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Story title : Sarah Michelle Gellar: The Harem
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Sarah Michelle Gellar: The Harem (FF, celeb)
By Ghoulardi (ghoulardiX@hotmail.com)
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Hollywood, city of a thousand lies and a million truths.
Here anything could happen and often did, as was the case
recently at a major motion picture studio...
Auditions were being held for Heartstrings, a planned
rehash of the 70's classic Love Story. This time around
the script called for a Columbia music student from a
prominent family to fall for an eccentric, self-made but
socially troubled man in law school at NYU. The man would
suffer debilitating paralysis from a car accident, but
would battle back to a somewhat normal life thanks to the
love and support of his soul mate.
Amongst showbiz insiders the project was all the rage;
rumor had it whoever got the lead actress role would be
almost guaranteed an Academy Award nomination. Also,
considering the success of romance epics like Titanic,
plus the success of remakes and covers throughout
entertainment media, this was projected to be a box
office megahit as well.
The line of actresses hoping for a shot at the lead part
twisted and turned throughout the studio. Not that most
of them would have a chance in hell of being considered.
Normally in a project with such high expectations the
producers would order a script to be custom-made for
someone with major star value.
However, in this case the director demanded auditions to
test the chemistry between the star actor and actress,
arguing it was crucial that whoever the two were needed
to have a captivating, almost addictive screen presence
for this to work as planned. As such, most of those
auditioning were given dummy scripts and were eliminated
from consideration right away.
In a sense this was really a talent search for the next
big thing to be tested in some smaller role. The true
audition was for a few real stars that would seriously be
considered for the role. One of them, waiting near the
back of the line, in a light purple sundress to
complement her bronzed skin and blonde locks, was Sarah
Michelle Gellar.
Sarah had been dreaming about this opportunity for weeks.
She was something of a film buff and absolutely adored
classic romances. After Simply Irresistible bombed she
just had to give it another shot. Even as popular as
Buffy the Vampire Slayer was, she felt this was her
breakout opportunity to become a major player on the
Hollywood scene. Plus, most of the shooting was scheduled
to take place in New York City, Sarah's hometown.
There were few things in life Sarah was as fond of as The
Big Apple, and there was no way she would let anyone
snatch this chance away from her. But she had no worries,
confident that no one here or anywhere else could thieve
away this role; in her eyes she was made for it. That
confidence was short-lived, however, as she glanced
toward the back of the line.
Sarah noticed a few girls talking when one of them caught
her eye. She looked strangely familiar - long light brown
hair, white top, thigh-high black skirt covering a couple
thin, creamy stems - but with her back turned Sarah
couldn't figure out who it was. Then the shock set in she
turned around, revealing who else had shown up for the
audition:
Jennifer Love Hewitt.
Love needed this role as badly as Sarah, but for
different motivations. She had enjoyed some box office
success but always as a scream queen or a fantasy girl.
This role would give her the critical acclaim she so
desperately sought and would change her image from just a
pretty face to a true acting talent.
Neither Party of Five or her coming spin-off could ever
accomplish that. Also, she felt her background as a
recording artist fit perfectly in the part of a music
student. Love seemed almost oblivious to such high
stakes, just making small talk with the lesser talents
around her.
Realizing her big chance was now in jeopardy, Sarah
quickly turned from startled to enraged. This was a
threat she just couldn't ignore. She stormed out of line,
marched down to where Love was, grabbed her wrist and
pulled her aside like a little girl in need of a
spanking.
"Hey, what the...what do you think you're...Sarah! Hi!
It's great to see you, but, what are you..." Once Love
discovered who had grabbed her she thought this was a
great surprise, but she was stopped short by Sarah's ice
cold stare, obviously not amused.
"No Love, what the hell are you doing here?"
"I'm here to get the role I've been waiting for, what
else?"
"You mean the role I was made for?" Sarah snapped back.
"You?! Do you have any idea how hard it is to get critics
to take me seriously? Have you seen how many ridiculous
parts I've been offered, all treating me like some kind
of flesh plaything? Love had matched Sarah's frustration
by this point.
"It's all about you, isn't it Love? You think you're the
only one who needs this? You think you can appreciate
great romances, let alone do this one justice? You really
think you can play a better New Yorker?"
"Well, we'll see when I win this audition, now won't we?"
Love responded, brimming with confidence.
"Only if you flash some for the director, you little
slut." Sarah said, wanting to get personal.
"At least I can find a man!" That crack was a little too
personal for Sarah. She had been a little lonely of late,
even with her busy schedule.
"Well you can be sure that's the only thing you'll bag
today."
"We'll see," Love ended.
Both were furious after that exchange. But being
actresses, they quickly managed to put on a different
face and rejoined the rear of the line. Still, having to
stand next to each other kept their animosity at a slow
boil.
Fortunately they didn't have to wait much longer for the
real test to start. A few minutes later the only ones
left to audition were Love and Sarah. The director,
noticing this, took due action. "Ah, now there's the ones
I've been waiting for."
