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On many of her stories, but not on my copy of this one, deirdre wrote:
Permission granted to archive, repost, or publish in low-cost CD-ROM
archives of alt groups. Permission granted to publish in anthologies of
this type of material if attributed to deirdre and an author's payment is
sent to AIDS research in the name of deirdre. -- deirdre
I'm taking this as a general permission.
Story written 12/20/94
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Flight
by deirdre
She had long beautiful black hair and was impossibly young. She gave us
the standard greeting as we came through the entry. I thought about Jay
behind me--I was certain he had noticed her.
The plane was almost deserted. Once in flight, we flipped up the arm rest
between us and I lay against Jay who lay against the wall. It was nice
like that and I spread Jay's coat over us like a blanket.
I was feeling sleepy. We had hours of night-time flying in front of us.
The hum of the plane was somehow comforting. Jay held me in his arms. I
felt him slip his fingers into the waste of my pants. That's Jay for you.
In my panties. He slowly fingered me. I opened my eyes. I felt that
feeling growing inside me.
The stewardess walked by. It was so strange to have Jay fingering me
right there in front of someone. It was a different stewardess--she was
blond and older. I liked her looks--more mature and very attractive.
Jay withdrew his fingers and I could tell he was sleepy. Soon I could
feel that he was sleeping. I slipped my own fingers where his had been.
I fingered so slowly. I wanted that feeling, more and more. The blond
stewardess came back and stopped. I stopped my fingers, laying there
frozen. She looked right at me and then smiled. I was sure it was a
knowing smile. Then she went on and I fingered myself more. I kept
fingering ever so slowly and soon I was ever so ready. Kneeling--I had a
vision of her kneeling between my legs, licking me. I fingered and
fingered and came.
I was quiet--I can be quiet, but I was glad she wasn't there: I realized my
mouth had been hanging open and I shut it. Jay was awake again--he must
have sensed my orgasm. I felt his fingers slipping in, joining mine. I
like the feel of his fingers, of my love's ministrations. He fingered me
slowly--he knows. Then I was feeling that feeling again. He wasn't
stopping and I knew he wouldn't. I wanted to make sure I didn't lay there
with my mouth open. The stewardesses weren't there--they were in the
front or something. Doing something. I thought of the dark-haired one
standing with her skirt up, having the blonde lick her. My body stiffened
and Jay's fingers didn't stop. Oh, it was even better.
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Flight
by deirdre
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