The First Class Experience (Patreon)

Flying first class was an experience everyone should enjoy at least once in their lifetime and for Sherri it was a special treat that she had become accustomed to. No longer would being crammed in the back of the plane in between other passengers do for the casually dressed doggirl that was enjoying an all-expenses paid trip to Japan. This one flight that had only just begun their cruising altitude had changed the way Sherri looked at air travel. She was in her own private little cabin with an attendant designated to first class throughout her flight. 

The whole experience was definitely life changing as Sherri gazed out the window with her bubbly mimosa in one hand. She couldn’t believe that this was the norm for some folks and she decided that it too would become her normal as well. The clouds in the sky would pass and Sherri sipped at her drink. The champagne mix with orange juice tingling at her lips as she breathed a content sigh of relief. This cabin was her private area. She could practically do anything she wanted! She’d already taken off her shoes and leaned the seat back, earbuds rest in the pockets of her ears and played an audio book she had been wanting to read for a while, but somehow that felt trivial for such an extravagant situation like this. 

Surely there was something she could do to help make this first time feel like an experience to remember. Her right hand seemed to have something in mind and she bit down on her lower lip. Sherri was always an exhibitionist and somehow knowing that there was passengers in front and behind her cabin made the idea even more appealing. “I really shouldn’t..” She whispered to herself as if trying to talk herself out of it, but simply bringing the words to life made it even more enticing. 

A moment of hesitation was quickly evaporated by the heat emanating from her pussy as her fingertips slipped betwixt her jeans finding the warmth that her digits adored. Just the softness of her pussy mound stroked by her own hand elicited a gentle moan that hummed between her lips, Sherri breathing deep as she leaned her head back with her other hand holding onto the champagne glass. Her footpaws tensed and her pawtoes scrunched as she explored the familiar warmth of her vulva, casually pleasuring herself in the paradoxical privacy of her dorm cabin. 

Her jeans felt so constricting as she wriggled her palm inside the small gap of fabric, her body shifted and squirmed until her leg finally popped free and she was released of the confines. Her fingertips found new life in their freedom as she dug inside of her own pussy with an exasperated moan escaping her lips. “Ohfffh.. Yesss..” She breathed deep, silencing herself with a sip from her drink which only added to the pleasure. She felt like a princess on that flight, her every need satisfied in pure comfort as she writhed in ecstasy upon her cushioned seat. Her fingertips curled upwards and pressed against that tender spot that lay behind her clit and her leg jolted outwards knocking against the cabin wall but she was too distracted by her own pleasure to care. 

When Accalia signed up to be a first class flight attendant she was informed that there would be plenty of eccentric passengers with varying needs yet when she went to answer the call button she never would have guessed that behind the door would be a doggirl in first class, half naked, with her sticky fingertips deep inside her own pussy. The wolfgirl’s eyes found her guest in a sharp blush and immediately she straightened herself. “Well this simply won’t do at all,” Accalia said sternly as the squirming doggirl sat there frozen like a deer in lights. “You’re in first class. You should have asked me to help you to begin with..”

Sherri’s face was so flushed and heated she thought she was going to explode in a myriad of pastel reds from embarrassment. She swallowed hard and made no move as the wolfess  closed the door behind her and donned a cute smirk. There were much worse ways to pass a 24 hour flight than enjoying the company of a cute and oh so exposed doggirl. “I suppose you really took to heart our slogan ‘No limits in the skies’” She chuckled and slowly rolled her hands along the doggirl’s thighs as she breathed deep and tasted the sweet flavor of her juices that flooded the air. “Once again, my name is Accalia and I will be taking care of your every need this flight.” 

Palms that were as soft as bunny fur gently pressed against Sherri’s thighs and with the smallest gesture of insistence Sherri’s legs were slowly pushed back. “Isn’t there something about a seat in the upright position?” Sherri teased slightly and Accalia offered a teasing wink but words would suddenly fail the doggirl when she felt the warmth of a lapping tongue carefully delving between her vulva lips. The slickness of ice blue tongue belying the cool color as the warmth suddenly brimmed into Sherri’s body from the inside out. 

She almost spilled her drink in excitement and it was a saving grace that the sweet momosa had been half full at the moment otherwise there’d be more that sticky sweet pussy juices covering her body. While her body was damp the sharp intakes of air was quickly drying her lips and with that swirling drink in hand the princess in the air further indulged in her hedonism by sipping at it greedily while Accalia feasted upon her twat. 

