Date: Wed, 19 Feb 2003 04:14:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Rule Hater <rulehater@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dangerously in Love (Ch 3: Say my Name)

DANGEROUSLY IN LOVE

CHAPTER 3: Say my Name


Once again, please separate fact from fiction and note that this is a
figment of my freaking imagination and does not in any way represent the
celebrities involved.

In the last chapter, Beyonce, after reminiscing a particularly shaggadelic
night with pop sensation Britney Spears, decided to go in search of fresh
meat, and settled upon fellow R&B singer Ashanti. We were also introduced
to the beautiful Rosario Dawson, whose friend Rachael Leigh Cook is trying
to reconcile with after their friendship was ruined two years earlier. At
the end though, neither party got much action, as both Rosario and Ashanti
asked for time to consider. If this isn't clear, please refer to previous
chapters.



"Really, you told her about us?" Tara Reid asked, as she lay naked in bed
with an equally naked Rachael Leigh Cook later on that Thursday night.

"There was no way I could lie to her" Rachael said, "she wanted to know the
reason for my change of heart and I had to tell her it was because I had
discovered the joys of lesbianism"

"Do you think the fact that it is me makes it any different?" Tara asked

"Well, I don't know, it might even make it much better. Anyone would be
blind if they can't understand why anyone would want you" Rachael said
jokingly as she kissed the blonde actress.

Tara had seduced Rachael a few weeks earlier when they had both ended up in
the same luxury spa in Malibu, California. Rachael had not always been less
than fond of Tara, even while they were co-stars in "Josie and the
Pussycats". Tara always struck Rachael as snobbish, parading her annoying
MTV VJ boyfriend around and demanding better treatment than her other two
co-stars simply because she had a bit part in an extremely popular teen
flick. Rosario and Rachael secretly called her "the bitch", and of course,
as she had made little or no effort to reach out to them, there was no
reason for them to think otherwise. Rachael talked to Tara when she had to
of course, especially during promotion for the movie, when she and Rosario
were no longer on speaking terms.

However, Rachael had decided to treat herself after a hurtful break-up with
her long-time boyfriend, and checked into a lucrative celebrity resort in
Palm Springs, California for a weekend, and much to her dismay, Tara was
also booked there for the exact same duration. They had exchanged greetings
cordially, as any two acquaintances would, and Rachael did not expect that
they would have any cause to interact with each other, but she couldn't
have been more wrong. Not only was Tara's room next to hers, their
schedules seemed to be identical, as Rachael kept bumping into Tara every
room she found herself the next day at the celebrity spa. Eventually, while
they were both taking mud baths, Rachael figured that there must be some
reason why this was happening, and decided to initiate some real
conversation between them.

They got to talk, and in 30 minutes, Rachael realized that she couldn't
have been any more misled about Tara's personality. She even found herself
apologizing for being so cold to her in the past.

"That's OK" Tara had responded, "its not like I was so friendly myself"

"Truce?" she said with a grin.

"Sure" she replied. "How's Rosario by the way, haven't seen her in a
while. I noticed you two stopped hanging out towards the end"

"Yeah" Rachael said, looking dejected, "we kinda had a falling out, we
don't talk anymore"

"That's so unfortunate" Tara said, "I remember looking at the two of you
hang out all the time and wish you would let me into your inner circle"

"Well, it was kinda hard to when you were always with what's-his-face"
Rachael joked.

"You mean Carson, come on I don't know why everybody I know doesn't like
him. He is a really sweet guy, you know" Tara smiled.

"Yeah, I don't doubt that" Rachael said sarcastically.

Eventually, the two of them had gone back to their hotel rooms, agreeing to
meet later in the evening for dinner. Rachael had dressed casually for
dinner, wearing a white halter-top and jeans. For some reason, while she
still found Tara hot, she did not even think towards the possibility of
anything remotely sexual happening between them. If anyone was as straight
as an arrow, it was Tara, who was linked to a different man every
week. Besides, ever since the whole Rosario fiasco, she had not exactly
been attracted to any woman.

She was at the table five minutes early and patiently waited for Tara to
arrive. Then she saw her, walking towards the table wearing a tiny red tank
top, an extremely short skirt, and a smile. Rachael thought her eyes were
going to bulge out of their sockets. Her eyes strayed to Tara's incredible
thighs, and she squirmed in her seat. "Goodness gracious" she thought to
herself as Tara got to the table, pulled out her chair and brought it right
next to Rachael before sitting down.

"Hey cutie" she said, her voice huskier than ever.

"Hi" Rachael whispered, trying to come to her senses, and looking down at
Tara's thighs which were spread apart and completely exposed, save for two
or so inches.

"Sorry I'm late" she said, "I hope you're not mad"

"Why would I be?" remarked Rachael as a waiter handed them both menus.

