The Island Pt. 05

A chorus of 'Me too!' rang out from Erica and Charlene.

Ashley laughed and I just sighed. This was only going to be fixed by both those ladies getting back to their soon-to-be-very-sore boyfriends. I resolved to have them go for visits a little more often. Being without seemed to have pushed them into my direction and I wanted to avoid that sort of thing at all cost. My dream was still with me and the memories sometimes flooded back. It would be very easy to slip and make a mistake I would regret forever.

On the plane we easily found our seats. I had put the three girls together on the window side and myself in the aisle right next to them. I hated having to exclude one and choosing between Erica and Charlene always made me feel bad. This time I would be the odd man out. Ashley looked a little upset at first that she didn't have me next to her but once in the air, we were free to move around. The flight wasn't full so once the fasten seat belts light turned off she came over to sit next to me. She asked the stewardess for a blanket and we curled up getting ready to nap for the flight.

A few hours later with my future wife curled up next to me, I gently eased my way out of my seat to use the restroom. Everyone else on the plane was sleeping and only the stewardess saw me go. At least that was what I thought.

It was small and cramped but there would be room for two if we really got close I thought. I washed my hands and face and when I unlocked the door it immediately flew open, then closed, but only after Erica had forced her way in. I opened my mouth to protest but she ignored me and sank to her knees if front of me.

"Time to get even. You tasted me, now I taste you," she whispered as she unbuttoned my jeans to pull out my rapidly stiffening cock.

"Erica, please, don't. I am in love with your sister. I only want. . ." I trailed off as her mouth surrounded my cock.

She never used her hands, only her mouth, but it was enough. She would take me deep down her throat until she gagged then suck hard as she pulled back. It didn't take long before I was pumping my load down her throat.

When she stood she kept her hand on my cock stroking me. Somehow she managed to keep me hard then turned to face the tiny mirror. Her small skirt rode high and I had no trouble finding her tiny hole with my cock as she seemed to have forgotten panties today.

Pushing her against the wall I moaned loud as my cock forced it's way into her extremely tight pussy, spreading it wide as I had in my dream. She cried out at the size but held fast as I shoved hard and fast to get as deep as I could. If she wanted this then I was going to make sure she paid for it with her body.

My hands inside her shirt massaging her beautiful breasts and pinching those perfect nipples, I slammed my hips against her over and over again. With each thrust I felt her getting wetter and it only served to spur me on. When she started to cum I shoved hard, giving her all of me. She was a squirter like her sister and with my cock buried inside her it didn't leave a lot of room to let her flow. She ended up making a mess on my hips that eventually made it down to my jeans. I didn't care. This was happening and I was going to make sure it happened my way.

When her legs had stopped shaking I put my hand in her hair and pulled her head back gently.

"Is this what you want? You want my cock inside you? You want me to fill that tight little pussy of yours until there's room for nothing else?" I asked in a growl.

"I wanted to taste you. I got that. Fucking me is all on you. I am enjoying every inch of you but I would've stopped had you not wanted this. Now shut up and fuck me. I want to feel that monster explode," she growled back.

My hips never stopped moving. My cock slammed into Erica over and over again until she had to put her hand up to hold herself from hitting the mirror. Her shirt had been removed a while ago and her huge, perfect breasts were my play toys. She screamed when I pinched too hard and pushed deep, then panted when my rhythm slowed. I wanted this to last as long as possible.

Her second and third orgasms had the same effect and soon the pants around my ankles were soaked. Her forehead against the mirror now was the only sign of her exhaustion.

When I felt myself getting close I pulled her head up to watch her eyes in the mirror.

"This is long overdue. Time to fill that little pussy of yours," I growled as my cock exploded inside her.

Pushing as hard and deep as I could I sent jet after jet of my seed deep inside her. She moaned as my cock spasmed over and over again filling her with my juice. With every inch of my cock buried inside her I moaned hard as the last convulsions left me. Sliding out of her was something I never wanted to do, and it sent electricity though my cock when it happened.

"Erica. . ." I stared when I could stand again.

