Lessons in the Sky

Thor - the instructor

I could feel myself at the edge of the cliff. Her wild abandon matched my own. She locked her legs around my back and dug her hands into my ass - as though she was trying to pull me inside of her body. I corkscrewed my hips, rubbing, grinding, trying to launch both of us into orbit at the same time. Then, I knew....a gutteral, almost surreal sound was ripped from my very soul. "Yaggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" As I screamed my body exploded - pumping jet after jet of cum into her body. It seemed to go on for minutes. As I blasted, my hips continued to gyrate and drive my shaft in...in......innnnnnnnnnnnnn.
 
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His first jet of cum shot into me, feeling like a hot needle releasing an inner bubble. His scream released my own....ooooohhhhhh yessssssssss........I'm cummmminnggggggggggg as the first rush of hot moisture coated his cock.

He continued to pump in me riding out our ecstasy for what seemed like an eternity. Both of us not wanting to end. Even after I knew he was spent, I continued to milk him until our bodies shook from the aftershocks.

He finally collapsed his sweaty body over mine, I can feel my body drinking his heat. Our mouths found each other again but our kisses were slower, more gentle with less urgency.
 
Thor - the instructor

"My god, Mandy....that was.....words fail me." I twined my fingers in her hair and caressed. I rained gentle kisses on her mouth, neck, and her breasts. We were still joined. I could feel her inner muscles...still squeezing - it wasa like being massaged with a thousand tiny fingers. Who could have imagined.....an engine failure, forced landing in the middle of nowhere..and then.........
 
....and then ...hmmm....this...kissing his lips.

I was trying to fight it, but realization took over. It was the first time I was aware of where I was. The air was so hot and thick, you can see the mists of humidity hovering over us. The silence was eerie, it felt like we were the only existance on this planet.

With a look of concern, I asked, Where are we Thor?
 
Thor - the instructor

"We are in the 'glades - an abandoned airstrip - about six miles south of 'Alligator Alley.' However, it might as well be 600 - we can't walk through the swamps. I had better try the radio again on 121.5 Perhaps a passing airliner will hear."

I also thought, the ELT (emergency locator beacon). Perhaps there is a switch..........

I gathered up my clothes and began to dress. We were perfectly safe.........but...........
 
I noticed the worry in his eyes. His face had confidence, but his eyes told me different. As he dressed, I still couldn't help sneaking glances at his body, still shiny with sweat. The body that just recently covered my own. Stop it Mandy, I shouldn't be thinking about sex when we're stuck in the middle of the glades. I told myself as I shuddered from the tingles.

Maybe we should walk ahead and try to find some help?
 
Thor - the instructor

"No, Mandy, we need to stay put. There are snakes, gators, and god knows what else out there. Let me call for help again."

Suiting action to words, I clambered up on the wing, turned on the radio, and called "Mayday, Mayday" on 121.5 and waited for a response.....
 
The response came not from the air but from the fetid swamp itself in the form of a truly enormous man. A giant of a man dressed in tattered leathers, his long black hair falling over shoulders bulging with muscle and blackened to gleaming walnut by the ferocious sun. Around his throat he wore a neckless of alligator teeth and in his belt was a knife big enought to gut an elephant. A shotgun slung over his shoulder completed the arsenal if you didn't count his hands which balled up looked like concrete blocks.
He strode right up to them and looked them up and down. His demeanor was agressive but his voice was strangely soft for a man nearly 7 feet tall.

"Ah reckon your lost. I spied the plane go down and walked on over."

He held out his hand. They looked at it.

"Goddam...I ain't gonna bite ya!..My names
Big Jack Proudfoot, but most just call me GaterMan!...well come on, getcher gear and let's get outta here."
 
Thor - the instructor

OOC: Holy chit!!!!!

IC: I looked warily at this strange apparation that had emerged from the swamp. I also noted, with some alarm, that he carried a rather large knife...Bowie?...and a nasty looking shotgun. I pondered what to do, but this seemed to be the only game in town.

"Hello gaterman" I held out my hand in what I hoped was a friendly gesture......
 
OOC: LOL

I whipped my head towards the direction Thor was staring at and gasped at the beast nearing us. Instinctly, I leaned towards Thor and grabbed his arm.

