Date: Tue, 15 Apr 2003 08:07:56 -0400
From: KMB2476@aol.com
Subject: The Harem: Episode 12 Part 2

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	The two began kissing again and, as they did, Reese reached down
for the end of Julie's shirt.  She hooked her fingers into it and began
pulling it over her head.  They separated just long enough for Reese to
peel it over Julie's head and it exposed the white bra Julie had
underneath.  Her nipples poked against the cotton material and Reese
hungered for them.  Pulling away from Julie's lips, Reese pushed her face
down into the girl's generous cleavage.  Julie had amazing tits.  They had
to be a C cup at least and she couldn't wait to get at them.

	"Ohhhhh..." Julie groaned as she felt Reese's tongue begin to tease
her nipples through her cotton bra.  Julie had sexier underwear she wore
when she went out and she wished she had slipped it on this morning.  She
felt so plain next to Reese, but how was she supposed to know something
like this could happen?

	After high school, Julie had tried not to acknowledge the curiosity
she had felt for other women.  She pretended it had never happened, but all
those good, confusing feelings were back now and they brought friends with
them.  She had fantasized about this.  She had dreamed of another woman
seducing her and controlling her and that was just what Reese was doing to
her.  Embracing the fantasies she had once had nightly was like welcoming
back an old friend and Julie kept moaning while Reese licked at her nipples
through her bra.

	Hearing Julie's angelic moans added fuel to Reese's fire.  This was
so risky.  She was fucking the woman she trusted to care for her daughter.
There were so many ways this could go bad, but all Reese wanted to do was
think about the ways it could go right.  Her tongue teased Julie's nipples,
getting the cotton wet and giving her a great view of the pink, erect nubs
under the bra.  Reese wanted more and she didn't hesitate in going for it.

	"Let's get this off you," Reese suggested, reaching back around
Julie to unsnap her bra.  Julie didn't put up any fight and Reese was
easily able to expose the girl's beautiful breasts.  They were so soft and
sexy and Reese immediately got her mouth all over them.  She kissed all
over Julie's tits, lavishing attention on them and even biting gently on
her nipples.  Reese wasn't sure how Julie was going to react to that, but
she quickly got a response.

	"Yesss...bite them..." Julie moaned.  "Make me feel it!"

	Reese was a little surprised to hear Julie say that, but she was
happy to comply.  The actress was getting such a rush out of being in
charge here and taking Julie.  S he sucked hard on her nipples and nipped
at them with her teeth, getting more happy cries from the young girl.
Reese could feel the girl's arousal from under her jeans, but she wasn't
ready to get to her pussy yet.  Reese had a few places she wanted to
explore first and Julie seemed to be enjoying having her nipples played
with so much.

	What Reese was finding out was what the lucky few guys who'd been
Julie's lovers knew...she was a serious sub in bed.  She just wanted her
lovers to work her over and push her around a little.  Julie supposed that
was one reason she had been so open to Reese's seduction.  She loved being
controlled and dominated and Reese was making her so wet right now by
pining her topless body down on the bed and biting at her nipples.

	"Harder..." Julie groaned.  Reese couldn't believe sweet little
Julie was in to having her nipples bit and twisted.  Maybe she wasn't as
innocent as she seemed, Reese grinned to herself.  If this was really what
Julie wanted, Reese was ready to give it to her.  She didn't go at it too
hard.  Reese didn't actually want to hurt Julie.  She just wanted to bring
her pleasure and being a dominating boss was making Reese even wetter than
she had been when she was lying back and pleasuring herself.

	Reese continued nipping at Julie's hard, pink points, grazing them
with her teeth and then leaning up to kiss her again.  Julie was even more
enthusiastic now and she wrapped her arms around Reese's body while sucking
on her employer's tongue.  Julie pressed Reese close to her, pressing their
bare breasts together.  Their hard nipples rubbed back and forth.  To Julie
it didn't matter now what the sex was of the person kissing her.  It just
mattered that they were making her feel good and filling the need she had
since her last boyfriend had left.

	"Do you like this Julie?" Reese asked.  "Do you like me playing
with your big, sexy tits?  Do you like me pinching your nipples and biting
them?"

	"Yessss I doooo..." Julie sighed in pleasure.
"More...please...more...I love it!  Make me feel it!  Use me like I'm your
little toy!"

	"Naughty girl..." Reese grinning when she heard that last part.
She'd always been the one seduced.  Every girl she had ever been with had
been the aggressor.  Now she was the one in charge and she wanted to play
that role to the hilt.  "Is that what you want?  To be played with?  To be
my slutty little employee?  Will you be a naughty girl for your boss?"

	"Yessssss I will..." Julie promised.  "I'll be sooooo naughty!
Control me Reese!"

	"Call me Ms. Witherspoon," Reese replied with a firm tone that
nearly had Julie coming.  She eagerly nodded her head and obeyed.

	"Yesssss Ms. Witherspoon," Julie moaned.  "I'll do anything you
say!  Boss around your little slut!"

	Julie wasn't ordinarily that sexual a person, but when she got
going her lovers had to stand back.  She had a lot of pent up arousal and
Reese was hitting all the right buttons on her body.  Her sexy boss was
making her feel exactly like she loved to feel in bed and Julie longed for
Reese to boss her around some more and really take her.

	Reese pulled away from Julie's tits and began moving down her body.
She asked herself again what the hell she was doing, but her answer was
provided by the arousal dripping down her legs from her pussy.  This was
new to her, but it felt so hot to take a woman like this.  Especially
someone like Julie who, by any rational view, should have been off limits
to her.

	Ordinarily Reese would have been shy to do this to someone,
especially when she wasn't sure whether or not they liked it, but she
wasn't go take no for an answer.  Reese bypassed Julie's jeans and went
right for her sneakers.  She quickly untied them and threw them off her
feet.  Her socks followed and Reese hungrily stared at Julie's wiggling
toes.

	"What are you doing Miss Witherspoon?" Julie asked.  She had an
inkling of an idea what was coming, but she wasn't sure.

	"Just lie back and find out..." Reese replied with a wicked twinkle
in her eyes.  She leaned down on her knees at the end of the bed and lifted
Julie's left foot up to her mouth.  She didn't hesitate for a second before
sucking lovingly on Julie's big toe.

	"Oooooh..." Julie moaned when she felt the first sensation of this.
She had never considered her toes an erogenous zone, but whatever Reese was
doing to her was working.  Julie hadn't expected Reese to be the type of
person who had a foot fetish, but she was learning a lot of things about
her boss this morning.

	Reese was all over Julie's sexy, painted pink toes.  She sucked on
each and every one of them, licking the nails with her tongue and then
proceeded to move her tongue up and down the arches of her feet.  There
wasn't an inch of her feet that Reese didn't attack with her tongue and it
had Julie moaning and Reese dripping.

	"Yes Miss Witherspoon...ohhh yess...that feels sooo good," Julie
declared as she felt the saliva from Reese's mouth dribble down her feet.
She was about to soak through her panties and jeans.

	"Are you my little slut Julie?" Reese asked, her eyes alight with
desire.  "Say it!  Say you're my slutty little employee!"

	"You know I am!" Julie cried.  "I'm your slutty employee Reese!"

	"That's Miss Witherspoon!" Reese corrected, adding a hard slap to
Julie's crotch with her hand.  Doing that was a pure impulse but it had
Julie rolling her head back and moaning.

	"Again!"  Julie begged.  "Do it again!  Smack me!  Spank my pussy!"

	"Say please..." Reese teased as she reached up for Julie's jeans.
Spanking through denim was no fun.  If this was going to work, it was going
to have to be flesh on flesh.

	"Please ohhhhhh pleaseeeee..."Julie whimpered.  "Spank me for being
bad!  Spank my pussy!  Make me sorry!  Pleeeeeeeeeease!"

	Reese undid the button and yanked the jeans down Julie's body,
exposing the soaked panties she wore.  Reese could see the lips of her
pussy straining against the now clear panties and she couldn't stand to
have anything keeping her from it.  Reaching up, Reese ripped the panties
right off Julie, tearing the garment in two.  Reese immediately felt a
twinge of guilt about ruining one of Julie's things, but the girl didn't
seem to mind a bit.

	"Yessss...rip all my fucking clothes off!" Julie cursed.  The
sentiment was nice to hear, but scarcely necessary because Julie was now
completely nude.  Reese admired Julie's wet pussy as the girl moaned
uncontrollably.  Julie had a soft, furry bush of brown hair.  It wasn't too
wild or anything.  It framed her pussy perfectly and Reese was about to
introduce her lips to it when she saw Julie taking off her glasses.

	"No!" Reese insisted, loving how Julie looked naked except for the
thin frames of her glasses.  "Keep them on!"

	"Sorry Miss. Witherspoon," Julie replied meekly as she set them
back on her face.

	"Sorry won't do," Reese declared, feeling her arousal build with
every passing second.  "I was going to give you pleasure Julie, but you
lost that chance."

	"Please Ms. Witherspoon...I-OHHHHHHH FUCK!!!" Julie screamed out
when Reese suddenly slapped her wet pussy.  It felt even harder because
this time she didn't have any clothing shielding the blow.  Reese did it
again and again and each time Julie's sexy cries got louder and her pussy
got wetter.  "SPANK ME MISS WITHERSPOON!!!  SPANK MY WET PUSSY!!!  I'M
SOOOOOO SORRY I TOOK OFF MY GLASSES!  PUNISH YOUR BAD GIRL!"

	"Shut up Julie," Reese growled.  Her face was hard on the outside,
but inside Reese was giddy.  This was so fucking hot.  Julie was so into
this and Reese was riding a wave of horniness she had never felt before.

"I've got a better use for that mouth of yours!" Reese declared as she
moved herself up to the front of the bed and swung herself around so her
pussy was right above Julie's mouth.  If Reese had bent down she would have
been in the perfect position to do a 69 with Julie, but Reese wasn't
thinking about her pleasure right now.  She was thinking about herself.
After all, as boss her needs should come first.