"This never happened, Richard. I know. Nothing ever happened between us except in your dream. I hope this time I lived up to expectations. Last time I took you. This time you took me. You're still hard and we have time. Care to fuck me again?" Erica asked coyly turning to face me.

Looking down I realized she was right. I was still at attention and wanted to feel her again. Without a word I hoisted her onto the counter and slipped my cock back inside her.

She sent a hand down to play with her clit while I massaged and sucked on her breasts. My cock never stopped pushing into her and every once in a while she would bring sticky fingers to my mouth so I could taste her. This time I got to watch her face as she came for me and kissed her long and passionately when she did. When I finally came again I buried my face in her neck and held her tight to me as my cock pumped and pumped into my future sister-in-law.

When we exited the bathroom we peeked around. The lights had been dimmed and no one seemed to be the wiser that we had just joined the mile high club. Everyone was sleeping, even the stewardesses.

Before we got back to our seats and into a place where Ashley and Charlene would have seen us, I turned Erica around.

"This never, ever, happened," I growled and slipped a hand beneath her skirt to her clit.

My other hand slipped under her shirt and managed to pop every button open as I made my way between her ample breasts to her throat. She stared at me as my fingers danced on her clit making her legs start to tremble again. Without warning sprays of hot cum flooded from her and she collapsed into me, muffled cries were barely contained by her biting my shoulder. Wet hand to my lips cleaned her from my fingers then I pulled her head back, my other hand holding her up by her throat.

"This never, ever, happened," she replied slipping free of my hands and in one quick move, pulled my cock free from my jeans to take me into her mouth.

I moaned hard as I came down her throat again and held onto the seats so I wouldn't fall over.

Her necklace had gotten caught in her hair and as I moved my hand over to free it I noticed a faint glow between my ring and the island shaped stone she wore. I wrote it off as the cum drained from my balls and into her mouth but it was a detail, and I always caught details.

As Erica stood she looked at me. Huge breasts bare against me her arms came around my neck and she kissed me. Long, hard, passionately, with lots of hands.

"This never happened, so do your worst. I'm not done cumming for you. I want more. They're all asleep so we have the plane to ourselves. Fuck me like you did in your other dream," she whispered to me.

As she hoisted herself up and I shoved my cock back inside her, everything slammed into place.

With a jolt I woke up. Beside me Ashley was snuggled up. Looking under the blanket reassured me as my linen pants were still intact. . . and clean. My button fly jeans had just been in a dream. I looked over at Charlene and Erica and they were both fast asleep.

My sudden jolt had woken Ashley. Blinking the sleep from her eyes she asked me what was wrong and I replied that I had just had a bad dream and left it at that. There was no way I would ever tell anyone about this one.

Under the blanket she slipped her hand against my chest and stopped when she felt my heart hammering away.

"Must have been some dream. Want to talk about it?" she asked softly.

"Maybe later. Right now I'd just like to forget it," I replied quietly wrapping my arm around her and pulling her closer.

Sliding a stray lock of hair that had fallen against her face back over her ear, I took a second to watch to see if my ring reacted with her earring. Nothing. When a small sigh of relief escaped me Ashley looked up at me.

"You OK?" she asked sleepily.

"Much better with you in my arms," I replied. "Let's try to get some sleep. There's still more than a few hours left to this flight."

A few moment's later Ashley's breathing evened out and I knew she was fast asleep. For me it was a different story. This new dream had brought back memories of my dream from a year ago and my mind didn't want to shut down. It took me a long while before I was able to doze off again.

Later, we were all woken again by turbulence that the captain announced was unexpected. He apologized for it anyway and the stewardesses did their best to calm everyone. Aside from one woman shrieking that it was the end of the world, everyone was calm, even when the oxygen masks dropped from the ceiling. When the bouncing finally stopped we all let go of our arm rests and the woman who had thought it was to be her demise got up to use the bathroom. I heard a few giggles, but more than one of the passengers got up to follow. The three ladies with me simply curled back into their previous positions. We'd done this flight a few times and had experienced this before. While not something you enjoyed, it was something that happened and you had to have faith that the people in charge of this giant tube speeding through the air knew what they were doing. We had never had the masks fall on us like that before though and I noted a little bit of fear in the ladies when they'd glance my way.

