Date: Tue, 08 Jul 2003 19:25:15 +0800
From: Natalie Smith <violetcoyote@kittymail.com>
Subject: Dream Weaver Ep. 2 - Coyote Sexy

Disclaimer:  I do not know, or CLAIM to know either Jessica Alba OR any of
the women from Coyote Ugly. I do not know these women, nor do I pertain to
knowing their sexual persuasions. This story is an entire work of fiction
and is not meant to defame either woman in any way. This is a fantasy, no
more or less.

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offensive.


Coyote Sexy......

	I am in the middle of a dream. A beautiful dream, which involves me
and Kate Winslet getting it on, when I am brutally slapped awake by my
housemate, Mandy. I snort viciously at her, and then open one eye. The
clock reads 4:15am. I lash out with one arm and close my eyes.
	"Phone for you...." Mandy says.
	"Tell em to get lost..." I answer, closing my eye again.
	She pauses next to my bed and then I hear her start moving away,
"ok, sure, I'll tell Jessica to call back some other time..."
	I sit bolt upright. "Jessica? MY Jessica?"
	"Do you know any other Jessica?" Mandy asks.
	I jump out of bed and tear down the hallway, completely
naked. Eagerly I grab the phone. "Hey! Jess?"
	"Finally, Laney! It's 6pm here!" Jessica teases.
	"Yeah, well..." I give her a half answer. Down the hallway, I see
Mandy flopping back into her half of our king sized bed. "What's up then?"
	"Ah, yes, down to the nitty gritty." Jessica says. "I want you and
Mandy to get packed. Right away. Then get to your local airport. A private
plane will be waiting for you there."
	"A plane? What for? Where are we going?" I ask. "I don't have a
passport..."
	"All that will be sorted out when you get here. I got you and Mandy
some work on my latest movie... And I want you here..."
	"Here in America?" I ask, stupidly.
	"Yes, here in America..." Jessica replies, patiently.
	"But Jess..." I start.
	"It's work, it's paid, and you will LOVE it.... Laney, I know you."
Jessica answers, before giggling.
	"So there's girls on set then?" I ask.
	"Other than me?" she says, sounding jokingly hurt. She
laughs. "Yes, Laney there are girls. Not just any girls either."
	"You're not working on a porno with Jenna Jameson are you?" I ask,
suddenly becoming suspicious.
	Jessica bursts into hysterical laughter. "No,
silly. Just... think.... bars... water and dancing. Now get packed and get
here woman!" She says.
	"Wait Jess-"
	"I'll talk to you when you both get here! Later!" She hangs up.
	I stand, holding the phone,
dumbfounded. America... Bars... Water... and Dancing? I can't think. Until
it clicks. Hysterically, I scream at the top of my voice, before racing
down the hallway naked. I tear into the bedroom and bang open the closet,
throwing clothes out over the room.
	"What you doin?" Mandy asks.
	"Get up! We gotta get packed!"
	"Whaffor?"
	"We gotta go, so get up!" Hastily, I shove her and she rolls out of
bed onto the floor. "Get packed. We're going!"
	"But-"
	"Pack! Come on, come on, come ON!" I shout. "We haven't got all day
to catch a private jet to Coyote central!"
	Mandy stares at me. "You're crazy."
	But I'm not. We're going to America to work on Coyote Ugly Part 2:
Sweet Dreams.
	YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!  ----------
	"Laney! Mandy!" Jessica hugs us both and I kiss her neck,
marvelling at her sexy smell. She nods at a man behind her, who hands us
small handbags. I take mine and look inside.
	"What's this?" Mandy asks, suspiciously.
	"Passports, ma'am." The man says, before turning slightly. "Would
you like to follow me please?"
	Jessica grins, and takes my left hand, while holding Mandy's
right. "Lead the way, Adam..." Jessica says.
	I giggle and Mandy blinks at me, as we walk out of the airport.
	"Oh, what about our stuff?" I ask, jarred.
	"The boys will take care of it!" Jessica says. She nods behind us
at three young men, who are hauling our luggage after us. "We're going to
go directly to the set, I've called the girls in for a costume check..."
	"What exactly are we doing here?" Mandy asks.
	Jessica looks at me, "You didn't tell her?"
	I shake my head and Jessica grins. "Well, Mandy... I got offered a
role in a new movie. A movie that's not so much new, for the other stars,
as it is for me. Now... I got you and Laney jobs in the costume and
wardrobe department. You guys get to be the ones touching and probing and
pulling at costumes, while the women are in them." Jessica says.
	Mandy tilts her head slightly. "Go on...."
	"Now, you might know the other girls, I can't really remember their
names very well... the blonde one, Izabella something or other... she's
real sweet. Cute too, I think you would like her."
