Date: Wed, 29 Jan 2003 20:50:21 -0500
From: KMB2476@aol.com
Subject: The Harem: Chapter 11 Part 4

This is part 4 of Harem Chapter 11.  Please don't read this before you read
the other parts in their correct order.  It upsets me when you read out of
order.  Please send feedback to KMB2476@aol.com


Alyson groaned as she reached over and grabbed the pill she was reaching
for.  It wasn't anything stronger than aspirin, but to her it was like a
miracle drug.  She'd had these headaches ever since she'd come out of her
coma, and a plain old aspirin at least made things so that she could
function normally.

	The headaches were getting better at least.  With every passing day
they got less severe and the doctors assured her that soon they would be
gone.  The doctors told her again and again how lucky she was and Alyson
didn't doubt that for a second.  They said she was fortunate to not have
suffered a skull fracture or lapsed into a longer coma.  Alyson had never
thought she'd be happy to know she suffered an intercranial bleed, but the
alternative was too horrible to consider.

	Alyson hadn't told anyone, but these last few nights when she'd
been in the hospital she would lie awake, terrified that she had suffered
some kind of brain damage that the doctors hadn't detected yet.  She was
afraid to tell her family or her friends this, but she was quizzing herself
every day on things to see if she was still sharp.  She strove to see if
she remembered things like multiplication tables, old boyfriends and state
capitals.  So far she hadn't found any problems, but that didn't stop her
from worrying.  She didn't want to be damaged.  She wanted things to be
like they were before that night.

	That night.  Alyson was having nightmares about it.  That was
something she had shared with her doctors and she had already consulted
with one of the hospital's psychiatrists about them.  The shrink seemed
nice enough, but she couldn't give Alyson the personal attention she
needed.  Alyson knew she was going to have to find herself some
professional help when she was released.  She dreaded the thought of seeing
a shrink, but she knew she had to.  She just felt so nervous and edgy and
the nightmares were no picnic.  She wanted them to go away and the sooner
the better.

	She didn't like thinking about what happened...not when the
memories were so fresh and the wound on her head so sore.  Alyson was just
happy Sarah was ok.  Alyson couldn't help but think that her lie on the
witness stand had set Rick off, but she didn't dwell on that.  What was
important was that Sarah was ok, she was going to be ok and that Rick was
in protective custody with a broken skull thanks to some hard contact with
a concrete surface and the bat he'd used on her.

	Alyson had spent all her nights since then in the hospital.  The
doctors didn't think she was in any immediate danger, but they had wanted
to keep monitoring her.  They wanted to make sure the swelling in her brain
was continuing to shrink.  The more it did, the less she would have these
headaches.  Alyson had grown quite accustomed to this hospital room, but
that didn't mean she liked it here.  She hated being poked and prodded all
the time and she hated these fucking hospital gowns.  Alyson thought she
had a pretty good ass, but she sure as hell didn't want to be showing it
off all the time.

	At least they were releasing her today.  After all she'd been
through, her home was going to look mighty comforting.  She couldn't wait
to sleep in her own bed again.  Even if she did have another nightmare, it
wasn't going to feel quite as bad.  She felt safe in her house and she
desperately wanted to get back there.

	Her friends and family had been so supportive of her through all
this.  Even though it was overwhelming sometimes to have all the people
around her, she definitely appreciated it.  It made her feel so good to
know that many people loved her and cared about how she was doing.  Of
course it was the presence of special friends like Sarah that carried the
most weight.  Sarah had helped nurse Alyson back to health with promises of
what they were all going to do to her when they got her back to the
mansion.

	Thinking of all those hot fantasies really had Alyson ready to get
back to her old life.  It was better than any dumb physical rehab.  That
was for sure.  Sarah had been a great deal of support and so had the other
girls at the mansion and former co-stars like Charisma Carpenter and Eliza
Dushku.  Alyson had even gotten a few visits from her old "American Pie"
co-stars.

	When Mena Suvari and Shannon Elizabeth had told her what had gone
on with Tara in that hotel room, Alyson had nearly passed out.  She had
never thought Tara was the type to go for something like that.  Now she
wasn't quite sure what to do with the blonde party girl.  Should she bring
her over to the mansion to introduce to Sarah and everyone?  Or should she
see how far Tara would be willing to go with her, Mena and Shannon.  Both
possibilities were yummy and had Alyson eagerly awaiting getting the hell
out of here.

	She didn't have much to pack up, so getting all her things together
didn't take much time.  The doctors still had a few things to check out on
her, so Alyson had grudgingly agreed to continue wearing the hospital gown
until everything was official.  She just wished Sarah had a chance to see
her home and maybe even give her a little "welcome home" present.

She knew that Sarah would have been there if she could, so she wasn't hurt
by her absence.  Sarah needed to be on that flight to New York and Alyson
never would have let her blow off a potentially big movie just so she could
see her home from the hospital.  Alyson knew they'd have a chance to be
together again...and soon.  They'd been through so much together and Alyson
was so happy that Sarah had been the first person she'd seen when she'd
awoken.

Even though she couldn't leave quite yet, Alyson was throwing her things in
her suitcase in anticipation of being able to leave.  She was going stir
crazy in this place.  The few times she'd been outside the past few days
for fresh air had been heavenly and Alyson felt very constricted by the
four walls of her room.  At least she hadn't had a roommate.  Alyson
supposed that was one of the perks of celebrity.

The redhead was about to finish gathering her stuff when she suddenly heard
a throat clearing behind her and a female voice.

"Where do you think you're going?" Alyson heard.  She instantly recognized
the voice and she turned and smiled.

"I said, where do you think you're going?" Charisma Carpenter asked.  "I
don't think you're cleared to leave yet.  Not planning on an escape or
anything, are you?"

"Maybe," Alyson replied slyly.  "Why, are you planning on stopping me?"

"Well I happen to know all your secrets now Aly," Charisma grinned.  "So I
think I can coax you into staying."

"I'm sure you could," Alyson agreed before hugging her former co-star.

"How are you Aly?" Charisma inquired.

"Eager to get home," Alyson answered.  "I can't spend one more second here.
I'll probably go crazy if I do."

"Well we can't have that," Charisma said.  "I want you nice and sane."

"Me too," Alyson said.  "So what made you want to come down here today?"

"Sarah sent me," Charisma said.  She fidgeted a little in the long navy
blue coat she wore.  It obscured most of her body and Charisma looked eager
to take it off.  Alyson wasn't used to seeing her friend dressed like that,
but she didn't say anything.

"Really?  What for?" Alyson asked.

"Just to make sure you got what you needed, I guess," Charisma said a
little nervously.  She was about to say more, but she noticed Alyson's
attention was elsewhere.  She was staring at herself in the mirror and
Charisma could easily see what had caught her eye.  Alyson's red locks were
almost gone.  They had shaved her head before the surgery and, even though
some hair had grown back since then, it was still a mighty close crop and
you could easily see the incision they had had to make in her head for the
surgery.

Alyson looked so sad staring at herself that Charisma immediately came up
from behind her and tenderly kissed her neck while encircling her arms
around her stomach.

"You look beautiful, Aly," Charisma assured her friend.

"I look like the girl from the first Star Trek movie," Alyson sighed as she
touched the patches bare scalp that were clearly evident.

"I never saw that, but I'm sure you don't," Charisma stated.  "You look
fine.  Besides, all that matters is that you're alive.  I think you look
beautiful."

"Thank you," Alyson said gratefully, turning her head to meet her friend's.
Even though they weren't in the most private of places, Alyson still kissed
Charisma warmly on the lips.  Her hair was going to grow back, but it was
going to take time.  Until then, she guessed she was going to be wearing a
lot of baseball caps in public.

"So did Sarah send you to make sure I got home ok?" Alyson asked, still a
little unclear as to why Charisma was here.

"Sort of," Charisma grinned.

"What?" Alyson asked.  "Why are you being so vague?"

"Cause Sarah sent me over to make sure ALL your needs were being taken care
of," Charisma giggled, checking to make sure the door was closed behind her
before dropping her coat.  Alyson gasped in happy surprise when she saw
what was underneath.

"Just call me Nurse Charisma," the dirty blonde smiled as Alyson's eyes
worked over her outfit.  It was a nurse's outfit cut in all the right
places.  Charisma had seen it once at Frederick's of Hollywood and she had
saved it for the perfect moment.  This was as close to perfect as things
were going to get.  The top buttons of the uniform were open and the white
bra underneath pushed Charisma's already large breasts up to a delicious
display of cleavage.  The skirt showed off Charisma's beautiful legs and
the outfit was complete right down to the white stockings and garters that
Alyson could see her friend was wearing.

"Oh...my...God..." Alyson grinned.

"So, why don't you tell the nurse just where it hurts," Charisma offered as
she approached Alyson and kissed her passionately.

"Ooooooh nurse...it hurts everywhere," Alyson giggled, losing herself in
the fantasy.  "My body needs a total examination."

Charisma responded by kissing Alyson again and loving the feel of the
redhead's tongue in her mouth.  It had been Sarah's idea for her to pay
Alyson a special visit, but the nurse's outfit had been all her thinking.
Ever since she had had that naughty sleepover with Alyson and Sarah,
Charisma had been burning with desire for other women.  She hadn't been
with any girls since that night, but she had sure thought about it.  She
had fantasized about friends, co-stars and, in her naughtiest moment, even
a cousin of hers.  Charisma loved what Sarah and Alyson had done to her and
she was thinking about nothing but girls these days.

Of course thinking about something wasn't nearly as much fun as doing it,
so Charisma had immediately agreed to Sarah's request.  She was dying to
feel the touch and the kiss of another woman, but today her pleasure wasn't
her priority.  Charisma wanted Alyson to feel good and she was going to do
everything she could to make sure that happened.

