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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 17:31:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She sat across from me in our little cabin staring out the window, watching the countryside fly by. How could she look so peaceful and not be worried about anything? I absolutely hated to take the train. It didn’t help that there was a crash last week. We were going to be on the train [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>She sat across from me in our little cabin staring out the window, watching the countryside fly by. How could she look so peaceful and not be worried about anything? I absolutely hated to take the train. It didn’t help that there was a crash last week. We were going to be on the train for at least eight hours. It was everything I could do just to sit still and the constant rocking was making me sick.<span id="more-227"></span></p>
<p>She turned her gaze from the window to me. Her deep green eyes smiling into mine. She’s absolutely beautiful. “Are you ok hon?” She asked. I shrugged trying to make light of it, “Yeah, just peachy keen.” She rose her eyebrow at me “How come I don’t believe you Pam?” She laughed and switched seats, sitting closely to me. Her arms slid around my shoulder and she pulled me close, the smell of her light perfume filled my nose. She gently pulled my face to hers with her other hand and looked me straight in the eyes. “Is there anything I can do to take your mind off this trip? I really hate to see you like this babe.” With that said, she kissed my lips softly. Her delicate touch sent tingles down my spine.</p>
<p>She pulled back and smiled again. She was so sweet, in more ways than one. Her kiss got me thinking about the night before. She was absolutely amazing. She giggled. “Your mind is racing isn’t it?” I smiled and half blushed. “Yes. I can’t stop thinking about last night Katie.” “Mmmm me either babe, me either. You were great, I’ve never felt a knowing tongue before.” She laughed again. “You hear that women know what women want and home court advantage really does help. Man! They weren’t kidding!” We both laughed.</p>
<p>I looked around our little cabin. The only window was at the side and no one could run fast enough to look in. I stood up and locked the door. As I turned to walk back to her she had stood up to meet me. We met in an embrace and kissed deeply. Our tongues swirled over each others, letting our saliva mix. My heart was pounding in my ears as I began to remove her clothes and toss them aside. Our kissing deepened and we slowly lowered ourselves down on the bench seat. She whimpered as she warm skin touched the cool material of the seat. Her nipples were rock hard and I went straight to one.</p>
<p>I pressed my mouth against her breast and sucked her nipple deep into my mouth. My tongue circled around it as I sucked it in further. Her light moans rang in my ears. She had unbuttoned the front of my shirt revealing my small tits. Our skin pressed together, soft and warm. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was and how badly I wanted to taste her again. I worked my way down her slender body, lightly biting along the way. With each bite, she jerked slightly, and then moaned. She loved this.</p>
<p>As I moved past her tummy I could feel her black curly hairs tickle my chin. My mouth watered in anticipation. I slid my hands up to her hips and pressed my face deeper into her pussy. Her wetness coated my face as my tongue explored her folds, searching for her clit. Her clit was so swollen and I could imagine the yearning for release she felt, I had it too, but I wanted to make her cum first. Her moans let me know I had found what I was looking for and I began to stroke her clit firmly with my tongue. As my tongue rolled over her clit her hands slid down to the back of my head and she threaded her fingers into my blonde hair.</p>
<p>Her moans were all I could hear over the thu-thump of the rails. I held onto her hips tightly with both hands as I continued to wiggle my face into her sweetness. Her body began to tense up and her breathing became gaspy. I continued on relentlessly, knowing I was about to make her explode. I swirled my tongue around her clit, gently sucking it into my mouth and releasing it. I slid my middle finger into her tight hole and felt her muscles contract. Her back arched and her body quivered in her climax. I kept up the pace, wanting to push her further over the edge.</p>
<p>I looked up over her hairy mound and watched her tummy rise and fall, her breathing was returning to normal. As soon as I was satisfied that she was content and fully released I moved back up her quivering body, placing delicate kisses on her skin. I could feel her heart pounding in her chest as I kissed her deeply, letting her taste her own sweetness in my mouth. Her slick fluid on my face quickly smeared onto her face. Her scent filled the cabin. We both let out soft moans as our tongues danced once again.</p>
<p>She pushed me back and immediately went straight for my pussy. She tossed up my skirt, covering my tummy with the thin fabric. She blew lightly across my lips, making me quiver. She slipped her tongue from her mouth and plunged deep into my growing wetness. The gasp that escaped my mouth turned into a moan quickly. Oh god her tongue felt so incredible against my clit. Before I knew it I was pushing her face deeper into my pussy and rocking my hips against her mouth. I could feel my climax begin to build deep within me, sending waves of pleasure all over my body.</p>
<p>The harder I pushed the more her tongue danced across my clit. To my surprise she penetrated my hole with her finger. She hadn’t done that last night, but oh my God it felt great! I squeezed tightly around her finger as it pumped in and out of my tight pussy. My moans filled the cabin as she brought my closer and closer to cumming.</p>
<p>My body tensed and I held my breath as my climax came on full force. I felt my juices flow freely, coating her mouth and finger. With every breath I moaned, even as my peak subsided. She pulled my dress back down, and with a final kiss upon my hairy lips she covered my pussy and moved up my body. She kissed my tummy and lightly flicked my nipples with her tongue before she pressed her lips to mine and kissed me deeply. Both our juices mixed in our mouths and the scent filled the cabin.</p>
<p>As we lay on the bench seat she looked at me and smiled, “Now, babe, is that better?” We both laughed again and for the next six hours she kept my mind off of the train ride.</p>
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		<title>Airplane Fantasy</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 17:28:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She had long beautiful black hair and was impossibly young.  She gave us the standard greeting as we came through the entry.  I thought about Jay behind me–I was certain he had noticed her.
