I Was Caught By A Security Guard

The cabin crew and I walked inside the departure area at Nairobi airport to fly back to Frankfurt. I brought my suitcase with me and was waiting in line to go through passport control and security. As soon as I reached the passport control, I gave him my passport.

He looked at the passport then looked at me to confirm my identity but he was staring at me for a very long time and said, "You are beautiful."

I just took that as a compliment.

He hand gestured me to give him something and I asked, "What do you need?"

He said, "3,000 shillings."

I asked, "What's this for?"

He said, "It is for tax to pay for passport control fees and services."

I didn't know I had to pay for it so I reached for my purse and handed him 3,000 shillings, which is about €20.

He handed back my passport to me and said, "Have a nice flight."

I took my passport and suitcase with me and proceeded to the security checkpoint.

I was standing in line with the other flight attendants and passengers. I noticed that some of the airport security guards were looking at me more than any other flight attendants and passengers. I knew that they were scanning people who looked suspicious. I had experiences where some of the guards were just checking me out. After waiting in line, I put my suitcase on the conveyor belt to go through the x-ray. Then I walked through the other x-ray and the airport security guard used the metal detector to scan throughout my uniform.

The other guard flagged my suitcase and asked me, "Is this your bag?"

I said, "Yes."

He said he wanted to do further inspection and asked me to follow him. The other flight attendants were shocked and I assured them that I didn't bring anything illegal. I was known to have a good reputation with the airline. The other flight attendants were surprised and I told one of them that I would catch them later.

I followed the security guard and he led me to a private security room. He locked the door behind us and we were alone. He stood behind the table and asked me to put my suitcase on the table. I stood on the other side of the table facing him and put my suitcase on the table. He was big and tall. He asked me if I packed up the suitcase. I said yes. He asked me to open it. I unlocked my suitcase and opened it for him. He went through my personal things one by one. He took out my blouse, dress, skirt, a pair of heels and put them on the table. He was smirking at me and I blushed. Then, he picked up my bra and panties.

He was looking at them and looked at me and said, "You really have good taste."

I was shocked and speechless. As soon as he checked the side pocket, my heart started to beat faster.

I couldn't stand still and said, "I really need to catch my flight. Can I take my suitcase and leave now?"

He said, "No, I will finish this inspection and if I don't find anything illegal, then you can go."

I started to breath harder and I felt so hot in my uniform. He saw me blushing and I started to laugh.

"Please don't judge me," I said.

His hands went through the side pocket and picked up my dildo. I was so embarrassed and I had to look away. I felt so ashamed. I didn't know how he reacted but I looked down on the floor. I didn't know what he thought of me now. He said this was what caused the suitcase to be flagged but it was not illegal.

I told him, "I've been through security so many times and didn't have any problem in other countries."

He said, "Security checks work differently in Kenya."

He was looking at the dildo and asked why I brought it.

I told him while trying to hold my laugh, "I need to relax, that's all."

He walked around the table and asked me to raise my arms to do a pat down search. I was wearing a black hat, black blazer, white blouse, black mid-thigh skirt, black stockings and black heels. I stood in front of the table and raised my arms. He stood behind me and pat down starting from my arms, the front of my chest, then stomach.

He asked, "You smell good. What perfume do you have?"

I said, "Chanel."

He checked my pockets on my blazer and I started blushing again. I felt his hand reached my pocket and took out my lipstick, cosmetic mirror, makeup and unused condom in a packet. He put them all on the table. I felt so embarrassed when I saw the unused condom. He continued patting down my back and I felt like he was massaging me. Then he moved his hands to the back of my skirt and felt me. His hands moved from the edge of my skirt and felt my thighs covered in stockings. He was caressing my thighs down to my ankles then moved his hands back up to my inner thighs. He reached under my skirt and I felt his hand at the top of my stockings. I was feeling turned on.

He made a comment about my dildo, "The dildo is too small for you. You need a big one that is real."

