ADULT IN-FLIGHT ENTERTAINMENT

CHAPTER 1

Neha Sippy tugged at her skimpy uniform, trying to find some relief from the sudden heat that had nothing to do with the tropical air outside. She was a flight attendant now, her dream of traveling the world and conquering the skies about to come true. She was no longer just a sexy girl without inhibitions. Her boldness, quick wit and a resourceful attitude had gone a long way in her landing this job.

Today marked her first day with Kama Sutra Airways, the new buzz in the industry that promised excitement, luxury, and a dash of something naughty for the elite and super wealthy.

She looked around the Gulfstream aircraft, taking in the sleek design and the 15 plush ultra-luxury passenger seats, taking in the fragrance of plush leather and expensive cologne, a stark contrast to the bleach and chemical scent of other airlines.

The path to her first voyage hadn't been easy. She had to spread her legs in order to get her wings and she had enjoyed every moment of it -- no regrets.  She thought back to her very first time in college.

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Flashback to college days

As a young adult, she had these unreal dreams of meeting her soulmate and a romantic relationship. She had a crush on a senior who was the college stud, but these mental excursions had come at the price of her focus on studies slipping. When her grades dropped to a dangerous level, she was summoned to the principal's office. 

She had imagined a stern lecture, maybe even detention. Instead, she soon found herself laying face down on the principal's lap, her panties down to her knees. He had spanked her butt hard, but instead of hurting, it had aroused her.

She had moaned, her body heating up with every smack. His fingers had slid down her ass crack and stimulated both her pussy and butt hole.  She could feel his erection against her breasts through his pants.

On an impulse, she had unzipped his pants and taken him in her mouth while he spanked her.  She had sucked him until he had shot his hot load in her mouth. She had swallowed with a smile, ready to take whatever punishment he threw at her. Her grades had never been better.

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She had lost her virginity to her college crush, but he had been a disappointment. Lasting all of 3 minutes, he hadn't even made an attempt at foreplay. Even though he knew she was a virgin, he hadn't gone easy. The entire three minute experience had been painful and bloody till he mercifully pulled out and came on her belly.

Since then, she had a few boyfriends, but none of them had been able to fully satisfy her needs.

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Her thoughts drifted to the job interview for Kama Sutra Airlines where the interviewer had asked how far she was willing to go to provide adult entertainment to her passengers and crew during long flights.

She had shrugged, saying she was game for whatever was required. That had led to the interviewer taking her right there in the conference room, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her. She had moaned with pleasure as he filled her.

Surprisingly, this was the best sexual experience of her life so far and she had cum hard around his cock before he filled her pussy with his cum after fucking her for a good 15 minutes, the longest any man had lasted inside her.

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Neha brought herself back to the present and adjusted her uniform, her mind whirling with the erotic memories. She made her way to the cockpit, a sleek space humming with the quiet efficiency of a startup. The control panel was a symphony of blinking lights and digital displays, while the seats were ergonomically designed for comfort, but the atmosphere was tense, the air thick with the weight of the unexpected.

Neha took a deep breath and walked in, her heels clicking against the floor.

"Welcome aboard," the captain had said getting of his seat, taking a couple steps towards her, grabbing her waist and pulling her to him. He kissed her lips hard and her mouth opened involuntarily.  His tongue had found hers and he had kissed her hard, making her heart race.

"Captain Richard Verghese," he had said when he broke the kiss, "call me Dicky."

"What?" he said surprised at the shock in her eyes, "they didn't brief you? I was told to welcome the flight attendant with a kiss instead of a handshake -- one of the many ways Kama Sutra Airlines is different from others." he said. 

"It's ok sir," she said averting her eyes, her face red.

"I am sorry," he said, "I assumed you had been briefed. I didn't mean to offend you."

"Neha Sippy," she had said meeting his eyes again, feigning a confidence she did not feel, "at your service sir." she added, smiling.

The comment letting him know how much of a quick wit she was. He nodded appreciatively at the speed with which she had adapted to the surprise.

"Nice name," he had said, "Do you have a nick name yet Neha?"

"No Sir," she said.

"We have to fix that. It's Kama Sutra Airlines. Everyone gets a sexy call sign. Let's see... Neha Sippy... how does Nippy sound? You have the assets to do justice to the name." he said staring at her ample cleavage.  Neha felt her face flush, but she didn't drop her gaze.

"Nippy it is, then," he said after a pause, since she didn't object, "my advice would be to shed the bra. Let the nips strain the uniform. Will do more justice to your call name." He added with a wink, his eyes never leaving her breasts. "You can ask the desk to give you a new name tag that has your call name instead of your full name."

"Will do sir," she said, making a mental note. The scheduled departure was well over an hour away, enough time to get a new name tag.

