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Seeing Red
By Anynom
(Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home.)
Author's Notes: Been wanting to do this for a while and recent events have inspired it more. Enjoy.
It's a numbers game that explains why redheads are so appealing. Due to an odd genetic quirk, only 4% of all women on Earth were full natural redheads, which
explained how they could get so much attention. And when they were placed in a setting where most women tended to be brown or black-haired, they stood out even more. Add in incredible beauty and even a bit of similarity in bodies and faces and you had a pair that got the attention of pretty much anyone, man or woman, at the Carribean resort.
One could perhaps be forgiven for believing that Angie Everhart and Angelica Bridges
were sisters. The similarities of the two were very striking. They were both tall and shapely, each with long red hair flowing past their shoulders, almost to the base of their spines in both cases. They had incredibly beautiful faces, with similar facial structures and smiles that could light up the room. Angie was a few years older but no less gorgeous, sharing with Angelica a great sexual energy that invigorated any room they were in.
It had been a purely chance meeting between the two. Angie had been sitting at the pool when a young man came up and asked if she could autograph his "Playboy." Used to this even a full year after her first nude spread had come out, Angie took the
magazine and was startled to see that instead of February 2000, the cover date was November, 2001 and the woman on the cover, despite the similarity, wasn't her.
Angie broke it gently to the man, who seemed confused, not understanding this since he had heard Angelica was staying at the resort. It was at that point that Angelica herself came to the pool area. Seeing Angie and the man, she stepped over and, smiling had taken the pen and autographed the magazine.
"Don't feel bad," she told the man, who was stunned at seeing the woman up close and
personal. "You're not the first to mix us up."
Stammering a thanks, the man left, letting Angelica to look at Angie, the two appraising each other for a few moments. "I guess I should be flattered he thought
I was you," Angelica said, unable to resist a slight feeling of jealousy towards the younger woman.
"Hey, don't go there," Angelica sighed as she took a seat next to her. "This morning,
some guy wanted me to autograph your spread. Imagine how I felt."
"Guess we do sort of look a lot alike," Angie smiled. "And we've both done the same sort of shows."
"Yeah, 'Baywatch,' and the whole gauntlet of syndicated shit," Angelica sighed, shaking her head.
"Hey, at least 'Baywatch' lasted more than two months," Angie said, referring to her
short-lived "Dream Team" series that was canceled by the time the "Playboy" article had come out. "Well, hopefully this new NBC 'Undercover' show will do something."
"Really?" Angelica said. "Any chance I can come by for a guest shot? The Lite ads don't pay as much as you think."
"Well, the magazine must have paid a lot," Angie remarked. "You look like someone
they've got a bunch of requests to have."
"True," Angelica shrugged. "Wonder if they knew I had done it for a British mag first. You saved it for them."
"Increases the cost," Angie shrugged. "Besides, it's always a great ego boost to know
you've got a best-selling issue out."
"Well, one thing I know we don't have in common," Angelica remarked.
"What?" Angie frowned.
Angelica grinned. "I never dated Howard Stern."
Angie had to laugh at that as she and Angelica got to talking, neither noticing how they had attracted the attention of a man who gazed at them with an appraising eye. An eye he hoped would soon witness some interesting sights.
With such similarities between them, it shouldn't have been such a surprise that Angie and Angelica hit it off well together, talking for a while and sharing some
of the horror stories of the business as well as a few tidbits of their experiences stripping naked for a camera crew. Seeing as how they were among the few single American women at the resort, the two decided to hook up again later than night to take in one of the shows at the resort's nightclub. Only they didn't exactly expect what show they were getting.
"They have got to be kidding," Angelica muttered as she heard the act announced. She
was wearing a light tan dress, the top showing off her generous breasts, her hair flowing around her face. "A hypnotist?"
"Don't look at me," Angie said defensively. She wore a darker dress, her cleavage not as prominent as the fact that the skirt ended above her knees to show off her long legs. One look and Angelica could tell that the rumored million-dollar insurance policy Angie had taken out on her legs was worth every penny. "I was just told this was a good show, I didn't know what it was."
