He could tell this wasn’t her first time doing something like this. Not only from her level of comfort stripping down in front of him, a stranger, but also because she was far too good at riding him. She knew exactly what she liked, and what he enjoyed for that matter. She knew how to ride him better than any other he’s had, and while he was enjoying her greatly as she bounced allll the way up and down his shaft, he couldn’t help but notice that she took the entire length of his cock with ease. Something he wasn’t accustomed to as his penis was a decently large 8”. He could tell a man with a bigger cock had been there before, maybe recently. Still, they both very much enjoyed the sex. Maybe even more so because of this.
What she didn’t know, was this man was unlike any other she’s met. A man who rather enjoyed women who were this comfortable and confident in their sexuality. He indeed lives a peculiar lifestyle. One where he truly loves embracing women for who they really are, not what society thinks they should be. One could say he enjoyed women who embraced their sexual appetite. That’s why he remained single, awaiting a woman who can match his sexual energy. The very thought that he mayyy have stumbled across this woman after so much time gave him an erection harder than the toughest of steels. Couple that with her uncanny abilities and seductive looks, and the sex was utterly electrifying. Every thrust of his cock harder than the last, whilst never being able to bottom out inside of her. He loved the thought of her recently having had bigger, especially seeing the obvious pleasure all over her face. Finally, after about 35 minutes of intense fucking in a wide variety of positions, in every nook of the hotel, they finished with her demanding he cum all over her face, to which he obliged. He rolled off of her and they both lay there on their backs, panting. A slight sweat on each of their foreheads. Her legs trembling slightly from the last of the body-shaking orgasms.
He looked at her and said some thing that appeared to slightly catch her off guard.
“You have the best job ever,” he said between breaths.
“I certainly cant complain. I get to travel the country and stay in all sorts of different cities, and meet all sorts of nice people.”
“I imagine its quite tough to have a relationship though,” he asked in order to gauge her thoughts more.
“Yea, but the alternative isn’t so bad. It may even be better!” She had the most intriguing smirk on her face.
“What if you could have both,” He asked.
“Ehh. I haven’t met a man yet who was secure enough to do that. No man likes the idea of their partner frequently being gone, staying in new cities, meeting tons of people, you know? Trust issues. So I just do my own thing and have fun with it. One day, the right one will accept my lifestyle.”
He couldn’t help but chuckle, having related to her sentiment so profoundly.
She gave him a look that told him she misinterpreted his laugh so he assured her by pulling her on top of him and kissing her again, biting her lower lip a bit hard.
“By lifestyle do you mean your job, you meeting lots of fun people, or having all of the fun you desire all across the country,” he prodded, trying to feel her out more.
“I’ll let your imagination linger on that,” she voiced cutely, flaunting her seductive side again.
“I only ask because, in my humble opinion, you should be able to enjoy all of the above!”
She sat up as she straddled him, looking stunned momentarily. He feared he had somehow said the wrong thing.
“Shit. Did I just ruin the end of a great evening,” He thought to himself dreadfully.
His paranoia abated when she responded to him, “Now how could I possssibly manage to enjoy a relationship, my interesting job, and have all the fun I need in my life? A woman’s got needs!” She said in a half joking tone.
“Well, you just need the right man who supports that!”
“They simply don’t exist,” she said, looking more confused with each sentence he spoke.
“I can prove to you that you’re wrong,” he exclaimed happily, his heart beating a bit faster.
“How in the world could you manage to do that,” She chuckled.
He stared her in the eyes, and without saying a word he grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her on top of him for another hot make-out session. It wasn’t until they stopped making out a few minutes later that she finally started to understand where this was going. She looked at him with so much intrigue and said,
“Well are you going to prove me wrong?!”
He threw her off of him and pinned her hands down over her head with one hand as he mounted her, the other hand playfully gripping her throat with the perfect amount of pressure.
“I am your proof.”
“You can’t just say something and consider that proof!”
“I can when I am the person we’ve been talking about,” he said sternly but playfully.
“You’re telling me that you would date a woman in my field, knowing she could be having fun with other men and you not know?”
“No,” he said. “I would encourage it!”
She looked as stunned as ever. It felt like 5 minutes went by before she spoke.
“So…you’re telling me if we were in a relationship, you would encourage me to have fun when I am not working?”
“Absolutely!”
“What’s in it for you?” She asked puzzled.
“It’s simple. You have allll the fun you want, in any city you’re in, as long as you came home to me and I got to enjoy you.”
“Ugh, if I were still on top of you you’d be able to feel how soaking wet I am,” she said. Hands still pinned over her head.
“Exactly how I would feel.”
“What do you mean,” she asked.
“The thought of you wearing your uniform, slipping men your phone number as you flirted with them just like you did to me… that would be the sexiest thing I can think of. Especially if you manage to find men who are bigger than I!”
“How does that turn you on?”
“The same way it did when I saw you staring at my bulge on the airplane gorgeous.”
“What if they have an even bigger bulge,” she questioned mischievously.
“Even better, then when I see you I’ll be able to feel that you were enjoying yourself on your travels, and that’ll turn me on more than anything!”
They both smiled, before making out fiercely yet again. As he dressed and prepared to leave, the hotel room door ajar, he said goodbye. As he walked out of her room, he looked back at her one more time.
“Brownie points if you get someone new at each destination and send me a picture or video to enjoy myself while you’re away.”
He winked and disappeared through the door as she stood there in her hotel room feeling as though she won some kind of lottery. She felt overly excited for work the next day… She was off to Chicago.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10l48ax/mf_his_flight_attendant_the_ultimate_hotwife_part
This is unbelievably sexy