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Camping here. More pls..
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Chap 3 Part 1
It was back to training school the following day. Koori appeared wearing a nice blue silk blouse and black tight skirt. She looked cool but I could not say much as most of the other trainees were already in class. The instructor gave us our usual morning breaks and told us to be back in 15 mins. It gave me a great opportunity to chat with Koori. I told her that I enjoyed making love to her last night. Koori looked at me and smiled. I asked her if her smile meant that she enjoyed it as well. Koori gestured with her head indicating that she did. Fine I thought. Hopefully I will get to taste more of her. I asked her if she was wearing her lacy black panties to which she replied “no”. I was eager to see it. But to view it I had to sit opposite her and wait for her to spread her legs and time was running out as other trainees would be coming back from their tea/coffee break. So I asked Koori if she could let me have her panties. She looked at me astonished by that request. I asked her again and she said she won’t do that. Damm! She also refused to tell me the colour of her panties. Guess it wasn’t my day. I wasn’t getting much cooperation. So I decided to just focus on the lesson taught by the instructor. Luckily I did pay attention as the instructor asked me a question after the tea/coffee break and thankfully I was able to answer the question. My little “head” began to take control of my mind. We were now regarded as one of the senior batches in school. A new class would commence on Mondays and since we had been at the school for more than 4 weeks now, it meant 4 new classes had commenced their training. It would be a daunting task to try to bonk another trainee in my class but I could try my luck on a new trainee from some of the new batches that had just joined. I heard from my classmates that a new batch just joined yesterday and no guys in the class. About 18 girls in total in that class. Hmm... time to check out the scene and lunch time would be the best time to view the beauties. The training school is far away from any food courts or kopitiams. So all trainees will have no choice but to come down to the canteen to have their lunch. If you have been at the training school for a few weeks, it will not be too difficult to identify the new trainees. The new trainees will also not have their crew passes as it takes one or two weeks to get their passes (can’t remember how long it actually takes). In addition to that, there are only about 10 to 12 batches at the training school at any one time, bearing in mind that the training duration is about 3 months and you have one new batch joining every week. That means about 200 to 250 trainees and it is not all that difficult to recognise each other after being there for a few weeks. In addition to that, it is mandatory for all trainees to wish each other “good morning/afternoon/evening” when they bump into each other at the canteen, lifts or any spots within the training centre So at this place, every new girl/guy is expected to be polite, courteous and most importantly smile when they meet another trainees or instructors or admin people at the school. Well they say you ought to start young. That means the right attitude and social etiquette has to be cultivated from the training school. How else are these trainees going to be full fledged stewards or stewardesses? So if you want to get to know any girls, all you need to do is to get close to her and there is a 99% chance that she will smile at you or greet you. You can also wait for her to get into the lift and quickly get in the same lift. She has to greet you and give you her “SXXXXXXXX Girl Smile”. Trainees are encouraged to interact with each other. Forget the toilets folks! Ladies are only for the ladies. Don't even try your luck. So down I went to the canteen all alone. I was there slightly earlier so that I could get the best viewing seats available to check out the new arrivals. Got my lunch and my drink and sat at my selected spot. 2 other guys from my class joined me. Ate my lunch quickly and slowly sipped my drink waiting for the newbies while chatting with my classmates. As expected the newbies started to walk-in. Groups by groups they came. Hmm.. some were not bad at all. I like the ones who have height. That’s simply because I am tall. So for good positioning of the “Mars and the Venus” the taller girls will do me a lot of good. I dread having a short “Venus”. Their faces would be way below my chin when I climb them, guess you folks know what I mean. Don’t want Ms. Venus to be eating up my chest hair. My eye caught one lovely “Venus”. A Malay trainee. She must have been about 1.7m. Nice long legs. At least a B cup. She was definitely new. Never saw her before. She got her food and sat about 5 tables in front of me facing me but her view was blocked by other trainees, from her class I guess who were seated opposite her. Tough luck! Well at least I now have another target. The first thing I needed to do was to get her name and class/batch