Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]
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				Title: <strong>Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>29-07-2008, 22:04:24</strong>
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				Kailey Hawthorn was one of the last people to board the plane, lugging a large carry on with her as she balanced holding her ticket in one hand, her carry on in her other, and a cellphone firmly between her ear and shoulder even as she tried to turn her head and look at the seat numbers. She hadn't even left yet and she was getting calls about the work she turned in before running out the door. Absentmindedly she pondered letting her cellphone fall into the pool when she arrived. But she was too attached to the thing to allow that to happen.<br><br>"No, I'm not letting paragraph three go because it is brought up again in the conclusion and the conclusion is perfect." She said softly, finding her seat. So far it was empty. She ignored that as she tried a difficult maneuver involving trying to get her luggage in the above compartment. "No. Tell Janice that if she and Kale can just agree to-" And the maneuver failed miserably, the bag ended up not being secured properly, falling as soon as her hands let go. "Fuck." Another pause as she used her free hand to shove the ticket in her pocket before picking up the luggage with both hands and securing it into the compartment finally. "No, I dropped my luggage. I don't care if Janice and Kale are fucking, as long as they agree to leave the conclusion and first paragraph how it is I trust them. But you can tell them they won't find anything to cut if they want the article to sum itself up with any proper base."<br><br>She sat down, she was on the outside so when, or if, someone was sitting next to her, she'd have to scoot back. The flight attendant signalled her to turn off her phone and Kailey nodded. "Trust me on this one Joan, I've got gold in that one, just run it." A brief pause. "Thanks, you're a life saver, but my planes about to leave. Don't call me unless its life or death." Finally her ear gained freedom. The last line had been honest, but she knew she'd get called anyways. But not during the flight at least. She turned off the phone and let out a audible sigh, sinking back into the chair. <br><br>She ran a hand through her chestnut hair. It was marred with copper highlights and some blond streaks, but it suited her well. It off set the fact that her face was rather pale, small and rounded at the edges. Her eyes were a deep green set on either side of a small bump of a nose. She was pretty, but in a peculiar way. A little kid trying on a doctors outfit almost. She was dressed like a prestigious business women, but her face showed youth hidden by make up.<br><br>Slowly she rested her head back, closing her eyes and wanting to just arrive on the beach and lay down without her phone, or anyone to bug her. A part of her had hoped, back when she booked the trip, that she would have a boyfriend by the time it dawned. But her work life did not allow a boyfriend, or anything of the sort. Perhaps she could find a cute foreign man, someone with no chance of following her home or even gaining her affection. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>31-07-2008, 18:34:17</strong>
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				Vacations were supposed to be relaxing... that's what Jamie Clarke kept telling himself.<br><br>Sure, he could enjoy the wind, whistling through his shoulder length blonde hair, and over his angular cheekbones.&nbsp; But that soothing breeze was supposed to come from the wind off of the water, in some tropical paradise, heavily scented with jasmine and coconut oil.&nbsp; <br><br>Not the stale air of the airport, as he sprinted to get to his gate.&nbsp; "Excuse me... 'scuse me, please!"&nbsp; he kept saying, dancing and juking his way around elderly travelers like some kind of mad halfback, his laptop bag cradled under his arm like an oversized football.<br><br>The gate was in the distance, still in sight as Jamie started to finally run out of breath.&nbsp; His dark grey golf shirt had come untucked, and as he ran, his flat, toned stomach flashed at the passers by now and again.&nbsp; He was a leading ad executive at a big firm, and image was everything in his world... you had to have the right face, the right clothes... the right body.&nbsp; Everything had to be PERfect.&nbsp; Including him.<br><br>All that perfection wore thin, after a while... on his girlfriend, who had left him for working to much.&nbsp; Even on himself.&nbsp; So, last minute, he'd decided to take a vacation.&nbsp; And now, he was missing it.<br><br>"Final Boarding call for Flight 223, Passenger James Clarke to Gate 713, please.&nbsp; Final call for Passenger James Clarke, Flight 223?"<br><br>"Yeah, I'm here, I'm.... James Clarke..." he said, pulling up to the gate, and thrusting his ticket at the surprised agent.&nbsp; She checked his ticket, and grinned.&nbsp; "Just in time, sir... right this way?"<br><br>Within moments, Jamie was inside the plane, being ushered to his window seat.&nbsp; He wanted nothing more than to just sit, alone, and cool down.&nbsp; All that running with the sudden stop had him overheated.&nbsp; But in the seat beside him, sat a stunning woman.&nbsp; He winced.<br><br>A gorgeous woman, and his first impression was being rumpled, sweaty and red in the face, while dressed like some frat boy on the prowl?&nbsp; That was just... perfect.&nbsp; Sighing, he stowed his laptop in the overhead bin, and tried to decide what he was going to do to get past her... stick his ass in her face?&nbsp; Or his crotch?<br><br>Looking down at her, he smiled, hoping to catch her eye.&nbsp; Her mood would reveal everything to him...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>31-07-2008, 19:42:49</strong>
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				First there was sound from the isle. Just a passenger walking by, nothing that meant Kailey had to open her eyes, or even take note of the figure walking past. A lot of the people on the plane were only using the destination as a fuelling stop before they continued on across the ocean. And there were a few resorts there as well, so the odds of her being on the same plane as someone who she would be staying with was low. So low she figured there was no point in even trying to find someone. But the sound at her side didn't stop. He was putting something in the overhead compartment. He was going to sit next to her or in the seats across the way. Had those been empty? She couldn't recall.<br><br>When her eyes finally opened the first sight was a loose shirt. It was small in size, but still hung a little. So the body below it was firm and toned. The color shouted male, and she was getting hopeful. Her eyes rose higher, but in no hurry. When she got to the face she took it all in. Incredibly handsome. Perfect hair, teeth, bone structure even. A little rumbled, and from the sound of the door shutting, for good reason. He had almost missed the plane. It'd have been a real shame. <br><br>"Hi." She returned the smile, inching back in her seat to give him room to pass. "Are you- Is this your seat?" She looked over to the empty window seat. She looked back to him, her multicolored hair rising and falling back to her shoulders as her head spun to him again. She caught herself glancing over his body again. Damn. Luckily, a man this attractive must be used to it, surely he wouldn't be too appalled. Hell, guys were so rarely appalled, until they realized a commitment might be wanted. But not from Kailey, not right now. This was a vacation, a time to let go, and she intended to do just that. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>01-08-2008, 16:00:16</strong>
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				The way that her eyes crawled up and down his body, lingering and carressing the lines of him... it clinched Jamie's decision.&nbsp; He knew EXACTLY how he was going to wriggle past her and to his seat, now.&nbsp; "Yes, that is my seat... but don't bother getting up.&nbsp; I think I can squeeze by, here..."&nbsp; he said with a grin, his eyes never leaving hers for a moment.&nbsp; <br><br>With a smile, Jamie put his ass against the seat in front of her, and wriggled his way into the narrow space.&nbsp; The crotch of his jeans was at eye level as he moved by, but he held her gaze with his own.&nbsp; If her eyes flicked down, she was interested.&nbsp; If she was bold... she might do more than just GLANCE down.&nbsp; So, he moved as slowly as he could, shuffling his feet carefuly, and savoring the moment.&nbsp; <br><br>"Business... or pleasure?"&nbsp; he asked as he moved, trying to heighten the tension a bit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>01-08-2008, 16:17:56</strong>
