slutty flight attendant

[The Lewd Flight Attendant]

Word Count: 13416

When I met Wang Mei, she was thirteen and I was twenty-five.

At that time, I was serving in the Navy, as the captain of a minesweeper. She, on the other hand, was a junior high school student visiting her grandmother's house for vacation. That early summer, we took naval academy cadets on a long voyage along the coastline. Upon reaching a famous northern harbor and summer resort, we sailed alongside a white passenger ship from the south, full of vacationers, for a while. As we entered the harbor, my ship overtook the passenger ship, passing very close to its side. Excited tourists poured out of their cabins, crowding the sidewalk, waving and shouting at us, and we waved back. I stood outside the wheelhouse, using binoculars to observe the carefree, cheerful men and women. A little girl in a scarlet dress appeared in my field of vision. She was the most enthusiastic, laughing, jumping, and waving, holding my gaze for a long time until the passenger ship was far behind.

The girl had left such a vivid impression on me that when she finally appeared at the dock the next day, I recognized her immediately. I was on patrol, carrying a pistol. She walked along the dock lined with rows of warships, pausing to gaze intently at the seagulls soaring above the mastheads. When she began to scrutinize our warship and exclaimed with delight at seeing the white hull number—she saw me.

"Uncle, I saw this warship yesterday," the girl said proudly, tilting her head.

"I know," I smiled at her, scrutinizing her closely.

"How did you know?"

"I saw you, in my binoculars."

The girl's eyes sparkled with excitement, her face flushed. She revealed her secret: she dreamed of being a soldier in the People's Liberation Army, especially a female sailor.

"Why?"

"Wouldn't it look so good wearing red collar tabs and red cap badges?" I smiled. The simple, almost naive girl seemed to touch me, and at the same time, stirred something hidden deep within me that I couldn't bear to admit. To be honest, a warship is like a temple, and we're like the little monks inside. It's hard to meet women there. Wang Mei may be young, but she's still a woman, how could she not attract me?

That summer was truly wonderful. Wang Mei came to the dock every day to play. As the captain, I had the right to bring her aboard the ship. I showed her our proud warship. I told Wang Mei that our ship had participated in several famous naval battles, and that I had become a combat hero and captain in the naval battle against Vietnam in the Spratly Islands. I knew Wang Mei was now completely infatuated with me, and I was secretly pleased, just waiting for the right opportunity.

One evening, after Wang Mei had dinner on our ship, I was taking her home along the breakwater road. Suddenly, a strong sea breeze arose, the waves surged, and the roaring waves overcame the breakwater, flooding the road. For a moment, hundreds of meters of the road along the breakwater were choked with water, foaming. This was common in harbors, but the girl was terrified by the violent waves and dared not wade through the water.
"Hold me!" I thought the girl would be shy; she was small, after all, she was already a woman. But to my surprise, Wang Mei beamed and threw herself into my arms. I was so excited my blood was surging. I took the opportunity to hold her tighter and bravely stepped into the water, running swiftly along the turbulent road. When we reached the dry surface, the girl looked at me with the kind of adoration one would show a god.

"Uncle, you're so great!" She was still clinging to me. I glanced at her; she showed no sign of getting down. I was secretly pleased and carried Wang Mei into the tall grass by the sea. By this time, my penis was already hard and erect, throbbing, and I felt I was about to give in.
"A gun, perhaps?" I really didn't know how to answer.

"Uncle, I've never played with a gun before, can I play with it?"

"Wang Mei, let me tell you, it's not a real gun, but a gun that every man has. Do you want to see?"

Wang Mei seemed to understand, but not quite. She looked at me for a while, then said, "Uncle, I really admire you. I'll do anything you want."

"Wang Mei, can you show your body to your uncle? I've never seen a woman before."
Wang Mei's face turned as red as a monkey's butt, but her little hands still started unbuttoning her clothes. "Uncle, turn your face away first, don't peek!"

"Uncle, okay."

I turned around, and what a beautiful image came into view made me dizzy.
Wang Mei was lying naked on the grass, her eyes closed. I sat down and looked at her carefully.

I first looked at her vulva. She opened her legs a little, allowing me to see her small labia. The small mound was bare, with only a few fine hairs scattered about. I wanted to touch it but didn't dare.
Then she opened her eyes, as if she could read my mind, and opened her legs a little more. I thought I saw her hymen, which seemed red. I gently touched her belly, and she remained silent. So I moved my hand upwards, stopping when I reached her breasts. I glanced at her; she seemed quite pleased. I then began to touch her right breast, which was soft except for a slightly hard nipple; it hadn't fully developed yet.

