Harem

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"Is it that obvious?" Beyonce asked and Jewel nodded her head "yes."

"Damn..." Beyonce sighed. "I really shouldn't though. It's just that things aren't always what they seem to be and what you thought was going to be a really great idea, doesn't always end up that way. It's just that I'm 21 years old and I feel like there's so much I'm missing out there. I know I'm living the dream and I wouldn't trade in my life, so don't get me wrong, but sometimes I wonder if I'm missing out on things. I mean I feel like I should be doing crazy things now and having fun with friends...falling in love and having my heart broken and all that. But I'm not...I feel like I'm just product to so many people and they're gonna grind me into dust and them move onto the next hot chick who can sing and shake her ass."

"That won't happen," Jewel assured her friend. "You've got so much talent Beyonce. You're in this thing for the long term. I've seen a lot of girls come and go since I first hit and I know you're not going to let them grind you up. You're too strong for that."

"Sometimes I just don't know..." Beyonce replied. "But hey, I didn't mean to turn this into confession time or anything. I know you don't want to hear me whine."

"You're not whining, you've got to get these things off your chest," Jewel pointed out. "I mean I've never been popular like you're popular, but I know what you're going through. Believe me."

"I just feel like I have this need in me and its not being fulfilled," Beyonce continued. "This thing with Shawn...I...I really feel like I made a big mistake doing this. I mean I...just can't have any fun. I have...you know...needs..."

"What thing?" Jewel asked, not sure what Beyonce was talking about.

"It's nothing, it's just that...I...damn...I really shouldn't say," Beyonce said.

"You can tell me. I can keep secrets. I've got a few doozies of my own," Jewel promised, making one hell of an understatement in the process.

"I just feel like I've got to tell someone, you know?" Beyonce replied. "I mean someone who's not in on the whole deal."

"Tell me," Jewel requested, keeping her hand on Beyonce's arm and caressing her skin in a friendly manner. "You look like you really need to."

Beyonce knew Jewel was right. It was just too big for her to always carry this around with her and pretend that what she had with Shawn was anything more than what it was. Sometimes she felt that she was dying inside because of it and that she might lose prime years of her youth and never feel real love or happiness because of it. Beyonce knew she had to tell someone about it and she felt like she could trust Jewel to keep this locked in her guitar case. She took a deep breath and spilled her secret.

"It's just that Shawn and me...he's a really great guy and all that...but we're not really together," Beyonce confessed. "He's just a friend and it's more like a business arrangement really. I mean I get to cross over to his rap audience and the label can sell more albums and well...no one gets to know the truth about him."

"What? Is he gay or something?" Jewel asked. She had heard lots of rumors over the years about many of the biggest rappers being secretly gay.

"No...I wish," Beyonce said, cracking a grin. "Then he could give me like hair and makeup tips and stuff like that. Shawn's definitely not gay. He's big time straight but...ummm...his equipment doesn't quite pass inspection."

"You mean?" Jewel pressed.

"Yep...he's been limp for years," Beyonce admitted. "Ohhhh God, he'd kill me if he knew I was telling you this, but he can't get it up. He's seen like every doctor on the planet and they don't know what's wrong with him. He's on herbal medication and seeing hypno therapists and has got all these pumps and pills and things, but he just can't get it to work. It drives him crazy. He's tried everything and he just can't get hard."

"Wow," Jewel marveled. "That can't be good for his reputation."

"You ain't lying," Beyonce replied. "It wouldn't be good for his sales if his fans knew that the guy who does 'Big Pimpin' can't get a hard on. It would just kill his rep. That's where I come in. I hang out with him all the time and make it seem like we're together...but we're really not and I don't know how much longer I can take it. I mean I like Shawn and all. He's really talented and he's helped me out so much...but I'm a woman, Jewel. I need to be touched and I need to be loved."

"Why don't you just get some fun on the side?" Jewel suggested. "I mean you're so beautiful Beyonce. Any guy would be crazy not to want to be with you."

"I can't, its part of the deal," Beyonce sighed. "This is the worst part. You know how they say to always read the fine print? Well I can't go off with anyone else, because we might be seen with each other and rumors start. Jewel, you have no idea what it's like in the rap industry...it's like a beauty parlor. Everyone gossips and everyone whispers. That's why Shawn is so paranoid about anyone finding out about him, so it's not like I can have a boyfriend on the side or something and sometimes I just can't take it anymore. I mean I want to fall in love. I want to be with someone I can really be with...not just someone I can pose for pictures with."

"I'm sorry," Jewel said tenderly. "Isn't there anything you can do?"

"There isn't," Beyonce said sadly. "I mean it's not like I'm going to have to do this forever or anything, but I just need someone so bad. I mean Shawn has his guys around all the time following me and making sure I'm not sneaking around. I'm surprised he doesn't have guards outside the door of your room. I'm barely allowed to talk to other guys and there's this one guy..."

"Ooooh who is it?" Jewel asked. "Is it an illicit romance? Tell me!"

"It's nothing...I mean I think I want it to be...but it's not anything," Beyonce replied. "But there's this guy who just signed onto Shawn's label. His name is Mike...he uses the stage name Bablo."

"Never heard of him," Jewel said.

"Well you will," Beyonce guaranteed. "He does this rap and R&B fusion thing and it's just off the charts good. He's got mad skills and he's gonna be great and I see him all the time and I see him looking at me and I just know he wants to...you know...and not in one of those ways that guys always look at girls and you know all they want is what's between your legs. He wants more and I think I feel the same way. But...no luck for us..."

Jewel thought that was one of the saddest things she'd ever heard. It was a love that could never be story. If this was a movie, Jewel knew she would be reaching for a tissue to dab at her eyes. Hearing all of this only made Jewel want Beyonce more. This girl needed pleasure and Jewel knew she could give it to her.

"I'm so sorry, Beyonce," Jewel said putting down her glass and hugging Beyonce. Beyonce responded to the warm hug and held Jewel tight. If it wasn't for the girls she was close to, like Kelly and Michelle, then she probably would have gone insane by now. She didn't have that type of connection with Jewel, but it felt so good to tell all this to her and know that she was listening to her and caring.

"Thanks for listening Jewel," Beyonce said as they hugged. "It's just so hard to go through all this stuff sometimes. I mean I know there are people out there with bigger problems and everything...but I just feel so lonely sometimes. Like no one understands what I'm all about or even cares. Like I'm just Beyonce the singer and not Beyonce the person to them. I mean I haven't had many boyfriends. I feel like I'm missing so much. You don't even want to know when the last time I was with a man."

"When?" Jewel immediately asked. "I mean if you don't mind me asking."

"You'll laugh," Beyonce claimed.

"I totally promise I won't," Jewel replied.

"Ok...it's been a year," Beyonce said. Jewel didn't laugh, but she almost choked on her tongue in shock. The thought that someone as beautiful as Beyonce could go without sex for a year seemed totally crazy. It just couldn't be the truth. Now Jewel was certain she had to make a move. It was a crime against humanity for a girl like Beyonce to be without pleasure for that long.

"Wow...a year," Jewel repeated, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Tell me about it..." Beyonce groaned in frustration. "I just haven't had time and my daddy was always around and then the thing with Shawn started. I think sometimes my body is going to fall apart through underuse. I don't know what I'm going to do. I need something and I can't get it!"

This was her chance. Jewel knew she had to grab it so she went in right for the kill.

"Don't worry Beyonce, I know just what you need," Jewel said.

"What's that?" Beyonce asked before she got the surprise of her life. Jewel leaned forward and kissed her right on the lips. Beyonce gasped in shock, but she was too taken aback to do anything but just sit there as Jewel kissed her. Her first instinct was to push Jewel away and bolt, but Beyonce couldn't do it. She was too shocked to move, much less stop the kiss and, besides, she wasn't even sure she wanted to stop it.

Despite her complete and utter shock over the sudden kiss from her friend, Beyonce felt her body begin to respond to it. She felt the tingle on her skin, the acceleration of her heart and the stirring in her loins. Jewel's kiss was everything a kiss should be and Beyonce found herself not even caring that it was another woman kissing her. It had been a long time since Beyonce had been kissed like this and her body craved it. Jewel's kiss was so soft and tender, while also promising a heat and passion that Beyonce had longed for. The dark beauty continued to sit straight up, afraid to move...she just sat there and let Jewel kiss her. It was only when Jewel deepened the kiss by starting to push her tongue in Beyonce's mouth that she came to her senses and broke their liplock off.

"Whoa...whoa...whoa...what are you doing?" Beyonce said, putting her arms out and pushing Jewel away from her lips. Beyonce wasn't angry, she was just confused. She and Jewel had just been talking normally...and then that. Beyonce was completely thrown for a loop. Why had Jewel done that? And, more importantly, was it possible she had just enjoyed being kissed by another woman?

