First Class Service - 3 (Patreon)

Some men had good luck. Others had astounding luck. And for a rare few, it seemed they had the fortune of divine intervention.

For Nathan Smith, laying there on the bed of his first class cabin, it felt like he was a couple rungs above even that. It was happening before his eyes - hell, he could feel the utter delight that was Zora’s mouth working upon his hard, swollen dick - and he still hardly believed it.

A gorgeous cruiseline stewardess, willing to service his every sexual whim, was looking up at him with willful, spirited eyes as her head bobbed steadily in his lap. She sucked him skillfully, greedily, humming around him like she was enjoying this act of service - like she was savoring his flavor. The very idea had him throbbing against her tongue, only compounded by the vibrations rolling from her throat as she moaned around his shaft.

Nathan felt like his bones were melting, sinking back into the bed. The sensation was almost too much for him, making him see stars - light and darkness swirling through his vision. The teenager let out a prolonged groan, drawn out by Zora’s long, deliberate sucks. Her lips were so soft and plump, caressing his length so wonderfully with every stroke of her mouth.

The young man wanted to say something, but he could hardly speak, let alone think. So for a long moment he simply let himself be swept away by the pleasure, basking in the warmth that bathed his cock, the delectable wetness lathered by Zora’s agile tongue. His balls ached, clenching as his gonads churned with a fresh, hot load of cum. Zora was coaxing it out, each bob of her head drawing Nathan closer and closer to eruption.

His body trembled, a sweet wavering rolling down through his guts. Nathan reached out for anything to keep him grounded, setting a hand on Zora’s shoulder. He gave a lazy push, groaning a wordless plea for her to slow down.

It was another bout of good luck that the stewardess understood. She drew back to a more relaxed pace, sighing softly around the cock in her mouth. The heat from her breath only worsened that delicious ache, however.

“Oh, wow… God…” Nathan panted heavily, the coiling in his gut becoming almost unbearable. His body lurched some, nearly doubling over while flat on his back. His hold on Zora’s shoulder grew firm. But the woman continued her sweet service, dutifully sucking. “You’re… pretty good… with your tongue…”

Zora let out a cute snort, giggling around him. It was a pleasing sensation.

Finally, after a length of such agonizing bliss, the stewardess lifted her head from the teenager’s lap, slurping wetly - and lewdly - away from his hardened cock. She kept him upright, holding his length by the base with one hand while stroking him with the other. Nathan craned his neck, seeing Zora’s lips curl into a proud smirk just past his swollen red cockhead.

“That’s first class service for you.” Zora boasted, humming softly. Her eyes flashed with daring, stoking the heat that smoldered in Nathan’s guts. She gave the tip of his prick a soft kiss. “Worth every penny.”

“Is that a promise?” Nathan asked, managing a breathless laugh.

Zora kissed the cockhead again, her soft lips lingering this time. She made a show of it, giving a MWAH as she drew away. She pumped her hand up and down his length, keeping him nice and hard. Slow but skilled strokes. This woman was a pro, Nathan realized.

“It’s just my personal mission statement.” She told him, her eyes fixed on his cock and her working hands. Then they flicked upwards to meet his gaze, shining with playful and naughty intent. “How am I doing so far?”

She didn’t give him time to answer before lowering her lips back down. She took him into her mouth again, resuming her skillful sucking with renewed vigor. Nathan sucked in a sharp gasp, his hold moving to the back of Zora’s neck. Her white hair was silky smooth, brushing over his fingers as she bobbed her head.

Zora was even more insistent with her tongue now, flattening it against his shaft to coat him with another helping of warm spit. She lathered his rod, polishing his shaft and head like it was her mission, her purpose. For Nathan, it felt like reverence made into action - but then again, for any man who ever lived, what else would getting his cock sucked feel like?

“You’re doing… pretty damn good… holy fuck!”

Nathan would endure the woman’s passion for a short time before she paused this wonderful torture. His cock slipped from her lips, swollen and aching and absolutely glazed with her saliva. Nathan peeked down, speechless. He’d never seen the head so bulbous and reddened. 

