First, let me introduce myself. My name is Katrina, Kat for short. I am a flight attendant for a major airline. I’ve been to many places all over the world, and I’ve had sex with more men than I can remember, and a few women as well, mostly during my layovers. It’s what I often do when I fly to different cities and different counties, and during my layovers, I hook up with people and have wild, kinky, uncommitted sex with them.
Although I am in my late forties, I work out diligently to maintain my well-toned body and stay in top shape. I am 5’7”, 38-26-38, with long, shapely legs, firm derriere, and firm breasts. I have long red hair, green eyes, and a pretty face. I am proud that I can still turn heads, young and old.
It was late July when I worked a flight from Chicago to Seattle. On my way from the airport to the hotel, I remembered this little French bistro that was along the way. I had eaten there once before, and the food was delicious. I directed the driver to drop me off at the bistro. After paying the fee and tipping him, I wheeled my overnight bag behind me and made my way into the bistro.
When I walked inside, I was surprised to see how full it was. I had to get on the waiting list. I figured I would have a glass of wine at the bar while I waited. After putting my name on the waiting list, I went to the bar and ordered a glass of red wine.
I finished my first glass of wine and ordered another. I was sipping on my second glass when a handsome, middle-aged man approached me. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. Then he spoke to me with the most charming French accent. I do love the French, their accents, food, wine, and especially their attitude about sex.
Seeing this man near instantly turned my thoughts toward sex, thinking maybe I’ll get lucky. I was glad I changed out of my work uniform and into a comfortable dress and heels at the airport.
“I see that you are alone. Are you dining with us this evening?” the man asked.
“Yes, I plan to as soon as my name is called,” I replied.
“If I may be so bold, may I invite you to dine with me at my private table?” the man asked and then continued, “Forgive me, my name is Andre, and I am the owner of this fine establishment.”
“Thank you, Andre, that is very nice of you. Yes, I would love to join you for dinner,” I accepted, after faking a brief moment of hesitation.
I reached for my wine glass, but Andre said, “No, leave it there. I will have the waiter bring a bottle to our table.”
I followed Andre to his private table. We had a delightful meal, and I grew very attracted to him during the course of our dinner. He reminded me of several European lovers I had during my layovers across the Atlantic. They were all charming, flattering, and very seductive.
Andre encouraged me to drink up as he continued to refill my wine glass. He was a touchy-feely person. He continually touched either my shoulder, my arm, my hand, or my thigh as we talked.
I consumed more wine than I should have, knowing that I had to fly out the next day. But when Andre invited me to his home for a “special dessert,” I could not refuse. After we finished the dinner and the wine, Andre escorted me to his car and drove to his home, not far from the bistro.
Andre escorted me into his house and gave me a quick tour. His house was quite large and beautifully decorated in the French provincial style.
When Andre finished the tour, he moved behind me, wrapped his hands around my waist, pulled me against his body, moved my hair aside, and kissed my neck. Feeling a bit tipsy from all the wine I consumed may have affected my decision, but in reality, I had already decided to sleep with him.
Andre moved his hands up to my breasts and caressed my firm, fleshy orbs. Since I wasn’t wearing a bra, he could easily feel my nipples stiffen and grow through the thin fabric of my dress. I tilted and turned my head, and Andre pressed his lips to mine. I turned my body to face him and slipped my tongue into his mouth as our kiss turned more passionate.
Andre moved his hands down my back and began massaging my ass. I moaned and rotated my ass, demonstrating my approval of his advances. He then raised my dress and caressed my exposed cheeks.
“Oh my god, Kat, you have an exquisite ass!” Andre exclaimed in delight as he continued to fondle my ass.
“Thank you, Andre…maybe we could move to a more comfortable place?” I asked to keep this party moving.
“Of course, my dear,” he responded.
Andre led me down the hall to his large master bedroom and ushered me inside. Once inside, Andre was in such a hurry to fuck that he guided me over to the bed, pushed my dress up, and pulled down my thong. He frantically tore at his belt and trousers to unfasten them and push them down his hips.
I turned toward him and smiled. “I think we should take our time and remove all of our clothes,” I coyly suggested.
“Of course, my dear, I would love that,” Andre blurted.
I was happy that Andre agreed to get fully naked. Nudity goes a long way with me when it comes to sex.
We undressed in front of each other. I was pleased to see Andre’s well-built body. There was no flab on him, and his muscles were well-defined. I was also pleased to see his erect cock. It was quite veiny and uncut. Taking a visual measurement, I guessed it to be at least eight inches long. I was also pleased with its thickness.
