Who Killed Lexie?

[darrenfate]

RACE

Race was surprised by the ostentacious display of wealth and playboy accouterments. Hugh Hefner would be right at home here in this flying fortress of fornication. Call him Sparkie? Please. Still, he could tell by the look in Lexie's face that it was working. She was horny and getting hotter with every passing moment. Stick to the original plan, Race. Get to Lexie through her sister.

"Now what would you have done if Lexie here had wanted French food? Fly us to Paris? I do believe that you would. Before tell us your plan, Sparks , I'd like a little tour of the plane. Always helps to feel comfortable in our new surroundings. "

Sparks led the way, pointing out the gold fixtures in the restrooms, chattering on about how much this cost and that cost. Lexie was close behind him, holding his hand as they walked. As Sparks and Lexie entered the cockpit, Jayne turned around to say something to Race. He stood there bare inches from her face, the tips of her nipples brushed against his chest.

Impulsively he kissed her his hands dropped to her ass as he pulled Jayne towards him. She kissed him long and hard right back. When they broke for air, Sparks was just emerging from the front - Lexie still in tow.

Sparks never quit talking and escorted them back. He and Jayne exchanges knowing glances. Right then, Race didn't give a damn about any plan. He knew what he wanted. Her name was Jayne.

 

[mya]

Jayne

Lexie positively glowed as she hung on Curt’s arm for the tour of the small but spectacular plane. Race and I both trailed the couple on the impressive tour. But once Lexie and Curt went inside the cockpit there was no room for myself and Race Brannon. I turned around with a smile, but before I could tell him there was no room for us, my nipples brushed his chest. Electricity shot from my nipples straight to my vagina. It felt incredible. Before I could apologize or get embarrassed, Race’s lips claimed mine in a hot, possessive kiss. I nearly died of pleasure when his hands clutched my ass. No man had ever wanted, no needed, me like that before. I kissed him back with wild abandon.

I don’t know if Race was more aware of his surrounding than I, but I was grateful when he broke the kiss off before Curt Sparks and Lexie could see us. I didn’t know how I’d explain the kiss to her. And I knew I didn’t want to have to explain it to her. More and more this adventure was looking like better and better. Perhaps I’d been too hasty earlier. I desperately wanted the chance to see where this chemistry between Race Brannon and myself would lead. But I had to stay in his world long enough to find that out.

As we settled back in the lounge area, my eyes kept bumping into Race’s and I couldn’t help but give him shy smiles. Lexie settled beside Curt, hip to hip and thigh to thigh. Curt rested his arm on the seat behind her. I admired Lexie’s lack of inhibition. I wanted to do the same to Curt, but I was much to reserved to do so. So for now, I did rest my thigh against his and continue to exchange those secretive glances with him. "Perhaps I’ve been too hasty Mr. Sparks, ummmmm Curt." I was even warming up to Sparks now. "I think we need to hear your full offer. And your’s as well Race. Perhaps we would be able to commit to both offers….hmmmmmm?"

Seeing my thawing, and the possibility of his plan working, Sparks bellowed happily, "Atta girl Jayne! I think this calls for some champagne." Before we knew it, the Anna Nicole look-alike was back with champagne. I took a generous helping and proceeded to let my hair down for first time that evening. I had to admit to myself that I was having more fun than I’d had in a long time. And I took every chance I could to touch Race’s thigh, or his arm. Touches no one but Race would notice—or so I thought.

 

[chanaud]

Kara

Curt’s hand trailed down my vertebrae onto the small of my back. His fingers traced small figures eights right where the curve of my ass starts, making me squirm and edge closer towards him until I was practically on top of him. Jayne was looking flushed for some odd reason. I shrugged it off as too much champagne. She’s never been one to drink much. In fact two drinks is usually her limit.

Trying to add to the three’s conversation the only way I know how, I arched my back and thrust my best assets forward and feigned a yawn. Curt stopped in mid sentence while he ogled. Yes, it always worked.

“When are we landing in Miami? I’m famished.”

Both men smiled in amusement. Jayne flushed again.

Curt leaned his bright whites to my ear and whispered, “I think I have something for you to nibble on in the back somewhere.”

Blinking my thick eyelashes and forcing my bottom lip out, I answered in a loud whisper, “But you don’t understand I’m famished. Why I can eat a horse!” Giggling at my joke, I asked him with less innocence. “You wouldn’t happen to know where a girl could find a horse, do you?”

In his loud emcee professional voice, Curt answered back. “Come here darlin’. I may have some crackers for you to nibble on.”

He pulled me up, curved his arm around the small of my back and guided me behind red velvet drapes that separated the tight spaced area from the main compartment.

Curt leaned in for a full kiss and placed my hand on his raging hard on. Knowing just what he wanted, I pulled away. Thinking I’m playing, he leered down at me before kissing me harder and snaked his tongue between my lips. Within a second, his hand was up my dress and between my thighs. Again, I pulled away but was instantly against a padded wall.

“Stop. I can’t do this.”

“What? I don’t get it. All night you’ve been acting as if this is what you want.”

“I know. I’m sorry. I want to but I promised Jayne I’ll behave.”

Separating the red curtains, he peeked out. “While you’re behaving, look at what your sister is doing.”