	"Blonde actress named Izabella?" Mandy asks.
	Jessica nods, "Oh, and I never forget Maria... she's great. Tough,
but great... Oh, and Barbara...No, Bridget... is it Bridget? I can never
remember..."
	Mandy's jaw drops. "Bridget Moynahan?" she stammers, in shock.
	Jessica snaps her fingers, "Yeah! That's her!"
	Mandy stares at me, "Coyotes..."
	"I said that back at home, when you were still not believing me
that we were going to be going to Coyote Central..."
	"I didn't think you meant this..." Mandy says, bluntly.
	"Well, next time, have a little faith!" I say.
	Jessica nods out her window. "Hey, we're there..."
	The limo pulls up and I practically leap out of it, excited at the
prospect of what might happen. Mandy climbs out, still awestruck and for
the first time, we walk into the 'Coyote' bar. There are a few men milling
around, painting the set, hauling in a jukebox and adjusting the bar, when
we enter.
	Jessica shoves me through the door and I look around, my eyes
feeling like they are ready to pop out. Standing in front of me is Bridget
Moynahan. I stop, staring at her. Completely unselfconsciously, she holds
out her hand and grasps mine.
	"Hi, I'm Bridget, are you the wardrobe girl?"
	I nod, stupidly, then turn and stare at Jessica.
	"Where's Izabella?" Jessica asks, jumping up to sit on the bar.
	"She's running late." Bridget answers. "She'll be here any minute
though." Bridget looks at me again and I stand myself upright to not like a
star struck slob. "You ready to do that wardrobe thing now?" Bridget asks
me. I nod, still unable to speak, and Bridget walks over to a
door. "Through here..." she says. I follow her, shakily, as Jessica and
Mandy cheer me on.
	"Ok.... this is it..." Bridget says. She's very matter-of-fact, but
still sexy. She points to her rack of outfits and I grab the nearest one
and hold it out. Bridget scrutinises it, and dumps it on a chair. I stand,
unsure of what to do. Bridget just shakes her head, then grabs her shirt
and pulls it off. I jerk backwards.
	"Oh holy Jesus!" I swear.
	Bridget jerks her head at me, "What is it?" she asks.
	"I wasn't expecting you to do that in front of me..." I answer.
	"We're both girls..." Bridget says. "Surely you've seen a pair of
breasts in your life..."
	I nod and she shrugs, it's a 'so then what's the problem shrug'. I
swallow, and then watch her as she wriggles into her blue shirt. She stops
suddenly, looking at me.
	"I'm kinda stuck..." she says, embarrassed.
	I jump to attention and grasp the shirt, pulling it down over her
stomach, releasing her arms. She bites her lip and I look her in the
face. "What's the problem? Not comfortable?" She wiggles, trying to reach
her back, and I walk behind her, pulling the shirt down and removing the
creases. She stops wiggling, looking at herself in the mirror. "It
looks..." she pauses in the middle of her sentence.
	"Looks dead sexy!" I blurt.
	Bridget looks at me sharply. "Excuse me?" she asks.
	"Oh, well, all I meant was, you look really hot... You know, kinda
like ya expect a Coyote girl to look... I mean, oh jeez, don't slap me." I
turn away thinking to myself "you idiot, she's gunna walk out!"
	Bridget sniffs at my explanation and pulls the shirt off. "Right,"
she says, then shakes her head at me.
	I walk over to the clothing rack and grab a pair of pants. "What
about these then?" I ask.
	Bridget shrugs and pulls off her own pair of pants. I goggle, and
try not to watch, but she doesn't seem to have noticed, so I watch
anyway. I feel like my heart is going to pop right out of my chest it's
beating so damn hard. Finally Bridget wiggles herself into the tight
leather pants I handed her. I try to control myself, and look at her in a
business like fashion. She wiggles and tries to pull the pants lower on her
body.
	"What's wrong?" I ask.
	"Kinda feels like the costume makers made me an outfit on my old
measurements. Its going right up my behind!" she says.
	I grin and walk over to her. "Right, well, stand still, and let me
have a look." I tell her.
	I kneel beside her and without warning, stick my hand between her
legs, up around her behind and take hold of her pants. I hold my other hand
against her flat tummy, and tug lightly on the back of her pants, letting
my arm rub against her sweetly scented and leather clad cunt. She gasps in
surprise at my antics and jerks herself away, but I grab a hold of her
middle.
	"I know what I'm doing, alright?" I tell her. "I have to have my
arm here to feel the measure of give in your pants!"
