Honey123
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[B]Sister Act[/B]
Honey watches the droplets as they fall and splash onto her leg. Without missing a beat, she dips her finger into the water, trailing it to where her thighs meet her finger linger there. Moaning, Honey closes her eyes while arching her back, her neck tilting, "That feels delicious!" She whispers, her eyes forming slits as she gazes upon the girl in front of her.
Just then there is loud crash and bright light from the outside floods the little staging area in the bar. Everyone rises to their feet. All except Honey. She knows who it is. There is only one person who can make an entrance like that.
“Ok...where is the bitch!” Honey closes her eyes again and wishes she never made that call.
“Oh fuck!” A loud voice echoes through the room. “What are you doing here?”
Honey opens her eyes and stands up on her tippy toes to see who just recognized her twin. ‘The redheaded guy, the gorgeous one?’ Honey pushes through the remaining strippers and stands in front of them.
“Carson? Carson?” Scarlett laughs, approaching the men sitting in the chairs at the foot of the stage. “Oh my, this is interesting...” Scarlett voice trails off as she scans the group, looking for her sister.
When Scarlett sees Honey, she crooks a finger at her, beckoning her to come closer. Obediently, Honey walks over to her sister. Normally Honey would have lowered her gaze, but today, after two drinks on an empty stomach could handle anything Scarlett was going to dish out.
“Honey? You do realize you are no match for these people, especially alone? What the fuck are you doing, little sister, and why did you disobey me?”
Scarlett is all of 2 minutes older than Honey and she never, ever lets her forget that she is the “older” twin. Honey has been riding in Scarlett’s shadow for years; through school, college and work. And now this! Honey needed Scarlett’s help and this is what Scarlett revels in.
“First off, what are you doing here, Scarlett?” The man Scarlett called Carson says. His voice is filled with something, some type of emotion that makes Honey realize these two have a past. Honey becomes extremely curious and moves closer to Scarlett.
“This little number here is my sister....” Scarlett starts, not letting Carson’s surprised expression or stuttered “Wh–what?” stop her. But then again, little does. “My twin sister. I got an emergency call from her. Seems like big sister is here to help...yet again!” Scarlett makes a point to look directly at Honey.
Honey knows the game Scarlett is setting up. This will be no normal twin strip routine. No...not for Scarlett. Honey notices for the first time, the bag Scarlett is holding. A bag of “goodies”, as Scarlett always refers to them. Honey feels butterflies in her stomach and a tugging in her body. She always enjoys her sister’s goodies and knows Scarlett recently bought some very interesting new toys.
Honey licks her lips and glances up at Scarlett, her eyes full of anticipation. Scarlett arches her eyebrows and gives her a smirk, nodding and patting Honey on the head.
“Sisters? Twins?” Carson’s voice is filled with disbelief. Getting off his chair, he saunters over to Scarlett and Honey and runs his fingers through Honey’s hair. “Yes...but why does this little twat have her hair straight?”
“Go fix it!” Scarlett hisses at Honey. The sound of Scarlett’s disapproving voice and the way Carson allows his hand to run through Honey’s hair and down her back disturbs and excites Honey.
As Honey makes her way to the restroom, she glances at Willow who stands speechless watching her. Turning away from Willow’s curious eyes, Honey slips through the bathroom door. Looking at herself in the mirror, Honey bites her lip and turns on the water. She worked hard getting her hair to be straight, damn it. Damn Scarlett...damn her bet and damn Rhys. She had no idea what she was getting into.
Shaking her head, she dips it under the running water, which turns her long flowing locks into wet ringlets. With her head under the running water, Honey doesn’t hear the door open and close behind her. Lifting her head, she jumps when she sees Willow behind her.
"Hey...you ok?" Willow asks, her hands coming to Honey's shoulders, turning her around so they face each other.
"Yeah. It's just..." At a loss for words, Honey shrugs her shoulders, giving Willow a half-smile, half-smirk.
"Don't I just look lovely?" Honey laughs, attempting to calm herself down with some humor. Turning back to the mirror, Honey glanced at Willow, their eyes locking.
Moving closer, Willow places a hand on Honey's hip, while using the other to lift the wet curls letting the water drip down Honey's back. Shivers run through Honey's as Willow traces the water down her spine and between the cheeks of her ass.
While watching each other in the mirror, Honey presses back against Willow, covering the girl's soft hand with her own. Smiling, Willow brushes Honey's hair away from her neck, lowering her lips to Honey's ear. Her tongue lightly grazing the skin of Honey's ear. Honey instinctively raises a hand and runs her fingers through Willows hair. Both Honey and Willow slowly slide their hands across Honey's abdomen down to the tiny patch of hair between Honey's legs.
"HONEY!" The voice behind the door shatters the girls reverie and guiltily, they both step away from each other.
