Adventures of the Aviatrix

by Callista Hawkes

  “Incredible.” Helga smiles weakly, her chest still heaving as she catches her breath.

  Sit on her face

  Wait to see what she does next

  Recovering, Helga sits up and reaches for you, pressing her lips to yours and kissing you passionately. You kiss her back, matching her fire, your tongue flicking insistently against hers.

  “What now?” She murmurs, breaking the kiss.

  “Do what you want to me.” You breathe, holding her gaze. “I’m yours.” Helga’s eyes widen slightly and she smiles before climbing off the bed and stepping over to her locker. She swings open the door, all but concealed behind it as she rummages inside. You gaze curiously across the cabin at her, wondering what she is doing. A moment later, she closes the door and your eyes widen. She is still wearing the sexy lingerie, but she is wearing what appears to be a leather harness around her pelvis with what appears to be a large black prosthetic cock jutting out of her groin.

  “I want to fuck you.” She tells you huskily as she steps towards you.

  “Then fuck me.” You purr, your eyes fixed on the huge dildo. As she steps closer, you notice that it glistens, coated with some form of lubricant.

  “Bend over.” Helga growls. You nod, scrambling off the bed and standing up before leaning forward and resting your elbows on the mattress. Feeling a little apprehensive, you glance over your shoulder as Helga steps behind you. A gasp escapes your lips as you feel her guide the smooth head of the dildo to your opening.

  “Be gentle.” You whimper fearfully, your earlier bravado rapidly evaporating.

  “Silence!” She snaps before you feel her enter you. The thick shaft stretches you, but slides easily inside your pussy, the lubricant easing its entry.

  “Uhh yeah.” You moan as she begins to work it in and out of you. The lubricant is cold, yet this somehow heightens your pleasure as Helga finds a rhythm.

  “Do you like my cock inside you, you little slut?” She hisses, clearly reveling in her power over you at this moment.

  “Yes mistress.” You pant, your clitoris tingling and craving attention. She laughs coldly, quickening her pace and pounding into you as your pussy grows accustomed to the thick intruder. You begin to moan each time she drives into you as you feel the thrill of your orgasm building. You shuffle on your elbows, desperate to rub your clit, knowing it would send you over the edge.

  “You want to touch yourself!” Helga smirks intuitively. “You filthy whore!” You feel her lean forward, her bra clad breasts crushed against your back as she slips a hand between your legs. Her fingertips find your slippery clit and she gently massages it while continuing to thrust inside you.

  “Oh God!” You moan, your voice sounding weak and pathetic as you rapidly close in on your climax. The tension within you swiftly builds and your fingers dig into the mattress. Bowing your head, you look back between your legs, seeing Helga’s stockinged thighs rhythmically flexing as she moves back and forth, her fingers frantically working at your sensitive clit. The sight sends you over the edge and you squeeze your eyes shut, gasping as intense pleasure surges through you.

  “Yes, yes, come!” Helga cackles gleefully as your body shudders with each powerful wave. Your cries of ecstasy fill the room as she relentlessly pounds into your quivering pussy. When your orgasm finally subsides, you slump forward onto the bed, utterly spent. Helga gently withdraws from you and you hear the dildo thud onto the deck as she unbuckles the harness.

  “That felt incredible.” You murmur drowsily. She chuckles, the bed creaking as she joins you. She draws you to her and you curl up in her arms, enjoying the warmth of her embrace as you drift off to sleep.

  You awake to the sound of a commotion outside the cabin. Footsteps thump past in the passageway beyond the door and you can hear sailors calling out to each other outside. While you don’t understand German, they seem excited by something. You roll over but find you are now alone in the bed. You sit up, noticing Helga’s lingerie lying discarded on the floor along with the dildo and harness. Climbing out of bed, you quickly pull on your clothes before stepping out into the passageway. A sailor comes rushing past you.

  “Hey Herr Popeye, you speak English?” You call out.

  “Ja. A little.” He replies distractedly, obviously keen to continue on his way.

  Ask him what’s happening

  Ask him where Noah or Helga are

  “Glad you enjoyed it.” You murmur, sitting up and crawling up the bed. “Now it’s my turn.” Turning around and swinging your leg over her head, you lower yourself down onto her face.