"I'm just giving you a little bit of what you need Beyonce," Jewel answered seductively, lightly teasing her finger over Beyonce's lips to collect the saliva that had collected there. "I can do much, much more too..."

Jewel then moved in for another kiss, but Beyonce stopped her and pulled away slightly from her on the couch.

"I'm not a lesbian," Beyonce said, a little anxiously.

"Neither am I," Jewel informed her friend. "I just know how good a woman can make another woman feel. I listened to every word you just said Beyonce. You need this. I know you need to be touched and kissed. I know you need to feel pleasure. I can give you that and so much more."

"This is crazy," Beyonce said softy. Her heart was pounding in her chest like a cartoon character, bursting in and out of her. She had never expected to be in this type of situation. Sure she had had a fleeting thought or two over the years about what it would be like to make love with a woman, but she had never really considered it. Now Jewel, of all people, was offering her sex. It was too weird.

"No it's not crazy," Jewel assured her. "I can make you feel so good. You don't have to do anything back. You just have to lie back and let me touch you."

Jewel then went for a kiss again and this time Beyonce didn't move away. She let Jewel press her lips to hers and kiss her softly. Beyonce couldn't believe this was happening. It was like it wasn't even her on the couch being kissed and she was just watching this happen, with no control over her own body. She had never thought this would happen, but there she was. She was being kissed by another woman and Beyonce couldn't deny what was plainly obvious...she liked it. Being told to just lie back and feel pleasure was good under any circumstance and it didn't matter what the sex of your partner was.

"I just...it's just this is so...I've never..." Beyonce said, unable to complete any of her thoughts after their second kiss ended. Jewel heard her loud and clear though. She knew Beyonce was nervous. Luckily Jewel knew a few tricks to calm her down.

"You know you need this," Jewel said before leaning down to kiss Beyonce's lovely neck. "Don't deny yourself pleasure just because you've never been with a girl. This could be the best thing that ever happened to you. You say you can't get any guys? Well you don't need guys when I'm around Beyonce."

The logic Jewel was handing out made perfect sense to Beyonce. It did feel good to be kissed by Jewel. Beyonce had always prided herself on being open minded to life's possibilities, but this was way beyond anything she had ever considered for herself. Jewel's kiss on her neck was heavenly and, despite her reservations, Beyonce's body was responding to the blonde's sexy touch and overruling her brain.

"I can stop if you really want me to," Jewel said, pulling away from Beyonce's skin.

"No! Don't stop!" Beyonce's instinct took over and pushed the words out of her mouth. She hadn't thought to say them. They had just leapt off her tongue.

"I...I...I...just don't know what I want..." Beyonce admitted. "I mean it felt good...really good...but I've never, you know, done this...with another girl that is..."

"Just relax," Jewel stated, pushing her lips to Beyonce's again and kissing away her concerns. "Just tell me to stop if you don't want me to go on, but I know you're going to like this."

Beyonce's head was still filled with a zillion questions. Was Jewel gay? She said she wasn't, but she sure acted like she was. How many times had Jewel done this? Had she been wanting to seduce her? How was she making this so damn hot? But Beyonce knew she could worry about those questions later. She knew this made her body feel good and it had been a long time since her body had felt good in a sexual way. Somewhere in between the second kiss and the third one she had shared with Jewel, Beyonce had decided to see this crazy thing through. And Beyonce could be very stubborn about sticking to her decisions.

"I do want this..." Beyonce confessed. "You'll just have to, you know, show me how to do it right. Make me a promise though?"

"Anything," Jewel agreed.

"Don't hold back," Beyonce nervously smiled, biting her lip in anticipation. "Make this as good as you promised and don't feel like you have to hold back, just cause it's my first time. I need to feel good Jewel. I need it so fucking bad. Don't be shy about giving it to me."

"I won't," Jewel promised with a wicked grin. That was the first time she had ever heard Beyonce curse and she hoped it wouldn't be the last. Jewel could only imagine how good dirty talk would sound pouring past her beautiful lips.

"So...umm...what do we do now?" Beyonce asked. She couldn't believe she was doing this, but her body was telling her that she needed this. Her skin was tingling all over in excitement...it was so wicked and forbidden. She had been good for too fucking long. Tonight Beyonce wanted to be bad.

"We get naked," Jewel giggled before reaching down to undo the knot in her kimono. She pulled it open and slipped it off her body, exposing her teal blue bra and panties.

"Oh gawd," Beyonce said nervously, but happily when she saw Jewel's almost bare body. She'd been close to naked women before, but changing costumes with Kelly and Michelle was nothing like what she was about to do here.

"Let me help you," Jewel offered as she kissed Beyonce again and reached over for her tank top. Beyonce tensed up when she felt Jewel's hands begin to tug her top up over her head, but the kiss helped her relax. Now Beyonce was responding to another woman's kiss for the first tine. She opened her mouth for Jewel to kiss her with more passion and she began kissing the blonde back. Jewel's lips were so soft. It was nothing like kissing a guy. It was soooo much better.

While they kissed, Jewel tugged at Beyonce's shirt and began sliding it up her body. It had been too damn hot for her to slip a bra on under her top, so Jewel immediately found herself at Beyonce's delightful bare breasts. Jewel pulled the white tank top up to Beyonce's shoulders and stopped to stare at her nudity.

Beyonce squirmed a little, feeling like she was being inspected, but when she saw the happy grin on Jewel's face and knew that she liked what she saw, she relaxed. Beyonce had never had any lack of confidence about her body or sexiness, but this was so new to her that she couldn't help it. Beyonce already knew she liked what she saw of Jewel's underwear clad body, she just wanted the Alaskan to feel the same way.

"God, you've got gorgeous tits," Jewel said as she began massaging them gently with her hands. Beyonce's breasts weren't as big as her own, but they were so soft and sexy. They were firm and jiggled just right every time Beyonce shifted on the couch.

"Oooooh yeah," Beyonce groaned at the first contact to her quickly overheating flesh. The guys she'd been with had always been more of the grope and maul school when it came to her breasts. Jewel's touch was much more gentle and a hell of a lot sexier. She caressed her bare breasts and when she leaned down to begin sucking on her nipples, Beyonce knew she had made the right call about this. This was getting so good and she knew it was only going to get better.

Beyonce shuddered a little bit in pleasure as Jewel's tongue created little shockwaves to travel up her spine. She had no idea how many girls Jewel had done it with, but Beyonce could feel she knew what she was doing. Jewel's tongue teased and traced all around her nipples, making them swell and harden and making Beyonce crane her neck back and moan.

"Yesss suck on them...suck on those nipples Jewel," Beyonce urged, her hands moving up on their own accord to play with Jewel's blonde hair. It had been too long since she'd felt anything like this and the sexual feelings that she had pushed deep down inside herself for a year were now starting to run free. Beyonce felt her pussy get moist in a hurry and she knew if Jewel kept this up, it wouldn't be long before she was soaking her shorts.

"Just tell me what you like Beyonce," Jewel instructed, tugging gently on Beyonce's aching nipples. "Tell me what you want me to do to you and I'll do it. This is all about you feeling pleasure."

"Don't stop sucking on my boobs..." Beyonce groaned. "Mmmm suck on those tits Jewel. Suck them like you're my baby and I'm your hot momma."

Jewel shot Beyonce an absolutely wicked grin in response and happily pushed her face back to her tits to give her what she wanted. She loved hearing Beyonce get more and more into this. Jewel certainly had selfish reasons for wanting to do this, but she also honestly wanted to give Beyonce the pleasure she clearly craved. No one should have to go that long without sex and if her career choices were going to prevent her from going after guys, Jewel wanted Beyonce to see that there were other options out there. Jewel licked, kissed and rubbed all over Beyonce's beautiful chocolate mounds. She wanted to show her everything a woman could to do her.

Beyonce continued to moan as Jewel pressed her lips and tongue all over her breasts. It was such a rush to have the feel of Jewel's saliva on her tits. It made her feel all kinds of naughty and good. Beyonce's libido had been waiting a year for this and she wasn't going to censor herself or any of her impulses. She wanted to do some exploring of Jewel of her own.

"Let me see you," Beyonce requested in between moans. "Take off your bra Jewel. Let me see your titties too. Don't make me be the only naked girl here."

Jewel had no intention of depriving Beyonce of her body so she immediately pulled away and reached around back to undo her pale blue bra. Beyonce's eyes lit up with excitement when she saw she was going to get herself some girl flesh too to play with. Beyonce helpfully finished pulling her tank top off, leaving herself completely topless. She did it quickly, so she wouldn't miss Jewel's grand unveiling. Beyonce had just finished pulling the top over her head and brushing her hair out of her eyes as Jewel opened the clasp to her bra and pulled it off her.

