Date: Sun, 22 Jan 2006 18:15:50 -0500
From: kmb2476@aol.com
Subject: Harem: Better Late Than Never 1

	Before you all begin, two things.  First, yes this is a Harem
Christmas story.  Second, yes I am very aware that it is currently January.
I figured it was better to get this done well than get it done quickly.
Besides, the positive message of the Christmas season is something that
should be embraced year round and not just because it's not December
anymore.  Plus, I kind of figured with all the hot, lesbian celebrity sex
in this no one would even notice the date.

	Truthfully, if I'd gotten the inspiration for this story more than
one week before Christmas, I would have gotten it out sooner, but hey the
muse strikes when she strikes.

	Now this isn't a Harem chapter specifically.  But rather a simple
story starring our favorite Harem girls and a few new ones that will serve
as a prologue to what's going down in Chapter 16.  I am working on Chapter
16 as we speak, and this will help lead into what's going on there.  This
story takes place months after Sarah bolted at the end of her bachelorette
party and picks up the action from there as a few things have changed
inside the mansion.  You people at Nifty are actually pretty lucky.  People
in my other groups had to wait months before they read all this.  So you
actually get it in a pretty timely fashion and each day brings me another
day closer to completing Harem 16.

	If you need to check on previous chapters, they're right here in
this section of Nifty.

	And now for the standard disclaimers.  This story is fiction.
There is no mansion of horny lesbian celebrities fucking each other silly
day and night.  This is just a product of my overheated
imagination. Second, if you're under 18 then I'm afraid you can't read
this.  All age laws in your neck of the woods apply and must be followed.

	A shout out to my ace proofreader KayJay who caught all the
ridiculous spelling and grammatical errors that neither I nor spell check
caught.  Thanks for his help and his suggestions.

	Now for the most important part...getting me feedback.  I work
pretty dang hard on these chapters and ask for no money in return (though
if you'd like to send some, I'd be more than happy to accept.  I can quit
my job and work on stories full time.  Mmmmm bliss).  All I ask for is your
feedback, whether you loved it or hated it.  Send me your feelings to
KMB2476@aol.com please.  Your feedback is much appreciated.

	And now here's something you'll really enjoy...



The Harem "Better Late Than Never" By KMB



Usually on days when she didn't have to be up to be on the set, eight in
the morning was way too early for Alyssa Milano to even be up, much less be
full of holiday cheer.  But there she was bright and smiling before noon
with not even a single cup of coffee in her system yet.  If that wasn't a
Christmas miracle then Alyssa didn't know what was.

	Malibu was a place of late nights and even later mornings, but this
was a day Alyssa wouldn't have slept in and missed for all the lesbian sex
in the world.  She didn't even mind getting into costume and driving all
the way into the city and leaving her friends behind for the day.  The
children were worth it.

	Ever since she had gotten her first acting break, Alyssa had made
herself promise that if she got famous she would never turn into one of
those selfish celebrities that could barely be bothered to write out a
check for charity.  She wanted to give back and not just with her bank
account.  She really wanted to give her time and her energy to helping
people in need.

	She had grown up modestly in New York City and she had never
forgotten where she had come from.  Whenever there was a chance to help
others she was usually there.  Despite all the Hollywood trappings she had
and the hedonism she so eagerly indulged in with her housemates daily and
nightly, she hadn't lost this part of herself.

	That was why she was up at this ungodly hour on her weekend dressed
in the fluffy red and white trimmed outfit one might expect on a yearly
visitor from the North Pole.  She even had her Santa hat on and, after
suitably checking herself out in the mirror, she gave the soft white ball
at the end of her hat a playful flick with her thumb.

	She wasn't supposed to be Santa that morning. That job was going to
someone who was significantly more male than she was, but Alyssa had been
assigned the role of Mrs. Claus and she was more than happy to play it.
She and some of her fellow celebrities were supposed to handing out
presents to homeless and needy children and as soon as she'd been asked,
Alyssa had signed on.

	"Damn I still look hot," Alyssa said aloud, even though she was
alone in her room.  "Mrs. Claus is definitely gonna be giving Santa a
hard-on this year."

	Alyssa giggled as she indulged herself in a caress of her own body
through her costume.  She definitely was one sexy Mrs. Claus and she loved
how the material felt against her body.  She might even keep it for a while
after today.  It might add some extra spice later when she gave her
housemates their Christmas presents.

The costume certainly didn't expose too much flesh.  There wasn't even a
hint of cleavage on display and white stockings covered what leg was shown.
After all this was a children's charity event and not a strip club.

But Alyssa still had a healthy enough self esteem that she couldn't help
but notice how well she filled out her costume.  The red was pushed out
nicely by the swell of her tits and Alyssa felt a happy stirring between
her legs as she pictured her friends helping her out of her costume once
she got home.

But those thoughts would have to wait.  There were gifts to give.  Sex
could come later.

Alyssa tore herself away from her own reflection and headed downstairs.
She didn't have to run off quite yet.  There was still some time to get
some coffee and make sure she didn't konk out around noontime.  But before
she could get to the kitchen, Alyssa discovered she wasn't the only mansion
resident up this early and full of cheer.