"Meet Jammy," Dicky said as his co-pilot stood up to introduce himself to the flight attendant.  Jammy was a short, lanky man with nervous eyes and a face that looked like it was perpetually blushing. He avoided Neha's gaze as he stepped towards her.

"Jamshed Merchant," he said, "but call me Jammy."

"Nice to meet you, Jammy," Neha said, taking a step towards him and kissing him hard.

"Quick study isn't she?" Dicky said when she finally broke the kiss, licking her lips, leaving Jammy red faced, adjusting his glasses.

Introductions done, the pilots went back to the pre-flight checks. Neha made the call to the desk asking for her new name tag and got busy ensuring food and drinks were well stocked and gave the luxury cabin of the aircraft a once over.  She took the captain's advice and got rid of her bra, stashing it in her purse. She took it one step further and unbuttoned a couple buttons of the uniform. Her name tag arrived shortly and she put it on, just above her left nipple, which was poking proudly through the flimsy fabric of the uniform.

"Can I get you anything?" she asked the pilots returning to the cockpit.

"Sit," Dicky said without taking his eyes off the panel in front of him, "don't be so tense. I know it's your first flight, and it's natural to be tense."

She wasn't sure where she was supposed to sit. The two seats in the cockpit were occupied by the Captain and co-pilot, so she just stood.

"Sorry, I am just not sure where to sit," Neha said nervously.

Dicky looked at her, his gaze traveling from her face, down to her chest and resting on her poky nipples. He smiled appreciatively at her compliance with his suggestion to shed the bra. 

"Right here," he said slapping his thigh, "we are just about to start testing the entertainment system. Join us." Neha raised an eyebrow but complied, feeling a surge of excitement as she settled herself on Dicky's lap. He was broad and muscular, his powerful thighs solid beneath her. She could feel the heat of his body through his uniform, and his obvious arousal against her butt.

"Face me," he said slapping her butt. She got up and straddled him.

"Good girl," he said rubbing her nipples over her uniform, "mind if I see them?"

"Not at all," Neha said, unbuttoning her uniform top and freeing her breasts. Her nipples were already hard, aching for attention.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous," Dicky said before taking one of her nipples in his mouth and sucking hard. She noticed Jammy staring at her chest and gave him a wink. Jammy blushed.

"Alright, let's get this show on the road," Dicky said, turning his attention back to the control panel, his face inches from her breasts and one hand playing with a nipple.  Neha could feel his cock twitching beneath her as he spoke. She leaned back slightly, giving him better access to her chest.

"Let's test the entertainment system Jammy," the captain said.  Jammy nodded, still blushing at the sight of Neha straddling the captain, her breasts exposed and being fondled by the older man. He fumbled with the controls, finally selecting something from the menu.

The screen above them flickered to life, displaying a sex scene from an aviation-themed porno flick. A busty stewardess was on her knees in front of a pilot, her mouth wrapped around his cock while the second pilot fucked her pussy from behind.

Neha watched the screen for a moment, her pussy growing wet. She could feel Dicky's cock hardening beneath her, pressing against her core.

He groaned softly, his hand still playing with her nipple. Neha squirmed, her own body responding to the visual and physical stimulation. She could see Jammy's eyes dart between the screen and her body, his breathing becoming more labored.

Sounds of passengers boarding the plane ended the steamy moment.  The captain released Neha's nipple with a final suck, a string of saliva connecting them. "Time to get to work, Nippy," Dicky said, giving her a gentle nudge. She slid off his lap, her body aching with unfulfilled desire. She quickly buttoned up her uniform, her nipples still hard and sensitive.

She stepped out of the cockpit, feeling the tension in her body as she prepared to greet the passengers. 

She welcomed the guests, all men, all super wealthy as they boarded the plane. She checked their boarding passes and guided them to their seats.   She made sure to give each of them a lingering touch, a subtle brush of her hand against theirs or a soft pat on the back. She could feel their eyes on her, appreciating her curves. 

Once all the passengers were on board, she closed the cabin door, locked it and made her way back to the cockpit.

"All boarded and ready for departure sir," she said before ducking out of the cockpit.  She walked down the aisle, turning heads as she did. She could feel the weight of their gaze on her breasts, hungry and appreciative. She ensured each passenger was comfortable, providing them with pillows, blankets, and anything else they required. A couple of them caressed or slapped her butt and she flashed them an accommodating smile. 

She noticed one of the passengers, a man in his late forties with a bald head and a beard struggling with the seat belt. 

"Can I help you sir?" she said reaching out and taking the seat belt from his hands.  She helped him fasten it, pushing her breasts against his shoulder as she leaned in. She could feel his cock hardening forming a tent in his pants. 