"You like?" Jewel asked as she tossed her bra to the floor and began caressing her own large tits. She hefted them up to her mouth so she could lick her nipples with her own tongue. That trick never failed to get guys and girls excited and it was having the same effect on Beyonce.

"Mmmm yessss I like," Beyonce grinned. A woman's body had never really turned her on before, but now she was seeing girls in an entirely new light. "I want to see more! Get your panties off too!"

"Oooh you're getting greedy," Jewel teased. "Don't forget who's the one with all the experience here. You're just going to have to wait, Ms. Beyonce. But don't worry, you'll see my pussy soon enough. Right now though, it's your turn and I'm dying to see what's under those shorts."

If Jewel insisted on getting her naked first, Beyonce certainly wasn't going to fight her on it. Instead she helped her new lover out by stretching out on the couch, leaning her back against the armrest and placing her long, dancer legs right on Jewel's lap.

"Mmmm thank you," Jewel said, gratefully accepting the gift of Beyonce's legs. She traveled up her right leg with her lips, kissing her way toward her shorts. Those shorts didn't cover much of Beyonce's body and that left Jewel with a lot of leg to cover. She journeyed her way up Beyonce, kissing her everywhere as she traveled. Jewel left wet kiss marks all the way up Beyonce's legs as she slid up along side her on the spacious couch. Jewel considered moving this to the bed, but they were already so comfortable here, why change a good thing?

"Now this is what I want," Jewel grinned when she reached Beyonce's micro jean shorts. They came down just to the end of her butt cheeks and seemed to be designed to produce instant creaming of the pants. They were certainly working on Jewel and it was almost a shame when she had to take them off. Jewel quickly got over it though. As good as Beyonce looked in her shorts, Jewel knew she would look much, much better without them.

"Strip me Jewel," Beyonce moaned from flat on her back. "Make me naked so you can fuck me! I need this Jewel! Strip me and fuck me you hot little lezzie! Show me all the nasty things you can do to a girl!"

Jewel heeded those cries and was more than happy to comply with them. Undoing the button of Beyonce's shorts was easy, but pulling them down her toned, sexy body, was seconds of pure torture. The shorts hugged tightly to each and every one of Beyonce's amazing curves and Jewel had to pull forcefully down on them to get them off. But the effort was worth it. All Beyonce wore underneath was a red, lace thong that clung to the lips of her pussy. The panties assumed the shape of her mound and Jewel happily inhaled the scent of Beyonce's arousal.

"Now let's see how wet I got you," Jewel declared. She didn't bother with pulling the red lace off Beyonce. Instead she just jerked it to the side, exposing Beyonce's needy pussy. "Mmmm you are nice and wet for me Beyonce. I'll bet you're going to taste so good against my tongue!"

The idea of another woman's tongue against her pussy might have grossed Beyonce out an hour ago, but right now all she wanted was Jewel to lick her pussy and make her cream. It was as if the very idea of her continued survival now depended on having this orgasm. She needed it. She needed Jewel and Beyonce cried out in ecstasy when the blonde began tracing up and down her slit with her thumb.

"Mmmmm baby your pussy is so hot and tight," Jewel squealed. "I'm going to have to open you up a little. Do you want that Beyonce? Do you want me to loosen your tight little pussy?"

"Gawwwwwd yessss..." Beyonce growled in desire. "Loosen up that tight pussy of mine! Get nasty with me Jewel! I need to be fucked! You know how bad I fucking need it! Ughhhhhh can't wait much longer! Give me what I need Jewel!"

Jewel kept Beyonce's panties pushed off to the side with one hand and continued to use the other to play with her pussy. She was getting wetter by the second and there was no hint of any of the earlier reluctance the singer had displayed. Jewel began rubbing Beyonce's cunt with her thumb and two of her fingers, making her lurch and jump on the couch. Beyonce's pussy was beautiful as it began to open up for her, layers of pink beyond her dark flesh. Beyonce had shaved her bush down to a small, thin landing strip of fur and her juices were starting to soak her fingers. Jewel knew it was time for her to finally feel a woman's tongue.

When Jewel pulled her fingers away, at first Beyonce didn't know why. But then she peered down to see Jewel positioning her face between her legs and she had to close her eyes to let the pleasure course through her. She was so turned on by this that the mere anticipation of feeling Jewel's tongue on her pussy almost made her come. She could feel Jewel's hot breath getting closer and Beyonce automatically spread her legs on the couch, exposing herself in every way to her lover.

Because they were sharing the couch, Jewel had to position herself oddly. She perched herself on the armrest and leaned down like a vulture to get at Beyonce's pussy. Jewel didn't mind the positioning though. As long as she was close to Beyonce's wetness, she was happy. She continued to hold Beyonce's panties to the side and this gave Jewel all the access she needed.

"OHHHH SHIT!!!" Beyonce gasped loudly when Jewel's tongue first dipped into her pussy. She'd gotten head before, but feeling Jewel's tongue inside was like nothing she had ever experienced before. The first contact to her cunt nearly sent Beyonce sprawling onto floor along with their discarded clothes, but she managed to grip the sides of the couch and hold on.

Beyonce hadn't been kidding about the year of inactivity. She was so tight that if she had said she was a virgin, then Jewel would have probably believed her. Now that Jewel had this pussy before her all nice and wet she wanted to give it a serious workout. It was crying out to be loosened up a little and Jewel was going to give Beyonce's pussy all it could take.

Jewel started out just with her tongue. She licked Beyonce's slit and lapped up the juices that were starting to seep from her pussy lips. Beyonce's flavor was rich and addicting and Jewel got even more of it when she pushed inside her again. The pink walls clung against Jewel's tongue, but it didn't stop her from starting a steady lapping motion that elicited a healthy drink of girl juice for her to enjoy.

"Ughhhhh yeahhhh fuck me Jewel!" Beyonce cried, wicked words pouring from her overheated libido and out her mouth. "Get that tongue in me! Mmmm feels nice and tight in there, doesn't it! No one's been in there for so fucking long and now I'm all wet for your nasty little tongue! Don't hold back Jewel! You promised! Fuck me hard!"

Jewel hadn't forgotten her promise. She was happy to fuck Beyonce any way she could get her, but it was always better when you didn't have to hold back. Being gentle was fun, but being hotter and nastier was such a slutty rush to her body. Jewel took her free hand and slowly pressed one finger into Beyonce's pussy and then another, she then used her fingers to spread the lips of her pussy open and began licking harder.

This brought about a series of gasps and jagged cries from Beyonce as well as an increase in the flow of honey onto Jewel's fingers and tongue. Jewel rubbed Beyonce with her fingers, not too hard, but firmly enough that she could begin to stretch open her tight walls.

"Ohhhhh yeahhhhh I like...I fucking like!" Beyonce groaned. "Fuck me! Get those fingers in me while you lick up that pussy! Get nasty with me Jewel! Show me how much you love that hot black pussy of mine!"

You want nasty? I'll show you nasty, Jewel grinned to herself as she pulled her face up and spit right into Beyonce's pussy. The singer groaned when she first felt the contact of Jewel's saliva right on her tender folds. Jewel did it again, spitting right into Beyonce's spread pussy and then pulling her fingers out and following it up with a smack against her girl flesh.

"OWWWWWW!!!" Beyonce cried, but it wasn't from pain. "YEAHHHHH!!! DO IT AGAIN!!! SMACK THAT CUNT!!! SPANK MY PUSSY WHILE YOU SPIT IN IT YOU NASTY LITTLE BITCH!!! THAT'S WHAT I FUCKING WANT!!!"

Beyonce didn't know if she was shocking Jewel by acting like this and she didn't care. She had been waiting a year for this. Every perverted fantasy that had entered her mind during that time was running wild in her head. She could be made love to later. After a layoff like she'd had, Beyonce wanted to be fucked. Fortunately it seemed that Jewel was more than ready to match her naughty desires with ones of her own.

"You're the nasty bitch Beyonce!" Jewel wickedly shot back. "Telling me to spank your pussy! Begging me to fuck you! I thought you were a good girl but you're just another little slut who needs to get fucked! You need to be taken like the hot little whore you are! Just like that slut Christina Aguilera! I'll have to give her your number so she can push that pierced little cunt of hers in your face and make you lick her like a slut!"

Was Jewel confessing to have fucked Christina Aguilera? Beyonce had seen clips of her press conference from that afternoon and had liked her new look. If Jewel was playing straight with her then Beyonce was calling her up in a second to see if she really was as hot as nasty as she acted.

"Ooooh you like that don't you," Jewel grinned as Beyonce writhed on the couch. "Mmmm I think you're even a bigger whore than she is. She never begged me to smack her pussy like you're doing. I see you acting like you're daddy's good little girl Beyonce but now I know what you really are...a hot little bitch who needs to have her tight pussy fucked like a slut!"

