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Wings - Flying High 1/2
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Subject: Wings - Flying High 1
From: [email protected] (Richard Dale)
Date: Tue Feb 21 21:28:00 1995
An original story - Not an original idea - A rip-off of the NBC series.
It may be collected or distributed freely. The story may be posted
freely as long as it is in the proper area of a system that accepts such
postings. The story is in three segments (which I have tried to make
roughly equal in length) and a closing.
All characters are fictional* and not intended to implicate any persons
living or dead, nor to indicate the actual actors who play them (although
I have thought highly of Crystal Bernard for almost 15 years and Farrah
Forke has captured my attention as well).
Wings -- Pistoning Engines
by [email protected]
Joe and Brian Hackett - Operators of Sandpiper Airlines
Roy Biggins - Counter operations for Aeromass
Faye Cochoran - Counter operations for Sandpiper Airlines
Lowell Mather - Mechanic for Sandpiper Airlines
Antonio Scarpacci - Taxi driver
Alex Lambert - Sassy helicopter pilot
Helen Chappell- Waitress at the air terminal grill
Casey - Helen's sister. Half crazy (Helen is the other half).
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"Oh, man! Will you look at that?" giggled Joe.
"Those are great tits! Look at her lick that other girl's pussy!" Brian
replied.
The Hackett brothers were in their office at Sandpiper Air, watching a
lesbian video. They had the doors locked and the lights were out. No one
knew they were in there. After about 20 minutes of the video they had
their cocks out and were pumping them.
"I wish Helen was in here," Brian said.
"Yeah. I could go for a tumble with Alex, too," said Joe.
The room was silent except for their breathing, the slick slapping of
their hands on their seven-inch cocks, and the moaning coming from the
television. They had timed their day so they could watch the video during
a lull in flights from the hub at Boston. There wouldn't be any scheduled
flights coming in for at least 45 minutes.
"Ooooh yeah! Lick me baby! Lick me!" a woman moaned.
Veteran porn actress Sharon Mitchell had her knees pulled up to her
breasts and was moaning as a blonde girl fingered her wet hole. It looked
like a teacher/cheerleader encounter. The girl's ass was wiggling in the
air and her hot pussy was pulsing as she got hornier. Then she leaned
over further to lick the older woman's pussy. The girl had come into the
classroom to get some homework. After a few peeks up Sharon Mitchell's
short skirt, the cheerleader had started putting the move on her teacher
and they were going at it on the desk. The camera zoomed in on the blonde
cheerleader's pussy and butthole.
"Man, wouldn't you like to pump it into that hole?" hissed Brian as his
hand flew up and down his cock.
"Yeah. Oh yeah. Either hole looks good," Joe said, equally busy.
Suddenly they stopped pumping. Someone was putting a key in the lock!
The door opened a crack. Brian grabbed the remote and hit the power on
the VCR and TV. They couldn't see the face, but they could tell it was a
female form. They could see a glimmer of light against the long blonde
hair as the body slipped into the room. They just loved Helen's long
blonde hair.
"Come over here, boys," a voice whispered huskily.
They could feel clothes being thrown at them. Brian got hit with a bra
and Joe got hit with panties. Quickly they both stripped and headed for
the center of the room. The naked female grasped them by their cocks and
began pumping them, gradually lowering them to the floor. Joe lay down on
his back. He had brought the clothes with him, so he spread them out on
the floor. He lay on them and felt the hot female mouth engulf his cock.
The long hair swirled around his thighs as the slick tongue worked on his
throbbing boner.
"Ahh, yeah. Oh, Helen. That is so great! Mmmmmm, feels sooo nice!" Joe
moaned.
Then he felt the lithe body move around and lower her pussy onto his cock.
It felt like a silk glove. Dimly he could see his brother kneeling over
his head, pushing his cock into the hot mouth which had just sucked him a
minute before. After a few seconds, Brian pulled out of her mouth and
went over to the desk. He got the bottle of lotion that they had been
using to jack their cocks. Moving between his brother's knees, he pumped
a bit onto Helen's butthole, then squirted some onto his hand, lubing up
his cock. He pushed up against the tight hole. There was a bit of
resistance, but after the head slipped in, Helen grunted and wheezed. He
pushed all the way in and began thrusting back and forth.
