Sista from another Mista

The landing was bumpy as it always was when Steve flew the jet. You would think after fifty eight landings behind his belt Steve could get it right. Honey felt the familiar lurch as the plane slowly came to a stop. She radioed the landing strip personal and opened the door to let the restless passengers out.

Honey looked angrily at Stretch as he approached. The small aircraft only held twelve people but he had taken away their ability to be attentive to the rest of the passengers. He was the sole cause of her sister becoming an emotional wreck on the trip.

Stretch was very tall, had wavy brown hair and an athletic build. He was handsome in a rugged outdoorsy way. Honey couldn't help but wonder how that stubble on his handsome face would feel if he ran it back and forth over her nipples. Unfortunately, his handsomeness was over shadowed by his arrogant attitude. She hadn't seen Char that upset for a long time. After all the shit he caused he better not try anything with her Honey thought as her gaze seared right through him.

When she applied at the elite topless airline that she was hired onto, she knew that men and women would be blatantly admiring her big breasts and small little waist, but she was assured touching was off limits. Stretch, I guess, didn't get the message.

He buzzed for Char several times, touched her repeatedly, saying it was an accident, and ended up making her lose her composure. Stretch even purposely spilt a coke on Char's tits and offered to lick the sticky substance off. Firm with the notion that this dufus should be taught a lesson, Honey's mind became busy with formulating a plan. A passenger had mentioned a secret room at a local club that contained a very obedient lover. As she considered her options Honey's big voluptuous breasts shook. She was smiling and shaking hands with the passengers as they exited the aircraft, when she came face to face with Stretch.

Stretch paused in front of Honey and looked at her lustfully. Honey put on her best polished smile, firm in her decision to teach Stretch a lesson. He was rich, but not too rich, famous but not too famous. A limo was waiting to pick him up, but there was no sign of bodyguards. That stupid jerk would get the fuck of his lifetime. No one messes with my sister and gets away with it, not even a hot sexy prize like him.

"I hope you enjoyed your flight," said Honey with a smile as she slipped Stretch a card with a number on it.

"Come by around 11:30 tonight," Honey said not missing a beat as she continued saying goodbye to other passengers.

Stretch looked surprised and a little hungover. The alcohol was definitely starting to wear off. Stretch exited the plane in a daze looking at the card that read, Empress Hotel 11:30 pm.

Honey looked at her sister as they both made their way through the arrival gates. They were sistas from another mista and the best of friends. They talked about how pissed off they were at the baggage handler for sending their luggage in with the rest instead of setting it aside for them as they normally do. If they had to catch a connecting flight, it would have been hell.

As usual her natural charm, stunning figure, and barely contained sexuality attracted a wealthy man who had attempted to attach himself to her during the flight. Honey told Char about the passenger in B4 as they made their way to the main terminal.

The girls were in their early thirties and thrived on attention, lustful conversation and anything that revolved around them and revolve it surely did. Both had size zero waists and big round breasts, that they often emphasized in form fitting plain wool dresses when they went out.

Not long ago those breasts were emphasized with small gold tassels that jiggled and swished as the beauties had sauntered down the aisle of the aircraft. Now they were hidden once again.

Young, innocent and gorgeous. With her long brilliant blonde hair and chiseled features, Char was stunning and attracted attention everywhere she went. Honey also took her share of the attention as men were attracted to her innocent wide eyed look, her long wavy hair, cute dimples and the small freckles on her nose. Char was the wild one of the two, with a larger than life personality. Her mood swings went both ways. She often became ecstatic. People wanted to be around her no matter how crazy she got. Char was crazy attractive.

"Honey, I'm so glad we got to operate the flight together tonight. It's been far too long since we've been able to spend some time together," Char exclaimed exuberantly in her posh British accent while hugging Honey with loving emotion in the lobby of the hotel.

Being a stewardess had its perks. They were able to get together every few months or so.

"How long is your lay over sweet girl?" Honey asked. She was stunning, two years older and taller than Char, with long full mane of gorgeous dark hair, a bright smile and a petite figure.

As they gossiped in the cab ride to dinner, the smell of her sister's perfume suddenly stirred a shudder and inspired tightness in her nipples. It surprised Honey and she dismissed it, assuming she just got a chill from the open window.

