PLANES continued
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Posted:Oct 26, 2006 8:18 pm
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...As I rose, I began unbuttoning my slacks and let them fall to my feet, I pressed the swollen head of my dripping cock against the hot wetness of her clasping pussy... As I entered her, she turned her head back towards me and as I leaned forward to kiss her, she whispered, "My God, I have NEVER cum like that in my life..."
It wasn't long before my cock was pumping a thick and steady load into her hot cunt. My orgasm was extremely intense due the time passed since I had last cum. my heavy balls were slapping her swollen and tender clit in a firm and steady pace. I am quite sure that she must have felt the mighty blast as the first spurt launched into her hot pussy must have been like a rocket going off in her.
As I gripped the curve of her flowing hips, I leaned into her, thrusting exquisitely deeply and teasingly slowly as the subsequent waves of exquisite pleasure flowed steadily in what seemed an eternal fountain of volcanic man cum.
My breath was panting, my muscles quivering, my heart racing, and I nearly collapsed from the intensity of my climax.
Yet, I had not had enough of her and my thrusting... while slowed in rhythm... was strongly steady, and intimately deep... when she again turned her head back towards me and said, "Lover, we need to find a hotel room where we can continue this..."
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Posted:Oct 17, 2006 3:02 pm
Last Updated:Oct 13, 2008 7:37 pm
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Just got home from vacation in Hawaii. I'm totally exhausted and will be updating the BLOG in a couple of days.
Just as a note, I was on the 16th floor of the Outrigger Reef Hotel when the earthquake struck... and she screamed, "The earth is moving..."
But, that is another story.
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Rules.
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Posted:Sep 30, 2006 7:06 pm
Last Updated:May 16, 2010 10:48 am
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Alrighty then... I am going to a lot of work to write these rememberances. So far, I am letting anybody and everybody read them.
I have decided upon a rule. If I see that you have read my blog and not left a comment. You will be blocked from reading in the future.
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Planes
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Posted:Sep 27, 2006 4:46 pm
Last Updated:Jul 4, 2011 7:21 pm
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When I graduated from basic training at Ft. Knox, Kentucky, I received two weeks leave to go home to Northern California before reporting to Ft. Lewis, Washington.
As it turned out, the earliest flight I could get out of Louisville did not depart until 10pm. Our graduation ceremony ended at 11am and when I informed the Drill Sargent of my flight and requested to be allowed to wait in the barracks, his barking reply was, "You are no longer a trainee, these barracks are for trainees... Get the fuck out of my barracks, SHIT BIRD"!
Consequently, I found myself, in full dress uniform, in the Louisville airport with ten hours to kill before my flight departed. So after exploring the place, I found a row of chairs at the far end of the terminal, away from the ticket counters, that faced a large window that offered a view of the flight line, as well as a strategic view of a staircase that led to the second level mezzanine.
The row of chairs were all linked together as is typical in airports. The difference from today being that; at that time, smoking was allowed in the terminal and at every 6th chair, the line was broken with a small table with a built-in ashtray, (the significance of this detail will become apparent later in the story). Being a smoker I chose a chair that had a table immediately to my right.
This staircase was one of those with a center steel beam and the stairs cantilevered, so that from underneath, one can see through the staircase, so to speak. As luck would have it, there was a lounge upstairs for the flight crews and so while I was pretending to read a book I had brought along; I was actually getting some nice up skirt views, as the pretty flight attendants were using the staircase.
Short skirts were the fashion at the time!
Being that it had been 8 weeks since I had even touched a woman,(or even had an opportunity to masturbate) and due to the super-natural horniness of my youth, as you might imagine, during my every waking moment, my cock was harder than Chinese arithmetic.
After sitting there for about an hour, the pedestrian traffic literally died and I found myself alone.
So, I actually started reading the book. It wasn't long before I heard the clicking of high-heels approaching from my left, I looked up to see a very pretty woman, in her early twenties, long blond hair and a knock-out figure walking towards my location... as she passed, it was clear that she was not a flight attendant, she was carrying a small carry-on bag and it was evident from her dress and style that she was a fellow traveler.
Her sensual walk seemed directed at getting my attention, yet she seemed not to even notice me as she slowly progressed towards and then away from me.
But I knew it would not be long before she passed again, since there was nothing in the direction she was headed and the terminal building ended about twenty-five yards further.