"Lick me Julie!" Reese ordered.  "Get that tongue of yours in my pussy!  Do
it now!  Please your boss!"

Julie had no idea what to do here.  She had never gone down on another
woman before.  All she knew was that she wanted to please her beautiful
boss.  She wanted to show Reese what a good, obedient employee she could be
and if that meant eating the wet, sexy pussy hovering above her lips then
Julie could definitely get into that.

Starting off with a few soft licks, Julie allowed herself to get used to
the taste of another woman before she really got going with her tongue.
She loved how sweet Reese tasted and she was just about to really begin
licking her when she felt another hard slap to her pussy.

"Not fast enough!" Reese growled.  "Eat that pussy you little slut!  Make
your boss come!  Fuck me now!"

Reese continued the hard slaps against Julie's pussy and the girl got the
message.  She picked up her pace and began lapping at Reese's dripping
pussy.  She knew what worked on her own body so she just transferred that
knowledge to Reese.  Finding her clit wasn't too hard and Julie pushed her
tongue into Reese's pussy to get at it.  When she hit it with her tongue
she began licking it hard and Reese immediately showed her approval.

"That's it!!!  Ohhhh Julie...that's a good slut!" Reese groaned. "Fuck me!
Lick that clit!  If only I knew what a fucking slut you were when I hired
you!  Mmmmm you're supposed to be taking care of my baby and you're taking
care of me instead!  You naughty fucking girl!  Eat my pussy!  Show me what
a good girl you can be!"

That was just what Julie wanted to do.  She desperately wanted to be the
good girl Reese desired.  She wanted to be everything her lovers desired
and for them to use her like a fuck toy.  She loved how Reese was riding
her face and slapping her pussy for encouragement.  It made Julie feel so
nasty and dirty and she wanted more.  Her glasses were now all fogged up
and sticky from the heat and wetness of Reese's pussy, but she didn't dare
take them off.  If her boss wanted them on her face, then there they would
stay.

Reese ground her pussy against Julie's mouth.  She was impressed by how
quickly Julie took to eating pussy.  It made her want to give her employee
a little bonus, but she didn't think Julie was ready for the privilege of
having her tongue inside her pussy.  Instead, Reese reached down and
brought Julie's foot back to her mouth.  She licked her feel and down all
over the flesh, tickling and teasing Julie before taking her toes past her
lips again.  The young girl squealed her pleasure into Reese's pussy but
she knew well enough not to stop unless specifically ordered to.

"Mmmmm you nasty slut...you love this, don't you?" Reese demanded.  "You
love your sexy boss sucking on your toes.  Show me how much you love it!
Eat my pussy and make me come!  Make me come over your hot farm girl face!"

Julie licked even harder at the prospect of that.  She longed to feel
Reese's girl cream all over her face.  It would show that Reese was the one
in charge and that she was just a lowly employee, good for nothing but
having cum on her face.  Julie let her instincts guide her, especially
because she could barely see a thing now.  She could just taste the wet
pussy over her lips and feel the pink folds her tongue was playing in.  It
was enough for Julie to do what was needed though and she alternated sucks
on Reese's throbbing clit with hard tongue thrusts into her folds.

"Mmmmm more!" Reese ordered.  "Tongue fuck my pussy!  You interrupted my
fun you nasty girl and now you're gonna get me off!  Eat my wet, tight
pussy!  Lick my famous cunt you little nobody!  You're nothing Julie!  Just
my little pussy licking whore!"

Reese's words, of course, didn't illustrate her true feelings about Julie,
but she guessed it was just what the girl wanted to hear.  Reese was right
on the money and Julie indicated that with a hard flurry of tongue strokes
against her clit.  With the kinkiness of what she was doing added to the
arousal she had built up from her toy play, Reese was close to coming.
Julie was doing an uneven, but passionate job on her pussy and that was
good enough to get her off.

"C'mon Julie fuck me!" Reese urged.  "I'm so fucking close!  Make me come!
Do what I say!  I'm America's fucking sweetheart and you're my nasty slut!
Lick my pretty pussy you nasty whore!  Fuckkkkkkkk meeeeeee!!!"

The closer she got to coming the harder Reese ground her pussy against
Julie's face.  The girl was now totally hooked on the taste of women and
Reese's taste in particular.  She longed for Reese's cum.  She wanted it
dripping from her lips and down her chin.  She wanted Reese to ride her
face every morning and make licking her pussy part of her job description.
Julie was Reese's little whore and it was all she ever wanted to be.

Julie's hands gripped Reese's thighs and she impaled Reese with her tongue.
She pushed it in and out of her tight pinkess, tasting her heavenly juices
and feeling the heat build until Reese could take no more.

"OOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSS!!!" Reese yelled, her tits bouncing up and down so
hard that she had to reach up and grip them.  "YESSS JULIE YESSSSSS!!!  I'M
COMINGGGGG!!!  TAKE IT!!!  TAKE MY MOVIE STAR CUM ALLLLL OVER YOUR SLUTTY
FACE!!!"

Julie did that and then some.  She lapped up Reese's girl juice like it was
manna from heaven.  She let Reese ride her face until she had no girl cum
left to give.  Feeling Reese's cream on her face was the best thing she had
ever experienced sexually and she let it soak into her skin as Reese cried
out in orgasm.  The actress' voice grew hoarse, but she kept screaming her
pleasure.  When she finally stopped, she rolled off the bed and gave Julie
a hard kiss on her lips.  Reese was eager to taste her cream all over the
nanny's beautiful, young face and she licked off whatever Julie couldn't
get with her tongue.

"Mmmm very good Julie," Reese smiled contently.  "I may not have to fire
you after all.  Now it's your turn!"

"Oh no Miss Witherspoon...I don't want a turn," Julie insisted, her lips
and nose shiny with girl cum and her glasses desperately in need of a
cleaning.  "Your pleasure is all I wanted!  Feeling you come is enough for
me!"

"I decide what goes on in this bedroom," Reese reminded Julie.  "I say who
gets a turn and who doesn't.  In my house you always get what you earn and
I say you earned a turn.  Do you have a problem with that Julie?"

"No Miss Witherspoon," Julie grinned, very happy to have her own chance to
come.  She couldn't remember if her pussy had ever been this wet before.

"Get on your hands and knees Julie," Reese instructed.  "I have a little
something I want to use on you!"

Julie obediently assumed the position.  She didn't know what was coming,
but she knew she was going to like it.  She deserved whatever Reese was
going to do to her and she welcomed it.  Whatever it was, it was going to
make her come.  Julie knew that for sure.

Reese ducked into her closet and began looking for what she had hidden in
there a few days ago.  She had put it away from Ryan's prying eyes and
hadn't had a chance to really play with it.  Reese's eyes lit up when she
found what she was looking for and she quickly pulled the strap on onto her
body.  She had gotten this from Carnal Knowledge the other day, with Keri's
welcome help.  Keri had even guided her through the dos and don'ts by
fucking her with it and then letting Reese return the favor.  Now Reese was
going use it on Julie and couldn't wait.

"You're such a nasty girl Julie," Reese declared, emerging from the closet
and smacking each firm cheek of her ass.  She left a pink handprint on the
flesh that quickly disappeared.  Then she did it again, smacking Julie's
ass while grinding herself against the girl.  "You know what happens to
naughty girls, don't you?"

By now Julie could feel the toy pressing into her flesh and she knew what
answer to give her boss.

"Yes I do," Julie grinned.  "They get fucked!"

"Good girl!" Reese said, helping herself to one more smack of Julie's ass.
"That's just what you're going to get, nasty girl.  I'm going to fuck you
Julie!  You want it, don't you?  You want your boss to fuck you!"

"Fuck me Miss Witherspoon," Julie panted with desire.  "Give it to me hard!
I want to feel you fuck my bad girl pussy!  Please fuck me Miss
Witherspoon!"

The next sounds that came from Julie were her cries from being penetrated
by Reese's toy.  Reese's strap on wasn't too big.  She wasn't looking for
her own version of Mr. Snappy and the six inches suited her fine.  Reese
just wanted to feel the sensation of fucking another girl and Julie was so
willing to be taken like this.  The fact that they were doing this in the
bed she shared with Ryan only made it better.  Reese had wanted to do this
with Jessica a few weeks back when she'd spent the afternoon, but Julie got
to be the lucky first.

Julie was so tight that Reese really had to push into her.  Fortunately,
Julie was so wet that she had plenty of all natural lube at her disposal.
Reese was able to get the toy inside her and began to steadily fuck her
with it.  Julie responded with a series of high cries and squeals of
pleasure.  She screwed her eyes closed as Reese gripped her hips and fucked
her.  Julie was in heaven.  She hadn't been fucked like this in so long.
Her heavy tits swung back and forth and her body filled with elation.
Reese was taking her just like she needed to be taken.

"Take it slut!" Reese ordered, smacking Julie's ass again.  "Take this cock
deep in your slutty pussy!"

Reese felt like she was someone completely different right now.  This
wasn't her and that's what made it so hot.  She felt like Rose.  It had
been so hot when Rose had fucked her with Mr. Snappy and now Reese was
giving those sensations right back to Julie's young body.  Reese knew she
could never be someone like Rose.  She could never be that fearless or
sexual, but she could sure as hell pretend to be and that's exactly what
she was doing as she fucked Julie's tight pussy hard.

"Tell me how much you love it Julie!" Reese demanded.  "Tell your boss how
much you love being fucked!"

"Fuck yes I love it Miss Witherspoon!" Julie cried, her glasses bouncing up
and down on her nose with each hard thrust inside her pussy.  "Fuck me!
Fuck your nasty little worker!  This is what I want!  Make me your fuck
toy!  Fuck me and spank me and do whatever you fucking want to me!"