"Well why don't you get on the bed so I can get a look at you," Charisma
offered and Alyson took her hand and lead her there.  Before Alyson had
hated this bed, now she was looking at it in a whole new light.  Alyson
couldn't believe this.  This was just what she needed.  Sarah always knew
just what to get her for Christmas and she was planning on enjoying this
gift.  She did have one concern though.

"What...what if someone walks in?" Alyson asked, but Charisma silenced her
fears with another sizzling kiss to her lips.  That shut Alyson right up
and the subject wasn't discussed again.  They were both a little nervous
about some doctor or nurse walking in on them like this, but that was part
of the turn on.  Both Alyson and Charisma were willing to take the risk,
especially when the reward could be so sweet.

Alyson sat herself down on the bed and her "nurse" stood above her, eyeing
her sexy patient.

"Let me get a look at you," Charisma said.  "That gown will just have to
come off."

"Anything you say nurse," Alyson smiled.  She loved role-playing and she
was so horny right now.  All these nights without any attention hadn't been
fun.  She needed some tender loving care and who better to give that to her
than a sexy nurse?

Reaching back, Alyson undid the knot on her gown and pulled it over her
head, exposing her naked body.  She was definitely looking forward to this
examination and she hoped it was a comprehensive one.  Her strength still
wasn't all the way back and she did get easily tired these days, but she
figured she would be able to muster up enough strength for this.

Charisma grinned in delight when she saw her friend's bare body.  It had
been so hard to not just grab her when she walked in.  The anticipation was
making it better though.  Charisma also enjoyed role-playing and Aly was
going to be one hot patient.  Her red bush had grown during her stay in the
hospital to a healthy tuft of hair.  She was gorgeous and Charisma felt
herself getting so wet under her uniform.

"So where does it hurt Aly?" Charisma asked.  "Does it hurt here?"

Charisma's hands then moved right onto Alyson's bare breasts and squeezed
them firmly.  Alyson moaned at the contact against her body and she
enthusiastically nodded her head.

"Yesss nurse Charisma," Alyson sighed.  "It hurts there.  But you're making
them feel sooooooo much better."

"Good," Charisma said before pushing her mouth down onto Alyson's tits and
beginning to suck on them.  "The pleasure of our patients is our number one
priority."

Alyson happily groaned as Charisma's mouth sucked on her nipples.  All
those lonely nights here in bed longing for the touch of a lover had lead
right up to this.  She had fingered herself to sleep on more than one
occasion here, but that was nothing compared to this.  Charisma was such a
fast learner with this stuff.  When she and Sarah had seduced her, Charisma
had been nervous at first but soon she had been an eager little sex bunny.
It was good to see that eagerness had only increased in the time they'd
been apart.

Seeing Alyson's pale skin grow all flushed with desire was a real turn on
for Charisma.  She could feel her lover's nipples grow hard from her mouth
and she could smell the sexy musk of her arousal.  Charisma had longed to
do this for weeks now and knowing how bad Alyson needed this only fueled
her onward.  She had been devastated and terrified when she had heard what
had happened to Sarah and Alyson that night and knowing they were going to
be ok had Charisma in a very celebratory mood.  She only wished Sarah was
here to help her.

"Does that feel better now Aly?" Charisma asked, pulling away from Alyson's
chest.  "I hope it doesn't hurt so much anymore."

"Please...more..." Alyson moaned.  "Make me feel good nurse.  Play with my
tits.  Suck on my nipples.  Mmmmm please..."

Charisma wasn't sure if it was part of her oath as a nurse to make her
patients wet, but she was certainly willing to do whatever it took in this
case.  She didn't go too hard after Alyson.  She was firm, but gentle as
she moved her head back to her breasts.  Charisma sucked on Alyson's
nipples, teasing the tips with wet tongue strokes and kissing all over the
firm mounds of flesh.

As the pleasure filled her still sore body, Alyson couldn't decide what she
liked more, having Charisma's warm mouth on her tits or being able to look
straight down her nurse's uniform.  Alyson did have an excellent view of
Charisma's cleavage from her position and she could probably see right down
to her panties.  Alyson was totally in lust with this outfit, but as much
as she liked seeing it on Charisma she knew she'd like it a lot more seeing
her out of it.  Alyson grabbed onto Charisma and pulled her up for a kiss.

	"Is there something my patient wants?" Charisma asked after letting
Alyson suck on her tongue for a few hot moments.

	"Please nurse, take off your uniform..." Alyson requested.

	"Gosh...I don't know..." Charisma replied, playing her role to the
hilt.  "I mean that isn't proper procedure.  If my supervisor saw me out of
my nurse's uniform I would surely be punished."

	"Please nurse," Alyson pouted, also playing up her sexy patient
role.  "I just feel so uncomfortable being naked in front of you.  I mean
you can see my tits and my pussy and I can't see any of you.  If you got
naked for me that would make me feel oh so much better.  I would feel much
less shy."

	"Well...I suppose what's best for the patient is what's important,"
Charisma said, unable to restrain the grin that was crossing her lips.  She
would have been perfectly happy servicing Alyson while still in her
uniform, but naked was always better.

	"Oh yesss...get naked for me nurse," Alyson urged.  She lay back in
her bed and opened her legs to touch herself as Charisma stepped back and
began to undo her white uniform.

	Charisma stole a few nervous glances toward the door as she did
this, but seeing Alyson naked in her bed touching her pussy was enough to
assure her this was going to be worth it.  She did a slow, sexy grind for
her audience, unbuttoning her uniform and exposing more of her cleavage
with every motion.  Soon she had opened enough buttons to expose the lacy,
white bra she had on underneath and show how her dark nipples were already
straining against it.  It wasn't a full on strip show, but Charisma knew a
lot about how to dance sexy and she was giving Alyson quite a show.

	With every little bit of exposed flesh, Alyson found herself
getting wetter.  The aspirin she had taken before was really kicking in
now, so her headache was a distant memory for now.  Alyson didn't want to
take her eyes off her sexy friend and she rubbed her pussy slowly, teasing
herself and making sure she was plenty wet for what she knew was to come.

	It was hard for Charisma to concentrate on stripping because she
was almost too distracted by the sight of Alyson lying there with her legs
spread, touching herself.  It wasn't like she could tell her to stop
though, so she pressed on.  Shooting Alyson lustful gazes the whole way,
Charisma pushed off the top of her uniform off her shoulders and let it
fall around her waist.  She then extended her left leg and perched it on
Alyson's bed so she could stare at it as she reached around back to unzip
her skirt.

	When Charisma pulled her leg off the bed, it was only to allow the
uniform to fall off her body and onto the floor.  Charisma then stepped out
of it and stood before Alyson a vision in white lace.  She had on a
beautiful lace bra and panties set and Alyson couldn't stop staring at her
white stockings and garters.  Even Charisma's heels were white!  Alyson
loved it and she let her friend know it.

	"So sexy," Alyson gasped, moaning as she hit a sensitive spot on
her pussy.  "Such a good nurse..."

	"Does the patient want to see more?" Charisma seductively asked as
she began to slowly reach for her bra.

	"Yesss...much more..." Alyson answered with a soft moan of desire.

	Charisma's bra was one that hooked in the front so she just reached
up and undid the clasp, pulling it open and letting her large breasts fall
free.  They jiggled as Charisma discarded the bra and Alyson moaned again
upon seeing her friend's tits.

	"Patient exhibits sign of drooling," Charisma teased.  "Maybe I
should stop..."

	"No!  More!  Please more!" Alyson insisted.  She was in such a lust
haze right now watching Charisma get naked for her.  It was almost like the
attack had never happened now.  She was right back where she was before
that night.  "Show me your pussy Charisma!  Please!"

	"That's Nurse Charisma," the dirty blonde corrected.  But even
Alyson breaking character was enough for her to reach up for her panties.
She was about to push them down, but she stopped and instead began to touch
herself through them.

	"I'm so wet for you Alyson," Charisma said, rubbing her pussy as
she did so.  "I shouldn't be getting wet for my patients, but I can't help
it when I'm around you.  You're such a sexy little patient Aly and you make
my pussy drip!"

	"Show me nurse," Alyson ordered.  "Show me your pretty nurse pussy
and let me see how wet I got you!"

	Charisma was almost having too much fun rubbing herself through her
panties to take them off, but she couldn't turn down her needy patient.
Why, that would have been downright criminal.  She turned around and bent
over slightly, making sure Alyson was staring right at her ass while she
peeled off her panties.  She pushed them off her body slowly and
tantalizingly, filling her patient with lustful hunger as her ass was
exposed.

	Alyson didn't have the strength yet to be able to leap off the bed,
but if she had she might have had to get down there and sink her teeth into
Charisma's beautiful bare ass.  During the night she had spent with her and
Sarah they had both used their tongues, fingers and even a toy or two on
Charisma's butt and neither of them could get enough of it.  Now Alyson
felt all those lustful feelings come roaring back.  Charisma looked so sexy
twirling around give Alyson a full view of her exposed naughty parts.  Her
trimmed dark bush and her wet pussy looked so yummy and Charisma's outfit
accentuated everything.  So when she reached up for her white garter belt,
Alyson stopped her.

	"No!  Don't!" Alyson requested, casing Charisma to look up in
surprise.  "Leave them on.  Your garters, leave them on.  The stockings
too."

	Charisma smiled when she saw the lust that filled Alyson's eyes.
She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and she had to admit she did
look pretty good standing there naked except for her white heels, garters
and stockings.  And whatever Alyson wanted was just fine with Charisma.

	"Do you like?"  Charisma asked, running her hands over her breasts
and down her flat stomach toward her wetness.  "Are you feeling better
now?"

	"Fuck yes I like," Alyson hissed.  "But it still hurts.  Nurse, I
need you.  I need you to make me feel good."

