three hot cocks for one hot asshole

by jon martin

17 Nov 2020 3161 readers Score 8.9 (70 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


I was on a layover from an overnight 777 flight. There had been a Spanish soccer team on the flight and it's incredible how horny people get at 33,000 feet on a late night flight. After takeoff and the meal service, the lights were dimmed and most passengers went to sleep. Not the soccer team. They played cards and drank wine. The cabin crew retired to the galley area and I got to answer the call button from the team wanting another bottle of wine.

"Next time just come up to the galley and knock. I'll hand you a bottle, ok?" He nodded and grinned at me.

Five minutes later came a knock on the galley. I picked up a bottle of red wine and stepped out to hand it to him. Same guy, same grin. Cute,too.

"Thank you. Now would you be kind enough to show me where the lavatory is at?"

Then it dawned on me what was happening and it was my turn to grin.

"Follow me I whispered."

As I edged past him I lightly brushed my hand over his nice bulge. He gave a little gasp and I saw his grin widen. I heard one of the girls in the galley say louder than she needed to, "Jon the flying slut is at it again!" Jealous bitch.

I sat on the toilet with his very nice dick in my mouth. As I sucked him, his hands rubbed down my back toward my ass. I knew that hint and soon my pants were around my ankles and I was bent over the sink. I felt my ass cheeks being spread and then his tongue licking and probing my welcoming asshole. Some guys don't know when to stop rimming but this guy had rimmed and been rimmed enough to know exactly. Once he got two fingers up my cunt he knew I was wet and ready.

Some guys find it difficult to take a cock but not me. I find it exhilerating when that hot dick head pushes against my sphincter. My hole opens up like a sexual welcoming wagon and when that first push slides all the way in to the hilt and I feel his balls smack my ass and his pubes tickling my crack I can't help but give out a sigh and a moan of utter delight. He slid in and out of me a couple minutes then pulled out and rimmed me some more. When he slid inside me again I could feel his rythm increasing and his breathing getting louder. He was sliding almost out and then slamming back in as deep as he could reach. Then I felt him go rigid while his dick pulsed and then those hot shots of cum blasting and filling my hungry ass. My own dick was drooling with precum and I almost came when he did but something held me back.

He cleaned himself (even though I had sucked him clean) and gave me a kiss.

"This is what they mean when they say First Class in flight service". His grin was back and he nodded at my still rock hard dick. "Want me to send someone to take care of that load for you?"

I nodded with a matching grin. He gave me another kiss and exited the toilet. Shortly there was a knock on the door. I opened it and my eyes widened. This was no compact little Spaniard, this was a big blonde giant. Swedish as it turned out. And he wastn't there just to give me a blow job, he was definitely looking for sloppy seconds. A little sucking and then his beer can dick slid in. It was so big that I was glad the Spanish guy had loosened me up. This one pulled out so he could cum in my mouth. No small feat in that tiny toilet but worth it. I swear the guy must have cum a pint; his big fat mushroom headed dick just kept shooting and shooting and I just kept swallowing and swallowing and still wanting more. There were several more players and then one of them took mercy and let me blow my load in his mouth. I didn't match the Swede but I really came a lot and when the guy finally let my softening dick slip out of his mouth, he looked very happy.

When I staggered back to the galley the jealous bitch just smiled at me and shook her head. I slept like a log till time to serve breakfast before landing. The soccer team showed me no mercy. "What kind of sausage do you like best? Swedish I imagine!" "Can I have some cream for my coffee? Not cow cream, that special cream of yours." and so on to loud guffaws.

So I was sunning and remembering last night when I noticed the house next door getting a new roof. One of the guys was working on a porch roof that looked down into my yard. He was hunky with no shirt on and blue jeans that really showed off his ass. Well, I thought, what have we here? Suddenly I wasn't so tired after all.

by jon martin

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