	She looks at me a little distrustfully as I wiggle my arm against
her pussy, but she doesn't say anything. I tug at the pants some more, and
they give a little, but I keep my arm firmly pressed against her
crutch. Bridget wiggles again, and I give her a light glance. She has her
eyes closed, and her mouth slightly open. I smile, wiggling my arm some
more.
	"Oh gees..." She whispers and I look at her. "What are you doin to
me?" she says almost to herself.
	"You ok up there Bridge?" I ask her, and she looks down at me.
	"You're doing that... on purpose" she breathes at me.
	"Doin what?" I ask innocently, wiggling my arm.
	"What you just did!" she says.
	"Oh, you mean THIS?" I ask, leaning my arm tight against her crutch
and wiggling against her.
	"Yes that!!! Stop it!" She says.
	I stop leaning my arm against her, and she lets out a tiny sigh. I
get back to work, without teasing her pussy, and she gives a groan of
disappointment.
	"Now what?" I ask.
	"Now what? You're gunna get beat up is now what!" she says,
wrinkling her brow.
	"Beat up why?" I ask, unperturbed. I run my hand over her arse,
straightening out some wrinkles in the pants.
	"Because... because...." she starts.
	"Because I stopped?" I ask.
	"NO!" she half yells. "Its not... I'm not... That isn't it at
all... its just that..."
	I hold up a hand. "Stop. Look, what I do and what your reaction is,
doesn't mean anything. It means you're having fun, I'm having fun, and
that's it. Right? Now what do you want, do ya wanna be frustrated or do you
wanna have fun?"
	"They'll find out!"
	"They will not." I snort, derisively, and Bridget looks at me.
	"You'll tell." She says.
	"Who the heck would I tell? Bridget, right now, my best friend
Mandy is more than likely in the next room, doing the exact same thing to
Izabella! So, lighten up!" I say.
	"She wouldn't!" Bridget says.
	"Yeah, well, what are you gunna do, barge in and ASK them?" I
laugh, and then relax my face into an innocent expression. "I'm not gunna
hurt you... or anything like that. So don't WORRY so much Bridget!"
	She looks down at me, tensely and I look right back at her. Without
telling her, I slide my arm back against her crotch, until my hand is
resting against her. Slowly I knead her pussy through her tight pants, and
her face relaxes as she closes her eyes.
	"It feels so nice..." she murmurs.
	"Yeah, well, you should feel it from here!" I mutter, watching my
hands as I knead her cunt through the leather. I can smell her scent coming
through the pants, and my stomach jerks at the smell. I want her now!
	Bridget is swaying as she stands, her eyes closed, her legs
parted. Gently, I lean one hand up and caress her breast, and she tilts her
head back, wobbling precariously.
	"Bridget... I want you to sit down on the couch there..."
	Calmly, and ultra-serenely, Bridget does as asked, and I unzip her
tight pants. She seems unperturbed, and she watches me as I do so. I slide
the pants down as far as I can, and the sweet aroma of her pussy juices
wafts from the leather. I take a deep breath, savouring the smell, before
tucking my hand back under the material and feeling her naked flesh under
my fingers. She jerks suddenly, but doesn't say anything.
	With my other hand, I remove the tight red leather from her legs,
and drop it nearby, pushing myself up onto the couch beside her. I work my
hand lightly, kneading her pussy with my hand, and caressing her clitoris
under my fingers. I watch her face and she closes her eyes, sliding farther
down onto the couch. I lean close to her, brushing my lips against her
mouth, and she instantly returns the kiss, lustful and hungry. Our tongues
melt together as one, and I slide my arm around her, pulling her close. I
lay myself back onto the couch, pulling her on top of me, as I constantly
knead her wet cunt with my right hand. Her lips are quick on mine, her
tongue forceful in my mouth.
	Our kisses are setting me on fire, and I am feeling the need for
release, but I want her to cum before me, I don't care if I cum or not, I
want to make her cum. I want to taste her juices. I continue to manoeuvre
my hands, not sure whether or not to take the next step of moving my
fingers inside of her, but she takes the decision from me, and grasping my
hand, slides my fingers inside of her. One at first, then two. I slide my
fingers inside of her throbbing pussy, feeling my own pulsating with
want. Her hand slide up over my breast, and she grips it in her hand as she
kisses me hard. I pull away from the kiss for a moment, and she lets out a
deep breath, throwing her head back.
	I want her to scream, to make a sound, but she won't. I know she
won't.
	"How do you feel?" I ask her.
	"Mmmmmm." she doesn't make much of a sound, but I know its a sound
of pleasure. "Good..."
	"I want to taste you...." I whisper to her, "I want to go down on
you...."
	She nods her head... "Yes..." and returns to kissing me.