"Yessss that's what I want to hear!"  Reese groaned, her thrusts
increasing.  "That's what your boss wants to hear!  You're my fucking slut
now Julie!  My fucking little whore nanny!  I'm gonna tell all my friends
about you and they're all gonna wanna fuck this hot, tight pussy!  Mmmm
you'd fucking love it!  You'd be our little pussyslut!  Lining yourself up
for each and every one of my lesbian friends to fuck you!"

Julie had no idea if Reese was just talking dirty or actually had friends
like that.  If it was make believe then it would be a plenty hot fantasy
and if it was real...that would be the ultimate!  Julie felt her body
getting closer to orgasm.  She didn't want her boss to stop fucking her,
but she also knew her body wouldn't be able to take much more of this.
Reese was fucking her so well and Julie just wanted to come all over that
hard strap on buried deep in her pussy.

"Ohhhh Miss Witherspoon...please give your slut more!" Julie begged, her
breaths growing short and uneven.  "I'm sooooo close!  Make me come!
Please make your nasty little slut come!"

"Beg for it Julie!" Reese ordered, adding more pleasure to Julie's fucking
by reaching for her ponytail.  Reese grabbed her long, brown hair and
tugged on it hard, eliciting a scream of pleasure from Julie.  She did it
again while keeping up the pace of her fucking.  "Beg me to make you come!"

"Please oohhhhhhhh pleeaaaaaaaasssssseeeeeeee!!!" Julie wailed.  "Fuck your
slut!  I need you to make me come Miss Witherspoon!  I'm so unworthy of
being fucked by you but please please please make me come!!!  Make your
little whore come like the nasty fuck she is!!!"

Julie's words swam in Reese's head.  Adrenalin pumped in Reese's veins and
she began to think that her heart was gonna burst from the rush she was
getting by doing this to Julie.  Reese knew there was only so much of this
she could take too so she decided to take mercy on the girl and stopped
teasing her.  She concentrated on getting Julie off.  Reese pushed the
strap on hard into Julie's pussy and yanked on her hair, sending the girl
flying.

"UGHHHHH YESSSSSS!!!" Julie roared.  "SOOO CLOSE...PLEASE MORE...JUST A
LITTLE MORE!!!  PLEASE MISS WITHERSPOON!!!"

More was exactly what Julie got.  Since the strap on wasn't too big, Reese
was able to push it all the way inside her without causing any damage to
Julie.  Reese had it almost there and, with one final push, she was able to
bury it totally inside Julie's cunt.  Reese let the tight walls of Julie's
pussy hold it there and she used her free hand to smack Julie's ass again,
making it pink and pushing Julie over the edge.

"MMMMMMMM OHHHHHHHHH MMMMMMM!!!" Julie roared in ecstasy as she came.  She
rocked back and forth as much as she could with the strap on inside her.
Her pink pussy walls clamped tight around the toy and pushed it out a
little.  Julie grunted and sweated as pussy juice dripped down her leg and
stained the sheets where Reese and Ryan had slept the night before.  Julie
cried out every wave of pleasure her body felt and when she sense the girl
could take no more, Reese pulled herself out of her and lay beside her on
the bed.

They began making out in a frenzy of girl kisses and tongue sucks, but
their bliss was interrupted by a sound from down the hall.

"Oh my God!  Ava!" Reese gasped as she heard her crying child.  This
brought her right out of the clouds and back to reality.  She wasn't the
girl she was when she'd taken Julie.  Now she was a concerned mother again
and she quickly grabbed a robe and ran to check on her daughter.
Fortunately nothing was wrong.  Ava had just woken up from her nap and
decided to alert the house to that development.  Reese set her down again,
lovingly kissed her and went back to see Julie.

"Is she ok?" Julie asked as she got dressed.

"She's fine," Reese answered.  Now that the spell of lust that had taken
them over had been broken there was noticeable awkwardness between her and
Julie.  They couldn't quite look at each other in the eyes and neither of
them knew what to say.  Finally Reese broke the silence.

"God...Julie...I'm sorry...I didn't mean for this to happen..." Reese said,
blushing at the memories of what she had done to this girl just a few
minutes earlier.  She still had the fucking strap on under her robe for
God's sake.  "I didn't mean to force you or anything!  I just lost control
and..."

"It's ok," Julie assured her employer, pulling on her jeans but not even
bothering with her ruined panties.  "I wanted it to happen.  I just wasn't
expecting it.  It's totally cool though.  I loved it."

"You did?" Reese smiled.

"Uh huh," Julie replied, nodding her head.  "It felt soooo hot!  I didn't
know you were into this stuff."

"It's a long story," Reese said mysteriously.  "I just didn't want to make
you want to quit or anything.  I think you're a great nanny and I'd hate to
lose you because I couldn't control myself."

"Really, it's ok," Julie insisted.

"So...you think you might want to...you know...do this again sometime?"
Reese asked hopefully.  She couldn't forget how much fun it had been to be
the bossy bitch and control Julie.

"Anytime you want...Miss Witherspoon..." Julie smiled before kissing her
boss on the lips.

* * * * *

	Sarah sighed reflectively as she sat back and waited.  That was
what you did on a movie set most of the time...you waited.  Filming a TV
series was often an exhausting grind, but Sarah had gotten so used to the
pace of doing Buffy that when she made movies she often didn't know what to
do with herself.

	The crew was busy setting up the next shot, so Sarah busied herself
by twirling the gun she had around her finger.  Sarah wasn't someone who
got her jollies from playing with guns, but since it was loaded with blanks
and the safety was firmly in place, she was bored enough to do it.  All
around her crew members hustled back and forth making sure everything was
in place and Sarah just kind of faded into the background.  That temporary
anonymity was refreshing.

	Sarah had thought that filming "Scooby Doo" and doing scenes with a
talking dog that wasn't even there was difficult, but she hadn't been
prepared for this.  The special effects shots they were putting together
for "Parasite Eve" were about a hundred times more complex and it seemed
like everything was CGI. Sarah never wanted to see another blue screen
again and they had just started filming.  She didn't want to think about
how bored she'd be by the end of filming.

	Playing a New York City cop battling mutating people and animals
wasn't an opportunity rife with dramatic possibilities, but it was a nice
paycheck and a chance to spend some serious time in the city of her
birth. Sarah supposed that was worth a little boredom.

If she pulled this off Sarah would be able to prove that she could carry a
movie without the talking dog and if she proved she had drawing power,
she'd start getting better scripts to choose from. Sarah wanted to prove to
Hollywood that she was more than Buffy Summers. She admired the Jodie
Fosters, the Meryl Streeps and the Nicole Kidmans so much and she dreamed
of some day getting the material they were offered.

	So if running around in a leather jacket and tight white top with a
fake gun while saving the world was what it took to get there, Sarah was
prepared to do it.  She just wished she had a brought a good, long book to
fill the seemingly endless periods of down time she had.

	In lieu of a book, Sarah used her time to do some serious
fantasizing and she quickly found that nothing made the time go quicker
than filling her head with naughty, X-rated thoughts.  With all the
interns, personal assistants and production people running around, Sarah
found she had a big menu of yummy girls to dream about.  She had already
spent her morning thinking about spending some time with two of the girls
on the sound crew, but most of Sarah's thoughts were focused on someone
else.

	A lot of names had been thrown around for who would play Eve. When
they had finally settled on Jamie Lynn-Sigler, the Internet fans had gone
into an uproar, but Sarah had highly approved of the choice.  The message
boards and chat rooms of video game fans thought Jamie was way too young
and not talented enough to play an opera singer who transforms into the
villainous Eve. However, Sarah was looking at things from an entirely
different viewpoint.

	It was Sarah's experience that on-set romances were the great
constant of Hollywood and she found herself hoping that sparks would fly
between her and Jamie. She knew Jamie had a fiancé and Sarah had no
reason to believe she was into girls, but that didn't mean she couldn't
hope.  After all, Jamie wasn't the only one with a fiancé and that
wasn't stopping Sarah from fantasizing about playing in the Meadow a little
bit.

	Having her thoughts turn to Freddie reminded Sarah that soon she
wouldn't be his fiancé anymore.  She had agreed to get married to him as
soon as she wrapped the film and that time was rapidly approaching.
Marrying and having a family was something Sarah had always dreamed about.
But she hated to think about what she was giving up in the process.  She
didn't want to end up like Jennifer and Brad who had split over this.
Sarah hadn't told any of the others, but she knew that when she did marry
Freddie she was going to have to commit herself to it and give up the fun
she was having in the mansion.  It was going to be the hardest thing she
ever had to do, but Sarah couldn't see any way around it.

	Sarah didn't want to think about having to give it all up though.
She wanted to focus on having as much fun as possible while she still
could.  She and Jennifer had had themselves a nice, hot shower together
that morning, but Sarah was anxious for more.  She wished the rest of her
housemates were here too.  Sarah not only longed for what they could do to
her, but she wanted to show them all her favorite places in the city. Sarah
loved New York and she wanted to share that with all of them.

	Sarah also would have loved to share Jamie with them too.  She
giggled at the thought of seducing the young girl and then bringing her
back to Los Angeles as a gift for her horny housemates.  Now that would
have been a memorable souvenir to bring home.  Sarah's idea had her
shivering, but before she could focus any more on that pleasant scenario,
the very girl she was fantasizing about interrupted her.

	"Boo!" Jamie playfully said as she seemingly popped out of nowhere
on the set.

	"Careful, I'm armed," Sarah laughed as she tried to catch her
breath.  When she was daydreaming, Sarah tended to zone out which made her
very susceptible to being surprised.  Jaime got her good and Sarah was left
gasping.

	"Hey you're not supposed to start shooting at me until next week,
so keep that thing holstered," Jamie pointed out.  The two girls then
shared a laugh.  Jamie had been cast so late in pre-production that she and
Sarah really hadn't had much of a chance to get to know each other.  So
they were kind of learning about one another on the fly.  They were getting
along well, fortunately, and both seemed to like the other.

