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Between Flights and Fantasies

An Erotic Story

It’s almost one in the morning. I’ve had more to drink than I’ve had to eat, but that always seems to be the way when flight attendants Alison and Michelle are between gigs and invite me over for a late-night dinner. I finish the last of my wine and place it on the coffee table. I start to stand from the couch, when Alison grabs my arm, pulls me back down and asks, “Why are you always in such a rush to leave? It’s not like you need to drive home. You literally live in the apartment next door. And you don’t work on a Saturday.”

Turning to my left, looking into Alison’s striking blue eyes while she straightens strands of her long, honey blonde hair behind her ear, I laugh and say, “I know. I know. I suppose I don’t want to overstay my welcome.”

“Seriously?” asks Michelle, who sits to my right, pouring more wine in my glass. “How many times have we had you over for dinner since you moved into the building?”

“I don’t know,” I say with a shrug.

“Look at me,” Michelle says softly, taking me by the chin and forcing me to look at her. “Do you really not know?”

For a few seconds, I’m at a loss for words. My cock stirs from the way Michelle looks at me, her beautiful brown eyes heavy with desire, made even sexier by her black rectangle-shaped glasses, and the caramel highlights in her shoulder-length chocolate brown hair.

“You’ve had me over for dinner almost every weekend for the last two months,” I finally say.

“That’s right,” Michelle says, looking down at my lips, then licking her own. “From the moment we saw you, Alison and I wanted you — .”

“Over for dinner?” I ask, trying to be funny while hoping the increasing bulge in my jeans goes unnoticed.

Alison laughs, shifting her position on the couch close enough that I can feel her breasts pressing against my arm and smell the sweet honey undertones to her perfume. She then traces what feels like her name on the back of my neck with the edge of her fingernail and says, “Since we’re all adults here — .”

“And friends,” Michelle interjects. “Don’t forget friends.”

“Indeed, love. Since we’re all adults and friends, I think we can be honest with each other.

“I’d like that,” I whisper, turning to look Alison in her eyes, while feeling her free hand on my thigh, moving closer to my excited cock.

“When we asked you for dinner that first night, it was an innocent invitation to get to know you. I swear it,” Alison says, holding her hand up to punctuate her innocence.

“So does that mean your motives for tonight’s dinner weren’t as innocent?” I ask.

“I don’t suppose they were,” Michelle responds, unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. “Of course, if you want to leave, we won’t stop you.”

“But we’re hoping,” Alison whispers into my ear, reaching down my pants, and gripping my cock, “you want to stay.”

Once again, I’m at a loss for words. As I feel Alison’s slim, soft fingers gripping my cock tighter, I feel the heat of Michelle’s breath against my neck, then the gentle pressure of her lips.

“What do you say, Jamar?” Michelle whispers into my ear, pulling at my lobe with her lips. “Do you want to stay?”

“You know I do,” I respond.

Michelle moans softly into my ear and asks, “Then why do I feel a ‘but’ coming on?”

I smile and say, “I don’t know. Stuff like this doesn’t happen to me. It just feels too good to be true. Like I’m dreaming and seconds away from waking up.”

“This isn’t a dream, Jamar,” Alison says, carefully slipping her hand out of my pants, then using it to caress my cheek. “You’re sitting between two, horny women, old enough to be your mother, who want to know how it feels to suck that beautiful black cock of yours.”

“And also want to know how good it feels to have said cock throbbing inside them,” continues Michelle. “All you need to do is say yes and come with us into the bedroom. It’s just that simple.”

“I like simple,” I respond, unsure I’m making any sense.

“Then say the magic word of consent, you gorgeous man,” Michelle whispers with heated urgency.

I look from one woman to the next, feeling their gaze heating my skin and exciting my cock. I succumb to their desires and my own with a hesitant nod at first, then, with a little more confidence, say, “Yes.”

The two women each kiss me, deeply and passionately, making my heart race. They then stand up from the couch, take my hand, and lead me to Alison’s bedroom. I barely have a chance to take in the warm, sensual décor when Alison dims the lights and closes the blinds to the room’s only window. Michelle has me sit on the edge of Alison’s bed, then has me spread my legs wide so she can stand between them.

“I was starting to think this night would never happen,” Michelle says to Alison while reaching out for her to join us by the bed.

“That’s because you’re always in a rush, love. Jamar just needed a little time to get to know us. Isn’t that right, Jamar?” Alison asks, while pulling Michelle’s provocative black satin blouse over her head, revealing a lacy red bra.

I respond by licking my lips and nodding, staring at Michelle’s firm nipples pressing against the delicate red fabric.

“They’re beautiful, aren’t they?” Alison asks, pulling down the right cup of Michelle’s bra. “I wish I had tits as big as hers. They’re absolutely perfect for sucking.”

Taking Alison’s obvious cue and the look of anticipation deepening the desire in Michelle’s eyes, I lean forward and lightly swirl my tongue around the edges of Michelle’s exposed nipple. She lets out a soft moan that makes my cock throb, and I feel her push slightly forward, encouraging me to take more of her into my mouth.