	I slide myself out from under her, and move to the floor at the end
of the couch. Slowly, I slide her legs apart to allow me as much access as
I can get. I watch my hand, as I insert my fingers slowly in and out of
her, before I slide them out completely. I lower my head, eager to take her
juices into my mouth when the door bangs open. Bridget's eyes jerk open,
and I whirl quickly.
	Mandy and Izabella are kissing furiously, leaning against the
door. Izabella has her pink skirt hiked up around her waist, and one leg up
over Mandy's. Mandy's hand is working a mile a minute on Izabella's pink
snatch. Bridget looks at me, then at Izabella, she is about to speak when
Mandy and Izabella accidentally lean against the light switch and the room
is plunged into darkness.

	In the blackness of the room, I quickly place my mouth over
Bridget's wet pussy, sliding my tongue inside of her. She jerks at the
sudden movement, but in a moment, she is silent, the only sound from her is
her breathing.
	"Laney?" I hear next to my ear.
	"I nearly shriek, "What?" I ask. "I'm kinda busy here!"
	"I can't see!"
	"Then turn the light back on, and let me alone!" I mutter. "I'm up
to mouth in Bridget right now!"
	Izabella giggles. "That doesn't sound nice."
	"Yeah, well, given my chance I'd be up to my mouth in you as well,
if ya will let me!"
	"Sure I'll let you!" Izabella giggles, "I let Jessica!"
	Mandy chokes. "When!!!"
	"Will you lot buzz off? I'm trying to get on with it!" I growl
through my teeth.
	"How is she Bridget, she any good then?" Mandy asks her, and I lash
out, feeling my hand collide with someone's leg.
	"Ouch!" Izabella jerks.
	"Sorry! Will you PLEASE? Get! Out!" I feel like screaming.
	"ON our way out then!" Mandy says, and I hear the door slam shut.
	"That was so embarrassing!" Bridget mutters.
	"Who cares?" I mutter. "Now am I allowed to do this or not?" I ask.
	I can feel her wavering. She doesn't want to go through with
it. "Well..."
	"Oh for pities sake Bridget!" I wail. "Please! Five minutes!
Please?"
	She leans back against the couch, and I let out a shaky breath. How
the hell does a person get a girl to cum in 5 minutes! Youch! Eagerly I put
my lips against her pussy, and slide my tongue straight in, lapping deeply
at her juices. She makes a tiny sound, but I'm not sure if it's a good or
bad thing. I slide one hand under her arse, kneading her arse as I slide my
tongue over her pussy. She is making noises now. I get the feeling that she
wants to go.
	I quickly go back to my hand technique of before, and she settles
back down, silently, wiggling her arse in content. She likes it, and I grin
into the darkness. Within a few moments, she is sighing, and I can sense
her leaning back her head.
	"Are you OK, Bridget?" I ask.
	"Yes..." she says into the darkness, her voice hoarse. "Oh god,
yes!" She says.
	"Is this ok then?" I ask.
	"Oh, harder... do it harder!" she says.
	Eager to please, I thrust my two fingers harder inside of her, and
her juices slip down my wrist. I lean down and lick them as they come out
and she lets out a vicious, rabid sounding moan, startling me. She leans
down her arm, and takes a hold of my wrist, directing my hand, and I follow
her lead, pushing her hand away. She is wiggling her arse, grinding her
hand down onto me, and I lap at her juices some more, smelling the
magnificent aroma that is her sex.
	"Oh Jesus!" she mutters, griding her arse down some more. "Yeah!"
she groans.
	"Fuck she's loud isn't she?" I hear Izabella mutter, and I jerk.
	Bridget is too excited to hear, but I look around the darkened
room.
	"I told you to be quiet Izabella!" Mandy says.
	I poke my foot out in the darkness, and feel it collide with
someone.
	"Ooops." Izabella whispers.
	"Get OUT!" I mutter furiously.
	"No!" says Mandy. A moment later, I feel her hand against my
crutch, and I jerk.
	"What are you doing?" I ask.
	"Getting into the spirit of things!" she says, jerking at my
pants. I let her do it, still confused at what's going on. Beautiful
Bridget is completely oblivious, and I try to see her in the dark, but I
can't. I can feel Mandy's hand against my pussy, and I wiggle comfortably,
closing my eyes.
	"Now just get on with it then, and make her cum!" Mandy says.
	I nod into the darkness, then jerk as I feel a tongue against my
pussy. Its Mandy, I can sense it, and I spread my legs wider for her,
before leaning down to lap at some more of Bridget's juices. Izabella is
beside me, and I smile, at her sweet smell.
	"Go up there and do something for Bridget..." I whisper to her, and
she moves away from me.