Andre appeared to be in a hurry to get his cock into me. He suggested I move to the bed and get on my hands and knees so we could fuck doggy-style. He said he wanted to watch my “hot” ass as we fucked. I had a strong feeling that his intentions were to fuck my “hot” ass. I’ve noticed that about my previous French lovers. They all seemed to love anal sex. I love it too, not as much as taking it in my pussy, but pretty close.
In order to break through the suspense, I asked in a sultry tone, “Andre, would you like to fuck me in my ass? I could see that you were looking at my ass all night. I bet you would like to fuck it, am I right?”
“Oh, yes, Kat…yes indeed…I would love to fuck your ass!” Andre quickly answered.
“You have a pretty big cock, Andre. Do you have any lube to make it go in much easier?”
Andre scrambled to fetch the lubricant from the nearby nightstand while I got on the bed and lay across it. He returned to the bed, and I got up on all fours and wiggled my “hot” ass at him.
Andre poured an ample amount of lube into his hands and then massaged it around my opening and into my anus. A slight moan escaped my lips when he slipped his middle finger into my ass and breached my sphincter. He wiggled his middle finger around and added his index finger to his motions. While fingering my ass with his middle and index fingers, he used his ring and pinky fingers from the same hand to finger my pussy.
As Andre fingered both holes, I purposefully arched my back, knowing the arch would increase the allure of my ass. Kneeling behind me, Andre took his time staring at my curvy ass arched in the air as he sawed his fingers in and out of my wanton holes. Finally, he said he could no longer wait. He needed to fuck my ass. I was more than ready as well.
Andre moved closer to insert his impressive cock into my anal canal. As he eased his cock into my ass, he kept up a litany of compliments and flattering remarks. He held onto my hips as he took his time and fucked me slowly. Andre groaned that he wanted this ass fucking to last as long as possible and make it a memorable one.
A dozen strokes later, Andre also added that he was so taken with my “beautiful” ass that he wanted to caress and fuck it for the rest of the night. I was all for that. I hoped this night would last more than just one fuck, but then, I never expected it would turn out the way it did.
Andre picked up the pace, sliding his cock faster and faster, in and out of my anal passage. I responded in kind, pushing my hips back at him. He slid both of his hands up my body and took hold of my breasts. He caressed my big, firm orbs, pinching and pulling my large, sensitive nipples.
I moved my hand to my pussy and slid my middle and ring fingers inside. I pushed and rubbed my palm against my clit, adding to my pleasure as I felt my clit swell and begin to throb.
All this stimulation, a fat cock moving in and out of my ass, my hard, sensitive nipples being pinched and pulled, my fingers in my juicy pussy, and my palm rubbing my swollen clit, sent me over the edge. Andre stopped fucking my ass and held me as my body shook and quivered in orgasmic pleasure.
“Oh, my god, Kat, I love the feeling of my cock being in your ass when you cum,” Andre moaned as I recovered from my orgasm.
“If you loved that, you’ll be amazed by this,” I groaned as I shoved my hips back against him.
Andre began fucking my ass again, but when I started squeezing his cock with my talented anal muscles, he moaned that he was losing control. I reached back between my legs, grabbed his big, low-hanging balls, and began massaging and rolling his big nuggets between my fingers. I could feel them tighten with his imminent orgasm. Seconds later, I felt his cock twinge as his cum shot from its meatus and deep into my ass. I relished the sensation of his warm sperm flooding my ass.
I heard Andre groan with passion as I continued to milk his cock with my anal muscles. I love the effect I have on men when I milk them dry with my ass, or any of my orifices.
Andre collapsed over my back. His hands roamed over my tits and elongated nipples as he slowly recovered from his intense ejaculation. But then came the big, unexpected surprise!
“Bonjour, padre! Is this a private party or can we join in?” a male voice called from the doorway of the room.
“Bonjour, mes fils! Of course, you can join in. Please come in,” Andre replied.
Andre was still draped over my body, so I couldn’t turn around to see who was entering the room until I saw two young men come around to the left side of the bed.
“Kat, these are my very handsome sons, Antone and Laurent,” Andre said with pride in his voice.
They were indeed very handsome young men. I also saw that they were naked, sporting impressive erections, and that their cocks were a little longer and thicker than their father’s cock, slowly shrinking in my ass.
I became excited at the possibility of a three-way and maybe even a four-way when Andre recovered. That would be a new and highly erotic sexual experience for me. I’ve fucked two brothers at the same time, but I have never fucked two brothers and their father at the same time.
When Andre pulled his softening cock out of my ass and got off the bed, I saw the look of delight on the son’s faces.
