Candy’s Circus Adventures

Eighteen Hours with the Malaysian Captain

Here it is finally; the last leg of my long travel to Los Angeles from Australia…

I woke up in the morning with my sweet concierge and he sent me on my way to the airport in KL with a bouquet of orchids and a relaxing limousine ride. It was a nice feeling to be spoiled the next morning.

The surprises didn’t end when I arrived at the check in counter to confirm my seating. The check in lady smiled at me pleasantly and informed me that my seating had been upgraded from economy class to first class. My feet barely touched the ground as I boarded the plane to the welcoming smiles of the fresh flight attendants, with small golden orchids in my red hair from my earlier gift. I made myself comfortable in the big squishly leather chair in first class and let myself drift in this obvious “compliment” from the former attendants.

About an hour or so in the air, I was greeted with a smiling reminder that in fact men do talk. The captain of the plane had come out of the cockpit and asked me how the flight and my arrangements so far pleased me. I smiled back and said I was very happy. He then said with a friendly wink while looking me up and down, that he and the co-pilot would love to have the pleasure of my company in the cockpit. It made me thinking a punny kind of way that “cockpit” would have a new meaning for me after this experience. Who knew that my shenanigans would bring me so much mile high advetures! I wanted to avoid the boredom of the usually unbearably long flight, and here was a very obvious invitation to fun. So I got up and followed the Captains lead.

It was cool to be in the cockpit, the view was really amazing. Much better than those skimpy little windows where you see only a portion of sky or ocean. The captain was kind of short and stout, a small packed Malaysian. He looked about forty with a mustache and he was 5’6”.

The co–pilot was a skinny and kind of goofy man with a great smile and he was about 6’ even. They both smiled at me like I was a goddess. They took their time talking and laughing with me, and showing me the different things in the cockpit. Very sweet men indeed.

I decided to get to the point in a completely unmasked way, and just took a seat on the pilots lap. He laughed openly and called me a sex kitten. I laughed too and wiggled my ass around for emphasis. I felt his lips brush my nape, and then he nibbled, causing my arm hairs to stand on end. The co–pilot could see that my nipples went very hard through my silk tank top. I was wearing a white silk tank and a little black pleated miniskirt, I also had on thigh high stay up stockings in black and little mini-boots. Because I can't resist teasing men through clothing I had made sure to reverse my underwear to pass on a naughty message, so beneath my soft white silk tank, you could see my black lacy bra. And beneath my black pleated mini you could see flashes of white cotton bikinis. I love doing that sort of thing, you can see a mans mind cranking the gears when underwear makes a statement.

The co–pilot leaned forward and brushed his long slim fingers over my silk top, making sure to brush my nipples with fingertips. I sighed and closed my eyes, parting my legs to flash my white panties at him while leaning back into the captain. I felt flashes of pleasure while the captain continued nibbling and sucking at my neck, and he let his hands move around to the front of me. He slipped his hands between my thighs and pulled my legs open wide, allowing his co-pilot a full view of my inner thighs and white panty clad pussy.

I turned my head and kissed the captain on his lips, softly at first, then yielding my mouth to his tongue. The co–pilot was on his knees and between my legs kissing my inner thigh. I slid forward in excitement and approval and accidentally shoved my pussy right against his nose; he didn’t seem to mind though. He hooked his fingers in the fabric and pulled it to my thighs, I closed my legs briefly so that he could slide my panties the rest of the way off.

The captain and he were an interesting team, because as soon as my panties were tossed to the side, the captain spread my legs with his hands again, then reached down and actually spread my pussy lips open for his co–pilot, who promptly leaned forward and licked with his warm tongue the entire expanse of my inner pussy. I moaned against the pilots still kissing mouth and held a handful of the pilot’s hair while he continued to run his tongue up and down, and suck on my clit. I was in heaven!

Just when I thought it couldn’t get better the captain left his co–pilot to work my pussy without his help so that he could reach under my silk top to massage my breasts and gently tweak my very sensitive, large nipples. I was a frenzy of squirming; I almost fell off the pilots lap. The co-pilot was now beginning to suck on my clit while working his fingers in and out of my love tunnel. I was gasping and moaning and kissing the pilot deeply, I reached my hands to the obvious bulge I was wiggling on and stroked him through his trousers. I wanted him to share my heat and excitement. He broke my kiss and bit my neck causing me to shiver and arch my back effectively shoving my wet crotch tightly against the co–pilots sucking mouth and long sweetly thrusting fingers. I could feel my nipples just about bursting with heat and I felt the first wave of an enormous orgasm shake me, I didn't think I just screamed out “Oh! I’m cumming! Yes taste me!”

