From: Rosebud <email@example.com
Date: Wed Sep 1, 1999 10:05 am
Subject: Nick and Nat Join the Mile-High Club
WARNINGS: This is an adult story with adult situations and activities. It also
contains descriptions of bodily functions. If you are not at least 18 years of
age or if you are offended by or squeamish about such things, DO NOT READ THIS
DISCLAIMERS: Nick and Natalie were created by James D. Parriott and Barney
Cohen. Unfortunately, they are owned by Columbia/TriStar, not me. No
infringement of copyrights is intended. I'm just taking them out for a little
romp in the "friendly skies". I promise to return them to their seats happier
than when they left them.
I blame this story on Nancy Taylor. It's *ALL* her fault!!! She asked me to
beta her latest story and I agreed. As we talked about things, she mentioned
wanting to do a "Laurene series" fanzine. She wondered if I'd be willing to
beta all her early stories and she teased me that I would have to beta "Bali Hai
- The Special Edition" ("Special" equals "exta-smutty"), knowing how much I love
that story. I joked what a horrible thing she was asking of me. That night, I
re-read that story (as I have more times than I can count) and woke up with this
story in my head. It wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it down. Sooooo ...
if you don't like this story blame Nancy! If you do like this story, thank her!
I would like to thank my faithful editor, professional writer Ellen
Ashton-Haiste, who has taught me so much about this thing I love - writing. She
has taken this rough stone (me) and polished it into a gem. I hope I always
make you proud. (Now if you could just teach me to type! <G>) It's time to
pass on the crown. ;-)
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NICK AND NAT JOIN THE MILE-HIGH CLUB 01/01
By: Jeri E. Friedman
Copyright (c) August 1999
Natalie stared at her magazine. Seated next to her, Nick was reading a book.
Their half-full, pre-dawn flight had left Toronto an hour earlier, heading east
for Sydney, Australia and the Worldwide Police and Forensics Conference. It was
going to be a long, boring trip with a few short refueling stops. Most of their
fellow travelers were asleep. Reading lights brightened the seats of those who
weren't. All the sunshades were closed.
Sighing, Natalie stood and laid her magazine down. "I'll be right back," she
whispered to Nick.
Nodding, he sat up straighter and turned his knees to the side so she could get
by. As she sidled past, her rear end came tantalizingly close to his face.
Nick's acute sense of smell detected her fragrance causing his fangs to ache.
Natalie was ignored by the other passengers as she walked to the restroom at the
rear of the compartment. Entering, she was pleased to find it immaculate.
Standing at the mirror, she fussed with her hair, repositioning a bobby pin to
rein in a few stray locks. Satisfied, she proceeded to pull down her slacks and
Just as she was about to begin urinating, the door opened quickly and a figure
slipped inside. She started to protest loudly until she realized who it was.
"Nick! What in hell are you doing?" she whispered.
Locking the door, he turned and openly stared at her pubic hair with a lewd
grin. She blushed deeply. "I'm glad you forgot to lock the door." His voice
was husky with desire.
"Nick! Are you crazy? Get out of here before someone catches us!" She crossed
her arms over her lap in embarrassment.
"No one will bother us." He gently grasped her hands and moved them to her
sides. "I love you, Nat. I've been dreaming about you every night. When you
squeezed past me just now ... I couldn't resist any longer."
Natalie was stunned. He was behaving like a bull elk in rut. Of course she
loved him and had been wanting him just as badly, but this was ludicrous! "Nick
... we can't --"
"Go ahead. Finish." He indicated the toilet and stepped back until he was
against the door.
Her jaw dropped. "Not with you watching! Turn around."
"No. Let me watch you ... please?" She saw his eyes turn golden and his fangs
drop in anticipation. How could this be arousing to him? Yet it obviously was.
Still feeling embarrassed, she nodded her consent, not wanting to lose the
opportunity to make love to this creature she adored. He had rebuffed all her
advances in the past as being "too dangerous".
"Thank you. I promise you won't regret this." His fangs were bared by the huge
smile that lit his face.
"I love you, too, you know. I do trust you." She smiled back.
"Please spread your legs for me and finish." His expression became serious.
Doing as he requested, she fully exposed herself to his eager eyes.
Nick's mouth opened and his respirations increased as Natalie's delicate labia
were revealed. Involuntarily, he licked his fangs and shuddered.
His staring caused her to feel self-conscious. She couldn't urinate.
"Please ... finish for me," he begged in a strangled whisper. She watched as he
became instantly erect, his hips moving slowly, seductively. The sight aroused
her and she released a flood of urine.
With the last drop, Nick stepped forward and grabbed some tissue. "Allow me,"
"All right." She was too overwhelmed to protest.
Gently, with a trembling hand, he patted her dry then flushed the toilet. He
smiled as he cupped her breasts in his hands, lightly kneading them through her
blouse. "You are more beautiful than the most perfect rose."