"Enjoy your flight sir," she said patting his erection and giving him a wink after fastening the seatbelt.

"Excuse me, Miss," an older man with a thick mustache called out, "I seem to have dropped something."

Neha looked around and spotted a small object on the floor. She bent down to pick it up, making sure her miniskirt rode up high enough to give him a good view of her ass and g-string lace panties. She straightened up and handed him the object, a small silver lighter.

"No smoking on the flight sir," she said handing him the lighter. He pocketed it, his eyes never leaving her chest.

The captain's voice came through the PA system, informing the passengers that they would be pushing back shortly. He informed them of their 8-hour long flight, that they expected clear skies and a smooth flight.

He ended the announcement with a sly smile, "And remember, here at Kama Sutra Airways, we aim to please."

CHAPTER 2

They soon pushed back, she did the safety demo and took her seat as the aircraft reached the runway. They were soon in the air, climbing to their cruising altitude. Most of the passengers had put on their high-end bluetooth headphones and were watching the porn flick of their choice on the entertainment system.

Neha made her way through the cabin, ensuring everyone was comfortable and had everything they needed. She served drinks and refreshments, noticing that every single passenger had a raging erection watching the 'adult entertainment'.

A few passengers even tried to cop a feel, but she playfully slapped their hands away, enjoying the thrill of the power dynamic.

Suddenly, the lights flickered for a few moments and all the screens went blank.  A collective groan echoed through the cabin. Neha's heart skipped a beat as she tried to remain calm. She rushed to the cockpit, finding Dicky and Jammy already engaged in a heated discussion.

"The entertainment system just died," Jammy said, rubbing his temple. "We can't have this. The passengers expect the best."

The captain made an announcement to the passengers, informing them about the glitch. He assured them that they were working on the problem and hoped to have the entertainment system up and running again shortly. 

He cut off the communication and turned to Neha, his expression grave. "Nippy, we need a backup plan. Our passengers aren't paying for coach seats and a broken entertainment system. They want luxury, and they want excitement. We need to give them something to watch."

Neha's pulse quickened as she considered the possibilities. She met Dicky's gaze, her lips curling into a mischievous smile. "I have an idea, sir. Can you check if we can play music through the PA system?"

"Yes, that should be possible," Jammy said, "what do you have in mind?"

She reached for her purse and took out her iPod. "Maybe I could put on a live show and dance for the passengers while you guys work on getting the entertainment system working again." 

Neha said handing Jammy her iPod. "I have some good music on here that should get them in the mood."

Dicky grinned, "Now that's what I call thinking on your feet. I'm sure our passengers will appreciate the effort."

"I'll get started," Neha said, turning to leave.

"Wait," Dicky said, grabbing her arm. "Let's make it even more interesting. We'll have a little contest, make it interactive. Tell them to write down what they want to see and drop it in the box I'll put out. The winning suggestion or the most requests or something... would get a free seat or refund or something." He gestured to the box of slips near the cockpit door. "Give them a show, Nippy. Make this maiden flight one to remember."

Neha nodded, a thrill of excitement coursing through her. She had always been a natural performer, using her body and wit to get out of sticky situations. This was no different. She turned to Jammy, "Can you put on some music? Something upbeat and sexy?"

Jammy nodded, scrolling through her iPod. "How about this playlist? It's called 'Bedroom Beats'."

"Perfect!" Neha said.

Jammy nodded and hit play. The music started, and Neha felt her body moving to the beat. She turned to the captain, a confident smile on her face. "Wish me luck, sir."

Dicky winked at her. "You won't need it, Nippy. You're a natural."

She walked back into the cabin, the music pulsing around her. She could see the passengers looking up, their eyes widening as she approached. She took a deep breath and began to dance, her movements fluid and sensual. She swayed her hips, running her hands through her hair, and then down her body, teasing her curves.

"Just a little something to entertain you guys till we fix the entertainment system," came the Captain's voice over the music through the PA system, "It was Nippy's idea and deserves a round of applause. There's a suggestion box up front for you to drop ideas in and Nippy will try to accommodate as many as she can. The seatbelt sign has been turned off, so feel free to move around, use the facilities or drop your suggestions in the box. Enjoy your flight folks and we will hopefully have the entertainment system fixed soon. "

The cabin was alive with the sound of music and clapping hands. Neha moved gracefully through the aisle, her body dancing to the rhythm.  She could feel the heat of the passengers' stares, their eyes locked onto her every move. A few of them wrote suggestions and dropped them in the box.

She twirled, her long hair flying around her, and bent down, her ass in the air, giving the passengers a glimpse of her lace-covered pussy and ass. She heard a collective intake of breath and a few catcalls. She grinned, feeling a rush of power.

She made her way to the front, her hips swaying, and picked up the suggestion box.

