Captain Steve Anstead considered himself a lucky man. For the past three years, he’d been clandestinely married to Diana DeGrow, a buxom blonde flight attendant with a sex drive that would rival that of a horny frat boy. Sure, her scandalous reputation for being slutty had earned her the moniker, Dirty Diana. But having her as his wife was a decadent little secret, and it had him walking around with a hard-on more often than not.
Diana had taken things a step further on tonight’s flight to Paris and engaged in some naughty delights practically out in the open as she fingered the sexy redheaded woman in 9B’s pussy to a squirting orgasm and caught her husband’s load in her mouth. So, he’d done the unthinkable and made her eat Maureen, his co-pilot’s, hairy pussy, then covered her tits with his jizz in the cockpit.
Maureen was unaware that Diana was actually his wife, and he intended to keep it that way. It was arousing to pretend he was using the flight attendant for his lurid pleasures. Diana couldn’t care less that she had the reputation of a slutty whore, and she enjoyed keeping their marriage confidential.
The risk of being fired only added to the exhilaration. Fortunately, other crew members were only too happy to look away because Diana was a top-notch flight attendant who supported her crewmates to a fault and had a way with handling demanding travelers. It didn’t hurt that she returned the favor of not noticing their minor indiscretions, like when Phyllis took a nip of vodka here and there or when Gabriel fawned over the male passengers and ducked into the lavatory to stroke himself to completion.
As Steve approached the Sheraton Paris hotel, he pondered what he could do to reward Diana for being such a good sport with Maureen. He hadn’t given his wife any indication that she’d be expected to lick his co-pilot as her punishment for her impropriety with Mr. and Mrs. Devonshire in row 9. And, though she didn’t mind, he figured he should do something special to show his appreciation.
When he arrived, he grabbed his key from the front desk and headed up to his suite, where Diana waited for him. But his jaw nearly dropped to the ground when he opened the door.
Diana’s face was between Mrs. Devonshire’s legs, dining on her succulent pussy while Mr. Devonshire’s rigid shaft was pounding away into Diana’s needy little cunt.
“Why, you salacious little slut! Look at how eager you are to have another man’s cock defile you while you feast upon his wife!”
Diana looked up and grinned, her chin glistening with Sarah Devonshire’s juices.
“There’s a reason I’m called Dirty Diana, darling. Why don’t you take off your clothes, pull up a chair, and stroke your cock while I allow our guests to use my body for their pleasure. You can masturbate while you wished you could fuck me – if only you weren’t a faithful married man,” she said, winking at him.
Steve thought for a moment. He could pretend for a bit longer to be the man who coveted the slutty flight attendant but refused to cheat on his wife. And it was certainly no hardship to watch Diana be used like a subservient sex slave. He’d wait his turn; the idea of sloppy seconds made his balls ache.
He quickly stripped off his pilot’s uniform and moved the plush armchair closer to the bed. Once he was comfortable, he spat on his hand and gripped his dick in one hand while he stimulated his nipples with the other.
“That’s right,” he encouraged the man pounding into Diana, “use that little whore for your pleasure. I’ll bet she’s got a nice, tight cunt and enjoys a good hammering.”
Nate Devonshire grinned. He’d dreamed of this scenario many times. The threesome was a fantasy come true. But having the randy pilot relegated to watching the action was like the icing on the cake. He pulled out of Diana’s drenched hole and watched Steve’s eyes grow wide at the sight of his girthy prick. Nate’s dick wasn’t much longer than Steve’s, but it was definitely thicker.
Steve moaned and tightened his grip on his erection while Nate plunged back into Diana’s pussy. The sounds of her moaning as she devoured Sarah’s pussy was a huge fucking turn-on!
Nate grabbed Diana’s hips and continued fucking her relentlessly as he watched Steve’s eyes filled with envy. “Oh, fuck, if feels so good jackhammering this slutty cunt!” he growled as he gave her ass a few sharp slaps.
He glanced at Sarah’s face and reveled in the pure pleasure he found there. She’d wanted to be with another woman for so long, and he was happy to see it was everything she’d hoped for and more.
Nate slapped Diana’s ass again. “Eat my wife’s pussy, you dirty little slut!”
Diana’s tongue lapped and swirled as Sarah’s hips rocked rhythmically. She slid a finger into the velvety wetness and nibbled gently on the redhead’s tender clit.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Yesss!” Sarah cried out as she sprayed Diana’s face with her intensely satisfying orgasm.
Diana continued to enjoy making Sarah moan and writhe, providing the redhead with waves of orgasm while Nate continued to jackhammer into the sexy blonde, his balls slapping against her.
The couple used Diana mercilessly while Steve stroked his cock and felt an odd sense of pride at how much his wife could handle.
Sarah grabbed Diana’s head and pushed it down, rubbing her creamy pussy all over Diana’s face. “Keep eating me, you dirty whore!”
Hearing his wife’s demands of the eager slut made Nate’s balls tighten. “Oh, God, I’m gonna fill you up with my spunk!” he cried. He reached under Diana and grabbed her nipples, pulling and twisting them as he fucked her hard, fast, and deep. “Keep eating her cunt!”