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				She moved her legs back regardless of his words, not wanting to have him trip and fall and bash that perfect face against the window, to taint it and make her feel so horrible about everything. She found herself watching his every move, taking a firm notice of the strong lines in his body. She couldn't help herself but hope against the odds that he was staying in the same resort as her. It was the most expensive in the area of the airport, but also the nicest. He looked well off enough. <br><br>She watched him slide into position, and past her. As he passed she looked down, trying to hold his eye contact but failing. She let her eyes linger. When the very zipper of his crotch was in line with her nose her mouth opened a little, a smooth tongue sliding over the bottom lip briefly. When she looked up at him to answer, her chin brushed against the material. She wasn't sure if she meant that to happen or if her body just knew what to do. "Pleasure." Her eyes locked with his, a small fire burning inside them. It seemed that inhibition would be the name of this trip. It wasn't like she would ever meet him again. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>01-08-2008, 18:28:48</strong>
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				The lingering gaze on his crotch had been enough to awaken a fire of lust, that ran through Jamie's body.&nbsp; He'd fervently hoped that this beauty would not be able to mantain eye contact... what she'd actually done had been FAR better.&nbsp; Licking her lips had made him resolve to flirt with her.&nbsp; But the bump of her mouth against his zipper?&nbsp; Now he was hopeful.&nbsp; Insanely hopeful.<br><br>Finally making it past, he quickly turned and sat down, grinning madly.&nbsp; He slicked his hair back with one hand, and extended the other.&nbsp; "We're going to be here for a while, so I thought I should introduce myself.&nbsp; I'm Jamie."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>01-08-2008, 18:53:04</strong>
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				She could hardly believe her own actions as she felt herself become such a sensual being instantly. It wasn't just him though, she was longing for some intimacy and for someone who would not be deterred. This man could be the perfect person for that. She hoped they were staying in the same general place at least. If they weren't, she might just have to join the mile high club. <br><br>Her eyes watched his hand move through the soft hair. She got an instant flash in her mind. One of that long blond hair falling to the side of his face, which was drenched in sweat, his lips open in a silent plea, his eyes rolled back. She didn't even have any other ideas as to what that mental image was of. She extended her hand. "I'm Kailey. My friends call me Cathy." She hadn't been called Cathy in ages though, which said a lot about her situation. Her hand shake was firm, someone who gave a lot of handshakes. His was just as rehearsed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>01-08-2008, 20:24:18</strong>
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				His hand lingered on hers, not letting go as long as he could possibly manage.&nbsp; "I'll be presumptuous, then, and call you Cathy.&nbsp; I definately hope that we are going to be fast friends, you and I..."&nbsp; he replied, and let his hand drift down to the armrest between them... still touching her fingers.&nbsp; He was letting them slip out, but was not letting go, either.&nbsp; He wanted her to know that he was enjoying the contact.<br><br>"So... where are you going?&nbsp; Maybe we'll be lucky, and can travel in interesting company for a while."&nbsp; he said slyly, still lingering on her hand as the fasten seatbelts sign came on, and the stewardess began the safety lecture.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>01-08-2008, 20:34:39</strong>
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				She could feel his hand still holding to hers. But she didn't pull back. She let her fingers wrap around his a little more, holding his hand like a high school sweetheart. Her fingers were skinny, her skin was smooth. Her palm fit effortlessly into his, which was larger. <br><br>She noted the stewardess and tried to do up her belt. But she tried to so without letting go of Jamie. It was failing so she finally did let go, giving him time to do his own as well before returning her hand to the centre, hoping it would be taken again. "I'm actually stopping right at Punta Cana. I have a room checked at a resort there for nine days...you?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>01-08-2008, 22:10:35</strong>
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				He noted well that she was lingering on his hand as well, and the mere thought of it made Jamie smile.&nbsp; Only when she pulled away did he even bother to do up his own belt.&nbsp; After doing so, he saw her hand, sitting in the middle, as if waiting for his return... and he grinned.&nbsp; This was going to be one hell of a good vacation.<br><br>He traced a finger over her palm, enjoying the silken skin of her palm as he teased it with his touch.&nbsp; "Actually, I'm headed there myself... did you get the last minute special from Get Away travel?&nbsp; God, we might even be at the same hotel."&nbsp; His grin only widened, and he looked into her eyes again.&nbsp; "Imagine that!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>01-08-2008, 22:24:26</strong>
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				She held her hand there, waiting what seemed like ever for him to do himself up and finally move back to the middle. But instead of taking her hand he traced the veins, piquing the nerves in her skin and making her savour every small brush she received. It was almost painfully obvious that Cathy, though being gorgeous, didn't get enough affection on a day-to-day basis. <br><br>She smiled, the prospect was absolutely amazing. But she let out a resigned chuckle. "My work doesn't know the meaning of last minute, I've had this planned for months. I'm staying at The Cana Cabana, it's one of the beach front resorts. You?" She couldn't imagine her luck would be <em>that </em>good. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>02-08-2008, 03:39:59</strong>
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				Slowly, he smiled.&nbsp; His luck was just never this good... seemed like this was his day.&nbsp; "I've got a ocean view... they must be under construction, or something.&nbsp; This just seems too good to be true."&nbsp; Still teasing her hand with his, Jamie squinted, and looked suspicious.<br><br>"You're not a man, a lesbian, married, dying, or something like that, I hope?"&nbsp; he said, wincing slightly.&nbsp; "I mean, let me down easy now!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>03-08-2008, 06:31:54</strong>
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				As his hand continued to trail over hers her index finger twitched slightly. Her thumb rose, and gently brushed at the side of his hand, keeping the gap between their hands the same. He was staying at the same hotel as her. When he said that she raised her hand, interlocking their fingers, her thumb still brushing against the soft skin on the back of his finger. She had to tear her eyes away when he asked a question.&nbsp; <br><br>Even though she'd been distracted, she chuckled at his comment. "Female since birth, straight, not even a boyfriend, alive for the next nine days for sure, and as a bonus- No STI's." Her last two answers made two things obvious, she was looking for something for the vacation, not after it. And also that the thing she was looking for, was sex. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 15:25:55</strong>
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				Their gentle conversation had taken the plane to the end of the runway, and now the engines were revving and throbbing.&nbsp; The entire plane vibrated for a moment, then jumped forward, screaming across the tarmac and reaching for the sky.&nbsp; "Here we go.."&nbsp; Jamie said excitedly, and grinned against the gforces.&nbsp; "We're not at home any more.&nbsp; For the next nine days... we can do what we want."<br>&nbsp;<br>As the plane pushed them back into their seats, he took his hand from hers, and slid it down into her lap.&nbsp; His strong, pale hand rested on her inner thigh, tracing gently towards her center, pushed by the plane's accelleration itself.&nbsp; Locking eyes with Kailey, Jamie's eyes asked a silent, yet bold question.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 16:06:17</strong>