 

[ariosto]

Let's Ride!


With Lexi and Sparks out of the room, the little 'touchie feelie' games Race and Jayne were playing had become a good bit bolder.

"OH my..."
Lexi was peeking, totally fascinated at her prim and proper sister becoming her hot and bothered sister under the movie director's skillful hands.
As she leaned forward to peer out the curtain, the tight, tight fabric of her short, short skirt stretched like a second skin over the firm round globes of her shapely young rump.

Oh My GOD!...
Old Sparks was SMOKIN !
"See Honey,"
he said moving into position right behind her slightly spread legs, her long, tawny slightly spread legs,
"She's not really behaving HERSELF now is she?"

With an electric thrill of pleasure and a reverence worthy of a sacred offering, Curtiss laid his thick hard rod lovingly between the curving cheeks of Lexi's spectacular ass...

"OHH! Is that what I think it is?"
She said, backing amd wiggling suggestively against him.

"You ain't just whistlin' Dixie child!...Let's RIDE!"

 

[darrenfate]

RACE

As soon as Lexie and Sparks disappeared behind the thick velvet curtain, Race reached for Jayne. The passion that had been smouldering between them suddenly burst into a full ~flame~.

Their tongues collided then merged as Jayne swung around to sit in Race's lap, facing him. Race wrapped his arms around her, as she wriggled back and forth on his hardness. Race was overcome with lust. Unbuttoning her blouse took a while since his normally steady hands were trembling.

Jayne's full bosom was thrust at him, each erect nipple begging to be sucked. Finally the blouse fell away. Not wasting any time with the clasp of her bra, Race pushed it up as her breasts fell out warm to his touch. OMG, she was huge, her tight bra had constricted her at least a cup size! Jayne, the quintessential businesswoman had tried to keep her "charms" well hidden. Well, no more!

Race broke their passionate kisses to fully engulf her right breast. He jammed as much as he could in his mouth, only managing to get half inside at once. Her erect nipple hit the roof of his mouth. Race held Jayne's wrists tightly behind her back, making her arch her back even more. Jayne began to moan and buck on him, changing into a wild unbridled mare to his stallion.

"I want you in my mouth Jayne. All of you. One delicious part at a time."

That said, Race dove hard on her other breast. Race could hear the barely muffled slurping sounds coming from behind the curtain. Lexie again, aiming to please. He could hear Sparks directing her like a conductor would orchestrate a concerto. Lexie skillfully played his ~flute~. Race knew there was a reason he liked that woman. She got what she wanted. Just like he was doing right now ...

 

[chanaud]

Lexie

Jayne was acting like a....a....a.... hussy! The way I normally do. Who would have thought my older sister had that in her?

Still I did promise I wouldn't fuck Sparks until a deal is signed and when Lexie makes a promise, well.........she keeps it.

Feeling his enraged cock poking through my thin material sent delightful shivers up my spine. I wanted so badly to pull down my black lacy thongs and allow Ole Sparky to have his way with me. Though I'm already a member of the Mile High Club, it's still the most erotic places to fuck.

Instead, I turned around and fell to my knees. My fingers pulled his zipper down expertly.

Zziiiiiiiiiiiiiippppppppp

Sparks eyes glowed brighter than his teeth. His hands found the back of my hair and started intertwining it with his fingers.

"That's it Lexie baby. Show me what kind of a beauty queen you are. Pretend I'm one of your judges you had in your mouth...."

Giggling, my slithering tongue drew Ole Sparky into my mouth inch by inch by inch until he was snuggled deep into my hot moist mouth. I looked up at Mr. Sparks. Instead of concentrating on me, he was busy peering out the curtains and gawking at.....MY SISTER!

Never have any of my partners lost interest in me, especially to my sister. Trying to win his attention back to me, I started sucking him greedily like a starving baby on his mother's teat.

In and Out!

In and Out!

My jaws were killing me but I continued on...

 

[mya]

Jayne

Race’s hands undressing me just a few feet away from my sister drove my excitement level higher. Then as he held my hands behind my back and suckled my hardened tip eagerly, for the first time in my life I lost control while a man sexually stimulated me. The flames of desire whipped my body into a sexual feeding frenzie. I wanted more, MORE, so much more! I had no concept of Lexie or Curtis, or where they were, nor did I care. I just wanted this man who seemed to lust after me for a change instead sexy Lexie. Race Brannon was the wind beneath my newly unfolding wings. He wanted me, me, me! And more than anything in the world, I wanted all of Race Brannon.

"I want you in my mouth Jayne. All of you. One delicious part at a time." Race’s words of lust spurred me on. Finally he released my hands, at least for now, and they quickly moved to loosen his tie just enough to unbutton his shirt beneath his jacket. My palms explored his hard chest. They delighted in the feel of his fast beating heart, the hardening of his own nipples. Me, ME, ME…I was doing this to him, NOT Lexie! My hands slipped down to fumble with his belt. My hurried motions were not helping at all. Finally, race helped and the belt hung loose. My fingers then opened his fly and freed his straining erection. His teeth bit into my breast as he mumbled his own desires, "Yeth, yethhh ‘ayne, you can ‘uch me, you can ‘uck me!" Even though his words were muffled by my tit, I could easily understand that he said I could touch him and fuck him. Race Brannon was one sexy virile man, and his name suited him well, for I was indeed for the first time in my life racing toward sexual fulfillment from a man I’d only just met. And one with whom I still had a business deal to conclude to boot. Race Brannon had set my world to spinning out of its orbit.