number. Other statistics can come later. How? How do I move in on my target? Had to find a way to get close to her. Can’t think right when the “small head” is in control. You ought to let the “big head” take control. Found it extremely difficult to get another love making session with Koori. Maybe she felt guilty making love to me or maybe she is not a maniac like me. Koori was visible daily and we were still close but I totally lost interest in her as I was dying to get to know the new Malay trainee. Nothing much happened that week but I did see the Malay trainee a couple of times at the canteen but she was always with her classmates. It would not have made sense to go near her when as she was always surrounded by her classmates. It had been a week since I got sex. The longer you are deprived of sex, the more the frequency of getting hard-ons. My poor junior! I wasn’t getting anywhere. Sometimes it kind of nice to have a girlfriend. At least you are not deprived for too long. Stay tuned for Part 2 of Chap 3 |
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Bro, eagerly anticipating the next instalment
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Chapter 3 Part 2
Observed my new target for a week. No way of knowing her name as she had not got her crew pass. Was already into my 6th week at the training school. The depository of semen in my testicles was gradually increasing but unloading was the major problem. As usual I had my lunch during that week and went down the building to have a smoke at the entrance. Luckily my classmate was with me and we chatted while smoking. As we smoked, the new Malay trainee came out as well to have a smoke. Ah ha! Not bad at all. She was accompanied by another Chinese trainee. They greeted us and stood beside us. My classmate greeted the Chinese trainee, narrowing his focus on her right away and I immediately grabbed the opportunity to chat with the Malay trainee. I introduced myself although it was a practice for the more junior trainees to introduce themselves first. What the hell? Who cares if I have to introduce myself first? After all I had a mission. I would do it a zillion times if it would lead me to getting between the most prestigious places between her thighs. She was surprised by my friendliness. She immediately shook my hands and gave me her name. THATS WHAT I WANTED ALL THIS WEEK! Her name! Finally! Let’s now give her a name. We shall address her as Ella. Well I had to pretend and told her that I have never seen her around (Yah right bloody deceiver!) I thought to myself. Ella told me that she just joined about a week ago. Ella has this nice scent when she stands beside you. To those who are familiar with the perfume Issey Miyake, you know what I am referring to. I guess her skin blended very well with the perfume. I told Ella that I liked the perfume and asked her if there was one for the guys too. So we just chatted about perfumes, finished my cigarette and we parted of to get back to our respective classes. Goodness me! First hurdle cleared. For the next couple of days, I bumped into Ella a couple of times. Since I was about 4 weeks her senior, she asked me lots of questions about the training. Like I knew everything! Well if you want the jewel between her thighs, you have to impress her. No other way! She ain’t going to spread it just like that for you. You just have to earn your right to be there. So work I did!!! As much as I could, within my capacity and my budget of course. Eventually I became her mentor. Not that I qualified but since I was more senior, Ella felt that I would be able to help her. Now I wasn’t just getting close to just Ella but also the other girls in Ella’s class. Portraying this fake image of a mentor. At times you wonder what we guys do just to reach our destiny, I mean the pussy. It makes me laugh at times when I sit and think of it today. Desperado yes I was!!! Nothing to be shy about. But it was also extremely important not to let the target know that you are desperate. So the only way to achieve the desired results would be to ensure that the target strongly feels that you care about her. There is no other method! Unless she is a nymphomaniac. I met Ella that week during lunch. It was a Friday and my batch mates were all planning to head to Phoenix Hotel that night. I asked Ella to join us. Ella said that she will check with her batch mates and revert. She was waiting for me after class at the exit of the training school. I was surprised to see her. Ella told me that some of her batch girls were also going to Hotel Phoenix. Awesome I thought. Tonight might be a good night for me. I shall invite Ella to be my dance partner when the DJ plays the slow version of romantic music. Wooo... I just could not wait to seize the opportunity to feel her body. Where will it lead us to? Stay tuned for Part 3 of Chap 3 |
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Nice.... keep it up!
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One of the best i have read. But TS, i thought all stewardess wears pantyhose as part of their uniform rite?I wonder how can you peep into the colour of their panties?
