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Author's Notes: Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home. A big idea that hit and I just had to do it. Enjoy.
What is they say about being at the right place at the right time? I was never a big believer in something like that. Sure, I've had some nice encounters, but I wouldn't say I was ever at something truly unique that could only happen to me, if anyone. Until a few weeks ago, that is, when I was at ground zero for an event that made me believe more than ever that there is such a thing as fate.
You have to love France. I know, I know, they get a reputation for rudeness that is sometimes warranted, but it is nevertheless a great country. Nice oceanfront property, wonderful beaches (some of which even have women with tops on) and some of the best damn resorts you could ever hope to have. Oh, and of course, there are the film fests.
Cannes is the big one, of course, but the French do love cinema, despite what their infatuation for Jerry Lewis would indicate. They appreciate fine film and thus became a hot spot for European filmakers to strut their stuff before main release.
While Cannes is nice, it's a bit overcrowded for me, the massive mob scene and incessant demands for interviews for others often preventing me from partaking in the delights I want. So the smaller festivals are a better choice. Sure, they may not have the same glut of stars, but now and again, something big comes along. Such as the woman worth the time and money to cross an ocean to talk to.
For a woman going through the most high-profile divorce in Hollywood history, Nicole Kidman seemed to be in good spirits as she said hello to me in the lobby of her lavish resort. She was wearing a nice loose white dress that showed off her light skin, her orange curly hair billowing out from that lovely face. "Nice to meet you," she said, her Australian accent a contrast to all the European ones. "Heard good things about you."
"Thank you," I said, and I meant it. I took a moment to admire her again, glad I was dressed casually as well with just slacks, a shirt and jacket. "I'll try not to take up much of your time."
"No problem," Nicole said. "So, you wanted to do this in my room?"
Who am I to refuse such an invitation? "Sure," I said as I led her to the elevator, hiding my smile. I'd long had an eye on Nicole but this would be the first time I could actually be with her. As we passed through the lobby, we made a little small talk, Nicole talking about the premiere of "The Others" at the festival and how she had high hopes for it.
"By the way, thanks," she said as we entered the elevator.
"For what?" I asked.
"You're the first person in weeks who's asked about the movie first and you know what second."
I smiled and nodded. I knew she had been bombarded with questions since the divorce and truly wanted to make it easier on her this time around. Plus, I intended to make sure Tom was the furthest thing from her mind that night.
Just as the doors were about to close, a hand whipped in between them, pausing. A woman entered, a large hat on her long dark hair, sunglasses on, a large bag in her hands, partially obscuring her face. "Thank you," she said in a soft accent. "Twenty-three, please."
That was only a floor above Nicole's so I hit the button and let the elevator start its ascent. The woman lowered her bag and withdrew her glasses and hat, showing off her face of almost perfect beauty and a nice black dress. "Thank you again," she said as she turned to face us. "I was-------" She broke off and her eyes widened as she saw Nicole, Nicole's orbs also bulging and her jaw coming undone as the two stared at one another.
What are the odds? I mean, really, winning the Powerball five straight times buying only one ticket each time has to be more likely than the chance that Nicole Kidman and Penelope Cruz should end up staying at the same resort with no one knowing. Winning all those Powerballs after getting struck my lightning five times without a scratch would be more likely than they should find themselves in the same elevator.
I could feel the tension rise immeasurably in the small space. The two women's shock faded and suddenly a chill took the air. I swear, the temperature dropped five degrees in the small car as the ex-wife and current girlfriend of Tom Cruise stared daggers at one another with me in the middle, realizing I was at ground zero of a catfight of nuclear proportions.
"Nicole."
"Penelope."
The car chilled another three degrees.
"Well, what brings you here?" Nicole said cooly, looking Penelope right in the eye.
"Vacation," Penelope said in the same cool tone, her Spanish accent a contrast to Nicole's Aussie. "Tom felt I needed the rest," she added with a tiny smirk. I could actually hear a growl in Nicole's throat as she moved forward to glare at the other woman.
"Listen very carefully, bitch," she hissed. "Just stay out of my way and I'll stay out of yours and we'll both be a lot happier."
"Oh, really?" Penelope said, arching an eyebrow. "And I thought we were getting along so well."