In fact Alyssa saw her mood was downright Scrooge-like compared to Jennifer
Love Hewitt as she buzzed around the mansion's Christmas tree, hanging up
the last of the ornaments she had picked up yesterday.  They had gotten the
tree a few weeks back and Love had treated it like her baby ever since,
making sure it got water at just the right temperature, received the
perfect amount of light per day and that it was decorated beautifully.

Ever since they had brought the tree in, Love had been tinkering with it,
moving ornaments around and adjusting tinsel until she had it right.  Then
the next day she'd have come up with an even better idea to make the tree
look prettier and she had gone right back to work.  It was the same thing
that had happened the year before and the year after that and it never
failed to amuse Alyssa to see her friend get intoxicated with the Christmas
spirit.

If there was anyone in the mansion one could have predicted to go crazy for
the holidays it was Love and they would have would have been right on the
money.  From Thanksgiving to New Year's, Love was the mansion's Martha
Stewart without the dictatorial side.  She was an endless source of holiday
cheer and since today was Christmas Eve she was in peak form.

Alyssa leaned against the doorway and watched with a wide smile as Love,
dressed in her bathrobe, left the tree alone and busied herself with a task
she'd been dying to complete since last Dec. 26.  Love opened a box and one
by one pulled out the Christmas stockings that lay within.  Growing up,
Love's mom had waited until Christmas Eve before letting her and her
brother hang up their stockings and she had continued the tradition here in
Malibu.

When they had first explored the mansion that first day, Love had been
secretly ecstatic to see a fireplace just so she could do this come
Christmastime.  The fireplace didn't get much use with Malibu weather, save
for the occasional days when heavy rains put them in the mood to get
toasty, but Love had been as happy to see it as she had any sexual theme to
any of the rooms.

Love pulled a hammer and nails off the table and walked back to the
fireplace and began hanging the stockings up on the mantle.  They were all
labeled with white script she had made herself and soon everyone's name was
on display.  There were stockings for Rose, Jen, Jessica, Christina, Jewel,
Alyssa and of course herself and Love's smile grew when she saw how good
they all looked hanging side by side.

She loved having so many of her friends around at Christmastime.  It said
to her that what they had was more than just sex, but something more.  They
were a family too in their own little way.  It was a constantly horny, lust
filled way, but a way nonetheless.

Glancing over at the tree, Love couldn't help but feel the giddy rush that
came every December.  She loved seeing all those presents under the tree,
just waiting to be opened and not just because a healthy amount of them had
her name on them.  She couldn't wait for the floor to be filled with
wrapping paper tomorrow morning as her friends saw what she had gotten
them.

Love took present shopping very seriously.  She didn't just want to get
good presents for the people she cared about.  She wanted to get perfect
ones.  She didn't care if she had to go to the ends of the earth to find
them.  And now that her show was doing so well, Love had the extra money to
make it happen.  She was going to get perfect presents if it took every
drop of energy she had.  She could collapse and rest the day after
Christmas.

Finding gifts that were perfectly suited to each and every one of her
housemates had been challenging but Love had done it.  Of course she still
had a few more left to get.  She wanted to get one more thing for her mom
and last night she had thought of something she just had to run out and get
for Gwen Stefani because it was too perfect to pass up.

Having to shop even on Christmas Eve didn't damper Love's spirits though.
She was so in the Christmas zone that nothing was going to faze her.  She
had the Christmas music going and sugarplums dancing over her head as she
finished her stocking hanging and she wasn't going to stop smiling until
every bell had been jingled.

It was the Christmas music that finally inspired Alyssa to make her
presence known.  She had remained silent throughout Love's work but it
wasn't until Alvin & The Chipmunks' Christmas Don't Be Late came on that
she couldn't take anymore, especially when Love began singing along.

"Want a plane that loops the loop," Love giddily sang along with the
high-pitched rodents.  "Me I want a hula hoop.  We can barely stand the
wait...please Christmas don't be late."

"Ohhhhhh no!  Not that!" Alyssa protested with a laugh.  "Not that song!
Play anything else!  Play Run-DMC.  Play Jose Feleciano.  Hell, you can
even play the dogs barking Jingle Bells, but you are not allowed to play
that song!  It gets stuck in my head every year!"

"Sorry," Love giggled, pressing the skip button on her CD player.  She
didn't mind that song, but she understood how it could easily get on
someone's nerves.  Luckily she had burned a CD with a long, thorough mix of
Christmas songs and the combination of The Barenaked Ladies and Sarah
McLachlan singing God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen came up.

"Much better," Alyssa said before giving her housemate a proper good
morning kiss, which got the both of them smiling even more.

"Mmmmm I definitely want more of that for Christmas," Love joked as she
eyed her costumed friend.  "I hope you got my list this year Santa."

"Hey, do you see a beard and a fat gut here?" Alyssa teased.  "I'm
Mrs. Claus.  Not Santa."

"Whatever," Love replied with a smile.  "Just as long as you bring me what
I want this year."

"Well I dunno, I'd have to check to see if you're on the nice list or the
naughty one," Alyssa said.  She glanced up at the clock and saw that she
still had some time to spare.