He motioned for the actor who was working alongside all
the actresses in the audition. "Thank you Fred, we'll
call you again when you're needed." Love and Sarah
figured he was another wannabe from some acting academy.
It wasn't surprising, being standard Hollywood practice
to let scrubs audition with other scrubs. Then the
director turned his attention to the two starlets.
"Thank you both for coming, I'll keep this brief. You
know the scene, you know what to do, so let's have at it,
shall we?" The girls both just nodded in approval.
"Pardon me just a moment and we'll get started...Matt,
could you come out please, we're all set." The director
was calling toward a back room behind the audition set.
Sarah and Love wondered who he could be calling for. They
knew whoever the lead actor was would be as recognizable
as either of them, but they were still startled when Matt
Damon came walking onto the set. "Well, this is certainly
a pleasant surprise," he muttered as he saw who his
screen test would be with.
It was a marvel that Love and Sarah didn't just melt
right there after meeting one of the most attractive
young men in the business, especially since the audition
called only for a kissing scene, designed to gauge how
the chemistry would develop between the two leads. The
two felt like schoolgirls again, practically drooling
over the sight before their eyes. They just stood there
for a moment, wide-eyed and getting slightly moist down
below.
"Can we all stop oogling each other and get down to
business?" the director questioned, breaking all three
out of their lustful trances.
"Sarah, let's see you first," the director ordered. Like
she needed any encouragement. She took her place next to
Matt and waited for the crew to get ready, taking one
long look into his eyes. "Quiet on the set,
and...action!" Both tilted their heads slightly,
approaching slowly and then entering a prolonged liplock.
Inside Sarah boiled over in emotion, freed of any
tension, slowly but affectionately working her tongue
with his. Knowing Love had to watch, she sneaked one
passing glance over to her as if to say, "Top this."
Love was beside herself, seeing a former co-star who had
insulted her, was trying to steal away the best role she
had going, and now appeared content and relieved. God how
she wanted to rip Sarah away from him. That and Love
almost dripping between her legs didn't help matters
much. Sarah took one last look at Matt, stroking his face
and gradually breaking the kiss.
"Cut!" the director barked out. "Very good effort indeed.
Alright Jennifer, you're up." Sarah just nonchalantly
left the set, seeing the tremors she had just put into
Matt. Love then took her place, waiting to let loose. On
top of everything she was feeling, that director just had
to call her by her first name. She was really starting to
hate that. Meanwhile Matt just prayed he could withstand
another round of this.
"And...action!" Love tried to act as professionally as
she could, but holding back was no longer an option. She
quickly turned in and planted her lips on Matt's, not
hesitating to slip in some tongue, trying to generate
some heat. She hoped speed and intensity would overmatch
Sarah' s more caring, tender style. It took every ounce
of restraint in Love not to start humping him right
there. She knew Sarah was watching just off the set, and
looked over with her eyes trying to show how much she was
enjoying this.
Even though she had just been in Love's place a few
minutes before, Sarah couldn't help but feel jealous of
her, wanting so badly to win this part just to beat her.
She also couldn't help her arousal building up inside,
simmering down only when Love ended the kiss almost as
suddenly as she had starting it.
"Cut! Another fine performance," the director remarked.
"I can tell this will be a tough one to decide. We'll
review tape with the producers very soon, and you can
expect callbacks within a few days."
All three celebrities thought he was a complete stiff,
but at least he got to the point. He then ordered the set
crew, "All right, let's clean this place up. Oh, and
Matt, do I need to get some smelling salts for you?"
Matt was obviously flustered after having made out with
two unbelievable hotties. After a moment passed he
regained his composure, leaving the set even though he
desperately wanted to stay around just a little longer.
Who could blame him?
It took a short while for the crew to clear out and
desert the set. Meanwhile Sarah was waiting in one of the
prop rooms, searching for her rival. She thought Love
appeared a little too eager in her performance and wanted
to let her know with some spite mixed in.
"Gee, I didn't know you were such a set rat." Damn, Sarah
thought. She knew from the voice that Love had snuck up
behind her and got the first word out. She was determined
to get the last.
"Better than looking depraved and desperate in the most
important audition of my life," Sarah retorted.
"You're just jealous of him liking me better." Love was
sure she'd landed the part at this point.
"Who, the stuffed shirt?"
"No, the one I sent into a seizure."
"You mean after I gave him the shakes." Sarah was fishing
for anything to agitate her now.
"The only thing you'll be shaking is your head when you
see me accepting the Oscar thinking, 'Why? Why couldn't
that be me?'" Love taunted, really enjoying rubbing it in
even without winning anything yet.
"With that acting you'd be lucky to win Best Off-Screen
Blowjob. I can see it now, 'Thank you all so much, it's
such an honor..." Sarah had to laugh at that crack.