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				She kept her gaze on him, nodding. "Here we go." Her body moved back. She could stand flights perfectly. She'd been on so many in her time as a journalist that she had the ups and downs at a science. She could feel them shifting back. His hand left hers. For a moment there was an aloneness that coursed through her. Had she been too bold? No. He had been....rather bold. In his reply. It took a second to realize where his hand was now.<br><br>And her eyes jutted up to his. There he was, asking her a question. Non verbals, just...knowing. Her lips opened, and shut again. Then her head gave a small nod. Her own hand slid over to his lap, and she placed it on his inner thigh. This time, she asked the silent question. Knowing already what the answer, and the result, would be. Everyone else seemed distracted by the take-off. Hiding their heads or looking out the window. Even so. They were doing this in a crammed confined place, where they would be suck with the same people and no escape. It excited her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 20:34:56</strong>
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				There was a moment... a heartbeat or three... where he suspected that he had gone too far.&nbsp; Visions of air marshals coming to break his arm and lockstep him off to jail danced through Jamie's head.&nbsp; During that long moment, he could see himself going to jail, and sharing a cell with a deranged lunatic with a name like Bubba, or Eddie.&nbsp; <br><br>And then... she nodded, with a knowing smile.&nbsp; And his heart not only started beating again, it danced the tango.&nbsp; Slowly, he moved his hand up Cathy's inner thigh, slowly approaching the apex of her thighs.&nbsp; As he neared her sex, he could feel her legs slowly parting... and her own hand on his leg.<br><br>"God, yes!"&nbsp; he whispered to her, and slipped his fingers into her warmth, pressing against her pants.
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				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>08-08-2008, 15:20:53</strong>
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				Her legs spread as wide as the seat would allow, and her mouth opened again. A soft sigh as his finger touched her through the layer of clothing. Her own hand slid back, finding which side he dressed on and then sliding her hand along it. The plane continued to rise higher, and her constitution became set. They were gone for 9 days, same hotel, same resort, same intentions. <br><br>Her eyes darted around. No one watching-yet. But it pushed her on. Her hips moved, thrust against the seatbelt and against his hand. Just once. Her eyes were back at him, "We could get save some money- if one of us wanted to cancel our room." She licked her lips, her hand giving a firm rub as the idea toyed in his head. She was so longing for something. It was becoming apparent what that something was with each passing second. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>08-08-2008, 21:23:38</strong>
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				Wise, strong fingers dug against the thin hot material, pressing and pushing against her sex.&nbsp; Jamie's fingers pushed... the plane pushed them even harder, as they lifted up and into the sky.&nbsp; Looking down, Jamie watched as Cathy traced the line of his rapidly hardening cock in his pants.<br><br>"Maybe that would be a good idea."&nbsp; he whispered, caught up in the moment, and acting a bit TOO secretive.&nbsp; "I can see already that I am not going to be able to get enough of you."
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				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 04:52:15</strong>
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				She took a quick breath as the plane hit a little pocket of air, just enough to push her palm firmly against the tip of the outline in his pants. Enough for his finger to dig deep into the material. Now she could feel the dampness creeping out of her sex. He wouldn't feel it through her clothes yet- but soon. And the plane hadn't even reached altitude yet, it was still climbing. Once the ascent calmed or stopped, they should probably stop as well. Around that time people would be looking. And yet, she did not want to stop. her hand pressed on, feeling all the little curves and the strong divot where the head began. <br><br>At his words her eyes trailed down to his legs, below her own hand. She watched the bulge, hardening. She could see the material start to grow more tight across his thigh. "I can see that too." Her tongue slid from her mouth slightly, caressing the bottom lip and staring at his pants. She looked like a hungry lioness watching a grazing gazelle. Her fingers slid off him, but stayed on his thigh. She traced around the perimeter, not touching him through the material, teasing the skin, leaning close and then dipping back. "What- exactly, do you want to get, this weekend? Surely you have- desires- fantasies." As she spoke, he could feel the muscles below his finger clench and unclench, her own words and thoughts getting her going. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 14:04:02</strong>
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				The feeling of the soft heat beneath his hand was more than enough to make Jamie hard.&nbsp; The thought of what they were doing, on an airplane full of people, was making his heart race.&nbsp; But it was the touch of this amazing woman, the way that she was teasing his throbbing sex without actually touching it, was going to drive him insane.&nbsp; He'd never met a woman before who actually cared to do much more then just grasp and yank at his cock.&nbsp; It amazed him how so many women talked about the art of foreplay, and knew nothing about it themself.<br><br>"Fantasies?"&nbsp; he replied softly, a slight catch of excitement in his voice.&nbsp; Cathy was already making this a trip to remember, and it hadn't even started yet.&nbsp; "I have desires, but that's haaardly going to be a problem, I think... what do you mean, fantasies, Cathy?"&nbsp; he said, slurring his words slightly now and again as her wise fingers teased him... even while his own found her swelling lips, and began to rub in firm circles.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 17:19:43</strong>
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				Kailey let her hand trail along, when it got close it pushed the fabric to the side of him down, pressing a tightness against his cock. Her hand trailed this along for a moment more before returning her attention to his hands. She could feel the small circles forming against her wet flesh, rippling the skin and making her eyes shut. Slowly her mouth opened in a silent breath, and she returned her gaze to him. Her flesh quivered under his finger. Under the knowledge that they were in such a public location, and one they would be stuck in for a while. <br><br>Her voice took a second to find itself, and then she finally spoke. "I mean- things that you want to try- that can't be tried at home where anyone could see and everyone would talk. " Her gaze moved around her, the plane looked like it would be straightening out soon. When that happened they would have to remove their hands, as little as she wanted that to happen. Before looking back at him her eyes slid down for a fraction of a second, showing a small embarrassment. It was short lived- had he blinked, he'd have missed it. When she returned from that she let her finger slide along the side of the bulge. "I do have fantasies- but they will be be satisfied by completely fulfilling yours." Now she was throwing out a pitch, if it was rejected this would be solid sex- she could deal with that. If it was picked up though- her body tightened in thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 18:23:10</strong>
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				"I have fantasies... and would love to hear yours."&nbsp; Jamie replied softly, noticing the plane starting to level off, and redoubling his teasing efforts with his strong fingers as it did.&nbsp; They didn't have much time, but if Jamie was going to have to suffer through the flight with a raging hardon, making sure that Cathy was sitting in a soaking pair of panties was the LEAST he could do in return.<br><br>"Exihibitionism.&nbsp; &nbsp;Voyeurism... public displays and risktaking.&nbsp; Maybe much, much more."&nbsp; he whispered, savoring the last moments with her hand on his cock... for the moment.&nbsp; "Joining the mile high club... sky's the limit, for me."
