ZEPPELIN DREAMS...The Role Play!

Watching in amazement as the strange German left infirmary carrying the Bunsen burner, William nodded his head with a smile and followed the man, continuing to rant about this and that up toward the galley. Along the route the indelible form of the craft’s captain snared his attention. Dressed in a pink uniform that clearly did not fit her personality but had an amazing fit to her incredible body. Awe struck by the feminine power as she directed the controls and small crew of the airship, William paused just long enough to watch that the crazy German disappeared around the corner.

I shall find that man again, no doubt. William thought to himself of the delightful Von Weiss. William did indeed remember him from school. He was the most colorful and well liked of the visiting Professors. Everyone crowded into his lectures. It was the only “A” in William illustrious medical school career.

His attention focused on the movements of the captain, William did not notice the activity back down the corridor of the ships occupants beginning to gather for the night’s dinner and entertainment. Even the music drifting down the hall seemed to William to be generated in his head. He became lost in vision of the captain.

BAM!

The door to the bridge swung open and the captain stormed past William barely taking note of his presence. Her high leather boots came crashing down on his foot and did not even slow her determined progress. Holding his composure until she passed, William doubled over and held his foot. He watched the captain, more specifically her ass, sway down the corridor and into the dinning room. She carried a large stein of beer with her.

And now a few words from the man that made this voyage possible...I give you....(pause).... Graf von Zeppelin. PAY ATTENTION!" The captain glared at some passengers who did not instantly quiet down. He noticed her hand move toward a lugar holstered on her shapely sexy hip. Her pretty face flinched as she quickly sat and drank from the large stein.

William was quite relieved to see the only empty seat was beside the captain. Quickly and quietly William slipped into his seat and listened to the Count speak. An experiment? This could mean great things for Williams career, as the official staff physician he would help to draft the results and could get published! Not that William had much desire to become a world famous doctor, but this was different.

Following the speech, William took a couple long drinks from his wine. He gulped down more wine and a bit of courage, and looked over to the beautiful captain. Extending his hand to her, and opening his mouth the Baron stormed into the room carrying a platter of flaming steaks, replete with grill marks. The room scattered, as passengers and crew fled this way and that. Only the Count and the captain remained seated. William’s chair was knocked back in the commotion and he fell to the floor beside the lovely captain. As the room cleared he heard her tell Von Weiss to deposit one of the steaks for her to eat. Stumbling back to his chair, William picked up the thick steak knife and tapped his plate as well.

Rare for me, if you please, Herr Doktor. Turing to the captain he managed a smile. Greetings, I am the ship’s doctor. William Wangston, most people call me Will or Bill.
 
Madame X - SR5

Madame X arrived late as usual. She stood in the doorway, surveying the dining hall. The only available seat was the one between a conservatively dressed handsome young man and a strange looking fella in a pointy hat.

Her catsuit squished as she walked across the room. All eyes looked up at her. When she reached her seat, the handsome young man was quick to pull her seat out for her. The waitresses were quick to serve her meal. She looked down at the brown mass on her plate in disgust.

"Take this away please!"

"Is everything not to your liking, Madame X?"

"No! I can see the poor cow's heart still pumping. Bring me a plate of fresh greens with baby asparugus and cottage cheese with a fresh tomato. And oh, a Manhattan on the rocks."

Holding the cigarette holder between her blood red lips, she turned to her neighbour, "Would you happen to have a cigarette?"
 
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Boris

Boris found an empty seat in the dining room and sat down.
He heard the speach from der Graf .. especially the words about "hightening the erotic pleasure".

A few moments later he heard a voice saying
"Lookenzee hier!, Ich bin mein Masterwerke!
Das Steaks Flambeau und SauerKraut!...und Wiagra!"
and saw people running in all directions.

There it was again this "Wiagra" ... what is it with these hangover pills ? .. since Boris swolled them the only thing on his mind had been erotic pleasure ... could this be an interesting side affect from the pills ?
Boris looked up as he saw a woman in a sexy cat suit walking towards his table. He jumped to his feet and pulled out the seat for her.

