Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. (C) Copyright 2002-2003. M.C. All Rights Reserved. All Reproduction for fee or profit forbidden. Copies of my stories can be downloaded from: </files/Authors/MikeC/> What do you think of the story? Send comments and suggestions to MikeC@NSpace.net ============= James Part IX. Soaring Visions James68 "Wakey wakey!" A soft voice whispered in my ear, followed by a soft tongue as someone stroked my cock. Someone other than the speaker as the hand was soon joined by lips and tongue tasting and kissing my balls. "Are you awake, hon?" Jules nibbled my ear. "Mmmm, not sure." I sighed, which turned into a moan as another mouth slipped over my erection, "If this is a dream, I don't ever want to wake!" "Don't forget you promised to pick your sister up today!" Sara's voice and tongue appeared at my other ear. "W-what time is it?" I managed, in step with the bobbing on my groin. "Six." "Six!?" No wonder the stars were still out. "So you'll have time to recover when we're through with you!" Sara giggled. "That's nice of you..." I faded off, needing all my attention to coordinate the two kissing and sucking machines at my crotch. Sara licked her way across my face and started kissing me, as Jules began licking my nipple. I reached out and there were boobs and wet pussies everywhere on the inflatable pad we used on the beach, not to mention four sets of lips and tongues doing marvelous things to my body. "Is he close?" Sara paused to ask. "Mmnnpf-nnnmmff!" Celeste answered. "Ten seconds, right hon?" Sherri laughed, before diving down again with wet slobbering kisses. "Or less..." Jules nipped me and reached to push her sister's mouth deep over my cock. "Hunnh!" I choked out and, as I sank into Celeste's deliciously churning throat, my balls tightened and I came, nerves ringing with each shot. "Hey, stop hogging everything!" Jules laughed, still holding Celeste's head against my crotch. "Ow! She bit me!" I pulled away as Celeste gasped for air. "Oooh, poor baby!" Sherri leaned over and started kissing my cock gently. With a bit of adjusting, she managed to take the place of Celeste's mouth on me. "Hey, don't be so nice to him! He was so mean!" Celeste complained hoarsely, "I was choking all over his stuff!" She took a few more deep breaths, then, "Hey, that wasn't your hand on me!" She climbed up and confronted me, "Was it?" "Ooops, time to get breakfast ready!" Jules laughed and tugged Sara off the pad. "Hey you, I want to talk to... Mmmmph" I cut Celeste off with a warm kiss, carefully tasting my come. She looked up at me and nestled her head against my neck, "Was it good? For you?" She whispered. "You're amazing, baby, you know it!" I stroked her hair as she gave little kisses on my neck. "You always treat me so well." "I want to.." She sighed, "And I want you to show me what you want me to do..." She leaned up and pressed our lips together. Sherri had been doing wonderful things with her mouth and hands and now she rolled up, "I'm going to help with the food," She led Celeste's hand to my erection, "Enjoy..." With smiling kisses, she rose gracefully and joined her giggling friends. "Hmmm, the darling..." Celeste sighed as she helped me roll on top and inserted me in her warm tunnel. "Yes, mmmm, love. You feel good!" She shivered, "Yesss, I need it! I need you..." I started fucking with long strokes and leaned to kiss her nose. She caressed my cheek and smiled angelically. "I love you..." We whispered and slowly, gloriously, we rode the crests of our pleasure. The girls were grilling slabs of fish steak in a cast iron pan over a wood fire they had prepared on the beach. They had somehow been able to liberate a couple of steaks from Al's party last night and, along with salad and dressing, it made for a sumptuous feast on the deserted sands of Drake Island. I laid on Celeste's lap as they used my body for a table, and fed me as we laughed with shared joy and togetherness. "OK, time for you to go!" Celeste declared as soon as I was done eating, "Mustn't keep Erin waiting!" She hustled me to my clothes. "Why are you in such a rush to get rid of me?" "We have to get back to the Marina for appearances, and--" Celeste grinned, "--Jules has a LOT of making up to do for the indignities she caused me this morning!" While I dressed, the girls, still in their naked glory, cleaned up the camp site and helped pre-flight the plane. We hitched lines to MiniMax and they took turns giving me soft warm kisses before I boarded the plane and they towed MiniMax out to deeper water. With Sherri and Sara at the conn, the sisters decided to get a headstart on their planned activities. Standing at the back of the boat, they shared a long gentle kiss, their hands drifting with fleeting caresses. At Celeste's urging, Jules slipped down, trailing kisses and licks as she sank to her knees. Tenderly, almost reverently, she parted Celeste's soft folds and dipped a tongue inside. I could almost hear Celeste's cries of pleasure over the combined noises of our engines as Jules lovingly explored her sister's sex and worshiped her breasts with upstretched hands. I got an extra 