	A moment later, the sounds of furious kissing is heard, and I feel
Izabella's leg brush against me as she leans onto Bridget. The smell of
Izabella's sweet pussy mixed with the smell of Bridget is drying me to the
brink, and I lean forward, lapping at Izabella's snatch with delight. She
squirms and for a moment, pulls away, before relaxing onto my
tongue. Bridget is moaning deliriously, and I slide my tongue inside of her
as I probe at Bridget's pulsating love nest.
	Izabella is moving her pussy onto my mouth, pressuring me to slide
my tongue inside, and I am about to slide a finger of my left hand into
her, when the room suddenly becomes awash with darkness.
	I jerk my head around at the same time as Izabella and Bridget. I
hear myself say "Oh fuck!"
	It's Maria Bello.

	"Ladies!" she says, watching us with amusement. "What's going on in
here?"
	Bridget is looking more and more mortified. Izabella giggles, and
Mandy waves with one arm and keeps on going. I jerk over her and she sits
up grudgingly, looking at Izabella and Bridget in confusion before looking
at Maria.
	"Is this a private party or can anyone attend?" Maria jokes.
	"Oh fuck!" I say again.
	"Well, it LOOKS like that's what is going on!" Maria says. She is
grinning broadly and I feel like I could just disappear into the ground.
	"Maria!" Izabella says, trying to sound normal. But who can sound
normal when they are laying on top of another woman with no pants on and a
third woman between their legs.
	"Bella." Maria says. She walks farther into the room, surveying us
all critically. "Looks like fun."
	"Oh it is" Izabella says, sounding like she's going mad and
crazy. "It's good."
	Maria nods as though she gets it, and then looks at me. "Who are
you?"
	I can't say anything other than "Oh fuck!"
	Maria nods at that, then narrows her eyes and leans down next to
me, I am ready to pass out, she is scrutinizing me so closely. Then she
kisses me, sharp and hard, with her tongue probing against mine. I look at
her in surprise. She doesn't blink, but tastes the flavour of my mouth,
looking thoughtful.
	"So whose is that then? Izabella's?" she asks, and Izabella jerks
her skirt down. I nod, feverishly and Maria grins. "Great. Where can I
sit?"
	I stare at her in complete shock, my mouth wide open as Jessica
enters the room. She surveys each of us, one at a time, before her eyes
fall upon Mandy and I. She stares at me, her face expressionless.
	"Jessica!" I finally say.
	"So she CAN say something other than Oh fuck!" Maria cries in
delight.
	Mandy suddenly starts laughing, maniacally, and Jessica joins
in. The two of them are laughing insanely, and I stare around, confused,
watching Maria as she takes her pants off.
	"I think I'm gunna be sick!" I mutter quickly.
	Mandy stops laughing and looks at me. Jessica pouts, then grins.
	"Hey, don't worry Lanes!' she says to me. "Keep going, you look
like you're enjoying yourself!"
	"Well, I..." I begin, but she holds up a hand.
	"Keep doin what you're doin. God knows Bridget could use a
bit... See you guys later!" She grins at us and leaves the room, closing
the door.
	"Oh fuck!" I say once more.
	Maria looks at me, then grins. "Come here..." She hauls me up onto
my feet, and then helps Mandy up. "I have an idea..." she says. "All right,
Bridget, stay where you are... Izabella, next to Bridget!"
	Maria sounds so commanding, and sexy, we all do what she tells us
to do!
	Izabella sits gracefully next to Bridget, who is looking more
confused than anything else. Maria points to me. "You... down there!" she
points between Bridget's graceful legs. I immediately go where she tells
me. "You!" she says to Mandy. "Down there!" she points between Izabella's
legs. Mandy grins and does as she's told.
	"And me..." Maria says, sitting between both Mandy and I. She
smacks her hand between my legs and does the same to Mandy. I jump, staring
at her. She slowly begins to knead at both of us, while looking from me to
Mandy and back again.
	"Get on with it then!" Maria says, grinning.
	Confused, I slide my fingers back inside of Bridget who is looking
abysmally wrecked and ruined. I hear footsteps outside the door, and the
room is plunged into darkness once more. It becomes easier to do what I am
doing in the dark, unable to see the expression on Maria Bello's beautiful
face as she slides her fingers into my pussy.
	Next to me, I can hear Mandy guzzling happily into Izabella's cunt,
and I can hear Izabella sighing lustfully. Bridget is groaning in ecstasy
as I slide my fingers in and out of her. She grinds herself down on me, and
I lap at her juices some more. As I pull my mouth away from Bridget's wet
snatch, Maria pulls me close to her, kissing my mouth, taking in Bridget's
taste.
