ZEPPELIN DREAMS...The Role Play!

OOC--thanks for being the wonderful host yet again Ari...great concept and I think it went very well also!

And Tiger, thank you for the inspired writing and the wonderful last post. You really are very good at this role play stuff.
 
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The Zep was great. Ari did say to bump it.

Have a great day all.
 
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I had fun on it too! missing Ari and his naughty tongue Mmm purrs!
 
The great blimp floats majesticaly above the City of Angels on it's way to the Santa Monica pier where it will take on passengers for it's next leg of the journey, the trans Pacific crossing, destination Tokyo by way of Waikiki.
In his sumptuous and sybaritic apartment above the command cupula, the flamboyant Count Zeppelin sits watching the City drift by below.
He hopes that the crew and officers are recovering from the excess of the evening at Howard Hughes mansion and wonders if any Holywood types will be joining for the cruise.
He would love to finish what he started with Rita Heyworth last night but....duty called.


OOC....Okay all you Airship Afficianados, please come aboard, stow your gear in your staterooms and prepare to lift off.
The Z69 takes off at noon tomorrow!
 
Victor Hugo Stein

Victor looked through the taxi window as the majestic blimp slowly glided in for a landing at the pier. Twirling his cigar in his mouth, Victor patted the blonde head bobbing on his lap. "Darlin, time for me to catch my flight. You deserve that screen test I promised. Special talents like yours are always appreciated in this business." He raised her head and kissed her on the lips. "Give this card to my secretary over at RKO, she'll set one up for you." handing the hack a twenty, he told the driver, "Take the lady wherever she wants to go, she's going to be a star one day."

Minutes later, Victor stood on the pier watching the workmen secure the blimp. The driver had handed his bags off to a skycap and drove away after allowing Victor to give the young starlet a kiss and a pat on the cheek. Adjusting his cape and carrying a silver tipped cane for effect, Victor strode forward toward the blimp, Waikiki, and his next triumph.
 
Sarah-Jane Forbes-Hamilton (Debutante)

OOC:
This looks like fun, may I join


IC:

Sarah Jane Forbes-Hamilton stood watching the large bloated silver cigar float gracefully towards the mooring pylon and listened to the throbbing engines that drove the propellers, powering the airship and steering it with incredible agility. She adjusted her parasol shading the sun from her face still watching the craft as it glistened in the bright Californian sunlight.

“Isn’t it incredible George”, she exclaimed turning to look at the stern matronly face of her governess standing close by.

Georgina Thorpe pulled a sour look as her charge spoke to her. She had been instructed to escort Ms. Forbes-Hamilton to Los Angeles to embark on this monstrosity of German ingenuity. She had little trust for the Germans, least wise because of the loss of her fiancée some 15 years earlier in the Great War. She could well imagine what use this craft might be put to. The young and naïve Sarah-Jane however saw everything as an adventure. Still with the girl safely aboard the Zeppelin and dispatched to rejoin her Father and Mother in Japan her task was almost complete.

“Yes Dear, quite a remarkable sight”, the governess replied to the newly graduated young lady. She smiled pleasantly at the young girl, who had until recently been attending a well reputed finishing school. Now she was fully equipped with the finesse and etiquette required to mix with the upper echelons of London’s High Society.

Sarah-Jane Hamilton glanced back at the craft, watching the crewmen throwing down the mooring ropes and the ground crews rushing forward to capture them, pulling and tying the enormous craft to the ground. Soon she would be a passenger aboard the wondrous thing, floating west toward Japan and her parents.
 
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Scotchy Natchez

She barreled toward the airship on her delicate high heels, weaving slightly left, then slightly right as the weight of her luggage in one hand and “Precious” tucked carefully under her other arm, conspired to knock her off her tiny feet at any given moment.

Finally arriving at the boarding ramp, she dropped her luggage and handed off the yipping pup to the first crew hand she encountered. She pouted as he leered snidely at her, handing off the dog to yet another crew member as he blocked her access to the ramp. “You again? Surprised the Count would invite you back. You must be one great lay!”

She waggled a pointy-tipped finger in his face as she attempted to sidestep him. “You are one very rude little Boy. I may have to mention your insolence to the Count myself!”

The crew hand stepped to the side just enough to let her squeeze by as he gawked down at her half-exposed bosom straining against the tight satin bodice of her gown. She pressed them tightly against his broad chest and purred, “Enjoy them, lover. Cuz’ that’s as close as you’ll ever get to these babies.”

Having made her way past that most unsavory experience, she stopped and composed herself briefly before continuing her saunter up to the ship.
 
Kelly MacPherson

Walking into town, looking for a place to stay. This one hotel, I heard people talking about a airship, Blimp something, what the hell would that be. "Excuse me, where is this airship you are talking about?"

The man turn around and looked at me funny, "At the airport miss." Did I feel dumb, getting out of there fast. I continue walking to see this ship they were talking about.

Coming to the airport, I see this big, what did they call it a blimp. Looking around, I see no one looking. Seeing the boarding area, I hurry up it fast, didn't want anyone to see me. Now to look for a place to hide.

