The Danielle Debauchery by shermer

We didn’t get a chance to talk until we landed and even then turnarounds are busy so all I managed to learn was that she had been able to transfer back as a senior position had opened up in Budapest. I could expect to be rostered for more flights with her from now on. After our final flight of the day we all gathered in the crew bus to be shuttled back to the terminal. I sat next to Natalia and while another conversation was ongoing between the captain and one of the other crew members, I managed to ask her if she fancied a drink to catch up.

“I was hoping you’d ask” she replied quietly.

Natalia didn’t have a car yet having just moved back a few weeks ago, so I offered her a lift into town. She suggested we get dinner. I offered to cook her something and she accepted. We arrived back at my place late in the evening and I started hunting around my kitchen to think of something I could cook that would be impressive but not overly showy… a tall order given the contents of my kitchen cupboard. I managed to throw together a passable carbonara and apologised for the lack of wine (I had never acquired a taste for alcohol). We ate dinner and Natalia filled me in on her last year or so in Switzerland. She was first to pop the question.

“So are you seeing anyone?” she asked casually.

“No” I replied instinctively “I mean, yeah, I… There is someone back in the UK, but…” I struggled to find the right way to describe my relationship with Danielle even more so since learning about her daliances with Chloe.

“It’s complicated?” Natalia suggested.

“Ha… we’re not entirely exclusive.” I said being vague enough not to totally ruin my chances with Natalia… besides Danielle had said it was fine to make my own arrangements.

“Oh” Natalia said with a smile.

“How about you?” I asked moving the subject on.

“I was seeing someone, but we split up when I decided to take the post back here.”

“Oh” I replied, also smiling.

We looked at each other for a bit, two people trying to work out if the other was thinking the same thing. The last few months with Danielle had a significant impact on how I treated life, if it wasn’t for her ‘carpe diem’ approach to most things I would never had done what I did next. I reached my hand out and placed it on Natalia’s inside leg sliding it up her thigh. She looked surprised at such a forward move, but she didn’t pull away. She was still in her uniform skirt and tights, as my hand approached the hem she ever so slightly parted her legs, inviting me in. I leaned over and placed my other hand behind her head moving in to kiss her. As our lips met she sighed. We kissed for a moment as I gradually moved my hand further and further up her inside leg, causing her skirt to ride up. Just before my hand reached the top of her leg, she pushed me away.

“Sorry!” I said, realising how totally presumptious I had been.

“No, no I want to… I just need to freshen up first… is there a bathroom?” she asked smiling.

“Oh sure” I said “why don’t you use the ensuite in my room” I said gesturing into my bedroom.

Natalia got up off the sofa, pulling her skirt back in to place and headed off into my room. I cleared the plates into the kitchen then followed her. I wasn’t really sure what I was expected to do. I considered stripping off and jumping into the bed but that seemed tacky. In the end I just took off my shoes and socks and waited for her to come out. When Natalia emerged from the bathroom she had removed her skirt, tights and heels, her shirt tails were draped over a pair of dark panties and her top buttons had been undone. She looked like sex personified. Those legs… I mean they looked incredible clothed, but bare? They just went on forever, without a blemish. Natalia was definitely younger than me, I had guessed mid to late twenties, now I was wondering if I needed to round down my estimate. She walked over to the chair at my desk and placed her skirt, tights and heels neatly out of the way. As she did so I got a view of her rear. The shirt tails weren’t long enough to cover her ass. Her toned gluteal muscles protruded from under her panties, like a little shelf at the top of her thighs.

Natalia aproached me and we began to kiss again, open mouthed, our tongues caressing one another. I put my hands on her butt and pulled her closer to me and she lifted a leg and hooked it around me. I slipped my hand down around it reaching underneath to feel her up over her panties. Natalia began to mmm and ahh and i probed between her legs. Her own hands had been around my back but she brought her leg back down and started to unbuckle my belt and trousers. At the same time I undid the remaining buttons on her shirt to expose her breasts to me for the first time. They were well proportioned to her body, not huge, but a nice handful. I guessed maybe a C probably not a D. A little smaller than Danielle’s perhaps. I placed a hand on one and squeezed playfully causing Natalia to giggle. Meanwhile she had my trousers down and had started to unbutton my shirt. My boner was still contained within my briefs. Once we had discarded both our shirts i pulled her close to me again, pressing my erection against her pussy, grinding back and forth as we kissed. I reached up and released her bra then ran my hand through her dark hair and down the side of her cheek. I stepped back and she slipped her bra off, tossing it onto the chair behind. I gripped a breast in each hand and began to suck on her left nipple as she lent her head back and moaned, runnning her hands through my hair.

“Ahhh that feels so good” she said as I worked on her… “you’re making me so wet.”

I moved my left hand down to her panties and began to rub her pussy through the material, then I slipped my hand underneath to make direct contact. She was completely hairless and not joking about being wet. He pants were sodden and I could feel a pool of liquid inside them. I continued to rub her as I stopped sucking on her nipple to kiss her again. Natalia moved her hands down my back and under my pants, running them around to the front to find my swollen cock which she began to rub up and down. We stood massaging each other for a few minutes while our tongues danced together.

Eventually I took control and pushed her over towards the end of the bed. She flopped down onto it and I pulled my briefs off tossing them to the side so that I was standing naked before her. My shaft stood fully erect and she stared at it smiling. I got onto the bed between her legs and pulled her panties down her never ending thighs. She lifted her legs up over my head together so that I could pull her underwear off completely, then returned them to the bed, spread before me. Her pussy was oozing her own sort of milky pre-cum. I leaned down towards it and licked her from anus to clit in a single motion to squeels of glee from Natalia. Her pussy was like something from a biology textbook diagram, perfectly formed, each element in proportion and visible clearly. Her clit protruded slightly from it’s fleshy hood and caught the light like a little jewel set in a tiara. I tried Chloe’s trick, planting my pursed lips over her erect clit and sucking it into my mouth with force, pulling away to make a popping sound. The move was well recieved by Natalia who giggled like a schoolgirl. I repeated the process a couple of times before running my fingers through her labia to wet them and beginning to gently massage her clit directly. At the same time I moved up her body, laying down on top of her to resume kissing.

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