"We’ll have time." Willow says to Honey placing a soft kiss upon her lips then opens the bathroom doors, the music and smoke filtering in. Honey notices that the place has suddenly become filled with more people. Mostly customers.
Holding the door open, Honey scans the place trying to locate Scarlett. A laugh escapes Honey's mouth when she finds her.
There's Scarlett, on the stage dressed an embroided antique corset, a pair of silk stockings and four inch stilettos. Her lips were painted bright red, a white choker around her neck and her red mane was wild finishing off her surreal, untamed look. She looked perfect! She looked beautiful. Honey could only gasp, licking her lips as she followed Scarlett’s hand and saw the handcuffs hanging from her fingers.
“Time to take your punishment like a good little girl...” Scarlett’s voice echoed in the room. No one was making a sound, their eyes flickering back and forth at the girls.
The customers and strippers parted like water as she walked past them, her heels clicking on the tiled floor. Honey never realized that she didn’t just “walk”, she practically floated, her hips rolling in a mesmerizing fashion. Wearing a defiant look on her face, Honey stood before Scarlett, waiting. Honey couldn’t help but smile as Scarlett’s low chuckle sent shivers through out her body.
“Tell me, Scarlett...how do you intend to punish your little sister?” Rhys’ voice was deep and thick. You knew it was a question that was on everyone’s mind and Scarlett didn’t intend to vocalize her answer.
‘No.’ Scarlett thought, glancing towards Rhys, Carson and the rest of the crowd. ‘I’ll show them.’
Running a finger up Honey’s torso, Scarlett intended to make Honey pay for pulling her away from her afternoon “pleasures”. Scarlett was enjoying her new toys when Honey’s call came in. ‘Stupid bitch!’ Scarlett shook her head, making Honey’s forehead crinkle in confusion. Giving her a smirk, Scarlett’s fingers slid up and through Honey’s wet hair. As she got to the back of Honey’s head, Scarlett gripped her hair, none too gently making Honey wince and moan out loud.
Carson sat forward in his chair, a smile spreading across his face. ‘Ahhh..’ he thought as he watched the twins on the stage before him. This is the Scarlett he knew so well and adored. She would definitely make this worth watching, even if he wasn’t into females, Scarlett knew how to make anyone horny. Glancing at Rhys, Carson knew that he was getting exciting. He could see Rhys’ hand sliding over the front flap of his trousers and could see the outline of his hard member. Resisting the urge to reach out and stroke it as well, Carson brought his attention back onto the act in progress on the stage.
Honey watches the droplets as they fall and splash onto her leg. Without missing a beat, she dips her finger into the water, trailing it to where her thighs meet her finger linger there. Moaning, Honey closes her eyes while arching her back, her neck tilting, "That feels delicious!" She whispers, her eyes forming slits as she gazes upon the girl in front of her.
Just then there is loud crash and bright light from the outside floods the little staging area in the bar. Everyone rises to their feet. All except Honey. She knows who it is. There is only one person who can make an entrance like that.
“Ok...where is the bitch!” Honey closes her eyes again and wishes she never made that call.
“Oh fuck!” A loud voice echoes through the room. “What are you doing here?”
Honey opens her eyes and stands up on her tippy toes to see who just recognized her twin. ‘The redheaded guy, the gorgeous one?’ Honey pushes through the remaining strippers and stands in front of them.
“Carson? Carson?” Scarlett laughs, approaching the men sitting in the chairs at the foot of the stage. “Oh my, this is interesting...” Scarlett voice trails off as she scans the group, looking for her sister.
When Scarlett sees Honey, she crooks a finger at her, beckoning her to come closer. Obediently, Honey walks over to her sister. Normally Honey would have lowered her gaze, but today, after two drinks on an empty stomach could handle anything Scarlett was going to dish out.
“Honey? You do realize you are no match for these people, especially alone? What the fuck are you doing, little sister, and why did you disobey me?”
Scarlett is all of 2 minutes older than Honey and she never, ever lets her forget that she is the “older” twin. Honey has been riding in Scarlett’s shadow for years; through school, college and work. And now this! Honey needed Scarlett’s help and this is what Scarlett revels in.
“First off, what are you doing here, Scarlett?” The man Scarlett called Carson says. His voice is filled with something, some type of emotion that makes Honey realize these two have a past. Honey becomes extremely curious and moves closer to Scarlett.
“This little number here is my sister....” Scarlett starts, not letting Carson’s surprised expression or stuttered “Wh–what?” stop her. But then again, little does. “My twin sister. I got an emergency call from her. Seems like big sister is here to help...yet again!” Scarlett makes a point to look directly at Honey.
Honey knows the game Scarlett is setting up. This will be no normal twin strip routine. No...not for Scarlett. Honey notices for the first time, the bag Scarlett is holding. A bag of “goodies”, as Scarlett always refers to them. Honey feels butterflies in her stomach and a tugging in her body. She always enjoys her sister’s goodies and knows Scarlett recently bought some very interesting new toys.
