Note: All texts, actions and people on this page are fiction and freely invented and sent by our readers. They should not serve for any form of illegal acts.
The night stop © jo the witch champion it was on a mild spring day with a just as mild evening when the phone rang in my officer apartment in the barracks. I thought who was calling me, because I didn’t have a permanent girlfriend at the time and a phone call about the location placement at this point was unusual because I had just returned from the USA a week earlier and to anotherLocation was commanded as before.
My parents couldn’t be either, because they only called on the weekend. I was also in the shower because I had just returned from a strenuous flight with a flight instructor with whom I had shed some sweat. So I let the phone ring … When the phone didn’t stop, I thought “Sche … “, Will be something business, and tapste, naked as I was, on the phone. The lady of our location placement at the other end of the phone only said “Mr. Leutnant, someone wants to speak of Lufthansa urgently, so I let it ring it for so long …
“!. “Lufthansa” I thought, what the hell wants Lufthansa from me, since when did they want something from a Bundeswehr helicopter pilot? I contacted my name and a voice that was not completely unknown to me at the other end of the line said “Hei Jo, you are you”? I was perplexed, it was Hubert, one of my best friends who at that time flew a Boeing 727 as a copilot at Lufthansa. I asked him where he knew that I was here and he only said that a few days ago he called my trunk unit whether I was still in the States and found out that I would soon come back and after here for a quarterYear is commanded.
Then I asked him where he was and he said with a laugh, almost around the corner. I asked him what he said by almost around the corner he told me that he had a night stop in the next north German city with his crew. That was a surprise, because from our airfield to the center of the city, it was just under 50 km and all of them on the highway. Now I asked Hubert what he would have planned for the evening if I could overcome myself to meet with him, since the jet situation was still plagued by me after almost nine months of stay in North America.
Hubert only said that I should be surprised and we made an appointment in his hotel, which was operated by Lufthansa and the SAS. Since I didn’t really know what to expect, I made myself “land”, fresh shave, fine fragrance etc. So around 7 p.m. I was finished, swung into the car and drove off. I drove against rush hour traffic and was there after a good half hour, looking for a parking space and entering the hotel.
Since I didn’t see Hubert, I went to the reception and asked about his room number and let me be connected to him. Hubert was right on the apparatus and asked me to wait in the lounge until he would come without making me an indication of what he had planned for tonight. Now it was the case that we had spent the recent years together at the high school, committed some of the crashes and sometimes fucked the same girls, in short, he was my best friend, although we only met relatively irregularly due to our jobs.
A short time later, Hubert came down, in the Räuberzivil and not in his Lufthansauni form and we greeted each other as you greeted old friends who had not been seen for a long time. Hubert suggested that we should drink something at the hotel bar, a suggestion that I agreed with. I asked him when he would continue to fly again and he told me that his service would only start again the following afternoon.
Since I was not divided into a flight service the next day, I said that we could drink something, because usually pilots are no longer allowed to eat alcohol 12 hours before the start of their service. I now asked Hubert what he imagined for this evening, where we wanted to go, what he said we could stay here in the hotel. When I frowned my forehead and he saw this, he only said that an evening here in the hotel could also be very funny.
I then asked him because I did not really understand his remark whether there was something special in this hotel, whereupon he grazed, not particularly in this hotel, but I should be surprised. This information was daring to me and I penetrated him to tell myself more. “Listen to” he started “My captain has his birthday today, our bord engineer is stick gay and we have a cabin crew of five horny women, that is enough?”.
This statement was not to be despised and I asked him what would happen. He only said that the old one would output one and otherwise they had an appointment at 9 p.m. in the Hoteldisco. Now the evening could still be cheerful, we were sitting at the bar and entertaining until shortly before nine and over old times and then went to the disco. Hubert’s captain was already sitting at a table with the rest of the crew and we were greeted with a loud “hello” and the captain then said to me “Aha, so you are the baby bolot that Hubert told me about”.
It was very embarrassing to me, especially because everyone broke out into a rather resounding laughter. But since I didn’t want to be inferior to the airline pilot, I only said that my kind of flying is much more interesting, because airline pilots are just better bus drivers. So it went for quite a while, we flattened back and forth, although I also took a closer look at the female cabin staff …………..And I have to say that Hubert hadn’t exaggerated, at least from the external impression, one sharper than the other.
After Rolf, according to the captain, had announced that the drinks went on his account today on his birthday, the mood rose quite quickly, especially in the disco, which was only very sparingly illuminated, a very subtle music was played more thaneverything else. In the meantime we danced together a few times and the atmosphere – even due to various drinks – was heated up quite. The gay bord engineer, to whom the hustle and bustle obviously became a covenant, sat down so that we were three pilots with the five stewardesses alone.