 

[ariosto]

It wasn't that Lexi's mouth was in any way wanting, In fact she was giving him an utterly delicious blow job. Her warm hand cupping his balls, her fingers encircling his cock and following her wanton mouth up and down his rigid staff.
But the fact of the matter was that Sparks was an "Action" guy when it came right down to it, and blow jobs, even one as damn near perfect as this were only foreplay to him...he wanted more!
And the site of Race Bannon about to 'slip the meat' to Lexi's stuck up sister, made him want more...Faster!
Pulling her up to her high heeled toes, Sparks kissed her hard, burying his tongue deep in her pretty mouth still redolent of his own musky scent. His arms wrapped tight behind her back, he bore her forward and down against the thick red privacy curtain which gave way with a popping of hardware like machine gun bullets!
Jayne and Race seemed oblivious, even when silver rings shot by them only inches away.

Lexi was softly entwined in the thick velour with Sparks weight upon her and his erection, hot and throbbing pressed against her tummy.
"Now I've got you where I want you my Sweet!"
He flashed those teeth and grinned as his fingers began exploring the inviting orbs beneath her blouse.

 

[darrenfate]

Race

Race sucked for all he was worth and for a brief few minutes he forgot all about his schemes. Jayne was voluptuous and hot, Race literally had his hands full. He let her slide down and take his now free cock in her mouth. Ohh. This woman could suck !!

Just then with a large crash the partition came down, and on top of it Lexie and Sparks. It was obvious that he didn't care about that, moving instantly to try and fuck her. Jayne paused, then looked like she was about to stop and say something. Race firmly held her face in place. This felt too good to stop so fast.

"Whoa there Jayne. I like you just the way you are baby. Mmmm."

Jayne continued unabated. Race started to pump in and out of her hot mouth.

"Oh yes. Suck me Jayne. Take all of me. Flip around here so that I can return the favor. I told you I wanted all of you in my mouth, and I meant it."

Jayne swiveled up, she was almost upside down as she lowered herself on Race's mouth. Race could no longer see what was happening with Lexie and Sparks. He heard thrashing next to them, and the sounds of a struggle. Quite frankly he didn't care. Jayne tasted too good.

Jayne began to moan, grinding her hips on Race's face. She exploded in a massive orgasm electronic shocks shooting through her tasty pussy flooding Race's face. Relentlessly he continued on, feeling her start to build up again. Race was in heaven, and to think, this was supposed to be the conservative sister !

 

[chanaud]

Lexie

Spark’s large hands were surprisingly soft. It was too soft! He cupped my perfectly round cones and lifted them to his waiting mouth. My surgically placed nipples stood straight up like a rocket ship waiting for his gleaming teeth. I threw my head back and moaned loudly when he pulled my nipple back with his teeth and sucked it greedily. My hips thrust forward and started grinding against his already rock hard mound. Spark’s fingers found its way between my legs and found my dripping slit, releasing a gasp of delight from my strawberry lips.

“Wait!” I cried out breathlessly.

“Wait?” Spark was flabbergasted. It was obvious ‘Wait’ was not a word in his vocabulary.

“I told you…I have to wait.” I tried to wiggle my way out from under him.

“Look doll. Look at your sister. She’s not waiting.” Sparks was staring too long at my sister wishing he could trace places with Race. His tongue outlined his lips almost tasting Jayne’s tasty morsel.

“I know. But, I promised her I will wait and I ALWAYS keep my promise.”

His eyes narrowed into tiny dark slits. For the first time in my life, I was scared. I had to think quickly.

I pulled him away towards the back of the plane for privacy and away from the lustful couple. Not that Jayne and Race were paying any attention to us. I pushed him down on the red velvet cushioned seat and placed my round bottom on his lap. My manicured crimson nails traced his jaw line, as I looked deep into his eyes.

“Look, we are moving way too quickly. I had promised Jayne I would withhold myself this one time. After I sign the contract, and I WILL sign the contract, I’m yours for your liking. You can have me any way you like AND as many times you like. I PROMISE you. But, we have to wait. Okay?”

Sparks wasn’t buying it. I can feel his fist clenching my waist trying to control his deep seeded frustration.

“Meanwhile, Let me take care of Ole Sparky my way.” My hand found its way down his pants and released his throbbing member for the best hand job he’s ever had.

 

[mya]

Jayne

My lips could not resist the lure of Race’s hard shaft as it was released from his pants. Instantly I slid down to consume its length, taking it deep down my throat and sucking it hard. Race’s fingers pressing my head closer, his thrusting hips, and his soft moans of pleasure were all the incentive I needed to work even harder on his pleasure. My tongue laved the underside of his cock as my head bobbed back and forth.

The crash of the two bodies to the floor pulled me back from the pleasurable world Race had begun to create for me. But before I could remove my mouth from his raging hard-on, his hand held my head in place. Lexie’s perfect tits were a sight to behold out of the corner of my eye, and seeing how much Curt was enjoying them excited me further. I sucked harder. Race led this dance and when he asked, I spun around so he could return the favour.

