As we drove to the liquer store Ginny and Karla chatted idly, and I was
just content to watch Ginny’s legs shifting around as Karla moved on
the seat. It was going to be a really hot night if Karla’s instincts
were right about this poor guy’s wife. I might add Karla has a pretty
good percentage of picking up women and getting them to bed.
The drive back home was uneventful, until we got into the parking lot.
“Bill”, Ginny and I will let you be a gentleman and open the door for
your two ladies of the evening…okay??”
“Sure honey”, I answered….wondering what my wife had in mind now. She
was usually out of the car before me.
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Ginny didn’t give Karla’s request another thought as she raised her leg
over Karla…..not realizing the streching lifted her skirt well up
her leg, showing that besides stockings, she also had garters holding
them up. “Damm” I said to myself as my cock grew harder, “she’s got
legs that really go all the up to her ass!”.
Karla didn’t miss the oppurtunity either, as I watched my wife’s hand
trail up Ginny’s outstretched leg, feeling her well above the top
of Ginny’s stocking. Ginny must have been well lit, as she never even
seemed to notice that Karla was actually feeling her up, as she
crawled over her.
Ginny sat between Karla and I in the car. Again my wife was at her
best, she actually bunched Ginny’s white skirt quite away up her leg
as she got in the car. I could easily see the black garters Ginny wore
and she made no attempt to pull her skirt back down.
I was so engrossed in sucking Gary’s cock that I didn’t even notice Robert
taking his clothes off. When I finally looked up, he was sitting stark naked
in a chair, smiling at me. I looked at his lap and could hardly believe my
eyes. Pointing straight up at the ceiling was the largest cock I’d ever seen.
It must have been eight inches long and thick, too! Robert had his hand around
it, stroking it.
I wanted to admire that magnificent cock, but Gary sat up and asked me to
turn around. Taking my eyes off Robert, I let Gary guide me to a new position.
This time he was lying on his back with me kneeling between his legs. Leaning
forward to suck his cock once again, I realized that Robert had a perfect
view of my ass – and that my wet pussy was an open invitation.
Taking his fingers out of me, Gary said, “Let’s really give him a show. Why
don’t you suck my cock for a while?” Gary lay down on his back and we got into
a sixty-nine position. While he went to work on my pussy, I undid his pants and
took out his cock. Looking Robert right in the eye, I gently kissed the tip of
Meanwhile, Gary was really working me over. His tongue explored every inch
of my pussy, darting in and out of me. It was incredible! When he took my clit
between his lips and began to nibble on it, I thought I would scream. Wanting
to pay him back for some of the pleasure he was giving me, I took the tip of
his cock inside my mouth and began sucking on it. This drove Gary wild. He
thrust his hips up off the bed, sliding his cock down my throat. It felt so
good, there was no way I was going to stop – not now!
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I looked up, too startled to speak. Robert was sitting at the foot of the
bed watching us. From the smile on his face, I could tell he liked what he saw.
“Don’t mind me,” he said. “I just came up to say good-night.” I was about to
protest when Gary pushed me back down on the bed. My legs were still spread,
and before I could close them, he was slipping my panties off. I could tell I
was in for the night of my life!
While Robert watched, Gary began to finger-fuck me. Gently, he put his
middle finger inside my pussy and brushed my G-spot. A second finger followed,
then another one after that. In no time, he had four fingers inside me and
was using his thumb to stroke my clit. Needless to say, all this attention was
driving me crazy!
To celebrate our first anniversary, my husband and I had planned a romantic
evening. Dinner, dancing, theater, the works. So you can imagine my
disappointment when Gary called to ask if a friend of his could tag along.
At first I was furious. I mean, we had been planning this all week! But
Gary explained that his friend would only be in town one night, and then he
promised to make it up to me later, so I gave in. Gary was supposed to pick me
up at six. While I was waiting, I had a quick shower and got dressed. I put on
an outfit sure to please him – a strapless black dress, stockings, and his
favorite pair of heels.
At six o’clock I heard Gary’s car pull up. He ran into the house and told
me I looked terrific. I just smiled and asked where his friend was. (I was
hoping he had decided to do the right thing and leave us alone.)