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Awaiting for more updates.......wooo
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As a passenger, i read with great interest in the dalliances behind the scenes. I wont be surprised by all the shenanigans...given the fact that i see a lot of lonely female crew members in some of the places i go to...but i am frequently disappointed by their dress sense esp in Europe.
I met a couple this afternoon when i was passing through the crew hotel in Paris enroute to La Defense. Well, not exactly stunning and clearly Singaporean by a mile with the Singlish and all. Disappointing! |
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Dear Brothers,
Allow me to answer some of the queries first posted by the brothers in the forum. Dear Brother sex crusader, I have not started the days of flying yet. This was during my training at the training school. You do not get your uniforms until you pass the basic exams and the final exams. When you are ready to fly, then you are given 4 sets of uniforms. Guys come with long sleeve shirts, pants and tie. Girls wear dresses, skirts that should be knee length although some do wear shorter skirts and blouses. Hope I have cleared your doubts. Dear Brother machinehead1234, These incidents occurred more than 15 years ago. At that point of time, the girls that were selected had class. During my days, we saw many Eurasian, Arab and some of the prettiest Chinese, Malay and Indian girls. We even had local graduates joining. All because the money was good those days. Can't talk about the situation now for I am no longer around although some of my batch mates are still flying as chiefs and leading stewards. Hope I have clarified all your doubts. Happy Reading |
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Chap 3 Part 3
Rushed home to have a quick shower. Changed and was at Orchard by 8.30pm. Had a quick dinner near Centrepoint and proceeded to my destiny Phoenix Hotel. Wow so many familiar faces were there. Met my batch mate and sat with them ordering my cocktail. No sign of Ella so just sat there and ogled at the sexy trainees dancing away. Was just having my 2nd cocktail when Ella walked in. Ella had a nice tight ass that you would want to bonk. You could easily see the shape of her ass as she wore a very nice thin layer dress slightly above the knees. Though the lights at the disco were not very bright, but the view of her ass and her white panty was very visible. Even her bra was white. I immediately offered my seat to Ella and asked her if she came alone. Ella told me that some of her batch mates were around. I asked her if she wanted to move to their table but Ella said she is fine and that we could remain at my table. I went to get Ella a “Dry Martini” and brought it to our table. She wanted me to sit but how could I when there was only one seat available. My other classmate was administering 2 girls at one go so all 4 seats at our table were occupied. So had to give up my seat to Ella. I assured Ella that I was fine and that she should sit at my chair and enjoy her drink. The music was good and we decided to go to the dance floor to work out our muscles. The only part of Ella that I focused on during the dance was her tight ass. Watching Ella spiral her hips to the flow of the rhythm started giving me an erection. I would give anything to grab her ass, kiss them and lick them if I had the chance. But no opportunities to try anything since the songs played were all fast numbers. Damm! When do I get the slow romantic numbers? Arghhhh! What a waste? We came back to our table after dancing for a while. My batch mate, Bryan narrowed his target on the girl with bigger boobs. Lucky devil! He was a “boobs” man. He does not care much about the face or body. He once told me that he can’t live without boobs. He gave me a strange erotic rise of the eyebrows then brought out his tongue like a “German Shepherd” waiting to quench its thirst. It was past 12 midnight and he signalled that he was leaving. Great! Jumped at the empty seat beside Ella and chatted with her. Well it looked like Bryan’s junior was about to be given the golden opportunity to work “overtime” tonight. Who cares anyway? Its Saturday tomorrow and you can wake up anytime you want. With or without someone beside you. Finally the moment I was anticipating and waiting eagerly came. Slow romantic music. Suddenly Ella asked me where Bryan is and I told her that he has left. Ella asked me if Bryan was bringing the girl home and I smiled at her not wanting to give her an answer. 