Date: Sun, 27 Feb 2000 04:38:39 EST
From: CroftSeven@aol.com
Subject: Angie Everhart & Salma Hayek

This is a work of fiction, and is not a statement of the sexuality of Ms.
Everhart or Ms. Hayek.

If you are under 18, or this offends you in anyway, please as Johnny Cash
once said, "Drive on".

C7

Angie Everhart & Salma Hayek

The hotel was, for lack of a better word, not the Hilton.  It wasn't even a
hotel really, just a collection of cabins, or as the natives called them,
cabanas.  The cabins were not very large, about half the size of a Los
Angeles condo, with barely enough room for a bed, night table, and lamp.  In
the slightly larger rooms, there was a bathtub, but no running water.  Water
was brought to the rooms by the cabana personnel, upon request.
Angie rolled her brown eyes at Jeff, who was complaining to the other members
of their entourage, about the accommadations.  Edith, the head photographer
snapped at her assistant.  "For Christ's sake, Jeff.  If this is where we're
booked, then this is where we're booked, so shut up, and let's get moved in."
After everyone signed the register, the manager gave them keys to their
cabins.  Angie got one to herself, much to her relief.  She didn't really
want to be disturbed on this trip.  The shoot was going to be a long enough
one as it was.  A calendar.  And the company decided to have it shot in some
remote island off the coast of Mexico, somewhere around Panama City.  Since
Angie was one of the most marketable quantities of the company, she was sent
down with one of the best photographing teams that money could buy.
Her full name was Angie Everhart.  She was tall and slender, with long fiery
red hair.  She had an eye-catching figure, measuring 34-22-35, but her most
tantilizing feature was her legs.  Very long, and very very shapely.  They
seemed to stretch on forever, much to the delight of numerous men from around
the world.  But to Angie, she just saw them as a pain.  Guys never had to
shave their legs, they didn't know what a tedious thing that was.
The plane trip was taking its toll on them.  Angie had saw it coming, but
decided to let it happen.  It wasn't as if she had any say in anything other
than the pictures.  Unlike other models, Angie was very easy to work with.
She never, as they say, "copped a 'tude."  She always found something to
smile about, no matter the circumstances.  Although this situation was one
that it was hard for her to smile, or even grin.
They left the lobby, and were shown to their cabins.  Angie's was the last
one down.  It worried her, but decided that she was safe enough.  With so
many people around her, it was very unlikely that anything would happen.  If
anything, her exotic looks had startled the locals, but more than a few young
men were very welcoming to her.  Giving her flowers, and blowing her kisses.
All comes with the territory she reasoned.
No sooner had she closed her door, and collapsed on the bed, did she pass out
from exhaustion.  It was recommended that all get an early bed time, for the
shooting started early in the morning, and they were all still on Los Angeles
time.  Angie slipped into unconsciousness blissfully, and didn't dream.
*   *   *
It was six o'clock in the evening when Angie and the others returned to the
cabins.  It was their second week there.  And things were going very slow.
The weather was not cooperating, the rains were intense.  Even more so in the
sweltering heat.
Normally, the shoot would've been moved after the first week, but this was a
different situation.  The company wasn't losing a helluva lot of money, so
they let it play out as long as necessary.  Plus, the place was growing on
Angie.  She was enjoying it there, much to her surprise.
After dinner in Edith's cabin, everyone put back to their own rooms, and set
out to spend the night.  Angie wasn't overly tired, so she decided to have a
bath.  Hers was one of the three cabins that had tubs.
She placed a call to the front desk, and waited for the cabana boy.  It was
usually Juan.  He had taken a liking to her, and had always delivered the
water and towels to her cabin.  It was obvious that he wasn't against
something more than what was on the menu.  However, Angie had politely turned
him down everytime.
Although tonight, I just might change that habit.  Angie was quite tense,
sexually.  It had been awhile for her without physical contact.  It went back
to before they arrived on the island.  Her last time had been with an actor.
It was good, but not enough for a repeat performance.
Angie disrobed, and donned her red terrycloth robe, and continued to wait.
About five minutes later, there was a soft knock at the door.  Angie opened
it, and started to say.  "What kept you?"  When she saw that it wasn't Juan
at all, but a gorgeous young woman.
