Date: Sun, 03 Mar 2002 12:48:58 EST
From: KMB2476@aol.com
Subject: Harem: Episode 7 (2/5)

Ok, this is chapter 2 of the latest Harem installment....If you're reading
this before ch 1 and after ch 3 you have problems counting.  The same legal
requirements hold.  This is entirely fictional and you can't be under 18 if
you want to read it.

When we last left off Jennifer and Love were going to take some pictures
and Sarah was happy to follow them along.  Think this will lead to a hot
threesome?  Hmmmmmmmm gee...I wonder...

Here's the story...



"So should I be a professional photographer or a leering pervert?" Jennifer
asked, setting up her camera as Love threw herself down on her soft bed and
bounced slightly.

"Oh you can be the professional photographer," Love answered, before
winking and adding, "For now..."

"So c'mon now, get to it...get naked Love," Sarah teased, setting into the
plush red chair to watch the show.

"Oh but I'm shy..." Love teased right back.

"Hey we've seen you naked like a million times," Jennifer pointed out.

"But that was then," Love replied.  "Now I'm just a shy girl next door.  I
don't want to be naughty by taking off my clothes for Playboy, but it feels
so good I can't help it."

"You goofball," Sarah smiled, shaking her head.  "You'd better get those
clothes off before I get on there and tear them off."

"Mmmm now I'm not so sure I want to get undressed at all," Love said, quite
eager to have Sarah strip her naked and let her have her way with her while
Jennifer snapped away.  But she had to do this for real or else she was
never going to know if she could be this way outside her circle of lovers.

So with two sets of eyes attached to two bodies that were growing ever
hornier by the second, Love began to peel off her clothing.  She sat up on
the bed and took off her gray sweatshirt, exposing the chest that Rose had
taken the liberty of showing to them earlier.  Love's breasts bounced
sexily as she pulled the sweatshirt over her head.  Her hair flew free as
she then pulled out the white scrungie that had been keeping her locks in a
ponytail.

"Mmmm very nice," Sarah catcalled from her seat.  "Now that's what I like
in my playmates...a nice set of tits.

"Thank you," Love said without a hint of modesty as she saw the first flash
from Jennifer's camera.  She had begun taking pictures of the topless
actress and Love quickly moved to give her more to see by slowly wiggling
out of her jeans.

"That's it Love, get naked," Sarah urged playfully.  With Rose's absence
dully noticed, Sarah decided to be a little bit more aggressive tonight and
see if she could push the girls around sexually for a change.  "Show me
everything you've got."

With the camera flashing away, Love returned the favor by casting her jeans
onto the floor and leaving herself in a pair of red panties that perfectly
matched the décor of the room.  By now Love's pussy was soaked and she
began to stroke herself through her panties.

"Oh no no," Sarah chastised.  "That's not the Playboy way.  Girls don't
touch themselves.  They have boys do that for them."

"Well I don't see any boys around here, do you?" Love asked.

"I guess I could always get one of Rose's strap ons and change that,
couldn't I?" Sarah suggested and the sound of that idea only made Love rub
herself harder.

For her part Jennifer was doing her best to control herself.  Seeing Love
touching herself and stripping while Sarah gave lewd encouragement made her
wild with desire, but she focused on taking the pictures of the sexy little
nymph on the bed.  Love looked so beautiful as she palmed her red panties,
moaning as she touched a sensitive spot through the material that Jennifer
wanted to just put the camera down and offer her a hand or a tongue.  She
resisted though and kept taking pictures while her own panties were getting
soaked with excitement.

"Well if you insist on touching yourself then those panties will just have
to go," Sarah offered, putting a compromise she felt was fair for all
parties involved.  It was no surprise when Love accepted those terms and
pushed her panties off her legs, dangling them off her finger for the
camera's benefit and then tossing them away.

"So how do I look?" Love moaned, running her hands all over her now naked
body.  "Think I can burn up the pages of Playboy?"

"I think you're about to melt my camera," Jennifer answered, only
half-joking.  "You're sure as hell having an effect on me."

Love grinned in response and then looked over to Sarah for her opinion.

"Well I suppose it's ok," Sarah replied, barely able to suppress her wide
smile.  "But I think this photo shoot needs something?  Hmmmm what could it
be?  Oh yeah, I know.  I think this needs to be a two girl layout!"

Sarah then stood up from her chair and whipped her own shirt off, revealing
a pale pink bra underneath.

"Anyone disagree?" Sarah asked, confident of the response.

"Oh hell no," Jennifer smiled, her desire burning between her legs.

"C'mon baby, now it's your turn to be naked and be a Playboy chick," Love
said.

"Playboy?" Sarah scoffed.  "They wouldn't have the balls to print what I'm
about to do to you."

"Promises...promises..." Love smiled as she leaned back and spread her legs
ever so slightly to give Sarah an invitation she knew she would never
refuse.

Sarah responded by throwing herself on the bed and getting on top of Love,
kissing her passionately as soon as she was in position.  Their lips
smacked together wetly and soon they were moaning deep in each other's
mouth while their tongues dueled.

Love squeezed Sarah's breasts through her bra, making her nipples stand out
proudly against the material.  She had denied herself the touch of her
lovers for so long to prepare herself for the role.  It hardly seemed worth
it now and she was so hungry for some girl flesh.

Sarah sensed this hunger and decided to give Love some flesh to play with.
She pulled herself up from Love just long enough to undo her bra and throw
it aside.  Sarah lowered herself down where her now bare breasts were
immediately covered in attention from the happy mouth of the girl beneath
her.  Sarah moaned when she felt Love's hot tongue tease her nipples while
she covered her skin in the hungry saliva of a girl who had gone too long
without satisfaction.

"Mmmmm yessss Love you shouldn't have denied yourself," Sarah groaned as
she felt Love's eager hands shoot down to her ass.  Love squeezed her tight
cheeks through her jeans, her fingertips pressing into the material as if
she could somehow push through them and access Sarah's naked skin.  Again
Sarah offered assistance by undoing the button of her jeans and Love did
the rest.

As soon as Sarah gave her the access she needed by undoing the button of
the tight blue jeans that had imprisoned her naughty parts, Love got to
work tugging them off.  The fact that Love was able to do this while still
drooling over Sarah's breasts was a testament to her complete horniness.
With Sarah lying on top of her, Love was able to push the jeans down
Sarah's legs, but not all the way off.  The jeans lay crumpled around
Sarah's feet, close enough to being off that neither of them cared enough
to finish the job right away.  Love's hands then busied themselves by
slipping into Sarah's panties and grabbing a feel of her ass while they
reacquainted their lips with one another's.

Jennifer was still taking pictures at this point, but she was doing it one
handed.  The roll of film was almost used up but, being the ever-dedicated
artist she was, Jennifer continued even though she was also pinching her
nipples through her t-shirt.  She hadn't bothered with a bra after slipping
into her shirt and jeans after work and her nipples were now threatening to
rip right through the thin material.  Jennifer continued to toy with her
sensitive nipples, teasing and pinching them while she watched the two
girls before her go at each other with lustful abandon.  Her nipples felt
sore pretty quickly, but it was the good kind of sore and Jennifer had no
intention of stopping with her self-exploration unless it was to slip her
hand inside her jeans for a little clit play.

"Oh God Sarah I've missed this," Love sighed while Sarah began returning
the favors she had been receiving by placing wet sloppy kisses and tongue
swipes over her bare breasts.  Sarah's tongue felt so good on her skin and
Love felt that familiar tingly feeling building up throughout her body.

"Let this be a lesson then," Sarah smirked.  "No movie role is worth giving
up on sex."