"Are you taking off your clothes too? I want to see yours." I thought it wouldn't hurt to take a look, so I pulled down my pants, revealing my already engorged penis. She looked both scared and excited. I asked her to hold my penis with her small hands. At first, she refused, but after my repeated requests, she had no choice but to reach out her trembling hand and grasp it tightly.
I felt like I was about to give in. Her labia looked so beautiful, tightly closed, and I could smell her baby-like scent. I kissed her vulva, and she gasped. I was startled and asked if she was okay. She said she was just startled.

"Have you ever put your finger inside before?"

"Yes, but it got blocked at the first joint."

I looked at her hymen and gently touched it with my finger. I slowly inserted my middle finger into her vagina. I could feel her trembling with excitement. She gasped again, but this time I didn't continue. I pulled my finger out and kissed her, then lowered my head to kiss her cleft. My tongue went deep between her labia, the taste was light and refreshing, and my nose was covered in the vaginal fluid of a thirteen-year-old girl. I kept my focus on her vulva. She gritted her teeth and groaned. I stopped and asked if she was okay. She nodded gently.

"Can you do a little more?"

"Of course I'd love to," she replied. I never knew a girl this age could have an orgasm, but it happened when I licked her labia. She couldn't help but let out a small scream, and then her whole body trembled violently.
"I've done it myself before, but it didn't feel this good," she said. I continued licking her labia, and she couldn't take it anymore and started moaning loudly. Then my hand gently stroked her vulva, flicking her labia back and forth with my fingers, while carefully inserting my fingers into her vagina. But I couldn't go any further than about two centimeters. I could feel her hymen pressing tightly against me. I carefully pulled my fingers in and out of that remaining two centimeters, feeling as if this thirteen-year-old girl's vagina was constantly sucking and squeezing my fingers.

"I think it's so fun to have your fingers inside me," I asked her if she liked it. She nodded, and then I slowly pulled my fingers out and asked her to sit down, facing me. Now my penis was extremely hard, almost unbearable, but I knew I couldn't rush it. After all, she was only a thirteen-year-old girl.
"Uncle, your pee-pee area is so big!"

"That's because Uncle's area is sick. Uncle is in a lot of pain right now because there's a sore inside that's festering, so it's swollen."

"What can we do?"

"Only by sucking out the pus can it get better."

"Then I'll suck it," Wang Mei said, about to suck with her mouth. I immediately stopped her with my hand. "No, only sucking with your lower mouth will work," I said, touching her vulva with my hand.

Wang Mei looked at me, as if she had secretly made up her mind, and slowly lay down.

At this moment, I was too excited. I held my penis and rubbed it on Wang Mei's small vulva. After a while, I said, "It will hurt a little at first, but it will be fine in a while, so you have to bear with it! This way, we can suck out the pus inside. You will be my savior. You have done a great job.

" "Okay, I know." So my penis slowly began to insert into Wang Mei's honey hole. Wang Mei's face was twisted in pain, as if her honey hole was being torn apart.

"It's in, does it hurt?"

"It hurts! But for your illness, I can endure it. How long will it take?"

"I'll start thrusting in and out of your little hole in a bit, that way I can drain the pus. It'll be done in about twenty minutes." "

Then start thrusting, I'll hold on!"

"Mmm!" My penis slowly thrust in and out of the honey hole being penetrated for the first time, and I felt so happy.
At the same time, I started to speed up and thrust harder, each time going all the way to the deepest point.

"Ah...! Mmm...! Ah...! Ah...! Ah...! Mmm...! Mmm...!"

"Is it very comfortable?"

"Mmm...! It really... feels so good...! I never... thought... there was... such a... comfortable... thing...!"

As she spoke, Wang Mei's body trembled, and her honey hole overflowed for the first time. I felt the tightness of Wang Mei's little hole, as if my entire penis was being sucked in. Finally, I couldn't hold back either, and a mouthful of "pus" was sucked into Wang Mei's honey hole.

Wang Mei blushed, sat up, looked down at my penis, and laughed, "Uncle, look, it really worked! The swelling has gone down."

"Thank you, my little savior. Are you happy?"

"Yes, it hurt too much at first, but it'll be fine soon. Although I saved your life, I'm so happy myself."... Wang Mei and I hugged tightly. I don't know where the energy came from, but that night, Wang Mei sucked the pus four times before my "treasure" was completely healed.

At 11 pm, I took Wang Mei to her grandmother's house, reminding her as we parted, "Remember, this is our secret!" "

Okay!" After that, Wang Mei came to our ship almost every day. Sometimes she would suck the pus in my captain's cabin, sometimes on the grass by the sea. Wang Mei seemed to really love this job.

Later, summer vacation ended, and the girl returned south, choking back tears. Soon after, she sent a letter filled with childlike longing.
I wrote back to her, thanking her for saving my life and encouraging her to study hard and prepare herself to join our ranks in the future. Our correspondence brought her great joy. She told me that she was quite envied in her class because a captain uncle wrote to her.