To his own joy he noticed that Diana would be serving at his table. Diana leaned towards him as she was serving the salad, Boris found himself staring deep down her cleavage, thinking oh my this woman have a nice set of boobies. He saw her winking at him and winked back, his eyes followed her hips as she turned and walked to the next door.

Being one of the sauerkraut haters Boris ordered
"One steak, ohne SauerKraut bitte." when the waitress arrived.

He heard the soft voice from the woman besides him say
"Would you happen to have a cigarette?"
and as he turned towards her he saw the cigarette holder between her blood red lips.

He found the cigarettes in his pocket picked them up and offered her one saying
Hi, im Boris nice to meet you Madame"
 
Zepp..dining room..a note of momentous consequence



"Light that cigarette and your a dead man."
The Russian paused in mid click and stared into the cold eyes of
Kapitan Black. Madame X cocked an elegantly arched eyebrow.

Count Zepp, patted his Captain's hand.
"Now, now Dianae, perhaps our guests didn't see the signs."

All around the dining hall were pictiures of flaming zeppelins, with the words...
Neine Zigaretten, Feuer ist Tod!, written in bloody letters underneath them.

He stood up brushing aspic from his sleeve and addressed the Lady holding the asparagus spear.
"I'm afraid, my provacatively beautiful and intensly mysterious guest that smoking is only allowed in the lounge, the observation deck and my bedroom. How desperate are you...?"

By now the greasy smoke from the incinerated steaks lay in a blue haze several feet above their heads and most of the diners had returned to their tables.

Miss Wong was now trying to determine if the Count was wearing underwear using much the same proccedure he had.

The Kaptain jerked the doctor to his feet, and he regained his seat in time for Mona Wanna to whisper in his ear.
"William, you should tell the guests to set up their exan appointments in the morning.

"Oh Yes...Thank you."
As he stood up to make his announcement, Zepp launched a carefully folded paper airplane in Madame X' direction. Written in a flamboyent hand it was in fact a note of momentous consequence.
 
Louisa von Kestler..

Louisa loved to swim. It was her passion and especially naked and at one with body, soul and water.

She dived and then surfaced noticing a man watching her from the poolside. "Hello." he said and the two just stared at each other. "I was just passing and heard splashing. I'm sorry to disturb you." he said. Louise was expressionless and silent.

She watched him turn around and walk away looking over his shoulder. "I think dinner is being served...." He smiled and left.

She gripped the side of the pool, raised herself out of the water and grabbed a towel. Wrapping the towel around her she dashed to the doors and looked through the circular windows. He walked stealthily towards the dinning room and her attention was instantly locked onto him.

"Hmmmmm....interesting." she told herself. "Dinner! of course!"

Louisa dashed around gathering her clothes and holding the towel around her. She had forgotten the special dinner that was being held and quickly ran back to her room.
 
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Ray

I fined a seat in the dinning room and I lesson to the speech. I smile at the mention of the cameras thinking that’s some thing I can relate to. I look around at every buddy thinking very nice groop of pasingers this is going to be fun. I begin to eat as look around until I fined the girl I sow in the pool. I smile at her winking before going back to my food. I look up agene seeing a gorges lady in a skin tight cat soot I smile thinking this is going to be a trip to rember that’s for sheer.
 
Madame X - the German Vegetarian

The paper airplane hits her right between her 32Ds. Without a single expression, she opens it and reads it. Madame X glances at the Count with her icy blue eyes and a slight curl on the corner of her lip. She then unzips her catsuit revealing a milky white plunging cleavage and tucks the note before zipping up again.

Holding an asparagus spear between her teeth, Madame X turns to her neighbor with the pointy hat and says in a loud clear American accent.

"The steak is disgusting. I don't allow any dead meat past my lips. What does a woman have to do to get another Manhattan?"
 
Boris

Boris turned around towards Kapitan Black
"Aber Doch, ich bin kein Dummkopf, and i think you owe this fine lady an excuse ...
She asked for a cigarette, I didnt hear her ask me to light her fire, did you?"