"I'll never do it again," Love promised with a smile, prompting Sarah to
get back to work at her glorious chest.

Sarah could feel Love's wet pussy grinding into her own skin and it was
making the heat between her own legs rise to molten levels.  She loved the
way Love's smooth pussy felt against her, the juice collecting on her labia
and rubbing off on her flesh.  Ever since her first encounter with
Michelle, Love had been keeping her pussy bare, much to everyone's delight.
Sarah had been tempted to join her in that condition, but thus far had
decided to keep her usual trimmed auburn bush.

"Give it to me Love," Sarah moaned, descending into her desire.  "Rub your
wet pussy all over me.  Mmm it feels so good!"

Sarah's high arousal level was being jacked up even more by Love's roaming
hands inside her panties.  She wanted her to just rip those damn things off
and give it to her, but Love was content to play around inside
them...stroking Sarah's ass and fondling her pussy with her eager fingers.

"I can't get enough of you Sarah," Love admitted with a sexually aroused
sigh.  "I love your body."

Love had craved her housemate all day, ever since their flirty exchange
that morning.  Remembering their first time together had only made her want
to create newer, even hotter memories with Sarah and now that she was free
of her self-imposed celibacy she could go wild and indulge herself in every
inch of Sarah's flesh.

That included the soaked pink panties that Love was stretching out with her
hands.  Sarah's sighs and cries were accurately perceived by Love to be her
pleading to be made naked.  Love finally listened to those ragged cries and
pushed the garment off Sarah, resulting in two naked chicks on the bed.

The third chick, who was neither naked nor on the bed, was hypnotized by
what she saw before her.  Jennifer had long ceased taking pictures, having
run out of film quite a few nipple sucks ago, but still she stared.  As
always, the site of these beautiful women going at each other without
thought for anything else but the wanton lesbian lust they felt for one
another was fuel to Jennifer's fire. She could never get over how sexy and
gorgeous they all looked when they were giving into their passions.  She
could watch these two go at it for hours and never even care about her own
needs.

Fortunately, Jennifer was quite adept at doing two things at once.  It
wasn't quite walking and chewing gum at the same time or patting your head
and rubbing your stomach, but Jennifer managed to stare at the two naked
nymphs and pleasure herself simultaneously.  The camera had been set to the
ground, so Jennifer had two hands to use while she watched the show.  Her
shirt was bunched up over her bare breasts so she could toy with her
swollen nipples and her hand was deep inside her undone jeans, slipping
inside her panties to give some needed attention to her desperate pussy.

While Jennifer was busy taking matters into her own hands, Love and Sarah
were repositioning themselves on the bed.  They were having fun lying on
top of each other and rubbing their hot bodies together, but there was a
much better position for them to be doing this.  So Sarah rolled off of
Love and pulled her up so they could be face to face.  The two girls
greedily kissed while they both spread their legs wide.

Jennifer grinned as she saw them do this.  She knew they were about to slip
into a scissors position and she felt a surge of pleasure remembering her
own experience with that position.  She and Love had done a grind with
Jessica and Jewel that day by the pool and Jennifer remembered how awesome
it felt to have Jessica's wet pussy rubbing against her own, making wet
smacking noises as they hit all the right places and got each other off so
hard.  Knowing she was going to watch Love and Sarah do that was making
Jennifer so hot that she could barely stand anymore.

As soon as they were properly spread, Love grabbed Sarah and pulled her in
for another long, wet, tongue filled kiss.  Sarah slid one leg over Love's
and the other one underneath her while they pressed into each other and
soon she again felt the delicious sensation of Love's smooth pussy rubbing
against her own.  The closer they got, the harder they rubbed and the
pleasure was quickly mutual.

"Awwww Sarah that's it!" Love urged.  "Fuck me!  Rub me like that!"

"Yessss I'm going to rub you so fucking good," Sarah babbled while feeling
sexual shivers shoot right up her spine.  "God I love feeling your pussy
like this Love!  Damn, we're gonna ruin these sheets!"

"Hell I don't care," Love gasped.  "I want to ruin every fucking bed in
this place!"

With that thought in mind Sarah and Love continued along their merry little
lesbian way.  They ground each other's pussy back and forth, their
collective juices spilling onto the sheets and making Sarah's prediction
come true.  Both girls cried out their passion and they had to rest on
their elbows to keep from toppling over.

"Oh shit Sarah I'm so fucking close!" Love cried.  "Give me more!  Please
give me more!"

"You greedy slut," Sarah teased in between moans.  "You think you're going
to come without me?  Think again!"

"Then hurry!" Love moaned.  "I can't hold out much longer!"

"Mmmm yessssss Love you've been saving up all your girl juice and now I
won't let you come until you get me off," Sarah continued, lunging her body
forward so she could pinch Love's nipples and tease her with her words and
her actions.

"Sarahhhhhhhh you're making me feel so goddamned good," Love cried.  "I'm
going to come all over you!"

"Rub my pussy!  Grind it hard!" Sarah commanded.  "Fuck!  Mmmm that shaved
little cunt of yours feels so nice on my pussy!"

Sarah and Love's bodies shone from exertion.  Sarah almost did fall over
thanks to the sensations of Love's grind, but she steadied herself by
shooting her hands back to the bed and away from Love's pleasantly sore
tits.  The grind got harder and nastier until the word "rub" no longer
applied.  Now it was more like they were slamming each other.

All of this was happening to Jennifer's utter and complete entertainment.
She was quite a lewd site at the moment.  Her shirt bunched up over her
chest.  Her jeans and panties pushed down just enough to expose her pussy
and her fingers jammed right in her snatch.  Jennifer didn't have one speck
of concern about how she looked though.  All she cared about was the sexy
sight before her and how good her fingers felt inside her pussy.  Sarah and
Love were so into each other and slamming each other so hard that Jennifer
wouldn't have been surprised to see steam start to rise from the bed.
Jennifer giggled to herself as she considered what an interesting source of
power those two could be.  They could probably light up the entire state
with the power of pussy.

Jennifer's masturbatory moans were floating right into Sarah and Love's
open ears.  All three of them were moaning like crazy and it resulted in a
delicious melodic composition.  Neither one of them could find the strength
to look over at Jennifer, they were so locked in on one another.  The
sounds coming from her though certainly gave away what she was doing and
knowing that Jennifer was staring at them and playing with herself added
that much more fuel to the fire on the bed.

Feeling her clit swell, Sarah knew she was close.  She tried to warn Love,
but all she could manage was a cry of passion that seemed to be on the
verge of becoming a shriek.  Love got the message and, knowing that her own
orgasm was soon to follow, gave Sarah one last hard slam and rub with her
melting pussy.

"AGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Sarah shrieked in rapture, her pleasure now pulsating in
her body.  "THAT'S ITTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!"

Sarah's pussy was like a dam breaking open and feeling her hot passion
against her own body was enough for Love to let go too.  Knowing that Sarah
had been satisfied, at least temporarily, Love concentrated on her own
pleasure.  She let Sarah's spasming pussy vibrate against her like she was
a living, breathing sex toy.  Love felt her body get that last needed jolt
to be sent into bliss and she threw her head back, her hair now wild and
sticking to her sweaty forehead through a few sexy strands.

"COMINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG!!!" Love cried out, joining Sarah in volume that no
doubt was heard across the ocean by some very surprised people.  This
orgasm had been too long in waiting for Love and she went wild with it.
Her body literally shook on the bed and Sarah had to wonder if the bed was
going to start moving on the floor to accompany Love's actions.  Of course
Sarah was quickly distracted by another shudder of pleasure from her own
pussy and by the way Love's beautiful breasts were bouncing up in down,
keeping in time with the outpouring of her orgasm.

