Unexpected New Pleasure Ch 05

Unexpected New Pleasures Chapter 05

I reached into the RV's refrigerator to grab 2 bottles of water when I heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper sliding open. Straightening up I closed the door and glanced down the hallway of the RV. There in the back bedroom with the door wide open, stood Alice with her dress unzipped. It was falling open and dropping down around her hips. The back of her black corset was clearly visible. As the dress dropped further over her hips and down to the floor her matching panties peaked out of the corset as the clips led my eyes down to her stockings. The line of the stocking seams ran straight down the back of her leg to her black pumps. Struck silent by the sight I just stood there staring. Alice stepped backwards out of the dress and bending at the hips she reached down and grasped the dress. Her well-formed ass stretched the panties thin as she leaned over. My eyes were drawn into the cleft between her legs, the pale skin of her inner thighs framed by the thigh high stockings, garters, and tightly stretched crotch of her black panties. I was mesmerized by the crease of her undergarment pulled into her pussy lips which were clearly visible, time seemed to stop.

I was brought back to earth by Alices sultry voice, "Like what you see?" My eyes snapped up and I saw her glancing back at me with a wicked smile on her face. I blushed from the top of my head down to my toes. I stammered, "I'm sorry," but didn't seem to be able to move. Perhaps this is how and small animal feels when a predator has them cornered.

Alice slowly straightened up and tossed the dress on the bed, turning towards me. She stood with her hands on her hips, one leg forward, her breasts pressed together, spilling out of the top of corset. Maintaining the direct look at me, her hungry smile and sparkling eyes watched my eyes scan up and down her figure. She slowly reached between her breasts and started to unbutton the corset. Each button sprang open to reveal more of her smooth, soft cleavage. Time slowed as each button was slowly toyed with and then released. One, two, three buttons opened, and the inside of her breasts swelled up and out pushing the material back. Four, five, six, and only one button was left before it swung open and revealed all of her creamy bosom. I was holding my breath, my heart beating wildly....

The sound of the RV door opening, laughter and chatter from the people outside snapped us out of the moment. I turned around to face the people, I heard the bedroom door click closed. And suddenly the RV was filling up with people.

Earlier in the day

The rest of the week after Taco Tuesday had gone by just fine. I looked up the Airshow information, pre purchased parking and a ticket. I also looked over the various planes and activities going on. The girls would be performing after the acrobatic show and before the Vintage Warbirds show. On Friday I got a text from Larry confirming that they would meet me at the airshow. He said if they didn't see me before the show, to catch them afterwards. I planned on arriving earlier in the day so I could look at the airplanes and catch the flying show.

During the week I spent a significant amount of time looking at the pictures that Larry had given me of Beth. I had purchased frames for them and had them in my bedroom on the dresser. I didn't want anything to happen to them if I was "enjoying myself" while looking at them, and they were not only incredibly erotic, but they were also very artistic. Plus, the chance of seeing Beth's body was something I was never going to pass up.

Arriving at the airfield I followed the signs to the VIP parking lot where I had purchased my parking pass. I was directed to a parking spot and headed to the gate onto the field. Parked off to the side but near the gate was a big RV. The RV had been painted with "The Clarkston Trio" on the Side with "An Andrews Sisters Tribute Trio" underneath. From between the two lines of text was a picture of the 3 ladies around a microphone in Army green uniforms. A large American flag waving in the wind was painted on the side further back. What was probably Larry's restored Jeep was parked in front of the RV. I took a quick picture of the RV with my phone and went to the gate. Showing my ticket, I was given a pass and let through to the hangers and runways.

The crowd was milling about looking at the planes lined up on the apron and parked in the open hangers. There were a variety of venders, and concessions in one of the hangers. There was a large stage in the biggest Hanger where the ladies would be performing later. Two WW2 planes were parked inside the hanger and added ambiance to the stage which was covered with red, white, and blue bunting and flags. Several giant WW2 style USO posters of the girls hung from the rafters and were displayed around the stage. They were accompanied by several "War Bond" posters and some "Uncle Sam" recruiting posters. Flags lined the stage. At first, I couldn't figure out what looked "off" with the flags on the stage and then I realized that they were the 48-star flags of the 1940's not the 50-star flags of today. I smiled at the details of the stage setup.

