I book a tandem dive on line and eagerly anticipate the experience.  I am deathly afraid of heights but I am always looking to conquer my fears.  Who wouldn’t feel butterflies at the thought of falling 15,000 feet out of a small rickety plane strapped to someone you don’t know going about 120 mph?  That’s right, no one.  On the other hand, it is sexy, exhilarating, invigorating, and point blank it just turns me on.  

For the first time I lay eyes on you, my partner, you render me speechless.  I didn’t expect you.  You have salt and pepper hair.  The cut is of a confident but also carefree and simple man.  You are handsome but not in the conventional way.  You are rugged and charming.  I can imagine us roasting marshmallows on a simply sexual camping trip or bundled up in a lodge after a day of skiing and physical stimulus.  You will hold my life in your hands shortly.

You are already suited up and ready for the dive but I can see all I need to between your legs.  The back of your parachute reads “Attention User: Warning”.  I wonder if it was made just for me.  You turn to me and you look with surprised wanton lust.  You begin suiting me and your hands linger on my upper thigh as you smile deviously.  You know what you are doing to me and you know you are doing it well.

You stand and turn to leave me…leaving a growing heat between my thighs with your departure.  My breath caught when you turned and slyly smiled asking “Are you coming or what?”  I thought to myself ”Oh, I’m definitely cumming.”  I obediently followed.  I curbed the urge to skip to your side.  I slowed taking in the vision of you from behind.  Priceless!

We reached the plane and I almost gasped.  I looked as if it was going to fall apart right then and there.  You hopped in and held your hand out.  I stalled and took a step back.  Your reply was “Are you chicken?”  You knew that would get me going.  If anything, I am NOT a chicken.  As I mounted the plane I whispered in your ear “I can do things to you that are unheard of.  You are the one that should be chicken.”  You look pleasantly shocked.

We rise in the sky and the time has come to strap yourself to me.  Let the good times roll!  As I sit suspended in air only kept from tumbling down by your attachment to me, I feel something growing and gently nudging my buttocks.  The warmth between my legs grows and dampness takes over.  I was waiting for that to happen.

Then we jump and your hand reaches around to caress my breast.  My heart is racing, the world is falling, and I am screaming.  You are aggressively nibbling on my neck.  You are a bold man with a domineering touch.  I hope you don’t leave a mark but I don’t care much about that as I have other fears to face.  I am lost in my thoughts.  No, not in my thoughts but in my lust.

Only taking your hands off me briefly, you pull the rip cord.  I let out a heavy sigh.  We are suspended in time.  You are breathing heavily behind me and your sex is rock hard.  Your hands go back to work between my legs this time.  Working your way to just the right spot.  Your rotation is alarming.  You can feel the wetness and it is soaking through my pants.  

You swiveled your fingers with just the right amount of pressure and quickness bringing me to the brink.  We just met.  You know what I like.  I only need those fingers.  I tip over with ferociousness.  Gripping your hands and fingers between my legs.  You continue until I am spent and we both float silently to the field.

We land and you rip our suits off of us.  I try to stop you claiming there will be others arriving soon.  You look at my amazement and say “You didn’t think you would get off that easy did you?”  I cock my head to the side with question.  I don’t know what you are talking about.  You tell me you have sent them to the wrong field.  Now I get it!  

I rip at your clothes as you help me with mine.  I want them off now!  I mount you and move with quickness.  I cannot prolong this any longer.  I ride you faster, then slower, then faster, then slower grinding my sex into yours.  I reach behind to play with your boys while you push yourself deeper and deeper into me, thrusting your hips with no abandon.

It happens so fast.  We erupt into one another.  I cannot tell your juices from my own.  They are sticky and sweet.  I dismount and lick you clean.  The taste of both of us melding together.  I don’t care about the dirt and grass around us.  I don’t care about anything at that particular moment.  Then I remember, there will be people coming for us soon.  I think…”This was definitely worth my money!”