Their wet pussies squished and smacked as their orgasms fused together in
one big cummy mess.  The two girls just kept rubbing each other, their
juices running down their thighs and down to their asses.  They were sticky
and messy and loving every second of it.

Watching those two sex kittens finish each other off was more than enough
for Jennifer to reach a similarly happy ending to her tale of fingering.
Someone more insecure would have felt like a third wheel, but Jennifer
didn't.  She knew she was going to get her turn and then some, so for now
she was happy creating her own shivers of pleasure.  She pushed her fingers
inside her pussy hard and fast, using her free hand to either toy with her
nipples or suck on her fingers, depending on which impulse she indulged in.

Hearing Sarah and Love express their joy with such total abandon, pushed
Jennifer over the edge.  Her eyes remained locked on the grinding duo while
she came, soaking her fingers.  Juices ran down from her pussy and down her
legs to her bunched up jeans and panties.  Jennifer's nipples felt so
sensitive right then and she kept on playing with them, slapping her own
breasts gently and rubbing her wet fingers and palms across her swollen
nips.  Even after her orgasm had filled her head with contentment and
disappeared into happy cries and moans, Jennifer still kept at it.  The
show had charged her up so much, that Jennifer found herself unable to
stop.

Sarah and Love were afflicted with similar symptoms.  Having just rubbed
each other the right way, they were left with wicked cravings for each
other's taste.  The last embers of their mutual orgasm died as they wrapped
their lips together and by doing so they began a new lustful fire between
their legs.  However, this time neither of them had any desire to make this
just a two girl show.  They stopped kissing just long enough to look over
at their masturbating lover and beckon her closer.

"Don't tell me you're just going to stand there all day, are you?" Sarah
playfully asked.

"Please join us Jennifer," Love requested.  "I'm pretty sure we can squeeze
you in here."

Jennifer was happy to accept, but her legs were still weak from her orgasm
and frankly it was hard for her to walk with her jeans and panties pushed
halfway down.  She managed to make it over there, laughing at her self
created predicament before falling on the bed and immediately having kisses
lavished on her by Sarah and Love.

"This won't do at all," Sarah pointed out.  "Jennifer, these clothes have
got to go."

"Then get them off me!" Jennifer ordered with a grin.  "Strip me and fuck
me!"

"Mmmm I like the sound of that plan a lot," Love giggled before burying her
face in Jennifer's bare breasts.  Love began to suck and kiss Jennifer's
sore nipples, treating them gently and providing plenty of TLC through her
talented tongue.  While she did that she pulled off Jennifer's t-shirt.
When the shirt was finally pulled over Jennifer's head, Love kissed the
topless woman passionately and allowed Sarah to go to work at relieving her
of her pants.

That was just what Sarah did.  She kissed the wet, exposed skin around
Jennifer's pussy.  She let her lips and tongue travel all up and around
her, over her tummy and down her naked thighs.  Sarah helped herself to a
tantalizing taste of her friend by lightly dragging her tongue over
Jennifer's cum covered labia.  Mmm it's a shame I'm not licking tasting
this fresh from the oven, Sarah thought to herself knowing that's exactly
what she would be doing within minutes.  In a flash of denim, Jennifer's
jeans were gone, along with her panties.  Now there were three naked girls
on the bed and they were all eager to get to work on one another.

Love was alternating between attention to Jennifer's lips and her chest.
Jennifer, happy to have Love's kisses anywhere on her body, just sat back
and moaned while the two girls she had just watched began working over her
body.  Jennifer began to toy with Love's hair while the sexy nymphet licked
at her breasts, running her wet tongue over her hard nipples and flicking
them back and forth.

"Ohhh you're so wet Jennifer," Sarah observed as the scent of Jennifer's
arousal filled her nostrils like perfume.  "God I love knowing you got this
wet watching us.  It just makes me want to....mmmmm..."

Sarah never finished the last part of her sentence because it was
completely unnecessary for her to do so.  Her intent was clear and a second
later her mouth was pressing against Jennifer's labia, sucking and nibbling
gently on the lips of her pussy.  Sarah's tongue ran in between Jennifer's
lips and toward her clit.  She helpfully spread Jennifer's legs open so she
could easily push past her labia and toward her pleasure center.

"Ohhhh Sarah yessssssssss!!!" Jennifer hissed, the familiar feeling of her
housemate's tongue on her clit making her just as crazy as it always did.
Doing a much better job than her own fingers ever could, Sarah's tongue
gently licked away at Jennifer's clit, making it swell again with desire
and leaving Jennifer in need of an outlet for her growing desire.

"Love!" Jennifer gasped when Sarah hit a sensitive spot.  "I need you!
Give me your pussy!  Let me lick you!"

Love was never one to deny a girl, especially when she knew she was going
to reap the benefit, so she pulled away from Jennifer's breasts and
repositioned herself.  Since Jennifer was flat on her back on the bed, it
was easy for Love to move upward over her lover and press her pussy to
Jennifer's waiting mouth.  As soon as Love's wetness was grazing her lips,
Jennifer went to work by kissing her sex and slowly sliding her tongue
inside Love's horny little pussy.

"Yeah Jen...that's it...that's fucking it," Love moaned in satisfaction.
She now had an excellent view of Sarah's oral efforts and she got an extra
charge seeing Sarah eating Jennifer's pussy so well.  Love began to massage
her heaving breasts while she rode Jennifer's tongue.  Jennifer was always
so good at licking and Love knew she wouldn't have to wait longer for her
second orgasm to announce itself.

For her part, Sarah's tongue was swimming in the wetness that Jennifer had
already created through her earlier finger play.  The more she messed
around with girls, the more Sarah was growing to love licking a girl just
after she'd come.  The taste was richer and Sarah loved lapping away at a
girl's creamy pussy while making her generate even more girl juice.

Getting Jennifer's cream all over her tongue was getting Sarah's pussy all
juicy again and she began to touch herself.  She lightly teased her own
pussy with her fingers, reaching down between her legs while tonguing
Jennifer.  Sarah didn't want to bring herself off too fast.  She just
wanted to keep her pussy constantly wet before she brought an eager tongue,
or two, down to make her scream.

The harder Sarah lapped at Jennifer's clit, the harder Jennifer gave it to
Love and soon there were two girls on the bed expressing their pleasure
with sharp cries.  What a trio they made.  Love riding Jennifer's face
while she lay flat on her back with Sarah buried between her thighs.
Jennifer's cries were muffled by Love's pussy, but they were evident
nonetheless as Sarah's tongue continued to drive into her and hit her in
the right spots again and again.

Jennifer's hands had latched onto Love's thighs, pulling her closer to her
hungry mouth, but it wasn't like Love needed any convincing to be in that
position.  She loved how Jennifer's strong tongue worked into her pussy and
fucked her so well.  Jennifer's movements with her tongue were hard, fast
and far from the usually loving strokes that she usually gave to her
partners.  However it was also exactly what Love needed.  She was horny and
she could be loved later.  Right now she just wanted to get fucked!
Jennifer sensed this and behaved accordingly.

"Oh yesssssss!!!  Jennifer!!! RIGHT THEREEEEE!!!" Love squealed, rubbing
her wetness into Jennifer's face.  Love had already soaked Sarah's skin
with her desire and now she was in the process of doing the same to
Jennifer's beautiful face.  She had been holding herself back for what
seemed like ages and her housemates knew all the right tricks to fill her
needs and bring her off hot and fast.