I strolled around looking at everything and taking in the sights. Along the pavement were rows of airplanes on display. In one long row there was a variety of civilian aircraft. Cessnas, Pipers, Mooneys, and Beechcraft. There was a row of smaller acrobatic planes and homebuilt aircraft. There was a longer line of Vintage planes, Cubs, Stinson, Tri Pacers, Aeroncas, and Taylorcrafts. There finally the 2 rows of WWII planes that would be performing in the second show. Here sat the big boys. There were a couple of P-51 Mustangs, a P-47 Thunderbolt, a Grumman F4F, a F6F, a TBF Avenger and a Grumman Duck. The second line was the multi-engine, Bombers. The Commemorative Air Force had brought their big ladies to the show. "Devil Dog" the B-25, the B-17 "Sentimental Journey" and B-24 "Diamond Lil." They were all big and beautiful, but they all were dwarfed by "Fifi" the gleaming silver B-29 Superfortress parked facing them. It was quite a show of airplanes. I marveled at the beauty, power, and the cost of maintaining and flying these magnificent warbirds. They were spectacular.

As I was gazing at the planes the PA announcer invited people to move to the viewing area for the acrobatic show. I joined the crowd moving across the field. Soon we were standing near the hangers in the shade. The Acrobatic planes started up and began taxiing to the runway. Zooming down the runway one after another they soared into the air. The announcer called out the first performer as he swooped down low over the runway before shooting straight up and over in a loop. The show continued with first him and then others taking turns flying their planes in rolls, twists, loops and amazing demonstrations of their flying ability. I marveled at how they could dance in the sky and never crash. I cheered along with the crowd at each maneuver. Although I could have watched much longer it was an amazing show that went on for almost an hour.

When the show was over, I wandered over toward the food trucks to get something to drink. On the way I got a text message from Larry saying that if I wanted to see the girls exiting from the trailer and heading for their show, I should come over to their RV. Heading back over to the gate I soon got near the fence and decided I could see from there. A small group of people had gathered outside the Camper.

I saw Larry come out of the RV as patriotic music started. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs and turned to the door. The first of the three ladies stepped to the door. I recognized this was Carol from the group's Web Site. She was a tall slender lady who wore her auburn hair in long waves that were pulled up in a bow and then flowed down her neck. Carol was the shy girl of the group and played the young innocent character. She waved demurely at the crowd and seemed to blush at the adoration. Her body was slim and willowy. Her legs cased in stockings were slender and blended into her slender hips and waist. She was wearing the perfectly tailored Army green uniform dress the group was famous for. The dress hugged her form, accenting her slender build and the gentle curve of her smaller breasts. She waived at the gathering of fans who were cheering her. Larry offered her his hand to help her down the steps and then the few steps up into the Jeep where she sat on the back seat.

Next Beth strode to the door of the RV and waved at the crowd. She was much more outgoing and flirtier with the crowd. Her smile lit up her face. She posed, turning to the side and thrusting out her more than ample chest and shaking her hips to the music. Her figure filled her dress and showed that she was all women. My mouth watered just remembering the sight of her body. She strode down the steps to Larry's hand. She playfully kissed his forehead and sauntered to the jeep, taking her seat next to Carol.

The last out of the RV was Alice. She was the loud, brassy, and vivacious leader of the group. She filled the doorway with her statuesque body. Everything on Alice was big, her voice, her black hair, her smile, her body seemed ready to explode from her tight uniform. She waved at the crowd, leaned forward and then squeezed her arms together forcing her tits to strain against her top. Laughing with a moment of mocking embarrassment, she stood up and acted like she was covering up her assets. She stepped down the stairs to Larry's hand. She twirled around flashing her stockings as her skirt flared out and up. Laughing again she pushed down her skirt and climbed up in the jeep.

