Flight attendant Chen Xinyi

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I've slept with countless women, but having sex with a flight attendant can only be described as novel and exciting. Most people can only dream about it. Like when you see the word "flight attendant," you picture tall, beautiful women in uniforms, their hair neatly combed back, meticulously made-up, and their lips adorned with designer lipstick. The subtle scent of perfume wafts from their slippers and luggage as they pass by. I don't believe you wouldn't be tempted, and I don't believe this dream would come true for me, especially on a plane. That time, after a business trip to Los Angeles, I was flying first class back home. Because it was the off-season, there were few passengers, and only two flight attendants were taking turns serving me. After nightfall, the other passengers had already fallen asleep, leaving me alone awake. I had a headache from jet lag, so I asked one of the flight attendants to bring me a cup of coffee.
"Mr. Shen, your coffee~" I glanced at the name tag of this pretty woman, which read "Chen Xinyi." Indeed, her name suited her perfectly; she was pleasing to the eye. This first-class flight attendant, known as "Xinyi's Wings," was clearly carefully selected.
"Thank you!" I reached for the steaming cup, accidentally burning myself. My elbow brushed against her breasts, which were prominently displayed beside me as she bent over. "Ah..." she gasped softly, embarrassed. I quickly apologized, but she didn't seem displeased, probably due to the professional etiquette. She smiled gently, indicating she didn't mind, and deftly took a tissue to wipe my hands.
"I'm sorry..." I could clearly see that Chen Xinyi was a little flustered. "Your name is very nice... Do you have an English name?" I took the opportunity to strike up a conversation.
She glanced at her name tag, seemingly aware that I had peeked, and blinked. "You can call me Linda, or just Chan."
"My name is Peter." I briefly introduced myself and chatted with her for a bit. I learned that she lived in Shanghai, worked as a secretary for a while after graduating from university, and became a flight attendant a little over two years ago, recently starting her first-class service.
After our brief conversation, Chen Xinyi nodded to me, indicating that she was going to the galley to organize the tableware. Watching her back, I saw her long, beautiful legs beneath her red pencil skirt. I snapped out of my reverie and tried to doze off, but the coffee I'd just drunk was taking effect, and my mind was too clear. Even with my eyes closed, all I could see was Chen Xinyi's delicate face and her shapely figure beneath her uniform.
The other passengers were all fast asleep, the only sounds the rumble of snores and the muffled hum of the plane's engines. I remembered a friend who frequently travels for business mentioning that some first-class flight attendants offer a different kind of service—it was just a matter of whether I was lucky enough to enjoy it . So I got up and headed to the galley.
Chen Xinyi was in the small galley, her back to me, organizing the tableware. Hearing my footsteps, she turned around and asked in a melodious voice, "Mr. Shen, is your headache still bothering you?" She asked with concern. I nodded. She seemed to suddenly remember that I had touched her breasts earlier, and a blush spread across her oval face.
"Linda, I have a slight fever." I told a little lie, and she actually came over and touched my forehead. "You don't have a fever!" She smiled, as if she saw through my prank. Just then, the plane suddenly lurched, and she lost her balance, falling heavily into my arms. My physical reaction was swift and obvious; the hardness in my suit pants pressed right against her soft, sensitive area, and my white shirt collar was stained with her pink lipstick.
Surprisingly, we both remained motionless, as if time had frozen. I smelled her lovely hair scent, gently took her small hand, and without saying a word, I lowered my head and lightly kissed her moist lips. She didn't pull away. I gently nibbled on her full earlobe, and she didn't resist. I explored the deep cleavage between her breasts along the seam of her uniform, and she didn't refuse, only her breathing became more labored. Even when I pulled her hand to my firm crotch and made clockwise circles, her face only turned redder.