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				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 18:41:37</strong>
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				He was readily meeting his goal, her panties grew wetter beneath his touch. If she shifted her weight she was sure the very scent of her would drift up to him and let his other senses know of her arousal. She was not exactly hiding it. As his hand worked faster hers complied, meeting the flesh through the fabric again and rubbing, feeling the very blood pulsating below her. <br><br>"Yours cover mine very well..." Her palm laid flat against the base, and slid forward, slowly. "I also enjoy.. domination. Of myself, not to preform. To.." She broke off to let out a deep shuddering breath, her sex quivered beneath him. "-give myself over to the pure satisfaction of my partners every whim." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 19:52:04</strong>
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				"Then we'll start the minute the no seatbelts sign comes off, then."&nbsp; he muttered, and nodded at the forward washrooms.&nbsp; Even as he spoke in his silky, seductive tones, Jaime kept his hand rubbing, and rubbing, and rubbing again.&nbsp; "I want you to go in there, and bring me back your panties."<br><br>The plane began to level off all the more, and the stewardesses unstrapped their belts... but the seatbelt sign remained as it was, for the moment.&nbsp; They still had some time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 20:25:04</strong>
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				Her breath escaped in a small outward gasp at his words, combined with his touch. His fingers were working magic on her, she could almost feel the plane continue to shoot up and rise with her, but she knew otherwise from the sound of the stewardesses clipping their belts. Kailey let her hand press firmly against his tip, almost in appreciation of his acceptance to her idea. <br><br>She was very tempted to give right into the delusion right now, but held back. Her first instinct was to reply with 'Yes, sir' or maybe even Master, but the light was not on yet. She had to set a distinct personality break between herself and her sexual side- so that he would see that she still held some self-control- for now at least. "Alright.." Her voice trailed off as her eyes locked on the sign above them. A faint ding rang through the plane and her hand slid onto the armrest as passengers began to get their belongings together, grabbing books or paper to busy themselves with. Kailey had brought a book- for the life of her now she couldn't even remember what it was. <br><br>She unclipped her belt and moved to the isle without a word to him, rushing into the bathroom. The passengers would probably just assume that her stomach had no accepted take off well- that was fine with her. It was preferred to them assuming the truth. She locked the door behind her and sat with her tight butt against the sink, leaning against it and letting her mind wonder. Was this wrong? There were second thoughts now- horrible images of things going wrong. <strong>Journalist murdered by gruesome rapist.</strong>- <em>Chasing a story, or a deadly thrill?</em>. It would sell issues, that was certain. <br><br>It took her two minutes to work through her mind and exit the bathroom. Her nimble legs worked quickly through the isle and back to her seat. She planted herself down next to Jamie, without looking at him. Her hands were firmly closed in tight fists- too tight for much material. Had she backed down? There was a pause where it was uncertain what her decision had been- but then her hand closest to him slid onto the armrest, and peeked over to his side. It dropped a small red swatch of fabric into his lap. When her fist opened both of them could smell the strong musk of lust, it seeped from the fibres of the drenched fabric. Upon examination he would find it to be a thin red G-string, the entire bottom half a deeper burgundy shade, marred with thin lines of white stickyness. When her hand opened there were traces of the juice on her palm still. Her eyes locked on his, questioning if she had done well. More of the child in Kailey was showing through her eyes- full of energy and eager to please. But the adult lust was still there, growing by the second as her own scent wafted up to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>20-08-2008, 14:44:16</strong>
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				Once spoken, Jamie's challenge hung in the air, as Cathy just looked at him.&nbsp; He began to feel more and more nervous, wondering if she was going to stop the wonderful and unexpected playtime that had sprung up between them.&nbsp; Words of apology bubbled to his lips, barely suppressed as he tried to wait her out.<br><br>And then... sweet relief as she said, quite simply "Alright."&nbsp; And then, in a whisper of soft fabric... she was gone.&nbsp; As Cathy stood up and walked away, Jamie was able to fully appreciate, for the first time, the perfection that was this woman.&nbsp; He hated to see her go... but loved to watch her leave.&nbsp; Not only were her slacks pleasingly... not... but the woman had a perfect body, and knew how to use it.&nbsp; The sway to her hips couldn't be perfectly natural... could it?<br><br>After that bathroom door closed, Jamie settled back into a seat, and waited.&nbsp; A stewardess passed by, flashing him an amused and somehow knowing grin.&nbsp; Did they know?&nbsp; COULD they know?&nbsp; And... did he care?<br><br>When Cathy returned, Jamie watched her with a smile, one that faltered slightly as she came closer.&nbsp; Her hands were bunched so tightly, and there was no bulge in her pocket... damn.&nbsp; She'd chickened out.&nbsp; So, when she sat, and put the panties in his lap, it was an utter shock.&nbsp; One that made him gasp, and run his thumb over the soft, wet material.&nbsp; "Holy fuck."&nbsp; he whispered, turning over the panties in his hands... pulling them close to his ever throbbing cock as he wet his fingers, and brought them to his mouth.<br><br>First, he inhaled... deeply, sighing longingly.&nbsp; Then, he licked his fingertips, savoring her taste, and moaning softly as he did. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>21-08-2008, 15:05:13</strong>
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				She watched with her breath tight in her chest, her eyes taking in his every movement. A lump formed in her throat as he lifted his fingers to his lips and licked them. She echoed his moan softly. She was getting quite a thrill of this. Of her skin rubbing against the material of her pants with nothing between them. Of his own pleasure in feeling her dripping panties under his fingers. Her hand rose, almost subconsciously, almost as a mirror of his actions. Her tongue traced her palm, licking along the lines slowly as her eyes locked on his. She heard him and it made her grow eager again. The pants were not exactly dark in color, if she got too excited without the panties some of that may shimmer through. Even so, or perhaps because of, she was having a hard time of holding back arousal.<br><br>Her hand fell back to the armrest and she waited. "Did I do well?" Her voice was a mixture of the confidence that had been in her before, the slight cockiness. But beneath that there was a growing sound of submission, of a need to please, a sultry mix of a women in power giving that power away. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>21-08-2008, 19:13:13</strong>