The plane was almost deserted.  Once in flight, we flipped up the arm rest between us and I lay [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>She had long beautiful black hair and was impossibly young.  She gave us the standard greeting as we came through the entry.  I thought about Jay behind me–I was certain he had noticed her.<span id="more-221"></span></p>
<p>The plane was almost deserted.  Once in flight, we flipped up the arm rest between us and I lay against Jay who lay against the wall.  It was nice like that and I spread Jay’s coat over us like a blanket.</p>
<p>I was feeling sleepy.  We had hours of night-time flying in front of us.  The hum of the plane was somehow comforting.  Jay held me in his arms.  I felt him slip his fingers into the waste of my pants.  That’s Jay for you.  In my panties.  He slowly fingered me.  I opened my eyes.  I felt that feeling growing inside me.</p>
<p>The stewardess walked by.  It was so strange to have Jay fingering me right there in front of someone.  It was a different stewardess–she was blond and older.  I liked her looks–more mature and very attractive.</p>
<p>Jay withdrew his fingers and I could tell he was sleepy.  Soon I could feel that he was sleeping.  I slipped my own fingers where his had been.  I fingered so slowly.  I wanted that feeling, more and more.  The blond stewardess came back and stopped.  I stopped my fingers, laying there frozen.  She looked right at me and then smiled.  I was sure it was a knowing smile.  Then she went on and I fingered myself more.  I kept fingering ever so slowly and soon I was ever so ready.  Kneeling–I had a vision of her kneeling between my legs, licking me.  I fingered and fingered and came.</p>
<p>I was quiet–I can be quiet, but I was glad she wasn’t there: I realized my mouth had been hanging open and I shut it.  Jay was awake again–he must have sensed my orgasm.  I felt his fingers slipping in, joining mine.  I like the feel of his fingers, of my love’s ministrations.  He fingered me slowly–he knows.  Then I was feeling that feeling again.  He wasn’t stopping and I knew he wouldn’t.  I wanted to make sure I didn’t lay there with my mouth open.  The stewardesses weren’t there–they were in the front or something.  Doing something.  I thought of the dark-haired one standing with her skirt up, having the blonde lick her.  My body stiffened and Jay’s fingers didn’t stop.  Oh, it was even better.</p>
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		<title>The Neighbors Daughter</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 01:07:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Despite the fact I’d driven her to the college and helped her get settled into her freshman dorm room, I couldn’t believe that Kaitlin was gone. Ever since Mark and I divorced, over ten years ago, my life had built solely around taking care of my daughter. Sure, I tried dating a few times but [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Despite the fact I’d driven her to the college and helped her get settled into her freshman dorm room, I couldn’t believe that Kaitlin was gone. Ever since Mark and I divorced, over ten years ago, my life had built solely around taking care of my daughter. Sure, I tried dating a few times but none of those guys lasted very long. Every time I’d go out, I’d feel guilty about leaving my little girl back home. Only now, I guess, she wasn’t so little. She was sleeping under a different roof, in her dorm. I was wide-awake, pacing an empty house in my nightgown.<br />
<span id="more-176"></span><br />
I hadn’t worn this nightgown for years. It was a low cut, black silk job I’d picked up when Mark and I were still together. I was proud that I’d kept myself in such good shape that it still fit. My lightly freckled boobs showed a lot of cleavage but not too much sag. This old redhead still had a pretty tight little body. The nightgown felt soft and silky against my skin and it clung to my curves. The real reason I’d put it on though was the color. It was black. It fit my mood.</p>
<p>Though I rarely drink, I poured myself a healthy second shot of Scotch and wandered into Kaitlin’s room. It still smelled of her herbal soap and shampoo. I brushed my fingers along her bureau and looked around her room. God, it was going to be a long time until Thanksgiving! I sat down on her bed and stared out the window, she must have flung open her curtains this morning. I had tears in my eyes, thinking about her facing the first day of her new life. I slugged down the rest of the Scotch. The warmth in my belly felt good. It brought my eyes back into focus.</p>
