Jen's Journey part 2  by Brightside.

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Jen's mind was in a whirlwind after her evening at the airport, and her pussy was certainly on fire - and not a little bit sore - at the sight of the stewardess. After checking her boarding card, the stewardess directed her to her seat with a wink and turned to the next passenger.

Jen moved down the aisle until she found her window seat in a bank of three. After stowing her bag in the overhead locker she settled into her seat and fastened her seatbelt. She stared out of the window as the take-off time moved closer and closer, idly aware of the fact that no-one was sitting next to her. As the flight filled she was more than curious that neither seat next to her was occupied, even though the rest of the plane looked full. She stopped to look around and it seemed that the only seats not filled were next to her. She couldn't believe her luck, now she could stretch out on the long flight to London before changing to her flight to Dublin. Normally these flights were a painful experience but her abused body could've used some rest so she wasn't going to complain.

Her mind wandered during the usual and boring pre-flight ritual. If she thought there was a chance of a 747 hitting the ocean at 700mph intact, then maybe she'd pay more attention to how to jump down a rubber slide.

She started to nod asleep during take off and the long ascent and the moment the seat belt sign went off she raised the armrests, fluffed out the blanket and curled up along all three seats - to the envious glances of the other passengers. Even with the cabin lights lit she had no problem falling asleep in seconds, with one hand tucked between her legs cupping her mound and with very pleasant dreams indeed.....

......the small shake woke her up and she blinked awake in the darkness, instantly aware that she'd been awake for a while with her gummy eyes and dry mouth. Her eyes focussed on the stewardess who was gently shaking her awake, her touch turning Jen on instantly. The blonde woman's kindly face wrinkled slightly in concern, "Ma'am, are you okay?"

Jen struggled to sit up, entangled in her blanket. With a flush she realised her hand was still stuffed down the front of her jeans and it was no longer covered by the blanket. Quickly she pulled her hand out, the rubbing against her clit with the woman's hand on her shoulder made her flush even more. The glint in the stewardess' eyes told Jen that she'd noticed that too.

"Uh, what's wrong?" said Jen, looking over the stewardess' shoulder to see that most of the other passengers near her were either asleep or had headphones on.

"If you could come with me please Ma'am" said the stewardess with a wink, "You were talking loudly in your sleep." Jen thought she knew exactly what the other woman meant and while she was achy after the incident with her earlier - not to mention the uncomfortable airplane seats - she knew it might be a long time before she got to have sex with such a beautiful woman again. Gingerly she got up and followed the stewardess down the aisle towards the middle of the plane where the galley was. When they got there the stewardess pulled the curtain closed behind Jen then kissed her passionately on the lips.

"Did you enjoy your little sleep?" she asked, "I moved some passengers around to give you some room. They weren't very happy, but then none of them had as ass like yours" she added with a giggle, making Jen laugh too. She went to speak but the stewardess hushed her with a finger to her lips, "Sssh, listen, we haven't got much time her. Go to the lefthand toilet just outside here and wait for me. I want to taste that lovely ass one more time." Jen almost came right there and then.

The stewardess shooed her out and Jen headed straight to the lefthand cubicle which was empty. She realised she needed to pee anyway so did so, remembering the last time she was in a toilet. `Twice in one night' she thought with a smile, `I'm a lucky bitch.'

She thought about undressing then realised that maybe that wasn't a good idea until the stewardess arrived because the door would open so she looked at herself in the mirror and tidied her hair up, tying it into a ponytail.

After what seemed like ages she said down on the toilet and waited and waited. She was about to get up and leave when she heard someone enter the cubicle next door. She then heard two loud clicks and the whole wall came away to reveal the stewardess with a screwdriver and a beaming smile. "Old trick" she said, stowing the wall against the back of her cubicle making a much larger space.

