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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 11:32 AM |
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Loreli
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We have such talented writers here..... 
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 11:34 AM |
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ColdinWisconsin
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Morning Loreli!
Get you have a few up your sleave eh? 
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 11:36 AM |
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Loreli
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I always liked the "See Dick" (jump, run, sit up straight) series 
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 11:38 AM |
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ColdinWisconsin
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giggle/snort
But hey....what kind of fun do you mean?
I don't want to get into any trouble here.... 
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 11:39 AM |
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Angel178
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If she didn't get in trouble writing that other stuff ......I guess you'll be fine 
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 11:42 AM |
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ColdinWisconsin
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Well, cripes...don't just sit there waiting! It's not like I can send you stuff I've already written.
That's kind of private. Don't think he would appriciate that. 
I'll work on something this afternoon. 
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 11:47 AM |
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Pete73052
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OK - I'll dig one out of the vault - I guess the worst thing that can happen is that it might be deleted. 
It was going to be a long flight. I got the window seat but it was going to be a night flight anyway so it didn’t make much difference. My seat was in the last row, so I was able to recline it quite a bit. A couple found their seats next to me, a young-ish looking man and you who I imagined must have been his wife. I saw you - a beautiful young brunette in a mini-skirt. A little pulse of excitement rushed through me as I realized you would be sitting next to me for the next six yours. As you handed your suitcase up to your husband to store in the overhead, your mini-skirt rose to give me a quick peek at your soft white thong panties. Realizing you had exposed a little too much of yourself, you quickly looked at me. I smiled a knowing smile and I could see embarrassment on your face as you planted yourself in the seat next to me. You brushed my leg as you moved to adjust your skirt. Your husband sat on the aisle.
The two of you seemed very much in love. You seemed to look into each other’s eyes a lot. As the evening wore on, people were settling in for a nap and the cabin was darkened. Your husband ordered a blanket and pillows. I did the same. We all laid our seats down. I laid on my side and put the blanket partially over me. You and your husband were talking in very low voices… faces close together, barely audible over the relentless hum of the jet engines.
You very casually reached back to straighten your blanket and somehow pulled the end up onto your hip… unintentionally giving me a wonderful view of your beautiful ass. Your skirt was already pulled up and your thong was practically non-existent. I couldn’t believe you didn’t feel the draft. Your bare ass was only inches from my quickly-hardening cock. I might have a bit of trouble sleeping on this flight, I thought to myself. The muffled tones of your voices stopped and you suddenly turned back and looked at me. My eyes were wide open. “Would you mind if we put this armrest up?” you asked. “No, not at all” I said. As you turned and put your face next to your husbands, you almost imperceptibly wiggled your ass closer to my cock – brushing it slightly as you settled back into your seat.
I didn’t want to move as any movement on my part would certainly have caused my cock to jab your ass, so I lay there frozen… except for the pulsation between my legs. At some point, I’m not sure when, my cock had become enlarged to the point where it couldn’t help but make contact with your ass… mostly grazing but once in a while, you would laugh slightly and seemed to keep moving into me. At one point I felt my breathing become heavier and I noticed it was moving the hairs on your neck slightly. Finally, you reached back to cover herself… but no, you reached back and… gave my cock a squeeze… never once stopping the conversation with your husband. In the same motion, you reached back and grabbed my blanket, and pulled it over us both.
Slowly, you moved in to me again. I adjusted myself and got my arm under the blanket. I reached cautiously over to your butt cheek and grazed my hand over it. I noticed your shoulders shimmy a little and I blew a little on the back of your neck. I could hear your still talking with your husband… but I grabbed your ass cheek and gave it a nice pinch, not too hard, but enough to let your know I was there. Your voice stopped for a moment, as if you was thinking of a word, and then you continued.