I quickly passed first and second base. Next, I just needed to step on third base to check her reaction level so I could determine the timing and angle for sliding back to home base. I gently lifted her skirt slightly, feeling her rapid heartbeat against my chest. I probed the edge of her valley, and even through her stockings, I could feel a large patch of slippery wetness seeping between her legs. Her reaction told me she was ready to welcome me, the man, into her home base. Still
silent, Chen Xinyi reached out and turned off the light in the galley. And so, in the small galley with only a half-closed curtain, we combined our most private parts. The thrill of someone breaking in at any moment made me both nervous and excited. Fortunately, there weren't many first-class passengers, and they were all fast asleep. The other flight attendants had also taken turns sleeping, but it was impossible for them to be completely undressed.
I unbuttoned Chen Xinyi's collar and pulled down one side of her purple bra. She was still wearing sexy lingerie for work—truly a little slut. I bit and kissed her large nipples, and she held her breath but hummed softly, enjoying my assault. She reached down to unbuckle my belt, pulled down my trousers and underwear, and her delicate hands pulled out my already engorged and erect penis. The dark brown glans was already covered with glistening secretions. She knelt down and carefully cleaned it with a wet wipe, not forgetting to "praise" me: "Mr. Shen, I didn't expect you to be so accomplished at such a young age, and so experienced." She actually knew this; the dark foreskin and glans showed that I had been with countless women.
I looked at her and asked, "Then why are you... willing to be with me...?" Chen Xinyi stopped what she was doing, looked up at me, and said softly, "Because you look and have a personality very similar to my boyfriend. You're so gentle, and... I like men with rich experiences. Your dark penis is the reason I can't refuse."
It was the first time I'd heard the word "penis" from a woman's mouth. So that's it. I knew she needed it. I stopped asking myself if I was getting extra services. The person squatting in front of me was someone as lonely as me, a flight attendant who wandered the world and needed comfort and affection. I nodded, stroked her hair, and untied her neatly tied hairpin. Her originally shoulder-length hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
"Don't mess it up," she reminded me.
A surge of tenderness welled up within me, and I tightly embraced her delicate neck. She seemed to understand my hint, leaning forward and slightly parting her pink lips to pull back my foreskin to my glans. I thrust my engorged penis into her mouth. She coughed softly; my sensitive tip seemed to touch the base of her tongue. "Xinyi, I'm sorry, I'll go slower." She nodded, continuing to savor and tease my life-giving essence.
Her movements quickened, becoming increasingly practiced. I felt a surge of excitement travel from my spine to my head. As I thrust rhythmically, I asked her, "How many months has it been since you and your boyfriend last did it?" It was a stupid question, one that shouldn't have come out of my mouth. She didn't answer, as she was still sucking me. However, I felt her small hands gently stroke my testicles three times. I knew that was the answer; no wonder she got so wet so quickly when I peered under her skirt.
"You're so smart!" I playfully complimented her. She looked up with adorable eyes, her swallowing speed increasing. I suddenly had a strong urge to ejaculate in her mouth and on her face. I figured I'd held back enough during this month abroad; I usually ejaculate every two days back home. This time, I'd already exceeded my limit, enough for three or more consecutive shots. I'd just control the first one and ejaculate less.
Chen Xinyi seemed to sense my thoughts. Ejaculating in her mouth would be fine for rinsing, and ejaculating on her face would be good for touching up makeup, but getting my uniform dirty would be a big problem. She grabbed a towel and covered her collar and chest. My hips moved faster and faster, her tongue roaming over my most sensitive spot. I knew I had to hold back to avoid ejaculating too much.
"I'm coming, Linda." She nodded, and I hummed in agreement. I ejaculated in her mouth the first and second times. On the third thrust, I quickly pulled out, and with a soft "smack," I shot onto Xinyi's delicate, foundation-covered face. After another wave, I quickly held back. "You're a bad guy." Thick, white semen slid from Xinyi's cheeks and the corners of her mouth down to her chest, which she hurriedly wiped away with a towel.