She shook it, the slips of paper rustling inside. She could see the passengers eagerly watching her, their dicks straining against their pants. She opened the box and pulled out a slip.

"Let's see what we have here," she said, reading it aloud. " 'I want to see her tits, says Hardik Shah'.... naughty boy, where are you?"

Neha called out, scanning the cabin. Hardik Shah raised his hand grinning. He was on the first row having the best view.  Neha stepped right in front of him and starting unbuttoning her blouse to the beat of the music.

Collective cat calls went through the cabin when she freed her breasts, inches from Hardik's face. 

"Ooh... you do have a hard dick Mr Shah" she said looking down at the tent in his pants. 

She pulled out another slip from the box, also from Mr Shah, "Let's have a strip dance, says Hard Dick here." she said tossing the slip.

She knew she had them hooked now. She stepped away from Hardik and started moving down the aisle, swaying her hips, her hands running through her hair, her breasts bouncing freely.

She turned around, bent down, her ass pointing at the cabin, and started twerking to the beat of the music. She heard a few catcalls, a few whistles, and someone even started clapping.

She unhooked her skirt seductively.  Inch by inch, she pulled it down, revealing her round, firm ass encased in a black thong. Then she turned to face the passengers, giving them a full view of her lace covered pussy. She heard the sharp intake of breath, the chaotic clapping and whooping.

"Shed the panties," one of the passengers called out.  "Let's see that pretty little pussy."

Neha grinned, loving the power she held over these men. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her thong and slowly slid them down her legs, stepping out of them with a graceful move. She heard the sharp intake of breath as her pussy was now fully exposed. She turned, giving them a full view of her bare ass, her pussy lips glistening with her arousal.

The suggestion box forgotten, she started getting verbal requests now, "show us your butt hole," someone shouted. 

Neha turned around and bent forward. Reaching behind her, she cupped her butt cheeks and spread them wide.  She could feel their hungry eyes on her most private, forbidden place. 

"Finger yourself," Hardik all but ordered. 

Neha smirked and complied, sliding her middle finger into her wet pussy. She moaned, her eyes half-closing at the pleasure of the intrusion. The passengers watched with bated breath as she began to move her finger in and out, her hips swaying to the rhythm.

She was enjoying the power she held over them, the control she had over their pleasure. She grinned wickedly and pulled her fingers out, sucking them clean, moaning at the taste of herself.

"Fuck, that's hot," someone groaned. "Fuck, she's so wet." someone groaned.

Neha grinned, loving the effect she was having on them. She added a second finger, her breath coming in short gasps as she fucked herself. She was close, her body tingling with anticipation.

She looked at the passengers, their eyes glued to her fingers, their hands rubbing their cocks through their pants. She wanted to make them suffer a little longer, to tease them until they were begging for more.

"Like what you see?" she asked, her voice breathy and husky. She moaned, her hips bucking against her hand. The cabin was filled with the sound of her wet pussy, the sucking and squelching as her fingers moved in and out.

"Fuck, yes," someone groaned.

Neha heard the rustling of clothes, the unzipping of pants. She knew they were touching themselves, stroking their hard cocks while they watched her. The thought sent a shiver down her spine. She loved being watched, loved being the center of attention.

"Cum for us," someone said, his voice hoarse and laced with desire.  Neha moaned, the sound loud and raw, her hips moving faster, her fingers fucking her pussy harder and deeper. She was close, so close. She could feel the heat building in her core, her body tingling with anticipation.

"Fuck, yes," she hissed, her voice ragged with need. "I'm so close. Patience boys."

She continued to tease them, her fingers fucking her pussy slowly, deliberately, her eyes locked onto theirs, her hips moving in a sensuous, inviting rhythm. She was close, her body coiled tight, ready to snap. But she held back, wanting them to beg for it.

"Fuck, Nippy," one of the passengers groaned, his cock in his hand, stroking it furiously. "Let us see you cum. Please."

Neha's eyes sought out the speaker, a man in his early forties, his hair greying at the temples, his jaw set in a grimace of pleasure.

His hand was wrapped around his cock, the skin pulled taut over the length, his thumb rubbing the tip where pre-cum leaked.

"Please, Nippy," another voice joined in, this one younger, the passenger in the row behind.

He was stroking his cock through his pants, his hand moving in time with Neha's fingers. We want to see you explode for us."

Neha's breath hitched, her body responding to the raw desire in their voices. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tingling with anticipation. And then she couldn't hold back anymore. Her body started shaking , her hips bucking wildly. Her fingers pumped faster and harder into her pussy, her moans turning into screams. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm cumming!" she cried out, her orgasm ripping through her.

The cabin erupted in cheers and applause. The passengers watched, transfixed, as Neha rode out her orgasm, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching around her fingers.