“Kat, I can see that Papa had his dick up your ass. Do you enjoy anal sex?” Antone asked.
“Of course, I enjoy it, otherwise I would not have let your father take me in that way,” I replied with a naughty smile.
“Well, that is good to hear,” Laurent said with a laugh.
“I also love sucking cocks,” I added as I rolled over onto my back.
“Yes, we like having our cocks sucked,” they both agreed, and moved to either side of my head and put one knee on the bed.
I reached out and took hold of their uncut cocks. I stroked my hands up and down the length of their shafts, pulling the foreskin back and forth, and alternated licking the heads. Both young men moaned in pleasure.
They reached down and caressed my breasts, pinching and tweaking my already hard nipples, adding to my pleasure. By lying flat on the bed, I could only get about half of either of their dicks in my mouth. I stopped sucking with a new strategy in mind.
I had both young men get off the bed, and I wiggled my body across the bed, still on my back, so that my head was hanging off the side of the bed. Antone straddled my head and easily fed me his cock. He slid about half of his length through my lips and began fucking my mouth. With each thrust, he fed me more and more of his dick. As he went deeper, I could feel his cock enter my throat. I relaxed my throat to let him enter. He continued to push more of his length down my throat until his big balls bounced against my face, covering my eyes.
While I was deep throating Antone, I reached out and caressed and stroked Laurent’s cock and balls. He bent over my body and began kissing, licking, pinching, sucking, and tweaking my highly sensitive nipples.
Antone pulled his cock from my mouth and held it up against his stomach. He squatted more, dropped his balls on my face, and rubbed them all around. I opened my mouth and caught one of his testicles in my mouth. I nibbled on the sensitive scrotum before sucking on his nut. I worked my tongue all over the underside of his balls and back to the perineum.
“Oh, my god…you guys have to have Kat suck your cock! She is amazing!” Antone moaned in absolute delight as I licked the sensitive patch of skin between his balls and his anus.
While I continued to lick and suck Antone’s balls, I reached my other hand down to my pussy. It was already dripping wet. I slipped my middle finger inside, swirled it around, coating it with my juices.
Antone pulled his balls from my mouth and put his cock back in. I reached under his balls and tickled his perineum with the tips of my nails, drawing another loud moan from him. He groaned when I slid my middle finger closer to his anus and rubbed it around the sensitive opening. He absolutely cried out when I slipped my finger into his anus and breached his sphincter. And this was all it took to feed my hungry mouth with his hot load.
“OH GOD,” he cried loudly, “I’M GONNA CUM!” as the first spurts of cum shot between my tongue and palate.
His thick, creamy cheese quickly filled my mouth. Lying on my back with my head tilted back made it difficult to swallow all of his seed. Some leaked from the corner of my mouth and ran down the side of my cheek. When Antone pulled his cock from my mouth, I lifted my head, quickly swallowed, and then tilted my head back again.
Before I could take his cock back in my mouth, a thick rope of cum shot out and landed between my tits and on my belly as he was struck with a second release right after the first, which is rare. He quickly shoved his cock back into my mouth, and I was able to swallow the rest of his massive load.
After Antone finished coating my mouth and throat with his tasty semen, he pulled his cock from my mouth and stepped to the side. Laurent stepped up, straddled my head, and began feeding me his cock. I gave him the same treatment that I had given his brother, by deep throating his cock, and licking and sucking his balls.
Within minutes of demonstrating my talented oral skills, I had Laurent on the verge of cumming. When I slipped my finger into his asshole, he absolutely lost it. Like his brother, and even more so, his first load of cum was massive. His torrential release nearly choked me. I swallowed what I could; some spurted from my lips and ran down the sides of my cheeks, and some from the abundance of his release, managed to leak from my nose.
Laurent was still spurting cum when I pulled his cock from my mouth, fearing that I might drown in his cum. He grabbed his cock, stroked it, and shot several massive spurts on my face, tits, and belly. I have only seen men shoot loads like this in “massive loads” porn videos. I thought it was fake. Now, I have come to realize that it sure as hell was the real deal.
While basking in the thrill of what I had just experienced, I felt someone get on the bed by my feet. I lifted my head and saw it was Andre. He pushed my legs apart, moved between them, and pulled my body back so my head was back on the bed.
I pushed myself up on my elbows and looked around me. Antone and Laurent were on the bed, kneeling on either side of me. Laurent used a finger to gather up the big glob of cum from my belly. He held his finger up, and the glob started sliding off the end. I bent my head back, opened my mouth, and stuck out…