Dinner was great, though Rachael could hardly eat, barely picking at a few
bites before deciding that there was no way she could possibly eat. And
Tara kept oozing sex, crossing and uncrossing her legs at every
opportunity. Tara also made it a point to look directly into Rachael's eyes
every time she asked a question, causing shivers to run down her
spine. Rachael couldn't remember ever feeling this flustered, and she hoped
Tara had not noticed anything weird about her behavior. She could hardly
wait till dinner so that she could return to her room and masturbate,
fantasizing about putting her head in between Tara's thighs and enjoying
the wonderful feast that likely dwelt there.

"...And I said no way" came Tara's voice, interrupting her thoughts. "I
only had one or two lines in the whole movie, and that was at Jim and
Michelle's wedding. It felt like a slap to my face"

"I still think you should have taken the offer, I mean it's American Pie"
Rachael reasoned. "I'm sure your fans will be disappointed when you are
absent"

"I think a third movie is pushing it too far" Tara said, "besides I can't
do teen movies all my life, would you agree to do a 'She's All That'
sequel?"

"That actually won't be bad, but I will die if I have to spend another two
months of my life kissing Freddie Prinze Jr." Rachael said.

"Come on, Freddie's hot' Tara laughed

"The day we had to shoot that scene of the prom night by the pool, his
breath totally smelled of garlic. It was like the worst thing ever" Rachael
said

Tara giggled so hard that she dropped her fork on the floor. "Oops" she
said, as she knelt on one knee to pick it up, and for about a second,
Rachael caught a glance of her clean-shaven, glistening pussy. Tara had
actually come dinner without wearing any underwear! Rachael's mouth was
agape, and she thought she was going to die of desire. That was easily the
most erotic thing she had ever laid eyes on in her life, and her horniness
grew even further when Tara, noticing the look of bewilderment on her face
smiled mischievously and said

"Oh, I hope you don't mind I'm not wearing any underwear, it's never been
one of my favorite things to do"

Rachael mumbled an answer, barely caring what she said, as she continued to
visualize the wonder she had just seen. She felt she was going to explode
from the desire and anticipation that her pussy felt if she did not do
anything to relieve herself soon. Flustered, she excused herself to go to
the restroom, and did not even wait for a response before she scurried off
to the nearest bathroom, eager for release.

"Thank God it's empty", she said to herself, as she rushed into a stall,
completely took off her jeans and soaked panties, sat on the toilet seat,
and pushed the door shut, neglecting to bolt it shut. She took her hand
down to her neatly trimmed pussy and began to vigorously masturbate, her
eyes shut as she visualized the seductive scene she had just witnessed.

"Oh Tara" she moaned, as she fingered herself.

"I thought I heard someone call me" she heard a voice say as the door to
her stall swung open, and there stood Tara, completely topless, and her
pulling up her skirt with her left hand so her shaven pussy was completely
visible.

"I want you Tara" Rachael heard herself say

"I want you too Rach, I've wanted you for so long", Tara responded, as she
walked towards the diminutive brunette and pulled her from the sitting
position she was assuming.

She pushed Rachael towards the wall and slammed the stall door, securely
fastening the lock. She then knelt down in front of the already dizzy
Rachael, and buried her face into her pussy. She stayed there for about 5
seconds before beginning to rise, licking her way up Rachael's body while
also pushing her white top off. Rachael was in heaven as Tara's tongue made
its way to her breasts, but it did not pause there for one second, but
continued its upward ascent. Rachael raised up her hand in order for Tara
to be able to take it off totally. Tara flung the top away, then pressed
her body into Rachael's, planting a kiss on her. She wrapped both hands
round Rachael's bare backside, while Rachael put hers on Tara's neck.

Tara slipped a finger into Rachael's pussy as she descended to work on her
breasts. Rachael gasped as Tara alternated from breast to breast, and her
finger worked magic on her cunt. She called Tara's name as the blonde girl
nibbled on her stimulated nipples

"Oh yes Tara, you are a goddess, I love the way your tongue feels on my
boobs, suck my breasts, yes" she found herself saying.

Her ex-boyfriend had always tried to persuade her to talk dirty while they
were making love, and she had tried, though unsuccessfully. As she
continued to cry out multiple unprintable words, she realized that dirty
talk was not instigated but came along when you were in the
moment. However, she did not even have time to think about anything but the
incredible sensation Tara was bringing to her. If only she had known that
making love to a woman could feel so incredible, she would not have blown
her chance with Rosario.

Tara's finger continued to make its thrusts more vigorously, while her
thumb rubbed her clitoris. She tried, in the heat of the moment, to come up
with a word to describe the amount of jot she was feeling, but she quickly
came to the conclusion that no such word existed. Meanwhile, she was in
ecstasy, and the only way this could feel any better would be if Tara could
use her tongue on her pussy like she had done earlier.

