MY version of the Post-Dream Nails Plane Ride.

Now, I revere Luba's work as gospel, but this was my idea. I still like hers better!! Honest! :)
 
 
 

"Why don't we go to the back and talk about this some more..." Kitty grasped Pete's hand and led him to the rear of the plane. She barely got him through the door leading from the cockpit to the seating area before he pressed her against the wall and glued his mouth to hers in their first kiss.

 Kitty was still reeling from her current position when she felt his tongue slide slowly and deftly into her mouth. She opened her mouth to him reflexively and allowed him to plunder its depths for a few more minutes before mentally kicking herself and tentatively responding with her own tongue. The kiss lasted for what seemed like forever, but was probably only a few minutes.  Finally, in desperate need of air, the couple stopped kissing and Pete pulled back to look at her.

 "Well, now." He grinned, his face lightening in a half-smile, half-leer. "'that weren't  so bad, now was it, luv?"

 "N-no." Kitty grinned shyly at him. She was still too bashful to completely look him in the eyes. She reached back over his shoulder to turn out the lights. Her hands were shaking so badly that she could barely flip the switch. She desperately hoped that Pete didn't notice her nervousness.

 But, Pete was too busy - at least for the moment -reveling in his own current sensations to bother to notice a little shaking on the part of his lovely new partner. He took the opportunity, while her arms were around his neck, to wrap his arms around her waist. After she turned out the lights, her hands fell to rest around his neck. He slid one hand up to cradle her head and press her closer for another kiss.

 Kitty's mind was racing a million miles a minute. She was thinking a thousand things. One half of them screaming at her to stop this right now, and another half screaming louder to keep going. Then, his arms were around her and he was kissing her again and the quieter half stopped screaming.  She was at the complete mercy of her hormones, and they wanted Pete.

 Pete took her hands and, still kissing her, stumbled over to one of the chairs in the rear of the plane. He sat down first and pulled her into his lap. They broke from their constant stream of kisses only when necessary.

 At first, Kitty noticed somewhere in her sub-conscious that his hands were no longer on her back and the back of her head. They were roaming over her body with frequent rests on her stomach, legs and breasts. She felt her body tensing involuntarily as he began to unlatch the belt of her costume.  He immediately ceased his action and pulled back to look at her inquiringly.

 "Whassa matter, luv? Is somethin' wrong?"

 "Uhhh... no! No, of course not!" Kitty hastily assured him, "I'm fine! It's just that- that...uhhh... I'm not exactly sure...that is... ummm... I..." As she fumbled for the answer to Pete's question that would not stop him from pursuing this new dimension to their relationship, Pete's eyes widened in recognition.

 "I see. This your first time, is it?" He asked softly. The sweetness with which he asked this, brought a look of surprise to Kitty's face. She was definitely not expecting this type of understanding. Her barely perceivable nod and spreading blush was all the answer he needed.

 Meanwhile, in Pete's head, he was mentally berating himself. Of course it's her first time, mate! The gel is only 16 or 17 years old. Well, as long as she's sure about this, I'm not gonna argue. I just gotta watch meself , 'ere. Gotta take it easy with this one. He brushed her hair back from her neck and began a steady stream of delicate kisses from the base of her neck to her jawline and back to her lips.  Gently probing the sweet inside of her mouth, he continued until he felt her responding in kind and her tenseness fading away completely.

 After a long span of time, he lifted his mouth from hers and slowly raised his hand to the zipper of Kitty's costume. "You sure this is what you want, luv?" He asked gently. "Cause if you wanna stop, it's alright with me. Jus' say somethin' an' this won't go no further." He gloried on the inside at the disappointment that crossed her face when he said this, "But," he leered at her and slowly worked the zipper down, "If this is what you really want..." He began raining a steady stream of wet, passionate kisses down the path of the zipper as he worked it down to her belly button. He then reached inside the costume and began slowly stroking her breasts until her nipples hardened in response to his experienced touch.  She let out a gasp, and then a wordless moan as he peeled the costume back from her breasts exposing them to his eyes for the first time.

