Erotic Message In A Box

This is a video that will be challenging to film because of the airplane scene. Perhaps the scene with Ariel arriving and later getting coats from the overhead storage can be filmed with a phone on a regular plane, and for the rest of the scene, it can be filmed with closeups on a set. Not easy -- but far from impossible. But I've had this airplane fantasy for a long time, and someone requested a story from me and gave me a way to insert it. (I flew from Las Vegas with a very pretty girl once who was scared of flying, and we told each other fantasies the whole time to keep her mind off of the flight.) Since I started writing this, I had another request, and I added the final scene to accommodate it.

Scene 117: Erotic Message in a Box

The scene begins in the living room of a modest house. A very cute, petite, 22-year-old blonde is moving clothes from a pile into a box and making a recording on her phone. The room is dimly lit. She's wearing a tight, cropped sweater and hip-hugging yoga pants. The sweater is cropped up her belly button. In the background, logs are burning in the fireplace.

"Hi, babe. I want you to know how much I've missed you this month while you're working in Florida, and I thought you'd like a package and a video to remind you of me. I've got some items here that are special to me because they remind me of very special points in our relationship, and I hope they'll make you smile, too.

She picks up a colorful mini-skirt form the pile and holds it up to the camera. "I was wearing this when we met." She folds it and places it into the box.

The scene dissolves, and we see passengers filing onto a small plane getting ready for takeoff This is a plane that has two seats together on one side of the aisle and a single seat on the other. All of the single seats are occupied. All of the seat pairs have at least one passenger in them. A cute 21-year-old coed (the girl we've already met) is going down the aisle carrying a small bag and wearing a winter coat. She stops and asks an attractive woman sitting by a window if anyone's sitting in the adjacent seat. The woman smiles at her. "I've been saving it for you."

The blonde kind of laughs. She puts her bag into the overhead bin across from the seats. She unbuttons the coat and places it there, too. She's wearing the mini-skirt that we saw her place into the box. It doesn't quite come down to her mid-thigh. She has on a fairly tight, colorful blouse. The other woman is watching with interest. She's older -- mid to late 20s -- and is dressed professionally in a white blouse, a brown jacket, and a matching brown skirt that comes to her knees.

The young woman sits down, and the older brunette introduces herself. "Good evening. I'm Giselle. Are you heading home or flying out?"

"Hi, I'm Ariel. I'm going to an interview in Phoenix. I graduate at the end of this semester, and I'm looking for a place to work."

Giselle looks skeptical. "Do you mind if I ask: are you wearing that to the interview?"

Ariel gets a confused look. "Is there something wrong with this? Is there a stain or something?" she asks naively.

Giselle bites her lower lip momentarily and rues asking that question and feels very awkward now. "No, the outfit looks clean and everything. It's just ... well ... what kind of a job are you interviewing for? I do hiring for my company, and, well, your skirt might be a little too short for some positions."

Ariel smiles. "Well, there's this new, upscale strip club that's just opening ..." but she can't keep a straight face and starts laughing. I'm sorry. I'm going to work as a financial analyst, and I have my suits packed in my suitcase. I just have this on to be comfortable and I know it's hot in Phoenix this week.

Giselle looks relieved. She really likes this girl's sense of humor and feels like they could become friends. As the plane takes off, she's asking Ariel about herself and discovers that she's never been to Arizona before, that she has interviews with three companies in the Phoenix area and then one in Tucson, and that she graduated near the top of her class with a 3.8 GPA. She also learns that Ariel still lives at home and has never been out on her own, really, and this is her first airplane flight even. They have to lean their heads close together to keep from having to shout over the drone of the engines. Giselle feels that Ariel is bonding with her and likes her maybe as much as she likes Ariel.

The plane hits a patch of turbulence. Ariel's face goes pale, and she reaches out and clutches Giselle's hand. She has a terrified look on her face. "Are we in trouble?"

"Nothing bad, just a little bumpy ride. I've been in worse."

They have some more turbulence. Ariel's grip tightens. "How can you be so calm? I feel like my whole life is in front of my eyes."

Giselle looks at her pretty neighbor and wants to do something to help her. Ariel is trying not to make a scene and not to cry. Giselle puts a hand on Ariel's shoulder. "Do you want some wine or a drink?"

Ariel shakes her head. "I don't drink."