"Oh Tara" she moaned, "I need you to suck my pussy. I need you to suck me
and make me come, oh yes, I need to come Tara"

"Are you sure, you filthy slut?" Tara teased.

"I am sure, I am a slut and a whore and all yours and I need you to suck my
pussy and make me come" Rachel cried. "Please make me come"

"Alright" whispered Tara, and she brought her mouth down to Rachael's pussy
and began to lap at it with her tongue.

"Oh yes", Rachael cried, as Tara nibbled on her clitoris. She then inserted
her tongue as far as she could reach, and started to suck.

"Oh my God", Rachael screamed, as she felt an orgasm come, "I'm about to
come, oh yes, I love you Tara, and I'm about to come for you, suck my cunt
as I come, oh yes, oh yes" she cried as she came.

Tara used her finger to mop up some of Rachael's juice, and then inserted
it into Rachael's mouth. This was so erotic, and it did not taste bad too,
thought Rachael.

"Thank you so much Tara. That was amazing, I've never felt anything of the
sort before. You are so sexy" she said with tears streaming down her face
as she kissed Tara.

"I never thought anything could feel so good", Rachael said. "The least you
can let me do is at least try and give you some of what you just gave me"

"Oh there'll be plenty of time for that" smiled Tara as she kissed the 5
foot tall actress.

And Rachael indeed had more than enough chances to satisfy her newfound
lover. They did nothing but make love for the rest of their stay at the
resort. After several more orgasms in that lucky bathroom stall, they
returned to Tara's room where they made love all night, falling asleep as
dawn broke. They awoke in each other's arms, and proceeded to the shower
where they shared an erotic bath together. They spent the rest of the day
fucking every opportunity they had - in the gym, the stable, the tennis
court, the Jacuzzi, and several other public places where they ran a risk
of being seen. But Rachael didn't care, she was happier than she had ever
been in ages, her only wish being she could share such an experience with
Rosario.

Tara had made it clear that while she was open to sex anytime Rachael
wanted, she was not asking for a relationship. In fact, she was currently
dating N'Sync crooner J.C. Chasez, and was still open to relationships with
men, but after a devastating break-up with Carson Daly, her ex-fiancé,
she had discovered and embraced the sapphic lifestyle, and it was the
pleasure that she got from women that had saved her from experiencing
severe trauma.

Rachael had narrated to her in detail the reason for the collapse of the
friendship between Rosario and herself, and it was Tara who had encouraged
her go back to mend the friendship. Even though she was slightly jealous
that Rosario was all Rachael could talk about, she genuinely felt that
Rachael and Rosie belonged together. Besides, Rachael and Rosario hooking
up would ensure availability to an extra piece of pussy, which was always
welcome.

It had taken Rachael a few weeks of mind-blowing lesbian sex to finally
muster the courage to make that phone call to Rosario, and in bed on that
snowy Thursday night, Rachael was narrating the entire events of the
previous day to Tara.

"There is no way she is going to turn you down" Tara assured Rachael. "She
said she was in love with you, besides, who would blame you for wanting a
piece of this", pointing at her tits.

"I am so nervous Tara", Rachael confided, "I don't know what I'll do if she
doesn't want me"

"That's not even a possibility" Tara said, "and remember, after you guys
fuck, try and convince her to think about a Pussycats reunion threesome"

"Is that all you think about?" Rachael teased, as she pinched Tara's
nipple.

"Can you blame me?" Tara replied, "I've never been with a black chick
before"

"Rosie is only a quarter black" Rachael said, "and what difference does it
make anyway if a girl is black or not?"

"Actually" replied Tara, "to be honest, I've been fantasizing about Beyonce
Knowles ever since I saw her in Austin Powers. I'd give anything to make
love to that her fine body"

"I seriously doubt it" said Rachael, "she's a friend of Rosie's and from
what I know of her, she's one of those chaste girls, probably still a
virgin"

"Virgin or not" Tara said, "she can't resist this", pointing again at her
breasts. "They have yet to fail me once".

"Well" said Rachael, "if you are so confident of yourself, I'll ask Rosie
to get her number for you"

"Thanks babe, you're a doll" Tara grinned, as she reached in again to kiss
Rachael, touching the brunette's crotch.

"You're never satisfied are you?" Rachael said resignedly.









Coincidentally, Beyonce, of course unaware that she was the subject of
conversation of two hot Hollywood actresses, was in her hotel room, having
ordered on pay-per-view none other than "National Lampoon's Van
Wilder". She watched the gorgeous blonde play a sexy college writer
onscreen, having no idea she had been the actress' fantasy for months.

After her less than fruitful evening with Ashanti the previous evening, she
had driven to the studio where she transferred her pent-up energy into
recording two songs for her upcoming album, after which returned to the
solitude of her hotel room. She was experiencing major burnout, and she was
happy when at about 2 a.m., she got back to the hotel.