Jennifer certainly knew a lot of those tricks.  She saw Love in her current
state as a balloon that was rapidly reaching its maximum size.  It was time
to make this balloon pop and Jennifer had an idea how to do just that.  She
removed her hands form Love's thighs and wet a finger with a combination of
her saliva and the juice coming from the wet pussy at her lips.  Jennifer
then moved her hands around back to grip Love's firm asscheeks and slowly
slipped that lubed up finger into Love's tight ring.

"AUGHHHHH!!!" Love screamed in total pleasure.  "FUCK MY ASS!!!  OHHHHHH
JENNNNN!!!  FUCK IT JUST LIKE THATTTTTT!!!"

A few touches of Jennifer's finger in combination with the tongue inside
her pussy, brought Love off like a lit cigarette carelessly tossed into a
pile of gunpowder.  She whooped and hollered her pleasure, soaking
Jennifer's face and draining her of even more of the pent up energy she had
stored.  Love had wanted to hold out just a little while longer, to make
the pleasure last, but she had been way too horny to fight off her orgasm.

Feeling Love's pussy spasm against her lips and tongue was a major turn on
for Jennifer and it was doing almost as much to get her off as Sarah's
tongue was.  Her earlier fingering had been a ragged job that had left her
a little bit satisfied, but wanting much, much more.  Sarah seemed
dedicated to giving her a complete work over and Jennifer was about to
thank her for it with a faceful of girl cum.  Sarah immediately sensed this
and wanted to make sure Jen knew how badly she wanted it.

"Come for me Jen!" Sarah urged, replacing her tongue with two of her
probing fingers.  "Please give it to me!  I want to taste you!  I want to
have you come right on my lips so I can drink you down!"

Jennifer peered out from Love's pussy, which she was in the process of
licking clean post-orgasm, to see Sarah staring up at her, her pretty face
covered in her juice and her eyes begging for more.  Jennifer responded by
thrusting her hips to get more of Sarah's finger thrusts inside her and to
silently egg Sarah on to return her tongue to where it belonged.

	Sarah got that message and was only too happy to get her tongue
back inside Jennifer's warm, wet pussy.  By now Love had finally managed to
pull herself off of Jennifer's tongue and, having curled up on the pillows
near Jennifer's head, began to run her tongue slowly with long, hot strokes
over Jennifer's sex covered face.  Feeling that tongue inside her pussy and
the warm wetness of Love's strokes on her skin was more than Jennifer
needed.

	"OHHHHHH FUCK YESSSSSS!!!" Jennifer cried out.  "I'M FUCKING
COMINNNNNNNGGGG!!!"

	Sarah pressed her face in even harder as she felt Jennifer's
orgasmic release begin.  She worked over Jennifer's pussy like a wild
woman, tonguing...kissing...licking and doing whatever she could to make
Jennifer come hard and give her every last drop of her sex.  Jennifer
bounced up and down on the bed, lurching around a little and only being
held steady by Love pressing herself on top of her.  This gave Jennifer an
excellent view of Love's swaying breasts and she immediately began sucking
on them.

	Despite Love's tits slapping her face and filling her mouth,
Jennifer's cries could not completely be drowned out.  They were just
stifled slightly and feeling Jennifer's hot breath being pushed onto her
breasts gave Love's tired body a few last charges of ecstasy.  The
tit-muffled cries continued until Jennifer's voice grew hoarse and tuned
down to soft sighs.

	This left Sarah as the only girl left standing, but that wasn't a
state that lasted long.  Despite the happy and satisfied smile on her face,
Jennifer was far from wiped out and she had plenty of energy left to show
Sarah a good time.  Her desire for Love quenched, Jennifer had a hankering
for Sarah now and didn't waste any time before attacking her.

	Sarah had pulled away from Jennifer's pussy when she felt the girl
had no more juice to give.  She began taking the cream that had collected
on her face and chin and rubbing it all over her naked body.  She loved how
it felt and she also knew it would get her two bedmates worked up.  Sarah
had planned to give Jennifer a chance to catch her breath, but her little
show had too good an effect and Sarah almost instantly found herself flat
on her back at the end of the bed while Jennifer kissed her hard.

	Her body sexually exhausted, for now, Love was content to lie back
and toy with her body while Jennifer showed Sarah some gratitude for her
orgasm.  Love hefted up one of her breasts and began to tongue her own
nipple as her eyes remained focused on her friends.  She could do that when
she was feeling flexible enough and this was one of those times.

Jennifer was moving so fast all over her body that Sarah barely knew where
she was licking her from one moment to the next.  That wasn't a complaint
and Sarah was quite willing to just close her eyes and let Jennifer give
her what she needed.  She had done a good job of keeping her pussy in a
constant state of high arousal while she had turned Jennifer into her own
private buffet and now she was feeling the pleasurable results of those
efforts.  Jennifer's wet kisses and tongue swipes were all over her from
head to toe, but there was only one place Sarah wanted to feel that mouth.

She pressed her hands onto the top of Jennifer's head and that was all that
needed to be said.  Jennifer quickly focused her efforts right onto Sarah's
pussy and the dyed-blonde actress immediately began mewing her
satisfaction.

"Ooooooooooooh Jen suck on my pussy!" Sarah moaned as she shivered with
delight when Jennifer began sucking on the lips of her labia.  "I need to
feel a tongue inside there!  God I'm already so fucking close!"

She wasn't kidding, Jennifer smiled as she began working her tongue inside
and over Sarah's hard, aroused clit.  If Sarah was a bomb, her countdown
timer would be nearing single digits.  This was hardly a challenge and
Jennifer's job got even easier when Love crawled over toward them and began
kissing Sarah and playing with her firm breasts.

As an actress, Sarah loved being the center of attention, but this was
better than any damn spotlight.  She had tongue in her mouth and one in her
pussy and if heaven wasn't as good as this, Sarah had no desire to go
there.  Love's wet, sloppy kisses made Sarah's head swim while Jennifer's
tongue bath of her clit made her brain buzz.  Sarah felt like she was
floating on a cloud through a warm spring rain shower and she was torn
about whether she should reach the peak of her passion or make this feeling
last forever.

Unfortunately for Sarah that choice was out of her hands and the fate of
her orgasm was directly controlled by Jennifer and, to a lesser degree,
Love.  Jennifer was on a mission to make Sarah come and nothing was going
to deny her.  Jennifer pulled herself up so her bare ass was in the air and
she could crane her neck down to get a better angle at Sarah's dripping
pussy.  Jennifer's long hair tickled Sarah's thighs while she ate her out
and the sensations only made Sarah hotter.

Like a fraying rope, Sarah was rapidly slipping into her orgasm and nothing
could reverse the process.  There were no brakes to step on and when Love
kissed her forehead and teased her nipple with a gentle little pinch, Sarah
gave into the inevitable and dove off her cloud into the raging, but
pleasurable, seas of her orgasm.  Love quickly covered her lips with her
own, sealing Sarah's orgasm with a kiss.  In lieu of a scream and a wail,
Sarah shot her tongue into Love's mouth with no hesitancy.

Jennifer didn't need to hear Sarah scream out her orgasm.  She was getting
all the evidence she needed to know she had done a good job by the girl cum
that was coating her tongue and dribbling down onto the already ruined
sheets.  Jennifer moved back down flat onto her belly to keep as much of
those precious juices from slipping away.  Jennifer reveled in Sarah's
orgasm, letting her sexuality overwhelm her before she took a break for
some oxygen only to return again a split-second later.

