Jill and I had been together for about a year. We'd been having infrequent sex for a while, so we were still relatively inexperienced. It was only recently, however, that we'd begun talking about possibilities beyond the normal few positions. Those were conversations we both seemed to enjoy, but the day's event took me completely by surprise.
On the weekends, I flew skydivers at a small airport a couple of hours from our town. Jill would go with me sometimes if the weather was warm. If there was not a full load of jumpers on a particular flight, she could take the occasional ride with me. Other times, she relaxed in the sun while I flew the 15 to 30 minute flights. She said taking a ride in a small airplane was an exciting experience. Adding to that excitement, opening the door in flight causes an unexpected rush of adrenaline. Riders sat in the floor since there were no seats, so holding on to a seatbelt seemed to be the only thing that kept riders from falling out as they stared out at the jumpers leaving. Heightened adrenaline-fueled senses can last hours for those not used to it.
Even sex, I thought, would be much more intense after such an experience. I didn't get nearly enough chances to carry out my research. So that idea remains only a theory.
It was a record hot day, even for summer, for Jill's first experience at the airport and she rode the first flight with me. The temperature is much cooler during the flight, particularly when the door opens. The cooler temperature combined with the adrenaline rush caused Jill's nipples to stand out in her halter top. That top was my favorite; it tied at the top and bottom and had only a thin square of white fabric on the front. It did little to hide her boobs, or to suppress her erect nipples. And they stayed erect even as we parked the airplane and spread her blanket on the grass to wait for the next flight.
Since our first flight, jumpers had started showing up. There is a large group waiting for their turn. Spectators and friends mingle while relaxing, sunning, and socializing. During the summer, it's more like a beach day with the girls wearing bathing suits and the guys wearing only shorts. There are all sorts of ball games, picnics, card games, hacky sack, and the occasional guitar.
Joe and Mike sat down beside us as I introduced Jill. They were some of my regular passengers and since today's weather brought a good turnout, there would be a bit of a wait between turns to jump. Those two always came together and Joe's girlfriend, Robin, was normally with them. She was working on this particular day, but Joe said she may come later.
Since Jill's top was so flimsy, her boobs had obviously captured the attention of Joe and Mike. She would give me a smile every time she caught them staring. The attention didn't seem to bother her at all.
The four of us continued chatting as the two guys set up their blankets and coolers next to ours. We had two pilots scheduled for this particular day. I covered the early part of the day while the second would arrive later. We had a large number of students scheduled. So those would be short flights. The normal number of regulars was there also. It was going to be a busy day. In addition to all the jumpers, a large number of spectators came out. Some even brought campers which were parked on the back side of the hangars.
It wasn't long before another group of jumpers was ready to go. Joe said he and Mike would entertain Jill while I was flying. I told him it looked like Jill was doing the entertaining. He assured me that she would be safe with them.
The first flight was a long one. Experienced skydivers jumped from much higher than students so they could get more time in freefall. I landed again about 40 minutes later. I taxied up to the grassy area, shut down the engine, and walked over to our blanket. Jill, Joe, and Mike were still there talking. They barely noticed me walking up until I spoke.
The first thing I noticed was Jill's nipples were just as prominent as when I had left. I thought it odd since the temperature was so hot. I only had time to sit for a minute and get a drink from the cooler before the next load of jumpers. I told Jill to be careful not to get sunburned. Joe said they had some sunscreen for her. They would see to it that Jill moved to the shade if she got too much sun.
I told Jill I would take the next three flights since they would be quick ones. If she didn't mind waiting that long, I would take a break after that. She didn't mind, saying the guys were keeping her from getting bored. She said they were telling her about Robin, who sounded very interesting. And Jill looked forward to meeting her.
I completed the next flight and had only a couple of minutes to walk over to the small store for a snack. As Jill walked with me she asked if I knew Mike was a cosmetic surgeon. I only knew he was a doctor. She was enjoying learning about the work he did. I told her I was glad she was enjoying the day with me. I would be more available soon. She told me to take my time, but she had lots of things to tell me about.
After the next flight, I spoke briefly to the other pilot. I stopped by our blanket to find Jill still with Joe and Mike. And her nipples were still just as hard as she sat between Joe and Mike. They were speaking in hushed tones. I was anxious to find out what she had to tell me.
While taxiing onto the strip for takeoff, I could see Jill and her two new friends up walking toward the runway and hangars. They must be showing her around.
When parking the airplane after my flight, I didn't see Jill and the two guys. It took a few minutes to give my parachute to the next pilot and tell him about the winds and other relevant information. While we were talking, Joe and Mike came walking from behind the hangars toward their chairs. Jill followed a few seconds later, walking up to join me just as I was finishing the briefing.
As I greeted her, I noticed her halter top was inside out. She told me to follow her as she began walking back toward the hangars. I asked her why her top was on wrong. She said that she hadn't noticed and kept walking. I followed but said I was sure it was on correctly when I left. "What happened to it during the flight," I asked.
She said quite nonchalantly, that she'd had it off. That answer caught me by surprise. So I asked why her top was off. "And by the way, where were we going?"
"We're going to that camper," she said. "Mike said we could borrow it." While pointing to the camper trailer ahead of us, she reached behind and untied her top, then took it off over her head. "There, is that better," she asked. I was too shocked to respond. I did look around to see if anyone could see us although, this was not a crowd that would have given it a second thought. I'm not sure I would have cared anyway. But it did catch me off guard.
"The top seemed to bother you," she continued.
"Well, yeah, it's something I would notice. Wouldn't you," I asked.
As she opened the door to the camper and walked inside, she told me not to worry about the top. She would explain it. "But first, there's something we have to take care of," she said. "Just relax."
She pulled my shirt up over my head then pulled me in for a forceful kiss. She sat down on the couch as she unbuttoned my shorts. "Get these off," she ordered. "And the rest, take everything off." As I did, she pulled me up to her, grabbing my dick and pulling it into her mouth.
With one hand holding my balls and the other gripping the shaft, she worked on me with a level of enthusiasm I hadn't seen from her. She was truly into blowing me. She stopped before things got too far along. Jill stood up and guided me to trade places. She took off her short shorts as I sat.