"Hhnnnnnnnnnggggggg!" Helen moaned in ecstacy.
"Ohhh, yeah, baby! Fuck me hard!" Joe whispered into her ear.
"Such a tight ass, baby! I love fucking your ass!" Brian said, slapping
her cheeks!"
"Oh, man! I'm gonna cum pretty quick! She's doing something with her
pussy that's gonna bring me off!" Joe said in a stuttering voice, edged
with his hard breathing.
"Yeah. Her butthole is doing the same thing," Brian replied.
Helen said nothing but kept thrusting her hips, squeezing and releasing
her muscles in order to milk the hot juice from the two cocks. She had
never been double-fucked before, and it was wonderful!
"Awwwwww, yeah! I'm cumming baby! I'm cumming!"
Joe grabbed for Helen and hugged her close, kissing her as his cock
twitched and unloaded what seemed like a gallon of hot cum. Brian was
right behind him, squirting and squirting up her tight butt. They lay
together for a few minutes, breathing and panting.
After a few minutes, Brian got up and stumbled over to the desk. He
reached to turn on the desk lamp and heard a yelp from Helen. Before she
could do anything, the light came on.
"Faye? What are you doing?!!!"
Faye was laying back on the floor, her legs spread. Cum was dribbling out
of her pussy and butthole. She pulled off the wig and grinned.
"Welllll. . . I saw your office light go off and I knew what you were
doing. I found your video stash the other day and suspected you'd do
something like jacking off while you watched them. It didn't take long to
put two and two together and come up with an answer I liked. All I had to
do was get a wig and put it on. I banked on the fact that you'd both be
too worked up to notice I wasn't really Helen," she said, rambling along,
idly fingering her pussy and licking her fingers clean of cum and pussy
juice and occasionally leaning over to lick the two cocks clean.
"Yeah. I shoulda figured when I got it up your ass. Helen would never go
for that. I'm surprised she will even touch a guy's cock. But I know
better. She's pretty wild, but she like to put on an act like she is a
good girl," Brian said.
"Well, if Faye is here. . .where's Helen?" asked Joe.
"I don't know," Brian and Faye answered together.
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"Oh, yeah. That's nice. Shake it baby, shake it."
Roy Biggins was sitting naked in his living room, scarfing down a big
bucket of buttered popcorn, potato chips with dip, Milk Duds, M&Ms, ice
cream, and about anything else that was edible. Crumbs were dripping onto
his large naked belly and he used his occasionally free hand to pump his
nine-inch cock while Helen danced in front of him. By this time she was
naked except for a teeny g-string which barely covered her pubic hair.
Her tits were jiggling and she cupped them in her hands, pulling and
lifting them up to pinch her nipples.
"Mmmmm, Roy! I can't believe I'm doing this! I don't know what could
have possessed me to do it. I really can't believe the size of your cock
either! Man, that looks so tasty! I can't wait to dive on it and have it
between my legs!" Helen said, her eyes wide.
Helen's mind was spinning. What was she doing? She was engaged to be
married. More than that, she was a nice girl, not a slut. Well, she
liked sex. She fingered her pussy every night at least twice. Okay, so
sometimes she used a vibrator. Sometimes two -- one in her butt. But she
was really a good girl. Her eyes were locked on Roy's huge cock. She
couldn't believe the size of the thing! It was like the end of a baseball
bat. Maybe not as big around, but close!
She stripped off the g-string and danced over in front of Roy, pulling her
pussy lips open and showing the hot, wet pink. Roy couldn't tell if she
was a real blonde because there was no hair. Helen was meticulous about
shaving her pussy. She had heard other girls say they shaved because they
wore bikinis or their boyfriends or husbands thought it looked like a
young girl's pussy. Helen didn't know why she shaved. She just like
touching her pussy. She dipped a couple of fingers inside and brought
them up to her mouth where she licked them clean.
She knelt down between Roy's knees and wrapped her hand around his cock.
It was so big that even using two hands failed to cover it all. She began
squeezing and pumping, watching it turn purple and bright red. The head
was throbbing and pulsing. She leaned over and licked it, swirling her
tongue around the head.