Sarah's body flailed on the bed, but Jennifer would not be shook off.  She
continued to make out with Love and soon they were both rubbing their bare
breasts together, their sweaty bodies once again so close.  When she could
take no more, Sarah pulled away from Love and sank down onto the bed,
happily gasping for breath.

She wasn't alone for long and soon Jennifer and Love were on each side of
her.  Sarah delighted in being the filling for their little sandwich and
before any of them knew it, they were capping off their little encounter
with a hot three-way kiss.

Love had to think back at all that had just happened starting with her
desire just to see some naked pictures of herself to get an honest
appraisal.  She started to laugh and Jennifer and Sarah were quickly
joining her.  They all seemed to share one thought about what had just
happened.

"God, Rose is going to kill herself when she finds out she wasn't hear for
this," Sarah grinned.

* * * * *

If she had known what was going on back at the mansion, Rose probably would
have given anything to be there.  As it was, she was far away both
physically and mentally.  Love had been right on when she had thought that
Rose didn't seem like herself.  In fact she was very far from who she
was...or more accurately who she wanted to be.

Rose had been planning on spending a quiet evening in the house and most
likely seeing if Love wanted to practice getting naked for the camera.  But
her beeping pager had changed all that.  Rose had known who it was without
having to look down at the number.  Only one person would have paged her at
that time.  Rose hadn't wanted to see because she knew that as soon as she
saw who it was, she would be helpless to stop from doing exactly what it
was she was doing now.

She exited her car and walked toward the motel room she had been instructed
to go to.  The Hollywood Inn was sleazy by most standards, but at least it
had a roof and walls and there didn't appear to be any heroin addicts
passed out or dead outside their rooms.  Rose had been to worse and,
besides, she knew she wouldn't have been able to resist the call even if
she had been told to come to the back of an alley next to a crack den.

The calls had been less frequent lately, but every now and then they came.
Tonight was one of those nights and Rose adjusted her leather skirt, hoping
it met with approval.  She hated acting this way.  She hated acting all
meek and cowering.  But she couldn't help this impulse.  She was powerless
to fight it and that fact left her very vulnerable.

Rose arrived at room 116 and noticed there was no light coming from it.
Was anyone even in there?  She knocked on the door to see for herself.

"Get in here!" the voice inside barked and Rose quickly opened the unlocked
door and stepped inside.  There was no light on, but Rose could see that
someone was sitting in the chair across from the bed.  Rose was about to
close the door behind her, but before she could she was stopped.

"Leave the fucking door open, bitch!" the voice spat out, the words cutting
through the room like a sharp blade through skin. "You're late you stupid
cunt!"

"I...I...I'm sorry..." Rose stammered, her eyes locked in on the floor as
she kept her head down.  "There was traffic..."

"No excuses whore!" the voice said again.  "You don't get full price
tonight!  Tonight you're working for me at a discount.  Do you have a
problem with that?"

"No..." Rose answered softly.  Christ, she was already on the verge of
crying and she just got here.  She tried to take a deep breath.  She could
get through this.  She could do it and then she could go home.  She had to
do this.

"Very good whore...now let me look at you."

Rose heard the order and stepped forward.  It was a full moon that night
and as the cloud cover thinned, she found that it illuminated the room
quite nicely through the open door.  In the moonlight Rose felt the eyes of
her "client" on her, examining her from head to toe.  The client was
dressed as normal.  Leather jacket.  Leather pants and boots.

"Very nice," the voice said.  "Good to see even a dumb slut like you can
dress herself."

"Thank you," Rose sighed.

"Did I tell you to speak?" the voice demanded harshly.  Rose's client got
off the chair and slapped her right across the face.  It was no playful
slap or even part of a sex game.  It was real and it hurt.  Rose wanted to
touch her cheek and soothe the sting, but she knew if she dared do that,
she would suffer the consequences.

"You speak when I tell you to speak!"

Rose nodded her head and made sure her eyes faced the ground.  She felt a
hot tear tremble down her cheek, but she sucked the rest of it back.  She
had to get through this and get back to where she wanted to be.  The place
where she was in control.

"Dance for me!  Show me your moves whore.  I paid good money for you and I
want to see you."

Rose was about to question the order, but stopped herself.  It was always
better not to ask...just do.  She summoned a song in her head and began to
dance to it slowly and sensuously, moving her body in a manner she knew was
bound to win approval.  Rose ran her hands over her body, over the clothing
that barely held in her generous form, touching herself for her audience of
one.  As she did this she saw her client settle back in the chair and she
then heard the sound that was unmistakably that of a zipper opening.  The
moonlight afforded Rose the chance to see a hand envelop a hard cock and
begin to stroke it.

"That's it," Rose heard.  "Dance.  Show me your body.  Show me your tits."

While not stopping her silent dance, Rose peeled her top over her head.
Her large breasts flopped free, unencumbered by any bra.

"Good...no bra," Rose heard as encouragement.  "Your tits look so good
tonight whore.  I can't wait to work my cock in between them and spunk all
over your face.  I'm going to make you my little cum slut tonight Rose.
That's all you deserve to be.  My fucking little cum slut.  Isn't that
right?"

"Yes," Rose admitted, deep down knowing it was true.  "It's all I deserve."

"Take it all off.  Let me see that pretty pussy of yours."

Rose's tight, leather skirt was soon on the floor and she stood in nothing
but the stiletto heels she had come in with.  The client made then made a
hand motion and Rose obediently stepped out of her shoes.  She felt so
ashamed.  God, if any of her friends could see her now, they'd have no idea
what she was doing.  This was so far from the side she let them see, but it
was true, she needed this.

"Mmmmm already wet I see," the client laughed.  "I can smell your wet pussy
from here you disgusting whore.  If only your little dyke friends could see
what you really are.  But they can't because they don't control you.  Only
I control you.  Don't I Rose?"

"Yes master," Rose swallowed hard.  "Only you control me."

"You're my little whore aren't you Rose?"

"I'm your little whore," Rose agreed.

"Come to me whore," the client commanded.  "Get your ass over here and suck
me off like the cocksucking cunt you are."

Rose silently approached the chair and sunk to her knees.  Anyone could
walk by and see her bare assed naked giving a blow job, but she couldn't
refuse the request.  She heard the sound of another zipper opening and
realized the client had just taken off the jacket.

Rose looked up and saw her client's bare breasts, the nipples already hard.
She grasped the hard cock in her hands and nuzzled the latex against her
chin.  Her client responded by taking the toy and slapping her across her
cheeks with it several times in each side. While her client sat back and
began playing with her bare nipples, Rose took the strap on deep in her
mouth, coming close to taking all of the eight inches.  She was just glad
her client hadn't worn one of her bigger strap ons that night.  She could
handle this much in her mouth.

"Yessss suck that cock bitch," the sharp female voice instructed.  "I want
to shoot my cum in your mouth and watch you swallow every drop.  You'd love
that wouldn't you?  You'd love to drink down my cum!"

"Mmmmhmmm," Rose agreed, her mouth full of the toy she was struggling to
deep throat.  She imagined what someone would say if they walked by the
door and saw her bent over, bare ass lit up by the moonlight, sucking this
toy.  What if this person recognized her?  What if this person recognized
them?

All that didn't concern the woman in the chair.  She massaged her bare
breasts bucking her hips so she could fuck Rose's pretty mouth hard.  She
wanted to see this slut deep throat her cock.  If she couldn't do it
tonight, well she was just going to have to make sure her bitch did her
homework before her next call.  She hoped someone came by.  She hoped that
person recognized Rose for the worthless whore she was.