Before Angelica could reply, the crowd began to applaud as the star of the show took the stage. He wasn't that impressive looking: A man of normal height and build with dark hair, tanned skin and beard, wearing a simple dark suit. "Good evening," he said in English laced with traces of an odd accent. "My name is Mysto."
"If that's his real name, I'm really a blonde," Angelica muttered, causing Angie to give an involuntary snort.
"I know many of you have questions about the powers of hypnosis," Mysto said. "I know
there are misconceptions and misbeliefs about it but I believe that I can show you this much better than I can simply tell it to you. All I need is some subjects."
His eyes gazed around the crowd, finally coming to rest on Angie and Angelica's table. "Will the two sisters come up please? The two there?"
"Oh, God," Angie moaned, closing her eyes and shaking her head. She was surprised to
see Angelica stand up. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Hey, eyes are on us, we've got to go up," Angelica shrugged. "Besides, it was your idea to come, you might as well reap what you sow."
Groaning, Angie stood up, the two hearing applause as they made their way onto the
stage. Each shook hands with Mysto, amazed at the piercing eyes and soothing feeling Mysto had up close. "Angie," Mysto said as the two introduced yourself. "And
Angelica? Your parents must be proud of two such fine daughters."
"We're not sisters," Angelica clarified. "Just friends."
"Oh, my mistake," Mysto said. "Well, I guess we should get started now. If the two of
you will just have a seat here, yes, that's right, just have a seat right here."
Angie and Angelica took seats on a pair of chairs next to each other, Mysto standing behind them. The two redheads shared a look just before a crystal dropped before them. Hung on a long chain, the crystal spun about, catching the glow from the various stagelights around them and reflecting them, facets of light playing on their faces.
"Just relax," Mysto said, his voice shifting to a deep monotone, his fingers working the chain, twisting the crystal so it played light along Angie and Angelica's faces. "Just relax, both of you just relax, just relax and watch the crystal, both of you just relax and watch the crystal. Just sit and relax and watch the crystal, just watch the crystal and relax, both of you just relax, just sit and watch the crystal and relax, both of you just try and relax, just try and relax."
Despite their initial nervousness, both Angelica and Angie were feeling a great relaxation come over both of them, their eyes fixed to the spinning crystal, watching flashes of light come off of it and into their eyes. As they watched the spinning crystal, they both remained hooked on Mysto's soft words, listening to his voice as he kept telling them to relax further and further, to just relax further and further as they watched the spinning crystal, their bodies relaxing more and
more as they listened and watched.
"Watch and listen, ladies, watch and listen. Watch the crystal as it spins, watch the crystal and listen to my voice, watch the crystal and listen to my voice. You're both starting to feel sleepy now, you're both starting to feel very sleepy, very, very sleepy, you're both starting to feel very, very sleepy, very sleepy, you're both so very sleepy right now, so very sleepy. Your eyes are sleepy, your minds are sleepy, your bodies are sleepy. As you watch the crystal spin around and around, around and around, you both feel so very sleepy, so very, very sleepy. Go to sleep, girls, just go to sleep, go into a nice deep sleep, a deep sleep."
As one, the two redheads closed their eyes with a little sigh, their bodies slumping
together as they fell into a trance. Mysto put away the crystal and bent down, whispering to them. "So sleepy, girls, you are both asleep now, both asleep and with every word you go deeper into this sleep, you go deeper and deeper into this sleep with every word I say, with every word you go deeper into this sleep, deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper, listening to every word I say, girls, listening to every word I say as you go deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper......"
The burst of applause caused Angelica to blink her eyes open as she started in her seat. She looked around and saw that she and Angie were seated back at their table, all eyes on them as smiles littered the room. Angie was shaking her head a bit, apparently coming out of her trance at the same time. She and Angelica looked at each other and each let out a little shriek as they realized they were wearing the other's outfit, Angelica's a bit tighter on Angie.