"Maybe you should start." Giselle smiles; then she leans even closer and lowers her voice more. "Maybe you need a distraction." Ariel nods vigorously. "I've got an idea. Get your coat out of the bin, and get mine, too. It's the long, white one. She admires Ariel's figure as she gets the coats from the bin. Giselle raises the armrest between the seats.

Ariel sits back down and puts the seatbelt on again. Giselle extends the coats across their laps. One hand holds them in place, and the other hand closer to Ariel is under the coats. "I want you to just pay attention to me and ignore what's happening around us."

Ariel nods but still has a frightened look. We can tell that Giselle's hand under the coats is reaching towards Ariel. "Do you like it when people admire your legs?" Ariel jolts when she feels Giselle's touch, but she doesn't say anything. "Does this feel good?" We can barely see the coats shift as Giselle's hand moves up and down Ariel's leg.

Ariel nods.

"Just concentrate on how it feels." She keeps rubbing the leg. "Is it okay if I tell you that you have gorgeous legs." Ariel closes her eyes and smiles. Giselle shifts her arm a little and reaches up Giselle's legs until she finds her panties. Giselle's eyes open in surprise. "Tell me what color these are. Or tell me if you want me to stop."

"They're orange. That's my favorite color. Don't stop."

Giselle chuckles. "Don't worry, I'm not going to stop. Have you ever had another woman touch you here?"

Ariel shakes her head. "This feels so good." Her voice sounds so much more relaxed.

"What if I reach under the panties and rub you here? Do you like this?"

Ariel gasps. She's taking deeper breaths, and her upper body and shoulders are rising and lowering rhythmically.

"Can you undo your bra so that your breasts are loose?"

Ariel nods. She looks around furtively then leans forward and twists towards Giselle while she puts her hand up the front of her blouse and unsnaps the front. She moves the cups to the side and pulls the hand back out of the blouse. Her nipples poke through the thin fabric.

Giselle smiles. "I see you like it a lot. Now, unbutton the top buttons and lean over so I can see down your blouse."

Ariel slowly and secretly follows the commands. Giselle and the camera peek down the blouse. We can see the orange bra pushed open, and Ariel's perfect 32C breasts can be seen. "Do you often show off your breasts" Giselle asks quietly.

Ariel shakes her head slowly. "You're the first one. Except for my doctor." She giggles. Ariel leans back again and closes her eyes. She cups one of her breasts through the fabric and stealthily squeezes it in rhythm with Giselle's rubbing. "I can't believe I'm doing this."

"Have you ever kissed a girl?"

"Once, in college. I was visiting a friend in her dorm, and we were drinking. She said she liked my dress and asked if she could try it on. She took off her dress and was standing there just in her panties. I took off my dress and gave it to her but she just stood there and was looking at my body, and I was looking at her body, and then we kissed. Several times. But then some other girls were knocking on her door and calling for us to go out with them. We quickly got dressed and went with them. I was embarrassed the next day and never talked about it with her."

Giselle considers the scene and smiles. "I thought you didn't drink."

"That was the only time. It makes me too wild."

Giselle nods. "That's worth remembering." She pauses. "Is anyone paying attention to us?"

Ariel looks around. "No."

"Then scoot down a little more in our seats and lean over and kiss me." The women scoot down and Ariel kisses her briefly on the lips.

"Is that how you kissed your friend?"

Ariel looks around again. She leans over and gives her another kiss. This one is much longer and with her tongue. Giselle's arm is moving more rapidly. Giselle starts to moan but covers her mouth immediately and fakes a cough to cut it off. Ariel is breathing rapidly and puckering her lips in and out.

"There aren't many things I like more than kissing a cute girl. Are you going to cum?"

Ariel shakes her head. "Yes."

"Do you want to cum?"

"Yes. No, not here."

Giselle's arm stops moving but stays in place.

Ariel's breathing slows, and she gets back in control. "Yes, just keep your finger there. I want to keep feeling you." She looks at Giselle's face. Her tongue slightly parts her lips, and she leans ever so slightly towards Giselle.

"I really want to take you home when we land. Will you stay with me tonight? And I have some very good wine."

"Yes. Yes. Yes." She looks around to make sure it's safe then leans over for another long kiss. Then she leans back and closes her eyes. "Just keep your hand there. I can't think about anything else when you're touching my pussy. I'm just going to close my eyes and think about going home with you."

"Me, too." Giselle leans her head and closes her eyes, too.