	"So when are your scenes?" Sarah asked, noticing Jamie wasn't in
costume yet.  It was hard for Sarah not to blush a little as she talked to
the girl she had been dreaming about fucking just a few short moments ago.

	"Not till later on," Jamie replied. "They're supposed to do some
stuff with me like around noon, but you know how it gets around here.  They
probably won't get around to using me till three or something."

	"Yeah, I'm supposed to start my scene any second now," Sarah
said. "But they told me that like forty five minutes ago."

	"I guess this is my big welcome to Hollywood," Jamie laughed. Even
though her face was instantly recognizable thanks to her work on "The
Sopranos", this was her first movie and it definitely was a big adjustment
for her too.  She wanted to be able to make that jump from television to
movies and that was one of the reasons she was so glad to be working with
someone like Sarah.  She had made that jump and done it so smoothly.  She
really admired Sarah and hoped to be following in her footsteps.

	"Yeah, there's nothing they can shoot in five minutes that they
don't end up doing in five hours," Sarah said.

	Sarah was about to say more when all of a sudden one of the
production assistants rushed up to her.

	"Sarah...they're ready for you now," he said.

	"Finally," Sarah sighed.  "See you later Jamie."

	"Ok," Jamie smiled.  "Hey if you want to, why don't you come on
over to my trailer later?  We can hang out and stuff.  You know kill some
time."

	"I'd love that," Sarah immediately answered in a tone she hoped
wasn't too eager.  She had a lot of ways she and Jamie could kill time and
she began wondering again just how receptive Jamie would be to them.

* * * * *

	Back in Los Angeles, Michelle Branch was concentrating entirely on
psyching herself up.  She could do this.  She knew she could do this.  It
was in her hands to make her fantasy come true.  All she had to do was take
action.  Michelle had told Jewel and Alyssa about her lust for Avril
Lavigne a few days ago and since then finding her and making love to her
had been almost all Michelle could think about.

	Unfortunately this was something that was easier said than done.
Michelle wasn't an overly sexual person.  She loved sex with women and
wasn't shy about that when she was with people she was comfortable with,
but she wasn't someone who was in your face about her sexuality.  She
wasn't one to go around displaying her body like Christina or Britney.

	Michelle had no problem lusting after girls like them.  In fact now
that Britney and Christina were at the mansion, Michelle was dreaming about
dropping by and properly introducing herself to them.  She just knew she
wasn't like them.  She couldn't just go out and grab something she wanted.
Michelle longed to be fearless, but she couldn't stop worrying that a bold
move would blow up in her face and jeopardize everything she'd accomplish.
Michelle couldn't bear the thought of having to return to Phoenix and face
her friends and family after a sex scandal.

	The things Michelle had done, like play with Jewel and Gwen in
their dressing room and visit the mansion, had all been done in safe
environments.  If Michelle approached someone like Avril, it wouldn't be
safe.  She had no idea what Avril was into.  What if she rejected her and
then told everyone that she had tried to seduce her.  Michelle would have
died.

	Michelle looked at girls like Alyssa with such envy.  Nothing
scared her.  She wasn't afraid to go after what she wanted, like when she
had walked in on her and Jewel the other day.  There had been no knocking
or anything.  Alyssa had just walked in stark naked and she exuded such
confidence that it had turned her on something fierce.  Michelle wanted to
be that bold.  She could be sexy like that.  She could go after what she
wanted and take it.

	Telling herself that over and over again, Michelle knew it was time
to move.  She was sitting in the lobby of the hotel she knew Avril was
staying in.  There were little clusters of fans that knew Avril was there
too and they were sitting around hoping for a glimpse of her.  With her
long hair tucked under a baseball cap and her face hidden behind
sunglasses, Michelle was able to stay incognito.  No one had recognized her
yet and she wanted it that way.  There was only one person she wanted to
recognize her and that was Avril Lavigne.

	Summoning up all her courage, Michelle told herself she could do
this.  She wasn't going to get bold by sitting on her butt and waiting for
this to fall in her lap.  She needed to take her own destiny in her hands
and take a risk.  She hadn't played it safe when she had decided to pursue
a career in music and it had paid off.  Now she was going to take the same
risk with her social life.  Michelle just hoped the end result was the
same.

	Michelle didn't really have a plan of seduction in mind, just a
loose collection of ideas she hoped would result in naked girl flesh
against naked girl flesh.  She and Avril had a lot in common.  They were
both teenagers and they had both burst on the scene at around the same
time.  Michelle had met her a few times, but they had never really spoken.
That was the first thing Michelle wanted to change.

	She was counting on the fact that if she went up and started
talking to Avril, they would hit it off because of what they had in common.
Michelle pictured in her mind going up to Avril, talking to her and somehow
getting back up to her room with her where they could let things get a
little more intimate.  Michelle knew it was a long shot, but it was all she
had.  She didn't know if it was going to work, but Michelle felt like she
couldn't go on not knowing.

	Avril was someone who was very "in your face" with attitudes and
opinions.  Michelle admired it and it was part of the reason she wanted
Avril so bad.  She reminded her of girls she had gone to school with and
that always made Michelle so wet.  There had been so many girls back home
in Phoenix she had wanted, but had been afraid to approach.  Avril had such
spirit in her and Michelle started blushing in the lobby as she stood there
and fantasized about what they could do to each other's firm teen bodies.
Avril was bold where she was quiet and Michelle wanted her wildness to rub
off on her.  All she needed was a chance.

	Suddenly that chance appeared when Avril began walking through the
lobby toward the door.  She was in town to start laying some tracks down
for her new album and Michelle guessed she was on her way to the studio.
She had her band following obediently behind her and big, hulking bodyguard
to her side.  Avril strode through the lobby with a confidence well beyond
her years and Michelle found herself about to swallow her tongue.

	This was it.  This was her chance.  She could prove to herself that
she wasn't some shrinking wallflower.  All she had to do was reach out and
say "Hi Avril."  Avril would recognize her and they'd start to talk.  Then
they'd get to the fun stuff.  She could do this.  She knew she could.
Avril was going to walk right bye her.  She just had to reach out and tap
her on the shoulder or something while she was signing autographs.

	Suddenly Avril stopped right in front of her and started signing
autographs for the small group of fans that were standing in front of
Michelle.  Knowing it was now or never, Michelle took a deep breath, began
to reach out and totally froze.

	It was like her mouth wouldn't work.  All she wanted to do was say
"hi," but she couldn't.  She couldn't say or do anything.  She just stood
there, paralyzed, as Avril finished signing autographs and walked out of
the hotel.

The group of fans dispersed, but Michelle just stood there. It was like her
whole body ceased working at the key moment.  She had choked.  Michelle
slunk back to the chair she'd been sitting in and fell back onto it.  She
pulled the cap down over her face and bunched her jacket tightly around her
chest.  She'd had her chance and she'd blown it. Michelle felt like the
biggest loser in the world.

* * * * *

Rachael Leigh Cook's skin tingled as she exited the shower and wrapped a
big, fluffy towel around her naked body.  She always loved how she felt
after a hot shower or a long leisurely bath.  She loved how sensitive her
skin was and how she could just lightly brush against any place of her body
and feel shivers of sensation.  Of course these days, Rachael was tingling
for an entirely different reason.

Her days of waiting around the phone for some guy to call her were over.
Rachael had discovered something about herself and it was scary and
exciting all at once.  She had never expected to be into girls.  Sure she'd
thought about it some times, but it wasn't like she'd been looking for it
to happen.  But then she'd been so deliciously seduced and Rachael felt a
wicked smile tugging at her lips as she thought back to all the sexy
memories she'd been left with.  Rachael didn't know what to make of all
these new feelings she had, but she didn't want them to stop, that was for
sure.

Snapping herself out of the trance she was putting herself in, Rachael
wiped away the foggy mirror and stared at her face through the moisture.
She smiled at herself.  She wasn't the type to go and flaunt her body.
Rachael preferred holding back until the time was right to let go.  She
knew she was pretty though and she knew she had a sexy body.  Now all these
new possibilities had been opened up to her and Rachael barely knew where
to start.  That was the best part though.

Rachael began playing with her wet hair as she continued to look at herself
in the mirror.  As an actress, her hair color changed about as often as the
regimes in third world countries did.  These days it was a reddish
brown...closer to burgundy than the bright red she'd had when she filmed
"Josie and the Pussycats".  She'd changed her hair around so much that
Rachael was sometimes afraid it was just going to fall out from overuse.
Fortunately, that had yet to happen and Rachael still had a full head of
hair.

Even after turning on her hair dryer, the loud sounds were not enough to
distract Rachael from all she'd been thinking about for the last few days.
Her eyes had been opened and she wanted more.  She wanted a lot more.  But
how did she go about getting it?  She wasn't aggressive with guys, except
on special occasions.  How could she be expected to be aggressive with
girls?

Through the noise of the machine, Rachael thought she detected a ringing
sound.  She quickly flipped it off and confirmed that her phone was
ringing.  Rachael quickly ran out of her bathroom and into the bedroom
where the phone was beeping away.

"I'm coming...hold on!" Rachael called out, as if the person on the other
end could actually hear her.  She managed to grab it in mid-ring.

"Hello?" Rachael said, hoping she hadn't missed whoever was calling.

"Hey sexy..." Tara said on the other end and Rachael's smile immediately
returned.

"Hey..." Rachael replied as she felt her face blush from the memories of
what she and Tara had done to each other.  Sometimes it seemed to her like
it hadn't even happened.  It had been so new and alien.  But it had been
real and it had been soooooo good.

"What'cha up to today?" Tara inquired.

"I just got out of the shower," Rachael replied.

"Ooooh are you naked?" Tara giggled on the other end.  "Cause I am..."