Race’s tongue made me forget about my sister’s sexy body entwined with Curt’s still obviously unsatisfied virility. Race’s tongue upon my clit drove me insane. It had been a long time since I had cum and I could not help myself when my hips trust against his tongue again and again. My body shuddered as my first climax spasmed through my body. Then Race added his fingers, delving deep inside me, finger fucking me in ways I’d never been able to do as his tongue continued to flick my clitoris. I sucked him harder and harder as my passion continued to mount. I hugged his thighs as I kneaded his buttocks with my fingers, moans escaping my stuffed mouth. He was a man with great stamina. My moans vibrated up the length of his cock buried deep down my throat and suddenly his free fingers rolled one of my erect nipples and I groaned louder. Then as he pinched the tip, I exploded yet again, flooding his mouth with my sweet juices. I sucked harder, wishing to receive the same tasty treat…my fingers joining to touch his balls. To squeeze them softly in my fingers. It had been a very long time since a man’s balls had touched my fingers. I used the opportunity to explore them, rolling them and squeezing them.

Race’s tortured voice interrupted me, "Come on Jaynie, sweetie, stop sucking and sit on my cock. Finish me off with that sweet pussy Darlin’ and watch your sister." I scrambled off his face, my knees still weak. Race held my hips as he guided me over his cock, my back to his chest so that I could look forward and watch Lexie and Curt. I moaned softly as his thickness parted my pussy lips and easily slipped deep inside me. "Ohhhhhh Race," I murmered. Lexie had Curt’s hard cock in her hand flew up and down his hard cock. I could see the droplet of cum on the tip of his shaft, framed by the sight of her delicious naked breast. I clenched tight and Race choreographed my speed with his hands on my hips and I began to ride his cock, my back arched. It scraped deep inside the inner wall of my vagina and I moaned again and again. I watched Lexie between eyes half closed with passion. The pace Race maintained was slow and hard and torturous. I did not know how he could last so long. I squeezed him harder, eager to have him release his seed deep inside me. Eager to have Lexie watch as he did so. Eager to show her that men found me attractive too.

 

[ariosto]

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[ariosto]

She was pretty good at this! His secretary Mitzie Wittsen was pretty famous in that regard in fact herself but Lexi was on her level at least...just enough pressure, varying long slow strokes and short fast ones...looking up at him with her big bright eyes and giving the tip a lick of promise every now and then.
Sparks was hoping for and planning for much more than a palm job.

It would appear though that to get more he would have to produce the paper.
Reaching into his jacket pocket he pulled out a standard contract and a pen.
It was hard to concentrate to say the least!
In addition to Lexie's arousing pumping of his rod, he was contending with soft moist passionate sounds of Race and the girls suddenly wanton sister. It flashed through his mind that maybe Jayne should be getting the contract but no...no he'd wait and see how Lexie finished this scene.

"Doll, how does....40% of net and 40 k up front...sound"
Her pumping suddenly began to lose some of it's enthusiasm...a frown nit her pretty brow.
"Ahh...50 and 50 then?"
The old pace picked up and inspite of himself, Sparks felt himself beginning to turn on fast!

"What....would...you do...for 60/60...Hot Lips?"

 

[darrenfate]

Race

Race almost blew the entire con he was so wrapped up in the delicious Jayne. What a great fuck this woman was! She obviously continued to measure herself up against her sister and as long as that meant that he could control her and have Jayne fuck him on command, Race was all for the sibling rivalry!

Bouncing up and down on his cock, Jayne watched her sister suck Sparks. Jayne was turned on by this and bounced faster and faster. He was about to explode deep inside her. Race barely heard ole Sparky make that offer and reach for the blank contract!

"NO!"

Jayne responded -

"It's, OK baby cum for me!"

That did it. Race's dam burst and he came inside Jayne waves of pent up cum rolling out. Gasping he said -

"No, no Jayne not you. I mean thank you, I mean "

" LEXIE don't sign that! You haven't had me yet"

Unceremoniously he dumped poor Jayne off his lap, and ran over snatching the blank contract out of Sparks' trembling hands. He realized that everyone was staring at him. Lexie though, was the only unfazed one in the whole group. She had continued to suck Spark's big cock the whole time. What a keeper, Race thought. He spoke again -

"Sorry about that. I just meant that you hadn't yet heard my offer Lexie. I'm sure Jayne would agree that it always pays to know your options! Uh, you two go ahead and, er, finish ..."

 

[chanaud]

Lexie

Before anyone could say anything, an announcement were heard over the built in Bose speakers.

“This is your captain speaking. We are due to land in Miami International Airport in 10 minutes. Please return to your seat and fasten your seatbelt.”

I released Sparks’ cock and instructed him. “Don’t move.”

Sparks nodded in agreement. “Hurry up, doll. You heard the captain.” His hand guided my head back on his manhood. We were on the same page. My hands gripped his hips tightly while my mouth took him whole. My tongue snaked around his underside, encouraging him…coaxing him.