Things were starting to get a little frisky between her and Love and Alyssa
made the split second decision not to fight it.  Maybe sex didn't have to
wait until she got home after all.  The kids were still going to get their
presents.  She had a little time left to have herself some fun.

"But Santa has to deliver all those presents tonight," Love pointed out.
"Are you going to have time to check to see if I've been nice this year?"

"Well we'll just have to go over your list again, won't we?" Alyssa said,
sitting down in a chair.  "Come sit in my lap little girl and tell
Mrs. Claus what you want."

Giggling all the way, Love sat herself in her housemate's lap and gave her
a loving kiss.

"No bribes," Alyssa grinned.  "You're not going to kiss your way to
presents little girl.  Now what is it you want this year?"

"Oh Mrs. Claus I want lots of things," Love playing along as she nestled
herself in Alyssa's lap and rubbed their soft bodies together.  "I want a
pony.  I want a Barbie Dream House.  I want a new dolly.  I want new roller
skates.  I want a puppy.  I want..."

"Whoa there little girl," Alyssa interrupted.  "That's a pretty long list
you have there.  Do you deserve any of those presents?  Have you been a
good girl this year?"

"Welllllllll...I try to be good Mrs. Claus, but I can't help being naughty
sometimes," Love replied in her sexiest little girl voice.  "Please don't
tell Santa.  I want to be a good girl, but it's so much more fun to be
bad."

"Maybe we can work out some kind of arrangement," Alyssa offered as she
began caressing Love's back through her fluffy robe.  "What have you done
that was so naughty little girl?  Maybe it's not so bad."

"Oh it's definitely naughty Mrs. Claus," Love insisted.  "I try so hard to
be good but I can't help it.  I see these pretty girls all the time and I
just want to kiss them.  I want to kiss their pretty lips and totally make
out with them for like hours and hours and hours.  I want to take off all
their clothes and kiss all over their bodies too.  Mmmmm I tell myself to
stop, but I just can't.  It feels so good to be naughty.  All I can think
about is kissing girls and touching them and making them moan and getting
them all wet for me to lick."

"Do you do that too naughty girl?" Alyssa asked, staying in character but
rubbing herself against her housemate more.  "Do you lick those pretty
girls?"

"Mmmmmhmmm," Love answered.  "I do.  I lick their pussies until they come
all over my face and soak my dirty little tongue.  Is that bad?  Is it
naughty that I fuck pretty girls and play with their tits and use toys and
my fingers on their asses?  Am I a bad girl for doing that?  Please tell me
I'm not on the naughty list and I'm still going to get lots of presents
from Santa this year."

"Well I've got bad news for you little girl," Alyssa declared sternly.
"You've been a very naughty girl this year.  Good girls don't fuck other
girls, especially not up the ass.  You're definitely on the naughty list."

"Awwwwww," Love pouted, trying not to smile too much as she pressed against
Alyssa.  She hadn't been looking for naughty fun that morning, but never
resisted when it found her and Love knew this was a perfect chance to burn
off some of the excess energy pulsing through her veins.

"But I've got good news too," Alyssa said, a grin cracking her lips again.
"Naughty girls get even better presents than good girls do."

"Ohhhhhh what do they get Mrs. Claus?" Love asked in her little girl voice.
"What do naughty girls get for Christmas?"

"They get this, you hot little slut," Alyssa answered before smothering
Love's lips in another kiss.  This one lasted much longer than the earlier
ones had.

Love and Alyssa passionately French kissed each other, moaning into each
other's mouths as they traded saliva and caressed tongues.  They took turns
sucking on each other's tongues and keeping their lips hotly fused until
Love couldn't take much more and broke for oxygen.

"Mmmmmm that's my favorite kind of present," Love laughed.  "But is that
all I get?"

"Uh uh, you get a lot more for being so fucking naughty," Alyssa declared
before undoing the sash of Love's robe and pushing it off her shoulders,
exposing her total nudity underneath.  She knew she didn't have a lot of
time for this, but she had enough.  Plus it was good to work these sexy
thoughts out of her system before she saw the kids, Alyssa told herself.

"Ohhhhhhh yessssssss," Love hissed as Alyssa's hands went right to her bare
tits and began massaging them lovingly while her mouth went after her
nipples, tonguing and sucking on them until they were swollen and super
sensitive.  "Fuck me Lyssa!  Fuck me like a naughty fucking girl!  Gimmie
my present!  Fuck me please!"

"Dirty little slut," Alyssa moaned, her mouth full of breast, but her
intent clear.  "You're gonna get just what you want!"

Alyssa released Love's tits from her mouth and left both nipples rosy with
desire.  She gave them a playful pinch, making Love groan in ecstatic pain
and rub against her with greater enthusiasm.

"You really can't help it can you?" Alyssa teased, her eager hands playing
with Love's jiggling tits.  "Mmmmm even when you're acting like a good girl
Christmas bunny on speed hanging up your stockings and decorating your
tree, all you want is to get fucked!  All you want is to get this pretty
little pussy of yours licked.  You really are a naughty little slut Love."