10 minutes of their sapphic show while I was towed to the start of my take-off groove. In the breaking dawn, the sisters were a gleaming tangle of arms and legs, and when Sherri came back to unhitch me she, too became enmeshed in their tableau. It was hard to pull my eyes away from the display of tantalizing female flesh before me, but I made sure everything was ship-shape for my trip, then I smiled and waved goodbye cheerily, singing under my breath, "Love me two times, babe, Love me twice today, Love me two times, girl, I'm goin' away..." In the cold morning air, I pulled up to 800 feet and watched the sun peek over the horizon, waking the earth and its ant-sized inhabitants. Pink and pastel swirls gave way to fluffy clouds and darkness became life and warmth. The crow-fly distance from Brookhaven to the camp was about the same as from the Lake but I did not have to fly the dogleg required to avoid the airport and the USAF Gunnery Range. With the coordinates already dialed into the GPS, all I had to do was maintain level flight and follow the arrow. Even though the tanks were filled the evening before, giving me the range to complete the return trip, there would not be a lot of margin, so I decided to play it safe and refueled at the flight park which supplied Jules the last time we were up. I overflew the island camp from the landward side and out into the lake, where I looped and hissed to a landing in the still water. I had just stepped out the cockpit when my ribs were wrung out with Erin's enthusiastic hug. "See? It's my brother. And he's gonna let me fly today!" She announced to one and all, then, to me, "Right?" "Are you good enough?" I retorted. "See this?" She pointed to the tattered remains of the flight manual stuck in her pocket, "There is not a word in there I don't know by heart." "Yeah but do you remember how they are strung together though?" I turned and looked at her traveling kit with dismay, "You know, we may need two trips just for your luggage!" "Don't be such a jerk! There's lots of space for it!" "OK, start packing and let me say goodbye to Angela." Erin's coach was watching us and smiled when I walked up, "It doesn't seem like such a bad way to travel after all." She shook my hand. "No, it's a lot of fun - as long as you can find gas, and," I gestured at Erin's load, "As long as you don't try and carry too much in it!" "Remember to have Erin safely in the gym on Wednesday! I can't afford to lose another National athlete!" At my look she quirked her lips and nodded at the plane, "Your sister can tell you about it, she appears raring to go!" She had finished the external inspections and I helped her turn the plane around, then settled in the co-pilot position as Erin cleaned the lexan surfaces. Finally satisfied that nothing was amiss, she clambered inside and buckled in for takeoff. She gunned the engine and leaned out, "Bye guys! Love you all!" Suddenly their shrieks completely overwhelmed the noise of the engine. I clamped the headphones over my ears and their cries and yells accompanied us out to the center of the lake. After an impeccable takeoff, she did an equally impressive job of trimming for cruise. "Cara and Ami's left the program, you know." Erin said quietly. "Oh, Angela mentioned something just now - what happened?" "Cara's hip injury flared up and she went home on Tuesday. Her doctor's told her she'll need surgery if she wants to compete; and there's a possibility it may aggravate the situation." "Is it serious?" "Normally, no. Neuropraxia of the sciatic nerve is painful but nothing a few months of rest can't heal. But that would set her training back the entire season, so..." She sighed. "And Ami?" "She was going to quit at the end of the Summer - she just moved it ahead a month or so - to keep Cara company..." She faded. "Are you OK?" "Yeah, I guess. It's good we had a chance to talk about it and get it cleared up before any of this happened... But they're gonna stay on at the gym helping with the younger kids, so we'll still see each other." I showed her the GPS-programmed route back to the Lake. "Follow the river until the first way-point, then you have to cut across at 137 degrees to avoid air traffic and the USAF shooting at you. Jules must've told you the lake here is 750 above sea level, so stay above 1000 indicated until the second way-point." "You mean you're really gonna let me fly all the way?" "Yeah, why not? I know you won't let anything hurt me - it'll break Mom's heart; I'm her favorite son, you know!" "You're her ONLY son, idiot!" She laughed, "Just for that, I have a reward for you..." She leaned back and hauled out a bag of snacking greens, along with a quart of dip, "I 'requisitioned' this from the kitchen for you," She giggled, "And there's a rhubarb pie somewhere in the back too." "Did you remember the ice-cream?" "Get real! We finished all the good stuff last night! We only had chili and toast for breakfast!" She laughed some more, "But I have faith you'll do justice to this." While Erin ooh'd and ahhh'd at the scenery, I busied myself with the vegetable, even though the dip was a bit too vinegary. It left just enough