A Mile High Fantasy

The Nooky Network 04:

A Mile High Fantasy

By Clarence Cumlately

Overview

Welcome to this, the fourth in a collection of stories involving The Nooky Network. Each story is a stand-alone piece.

Le réseau Nooky

or

The Nooky Network

-

an international network of social clubs which exist to satiate the hedonistic desires of its owners, otherwise known as Patrons. The Network is now 3 years old and boasts of private clubs and enclaves, either in major cities or occupying rural and privately-owned land the world over.

The Sure Thing - During the roaring twenties, The Sure Thing was operated as a membership only social club that offered all the vices, coinciding with 'adult entertainment' to its exclusive clientele. It was a brothel above ground and a speakeasy/gambling den below. Recently, the island it inhabits has been purchased by The Network.

Nympho - An independent contractor who provides sexual services on behalf of The Nooky Network.

Patrons - An international group of founders, owners and operators of Le réseau Nooky or The Nooky Network. Patrons are made up of elite current and former pornstars (some of whom also double as Nymphos), trust fund babies, heirs to vast fortunes, and others who have made it big in the private sector.

This story features a fabulous porn model from the seventies: Adele Stephens. I say 'porn model' because she did a number of photoshoots for various pornsites but no sex movies I'm aware of.

The Announcement

I was doing a bit of bookkeeping when suddenly a beep sounded signaling the arrival of an urgent email. I went to Mail and found the following message:

Patrons and fellow Nymphos:

I am overjoyed to announce the addition of the following pornstars to our roster of Nymphos: Adele Stephens, Veronica Hart, Blake Blossom, Kyla Cole, Prinzzess F. Jade, Erica R. Campbell...

Check their online bios to learn where and when they will be appearing at one of our many Enclaves and other facilities.

Yours in Lust,

Marla Mammaries

Executive Director of Nympho Services

The Nooky Network, Worldwide Headquarters

Chambéry, France

Marmammnooknet

There were many others, but I couldn't get past the first name. More than once, one of Adele's many steamy pics has sent my seed shooting toward the heavens.

As suggested, I went to

The Nooky Network Biographies

and clicked on the following link:

AdelStephNymBio

and there she was in all her big-titted glory. The bio featured a couple of pics taken from her

Digital Desire

set in which her tits literally thrust their way out of a purple nightie, which was her sole attire. The was a second pic of her sitting naked against a tree that had my cock surging in my pants.

The biography contained the following:

Adele Stevens, born in Wakefield, Yorkshire, England was a nude model and erotic actress. She is usually credited as Adele Stephens.

Well known, popular and sought after for her flawless complexion and large tits, Ms. Stephens was one of the hottest women to ever drop her drawers for the benefit of our lust-filled eyes.

Ms. Stephens has left the porn biz, attained an American law license, and joined with Veronica Hart to pursue two post porn world endeavors: Maximum Pleasure Products and Hart, Stephens and Associates.

Visit the respective websites for further details.

In addition, Ms. Stephens is one of The Network's lead counsels and one of our hottest Nymphos.

Vitals: 5'7", blonde hair, blue eyes

Measurements: 34d-24-34, Cup size: E

Nympho Ranking: Prime

Hobbies: reading and writing explicit erotica. She finds porn stories quite funny. Known for her short story anthologies: Stuffin' Her Love Muffin, The Stiffeners and My Horny Ways

.

She is currently working on a short story collection and is eager to receive submissions from horny readers.

Ms. Stephens has agreed to appear at The Sure Thing for their first Fuck Your Favorite Pornstar raffle.

Looking at her vital statistics, I couldn't believe those measurements were in inches. There must have been some sort of error. Adele was a woman with big tits relative to her height.

Then I noticed that she had already obtained Prime status within

The Network

. I was shocked. I didn't know how she could have achieved such status so quickly. I thought she was new.

Then I took another look at the email and discovered it was over a month old. Somehow, I had overlooked it. Oh well.

I saw this as a wonderful opportunity to fuck a famous pornstar. Banging every pornstar I could was one of my principal reasons for joining

The Network

. I am a satyr as more than one psychologist has told me. I have an abnormally high need and desire for pussy. Fortunately, I have the wealth necessary to qualify as a Patron and make use of

The Network's

hedonistic services.

So, I clicked on the bookings tab and saw that she had agreed to appear at

The Sure Thing

throughout its

Grand Opening

festivities. Which was great news since they would be conducting daily

Fuck Your Favorite Pornstar

raffles. Her exact schedule had yet to be determined, so I sent her the following short email:

Ms. Stephens:

My name is Clarence Cumlately and I believe I am one of your biggest fans.

Here is my Network bio: ClrCumPatNatNetBio

I have always been enthralled by your various steamy porn galleries. Let's be honest, more than one has had me cumming in my shorts.

I hope this doesn't make me sound like a creep, but hey, we are both acquainted with the facts of life, aren't we?

In any case, I hope you can make time for me during The Sure Thing's Grand Opening. I see there is still no schedule.

