OpenFly Air, Part III - Stewardesses in the snow
All English translations are done as honestly as possible by a non-native speaker. However, if there are any mistakes, please feel free to comment.
Manu and Vane have been invited to the bucolic town of Zell am See, Austria to spend a few days of rest, invited by Manuela's former best friend, Lucia Cardoso. Although they still work for the same airline OpenFly Air, they haven't flown together for months. Lucia is a brunette with long silky jet hair, 110 H-cup tits and a delicious perky ass. Her breasts are her trademark and certainly the only disproportionate thing about her body. She boasts that her boobs have collected more cum than the samples tubes of a fertilization clinic. Her sweet voice cannot, however, hide a certain arrogance in her manner. Being like a cheese grants those rights. But all in all, nice girl, a bit of a slut, but hey, these are not stories for the faint-hearted.
Zell am See is just under 100 km from Salzburg and with just under 10,000 inhabitants is an ideal destination for the surrounding regions for skiing, hiking and other recreational activities in the snowy winter months.
-I miss spending time together. Come for a weekend, Love, and we'll catch up. Meet my husband. He's a sweetheart. And you could go skiing again, too! We had such a great time that time in Galicia, isolated by a storm in that cabin, surrounded by that bachelor party, do you remember? I'm so excited, Love, if you could come, and bring your boyfriend!
-I sent him away a long time ago -Manu says categorically on the phone -He was very possessive and a nullity in bed. For so little fun, I´ll buy rather a cat.
-Well, then, let your pretty friend Vanessa, the one with the short blonde hair, come along, she's very funny. The three of us will have a good time together.
Said and done, a few weeks later, Lucia picked them up from the W.A. Mozart airport in Salzburg amidst complicit laughter. Manu does not miss the opportunity to remind her that he still owes her 200€ from a bet in Ibiza. Lucia laughs and replies that Manu cheated but that she has already forgiven her. After freshening up a bit in Lucia's cozy apartment, Manu and Vane went to rent ski equipment to be ready to go skiing the next day. Lucia recommended the "Schnee, Himmel & Brezen" on the Nikolaus-Gassner-Promenade.
-I'll go later, I still have some errands to run -Lucia confirms them, grooming her huge tits in front of the mirror.
A little later, around 6 p.m.
Thomas Meier, proud owner of the ski equipment sales and rental shop, is about to close for the day. The concept of his store is, to say the least, very original. It combines a well-stocked store with all kinds of equipment on the upper two floors of the store with a small café on the lower floor with direct access to the ski slopes. The cozy café offers excellent local cakes, well-served Egger Maarzen beer and, of course, steaming hot coffee after a long day's skiing. Large windows offer spectacular views of the various ski slopes and the endearing local music awakens an immediate sense of well-being.
When his son Sepp proposed the mixed concept to him, he thought it would be a complete nonsense that would only bring them unpleasantness.
-We have enough to do with running the store -said an unconvinced Thomas, stroking his constantly damp walrus mustache.
Now, almost three years later, the idea and the business have prospered and the customers keep coming in. Herr Meier boasts of having polished the Aprés-ski* concept. His son runs the store, and lends a hand in the cafeteria, along with his niece Nicole, but it is not unusual for the day to come when the store has already completed its business hours and the cafeteria downstairs is still in full operation, bustling with customers.
* This is the term used to describe the entertainment offered to tourists at winter sports resorts after skiing or snowboarding.
A lot of work, but worth every hour. To make a business work, you have to put in the hours and the bills, Thomas keeps telling himself. He's starting to feel the years, though, and needs to slow down. If he continues at this rate, he will have a heart attack. It's true that the abuse of beer and the generous portions of Kaiserschmarrn that he happily devours every day don't help much either, and these are the bills that pay the worst... but his worries are different right now.
Just a few months ago, he hired, on the express recommendation (that has to be said out loud) of his saintly wife Nina, the young mulatto Solani Adebayo of unimpeachable figure with a voluminous tight ass that her jeans enhanced like the forbidden fruit of Eden. She would have to lend him a hand with the store inventory, make him coffee in the morning and replace her young waitress niece on short notice who was up to her cunt in working late into the evening and certainly more concerned with enjoying youth than serving coffees.
-You need someone to unburden you with the most boring part of the job, my brother has already told me that his daughter can't take it anymore. But on the other hand, that little black girl at the "Braids" hairdresser's where I go every Thursday, is quite innocent and I'm sure you can give her a pittance to help you -Frau Nina told her, while her adored little dog Fifi, a Papillon breed, was licking her owner's face. Who does Mommy love? Only Fifi, my precious doggy!
