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This story has explicit sexual content, and shouldn't be read by minors.

Hope you enjoy.

Plainman     





                           TRIP, 5

                       "Confectionery"

                         by Plainman


Joe: Princess, I can't tell a story the way you do - and I
don't even have as good material to work with...

Princess: Hey, Joe, this isn't a competition - just tell me,
the way it comes out - I want to hear - I like YOU - I WANT
you - so I want to know about you - and about your lovely
Amy. 

J: Well, Princess, for the time being, you got me - I guess
I'll tell about the one time - the one time I know about -
when I  shared' Amy.

P: I like this, Joe. [Leans forward.] I'm we t for you - and
I can hardly wait...

J: Oh, Princess -

P: But I'm going to wait. Tell me, Joe.

J: We'd been married nine years - Billy was four - we'd
finally decided on no more kids.

P: You got married after college?

J: When Amy was in Art School.

P: So now she's...? 

J: A commercial artist, free-lance - she is very good, can
get as much work as she wants. 

P: And for herself? Paints, sculpts?

J: Painting, drawing, lithography - she's had one show in a
Santa Monica gallery, but the stuff accumulates kinda slow
because of her commercial work, the mom business, etc. ...
Anyway, this guy Larry was her second real boyfriend - back
from college days - and he was coming to a convention in LA
and he called...

P: Wait - how about the no-more-kids thing?

J: Well, Amy had a really hard time having Billy - she had a
couple of miscarriages, then had to go to bed when she was
pregnant with him - and the labor was tricky. She wanted at
least one more kid, and actually got pregnant again, but
miscarried, and damn, it was just too hard to go through
that any more, emotionally, so we gave up.

P: Did you think about adopting?

J: Yes - we still do occasionally - but I'm pretty sure we
won't be doing it... Boy, is this ever not sexy!

P: Everything about you is sexy to me, Joe.

J: Well ma'am, you shore do know how to build a fella up...

P: Well, it comes naturally - anyway I've generally found it
was in my interest to do that... On the other hand there WAS
Jeremy.

J: Jeremy?

P: This guy in law school, a god's gift to women type, you
know, male narcissist. I made the mistake of going to bed
with him on impulse after a party - then found out he'd
blabbed it all around. Asshole! Well, I've always been very
careful about mixing business with pleasure - you've got to
be careful as a woman professional - and to me my law school
classmates were  business,' meaning professional reputation,
so the last thing I wanted was to be mens' room wall
material... So I decided to deal with old Jeremy. I set up a
second date with him - he had no doubt at the start that it
was the result of his irresistable charm, but all through
the evening I built up the doubts, planting little remarks,
you know, implying his classmates thought he was a jerk "but
of course I don't buy that," and "maybe last time wasn't the
greatest sex in history, but there are more important things
than sex." Then I got him to ask me up to his place, and
more or less told him I was giving him a second chance - you
know, "first times are often awkward, I'm SURE it will be
better this time." Well it worked like a charm - he couldn't
get it up! So I put on this fake sympathetic look and say
 Aw, don't worry, they say it happens all the time' - and he
brightens up a little - then I finish him off - they just
used this old routine in a movie recently -  Of course it
never happened to ME before,' followed by a peal of
laughter, and I walk out the door. Then I told a few of the
women students about what happened, and of course before
long it was all over the law school. Boy, that was sweet!

J: Whoo-eee, Princess, I stand warned...

P: You'd never be an asshole like that - anyway, honey... so
this old boyfriend of Amy's was coming to town for a
convention?

J: Yeah, Larry - he'd been her boyfriend her first couple of
years in college, and they had slept together and all, but
she said he had this thing - he hardly ever could come!

P: I've heard of that - you mean he COULD get it up, but
didn't get off?

J: Yeah, he didn't ejaculate. Well it made her feel like he
was, I don't know...

P: Holding back.

J: Yeah, something like that.

P: I mean, it does seem kind of a metaphor for fear of
commitment, doesn't it?

J: Or whatever. Well in the end it may have contributed to
their breakup - but she was very fond of him - he was a
sweet guy, they had a lot in common, and he had been very
gentle and loving to her in many ways - was maybe a little
boring, but really nice. So anyway, they had been out of
touch for a while, but he saw an item about her in the
alumni mag, and called her up - by now he is married, has a
couple of kids, is a doctor, and is coming to LA for a
convention.

P: So had you been screwing around yourself?