  “Whaa…” Helga gasps in surprise before her response is muffled as you press your drenched folds to her mouth. As she recovers from her initial surprise, her hands reach up and grasp your thighs, pressing her tongue against your pussy. You moan with delight as you feel her trace the length of your slit before dabbing her tongue at your sensitive clitoris. She seems to know just how to touch you, when to speed up and when to slow down. Your pulse races as you enjoy the gradual warmth building in your loins.

  “Uhh yeah.” You breathe, relishing each delicate flick of her tongue. Helga squirms beneath you and you watch as she draws up her stockinged legs and allows them to fall open. Releasing her grasp on your thigh with one hand, she slides it down between her thighs and begins to gently strum her clitoris. You chuckle. Clearly, despite her recent climax, her appetite is not yet sated. Reaching down, you pull her breasts free of the cups of her bra and roughly squeeze the soft mounds. She moans into your folds and you purr with delight, enjoying the vibrations of her lips against your pussy. Her rose pink nipples are swollen and you playfully pinch and pull them.

  “Mein Gott!” Helga gasps, momentarily pulling her lips from your pussy. You chuckle again before moaning with delight as she resumes pleasuring you. As the heat between your thighs builds, you begin to rock back and forth, grinding your pussy against her probing tongue. Your arousal seems infectious, her hand now working furiously between her legs.

  “I’m getting close.” You moan thickly, your fingers kneading the soft flesh of her pale mounds. As her tongue laps at your clit, you feel the delicious sensation of your climax rising. Throwing back your head, you cry out in ecstasy as pulses of pleasure radiate out from your convulsing pussy. As Helga’s tongue continues to dab at your twitching clit, you watch as her hand jerks between her legs, playing a final staccato beat on her own clit before her body trembles beneath you. Her muffled moans are barely audible as you pant with the aftershocks of your own orgasm. When yours has subsided, you climb off her and slump next to her on the bed. Her face is flushed, her lips and chin wet with your juices and her chest heaving.

  “Thank you.” You murmur drowsily.

  “Willkommen.” She smiles, her eyes heavy lidded. You lean forward and kiss her, your bodies entwining. While you can taste yourself on her lips, you don’t mind one bit. As you lie there in each other’s arms, you quickly drift off to sleep.

  You awake to the sound of a commotion outside the cabin. Footsteps thump past in the passageway beyond the door and you can hear sailors calling out to each other outside. While you don’t understand German, they seem excited by something. You roll over but find you are now alone in the bed. You sit up, noticing Helga’s lingerie lying discarded on the floor. Climbing out of bed, you quickly pull on your clothes before stepping out into the passageway. A sailor comes rushing past you.

  “Hey Herr Popeye, you speak English?” You call out.

  “Ja. A little.” He replies distractedly, obviously keen to continue on his way.

  Ask him what’s happening

  Ask him where Noah or Helga are

  “What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?” Helga smirks, cocking an eyebrow. She sweeps her long legs off the bed and climbs gracefully to her feet. She saunters towards you, her hips swaying provocatively. The tall vision of beauty is a world away from the hard faced SS officer you first encountered below decks.

  “Just… caught
me a little off guard is all.” You smile sheepishly as she stands before you, statuesque and oozing confidence.

  “Just relax.” Helga whispers soothingly, reaching for you. You feel like a rabbit in the headlights as she takes your face in her hands and presses her lips to yours. She kisses you gently at first and you feel yourself melt, letting out a barely audible sigh. Her lips press harder against yours and you feel her tongue tentatively slip between your lips. With your pulse racing, you kiss her back, the tip of your tongue dabbing and flicking against hers. Her hands fall away from your face, gliding down to your chest. You break the kiss, gazing into her eyes. A little smile plays on her lips as she tugs your towel loose and allows it to drop to the floor. While your immediate instinct is to cover your breasts and pussy from her penetrating gaze, you fight the urge, allowing her to drink in your naked form.