 She realized suddenly that he was no longer touching her, but just simply looking at her bare torso with a heat in his eyes that she had never seen before. Sheer, and total lust. It was consuming him as he stared at her fixated. She found herself beginning to blush underneath his intense, blue gaze. He noticed the faint red staining her face and neck and forced his eyes up to hers. He spoke then, in a voice that she had never heard from him before, "You're so bloody beautiful." She blushed intensely and wondered what he would do next. It took him a few minutes, being so enraptured himself. But, finally, he forced himself to look away and put one hand under her knees then and stood up with her in his arms. He carried her to the bunks in the back of the plane and laid her lovingly on one of the bunks. What Kitty didn't realize was that it was taking all of his concentration and self-control not to just bury himself inside of her and move to the ultimate conclusion.  Steady, Mate. He urged himself, Take your time. She ain't goin' anywhere. She's here and she wants ya. God knows why, but she wants ya. Kitty further proved this point by pulling him down to her for another soul searing kiss. Pete finally tore his mouth from hers to make yet another path on her neck. This one, however started at her jaw line and went downwards. His lips, tongue and teeth marching along the long stretch of smooth, creamy skin between her lips and her breasts.

 Finally, he reached his ultimate goal and took one of her hardened nipples in his mouth. She moaned loudly and tangled her fingers in his hair. He chuckled and the vibration sent even more pleasure through the quivering mounds. He started to gently massage her other breast with his hand as his mouth kept that one occupied. Every once in a while, he would switch. Kitty was whimpering and thrashing around on the bed. Pete was half-laying on top of her. He finally stopped kissing her breasts, much to Kitty's vocal dismay, and moved his body lower on hers. She could feel his hard need pressing against her belly. She sighed as he made another line of kisses down her stomach and finished unzippering her costume.  She watched him as he pulled the rest of her costume off and worked her panties down the long, smooth columns of her legs. He looked at her completely, gloriously naked for the first time, and could barely stop himself from almost attacking her. Shaken from his reverie by Kitty moaning his name in an insistent way- God! He loved the way that sounded- he kissed his way back up her long legs and worked back and forth from one leg to the other until he finally reached their juncture.

 He stayed between her thighs for a while just reveling in the scent and sight of Kitty. She looked at him curiously until suddenly, he thrusted his head forward and began to work his practiced tongue between her velvet folds and into her sweet depths. She began moaning and thrashing again and Pete had to grab a hold of her hips to hold her down on the bed. She wrapped her legs around his neck with her ankles crossed on his back to give herself more leverage. His eyes were all that was visible to her from his current position and they were watching her intently. She felt a fire building in her stomach and working its way up and down her legs until suddenly, the inferno exploded. She yelled Pete's name as her whole body shuddered in the throes of her first-ever orgasm.

 She panted and sighed as her body recovered from the overload to its senses. Pete, grinning a smug, self-satisfied grin, he slid back up her sweat-soaked body and began to kiss her again. She responded as soon as her body had recovered enough. He stopped kissing her long enough to ask, "You ready for the next bit, luv?" She stared at him quizzically, but nodded all the same. She was still wondering exactly what it was that he had planned when he slid a few long, thin fingers into her innermost core causing her to gasp with surprise and utter delight. She shuddered around them and broke the kiss to moan until he pulled her back into the kiss. He waited until he felt that she was really wet and ready to break the kiss and remove his fingers. She moaned in deprivation as he stood up and quickly disrobed without ever taking his intent eyes from her lithe figure. She shivered in anticipation. She knew that it would hurt from books and movies, but she was still a little nervous. Then, Pete asked her, "All right, luv?" And she couldn't help but smile. She was now sure that nothing could ever be worth giving this opportunity up. Too soon, she would have to go back to Muir and the super hero brigade. But, for now, Pete was all hers and all she had to think about, and she was enjoying the experience greatly.

  Pete grinned and lowered himself down on her again. He looked her straight in the eye as he positioned himself at her entrance. "If you've changed your mind, love," his voice was steady but hoarse,  "and ya don't wanna go through with this, now would be a very good time to say something..."She merely shook her head in reply. He leaned forward to kiss her and slowly pushed himself inside of her. She tensed and winced into the kiss at the penetration, so Pete broke the kiss long enough to tell her softly, "'Sokay, luv. I'm here. You're bloody gorgeous, an' I want you so much and you're gonna be fine and if it's too bad, I can stop, but I still want to do this and I hope you do too..."After what seemed like forever to the slightly impatient Wisdom, Kitty finally looked up at him and said,

 "Pete, don't stop. Please, keep going. I feel fine, really. I'm fine." Taking this bit of insurance, Pete began, slowly and gently, to thrust in and out of her tight channel. She was now beginning to writhe again as the inferno began building again within her.

 Pete knew that he couldn't last forever, and he didn't. Eventually, his thrusting reached a fever pitch and he came violently soon after she reached her own extremely vocal, second climax.

 They lay there together on the bunk. Cradled in each other's arms. Pete whispering endearments into her ear as they drifted off to sleep.
 
 

PT. 2 coming soon... coming next, the return to Muir Island and the sneaking around that it involoved!!!