I had actually ejaculated on this beautiful flight attendant's face! My heart pounded wildly. What happened next excited me even more: she swallowed the semen from her mouth right in front of me. "Linda! What are you doing...?" She smiled and said, "Well, I forgot to tell you earlier—I not only like your penis, I also like to eat men's semen." Looking at Xinyi in the dim light, she possessed a hazy beauty. I just wanted to have the most intimate intercourse with her as soon as possible.
"Don't you need a break? Would you like some water?" Xin Yi took a glass of water from the cupboard and gave it to me. Her chest heaved violently; perhaps not being able to make a sound was making her feel unsatisfied. I drank it all in one gulp, then let her hold my still-erect penis as I answered her question.
I had Chen Xin Yi lean against the counter, lifted her tight skirt up to her slender 23-inch waist, spread her knees, and used my fingernails to tear open her stockings, pulling her purple lingerie down to her ankles. I reached out to find the entrance to her garden; her pubic hair was dark and thick. I had to slightly part it to find the opening, which was already soaking wet. I then rubbed the head of my penis directly against her clitoris. She bit her lip, seemingly enjoying it but also feeling restless. Just
as I was about to plunge into the final fortress, she produced a condom from somewhere and considerately put it on me. "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, I want to be happy with you, but it's better to be safe." She looked at me serenely, her eyes watery and clear.
I was moved. Holding my penis, I thrust it towards Xin Yi's brown, wrinkled opening. She trembled, and I immediately felt her body heat rise sharply. I first inserted my fingers into her honey hole and repeatedly pumped in and out, and her juices flowed out. Her eyes were slightly closed, as if she was about to enjoy a climax.
I straddled her from the side, unbuttoned Chen Xin Yi's neckline a little more, and pulled her bra down to her armpits. Her breasts, which I had just touched, sprang out proudly. Her dark red nipples were already erect, the type of breasts I liked the most. I tasted the smooth skin of her breasts again. She was pressed down by me, her upper body arching backward, her beautiful black hair swaying sexy behind her head. I sucked on the bumps around her nipples, rubbing them, and then gently picked them up with my fingers.
She whispered in my ear, her breath sweet as orchids: "Come in quickly, someone's coming to relieve me."
As our lower bodies rubbed together, I seemed to hear a soft, wet sound, knowing this was the perfect moment to enter. I
lifted her buttocks with both hands, and she arched her back to meet me. I gripped my weapon, parted her labia with my left hand, gently tiptoed
, and then thrust forward with force. With a "plop," I smoothly entered her body.
"Oh..." She tried not to make a sound, but couldn't help but let out a muffled moan. I deliberately asked her softly, "Is it hard enough?" Chen Xinyi's flight attendant uniform was already half-undone, and she answered passionately, "Keep going, you can go deeper..." I thrust in and out, slowly and then quickly, the mucous membranes of our genitals rubbing together in the most sensual tug-of-war. A man and a woman, only their lower bodies exposed, were rubbing their most primal genitals together, generating heat.
Chen Xinyi's vagina was very loose. As I thrust in and out, I learned about her past. Like me, she had a particularly rich history. She lost her virginity in her first year of high school, and her current boyfriend had been with her for almost ten years, not to mention the passengers she met on airplanes every day. I couldn't help but ask her, "Aren't you afraid your boyfriend will find out?" She laughed seductively, "Heh, actually we've been married for many years. We're very open-minded. He has a cuckold fetish, and I like to try having sex with different men." Xinyi continued to tell her story about her boyfriend. The two of them got married in a flash right after graduating from university, ignoring their families' objections. At the age of 28, she had been a wife for seven years, during which time she had been pregnant four times. She only had one child, and she didn't have an IUD, no wonder she needed a condom when we had sex. It's truly admirable that she can maintain such a perfect figure. But I'm used to this; I've met too many women like her. After saying that, she slightly revealed her right breast, which swayed gently under her uniform, and murmured, "Mmm...mmm...I...quick..."
Leaning against the edge of the kitchen cabinet, I gently held her waist for support. She raised her legs, tightly wrapped around my waist. She was still wearing beige high heels on her ankles. I caressed the inside of her long, slender thighs with my whole palm. She squeezed her legs even tighter, and my penis could hardly move back and forth, so I had to thrust harder.