Rolf had now taken care of the pursetes, which, as I learned, was obviously married to a colleague of him, I was able to observe how he moved his hand very intensively between her legs and I got with him when she said when she saidWanted to fend him off “what your Schüttelknecht” – meant her husband – “does in Paris with his crew, you don’t know either” and a short time later when he apparently dealt with her even more intensely “Girl, you are running yesThe anticipation of the thigh down “!! Hubert and I had now focused on the remaining four stewardesses, whereby I was particularly fixed on one, a red -haired French woman, with a crazy figure and my picture.
It should just have had the minimum size with which Lufthansa still set its cabin staff, very slim and with a fascinating, almost weapon -liable bust, I appreciate cup size D or DD, which, as I later found, also corresponded to the facts. Since the little French woman had been put on a bit all the time, I asked me a little, I asked her to dance slowly at the next slow dance. On the dance floor, which was relatively empty, but also quite dark, she really hung up to me and skewer me with her plump tits, which were only hidden by a T-shirt.
When I gently stroked her with my fingers over the neck and gave her a tender kiss on her neck, she pressed her mouth on mine and gave me a hot kiss, letting her tongue hike around in my mouth. At the same time, she pressed her abdomen horny against my abdomen and massaged my cock, which had already made up quite a bit, with her pelvis. Then I started massaging her tits with one hand while I had the other on her butt and stroked it, I was working more and more towards her ass column.
It started to moan easily and suddenly I felt her hand on my pants and at the zipper … with a knowledgeable handle she pulled the zip down, reached into my pants and took out my cock, in the middle of the dance floor!!!!………… and began to jerk off with slow movements. At first I was totally perplexed and then thought what you can do, I can too. I let off her breasts, put both hands on her ass cheeks and slowly began to pull her mini skirt up.
When I reached under her raised Mini with one hand, I found that she only had a hint of panties, I pushed the panties aside and tried to get her cunt from behind. Chantal noticed what I was going to do and turned so that my hand had free track …… and Chantal was very wet. I had my fingers played in her grotto and she was getting sharper, suddenly she breathed in my ear “get me, on the spot”, whereupon I asked her what room number she had.
She meant me that it didn’t matter, she wanted to be served now and on the spot and to reaffirm her statement, pulled me out briefly on my tail. Since the disco was really almost empty, we had no difficulty finding a dark place, I sat on an armchair that was not immediately visible from anywhere, as I meant and Chantal went back to me, hersSlip just pushed aside and let my stiff cock immediately disappear to the stop in her wet cunt …….We rammed like crazy and after a short time it came to both of us, I shot a huge load into them and when we dropped out of each other and I stroked her thighs again, I found that my whole sauce ran down the thighs from Chantal, despite theSlips that she still had, which she didn’t seem to bother at all.
We went back to the others, Rolf and the purserette were no longer there, they had probably retired to fuck, Hubert was busy with two stewardesses. He looked at us and just said “Enough???”, To which Chatume replied” No, that was just the beginning “. I asked Hubert where the fourth colleague had gone, and he only said that she went with Rolf and the pureters and, moreover, he would now need some support.
What he meant by this I saw on a closer look, Hubert had a hand between his legs for each of the two colleagues and seemed to really get you going. So we sat down a bit, I had champions to my right and Eveline – that was called one of the colleagues – to my left, Hubert sat between Eveline and Rita and went off the post. We fingered each other in the dark disco that it was a real splendor, but at some point we want more, so we left the disco, Hubert and his colleagues fetched their room keys and we all went – except the old and its plays -Hubert in his room.
Champione, which went up the stairs in front of me, Hubert had his room on the first floor, had a large damp spot in the back of her skirt, where it probably came from?????…… Hubert’s room was a typical room of a business hotel-but very large and obviously a kind of suite-because it had a mini kitchen, a giant bed, certainly for four people, just as I Z. T. From American hotels knew, a huge sofa with two armchairs and plenty of space in the entire room.
One of the stewardesses had brought champagne, I suspect that she had organized him from the plane and we encountered the champagne, although I only thought that this puff shower was not to be scoffed at. The result was the result, because on the one hand this is a new term for the stewardesses, on the other hand, because it was really an excellent amount of a noble brand ……… and the temperature of the mood increased, although they already got very hotwas!!!!!!!……..CHAMALE TO THE TO TO TO ALY TO ALY TO ALL, “Leave something for Hubert”, she only said, with which I have already spent a few night stops.and Rita on the giant bed, while Eveline had her hand somewhere in Hubersts pants ……….
Chathale swapped me to the giant sofa, opened my belt and my pants, pushed it down and panties and then – which meanness – gave me a Schups so that I fell backwards onto the sofa. Before I could even react properly, or did I even want to react (?), she knelt between my legs and encompassed my half -tire cock, which she tenderly started with her fingers and then spoiled with her tongue. She stroked her tongue over my eggs and then slowly up the shaft and then suddenly let my glans disappear into her sweet mouth, with her hands she did very gentle wanking movements.