"YEAHHHHH THAT'S WHAT I FUCKING AMMMMM!!!" Beyonce howled, the words pouring straight from her unchecked libido. "FUCK ME LIKE A SLUT JEWEL!!! SLAP THAT PUSSY GOOD!!! MAKE ME ALL TENDER AND WET FOR YOU TO STICK YOR TONGUE BACK IN!!! FUCK ME GOOD JEWEL SO I CAN RUB MY TIGHT BLACK PUSSY ALL OVER YOUR PRETTY WHITE FACE!!!"

"Let's get these out of the way," Jewel said, finally disposing of Beyonce's panties by ripping them in half from the stitches. She pushed the shards of lace away and spanked Beyonce's pussy furiously. She gave her five good hard slaps and Beyonce loved every one of them. She sweated, grunted and writhed on the couch, soaking Jewel's hand in the process. A deep need had been tapped into in Beyonce and she wasn't going to even try to bottle it up until she came.

After having gotten Beyonce's pussy tender from her slaps, Jewel took mercy on her and pushed her face back against her slit. Her tongue stuck straight out and began licking Beyonce's juicy pussy up. Beyonce rose up her ass from the couch to fuck Jewel's face and the Alaskan met those thrusts with hard tongue strokes. Her fingers and slaps had loosened Beyonce up a bit and Jewel now had more room to maneuver in her. She licked all around her pussy, loving the richness of her juices and getting her clit as swollen with desire as Beyonce had ever felt it before.

Jewel's tongue inside her pussy was the most intense sexual feeling she had ever experienced. Beyonce put it right up there with the rush of performing. Jewel knew just where to lick and just how to treat a needy pussy like hers. Beyonce actually found herself hoping her orgasm wouldn't come so fast. She wanted to keep this going as long as possible. It was too fucking good for her to want it to stop or even lessen just a bit.

"OHHHHH JEWELLLLL!!!" Beyonce screamed. "EAT MY PUSSY BABYYY!!! YEAHHHH OHHHHHH IT'S FUCKING GOOOOD!!! DON'T STOP BITCH!!! TONGUE FUCK MY TWAT WHILE I HUMP YOUR HOT LITTLE FACE!!!"

Hanging around rappers for so long had given Beyonce quite an interesting vocabulary. She had learned so many new terms to describe her womanhood and she was ready to use them all. Beyonce took pride in not coming off like a slang talking, cursing, no-nothing kid in her conversations, but here she was ready to make porn stars blush.

Jewel kept at Beyonce's pussy steadily. Her perching position meshed perfectly with Beyonce's humping motions and her tongue kept meeting Beyonce's cunt at just the right time. Jewel tongue fucked her friend and felt her juices sizzle on her lips and chin. Beyonce was hot and more than ready to come and Jewel began to concentrate more on her clit. She licked the pulsing bud and made sure Beyonce was writhing like a snake on the couch.

"OOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSS WHERE DID YOU LEARN TO EAT PUSSY THIS FUCKING GOOD?" Beyonce cried out. "MMMMMM SUCK THAT CLIT BITCH!!! GET ME OFF WITH THAT SLUTTY MOUTH OF YOURS!!! OHHH YOU'RE SO GOOD AT THIS YOU HOT BITCH THAT I'M GONNA LET YOU FUCK MY ASS NEXT!!! I NEED SOME LOVING BACK THERE TOO!!!"

At the sound of that, Jewel pulled up from Beyonce's pussy and grinned. Beyonce panted and shared a look of wild, almost bestial lust with Jewel. The dyed blonde hair on Beyonce's head clung against her forehead and was matted to her slutty face. She looked just as slutty as she was acting and she and Jewel shared a look that said everything. Jewel didn't say a word as she picked up Beyonce from off her back and repositioned herself on the couch. Beyonce didn't struggle at all. She helped set herself up just right so her curvy, drool inspiring ass was wiggling in the air, waiting for some attention.

Jewel was on that ass in a second. She palmed it, rubbing Beyonce's smooth black cheeks with force, leaving marks from her fingers. Jewel buried her mouth against those cheeks, kissing, licking and even biting a little of Beyonce's ass, to the singer's obvious delight.

"Mmmmmm yeahhhhhh play with that ass...you liked seeing me shake it on stage with you tonight, didn't you bitch?" Beyonce purred, her voice quieter, but no less intense. "Bet you wanted to fuck it right there and then, didn't you, you hot little dyke slut! Mmmm we would have given those fucking kids in the audience a real thrill...you fucking my hot black ass on stage...blowing their minds and making them all want a piece of me! Yeahhhhhh bite it baby! Bite those sexy cheeks! Watch them fucking jiggle for you!"

Despite the air conditioner being on high in the suite, both Jewel and Beyonce were sweating up a storm on the couch. Their exertions had their skin glowing with sex sweat and they hadn't even gotten to their orgasms yet. They were going to need to break for Gatorade before this was all done.

Jewel did love seeing Beyonce's ass cheeks jiggle for her. The best way she knew to get that visual was to do to her ass what she had just done to her pussy and Jewel gave a hard smack right to Beyonce's booty. She slapped one cheek and then went right for the next, spanking her ass like it was the thing she had been put on this Earth to do.

"OOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSS!!!" Beyonce screamed, kicking it up a notch again. "SPANK THAT ASS BITCH!!! SPANK IT GOOD YOU NASTY LEZZIE WHORE! SPANK MY HOT FUCKING ASS!!! MAKE THOSE CHEEKS OF MINE SHAKE!!!"

Hearing Beyonce scream out like that was like pouring fuel on the fire in Jewel's pussy. She took her free hand and slid it right under the waistband of her panties. Her movement pushed the sticky fabric of her panties away from her pussy and allowed her to start rubbing herself raw while she spanked Beyonce's ass. Bootylicious was truly the only word that could accurately describe what it was like to see Beyonce's beautiful, curvy butt wiggling in the air and shaking from her smacks. Jewel left handprints that quickly faded as she tenderized Beyonce's flesh. She could have been happy spanking Beyonce for the rest of the night, but there were other things she longed to do as she got her friend off.

Jewel stretched herself out a little bit so she was hovering right above Beyonce's puckered asshole. Her mouth watered over the succulent site before her and Jewel gave her some all natural lube. Jewel let a string of saliva drip down from her mouth and it was a direct hit with Beyonce's ass. Beyonce cooed as the cool spit hit her hot hole and when Jewel followed it up with another helping of saliva, the singer knew what she wanted.

"Give it to meeeeee!!!" Beyonce begged. "Tongue my ass Jewel! Make me come bitch! Get that tongue in my tight little asshole!! Mmmmm I haven't taken cock up there in too fucking long! I need your tongue baby! Lick that asshole and fucking make me come!"

That was just what Jewel did. She pushed her tongue right into Beyonce's asshole, rimming her and making her lurch forward on the couch. Beyonce was on her hands and knees on the couch, her tits bouncing back and forth as she shook from the intense pleasure she was feeling. Beyonce had always loved it up her ass and Jewel's horny tongue was giving her the type of pleasure she had assumed could only come from a hard cock.

While Jewel licked and tongue fucked Beyonce's quivering asshole, Jewel was doing a pretty good job on herself with her free hand buried in her panties, stretching them out as she finger fucked herself. Jewel had three fingers sliding in and out of her cunt while she gave it to Beyonce's ass and she was getting herself close to orgasm. She wasn't feeling lonely any more and she loved it. This was just as nasty as she loved to get at the mansion with Rose and Sarah...two girls who never shied away from giving it to her hard and slutty. She hoped soon to introduce Beyonce to them. She knew their tongues would highly approve of her choice of a partner for a pussy duet.

As close as Jewel was getting on herself, Beyonce was way closer. Jewel could hear her needy cries and see her whole body shake in anticipation of what was brewing inside her. Jewel just wanted to give it all to her at once. Part of her was afraid that Beyonce would regret what she'd done and there never would be another chance. She wanted to make sure she did everything she wanted to Beyonce's body while she had the perfect opportunity.

Seeing Beyonce's pussy all dripping and spread for her as she took her ass from behind gave Jewel the perfect idea. She reluctantly pulled her hand from inside her panties and used it to guide her swaying tits to Beyonce's cunt. Jewel held Beyonce down with one hand and used the other to rub her tits against Beyonce's pussy, scraping her exposed, swollen cit with her hard nipples.

'OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH YEAHHHHHHHH JEWELLLLLL!!!" Beyonce instantly screamed in ecstasy. "TITTY FUCK MY CUNT WHILE YOU TONGUE MY ASS!!! MMMMMM JUST WHAT I FUCKING WANTED YOU TO DOOOOOO!!! OOOOOOOH YEAHHHHHH GONNA MAKE ME COME JEWEL!!! DON'T STOP!!! GIVE IT TO ME HARD AND MAKE ME COMMMMME!!!"