  “Even more beautiful than I expected.” Helga purrs, her blue eyes glinting. She presses her lips back to yours and you feel her cup your left breast, gently massaging the fleshy mound. Your head spins, thrilled and excited by this seduction while simultaneously nervous at what you have gotten yourself in to.

  Allow her to continue to explore you

  Suggest she ventures lower

  Helga grasps your hands and smiles seductively, pulling you towards the bed.

  “Lie down.” She purrs. You nod and do as she asks, your pulse racing as you wonder what she is going to do to you. Rather than join you on the bed, she reaches into her locker and pulls out a metallic cylinder which you initially mistake for a flashlight. Unfurling a long length of electrical flex, she plugs it into a power socket.

  “What is that?” You ask her. She ignores your question, chuckling to herself as she joins you on the bed, brandishing the strange device.

  “Trust me.” She breathes, moving it between your legs.

  “Uhh!” You gasp, feeling the cold casing of the cylinder against your pussy. Your eyes widen as she flicks a switch on the side and it begins to hum.

  “Ohhh!” You flinch, the vibrations catching you by surprise. As she plays the edge of the cylinder against your clitoris, a jolt of pleasure makes you gasp.

  “You like that?” Helga smiles, her blue eyes glinting.

  “It feels... strange… but kinda good.” You admit as she slowly slides the device up and down your slit.

  “It does, doesn’t it?” She chuckles, playing it over your clitoris. “I wore my first one out.”

  “What is it?” You moan, your heart thumping in your chest as you revel in the wonderful sensations.

  “A medical device designed to bring relief from muscle pain.” She laughs. “It certainly brings relief!”

  “Put it inside me.” You breathe. Helga nods, moving the smooth, rounded tip to your entrance. You gasp as she slowly slides it into you, the cylinder sinking easily inside your juicy slit. Feeling it gently vibrating within you, you bite your lower lip to suppress your moans of delight. Helga’s eyes gleam as she begins to work the device in and out of you.

  “Oh God, that feels incredible.” You moan as the device stretches you while the vibrations make your clitoris tingle. Helga chews her lower lip, squirming slightly and you realize she is in desperate need of attention herself.

  Use the device on her

  Lick her pussy while she pleasures you

  “Your turn.” You murmur, reaching down and putting your hand on hers. Helga’s gaze meets yours and she smiles before slowly nodding. She eases the vibrating device from you and you take it from her as she rolls onto her back and gazes expectantly across at you.

  “Do it.” She breathes huskily, her blue eyes glinting. You sit on your knees next to her, once again admiring her athletic, lingerie clad figure. Her heaving chest betrays her excitement and you find yourself leaning over her, pressing your lips to hers. You kiss passionately, your earlier reservations evaporating as your lust takes over. Her legs part and you accept the invitation, guiding the gently humming metal device to her opening. She gasps into your mouth as you ease it inside her.

  “Who needs a man, eh?” You laugh, breaking the kiss. Helga smiles weakly, moaning as you work the vibrator in and out of her. As your pulse races with excitement, it is your turn to feel a yearning for your own needs to be satisfied. Perhaps reading it in your expression, Helga intuitively reaches out and slips her hand between your thighs. You continue to pleasure her with the device while she reciprocates, gently rubbing your clit. As you moan with delight, she reaches for you with her free hand, slipping her fingers around the back of your neck and into your hair.

  “Come here.” Helga breathes, pulling you to her. Your lips meet and you kiss tenderly while continuing to pleasure each other. The device buzzes between her legs as you work it back and forth while her fingers rub and strum at your clit. As you kiss long and hard, your excitement builds as you both work each other rapidly towards your orgasms. You can feel the pressure rapidly building in your loins when Helga breaks the kiss, her eyes heavy lidded and low moans escaping from her pouting lips. You smile, your pulse racing at the sight of her face tensing. Her eyes meet yours as she gazes desperately up at you before her mouth drops open and she lets out a wail of ecstasy.

  “Yes, yes.” You grin, playing the vibrator over her clit as she trembles beneath you. Her fingers continue to frantically rub at your clit and the combination of watching Helga climax while she expertly teases you sends you rushing to your own orgasm. The suddenness and intensity almost catches you by surprise and you gasp as waves of pleasure wash through you. You shudder with each delicious pulse, your bodies trembling together. When your climaxes subside, you roll onto your back next to her, both of you panting for breath.