By it and through their tongue play in the mouth, my cock started to really wake up again. It was a wonderful feeling and I straightened up to do it to caress at least Chantal’s megabrue, which did not hurt a centimeter, with my hands. I saw astonishing on the bed, Hubert and his two players were now naked and Hubert was fucking Eveline from behind while working with her tongue of Ritas Cunt. I withdrew my cock of Chantal’s mouth, pulled her up to me, brushed her up the T-shirt, opened her skirt and pulled it out with the touch of panties that could also have been wrings out.
Now it was up to me to punch the sofa on the sofa and she stayed in a similar position as I had before, I knelt in front of her and began to kiss her breasts with the stiff nipples and hiked over my stomach with my tonguedown. CHAMALE had a really horny bush of hair, so I usually don’t like it because I don’t like to have permanent hair in my mouth, but it was somehow an exception for her, and she was a real redhead!!!!!, Because her bush shone against me fire red.
I started spoiling her with my tongue, she tasted like a horny woman and my sperm, a fragrance that I love and that makes me even sharper … So I drove my tongue through her hot column, stroked her labia and always sucked on her clit. After a short time I felt a tremor with her and her next climax announced ….I strengthened my efforts and when she was shortly before the climax, I suddenly felt a delicate hand on my eggs, and one that slowly began to jerk off my trunk could be impossible, I thought I thought.
Since I absolutely wanted to get champions to the climax, I did not let off my tongue, but the feeling for me was also indescribable. Suddenly it came to the cantile, her pussy juice wet my tongue, my mouth and I realized that she seemed quite ready at the moment. So I turned around and saw Rita, who had reached me between my legs from behind and massaged my tail. When I looked at her, she let go of him, rose something and began to kiss me, whereby she suddenly pressed me back after two hot kisses.
I let myself fall on my back and Rita got on me, let my stiff cock immediately slide into her soaking wet cunt and began to ride me quite gently. Now I took a closer look at her, she had a half -length, brunette hair, a face that could already be described as pretty, two sweet apple breasts, so exactly the opposite of Chantal and an inviting borny basin. I reached for her apples and started to edit them, which resulted in the result that she accelerated her riding anthm and soon had an orgasm and then another.
Since my strap in her tight and damp cunt was well lubricated and stored and was overturned by her, it soon came and we let go of each other. The fuck with Rita was now very different from the number with the spirited Chantal, although Rita was certainly as horny as the little French woman. In the meantime, Eveline, who had obviously made Hubert quite finished, because he was moaning on the bed, new champagne and I thought for myself, where should that end, since I was also quite finished, only the exhausting day with the flight instructor andNow the horny women who obviously didn’t have enough yet.
I saw Chantal Eveline whispered a little in the ear and pointed out with her eyes in my direction. After we were all provided with champagne, at Hubert the spirits of life were probably awakened again, Eveline came up to me, kissed me and breathed my ear, “Please lick me too, CHAMALE just told me that you just said a fantastic tongue game”. Now I was very flattered and said to her, “but then you also have to blow me”, whereupon she said she would have done it anyway, because afterwards she wanted to feel my cock in her cunt afterwards.
We went to the huge bed that was just free and Eveline told me, “Come on 69, let yourself go on our backs”. I didn’t let it say that twice, she let her cunt down my cunt wide -legged and began to spoil my cock according to all the rules of art. But the sight that was offered to me was also fascinating, an artistically shaved cunt, with damp, no wet shiny labia, her gender looked like a blossomed rose with her flowers, from which her clitoris stand out as a stamp.
I started licking her, from her butt to her clit and always letting my tongue dive into the dripping wet flower. She strengthened her efforts to make him battle again and when she had managed to do it, she just sat on him, took him up and brought himself and me again with a staccato from bumps to the climax. Now it had happened to me, I couldn’t anymore, the day before, the alcohol, the women, I was just done.
Almost only shadowy I got with me, as Hubert said to me, you pulled out a great show today, first in the disco and now here. When I was slowly taking a clear thought again, I realized that the remaining three had noticed my number with Chantal in the disco. We all lay down in the giant bed. I fell asleep dreamless and only wake up the next morning, the three stewardesses were gone and Hubert was already showering and reasonably fresh in the armchair.
We had breakfast together after I had called my unit beforehand and muttered something from a car breakd. Hubert and I agree that such night stops would be very funny and would invite you to repeat directly. We repeated this a few more times later, but never again in this line -up. I was friends with Chantal for a long time, but after getting her married and getting children, I lost sight of.
.
Leave a Reply