Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Title: Flight Adventures II: The dreaming Author: Karl P. Dahl Summary: Continuing the flight, Susan has strange but pleasant dreams Keywords: FF, exhib, oral ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and may not be legal for you to read or possess because of your age or location. It is your responsibility to know the laws of your jurisdiction and act accordingly. This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities with real persons or events are purely coincidental. Copyright (C) 2003 Karl P. Dahl. All rights reserved. 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All the food she should have eaten had landed in her lap, so she should be rather hungry. But most of all was she horny: she had been so close to one of her best orgasms in her life, but instead been interrupted on the finishing line. Her body practically ached for more sex, and it was actually hard no to touch her self where she sat now. But that wouldn't do, of course. She had embarrassed herself once, and wouldn't do that again. She could hardly meet any other passengers' eyes because she thought they would stare back at her. Not that they knew anything, luckily; just the thought that they might know something scared her. Thankfully, the teenager nest to her seemed totally oblivious behind his earphones, as teenagers do. When a stewardess came by, she was actually glad it wasn't Marie; she wasn't sure if she could have handled that. Unluckily, it was the chief stewardess, the one who had caught them. She stared at her trying to look as neutral as possible, which of course was impossible after seeing someone naked having sex with on of your colleagues only minutes ago. "Would you like anything?" she asked blankly. 'Juice and scrambled eggs, thank you', Susan wanted to say, but didn't. Instead, she tried to ignore the color on her cheeks, and instead mumbled "Just a glass of water, please" She gulped down the water and felt much better. All of a sudden, the impressions from this morning fell on her, and she began feeling tired. She should be, that was only natural after such events. There wasn't much chance of getting anything to eat before they landed, but perhaps she could rest just a little. She let her head rest and closed her eyes. "Cabin crew stand by for safety demonstration" the speaker system called out. That was her line, so Susan stood up and went to her position in the middle of the right aisle. Marie stepped up behind her, and she could feel her breathing from behind. She noted that she was clothed in the standard stewardess dress: skirt and jacket in marine, and a white blouse beneath. When the speaker system spoke the familiar introductory words, Susan felt the familiar tension down her spine and between her legs. No matter how many times she had done this, the feelings were the same; she would never grow tired of it, and it actually was one of the things that made her continue working for this company. It would soon begin, and she felt Marie's hand on her hips: the starting position. "When the emergency sign is lit, please do exactly as told", the speaker system said in a neutral voice. It was the chief stewardess' voice they all heard. "Let your seat neighbor remove all your clothes and put them underneath the chair in front of you. Our cabin personnel will show you: starting with the jacket..." She felt Marie's arms around her as they reached for the buttons on her jacket. One by one, they were opened, and with the last one gone, Marie grabbed her shoulders and pulled the jacket off her. Then she folded it neatly and laid it on the floor beside her. Susan saw the casual interest among the passengers as they followed their movements. "Continue with the skirt..." She heard the system say, and no sooner were Marie's hands back upon her. She heard the sound of the unzipping of the skirt, and then felt her colleague's hands on her hips as the skirt was drawn down her legs. It was quite tight, so Marie had to help all the way. When it was down, Susan stepped out of it and let Marie fold that as well. The blouse felt loose against her body now, with nothing holding it in place. It would feel much looser, though. Before the speaker system had finished the sentence "Now it is time to remove the blouse", Marie's hands were back on her and had started unbuttoning her clothing. It was clear that she enjoyed her part of the work as well. As always, she started from the bottom, and slowly uncovered her waist, belly and finally her chest in one swift movement. She let a brief artistic pause pass before she pulled the blouse off her, uncovering her slim arms and a standard silk bra. Susan started to feel the familiar warmth. That was good: sometimes, when she wasn't in the mood, it could take long time, and that was never for the better. This time promised to be one of the better. "If wearing stockings, please remove these as well, as they might hinder our emergency equipment. Take a moment to step out of the shoes, as well" the system now ordered, and they complied. Marie once again let her hands follow the fine lines of her thighs, and she helped by lifting one foot at a time, allowing her companion to remove both stockings and shoes simultaneously. Even the garter belt was removed. Only the two final garments to go, now; it was time for the first relaxation. Susan let her legs spread just a little and noted that Marie once again stood behind her. She could help but let out a brief smile, she enjoyed this situation so much. "If you feel a bit tense, you can relax yourself or your partner just a little by caressing the genitalia, or - for women - the breasts" Susan felt Maries hand on her crotch and right breast, and immediately let out a relaxed sigh. The thin fabric between hands and body didn't matter much; this part was so good that she almost didn't have to exaggerate the sigh. Marie caressed her professionally, and she felt the usual wetness between her thighs once more. She would practically have to put a lid on herself if things were going this fast. After a while, the voice went on, though. "And now for the last two pieces pf clothing: the panties and the bra. The order isn't very important, in this case we'll start with the panties" Marie stopped