Jewel summoned up every drop of energy she had to work Beyonce's beautiful bare body over. She tongued her ass like she was licking ice cream and rubbed her tits against Beyonce's clit until her heavy mounds were slick and coated with girl juice. This double stimulation was just what Beyonce needed and Jewel was quickly greeted with a year's worth of pent up sexual frustration.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Beyonce screamed until her voice grew hoarse. "OOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSSS OHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKK!!! MMMMMMMM!!!"

Her cries went on and on as she coated Jewel's huge tits with girl cum. It dripped down over her nipples and into her cleavage. The stream of honey spread down Jewel's flesh and onto her tummy, tickling her belly button even. Beyonce's essence coated Jewel's entire chest, soaking every inch of her breasts as the sexy blonde rubbed them back and forth against Beyonce's creaming snatch, pushing one tit inside her and then using the other in just the same way. While she tit fucked Beyonce, she didn't let up with her tongue. She licked away at her asshole and prolonged the pleasure.

Tears of rapture ran down Beyonce's face as she came. A year of unwanted chastity ended with the greatest orgasm of her young life. Beyonce just gave in to the bliss. She hadn't expected this but it was exactly what she needed. Her whole body felt more alive than it had ever been. Every cell swam in ecstasy and her brain buzzed uncontrollably with endorphins. It was more pleasure than she ever had imagined she could get from sex.

When the last cry of rapture passed her lips, Beyonce slumped onto the couch, her ass still sticking in the air as she rested her head against the couch's soft armrest. She smiled dreamily and wondered what she had just done. She had never done anything that wild before, but the need in her had been so strong. Beyonce closed her eyes to appreciate and savor the final tremors passing through her body and when she slowly opened them she looked up to see Jewel sitting down next to her on the couch licking her own tits clean of the girl cum that now completely coated them.

Beyonce stared right at her new lover. She just couldn't believe she had done what she had done and said the things she had said. She had never been that wicked before. But there was just something about being with Jewel that brought out her nasty side. All that frustration had finally boiled over and Jewel had been the lucky recipient. But now Beyonce didn't know what to do. Should she pretend this never happened or take it a little further? Looking at Jewel licking her own tits free of girl cum made the answer obvious to Beyonce.

"Mmmm you gotta share," Beyonce grinned as she pulled herself up into a sitting position and buried her face in Jewel's impressive cleavage. She question her new sexuality later. Right now she was still too turned on to have serious second thoughts about this.

"Ooooh be my guest, after all it's your sweet pussy cream that got my titties so nice and sticky," Jewel moaned as Beyonce took her first lick of another woman's breasts. The fact that the breasts were coated in her own cum made it even hotter for her. Beyonce didn't hesitate to start exploring the topless body before her. She rubbed Jewel's slick tits with her hands while she licked her nipples and tongued away the cream that covered her flesh. Beyonce was tentative at first, but she tried to duplicate what Jewel had done to her and the moans coming from the blonde proved she was getting the job done.

Beyonce lapped away at Jewel's soft, sexy breasts, fondling the large mounds and tonguing them with a growing eagerness. The more Jewel moaned, the more Beyonce licked and caressed. Now it was her turn to set the pace and she wanted Jewel to feel good. Beyonce could have easily been selfish and curled up into a naked little ball and slept. But that wasn't who she was. She wanted to get Jewel off too.

"Oh Jewel...that was just amazing," Beyonce moaned when she pulled away from her lover's tits. She rested her head against Jewel's flesh pillows and smiled, looking up at the blonde. "I can't believe we did that. I've never done anything like that before."

"There's nothing like your first time," Jewel replied, very happy she had given Beyonce something to remember forever. "I just wanted to give you what you needed."

"Mmmm I can't thank you enough," Beyonce sighed, her long hair drooping over Jewel's bare and sticky flesh. "I did need that. I needed it soooooo bad. You were just incredible. Ummmm want to see if I can give it to you too?"

"You don't have to," Jewel said as she reached down to caress Beyonce's flushed face and play with her hair. "I mean I want you to but I don't want to force you. I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to do."

"I want this," Beyonce declared. "I want to make you feel good too. Ummm I just don't think I can be as hot as you were though! You were doing the advanced level on me girl."

"Don't worry, I'm already nice and close," Jewel said, sticking her hand inside her panties and pulling her fingers out a second later coated in girl cream. She held it out for Beyonce to see for herself and the rookie eagerly grabbed Jewel's hand for a taste. Her first taste of another woman's juices were was just as good as she had hoped. Jewel was sweet, but not too strong. She wanted more.

"Besides, Beyonce, just do to me what you like done to you and it'll be all peaches and girl cream," Jewel giggled. "It's simple and I'll help you out any way I can."

Beyonce loved the sound of that. She took a deep breath and prepared to literally take the plunge. She pushed herself off the couch and landed softly on the floor, the soft hotel carpeting massaging her tender, spanked ass. She crawled over to Jewel and stared right at her soaked crotch as the blonde spread her legs for her. Beyonce wondered if she could really do this, but quickly swallowed her doubts and summoned her sexual courage. Beyonce reached up for Jewel's panties and lowered them down her legs, peeling them away from her pussy and exposing her sodden lips and matted dirty blonde bush. Beyonce couldn't believe how wet Jewel was. She was practically glowing with arousal. She had liked her taste from Jewel's fingers and now that she was face to face with Jewel's pussy, Beyonce couldn't wait any longer for her first real taste.

"Ooooooh Beyonce that's it..." Jewel moaned when Beyonce started her first licks. "Mmmmm lick it just like that baby...taste how wet my pussy is and lick it nice and steady."

Jewel's instructions were much appreciated and Beyonce made sure she followed them to the letter. The taste of Jewel's pussy juices on her tongue only made her want more. Jewel's cunt was soaked for her and Beyonce instinctively knew she was close to coming. She wanted to taste her friend's orgasm. She wanted Jewel to soak her skin the way she'd soaked her tits. Beyonce's nasty side wasn't gone yet, in fact it was reemerging.

Beyonce reached up to stroke Jewel's thighs with her hands, pinching and caressing her skin as she licked. She combined the instructions and praise Jewel moaned to her with her instincts and it was having the desired effect on her lover. Beyonce peered up from Jewel's pussy and smiled when she saw Jewel moaning and groping her own tits, playing with her soaked jugs and pushing them up for her tongue to lick. Seeing Jewel fondle herself was a huge turn on for Beyonce and she rewarded Jewel with a quick flurry of hard licks against her pussy.

"Mmmmmm yessssss more..." Jewel groaned. "You're learning fast Beyonce! You are a nasty girl! Mmmm I wish you could see how hot you are on your knees eating my pussy...that beautiful bare body on display...your hot ass sticking out and begging to be fucked again!"

Beyonce felt a rush of tremors though her body again at that thought. She wished Jewel's friend Christina was there. She'd want her to walk up behind her with a dildo or a strap on or something and fuck her ass while she ate Jewel out. Beyonce knew that would be the ultimate. Summoning that image fueled Beyonce on even more and she started licking Jewel even harder. Jewel jumped on the bed when Beyonce's tongue made contact with her clit, so she did it again, licking it and teasing it as Jewel moaned for more and ground her bare ass into the couch cushion.

Though her tonguing was ragged and uneven, Jewel saw a lot of raw potential in Beyonce that she hoped she'd have a chance to help develop. After how hot she'd gotten from her own fingers, Beyonce's tongue was more than enough to get Jewel cruising toward her orgasm. Plus the pleasure of being able to look down and see Beyonce's beautiful black face buried between her legs and feasting on her pussy was an intense turn on for Jewel.

"Mmmmm Beyonce...that's it!!! Yesssss you little slut...mmmm keep licking my clit!" Jewel groaned. "You'll make me come in no time! Mmmm you think I'm a hot little lezzie? Mmmm you're just as hot baby. I'll share you with all my friends and we'll show you a real good time!"

Beyonce didn't know who Jewel's friends were, but that sure sounded good to her. Jewel's clit was pressed right to her lips and Beyonce sucked on it hard, just like she loved. She rubbed Jewel's clit with her lips, pressing down on it and licking it with her tongue at every opportunity she had. While she did this, Beyonce's hands moved off of Jewel's thighs to grab at her ass. She was easily able to grip Jewel's sexy cheeks and she dug her nails in, giving Jewel a little spice to go with the sugar.

"Ohhhhhhhh nasty girl..." Jewel laughed. "Mmmm grip that ass baby! Squeeze it good while you lick my cunt like the pussy loving slut you are! Ohhhhhh you don't need to worry about your boyfriend's limp cock anymore...mmm you've got my wet fucking pussy anytime you're fucking horny and hungry for a snack!"