"Let's go out tonight. I heard from the cutie in b4 that there is an interesting new bar downtown. It's very posh and exclusive with a secret room upstairs that only a very few elite people have privilege to. You know me, I do enjoy challenges, and I'm sure Val and Don are available. They have been texting me all week. And you know how they love to dance, admire us, and pay, of course," she giggled.

Honey felt a tingle thinking of her 1:00 am appointment with Stretch. It would be her gift to Char. She felt a tightening in her nipples as images of Stretch with his hands tied behind his back and ankles shackled to the floor entered her mind. In her image her legs were over the sofa in their suite and he was licking her up and down faster and faster with his long tongue. A small little whip in her hand guaranteed his obedience. Honey felt her pussy fill with juices at the thought.

They had a small dinner at the bistro. The girls' animated conversation filled the room. Smiling and giggling, the beauties made their way back to the room. Their usual routine had always been to get ready together and shared each others clothes. This time though, as one dress came off and the other was about to come on, Honey drank in the spirit of her sister's nakedness feeling a warm, wet, want develop between her legs. Her feelings scared her, and she whisked them away. Honey realized she had been obsessed with sexual gratification lately and made a mental note to change that, but not tonight. Stretch had it coming.

"What do you think of this dress of yours, does it look good on me?" Char asked.

The polka dots were bright neon and it was sheer. She was wearing a nippleless half bra that offered support for her big breasts but allowed her nipples to be accented in the dress.

Not being able to help herself, Honey playfully tweaked one of her sister's nipples and said, "What about these sis, aren't you afraid they'll attract too much attention?"

Honey watched her sister turn a shade of crimson and involuntarily circle her hips. Char noticeably gulped before opening her mouth.

"Careful, you'll get me horny before my first glass of wine," Char said with a sideways glance and a jovial smile.

She noticed her pussy fill with fluid as she said those words and it surprised her. She studied her sister for a moment and took in her beauty.

The cab arrived with Val and Don in it. They made small talk in the cab, then were ushered into the VIP section on arrival at the club. Val and Don were popular and well respected in the party circuit. No expense was spared. They dished out the $3000 for the private cabana and bottle service. The sofa in the tented cabana was comfortable and offered an excellent view of the band and the dance floor.

Confused but still turned on by her beautiful sister Honey thought about how Char had always politely refused any female advances that had come her way over the years. Honey had never felt anything but sisterly love for her sister so she asked herself what had changed. She noticed her sister had been going to the gym a lot and it added something special to her sister's appeal. She was confident, radiant, her skin glowed and she was even more strikingly beautiful than ever before. Char's reaction to her touch was in Honey's mind as she watched Char dance with Val.

The couple captured the dance floor as Don talked non stop about an upcoming football game in her ear where they were seated close to the dance floor. She could barely listen to him drone on and couldn't help but think about what it would be like to run her hands up and down her sister's luscious curves. How would it feel to bite her bottom lip, part her panties and finger her with ever increasing intensity to a riveting orgasm? Honey guiltily looked at Char's nipples as she danced and pictured her mouth on them; biting, tearing, licking. It was such a wicked thought but it made her entire body pulse. Honey felt wetness between her legs again and decided to transfer her sexual needs to Don.

She grabbed Don by the shirt, and pulled his mouth to hers, sliding him a suggestive twirl of her long tongue. They were on again, off again fuck buddies, so he accepted her strong opening with equal lust.

Don grabbed a pillow and placed her head underneath it as he lay on top of her and ran his big hands up and down Honey's amazing curves while kissing her. The sofa in the cabana offered them a limited amount of privacy, that is until the tent flap went down, then all was fair game.

"Feel how instantly hard I am for you Honey. Feel how much I need to fuck you right fucking now."

Honey watched her Char swing her hips as she discreetly stroked her friend's big hard cock, sliding her hand between them while he lay pressed down on top of her. She wondered what it would be like to add Char to the mix. She had never craved a threesome, but with Char, the thought quickly transpired into becoming her deepest desire.

The music roared throughout the club as Don closed the tent flaps and bent Honey over the sofa with her ass high in the air. He slowly pulled up her skirt admiring her full, round, tanned cheeks.