When the woman had had enough, she pulled her toy right from Rose's mouth,
strands of saliva dripping off the edge.  She rubbed the slick toy on
Rose's cheeks, getting them wet with her own spit.

"You goddamned cocksucking whore," the woman laughed.  "I wish you could
see yourself now.  Pretty face all wet with your own spit.  I just wish it
was my cum painting your slutty face.  I know you call your playmates sluts
all the time, Rose but you're the only slut here.  You're a lowly little
whore and now I want your big soft tits rubbing my hard cock.  So get to it
slut!"

"Oh God yes," Rose moaned.  "Command your slut!  Command your little
fucking whore!"  She was risking another slap, but she had to risk it.  She
hated this.  She truly did.  But it was making her pussy burn with desire
like nothing else could.

The woman grasped her cock in her hands and jacked it off like it was real
and she could really come like a man.  She grasped Rose's hair with her
other hand and pulled her back toward the toy.  Rose yelped in pain, but
didn't struggle as the saliva-covered toy was pressed between her breasts.

"Work those tits over my hard cock!" Rose was commanded.  "Rub them all
over my meat!  I want to drench your body in cum so everyone knows that not
only are you a whore, but you're my whore."

Rose treated the toy like it was a real flesh and blood cock.  She rubbed
her tits over it, squeezing them over the fake flesh and licking the head
as if it could really shoot cum onto her tongue.  Rose repeated this action
even as she felt her skin on her breasts begin to chafe.  Still she didn't
dare stop until she was ordered to.

Fortunately that order wasn't long in coming.  The woman tired of Rose's
tit fuck and grabbed onto her hair again.  She tugged sharply on her raven
locks and pulled her up toward her.  Rose found herself face to face with
the woman, her short cut of blonde hair making it easier for her to pass
herself off as a man when she so chose to.  She pressed Rose's face to hers
and kissed her harshly.  Rose was so used to the loving kisses of her
housemates that it was always a shock when she felt these hard, cold lips
against her.

"Remember when the kiss of a woman used to make you vomit Rose?" the woman
laughed, standing up and throwing Rose down on the floor with a hard thump.
"Remember when another woman touching you made you want to kill her?  Now
it's all you care about you fucking dyke slut.  If only everyone knew the
truth about you cunt.  If only they knew what a fucking whore you really
are."

That was a threat Rose couldn't stand idly by and hear.  She had to
respond.

"No...please...don't tell them," Rose begged.  "Don't tell anyone!"

She knew it was a mistake as soon as she opened up her mouth and she was
proven right when the woman slapped her face again hard.  This time she
also kicked her in the stomach.  Not hard enough to cause injury, but hard
enough to get a message across.  Rose found herself unable to fight back as
the woman picked her up and threw her onto the bed.  This was never
something Rose could get used to.  She strove to be in control of every
facet of her life and never, ever be a victim.  But here she was acting
like the weakling she despised.  She couldn't fight back.  She just
couldn't.  She was being controlled and she needed it to be this way.

The last slap against her face had been enough to split her lip open just
enough for a small trickle of blood to dribble down.  It would heal in an
hour or two, but for now served to Rose as a reminder how powerless she was
here.  Knowing what was expected of her, Rose got on all fours and silently
prayed to herself that her client wouldn't have the itch to fuck her in the
ass that night.

"Get ready whore," the woman commanded, pushing her pants down to fully
reveal the strap on cock attached to her waist.  It was even bigger than
Mr. Snappy was and Rose had never considered using something bigger than
that on any of her lovers.  Rose's client had no such objections though and
wouldn't hesitate to take her with something even bigger should the mood
strike her.

Rose shuddered as she felt spit in her pussy.  She knew she was already
well lubed for this, she hadn't been able to help getting wet from this
treatment. The spit was insult being added to injury.  But the feeling was
nothing compared to what she experienced a moment later when the strap on
was pushed into her pussy.

Every time this happened Rose was afraid she was going to walk away hurt in
some way.  She was terrified that she'd be ripped open and the consequences
of that made her shudder.  Still she stood there on all fours, begging to
be fucked, not with her words but with her actions.

"AHHHHHH yessss you fucking tight bitch!" Rose heard shouted behind her.
The woman began pumping into her pussy with her toy, pushing in as much as
she could.  Rose never knew how much was being pushed into her and she
didn't want to know either.

"Yessssss yessss feel me fucking you!" the woman shouted, alerting any
passers by to the open door as to exactly what was going on in there.
"Feel my hard cock in your hot tight cunt Rose!  Feel what it's like to
have a real woman fuck your brains out!  I'm not one of those fucking baby
dykes you've got in your little mansion!  I'm a real fucking woman and
you're my little cunt!"

Rose struggled to fight it, but she cried out in pleasure.  Her bare tits
swung back and forth from the hard thrusts she was getting and it felt so
good.  She would never let anyone else take her like this.  No one else.
Only her.

"FUCKING MOAN LIKE THE WHORE YOU ARE!" Rose's client screamed.  "SCREAM IT
OUT HOW MUCH YOU LOVE GETTING FUCKED!!!"

"I LOVE IT!!!" Rose screamed.  "FUCK ME MASTER!!!  FUCK MY TIGHT PUSSY WITH
YOUR HARD COCK!!!  FUCKING RAPE MY PUSSY!!!"

"MMMMM YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!  I'M FUCKING YOUR WHORE PUSSY AND YOU'RE LOVING
IT!!!  YOU'RE THE BIGGEST FUCKING SLUT IN THE WORLD ROSE AND ONLY I KNOW
IT!!!"  The woman continued to pound Rose mercilessly and rip her psyche
with her words.

Rose pounded the mattress with her fists as she backed up to meet the hard
thrusts of the strap on.  She did this partly out of hate and partly out of
the pleasure she couldn't deny she was feeling.  She was close to coming
and she knew the woman could feel the heat coming from her pussy while she
fucked her.

"AUGHHHHHHH I'M GONNA SHOOT MY CUM INTO THIS TIGHT PUSSY!!!" the woman
screamed.  "MY HOT CUM IS GONNA BURN YOUR BITCH PUSSY UP!!!"

Rose's face was crimson red with shame and it was getting harder to fight
off the tears.  She knew people could hear her getting fucked in this seedy
motel.  She knew they were probably jerking off or doing whatever the fuck
they did to feel some pleasure in their lives.

Her breathing was getting heavier and more labored with every thrust that
was pounded into her from behind.  She felt herself beginning to come.  She
was holding it in.  She would normally be screaming and exalting her
passion, but this was not a normal time.  She didn't want the woman to know
how much she was getting off on this.

The woman did nothing to hide her own pleasure.  She continued to scream
vile obscenities at Rose for her, and anyone else in the area, to hear.
Her firm breasts bounced as she fucked Rose hard, and she was close to her
own orgasm.  She wished she had a real cock to explode inside this cunt.
She wanted Rose to know that she owned her.

"YESSSSSSSSS I'M FUCKING COMING!!!" the woman screamed.  "I'M FUCKING
FILLING YOUR TIGHT SNATCH!!!"

The nub of the strap on was rubbing right against the woman's hard clit, so
she wasn't lying about her own orgasm.  She kept pounding at Rose, knowing
that her little cunt had already come.  She kept her orgasms silent when
she was with her, but she could see the slickness on the strap on and knew
that Rose had creamed for her.  That slut loved this!

Rose gritted her teeth to keep from crying out.  She felt her sexual
release even more acutely than when she was with any of her housemates.
She was crying, but it wasn't from pain or from shame.  It was from trying
to keep all this intense pleasure internal.

