Thursday, September 29, 2011

The Pilot Story

Ehh...I've put it off long enough.  The only reason I haven't told the Pilot story before now is that it is embarrassing.  However, since I am pretty sure no one is reading this blog anyway I may as well get it over with. 

I am occassionally a fan of cyber sex.  I can get into writing really trashy detailed anonymous sex with another anonymous stranger located far, far away with little to no chance of getting caught and no real trouble if I do.  Whenever I go on to the site I prefer, I am always bombarded with messages like "wanna cyber"  "do u cam?" "do you like young boys?" "do you like older men?" I ignore 99.9% of all messages received.  I can't explain why I choose to answer some and not others but I answered one message from a guy who was really interested in anal sex.

For whatever reason, we agreed to switch it over to Yahoo Messenger.   We chatted about all of the usual ways he would fuck me if he were here, blah, blah, blah.  I figured that was it.  The next day, I am logged in to Yahoo (no, not under my real name) and he messages me.  It is early in the morning and mercifully his conversation was respectful, intelligent, and funny.  We chatted again that evening.  He told me his name (nickname), his occupation (pilot), his location (deep south), and his hobbies and interests (same as mine).  I didn't believe he was a pilot so he sent me some pictures of him in uniform in the cockpit.  Very convincing.  Then he suggested that he can fly for free....

Suddenly this shit was getting real.  I never intended to meet anyone this way.  If I was going to meet him, (I saw the pics, he was hot!), then I needed to know everything I could about him.  We chatted on the phone, on the computer, and when he had to fly out to Paris (his usual trip) he would call me.  He loved the idea that he was going to fuck the ass of someone who looked "so innocent" and I loved how exotic he was.  When I expressed to him some nervousness at being so pale he said to me "my tan will look lovely pressed against you."  I think I melted.  Everything he told me was so smooth and charming.  I wanted to do dirty dirty things with him.

We set a date for a month out.  We chatted every morning and evening.  I told him once he was a good thing for me and he corrected me and said "no, I am a fun thing, not a good thing." Don't get me wrong, I had no delusions that he would leave his wife for my sweet ass.  This was going to be a one time only fuck. 

The day arrived.  I had to drive an hour to get to the nearest major airport.  We found a hotel that would let us check in early...It was 10:30am.  We got to the room.  He kissed me so sweetly but with command.  His hands reached down and lifted my skirt.  I had to tell him the truth.  You see, something aweful had happened to me that morning after he boarded his plane....

"I have to tell you something"  I said.  "You got your period?"  He really should play charades, that was impressive.  I sat down and started to cry.  I was so nervous, upset, pissed off...he told me almost with anger "I wish you had told me before I boarded the plane." Asshole.  It didn't happen until after he got on the plane.  He didn't care.  He let out a big sigh and said "well you can still blow me and I can fuck your ass."  Okay....compromise.  Good.

I gave him the best blowjob of my life (up to that point) and he came rather easily.  Afterward, he took a phone call then suggested we go for lunch.  I was too nervous and excited to eat so I made small talk while he had lunch.  We got back to the hotel and he told me his father, who lives overseas, had some medical tests and he wanted to call first and check in.  Hmmm, ok.  He gets off the phone and tells me the news is not good and he is really sorry but could I take him back to the airport.  Motherfucker.

After months and months of build-up he gets a blowjob and I get....nothing.  He sent me an email later telling me our timing just wasn't right and he wishes me the best.  He has not answered me when I have tried to message him.  Fortunately for him, I am not a crazy stalker so I only tried twice. 

I have a dilemma here...I regret getting to know him so well because I mistook his desire to get laid for friendship.  However, I would have never agreed to meet if I had not gotten to know him.  Kinda sucks.  The moral of this story???  I won't give any more rides to the airport. ;)

4 comments:

Ms. Inconspicuous said...

Grrr... I understand the decision to mess around (or not) while a gal is menstruating is a personal choice, but I've *never* been with a guy where it's an issue--and I don't really "get" why it should be.

Unless you're uncomfortable with it. Personally, I love period-sex.

Anonymous said...

I agree...it has to be mutual, of course, but having had the opportunity in what my partners had initially thought was an awkward "no go"...much to their surprise, we went and never looked back...even when it took place in my car. It can be so intensely erotic...sigh...s'been a while.

bisous said...

I certainly would never want to force anyone to do anything they were uncomfortable with but he was the one who suggested an alternative making me think it was okay and then after his blowjob, he flaked out. Sigh... I agree though, aside from occasionally looking like I had sex in a crime scene, it can be really good.

Christina said...

In December of 2008 I met a man online from Boston who traveled to Allentown on business! I agreed to meet him in January of 2009 what I thought was to be just as "friends" you see he was very much Married; by the time he got to the motel...he was one hour late.. we began to talk ; he bought 6 pack of beer and opened up 2! We moved to the sofa in the room.. a really nice room & began some "heavy petting"!! We moved to the bed because we're both tall and I thought it would be more comfortable for both - I never thought we'd undress but it happened...I ended up giving him a blow job and he shot his load into my face and it hit one eye which stung for days! Because I would not sleep with him...Im Catholic and doing so would be committing Adultery, he made up some excuse and left!! But in all reality , I did commit Adultery by giving him oral sex!!! Oh I felt so bad...got depressed and told our Lord, Id never meet another married man...you see Im attracted to married men...have been since my 20's!!!!