room for the pie, which Erin also declined. I wiped my mouth, burped, and went to sleep. As impressed as Erin was with Lake Eyrie and the Wheel, she was more eager to see her friends, especially after we called Mom and were told there would be a homecoming meal waiting for us. Less than an hour after Erin's picture perfect landing at the Lake, we had transferred her junk into the Bimmer and were on our way home. To our surprise, Ami, Cara and THEIR parents were there as well. I got a hug from Ami, who was sparkling in a peasant blouse and tight jeans. She felt pretty good too. Cara shook my hand, then turned that into a hug as well, "How are you?" I said softly, "No pain?" "Some, but nothing serious." She sighed, "But I'm kinda still in shock." "Yeah - it's a tough decision, even if you're expecting it." Erin came over and the three hugged each other. In two seconds they were squealing and jabbering about every thing at once. Dismissed, I turned my attention to the food. Mom had pulled all the stops - roast chicken, potatoes, and Dad was grilling 'burgers and steaks in the back. I even got a beer from him. Then Mom pulled out a cheese cake with "COLLEGE!" emblazoned on it. Apparently Nicole had called her with the good news. "Your teacher has done so much for you!" Mom declared, "I want you to make sure you thank her for us!" She hugged me, "And I'm SO proud of you! You've really taken charge of your life, and--" She held me at arms length, "--you've grown so handsome!" "I've always been handsome, Mom," I sniffed, "Now I'm ruggedly so..." "Now you're obesely so!" Snickered Erin. "Don't listen to her, Mom, she's just jealous she doesn't have my alluring physique!" They were choking with laughter by then and it gave me a chance to start eating. "Tell us where we are going!" They asked as soon as my mouth stopped chewing, about an hour later. "It's called Brookhaven, one of the so called 'Golden Isles', a private island that is a prime resort town. We are testing a boat there and the owner of the marina has given us a condo for the duration." The girls' eyes glowed as I described some of the activities there. Soon after, after hugs all around, we took off for Brookhaven, accompanied by their animated gossip and girl-rock all the way. Their chattering stopped when we reached the causeway leading out into the ocean and they stared at the deep lushness of nature about us, and the sparkling waters of the blue ocean disappearing beyond the horizon. I was resigned to enjoy the view because the line of cars waiting to park stretched beyond the gates. Fortunately, one of the security guards recognized me and waved us through to the reserved area next to the marina, right by Celeste's car. "Wow! I didn't know you were so famous!" Erin laughed giddily as we moved their bags into the condo. "Al, the owner of the marina is also the Mayor here, so..." I shrugged and looked around. Housekeeping, or Sara must have been in - the beds had crispy clean sheets and the place was immaculate. After a whirlwind tour around the house, I took them outside to Creek Lane. We followed the crowd to a large open area where music was playing. On a little stage was a young girl, no doubt from Dave's Talent contest, trying to make herself heard over the noise. Off to one side, Sara, Sherri and Celeste were waving to me. Then they pointed to a table where Jules, Todd and Al were sitting. I led the girls towards the large table, "That's Al, the Mayor, his wife and daughter, both called Lucy." "Who's the hunk?" Ami asked, giggling madly. "Me?" I suggested and got punched vigorously. "Oh, you mean Todd? He's the agent we were talking about." "And that's Laura, his girlfriend." Jules added, as she stood to hug us. After quick introductions she dragged me away. "Let's get you some food." Jules snuggled against me, "Actually the girls want to do a song for you..." A bright smile lit up Sara's face as she saw us and she waited until we were up close to the stage. As Celeste and Sherri played their intro, Sara sat on the edge and blew a kiss to Jules, whose head rested soft on my shoulder. Then, turning her soulful gaze on me, and into the sudden silence around us, Sara began, "As the midnight moon was drifting through The lazy sway of the trees I saw the look in your eyes, lookin' into mine Seeing what you wanted to see Movements ceased as couples held each other and swayed to the intoxicating words and voice of my lovely songstress. Darlin' don't say a word, cause I already heard What your body's sayin' to mine: I'm tired of fast moves I've got a slow groove on my mind... Sara's voice dropped to a husky whisper. I got a man with a slow hand I got a lover with an easy touch I found somebody who will spend some time Not come and go in a heated rush I found somebody who will understand When it comes to love, I want a slow hand." She reached down, and our fingers touched. ============= (C) Copyright 2002. M.C. All Rights Reserved. All Reproduction for fee or profit forbidden. Copies of my stories can be downloaded from: </files/Authors/MikeC/> What do you think of the story? Send comments and suggestions to MikeC@NSpace.net