"Fuck, that was hot," Hardik Shah moaned, his hand still rubbing his cock. "But we want more. We want to see that pussy getting fucked."

Hardik Shah groaned, his hand moving furiously on his cock. Neha grinned, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. She licked her lips, her eyes scanning the cabin.

"Let me see what I can do about that," she said as her breathing returned to normal and made her way to the cockpit, stark naked.

"Any luck with the entertainment system?" she asked.

She leaned against the entrance to the cockpit, her breasts heaving, her naked body still glistening with sweat from her performance.

"Nope," Dicky said. He was an electronics engineer and was trying to diagnose where the problem was.

"Damn it!" she groaned, "I danced for them, did a strip dance and even masturbated till I came. Now they want to see me getting fucked. I am literally screwed unless you can fix this Sir."

"I don't know what to tell you Nippy, I am trying. Jammy go fuck her while I try and fix this."

"Me?" Jammy said, his eyes darting between the captain and Neha, his cheeks turning bright red. "I-I can't. I've never... I mean, I'm a virgin."

"Fuck, Jammy," Dicky said, throwing his hands up in the air. "You're a fucking co-pilot on a plane full of horny bastards who've just watched our stewardess give them the show of a lifetime, and you're telling me you're a fucking virgin?"

"I'm sorry, sir," Jammy said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Neha stepped closer to Jammy, her naked body mere inches from his. 

"Maybe that's not such a bad thing," she said, "as long as you don't mind losing your virginity publicly to me." 

Come on, she said not waiting for a reply. Grabbing his wrist, she dragged him to the cabin.

"We have a surprise special today," she said as Jammy blushed, seeing all the eyes on him.  "Our lovely co-pilot Jammy here is going to make his debut. Isn't that right, Jammy? Who would like to see him lose his virginity?" Neha said, grinning as she looked back at him.

Jammy turned beet red, swallowing hard. She saw the bulge in his pants grow, his cock straining against his uniform. She laughed, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine. "I see you like the idea, Jammy."

She turned to the cabin, her hands on her hips. "Alright, listen up, boys. Our little co-pilot here is about to get a lesson in landing his gear in my runway. Let's give him a round of applause, shall we?"

The cabin erupted in cheers and catcalls.

Neha started unbuttoning Jammy's shirt, her eyes locked on his nervous and beet red face, "Relax Jammy, just go with the flow. You will be alright." She said leaning in and kissing him.  Her hand reached for his belt, unbuckling it before moving to his pants. With a swift movement, she unzipped them, her hand dipping inside to cup his cock through his tighty whities.

"Fuck, you're hard," she whispered against his lips, her fingers wrapping around his length. She could feel him pulsing in her hand, his breath coming in short gasps, "ready to park your aircraft in my hangar?"

"I-I'm sorry, Neha," he murmured, his eyes darting between her and the cabin full of watching men. "I can't do this."

"Sure you can, it will be fun and totally worth it, I promise. Besides, you don't want to disappoint our passengers do you?"

The passengers were starting to get irritated with his hesitation and were jeering, asking him to get on with it and bang her.  "Fuck, just do it already, fucking pussy," someone shouted from the back.

"Maybe he likes guys" another one chimed in, "want to do me?"

Neha could see Jammy's face turning an even deeper shade of red. She knew he was embarrassed and overwhelmed but she also knew that he was turned on as hell. He had a huge fucking boner in his pants, she could feel it pulsing in her hand. She just needed to push him a little, help him get over his nervousness.

Getting on her knees,  she reached for his waistband and pulled his pants and boxers down in one swift movement. His cock sprang free, hard and ready. She looked up at him, grinning. "Fuck, Jammy? You're huge. Can't wait to taste the jam."

Bending forward. she licked the tip of his hardness before taking the head of his cock in her mouth.

She sucked gently, her tongue swirling around the sweet spot beneath the head. She could hear Jammy's sharp intake of breath, see his eyes widen as she took him deeper. She started bobbing her head, her lips gliding up and down his thick shaft. She could feel pre-cum oozing out of him, coating her tongue and the back of her throat. She moaned, the vibrations sending shivers down Jammy's body.

"Aaahhh...." Jammy groaned, his hands fisting in her hair. "That feels so fucking good."

Neha hummed in agreement, her mouth working magic on his cock.

She let him fuck her throat, taking him as deep as she could before pulling back to suck on the head, her tongue swirling around the sensitive spot. She reached between her legs and started fingering herself, her own arousal helping her take him deeper.

"Oh, Nippy," Jammy groaned, his hips moving in time with her head bobbing up and down on his cock. "Gonna fucking cum if you keep that up."