Five years passed, and we never met again. We spent our days and nights sailing, patrolling, and escorting ships on the ocean.
One year, we sailed close to the city where she lived and almost met. Suddenly, the Sino-Vietnamese War broke out, and we were ordered to change course and join a task force urgently formed at sea, heading to the Gulf of Tonkin to deter the Vietnamese fleet. That was also the last glimmer of light shining as my eight turbulent years at sea came to an end. Soon, a group of well-trained naval academy graduates took over the positions of us older officers who had risen from the ranks of sailors. I was discharged.

Returning home to Beijing, I took off my tight-fitting military uniform and put on loose civilian clothes, and I was almost at a loss. I was lost and confused, with no one to confide in. My parents cared about me, but I couldn't lean on them like I used to when I was a child, relying on them for support. They hadn't changed; it was I who didn't want to. Although my appearance hadn't changed much, eight years of hardship had hardened my heart, making me a man who could take care of myself. I couldn't bear the idle days of eating and sleeping, so I used the money the army gave me upon discharge to travel around. I climbed mountains and crossed rivers everywhere, constantly heading south. By the time I reached the southernmost metropolis, I was exhausted, penniless, and had tasted the bitterness of loneliness. What I kept thinking about was the girl named Wang Mei, who had saved my life.

Wang Mei was at Jinyun Civil Airport in this city. Her last letter told me that she had graduated from high school and become a flight attendant.

I didn't recognize her; she walked right up to me, and I still didn't recognize her.

I called the flight crew from the waiting room, and her colleague told me she was flying to Beijing and would be back at 3 p.m. After hanging up the phone, I found a seat on the second floor with a good view. I smoked and watched the diverse crowd in the waiting area below and the planes taking off and landing on the tarmac outside the glass wall. When a graceful flight attendant walked towards me through the flow of people, exuding the crisp air of the high altitude, even though I stared intently, I saw almost nothing except rays of sunlight streaming across her beautiful face and her dazzling sky-blue uniform.

"Don't you recognize me?"

"I really don't, but I know it's you."

"So, have I become uglier or more beautiful?"

"Don't force me to compliment you." Wang Mei sat down beside me. I continued to stare at her, and she stared back at me.
"We haven't seen each other for six years, my great benefactor." Hearing me call her my great benefactor, her face flushed red, even her ears turned bright red.

"You big bad guy, you tricked me into treating your illness. You're cured, but I'm sick now."

"What illness do you have?" I asked anxiously.

"It's all your fault! You've made me think about sucking pus from people's wounds every day, doing good deeds, you know? Sometimes I can't find anyone to help, so I have to suck my fingers instead. You big liar!" She said, tapping my face with her finger.
Wang Mei really has grown up, become a young woman. It's true, it's unbelievable, she's grown up, but I haven't aged.

"Let's go."

"Why?"

"I'll settle you in somewhere, and then... I'll come find you."

"Want to have a good chat?"

"Yeah, this place is too noisy, too conspicuous."

"You mean find a quiet place where no one's around?"

"Yeah." We both stood up, and I still couldn't help but stare at her.

"Why are you staring at me?"

"I was thinking, your little mouth that sucked pus from me must have turned into a big mouth by now, right?"

"You big jerk!" she said, slapping my face.

Wang Mei led me to the guesthouse, fed me, gave me drinks, and even a relaxing hot bath. For dinner, I devoured a large plate of braised pork and kale, then stuffed a banana right down my throat. I felt like a young master. With my stomach problem solved, another problem arose: "Oh no, I'm sick again," I said, hugging Wang Mei tightly.

"My little one, I've waited so long, six years! I'm finally seeing you again."

"Look at your impatient look, I'm not interested." I impatiently hugged her and took off her clothes.
Wang Mei said she wasn't interested, but she was already thinking about it, so she half-heartedly took off her outer clothes and bra, leaving her in only her panties.

Her breasts were already very full. I gently stroked them, and her tender red nipples protruded. So I started sucking, making her skin tingle.

"Can you suck a little lighter? It's so itchy!"

I pushed her down onto the bed. Wang Mei lay there with her legs spread wide, and she took off her panties herself. I knew she was already out of control, and I was no different. I quickly stripped naked, my large penis standing erect, almost touching my lower abdomen.

Wang Mei couldn't help but grip my penis tightly, grinning, "Why is your thing so much bigger than before? It's so hard it's scary!"

"It's because no one has helped me drain the pus in a long time, it's swollen and big. This thing is trying to go into your peach blossom cave to help me drain it."

"My little hole probably can't fit it."

"Nonsense, six years ago you were so small and it could fit, why can't it fit now?"

"Yours is too big! Look how small my hole is!" As she spoke, Wang Mei deliberately spread her legs a little wider and shook her white, tender buttocks a few times.