"Uhm, where's Juan?"
The girl said, her voice small.  "Juan's sick.  My name is Salma."  Her big
dark eyes were mesmerizing, and Angie had to stop herself from leering.  She
stepped aside.  "Come on in."
Salma entered the cabin, and Angie got a good look at her as she turned
around.  Salma was a goddess.  She had long black hair, that just added to
her loveliness.  Her eyes had an etheral quality to them that was almost
impossible to believe.  Clad in a brown top, and shorts, her curves were very
evident.  Salma's breasts were large, and full.  Angie felt her mouth go dry
as she looked at her.
Salma noticed it, for her tan skin darkened a tad, and she said.  "Where
shall I put the towels?"  Angie blinked and looked at her arms, and saw the
white towels, and a bucket of hot water.  "Oh, uhm, over by the tub.  There's
a chair."
The girl nodded, and walked over.  Angie wasn't sure, but there was a bit
more of a sway to her hips as she walked.  Almost as if the girl was wanting
her to look at her....perhaps more than look.
She shook her head slightly.  No, that wasn't right.  Besides, she had never
been with a woman before.  Sure, a few of the models had hit on her, made
passes, but nothing more.  Although lately she found herself realizing that
if the models had wanted to go further with their advances, she wouldn't stop
them.
But there was something about this Salma, something that made her entire body
quiver involuntarily.  Salma turned and her hair fell over her eyes in a
brashy, girlish way that Angie found heart stopping.  The girl nodded at the
tub.  "Aren't you going to get in?"
The huskiness of the voice was intoxicating.  The softness of the Spanish
accent was so beguiling....Angie again blinked, and nodded quickly.  "Uh,
yeah...yes...of course, the...the bath..."  Smiling weakly, she took off her
robe.  It wasn't until it was on the bed, that Angie realized what she had
done.
Her eyes widened, and turned sharply for the robe to cover not just her nude
form, but the reaction that Salma was having on her.
Salma smiled easily, and walked over to her.  Angie's eyes were drawn to the
slight jiggle of Salma's breasts as she moved.  She quickly forced them
elsewhere, but found Salma's eyes an even more arousing sight.  The girl drew
close, a mere foot away from her, and whispered.  "Senorita, I am not blind.
I see that you are attracted to me.  Do not be uncomfortable with me.  I wish
you to be very comfortable with me."
And with those last words, Salma pulled Angie gently to her, and kissed her
deeply on the lips.  Angie moaned as they kissed.  The robe fell to the
floor, and Angie began to run her hands all over Salma's wonderous body.  The
girl ran her fingertips over her behind, and kneaded the firm muscles with
her skilled hands.
Angie was guided back to the bed, and Salma began to go to work.
Slowly, Salma began to kiss Angie's neck, and ran her tongue over each area
she kissed.  The redhead groaned, and gripped the sheets in a white-knuckle
grip.  Salma eased back on her pace with a slight grin at Angie's moans.  The
other woman whimpered quietly.
Salma carefully licked her way to Angie's perfect breasts, and cupped them in
each hand.  She looked up at Angie, and leaned back.  To her delight, Salma
removed her top, and no bra was in sight.  The breasts were as tan as the
rest of her.  Salma leaned down, and pressed her boobs against Angie's.
Angie groaned again, and ground her crotch into Salma's, who had started to
move against her, forcing the four nipples to rub against one another, and
creating an electric shock of ecstasy that shot through Angie's body like a
rocket.  Salma was breathing heavily, and was kissing Angie softly on her
chin, lips, and neck, as she humped her.
Salma then slowed down her motions, and licked her way back down to Angie's
breasts.  Her soft tongue on her hard nipples was too much for her.  Angie
threw back her head, and gave an audible, "Ahhhhh God!!!"  She climaxed
violently with each lick of the Spanish girl.  Salma sucked deeply on each of
Angie's nipples, causing yet another soft cry of passion from the model.
Then, she slowly left Angie's breasts, and licked her belly.  Salma fastened
her mouth over the naval and again sucked, and tongued the orifice.  Angie
gasped, and she bit her lip.  She couldn't be loud, no matter what this
little thing did to her....no matter what.
Salma then kissed the lower regions of the belly, and raked her nails across
Angie's nipples as she descended further.  Angie sighed heavily, and writhed
against the Latin goddess.  Salma then reached her goal....the flaming
redness of the pussy.
Pausing, Salma blew on the sex, causing Angie to again gasp, and wriggle in
anticipation.  Then Salma dipped in a finger, and withdrew it.  She slipped
