The content of this blog is not the figment of imagination but the recollection in word or prose of events as they occur to three powerful minds.

Names have been changed to protect the innocent and spare the guilty of vilification.


El contenido de este blog no es el producto de la imaginacion, pero el recuerdo de palabra o de la prosa de los acontecimientos a medida que se producen a tres mentes poderosas.

Nombres han sido cambiados para proteger a los inocentes y los culpables de repuesto en caso de difamacion.


Tuesday, April 7, 2009

O on: The end


Two friends meet in the office of one of them, a notorious techno-geek.

"Hey, bud, how are ya?"

"I'm good. Congratulations, that new secretary of yours is beautiful!"

"Well, I'm glad you like her. Believe it or not, she's a robot!"

"No way, how could that be?"

"Way! She's the latest model from Japan. Lemme tell you how she works. If you squeeze her left tit, she takes dictation. If you squeeze her right tit, she types a letter. And that's not all, she can have sex, too!"

"Holy shit! You're kidding, right?"

"No, she's something, huh? Tell you what, you can even borrow her."

So, his friend takes her into the restroom and is in there with her for a while. Suddenly, he hears him screaming "Eeeeyaaaaa! Heeelp" Ooooooh! Aaaaaaah! eeeeeeeeeaaargghhhh!"

The guy says, "Shit! I forgot to tell him her ass is a pencil sharpener!"


Ps i left my panties in your bag. see you in Dubai

I head straight to my bag and it's right there her panties, still wet with her juices with a little note;
I'll be at the Palm Jumeirah... giving me her details. She is going to be 5 minutes from me for the next 5 days. I began to plan my assault reorganize my bags to make space for the bullet next to the business plan then the msgs continue

The next 5 days will blow your mind.... Be prepared
Her: I'm on ur flight and aim to become a member of the mile high club so be warned.

She's on my flight, a tip at the check in counter gets us seats with the isle separating us... Just the way i want it; She can see but can't touch let her imagination go on overdrive.

The plane takes off and i give it an hour before i start to work the floodgates. Beauty about old firewood, it ignites very quickly and i aim to burn this one to cinder
I send her a note: remember my friend the bullet he would like to say hi Meet me in 5 minutes tap once.

I get up, head to the bathroom 5 minutes pass and no tap, 7 minutes.... nothing i break into a smile i will not be the mouse. Patience i will myself 10 minutes and 3 angry and deprived people later i hear it.
I ignore it.
I open, pull her in and lock the door her eyes are glazed in anticipation of what's coming. The look is infectious i hear mini start his rumble. My lips find hers teasing and probing like life depended on it. My hands roam cupping but not releasing her breasts... stroking her thighs working my way up her skirt like a pirate with a map searching for hidden treasure. I don't have time but this will be good.
I pull back and my gaze says it all. off with the top so i can pay those two delectable mounds some attention. A flick on her nipple and i feel her shudder in pleasure. Her juices are flowing over my fingers as my thumb and index minister to her clit while my middle finger slowly massages her lips. Now she's ready.

Arrrgh she moans in her sexy way that gets me hot and bothered slowly i position to make an entrance gliding into her like a locomotive finding it's momentum slowly picking up speed hitting the magic button that adds a vibrating wave to the mix. A guttural moan escapes her throat i block it off and keep my hand clasped over her mouth.

This train is on full speed.... then TAP
VOICE: Are you okay in there
ME: Fine will be out in just a minute Thanks

For the first time I'm wishing i could actually make it happen in a minute so i hit the fast forward button. Rushed and hurried it becomes the quickie it was ordained to be rough and muffled the sex becomes animalistic and crude a race to ecstasy.....

Back in the cabin, i pass her a note...welcome to the mile high club

3 months, dead batteries, expended toys and multiple orgasms later, We're in my car staring into the night after a tryst in my back seat then she drops the atomic bomb on me; " I want you to date my niece, as my birthday present"


  1. first!!!!!!!!

    Dang mad post.... so why does she want u to date her niece?

    Continue d story jo!!!!

  2. Mile high club! Nice 1..i've always wanted to do that...never been in the right situation tho.

    one day


  3. sex on a plane..one of my fantasies..i hope im not too chicken to make it happen!

    ok, im sitting on the edge of my seat, u gotta finish this story soon!

  4. oh wait..is this really THE END???

  5. Qube: Read my post The Aunt The Neice

    Buttercup: Senora de Chari, the end of the story is The aunt The Neice.

    Scribbles: Felicidades tambien Hermano


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