Those soft legs quickly hugged onto the wolfgirl’s body and those individual toes pressed firmly against her back as the tongue dipped in deeper. Swirling and twirling her tongue along inside that supple blue twat that happily gave up drop after drop of pussy juices to the coaxing tongue. Her eyes peeked at the visage of the doggirl who excitedly squirmed at the slightest wriggle of her tongue and her palms squeezed eagerly into that supple flesh. She was expected to give first class service after all and she refused to let her valued passenger experience nothing but the best. Her mouth opened slightly and her tongue probed deeper inside, worming itself between her cuntlips and digging as deep as possible until the tip of her tongue could flick slightly against that tender bulb at the deepest reaches of Sherri’s pussy. 

Sherri’s body immediately jolted, it felt almost like a tickle that rolled deep into her body past her abdomen and sent a visible chill along her spine to the tips of her ears. The stunning pleasure was so sharp that she couldn’t even moan! She downed the rest of her drink in that moment of elation that left her buzzed and more prone to pleasure, but more so than to keep her pleasure going. She knew that if the wolfgirl kept up she might not be able to restrain herself next time and that fancy champagne glass would shatter in her grip! She had to let it go and thankfully it didn’t shatter when it landed on the cushioned carpet floor, instead it rolled helplessly under the seat forgotten in favor of Sherri’s palms grasping at her supple ebony breasts. The doggirl squeezed one tightly as her shirt was pulled down to reveal those bright blue puffy nipples that firmed against her touch. “Hahhh. .Mnhh.. C’mon.. More.. More..” Sherri pleaded as her palm rolled her breast in her hand and her eyes caught a glimpse of Accalia’s eagerly slurping maw that waggled her tongue about, spreading all those juices and letting them drip down her chin and along Sherri’s thighs! 

Those careful palms stroked inwards until one hand began to massage at the top of Sherri’s cuntmound while her tongue rolled along inside that sticky passage. Her thumb lightly teased at either side of her pussy before teasing at the slightly exposed clitoris that had begun to peek itself from underneath the hood. “Haaahhh.. Ohgod. Houhhgod!” Sherri’s voice cracked as the thumb seemed to work in all the right ways, slowly rubbing and teasing at her tiny bullet in a way that seemed to shock her system. Her head tossed back and her body seemed to be unable to comprehend anything but pleasure, her pawtoes scrunching tightly as she tried to hold on for dear life. “Gohhhannhh..hahahuhhgh!” 

Accalia pressed her advantage even further and pushed Sherri’s body back while her own pushed forwards with Sherri’s thighs resting upon her shoulders she greedily feasted upon her pussy while her palm ground into that supple mound. Her thumb pushing against the clit and then vigorously rubbing into it until she felt the walls starting to close in around her tongue in trembling convulsions. She knew Sherri was close but she refused to simply provide her with one orgasm and as she felt Sherri begin to spasm she kept up the pressure.

The doggirl’s ankles locked around Accalia’s body with her pawtoes continuously loosening and tightening as Accalia dug deep and pushed against her clit with her thumb holding Sherri’s clit in position like a skilled guitarist holding a note, funny enough the result was the same. A high pitched squealing sound erupting from Sherri’s lips as her body shivered in place with her chord unable to complete the strum until Accalia released it and then licked at her hyperdelciate clit that seemed to echo pleasure throughout Sherri’s body far beyond what a simple lick in her pussy had done moments before.

Then her lips wrapped around it and Sherri thought her body was going to explode, her fingertips practically clawed the skin on her cheeks away as she felt that intense pressure building inside of her with each suckle of Accalia’s lips. “FFFffhauuuchk! Fuck!” Sherri practically screamed as Accalia refused to let her lips free upon her clit, sucking tighter and tighter, and even tighter still into those pursed lips as tears quickly formed at the corners of Sherri’s eyes. “Ohgod! I’m.. I’mgonaah! Hfhfhh..” Sherri was convinced that she was going to die in that moment, the pleasure was so intense that her body was flooded with endorphins that felt like she was falling inside of her own body. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she choked on her own ecstasy.

PWAHP!

Finally Accalia’s lips released that bright blue clit from the hostage of pleasure and with it Sherri’s body erupted in ecstasy as a lewd squirt of feminine bliss shot from above her pussy entrance in a clear sticky stream. Almost like a water fountain with the pressure too high and an overzealous thumb pushing the release valve. It landed helplessly upon the wolfgirl’s muzzle who simply grinned at her customer satisfaction review and gave an appreciative lick from the side of her snout. 

As Sherri lay there with her body trembling from the resounding moments of ecstasy she watched as Accalia buttoned up her blouse and tossed her hair back with a simple flick of her head. In a moment that slutty wolfgirl was as prim and proper as she had been before entering the cabin. Quickly dusting herself off and giving a little shake of her body and putting on that chipper stewardess smile. “Well Ms. Mayim, I will be back in a few minutes to check up on you, but please don’t hesitate to use that call button if you need me sooner.