Everytime I heard people I hid from them. I try almost every door, finally came to a door that open for me. Looking in it, looks like a place they keep extra parts for this thing. Perfect for me I could hid here at night time. Infact let me get some sleep now, it is getting late.
 
"Very Good, Miss Vittsen"
The Count leaned over Mitzie's long lean and naked back gesturing with one beringed hand at the placard she'd just finished lettering.
The other hand was chock full of the private secretary's lush breasts and the Graf's formidable erection was rubbing up and down between her legs like a bow on a violin.

"It's very hard to letter like this you know Boss..."
She spread her legs a bit wider and braced herself against the chart table for the inevitable penetration.

"Ya I know mein dear, but dat ist vye I pay you so much...ya?"
"Ya," She said as she felt herself being probed by the Counts fat dick.
"Ya, I guess it is."

Outside the wide windows of the airship the glittering lights of Los Angeles surrounded them.

The Placard...
The Z69, The flying WONDER of the Twentieth Century is in need of crewpersons!
A Captain...no experience neccessary but willing to learn
and a Cruise Director who won't mind getting NAKED!
 
Dennis gave off a look of disgust as he looked at the cramped quarters. Two rooms set off by a single door, one a general living room, and the other a bedroom. One bathroom in the back, which he didn't even want to try and look at. From the look of the hallways on this drivelling ship, he knew what it would look like.
"You don't have one that happens to be clean, do you?" His voice high and filled with a simple cynicism that along with his sneer gave showed off his true aristocracy.
"This is one of the best staterooms."
He waved his hand, showing the man not to use the word best so loosely in his presence.
"It will have to do, I suppose."
He snapped his fingers, and at once the two men and woman who had been carrying his bags in began cleaning and arranging things to his liking. He smiled, watching them work with such precision.
Dennis, already bored of the man who showed him his room, scoffed at him, "Don't you have some wall to go stare at?"
The man ground his teeth, before leaving the room. Dennis gave an affirmative nod, registering the place of the help.
It was sad sometimes, he knew.
"The bathroom too, I'll fire one of you if it is not sparkling."
Someone rushed to attend it.
 
kurt , back in the present

Relaxing in his stateroom with a rum and coke in his hand, Kurt was thinking about his last adventure aboard the Z69. He had stopped at the bar and seeing no one around began to worry if this time would be as exciting as the last. He hadn't seen many people and none that he recognixed from the last trip He had hoped he might run into that bountifull lass from Australia that he had met then.

She had mysteriously disappeared just when they were really getting to know each other. He downed the last of his drink and lay back on his bunk and dozzed off...
 
Victor Hugo Stein

Once his bags were stowed in his stateroom and a few days change of clothes placed in his wardrobe, Victor tipped the crewman and turned to survey his quarters. Small, but cozy, flowers on the dresser, and a good, firm bed. Victor sat on it and bounced slightly. It would stand up to a good pummeling, it was german engineered.

He could have used it last night when the starlet wrapped around her legs around his back and gave him a wild ride. They had broken that bed, winding up on the floor, tangled in the sheets. He would have to give that one a bit part somewhere. but for now, it was off to the East by travelling west, off to exotic lands and perhaps, exotic women. Victor headed for the lounge and a drink to observe their launch.
 
The PA system crackles into life...

Greetings Bootiful Peoples! I amder proud owner of dis magnificent Airship, Graf von Zeppelin, but you can call me Count Zepp.
Ve vill be delayed till midnight cause ve got no Kapitan yet...anyvun interested?
But inder meantime please to join Turk, our handsome bartender und me in our sumptuous lounge for a prelaunch party dat vill go on till ve get dis damn ting inder air!



OOC..please look at the thread intro for a deckplan to Z69
 
Kelly MacPherson

When I woke up I heard people talking. Knowing that I had to get dress and hide my things. First thing I have to do in find a bathroom, then something to eat. Opening the door, I looked both ways, no one was around. Once I got out, started to look for the bathroom.

Walking past people I just smile. Finally found a door with a woman's picture on it. Once inside I felt better, doing what I had to do, then washing myself before someone comes in.

Just as I finish, two ladies came in and said hi to me, I just smile back to them and left. Now to fine food, as I continue to look at this airship.
 
Kurts dream

When Kurt felt Sheila find his cock and grab it lustfully, it hardened like an iron rod. When he heard,

“Kurt, fuck me.”

It became tempered spring steel ready to be thrust into action. Bubbles flew every where as he fastened his arms around her butt pulling her fiercly to him. Her legs slid up over the edge
of the tub and his shaft hot and heavily with demand pushed past her open lips and buried itself deep inside her throbbing cunt.

He growled,

“Yes my little vixen I will fuck you and you will soon be fucking me as well”.

His head disappeared in the bubbles and his mouth found one of her delicious breasts its perky nipple waiting. He nipped at it playfully and then took it into his mouth and sucked it hard. Coming up for air he made the bubbles fly and taking a deep breath he dove agaim and found the other one nipping and sucking this one too .Back up again he leaned back and grinned at her.