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				Watching her, sniffing and licking her own hand, was almost too much for Jamie.&nbsp; He wanted this woman, desperately.&nbsp; He wanted to take her here, plunging his tongue into her mouth... his hands into the fountain of her hair... his straining cock into the depths of her amazing smelling sex.&nbsp; But he wanted to wait.&nbsp; It would be SO much better to take it slowly!<br><br>"You did VERY well.&nbsp; I'm proud... and very excited."&nbsp; he whispered, and leaned towards her mouth, looking to kiss her.&nbsp; But then, from the aisle, there was the sound of a throat being cleared.&nbsp; <br><br>In the aisle was the Stewardess who had grinned at Jamie earlier.&nbsp; She leaned in, almost as close to Cathy on one side as Jamie was on the other.&nbsp; One move forward, and Cathy could have kissed them both at the same time.&nbsp; "I can feel the sexual tension from you two from the front of the plane... nobody else knows, though.&nbsp; So... here."&nbsp; she whispered, and held out a light blanket, which she set gently in Cathy's lap, carressing a hand across her leg.&nbsp; "Use this... be subtle.&nbsp; And if you need anything... ANYthing... let me know."<br><br>She leaned back, winking at Jamie, and raised an eyebrow at Cathy.&nbsp; "Either of you.&nbsp; Or both."&nbsp; she purred, then walked away, with as much of a wiggle as Cathy, and almost as nice an ass.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>26-08-2008, 15:45:54</strong>
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				Kailey felt her breath hitch as he leaned in. Slowly she moved forward as well, wanting to kiss him, to taste him. She didn't care who saw, even if they began making out- it was only making out. And it wasn't as if they were two old unattractive saggy people. They were just adults enjoying each other. Anyone could understand that. In Cathy's opinion- people would be insane not to notice how tempting it was to make out with Jamie. <br><br>But they were stopped. Cathy sat frozen until the Stewardess left, thinking instantly that she had been caught and was going to be relocated to another seat. She didn't resume moving until the blanket was placed on her lap. Her body shivered under the Stewardesses touch, it was then she realized she had stopped breathing as well, and let out a long breath as a sigh. Obviously she had no objection to women. Her eyed drifted to the blanket again. It was large enough to cover her lap, maybe his too. Slowly her fingers picked up the material and unfolded it, laying it over her lap and his.<br><br>She slid most of the fabric to her side, so that from the isle her leg was not viewable. For a second her teeth descended on her bottom lip, then were gone. Hiding the fact that they had ever shown the nerves. Her hands disappeared below the blanket and were still for a moment, then began to work. He could not see exactly what was happening, but there were brushes against the top of the blanket that let him know. First the material of her pants pressed against it, in two spots, as the button opened. It lasted a few seconds without moving. Then she coughed. A faked cough, simultaneously below that was the sound of the zipper. <br><br>Her hips rose off the seat for a second. At the foot of her chair, her pant leg became a little bunched. Arms moved down, over her hips, freeing herself. Her hands rose again to the top of the blanket, leaving what laid below open and wet for him. She looked at Jamie, giving him a small glance of <em>'your move'</em>. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>26-08-2008, 20:07:58</strong>
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				As Cathy spread the blanket out, Jamie just watched, wondering what she would dare to do.&nbsp; Even with a blanket, it wasn't as if they could just fall into each others arms, and start fucking like animals.&nbsp; Much as he would like to.&nbsp; For an idle moment, he considered hanging the blanket from the overhead compartment, as a curtain, and just getting down to it.<br><br>But no.&nbsp; That would be just too much.&nbsp; So instead, he watched with interest as she spread the blanket out, covering them both.&nbsp; He wondered why he barely had any of the cloth, and so much hung over the aisle... and then, she coughed, her hands moving, and Jamie's jaw dropped.&nbsp; Was she... yes, she was.&nbsp; Cathy was taking down her pants.<br><br>Jamie sat and gaped, knowing that this amazing woman had just opened her self to him, utterly.. and now, she was challenging him to do the same.&nbsp; So, he nodded, and snuck his hands under the blanket.&nbsp; He was able to unbutton his pants with ease... the zipper took a quick clearing of his throat, but in a moment, it too was pulled wide open, exposing his underwear to his hands.&nbsp; Extricating his length from the briefs was a moment's work, and by the time Jamie put his hands back over the blanket, there was a noticible tent in the blanket.&nbsp; He looked back to Cathy, then down into his lap proudly, then back to her.&nbsp; He'd met her challenge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>02-09-2008, 04:07:44</strong>
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				Her gaze did not fall from his lap once the challenge was placed. As soon as their eyes locked and his went down to his lap, she watched intently. Once the tent was poking at the underside, Cathy knew. She had already known- somewhere in her head- but it had just been confirmed. They would join the Mile High Club by the end of this day. Maybe- with any luck- joined by that Stewardess. <br><br>With a shuddering breath her hand slid below the blanket again, and over to his lap. She tried to pull the top of the blanket up onto her torso a little more, so the material wouldn't outline her arm reaching across so distinctly.&nbsp; &nbsp; Once her hand was.. slightly masked by wrinkles, she moved it to his side, her palm pressing against the soft skin over his ribs. Her index found his pelvic bone and followed it down, trailing softly until her finger found the thatch of curls. The curls- the sign that she was now so very close to what she knew was his bare skin, caused a lump to trail down her slender neck. <br><br>And quickly her abandon, whatever faint traces of it were remaining, faded away. In a second her fingers were wrapped around the base of his shaft, the backs of her fingers brushing the top of his balls below. She just held it for a moment, learning his girth and texture, knowing it would be inside her soon enough. "What else does my Jamie want?" Her voice was little more then a whisper, spoken more to her own hand on his shaft then his ears. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>03-09-2008, 03:49:50</strong>