Thor didn't seem to be bothered with the sight and extended his hand with the warmest smile, "Hello gatorman".. I stared at him in disbelief. With a look in his eye, Thor pointed his head towards him indicating for me say something.

"Hi Gatorman" I managed weakly.

Ignoring our gestures, Gatorman turned and started walking ahead. Thor quickly threw somethings in a backpack, grabbed my hand and ran after him.
 
Leaving the relatively open area of the old airstrip and following this immense stranger into the darkness of the swamps was an act of desperation but the man at least seemed to know what he was doing.
They walked in a gloom. Their feet sinking into the soft aqueas soil, bushing mosquito's and Spanish moss from their faces, wondering...

How long?
Say how long will it take to walk out of here

Thor tapped Big Jack on his shoulder.
He turned then and they almost ran into him.
Two days.
he grinned.

'cause tonight we sleep at my cabin. I got ta go there anyway an then it'll be too late to take you out tonight.

The moon was already up when they smelled the wood smoke and saw a dim kerosene lantern glowing in the distance.

That's my place Jack thundered,...let's go.
 
Thor - the instructor

Two days to walk out of here???? I knew we were only about 6 miles south of Alligator Alley. I decided, right then, that we might be in trouble.

"Don't you have a boat?" I inquired. I squeezed Mandy's hand as we walked, hoping that she would sense my concern.....
 
The big man laughed...

We don't need no damned boat! Now come on...
he nodded at the dillapidated shack.
I've got good food and a warm bed up there. We can start in the morning to get you home.

Suddenly he grabbed Mandy's arm and propelled here towards the door.

odd she thought...he only mentioned ONE bed.





OOC...we need a femme to play GatorMan's woman!
 
I felt myself being pulled into this so called "good food and warm bed." Looking around the one room shack, I just see a black iron stove and a twin bed with a single patched quilt.

Thor, with his hands on my hips, tried to pull me out the doorway, but Gatorman still hangin on to my hand, pulled me inside. Sit, she'll be home soon.
 
Annabelle Proudfoot

OOC: Hope it's okay if I jump right in ... feel free to send me packin' if the part is already spoken for!

IC: Annabelle Proudfoot moved silently through the muck and mire, two dead rabbits and a rattler skin draped over one bare shoulder. She wore an alligator skin vest, a gift from Gator last Christmas, which was tied together on each side with leather thongs. The skin beneath was a light mahogany, her long dark hair (braided just now to keep it out of her way) and large hazel eyes attested to her mixed Seminole and Southern Baptist heritage. She had grown up in the glades, or rather the outskirts, and left an abusive home at age 16 to take up with Gator. That had been ... she thought back ... five? six years ago? Well anyway, it had been long enough that she considered him HER man, and she was not above tearing skin from the bones of anyone who disputed it.

She was as tiny as Gator was huge, tipping the height scales at just barely 5'2". She wore a single leather strap around her neck with two rattler tails attached to it.

She knew there were strangers in the cabin before she even climbed the three rickety steps. She could smell their city-fied perfume water from here.

She entered the cabin silently, coming in just behind a man and a woman. She wondered briefly if the lady realized she had sand in her hair. Tossing the rabbits and the rattler skin on the one table between them, she couldn't hide a grin when they both jumped and spun around, wide eyed.

"Couldn't git much today," she said, motioning to the carcasses on the table, and addressing Gator,"it's so damn hot tha whole swamp's sleepin'."

Stepping between the two, she moved in front of her man, turned and folded her arms across her chest. She looked for all the world like a lioness protecting her cubs.

"I'm Annie Proudfoot. Help you folks?"
 
They's from that airplane crashed up in the old field Sweet Pea.
Brung 'um a long...thought we'd show'm some real Southern Hospitality.


Annabelle peered at the uncomfortable strangers with unabashed
suspicion.
They got any money Gate?...They's both real slick lookin' y'ast me. I bet theys got money.

GatorMan walked around his wife giving her a slap on her firm round rump.

Don't pay no mind to SweetPea here. She was raised up kind a rough. Don't hold with strangers an all...
You got any money?


Thor and Mandy backed towards the door but Big Jacks arm swept them away and into the gritty room which reeked of kerosene and cornbread.
Don't be skeered now folks alls we gonna do is feed ya and
give you a nights sweet pleasures!