	"Where does it hurt Aly?" Charisma asked, sitting down on the
hospital bed, right beside Alyson. "Tell me.  Tell your nurse so I can make
it all better."

	"Ohhhh nurse Charisma it hurts right here..." Alyson said,
spreading her legs again and pointing to her sex.  "My pussy hurts sooo
bad."

	"How does it hurt?" Charisma asked, kissing between Alyson's
breasts and moving down the pale flesh of her stomach.  Sarah had told her
that Alyson's stomach was a secret erogenous zone so she kissed her
everywhere on it, lavishing attention on her tummy.

	"Mmmm it aches," Alyson groaned, Charisma's kisses to her stomach
getting her so worked up.  Not many people ever paid attention to her there
except for Sarah and apparently she had shared that secret with their
former co-star.  "My pussy is so hot and wet for you nurse Charisma.  I
need you to help me."

	"And what would you like me to do to you?" Charisma asked, her
tongue tickling Alyson's belly as she got ever so closer to her dripping
sex.

	"Kiss it," Alyson moaned.  "Kiss my pussy and make it all better."

	"That's just the treatment I had in mind," Charisma grinned.  She
teased Alyson a little bit more by licking at her thighs, but she didn't
leave her wanting for long.  She moved her lips to Alyson's pussy and did
just what she had been asked.

	"Ooooooh..." Alyson cried softly as Charisma kissed her pussy.  She
felt so good there with her soft lips and eager tongue.  Alyson knew the
hardest part of this was going to be restraining herself.  Normally she was
very vocal in her orgasms, but this was not a place where she could do
that.  Crying out loudly here would have sent in a team of nurses and
doctors thinking she was in the throes of death, not orgasm.  For once, she
was going to have to be quiet.

	"Yesssss nurse yessss..." Alyson hissed through her gritted teeth.
"Taste my pussy.  Taste how wet I am.  Ohhhhh I've needed this for so
long!"

	Alyson's need was certainly obvious to her nurse.  They had fucked
so many times that first night, but Charisma had never seen Alyson's pussy
as wet as it was now.  She could taste Alyson before she even got her mouth
on her.  The flavor of Alyson's juices was just as good as she had
remembered it and Charisma was quickly lapping away at the redhead's fiery
hot pussy.

	Hearing Alyson muzzle her cries while she licked her was doing
wonders for Charisma's own arousal.  She could feel the hot juices from her
pussy beginning to drip a little down her legs so she decided to do
something about that.  While not slowing any of her licks, Charisma reached
between her own legs and began to touch herself.  She started by sliding
her fingers all over her slit.  She stroked her wet labia up and down, side
to side and whichever way made her hot.  She was getting so wet that soon
enough Charisma's fingers just slipped inside and she quickly had two
fingers pushing into her cunt while she ate her patient out.

	If all the nurses had been this good to her, Alyson never would
have wanted to leave the hospital.  Unfortunately, the nurses were neither
this friendly nor this attractive.  At least she had Charisma now.  As her
horny tongue really began working her up, Alyson wondered if Charisma was
interested in doing home care.

	"Ughhhhhhh yesssss!!!" Alyson groaned as Charisma's tongue began to
flicker against her clit.  She wanted to scream out so badly and knowing
she couldn't do it, only made her want to do it more.  Alyson began to wish
she had something to cover her mouth, like a dripping wet pussy for her to
push her tongue into.  Too bad Charisma couldn't have brought Eliza Dushku
with her so they could have had themselves one hot little Buffy reunion.

	"Fuck me nurse!  Fuck me!" Alyson urged.  This really was what she
needed more than anything.  All the medicine and all the therapy in the
world weren't going to get her back to 100% like massive doses of sexual
pleasure was.  "Fuck your slutty patient!"

	"Mmmm yesssssss that's just what you are," Charisma grinned with
her sexy, shiny face.  "A slutty little patient!  Everyone in the hospital
is talking about what naughty girl you are.  Eating every sexy nurse's
pussy and crawling into the beds of every hot girl in the hospital.  Now
you've got me.  You're a slutty patient and I'm just your naughty nurse in
my garters and stockings eating your sweet pussy!"

	Hearing Charisma talk like that almost made Alyson come right then
and there.  She needed this orgasm.  She just couldn't satisfy herself with
her fingers and nothing made her come harder than a female tongue.  She
could already feel her body getting close to orgasm.  She usually liked
holding out longer and drawing out the pleasure until her body was almost
shaking with need, but these were special circumstances.

	Not only did the both of them know that the longer they took, the
greater the chances of discovery were, but Alyson really really really
needed this orgasm and didn't want to wait.  She could make herself hold
out and draw out the pleasure another day, but this orgasm was weeks in the
making and all the pleasure she had been building up and holding dormant
was not going to be denied.  Alyson could feel her insides churn in
rapture.  It wasn't going to be long now.  She just had to have Charisma
keep licking her.

	"Please Charisma...make me come..." Alyson begged.  "I'm so fucking
wet for you!  Please make me come!  You have no idea how bad I need this!
I need to come hard!  Let me come Charisma...let me come and soak your
beautiful face with my girl cream!"

	That was such an appealing notion that Charisma let Alyson forget
to call her "nurse" without calling her on it.  Charisma had a much better
tongue lashing in store for Alyson.  Her swollen clit was certainly
throbbing with need and Charisma zeroed in on it.  She had already gotten
plenty of tongue action in on Alyson's pink recesses.  Now it was time to
focus solely on her clit and get her horny patient off.

	"Ohhhhhhhh fuck yes!!!" Alyson cried out.  She was getting too loud
so she grabbed her pillow and pressed it to her lips.  She screamed out her
frenzied cries of pleasure and lewd profanities of encouragement into the
pillow, soaking it with her saliva and pressing it as close to her mouth as
she could without smothering herself.

	Charisma looked up from Alyson's pussy to see her do this to
herself and she smiled.  She loved knowing she was driving Alyson into such
a frenzy that she had to resort to something like that.  She couldn't thank
Alyson and Sarah enough for showing her how good it could be with another
woman, but she planned on paying them back by making them come as often as
she could.  She wanted Alyson to come and cream her face just like she
promised she would.

	Fortunately, with Alyson's pussy right in her face, Charisma didn't
have the same concerns her patient did about keeping quiet.  She continued
to finger herself and just screamed out her pleasure right into Aly's
wetness.  The closer she got the redhead to orgasm, the closer Charisma got
herself.  She wanted them to come at the same time.  She wanted to feel
close to her brave friend.  She wanted her to know how much she cared for
her and how happy she was to see her again.  Charisma couldn't think of a
better way than this to make her see all of that.

	"Mmmmmmm Charisma...yessss baby...ooooooooh gonna come...please
more...soooo close..." Alyson whimpered, the pillow now pushed off to the
side as she got closer and closer to ecstasy.  She could feel her skin
tingle and all the nerves in her body were on edge.  She wanted it so bad
and while it seemed so close, it also seemed like she'd never reach it.

	Charisma responded to these cries by increasing the speed of her
tongue strokes against Alyson's clit.  She was still plenty new at this,
but the principle was simple.  She had Alyson's clit right where she wanted
it and she was going to lick it hard until she came.  She let her tongue
fly against her pleasure center, letting her juices soak her face in
anticipation of the orgasm to come.

	Alyson was curling her toes in the edgy anticipation of her own
orgasm.  She was gripping onto the white pillow case so hard that she
thought her nails might rip through the material.  She felt the pleasure
build and build and her body began to experience the slight tremors that
always came before the really good part.  The real shaking was so close she
could feel it already and when Charisma gave her clit a hard suck with her
lips, it was go time.

	"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Alyson screamed right into the
pillow, which she quickly brought to her face again.  The muffling action
of the pillow was the only thing that prevented the entire hospital from
knowing exactly what was going on in here.  Alyson kept the pillow right to
her mouth as she cried and roared her ecstasy.

	Charisma's fingers did their job then too and she came as well,
just as Alyson's cream was covering her tongue and feeding her the sweet
treat she'd lusted after for so long.  The walls of Charisma's pussy
contracted around her two fingers, making it a wonderfully tight squeeze as
her own juice dripped down and stained her white stockings.  She kept
fingering herself as she cried out into Alyson's pussy.  This wasn't as
good as it would have been if Aly's tongue had been inside her, but it was
enough for Charisma.

	The sheets of her bed were now stained with pussy cream from both
girls, but Alyson didn't care.  She was so out of here.  Let them think
whatever they wanted.  She was having fun and she was alive.  That was all
that mattered.

	"Mmmmm that was just what I needed, you naughty little nurse you,"
Alyson sighed happily as she welcomed Charisma into her arms.  The two
girls kissed and caressed each other, their bare breasts rubbing together
and their passions mixing into one.  "So do you accept a check for your
services or would you prefer I just jam my tongue into your pussy?"

	"Oh no...this was all about you," Charisma declared.  "Don't worry
about me."

	"But...but...I want to," Alyson replied, confused.  She wasn't used
to being rejected when she offered her tongue to someone.  "Don't you want
me to go down on you?  Was I not good the last time?  I can be better...I
totally promise I can."

	Charisma was a bit surprised at how quickly Alyson could change
from a confident sex goddess to a stammering little cutie.  It was one of
the things that made her so irresistible though.  She quieted her
insecurities with a kiss.

	"Of course I want to, but I am under strict orders for you to take
it easy," Charisma explained.  "So I don't want you straining yourself.  I
can take care of my needs just fine.  In fact I already did.  Here,
taste..."

	Charisma then offered her juice covered fingers for Alyson to
sample and she eagerly did, licking them clean and enjoying the taste of
her friend.

	"I can do you too," Alyson insisted when she was done with her
snack.  "I'm not going to break."