Larry walked around to the Jeep and climbed in and started it up. With a quick rev of the engine, he pulled out and spun the jeep around and drove through the gate. Beth saw me and waved. She poked at Alice and Carol and pointed me out to them. They wildly waved at me. Alice threw me a big kiss as they drove by. I briefly wondered what Beth had told them about me. Larry drove out across the airport apron and down the flight line. I headed over to the stage to meet them when the show started.

While Larry circled the airport gathering up the crowd, I walked quickly to the hanger with the stage. I was caught up in the excitement of the crowd already there. I found a place near the red carpet that was rolled out for the girls. Soon the crowd had increased, and the Jeep came rolling into the hanger. Larry got out and helped each lady down from the jeep. They huddled together for a moment as the MC took his place on the stage and announced them.

The music started to play over the sound system and the girls moved onto the stage and stepped up to the microphones. Spinning around with their backs to the crowd they began to sway their hips to the beat. Spinning back around in perfect synchronization they launched into their first song. The unmistakable sound of the 1940's swing and boogie-woogie filled the hanger. They danced and sang the classics and a few others. The crowd sang along and clapped and had a great time. Between songs they bantered back and forth and with the crowd, particularly the men. Alice was the instigator and leader of the group. She and Beth played off of each other flirting with the crowd. Carol acted the bashful, innocent to Alice's openly bawdy humor and Beth's subtle innuendos.

Soon the show was over and the girls all curtsied to the crowd which roared their approval. Following the show the girls gathered near the souvenir table. While people bought items at the table, the girls signed autographs and took pictures with their fans. None of the men left without getting a red lipstick kiss on their cheek or on their head. The atmosphere was fun and energetic.

As I casually watched Larry motioned me over to where he was standing near the Jeep. Shaking his hand as we said hello, he asked how I liked the show. I of course said I really enjoyed it. Larry told me that Beth had told the girls about me and they were all hoping that I would join them in the RV later after the show. I was of course glad to spend my time with all of them. Larry said that the girls were going to leave in a few minutes and ride the jeep out to greet the pilots of the Warbirds before they sang the National Anthem and the pilots started their engines and took off for their demonstration. After that they had a few interviews to do for the local news outlets and then they would be heading back to the RV. He said that there was a timing conflict in the interviews so the girls would have to split up. Beth and Carol would do one interview, and Alice would do the other. Alice would need a ride over to where she would be interviewed in the main terminal. They had a golf cart to take her over there, but she wanted to know if I would drive her. How could I say no to that offer.

He handed me a set of cart keys and a piece of paper with the directions and information to get Alice to the interview. He said the pass to get places was on the cart and that I should drive it out to pick Alice up after the Warbirds air show. The group would be leaving soon to greet the pilots and then they would sing the National Anthem. After that the planes would start up and take off. The girls would watch the show from the VIP area. Larry said that I should drive the cart over there now and sit in it to watch the show. I agreed, looked over the directions to the interview and headed to the cart.

Larry stepped over to the girls and spoke to them, and they announced they had to go and greet the pilots for the Warbird airshow. They waved goodbye and climbed back into the Jeep with lots of waves, wiggles and air kisses. Larry headed out of the hanger, and I started to make my way out to watch the show. Passing through the roped off area around the VIP viewing area, I parked the cart and had a perfect view of the airfield.

The pilots for the warbirds were lined up together and Larry pulled up to the line. The girls got out and greeted each pilot with a kiss on the cheek. A red lipstick kiss on the cheek seemed to be their calling card. Having greeted the pilots and wished them luck on their "mission" they road over to the VIP area. The pilots climbed into their planes as the girls gathered around a microphone to sing the national Anthem. The crowd rose to their feet and the familiar notes played out. The harmony was amazing as they sang to the crowd the words people knew by heart. As the last note faded from the air, it was replaced with earth shaking roar of giant radial engines coming to life. The planes belched smoke and thundered to life. The ground shook with their power and the crowd cheered. The three girls waved to the planes as they taxied by and out to the runway.