“Oh, Robert’s waiting for us at the restaurant,” Gary replied. I could have
Despite my anger and disappointment, dinner was great. I don’t think I’ve
ever had better. From appetizer to dessert, everything was perfect.
And Robert? I have to admit, he was a bit of a surprise. Tall, muscular,
handsome…Gary had never told me he had friends who looked like this!
“You do have to promise me one thing.”
“Whatever makes you happy, babe.”
“When we talk about this, years from now, promise me no jokes about
I grinned. “Promise.”
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Her perfect Scots accent cracked me up, and we dissolved into
mutual hilarity. A British man across the aisle frowned at the noise,
no doubt thinking it improper at such a late hour. We laughed some
more at that, until she started yawning. It was only two more hours
to London, but that was enough time to catch a little sleep. She was
looking more relaxed than I’d seen her in weeks, despite being in a
small metal machine very far up over a very deep ocean. Maybe this
really had worked.
They both got up and got dressed in silence. Then they turned
towards us just before opening the door.
“Well, guys? Who won?”
There was no way we could answer that question. A slightly
uncomfortable silence filled the small room. The blond shook her
head, smiled, and opened the door. She took her friend’s hand and
pulled her through. And they were gone.
“There’s no way we’ll settle the bet now.”
“Not after the way you cheated, anyway.”
“I, cheated? You cheated first.”
“Only a little. And I thought you had sworn yourself to celibacy.”
“Well, people change.”
“I guess so.”
“So what do we do about the bet?”
“There’s still all of London, you know.”
“That’s true. Hotel clerks, waiters…”
“Museum guards, theater ticket sellers…”
“And if we get bored, Scotsmen and their kilts aren’t far at all,
Chris hesitated again, looking uncertainly at the dark-haired
girl leaning against the wall. She shrugged, and smiled at him. He
shook his head a little, then turned to his duffelbag, stowed securely
in a compartment. After poking through it a bit, he pulled out a
condom and put it on. I sort of thought that ruined the wildness of
it all, but Chris is British, and he’s the careful type. It didn’t
take him long to slide his cock into her waiting cunt, though. She
moaned at that, and then her head started moving faster, as Chris
quickly started moving back and forth, his arms curving around her
I looked at the naked dark-haired girl, but she shook her head
at me, hair waving a little in the air-conditioned breeze.
“Sorry, kid. I’ve got my own problems. Maybe next time.”
So I started jerking myself off in the corner. I was a little
embarassed at first, but the whole thing was so unreal, with these two
beautiful women coming out of nowhere, doing stuff that none of the
girls I knew would ever do, that I couldn’t stay embarassed for long.
I wated the blond’s head whipping back and forth as the three of them
moved faster and faster, Chris’s hands clenched tight around her small
breasts, then sliding over her ribs. Tony suddenly moaned, after
being completely silent for so long. Seconds later, Chris and the
girl suddenly stopped moving, and a sort of choked whimper came from
behind the curtain of her hair. The blond leaned back into Chris’s
arms and they stayed still for a little while. I was still jerking
myself off, and staring at the Hispanic girl’s breats, gently moving
up and down as she breathed, nipples still hard from the cold. I
guess she felt sorry for me, because a second later she was kneeling
in front of me and her mouth fell over my cock, sliding warmly down
its length. I came immediately, spilling cum into her mouth which she
swallowed almost eagerly. Nobody’d ever done that to me before.
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The blond grinned as they finished talking. She walked over
to Tony, hips swinging.
“It seems that my friend got you guys all hot and bothered, but wasn’t
thoughtful enough to take care of that little problem. So Chris, I
want you to get up and come over here. Don’t worry about the plane –
I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
She reached back and pulled her hair out of its ponytail,
letting it fall forward over her face, veiling its sharp angles and
wicked eyes. Then she quickly kicked off her shoes, unzipped her
jeans and struggled out of them, sighing in relief when she got them
off. She said over her shoulder to her friend,
“Remind me to wear looser clothes on the trip back.”
She then slid off her white panties, baring smooth creamy-pink
skin and fuzzy blond hair, leaving herself dressed only in a long blue
shirt. She turned to Chris and unbuttoned his pants, unzipping the
fly and pulling them down a little to reveal his cock, fully erect.