	"I have my strict orders," Charisma promised.  "Sarah wants to make
sure you get plenty of rest.  Believe me, you're going to get your chance.
You're under my care now Aly.  I'm going to be making sure you have all my
nursing skills at your disposal while you're recovering and when you're
ready you're going to have all the pussy you could lick and more."

	That certainly sounded more than fair to Alyson and she let
Charisma know with a hot kiss.  Her recovery was looking like fun already.
With her sexy nurse by her side, Alyson knew she'd be all better in no
time.

* * * * *

	As Charisma made sure Alyson was getting what Sarah longed to give
her, the sexy slayer was walking back to her room, still worried about her
talk with Rose.  Sarah had decided to keep the substance of her talk with
Rose to herself.  It wouldn't have done any good for there to be more girls
fussing over her.  Besides Sarah knew Love would have been sick with worry
if Sarah told her what she was thinking.

	When Rose had shown up in her hospital room after being gone all
day, Sarah was hopeful that the demons that had caused her to shun her
friends were dealt with.  But they hadn't been.  They only seemed worse.
Rose felt so far away.

Sarah wished that there were something that could snap her out of it.  She
wanted Rose to feel safe and loved here.  Having her hiding in her room and
sleeping all day wasn't healthy for any of them and Sarah began to wonder
if Rose was some kind of schizophrenic or manic depressive or something.
She was no psychiatrist and her experience in the diagnosis of problems was
restricted to watching daily helpings of Oprah and Dr. Phil.

	So Sarah had no evidence to back any of her concerns up.  She just
had the concerns themselves.  The dizzying highs and now the crushing lows
she saw Rose go through didn't seem normal and Sarah was worried.  Even
though she didn't always see eye to eye with Rose on how to go about
things, Sarah cared for her deeply as a friend and as a lover.  If Rose
needed help, then Sarah wanted to make sure she got it.  But Rose had to
ask for it first.  She couldn't be forced.

	Maybe in the end, there was no deep problem with Rose.  Maybe she
was what she was and she would break out of this funk like anybody broke
out of a bad mood.  Sarah just didn't know and the not knowing was the
worst part.  She just wanted her friend back.

	Sarah did have a plane to catch in a few hours, so she had to keep
her eye on the ball.  She was beginning to consider not going, but Rose
would have resented that.  She wouldn't have wanted everyone worrying about
her, even though they all did.  Before Sarah could consider this any
further she ran into a pleasant distraction in the hallway.

	"Hey," Sarah said, greeting her returning housemate.

	"Hey yourself," Jennifer replied with a dreamy smile.  She was
walking like she was floating.  Something good had definitely happened to
her and Sarah wanted to know what it was.

	"What's that all about?" Sarah inquired.

	"What's what all about?" Jennifer replied, acting coy.

	"Don't give me that," Sarah shot back.  "I know that look.  I've
had it myself a bunch of times.  What did you do Jennifer?"

	"Lil ol me?" Jennifer grinned, enjoying keeping Sarah in the dark.

	"Yeah, lil ol you," Sarah said, crossing her arms over her chest
and letting Jennifer know she wasn't going anywhere until she got details.
"Spill it girl.  You did something naughty, didn't you?"

	"Maybe," Jennifer replied, before deciding not to hold back
anymore.  She told Sarah everything about the class and especially about
what happened afterward.  Jennifer told her housemate how hot Cameron had
been and all the things they had done to each other.  Jennifer watched with
great interest the rapt attention Sarah was giving her and how her nipples
were starting to strain against her shirt.

	"You slut!" Sarah playfully declared when Jennifer finished her
story.  "You'd better have a good excuse as to why you didn't bring her
here to share.  You're not becoming a greedy little bitch on us, are you?
There's no way you can keep her all to yourself!"

	"I'm not a greedy anything," Jennifer claimed.  "I'm gonna get that
sexy ass of hers over here as soon as I can.  I may even make her your
wedding present."

	"No way, I don't wanna share with Freddie," Sarah laughed.  "Make
her the entertainment at my bachelorette party."

	"Mmmmm yummy," Jennifer replied.  The only consolation to the girls
over the fact that they were going to lose Sarah after her wedding was that
they knew her bachelorette party was going to be wild.  Jennifer had
spilled the details of the mansion to Cameron and, having had such an
intense sexual experience, she was eager and ready to join up.  If she
hadn't had to leave to get back to the set of "Charlie's Angels 2" that
night, she probably would have accompanied Jennifer back there.  As it
stood, Cameron now had an open invitation to come over as soon as the movie
wrapped.

	"Maybe I'll have to take a strip cardio class now," Sarah smiled.
"If I knew there was the possibility for a hook up, I would have gone with
you.  Now I know the reason you really like going...you probably are off
licking some girls pussy after every class."

	"That is soooooo not what happens," Jennifer claimed.

	"Yeah right," Sarah said in affectionate disbelief.  "You'll have
to drag me there when I get back from New York."

	"When's your flight?" Jennifer asked.

	"I'm not even sure," Sarah sighed.  "I've been rushing around all
day trying to get everything taken care of.  I've got to stop leaving this
stuff for the last minute.  Freddie's going to be here in about two hours
to take me to LAX."

	"Is he going to New York with you?" Jennifer inquired.

	"No, he's got a movie he's going to be filming here starting next
week," Sarah answered.  "I mean I'm sure I'll see him sometime.  He's
probably gonna come and visit every few weeks or I'll do the same for him.
But no, I'm going solo.  It's too bad though.  I love New York City and
it's always nice to be there with someone."

	"Yeah, I love it there too," Jennifer said, remembering fondly
growing up there and all the things she used to do.  "This is a great time
of the year to be there for sure."

	Suddenly an idea so brilliant in its simplicity that Jennifer
didn't know why on Earth she hadn't thought of it before, popped into her
head.

	"Hey!  Why don't I go with you?" Jennifer wondered aloud.  "I've
got to go there next week anyway because we're shooting exterior scenes for
'Friends' and I'm not really supposed to be doing anything until then.  I'd
love to go a little early and just hang out in New York City.  I mean, if
you want me to go with you."

	"Of course I want you to go silly," Sarah said as she excitedly
hugged Jennifer.  This was awesome news.  It was always better to have
someone to share the experience with and Jennifer would be a great person
for that.  "Please come with me!  We'll have a great time."

	"I know we will," Jennifer agreed, catching Sarah's contagious
excitement.  "I could go for a change in environment for a little while
anyway.  I'm not going to sit around here waiting for Brad to call me."

	"This is so awesome," Sarah said.  "I'd better go finish packing!"

	"Hell, I'd better start," Jennifer realized.  "I'd better get a
ticket too."

	Jennifer then scurried off to her room to quickly gather her stuff.
Now Sarah was pumped.  This was going to be so much fun.  She and Jennifer
never really spent much time alone and this would be the perfect
opportunity.  Plus, with one of her housemates along, the trip now held a
lot of interesting opportunities.

	Speaking of her housemates, Sarah suddenly wondered how Love was
doing.  Her guest had arrived a short time ago and Sarah was curious as to
how it was going.  She had made that promise to Love earlier that morning
and hadn't yet delivered, so perhaps a little peek to see how things were
going was going to benefit everyone.

* * * * *

	Love's scream was a testament to how things were going.
Unfortunately, these were not the usual screams heard around the mansion.
These were the screams of fear.

	"Sorry," Love said, embarrassed that she had done it again.  She
just wasn't expecting the balls to be flying at her so fast.  She couldn't
help but think about all kinds of jokes that could be made about how a girl
should react to balls in her face, but it was no joke when every time one
was hit at her she had nightmare visions of a broken nose.  She had never
been very good at tennis and even though she was getting lessons now, she
wasn't getting much better.  At least she had a very sexy teacher.

"Ok, first thing...you should try and stop doing that," Anna Kournikova
said as she stood on the other end of the mansion's tennis court, killing
time by bouncing a tennis ball up and down.  "If you are afraid all the
time, then you will never get good at it.  You have to trust your reflexes.
You're not going to get hurt out there, but if you do injuries heal."

"Sorry," Love apologized again.  "It's just that this is the way I usually
play tennis.  I scream, throw the racket and hope I don't get hurt."

"Not gonna win much like that," Anna pointed out.  Love thought of a mean
crack in her head about how it's not like Anna knew much about winning, but
she held it back.  Anna was being very nice and patient with her, so there
was no reason for her to be mean back.  Plus, if she insulted Anna there
was not much of a chance she was going to be able to talk her into sharing
a post-lesson shower with her.

Love really didn't have much interest in learning how to play tennis.  The
only real interest she had was in Anna.  She had met her backstage at the
"One World One Love" concert through Anna's boyfriend, and Love's music
video co-star, Enrique Iglesias.  Love had sent Anna some flirty vibes and
when Anna mentioned she was starting to give private tennis lessons, Love
jumped at the chance.  Now she had the Russian sex kitten here at the
mansion and she hoped that soon they would really be getting to know each
other.

"Look, maybe I just suck at tennis," Love offered.  "I'm much more of the
cheerleader type than the athlete anyway."

"Don't say that," Anna replied.  "Anyone can improve.  You just have to
give it a chance.  If you've already decided you can't do this then I can't
help you, but if you're open to trying something new and fun then we have
something we can do here."

Oh I'm open all right, Love told herself.  How open are you?  Love hoped
Anna was very open.  She suspected Anna could see right through her attempt
to lure her here and she took it as a good sign that she had accepted the
invitation anyway.

"Ok, let's try it again," Love declared, taking a deep breath and hoping
she could restrain herself from screaming.  Anna served the ball and sent
it toward Love.  This time Love didn't scream and, in fact, hit the ball.
Unfortunately Love hit it out of the court, but at least she got it.

