The Danielle Development - Sex Stories

The Danielle Development

... exclaimed.

Then I realised she thought I was pointing to the brand new A-class Merc parked next to mine. I pushed the button on the fob and the lights on my car turned on.

"Oh" she said, then chuckled.

The drive from the airport to my appartment was about 30 minutes. I parked up a short distance away on the street and we walked through the central courtyard up the stairs to my unit on the 3rd floor. Danielle clearly did not pack light and it was a bit of slog carrying her suitcase up. It was still bright outside and Danielle took in the views of the river afforded by my appartment's location on the edge of the Danube.

"It's beautiful" she remarked.

I showed her around the appartment (which didn't take very long) and I asked if she wanted to get any food.

"Nah. I'm good, I'd rather just chill out here if that's OK with you?" she responded.

It definitely was. We curled up on the couch facing each other and laughed about our encounter with 25D. Danielle didn't think she'd clicked after takeoff - although I expressed my doubts - but apparently she "gave her the evils" after we emerged from the toilet.

"When I told her daughter you really needed to go" Danielle recounted, "she tusked and shook her head. I just about bust!"

"I was mortified" I admitted "I thought she was going to tell one of the crew!"

"She couldn't prove anything" said Danielle, in a blasé tone.

I began to wonder if she was used to that sort of jeopardy in all her sexual ...

... encounters!

"Have you ever done anything like that before?" I asked her.

"Not in a plane, obvs." she said in reference to her dislike of flying "although if all take-offs were like that one I could be persuaded!" she winked at me and then appeared to consider something before speaking - as though she wasn't sure whether to say it or not.

"I do kind of like getting myself off in..." she paused looking for the right word "...risky places."

"Like where?" I asked, my interest peaked.

"Erm on the beach, once in a Topshop changing room - i didn't plan to that time, I was just really horny that day and when I took off my clothes to try stuff on I couldn't help it".

The thought of Danielle naked, masturbating on a beach was so sexy. There were a few on the Danube but I figured that would be more than risky! Lake Balaton south west of the city might be an option though I thought to myself.

"Hahaha" Danielle burst out laughing spontaneously "I just remembered, I also once accidentally flashed a guy at a station because I was wanking in a train carriage. There was nobody else in the carriage so I was pretty chill about it, but I didn't realise the train was about to go through a station at slow speed. The look on his face as I went past the platform, tits out and fanny on show, sooo glad the train didn't stop, I would have actually died."

The image of it was simultaneously hilarious and erotic to me. Danielle kept laughing and so did I. Then I interrupted.

"I'd like to ...