Boris immeditely regretted his comment .. after all Kaptain Black had
said it out of concern for everybodies saftety and not to start a fight with him.
He looked at the Kaptain and said
"Kaptain i do apologize for my bad temper"

He saw Zepp's paper airplane as it landed on Madame X and was staring at her as she tucked it away in her clevage,
smiling to himself another set of fine boobies on board this ship.

"Fraulein ein Doppelboch, und ein Manhattan for Madame, Bitte !!!!"
 
Diana continued to make sure everyone had there drinks filled and what ever they wanted. Diana heard, "The steak is disgusting. I don't allow any dead meat past my lips. What does a woman have to do to get another Manhattan?"

Diana rushed to the bar and mixed the Manhattan and took it to the Lady, also getting a close look at the tall blonde she was sitting close to. She let her wash over his shoulder as she stood close to him, asking Madame what she would prefer to eat.
 
Boris

Boris turned around as he heard Diana behind him.

His face brushing over her breasts as he turned. He pulled back his head slowly, winked at her and said
"Fraulein, did you forget my Doppelboch ?"
 
Oh, Sorry Sir. I'll get it right away. Diana smiled at the tall blonde man and walked over to the bar to get his beer.

Setting the beer down in front of him she softly asked, "Sir what might be your name"

Smiling shyly into his eyes.
 
Standing up slowly, William's eyes followed the paper airplane to it's most intrigueing destination. His eyes glued to the milky white mounds that now held the Count's note. Shaking his head a bit and glancing back to the captain, William gathered his composure. He looked down at the long luscious crossed legs spilling from the tight hemline of her skirt. His eyes moved upward taking in her feminine form drinking in the imagination of what wonders lay beneath her skin tight uniform.

Ugh uh! The captain cleared her throat and William's eyes shot to meet hers. We smiled broadly and winked at her icy stare.

Turning to the table of diners, William spoke in a commanding voice. His accent clear and bold American rang through the room. He did not yell, but projected clearly, and captured the attention of everyone.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I am Dr. William Wangston, the ships . . . uh doctor. In order to accurately log and therefore verify the results of this experiment we will need to conduct some simple examinations to establish a baseline physical state. This is much more important for the women. As such I would like to request that each of you ladies, and that's passengers and crew alike, get with me tonight to schedule an appointment tomorrow some time prior to our arrival in Paris.

William sat down and took a large drink from his wine, as he suddenly felt all eyes looking him up one side and down the other. He leaned across the table to Von Weiss.

Herr Doktor it would be an honor if you would assist me in conducting some of the examinations. I am sure I could learn quite a bit from your unique techniques. He looked back at the captain and his eye caught the stewardess as she crossed through and followed her through the room. There are of course a couple I should like to do myself. You understand old boy.
 
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Diana crossed the room and as she came back with more drinks, she caught the Doktors eye and a hint of a blush crossed her face. She held his stare as she crossed the room her hips and breasts swaying as she got closer to his table.

Bringing back drinks for the Madame and the tall blonde passenger the doktor's eyes held her stare. She smiled at the Doktor as she heard him say, Ladies and Gentlemen, I am Dr. William Wangston, the ships . . . uh doctor. In order to accurately log and therefore verify the results of this experiment we will need to conduct some simple examinations to establish a baseline physical state. This is much more important for the women. As such I would like to request that each of you ladies, and that's passengers and crew alike, get with me tonight to schedule an appointment tomorrow some time prior to our arrival in Paris.

A big smile crossed her face holding the Doktor's long stare.
 
Boris

Boris looked at Diana and said
"My name is Boris .. Boris Volkoff ... but Boris to my friends"
he continued with
"and i hope we will become good friends, " with a wink in his eyes.
 
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Diana still staring into the eyes of the Doktor set Boris' drink down leaning over his shoulder as she did his face turned right into her breasts, her grey blouse taut to her. Diana felt his warm breath on her breasts and she couldnt help but softly sigh.

She broke the Doktor's eye contact and grabbed boris' shoulder and hoped no one in the room noticed. She didnt notice Boris' wink as it was covered by her breasts.

Composing herself she stood straight and smiling into Boris' eyes with a hint of a blush she said, "Nice meeting you Boris"

Im Diana.
 