I stared wide-eyed, drool dripping from my mouth. I admired her closely: her snow-white, delicate breasts, her slender waist, her round, plump buttocks, and the high, protruding vulva below her abdomen, already covered with a patch of long and short pubic hair, revealing her alluring opening, the cleft glistening with moisture. I couldn't resist holding her jade-like legs and gently touching her vulva.

The more I touched, the more I wanted to touch it; she felt itchy from my touch, and the moisture inside her increased.

My penis became even harder than before.

At this point, I was so eager that I stopped talking, raising my large penis to attack her vulva.

Wang Mei lay flat on the bed, her legs already spread wide. So I lifted Wang Mei's legs, straddled her buttocks, and aimed my large penis at her opening, ready to enter.

At this moment, Wang Mei, holding a penis in one hand, said, "Darling, don't be too hasty. Go in slowly. I've never used such a big penis before, so be gentle and don't tear your vagina."

"Don't be afraid, I'll insert it gently. Come on, hold the penis properly now."

"Insert it little by little, don't go in all at once, understand?" After saying that, Wang Mei took the large penis and guided it to her vaginal opening. Her vagina was itchy, and a lot of lustful fluid flowed out. As soon as the penis was placed on the entrance,

I felt something hot and slippery and asked, "Is it aligned?" "

It's aligned, go in!" I pressed my buttocks down and thrust my penis forward. I felt a heat on the glans and felt the hard glans being covered.

Wang Mei opened her mouth and softly exclaimed, "Oh! It's in, it's so full." So I lay on top of her and kissed her face, moving slowly and steadily below.

I felt Wang Mei was a little nervous at first. The large glans went into her vagina, and although her vagina had been touched before, it was still very tight.

After I had thrust in and out over a hundred times, Wang Mei started swallowing, swallowing more and more, panting heavily, clinging to my neck, and raising her legs. So I changed my thrusting method.

First, I thrust my penis in hard twice, then pulled out and gently thrust six or seven times at the entrance.

Wang Mei got aroused, hugging my neck tightly and saying, "What is this? This dry hole is so hot and itchy,

I want it to be harder!" Seeing that she was already aroused, I changed to three heavy thrusts to the core of her hole and two short thrusts just to the entrance, then three heavy thrusts to the bottom and two light thrusts at the entrance.

Wang Mei cried out "Aiya! Aiya! Aiya!" three times when the three thrusts reached her mouth, and "Aiya! Aiya!" when the two light thrusts were just grinding inside her hole. With

each thrust, her hole made sounds. Wang Mei moaned, "Oh, my little hole is blooming, so comfortable, so satisfying! Your big cock is so hard, my hole is going to break!" After being teased for over twenty minutes, her hole was already very wet.

I thrust in and out with all my might, my body swaying wildly. Wang Mei's little hole gripped my large penis tightly, and I felt waves of tingling sensations in my penis, like an electric shock running through my body.

Wang Mei hugged me tightly and shook her buttocks wildly, saying, "I...I'm done. I...I'm going to lose it again!"

My penis also tingled, and my semen shot straight down, while Wang Mei's vaginal fluid shot straight towards my glans. "Plop! Plop!" We both ejaculated simultaneously.

I collapsed next to Wang Mei, saying, "I'm exhausted!"

"I ejaculated!" I rested for a moment, then pulled out my penis and got off.

There was semen all over the hair around our lower abdomens.

Wang Mei laughed, "Look at the hair on your body, it's covered in white milk, hehe."

"Still laughing at me? Look at the hair on your pubic area."

"Go wash up, or the bed will be covered too." So I filled the tub, carried Wang Mei to the bathroom to shower, and after the shower, we both quickly fell asleep.

Since our intimate moment at the guesthouse, I haven't been able to find a chance to spend some time alone with Wang Mei. During the day, she flies to all parts of the country, bringing back and forth those portly foreigners and solemn compatriots. At night, she brings people here in various ways, sometimes one or two, sometimes three or five. I once asked her if the security situation along the way was bad and she needed company. She said no. Then I don't understand. She said her colleagues are all very lovely girls, and I'd like to get to know them, but doesn't she know how desperately I want to "talk" to her alone? I'm sick again, Wang Mei, please save me!

The typhoon—my savior—landed unexpectedly, uprooting trees, destroying houses, and grounding the airport. Wang Mei arrived, and my spirits lifted—she was alone. She wore a light green dress, clean and cool. The moment I saw her, my manhood involuntarily stirred. I'm sure Wang Mei noticed, but she pretended not to, spouting nonsense to me, telling me English stories all day long. Like, Mr. and Mrs. Green didn't speak. Mr. Green told Mrs. Green to wake him at six in the morning, but he woke up at eight, and Mrs. Green wrote "Hi, get up" on the paper. Or, Mr. Robert had a garden of roses.
When a little rascal tried to sell him a large bunch for a shilling, he refused, saying he had plenty. The little rascal said, "No, you don't have any; all your roses are in my hands."... I protested that I couldn't understand English at all, and Wang Mei said she would repeat it in Chinese, which doubled the length of this pointless conversation. I could only tell her a few vulgar stories circulating among the sailors, and even I felt I spoke listlessly.