2nd slow number was played and I asked Ella if she wanted to dance. She smiled and I didn’t wait for an answer. Walked over to her side and held her hand to bring her to the dance floor. My rod was bursting wanting to come off my jeans. Luckily I wore a short sleeve shirt that covered my protected areas or else it would have been very embarrassing for Ella to notice the sudden expansion. To my dismay it didn’t last long and she eventually knew that I was experiencing a hard on. As we were both tall, Ella made a perfect dance partner. I put my left hand around her waist while our right hands held each other. But as we danced, Ella gradually brought her arms around my waist, bringing her body closer to mine. I tried to keep a gap between us just to ensure that she does not take note of my swollen area at my crotch. The harder I tried the more I failed. I eventually gave up trying to keep any gaps. Her B cup breasts were poking my chest while my crotch was rubbing against the area slightly above her love hole giving me a pleasurable sensation. Ella placed her head on my shoulders and enjoyed the music. So there was no way out for me. I could not hide the expansion in my pants. Mind you I was wearing jeans. God knows how many times my crotch rubbed against her body. Ella liked my “Eternity” perfume. She moved towards my neck and kissed it. I could just feel my semen dripping in my briefs. I just continued dancing without reacting to the kiss. Ella then whispered to me and asked if I was having an erection. It was so embarrassing as we have never talked about sex or anything related to intimacy or even relationships during the last one week when we chatted. I did not even know if she was dating someone. I guess not or else she would not be holding on to me so tightly. I kept silent. As much as I wanted to rub her so badly but when the opportunity was presented to me, I was frozen. Just did not know how to react. We continued dancing and slowly I felt her hand squeeze my crotch. She then gave me an erotic look and asked me what it was that was so hard like a rock. This woman had guts! I then whispered in her ear that I was fully erected and ready to explode. Ella asked me if it was painful. I told her yes it was but there was also a very pleasurable feeling. Ella told me that it would be best to release my load to ease the uncomfortable feeling. What? This girl is full of surprises. What does she have in mind? I asked Ella what she meant by release. Ella asked me if I wanted to go off somewhere. I told her that I have to hit the toilet to adjust my precious gems and steel rod. She burst out laughing and dragged me out of the dance floor. What a relief it was? I don’t think I could have lasted another song. We left the place and came to the shopping area next to the hotel. It was past 1am in the morning and there were hardly anyone around. I grabbed her and kissed her. Ella responded well and we frenched like long lost lovers who just met. Unlike Koori, Ella was a specialist at tongues. There wasn’t a need to do anything. She just took control and I just allowed her to be the administrator. I told Ella that my pants are bursting. Ella assured me that she will solve my problem. She grabbed my hand and led the way. I hadn’t a clue where we were going. I kept asking her but she told me to be patient. We walked a few meters until we reached an open car park. We got to Ella’s car. Wow she drives! She unlocked the car and off she went heading towards to east. We reached the designated area and she parked her car at the car park. Part 4 of chap 3 coming up shortly |
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Chap 3 Part 4
Ella switched off the lights and engine and unbuckled her seat belt. She swung over to my side to unbuckled my seat belt. Before I knew it, she unzipped my pants and pulled out my rod. Then she stopped for a moment and started digging into her handbag. What now I thought? Is she getting a condom? She took a small hand towel and leaned to the back to take a bottle of mineral water. She poured some water on the towel to wet it slightly and began to clean my shaft rubbing it up and down slowly to ensure my rod was thoroughly cleaned. I was getting nervous. What if someone caught us? Once the cleaning process was completed, Ella went down on me and started blowing me. I adjusted the seat slightly, reclining it to give myself a more comfortable position. The blows were awesome. She certainly knew how to please her man. Ella used her saliva to ensure her tongue was very wet and licked the entire shaft of my erected rod. She brought my rod completely out of my pants ran her fingers gently over the underside of my rod. She licked my shaft and took it into her mouth. Then she blew on the shaft with her hot breath. She kept licking and blowing air alternating between these two exercises that brought me to the state of "Nirvana". She gradually stated massaging my balls and moved down to lick them one by one. Ella gave my balls a good lapping. She began alternating between sucking and licking my shaft and giving my balls a good lapping. I was trying very hard not to cum. I tried very hard to bring my mind away from the current activity. I managed to hold on for a good 15 