Paradise Airlines
Following his advice, I decided to book with a company called Paradise Airlines. Surrounded by mystery, the company’s website revealed very little. No social media, no online reviews I could look into. The ticket was absurdly expensive—and mind you, my secretary usually gets me the best first-class seats. But I trusted my friend… and I’m glad I did.
When I finally found the boarding gate, I was greeted by a flight attendant who intrigued me. She was probably in her fifties, blonde, blue-eyed, and stunning. Her posture, her body language, exuded confidence and sensuality. In plain words: she wasn’t young, but she was one hell of a MILF.
“Mr. Richard. Good evening. Welcome aboard,” said the flight attendant.
“Good evening. Mrs…?” I glanced at her badge.
“Zimmer. Helga Zimmer. I’m the head of the in-flight service that will be attending to you during tonight’s journey to Paris.”
“Interesting. I had never heard of this airline before. Not much about you online. It was hard to find…”
“Yes, sir. Our flight is an ultra-luxury service. We don’t need publicity. Actually, we don’t want it. We serve very few clients. You’ll be the only passenger on board tonight. And I promise, your experience will be nothing short of unforgettable.”
I stepped into the plane and settled into one of the very few seats in a spacious cabin.
“Allow me to introduce the team who’ll be serving you tonight,” Helga continued.
Three more flight attendants appeared. Flight attendants are usually attractive, but these were on another level entirely.
“These are Sophia Rodriguez, Emma Taylor, and Samantha Lee.”
Just to paint the picture: Sophia was a breathtaking brunette with traffic-stopping curves, long cascading hair, and irresistible emerald-green eyes. Emma was petite, blonde, with porcelain skin and piercing blue eyes that seemed to look straight through you. Samantha was a striking black-haired beauty, athletic and fiery. All three seemed to be between 25 and 30, contrasting with Helga’s mature allure—again, I stress, she was incredibly sexy even at 50. Still, I wondered if it wasn’t a bit much to have four attendants just for me. I didn’t complain—just found it odd.
“Ladies, I decided to take this flight because I’m terrified of airplanes.”
“No worries, sir,” Emma interjected. “Please keep your seat upright and your belt fastened for takeoff. Once we reach 10,000 feet, we’ll begin our in-flight service. You’ll forget you’re even on a plane. Every wish will be fulfilled. Without hesitation.”
I strapped in, bracing for the anxiety-inducing takeoff. The plane ascended, and after a few uneasy minutes, we finally reached cruising altitude.
“Mr. Richard. We’ll begin our in-flight service,” said Helga warmly. “Here’s tonight’s menu. We have filet mignon, seafood, anything you desire. And here’s our wine list. You may also request anything from me or the attendants at any time. Anything. Your desires must be fulfilled without hesitation.”
I ordered filet mignon with risotto and wine. After finishing my meal, Helga approached me to check on things.
“Is everything alright, Mr. Richard?”
“My fear of flying… I still can’t relax.”
“We can help with that, Mr. Richard. Remember, your every desire must be fulfilled. Would you like a relaxing massage?”
“Oh yes. That would be amazing.”
My seat reclined into a bed. I lay face down and received a massage from Samantha. Being touched by such a sexy flight attendant was pure bliss.
“Feeling better, Mr. Richard?” Helga asked.
“This massage is doing wonders.”
“Perhaps we can help you relax even more.”
“Even more?”
“Please sit up. Let’s take your relaxation to the next level.”
I turned over, sitting up slightly. Helga sat beside me, caressing my arms.
“We want you to have a truly memorable experience on this flight. We offer more than food and drinks. More than massages. We offer a unique journey. We help you forget the flight—and the world outside. At 10,000 feet, Mr. Richard, no desire is too much. At 10,000 feet, anything you want will be fulfilled.”
The four attendants surrounded me, sly smiles on their faces. At Helga’s nod, Emma and Samantha kissed—deeply, deliciously—triggering an instant erection.
“We’re here to fulfill your every desire, Mr. Richard,” said Sophia, standing and sensually unbuttoning her uniform.
Helga began stroking my hard cock over my pants.
“Mr. Richard, we have many hours ahead. And four flight attendants to serve you. Every desire will be fulfilled. Without hesitation.”
I froze in aroused shock, then voiced the first thing that came to mind:
“Suck my cock!” I muttered, nearly stammering.
With a mischievous grin and unwavering eye contact, Helga unfastened my pants and unzipped them, freeing my throbbing cock. She licked the tip, sending shivers up my spine, then took me in fully, never breaking eye contact. Sophia knelt slowly, waiting her turn. Helga guided my cock into the brunette’s mouth. She swallowed it whole. The sensation was divine. I moaned, eyes closed, then opened them to see Emma and Samantha watching me, wrapped in each other’s arms.
“You two could…” I mumbled, “…undress each other. A striptease.”
Emma and Samantha kissed again, passionately. Emma started gently unbuttoning Samantha’s uniform jacket, then Samantha returned the favor. Soon, they removed each other’s skirts, then their shirts, revealing stunning lingerie.