"Now," she said, moving closer and hugging Jen, "ready to have some fun?" Jen just nodded and then her legs nearly gave way as the stewardess caressed her nipples through her thin top. Slowly the stewardess lifted Jen's top and removed her bra, kissing her neck while she was doing so, then feasted hungrily on her erect nipples when they sprang free. Jen felt weak and had to lean back against the sink. The stewardess sank to her knees and pulled off Jen's jeans and silk knickers tracing her tongue up the inside of both thighs. Jen parted her legs to allow easier access and the stewardess lovingly eased the tip of her tongue inside her and then planted a kiss right on her clitoris causing Jen to have a mini-orgasm. She leant her head back against the mirror and watch a thousand mirror images of herself being licked out by a beautiful blonde woman. She came again just at the sight.

The stewardess stood up and kissed Jen on the lips and then gave her a cheeky grin. "How much fun do you want?" she said. "As much as you can show me" replied Jen, matching her smile. The stewardess stepped back and reached into her bag. She pulled out a pair of fluffy handcuffs and secured Jen's right hand to a small hook at the top of the mirror, then did the opposite with her left hand. Jen was wetter than ever - she'd never been tied up before but it was something she always wanted to feel, and she was loving it already.

The stewardess stepped back again and surveyed her work, licking her lips as her eyes travelled up and down her body. Quickly she stripped herself and neatly folded her uniform to one side. Again she wasn't wearing any underwear and Jen could see how damp her blonde hairs were.

"Right then," she said, "now we can have some real fun." With that, she reached into her bag again and pulled out a large black vibrator, about 8 inches long. She switched it on and Jen could hear it's buzzing from across the room. The stewardess closed the gap between them and placed the tip of the vibrator against one of Jen's nipples making her moan with pleasure. They kissed deeply, tongues entwined as the vibrator was traced around both of Jen's breasts and then over her taut, quivering stomach. Again, the stewardess squatted on the floor and touched the tip of the buzzing vibrator to Jen's clit, the pleasure so intense that Jen closed her legs involuntarily. The stewardess looked up and slapped Jen's thighs "Do that again and I'll have to restrain you, you naughty little girl" she said with a mischievous grin.

Once more she touched the tip to Jen's clit and again Jen involuntarily closed her legs. The stewardess frowned and pushed Jen's legs apart before sliding the full length into Jen's sopping pussy in one go making her moan loudly. The stewardess stood up, all trace of good humour gone from her face. "Hush, or I shall have to gag you."

Jen gave a little start from fear and gave a small tug on the handcuffs to no avail, she was securely fastened. She wanted to stop, but the throbbing in her pussy of the vibrator felt just too good. She resolved to stay quiet.

"Now you shall be punished for not obeying me" said the stewardess as she took two metal objects from her bag. Jen's eye's widened as she recognised them as nipple clamps and before she could protest the first one had bitten into her delicate flesh around her nipple. The pain was excruciating, but with the vibrator still maddeningly buzzing away it just heightened her state of arousal. The second clamp went on, drawing a small bead of blood from her right nipple. Jen couldn't keep a quiet squeal from escaping her lips and the stewardess glanced up and then smiled again. "There there, little one, we haven't even started yet."

Stepping back again she removed two more sets of handcuffs from her bag and with a wicked grin raised one of Jen's legs and secured it at the ankle to the same place as her wrist, stretching Jen's tired muscles. The stewardess scooped Jen's wonderfully round arse to the edge of the sink and then raised her other leg and secured it above her head. Now Jen was spread-eagled and grotesquely exposed. In the mirror opposite she could see herself and her gaping pussy still stuffed with the vibrator and her tight little bumhole below that. The pressure on her legs and arms was immense but all those years of horse riding had kept her supple enough.