The woman finally finished vocalizing her orgasm and pulled out harshly
from Rose's pussy.  Almost as if a switch was thrown, Rose felt herself
begin to return to some stability and normalcy.  As soon as the woman
pulled out of her, Rose jumped off the bed and grabbed her discarded
clothes.  She ignored her own juices running down her legs.  She just
wanted to get the hell out of there.

"Where the fuck are you going?" the woman demanded.  "Get down here and
clean my cock off!"

"Fuck you!" Rose responded, so relieved to feel her fire returning.  "This
is over!"

"You always say that," the woman laughed.  "But then you always come
running every time I call you.  Maybe you're not even my cunt Rose.  You're
my little dog."

"I mean it this time, you and I are done!"  Rose swore, pulling her skirt
up and

"You don't even believe that," the woman contended.  "You need me Rose.
I'm the only one who knows the real you.  I'm the only one who knows what
you really need!"

"You don't know anything about me!" Rose screamed her rage.  She pulled her
top back on and didn't even pause to get back into her shoes before
storming off to the door.

"No, I know everything!" the woman shot back.  "Only I know the real Rose
McGowan.  Your little friends sure don't know.  Hey maybe I'll pay them a
visit soon and tell them."

That stopped Rose dead in her tracks and she spun around.

"If I ever see you near them I'll kill you!" Rose swore, meaning every
word.

"Sure you will Rose.  You would just fall to your hands and knees and beg
me for more, like you always do," the woman laughed, also meaning every
word.  "I left the money on the counter for you whore."

Rose stormed off into the night, ignoring the money and leaving the woman
naked on the bed except for her boots and strap on.  She was very proud of
herself and she ran her finger over the creamy strap on.

"Mmmmm," she moaned.  "I'll see you soon Rose."

By the time she peeled out of the parking lot of the motel, Rose was
practically shaking with rage.  She couldn't focus on the road as she made
her way out of LA and back to Malibu where she would feel safe again.  She
had to pull over, if for no other reason than to catch her breath.  She
felt such a complete and utter wail of despair bubbling up inside her as
she stopped the car, but she caught it and swallowed it down before she
cried.  She wasn't going to cry!  She was never ever going to cry about
this!

She couldn't do it.  She couldn't go home like this.  She was feeling like
her old self again at last and the simpering wimp that had crawled over to
be abused was dead again.  But she couldn't let her housemates see her like
this.  They would know something was wrong.  She turned on the light in the
car and studied her bloody lip in the mirror.  Soon no one would even
notice it, but she couldn't let them know about it.  Rose took a deep
breath and decided to wait a bit and then head home.  She knew where she
could crash until she was ready to face her friends again.

At least she was back in control.  She had lost it again, just like she did
every time the call came.  But she had gotten it back and she swore she
would never let it happen again.  She had meant what she had said.  This
shit was over!  Rose had to make sure that side of her stayed gone and that
she lived life the way she intended to.  Calming herself with the thought
that she was the person she wanted to be again.  She controlled her life.
She made her choices.  She was the dominant one and she knew the perfect
way to prove that tomorrow.  But her confidence had a trickle of doubt to
it.  What if she couldn't doing this?

* * * * *

Rose wasn't the only member of the house to be in Los Angeles that night,
but Jewel was far away from the turmoil that Rose was subjecting herself
to.  She stood in one of the corners of the crowded party, sipping on
champagne and putting her best phony smile to use.

It was a standard record industry jerk off session and she had to listen to
so many executives tell her how wonderful she was and how they'd love to be
in business with her.  Yeah right, Jewel thought to herself, would you even
remember my name if my music stopped selling?

This was the part of the job that Jewel hated.  She loved composing her
songs and playing her guitar, but she couldn't stand the bullshit games you
had to play in this industry.  Oh well, this was what she had to do if she
stood any chance of being heard.  What good was writing a song if she
didn't have the opportunity to make people hear it.

So she went to the parties and appeared on the talk shows to flog her
album.  She swore a little bit of her soul died each time she had to go to
one of these things.  If you listened carefully, she bitterly thought to
herself, perhaps you could listen to its death cries amongst the small
talk.

At least Jewel could comfort herself with the fun she could have when she
got back home to Malibu.  It was still weird to think of that place as
home, but she was getting more and more used to it.  Of course it was easy
to become comfortable in a place like that when there was such intoxicating
things going on there.

Jewel stood there in her black sequined dress, cut just short enough to
give a nice, teasing glimpse of leg but nothing more, and hoped that no one
realized how wet her pussy was getting under her clothes.  She tried to
fight her arousal, but that proved to be impossible.  She couldn't help but
think about going home and crawling under the covers with the housemate of
her choice.  She wondered which one she would pick, but then realized she
didn't have to pick.  She could have all of them.

She imagined coming home and finding all four of them waiting for her in
her room.  They would all be naked and quite eager to get her in the same
condition.  She wouldn't have fought them off as they peeled her dress off
of her and then set to work stripping off her bra and panties.  She then
would have fallen onto the bed with them and let them work her body over.
She could already feel their lips on her mouth, her breasts, her thighs,
her pussy and her ass.  Mmmm it all sounded so wonderful.

With a start Jewel shook herself out of her trance.  That was a close one.
If she had descended any more into that fantasy then she would have ended
up reaching under her dress and started touching herself.  A few people
might have noticed if she did that, so Jewel sighed and told herself she
would have to wait until later to engage in lustful thoughts.

Unfortunately it wasn't that easy for Jewel to shake her impulses and her
craving for pussy.  Smiling, she wondered if she should just go up to the
next hot chick she saw and plunge her tongue down her throat.  Of course
that would also the room's collective jaw to drop to the floor and that
wasn't quite what Jewel was going for here.  It did get her thinking
though...could she seduce another woman?

She had always been an easy mark she supposed.  Both her professor back at
college and the girls at the mansion had found her quite willing to submit
to a lesbian experience.  But Jewel had never been the aggressor when it
came to situations like that.  Even during her other times living the
sapphic lifestyle, Jewel had usually been the follower instead of the
leader.  During the times she had taken the active role, like when she had
caught Rose snooping on Sarah and Reese, it had been because she was
comfortable in the situation.  She knew Rose wasn't going to spurn her
advances.

So Jewel had to wonder if she had it in her to seduce another woman when
the results weren't a given.  Did she have the guts to invite someone over
to the house and seduce them like her housemates had?  Could she do to
someone else what had been done to her?  And if she could do it, then who
should she pick?

Before Jewel could ponder this question any further, she was distracted by
the presence of someone she actually wanted to talk to.  After having smoke
blown up her ass all night by industry types, it was a pleasure to see a
non conformist in the bunch so Jewel immediately reached out to her.

"Gwen!" Jewel called out, causing Gwen Stefani to immediately whirl around.
She searched out for the source of the request for her attention and when
she saw it was Jewel she smiled and walked over to her.

"Jewel?  How are you?" Gwen asked, hugging her fellow artist warmly.  As
usual she was a bit kooky in her choice of clothing.  While most others
went for the slightly formal look, Gwen was wearing a plaid skirt and a
black t-shirt that said "WOMAN" on it.  She designed all her clothes
herself and, more often than not, it showed.

"With all this excitement around me, how could I not be amazing?" Jewel
jokingly answered, returning the hug with equal warmth.

"Tell me about it," Gwen replied.  "Who knew there were so many executives
in the world?  You think people grow up thinking, 'I want to be a
vice-president of marketing.'"

"Actually I think they create them at a special breeding ground," Jewel
smiled.  "You know like a genetics laboratory."