  “I’m glad you decided to cooperate.” Helga tells you breathlessly.

  “Me too.” You murmur drowsily.

  You awake to the sound of a commotion outside the cabin. Footsteps thump past in the passageway beyond the door and you can hear sailors calling out to each other outside. While you don’t understand German, they seem excited by something. You roll over but find you are now alone in the bed. Helga’s lingerie lies discarded at the foot of the bed along with the device, the flex coiled up next to it. Sitting up, you quickly pull on your clothes before stepping out into the passageway. A sailor comes rushing past you.

  “Hey Herr Popeye, you speak English?” You call out.

  “Ja. A little.” He replies distractedly, obviously keen to continue on his way.

  Ask him what’s happening

  Ask him where Noah or Helga are

  “You wanna sit on my face?” You suggest coyly. Helga blinks in surprise before smiling broadly and nodding. You bite your lower lip as she gently withdraws the device before crawling up the bed and sitting astride your head. As she slowly lowers herself down onto you, your heart thumps with excitement. You crane your head upwards, the scent of her arousal filling your nostrils. As you stretch out your tongue, Helga once again plays the vibrating device over your clitoris. Gasping with delight, you bury your face into her sodden folds, enthusiastically lapping at her and enjoying the sweet taste of her juices.

  “Uhh, ja!” Helga sighs, beginning to slowly rock back and forth while sliding the device up and down your wet furrow. The wonderful sensation between your legs fuels your own lust and you vigorous work your tongue at her pussy and clit, wanting to bring her the same pleasure. The room is filled with her gasps of delight and your own muffled moans. You eagerly lap up her juices as the warmth in your loins steadily builds. Helga, perhaps drawing on her own experience using the device, seems to know exactly how to use it, playing the tip along your slit or sliding the smooth side against your sensitive clitoris.

  “Oh God, you’re going to make me come!” You gasp, pulling your face from her drenched pussy just for a moment before plunging your tongue back inside her. Helga moans breathlessly as you bring her swiftly towards her own orgasm. The delicious vibrations of the device bring you relentlessly towards your climax and you
pull your face away again, panting as the warmth between your thighs builds to a raging inferno.

  “Come for me.” Helga urges you, her voice husky with desire. “Come!” You cry out in ecstasy, your body convulsing beneath her as the heat blossoms. She pulls the vibrating device from your pussy and gently massages your twitching clit with her fingertips instead. You tremble with each surge of pleasure before falling silent, your body relaxing as you lie there in the wonderful afterglow. As you catch your breath, you can hear the low buzz of the device on the bed and reach for it. Helga squeals in surprise as you abruptly roll her onto her back, scramble on top of her and bury your face back into her folds. You guide the humming wand between her legs and slip it inside her.

  “Uhhh, ja!” Helga gasps, her chest heaving as you slowly work it in and out of her. You can feel the vibrations on your tongue as you lap at her sensitive clit. Her hands grasp the bed sheets as she surrenders herself to your attentions. Determined to bring her to as intense a climax as yours, you continue to flick and dab at her clit until you feel the warning signs as she stiffens and falls silent. You feel her pussy tighten around the metal device and her back arches, her mouth open in a soundless scream. Her body shudders for a few moments before she finds her voice, grunting deeply as her orgasm consumes her. You hold your tongue against her twitching clit until she lets out a sigh of satisfaction and relaxes, breathing hard.

  “Fantasticsh.” She finally murmurs as you gently ease the device which now glistens with her juices from her and switch it off. Drawing you to her, she kisses you ardently before pulling you into her embrace. You drift off to sleep with your head resting on her chest.

  You awake to the sound of a commotion outside the cabin. Footsteps thump past in the passageway beyond the door and you can hear sailors calling out to each other outside. While you don’t understand German, they seem excited by something. You roll over but find you are now alone in the bed. Helga’s lingerie lies discarded at the foot of the bed along with the device, the flex coiled up next to it. Sitting up, you quickly pull on your clothes before stepping out into the passageway. A sailor comes rushing past you.