"Mmmm you know it Lyssa," Love dreamily sighed, her wide eyes glazed with
desire.  "I'm always so wet.  I can't ever be a good girl.  I love being
naughty too much.  Mmmm I want to be so slutty for you and get my pretty
pink pussy licked and fucked all the time.  I work so hard to try and be
good and all I am is bad."

"You're definitely going to have to get spanked for that when I get home
later," Alyssa lewdly promised, which got another happy moan from Love.
"Naughty little sluts get their hot asses slapped.  Mmmmmm and if they're
extra naughty they get their asses fucked too.  But first let's see how
naughty you really are little girl.  Let's see how wet your pussy is."

Love just smiled in response and shrugged her robe all the way off her
body, sending it to the floor, and spread her legs open as wide as she
could while still remaining on Alyssa's lap.  Alyssa didn't hesitate to go
right for Love's bald pussy.  She ran her palm over the splayed lips and
found them slick with girl juice and that was nothing compared to what
happened when she pushed two of her fingers inside Love.

"Oh Christ, you are wet," Alyssa said appreciatively.  "How'd you fucking
get this wet so fast Love?  How does your naughty little pussy get so
goddamn hot before I even get inside you?"

"Mmmm you make me wet Alyssa," Love told her friend before giving her a wet
kiss on the lips.  "You and Jen and Rose and everyone here.  You make me so
wild and so fucking naughty."

"Well now this naughty cunt of yours is gonna get fucked," Alyssa stated as
casually as if she was observing a fact about the weather.  "That's what
you want isn't it Love?  You want my fingers up your squishy little
snatch."

"Yessssssssssss!" Love passionately cried as Alyssa shoved a third finger
inside her pussy and began fucking her with them.  "Fuck me Lyssa!  Finger
my naughty pussy!  Make me fucking cream your fingers like a good little
slut!"

That was all Love got out of her mouth before Alyssa silenced her with
another long kiss.  The two brunettes passionately made out as Love rocked
her body against Alyssa's coaxing her fingers to go faster and deeper.
Never one to deny a girl, particularly at Christmas time, Alyssa did as
needed.

She worked her fingers in and out of Love with a rough touch.  There was
nothing delicate about Alyssa's approach.  She jammed her fingers into Love
with growing force and the naked girl responded ecstatically, fucking
herself against her friend's hand and crying out into their kiss with more
and more passion after each finger thrust.

While she kissed and fingered Love, Alyssa's other hand moved down her
housemate's back to her bare ass.  She gripped the bouncing cheeks and
squeezed, adding to Love's pleasure and sending a fresh glaze of wetness
out of Love's pussy and onto Alyssa's probing fingers.

"Yeahhhhhhh!" Love groaned, the kiss ending, but her and Alyssa's lips
still touching.  "Ooooooooooh this is just what I fucking need Lyssa!
Mmmmmmm I act like such a good girl around the holidays but all I really
want is this!  I want to get fucked like a dirty little whore!  I want to
be your fucking slut Lyssa!  You and every other hot girl in the house.  I
want to be everyone's nasty little fuck slut!"

"Mmmmm yesssssss fuck my fingers Love," Alyssa urged, resting her hand and
letting Love do all the work for a spell.  She once again marveled at her
housemate's ability to go from innocent to slutty in the blink of an eye.
Love had been singing Christmas songs five minutes ago and now she was
spewing dirty talk right out of a porn star's mouth.

Love had been nothing but good cheer and Christmas kisses for the past few
weeks and the desire to get nasty had been building inside her, just
begging to be released at times like this.  Her heart was pounding with
lust and Love knew it wouldn't be long until she was orgasming all over
Alyssa's fingers.

Feeling her pulse race, Love immediately responded by increasing the tempo
of her bouncing.  She began riding Alyssa's fingers like they were a hard
cock and her tits bounced right along with her, slapping Alyssa's chin and
her mouth as the wicked Mrs. Claus tried to work them back between her
lips.

"Yessssssss that's it Love!  Fuck my fingers with your tight pussy!" Alyssa
moaned, her own pussy soaking up nicely as she wondered if she was going to
have to get her costume emergency dry cleaning.  "You nasty slut!  You're
making me naughty this morning!  I should be off being nice and handing out
presents and you're making me want to just stay here and finger fuck your
slutty cunt!  You gonna come for me Love?  You gonna make my fingers all
sticky before I go?  You gonna make me give presents to innocent little
kids with my fingers coated in your slutty fucking cum?  Is that what
you're gonna do you fucking whore?"

"YESSSSSSSSS GONNA COME!!!" Love wailed blissfully.  "MAKE ME FUCKING COME
LYSSA!!!  MAKE ME SOAK YOUR WHOLE HAND IN MY NAUGHTY GIRL JUICES!!!  AHHHHH
GETTING SO CLOSE!!!"

"Not till you have a taste," Alyssa grinned, yanking out her fingers and
shoving them into Love's moaning mouth, giving the girl the full flavor of
her own pussy.  Love greedily sucked the three juicy fingers like she was
giving them head, moving her lips up and down Alyssa's digits and leaving
them clean and coated in saliva.

