Exposed in Miami - Chapter 1.

The captain had just turned off the seat belt warning light, and the passengers on United #702 to Miami unbuckled the lap restraints in unison, sounding like a spastic tap dance for a moment. Joe closed his eyes and slumped in his seat. He was exhausted from all the preparations and late nights working at the shoppe. They had decided to keep the shoppe open during their trip to the Expo, and feverishly got everything ready including training Emma on the basics of running the show on her own. They were a little nervous about that, but Emma seemed very mature, and she had experience running her father's shoppe, so that eased some of the trepidation.

Now Joe was fast asleep. Tiff hoped he didn't snore too loud! But he was relaxed and even had a slight grin on his face. hmmmm Tiff thought. Dreaming of me again! heheheh Wonder if he has a woody? She peeked under his blanket. Not yet, but the situation could change... better keep a close eye out for any 'turbulence' in his pants! heheheheh she giggled to herself. She was feeling particularly frisky this morning, even though it was a early morning flight, she was feeling aroused and slid her hand under her blanket. purrrrrrr. kitty wanted a rub. She turned a little in her seat toward Joe, and her hand slid further down, hidden from the passengers and crew.

 
Tiff gets comfy for the long plane ride

The passengers seemed relaxed, and most were sleepy. Perhaps in anticipation of the various activities waiting for them in Miami, they were content to slump back and drift off in peaceful reverie before they had to get their mojo in full gear for the Miami high life. Tiffany's mood was full red alert! She handled stress and excitement by responding with adrenaline and oxytocin, the 'horny hormone' she had read about in Cosmo. Yeppers Tiff thought, hard wired to fuck like a bunny on steroids! heheheh she giggled at that though too. She shifted in her seat, turning more to the side to look at Joe as he slept.

Her mind drifted through thoughts of the trip, of what the Expo would be like, of worries of how Emma was handling the shoppe. She began to reminisce of her younger days and the fun she enjoyed and the unencumbered freedom she now wished she could have. So much responsibility! She mused how back then as a teenager, she wished to be older and enjoy the 'freedom' she associated with adulthood. No one to answer to! No curfews! No slinking behind bushes in the park to sex it up with her boyfriend! Now she had those 'freedoms', but at a cost of gaining new ones. Important ones. People now depended on her and that brought a weight to her shoulders she thought she would gladly trade for the petty restrictions in her teens.

But for now, she was enjoying a nice trip with Joe, a mini-vacation, and she was feeling relaxed from the pressures and excited for the fun she would soon enjoy with Joe at the Expo. She wiggled a bit in her seat, and the blanket rode up her thigh a tad high, and exposed her strong leg almost fully from heel to hip! The sudden flash of flesh caught the eye of a fellow passenger across the aisle, who had been drifting in and out of a light sleep. Now he was wide awake, and eyes locked on the 'keyhole' view he had of Tiff's gams. Her back was to him, and she was so lost in her thoughts, that the faint breeze she felt on her exposed bottom was not registering yet.

The man in seat #3C had a perfect view. Her top was covered by the blanket, and she was exposed to the side. The flight crew in First Class did not see the 'upskirt' show she unwittingly gave the man. And the curtains were now closed in the bulkhead, cutting off the peepshow to the economy class. Had they known in advance what was 'playing' in that cabin, they would gladly have paid double for the view enjoyed by #3C! That man, smiling at his good fortune, adjusted the blanket over his lap, and undid his pants, hoping the beauty in #3B did not move. He felt a rush fill deep in his groin, and fondled his bucky playfully, slowly, teasing it to full strength.

He squirmed a little to allow himself full access under the blanket, and began to stroke his cock as he saw the young woman shift once more, bringing her bunched panties into his 'peephole'. That brought a drop of crystalline sweet precum to his tiny peehole, and he massaged the slippery lube into his cockhead. He moaned a little, then caught his breath. He did not want to alert anyone to his 'jack-time'. Breathing slower and deeper, he found his stride, and stroked his cock without drawing any attention to himself.

Tiff had locked on a train of thought that was bringing back fond memories of a pleasurable night. She was at the field days with her boyfriend Derek. He was tall, thin, but athletic. His hair was straght, longish, and dirty blond. He had a tuft of soft peach fuzz under his lower lip, and was hairless over most of his body. His legs were long and strong, and Tiff had loved to squeeze his thighs. She loved to hold his arm when they walked, and tease him by shoving her hand down the back of his pants, pinching his tight ass on the promenade. That made him howl in an embarrassing wail of mock complaint to her; she doubling over in laughter at the sight of him squirming to get his pants straight after her rude intrusion on his 'backdoor'.