J: Well it isn't like I ever have - much anyway - but it so
happened I had seen an old girlfriend who lived in Florida
on a trip, and I had gone to bed with her, just a year
before.

P: And told Amy?

J: Yes.

P: Was this one of those "maybe it happened, maybe it's just
a fantasy" things? 

J: No, because Amy knew about this woman before - we had
told each other all about our old loves early in our
relationship - so when I saw this woman Carol, and told Amy,
it was realistic and she knew it was the straight scoop.

P: And how did she react?

J: Well, we had talked a LOT about her going to bed with
this other guy, her last boyfriend before we got together -
this guy Peter, who was an artist. He was a piece of work -
very dominant, very charismatic, and as it turned out in the
course of their relationship, quite sadistic.

P: Like, physically?

J: No, emotionally - putting her down in front of other
people, stuff like that ... Well, really she is a very sane
person, and she got away from him before too much of this
happened, but it was pretty painful - partly because she had
really been attracted to this guy - a really strong sexual
thing. And so he was the one we would talk about her getting
together with - it was a danger-type fantasy of hers, that
she shared with me, in a teasing kind of way, and we both
kind of got off on it. 
 
P: But it didn't happen.

J: No, never did - Peter's gone to hell since then, drugs
and stuff, and is a mess - last she heard he lived here in
New York. But she liked the fantasy - so did I - we still do
in fact!

P: So - back to you and Miss Florida...

J: Oh yeah - anyway, I think Amy didn't worry about this
Carol, because of the way I described her - not putting her
down or anything, but Amy knew she wasn't really my type.
Amy is quiet, but she's tough, street-smart, and very
confident. And, hey, I really love her, and I think she
knows it. So when I told her, it actually heated up our sex
life for a while, and we got into fantasizing a threesome
with this woman.

P: So how bi is Amy?

J: I love that, Princess -  how bi?' instead of  is she bi?'
She says it herself - most women are bi, more or less.

P: So are most guys, but you have more incentives to hide it
from yourselves - so anyway, how bi IS Amy?

J: Well, she has fantasies, and she once actually made it
with a woman - it was this friend of hers, on a kind of
dare, and she said it was really pretty nice. But there
hasn't been an occasion since. 

P: Oh, there are always occasions, if you make them... Well,
I'm looking forward to getting to know Amy... Anyway - Larry
the nice but non-ejaculatory old boy friend comes to town?

J: And I ask her if she wants to go to bed with him.

P: You raised it first.

J: Yes, but I knew she had to be thinking about it.

P: And?

J: Well, we had quite a hot time with the idea - then once
when we are lying in bed after making love and playing with
that fantasy, Amy just quietly asks how I would feel if she
actually did it. Well, it turned me on a little, and at the
same time made me feel a little sick. 

P: Yes - that's the mixture, isn't it?

J: But the sick was like butterflies before a game, or
before giving a presentation - a mix of excitement and
fear.... Anyway, I said that would be fine - and then I
described how I felt.

P: Yeah, you don't want her to think you don't care. You're
always some scared, but more excited - it's taking a risk,
based on trust - but it's a real risk.

J: So anyway, she called him and set it up that they would
have dinner when he came to town, and she told me she
flirted with him enough over the phone to plant the idea
that he might be getting more than a dinner companion.

P: Hey, no challenge - in my experience, your basic man is
really an easy lay. I mean, you guys are a bunch of SLUTS. 

J: Oh, Princess, I'm touched!

P: Well I have enough of the slut in me that I actually get
along well with men - but DECENT women really are right to
keep you on a chain or in a cage, beasts that you are.

J: Hey - dessert, Princess?

P: No honey, not quite yet - you gotta finish your story
first before we go back for our yummy dessert. 

J: No I meant literal dessert.

P: Oh!... - hey, they have zabaglione - shall we get one and
split it? ... 

***

P: OK Joe, time to get your sweet wife into bed with this
Larry guy.

J: Well, the night comes, she's going to meet him at the
restaurant, and she tells me not to expect her back at any
time in particular, but she'll be there for Billy's
breakfast in the morning.

P: So you put Billy to bed.

J: Actually, the kid was fussy - maybe because of no mommy -
and so that was a major distraction until I actually got him
down. Well - then my adrenaline really started to pump - all
these fantasies, including one of Amy coming home in the
middle of the night bruised and with come all over her -
that kind of stuff.