	I feel like I am ready to cum soon, and I jerk under Maria's expert
touch, Mandy is groaning heavily while licking the lovely Izabella's wet
hole, and I am soon overcome in the smell, the sounds and the taste of
Bridget as I lean down and immerse myself in licking her wet love box. She
presses her hands to the back of my head, pushing my mouth against her. I
lap hungrily, wanting her to cum and cum and cum.
	She starts to shake under my touch, and I feel a small squirt come
from her pussy. She jerks again, and I feel the irresistible taste enter my
mouth again. I slide my tongue deep inside of her, and she jerks again,
releasing more fluids from inside of her.
	"Oh holy shit!" Bridget moans, "holy fucking shit!"
	"That's it..." Maria whispers seductively, and I feel her turn
around next to me. I can hear the sound of Maria leaning in and kissing
Bridget in the darkness, kissing Bridget as she fingers me. My body is
quivering beyond belief; this is making me more aroused than anything else
has ever done. "That's it Bridget, cum." Maria whispers. "Scream down the
fucking house is you have to..." her voice is seductive, and slutty and
rapturous, and I let out a cry as her fingers slide deep inside of me.
	"Oh fuck!" I scream, and Maria slips another finger inside of me.
	Bridget convulses against me, a scream ripping from her
throat. Beside me, Mandy grunts, and I hear Izabella whimper
furiously. Bridget's entire body is shaking, and I lick the last of her
juices into my mouth, letting her lay back, exhausted. Maria slides down
onto the floor, and turns me around to kiss her deeply, she pushes me back
down onto the floor, burying her face into my own pussy, and shoving hers
directly over my mouth.
	I feel like I'm going to pass out, this is un-fucking-believable. I
am 69-ing with Maria Bello. Eagerly I lap at her, and draw her juices
inside of my mouth, feeling myself want to cum under her touch. She is not
whispering seductively to me, but next to me, I can't hear Izabella and
Mandy anymore, I am curious where they are.
	I moan loud and long as Maria laps my pussy, and she jerks as I lap
at hers. I begin to copy her, doing to her what she's doing to me, until
her body is squirming above me. She suddenly stands up and removes herself
from me; I am beginning to get somewhat confused, when I feel someone else
moving herself onto me. I take a curious lap at the pussy above me.
	"Izabella?" I whisper, and she rubs her cunt against my mouth in
confirmation. I begin to lick at her, still highly confused, and wanting to
be touched, I need to cum.
	I am yet tired however, as I was woken early, and did not sleep on
the plane on the way. The darkness is making me sleepy, sleepy, but the
sweet smell of Izabella is making me want to stay awake more than anything
else. I close my eyes for a moment, but a sudden ripping pleasure wave rips
over me. I jerk upright, looking around, but I can't see in the dark.
	"Oh what the fuck was that?" I gasp into the darkness, and I can
hear someone beside me. Bridget suddenly grips my face in her hands, and
kisses me furiously, masterfully. I am overcome by everything, and unsure
of what's going on next.
	"Yeah, oh Jesus, Mandy, keep doin that, oh yeah, do it..." Izabella
is whispering in the darkness, her voice raw with lust. Again I feel the
rip of pleasure sweep through me, and I jerk my body again.
	I can't think what it would be, I don't know, but it feels so good.
	Bridget's tongue melts into mine, and we kiss furiously, our spit
mingling as one, our lips mashed against each other's, our bodies tight in
an embrace. I can feel her breasts against my chest, and I reach for one,
masterfully kneading it under my hand. Bridget's hand is against my
stomach, one hand against my face and neck; the other is sliding down, and
down. Again I feel the pleasurable rip run through me, and Bridget gently
bites my lip in excitement. She is sliding herself inside of me, not just
her fingers, but also most of her hand; it hurts like hell, only the
pleasure over-rides it.
	She does it again, and I jerk my head back, with a scream. She
shuts me up by pushing her lips over mine once more, kissing me
furiously. I am about to cum, and I'm gunna cum so hard, my brain might
just bow out my ears. Wave after wave of pleasure consumes me, and I jerk
against bridges body. She seems calm about it, and finally, my jerking
subsides, leaving me with an empty, hollow, sleepy feeling. Bridget pulls
me against her, kissing me hard, and I lean against her, letting her lean
back against me. We both seem sated beyond anything else, and now all there
is to do is listening to the sounds in the room.
	I flick on a lamp and glance around the room, leaning back against
beautiful Bridget, who kisses my neck, tiredly.
	On the floor, Izabella is being carefully brutalised by Maria and
Mandy. The polish goddess is lying on the carpet, with Maria above her
mouth getting eaten. Between Izabella's white legs is Mandy, probing and
munching and licking for hell. Izabella is squirming deliciously, and I
grin lightly, kissing Bridges neck.
