The story I wrote started one night when I was drinking in real life. I was feeling a little horny and daring from the alcohol and decided to put myse...lf on a little adventure. I really did go for a ride with a butt plug that vibrated and inflated. I was just beginning to explore anal so even with my mind and body numbed from the liquor inserting the plug took the most time and preparation for the ride I planned to partake on. The finger I used to grease my rear felt big at the time. The medium. Smith. It seemedbizarre to think that I had received what I was now giving. Continuingto stroke his penis and caress his balls, I bobbed my head up and downon the tip of his member, licking and caressing it.As he became more aroused, so he penetrated deeper and deeper into mymouth until I could no longer hold on to his shaft. Letting go, andhaving nowhere else to put my hand, I reached round and held his firmbuttock. It was only when I could feel his pubic hair with my nose thatI realised I had. Her fingers trace the shaft with soft, delicate, featherlight touches. I’ve paid for oral without a condom so she runs her tongue over the head as she pulls the foreskin back. I can feel the heat of her mouth on my cock. My hands grip the edge of the dressing table for support as she sucks me into her mouth. She looks up, watching me every time she pulls her head back and lets my cock slide out. One hand on the shaft, the other fondling my balls. She hums a tune as her tongue tickles the strip. She began looking at me and then held the phone away from her, and asked, “Could you get a helicopter and go get them to come visit? It’ll be an hour and a half before they get here if they drive over. Can we please go get them?”I told her, “Sure, I’m sure that one of the Bell 407s should be available.”She told her mom that we would be there to pick them up in thirty minutes or so. We made a mad dash out to the airpark, pushed a 407 out of the hangar, did the preflight, and were on the way to.