Neha pulled back, her lips glistening with his pre-cum. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust. "Not yet, stud. I want you to fuck me. I want your big, hard cock inside me."

Neha stood up, her body glistening with her own arousal and Jammy's pre-cum. She turned around, bending at the waist, and presented her dripping wet pussy and ass to him. "Fuck me, Jammy. Show them what you're made of."

Jammy swallowed hard, his eyes wide with desire and disbelief. He looked at Neha's bare ass, her pussy lips glistening with her arousal, her little hole winking at him. He reached out, his fingers tentatively touching her, exploring her wetness. 

He traced the outline of her pussy, the warmth radiating from her. He heard her moan, her hips pressing back against his touch. Positioning his cock at her opening, he lubricated it with her juices before pushing into her.

He groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt her tightness envelop him. Neha moaned, her body shaking as he filled her completely.

"Fuck, you're so tight," Jammy groaned, his hands gripping her hips. "So fucking wet."

Jammy began to move, his hips thrusting back and forth, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy. He found a rhythm, his thrusts becoming deeper and harder.

The passengers were now cheering him on, asking him to fuck her harder and cream her pussy. Many had their cocks out and were openly stroking themselves. 

"Don't cum inside me," she whispered loud enough for Jammy to hear but not the passengers, "I am not on the pill. Just pull out when you are about to cum ok?"

Jammy nodded, his eyes closed, enjoying the sensations of the very first fuck of his life.  Neha groaned loudly, her hands kneading her own breasts, her back arching to meet his thrusts. "That's it, Jammy. Harder, Jammy harder."

Jammy fucked her harder, his grunts filling the cabin. He could feel the pressure building in his balls, his orgasm close. He tried to hold back, to make this last, but Neha's pussy was too good, too tight and wet.

Suddenly he pulled out, letting out a shudder and groan as he shot his load all over her ass and back. It was over in less than five minutes.

"Fuck, that was amazing," Jammy groaned.

He looked at Neha, his body glistening with sweat, his cock slowly softening. "I can't believe I just did that."

Neha turned to face him, a wicked grin on her face. "Not bad at all for a first timer."

But the passengers were less impressed, complaining about  the show ending so soon. They wanted more. They wanted to see her fucked good.  

Just then the lights flickered one more time and the screens came alive. The Captain's voice came over the PA system.

"Good new folks, we have fixed the issue and you can enjoy your shows again."

A collective groan went through the cabin. They preferred the live show. Hardik Shah was the most vocal of them all, wanting to see the Captain fuck her brains out.  "We want the captain to fuck you, Nippy," he said, his voice hoarse with desire. "We want to see you get a good fucking."

"I'd love to eat that dripping wet pussy of yours," Hardik said, "if the Captain is too busy flying the plane"

"I'll go get Dicky," Jammy said zipping his pants. He put his shirt back on and headed to the cockpit. Taking over the flight controls, he asked the Captain to go to the passenger cabin where things were getting heated up.

Captain Dicky walked through the open cockpit door, his muscular body filling the frame. The passengers let out a collective whoop and holler, their eyes gleaming with lust and anticipation.

Neha was still naked, her body glistening with Jammy's cum, her pussy still throbbing from the fucking she had just received. She turned to face the Captain.

"Looks like you've got your work cut out for you, Captain. They want you to eat my pussy," She looked at the passengers, "don't you boys?"

"Fuck yeah, Captain. Get in there and eat that fucking pussy, till she cums in your mouth" someone yelled.

"Heck yeah," someone else said, "want you to eat her out and drink her cum."

A chorus of agreement echoed through the cabin. Dicky smirked, his eyes roaming over Neha's naked body, lingering on her pussy. He stepped closer, his boots echoing on the floor. "Alright, boys," he said, his voice low and raspy. "Let's give them a show."

Neha turned to face the cabin,

giving them a full view of her ass and pussy. She bent down, her hands reaching back to spread her ass cheeks. She looked over her shoulder at Dicky, her eyes meeting his gaze.

Dicky went down on his knees between her legs,  his hands gripping her ass cheeks. He spread her open, revealing her wet, glistening pussy and her tight little asshole. He couldn't believe how fucking beautiful she was, how fucking turned on he was. He could see her juices coating her inner thighs, dripping down her legs.

He started with a slow lick, from the bottom of her pussy to the top, his tongue flat against her skin. He felt her legs tremble, her body shake with anticipation.

"Your fucking delicious Nippy," he said appreciatively, "I am going to so enjoy eating you out."

He licked her again, this time faster, his tongue flicking against her clit. She moaned, her hips bucking against his face.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, yes," she cried out, her voice filled with raw desire.