caressing, and instead grabbed the panties that had now turned a bit moist, and slowly drew them down. In that, they uncovered her glistening pubic hair as well as a hint of swollen lips to all of the audience. She noted she had most of the closer passengers' attention now (naturally, other pairs of the crew were spread out in order to give everyone a good view of the demonstration); she loved that. As her colleague removed her panties, she couldn't help but slowly caressing her pussy. It wasn't exactly by the book, but what the hell... "For the final part, the bra should be unhooked and placed among the other clothes". Marie was there, naturally, and in one move unhooked the bra and let it fall off her. Susan was now standing completely naked in front of her passengers. Her breasts were slightly red and swollen from the caressing, and so was her pussy. Her cheeks blossomed, and she could hardly wait for the next part. "With all clothes removed, you should now be ready for the other emergency preparations. It is absolutely necessary that you stay relaxed if such a situation should occur, and the best way to reach such a mood is by having an orgasm. Take help from your partner, either by letting him or her caress you, as shown before or by having oral sex. We will demonstrate the latter to you" Susan spread her legs a bit further, and let Marie seat herself between them. Marie then let her hands rest on her butt, and pulled her crotch down on her waiting mouth. The feeling was sensational! Wave after wave of pleasure rolled inside Susan as Marie's tongue explored her innermost. When she found her clitoris, Susan almost exploded of lust; she let out a moan in front of everybody and felt the first orgasm coming. It was hard to stay balanced, which was important if the audience were to see. She managed, though, and instead let one rest on her breast and one on Marie's head. But as Susan felt the orgasm inside her, Marie suddenly stopped. She looked up on Susan with a playful smile on her lips. Apparently, she was going to tease a little. 'No matter,' Susan thought, 'I won't mind being the last to come'. In the distance, she heard that the other pairs were reaching their climax as well. Then, as she thought that, Marie took a full bite of the red fruit in front of her, and caught Susan helpless. She bit her lips and let out a fantastic orgasm. It was hard not to scream in this state, but she mustn't. Eruptions of lust got loose inside her, and she started shaking. She was only dimly aware of the audience in front of her, and that they clearly enjoyed what they saw. Finally, the explosion subsided inside her. Marie continued her tongue work some more, but she too noticed the change and acted thereafter. A thin fabric of sweat was now showing all over Susan, and cooled her down a bit - but that was only pleasant at the moment. She stroke loose strands of hair from her face and tried to compose herself for the next and final show. "If you ever need to signal an alarm, use you closest female. By inserting a rod-shaped item in her vagina, she can be made to produce sounds that can carry very long distances. A cock will do just fine, but in this case, we'll demonstrate with a dildo, strapped on to our stewardess. Such dildos are standard emergency equpiment" Marie quickly got herself ready by opening up her jacket and removing her skirt. Then she strapped on the dildo and fastened it onto her hips. It stood out with impressive nature. Meanwhile, Susan bent forward and grabbed the two closest seats - there was no way she would remain standing, otherwise. "Carefully insert the dildo into your partner's pussy. Use lubricant if necessary." Marie stepped forward and grabbed Susan's hips from behind. With a skilled push, she got right into Susan (there was no need for lubricants here). This time, Susan didn't have to hold back, so she moaned loudly right away, for showing an example. "By moving the dildo to and forth, greater sounds can be produced", the speaker said. 'As if they didn't know that', Susan had the time to think, but then Marie made a second push, and everything but the pleasure disappeared inside her. As Marie gently rocked to and forth, Susan shouted of joy, louder and louder. Distantly, she was aware of the other demonstrators' increasing sounds from around the cabin, but that was unimportant. The only thing that mattered was her pleasure. As Marie's frequency increased, the next orgasm built up inside her. Susan felt her whole body tense for just a second before the final showdown, and when it came she screamed as loud as she ever could have. Marie's expertise pumping and hands on her hips, the fascinated audience now watching her convulse, the waves of sweat now covering her whole body, it all was... With a rush, Susan woke up and opened her eyes. She was back in her seat. Or had she ever gone? Had she fallen asleep? Suddenly, she became aware of a stewardess (not Marie) standing over her. "Are you alright?" she asked in a calm tone. It took some time for Susan to come back to her senses. "Yeah... I think so, must have dreamed some..." she answered dreamily. The stewardess smiled and went away, while Susan tried to compose herself. She noted she was all sweaty underneath her clothes, but there was other moist as well: she gasped as she felt that she was all wet between her legs. With no panties to cover, it appeared that it had flowed quite freely underneath the skirt. She glanced over at the teenager at her side, and noted that he smiled at her in a way that she couldn't really comprehend. Then, her dream came back to her in all its vivid reality: the undressing, oral sex and final penetration, and Susan felt her chest tighten. Had she had an orgasm while sleeping? Had she shouted out her dream shouts her, in her seat. Had everybody in the plane heard and seen her? Apparently two of them, at least; she didn't dare look around for any other reactions. Susan reddened even more, this was the most embarrassing hours she could ever think of. She just wanted to disappear: had there been a parachute ready, she would have jumped without thinking. Perhaps even without parachute... For the rest of the flight, Susan hid her face in the flight magazine (but not the safety instructions!) and looked at no one.