Harem

Before you all begin, two things. First, yes this is a Harem Christmas story. Second, yes I am very aware that it is currently January. I figured it was better to get this done well than get it done quickly. Besides, the positive message of the Christmas season is something that should be embraced year round and not just because it's not December anymore. Plus, I kind of figured with all the hot, lesbian celebrity sex in this no one would even notice the date.

Truthfully, if I'd gotten the inspiration for this story more than one week before Christmas, I would have gotten it out sooner, but hey the muse strikes when she strikes.

Now this isn't a Harem chapter specifically. But rather a simple story starring our favorite Harem girls and a few new ones that will serve as a prologue to what's going down in Chapter 16. I am working on Chapter 16 as we speak, and this will help lead into what's going on there. This story takes place months after Sarah bolted at the end of her bachelorette party and picks up the action from there as a few things have changed inside the mansion. You people at Nifty are actually pretty lucky. People in my other groups had to wait months before they read all this. So you actually get it in a pretty timely fashion and each day brings me another day closer to completing Harem 16.

If you need to check on previous chapters, they're right here in this section of Nifty.

And now for the standard disclaimers. This story is fiction. There is no mansion of horny lesbian celebrities fucking each other silly day and night. This is just a product of my overheated imagination. Second, if you're under 18 then I'm afraid you can't read this. All age laws in your neck of the woods apply and must be followed.

A shout out to my ace proofreader KayJay who caught all the ridiculous spelling and grammatical errors that neither I nor spell check caught. Thanks for his help and his suggestions.

Now for the most important part...getting me feedback. I work pretty dang hard on these chapters and ask for no money in return (though if you'd like to send some, I'd be more than happy to accept. I can quit my job and work on stories full time. Mmmmm bliss). All I ask for is your feedback, whether you loved it or hated it. Send me your feelings to KMB2476@aol.com please. Your feedback is much appreciated.

And now here's something you'll really enjoy...

The Harem "Better Late Than Never" By KMB

Usually on days when she didn't have to be up to be on the set, eight in the morning was way too early for Alyssa Milano to even be up, much less be full of holiday cheer. But there she was bright and smiling before noon with not even a single cup of coffee in her system yet. If that wasn't a Christmas miracle then Alyssa didn't know what was.

Malibu was a place of late nights and even later mornings, but this was a day Alyssa wouldn't have slept in and missed for all the lesbian sex in the world. She didn't even mind getting into costume and driving all the way into the city and leaving her friends behind for the day. The children were worth it.

Ever since she had gotten her first acting break, Alyssa had made herself promise that if she got famous she would never turn into one of those selfish celebrities that could barely be bothered to write out a check for charity. She wanted to give back and not just with her bank account. She really wanted to give her time and her energy to helping people in need.

She had grown up modestly in New York City and she had never forgotten where she had come from. Whenever there was a chance to help others she was usually there. Despite all the Hollywood trappings she had and the hedonism she so eagerly indulged in with her housemates daily and nightly, she hadn't lost this part of herself.

That was why she was up at this ungodly hour on her weekend dressed in the fluffy red and white trimmed outfit one might expect on a yearly visitor from the North Pole. She even had her Santa hat on and, after suitably checking herself out in the mirror, she gave the soft white ball at the end of her hat a playful flick with her thumb.

She wasn't supposed to be Santa that morning. That job was going to someone who was significantly more male than she was, but Alyssa had been assigned the role of Mrs. Claus and she was more than happy to play it. She and some of her fellow celebrities were supposed to handing out presents to homeless and needy children and as soon as she'd been asked, Alyssa had signed on.

"Damn I still look hot," Alyssa said aloud, even though she was alone in her room. "Mrs. Claus is definitely gonna be giving Santa a hard-on this year."

Alyssa giggled as she indulged herself in a caress of her own body through her costume. She definitely was one sexy Mrs. Claus and she loved how the material felt against her body. She might even keep it for a while after today. It might add some extra spice later when she gave her housemates their Christmas presents.

The costume certainly didn't expose too much flesh. There wasn't even a hint of cleavage on display and white stockings covered what leg was shown. After all this was a children's charity event and not a strip club.

But Alyssa still had a healthy enough self esteem that she couldn't help but notice how well she filled out her costume. The red was pushed out nicely by the swell of her tits and Alyssa felt a happy stirring between her legs as she pictured her friends helping her out of her costume once she got home.

But those thoughts would have to wait. There were gifts to give. Sex could come later.

Alyssa tore herself away from her own reflection and headed downstairs. She didn't have to run off quite yet. There was still some time to get some coffee and make sure she didn't konk out around noontime. But before she could get to the kitchen, Alyssa discovered she wasn't the only mansion resident up this early and full of cheer.

In fact Alyssa saw her mood was downright Scrooge-like compared to Jennifer Love Hewitt as she buzzed around the mansion's Christmas tree, hanging up the last of the ornaments she had picked up yesterday. They had gotten the tree a few weeks back and Love had treated it like her baby ever since, making sure it got water at just the right temperature, received the perfect amount of light per day and that it was decorated beautifully.

Ever since they had brought the tree in, Love had been tinkering with it, moving ornaments around and adjusting tinsel until she had it right. Then the next day she'd have come up with an even better idea to make the tree look prettier and she had gone right back to work. It was the same thing that had happened the year before and the year after that and it never failed to amuse Alyssa to see her friend get intoxicated with the Christmas spirit.

If there was anyone in the mansion one could have predicted to go crazy for the holidays it was Love and they would have would have been right on the money. From Thanksgiving to New Year's, Love was the mansion's Martha Stewart without the dictatorial side. She was an endless source of holiday cheer and since today was Christmas Eve she was in peak form.

Alyssa leaned against the doorway and watched with a wide smile as Love, dressed in her bathrobe, left the tree alone and busied herself with a task she'd been dying to complete since last Dec. 26. Love opened a box and one by one pulled out the Christmas stockings that lay within. Growing up, Love's mom had waited until Christmas Eve before letting her and her brother hang up their stockings and she had continued the tradition here in Malibu.

When they had first explored the mansion that first day, Love had been secretly ecstatic to see a fireplace just so she could do this come Christmastime. The fireplace didn't get much use with Malibu weather, save for the occasional days when heavy rains put them in the mood to get toasty, but Love had been as happy to see it as she had any sexual theme to any of the rooms.

Love pulled a hammer and nails off the table and walked back to the fireplace and began hanging the stockings up on the mantle. They were all labeled with white script she had made herself and soon everyone's name was on display. There were stockings for Rose, Jen, Jessica, Christina, Jewel, Alyssa and of course herself and Love's smile grew when she saw how good they all looked hanging side by side.

She loved having so many of her friends around at Christmastime. It said to her that what they had was more than just sex, but something more. They were a family too in their own little way. It was a constantly horny, lust filled way, but a way nonetheless.

Glancing over at the tree, Love couldn't help but feel the giddy rush that came every December. She loved seeing all those presents under the tree, just waiting to be opened and not just because a healthy amount of them had her name on them. She couldn't wait for the floor to be filled with wrapping paper tomorrow morning as her friends saw what she had gotten them.

Love took present shopping very seriously. She didn't just want to get good presents for the people she cared about. She wanted to get perfect ones. She didn't care if she had to go to the ends of the earth to find them. And now that her show was doing so well, Love had the extra money to make it happen. She was going to get perfect presents if it took every drop of energy she had. She could collapse and rest the day after Christmas.

Finding gifts that were perfectly suited to each and every one of her housemates had been challenging but Love had done it. Of course she still had a few more left to get. She wanted to get one more thing for her mom and last night she had thought of something she just had to run out and get for Gwen Stefani because it was too perfect to pass up.

Having to shop even on Christmas Eve didn't damper Love's spirits though. She was so in the Christmas zone that nothing was going to faze her. She had the Christmas music going and sugarplums dancing over her head as she finished her stocking hanging and she wasn't going to stop smiling until every bell had been jingled.

It was the Christmas music that finally inspired Alyssa to make her presence known. She had remained silent throughout Love's work but it wasn't until Alvin & The Chipmunks' Christmas Don't Be Late came on that she couldn't take anymore, especially when Love began singing along.

"Want a plane that loops the loop," Love giddily sang along with the high-pitched rodents. "Me I want a hula hoop. We can barely stand the wait...please Christmas don't be late."

"Ohhhhhh no! Not that!" Alyssa protested with a laugh. "Not that song! Play anything else! Play Run-DMC. Play Jose Feleciano. Hell, you can even play the dogs barking Jingle Bells, but you are not allowed to play that song! It gets stuck in my head every year!"

"Sorry," Love giggled, pressing the skip button on her CD player. She didn't mind that song, but she understood how it could easily get on someone's nerves. Luckily she had burned a CD with a long, thorough mix of Christmas songs and the combination of The Barenaked Ladies and Sarah McLachlan singing God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen came up.

"Much better," Alyssa said before giving her housemate a proper good morning kiss, which got the both of them smiling even more.

"Mmmmm I definitely want more of that for Christmas," Love joked as she eyed her costumed friend. "I hope you got my list this year Santa."

"Hey, do you see a beard and a fat gut here?" Alyssa teased. "I'm Mrs. Claus. Not Santa."

"Whatever," Love replied with a smile. "Just as long as you bring me what I want this year."

"Well I dunno, I'd have to check to see if you're on the nice list or the naughty one," Alyssa said. She glanced up at the clock and saw that she still had some time to spare.

Things were starting to get a little frisky between her and Love and Alyssa made the split second decision not to fight it. Maybe sex didn't have to wait until she got home after all. The kids were still going to get their presents. She had a little time left to have herself some fun.

"But Santa has to deliver all those presents tonight," Love pointed out. "Are you going to have time to check to see if I've been nice this year?"

"Well we'll just have to go over your list again, won't we?" Alyssa said, sitting down in a chair. "Come sit in my lap little girl and tell Mrs. Claus what you want."

Giggling all the way, Love sat herself in her housemate's lap and gave her a loving kiss.

"No bribes," Alyssa grinned. "You're not going to kiss your way to presents little girl. Now what is it you want this year?"

"Oh Mrs. Claus I want lots of things," Love playing along as she nestled herself in Alyssa's lap and rubbed their soft bodies together. "I want a pony. I want a Barbie Dream House. I want a new dolly. I want new roller skates. I want a puppy. I want..."

"Whoa there little girl," Alyssa interrupted. "That's a pretty long list you have there. Do you deserve any of those presents? Have you been a good girl this year?"

"Welllllllll...I try to be good Mrs. Claus, but I can't help being naughty sometimes," Love replied in her sexiest little girl voice. "Please don't tell Santa. I want to be a good girl, but it's so much more fun to be bad."

"Maybe we can work out some kind of arrangement," Alyssa offered as she began caressing Love's back through her fluffy robe. "What have you done that was so naughty little girl? Maybe it's not so bad."

"Oh it's definitely naughty Mrs. Claus," Love insisted. "I try so hard to be good but I can't help it. I see these pretty girls all the time and I just want to kiss them. I want to kiss their pretty lips and totally make out with them for like hours and hours and hours. I want to take off all their clothes and kiss all over their bodies too. Mmmmm I tell myself to stop, but I just can't. It feels so good to be naughty. All I can think about is kissing girls and touching them and making them moan and getting them all wet for me to lick."

"Do you do that too naughty girl?" Alyssa asked, staying in character but rubbing herself against her housemate more. "Do you lick those pretty girls?"

"Mmmmmhmmm," Love answered. "I do. I lick their pussies until they come all over my face and soak my dirty little tongue. Is that bad? Is it naughty that I fuck pretty girls and play with their tits and use toys and my fingers on their asses? Am I a bad girl for doing that? Please tell me I'm not on the naughty list and I'm still going to get lots of presents from Santa this year."

"Well I've got bad news for you little girl," Alyssa declared sternly. "You've been a very naughty girl this year. Good girls don't fuck other girls, especially not up the ass. You're definitely on the naughty list."

"Awwwwww," Love pouted, trying not to smile too much as she pressed against Alyssa. She hadn't been looking for naughty fun that morning, but never resisted when it found her and Love knew this was a perfect chance to burn off some of the excess energy pulsing through her veins.

"But I've got good news too," Alyssa said, a grin cracking her lips again. "Naughty girls get even better presents than good girls do."

"Ohhhhhh what do they get Mrs. Claus?" Love asked in her little girl voice. "What do naughty girls get for Christmas?"

"They get this, you hot little slut," Alyssa answered before smothering Love's lips in another kiss. This one lasted much longer than the earlier ones had.

Love and Alyssa passionately French kissed each other, moaning into each other's mouths as they traded saliva and caressed tongues. They took turns sucking on each other's tongues and keeping their lips hotly fused until Love couldn't take much more and broke for oxygen.

"Mmmmmm that's my favorite kind of present," Love laughed. "But is that all I get?"

"Uh uh, you get a lot more for being so fucking naughty," Alyssa declared before undoing the sash of Love's robe and pushing it off her shoulders, exposing her total nudity underneath. She knew she didn't have a lot of time for this, but she had enough. Plus it was good to work these sexy thoughts out of her system before she saw the kids, Alyssa told herself.

"Ohhhhhhh yessssssss," Love hissed as Alyssa's hands went right to her bare tits and began massaging them lovingly while her mouth went after her nipples, tonguing and sucking on them until they were swollen and super sensitive. "Fuck me Lyssa! Fuck me like a naughty fucking girl! Gimmie my present! Fuck me please!"

"Dirty little slut," Alyssa moaned, her mouth full of breast, but her intent clear. "You're gonna get just what you want!"

Alyssa released Love's tits from her mouth and left both nipples rosy with desire. She gave them a playful pinch, making Love groan in ecstatic pain and rub against her with greater enthusiasm.

"You really can't help it can you?" Alyssa teased, her eager hands playing with Love's jiggling tits. "Mmmmm even when you're acting like a good girl Christmas bunny on speed hanging up your stockings and decorating your tree, all you want is to get fucked! All you want is to get this pretty little pussy of yours licked. You really are a naughty little slut Love."

"Mmmm you know it Lyssa," Love dreamily sighed, her wide eyes glazed with desire. "I'm always so wet. I can't ever be a good girl. I love being naughty too much. Mmmm I want to be so slutty for you and get my pretty pink pussy licked and fucked all the time. I work so hard to try and be good and all I am is bad."

"You're definitely going to have to get spanked for that when I get home later," Alyssa lewdly promised, which got another happy moan from Love. "Naughty little sluts get their hot asses slapped. Mmmmmm and if they're extra naughty they get their asses fucked too. But first let's see how naughty you really are little girl. Let's see how wet your pussy is."

Love just smiled in response and shrugged her robe all the way off her body, sending it to the floor, and spread her legs open as wide as she could while still remaining on Alyssa's lap. Alyssa didn't hesitate to go right for Love's bald pussy. She ran her palm over the splayed lips and found them slick with girl juice and that was nothing compared to what happened when she pushed two of her fingers inside Love.

"Oh Christ, you are wet," Alyssa said appreciatively. "How'd you fucking get this wet so fast Love? How does your naughty little pussy get so goddamn hot before I even get inside you?"

"Mmmm you make me wet Alyssa," Love told her friend before giving her a wet kiss on the lips. "You and Jen and Rose and everyone here. You make me so wild and so fucking naughty."

"Well now this naughty cunt of yours is gonna get fucked," Alyssa stated as casually as if she was observing a fact about the weather. "That's what you want isn't it Love? You want my fingers up your squishy little snatch."

"Yessssssssssss!" Love passionately cried as Alyssa shoved a third finger inside her pussy and began fucking her with them. "Fuck me Lyssa! Finger my naughty pussy! Make me fucking cream your fingers like a good little slut!"

That was all Love got out of her mouth before Alyssa silenced her with another long kiss. The two brunettes passionately made out as Love rocked her body against Alyssa's coaxing her fingers to go faster and deeper. Never one to deny a girl, particularly at Christmas time, Alyssa did as needed.

She worked her fingers in and out of Love with a rough touch. There was nothing delicate about Alyssa's approach. She jammed her fingers into Love with growing force and the naked girl responded ecstatically, fucking herself against her friend's hand and crying out into their kiss with more and more passion after each finger thrust.

While she kissed and fingered Love, Alyssa's other hand moved down her housemate's back to her bare ass. She gripped the bouncing cheeks and squeezed, adding to Love's pleasure and sending a fresh glaze of wetness out of Love's pussy and onto Alyssa's probing fingers.

"Yeahhhhhhh!" Love groaned, the kiss ending, but her and Alyssa's lips still touching. "Ooooooooooh this is just what I fucking need Lyssa! Mmmmmmm I act like such a good girl around the holidays but all I really want is this! I want to get fucked like a dirty little whore! I want to be your fucking slut Lyssa! You and every other hot girl in the house. I want to be everyone's nasty little fuck slut!"

"Mmmmm yesssssss fuck my fingers Love," Alyssa urged, resting her hand and letting Love do all the work for a spell. She once again marveled at her housemate's ability to go from innocent to slutty in the blink of an eye. Love had been singing Christmas songs five minutes ago and now she was spewing dirty talk right out of a porn star's mouth.

Love had been nothing but good cheer and Christmas kisses for the past few weeks and the desire to get nasty had been building inside her, just begging to be released at times like this. Her heart was pounding with lust and Love knew it wouldn't be long until she was orgasming all over Alyssa's fingers.

Feeling her pulse race, Love immediately responded by increasing the tempo of her bouncing. She began riding Alyssa's fingers like they were a hard cock and her tits bounced right along with her, slapping Alyssa's chin and her mouth as the wicked Mrs. Claus tried to work them back between her lips.

"Yessssssss that's it Love! Fuck my fingers with your tight pussy!" Alyssa moaned, her own pussy soaking up nicely as she wondered if she was going to have to get her costume emergency dry cleaning. "You nasty slut! You're making me naughty this morning! I should be off being nice and handing out presents and you're making me want to just stay here and finger fuck your slutty cunt! You gonna come for me Love? You gonna make my fingers all sticky before I go? You gonna make me give presents to innocent little kids with my fingers coated in your slutty fucking cum? Is that what you're gonna do you fucking whore?"

"YESSSSSSSSS GONNA COME!!!" Love wailed blissfully. "MAKE ME FUCKING COME LYSSA!!! MAKE ME SOAK YOUR WHOLE HAND IN MY NAUGHTY GIRL JUICES!!! AHHHHH GETTING SO CLOSE!!!"

"Not till you have a taste," Alyssa grinned, yanking out her fingers and shoving them into Love's moaning mouth, giving the girl the full flavor of her own pussy. Love greedily sucked the three juicy fingers like she was giving them head, moving her lips up and down Alyssa's digits and leaving them clean and coated in saliva.

But Alyssa didn't neglect Love's pussy as she fucked her mouth. She moved her other hand off of Love's ass and got it to work between her legs. Alyssa's fresh fingers quickly were just as wet as her other ones had been and she fingered Love aggressively, slamming her three fingers into the girl's soaked pink folds as she debated whether or not to add a fourth finger.

That became a moot point very quickly though as Love's whole body began to tense up. Her mouth was still filled with Alyssa's fingers but her moans were clear. She was definitely close. Alyssa calculated she was seconds away from getting off so she abandoned her potential experiment to see just how much of her hand Love's pussy could take and instead focused her fingers on her lover's clitoris.

Love's clit was throbbing with desire and there was no way Alyssa could miss it. She felt it pulse against her fingers and moaned as she spread open her fingers and wrapped them around Love's pleasure bud. She loved knowing she could make her friends this hot. She loved making them come. It was such a rush, not to mention an ego boost, to get beautiful women like the ones she lived with to orgasm.

"Come for me baby!" Alyssa urged, her and Love's noses rubbing together as her fingers roughly pinched and rubbed Love's clitoris, jilling off her housemate. "Gimmie your cum Love! Fucking soak my fingers with that yummy cream! I want to feel you all over my hand all day when I'm acting all sweet and caring and just wanting to get back here to fuck you some more!"

Alyssa pulled her fingers out of Love's mouth and the gasping girl let out an ecstatic moan, her body shuddering and sweating on Love's lap. Alyssa's fingers dripped with Love's spit and she rubbed them between Love's cleavage and over her bouncing tits, which she soon took into her hand, moving back and forth and squeezing each breast. Alyssa made sure her thrusts up with her fingers matched Love's thrusts down so they were in perfect sexual synch.

"Oh God!!! Ohhhhhhhhh God!!!" Love cried out, her eyes closed and her mouth wide open as the pleasure pulsed through her. She was so close. All she needed was a little more.

Love knew there was no substitute for a woman's tongue, but skilled fingers in her pussy certainly could do in a pinch and Alyssa was definitely skilled. Love felt like her clit was going to explode with sexual passion from Alyssa's furious fingering and hard pinching on her plump bud. Alyssa's fingers were tight enough so her clit couldn't escape, but loose enough so that she could move and bounce and fuck herself.

There was something so raw about fingering. Eating pussy was an art, but fingering was about losing control and giving into naked desire, whether it was through masturbation or another's touch. The rawness was what Love needed now and she responded to Alyssa's practiced touch with sharp cries and breathless gasps while bouncing up a storm in her lover's lap.

As she felt her body tingle from head to toe with orgasmic anticipation, Love pictured the nasty image of Alyssa handing out those presents to those sweet, innocent children while her fingers still had cum on them. And even better...having Alyssa meet some other hot girl there and letting her suck her fingers clean, making sure the girl knew just whose cum it was she was tasting. It was naughty and wrong and so hot and just thinking about it kept Love from holding back for even another second.

"FUCK!!!" Love screamed as orgasm overtook her naked body. "YESSSSSSS AHHHHHH YOUR FINGERS FEEL SO GOOOOOD LYSSAAAAAAA!!! MAKING ME COMMMMMME!!!"

Alyssa's hand flew from Love's tits to the back of her neck as soon as she began to come. She pushed her lover in for another kiss and Love's screams disappeared into Alyssa's mouth. Even though she wasn't licking Love, Alyssa fed off her friend's orgasm through the kiss, making sure Love's sweaty, shaking body was pressed flat to her as her creamy cum flowed all over her fingers and down her hand.

The intense fingering and orgasm had Love seeing stars as her eyes remained fused shut. She kissed back as hard as her strength would allow, but her brain was mostly focused on the orgasm loosening her fillings and not on the tongue in her mouth.

When Alyssa finally removed her three fingers Love felt disappointed and her disappointment grew when she opened her eyes and saw her lover licking off her cum coated fingers. She had hoped Alyssa would actually go to her event all sticky and cummy.

But that disappointment lasted only as long as it took for Alyssa to offer Love a taste of her own orgasm. Love immediately smiled and accepted, guiding Alyssa's sweetly flavored fingers to her mouth and sucking them like sugary candy. When Alyssa's fingers were clean the two girls cuddled for a few happy moments before the afterglow faded and Love hoped off Alyssa's lap.

"Ohhhhhhhhh you little slut, you fucking ruined my costume," Alyssa groaned as she eyed the tell tale signs of sex on her costume.

"Oh God! I'm sorry Lyssa!" Love apologized without hesitation, her slutty mode fading back to innocent, Christmas lover as she pictured Alyssa not being able to help those kids.

"Relax sweetie, I was just teasing," Alyssa smiled, giving Love a reassuring kiss as she rose from the chair. Her legs were like jelly and she had to grab the mantle over the fireplace for balance until feeling came back. "I can clean this up no problem. Believe me, if there's one thing I know by now it's how to get cum out of clothes. Besides, that was totally worth it."

Love relaxed and gave Alyssa a happy kiss back, running her hands over her housemate's clothed chest and delighting in feeling her nipples poking through her red costume. She just wanted everything to be perfect for the holiday.

"So when do I get a chance to give you a present back?" Love asked. "I haven't been the only naughty girl this year, you know."

"Mmmmm as soon as I get back," Alyssa promised. "Baby you got me so fucking wet just now that I won't be cooling down until you make me come like four or five times, at least."

"It's a date then," Love smiled. "And you'll get more than that Lyssa. But just make sure Santa brings me that pony too...Mrs. Claus."

Having taken a different route downstairs, Jennifer Aniston had not witnessed Alyssa and Love's gift exchange. But she had certainly heard it. Wondering to herself with a smile if she had been around the mansion for too long since she had instantly recognized the loud, orgasmic screams as Love's by sound alone, Jennifer made her way to the kitchen.

It had been tempting to go off in search of where the sex noise was coming from to see who was making Love feel that good, but Jennifer's need for coffee had taken priority over her need to get laid. She believe she had to fully wake up first before she got horny. But then again there had been so many mornings in Malibu where she had been awoken by a sexy tongue lapping at her pussy that that particular theory had a few holes in it.

Maybe she could just grab a sip or two and then go off to find Love. Jennifer was already thinking some early morning fun might be a good way to chase away the holiday blues. The Christmas season after all wasn't always carols and gingerbread houses. It also reminded you of things that were better left not thought about and Jennifer felt it was going to be one of those days. She didn't want to be gloomy on Christmas Eve, though, so anything to possibly cheer her up was definitely worth pursuing.

But first she had to snap herself out of her sleepiness before she concentrated on getting rid of her potential funk. She wasn't much of a use to anyone or anything until she got at least a little coffee in her. Fortunately she was able to get to the kitchen without either falling down the stairs or walking into a wall, so she planned on grabbing a cup to go and then finding Love and her playmate and seeing if they were up for another partner.

However, before she even got to put the first part of her plan in action, Jennifer found herself face to face with something that made her instantly forget all about Love and whomever she was with. It was one of those scenes that froze you to your feet and made you thank God you had working eyes so you were able to witness it.

"AHHHHHH YEAHHHHH THAT'S IT YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!" a very naked Rose McGowan roared as she lay sprawled on the kitchen counter, her head slung over the edge and her hair cascading straight down while her legs were slung over Michelle's shoulders so the mansion's maid head could be positioned at her pussy.

"EAT IT YOU NASTY BITCH!!!" Rose continued, her hand gripping Michelle by her long blonde hair to make sure she didn't even consider escape. "EAT OUT MY WET FUCKING CUNT!!! OHHHHHHH YEAHHHHHH MMMMMM WORK THAT TONGUE MICHELLE!!! WORK IT DEEP IN MY PUSSY!!! YESSSSSSSSSSS AHHHHH GOOD LITTLE BITCH!!! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD LITTLE BITCH!!!"

Jennifer found herself robbed of speech and unable to move. All she could do was stare at Michelle as she kneeled on stool against the counter and bent over to feed off Rose's pussy. That and touch herself. Jennifer's feet might have been frozen, but her hands weren't and before she even knew what she was doing, Jennifer was caressing her own breasts through the thin t-shirt she wore and guiding her hand underneath the boxer shorts she'd worn to sleep to get a feel of her rapidly dampening pussy.

A soft moan slipped past Jennifer's lips as her own fingers caressed her slick lips. But her sound was like a mouse's squeak next to Rose's lioness roar so no one heard her. Jennifer began rubbing her slit up and down with her fingers, her moans getting longer and her breaths coming quicker. She probably could have rubbed herself to an orgasm pretty quickly, but that wasn't what she wanted.

Seeing Rose in action never failed to cheer her up but nothing left her smiling like being able to get in on her housemate's action. Coffee was no longer her priority. Pussy was. Whether or not to join in wasn't even a question as far as Jennifer was concerned. It was practically law in the mansion.

As soon as Jennifer found the strength to move her feet she began walking out of the doorway and toward the counter. She debated whether or not to go to Michelle or Rose and as tempting as the stacked, blonde maid was, Jennifer could never resist her friend.

Rose was too busy crying out and holding Michelle in place by her hair to notice anything, even a beautiful, aroused women walking toward her with lust in her eyes and sex on the brain. Her head remained tilted down off the counter and, until Jennifer leaned down and kissed Rose right on the lips, did the raven-haired actress even know she was being watched.

"Oooooooooh morning Jen...ahhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck! Don't you dare stop you little whore!" Rose commanded as the maid peered up to see who had joined their fun. "I don't care who walks in the fucking door! You keep eating my pussy!"

"What are you doing?" Jennifer asked, running her fingers gently over Rose's pale, perfect face. It was an obvious question and everyone knew it. Jennifer could see exactly what Rose and Michelle were doing. She wanted to know what had triggered it and Rose didn't have to be told that.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssss I'm just...mmmmmmmm fuck yeah...that's the spot you goddamned nasty little cunt licker...just giving this slut her Christmas bonus," Rose explained in between blissful moans and sharp cries.

"Aren't you supposed to just give her a check?" Jennifer teased, her pussy juicing up more and more with every passing second she was close to these two gorgeous sex addicts.

"Her? No way," Rose laughed as she moaned. "Michelle doesn't want any fucking money. All she wants for Christmas is our hot, famous cum staining her lips and dripping down her chin onto those huge fucking tits of hers. Isn't that right slut? Isn't our yummy cream all a dirty whore like you wants?"

"Oui Madame! Oui!" Michelle enthusiastically agreed when Rose yanked her up by her hair, showing Jennifer how sticky and wet her lips and chin were. "All I want is to swallow your delicious creams and have you fill my slutty belly with your cum! Please let your maid lick you more! Please let your fucking whore eat you out and make you come!"

Michelle's rampant sub side and eagerness to let her employers sexually control her always tilted toward the nuclear meltdown side of the hotness scale and this morning was no exception. Rose shoved Michelle's face back into her spread pussy just as Jennifer pushed her hand back into her boxers. She was soaking her underwear just watching Michelle dine out on the delicacy between Rose's legs and her melancholy was already a memory.

Jennifer moaned again as she rubbed her pussy and that turned into a happy gasp and sigh as she penetrated herself with her fingers, instantly coating them with the glaze of her arousal when she slid her fingers past her slit. This time Jennifer's actions didn't escape notice and Rose had a simple request.

"Gimmie!" Rose demanded. "Let me taste your fingers Jen! Ooooooooooh yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah suck on that clit Michelle! Suck on my throbbing fucking clit! Mmmmmmmm gimmie that sweet taste Jen while this goddamn French whore gobbles up my cunt!"

Jennifer didn't deny her friend. She smiled as she withdrew her wet fingers out of her pussy and pushed them into Rose's open mouth. The brunette clamped her lips down and started sucking Jennifer's fingers making them even wetter from the hot saliva that filled her mouth. While she did this Rose reached out with her hand and tugged down frantically at Jennifer's boxers.

Not even Rose was quite so adept at doing three sexual things at once so Jennifer helped her horny housemate out. Rose was able to tug the wet shorts down past Jennifer's thighs and she got them the rest of the way down herself, leaving her barefoot and bottomless in the kitchen, her thin t-shirt the only thing keeping her from joining Rose in total nudity.

"Bring your pussy to me Jen," Rose requested after pulling Jennifer's fingers from her mouth with a pop, her voice passionately insistent. "I'm hungry too! I want your taste all over my tongue while I fuck this whore's face!"

With her head hanging off the edge of the countertop, Rose was in the perfect position for Jennifer to just come up to her and thrust her pussy in her face so that was just what she did and it took only the slimmest of split seconds before Rose got her tongue to work lapping away at her wetness.

"OOOOOOOOOOOH!!!" Jennifer loudly squealed when Rose's tongue licked up her slit and burrowed inside enthusiastically. "Lick me Rose! Ahhhhhhh yesssssssss mmmmmmm lick meeeeeeeeee!!!"

Her lovers had always told Jennifer that she had an amazing tongue. She had never quite known whether to believe that or not because she didn't feel there was any possible way she could be as good as her housemates. They were all so good at licking pussy, especially Rose.

While everyone thought Rose was at her best when she had Mr. Snappy strapped to her waist, truthfully Jennifer loved her tongue more. She always had her head spinning and pussy creaming in what felt like seconds and Jennifer was quickly panting with breathless desire as she grabbed onto the countertop and began thrusting herself against her housemate's face.

"Fuuuuuuuuuck!" Jennifer groaned, her swollen nipples poking against her shirt and threatening to rip right through. "Ahhhhh this is just what I neeeeeeeed Rose!!! Lick me hard! Work that tongue all over my wet pussy! Lick out every fucking drop of juice!"

That was exactly what Rose was planning to do. She was skilled enough to keep a steady licking rhythm on Jennifer while Michelle did the same to her. The maid had been going down on Rose for too long for the actress to think she could get Jen off quickly enough to catch up, but that didn't mean she was going to let her own pleasure distract from the sweet pussy at her lips, dripping with the messy desire of girl juice.

Rose kept her head hung upside down as she licked away at Jennifer. Secure in the belief that Michelle wouldn't dare move away, Rose removed her hands from the blonde's head and extended them out to trap Jennifer.

She grabbed her housemate by her ass and latched onto her bare cheeks, keeping a tight hold on them as she licked. Rose barely noticed the blood rushing to her head from her unique position flat on the countertop. She was too focused on the pleasure filling her mouth and dripping from her pussy.

Rose licked up and down Jennifer's cunt lips like she was famished for girl cream. Her tonguing was hard and fast, but lost none of the skill and precision Jennifer had grown accustomed to from Rose. Every lick against her sensitive lips had shivers of ecstasy shooting up Jennifer's spine and the pleasure cries spilled out of her mouth in an excited babble of coos, sighs and cries for more.

Though she now had a wet, pink muzzle against her mouth, Rose was making even more noise than Jennifer was. Michelle's tongue had zeroed in on her clit and was slapping it like a toy, making her swollen bud absolutely ache with lust. And when Michelle finally tired of her game, she latched her lips to Rose's clit and sucked on it with passionate gulps showing that she cared about only one thing above all...making her lover come.

Several times Rose had to pause her licking to scream her approval of Michelle's actions. Jennifer's pussy muffled her sound, but it was clear she loved what was happening to her. Her grip tightened on Jennifer's ass and her nails dug in, but Jennifer didn't mind at all. The little touch of pain made the pleasure of Rose's tongue even sweeter.

Hearing both Rose and Jennifer's increasingly happy cries and knowing she was triggering them both caused some serious dampening of Michelle's uniform. If she had even bothered slipping some on that morning her panties would have been soaked by now. But Michelle usually never bothered with panties, especially when she was at work. They were an unnecessary and potentially aggravating impediment to her fun and Michelle didn't tolerate things that got in the way of her getting off.

It hadn't been far off when she had said all she wanted was the cum of her gorgeous employers. Michelle wasn't about to give up her weekly paychecks, but when it came to bonuses, having all the pussy she could ever want was her idea of heaven. Everyone at the mansion was so beautiful and so uninhibited. Michelle had never been any place like this and every day when she went home all she wanted was for morning to come so she could go back.

She couldn't decide which girl she loved licking most. They were all so delicious. It was like picking a favorite ice cream. Michelle didn't mind having to clean up a place as big as the mansion all by herself. It was worth it just to be close to these goddesses and the fact that she not only got to fuck them but all their sexy friends as well was all the motivation Michelle needed to be giddy for work every day.

Michelle had just been straightening up the kitchen when she had felt a hand grab her ass through her uniform. Outside of work this would have gotten whoever had done it a slap across the face, but here not only was it a welcomed gesture, Michelle encouraged it. She had whirled around and thrown her arms around her harasser for a long kiss without even knowing or caring who it was.

It had only taken a seconds worth of a kiss for Michelle to recognize Rose's lips and one more blink of an eye for Rose to be sprawled on the counter for Michelle's tongue to lick away at her wetness. It had taken no coaxing whatsoever for Michelle to bury her face in Rose's pussy. No words had even needed to be exchanged. Rose wanted Michelle and Michelle desperately wanted Rose. Nothing more was necessary.

Michelle had been licking and sucking and kissing and going after every bit of Rose's pussy her horny mouth and tongue could get at before Jennifer had joined in and now that two had become three, Michelle increased the speed and tempo of her efforts. She knew her Madame Rose would want to come as soon as possible so she could put all her concentration into fucking her friend. Michelle's own pleasure was secondary then. All the blonde maid wanted was to make Rose feel good so she could tend to Jennifer's needs.

Rose's juices were soaking her tongue and her clit throbbed between her lips. Michelle knew she was close, but she wanted to get her closer. She spread Rose's legs wider on the counter and jammed her face in even deeper into her lover's cunt. Rose's bush tickled her nose and made Michelle giggle into her sex, but she didn't let up with her clit sucking, not even a tiny bit. She went after Rose hard, telling herself not to come up for breath until she'd made Rose cream.

Out of all the girls there, Rose had been the only one to never let Michelle shave her. She had gladly submitted to a trim to keep her dark bush nice and neat, but everyone else, save her, had allowed Michelle to make their pussies baby smooth. Rose had wanted to make sure she was always distinctive...as if that would ever have been a problem.

But Rose's stubbornness on resisting Michelle's razor certainly didn't impact the blonde's enjoyment of eating her out. Rose's rich, creamy juices were filling her mouth. She was so hot and so wet and Michelle knew her orgasm was immanent. Rose's screams were becoming audible, even with Jennifer's pussy clamped to her lips and Rose's pink pussy lips flared and tightened like a soft vise on Michelle, gripping her lips as she sucked furiously on the brunette's clitoris.

"FUCK ME!" Rose commanded, breaking away from Jennifer's pussy just long enough to spit out her words. "MAKE ME FUCKING COME MICHELLE!!! DO IT NOW YOU SLUTTY LITTLE BITCH!!!"

Rose's words touched Michelle's heart better than any sweet nothing a boy had ever told her to get into her panties. She stared up at Rose with soulful, aroused eyes as she gave everything she had to Rose's clit. She knew Rose couldn't see her stare, but she gave her the full power of her eyes anyway, looking up with rapturous worship as Rose tongued Jennifer, her neck craned downward and her face coated in beautiful pink girl flesh.

As the bolts of pleasure filled her body and her orgasm began to grip her, Rose jammed her tongue back inside her housemate. Jennifer shrieked in pleasure as Rose penetrated her soft folds with her well-practiced tongue. She licked away at her lips again, sliding her tongue up and down with quick strokes to lap up the cream that had collected there in her brief absence.

The closer she got to coming, the harder Rose licked Jennifer. She didn't go for her clit yet. She was too close to coming and once she started on a girl's clit, Rose didn't like to stop. Michelle was doing such a good job that Rose knew she was going to be screaming too much soon to lick.

Rose's grip on Jennifer's ass remained strong, her nails digging in and basically keeping her from rolling right off the kitchen counter. Her body lurched and shook, her ass slapping against the cool, hard surface as Rose forced her pussy against Michelle's face, giving the maid plenty of her pulsing clit to suck on. Rose had felt Michelle's mouth on her cunt so many times and she never failed to disappoint. She was actually surprised she had lasted this long without coming.

Jennifer looked down at her housemate and her smile widened at the always arousing sight of Rose's tits bouncing wildly. She definitely had the roundest boobs in the house, even more than Jessica's. Jennifer could never get enough of touching them and she moved her hands off the counter's edge to grasp them in her palms, squeezing them and increasing Rose's pleasure.

One more long, hard pinch of Michelle's lips to her clit was all it took for Rose to explode, filling the maid's waiting mouth with the sweet girl honey of orgasm. Rose's screams disappeared into Jennifer's pussy as her body whole body quaked in ecstasy. She frantically fucked Michelle's face, feeding her a creamy cum breakfast as pleasure coursed through every inch of her body, making her hair stand up and her toes curl.

"AHHHHHHHHH YEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" Rose howled in one last orgasmic scream of triumph. She didn't let her afterglow linger, though. She got right back to Jennifer as soon as her head cleared enough for her to focus.

Jennifer didn't release her hold on Rose's tits. She kept massaging them, making her nipples swell and throb even after orgasm. Jennifer's own nipples were dying to be touched, but she couldn't do it to herself. She didn't have the will to stop playing with Rose's chest. Her soft, all natural breasts felt so good under her hands that Jennifer wouldn't have been able to stop for anything, especially as Rose began tongue fucking her, pushing her closer to her face and keeping her nails dug into her bare ass.

But fortunately Jennifer had another pair of hands that were very willing to get a hold of her tits. Michelle had been working for the girls for so long that she believed she had developed a sixth sense of where and when they wanted to be touched. She got up off her knees and, her face still coated with Rose's juices, she moved over to Jennifer.

Michelle had swallowed as much of Rose's orgasm as possible and had licked clean most of what had covered her lips. What she had missed was quickly cleaned off by Jennifer as the actress greeted her maid with a long, lingering kiss. Michelle sucked Jennifer's tongue right into her mouth as the bottomless girl cried out from Rose's efforts but that wasn't all she did. Michelle also pushed her hands up the bottom of Jennifer's shirt, traveling upward until she had Jennifer's tits in her hands.

"Mmmmmmmmmm yessssssssssss," Jennifer groaned, her and Michelle's lips rubbing together as their saliva and girl cum filled kiss ended. "Make me taste Rose's juices Michelle. Mmmmmmmm yummy. I love how you push them into my mouth. So fucking nasty. Mmmmmmmm yesssssss don't stop. Play with my tits while Rose eats me out. Yeahhhhh I'm gonna make her kiss you after she makes me come so you can get all my juices into your mouth. Oooooooh yessssssss!"

Kissing wasn't all Michelle wanted Rose to do after she finished Jennifer off, but Michelle said nothing of that sort yet. She was perfectly willing to wait for her own chance to orgasm even as juices ran from her molten hot cunt past her uniform skirt and down her leg. Besides, being able to make out and play with Jennifer's firm, pink chest was as good a temporary distraction as she was ever likely to find.

Jennifer's nipples were swollen, dark rocks underneath her white t-shirt. The thin material of her shirt could do nothing to restrain them but from Michelle's perspective, almost seeing Jennifer's nipples was hardly comparable to actually being able to see them and lick them and bite them and do everything to them her horny mind wished.

Without anything close to an invitation, Michelle took the liberty of pulling Jennifer's shirt over her head. Of course this was a most welcomed gesture and Jennifer did nothing to stop her maid from stripping off her last piece of clothing. Moaning all the while from Rose's tongue play, Jennifer lifted up her arms and allowed Michelle to get her shirt off. It was quickly dropped to the floor alongside Jennifer's boxers and Michelle's mouth went straight for her employer's exposed tits.

"Ooooooooooooooooh!" Jennifer moaned in blissful surrender to the pleasure assaulting her willing body. With Rose attacking her pussy and Michelle at her breasts, Jennifer was quickly a cooing mess of happy babbles.

Jennifer had just been tanning naked again yesterday and she felt a pleasure rush at the obvious delight Michelle took from her bronzed chest. Michelle's soft hands caressed the curves of her tits while her lips latched onto her nipples and sucked greedily on them, like she was a baby starved for milk.

She had always had sensitive nipples and one of the things Jennifer loved more about her female lovers than any man she had ever been with, was how they lavished loving attention on them. Michelle's wet tongue and full lips on her swollen, aching nipples had tingles going every which way in Jennifer's body and acted as the perfect cherry on top of the sundae of pleasure she was getting from Rose's tongue in her pussy.

"Ahhhhhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhhhh yessssssssssss Rose mmmmmmm right there!" Jennifer panted. "That's my spot baby! Mmmmmmmm more! Right there! Oooooooooh I fucking love how you lick me Rose!"

By now Rose knew full well where all the hot spots were on her housemates. She knew their favorite places to be licked and just how hard they liked it. She tongue fucked Jennifer with passionate, forceful lashes, making sure she could feel every stab of her wet tongue into her tight, feminine folds. She couldn't get enough of the sensation of having Jennifer's clit throb every time her tongue lashed across it. She made Jennifer's bud practically dance for her and it was getting her own freshly licked pussy nice and creamy again.

When Rose would pull her tongue away to gulp down a fresh helping of Jennifer's juices, she swore that her friend's clit would reach out for her, like it couldn't stand to be separated from her tongue. That got Rose even hotter and she sped up her efforts, lashing against Jennifer's clitoris with increased vigor.

The faster she licked the closer Jennifer got to orgasm and nothing was slowing Rose down. When Jennifer's cunt lips reflexively gripped her tongue and her walls tightened around her, Rose just moaned and licked away, breathing in through her nose as she held her mouth fastened to Jennifer's pussy.

Jennifer's words were all indecipherable cries and babbles now as she neared her orgasm. Her legs were turning into jelly, but Rose and Michelle's hands made sure she wasn't going to fall. Plus Jennifer's hands were still tightly gripped to Rose's tits. She was well balanced as her pulse sped up inside her veins and her breathing grew shallow and labored. Sex sweat glistened from her forehead and little drops of it began trickling down her neck and down her chest, where Michelle eagerly licked them up, savoring the salty, perfumed taste.

Knowing every inch of Jennifer's body, Rose knew it would only take a few more licks to get Jennifer coming, but she wanted something more. She wanted her friend to have an orgasm that would send her eyes rolling through her head and make her convulse enough to convince people she was possessed by Satan herself. Rose knew just how to do it and she moved quickly to make it happen.

She moved one of her hands off Jennifer's ass, leaving little marks from her nails as a reminder of her presence, and shoved it between her own legs. Rose wasn't looking to get herself off, though. She just wanted some lube and there was no better all natural source than her girl juices. When she was satisfied her fingers were wet enough to fulfill their mission, Rose pulled them away and moved back to Jennifer's ass.

There was one thing Rose knew never failed to get Jennifer off and she went for it without any consideration. She used the hand still clamped on Jennifer's ass to spread her open and, once her asshole was exposed enough, Rose pushed a finger inside her friend.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Jennifer screamed at the surprise, but very appreciated gesture. The shock of it got Jennifer's mouth working again and she was quick to praise her housemate.

"YESSSSSSS FUCK ME ROSE!!! FINGER FUCK MY ASS!!!" Jennifer pleaded. "OOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSS IT'S SO GOOD!!! GONNA MAKE ME COMMMMMME!!!"

Rose grinned her Cheshire cat grin with pride over her work and pushed a second finger inside Jennifer's tight, puckered hole. She pistoned her two fingers in and out of Jennifer, stretching her hole while her tongue worked over her clit with speed and skill and it took but a second more for Jennifer to start screaming in orgasmic release.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKK!!!" Jennifer's voice exclaimed in full rapture. She creamed Rose's tongue with her hot essence and the brunette indulged her sweet tooth by drinking it down like wine. What she didn't get trickled down her chin and Rose cooed into Jennifer's pussy as she felt it sizzle against her flesh.

Jennifer's bucking hips thrust her quaking pussy against Rose's face with even more force than before and Rose responded by continuing her lashing of Jennifer's clit. This intensified her orgasm and with Michelle mauling her tits, squeezing them passionately while she sucked her nipples, Jennifer did as Rose hoped and rolled her eyes back in her head as she came. Jennifer's screams filled the kitchen and only when her voice was hoarse and her naked body shivering did Rose pull away.

The first thing Rose did was hop off the counter and, after shaking off the pins and needles in her legs and staggering slightly from the rush of blood out of her head, move toward Jennifer toward a kiss. But, even with the happy afterglow leaving her dazed and smiling, Jennifer hadn't forgotten her earlier promise.

"No," Jennifer weakly said, holding out her hand to push Rose back. "Kiss Michelle. Push my cum out of your mouth and into hers. Give her a nasty cum kiss Rose."

Neither Rose nor Michelle had to be convinced of the merits of that plan and the two girls deeply kissed. Rose plunged her tongue into the French girl's mouth and fed her the remaining Aniston vintage she hadn't swallowed.

Michelle moaned and sucked Rose's tongue with wanton desire, loving the chance to get the flavor she already knew so well. She reached up and played with Rose's tits as they kissed. The pale, pink breasts were tender and flushed from Jennifer's long grip, but Rose thrust herself up against Michelle to get more of her tits in her grasp.

Jennifer loved seeing the two beautiful girls kiss but she wasn't about to stay out of it. As soon as her head cleared of orgasmic fog enough for her to move, she leaned in and joined the kiss.

Rose and Michelle parted enough for Jennifer to enter the fray and soon three lips and three tongues were pressing together. After a few moments no one was quite sure who was kissing who and who was sucking on whose tongue, but it scarcely mattered because it all felt so good.

By the time the kiss paused, all three girls were breathless and Rose and Jennifer naturally turned their attention toward the one amongst them who was still dressed and, more importantly, hadn't come yet. Unfortunately for Michelle, Rose felt like teasing a little.

"Don't you have laundry or something to do?" Rose smirked as she embraced Jennifer, rubbing their naked tits together as she held her housemate close. "We're done with you here."

Jennifer was about to protest that wasn't fair, but she caught on that Rose was kidding before she even opened her mouth. Michelle didn't grasp that right away, though, and her face was a stunned mask of disbelief. Were they really going to work her up like that and not let her come? Were they actually going to make her work when she so badly needed an orgasm?

Michelle looked as if she was too surprised to speak and she reflexively took a step back, like she was really going to leave to tend to the laundry before Rose started laughing.

"You should have seen the look on your face," Rose teased. "It was fucking priceless Michelle."

"You are mean Rose," Michelle pouted, but not in a manner that showed the hurt was permanent. "Why do you have to be mean to your Michelle? Am I not a good slut for you and your friends? Do I not deserve to have some fun too? After all it is Christmas."

"Awwwww poor baby," Rose grinned. "C'mere Michelle. Let me make it up to you."

Jennifer wasn't normally one for the kind of teasing that Rose specialized in, but even she had to admit that it had been pretty funny to see the expression on Michelle's face over the possibility of being denied. She didn't say that out loud, though. Jennifer didn't want a pouty French girl on their hands when it was more fun to have a horny and affectionate one.

Rose and Jennifer broke their embrace to welcome in their maid and began taking turns kissing her. Happy to see it had been a joke, Michelle let her madames apologize to her with their kisses. She enjoyed being tugged back and forth between two pairs of soft, sexy lips, especially when their hands began rubbing her in all the right places through her uniform.

"Mmmmm yessssssssss touch me," Michelle groaned. "I was getting so wet playing with your sexy bodies and now it is your turn to do it back to me. Touch me everywhere. Make your slutty little maid feel good."

"Anywhere in particular you'd like us to touch?" Jennifer inquired as Rose took another deep, wet kiss from the blonde.

"Mmmmmhmmmm," Michelle groaned when the kiss ended, lifting up her uniform skirt and rubbing her visibly drenched slit. "Touch me here. Touch my pussy. Touch my wet, slutty pussy please!"

Of all the words that sounded insanely sexy with a French accent, "pussy" had to be a hall of famer. Both Rose and Jennifer nearly melted into the floor at the sound of Michelle's aroused pleas, but they managed to control themselves and focus on their needy housekeeper.

"We're gonna touch, don't you worry about that," Rose promised. "Mmmmm we're gonna do more than touch. We're gonna lick that sexy pussy of yours."

This time there was no teasing and Rose was good to her word. She whirled Michelle around and bent her against the counter. This pressed the hard edge into the maid's stomach, but it also stuck her ass out and since she was free of panties under her short skirt it revealed everything she had to offer between her legs.

"You like this?" Rose asked as her fingers stroked Michelle's labia, rubbing her creamy lips and making her jump slightly.

"Mmmmmmmm yesssssssss I like so much," Michelle groaned before soft French words began escaping her lips from the sensations of Jennifer brushing her long blonde hair out of the way to kiss her neck. "More...please more Rose...mmmmmmm I have gotten so wet from playing with you and now I need my turn to come."

"So I can feel," Rose wickedly grinned as she pulled her fingers up from Michelle's pussy and shoved them into the maid's mouth. Michelle sucked Rose's fingers, indulging in her own taste while Rose gave her other hand a chance to play with Michelle's wetness.

"Mmmmm you are a wet little slut, aren't you?" Rose teased. "Whatever can we do about that? Ooooooooh I know."

Rose removed her fingers from Michelle's mouth and sunk to her knees. The cool kitchen floor wasn't the most comfortable place to kneel down, but Rose was confident she wasn't going to be down here for long. Jennifer wasn't the only girl whose body she knew by heart. Michelle was going to be creaming before she could even finish saying the words to Frere Jacques.

Her maid did look rather succulent bent over the counter, pushing her bare ass out of her skirt but Rose didn't take long to admire the sight. Instead she parted Michelle's butt cheeks to spread open her pussy from behind and began an eager licking of her juicy cunt.

"Oooooooooooooh mmmmmmmmmm yessssssssssssss do not deny meeee!" Michelle cried. "Give me your tongue Rose! Lick all that juice out of my pussy! Mmmmmmmm yessssssssss make your slutty maid fucking come all over her Madame's face!"

While Rose was licking Michelle, Jennifer was busying herself by kissing the blonde's neck and playing with her tits through her uniform. Jennifer had never asked anyone to submit to measurements, but it was quite possible Michelle had the biggest natural tits in the mansion. She was at least Jewel's equal and Jennifer never missed a chance to play with them.

But today she was more interested in something a little lower on Michelle's body. Jennifer didn't think it was fair that Rose was the one hogging Michelle's delicious pussy after she had played her little joke. This was a delicacy that had to be shared and Jennifer's tongue was starved for a taste too.

Giving Michelle's sensitive neck one last series of soft kisses, Jennifer pulled away from her maid and kneeled down next to Rose. No explanation was necessary about her intent and Rose showed total willingness to share the gourmet treat before her by giving Jennifer a long, wet kiss as soon as they were face to face.

Jennifer moaned into the kiss as she was given a taste of Michelle from Rose's tongue. But she wanted more. She broke off the kiss and dove into Michelle's cunt, licking away as Rose held back and watched with lustful appreciation.

Even though she couldn't see what was happening before her, Michelle didn't need her eyes to know who it was licking her. She had been with all the girls enough times to know the distinctive touch of all their tongues.

"AHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSS OOOOOOH YESSSSSSS JENNIFERRRRRRR YESSSSSSSSSS!!!" Michelle cried. "MMMMMMM I LOVE YOUR TONGUE!!! I LOVE HOW YOU LICK MEEEEE!!! PLEASE DO NOT STOP!!! PLEASE LICK MY PUSSYYYYYY!!!"

"Oh? So my tongue's not good enough for your nasty little whore twat," Rose jokingly snapped.

"Nooooooo! That is not...not what I meant," Michelle gasped as she tried to force her words out past the breathless moans that Jennifer's tonguing was eliciting. Jennifer was licking all over her pussy with her amazing tongue and making her head feel like she was flying through the sky on a cloud of pleasure.

"Yeah right," Rose said. "Looks like you need a reminder of how fucking good I am at eating pussy."

Michelle reflexively tensed up. She had been through her share of Rose's reminders before and she was expecting a hard spanking, but instead she got something else entirely. Rose got her mouth back to work, acting as a team with Jennifer to lick and suck her wet, horny pussy.

"AHHHHHH GOD!!!" Michelle called out to the heavens at the instant ecstasy of a double-tonguing from two beautiful girls. "SOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOD!!! YESSSSSSSSSS IT IS SOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOD!!! BOTH OF YOU LICK ME!!! LICK ME FAST AND GOOD AND MAKE IT ALL FEEL SO HOT!!! OOOOOH!!!"

This was hardly the first time Jennifer and Rose had shared a pussy so it didn't take them long to get their tongues into synch. At first they licked together, lapping at Michelle's wet folds before meeting and rubbing their tongues together in a sticky juice swap. They did that a bunch of times, Michelle's cries getting louder and stronger each time, and then kissed each other, with Michelle's clit caught in the middle and throbbing between both pairs of perfect lips.

Michelle was close to shrieking with desire from that action, but Jennifer and Rose didn't keep it up for too long. Their lips and tongues were too occupied to communicate verbally, but they shared the same thoughts. They both wanted to get some more licks in before they sent Michelle over the edge, so they split up their missions and attacked different hot spots on their maid.

While Jennifer tongue fucked Michelle, licking up her juices and teasing her clit with the tip of her tongue, Rose sucked on her labia. She captured the juicy lips in her mouth and enthusiastically nursed them, making them flare and shudder and causing Michelle's juices to drip down into Rose and Jennifer's lips.

Michelle just wished she could actually see this. She didn't dare turn around and cause even a second's delay to see how good Rose and Jennifer looked, but she certainly imagined it. She pictured the two beautiful actresses naked and kneeling before her, worshiping her for once when usually it was the other way around. She imagined their asses looked so hot, sticking out with four absolutely perfect cheeks available for inspection. Michelle giggled to herself as she pictured the expression about more buns than a bread factory, but that laugh was quickly replaced with intense moaning as the girls switched.

Now it was Jennifer sucking on her pussy lips and Rose tongue fucking her. Michelle cried out from the hard tongue-lashing she was getting from Rose as Jennifer munched on her. This had to look so hot because it certainly felt absolutely incredible. Michelle made a note to herself to check later for a camera in the kitchen. There were enough in all the other rooms, so perhaps the mansion's previous owner had hidden one in the sugar can.

"GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH OOOOOOOOOH MYYYYYYY I AM GETTING CLOSE!!!" Michelle cried before falling back into French moans that neither Rose nor Jennifer could understand. But that didn't stop them from correctly assuming Michelle's words were compliments.

Michelle's hands were getting so antsy as she rapidly approached orgasm. Grabbing onto the counter simply wasn't going to do. She began reaching for her uniform pushing it off her shoulders with wild grabs that didn't always hit her mark. When she did get her uniform far enough off her shoulders, she just tugged it down enough of the way to expose her tits. Michelle held her bare breasts in her hand and squeezed them while her heart pounded in her chest and her pulse and mind raced.

Since they had both Michelle's words and the growing heat and tightness of her pussy to show she was close to orgasm, Jennifer and Rose shared a look and moved in as one. They knew just how to finish off Michelle.

Both girls grabbed an ass cheek to spread their maid open as wide as they could and, that accomplished; they went after Michelle's clitoris. Their tongues attacked as one, licking Michelle's ballooned pleasure bud with hard, steady licks. With two tongues going after her sexual core, Michelle shot up straight like a rod and screamed out in a rush of pure bliss.

No one, especially not someone as worked up as Michelle was, would have been able to resist a double clit licking from tongues as skilled as Rose's and Jennifer's. It took only a few licks for the two girls to get Michelle screaming in French and filling their waiting mouths with her orgasmic essence.

"OOOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSS FUCK MEEEEE!!!" Michelle roared as her pussy spasmed with creamy release. "OOOOOOOOOH AHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE IT!! I AM LOVING IT SOOOOOOO MUCH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!"

If anyone was wondering what the heck was happening in the kitchen, Michelle's orgasmic screams would have told them everything they needed to know. The maid's hands mauled her own tits as the rest of her topless body shook and sweated under her uniform. Jennifer and Rose continued ravishing Michelle's pussy with their tongues as she came, earning them both facefuls of girl cum as a reward.

The pleasure reached its intense highs for Michelle and she unconsciously bent down further, planting her face right against the countertop where Rose had just been laying. Her tits smashed against the hard surface and Michelle's hands slapped down against it repeatedly as she screamed her ecstasy.

Through every scream and every spasm, Rose and Jennifer kept licking and when their maid had finally dripped the last drop of her orgasm the two immediately fell into a long, wet, cummy kiss.

The two actresses ran their hands all over each other's naked bodies as their tongues rubbed together. They caressed each other's tits and up over their bare backs while they shared Michelle's flavor and left the blonde bent over and moaning.

"How's that for a Christmas bonus?" Rose grinned as she took the liberty of wiping her sweaty, sticky fingers on Michelle's ass.

"Mmmmm that is why this is my favorite time of year," Michelle sighed blissfully.

Her costume quickly cleaned of Love's essence; Alyssa slipped it back over her body. It was a shame she had to clean it. She did get a naughty rush from thinking about having her friend's cum on her Mrs. Claus outfit and it wasn't like it had been hopelessly stained or anything, but ultimately Alyssa knew even one question about what happened would have been too many.

She was running a little bit behind now, but Alyssa wasn't panicking. She knew she could make it up by inching slightly over the speed limit while on the freeway and since she was usually over the limit anyway and hadn't gotten a ticket in years, she wasn't worried about being pulled over. After all, it would have been downright Scrooge-like to give Mrs. Claus a ticket on Christmas Eve.

Alyssa's biggest concern was over how long she was going to have to wait to address the growing need her libido was inspiring. Having her quickie fun with Love had stoked her sexual fires and Alyssa just wished she had time to take care of her own pleasure too. She knew Love would have been more than willing to return the favor with her own fingers or, even better, her tongue.

But looking up at the clock had confirmed she didn't have time to stay and play any more. That meant waiting a few hours before getting off, but Alyssa had never been the type to run in and out of a charity event in 10 minutes. She was going to be there until the last present was handed out and, since her pussy didn't like being denied, that meant she was going to be one horny Mrs. Claus by the time she got home.

Oh well, Alyssa told herself as she gave her tits a long squeeze through the red felt, a few hours wait wasn't going to kill her. Besides, she was sure her housemates would be happy to greet her home with a series of orgasms. It didn't have to be the holiday season for her to get treatment like that.

Now that her costume was cleaned and buttoned up again, Alyssa headed for the door. But before she could her cell phone rang and, after answering it, she was quickly told that there was a minor complication with her appearance. Alyssa's mind immediately whirled around and she realized that her housemates could potentially help her that day in a way beyond sex. * * * * *

Her pussy still tingling from Alyssa, Love finished off her stocking and tree decoration, at least for now. Love could admit to herself that she was probably never going to get everything decorated as perfectly as she wanted it to be, but that didn't mean she was going to stop trying.

Deciding to take a break, Love slumped down on the couch and took a look at her handiwork. Her friends had definitely helped out where they could, but she had taken the lead from the tiniest piece of tinsel all the way to the star atop the tree and it definitely looked good.

There were lights flashing, but not too many. There were ornaments filling the branches, but it wasn't too heavy. And there was tinsel shining without it looking like a reject from a Las Vegas Christmas tree show.

Overall it was Christmasy, without being tacky and Love was satisfied. But there was just one thing missing. The mansion was missing one touch of Christmas that would have fit in perfectly with the spirit of the place.

Love wasn't the only one who felt that way and that was proven when Love closed her eyes for a minute and opened them to find a green leaf dangling over her head.

"Surprise! Mistletoe!" Jessica Alba said, sneaking up behind Love to show off what she'd found before leaping onto the couch, settling in next to her housemate and giving her a happy kiss.

"You found some!" Love squealed in delight as soon as the kiss ended. "Jess! You're the best!"

That earned Love another kiss as the two girls properly followed the tradition. Love had been looking everywhere for mistletoe, but it was almost as hard to find in California as snow was.

"How'd you do it?" Love asked.

"I have my ways," Jessica mysteriously replied, before getting the subject back to where she wanted it to be...on kissing. "Now is the tradition to just give a peck under the mistletoe or are you allowed to do a full on make out?"

"Mmmmm making out is definitely ok," Love declared before she and Jessica began doing just that.

"Good, because I think you owe me now for finding this and a little peck on the lips just isn't going to do it," Jessica smiled.

The two girls quickly got lost in their kisses. None of the mansion's residents ever needed an excuse to make out, but if this was the mistletoe tradition then both Jessica and Love felt as though they were duty bound to honor it.

After what Alyssa had done to her, Love was far from unsatisfied, but she always wanted more, especially when someone as beautiful as Jessica was involved. Love had pulled her robe back on, but Jessica quickly took care of that by slipping her hands inside it and helping herself to a feel of Love's tits.

"Oooooh your nipples are already hard," Jessica observed. "Did I get you that horny with just a kiss or were you acting naughty before I got here?"

"Wouldn't you like to know," Love giggled. "You're going to have to lick that secret out of me."

"Naughty girl," Jessica moaned before giving Love another kiss and massaging her tits.

"Mmmmmm yeahhhhh so they keep telling me," Love sexily sighed as she helped Jessica out by shrugging her robe off her shoulders to expose her naked chest. This was shaping up to be quite a morning. It felt like if she never left this room then she'd never stop getting laid, which seemed like more than a fair bargain for Love.

Jessica was in a t-shirt and shorts and when Love's hands started to get grabby she found her nipples were starting to swell up nicely under her shirt and bra. Both girls moaned softly as they kissed and touched each other. They were completely lost in their kiss and until Rose cleared her throat, they had no idea they were being watched.

Even though seeing girls make out was hardly a rare occurrence at the mansion, Jessica and Love both sheepishly broke their kiss and looked up after having been caught. They found a smiling Rose and Jennifer looking in on them, obviously enjoying the show.

"I wanted to see if you were done decorating but I see you're busy with something else," Rose smirked.

"Jealous?" Jessica teased.

"Not when I've got this sexy bitch here," Rose replied before grabbing Jennifer and kissing the surprised actress. Jennifer hadn't been expecting to be grabbed, but she certainly didn't fight the kiss.

"I think I finally got the tree the way I wanted it," Love declared, pulling up her robe again as she hopped off the couch. She set sex aside for a moment in order to show off her handiwork.

"Oh Love it's beautiful," Jennifer said. "You really did a great job."

Jennifer looked over the tree and the stockings, but her eyes also couldn't help but glance over to the box and notice there were two stockings left inside. She didn't have to peek in to know those stockings had "Sarah" and "Britney" written on them, a silent reminder that not everyone was here this year, which reminded Jennifer of all the changes of the past year and brought back stirrings of her earlier melancholy.

"Thanks," Love smiled. "I really want it to be perfect. What do you think Rose?"

"It's really nice," Rose said. "But it's gonna be a bitch to clean up with all those pine needles on the floor. Plus getting sap on your hands from touching it. I never got into trees. They're a lot of work for only a little fun."

"How can you focus on the one negative thing about having such a great tree?" Love demanded. "Where's your Christmas spirit Rose?"

"Bah humbug," Rose grumbled without losing her smile.

"Awwwwww no humbugging in this house tonight," Love insisted. "It's not allowed. I forbid it."

"Oooooh the fascist ghost of Christmas present," Rose teased. "I'd forgotten you were Lil Miss Militant when it comes to Christmas."

"I just want everyone to have a wonderful Christmas," Love frowned. "I'm not a fascist."

"I was just teasing," Rose said, wrapping her arms around Love and hugging her housemate. "You really did a good job."

"You really like it?" Love asked.

"Of course I do," Rose said. "It's really pretty. I'm just not Miss Christmas. I do like it though."

"How can you not like Christmas?" Love demanded, her face completely shocked as though she had just found out Rose had been faking her orgasms through the years.

"I like it, I just don't love it," Rose admitted. "It's just not a big deal to me."

"Isn't this the part where you get visited by the three ghosts or something," Jessica joked.

"No I think it's when Rose sees how different life would be if she'd never been born," Jennifer said with a laugh.

"Hey I already know what life would be like without me," Rose said. "It'd be fucking boring. You'd all be home mailing Christmas cards out with your boyfriends or something and singing carols. Borrrrrrring."

"I like singing carols," Love frowned again. "And Christmas isn't boring!"

"Ohhhh don't be mad at me," Rose urged, keeping her hug around Love. "I don't want to ruin your Christmas. You really did a great job. I'm just not into the whole Christmas spirit thing. I don't think you should be nice just because it's one month on the calendar. Most of the stuff out there is just to try and get you to buy more junk. It's all about buy, buy, buy. It's all commercialized. Being nice one month a year doesn't make any sense. You should be nice all year."

"You're just a grinch Rose," Love said, pulling away. "A big, mean grinch. There is such a thing as Christmas spirit. It's when you take that extra step for someone to show you how much you care about them. You may not see it, but I sure do. You can be cynical all you want, but that doesn't mean we have to be too."

Before the argument over the existence of Christmas spirit could continue, there was a sudden interruption.

"Ok, who wants to be an elf?" Alyssa asked as she walked into the room after a frantic search for her friends throughout the mansion.

"Who wants to be a what now?" Rose wondered with a shake of her head as she threw herself down in a chair. After her fun with Jennifer and Michelle she hadn't bothered getting dressed. She was still completely naked as she stretched out in the chair and looked like she had no intention of changing that any time soon.

"An elf," Alyssa repeated. "We've got the costume, the hat, the ears, everything. We just need someone to fill it. The girl we had lined up backed out at the last second."

"This is your charity thing?" Jessica asked.

"Yeah we're giving out toys to needy kids," Alyssa explained. "We've got a Santa. I'm Mrs. Claus and we need two elves. We've got one, but we need a second quick and I was hoping one of you would do it."

"Gee I really want to," Love began. "But I've got so many things left to do today. Maybe I can fit it in if I..."

"Don't sweat it Love," Alyssa said. "You've already done enough. You're definitely on the nice list this year. What about the rest of you?"

There was no immediate response from any of her other housemates.

"C'mon this is for charity!" Alyssa urged. "Helping needy kids! It's Christmas time for fuck's sake! Someone's gotta help!"

"I think I speak for everyone when I say we like helping kids but hate elf costumes," Rose said. "If I'm gonna be in a costume for someone, it's gonna be for a sex game. Let me know when you need a nurse or a cheerleader or something."

"Don't listen to her Lyssa, she's just a grinch," Love said. "She's got no Christmas spirit."

Rose frowned at the sound of that. She didn't expect Love's feelings to be hurt by just one comment and her friend didn't seem to be joking about this whole "grinch" thing. She just thought that the idea of being extra nice to people just because the calendar said December was a crock.

"What about you Jessica?" Alyssa asked. "C'mon. It's for kids!"

"Well..." Jessica started to say as she searched for a good excuse.

The truth was she didn't really have an excuse. She just felt like staying here today. She'd been running all over everywhere getting her holiday preparations were done, mailing out cards and packages, getting the perfect gifts and of course, finding the mistletoe. She wanted a lazy Christmas where she could just kick back and spend time with her friends and not have to, you know, do anything.

Of course it was hard to say no to a children's charity. Alyssa was definitely insistent and Jessica wasn't finding a good enough excuse to tell her no. A quick look over at Jennifer saw she felt the same way. They really were trapped, but fortunately the next person who came in saved them.

"So that's where you guys are," Jewel said as she walked inside. "I was wondering if you'd all been kidnapped or something. What's going on?"

"I need an elf," Alyssa answered before explaining her entire situation to Jewel. "Want to help?"

Her answer was a relief to everyone in the room.

"Sure, I'd love to," Jewel smiled. "When do we have to go?"

"Like five minutes ago," Alyssa said as she hustled Jewel toward the door. "You can get dressed once you're there. The costume will be waiting for you."

"Is this costume gonna fit me?" Jewel asked. "I mean...ummm is it gonna be able to hold me in?"

Jewel then grabbed her breasts, showing exactly what she meant. It wasn't a silly question. Being busty was a lot of fun when it came to sex, but also made things a little more complicated when trying on clothes. If the girl the costume had been made for was a smaller cup size, then it was probably going to make for a rather bosomy Christmas for her.

"Ummm...we'll just worry about that later," Alyssa said, grabbing Jewel's hand. "We'll deal somehow. But right now we gotta go!"

Though she'd tried her best to just shrug them off, Love's words were still resting on Rose's mind later that morning. Love hadn't been angry with her, but she had impacted Rose far more than if she had screamed and yelled at her. Rose had never wanted to disappoint any of her housemates, but that was the look she had gotten from Love when she had refused to share her Christmas spirit.

Rose was left wondering if her housemates really saw her like that. Did they only think she was some kind of quick tempered, cynic? She had always hid her vulnerabilities from her friends, but that was only because Rose didn't want them to see what she had kept secret for so long, not because she didn't want them to think she had feelings.

She liked Christmas. She enjoyed being with the people she loved most in the world. She just wasn't some sugar plumb fairy or anything. But the last thing she wanted was for her friends to think she didn't care. What if Love really thought that was how she was? What if all of them felt that way?

Rose enjoyed being the mansion's queen hedonist. She had a well-earned reputation around here and she wore it like a badge of honor. That didn't mean she wanted it to come at the expense of people thinking she didn't have a heart.

The question of how her housemates really felt and what she could do to change it, rested on Rose's mind as she lay flat on her back and stared up at the ceiling and she couldn't figure out how to stop that. But fortunately there were always distractions around the mansion and before Rose could consider this any further, a very excited distraction ran into her room.

"Rose! Rose! Rose! Oh my God!" Christina Aguilera squealed with the utter joy of a teenager who had just been told she could throw her first party.

"What? Someone slip meth into your cornflakes or something Chrissy?" Rose asked.

"Even better!" Christina declared, bouncing with every step as she zipped over to Rose and sat down on the bed. She held something in her hand with the reverence of a golden ticket.

"Look! Look what I got! I can't even fucking believe it! I've been wanting this for so long I can't believe it's really happening!" Christina giddily babbled as she thrust the paper she held in her hand into Rose's face.

Rose decided to humor her friend and glanced down at it. She quickly saw it was an invitation and her eyes widened when she read the finely printed script on it. She hadn't been far off when she had thought it was some kind of golden ticket, but this was access to something way better than any stupid chocolate factory.

"Is that what I think that is?" Rose asked, her breath almost leaving her just at the sight of it.

"You bet your ass it's what you think it is," Christina laughed as she lay down next to Rose and began kicking her legs and pumping her fists in triumph. "I can't fucking believe it! Let me read it to you, 'Christina Aguilera, you and a guest are invited to the annual Victoria's Secret Christmas Eve Celebration. Be there by 10 p.m. sharp. The doors will be locked at that time. This invitation can be redeemed by only you.'"

"Hollllllly shit," Rose gasped in amazement. There hadn't been much she hadn't done sexually. She had left men and women trembling for her touch and begging for more. She had been a VIP at the most exclusive sex clubs. She had been the last girl standing at some of the wildest parties outside of the time of Caligula. But this was a peak she had never scaled.

"I just got it," Christina said, her heart pounding with impatient excitement. "I'm not going to fucking last until 10! I need this to happen now! This is unfucking believable! The hottest fucking orgy of the year and I get to go!!!"

The Victoria's Secret Christmas Eve Celebration was no mere fashion show. It was an invitation-only orgy so exclusive that the organizers were unknown to anyone but themselves. It's location shifted year after year all over the world and security tighter than the White House. No one who was not invited could attend with absolutely no exceptions.

It was so exclusive that it was thought to be a sexual urban legend. But those in the know, knew it was all real. The hottest girls. The hottest guys. All in one location for one night where absolute debauchery was the only rule that was followed. A lot of crazy things had happened in the mansion, but Rose and Christina were both under no illusions that anything they had done here in any way compared to what happened at this once a year event.

Neither of them had ever been to it before, but they had heard stories. Ohhhh had they heard stories. They didn't know which ones were real and which ones were made up by poseurs just trying to pretend they had been on the guest list, but it scarcely mattered. They had been told again and again that the limits of their imagination couldn't even touch how wild it really got there.

Victoria's Secret did not sanction the event, but that never stopped the models from being the star attractions. Gisele. Tyra. Heidi. And more. They were all going to be there as willing fuck toys ready and eager to be ravished by the horny guests of all genders. The organizers using standards only they knew made the secret guest list. Only a select few were blessed enough to receive entry.

"I didn't even know it was in Los Angeles until I got this!" Christina continued on, her words coming out mile a second. "I don't even know how I got on the guest list! I just can't believe this is happening. I heard that Cindy Crawford will be there this year! And Elle MacPherson too! It's gonna be every model I've ever wanted to fuck! It's a dream come true Rose! My fucking dream has finally come true! I want you there with me! Please say you'll come with me! I want you there to see how fucking nasty I'm going to get tonight!"

"You have to even ask?" Rose laughed, her eyes alight as her imagination dreamed up the sexual delights that would be before her that night. "Of course I'll go! I've been dying to go for years! You fucking kill for these invitations! If you didn't invite me I'd never speak to you again Christina!"

Christina let out another happy yelp of pure excitement and rolled over on top of Rose, pressing her pixyish body over her sexual mentor's and began kissing all over her face.

"I've never wanted anything more than this!" Christina declared. "I'm going to fuck every single person there! I don't care how many people are there! I'm going to fuck them all! I want all their cum on me and fucking in me! I'll fuck the men! I'll fuck the women! I'll fuck transfuckingvestites if they're there! I'll do it all!"

Any other time, Rose probably would have teased Christina about her enthusiasm, but this time she stayed silent because she felt the same exact way. She would have run the streets red with blood to get a peek inside this party and now that she was going to be a guest, Rose was planning on taking full advantage.

"You're going to have to race me to get them all," Rose grinned, her eyes wickedly twinkling. "Mmmmm every single ass in that place is going to be mine at the end of the night."

"Ooooooh is someone getting cock hungry after all these years?" Christina teased before planting her lips onto Rose's in a kiss. "Are you actually going to fuck a guy Rose? I can't remember the last time that happened."

"Hey it's a once in a lifetime experience isn't it?" Rose laughed. "You're not the only one who wants to get her brains fucked out, you know."

It had definitely been a long time since Rose had felt a man inside her. Ever since the day Sarah and Love had broken into her trailer, Rose had been all about pussy. Even that one night in the jail cell with Love where she had taken on all those cops and Rose had been tempted to join in and suck and fuck a few of those hard cocks she had held fast to her girls only policy.

But the thought of losing all control and letting anyone and everyone at the party fuck her sounded like absolute heaven to Rose. She didn't care if it was men or women there, she just wanted to feel good and have erotic memories to last her lifetime.

"Oooooooh I definitely wanna share a big cock with you Rose mmmmmm fuck I wanna share a bunch with you," Christina groaned, grinding her body against her friend's. "I wanna the both of us to get pounded and fucked and stuffed with cock while we make out like fucking pussy starved sluts and get those whore models hot to lick all that gooey cum out of our cunts and asses."

Rose loved the sound of that and she moaned and gave Christina a passionate kiss, sealing their agreement to do just that as soon as possible at the party. An experience like this had been almost too much for Rose to even dream she'd be a part of and now that it was hers for the taking she couldn't get to it fast enough. Her heart was pounding just as hard as Christina's was. Now she truly was like a kid waiting for Christmas, but it wasn't some toy she was waiting to unwrap.

But that thinking brought Rose right back to where she had been and since she had one of her closest friends there with her in the bed, she decided to take advantage of it.

"Hey Chrissy, I got a question for you?" Rose asked.

"And the answer is yes, you can definitely fuck me up the ass tonight in front of everyone," Christina giggled, assuming what Rose's question.

"Hey I never ask for permission for something like that!" Rose laughed back as her hands reached around back and squeezed Christina's ass through the micro shorts she wore. "I just see something I like and I take it. But this is a serious question."

"Sure Rose. What is it?" Christina asked, trying to calm her libido for a second to listen. She owed Rose everything. She had been the one to show her how good girls were. She had been the one who brought her to the mansion for the first time. When Rose talked, she listened.

"What do you think of me?" Rose inquired.

"What do you mean?" Christina replied. "You're the best fuck I've ever had in my whole life. You're fucking amazing Rose! That's why I want you to come with me."

"No, I mean as a person," Rose explained. "Do you think I'm some kind of bitch? Like I don't care about things enough."

"Fuck no," Christina simply declared. "You're fine Rose. Now why are you asking me boring questions like that when we should be talking about all the people we're gonna fuck tonight?"

"No reason," Rose said, pushing the thoughts out of her head and deciding to concentrate on something much more fun. "You're right Chrissy. Let's think about tonight. In fact mmmmmmm let's get some practice in so we can show these sluts how to do it right."

That was just what Christina wanted and it wasn't long before their clothing was off and their fingers and tongues were getting in practice neither of them needed. Still just because you were already great at fucking didn't mean you couldn't work toward being a little better.

The sounds of Rose and Christina's practice were easy to hear in the row of bedrooms that filled the mansion's second floor, especially if you had the room right next to them. That was the situation Jessica found herself in and part of her reflexively wanted to bang on the wall and tell them to quiet down. Luckily Jessica caught herself before she made a dumb mistake like that.

She loved hearing the sounds of her housemates playing and Jessica was tempted to walk on over to the next room and join in the fun. It had been almost a whole 12 hours since she'd gotten laid and that was practically a lifetime in Malibu, but Jessica didn't get very far with that. She was going to have herself a lazy Christmas and she meant it.

If she was going to have sex, it was going to have to come to her. Today was just a day for vegging out. Besides she knew soon enough Rose and Christina would hunger for another partner and come and find her waiting for them. Right now she was most happy sitting here in her room, playing around on her laptop and listening to her housemates fuck each other silly.

As her ears delighted in the sounds of lesbian lovemaking, Jessica busied her other senses by surfing around the net. If this wasn't a perfect way to spend a lazy Saturday then Jessica didn't know what was.

Jessica wouldn't have admitted it to anyone, but when she did spend serious time on the Internet she always found herself Googleing her own name and seeing what came up. She knew a lot of celebrities probably partook in this egotistical habit, but that didn't make her any prouder of doing it. Still that shame didn't keep her from doing it and she typed in her name to see what people thought of her.

It was the usual. Gossip reports linking her to people she had never even met much less slept with. Comic book fans worried that Fantastic Four 2 was going to suck even worse than the first one. And of course pictures paparazzi took of her in a bikini. There never seemed to be a shortage of them out there and, while she claimed to hate them in the press, Jessica secretly loved having them out there.

She loved knowing her body was sought after. She imagined boys taking their cocks out and whacking off to her barely dressed bikini pictures and, even better, girls rubbing their wet pussies as they imagined her stripping out of her suit and rolling around naked with them on the sand. Knowing people wanted her like that always gave Jessica's pussy a rush and was definitely part of the reason she was always willing to be talked into getting sexy at her photo shoots.

Before Jessica's net exploration took her any deeper, her cell phone suddenly rang, snapping her out of her little trance. She didn't recognize the number on display, but this number was only given out to Jessica's circle of friends and lovers, so she was confident this was not about to turn into some kind of prank call.

"Hello?" Jessica said as she clicked open her phone.

"Jess? Hey it's Trish!" a familiar voice on the other end said, immediately getting a happy squeal out of Jessica.

"Trish! Oh my God! How the hell are you?" Jessica asked. "I haven't heard from you in so long!"

"I know I've been terrible about calling you," Trish Stratus sheepishly replied. "It's just that everything's been crazy lately. We've been all over the world and back it seems and I just never have time."

"Awww don't worry," Jessica said. "It's just really good to hear from you!"

Jessica had never been a wrestling fan. But her perspective on sports entertainment and, more specifically, the women who participated in it, changed at the end of Dark Angel's run when Amy Dumas, best known to wrestling fans as Lita, had signed on for a guest role. Jessica had wanted to fuck the sexy redhead from the moment she laid eyes on her and one day, in her trailer, she had gotten that chance and took full advantage, stripping the wrestler of her clothes and inhibitions and leaving the both of them naked, sweaty and so very satisfied.

Amy had been the first girl Jessica had ever seduced. It had been an amazing experience and it had led to so much more for the both of them. Jessica knew some of the details, enough to form a sexy picture in her mind.

Amy had apparently been harboring secret crushes on the girls she wrestled with and her encounter with Jessica had eventually resulted in her getting in the panties of more hot girls who worked for the company. It had liberated Amy and shown her that her desires for other girls were nothing to fight, but rather something to indulge in and enjoy.

The first girl Amy had made a play for was Trish, but by the time she had gotten to her, someone had already taken her lesbian cherry and that someone had been Jessica. One unforgettable afternoon, Jessica had gone looking for Amy when the WWE had come to Los Angles and had found Trish instead.

Jessica had struck an immediate friendship with the buxom, blonde wrestler but Trish had wanted more, lots more. Amy had told her friend all about what had happened between her and Jessica not knowing that Trish had been harboring secret lesbian lusts of her own. That had led to a starring role for Jessica in many of Trish's fantasies and when she met her that day she had not let the opportunity pass her by.

They had ended up making love in the steam room, even scoring the bonus prize of having leggy Stacy Keibler walk in and join them, and it had been a memorable experience for all of them.

Since that first encounter, Jessica and Trish had become friends and lovers. Unfortunately, with the WWE traveling all around the world with virtually no breaks in between, chances for them to hook up had been few and far between. But that hadn't stopped them from calling and e-mailing each other whenever they could. Jessica and Trish found they had a lot in common and they chatted about everything friends do, from men to shopping to reality television, but their conversations had often revolved around women and, more specifically, the ones they seduced into their beds.

Jessica had made sure not to spare a single detail in telling Trish all about the sexy adventures in Malibu and beyond. She had told her everything about her and Jennifer Garner, her problems with Avril Lavigne and, of course, the orgy in Jamaica. Trish had hung on every word and, in return, told Jessica all about how she and Amy had reunited after Amy's long injury layoff and had fucked that first time in the shower and how that first encounter had grown until Diva after Diva had ended up fucked and licked into orgasming submission by one or both of them.

Both Trish and Jessica loved hearing each other's sexy stories, but this time they kept things relatively clean. They chatted about how things were going, how their families were doing and complained about holiday shopping and stress. But eventually Trish revealed that she had called up Jessica with a purpose in mind and got to her point.

"So listen Jess...I was actually calling because I hoped you would be able to do me a favor," Trish said.

"Oh really? Is there any chance that this favor involves you and me getting naked and doing some serious licking?" Jessica asked.

"Mmmmm I wish," Trish replied with obvious arousal. "I'm in Toronto right now, though. So unless you feel like hopping the next plane I think I'm going to have to take a rain check."

"Damn," Jessica sighed. She wasn't surprised, just a little disappointed. She was hoping Trish was calling because she was in town and wanted to hook up. "Well what can I do for you Trish?"

"Well I have this friend," Trish began. "And I don't mean to impose on you or anything, but I was hoping you could check in on her for me. She's in LA right now doing auditions and trying to find work as an actress. She just got fired here and she was really down about it. I was hoping maybe you could stop in and see her and go out for coffee or something. I didn't want her to be alone on Christmas."

"Are you trying to set me up on a blind date?" Jessica giggled.

"Nooooooo," Trish replied, sharing the laugh. "I just was hoping you could, you know, cheer her up and all that. She took getting fired from here pretty rough."

"I want to Trish, but LA's not like next door or anything," Jessica admitted. "I was just planning on chilling today."

"Please, Jessica," Trish urged. "You'd really be doing me a favor and I'd totally owe you. Mmmmm I'd owe you lots. Besides, you'll definitely like her. She's really energetic and fun and just full of life. Plus, she's pretty fucking hot if you ask me."

"Ohhhhhhhhh realllllllly," Jessica grinned, her interest picking up. "So is this girl a special friend of yours?"

"You could say that," Trish answered with a giggle. "It depends on how you define special."

"Well to me special means you fucked her brains out and left her begging for more," Jessica said before she and Trish both fell into laughter.

"In that case she's definitely special," Trish confirmed. "Mmmmm me and Amy had so much fun with her. She's like a fucking tiger in bed."

"I do like the sound of that," Jessica admitted.

"Please Jess," Trish continued to press. "I just know you're going to like her. It's not like you have to spend all day with her. Just hang out with her and cheer her up. Please. It's a favor to me."

Trish was making it very hard for her to say no. Jessica didn't want to be mean and she wanted to do favors for her friends. She just wished she didn't have to spend Christmas Eve driving into Los Angeles and back and ruining her plans to do absolutely nothing. This girl did sound hot, though, and Jessica wanted to help Trish out.

"Wellllllllllll...I dunno," Jessica said, showing her wavering.

"You haven't even seen her in person yet. Just wait till you do. You're going to be drooling in no time," Trish insisted.

"How will I know what she looks like?" Jessica asked.

"Awwwwwww Jess...I keep telling you to watch the shows and you never do," Trish pouted. "Tell you what, all you gotta do is Google her. Once you see her, you'll be jumping at the chance to meet her."

"Ok," Jessica said. "What was her name again?"

"Christy Hemme," Trish answered.

A few key strokes and click of the mouse later, Jessica had entered Christy's name and was greeted with pictures of a redheaded goddess that took her breath away on first sight.

"Oh wow," Jessica moaned.

"Told ya so," Trish snickered. "So what do you think now? Want to do me a favor?"

"What time should I meet her?" Jessica asked.

A lazy Christmas was out. Now it was definitely time for a new plan.

"Aren't you even going to give me a hint?" Sarah Michelle Gellar asked as she shook the wrapped present she'd been handed.

"Nuh uh," Alyson Hannigan playfully denied. "You gotta wait until Christmas morning to open it."

"C'monnnnnnnnnn at least give me a hint," Sarah whined while still smiling. "Don't make me wait. Lemme open it now. You can open your present if you let me open mine."

"No deal," Alyson smirked as she sat on Sarah's bed for their gift exchange. "This is a hardened fast rule. In fact I put a spell on your present that means if you open it up before Christmas morning it will magically transform from the really cool, thoughtful gift I got into an ugly sweater."

"You're mean," Sarah pouted. "I'm taking back your present and getting you something lame. I'm gonna give you the fruit cake that I got last year that's still in its box."

"Awwwwwwww don't be grumpy at Christmas," Alyson laughed, hugging her friend. "All it means is you've got to wait a few hours. You can do that, can't you? Just wait a little bit."

Sarah grumbled, but didn't pull herself away from her best friend's hug. In fact she surrendered to it, loving the feel of Alyson's sexy body pressing to hers. It made her long for what she knew she couldn't have, but she still didn't want to stop it.

"Here you can open this one," Alyson offered, breaking the hug and reaching into her bag for a smaller wrapped present.

"Oh Aly, you got me two presents?" Sarah said. "I only got you one. I'm sorry."

"That's ok, this is a special present I've wanted to give you for a long time," Alyson replied. "Open it up."

Having always loved presents, Sarah didn't hesitate to tear open the wrapping paper around the box. She quickly found out that the present wasn't what was inside the wooden box, it was the box itself.

"It's a wish box," Alyson explained as Sarah held open the small varnished box and peered inside. "My mother got me one when I was a kid and she and I do this every year. I wanted you to have one too. What you do is make one wish, write it down on a piece of paper and put it inside the box. Then over the next year the wish is supposed to come true. But don't tell anyone what your wish is or else you'll jinx it."

"Thank you Aly," Sarah said. "I love it. That's really sweet. I wish I'd gotten you something else too."

"That's ok, this was a surprise," Alyson smiled as she thought to herself that Sarah could give her a great gift if she'd make the wish she'd put into her box come true. Alyson's neatly folded piece of paper inside her box at home read "I wish Sarah would divorce Freddie." That was a wish Alyson definitely wanted to become reality.

Alyson felt so much distance between her and Sarah since she'd married Freddie and moved out of the mansion. It was so awkward for her to be Sarah's best friend while still trying to get over to Malibu whenever she could for some girl on girl fun. She just wanted things to be like they were before. Before Sarah had married Freddie. When she had her best friend and all that amazing sex all in one place.

Alyson loved being Sarah's best friend, but she missed being her lover. Even after Sarah had left the party and abandoned her housemates before the wedding, Alyson had been secretly hopeful that they would still be able to make love. She imagined being Sarah's secret lover, sneaking over when Freddie was away for illicit rendezvous and giving Sarah the female touch and incredible orgasms she needed because of her husband's inability to satisfy.

But Sarah had never given any sign that was what she wanted. Alyson knew her friend was denying herself and she couldn't figure out why. How could anyone give up everything she had for Freddie? How on Earth was he worth leaving the mansion behind forever? Alyson didn't say any of that to Sarah, though. She could see how hard a decision it had been, even if Sarah had refused to ever talk about it. Alyson didn't want to make her friend sad.

Alyson had been torn for months now. While she didn't want to torture her over having left the mansion, Alyson also knew Sarah had made the wrong decision. Alyson had never been convinced Sarah truly loved Freddie and she didn't believe for a second he was worth giving up being with her girlfriends for.

She just wanted Sarah to send her some kind of sign that she was unhappy so she could seize on it and finally tell Sarah about the mistake she'd made. There had been no sign, at least none that Alyson could see. But maybe, she thought to herself, she was looking the wrong way. Maybe Sarah was waiting for her to make the first move. It was definitely worth trying.

"You know there's another present I want to give you," Alyson suddenly said, going for it before she could talk herself out of it.

"Oh c'mon Aly, you've already given me so much already," Sarah protested. "I feel bad that I didn't get you more."

"I want to give you this," Alyson declared, grabbing Sarah by her waist and pulling her in for a kiss. It had been so long since the two friends had kissed but it was just like yesterday again as soon as Alyson's lips touched Sarah's and the former slayer melted into the redhead's tender, sexy kiss.

Just like they had so many times, the touch of their wet, pink lips together was sizzling. Their desires ran free as they kissed. Sarah's hands became instantly motivated to touch Alyson. She ran her hands up her friend's back, caressing her through her shirt as Alyson held Sarah close by her hips.

The kiss pushed Sarah over the edge and she lost control of the desires she had been trying to stifle. Without even thinking, she pulled Alyson's shirt over her head and threw it down onto the floor, exposing her best friend's lacy pink bra. Wondering if Alyson's panties were the same color and if they were getting as wet as hers rapidly were, Sarah next reached for her jeans.

The first kiss broke when the girls needed air, but that pausing didn't last. The second kiss began right after and then the third and the fourth. But just as Sarah was starting to lower Alyson's jeans down her hips and the redhead reached for Sarah's shirt to strip her down too, they were rudely interrupted by the phone.

"Noooooooo!" Alyson cried in frustration. "Don't answer it Sarah! Just ignore it!"

But that wasn't going to happen. Sarah broke free of Alyson's kiss and reached for the phone right next to her bed.

"Hello? Ohhhhhhhhhh hi Freddie," Sarah said, getting an immediate frown from Alyson.

No one had to tell the redhead that her and Sarah's lovemaking had ended before it even got started. With a sigh, Alyson pulled her jeans back up and fished around the floor for her shirt.

By the time Sarah finished her brief call with her husband, Alyson had her shirt back over her head and was getting up off the bed.

"Don't go Aly," Sarah said sadly.

"I think I should," Alyson replied.

"No please don't," Sarah begged. "I'm sorry that just happened Aly. I didn't mean to lead you on like that. I shouldn't have kissed you. I shouldn't have lost control. I'm so sorry."

"Sorry?" Alyson groaned in frustration. "Sarah why are you sorry for doing something we both wanted? I was the one that kissed you first. Remember? I know deep down this is what you want."

"No...I...I don't," Sarah claimed. "Not anymore. I'm...I'm married now. I can't do that anymore. I have...have to be faithful."

"I really should go," Alyson said, grabbing her bag from the floor and slinging it over her shoulder. "Have fun with your husband Sarah."

"No! Please! Don't leave angry Aly!" Sarah cried, jumping off the bed to block her friend from leaving. "I don't want to fight. Don't be mad."

Alyson saw once again how hard Sarah's struggle against the raging desires inside her were. It was all over her face. Any anger Alyson felt couldn't help but dissipate.

"I could never be mad at you Sarah," Alyson admitted. "I just wish you would let things be like how they used to be. I miss you Sarah. I miss being your lover."

"I just can't anymore," Sarah insisted. "I can't let things be like that. If I start, I'll never stop."

"Would that be so bad?" Alyson gently asked as her hand caressed Sarah's arm.

"No...I mean yes...I just can't be like that anymore," Sarah said. "I have to be true to Freddie. Please don't tempt me like this Aly."

Deciding to let it go for now, Alyson leaned in again and gave Sarah another kiss, but this one was a chaste peck of her lips to her forehead.

"I really should go," Alyson insisted. "But I want you to have a Merry Christmas."

"You too Aly," Sarah replied giving her a friend a hug. "Merry Christmas. I love you."

"Love you too," Alyson said before going for the door. "Don't forget your wish box Sarah. Put your wish in there tonight and I promise it will come true."

Alyson left the bedroom and soon the house and Sarah sat back down in her bed, burying her head in her hands, Alyson's wish box next to her leg. When her friend was safely gone, Sarah let the first tears escape her eyes. She'd been holding them in since she and Aly's kisses had been interrupted and now they rolled into her hands.

When, Sarah wondered to herself as she tried to dry her eyes. When was she going to forget about Malibu and be able to get on with the rest of her life?

Despite her mind very much being taken up by the erotic possibilities that lay ahead later that night, Rose couldn't shake feeling bad about Love. She loved how her housemate looked at her and to now see disappointment in those eyes dragged her heart down.

She wanted to set things right between them and she searched the mansion for Love before finding her in the kitchen, pulling a tray of cookies out of the oven. Once she was sure that it was safe, Rose came up behind Love and wrapped her arms around her waist while kissing her neck.

Love knew right away it was Rose and she couldn't help but smile and moan from her housemate's lips on her sensitive neck. Love backed up slightly, pushing her ass into Rose and grinding herself against her friend.

"Mad at me?" Rose asked.

"Mmmmmmm totally," Love answered without anger. "Just don't stop."

"Oh? So if I keep kissing you like this then you'll like me again?" Rose inquired before pressing her lips again and again to Love's neck.

"Maybe," Love moaned. "Oooooooooh yessssssss mmmmm it's a...ooooooooh...a good start..."

"See I'm nice," Rose pointed out. "I'm not mean."

"I never thought you were mean," Love explained, turning around in Rose's arms so they could be face to face. "I just wish you had the Christmas spirit. And I don't want you to make fun of me for having it."

"I wasn't making fun of you," Rose claimed. "I don't want to hurt your feelings. I want you to have a nice Christmas."

Love smiled. Even if she had really been mad at Rose there was no way she was going to be able to keep it up. Rose was too irresistible. Besides, who could be mad at Christmas?

"Then be nice and kiss me," Love requested.

Rose could easily do that. She pressed her lips to Love's and hungrily kissed her. The two girls breathed into each other as they kissed their bodies pressing together as they showed no differences in opinion could overcome all their similarities.

"Mmmm cookie breath," Rose giggled after pulling away from Love. "You helped yourself to a little of your baking, didn't you?"

"Maybe," Love giggled right back. "Here try one."

Love then picked up a cool cookie from a plate and pushed it into Rose's waiting mouth. It was a sugar cookie with red and green sprinkles on it and Rose accepted the tasty gift.

"Are you trying to get even by making me fat?" Rose asked.

"Mmmmm no, but that's an idea," Love grinned. "Don't worry baby. We can burn off those calories easy around here."

"Don't I know it," Rose said before giving Love another kiss. "You sure are making a lot of these though. You're going to turn us all into porkers."

"Well they're mostly for the guys next door," Love explained. "I figured I'd make them a lot as a Christmas present because they...you know...probably get the munchies a lot."

"Oh yeah, that's what this holiday needs, the three wise guys," Rose said with a roll of her eyes before she got a thwack in the arm from Love.

"See! That's what I was talking about," Love sighed. "You're always making fun! I want to do something nice for them! They're always nice to us. I want them to have a merry Christmas too. Is that wrong?"

"No, it's not wrong baby," Rose said, caressing Love's face. "I just don't want you to get all worked up in this Christmas stuff. You should be relaxing and having fun too, not spending all day decorating trees and making cookies. You get too wrapped up in this stuff."

"I just want everything to be perfect," Love said. "I want us to have the best Christmas ever here."

"We will," Rose promised. "Why are you so worked up about it? You weren't this big into it last year. I mean you were into it, but not this much."

"I...I...I just miss Sarah so much," Love admitted, unable to stop herself from revealing her true motive. "I miss her every day and I wish she was here with us. I mean I miss Britney too, but I really miss Sarah! But I don't want things to stop now that she's gone. I want us all to be together and have something real...like real friends and family. Not just like girls who..."

"Fuck each other silly?" Rose asked.

"Yeah that," Love said, unable to stop from cracking a smile. "I want a perfect Christmas. I don't mean to give you a hard time Rose, but I want you to feel it too. This is a magical time of year and when we're all together none of us can be lonely and none of us can miss anyone."

"No such thing as a perfect Christmas sweetie," Rose informed Love. "But we're gonna get damn close. Don't worry Love. I'll be smiling and jingle belling and sugar plumb dancing if that's what you want. In fact, I'll start now. You go relax. I'll take these cookies over to the boys."

"Really? You'd do that?" Love asked.

"Sure, maybe they'd even hook me up with some of that sweet chronic of theirs," Rose joked.

"Welllllllll I do have a little bit of shopping left to do," Love said as she considered Rose's offer.

"I told you to relax, not go shopping on Christmas Eve," Rose chastised.

"Just a few quick things and I'll be back," Love promised. "This is relaxing to me. I like doing nice things for people. I want to do this."

"Well if that's what you want," Rose said, with an affectionate sigh.

"I'll be back soon," Love said, giving Rose another peck on the lips. "Thanks for doing this Rose. But this doesn't get you totally off the hook. I'm going to make sure you have the Christmas spirit tonight one way or the other."

"It's Christmas Eve already," Rose pointed out. "Don't you think it's a little too late for that?"

"Hey better late than never," Love contended.

Love scurried out of the kitchen and Rose began loading the cookies into a tin, helping herself to one or two in the process. She was skeptical about ever getting the Christmas spirit. It still seemed like a crock to her. But she was willing to at least be open to it. That was a start.

Love wasn't the only person in Malibu with a case of Christmas fever. Right next door to the mansion, there was another person trying to insure his spot on Santa's nice list.

"Guys, guys, guys...look what I taught Julius to do," Delbert said as he rushed in with their loyal St. Bernard dog paddling behind him.

That got Waldo and Franklin looking up from their work and once Delbert had his friends' attention, he gave the dog the signal that it was time for their trick.

"Ok, Julius," Delbert said. "Jingle bells."

On cue the dog began barking out the holiday tune in perfect harmony, putting the infamous recording to shame.

"Wow Del, that's the most annoying thing you've ever taught him," Franklin observed. "Congratulations."

"Thanks," Delbert said as Julius finished up the song and waited for the Milk Bone that his master immediately tossed him. The snack was quickly devoured by the dog and Delbert turned his attention back to the stockings he had hung onto the wall, next to their Christmas tree decorated with flashing lights from top to bottom.

"Say you really think Santa's going to be able to get in here?" Delbert wondered. "I mean we don't have a chimney. I suppose he's good at improvising. After all he's able to get into apartments all over the world and he's never had a problem getting here before. But still, you gotta wonder. I mean you don't want to make it difficult for him to get inside. After all he might have more presents if we make it easy for him. Plus I'm a little concerned that the roof might not be able to handle the extra weight of all the reindeer on top of it. I don't want it to collapse. Think I should go up there and reinforce it or should I just paint a landing strip on the sand for him to park there?"

The sound of Delbert's concerns caused Franklin to turn to Waldo.

"Don't you think this is the year when we should finally break it to him that there's no Santa Claus?" Franklin asked.

"What? And risk a repeat of the Easter Bunny incident?" Waldo replied. "I think not. Let him live the illusion. He's not hurting anyone."

"I just hope Santa got the email I sent him the other day," Delbert said, continuing on. "I asked him to swing by especially to pick up the gift I got for Tara. I mean I don't know if she sent him her letter this year or not. She's probably been pretty busy. So I got her something just in case. But I need Santa to deliver it to her."

"You got her a present?" Waldo asked. "What did you get her?"

"This," Delbert said as he opened up an unwrapped box to reveal a glistening red ruby in the shape of a heart. "She's already got my heart. This gift just makes it official."

"How the hell did you afford that?" Franklin asked.

"I sold my blood every day for a month," Delbert reported triumphantly. "Did you know December is one of the biggest months for donations? Apparently people keep having decorating accidents and need the supplies. Anyways...I'm still feeling a bit woozy so I'm going to go lie down."

But before Delbert could rest, there was a knock on the door. With three bolts and a padlock on the steel enforced door, security was tight so Waldo approached it cautiously.

"Who is it?" Waldo asked.

"It's Jenna," a female voice said on the other side. "Let me in. I came to buy smoke from you guys. I totally ran out and I need it!"

"What's the password?" Waldo asked.

This got a pause from the other side of the door. Jenna knew she had to get this right or else she wasn't going to be able to get inside. And when they wanted it right, she knew it had to be to the last syllable right. Now if only she could remember it all. She thought it over, rehearsed it in her mind a few times and then finally spoke.

"Excuse me sir," Jenna said. "Would you have the time? My watch is broken and it's stuck on 4:20."

Jenna held her breath as she hoped she had given the right password. She only exhaled when she heard the bolts being slid and the padlock being undone. The door swung open and Jenna scurried inside. She wouldn't have gone through all this if their product hadn't been worth it. Plus she kind of liked the anonymity of coming to see these three guys.

To Waldo, Franklin and Delbert, she was just Jenna, the giggly, brunette who always had trouble remembering the password. But to most everyone else she was Jenna Haze, porn star.

It wasn't that she didn't like being recognized. She loved it. She got such a kick out of the VIP treatment. She loved meeting her fans and having her tell them how much her movies turned her on. That was such a rush and it always made her so horny to think of her fans getting off watching her fuck on film, but with these three guys it was kind of fun for them not know what she did.

Of course her employment had never really come up in their conversations, but Jenna sensed they didn't know. She could see it in their eyes. People looked at you differently once they knew you fucked for a living. It was natural, she supposed. But these guys didn't look like they had a clue.

It wasn't easy for her to always get to Malibu and these three weren't the most reliable when it came to house calls, but Jenna knew it was worth it to get her hands on their product. As a true joker, smoker and midnight toker, Jenna knew good shit when she smoked it and whatever these guys did to it made her float high and easy with no crash landings and more importantly no side effects, except for the occasional need to drive to the nearest Taco Bell at two in the morning.

"So you guys got for me?" Jenna asked. "I'm fucking desperate over here. I burned through my supply too early and no one else has it cause of the holiday. Turns out people need a lot of smoke to get through Christmas. So please tell me you've got stuff to sell me. I seriously need to blaze!"

"We have just the thing for you," Franklin said as he crouched down and opened the safe. Once the door was open he withdraw a long Tupperware container and opened it.

Right away Jenna was in love. It smelled perfect. She could practically taste how good this was gonna feel. The holidays were always so stressful and if she couldn't fuck that stress away, then she was sure as hell gonna smoke it.

"I'll take it," Jenna said gleefully.

"How much?" Franklin asked.

"The whole thing," Jenna stated, her eyes alight with the fun she could have with all this.

Waldo, Franklin and Delbert huddled together before emerging and giving Jenna the price tag. Even though she'd bought from them before, she still wasn't expecting it to be so high and it caused a reflexive tongue choke.

"How much?" Jenna asked and when she was sure she hadn't heard them wrong, she shook her head. "Wow that's more then I expected. Lemme see if I've got that much."

Jenna began rifling through her purse.

"You guys take Discover card?" Jenna asked only to be greeted with three firm shakes of the head "no."

"Hmmmm what about a personal check?" Jenna asked.

"Got three forms of ID?" Waldo asked, getting a headshake from Jenna this time.

Jenna didn't want to lose out on this stuff. She really was desperate for it. And desperate times called for desperate measures. She didn't like having to resort to this, but it was definitely necessary.

"Welllll maybe we can work out some kind of arrangement then," Jenna said seductively as she began inching up the white tank top she wore. "I can be a very nice girl you know. I'm sure there's something I can do for you guys that you'd like."

Waldo and Franklin looked very uncomfortable at the sound of the offer, but Delbert had an idea.

"Oooooooooooh sing us a Christmas song!" Delbert said.

"What? You serious?" Jenna asked in disbelief as she dropped her top back down. "I can't sing."

"True Christmas songs come from the heart not the lungs," Delbert sagely pointed out.

"Seriously? That's all you guys want from me? You could make me do anything you wanted and this is what you want? Me to sing to you?" Jenna asked.

Delbert enthusiastically nodded his head in agreement and Waldo and Franklin just shrugged their shoulders.

"Fine," Jenna said. "Any requests?"

"Anything is good," Delbert said as he and his friends stood for the show.

Jenna racked her brain to figure out what to sing. To say this was the last thing in the world she had expected to be doing today would have been putting it mildly. But she had catered to an audience before and, hey, at least she got to keep her clothes on this time. Finally she seized upon the one song she knew well enough to wing it. Years of church growing up hadn't been for naught.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh holy night...the stars are brightly shiiiiiiiiiiningggggggg..." Jenna began to sing.

The porn star continued through Oh Holy Night even as there was another knock on the door and Waldo went to answer it.

"Who is it?" Waldo asked.

"It's Rose, open up."

"What's the password?" Waldo asked.

"Oh Jesus fucking Christ," Rose snapped from the other side of the door. "Open the fucking door before I do the Nutcracker Suite with my feet on your crotches!"

Knowing that only the true Rose and not some undercover DEA agent or alien imposter would answer like that, Waldo quickly opened the door and let his neighbor in.

"About time," Rose muttered before reminding herself to be nice and Christmasy. "Here we brought you a pres..."

Rose stopped right in the middle of her sentence when she realized there was a woman in the middle of the room singing. She was just getting to the real lungpower part of the song and wasn't doing a bad job.

"Fallllllllllllllllllllllllllllll on your kneeeeeeeeees!" Jenna sang with growing enthusiasm. "Oh hearrrrrrrrrrrrr the angel voiiiiiiiiices!!!"

"What the hell is going on here?" Rose asked in disbelief. She'd seen some strange things here, but this was right up there on the top of the list. She also felt like she'd seen this girl before somewhere, but couldn't place where and when.

"Delbert wanted a song," Franklin answered with another shrug of his shoulders.

"Well I can honestly say this wasn't what I was expecting to find here," Rose said as she listened to Jenna sing. "Here Love baked you some cookies. Merry Christmas."

"Mmmmmm cookies," Waldo, Franklin and Delbert said simultaneously as Jenna noticed their new guest. While Rose didn't have instant recognition of Jenna, Jenna had no such problem of her own.

"Oh my God!" Jenna gasped, interrupting her song. "You're Rose McGowan!"

"You caught me," Rose admitted with a smile. She wasn't the biggest fan of being recognized and fawned over, but when hot girls were the ones fawning, then Rose had absolutely no problem with it. And whoever this girl was, she was definitely hot.

"I'm such a fan. I've seen so many of your movies and you're just awesome!" Jenna admitted, forgetting for a second about the sale she was trying to complete. She just hoped she wasn't coming off like a dork. She hadn't just liked Rose's movies. She'd also been nursing a serious crush on her for years.

While other girls in the porn industry went gay for pay, Jenna's lust for pussy was no act and Rose in person was even more of a turn on then on screen.

"Lemme guess, you want a refund for Ready to Rumble, right?" Rose said. "Or was it Phantoms that made you want to want to claw your eyes out?"

"What? No way! You were da bomb in Phantoms, yo!" Jenna giggled. She'd been dying to say that for years, but had never actually figured on meeting anyone from the cast.

"Goddamn right I was," Rose smiled. She definitely liked this girl. If only she could remember where she'd seen her before. She looked so damn familiar. She just couldn't place where she'd seen her face.

"Ummmm I don't want to sound like a complete loser here or anything, but could I have an autograph?" Jenna asked shyly.

"You can have more than that if you want it, honey" Rose winked, making Jenna's eyes grow wide.

Was Rose hitting on her? No that wasn't possible. Then again she had heard rumors that Rose was into girls. But it just couldn't be. That stuff was usually bullshit. There was no way Rose wanted to fuck her? Was there? What she had just said definitely sounded like flirting.

"Ummmmmm can you sign right here?" Jenna said, holding out the end of her tank top so Rose could sign the bottom of it. "I don't have any paper or anything."

"Sure," Rose said, giving the girl a more than obvious once over with her eyes. This little thing looked just scrumptious. She reminded Rose a little of Christina, except more natural. She had that tiny, tight look that often deceptively hid a sexual powder keg. Plus it was obvious that this girl wasn't wearing a bra under her tank top and her nipples were starting to get hard.

Waldo, Franklin and Delbert had become the forgotten men inside their own house. Rose barely acknowledged their existence as Franklin handed her a laundry marker.

"Who should I make it out to?" Rose asked, playing things a little coy until she was sure this girl was into playing the kind of games she and her housemates loved.

"Just make it out to Jen," Jenna replied, wishing Rose would rip the shirt off her body and clamp her mouth down on her tits.

That sent the light bulb in Rose's head flashing. Suddenly she knew exactly who this girl was.

"Holy shit! You're Jenna Haze!" Rose gasped. She'd seen her movies. Hell, she'd fucked herself to her movies!

"Wow! You know who I am?" Jenna asked. She wasn't egotistical enough to assume that everyone she met instantly recognized her and it was a huge ego boost for her to see someone like Rose look at her like a fan instead of it being the other way around.

"Fuck yeah!" Rose smiled. Now she wanted this girl more than ever. "I've seen your movies too. You're unbelievable. I love your old stuff. You're one sexy little cock whore, girl."

Rose sensed that Jenna would take that as a compliment and she was correct. The porn star smiled and blushed a little.

"What about my other stuff?" Jenna asked, desperately wanting this to be more than just a conversation about how much they loved each other's work. "Ummmm you like my girl/girl stuff too?"

"Mmmmm do I ever," Rose replied, taking the bait of Jenna's question and admitting her lust for girls. "Finger licking good. That's for damn sure."

Rose had loved both Jenna's older work, where she had become well known for enthusiastically taking cock, and often more than one, into her all willing and eager holes. But recently she'd only been doing girl on girl scenes and that was definitely a career choice that went over well at the mansion.

Love, being the secret porn fiend she was, had been singing Jenna's praises to all her housemates for months and when they finally watched her movies they had immediately seen why. Rose had been particularly taken with Jenna's giddy eagerness for all things sexual. She looked a hundred times hotter in person and Rose knew the temperature was going to rise even hotter than that once she got Jenna out of her clothes.

But thinking of Love gave Rose an idea. Her housemate had been a Jenna fan first and what better way to show off that she was able to get the Christmas spirit by not hogging Jenna all to herself, but rather sharing. Now all she had to do was convince Jenna to come next door with her and Rose didn't think that was going to be too hard.

"We love watching your movies," Rose declared. "Mmmm they always get us so hot. We can barely get through them without ripping each other's clothes off."

"We? Who's we?" Jenna inquired with a naughty smile, wondering if Rose was watching her movies with her boyfriend or, even better, her girlfriend.

"Why don't you come next door with me and find out?" Rose offered. "I've got some friends of mine I think you'd like to meet. I know they're all going to love a chance to meet you."

Things at the community center had gone very well. Jewel had managed to fit into her costume without looking like an elf stripper and the presents were almost all handed out. Seeing the happy look on the kids' faces as they got their gifts really made Alyssa feel good. It was easy to take having everything you wanted for granted and she had forgotten how happy a kid could be just by getting one nicely wrapped package.

Alyssa knew Jewel felt the same way. She didn't want to come off as sappy, but Alyssa really did feel good being selfless and helping others this time of year. It gave her a warm, fuzzy feeling inside. Jewel had really gotten in her elf's gig too and they had both had a lot of fun.

Of course not every kid was happy with what Santa had brought them this year.

"Awwwwwwwww I don't want this," a blonde kid with glasses said as he tore open the wrapping paper to find the action figure that lay underneath. "I want an Official Red Ryder Carbine Action Two Hundred Shot Range Air Rifle."

"What? Are you kidding?" Alyssa scoffed. "You'll shoot your eye out!"

The kid shuffled away disappointed and Alyssa turned to say something to Jewel when she saw her elf's attention was on something else. Not that Alyssa blamed her. She had been staring too since they'd gotten there and hadn't been able to help herself from wondering if she could take home what they were both longing for as a Christmas present.

Celebrities were playing all the roles that morning. Besides her and Jewel, John Goodman had been a natural Santa and everyone had gotten their fair share of giggles from Ryan Reynolds with a pair of fake antlers and glowing red nose as Rudolph. But the person Alyssa and Jewel couldn't stop thinking about was the girl playing Jewel's fellow elf. Her green and red fringed costume could do nothing to block how sexy she looked and how much it made both of them want to cross their names off the nice list so they could be naughty without impediment.

Unaware that she was being subtly gawked at, Anne Hathaway continued to hand out presents to kids and look as sweet and innocent as her Disney movies made her seem. Alyssa and Jewel weren't too blatant with their lustful gazes because not only were they in public, but they weren't there to girl watch. They were there to bring a Merry Christmas to the kids and they focused on that above all else. But that didn't mean thoughts about getting Anne under the mistletoe didn't dance through their heads every now and then.

As the line of kids got shorter, their fantasies got stronger. Jewel and Alyssa shared a series of looks that said what their lips couldn't right then. They both wanted Anne. They were both checking each other out. They didn't need to say it. They had been with so many girls together that their psychic lesbian powers were quite in tune with one another.

"I know what I want for Christmas," Jewel whispered into Alyssa's ear as they watched Anne hand a package to an overjoyed little girl.

"You and me both," Alyssa whispered back as they strove not to draw attention to themselves. "Mmmmm I'd love to peel her wrapping paper off and play with my new toy all night long."

Jewel's hand flew to her lips to stifle a giggle. Her costume was a little tight and every time she moved she could feel the fabric rubbing against her chest. The friction against her tits reminded Jewel of sex and even though she was behaving herself here, it made her want Anne bad. Of course there was no indication that Anne was into girls. Or was there.

"Do you think she's been checking us out?" Jewel whispered. "I thought I saw her staring at us a few times, but she'd turn away whenever I looked back. It could be my imagination. I'm not sure."

"Hmmmm I haven't seen anything," Alyssa admitted. "But then again I've been busy."

Another kid walked up to the two girls, snapping them out of their conversation and reminding them why they were really there and it wasn't to get laid.

"Merry Christmas," Alyssa and Jewel said together as they handed the little girl a package from the "girls" bag they had with them.

"Actually I'm against Christmas. It's just part of the right wing's attempt to impose a religious dogma on traditionally secular areas of life," the girl, who looked to be all of six stated. "Christmas itself didn't even take place in December. Religious scholars have found that Jesus' birth likely took place much earlier in the year and that having it on December 25 was a misinterpretation which has been furthered by capitalist interests who want to sell more products."

"Ummmm wow," Alyssa said. "So if you don't like Christmas, why are you here?"

"Duhhh...I'm not against presents," the girl said before taking the package and walking off.

"I wonder if this happens at Kwanzaa celebrations?" Jewel wondered, before Alyssa gave her a gentle elbow in the stomach to have her turn her attention back toward Anne.

The brunette actress was bent over to get something out of her bag and that gave Alyssa and Jewel a great view of her ass, the felt of her costume clinging to it like saran wrap.

"Mmmm," Jewel said, hoping she wasn't moaning too loudly.

"Ditto," Alyssa agreed. "How about after this is over you and I invite her out for coffee and see if we can't get that sexy ass back to Malibu with us?"

"Sounds like a plan," Jewel said before she and Alyssa turned their attention back to the kids.

Neither girl wanted to let their lust for Anne distract them from the kids. They were there to bring some holiday joy and cheer to them and the kids deserved more than having a Mrs. Claus and an elf that were too busy getting horny to even look them in the eye and give them the time for a simple smile.

So Alyssa and Jewel both pushed thoughts of lesbian seduction out of their minds as they handed out their presents. Of course they didn't push those thoughts too far away and, as soon as their sacks were empty and the line of kids was gone, they turned around to look for Anne. Unfortunately they saw nothing at all.

"Hey! Where'd she go?" Alyssa muttered. "Damn, turn your back for one second and she's gone."

"You don't think she left do you?" Jewel asked, her disappointment obvious.

"How could she?" Alyssa speculated. "I mean we saw here there just a second ago. Damn. How does a girl just disappear like that?"

"Maybe she just went to make a phone call or something," Jewel suggested. "Wanna take a look for her?"

Alyssa was never the type to give up on a potential seduction target just because she disappeared. Neither was Jewel and, after a quick glance around to see that no one needed them at the moment, they decided to go for it.

Both girls asked around at first. "Have you seen Anne?" passed their lips more than once. They soon got pointed in the right direction, but they still couldn't find her. They ended up down a hallway of classrooms in the community center where someone thought they had seen Anne walking off, in a real hurry they had added. But the classrooms were closed and there was no sign of Anne.

"Damn, this girl is a ghost," Jewel sighed.

"Yeah," Alyssa said, glancing down at her watch. "Maybe we should just..."

Alyssa had just been about to say "Give up and go home" but before the words left her mouth they heard a sound from the classroom they were standing in front of. The door was closed, but a quick glimpse downward showed the light was on and peeking under the door. Alyssa and Jewel had heard that sound before. Lots of times. It sounded like...no it couldn't be. It couldn't have been a moan.

Jewel and Alyssa both went silent, listening intently for a sign their ears weren't playing tricks on them. Suddenly they heard another sound that definitely resembled ecstatic feminine moaning. It was a sound that they knew better than anything having treated their ears to it several times a day.

"No way," Alyssa whispered in disbelief, a wicked smile crossing her lips. "Anne?"

"Think she's in there with someone?" Jewel asked.

"Only one way to find out," Alyssa grinned. This was no time for privacy. She slowly cracked open the door, hoping they wouldn't startle Anne, or whoever else was in there. The door opening didn't reveal their presence and Alyssa and Jewel craned their heads inside, their eyes immediately growing wide when they saw what Anne was up to.

Two things were immediately confirmed. First it was definitely Anne moaning. Second she was alone. She was slumped back in a chair behind a desk with her legs on top of it and spread open. Her costume pants and panties were on the floor and she was pumping her fingers in and out of her pussy, sucking them clean of her juices and moaning every few seconds before jamming them back in.

But it wasn't what Anne was doing to herself that caught Alyssa and Jewel's attentions so raptly. It was what she was saying.

"Fuck meeeeeeee!" Anne lewdly groaned as she tried to stifle herself from making too much noise. "Fuck me Alyssa! Mmmmmmmm yessssssss fuck me Jewel! Jam your fingers into my fucking slutty pussy! Lick meeeeeee! Eat out my dirty little lesbian cunt!!! Ahhhhhhh fuck! Want you so bad! Want you so fucking bad!"

Alyssa and Jewel couldn't believe what they were hearing. They had never expected Anne to be a nun. Movie night at the mansion last week when they had rented Havoc had put that notion to rest. But this was downright shocking behavior from one of the last people they had ever expected to see it from. Not only was Anne openly masturbating, but she was doing it while fantasizing about them.

Trying not to laugh out loud over this extremely fortunate turn of events, Jewel and Alyssa watched, their own pussies getting wetter by the second as Anne frigged herself lewdly and vigorously. Both hands were between her legs, one spreading apart her labia and the other rubbing her clit, making her moan and gasp as she visibly struggled against screaming out.

"Ahhhhhhhh fuck! Making me so wet all fucking day...I wish you two were here with me now," Anne continued to hiss, her voice a passionate whisper. "Making me think nasty thoughts about you...mmmmmmmm yessssssssssssss making me want to finger my fucking pussy...wishing you were dirty little pussy licking whores like me...ahhhhhhhh oooooooh yesssss making me need to fucking come so goddamn baaaaaad!"

That was all Alyssa could take. She just couldn't stand back and let this gorgeous woman slam herself while moaning her name and do nothing. That was most definitely not how she rolled.

Giving Jewel a wink telling her to follow her lead, Alyssa walked inside and made her presence known.

"Well, well, well...what do we have here?" Alyssa smirked. "Looks like a naughty little slut who couldn't control herself."

Anne froze where she was, her hands still fused between her legs and her mouth open with the horror of being discovered. A crimson color not seen outside of a slasher movie colored her face.

"Dirty girl, sneaking away to finger yourself," Jewel said, closing the door behind her as she took Alyssa's cue. "What do you think we should do with her Lyssa? After all she obviously wants us to get over there and make her pink little pussy cream. I mean that was us she was just moaning over, wasn't it?"

"Mmmmm sure sounded like our names," Alyssa agreed, enjoying making Anne twist in the wind a little before revealing the attraction was mutual. "What kind of a fucking whore fantasizes about other girls like that? Jamming her fingers into her naughty fuck hole while dreaming of our tongues slurping up all that cum from her? And to think we thought she was a good girl."

Anne's mouth remained open and her body flushed. No longer was she sweating sexually though. Now it was the cold fear of discovery that gripped her. She felt like she was about to swallow her tongue. She couldn't believe she'd been caught. Oh God...what had she been saying? They'd heard everything! They'd heard her moaning those nasty things. She was fucked! What had she done? Why had she been so fucking stupid? Why hadn't she been able to control herself?

"What's the matter Anne?" Alyssa pressed, noting the girl's silence as she and Jewel crept closer to the desk with every word. "Don't you have anything to say? You sure were saying a lot just before."

"Please don't tell..." Anne meekly squeaked, embarrassment covering her from head to toe. "I...I...just...lost...just lost control there. Please can we pretend this never happened! I just couldn't help myself! I...I...I...never...never wanted it to get this far!"

"Think we should ignore this Lyssa?" Jewel played. "Think we should let this dirty little bitch get away with having those hot fuck fantasies about us?"

"No fucking way," Alyssa grinned, making Anne squirm in fear as she pictured her name dragged across the gossip columns as Hollywood's newest lesbian. Even if she wasn't a lesbian...at least she didn't think she was...or was she? She didn't know. What she did know is that she just wanted the Earth to swallow her up right now.

"Please...I'm sorry I said those things, just don't tell anyone," Anne begged. "Please don't tell anyone! I didn't..."

But that was all Anne got past her lips before Alyssa reached out and began rubbing her pussy. Anne was even more shocked now then when she'd been caught but she couldn't help but moan from the practiced touch between her legs. She'd been too petrified to move her own hands away, but now she finally let her arms drop to her sides.

"Oh we won't tell," Alyssa promised. "We won't tell if you do one thing for us Anne."

"Wh...what...what do you want?" Anne gasped, her breath heaving as the pleasure filled her body. She couldn't actually be about to get what she had wanted so badly? Could she?

"Come for us Anne," Alyssa ordered. "Come all over my fingers. Come for me and Jewel just like you were about to before we walked in."

"I...I...oooooooooooooooooooh..." Anne moaned. "Don't kid with me Alyssa! You...ooooooooh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh mmmmmmmm yessssssss...you really want me to come?"

"Mmmmhmm," Alyssa confirmed.

"We both do," Jewel pointed out as she reached out to caress Anne's tits through her red and green costume top. "Come for us you naughty little slut. Cream Lyssa's fingers just like you were going to cream your own."

Anne was about to say something more when her mouth was suddenly covered by Jewel's in a passionate kiss. Anne felt a million different intense feelings at once. She was terrified of having her secret desires exposed. She was humiliated from being caught. She was paranoid Alyssa and Jewel were playing some kind of sadistic prank on her. But most of all she was dripping wet from the sexual attention these two beautiful girls were giving her.

Jewel's tongue slowly wiggled into her mouth and Anne welcomed it like a long lost friend. She sucked on it just like she had with all her past female lovers and moaned into the singer's mouth as Alyssa's fingers rubbed her cunt into a dripping frenzy and Jewel's hands caressed her tits with the soft touch she had longed for.

Part of Anne had to feel that either she had blacked out into the twilight zone and her fantasy had come true or she had fallen out of her chair and bumped her head. This couldn't really be happening. She couldn't really have Alyssa Milano's fingers inside her pussy, pinching her swollen clit and rubbing it in all the right ways while Jewel kissed her and felt her up.

Anne had been trying so hard to control herself today. She had tried to focus on giving the kids a Merry Christmas and not on the pulsing heat and wetness in her pussy. It had been months since she had been with a woman and she had been craving their soft, sexual touch like dieters crave pizza. Being that close to Alyssa and Jewel had been too much temptation for her and all through the event Anne's pussy had been a furnace of lust.

She finally had had to run off as soon as she had her first chance to take care of her needs. She hadn't been able to stand another second of being that close to Jewel and Alyssa, to smell their perfume and look at their sexy bodies without imagining them naked and fucking her. She had been so horny for women lately that they had been convenient stars of her fantasy today. Right place at the right time as far as her libido was concerned. But she had never dreamed she'd be caught and she'd never dared to even think that her fantasy could actually come true.

She'd just wanted to get herself off and get home for further play with her vibrator or shower massager. She knew she should have waited for a better time. It was hardly appropriate to run off from a charity event to masturbate in a community center classroom, but she had been desperate and it had been the first place she had found.

"Come for us you nasty little fuck slut," Alyssa whispered into Anne's ear. "We heard everything you said before. Now we're gonna make it all happen for real. We're gonna fuck your slutty little pussy! Mmmm and if you come for us we're gonna eat that pink cunt of yours out too. Imagine it Anne. Fingers are nothing compared to tongues. Picture me slurping on your fucking Disney whore pussy while Jewel tongues your clit. Both our tongues working your naughty little snatch over and making it all gooey and creamy for us to swallow and kiss you so you can taste your own fuck juice! Come for us Anne! Make your tight little pussy come all over my fingers!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhh fuck!!!" Anne hissed again, her words escaping the kiss between her and Jewel. It all felt too good to be a dream. There was sexual intensity pounding through her body. She was humping against Alyssa's fingers, making her desk scrape the classroom floor and forcing more of her tits into Jewel's eager grasp.

Every time she had been with a woman she had been left wanting it more than she had coming in. Lately her time away from a woman's touch had turned it into what at times felt like an all-consuming obsession to get some pussy. The feel of Alyssa's fingers rubbing her clitoris and her lewd promises for more had Anne panting and moaning. She was so close to coming. She'd been close before, but what she had been doing to herself was nothing compared to Alyssa's touch.

"Come for us," Jewel urged too licking her lips for the flavor of Anne's lipstick. "I wanna see you come all over my friend's fingers. Mmmmm she gets me off so fucking hard when she fingers me. I wanna see you come now Anne. I got so wet watching you before. You turned me on so much. Now you have to come. You have to come all over Lyssa's fingers. Make them sticky with your juices so I can lick them off and find out how good you taste before I bury my tongue inside that horny pussy of yours."

Anne's eyes were wild and wide with wanton lust. Her breasts heaved under her costume as her nipples swelled from Jewel's touch to make two visibly apparent poking points. She let out gasps and sharp cries as loudly as she dared. The last thing she wanted was another interruption. Not when she was so close. Not when her orgasm was reaching the boiling point inside her body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkk gonna come," Anne groaned, trying with all her strength to keep from screaming to the heaven's and giving the news reporters covering the events quite a scoop. "Yessssssss ooooooooh fuck! Pinch my clit Alyssaaaaaaaa!!! Fucking make it throbbbbbbbbbbbbb!!!"

Alyssa did just that, grinning evilly the whole time as she reduced the Princess Diaries star to a quivering, grunting mess. One of the reasons she and Rose always got along so well was that they both shared a love for the power of having someone come for you. Alyssa had Anne right where she wanted her and she knew it was going to take no coaxing to get Anne out of her costume and licking her pussy as soon as they were in a better spot.

While Jewel played with her nipples through her costume, Alyssa pinched and rubbed Anne's clitoris, soaking her fingers and making the girl's juice drip down her hand until the stimulation was too much to hold back from.

"AHHH!!!" was all Anne could get out in a yelp before Jewel alertly clamped her mouth down on hers in another kiss. Jewel gave Anne the muffler she needed to keep from screaming as she came all over Alyssa's fingers.

The desk Anne was in nearly flipped over from her thrusting motions as she soaked Alyssa's hand. She was quaking with pleasure and this was only from some finger play. Part of the force behind Anne's orgasm was just imagining how much better this was going to feel when they started tonguing each other.

By the time the last tremor passed through her body, Anne was reduced to soft mews and a spacey look over her face. But Anne's eyes were still alight with horniness and the fires behind them grew when Alyssa held up her cum coated fingers and made a big show of licking them clean. She was quickly joined in this task by Jewel, and the two of them licked up Anne's flavor like it was ice cream dribbling off a cone.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh God," Anne groaned as she slumped back in her desk. "I so needed that."

"We could tell," Jewel laughed. "What the hell turned you on so bad?"

"I wasn't lying," Anne said. "It was you two. You both looked so beautiful and I guess I'd been horny when I woke up this morning and being around you just made me want it even more until I just couldn't control myself and I had to do this. I never dreamed you two would be...you know...into girls for real. I was just fantasizing."

"Well we're both definitely into girls," Alyssa replied in a rather large understatement. "But what about you? You sure look like you're into girls too Anne."

Anne just weakly nodded her head, her orgasm still keeping her woozy.

"I love girls," Anne admitted. "I can't get enough. Ever. I just want them all the time. It's driving me crazy."

Anne's orgasm had brought some much-needed clarity to the room. None of them wanted to break this moment, but they knew discovery was too risky for them to linger. Anne stood up from the desk and pulled her pants and panties back on and, as the three of them composed themselves, she told Alyssa and Jewel everything.

She told them how she'd always been so curious about girls. Ever since she had begun feeling sexual attraction to people Anne had struggled with her feelings for other women. She had several lesbian friends and had never been judgmental about their lifestyles, but that hadn't made her own internal wrestling any easier. She had tried not to be attracted to girls. She liked boys too and tried to force herself to only focus on them, but that had only made her miserable as curiosity for a woman's touch had burned inside her.

As her new friends listened intently, Anne explained how everything had changed on the set of Havoc. One of her co-stars had been Bijou Phillips and, despite their differences, Anne had found herself bonding in friendship with the notorious party girl. Bijou wasn't usually the kind of person she hung out with, but they had really hit it off. Bijou was wild, uninhibited and openly bisexual, all the things deep down Anne longed to be.

It hadn't taken long for their friendship to turn into something more. They had been out clubbing one night in Los Angeles and they both had had too much to drink. They had ended up back at Bijou's place giggling and laughing and wrestling around and before Anne knew it, her friend was on top of her kissing her. Anne had resisted at first, but Bijou had moaned for her to not fight it. She told her she'd seen her looking at her and knew this was what she had wanted. Of course Bijou had been right and soon Anne's dress had been around her waist and her panties on the floor as Bijou introduced her to the pleasure of another woman's tongue.

That had only been the beginning, she told Alyssa and Jewel. Anne was still shy about her feelings, but she hadn't regretted what had happened. She and Bijou had hooked up a lot of times after that, even teaming up once to seduce their co-star Shiri Appleby. Bijou had been Anne's sexual mentor and Anne's craving for pussy had grown each time they'd fucked.

Anne talked about how her lust for women hadn't ended the day shooting wrapped. On Brokeback Mountain, while the boys were off playing gay cowboys, Anne and Michelle Williams had been doing same sex lovemaking for real. Michelle had been quite enthusiastic about girls as well and Anne had loved every second of being with her, even once doing some role playing where she had pretended to be Katie Holmes so Michelle could act out her long-standing fantasy of seducing her former, and now quite unavailable, co-star.

"Wow," Alyssa said after Anne finished relating that story. "Mmmm too bad Michelle never knew just how much Katie loved girls."

"Katie? She's into this too?" Anne asked in disbelief. How could all these hot girls be lesbians? How could she have seen all these girls over the years and not known they would have willingly satisfied her desires if she'd just asked?

"Welllllllllllll she was," Jewel answered with a roll of her eyes. "Until Tom came into the picture, she was always hanging around with us. Now she's doing God knows what for who knows why."

"We're thinking of kidnapping her and taking her to a deprogrammer to break away the brainwashing," Alyssa laughed. "Then she'll be normal again."

Everyone was fully dressed and composed by now, but the sharing of stories was making sure no one lost their horniness.

"So Anne, been with any girls since Michelle?" Alyssa asked.

"No," Anne glumly admitted. "It's been months and it's been driving me crazy. I hadn't been with any girls...well until now."

"And is getting fingered all you want from us?" Jewel inquired.

"Oh no," Anne replied, a growing smile crossing her face as she saw this wasn't going to just be a brief encounter. "I want to do lots more."

"What do you want to do to us?" Jewel asked, stealing a kiss as she made sure her tits rubbed against Anne's. "Tell us. Tell us like you were saying before when you were playing with yourself."

"Ummmmm gawwwwwd," Anne blushed, but she still smiled and didn't back away. "I want to eat you both out. I want to lick your pussies and get your juices all over my tongue and make you come all over my face mmmm and then I want you to both lick me and make me all wet to lick you both again and mmmmmmmm I just want to get naked with you guys and spend all day fucking you both over and over again."

That was exactly what Alyssa and Jewel wanted to hear and there was only one question left to be answered.

"Feel like taking a drive to Malibu?" Alyssa asked.

"Malibu?" Anne repeated. She was hoping they could go to her place. It was certainly closer. But the looks on Alyssa and Jewel's faces told her that if she agreed it was going to be well worth her while.

"Sure," Anne agreed, wondering what it was she was about to get herself into.

TO BE CONCLUDED IN PART 2