The doggy, who is a pain in the ass, then fucks his mistress's Gucci purse, worth 10,000 euros, with his eyes about to pop out, and when he's done, he goes inside... in the warmth. It was said that Fifi's ass was wiped with wet wipes heated in the microwave, but this could never be verified.
And Solani was certainly doing his homework and unloading on Mr. Meier.... Sweaty, with open plaid shirt, reddened chest and defeated pants flush to the floor, the honorable president for foreign integration and open arms to African cultures, was riding Solani from behind while nervously looking at his ostentatious wristwatch, wishing to close up store and cum this time (for a change) on his chocolatey ass instead (as usual) of his delicious, rosy peach. He forced Miss Adebayo to take the birth control pill at the risk of firing her and ruining her life if she did not. He himself had it prescribed by a pharmacist friend of his who was already supplying him with huge amounts of Viagra. I have everything under control -he said proudly. He always got by caught in his panties (or rather without them) and unloaded inside between exaggerated spasms, only to apologize each time saying that he was very tense that day and that it would not happen again.
-Yes Daddy, you're the best. Colonize me. Show them all who the fucking white master is. Send me to pick up the warehouse with a whack of your fat cock whip -Miss Adebayo recited bored, as she finished painting her nails, ass up in the air.
-Enjoy it all, black bitch... you feel my white cock splitting your black African pussy, don't you? You must be very, very grateful to me for taking care of you -growls Thomas, his face unhinged and his eyes more like the fucking dog Fifi than ever, as he thinks about enjoy another good portion of Garmknödel with vanilla sauce afterwards. All or nothing!
The cheerful tinkling of the bell on the store door and the happy footsteps climbing the wooden stairs announce that a giggling Manu and Vane are about to troop upstairs wrapped in a fine cloud of powdery snow.
-Helloeeeeeeeeeeeee? Are you still open? -Vane is cheerful, while Manu elbows her in the ribs.
-Behave, we're not in your town -Manu corrects her amused, shaking off the snow -surrounded by rednecks.
Solani rises like a spring behind the counter, hiding her black tits behind her red shirt and pulling up her tight leather skirt. And leaving a horrified Mr. Thomas cumming on her ankles.
This was his last cum, as days later his poor heart had had enough. He would leave his desolate wife and his lithe son Sepp, who would take over the family business and his assistant with rather more success. Solani would marry the stripling, pregnant, just nine months later (to the strong disapproval of Nina and Fifi). They had three children, the first at 7 months (born after only seven months pregnancy, they said, ha!). They all learned to ski at a young age, and the truth is that Solani and Sepp were very happy.
-Hello ladies, of course, how can we help you? -asks Solani with her neat dreadlocks and her wool cap in the Jamaican colors.
-I have all the equipment, but my friend her -Manu points to Vane -she needs everything from boots to helmet to panties. Can you still help us?
-Of course we can, Sepp is with you right now. He's wonderfully helpful, and I'm sure he'll take good care of your friend. I'm going to close the store, but you can stay as long as you need to -Solani told them as she slyly tried to pull up the thong clipped to the heel of her boot.
-Perfect! I'm going to have a coffee downstairs in the meantime -smiled Manu.
Solani rings a table bell and barely two minutes later, the owner's young son, dressed as the situation demands, as a neat Tyrolean, makes his appearance. Blond with his hair in an unruly ponytail, discreet glasses and an amusing four-day-old half-beard.
-Sepp! The lady here needs your skilled hands -announces Solani -and I've already hung up the "Geschlossen" sign, so you won't be entertained by any more customers. I'm going to balance the till (and incidentally let Mr. Meier, who is still hiding behind the counter, out with some dignity).
Sepp nods solicitously as he finishes folding some pants.
-Any specific ideas, miss?
-No idea, I have no idea... get me out of everything -laughs Vane, noticing his friend's great ass.
-Please follow me, here are the dressing rooms... What size of...? -asks the innocent and dumbfounded Sepp.
-Dude, don't be a dork, don't ever ask that question to a girl. What size do you think I wear? says Vanessa while she dresses an invisible pullover from the neck to the waist with both hands.
Sepp starts bringing garment after garment. While Vanessa inside the dressing room starts trying them all on. She purposely leaves the curtains always half drawn so as not to lose detail as poor Sepp blushes every minute that passes and has her stiffer than the dick of a groom, seeing her half-naked.
-No... No... not this one either- as she throws the garments at Sepp's chest- Oh, sir, please.... No... No... What a horror! But what century do you live in here? Does Frankenstein's monster come out at night, or have you already killed him?
A blushing Sepp nods in amusement as he watches the exquisite swaying of Vanessa's luscious tits in the air behind the curtains.