<p>Maybe it was the tears, maybe it was my melancholy mood but it wasn’t until that moment that I realized I’d been staring into a bedroom window. Our house sits on the peak of a small hill so the other window was a little below Kaitlin’s. There was a girl spread eagle on the bed, wearing nothing but white panties. Linda was Kaitlin’s age; they were close for a while in junior high. When Kaitlin got heavy into sports they drifted apart. I’d always thought Linda was cute. From what I could see, she still was. Her black hair framed a face with big brown eyes and a cute pug nose. Even her tits were cute, average size firm ones with light brown aureole. I wondered whether she always had her shade up at night or just knew, with Kaitlin gone, no one could see into her well-lit room. I could tell, pretty quickly, that she probably wasn’t expecting anyone to be looking.</p>
<p>Her right hand had moved up and was lightly caressing her right breast. Her tanned legs began to squirm a bit on the bed. I held my breath as her left hand began caressing her other breast. She arched her back, pressing her cute breasts into her gently rubbing hands. I could feel a warmth growing a few inches lower than where the Scotch had landed. I brought my hands up to my breasts. My nipples were already hard as I slid the silk across them; my breasts hungered for the contact.</p>
<p>Linda released her right breast and slid her hand into her white cotton panties. I watched her fingers sliding under her panties. Though she was facing the window, I didn’t think she could see me in the dark. I continued rubbing my breasts as I watched her finger her pussy. I knew my own cunt was getting pretty wet. I didn’t know why I kept looking. I didn’t know why the sight was exciting me. It didn’t seem to matter at the time. I needed to feel something other than empty.</p>
<p>When Linda reached down to slip off her panties, I was startled by her dense, black bush, She obviously trimmed it to wear a bikini but the pubic hair was much denser than my red ones. She started sliding a finger along her slit and I couldn’t stand it anymore. I shifted position and kneeled on Kaitlin’s bed, facing the window so I could watch Linda masturbate. I pulled the nightgown up over my butt and reached down between my legs. My wet slit welcomed the sliding finger as inhaled deeply. Linda’s entire hand was now involved in playing with her pussy; her left hand was tweaking her right nipple. Her knees were up and her legs were spread wide to give her right hand more room to play. I began rubbing my right hand along my pussy as I braced my self on the bed with the left. My fingers felt so good sliding along my lips, grazing my swollen clit on the way by, sending little surges of electricity through my body.</p>
<p>Linda’s left hand had now come down to help the right. She was using the left to rub around her clit as her right was rubbing around her pretty cunt, spreading the lips, revealing the inner depths that I knew she was about to invade. I slipped two fingers into my pussy at almost the exact same moment Linda’s fingers slid into hers. I had the bottom of my palm pressed against my clit as I slid deep into my greedy cunt. Linda’s left fingers were sliding around her clit as the fingers on her right hand pumped in her pussy. She was bucking her hips, her mouth wide open as her head thrashed back and forth on the pillow. I was moaning, my ragged breath coming out in gasps, my heart pounding hard. Waves of pleasure were spreading throughout my body from the fiery center where my fingers were now frantic in their rush toward orgasm. Linda was thrashing on the bed, her fingers a blur in her black haired pussy. I watched her young, naked body clutch and quiver as her orgasm washed over; it rocked her body as if she was being electrocuted. I wanted to hold my own cum off a moment longer to watch her lovely nudity twitching but it came upon me in a rush, overpowering me and driving me down flat on to the bed. I laid there on my belly, my hand wedged between my legs and my naked ass pointed at the ceiling, sucking in much needed air. My body was trembling. I hadn’t cum that hard in awhile.</p>
<p>When I finally rearranged my nightgown and looked out the window, Linda’s bedroom light was out. Looking around Kaitlin’s empty room, I actually grinned. Maybe it was time for this old redhead to try dating again.</p>
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