	The trio of girls on the floor are all panting and squirming, and
finally, Maria grasps the edge of the couch, her body jerking. I can see
small squirts of her womanly cum, splashing down outside of Izabella's
mouth. Izabella is not as eager to eat the cum as I always am, but she
licks it down bravely.
	Maria lowers herself to the floor, watching Mandy in anticipation
of something.
	Mandy glances up, getting the message of what's going on, and she
wriggles her way up next to Izabella. She is now using her fingers and only
her fingers on Izabella's naked love haven, and Bridget and I watch in
curiosity. Mandy licks at Maria's juices that are still left on Izabella's
face, before kissing her deeply. Izabella squirms now, her body moving
rhythmically to Mandy's workings down below. Her face is clenched tight,
she doesn't want to scream. Mandy doesn't kiss her anymore, watching her
face, as we all are now.
	Maria climbs up beside Bridget and I on the couch, leaning against
my other side. We are all now blissfully tired, sated and sleepy, yet still
filled with a heady passion that overcomes everything else. We all, but for
Mandy and Izabella. Izabella is squirming, uncontrollably bucking her butt
back and forth as Mandy seductively touches her insides again and
again. Finally, she lets out a moan, which dies out. Mandy probes her
harder, and Izabella clenches her facial muscles tight, trying to keep her
voice in check.
	Mandy looks up at me, and I clamber slowly off the couch, crawling
around to where she is sitting. I lean down, kissing Izabella hard on the
mouth, while Mandy slides graciously and gratefully back down to Izabella's
thrusting pussy. Eagerly, she lowers her mouth, as her hand keeps
working. I can sense Bridget watching us, and I wish instead that I was
kissing HER instead of Izabella, but I'm trying to help Mandy.
	I look up as I see Maria standing up, but I know where she is
going, she too is going to help Mandy. Maria lowers herself underneath of
Mandy's wet vagina, lapping at it eagerly, while Mandy does the same to
Izabella. Izabella's body is shaking hard, and I wrap my arms around her,
holding her firmly. She is still holding back her feelings. I pull her body
tight against my own, and kiss her deeply, and hard, jerking back away from
her. She takes in a deep heady breath, and I can't take what she's doing
anymore, I slide my hand around her breast, kneading it under my
fingers. She is gasping now, furiously gasping.
	Bridget is now standing as well, moving down next to Mandy. I can
see her taking Mandy's hands, directing her, until Mandy is moving her hand
in such a way that is making Izabella jerk her breaths inwards now. Bridget
now moves up behind me, reaching her arm around and massaging my clitoris
with her hand. I part my legs to allow her access, and within moments, I am
shivering, sweating lightly, wanting her to make me cum once more.
	I look down to see Mandy now, Mandy who is using one hand on
Bridget and one hand on Izabella. She is concentrating furiously, but her
entire body is also quivering with suppressed sexual energy. Izabella jerks
hard against me, and tries to kiss me, trying in vain to stop the scream.
	"Let it out Bella..." Bridget says. "Scream all you want to scream,
baby, there's nobody here to hear you. Come on..." her voice is sensual and
sexy, its making me so horny, I feel like I'm ready to cum already.
	"I can't! I can't!" Izabella whispers heavily.
	"Scream Izabella, you sexy little bitch! Let me hear you... let us
all hear you! Come on..." Budgets voice is a growl in my ear and I moan
heavily, as the combination of her voice, her hand and Izabella all
intermingle inside of me. Bridget leans beyond me and kisses Izabella
furiously on the mouth. "Scream damn you!" she says huskily.
	Izabella lets out a whimper as she thrusts against me.
	"Mandy! Fuck harder... Don't let her down..." Bridget commands.
	Mandy is sweating heavily now, her energy and concentration being
entirely spent upon making Izabella cum. She lowers her face to Izabella's
crotch, licking Izabella's clitoris lightly, then harder.
	A deep heavy moan escapes from Izabella's lips, and I knead her
breast ever more tighter, making her moan even louder. Bridget and I look
at each other, and Bridget kisses me hard. We are both breathing heavily
now, moaning together as one being. Our bodies pressed together.
	I can hear Izabella now, she is becoming more and more excited, and
she melts her body against mine, her body quivering heavily. I slide one
hand around her, and slip one finger into her arse. She bucks excitedly,
and I do it again. Her breath is now coming in short gasps and she opens
her mouth. I slip the entirety of my finger into her beautiful arse now,
wiggling it inside of her as Mandy uses her hand to fuck Izabella's
cunt. Izabella can barely breathe now, and we are all wiggling together,
our breathing heavy, excited.