I watched her as she walked away from where I was sitting and saw her stop and look out the window as a jet was departing. She seemed to be killing time, just as I was.
It wasn't long before I started reading again and it seemed that no sooner than I had given the book my attention, than I heard her steady footsteps approaching again. This time I was determined to not let her see me looking at her and kept my focus on my book.
Her footsteps grew louder as she came closer and just as I was thinking she must be right in front of me, they stopped. As difficult as it was, I was determined to not let her see me paying attention to her and so kept my eyes focused downward to my book, pretending to read, but completely focused on her with my ears.
It seemed like ten minutes passed, and then I heard her footsteps moving away... I quickly glanced up to see her headed to the stairway. I'm sure I caught my breath in anticipation of watching her sexy bare legs ascend the stairs and was hoping for a glimpse of panties.
It was as if she had figured out why I was sitting in that exact spot. I have never seen anyone climb stairs so slowly or sensually. About half way up and in the perfect spot for me to get a beautiful view up her skirt, she stopped and put her left foot up to the next stair bending down at the hips, she adjusted her shoe... Could it be... a perfect view... white panties... She seemed to be posing just for me and just as that thought entered my mind, she stood up straight and continued up the stairs.
Need I say that by now, I was trying to think of some place to go find a bit more privacy so that I could stroke my cock. It would only take a few strokes (or, just a gentle breeze), to relieve the pressure... My mind was racing and I was thinking of how glad I would be to get home. I knew that my girlfriend Tina would be picking me up in San Francisco with my mom and sister and I was planning on fucking Tina for three days straight as soon as we got home!
(Sweet Tina, now that's a whole other story)
My mind was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I was startled when I heard a very sweet and sexy female voice to my right... When I looked over, she started to laugh and said, "That must be a great book to hold your attention so intensely..."
I know the instantaneous look of surprise on my face must have looked a bit out of place. But, it was quickly replaced by a smile as I regained my composure and realized that it was the pretty girl who just a bit ago had walked past and then up the stairs.
"... ummmm... What?... Oh yeah, it's a pretty good book", I managed to stammer out. The look of calm assured serenity that she possessed was a bit disconcerting as her gaze fixed upon my eyes. I will never forget the brilliant and startling green color... Like two shimmering emeralds.
Her face was gorgeous with a more than a slight resemblance to Farrah Fawcett. Her skin was like fresh cream with just a hint of natural peach, her lips were full and smooth, a fine beauty to be sure.
Her steady gaze never flinched as she reached into her purse and removed a pack of cigarettes, "Mind if I smoke she asked"?
I reached into my pocket and removed my lighter, extending it to her across the small table that separated us, I did the "Zippo-Flip", (a trick I had learned and practiced while on guard duty. For those who do not know it, it is a one handed snapping action with a Zippo lighter where it is flicked open and lit all in one quick movement).
As she placed her cigarette between those incredible ripe-raspberry lips, she reached out with both hands to steady mine and lit her cigarette, taking a long draw, Her eyes still had not left mine, and she almost whispered, "Thank you".
"Where'd you learn how to do that with your lighter"? she asked. "Ummm... Well, I've had a lot of time on my hands lately", I replied...
"I bet you have had more than that on your hands lately... Looks to me like you haven't seen a woman in quite some time... So, you gonna tell me why you are sitting in that particular chair or should I guess?"
"Well, I'm right handed and the ashtray is right here on my right", I said at the same time that I am sure I must have blushed at least five shades of red.
"Yeah... But there are at least twenty ashtrays that you passed to choose this particular one..."
"Yeah, that's true... But, I wanted to find someplace quiet to read... I've got ten hours to kill before my flight and just wanted some privacy..."
"I think you are BS'ing me... I think you've been watching the girls climb those stairs and looking up their skirts!"
Her eyes were dancing as she said that and the piercing intensity of her gaze, told me everything that I needed to know.
"yeah, you are right, and in fact, one girl gave me a really special view. By the way, my name is Steve..."
In the conversation that ensued, I learned that her name was Catrin and that she was from Fort Wayne, Indiana. She was traveling to Florida to meet the family of her fiancee and she was really pissed that she allowed her future mother-in-law to make her travel arrangements which had caused her to also have a very long lay-over in Louisville. And as luck would have it, (you have probably already guessed) she was taking the same flight out of Louisville as me to catch a connecting flight in Atlanta.
It didn't take long before the small talk was exhausted and she steered the conversation back to the staircase, by asking, "So, you know what's up those stairs?"
