I Watched My Air Stewardess Giried By Her Ex

I Watched My Air Stewardess Girlfriend Get Creampied By Her Ex - An FFM Cuckold Adventure

 

At 25 with a stable career as a cybersecurity specialist in big tech and having just gotten a tall, voluptuous air stewardess from our national carrier as my girlfriend, I was doing better than my peers.

And I thought life was only going to get better from here on.

I was wrong.

I met Jenny Lim, my sexy 21 year old Singaporean air stewardess girlfriend through a mutual friends of ours.

That was a few months ago, at one of those private parties at a club where no one really knew each other or knew what they were doing there in the first place.

The host of the party had sent out invitations to someone we knew or someone else who knew someone we knew.

And the invitations just spread around social circles until the club was full of random strangers. Which was exactly what it would have looked like on any other night.

Naturally we showed up since we were invited.

For free food, drinks and eye candy.

I don’t think I saw Jenny, or Jen as her friends called her, before we were introduced by the girlfriend of a friend of a friend who knew the host.

She was going around pouring champagne for everyone like it was free.

Come to think of it, I did see a leggy modelesque girl in the same dress Jenny was wearing that night, bouncing up and down the laps of various hunky, douchy looking dudes as they did shots off her.

But I never did verify that fact.

Anyway, we met when we clinked our champagne glasses in a toast by accident after we had our glasses filled.

We both thought we were clinking glasses with our own group of friends, but it was really easy to get lost and confused in the poorly lit club with epilepsy inducing strobing lights and head numbing beats.

When our eyes met, we smiled at each other sheepishly and that was the beginning of something wonderful.

I am 1.8m tall with the typical athletic asian physique. While I wasn’t buff with large guns for arms like your steroid pumping gym bros, I was no slouch in the looks department.

But Jenny’s attractiveness was on a whole different level.

Even with the poor lighting I could tell that Jenny was incredibly gorgeous.

We’re talking about representing the country at Miss Universe pageants gorgeous.

High cheekbones, sharp facial features on her perfectly symmetrical face.

She looked like a sultry, playful angel that would devour your cock and drain every last drop of sperm from your balls in a heartbeat.

Standing at 1.65m tall with slim yoga toned legs and waist, ample D cup breasts and wide childbearing hips that complemented her perky bubble butt, she was perfect.

And she wasn’t wearing a bra under that skintight dress of hers that night. She was dressed to fuck.

Yea she had pasties that she put in attempt to hide her delectable puffy pink nipples, but her baby girls were persistent and were showing defiantly through the pasties and her thin, flimsy maxi dress.

I took her by the hand and led her out of the noisy, messy club to the back alley to ‘talk.’

We were like two kids sneaking out of a chaperoned prom to make out in secrecy.

And she followed me obediently.

We did more than talk of course.

Between long, sloppy kisses and tongue fights, we found out more about each other.

We talked about ourselves, what we liked and disliked. And we explored each other’s bodies under the cover of darkness in that alley.

No, we didn’t have that fairytale ending of me sticking my dick in her wet, eager cunt and flooding her fertile womb with my creamy white nut cream.

I managed to pull down the flimsy straps of her dress to reveal her gorgeous milky tits and peel off the pointless pasties before suckling on her gravity defying young breasts as I rubbed and caressed her smooth, hairless vagina under her soaked thong.

I fingered her to an orgasm and popped my cock free.

It had been imprisoned in my pants through the session, with Jenny torturing it further by stroking it from the outside as I devoured her nubile body.

I spread her legs, poised to penetrate her sacred love hole with my burning meat spear but she stopped me just as the tip began to push past the entrance of her most feminine orifice.

She pushed me backward with a well-manicured finger on my sweat covered chest.

Jen: Not so fast handsome…I want our first time to be special, Tim

Instead of answering the call of nature to breed right there and then, she lifted the bottom of her dress so that it bunched up at her waist, revealing her slender, well-toned tummy and completely soaked thong before squatting down on heels to take me in her mouth.

I groaned and moaned like a bitch in heat.

Yes, you heard right. Me, a guy was moaning and whining as the sexy 21 year old air stewardess feasted on my cock, coating it generously with saliva as she slid it in and out of her throat.