mins and finally shot my 2 weeks load into her mouth. Ella never choked at all. She was so good at taking all my cum into her mouth. I expected her to spit it all out but she swallowed every drop of it and licked the last drop of cum till there wasn't a need to wash my shaft. Ella then proceeded to clean my shaft with her cute towel. Then she looked at me and asked me if she kept her promise. I was lost for words. It all happened so fast that my mind went blank. I begged Ella to give me a chance to let me help her have her orgasm as well. Ella told me that she is fine and that I need not return her favour today. I pleaded to Ella to let me lick her and I told her that I have never gone away without satisfying a woman. Ella told me that she is still a virgin. She has had oral sex before with her previous boyfriends, both Caucasians but refuse to allow them to have sex as she felt she wasn't ready for it. I told Ella that I respect her wishes but I insisted that she allow me to use my tongue and I told her that I was very eager to watch her have an orgasm. Ella refused to allow me to satisfy her. Hmm playing hard to get I thought. She handed the keys to me and asked me to drive. Where to? Ella replied that since I am now driving, I should decide. Thankfully I only had 2 cocktails and was sober. I started the engine and drove towards the west. Ella asked me where we were going. Surprise was my reply. Ella put her hands on my crotch and rubbed my rod. I told her not to disrupt my concentration for I can’t have oral sex and drive simultaneously. She told me that I was a bad driver and that my concentration was poor. Wonder if she could do better? I drove to Mount Faber and parked at a secluded spot. Felt safe as there were hardly any signs of passing cars. Switched off the lights and reclined Ella’s seat. I decided not to beg or plead again and I will do what I want and let’s see what transpires. I grabbed her boobs and started fondling them, rubbing her nipples via her bra. I wasn’t feeling embarrassed anymore. This time there was no more resistance from Ella. She kept kissing my neck and I told her not to give me any “love bites” for I can’t wear a turtle neck pullover to school on Monday. She whispered and assured me that she will leave no marks on my neck. I kept on rubbing her nipples via her bra but it was impossible to go beyond that as Ella was wearing a dress. Since we were in the car, it was not advisable to try to remove her dress. I slowly moved my hands down south, slipping my hands under her dress and began rubbing my thumb on her vagina via her panties. I could feel her virginal walls through her wet and damp panties. She kept moaning softly, constantly telling me that it felt so good. She kept saying “Aduh Bang Sedapnya” translated from Malay which means oh dear it feels so good. It turned me on so much that I pulled off her panties easily as she lifted her ass to enable the last piece covering her love hole to come off. I pushed her seat to the back a little and went down on her. I didn’t finger her as she was a virgin so I only used my tongue to lick her, gently stroking the clitoris. With the tip of my tongue I made slow circles around the base of her clitoris. I then placed my lips gently around the clitoris and give Ella a soft suck. Her love hole was very well trimmed and it made my job a lot easier. Her moans got louder and it spurred me on to venture further with those moans coming nonstop. Thank god the wind screens were all up. I proceeded to jam my tongue downwards, repeatedly striking her clitoris and the sliding sensations of my tongue battering her erect clitoris brought Ella over wall. I finally decided to stiffen my tongue and thrust it deep into her vaginal opening, wiggling the tip around a bit with maximum penetration while moving my head and neck back and forth. Ella could not hold it any longer and screamed as she came. I stopped the movement of my tongue and just left it stabbed into her love hole. The contractions were so great that it practically squeezed my tongue, griping it so tightly. Ella reclined her seat back to position and looked at me like a smitten kitten. She said nobody had licked her like that before. She brought herself nearer and we frenched for a while. It was almost 4am and Ella insisted that she send me home. I agreed on one condition. Ella was puzzled! Lovingly she asked me what I wanted. Told her that I wanted to keep her wet and damp panties. I told her that the panties will be my gift for a job well done. She blushed and looked embarrassed. She asked me if I really meant it and I said I was serious. So I went back home with her panties, keeping it next to my pillow, smelling it and slept the night with fond memories of Ella. Stay tuned for chapter 4 next week. |
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Good. I am staying tuned.
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