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 11:47 AM |
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Pete73052
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A sharp tug at your thong and it came apart in my hands. You shimmied a little more. My cock was trying to bust our of my jeans by this time, so I carefully unbuttoned my 501’s and it practically sprung out on its own. As you felt me nestle it between your legs, you paused your voice once again. Now you were moving… you were pretending to stretch… the movement crushed my cock between your thighs… back and forth a couple of times. I could tell you knew you were doing this to me. I couldn’t move a fraction. Then you slowly settled back down into your previous position but giving your ass one more little push that sent the head of my cock into you. I could feel my cock throbbing as I dared not move. I was in you… and there was nothing I could do.
The stewardess shuffled by with a cart… I don’t know if they were passing things out or collecting them… but you seemed to skip our aisle. The voices stopped. As you leaned forward, you pressed your ass into me… my cock went in to the hilt…Oh, my GOD did it feel good inside you. I tried to see what you were doing without being too conspicuous. You were kissing your husband… a slow sensuous kiss… and as you were, your ass was wiggling into my waiting cock. I ever-so-carefully moved forward into you. Your legs clamped me to keep me from pulling out, and you kept grinding me as you kissed him. I heard myself moan slightly and I suspected you heard me, but it didn’t seem like your husband did.
Your husband’s hand had moved up to your hip. I was afraid he was going to reach down for your ass and find my cock nestled between your ass cheeks. Quickly, you cut off his advance and pulled his had up to your chest. His attention successfully diverted, you continued to kiss him while you ground away on my cock. I found myself stealthily thrusting myself into you whenever I could, but clearly you were in charge here. In a moment, you had gathered up your husband’s hands given him one last kiss, and convinced him to roll over and get some sleep. You rested your arm softly on his shoulder and glanced back at me. It was time for me to move more freely.
I grabbed your hips with my hands and slowly pushed myself into you. Oh, it was ecstasy to feel myself inside you and I knew this wouldn’t last too long… but I certainly didn’t want to be discovered… so I took long, slow, deep strokes. You moved into me with each one. We had to be imperceptible so each stroke, from start to finish took close to a minute… It was extremely exciting going this slowly. I could feel my cock going deeper into your each time. I heard a little moan escape you. Your husband rustled, but went back to sleep. I pushed harder this time… knowing how turned on you were. My hand reached up under the covers and grabbed your breast. Another deep stroke… I could barely hear your strained breathing as I pinched your nipple. This time we pushed into each other and held ourselves there… pushing hard into each other. I could tell you were coming… as surely as I was. We bit our lips as we came… and laid there for several minutes afterward.
For an instant, you turned to face me… and I looked into your eyes. “Next time,” you said “let’s use the bathroom.”
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 11:50 AM |
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Angel178
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Yes baby....that's the writing we're talking about
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 11:52 AM |
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Loreli
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 11:53 AM |
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Pete73052
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Not too hard-core? 
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 11:55 AM |
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Angel178
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Your story is more creative writing .... the other was more of a "how to"
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 12:00 PM |
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Loreli
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I agree Angel.
This IS a sex thread....
I think they'll be more lenient here!
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 12:10 PM |
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Angel178
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 7:49 PM |
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lynnielou
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Nice story!
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 8:35 PM |
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Pete73052
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Here's an old favorite:
Once upon a time, it was your birthday and we decided we would go out for dinner. You were dressed in a stunning, short summer dress, your long naked legs an invitation for people to stare. I was dressed too. We picked a very fancy restaurant that I frequent and when we got there it was rather crowded. But, I'm a good tipper, so we were able to secure a very cozy booth in a dark corner. We ordered wine and a wonderful meal that was cooked to perfection. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed me signaling discretely to the waiter, but you decided not to say anything. "Oh, my gosh" I said, "I've dropped my fork" and I bent down to pick it up. But in a flash, I disappeared under the long tablecloth. You thought to your self that this was a silly thing to do and you looked around but nobody seemed to notice except for one elderly gentleman sitting with his wife at the table across from us - he smiled politely.