She grinned at him, and said, “I think you can find a place to put
that” as she knelt down, facing away from him and towards Tony. She
then reached over to Tony, but he’d already pulled out his cock, and
offered it to her waiting mouth. She went down on it hard, and he
just closed his eyes and smiled as her head started bobbing up and
down, her hair shielding his lap from view.
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“You cheated so badly. And you got off – don’t deny it!”
“I won’t. I’ll concede you the moral victory if you want to back out
and go back.”
“Oh no you don’t. You can just stand there…and I don’t care if
you’re cold, don’t you dare put your clothes back on…and watch me.
But I’m changing the rules a little.”
“Whatever makes you happy.”
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She walked over to Christopher.
“Chris? Would you mind helping me get these off? With your teeth?”
Chris looked startled for a second, but quickly nodded. He
leaned towards her, and gently took her panties in his teeth. I
couldn’t see very well in the darkened cockpit, but it took him an
awfully long time to get them off and she was making these little
noises and sort of swaying back and forth, so I guess he was helping
her out a little. He finally slid them down her thighs and calves and
she stepped out of them, swinging her hair around her as she turned to
“Well, guys, how do I rate?”
We quickly and unanimously voted her a perfect ten. The blond
was sort of smiling, sort of frowning, and beckoned her over for a
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“Not nice, captain. There’s a wedding ring on that finger.”
“Sure you are.”
She crossed her arms in front of her, and took hold of the
bottom of the white tank, pulling it up over her head and shaking her
hair free. She must have liked black, because her bra was black too,
lace to match the panties. The bra looked a little small for her
large breasts, which were spilling out of the top, their dark nipples barely
visible through the lace.
“Would you undo the clasp for me?”
I think my fingers were trembling a little, and they must have
been ice-cold, because she whimpered a bit when I touched her back. I
had a little trouble with the clasp, but I finally got it free. I
didn’t have the nerve to touch her the way the captain had, but I
could smell her perfume as she leaned close. She smelled like apples.
She turned to face us all again, and slowly, teasingly, pulled
her bra straps off her shoulders, letting the bra fall to the floor to
join the pile of black and white clothing. She had huge breasts,
maybe as big as the girls in Playboy, but a lot darker than most of
theirs. Her dark brown nipples stuck straight out, maybe from the
cold in the air-conditioned cockpit. She slid her hands down her
body, curving them around her breasts and across her slightly rounded
stomach. She stuck out her hip a little, and hooked her finger in the
black lace of her panties…then paused.
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“What’s next, guys, shirt or skirt?”
“Hey, no fair asking for advice!”
She shimmied out of the skirt, leaving it in a pool of black
fabric on the floor of the cockpit. Her legs were bare now, a creamy
brown line from black lace panties down to the top of black boots,
laced up to mid-calf. She raised her right leg, and placed it gently
in Christopher’s lap.
“Could you help me with my laces, captain?”
“He’s the co-pilot.”, Tony quickly interjected. “I’m the captain.”
“That’s okay, captain, you can do the other one.”
Chris quickly unlaced the boot and removed it, rubbing his
hands over her calf and down the arch of her foot as he did so. She
shivered as she pulled her leg away, and placed her left leg on Tony’s
lap. He took a little longer, sliding his hands up to mid-thigh,
until she pulled away, shaking her head.
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“Now, gentlemen, we’d like you to settle a little bet for us, if you
don’t mind. My friend and I were debating which of us could do the
best strip-tease. We’d like to demonstrate for you, and ask you to
judge, if that’s okay with you?”
None of us were about to object, that was for sure. The blond
came over to me, and pushed me over a bit so I was leaning against the
door. Then she leaned against a wall and watched the show.
The Hispanic girl had long wavy black hair, almost to her
waist, swinging loose behind her back. She had been wearing a sort of
lacy black sweater, but she’d just finisehd unbuttoning it and was
slipping it off, one smooth brown shoulder at a time. Underneath was
a cropped white tank and a long, loose black skirt.
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“Want to join the mile-high-club?”