"Wait a minute, what do you and your co-stars have to do
with this?" Now Love really had Sarah mad. The anger was
starting to show on her face.
"At least my show is popular enough to start a spin-off."
"So's mine, and I'm the star, remember?" Love always
seemed to have a comeback ready, further agitating Sarah.
"And that means it's sure to bomb."
"You mean like your movies did?" Sarah couldn't take much
more of this verbal abuse without at least winning a few
rounds. The argument relentlessly kept heating up.
"Yeah, well who's a role model for millions?"
'You mean whose character is? Mine."
"Well, who made the cover of Cosmo?"
"Well who made Rolling Stone...twice?"
"Well who's the personal whore for the MTV veejays?!"
"Well who's the wannabe whore for the WB whose only
customer is her right hand?!"
"Well you never had to do this!!" With that, Sarah did
the last thing she could think of to shut Love up:
grabbing her, pulling her close and kissing her square on
the lips. It was a skill Sarah first learned shooting
Cruel Intentions. She hadn't thought much of it then,
another feather in her cap of acting talents, but about
as useful as a party trick. After a few moments Sarah
broke it off, hoping that would leave Love with nothing
to say. It did, for a couple seconds. Then the last thing
Sarah ever expected to take place happened.
Love forced herself onto Sarah, kissing her in return
with a vengeance, sending her reeling. From the instant
their lips met a jolt of electricity shot through Sarah
like nothing she'd ever known. It felt strange but deeply
satisfying, like a need she'd never known had just been
fulfilled - the same force Love felt when Sarah made the
first advance.
Love broke her kiss as suddenly as Sarah did, both still
unsure of what had gone on between them. They both stared
into each other's eyes, seemingly paralyzed. Both felt
terrified, unsettled, but also longed for the other in a
completely unfamiliar way. All they knew was each had
made the other feel something new, something wonderful.
And they both wanted more.
Still they kept staring at each other, unable to speak
and not knowing what to do next. After what seemed like
ages, the pair slowly started leaning in. They kissed
again, sending another potent charge through their
bodies. Now there was no turning back. With all that had
gone on that day, the chance meeting, the audition, and
the nasty exchanges, their emotions were running off the
charts. Now they could let it all go.
A series of quick pecks developed into one long kiss,
building in passion by the second. Both wrapped their
arms around each other, trying to get even closer
together. As their tongues danced the rest of their
bodies responded to the swelling heat, starting into a
slow grind along with Sarah rubbing her leg up and down
Love's thigh. The pace accelerated, both looking caught
in a whirlwind of pleasure as their figures danced as
one.
Suddenly Love lost her balance, sending both crashing
into the floor, but still entangled, not even breaking
the kiss. The couple rolled back and forth all over the
floor, banging into props and knocking down directors'
chairs, trying to get ever closer, quickening the
friction between their flesh. When the rolling stopped
both were doubly dizzy, from the motion outside and the
fire ignited inside, with Sarah ending up on top.
Their lips broke again, both their faces showing signs of
disbelief, desperately hoping they wouldn't wake up any
second now from this fantastic dream. Even so their eyes
burned with lust, seemingly asking for permission to go
further, each seeing it somehow in the other's gaze.
Quickly mouths remet, tongues entwined, bodies caressed,
and both started tearing at each other's clothes.
Love got the straps on Sarah's dress down in a flash,
pushing it down to her waist, leaving her topless. Sarah
rapidly caught up, frantically unbuttoning Love's shirt,
pulling it over her head and through her arms, then
rushing to unclasp her bra, exposing that magnificent
rack.
Their hands instinctively moved down to knead each
others' tits, rubbing and teasing nipples, making them
that much hotter. That didn't last long as Sarah hurried
to rip off her dress completely with nothing to hide
underneath, their breasts still pressed together, their
kisses ever more rabid, as Sarah moved to relieve Love of
her skirt, sliding it down her legs and tossing it aside,
leaving both totally exposed.
As they started grinding again their clits rubbed
together for the first time, giving both of them a
thunderous rush, causing each to scream in joy in the
others' mouth. Their hips picked up speed, bringing more
intensity to the impulses from their aching love buttons,
if that was even possible. As great as this felt it
couldn't last much longer. Both pussies were saturated
with nectar from all the action. Someone had to get off
soon.
Love worked her hands down Sarah's back, looking to
squeeze those sweet ass cheeks of hers. When she did
Sarah's tongue darted even faster as her lower body
responded with an even more rapid clit stroking, making
Love delirious. Love probed further, stroking throughout
Sarah's crack with her fingertips, eliciting a still
greater reaction. Curious, and so wanting to please her,
Love slipped a finger in Sarah's asshole.
The sensation proved to be too much, as Sarah shot up
like a rocket,exclaiming in rapture, "Yes!!! Right there,
right there, mmmmm, uunnnnggghhh!!!!" Love immediately
thrust her finger, and soon two, in and out of Sarah with
blinding speed. That and their pussies still grinding was
too much for Sarah to hold on any longer. "Unnngghh, oh
god, oh god here it comes, mmmmmmm, unggghh, ungghhh,
aaaAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Pressure built up all inside her, her thighs started
shaking, and Sarah screamed uncontrollably as the most
powerful orgasm she'd ever felt exploded through every
ounce of her. Love relentlessly kept pumping her fingers
until every last ounce of energy Sarah had left had
transformed into ecstasy. After almost a full minute
Sarah collapsed onto Love, barely able to breathe, but
still reflexively stroking her clit into Love's.
Now Sarah wanted nothing more in the world than to send
Love over the edge she had just flown off of. She slid
down Love's chest, past her torso, right to her crotch,
tracing her sopping wet cuntlips with her fingernails.
This drove Love absolutely crazy, making her hips buck
wildly just from the touch. Sarah knew what Love needed
and wasn't going to waste any time, sliding two fingers
in her pussy and wiggling them around inside.
"Ummmmm, ooooohh, yeah!!! Don't stop, faster, faster,
uunnnngggghhhhh, more, MORE!!!!" Love was so close and
Sarah was delighted to oblige, driving and wiggling her
fingers throughout her, hitting as many pleasure spots as
she could. It didn't take long for Sarah to feel Love
clamp around her digits, knowing what was next. "Yeah,
fuck yeah, ummmmmm, oh shit, aaaaahhhhhhh,
shitttttttaaaahhhhhhHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Love howled, coming
with a flourish, her body releasing in unimaginable
bliss.
Sarah prolonged it as long as she could, never stopping
her hand until Love was spent to the last drop. Sarah
couldn't help but grin ear-to-ear, putting Love in the
same heaven she had just visited. As Love wore out Sarah
felt her fatigue hitting her, rolling over right beside
Love, both still buzzed from the single most intense
experience of their lives.
The pair, spent beyond belief, could barely keep from
passing out, let alone realize what happened. Minutes
passed by before either could speak.
"Wow," Sarah moaned slowly, breaking the prolonged
silence.
"Did...did that really happen?" Love wondered, obviously
dazed.
"You tell me," Sarah beckoned, leaning over for a caring
kiss.
"Ooh, who's the slut now?" Love teased.
"I don't care..." Sarah responded, embracing her new mate
with a soft smooch. That was enough for both to regain
some clarity of mind.
"Have you ever felt anything like that, even close to
that?" Love asked, staring devotedly into Sarah's eyes.
"No, never...but, now what happens? Now what do we do?"
Love could see the worry showing on Sarah's face as she
said it.
"I don't know, There's so much...so much we shared...I
don't even know what to feel, what I feel..." Love felt a
pinch of anxiety building, trying to figure any of this
out.
"So, you want to meet again sometime?" Sarah begged,
desperately hoping this wouldn't end here.
Suddenly Love's face lit up with a smile, like something
naughty just came to mind. "I've got just the thing, why
don't we make a little bet?"
"What kind of bet?" Sarah asked, intrigued by what Love
had in mind.
"How about whoever loses the part gets three wishes?"
Love revealed.
"What kind of wishes?"
"Anything you want."
"Anything?" Sarah asked, stroking her finger down Love's
chest, hoping anything involved that.
"Anything," Love answered, responding in kind.
"Oh yeah, I'm going to enjoy this," Sarah sneered with
confidence.
"You just never stop, do you?" Love said, startled.
"Like you'd want to me to," Sarah answered, leaning over
and meeting Love's lips again. They shared one last
intimate moment before getting ready to leave, having a
good deal of fun and handfuls helping each other back
into their clothes. Dressed and regrouped, they parted,
knowing they would never be the same.
One week later...
Sarah had been pacing through her apartment for almost an
hour now. Usually callbacks didn't take this long unless
something was very wrong with the project. She was so on
edge it seemed a pin drop could make her jump. Just then
the phone rang. Sarah dashed to it, hoping this was the
one she'd been awaiting.
"Hello?" she said nervously.
"Hello, Sarah?" The voice on the other end sounded more
tentative than she was. "It, it's Love."
"Love thank god it's you. Have you heard anything from
the director yet? Anything at all?" Sarah spoke so fast
one would think she was on the edge of a nervous
breakdown. The suspense was killing her.
"No, they haven't called me. But that's not what I..."
Sarah wouldn't let her finish.
"They haven't?? Something must have happened if they're
taking this long. Get your agent to set up a meeting with
the producers, I'll do the same. We've got to find out
what's going...." Sarah was almost hyperventilating now.
"Sarah!!!" Love shouted. Sarah thought she heard her
almost crying in the background. Any thoughts concerning
showbiz instantly dissipated.
"Love what's wrong?"
"I...I can't..." Love sobbed.
"You can tell me, it's alright, that's why you called
isn't it?" Sarah said, trying to be reassuring.
"Ever since that day I...I can't stop thinking about
you...about us..." Love admitted.
It hit Sarah like a wrecking ball. She'd been having the
same feelings toward Love, almost like a drug she
couldn't live without. The only thing to break that train
of thought was her building anxiety toward who would win
the movie role she coveted so badly. And she almost put
it ahead of Love, which she immediately regretted. She
had to let that feeling out.
"I can't either." The words sounded so soothing to Love.
Now at least she knew she wasn't crazy. "It's like no
matter where I go or what's I'm doing, the only thing I
can think about, the only face I see...is you," Sarah
added. The letting out intensified the attraction already
between them, which they had to satisfy, and soon.
"Tell you what Love, we've got to find out about the
movie, but after that we can do anything we want. Let's
set up a meeting with the producers and then, maybe..."
"Head back to your place?" Love said excitedly.
"Exactly."
"Great! I've got to get those three wishes sometime,
remember?" Love was quickly back to her bubbly self.
"Oh, you'll get yours, you nasty little slut you." The
girls both giggled at that and ended there, for now. Both
quickly called their agents, setting up the meeting at
the studio to get to the bottom of why no one was
notified about getting or not getting the part.
A few days passed. It was almost 7:00 and the producers
were expecting their guests very shortly. Love, in a
casual black dress, walked in the studio meeting room
first. Sarah entered shortly after, wearing a cream-
colored tank top and jeans. The dressed-down attire
matched the typical atmosphere of these meetings, but not
this one, not with the stakes so high. The executive
producer began.
"Alright, I understand both of you auditioned for
Heartstrings and you want to know which of you won the
role." Both girls just stared back, wanting to get this
over with more than anything. "Well, here's your answer.
Nobody won. The studio has decided to scrap the project."
"WHAT???!!!!!" Sarah and Love sharply stood up, staring
him down, visibly stunned by this turn of events.
"I know this seems surprising to you. Let me try to
explain," the producer continued. "The studio executives
believe there's a better opportunity in comedies right
now than this...date movie." He tried his best not to
call it a sappy romance flick, but the actresses saw
through that real fast. Sarah's face was turning beet
red, struggling against bursting out. After all, these
people did have some influence throughout the industry.
Love's temper was growing shorter as well, but not nearly
to that degree. "Here's what they've chosen instead." He
gave each of them a miniature poster of the replacement
movie, which caused both to react in disgust after seeing
the title in large red letters, "HICKS." On the poster
were Chris Rock and Norm MacDonald with pitchforks, straw
hats and overalls, standing in a barn with a slogan above
reading, "Got teeth?"
The producer, oblivious to Love and Sarah's growing
anger, went on. "These days practically any film with
Saturday Night Live alumni is grossing $100 million. Plus
this kind of movie is much more fun to make, so that's
why the switch was made." Only now did he see his would-
be stars with their arms folded, beyond just not being
amused. "What, you don't like it?" he asked.
Love stormed in first, "Don't like it?? You scrapped a
project with a guaranteed Oscar nomination because you
don't think it's fun to make??!! You took away..."
"You pompous cock-sucking bastards!!!!!" Sarah exploded,
her disbelief turning to rage. Love quickly ran over to
try to calm her down, but it was futile. "You mean to
tell me you scrapped a film, no, a work of art so you can
make a bunch of redneck jokes??!! God, you people make me
want to vomit when you pull off shit like this! And let
me tell you something, you..."
"Sarah, stop it!!" Love ordered, needing to restrain
Sarah to keep her from trying to choke or slap anyone. It
wasn't helping.
"Stop it? They just took away the best role anyone ever
scripted for either of us!! How can you not let 'em have
it?!" Sarah yelled, still hopping mad.
"Because they can do a lot more to you than you can to
them." It was a lesson Love learned from her agent, and
she was determined not to let herself or anyone she knew
fall victim to it.
"You still want to work in this town?" The producer
chimed in. Sarah knew she couldn't argue with that, much
as she hated it. She gnashed her teeth in disgust and
stormed out of the room. Love quickly followed,
remembering Sarah's promise to meet afterwards. Still,
she was reminded how studio types could be such dicks.
But that wasn't important now, she had to find Sarah.
Love couldn't see her up ahead or down any side paths in
the building. When she reached the exit she felt someone
put tap her shoulder. Love turned around, seeing no one
there, but felt something balancing on her other
shoulder, what looked like a business card when she took
it. It read, "Follow me," and had an address on it. She
looked up in time to see Sarah waving from her car. Love
thought this must be her apartment. She ran out of the
studio smiling, it wouldn't be long now.
A short while later Love was tingling with anticipation
while riding in the elevator. Fortunately it hadn't been
that long of a ride from the studio to Santa Barbara and
Sarah's penthouse apartment. Sarah never could find it in
herself to make one of the famous Southern California
mansions her own. She always saw the area as little more
than a place to work; her real home was still back on the
East Coast. Must be the city girl in her.
Love reached the top floor and quickly found the door to
Sarah's place. She was so excited she almost couldn't
contain herself, barely able to knock on the door hard
enough for anyone to hear. But now the wait was over. The
door opened and Love rushed in, finding Sarah behind the
door, as eager as she was, pushing the door shut.
They immediately rushed toward each other, meeting in a
wild, fiery kiss. Any shades of apprehension left had
vanished on the way over, now they needed each other more
than anything, and only that. They could have ground each
other into a sea of orgasms right there, but this time
they had the whole night.
"You don't know how much I've missed you," Love said,
breaking the kiss, her eyes swelling with desire.
"Oh I think so," Sarah managed to get out before proving
it to Love with her tongue, lashing wildly in Love's
mouth for another few moments.
With that pleasantry out of the way Sarah gave Love a
quick tour of the place. Every inch of it was plush,
complete with a kitchen larger than that in most homes,
soft inch thick carpeting, a luxurious living room, and a
spacious bedroom, all complemented with a beautiful
oceanside view, effective even at night. She led Love
back to a velvety couch in the living room, hoping to get
a little something for the both of them.
"Thirsty at all?" She asked.
"Oh, I can think of a little something I've got a taste
for..." Love responded, stroking her hand up Sarah's
jean-covered thigh with a radiant yet seductive glow on
her face to match.
"Mmm, you don't mess around, do you Love?" Sarah
answered, Love responding with one of her trademark
giggles. "Let me get some real drinks before we get to
the hot stuff." She went to the kitchen, returning with
two goblets and a bottle of red wine, sitting right
beside Love while pouring a glass for each of them. After
a few sips Love wrapped her arm around Sarah, staring
tenderly into her clear green eyes.
"I guess we both lost the part." Love had to bring it up,
considering what it meant. It didn't matter to Sarah now,
at least not in the way Love meant.
"Yeah, Hollywood sucks it like that sometimes." Sarah
responded.
"You know what that means, don't you?" Love almost
trembled as she said it, knowing what was next.
"No, what?" Sarah wondered.
"It means we both get three wishes!" Love answered
excitedly. Sarah's face lit up in joy, remembering the
bet they made and what cashing in would mean now. "Think
of anything to wish for?"
Sarah wondered for a moment, then noticed how tense she'd
become. It had been an trying day, and she needed
something to relieve all that stress. "I wish you'd give
me a massage."
"I'd love to!" Love quickly got up and quickly took a
place on the couch behind Sarah, thinking this was too
good to be true, at least the way she planned it. Sarah
sat up and leaned back, trying to use Love as a pillow as
she began rolling her hands over her shoulders. Sarah
started moaning softly from the light, relaxing
treatment.
"Like that huh?" Love knew the answer, she just needed to
hear it.
"You have no idea..." Sarah uttered between breaths.
"No, you don't." Love replied, moving to Sarah's top,
sliding it down her arms, revealing Sarah's chest and her
intent - she was turning this into a full body massage.
Love slowly slid her hands down toward Sarah's breasts,
which by the increased moaning showed she loved it. Love
squeezed them delicately over and over, all the while
taking Sarah's nipples between her fingers, gratifying
Sarah to no end.
"Love you're so good to me..." Sarah moaned in approval.
"Wait, I'm just getting started. There's so much more of
you to go." Love's sweet words made Sarah awash in pure
contentment, knowing her lover would soon be worshiping
every piece of her body. What else could she wish for?
After a short while Love worked back to Sarah's
shoulders, then slowly down her back to her waist. Love
moved to the floor beside the couch, leaning over to
unbutton Sarah's tight jeans, then pulling them down ever
so slowly, savoring the gradual sight of her legs,
leaving Sarah in only a pair of thin black lace panties.
With this Love went back to Sarah's waist, working down
to her ass, squeezing for all she could take.
Slowly, almost painfully so, Love began moving down
Sarah's hip to her thigh and then down her leg, massaging
each side with one hand, and now softly kissing it too.
Sarah was caught in a paradox, totally at peace with
Love's treatment but so aroused she began to ache. She
was so wet she could feel it all over herself.
Still Love would not go any faster, moist as she was
also, touching each piece of Sarah with as much care as
the first. Finally Love had made it down to Sarah's foot,
which only took that much longer to caress and only felt
that much better. Love then started working up the other
leg, seemingly taking twice as long to work up as she did
to work down. Not like either of them minded, Love with
total access to Sarah's flesh and proving she was worth
it.
The sight was getting to Love now, but even more so were
the smells. Sarah's scent, her perfume, the wine, the
dripping juice between her thighs, it was all so
arousing. Love couldn't breathe enough of it in, almost
getting off on it.
"Mmmm, I wish I could just bottle you up and have you
whenever I...Wait a minute, I sort of can..." Love cooed,
reaching to pour another glass of wine.
"Ooh, what do you mean?" Sarah asked, wondering why Love
had that mischievous smile on her face again. She was so
excited it was almost painful.