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				Jamie watched in amusement as Cathy fussed with the blanket, wondering what she could possibly be doing.&nbsp; It wasn't until she untented the blanket that he clued in at all, and wanted to kick himself for his stupidity.&nbsp; Of course they had to be subtle... the blanket was no guarantee of not being caught, at all.&nbsp; No matter how amazing this was, indecent exposure was still a bit of an issue.<br><br>The touch of her hand on the base of his shaft made Jamie jolt.&nbsp; Even though he'd known it was coming, and had been anticipating it, he still was amazed by the feel of her soft hand on his skin.&nbsp; His nerve endings lit up, and he sucked in a breath, almost a hiss, and immediately clamped his mouth shut, trying not to giggle.&nbsp; He'd sounded like a porn star! <br><br>"I want to do the same... but do you want to take our turn, or do this together?"&nbsp; he whispered softly, wonder in his eyes as he eyed her lap, knowing that only a very thin cloth separated him from touching her bare sex in return.&nbsp; He just wanted to now what she wanted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>07-09-2008, 20:46:52</strong>
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				Her fingertips wriggled around his base softly, not really stroking at it yet because of her worry that if she rose her hand against the top of the blanket it would become painfully obvious what was happening. How would the old lady across the isle respond to noticing the pair who didn't enter together giving a handjob during a flight? Not well, that much was pretty assured. <br><br>With a sigh her thumb slid up, rubbing along the underside of his shaft, reaching to the small indent where the shaft turned to head, and working her fingertip along that groove, watching his reactions. "If you want to..." the blankets on her side moved again, as her legs spread wider, both knees against the arm rest on either side, exposing herself as much as possible. Cathy got a kick out of spreading her legs wide open, regardless of what she was wearing- it was her telltale sign of arousal. "....Then we can do this together."<br><br>Her grip tightened for a moment, starting to cut off the circulation from the base. She tried to do it as gently as possible with efficiency. Holding for a moment longer, and then loosening, letting the blood pump back in. Her eyes locked on his. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 16:19:13</strong>
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				Torture.&nbsp; It was the sweetest, most amazing feeling, having Cathy run her hand up and down his shaft... and yet, it was pure unadulterated torture as well.&nbsp; Jamie had no idea if he had ever been touched this way, by a hand that lit up his nerve endings so.&nbsp; Maybe it was her touch, so gentle yet so firm, cutting off his circulation and making him throb.&nbsp; Maybe it was the excitement of having his member fondled on a plane by a perfect stranger.<br><br>Well... not an utter stranger.&nbsp; But definately perfect.&nbsp; Carefully, Jamie slid a hand under the blanket, softly stroking Cathy's soft inner thigh, an inch short of the soft folds that he had so tormented on takeoff.&nbsp; "I do want to do this together."&nbsp; He whispered, winking at her, allowing his hand to glide over, cupping her soft wet sex for the first time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>14-09-2008, 04:47:16</strong>
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				Her hand slowed itself, as her body shifted the focus from her hand to her thigh. She let each gentle brush of his fingertip to cause a prickle in her skin, a clench in her sex. She was sure the entire plane could smell her arousal. In truth they couldn't, Jamie maybe, and maybe anyone who stopped at their row for a few seconds- but she thought she was making the entire plane smell of her sex. <br><br>As his fingers covered her bare mound she let out a slow breath, and cradled his cock in her hand as gently as he was holding her. She looked at him, her eyes waiting. "Together." Her voice echoed his, now with a air of challenge. When he moved his hand, she would follow suit, matching his pace- she wanted to see what he would do, slow and tortuously arousing to torment her, or give in to desire of his own and pump hard and fast to receive it in return. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>14-09-2008, 16:54:40</strong>
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				The phrase 'joined at the hip' had always struck Jamie as a strange and awkward thing.&nbsp; To most, it was a nice thing, meaning that two people were very close, and did everything together.&nbsp; But he had always heard the phrase much differently.&nbsp; To him, two people joined at the hip were two people who were literally stuck together... trapped, doing everything with the other with no choice in the matter.&nbsp; A fate to be avoided.<br><br>But as Cathy spread her legs further, and her hip touched his, Jamie was getting a much different impression of what being joined at the hip may mean.&nbsp; Each time he stroked his fingers over her skin, stroking her folds, her hand was an echo of his.&nbsp; She seemed to follow, to anticipate, and it was like masturbating... only far, far more exciting.&nbsp; But he wanted.. no, NEEDED more.&nbsp; And needed to know how she would answer a challenge of more yet.&nbsp; <br><br>So, Jamie's strong middle finger parted her folds, and pressed into Cathy's wetness, pushing into the tight channel of her sex, pushing into her, and looking at her in open challenge, grinning widely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>16-09-2008, 23:43:15</strong>
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				There are a few moments in a person's life when the individual in question would realize their own depravity. That moment was flashing through Cathy's mind in a blaze of glory as she gave and received stimulation while surrounded by people on a loaded plane. Her naked sex hidden from everyone by only a thin blanket, her wet panties given to a stranger- and what was more, she was soaking due to it all.<br><br>The thought occurred a second after his finger entered her, and he would feel her realization almost as astutely as she had. A strong clench flowed through her muscles, squeezing his finger inside of her, and clenching his shaft with more force. When her body loosened again and her thoughts returned to the matter (literally) at hand, she realized their little game was far from over. He was seeing how well she could do- if she could up him. She could. That was done by her hand sliding to his head, her thumb pressed squarely down on the tip. Slowly she pressed her thumb down more firmly and her hand moved in small circles. She was treating his thick shaft like a game joystick and, from the feel of it, she was going for the high score. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 16:28:48</strong>
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				When Jamie's finger had introduced itself into Cathy's sex, he had not only groaned at the boiling oil of her excitement... he had experienced a frisson of utter joy when he discovered just how tight she was.&nbsp; Easing one finger into her was a bit of a squeeze... two?&nbsp; Two was going to be a tight fit.&nbsp; He could only imagine what sinking his cock into that wet vice would be like... and as her hand stroked him, he did just that.<br><br>But as he was imagining, she squeezed him.&nbsp; That clench crushed his finger, making him gasp, and whip his head towards her in shock.&nbsp; Even as she was handling his cock, treating it as if she were going to use it to fly the plane, he was trying to inch that finger further in.&nbsp; Being subtle was on his mind, of course, but more than that, he was trying to pleasure her.&nbsp; To reach those most sensitive places, and drive her nerve endings as crazy as she was driving his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 23:31:00</strong>