P: And you do her - and her being slutty really turns you
on!

J: That's it - and she wants me to be rough, and treat her
like a slut - but she's also tough and kind of dominant, and
tells me what to do to her ...

P: Mmm-mm - but it sounds more like a Peter fantasy than a
Larry fantasy... 

J: Yes - it's vague in the fantasy who she's been with... 

P: So - did you jack off? 

J: No, but I wanted to - I couldn't concentrate on reading -
but I held out. 

P: See - now a girl could have had her cake and eaten it too
- like me in the shower!

J: Well, anyway, I'm not getting sleepy, and I still can't
read, so it's late and I'm watching TV - I'm even thinking
of taking a sleeping pill, figuring she's going to spend the
night there - when I hear the car pull up in front. It's
about 2 o'clock. I turn the light off, and I hear her open
the front door, and come back toward our room, and go into
the bathroom, and then I hear the shower run for a little
while. Finally she comes creeping into the bedroom. I
whisper her name - she whispers mine - she gets into bed. I
turn toward her, and she comes into my arms, with her legs
apart - she's wearing just a t-shirt, no panties - and we
clinch. While we are hugging, I ask her  Well did you do
it?' and she says  yes!' And I ask her if it was good - and
she says that it was, it was great, made up for a lot of old
disappointments - he came  like a fountain', she said, came
twice, and really let go for her. So I asked her if she came
- she said she did, and more than once. Well by this time I
am very turned on, but I don't want to force anything... 

P: Oh no, Joe - she wanted you - otherwise she wouldn't have
hugged you like that, with her legs open - I've never met
the woman but I know THAT... 

J: Well I was hard, and the way we were hugging she could
feel that. So she stroked my cock - and I put my hand on her
rear, and pulled her to me - and she turned her mouth to me
and we kissed with our mouths open, really abandoned, our
tongues going everywhere.

P: Oh I love this...

J: And I went down to kiss her breasts, but she just pulled
my head up and said  no, I want you in me - I want you to
fuck me.' And I did, hard and fast, and she was very wet,
and she came in almost no time - very loud - I can't
remember her coming so fast ever before or since - and I
came very soon myself - an incredible come, I practically
blacked out...

P: Oh Joe, I'm all flushed - here, give me your hand - I
don't know what you were talking about, this is a WONDERFUL
story - what happened then?

J: Well, she told me more details about the evening, how it
had been awkward for a while at first and hard to get
talking, and finally she had decided she was going to go to
bed with Larry no matter what, and took his hand and told
him so, and after that he relaxed and they had a great time
together.

P: And you?

J: I told her how excited I had been, and not able to read,
and how I had been tempted to masturbate, and had turned the
light off only when I heard her come in. Then I made up this
fantasy - how when she drives up, I get up and go
downstairs, and grab her as she came in the door, and
without any words pull her down and fuck her on the floor
there, kinda rough - her pussy is still filled with his
come. She said she loved that - that she actually WAS still
full of him when she got here - he had fallen asleep, and
she had left a note and slipped out, not wanting to wake him
by showering there - so she had driven home with his come
dripping out of her. Well, I asked her if she had worn her
panties home - she said yes, she had hidden them in a corner
of the bathroom closet. She went and got them - I took them,
and smelled them, and felt the damp crotch, the mix of Amy
and her lover - and rubbed them on her breasts, and on my
cock - I was already hard again by this time - and I wanted
her again - she pulled my head to her crotch, and I ate her
and licked her until she came again, and then I did her
doggie style - and she came yet again, and I came just after
her, and then we just collapsed, sweaty and exhausted, and
fell asleep. 

P: Oh Joe - I want you! - and I want Amy!... Hey, look,
here's our zabaglione. Our little confection, so sweet and
yummy - Joe, here let me feed you - 

J: Mmmm - put it in my mouth - it's good! And here's one for
you Princess - oh, the way you suck that spoon, and lick
your lips...

P: So which version from that night do you use now?

J: What do you mean?

P: When you fantasize - when you run the reels from your
private tape library in your head - is it the version that
really happened, in bed, or the one where you had her on the
floor downstairs, and it was Peter she was coming home from?

J: Mmm - good question - both, I guess - yes, sometimes the
one, sometimes the other - probably the downstairs one more
-

P: The real world upstairs, the reel world downstairs.

J: Huh?

P: R-e-a-l and r-e-e-l.