But Alyssa didn't neglect Love's pussy as she fucked her mouth.  She moved
her other hand off of Love's ass and got it to work between her legs.
Alyssa's fresh fingers quickly were just as wet as her other ones had been
and she fingered Love aggressively, slamming her three fingers into the
girl's soaked pink folds as she debated whether or not to add a fourth
finger.

That became a moot point very quickly though as Love's whole body began to
tense up.  Her mouth was still filled with Alyssa's fingers but her moans
were clear.  She was definitely close.  Alyssa calculated she was seconds
away from getting off so she abandoned her potential experiment to see just
how much of her hand Love's pussy could take and instead focused her
fingers on her lover's clitoris.

Love's clit was throbbing with desire and there was no way Alyssa could
miss it.  She felt it pulse against her fingers and moaned as she spread
open her fingers and wrapped them around Love's pleasure bud.  She loved
knowing she could make her friends this hot.  She loved making them come.
It was such a rush, not to mention an ego boost, to get beautiful women
like the ones she lived with to orgasm.

"Come for me baby!" Alyssa urged, her and Love's noses rubbing together as
her fingers roughly pinched and rubbed Love's clitoris, jilling off her
housemate.  "Gimmie your cum Love!  Fucking soak my fingers with that yummy
cream!  I want to feel you all over my hand all day when I'm acting all
sweet and caring and just wanting to get back here to fuck you some more!"

Alyssa pulled her fingers out of Love's mouth and the gasping girl let out
an ecstatic moan, her body shuddering and sweating on Love's lap.  Alyssa's
fingers dripped with Love's spit and she rubbed them between Love's
cleavage and over her bouncing tits, which she soon took into her hand,
moving back and forth and squeezing each breast.  Alyssa made sure her
thrusts up with her fingers matched Love's thrusts down so they were in
perfect sexual synch.

"Oh God!!!  Ohhhhhhhhh God!!!" Love cried out, her eyes closed and her
mouth wide open as the pleasure pulsed through her.  She was so close.  All
she needed was a little more.

Love knew there was no substitute for a woman's tongue, but skilled fingers
in her pussy certainly could do in a pinch and Alyssa was definitely
skilled.  Love felt like her clit was going to explode with sexual passion
from Alyssa's furious fingering and hard pinching on her plump bud.
Alyssa's fingers were tight enough so her clit couldn't escape, but loose
enough so that she could move and bounce and fuck herself.

There was something so raw about fingering.  Eating pussy was an art, but
fingering was about losing control and giving into naked desire, whether it
was through masturbation or another's touch.  The rawness was what Love
needed now and she responded to Alyssa's practiced touch with sharp cries
and breathless gasps while bouncing up a storm in her lover's lap.

As she felt her body tingle from head to toe with orgasmic anticipation,
Love pictured the nasty image of Alyssa handing out those presents to those
sweet, innocent children while her fingers still had cum on them.  And even
better...having Alyssa meet some other hot girl there and letting her suck
her fingers clean, making sure the girl knew just whose cum it was she was
tasting.  It was naughty and wrong and so hot and just thinking about it
kept Love from holding back for even another second.

"FUCK!!!" Love screamed as orgasm overtook her naked body.  "YESSSSSSS
AHHHHHH YOUR FINGERS FEEL SO GOOOOOD LYSSAAAAAAA!!!  MAKING ME
COMMMMMME!!!"

Alyssa's hand flew from Love's tits to the back of her neck as soon as she
began to come.  She pushed her lover in for another kiss and Love's screams
disappeared into Alyssa's mouth.  Even though she wasn't licking Love,
Alyssa fed off her friend's orgasm through the kiss, making sure Love's
sweaty, shaking body was pressed flat to her as her creamy cum flowed all
over her fingers and down her hand.

The intense fingering and orgasm had Love seeing stars as her eyes remained
fused shut.  She kissed back as hard as her strength would allow, but her
brain was mostly focused on the orgasm loosening her fillings and not on
the tongue in her mouth.

When Alyssa finally removed her three fingers Love felt disappointed and
her disappointment grew when she opened her eyes and saw her lover licking
off her cum coated fingers.  She had hoped Alyssa would actually go to her
event all sticky and cummy.

But that disappointment lasted only as long as it took for Alyssa to offer
Love a taste of her own orgasm.  Love immediately smiled and accepted,
guiding Alyssa's sweetly flavored fingers to her mouth and sucking them
like sugary candy.  When Alyssa's fingers were clean the two girls cuddled
for a few happy moments before the afterglow faded and Love hoped off
Alyssa's lap.

"Ohhhhhhhhh you little slut, you fucking ruined my costume," Alyssa groaned
as she eyed the tell tale signs of sex on her costume.

"Oh God!  I'm sorry Lyssa!" Love apologized without hesitation, her slutty
mode fading back to innocent, Christmas lover as she pictured Alyssa not
being able to help those kids.

"Relax sweetie, I was just teasing," Alyssa smiled, giving Love a
reassuring kiss as she rose from the chair.  Her legs were like jelly and
she had to grab the mantle over the fireplace for balance until feeling
came back.  "I can clean this up no problem.  Believe me, if there's one
thing I know by now it's how to get cum out of clothes.  Besides, that was
totally worth it."