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				His finger rubbed firmly against the sides of her as he forced his way in. She did masturbate, she was not exactly a virgin, but actual penetration had been a while. When she was on her own she used the showerhead and focused only on her clit. It was fantastic- but he was making her recall just how good it was to feel <em>full</em>. His knuckle brushed hard against her G spot, making her jolt back against her seat as she caught back a loud sigh. Some of it escaped, but she tried to look at normal as possible.<br><br>When his knuckle brushed her, she gave a tight squeeze of his cock, and slid her hand down while holding it very tight, squishing her hand over him. Her positioning switched, and her thumb and last three fingers took over circling his girth. Her index fit itself on his tip, spreading the soft precum over it as she trailed ovals on his head. His finger pushed a little deeper and she bucked back again- this time she barely caught back the moan- it escaped as a monosyllable exclamation. With a half second glance she couldn't see the people across or infront of them had heard, so she kept it up, breathing deep. <br><br>In the seat directly behind Cathy, an older woman had already grumbled about the first time her tray had jumped with Cathy's movements. Now it happened again. Instead of complaining to Cathy, she passed as dark a glare as she could manage through the chair while her hand reached up and pressed the attendance button. Maybe she could get the young women moved. It almost sounded like she was masturbating, with the correlation of those loud breaths and her jolts back. <br><br>At the tail of the plane, the older flight attendant spotted the assistance button and starting standing. With one glance forward the younger one was on her feet. "I've got it." Anna said softly, moving up towards the front of the section again. As she drew close it seemed it was not who she thought it would be, but the woman in the row behind. Damn. It looked like she was actually wanted for something work related. Even so her eyes tried to shoot over the seat with trouble and into the next row up as she walked down the isle, her hips swaying under the thin material of her work skirt. <br><br>Anna walked past the older lady and then turned 180 degrees to face her from the divide between their two rows, so her plump bottom was in the background for when Jamie looked over. Cathy was looking at Jamie, oblivious to the stewardesses return as she continued to stroke him, pumping back against the seat once more with a nearly-silent grunt. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 01:40:16</strong>
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				It was difficult for Jamie... he was torn.&nbsp; <br><br>On the one hand... her hand... was the amazing things that Cathy was doing to his cock.&nbsp; Each rise of her hand, her fingers stroking over his sensitive nerve endings, made Jamie take in a long, shuddering breath.&nbsp; And on every downstroke, that breath was released.&nbsp; It was a quiet gasp, as he fought to not be heard... to not get them caught.&nbsp; The thing that made it the most difficult was her index finger.&nbsp; It was a wildcard, swirling and stroking over his head, making him shudder and grunt at random intervals.&nbsp; It was insanity... and it was heaven.<br><br>On the other hand... his hand... Cathy's sex was live and clutching all around his invading finger.&nbsp; Each time he moved, she grabbed at him, squeezing and crushing.&nbsp; It wasn't easy for him to twist and push his way into her, but he managed it, gliding over her g-spot now and again.&nbsp; Each time he did, he put a lot of pressure on her, because of the angle, and how he was pushing.&nbsp; Each time he hit that spot, Cathy jumped in her seat... and squeezed his finger so hard, he thought she was going to break it.<br><br>But by the third time Cathy jolted her seat, Jamie became sure.&nbsp; The woman behind was sighing and growling to them self each time that she jolted.&nbsp; He thought that it might be a problem, and opened his mouth to mention it... but the pass of Cathy's finger over his head made him jolt.&nbsp; She squeezed, and he forgot everything... all he knew was on the one hand.&nbsp; And on the other...<br><br>Anna arrived, and stood blocking the aisle, carrying on a quiet conversation with the woman in the seat behind them.&nbsp; Jamie couldn't hear much, but there was one word that was repeated loudly by the old woman who was doing the complaining... and immediately, the stewardess turned, and shared a wink with Jamie.&nbsp; The word?<br><br>Epilepsy.<br><br>And immediately, the old woman quieted... and Jamie began to redouble his efforts, rubbing a second finger against Cathy's ass... wriggling it mercilessly, while trying not to laugh. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>26-10-2008, 08:36:10</strong>
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				Her body yearned. It lurched and twitched and hungered for more. Even as the flight attendant neared them again. Cathy felt her heart beat become furious, threatening to escape her chest and flop about on the plane floor. Her breath was already in question, and it was even more close to being dangerously irregular as the sound of heels stopped behind her. She expected another passenger to see her, alert someone. She could almost see the oxygen mask to drop down before her, the flight attendant forcing it on, thinking she was having an issue accepting the altitude change. <br><br>She wondered if he could continue moving inside her through all that. If she could keep stroking at him. <br><br>Presently, the appearance of another person was causing the opposite affect most would think. She was growing more ravenous, her hand wrapped around his shaft flew with such intensity she thought the sound of flesh on flesh could almost be heard. Even while her fist went up and down, her finger swirled around the tip, playing on the sides of his head, the tender flap where the shaft ended. <br><br>And faintly, she heard the attended silence the complaints from behind. And knew she had heard right, as Jamie seemed to hear as well. His fingers in her made the plane seem as thought it wasn't moving. Like she was the one going through the air, and the plane- and all it's other passengers, were simply along for the ride. As the pilot, she should have been in control of how things went. But she wasn't. She had enough composure just to lean over, close to Jamie. Enough to whisper, huskily. "Close..." As if to solidify her statement, her sex quivered around him. "...Can I?" <br><br>Her hand kept it's pace on him, pumping, edging him on. Her eyes locked on his, questioning. Even if he said no, he'd have to stop right after forbidding it, or she would likely come anyway. She could already feel the gasps of her sex. Her thigh quivered, almost helping to bounce and vibrate his finger inside her. Pure bliss was coursing through her, and it had to escape. Not just from her. From both of them. She began to rotate her wrist, adding another dimension to the hand working on him, so her palm pressed firm against him, then backed off a little with each swirl. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>04-11-2008, 16:37:43</strong>