“Good clean fun huh”?


The bubbles now were everywhere, it seemed the room was even filled with them as they had spilled out of the tub and were spreading across the deck and up the walls. He saw the almost empty shampoo bottle and laughed grabbing it up and dumping the last drops into the tub.

His ass was up against a jet that sent warm water streaming pat his hole and down around his balls vibrating them as it went to the base of his shaft still embedded in her clasping cunt. He pulled her tighter to him and then pushed her away. Back until only the very tip of his unbending rod was in her. then pulling at her hard and fast he entered her again causing her to scream, feeling the hardness of him enter her so swiftly and completely.

The bubbles flew and they both laughed even in the heat of their coupling. Each time they thrust together the bubbles flew and they laughed and their arms vainly pushed at the bubbles making a tunnel so that they could see each others exuberance and measure each others passion. the passion was much more stronger in their bodies than in their eyes as they were joined in an effort to take each other fast and hard reaching out to grasp the ultimate moment of ecstatic pleasure.

Then Kurt woke up. He was alone in his stateroom the same room he and Shelia had shared before. But she had disappeared. Like the bubbles that had cascaded over the side of the tub and out the porthole, she had disappeared. Had it all been a dream or had it really happened and now as he lay in the bed in his stateroom, his cock hard and ugently demanding release, he wondered where was Shelia ? Would there be a chance that she would be here on the air ship again and if she was would they finish what they had started back then...
 
Victor Hugo Stein

Victor ordered a gin and tonic from the bartender and found a seat by the window. The Count's announcement both amused and irked him. He had a schedule to keep, but then again, a party is a party. Maybe there'll be some of those blond teutonic valkyries in attendance.

Never having flown himself, Victor wondered how hard it was to captain a blimp. Before he began directing he had had a bit part as an aeronaut. do blimps have steering wheels?
 
Kelly

As I continue looking around finding my way, I found the food buffet. Just keeping to myself, I filled my plate. Going to sit by myself in the corner, enjoying my food. Seeing the tables getting filled, I know I had to finish fast. Now, what do I put some food in to take back with me.

Taking a few napkins together and just put sandwiches in it, and grab a soda bottle as I walk by. When I got back to my room, let myself in and just relax, hoping I would be okay to the next stop.
 
Count Zep breaks in a new Kapitan


"Here isder steering veel Kapitan Stein!"
With a sigh of relief to finally have a capitan, Count Zepp orders the mooring lines released and the great silver phallus floats majesticaly into the sky above the broad Pacific. It was 4 in the afternoon and happy hour was beginning in the Lounge. He'd have to dress! The yellow silk pajama's he'd been wearing for two days over his ample girth would never do for greeting new guests! Perhaps a rubdown first...

"Count!"
He turned at Stein's desperate cry. The blimp was canting nose down. The ocean waves almost lapping it!

"Oh ya!..I gotta go amidships..dat vill take da vaight offder schnoz." Zepp headed aft as quick as his slippered feet would carry him.

"COUNT WAIT...WHERE ARE WE GOING!?"

The flamboyant nobleman looked back over his shoulder.
"You seeder sun?"

"yes..yes I do."
Stein had a deathgrip on the wheel.

"Steer for it den!"
 
Victor Hugo Stein

OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We're gonna die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have to be drunk

Victor gripped the Zeppelin's wheel with a death grip that caused his arms to cramp.Be calm, man! be calm, fake it til you make it

Pointing the nose at the setting sun, Victor had to choose to breathe, he had stopped doing it on his own. As the portly count went astern, the ship's nose arose, whether by design or coincidence.I'll be a legend in Hollywood if I only live through this Lesser men might have panicked and run, but not Victor. Skill and knowledge he may not have, but balls and ego, he did.What's to worry, I know how to swim It wasn't long before his hands loosened their grip on the wheel and his adreniline was pumping where it did the most good. "Westward, Ho!" he cried, head thrown back in pride and a raging hard on pointing the way to Hawaii
 
Kelly

"Oh my god, what was that." I scream, as my body was going side to side, rolling around. Things are falling off the shelfs on me. Getting up fast, opening the door and looking out. Closing the door behind me, I when to see what is happening.

People were screaming, wondering what happen. Everything looks okay, looking around. I did hear the ship was doing a nose drive, but it seens alright now. My body is still shaking from it.

Looking in a room I was passing, looks like the bar. Sure could use a drink now. Heading to the bar, I asked the bartender for a strong drink. He handed me a white russian. As I was drinking it, started to feel better.
 
"With these prices, you'd think they could get a pilot that could see. Honestly, his job is to point the thing up, how hard can it be?"
Dennis leaned against the bar, looking at the man in a haughty sort of way, deciding just what he wanted to start the evening off with.
"Something expensive," he said, giving no more thought to the matter.
Most of the people in here either seemed like they had just crawled out of the sewer, or bed, or some place even more dispicable. Only a decent one or two among the bunch.
What a dull and dreary trip this was going to be, no one to even pass the time with.
 
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