"Really?" Rachael asked, feeling her body tingle underneath the towel.  She
had to admit it was a little weird to talk to Tara now considering the
taboos they had broken, but Tara didn't seem to have any reservations and
she was totally putting Rachael at ease, just like she had when she had
seduced her.

"Mmmhmm," Tara answered in the affirmative.  "I'm lying here on my bed all
nice and naked...wishing you were here with me and doing all those things
we did the other night."

"Stop," Rachael blushed again, even though she didn't mean it.  She didn't
want Tara to stop.  She wanted Tara to do more and more to her.

"Nope," Tara shot back.  "I know how much you like it, so don't pretend."

"I won't," Rachael smiled.  "Gawd...I still can't believe we did all that.
I had never...and it was so amazing..."

"You made me feel good too," Tara replied.  "I'm getting wet again just
thinking about it.  You got my pussy soaked the other night and mmmm I
can't wait to do it again."

"Really?  You want to do it again?" Rachael asked hopefully.  Her pulse was
starting to race and she pushed the towel off her body before almost
unconsciously beginning to play with her nipples.  Ever since she and Tara
had shared their last good night kiss, Rachael had touched herself over and
over again thinking about what they had done.  Now the prospect of more was
making her heart race and her pussy glisten.

"Of course I do, don't you want to?" Tara asked.

"Oh God yes," Rachael moaned as she hit a sensitive spot on her nipples.
"It's all I've been thinking about."

"Have you been thinking about me?" Tara inquired.  "Or have you been
thinking about other girls too?"

"Both," Rachael answered honestly.  She had tried to keep her thoughts on
Tara, but she hadn't been able to stop herself from thinking about other
girls she knew.  It had been a veritable all-girl porno inside her head the
past few days and Rachael couldn't wait to thank Tara over and over again
for making her see how good it could be.

"Good," Tara grinned.  "Why don't you come over tonight?  I've got a
surprise for you.  She's coming over around 7, so you better be here.  If
you're not then we're just going to have fun without you."

She?  Oh gawwwwwwwwd.  Rachael gasped and her mind spun at the thought.
Tara had invited another girl over.  This was too much!  She couldn't do
this.  Being sexual with Tara was one thing, she was a friend, but with
another girl?  Rachael didn't want to advertise her sex life.  But she
couldn't stop herself from wanting it.  Rachael trusted Tara and she could
feel how wet this idea was making her pussy.  Besides the thought of Tara
playing with this mystery girl without her was something she couldn't let
happen.  Rachael just couldn't make the word "no" form on her lips.

"I'll be there," Rachael said, her voice almost a whisper.

"Goody," Tara replied.  "Get here early.  There's something I want to show
you.  You're going to love it."

"Ok Tara," Rachael agreed.  "I'll see you tonight."

"Can't wait," Tara said, her voice almost a moan.  "It's going to be even
better than last time."

The call then ended and Tara moved her attention right back to the
television screen.  She hadn't been lying to Rachael.  She was in her bed
and she was stark naked.  Tara's hands were very busy too as she watched
the tape she had made of her and Rachael for what felt like the zillionth
time.  What was on it demanded repeat viewings and Tara had enjoyed it
every time she had seen it.

This time was no exception and Tara moved her left hand back to her bare
tits as her right hand pawed at her wet pussy.  She slid two, then three
fingers into her tight cunt and pumped them into body.  Tara's eyes were
frozen to the screen as she watched Rachael pull off her panties with her
teeth and then kiss her soaked pussy.  Remembering what they had done had
been hot, but visual aids just made it so much sexier.  Tara couldn't wait
to show Rachael what she'd done.  She was going to love it.  She just knew
it.

Tara's moans filled the room as she continued to finger herself.  The tape
had come out even better than she had hoped.  It was so vivid and so
fucking sexy.  Tara couldn't help but think that someone else out there
needed to see this tape, just so he could see how over him she was.

"Mmmm I don't need you anymore Carson," Tara groaned.  "Mmmm Rachael can
fuck me better than you ever could!"

Tara then began moaning again while she watched Rachael eat her out.  They
both looked so beautiful on the tape all naked and in total lust with each
other.  Tara continued to pump her fingers in and out of her pussy, pushing
herself closer and closer to another creamy orgasm.  While she did this,
Tara kept telling herself that this was only going to get better.

* * * * *

Even though it was still just mid-morning, the business of making Hollywood
deals was already in full swing.  There were contracts to be negotiated,
creative accounting to do and auditions to go on.  Jessica Alba had thought
she was done with auditions, but one big canceled series had changed all
that.

Jessica wasn't opposed to the idea of auditioning, as long as it was for a
good role.  She knew if she was trying to get a movie role in a big
blockbuster then she would have to audition.  She just wasn't willing to
audition to be the lead's best friend on some stupid sitcom or something.
Fortunately, the audition she was headed to this morning was far from a
dumb role like that.

It had been almost a year since "Dark Angel" had been canceled and Jessica
hadn't exactly been sitting around and gathering dust.  She had her first
starring role in a movie coming out, but she wasn't taking anything for
granted.  "Honey" could just as easily be another "Glitter" as it could be
another "Save The Last Dance."  Jessica wasn't assuming it would be a
success and she wanted to make sure her face was still out there and that
there was a buzz around her name.  That was why when her agent called and
told her that they were interested in her doing a two-part guest shot on
"Alias" she had jumped at the chance, even if it meant auditioning.

The role was worth it that was for sure.  Jessica knew she could really
make the role of an undercover CIA operative who might or might not be one
of the good guys work.  There would be plenty of chances for her to look
sexy and kick some ass.  It was perfect for her and she wanted it badly.
The episodes would air during May sweeps with plenty of promotion and it
just seemed like the ideal situation.  Jessica had already talked to the
producers and gone in for a reading.  She was feeling confident that they
liked her and that the role was hers.  Jessica didn't want to be too
optimistic, but she felt as if they were going to offer it to her after the
meeting she had been summoned to this morning.

Of course Jessica had other, less career oriented, reasons for wanting this
job.  For the chance to do scenes with Jennifer Garner, Jessica probably
would have done the role for free.  Jennifer was the girl of the moment in
Hollywood and Jessica would have loved to get a chance to know her on an
intimate level.  Jessica thought their situations were similar in many
ways.  They were both girls kicking ass on a weekly basis and they had been
relative unknowns before getting their lead roles.  The only difference was
that Jennifer was getting Emmy nominations and post Super Bowl time slots
and the network proud to associate itself with "Joe Millionaire" had
abandoned Jessica's show.

Jessica didn't resent Jennifer's success though.  She was happy for her.
It wasn't Jennifer's fault that she and her fiancé, Michael, were out of
work.  Sure Jessica wished she was the one on the big screen wearing
leather and making out in the rain with Ben Affleck, but it hadn't been
meant to be.  She and Jennifer had presented together at the 2001 Emmy's
and they had gotten along fine.  There hadn't been any diva tantrums or
anything backstage and the meetings they had taken about the show had gone
extremely well.  Jessica had no problems with Jennifer and the only issue
she had was wondering how open Jennifer would be to some girl on girl
seduction.

Ever since her own seduction at the hands of Jennifer Love Hewitt, Jessica
had been cutting herself quite a swath through America's population of
hotties.  Reese Witherspoon.  Britney Spears.  The lovely ladies of the
WWE.  Jessica had had them all and then some.  Now she longed to add
Jennifer to her collection as well.

Jessica had always heard rumors about Jennifer's fondness for female flesh
and now that the actress had announced her separation from her husband,
they had been flying again.  Of course Jessica had heard those same rumors
about herself long before she had traveled to the mansion and discovered
this side of her sexuality.  She supposed this was what came with the
territory when you were an ass-kicking female on television every week.
People just assumed you liked to dyke it out on the side.  It happened to
be true in Jessica's case, but that didn't mean it was the same way for
Jennifer.  Jessica had no reason to believe the rumors were true.  She just
had her hopes and her fantasies.

As she arrived at the studio for the meeting, Jessica couldn't help but
wonder what they had in store for her.  She hadn't been expected to be
summoned for the meeting and she had been just chilling out at home when
she had gotten the call.  Jessica had quickly thrown on some clothes and
beaten a hot trail to the studio.  She never knew what to wear to these
things so she just put on some tan slacks and a black shirt.  It wasn't
fancy by any means, but it had been more professional than the cut off jean
shorts and t-shirt she had been lounging around in before the call came.

Jessica just hoped they weren't about to tell her they were going in
another direction with the character.  She had heard that too many times in
her life.  But she had no reason to believe that was the case here.  Things
had been going so well.  The guards allowed Jessica in and she parked on
the lot, right by the production offices for the show.

The receptionist told her she was expected in the conference room and
Jessica took a deep breath before heading up.  She hated the nervousness
that always came with these things, but she couldn't help feeling it.  She
needed this.  Jessica took another deep breath and opened the door to the
conference room where she received a sudden surprise.  Instead of a bunch
of producers lying in wait for her, Jessica found Jennifer sitting behind
the table dressed smartly in a sharp business suit.

Jennifer looked more like a network executive then a star as she sat there
with her hair pinned back and her demeanor all business.  It was not what
Jessica expected and her confusion showed all over her face.

"Ahhh Jessica good, please sit down," Jennifer said as she indicated toward
the chair next to hers.  The strong oak table that filled the room looked
strange with only one person behind it, but Jennifer seemed entirely
focused on this.

"Are we supposed to have the meeting here?" Jessica asked as she took her
seat.  "Where's everyone else?"

"Yes we are having a meeting, but its only going to be you and me,"
Jennifer said firmly.  All the other conversations they had been in had
been friendly and casual, but there was none of that tone here.  Instead
Jessica's voice was clipped and direct.  In her business suit, with the
buttoned jacket, matching pants and cream-colored blouse underneath,
Jessica was the model of a powerful female executive.  She was focused on
business and nothing but.