She delighted in doing that to him, and surprised him quite frequently when she did. Sometimes she would tease him by sliding her hand down his back, feinting the move that drove him to near insanity. That always made her feel squishy inside, feeling the control she had over him. Now she was older, and the fun of that teasing playtime had faded. Still, she smirked at the thought and loved the way it made her feel. She slid her fingers between her legs, wiggling and adjusting herself to allow access to her kitty. A small trickle of moisture pooled over her bulging vulva, and made her panties sticky. She was turning herself on now, and decided to continue. Hope no one's lookin' she thought, unaware that three feet to her flank, a young man was masterbating like a tom cat under his blanket!

Her thoughts tripped further along on that special night in late August. The air felt electrified to her, the smell of the hot dogs and popcorn, stale beer spilled and smelling on the pavement. And the lights! Everywhere blinking lights, marquis advertising everything from sno-cone vendors in their freezer carts to bearded ladies and freak shows next to the exciting rides that everyone screamed as they flew through the air. And the Ferris Wheel - largest in the state. She always squealed as loud as she could when it stopped with her at the very top. Derek would scream back at her to shut up, totally embarrassed at her. But really neither of them cared, and they would always laugh at their sophomore antics. After the ride, they walked toward the grandstands for the firework show, arm in arm, slowly nuzzling each other, smooching as they strolled.

As she recalled this sweet memory, Tiff slid the soaked panty aside, and rubbed her stiff nubbin, breathing slowly through her mouth as she did. She was sooo horny! She played the next sequence of events back in her mind in slow-motion. It was a night she would never ever forget. Every second was like a vivid picture frozen in time, and she could play it back like a slide show whenever she was in the mood. And it always got her good!

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Tiff suddenly grabbed Derek by the hand and ran through a small alley behind one of the vendors. "C'mon Derek! Let's take a short cut! I know a little spot where we can see the fireworks better than the losers on that 'ol granstand!" She ran like a kid after the ice cream truck on a hot steaming afternoon. Derek stumbled to keep up with her. They ran like that for a hundred feet or so, then stopped on a small soft grassy mound. They were a good distance away from the glaring lights aimed at the grandstand, and as they lay on that warm mossy turf, they huddled close in excitement. They had a clear view of the black sky - a dark mysterious canvas that would soon explode from the firework show about to begin.

There was another reason they were excited, and a bit nervous. This was the night Tiffany would relenquish her virginity to Derek. How she longed for this special night. Unlike her classmates who lost theirs during a fumbling drunken night they would as soon forget, Tiff carefully planned this, anticipating it like a betrothed during her courtship, holdng back for the right moment. And this was exactly the right moment, the right place, the right guy for her deflowering.

His fingers stroked her as they kissed passionately. She felt surges of warm rushes fill her like waves crashing on a hot sandy beach. She opened herself fully to him, no longer blocking and parrying his roamin' arms and rushin' fingers. His hand slid under her blouse, and cupped her swollen tit, lightly massaging the nipple through her bra, pulling and tugging it softly, feeling it stiffen between his thumb and finger. She gasped as he felt her up for the first time. Her hormones compelled her to urge him on, and she quickly unbuttoned her blouse. He pulled her bra down with a jerk, and her tits popped up like a jack-in-the-box at him. He smiled, and moved his mouth onto her aching nipple, giving it sweet suckle and she held his head like that, stroking his hair, feeling like she would burst open like an overfilled water balloon.

He groped and sucked her tits hungrily, his own hormones in overdrive, squirming and twisting as he tried to pull his pants down. Derek was breathing heavily, groaning and gyrating as he ripped her clothes off. For a moment he paused, staring at her naked body open to him, softly illuminated by the starlight and a gentle glow from the huge moon over them. She looked like an angel to him, and he slowly fell on her, caressing her cheeks and kissing her full lips. Tiffany rocked her hips a little, then sliding her hand between them, found his dripping cockhead, and rubbed it into her own sticky pussy goo. The touch sent them both into orbit and they gasped at the feeling experienced by the first rush of lube they pumped out, preparing her entrance for his hot throbbing cock.

She squirmed and rocked her hips again, adjusting him for the right angle to enter her. He followed her lead, and gently thrusted forward when he felt her tender flesh part a bit more, and relax as it adjusted to his thickness. When he felt a firm resistance, he pushed a little harder and broke free past the staunch guardian of Tiffany's maidenhead. She gasped and cried a little at the stinging pain she felt at first, then bucked her hips upward to meet him. He rocked toward her in rhythm with her movements, and soon they were lustily humping each other.