Right now Beyonce would have happily accepted that invitation and any other ones Jewel might have offered her. She kept sucking on Jewel's clit and rubbing her face against her wetness. When she paused for breath, Beyonce took a second to press her lips to Jewel's pussy, kissing her labia and getting an even better taste of her. Beyonce didn't know what tomorrow would hold, but she wasn't planning on leaving here tonight until she had taken the time for a full exploration of the pinkest of Jewel's parts.

Jewel didn't know what was getting her hotter, the reality of Beyonce's tongue in her pussy or the mere thought that knowing Beyonce Knowles was between her legs eating her out. How many people had seen Beyonce's videos and dreamed about fucking her? Now Jewel was doing what even her supposed boyfriend couldn't do, fuck Beyonce's face and get her beautiful skin wet with cum.

Whatever the true reason was, Jewel could feel herself getting closer and closer. Beyonce knew how to suck on a clitoris and she was giving Jewel plenty of pleasure to course through her naked body. A rush of rapture shot up Jewel's spine and she called out to her lover.

"Oooooooooh sooooooo close Beyonce!" Jewel shouted. "Keep sucking my clit! Keep your mouth right on my pussy and make me come! Mmmmmm it's so fucking close baby! Make me come like I made you come! Fuck me Beyonce!"

As her own pussy began getting wet for more, Beyonce worked hard to give Jewel what she needed. She licked and sucked every inch of Jewel's clit. There wasn't a part of her pleasure center that wasn't bathed with affection. All of the attention Beyonce was giving Jewel just kept building and building, until it finally peaked after a hard suck from Beyonce's eager lips.

"YESSSSSSSS!!!" Jewel screamed as her body tensed up and exploded in creamy spasms against Beyonce's face. She bucked into Beyonce's young face over and over again, her cum dribbling down the rookie's sexy chin while her bush pressed into the top of her nose and forehead, ticking and scratching her skin at the same time.

"AHHHHHH OOOOOOOH!!!" Jewel exclaimed, her voice seemingly on the verge of yodeling several times. Beyonce didn't move an inch as her tongue and face were coated with a wave of hot girl cream. She welcomed the blast of pleasure against her face and licked up as much as she could. When she sensed Jewel was nearing the end of her orgasm, Beyonce let her cream fill her mouth and then stood up to kiss Jewel as she released her final moans.

As she kissed Jewel, Beyonce dribbled all the saved up girl cum right back into Jewel's mouth. Jewel happily accepted the return of her juices and she and Beyonce traded tongue sucks back and forth as they deepened their cummy kiss and shared Alaskan essence back and forth.

When she kiss broke off, Beyonce dropped back down to the couch and snuggled up to Jewel, kissing her lips and rubbing their bare breasts together. She knew her life had changed because of this. She didn't know how dramatic a change it would be, but Beyonce knew things were going to be different from here on out.

"Wow! I think that was actually worth waiting a year for!" Beyonce laughed. Jewel quickly joined her and the two singers laughed and tickled each other back and forth affectionately.

"I meant what I said Beyonce," Jewel said. "Anytime you need me to help you have some fun...all you've got to do is wiggle your finger and I'm there."

"Mmmm thanks," Beyonce sighed happily, rubbing her bare body against Jewel's. "But we'll think about the future later. Right now I just want to think about tonight. Cause I don't know about you, but I sure could use a bath."

"Any chance you're going to need help scrubbing your back?" Jewel asked.

"Only if I get to scrub yours right back...and any other areas that need attention," Beyonce giggled. She felt very bold and sexy at that moment and Beyonce was really starting to think that not only should this be more than a one time thing, but that maybe it was time for her to summon up her courage and see if a certain member of Shawn's posse was interested in spending some time alone with her.

Britney moaned as she stirred from her sleep. After the press conference, Christina had been totally stressed out and Britney had wanted to calm her down the best way she knew how. Going to Christina's old house was quicker than making the drive back to Malibu, so that was where they had crashed.

After their fun, Britney had drifted off for a short nap and when she awoke she saw that Christina was just as animated as ever. Christina was sitting in a chair in her bedroom totally naked and listening to a tape through her headphones. She obviously didn't like what she heard because she kept cursing.

"Goddamn fucking little bitch," Christina muttered while listening to the tape. "Stuck up cunt. Who the fuck does she think she is?"

"What's wrong Chrissy?" Britney asked as she rose up from between the sheets and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. "What'cha got there?"

"Listen to this Britney," Christina said. She jumped up from the chair and handed the headphones to her similarly naked lover. "It's that little bitch Mandy Moore's new song. It's the first song she's going to release after she stole our idea."

Britney took a listen to it and she immediately saw what made Christina so upset. The song was great. It was catchy and easy to dance to. It was totally gonna be a big summer hit. Britney could practically hear it being played all season long as people enjoyed the hot weather. It was a perfect pop song and Britney knew after one listen that it was going to be huge.

"Uh oh," Britney said after the song ended.

"Can you believe that fucking cunt?" Christina snapped. "First she steals our idea and then she has a single all ready to go. I'm going to totally kill her!"

"What's she calling it?" Britney asked.

"It's called `Don't You Want To Be My Baby'," Christina answered. "I had a friend whose got a copy to send it to me. She's going to release it in three weeks."

"Ooooh good title," Britney said, already picturing what would surely be a number one video on TRL.

"THIS SUCKS!!!" Christina screamed in frustration. "If she gets this single out before we can get something out and if it's a hit then everyone's going to say we copied her when she's the one who stole our idea. We're going to have to get a single out before she does."

"How are we going to do that?" Britney asked. "Three weeks is like no time at all. We can't do something that quick."

"I'll think of something Britney," Christina promised. "I can't believe it. She's totally going to ruin everything for us. Everyone thinks Mandy's such a little goody two shoes and all that shit. She's really a fucking cold, heartless bitch!"

"Too bad there's not like some big scandal or something with her," Britney said. "I mean everyone really thinks she's totally nice and everything."

"Britney! That's it!" Christina happily exclaimed. "You're a genius! We'll make a scandal for her! Then everyone will see that Mandy's not so fucking pure!"

"Ummm how are we going to do that?" Britney asked. She hadn't intended to suggest that at all. She didn't hate Mandy. Britney had always thought she was as nice and sweet as she seemed. Mandy was like the queen of the good girls.

"I know just the way," Christina grinned evilly as she threw her clothes back on. "Get dressed Britney. There's someone we need to see."

"Who?" Britney asked while she quickly got dressed. "Where are we going?"

"You'll see," Christina said mysteriously before she opened the bedroom door and screamed for her loyal bodyguard.

"FLUFFYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!" Christina screamed and a second later Fluffy entered the bedroom, ducking down to avoid hitting his head in the doorway.

"We're going out," Christina informed Fluffy before leaping into his bear like arms. "Carry me!"

Fluffy did just that, silently carrying Christina out of her room and down the stars. Britney followed right behind them, wondering if she should call the mansion or something first to check on Jamie Lynn. They'd been gone way longer than she'd said they were going to be. She hoped her bratty little sister wasn't giving the boys any problems. Finally Britney decided not to call. She was sure they could handle her with no problems.

"This is freaking awesome!" Jamie Lynn cried out as the jeep sped through the uneven Cuban terrain. They were quickly approaching the rendezvous point, but they still had their tails on them. "Go faster Waldo!"

"Will you get down!" Franklin shouted as he tugged down on Jaime Lynn's shoulders as a flurry of machine gun bullets ripped over their heads. As soon as the second car, with the buyers, had gotten close enough they had started firing at the car and shouting, in perfect English, for them to stop and give them back the device.

"Why aren't they shooting at the tires?" Delbert asked. "They can make us stop like that!"

"I think they'd rather kill us then risk us crashing and breaking the device," Waldo speculated.

"It doesn't make any sense!" Franklin declared. "That's Army for sure. Why are they trying to kill us?"

"I don't know but I'm not going to stop and ask!" Waldo shouted as he zoomed forward.

"They're catching up! Go faster!" Jamie Lynn insisted. "Put the pedal to the metal grandma!"

"The petal is already on the metal," Waldo insisted. "Look we're almost there. We just have to cross past through the two hills and go past the farmhouse and we're there!"

But just before the boys entered under the passageway in between the two hills an explosion ripped open the ground right in front of them. Dirt and flame flew everywhere and Waldo slammed on the jeep's brakes.

"What the hell?" Waldo demanded, temporarily blinded. Before he knew what happened a hand reached in and punched him in the face.

"GIVE ME BACK THE DEVICE!" Marcus shouted. "GIVE IT TO ME NOW!!!"

"NEVER!! IT'S GOING BACK TO THE U.S.!!!" Delbert shouted back as he hugged the bag.