-And I've got plenty of these too! -So, do you need a sign or are you going to tell me where damn F-town is?
The poor boy doesn't no understand anything and his erection increases 3 degrees inside his, half an hour ago, soaked panties. What more would his father want if he took a whole boatload of his blue "marriage-saving" pills.
-Damn, fuck me for fuck's sake, boy! -Our friend announces while she pushes him against a couch full of clothes and straddles him. These fools need to have it shoved in their faces so they know where the Schnitzel is going.
Vanessa grabs both his hands and puts them on her ass.
-Here you leave them -she says -Fuck me thoroughly, I'm getting cold as hell, half naked, and you're so comfortable dressed as a cowboy.
Meanwhile Manu has sat down at a free table and has asked a jaded Nicole for a coffee and some pastries. He keeps staring at a lady sitting two tables ahead of him with a pair of hideous black horn-rimmed glasses... I could swear I know her -Manu thinks, trying to remember her. One floor up, just above the old lady, Vanessa and Sepp are in the present and not in the past like Manuela.
The thrusts up to the balls that the employee of the month shoves into Vanessa's mouth leave her surprisingly speechless. Hard balls, a cock stiff as a rock and hotter than hell. Vanessa is having the time of her life. She'll cum in no time, she's never lasted long riding (it's one of her never confessed weaknesses). Knowing that she's setting the pace makes her horny as hell. He has started pounding her ass with both hands, digging his manicured fingernails into her smooth, white ass. One lunge, two strokes with both hands. It's like a cheap porn movie tune.... Pam, plas... Pam, plas. Vanessa laughs to herself at how funny she is as she cums on his cock for the first time, flooding much of the discarded clothing catalog with her juices.
-Don't stop -she orders him -Bite my nipples, sink your nerd face into my tits and keep fucking. I'm getting excited.
After a while, she starts to cum again brutally.
-What's wrong with me? I've already come twice... with this fool and he's still got it hard as a steel bar. Vane sits up and, without saying a word, puts his cock in her mouth until it stops against his balls. Now she feels the inescapable throbbing of the veins of the cock warning of the immediate explosion.
-I've got a sweet mouth... my driving school teacher used to tell me that -Vanessa rejoices.
He grabs the back of her neck with both hands with the healthy intention of cumming in her mouth, a fact that Vanessa refuses amicably with her eyes while she points to the window overlooking the Alps.
-First, you finish fucking me properly, come on, embed me against the window. Let them see my ass all over Austria.
Sepp, solicitous as he is, grabs her by the thighs and loads her on his muscular arms against the window, taking advantage of the fact, to "free-load" her with another five meaty stabs along the way. Vanessa's ass sticks to the window and catches a glimpse of the adjacent ski slopes in all their splendor. Manu can't stop laughing as he watches his friend's ass sucker against the window over and over again.
-I'm sure she ends up with a big discount -laughs Manuela, downstairs, slurping her mocachino.
-Slide yourself in front of the window! I want to see how your milk bounces off the glass, how it slides down the glass, I want a lot of cum -demands Vanessa, while she starts to masturbate him with both hands. Come on, Sperminator!
The boy me can't take it anymore and gruntingly launches a flurry of 6 thick and voluminous shots of cum against one of the windows... open. Whoops -thinks Vane. Sepp's viscous masculinity is lost through the open window making a parabola without "touching a rim -until it reaches in all its glory Mrs. Milagros' beautiful piece of cake and the inside of the cafe with an inaudible plop. The cockatoo doesn't notice as she scrutinizes, eyes half closed, at that precise moment our other hostess, Manuela, thinking she recognizes her....
-Well, who cares who she is -she says to herself as she stirs her coffee with her spoon. -What a delicious creamy coffee here, and the topping on the cake is divine.
Vane returns loaded with bags and happier than Easter. Manu can't help a knowing smile.
-Did you find everything you were looking for?
Vane nods in agreement. Soon after, Lucia arrives with her SUV and picks them up. As they leave the cafeteria, the cockatoo is calling the waitress asking if it is possible to get hold of the recipe for the delicious cake.
The next day
Manu and Vane have not yet been able to meet Lucia's husband, as they have this night shift at the hospital, but they will do so this afternoon.
-He's a very beloved traumatologist -says Lucia, stuffed to the gills in her rosa padded suit.
-I'm sure he has divine hands -adds Manuela.
-Not only that... -But now it's time to take the gondola that will take us to the top of the ski slope. We will be accompanied by Ludwig, who will be in charge of teaching Vanessa the basics of skiing. He is an occasional teacher and a very good friend of mine. Ah look, the gondola is coming. I'll take the first one with Ludwig, and you take the next one... this one is almost ful -Lucia tells them, getting into the cubicle.