Zora lashed her tongue against the tip and the teenager swore that he’d burst. Instead, miraculously, his manhood only twitched angrily against the teasing of the stewardess’ tongue. His cock jerked inches from her mouth, but it was hopeless. She held him at bay with both hands wrapped firmly around his root. She lashed out with her tongue again, swirling around the bulbous knob. She took him back into her mouth for a few more fervent sucks. 

Nathan guided her pace somewhat this time, running his fingers through her hair. His insides felt like molten lead, his balls aching so much that they’d no doubt churned into melted butter. 

White butter, definitely…

Zora moaned around him, her pace quickening. It was then that the young man realized she’d been toying with him until that point. Her talent with lips and tongue entwined, both working upon his shaft to make him come undone. To drain him. To empty his fucking balls. Right there into her willing mouth.

“That’s good… that’s really good… just… just slow down, okay?” He was close to begging. For experiencing such delights for the first time as a teenage boy, Nathan doubted he could have held on stronger.

Zora slurped away from him yet again, his cock popping lewdly from her plump lips. She giggled as she stroked him, having the decency to look at least a little apologetic.

“Sorry.” She said with a sheepish smile. “I got a little carried away there. You holding up okay?”

“I’m great.” Nathan huffed, his gut coiling into a tight knot. “Really. More than great.”

Zora smiled, drawing her hands up and down his length, slowly but firmly. Milking him. By now, precum was dribbling freely from the tip, mingling with her spit. Her eyes glittered as she observed the results of her labor. Indeed, a woman who was proud of her work.

“That’s good to know.” She said, fixated upon Nathan’s slick cock with almost dreamy eyes. “A girl always loves to hear she’s doing a fine job. But I can always do better.”

She lifted his cock then, pushing the shaft upward towards Nathan’s belly - leaving his balls open and vulnerable. Zora descended, her mouth moving forth to treat the stones with the same wonderful torture she had bestowed to his pillar. Her tongue struck first, lashing at the undersides with eager strokes… and drawing them between her pillow-soft lips.

Nathan was close to breaking then. A loud groan erupted from his throat, wavering with the quaking that rocked through his guts. It was a miracle that he even managed to speak.

“Oh… uh… hell yeah… keep… keep going…” He urged - no, he pleaded. His hand on her neck lifted to the back of her head and he ran his fingers through her silky white locks. He cradled her head as it bobbed quickly over his lap.

His cock felt like it was swelling even thicker, pulsing against her lashing tongue. Each stroke lathered him with another sheen of warm saliva, the fluid tingling upon his shaft and smearing over him thanks to her working lips closed tight around him. His balls churned, frothing with hot cum. Just when the teenager thought he was close, Zora seemed to drag out the agonizing pleasure just a bit longer.

“Oh! Oooooh, God!” Nathan’s head fell back against the bed. He stared up at the ceiling of his private cabin through lidded eyes. His whole body was coiled tight from the delights of Zora’s mouth.

The stewardess giggled with his prick still in her mouth, the vibrations from her throat dancing exquisitely down his shaft. She hummed then, dipping her head down even further, taking his length deeper into her mouth - so deep that Nathan felt his cockhead graze the back of Zora’s throat. She made a sound, so lewd and lovely to his ears - and Nathan spat out a curse, engulfed by sublime sensation as Zora held him there between her lips.

He felt the warmth and wetness grow as Zora allowed saliva to well up in her mouth, drowning his cock. Then she just barely parted her lips, letting the drool spill down the length of Nathan’s cock, glazing his shaft and dribbling down over his aching balls. The young man let out a strained bellow, shuddering on the bed. But Zora was merciless - she started sucking again, slurping upon his poor, helpless cock.

For Nathan Smith, it was cruel torture. And it was also heaven.

Zora drew back from him again, pausing her service to drag her tongue up against the side of his shaft. She flicked at the head as she finished, wearing a small, kittenish smile. 