"Don't be angry with me," Wang Mei said, "I'm conflicted."

She told me this, and I realized she was actually "observing" me. Although we had already consummated our marriage, we weren't officially husband and wife. Wang Mei was a very concerned woman; when it came to marriage, she didn't care about her family's opinions, but she was afraid of her friends' criticism. Unfortunately, her close friends disagreed, their opinions quite divided.

That day, after Zhang Xin left, I had a conversation with her: "I'm very satisfied."

"You're very satisfied?" Wang Mei was taken aback.

"I mean, I'm very satisfied as your friend." But Liu Weiwei, whom I had been chatting with enthusiastically, insisted: "He'll dump you in the future."

I didn't know what made her so certain. I didn't seem to reveal anything to her, except when I mentioned that becoming a member of the armed police was easier, she asked if I knew martial arts, and I casually said I knew "six."

To be honest, what I wanted most right now wasn't to listen to Wang Mei talk about this or that. I needed… So, regardless of what Wang Mei thought, I went up and hugged her tightly. Wang Mei struggled slightly, glanced at me, and said, "You impatient lecher. I had planned not to do *that* with you until our marriage was settled. Sigh, I can't help it, your thing is just too alluring."

Hearing Wang Mei say that, I felt more at ease and acted boldly. I first guided Wang Mei's hand to my big cock. As soon as she touched it, Wang Mei couldn't wait to grab my big cock and start stroking it.

The "sage" once said that once a woman has experienced the pleasure of intercourse, she will crave it even more than a man. Good heavens, that was just him teasing me. My hands were also busy; one hand constantly caressed her large breasts and nipples, the other constantly stroked her alluring vulva. My desire was rising, and I gently grabbed a handful of pubic hair.

"Ah! Darling…gently…gently…you're hurting me…"

"Mei! Your pubic hair is so thick now, so much, it's so alluring…"

"It's all your fault! Six years ago I was completely naked! Stop touching and rubbing me like that, it makes me sad…my pussy is so itchy…come…come and stop the itch…" Wang Mei trembled all over from my caresses, and her hands stopped stroking my penis, instead pulling at it.

I knew she was now burning with desire, both hungry and empty, and needed a good meal to quench her thirst and stop her itch. This woman, just a moment ago she was so serious. I need to teach her a lesson. So I continued to tease and caress her slowly… even though I was already burning with desire.

“Oh, you’re so naughty! I, I… I’m so itchy… and you’re still so hesitant… teasing me endlessly… if you don’t put it in… I’ll get angry… and twist your cock… off…” In her desperation, the woman had already thrown her gentleness into the Sea of Japan.

Wang Mei said, increasing the pressure on her hands.

“Ah! My dear Mei Mei! Don’t squeeze so hard… it hurts…” I felt my penis hurting… By this time, Wang Mei and I were already lying on the bed, our clothes already off. Wang Mei’s curves were exquisite, her slender and alluring body lying on the bed, her skin snow-white and rosy, her large pear-shaped breasts trembling with her delicate body. It all stirred my heart, her dark pubic hair covering her small, round vulva.

Wow! ...My mouth was dry from watching, my heart pounding like a drum. My huge cock was erect and angry,
like a raging lion about to unleash its fury. I pinned Wang Mei down, no longer wanting to tease her; I truly couldn't take it anymore.

"Ouch...I'm so uncomfortable...I'm so itchy...ah...it's itchy...I'm so...uh...it's...it's killing me..." Wang Mei moaned lewdly.

I pressed down on her alluring body, my massive cock searching for Wang Mei's peach blossom cave.

Ah! I found it!

Wang Mei's peach blossom cave was glistening with lustful fluids. At this moment, her entire body was ablaze with heat, involuntarily moaning, "Ouch...you bastard...go die...go die...um...your...big cock...I want...your..."

I was also aroused, forcefully thrusting my hips down... "Ah..." We both cried out softly at the same time.

What followed was a fierce battle of thousands of blows; the outcome, readers can imagine.

After the battle, Wang Mei left.

The next day, a continuous thunderstorm raged. Wang Mei returned, alone again, raindrops clinging to her temples, her long, straight legs soaked. A major battle was inevitable.

Time cannot be reversed, nor can our relationship. And, heavens! I should have realized that nothing could stop its rapid development now. I myself am now unsure whether what I have with Wang Mei is lust or love. Perhaps it is lust that has sublimated into love?