I replied that I had gone up to look but only found a lounge for the flight attendants and a construction area that was walled off with a temporary plywood and plastic sheeting curtain wall.
She asked if I had looked into the construction area and I replied that I had not.
Again the sparkle in her eyes told me that she was leading up to something. I noticed that her right hand had gone into the suit jacket that matched her skirt and she leaned closer to me as if to whisper something. As I leaned forward to listen, her hand came out of her pocket and she held it out towards me, I could tell she had something clasped in her closed fist and as I reached out to take it, she said, "This is what you were trying so hard to see... and there is something upstairs I want to show you..."
I felt the soft silk of her white panties as she placed the garment into my hand, the heat of her fingertips was like a signal that coursed directly to my brain causing an instant craving to ravish her on the spot, without concern for who might see or what trouble we might incur.
Thankfully, my higher reasoning took over and I stood, saying, "Well, let's go have a look then..."
Need I mention that it was somewhat difficult to walk as we crossed the floor to the stairs and I had to pause to try to discreetly adjust my hard cock.
As I followed her up the stairs, I was thankful to my mother for teaching me how to properly a lady up and down stairs. The view of her nicely curving hips, slim waist, and magnificently round ass was like taking a peek at the gates of heaven itself.
When we reached the mezzanine, she turned left towards the construction barricade. She led me directly to a personnel door that I had not noticed when I had re-conned the area earlier. Catrin opened the door and we stepped through, closing it behind us. I took a moment to survey the area and assure myself that we were truly alone.
There was a moderate amount of construction debris and materials scattered about, just as is typical on any remodel project. We walked along the half wall of the mezzanine to a point where we could look down to the floor below and also see out the large windows to the flight line. As we paused, Catrin turned to me and said, "Well, what do you think?"
I answered her with an intense and passionate kiss, her response was filled with the heat of extreme desire, our hands were rapidly exploring, touching, caressing, fondling... Her breath was rushing into her heaving chest as my hands unbuttoned her blouse and squeezed her full breasts... seeking the clasp to release them so that I could pinch, lick and rub her swelling nipples.
The rush of passion that filled us both was unspoken and unstoppable... I wanted to ravish her and fill her molten core with the absolute hardness of my cock.
My mind was racing trying to figure out some one of the positions in the Kama Sutra that would fit for our union and I remembered seeing a couple of concrete blocks. I broke our embrace and said to her, "I'll be back in a minute..."
She had a very questioning look on her face and I reassured her that I was not leaving, but I had a plan.
I retrieved the blocks and placed them on the floor about 18 inches away from the mezzanine half-wall and about 30 inches apart. It didn't take long for her to figure out what I was up to. No sooner than I had placed the blocks on the floor, she immediately stood upon them and faced the viewing window, leaning onto the rail that topped the half-wall. Her ass raised to a perfect height for me to enter her from behind...
I raised her skirt and I recall releasing an uncontrolled and quite audible gasp as I saw her ass for the first time. When I say that it was as fine as any porcelain nude man has made, it is an understatement.
I knelt down and began licking the backs of her knees... Tracing the flat roughness of my hot wet tongue slowly upwards, following the curve of her delicate thigh, to the crevice of her delectable ass, down the other thigh... then back the way I came... ever so slowly, each time increasing the intensity and each time, teasing closer and closer to her swollen labia... But not quite touching that pleasure center... teasing and caressing with my hands and tongue. Each time my tongue came close to her ass, she would arch her back a bit more and offer that steamy center to me...Her yearning was apparent from her moans and gasps.
I knew that my cock would explode the moment it entered her hot pussy, so I wanted to make sure that she had at least one orgasm before I penetrated her. When her breathing told me that she was close, I gripped the globes of her ass with my hands, spreading the sweet cheeks apart and buried my nose in her dripping vulva as my tongue and lips sucked the hard berry of her clit.
Catrin's pussy tasted like nectar, her juices flowed heavily as I sucked and licked her tender and swollen clit. She was extremely orgasmic and she came three or four times in rapid succession.
As I rose, I began unbuttoning my slacks and let them fall to my feet, I pressed the swollen head of my dripping cock against the hot wetness of her clasping pussy... As I entered her, she turned her head back towards me and as I leaned forward to kiss her, she whispered, "My God, I have NEVER cum like that in my life..."