Also, I see that you're interested in receiving submissions for some sort of short story collection.

Let me submit the following fantasy as my contribution to your efforts.

It involves us both.

Yours in Lust,

Clarence Cumlately

Editor's Intrusion

Vital Info: The Gulfsteam G-7000 is designed for maximum privacy. It seats 13 passengers in the lap of luxury. It has sound cancelling equipment to minimize audible irritants.

The Fantasy

Our Lusty Redeye Flight

I boarded at 10 p.m. and found a seat in the front. I watched, as a few minutes later, a big-titted blonde bombshell came aboard and made her way down the center aisle. I recognized her as the British pornstar, Adele Stephens. I resisted the urge to let out a wolf-whistle when I saw that she was dressed in the same or similar outfit she wore in one of her Digital Desire galleries: a pinkish-white half blouse, a short black skirt and, presumably, black bra and panties.

It was an outfit guaranteed to stiffen the cock of any red-blooded man. Like mine.

I knew that she had recently been awarded Prime Nympho status within

The Network

.

I decided then and there that I just had to have her, and soon. I waited till we were halfway over the Atlantic, before I made my move.

I found my Goddess all alone and supine in a rear window seat. Her eyes were closed. Her position had allowed her perfect tits to settle inside the bra beneath her blouse. She had wriggled her ass around until she was comfortable, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

I looked down and saw that her skirt was already over her knees. I knelt between her fabulous limbs and, using two hands, begin pushing her legs apart.

I look up to see if my Goddess had come awake. Her eyes appeared to be half-closed. But is she fully awake or still half asleep? I couldn't tell. In any case, I use both hands to spread her legs apart. When her black panties come into view, I follow that up by licking and kissing the insides of both legs as I begin working my way toward her pussy.

With my head beneath the tent of her skirt, she has no idea who I am. Still, she does nothing to stop me.

At one point, I pull my head, look up and see that she is awake and staring at me with wide open eyes. I whisper, "Hi, Gorgeous!"

She whispers back, "Who are you?"

I whisper, "I'm Clarence and I'm your biggest fan! Remember! It's

Help Yourself to Pussy

time!" The last I said defensively.

She whispers back, "That's not until we reach

The Sure Thing!

"

I answered with, "Why wait? I want to get a head-start!" and a lascivious grin.

She smiled seductively and responded with, "Continue Sir!"

She would tell me later that, for a moment, when she felt my two hands on her inner thighs slowly pushing her limbs apart, and she thought she was imagining things. Shocked by the sudden friendly assault, she'd snapped wide-awake. She looked down, as best she could from her position, and didn't recognize the clearly masculine form between her legs. Whoever I was, my head was already beneath the tent of her skirt as I continue pushing her legs wider and wider apart. I had already created the first tremors of lust within her.

Suddenly, she jerked and tried to sit up. Then she reconsidered and held still. Her legs continued to be slowly pushed apart.

Moments later, my licking tongue reached its object of desire. She had scootched her way forward until her ass was on the edge of the seat. Her legs were now far enough apart to allow me to place my mouth on the crotch of her panties. My teeth gently chewed at her box through the thin material. Adele's breath whistled slightly as she inhaled deeply at the first contact. She gripped the arms of the seat in anticipation of the forthcoming orgasm.

Using two fingers, I pushed the cloth aside and my mouth spent several minutes gnawing at her cunt. Occasionally, my long tongue would snake out and take a swipe at her cunt lips, which begin leaking precum, preparing for the real action.

Then my mouth left her cunt, and she felt the two hands grip the sides of her panties. She lifted her ass high enough to allow me to remove them completely.

Moments later, my head, arms, and her legs were again tangled up beneath her skirt. When everything was sorted out again, her legs were wide open, and then she felt my warm human tongue licking the inside of her thighs, working its way toward her golden-haired pussy. Seconds later, my mouth was hovering so close over her love-cavern she could feel my warm breath. Still, she didn't resent it when my mouth settled on her hairy cunt.

"Ohhhhhhhh!" Adele moaned suddenly, deeply and loudly. She lifted her legs over my shoulders, locked her ankles, and let her knees fall far apart. She concentrated on not yelling, as she usually did, when things got really good.

For the next several minutes, I slowly licked Adele's cunt, tenderly, and lovingly, from the bottom to the top, just beyond her rigid clitoris. When my tongue reached the top of her slit, it danced and skittered back over the inner lips of her pussy to the bottom, pausing on the way to delve into her steamy wet cunt hole.

Up and down my tongue went, teasing her, slowly bringing her toward orgasm. Adele fought the urge to issue directions, leaving it to me to decide how I would get her off.

Then Adele's breathing sped up and her ass began wiggling and squirming on the seat. My tongue ceased its travels up and down her slit and focused on her clit. "Ohhhhhh!" Adele moaned suddenly as my probing tongue struck her love-button again and again. After a few moments, it resumed its travels up and down inside her steamy groove.