Wang Mei is now increasingly making me miss and move me deeply. This feeling isn't about fiery passion, loyalty, or acts of saving others from suffering; it's about her deep attachment to me, a childlike, innocent, and profound attachment.

Every time we met, she would ask me the same question over and over again: "What kind of girl do you ideally want to find?"
At first, I joked with her: "At least once married, with a honey pot that can just fit my penis. Tall, resolute, with the talent to save the world, and incredibly wealthy."

Later, I realized I couldn't joke like that, so I said: "My ideal person is a little girl like you, it's you."

She always wanted me to say that I had fallen for her at first sight when I was at the naval port. Of course not, I couldn't lie. She was just a child then, and my relationship with her was just me being too lewd and taking care of my own needs.

But she insisted that I say it, so I could only say: "I fell for you at first sight. I wasn't there when you were born, but even if I had, I would have fallen for you at first sight."

Every night when she returned to the flight crew, she would always walk slowly with her head down, holding my hand, without saying a word. Her desolate appearance was indescribable. I couldn't stand it, and I kept saying to her, "Please don't be like this, don't act like it's a life-or-death situation, you're coming tomorrow, aren't you?"

Whenever she acted like this, my only recourse was to hold her tightly and slowly tease her. Only then did Wang Mei become a complete woman. But after it was over, she would be back to that expression when we parted.

My heart pounded. What if I accidentally wronged her in the future? Wouldn't she kill me? I told myself: Good thing I did this, this is the result of being with a girl.

One night, she didn't come. I kept calling the flight attendants, one every five minutes. Finally, Zhang Xin arrived on her bicycle and told me that the plane had a malfunction, and A-Mei was stuck in Guilin and couldn't come back that night. Zhang Xin then said, since A-Mei can't come back today, I'll take her place. Suddenly, I saw Zhang Xin blush, and sensing something was wrong, I quickly changed my words, saying, I'll just cook dinner for you in her place. Watching Zhang Xin busy preparing dinner, looking like a little wife, her face flushed, I had no idea what was going on in her little head. After dinner, Zhang Xin prepared my bath, and I blurted out, almost without thinking, "Let's bathe together." As soon as I said it, I felt uncomfortable. How could she be like this? Wang Mei hadn't been back for a day, and she was already thinking of having an affair. Deep down, I both hoped for rejection and hoped she would agree.
But Zhang Xin nodded slightly. "I don't want to hurt Mei, but I really like you, there's no way around it."
"What? You like me? Nobody believes that! Didn't you say I was bad in front of Wang Mei?"

"You're a big jerk," she said, giving me a sidelong glance.

I walked up to Zhang Xin and slowly unbuttoned her clothes. My hands trembled slightly, and I could feel Zhang Xin's stiff body shaking even more violently... We washed each other's bodies, and I carefully stroked Zhang Xin's nipples, about the size of a grapefruit, soft, elastic, and firm, pink nipples. Just looking at them made me want to put those two nipples in my mouth... As I washed, my penis grew bigger. Zhang Xin saw my penis and was startled. "How did it get so big?"

I said, "You can make it go back to its original size."

So I took Zhang Xin to bed... She was still a virgin... very tight, but she... She didn't cry out in pain, just gritted her teeth. I didn't dare thrust too fast, afraid of hurting her... I thrust slowly, kissing her as I did. She didn't know how to kiss then; her lips were tightly closed. I asked her to stick out her tongue, and then I sucked on her tongue, turning it over and over with mine. This time she started to get into it, probably producing some vaginal fluid. I found it easier to thrust. We changed positions a lot, but since it was Zhang Xin's first time, she couldn't fully cooperate, so we mostly used the normal position, missionary, woman-on-top, and doggy style... After seeing Zhang Xin off, I was shocked. I had actually done something so wrong to A-Mei. I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. I had to see Wang Mei as soon as possible, I thought.

The next day, there happened to be an early flight to Guilin. When I arrived in Guilin, thank God, A-Mei was still there. Seeing her, I felt half guilty and half excited.

A-Mei was quite surprised: "Why did you come?"

"Because I missed you!" I trusted her completely and boarded the flight A-Mei was working on to return to Beijing. I went into the cabin before boarding was announced. Ah Mei showed me their kitchen equipment. I liked the shiny tableware, but I didn't like the way Ah Mei spoke to me; she was reenacting the scene when I led her onto the ship years ago.

"Don't act so high and mighty with me," I complained.

"No, not at all," Amei said, sounding a little aggrieved. "I still have to serve you tea and water myself later."

I smiled. "Alright, now lead me to my seat."

"Please sit down, sir. I'll put your bag on it for you." I sat down, feeling quite pleased.

Amei then said to me, "You've never said those three words to me before."

"Oh, thank you. —Third words!"