"Well, I can make a one-of-a-kind drink that'll blow your
mind. But first I'll need the other ingredient," Love
teased.
"And that is..." Sarah couldn't wait even a second
longer. Good thing she wouldn't have to.
Just then Love rushed over, pulled off Sarah's panties,
slid them off, tossed them aside and dove right into
Sarah's pussy, frantically licking at every crevice and
fold she could find.
"Yes, Love!!!!! Lick it up, oooooohhhh god yeah lick it
all up!!!!!" Sarah shouted, begging for more, throwing a
leg over Love's shoulder to give her more room down
there. Her cries became incessant, she was absolutely on
fire, craving every one of Love's touches. Love probed
deeper into Sarah, tonguing as far as she could, then
wrapping it around Sarah's throbbing clit, sucking it
with reckless abandon, forcing Sarah into squirming and
screaming with every touch.
"Aaaahhhhhhh, suck that, aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, suck it right
there, more, please more!!!!!!! Make me come!!!!! Make me
come now, mmmmuhhhhhh!"
Right then Love pulled away, almost making Sarah insane.
"It's time to make the drink, remember?" Only then did
she realize what Love meant, reaching for the goblet and
pouring the wine all over and down her seething slit.
The ice cold sensation shot through Sarah like a bullet,
giving her more pleasure than she thought possible, only
to be followed by Love lapping up every bit of it, no
matter how deep in her cunt it got. That's all Sarah
needed, feeling her release trembling.
"Hope you enjoy this you little slut 'cause here it, it,
uunnnggghhhh, ahhhHHHHH, YES!!!!!!!!!!"
Sarah cried, her pussy gushing like open floodgates,
coming for the first time all over Love's face.
The mixture of wine and cunt juice was everything Love
imagined and so much more, sweet, salty, spicy and just
plain good, never stopping until Sarah's faucet ran dry.
Love licked up the last few drops and leaned upward
toward her, letting Sarah taste the mesmerizing
concoction. Sarah adored it as much as Love did, trying
not to swallow it for the longest time, relishing the
flavor.
"Oh my god Love, what can't you make me feel?" Sarah
inquired into Love's devoted eyes, adoring the state she
had put Sarah in. Nothing had ever made Sarah so complete
than the nymph in her arms.
"Something tells me we'll have lots of time to find out.
But now it's your turn again. Got any more wishes?" Love
couldn't wait to see what Sarah had in store next, seeing
her expression turn from orgasmic bliss to enticing
hunger.
"Oh nothing much, I just wish you'd climb up here and sit
on my face so I can lick you until you..."
"How's this?" Love asked, having straddled Sarah's head
before she could even finish.
"Just one thing," Sarah answered, raising Love's dress
from below, peeling it up and over her, throwing it to
the floor. To Sarah's delight Love wore nothing
underneath, making her hot all over again. "Here comes
your wish granter." Sarah jeered, grabbing Love's ass and
shoving her pussy into her face, slashing her tongue in
as deep as she could, making Love gasp in excitement.
"Yeah Sarah, that's how you treat a lady, mmmm..." It
didn't take long for Love to start rocking on her
friend's face, treasuring every sensation from down
below. Sarah, wasting no time, explored the rest of that
body above her, stroking down all over those long legs,
then back up to where she started, shoving Love's ass to
give her all the pussy she could handle, and more.
The pair established a rhythm of rocking, grinding,
lapping, licking and feeling which Sarah set the pace
for, accelerating it ever so slowly, wanting to give Love
everything she'd received earlier. It was truly a sight
to behold. Love groaned endlessly, her volume picking up
right with the pace as Sarah felt her way up her torso
right to her voluptuous tits, squeezing them like clay in
need of molding. The pace quickened, Love rocking faster,
almost making it difficult for Sarah to keep up her
treatment.
Soon it became a frenzy, Sarah feeling anywhere and
everywhere, hands and fingers darting all over Love, who
was overcome in pleasure, still only building up. This
was the time, Sarah thought, dragging her tongue across
Love's clit, shooting her into orbit.
"Uummmpppphhhhh, right there Sarah, don't you ever
fucking aaaaahhhhhhhh stop!!!!!!!" Love wailed, praying
she would come soon. The passion overtook both of them,
Sarah stabbing Love's clit and cunt as fast as she could,
Love gyrating all over her while the rest of her body
swayed, from legs to chest to hair and face. She wondered
if this was heaven. It wasn't, feeling her thighs clench,
her body tighten, and her pleasure intensifying. Heaven
was just a release away, and with one gentle suck by
Sarah on her clit, her ticket was well in hand.
"Oh god here it comes oh
gggggmmmmmmaaaAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Love yelled, bursting
in ecstasy on Sarah's face, relentlessly keeping up the
pace and sucking up every last morsel of her syrup.