“Oh yessss baby…you sure know how to suck cock, don’t you?” Sparks helmet widened in enjoyment, making me gag. Still, I continued on. I sucked him harder and faster, vibrating him with my moans. Slurping sounds were the only noise that was heard.

“Oh yessss…I’m cuuuuuminggg…” Sparks screamed out his warning. My hand gripped his cock, drawing his cum into my waiting mouth.

 

[ariosto]

He held Lexi's head steady as the plane began it's slow descent and his cum began it's rapid ascent !
From the corner of his eye he saw Race and Jayne both trying to look preoccupied with something else besides Lexi's pretty face bobbing up and down the length of his shaft...
Ok He'd make a big production of it...

"OH GOD BABY!...SUCK IT...SWALLOW IT!"
He arched his hips up until he was buried in her hot sweet mouth and throat right to his tight round balls.

"I"m gonna CUMMMMM!...BUCKETS...GALLONS....GODDDDDD!"

The plane staggered as Spark pilot leaned far over in his seat to see what was wrong with his boss!
Jayne and Race were not trying to look anywhere else right now but were rivetted to Lexi's flushed face and eagerly gyrating body as she prepared to receive the torrential explosion of
Spark jism he was so loudly forecasting.
"OH SWEET JESUS BABY...ARE YOU READY...are you...READY!"

She paused long enough to look at his
grimacing face and sort of nodded.

"HERE IT COMES...MY GOD!...I"M FUCKING EXPLODING!"

Later in the rest room as the plane taxied into it's space,
Lexi looked in the mirror and wiped the little dribble of cum from her chin.
She frowned...an explosion!
The waterslowly leaking from the tap would have described it better!

 

[mya]

Jayne

Things had gotten a little out of my control during the flight. I sure as hell hadn’t expected to fuck any man let alone a business contact. But oh what a fuck it had been. And it wasn’t just the screwing that had caught me off guard, for once I’d decided I could not bare NOT to screw Race Brannon, that part had been easy. But before we could finish, both men were suddenly offering Lexie business deals with their cocks hanging out and their own orgasms pending. I’d never seen anything quite like that. Though I was relieved that Race had at least cum for me before unceremoniously dropping me on the floor to pursue Lexie for the damn contract. Score one more for Lexie though, she had yet again managed to snag a man’s attention away from me, even if this time it had been for a contract instead of for her body.

I buttoned my blouse and straightened my skirt as Race and I watched Lexie finish off her blow job on Curt Sparks. He sure enjoyed his orgasm in Lexie’s mouth if the moans and groans and yells of pleasure coming from his mouth were anything to go by. Obviously Lexie’s blow job skills had only improved over the years.

The plane landed with Race, Curt and myself all sitting quietly waiting for Lexie’s return. "Well gentlemen," I addressed both men sitting with me, "that was some method of negotiating you both possess!" Both men chuckled. As the plane taxied to a stop, Lexie joined us, looking as fresh as a daisy yet again. I couldn’t help but wonder just how Lexie did it. As we traipsed through the airport enroute to a taxi cab that would take us to the fancy restaurant Curt had made reservations at, I nabbed Lexie’s arm and steered her towards the ladies room. "Excuse us momentarily gentlemen. My sister and I have to freshen up after that "hot" trip."

As the bathroom door swung shut, I turned to Lexie. "So Lex? Which deal do you think you want to go with so far? Curt’s little strip show routine? Notice he originally was offering you $20 grand a show, but with his dick in your mouth, he was spouting off numbers about splitting the profits on 40k! I’m sure we have lots of room to negotiate on his deal. By the way Dear, I may have underestimated your negotiating talents before now. I may have to had blow jobs into my own negotiating repertoire!" Lexie looked overwhelmed. Perhaps I was giving her too much information all at once, but time was of the essence with the two eager business men waiting for us in the Lobby. "Then there is the whole sister act thing Sparks was on about. Not that I’m saying I’d be willing to get naked along with you and do a sister act for double the money, how would you feel about it—if say I was? Then there is Race’s deal. So far he’s offered a 50 k signing bonus on a book and movie rights, but he’s yet to give us any of the real details. We really have no idea how much money ultimately that he is talking about." My face got all dreamy as I remembered the thorough screwing I’d just received from Race before I continued on, " Though I must admit, so far I like his ‘deal’ better. Perhaps we should concentrate on his deal hmmmm? See what else he has to offer? What do you think Sis?"

 

[darrenfate]

Race

Race's cell phone rang. This call changed everything. It was his long time buddy Jasper from Vegas.

Hey Race, you'll never believe what I just saw. Joseph Arpegio is here, yes that one! Now shut up and listen. You know this is what you have been paying me to follow him for, right? Well the dish he's with not ten minutes ago gets in a big fight with him at the Bellagio craps table.

This dame throws a drink in his face and then chucks her 4 carat diamond out to the crowd. She was to be restrained for God's sake. Listen. They are through! I heard him sick his legal dogs on her. This is your big chance pal. Now you know the Joe won't be alone for long.

Start the plan. Later <click>

"Fuck"

Race said out loud, only to be greeted by a sullen stare from the recently satisfied Sparks. Race knew that he had to get them all to Vegas and fast. Arpegio was a multimillionaire owner of the Luxor who had a taste for women and a distrust of single strangers. Oddly, he preferred to gamble elsewhere. Why try and win his own money?