"Not that." I was confused, unable to guess. Passengers boarded, and many people entered the cabin. Amei had to go away to greet others. I suddenly remembered, but that word couldn't be said in the cabin.

Amei was busy in the front kitchen, pouring drinks into individual cups and saucers. I could see her blue figure flashing by from time to time. A moment later, she came out with a tray, smiling sweetly, her elegant posture making everyone feel happy. Only I understood that her smile was reserved for me. The flight from Guilin to Beijing takes two and a half hours. Then I saw Amei finish her work and sit down to rest in the back. I needed to use the restroom, so I walked to the back door and said to Wang Mei, "Miss, why can't I open this door?" A mischievous smile played on my lips.

"I'll help you," Mei replied with a smile. She glanced inside, and seeing no one was watching, quickly opened the door. We ran inside, and Mei casually hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door. It

was small inside, and we squeezed tightly together.

"You rascal, I'm on duty right now."

"I'm a customer, you must serve me wholeheartedly."

"You pervert, hurry up!" She stood up, leaned against the wall, pulled her skirt up, pulled down her panties, and spread her legs.

"Quick, give me some lubricant first," she said, cupping my head in her hands and slowly moving it towards her pubic hair.
I crouched down, parted her thick pubic hair, and glistening droplets of her love juice shimmered at the entrance of her pale pink paradise… A moment later, she turned around, her back to me, bent over, gripped the edge of the toilet bowl, and looked back at me with a seductive gaze. Her buttocks were high, her legs spread, and her full labia gleamed alluringly in the dark forest. Looking at her long legs and the beautiful curves of her buttocks, my penis rose even higher…

“Come on!!”

“Oh!”

I snapped out of my daze, shut my mouth that was about to drool, and moved my lower body towards her paradise. I bent down, one hand caressing her full breasts, the other holding my penis, and gently rubbing against the fleshy lips of her vulva from behind…

“Don’t tease me like that!! Hurry, I can’t take it anymore, there’s no time left.”

The honey flowing from her labia moistened the purplish-red glans, and I gently inserted my penis into her lips, letting the glans sink into the hole… I saw Ah Mei slightly raise her head, her buttocks thrusting even higher, the fleshy walls inside her tightly gripping my penis, moving back and forth… I wasn’t going to be outdone, gripping her waist tightly, and began to thrust in and out like a piston.

Her moans grew louder, mingling with the loud slapping of her buttocks and the soft, gurgling sounds of penetration. A wild symphony of lovemaking echoed throughout the toilet. I thrust harder, her labia opening and closing with each stroke, her juices flowing slowly down her thighs. I thrust a few more times, finally losing control, and a gush of heat shot into Amei's honeypot.
We quickly tidied ourselves and sneaked out of the toilet… The clouds were boiling powerfully and intensely, like a massive, released energy surging forward, surging and crashing. I felt airsick.

Amei's height was indeed roughly equal to mine, and our sexual desires were about the same, but she was far from mature. If she didn't mind, I could say her feelings were mixed with other elements—I meant that her "love" and "desire" were mixed with a lot of "worship." The feelings and experiences from six years ago still significantly influenced our relationship. She saw me as a perfect person and a great man, which inevitably brought me a lot of inconvenience, because I am not perfect. She regarded me as a strong person, which was even worse; she would make unreasonable demands on me. Things she could do, I couldn't do; things she could say, I couldn't say; if we had a disagreement, all the blame fell on me. Also, no matter how much she provoked me, I couldn't hit her.

I have to admit, I was too good to her in the first few months, too good. You could say I spoiled her. I spent every day at the Capital Airport. Whenever her department's plane landed, I would anxiously block the waiters and ask, "Is Amei here?"

Zhang Xin, who knew our relationship, was very touched and a little jealous. Was Wang Mei really that good? People who didn't know the details would go back and ask, "Amei, how much money do you owe that person in Beijing?"

If we were lucky enough to run into Amei, we would go to the third-floor refreshment area and sit and chat for a long time. Amei willingly gave up her flight attendant's meals to eat a seven-cent meal with me. She also said that this meatball rice dish topped with tomatoes was the most delicious meal she had ever eaten. After the meal, if we had time, we would find a secluded spot and repeat what we always did, doing it endlessly without getting tired of it. Strangely enough, this might be the most patient thing I've ever done since I was born.

During this time, a guy who had served in the navy with me asked me to go work on a foreign ship with him. He said that ocean freight companies really needed old sailors like us. I was really tempted, but I still told him, "I'm too old, let those single young men go."

"What kind of soft dock have you landed on?" he asked me with a disdainful sidelong glance.

I said, "Anyway, it's much tastier than those seafood. I value my life very much now."

"Even if you're careful, even if you drink a box of 'Turtle Longevity Pills' every day, you'll still be a good-for-nothing who dies in your wife's arms."