Love relaxed and gave Alyssa a happy kiss back, running her hands over her
housemate's clothed chest and delighting in feeling her nipples poking
through her red costume.  She just wanted everything to be perfect for the
holiday.

"So when do I get a chance to give you a present back?" Love asked.  "I
haven't been the only naughty girl this year, you know."

"Mmmmm as soon as I get back," Alyssa promised.  "Baby you got me so
fucking wet just now that I won't be cooling down until you make me come
like four or five times, at least."

"It's a date then," Love smiled.  "And you'll get more than that Lyssa.
But just make sure Santa brings me that pony too...Mrs. Claus."

* * * * *

Having taken a different route downstairs, Jennifer Aniston had not
witnessed Alyssa and Love's gift exchange.  But she had certainly heard it.
Wondering to herself with a smile if she had been around the mansion for
too long since she had instantly recognized the loud, orgasmic screams as
Love's by sound alone, Jennifer made her way to the kitchen.

It had been tempting to go off in search of where the sex noise was coming
from to see who was making Love feel that good, but Jennifer's need for
coffee had taken priority over her need to get laid.  She believe she had
to fully wake up first before she got horny.  But then again there had been
so many mornings in Malibu where she had been awoken by a sexy tongue
lapping at her pussy that that particular theory had a few holes in it.

Maybe she could just grab a sip or two and then go off to find Love.
Jennifer was already thinking some early morning fun might be a good way to
chase away the holiday blues.  The Christmas season after all wasn't always
carols and gingerbread houses.  It also reminded you of things that were
better left not thought about and Jennifer felt it was going to be one of
those days.  She didn't want to be gloomy on Christmas Eve, though, so
anything to possibly cheer her up was definitely worth pursuing.

But first she had to snap herself out of her sleepiness before she
concentrated on getting rid of her potential funk.  She wasn't much of a
use to anyone or anything until she got at least a little coffee in her.
Fortunately she was able to get to the kitchen without either falling down
the stairs or walking into a wall, so she planned on grabbing a cup to go
and then finding Love and her playmate and seeing if they were up for
another partner.

However, before she even got to put the first part of her plan in action,
Jennifer found herself face to face with something that made her instantly
forget all about Love and whomever she was with.  It was one of those
scenes that froze you to your feet and made you thank God you had working
eyes so you were able to witness it.

"AHHHHHH YEAHHHHH THAT'S IT YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!" a very naked Rose McGowan
roared as she lay sprawled on the kitchen counter, her head slung over the
edge and her hair cascading straight down while her legs were slung over
Michelle's shoulders so the mansion's maid head could be positioned at her
pussy.

"EAT IT YOU NASTY BITCH!!!" Rose continued, her hand gripping Michelle by
her long blonde hair to make sure she didn't even consider escape.  "EAT
OUT MY WET FUCKING CUNT!!!  OHHHHHHH YEAHHHHHH MMMMMM WORK THAT TONGUE
MICHELLE!!!  WORK IT DEEP IN MY PUSSY!!! YESSSSSSSSSSS AHHHHH GOOD LITTLE
BITCH!!! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD LITTLE BITCH!!!"

Jennifer found herself robbed of speech and unable to move.  All she could
do was stare at Michelle as she kneeled on stool against the counter and
bent over to feed off Rose's pussy.  That and touch herself.  Jennifer's
feet might have been frozen, but her hands weren't and before she even knew
what she was doing, Jennifer was caressing her own breasts through the thin
t-shirt she wore and guiding her hand underneath the boxer shorts she'd
worn to sleep to get a feel of her rapidly dampening pussy.

A soft moan slipped past Jennifer's lips as her own fingers caressed her
slick lips.  But her sound was like a mouse's squeak next to Rose's lioness
roar so no one heard her.  Jennifer began rubbing her slit up and down with
her fingers, her moans getting longer and her breaths coming quicker.  She
probably could have rubbed herself to an orgasm pretty quickly, but that
wasn't what she wanted.

Seeing Rose in action never failed to cheer her up but nothing left her
smiling like being able to get in on her housemate's action.  Coffee was no
longer her priority.  Pussy was.  Whether or not to join in wasn't even a
question as far as Jennifer was concerned.  It was practically law in the
mansion.

As soon as Jennifer found the strength to move her feet she began walking
out of the doorway and toward the counter.  She debated whether or not to
go to Michelle or Rose and as tempting as the stacked, blonde maid was,
Jennifer could never resist her friend.

Rose was too busy crying out and holding Michelle in place by her hair to
notice anything, even a beautiful, aroused women walking toward her with
lust in her eyes and sex on the brain.  Her head remained tilted down off
the counter and, until Jennifer leaned down and kissed Rose right on the
lips, did the raven-haired actress even know she was being watched.

"Oooooooooh morning Jen...ahhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck!  Don't you dare stop you
little whore!" Rose commanded as the maid peered up to see who had joined
their fun.  "I don't care who walks in the fucking door!  You keep eating
my pussy!"

