Chapter 1: Introduction
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."