Standing directly in front of her, his crotch was at eye level. "And you are
incredibly well-endowed." Natalie reached out and ran her hand up the length of
his fly. She felt his penis twitch.
"Curious?" He rubbed himself against her palm. She nodded. "It's all yours."
Grabbing the tab of his zipper, she lowered it, eliciting a deep sigh from him.
That made her smile. Leaning forward, she kissed his silk-covered erection.
Nick hissed softly between fangs pressed painfully into his lower lip to keep
from growling out loud.
Natalie unbuttoned the fly on his boxers and reached in to grasp his hard shaft.
Carefully, she pulled it free. In her right hand lay a long, thick
uncircumcised penis. The foreskin was slightly retracted by the tumescent state
of the partially revealed purple glans. Tiny droplets exuded from its tip,
signaling Nick's intense arousal.
Tenderly, she ran the fingers of her left hand lightly along the turgid shaft
causing him to shiver. Upon reaching the head, she rubbed the fluid over it.
"You, my fair knight, are gorgeous."
Nick's hands slid from her breasts to massage her bare thighs. "Slide back,
Love." When she did, he moved closer, his erection barely an inch away from her
lips. Without thinking, she licked the tip of his glans. The taste was
exquisite. She wanted more.
Surprising him, she engulfed the head of his penis with her mouth and sucked
vigorously. He moaned softly.
The effect on Natalie was immediate. Copious amounts of lubrication flowed from
her. Smelling it, Nick slid his hand between her legs, wetting his fingers.
Slowly, he slid two inside. He felt her vagina contract around them as her lips
tightened their grip on his penis. He knew heaven could not be better than
Natalie thrust against his hand, driving his fingers in deeper each time. She
Not wanting her to climax yet, Nick withdrew. When she opened her mouth to
protest, he pulled his penis out. Placing a finger on her lips to silence her,
he lowered himself onto the toliet seat, then helped her remove one leg from her
pants. "Place your legs over my thighs and lean back." Again she did as he
"Yes." Her love for him shone in her eyes.
Leaning forward, Nick put his arms around her and kissed her on the nose. She
felt him nibble at her cheeks, lips and neck, the kisses interspersed with the
velvet-soft licks of his tongue.
All the while, he slowly slid closer. With a low growl, he slipped his tongue
into her mouth just as he gently penetrated her.
Natalie's head swam as she was overwhelmed by the sensuous feelings. It was
unlike anything she'd ever experienced.
She caressed his tongue with hers as he began careful, languorous, long strokes,
being sure to press his pubic bone against her clitoris with each forward
Nick stifled her moans of pleasure with deep, probing kisses. She wasn't far
from orgasm and neither was he.
Suddenly it overtook her, his mouth covered hers to silence her cries.
Nick's whole body spasmed as Natalie's vagina clamped down on his painfully
swollen penis. He couldn't take any more. Pricking her tongue with a
razor-sharp fang, he sucked on it, drawing in her sweet essence. Her enormous
love for him exploded in his mind. He thrust sharply into her, burying himself
as his bloody semen was forcefully ejaculated into her deepest recesses. No one
had ever made him feel the way she did.
Ripping his lips from hers, his pressed his mouth tightly against the base of
her neck, smothering a roar of orgasmic ecstacy.
Nick continued rubbing himself within her confines until all his semen was
spent. He held her tightly, kissing and caressing her.
They remained joined -- unmoving -- for several minutes until he realized she
was crying. "Nat? What's wrong?" He tenderly licked the tears from her cheeks
with the tip of his tongue and lightly caressed her hair.
"Nothing," she sobbed softly. "I've just never experienced such incredibly
tender lovemaking." She shook her head lightly. "I'm sorry. It's silly of me
"No, my love, it isn't." He nuzzled her cheek and kissed her lips. "You
deserve to be treated with gentle, loving care. I only want to please you and
make you happy."
"You do, Fair Knight. You do." She held him close and kissed him, tenderly
rubbing his back.
Reluctantly, Nick pulled away. "We've been in here quite a while. I think we
better return to our seats."
"Unfortunately, you're right. I'd hate to explain why we're in here together if
someone comes knocking at the door." They both snickered.
Nick slowly pulled out of Natalie, inch by inch, reluctant to leave her
surrounding warmth. A gush of semen emptied from her. Were you storing it up
all this time?" She giggled.
"Four years," he chuckled, eyes twinkling, then gripped his still-erect penis as
he stood. Natalie watched as it became flaccid in his hand.
Going to the sink, Nick washed, dried and replaced it in his pants. He then wet
some paper towels and handed them to her so she could clean up.
Bending down, he kissed her on the lips. "I'll meet you back at our seats."
"Okay. I'll wait a few minutes before coming out. Maybe no one will notice."
Nick quietly opened the door and slipped out. Five minutes later, Natalie
Once again in their seats, they were both sated and happy. Kissing, they
cuddled together and fell asleep.
Lover of the Knight