Race needed Sparks and Jayne to be part of a group with Lexie to ease Arpegio's ever present suspicions. He never, ever talked to single women. Too risky. Hell Race could be her brother anything so Lexie would be available. Then Lexie could convince him to get in a rigged high stakes game of chance with Race. This was it the con of his career was at hand.

Lexie and Jayne came back all smiles. They settled in, snapping their seat belts on in preparation for the landing. Race spoke and without a tremor in his voice told a stone faced lie of Moby Dick proportions -

"I just got a call. Our producers want to meet Lexie. Tonight. They need to make their decision, and I told them you could be there. They have parts in it for Jayne and Sparks too. No fooling. Hey if Bob Barker gets cameos, you can too! Look, Sparks. Here's the deal. We can hop off and book passage on the next commercial flight or charter. But I'd rather fly this jet with you.

Oh, and ladies, don't worry about the clothes. I'll buy everyone all new outfits when we arrive. We'll stay at the Bellagio. On me. Nothing but the best for all of you! So, what do you say? Its now or never Lexie ..."

 

[chanaud]

"What do I think?!" I thought carefully at what my sister Jayne was telling me. If she thinks she's cutting in on my deal, she's got another thing coming. I'm the star and I am not sharing it with her, family or not!

"ermmm....sure Jayne." There should stalle her for now. I will tell her how I really feel later after Race and Sparks are in my back pocket, or mouth, or wherever it takes.

When we returned to our seats, Race had exciting news. His eyes were blazing with excitement as he told us a producer was waiting for us in Vegas! And in Luxor of all places. I've heard of the ritzy hotel from my previous male suitors. Yesss, I'm going to Vegas! I have arrived!!!

The idea of Vegas thrilled me. I felt my body tingle again. But, I had to control my excitement. I didn't want Race to think he can control me. I knew his name suited him and if he was given the opportunity he will try to control the whole show. No, he was another one I had to show who's boss.

"Sure, Vegas sounds good. But, I was promised a dinner and I'm in the mood to eat."

I looked at him boldly with my back slightly arched making sure my breasts were staring right at him. I felt my nipples rise to the occasion.

"But Lexie, we have to leave now in order to make it there in time. The producers are waiting for you."

His eyes didn't miss a beat. He was talking to my breasts.

My bottom lip quivered slightly. "But, I'm hungry. You do want me at my best, don't you? Beside, if they want me bad enough they can wait. I'm sure you already that all good things come to he who waits."

I leaned foward towards Race to pick up a piece of an imagainary lint dust from the floor. My breasts almost fell out from my low cut V line. Sparks's eyes didn't miss a beat. I felt his eyes scorching my breasts.

Too focused on Race, I never noticed Jayne breathing hard and fuming at me...

 

[ariosto]

Sparks


Sparks watched the byplay between the two sisters with interest. He watched Race's performance with suspician.
It takes a con to know a con and though his own deal in this instance was legitimate, he'd spent his entire life putting one thing or another over on the public and he knew bull shit when he heard it.

"I think dinner is a capitol idea. Nothing like oral sex to whet the appetite eh?"
Lexi blushed slightly and smiled archly, rearanging her breasts for optimum viewing pleasure.
"And I'm sure after your performance Race that you and Jaynie must be starved for real food.
May I suggest the Chez Tres Unique It's specializes in nouvelle nouvelle cuisine and has one damned sexy floor show."
Race looked dubious, Jayne looked offended...Jaynie!
Lexi looked like, well like Lexi.

"Tell you what folks, I've been thinking. I kind of like Race's plan afterall and I think in an ambience as pleasent as we'll find there I might figure a way that we can all have our cake and eat it too."
The Sparks trademark grin lit up his face.

"I'll even pick up the tip old man."
He put his arm around Race's shoulder.
"Now what do ya say? They can be refueling the plane for the Vegas hop and we can take off when we get back.
We'll be there in a jiffy...afterburners the whole way.

 

[mya]

Jayne...breaks free of all her responsibilities.

Just what the hell was Lexie doing! Just when I’d begun to loosen up and come to grips with the fact that she could make some decent money with her body, she turned the charm back on to both Race and Curt. Dammit, she just couldn’t leave well enough alone. All that talk on the plane of "oh I can’t possibly fuck until I make a deal…and I promised Jayne". Bullshit…all of it. Lexie just couldn’t stand not to be the center of attention. And now that Race was done with me, she was bound and determined to have both men eating out of her "boobs" apparently. My eyes shot daggers at the slut of a sister of mine. She made me so angry. Instantly I was transported back to our youth…a time that when and if a boy showed any interest to me, she instantly turned on her teasing charm and lured the guy away from me right into her well used little bed. Not one of them mattered one little bit to Lexie, they were all just conquests, a notch on her well notched bed post, and more than anything else—another boy who she could just take away from me. Sometimes I hated that slut.

I smiled pleasantly covering my deep anger for my sister watching her contrived little girl pout as she batted her eyelashes. God...did no man see through her games? Race was in a hurry to get to Vegas, Curt apparently was not. And Lexie, well was Lexie. She wanted it all and she wanted it her way…she was such a little brat. I had honestly been starting to get excited about this deal she was about to land, and with the return to her childish ways, my excitement began to wane. Screw her. Let the little tramp figure out the business end of things all by herself. I was going to have a damn good time…for me, and me alone.