I grabbed a hold of the armrests of the pilot’s chair and my thighs reflexively clamped shut on the ears of the hungry man between my legs. Finally when my gasping and shaking started to ease, the co–pilot was able to escape my thighs and lean back. His smiling face was glistening with my juices and he moved forward and kissed me on my lips letting me taste myself on his tongue.

The captain pushed me into the co–pilots arms and I heard the zipper on his trousers. I was half sitting on the co–pilots lap, and looked around to see a very large and red cock exposed for such a short man. It had to be near at least 8 inches. I spoke up then, I asked if he was going to fuck me, in an almost child like voice. This seemed to get him really turned on and he said he was going to take his little girl for a ride. That was really erotic to say! I told him his little girl wanted to see the pretty clouds, and with that I got up and walked over to the window. I bent over a counter area near the console and looked out the window. My ass was waving around at his face level. And I ignored him in the sort of way a single–minded kid would.

He came up behind me and pushed me completely belly down on the counter top. He then said in a very tense voice… “Yes Look at the pretty clouds.” It took all my willpower to act oblivious to him running his cock head up and down my wet cunt. He parted my pussy lips with his tool and then began to put pressure on me. I felt him push forward and held my breath, trying not to make a sound. He was slowly pushing his way into me, for which I admit I was grateful, because although I was wet, I am also very tight and he was really big. The fact that it was painful while he stretched and worked his way deeper was not lost on me, and I knew his gentleness was out of consideration.

His breathing was coming in rasping gasps while he worked an inch at a time with amazing self-control into my little twat. It must have taken at least ten minutes before I felt his entire pelvis snug against my bottom. I was overcome with waves of pleasure and pain while my body fought to adjust to him. After a couple of seconds with most of the pain sort of gone, I decided to incite him to lose his control. I wiggled my hips in small circles and said “Oh, what is that big thing Mr. Pilot?” in the very smallest little girl voice I could. He freaked out and just gave it to me. His control was gone. He gripped my hips and pulled his huge length out and pushed in pretty hard. I dropped my head trying to cope with the sensation of his hot hard length, and the clouds I looked at seemed to blur a bit. Man, he really started to fuck me deeply, I could feel him against my cervix, and he was calling me a Naughty Filthy Girl.

I decided to have some fun with it and started saying I would promise to be good and hadn't meant to disobey him. He said I needed to be punished and soon my crying was less of an act, as he focused a lot of his strength to snap his fat dick deep into me and fast. Forget about role playing... at this point I must have sounded like a whining and repentant child because I have no idea what I was saying between my moans and whimpers. I was sweating profusely and could barely keep my grip on the console table cause my hands kept slipping while he just rammed deeper and deeper. My upper thighs felt sore from being jammed into the table edge, and you know I was loving every second of it.

He was putting weight onto my back and screwing my pussy in tight little circles, stretching me wider for his each thrust. “Grip it.” he said in my ears. I groaned and squeezed him with my internal muscles; he was so big that it hurt to tighten on him, and I had to let pressure off quickly.

“Grip it again!” he said slamming harder. I closed my eyes tightly and did as he said. “Beg me to cum.” he gasped into my ear. Between each thrust I barely got the words out… it was kind of like this: “Ooough ough Please oooouh ooh cum oaha ahhh owwwww in me!”

He was hammering faster and said it again “Beg for my hot cum!” My legs were sweating and shaking and I had so little control while he fucked me deep that the only word I could get out of my mouth was “Cum!" Like a tribal chant I just said it over and over…“Cum, cum, cum.” was the word that gasped out from my mouth with each forward jab of his hips. He put his hands down and started to aggressively rub my swollen clit; my nipples immediately responded with full erection. He wanted me to have an orgasm, but I was trying with all my might to resist, the last thing I wanted was to have my muscles clamp down on his monster dick. But he ended up winning that one, seconds after he started rubbing his fingers over my clit I sucked in all my breath and felt myself cumming hard.

He suddenly felt like a battering ram of hard steel pounding me to a pulp. I could practically have memorized his every vein and ridge the way my vagina clamped tight onto him in wave after wave. I was screaming, and pretty loudly… all I can say is that room must be sound proof, or the rest of the people on the plane would have probably thought the plane was crashing. He pumped me only three or four more times before my muscles slamming on him pushed him over the edge and he emptied himself in me, spurt after creamy spurt and groaning loudly. He slipped out of me, and sat down in a heap in the pilot’s chair. I felt his sperm drip out and slide down the length of my leg. I didn’t care how ridiculous I looked I just sat right down on the floor, trying to get my bearings. You know he was such an incredible fuck!