He leaned over and kissed her wildly sliding a finger between her cheeks. He knew she loved anal, was clean and ready every date, and it drove him wild.

Panting he whispered in her ear, "It's been so long since I slid my hot steel rod in your sexy, hot, little ass my sweet, sexy tart. You're going to be so tight aren't you babe?"

Honey nodded meekly, anticipating the sensuality of the pleasure pain emotion. His big hands where holding her buttocks in place. Then he squeezed. One hand moved. She felt his fingers dance in her pussy. He tore down her panties like an animal. She adored that about him. His need to fuck her hard and wild was great. Then his teeth were on her cheeks. Outside the music was blaring. The closed cabana would only be allowed for 10 minutes. It was the rule. They had to fuck and get out fast.

Don spit in his hand and ran his hand up and down his long shaft a couple of times. Her cheeks were perfect. He drank in the view like a sailor on his second mickey. He was mesmerized by the sexy arch of her sleek frame and the long curly waves of hair cascading down her back. Then with a lustful force his big, hard, rod dipped deliciously between her perfect cheeks. She yelped. He put his hand over her mouth and pushed in further.

"Its okay baby, you can do it. Take my big cock, deeper and deeper baby. I know you love it. Take more," he said as he thrust into her inch by incredible inch, deeper and deeper.

"Oooh, Don, it hurts so good, you're so fucking big. Pop in all the way. Its okay, go deeper! Fuck me!"

With those words he broke the threshold and started thrusting with sensuous abandon, ultimately filling her sexy ass with his hot jizz. While filling her he fingered Honey hard and wild, bringing her to a swift and strong climax.

They used the kleenex's to clean up and opened the tent. Her sister and Val were waiting outside with grins on their faces. The room reeked of sex.

"It's about time. You two wankers have been having fun in here now haven't you? The smell of sex is positively overwhelming. Maybe sometime you'll give us a show," Char said winking at her sister.

The girls decided to cruise the bar and left the men alone to talk football in the cabana.

The held hands as they maneuvered around the bar, smiling politely as men smiled at them admiringly. A few flirted and bought the girls drinks. They did some shots too.

"Let's dance," said Char as she flaunted her stunning figure on the crowded dance floor. The girls moved together sexily in sync. Their movements were so sexual and intriguing men tried to break them up and dance with them, but they circled back to each other laughing as they danced.

Crazy drunk Char picked up on the vibe her sister was giving off. She began looking at Honey's lips wondering what it would be like to feel their softness on hers. She knew the idea was wicked, but the level of excitement it created inside her was intoxicating. Honey smiled back at her sister while her curves moved in perfect rhyme inspiring many lustful looks. She looked at her watch and checked her phone. Nothing. Good, that meant that everything had gone smoothly with Stretch. No news was good news. She thought about how the night might unfold and felt pleasurable tingles.

The arrangements had gone smoothly. Stretch was in place and ready for action.

The four of them parted ways with hugs and kisses around 12:30 a.m. leaving Honey and Char alone in the cabana. When their favorite waitress came by to serve them more drinks Honey feigned innocence and asked her for Char's benefit about the secret room. She wanted Char to be extra excited by the twist of fate that was just around the corner.

As the waitress supplied the information that Honey already knew, she got very excited knowing it would be an amazing surprise for her sister. The fact that Honey had supplied the stud meant she didn't have to pay and could enjoy as much time together with him as was wanted. She turned her attention back away from her thoughts and focused on the conversation in front of her.

The waitress was saying, "Rumour has it, there is a stud locked up in a room on the top floor. There is a different one every night, for women who like variety. Women say the studs are locked up with shackles. For special VIP members, and a price, women can use the stud du jour anyway they please. He is helpless and will do anything any woman wants him to do. Both of you qualify so talk to Shaun if you want to be put on the list."

The waitress didn't realize that tonight's stud was procured by Honey. The power of her secretive intentions and hidden plans fueled her lustful desire even more. Honey was ready to cum at a moments notice.

It wasn't long before the girls ran into Shaun.

"Ah yes, will you be seeking pleasure with the stud du jour now?" he asked looking directly at Honey.

Honey nodded overcome with sexual anticipation.

