Chapter 18
Vic said that I started it, and there's probably an element of truth in that. Well, maybe more than an element, but I'll only admit to that if I'm praised for it. But if I'm blamed ... forget it. I had nothing to do with it.
Everything was all right until we got to the airport. It was there that we learned the plane would be delayed, mainly because of inclement weather. That can mean anything I've learned. The passenger never gets to the root of it; he just waits.
And wait we did. And wait some more. And some more. First we had a leisurely breakfast. Then a long lunch. And finally an endless supper. All compliments of the airline. If anything like this has ever happened to you you'll know what I mean. In the beginning it's fun: you have extra time to shop duty free or to talk to people you've never really had a chance to know. Then you become twitchy-wanting to get home because the next day you have to get up and go to work. Your only solace is food, food to feed the twitch. And so, by the end of the day you feel bloated and perhaps a little drunk, all of which serves to cover up the little voice inside you that's screaming "I want to go home."
That's how we felt when we got the announcement to board the plane at ten o'clock in the evening, twelve hours after we had set off from the hotel in Copenhagen. We had the plane pretty much to ourselves, which is always nice. Everyone ran for the seats they had had on. the trip over and by eleven o'clock we were in the air and being served "midnight supper." The last "twitch feeder" of the day.
I suspect that the airline thought that this would put us to sleep, but they should know better when they deal with people on a Skinner Special tour. All of us-and I do mean all of us-were wide awake and raring to go, yours truly included.
I had my eye on the steward from the moment we boarded the plane. He looked different from a number of the stewards I had encountered. Usually the other type are handsome in an antiseptic way-like dentists. This one-Jens-was adorable. He was tall and broad, with longer than regulation cut blond hair and blue-green eyes. He positively reeked sex. Even in his white jacket.
After the "midnight supper" was served and the lights were turned out, I sat there thinking about him. Vic had gone off to "talk" with Francie and Christie, and even Mary was embroiled in conversation with the two lawyers. I had the seat to myself and I stretched out on it, my head against the window.
I must have dozed off for a few seconds because when I awoke there was certainly a lot of moaning going on in the Economy Section. I knew it wasn't the plane-it was us!
I started to twist around in my seat, just to see what was going on (I'm a great busybody, you see, especially in matters relating to sex) when a voice said, "There's a private party in the lounge. Please come."
Immediately I recognized Jen's voice, and I followed him upstairs like a dog follows a scent. It certainly was a private party, at first. Just the two of us. I expected that. But how was I to know that he bad also extended the invitation-in a half hour's time, of course-to the rest of the group?
Most of the lights had been turned off, and the only illumination we had was from a few of the side lights. It was very cosy, and very quiet. At least we were spared the Muzak.
Jens wasted no time. After the preliminary, "Vivi, I have heard so much about you. I have always waijted to meet you. You are even more beautiful than people have told me. Your hair, your eyes, your...." which was certainly designed to give any woman's ego a boost, Jens kissed me.
It was an extraordinary kiss. He took me in his arms, pressing me to him with his hand on the small of my back. Then he brought his lips close to mine, nibbling and kissing the top, then opening my mouth slowly so that our tongues could meet. When they did it was like dynamiter his tongue darted into my mouth, drawing me out to him, then lingering, drawing me out, then lingering. Then his mouth moved to my cheek and cheekbone, and finally, when he reached my hairline I could feel his breath in my ear. I shivered with delight and continued to do so when he ran his tongue over my earlobes and then into my ear. He blew into my ear again and again and while I moaned I licked his neck.
When he buried his face in my hair, twisting and turning my neck, I put my hand on the buttons of his jacket and started to open them. One button opened. Then another. Then the last. I sought his cock with my fingertips, pressing in his stomach and then putting my hand inside the waistband of his trousers. His kisses became more intense and I could feel his small, sharp teeth digging into my flesh. I ran my hand down his belly while continuing to suck on the skin of his neck.
I touched his cock and he groaned when I. took him in hand. His warm breath sparked off in me an incredible passion and I stroked his prick time and again, feeling its hardness grow under my fingers. Just at that moment I felt my dress being unzipped from the back and brought over my chest. Instantly he unhooked my bra and my breasts offered themselves to him. I slipped my hand from his pants, letting the top of my dress fall forward and my bra fall to the floor. Then I began to unzip his fly.