Then he asked me, "And why are you bringing a condom?"

I told him, "Just in case I need it."

I felt his hand at the bottom of my black lace panty. I felt so wet for him and I moan softly.

I put my hands on the table and he picked up the packet and whispered behind my ear, "What should I do with the condom?"

I placed my hat on the table. I couldn't take this any longer.

I felt ashamed and said, "Put it on."

I heard him unzip his pants and pulled out his penis. I could hear him jerking off before he took the packet and opened it. I never looked back at him as I was looking at my naughty things on the table. He threw the empty packet on the table and I knew we were about to start.

I bent over the table as my skirt raised up my thigh, barely exposing my black lace panty behind him. He stood behind me and pulled my panty to the side. I opened my legs for him. He guided his penis covered in condom against my entrance. I held onto the table as he held onto my skirt. He went inside me slowly and I felt him stretching into me. He was so big and he fucked me harder and faster.

"Oh my god," I moaned.

I was dripping and I tried to hold my moan back. I was afraid someone might hear us. I covered my mouth with my left hand as he pounds me hard against the table. He felt so good inside of me.

He said, "You are so tight."

I ignored him and let him do his thing. I uncovered my mouth and reached between my legs to rub my clit. I felt my juices dripping down my inner legs.

I could feel him throbbing inside me and asked me, "Where should I cum?"

I heard part of the flight announcement about LH591. It was my flight number and my heart was racing. I was afraid that I might missed my flight.

I answered him, "Don't stop...keep going...cum inside me."

I felt him hitting my cervix as I start to lose control and cum. My legs were shaking. I grabbed onto the table and he held my skirt tighter.

He thrusted deep into me and said, "I'm cumming."

I could smell his body sweat while I let him finish me. As we both caught our breath, he pulled out. I fixed my panty and skirt and turned around. I saw the condom rolled up his penis. The based of his penis looked moist. I didn't know if it came from him or me. I wondered if some of his semen leaked out of the base of the condom and into my vagina. He took out the condom. Not wanting to leave any evidence, I bent down towards him and took his penis in my mouth to suck him off clean. He asked me to leave. I stood up and packed up my things in the suitcase and put the rest of the things in my pockets. I gave him a kiss before I left the security room.

I quickly rushed to the gate where I needed to board my flight and I saw the cabin crew waiting outside the gate.

My coworker saw me and asked, "What happened?"

I said, "I just passed security, that's all."

"Why are we still not boarding?" I asked.

She said, "Didn't you hear the announcement? There is a technical issue and the flight is delayed."

I felt so relieved that I didn't need to rush.

The other flight attendant said, "You have something behind the edge your skirt."

I tried to brush it off with my right hand and I felt a string of sticky warm fresh fluid. I look shocked and embarrassed. I was blushing so hard and was smiling. I tried not to laugh because I knew I had fun and enjoyed it.

Both flight attendants were looking at me and asked, "Are you alright?"

I tried to keep calm and said, "Yes, I'm fine."

I immediately switched topic, "So, how much did you pay for the tax at the passport control?"

They said they only paid 1,000 shillings and I was shocked. We immediately heard the flight announcement that we were ready for boarding. We all walked to the gate and I felt my juices were soaking at the top of my stockings. I knew my skirt was long enough to cover it and I acted like nothing happened.

As I got into the plane, I went inside the lavatory to check on my skirt and stockings. I cleaned it quickly and washed my sticky fingers. I looked at myself in the mirror and composed myself. I started working and as the airplane was taxiing to the runway, I realized how some of the officers were corrupt and took advantage of me. I overpaid money to a corrupted passport control officer and the airport security guard picked on me just to have sex with me. They got what they wanted from me. I totally lost my classy image of myself at the Nairobi airport, after the guard picked up my dildo and unused condom. I felt so embarrassed but enjoyed the excitement. The only thing that mattered was keeping my good reputation intact with the cabin crew and the airline.