Dicky drove his tongue deeper, fucking her with it, his nose pressed against her clit. He could taste her, sweet and musky, and he couldn't get enough. He reached up with one hand, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass as he held her in place. His other hand snaked around, finding her clit. He flicked it, rubbing it in sync with his tongue, making her moan even louder.

"That's it, Captain," she panted. "Oh FUCK YESSSSS!" Neha screamed as Dicky's tongue delved deeper into her pussy. He was a fucking master at this, a tongue-fucking god. She could feel his fingers digging into her ass, his nose rubbing against her clit. The combination of sensations was driving her wild.

Dicky growled against her pussy, his tongue working her like a fucking pro. He could taste her sweet juices, feel her body trembling with need.

He fucked her pussy with his tongue, his nose buried in her ass, his hand flicking her clit. He could feel her muscles tensing, her juices flowing. He knew she was close. And he wanted to taste her cum, to drink her down while she screamed his name.

"Cum for me Nippy, feed me your honey." 

Dicky commanded, his voice coated with lust and anticipation. He was a man who knew what he wanted and how to get it. His fingers tightened on her hips, pulling her closer, his tongue moving faster, fucking her pussy like a ravenous animal.

Neha could feel the pressure building, her orgasm close. She was so fucking wet, so fucking ready. She wanted to cum, wanted to feel Dicky's tongue deep inside her as she exploded.

"Fuck, yes!" she cried out, her voice ragged, "I am cummminngggg!" Neha's back arched, her pussy clenching around Dicky's tongue as she came, her juices flowing into his mouth. She screamed his name, her body convulsing with pleasure. Dicky groaned, his tongue lapping up her cum, drinking her down like a man dying of thirst. He could feel her pulsing around his tongue, her orgasm intense and powerful.

He stood up, his cock rock hard and straining against his uniform. "Fucking delicious, Nippy," he growled, his voice thick with lust as he started unbuckling his pants. "But I want more, and so do the passengers, don't you?"

The passengers cheered in unison as the Captain stripped naked and lay Neha on her back on the cabin floor. 

He pushed her legs apart, revealing her glistening, freshly fucked pussy to the passengers.

"You want to see me fuck this tight little pussy, boys?" he growled, his voice thick with lust. "You want to see her ride my cock while you all jerk off to the show?"

A resounding "Fuck yeah!" echoed through the cabin as the passengers watched, stroking their hard cocks, eager to see the Captain fuck Neha.

Dicky positioned himself between her legs, his cock hard and ready. He grabbed his shaft and rubbed the tip against her pussy lips, spreading her juices around.

Dicky grinned and thrust into her, her tightness enveloping him completely. Neha moaned, her eyes meeting the Captain's, her hands gripping the carpet beneath her.

"Fuck, you're huge," she gasped, this time honestly. She had lied to encourage Jammy even though his cock was average at best. Dicky though was seriously endowed and filled her pussy completely.

He started slow and steady, letting Neha adjust to his size, their bodies slick with sweat and juices. The cabin was filled with the sound of their flesh meeting, the cabin crew's moans and grunts echoing through the narrow space.

"Fuck, you're so tight and hot, Nippy," Dicky groaned, his hands roaming over her body, gripping her hips, her tits, her thighs. "You feel so fucking good."

Neha moaned in agreement, her eyes half-closed, her body arching to meet his thrusts. "Fuck me harder, Captain.

Don't hold back," Neha begged, her voice ragged and desperate. The passengers watched transfixed as the Captain picked up his pace, his hips slamming into Neha with a force that made her tits bounce and her body shake.

After fucking her in Missionary position for a few minutes, Dicky pulled out and lay on his back. Taking the cue, Neha got on top, setting on his hardness in Cowgirl position.  She threw her head back and groaned as she slid down his cock slowly, enjoying every inch of their penetration.

Dicky gripped her hips, helping her set a faster pace. "Ride my cock, Nippy. Ride it like you're riding a fucking bull."

Neha moaned, her body bouncing up and down on his cock.

The passengers were going wild, stroking their hard cocks, their eyes glued to the raw display of fucking in front of them.

Dicky grunted, his hands gripping her hips tighter, his cock filling her completely.  Neha leaned forward, her hands on his chest, her tits bouncing in his face. She started to move faster, grinding her pussy against him, her clit rubbing against his pubic bone.

She could feel his cock hitting her g-spot with every thrust, sending electric shocks of pleasure throughout her body. "Oh god, that feels so fucking good. I am going to cum again Captain!"

Grabbing her hips, he started thrusting up into her hard and fast, taking charge as he felt her body start to shake and take her over the edge. She screamed in pleasure and started convulsing around his cock as she came, her pussy walls gripping him like a vice.

Neha threw her head back and rode the waves of her orgasm, her body shaking and convulsing as the pleasure coursed through her. Dicky bucked his hips up into her, his cock throbbing and pulsing as he emptied himself inside her. He grunted and groaned, his hands gripping her hips tight as he fucked her through his own orgasm.