"Sorry," Love mumbled, hoping she wasn't coming off like a total spazz
here.  Athletics just weren't her thing.  Touch football was easy.  She
could play that, especially if there was a lot of touching involved.
Otherwise her favorite games were either sitting on the sidelines or strip
poker, whichever ones were more available.

"That's ok," Anna said.  "You're getting better."

Anna liked Love.  She was probably hopelessly incompetent when it came to
this game, but she was nice and didn't look like she was going to throw
some kind of diva fit and storm off the court.  Love being new at tennis
was ok, because Anna was new at giving lessons.  Her recent attempts at
tournament play had resulted in defeat, injuries and the usual scorn from
the press.  So she decided she'd take a little time off and see if she
liked being a coach.  She basically wanted to kill some time and think
about what she was going to do after tennis.  It was weird for her to be
coaching at such a young age, but people like Love weren't much older than
she was and she certainly knew more about tennis than she did.

She did love the game.  She just didn't like a lot of the people around it.
So she was prettier than the other girls...big deal.  She was going to use
what she had to the best of her advantage.  She didn't have the killer
serve of Jennifer Capriati.  She had killer tits instead.  Anna had always
thought that people should use what God gave them and this body was what
she was blessed with.  Anna was proud of her body and loved modeling.  She
loved looking beautiful and didn't think that was a crime.  So she was hot
and dated hockey players and went to clubs.  That didn't mean it was open
season on her for the press and her fellow players on the tour.

Anna supposed Love knew what that was like.  Sometimes people figured if
you were famous and pretty they could say whatever they wanted about you.
Well Anna was a human being too and she heard what they said about her and
her talent.  Sometimes she was able to ignore it but other times it really
hurt.  She tried her best out there.  Had any of these idiots who were
falling over themselves to kneel down and pray to the Williams sisters ever
spent any real time with them?  They were stuck up bitches in tennis skirts
and Anna had little use for them or any of their barbs.

It was no fun to be kicked around like you didn't have any feelings and
Anna was sick and tired of it.  So she decided to spend some time giving
lessons to the rich and famous and see if that worked for her.  At 22, she
had plenty of time to get back on the tour in a few months if she wanted
to.  In the meantime she might just go make herself some new friends and
give the fucking press some time to try and figure out what the hell they
were going to write about without her around to criticize.

After instructing Love to not try and hit the ball so hard, Anna served
again and Love returned it with less force.  Unfortunately, this time she
hit it too softly and the ball hit her end of the net harmlessly.

"Damn," Love sighed.  She didn't like being bad at things.  She was hopeful
soon the lesson would end and she would be able to get to what she hoped
would be the good stuff.

"Well it's progress," Anna politely offered, looking at the bright side in
this.  "At least you're not screaming anymore."

"True," Love admitted with a smile.  "And hey, a few more lessons and I
might actually be able to get the ball back to you."

Love was disappointed in her play today.  She knew she was bad at tennis
going in, but she was at least hoping she wasn't going to embarrass herself
in front of a professional.  Love was also disappointed that Anna wasn't
wearing one of those cute short skirts she wore when she played.

She always got a kick out of those things, especially when they kicked up
just enough for that teasing glimpse of the tight panties she wore
underneath.  Both girls were similarly attired in t-shirts and shorts that
were tight, but not constricting.  It was the usual type of outfit you
would wear to the gym and Love told herself that at least she was getting a
chance to ogle Anna's body, even if it wasn't in a skirt.

"Want to take a break?" Anna asked.  She had worked hard to free herself of
the accent from her native tongue.  It was still there sometimes, but
someone who heard her voice briefly might think she was just another blonde
American girl.

"Absolutely," Love said, walking off the court and sitting down off to the
side with Anna.  "This just isn't my sport."

"What games are you good at?" Anna asked.  Love wondered if she was
imagining things, but she thought she detected a flirting tone in that.
She didn't want to assume anything though.

"You know...girl stuff..." Love laughed.  Anna joined her in the laughter
and they spent the next little while ignoring tennis and getting to know
each other.  Love did actually know where Anna was coming from a little.
Love saw how people absolutely refused to take her seriously and she
certainly had encountered the same resistance when it came to her acting
and singing careers.

The two girls talked and laughed and felt a bond form.  Both of them were
very extroverted people.  They liked talking and both felt like a
friendship could be formed here.  Love wanted more though.  She so badly
wanted to reach over and kiss Anna to see how she'd react.  The more she
studied the Russian beauty, the more she began to think it would not be an
unwelcome advance.  She wasn't sure though.

"So come on, be serious for a second," Anna said.  "You have to be good at
some sport.  You cannot be a total klutz out there.  There has to be
something you can play."

"Nope...total spazz here," Love volunteered.  "If there's a wall out there,
I'll bump into it.  If there's something on the ground, I'll trip over it.
That's me.  So sports and me usually don't get along.  Luckily, I'm really
good at other things."

"Oh yeah?" Anna inquired.  "And what might those other things be?"

This was it, Love told herself.  This was her chance.  She had to take it.
She would either end up with something sexy on her hands or a racket in her
face.  A beauty of Anna's proportions was worth the risk though.

"You really want me to show you what I'm good at?" Love asked, her voice
tinged with desire and expectation.

"Sure," Anna replied, very curious where Love was going with this.  "Show
me."

Love didn't say anything more.  She just leaned over from where they were
sitting beside the court and kissed Anna on the lips.  It wasn't a hard or
long kiss.  It was a smooch with the promise of more to come if more was
what was wanted.  Love pulled away and waited with baited breath for a
reaction.  She wasn't sure what was going to happen, but then Anna smiled.

"I was wondering how long it was going to take for you to get to that,"
Anna grinned before leaning over and returning the kiss.  This time there
was more passion and the girls let their tongues touch and flicker
together.

"You knew?" Love inquired.

"I suspected," Anna admitted.  "I could tell you were flirting with me at
the concert.  I was hoping you were at least.  I am happy to see I was
right."

"I wasn't trying to be subtle," Love smiled.  "I was hoping you were going
to pick up on my signals.  I didn't want to misread you and end up with you
jamming that racket into me."

"That was never going to happen," Anna assured her with a sexy, warm smile.
"You are very beautiful Love."

"Thank you, so are you," Love replied.

"Thanks," Anna smiled.  She didn't care how many times she heard that.  She
still loved being called beautiful.  Love began to play with Anna's hair.
She had put it up in a scrungie, but Love pulled that out and let the
tennis player's long blonde hair fall down her back.  It went well down her
back, almost to her ass and Love began to run her hands through it, kissing
Anna as she did so.

Anna returned the kiss with an enthusiasm that indicated to Love that this
was not her first time with another woman.  The blonde's hands began to
caress Love's face and the actress turned to kiss Anna's palm when she
brought it close to her lips.  Anna liked that feeling and did the same to
Love after she pulled out of her soft, sexy hair.  Anna had always taken a
great deal of pride in maintaining her hair and she was happy someone like
Love was paying attention to it.

"Should we go inside?" Anna asked.

"Let's stay here," Love suggested.  "Haven't you ever fantasized about
getting it on here on the court?"

"I have already done that," Anna grinned.  Love thought about asking where
and with who, but she instead decided to just kiss Anna again.  The two
quickly lost themselves in each other's kiss.  They touched each other like
experienced lovers instead of girls who barely knew each other.  There was
real chemistry between them and that was all that mattered.

Anna had been into girls for years.  It was hard to grow up around other
female athletes and not experiment a little.  This was the type of
experimenting that Anna loved and girls had brought her a lot of pleasure
over the years.  She remembered some spirited matches with Martina Hingis
that ended with one forcing the other's face into their pussy once they got
to the lockeroom.  Anna did like men, but even when she was with them, she
often found herself casting a longing eye toward other women.  She had
quickly picked up on Love's vibes at the concert and had hoped when she got
invited over that it would lead to something like this.

"Oooh naughty girl," Love cooed at Anna's admission of her on-court
activities.

"Yes, I can be very naughty," Anna informed her with a wicked twinkle in
her eye.  "Want me to show you?"

"You bet I do," Love answered.  "But I should warn you, I can get pretty
naughty too.  You have no idea how slutty I can get."

"I will just have to find out then," Anna said before kissing Love once
more and moving her hands up to Love's generous chest, straining against
the confines of her t-shirt.  She massaged her tits through the material
while sucking on her tongue and feeling herself get very, very wet.  Anna
hadn't been with a woman in months and was eager to see all Love had to
offer her.

"You will," Love assured Anna.  "Now you're definitely going to see exactly
what I'm good at."

Love demonstrated this by gently lowering Anna down onto the court.  The
blonde grinned as she lay flat on her back, allowing Love to push up her
t-shirt to expose the white sports bra she wore underneath.  Her nipples
were already hard against the stretchy white material and Anna couldn't
wait to expose her globes to Love.  She was glad the mansion had an
outdoors tennis court.  She loved sex in the open air.  It made her feel
that much friskier to feel the outdoors on her bare skin.

Anna pulled her t-shirt completely off and threw it.  She giggled a little
as she saw that her shirt had landed right on the net and was now hanging
off it.  Those giggles turned to moans though when Love began kissing her
nipples through the bra.  Her body tingled as she felt the actress' warm
tongue licking her through the white, but she wanted more.

"Get it off me Love," Anna urged.  "I want to feel your mouth on my skin.
I want to feel you all over my tits."

After a few more licks at her through the bra, Love complied.  She hooked
her fingers into the bottom of it and peeled it over Anna's head.  This was
just how Love wanted it to be.  No seduction necessary.  Anna was ready to
fuck and Love was more than ready to fuck her.  She had been thinking about
this all day and the arousal from Jenteal's email greeting that she had yet
to satisfy was making her so wet.