“With whom? The pimply flight attendant?”
Surrounding us were hordes of British families, little kids
curled into each other, the seats, their parents. All heading home
for the holidays. Not a single lonely man in sight.
“Hey, babe, I got an idea.”
“Uh huh. I remember your last idea. Almost got us thrown in jail.
And those two guys weren’t worth it.”
“This is much, much better. Just think of those poor lonely pilots in
the cabin. They must be so bored, flying this plane on automatic
across miles and miles of empty ocean. I bet they’re just sitting
back and dreaming of a pair of nubile, 21-yr-old college students
fulfilling their every desire.”
“And you want to fulfill their fantasies, right?”
“Well, maybe not all of their fantasies. They probably ought to keep
their hands on the equipment. But we could provide a
little…entertainment? I dare you to.”
“I dare you to.”
“We’re not kids anymore.”
We thought about it for a while. As we worked out the
strictly hypothetical details, it became more and more tempting. The
perfect way to relieve boredom, maybe relieve a little frustration,
and forget about the two idiots we’d left in Chicago. After all, we
were single again now. No ties, no responsibilities. And it would be
a hell of a lot of fun.
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Chicago was receding quickly in the distance, its grid of
streetlights fading to a glow of patterned city blocks against the
deep black stillness of the lake. We climbed higher, gaining altitude
on the first leg of our trip across the Atlantic, bound for England at
Christmastime, December 1992.
She sat rigid beside me, hands clenched, knuckles white
against the metal of the armrests. We’d had a drink while waiting in
the airport, and she’d just ordered another from our flight attendant
in his white and blue uniform, slightly rumpled. Cute, though.
Maybe if she got sufficiently drunk she’d relax enough to survive this
trip. I was matching her drink for drink…they were free, after all,
and we were on vacation.
“How are you doing?”
“Not too bad. You?”
“I’m fine. You know I love flying.”
“I hate you.”
She didn’t mean it, of course. Eight years of friendship
couldn’t be cancelled out by a little acrophobia. But I resolved to
be a little more careful what I said. Time was passing much too
Three hours later; almost halfway to England. I, for one, was
thoroughly bored and that rumpled flight attendant with the shock of
Midwestern brown hair and mindless calf eyes was starting to look more
and more inviting. In an effort to distract her, we’d been
complaining about our respective ex-boyfriends and talking about the
joys of sex through the last two or three drinks, and both of us were
now horny as hell. That one of us was bi, and the other one straight
only added to our frustration. We’d gotten to that sad point when we
boasted about all the strange places we’d done it, and all the odd
people we’d done it with.
And then it was my turn. After the lights were turned down, and the
laughs settled down, they both decided that I hadn’t seen nothin’ yet!
They both kissed me all over, one filling my mouth with their tongue
and the other playing deep throat. I liked it when they both kissed my
nipples at the same time, running their hands over my balls and cock.
Finally I rolled on top of Jan. Sally wanted to guide me in, so we
both let herfumble around and finally I was deep inside. Sally
reached around between my legs, caressing my balls and squeezing my
shaft. Jan’s hips moved faster and faster and I was on fire. There
was no turning back now. I could feel Sally’s tongue in my ear as I
screamed and exploded. It was almost more than I could handle.
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Then they began kissing my nipples, and running their tongues across my
belly and into my belly button. Their tongues met on the tip of my pe-
nis as they were kissing the shaft on each side at the same time. (Two
tongues on my cock at the same time, and then an alternate seesaw
battle taking turns sucking and engulfing it) And always not being
able to more than guess where their hands were.
I moved over to the side of the bed for a short break. Jan wasn’t
ready to rest, though. She began kissing Sally’s breasts, and in no
time, she was getting hot again. I had turned on a bathroom light in
the meantime, and now I could just barely make out the two figures next
to me. Jan began to inch down, constantly licking Jan’s belly with her
tongue and beginning to lick her thighs. Maybe it was the pot or maybe
it was the electricity, but Jan’s knees came apart as Sally lied down
between her legs, and caressed her crotch with her tongue. Jan’s hands
went to her head, and immediately her tongue was inside. She reached
over and held me with one hand while Jan writhed to another climax.