By this point, thoughts of seducing Nicole were now secondary to hoping I could get out of this elevator alive before the fists started flying. As if to mock me, a rumble went out and the elevator came to a sudden halt. "Shit!" Nicole said, Penelope letting out a cry in Spanish as we all shook. There was a long pause before I moved my hand over to the emergency phone.
"Hello? Hello? Anyone there?"
There was a long moment of silence before another voice came on. "Hello, sir? Yes, you're in the elevator now?"
"Yes, I am," I answered. "Me and two others. What happened?"
"Power outage, sir," the voice said. "Some sort of major problem at the plant, they're working on it now but it could take a while. Emergency power will keep the lights on but I'm afraid it could be a while before we can get you back on."
"All right," I sighed as I hung up the phone and turned to Nicole and Penelope. I told them what I had heard and naturally, neither was happy about spending time in a confined space with the other. They separated and moved to opposite sides of the car, glaring at each other while I just stood in the middle.
There was a long silence as Nicole glanced to Penelope's bag. "So, tell me," she asked. "What's the in style for home-wrecking tramps?"
Penelope set her jaw tightly. "I hardly think this is the sort of thing we wish to discuss here and now," she said with a slight nod toward me.
"Why not?" Nicole said, hands on her hips. "Why not tell him, huh? I'm sick of this whole 'our careers got in the way' bullshit, of doing the happy face for the kids. Why not actually tell the truth for once?" She spun on me and spread her arms. "I went to the 'Vanilla Sky' set for a surprise visit and found her and Tom together. And after the yelling, it seemed it wasn't the first time he's cheated on me on a set either."
"Foolish woman," Penelope muttered.
"What are you bragging about?" Nicole laughed. "He cheated on me, you think he won't do the same to you?"
"Maybe," Penelope shrugged. "But to boost my image in America, I can do worse than be seen with the biggest star in the country."
I could see Nicole ready to erupt again and felt it was time I stepped in. "Ladies, while, as a man, the idea of you two fighting each other sounds very good, I think we need to remain calm."
"Shut up!" The two women yelled at me, neither ceasing their glares at each other. Okay, I had tried this diplomatically, now it was time for another approach. And the intensity of their glares was giving me an idea.
"Now, Nicole, Penelope, I really think we need to calm down," I said, letting my power lightly touch both of them. "Now, look, I really think you two will find you have a lot of things in common."
"Like what?" Nicole laughed. "Different hair, different countries, different accents----"
"I have actual breasts....." Penelope added, not really helping the situation.
"Okay, okay," I said, hoping to forestall the incoming brawl. "But you do have some things in common. Aside from you know who, of course."
"Like what?" Penelope said, mocking Nicole.
"Your eyes."
They both stared at me in utter confusion. "No, bear with me here," I insisted. "Just look at each other, look at each other's eyes, just go ahead and look right into each other's eyes." I was touching them both a little more in their minds so they turned to look right into each other's eyes. "That's right, just keep looking right into the other's eyes. Just keep looking and you can see how deep the other's eyes are, you can see how deep they are. Just see how deep they are and just feel yourself going into them, feel yourself looking deeper and deeper into the other's eyes, just feel yourself falling deeper and deeper into their eyes, just feel yourself falling deeper into the other's eyes, deeper into the other's eyes."
I could see it working, the animosity of the duo fading as they stared into each other's eyes, both becoming more and more entranced by the other's orbs. I knew the situation was tight and I didn't know how much time until the elevator was fixed so I gave it a little extra push to get through their defenses.
"Just keep staring into the other's eyes, Nicole, Penelope. Just keep staring into the other's eyes, deeper into their eyes, deeper and deeper into the other's eyes, just keep staring deeper and deeper into the other's eyes, just keep staring deeper into the other's eyes, deeper and deeper. It's so relaxing to look deeper into the other's eyes, it's so relaxing to look deeper and deeper into the other's eyes, deeper and deeper, so relaxing."
I could see their lids drooping a bit and knew I was on the right track. "Okay, ladies, you're feeling so relaxed now, so very, very relaxed. The deeper you stare into the other's eyes, you feel relaxed, you feel so relaxed, Nicole, Penelope, you both feel so relaxed, so very, very relaxed. As you sink deeper and deeper into the other's eyes, you feel very relaxed, very, very relaxed. So very, relaxed, now girls, so very, very relaxed. You want to close your eyes, girls. You both want to close your eyes now, you want to both close your eyes, close your eyes, girls, close your eyes."
Their eyes fluttered shut and their heads slumped as I felt my abilities work their magic. After a few more minutes, they were both deeply hypnotized and I knew I had an opportunity for a lot of fun here.
It took a few more minutes to establish all of the triggers and open their minds to obedience to me when the elevator started moving again. I swiftly imparted the last few commands, telling them to remember nothing about being asleep, then woke them up, the ding of car reaching Nicole's floor sounding just as their eyes opened.
"Hope never to see you again," Nicole nodded at Penelope as she and I left. I just threw Penelope a little smile as I followed her out, watching the dark haired-woman shake her head as Nicole and I walked off.
Nicole opened up her hotel and led me in, throwing her purse aside as she shook her head. "Dammit, that pissed me off!" she hissed, staring at the window. "You know, it really hurt to find out about that, it really did. I thought we had a damn good marriage going and then he throws it away for that Latin tramp!"
"Hey, hey, take it easy, take it easy," I said, moving up and rubbing her shoulders gently. "Look, it could have benefits."
"Like what?" she sighed.
"Eyes so deep, Nicole," I whispered and I felt her slump in my arms as her trigger kicked in. I smiled as I brushed aside her long hair and kissed the nape of her neck, feeling her sigh in contentment from the nice feelings.
A few minutes later, Nicole was lying on the bed, moaning with pleasure as I pushed my cock into her, her long legs on my shoulders as I pumped her, my hands rubbing her pert breasts. Her hair created an orange halo around a face of sheer ecstasy as she moaned loudly, my cock pumping away harder and harder at her. From what I could gather, it had been a long time since she had gotten some sex and it was showing, her nipples hard under my touch as I kept on driving my cock away at her, groaning as I felt myself start to build towards release. I finally let go, shaking her body with orgasm as she cried out long and hard.
I brought myself down, kissing each nipple as I whispered. "Nicole, listen to me carefully....."
An hour later, I had taken the stairs down, moving to the room number the hypnotized Penelope had given me. I knocked sharply three times and only had to wait a few moments before the door opened and Penelope stood there, staring in surprise at me. "Hello," she said. "I'm sorry, I was not-------"
"Eyes so deep, Penelope," I said and watched her eyes flutter closed as her head slumped forward slightly. I moved in, closing the door after me as I reached towards her.
Minutes later, I was on my back, enjoying the wonderful sight of Penelope Cruz riding my cock. Her magnificent breasts, full and pointed, bounced slightly with every thrust forward on my cock, my hands squeezing them hard as I encouraged her to rock harder on my cock. Her long dark hair flowed behind her as she thrust onto me, her soft groans adding to the terrific moment. I clutched her breasts harder, squeezing them and pinching the nipples as her rocking motions increased in speed, my cock reaching all inside her. She screamed and arched her back as I shot my load, shaking her entire body before she collapsed onto me. I brushed at her long hair and whispered into her ear. "Listen carefully, Penelope. Listen very carefully........"
Penelope had just gotten out of the shower, wearing a pair of shorts and loose shirt when a pounding came from the door. Puzzled, she walked over and opened it, allowing Nicole to burst in. "What are you doing here?" Penelope demanded as Nicole slammed the door shut behind her.
"We're having this out here and now," Nicole answered. "I told myself the fault was Tom's, the fault was mine but kept right on forgetting that a lot of the fault lied with you."
"Oh, please," Penelope sniffed. "I didn't even have to do much, he seduced me."
"You wrecked my marriage!" Nicole screamed.
"No, I just gave it the final push, it was wrecked a long time before," Penelope pointed out.
Hissing, Nicole reached out, hands going right at Penelope's throat. Penelope pushed her away and Nicole pushed back. Hissing, Penelope grabbed a handful of hair, yanking on it. Nicole yelled then grabbed Penelope's hair and yanked it, causing Penelope to curse in Spanish. They each kicked at each other with little effect and smacked at the other with their free hands as they spun around, still grabbing the other's hair.
"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon," it was not.
The two eventually ended up in the bedroom, smashing each other into a wall and then moving over to the bed, falling on it. They ended up on their sides, still holding the other's hair, hissing at each other.
"Tramp!" Nicole yelled.
"Bitch!" Penelope screamed back in Spanish.
They looked each other in the eye and froze, each taken aback by the sudden arousal covering them. Without warning, they each moved in and kissed the other full on the lips, their tongues wrapping around, their hands falling from hair as they started to get into the kiss.
They finally broke off, looking at one another. "What was that?" Penelope whispered.
"I don't know," Nicole sighed, shaking her head. A slight smile came onto her face. "But I know I want to feel it again." And with that, she moved in and kissed Penelope even harder on the lips, Penelope closing her eyes and welcoming the kiss as they rolled on the bed.
Nicole knelt up to pull her dress up and over her head, exposing her lack of a bra, her pert breasts visible. She helped Penelope undo and then pull away her top and Nicole gasped at Penelope's breasts, so much larger than her own. Her hands automatically went to them, squeezing the mounds hard, causing Penelope to moan slightly. The Latin actress' hands were moving over to Nicole's panties, pushing them down to expose her nether regions. Nicole broke her hands away from Penelope's chest to do the same to her.
They took a moment to admire the other's naked body, Nicole's firm and limber, Penelope's shapely and provocative. "God," Nicole whispered. "I don't hate Tom now, I'm jealous. Why wouldn't he want you?"
"Funny," Penelope said, gazing at the glistening tuft in between Nicole's long legs. "I was just thinking he must have been an idiot to let you go." She reached up and brought Nicole down, the two enjoying another long and slow wet kiss, tongue wrapping back together as their hands ran over their bodies, Nicole sighing through the kiss as she felt Penelope's hands squeezing her ass. Penelope pushed Nicole's face down to her firm chest, letting Nicole nestle her face in between those luscious mounds. Her tongue flicked out, licking the nipples as she felt her hands move and push them together, kneading the breasts as she licked the erect nipples. Penelope groaned as she felt Nicole going at her tits, holding the redhead in so she could keep on doing it harder and faster.
After a few minutes of licking and rubbing Penelope's breasts, a sudden urge took hold of Nicole, as if she had heard an order and she moved her face down Penelope's body, kissing the flat stomach before coming down to her dark patch. Nicole's tongue slowly dragged along Penelope's bush, causing the Spanish woman to moan.
"No," Penelope suddenly said, breaking away. "What?" A confused Nicole asked. "Am I doing it wrong?"
"No, no, no," Penelope smiled. "I just prefer it the other way." She flipped onto her front, her round ass an open invitation that Nicole couldn't ignore. Smiling, the Australian moved in, pushing her face into the clit, licking at the pussy as her hands clamped onto Penelope's cheeks, parting them for her tongue. Penelope's moans came again as she felt Nicole's tongue lick away at her, the strokes coming more quickly and energetic as she licked at Penelope's ass. Penelope moved back and forth on the bed, loving how Nicole's tongue and hands worked away at her behind and pussy, much better than she thought. She gripped the edge of the bed for support, groaning in Spanish as she felt herself come, her juices flowing outward onto Nicole's waiting tongue, Nicole taking a few more moments to gorge herself on Penelope's ass before backing away.
Penelope smiled as she sat back up. "Not bad," she nodded, moving to Nicole. "Now let me show you how we do it in Spain." She pushed the other woman down and moved down her body, kissing each nipple before coming to Nicole's own red-haired pussy. Nicole gasped as she felt Penelope's tongue enter her and immediately go to work, much faster and better than Nicole had. Nicole leaned her head back, groaning as she felt incredible pleasure flowing through her body as Penelope licked away. Damn, if this was what Tom was getting, she envied him. Nicole's gasps grew louder and longer until finally, Penelope's tongue-work bore fruit and she felt herself coming onto Penelope's face, the dark skin marred by yellow juice that was licked and swallowed away. "God, that was wonderful," Nicole moaned.
"Not over yet," Penelope whispered as she spun onto Nicole's body, going to Nicole's clit while letting Nicole get at hers. I watched from the corner as the two went into a 69, putting on a damn good show. A shame they wouldn't remember it but I think this was a bit much to put onto both with relationships and such. They'd remember the hostile meeting but that was it. A shame, I thought as I watched them go at it. Two such fiery foreign ladies, they could have made a good couple themselves. For now, I'd just be satisfied with one night watching as hate turned to love.
THE END
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