All at once, Adele spread her thighs a still farther apart, opening herself completely for the affectionate kisses from my eager lips. Meanwhile, my fingers moved up and down the insides of her thighs leaving little dents as they went. My tongue continued to lap her damp pussy with long strokes. My head burrowed still deeper between the firm, smooth thighs. My tongue stiffened and probed her pussy. The tip of it penetrated still deeper. Adele shuddered as my tongue wriggled and slid deeper into the hot, tight orifice, working its way rapidly back and forth, fucking her pussy like a small prick.

My muff munching had my Goddess moaning with ecstasy. She nearly forgot herself and managed to stifle her scream of pleasure just before it passed her lips. What came out was a choked, gagging sound, muffled behind her hand. The tongue laved the area around her cunt. A fire of passion slowly spread from Adele's crotch to infuse her entire body with its heat. My tongue was a separate, living thing, boring into her cunt and licking her clit.

Adele crushed her hands over her mouth to stifle the wail of pleasure that involuntarily emerged while my mouth continued to smother her pussy. There was an intense stab of pleasure coursing through her. My tongue split her cunt lips and traveled to the top of the soppy slit, searching for her clitoris. She whimpered, then hissed through her teeth when the tip of the tongue touched her clit. The tongue groped for only a moment, then settled on the nub of flesh that was the center of sensation for Adele. She jerked and moaned again and again as my tongue began gently prodding the hard morsel. Delirious with impending ecstasy, Adele's legs tightened around my head.

I correctly read the movement as a sign that Adele was ready to cum. My attention focused on Adele's clit. I stroked it with a slow, firm tongue motion. Her body began trembling as her orgasm neared. My tongue began moving more rapidly, gradually decreasing the pressure against Adele's clitoris to increase the stimulation. The tremors passing through her body became more violent, more intense. The sensations rapidly increased, building up to a greater momentum as they accumulated. Adele sank into a numb haze of pleasure. My tongue flicked rapidly, with a feathery touch. Adele's body quivered with tension.

"Yes, yes oh yes!" Adele involuntarily called out suddenly as she exploded into an orgasm-while releasing a quavering wail which was barely muffled by her hand as intolerable sensations of pleasure overwhelmed her. Her body writhed and bucked with ecstatic convulsions.

My arms wrapped around her thighs and held her tight as my tongue continued to flick over her clit, driving her through her orgasm. The airplane seemed to be doing a roller-coaster maneuver as she was overcome with orgasmic spasms racing through her, wringing her body, wracking her mind. She peaked, shuddered mightily, and then began slowly sliding down the other side of the wonderful feelings. My tongue continued flicking, stroking and caressing her pussy leaving her in a state of glowing bliss. Then it began to ebb.

Adele collapsed back onto the seat, limp from the exertion of cumming. When she stopped to catch her breath, she licked her lips and swallowed dryly, then opened her eyes.

She said, "Hello! If you are going to fuck me, now's the time!"

Yes, it was indeed the time!

I watched as she removed her blouse and unsnapped her bra, freeing her boobs presenting me with an open invitation.

I rose and began kissing and licking her wondrous orbs until they were soaked in saliva and her nipples were standing tall like Vandenberg missiles.

"Fuck me now!" she whispered her imperious command.

I released my member, and she reached out and grasped it and pulled it into her sumptuous orifice. It sucked it in like a vacuum pump and latched on.

I began to probe her pussy with an enthusiasm I had never experienced. Her pussy's vise-like grip inflicted a milking suction, the like of which I had never experienced. It was summing the cum from my balls with a relentless intensity that was unbelievable,

"Ah, baby! You are so tight! AHHHHH!" I gave out a heart rendering sound as my pelvis pounded into hers.

Then my cock began to shoot its elixir of love into her steamy cunt. On and on it went and didn't stop until our groins were soaked with goo.

I collapsed upon her, and when my breathing stopped, I rose, kissed her, then stopped when she whispered, "You can cum with me anytime!"

The Booking

The next day, I received the following email as a response:

Dear Clarence:

I would be quite happy to schedule a 'date' with you at

The Sure Thing

during

The Network's

worldwide celebration.

Will Tuesday seven p.m. work for you?

Also, I loved your story, but it needs embellishment. Can you expand it and resubmit it?

Are you really the wonderful muff-muncher your story suggests? I'm anxious to find out!

Let me know your preferences.

Love and kisses,

Adele

I booked our 'date'. She was very expensive, but I didn't resent it. She was worth every penny.

I emailed back that I would like to see her in the black, latex outfit she wore in one of her galleries. I sent her a pic as an example. In it, she was irresistibly sexy, quite

The Stiffener

as her porn story's heroine illustrated.

I promised her the short story revision in the following week.

She acknowledged our 'date' and teased that she hoped that my last name implied good times in the sack. She also said that she would see what she could do about the outfit.

I could hardly wait. Our 'date' was two unbearable weeks away. I was developing blue balls in anticipation.

The End

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