Okay, I’m starting this thread as a favor to my friend, Hypergirl. She has been asked to write a “soft core porn” style narrative which includes the following:
*An airplane ride
*Hypergirl
*Hubbyguy [hypergirl’s current signifigant other]
*Another willing involved person [I’m thinking a {swedish}flight attendant would be apropriate.]
*the actual act of sex with all three partners
*seperate meetings for each of them
Hypergirl will add any missing details in another post. ::hands autonomy of the thread to Hypergirl::
thanks tasha. i guess i was kinda shy about putting this out here on the MB like this. just please dont let anyone i know read this. im supposed to write a story, but im not feeling very creative. im thinking oncei get the situation set up ill be fine writing te rest of it. i think tasha basically convered what i want in the story. any help would be highly appreciated. thanks tasha. 
Well geez…didn’t you say you were clairvoyant? Just TELL her what everyone’s gonna post.
She asked me to “help” her with the story earlier. [Read: feeding her a plot] I really didn’t have the capacity to spoon feed an entire narrative to her, so I am giving it up to you to help her with.
I never said I was totally clairvoyant, just a teeny bit clairvoyant. You know, little things I pick up on.
Come on guys, my friend really needs help with this, and soon. PLEASE try to give some ideas, no matter how silly. It just might work.
This is postively rife with possiblities, so I’m suprised none of the posters to the Mile High thread haven’t chimed in yet.
Hmmm…a tryst on a nearly deserted plane flight seems in order. Better go for a commerical liner; a bi-plane would be a bit over the top. The plane would have to be nearly empty; snoring salesmen crammed shoulder to shoulder would put a definite damper even on a steamy threesome.
The thrust of the jets, throbbing engines, climbing, the rush of acceleration…hey, what hypergirl is either a refresher on Jong’s “zipless fuck” or lots of Harlequins. (Yeah, yeah, so Jong was on a train; tunnels etc. aren’t any more suggestive than tube-like planes pushing through the sky.)
You need to think tacky, girl! Have fun with it, the more outre the better. Hell, romance novels sell like hotcakes and many are nothing more than marginally moralistic soft core porn. No cliche or strained metaphor is out of bounds.
The silence in this thread astounds me. Given the literate, demented minds around here (most much more creative than mine) I’ve often thought Dopers could write a honey of saga just like this.
Veb
Okay, she asked me to feed her a plot. I’m a bit busy and can’t get into my harlequin romance novel mode right now. She wants a plotline, not a couple hints. I could give her a couple hints.
What the hell - I’ll give it a try.
Central Africa - a war - hundreds of thousands of refugees lack food, medicine, sanitation. Cholera runs rife. Hubbyguy, once a Peace Corps special operative, now retired to stay at home with Hypergirl is visited by a 19-year-old Swedish nymphomaniac Red Cross volunteer, Oola, while Hypergirl is out getting bagels & lox one Sunday morning. She pleads with him to help get supplies airlifted in, offering him anything, ANYTHING for his help. Hubbyguy resists, saying he can’t possibly leave Hypergirl. Monday, Oola visits Hypergirl at work, makes same offer. Later that night, H & H, after softening each other up by indulging in the other’s favorite fantasy, are surprised to find that they both want to go.
Cut to Oola, H & H, loading supplies on a rickety DC-3, somewhere in Northern Africa. Many protestations of “no, you must stay, it’s too dangerous” are thrown about, but all agree to go. Oola, as it turns out, will be cargo mistress on the flight.
Danger as the plane is shot at by rebels. An engine is lost. Leaking fuel. We may never make it out alive, only maybe an hour left. The three cling to each other, Oola, confesses she is a virgin and doesn’t want to die having not done everything…much sex of various sorts ensue (optional - Horst, the hunky German co-pilot checks on their well-bing and stays for a while).
Pilot heroically lands plane, supplies are off loaded, Oola and Horst have fallen in love, so she stays behind when H&H return via helicopter to the little home they left behind, warm and happy in the knowledge that they did many, many good deeds.
Is that the sort of thing you want, or would you prefer maybe a WWII scenario? Maybe a spuervillain’s private plane a la “Goldfinger”?
I should have read that before posting. Apologies for the sucky spelling. Must be dinnertime. Must feed brain.
That was kinda funny to read, but um, I think she’s looking to arouse with this, not make the reader laugh. I like the plot so far. It’s interesting.
i think “hubbyguy” had something a little more conventional in mind. thanks for the help, but if you guys could steer it more in the direction of something happening in the present day it would be great. not that the ideas aren’t amusing to read.
Whom do you want to turn on: Hyper, or Hubby? If Hyper, make the flight attendant a guy… how often do you see a straight-bi porno story where it’s two guys, not two girls?
The story’s for hubbyguy.
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someone help me out here, please!