Tiffany was moaning loudly, but was not heard over the roar of the crowd across the field, their attention focused upward at the firey display in the sky. Tiff and Derek were enjoying the delightful show and their own passionate act on the humid moss. As the fireworks built to a crescendo, Tiff felt a warm rush fill her 'gina, and she gasped for air. Derek was now thrusting his hot iron cock in and out as fast as he could, sweat pouring down his face, streaking it with rivulets of salty droplets. Tiff tasted him as he dripped on her face, mixing with her own steamy sweat. The roar of the crowd seemed to merge with the roar of their own moaning, the pounding of thier groins merging with the pounding of their heartbeats, felt in their very souls as the tension built quickly inside them.

And then, she experienced a near unconsciousness. Floating in the sky with the bright exploding streaks of fire surrounding her. A powerful wave crashed through her and she screamed over the thunderous applause by the crowd. Gasping for air she convulsed quickly, spitting her hot pleasure on Derek's balls. He gripped her tightly in his arms, and with a sweetly contorted look on his face, he shot his boiling load in to her throbbing cunt. The finale was a rapid machine gun like firing of cannon and gigantic exploding bursts that filled the sky. It was a night she would never ever forget. Her first real orgasm with her eternal lover. They fell into each others arms, and caressed and kissed well into the night. As the grandstands emptied, they lay on their backs, stroking each other, and gazing into the starry sky.

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Tiff felt a twinge in her kitty. Her memory of that night had brough her almost to a climax, as it always did. She sat up quickly looking around, suddenly worried about anyone who might have seen her lustily stroking herself. She found everyone sleeping or reading silently. The man next to her across the aisle shifted a bit, but did not appear to be paying attention to her. Hmmmm she thought. Too bad for him. He had a ringside seat to this act! Then she saw his hand under his blanket, and a inscrutable grin on his face. Maybe he did get a little peep! she mused. She adjusted herself under the blanket, then stood to go to the bathroom. She was very close, and wanted a bit of privacy to relieve her 'itch'. The man next to her looked up dreamily at her as she glanced down at him. She smiled a wicked evil grin at him, and walked to the lavatory.

He buttoned his pants reluctantly. The show was over, and he was feeling blue balled. He was close himself, and wanted to finish his lusty wanking. Watching Tiff close the lavatory door, he thought he may as well visit the tiny bathroom. He fastened his pants, and walked to the closed door, indicating by a dimly lit icon that the room was occupied. He let his fantasy run with him a little, imagining her inside, with her skirt around her waist and her panties pulled down to her knees, spread wide and gushing her hot piss in the stainless steel toilet. Maybe she was masturbating, bringing herself to the climax she nearly had moments ago. The thought excited him, and he kept thinking about that as he waited for her to emerge. He imagined her in there moaning and gasping as she thrust her fingers deep in her sopping pussy, fucking herself on the steel pot. He was breathing heavily at the thought when he thought he heard a muffled cry coming from behind the door.

He held his breath, concentrating on the sounds from within... He smiled widely. YES! She was finishing the job just as he had hoped. Her young body was wracked with orgasmic spasms and she was muffling her cries! There was some shuffling behind the door, and a moment later she emerged, face flushed and breathing rapidly. She looked him in the eye and said in a sultry voice, "Enjoy hunni, it's all yours!"

He smiled at her saying, "Thank you, ma'am. The pleasure is all mine." *wink*

He entered the room, and locked the door. He raced to pull his pants down, and jerked his underwear open, exposing his slick sticky cock, still turgid from waiting for relief. He felt a sharp twinge as he stroked his shaft to full jacket hardness, and moaned as he felt the rush come quickly back to his balls. He opened his eyes slightly, and spied a note on the counter next to a pile of crumpled paper towels. He nearly fainted! A note from his fantasy lover! He opened it and read....

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xoxoxoxo Tiffy Note xoxoxxoo

Hi baby, saw you squirm a little
when I got up to pee. Hope you had
a nice view of my *show* heheheh

Don't want you to go away disappointed
so I'm leaving you a special *present* just
for you. The paper towels aren't my first
choice for *wrapping* it up, but it was all
I could find.

They are my favorite sweetheart white fullbacks
and I know you will enjoy my full flavored
girly goo I squirted on them in here. mmmmm
they smell sooo good, don't you agree?

** Kisses ***

** Tiffy  ***
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... Tiff returned to her seat and as she adjusted her seatbelt, Joe woke up.

"mmmm baby, that was a sweet nap I just had, and you won't believe the
dream I had about you baby!" he said, dreamily waking up.

"Not have as sweet as mine, baby!" she cooed, looking in his eyes, and drifted off in thought, feeling pleasantly satisfied.



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