"I'M WORKING FOR THE U.S.!!!" Marcus insisted. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL YOU'RE DOING!!! WHO HIRED YOU TO STEAL THE DEVICE? I'M WORKING THE C.I.A. ON THIS!!!"

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" Waldo shouted over the roar of the fire in front of them. "WE'RE WORKING FOR THE C.I.A.!!!"

"NO! NO YOU'RE NOT!!!" Marcus declared, but before he could say anything more a hail of machine gun bullets from the hill above him hit him right in the chest. The scientist lurched backwards before collapsing on the ground in a lifeless heap.

"Is he dead?" Jamie Lynn gasped.

"Yes and we will be too if we don't get the hell out of here!" Franklin said as Waldo began backing the jeep up. They didn't get too far before a second explosion ripped through the ground in back of them. Dirt and rocks flew everywhere and the Army guys hopped out of their jeep and began firing at the assassins in the hills. Whoever was stationed up there had the superior numbers and firepower and the four Army guys were soon cut down where they stood.

"Waldo! We've gotta get out of here!" Franklin shouted and the four of them quickly exited the jeep and tried to make a run for it. But before they did, they quickly found themselves surrounded. Men in full body armor with machine guns formed a circle around Waldo, Franklin, Delbert and Jamie Lynn. The circle opened in the front and the one man not masked and in uniform entered with a smirk.

"You!" Waldo shouted in an accusing tone. "I should have known."

"Hello boys," Brandon smirked. "Oh and hello girl too. Awfully young to be your girlfriend, isn't she boys? But when I suppose you're living next to a house like you do, you take girls when you can get them."

"What the hell are you doing here Brandon?" Waldo demanded.

"Give me the MAW device Waldo," Brandon ordered. "Don't pretend you don't have it because I saw you take it. The quicker we get this done, the quicker this will all be over. So just give it to me."

"We don't have it," Delbert insisted, hugging the bag in his arms.

"Fine, if that's the way you want to play it, that's the way we'll play it," Brandon said as he calmly reached over and grabbed Jamie Lynn. A knife shot out of his sleeve as if on a spring and it was quickly against the young girl's throat.

"Give the MAW device to me now or else your pretty little girlfriend isn't going to have a head in a few seconds," Brandon stated as he held the screaming Jamie Lynn tightly.

"LET ME GO YOU ASSHOLE!!!" Jamie Lynn screamed. "DON'T YOU KNOW WHO MY SISTER IS? LET ME GO RIGHT NOW YOU PSYCHO!!!"

"She's spirited," Brandon smirked again. "I wonder how much a spirited girl like this will bleed. I wonder if she'll bleed as much as your little friend Dexter. He went out like a bitch, by the way, bawling and begging for his life. I hope when you three die you'll at least do it with a little dignity."

"You son of a bitch," Franklin spat out. "You're not going to get away with this. We're going to get you for what you did to Dexter. I knew it was you! I knew it!"

"Franklin, I have already gotten away with it," Brandon laughed. "Now give me that bag or else the girl dies slowly and painfully. You can't win. Just give it to me. And lets not see any displays of that famous temper of yours Delbert. Not even you can take out six armed guards without one or two of your friends getting wasted first. Do you really want to be responsible for them dying?"

The boys knew that Brandon had them. If they were going to have any hope of escaping this, they were going to have to do it with all of their heads attached to their bodies. Delbert reluctantly handed Brandon the bag and he let Jaime Lynn go. She quickly ran back toward the boys and as far from Brandon and his knife as she could. Brandon looked through the bag and smiled when he saw that everything he needed was inside.

"Well at least you boys get to die quickly and relatively painlessly," Brandon said as he backed away and his men aimed their guns. "You boys did a great job getting all of this for me. And thanks for helping me take care of Marcus too. That do gooder was always such a pain in the ass. You boys were always good at this, but you're in the no win situation. No one beats the no win situation."

"Unless its the Kobayashi Maru test," Waldo said, immediately seizing on an idea. "You following me Frank?"

"Absolutely," Franklin replied. He had always believed that life's most important lessons were taught by "Star Trek." Now was a chance to prove it. "In the no win scenario, you just change the rules."

Franklin then grabbed Jaime Lynn and Delbert and ran for the jeep. Waldo picked up one of the large rocks that the explosion had jarred loose and hurled it at Brandon. The rock hit it's mark and Brandon went sprawling onto the ground. In the confusion that followed, Brandon's men allowed Waldo a second to run for the jeep too and he took off at top speed. They were cut off in both directions so they improvised, driving off to the side and toward the farmhouse.

"KILL THEM!!!" Brandon screamed as he picked himself up, the side of his head bleeding. "KILL THEM NOW!!!"

The men opened fire on the speeding jeep, but it had gotten just enough of a head start to be out of range for total accuracy. The bullets whizzed by their heads and everyone ducked down. Several struck the car, but none hit the fuel tank or any of the passengers.

"JUST A LITTLE CLOSER!!!" Waldo said as he drove toward the open barn doors. Jamie Lynn kept screaming from the backseat, all tucked down with her head between her legs and the boys weren't far from joining her in adding their own screams. They zipped at top speed, hurtling as fast as the old jeep could take them. Just as the bullets continued to come too close for comfort, the jeep drove through the open door.

"Sir, we've lost them," one of the men reported.

"Well go find them! FIND THEM NOW!!!" Brandon roared, staggering from the blow to the head.

"There they are!" another of Brandon's men reported as the jeep crashed through the back wall of the barn and began driving away. "I've got them in my sight!"

"TAKE THEM OUT!!!" Brandon commanded and the mercenary picked up a shoulder rocket launcher and fired it at the jeep. It hit its target dead on and the jeep exploded into a ball of flame lighting up the Cuban horizon.

"All right, I want a full search of the area," Brandon ordered as he picked up the bag containing the MAW device and the data and began walking up the hill. "You find me bodies. You find me ashes. You just find me something that shows me they're dead. I've got a helicopter ride to catch now. Now go make sure they're dead!"

As the jeep burned into nothingness outside the back of the barn, Jamie Lynn stood inside, brushing her clothes off as the boys picked themselves up from where they'd jumped out of the jeep.

"Ewwwwwww everything's so dirty in here," Jamie Lynn complained. "It's so yucky here! I wanna go home now!"

"So do we," Waldo sighed. "Ok now, they think we're dead, but that won't fool them for long. Let's get out of here. We make our way to the rendezvous point on foot. We've still got half an hour. They'd just better have some kind of explanation for what the hell just happened here."

Back at a more peaceful farm, Bobbie Jo stopped the tractor with her two passengers still safely on board.

"So is your dad around? Maybe he could help us with the car," Love suggested as she and Rose hopped off the tractor and began walking toward the house with Bobbie Jo.

"He might help ya, but you'd have to go and find him first," Bobbie Jo said with an obvious bitterness. "My daddy ran off when I was eight. Left me and momma for some slut who used to answer the phones down at the hardware store. Haven't heard from him since and I don't care if I ever do."

"So it's just you and your mom here?" Rose inquired. "No uncles or brothers or anything?"

"Why, you lookin for a date?" Bobbie Jo teased, making Rose chuckle. "Naw, it's just momma and me. Don't need anyone else."

"How do you two run this whole place by yourself?" Love marveled. Sometimes she was a spazz when it came to working universal remotes. She didn't even want to think what would happen if she was placed in a situation like this.

"It's not that hard," Bobbie Jo claimed. "I mean it's a lot of work and all that, but it's like any job. If you work hard at it and do it right then there's no problems. We hire field hands when it really gets really busy and I've got school and all that. But mostly it's just us doin it all."

The girls then reached the house and Bobbie Jo opened up a screen door. She gestured for Love and Rose to follow her, both eager to get a look at Bobbie Jo's mother. If she was anything like her daughter then this would officially become the best place in America to have a car accident.

"HEY MOMMA!!! WE GOT VISITORS!!!" Bobbie Jo yelled as she walked into the house.

"You don't need to shout like that Bobbie Jo...my ears are still working just fine," a woman's voice said from the other room.

"C'mon inside, I'll introduce you to my mom," Bobbie Jo said, leading Rose and Love into the kitchen. They quickly spied a woman chopping vegetables on the counter top in a light sundress and apron and a pair of sandals. She looked like she was in her late 30's or early 40's, but the specifics didn't matter to either girl because what did matter was that Bobbie Jo's mom was just as easy on the eyes as her daughter was. While Bobbie Jo had skin tanned from her work outside, her mom's flesh was much fairer. Her hair was black and straight down her back and the dress she wore couldn't cover what Rose and Love immediately detected to be an impressive chest.

"Hello there, my name is Faye...I'm guessing Bobbie Jo already went and introduced herself," the woman smiled in a friendly manner. "So what brings you down to see us today? I hope you're not selling anything. I make it clear with the signs I don't want any solicitors coming around here selling junk."