"What's up?" Jessica asked.  She was confused and more than a little taken
aback by this side of Jennifer.  She was behaving so oddly.

"Well Jessica we know you're interested in appearing on the show and the
producers are interested in you as well," Jennifer explained.  "But, as
star, final approval would be mine."

A sudden thought filled Jessica's head.  She's worried about me stealing
her thunder.  Jessica bristled at the insinuation that she would act less
than professionally.  What was with these Hollywood types?  They were
always so paranoid.  This was what Jessica hated about the industry.  She
had thought Jennifer was different, but she guessed she was wrong.

"What are you getting at?" Jessica asked warily.  She didn't know exactly
where this was going, but she didn't like it.

"Look Jessica, I know you need this role and I'd like to make sure you get
it," Jennifer stated evenly.  "But I need to know how much you want it..."

"What does that mean?" Jessica demanded, her anger rising.  What was
Jennifer getting at?  She wanted this role but she wasn't about to agree to
some crazy demands to get it.  No role was worth being made to feel like
garbage.  Jessica didn't need this.  She was about to get up and leave when
Jennifer gave her every reason to stay with her next words.

"It means I asked you here to see how far you were willing to go to be on
my show," Jennifer said as her hand reached up and began caressing
Jessica's cheek.  Jessica froze.  Holy fucking shit!  Jennifer wanted a
tumble on the casting couch!  Jessica couldn't have been more shocked.  She
had never been approached like this and by Jennifer Garner of all people!
She had no idea how to react and Jennifer took this opportunity to move her
lips tantalizingly close to hers.

Jessica couldn't believe all this was happening.  She would have been
completely offended, if this hadn't been exactly what she had wanted.  Well
if Jennifer wanted to throw some muscle around well she would have been
very willing to show her how bad she wanted the role.  Jessica didn't mind
giving up a little control during sex.  She had let Maria totally work her
over when she and Reese had visited Carnal Knowledge.  As long as she came
in the end, it was all good and Jessica had to keep herself from smiling
over this turn of events.  Jennifer's lips moved closer and closer and
Jessica eagerly awaited the feel of her kiss.  Suddenly Jennifer froze and
pulled back.

"Oh God...I can't do this!" Jennifer declared as she backed away.
"Jessica, I'm so sorry!"

Now Jessica was really confused.  First Jennifer was about to kiss her and
now she was apologizing.  What the hell was going on here?  Things had
gotten way more complex than they ever should have been.

"You should just go," Jennifer stammered.  "I never should have tried this.
God, how could I be so stupid!"

"Jennifer?  What are you talking about?" Jessica asked.

"It's not important," Jennifer replied glumly.  "Just please go and try and
forget this ever happened.  Please don't tell anyone about this.  I just
made a terrible mistake."

Jennifer just wanted to find herself a hole and bury herself in it right
then.  She had been psyching herself up for this all week, but at the
moment of truth she had blinked.  She never should have put herself in this
situation, but she hadn't been able to help herself.  Now she had gone and
ruined everything.  She couldn't believe what an idiot she could be
sometimes.  God, what if Jessica went and told the producers?  She had
worked so hard on building her career and now she had gone and thrown it
all away on a whim.

"Jennifer...are you ok?" Jessica asked.  Her head was spinning.  First she
had been expecting a meeting, then a kiss and now she was getting drama.

"No...no...nothing is ok..." Jessica declared.  She was still in the
business suit but the tough as nails attitude was long gone.  "I just don't
know what I'm doing anymore."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Jessica asked.  "Maybe I can help."

"Doubtful," Jennifer sighed.  At least Jessica wasn't offended by what she
had almost done.  It didn't look like she was going to run off and tattle.
"You'll think I'm a freak or something."

"I so don't think so," Jessica replied, taking Jennifer's hand and giving
it a friendly squeeze.  "I have a very open mind."

"Not this open," Jennifer assumed.  "I'm so sorry Jessica.  It's just that
I...I...damn it!  I wanted you!  Ok, Jessica?  I wanted to have sex with
you!  There!  Happy now?"

Jennifer then pulled her hand away from Jessica.  She couldn't believe she
had messed this up so badly.  She had told herself to try and ignore the
lust she felt for Jessica.  She was always so bad at this stuff.  But she
had ignored her better judgment and now things were totally fucked up.
Jessica had been totally nice and friendly to her and how had she repaid
her?  By putting on this stupid outfit and clumsily hitting on her.
Jennifer felt like she was an inch tall.

"Were you trying to seduce me?" Jessica asked.  She was almost giddy, but
she didn't show it yet.  She wanted to wait for just the right moment.

"Yes..." Jennifer admitted as she slumped back in the chair, a defeated
woman.  She owed Jessica at least an explanation.  "Please don't tell
anyone Jessica.  I didn't mean to offend you or anything or come off like a
bitch.  But God...I had no idea how to tell you how I felt and I don't
know...this whole 'sleep with me for the part' thing seemed like a good
idea at the time.  I don't know what I was thinking.  I suck at this.  I'm
so sorry I did this to you Jessica.  You don't have to be here.  You can
have the part, I mean if you still want it.  I totally understand if you
never want to see me again.  I mean what I did just now was totally
inappropriate and unacceptable...I mean I..."

"Jennifer?" Jessica interrupted.  "Shut up and kiss me."

"What?" Jennifer replied, her voice a nervous squeak.

Jessica then smiled and made her point with her actions.  She leaned in and
kissed Jennifer's soft, apologizing lips tenderly.  Jennifer immediately
returned the kiss, opening her mouth and letting Jessica's tongue slide
inside.  They kissed back and forth for a few moments, all their secrets on
the table now.

"You mean...you feel the same way?" Jennifer asked when they broke for
oxygen.  "You want me too?"

"Mmmmhmmm," Jessica smiled.  "You didn't have to go through all this,
though.  You should have just asked.  I'm into girls too and you're so
beautiful Jennifer.  I totally want you."

For Jennifer, hearing that was like being handed the keys to heaven.  If
only she'd known!  But then again her feelings for girls had always been
such a confusing thing for her that it was no surprise this hadn't gone
smoothly.

Jennifer had been raised in a loving, open home, but still, West Virginia
wasn't the type of place where you went around openly professing you liked
girls.  Jennifer liked boys too and her bisexuality had been a constant
source of confusion growing up.  She felt like she had no one to talk to
about it and when she had gotten to college, she at last found an outlet
for her feelings.  She had carried on a few short affairs with women, but
they had always been secret.  Jennifer had never been open about her
feelings and, even after she'd gotten married, it had been like a huge
burden for her to carry.

She had no idea how to express the feelings she had for girls and the end
result was always messes like this.  She remembered filming "Time of Your
Life" with Jennifer Love Hewitt.  The "Party of Five" spin-off had been
short lived, but there had been plenty of time for Jennifer to develop a
mad crush on Love.  Of course she hadn't been able to tell her that.  She
assumed Love would have had her fired or something.  Instead Jennifer had
pushed herself away from Love at every opportunity, fearful of her
feelings.  Love must have thought she was a total icy bitch.

Jennifer had tried to deny these feelings for so long, but there had been a
need inside herself for the touch of another woman.  When she and Scott had
split up, she had felt that need more than ever.  Despite their separation,
she had loved him and he had satisfied her in bed, but there had always
been something missing.  Jennifer knew what it was and when Jessica began
negotiations to make an appearance on the show, she knew she had to have
her.

Even with that knowledge, Jennifer had no idea how to tell her.  She didn't
want a repeat of the Love incident.  She just wanted one chance to be with
Jessica and she didn't want to think about the possibility that Jessica
might not want her back.  When she had thought of this whole casting couch
thing, it made sense in her head.  She could hide her insecurity behind a
wall of ball busting toughness, but when it came time for her to seal the
deal, she hadn't been able to do it.  She didn't want Jessica to think she
was some sexual sleaze.  But now it looked like everything had somehow
fallen into place.

"Have you done this before?" Jessica asked after they shared another sexy
kiss.

"Yeah...but not in a long time," Jennifer answered.  "What about you?"

"Oh yeah," Jessica grinned.  "I've done things that would blow your mind."

"You're not mad about all the stuff from before?" Jennifer asked.  "I'm
just a lousy seductress."

"You just need some more practice," Jessica replied with a grin.  "Don't
worry.  I'm an easy lay for hot girls like you."

Jennifer giggled over Jessica's sexual confidence.  They were similar in
many ways.  Jessica had her fiancée and she had been married, but they
both knew how good a woman could be.  Jennifer told herself that there was
a lot she could learn from someone like Jessica.

"So what should we do about this?" Jennifer asked.  "I mean now that we
know how we feel and all that."

"Well what were you planning?" Jessica asked.  "I mean if I'd gone for this
whole thing...what would you have wanted to do with me?"

"I was thinking about taking you and fucking you right here on this table,"
Jennifer answered.  She blushed at her own words, but it felt so good to
admit them.  The weight on herself was being eased with each passing second
and Jennifer felt a rush of arousal.  This was going to happen.  She was
going to have Jessica and she wasn't going to have to play any bullshit
games to get her.  It was just going to be two beautiful girls who wanted
each other.  There was nothing wrong with that.

"I like that idea a lot," Jessica said.  "You're not expecting anyone else
in here today, are you?"

"Nope...the room's mine," Jennifer answered.  "No one's supposed to come
and bother us."

"Well..." Jessica began as she traced her fingernails over Jennifer's suit
jacket.  "Why don't you go lock the door and then I can show you how much I
want you."

Jennifer couldn't remember the last thing she had wanted as badly as she
wanted this.  She quickly got up from her seat and went to lock the door.
When she did she ran back over to where Jessica was waiting for her and
they immediately fell back into another kiss.  Now there were no more
secrets to be told...just expressions of lust to be shared.