His kisses continued and he worked his way down my neck, across my chest, and over my breasts. He licked me, bit me, kissed me and caressed me with that wonderful mouth of his, taking in bits of my breasts and making them tingle. I could feel my juices flowing from my pulsating cunt, and with one part of me I cried out for completion and with the other I wished this could go on and on.
I presented my nipples to his mouth and he sucked on them greedily, going back and forth between them. In minutes they were hard, as hard as his long, strong cock that I had in. my hand.
His kisses continued and he. worked his way down my chest to my navel. There he rested for a time, licking it and blowing into it, pressing his chin against my stomach. With each kiss he gently eased down my dress, my stockings, and my panties, and by the time he reached my patch I was ready to step out of my shoes and clothes.
I stood there, waves of numbness proceeding down from my head and up from my feet. I moaned and cried out to him when he placed his tongue over my clit, wetting it, licking it, sucking it out to him. If he had continued that way I surely would have come right then, but his body seemed to know what my body was feeling.
He was now on his knees, his hands around my waist. His tongue sought my hips and within seconds these too were numb from his efforts. Still he moved down, kissing my thighs, my knees, my calves and my feet, drawing me close to him and running his hands over the back of my legs. "Ohhh, ohhh," I called to him. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me hard."
With one swift motion he lifted me into the air and set me down on the couch, a mass of pulsating jelly. Then he quickly undressed and took me up again into his arms. We wrapped our arms around each other and I could feel his prick seeking my hole. He held me out and at the same instant that I closed my legs around his waist his cock thrust its way into me. I screamed and moaned, clawing at him and kissing him. I locked my legs and felt him lift me slightly then bring me down brutally upon his searing prick. Again and again he lifted me and brought me down, his prick seeming to go all the way up me, opening me, tearing at me, arousing me.
I was getting number, number by the second. I didn't feel someone put his tongue in my ass, run his hands lightly over my cheeks, and open me up to receive him. Jens was calling to me, "Fuck, fuck, fuck my cock. Fuck my cock." I began to help him, pushing myself up by my thighs and coming down on him as hard as I could.
Suddenly our bodies shuddered and with one powerful thrust I started to come. "Now. Now. Now. Fuck me. Fuck me." Instantly he slammed me down on him and simultaneously I felt a cock sear my asshole. With power it slammed into me; my hole burned with its fire. I rose iip and Jens thrust me down on him, shooting his load into me. Then he drew me up and the cock rammed into my asshole. I came again, feeling its burning fluids shoot inside of me. Jens brought me down, the cock withdrew then slammed into me. "Fuck me, fuck me, harder, harder. Break me. Burn me," I cried out and instantly Jens came and the cock slammed into my asshole and shot its load anew.
Moments later I felt myself falling to the floor. I lay on my back, streaming with come, and then someone entered me. It was Harold Palmer, his still engorged prick aimed at me. "Yes, yes," I yelled to him and he slammed into me, drawing up my hips and thrusting his fingers into my hole.
"Good, good. Fuck, fuck," he called to me ramming me anew with his raging prick. "Now, now," I called to him, feeling another orgasm about to rip through me. He moaned and slammed into my pussy, shooting his load and gasping. I threw back my head in ecstasy and immediately I felt a pussy brush my lips. I sucked at it ravenously, eating the lips, licking the flowing fluids. Harold rammed into me again and we exploded upon one another.
Suddenly he withdrew and when I swung around I heard Kit's voice call to me, "Eat me, lover. Eat me. Suck on me. Fuck me with your mouth." I redoubled my efforts, desiring to give her all that I had left in me. I could feel her teeth on my clit and I responded by putting mine on hers. We ate each other, then ate each other again, our tongues in each other's hole, our fingers plunging into each other's ass. Our mouths sought each other fully and Kit's fluids streamed from her, covering my mouth and nose. "Ahhhhhhhh," she cried. "Ohhhhhhhh. I'm coming. I'm coming. Harder. I thrust into her with my mouth, pressing on her pubic bone and feeling her pulsations in my face. "Ohhh, yes," I laughed, rising up, higher, higher, bursting, exploding....