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				Could she?&nbsp; It was a question that widened Jamie's eyes a little, even as his hand kept moving.&nbsp; He'd been with more than a handful of women, and for most of them, the question of being able to orgasm was dependant on mood, and moving in just the right way.&nbsp; It was not a question of permission!<br><br>Or at least, it never had been before.&nbsp; "I'..."&nbsp; he managed, thrown in almost every way.&nbsp; There were only two parts of him that were on automatic pilot, much like the plane itself would be, before too long.&nbsp; His hard cock, of course, required no thought on his part.&nbsp; It had it's own head, and tended to do much of it's thinking on it's own.&nbsp; Or at least, it tried to.&nbsp; <br><br>And the more excited that Cathy was, the faster her hand was flying over his shaft.&nbsp; The need to cum was rising a bit more slowly in Jamie, but it was rising.&nbsp; All the more, considering how he could feel Cathy's cunt clutching at his fingers.&nbsp; And his fingers pushing back, fighting her grip in an effort to get her off, to make her scream.<br><br>That was the other thing that was happening without conscious thought.&nbsp; His invading fingers, twisting and thrusting into her, digging at her nerve endings, plumbing her hungry depths.&nbsp; How could he deny her?&nbsp; Here, at least, where she could not make any noise...&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes.&nbsp; You can."&nbsp; he finally replied, realizing that he'd been silent far too long.&nbsp; "In fact... I INSIST.&nbsp; Now.&nbsp; Finish NOW, Cathy."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 07:13:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cathy felt herself flush half a shade when she asked for permission. She kept her movements sure and confident on his shaft, but the warmth in her cheeks was spreading down her body. She had asked for permission. It had simply come from her lips naturally, but in the seeming hours between her question and him responding, she realized the full implications. She asked for a sort of Dominant/submissive relationships between them. Cathy had asked for permission, giving her right to pleasure to Jamie. She took what was once her right, and gave it to him to decide. If things would continue like this she wasn't sure she'd ever want them to leave. And yet that finality to the vacation made her uninhibited. She could jump into things fast and hard that she would never dare anyplace near her home.<br><br>Letting out a loud breath, she felt her sex give a particularly strong clutch, shivering in part at her own thoughts, but primarily at the magic Jamie's hand was preforming. Inside her it felt like it was not one man working, but two at least. The fingers seemed to never tire, and know the most intimate places of her cunt better then she did. That amazing stimulation in time with her being on a plane full of people made her hold back a wave.<br><br>Cathy, although almost lost in herself, did not forget her duties. With feverish enthusiasm she kept her hand on him, pressing the palm against his hard flesh in no distinguishable rhythm, keeping him as uncertain as she was. And hopefully, just as aroused. Sliding over, she let a her pinky finger crook down and rub a small area on the surface of his balls. The urge to rip off her blankets and come so he could visibly see almost took over Cathy as he spoke. <br><br>She turned her head closer to his, almost burying her face in his shoulder as she began to rock slightly against his hand, breathing a few uneven huffs onto his shoulder as she stroked him, pumping against the hand inside her, on a plane full of strangers, with a stranger. "Th...ank you..." Her words were a little breathless against him, trying to sound unaffected and failing. Cathy felt it rise inside her, slowly. Not yet crashing, but building up steadily. She tried to hang on to it a few more moments, build and savour. Fighting to bring him with her hand, she squeezed hard, quivering on his shaft. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kalen</strong> on <strong>12-11-2008, 18:29:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a sensous synchronicity between Cathy's hand and her sex that was making life very, very interesting for Jamie.&nbsp; Once he'd told her that he was permitting her to cum, her twitching cunt had clamped down on his fingers.&nbsp; She had been doing her very best to use her hand to make him feel like he was fucking her, matching her actions to his own.<br><br>The crushing grip shocked him out of his impending orgasm.&nbsp; Not that it didn't feel good, but it was such a radical change from what she had been doing that it caused his eyes to fly open, and he lost his concentration.&nbsp; His fingers paused, for a split second, and then, he resumed doing exactly what he had been doing...<br><br>"Cathy... now.&nbsp; Do it now."&nbsp; he grunted urgently, resisting the urge to thrust up against her hand.&nbsp; His raging erection was already obvious enough, without pushing it up into the air.&nbsp; They were being dangerous enough already.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Exotic Inhibition [Kalen and MusicNeverDies]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MusicNeverDies</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 18:53:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Pressing hard against the hand sliding into her, Cathy could feel every tiny detail about those glorious fingers. She was clutched so tightly around them there was a faint worry they would get stuck when she clenched down, but with the constant in and out he had going that worry faded. Instead she only focused on the sensations, which were tuned and perfect. He <em>must</em> have been experienced. There was no chance that someone without some practice could drive her so close to the edge so fast. Nor was there likely a chance that someone without experience would have not lost his own load by now. She wasn't arrogant, but she knew when she was doing a good job with something. And she felt damn proud of the number she was working on his cock. <br><br>But he would hopefully say the same about her as her hand slid along his thick shaft. Now she was having difficulties with her task, as he kept his pace at her. Pressing her face deeper into &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;his shoulder, his voice was right in her ear. His fingers were right in her tight cunt. And in return for those things, she was in the palm of his hand. Ironically, part of him was in the palm of hers, but in a more physical sense. <br><br>His actions were enough to bring her over, but the words in correlation with them? Heaven. Her mouth opened wide and shakily, pressed hard against his shoulder to muffle the sound of her moan. Her hips bucked slightly, her sex clenching like a vice around his fingers as the muscles contracted and shook. Her lips quivered on his shoulder as she fought to stay silent, mostly succeeding. The hand she had clutching to him was frantic, shaking with her lack of control even a she tried to keep stroking him, to bring him over with her. Shutting her eyes tightly, Cathy rode the wave of pleasure as it crashed over her. 
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