She decided to make a few phone calls, as the distractions of the past few
days had made her lose focus on a lot of things. First port of call was to
her father in Houston. Her dad served as her manager and agent, and
basically controlled every rein of her career. A lot of people would
imagine that she found this overbearing, but she really did not have a
problem with it. Matthew Knowles had made lots of sacrifices for her career
over the years, and had always made goo choices for her.

"Hi dad" she greeted

"Hey, Beyonce, where've u been" came her dad's voice, "I've been trying to
get to you for a while now. I need you to be in Los Angeles by Monday"

"Why?" she asked

"Basically, you have to come down to discuss your contract with New Line
Cinema and EA Games"

"What contract?" she asked cluelessly

"Didn't I tell you" said Matthew, "they are making an Austin Powers video
game, and they need you to come and do some stuff since your character's
going to be in the game"

Beyonce did not know whether to be mad at her dad for keeping the news from
her and basically making a decision before she heard a word of it. She
could not disguise her joy though, she had loved working on Austin Powers,
and hanging around Mike Myers, who was the funniest man she had ever
met. She also was looking forward to see how she would look in a video
game.

"Alright dad, I'll leave New York on Saturday night".

After she hung up, she decided to call Kelly and Michelle with the news and
marveled how she had not even noticed how long she had gone without talking
to them. She wondered whether to tell Kelly everything that had been going
on with her, but she hesitated. She and Kelly had never kept secrets from
each other, but this was going to have to be one of those exceptions to the
rule. She dialed Kelly's number, and the two girls talked for about twenty
minutes. Kelly's movie was wrapping up shooting that week, and after that,
she was going to Florida to shoot the video for her next single. Beyonce
told her about the video game, and Kelly shared her excitement.

Beyonce decided to make a call to Michelle as well, and see how the third
member of their band was doing. She was in Houston, working on her
sophomore gospel album, and she seemed genuinely pleased to hear from her
lead singer. As they talked, Beyonce wondered why she had never tried to
instigate anything with Michelle, but dismissed it in her head
immediately. Not only did Michelle mention "Jesus" once in every five
words, she was a bandmate, and she and Kelly basically had agreed that
relationships between band members could sour things for the entire band.

Beyonce eventually settled down to sleep but found that she couldn't. Her
mind wandered to the situation with Ashanti, and she hoped that the
singer's decision would be affirmative. But that was over 24 hours away, 24
hours with nothing to do, and she definitely needed some pussy before
then. "Oh what to do, what to do?" she thought to herself. Then it hit
her. She would call Eve and Alicia to see if she could spend the day with
them. Hopefully, they did not have other plans, and she could spend more
time going through their assortment of sex toys. Her pussy began to get
wet, and she decided to make the call immediately to arrange things.

Alicia's cell phone did not even ring, but immediately went to
voicemail. Beyonce, confused, decided to call her at home. This also proved
to no avail as the phone kept ringing before going to her answering
machine. Beyonce decided Eve would know her whereabouts, and checked her
phone book for Eve's number. Hopefully, this would go through, but when it
went to her voicemail right away, Beyonce threw her Nokia 5100 as far as it
would go, and watched it disintegrate into a thousand pieces. She lay in
bed as she tended to her sexual needs the old fashioned way, making a
mental note to herself to pick up a vibrator the next day.







Eve and Alicia, totally oblivious that Beyonce were trying to reach them,
were currently enjoying their benefits as fully paid members of the Mile
High Club. They were currently on a United Airlines flight, flying first
class from New York to LA. Alicia was looking giddy with anticipation.

"I don't believe I finally get to meet her. She's all you've talked about
for months and I am going to meet her" Alicia said

"I promise you it is going to be totally worth it" Eve assured Alicia

"It had better be", she said, "I'm flying out to LA for a whole week to
meet this your friend who you say is a real `devil in the flesh'"

"She is", replied Eve, "and you are going to have the most `charmed' time"

"But what is the big deal about her?" asked Alicia, "what does she have
that I don't have?"

"You don't understand baby" Eve said, "there's just something about her,
that aura, that sense that she is in control."

"Well" replied Alicia Keys, "if she is even half as great as you say she
is, then I can't wait to meet her"

"She can't wait to meet you too" said Eve, "I've told her all about you,
and she is making plans for you. It's OK, you don't have to look so
nervous, she won't bite"

"Oh but she will" laughed Alicia, "if your stories are true. How did y'all
meet anyway?"

"It was at this after the VH1 Vogue fashion show last year. We were having
this orgy at Donatella Versace's condo. Several of us were there, mostly
models – Tyra Banks, Gisele Bundchen, Heidi Klum, and some actresses and
singers too, I can't name them all. Then she comes in, and party
immediately starts to evolve around her; she automatically took charge" Eve
said

"Wow" said Alicia.

