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From: Plainman <an10176@anon.nymserver.com>
Subject: NEW STORY: Plainman, Trip 1/7 (mf, mf)
I'm posting a new story, called "Trip," with seven chapters. This is a
story about two married couples and adultery with spousal approval. One of
the couples is Princess and Trooper, from "Princess's Court," which I
recently reposted on a.s.s. I don't get alt.sex.stories.moderated on my
newsserver, but thought I'd post here.
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reverse the first two letters in the above address to "na".
This story has explicit sexual content, and shouldn't be read by minors.
Hope you enjoy.
Plainman
TRIP, 1
"Flight Insurance"
by Plainman
Joe: Whooo-eee... Honey, you REALLY look like a wreck!
Amy: Hey lover - that's so romantic!
J: Well you do - a lovely wreck, all sweaty and red and
goose-bumpy.
A: My well-fucked look?
J: Yep. And I've got that well-fucked FEELING - all my
synapses purring.
A: Geez, look what we did to the bed.
J: And smell it in here - course that's mostly you.
A: Hey, you turkey, you think that just cuz you've got me
all over your face - it really smells like a male
lockerroom.
J: It's been a while since we really trashed a bedroom.
A: Shouldn't let it go so long again.
J: Yeah how does that happen? I mean - do we FORGET how good
it is?
A: Too much to do - too little time.
J: Kids - work...
A: Daily life - habits - brushing our teeth - peeing with
the door open -
J: But we used to think THAT was romantic...
A: Yeah, familiarity breeds - what? not contempt -
anesthesia?
J: Well speaking of that...
A: Oh no, you fucker - you are NOT going to roll over and go
to sleep!
J: It's been a long day - got to leave for the airport early
... And, hey, sweetie, you wore me out - I felt like I came
a bucket... Did you know you screamed like a banshee?
A: Don't try to sweet-talk me, mister!... Screamed, huh - do
you think the kids heard?
J: Wouldn't do them any harm to know we're still alive.
A: Unless it sounded like you were killing me.
J: Killing you softly -
A: It wasn't the least bit soft -
J: Well, they probably don't need to know about Mommy and
Daddy fucking like bunnies. Or want to know.
A: I sure never could imagine MINE doing it - Ozzie and
fuckin' Harriet.
J: Well I knew that my Dad was - after the divorce, when he
had visitation and I stayed in that small apartment with him
weekends, and his girlfriend would be there.
A: Weekends with your Dad - what a pair of bozos you must
have been -
J: I sure never heard him doing it with Mom - just their
fights - I bet they didn't do it for years before they split
up... I do remember he got this happy goofy look when he did
get a girlfriend. Well there was actually a SERIES of
girlfriends - and I just gave all of them nothing but shit
and cold stares ...
A: And you could actually listen to him doing it with them?
J: Well only with one ... Lavinia.
A: Oh yeah, I remember about her - who could forget that
name - she was the big one, right?
J: That's right, a real screamer ... of course I got off on
it!
A: Oh God I can't imagine a horny teenage boy lying in the
next room jacking off to the sounds I made ... I mean, how
did you deal with it the next morning?
J: Well we just acted like nothing happened. My Dad read the
paper, I stared coldly at her, she acted awkward like she
always did and tried to be friendly with me... Hey, you know
pretty soon we'll have our own horny adolescent boy jacking
off in the house...
A: Ya know, lover, I can't stand the thought. Goddamn Billy
- he was such a cute baby ... Really, you know the kids
can't hear us from all the way across the house.
J: I'm not sure - we should run a test - sometime when we're
alone in the house, you do yourself in here and give full
voice, and I'll get in Billy's room and see what I hear.
A: Yeah.... and you'll jack off if you can hear me?
J: Maybe even if I can't - God, that takes me back to my own
room at home - three times a day! - it was the only good
thing about being a teenager... at least that's the way it
seems looking back.
A: I don't think I make as much noise when I do myself.
J: So it's all a big act for my benefit?
A: Exactly! Like Meg Ryan - you guys DO need your egos
stroked.
J: Really, it's true though - you CAN control whether you
make noise or not - think of all the times we've done it
when we had to be quiet.
