Hello friends.. its me back again.. this is my 4th submission...... this is a work of fiction written for your entertainment all characters are above 18 years of age..
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Hi friends my name is Vijay, I am 23 years old and I am a boxer by profession. I have been in this profession since I was 12. Boxing is in my blood. And due to this I have a great physique. I am about 6 feet 4 inches tall muscular and fair complexioned. My cropped hairs and a some what elongated chin give me a cowboy look. That is to say I have many female fans drooling over me.
Well now the story I am going to tell you is when I was 20 years old. I was going to Mumbai from Bangalore for a fight. I had seat booked in business class and my coach and 4 other crew got economy class tickets because the sponsors wanted to save money. So here I was sitting in business class and savoring the luxuries. The seat next to me occupied by an elderly gentleman who recognized me immediately.
"Aren't you that boxer Vijay?" he asked with his eyes popping out.
"Yes sir I am." I replied to him.
He took my autograph and started babbling how he was my fan. I was trying to shake him off when it was announced that flight was cleared for take off.
Soon the plane was in air and so the babbling of that old man also increased. To shake him off I called the airhostess so that I may ask for water.
The air hostess that came totally blew up my mind. She was hot. Around 5'5" she had a great body. She had, I think, 34 DD breasts which were firm and nice shapely hips. Her long slender legs were visible. And on top of that she had that cool smile that made me forget everything.
I was a virgin till than. Though I had many female fans and I could have got laid easily but I didn't want to at that time. But now I wanted to fuck that girl. I had to.
"May I get you something sir?" she asked me coolly aware of my glances.
"Yes. A glass of water for now!" I replied to her without taking off my eyes from her large breasts.
She smiled and went away.
"Don't you think that we should have drinks when we get down in Mumbai we can be great friends." That old man said tentatively.
"I appreciate that sir but sorry I can't. I have to practice for my match." I replied him with a hint of anger in my voice.
The old man got the message and he picked up a magazine and immersed himself in it.
"Here is you water sir." A voice came to me.
I looked up and saw the same girl.
"Thank you." I said to her.
While taking the glass I deliberately brushed my finger on her hand. Her finger twitched a little but she didn't withdrew her hand.
I drank the water and passed on the glass to her smiling.
"Sir, are you that boxer Vijay?" she asked me tentatively.
Well being famous has its rewards.
"Yes, I am Vijay. And you?" I asked her.
She rolled her eyes.
"I am your big fan sir. I have watched your each and every game whenever I can. And it was great when you defeated that boxer Aniket in Inter state Boxing match." She rattled.
I was just gazing her and she continued to tell me about how crazy she was about me.
"Well that's good. And you haven't told me your name till now!!" I said to her in mock anger.
"Its Simran, sir." she replied with bow as if I am a royal person.
"Nice to meet you, Simran. You are gorgeous." I said to her with a flirtatious smile.
She smiled in reply with an inviting stare.
She moved on to attend to another passenger but my eyes followed her. She had a great ass. Her perfect butts were visible due to her tight skirt.
"I love air travel." I muttered.
For the next half an hour whenever she passed we exchanged glances and her moves became bold.
Sometimes she would move her hands on her breasts as if straightening her top, sometimes she bit her lower lips.
I was new to these games but seriously I was enjoying every second of it. My cock was dying to come out of the confines of my jeans.
