for landing, concluding our pleasant trip perfectly. Of course, there were no extra
stockings provided in first class.
During this trip, I discovered that many companies use these flights for business entertainment or as a perk for high-level executives
; some cabins were occupied by entire companies, or by several guests being entertained. Although
we were receiving sexual services from the flight attendants, the passengers didn't feel any awkwardness, treating it as a regular
in-flight service.
As we filed off the plane, each flight attendant stood to see us off. Standing before these dozens of
sexy and alluring women, I believe many passengers, like myself, hoped to fly this plane again. As I passed through
the first-class section, I saw two little girls, about eleven or twelve years old. Their delicate, pretty faces, combined with
their sexy outfits, would surely stir even the most octogenarian's ambition. One was wearing a black lace halter-neck dress,
and the other a little girl in a sky-blue sailor uniform and a black miniskirt. Passing them, I secretly
resolved that next time I would fly first class.
[The End]

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