"Don't worry," a waiter smiled as he bent to the two. "He had you step backstage and undress in private and switch."
"Is that all he did?" Angelica said, glancing at her watch to realize that an hour had passed. She also realized that this was Angie's watch.
"You'll remember eventually," Mysto called out from the stage. "I think it's best you don't recall everything right now. Don't worry, though, you'll soon remember everything you did." Mysto hid a smile as he thought about how the two would also remember a few things without even knowing about it.......
The resort was quiet at night, most people in bed or at some of the clubs nearby. Besides the large main pool, there was a smaller pool near some of the guest villas which was little used during the day and thus was completely deserted at night. The sound of padding feet echoed through the silent courtyard as the redheaded woman stood at the edge of the pool. Taking a look around to make sure no one was watching, she undid her robe and let it drop, showing off her naked body. She dove into the water, feeling the cold liquid flow over her and let out a gasp as she came up. She turned over onto her back, her breasts sticking over the water's edge as she took in a breath of air, back stroking through the water, her red floating under her. Her strokes stopped when she suddenly felt herself touch someone soft and wet at her head.
With a light yell, Angie shot to her feet, spinning around to see Angelica standing in the shallow end of the pool. Apparently, she had just come up for air herself, her red hair plastered to her back as was Angie's. A mischievous look was on her face as she took in the startled Angie. "Hey," she smiled. "Guess I'm not the only one who wanted to get a fresh swim in."
"Well, I have done it before," Angie admitted, making herself stand up. If Angelica was going to stand there, her full and round breasts exposed, she would do the same, even if her breasts weren't quite as large but were well-pointed. "Just not for a while."
"Well, it gets a lot of funk out," Angelica nodded. "Especially after what happened."
"Don't remind me," Angie moaned. "God, I can't believe he had us acting like teenagers and thinking that fat guy was Tom Cruise."
"I can't believe he actually had us do a Baywatch 'run in slow motion' thing in front of everyone," Angelica sighed. "I thought I was so beyond that now."
"At least he got rid of the suggestions," Angie pointed out. "I couldn't live with barking every time someone asked for ketchup."
"I can imagine a few co-workers who would have loved to see me do jumping jacks every time someone sneezed," Angelica replied. She was silent for a long moment, as was Angie, both looking each other over again, only now much closer. Angelica's body was tanned and flawless, Angie's lighter and covered with freckles, which Angelica found a major turn-on. Hell, everything about Angie was turning her on right now, this woman so much like herself being so close, Angelica couldn't help but lick her lips a little at the sight.
Angie saw it and was glad that the water hid the fact that she was wet as hell between her legs. Angelica smoldered with sexual energy, and being wet just increased it. No wonder they wanted her on "Baywatch" so bad. Angie had been with women before during her various modeling tours but no one had turned her on like Angelica was doing right now.
"Well, I guess I'd better get back," Angie said, trying to keep her voice calm and even as she turned around and walked up the stairs. As she did, she made sure her hair was brushed aside to let Angelica get a view of not just her perfect ass but the dragon tattoo resting on the base of her spine.
That was it. The sight of that tattoo, as well as the ones on her inner ankles, was enough to make Angelica realize she wanted this woman and wanted her bad. Moving with speed, she pulled herself out of the pool and to Angelica. Pulling her around, she moved in and kissed the older woman hard on the mouth. Angie instantly answered back with the same passion she felt for Angelica, their tongues wrapping together, hands roaming over their wet bodies as their breasts pressed together.
Angie finally broke the kiss off. "Upstairs," she hissed.
"You don't wanna do it here?" Angelica asked, jerking her head towards the pool.
"Maybe later," Angie grinned. "I want to make love to you right."
Within a few moments, the two were in Angie's room, robes dropped right by the door as they went into another passionate kiss. They fell back onto the bed, Angelica on top, kissing as their red pussies rubbed together, tongue sliding around their mouths. Angelica pushed herself up, letting Angie lick at her breasts, rubbing the full mounds together, tickling the nipples with her tongue as Angelica moaned.
"You've done this before, haven't you?" Angelica groaned as Angie kneaded and licked her breasts.
"A few times," Angie replied with a smile. "You?"
In answer, Angelica pushed her down and then sat her pussy onto Angie's face, the older redhead wasting no time going at her, tongue reaching in and licking at Angelica's red-haired lips. Angelica rocked herself on top of Angie, her breasts reaching up and rubbing at her own breasts as Angie's tongue went at her. She gasped as she suddenly felt Angie's hands reach around and part her cheeks, fingers sliding around her asshole as she rubbed the cheeks hard. Angelica's moans grew, her breasts pressing together harder as she felt Angie lap away at her pussy while fingering her ass.
Angelica kept on rubbing her tits, her nipples red with excitement as Angie gave her an incredible experience, the fingering and licking combining with the arousal and feelings Angelica was giving herself so that soon she was coming. She arched back, her breasts clutched hard as she felt herself start to give a little. Knowing she was reaching the high point, Angie stabbed her finger into Angelica's ass, squeezed the cheeks and shot her tongue up into her pussy. That did it. With a cry, Angelica came, her juices splashing down onto Angie's face, staining her red hair with yellow drops as she orgasmed.
As soon as she was able to, Angie pushed Angelica off of her, heaving with the breath of satisfaction. She closed her eyes and moaned as she felt Angelica go to her, her hands squeezing Angie's breasts, the round breasts soon being rubbed nicely as Angelica let her tongue drag over each nipple in turn. Angie sighed, already imagining having Angelica's face in her pussy, her million dollar legs wrapped around that red hair and holding her in tight to eat her out.
Without warning, Angelica rolled Angie onto her stomach. Before Angie could ask what was going on, Angelica's face moved down, her mouth encircling Angie's dragon tattoo, her hands reaching down to cup and squeeze her cheeks, causing Angie to gasp in pleasure at the movements.
"This is so hot," Angelica sighed as she licked the dragon.
"It's my guardian angel," Angie got out, her hair flowing around her as she moaned at Angelica's licks.
"Let me take that job for a while," Angelica said as she slid her face down, tongue and lips dragging from the tattoo to Angie's ass. Kissing each cheek, she moved in and started to lick at Angie's pussy from behind.
Angie's groans grew louder as she began to shuffle herself up and down, breasts pressing on the sheets as Angelica's face and tongue worked at her ass. Angelica's hands parted the cheeks to let her tongue get better access at Angie's pussy, the squeezes she gave the ass giving Angie greater pleasure. Her tongue was working furiously on Angie, showing she had some experience with lesbian encounters as well. Angie wasn't arguing, her mouth in an "o" as a constant moan let loose from her lips, Angelica's tongue and hands working furiously at her behind, a few fingers sliding into her lips to help Angelica out. No female lover had made Angelica feel like this and with a cry of absolute ecstasy, she felt herself let loose, erupting her juices onto Angelica's waiting face.
The two lay together, curled in each other's arms, kissing each other. "God, that was so fucking hot!" Angelica gasped. She saw Angie frowning and was taken aback. "What?"
"It's just------" Angie bit her lip. "You don't think Mysto....hypnotized us into feeling this way, do you?"
Angelica thought about it for a moment and then looked down. "Know something? Right now.....he could hypnotize us into doing it in front of the whole hotel restaurant and I don't care. I just want to feel you so bad."
"Okay," Angie smiled back. "Guess I can live with that." With that, she kissed Angelica again, their arousal coming back on. They rolled about with Angelica on top, moving them into a 69. As they started to lick at each other, in the next room, the man listening and watching through a secret camera was making a note. In front of the hotel restaurant. That wasn't bad, Mysto thought with a smile. Whoever said "better dead than red" had obviously never beheld a sight such as this.
THE END?
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