The cabin was filled with the sound of their moans and grunts, their flesh slapping together, and the scent of sex permeating the air.

"You came in me Captain," she groaned, "I am not on the pill." "Fuck, I'm sorry Nippy, I couldn't help myself. You're so fucking hot, and I couldn't hold back," Dicky said, looking up at her.

"I want a piece of that ass," Hardik said pulling Neha off the captain's cock and bending her forward on his seat. Spreading her butt cheeks, he licked her butt hole, even as the captain's cum started leaking out of her pussy and dribbling down her thighs. 

Hardik groaned with delight as he licked and poked her puckered, virgin hole. Neha moaned and squirmed, her pussy already wet and ready for more.

Before long, Hardik had opened her butt hole and was driving his tongue in and out of her tight, virgin ass. Neha couldn't believe how incredible it felt, the sensation of his tongue probing her forbidden hole.

"Aaahhh, fuck, yes!" Neha gasped, her body shuddering with pleasure. 

Hardik looked up at her, "This ass is fucking perfect, Nippy," he said, his voice thick with lust. "I'm going to fuck it. Your ass deserves a load of cum too."

Before she could react, his cock was pressed against her butt hole, pushing past her opening . Neha gasped at the sensation of his hard cock filling her virgin ass.

"Fuck, you're so tight," Hardik groaned, his hands gripping her hips. "So fucking tight and hot."

He pushed in further, Neha's body stretching to accommodate him. She could feel every inch of him, every vein and ridge as he filled her. He picked up pace and was soon fucking her ass hard and deep.  Neha was moaning and groaning, her body shaking with the force of his thrusts.

He didn't last even as long as Jammy had. In less than a minute, he arched his back, let out an animal roar and came deep inside Neha's ass. In less than three hours into the first flight of her life, three men had fucked her and 14 others looked like they wanted a part of the action too.

"Fuck, that was fucking amazing," Hardik groaned, collapsing on the seat next to Neha.

Neha collapsed on the cabin floor, spent and the remaining 14 naked passengers were around her in a flash. Every inch of her body was being licked, kissed and bit. Passengers were taking turns kissing her mouth and sucking on her tongue, sucking on her nipples hard, licking her pussy and the rest of her body.  She could feel fingers probing her holes, her ass still leaking cum from Hardik's load and her pussy was still dripping Captain's cum.

Then one of the passengers was inside her. Another shoved his cock in her mouth. When they came, they were replaced by two others. The rest of the journey was spent with cocks cumming inside her mouth, pussy, ass and all over her body.

She had lost count of how many times each of the passengers, Dicky and Jammy had fucked her. The cabin was filled with sweat, the scent of sex, cum stains and the sounds of grunts, moans and the slapping of flesh on flesh as the passengers took turns fucking her.

By the time the flight landed, Neha was beyond exhausted.

Her body was sore and covered in saliva, sweat and cum. She had been fucked every which way. She had cum more in the last few hours than she had in her entire life.

As the passengers disembarked, she limped to the door, waving goodbye.

"Hope you had a pleasurable flight and hope to see you onboard again soon." she said barely able to keep her eyes open, let alone stand.

CHAPTER 3

After all the passengers had left, she gathered her discarded uniform and started getting dressed. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see Dicky facing her, a broad smile of appreciation and gratitude on his face.

"That was one hell of a maiden flight, Nippy," he said, his voice low and intimate. "You handled yourself like a pro out there."

Neha smiled back at him, her body still tingling with the memories of the wild, raw fucking and sucking she had just endured. "Thanks, Captain. It was... intense."

Dicky chuckled, running a hand through his salt-and-pepper hair. "Well, good thing we have a few days before the return flight. I wanted to let you know that you were easily and by far the best fuck of my life -- I've never cum three times in just 5-6 hours."

Neha blushed and whispered a thanks.

"How would you like a full time position?"

"I thought I had that already." she said.

"On my cock I mean," he said, "whenever we fly together."

Neha looked at him, "In your cockpit, you mean?"

"No, I mean my cock in your pit," he said laughing. 

"It would be an honor Captain," she said stepping out of the plane. 

"But I have one condition. Please don't report the glitch in the entertainment system. Live entertainment is so much better, don't you think?"

"Deal" he said, "though I don't think that's what the management meant when they promised 'adult entertainment'.

But I couldn't care less as long as the passengers are happy."

"Wait, what about the other passengers? They want a show too. What about them?" Neha asked.

"Don't worry about them.

By the way, you're looking a bit pale. Headache, or something?" "Just a bit tired" Neha lied, "all the excitement must have caught up with me. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep.