Harem

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As Rose began her drive into Los Angeles, Christina was already there trying to focus on the pressing business of her record label.

Christina just wanted to put the drama of that morning behind her and focus on some work...and some fun. And since she now had her own label Christina could easily combine them both and never leave the comforts of her luxurious office.

She was already stretched out on the large leather couch, barely dressed in the belly shirt and shorts she considered to be proper workplace attire. All she needed was someone to lie here with her and that had already been arranged.

"Thanks for coming in with me today," Christina said with genuine appreciation. "It's always good to have a friend here."

"Hey no problem, I'd wanted to see the inside of this place for a long time," Gwen Stefani replied as she gave herself a quick tour of the office, while her eyes kept darting back to Christina's most feline of poses on the couch.

Christina was flat on her back and she seemed like she was very eager for someone to bend down and rub her belly until she purred.

To Gwen's eyes it looked like the girl was about to slide her hand into her shorts and just start fingering herself. Of course that would have been quite in character for Christina to do and Gwen wouldn't have minded it a bit if she had as long as she got to join in too. Being with Christina had been a bit of an emotional roller coaster lately but she seemed to be in a good mood today and Gwen knew that could only lead to sex.

"I'd rather you were looking at something else," Christina giggled. "Who wants to look at a boring ol' office when you've got a hot piece of ass waiting for you right here?"

"Mmm good point," Gwen replied, cutting her tour short and heading over to the couch. Gwen bent down and placed a long kiss right on Christina's lips, which eagerly received it and responded by opening wide for Gwen's tongue. Gwen and Christina were well experienced in kissing each other and it wasn't long before they were moaning in each other's mouths.

Gwen had actually wanted to see the inside of Christina's label. The girl had talked about it so much, it was nice to see it actually existed. Plus Gwen rarely turned down a chance to be with the mansion's sexy little minx. However Gwen also had an ulterior motive for tagging along today.

"So...ummm...is Fluffy here?" Gwen asked when the kiss ended, hoping she didn't come across as too eager with her question. She was trying to play it cool even if inside she felt anything but.

"Yeah he's off walking around the halls or something," Christina replied. "Why?"

"Oh no reason," Gwen coyly lied, not sure how Christina would take the news about what she, Reese Witherspoon and Michelle Branch had done with her bodyguard down in Jamaica.

"Hmmmmm," Christina suspiciously said. "I thought you didn't like Fluffy."

"Me? Why would you think that?" Gwen asked.

"Well you always seemed to get freaked out when he was around," Christina pointed out. "Like when we were all on the beach at Hedonism and you didn't want him to watch."

"Well I was just nervous," Gwen claimed. "I wasn't used to him watching us fuck. But I always liked him. I just wanted to know if he was here so I could say hi."

Christina wasn't quite buying Gwen's explanation for her sudden interest in the whereabouts of her bodyguard, but she let it go. She had other things to focus on.

Christina was just happy Gwen was here. She had built this place with Britney and now that she had set in motion the process of getting that bitch's name off the ownership she was happy to have a friend here, especially one with as much experience in the business as Gwen. She was perfect for advice and for fun and Christina was looking for both.

"I'm just gonna go take a quick walk around," Gwen said. "I'll be right back."

"Don't take too long," Christina warned. "My appointment is almost here and I don't want you to miss her. If you're late I might not be willing to share her pussy with you."

"And who is this mystery girl anyway?" Gwen asked. "Is she someone new or someone you've already fucked."

"She's new to me, and unless you've been keeping naughty secrets from me Gwen then she's new to you too," Christina hinted, not revealing anything more. "Just hurry back. Don't get lost on your walk or whatever the fuck it is you're really doing."

With Christina's warning in her mind, Gwen made sure she didn't dawdle. She knew what she was about to do was crazy. Even crazier than what she'd done in Jamaica, but ever since that night she'd had a craving that demanded constant satisfaction and now that she had a chance to do something about it, Gwen wasn't about to let it sail by.

Luckily Gwen's search for Fluffy didn't take long. The bodyguard was never far from where Christina was and Gwen quickly found him staked out near Christina's office, watching over everything like a hawk. He stared forward at the corridor that lead to Christina's office with a cold stare that could freeze any unauthorized person in their tracks.

In fact his stare was focused so much on what was in front of him that he didn't even hear Gwen approaching him from behind until she was pressing herself against him.

"Hey stranger," Gwen purred into Fluffy's ear as she proceeded to rub herself against his ass.

Fluffy recognized her voice right away and he didn't have any illusions that Gwen wanted to talk about the weather.

"We can't..." Fluffy said, trying to think with his brain and not let all the blood drain lower.

"I miss you," Gwen whispered, trying to be as enticing as possible to Christina's bodyguard without going into full whore mode right in the hallway. "It's been weeks for us and I've been thinking about you all the time. I need to see you Fluffy."

"You're seeing me now," Fluffy replied, knowing full well that wasn't what the singer meant but also telling himself to be strong. "Look what we did in Jamaica was fun, but we can't do it again. Especially not now. I'm working."

"What about what we did those times after we got back from Jamaica?" Gwen pressed while she continued to rub herself against Fluffy's jeans and hoped no one would see her like this. She was still married after all. "Didn't you like that too? Wasn't that fun?"

Fluffy didn't respond with words, but his body became more rigid and Gwen knew if she reached around front she'd find her secret lover was getting hard for her.

Gwen had tried to make it a one time thing with Fluffy but she'd failed miserably. After getting back she had barely gone a week before grabbing him the next time they'd been alone together at the mansion. Then there had been the time Gavin had been away and Gwen had begged Fluffy to visit her house. When he'd arrived she'd been naked and waiting for him and it hadn't taken long for his clothes to disappear too. And there had been other times too...so many other times.

Gwen knew she wasn't the only one there who hadn't gotten enough of Fluffy. She knew Reese had seen him again too. Hell, they'd shared him again one hot afternoon and Gwen could still remember how wet they'd both been, naked and kneeling before Fluffy, trying to share his cock and both getting so greedy for it even though there was more than enough for the two of them.

As for Michelle, as far as Gwen knew there had only been that one time before things had gotten very complicated but right now that didn't matter. Michelle could worry about Michelle. All Gwen cared about right now were her own needs and she needed Fluffy.

Ever since Jewel had seduced her into the mansion's circle of sex, Gwen had told herself that she hadn't really been cheating on her husband because it was with girls. It didn't count because it wasn't the same. But there was no excuse she could think of to spin the fact that when she was with Fluffy she wasn't just cheating on her husband. She was really, really, really cheating on him.

Deep down Gwen couldn't help herself and she knew it. She didn't want to fight her lust. Being with Fluffy in Jamaica had triggered a deep sexual need in her to go wild and get nasty to such a degree that she was even afraid to share it with her friends in Malibu. Only Reese and Michelle knew what had happened in Jamaica and they had all promised to keep it secret, a bond that had only been strengthened by what they had gone through with Reese's wedding ring.

"I want you Fluffy," Gwen's hot breath continued to travel up to the tall bodyguard's ears. "I need to feel you inside me."

"We can't," Fluffy insisted. "I'm working now. Never while I'm working."

"What? Is someone going to come in and kidnap Christina if you're gone for a few minutes?" Gwen asked. "I know we don't have much time, but I have to have you Fluffy. Nothing's going to happen to Christina. She's inside and probably fucking herself right now. She won't be moving from that office. Don't deny me Fluffy. I'm going crazy without you. I need you. Mmmmmm I need this..."

Gwen made her move and grabbed Fluffy's cock through his jeans. She pressed her body closer to his from behind as she reached around to rub him. Fluffy moaned as softly as he could, but he didn't push Gwen away. His cock stiffened at her touch and Gwen knew she had him.

"Let me suck you," Gwen softly moaned. "Fuck my face with your cock Fluffy. I know you want to. I know you love it when my pretty little pink mouth swallows your black cock. Let me do it again. Let me blow your big, thick dick."

Fluffy had always prided himself on never getting distracted from his work. The bodyguard's code demanded absolute commitment to protection. There was nothing more important. You put your own life on the line for your client. Could he live with himself if he left Christina vulnerable to get a blowjob? But could he live with himself if he turned down a beautiful, willing woman to stand guard of a closed door when there was no threat?

Gwen's slim, toned body kept rubbing against Fluffy and her hand caressed him through his jeans, making it impossible for him to resist. When she began kissing his neck and reminding him of how good her lips felt and how sexy her body felt Fluffy was a goner. Christina could take care of herself for a bit.

Turning around, Fluffy grabbed Gwen's hand.

"You need something you naughty little slut?" Fluffy smirked. "Well I got just what you need."

"Yessssssss...give it to me Fluffy," Gwen groaned in total lust for the bodyguard. This was crazy. She knew it and she didn't care. This was even crazier than all the things she had done with girls. She could get busted so easily. But it was the danger and the taboo of doing this that was making Gwen soak her panties under her jeans.

She didn't feel like a mature, married woman any more. She felt like a horny teenager aching for her first taste of cock and she loved it. She loved losing all control and giving in to her lusts the way she did each time she visited the mansion and the way she did each time she gave herself to Christina's bodyguard.

Fluffy held onto Gwen's hand and pulled her toward the empty office next to Christina's. Gwen smiled and blushed when her body stirred as she pictured her powerful lover picking her up and slinging her over his shoulder like a caveman, claiming her as his own.

She loved how being with Fluffy made her feel. There was no romance. It was just pure need and lust and Gwen was moaning in horny need before the door to the office even closed and Fluffy brought her in for a forceful kiss.

"Dirty girl...always tempting and teasing me," Fluffy groaned as his hands moved all over Gwen's body, up her stomach and squeezing her firm tits through her top. "What's the matter? Those girls not fucking you good enough any more? You still need more?"

"I always need more," Gwen wantonly sighed, surrendering to the touch of her lover's hands on her body. She was tingling from head to toe with anticipation and all she wanted was to be naked with Fluffy. "I can't get enough. You know that. Mmmmm Christina thinks she's a slut, but she's nothing compared to me. She's just a little girl and I'm a fucking woman. A dirty, slutty woman with needs. I need to lick all those hot pussies at the mansion and I fucking need your big cock baby!"

Gwen accentuated her point by grabbing Fluffy through his jeans again and almost jerking him off through the fabric. Her groping was frenzied and her need obvious, but Fluffy wasn't quite ready to give it up to Gwen quite yet.

"Please Fluffy," Gwen pleaded as she reached for Fluffy's zipper. "Give it to me! Give me your monster black cock so I can suck it. Please!"

"Is that what I am to you? An object?" Fluffy demanded, pulling himself away enough from Gwen that she couldn't get his jeans open. "Just some colored help for you to fuck when you get horny enough?"

"Noooooooooo..." Gwen cried in desperation. "It's not like that. You're not an object! I'm the fucking object! I'm the dirty cheating whore that can't get enough of your beautiful black cock!"

Fluffy's cock throbbed in his jeans at the sound of that. He had only been teasing Gwen and she had reacted just how he'd wanted, by opening that pretty little mouth of hers that sold millions of records and spewing out dirty talk about how bad she wanted him. If Gwen was going to be that desperate for his dick, then Fluffy was going to make sure he got everything he wanted out of this encounter.

"Up against the wall," Fluffy ordered, turning Gwen around and pressing her against the office wall. His hands roamed all over her body, squeezing her tits again and then moving down to her ass, her jeans tight against it as she pushed it out.

Gwen was getting wetter by the second. This was what she loved about being with Fluffy. The sense that she was being taken and made to feel like some sexual hedonist who had no inhibitions and no morals about betraying her husband. She wanted to feel like she was not just being bad, but being completely wicked. Her jeans were almost soaked through and she had no doubt Fluffy knew it.

"So the rich bitch celebrity is hungry for some cock again," Fluffy taunted. "Pussy can't satisfy you, can it slut? You need some hard meat in your horny mouth."

There was no malice in Fluffy's voice, just obvious relishing of the control he had over Gwen. All day he followed orders. Now he was in charge.

"Oooooooooooh yessssssssssss...I need your cock," Gwen groaned, her face pressed against the wall. "Please Fluffy please...don't tease! Just give it to me! Give your cock to your rich bitch whore! I don't wanna make music or anything anymore. All I fucking want is your huge dick in my slut holes!"

Before Gwen knew it her jeans were being yanked down. Fluffy didn't even pull them off all the way. He left them around her knees, exposing the thong that barely did anything to hide the toned cheeks of her ass. Gwen slaved in the gym to maintain her body and right now all that hard work was worth it when she heard Fluffy moan with lust over her ass.

"Tight white girl ass...mmmmmmm just begging to get fucked," Fluffy teased. "No time to fuck you today, but you still gotta pay for tempting me when I'm working!"

It wasn't clear what was louder. The sound of Fluffy's strong hand crashing down on Gwen's ass or the cry of rapture that shot past her lips from the spanking.

"More!" Gwen demanded. "Spank me Fluffy! Slap my bitch ass for getting you all hot and hard! I love it when you spank me!"

Fluffy slapped Gwen's ass again, making the firm flesh shake and turn pink with passion and each time his handprint seemed about to fade from her ass, Fluffy struck the all too willing singer again. Each slap to her ass got another yelp of desire from Gwen and soon she was on the verge of humping the wall.

"So wet..." Gwen groaned. "You're making me so fucking wet baby. I've been dreaming about you every night Fluffy. Sleeping next to my husband and dreaming of you fucking me like the nasty cheating bitch I am!"

"Yeahhhh that's what you are...a little cheating bitch," Fluffy huskily replied, slapping Gwen's ass once more before pressing his bulging hard on against her tender backside. "Just another stuck up rich celebrity dying for my cock. Mmmm you should see all those country club princesses who want a taste of me whenever I take that slut Christina out. But no one's as big a whore as you Gwen. No one comes begging for it like you do. No one gives up her tight, pink pussy as easy as you."

"Mmmmmmm take it Fluffy, it's yours," Gwen promised, her body shaking with lust. "Take my fucking little white bitch cunt! Fuck my ass! Fuck any hole you want!"

"Oh no naughty girl, you're not lucky enough to get my cock inside your pussy," Fluffy laughed, taking into account the time. "And you definitely can't handle it up your ass yet. You gotta prove yourself to get that. Now get on your knees Gwen!"

Before the words were even out of his mouth, Gwen was sinking down to the floor and kneeling before the bodyguard. Her breathing was hard and she had to steady her hands as she reached out for Fluffy's jeans. Gwen felt no shame or fear. Only need. It took all the willpower she had left not to answer Fluffy's command with a horny moan of, "Yes Master."

Gwen eagerly opened Fluffy's zipper and crammed her hand into his jeans. She moaned in delight as she felt his prick stiffen even more in her hand and it fueled her hunger for it. As quickly as she could, Gwen yanked Fluffy's cock out of his boxers and jeans and exposed the inches of thick meat that she longed for.

"Yummy..." Gwen whispered as she extended her tongue and gave Fluffy's cock head a long lick, letting the precum spread over her taste buds. He wasn't even totally hard yet, but Gwen quickly fixed that. She slid her tongue all over his cock head while her hand wrapped around his shaft and began to slowly stroke it.

Under her hands and tongue, Fluffy was soon at his full 12 inches and Gwen moaned in dreamy bliss as she opened her mouth and used her hand to shove his cock inside. Gwen commenced drooling as soon as Fluffy's cock slid past her lips and his shaft was quickly slick. Gwen's stroking picked up speed, spreading her horny spit all over her lover's cock and making sure he was well lubed to stuff her mouth just how she wanted.

"Yeahhhhhh mmmmm work that hot mouth on my cock," Fluffy groaned. "Show me how hungry you are for that meat. You girls are all so fucking nasty but I bet none of them suck cock like you do Gwen."

Gwen reacted to the compliment by moaning wantonly, her sounds naturally muffled as she bobbed up and down on Fluffy's cock. What she wasn't sucking she was stroking and her efforts were unified with one goal in mind, to get Fluffy's load inside her mouth and down to her cum-starved stomach. Gwen moaned with each inch she worked into her mouth, happily fucking herself with Fluffy's stiff pole and getting louder the more she sucked.

While she sucked and jacked him, Gwen stared up at Fluffy with her sexiest stare. She let her wide, lust filled eyes tell Fluffy everything she her mouth couldn't say. She wanted him to know how bad she wanted his cock. How wet it was making her to suck it. How she couldn't go a day without wanting him deep inside her. How she could come just from feeding herself his inches.

Gwen's scorching and soulful stare was definitely working on Fluffy. His moans turned into deep groans and his cock tensed up, signaling it wouldn't be long. He prided himself on never being a quick shot, but how could he resist a mouth like this, worshipping his cock with a lust no girl he had ever been with could muster. Fluffy hadn't been lying before. He had been with more than his share of girls and none of them could suck cock like Gwen could.

Fluffy just stood there and let Gwen do all the work and the smile on her face showed she had no problem with that. Her hands and mouth worked in tandem. Gwen's head bobs were smooth and sexy as she forced more and more of his dark dick into her pink mouth. She was so confident in her lust and there was nothing shy or tentative about her work.

"Ohhhhhhhh that's it dirty girl! Suck it you nasty cheating slut," Fluffy groaned, knowing how Gwen loved hearing that. "Swallow that fucking cock! C'mon princess! Show me how much you love that cock! Little rich bitch desperate for dark meat! Make me fucking fill your mouth with cock and cum!"

Gwen wanted that so bad. Her pussy was on fire, but she didn't even think of touching herself. She wanted her hands all over Fluffy's cock. She wanted to feel him throb in her mouth and under her hands. She wanted to grip him when he shot and filled her mouth with his load. She wanted to feel every bit of it.

Her hand gripped onto Fluffy's steel hard dick with an urgency that said she wasn't letting go until she got what she wanted. Gwen pumped Fluffy's cock and fed it to her wet mouth as her other hand snaked down to his balls. She massaged them, moaning into his cock as she felt them throb. They were so big and full under her hand that Gwen couldn't help herself.

With a loud gasp, Gwen pulled off Fluffy's slick cock and gulped in oxygen before diving down for his balls. Her free hand held Fluffy's cock straight up and the other rubbed the cum filled sacs as her tongue worked them over. She dragged her tongue up the underside of Fluffy's balls, slathering them with her saliva before she opened wide again and sucked one right into her mouth and then gave similar love to the other.

That action produced a happy grunt from Fluffy and his hands shot up from his sides into action. He grabbed onto Gwen's blonde mop of hair and made sure she didn't move an inch from his balls. She expertly licked and sucked them, inhaling his scent deeply and indulging in her most basic of urges. She felt so primal and purely sexual and it was so liberating.

Part of Gwen hoped that someone would walk in and find them with her on her knees, jeans pushed down past her ass and her thong absolutely soaked. She wanted them to see someone who was supposed to be a mature, controlled woman acting like a wanton slut and loving it. All her worries and responsibilities disappeared and only the ecstasy she got from sucking this big, beautiful cock remained.

Fluffy's groans got stronger and louder. Her knew if Gwen didn't stop soon he'd be shooting his load into the air and soaking his shirt and her hair in the process. But he didn't have the will to make her stop. Her mouth felt too good sucking on his aching balls.

Fortunately Gwen recognized what was going to happen and, as nasty as having her head drenched would have made her feel, she wanted that cum in her mouth. After giving Fluffy's balls one last kiss apiece Gwen pulled his cock back down and stuck out her tongue, giving herself a hard slap with it.

"Like that baby?" Gwen purred. "You like me sticking out my pink tongue like a fucking whore desperate for you to slap it with your big cock? You like it enough to shoot all that hot cum on my face like you did in Jamaica?"

"You'd like that wouldn't you? Getting a faceful of my cum?" Fluffy grunted as he took control of his own cock and gave Gwen's tongue another slap before doing it to each side of her face, slapping her soft skin with his hardness.

"I'd love it!" Gwen gasped, her smile growing with every slap against her famous face. "Give it to me Fluffy! Give me your cum! I fucking need..."

But that was all Gwen got before Fluffy shut her up by pushing his cock back into her open mouth. Even though it was a surprise, Gwen didn't miss a beat. She got right back to sucking Fluffy's cock, wrapping her hand around his pulsing shaft again and feeding it to herself as Fluffy held her by her hair.

Gwen stuffed her mouth with as much of Fluffy as she could manage. She started to choke on it and felt her eyes begin to water, but it didn't diminish her pleasure. Vowing to find a way to deep throat Fluffy some day, Gwen locked her lips around his cock like a warm, wet vise and fucked her mouth on him with abandon as her free hand went back to his balls and rolled them between her fingers, giving Fluffy everything he needed to get off.

"Ohhhh fuck!" Fluffy moaned. "Here it comes baby! Gonna fill your fucking mouth up so you can swallow it all like the fucking slut you are!"

Gwen felt the tremor of a small orgasm ripple through her body as she was reminded just how naughty she was acting then. The sensation of having this huge cock throbbing in her mouth had made her pussy cream her panties but her thoughts were locked on getting Fluffy off. She jacked and sucked him and played with his balls until he just couldn't take any more and the tension exploded out into Gwen's waiting mouth.

"YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!" Fluffy loudly grunted, his strong hand still on Gwen's head as she gulped wildly to keep up with the flood of cum she was eagerly swallowing.

Gwen closed her eyes and let ecstasy fill her from Fluffy's cock unloading in her mouth. She slurped down every drop of his cum, wanting nothing less than to drain his balls dry. Gwen loved how much Fluffy always came for her, whether it was on her face or inside her. It was so hot and there was so much and Gwen would have rather died than miss a drop of it.

Only when she was satisfied that the last of Fluffy's cum had been swallowed down did Gwen release his softening cock from her lips. Even soft his cock was impressive and Gwen couldn't resist another lick of his tender head.

"You get what you need now?" Fluffy chuckled.

"Mmmm for now...just promise me more next time," Gwen sighed, rubbing her face against Fluffy's prick.

"Next time if you're a good girl, I just might break in that ass of yours," Fluffy pledged, which had Gwen purring immediately. She had longed to feel him try and assfuck her and next time couldn't come soon enough now. Her husband and even her friends at the mansion were now the furthest things from Gwen's mind.

Back at the mansion, all the girls were more than happy to satisfy themselves with just each other. No boys needed to apply. They knew more than enough tricks to make sure no one ever needed to run to cock for an orgasm unless absolutely necessary.

Michelle's body was still tingling from what Alyssa had done to it and the smile on her face didn't look like it was going to fade any time soon. Getting her uniform back on had been agony because Michelle hadn't wanted to cover any part of her body up from her gorgeous madames.

While her uniform barely restrained her body anyway, her tits always seemed ready and willing to pop out of her top and any time she bent over her lack of panties was quite obvious, but Michelle knew nothing was better than being naked, especially when there were so many other sexy girls around her.

Alyssa had left her pussy and ass both tender and very well fucked from her combined efforts of tongue and toy and it hadn't taken long for Michelle to crack and give up all the details from years of sexy encounters with Melissa. Of course Michelle had always intended to give Alyssa what she wanted and it had hardly been torture to submit to the sexual demands of the horny actress. Some secrets had to be guarded with her life, but her fun times with Melissa were not one of them.

Michelle alas couldn't spend all day in Alyssa's bed, as much as she wanted to. She actually did have a job at the mansion and she was in the kitchen straightening things up as she vividly recalled every deep, hard thrust of Alyssa's vibrator into her pussy as the actress had tantalizingly bit her nipples and forced her to give up a lick by lick account of her sexual past.

Michelle had never figured growing up she'd end up a maid, but she loved her job. She wanted nothing about it to change. Doing housework was well worth the ecstasy she received from each and every one of the beautiful women who walked through the mansion doors every day.

But the sudden sound of the phone ringing snapped Michelle out of her thoughts. She didn't see anyone else running for it and she supposed it was part of her job so she answered it.

"Hello?" Michelle asked, her accent giving immediate indication it was not one of the mansion's famous residents picking up the call.

"Michelle? Is that you?" another accented voice asked back, seemingly quite surprised to find her so soon. Michelle's body was jolted by the voice. How could this be? How could she have just been talking about this girl and now be talking to her for the first time in years? What was fate doing with her?

"Melissa?" Michelle gasped, shocked to actually be hearing from her long-lost friend. "I cannot believe it!"

"Oooooh Michelle it is so good to hear your voice again," the French anchorwoman squealed into the phone. "I had thought so many times we would never speak again. I have missed you so much."

"I cannot believe it," Michelle said. "This is unbelievable! I was just talking about you. I saw you on television from the satellite and I was telling how we had grown up together and how we..."

But then Michelle stopped. Melissa would not have just called her for no reason. Something was wrong.

"What has happened?" Michelle asked, getting a sad sigh from the other end of the phone.

"I am sorry Michelle," Melissa said. "I know you do not want me to tell you this, but I am in America now, right here with you in California. I have instructions from Rene. I must tell you the clock has struck."

Michelle gulped hard. She had been dreading hearing those words for so long, but time had actually convinced her she might never hear them. But now she could see how foolish that belief had been.

"Have the church bells rung?" Michelle asked just as she had been told to.

"They have rung 12 times," Melissa correctly replied. "Rene said he must meet with you. He said you must come to the point in three hours."

"I will be there," Michelle said before hanging up the phone. Why? Why did this have to happen now when she was having so much fun?

Gwen was still floating as she got back to Christina's office. Her orgasm had been nothing compared to Fluffy's, but that didn't bother her. She got pleasure from giving him pleasure. Sure she wished they had enough time for him to give her the deep and hard fuck she craved, but Christina would have gotten suspicious if she had been gone much longer.

After pulling up her pants and giving Fluffy's cock a long kiss goodbye, Gwen had made a quick detour to rinse out her mouth. She knew it was inevitable that she and Christina would be sharing some kisses that day and Gwen also knew there was no way she would have been able to hide the taste of cum on her breath from an experienced slut like Christina.

Gwen wasn't quite sure why she was going to these lengths to keep her fun with Fluffy a secret from Christina. Hell the girl probably would have reacted to finding out by tearing off her clothes and joining in. Gwen supposed that part of her didn't want to share Fluffy with anyone but Reese and Michelle, but there was more to it. What if Christina didn't react by getting horny?

Gwen had been at the mansion the day Christina had absolutely wigged on Britney. None of the girls had ever seen anything like it. Christina had always had the reputation of having a temper, but this had been beyond having a temper. They had had nearly to pull her off Britney. They had been scared she was actually going to hurt her.

Gwen wasn't afraid of Christina's temper or anything. She knew she could handle herself. But she wanted to keep having fun with Christina and didn't want any drama fucking that up.

So now with minty mouthwash hopefully disguising her indiscretion, Gwen walked back into Christina's office. She shot Fluffy a wink as she walked by and opened the door, finding that Christina's appointment had already arrived.

The thoughts of cock that had been dominating her fantasies evaporated as soon as Gwen saw the long legs sticking out of the short pink skirt of Christina's guest. Now suddenly Gwen's libido clicked back to all-girl mode and she found herself hungering for some pussy. And, judging from the leer Christina was making, she wasn't the only one.

"I hope you don't mind that we started without you," Christina said, acknowledging Gwen but not tearing her eyes off her guest's legs. "You took a little while there Gwen. Everything ok?"

"Yeah, much better now," Gwen replied, trying not to stare too much as she eyed up from those legs to a midriff that rivaled even hers for tone and a firm set of tits poking out against a barely there top. She couldn't believe her lusts could shift gears within minutes from guys to girls, but Gwen didn't question it. She just rode the wave of arousal.

"Wow, I didn't know you'd be here," the girl said as she sat next to Christina on the couch, her eyebrows raising with appreciation for Gwen's presence. "You're just full of surprises, aren't you Christina?"

"You don't know the half of it," Christina said, not even trying to hide the fact that she was on the verge of drooling.

Though her guest was born to the world as Stacy Ferguson, many more knew her under another name. As Fergie she had helped the Black Eyed Peas rise from cult favorites of the club scene to pop superstars. Though whether she did it with her voice or her ability to shake her ass with a skill few could muster was a matter of debate, it hardly mattered when the money was pouring in for them as it was right then.

Judging from her outfit, Fergie seemed to have no problem showing off her body as the asset that it was. She had on an outfit that demanded double takes even when compared to Christina's microscopic shorts and top. Her pink skirt barely went past her hips and, thanks to a pair of scissors, her black t-shirt was cut right past the swell of her chest.

If it hadn't been for the pink striped button down work shirt she'd thrown over her shoulders, Fergie might not have been allowed in public, not that Christina or Gwen minded the lack of clothing a bit.

Her attire was having quite an effect on them and the smile on Fergie's face showed that not only did she notice that it was, she loved it. She kept her legs crossed as she sat on the couch, knowing full well that she had two hot stares on them and if she pulled a Sharon Stone she'd probably have both of their jaws on the floor.

"So...ummm...what brings you by?" Gwen asked, trying to compose herself. Their paths had crossed a lot over the past few years and Gwen had always had an appreciation for Fergie's body. But she had never had an opportunity to make a move before and having one suddenly thrust in front of her left her a tiny bit flustered.

"Fergie wants to do her new solo album with the label," Christina replied, taking the liberty of answering.

"Yeah the first one that's coming out really sucks," Fergie said. "I started working on it before I was even in the Peas and now that we're big they're making me finish it. I mean when it comes out I'll smile and say how great it is, but none of the tracks are really mine. The label came up with most of them. It's not really the kind of album I want to do and Christina says I can have more freedom here if I sign on for the next one."

"Wow that's great," Gwen declared. "I like the stuff you do with the Peas. It's really catchy. I'd love to hear what you can do solo. Maybe I can even guest on a track."

"Really? Are you serious?" Fergie asked, pressing the pause button on the sex vibes and acting completely sincere. "That would be unbelievable! I'd love to do that! Your album was incredible Gwen. I practically wore out my copy. I'd love for you to help me out anyway you can."

Fergie hadn't quite known what to expect when she had come by here. She'd obviously heard a lot of rumors about Christina, but she'd been happy to see that this was a legitimate label and there was serious interest in more than her ass here.

Fergie didn't know of a single girl trying to be a star in pop music who didn't want to have a career just like Gwen's and having someone she admired be so nice and helpful was a real thrill. Of course it didn't hurt that both Gwen and Christina looked good enough for her to hornily snack on for hours and hours.

"Sit down on the couch with us Gwen, no need to just stand there," Christina said. "There's plenty of room here. I was just telling Fergie about how we do things around here. I think she'd fit in just fine here, don't you?"

"Definitely," Gwen said. She didn't have any stake in Christina's label, but she was happy to assist. "She's got the talent...mmmmm and the look."

Christina noticed how Fergie squirmed a little on the couch as Gwen sat next to her. It certainly wasn't from discomfort and Christina could feel she was seconds away from getting under Fergie's skirt.

When she had first invited Fergie to drop on by the label, it hadn't just been from lust. Christina had seen the sales of the Peas' new album and she knew there was some serious money to make off a Fergie solo project, especially if it was actually good. But wanting to get a taste of the singer had definitely played a part in Christina's invitation. She'd heard a few rumors about Fergie over the years too and right now they definitely seemed to be true.

There was a real sexual vibe in the office. Christina felt that she, Gwen and Fergie all knew what they wanted, but no one was quite saying it yet. It was like they were all dipping their toes in the water and that was too slow for Christina. She preferred to dive right in.

"Of course we have to prove that you're Desire Records material first," Christina said, reaching down and running her hand over Fergie's legs, eliciting a soft moan from the singer. "It's a very tough test to pass. Mmmm we're really going to have to be thorough to make sure you're hot enough to join us."

"And how can I do that?" Fergie coyly asked, not making any effort to brush Christina's hand away.

"It'll come to you in a second," Christina assured her new friend before leaning in for a kiss.

Not surprisingly Christina's advance was much welcomed and Fergie didn't waste any time before kissing back. The two girls lips locked together wetly and passionately and Fergie's hands traveled up to Christina's face, caressing her soft skin as her tongue pushed inside her mouth.

Christina sucked on Fergie's tongue and escalated things even further by moving her hands up. Christina pressed her palms to Fergie's chest, helping herself to a generous feel of her tits through her black t-shirt and finding out there was definitely no bra underneath to hold back her swelling nipples.

As this was going on Gwen became the forgotten woman, but that only lasted as long as it took Fergie and Christina to break their kiss for a gulp of air. That gave Gwen her opportunity and she grabbed it, taking Fergie's face in her hands and turning her so she could steal a kiss.

Just like with Christina, Fergie kissed back without shyness. She clearly was no virgin to women and the temperature in the office rose with each kiss.

The three aroused women kissed and explored each other, soft feminine moans breaking the otherwise silent atmosphere. All three knew what they wanted and they weren't about to wait to get it. Christina and Gwen sandwiched Fergie on the couch, pressing their bodies to hers as they engaged in a three-way kiss, swiping tongues and sharing saliva with growing passionate need.

Fergie felt she must have died and gone to heaven to get this lucky. Ever since she had gotten the invitation from Christina to stop on by she had hoped the rumors were true. Stupid rumors were everywhere and rarely accurate, but Fergie was delighted to see this one was right on the money.

She had dreamed that Christina had more than business on her mind and having Gwen there to share in the Sapphic ecstasy just made Fergie want it more. She had dressed slutty with this in mind and now Fergie was getting desperate to get naked and go wild with these two beautiful girls.

Christina's hands squeezed her breasts and kissed her neck while Gwen swallowed her tongue and Fergie cursed herself for bothering to wear panties that day. She wished she could just flick up her skirt and show these hotties how wet she was getting. Her damn panties were an obstacle that Fergie didn't want. Even the two seconds it would take to yank them down seemed like a lifetime when she was as horny as she was then.

But before Fergie could even begin to inch her panties down, something else entirely happened to change the mood of the office. Sounds that definitely weren't sex moans were coming from the hallway.

"Fluffy! No! Let me through! Please! I have to see her!" a voice cried from the hallway. "Please let me through! Fluffy please! You know me! I need to get through! Don't do this!"

Christina and Gwen immediately recognized the voice and they pulled up from Fergie with a start. Gwen looked over at Christina in a panic, hoping against hope that a major freakout wasn't looming. It took one look in Christina's eyes to see that was a foolish hope.

"Please Fluffy please!" Britney begged in a voice that was near tears. "Don't be mean! Let me through!"

Fluffy was honestly torn as he tried to keep Britney from getting to the door. Sure Christina had given orders. But how could he not be affected by her desperate pleas? His heart wasn't made of stone even if his job required him to be ice. He and Britney had spent a lot of time together and it was impossible to not care for her and feel bad for what she was going through.

"Britney, she says she doesn't want to see you," Fluffy insisted. "I can't let you through."

"Please Fluffy," Britney pleaded. "I can't not see her. Please tell her I'm here! Tell her I'm going crazy without her! I need her!"

But no one had to tell Christina that Britney had arrived. She flung her office door open and walked out into the hallway, her face only hinting at the raging emotion inside her.

"What do you want?" Christina sneered. "I told you never to show your fucking face here again."

"Please Chrissy, don't be like that!" Britney begged, Fluffy standing between her and the person she most wanted to be close to. "Why won't you see me? Why won't you talk to me? I'm not mad about what happened. I just want to see you."

"You're not mad? Oh that's fucking classic Britney. Why the fuck would I care if you were mad?" Christina snapped. "You're the one that fucking stabbed me in the back Britney! Get your fat ass out of here now! Get the fuck out of MY record label before I have security throw you out! Go home to your useless fuck husband. Go have a hundred stupid babies and leave me the fuck alone!"

"Don't make me leave," Britney emotionally demanded. "I just want to talk."

"I'm busy," Christina shot back. "I have some real friends in the office. Girls who won't fuck me over and leave with the first dick they suck. I'm in there having fun and I don't fucking need you anymore Britney."

"Why are you being so cruel to me?" Britney demanded. "Why are you being such a bitch? I miss you so much and you won't even talk to me. You hang up on me when I call and you won't even let Fluffy let me through! Please Chrissy! Don't be like this! Let me talk to you! I want to make it right between us."

"I don't want to see you," Christina icily insisted. "I don't want to talk to you. Looking at you makes me sick Britney. Get out of here now you fucking cunt! I never want to see your ugly face again!"

Britney was crestfallen at Christina's words. She had hoped time would ease things between them but it hadn't. Things had gotten even worse. Tears began to roll down Britney's eyes, but Christina betrayed no sympathy.

"Please..." Britney whispered. "Don't say that to me. Don't say you won't see me."

"I won't see you Britney," Christina sneered. "I never want to fucking see you again! I don't even want to fucking know you exist!"

Christina stormed back into her office, slamming the door behind her and leaving Britney with tears streaming down her face.

"I'm sorry Britney, I..." Fluffy began, trying to reassure his former client.

"It's ok," Britney said, wiping her eyes and trying to compose herself. "I just...I gotta get out of here."

Britney took off down the hallway, wanting to get out of the building as quickly as possible. Christina's words had shattered her already bruised heart and she couldn't stand to be there anymore. She had to get home to her baby. She had to get back to where she felt loved.

Inside the office, Gwen and Fergie remained on the couch, looking very uncomfortable.

"Christina, are you ok?" Gwen asked, relieved at least that it hadn't been as bad as the last time. Christina had nearly thrown Britney out of the mansion by her hair when Britney had confessed to her about Kevin. All the media attention focused on Britney's marriage and her pregnancies had only made Christina seethe since then.

"I'm fine," Christina said. "She's just too dumb to know when she's not wanted. I don't know why she won't get the fucking point. But I don't want to think about her anymore. Where were we?"

"You were right here next to me," Fergie replied, happy to get the subject back to sex. "Mmmm and you were right here too."

Fergie grabbed her own tits through her shirt, a gesture that made Christina giggle and zip back over to the couch.

"That's just where I want to be," Christina claimed, getting her hands back on Fergie's chest and her lips back on her neck.

Fergie reacted with a moan, tossing her head back and loving the feel of the soft kisses. Christina knew just how to make a woman's body tingle and Gwen's kiss was what her lips were dying for. The double stimulation got another moan from Fergie and inspired a request.

"Mmmmmmm so good," Fergie sighed. "Let's get naked girls. Let's get all good and slutty."

While Fergie meant no harm with what she said, it triggered a rush of emotion in Christina. She suddenly shot up off the couch and began pacing around. She had stifled it all inside herself since that day Britney had confessed she had been seeing that asshole but the emotion of having her appear suddenly and Fergie's words reminded Christina of all the good memories she had shared with her former friend and lover.

Christina remembered all the kisses. She remembered all the frenzied fucks. She remembered all the times Britney had begged her to get slutty and make her feel good. But most of all Christina remembered how strong her feelings had been for her friend. It was a surge of emotion that Christina had not been prepared for and before she even knew what was going on she was crying.

"Chrissy?" Gwen said gently, getting off the couch to take her friend's hand. "Chrissy, don't cry sweetie."

"That bitch," Christina suddenly sobbed. "That fucking bitch broke my heart, Gwen. Why won't she leave me alone? Why won't she let me forget about her? I just want not to think about her anymore."

"Shhhhhhh it's ok baby," Gwen replied, pulling the shorter girl in for a hug.

"No! It can't be ok if I can't stop thinking of her!" Christina insisted, pushing herself away from Gwen. "I gotta...gotta get out of here!"

The flood of memories was too strong and Christina didn't want anyone to see her like this. She didn't want her friends to see the side she had worked so hard to hide. Without another word she bolted from the office, leaving Gwen and Fergie behind in awkward silence.

Gwen knew from experience not to go after Christina. At times like this she always demanded to be alone and pursuing her always ended with doors being slammed in people's faces. It was better to just let her cool off. Besides there wasn't much comfort she could be if Christina continued to be closed off.

"I guess I should go too," Fergie sighed in disappointment, smoothing down her pink skirt.

"I'm sorry about Christina," Gwen said. "Sometimes she gets like that and..."

"You don't have to apologize," Fergie replied. "And don't worry. I didn't see anything here. Everyone's secret is safe with me. No need to even say anything."

"Thanks," Gwen gratefully stated. "I knew I didn't have to ask."

"Damn," Fergie muttered with a touch of humor. "I really thought I was going to get laid today."

Gwen looked up at the sound of that and smiled. Why not, she asked herself. She was still horny from her adventure with Fluffy and not even a bout of drama could change that.

"Well who says you can't still get laid?" Gwen inquired with a smile. "I'm still here. And I'm not going anywhere anytime soon."

Fergie reacted with a smile of her own and began patting the now vacant spot next to her on the couch.

"Oh yeah? Then get over here and prove it," Fergie challenged. "No more talking. Get over here and fuck me."

Gwen loved the sound of that and before Fergie could blink she was on the couch next to her, kissing her. Their lips brushed together with a hard mash and they quickly settled into a steady kissing rhythm, pushing their tongues into each other's mouths and taking turns sucking on the pink invaders. The experience they both had kissing girls was obvious and Gwen and Fergie soon had each other moaning with desire for the other.

"Mmmm you've done this before," Gwen observed, stating the obvious as she smacked her lips and enjoyed the taste of Fergie's lipstick on hers.

"So have you," Fergie smiled back. "Looks like you and Christina love getting frisky in here."

"Oh Christina is the least of who I've done," Gwen teased, her eyes sparkling as she mentally ran through her list of conquests. "And if you're a good girl I might just introduce you to some of my special friends."

"Too bad I'm not a good girl," Fergie shot back playfully as she yanked up her skirt to show her red panties. "I'm a nasty girl."

"Mmmmm even better," Gwen giggled before leaning in for another kiss and a reach downward. She rubbed Fergie's mound and was delighted, if not surprised, by what she found.

"You're so wet," Gwen marveled. "Mmmmmmm I'm gonna lick this wet pussy dry."

That promise had Fergie moaning on the couch and squirming against it, loving how the leather felt against her body. She couldn't wait to be naked on it. Gwen was driving her wild just with kisses and Fergie was dying with anticipation to see what else the beautiful singer could do to her body.

While girls growing up sometimes struggled with whether they liked girls or boys, that had never been a problem for Fergie. She liked them both. She liked them both a lot and she always had. Nothing satisfied her quite like a threesome when she had both a stiff cock and a wet pussy to play with.

There were no boys here, unfortunately, but Fergie wasn't complaining about only having Gwen Stefani ready and willing to fuck. She loved the way women felt and especially how they licked. Gwen's promise to do just that made her pussy quiver and Fergie didn't hesitate to hook her fingers into the waistband of her panties and yank them down her legs.

"Make me even wetter Gwen," Fergie requested in a near pant of arousal as her panties hit the floor. "You and Christina made my pussy so hot. Now give it the licking it needs!'

"Ooooh someone's impatient," Gwen giggled.

"I just need your tongue bad," Fergie moaned, wetness starting to drip past her pink cunt lips and trickle down her thighs.

"And that's just what you're gonna get," Gwen promised before backing up on the couch and pulling Fergie's legs up off the floor. This got the younger singer on her back on the couch and, after they both paused to get their shoes off, Gwen pushed her legs open slinging them over the edges so she could spread open her pussy.

Gwen took a moment to properly appreciate the bottomless woman before her. Fergie's labia was coated with sex juice and her neat bush had the softest brown fur. Gwen ran her fingers through the small hairs right before she used her hand to splay open Fergie's cunt and dive in with her tongue.

"FUCK!" Fergie cried in delight at the penetration of her pussy. She loved women's tongues so much. Men most assuredly had their uses, but no one could eat pussy like women could.

"Mmmmm lick it Gwen...ooooh lick my wet pussy!" Fergie moaned as her hands pushed up her t-shirt to expose her braless tits. "Yessssssssss I've been wanting this ever since Christina called me! I just never thought it would be you...mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhh work that tongue...it would be you licking me!"

"Naughty girl, been dreaming of getting this hot pussy licked, huh?" Gwen teased, pulling her wet tongue out and leaving a strand of Fergie's juice dribbling down her chin. "Christina didn't even need to seduce you. You were already hot to fuck her. No wonder she wanted you in here so bad. She knew what a sexy slut you really are."

"Fuck yesssssss mmmmm I am a slut...a hot, nasty slut," Fergie gasped when Gwen resumed licking her snatch. "Lick me Gwen! Oooooooh yessssssss mmmmm you've got a great tongue! I heard all those rumors about Christina, but I had no idea you were so fucking good too!"

Gwen smiled widely at the compliment but didn't stop her licking. She stared up from Fergie's legs as she tongued the singer, loving the view as her lover had her shirt up over her tits, squeezing her own firm mounds. Gwen wanted to get herself a feel of those tits too, with her hands and her mouth, but that could wait for later. Right now there was nothing getting her away from this pussy.

With each happy cry she got from Fergie, Gwen licked a little harder. Her whole body was raging with lust. Going without a serious, bone rattling orgasm from Fluffy was fueling Gwen's libido like gasoline on a fire and Fergie was reaping the benefit. Gwen licked away at her tender folds, slurping up her juices as easily as she'd swallowed Fluffy's cum and enjoying the contrast in flavors between her boy and girl lovers.

"So good...mmmmmm yessssssss such a hot fucking tongue," Fergie continued to moan while she mauled her own tits. Her chest was just big enough for her to push it up for her tongue to swipe at her own nipple. That sent another shiver of arousal through her body and Fergie began humping Gwen's face, coaxing more of her tongue inside.

"Eat me Gwen! Eat my fucking wet pussy!" Fergie begged. "Make me sign with the label by eating me out so fucking good! Mmmmmmmm yessssssss I love what you're doing! You're making me so fucking wet!"

Fergie then tossed her head back and moaned loudly and longly. Gwen was licking her right to heaven and Fergie knew she wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer from coming. Gwen was expertly tonguing her cunt and hadn't even gone after her clitoris yet. Fergie could only imagine how amazing a sensation it would be when that finally happened.

But as good as it felt, Fergie didn't want it to end too quickly. She had been looking forward to this, even if it had been Christina and not Gwen she had envisioned eating her out, and she wanted it to last. And besides, she and Gwen weren't nearly naked enough.

Reaching down, Fergie pushed Gwen away from her pussy. Gwen looked up with surprise, but Fergie assured her that she hadn't done anything wrong.

"C'mere," Fergie urged. "Kiss me Gwen."

That was accomplished easily enough as Gwen pulled herself up from the end of the couch and hovered herself above Fergie. Using her hands on the cushions to brace herself, Gwen pushed her slim body down and opened her lips for Fergie to kiss. The younger woman obviously loved the taste of herself from the way she sucked on Gwen's lips and tongue and Gwen began moaning as Fergie also took her hands off her own tits and got them to work elsewhere.

Fergie moved her hands first to Gwen's shirt, giving her tits a sexy squeeze and finding out that she wasn't the only one to go out without a bra that day. That got Gwen moaning and it only got louder when Fergie pulled her hands away to get them on the platinum blonde's ass. The moans also came with a flinch and a gasp, though, and Fergie was quite curious to find out why.

"Let's get these damn clothes off," Fergie suggested. "I want us both naked!"

Naked sounded very good to Gwen and she and her new lover immediately set about making it happen. Fergie's work shirt was pushed off her shoulders and onto the couch and it was quickly followed by her t-shirt. After casting her shirt over her head and leaving herself fully topless, Fergie did the same for Gwen yanking up her yellow t-shirt and making sure their tits were both exposed.

The two girls sat up on the couch so they were face to face and they hungrily kissed, rubbing their naked breasts together and getting their nipples even harder. It wasn't often that Fergie had bigger tits than her female lovers and she was enjoying how even her chest dwarfed Gwen's. Not that she didn't love Gwen's perky little tits. They looked so tasty and Fergie didn't pass on the opportunity to snack on them.

"Mmmmmmm yeahhhhhh get my tits wet," Gwen dreamily groaned as she leaned back and let Fergie's skilled mouth work her chest over. "That's it sweetie. Suck those nipples into your pretty little mouth. Ughhhhh let me feel how good your tongue is so I'll want it in my pussy even more."

While her tongue flicked over Gwen's nipples until they were almost red with swollen desire, Fergie grew curious about how bad Gwen did want her tongue in her pussy. Without so much as pausing for permission, Fergie popped open the button of Gwen's jeans and slid her hand inside, under the waistband of her thong and right against her pussy.

"Ooooooooh I see I'm not the only wet slut here today," Fergie grinned with the delight of discovery as she palmed Gwen's mound, making her lover groan and gasp sharply for breath.

"Yessssss I'm sooooooo wet," Gwen agreed with a moan. "Ohhhhh Fergie I've been a bad girl today and I need to come."

"Yeah? How bad?" Fergie pressed as she continued teasing Gwen with her hand, threatening penetration of her soft folds at any second.

"Reallllllly bad," Gwen confessed, vividly remembering how just a short time before she'd been on her knees for Fluffy letting him stuff her mouth with his cock without mercy. "I'm a nasty slut cheating on my husband with girls...mmmmmmm and another man too. I can't help it. I need to get fucked constantly. I've turned into a goddamn nympho and I need to come!"

Fergie was very interested in this and she was dying for details of Gwen's lovers, specifically where were they, how hot were they and would they fuck her too. But that could come after she had her fun with Gwen and they still had too many clothes on.

As she kissed Gwen again to silence her confessing lips, Fergie furthered her exploration of the blonde's lower body by pushing Gwen's jeans down her legs. She got them down around Gwen's ankles before the ska superstar did the rest, kicking them the rest of the way off and onto the carpeted floor next to their discarded shirts and shoes. Gwen was now naked except for the thong that did nothing to hide her ass cheeks and Fergie saw the cause of Gwen's little flinch before.

"Oh my," Fergie grinned. "You have been a naughty girl Gwen. Just look at that ass. I know asses, baby, and that's an ass that's just been spanked. Is that Christina's handiwork?"

"Mmmmm she wishes," Gwen mysteriously answered. "Maybe I'll tell you where that came from...maybe...but first you gotta kiss it to make it better."

"Oooooh gladly," Fergie gleefully replied. "Mmmmm bring that gorgeous butt right here baby."

Assuming the position once more, Gwen got on her hands and knees, pressing them into the leather couch as Fergie crouched behind her, dressed only in her skirt, her bare butt cheeks seductively peeking out. Fergie loved the female body, especially a great ass and to her eyes Gwen's was a work of art. But she didn't just want to stare, not when it was much more fun to play with it.

"You have a fucking amazing ass Gwen," Fergie admired. "It's perfect."

"Mmmmmm not like yours," Gwen said. "I love your ass Fergie. Ohhhh I'd see you shake it in your videos wearing those tiny, slutty shorts and I'd want you so bad. Mmmm I'd dream about fucking your hot ass Fergie and get my fingers all sticky thinking about you."

Fergie was fully aware that people, particularly other women, lusted after her, but when it was someone like Gwen admitting those lusts, her pussy couldn't help but respond with quivers of pleasure. Rolling down Gwen's thong past her cheeks, Fergie rewarded her new friend for the compliment by pressing her lips to her tender cheeks.

Gwen winced, but not in pain, with every kiss to her still pinkened ass and soon the moaning started up once more.

"Ahhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhh mmmmmmm just like that," Gwen sighed. "Kiss my spanked ass. Oooooooh it's all tender but you're making it feel so much better Fergie. Mmm your lips are so good."

"Just wait till you feel my tongue then," Fergie confidently laughed. "This is just a preview of what I can do. Mmmmmm I'm gonna make your pussy cream so good Gwen."

"Oh no, my turn first," Gwen insisted. She didn't mind waiting to get licked. She was craving some pussy against her tongue now and wasn't going to wait. The taste she'd gotten of Fergie before had left her starved for more.

"But I don't want to stop," Fergie playfully protested, pressing her lips to Gwen's perfect ass cheeks with every word. "You're gonna have to make me."

"Oh I'll make you," Gwen giggled as she whirled around on the couch and pounced on top of Fergie. The younger singer let out a shriek of delight as Gwen wrestled her down flat on her back. Gwen hungrily kissed her once again and Fergie melted into the wonderful sensations.

The smooth leather felt so good against her bare back and Gwen's kiss was heavenly, so soft and so sexy. Even if Fergie hadn't already been into girls there was no way she'd have been able to resist it. Fergie could only imagine all the lucky girls who had felt this amazing kiss before her.

"Take me Gwen," Fergie softly begged in between kisses. "Take me and fuck me and make me feel good. Mmmmm Christina doesn't know what she's missing."

No she doesn't, Gwen thought to herself as she kept kissing Fergie's willing lips, but I'll make sure she gets all the details as soon as she calms down. Gwen knew that it wouldn't be long before Fergie got another invitation to the office so Christina could get her licks in.

Now that Fergie's shirt was gone, Gwen could fully explore her body. She kept Fergie's arms pinned down and exerted full control over her new lover as she sucked on her bare tits and left her nipples hard and shiny with saliva. Gwen lavished love on each tit, moving back and forth and licking and kissing every inch of breast flesh on display.

"Ohhhhhh Gwennnnnnn," Fergie groaned. "More baby more. Mmmm you're getting me so fucking wet."

Fergie didn't mind Gwen taking control and pinning her arms down. She never bothered with submissive or dominant labels. All Fergie cared about was doing what felt good and everything Gwen was doing felt very, very good.

Gwen kept licking Fergie's nipples, rolling the swollen tips around with her tongue and loving the moans and little gasps of pleasure she was getting for her efforts. Fergie had great tits. Her ass always drew the stares but Gwen now saw that the girl had plenty of T to admire along with her A.

She easily could have spent an hour or two, just kissing into Fergie's cleavage and sucking on her big nipples but that would have meant ignoring Fergie's pussy and Gwen couldn't do that. That just wouldn't have been right. So she kissed her way down Fergie's tight midriff, loving the little beads of sweat that were dripping down her tummy and finally disposed of the skirt that had been pushed up around Fergie's thighs for far too long.

Part of Gwen wanted to leave the skirt on because it was so nasty to always have just a little bit of clothing on when you fucked, like you were so horny for it you couldn't even bother to get all the way undressed. But she ultimately threw it onto the floor with the rest of their clothes because she didn't want any barriers between her and Fergie's body.

"Yessssssss mmmmm that's how I want us," Fergie excitedly hissed as her skirt hit the floor. "I want to be naked with you Gwen! I want us both naked and nasty!"

"Goody," Gwen beamed as she backed up against the arm of the couch so she could get perfectly positioned between Fergie's legs. "That's how I like it too. And now that the naked part is done, it's time for us to get nasty."

Gwen's tongue then got right back to work on Fergie with hard, strong licks against her slit that had her lover's legs kicking in the air.

"HOLY SHIT YESSSSSSSS AHHHHHH YESSSSSSSS!!!" Fergie cried in ecstasy over the sudden jolt of pleasure that shot through her naked body. She didn't care if anyone heard her. She was sure this wasn't the first time a woman's passionate sex screams had come out of this office.

Gwen had to duck slightly to avoid Fergie's involuntary kicks and she giggled with pride into her lover's pussy over her own ability to make a woman feel good. Who knew she'd ever be this into it when she accepted Jewel's fateful invitation to the mansion?

Spreading open Fergie's slit with her hand, Gwen dove her tongue inside and stopped thinking about the past to focus on the future and the creamy orgasm she promised herself she was going to drink down.

With the hot taste of Fergie's tangy juices spurring her on, Gwen tongued her new lover, staring up at her from between her legs while she worked over her tight folds. Fergie's pussy was soaked with girl juice and Gwen wanted it all. She licked and tongue fucked the girl steadily, going deep and hard into her cunt to treat her taste buds to this new flavor.

"Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssss mmmmmm more Gwen morrrrrrrrrrrrre!" Fergie happily exclaimed as she struggled to hold her long legs steady. "Fuck my pussy! Ohhhhhhhh baby your tongue feels so fucking good inside me! Work it in harder! Mmmmmmmmm lick me faster Gwen! Fuck me with that tongue like it's a cock!"

"Is that what you want honey?" Gwen teased, slurping her juice coated tongue back into her mouth while she rubbed her fingers enthusiastically over Fergie's spread cunt. "You want some cock? Mmmmm I can get one of Christina's toys if you want me to."

"No!" Fergie insisted without hesitation. "No toys! I just want your tongue Gwen! Tongue fuck my wet pussy baby! You're so nasty and so good and you're making me so goddamn wet! Make me come like the horny bitch I am!"

Fergie had never liked sex toys all that much. Sure they did in a pinch when she was lonely and horny, but flesh and blood was always better than plastic. She didn't want a toy inside her when she had Gwen's tongue at her disposal. Getting something big and hard inside her was a job for boys. Girls were there for their tongues and that was what Fergie wanted from Gwen.

Gwen didn't fight Fergie's insistence. She tasted too good to object and besides, Christina's toys were all the way across the office. Gwen didn't want to move an inch away from this wet pussy. But that didn't mean she had lost her desire to fuck Fergie. It just meant she changed her tactics.

While getting her tongue back in with a series of long licks against Fergie's spread lips, Gwen pulled one of her hands up. Fergie reacted to Gwen's tongue strokes with happy gasps and horny cries, humping herself against Gwen's beautiful face to coax more tongue inside. Gwen gave Fergie faster, more intense licks, working her pussy over with a burst of energy and she also gave her more.

"OOOOOOOOOOH!!!" Fergie called out as two of Gwen's fingers pushed into her cunt. "Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh you can totally do that Gwen! Mmmmmm finger my pussy while you lick it! Ohhhhhhhhh fuck you've got such a hot tongue and your fingers are making it even better!"

Gwen licked and fingered Fergie with perfect timing. All her experience with girls showed now as she expertly got Fergie wetter with her finger fuck and then tongued up her juice with skilled tongue strokes. It didn't take long for Fergie's breathing to turn ragged and for her body to begin the shift to orgasmic overdrive, especially when Gwen turned to her clit.

It hadn't been hard for Gwen to get to Fergie's clitoris, but she had purposely stayed away from giving it too much attention until now. Fergie's ears didn't have the only piercings on her body and Gwen would have been blind and incompetent to miss the stud that marked her lover's clit. But now that she had given her body at least some of the exploration it demanded, Gwen finally rubbed her two fingers against Fergie's clit and tongued the swelling, pierced bud.

"FUCK!!!" Fergie screamed in ecstasy. "YEAHHHHHHH GWENNNNNN!!! MMMMMMM GETTING CLOSE!!! YOU WANT IT BABY? YOU WANT MY SLUTTY CUM ALL OVER YOUR PRETTY FACE?"

"Fuck yeah," Gwen panted, pulling up for just a moment. "But that's not all I want!"

Fergie never had an opportunity to ask what Gwen meant because the blonde acted so quickly. But Fergie wouldn't have asked anyway. She knew what Gwen wanted. She knew what all the girls and all the boys wanted when they fucked her and Gwen was certainly worthy of getting it.

With pussy juice dribbling down from her lips, Gwen pulled Fergie up by her legs, lifting her slightly into the air and getting her tongue in perfect position to dive into her pretty, puckered asshole. Gwen announced her intentions by taking a trick she had picked up from Christina and spitting into the hole, making Fergie groan and writhe.

Gwen dove right in after her spit, licking it up and working her tongue all over the tender hole. Fergie's words came out garbled, but they indicated nothing but pleasure, especially when Fergie's hand shot down to press against the back of Gwen's head, keeping her happily locked in position.

"GODDDDDDDD YESSSSSSSS TONGUE MY ASS!" Fergie exclaimed when she finally found the mental clarity to push the words out. "GIVE MY ASS YOUR HOT TONGUE WHILE YOU FINGER MY PUSSY AND RUB MY CLIT! MMMMMMM YEAHHHH YOU'RE FUCKING ME SO GOOD GWEN!"

Fergie helped her own cause when she moved her free hand down between her legs. She slipped a finger of her own inside her pussy to join Gwen's, giving herself a double fucking while Gwen's tongue rimmed her with the nasty passion Fergie always longed for in her lovers.

Gwen felt euphoria rolling through her body. She loved how nasty she was acting. Sucking off Fluffy. Tonguing another woman's ass. Being like this had her heart pounding with the kind of adrenaline where you were glad you were alive because of all the fun you could have.

Gwen kept her one free hand gripped to Fergie's ass, pressing hard into her cheek as she stabbed her tongue into her hole repeatedly, every now and then changing things up by spitting and licking while her fingers continued to rub against the singer's pierced clitoris.

"OHHHHHHHH I'M GONNA COME!" Fergie cried, stating what was quite obvious by now as her body shook on the couch, making her tits bounce nicely. "ALMOST THERRRRRRRRRRRE!!! DON'T STOP GWEN!!! PLEASE DON'T STOP!"

With Fergie's hand on her head, pressing her down to her ass, Gwen wasn't about to stop. But while tonguing Fergie's ass was fun, Gwen wanted her cream soaking her tongue. She would have to come back here and play later. Pulling her tongue and fingers out, Gwen didn't give Fergie even a chance to feel neglected before she jammed her tongue back into her cunt and lapped away at her clit.

That got another happy exclamation from Fergie, especially as she continued to work herself over with her fingers, plumping her pierced clit up for Gwen's tongue, but not as loud as the one that came when Gwen pushed her fingers into Fergie's well lubed ass.

"AHHHHHHHHH FUCK OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH YEAHHHHHH THAT'S IT GWEN!!!" Fergie blissfully screamed, doing nothing to muzzle herself. "THAT'S HOW I LOVE IT!!! AHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!"

Fergie's whole body was tensing up. She knew she was about to come and she almost didn't want it to happen. This was too good. She didn't want it to end. She wanted Gwen to fuck her again and again, keeping her in perpetual heat. Fergie loved her position. She was flat on her back with her legs straight up in the air now as Gwen fingered her ass and lapped away at her cunt. Fergie was like a naked "L" on the couch and she never wanted to move again.

As her breathing grew faster and more uneven, Fergie's voice actually got lower. The closer she got to orgasm, the more her cries turned into whimpers and she was practically mewing as she begged for more. Words were getting harder to force out as the world seemed to come to a complete halt around her. Nothing mattered but the pleasure she was feeling.

"So close..." Fergie squeaked. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Yessssssss Gwen yessssssssssssssssssss!!!"

Gwen's tongue slapped Fergie's clitoris, batting her piercing around. She went after her aggressively with every intention of not pausing for anything until she got a taste of Fergie's orgasm.

Gwen didn't have long to wait. The three pronged attack of Gwen's tongue in the singer's pussy and fingers in her ass while Fergie frigged her own pussy got results seconds later as Fergie let out a garbled moan sharp enough to cut glass and flooded Gwen's mouth with her pussy cream.

"Ahhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh!!!" Fergie cried, her voice getting strong again as she let loose with her ecstasy. "YEAHHHHHH SOOOOOO FUCKING GOOOOOOODDDD!!!"

Gwen stopped her tongue in order to swallow down the hot feminine essence she was being fed but she didn't slow her fingers. She fucked Fergie's ass with two of her fingers, stretching her hole and prolonging the pleasure that was shaking through her lover's body.

Fergie couldn't remember any lover, male or female, who had blown her mind as much as Gwen had. She tried to communicate this to her blonde lover but all the words came out garbled as drool couldn't help but spill out from her mouth onto the couch. Pleasure filled her from her toes to the ends of her hair. There wasn't an inch of her body that wasn't soaked in bliss and when she finally had the mental strength back to pull off a few words of coherent communication, Fergie only had one request.

"Kiss me again," Fergie demanded with a happy moan. "Kiss me now, Gwen."

Gwen didn't bother pointing out that Fergie didn't even have to ask. Right now kissing was the least of what Gwen wanted to do with Fergie. Gwen pulled her body up and lay flat atop Fergie on the couch, mashing their tits together as they passionately kissed.

Even though her brain was still swimming laps in all the endorphins flowing through her, Fergie kissed Gwen back as hard as she could. She wanted to taste herself all over her lover's tongue and lips, but most of all she wanted to give back Gwen all the pleasure she had just gotten. Fergie wanted to reward her newest fuck friend and she wasn't about to wait for her afterglow to fade to do it.

"That was so so so so fucking good," Fergie groaned as her hands moved to Gwen's tits and started playing with the perky mounds, massaging her already swollen nipples. "Mmmm you're an incredible fuck Gwen."

"Thanks," Gwen said with a blush. She adored hearing that compliment. "You've got such a hot body it was easy. I just did what I'd been dreaming about doing since I started seeing your videos."

The idea of Gwen getting hot over seeing her shake her ass in short skirts and tiny shorts got Fergie going again and she gave Gwen another hot kiss, increasing the passion of her breast play. That had Gwen moaning into her mouth and Fergie toyed with her lover's hard nipples, teasing them with her fingers while she sucked on her tongue.

"But you're not the only great fuck here," Fergie declared with a confident grin when the kiss broke. "I know just what to do with a hot body and right now you belong to me Gwen."

Reversing roles, Fergie took command, flipping Gwen over on the couch so she was the one on her back. Gwen didn't resist a bit and hungrily kissed Fergie as she settled in, loving the feel of the body heated leather couch against her bare back. Gwen wrapped her arms around Fergie's back and kissed her repeatedly, moaning louder with each squeeze and pinch Fergie took at her tits.

"Oooooooooooh yeahhhhhh play with my tits," Gwen urged. "Squeeze my hot little titties Fergie. You're making me so wet I'm gonna come so fucking soon."

"Oh no...no coming yet," Fergie ordered with a naughty gleam in her eyes. "I'm gonna show you all the nasty things I can do first. Mmmmm I can tell you've had a lot of practice fucking girls Gwen, but so have I."

Fergie planted another wet, passionate kiss on Gwen's lips before leaving them behind and moving down her lover's body. Fergie took a quick detour to give each of Gwen's breasts a kiss, running her tongue all over her hard pink nipples, but she didn't let herself get too distracted.

Ordinarily Fergie would have lavished attention on Gwen's tits, but, judging from the wetness she got from pressing against her pussy, she could feel that Gwen really was about to come. Fergie wanted that cream on her face and she mentally promised to give Gwen a full body licking later because she was going to make damn sure they did this again.

"Such a hot body," Fergie moaned as she kissed a wet trail down Gwen's toned stomach and started licking around her thighs, making the blonde singer pant with need. "Mmmmmmmm you've got such a sexy fucking body. I'm gonna fuck you Gwen! I'm gonna fuck you so good!"

"Yessssssssssss fuck me!" Gwen pleaded. "I've been so naughty today and I need to come! It's been fucking building up in me! Fuck my pussy Fergie! Fuck it good and make it cream!"

But Fergie's interest in Gwen's pussy was secondary to her obsession with her ass. From the first glimpse she had gotten of it in Gwen's thong Fergie had wanted to just sink her teeth into it and now that she had Gwen naked she knew she was going to go absolutely insane if she waited any longer. Fergie loved asses and she had never seen one better than Gwen's.

"Scoot down," Fergie requested and Gwen immediately complied, pulling herself down on the couch so she could be closer to Fergie.

Gwen knew what her lover wanted and she was wet and horny enough to give her anything if it resulted in orgasm. She spread her legs wide as she could, opening up her pink, juicy cunt as well as her ass. With a horny growl, Fergie reacted to the lewd sight in front of her face by reaching under her lover's body and squeezing Gwen's butt cheeks as she spread them open even wider. Gwen's puckered starfish was practically gaping for her now and Fergie hungrily went to work.

Unlike Gwen and her spitting, Fergie let her saliva just run off her tongue and into Gwen's asshole. The spit dripped out of her mouth, striking Gwen right on target and making the blonde coo happily at the sensation. But that sound was nothing compared to the reaction Gwen had when Fergie rolled her tongue and started fucking her ass with it.

"UGHHHH YEAHHHHHHH OHHHHHHHHH GAWWWD YEAHHHHH FUCK MY ASS!" Gwen passionately commanded. "TONGUE FUCK THAT HOLE FERGIE! OHHHHHHH FUCK! YOU ARE A NASTY GIRL! MMMMMM YEAHHHH LICK MY SLUTTY ASS BABY! MAKE MY PUSSY EVEN WETTER!"

Gwen helped herself along by taking a page from Fergie's technique and reaching between her own legs to finger herself while getting her ass rimmed. Fergie's tongue was incredible. She was using her tongue like it was a finger, penetrating her tight hole and fucking her with passion and force. Gwen had been tongue fucked up the ass by porn stars, entertainment reporters and everyone in between and no one had done it quite like Fergie was.

As pleasure raced through her body, Gwen's head rolled around on the soft leather and moan after moan poured out of her mouth. She had to close her eyes to try and take it all in. Fergie's tongue felt so good in her ass, fucking her hard, but not too hard and with just the right precision. She not only knew how to lick, she knew where to lick. It was the perfect rim job and Gwen felt like she was flying toward heaven from it.

If Fergie had sprouted white, feathered wings and a golden halo had encircled her head at that moment, Gwen wouldn't have been surprised. This was the tongue of an angel and Gwen was now a convert to the gospel of it. Gwen was not blessed with psychic powers, but she was having herself a hell of a vision about the fun they could have in Malibu with Fergie. She was a keeper. No doubt about it.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh gawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwd. You're so fucking good baby," Gwen cried, struggling to keep her volume under control and finally just clamping her hand over her mouth so she could scream into her own palm. The sounds might not have been rare around this office, but Gwen still didn't see the sense in letting everyone know she was getting her ass licked masterfully by the lead singer of Black Eyed Peas.

Gwen cried repeatedly into her hand, her sounds almost a scream of rapture. Fergie's tongue alternated between hard thrusts and slaps against her tight hole and sexy, wet licks over it, half teasing and half fucking her and all of it making her feel good. Gwen had only gotten into this particular sex act recently and she still loved having her pussy licked more, but a few more times like this with Fergie and Gwen knew she would have found herself seriously hooked on having her ass eaten.

"More. Please more baby," Gwen begged loosening her hand enough to gasp out her words as she writhed naked on the couch, flat on her back with her cheeks spread wide for Fergie's incredible tongue.

"Like that don't ya?" Fergie evilly teased, pulling her tongue out to ask the most obvious question in the world. "Think I'm slutty enough to join the label Gwen? Think Christina's gonna want my tongue buried in her ass too? She just as big a whore for it as you are?"

"Yessssssssssssss she's an even bigger fucking whore for it," Gwen admitted. "Mmmmm she's gonna want you tongue fucking her all day and night and never stopping. She'll be begging you to join up and begging you to fuck her like you're fucking me. She'd be fucking crazy if she wasn't. Your tongue feels go good Fergie. It feels so fucking good."

"Good enough for you to come for me?" Fergie continued to tease, rubbing her thumb over Gwen's well licked ass. "Good enough for you to tell Christina what a hot fuck I am?"

"Yeahhhhhhhhhh I'll tell her," Gwen passionately promised as she squirmed naked on the couch, whimpering with horny need to get Fergie to finish her off. "I'll tell her every nasty detail of how fucking good you are at licking my slutty ass. Please don't stop Fergie. Please make me come. I wanna come for you baby. I need it so goddamn bad!!!"

Gwen's need was quite obvious by that point. Her pussy was practically trembling like a volcano about to explode. Fergie wondered what Gwen had done to get herself that horny, but it wasn't like she was complaining. She had never dreamed when she had woken up that morning that someone like Gwen Stefani would be begging for her to fuck her and the thrill of it all was already getting Fergie wet for more fun.

But first she knew she had to finish Gwen off. Her ass tasted so good that she could have eaten it all day, but that wet pussy of Gwen's looked pretty damn tempting too. Fergie couldn't decide how to finish her lover off, so she tossed the decision off to her.

"How do you want to come baby?" Fergie inquired, her thumb continuing to work Gwen over, keeping the blonde right on the verge. "You want me to keep tongue fucking your perfect ass or do you want me to lick up that pussy till you drench me in cream?"

It was not a choice that Gwen had been expecting to make and at first it threw her. She had just expected to lie back and get off, but now she had to pick her pleasure and they both sounded so good. Fergie was working magic between her ass cheeks and Gwen didn't want it to stop, but she also needed her pussy eaten. It was so wet and even with her fingers buried inside it, frigging away, Gwen knew they were no match for a hot tongue.

Mmmmm and Fergie had such a great tongue. Gwen's thoughts drifted to what would happen if Fergie hooked up at the mansion with Jennifer Aniston and her amazing tongue for a lick off. Ohhhhhh that would have just been ecstasy from start to finish. But she was getting ahead of herself.

Gwen knew what decision had to be made. Fergie's tongue was so good in her ass that she had to feel it in her pussy too. She had to know how good it was there.

"Lick my pussy you nasty bitch," Gwen growled, pulling her juicy hand up from between her own legs and using it to aggressively grab Fergie by her hair. "Fucking tongue my cunt just like you're licking my ass and make me come all over your face. I need it so bad! Make me come now!"

Fergie smiled at Gwen's aggression and immediately complied. Gwen's upward tug on her hair brought her face to Gwen's spread pink pussy and she dove right in. She gave Gwen a series of hard, quick licks to her folds, coating her tongue with the flavor of her juices and loving it on first taste. Gwen had a wonderfully delicious pussy and Fergie moaned happily as she eagerly swallowed her juices.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssssssss ooooooooooooooh that's it baby," Gwen cried, unable to cover her mouth anymore with her hands both on the back of Fergie's head now. "Lick my wet fucking pussy! Mmmmmmmm lick up all that slut juice! I've been so fucking wet all day just dying to come and I need it now Fergie! I can't wait another second!"

Gwen's filthy mouth just spurred Fergie on. She licked all over Gwen's pussy, taking an abbreviated tour of it because she knew time was short. Lapping away had Gwen cooing and humping against her face, giving her skin a cum glaze that Fergie adored. But Fergie knew where she had to go and she didn't waste time. Gwen's clit was plump and ready and Fergie gave it all the tongue strength she could muster.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE," Gwen screamed, hoping that Christina had indeed made good on her promise once to soundproof the walls of this office. "YEAHHHHHHHHH FERGIE YEAHHHHHHHHH LICK MY CLIT!!! LICK THE CLIT YOU GOT SO FUCKING HOT!!! DO IT NOWWWWWWWW!!!"

Gwen's grip tightened on Fergie's hair, giving it an unconscious yank as the younger singer licked her aching clitoris with hard, perfectly timed tongue strokes. Fergie didn't mind the tug though. It wouldn't have been the first time someone had pulled her hair while fucking and, if Fergie had her way, it wouldn't be the last either. Fergie just kept licking, focusing all her attention on Gwen's clit, tonguing it again and again and again until...

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Gwen exploded, both vocally and physically as she came. "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOOOH YESSS YESSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!"

All that Gwen had done that day, slutting herself up for Fluffy and then for Fergie had led up to this moment and it didn't disappoint. Her orgasm sent her lurching on the couch, pleasure shooting through her with intense bursts. Gwen screwed her eyes shut and kept her tight grip on Fergie's head as she shook with orgasmic rapture and fed Fergie the sex cream which had been building in her all day.

The flood of cream she was getting from Gwen didn't throw Fergie for a second. She just kept licking, trying to take it all into her mouth and swallow what she could.

But she didn't swallow all of it. She kept herself a healthy mouthful of it and as soon as she saw the chance, she pulled away from Gwen's pussy and her grip on her head. Fergie then planted herself down atop of Gwen's naked body and kissed her, feeding the blonde her own cum.

Gwen gratefully accepted the gift and opened her mouth for it. Tremors of pleasure were still shooting through her body from her pussy and the deep, cum swapping kiss, just prolonged the ecstasy. Gwen and Fergie happily kissed, running their hands all over each other's naked, flushed bodies. They both had the glow of sex sweat and Christina was probably going to need a new couch after this, but neither of them cared.

"Mmmmm baby you were amazing," Gwen sighed happily as the last tremors shook through her. Her hands had been moving up and down Fergie's back as they kissed and now she rested them right on Fergie's bare ass, softly rubbing her cheeks while they rubbed their faces together, brushing their noses against one another in one of the horniest Eskimo kisses known to history.

"So were you," Fergie replied before stealing another kiss from her new lover. "God, I needed that. You're an incredible fuck, Gwen. Christina's got a lot to live up to if she ever tries to make a move on me."

"Oh she will," Gwen promised. "That girl never leaves a hot pussy unlicked and once I tell her about what we just did she'll be starving for a taste."

"You really think she's ok?" Fergie asked. "She seemed really upset."

"She's fine," Gwen said. "She just needs to vent and then she'll be back like new."

Unfortunately, Christina wasn't ok. She hadn't just run out of her office, she had tried to get out of the whole building. She didn't know where she was going. She just wanted to get away. She wanted to get away from Britney. She wanted to get away from the pain. She just wanted to get away from it all.

The tears that she was trying desperately to keep from running down her face had been gathering up for months. She had yelled and screamed but, until now, the tears hadn't come.

Seeing Britney like that had triggered a waterfall, but Christina was trying valiantly to keep that from being too apparent to the point where she slapped on a pair of sunglasses to hide her eyes. She didn't want anyone to see her like this. She didn't want anybody to know how bad she was hurting.

Christina had long ago vowed never to let any of her friends see her cry. She had never wanted them to see that side of her. If it had meant lashing out by being a bitch to compensate then Christina was willing to pay the price. She just hadn't wanted them to see her like this.

She was so embarrassed that Gwen had seen it. She had shut them all out so they'd never see and now Gwen knew just how bad the hurt was. Christina was just relieved that Gwen hadn't run after her. She couldn't face her now. She knew Fluffy was probably after her too, but she couldn't face him either.

Why had Britney come back? Everything Christina had done lately had been done to try and forget she had ever known Britney. But seeing her again had brought everything back that she had tried to bury. All the pain. All the despair. It all came rushing back with a rush that nearly had Christina falling to her knees in the elevator as she frantically pushed the button for the lobby.

For so long Christina had sworn she would never give up her heart. Not to anyone. It had been used and abused by too many men from her father to her useless ex-boyfriends.

That was one of the things she had loved so much about being with girls. It had never been about love. It had only been about hot, pulse pounding, sweaty, uninhibited sex. Christina had fucked so many girls and she had never had to worry about romantic feelings or jealousy or any of that other crap. It had all been about fun. She had never expected to fall in love.

Christina hated that emotion. While others celebrated it, she fled from it. It left you vulnerable. It left you exposed. It made you do crazy things and it hurt so much when it went away. Christina had avoided that pain for most of her life and everything had been great until she and Britney had hooked up backstage at the concert.

At first it had just been fun. Christina had always got off hard from fucking Britney and that was that. She felt like she had found a kindred spirit. There was another singer out there as crazy for pussy as she was. They had fucked each other over and over again in every position and in every conceivable manner and had never been able to get enough. It had been an unbelievable feeling to finally find someone who made her feel the way Britney had. But that was where the trouble had started.

What had just been sexual infatuation for Christina grew. She had loved spending time with Britney. She had loved scheming with her. She had loved hearing her laugh. She had loved the smile on her face. She loved how eager and bubbly Britney was. Before Christina had even known it, it had all come together and there she'd been facing the one thing she'd never expected. She had fallen in love with Britney Spears.

When she had realized this, Christina hadn't felt fear or agony over it, the way she had in times past when she had felt her heart becoming vulnerable. Instead she had welcomed it. Being in love with Britney somehow felt so right and so natural. Sharing a bed with her felt like home to Christina. She felt safe and cared for the way you were supposed to when you were in love.

The night that Christina had truly understood the extent of her feelings had been that night in Jamaica. Britney had been fast asleep when Christina had admitted her love but that hadn't stopped the confession from feeling very, very good.

Christina had planned on saying it again. She had just had to find the right time to do it.

The morning after the party had been so crazy when Sarah's note had been discovered, but to Christina the more significant event had been the revelation that Kirsten Dunst and Eliza Dushku had gone off and gotten married. Christina didn't know either of them very well, but she had been so happy for them. If they had been able to declare their love, then why couldn't she? They hadn't cared if their marriage was legal and they hadn't cared who else knew. It had only mattered to them.

Christina had never wanted that kind of life before, but seeing the happy, totally in love looks on Kirsten and Eliza's faces as they told all had started her dreaming about something just like that with Britney. Maybe not marriage. Christina didn't want to limit herself to sex with just one girl. But something where neither of them was afraid to admit their love and were able to go off and get slutty with their friends, secure in the knowledge that they had someone to share their bed at the end of the night.

But just as she had never expected to fall in love with Britney, Christina had never expected her fellow singer to hurt her more than anyone ever had.

Before she had ever found the right moment to confess her feeling to a conscious Britney, her lover had started a tour for her new album. They had still fucked whenever possible, not letting Sarah's departure from Malibu stop their fun. But the whole time Christina had suspected Britney was keeping something from her. Something just had felt different about her, but Christina had never imagined what the truth was.

One day Britney had finally confessed. She told Christina that she had hooked up with one of her dancers during the tour. She had told her all about Kevin and how in love they were and how she knew they were soulmates. And then Britney had dropped the bomb that Christina still hadn't recovered from. She was pregnant and she was getting married.

When the words flew out of Britney's mouth, to Christina it had been like the world had stopped. She had literally been able to feel her heart react. It hadn't been like it had broken. It had been worse. Christina remembered that it had felt like it had just iced over, like no more happy feeling could ever come from it.

Christina didn't remember much about what had happened after that, but her housemates had told her the details about what she had done. There had been screaming. There had been objects thrown. There had been crying. There had been more screaming. What Christina did remember was how she had told Britney she hated her and never wanted to see her again.

She had repeated those sentiments many times since but she had never meant it more than she had at that moment. Christina had never hurt more from anyone before and the fact that she had warned herself not to fall in love and had done it anyway just made it worse. Part of Christina had wanted to kill Britney that day for making her feel like that and the mental wounds had never healed.

She just wished she could move on from Britney. But the tiniest things had always sent her mind flooding with memories of the blonde. Girl moans had reminded her of the way Britney had sounded when she was aroused. Little giggles had reminded her of how Britney had sounded when she was doing something naughty and loving it. And forget about girls with southern accents. Christina couldn't even listen to their voices.

Since the day she had thrown Britney out, Christina hadn't seen her. She had avoided her at all costs and now she remembered why she had. To feel all that hurt flowing again was just too much.

When the elevator doors finally opened for the lobby, Christina was out like a dart. She barreled forth fearful of Gwen or Fluffy or anyone trying to stop her, not looking where she was going and not caring. Naturally that led her to walk right into someone.

"Ow! Hey! Watch where you're..." a woman started to say before she recognized who had bumped her. "Christina! Oh my God! Just who I was looking for!"

Christina had only wanted to get out without looking up once, lest someone see her tear stained eyes. But she knew that voice and looked up to find herself staring right at Kelly Clarkson.

"How are you? I was just coming to see you," Kelly said happily as she embraced her friend with a Texas sized hug. "I wanted to see how everything was going and wish you luck at the label and everything. I can't believe I just ran into you like that when I was about to visit you and I..."

Kelly knew that if she didn't pause she could easily talk all day, going a mile a minute. It was a bad habit and she knew that too. So she had been making an effort to stop herself when she felt like she was about to go off on a babbling jag. But that wasn't why she had stopped herself here. Sunglasses couldn't hide sadness and all it took was one glance from Kelly to see that all was not right with her friend.

"Oh my God! Christina what's wrong?" Kelly asked with concern. "What happened?"

Christina's first impulse had been to push past the singer and tell Kelly she'd call her later. But before she could do that she looked into Kelly's face and saw how genuine her concern was. For whatever reason that touched Christina and instead of avoiding it, Christina told the truth.

"Oh Kelly, it's all wrong," Christina sobbed right in the middle of the lobby, throwing herself into the other girl's arms. "My life is a complete fucking mess."

"Shhhhhhhh it's ok," Kelly replied, trying to comfort the girl. This wasn't what she had expected to find at a visit with Christina, but she adapted right to it. "It can't be that bad. Whatever it is."

"You don't know, you just don't know," Christina insisted as her tears continued. "I'm so completely fucked up right now and nothing is ever going to be right."

Christina and Kelly continued to hug right in the middle of the lobby and it quickly dawned on Christina that this was hardly the place she wanted to be doing this.

"I need to get home," Christina said, pulling away from Kelly as she saw Fluffy coming out of the elevator toward her.

"Are you sure you should?" Kelly asked. "Maybe you shouldn't be driving right now. Stay here and talk to me. Tell me what's wrong. Maybe I can help."

"Doubtful," Christina answered, shaking her head. But then a thought did occur to her. She did need Kelly's help. After all she had gotten a ride into town with Gwen that morning and she'd left her own car back in Malibu. She didn't want to see Gwen again right now when she was like this. So that left her with limited options.

"Kelly, will you give me a ride home?" Christina asked, wanting to get out of here fast since people were starting to stare. She saw Fluffy coming closer and she waved her hand at him, telling him to leave her alone. She didn't need him now.

"Sure," Kelly immediately replied. "Where are you headed?"

"Malibu," Christina stated giving Kelly a moment's pause.

"Wow, that's not exactly a skip and a jump on the freeway," Kelly admitted, already picturing the traffic she was going to have to fight through to get there.

"You don't have to if you don't want to," Christina said. "I'll just get a car service."

"No I want to," Kelly insisted. "But on one condition."

"What's that?" Christina asked.

"You tell me what's bothering you," Kelly said. "You look like something terrible happened."

If Christina had felt like Kelly had just been snooping then she probably would have refused, but that wasn't who Kelly was and Christina knew it. If there had been anyone Christina knew who was more genuine than Kelly then she couldn't think of them. The feelings inside her were too much of a raging sea. Christina felt like she had to get it all off her chest.

"Ok, but it's a long story," Christina agreed.

"Well it's a long drive," Kelly pointed out with her lovely, slight twang. "Now c'mon. Let's get you home."

As Christina was doing her best to get back to Malibu, another of the mansion's residents was headed in the opposite direction, but hopefully not for long. Jewel had been feeling frisky all morning, but hadn't had a chance to do anything to satisfy that feeling. The solution to that lay back at the mansion so Jewel wanted to get through her long-planned and long-delayed shopping excursion in Beverly Hills over as soon as possible to get back home.

It wasn't as though Jewel disliked shopping. She wasn't the biggest of the mansion's "girly girls" but she loved a good shopping trip. It's just that it was hard for her to focus on what she wanted to buy when she had a hot female voice in her ear giving her every incentive to get back as soon as possible.

"Stop saying that," Jewel insisted into her cell phone as she tried to keep her focus on the road.

"What's the matter Jewel?" Alyssa purred back with a naughty giggle in her voice. "All I did was tell you how I was lying down in my bed totally naked, the soft sheets caressing my bare body as I wait for someone to come in and ravish me. Mmmmm maybe I should rub some lotion all over myself. That would feel so good...getting myself all glistening all over my bare body. Rubbing my hands all over my own breasts and down to my ass, getting them shiny as I wait for a beautiful girl to come and lick me and make me come over and over until I just pass out from pleasure."

"You are so evil," Jewel growled, her pussy tingling at the thought of Alyssa doing that to herself. "You want me to get into a car accident or something? You nearly had me driving off the road when you told me you were naked."

"Sorry," Alyssa replied with a laugh. "I'll be good. I won't even mention how Michelle just gave me my touch up and left me all nice and smooth after I fucked the holy hell out of her."

"Ooooooooooh you bitch," Jewel moaned, getting another laugh from Alyssa. "You are so getting a spanking when I get back."

"Ooooooooh goody," Alyssa shot back gleefully while thinking that if this cell call was being monitored by anyone they must have been giving the NSA a hell of a thrill. "My bare ass will be waiting for you when you get back. But you deserve a little teasing. After all you went shopping and didn't invite me."

"I didn't know," Jewel claimed. "Believe me I would have brought you if I'd known you wanted to go."

"I was so bored this morning," Alyssa pouted. "I would have loved to go. What are you shopping for anyway?"

"Well it's just possible that I'm headed off to Victoria's Secret," Jewel coyly replied.

"Ohhhhhhh I like the sound of that," Alyssa said. She wasn't really mad Jewel hadn't taken her. Messing around with Michelle had certainly eased her boredom, but making Jewel squirm was still fun for her. "Now I'm really bummed I'm not tagging along."

"See I can tease a little too," Jewel pointed out. "So just think of me trying on all that sexy lingerie...pulling it on and then slowly taking it off my body...trying to find something to make all you girls go wild for me."

"Mmmmm just promise to get something I can pull off with my teeth," Alyssa urged, getting another moan from Jewel as hot images continued to dance around in her head.

"No promises. You all have done enough damage," Jewel laughed. "Why do you think I'm headed here anyway? You girls are always ripping my panties off. I can't keep a good pair for more than a week before someone ruins them."

"Hey we're just trying to show you how we like you better naked," Alyssa defended herself. "Take it as a compliment and stop whining you big baby."

"Oh now your ass is definitely getting paddled when I get back there," Jewel playfully vowed.

"I can't wait," Alyssa declared. "I think Jess has got some friends stopping by soon. Should be some nasty fun going on there. Ooooh and wait'll I tell you about Michelle being quite the naughty little French schoolgirl. Those nuns had quite a hellcat on their hands from what I just learned."

"Now that's something I definitely have to hear more about," Jewel said, picturing the story in her head while she also wondered which of Jessica's friends might be waiting for her when she got home. Hopefully they were the kinds that loved other girls joining in the fun.

"I'll get back as soon as I can and I'll have some sexy things to show off," Jewel promised as she pulled close to the store. "One question though."

"Ask away," Alyssa said.

"Have you really been naked as you've been talking to me?" Jewel inquired.

"As the day I was born," Alyssa honestly answered. "And I never even told you that I've been rubbing my pussy the whole time too."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm..." Jewel sighed with desire. "You just keep that pussy wet for me Lyssa, cause I'll be home soon."

After ending her call, Jewel took a moment to compose herself before handing her keys to the valet. This was Victoria's Secret, but it was still Beverly Hills and it wasn't like she could be walking around with hard nipples. Damn that Alyssa. She always found a way to get her wet. Not that Jewel ever wanted her to stop. All her housemates could say whatever they wanted because their lewd promises were always backed up with action.

Having taken her time to not look as though she was on the verge of orgasm, Jewel hopped out of her car and proceeded into the store. Normally a trip for some lingerie would have gotten her worked up, but compared to hearing Alyssa's voice in her ear and picturing her gorgeous naked body, Victoria's Secret was like a cold shower. Jewel was just hoping she would be able to find what she was looking for pretty quickly so she could get back home.

Trying to focus on the store's selection and not the treats that awaited her in Malibu, Jewel began her lacy expedition. She didn't have a specific shopping list when it came to lingerie. She just wanted to get a few things she liked and thought looked sexy. Nothing too fancy. Just enough to get her and her friends wet.

Jewel smiled and blushed when she realized that shopping was a lot like finding new girls to seduce. She didn't have a "type." She just saw something hot and went after it.

Jewel glanced over the displays and pictured the items not only on her body, but her housemates as well. Maybe she could find a few sexy presents for her friends while she was here. She didn't wear thongs or g-strings very often. She enjoyed flaunting her "T" more than her "A" but she certainly appreciated how good women looked in barely there panties and she could definitely think of a few girls at the mansion who would love squeezing into some tiny g-strings she bought for them.

Jewel also passed up the store's bras. She had plenty of those. Though Jewel did look at the display of push up bras and wonder what she'd look like in one of those. She was already at a natural D cup and some enhancement would have pushed her into some serious porn star cleavage. Hmmmm she'd have to at least try one on before she left. The look on her housemates' faces if she showed off what looked like an even bigger set of tits would have been worth the price alone.

Where Jewel paid the most attention to was the store's sleepwear line. That was the kind of lingerie she liked. Something lacy and sexy that revealed just enough of the body to turn your lover, or lovers, into a drooling mess.

Jewel looked over the racks of babydolls, slips and chemises and ran her fingers over the lace, satin and velvet, trying to decide what her housemates would love best on her body and what they would have the most fun getting off her. Jewel saw a lot that she liked, particularly a red lace slip and robe combo and a pink baby doll. Jewel could already picture the babydoll's string barely holding her big breasts back as her friends begged to be the one to yank the string and uncover them.

There were so many sexy outfits that Jewel liked and she silently thanked whatever forces of fate had deemed her worthy of being a financial success because she wasn't going to have to content herself with just one or two items. She had a Gold Card with no spending limit and was ready and willing to use it. If she wanted to go wild on a lingerie shopping spree then she had the money to do it.

But before Jewel could start turning her credit card into a melted mess of plastic someone approached her from behind.

"Excuse me, Miss?" the woman said, giving Jewel a gentle tap on the shoulder.

Jewel was surprised at first at the interruption and she assumed she had been recognized. She hadn't gone out with a t-shirt that read "I'm Jewel, buy my poetry book and Ride With The Devil is available on DVD" but she hadn't exactly gone to any length to hide her identity. Expecting to sign an autograph, Jewel turned around and found herself face to face with someone who looked like a store manager.

"Is there a problem?" Jewel asked.

"No, no problem Miss, it's just that we're closing the boutique for an hour," the woman said.

"Closing? Why? I haven't had a chance to find what I was looking for," Jewel protested, glancing down at her watch and wondering if somehow she'd gone into a trance and let the day slip away. Nope, it was still just about lunchtime and not the usual time for the store to close.

"Oh we'll be opening up again," the woman explained. "We're just closing our doors to the public for the next little bit. We have some very important customers coming in and we like to provide a certain degree of privacy for high profile clientele. I hope you understand our need for discretion in cases like these."

Jewel was a bit taken aback that this was happening. She wasn't one to play the "Don't you know who I am?" card, but she considered herself a bit of a very important customer too. She couldn't believe she was being tossed out on her ass like this. A quick glance around the store at the other customers showed that they were being told the same thing.

"We certainly appreciate your business and we'd be happy to offer you a 20% discount on your purchases today if you don't mind waiting until we reopened the store to complete your shopping," the manager said. "We understand this is an inconvenience with you and we would appreciate your patience."

"I'd rather stay and shop," Jewel frowned as she saw the other customers walking out. A discount was always nice, but that wasn't going to get her home to Malibu any quicker and, besides, she didn't feel it was right to push people out like cattle, just because someone wanted some privacy.

"We understand but these clients have requested a private shopping experience," the manager insisted.

"You can't just throw people out because famous people want something," Jewel shot back, getting more agitated the more she thought about this. "It's not fair. I'm a good customer here and frankly I'm pretty famous in my own right. You don't see me throwing my weight around here, do you? I don't treat people like that."

"Please Miss," the manager said, hoping to avoid a scene and finally recognizing Jewel. The singer could see that flicker of recognition in her eye and she saw a little bit of panic cross her face as she undoubtedly began wondering if she'd accidentally created a bit of a situation.

"Who is closing the store?" Jewel demanded. "I want to talk to them."

"I'm afraid I can't..." the manager started to say before the answer revealed itself.

"Jewel!" a female voice called out and Jewel turned around to see a blonde woman waving excitedly at her as she walked into the store. Jewel's anger immediately disappeared and was replaced by a completely different kind of feeling.

"Jessica?" Jewel asked, as she couldn't believe how quickly her mood had shifted.

Jewel stepped away from the store manager and gave the arriving Jessica Simpson a hug.

"How are you?" Jessica inquired. "I haven't seen you in so long. How's everything been? I heard your new CD and it's great! I loved it."

"Thanks, things have been great," Jewel said with a smile. "Everything's been going really well lately. I heard some new tracks from your new CD too and they're really catchy. I totally got into them."

Jewel paused before she said anything more. Usually this was the part of the conversation where she asked Jessica back how she was and that naturally would have necessitated talking about her marriage. It wasn't as though Jewel could ask how Nick was.

"Ummmm is everything ok with you?" Jewel finally asked. "How have you been?"

"It's been tough, but I've been ok," Jessica replied. "You just gotta try and focus on the things that make you happy."

Jewel and Jessica both left it at that because another blonde walked and Jewel got herself another hug.

"Hey Jewel. How are you?" Ashlee Simpson asked. "Wow, you look great."

"So do you," Jewel said, really meaning it as she eyed Ashlee in her green skirt and black tank top that hugged her generous chest so nicely. Both Simpson sisters looked great and Jewel was really, really looking. She had to remind herself not to stare too much, especially at Jessica in her pink dress which was low cut enough to create a valley of cleavage Jewel desperately wanted to explore.

Jewel had known Jessica for years and they were actually pretty close, but not close enough for Jewel to have made any move on her. She had done a duet with Jessica once on one of her and Nick's TV specials and Jewel had certainly looked for an opportunity there, but Jessica had betrayed no sign she was unhappy with her husband or receptive to a same sex encounter, so Jewel hadn't pursued it.

She didn't know Ashlee as well. She had always been kind of tagging along when she saw Jessica like little sisters were wont to do, but Jewel liked her too and she certainly didn't mind any opportunity she had to be close to both of their sexy bodies.

"I should be asking how you are," Jewel said back to Ashlee. "You're the one with the hit album. I'm so proud of you Ashlee. I knew you could do it."

"Hey no one's prouder of my little sister than me," Jessica said, putting her arm around Ashlee and squeezing her.

Ashlee blushed at the compliments but didn't stop smiling. Things had been really rough for her but she had been able to get through it and she felt stronger now than she ever had before. Jessica had always been there for her during the scandal over her lip synching and she would be forever grateful for that. She had also gotten a lot of support from people like Jewel who had called her and urged her to not give up and let all the critics win. She had listened to them when they told her to keep fighting and she was in a better place now because of it.

"I'm just glad people liked it," Ashlee said. "All I wanted was to have fun with singing and give people something to enjoy. I never wanted all this other stuff."

"Well I think you did a great job," Jewel stated. "You both did. You make really catchy stuff."

"Thanks," Jessica replied with another smile. "So what are you up to today?"

"Well I was trying to do some shopping," Jewel said with just a touch of bitterness. "But I guess I have to leave."

"What? Why?" Jessica asked.

"They're clearing out the store for you two," Jewel explained. "They said the rest of us could come back in an hour or so."

"No you can't leave!" Jessica insisted. "Stay and shop with us. Please. I want to catch up with you and everything."

"Well...ok..." Jewel said with mock hesitancy. This had turned out even better then she had hoped. Not only was she able to shop for something sexy, but she had two beautiful companions now.

Thinking of Jessica and Ashlee trying on lingerie and showing off their great bodies had Jewel getting moist and she began wondering if an opportunity might present itself here. It was a long shot with both sisters there looking over each other's shoulders and cutting down on privacy, but Jewel knew she could always dream.

And Jewel did indeed dream. She dreamed with each and every piece of lingerie Jessica and Ashlee oohed and ahhed over. Bras, panties, sleepwear. Whatever it was, Jewel pictured it on their bodies and, more importantly, off their bodies. Jewel was beginning to entertain some vivid fantasies about the two sexy sisters as she saw herself helping them into their sexy bras and panties, getting her hands all over their bodies and then stripping them both down and playing with them as they cooed for more. Jewel saw the girls as her own personal living Barbie dolls and she liked it, especially when it came to thinking about getting them naked.

Jewel was so fixated on her fantasies that she barely gave a thought to her own shopping. She just dreamed away and tried to follow along the conversation coming from Jessica and Ashlee, nodding her head and throwing in an occasional word or two as she tried not to let on that she was getting wet from the thought of fucking them both, one after the other, and then getting both sisters to work tonguing her holes in tandem, Jessica licking her pussy as Ashlee rimmed her ass.

It took all of Jewel's willpower to stifle a moan after that vision and she didn't even notice that Jessica was talking to her until an awkward pause had only begun.

"Huh?" Jewel asked, shaking the thought out of her head for the moment.

"I said, I'm really sorry about the confusion before," Jessica repeated. "We had no idea that they were going to kick everyone out of the store. We usually have someone call and set these things up and we don't want to have, you know, photographers around and all that stuff. But we didn't know that they were doing that. We never would have done it if we knew people were being asked to leave, especially you Jewel."

"Oh it's ok," Jewel shrugged. "I stopped being mad when I saw it was you guys."

"You ok Jewel?" Ashlee inquired as she eyed a selection of soft, slight negligees and unknowingly gave Jewel another fantasy vision. "You seemed lost there for a minute."

"Oh yeah, I just kind of zoned out," Jewel said, trying to play it off when all she could really think about was how good the baby blue colored negligee Ashlee was holding would look thrown on the floor of her room at the mansion as she Ashlee were locked in a 69 giving each other's pussy a real lip synching.

"Oh yeah, I get like that too sometimes," Jessica admitted.

"Yeah like all the time," Ashlee snorted, earning herself a playful whack on the arm from her sister.

"Shut up," Jessica affectionately demanded. "I am so not like that all the time."

"Please," Ashlee smiled as she rolled her eyes. "You didn't have to grow up with her Jewel. You have no idea what she's really like. Believe me, chicken of the sea is mild next to some of her genius ideas."

"Oh you are such a liar," Jessica insisted, smiling pretty widely herself. "She's lying Jewel. Don't listen to her. She's the one always tripping over things and forgetting why she came into rooms. She's the ditz in our family. And to think I was gonna pay for all your stuff today as a present, Ashlee. Well forget it now. You're on your own Ash."

"Like that's a problem," Ashlee continued to tease. "Last time I checked my albums were outselling yours."

"Oooooh you bitch," Jessica laughed, showing that Ashlee's barb didn't inflict any real damage. "Forget all those nice things I said about her earlier, Jewel. Ashlee's headed right for the discount bin at the flea market with her next album."

Jewel couldn't help but smile watching the sisters go at it. She had plenty of experience with siblings and this sort of back and forth was nothing new to her. Of course when she was growing up she and her siblings didn't have the sort of problems that the Simpson sisters did. They were too busy worrying about paying for food and hoping the heat wasn't shut off in the middle of the winter to get involved with whose album sold better and whose credit card was going to be used for picking up the lingerie tab.

Of course the fact that the Simpsons were only slightly less spoiled than the Hilton sisters didn't change the fact that Jewel had a serious case of lust for the both of them and that didn't lessen a bit when Ashlee opened up her mouth next.

"Ok truce," Ashlee said. "Who wants to try some stuff on? I feel like making myself sexy."

"Now you're finally making some sense Ash," Jessica agreed. "I mean this stuff looks great on the rack but there's only one way to see how sexy it really is."

All Jewel could do was nod her head as she racked her brain for any idea of how to turn all this into a seduction. The more she was around Jessica and Ashlee the more she wanted them. She didn't care which Simpson sister she got. She just wanted one. Being around all this lingerie, knowing what was waiting back for her in Malibu and staring at these two girls as they remained oblivious to her true thoughts for them was combining to really stoke Jewel's sexual fires.

She was actually glad when the three of them went off to separate dressing rooms. Now she had a chance to calm herself before she lost control and just started humping herself against the first sister she could get her hands on. She had to get some perspective on this before she made a mistake and offered up an unwanted advance.

Jewel did like Jessica and Ashlee as friends and she didn't want to sabotage that. She hadn't gotten any signal at all that either one of them would have been receptive to her coming on to them. There had been no suggestive comments, longing glances or even subtle flirting. Everything had been normal and Jewel knew she had to get some self control.

She had the stuff she wanted to try on but she wasn't even able to do that once she got into one of the store's dressing rooms. All she was able to do was look at herself in the mirror and take calming, deep breaths to try and even out her emotions.

Spending all that time in Malibu was really starting to warp her brain, Jewel thought to herself. Not all women were into lesbian sex. It just seemed like that at the mansion. The mansion wasn't the rest of the world, though, and Jewel took a deep breath and reminded herself of that.

The soothing breath did the trick and Jewel felt her libido start to cool down to an acceptable level. Sure either Jessica or Ashlee would have been a hell of a notch for her bedpost, but Jewel also didn't believe in taking crazy risks.

She remembered how Alyssa had told her she'd been able to seduce Heather Locklear while shopping once, but she didn't think she could be that bold. She didn't see a clear chance and Jewel told herself to wait. All she had to do was calm herself, get some sexy outfits to finish her shopping trip and then she could get home and get all the girl sex she could ever desire at the mansion. There every sexy body would have been all too willing to be ravished with no scheming necessary and Jewel felt calmness flow over her.

There was no need to go crazy here. She could just have some platonic fun with Jessica and Ashlee and leave it at that.

But then everything changed with a knock.

At first Jewel thought the knock had come on the door to her dressing room but when she heard Jessica ask out who it was that illusion was corrected.

"It's Ashlee," a voice replied and Jewel heard Jessica walking over to let her sister into her dressing room. Jessica had the one right next to Jewel's and it was easy for the Alaskan native to hear what was going on.

"Wow you look great in that, sis," Ashlee said. Jewel couldn't see what the girl was talking about but she decided to take her word for it.

"Really? You don't think it's too...you know...slutty?" Jessica's voice said through the not too thick walls of the dressing rooms.

"No, it's just really hot," Ashlee's voice replied in appreciation, making Jewel long to see what exactly it was that Jessica was modeling.

"You look fantastic," Ashlee continued. "I mean you're really sexy in that."

"Thanks," Jessica said. "So when do I get to see you in what you got?"

"Well after seeing you like this, I don't think so," Ashlee answered. "There's no way I can measure up."

"Stop doing that Ashlee," Jessica shot back. "Don't put yourself down. I think you're beautiful. Now don't be shy. I saw you looking at a few things back there and I bet they looked great on your body. Now lose that robe and show me. I'll be totally honest, but I know you're gonna look amazing."

Jewel told herself she shouldn't be listening into this private conversation, but she couldn't help it. She had always loved to watch and since there was no picture, listening would have to suffice. Jewel quickly found that the closer she got to the wall the better she could hear and before she knew it, her ear was pressed to it.

Obviously Ashlee had undone her robe to show Jessica what she had tried on because Jewel heard an appreciative whistle.

"Oh wow Ash, sweetie you look incredible," Jessica declared. "You've got a great body and that makes you look so beautiful and sexy. Wow Ashlee, whichever guy gets to see that is going to be so lucky."

"I didn't pick it out to show off to any boy," Ashlee said quietly, so quietly that Jewel wasn't quite sure she had heard her right.

"Huh? What do you mean Ash?" Jewel heard Jessica ask.

"I put this on for you to see me in," Ashlee said, nearly sending Jewel sprawling down to the floor in shock.

Wait. Wait. Wait. Did she just hear what she thought she heard? And did it mean what she thought it meant? Jewel was desperate to hear more, but Ashlee's voice was getting softer and less easy to hear. Jewel crouched down on her knees, pressing her ear to the wall like she wanted to bust right through it to try and hear something...anything to elaborate on what had just come out of Ashlee's mouth.

"Ashlee don't," Jessica said firmly.

"I can't help it Jess," Ashlee claimed.

Jewel had a lot of trouble hearing what was said after that. Cursing herself for not having super powers to see and hear through walls, Jewel thought she heard movement and then...no...it couldn't be...kissing? No fucking way. It wasn't possible. Jewel was pretty experienced with the sounds of girls kissing, but she had to be imagining this. Didn't she? There was no way that could be the sound of romantic kissing.

"No. Ashlee stop. Get off me, Jessica insisted, giving Jewel even more reason to believe what she thought were kisses wasn't just wishful thinking on her part.

"I want you Jessica," Ashlee said. Her voice was softly descending into whisper now, but Jewel could still hear enough. "I never stopped wanting you. Ughhhhhh I've been dying to say this for so long, but I just couldn't. I wanted to when all the stuff was happening with Nick. But I was too scared. Now I just have to. Please Jessica. I need you. I want us to be together, just like we were when we were growing up."

"Things were different then," Jessica declared firmly. "We can't. We just can't. It's wrong."

"It never felt wrong to me," Ashlee said back, unaware that this confession had an audience. "And I know it didn't feel wrong to you either. Remember you were the one who begged me to lick you every night. You were the one who wanted to come so badly you offered yourself up to your own sister. You got me hooked on this so you can't pretend it didn't mean anything to you now."

Jewel felt like the world had just tilted off its axis and was bouncing back and forth between the other planets. What the fuck was going on here? This couldn't really be happening. She couldn't have just stumbled on a secret of this magnitude.

"That was a long time ago...things changed," Jessica replied and Jewel could easily detect the uncertainty in her voice.

"I miss you Jessica," Ashlee pressed as Jewel tried to hear every word like she was listening in on top secret terrorist planning and the fate of the nation depended on her hearing the conversation. "I miss what we used to do. Mmmmm and I miss how good we used to make each other feel. When everything was happening to me all I wanted was for you to make me feel good like you used to. And when everything with Nick was happening to you I wanted to make you feel good. But I was too scared. Now I can't help it anymore. I love you so much. I need you Jessica. I need you to fuck me."

Jewel was shocked she hadn't fainted by now. This was big. This was almost as big as the secrets in Malibu. After all she'd done, Jewel felt like nothing could ever surprise her. But this...this was both the most shocking and the hottest thing Jewel felt she had ever heard since the day Jennifer Aniston had told her what was really going on at the mansion. In all the fantasies she'd just had about Jessica and Ashlee, the thought of the two sisters together seemed too remote to even consider. But now...now Jewel's head was filled with the searing hot images of what those two were like naked and exploring the same lusts she had.

The thought of Jessica and Ashlee not only engaging in lesbian sex, but incest was making her heart pound with arousal and her whole body tingle while her mind whirled in disbelief that something like this was even real and not just a crazy delusion.

"No Ashlee...please..." Jessica begged, her voice filled with confusion and reluctance. "Don't do this. Don't tempt me. I stopped doing that a long time ago. It was wrong."

"Stopped? Yeah right, don't lie to me Jessica," Ashlee said, her voice getting a little louder. "I know what you and CaCee are doing. So don't act like Miss Innocent."

"How? How did you know?" Jessica demanded, not offering any denial to Ashlee's charge that she was having sex with her assistant and longtime friend. "That...that was just one time. It...it...I...uhhhh..."

"I heard you talking to her one night about it on your cell when you thought no one was around," Ashlee explained with an interruption. "Oh Jess, I was so pissed at you that night because you were fucking her and not me but it turned me on so much to think of you and her together that I fingered myself that night dreaming of you and that's when I knew I had to have you again."

"Please don't say any more," Jessica continued to plead. "I just can't. You're my sister Ashlee. It wasn't right what we did. We can't do it again. I can't believe you're saying this to me. We stopped doing that years ago."

"Yeah but I haven't stopped wanting it," Ashlee insisted. "Remember Jessica? Remember how good it felt? Remember how good it was when we'd wait for mom and dad to fall asleep and I'd crawl into your bed and we'd lick each other all night long. Mmmmm it was so naughty and it felt incredible. I came so many times and I know you did too Jessica. Don't pretend you didn't love it too."

"I did," Jessica admitted as Jewel hung on every word. "I loved it Ashlee. You were incredible. I won't lie. It always felt so good. But we just can't. We can't do that again."

"But I just want to show you how much I love you," Ashlee claimed. "Why won't you let me love you?"

"I love you too Ashlee," Jessica said. "But I love you like a sister. I can't love you like we used to anymore. I just can't."

"Damn it Jess, why are you being such a bitch about this? Stop saying you can't when I know deep down you want it as bad as I do!" Ashlee demanded before Jewel heard her open the door of the dressing room and storm out, closing the door behind her.

With the conversation over, Jewel fell to the floor. Suddenly her outfits and everything else mattered not. All she could think about was the staggering secret she had just learned and wonder how she could possibly turn this into fun that none of the three of them would ever forget.

The simple answer occurred to her like a light shining down from above. Of course. It was perfect. The solution was right there the whole time and a smile crossed Jewel's face as she pictured what potentially could happen. She knew just what she had to do now.

For someone trying to escape all thought of Malibu and what she was missing by not being there, Sarah knew she was doing a pretty bad job of it. Not only had she allowed herself her vivid fantasy that morning in the shower, but now she was sitting down to lunch with someone whose mere presence reminded Sarah of all she'd given up.

Once upon a time Sarah and Alyson Hannigan had been mere best friends but then they had crossed the line and become lovers. At first Sarah had been afraid it would hurt their friendship, but the bond between them had grown even stronger.

Unfortunately that meant Sarah couldn't help but look at her friend and be constantly reminded of all they'd shared. Just seeing Alyson gave Sarah visions of their first time in the hot tub when they had admitted their lusts for one another and traded kisses that had quickly progressed to the first of countless orgasms they had given each other.

Sarah's brain summoned the memory of that day as well as the time they had rocked Alyson's trailer on the set with a double ended dildo and the time they had teamed up to seduce Charisma Carpenter and many of the other times they had brought each other, and their mutual friends, to the heights of ecstasy. And of course Sarah couldn't look at Alyson without remembering the party her friend had organized for her that had ended up being an all girl orgy filled with the most beautiful women in the world. Alyson's gift had still had Sarah's pussy quivering months after it had happened, even though the night ended in sadness for her.

But Sarah wanted to concentrate on her marriage. She didn't want to be thinking about the friends and lovers she had left behind in Malibu. Being with Alyson didn't let her do that, yet Sarah couldn't help it. She had already given up so much to commit herself to Freddie. She couldn't give up her best friend too even if being with her filled her with the desires she tried so hard to stifle.

Every time Alyson spoke, Sarah pictured reaching over the table to kiss her friend's sexy lips and before long Sarah was daydreaming about ripping the redhead's clothes off and turning her beautiful body into lunch right on the table in the middle of the restaurant, giving all the other early-afternoon patrons a nasty show they'd never forget.

Each word out of Alyson's mouth reminded Sarah of how she sounded when she moaned in pleasure and how Alyson always got so wonderfully demanding and profane just before she came. It was impossible to stifle these thoughts when she was sitting so close to her beautiful friend that Sarah finally gave up and let a dreamy look pass over her face.

Alyson couldn't help but notice the look and immediately know exactly what was causing it.

"I'm so glad you called me today," Alyson said, reaching over the table and squeezing Sarah's hand in what looked like a friendly gesture to anyone walking by, but meant so much more to the two girls.

"I miss you Aly," Sarah admitted. "I feel like I never see you anymore."

Whose fault is that, Alyson said to herself. She didn't vocalize that thought though. She didn't want to fight with Sarah. She was just happy to spend any time with her she could and she didn't want to ruin it by bringing up all the unresolved emotions between them.

"I'm here anytime you want me...or need me," Alyson said instead, letting her words linger. She knew Sarah got what she meant so she didn't say anything more.

Alyson missed her best friend for many reasons and while sex wasn't the most important of all of them, it still was a pretty damn big one. She had loved how Sarah had made her feel when they kissed and touched and especially when they had licked each other. For so long Alyson had considered Sarah so untouchable that she hadn't even bothered fantasizing about her supposedly straight friend. But when they had finally admitted their secrets to each other, shock had given way to ecstasy.

Each time she had been with Sarah had been heaven for Alyson. Her sexual kinks were numerous and wide ranging, but when she was with her friend Alyson just wanted to make her feel good. For someone who loved being in control, Alyson all too easily felt the need to worship Sarah. But she didn't question that. She just let herself enjoy it and all the orgasms that came with it.

Alyson missed feeling that good. She missed spending time with Sarah and doing all the things normal best friends were supposed to do, but Alyson would have been fooling herself if she didn't admit that she was desperate to fuck Sarah again and show her the error of her ways. Around Christmas, the two had ended up in a series of kisses, but it had ended before they had gone too far and Alyson had been left disappointed and wanting.

Sarah didn't say anything to Alyson's offer. She frowned slightly as the pangs of regret once again fell over her. She wanted Alyson too. Her friend had no idea how good that offer sounded. She wanted to drag Alyson to the ladies room and lick her dry and then force her pretty red head between her legs to make her give her the ecstasy she so craved. But she couldn't. She just couldn't go down that path again now that she was married.

But that didn't mean that Sarah wanted to stop the conversation. Alyson was her strongest link to her old life and Sarah needed to know a few things, so she slightly shifted the subject. She had to fight off this question every time she was with Alyson, but today she just couldn't do it. She had to know.

"Have you been there recently?" Sarah asked, knowing she didn't have to spell out where "there" was.

Alyson paused for a moment to consider her answer. Part of her wanted to tell Sarah that she hadn't been to the mansion in months, that she'd broken away from the girls as a show of solidarity with her best friend. But not only would that have been an outright lie and Alyson sensed that wasn't the answer Sarah wanted.

Lies were unnecessary. Sarah wanted the truth so Alyson nodded her head.

"How is everyone?" Sarah immediately blurted out in response. She wasn't looking for juicy details of what Alyson had done and to whom. Since she hadn't seen any of her former housemates in so long, Sarah just wanted to know everyone was allright.

"Everyone's ok," Alyson reported. "I mean it's different now without you, but it's not like the place turned into a nunnery or anything."

Sarah smiled over the preposterous idea that her former housemates would stop their fun. She never would have expected that. To girls like Rose it would have been tantamount to death. But Sarah wanted more details. It had taken her this long to muster up the will to ask Alyson that question. She wasn't going to settle just for a general answer.

"Tell me everything Aly," Sarah urged. "How's Rose? And Jen? And everyone."

"Rose is still Rose," Alyson replied with a smile, thinking back to the last time she had been there and how Rose had pounded her from behind with Mr. Snappy as she begged for more, that is when her tongue wasn't busy lapping up sweet girl juice from Jewel's pussy.

"She's as hot as ever," Alyson continued, still thinking back to how Rose continued to stretch her out as a series of girls fucked her face. All the mansion's regulars were there along with a few special guests in what had been quite a naughty cocktail party. "Rose just never seems to not want to have fun, you know?"

"Oh I know," Sarah said, returning Alyson's smile as she thought back to a few sexy memories of her own. She wished she and Alyson could get graphic with this conversation, but they were still in a public place and there had to be discretion.

"I know she's got that trial thing hanging over her head, but I never hear her talk about it and it doesn't seem like anything bothers her," Alyson went on. "She's so wild and mmmmm still knows just how to make us all feel good."

"Ohhhh," Sarah sighed wistfully. She missed her hedonistic housemate and was happy to finally have someone she could admit it too. "And Jen? How is she?"

"It's been tough," Alyson said. "But everyone's been there to give her support and I think she must be sick of hugs by now. No one's letting her get too down about the divorce or the baby or anything."

Sarah nodded her head and felt guilt flow through her heart. She had wanted to call Jennifer up when the divorce made the front pages but she hadn't been able to find the courage to do it. She felt so much shame about being caught by Jennifer that night as she had tried to sneak out and how the elevator had closed between them with such finality.

Plus Sarah was afraid the second she heard her friend's voice she would have started bawling and begging Jennifer to forgive her and let her come home to Malibu.

"I feel so bad," Sarah admitted and Alyson squeezed her hand again. The redhead wanted to say something, Sarah could tell, but she held her tongue so the former slayer spoke again.

"Do they..." Sarah began, asking the question that had been burning inside her, before the redhead interrupted her, knowing exactly where she was going.

"They all do," Alyson answered without hesitation. "God, Sarah they want you to come back so bad. They don't say it, but I can see it in their eyes. Love totally misses you like crazy. It's obvious. They all miss you. They want you to come home."

"Ohhhhh," Sarah groaned as regret threatened to completely overwhelm her. Sarah was visibly holding back tears and Alyson squeezed her hand harder. She felt terrible about them missing her, especially Love.

"You don't have to do this to yourself Sarah," Alyson said. "You can go back anytime you want. Why are you denying yourself? Why are you punishing yourself when you didn't do anything wrong?"

"I can't go back," Sarah insisted. "Things are different now. I'm married. I can't destroy my marriage because I'm not able control myself. I can't let what happened to Jen happen to me."

"But what if being married isn't what you really want?" Alyson gently offered.

"Don't say that Aly," Sarah said. "Please don't."

"I just want you to be happy Sarah," Alyson sighed. "I don't think Freddie makes you happy. I never have. You want him to be the one, but he's not Sarah. You're denying who you are by staying away. And you're hurting everyone by not talking to them."

"I never wanted to hurt anyone," Sarah declared, trying in vain to keep her emotions in check.

"I know sweetie, but that's what you're doing now," Alyson said. "They need you there. They really miss you."

"I have to think of my marriage," Sarah defended herself. "I needed to commit to Freddie. I love him."

"You can keep telling yourself that Sarah, but it doesn't make it true," Alyson pointed out, saying everything she'd been wanting to say for so long.

"Stop it Aly," Sarah softly requested as she tried valiantly to keep from crying right in the restaurant.

"I don't want to make you upset, Sarah," Alyson said, her hand never leaving Sarah's. "You're my best friend and I love you. I'm worried about you. You should be at the mansion, where there's real love for you. Ask yourself Sarah, deep down are you really happy?"

Sarah didn't say anything in response but it wasn't because she was angry at her friend. It was because she had no answer to Alyson's question. She didn't want to think about it and she knew it was because she was afraid what the answer might be.

Back at the mansion, Jessica was happily playing tour guide and, as an extra bonus, she wasn't shy about confessing all the naughty things that had gone on in each and every one of the rooms they walked through. Tales of girl on girl debauchery in the kitchen, the game room, the media center, the mud room, the gym, the showers, the walk in closets and even the hallways, leapt off her lips and into the very eager ears of Stacy Keibler.

"Wow," the statuesque blonde marveled over and over again as she got her first full view of the place. The one time she had been here, she had pretty much only been inside the media center and she had been much too distracted by participating in a raucous orgy to take much notice of anything but the gorgeous female bodies around her. Now she could properly appreciate Jessica's majestic home.

"I can't believe you live here," Stacy said. "I wouldn't be able to handle it all if I was here. I think I'd explode from too much pleasure. I'd just be drooling non stop and wouldn't even be able to move or do anything else."

"Well after awhile it starts to lose its allure," Jessica confided, frowning slightly. "I mean like anything you start to get sick of it after a while. There's just too many hot girls here to keep up with and there's way too much sex. It's really easy to get burned out and tired of being with girls non stop."

Jessica let a shocked expression cross over Stacy's face before she broke into the smile she'd been stifling since she'd started spinning her lie.

"Just kidding," Jessica laughed. "There's no such thing as too much sex."

Stacy looked visibly relieved as Jessica grabbed her hand and pulled her down the hallway.

"C'mon," Jessica urged. "I want to show you the best room here."

Stacy was just happy Jessica had been kidding. She hadn't wanted to finally get back here only to find Jessica was losing interest in being with girls. That would have been too cruel a twist of fate. It had been far too long for Stacy and she didn't think she'd be able to live with herself if she hadn't found the courage to come here and get herself laid. She didn't want anything to stop that from happening.

Of course sex wasn't the only thing they talked about. Jessica and Stacy also took advantage of the full tour to catch up with everything that had happened in their lives since they had last talked. Jessica kept in touch pretty frequently with Trish, so she had a clue what was going on with her fellow Divas, but it was always good to hear news straight from the source.

Stacy seemed really pumped about the new direction her career and life was taking and Jessica offered to help her wherever she could. Stacy's meetings and auditions had gone pretty well so far and she was more hopeful than ever that she could really turn her big chance on network TV into a lasting acting career.

"I mean I really liked going out there and having all those fans cheer for me and knowing how I could drive them crazy by showing a little flesh and teasing them like that, but it's really time for me to move on," Stacy said as she and Jessica talked about the end of her career in WWE. "I really hadn't been doing much the past year there and I've been kind of afraid more and more that I could really get hurt. I've seen too many people really get banged up out there and they're real wrestlers, not like me. I wouldn't know what to do if I'd broken a leg or torn muscles or something. Or worse. I've always been kind of scared of hurting my neck like Amy did that one time."

"Yeah at least out here you get stunt people, but then again that doesn't always help," Jessica said as she remembered it had been one screwed up stunt on the Dark Angel set which had sent Amy to the shelf for more than a year. "Trish tells me about all the crazy things you guys have to do and I don't know how you all do it. I'd be hiding in the trainer's room all the time if I had to do all that crazy stuff and hobbling in on fake crutches so they'd just let me go home."

"The schedule in WWE is just so intense," Stacy admitted. "I mean it was actually easier to go through all that dance training. I need a chance to relax a little and then see if I can make it out here."

"Well anytime you want to relax, you can just sneak over here," Jessica offered, squeezing Stacy's hand and getting the blonde to smile even wider. "Now I wanna show you the best room in the whole mansion."

"Ooooooh a bedroom," Stacy giggled as Jessica led her into her room. "Whatever could we do in here?"

"Mmmm I can think of a few things," Jessica said, turning the taller woman around and pressing their lips together.

"So can I," Stacy mumbled before returning the kiss passionately. They had certainly kissed their hellos when Stacy had first arrived and they had been very touchy feely throughout the whole tour, their hands rarely leaving each other's grasp, but now they were really letting their desires flow and Stacy's kiss was even more enthusiastic than Jessica's was.

"Ooooh you're eager," Jessica giggled as she was left gasping for breath when Stacy finally pulled away.

"I've really been looking forward to this," Stacy admitted as she blushed ever so slightly. "I've been needing to this for so long."

"Awww why didn't you just call me when you were shooting the show?" Jessica asked. "I would have loved to come and see you dance in person and mmmmm give you a little backstage support."

"I would have loved that," Stacy said. "Ohhhhh I would have really loved that. I just wish I could have. It's just that I...never mind."

"No, what?" Jessica pressed.

"Forget about it," Stacy requested. "It's really silly. You'll think I'm weird or something."

"Believe me sweetie, I've seen and done enough to not think anyone's weird," Jessica claimed. "Now spill it. You've gotten me really curious."

"Well it seems really dumb now," Stacy said, her blush growing. "But I had this crazy idea that while during the competition I shouldn't be wasting any energy and so I...ummm...God...I was so stupid...I stopped having sex."

That definitely took Jessica by surprise. Not having sex was a rare confession within these walls.

"Wow, wasn't that like over two months?" Jessica marveled.

"Uh huh," Stacy groaned, showing she was still kicking herself for it. "It really seemed like a good idea at the time. You know, I'd have all that pent up energy and I'd burn it off by dancing and all that sexual energy I kept inside me would make me seem hotter and get people to vote for me because I looked so sexy. But I never thought it was going to be that rough. I mean I've always had this problem about getting...you know...a little turned on when I work out and it was like a hundred times worse when I was dancing. But I was too stubborn to change my mind and I think it really hurt me because I didn't let loose in my last dance. That's why I lost. I wasn't sexy enough or wild enough. I was too tense and tight from not getting laid. I ended up hurting myself in the competition because of it."

"Yikes," Jessica replied, not judging Stacy but wondering what the poor woman had to go through. "I know what you were thinking though. I can be pretty stubborn about bad ideas too. Once I was a born again Christian and even though my family tried to talk me out of it, I was like getting up at dawn to pray and wearing these really long clothes that didn't show anything at all."

"I don't believe that," Stacy laughed as she eyed Jessica in her tight t-shirt cut off at her midriff to show off her sparking belly ring and shorts that hugged her drool inducing curves. "No way."

"I totally was," Jessica joined Stacy in the laugh over her past. "I was like super God girl. I was the Ned Flanders of my family. But ummmm I've regressed since then. I think I'm totally going to hell now for sure. Mmmm but I'm having lots more fun."

"Well if you're going there you can take me with you," Stacy smiled.

"It's a deal," Jessica said before craning up and giving Stacy another long kiss. The two girls caressed each other through their clothes and passionately sucked on each other's tongues as they inched closer and closer to Jessica's bed, where they both so obviously wanted to be.

"You're right, this is the best room in the place," Stacy sighed as the kiss ended. She had been without a woman's touch for so long since she'd been away from her sexy fellow Divas and Jessica's lips were heaven to her. "I still can't believe you live here now. This whole place is incredible. It's so huge and every room is unbelievable."

"We've done a little redecorating recently," Jessica said. "Jennifer told me this place used to be like this really high class bordello and that's why they've got so many bedrooms. They had all these crazy themes but we turned most of them into normal bedrooms. Except for the dungeon. Mmmm we kept that just the way it was."

Jessica gave an evil little cackle when she said that last part and Stacy's mind immediately whirled as to what could be in that room. It hadn't been a part of their tour.

"Oooooh you'll have to take me down there and show me that," Stacy said.

"Only if you're a bad girl that needs to be punished," Jessica teased as she ran her fingers up Stacy's top until she reached her nipples, which were beginning to do some serious poking against her clothes, and began gently toying with them.

"Mmmmm I'll be whatever you want me to be if you don't stop doing that," Stacy groaned. She'd never been tied up or anything like that before, but she had a feeling she would have let Jessica and her friends do just about anything to her.

"Silly girl," Jessica declared as she began playing more seriously with Stacy's tits through her bright red top. "You never should have cut yourself off from sex. Mmmm you looked gorgeous on that show every week. I wanted you so bad when I'd see you dance. You looked amazing out there. I'd remember how hot you were when we fucked and I'd get so wet for you watching the show."

"Ohhhhhhhh yessssssssss mmmmm I'd get wet out there too," Stacy confessed as pleasure coursed through her body from the touch of Jessica's soft hands to her chest and the feel of her lips on her neck, kissing her sensitive flesh and leaving tingles in her wake. "I was going crazy not getting any sex. I'd get so worked up out there dancing and I'd never be able to get any relief. Ooooooh the second the show ended I think I wore out like a box of vibrators and jumped on the first hot guy I saw but it still wasn't enough. I needed more. Mmmm I needed a woman. I needed you Jessica."

"Didn't any of those naughty little wrestling sluts help you?" Jessica inquired in between kisses to Stacy's neck as she moved her hands off her tits and onto her toned arms, caressing her skin and running her fingers over her muscles.

Stacy's whole body was whipped into strong shape, but she was never too muscular, just spectacularly toned. Even with all the training and exercise she endured every day, Jessica felt envy that her arms weren't this toned. Maybe she'd have to make Stacy her personal trainer or something. Jessica already had an idea of a payment plan they could both live with.

"Ohhhhhhhh mmmmmm I wanted them to," Stacy groaned, reliving her frustration. "I wanted them all so bad. Trish and Amy and Maria and all of them. But we couldn't make the schedules work to hook up. It was so crazy. I need you so bad Jessica. I haven't been with a woman in months. I'm going crazy without it and I need you to help me Jess. Please help me. I need to fuck a woman."

"I can definitely help you with that," Jessica giggled. "Dr. Jessica knows just what will make you feel good, baby. Mmmmm you should have called me the second the show ended. I'm an easy lay for hot girls like you Stacy."

Stacy was going to say something back, but before the words could leave her lips they turned into a garbled, carnal groan as Jessica popped open the top of her jeans and slid her hand inside. Stacy's whole body tensed up and jolts of pleasure shot up her spine to her brain. Jessica's uninvited gesture was certainly appreciated and it took only a second for Stacy to respond by humping herself against the actress' hand.

"Ohhhhhhh fuck yeahhhh," Stacy hissed. "That's it Jess! That's what I need! Touch me! Fuck me! Please!"

"Patience," Jessica advised knowing fully well that was exactly what Stacy had little of right now. "I'm gonna fuck you Stacy. I'm gonna fuck you so good you're gonna think it was actually worth waiting this long to be with a woman. Mmmm but first lets get you on the bed and get you naked."

As much as she didn't want to wait even a second to feel the bliss she was fully aware Jessica could give her, anything involving Jessica's bed and nudity sounded very good to Stacy, especially when Jessica pulled her hand out of her jeans and began softly licking the dampness which had coated it. Stacy couldn't help but join in, leaning her tongue in and tasting her own juices, knowing there were plenty more where that came from for Jessica to taste.

This time it was Stacy who took the lead and grabbed Jessica's hand, leading the woman to her own bed. Stacy was about to throw herself down onto it when she saw the reading material Jessica had on her nightstand.

"And where did this come from?" Stacy saucily inquired as she picked up the open WWE Divas' 2006 Lingerie Magazine and saw it was open to the pages which featured her in a pink and black bra and panties set. "Enjoying your reading, you naughty girl?"

"Trish sent it to me," Jessica smiled. "Mmmm I couldn't help but tease myself a little today with your pictures before you got here. You've got such a great body Stacy. I just wish you guys hadn't gone all the way to cold New York to shoot those pictures. You should have done it right here."

"Oh we couldn't have done that," Stacy pointed out with the vixenish smile that had sent many WWE fans' libidos soaring over the years. "We had to keep our lingerie on in the pictures and if we were here none of us would have wanted any clothes on. All we would have wanted was to be naked and fuck you all."

Both Stacy and Jessica smiled and shared the same thought about how that would have been the best photo shoot ever and they quickly fell back into another passionate kiss. Jessica asserted herself on the blonde again, pressing herself into Stacy and lowering the wrestler down onto her bed. Stacy didn't fight her lover off in the slightest and was soon flat on her back as Jessica leaned down to kiss her and play with her body.

"Speaking of getting clothes off, let's get you naked," Jessica said, giving Stacy one last kiss before moving down her body. Stacy sucked on her lower lip with anticipation as she pictured her celibacy from another woman's touch finally ending.

There had been so many long, lonely nights when she had dreamed of Trish or Jessica or any of her beautiful female lovers going down on her and fucking her so good she'd be delirious with pleasure. But those had just been fantasies. This was finally going to be the real thing and nothing was better than that.

Stacy was nearly writhing on the bed in anticipation of Jessica's touch against her naked skin, but the actress skipped over her top and jeans and instead started slowly, by getting Stacy's shoes off. This wasn't nearly fast enough for the leggy blonde who just wanted Jessica to tear off her clothes and feast on the flesh underneath, but as soon as her shoes hit the floor and were followed by her socks, Jessica moved upward with Stacy's jeans as her goal.

Because of Jessica's earlier explorations, the former wrestler's jeans were open enough to show the pink panties underneath, which had Jessica licking her lips. Some girls were made for pink panties and Stacy Keibler was absolutely one of them.

Jessica really liked this girl. Stacy had such a sweet personality and Jessica had already seen how much fun she could be in bed. She was hoping if Stacy really did take up acting they'd be able to see much more of each other. Liking her as a person made Jessica even more eager to pleasure Stacy and give her the sexual relief she so clearly needed.

"I'm going to make you feel so, so good," Jessica promised as she opened Stacy's jeans up and pulled them off her body, exposing her visibly wet panties and, even more eye catchingly, her awe inspiring 42-inch legs. Jessica hadn't seen them in the flesh in years and pictures and TV couldn't truly do them justice, so having them before her took her breath away.

"You like?" Stacy playfully asked, taking her left leg and rubbing it against Jessica's body, caressing her through her clothes. "Touch me Jessica. Just like you promised. Make me come. Please!"

Jessica didn't even need the please to snap out of her trance and get to work. She couldn't just look at work of art like Stacy's body. She had to touch it. But Jessica didn't go right for Stacy's panties. Instead she indulged herself in the woman's impossibly long legs. Crawling onto the bed beside her lover, Jessica began kissing up Stacy's left leg, pressing her lips to every inch of her smooth flesh.

"Oooooooooh," Stacy cooed blissfully as Jessica lavished affection on her legs. The wetness in her panties was growing by the second and each kiss to her legs sent an electric current of ecstasy through her body. She couldn't help but softly caress herself through her panties, making her arousal even more visible against the pale pink material.

There was so much of Stacy's body that Jessica found arousing. It was so hard to concentrate on just one part of her when there was her gorgeous face, pert tits and of course her sweet, juicy pussy all demanding her attention. But Jessica couldn't help but indulge herself at Stacy's legs, kissing and licking at the tan, baby smooth flesh.

Jessica kept Stacy flat on her back and lifted up her left leg as she kissed her way up her thighs. Stacy was panting for more, but Jessica didn't stop her exploration of the blonde's body. She inched her way closer and closer to Stacy's pussy, but at the very second she was closest she skipped right over and moved to her right leg and began kissing and licking there, leaving a saliva trail in her wake.

"Mmmmmmm so good...so good," Stacy moaned as she ground her ass into the bedspread. It had been too long since anyone had made her feel pleasure like this. The past months had been fun but stressful and she had been on edge so often, but Jessica was giving her just the kind of relaxation she needed. Jessica knew how to make everything feel wonderful and she was getting wetter by the second.

Jessica certainly noticed this, especially as she spread Stacy's legs, forcing her pink panties to cling to her body as her arousal soaked them. Jessica could make out every inch of Stacy's pussy through her panties, even the fact that the girl kept herself as smoothly shaven as she had when they had first encountered each other that day in the steam room.

"God you're so wet," Jessica grinned. Stacy's arousal was like a seductive perfume and Jessica could practically taste her already. She was getting such a rush having this girl, who had seemed so composed and poised dancing on live television every week panting in heat in her bed.

"Not just wet, I'm fucking soaked," Stacy groaned in lustful need while continuing to rub herself. "Please Jessica please. Make me come. Make me fucking come so hard I can feel it all the way in my toes like you did that time in the steam room and back at your place and that time we were here...ooooooh you always fuck me so good and I need you to do it to me now! Please don't make me wait any longer! Fuck me! Fuck the pussy you got so fucking wet!"

Jessica giggled as she pictured all the middle America conservatives who flocked to their sets every week to watch a wholesome dancing show seeing Stacy now, cursing dirty talk past her beautiful lips and begging another woman to fuck her. But that amusing notion did nothing to distract her from what she knew had to be done. As much as she enjoyed the feel of Stacy's legs against her lips, there were other places her lips wanted to be much more.

So she let Stacy's leg right leg drop back down to the bed and began kissing over the blonde's thighs again. This time she didn't skip over anything and when she got to Stacy's panties, Jessica's brushed her hand away and planted a sexy kiss right on the material as it clung tightly to Stacy's cunt lips. Jessica made out with Stacy's pussy through her panties, pushing the material past her tight slit and sliding her tongue over it, soaking it with her saliva as well as Stacy's juices.

"Oooooooooh fuck!" Stacy cried out when Jessica's tongue first swiped itself against her pussy. She didn't care if her panties were still on. All that mattered was that she had a beautiful woman's tongue licking her. That first lick was all it took for Stacy to realize Jessica had gotten even better at this since the last time they had been together.

The pleasure from Jessica sucking at her pussy lips and licking at her slit had Stacy's back arching up from the bed with pleasure. The girl's moans and happy sighs got Jessica licking faster and she felt she probably could make Stacy come just from doing this. But that wasn't what Jessica wanted. She didn't want Stacy's panties soaking up all those yummy girl juices. Her tongue was too greedy for them to share even a drop.

Jessica pulled away and Stacy let out a reflexive, alarmed gasp. But it took not even a second to see her fears were unwarranted. Jessica wasn't stopping. Far from it. Instead the gorgeous actress reached up, hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and began pulling them down.

However, just as soon as she started, Jessica stopped, grinned as if struck by inspiration and changed course.

"Turn over," Jessica instructed. Stacy didn't quite know what her lover was up to, but she definitely trusted Jessica so she obeyed without hesitation.

"Oh my," Jessica lustfully marveled as Stacy revealed the cut of her panties was a g-string and it barely covered even an inch of her stunning ass. The tiny pink string slid perfectly between her cheeks, making her toned, tan ass even more of a succulent sight. If Jessica had thought Stacy's legs were great, she couldn't take her eyes off her ass.

"God, I can't get over how great your butt is," Jessica said and Stacy responded by lifting herself up off the bed slightly and giving her ass a little shake. "I almost forgot how amazing it looks up close."

"Bad girl, how could you forget something like that?" Stacy teased. "Mmmm now give it a kiss to make up for being forgetful."

"I'm going to give it more than that," Jessica grinned before she did as instructed and planted a kiss on each of Stacy's ass cheeks. Stacy groaned from each kiss and Jessica revealed her true intentions by letting her mouth take over what her fingers had started.

Gripping the waistband of Stacy's g-string with her teeth, Jessica bit down on it and began dragging the panties off her body. This provoked immediate feedback.

"Oooooooooh that's it Jessica," Stacy cried. "Get my panties off me. Naughty girl. Get those panties off with your mouth. Show me how bad you want me. I want you at my pussy while you're drooling over my ass baby. Ughhhhh so many people would email me and say they watched the show and begged for a chance to fuck me, but you're the only one who gets to do it Jess. You're the only one who gets to strip my hot panties off with your teeth and get at my soaking wet fucking pussy."

Even though she was supposed to be the experienced seductress giving the desperately horny girl what she was begging for, Jessica found her heart racing with excitement. She loved how naughty this all made her feel, to be fully dressed in her own bed and tugging down a beautiful woman's soaked panties with her teeth. Jessica felt so primal and sexual taking Stacy like this and her pussy was doing some serious soaking of its own against her shorts.

The journey down Stacy's legs was a long one, but it was well worth the effort for Jessica as she pulled down the blonde's tiny panties. She loved being able to look back at her handiwork as she completely exposed Stacy's ass, pulling away the string to show nothing but bare cheek and the wet lips of her drooling slit from behind.

It was hard for Jessica to not abandon her efforts as soon as she saw Stacy's tight cunt lips so she could just bury her tongue inside that pink treat and lick up the wetness dripping out of it like fresh morning dew, but she restrained herself and got Stacy's panties all the way off. When she finally got them down to Stacy's ankles, Jessica dropped them from her mouth and pulled them off her body with a quick tug of her hands before throwing them on the floor next to the blonde's jeans.

Stacy didn't want to wait for the pleasure she knew was immanent and Jessica didn't want to wait to give it to her, but that didn't mean the actress couldn't take a moment to admire the beauty in her bed. Stacy was completely bottomless, a fact made even sexier and more obvious by the fact that her bright red top contrasted with her naked flesh and Jessica couldn't decide what she liked seeing more, the former wrestler's perfect ass as it rose and fell ever so slightly as Stacy writhed on her stomach or her glistening slit, so tight and just hinting at the juicy delights which lay beyond it.

Of course Jessica knew she could easily have both and she spread open Stacy's legs, opening her tightness for her hungry tongue, and dove in between them. Stacy nearly growled with lust as Jessica's tongue touched her bare pussy for the first time that day. Jessica began licking away at Stacy's pussy from behind and massaged her incredible ass with her hands while her tongue played.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!! Ohhhhhh fuck!!!!!" Stacy panted over and over again as Jessica's tongue pushed inside her pussy and lapped away at her sensitive folds, brushing over her clit and making her desperate for more. "Eat me Jessica! Gawwwwwwwd I've been dying for this for so damn long! Fuck me baby! Fuck me with that hot tongue! Ooooooh you're gonna make me soak your pretty face so fucking fast!"

Jessica could see Stacy hadn't been lying about how hard up she was for another woman. She had just started licking and the girl was already close to orgasm. Jessica made sure to indulge herself then since she didn't have much time. She gripped her hands to Stacy's ass, pressing down without using her nails to cop herself a long feel of her lover's perfect cheeks while she licked at her pussy, resting her tongue when she could by sucking on Stacy's pussy lips and then on her soft folds, drawing the sweet, girly juices right out of her and making the blonde feel pleasure course through her from head to toe.

Stacy cried out wantonly, her hands clawing at Jessica's bedspread. Jessica was so much better than she remembered and her memories had set the bar pretty high. Stacy couldn't believe anyone could make her feel this good. Jessica was even better than Trish and the two blonde wrestlers had been exploring each other's bodies for years now.

Jessica's tongue in her pussy was nothing but the most exquisite of pleasure as she licked at her soaked pinkness, slurping down her juices and stimulating her clit until it was swollen, throbbing and oh so ready to explode.

"Ooooooooh more Jess! More!" Stacy begged. "Don't stop licking me! Ohhhhhhhh fuck! How did you get so good at this baby? How did you get so good at making me wet?"

"Same way you got good at dancing sweetie," Jessica said as her lips formed a juice coated grin. "Lots and lots of practice."

Before Stacy could even get the words past her lips begging Jessica to keep licking, the actress dove back into Stacy and tongued her harder. Jessica's tongue attacked her lips as they swelled with desire, making them quiver and when she began thrusting inside her, tongue fucking her with wicked energy Stacy howled in needy pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhhh it's so fucking good!" Stacy cried out. "Tongue my pussy Jess! Make me fucking come like no one else can!"

Stacy's whole body was in the grip of nervous tremors. She wanted to come so bad. Her arms and legs were filled with goosebumps and she could feel her heart pound in her chest and her pulse race with energy.

Stacy's nipples felt so hard that they were threatening to not only rip through her bra and top, but Jessica's sheets as well. Her red top was wet with sweat now and it clung to Stacy's bottomless body as her grinding against the bed inched it up her back, giving Jessica a view of Stacy's pink bra strap peeking out as she fed off her cunt.

Even as the pleasure filled her and brought her closer and closer to ecstasy with every lick from Jessica's tongue, Stacy still had one wish. She thought Jessica was one of the most beautiful girls she had ever seen and she wanted to be able to see her go down on her. She could only imagine how good the actress looked with her gorgeous face pressed between her ass cheeks, licking away at her pussy. Stacy could certainly feel it, but she wanted more. She wanted to see it.

"Jess...ooooooooh Jessssssss...ahhhhh I wanna...wanna turn around," Stacy managed to gasp out. "Wanna get on my back."

Jessica didn't want to stop licking, but this was an easy request to comply with. She ran her tongue over Stacy's splayed labia one more time before pulling up and making a show out of licking her lips clean of stray juices as Stacy turned herself over on the bed and got on her back. Her top was almost fused to her body from their exertions and Jessica loved how Stacy's nipples strained against the material.

Stacy's chest rose and fell with quick breaths of anticipation and impatience. Jessica could make out every curve of her firm, natural tits through her top and she couldn't help herself from laying atop the dancing queen and kissing her passionately, pushing her tongue into her mouth so she could taste herself while she played with Stacy's tits through her top.

This got another series of happy, horny moans from Stacy and she eagerly sucked Jessica's tongue while writhing from the pleasure of the girl's hands on her tits. Jessica still had all her clothes on, but all Stacy could concentrate on was her own half dressed state.

"Take it off," Stacy moaned. "Take my top off. I need to feel you on my tits. I need to feel you all over my body."

Pausing her kisses against Stacy's lips, Jessica reached up and flipped the blonde's top over her head with ease. The sweaty garment was carelessly tossed onto the bed where it was quickly forgotten as Jessica moved her mouth to Stacy's chest and greedily licked at her tits through her bra.

"Oooooooooh yeahhhhh," Stacy dreamily sighed as she felt Jessica's tongue lick at her nipples. "Mmmmm you make everything feel so good Jess! You know just what my body needs, baby!"

As she moaned and trembled from Jessica's mouth at her chest, Stacy arched up her back and unsnapped her own bra. She pulled it off and tossed it to the side so Jessica could have at her flesh and the actress took full advantage. Stacy's tits were so firm and capped off by pink diamond nipples that were almost red with swollen arousal.

Jessica opened up her mouth and sucked them whole, mouthing Stacy's tits as her hand reached down and began toying with Stacy's slit.

"Ughhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh fuck me!" Stacy hissed, demanding Jessica's fingers inside her. When the actress complied, shoving two of her fingers into Stacy's cunt to pinch her clit as her other hand massaged whichever tit she was sucking Stacy let out a series of cries each one longer and hornier than the last.

"Oh God! Oh God! Ohhhhhhh yesssssssssssss!" Stacy cried. "Ooooooh getting close! I'm getting so fucking close to coming! Fuck me Jessica! Mmmmm shove your fingers into my hot little cunt and fuck me hard! Ooooooooh you feel so good at my tits! Mmmm I love your tongue on my nipples baby! You can bite them Jess! Make me fucking feel it!"

That was an invitation Jessica accepted without hesitation. She bit down on Stacy's nipples, taking one rock hard pink point and then the other, sucking and biting them as the girl writhed below her. Stacy's hands went to the back of Jessica's head, roughly playing with her hair and holding her down to her tits as her body tensed up from being finger fucked.

Stacy was grunting and moaning as she begged for more. Jessica's fingers penetrated her tightness again and again with thrusts that were hard, but steady. There was nothing ragged about Jessica's fingering. She had Stacy's clit captured between her fingers and she rubbed it skillfully and thoroughly, driving her leggy lover up the wall with pleasure.

"OHHHHHHHHH JESSICAAAAAAAA!!! I'M GONNA COME!!!" Stacy wailed. "MAKE ME COME!!! OOOOOOH PLEASE MAKE ME COMMME!!!"

"Uh uh," Jessica immediately shot back. "You're not gonna come on my fingers baby."

Stacy breathlessly gasped, her head spinning as she tried to comprehend the idea that Jessica might stop before the girl gave her another wicked smile and finished her sentence.

"You're gonna come all over my face," Jessica promised before wiggling away from Stacy's grip on her head and burying her face back into the former wrestler's cunt.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Stacy cried. "YESSSSSSSS JESSICA YESSSSSSSSSS!!! MAKE ME COME ALL OVER YOUR FACE!!! EAT MY PUSSY BABY PLEASE!!! SUCK MY CLIT AND MAKE ME COME SO GOOOOD!!!"

That was just what Jessica did. She lashed at Stacy's pussy as she roughly pushed her legs open to expose all the pink the wrestling goddess had to offer. Jessica tongued Stacy's pussy hard with precise, quick tongue strokes to lap up her juices and when she had gorged herself enough on Stacy's sweet taste, Jessica went in for the kill.

Her finger play had left Stacy's clit throbbing and Jessica targeted it with her tongue and lips. She slapped Stacy's bulging clitoris with her tongue, sending pleasure through her like lightning striking and when she clamped her lips down on the swollen bud and sucked ferociously on it with all the energy she had, Stacy exploded against her face with a shower of sweet, creamy girl cum.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Stacy screamed as she came, her hips bucking so hard and wildly against Jessica's face that the actress had to reach around back to grab her ass so she could steady her. "FUCK!!! FUCK!!!! OOOOOOOOOOH FUCK YESSSSSSSSSS JESS!!! AHHHHHHHH SOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOD!!!"

Stacy rocked the bed as she came, her head thrashing back and forth against Jessica's pillows while her creaming cunt rubbed itself all over her lover's face. Jessica's tongue tried to keep up at first with the force of Stacy's orgasm, but she finally gave up and just let the girl hump against her face, feeding her delicious orgasmic cream and soaking her skin in feminine essence.

Having an orgasm from another woman was like being reunited with her best friend and Stacy was beaming a smile a mile wide as she fell back onto the bed. As the last tremors rushed through her, her naked body was flushed and sticky with sweat and sex glow but Stacy was by no means exhausted. Her orgasm took nothing out of her and instead just made her want more. She had gone without for too long and now it was time to make up for lost time.

"C'mere," Stacy said, taking Jessica's hand in her own and pulling her up to her. She loved seeing Jessica's face, which had graced so many magazine covers, soaked in her cum, but she loved tasting it even more and she lavished kisses all over her lover's skin, licking up her own juices and thanking the woman who had just given her such intense pleasure.

Jessica and Stacy lay on the bed together, the actress on top of the wrestler as they kissed, trading their saliva and sucking on each other's tongues while their hands caressed soft female flesh. It was then Stacy finally took notice of what was so plainly obvious.

"You have way too many clothes on," Stacy grinned.

"Oh yeah? What are you gonna do about that Stacy?" Jessica asked seductively.

"Mmmm just this," Stacy said before kissing Jessica again and executing a move they didn't teach in wrestling training by flipping the actress over so she was the one flat on her back.

Stacy kept kissing Jessica as she took the lead now and ran her hands over her lover's body through her clothes. She kept the actress pinned under her for much longer than a three count as she sucked her tongue and went for Jessica's shorts. Stacy kept her eyes and lips on Jessica's as she began lowering her lover's shorts, but even though she couldn't see down there, her fingers made the discovery her eyes couldn't.

"No panties? Oooooh naughty girl," Stacy giggled.

"Why bother?" Jessica laughed. "Mmmm I knew I wasn't going to be wearing them long anyway once you got here. Take my shirt off and you'll see I'm not wearing a bra either."

Stacy had suspected that from the way Jessica had been jiggling before, but it was always nice to get confirmation and Stacy quickly saw her lover hadn't been lying as she lifted up her shirt. Jessica's soft, beautiful tits quickly popped out as Stacy pulled the impediment to the girl's flesh over her head and tossed it away to be forgotten with the rest of their clothes.

Even though she hadn't finished getting Jessica's shorts off, Stacy went right for her friend's tits. Having not been blessed with too generous a chest, Stacy always loved playing with other girls' boobs and Jessica was no exception to this rule. Unlike many of the enhanced women she worked and played with, Jessica was all natural and Stacy delighted in the feel of her firm, young tits in her hands and mouth.

Now it was Jessica's turn to moan with carnal desire. She had been completely ignoring her own pleasure as she worked to get Stacy off and the wrestler turned dancer returned the favor with lustful enthusiasm. Stacy's sexy hands caressed the curves of her tits as she kissed and licked into her cleavage and all over the hot mounds of girl flesh, latching her lips to Jessica's nipples and nursing at them, making the actress coo and sigh and moan out all the things Stacy wanted to hear.

"Mmmmmm baby, that feels so good," Jessica sighed as she played with Stacy's hair, gently stroking it as the blonde sucked on her tits. "Oh Stacy, you're making me so wet. I'd watch you every week and want to fuck you again just like we used to. Mmmmm I was so happy when you called me today. I've been wanting you bad for so long."

"You just made me feel so good Jessica," Stacy said as she let Jessica's wet, swollen nipple drop from her mouth. "Now I'm going to make you feel good. You gave my body just what it needed and now it's my turn to make you come. It's my turn to get your pretty pussy off."

Stacy returned to kissing and massaging Jessica's tits, but only with one hand this time as the other one went to finish what she had started and get Jessica's shorts all the way off. She quickly found them right where she'd left them, around Jessica's knees and she tugged them down with frantic grabs, not wanting to leave Jessica's tits even for a second. This proved to be a bit of a complication as she tried to get the shorts past Jessica's ankles, but Stacy improvised and moved her leg up to grab at Jessica's shorts with her toes and do what her hand couldn't.

Jessica's shorts hit the floor, leaving her naked except for her sandals, but neither girl paid them any attention. They were too busy kissing and playing with each other's bare bodies to worry about footwear in any form. All the areas Stacy drooled over on Jessica's body were exposed anyway.

Stacy's lustful treatment of Jessica's chest bordered on the worshipful. She kissed every inch of her lover's tits and made sure both of Jessica's nipples were at their swollen hardest as she latched her lips to them and sucked them passionately. Jessica was groaning with each lick and her body shivered with bliss as Stacy traced her tongue over her dark areolas and then flicked against her aching nipples.

Her efforts had already made her nipples rise to their peak sensitivity and Stacy's tongue felt so good licking against them that Jessica felt like she could come just from feeling the blonde's tongue on her tits. Jessica even moved her hands off Stacy's head so she could cup her own tits and push them up into the former wrestler's girlflesh starved mouth in an effort to draw more pleasure from this.

"Ooooooh fuck yeah! Suck on my tits Stacy," Jessica urged. "Mmmmm you know just how to make a girl feel good too, baby. Oooooh you're making me so wet. Your tongue feels so fucking good. I love having my nipples played with and you're...oooooooooh...doing it sooooo gooooood! Mmmmm getting so fucking wet for you baby."

Stacy couldn't help but lavish attention all over Jessica's chest. She had always heard so many compliments about her own body and relief that she was an all natural girl, but when she saw tits like Jessica's, Stacy couldn't stop from wishing she was a little bigger. Jessica had such amazing tits that they basically demanded worship. Only a little foreplay with them would have been madness when she had the chance to soak every inch of her beautiful breast flesh in saliva.

But as much as she loved having Jessica's tits in her face and her hard nipples throbbing with every sexy, wet flick of her tongue, Stacy knew there was so much more to get to. Jessica's moans about how wet she was getting had piqued her curiosity and Stacy had to see that for herself.

It was also time for a little payback. Just as Jessica had teased and tantalized her by kissing her legs instead of going right for her pussy, Stacy turned up the heat with some teasing of her own. She took her sweet time moving away from Jessica's chest to explore her wetness.

First Stacy helped herself to one last long lick of each of Jessica's jutting nipples. Then she slowly inched her way down her lover's body, kissing a trail of wet kiss marks everywhere she journeyed. She licked the undersides of Jessica's tits as they softly jiggled from the girl writhing underneath her tongue and moved down her lover's stomach way too slowly for the actress' taste.

"Go lower damnit," Jessica groaned in frustration. Everything Stacy was doing with her lips and tongue felt incredible. In fact it was too good. It was driving Jessica's pussy wild and the fact that Stacy wasn't licking between her legs and turning her dripping wetness into an orgasmic flood was torture. But it also felt too good for Jessica to really be mad at her lover.

"Lower...lick me lower," Jessica continued to demand, the needy pitch of her voice rising as Stacy kissed down her tummy, leaving goosebumps all over her flesh. Stacy's long blonde hair draped down and tickled Jessica's skin while she journeyed down her body which made everything even better. And then when the former wrestler reached her silver belly piercing and began sucking it, tugging it with her lips and teasing her belly button with her wet tongue, Jessica couldn't stand waiting even another second for oral pleasure.

"Ohhhhhhhh you fucking tease," Jessica cried hornily, a smile covering from ear to ear betrayed the fact that this was torture she quite enjoyed. "Ughhhhhhhh did those nasty wrestler girls teach you how to tease this good? Please lick lower Stacy! Is that what you want to hear? Me begging for you to lick me? I'll beg. I'll do whatever you want if you just lick me! Please Stacy! My pussy needs it! Gimmie your tongue! Eat my pussy please!"

Though Stacy didn't mind hearing the multi-million dollar movie star begging for her, it hadn't been why she had been teasing. Truthfully she just wanted to show Jessica that she had picked up a few tricks of her own since they'd last been together. Jessica might have gotten a lot of practice during their time apart, but so had Stacy and she wanted to show her lover how much she had learned.

Having accomplished that mission with aplomb, Stacy stopped her teasing and picked up the pace of her downward kissing tour of Jessica's body. She dropped her belly ring from her lips and moved down onto her thighs, kissing the soft, girlish flesh with growing glee until she was hovering right above Jessica's pussy.

"Do it! Please!" Jessica urged. "Eat my pussy Stacy! Get your pretty face in my cunt and taste how juicy you got me! I need it! I need you to...AHHHHHHHHHHH YEAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Not surprisingly, Jessica's scream of rapture was a direct result of Stacy planting her lips on her pussy and kissing it feverishly, sucking up the juice collecting on her slit and gulping it down with happy fervor. Just as Jessica had done to Stacy earlier through her panties, Stacy made out with Jessica's pussy, kissing her down there like she would against a completely different set of lips. Stacy had nothing but soft, juicy pink girl flesh against her mouth and that made kissing even better.

Stacy stared right up at Jessica with a heated, loving gaze. She wanted to reward Jessica for making her feel so good. She wanted to give Jessica the pleasure she knew always left girls like Trish and Amy and Torrie Wilson and Lilian Garcia and all their Diva friends quivering. She wanted Jessica to know how good she'd gotten at being with girls. The desire to prove herself to a sex goddess like Jessica fueled Stacy's desire, but soon that eased with the reminder of how good Jessica's pussy tasted.

Soon it was less about proving herself to her movie star lover and more about getting as much of Jessica's pussy juice on her tongue as possible and tasting the cream of her orgasm. Just as she had done to all the hot girls she had been with, and just as had been done to her moments earlier, Stacy worked over Jessica's pussy lips with her lips and tongue to build her heat and then pushed inside.

Stacy's tongue fucking brought feverish, high-pitched cries of praise from Jessica's mouth. Her tits were still tingling from Stacy's earlier efforts and Jessica's hands latched onto them, massaging them tenderly and tugging her nipples to increase the jolts of pleasure shooting up her spine to her brain and turning her smile from a grin into a dreamy look of absolute bliss.

Not only did Stacy know just what she was doing with her tongue, but Jessica was able to look down not only at her sexy stare, but see the incredibly toned girl's ass lifting up for her admiration. Stacy lifted herself up flat from her belly to her knees, pushing her butt up into the air in the process. Jessica moaned wantonly at the gorgeous sight before her and she just wished her arms were long enough to grab at it and slap it to reward Stacy for being such a hot pussy licker.

"Oooooooooh fuck! You turned into such a nasty little cunt licker since I last had you Stacy!" Jessica marveled, her pleasure spitting the words past her lips. "Eat that pussy! Work that fucking tongue on my hard clitty! Ooooooooh you're gonna make me come baby! That's what you want, isn't it you naughty girl? You want my sticky, sweet cum soaking your pretty face?"

"Goddamn right that's what I want," Stacy replied with an absolutely wicked, horny grin that had Jessica groaning just from the sight of it. "And this is just the first time I'm gonna make you come today. I'm not leaving this place until I get every drop of cream you can give me. You and Trish totally changed my life that day in the steam room. I thanked her so many times since then but I never really got a chance until now to make you feel as good as I did that day. I want to show you Jess! I want to show you how much I love what you did to me!"

"Mmmm don't show me, just fuck me," Jessica commanded, her hand shooting off her breast to grab at Stacy's soft blonde hair and push her back down into her pussy, getting her tongue back to work. "OOOOOOOOOOOOH FUCK YESSSSSSSSS AHHHHHH FUCK ME STACY!!! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!!!"

Stacy didn't need to be told twice what to do. She had been dreaming of having another go at Jessica for so long. The timing had never been right and her nerves had sometimes overwhelmed her...until this day and Stacy took full advantage of living her fantasy by jamming her tongue back into Jessica. She licked the juice that had soaked Jessica's pink passage in her brief absence and her tonguing had her lover howling at the top of her lungs.

Stacy's plan was to go for Jessica's clitoris full blast next and not even break for oxygen until the actress' orgasm was echoing in her ears, but before she could get to it there was an unexpected interruption. It was something an experienced housemate like Jessica took in stride, but Stacy was not used to the mansion's "open door" policy.

"You slut!" a voice shouted out, freezing Stacy in mid-lick.

Stacy whirled around and was amazed at what she saw. Standing in Jessica's doorway...it was Cameron Diaz! Holy shit! Stacy had to blink to make sure she wasn't hallucinating this. And standing next to her...it was that girl from the Paris Hilton movie...Elisha something...Cuthbert! That's it! Elisha Cuthbert! The girl Trish always said she wanted to fuck! What the hell was going on here?

"You can't even wait for me to get here for you to get your rocks off," Cameron said as she strode into the room with Elisha in tow. "You fucking little whore. First you try and steal Heesh and now you can't keep your pants on until I get here. Mmmmm I oughta spank your ass raw for this. Or maybe I'll just do that to your little friend here."

Stacy could tell from Cameron's playful tone and, more importantly, the smile on her face that there was no malice behind her words to Jessica. But even with that in mind it shocked her when the superstar actress grabbed her bare ass and began caressing her skin, getting an involuntary moan from Stacy's mouth. These girls were so forward. But Stacy didn't have a chance to mind. Cameron's hand felt so good on her butt for her to worry about being too forward.

"Mmmmmmm and such a nice ass," Cameron grinned. "Almost as nice as mine. It would be shame to have to spank these pretty cheeks until they're red."

"Don't stop Stacy...don't stop," Jessica groaned, her hand pressing down once again on the blonde's head. "It's ok. Cameron's ok. She knows what goes on here. Please don't stop! I'm so close baby!"

Stacy suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. She had expected this to just be a one on one thing with Jessica, but then again it wasn't as though Cameron and Elisha weren't both stunningly beautiful and it wasn't as though Stacy wasn't used to being watched when she fucked another girl. Plus Cameron's hand felt great on her ass. Stacy's nerves began to fade and the scent of Jessica's pussy drifted up to her nose and beckoned her back to her wetness.

Jessica gave the back of her head another push and this time Stacy let her lover guide her back to her honeypot. She resumed her licking and the taste and tightness of Jessica's cunt quickly put the last of her nerves to rest. Plus Elisha's first words since entering the room made her feel even better.

"Oh no, don't punish her Camie," Elisha said as she peeled her t-shirt over her head and revealed to one and all her lack of a bra. "She's too hot to punish. Mmmm let's help her instead. Let's show Jess how much we liked watching her get eaten out by this sexy thing."

Stacy couldn't help but notice neither Cameron nor Elisha had referred to her by name yet. Maybe they didn't recognize her. She'd just have to introduce herself later and her pussy tingled at the thought of making sure both blonde beauties never forgot who she was.

The sight of Elisha's bouncing tits as she sauntered over to the bed and kissed Jessica passionately was a lovely distraction, but Stacy forced herself to focus on her lover. She couldn't slack off now. Not when she had Jessica so close.

"I'm learning a lot here Camie," Elisha told her friend as Jessica's howls of bliss resumed as Stacy started licking her again. "Mmmmm you don't wait for invitations in this place. If you see something you like, you just join in."

Stacy was quickly grasping that lesson too and, as she fed off Jessica's juicy cunt, she wiggled her ass in the air, enticing Cameron to rub her cheeks harder. Her tactic worked and Stacy groaned into Jessica's pussy as the blonde actress increased her sexy touch, but Cameron had more in mind than just doing that.

"I got that lesson a long time ago Heesh," Cameron said as she took her free hand and went right for Jessica's pussy. She slid two of her fingers inside, taking Stacy by surprise. But the girl quickly adjusted. She knew Cameron was just trying to help her get Jessica off and, while she didn't need the help, she certainly didn't fight it off.

Stacy let Cameron penetrate Jessica's tightness, rubbing her hot spots while she let her tongue concentrate on her clitoris. The two worked in tandem on Jessica and Stacy had been in enough tag teams, both in the ring and between the sheets, to know just when to work and when to hold back to let her partner take the lead.

Jessica was bucking on the bed, screaming and shaking in ecstasy from their handiwork but Stacy knew how to make her even better.

"Suck her tits," Stacy said, aggressively taking control of the encounter and pulling her juice coated face up to issue her order to Elisha. "She loves that. Suck on her hard nipples."

Elisha had no trouble following an order like that and before Jessica could even blink her blonde head was buried in her tits. Elisha slapped away Jessica's hand and got her own mitts on her friend's chest. She massaged the jiggling mounds and lashed at Jessica's nipples with saliva filled tongue strokes, drooling onto her tits, before doing just what Stacy had asked and sucking hard on her swollen tips.

With Stacy's tongue licking away and Cameron's thrusting fingers joining in between her legs and both of them working over her clitoris at the same time along with Elisha's efforts at her breasts, there was no way Jessica could withstand all of it. She tried to hold back on her orgasm. She didn't want this to stop. She wanted all of them to keep fucking her. But she wasn't nearly strong enough to stop the force of her own orgasm.

With a scream of pure ecstasy, Jessica unleashed her climax onto her friends. Elisha quickly silenced her with a long kiss, sucking Jessica's tongue and her sex cries right into her mouth. Stacy and Cameron didn't stop their work, even as Jessica came all over them. They just went after her harder, licking and fingering her until tears of joy flowed from Jessica's eyes and she slumped down onto her own bed, gasping for breath and trying to keep just from passing out.

Stacy had let a lot of Jessica's cream fill her mouth and, even though they had never met until this very moment, she had no inhibition about pulling Cameron down and sharing them with her in a long kiss. Cameron didn't seem to mind the gesture and kissed back forcefully, enjoying the familiar taste of Jessica's essence.

Elisha didn't want to be left out of the fun and quickly moved her topless body into the kiss, trading tongue swipes and lip locks with both her friend and this sexy stranger before her.

Not surprisingly this all ended with the four of them in a pile on Jessica's bed. Elisha and Cameron both took a side of the naked actress and Stacy happily remained curled up between Jessica's legs. As Jessica eased herself out of the disorientation her orgasm had left her in there was just one thing that demanded to be said.

"I just hope you two saved enough energy for me," Cameron said before everyone joined her in laughing.

If there was one thing the mansion had an abundance of, it was sexual energy.

That was an energy that Kelly Clarkson was walking quite unassumingly into, even though she now knew more about Christina's sex life than she ever would have dreamed.

When Christina was upset, she tended to talk. A lot. And talking was what she had pretty much done non-stop since she and Kelly had left the label. Christina had been holding in so much and once she started talking about Britney she couldn't stop. And that meant telling all about her own bisexuality and all the dirty details about what had happened between them. But Christina had never been shy about either of those secrets and she held nothing back now.

Kelly had largely been silent the whole way for two reasons. First Christina had barely allowed her to get a word in and second because her outright shock had stunned her into staying quiet. It had taken all her focus to keep from driving off the freeway several times as Christina had revealed secrets that Kelly had never dreamed her ears would ever hear.

Part of Kelly's rational brain said that Christina had to be pulling her leg. There was no way that things like Christina was describing were happening with the girls she said it was. It just wasn't possible. It was crazy. But Kelly didn't listen to that part of her brain. She believed what Christina was telling her. The singer was so emotional and seemed so sincere that Kelly couldn't help but trust her.

After awhile Kelly didn't even attempt to speak anymore. She just listened in to Christina's confession. The blonde opened up about everything that had happened between her and Britney. How they had fought backstage at the concert and ended up kissing and ripping each other's clothes off. How they had spent the whole night together fucking each other silly. How that one night had turned into endless fun. How she had brought Britney to Malibu for a visit and how they had ended up staying for good. How they had formed the record label. How they had bonded and how she had realized the extent of her feelings and then how Britney had broken her heart.

Christina's confession also included a fairly extensive list of what and who they had done and Kelly could barely believe her own ears. How could all this be going on under everyone's noses? Kelly's mind was blown by the stories. All those beautiful, famous women having sex with each other? It was like the world had turned upside down. Christina and Britney had been lovers? And there had been so many other girls she had mentioned. A lot of them had boyfriends or husbands, Christina included. Kelly had thought they were all straight, but now it appeared they were anything but.

It wasn't like Kelly had anything against lesbians or anything. It just wasn't a team she played for. Leaving a small town in Texas and hitting the big time had required a lot of attitude adjustments and Kelly had long ago learned to be open to choices other people made with their own lives. So Kelly wasn't judgmental about Christina or any of the other girls that she had talked about.

Besides Kelly could see why women could turn to each other. Men could be so insensitive and were such terrible listeners. Kelly had had enough loser boyfriends to know that in many ways men sucked. Plus women were beautiful. You didn't have to be a lesbian to see that.

It was easy to see why naked women would be a turn on and why two together would be an even bigger one. She didn't want to have sex with a woman, but Kelly could at least understand how women could find pleasure and comfort with each other.

As Christina kept going on, Kelly just tried to listen as best she could. It was hard not to be overwhelmed by sheer amazement, but Kelly wanted to be a real friend here. After all, Christina had chosen to open up to her and Kelly knew she at least owed her the best of her advice, even if she had no idea how to handle a lesbian love affair gone bad.

Christina's confession had not only taken the entire drive to Malibu, but was still going on as they pulled into the mansion. Not wanting to stop, Christina had invited Kelly to come inside with her and she had accepted. But for once, Christina's goal wasn't sex. She had invited so many girls into her room since that first night with Rose, but this time she wasn't after what was under Kelly's clothes.

Sure Kelly was beautiful and Christina would have loved a chance to lick her dry and give her the best fuck of her life, but she was in such an emotional state that what Christina needed most was a chance to vent. Kelly had been a convenient outlet for that and Christina was even a little surprised at her own willingness to share the most intimate details of her life.

She and Kelly were friendly, but they were hardly best friends or confidantes. But Christina thought to herself that that fact was probably what made all this easier. Kelly always seemed so warm and friendly and since they weren't that close there was no baggage with her. It was like confessing to a priest with the wall right in front of you so he couldn't see your face. There was no chance she was going to take Britney's side or give her pat reassurances that everything was going to be ok.

It felt good to say all of this. She had kept so much of it bottled up since the day she had thrown Britney out of the mansion and spilling her guts was like lifting a huge rock off her back. Christina had broken down crying a few times during her confession but unlike before it wasn't really out of anger or heartbreak. Her tears were more out of relief that she was finally getting this off her chest.

Christina told Kelly everything about how Britney had made her feel, both the good and the bad stuff. She confessed how she had never, ever expected to fall in love with Britney but how she had and how it had just led to the heartbreak she had tried desperately to avoid. Once she started, Christina couldn't stop talking until she had emptied herself of every last detail.

"Wow," Kelly finally said in full marvel as they sat next to each other on Christina's bed. "That's...that's just...unbelievable."

"Kind of a lot to throw at you all at once, huh?" Christina said, smiling as she sniffled and rubbed her reddened eyes free of her tears.

"I just can't believe you guys are doing that here," Kelly declared, her mind spinning at all these revelations. She never could have imagined girls like the ones Christina had named having sex with each other. But Kelly knew she had to put that aside. The sex was almost irrelevant. Christina needed her help and Kelly tried to speak from the experience of her own busted relationships.

"Have you and Britney talked since then?" Kelly asked, trying to treat this like any boy/girl relationship she was hearing about and not an affair between Christina Aguilera and Britney Spears which tabloid reporters would have gladly slit each other's throats to find out about.

"Does screaming count as talking?" Christina asked, getting a head shake "no" from Kelly. "Then no, we haven't talked."

"Maybe you should," Kelly offered. "Do you still love her?"

"No, I hate her," Christina insisted, though Kelly didn't quite buy that answer.

"You can't give up on something like love so easily," Kelly said. "I have and if you break up and you're not even sure if you want to then it's a huge mistake."

"I can never forgive her for breaking my heart," Christina declared.

"But are you just saying that or do you really feel it?" Kelly asked, as she thought back to a boyfriend she had dumped once because she thought he'd been cheating. Once she found out he was innocent it was too late. He was with someone else and she had made one of the biggest mistakes of her life.

"You can't just stop loving someone in one second," Kelly continued. "It's not like there's an on and off switch for it. When you love someone you don't just start hating them in an instant. I can see you still have feelings for her."

"I don't," Christina claimed. "I hate her. I wish she was dead."

"Don't say that!" Kelly gasped. "Never ever say that about anyone! Take it back!"

Christina mumbled something under her breath, but it sounded like enough of a take back for Kelly to drop her request. Kelly still couldn't believe she was in this situation. She had never been shy about giving out advice, but she never thought she'd be telling one of the world's most famous singers that she should give her equally famous lesbian lover another chance.

Kelly had always been the friendly, open sort. She supposed that had been one of the reasons America had liked her so much when she had been on American Idol. She didn't know Christina all that well, but they were friends and she wanted to help her as best she could.

Kelly had met Christina when she had recorded a song the pierced singer had written for her first album. It had ended up being her first real hit song and Kelly was forever grateful to Christina for giving it to her. If this was a way to show her gratitude, then Kelly was happy to do it. She just hoped she was giving Christina the right advice.

"I really don't have much experience with all this," Kelly admitted as she and Christina sat next to each other on the bed. "I mean not just with girls. I've never done that or anything. It's just that all my relationships don't seem to last very long anyway. I never really felt for anyone the way you say you felt for Britney. I don't know if I'm helping you much Christina."

"You are," Christina assured her. "It's just good to have someone to talk to, you know? I can't really talk to the other girls here about it. They're too close to me and Britney."

"What other girls?" Kelly inquired as Christina realized that the American Idol had no idea where she was. It wasn't like there was a sign out front advertising the lesbian love nest that lay within the mansion's walls, but the girls who came here usually had a good idea what they were getting into.

It then dawned on Christina that she had been so upset about Britney and so wrapped up in telling her tale of heartbreak, that she had gotten Kelly here without even saying this was THE mansion she had been talking about and who else was living here. She had brought this innocent cub right into the lioness' den and that led to other, more wicked thoughts for Christina.

Kelly was certainly beautiful and Christina began considering the fact that it would have been an awful waste of time to bring this attractive a girl all the way to Malibu and not seduce her. Why that would almost have been outright rude.

Getting hot at the thought of corrupting the American Idol princess sweetheart into a wanton, wicked lesbian slut was nothing new for Christina. She'd wanted that for years. She hadn't let Kelly record Miss Independent out of any goodness or charity. She'd done it because she'd wanted to get a clear path into the panties of the girl who had so enchanted America during the first summer of Idol.

So now that she had her here, Christina saw what a mistake it would be to let Kelly leave without so much as a hug. Christina's tears were drying up and the horniness that so often fueled her biggest decisions was suddenly back with a vengeance.

Her libido had been denied that morning after her aborted attempt to hook up with Fergie and Christina knew there was only one thing that would satisfy it. She needed some fresh pussy and Christina had some right next to her on the bed.

Meanwhile, completely unaware that Christina was beginning to undress her with her eyes and imagine her spread eagled on the bed, Kelly continued to try and get a handle on this Britney mess.

"Have you ever really talked to her?" Kelly asked. "I mean really talked and told her how you feel. If you don't talk to her then you're never going to make it better."

"Huh? Talk to who?" Christina replied, snapped out of her fantasies by Kelly's question.

"Ummmmm the girl you've been bawling about for the last hour," Kelly stated with a raised eyebrow as she regarded Christina's spaciness. "You ok Christina? You're looking at me kind of funny."

"No everything's cool," Christina said, pushing thoughts of her heartbreak out of her mind as she let her eyes rest on the swell of Kelly's breasts against her shirt, loving how they softly moved with every breath.

"So have you?" Kelly pressed, trying to ignore the weird vibe she was suddenly getting from Christina.

"I don't want to talk to her," Christina pouted, not wanting to be reminded about Britney now. She had gotten what she needed off her chest and now she wanted to concentrate on things that were much more fun.

"Then how is she going to now how you really feel?" Kelly asked, a little exasperated at Christina's stubbornness. "I mean from what you told me you've done a lot of screaming and not a lot of talking."

"How's talking supposed to fix things?" Christina demanded. "She can't say anything to make me stop hating her."

"How do you know that?" Kelly shot back. "I mean talking might not fix everything, but at least it means you're trying. Right now you're not trying at all. You just get mad at her and say all these mean things about her I know you can't mean. You keep trying to act like a bitch Christina, but I know you're not. I know what a sweet girl you can be. You have to try talking to Britney. You never know what could happen if you do."

"I...I...I just don't want to, ok?" Christina snapped, with a little more meanness than she intended. She was just getting a little frustrated right then because she only wanted to focus on how good Kelly looked and wonder what would be the easiest to get her out of her clothes and not on her past with Britney.

"Fine," Kelly replied, not hiding her hurt very well. "I was just trying to help. I thought that was why you brought me here."

"You are helping me Kelly," Christina said before opening up her arms and giving her friend a hug, a gesture that was immediately and eagerly returned. "It feels really good to have someone to vent to. I've been bottling this stuff up."

"I can tell," Kelly said as the hug lingered. Kelly could have sworn that Christina's nipples were hard as they hugged, but that had to be her imagination. Didn't it?

"I'm glad you're starting to feel good again," Kelly added while she tried not to focus on the issue at hand and not some perceived arousal in her friend.

"I am," Christina stated before deciding to make her move. "Want to make me feel even better, though?"

"Sure, what can I do?" Kelly asked, taking the bait perfectly.

"Just lie back and let me show you how Britney and I used to fuck," Christina grinned before giving Kelly the shock of her life by kissing her right on the lips.

Kelly had been taken aback by Christina's lesbian admissions, but that had been nothing compared to what she was feeling now. It was like everything froze suddenly. Her eyes grew to saucer size and her breathing turned into gasps. What the hell was going on? Even when she'd detected Christina's hard nipples, Kelly had never dreamed that something like this was about to happen.

The kiss was such a shock that Kelly couldn't even react. She just sat there on the bed and let Christina's lips press to hers in a Sapphic lip lock. It was like it wasn't really happening. It couldn't be. Another woman couldn't be kissing her. It had to be some kind of crazy dream. But when Christina's hands reached up and began to touch her breasts through her shirt, Kelly snapped out of her stupor and pushed the blonde singer away.

"Stop!" Kelly demanded. "What the hell are you doing Christina?"

"What's the matter Kelly?" Christina teased. "Don't you want to cheer me up anymore?"

"Well yeah...but not...not like that!" Kelly shot back, clearly flustered from the kiss. "Why did you do that? I'm not a lesbian! I'm not into girls!"

"Mmmm neither was I once," Christina said, rubbing herself up against Kelly as she remembered the first night at the club when Rose took her and got her absolutely hooked on pussy in an instant. "I just needed someone to show me how good it was. She made me feel so fucking wet and made me come so good. I'd never known what real sex was like until that night. Now I want to be that girl for you Kelly. I want to show you how hot it is to fuck girls. You've been so nice to me today. Now I want to be nice to you."

"No...I...I don't want you to be nice to me," Kelly protested. "Not like that! I'm not into girls! Seriously!"

"Now how do you know that if you've never tried it?" Christina pointed out, continuing to press herself to Kelly and noticing the girl had not exactly bolted off of her bed and out of the room. "I've fucked so many girls Kelly and I know just how to do it right. You'll never be able to get enough after I'm done with you. I know you loved hearing about all those girls I've fucked. It was turning you on. Don't pretend it wasn't. You loved hearing how I fucked Britney and Jewel and Mandy Moore and Michelle Branch and Gwen Stefani and Avril Lavigne and sweet little Hilary Duff. Now I want to fuck you Kelly. I've wanted to fuck you for so long."

Kelly couldn't believe what she was hearing. Even after all Christina had told her about her famous conquests, Kelly hadn't anticipated the girl making a move on her too, especially one like this. She supposed that was ridiculously naïve of her, but she had never been come on to so boldly by another woman and hadn't been looking out for it.

Sure over the years Kelly had come into contact with women who wanted her in their bed. She had always gotten just as many fan letters from women as from men desperate to sleep with her. But she had never done anything with a girl before and had never ever been close to one who wanted to fuck her as bad as Christina seemed to.

The list of famous singers Christina had bedded had absolutely made an impression on Kelly. But it hadn't turned her on? Had it? No. Definitely not. It had fascinated her. Kelly never had pictured any of those girls having sex with each other. But it hadn't turned her on. Not at all.

Kelly hadn't said anything for a bit and Christina took advantage of that by kissing her again. The shorter singer's soft lips pressed to Kelly's once more in a tender, sexy kiss, but this time Kelly's reaction was much quicker.

"No! Get off me Christina!" Kelly snapped, pushing Christina away and this time getting off the bed. "I can't believe you're hitting on me! I came here because I thought you wanted to talk. I don't want to have sex with you! I thought you needed a friend."

"I did," Christina insisted. "I needed a friend to comfort me and I needed a friend listen to me. Now I need a lover Kelly. I've been horny all day and I wasn't able to get laid this morning like I was supposed to. Now I need it even more. I need you Kelly. I need you to let me get you out of those clothes and show you how good I can fuck you."

"Is that what I am? Just some convenient girl for you to fuck?" Kelly demanded.

"Well you're here now and so am I," Christina stated. "I'm horny as fuck and I know you must be feeling really curious right about now. So why not? You must be burning with it now Kelly. Burning with that curiosity to see what it's like with another girl. You felt how good it was to kiss me and now you want to know what I look like naked. Mmmm and I look good naked. I can't wait to show you. I know you're gonna love my pierced pussy."

Kelly's jaw was nearly on the floor as Christina continued, the lithe blonde delighting in how she was flustering the American Idol with her dirty talk.

"You don't have to be afraid. You can admit you want to fuck me too," Christina purred. "You can say you want me to get you naked and kiss all over your sexy body the way I just kissed your lips. You can admit you want me to get my tongue all over those tits of yours and make your nipples so fucking hard you could cut glass with them. Your nipples are hard now, aren't they Kelly? Mmmm I'll be they're swelling up so nice as you think about me sucking on your hot tits. But I'm not going to stop there. I'm going to eat your pussy too Kelly. I'm going to lick up every sweet drop of your girl cum and then kiss you so you can taste yourself all over another girl's lips and tongue."

"Stop..." Kelly requested, her voice much less insistent now as her head spun at top speed.

Naturally that was a wish that Christina completely ignored as she lay back on the bed and began rubbing herself through her clothes.

"How long has it been since you got laid Kelly?" Christina pressed. "I can see it in your eyes that it's been too long. You know you want to fuck me Kelly. You want me to show you what a woman can do to you. You have no idea how good it is Kelly. No man can ever eat pussy as good as another girl can. I'd have you creaming in no time. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Don't pretend you don't want to have a huge orgasm all over my pretty face, soaking my skin in your juice. Mmmm getting me all sticky and creamy with your cum. That's so nasty and I know it's making your hot. I can fuck you better than any guy can Kelly. I can lick you so good and then get one of my strap ons and fuck you better than any guy could dream. My cock will never go soft Kelly and I would make you come so many times that you'd just want to pass out when I was done with you. I know you want that so fucking bad now."

"I don't..." Kelly said, her voice getting softer. "Please stop."

Christina just grinned wickedly and pressed on with her sexy sales pitch, telling Kelly in the nastiest language she could push past her lips just what she was going to do to her pussy with her tongue and toys.

Kelly could feel her knees grow weak and her heart pound in her chest. How had she gotten in this situation? She had just been looking to visit Christina to say hi and now she was in her bedroom being tempted to fuck her. This was the weirdest thing that had ever happened to her and Kelly knew she had to get out of there. She had to do it right now or else it would be too late.

"I gotta...gotta go..." Kelly said as she staggered for the door and walked out, hoping Christina wasn't going to follow her.

Kelly was stunned that Christina's words had had such an effect on her. She had never heard anyone talk to her like that before and, even in her flustered state, she had to admit that it made her skin tingle a little to think about what Christina had been describing. But she wasn't a lesbian. She didn't want to do this. At least she didn't think she did. Kelly was getting very confused and that's why she knew she had to leave right away.

Christina had been right about one thing. It had been a long time since she had gotten any sex. Kelly didn't even want to think about it, but the number loomed over her head, especially at night when she was alone in bed.

It had been eight months since she had gotten laid. With all the touring and promotion and working on the new album, there just hadn't been any time for boyfriends. And Kelly was not about to go out and get some random guy for a one night stand. She was too paranoid that the first thing he would do after they finished was run off to the tabloids.

So it had been a long time since Kelly had been with a man and with all that pent up desire, it was hard not to think about what Christina was offering. Even if it was with another woman. Any sex sounded good right about then. Christina sure seemed to enjoy it. So did Britney apparently. And all the other girls Christina had told her about. It sounded like they all loved girl sex.

Kelly knew she needed an orgasm. A big one sounded so good right then. She had a toy that she used on herself when she got really horny, but that could never compare to a flesh and blood lover. So the more Christina talked the better her offer sounded and the more Kelly was tempted to indulge in this new found curiosity inside her. And that was why Kelly was leaving. She couldn't do this. It was too weird.

Turning around to confirm that she wasn't being followed, Kelly tried to make her way through the mansion's unfamiliar row of bedrooms. She thought she remembered the way she and Christina had come up and Kelly tried to get back towards the door, but before she got too far, she started hearing sounds.

At first Kelly thought someone was sick. Then she realized it wasn't groans. It was moans. Sex moans. It hadn't been that long since her last tussle between the sheets that Kelly had forgotten what good sex sounded like. It was coming right from the room closest to her and the door was open.

With Christina's beckoning words still running through her head, Kelly ignored her own warnings about curiosity killing the cat and peeked inside.

What she saw stunned her even more than Christina's kiss and froze her where she stood. It was one thing to hear Christina's descriptions of lesbian sex. It was something else entirely to actually see it, especially considering who was involved.

Kelly wasn't so dumbstruck to not instantly recognize whom she was gawking at. There was Jessica Alba, the way every man on the planet had to have imagined her, naked and on her back, her skin glistening with sex sweat as she moaned in ecstasy. Her perfect breasts jiggled slightly as she rolled her head back from the pleasure she was feeling and Kelly couldn't take her eyes off her swollen nipples. They were just begging to be sucked and Kelly actually felt like she wanted to be the one capturing them between her lips.

But before she could even push that thought out of her mind, someone took care of Jessica for her. Kelly felt her knees get weak again as she watched Cameron Diaz massage Jessica's breasts and feed herself her dark nipples. Jessica obviously appreciated this gesture and began stroking Cameron's hair lovingly while the blonde nursed on her tits.

Cameron was just as naked as Jessica was and coated in the same sheen of exertion. They had obviously been doing this for awhile and Kelly couldn't help but look at their sweaty bodies and wonder how many times they had made each other come and feel envious that they were getting the relief she had gone so long without.

However, there was even more going on in the bedroom besides Jessica and Cameron. Kelly's eyes moved downward to the mop of blonde hair on the head of the woman eating Jessica out. Kelly didn't recognize her at first, but when Elisha pulled up to lick her juicy lips clean and moan to Jessica how good she tasted Kelly was stunned to see her involved in this too. Was there any beautiful girl out there who wasn't a lesbian?

As Kelly tried to control her breathing and not gasp from what she was witnessing, she saw that Elisha wasn't just licking Jessica. She was getting licked too. Another blonde girl was eating Elisha out from behind, tonguing her and massaging her ass cheeks as they both kneeled on the bed. Kelly didn't know this girl's name, but when she pulled up her face to breathe before diving back into Elisha she saw it was that girl from Dancing With The Stars...the one who was a wrestler. She had looked so beautiful when she had danced, but that was nothing compared to how she looked now...completely naked and glowing with arousal.

Kelly couldn't stop darting her eyes back and forth between Stacy tonguing Elisha and Elisha doing the same to Jessica as Cameron sucked her breasts. Kelly had never, ever seen people have sex for real in front of her. She'd watched a few porn movies in her life, but only a bit of them, and they had been so cheesy. This was so much better. Those were just movies. This was vivid real life lesbian action and it was taking Kelly's breath away.

Kelly had always thought naked women were beautiful. But now that she could see how hot they truly were Kelly found herself starting to picture leaving the hallway, dropping her clothes as she entered the room and joining the naked girl pile on the bed so Cameron could do to her just what Elisha was doing to Jessica and she could feel all the ecstasy Christina had told her came from making love to women.

The images she was seeing now combined with Christina's words to get Kelly's mind actually wondering if she could actually do this. Could she be attracted to girls? Could she actually have sex with one? Or more? All the girls on the bed looked so beautiful and they seemed to be making each other feel so good.

Kelly was starting to find it hard to come up with reasons to resist the pleasure they all were experiencing and that was before she felt a female arm encircle her waist and hot lips press against her neck from behind.

"You like what you see?" a voice whispered in her ear, letting Kelly know right away that it was Christina.

Kelly couldn't answer the singer. All she could do was moan softly from the contact against her body as it continued to heat up. No one on the bed had noticed Kelly was watching and her sound did nothing to alert them to that fact. They just continued to put on a live sex show for the audience they had no idea they had while Kelly experienced the sensation of having Christina rub up against her.

The singer didn't have to turn around to know that Christina was naked. Kelly could easily feel that as Christina's rock hard nipples poked against her back. Kelly could also feel heat against her ass through her jeans and a shudder passed through her body when she realized that it had to be coming from Christina's wet pussy touching her. But the shudder wasn't one of fear or revulsion. It was arousal and Kelly knew she couldn't pretend otherwise.

"Aren't they hot?" Christina's voice said in Kelly's ear. "I've fucked Jessica and Cameron and Elisha so many times and they're amazing. They know how to eat pussy so good. Mmmm but not as good as I do. I can lick you even better than Elisha's licking Jess. I can make you come so hard Kelly. I know you're dying to feel me lick you."

"I'm not..." Kelly claimed with a whisper even as she pictured just that happening. She saw herself back on Christina's bed, naked like Jessica was while Christina did the things Elisha and the dancing girl were doing to make her come, and she liked it. She wanted Christina to lick her. She wanted to know if it felt as good as it sounded and looked.

"Don't lie," Christina playfully chastised as she took her hands and began rubbing Kelly's ass through her jeans. "You've gotta be dripping by now. Mmmm and I'm gonna find out."

Kelly then found herself with a choice. She could yelp and swat Christina's hands away and alert the girls to her presence or she could stand there and let Christina touch her. But from the way Christina was making her body tingle, Kelly knew she didn't really have a choice. She couldn't stop this. Not when it was starting to feel really good.

So Kelly stood there frozen as Christina's hand snaked from her ass around to her front and opened her jeans. As soon as she could Christina slid her hand under the denim and happily gasped at what she found.

"No panties?" Christina wickedly whispered. "Naughty girl. Mmmmm you're going to fit right in around here."

Kelly just squirmed and moaned as softly as she could while Christina touched where Kelly had never dreamed another girl would be. She had never been much for underwear. She only wore bras when she felt like it and she rarely wore panties. It had often been so hot growing up in Texas that it had felt better to go commando and she hadn't lost that habit since coming to California.

What Christina was doing to her was like nothing Kelly had ever felt before. Having those fingers teasing and playing with her pussy lips was better than any masturbation could be because it was someone else doing it. It felt so kinky and wrong and Kelly couldn't get the will to make Christina stop.

She wasn't soaked yet, but she was definitely wet and Christina confidently knew she could quickly turn Kelly's pussy into a waterfall of arousal.

Christina hadn't gone right after Kelly when she had fled her room. She had wanted to give her a second or two head start before catching up and tempting her back. That made it more fun, like it was some kind of hunt. But Christina had been quite surprised to see Kelly had gotten ensnared by one of the shows that were so common around the mansion.

As soon as she had craned her head out of her doorway and seen Kelly frozen in her tracks, Christina had known just what to do. She ran back into her room and tore off her belly shirt and shorts as quickly as possible. When she emerged once more she was stark naked and emboldened to make her move on Kelly. She had known there was no way the girl was going to pass her up after catching an eyeful of lesbian fun and, as she rubbed Kelly and increased her wetness with each touch, Christina saw she had been absolutely right.

A sharp moan shot out of Kelly's mouth when Christina's fingers pushed past her pussy lips and explored inside. Kelly alertly clamped her own hand over her mouth to stifle it before the girls were alerted to her presence. She didn't want them to see her. What was happening was confusing enough without the extra pressure of four new pairs of eyes on her, even if those eyes were attached to four of the sexiest bodies Kelly had ever seen.

"Just let go Kelly," Christina whispered as she increased the pleasure even more by starting to finger fuck the singer. "Let me make you feel good. Let me make you come. Let go of all that fear and uncertainty and give yourself to me. Let me take you and make you a sexy little pussy loving slut like me."

"Ohhhhhhhh God," Kelly groaned wantonly, her hand still clamped over her mouth. It was like her whole body felt the pleasure flowing from her pussy. Christina's fingers were the first to make contact with her needy sex other than her own in so fucking long and Kelly melted into the experienced girl's sexy touch.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Christina grinned, causing Kelly to nod her head in agreement as she used all her strength not to cry out.

"Mmmm I can make it feel so much fucking better," Christina promised before immediately making good by pushing another finger inside Kelly's pussy, frigging her wet cunt and making the singer's legs buckle with the sudden ecstasy.

Kelly had made use of her own fingers so many times during her sex dry spell but nothing she had ever done to herself matched what Christina made her feel after just a few seconds. Kelly's hand gripped the doorway so tightly she feared she was going to accidentally break a piece of it off. Every inch of her body felt alive with pleasure and Kelly no longer found herself caring if it was a man or woman doing it to her. She just didn't want it to end.

"Want to join them?" Christina offered as they both looked on while the girls repositioned themselves so Cameron could ride Stacy's face while Jessica took her turn tonguing Elisha's drooling snatch. "Or do you want to go back to my room?"

They all looked so amazingly hot in there, but Kelly still felt her nerves. Jessica, Cameron, Elisha and Stacy all seemed so experienced and she had no idea what she was doing here. She didn't want to be judged. If she was going to do this, Kelly wanted a little bit of privacy, at least for now.

"Take me," Kelly whispered back as she backed up from the doorway. "Take me to your bedroom Christina. Please. Let's do it there."

That was just fine as far as Christina was concerned. She was feeling selfish and didn't want to share her newest conquest yet. She turned Kelly around and gave her a long kiss, confirming to her friend that she was naked.

This time Kelly didn't fight her off. She just let the singer kiss her and Christina took full advantage, making out passionately with Kelly in the middle of the hallway and helping herself to a long suck of her tongue.

When she did that, Christina was happy to discover that Kelly had herself a rather impressively sized tongue. A shiver of ecstasy rolled up Christina's spine as she pictured what that tongue could do to her pussy. Not wanting to wait much longer to find out, Christina broke the kiss and took Kelly's hand.

"C'mon," Christina smiled, keeping her hand locked on Kelly's as they walked back toward her bedroom, as if she was concerned the girl might bolt if she didn't hold onto her.

There wasn't any chance of that, though. Kelly was under Christina's spell now and there was no way she wasn't seeing this through. After all that she had to at least see if she liked being with another girl and Kelly now had a feeling she was going to like it very much.

She certainly was enjoying the view she got of Christina's bare ass while they walked. It looked so firm and Kelly felt the impulse to reach out and grab it, just to see what it felt like. She had never wanted to do something like that before, but right now her body impulsively demanded it.

Before she even knew what she was doing her hand was flying up and touching Christina. Kelly's actions were going right from her brain to reality with no stop off at the common sense checkpoint and she grabbed Christina's right butt cheek, slapping her palm to it and rubbing the smooth pink flesh.

"Ooooh frisky, I like that," Christina yelped happily at the contact to her ass. "Mmmmm baby you can touch me anywhere you like. I'm going to want you all over my dirty little slut body."

Right about then Kelly was becoming very willing to take Christina up on that offer, but before she had the chance they were at Christina's bedroom door. Christina tugged Kelly inside and she obediently followed, letting Christina guide her back over to the bed by her hand like a dog on a leash.

Christina sat herself down on the bed and pulled Kelly down with her. As soon as they were settled, Christina turned and gave her friend another long kiss. Christina wanted Kelly to be as wet as possible when she finally got her tongue inside her and she guessed that the singer was someone who enjoyed a lot of kissing. On this she was quite correct and each kiss found Kelly responding more and more.

Kelly was really getting into the soft feel of another woman's lips on her and she could see that Christina at least knew a lot about kissing girls. She couldn't believe she was actually making out with another woman but it felt so good that Kelly couldn't bring herself to think about stopping or even slowing down to consider what she was doing.

Instead she began kissing Christina back, delighting in the wet warmth of her mouth opening for her, the taste of her lipstick and the feel of their tongues rubbing together.

"That's it," Christina moaned. "I knew you wanted this Kelly. Once you see how good this really is you'll understand everything that happened between me and Britney."

By this point Kelly felt like asking "Britney who?" Her thoughts were entirely focused on Christina, especially with the next words that came out of the pierced blonde's mouth.

"Now lets get you out of those clothes," Christina declared.

Just the thought of being naked with Christina made Kelly's pussy flutter with nervous excitement. That feeling was ratcheted up when Christina began pulling up Kelly's t-shirt. Instinctively Kelly's arms shot up to allow Christina to get it all the way over her head. Getting the shirt off mussed up Kelly's hair and when she pushed it out of her eyes she found Christina staring lustfully at her chest.

"Ohhhh those tits of yours look so good," Christina said, licking her lips and hungrily eyeing the way they rose and fell in Kelly's lacy yellow bra with every breath the uncertain singer nervously took.

"Ummmm...thanks..." Kelly replied, not quite sure how to best respond to that even as she took her first real look at Christina's chest.

It looked pretty damn good to her too. Christina's bare breasts were capped off with swollen pink nipples and the piercing in her right breast sparkled brightly. Kelly felt the same impulse she had when she saw Jessica's nipples. She wanted to suck them hard and feel them swell up even more between her lips.

But before she had a chance to follow her impulse with action, Kelly threw her head back and involuntarily moaned with rapture from the touch of Christina's hands on her breasts. Christina massaged her chest through her bra and made her nipples strain against the cups.

"Take it off," Christina urged. "Show me your tits Kelly."

Non compliance was not an option for Kelly and as soon as the words jumped off Christina's lips she found herself reaching around back to undo her bra's clasp. Kelly's heart was pounding in her chest as she stripped. This was absolutely crazy. She was getting naked with another girl. She didn't do things like this. But there she was, undoing her bra and pulling it away to expose her breasts.

Kelly wasn't entirely comfortable with this yet and as soon as her bra was off she reflexively crossed her arms over her tits, covering them from Christina's view, which wouldn't do at all.

"You've gotta relax baby," Christina instructed. "Let me show you how."

Pushing Kelly's arms away, Christina quickly got access to her new lover's chest and immediately set to work.

"Ohhhh Kelly, your tits are amazing," Christina praised. "Mmmmm so soft and yummy. I love hot tits Kelly and I just wanna eat yours up."

Christina leaned down into Kelly's chest and began kissing all over her breasts. Kelly gasped with each kiss to her flesh and as Christina began massaging her hands over her tits, playing with the fleshy mounds while running her tongue over her nipples those gasps turned into long, blissful moans.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhh," Kelly sighed. Christina's mouth felt so good that Kelly reached down to cup her own tits to feed more of them to Christina's hungry mouth. "Gawwwwwd Christina! Mmmmm suck them! Suck my nipples. Make them all hard and hot like yours and Jessica's."

The only response from Christina was more kissing and licking and happy slurping sounds as her mouth worked Kelly over. Christina was already crazy for Kelly's body and they had just gotten started.

Christina loved how soft her body was. Kelly was totally natural and had such an air of freshness that Christina was kicking herself for waiting this long to get at her. There was nothing dolled up or Hollywoodized about her body and Christina was soaking wet for all her natural curves.

"Ooooooh oooooooooh oooooooooooh ahhhhhhh Christina, ohhhhh my God you're...you're making it feel so good," Kelly cried out. "Mmmmm no one ever pays this much attention to my boobs. You were right! I do love it! Oooooooooooh yesssssssss I love it so much!"

Kelly was definitely relaxing now. Christina's mouth on her tits was one of the best things she had ever felt. When men touched her they would usually just grab and grope and try to get at her pussy as quickly as possible. But Christina's attention to her breasts was driving Kelly wild more than any of her male lovers ever had. The sexy blonde knew just what Kelly wanted without her even having to say it.

"Any boy who would ignore these is an idiot," Christina said, drooling into Kelly's cleavage and then licking it up as she spoke. "Mmmmm tits like these demand to be loved. Oooooh I can't wait to feel these things rubbing against my pussy."

That was an idea that never would have occurred to Kelly but it seemed so nasty and fun that she couldn't help but smile over it.

"Hmmmm someone likes that idea," Christina giggled.

"Maybe," Kelly coyly replied. "It all...all seems so crazy and fun. I...I...just...just don't know what to think. I've never felt this way before about sex."

"And we're just getting started," Christina pointed out. "Now show me you can give back and not just take. Suck on my tits now Kelly. I want my tits wet with your spit."

Kelly gave another nervous smile, but she didn't resist. She didn't want Christina to think she was ungrateful. She wanted to give pleasure too. Taking a deep breath, Kelly moved in for Christina's jutting breasts and gave each of them a kiss, testing this new side of her to see just how into girls she really was.

"More," Christina groaned, rubbing her tits from underneath as Kelly tasted them. "Don't be gentle with me Kelly. I'm not some delicate flower. I'm a fucking nasty slut and I need you to really give it to my tits."

Christina was forcing her to move to the advanced level quickly, but Kelly didn't mind the acceleration. She loved the feel of another woman's tits against her lips. She quickly realized that Christina's breasts were fake, but she didn't mind. They felt so good against her lips when she kissed them and under her tongue when she licked them. And when she got her hands on them and began to curiously play with them, Kelly got just the reaction she had been hoping for.

"Ahhhhhhh that's it," Christina said. "Squeeze them Kelly! Squeeze my slutty tits! Get your hands all over them."

Kelly took the instruction to heart, gripping Christina's tits and getting another long, happy groan from her. Playing with Christina's enhanced mounds like this pushed them out even more and Kelly couldn't resist attacking her nipples.

She latched her lips to the left one, tasting it in its unpierced glory and then comparing it to the right one and the ring that distinguished it. Kelly loved the feel of both of them, both the flesh and the metal, and eagerly alternated sucking on Christina's nipples.

Doing this was even better than Kelly had imagined it. Christina's nipples pulsed and swelled between her lips when she teased them with her tongue, just as Christina had done to her. Kelly was becoming more confident with every passing second and she leaned Christina over until she was flat on her back, making her tits shake and giving Kelly a chance to lean over and suck harder on her nips.

"Mmmmmmmm such a fast learner," Christina sighed, stroking Kelly's bare back as she urged her on. "Gimmie more baby! Fucking bite those nipples!"

Kelly paused briefly at the sound of that. She didn't want to accidentally hurt Christina, but she did as she was told, making sure her bites of her lover's tender nipples were of the loving variety and not too hard. It wasn't easy to find this balance as Christina sometimes flinched in pain and moaned in pleasure all at once, but Christina seemed to like it overall, so Kelly kept doing it, biting down on the swollen pink tips until they were red.

"Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Christina groaned as she began writhing on her back. Kelly was such an eager student of girl love that Christina figured she deserved a reward and since it was one they'd both enjoy, Christina was eager to do it.

While Kelly kept at her nipples, Christina reached down for her friend's undone jeans. The button was still popped open and the zipper undone, but that was as far as Christina had gotten. Naturally she wanted to rectify this and she did so by pushing them down past Kelly's hips.

"Ooooooooh make me naked, Christina" Kelly sighed with a needy drawl, releasing Christina's left nipple from her mouth. "Ughhhhhh I totally want this now. I want you to fuck me. Fuck me Christina and make me a hot slut just like you. You promised and now you have to do it."

That was a task Christina was more than ready for and she showed her eagerness by pushing Kelly off her and rolling the lesbian newcomer onto her back. Christina went on the attack and made Kelly's jeans her first target.

As Kelly giggled with glee, Christina began kissing down her stomach while pushing the jeans further down. Kelly's wet pussy was already exposed but that wasn't nearly enough for Christina. It wouldn't be enough until Kelly was screaming out in orgasm from the pleasure only another woman's tongue could provide.

Kelly moaned and began playing with her own tits as she felt how wet her pussy had truly become. She couldn't remember the last time she had ever been this wet. When she had gotten dressed that morning she had never considered that someone else would see her naked and just the sensation of having her pussy exposed on Christina's bed almost made her come. It had been too long between fucks and it all felt so kinky and so good to be doing this with another girl.

Everything Christina was doing was driving her crazy with lust. Maybe she'd always been into girls deep down and hadn't realized it until now. But whatever the reason was, Kelly wasn't about to think her way out of this fun.

Getting Kelly's jeans off required a brief pause to relieve the Texas native of her cowboy boots. Christina thought for a second of leaving them on and making Kelly fuck her naked except for the boots, but she decided her lover would be more comfortable with them off. They could play dress up games later.

When Kelly's boots hit the floor, there were no more obstacles in place and Christina got Kelly's jeans the rest of the way off and positioned herself between Kelly's legs and took a deep intake of breath. Mmmm Kelly smelled so good and she couldn't wait to see how she tasted.

Christina was so eager that she just pushed open Kelly's legs and leaned down for a lick up her slit, running her wet tongue over the soaked lips and making the singer buck on the bed.

"Ohhhhhhhh holy shit!" Kelly cried in ecstasy at the first lick of her cunt in far too long. "Ohhhhhhhhh my God!!!"

Guys who gave great head were at a premium and even when they were good at it Kelly had usually had to cajole them and promise them everything from a home cooked dinner to the chance to tit fuck her to get them to go down on her. After just one lick it became obvious Christina would require no such promises to get her to eat her out to orgasm.

"Oooooooooooh wow," Kelly sighed. "Ohhhh fuck yeah! Mmmm lick me Christina! God, you've got a great tongue!"

"Wait'll I really get going," Christina said with a wink from between Kelly's legs. "You'll be coming in no time once I get my tongue inside you."

"Please do it!" Kelly pleaded with a passion she hadn't felt in so long. "Get your tongue inside my pussy Christina! Do me with your hot tongue you nasty slut bitch! You fucking seduced me so don't make me wait!"

Though Kelly's good girl image was no façade, she had never been shy about using a few well-placed dirty words in the heat of passion to spice up sex. She had to be into it, though, and she was certainly into what was happening here. Her whole body was keyed up to feel Christina go down on her and after all the buildup she didn't want to wait much more.

Fortunately she didn't have to. Christina wickedly smiled and used her fingers to splay open her new lover's slit, unveiling the soaked pinkness that lay beyond. Christina's tears were long forgotten now and she was all about lust again. Christina rubbed Kelly's pussy lips in a tantalizing motion that wasn't too slow, but still left the American Idol writhing impatiently on the bed.

Christina couldn't help but smile smugly as she eyed Kelly's aroused pussy, framed so sexily by a soft patch of brown hair. Kelly had been so reluctant before but Christina had never wavered in her confidence that she'd have her and now she did indeed have her. Kelly was naked and dripping for her, grinding her ass into her bed and begging for a female tongue. Christina again felt like there was no one she couldn't seduce.

"Mmmm you're so fucking tight. I love it," Christina squealed as her fingers played. "I can't wait to make you all loose and slutty. Tell me Kelly. How long has it been since you got laid?"

"Not too long," Kelly claimed, eager for Christina to get to the actual licking.

"Liar," Christina shot back. "Tell the truth or no licking."

It was an empty threat as far as Christina was concerned, but Kelly didn't know that and she quickly fessed up about the true length of her dry spell. When Christina heard it, her jaw nearly dropped down in shock.

"Jesus Christ! That's impossible," Christina marveled. "I can't go eight hours without getting fucked. Shit, I can't go eight minutes sometimes. Oh baby, you should have told me right away. I wouldn't have teased you a bit. I would have gone right for your pussy and licked all that pent up cream right out of you. I had no idea you had been waiting that long. That's like fucking torture! Don't worry Kelly. Xtina will give you what you need."

Kelly shifted uncomfortably on the bed. Christina was making it seem like eight years not months, but that ill at ease feeling disappeared the second Christina took her first real lick, sliding her tongue inside Kelly's pussy and tasting her juicy folds.

"OOOOOOOOOH!!!" Kelly excitedly cried while Christina continued licking away. "OHHHHHHHH GOD!!! LICK ME CHRISTINA!!! I LOVE IT!!! I LOVE YOUR TONGUE!!!"

For Kelly, her feeling for Christina's tongue was indeed love at first sight. One lick was all it had taken for Kelly to see Christina was the most enthusiastic pussy licker she had ever been with. She went right for her and lapped with gusto, leaving Kelly panting on the bed and ready to come almost immediately. No one's tongue had ever gotten her that hot, that fast and Kelly cries of pleasure spilled past her lips at the same wicked speed that Christina's tongue worked her over.

"OHHHHH GOD!!! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GODDDDDDDDD!!!" Kelly kept crying out, but there was no higher power at work here, just a horny devil who knew exactly what she was doing.

Christina's experience never served her better than when she seduced newbies. If you brought them pleasure they never had experienced before then they'd be your little slaves in bed. Rose had taught her that and Christina had paid rapt attention to her mentor and practiced as often as she could. Once again Rose's lessons had paid off and Christina had Kelly right where she wanted her.

Kelly couldn't believe how good it all felt. If anything, Christina had been selling herself short before with her nasty promises. Christina's tongue was one of the best things Kelly had ever felt. She didn't know if it was because she had waited so long, because she was breaking a taboo or if Christina was simply the best lover she'd ever had, but Kelly only cared that every lick sent ecstasy through her naked body.

Looking down at Christina's face between her legs and feeling her skilled tongue licking all her hot spots made Kelly's head swim with intense sensations. She felt like she had to close her eyes to take it all in. But she forced them to remain open. After all the hesitancy she had shown before, Kelly felt herself getting off on seeing another woman eating her out. Christina looked so beautiful with her pretty face buried in her pussy and it just made the feel of her tongue working her over even hotter.

It didn't escape Christina's attention that Kelly was staring down on her. She peered her eyes up from Kelly's cunt and locked them with her in a deep, sexy gaze. Kelly's face was awash in pleasure and that tickled Christina's ego as well as her pussy. She had turned this innocent America's sweetheart into a horny slut and she loved it.

"Play with your tits for me," Christina commanded, pulling her mouth off Kelly's pussy for a breath of much needed air. "You do like what I'm doing, don't you baby?"

"Uh huhhhhhhhhh!" Kelly groaned, not wanting Christina to stop. "I love it! I fucking love it!"

"Good girl," Christina purred, her lips and chin shiny with Kelly's juicy desire. "Play with those soft, beautiful tits of yours for me Kelly. Mmmmm get them in your hands and squeeze them. Put on a show for me while I'm eating this yummy pussy of yours out."

By then Kelly would have done anything Christina wanted and before the words were even out of her mouth, Kelly had her hands on her own breasts. She was so hot right now that any touch to her flesh was making her crazy, even her own. Kelly had never been complimented like this before and the thought that someone like Christina thought she tasted good after all the girls she'd been with was more sexy fuel to the fire that had her in its grasp.

Kelly moaned loudly as she caressed her own tits, massaging the soft mounds and making them jiggle oh so sexily, just how Christina wanted. She didn't play with them as hard as she had just done to Christina. Kelly touched herself more gently, just like she always did when she masturbated and Christina obviously liked what she saw because she pushed her fingers back inside and began fucking Kelly. The singer wanted Christina to lick her, but she couldn't deny the pleasure she felt from the girl's small, sexy fingers.

"Ughhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Kelly groaned, squeezing her tits as pleasure rolled through her, making her arch her back. "Fuck me Christina! Ughhhhh mmmmmm oooooooooooh it's all soooooooooooo gooooooooood!!!"

"Mmmmm this is such a pretty pussy," Christina cooed while her fingers played, spreading open her lover's vice like tightness. "Ooooooooh so pink and sweet! Mmmm I can't believe no one's fucking you Kelly. That's gonna change now though. I'm gonna make you come and then I'm gonna let you play with all my sexy friends. By the time we're done with you we're gonna make this hot little pussy all loose and slutty and it's gonna feel so fucking good!"

Kelly absolutely believed Christina's words and she enthusiastically cried out from them. This was what she wanted now. It was all she wanted.

"Yessssssssssssssss!!!" Kelly cried. "All of you can fuck me! You can lick and eat my tight pussy and make it all loose and dirty just like you Christina! I want you to fuck me Christina! Fuck my tight little pussy and make me come and then let your friends fuck me! I want Jessica to fuck me! And Cameron! Oooooooooh yeahhhhhhh all of your friends can fuck me! I want it all so bad! I hate not getting laid! It's so fucking lonely! I want to be nasty and fuck girls like you do Christina! I want to have all that hot slutty fun that you do! Ahhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh finger my pussy Christina! Finger it and make it hot and loose!!!"

If Kelly had somehow left her body and watched what was happening she knew she never would have recognized the girl that was lying naked on the bed and taking on Christina's fingers and tongue.

This wasn't like her at all and now that her body was pulsing with lesbian desire that was what made it so much fun. Kelly didn't want to be the girl who had walked into the mansion pent up with sexual desire and too afraid to do anything about it. She wanted to be wild and free and let her desires control her so she'd get the great sex she craved and deserved.

Christina kept smiling as she pumped her fingers into Kelly. She nakedly kneeled before the American Idol's outstretched and bent legs, pushing her fingers into Kelly and making her buck on the bed with pleasure. She was getting close and Christina wasn't surprised it was going to be such a quick orgasm after Kelly's bout with chastity. But she wasn't about to let the girl off with just a finger fuck. Not when Christina was desperate to feel Kelly soak her tongue in cream.

However before she got to that she wanted to have some fun with Kelly. Christina knew she could take her time. There was no way Kelly was leaving any time soon and Christina wanted to make sure the girl knew who was in control here.

"Wanna come for me Kelly?" Christina asked, slowing her fingering as she posed her obvious question.

"Yessssssssssssssssssssssss!" Kelly immediately replied with a passionate thrust of her hips. "I want it! I need it! Please Christina!"

"Poor baby, waiting those eight months to come," Christina played. "Such a long wait for such a pretty girl. You should have gotten your ass here sooner. I would have been licking your pussy every night. Would you like that Kelly? Would you like to stay here and have me make your pussy my bedtime snack every night?"

"Goddddddddd yesssssssss!" Kelly agreed with growing impatience, her body sweating on Christina's sheets as her blood seemed to boil inside her with orgasmic need. She had been waiting more than half a year to get to this state and Christina was playing 20 questions. Why was she teasing her like this? Why was she making her wait? Though, as she thought about it, the idea of feeling Christina's tongue every night was definitely a good one.

Christina reveled in the effect she was having on Kelly. Making her pant and moan was wickedly fun to the pierced singer but she wanted more. There wasn't nearly enough begging to please Christina.

"Oooooooh such a hard clitty," Christina teased, her fingers rubbing against it and making Kelly jump on the bed in the process. "Oh God, I can feel like it's about to explode. Mmmmm feels so good against my fingers. So plump and swollen. Would you like my tongue on it Kelly? Would you like me to lick your clit? Would you like me to slap this throbbing clitty with my tongue till you come all over my slutty face and soak me with eight months of your cream? Mmmmmmmm I know you want it bad. I can feel it. Mmmmmmm I can taste it."

Kelly had responded to each of Christina's questions with screams of "yes" with an occasional reference to God thrown in for good measure. Her brain couldn't form any thoughts except pushing the animal instinct to come. Kelly felt like some kind of horny beast waiting for Christina to have mercy on her while she grunted, jiggled and sweated on her bed.

"Beg for it Kelly," Christina demanded, pouncing on the horny girl so she could kiss her and rub their tits together while she continued fingering her. "I wanna hear your perfect voice begging me to come. I wanna hear you say that you need me to tongue your clit and suck your sweet cum right out of you."

Kelly cried out again in frustrated need. Her orgasm was so close, but she couldn't make Christina give it to her. Christina's tongue had worked her up so much and her fingers were keeping her in heat. Her long wait in between fucks had already left her with a short fuse to orgasm and she just couldn't wait one more second. So, with a horny roar, Kelly gave Christina what she wanted.

"OOOOOOOOOOH CHRISTINA FUCK MEEEEEE!!!" Kelly screamed. "TONGUE MY CLIT! OOOOOOOH SUCK ALL MY JUICES RIGHT OUT OF MEEEE!!! YOU'RE SO FUCKING GOOD CHRISTINA! SO FUCKING GOOD AT EATING PUSSY!!! MAKE ME COMMMMMME!!! PLEEEEEEASE!!!"

Kelly was finally silenced by a wet, heated kiss from Christina, who clamped her lips down on her lover's and sucked the screams right out of her, mashing their tits together while her fingering picked up speed again. Christina rubbed Kelly's little balloon of a clit with two of her fingers, pinching it and giving her hand a fresh glaze of juice.

Kelly's breathing was hard and labored and Christina could feel her heart beating in her chest while they ground their bodies together, continuing their passionate kiss. And just when Christina felt Kelly was about to pop, she pulled her face away and darted down her body until she got at her overheating pussy. Pulling her sticky fingers out of Kelly's honeypot, Christina paused only to give them a hungry lick before burrowing her tongue into her lover once more.

"GAHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Kelly's voice soared when Christina pressed her face right up to her splayed open pussy and began tonguing her clit.

The pleasure that hit Kelly when Christina began flicking her tongue against her clitoris was like lightning striking her on the bed. Sensations of ecstasy shot through her from Christina's quick and aggressive, but never sloppy tongue slaps against her clit. Kelly's much needed orgasm broke free like a flood escaping a dam and, just as she had asked for, Christina got her face soaked by it.

Kelly screamed out in pure bliss and clawed at the sheets as she came, her tits bouncing wildly on her wildly shaking body. Her legs remained bent and spread wide, giving Christina plenty of room to feast on her gushing pussy. Christina had given her clit a few more happy licks before going after Kelly's cream, gulping it down hungrily like she was the one who had gone months without sex.

The sensations of her orgasm left Kelly gasping and her eyes tearing up from pleasure. Nothing registered on her brain except the intensity of the ecstasy Christina had given her. Finally feeling orgasm from another's touch was sweet relief to Kelly, but she couldn't help but regret she hadn't been able to last longer and feel more of Christina's tongue while savoring every sensation.

Feeling Christina feeding off her orgasm with long licks and greedy sucks against her creaming pussy gave Kelly even more sexual bliss. She rolled her head back and forth on the bed, crying out over and over again until she eventually blacked out. Or at least she thought she did. Kelly didn't quite know what happened except that one second she had been getting licked and the next Christina was on top of her, kissing her and pushing her own juices into her mouth.

Before Kelly might have resisted being fed her own cum, but that was the Kelly who hadn't gotten laid since winter. The now satisfied Kelly just accepted what Christina did, kissing her first female lover back with a growing enthusiasm. Her orgasm hadn't diminished Kelly's desire to explore female flesh and she found herself kissing Christina with even more energy than she had before her orgasm.

The kiss lingered and Kelly sucked Christina's tongue free of the cream that had soaked it. Kelly giggled to herself when she realized Christina was right. Her juices were yummy. Their tits rubbed together so sexily with Kelly's swollen nipples grinding against her pierced counterpart's but Christina wasn't looking to just kiss.

Taking advantage of Kelly being flat on her back, Christina broke the kiss and scooted upward until her pussy was hovering right above Kelly's mouth.

"My turn now," Christina announced, not giving Kelly any type of choice. "Lick me Kelly."

Before there was any chance to talk back, Christina pressed her pussy down against Kelly's lips. Kelly's eyes got wide again and she found herself flustered. What was she supposed to do? She had never done this before. How was she supposed to get Christina off? Kelly supposed she should have known Christina was going to want head too, but the sudden action was still a surprise.

The aroused scent of Christina's pussy filled Kelly's nostrils and she couldn't help but taste the tiny blonde's juices when she opened her mouth to breath. Her lips were smothered with Christina's pussy and Kelly saw there was no way she was getting out of this. Not that she wanted to get out of it. She wanted this. She just didn't know how to do it.

Finally, for lack of a better idea, Kelly just started licking, supposing that if she was doing it wrong Christina would correct her.

That was just what Christina had been planning to do and she didn't hesitate to guide Kelly. She didn't expect Kelly to be some kind of pussy licking savant. She knew the newbie was going to need some help.

"Oooooooooh that's it," Christina moaned as Kelly's tongue began to shyly lick her slit. "Lick it Kelly! Lick my slutty little cunt! Get your tongue on me and see how fucking good I taste! Mmmmm I'm gonna get you so hooked on the taste of pussy that you're not gonna be able to sleep at night without girl cum soaking your tongue!"

Kelly shivered in arousal at that image. She did like the way Christina tasted. She liked it a lot. She didn't often taste herself after masturbating, but Christina pushing her own juices into her mouth had awakened Kelly's taste buds and Christina's juices tasted even better.

Her first licks were a bit soft and tentative. Having Christina's wet pussy jammed against her face was a bit intimidating, but Kelly summoned her courage and starting becoming bolder with her tongue. Christina helpfully reached down to spread her lips open and Kelly's tongue slipped inside almost by accident. She had been meaning to dart out and get some of the cream that clung to Christina's slit, but instead she got the richer taste of her lover's soft, feminine folds.

"Mmmmmmmm," Kelly hungrily moaned as the full taste of another woman tickled her tongue's fancy and compelled her to take longer and faster licks.

Kelly definitely liked this. It was still weird to think she was going down on another woman, but Kelly wasn't thrown by Christina's taste or wetness or anything. She wasn't even spooked by the little hoop piercing in Christina's labia or the stud that capped off her clit. She wanted to do this. She wanted to pay Christina back for making her feel so good.

"Oooooooh that's it Kelly," Christina praised as she reached down to squeeze her own tits, gripping the enhanced mounds passionately. Kelly's long tongue felt just as good as she'd hoped. "Get your tongue in me. You can do it baby. Lick my pussy! Lick it just like I was licking yours! Ohhhhhh you're doing fine Kelly. Don't stop. Taste my pussy. Get that juice on your tongue and just lick it all up like a good girl."

Kelly certainly appreciated Christina's guidance. She hadn't really been paying much attention to the specifics of what Christina had just done to her. She had been too busy coming. But now that their positions were reversed Kelly found herself wishing she had some kind of technique. She wanted to make Christina feel good and since she had no experience it made sense to do whatever she was told.

Moaning into Christina's pussy, Kelly found herself getting wet again from eating the sexy singer out. Just as Christina instructed, Kelly licked at her pussy, trying to get at as much of her juice as possible. Tasting Christina's hot flavor had Kelly thinking this wasn't just a one time loss of control for her. She could really get into being with girls if they were all as hot as Christina.

While she lay back and licked, going harder the more Christina moaned for it, Kelly thought about all the girls Christina said she had fucked. She had no reason to doubt the truth of her boasts, especially after witnessing the scene in the other room. Kelly wondered how they tasted and if maybe they'd want to fuck her too.

Kelly especially thought about Britney. Kelly wondered what it had been like when the two superstars had been together. Had they fucked all nasty and slutty or had they made love tender and gently? Or had they done both? Had they done it in this bed? Was she licking Christina just like Britney had? Had Christina made Britney come as hard as she had just done to her? Kelly considered all these thoughts and got even more turned on in the process.

Unable to help herself as she pictured Christina and Britney naked in the bed doing the naughty things Christina had so vividly described, Kelly reached down and began rubbing herself. She moaned when she felt how wet her pussy was. Even after her orgasm she wanted more and Kelly touched herself eagerly. She wanted to make herself wetter and pictured herself fingering her own pussy and creaming as she made Christina come too.

It was a good plan, but Christina had other ideas.

"Oooooh still horny huh?" Christina giggled when she turned her head to see what Kelly was up too. "Mmmm I've got something even better than your fingers, honey."

Christina then spun around so she could bend over and get her mouth back on Kelly's pussy. She didn't pull away from Kelly for long, though, and as soon as she was set, Christina planted her pussy back on her friend's face, leaving them in a 69 with Christina on top.

"Don't stop licking," Christina instructed. "Make me feel good and I'll make you feel good too Kelly."

Christina was as good as her word and when the singer's tongue resumed licking, Christina took herself another taste from Kelly Clarkson's newly bisexual pussy. Christina loved seeing how juicy her friend had gotten again in just the short time she had been away. There was no way Kelly wasn't going to be coming back for more now.

Kelly moaned in the ecstasy she now knew could only come from another woman's tongue once more when Christina resumed her skillful licking. But Kelly made sure she didn't get distracted. Christina was being so good to her and Kelly became more committed than ever to getting her off.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhh mmmmmmm good girl," Christina mewed. "That's it baby! Ooooooh that long fucking tongue feels so goddamn good in my pussy! Yesssss right there! Lick right there! That's my spot! Lick it fast Kelly! Lick it hard! Oooooooooh just lick it! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Shivers of pleasure coursed up Christina's spine to her pleasure starved brain. Kelly was a fast learner and followed every instruction to the letter. She was raw with her technique but Christina was already envisioning taking full advantage of that great tongue by training her and turning her into a mean pussy licker, just like Rose had done to her and she had done to Britney.

Remembering how eager a student Britney had been gave Christina sudden pause, but only for a moment. She quickly shrugged off any wistfulness from her memories by grinding her pussy against Kelly's very willing face and picturing grabbing her camera phone and snapping a shot to send to Britney. Christina wanted to see Britney's face when she got a snapshot of her and Kelly 69ing and finally got the hint that she didn't need her and didn't want her anymore. That would show the dumb bitch.

But Christina didn't do anything but lie atop Kelly and fuck her face while licking at the new girl's drooling cunt. Kelly was already so wet for her again and Christina wanted to do so many things to her new lover. In fact, remembering her past with Britney gave Christina a wicked idea of something to do to Kelly. But first she wanted to come.

Christina felt herself getting close. She had some pent up horniness herself. It hadn't been months between orgasms for her, but she hadn't been licked and come since last night and to Christina that felt like months.

Her interrupted fun with Gwen and Fergie had left her wanting and knowing who it was who was licking her was an additional rush made her want to come even more. Even though Kelly was new at this, Christina knew she could get the job done with only a little more help.

"Use your hands too," Christina said. "Get your fingers inside my pussy Kelly. Mmmmmmmm and get your other hand on my ass. Oooooooh you're gonna make me come baby. You're gonna make me come like the naughty little slut you are now. Yeahhhhh no more good girl sweetheart Kelly. Now you're a dirty pussy licking whore like me and all my nasty friends!"

That was just what Kelly wanted to hear and Christina knew it. Kelly obeyed immediately. Her hands had just been resting on her sides anyway so it was easy to get them to work. Christina pulled her own fingers out of her pussy and Kelly didn't have to be told to replace them with hers. Kelly began working her fingers inside Christina, using them as a team with her tongue as her other hand got a feel of her lover's bare ass.

"Yessssssssss mmmmmmm that's what I want Kelly," Christina moaned before jamming her tongue back inside Kelly's pussy. "Get your fingers inside me! Finger fuck me while you lick my wet cunt with that hot fucking tongue! Slam me hard with your fingers! Rub my clitty with those fingers! Ooooooooooh yessssssssss mmmmmmmm that's it! Rub my pierced clit! Mmm yeahhhhh touch that little jewel! Yeahhhhhhh keep licking as you rub it! Ahhhh feels so good! You're gonna make me come Kelly! You're gonna get a faceful of girl cream just like you gave me!"

Kelly's eyes went wide again at that promise. God, Christina was really going to come and she was going to taste it and everything. But the panic faded after a brief moment and Kelly's smile was apparent even with her face covered by Christina's pussy. She started rubbing Christina's pierced clitoris with new passion and her tongue worked faster, licking everywhere that made her lover moan.

That got more happy sex cries from Christina. Her orgasm was getting so close that she was having trouble keeping up her own end of the 69, but Kelly didn't seem to mind and Christina was able to substitute her hand for her mouth when the pleasure got too much for her to concentrate. Christina grunted and moaned in horny need and furiously rubbed her palm all over Kelly's wet, pink pussy lips just like she would have if she were masturbating herself.

"Ahhhhhh yessssssss mmmmmmm lick meeeee you slutty little princess," Christina babbled in pleasure. "Sweet little Kelly Clarkson never gets in trouble! No one ever says anything bad about Kelly! Mmmmmmmmm now you got your pretty princess face crammed in my cunt Kelly! How's it feel? How's it fucking feel to be licking my dirty slut pussy like a fucking whore? AHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOOH FUCK YEAHHHHH LICK THERE KELLY!!! YEAHHHHH THERE!!! RIGHT FUCKING THERE!!! SHOW ME HOW MUCH YOU FUCKING LOVE IT KELLY!!! SHOW ME HOW MUCH YOU WANNA BE A DIRTY SLUT LIKE ME!!!"

That was all Christina could get out before she could only force wordless cries past her lips. The closer she got the harder she fucked Kelly's face until she was almost bouncing up and down on the bed. Christina rose up, breaking the 69 so she could really face fuck Kelly and this was met with extra hard tonguing that had Christina screaming out her orgasm's immanent arrival.

Kelly's confidence was really growing. She felt like if she could get someone as experienced as Christina to come then there really wasn't anything she couldn't do. She loved what Christina had been telling her. She had chafed against her wholesome image from the moment she had first tried out for American Idol and lying here naked and having a wet pussy in her face Kelly finally truly felt liberated from everyone's perception of how she was supposed to act.

All Kelly wanted was to get Christina off. She didn't even care if Christina was touching her too or not. She used her tongue and fingers together, rubbing and licking and getting more and more of Christina's juices on her tongue and down her throat. Kelly had never even swallowed any of the guys she had given head too, but it just felt so right here and she couldn't wait to gulp down Christina's cream.

Kelly still had her hand on Christina's ass, rubbing the smooth cheeks and suddenly she was struck with another impulse. But while before she had just wanted to touch Christina's butt, this time she felt the urge to slap it and she did so without hesitation.

With a hard clap she spanked Christina's bare ass, taking the pierced singer by surprise with her boldness. Kelly had assumed the singer would love it and she was right as Christina cried out in obvious ecstasy and ground herself against Kelly's mouth even more.

This gave Kelly all the excuse she needed to spank Christina again and she began a series of hard, but not too hard, smacks on her ass. Kelly just wished her mouth was free to talk dirty so she could tell Christina what a dirty fucking slut she was and how she needed to be spanked and punished for seducing her and turning a good girl into a nasty whore.

But Kelly knew her mouth had more important things to do then talk. She sucked and licked Christina's pussy, going entirely on instinct and doing whatever made Christina moan and cry out. Christina clearly liked being spanked and she bent lower to push her ass out while still fucking Kelly's face with passionate hip thrusts.

Christina could only spit out ecstatic cries that got higher with every slap Kelly took on her ass. Christina panted and felt her whole body tense up with orgasmic anticipation. She rode Kelly's face like it was a cock inside her and Kelly's tongue felt so long and good inside her that it might as well have been. Christina finally pulled her hands off her tits and planted them down on the bed on each side of Kelly so she could thrust herself down onto her even better.

When Kelly sensed that Christina's ass had been slapped enough, she began gently massaging the tender cheeks. But even though she lessened her touch there, Kelly kept her tongue and fingers working over Christina hard. The more she did this the more she liked it and it showed in the effect she was having on Christina. Kelly licked and fingered the bouncing, moaning singer until finally Christina shot up straight and screamed out her orgasm.

"AHHHHHHHH!!!" Christina's distinctive voice exalted. "YESSSSSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!"

Kelly had not been prepared properly for the rush of cum against her tongue and face. She reflexively pulled away at first when Christina's spasming pussy coated her with sexual essence, but Kelly quickly relaxed and went with it. Christina's cum was even better tasting than her pre-orgasmic juices and Kelly swallowed it eagerly, squealing with her own pleasure when she felt it drip down her chin and onto her neck.

"Wow..." Kelly finally moaned when Christina pulled her pussy off her face and slumped down beside her on the bed.

"Mmmmm I know," Christina smiled before leaning over to kiss Kelly with a lingering lip lock that allowed her to sample the flavor she had just creamed out onto her new lover. "Goddamn Kelly, you got yourself a hot tongue there. I came even harder than I thought I was going to. That's like a fucking sex toy you got there."

Kelly blushed but returned her friend's smile.

"I never really noticed," Kelly shyly replied. "It's just...you know...my tongue...I never thought it was anything special."

"That's because you never ate pussy before," Christina pointed out. "Believe me sweetie, everyone here's gonna be lining up to feel that tongue inside them."

"Really?" Kelly asked, quite eager to try out as many of Christina's sexy friends as she was willing to introduce her to.

"Definitely," Christina promised. "You're a really hot fuck Kelly. I loved how you were spanking me. I never expected you to have the guts to try it, but that got me so hot. Mmmmmm it felt so good to have you slapping my slutty ass while I was fucking your face. You really are a naughty girl."

"You made me naughty," Kelly playfully claimed, rubbing her naked body against Christina's. Part of her still felt like this couldn't have really happened. She couldn't have just had sex with another girl. But it had felt so good. Even better than the sex she had gotten from guys.

"Mmmmm and I want to make you even naughtier," Christina declared as she reached up to play with Kelly's tits, kneading them firmly in her hot hands and making her lover moan. "I'm not done playing with you yet. You wanna have some more fun Kelly?"

Kelly's growing smile gave all the answer Christina needed, but in case it wasn't clear enough, Kelly gave Christina a long, wet kiss. None of Kelly's previous shyness was evident in this kiss and it showed the singer was more than ready to take to a more advanced level.

"I want to have lots more fun," Kelly said, wetness starting to drip from her pussy onto her thighs and the sheets. "I can't believe how good that felt. I'd never had sex like that before. I want more. Lots more. Fuck me again Christina. Show me everything naughty girls like us can do to each other."

That was just what Christina wanted to hear and she pushed her tongue back into Kelly's mouth while she rolled the girl flat onto her back again. Christina positioned herself atop Kelly once more and when she pulled away from her lips she began kissing down her neck.

"Mmmmmmmm yessssssss oooooooh kiss me everywhere," Kelly sighed. "I love how you kiss Christina. You're making me so wet. Ooooooooooh God I can't believe I'm getting wet for another girl, but you're turning me on so much Christina. I never should have fought you off. Ughhhhhh I should have just let you fuck me. Mmmmm just like you fucked Britney and all those other girls."

"Oh I'm going to fuck you better than I ever fucked that bitch," Christina promised before going after Kelly's tits. Christina kept her hands on Kelly's chest while she licked and sucked her swollen nipples with wet tongue strokes, leaving a saliva sheen all over Kelly's tits.

Feeling Christina's tongue flicking against her hard nipples was sending little bolts of pleasure right to Kelly's pussy and soft, happy moans flowed out of her mouth like a river as she caressed Christina's hair and tried to urge her to go lower.

"Eat me again," Kelly groaned. "Please Christina. Eat my pussy just like you did before. Ooooooooh I need you baby. I hadn't come for real in so long and I need more. Please eat me again."

"I could do that..." Christina teased, kissing down Kelly's stomach and making her giggle from the tickling sensation of soft, wet lips against her tummy. "But I can do something even hotter too. Want me to fuck you Kelly? Want me to fuck you like a naughty slut?"

"Ohhhhhhhhhh yessssssss," Kelly immediately answered without even thinking. "Fuck me Christina! Fuck me good and make me come again!"

Christina then pulled away from Kelly and hopped off the bed, surprising her lover.

"Hey, wait, where are you going?" a confused Kelly asked.

"I'm going to fuck you Kelly," Christina devilishly grinned. "Don't worry, I'll be right back."

Kelly wasn't sure what Christina was up to but she certainly did enjoy watching the singer run naked to her dresser, her ass bouncing ever so slightly with every step. Kelly felt herself blush a little for so blatantly checking Christina out like that, but she didn't stop gawking at her lover's tight cheeks, especially as she reached up to get into her dresser. But when she saw what Christina had in her hands Kelly's attention naturally focused right on it.

"No way," Kelly gasped. She hadn't been expecting this and her nerves reflexively came back with a rush.

"Oh yeah," Christina giggled as she lovingly stroked her strap on. "It's time for you to get fucked Kelly. It's time for you to really get fucked. No guy can ever fuck you as good as I'm about to. My cock never goes soft baby and I'm not gonna let you leave this bed until you're completely satisfied."

Even as unaccustomed as she was to the idea of being fucked with a fake dick, Kelly had to admit that sounded pretty damn good. Christina had licked her so good, so why wouldn't she be able to fuck her even better? Kelly had never been afraid to take a cock inside her before so why should this be different if it was another girl on the end of it and not a real guy?

Kelly relaxed even more when she saw Christina pull the toy up her naked body, fastening the harness so it dangled from her waist. Christina looked really hot like that and Kelly's arousal eased her nerves. She began unconsciously rubbing herself, stroking the tender, well licked, lips of her pussy with her fingers while Christina modeled her strap on.

"That's it baby," Christina urged when she spied her lover's masturbation. "Rub that pretty little pussy for me. Make sure it's nice and wet for my hard cock."

"Yessssss give me that cock," Kelly found herself moaning before she even considered her words. "It's been too long since I got any. Make it feel good Christina. Promise to make it feel good."

"I totally will," Christina swore. "Don't worry. I'll be gentle with you Kelly. Mmmm unless you'd rather I was rough."

Kelly couldn't help but giggle at the sound of that, but it was one of arousal, not of mockery. This was all too weird. But the more Kelly eyed Christina's fake cock the more she wanted to know what it felt like to have it inside her.

Christina's cock looked like it was about seven inches and she'd been with guys who'd been bigger so Kelly wasn't worried about getting hurt. Or was that what she wanted? Did she want Christina to fuck her hard and make her feel it deeper than any guy had gone? Kelly didn't know what she wanted but she definitely wanted Christina to do something.

"You want it missionary or doggie?" Christina asked as though she were a waitress asking about a choice of soup or salad.

"Ummmm...I dunno..." Kelly replied, unable to come to a quick decision. She had never really been given that direct a choice before. When it came to the guys she'd been with they'd just done it and not really chose positions. "I can't pick one."

"Great idea. We'll do both!" Christina laughed. "Stay on your back Kelly and don't worry. This is gonna feel fucking amazing."

Kelly sucked her bottom lip in anticipation. She was still a little nervous but she was too horny for it to voice any kind of objection. She was totally wet for Christina's toy and she moaned impatiently as Christina spread open her legs and kneeled in front of her.

"Oooooh this pussy needs some cock so fucking bad," Christina cooed as she rubbed the head of her strap on against Kelly's spread cunt lips. "You want it Kelly? You want my cock?"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh yessssssss gimmie!" Kelly cried. "I do need it Christina! My pussy needs your big cock! Give it to me ple...AHHHH!!!"

Kelly's words were cut off her by her own ecstatic scream as Christina pushed the head of her strap on inside her pussy. Using a strap on was another area where Christina had been Rose's devoted student. No one knew how to fuck with a toy like Rose did and Christina had eagerly learned at her side like a nymphomaniac padewan. Now Kelly was going to benefit from every lesson Christina had gotten.

Christina didn't move in too aggressively too fast. She wasn't going to shy away from giving Kelly what she needed, but she didn't want to hurt her. A toy like this was dangerous if you didn't know how to use it right and Christina had picked up plenty of experience along the way.

"Take it Kelly! Take this dick inside your tight little pussy!" Christina urged. "Open up for me baby. Don't fight it. Just relax and let me make you feel good!"

That was what Kelly wanted even more than Christina did. She'd used toys on herself, but nothing compared to being penetrated by someone else. Kelly mewed in pleasure as Christina slowly inched her cock inside her.

Kelly was so tight that Christina had to give her time to adjust to the feel of the plastic inside her. The singer wasn't as tight as Hilary Duff had been that night she and her friends had taken the little slut's virginity, but lack of sex these past few months was obvious as Christina pushed inside Kelly, the snug walls of her pussy sucking the toy in and clinging to it like it never wanted to let go.

"Like how that feels Kelly?" Christina asked. "You like my cock inside you?"

"Yeahhhhhhhhh," Kelly grunted. "Feels sooooo goooooood!"

"Want more?" Christina inquired, eager to really start giving it to Kelly.

"Yessssssssssssssssssssss!" Kelly enthusiastically agreed. She had always loved getting fucked and she wanted to see just what Christina could do with that toy.

"Mmmmm good girl," Christina praised again. "I'm gonna loosen your pussy up so good. You're not gonna be so fucking tight when I'm done with you."

The next sound was another happy scream leaping out of Kelly's mouth as Christina gave a hard thrust and shoved an additional two inches inside. Kelly's eyes were wide with wild passion and her mouth was frozen open in ecstasy as Christina began to really fuck her.

"OHHHHHH GOD FUCK ME CHRISTINA!!! FUCK ME!!!" Kelly screamed. She didn't know how much of Christina's toy was inside her and she didn't care. It could have been one inch or the whole fucking thing as long as it felt good and it absolutely did.

"FUCK ME PLEASE!!!" Kelly continued to cry out. "FUCKING FILL ME UP WITH YOUR TOY!"

Christina let out a long, sexy moan of her own as she pushed more of her strap on into Kelly. She was such a snug fit, but Christina was able to get into her and bury her toy almost all the way up. The more resistance she got the better because it forced the nub of the toy on Christina's end to rub her clit even more. Kelly's tightness was really getting Christina off and she found considering that she might actually make herself come before she got Kelly to.

But as fun as that sounded Christina wasn't a selfish lover. She wanted to make sure Kelly felt good and when she pulled her toy out slowly, leaving only the tip inside, before forcefully shoving it back inside Kelly's cunt it was more important that Kelly roared in passion than she did.

Both girls were soon moaning and shrieking in sexual bliss together. The time for being gentle was over and Christina was giving it to Kelly without hesitation. Kelly's legs were sticking straight up in the air and Christina grabbed them both for leverage and to spread Kelly open even further. She held Kelly's legs like a wishbone as she fucked her, pushing the hard plastic deep into the singer's soaked pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhhh Godddddd...ohhhhhhhhhh Godddddddddddd..." Kelly kept exalting as she felt her tightness being pushed open by Christina's amazing thrusts. "Don't stop Christina! Fuck me! Ohhhhhhhhh no one's fucked me in so long and you're so much better than they were! Yeahhhhhhhhhhh I know that's what you wanna hear! You're better at fucking me than guys are! Ahhhhhhhhh no one's ever made me as wet as you have!"

Christina certainly did want to hear that and it earned Kelly another hard thrust. This one buried all seven inches of her fake cock inside Kelly, making the singer flail on the bed and make the kind of bestial sounds only a good fuck could produce.

"GYAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Kelly screamed her orgasm getting closer with every thrust from Christina. "OHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK YEAHHHHHHHHHH SHOVE THAT COCK ALLLLLLL THE WAY UP MY PUSSY!!! OHHHHHHH FUCK YOU'RE SO GOOD CHRISTINA!!! SOOOOOOO FUCKING GOOOOOOD!!!"

"Ooooooooooooh you're so hot Kelly!" Christina spit out as her clit throbbed against the strap on's nub and made her body shiver with ecstasy. "You look so good taking my cock all the way inside you baby! Mmmmmmmm you're such a naughty girl and I love it! A naughty slutty girl like me! Like all my hot fucking friends! Yeahhhhhh you look so hot getting yourself fucked by my big, hard cock!"

"YEAHHHHHHH FUCK ME LIKE A NAUGHTY GIRL!!!" Kelly begged. "AHHHHH YOU'RE GETTING ME SO CLOSE! I'M GONNA COME SOON!!! KEEP FUCKING ME CHRISTINA!! MAKE MY TIGHT PUSSY LOOSE!!!"

With Kelly loosened sufficiently, Christina was able to drive into her pussy and pull out to drive in again with relatively little resistance. Besides their moans and the filthy mouthed compliments she and Kelly traded, Christina heard all the wonderful sounds she loved most about girl sex. She delighted in their bare flesh slapping together and the wet squish that came each time she pushed into Kelly's cunt.

Kelly's tits were bouncing wildly from Christina's thrusts, nearly hitting her chin and making both girls giggle. Christina loved Kelly's all natural jiggle and she only wished her cock was a real one so she could shove it between those tits and bust her nut all over them.

The position they were in was hot for both of them, but Christina still wanted more. She wanted to try everything out on her new playmate and didn't want to wait until later to do it.

"Noooooooooooooo!!!" Kelly cried as Christina pulled out of her pussy with a wet, cummy pop. Christina's toy was coated from tip to end in girl juice and Christina ran her fingers over the side of the shaft to get herself a taste while Kelly wailed in despair.

"Don't stop Christina!" Kelly begged. "I was getting close! Why are you stopping?"

"I'm not stopping," Christina assured her friend. "Get on your hands and knees Kelly. I wanna do you from behind."

Even though she hated any interruption to the fun she'd been having, Kelly didn't have to be talked into doing this. Doggie style was definitely a fun position and she knew with Christina doing it to her it was going to be better than any time she'd ever done it before.

Kelly immediately got off her back and repositioned herself on the bed, pressing into the mattress with palms and knees while she wiggled her bare ass in the air.

"Is this how you want me?" Kelly teased, her sweet, drawling voice made even sexier by Christina's view of her drooling cunt. "You wanna fuck me from behind Christina?"

"Goddamn right this is what I want," Christina laughed, setting up behind Kelly and slapping her ass in the process. That got a yelp from Kelly, so Christina did it again.

"Owwwwwww!" Kelly whined, but not indicating she was actually hurt by the slaps.

"Quiet you big baby," Christina said. "You spanked me so mmmmmm now it's my turn!"

Christina gave Kelly's butt cheeks another hard slap, loving how they jiggled for her. Kelly had such a great ass. Christina had always feared her own ass was a little too bony and she loved Kelly's curves. They looked so scrumptious and Christina couldn't help but rub her hands over the naked cheeks and think about sinking her teeth into the morsel of femine flesh before her.

"Mmmmmmm much better," Kelly moaned. "Ohhhh Christina I love your hands on my ass. I need you to fuck me though. I need it so bad!"

That was just what Christina was about to do. Kelly's juices were dripping down from her pussy, coating the back of her legs with a sexy shine. But she just couldn't draw herself away from Kelly's ass and suddenly a wicked idea hit her. She couldn't believe she hadn't thought of this before, but this was the perfect time if she was going to go for it.

"Gotta do this," Christina murmured and before Kelly even had a chance to ask what it was she found out when Christina's wet tongue began tenderly licking her asshole.

"Oooooooooooooooooh!" Kelly dreamily moaned as this new sensation washed over her. No one had ever licked her ass before and Christina's tongue immediately made her see she'd been missing out all these years. It felt so nasty and naughty and Kelly loved it from the first lick.

"Ohhhhhhhh Christinaaaaaaaaaaa!!!" Kelly continued to moan, her face resting against the sheets. "Oooooooooh gawwwd what are you doooooooooing to meeeeeeee? Ahhhhhhh it feels so good! Mmmmmmmmmm yesssssssssss lick my ass! Fuck! That's so naughty! How are you making this feel so goooooooood?"

Christina didn't offer up any answers to that. Instead she continued to rim Kelly's tight, puckered ass with the precision her experience had given her. She let her saliva drip down into Kelly's hole before spreading it around with her tongue, giving Kelly soft, girly licks to make sure she was wet. Kelly's ass was too enticing to pass up and now that she had her tongue on it Christina was committed to seeing this all the way through.

She kept her hands on Kelly's cheeks, spreading them open so she could get an even better chance to lick. Christina rimmed Kelly all over her hole, leaving saliva dripping from it and pleasure shooting through the girl's body. It was obvious to Christina from Kelly's reaction that this was new to her and she worked extra hard with her tongue to make sure it was good enough. And when she was sure Kelly was wet enough, Christina raised the game.

"OHHHHHHHHH FUCK!" Kelly cried when Christina's tongue pulled out for her finger to slide in. "FINGER ME CHRISTINA! FUCKING FINGER MY ASS!!!"

"Fingering this sexy ass isn't all I'm gonna do to it," Christina evilly breathed into Kelly's ear.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!" Kelly groaned, catching on exactly to what Christina meant. She felt like she was supposed to be scared now or fight back or say no or do something. She couldn't let Christina fuck her up the ass! Not with that hunk of plastic! Only one guy had ever been there and his cock hadn't been as big as Christina's toy.

But instead of refusing Christina, Kelly found herself ignoring all her common sense and saying something else entirely.

"Do it!" Kelly huskily moaned, her Texas accent dripping off her words like it was 110 degrees outside and they were melting. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh Godddddd I want you to do it Christina! Fuck my ass! Assfuck me with that hard cock!"

Christina was actually surprised by Kelly's immediate acceptance. She had assumed she was going to have to talk Kelly into it. But she didn't question this opportunity. She went right for it.

One of Christina's few sexual regrets was that she had hesitated when it came to being the first girl to fuck Britney's ass. Rose had been the one to pop that cherry and Christina had kicked herself then and since for not grabbing the chances that had been before her. She had promised to never let that happen again and that definitely included a chance to get Kelly's ass.

"Naughty girl," Christina grinned, letting one more helping of saliva drip past her lips and into Kelly's asshole. "I love hearing you beg for me to fuck you up your ass. Mmmm you're gonna get it so good Kelly. You're gonna come so hard."

Kelly moaned again at the sound of that and began rubbing her pussy as she waited for Christina. She wasn't scared at all. Everything Christina had done to her so far had felt incredible and Kelly just knew this was going feel that way too. She was ready to let Christina do anything she wanted to her. Her pussy was so wet as she stayed bent over on the bed, rubbing her labia ready to submit to whatever fun Christina had in mind.

Though she had made sure Kelly's ass was wet, Christina didn't hesitate to reach into her nightstand drawer and pull out her every ready bottle of lube. Kelly was probably going to be one of the tightest asses she had ever fucked and Christina didn't skimp on the lube, soaking the plastic shaft with it and even letting some drip down onto Kelly's hole just like her spit had.

"Ooooooooooooh," Kelly cooed as the warm liquid tickled her sensitive hole. She knew this was going to be intense and reflexively reached for a pillow to muffle herself if necessary.

"You ready Kelly?" Christina asked, getting an enthusiastic nod from her lover.

"Oh yessssss I'm so ready Christina!" Kelly declared. "Fuck my ass! Fuck it good and hard like you were just fucking my pussy!"

"Spread your cheeks Kelly," Christina instructed as she got back behind Kelly and zeroed her toy in on her puckered hole.

Kelly's hands were around her back in the blink of an eye. She grabbed her own butt cheeks and spread them open just like Christina wanted. The pierced sex kitten licked her lips at the sight of Kelly's asshole spread wide for her and she had to fight off another impulse to grab her camera phone and preserve this site forever. There was fucking to be done and Christina reminded herself to focus on that.

Taking a hold of her lubed up shaft, Christina guided it in. Being even gentler than she had been at her pussy, Christina slowly eased the head inside Kelly's ass, penetrating her and getting a long, wanton groan from the singer.

Christina did some serious moaning herself as the nub inside her pussy pushed hard against her clit from the tightness of Kelly's ass. Both girls were crying out in unison as Christina pushed more and more of the toy into Kelly. Her ass was so exquisitely tight and Christina was nearly overcome with pleasure just from being able to ease inside it.

Kelly's ass soon adjusted to the penetration and as soon as Christina sensed she was ready she picked things up. She stopped the gentle intrusion and gave Kelly a hard thrust, shoving the toy inside.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HOLY GODDDDDDDDD FUCK YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Kelly screamed. "AHHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOOH IT'S SO BIG!!! AHHHHHHH SO FUCKING BIG IN MY ASS!!!"

"Want me to stop?" Christina asked. If Kelly wasn't getting off on it then she would have stopped for real.

"NO! FUCK NO!" Kelly snarled with sexual intensity that took both her and Christina by surprise. "FUCK ME CHRISTINA! FUCKING TAKE MY ASS WITH THAT HARD COCK!!! I LOVE HOW IT FEELS!!! I LOVE HAVING YOUR BIG FUCKING COCK INSIDE MY TIGHT LITTLE ASS!!! DO IT CHRISTINA!!! FUCKING MAKE ME SCREAM!!!"

Kelly's screams got even louder and less coherent after that. Christina didn't hold back and began a steady fucking of Kelly's ass, shoving the cock as deep as she dared inside her, pulling it out just enough and then forcefully getting it back in. Kelly just kept screaming in rapture, begging for more and loving everything she got.

"YESSSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOH YESSSSSSS HARDER CHRISTINA HARDER!!!" Kelly cried, her well trained voice getting hoarse. She wasn't going to be doing any singing after this for a few days, but she didn't care about that. Her career, her livelihood...they meant nothing. Only getting fucked mattered now.

"Want it harder slut? You want my cock fucking your ass even harder?" Christina grunted, her own orgasm getting close. "WELL YOU'RE GONNA GET IT HARDER YOU DIRTY FUCKING WHORE!!! YOU'RE GONNA GET MY WHOLE FUCKING DICK UP YOUR SLUTTY ASS!!!"

Never before had Christina felt as much like Rose as she did then. She felt so powerful and sexual and so goddamn good. She had one hand grabbing onto Kelly for leverage, but the other one she used to resume spanking her again. She slapped Kelly's ass as hard as she fucked it, leaving red handprints on her fair flesh and making Kelly squeal and scream with every contact against her body.

"AHHHHHH YEAHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOH FILL MY ASS UP WITH YOUR COCK!!!" Kelly hoarsely demanded as another inch slipped inside her. "YEAHHHHHH FUCK ME LIKE ALL THOSE OTHER SLUTS YOU FUCKED SO GOOD!!! I LOVE HOW YOU'RE FUCKING MEEEEEEEE AHHHHHH YESSSSSSS!!! MAKE ME COME CHRISTINA!!! OHHHH PLEASE MAKE ME COME!!!"

"Yeahhhhhhhhh you're gonna come! You're gonna come so hard!" Christina breathlessly promised, her tits shaking and her body aching with the need for her own release as she fucked Kelly harder. She couldn't get all of her toy inside her, but she got damn close and she slapped and fucked Kelly's ass with all the energy she had.

Christina's body glowed with sex sweat, just like Kelly's did. Kelly's brown hair was matted to her face and the pillow that was muffling nothing was soaked with the spit from her screams.

Kelly's tits shook like wild pendulums as she was drilled from behind and her eyes could barely focus anymore. All she could see were bright exploding colors, like fireworks going off around her. No man had ever made her feel this way and Kelly at that moment had never been devoted to anyone the way she was for Christina.

"GONNA COME!!! GONNA FUCKING COME!!!" Kelly howled into the pillow, each thrust heightening her ecstasy.

"COME KELLY!!! COME FROM MY FUCKING COCK UP YOUR ASS!!!" Christina shot right back to her. "AHHHH YEAHHHHH YOU'RE SO FUCKING TIGHT KELLY!!! FEELS SO FUCKING HOT!!!"

The sexy screams from the two singers formed an orgasmic duet as Kelly started off with wild screeches that could only come from being racked with pleasure she had never experienced before. As Kelly began to come, Christina let go too, howling along with her with orgasmic harmony. They came together from being fucked and fucking and it was soon impossible to tell whose ecstatic cries were whose.

"Ohhhhhhhhh Goddddddd ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhh!!!" Kelly continued panting as her orgasm kept roaring through her. Christina had stopped pumping into her ass, but it hadn't lessened the pleasure for either of them. Christina was still crying out too, her face pressed to Kelly's neck and her hot breaths tickling her skin as their sweaty, flushed bodies rubbed together.

The room was spinning for the both of them and Kelly felt like her whole body was trembling. No sex had ever been that good and the blissfully zonked out smile on her face was proof of that.

Christina finally pulled out, leaving Kelly's asshole wide and gaping, and began kissing all over her newest conquest's face and neck. This brought out a series of dreamy moans from Kelly, but what finally brought the two girls out of their pleasure zone was the sound of applause.

Christina and Kelly looked up with a start and found Jessica, Cameron, Elisha and Stacy naked and standing in the doorway with lustful appreciation all over their faces.

"Now that was a show," Jessica giggled as she gave her pussy a loving caress with her hand. "Mmmmmmm you got me all kinds of wet with that."

"How long were you there?" Christina asked. Kelly was slightly embarrassed at being caught like this, but more turned on from it. All four of them were so beautiful and Kelly couldn't help but see how wet their pussies were. Knowing that she had turned these women on was a boost to her ego and her libido.

"Since about the time you got that strap on inside her," Cameron replied. "That was so hot. God, I nearly came just watching it."

"Nearly?" Elisha laughed. "Hell I soaked my fingers as soon as she got that toy inside her ass. Want a taste?"

Stacy looked like she was about to accept Elisha's offer, but before she could someone else grabbed the chance.

"Let me taste!" Kelly greedily demanded. "I want to taste you Elisha! Then I want to fuck you!"

Elisha grinned and walked over to the bed ready to find out how much hotter it was to actually be with Kelly and not just watch. That was what she loved most about this place. Your next orgasm was usually only a second away.

She was quickly followed by Cameron, Stacy and Jessica, all of whom had their lustful attention focused on Christina and the strap on that still dangled from her legs. Soon Christina had three girls kissing her face and playing with her tits as she cooed with desire. Being with Kelly had tired her out, but Christina was already getting her energy back along with a new thought of how she could make this even better.

She wondered if Kelly knew Carrie Underwood's cell phone number.

CONTINUED IN PART 3