"Oooooh! I can't wait to get this baby inside me. Roy Biggins, if I had
known you carried this hunk of meat between your legs, you could have had
me behind the counter every day," Helen said as she jacked his cock.
"Go for it, Chappell. Do it. I know what you want and you know what you
want. Go for it!"
Helen lowered her mouth, engulfing about six inches before she felt she
couldn't take any more. She created a vacuum with her mouth that drew a
surprised, pleased gasp from the huge fuckstick's owner. Watching all
those blowjob movies really paid off, she realized. There wasn't much
action on Nantucket Island, so adult movies and videos were really
popular. Helen suddenly pulled off his cock and began laughing.
"What's so funny?" Roy demanded.
"I was just thinking how good this cock is, and it reminded me of the old
poem -- there once was a man from Nantucket."
She shrieked with laughter as she jacked his cock, and he laughed along
with her. After a minute he put the tub of popcorn on the end table and
held out his hand. She took it and he led her to the center of the room.
He lay down and she squatted over him, lowering her dripping snatch onto
the nine inch hunk of pleasure. She wailed as she felt the thing invade
her cunt, causing ripples of orgasm as it stretched her.
"Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh."
Her gasps came in staccato-like bursts as she slid down in short bounces.
She wanted the cock inside her the whole time, not sliding in and out.
When she was on top of a man, she liked to hold fairly still and finger
her clit. After about 10 minutes she pulled off and lay on her back.
"Fuck me, Roy. Fuck me with that big hard cock!"
Roy knelt between her thighs and lifted her ass so he could easily slide
inside her. He grunted as his huge fuck stick pushed into the blonde's
tight shaved pussy. She was almost on her shoulders and grunted like a
pig as he fucked her along the floor. She had layed down on some silk
underwear, and it was sliding along the wood floor, making fucking a bit
difficult.
"Just a minute, Roy. Oh, ahh. Oh, just a minute! Stop for just one
second, please."
He pulled out and Helen flipped around to her hands and knees. She
reached between her legs and spread open her pussy lips. Roy grinned and
walked forward on his knees until he was between her legs. He pushed his
cock in her once again. She growled in pleasure, then gasped as he began
his in and out movement. She was having an orgasm on almost every stroke.
The ridge around the head of his cock was thick and rubbed against her
throbbing clit on every thrust. It almost made the top of her head come
off. She whipped her head around and moaned.
After a few minutes, Roy began pumping faster and faster. Helen was
relieved. She didn't know how much longer she could take the sensation of
the huge cock making her cum and cum and cum.
"YEAHHH!" she shrieked.
Roy reached around and put his hand over her mouth as he drilled in to the
limit of his nine inches. She was moaning into his hand and he could feel
the blonde's shaved pussy spasming around his cock as he dumped his cum
into her. It felt like she was milking a gallon of hot juice from his
balls.
Helen collapsed on the floor, panting, her tits heaving as her chest rose
and fell. She had pinched her nipples almost to the point of rawness as
she was getting fucked. A Hackett cock had never done her that good!
"Oh, Roy, that was nice," she said as she and Roy leaned against the
couch, cuddling in each other's arms.
His cock was still fairly stiff. She reached between his legs and began
pumping it up and down, milking out the last drops of the salty goo,
leaning over and lapping it up with her tongue. Every few licks she would
wrap her lips around the head and make a sharp suck on just the sensitive,
tender head. It sent chills through his body.
"Yeah, that's it. Oh, Chappell! You're not fooling anyone you know! You
put on that aloof act, that crazy act, but you're really just as hot and
horny as any girl. Except for your crazy sister. I didn't see her today.
I wonder where she is?"
"Mmmmmmm. I don't know. Right now, I don't care. I feel so good, I
don't want to know anything."
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"There it is. Hideaway Beach," Alex said.
She piloted the helicopter deftly through the narrow area and down onto
the sandy beach. Her expert eyes found a level spot that was sturdy
enough to support the bird's weight, then she killed the engines and began
shutting down the systems.
"Thanks for flying me out here," Casey said. "I've heard rumors about
this place and wanted to explore the rocks and diving pools."
"Well, it's almost impossible to get here by land. You can boat in, but
you stand a better than even chance of wrecking your boat on the rocks.
The best way in is by helicopter," Alex replied.
