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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Plane Fun (MF, exh, reluc, mast, mile-high) by Scott Benson (scott_subtoy@hotmail.com) *** A little blackmail, and getting a hand in the bargain has its rewards, and drawbacks. *** He made himself comfortable in his seat and closed his eyes as the long airplane flight began. He must have fallen asleep for as he gained consciousness sweet dreams of Laura's soft body faded from his mind. As he thought more about her sexual body that didn't quit, he felt slight stirrings in his loins. "Darn! Why now?" he thought as they grew into more distinct pleas for relief. He thought of the cramped design of the rest room and looked to find a line of several people queued at the rear of the plane. "Well, that's out." He recalled a passage in one of his books from a 'special' section of his library that described a dilemma such as this. In that instance, a blanket was placed on the lap to hide the activity underneath. He had never understood how to deal with the mess or how to prevent facial expressions and body reactions from giving the situation away. He considered the problem and decided that using his handkerchief would absorb most of the sticky mess. As he looked over at the girl seated next to him, along the aisle, intending to ask her if she would get the blanket from the overhead compartment, he was surprised to find her smiling eyes staring at him. He had always wondered if women observing him could tell when he was very horny so now her crafty expression led him to believe that she did at least. Or had he mumbled things during his dream? Well, she was just going to have to deal with it, he thought, as he asked her politely to retrieve the blanket for him. After getting the blanket, he placed it over his lap and settled down to dream more of Laura. His musings were interrupted abruptly as he felt some movements on top of the blanket. He quickly opened his eyes and saw the girl beside him leaning in his direction with her hand placed on the blanket. His confusion increased as he saw the playful look in her eyes as she asked, "How much?" "Huh?" he responded, not deriving any meaning from her question. "How much are you willing to pay me to help take care of your little problem here?" she whispered back. "What little problem?" he replied, still not understanding. She pushed her hand down on the blanket, causing his aching to increase, and said, "This little problem." Feeling very defensive, he angrily shot back, "What if I 'don't' want you to help me take care of it?" Fury welled in her eyes as she replied, "Then I'll just remove this blanket so everyone can see what you are doing," and snatched the blanket aside. As she looked down at his lap, disappointment spread over her face as she found that his pants were not open and his hands were innocently at his side. "Well, I'm glad I wasn't entirely wrong," she cooed as she indicated the small spot of moisture barely discernible on his pants. She moved her hand over to his lap and began to rub the spot with her fingers, smearing the sticky substance and causing more to seep out through the material. He was so dazed at her bold actions and the pleasurable sensations her hand was creating that he could not carry through on his resolve to make her stop. In fact, his utter disbelief that this could and was happening added to the pulsing desire raging in his loins. Her caressing became more determined and she moved her other hand to her lap and opened her pants, to his further amazement. He stared as he could just barely see the tender flesh between her legs as she slipped her hand there. Shaking his head, he was finally able to gain enough clarity of thought to act. He grabbed the blanket and spread it over their laps. Not long after the blanket was in place, he felt the initial spasms that indicated that the girl's skillful stroking would soon take him to a climax. As he flew over the edge, he tried desperately to control his body. He heard soft groaning from the seat next to him and realized that she had also gotten off. The sweet release flowed through his body, almost overwhelming the intense outrage he felt at the girl for taking advantage of him and the situation. She moved the hand from between her legs to her face and licked the pearly liquid from her fingers with her lips. She played a bit in the soggy morass in his lap with her other hand before wiping it on his pant leg and removing it from under the blanket. She looked at him and said, "I hope you enjoy your sticky mess, 'cause you deserve it for not letting him shoot off somewhere else." After that, much to his surprise, she lifted her end of the blanket off her lap and folded it over on top of his. She grabbed her pants, pulled them up around her waist, snapped them shut and zipped up the zipper. "Enjoy the rest of your flight," she shot at him as she leaned back in her seat and prepared to doze off, a contented smile on her face. He kept the blanket concealing his lap until the plane touched down. As he got to his feet, he quickly donned his coat and buttoned it to hide the wet stain. The girl smirked at him when he started to carefully walk down the aisle, trying to minimize the discomfort that the sticky-wet ooze caused. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. They should be outside playing in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 25