Love's arousal only got hotter when she saw Anna's exposed chest.  Her tits
had the golden glow of a suntan on them.  She obviously sunbathed topless a
lot and Love couldn't wait to see if she was this tan all over her body.
Anna's breasts weren't too big, but they were the perfect size for her
body.  They had a sexy, irresistible jiggle to them.  Pink nipples that
Love ached to feel in her mouth proudly capped off the firm mounds of
flesh.

Anna sucked on her bottom lip in anticipation as Love lowered her head
between her breasts.  Anna loved having her tits played with and Love was
giving her exactly what she needed.  Her hands were all over her flesh
while her tongue licked between her breasts and over to her nipples.  When
Love finally took one of her nipples in her mouth, Anna groaned.  She could
feel the wetness soaking her panties.  Soon that would spread to her
shorts, but she didn't mind.  She welcomed it.  She wanted to be all nice
and wet down there for Love.

"Ohhhh yess Love...mmmm play with them," Anna moaned.  "Ohhhh you don't
need lessons in this, that's for sure."

Love grinned in response to that compliment.  Sports weren't her
thing...but this type of exertion definitely was.  She wanted to show Anna
how good she was, but she also wanted to see if Anna had any skills in this
area.  She kissed nice, but she wanted to see more.

When Love pulled away suddenly from her chest, Anna expressed her
disappointment, but that changed into a smile when she saw Love was about
to give her a chance to see some girl flesh.  Love pulled her own t-shirt
over her head, exposing her bra.  She wore her plain gray jogging bra
underneath.  Love wished it was sexier, but it didn't really matter because
she was planning on taking it off very soon.

"More," Anna demanded playfully with an energetic smile.  "Show me more!"

"What do you think of these tits baby?" Love asked as she pulled her bra
over her head and proudly showed off her all natural assets.  Anna had to
admit she had lusted after those tits, especially after Love's recent
Rolling Stone cover and the news she'd be posing in Playboy.  Now she had
them...in the flesh so to speak.

"Mmmm I love your big tits," Anna moaned, her hand traveling uncontrollably
down to her own shorts.  Anna began to rub herself as she watched Love
model her bare chest, shaking her breasts just enough to get Anna wanting
more.  "Kiss me again Love.  I want to feel us rubbing together."

Whatever Anna wanted, Anna usually got and that was the case here again.
Love pressed herself on top of Anna and began kissing her.  Their bare
breasts pressed together, just as the blonde had wanted, their nipples
creating sparks of pleasure and hardening under the friction.  The kisses
between them deepened, the soft flesh of their tits mashing together as
things began to get more frenzied.  Anna began to shift slightly and soon
the two girls were rolling onto the court, laughing and kissing.

They playfully struggled to be the one on top, Love pulled herself back
over Anna and the blonde responded by swatting Love's ass through her
shorts.  Love yelped in surprise but didn't let up one bit in her kissing.
Anna massaged Love's butt, rubbing her cheeks while letting the actress
suck on her tongue.  Anna had longed to be taken like this.  She had had
high hopes when she met Love and now things were surpassing her
expectations.

Anna managed to wiggle away from Love and she crawled on all fours closer
to the center of the court.  Love laughed and growled at her escaping prey.
She scurried after her and kissed her again, taking the opportunity to help
herself to a feel of Anna's tight, toned ass.  Anna's shorts tightly hugged
the curves of her backside and Love could feel the heat of her flesh
through them.

"Mmmm yesss get your hands all over my ass," Anna urged.  "My body's yours.
Play with me Love."

There was no way Love was going to turn down an invitation like that and
she began kissing the back of Anna's neck, brushing her long hair away and
hitting a sensitive spot on her flesh that had Anna mewing with pleasure.
She loved having her neck kissed and Love's wet lips were all over her.
Love began kissing down her bare back and, as she did so, she began
lowering Anna's shorts.

"Ooooh sexy," Love grinned when she saw the white thong Anna had on
underneath, it showed off the cheeks of her ass so well and sent Love's
lust racing.  If she ever played tennis in one of those she would send half
of her fans into cardiac arrest by the end of the first set.

"Get it off me," Anna requested.  She loved how the thong felt on her ass,
but there was another feeling she wanted more.  "I want to be naked!"

Love knew that those were the words that the entire male heterosexual
population longed to hear coming from Anna's sweet mouth.  But they weren't
lucky enough to be where she was.  They were shut out because this was a
show for girls only.  As Anna arched her back and pushed her ass up in the
air, Love lowered the thong slowly, exposing the bronzed cheeks of the
tennis star's ass and the wet lips of her pussy.  Now Anna was naked on all
fours except for her sneakers, but Love didn't bother with those.  How
could she when there was a wet pussy in front of her that needed attention.

"Mmmmmmmm yesssssss Love yesssssss..." Anna groaned as she felt Love just
bury her tongue in her snatch.  Love didn't bother with any niceties, she
went right for Anna's honey pot and began licking her from behind.  Anna
didn't mind that at all.  She was a woman who went right for what she
wanted and she was happy to feel Love treating her the same way.

Tennis was a distant memory as Love's tongue worked its magic on Anna.
Anna's flavor was distinct, it had a bit of a kick to it and Love couldn't
get enough.  She lapped at Anna's pussy while gripping her tight ass, her
own tits dangling and swaying with each lick she gave to the Russian.

"Fuck me Love!  Ohhhhh you are good at this..." Anna cried out.  She didn't
know why she had gone this long without a female lover.  Enrique was good
to her, but he couldn't do the things that Love was doing right now to her
pussy.  Her tongue seemed to be everywhere at once and so deep inside her.
Love knew all the right spots to go for and each lick only made her wetter.

Anna couldn't remember the last time she had felt this horny.  Love's
tongue was doing such amazing things to her.  She only wished she could see
what she looked like to be naked on her hands and knees while Jennifer Love
Hewitt went down on her from behind.  It must have been so hot.

They were in fact quite a hot sight to see and Sarah considered herself
blessed that she could witness it.  She had wandered out looking for them
wondering if Love had been able to do what she did best, and she was not
disappointed in her housemate's slut potential.  Upon seeing them making
out, Sarah's immediate instinct was to rush and join in.  But she
reconsidered and instead stood and watched off to the corner of the court,
safely out of sight for the time being.

She had watched Love strip Anna almost naked and had felt her own pussy
juice up as Love went right after her with her tongue.  Watching Anna rock
back and fourth on her hands and knees as her topless housemate licked her
pussy from behind was having quite an effect on Sarah and she opened the
button of her pants, sliding her hand inside her panties and touching her
wetness.  Sarah gasped as she made contact with her pussy.  Her eyes were
locked on the beautiful pair of lesbian sluts going at it in front of her
as she began to rub herself into a frenzy.

Unaware that they now had an audience, Love and Anna continued to go at it.
The wetter Anna got, the more Love gave it to her with her tongue, letting
her essence soak her hungry taste buds.  Anna tasted soooo good, but there
was a lot of her that Love wanted to experience with her tongue and she
wasn't about to limit herself.  Love pulled away from Anna's pussy and,
before she got too lonely, replaced it with two of her fingers.

"You like?" Love asked, her fingers plunging into Anna's soft, tight pussy.
"Am I making you feel good?"

"Yesss..." Anna hissed.  "So gooooood!  Fuck me Love!"

"Who's the one getting the lessons now, you nasty girl?" Love smiled,
kissing Anna's lower back, right above her ass.  "You're a real naughty
slut, aren't you Anna? Just like me."

"Yesssss I am..." Anna groaned, her accent starting to reappear a little in
her lusty words.  "I am a naughty slut.  They say it and it's so fucking
true!  Fuck my slutty pussy Love!"

"Mmmm your pussy is so nice and wet," Love moaned, feeling her own wetness
soak her shorts.  "I'm so fucking horny for you Anna.  I'm going to make
you my little tennis whore."

"Fuck!  That's what I want!" Anna yelled in passion. "Make me your whore!
I love being a nasty little slut for you! Fuck me with your fingers!  Fuck
me everywhere!"

Love was ecstatic over this.  So often she was the one being called the
slut and the whore.  Now Anna was begging to be her slut and she loved it.
Seeing Anna's beautiful body all exposed and open to her like this was such
a turn on and Love was going to make sure her little slut was well fucked.
Her fingers felt so good inside Anna's tight pussy and it was time to get
her tongue back to work.

"YESSSSSSSS!!!" Anna cried with a surge of passion when Love's tongue
slipped right into her asshole.  It had been right there for her all nice
and spread and Love couldn't deny herself.  She began tonguing Anna's ass,
teasing her hole and getting it wet before sliding into her incredible
tightness.

There was one thing that Anna refused the men in her bed and that was
fucking her ass.  She wanted to keep her body nice and tight and didn't
want their big cocks stretching her open.  She did love stimulation though
and a tongue always felt so incredible on her asshole.  Her female lovers
were more than welcome to take here there and Love's wet tongue was just
what she needed.

Seeing Love slide her tongue into Anna's ass had Sarah's knees buckling.
This was so fucking hot.  She had never been much of a voyeur, but now she
was starting to see the appeal.  Sarah stepped out of her sandals and
pushed down her pants, leaving herself standing there in a t-shirt and
panties.  The red panties were already soaked and bulged from her hand
being inside them, working her wet pussy over.  This was so hot and Sarah
was actually torn about whether she should join in or just enjoy the show.

Sarah could feel her panties stretching from her hand, and not wanting to
ruin another pair of underwear, she reached down and pushed them off her
body, leaving herself completely bottomless.  Her smooth, shaved pussy was
exposed to the air and Sarah moaned in response.  This was so hot.  She
continued to think about just standing here and watching, but she knew that
if she passed up the opportunity to join in she was going to be kicking
herself all the way to New York.

As she approached the tangle of girl flesh on the court, Sarah tried to
think of some clever way to interject herself.  She wished she had some
kind of sexy quip to throw out there, but she just said the first thing
that came to her mind.

"Is this court reserved?" Sarah asked.  Doh...she thought to herself.  That
sucked.  But Love certainly didn't seem to mind.

"Oh no, Sarah," Love grinned, pulling her tongue away from Anna's ass.
"Anyone can play."

Anna got a little nervous over this sudden interruption.  What was going on
here?  But then she saw that Sarah was bottomless and wet and she felt
Love's soft breath against her ear.

"Don't worry, it's ok," Love assured her and Anna immediately accepted
that.  She would ask questions later about what kind of place this was
where Jennifer Love Hewitt and Sarah Michelle Gellar were there to tend to
your sexual needs.  Right now she just wanted to indulge in the moment.

Love immediately got right back to Anna, working her tongue into her
puckered asshole while thrusting her wet, sticky fingers into the Russian's
dripping cunt.  Anna moaned again but that was cut off by Sarah's kiss to
her lips.  Without questioning, Anna lost herself in Sarah's kiss,
massaging her tongue and feeling her passion.  Anna could smell the musk of
Sarah's arousal.  She must have been watching.  Knowing that Sarah had seen
what she and Love were doing turned Anna on.  She wondered how many other
horny eyes there were around here.

Breaking the kiss, Sarah pulled away from Anna and leaned against the net.
The tightly strung net supported Sarah's frame well and she spread her legs
for the tennis beauty.  She heard how eager Anna was to be played with by
Love and she wanted to see if the same held true for her.

"Do you lick pussy Anna?" Sarah asked, rubbing the wet lips of her pussy
and giving the blonde a lewd picture to focus on.

Anna eagerly nodded her head in response and Sarah grabbed onto her blonde
hair, pushing her head down between her legs.

"Then lick me slut," Sarah groaned.  "Lick the pussy that you got so
fucking wet.  Show me how good that tongue of yours is!"

Force was not necessary in this case, Anna would have been all over Sarah's
pussy anyway, but it wasn't unwelcome.  Anna loved how these two horny
actresses were taking control of her.  It made her feel so wet and slutty
and just good all over.  Those good feelings then got a whole lot better
when Anna extended her tongue and began licking Sarah's hairless pussy.

"Oooooh that's good slut...very good!" Sarah said when that tongue began
licking her slit.  Anna went after her with passion, lapping away at her
juicy lips and then going straight into her pink, tasting as much of
Sarah's juices as she could.  She could taste how wet Sarah had gotten
watching them and she loved it.  Anna loved a wet pussy and Sarah had
plenty of juices to feed her.

"Lick her pussy you little tennis whore," Love commanded Anna with an extra
hard thrust of her fingers.  Anna was dripping onto her hand and Love was
having the time of her life acting a little tough with her.  Having Sarah
in the mix only made things sweeter and Love watched with glee the ecstatic
look on her housemate's face as their guest ate her out.

"You better make her come, Anna," Love warned.  "Make my friend come like
the pussy loving slut you are!"

Anna moaned happily into Sarah's pussy and it was loud enough for both Love
and Sarah to notice it.

"Ooooh she liked that," Sarah grinned in between her own gasps and moans.
"Mmmm she is a little whore, isn't she?  Licking my pussy soooooooo good.
Has she licked you yet Love?"

"Not yet but she's going to," Love promised.  "I'm so wet right now I can
barely stand it."

"Ooooh don't forget I still owe you," Sarah said with a wink before being
overcome with desire for the young Russian between her legs. "Yesssssss
Anna that's it slut...tongue that pussy!  I'm gonna come all over your
fucking face!  You want that don't you?  You want my cunt cream all over
your skin?  You'll look so pretty then...my juice dripping off your
chin..."

Even Sarah didn't know where all this passion was coming from, but she sure
liked it.  Maybe it was the little voyeurism she'd just done.  Maybe it was
the outdoor setting.  Maybe it was the fact that Anna looked so good naked
and buried in her cunt.  Whatever it was Sarah was getting very creamy for
Anna.

Anna loved all the nasty words she was hearing.  She wanted to be talked to
like that.  She knew it was just fun, dirty talk and not the real venom
others spit out at her.  When it was for fun Anna got more than a little
kick out of it and she responded by bucking her ass back harder so her
pussy fucked Love's probing fingers.

Sensing Anna was getting close, Love pulled her fingers out.  She thought
about licking them, but instead she had a naughtier idea and began to rub
her sticky fingers all over Anna's backside.

"Feel how wet you are slut," Love said as she painted Anna's ass with her
own juices.  "Mmmm you got my fingers so creamy and I want you to feel it
all over your sexy ass.  You look so hot right now Anna...your own juices
on your skin like the nasty little whore you are..."

Feeling those wet fingers on her ass almost made Anna come.  She held back
though.  She didn't want to stop.  She just wanted her pleasure to build
and build.  She couldn't believe how good they were making her feel.  It
was like they could see her fantasies inside her head and indulge them.
Anna had never been fucked like this before and she wanted Love and Sarah
to use every inch of her beautiful body for their pleasure.  She would have
been content spending the rest of her life as their horny plaything.

Anna never gave up control like this to men.  She loved wrapping boys
around her finger and letting them cater to her needs like a princess.  But
women always made her want to get so nasty and slutty.  She didn't want to
be a cover girl princess for Love and Sarah.  She wanted to be their tennis
whore and she loved how they were treating her.

By now Sarah had begun to feel the confines of her t-shirt.
  She saw how sexy Anna and Love's tits looked out in the open and she
whipped off her shirt.  Sarah wasn't wearing a bra underneath and she got
her free hand right to her nipples.  While holding Anna down between her
legs, Sarah teased her nipples, rubbing them and getting them as hard as
possible.  She knew she didn't have to keep gripping at Anna's soft, long
hair, but she did it anyway.  She liked holding down the woman so many men
lusted after. Sarah had seen so many guys just glaze over when Anna's name
got mentioned, but they were never going to have the chance to do what she
was doing right now...fucking Anna Kournikova's gorgeous face.

"Keep licking slut!"  Sarah ordered.  She rubbed her wet pussy all over
Anna and the young girl loved it.  She licked her pussy up and down,
sliding over her labia and zooming in to stimulate her clit with hard
lashes.  Anna loved the feeling of Sarah's hot juices on her skin and she
peered up from Sarah's pussy to stare at her with her penetrating, lustful
blue eyes.

Sarah caught that look and shot one right back at her.  Look at me Anna,
she said with her eyes.  See my tits bouncing for you.  See how bad I want
you.  See how fucking hot you're making me.  You're mine Anna.  Mine and
Love's.  You're our hot little slut and you better make me come.

Anna immediately received those mental messages and she responded with a
flurry of hard licks against Sarah's clit.  The actress cried out and
grinded her pussy into Anna's face, to the Russian's delight.  She wanted
Sarah to come, but she also felt the great need of her own pleasure.  Love
was getting her so close and Anna looked for a sign...any sign that it was
permissible for her to come.  She was almost panting with desire in Sarah's
pussy and the sensations of the warm LA sun drying the girl juice Love had
just spread on her ass was a real rush.

Having had Anna's juices coat her fingers, Love was hungry for her taste
again.  She pushed her tongue back into Anna's pussy, sliding it into her
pink and relishing her flavor.  Anna's clitoris throbbed and Love figured
it would only take a few well placed licks to turn her into a cummy mess.
She didn't want to distract Anna away from Sarah, but Love also wanted to
get herself a real taste of this beauty.  She had tasted plenty of her
juicy appetizer...now it was time to get to the creamy main course of her
orgasm.

"Do you wanna come Anna?" Love demanded.  "Do you want me to lick your hard
clit until you come?  You have to say it or you're not going to get it."

Sarah yanked Anna's head up from her pussy by her hair and permitted her a
chance to speak.  Anna's face was all sticky with Sarah's essence and she
had the dazed look of a girl completely cum drunk.  Love and Sarah thought
the face that had graced so many magazine covers and advertisements had
never looked sexier than it did now.

"Yesssssss..." Anna groaned, her need radiating off her.  "Please Love!
Eat my pussy!  Let me come!  Please let me come!  I'll be so slutty for
both of you...I promise!  I need this so bad!  Pleeeeeeease!"

Hearing the princess of the tennis courts begging for orgasm was all Love
and Sarah needed to hear.  Love zipped right back to her pussy while Sarah
plunged her beautiful face back where it belonged.  Love's tongue went
after Anna's clit again, it was so swollen it was peeking out of her pussy
and she licked it fast and hard.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"  Anna cried out, her pleasure muffled by Sarah's wet pussy.
Her body was on fire.  Love was making her feel so good.  She was almost
there.  She could feeling it bubbling up inside her and she was totally
ready for it.  Anna didn't let up on Sarah's pussy though.  As bad as she
needed to come, Anna disciplined herself and didn't allow her focus to
shift off Sarah's need.

"Come on you nasty whore...come for Love," Sarah urged, her own orgasm
close as well.  "Give her all your slutty girl cum!  She wants it bad!
Give her what she wants!  Come for her while I fuck your pretty slut face!"

Anna couldn't take anymore.  It was all too much for her and she exploded
onto Love's tongue, soaking it with the girl cream she had lusted for.
Anna screamed out again and again in pleasure.  What she expressed was half
in English, half in Russian and all incomprehensible because of Sarah's hot
cunt pressing against her lips.  The two girls could definitely hear Anna's
muffled orgasm and Love certainly tasted it all over her tongue.

The sensation of Anna's orgasm was like a geyser.  The hot blast of passion
and creamy release was everything Love wanted.  She swallowed Anna's cream
like it was candy and let the rest of it drip down her chin and onto her
tits, sizzling against the swaying flesh.  Anna was delicious and Love
hoped that not only would she be able to get herself a second taste of
this, but that they'd have time for Sarah to get her fill of this very
special Russian dressing.

