1. The Bachelorette Soirée


    Date: 7/23/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Author: NymphWriter, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    As the plane descended, Delaney Hunter heard the pilot on the PA say, “Good evening ladies and gentlemen. We are just about to touch down at McCarren Airport in Las Vegas, Nevada, in just a few minutes, and we are right on time. The weather around McCarren is rather warm with temperatures in the low nineties. The local time is 10:43 pm, so those of you with regular watches might want to take a moment to reset them. Please remain seated until the plane comes to a complete stop and on behalf of the crew we wish to thank you for flying with us today.” Delaney fidgeted nervously, feeling the descent of the craft, taking several deep breaths. She hadn’t flown since she was sent to Walter Reed over three years ago, just after being injured in the war. She closed her eyes; the memories of the cries she heard from the wounded on the same plane from that fateful trip haunted her. She wasn’t screaming because she was sedated and drifting in and out of consciousness. She could feel the deep pain in her leg from where the IED had caught her. Little did she know that within a few hours of landing, she’d lose her left leg, just below her knee. It was the wheels of the plane as it touched the ground that jerked Delaney out of her memories and made her shake. She knew it was PTSD that caused her to tremble, and she had to remind herself, she would be fine. There was only one person on the earth who could have gotten her on a plane again this soon, and that person was the reason she was now ...
    here. The passengers quickly rose and began to gather their belongings, but Delaney waited. She knew just getting off the plane with her leg would be a challenge in itself, but the flight attendant took her cane and she knew she would need it to walk, without falling. Soon, people started filing off, chattering excitedly about what they would do first, or moaning about being tired. Delaney stood up, only to remember her leg wasn’t attached. She flagged down a flight attendant and said, “Excuse me, but I think I lost my leg.” Delaney grabbed her pant leg to show the gap below her knee. The flight attendant gasped and Delaney laughed. “I’m sorry. It’s just lying on the floor. But I do need my cane.” “Do you need any help getting off the plane?” “No, I just need my cane.” Delaney sat back down and reattached her leg, then stood up as the flight attendant handed her the cane. “Here you are ma’am.” “Thanks.” Delaney was one of the last passengers to leave the plane. She made the trek to the luggage area, and waited with the others for her bags. A few people glanced and whispered in her direction, but she didn’t care. When her sea-bag finally made its way down the conveyer belt, she slung it onto her back and headed toward the door. “Doc! Doc!” The voice was the first bit of comfort she felt since she left. She looked up to see the dark straight hair and brown skin of her friend, Maria Valencia, running toward her. The two hadn’t seen each other since her departure from Walter Reed ...
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