Turning to the fellas, the joviality of my voice a direct contrast to the barb in my words, "Well boys, it’s obvious Lexie does not need me to help her with her business deals. I can see she knows exactly which of her ASS-ets to use to get the best deal and I’m sure you’d all never screw her…well at least not in a business deal and that’s all that really matters. I mean after all she’s been fucked by better men than you before, so what’s another two eh?" For the first time in my life I couldn’t help myself as I began to let off steam in my tirade.

"I’m no longer here as Lexie’s business advisor…I’m merely along for the ride. But I want it made perfectly clear, Lexie is on her own in her business dealings from here on in. I’m just along for the fun now. Perhaps you can help me do a little shopping in Vegas Curt? I think I need a whole new wardrobe hmmmmmm? I’ve been thinking of a make-over for a while now…you know those "before" and "after" things you see in magazines all the time." I blushed softly. I was beginning to sound more like Lexie than I thought possible. But I didn’t give a rat’s ass. If she wanted to play the spoiled brat, fine by me. I’d leave her in my dust, and move on without her. As I continued I could see Lexie’s own anger in her face. Good. I continued chatting to the fellas, "And I certainly can use some help picking out some…well let’s just say, some snappier new outfits." I turned to Race desperate to get some kind of a reading on whether or not the sex we’d recently shared had any lasting effect or not. "How about it Race…are you still interested in having me along for the ride?" I sent him a knowing grin. Excuse me one moment please.

I grabbed my cell phone from my purse and dialed my secretary. "Hello Andrew, Jayne here. I’ve had an unexpected emergency business venture come up. Clear my calendar for the next week please. I won’t be available for calls, but I’ll check in every few days." I turned the phone off and dumped it back in my purse. I didn’t care whether we stayed for dinner or whether we hopped on the plane and headed straight for Vegas right now. I was excited at the possibilities awaiting the new me. Beaming a radiant smile at my group, "I’m ready. Let’s have some fun!"

 

[darrenfate]

Race

Jayne, Jayne Jayne Jayne Jayne!

What a bitch! What a tirade! She was sexy, silver tongued, jealous, smart and harsh but still a conniving bitch! Jayne shot up about ten points in Race's estimation. Clearly, it ran in the family. Oh how he loved his job! Race raised his champagne glass in a toast -

To fun! And to the two most interesting sisters I have ever met. Cheers!

As they all drank the plane's wheels touched down.

Look out Miami! Trouble just arrived.

As they filed off the plane, a limo pulled up. Sparks led the way down the ramp, and with a florish ushered them inside. Race had top admit that the man had style. Every detail was planned. What a guy.

The ride to Miami beach was over in what seemed like a few minutes. They pulled up to a lavish club, with tuxedoed valets. Jayne hung on Spark's arm as they walked, with Lexie and Race behind. Race stopped and pulled Lexie aside as the other two went in.

Let's talk -

Lexie, we have an incredible new opportunity in Vegas, different from what I told you about before. Here are the details .....

Race proceeded to tell her the whole scam down to the most minute detail. Lexie tried to be coy but her shining eyes betrayed her interest. She was hooked and Race knew it.

.... so you see, you are the right woman for the job! I tell you baby you and I will go far! The sky is the limit and in Vegas that is very, very high indeed. 50 - 50 partners. What do you say?

 

[chanaud]

Lexie

My deep, low, sultry voice matched my half closed eyes as I stood in my beauty pageant stance, breasts high and nipples standing at attention.

You know something? You remind me of someone. Hhmmmm…Who can it be? Ahhh yessss…You are the male version of ME! What a clever idea. Of course, I’m in.

My scarlet polished fingertip started at his neck and followed down his chest to….

The only thing is….we have to somehow get rid of Sparks and my sister. Don’t worry about my sister. I can handle her. I’ve been able to handle her all my life.

And I meant every word of it. Race’s hard chiseled face was wearing the most delicious wicked grin. Mine matched his equally.

“No we need Sparks and Jayne as a front. We’ll pretend to go along with their deal while we work on our own.”

My head shook in amazement. Race was brilliant! He is someone who can teach me the ways of the world. Yes, I think I’ll keep him until…

Race’s extended his arm out, his hand ready to shake mine, “What do you say? Are we partners?”

Instead of extending my hand to his, I wrapped my arms around his neck and drew him to me. My nipples were on cue, ready to drill holes into his solid chest. Our lips locked into a passionate long kiss. When we finally separated, I took a few moments to sedate my breathing before I told him, ”Come on partner, let’s get this dinner over with.

Jayne and Sparks shot us an evil glare when we caught up to them. The restaurant was certainly first rate. The menu was in French. Since Jayne studied in France, she was the only one fluent and ordered for all of us. It was nice being in the company with a famous person because the staff was fawning all over us.