Honey licks her lips and glances up at Scarlett, her eyes full of anticipation. Scarlett arches her eyebrows and gives her a smirk, nodding and patting Honey on the head.
“Sisters? Twins?” Carson’s voice is filled with disbelief. Getting off his chair, he saunters over to Scarlett and Honey and runs his fingers through Honey’s hair. “Yes...but why does this little twat have her hair straight?”
“Go fix it!” Scarlett hisses at Honey. The sound of Scarlett’s disapproving voice and the way Carson allows his hand to run through Honey’s hair and down her back disturbs and excites Honey.
As Honey makes her way to the restroom, she glances at Willow who stands speechless watching her. Turning away from Willow’s curious eyes, Honey slips through the bathroom door. Looking at herself in the mirror, Honey bites her lip and turns on the water. She worked hard getting her hair to be straight, damn it. Damn Scarlett...damn her bet and damn Rhys. She had no idea what she was getting into.
Shaking her head, she dips it under the running water, which turns her long flowing locks into wet ringlets. With her head under the running water, Honey doesn’t hear the door open and close behind her. Lifting her head, she jumps when she sees Willow behind her.
"Hey...you ok?" Willow asks, her hands coming to Honey's shoulders, turning her around so they face each other.
"Yeah. It's just..." At a loss for words, Honey shrugs her shoulders, giving Willow a half-smile, half-smirk.
"Don't I just look lovely?" Honey laughs, attempting to calm herself down with some humor. Turning back to the mirror, Honey glanced at Willow, their eyes locking.
Moving closer, Willow places a hand on Honey's hip, while using the other to lift the wet curls letting the water drip down Honey's back. Shivers run through Honey's as Willow traces the water down her spine and between the cheeks of her ass.
While watching each other in the mirror, Honey presses back against Willow, covering the girl's soft hand with her own. Smiling, Willow brushes Honey's hair away from her neck, lowering her lips to Honey's ear. Her tongue lightly grazing the skin of Honey's ear. Honey instinctively raises a hand and runs her fingers through Willows hair. Both Honey and Willow slowly slide their hands across Honey's abdomen down to the tiny patch of hair between Honey's legs.
"HONEY!" The voice behind the door shatters the girls reverie and guiltily, they both step away from each other.
"We’ll have time." Willow says to Honey placing a soft kiss upon her lips then opens the bathroom doors, the music and smoke filtering in. Honey notices that the place has suddenly become filled with more people. Mostly customers.
Holding the door open, Honey scans the place trying to locate Scarlett. A laugh escapes Honey's mouth when she finds her.
There's Scarlett, on the stage dressed an embroided antique corset, a pair of silk stockings and four inch stilettos. Her lips were painted bright red, a white choker around her neck and her red mane was wild finishing off her surreal, untamed look. She looked perfect! She looked beautiful. Honey could only gasp, licking her lips as she followed Scarlett’s hand and saw the handcuffs hanging from her fingers.
“Time to take your punishment like a good little girl...” Scarlett’s voice echoed in the room. No one was making a sound, their eyes flickering back and forth at the girls.
The customers and strippers parted like water as she walked past them, her heels clicking on the tiled floor. Honey never realized that she didn’t just “walk”, she practically floated, her hips rolling in a mesmerizing fashion. Wearing a defiant look on her face, Honey stood before Scarlett, waiting. Honey couldn’t help but smile as Scarlett’s low chuckle sent shivers through out her body.
“Tell me, Scarlett...how do you intend to punish your little sister?” Rhys’ voice was deep and thick. You knew it was a question that was on everyone’s mind and Scarlett didn’t intend to vocalize her answer.
‘No.’ Scarlett thought, glancing towards Rhys, Carson and the rest of the crowd. ‘I’ll show them.’
Running a finger up Honey’s torso, Scarlett intended to make Honey pay for pulling her away from her afternoon “pleasures”. Scarlett was enjoying her new toys when Honey’s call came in. ‘Stupid bitch!’ Scarlett shook her head, making Honey’s forehead crinkle in confusion. Giving her a smirk, Scarlett’s fingers slid up and through Honey’s wet hair. As she got to the back of Honey’s head, Scarlett gripped her hair, none too gently making Honey wince and moan out loud.
Carson sat forward in his chair, a smile spreading across his face. ‘Ahhh..’ he thought as he watched the twins on the stage before him. This is the Scarlett he knew so well and adored. She would definitely make this worth watching, even if he wasn’t into females, Scarlett knew how to make anyone horny. Glancing at Rhys, Carson knew that he was getting exciting. He could see Rhys’ hand sliding over the front flap of his trousers and could see the outline of his hard member. Resisting the urge to reach out and stroke it as well, Carson brought his attention back onto the act in progress on the stage.
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