Sarah’s back arched, and her hips bucked as she came again, while Nate emptied himself into Diana’s well-used pussy.
Steve had to back off stroking so as not to shoot his load too soon. He wanted to savor every moment, delaying his own release for when he could sink into Diana’s cum-filled cunt.
Nate pulled out and wiped his dick on Diana’s ass. Pushing her onto the bed, he told Sarah it was time for them to retire to their own room. They donned the hotel bathrobes, grabbed their clothes, and headed for the door. Before they left, Nate dug his business card out of his wallet and handed it to Steve.
“If you ever want to watch us use this promiscuous tart again, give me a call. We had a good time using the wanton hussy and would be happy to give you another show using the slutty bitch anytime.”
After they were gone, Steve searched Diana’s face to see if her feelings had been hurt by their derogatory remarks. Yes, she was Dirty Diana, but they’d enjoyed using her roughly and then made her sound like trash. And they hadn’t even given a thought to her pleasure! However, one look at her told him she had enjoyed every moment. She lay looking like the cat who ate the canary; her face still shone with Sarah’s nectar while Nate’s semen oozed out of her pussy. He decided to keep that deprecating vibe going.
“Look at you, my dirty whore. Your nipples are still stiff from being tormented, your face is a filthy mess with cunt juices, and your obviously sore pussy is red and puffy from being used so roughly. Spread your legs, you lascivious skank, so I can enjoy fucking your cum-filled cunt.”
Diana moaned with pleasure as Steve’s cock made decadent squishing sounds as he slid into Nate’s spunk. She’d been pleasantly surprised at how roughly the Devonshires had used her, but disappointed when they left her unsatisfied.
“Use me however you want, Captain Steve; I need to cum so badly.”
Steve was delighted that she needed him to make her cum. “Poor little doxy, used for hours by others, but never allowed to climax. No worries, darling, the captain is here. I’ll make sure you cum hard for me.”
As he moved in and out with deliberate, slow strokes, he used his thumb to stimulate her engorged clit. Her hips began to rock, so he eased up and repeated this move several times, edging her relentlessly until he had her whimpering.
“Please, Steve! I need to cum!” Diana cried.
“Only good girls get to cum, and you’ve been a bad girl tonight, haven’t you? Did you ask me if you could be a submissive slut and let the greedy passengers use you like a cheap whore? No, you did not. Plus, you wiped my jizz off your tits instead of leaving them dirty for the remainder of the flight for all to see,” he teased.
He resumed massaging her clit, only to stop again, making her sob with need. “Please, Captain Steve! Please!”
“You know what I think would be fun? I think we should charter a flight and have you serve the passengers naked. We could let them finger your juicy cunt and suck on your delectable tits. We could even offer your oral talents to both the male and female travelers. But we won’t let you cum. Not until the end of the flight, when they get to watch me fuck you like a rag doll and empty my seed into your slutty cunt.”
Talking dirty made them both incredibly aroused; Steve knew it was time to allow their release. He increased his pace as he fucked his beautiful wife like a man possessed, all the while rubbing her clit ruthlessly.
“Oh, fuckkk! Oh, God, yesss!” Diana cried as her much-delayed orgasm ripped through her body like a tidal wave.
“Fuck, yeah! Take my cock, slut! Fuckkk, I’m gonna fill you with my seed!” he growled as he emptied himself deep inside her.
They collapsed together on the bed, panting and hearts pounding wildly, unable to speak for several moments.
It was Steve who finally broke the silence. “I hope you had a good time, baby.”
Diana smiled weakly, exhausted from use. “Yes. So much. Thanks,” she said, her breath still ragged.
“I love you,” he said, kissing the top of her head. “I hope you know that.”
“I do; I love you, too.”
“If this ever stops being fun for you…”
“Shhh, it won’t. I love being your Dirty Diana.”
Steve grinned and pulled the sheet over them. They’d sleep dirty and wake up to fuck dirty. After all, she was Dirty Diana. And she was all his.
But before they drifted off, his mind wandered as the desire of fatherhood tugged at him, as it had on and off for some time.
“Maybe it’s time to start a family, though, Diana. Maybe you should go off the pill.”
“I already did, darling,” she mumbled sleepily.
Steve’s heart nearly stopped. “You did? But what if Nate got you pregnant?”
“What if he did?” she replied. “You want a kid, but does it have to be yours?”
“What the fuck, Diana!”
Diana laughed. “Relax, I’m just yanking your chain. I’m not ready to be done being Dirty Diana quite yet. We have lots of time.”
Steve gave Diana’s ass a sharp slap. “That wasn’t funny!”
“Can we save the spanking for tomorrow?” she asked. “I know I deserve it, but I’m exhausted.”
“Sure thing, baby.”
Steve’s dreams were filled with visions of naked orgy flights and his Dirty Diana inducting naughty passengers into the Mile High Club. Then putting her over his knee afterward as “punishment” for being such a slut. She was right, there was plenty of fun to be had before they opted for parenthood. He was the luckiest man alive—no need to disrupt their incredible sex life just yet.