her finger into her mouth, and locked eyes with Angie, she moaned in pleasure.
Salma reached under Angie's ass, and got her to lift her lusicous legs
straight up in the air, and the back over her body.  Salma leaned forward,
and ran her breasts over Angie's womanhood.  This got yet another moan, and
Angie was pleading.  "Please....Salma....please....lick me...please.."
Salma paused and smiled.  She then licked Angie's leg, from toe to thigh.
"Of course....what ever the senorita desires...."  And without any preamble,
she plunged into Angie's sex.  She drank her juices deep, and tongued the
clit.  Then she began to lick from pussy to anus.  Like a dog at a water
dish, Salma ran her tongue along the valley of Angie's ass, to her womanhood.
 Only once in a while, she slipped inside either opening, and fucked her
gently.
Angie felt herself growing very close, hell she had already orgasmed at least
four times already.  The woman was a God damned dynamo!! Angie had never felt
so alive during lovemaking.  She already had something planned for Salma, her
hot tamale, and she could hardly wait to taste the spice.
Salma then thrust three fingers in Angie's ass, and sucked her entire
womanhood.  That was too much, the suddeness of it all caused Angie to reach
a thunderous orgasm.  Her breasts were jutting out like two proud prows of
twin ships, and heaved as she panted, trying to catch her breath.
Salma removed her shorts, soaked with her own violent orgasms, and crawled up
alongside her lover.  Angie looked into her eyes, and managed to get out.
"This isn't over yet, sweet thing..."  Salma looked amused, and leaned back.
Her breasts lolled back onto her chest as she did.  She replied.  "Come on,
chica, pleasure me...."
Angie leaned over and took a nipple into her mouth, and pulled deeply on it.
Salma closed her eyes, and sighed.  "That's it, oh yes..."  Angie licked her
nipples and sucked the sideswell of each breast.  Salma gently pushed Angie's
head harder against her chest, trying to help Angie get as much of the breast
into her mouth, as possible.
Angie moved down, and kissed Salma's pussy deeply, savoring the spicy, musky
taste.  Then she sat up, and shifted her position.  She lowered her ass onto
Salma's sex, and started to rub her cheeks against the lips of the other
woman's womanhood.
Salma gasped in shock, and arousal.  She then started to slam her hips into
Angie's butt.  The motion was intense, and orgasms were building for both
women.  Angie then eased their legs to intertwine, and started to grind her
pussy into Salma's.
The girl realized what was going on, and joined in on Angie's rhythm.  They
moved as one, fucking as though their lives depended upon it.  Salma groaned
and Angie heaved herself up, and mashed both breasts together, and sucked
them as one huge breast.  Salma couldn't take much more of this.
Angie was on top of her, essentially "fucking" her with her pussy, and was
sucking her breasts like they were full of milk and honey.  Salma gripped
Angie's sweet ass, and clutched to her.
Angie rolled off of Salma, and turned her over.  The gorgeous ass of this
dynamo was revealed to her.  She sucked softly on each cheek, and
french-kissed the anus.  Salma shrieked into a pillow in Spanish.  Angie
softly tongue-fucked her ass for a few minutes, before kissing her way out,
and jammed the nipple of her left breast into Salma's pussy.
Salma cried in passion into the pillow, as the hard point pounded her from
behind.  Angie's face was wild with lust, as she snapped.  "You like that?
You like my tit fucking your hot cunt?! You little tart....unnnghhh!"
She extended her body so she covered Salma's back.  She reached around, and
fondled each breast, and bucked her hips into the girl's ass.  Salma wailed
as she felt an orgasm of epic proportions build within her.
Angie licked her ear, and they moved as one.  Salma rolled back on top, and
felt Angie's breasts pressed flat against her back.  She ground her ass into
Angie's pussy, as the model's hands found the fullness of her breasts.
Salma then stiffened, and felt the climax wash over her like a wave.  Angie
climaxed as well, and Salma slumped back against her.
Angie kissed Salma gently, who giggled.  Salma shifted so Angie could lick
her nipples as they lay together.  Angie sighed.  "The water's gone cold."
"Well, I'm too tired to get another one."
They giggled.  Angie winked, and snuggled her body against Salma's.
"Well....we could stay in all day tomorrow?"  Salma grinned.  "'Could'?
Chica, I can barely move...I think I'll have to stay here."
"What a chore for me.  To look after the most beautiful woman on this
island."  Salma smiled, and ran a hand along Angie's thigh.  "A chore, yes,
but one that is most enjoyable."  Angie sighed, and fell asleep in her arms.
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