“There’s no need to hold out on me.” She told him, humming sweetly as her hands continued their work, pumping up and down his length, keeping him hard and at the very edge of bliss. “This cruise is about having fun, right? That’s why you went for first class and this private cabin. It’s okay to let go. So just relax, Nathan. Let it all out.”

She practically sang the words, her voice was so sultry and smooth. It was enough to push the teenager over the edge. 

“I’m… about to…”

The blaze within could no longer be kept at bay. It spread through his body like wildfire, lighting up his blood, his nerves, his bones, turning them all white hot. But the most fiercest heat of all was rising in his balls. Molten seed was ready to spill, coaxed to the point of eruption by Zora’s lips caressing his slick, throbbing cockhead.

“Do you want to go on my face?” She offered, circling the tip of his dick with her tongue. She popped him into her mouth for a few torturous sucks before slurping away again. “Or in my mouth?”

“In your mouth… please…”

Nathan barely had the strength to lift his head, catching a glimpse of her pleased smile and the wicked shine in her eyes.

“Anything you want, Mr. Smith.”

With that, Zora the Stewardess dropped back down for the final push. She took him in her mouth, engulfing the young man with the heat and wetness. Her tongue worked upon his shaft, lashing and swishing against his swollen flesh. She bathed him in spit, drowning him in helpings of drool. She took him deep, gliding his cock into the back of her throat. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking him, slurping him, milking the seed from his balls. 

Nathan could not stand anymore in the face of such lewd determination. The teenager was struck hard by a blossoming of bliss and white hot sensation. The orgasm ripped through his body, an exquisite ache that resonated from his groin. He let loose a wild howl, letting go and spilling right onto Zora’s waiting tongue. 

The pleasure was unlike anything else he’d ever felt - so far beyond evenings of self-pleasure and porn holo-vids. It was like stepping into a new realm of existence. Nathan thought he knew what living was - the truth was, he’d just been existing.

This time, he didn’t see stars. He just saw white. It was pure bliss. It swallowed him up. And Zora gulped him down. Her head continued to bob in his lap, drawing out the ecstasy for as long as she could, milking him for every last drop of cum. She moaned around him - whether she was pleased by his taste or by her own handiwork, Nathan still couldn’t tell. Nor did he much care. The vibrations danced down his cock again, the sensation making him groan.

He lay there, unmoving save for his chest rising and falling. The ecstasy still tingled through his nerves, the echoes dancing over his skin like a ghost. Finally, Zora drew her mouth away, letting his wilting cock slap against his thigh. The teen let out a huff, spent.

Above him, Zora snickered.

“Not bad.” She said, smacking her lips. “Eat some fruit and you’ll taste even sweeter.”

It was a confirmation - as if Nathan hadn’t felt her doing it - that she’d done as he’d asked. She gulped down his offering, willingly… and happily. His cock jerked a little at the thought. Nathan gave a weak groan. It was all he could manage then.

“Guuuhhh…”

Keeping his eyes on the ceiling, Nathan felt a shifting on the bed. A warmth descended at his right flank. Zora had moved to lay by his side. She drew her hand over his chest, feeling him up over his shirt. 

“Are you okay?” She shifted even closer, pressing herself into his side. “I didn’t blow your mind too hard, did I?”

“You… you were fantastic.” Nathan sputtered out. It was the truth. For his first experience with a woman, it could be nothing else.

He turned his head to meet her eyes. The woman was beaming. Pride in her work, Nathan could clearly see… as well as a willingness, an eagerness to impress.

To hell with the private cabin, Nathan thought. This is what they meant by premium first class.

Even when enjoying the afterglow of a first-hand demonstration, the young man could hardly believe it. But the shock quickly gave way to youthful jubilation. Nathan otherwise would have felt goofy, laying there with his pants around his ankles. Instead, though he was spent, the teen was positively brimming with excitement.

Nathan decided right then and there: he had a duty to himself, to every horny young man who ever lived, to make the most of every moment. Because he didn’t just have his own room, he had Zora. A stunning, gorgeous woman… all to himself. And this was just the first day of a weeks-long cruise.