After the stewardesses got the plane mostly cleaned up they started doing a round of drinks. All four of us ordered doubles and asked her to stop back at us again when she came back up the aisle. Sleep was out of the question now and nerves needed to be calmed.

"Can you get our bag down, my prince?" Ashley asked me with a smile.

"Of course. Need anything specific?" I asked getting up to get it.

"Just to toss this in it," she said and somehow removed her bra with one hand.

I'd seen her take it off a thousand times. I'd even helped her do it on more than a few occasions, but I honestly had no idea how she got it off while her shirt was on and still done up. I had been next to her the whole time and she had barely moved before she handed me the lace garment to put away.

"I never put the straps over my shoulders," she said when she saw the puzzled look on my face. "I thought you'd be in my shirt by now and wanted to make sure we didn't arouse too much attention."

"There's still a couple of hours to the flight. Care to start something we can't finish?" I asked with a grin.

"Is the bathroom free?" she asked in reply with a mischievous little smile. "I'm sure we could finish in there."

Erica chose that exact moment to get up and squeeze into the aisle with me. Her breasts were pressing hard against her shirt and I assumed she was cold by the way her nipples stood out.

"If you two are going to take your time in there, I'm going first," she said softly and wandered down the aisle.

"After the scare we just had I expect the stewardesses will be on high alert. Even if you didn't get caught going in, I'm sure someone would be banging on the door to use it in a few moments. Why don't you just hold off until we land?" Charlene mumbled without looking over.

"You're probably right," Ashley replied softly. "But until then we have this big blanket and there are other things we can get away with."

"Just behave and have another drink before you get us all tossed out the window," Charlene growled.

"Jealous much, mommy?" Ashley giggled.

"If I have to wait, then so do you," she replied.

Erica came back at that moment from the bathroom with a towel in her hand trying to dry her shirt. Somehow she had soaked the front of it and right now it clung to her showing off every curve. Dark little nipples were on full display even more so than normal.

"Damn faucet is broken. Almost like someone knocked it off or pushed it back against the wall. As soon as I turned it on it sprayed me," she complained. "Got the towel from the girl up front. She's bringing us a round of drinks to say sorry."

Up front where we were there weren't a lot of passengers. I had booked us first class seats this time as a treat. The few people around were mostly men and many had turned to watch Erica drying herself in the middle of the aisle.

"Sweetheart, as much as I am enjoying the show, you should probably sit down to do that," I leaned down to whisper to her. "You've got an audience."

"Help me change my shirt," she whispered back to me.

Ashley handed me the blanket we were sharing and I held it up to shield Erica from everyone else's view as she reached up to retrieve her bag. The stretching only forced her breasts out even more and even though it was only a split second, I caught myself looking. While she rummaged through her carry-on bag for a new shirt she was getting animated and it only made them shake and wobble more. Ashley got up and retrieved her other linen shirt from her carry-on and handed it to Erica over the blanket. Problem solved, she slowly unbuttoned her soaked linen shirt and with Charlene's help got her arms out of the sleeves. Topless and hidden by the blanket she took a moment to dry off completely. My dream of her and I fucking in a bathroom so long ago came rushing back and I had to turn my head. Once her new shirt was buttoned in place I returned to my seat and covered Ashley and I back up.

"Good show?" she asked.

"Nothing like yours," I replied.

"Good answer. For that I'll make sure the show in our hotel room later is a thousand times better," she purred as she cuddled up next to me.

"I think I'm going to save that one. I'm already going to tear you apart tonight and having one in the bank may come in handy," I replied.

"You don't need to bank them, mister. There are plenty where this one is coming from and I enjoy giving as much as receiving," she laughed.

The stewardess arrived with our drinks and I insisted on making sure she got something for them. She started to say something about not being allowed to receive tips but I slipped it into her hand anyway and whispered "Thank you." With a smile and a wink she turned and headed back up to the front of the plane. I was sure she put more of a wiggle to her bottom as she moved.