"Of course my dear friend, I will be most prodigeously happy to aide you in the examinations and to lend you the benefit of a few techniques which I have learned in the field of High Altitude gynecological examinations. In fact..."

Miss Wong's scarlet tipped fingers were gripping his cock in a most urgent way.
"Yes m'dear?" His eyes gleaming.

"Ahhh...of course! Our vivacious activities director Miss Wong has reminded me that our floorshow starts in less than 5 minutes! So let's adjourn to the Sky Top Lounge and hear the vocal talents of
Miss Scotchy Natchez...who has been known to burst right out of her evening gown when she hits a high C....(crowd titters appreciatively)...and the haunting sound of the Teutonic Chiquitas! This will be followed by a very special show arranged by Miss Wong that she says will leave you all HARD und VET!
Let's go!"

The crowd made a mass exit towards the Lounge, leaving the Count and Miss Wong sitting suspiciously low in their chairs.
Their being no zipper on Zepp's fly her hand had been inside for some minutes, stroking energeticaly while his own beringed fingers were plumbing the steamy depths of her downy pussy.

Mona wanna leaned forward and whispered in his ear.
"Hurry up and finish Zeppy, I'll save you a seat."
 
Boris

Boris could hear a sigh from Diana as his face brushed agianst her breasts.
Much to his surprise she grabbed his shoulders and pulled his face towards her.
Boris cold feel his excitement growing as his face was buried between her breasts.

She pushed him away slowly and said "Nice meeting you Boris .. I'm Diana"

Boris grinned at her saying "The pleasure was all mine"

He turned around as he heard the count say
"Ahhh...of course! Our vivacious activities director Miss Wong has reminded me that our floorshow starts in less than 5 minutes!"

Moments later they were on their way to the Lounge, Boris hoped that noone would notice the bulge inside his pants that has been there ever since he swollowed those pills,
and the contact with Dianas breasts hadn't made it easier to hide either.

Boris had heard rumours from his friends in Holland about a new sensational show in the red-light district, so he picked a table close to the stage, this was a show he wouldn't miss for anything, well maybe for one of the women onboard.
 
Sudsy. ..I mean, Scotchy Natchez

“Let me entertain you. Let me make ya’ smile. . .”

Scotchy’s sultry blue eyes sparkled as she slivered up to the bar, where Turk stood transfixed. She reached out, and stroked his cheek tenderly before spinning on her toe and heading back to the stage, her firm rounded tush bouncing provocatively to the music.

“And we’ll have a real good time, yessir. . .We’ll have. . .a. . .real. . .goooood time!”

Her arms were extended straight up in the air and Turk could swear her hard little nipples were going to pop out of the top of her gown at any second. He held his breath in suspense.

Diana knocked on the bar top. “Hey, Turk? Turk? I need a Manhattan. Turk?!”

Diana’s raised voice knocked him out of his trance and he blinked, reluctantly tearing his eyes away from Miss Natchez’s bosom. “Huh? Oh. Manhattan. Sure, comin’ right up!”

From her perch across the room, Scotchy watched the love-struck bartender turn away and resume his duties. She smiled demurely, then cast a cool eye at the stewardess that interrupted her little seduction.

There would be more chances to work on him. She shrugged and glanced over her bare shoulder at the nasty Mr. Sanchez, “Dinner’s ending. It’s time to kick this baby in gear.”

Sanchez shook his head in disgust but motioned the band members to move the make-shift shower stall to the middle of the dance floor. Scotchy checked the tear-away seams on her gown and took another sip of her soda.

As the dinner crowd flowed into the lounge, Scotchy took her place just outside the shower and nodded to Sanchez to begin.

“I’m gonna wash that man right outta my hair, I’m gonna wash dat man right outta my hair and send him down the drain!”

She waited until she was sure they were all circling around her as she stepped into the shower and pulled off her gown in one swift motion, tossing it nonchalantly at the weird little man in the black pointy hat. It landed right on the tip of his hat and draped over his face. The crowd burst into laughter as he scrambled to peek through the perfumed, sequined material to catch a glimpse of Miss Natchez’s now sudsy body, as the bubbles dripped down her pert breasts and landed in soft white splotches on her stomach and thighs.