His laugh was not reassuring nor was the evil sparkle in AnnaBelle's eyes.
 
Thor - the instructor

OOC: wondering if I should pull my .357.....nooooo :)

IC: I watched the new arrival with suspicion. She was backwoods redneck...fitted well with this Paul Bunyan character. I thought, however, we might be in trouble.

"Gaterman, I thank you for saving us. I am sure that the search and rescue folks that I talked to before you came will be here very soon."

I slipped my arm protectively around my student and recent lover and waited.....
 
Mandy

OOC: Welcome to our adventure Kit!

A night of sweet pleasures? Those words and his maniacal laugh made me jump even though Thor's protetive arms were wrapped around me. They reminded of the movie Deliverance. And what is that rancid smell? Is it them or the rabbits?

Listen Gatorman, we have money if you can take us back to civilization right now. Damn, did I just say civiliazation?

Gatorman peered at me with narrowed eyes, "We have no need for money...yer our guest...sit here....." tapping the bed.

We continued to stand at the door, What about my watch...it's worth about...

SIIIIIIIT!!!!!!!
 
They sat.
Thor's arm was wrapped around Mandy's shoulders as she huddled up next to him.
The light was failing and Annabel lit the lamp on the table.
The gold red light made things seem even more ....infernal.

You got a fine lookin' woman there...
Big jack sat on the table edge in front of them. tilting it so the lantern threatened to slide off. He grabbed it.

"See me and Sweet Pea are kinda shy of entertainment 'round here...Ain't we darlin?"

From the shadows by the stove they heard the woman laugh.
Damned if we aint, and thatsa fact.

Suddenly she appeared with two plates loaded down with some evil smelling mess.
Eat up...ain't no good cold.

Big Jack watched their reaction and laughed.
Here ya go now.... possum stew ain't half bad when ya wash it down with good corn.

He held a mason jar of white liquor out to them.

Go on now drink up...made it myself.

He winked,
It'll make ya crazy.
 
Annabelle

Annabelle came to lean over her man's back, her small arms propped across each of his broad shoulders as she peered at the two visitors over the top of his head.

They were dandified alright, but once you got used to them they weren't that hard on the eyes really. That man was hard in all in the right places, and the lady looked soft and inviting. Annie took a swig of white lightning and felt the heat spiral through her body. She felt an answering heat spiral up from the juncture of her thighs and leaned down to whisper lewdly in Gate's ear, her eyes never leaving the fearful couple.
 
"Oh heck darlin' theys lots a time for that."
Gatorman turned his shaggy head towards the couple on the bed.

"Sweet Pea's got a hankerin' after both of ya, damn if she don't!"

He laughed and slapped his thigh. The cabin shook.

"Dang gal is a buck rabbit when it comes to fornicatin, I swear!
Now ya'll jess drink up that shine and decide who gets her first.
You wont regret it. I got friends'll walk a week jus to fuck my lil' ol Pea."
 
Thor - the instructor

........this was going from bad to worse.

Dang gal is a buck rabbit when it comes to fornicatin, I swear!
Now ya'll jess drink up that shine and decide who gets her first.
You wont regret it. I got friends'll walk a week jus to fuck my lil' ol Pea."

This was unbelievable..... My mind worked furiously, trying to decide how to play this.....
 
Oh my god, what the hell are they saying? Did I hear them correctly??? And their eyes! Their eyes were beaming down on us as if we were they're next kill.

Leaning closer to Thor, I shook my head. No, thank you....I'm not thirsty.
 
Thor - the instructor

I took the Mason jar of white lightning from gaterman. I had cut my teeth on this stuff in West Virginia.

"Not bad, it has been aged almost four days I bet." I laughed, intending to lull this big clown into a relaxed state. His woman was openly looking at my crotch when she wasn't leering at Mandy's tits......what a fucking mess!
 
"That's right you take a abig 'ol swaller of that. It'll put hair on yer chest and a pole in yer pants, ain't that so Annabelle?"

Thor quaffed a long swallow of the liquid fire and couldn't help but gasp.

"Mighty fine ain't it."
Gatorman stood up and slipped the suspenders off his rangy shoulders. Sweet Pea began to pop the buttons on her flannel shirt.

"C'mon floks les get nekkid and then we'll decide who gets who."
 
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