“Sally, do you have our girl selected yet?” Captain David Reid asked his head flight attendant. He was sitting in the cockpit with his co-pilot, First Officer Link Wells. They were getting the plane ready for takeoff for their flight to the Virgin Islands.
Sally, a lovely buxom brunette, just smiled. “I have one in mind, captain,” she said seductively. “Reddish-brown hair, blue eyes, nice tits, and a sexy ass. She’s in seat 3B. I will ask her once we are up in the air and I get all the drinks taken care of for the First-Class passengers.”
Link smiled, “Nice going, Sally!”
Once in the air, Sally approached the woman, who looked to be about mid-twenties. Personally, she didn’t care about age, but she knew the captain liked fresh meat.
“Excuse me, Miss Cassie Dunleavy? The captain wanted me to extend an invitation to you to see the flight deck,” Sally remarked.
“Oh, well, sure, that sounds exciting,” Cassie replied. “I’d love to.”
Cassie followed Sally up to the door and waited for the captain to let them inside.
“Captain Reid, First Officer Wells, this is Miss Cassie Dunleavy,” Sally made the introductions.
“Hello, Cassie,” the captain said smiling. “Leave us for now, Sally. Come back in about 15-20 minutes.”
She raised an eyebrow and laughed, “Sure thing, Captain.”
Once Sally departed, the captain invited Cassie to sit in the jump seat so he could explain all of the features of the aircraft.
Cassie was enjoying this unexpected adventure when she noticed that the captain and the co-pilot had both taken their cocks out of their pants.
“Um, what’s going on here?” Cassie asked uncomfortably.
“That’s why they call it a cockpit,” Link chuckled. “We take our cocks out for a pretty lady each flight. What happens next is up to you. You can watch us masturbate or you can take care of us however you wish.”
“Don’t you have to fly the plane?” Cassie asked innocently.
“Autopilot, my sweet girl,” David said. “Now, how about you slide those panties off and sit on Captain Dave’s lap. My cock wants to be inside your cunt.”
Cassie debated for a moment. On one hand, this was totally inappropriate. On the other hand, perhaps she could negotiate for some frequent flyer miles afterward. Besides, both cocks were fairly big, and she’d been going through a bit of a dry spell lately.
“Sure, why not,” Cassie said, feigning reluctance.
Captain Dave grinned, “Atta girl. Take off that blouse so I can see your tits.”
It was clear to Cassie that this wasn’t going to be the classiest fuck she’d ever had. But she’d be able to cross join the mile-high club off her bucket list. She took off her top, and bra exposing her round, perky breasts, and asked, “Who’s first?”
Link smiled, “We flipped a coin before take-off, and looks like I get sloppy seconds today. I’m just gonna stroke my cock while you ride the friendly skies with Captain Dave.”
Dave lifted her skirt to find her naked underneath. “Looks like someone forgot her panties today,” he chuckled as he rubbed his fingers along her slit. “Fuck, baby, you’re already wet! Back right up onto my lap so Link can watch your tits bounce while you ride me, sugar,” he instructed.
Cassie backed up and heard Captain Dave moan as she slid right down onto his rigid shaft. “Fuck, baby, you’re so tight! How old are you darlin’?” he asked as he grabbed her hips and pulled her all the way onto his lap.
Cassie answered, “I’m twenty-two.”
“Damn, you feel tight as a virgin!” Dave remarked as he reached a hand around to twist a nipple, making Cassie moan loudly.
Link stroked slowly while he watched Dave fill up the young, tight pussy. He actually never minded going second since watching live porn mere inches from his face made him extremely aroused. “Fuck her cunt hard, Dave,” Link encouraged the pilot.
Cassie realized that if she wanted to cum, she’d have to take matters into her own hands, literally. She reached down and rubbed her clit while Captain Dave thrust hard and deep into her pussy. The combination of the friction of his thickness pounding into her, and her own clever fingers stimulating her clit just right, was about to cause a very satisfying climax.
Link watched as his pal fucked the shit out of the hot little cockpit slut (a term he came up with) and had to ease up on his own cock so he wouldn’t miss out on his turn.
Cassie panted and arched her back, then cried out, “Fuck me harder, Captain Dave!” Then she came like a faucet, her nectar spraying all over Dave’s legs.
Sally grinned to herself on the other side of the doorway. She knew Dave’s turn was almost over, then it would be Link’s turn and her services would be required.