As the waiter came and collected the dishes, you felt sure he would notice me, but the long tablecloth ensured he didn't. He seemed to smile a knowing smile. Meanwhile, you could feel my hands moving up the back of your legs and predictably slipping under your dress. You could feel your face becoming flushed. You had to shift your weight slightly but in an instant, your panties were off. You kept looking around the restaurant to see if anyone was paying attention, but other than the elderly gentleman, nobody was the wiser. A little nervous, you decided it would look better if you held your wine glass in your hand and nonchalantly took a sip once in a while. You were not too surprised to see your breath fogging the rim of the wine glass. You could feel me gently sliding your dress up very high. The leather of the booth seat felt exciting. You glanced at the elderly gentleman who was thoroughly enjoying the full view of your naked thigh and part of your buttocks. A busboy came by and collected the used silverware and napkins and replaced them with dessert forks. Was that a small smirk on his face? My hands gently coaxed you to scoot forward. When you did, the elderly gentleman was rewarded with an even better view and when you glanced at him, he again smiled politely.
Despite your nervousness, I gently, I push your legs apart, and you can feel my breath on your inner thigh. The roughness of my cheek makes you squirm slightly as you feel my mouth coming closer, kiss by gentle kiss. As you rest on your elbows sipping your wine, you feel your head tilting back almost uncontrollably. Out of the corner of your eye, you see several waiters assembling and glancing over at our table. Are they getting ready to throw us out? Now my mouth is gently nibbling at your labia. You take a big gulp of wine and it feels warm as it trickles down your throat. You notice the elderly gentleman isn't listening to his wife's conversation but is trying to peek under the tablecloth. My tongue is flicking about teasingly and my lips are nibbling vigorously. The waiters are heading this way. Now I'm on your clitoris, licking long heavy strokes, then nibbling with my lips, then flicking and then stroking again. The elderly gentleman's food has gotten cold and his wife is scolding him. You can feel your face growing more flushed. You dip your hand in your ice water and flick it on your face. My hands have worked their way between you and the seat cushion. You can feel me squeezing your cheeks hard. The long relentless strokes of my tongue are now quickening.
The waiters have moved to our table, and you look down expecting them to extract me from my hiding place, but instead they place a dessert and candle in front of you. You cannot stop to identify the desert - it is taking everything you can muster to keep from moaning. You cover your face as if embarrassed by what's about to happen. The waiters begin singing "Happy Birthday to You" - and in the cover of their voices, you softly moan into your napkin. Under the table, I'm pummeling your clitoris with my tongue - I know I've taken you over the edge. I can feel your legs begin to quiver and very slight jerks from your pelvis. Still, I am relentless in my attack, flicking, flicking, flicking. "Happy Birthday to You." Another moan escapes. The elderly gentleman heard this one and is watching your face intently. Now, you feel the first familiar wave of pleasure building up. You push yourself into my mouth. My fingers are kneading your butt cheeks like dough and still my tongue is flicking. "Happy Birthday dear Lady." And now you are trembling helplessly - you can feel your hands shaking as you set down your wine glass and with one final moan extinguish the birthday candle. Slowly you slump back against the backrest as the waiters hurriedly finish up "Happy Birthday to You."
Just as hurriedly the waiters are leaving the table and you are giggling to yourself. The elderly gentleman, one hand fumbling with the napkin in his lap, is lifting his glass in a toast to you.
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| Oct 21, 2007 @ 8:56 PM |
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Loreli
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I'm slowly working on one around laundry 
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| Oct 22, 2007 @ 5:53 PM |
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Angel178
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20 hours Loreli? 
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| Oct 22, 2007 @ 7:02 PM |
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Loreli
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I KNOW!
Dang laundry... 
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| Oct 22, 2007 @ 7:03 PM |
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Angel178
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Nobody else? Everyone reads Pete's stories, but nobody will write or comment
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