"I was bugging at first" said Eve, "you know me, I always like to be in
control, so we kinda bumped egos and didn't get along too well during the
orgy. But after the night was over, she just slipped me an address and
left. I went over the next night, it was the fucking greatest night ever,
believe me, she is wild"

"Your story has gotten me so hot now. What do you say you take me to the
bathroom and rip these clothes off?" Alicia asked teasingly

"I don't know" joked Eve, "you spent so much time dressing up today trying
to look good for this woman we are about to go and visit, that I am not
sure I want to ruin your clothes before we get there"

"Come on" said Alicia seductively, "you know the reason I took so long is
because I was debating what color of underwear to put on"

"So what underwear do you have on now?

"Well" Alicia smiled as she put her hand on Eve's thigh, "none".

"Ooh, come here", said Eve, as she dragged Alicia to the bathroom.

"Damn its occupied" Eve said as they reached the door. "What do we do now?"

"I can't wait any longer" Alicia said, "I need you to eat my pussy"

"Damn, girl you horny" Eve said

"You have no idea" Alicia replied.

"Let's go to the business class bathroom" Eve said impatiently

"Sure, no problem" Alicia said as they hurried away.

Luckily for them, this bathroom was empty.

"Ooh", said Eve, "I'm gonna show you why they call me a pit-bull in a
skirt"

"You might be a pit-bull" said Alicia, "but you are not going to be in that
skirt much longer" as she pulled down Eve's skirt.

"Easy girl" Eve said as she slapped Alicia's hand away. "Haven't you
learned anything these past few months?"

"Yes", Alicia said meekly, "in the bedroom, unless we have company, I speak
only when I'm told to speak, and do only what I'm told to do"

"Great" said Eve, "and what do you have to say for yourself?"

"I just thought since this wasn't the bedroom" Alicia replied

"Hmmm" Eve said thoughtfully, "Saved by the bell. I'll let this pass once
but don't let it happen again"

"Yes Eve" Alicia said

"Now get to work" said Eve jokingly.

Alicia complied, crouching and pulling Eve's skirt down completely, and
pushing her thing aside with her finger, she inserted a finger into Eve's
pussy.

"Yes baby, do it just like Mommy taught you" said Eve.

Alicia inserted two fingers, then three, as she began to furiously finger
Eve as the rapper moaned.

"OK baby", as she pulled Alicia's braided hair, "now I want you to lick my
clit"

Alicia obeyed her lover's command, putting her tongue to Eve's clitoris and
licking it with her tongue. Eve began to gasp harder, as her orgasm drew
nearer.

"Baby, you're getting better at this" she said, "I'm about to come, now
make me come"

"Yes Eve" said Alicia as she removed her fingers and began to suck as Eve's
pussy with her entire mouth. Eve began to moan louder

"Oh yes baby, I'm about to come for you, and you are about to lick my cum
like the dirty slut you are, aren't you?"

Before Alicia had a chance to respond, there was a knock on the door, as a
female voice rang, "Excuse me, please get back to your seats as the captain
has turned on the "Fasten your seatbelt" sign.

"Fuck" cursed Eve, as her orgasm was thwarted at the 11th hour. "I'll be
right out" she said as they both gained composure.

"Please I need you both to come out immediately" the voice came again

Eve and Alicia stared at each other. The stewardess knew that the two of
them were in there together, and had probably heard the racket they might
have been making. They were both rather famous, and if the hostess had
watched one day of MTV in the past year, she probably knew who they both
were. This could be a big scandal if word got out that two famous artists
were having a rendezvous in an airline bathroom.

"Ladies" said the voice again, "this is the last warning before I go call
the captain"

"Wait a minute" said Alicia so loudly that Eve stared at her. "I know that
voice". She walked to the door and unlatched it, throwing it wide
open. Standing in front of it was none other than the best selling female
artist of all time, Mariah Carey, dressed in a tight fitting blue dress.

"I had to come and say hello to you both" said Mariah. "You two passed
right by me, but you were rushing so much to do whatever it was you were
going to do that you didn't notice me. Now I see why, and dare I say, I
don't blame you"

She walked into the cramped bathroom and locked the door behind her.

"The idea of you two getting it on in an airline bathroom while I was there
all alone was just too much for me to bear, and I had to come and get in on
some of the action" she said

"The more the merrier" said Eve. "I was just about to come when you came
in, you're gonna have to pay for that"

"I don't think that will be a problem" Mariah replied, as she put her arm
round Eve's waist and kissed her on the lips. Alicia went behind Mariah and
put her arm underneath her dress, inserting her hand into her wet pussy.

Eve and Alicia simultaneously pulled Mariah's dress of her body, and Eve
immediately went for her incredible knockers, which looked happy to have
been freed from their previous state of incarceration, while Alicia
continued to play with Mariah's pussy from behind.