As I suck Michelle’s breast, as I tweak her firm nipple between my teeth, Alison pulls her black figure-hugging t-shirt over her head, revealing a lacy red bra similar to Michelle’s.

“You fucking bitch,” Michelle says, stifling a laugh.

“What?” Alison asks in a feigned expression of innocence.

“You just had to wear the same thing as me? You couldn’t pick a different colour?”

Releasing Michelle’s firm nipple from my lips, I say, “Don’t fight, ladies. Red is my favourite colour.”

“We know,” they say in unison.

“I suppose you would after two months of ‘getting to know you’ dinners,” I say, chuckling and shamelessly eyeing Alison’s small breasts and the outline of nipple rings pressing against her bra. “Do you know what else I like?”

The two women exchange the sultriest of looks. They then nod and remove their matching red bras, tossing them aside. A heavy silence falls over us, and all I can hear is the thumping from my racing heart as I take in Michelle’s naturally ample, round breasts and firm pink nipples. All I can feel is my cock throbbing as I gaze at Alison’s small, freckled breasts and equally firm, pink nipples, pierced with silver barbells.

“I think we have an idea of what you like,” Alison says with a sensual timbre to her voice, tracing her thumb over my lips. “But what do you say you show us, so we know for sure?”

Looking up at Alison, I slowly nod my head. I pull her in a little closer, then tenderly lick one of her pierced nipples. Her breath catches as I flick the barbell with my tongue, and I ask, “Do you like how that feels?”

She nods, parting her lips to say something, when Michelle whispers, “She likes it even more when she can feel both of them being teased.”

I turn to Michelle, catching her licking her lips and staring at her co-worker’s tits, and ask, “Care to join me?”

She smiles and nods, then lowers herself just enough to lean in and take Alison’s right breast into her mouth, while I take the left into mine. The two of us gorge ourselves until Alison gasps, “Fuck. I need your cock in my mouth.”

Michelle hesitantly pulls back, blowing gently on the sopping wet nipple I was enjoying watching her suck at the corner of my eye. She turns to me, licking her pouty lips, and says, “So do I.”

The two women step away from me and the bed. Alison slips off her denim skirt and red panties, revealing a slim, athletic body, a pierced belly button and a pussy shaved bare. Michelle slips out of her black jeans and red thong, revealing a voluptuous figure and a pussy shrouded in dark, thick curls. My cock throbs, almost painfully, as I stare at my neighbours just long enough to make them blush. I then stand up from the bed and quickly get naked, revealing a body made hard from exercise and working at a quarry, and a cock made long and thick by the lottery of genetics.

“Fuck me, Alison whispers, biting the corner of her lower lip.

“Gladly,” I say, casually stroking my shaft. “But what do you say we work up to it?”

Michelle makes a sound that’s a cross between a moan, a grunt, and a laugh. Without a word spoken, she walks up to me, caresses my granite-like chest and flat stomach, then gets down on her knees. She grabs the base of my shaft with one hand, holding my cock steady, while slipping her free hand between her thighs. She licks the tip of my cock, and I convince myself to look away, knowing if I don’t, I’ll cum in her mouth before I’ve had a chance to fuck her.

“Always in such a rush,” Alison whispers, casually walking up to me and kissing me deeply while Michelle sucks my cock with equal passion.

Looking into Alison’s hungry blue eyes, feeling Michelle’s tongue dragging across my shaft, I ask Alison in a measured tone, “I thought both of you wanted to suck my cock?”

“We do,” Alison responds, licking my lips.

“Then get down on your knees and do it,” I say, driven by an overwhelming need to fuck both women until they beg for sweet release.

Alison nods, her eyes flaring with excitement at the dominant tone of my voice and slowly takes a position on her knees next to Michelle. She then takes my cock in her hand and strokes my shaft with just enough pressure to make me breathe a little heavier. I caress the back of her head, then, as tenderly as possible, grab her by the hair, and push her head forward until I feel the tip of my cock passing between her lips.

“That’s it, baby,” Michelle whispers, reaching between Alison’s thighs and fingering her pussy. “Suck his beautiful black cock dry.”

Narrowly escaping the urge to cum multiple times, I watch my exquisitely naked neighbours suck my cock with absolute abandon and tease each other’s pussies to the edge of ecstasy until I feel sweat trickling down my back. With a soft moan, I say, “Alison.”

“Yes,” she gasps, looking up at me while circling the tip of my cock with her tongue.

“Get on your hands and knees.”

“What?”

“You heard me. Get on. Your hands. And knees.”

Alison nods, releasing my cock. As she assumes the position on the floor, I turn to Michelle and say, “I want you to spread her ass. I want you to spread it wide enough that you can watch me as I lick her sweet, wet pussy, and I can watch you lick her tight little asshole. Can you do that for me, Michelle?”

My curvy neighbour nods with a delicious smile, taking a position next to her co-worker, and spreading her ass cheeks nice and wide. I get on my hands and knees behind Alison and lean in until the scent of her excitement fills my lungs and I can see the swollen folds of her pussy glistening with arousal.

Hmm. Perfect.