-But, that not true, It's empty... -Vane whispers to Manu.
-Let her, she'll have to tell him something she doesn't want us to know, like the price of the lessons or if he gives you a discount -Manuela corrects her.
Shortly after starting the gondola, our friends stop seeing Lucia and Ludwig seems to be sitting alone looking at infinity. He has thrown his arms back and seems distracted. Soon another gondola arrives, and our friends take them along with 6 other noisy German skiers.
When they reach the top, Lucia and Ludwig are already waiting for them. Lucia has the zipper of her pink anorak halfway up and Vanessa points it out to her.
-Oops, sorry. It was quite warm inside the gondola and I unzipped it a bit.
-Yeah, yeah -Manu thinks. -You forgot to mention the huge load the guy cum between your tits, or did you just suck him off?
The rest of the day is a fun filled day of tumbling, laughter and good vibes. Ludwig is an excellent teacher. Very patient and professional. It is true that he gives the feeling that he puts his member too close to Vane's ass and that his hands linger too much on her hips, but Miss Lopez doesn't mind. She loves knowing that she gives the guys a hard-on... and besides, Ludwig won't charge them a penny... so let him get his material closer.
At the end of the afternoon, and after a small snowball fight, they decide to go down to the valley and return home. This time, they take a gondola with 4 other passengers, and while Vanessa is next to Ludwig, she takes advantage of the fact that Lucia and Manuela are talking heatedly about the past together and are hidden behind other passengers, to put her hand in his fly and give him an energetic express handjob. For his patience in teaching the mysteries of skiing. Barely two minutes later, Ludwig has already unloaded in Vane's hand and inside his pants. Arriving in the valley, they kiss each other twice on the cheek and take the all-terrain vehicle home.
Lucia's house
Michael is waiting for them with dinner ready, and it smells wonderful.
-Welcome to your home -he says in more than acceptable Spanish to our friends.
Lucia kisses him on the face and thanks him for the arrangements and for letting her borrow the car.
Michael is in his forties, with silver temples and an athletic build. I'm sure the nurses are lining up to ask him all sorts of silly questions -Manu muses, biting his lip.
Accompanying the pork roast are grits balls, a delicious cranberry sauce and freshly baked bread. All washed down with almost half a bottle of wine for each of us. The evening is delightfully fun and late at night, Vane excuses herself saying she is quite tired from the day and will go to bed. Lucia and Manuela are sitting in the dining room while Michael has gone to the storage room to get a bottle of wine for special occasions.
-What do you think, Michael? -Lucia asks her friend.
-I love him. He's a real catch. A very cultured and intelligent guy. And he must be a great fucker, seeing his delicate hands and the big cock he must have -Manu affirms.
-I can't complain, but he has some secrets that I just discovered a month ago -confesses Lucia embarrassed.
-Don't fuck with me... Does he have a girlfriend in the hospital? -asks Manuela curious.
-It's not that, a few months ago, when I was doing some cleaning in the storage room, I found a hard disk full of old pictures of us together... at the beach, in OpenFly Air and curious as we women are, I asked Michael if he found you sexy. He said very much so.
-Would you fuck her? -I continued. He replied "Of course not" with a small mouth. I wasn't convinced at all. I know my husband. I'm sure he's been masturbating on you for weeks. I don't want you to be his unattainable fantasy. It will soon be his birthday and I want to give him the best present... Will you fuck Michael, while I watch you and masturbate? Would you do me that huge favor?
When Michael comes back from the storeroom whistling with two bottles of wine in his hand, he can't believe his eyes. Manu is waiting for him on the couch, dressed only in an open nurse's gown and matching stockings and suspenders, while his wife is using a vibrator on the adjacent couch.
-It's about time, I was thirsty -Manu tells her -My friend here asked me to fuck you. Friends lend each other a hand or fuck each other's husbands if necessary, but of course we don't force anyone here. The prominent erection of Lucia's husband is enough of an answer for an amused Manuela and Lucia.
-I knew it -says Lucia from the sofa, while she licks the nipples of the atomic bombs of mass destruction she has for tits. What do you prefer, fuck her now or let her fuck me first?
-I want to fuck Manuela first. And then I want you to eat each other's pussy. And then...
-Hey, stud, step by step... Let's see if you're going to lose your strength through your mouth, -Manu says as he spreads his legs and with his ring and index finger opens her perfect vulva. Do you like what you see? Well, you're already taking your time to fuck me with your big boy. And another thing, when you're about to cum, let me know and cum on your slutty wife's tits. I want to see it. It's been a long time since I've seen someone cum on them and it drives me crazy. And then we'll keep talking or fucking.
