Continuing the plan now with an airline stewardess named Kimberly.
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Bro! Confirm? “Double confirm. The info is good she is an airline stewardess now and is assigned to the SQ flight to Paris on Tuesday.” Answered my contact.
“Ok thanks man I owe you lunch.” With that, I swiveled around and started making my airline booking.
Kimberly, the local actress from all the local sitcoms and horrible movies was my next target under the plan. My fingers flew across the keyboard as I made my flight booking.
‘Kimberly yum yum.’ As I smacked my lips in anticipation. It wasn’t because she was a minor television star or that she was young and pretty, but it was sooo much more.
She had a reputation of being the virgin queen. Well-guarded by her parents and then her manager, there was always oversight and protection. Except for now…
Her television roles seemed to have dried up and with it some of her endorsements, plus she was always chomping on the bit to explore the world and escape her protective net. Therefore, after much struggle and argument she had finally gotten permission to undergo airline cabin crew training and became a flight stewardess.
“Well, well… My little flower we will finally meet.” As I surfed her online profile.
Photos of her in a Japanese schoolgirl uniform, in that wonderful brown dress… I could hardly wait for her maiden flight with me.
Thoughts of her in her flight stewardess attire was just a cherry on top of that magnificent cake.
“It is only fitting that my first in flight, the mile high club experience will be with her.” I said out loud to 狼.
狼 didn’t answer it was too busy baying at the moon on delight at the fresh prey to come.
I must admit I had been her fan for years. I had her photos, her portraits in my cellar. It was the full fan boy mode. Now this was going to happen and I was going to not just meet her but ravish her.
“This is more than life. This is paradise.” I started humming in anticipation as I awaited the flight with my idol.
The days passed swiftly and it was time for the final checklist before my flight to Paris. Passport check. Airline ticket check. Suit check. CRX injector check… (Ah, I forgot to mention... Much like my other idol I had also upgraded my repertoire of superpowers. I surgically implanted a hardened set of plastic injectors into my arms to contain CRX. This way I can literally knock out someone with a handshake.) Not just that I can spray a small mist and knock out a small crowd of people if it became necessary. I had also developed a CRX vaccine for myself to protect myself from its effects.
Within minutes I was waiting in line to get onto the plane. And standing at the door was her. Kimberly in a flight stewardess uniform… There were times when life really felt like a porn movie.
“Hi.” She smiled and greeted all the passengers as we all boarded the plane one by one. I smiled back and counted the seconds until take off. Soon the plane was in the air and I was just moments away from the biggest rape of my life. I waited after the meals when the lights were dimmed before I took action.
I had spent a small fortune on getting first class tickets as the airline was pioneering a new feature whereby they would allow you to wall off your seat and give you absolute privacy. The seat could recline fully and I felt it was worth it; as I only wanted the best for my little princess in her journey, turning from a little girl into a woman. I shuttered up my seat, reclined it and walked out to get Kimberly.
“Hi, sorry, could I have a glass of water please?” I asked Kimberly catching her at exactly the right time as she was checking on the passengers.
“Sure.” She said as she complied with my request with her million dollar smile. As she was handing me my water in my seat / cabin I dosed her with CRX and that sweet sweet girl went out like a light. I pulled her onto my seat and latched the door. I turned and looked at my sweet sleeping angel so beautiful, so perfect, so smooth and soft to the touch. How I ached to immediately make her mine.
I held my bulging spaceship in check as my arms caressed that angelic figure. Slowly I moved closer and started letting my lips and tongue wandered around her lips, her face and her body. I slowly unzipped her dress to see the beautiful buxom before me. They were small but adorable. I caressed them, stroking them with great love and gradual passion.
I started frenching her. I would have liked to put my spaceship in her mouth, but no my lips and tongue were locked on like an octopus to that area. So that left my spaceship only one outlet to go into. I hiked up her stewardess uniform and slowly unzipped my pants, letting my spacecraft spring free.
I slowly caressed her love hole slowly stroking it with my fingers until at last I felt lubrication. She was ready and with that I gently guided my spacecraft into her. She was of course the virgin queen and my ship met resistance. Half of it could go in but it then met her hymen. I slowly prodded it and poked it as I enjoyed the slow sensation of gradually breaking the virgin queen.
She was warm and wet. I took hold of her wrist and held it above her head. I gradually leaned my whole weight on her and pushed forward and felt my cock slide into her.
“No, no, no,” she murmured.
“Relax,” I replied. Soothing her as I pushed further forward. She was tight and suddenly I felt a warm liquid leak from Kimberly. It was blood… I was slowly but surely breaking the virgin queen as her hymen gradually broke against the hulls of my spaceship.
I continued to push inwards and groaned with satisfaction as my balls hit her body. Sometimes I liked it when women struggled at this point, but this was the virgin queen and I wanted her to continue to think she remained intact.
I started to fuck her. Kimberly’s tightness and the warmth of the blood from her broken hymen made a pleasure. I could cum anytime. But I wanted this feeling to last… This feeling of being at one, at peace… That you were content and in comfort and at one with the universe.
I slowed my thrusting and started to linger inside her, content to let some of my pre cum float inside her. I leaned down and took one of her creamy white buxom in my mouth. The nipple was harder than before, certainly more sensitive to the stabbing of my tongue and the pull of my teeth. She started to fidget underneath me again. Not an attempt to stop him, it was too late for that. Perhaps it was an unconscious attempt to escape her own body’s stimulation. Or deny it.
I wouldn’t let her. I sucked on both tits while continuing to relentlessly fuck her as I gripped her wrist more tightly.
It took about 2 minutes, maybe 3, for the first sign to surface. Her body started to react in rhythm with mine even while unconscious. She moaned continuously, sometimes audibly and sometimes never leaving her throat, but I heard it. I felt it.
She was unconsciously tearing behind her closed eyes. She wasn’t able to stop herself from feeling it, feeling the need to cum as my cock was thick and filling her body wonderfully. My mouth and tongue manipulated her like an instrument.
Then I knew she gave in when she unconsciously tightened her cunt muscles around my throbbing space shaft. I bit a nipple again and deep inside her stomach, it began. She would not be able to contain it.
“No! No! God, no!” She murmured intelligibly. She started to writhe and I responded by fucking her harder and faster.
I looked down on her, no longer needing to suck the lovely tits that rolled on her chest. Her face was damp with perspiration. She was truly lovely. That was the last thought I could muster as finally my spacecraft could take the pressure of her nebula no longer.
Together, our moans filled the cabin as my cock spasmed inside her and filled the love hole to the limit. Our heads were side by side and I smelled her hair, felt it against my face. I enjoyed her final whimper of having lost her status as virgin queen as I thrusted my rapidly softening dick into her with finality.
By the time I pulled out of her, she was limp on the ground, eyes closed and mouth gasping for air. I got up and looked on at the fallen queen, her chastity taken, but her virtue still intact.
“No one will know my dear. Not even you.” I softly whispered into her ear as I got dressed and prepared for the hypnosis. For to me what was now a standard hypnosis of convincing her that she had just experienced a heavy period with one exception.
I was keeping her bloodied underwear as a memento of this special moment together.
Waste not, want not.