Despite earlier comments, Michelle is slow and methodical licking Alison’s ass, just as I am at sucking her clit and savouring the juices that glaze her cunt. The time we spend devouring Alison, all the while staring into each other’s eyes, makes my cock ache for more.

“Are you ready for my cock?” I ask Alison, slapping her on the ass and making her cheek blush.

“Yes,” she pants. “Oh my God, yes.”

I nod and sit up. I grab my cock and slowly slip it inside Alison, relishing the warmth and smoothness of her shaved pussy. Michelle, still holding Alison’s cheeks apart, chews her bottom lip while intently watching my cock slip in and out of her bestie’s wet, creamy cunt.

“You want to know what she tastes like, don’t you?” I ask Michelle in a low, seductive tone, breaking her gaze and forcing her to look at me. “You want to lick her juices off my cock, don’t you?”

Michelle says nothing, but I catch the slight nod of her head. I nod back, pushing my cock into Alison until it’s buried inside her, and her legs tremble from taking all of me. I then slowly pull back, giving Michelle enough of my shaft to lick clean, while keeping the tip of my cock lingering at the entrance of Alison’s pussy.

As Michelle licks at my shaft with soft moans, occasionally licking her roommate’s taint, Alison looks back at us, subtly twerking her body to get more than the tip of my cock, and breathlessly says, “God. You’re such a fucking slut. And I love it. I love it so much. I want to see you get fucked. I need to see you get fucked.”

Michelle looks up at me with a deliciously pleading look in her beautiful brown eyes, and, for a few seconds, I say nothing. Not because I’m at a loss for words, but because she’s never looked more desirable than she does now.

Eventually, I fill the silence by fucking Alison with slow, deep strokes until I can feel her pussy tightening around my shaft. Until I can feel her on the verge of cumming all over my cock.

“Get on your back, Michelle, and spread your legs wide. I want to see you touching yourself while I make Alison cum,” I whisper, slapping Alison on the ass and fucking her harder.

Michelle promptly nods, her ample chest rising and falling with excitement. She lies on her back next to Alison and spreads her thick thighs wide, giving me a mouthwatering view of her hairy pussy. With one hand, she reaches out and plays with Alison’s pierced nipple, and with the other, she reaches between her legs and rubs her clit.

Feeling Alison’s pussy clench around my cock even tighter, feeling like I’m about to be swept away by my own climax, I quickly pull my cock free of my neighbour’s cunt, slipping three fingers in its place, and finger-fuck her until she cums screaming. Until her juices trickle down her thighs and drench the floor.

Dramatically licking Alison’s juices from my fingers, I turn to Michelle with a smile and say, “Your turn.”

Taking a slightly kneeling position between her open thighs, I run the tip of my cock against the wet folds of Michelle’s pussy and swollen clit. I close my eyes and silently ward off the urge to shoot my load, while savouring the soft, prickly sensation of her pubic hair rubbing against my skin.

I open my eyes to the sight of Alison facing me, straddling Michelle’s head, her sweet, shaved pussy hovering mere inches over her co-worker’s lips. Leaning forward, caressing the dark patch of hair that covers Michelle’s moist cunt, Alison looks at me and says, “Fuck my girl. Make her cum. Fuck her until you both cum.”

I let out a low moan in response. As I slowly slip my cock into Michelle, I watch Alison lower her pussy to a waiting tongue. As I fuck the voluptuous brunette with deeper strokes and the wetness of her pleasure fills the room, I watch Alison’s face and neck suddenly redden from the ecstasy of a second orgasm.

“Fuck. I’m cumming,” Alison grunts. “I cumming.”

I feel Michelle’s pussy tighten. I feel my balls tighten. I push my cock inside her until I can feel the wet strands of her pubic hair mixing with mine. I hold still and mercilessly rub her clit.

“That’s it, Michelle. Cum for me. Cum all over my cock,” I say with clenched teeth.

“Oh my God! Fuck!” she screams, arching her back. “I cumming.”

Unable to restrain myself any longer, I cum inside Michelle, pumping a thick white stream of semen until it spills out of her and drips onto the floor. Breathless and sweaty, I slowly pull my cock from Michelle and collapse onto the floor at her feet. I watch Alison tenderly kiss Michelle like a devoted lover, then I watch them kiss, trying to savour the taste of sex on their lips.

Looking up at the ceiling, I laugh and say, “Maybe I should leave you two alone.”

For a moment, there is only silence. Eventually, the two women lay next to me, pressing their bodies into mine, the warmth of their skin surprisingly arousing my exhausted cock.

“Always in such a rush to leave,” Michelle whispers, gently kissing my neck and caressing my balls.

“I know. I know. It’s not like I have to drive back home,” I say, rolling my eyes.

“And it’s not like you work on a Saturday,” Alison says, kissing the other side of my neck and licking my earlobe.

“Fuck. If I thought I was dreaming before, I sure as fuck don’t now.”

“Why is that?” Michelle asks, sliding down and taking my spent cock into her mouth.

“Indeed,” Alison whispers, lightly kissing and licking my chest. “Why is that?”

“Simple. My imagination has never been this fucking good.”

This story was inspired by the September 19, 2025, Merriam-Webster Word of the Day: Succumb.

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