Tropical Heat Wave
Date: 06.02.2010
Keywords: Wave, Heat, Tropical,
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"Thank you those of you who have been kind enough to read my stories and any comments you might have are always welcome...... "
The drone of the plane's jet engines filled Rick's ears as it cruised at 39,000 feet in the dark night. He and Lynn were on their way to the tropic islands for a much needed holiday. Their work schedules conflicted the last few months and they decided that a holiday in a warmer climate was just the right prescription. Rick had mentioned their plans to their friend, Dave, whom they had not seen in a few months. The longer the conversation continued, the more Dave knew he also needed a vacation. Rick invited him to meet he and Lynn in the tropics where they could all vacation together and catch up on old times. When Rick told Lynn about this plan, she agreed wholeheartedly. Her first thought was of Dave and his large cock.
Though she had never made love to him, she had seen his cock by accident. Dave had spent the weekend at their apartment a few months ago. One morning she awoke early and when she opened the bathroom door, she saw Dave drying off from his shower. Standing naked in the middle of the room, she couldn't help but notice his cock hanging between his legs. She quickly murmured her apology for busting in on him and shut the door. They did not mention the incident but when her and Rick were in bed that night she told him of the incident. Her mind was filled of visions of Dave's cock that night as they made love. Rick noticed the additional intense lovemaking from his lover as she moaned louder than usual when she climaxed. Now that Dave was going to join them in the tropics, Lynn thought more and more about how it would feel to have his cock lodged in her pussy.
Rick looked around the half empty plane wondering when the airlines would begin to get back to normal. The economy was still struggling and with increased security at the airports, many people were deciding to either stay home or travel closer to home. He and Lynn were near the back of the plane in the middle section. There were five seats across the middle section and they had the whole row to themselves. Two people began the flight sitting in the same row but moved when they found they could either sit near a window or have two seats to themselves. Across the aisle on both sides, elderly couples slept during the late night flight. He was glad they decided to take the later flight since they would arrive in the early morning and it would give them a fresh start on the tropical island. He knew he'd pay for the jet lag but he figured he was on holiday and could sleep on the beach in the cabanas all day.
Looking down he saw Lynn's flaming red hair in his lap resting on the small airline pillow. She had a headset on listening to Madonna, The Beach Boys, or classical music. She loved all sorts of music and Rick had asked her once about her choices of music and artists. She told him that she had music for all sorts of moods and by having such a wide variety she could soothe her inner self to whichever mood hit her. Her body lay across several seats, covered by the blanket she found in the overhead bin. Rick placed his hand on her shoulder and began lightly stroking up and down her arm.
He thought about her perky breasts, wishing he could lean over and gently suck a nipple into his mouth. He loved fondling her breasts with light strokes and feeling her nipples harden under his touch. She would moan softly at first when his lips made contact with her breasts and then become more vocal as her desire heightened.
She stirred a little as his hands lightly ran over her shoulders and down to her waist. Listening to the throbbing sounds of Santana and the light touches of Rick's hand brought about a heightened sense of desire. Picking her head up, she looked around at the empty seats beside them and a thought formulated in her mind. She sat up and told Rick that she had to use the restroom and would be right back. On her way to the restroom she noticed that everyone in her aisle was sleeping. A smile formed on her lips as she made her to the back of the plane. After using the facilities, she took her underwear off and stuffed them into her pocket.
"No sense letting this long flight get in the way of having a bit of fun" she thought to herself as she made her way back to her seat.
Rick noticed the smile on her face when she sat down next to him. Leaning close to her ear he said "what are you smiling about?"
"Oh nothing my sweet pet" she said with a devilish grin.
Lynn lay down again, covering herself with the blanket and putting her headphones back on her head. Rick felt her shuffling around and thought he heard the sound of her zipper. Looking down at her face he saw her eyes closed and a smile on her lips. Her arms, concealed by the blanket, were lying in her lap.
Rick placed his hand on her shoulder and slid it under the blanket. Whatever she was up to, Rick knew it had to be good. His hand trailed down her arm and when he got to her wrist, he felt the material of her jeans and knew where her fingers were. Moving downward, his hand covered hers at the triangle between her thighs. Her body stiffened slightly knowing she had been caught. Her hand moved out of the way of his, allowing his strong fingers to replace hers.