"Now," said the stewardess placing her palms on the sink either side of Jen and leaning forward to kiss her on the mouth, "your  punishment shall begin." With that, she moved down and kissed Jen's clit before biting down hard on it. Jen exploded in pleasure and pushed the vibrator out of her pussy as she contracted in orgasm. The stewardess caught it neatly and while still chewing on Jen's clit started to push it into her arse making her come again and again as the huge length, much bigger than anything Jen had ever had in her arse before, worked it's way inexorably into her bowels. She felt almost as full as when the stewardess had fisted her earlier. Finally the movement stopped and she could see in the mirror that the whole length was firmly embedded in her arse and the vibrating in her bowels was a delicious feeling, making her clit throb in the stewardesses mouth. She sighed in pleasure.

Then the other cubicle door opened and Jen froze in shock. The stewardess, naked and bent over at the waist - with her beautiful pussy and arsehole almost winking at Jen in the mirror - simply looked back over her shoulder and smiled as the man entered the toilet and shut the door behind him.

"Hi captain" she said brightly. Jen wanted to cover herself in shame but was unable to do so. She'd only been with two men in her life, preferring women when given the choice and could do nothing but stare open-mouthed at the man in the captain's uniform as he coolly appraised her spread body and looked at her stretched arsehole.

"Is this the bitch you were talking about Inge?" he asked. The stewardess (obviously called Inge) nodded. "And you could get your fist up her?" Again, Inge nodded. "Do it."

Jen opened her mouth to object and the captain seemed to notice the person for the first time. "If you make a sound, or tell anyone, we'll give you to the ground crew when we arrive. They never found the last bitch stupid enough to claim we did anything to her." Jen noticed the flicker of fear in Inge's eyes as he said this and she seemed to implore Jen to do what the man said.

Jen shut her mouth and said nothing, and Inge stroked her clit in appreciation making her squirm in pleasure.

"I said, do it" said the captain who stood behind the naked Inge, placing a hand on her back.

Inge pushed one finger into Jen which felt wonderful with the vibrator already filling her behind, and then quickly added a second, moving them around to open her up. She pulled both out, then pushed three in, and again turned them this way and that to stretch Jen's pussy. Jen was in ecstasy.

As the fourth finger went in the captain unzipped his flies and pulled out the biggest cock Jen had ever seen. It must've been nearly ten inches long. He started stroking it's length as he watched Inge's hand move further and further into Jen's obscenely stretched pussy.

Inge tucked her thumb in and pushed harder, up to the knuckle, the widest point. The captain was now hard as a diamond and as the whole fist popped inside Jen's pussy he positioned himself behind Inge and pushed his dry cock up her arsehole. Inge moaned to pain but her eyes showed pure lust as she reached into Jen up to the wrist.

"Now, fist her hard!" cried the captain, thrusting hard into Inge's dry arsehole. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her back towards him while pushing hard. Jen could see all ten inches were in and Inge looked wild with lust as she pushed even deeper than before into Jen's pussy, forming a fist inside her that felt huge even to Jen. With a fist and half a forearm in her pussy, and a large vibrator still buzzing in her arse and a beautiful blonde being brutally buggered in front of her, Jen's senses were swimming. She'd started coming when Inge's hand popped in, and now she couldn't stop.

The captain was pumping away into Inge, making her hiss with pain, and at the exact moment her fist reached the elbow he stiffened, deep inside her. Inge seemed to know the signs and slowly, very slowly pulled first her fist and then the vibrator out of Jen. Jen was exhausted but also on cloud nine, and she came again as Inge leaned forward and lovingly kissed and licked both holes as they closed up from their gaping states, and then licked the vibrator clean before kissing Jen. Jen responded without thinking and tasted her arse on Inge's lips. She was too elated to care and the taste wasn't as bad as she thought it would be.

Inge uncuffed her and Jen slumped onto the floor. "You're not finished yet bitch," said the captain, "on your knees." Jen struggled to obey and realised that he still had his cock up Inge's arsehole. They turned until they were near Jen and then he pulled his cock out and ordered Jen to suck it clean which she gladly did, almost savouring the taste of Inge on it, as well as his sperm - and then unbidden, pried open Inge's buttocks and sucked all the come out of her arse.

"She'll do" the captain said to Inge, "bring her to the cockpit."


Continued in part 3....