The scene dissolves. Giselle leads Ariel through the front door and into the living room that she was in earlier. She turns on the lights. "I sure appreciate your offer to let me stay with you instead of in the hotel."

"Follow me. You can put your suitcase in the guest room and just leave your coat on the bed." Ariel wheels the suitcase into the guest room and comes back with her coat off. Giselle also hangs her winter coat in the closet. As Ariel reaches the middle of the room, Giselle motions for her to stop. "When we eat out tomorrow, we'll turn in the dinner expense to the companies that are hosting you. They'll happily let you take me to dinner and save them the cost of an expensive hotel room." She smiles at Ariel. "I liked that skirt when I saw you walk down the aisle. But how about letting me see your favorite orange underwear?"

Ariel gets a shy look on her. "You don't have to do that. If you're tired, I'm happy just to go to bed."

Giselle approaches her nonchalantly and puts her hand up under Ariel's skirt. Ariel gasps for a moment then seems to relax. "I think I promised to do something for you when we got home, and I honor my promises. Especially the fun ones that I like." Giselle's other hand goes behind Ariel's back as Giselle tries to kiss her. Ariel has a nervous look at first then returns the brief kiss.

"You can take off the skirt while I get you a glass of wine."

Ariel pulls down the skirt and steps out of it. She lays it over the back of an armchair and takes off her shoes and puts them next to the chair. She stands and waits, wearing her orange, bikini panties. "I told you I don't drink" she calls out and laughs nervously.

"You'll like this," Giselle calls from the kitchen. She returns with two glasses of white wine. "This is a riesling wine. It's practically a sugar bomb. I think you'll like this a lot."

Ariel tastes it and smiles. Then she drinks the entire glass. "I like that! I was thirstier than I thought."

Giselle takes the glass and heads to the kitchen. "Airplane air is dry and makes you thirsty. I'll get some more. You can take off your blouse so I can admire how well the bra and the panties match." We watch Giselle pour the wine and return.

Ariel is in the bra and panties. She takes the glass and drinks all of the wine again quickly. "I like that a lot!"

Giselle is admiring Ariel's body. Show me how you kissed your friend and how we kissed when you were scared on the plane." She approaches Ariel.

"Thank you for helping me on the plane. I liked your kisses even more than the wine." She lets Giselle embrace her, and they have a long, sensual kiss.

"Did I tell you how much I love kissing?" They kiss again. Follow me." She leads Ariel to the kitchen and reaches for the wine. As Ariel steps from the carpet to the tile, she starts to slip towards Giselle, and Giselle keeps her from falling. Ariel giggles a little. She reaches around Giselle and gives her another long kiss. It gives Giselle time to roll Ariel's panties just below her butt and to squeeze the cheeks while they kiss. Ariel doesn't want to stop, but Giselle takes a step back. "Do you some more wine before we get in the bed?"

"Uh-huh."

Giselle pours a glass for both of them. "I think I'd better carry yours and mine. Follow me. You can leave the rest of your clothes on the counter." She watches Ariel quickly remove the rest of her clothes and then start to act a bit shy. She moves Ariel's arm away from her breasts and kisses and licks each of the nipples. Then she takes the glasses and walks to the bedroom. Ariel follows, a little unsteady. Giselle places the glasses next to the bed. She turns and lightly pushes Ariel onto the bed. "You're going to do everything I say. I like to be in charge."

Ariel lands on her back and wriggles so that her butt is up on the bed. She pulls up her legs so that her feet are on the bed, legs touching each other. Then she giggles again and slowly spreads out her legs to show off her pussy to Giselle.

"I'm going to undress for you. You can play without yourself if you feel horny." Ariel is just watching while Giselle takes off her shoes, but when she unzips her skirt and steps out of it, Ariel's fingers find her clit to slowly play with. Giselle is wearing slightly transparent bikini panties with orange trim. She unbuttons her blouse and takes it off to expose a matching bra. "Orange is my favorite color, too. And, I always feel sexy when I get to wear sexy lingerie."

Ariel has completely lost control by now and is masturbating vigorously with wild enthusiasm and moaning loudly. Giselle sees that she has to move quickly not to be left out. She kneels down and inserts her tongue between Ariel's legs and licks rapidly panting and moaning intensifies and she reaches her orgasm. Giselle feels the girl go limp. She stands and pulls down her panties and climbs on the bed opposite Ariel. "Roll on top of me. I'll keep licking you, and I want you to lick me like I just did to you." Both of the women enjoy an orgasm.