J: Oh yeah - I see what you mean - you and I - I guess we're
actually r-e-e-l and not r-e-a-l.

P: Oh you mean Plainworld. Well, I don't know - that's
different... I mean, What about the Real World, capital R,
capital W?

J: What's with the capitals?

P: Well you know - real people, if they're like, students,
or theater people, they talk about  the Real World' -
meaning the world of dentists and mechanics. But students
are just as real as any mechanic. Hey, in fact actual flesh
and blood students are more r-e-a-l than r-e-e-l mechanics,
or lawyers and businessment in Plainworld like you and me.

J: But less capital-R Real...

P: So what about Plainworld? Is it Real, as far as reels go?

J: Well, Realer than the Allens - not as Real as, say,
Pendragon's Bob and Jeanette.

P: Boy, you're right, those sweet kids are Really Real...
Money problems and all - and they go to the bathroom A LOT! 

J: Yeah - well we should be grateful that the boss HAS kept
us from some of the harsher Realities - like, we were
talking about, no STDs... Still, you know, Princess - maybe
we SHOULD stop and get some condoms on the way to the hotel
- there may not be AIDS in Plainworld, but there is
pregnancy - I mean we have three kids between us. 

P: Honey, don't worry, I'm telling you, there's no need.

J: How come?

P: Going into it would be boring - SDDS.

J: SDDS?

P: Oh, that a joke Trooper and I have - Suspension of
Disbelief Deficiency Syndrome... I mean the customers don't
want a lecture on Plainworld gynecology at this point - and
you know how the boss gets upset when we neglect the
customers...

J: Yeah - and I guess they're getting a little impatient
with all the metaphysics - the Nature of the Four Worlds -
real, Real, reel, and Plain.

P: Or Playin' - Ah Socrates, you are very wise - this way
lies madness... Here, honey - take the last spoonful of our
delicious confection - taste it now! - suck that spoon clean
- show me that cute tongue of yours - mmmm, I like the looks
of that - I can almost feel it on my clittie ... Oh speaking
of that - honey, I just dropped my napkin under the table -
could you get it for me? And when you're down there, if you
notice anything else that needs attention, just do what's
necessary. ... And wipe that shit-eating grin off your face!

J: Yes, oh mistress, oh my Diotima, I lower myself to your
feet - to retrieve your lost treasure ...

P: That's it, you smart boy! .... There!... mmm - mm-hmm -
oh, definitely that! ... A little more of that - mmmmmmmm!
..... Honey? The waiter is looking at you real funny. I
think you must have found the napkin by now? 

J: Ah, back from the nether regions... Yes, ma'am, and here
it is.

P: So, saucy varlet, give me your hand - oooh, these two
fingers look wet - let me smell! And what is THIS confection
smeared on them? Let me taste - mmmm, I know that taste.
It's not egg whites and sugar...

J: No, a different confection - made of stories, looks,
images, glances...

P: Honey I never finished MY story...

J: I want to hear it - you are still there, tossing and
turning on that couch... 

P: But I think we will have to leave me there until later.

J: You can tell me between the next two acts of the drama -
while I recuperate - it might speed me along... 

P: So, my sweet, what next?

J: Well, Princess, I got a proposition for you. Want to
fuck?

P: Oh you dear man, I thought you'd never ask. You know, a
shy girl like me does have to wait for the gentleman to take
the initiative...

***

P: There!... yes! - oh, there! do that! - oh FUCK honey -
no, DON'T STOP! - yes, yes, yes, YES! - fuck, sweetie, fuck
your honey... there, THAT! - Joe, just do that - I'm gonna
come again ... OH FUCK, I'm almost there - THERE -
AAAAAAAAAGH!.... oh sweetie - keep going - do it, finish,
shoot in me ...

J: I'm almost there - Princess - yes - like that, touch me -
oh yes, squeeze a little - oh - ohhhhh! - UNNNNNNGH!... oh -
Princess - incredible - ahhhh - sweetheart...

...

P: You're wonderful, Joe - I came like a maniac, twice...

J: Princess you are incredible - a volcano -

P: Hey, it was you erupted me... 

J: So, Princess, you got a great love call; I think it's
sorta like this - [falsetto]  AAAAAAAAGH!'

P: Mmm, yes, and yours is, let's see - [fake deep voice]
 UNNNNNNNGH!'  

J & P: [giggle together]


                     -End of Chapter 5-