A: Like at my parents.
J: Or camping when Billy was little - and you would come
those times, at least sometimes you would.
A: Hey lover - I ALWAYS come with you - my big powerful
studly man -
J: Yeah, yeah - but what about my Meg Ryan point? If you can
be quiet when you want, doesn't that mean when you yell you
are doing it on purpose?
A: I can stop myself - that doesn't mean I MAKE myself yell
- it happens naturally, and I feel like I really came when
it happens.
J: So why not when you do yourself? - don't tell me the
friendly little vibrator doesn't make you come hard!
A: I don't know - no, I come just as hard, I think - harder
sometimes... It's just different. When I do it with you, it
just seems natural to let go and yell - really I don't do it
on purpose - sometimes I don't even know I did it until you
tell me.
J: But when you want to be quiet, you can.
A: No question about it - but it seems like stifling myself
or something.
J: Well I'm not sure I get it, but I sure like it.
A: I gotta say - I like it that you like it.
J: I love to fuck you. I love it when you come.
A: You too, lover - your muscles go all stiff - you shake -
you make these little grunty sounds that you don't make any
other time - and I feel like you're melting inside me...
J: Well I just love you.
A: Oh you doofus - you still make me shiver whenever you say
that...
J: Awwww - hugs ... ... Now I really am getting sleepy.
A: Can I snuggle like this? I know I'm sweaty.
J: Feels good, honey... You know there really is something
about the night before a trip.
A: It does tend to get you frisky... Got some nice little
travel nookie fantasies stirring?
J: Who, me?
A: Mr. Innocent ... on the prowl in the airports and hotels
of America. Who're you planning to fuck this time?
J: You're projecting - that's your game - I'm the faithful
husband, all business...
A: Right - Oh I can see her, walking down the aisle of the
plane.
J: OK - you have me hoping - I'm thinking please sit here,
ma'am, please sit here!'
A: And fortune smiles, she has the aisle seat next to you -
she stops - your eyes meet - you reach a secret
understanding.
J: Hey, lady - wannafuck?'
A: No, you loser - this woman isn't your WIFE - you have to
treat her right - flirt delicately - use your famous wit and
intelligence...
J: Meanwhile you are back here making it with the tennis
pro.
A: You bet - Oh Igor - Igor... do me... yes, there,
harder!'
J: Where's Igor's boyfriend?
A: Oh yes, he's up my ass - oh YES - Ladislaw!'
J: Ladislaw?
A: Well why not? Igor can only get it up for me when
Ladislaw's there. And I mean THERE.
J: You are a disgusting slut... Oh God, I didn't see it
until now - she's a dyke!
A: Your seatmate? Not a chance... Maybe a little bi - like
most of us girls... Hey, maybe Igor isn't the pro I'm making
it with - maybe it's Mabel!
J: No, Mabel does it with Claire.
A: Claire?
J: Well you said I was supposed to use subtlety, so instead
of wannafuck?' I said Hi I'm Joe' - and she said I'm
Claire.' Could be lying of course. These dykes often go
around under false names...
A: Mmm... Uh, lover boy - what's this little fella doing?
J: No more fooling around - I just said we could lie like
spoons. I need my beauty sleep - especially if I'm going to
satisfy poor Claire tomorrow.
A: But she's a lesbo.
J: Yeah but you know all they need is a good fuck from a
real man to straighten them out...
A: That's not what Mabel says!... Mmm - MORE interesting
activity down here.
J: Babe, I really do need my beauty sleep.
A: This beauty sure ain't asleep .... So who are you
thinking about? Claire? Me and Igor? Me and Mabel?
J: You and Ladislaw.
A: Oh no you don't - don't get any ideas about back there.
J: You brought Ladislaw up -
A: So to speak -
J: Har-de-har. Mm, let's see now... you're very wet here.
A: Yeah well you said it - you came a bucket.
J: Why don't you turn around? We'll spoon the other way.
...
A: What was that about your beauty sleep? Sir - your hand is
on my breast!
J: Feels nice.
A: Mmmm - good! Mm, yes, smear that around.