The name tag on her uniform had loosened slightly with my thrusts, and the three characters "Chen Xinyi" vaguely appeared before my eyes. "Ah..." she finally couldn't help but moan softly, "I...I'm coming...yes...I've hit the G-spot, it's contracting so fast...once...second time...oh..."
Hearing her deep yet intoxicated moans, I couldn't help but get excited and thrust faster and deeper. She also reached down to caress and play with my scrotum, "You...are thicker than his...it's...reaching...reaching the cervix..."
I sped up and pounded wildly from different angles. Chen Xinyi's red lips parted slightly, "Mr. Shen, is it okay from behind?" Of
course, I also liked to change positions. At tens of thousands of feet in the air, who would know that Chen Xinyi and I were moving more intensely than the air currents?
I slowly withdrew from her body, our bodily fluids still tightly intertwined. I turned her over, aiming at the entrance of my dream flight attendant, already slick with desire, and mounted her from behind. Her hands gripped the handle on the wall, and our genitals pulled back and forth like pistons. My penis seemed to be desperately swelling inside her.
If only she were my wife! I thought to myself, grabbing her now disheveled hair with one hand as I thrust wildly deeper.
"Okay...I like this...from behind..."
I thrust rhythmically, leaning close to her ear and asking, "What are we doing?"
She was already drenched in sweat, and answered softly, "Making love."
I continued to ask questions, deliberately teasing her and arousing myself, "What verbs can be used to describe sex between men and women?"
She blushed again, and I slowed my movements, kissing her delicate eyebrows, feeling her contracting again: "
For every one you say, I'll thrust a hundred more times..."
Afraid that I would stop and the climax wouldn't continue, she said two words in an almost inaudible voice: "Having sex, going to bed."
I started to speed up again, encouraging her to continue, "Anything else?"
Chen Xinyi shook her head shyly, "I'll say one for you, intercourse." I said, and she squeezed her legs together again: "Mating...copulation..." She knew that if she didn't say it, I would stop.
When such a beautiful and elegant girl said "fuck..." I felt like I was about to ejaculate again. It would only be perfect if we both had an orgasm at the same time, so I asked again, "Then how else can I say it when I'm fucking you?" I took Chen Xinyi's hand and touched the engorged and joined parts of our genitals.
She was already a little out of control. I knew she was almost exhausted, but she still blurted out, "You're... on me... fuck me... fuck me... fuck me... insert me..." She took a breath and said something this stunning flight attendant had never said before: "You're so hard... you've been riding me for so long... you're so firm..."
I couldn't resist the stimulation of such passionate words any longer. I turned Chen Xinyi over and entered her again in a standing position. I thrust in and out hundreds of times. Chen Xinyi was already incoherent from my thrusting: "Never... no man has ever made me feel this good..."
I knew she was about to reach her final climax, but I wanted to be with her. "Linda, you're the best woman I've ever been with." I thrust in and out forcefully, pushing deeper and rubbing my hard penis against Chen Xinyi's vaginal walls with all my might. "I'm going to cum..."
"Mmm... okay... I'm coming too... coming..." I felt my glans open rapidly, and streams of warm semen gushed out one after another.
"Oh...I want your semen...you ejaculated...I'm contracting..."
I considerately stayed inside her for about three minutes before pulling my huge penis out, condom and all. Chen Xinyi looked at the tip of the condom, which was filled with so much white semen, and said shyly, "Hmm! It's such a pity that so much was ejaculated. I should have let you ejaculate inside."
"That's because you wanted to be safer." I gently stroked her head to comfort her, and then I hugged her and gave her a grateful, passionate kiss.