"So this was her little secret" Rick thought to himself as her felt the thin wisp of pubic hair on his fingers.
He looked around to see if anyone was watching and satisfied that the people around them were still sleeping, slowly rubbed her mound just above her clit. His cock responded to the action as his mind pictured his finger slowly rubbing over her mound of pleasure. He pressed his finger harder against her skin and slid it downward. He pushed further downward and was rewarded when her thighs opened just enough to allow his fingers access to her opening. Her slick juices covered his fingertips as he rubbed around the opening slowly. He felt Lynn move, trying to give him a better target to shoot at in these tight quarters.
Lynn's mind reeled when she felt his hand cover hers, wanting him to take her there almost eight miles high in the air. She listened to the insistent music of Santana, feeling the strong drumbeats throughout her body. A thought of their friend Dave flashed into her brain and her juices immediately began to flow. She thought of that day in the bathroom, seeing his cock hanging invitingly, but now she envisioned it was Dave's cock rubbing against her moist slit instead of Rick's fingers.
When Rick slipped a finger inside her vagina, she moaned silently and pushed her body against Rick's leg. She felt the single digit slipping deeper into her tunnel. Lynn bit her lip, wanting to cry out and tell Rick of the pleasure he was imparting on her body. Her juices coated his finger, making it easier for him to penetrate her. She felt him pull out and slide his wet finger over her clit. Her body reacted to the slow insistent pressure on her clit, hips moving back and forth in time to his movements.
His fingers slid back and forth over the slippery skin of her pussy. Touching one area, moving to another area, lingering just long enough to keep her wondering where his fingers would stop next. He moved his fingers slowly, deliberately, applying pressure to her sensitive areas, and then fleeing to give her pleasure elsewhere.
When his finger returned to her moist opening, he added another finger to join the first one. Lynn imagined that the two fingers invading her pussy were Dave's cock. She imagined them together that day in the bathroom, having Dave pull her onto the vanity and sinking his large cock into her pussy while he nibbled at her neck. Her hips began rocking back and forth faster on Rick's finger as her mind pictured Dave's cock sawing in and out of her.
In her daydream, Dave's lips trailed down to her erect nipples lightly licking and sucking on her hard nubs. Her own hand moved to her covered breast and softly massaged her own tits. She ran her finger over her nipples, feeling them grow in her bra. Grabbing a nipple, she pinched it as if Dave was biting it. Lost in the world between fantasy and reality, Lynn felt the heat in her body taking control.
She whispered to her imaginary lover "Ahhhh ... that's it baby fuck me with your hard cock ... come on baby fuck me harder ... ohhhh I love your hard cock ramming into my hot pussy. Bite my nipples ... ohhh they are so hard and tender for your lips ... that's it baby, bite them harder ... yesssss that's it harder."
Rick felt her vaginal muscles grabbing his cock then releasing it as if his cock were lodged in her cunt. He crooked his finger and found her G-spot, slowly rubbing it. Lynn's body stiffened more as new waves of delight washed over her. She burrowed her head into his thigh, pulling the pillow over her face to quiet the sounds of ecstasy. He looked down in the darkness and watched her hips move faster under the blanket. Rick knew that it wouldn't long now before she climaxed. He only hoped that nobody around them were aware of what they were doing.
Lynn's body took over, taking her desire into overdrive. She now envisioned herself bent over the front of the vanity, watching her breasts bob back and forth as Dave fed his cock into her pussy from behind. She saw Dave standing behind her, holding her hips, pushing his massive tool in and out of her. His hands came around to her breast and when she pinched one of them hard, it was his strong hands dishing out the pleasure.
She imagined Dave whispering into her ear with each thrust "take my cock bitch ... you are my little bitch aren't you? You know you want my cock rammed up your cunt until you cum all over it. Your cunt feels so fucking good wrapped around my cock. I'm going to fill you with my hot cum bitch. You want that don't you my little baby bitch? You want to be my bitch don't you?"
Her hips moved faster on Rick's fingers, as her mind fucked their best friend.
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Keywords: Wave, Heat, Tropical,