(to be continued)
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First Swallow
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Posted:Sep 15, 2006 6:54 am
Last Updated:Apr 14, 2012 6:17 pm
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It seems that I was a very sexual , many of my earliest memories are of childhood expermintation, playing doctor, etc.
However, I think the memory that is most vivid was the night I spent with a childhood friend when we were both 15.
Danny and I had been buds since he moved into the neighborhood three summers before. Like me he had an interest in model cars and we spend lots of time together.
Nothing sexual had ever happened between us and in fact, I do not recall that we ever even had conversations about the girls at school like my other pals and I often had.
One hot summer night, Danny and I were camped out in his back yard. His parents had gone out for the evening and Danny and I raided the liquor cabinent. It was the first time that I had tasted hard liquor and I remember that I was really drunk. The room started to spin and I needed to get outside.
The next thing I remember is that we were each laying atop our sleeping bags looking up at the stars and talking about sneaking into the neighbors pool to cool off. Danny said he didn't want to get caught and that if they heard us, they would report it to his father and he'd get grounded. I promised him that we could be very quiet, just sneak in, walk into the water and come back to his yard. He suggested that we just use the hose to wet ourselves instead and I agreed.
In any event, since we were only wearing cut-offs, we started spraying each other with the waterhose and soon we were throughly soaked and cooled off. When we returned to out sleeping bags, we realized that we didn't want to get the sleeping bags wet, and we stripped down. I couldn't help but admire Danny's slim and nearly hairless body in the moonlight. Nor could I help but notice his rising erection as he quickly layed face down in an attempt to hide it.
While we lay there, we talked of who knows what... But, somehow I steered the converation to sex. I remember asking Danny is he had ever had a blowjob. He said he hadn't... I asked if I could touch his cock. My suprise was when he rolled over and replied, "Yeah, if I can touch yours too..."
His cock was fully erect, probably a good 8 inches long and a bit on the thick side. The only hair on his body was a small patch of pubes and his large smooth balls were glistening in the moonlight. I remember how it jumped when I reached out and gripped it... We were laying in a 69 position, stroking each other and soon, I had a very strong urge to suck his beautiful dick.
I told Danny that I wanted to suck his cock but I was afraid that he would tell the other at school or that he wouldn't want to be friends anymore. He didn't say anything, instead, he started sucking my cock and soon we were in a truly hot 69.
Danny's cock felt so damned good in my mouth, I loved feeling it swell and throb against my tongue... I could feel the blood coursing through it as I sucked, licked and slurped while my hands were stroking the shaft and tickling his balls. I was so horny, I wanted to taste his cum.... But, him sucking me was a distraction and it was impossible to stay focused on what was bringing him close to ejaculation.
I told him to lay back and relax and let me suck it. I changed positions and got between his legs so that I could focus on making him feel good. I took the head of his pulsing member into my mouth, one hand cupped his balls and the other was firmly gripping and stroking the thick, engorged shaft. I sucked that sweet cock for all I was worth. Sucking it the way I would suck my own if I could. Lots of intense tongue friction and strong suction with steady rhythmic stroking of his shaft.
Before long, Danny murmered, "I'm gonna cum"... It is funny that he felt a need to warn me, since I could tell by the hardness and throbbing of his cock that he had been holding back for a few minutes already... But I wanted to feel that hard dick explode in my mouth so I just kept going and moaned, "mmmmm...hmmmmm..."
Within seconds I felt the spurts of his sweet cum squirting into my throat and mouth... I swallowed every drop, even though I did have to fight a gag reflex a time or two as his hot thick cum blasted to the back of my throat.
As his orgasm subsided, I layed back on my sleeping bag and started dozing... About 15 minutes later, I heard Danny say, "It's your turn now", as he crawled between my legs and began licking my balls.
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SISTERLY LOVE
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Posted:Sep 13, 2006 10:40 pm
Last Updated:May 28, 2011 1:39 am
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Two girls is fine... Two sisters is great... Asian sisters playing together is BEYOND compare!!!
Many years ago, my sweet Asian (now ex) wife, lost her dear mother to cancer. My wife's younger sister came to live with us. One night after a few drinks, a bit of cannibis, and some rather explicit conversation; the sister started telling us how she had always fantasized about making love to us both.
Imagine my instant and explosive erection when my now ex-wife said, "Let's go upstairs and take a shower together..."
Watching my ex shave her sister's sweet, delicate and rather young oriental flower, was only the beginning of the fun!
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