Love rode out the unbelievable orgasm, milking all the
pleasure she could out of it, leaving her exhausted but
so fulfilled. As she came back to her senses though,
something wasn't quite right, something felt unfinished.
Then it hit her: Sarah never stopped. She was still
feeling, licking and sucking up a storm, returning Love
to an erotic tempest. Not that she minded, but she
couldn't imagine why.
"Sarah, oooohhhh, Sarah, what are you doing down there?"
Love tried to ask between extended moans.
"You never let me finish before," Sarah responded
sporting a beaming grin.
"Finish what?"
"My wish, I'm gonna eat you until you scream." The words
forced Love into an even more furious grind than before,
resparking her arousal to new heights. She thrust herself
into Sarah, grabbing her hands, doing the bodywide
fondling for her, hoping that would send her crashing
into another orgasm.
The pleasure rose, being even more intense than before as
Love tried to feel every part of herself all at once
while Sarah continued bathing her pussy. Love was nearing
the point of pleasure overload, she felt she'd die
without releasing soon. Then it started again, from the
tips of her body down into the pit inside her, the
tingling, building to a tension, raising to a peak and
then...
"Yes, YES, AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"
...climax, Love belting out a scream that almost
shattered glass as she erupted in orgasm, twice as good
as before, at least. Sarah tasted her once again, soaked
in her essence, in awe of what she had made her feel.
After slowly grinding and licking to a halt, Love slid
down Sarah's body, holding her close, now completely
drained. The two nude paramours shared an embrace, both
utterly satisfied. There would be no more wishes tonight,
as both drifted off to sleep, totally comforted, dreaming
only of each other.
Love awoke to the morning sunbeams streaking in through
the window shades, still as happy as she could have ever
imagined. She still couldn't believe she had come that
hard last night, let alone twice. And there was the one
behind it, her arms wrapped around her, that lovely naked
Sarah beside her. Love wanted so badly to show her
appreciation, then it came to her just how to do so: a
little wake-up call.
She stroked her fingers down Sarah's chest, trying to see
how far asleep she was. Her breathing picked up, letting
out a small moan, more of a reflex than anything. Sarah
was still sound asleep. Love progressed down to her slit,
slipping in the tip of her finger, still experimenting.
Not much of a response. She pushed it all the way in and
gently started inserting it in and out. Sarah's breathing
picked up and she started cracking a smile. Still her
eyes were solidly shut.
After about a minute of this Love couldn't wait any more.
She slid down Sarah's body, licking all the way, and
started a delicate tonguing of her pussy. Sarah's hips
began to sway as did the rest of her, moaning contentedly
with eyes still closed. Love knew she could feel it now.
She probed deeper inside, washing Sarah's walls, exciting
both of them beyond any reason. This continued for a
short while, Sarah's mewing in sync with Love's handling.
Once Sarah finally realized what and who was going on
down there she'd didn't mess around. She wanted it all,
wrapping her legs around Love, her thighs clamping her
face like a vice grip as she started bucking. This made
Love so eager to top her off, striking her tongue into
the slit while running her thumb over Sarah's swelling
clit.
The speed was too much for her, grabbing for Love's head,
flowing in enjoyment and feeling the joy of orgasm pound
through her once again. Love happily drank up, keeping
most of it in her mouth so she could share it with Sarah,
kissing affectionately, each in complete admiration for
the one next to them.
"Good morning sleepyhead." Love just adored seeing Sarah
glow like this, giving her a peck on the forehead.
"Damn, Love, where did you learn that?"
"Just now. Sure beats a buzzer waking you up, huh?"
"Oh wow, does it ever..." Sarah quietly voiced, still in
disbelief that Love could be that kinky that fast. The
two laid back, enjoying each other's caress for a while,
then Love started reflecting.
"Why didn't we figure this out sooner? I mean, how could
we go that long not knowing life could be this good?" she
wondered.
"I know," Sarah concurred, "Wait a minute, what if we
never got into that fight at the studio? What if...what
if this never happened?" The thought sent a shudder down
both their spines.
"How horrible, we would have just...just gone on not even
knowing this was possible...what a waste of a life that
would've been!" Love found the idea very disturbing.
"You don't think..." Sarah started.
"Think what?" Love inquired.
"You think there might be others out there? I mean, if it
happened to us, could it be other people who could feel
this...never would?"
"You're right," Love answered, thinking of what they
could do about it. "Maybe...maybe we could, you know,
track some down and try out a few?"
"Yeah, just like a hunt, only they'd be the ones enjoying
the thrills." Sarah brightened at the possibilities.
"Oooh, yeah, I like where this is going, but who?" Love
asked.
"Don't worry, we've got our whole lives for that," Sarah
ended, knowing the only one who mattered now was lying
next to her and feeling the same way. Now they had
something of a mission, but it didn't matter, at least
not now. Not in each other's grasp it didn't.
And it all happened because of one audition, starting in
hatred, ending in bliss. Only in Hollywood.
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
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