Just as I began to subside I was torn from her arms by Lester and Billie Phillips. At the same instant Pat Spoorier kissed me and then leapt on Kit and rolled her over on her side. Lester lifted me to my feet, turned me around, and entered me from the back. Billie put her arms around me and sought my mouth with her tongue. As Lester plunged into me, Billie made he rway down to my nipples while I ran my hand over her pussy. Lester slammed into me with such force that I felt his prick in my chest. "Ram it, Lester, ram it," I screamed, and he thrust into me with added vigor. Billie sucked on my nipples and bit them till they stung, whispering to me, "Beautiful. Man you are beautiful." I felt my legs begin to shake and I fucked Billie's hole even more furiously. "Oh yes, oh yes," she called, moving her hips over my fingers. I was rising, rising again, almost ready to explode. The three of us shuddered and groaned. "Now," I said, ready to receive Lester's load.
Someone grabbed me away just as I was about to burst and I found myself pinned down to the floor by Francie, Christie, Myron, and George. Their hands, their lips, their mouths, their cocks, their cunts, their tits, their asses covered me, entered me, withdrew, pinched me, sucked at me, and I threw my arms around them all and we rolled over and over again along the floor. We were like a ball of fire and each touch sent off sparks. Over and over we turned, grabbing at each other, kissing each other, fucking each other. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," we all called out. Just as Myron took aim to enter me I found myself torn from them and dragged over to the couch by Hannah and Hiram.
They lay me down and Hiram thrust his cock into my mouth. I choked and gagged and drew him down, sucking at his sweetness, my pussy being eaten by Hannah. She sucked at me, forcing my juices back into me with the lip of her tongue, licking them out again and smearing them on my clit. With one hand I reached up to take Hiram's cock and with the other I pushed Hannah's face into me. "Harder, Hannah, harder," I tried to scream out but my voice was lost when Hiram's prick exploded in my mouth, drowning me in semen. Again he shot, again and again, my mouth filled to overflowing with his heavy liquid. An explosion ripped through me and I was hurtled over the top, kicking my legs and clawing at Hannah's head. "Ohhhhhhh," I gurgled, coming again. "Ohhhhhh, Jesus."
Hiram forced his prick into my mouth one more time and then both of them withdrew, leaving me writhing on the couch, burning, stinging, calling and crying out for more!
At that instant I sank down into the big, soft fleshy bodies of Sadie, Miriam, and Gertie. Sadie had a vibrator in each hand and she was working up a lather in the other two women. They were moaning, "Sadie, Sadie, Sadie, do it to me, do it to me." Their hips were moving madly and they were banging their fists on the floor.
Suddenly Sadie turned to me, and while the. two women sucked on each of her enormous tits, their fingers plunged into her holes, she teased me with the vibrators. My whole body shook and shimmied and my arms and legs flailed out in ecstasy. Tit upon tit was presented to my mouth and I sucked and clawed at them with perfect abandon. I was coming, I knew it, and just as I felt the first surge Sadie turned up the vibrator and plunged it in me. Someone began to kiss me-it was Alex. His tongue sought mine and our mouths locked on each other. Together he and Sadie drew me out, drew me on, longer, longer, still longer-----
I found myself in the center of four men, John, Thomas, Dick, and Peter. They stood there, almost in a line, plunging their cocks into each other's asses. There were bellows and roars and groans and I felt myself being handed from one to the other, then back again, one to the other, then back again, their hands rubbing my breasts and my buttocks, their fingers searching out and stabbing my holes. I clutched at them, clawed at them, kissed them, and still they went on, stripping me, scouring me while I heaved and groaned and cried. I was so weak that I couldn't move; I knew I had reached my limits.
At exactly the moment when I felt I would drown in my own passion, I saw Vic come towards me. Lifting me from their arms, he kissed me gently and carried me over to a corner to lay me down. Through my half-closed eyes I could see the faces of Mary and of three of the stewardesses. Then I fell into a long, deep sleep.