Everything returned to calm. Fortunately, the other flight attendant overslept and arrived an hour late for her shift change. Chen Xinyi had already touched up her makeup, her beautiful hair neatly styled with a hairpin, and her uniform collar still seemed damp with sweat. But what I noticed was her slightly loose name tag. While the other flight attendant was still tidying up at the other end of the cabin, I walked up to Chen Xinyi and helped her straighten her name tag. This time, she took my hand and touched her breast.
"Thank you!" I realized I seemed to have fallen in love with her eyes, or rather, with her.
"Thank you too for giving me such an unforgettable memory." She said goodnight and gave me a passionate kiss on the cheek.
"Wait a minute." I took her hand and slipped a note into it: "You know how we should contact each other again." She smiled faintly, a strange light in her eyes.
She nodded and walked back to their lounge. I knew we would meet again in some café.
A few days later, at a well-known coffee shop in Shanghai, I met the person I wanted to see. Today, she was dressed in her own clothes, which made her even more charming. I sat in the most secluded spot in the coffee shop, but she still recognized me at a glance. We chatted while drinking coffee, and I stared intently at the sexy stockings on her legs.
She seemed to sense my thoughts and began to intentionally touch me with her stockinged feet. The surrounding customers were busy with their own things and didn't notice that a beautiful woman was teasing me with her sexy stockinged feet. Xin Yi became bolder, and she lifted one of her feet and put it on my crotch.
"Mr. Shen, it's hard again." I stroked Chen Xin Yi's stockinged feet, feeling their smoothness and softness, and a warm sensation enveloping her jade-like feet. Her foot movements became more and more exaggerated, constantly kicking my already quite large member.
"Linda, would you like to give me a footjob here?" She walked to my side with a lewd smile, bent down to unzip my pants, and skillfully found my penis in my underwear. Then she sat back down and stretched out her small foot to step on my penis.
"Oh... Linda, this feels so good!" Xinyi's foot didn't stop. She kept rubbing my penis up and down, occasionally supporting my scrotum with the back of her foot. Her other foot wasn't idle either, gently stroking my scrotum with her toes, and then rubbing upwards from the base of my penis. This feeling was so good, and her technique was so skilled. It felt like there was nothing she couldn't do.
"Linda, do you often give people footjobs?" She looked up at me and said, "You should know what I use to maintain my jade feet, or rather, my whole body." This sentence was obviously implying something, making me even more excited.
The fluid on my glans had already soaked Xinyi's silk-stockinged feet. I guessed she must have felt it too. She continued to speed up her footwork. Her nimble and beautiful lewd toes roamed back and forth on my swollen glans, making my whole body tingle.
"Linda, I'm about to cum. Give me your high heels, I want to cum inside."
"No, I want you to cum on my stockings." A moment later, I felt a tingling sensation in my glans, my urethra loosened, and a large amount of thick semen gushed out, instantly soaking the soles of Xinyi's stockings.
"Mmm...you always cum so much." Xinyi said excitedly, not caring that my semen was still on her stockings, and put on her high heels.
She whispered in my ear, "Today, I want to step on your most precious essence and go out with you."
After saying that, she paid for the coffee before I did. She held my arm the whole way, and we were like a loving couple. First, we watched a special movie together, and our hands were constantly helping each other masturbate. She orgasmed, and I cummed too. Then, we watched each other lick the fluids on our hands, as if we were telepathically connected. After that, we went to the food street, ate a lot of food, and drank a lot of alcohol. She had a great tolerance for alcohol, and neither of us got drunk.
Finally, we stayed at the hotel for three days. We made love countless times. She completely let loose, moaning loudly and wantonly. To make up for the disappointment on the plane last time, she made me ejaculate inside her.
Before parting, she took out her phone, and we took many nude photos, including one of my penis. She said she could look at it to quench her thirst during lonely times. I hugged her reluctantly, asking, "When can we see each other again?"
She gently replied, "Soon."
A few months later, on a flight to Los Angeles, a flight attendant was asking a passenger, "Sir, do you have a headache again? Would you like something to drink?"
"The usual."
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."
The two smiled at each other, as if they had returned to the time when they first met…

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