Zora remained smiling, tracing small circles on his chest. Their eyes met again and Nathan couldn’t keep the words from blurting out.

“So this is real? This first class stuff? No joke?” His voice came with a slight edge, desperation swirling just beneath the surface. He needed to know for sure.

Zora stared him dead in the eyes. Then she broke into a giggling fit.

“I just sucked your dick and you still have to ask me that?” Her smile turned incredulous.

Nathan felt a blush rising in his cheeks. For a moment, it felt like he was back in the halls of his highschool, shooting his shot with one of his cute classmates.

“I’m just afraid I’ll wake up back in my bed. Any second now this will turn out to be a dream.” He said to her, swallowing. 

Zora kept staring for another moment, pursing her lips as she digested his answer. Then she gave a smirk. She pinched his arm, just hard enough to make the young man flinch. The stewardess snorted, amused.

“This might be a dream vacation, but I promise that you’re not dreaming.”

Finally, finally, it managed to sink in for the young man. He had somehow fallen ass-backwards into a little slice of heaven. Nathan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Considering his very lovely female company, he chose to laugh.

“Holy shit.” Nathan gave a quite un-suave yuk before shaking himself from reverie. He gave Zora a sheepish smile. “Sorry, it’s just… Wow!”

To his relief, the stewardess didn’t seem to mind his reaction. In fact, she seemed quite pleased.

“We can go again if you’d like.” A devious look crossed her face then. “You know, just so that it really sinks in.”

Nathan’s cock twitched on his thigh, swelling up some with the renewed beat of his heart. 

“You read my mind!” The teen boy enjoyed the splendid rush through his veins, moving to sweep Zora into his arms and onto his lap. 

But then came a very familiar, very unwanted beeping. Instantly, Nathan’s excitement dulled. He looked over to the stand beside the bed, his fears confirmed. There sat his phone, buzzing. His parents were calling him. 

With a defeated groan, he untangled himself from Zora’s arms, hastily pulling his pants back up. Grabbing his phone, Nathan checked the time. He spat a silent curse. This untimely interruption was his own damn fault.

He’d forgotten to check in with his family.

“That’s my family.” He explained to Zora, wincing. “I was supposed to meet them for lunch.”

“You’re not on this cruise alone?” Zora prodded curiously. Not quite judging him.

“No. I just wanted a cabin to myself, is all.”

Zora chewed on her lip, regarding his answer for a moment.

“Hm. Good thing you did.” A smirk cracked across her face. “I’m not sure I’d do so good with an audience.”

The woman was only teasing, but still Nathan blanched at the thought. The thought of trying to get sweet with the stewardess with his parents and sister not ten feet away? Nathan couldn’t stop the shiver crawling down his back.

Reluctantly, Nathan headed towards the shower. His family was waiting on him and he couldn’t arrive smelling like sex.

“Sorry to leave so soon, but I need to check in with my folks.” He offered Zora an apologetic look, tugging his shirt off as he went. “It’s how I convinced them to let me bunk in my own cabin. I’d bring you with me, but…”

Nathan let the words hang there. For her part, Zora didn’t take offense. She nodded, understanding.

“They probably wouldn’t understand. I get it.” Zora shifted onto her back, propped up on her shoulders. She crossed her long, shapely legs, and her soft, glistening lips curled into a calm smile. But her eyes… her eyes still shined with naughty intent. “Go have some family time. I’ll stay here… and I’ll keep the bed warm for when you get back.”

Nathan’s heart skipped a beat. He drank in the sight of the white-haired beauty lounging on the cabin’s large bed - his bed - drawing his eyes up her mostly bare legs, settling on her taut belly, then on her deep cleavage, the pale upper swells of her breasts… then he met her eyes again. And Nathan Smith saw within the promise of much, much more fun.

His cock was hardening again, swelling with hot blood. But the teen forced himself into the shower. 

He had a whole cruise to look forward to, after all.