"Do you think we'll get into trouble?" Alicia asked

"Not a chance" replied Mariah. "I made a deal with the star-struck flight
attendant not to bother us for the next 30 minutes".

Mariah began to moan as Alicia, who was obviously very skilled with her
hands, began to bring her close to orgasm. She shuddered as it hit her, and
bit her finger in order to prevent her from screaming out loud.

Mariah then knelt down and began to go down on Eve, who rested her back
against the wall. Alicia, stood with her legs open right in front of
Mariah, and began to suck on Eve's tattooed breasts. As Alicia's bare pussy
was just on top of Mariah's head, she decided to stick a finger up and
insert it into Alicia's vagina while still pleasuring Eve's with her
mouth. Alicia heaved a sigh of ecstasy as Mariah's finger made its way into
her hungry pussy.

Eve meanwhile was in heaven. Mariah's skilled tongue was wiggling around
her crotch giving her more "Satisfaction" than she could have ever dreamed
while recording the song of the same name. She smiled, both because she
found the pun rather amusing, and also because of the pleasure she was
getting as two of the world's greatest voices worked on her tits and
pussy. Alicia began to breathe really heavily as Mariah brought her close
to her first orgasm of the day.

Mariah, who was savoring the taste of the female rapper's pussy, buried her
head even further, and Eve shrieked in delight as her Mariah's tongue
penetrated her even deeper. Eve sensed that Alicia was close to orgasm, and
felt it would be cool if they came together. She called out

"Hey baby, you about to come?"

"Oh yes" cried Alicia, "I'm gonna come right now' "Wait for me baby"
whispered Eve

"I can't hold it any longer, I'm gonna come, Eve"

"Wait for me baby" Eve whispered again, louder this time around.

"How much longer?" asked Alicia as she brought her face up and stared into
Eve's face.

"Now, now, nooooooow" cried Eve, as both musicians reached climax, both
moaning really loud with pleasure, both glistening with sweat, neither
breaking eye contact with each other for the brief duration of the heavenly
ecstasy.

All 3 singers collapsed on the floor. Eve and Alicia were still overcome by
the erotic moment they had both shared, and Mariah looked smugly at the two
other starlets, evidently happy that both singers had been fully satisfied
simultaneously by her. They heard the captain announce that the plane was
soon to land in LAX International Airport, and they knew that they had to
get back to their seats.

"Well" said Mariah, as she hurriedly put her dress back on, neglecting to
put on her thong, "call me sometime. I'm in California for the next two
weeks"

"No problem" said Eve, handing her underwear to her.

"Nah, that won't be necessary" Mariah said with a twinkle in her eye as she
opened the door and left.

As the other two put on their clothes, Alicia said, "Wow, that was
incredible, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, it was, it was out of this world" replied Eve

"You better hope this friend of yours can top this", Alicia said

"Oh" laughed Eve; "you have no fucking idea"





Beyonce parked her rented Porsche in front of the store she was about to
enter as she hesitated for a few minutes before she decided to go in. It
was remote enough, she said, and convinced herself that there was no risk
of her being spotted. She could not run the risk of being spotted in such a
place, as the damage it would inflict on her career would be beyond
reeling, but she had been persuaded that there was no chance anyone would
find out.

Beyonce really needed to purchase some toys and other equipment to satisfy
her sexual urge with, as well as to use whenever she was able to seduce any
women. She had found a couple of places in the "Yellow Pages" did not even
dare go to any of those places, as she could imagine the headlines splashed
across the front page of the National Enquirer. She was only too aware of
Britney's ordeal when her predilection for lesbian porn, as well as her
relationship with porn queen Jenna Jameson, was somehow leaked to the
press. The tabloids had of course had a field day. She was sure nobody in
their right senses believed such stories, but she did not even want to run
the risk.

She had made a call to Janet Jackson, who was currently in France recording
her album, asking her if she knew of any discreet sex stores in the New
York vicinity. Janet had pointed her to `Fantasy Palace" which she said was
pretty popular among female celebrities, as it was the store where they
purchased their sex items. She had assured Beyonce of total
confidentiality, as in its over 20 years of existence, not one scandal had
erupted. The only people who could see her, insisted Janet, were other
celebrities, who would never divulge names of any customer, or they would
themselves have to explain what they were looking for in the raunchy store.

Beyonce had driven out on Friday afternoon, and during the journey, she had
seriously considered making a U-turn several times. She did not believe she
was actually going to go through with this, but something had prevented her
from chickening out, and eventually she had found herself at the address
Janet had given her. She approached the store, and a few feet away, she
came to a complete standstill.

"I can't do this" she said to herself, and just as she was about to return
to her car, she spotted two women come out of the store. They were wearing
sunglasses, holding hands, and excitedly chatting, not even noticing her
presence.