"And will you be sharing the experience this evening?" he asked suggestively, with a sparkle in his eye.

The sisters looked at each other's beautiful bodies and said at the same time, "Let's share."

Shaun smiled at Honey secretively and nodded. Earlier that evening she had instructed him what to say, unable to control her raging libido and intense, sudden and overwhelming attraction to her sister. The cabana fuck was just a teaser. The alcohol took away her inhibitions and drove her to seek this even more intense sexual experience. Honey half realized her sexual desires were out of control, yet she knew she couldn't help herself; she was far too turned on.

The girls climbed the long, steep, staircase. In front of them was a steel door with a an old fashioned key hole lock, that they fortunately had a key for.

"Are you sure you want to do this Honey? At least you got some tonight, but I am so horny right now, I don't know what will happen sis. You okay with that?" Char asked, suddenly feeling shy and vulnerable.

With those words Honey pulled Char close to her and suggestively traced her upper lip with an inquisitive tongue. Before Char could react Honey opened the door to reveal her surprise and their prey.

Before them was Stretch, stripped naked and shackled on a steel table that was placed upright. It had the ability to adjust to many different heights and be set in different positions via nearby remote control. A table full of freshly cleaned toys sat off to the side.

He had a gag in his mouth.

"Hey, I recognize him. Sis, he was on the plane this evening. He was the jerk giving me such a hard time tonight. Omg, what the hell? What did you do?" said Char looking at her sister with an astonishing look on her face.

Honey looked at her sister and smiled.

"You never cease to amaze me sister," Char said just before parting her lips and engaging in the warmth of her sister's mouth.

When they finally pulled apart Char approached the rich, handsome, arrogant stud and grabbed his junk.

"How does it feel buddy? Do you like that? Do you like being grabbed? Oh, right, you have a gag ball in your mouth and you can't talk. Too bad asshole, I guess you're gonna have to like it."

Honey told Char how she had arranged with Shaun to have him picked up on the way to the room and taken to this location.

"Do you want to hear him talk?" asked Honey playfully tugging on the gag ball, pulling it out, and handing it to Char.

"No! I don't," said Char absorbing her role with exuberance.

She placed the gag ball back in his mouth.

"We're going to use you slut! You've been a very, very bad boy on the plane and you really should be punished," said Honey dripping with seductive and sadistic sexuality.

Char walked over to the table and picked up some massage oil. She walked over to Stretch and poured oil over his big, broad chest and six pack, then started rubbing it in slowly. Then she grabbed his balls roughly, slid her hand up his cock, and ran her hand over his stubble.

"Fuck you're a hot slut. You're going to lick my pussy and ass and make me cream like a wild woman," Char said drunk with power and motive.

Honey adjusted the table to the right height as Char took off her dress and thong. The angle was perfect for Char to kneel over Stretch's mouth and get maximum lick action. She lifted her dress and planted her wet, wanting, pussy on his mouth.

"Lick me," she said forcefully.

He kept his mouth closed.

Suddenly, Stretch's mouth opened and his tongue went darting into Char's pussy. She angled herself so he could lick her pussy and ass with long strokes. The sensations he created inspired a low soft moan and sensual bucking movements.

Honey started to fondle his balls as Char rode his mouth. She could see that Stretch didn't mind his role from the way his cock stood at full attention.

The shackled rock star kept licking Char as she bounced and swirled.

Watching Char ride his mouth with her barbie like body swaying, was so sensual it drove Honey wild. Her sista Char looked amazing playing with her big, grapefruit, tits. She was massaging them as she rode the start of her orgasmic wave.

Honey walked over to her sista and put her hands over top of her sista's tits while looking meaningfully into her eyes. Honey's level of excitement went through the roof as she bent down and kissed Char's sensual lips with slow, deep, seductive kisses. Char responded with a slow deep moan of ecstasy.

Char's fingers found their way under Honey's dress landing on her thigh and moving upward. A slow moan crossed her lips as she watched Honey slowly pulled down her dress and remove her matching black bra and lace panties seductively. The entire time she stripped Honey watched Char buck and ride Stretch's mouth reverse cowboy style. His face seemed to be covered by her sexy ass as she used his tongue for her pleasure.