Casey helped Alex unload the food and diving supplies. They set up a
small tent. They were going to be there until the following afternoon.
Casey wanted to do a bit of diving and looking around. Alex had a diving
license as well. She decided to stay in order to give Casey a "diving
buddy" and to get her out of there in case the weather turned bad. There
was not much chance of that according to the weather bureau. The tent was
quickly set up and the supplies stored.
"I'm going for a dive," Casey said.
She unzipped her pants and pulled them down. Crossing her arms, she
pulled off her t-shirt and unsnapped her bra. Peeling her panties down to
her ankles, she stepped out of them and left her naked body completely
visible to Alex's open-mouthed stare. She pulled on her bikini.
"Oh, sorry," Casey said. "I hope I didn't embarass you. I just figured
that since I'm a girl and you're a girl that I could change without it
bothering you."
"Oh, no bother at all," Alex said.
Taking a cue from Casey, Alex stripped and stood naked for a moment while
arranging her bikini, which she then slipped on. She finally adjusted the
top around her tits and picked up her scuba gear. Casey had already put
hers on and was heading for the water. They dived and spent close to an
hour exploring rock formations. They even found a couple of chests that
were rumored to be there. One was empty and had been long since broken
open by wave action. The other was fairly well hidden by some rocks.
They couldn't open it and had to wait. It was getting dark and their air
was running out. They'd have to refill from the compressor in the chopper
and try again in the morning.
Alex had grabbed a couple of lobsters on the way back and they were just
about done. The potatoes were tender and the herbs boiling in the pot
smelled good.
"C'mon. While this finishes, we've got to do something about all that
salt water," Casey said.
The girls went over to a nearby waterfall. Casey was naked, but Alex was
wearing bikini bottoms, which she removed before getting in the water.
They rinsed the salty water out of their hair and off their skin. The
water was just a bit chilly, and Alex blushed when she realized she was
staring at Casey's hard nipples, especially when their eyes met. Then she
realized her own nipples were hard, at least half an inch long, and that
Casey was staring, too. They took one last dunk under the plunging water,
sputtered, and hurried back to their fire to warm up. It wasn't a
particularly cold evening, but the fire felt nice. They ate dinner and
sat by the fire, watching it crackle.
"Mmmmm, that was pretty tasty, even for just a campfire meal," Casey said.
Alex agreed.
"Yeah, it's surprising what you can do out in the open. Most people think
you need a kitchen for things like this. But we're not finished yet. I
have a surprise."
Alex walked over to the helicopter and rummaged around in the cargo area.
She came back with a cannister of some kind. Taking the lid off, she
produced a bottle of champagne.
"Taa daaaa!" she said. "To celebrate your new-found freedom and
liberation!"
"You mean my separation?" Casey asked.
"Well. . .yes. Sorry," said Alex.
"Oh, no need to apologize. It's just one of those things. Sure I miss
him. But I'll get over it. Let's drink that champagne!"
As they drank the champagne, they giggled about the Hackett brothers and
life at the airport. Alex felt a breeze and shuddered. She started to
pull on a long-sleeve light shirt but her skin was tender from the sun and
salt water and she made a half-silent ouchie sound.
"Do you have any lotion?" Casey asked.
Alex practically broke her neck getting over to the helicopter and digging
the lotion out of the cargo container. She went back over to the fire and
stretched out a big towel in front of the tent. The tent blocked most of
the breeze and reflected the warmth of the fire back onto them.
"This will help a lot," Casey said.
Casey looked down at Alex's naked body lying face down on the towel. She
knelt down, one leg on each side of Alex's hips, almost sitting on her
tight ass. She squirted some lotion in her hand and began rubbing it on
the bare shoulders. Alex babbled something incoherent and gave a sigh of
pleasure.
"I can't believe how turned on I am getting," thought Casey. "I haven't
been with another girl since college. I forgot how nice it is."
She rubbed her hands up and down Alex's back, pushing her thumbs into the
soft skin, easing the tension in the muscles. Alex groaned with delight.
She was mumbling words that were inaudible or garbled. The massage felt
good. Casey could feel her own pussy start to moisten. She didn't know
if Alex would be agreeable to fucking another girl, so she had to proceed
carefully and maybe even let Alex make the first move. Of course, she
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