Right now though Sarah's concerns weren't on tasting Anna, but on her own
pleasure and that of her housemates.  She saw the satisfied smile on Love's
face when she pulled away from Anna's creamy honey pot, but she also saw
the needy look in her eyes.  Love hadn't come yet and Sarah was far too
benevolent a person to let this stand uncorrected.  Anna's horny tongue was
picking up speed again after slowing down for her orgasm, but Sarah knew
she could still give Love the pleasure she needed.

"Get over here Love," Sarah requested.  "I wanna fuck you!  Let me make you
come Love!  Give me that sweet pussy of yours!"

Love had been eagerly awaiting those words and she bounded over to Sarah,
pausing only to kick off her shoes.  She was about to push down her shorts,
but she didn't want to waste anymore time.  Besides, it would be more fun
for Sarah to do that.

Anna's body was wasted from the intense orgasm that had just pounded
through her veins.  She felt completely drained and her only regret was
that she hadn't had enough opportunity to scream out her pleasure.  Anna
loved having loud orgasms.  She felt it was the best way to show her lovers
how good they were.  But she supposed that being relatively silent was an
acceptable tradeoff for having Sarah's heavenly pussy in her face.  It was
hard for her to keep up what she had been doing with her energy now
dripping from Love's chin and swimming in her tummy, but she pushed
herself, just like she did in training, to make sure she got Sarah off
hard.

Slowly Anna began focusing again and she looked up to see Sarah leaning
against the net still and Love's beautiful, topless body standing before
her.  Anna couldn't believe girls like these were lovers but she was seeing
it with her own eyes.  She had thought Russian girls were horny, but she
had no idea until she got to America.

Sarah's forehead was all sweaty and her face flushed.  She could feel her
orgasm was coming, but she wasn't going to deny Love what she needed.
After all, she had a promise to keep.  When Love stood before her, Sarah
did the only thing she could think of, with her hands occupied on Anna's
head and her own tits.  Sarah lunged forward and caught the end of Love's
shorts with her teeth.  As her housemate giggled in sexual anticipation
Sarah dragged her black workout shorts off with her mouth, pulling them
down her legs and allowing Love to reveal that she had nothing on
underneath.

"Mmmm naughty slut," Sarah grinned.  "No panties.  Just how I like it!"

Love just smiled in response as she pushed her bare pussy against Sarah's
wet, welcoming mouth.  She had hoped that something like this would happen
when she changed clothes for Anna.  But she figured at the very least, if
Anna wasn't into girls, she'd be able to get the rush of playing without
panties.  Now she was getting much, much more and Love was in heaven.  She
was still keyed up from Jenteal and it wasn't going to take much of Sarah's
skilled tonguing to get her creaming.

Seeing these two beautiful celebrities playing with each other was a
hypnotic sight.  Anna tore her eyes away though.  She had to finish off
Sarah.  She didn't want to lose focus now when she was so close to the end.
She knew that was a flaw in her tennis game but she was going to be damned
if it was a flaw in her lovemaking.  Anna needed to get at Sarah's clit
better, so she used her hands to spread open Sarah's labia even more.  She
let a finger slide in on each side of Sarah's pussy, splaying her pink and
letting her get right at her clit.

This was not a time for tongue lashes, Anna immediately saw.  Sarah's clit
needed to be sucked.  Taking a deep breath before she did so, Anna pushed
her face hard against Sarah's snatch.  She easily got the slayer's clit
between her soft lips and she sucked on it hard, working her face against
Sarah's pussy, shaking back and forth and loving the sensation of Sarah's
juices covering her.  If only Penthouse could see her now, Anna laughed to
herself, remembering that stupid scandal from the spring.  She'd give them
some fucking photos to print.

"YESSSSSSSSS!!!  SUCK MY CLIT!!!  THAT'S FUCKING IT YOU NASTY WHORE!!!"
Sarah yelled, pulling away from Love's pussy to express her pleasure.
"DON'T STOP!  I'M SO CLOSE ANNA!!!  USE YOUR FUCKING SLUT MOUTH ON ME AND
MAKE ME COME!!!"

Love didn't mind Sarah pulling away like that.  She wanted to see her
housemate come.  Sarah always looked so beautiful when she came, her
orgasms making her small, tight body shake in ecstasy.  Love had already
waited so long to come, that she could wait a few minutes more easily.

Come for me Sarah.  Cream my slutty face.  Anna communicated this to Sarah
with every hard suck of her clit.  She wanted to feel Sarah's orgasm
against her face more than she had even wanted to have her own orgasm.  She
didn't have the titles her contemporaries did.  But she did have Sarah
Michelle Gellar fucking her face.  Once again it was obvious to Anna who
the real winner was.

Sarah had both hands on the back of Anna's head now, gripping her hair and
keeping her shaking head right on her clit.  Her hips were bucking
unconsciously up and down and her ass was rubbing against the net.  It was
like the world was slowing down around her in those delicious few seconds
of pure rapture she felt before her orgasm shook her.  Sarah let those
precious few seconds wrap around her body, drawing out her pleasure and
when she finally did come from one last hard suck from Anna it was an
intense deliverance.

"OOOOOOOOOOOH!!!" Sarah exclaimed.  "YESSSSSSSS TAKE ALLLLLLL MY CUM YOU
SLUT!!! OHHHHHHHHH MMMMMMM!!!"

Sarah would have cried out to the heavens even more, but she chose to
silence herself by grabbing Love's ass and pulling her forward again.
Sarah's body quaked with the pleasure Anna was giving her and she shot all
that pleasure right into her housemate, licking at Love's soaked pussy with
her tongue just as hard as Anna was sucking her clit and lapping away at
her cum.

Love hadn't expected Sarah to grab her so suddenly.  She had figured that
Sarah would cycle down first, but it wasn't like she was complaining.  The
sensations of Sarah's pink tongue lashing against her pussy was just what
she needed.  Sarah's hands gripped the cheeks of her ass, her nails
scratching her a little while she feverishly ate her out.  It was like
electric current right up her cunt and Love was quickly rolling her eyes
back and riding the waves of pleasure coursing through her body.  She was
gonna come soon and she wanted these feelings to last.

When she finally couldn't take one more drop of Sarah's cream, Anna fell
back onto her ass and watched intently at Love and Sarah going at it.  Her
brain was buzzing and her body floating, but she was still conscious enough
to see that her efforts could be of some use.  After all she did owe Love a
special thank you for inviting her here.  If she hadn't this day would have
probably sucked.  Now it was time to repay her host.

"More Sarah...mmmmm more!" Love begged.  "Ooooh you always make me come so
hard Sarah.  Please do it again!  Make me come baby!"

Sarah hadn't seen Love this wet in a long time.  Whatever it was that had
her so worked up was giving her tongue a treat.  Love was already creamy
for her and she hadn't even come yet.  She had been storing this orgasm up
and Sarah was going to make sure she felt every bit of it.  She didn't know
how long it was going to be before she would be able to feel the sweet
sensations of Love's pussy against her tongue and she wanted to make this
memorable.

Aiding to that cause was Anna.  Like a good slut, she crawled over to Love
and got behind her.  She saw Sarah's hands gripping Love's ass cheeks and
saw that it had allowed her pussy to be nice and spread from behind.  To
Anna this was like an open invitation and she immediately accepted,
plunging her tongue into Love's snatch.

"YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Love screamed in rapture.  She almost toppled over right
there from the sudden sensations she was getting.  Two hot tongues in her
pussy!  Fuck this was good!  It was hard for her to stand, but Sarah's
hands on her ass steadied her and Love stood there gasping, panting and
shouting while she enjoyed the incredible pleasure she was being given.

Good slut, Sarah thought to herself with a smile as she realized Anna was
back there adding her tongue to the mix.  Sarah moved off from leaning
against the net and pushed her face in a little farther, leaning against
Love.  With Anna leaning against her from the back, the brunette was well
stabilized and well fucked.

"GONNA COME!!!  GONNA COME!!!  GONNA COME!!!" Love repeated over and over
again as the two tongues worked her over.  It didn't take long for Sarah
and Anna to get into synch with one another.  While Anna tongue fucked
Love's pussy, Sarah concentrated on her clit, sucking it hard while Anna's
tongue pistoned in and out.  Love was woozy with pleasure and when she
couldn't hold back anymore, she didn't put up any resistance.  She just let
her orgasm overtake her.

"FUCKKKKKKK!!!" Love screamed.  "YESSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSS!!!
OHHHHHHHHH MMMMMMMM!!!"

Sweet orgasmic juices were dripping onto two horny tongues as Love came.
Anna and Sarah were very good about sharing and they made sure they both
got what they needed.  Love's body shook and she creamed the two faces
licking her spasming cunt.  She felt like she was on the verge of blacking
out.  She had stored up her horniness all day and now it was being ripped
out of her by two hot, experienced tongues.  It was sooooo good.  Love
cried out until she was hoarse and even then she cooed in satisfaction.

"Oooooh ooooh oooooooooooooooooh..." Love sighed as she slowly sunk to the
ground.  Sarah and Anna were there to support her and they greeted her
shaken brain with soft, sexy kisses.  Love slowly felt her train of thought
getting back on track and it wasn't long before she was returning the
kisses.  All three girls made out and caressed their naked bodies under the
sun, moaning from each tough and indulging in their afterglows.

"You are...you both are...just amazing," Anna finally declared.  "I had no
idea you would be like this."

"It's not just us here," Sarah pointed out.  "There are others too."

"Who?" Anna asked.  She was dying to know.  "You must tell me!"

"A lot of other girls who are going to want to sign up for lessons with
you," Love answered vaguely before laughing and kissing her new tennis
coach again.  She might learn to like the sport after all.


TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 5