Scotchy winked at the Professor and then turned her gaze to the bar where Turk was now flooded with customers. She pouted slightly but quickly regained her show face and began her sudsy strut through the crowd.
 
As Scotchy Natchez bursts into song and out of her clothes, the Z69 cruises quietly along the North Sea coast, crossing the invisible border into Holland. The glow in the distance is Amsterdam. They should arrive over the city just as the 'Orgazmo's' launch into their live sex act and the serious stuff begins...
Relative Airspeed 30k, altitude 6500 feet.
all is well....







OOC...Watch out for these little interludes, they will help set the pace of the action.
From tonight through tomorrow night the Z69 should host a great many 'hot'liaisons.
Docking in Paris in the wee hours, for one day with a special activity set up by our own Miss Wong and to take on at least two new passengers.
 
Turk was fairly growling with frustration, imprisoned behind the bar and cut off from a view of anything more provacative than
Stacey's sud strewn hair.
He'd have to go upstairs and screen the tapes with Miss Wanna and the boss tonight.

'Two Old Fashions, another Manhatten, a Harvey Walbanger, a Shot of Mescal and a strawberry milk shake."

Diana stood smiling in front of him and on an impulse Turk grabbed her around the shoulders and half dragged her onto the bar, kissing her deeply and passionately, their tongues locked in a tight slow dance...

"Turk my boy!...you have customers waiting!... und you two Liebchen."
The Count gave Diana's saucy derriere a playful pinch and peered questioningly at his bodyguard over his wire rims.
"Sorry boss, ever since I ate that Kraut mit Wiagra stuff I've been horny as hell."

"Ya I can see that. Put your pants back on m'boy till the party really get's going. Now I'm off with Miss Wong, we have a few things to check out with the Orgazmos."

Turk was zipping up his trousers and trying make the mescal mix with the strawberry shake, when suddenly a rosey skinned, bubble coated Stacey Natchez, her nipples thrusting like bullets from a froth of suds, grabbed him around the waist and hauled him onto the dance floor.

"I need a volunteer for my next number Big Boy and your it."
 
OOC: Now? Now you decide to make a public service announcement, Ari? Right in the middle of my act?! ::pouts::Well, no bliss in the bubbles for you, buddy! ::sniffles and runs off to continue her Can-can.
 
Diana

Diana heard Boris say, "The pleasure was all mine" She could only "nod and smile" she couldnt quite find her voice at that moment. Diana heard the Count anounce the floor show and followed the guests and crew into the Lounge.

Diana went to the bar right away and got Madame X' Manhattan and took it to her. Scotchy smiled demurely at her as she pranced away. Diana held Scotchy's gaze for a moment, and then set the Manhattan down in front of Madame X.

Getting other orders for drink and quickly walking back to the bar and asking Turk for, 'Two Old Fashions, another Manhatten, a Harvey Walbanger, a Shot of Mescal and a strawberry milk shake."

The next thing really suprised Diana as she was being dragged over the counter and Turk's lips engulfing hers in a deep hungry kiss. Her nipples hard against his chest as her breasts almost coming out of her blouse, and her waist long black hair coming out of its ponytail. Her skirt rising to her butt line and Turks pants undone she heard, "Turk my boy!...you have customers waiting!... und you two Liebchen."

The count gave Diana's derriere a playful pinch which made her let out a low sqeak and said to Turk, "every sense my interview with the Count and that tea he served ive been horny as hell" With a wink to Turk Diana was off and running getting drinks.
 
[IC] Louisa von Kestler..

After getting in my little red dress which left nothing to the imagination, I headed for the dining room. There was still boring speeches and everyone introducing themselves and I managed to grab a plate of salad and I noticed the man stare at me. I found a place at the table and was offered a glass of champagne.

Everyone here were strangers to me yet. I was not going to impose on them unless they spoke to me first. Von Zeppelin sent me a broad smile, bowing slightly in my direction. I raised my glass and looked around me.