Neither girl cared that they were doing this in a rather risky area.  Just
because the door was locked was no assurance that some curious person
wasn't going to have a key with them.  But neither girl cared.  Jessica had
been having fun in a lot of risky areas lately and it was quickly becoming
a big turn on for her.  As for Jennifer she just wanted Jessica and she
didn't want to wait.  If this happened later instead of now she might find
a reason not to go through with it.  She had to do this...right here and
right now.

Jessica and Jennifer kissed each other passionately, letting the seconds
tick away as they explored each other's mouth with their tongues.
Jessica's hands were getting frisky and she was unbuttoning Jennifer's
jacket.  She pushed it off her shoulders and fully exposed the cream
colored blouse underneath.  The happy smile on Jennifer's face didn't fit
with the stern suit she was wearing so Jessica was eager to get it off her
as soon as possible.  But Jennifer didn't want that yet.

"No...you first," Jennifer declared.  "I need you Jessica.  I have to taste
you."

Jessica wasn't about to argue, especially since Jennifer was such a
fantastic kisser.  She couldn't wait to see how good she was at other
things.  Jessica offered no resistance as Jennifer kissed her and reached
under her shirt.  Jennifer's hands were insistent as they moved upward,
feeling Jessica up and starting her moaning.  The aggressive hands quickly
found their targets, massaging Jessica's large breasts under the shirt.

The confines of the shirt didn't offer much room for movement, but
fortunately a solution was at hand.  Jessica raised her arms and Jennifer
quickly peeled the shirt over her head, revealing her black bra and the
nipples that were swollen under the material.  It was such an appealing
view that Jennifer had to lean down and indulge herself with a few kisses
of Jessica's cleavage.  Her hungry mouth moved over and sucked on Jessica's
nipples through the bra before kissing down her stomach and over her belly
button.  Jessica shivered and giggled at the tickling sensations Jennifer's
wet mouth created on her flesh.

"Take off your pants," Jennifer requested.  "I want to see you
Jessica...all of you."

Happy to comply, Jessica stood up, kicking off her shoes in the process.
She undid her slacks and pushed them down her legs.  They didn't fall off
as smoothly as Jessica was hoping and she had to wiggle out of them, but
the end result was what the two girls wanted and Jennifer hungrily stared
at the exposed flesh.

"Do you like what you see?" Jessica giggled as she stepped out of her pants
and modeled her underwear-clad body.  She was wearing a black thong under
her slacks and when she turned around to show off her almost exposed ass,
Jennifer moaned in delight.

"Oh yesss..." Jennifer answered.  "I like so very much."

"Show me," Jessica ordered.  "Show me how much you like my body.  It's your
turn now.  Take off your pants.  I want to see how wet you got for me.  If
you want to fuck me, you'd better show me!"

Jennifer didn't argue with Jessica's order.  She just did it.  She stood up
and took pulled her feet out of her pumps.  She then undid the pants from
her business suit and pushed them down, standing there in her blouse and
panties.  Jennifer's panties were white and lacy and that allowed her
wetness to be obvious.  Jessica grinned when she saw how the white panties
were almost clear with desire and how they clung to Jennifer's pussy.

"Mmmm you do like," Jessica said in appreciation.  "Your panties are so
fucking wet for me.  You've been rubbing yourself all day thinking of
fucking me, haven't you?  Your pussy looks so sexy Jennifer.  So nice and
wet.  I'm wet too.  Want to taste?"

"You know I do," Jennifer replied, her need obvious in her voice.  "I've
been dreaming of this for so fucking long.  God, you have know idea how
long I've been dreaming of fucking you.  I made myself come so many times
thinking of you."

Jessica then smiled again and reached down to rub herself through her thong
as she pictured beautiful Jennifer Garner masturbating over her.  She
wasn't as wet as Jennifer was, but she was quickly catching up.  Jessica
moaned as she rubbed her thong against her slit and then she took it
further by sliding her hand into her panties so she could have flesh
against flesh.  Jessica's fingers quickly got wet with the desire that was
now collecting against her cuntlips.

Jennifer watched, transfixed, as Jessica played with herself in front of
her.  This had worked out better than she had ever hoped and they had
barely touched each other.  She could barely wrap her brain around the
potential this pairing had.  Jessica looked so beautiful and just
overpoweringly sexy.  Jennifer wanted her so bad.  She needed this.  She
had been denying this part of herself had existed for so long and she was
ready to explode with desire.

When Jessica pulled her fingers from her panties, Jennifer didn't have to
be told what to do.  She immediately reached over and took Jessica's
fingers into her mouth.  They were covered with Jessica's essence and
Jennifer greedily licked them clean.  Her taste buds had missed the rich,
sweet taste of another woman and Jennifer was planning on helping herself
to that taste to her heart's content.  When Jennifer had cleaned those
fingers thoroughly she only had one word for Jessica.

"More," Jennifer said and she and Jessica began kissing again.  Jennifer
took control of the encounter and pushed Jessica against the oak table.
Jessica didn't even think of resisting, she just let Jennifer's lust guide
her.  It was such a huge rush to know she had inspired these feelings and
she loved the feel of having Jennifer's tongue in her mouth and her hands
on her tits.  Jennifer squeezed Jessica's breasts softly enough so that she
wasn't hurting her, but passionately enough so that Jessica could feel how
much she lusted after her body.  Having Jennifer's strong, sexy hands on
her breasts was a serious turn on for Jessica and she felt her wetness
increasing.

The hard oak of the table was starting to really push into Jessica's body.
That was a bruise she didn't want to have to explain to Michael later, but
she didn't want Jennifer to stop kissing her.  The only sane thing to do
was lay herself down and that was just what Jessica did.  She pushed
Jennifer away just long enough so she could set herself down on top of the
table.  Jessica lay flat on her back, with her legs hanging off the edge of
the table, as Jennifer reached for her panties.

Jennifer breathed in deep the aroma of Jessica's arousal.  She hadn't been
with a girl since she'd been in college and the lust she felt right now had
been building since then.  She didn't want to stop until her tongue was
soaked in girl cum and Jennifer knew she wasn't going to get that until she
got these damn panties off Jessica.  Part of Jennifer wanted to just rip
her new friend's thong off, but she restrained herself.  Instead she pulled
them off her slowly, her eyes widening with delight when she saw the
droplets of cream that clung to Jessica's slit and the neatly trimmed
triangle of hair that lay above her sex.

"Oh Jessica your pussy is so beautiful," Jennifer admired.  "Mmmm there's
so many things I want to do to you.  Tell me you want this Jessica.  Tell
me you want me to fuck you over and over again until you can barely walk."

This was quite a change from the hard-edged person Jennifer had been
pretending to be earlier.  Jessica much preferred this persona, the true
Jennifer.  The one that was looking up at her with lustful need.  It was
obvious to anyone how badly Jennifer wanted this and seeing that just made
Jessica wetter.

"Yes Jennifer...fuck me," Jessica moaned.  "My pussy is so fucking wet for
you.  I want you baby.  Make me come.  Make me come over and over again
until I can't take it anymore.  Show me everything you can do with your
tongue!  Show me every little fucking thing you fantasized about doing to
me!  You wanted me so bad and now you've got me!  So you'd better make me
come hard Jennifer!"

At the sound of the sexy challenge, Jennifer could stand no more waiting.
She wanted to show Jessica how bad she wanted her and pressed her lips
right to her pussy, tasting her arousal and taking her first long taste of
her juice.  Jennifer's tongue began with slow, but steady licking motions,
as if she were getting used to the taste again and she quickly picked up
speed with her tongue.  Jennifer lapped up the juice that had collected on
Jessica's labia and slowly pushed her tongue inside Jessica's pink pussy.

"Mmmm ohh yesss Jen yessssss..." Jessica hissed as Jennifer's tongue pushed
inside her.  "Lick that wet fucking pussy!  Show me what that tongue can
do!"

Jessica had no idea how Jennifer had been able to go so long without a
female tongue inside her.  It had only been a few weeks for her and she had
been going crazy.  How had she been able to go years without it?  It didn't
seem possible.

Right now all Jennifer wanted was for Jessica to somehow become part of the
show's regular cast so she could have this sweet pussy every day.  She
lapped away at Jessica's kitty, the cunnilingus skills she had developed in
college having not abandoned her.  It was just like riding a bike, Jennifer
grinned to herself, a soft, wet bike.

Jessica's hands went down to Jennifer's head, but it was unnecessary to
hold her down.  She did it anyway, though.  Jessica felt such a huge rush
of arousal knowing it was Jennifer who was eating her out like this and she
wanted to remind her that Jennifer had acted all tough before, but now she
was the one on her knees lapping away at her wetness.

Jennifer felt what Jessica was doing and she loved it.  Now that Jennifer
had her first taste of Jessica she wasn't stopping until she had licked her
dry.  For years she had denied her starving taste buds the flavor of pussy
and now that she had it again there was no way she was stopping.  As
Jessica played with her soft, brown hair, Jennifer pressed her lips to her
pussy and kissed her over and over again, getting her nice and wet before
sliding her tongue right back into her pink folds.

"Ohhhhhhh fuck!  Eat that pussy Jennifer!" Jessica groaned.  "You're so
fucking good!  Mmmm this is just what you wanted, isn't it?  Ohhhhh I can
see you now fucking yourself and dreaming of my wet pussy at your lips!
Fuck me Jen!  Make me come all over your face!"

As the hot sensations flowed through her body, Jessica could only imagine
how they must have looked.  What would happen if someone walked in and
found Jennifer in her blouse and panties eating her out while she was
dressed only in her black bra.  The room was filled with the scent of their
mutual arousal and the only sounds were Jessica's moans combined with the
wet smacking sounds of Jennifer feasting on her pussy.  If anyone had seen
them right then they either would have gone into shock or just dropped
dead.  Of course if they were cute enough, Jessica would have invited them
to join in.  The only thing that mattered was Jennifer not stopping...no
matter what happened.