“Oh my God!” I gasped, hardly believing it. “Not even in my wildest dreams…”
The striptease continued. Emma turned around, and Samantha unhooked her bra, revealing her perky natural breasts, nipples hard from the cabin’s cool air. Emma undressed Samantha in turn, removing bra and panties. They were now fully naked.
“Would you like to feel more comfortable too, Mr. Richard?” asked Sophia, as if offering a blanket.
I nodded.
She gently removed my shoes and pants. Helga kissed me while unbuttoning my shirt, leaving me completely naked in seconds. Helga and Sophia undressed each other next. Sophia’s body was flawless: medium-sized, perky, gravity-defying breasts. Helga’s body was stunning too—despite being 20 years older, she had large, firm natural breasts and a delicious figure.
Emma and Samantha knelt and resumed work on my cock. Emma rubbed it against her beautiful blonde face, then took it in, while Samantha licked my balls.
“Which of us would you like to taste first, Mr. Richard?” Helga asked.
Emma, with her model-like face sucking my cock, drove me wild. I chose her. Something about her innocence—like she was too angelic to be naughty—made it even hotter. She climbed onto my lap, sliding my cock deep inside her tight, wet pussy. I moaned, feeling every inch of her. She began to ride me—slowly at first, then faster. I looked up and saw Sophia and Samantha sucking Helga’s big tits while she masturbated.
“Fuck!!! So good!!!” I was losing my mind.
Emma kissed me, bouncing harder on my cock. She bit my ear, pushing me closer to the edge…
“Switch! Another attendant!”
In seconds, Emma rose and Sophia took her place. She straddled me with her back to me, her long black hair cascading over her big round ass as she lowered herself onto my cock. I saw Emma kneeling between Helga’s legs, eating her pussy. Samantha came to me—I kissed her, sucking on her breasts.
“Jesus Christ…”
“Enjoying the service, sir?” Emma teased.
“It’s our pleasure to serve you,” she added, returning to Helga’s pussy.
The cabin was filled with moans and orgasms—a full-blown symphony.
“Next attendant!” I commanded.
Samantha took over. She and Sophia shared a deep kiss as they swapped positions. Samantha mounted me, eyes locked on mine. I ran my hands over her toned abs as she rode me like a pro. The others gathered around us. I kissed them all, and they kissed each other, pushing me toward total ecstasy.
At that point, I wanted to feel Samantha’s pussy longer but hold off—because I still wanted to fuck Helga. I fought to keep control, not to cum yet. Emma and Sophia took turns kissing me. Helga watched with a sly smile, waiting for her turn.
“Helga… finally,” I requested her.
She grinned and asked me to fuck her doggy style, adjusting the seat and her position.
“I’d never ask your age—don’t want to be rude—but you’re insanely sexy. Easily on par with the younger ones.”
“Fifty-five. I’m not shy about it. I take good care of myself. And in my line of work, experience counts.”
She guided my cock into her ass. Emma licked her to help, and slowly, my cock slid inside. Soon I was fucking her ass hard.
“Damn, you’re all so hot!”
“We’re here to serve you with excellence, Mr. Richard,” said Sophia, caressing her nipples.
Emma, Samantha, and Sophia locked into a triple kiss as I pounded Helga’s ass.
“Fuck yes!! That’s why the ticket was so expensive!! Worth every penny!!”
“Fuck my ass, Mr. Richard. Harder!!”
Sophia knelt and kissed Helga. Emma posed seductively, Samantha bit my ear sweetly. All four working together to send me over the edge.
“Fuck, I can’t hold it. I’m gonna cum.”
“Cum on our faces,” Emma said, her innocent blue eyes staring at me.
I pulled out. The four of them gathered, cheek to cheek, awaiting my load. I came hard—streams of cum splattering across their faces and mouths. Helga finished by sucking my cock clean. The four licked themselves and kissed, swallowing every drop. A visual masterpiece.
They sat me gently back in the seat and cleaned me expertly.
“Would you like a drink to celebrate, Mr. Richard?” Sophia asked, back to business.
“Champagne!”
“We’ll take care of it,” Emma replied.
Honestly, everything after that is a blur. I remember waking up with a half-empty champagne bottle. I was fully dressed. When did that happen? Did they dress me while I slept? Did I dream it all?
“10,000 feet. Let’s prepare for landing, Mr. Richard,” Helga said, immaculate in her uniform. All four looked perfect—as if the wild orgy had never occurred. “Please return your seat to the upright position and fasten your seatbelt.”
The plane landed. The engines powered off. I walked to the cabin door, greeted with polite smiles, Helga leading them.
“I really did forget I was on a plane,” I said, fishing for a clue.
“Paradise Airlines thanks you for choosing us,” Helga said, officially. “In our company, the client’s pleasure always comes first. We hope to welcome you aboard again soon.”
I exited the plane already fantasizing about the return flight…