"Well that would sure explain a lot," Gwen smiled right back, a really
beautiful smile that caught more than Jewel's eye. "So what have you been
up to?"

"Oh the usual, out promoting the new album and everything," Jewel answered.
She and Gwen had hit the music stardom scene at around the same time and
though their styles were quite different, they had a lot in common and they
stuck up a quick and easy friendship.  They weren't like sisters or
anything, but they had a nice, casual friendship going.  "I think I did
every talk show known to man.  I'm supposed to go out on tour in the next
month or so."

"Yeah same here," Gwen responded.  "We're going to be hitting the road big
time but probably not till the summer.  We've got a few more shows and
interviews to do.  It can wear on you, but then you know what I'm talking
about."

"I sure do," Jewel sighed.  "I think it's harder to promote the album than
to make it.  It can really be a grind."

"I could sure use a break and the album just came out a few months ago,"
Gwen stated.  "I really need to relax for a few days.  We all do.  The band
could use it.  Everyone's starting to get a little crazy.  We were actually
afraid to bring Adrian with us tonight, but he's been a good boy so far at
least.  We're just hoping he can keep his clothes on during the party."

	"I don't know, it might liven things up to see him flapping around
here," Jewel smiled as the girls discussed No Doubt drummer Adrian Young's
proclivity for doffing his duds at the drop of a hat.

	"Well if you've seen that thing as many times as we have, it kind
of loses its thrill," Gwen replied, smiling her sexy smile again.  Jewel
had never really noticed how sexy Gwen was before, but then again she was
noticing a lot of things about other women these days.

	"You know, if you're getting exhausted, maybe you just need to take
a break from yourselves," Jewel suggested, not quite sure where she was
going with this, but a glimmer of an idea was forming.

	"What do you mean?" Gwen asked.

	"You know, do something crazy and wild that you've never done
before," Jewel explained.  "That should help break you out of the
monotony."

	"Hmmm so you're thinking that maybe I should be the member of the
group to take my clothes off on stage...interesting," Gwen teased.

	"It would definitely get people talking," Jewel said, almost
dropping her champagne glass when she pictured what Gwen might look like
naked.  "But I'm being serious."

	"A vacation from myself, huh?" Gwen repeated as she pondered the
notion.  "I'll have to think about that.  It sure seems like an interesting
idea though."

	Gwen didn't have a chance to converse any further with Jewel
because she noticed two of her fellow band mates signaling her.

	"Uh oh, looks like I may need to bail them out of some trouble
again," Gwen declared.  "I've got to go.  But we should hang out sometime
before you go out on tour."

	"Count on it," Jewel promised as they hugged again before
departing.  Watching Gwen walk away, Jewel had to try and focus her
thoughts through all the nervous energy she was feeling at the moment.
Could she possibly seduce someone like Gwen?  She sure seemed like the
right candidate.  She was open minded and fun loving.  Jewel had to think
long and hard about this, but she knew which way her heart was directing
her.  And since her heart was working in a tag team with her sex drive,
Jewel knew this was something she had to seriously think about taking a
chance on.

Jewel had every intention of keeping that promise she just made, so who
knew what might come out of this.  Perhaps when they hung out soon they
might end up being more than friends.  At the worst she and Gwen could have
a good time as friends.  But at the very best Jewel could get to know Gwen
on a very special level and she could join the growing circle of women that
knew her and her housemates little secret.

The thought of that was mighty appealing and Jewel was already plotting
ways to make that a reality.  She didn't want to be seen leering at Gwen as
she walked away, so Jewel snuck a few glances and wondered what could
happen.  However those thoughts were interrupted when Jewel suddenly felt a
hand reach out and pinch her ass.  She gasped and quickly whirled to give
whoever it was who did that a hot ear and a slap across the face.  But when
she saw who it was, Jewel's plans suddenly changed.

"Hey sexy," Christina Aguilera said with her seductive little smile working
at full power.

Jewel's eyes lit up when she found herself face to face with the barely
legal sex kitten.  She felt her whole body get flush when every little
detail of what they had done poolside came rushing back to her.  It was
like she could come just from the memories.  If her pussy had been damp
before, seeing Christina was threatening to open up the floodgates.

"Christina!" Jewel smiled.  "I didn't know you were here!"

"Snuck in a little while ago," Christina explained.  "You know fashionably
late and all.  I saw you standing in the corner and decided to make you a
little less lonely."

"Thanks, I appreciate the company," Jewel replied, hungrily eyeing
Christina in her frayed and sequined red mini-dress.  The red was a sure
attention getter in the see of black that seemed to be the standard color
of dress for the evening, and it was just another excuse to stare at
Christina's tight, sexy body.

"I think you appreciate more than my company," Christina giggled, pressing
herself against Jewel.  To anyone who saw it, it appeared to just be a
friendly hug, but it was anything but.  Christina pressed her body against
Jewel's and made sure she knew that under her little dress she was naked as
the day she was born.  And if by any chance she was being too subtle,
Christina took her opportunity to whisper in Jewel's ear.

"My pussy got so wet when I saw you..." Christina whispered before pulling
away with an evil smile.  Jewel grew flush with desire.  God that girl was
insatiable and all Jewel could think about was tearing off her little dress
and eating her out right there in front of everyone.

"So I heard you moved in," Christina said, helping herself to a glass of
champagne as a waiter passed by, "Shame on you for going off and having fun
without me.  Wasn't I pretty enough for you all?  Wasn't my body good
enough for you?"

"You've always got an open invitation to move in," Jewel said keeping her
voice low sipping her champagne while she tried to keep from dripping cream
down her leg.  Of course Christina knew that she was pretty enough for them
and that they would have loved to have her back.  It was just a little game
she was playing and Jewel so desperately wanted to play along.  "So did you
just come over here just to tease me you sexy little bitch?"

"Maybe," Christina said sweetly.  "Or maybe I came over to drag you away
for some fun."

That idea sounded so good to Jewel.  She had enjoyed Christina's tongue
inside when they had ended the pool party with a daisy chain and she was so
eager to experience it again.  But they couldn't have fun here.  Could
they?

"Mmmm stop," Jewel moaned lowly, sounding quite unconvincing in the
process.  "There are so many people around."

"That's not stopping you from getting wet though I'll bet," Christina said,
pressing her mouth to Jewel's ear again.  "I'll bet you're so wet under
your dress Jewel.  What would you do if I just reached under it and touched
your pussy with my fingers?  Would you slap my hand away?  I'll bet you
wouldn't.  I'll bet you'd spread your legs open and let me play with your
hard clitty.  You wouldn't stop me even if I pulled your dress down and
began licking you right here in the middle of it all.  Then everyone would
know what a naughty girl I am and how much you love it."

"Ohhh Chrissy, you're driving me crazy," Jewel sighed, her legs growing a
little wobbly.  She had to have this girl again.  "You wanna come home with
me tonight?"

"I can't," Christina sadly admitted.  "I came with someone.  You know keep
up the boy-girl appearances and all so they'll still buy my records in the
South.  Besides I have to be in the studio tomorrow and if I get inside
that place I'll be up having fun all night."

"Oh," Jewel replied, her disappointment obvious.  But that disappointment
turned to joy with the next words Christina spoke.

"I guess that means I'll just have to take you right here and now,"
Christina grinned.  "Besides I've never been good at waiting."

"What?  We can't," Jewel gasped, but hoping that they could and would.

"Of course we can," Christina declared.  "Follow me!"

EAGER TO FIND OUT IF CHRISTINA AND JEWEL CAN SQUEEZE IN SOME NAKED TIME?
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