Jennifer's tongue was so quick and eager.  She wasn't interested in
lovingly nursing Jessica's clit.  She just wanted the Dark Angel to come
all over her face and nothing else would do.  The energetic lapping of her
tongue through her pussy, combined with the hard sucks she was getting to
her clit from Jennifer's soft, pink lips were making magic in Jessica's
young body.  A particularly arousing lick of her clit sent Jessica bucking
on the tabletop, her ass smacking into the hard wood.  It hurt a little but
the pleasure she was getting from Jennifer more than made up for it.
Jessica would worry about bruises tomorrow.

"C'mon Jen!  More!  Give it to me baby!" Jessica ordered.  "Mmmmm show me
everything you can do with a pussy!  Lemme see how nasty you can get!  You
want my cream?  You're gonna get it soon!  Keep fucking me!"

What Jennifer did next surprised Jessica, but that didn't mean she liked it
any less.  Jennifer pulled her juice-covered face up and spit right into
her pussy, her saliva dripping down right into her wet cunt.  Jessica had
never felt that before and it made pleasure zip through her veins.

"Ughhhh yesss...that's so hot...so fucking hot," Jessica groaned as
Jennifer used the extra lube of her saliva to push two fingers inside
Jessica's pussy.  Jessica looked down to see an expression of lustful
ferocity had covered Jennifer's face while she finger fucked her.  Jennifer
pushed her fingers in and out of the snug, pink confines while she licked
Jessica's pussylips and got her fill of the juices that were dripping out.

"God, you should have been on this show from the second you got cancelled,"
Jennifer babbled, her face still covered in frenzied lust.  "Mmmm I'd watch
Dark Angel and I'd get so wet thinking about this...thinking about taking
your wet fucking pussy and licking it and making you come!"

All of the lust Jennifer had kept hidden for years was flowing as freely as
the juices that continued to soak her panties.  She wasn't lying to
Jessica.  She had harbored secret fantasies about her from the first second
she saw an ad for "Dark Angel".  Scott had never known the truth about why
she liked the show so much, but now Jessica knew and that was all that
mattered.  Jennifer wanted Jessica to know how bad she wanted her and how
hot she was for this.

That message was coming through loud and clear to Jessica with every hard
thrust of Jennifer's fingers and every sexy lick of her tongue.  Those
fingers felt so good inside her pussy and Jessica shuddered at the thought
of what Jennifer could do with a strap on attached to her waist.  Jessica
promised herself that she'd find out soon.  Jennifer seemed to have deep
reservoirs of untapped lust and all Jessica wanted was to drain her no
matter how many weeks or months it took.  Jennifer would be the perfect
person to take to the mansion and she only imagined how her new friend
would react to all those horny bodies pleasuring her.

Jessica thrust herself forward on the table to make sure she met each of
the hard finger fucks she was getting.  Her tits bounced in the bra and her
right breast had even popped out of the black material that had covered it.
The hard nipple was swollen with desire and glistening with the
perspiration that was covering her entire body.  Jessica wanted to play
with her own heaving breasts, but she was too into this to move her hands.
She was gripping onto the side of the table, afraid that if she let go
she'd go off like a rocket and fall right onto the floor.

"Fuck me Jennifer!" Jessica grunted.  "My whole fucking body is yours!  Do
every nasty thing you ever dreamed of doing to me!  Mmmm you're so hot
baby!  I would have totally let you fuck me before when you were being such
a bitch!  I wanted you too Jennifer!  I wanted you so fucking bad I would
have taken you any way I could have gotten you!  Make me come Jen!  Make me
come you beautiful fucking slut!"

Hearing Jessica say that to Jennifer was a surprise.  She had never been
called a slut before like that, but it was a total turn on to hear it.
Jennifer knew that's exactly what she was.  She had her fingers buried in
her dream girl's pussy and her lips were covered in her juices.  She was a
slut and she loved it.  Knowing that Jessica would have let her fuck her in
her bitchy boss mode was even more of a hot rush and Jennifer felt like she
could come just from the sensations of working her fingers into Jessica's
tightness and licking her sexy slit.

"Come for me Jessica!" Jennifer urged.  "Come from me fingering your hot
pussy!  Mmmm it feels so good on my fingers!  You're so wet and tight
Jessica!  You have such a perfect little pussy!  Come for me baby!  Give me
what I want!"

"Just don't stop!" Jessica commanded through gritted teeth.  It was taking
all her strength to not scream out but she didn't know who else was
listening on the floor and she couldn't risk blowing their cover.  "Don't
you stop Jennifer!  Fuck me!  Ohhhh your fingers feel soooooo good!  Fuck
me hard!  Take that pussy!"

By now her fingers were getting super wet and sticky and Jennifer couldn't
resist pulling them up to her lips again for a long taste.  She used her
other hand on Jessica's snatch while she licked her fingers with wet tongue
strokes, cleaning off the cream but leaving them soaked with saliva.
Jennifer spit into Jessica's pussy again, loving how it made Jessica moan
and quiver on the table.  Jennifer didn't usually get nasty about her sex.
She loved sex, but she was typically more of a flowers and romance girl
than a "slam me against the wall and rip my panties off" lover.  But this
was making her want to live out every fantasy she'd stored up in her head
from college on and that made her feel so wonderfully nasty.

 Jessica could feel her orgasm drawing close and she didn't even want to
think about restraining it.  This was just so hot.  She was lying
bottomless on the conference room table while one of the most lusted after
women in America was eating her out.  Jessica knew life wasn't going to get
much better than this and she just wanted to feel the impact of the orgasm
that was bubbling up inside her.  She could feel it was going to be a big
one.  Jessica just felt so sexual and alive right there on the table, her
pussy being pawed at by Jennifer's probing fingers, and only her orgasm
would make the feeling complete.  She had one of the most beautiful women
in the world on her knees in front of her, worshipping her cunt with sexual
attention.  How could she not come huge?

Jennifer could tell that Jessica was close from her labored breathing and
flushed face.  She just couldn't decide which way she wanted to make her
come.  Her fingers felt so good inside her pussy.  The pink walls hugged
her probing digits and Jennifer got such a rush out of the tight grip on
her fingers.  On the other hand, the taste of Jessica's juice was already
on her tongue and she was starving for more.  Jessica couldn't decide which
way was better to Jessica off.  She wanted it all and she suddenly realized
that she could have it all.  She could get everything she wanted from
Jessica and more.

Pulling her fingers from Jessica, Jennifer momentarily left the girl
unstimulated.  Jessica groaned, but Jennifer didn't leave her aroused lover
like that for long.  She helped herself to a long, loving lick of her juicy
fingers and then plunged her tongue right into Jessica's dripping honeypot.

"Yesssssssssss eat that pussy you slut!" Jessica growled, her voice rising
with her passion.  Now both of her tits had bounced out of her bra and she
allowed a hand up to paw at her exposed flesh.  "Fuck me with your hot
tongue!  Ohhhhhh I'm gonna soak that beautiful fucking face with cum!
That's what you've fucking wanted isn't it?  Your hot cover girl face all
sticky with girl cum!  Fuck me Jennifer!!!"

That was exactly what she wanted and Jennifer began to hungrily eat
Jessica's pussy.  She had her whole faced pressed to her cunt as if she
were afraid that she would die if she missed a single drop of her girl
juice.  Jessica looked down and felt a rush of ecstasy as she saw
Jennifer's soft, beautiful face sucking at her pussy, her lips kissing her
slit and her tongue working over her clit.  Jennifer's sexy brown hair
tickled her thighs and rubbed against her in exactly the right way.  It was
like a feather stroking her thighs and tummy and just when Jessica thought
things couldn't get any better...that was when Jennifer pushed her fingers
back inside her.

"OHHHHHH FUCK YESSSSS!!!" Jessica screamed out.  She tried to restrain her
screams, but it was too late.  Jennifer didn't care though.  She just kept
licking and fucking Jessica as the girl finally let go of the table and
clamped her hand over her mouth as her other hand worked her tits over.
Jessica screamed into her hands over and over again as Jennifer's whole
body worked towards bringing her pleasure.

As she kept licking and sucking at her wet pussy, Jennifer had let her
fingers reached around to the bottom of Jessica's pussy where they pushed
into her again.  With her tongue already at work, there was only room for
one finger this time, but one was plenty.  Jennifer's finger and tongue
moved together as a team, pushing and licking and just stimulating the hell
out of Jessica's young body.  It was more than anyone could take and, with
her hands still clamped to her mouth, Jessica screamed out her orgasm.

"MMMMMMMMMM YESSSSSSSS!!!" Jessica screamed.  It was muffled, but Jennifer
certainly got the idea, especially when her face was happily soaked with
Jessica's girl cum.  It was just what Jennifer wanted and she lapped it up
like she drew her very life strength from it.  She let Jessica cream her
tongue and it dribbled down her chin and onto her blouse.  This was going
to ruin it and Jennifer welcomed it.  She was gonna keep it special in her
closet so every time she'd look at it she'd know how good Jessica had just
fucked her face.

Even with her hands clamped to her mouth, Jessica was able to make her
pleasure known as she came.  Her body shook on the table as pleasure
tremors racked her into ecstasy.  Jessica kept pressing her pussy to
Jennifer's face, fucking her beautiful features with all the energy she
could expel.  Finally the thrusts grew softer and the screams faded.
Jessica let herself fall back and rest on the hard table, sweat glistening
on her forehead and her head completely spinning.

"Ohhhhhhhh fuck yessss..." Jessica groaned in complete and utter
satisfaction.  "Baby, you were amazing."

"Really?" Jennifer asked brightly, her sexy smile and girl cum covered skin
proving to be an irresistible combination.  "I was good?"

"Mmmm way more than good," Jessica replied with a grin.  "Now it's your
turn baby and I'm going to do things to you that none of those girls you've
been with could ever do."


TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 3