"What are you doing?" Jennifer asked, running her fingers gently over
Rose's pale, perfect face.  It was an obvious question and everyone knew
it.  Jennifer could see exactly what Rose and Michelle were doing.  She
wanted to know what had triggered it and Rose didn't have to be told that.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssss I'm just...mmmmmmmm fuck yeah...that's the
spot you goddamned nasty little cunt licker...just giving this slut her
Christmas bonus," Rose explained in between blissful moans and sharp cries.

"Aren't you supposed to just give her a check?" Jennifer teased, her pussy
juicing up more and more with every passing second she was close to these
two gorgeous sex addicts.

"Her?  No way," Rose laughed as she moaned.  "Michelle doesn't want any
fucking money.  All she wants for Christmas is our hot, famous cum staining
her lips and dripping down her chin onto those huge fucking tits of hers.
Isn't that right slut?  Isn't our yummy cream all a dirty whore like you
wants?"

"Oui Madame!  Oui!" Michelle enthusiastically agreed when Rose yanked her
up by her hair, showing Jennifer how sticky and wet her lips and chin were.
"All I want is to swallow your delicious creams and have you fill my slutty
belly with your cum!  Please let your maid lick you more!  Please let your
fucking whore eat you out and make you come!"

Michelle's rampant sub side and eagerness to let her employers sexually
control her always tilted toward the nuclear meltdown side of the hotness
scale and this morning was no exception.  Rose shoved Michelle's face back
into her spread pussy just as Jennifer pushed her hand back into her
boxers.  She was soaking her underwear just watching Michelle dine out on
the delicacy between Rose's legs and her melancholy was already a memory.

Jennifer moaned again as she rubbed her pussy and that turned into a happy
gasp and sigh as she penetrated herself with her fingers, instantly coating
them with the glaze of her arousal when she slid her fingers past her slit.
This time Jennifer's actions didn't escape notice and Rose had a simple
request.

"Gimmie!" Rose demanded.  "Let me taste your fingers Jen!  Ooooooooooh
yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah suck on that clit Michelle!  Suck on my throbbing
fucking clit!  Mmmmmmmm gimmie that sweet taste Jen while this goddamn
French whore gobbles up my cunt!"

Jennifer didn't deny her friend.  She smiled as she withdrew her wet
fingers out of her pussy and pushed them into Rose's open mouth.  The
brunette clamped her lips down and started sucking Jennifer's fingers
making them even wetter from the hot saliva that filled her mouth.  While
she did this Rose reached out with her hand and tugged down frantically at
Jennifer's boxers.

Not even Rose was quite so adept at doing three sexual things at once so
Jennifer helped her horny housemate out.  Rose was able to tug the wet
shorts down past Jennifer's thighs and she got them the rest of the way
down herself, leaving her barefoot and bottomless in the kitchen, her thin
t-shirt the only thing keeping her from joining Rose in total nudity.

"Bring your pussy to me Jen," Rose requested after pulling Jennifer's
fingers from her mouth with a pop, her voice passionately insistent.  "I'm
hungry too!  I want your taste all over my tongue while I fuck this whore's
face!"

With her head hanging off the edge of the countertop, Rose was in the
perfect position for Jennifer to just come up to her and thrust her pussy
in her face so that was just what she did and it took only the slimmest of
split seconds before Rose got her tongue to work lapping away at her
wetness.

"OOOOOOOOOOOH!!!" Jennifer loudly squealed when Rose's tongue licked up her
slit and burrowed inside enthusiastically.  "Lick me Rose!  Ahhhhhhh
yesssssssss mmmmmmm lick meeeeeeeeee!!!"

Her lovers had always told Jennifer that she had an amazing tongue.  She
had never quite known whether to believe that or not because she didn't
feel there was any possible way she could be as good as her housemates.
They were all so good at licking pussy, especially Rose.

While everyone thought Rose was at her best when she had Mr. Snappy
strapped to her waist, truthfully Jennifer loved her tongue more.  She
always had her head spinning and pussy creaming in what felt like seconds
and Jennifer was quickly panting with breathless desire as she grabbed onto
the countertop and began thrusting herself against her housemate's face.

"Fuuuuuuuuuck!" Jennifer groaned, her swollen nipples poking against her
shirt and threatening to rip right through.  "Ahhhhh this is just what I
neeeeeeeed Rose!!!  Lick me hard!  Work that tongue all over my wet pussy!
Lick out every fucking drop of juice!"

That was exactly what Rose was planning to do.  She was skilled enough to
keep a steady licking rhythm on Jennifer while Michelle did the same to
her.  The maid had been going down on Rose for too long for the actress to
think she could get Jen off quickly enough to catch up, but that didn't
mean she was going to let her own pleasure distract from the sweet pussy at
her lips, dripping with the messy desire of girl juice.

Rose kept her head hung upside down as she licked away at Jennifer.  Secure
in the belief that Michelle wouldn't dare move away, Rose removed her hands
from the blonde's head and extended them out to trap Jennifer.

She grabbed her housemate by her ass and latched onto her bare cheeks,
keeping a tight hold on them as she licked.  Rose barely noticed the blood
rushing to her head from her unique position flat on the countertop.  She
was too focused on the pleasure filling her mouth and dripping from her
pussy.