The man from the pool was giving me side glances. I pretended to ignore him. He was certainly interesting and very handsome. My mind began to think up sexy images of us together. I turned to look at him again and this time I smiled at him. He gave me a wink and a grin which I was familiar with in the understanding of body language.

Then the show began.......
 
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Scotchy Natchez finds her man

She made her way through the crowd, blowing bubbles at the guests as she strutted to the bar in nothing but her stilettos and foaming suds. As she bent forward to take Turk’s hand, someone reached between her legs and swiped a handful of suds exposing her cleanly shaven pussy to all who were near. She wiggled briefly on the invading palm and then turned kicking her leg over the intruder’s head, letting it rest on his shoulder.

Her eyes blazed lustfully as she grabbed him by the ears, pulling his face to hers, “You’ve caught my attention, darlin’. Now what did you have in mind? Hmmmmm?”

He stammered, glancing around at the crowd leaning in on them. She decided to release him from his awkward position and tousled his blonde hair as she lowered her leg. Giving him a wink, and a peck on the cheek, she growled, “I’ll deal with you later, my luv.”

Turning her attention back to Turk, she grabbed his waist and coaxed him from behind the bar to the dance floor, snapping her fingers at Sanchez to bring a chair.

"I need a volunteer for my next number Big Boy and you’re it." She gave Turk one of her most dazzling smiles.

He waited nervously for the chair and sat, while Scotchy went to grab a towel and the band played a melody. Turk smiled bashfully at the expectant faces surrounding him.

Suddenly the lights dimmed, the band ceased playing and in the doorway of the lounge, there she stood. Dressed in a midnight blue garter belt, matching lace panties with a satin tie on each hip and a lacy bra that pushed her nipples just over the edge, she leaned seductively in the doorway. A pink spotlight shone down on her and the music began.

“A hard man is good to find. . .Oops, wait a minute. . .(she winked at the ship’s doctor). . .A good man is hard to find. It always seems, you get the other kind. . .”

She strutted past the passengers, stopping to grind against this one’s hip or kiss that one’s cheek in passing, “Just when you think that he is your pal. . .you look for him and find him foolin’ round some other gal. . .”

She stood right next to Turk who was busy oggling Diana’s form in the assembled crowd, Scotchy's finger wagged accusingly. The audience loved it.

“And then you rave, you even crave, to see him lyin’ in his grave. . .”
She waved a tiny fist at Turk, who finally realized she was beside him and smiled sheepishly.

She strutted behind him, running her fingers through his hair and sliding a long bare leg over his shoulder and into his lap, “So if your man is nice, take my advice and. . .Hug him every mornin’ "(She wrapped her arms around his neck), "Kiss him every night", (She turned his head towards her and planted a lingering kiss on his open mouth before placing a single finger on his head and with her other hand, guiding his jaw forward to face the audience ). . ."Give him plenty lovin’ "(she walked around in front of him and bent over, placing his hands on each of the satin ties at her hips, she nodded and he pulled the strings and the panties fell away). . ."treat him nice. . ."(she kneeled and unzipped his pants, pulling his soft cock out).

As the band continued with the melody, Scotchy lowered her head and began licking and sucking Turk’s cock. She could feel him growing harder and thicker between her lips and she struggled to take him all the way to the back of her throat. She bounced her ass high in the air, so that the audience would have a nice view of her glistening pussy lips that were growing wetter with each swallow of his cock. Finally, she could feel him tensing and let him slide out of her mouth just as his hot creamy load started to spurt all over her face and lips, dripping down her chin.

Smiling up at him as the crowd applauded, she rose to her feet and sat spread-eagle on one of his legs. Grinding her hot exposed pussy to the beat of the song, she rubbed the remains of his jizm unto each nipple until they shined.

“Cuz’ a hard man is OH-SO-GOOD to find!”
 
Ray

OOC this shoud be beter

IC: As the show starts I look around for the girl who was in the pool. I spot her standing a little away form the rest of the group. I smile warmly and walk over to her looking her up and down taking in her red dress that shows her body off very nicely.

I say I am sorry for interrupting your swim earlier. I take her hand in mine and I kiss it gently saying my name is Ray. I look up in to her eyes holding her hand gently so she can pole away if she wants to.
 
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