The Island, Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

The Island, Chapter 3

... moment, then tasted the salty treat she had left for me. Tangy and sweet, and wonderfully womanly. I put them back in the bag reluctantly, knowing I didn’t have time right now to fully enjoy her gift. As I did, I realized there was a piece of paper in the bag as well. I unfolded it, and read “I’m deadheading the next leg of the flight, which means I’m not working, just along for the ride. That will give me plenty of time to arrange your reward. See you soon!” By the time I had tamed my boner, taken a piss, and headed back to the gate, our students were storming out of the jetway. Janie brought up the rear, and we trooped them to the bathrooms to do a little sink bathing and basic hygiene. We walked to the end of the terminal and picked up some snacks, magazines, and movies, then filed back on the plane for our second flight. Several Africans were boarding, and I again saw the Middle Eastern contingent, now arguing with a new member of their group with a rolling carry-on bag who must have joined them here in J-burg. They were speaking rapid-fire Arabic and gesturing wildly as they headed onto the plane. I spotted a stunning Indian woman in a bright pink sari boarding, and several more Koreans joining us for the trip to Seoul. The flight crew changed out, and everyone found their seats. I was in coach class for the remainder of the trip, but was still not anywhere near Janie, who was near the front with part of the Tae Kwon Do group. I was closer to the back, and spotted my ...

... sexy stew on the other side of the plane in the last row, talking to one of the flight attendants, a chubby but attractive blonde woman. The redheaded vixen was still in uniform, but not working this flight, and was sitting in a seat in the last row. They glanced up at me, and both started giggling. I wondered what in the hell she was telling her friend about our arrangement. I shook my head and knew I would be finding out soon. We were leaving just after 3 PM local time, for a second 14-hour flight. The plan was to arrive just about lunchtime in Seoul, after another overnighter. Flying halfway around the world seriously sucked, but at least this airline had some unexpected perks! Everyone buckled up for takeoff, and once we were at altitude the movie started. The lights were dimmed and most passengers tuned in to the latest teen vampire flick. I wasn’t really interested, and was taking out my book to get in a little reading, when I smelled a familiar perfume. I looked up to see those cool green eyes appraising me. My ginger hottie was back. Silently she beckoned me into the aisle, and toward the back of the plane. I followed her down the aisle, watching the sway of her fine, full ass under the uniform skirt. I wondered if she had a spare pair of panties on, or if she was naked under there! The thought had my cock engorged in no time. As we approached the rear galley, two other flight attendants emerged with the service cart. One of them was my honeyslut’s chubby blond friend, ...