"You have that effect on people," Ashley whispered as we both watched the stewardess go. "I bet if we tried for the bathroom now she'd hold the door open for us and stand guard while we were in there."

"Probably, but you're just going to have to wait until tonight. There's not enough room in those things to do what I have planned for you," I whispered back.

"Would the two of you either go do it, or stop talking about it. You're driving me insane. It's been months for me and I'm getting all worked up over here," Charlene said sternly but only just above a whisper.

"Yes, mother," Ashley sighed with a little giggle.

Slipping my hand under the blanket I slid my fingers to Ashley's jeans and undid the button. She took her glass from her lips and bit her bottom lip while looking up at me with eyes that told me she wanted me to keep going. Her jeans were tight and there was no room for me to get into them so she lifted off the seat and helped slide them down until she could open her legs a little. Then she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.

I started on her tight belly making my way downward very slowly. When my fingers brushed up against her gstring I lifted them to let them dance on top for a while. We had a few more hours to the flight and there was no reason to rush. Gliding them lightly across the fabric and downward I felt her lips rush up to meet me. Ashley had thrusted and was trying to get better contact so she could really feel me.

"Not gonna happen," I whispered, "I'm taking my time with this one."

"Wanna bet?" she whispered as her hand slid under the cover on top of mine, forcing my fingers against her.

I smiled and let her lead for a moment and just enjoyed what she was doing to herself with my fingers. Soon she was nice and wet and the tiny little string that did nothing to cover her was soaked. I was sure the plane seat was pretty wet as well but I didn't dare leave her to check.

When her hand pulled away and her fingers went to her lips I took the opportunity and made her moan. Two fingers slipped inside her without warning and her whole body convulsed.

Just at that moment the stewardess came by asking if everything was alright. Charlene and Erica replied yes, completely oblivious to what was going on right next to them and I just smiled and nodded. Ashley on the other hand couldn't get two words together and instead nodded furiously. The stewardess looked the situation over, smiled, and then winked at Ashley and mouthed the words, 'Lucky girl' before leaving a handful of napkins and moving down the aisle.

Ashley giggled until my fingers started moving again and before long it was all she could do to bite my arm to stifle the screams she wanted to let loose.

When her breathing slowed I slipped her the napkins and waited until she was ready to sit back up. Holding the blanket so no movement was seen, I waited until she had done up her jeans and settled in her seat and then leaned over and kissed her long and passionately.

"If you kiss me like that again I'm going to need more napkins. I have to use the little girls room," she whispered as she got up.

"Don't use the sink!" Erica called out to her as she was closing the door.

"I think I'm just going to move down here permanently," Charlene muttered.

"You seem grumpy, what's going on?" I asked softly.

"Just a feeling that came over me after we got jolted awake. Not grumpy, impatient would be the better description," she replied.

"Have another drink. We'll be landing in an hour or so and I can carry you off the plane if need be," I said smiling at her.

"You going to put me to bed as well?" she teased as she waved over at the stewardess with her empty glass.

"I could, but you have to promise to sleep naked," I replied, my smile getting even wider.

"Deal, and I'm going to hold you to that," she whispered.

"How come she can be tucked in and I can't?" Erica whispered.

"Because you wouldn't let me leave," I teased.

"True, but that's still no reason to leave me out," she complained.

I laughed and then smiled over at her.

"As my queen commands. Both of you shall be tucked in tonight and tomorrow you shall have your men, but you both have to promise that I get back to Ashley without getting raped by either of you. Or both," I said with a wink at both of them.

"I can promise that," Erica said.

"We'll see after we hit the bar tonight," Charlene said and sat up straighter to take the drink the stewardess brought over to her.

"Mr, Richard, the pilot has asked me to bring you to the cockpit," the stewardess said in a soft voice.

"Me?" I said questioningly.

"Yes. Your wife is already there," she replied.

"Lead the way," I said.

At the cockpit door she called in and the co-pilot opened up. He had me step in and firmly closed the door behind me.

"For security we have to keep it closed at all times," he said. "We're making a special exception for you two this time and we'll have to answer for it later, but it won't get us into too much trouble."