"Momma!" Bobbie Jo gasped, visibly embarrassed by her mother's manner. "Don't you recognize them? This is Jennifer Love Hewitt and Rose McGowan! They're both TV stars!"

"Actually I'm only doing films these days..." Love began, before Rose shot her a look and she immediately shut her mouth.

"Sorry I didn't recognize you," Faye replied. "I don't watch much TV these days. Bobbie Jo just tells me what's popular and what's not. I didn't mean to jump all over you there. It's just that you get all kinds of people these days and if you let one group in your house there's probably a half dozen more waiting outside. So what're you two doing here? You're a long way from Hollywood."

"We had a little car accident and we blew out one of our tires," Rose explained. "We just wanted to use your phone to call a garage or something."

"Earl should still be working, it's not that late," Faye said as she wiped her hands on her apron and walked toward a phone mounted on the wall. "I'll give him a call and see if he can come help you out."

"That would be great thanks," Love smiled. At least they had found a friendly family. This could have been a bad situation in a bunch of ways but it looked like they had really lucked out.

"Sorry about momma not recognizing you..." Bobbie Jo apologized, still embarrassed by her mother. "She thinks everyone's a salesman at first. I can't even bring friends home without her giving them the third degree."

"Nahhh it's no problem," Love assured Bobbie Jo. "I mean if you go out assuming everyone's going to recognize you, then you've got yourself a little bit of an out of control ego. I much prefer it to someone recognizing me and then telling me I suck."

"Gosh, who would ever say that to you Love?" Bobbie Jo asked. "I mean you're awesome. Both of you are."

"Ooooh you're so sweet," Love smiled.

"Mmmm and you don't know the half of it," Bobbie Jo said as she pulled off her sunglasses, revealing her lovely pair of baby blues and winked at Love. The tone of her remark did not escape Love or Rose and they shared a knowing look with each other. Bobbie Jo seemed a little star struck and both girls were beginning to wonder just how far she was willing to go to prove she was a fan.

"Sorry girls, Earl says he's closing up a little early today," Faye said after hanging up the phone. "He said he'd come by to tow your car back to the garage, but he won't have a chance to fix the tire until tomorrow morning."

"Is there a motel in town?" Rose asked. "We need a place to stay tonight."

"You can stay here!" Bobbie Jo excitedly offered. "Momma they can use the guest room!"

"Now Bobbie Jo, you shouldn't make offers like that," Faye chastised. "They might not want to sleep here with strangers. There's a motel in town. It's nothing too fancy or anything, but it's got four walls and a roof."

"Oh momma!" Bobbie Jo pouted, clearly not favoring any solution that took Rose and Love away from her.

"Don't be a pest Bobbie Jo," Faye said. "And what did I tell you about working out there dressed like that?"

"Oh c'mon momma...it was so hot today," Bobbie Jo defended herself. "Besides I kept my top on this time."

"Well I suppose that's doing better," Faye admitted before turning her attention toward Love and Rose. "I swear this girl would do her work out there stark naked if she could. I can't tell you how many times I caught her out there without her shirt on."

Both Rose and Love had a hot thought summoning a mental image of Bobbie Jo working under the sun topless...beads of sweat trickling down her cleavage...but they tried not to make it too obvious. They didn't know how Faye would react to them openly lusting after her daughter. Both girls stole a look at Bobbie Jo and saw that she didn't seem to mind her mother telling her new friends about her personal habits. In fact it looked like she enjoyed them knowing.

"It really doesn't matter where we stay," Rose said, not in much of a hurry to leave her quite yet either.

"Well we can discuss it after dinner," Faye declared. "I insist you at least stay for that."

"Yeah! You have to stay for dinner! Please!" Bobbie Jo enthusiastically added.

"We'd love to," Love accepted, feeling a little growl in her stomach. Some dinner would definitely hit the spot and any excuse for her and Rose to stay in Bobbie Jo's company was a good one. Love certainly wouldn't have minded staying here for the night, especially if Bobbie Jo came by to tuck her and Rose in.

"Well I'll just set out two extra places then," Faye smiled. "Bobbie Jo, did you put the tractor away?"

"I'll do it after dinner," Bobbie Jo said. "I wanna talk to Rose and Love for awhile."

"Do it now Bobbie Jo," Faye said firmly.

"Oh momma...c'mon!" Bobbie Jo whined. "It takes forever to wash it down."

"Bobbie Jo! Don't make me ask you again!" Faye shot back, ending the mother/daughter debate.

The teenage girl looked crestfallen at having to leave her famous friends so Love, seeing a good excuse to get alone with her, quickly offered up an idea.

"I can help you Bobbie Jo," Love suggested. "I mean it's the least I can do since you've been so nice to us. With the two of us it should take half the time."

"Well that's very generous of you Jennifer," Faye smiled.

"Call me Love," the actress smiled back as Rose shot her a look of jealousy for coming up with the idea first.

"C'mon Love...let's go," Bobbie Jo said excitedly, grabbing Love by the hand and pulling her toward the door. Love let the teenager guide the way hoping that this little trip outside could lead to some fun. She didn't want to assume anything, but Love was confident she was getting signals from the eager young girl.

Jaime smiled in satisfaction as she drove. Things had gone exactly as she had planned with Alyssa. The girl hadn't invited her to the mansion yet, but Jaime knew it would come soon. A few more fuck sessions like they had just had and soon Alyssa would be begging Jaime to come down to Malibu for a playdate.

As soon as she got that invitation, Jaime knew she'd be able to drop her little girl virgin act and give it hard to all of Rose's friends. Who knew what sluts Rose had stored away in that mansion and Jaime was looking forward to fucking them all. She'd give it to them until they screamed at her to stop and then she'd fuck them even harder until their spirits broke. Jaime could only imagine what the look on Rose's face would be like when she saw all her friends had become her simpering little slaves...just like she would soon be again.

The thought was so intense Jaime nearly brought herself to orgasm while driving. She was keeping one hand on the wheel and another between her legs. She had her jeans down past her knees and three fingers crammed up her cunt as she fucked herself while dreaming of destroying Rose once and for all. That fucking bitch thought she could escape her? Jaime would never let her go. Never. There wasn't anywhere she could go that she couldn't get her.

Jaime couldn't believe all those mindless little whores thought Rose was some tough, sexually uninhibited woman. She knew the truth. She knew what Rose had done and she knew her true nature. Holding that over Rose was the greatest power Jaime had ever had and there was no way she was letting Rose get away from her. Not as long as she was still breathing.

By the time she reached her destination, the smile on Jaime's face had only grown. Unfortunately she had to pull her pants up now, but she was confident she wasn't going to have to wear them for long. Those who knew Jaime in the most intimate of ways would never believe she could ever be into guys, but they did have their uses...especially when she could get something from them.

When she had dated Carson Daly last year, Jaime had gotten more press attention than she had for any of her movies or TV series. She still saw him now and then, just to keep him safely under her thumb. It was amazing what a guy would do for a girl who could suck cock and Jaime loved to suck cock. It was the ultimate rush to feel a man between her lips, placing his most valuable possession right near her teeth. Carson had no idea about her extracurricular activities and Jaime was going to keep it that way. She liked her little sex toy to be nice and clueless. It kept him from asking too many questions.

She had found it useful to keep Carson around because it never hurt to have a well known media guy willing to do whatever she wanted. All she had to do was pop over his house now and then for some fun. That wasn't too high a price to pay and it was about time for a visit anyway, so when he had called her and asked her to come over Jaime hadn't hesitated.

But when she arrived at his house, she didn't find him happy to see her. In fact, she had never seen Carson so agitated before.

"That bitch! That fucking bitch! Who the fuck does she think she is!" Carson cursed as he paced up and down the floor.

"Slow down baby. What is it?" Jaime asked. She quickly got her answer when Carson played her the video that had been sent to him that day. It was that little twit Tara Reid and Jaime didn't have to guess what it was she was doing on it. She was having herself a hell of a lesbian good time. It seemed like a real change from the time they had seen her at the concert, where Tara had seemed to be perpetually on the verge of tears.

"Wow...I didn't know that little dummy had it in her," Jaime said with admiration.

"I can't believe she did this to me!" Carson continued to rage. "How can she think she's better off without me? I'm Carson Daly! I'm better in bed than any fucking dyke ever could be!"

"Of course you are baby," Jaime lied. She better than anyone else knew that Carson could never make anyone come the way Tara was coming on that video. Now if only she could see who Tara's little pussy pal was. That would be the really interesting part.

"That bitch needs to pay!" Carson swore. "No one does that to me! She needs to fucking pay!"

"Oh yeah?" Jaime said, her ears perking up. She liked the sound of this. "Maybe I can help you out with that."

"You?" Carson demanded. "How could you help? What do you know about payback?"

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 8