"Let's do it again" Ariel pleads as Giselle gently pushes her off of her.

"I want you to get enough sleep and excel at these interviews. I have plans for us. Then after your interviews, we'll go out to get a fancy dinner then come back here to drink some wine and have fun again."

Ariel gets on her knees and straddles Giselle. She keeps rubbing her own breasts and she slowly moves up Giselle's body until her pussy is over Giselle's mouth. "This is what's going to help me sleep well." Giselle can't resist the sexy vixen. She grabs hold of her thighs and gives her another loud orgasm with her tongue. Ariel stretches out next to Giselle so they can share some more long kisses. Giselle reaches around and is caressing Ariel's bottom while they continue to kiss until Ariel falls asleep.

The scene dissolves back into the living room. Ariel's sweater is pulled up above her breasts, the bra is on the floor at her feet, and she's still playing with her breasts. She takes a deep breath, pulls the sweater back down over her breasts, and starts the video again.

"I know you'll remember the next items." She picks up a a bundle of orange items from the top of a table and puts them into the box. After I got home from my interview, I had those two job offers the next week, and I chose one. I love that when I called you, you insisted that I move in with you. I ordered that lingerie the next day, and I dreamed of you and masturbated every night until I came back to Phoenix to start my job and live with you. I love that we get to have sex after work. And after dinner. And before we go to bed. And in the shower before work. And in the middle of the night if one of us wakes up. It's been hell not having you here this month, and I can hardly wait until it's your fingers in me again instead of my own."

The scene dissolves. The new scene is still in the living room, but Ariel is standing in the doorway with a suitcase on each side of her. She's wearing a short sundress and opens a suitcase and takes out a package. "And this present is for you to say thank you for letting me move in here."

Giselle unwraps the box. We can't see the contents, but we see her face light up. "I love it! Do you want me to put it on now?"

"Yes, you have to! I've been fantasizing about you wearing this every night since you offered to let me live with you and ...." She doesn't finish the sentence but suddenly seems to get a little embarrassed about what she's admitting.

"I'll be right back." Giselle takes the box into the bedroom. While she's out of the room, Ariel removes her shoes and sundress. She waits for Giselle wearing a bright orange, high-cut, mircro-thong bodysuit with open sides. She fidgets nervously as she waits. Giselle comes back into the room wearing a short, orange-patterned, transparent chemise with a bright, orange g-string. She stops in amazement when she sees Ariel waiting for her.

Giselle doesn't say anything, and it makes Ariel uncomfortable. "Do you like it?"

Giselle is too stunned to do anything but nod. She finally stutters "do you want some wine?"

"Not this time. I want to do this sober."

Giselle nearly runs over to embrace Ariel. They kiss each other's face and neck until their tongues finally meet in a long, sensual kiss. It's as if Giselle wants to touch all of Ariel's body at the same time, and her hands are moving all over it. Ariel's hands are content pulling up the back of the chemise until they can reach beneath it and hold Giselle's hot body against her own. After some kissing, Giselle pulls the chemise over her head and has Ariel kiss her body.

Suddenly we hear the doorbell. It's not coming from Ariel's memory--it's coming from real-time. The scene dissolves and we see Ariel lying face down on the floor. Her yoga pants and bikini panties are pulled down far just enough that she can comfortably slip her fingers between her legs and play with herself. She's fully engaged with her fingers and her memories and ignores the doorbell. But 30 seconds later, her phone also rings. She glances over to see who's calling and then quickly pulls up the pants to take the call. She answers the call. "I was just thinking about you, lover!"

The screen splits vertically, and we see Giselle in the other panel on the bed in a hotel in an orange bra and colorful shorts. "I just got a notification that the package I ordered for you was just delivered. Did you get it yet?"

"No, but I heard the doorbell. If you wait, I'll get it."

"Go get it. It's my present to you."

Ariel opens the front door and brings in the small box on the doorstep. She opens it and has a perplexed look on her face. She takes a Lovense out of the box. "What is it?"

"It's something I saw online. It's a programmable sex toy. You put the big end into your pussy." She pauses, and Ariel is waiting for her to continue. She repeats "you put the big end into your pussy," and Ariel gets the hint. She strips off her yoga pants and a thong and inserts the Lovense and waits for the next directions. "That part dangling out is an antenna. Scroll to the last page of apps on your phone. I added a new one that is for the vibrator.