	Then it happens. A loud scream of pleasured excitement escapes
Izabella's lips. She moans underneath of it, her body jerking with the
pleasure of her ecstasy.
	"Oh yeah, fucking YEAH!" I hear Mandy say, as Izabella
screams. Maria is working her body hard against Mandy now, and Mandy leans
herself against Izabella's body, lapping gently at what juices are left. I
can feel her hair against my stomach, and I touch her face lightly, and she
slides up next to us, kissing Izabella hard on the mouth. Maria doesn't
notice and follows her, completely immersed in what she's doing.
	Mandy is beginning to shudder weakly against Izabella's body now,
and I lean my hand over her, pulling all 4 of us into a dirty lesbian sex
sandwich. Izabella's breasts press against Mandy's, and I hear a gasp
escape Mandy's lips. She kneads Izabella's breast in her hand, while
kissing her furiously.
	I'm about to cum again, and I moan heavily, sensing the excitement
around me. The room smells of sex, cunt juices, sweat, women and leather,
and I'm more aroused than I've ever been in my life. I kiss Bridget hard
again, and the two of melt together as one, cumming furiously against each
other's bodies. I feel some of Bridget's womanly cum trickle against my
leg, and I lean my hand down to touch it, before licking it from my
fingers.
	Bridget licks her own juices from my fingers as well, before
smiling at me, sated.
	I lower myself to her sweet cunt to lap the leftover juices, before
she does the same to me. Together, we lean against the side of the couch,
our heads close together.
	On the floor, Mandy and Izabella are clinched together, tightly;
Izabella is staring dreamily at the roof, while Mandy cums silently next to
her.
	Maria finally flops onto the floor, exhausted and sweaty. She moves
up next to us, and Bridget kisses the womanly cum from her face. Maria
grins lightly, leaning against me.
	Mandy closes her eyes, her arms around the dreamy Izabella. And the
last I notice of them is that they are asleep.  ------------
	5 Months Later

	"Well, heres my number, call me at any time!" I say to Bridget at
the airport.
	"I will. For ANYTHING!" Bridget says.
	I kiss her on the mouth, firm and sweet, and she returns the kiss,
our lips melting together, as our tongues mesh in a jumble. She tastes like
the strawberries and cream that she had for desert this evening.
	"I'll miss you!" I tell her.
	"I'll miss you right back!" she responds.
	"I'll miss your kisses..." I tell her.
	"Then take another one," she says. "To remember me by."
	Again, we kiss, and I feel such pain in my heart that I want to
die. I don't want to leave her.
	We stop the kiss, tears in our eyes. I kiss hers away, and try not
to look at her as the plane pulls into range outside the window. Beside us,
Mandy and Izabella are cuddling each other, hysterical tears streaming down
their cheeks.
	"You can come and see me!" Mandy says to her, encouragingly.
	"I can! I will!" Izabella wails, and they squeeze each other
tightly.
	"Just make sure Bridget comes along with ya, huh Bella?" I say
encouragingly.
	Izabella hugs me, and Mandy hugs Bridget, but I have no troubles
letting Izabella go. We weren't as close to each other as I was with
Bridget. She was more Mandy's girl.
	The call for out flight comes over the loudspeakers, and Mandy lest
out a fresh stream of tears. "I don't want to go!" she wails.
	"I don't wanna go either!" I tell her, "But home is home, this
isn't it!"
	Izabella is sobbing hysterically against Bridget as I drag Mandy
away to catch the plane. Finally, Mandy is inside the door. I look back at
Bridget, feeling more emotion inside of me than I ever have
before. Quickly, I run back to her, kissing her passionately, openly,
wanton and desperate.
	She pushes me away. "Just go, Laney! Please!" There are tears in
her eyes, and I nod slowly, before turning my back on them and walking back
to where I left Mandy.
	I find my place on the plane, and sit next to Mandy who is sobbing
uncontrollably in her seat. I lean close to her and kiss her hard on the
mouth.
	"Stop ya crying woman..." I say. "You still got me!"
	She wails, and I wipe the tears off of her face.
	"You want em to throw you off the plane at fifty-thousand feet?" I
joke, and Mandy glowers at me.
	"Let me be miserable!" she wails.
	"No!" I tell her.
	"Please, I wanna cry!" she says.
	I shrug helplessly. "Ok then, I'll just spend the trip snogging
with that guy over there than, shall I?"
	I move to walk away, but Mandy grabs the back of my pants and hauls
me back to my seat. "No you won't!" she says.
	"Then shut-up and kiss me, woman!" I tell her.
	She smiles and presses her lips against mine, as the plane starts
down the runway. On the way to home.

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