J: It's a special mix of you and me.
A: Mostly you, you big old squirty pig.
J: Well I'd been storing it up for a while.
A: Bullshit, you've been playing with the computer, and I
know what that means.
J: Hard work! Reports!
A: Disgusting porn! Jerking off!
J: No, sweetie - I save myself for you.
A: And for Claire... Hey, your friend is poking me.
J: When your nipple gets hard like that, my friend tends to
get hard too - he's a sympathetic guy.
A: He's knocking where a respectable friend wouldn't go.
J: Ladislaw's place.
A: You want to put him in there, don't you, lover?
J: Naah, he's just nosin' around - he's headed back to his
regular home - whoa, it's all furry and wet and slippery...
A: Oh Joey - I wish I could let you in back there - I would
if it didn't hurt so much.
J: Oh well - hemorrhoids and the romantic life... goes along
with pissing with the door open!
A: What we women give up for motherhood... Oh - Joe, lover -
yes - oh stay in while I roll on my tummy - let's do the
doggie - wait, a pillow - there ... get your big friend to
work.... Ohhh, yes, he feels soooo nice.
J: Play with yourself, with your clittie, those hot little
fingers.
A: Oh yes - they know what to do - oh you bastard - fuck
your baby while she plays with herself... Oh you're all big
and hard again...
J: I feel harder than the first time - I've got my super-hardon -
A: Hey - does that mean you won't come again?
J: I don't think I will, but I'm having lots of fun - just
let yourself go - come whenever you feel like it.
A: Ohhhhh - that's good. Yes play with me back there - put
your fingertip in ... lover, I'm so hot, I AM going to come
again - I can feel it on the way! Oh I love it when you fuck
me!
J: Does this hurt?
A: No - that's perfect - like the tip of your tongue going
in there ...
J: You're a dirty girl.
A: I'm your filthy-mouthed little slut, and I love it when
you fuck me and talk dirty to me.
J: I'm fingering your asshole, my cock is hard in your wet
pussy ....
A: Ohhhh ... you fucker - I feel your balls slapping into my
fingers and my clittie... Ohhh... That's it, fuck me!...
Lover, listen, you're gonna do that Claire - when you get
her to your hotel room I'll be hiding in the closet... Ohh
YES .. And you'll get her clothes off, and you'll be fucking
her brains out on the bed - she'll be coming and moaning and
screaming... That's it, do me there!... I'll come up behind
you - I'll spread your cheeks - I'll kiss and lick your
little hot spot while you keep fucking her.
J: Oh that's good... Ohhhh, you are so hot. Lick my asshole,
lick my balls, make me hot, so I can fill her with my come.
A: Yes, I'll rim you, and I'll lick your balls, and smell
her hot sex smell where you are fucking her. Oh, lover,
yess, keep doing that with your finger - I'm almost there.
Uuuhng... uuungh .... uuuungh - AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!...
J: Ohhh, I can't QUITE get there... mmm
...
A: Well kiddo, I sure did - I wish you could have too.
J: It's almost like coming, when I get close like that - it
feels really good - see, I'm starting to shrink already.
A: But not as good as coming...
J: Well, not quite - but I sure do feel good - and I love it
when you come.... Mmmm, now I AM going to sleep - honey,
I'll just leave quietly in the morning - the limo is coming
at 6.
A: Wake me up for a good-bye kiss. You big turkey - I'll be
OK - you know if we do it the night before you go that means
your plane can't crash - and doing it twice is extra
insurance.
J: So this was all just a safety precaution?
A: Yep - it's like getting your seat into the full upright
position... I just wish you could have come that last time.
J: Well in my younger days I would have.
A: Don't give me that old man talk, I know you are just
saving it for Claire...
J: Well you're gonna help me with her - imagine, kissing me
where a decent woman wouldn't even THINK of - gee I'd better
get myself nice and clean back there -
A: Don't worry about that, lover - you know, the Joe who
gets to fuck Claire - that guy never has to shit anyway.
J: Oh you foulmothed philosophical slut...
A: I love you too, you turkey - good night...
-End of Chapter 1-
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