Beyonce thought something looked awkwardly familiar about the women. And
then, the taller woman looked at her and waved, and she opened her mouth in
awe. It was Nicole Kidman. Janet was not lying; this store had a lot of big
name clients. The other woman waved, and she saw that it was the star of
one of her favorite movies of the past few months, "The Ring". These were
two accomplished actresses she never imagined she would run into at a sex
shop. Nicole Kidman definitely had a lot more to lose than she did, she was
fresh from a Golden Globe win and was the frontrunner for the Best Actress
Oscar in a month.

She definitely became more relaxed, this store definitely was as secure as
Janet said if Nicole Kidman could casually wave to her as though she were
coming out of an ice cream parlor. She waved again at the two actresses as
they entered their car and drove off. Then she went to the entrance, pulled
the door open and walked in.

It was a very pretty place, much larger than she had expected. She had
visualized a dingy and damp little shop with a few dildos and vibrators,
but what she saw really shocked her. It was painted mostly pink, and all
the walls were life size pictures of several women in various sexually
provocative poses. The store was divided into various sections, for books,
magazines, sex enhancement medicines (both modern and Eastern), lingerie,
clothes, videos, and sex toys.

There were five women in the store, including the two ladies at the check
out cashier. There were another two women who seemed like a couple, and
seemed to be having a good time on their shopping spree. Beyonce had never
seen them before, and from the way they dressed, they looked like porn
stars. She could not see who the last woman was. She was dressed in a white
sleeveless sweater and a blue mini skirt, and was reading a book at the
book section, her back turned to Beyonce.

A little relieved that she did not run into anybody she knew, Beyonce
decided to pick up what she had come for and leave immediately. She went to
the sex toys section, and was dazzled by the cornucopia of toys that were
available. There were dildos of all shapes, colors, varieties and
sizes. There were also different types of vibrators, mostly phallic shaped,
and others in different funny shapes. She picked up a modestly sized blue
vibrator and a 10-inch rubber two-way dildo. She was debating on what size
of strap-on to buy, and as she picked up an enormous black foot-long one,
mostly to admire it and marvel at what kind of pussy could withstand it,
she heard a voice behind her speak

"My, oh my, ambitious aren't we?"

She hesitated a bit, and deciding that it must be the woman whom she had
seen at the book section. She looked back, saw who it was and almost
fainted. It was, in her opinion, the sexiest woman on the planet, Angelina
Jolie. She could not believe she was standing just a few feet away from
her.

There was something about Angelina Jolie that she had always admired and
found so irresistible. It was that look in her eye, her incredibly sexy
lips, her fierce reputation. She remembered masturbating so many times
while watching her movies, in particular, Gia. She was the embodiment of
sex; in fact, Beyonce was sure that if sex were a person walking around on
two feet, it would be a clone of Angelina. She thought she was going to
faint out of desire just by standing there, but she gained enough composure
to stammer

"Hi, Angelina Jolie, oh my God, I'm such a big fan of yours, my name is..."

"I know who you are," Angelina said in barely more than a whisper. "I never
thought you were the kind I'd see in here". Beyonce blushed.

Angelina continued, "Do you need any help deciding what to buy?"

"Sure, if you don't mind" said Beyonce, looking into Angelina's eyes

Beyonce's heart fluttered as she and Angelina continued to lock eyes, not
moving an inch. The woman was literally oozing sex, flirting with Beyonce
without saying a word. Beyonce felt like a woman hypnotized as the two
women continued to stare at each other, sizing each other up with their
eyes, when Beyonce could not take it any longer. She walked up to Angelina
and flung herself around her, pressing her lips on those of the big-screen
version of Lara Croft. Angelina showed no sign of surprise or resistance,
she put her arms round Beyonce and kissed her with the same vigor.

Eventually, Beyonce pulled away and as she seemed to realize what she had
done, she looked really humiliated and felt stupid. She immediately
apologized

"I am so sorry, I have never acted like that before, I just think you are
the sexiest woman I've ever seen in my life"

"Don't apologize" Angelina said, "I think you're sexy too and in fact, you
made my job easier. If you hadn't kissed me right there and then, I would
have kissed you a second later"

"You are so beautiful", Beyonce said, totally taken aback by her own
behavior. She felt as though she was in a dream, she had never known such
desire before.

"Thank you" smiled Angelina, "so..." she trailed off

"So..." Beyonce said

"Since we are being direct, I guess I'll be direct with you. I want to make
love to you right here and now" Angelina said as she grabbed Beyonce's hand
and dragged her along with her.

Beyonce did not know where she was being taken, and frankly she did not
care, her pussy was on fire, and she desired this bombshell of a woman so
much that all that mattered was that she was with her. She imagined that
Angelina was a frequent customer of the store as she brought out a key from
her pocket and opened a door at the back of the store.

Beyonce found herself in an exotic looking room, with candles and incense
burning, and several lurid paintings on the wall. The room was dark, and in
the center was a large bed. There was music playing in the room, soft
erotic eastern music that increased Beyonce's desire more than anything.