With a roar they sped down the runway and climbed into the sky. They formed up and wheeled around over the field. In precision formations they passed low over the crowd to their great cheers. It was exhilarating to hear them thunder pass. The wind whipped behind them and blew over the crowd like a storm. There was something primal about the power of the giant planes storming overhead. Each pass seemed to add to the energy of the crowd. The final pass came as all of the planes waggled their wings at the crowd to their appreciative roar. One by one they landed and taxied to their place in the line. When the engines had all come to a stop the crowd was allowed to go and take pictures with the pilots.

Alice sauntered over to me and, "I understand you are my personal driver." The way she said it dripped with sensuality. I bowed low and answered her back with an equally flirtatious tone, "I am at your beck and call, Alice, your wish is my command." I rose up from my bow and offered her my hand as she strutted to her seat in the golf cart. She knew how to sashay and sway to draw the eye to her ample curves. The smile on her face and mine showed the humor we both felt in the exchange. Adjusting her skirt in the seat to reveal a bit more rather than a bit less leg and stocking she winked at me. "To the main office, James." She commanded. "As you wish" was my reply as I got into the cart, and we sped off laughing.

As we drove through the crowd and over to the terminal Alice told me that the girls had no secrets between them. They "shared" everything. I wondered if that meant Larry as well, or just information and girl talk. "Really," I replied. "What all have you heard about me, because I don't know anything about you except what is in your bio on the group's website?"

"Beth says you are sweet, kind, and always ready and willing to please." The last words were spoken with a lifted eyebrow, smirk, and plenty of insinuation."

"Well, I try to please" was my perhaps less than witty reply. She laughed and said, "She seems to think you have what it takes to please" Alice winked and continued, "She isn't one to make up stories or to be wrong about people, so I will trust her till I gather enough information to make my own decision." I wondered what that might be a foreshadowing of.

We pulled up to the terminal and I drove around to the back where the News Station Van was parked. We got out and made our way into the building through the side door. The building seemed to be empty. We didn't know exactly where to go, so we started walking down the hallway. Alice was in front of me, and she suddenly stopped. "Listen," she whispered as she pointed down the hall. I heard the soft sound of a groan and the equally soft sigh of pleasure. Then the words, "that's it, right there, oh so good." Immediately there started the rhythmic slap of two naked bodies coming together. Alice looked at my shocked face and quietly said, "Sounds like someone is enjoying the moment. Be quiet." She slipped off her high heels and started to pad quietly down the hall towards the sound.

Like two High School kids sneaking out of the house, we snuck towards the sound of sex. Soon we could tell it was coming from the pilot lounge area. The door was not closed all the way and through the small gap we could see the couple enjoying each other. Alice bent over and looked through the opening. I leaned in behind her to stare as well. My eyes opened wide at the sight before us.

Across the room from where we were standing, quartering away from us were the Local News Anchor woman bent over the back of the couch. Her skirt was up over her back and her blouse was open and her ripe tits were swinging free under her. She was pushing her ass back against the cock that was filling her up. The cock belonged to the young man who must have been the camera man. His pants and boxers were on the ground at his feet. Her feet were spread wide, and he was standing between them, thrusting for all he was worth.

"That's it baby, fuck your pussy. Take me baby, fill me up with your cock." The woman's voice was hushed but full of sex and hunger. The fellow grasp her hips and did his best to pound away at her. "Oh yes, I love your tight little pussy, you feel so good on my cock," he grunted. "Take me, cum on baby fill me up with your seed, pump your girl full," she responded.

Alice looked back at me and winked, she mouthed, "Wow, look at them go." Her eyes glanced down at my crotch where my now rampant cock was clearly enjoying the show. She winked and went back to watching. I glanced down at my pants which were straining to hold my cock in. As I looked back up at the couple, Alice pushed her sizable soft ass against me. Coming up against my harness, she rocked it slowly back and forth. The feeling of her ass against me, the sight of the two lovers fucking each other in front of me and the sound of their bodies and voices urging each other on was over whelming to my system. I wanted to reach down, grab her skirt and flip it up on her back like the lady in front of us. Pull her panties to the side and thrust my manhood into her so that we could echo their pleasure with our own. But while we were sharing their intimacy, there hadn't been any indication that we should join in ourselves. I settled on enjoying the feeling and the show rather than participating.