This sexy, delicate vixen was an extremely skilled cocksucker and I had to fight every fibre of my being from unleashing my thick, creamy seed in her mouth within seconds.

I was awash with mixed feelings of joy and uneasiness.

To know her way around a cock like that, this girl clearly had much practice.

It was an open secret that flight crew were a promiscuous bunch but wow, how many dicks had she taken down her throat to be able to twirl her tongue around the most sensitive spots of my cock like that?

And how many large, thick cocks did she take bareback in her tight pink pussy?

How many loads of baby cream had filled her fertile womb?

My thought bubbles all burst at once as I lost the fight to her mouth.

It was a violent, earth-shattering orgasm.

I held on to her head for support as I shot spurt after spurt of virile sperm in her mouth.

Like a champ she took it all, sucking and licking my tool till the very end, milking every last drop from the shaft.

She even opened wide to show me what a huge load I’d deposited in her mouth and made an extremely sexy act of swallowing the load and licking the remaining drops off her fingers like it was the best, most delicious thing in the world.

Regardless of how many nasty stinky cocks she’s had in her, I decided right then that I needed her to be mine.

And surprisingly a few weeks later, that became a reality.

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With such luck in my career and snagging Jenny as my girlfriend, you can see why I thought that things were going my way and that the coming Chinese New Year would mark the start of another auspicious, fantastic year for me and Jenny.

Oh, and did I mention? I just got the keys to my very own Tesla Model X.

The most expensive, fully loaded Tesla available in my country.

Jenny was absolutely thrilled.

Like all air crew, ‘face’ and status was important.

That is why you often see them flaunting their luxury designer bags, fast rides and expensive holidays on social media.

They needed to show that they belonged to the high life, flying for the top carriers in the world.

While I wasn’t driving a Ferrari or other multi-million dollar car, the Tesla X still gave her bragging rights since the Tesla brand sold itself and having the most expensive, fully loaded model made it look like we could afford more than just the average.

She couldn’t stop taking pics in and with it for her social media and insisted that I chauffeured her to the airport for work and to influencer events so that she could arrive in style.

Of course, I was more than happy to do it. She would suck me off in the car as payment, keeping a part of me in her tummy to remember me while she was away.

And I always loved watching her at these influencer events, mingling playfully and flirtatiously with other beautiful people.

And the pride that came when she skipped over in barely there clothes and held my hand at the end of the event with all eyes on us was irreplaceable.

One thing that I wasn’t sure I was comfortable with was how friendly, playful and flirty Jenny was with everyone, even other men.

She was just so comfortable with both guys and girls having their hands all over her sexy young body.

I’ve witnessed many incidents where male influencers would place their hands on her waist, butt and even breasts longer than necessary for photoshoots and the like.

I had even seen guys grinding their obviously hard erections against her ass when given half the chance.

I blame it all on the occupational hazards of being an air stewardess.

Humans are creatures of habit you see.

Humans thrived on habit.

And it was all about conditioning and getting used to something.

If you did something continuously for several days, you would form a habit.

Just like how we would look at our phone when we woke or coffee in the morning.

It was the same for both good and bad habits.

Like having a strange man’s hand on your butt.

Or a random, wandering hand stroking your fair, creamy thighs.

It might induce discomfort at first, maybe annoyance or even outrage.

But these things happened all the time in her job as an air stewardess.

It was inevitable.

You would see articles on the news about flight crew being felt up by passengers and colleagues all the time.

Those cases reported were probably less than 5% of the actual incidents that happened.

Things that would have previously been reported as sexual crimes were brushed off as part of the job.

I shuddered at the thought that my sexy air stewardess girlfriend might one day accept that getting multiple creampies a day from her co-workers was just another part of her job.

My dick gets rock hard wondering if she already has.

I really hope not. For even I, her official boyfriend of three months, had not gotten to have sex with her yet.

Not even with condoms.

She would let me do every nasty thing to her tight young body behind closed doors, even grinding my bare, unprotected cock up and down her wet pink slit and polish the tip against the tight entrance of her pussy.