"Take off your clothes", she heard Angelina say.

Angelina was already on the bed, lying down seductively and looking at
Beyonce with lust in her eyes.

"Take your clothes off" she said again, "I want you to strip for me"

Beyonce obeyed, swaying to the music as she unbuttoned her shirt in the
most seductive way she could think of. Angelina had already hiked her skirt
up and was masturbating, her eyes fixed on Beyonce.

Beyonce removed her shirt in sync with the music, and flung it aside, and
then began to unbutton her tight jeans. This was the sexiest thing she
could remember doing, and she was so horny, she just wanted to rip all her
clothes off and dive at the woman in the bed, but she decided to be patient
and make this experience as special as possible. Her jeans came off, and
all that was left were her bra, thong, and high heels.

She climbed onto the bed and softly kissed Angelina, who removed her finger
from her own crotch and put it on Beyonce's lip. Beyonce licked it off
hungrily. It tasted and smelt so delightfully musky, she could not wait to
put her mouth there and drink endlessly from that fountain.

She took her bra off, and Angelina leaned forward and pressed her face into
Beyonce's breasts. Beyonce closed her eyes as this woman took her breasts
in between those God-sent lips of hers. If this wasn't heaven, she didn't
know what was. Angelina pulled away

"Undress me" she said to Beyonce, looking into her eyes.

Beyonce ran her fingers up Angelina's thighs under her skirt, and then
pulled her panties down, all the while maintaining eye contact with
her. Then she gently kissed her as she pulled her top off of her. Angelina
did not have a bra on, and she quickly wiggled free of the top. Beyonce
slid her hands down and brought Angelina's skirt down. The Oscar winner was
now completely naked.

Angelina brought her hand to Beyonce's waist and pulled the singer's thong
down. The Grammy winner was now completely naked as well.

The two women knelt on the bed and kissed each other, embracing real tight,
breasts pressing into each other. Angelina lay Beyonce straight on the bad
facing up, and she lay on top of the 21 year old, kissing all over her
body, grinding her crotch into the singer's. Beyonce was so turned on by
this. Angelina's pussy felt so good against hers. Angelina, obviously
enjoying this, lifted one of Beyonce's legs, and then slid in the middle of
it, and ground her pussy against Beyonce's scissors-style.

Beyonce moaned as this continued, while Angelina caressed Beyonce's breasts
with both hands, pinching her nipples. The two women continued to grind
their pussies together, and in minutes, it was time for both of them to
have their first orgasms of the day. The two women cried out, Beyonce
screaming Angelina's name, as they both reached the desired climax at the
same time. Beyonce was so overcome with joy, but if she knew Angelina, she
would know that the spectacle had barely begun.

Angelina got up and opened a side drawer, and brought out a large, flexible
two-way dildo. She asked Beyonce to flat on the bed and inserted one end of
the phallic contraption into the singer's pussy and the other end into
hers. The women humped the dildo, rhythmically moving in and out, and after
a few minutes, Angelica stood up again and brought another one out, this
time around a strap-on. Beyonce knelt on all fours while Angelina pummeled
her from behind. Beyonce yelled in delight as Angelina made swift strokes.

"Oh yesssss, yesssss, the singer screamed as she reached her second orgasm
of the day.

After that, Angelina lay beside Beyonce for a little while, and the two
women made out. They ran their bodies all over each other, Beyonce loving
the feel of the older woman's body.

"I'm going to lick your pussy right now if that all right" said Angelina.

"Please go ahead" Beyonce said.

Angelina began to lick all over Beyonce's body, first starting with her
neck, and all the way down her body to her navel and then to her crotch
area. Angelina's tongue flicked against Beyonce's engorged clitoris while
the singer screamed

"Oh yes, come on, yes, eat me" moaned Beyonce.

Angelina continued to please Beyonce with her tongue while she screamed,
and eventually came to yet another orgasm. Angelina made sure she licked
all of Beyonce's juices clean and then lay right next to Beyonce, who was
looking extremely worn out but incredible happy.

"How was it?" Angelina asked, as she kissed the singer

"It was beyond incredible, I've never experienced anything so sensational
in my life" Beyonce said honestly. "We have to do that again sometime"

"Yeah" said Angelina, as she collapsed next to Beyonce, stroking her hair.

Beyonce, fully satisfied and contented, fell asleep almost immediately in
Angelina's arms, and by the time she awoke a few hours later, Angelina was
gone. If not for the fact that she was in a strange bedroom, she would have
been convinced it was all a dream, as the memories of the wonderful love
making still lingered in her mind.

As she selected some sex toys, paid for them and eventually drove back to
the hotel, she thought about how much her life had changed in the last few
days and what else lay in store for her in the near future. If she only
knew.


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Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more, Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me, Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men, Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me