"Fuck you, you little brat who'll be fed to turtles sooner or later!" I retorted, my face red and my neck thick with anger.

Now, for me, the greatest happiness is when the plane malfunctions, not in the air, but after landing in Beijing and being grounded. And there has to be a girl named Wang Mei on the crew. Whenever such a happy event occurs, I carry a basket to the self-service food market in the old city, buy a huge pile of things, and take A-Mei home for a big feast. I'm quite good at cooking: everything is deep-fried—meat, fish, potatoes, sweet potatoes, steamed buns—all fried until golden brown, then drizzled with sauce and dipped in sugar. It's never bad. Even a clod of dirt, if deep-fried, would become crispy and delicious. A-Mei firmly believes this too. Once, Guan Yi came to my house and saw me come out of the kitchen. He could hardly believe his eyes. I was wearing a little white hat, a tattered military uniform, and a floral apron; I looked quite good.

"Don't look at me like an idiot,"

I said cheerfully, patting his shoulder. "Try my cooking later."

My parents don't dislike A-Mei. Nowadays, older people don't have high expectations; bringing one girl home is enough, better than having none or bringing a whole bunch. However, my mother is a bit old-fashioned. Before going to bed, she gently told me, "Son, you're not officially married yet, you can't sleep together."

So that night, I slept in the east wing, and A-Mei slept in the north wing. My parents happily went to their room and had sweet dreams.

After I guessed they were asleep, I slightly opened the door and went to the north wing. I pushed the door open—it wasn't closed!

Good heavens, A-Mei was waiting for me there too. As soon as I entered the room, I saw A-Mei sitting on the bed wearing only a tiny red sheer thong. I couldn't wait any longer and sat down beside her. A-Mei quickly lay down, facing me, her eyes burning with desire. Just as A-Mei lay down, I used both hands to gently pull down her only piece of clothing—the red sheer thong. At that moment, a heat, like fire or molten lava, burned through my entire body. Ah Mei was completely naked, her smooth, soft body, her fragrant, tender flesh, her pink cheeks, her firm and elastic breasts, and her full, large vulva surrounded by black, fuzzy pubic hair. I didn't care about anything else and pressed myself against her.
My left hand clasped tightly with Amei's right. Amei slowly closed her eyes, her lips pressed together in a passionate kiss… At the same time, my right hand entered Amei's vulva, caressing it.

After a moment of intimacy, she trembled slightly, murmuring poetically, "Good…good brother…my…my little hole…is…so…so…itchy…it's so itchy…"

Amei's moans were as alluring as birdsong, making my body throb with desire. So I quickly stripped off all my clothes.

The fire of lust spread from the tip of my tongue throughout my body, every cell was active, caressing and excited. I heard Ah Mei moaning again: "So...so beautiful...so...so...so comfortable...you...you hurry up...suck...my breasts...my nipples...itch...hum..."

When I sucked on her nipples, they bounced in my mouth, which was really cute. So I kissed Ah Mei until she raised her left leg up, and she moaned, "...Darling...I...my...my...my pussy...can't...take...take...it...you...you hurry up and use that...that big cock...to put it in...to...my...slutty hole...to stop...stop the itch...hum...um...hum...uh..." Ah Mei moaned and thrust her body up so that her itchy pussy could touch my big cock.

Ah Mei cried out in a wanton voice, "Ah! Dear brother...darling...please...please...my hole is waiting...hurry up and put it in...it's too much..." I then laid Ah Mei's body back on the bed, her two pink thighs spread wide in a "V" shape, making it easier for my thick, black penis to penetrate deeper. Her legs crossed upwards, clamping my buttocks, and she swayed her hips to welcome my thrusts. As I thrust, I also sucked on her nipples.

This made Ah Mei scream wildly, "This...like this...inserting me...is...really...wonderful...my...my vagina...hasn't...felt...like this...for so long...I...feel so good...you...you...fuck me harder...make me...feel like I'm floating on air...hum...hum...it's...too beautiful...uh..."
"Oh... um... thrust... thrust to death... me... me... your... your cock... is so long... it's... my... bones... are... about to melt... hmph... hmph... beautiful... beautiful to death... I... almost... almost die... oh... oh... so beautiful... oh... too... too wonderful... so... so comfortable... um... I... I can't... I can't live anymore... hmph... I'm going to... I'm going to... I'm going to... I'm going to... come... faster... faster... faster, do it a couple more times... let me... more... more pleasure... come out... hmph... hmph... yes... yes... come out... come out... um..." My glans was shot with that hot vaginal fluid, and I couldn't help but tighten my ejaculation gate. That strong and powerful semen couldn't help but rush out, spraying directly into Amei's little hole comfortably.

However, the next morning, we got up from two separate rooms. My mother must have thought that Amei and I slept separately.

[The End]

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