In the midst of our dinner, the lights dimmed and the red velvety curtains parted slowly revealing the most beautiful blonde in a form fitting, white, sequined gown and matching gloves. Race and Sparks were sitting up with interest but soon relaxed as her voice carried over the microphone. She had the huskiest voice for a woman. Jayne laughed in appreciation. I looked around, perplexed because I didn’t get it. Why was everyone laughing politely? Race leaned in, amused by my naivety, She’s in drag, Lexie.

Got it! Only then did I relax enough to enjoy the show.

 

[ariosto]

Sparks was no fool. As he sat at the table he could sense Lexi drifting strongly and in more ways than one towards Race...the bastard!
He looked at Jayne, she was full of potential but her main draw waould be as Lexi's sister. The blonde still had the name and the charisma...fuck if he'd give up now.

His hand was working it's way up Jaynes thigh as his mind cococted and discarded plan after plan...finally a light dawned!
It was radical but it might work.
His fingers had slid her under her panties and were playing across her moist sex when he leaned over and whispered...
Meet me by the pay phone next to the mens lounge in three minutes sweetie.

Then he stood up.
"Hey I need to make a call and forgot my cellphone in the limo!"
He flashed that smile,
"Be right back."

On the way out of the dining room he keyed his phone to alocal number he knew pretty well.
"Shannon, it's me Curt Sparks. Yeah I know it's been a while.
Listen you want to make 10 g's.......I thought you would.
It has to do with a kidnapping....Ok Ok!...15 then, but it has to be tonight."

Slate Shannon was an ancient SOB but when a dirty job needed doing he was tough as nails and never failed.

 

[mya]

Jayne

I did my best to ignore Lexie as she continued to get cozy with Race as we walked into the restaurant. I was sure the more I allowed my anger to show, the more it would spur her on. I was here for a good time so instead I concentrated on Curt. After all two could play at Lexie’s game.

Dinner went off without a hitch. Well except for Lexie not figuring out that stage show with the singing ladies weren’t. I enjoyed the drag queens even more once I realized Lexie was showing just what a ditz she could be sometimes. I laughed appreciating having position of ignorance. Finally I saw the light go on as Race leaned over and whispered in her ear. Obviously at least this time, his whispers were educational as opposed to sexual.

I was surprised by Curt’s bold touch as the floor show went on in the dim room. His hands sliding up my thigh sent delightful shivers down my spine. I held myself still not wanting to draw Lexie’s attention to Curt’s newest game. It felt too good, and she’d just want to take him away from me if she knew he was actually making a move on me. I held a tight grin, hoping it would look natural to Race and Lexie as Curt’s fingers actually slid inside my panties under the table cloth. As he leaned in, my mind raced ahead imagining all the wonderfully romantic things he would whisper in my ear. His hurried whisper of "Meet me by the pay phone next to the men’s lounge in three minutes Sweetie" were not quite what I’d hoped for. But then again, maybe he wanted to go some where more private…and that was A.OK with me. I flashed him a brighter smile to indicate I’d understood he wanted to go somewhere alone.

As he made his excuses to the rest of the table before leaving, I was fairly certain Lexie had no idea Curt had just picked me for some fun, and not her. Good. I had no plans of letting her in on it for surely she’d just turn her attentions on Curt to take him away from me too. I sat at the table for a couple more minutes, watching as Race’s arm curled around her shoulders, as his finger drew light strokes over her shoulders. Lexie of course absolutely glowed under his attentions. The sight made me more determined to meet Curt. "Excuse me, I need to find the lady’s room. Be a couple of Sweethearts and stay here to hold the table OK. I’ll be right back." Without waiting for their response, I picked up my purse and headed for the entrance of the restaurant and the washrooms.

I walked up behind Curt as he was hanging the pay phone in it’s cradle. My hand touched his back, "Whew, I think I got away Curt. They don’t suspect a thing!" Curt smoothed his suit coat as he turned and flashed me a bright grin. "Suspect a thing? There’s nothing to worry about My Dear," Curt worked to soothe my suspicions. "Oh I know that! I may not be all that experienced, but I’m not a virgin Curt…I’m not at all worried." Curt relaxed as he realized I’d heard nothing of his earlier phone conversation. "How’s about you and me get to your limo quick and head for a hotel hmmmmm? Before that nosy sister of mine comes looking for me in the lady’s room. What do you say Curt?" I smiled at him, eager to get out of there before Lexie showed up. For once I wanted to get a man without her distracting him. I looked over my shoulder nervously, sure she’d show up any second and ruin my plans.

I trailed along nail down Curt’s shirt clad chest, scraping the nail over his male nipple as I batted my eyelashes up at him. Time was of the essence and I had to lure Curt away fast! "Come on Curt. I promise you that you will not be disappointed. I then stood on my tiptoes and laid my lips softly on his, parting them and sliding my tongue between his lips for further incentive. Curt groaned and pulled me closer to deepen and enjoy the kiss. I pulled away teasingly…I had no time for that here and now. I snagged his hand in mine and headed for the door. "Come on Sexy…let’s go find that car and driver of yours."

As Curt passed the maitre d’ at the door, he flashed a warm confident smile before telling him, "Mr. Bannon is picking up the cheque. Dinner was absolutely fabulous. Have a good night now." And then we were outside in the cloying Florida humidity as the darkness of the night gave us some cover. Suddenly I felt like I just might successfully give my sister the slip after all.