Lucia turns up another gear on her violet dildo. Michael has shed his pants and tossed them into a corner. His swollen member wobbles towards the sofa, spurting drops of viscous pre-seminal fluid left and right like a libidinous botafumeiro. Before reaching Manu and his glorious sex, Lucia gives him a long blowjob, squeezing his balls.
-Now you fuck them. Wasn't that your secret desire? Come on, Mommy lets you -she authorizes him while she applies the dildo on his erect nipples.
Michael pulls Manu's very long legs apart and places them on her muscular shoulders and penetrates her so virulently that the sofa shifts two centimeters hitting the wall, derailing the painting and knocking down a painting. He growls like an animal unleashed, freed at last from his moral chains. Lucia loves what she sees. Watching her husband's ass rhythmically sink between the legs of her old, recovered soulmate. She turns up her dildo another gear. She wants to cum watching them fuck like beasts. It makes her horny as a bitch.
Manu gasps with each thrust and marks Lucia's husband's waxed asshole with his long, manicured nails.
-Oh, my lord... what you're missing -she says ecstatically to Lucia.
Michael doesn't reduce the intensity of his thrusts one and moves the couch another 2 centimeters. It's certainly not an exceptional cock he has, but it's fat and veiny. And very, very playful. Another thrust. Once again the balls prevent him from thrusting the whole cock into Manu. Lucia, for her part, has already cum twice. It makes her horny as hell to see how her husband, the love of her life, is fucking Manu mercilessly. It makes her very wet. Manuela is cumming. He knows her well, he knows her panting when she's about to go off the rails. With a snort, she cums on her Michael's cock. Yes, with my husband's cock. Manu has also marked his back in bright red. Her husband is starting to tense up... he's about to cum.
As agreed, he withdraws his reddening cock to cum on the tits of a Lucia who runs ready to meet him. Manu helps by licking his balls and sticking his index finger into her anus. Lucia puts the dildo aside and takes her husband's cock between her ample boobs. A good handjob between her tits is what this cock demands as a climax. Lucia licks his cock head, lingering for an eternity in the valley that separates the glans from the phallus. Licking and sucking, while she keeps "sawing" the cock between her tits.
-I can't take it anymore, honey... I'm going to cum like an animal -says the hospital doctor between grunts.
-Yes, baby, unload on my tits, paint my face with all your milk -approves Lucia, while she returns to suck his glans devoutly.
Manu, on the other hand, has not been left unoccupied, and penetrates her friend with the neck of the expensive wine bottle closed. Lucia frees her husband's cock from her tits and starts to masturbate him with one hand and with the other she grabs his loaded balls. The explosion of semen is brutal and immediate, flooding both her chest and some of Lucia's silky hair. She continues to masturbate him, demanding more milk, milking him for every last drop. Another ejaculation, this one bounces off Lucia's chin and is lost between her tits. And while Michael reaches his well-deserved orgasm, Lucia cums a third time with Manu's magic bottle. Surrendered, all three fall to the floor. Michael shakily reaches for a corkscrew and after opening the bottle of wine, he pours its contents over the breasts of both of them, licking every drop from their nipples.
-The best gift of my life. Thank you, love, and thank you, Manu for making it possible. Next year again -demands the doctor -Let Vanessa sign up too, I don't care.
-Keep dreaming -Manuela corrects him -Not every day is a holiday.
Some time later, after finishing another bottle of wine, this time in a civilized manner, Manuela gets into the bed she shares with Vanessa. Vanessa responds half asleep:
-Of course I will -Manuela answers immediately without hesitation.
-You smell like cock... I'll fuck him tomorrow -Vane murmurs and falls asleep instantly.
Manu smiles in the dark and they both fall asleep in each other's arms.
The next day
Lucia has taken them to the airport with the SUV. They say goodbye in tears, but they are tears of happiness. They kiss, hug and pinch each other's tits. Come back whenever you want, here you have your home. You have saved my marriage, really. I am very grateful to you. Michael keeps telling me that he has taken you into his heart -says a sad Lucía.
Manu and Vane promise to come back another year and when they say goodbye, Manuela cannot help but ask about Ludwig. Lucia pretends not to hear anything, and says goodbye blowing kisses in the air shouting "I love you bitches!" Manuela and Vanessa look at each other and, tilting their heads, head for the boarding gate.
After a while Vane asks Manu what was that bet with Lucia of 200€ from Ibiza. Manuela laughs and answers that it's a story to tell another day...
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