Rose licked up and down Jennifer's cunt lips like she was famished for girl
cream.  Her tonguing was hard and fast, but lost none of the skill and
precision Jennifer had grown accustomed to from Rose.  Every lick against
her sensitive lips had shivers of ecstasy shooting up Jennifer's spine and
the pleasure cries spilled out of her mouth in an excited babble of coos,
sighs and cries for more.

Though she now had a wet, pink muzzle against her mouth, Rose was making
even more noise than Jennifer was.  Michelle's tongue had zeroed in on her
clit and was slapping it like a toy, making her swollen bud absolutely ache
with lust.  And when Michelle finally tired of her game, she latched her
lips to Rose's clit and sucked on it with passionate gulps showing that she
cared about only one thing above all...making her lover come.

Several times Rose had to pause her licking to scream her approval of
Michelle's actions.  Jennifer's pussy muffled her sound, but it was clear
she loved what was happening to her.  Her grip tightened on Jennifer's ass
and her nails dug in, but Jennifer didn't mind at all.  The little touch of
pain made the pleasure of Rose's tongue even sweeter.

Hearing both Rose and Jennifer's increasingly happy cries and knowing she
was triggering them both caused some serious dampening of Michelle's
uniform.  If she had even bothered slipping some on that morning her
panties would have been soaked by now.  But Michelle usually never bothered
with panties, especially when she was at work.  They were an unnecessary
and potentially aggravating impediment to her fun and Michelle didn't
tolerate things that got in the way of her getting off.

It hadn't been far off when she had said all she wanted was the cum of her
gorgeous employers.  Michelle wasn't about to give up her weekly paychecks,
but when it came to bonuses, having all the pussy she could ever want was
her idea of heaven.  Everyone at the mansion was so beautiful and so
uninhibited.  Michelle had never been any place like this and every day
when she went home all she wanted was for morning to come so she could go
back.

She couldn't decide which girl she loved licking most.  They were all so
delicious.  It was like picking a favorite ice cream.  Michelle didn't mind
having to clean up a place as big as the mansion all by herself.  It was
worth it just to be close to these goddesses and the fact that she not only
got to fuck them but all their sexy friends as well was all the motivation
Michelle needed to be giddy for work every day.

Michelle had just been straightening up the kitchen when she had felt a
hand grab her ass through her uniform.  Outside of work this would have
gotten whoever had done it a slap across the face, but here not only was it
a welcomed gesture, Michelle encouraged it.  She had whirled around and
thrown her arms around her harasser for a long kiss without even knowing or
caring who it was.

It had only taken a seconds worth of a kiss for Michelle to recognize
Rose's lips and one more blink of an eye for Rose to be sprawled on the
counter for Michelle's tongue to lick away at her wetness.  It had taken no
coaxing whatsoever for Michelle to bury her face in Rose's pussy.  No words
had even needed to be exchanged.  Rose wanted Michelle and Michelle
desperately wanted Rose.  Nothing more was necessary.

Michelle had been licking and sucking and kissing and going after every bit
of Rose's pussy her horny mouth and tongue could get at before Jennifer had
joined in and now that two had become three, Michelle increased the speed
and tempo of her efforts.  She knew her Madame Rose would want to come as
soon as possible so she could put all her concentration into fucking her
friend.  Michelle's own pleasure was secondary then.  All the blonde maid
wanted was to make Rose feel good so she could tend to Jennifer's needs.

Rose's juices were soaking her tongue and her clit throbbed between her
lips.  Michelle knew she was close, but she wanted to get her closer.  She
spread Rose's legs wider on the counter and jammed her face in even deeper
into her lover's cunt.  Rose's bush tickled her nose and made Michelle
giggle into her sex, but she didn't let up with her clit sucking, not even
a tiny bit.  She went after Rose hard, telling herself not to come up for
breath until she'd made Rose cream.

Out of all the girls there, Rose had been the only one to never let
Michelle shave her.  She had gladly submitted to a trim to keep her dark
bush nice and neat, but everyone else, save her, had allowed Michelle to
make their pussies baby smooth.  Rose had wanted to make sure she was
always distinctive...as if that would ever have been a problem.

But Rose's stubbornness on resisting Michelle's razor certainly didn't
impact the blonde's enjoyment of eating her out.  Rose's rich, creamy
juices were filling her mouth.  She was so hot and so wet and Michelle knew
her orgasm was immanent.  Rose's screams were becoming audible, even with
Jennifer's pussy clamped to her lips and Rose's pink pussy lips flared and
tightened like a soft vise on Michelle, gripping her lips as she sucked
furiously on the brunette's clitoris.

"FUCK ME!" Rose commanded, breaking away from Jennifer's pussy just long
enough to spit out her words.  "MAKE ME FUCKING COME MICHELLE!!!  DO IT NOW
YOU SLUTTY LITTLE BITCH!!!"

Rose's words touched Michelle's heart better than any sweet nothing a boy
had ever told her to get into her panties.  She stared up at Rose with
soulful, aroused eyes as she gave everything she had to Rose's clit.  She
knew Rose couldn't see her stare, but she gave her the full power of her
eyes anyway, looking up with rapturous worship as Rose tongued Jennifer,
her neck craned downward and her face coated in beautiful pink girl flesh.

As the bolts of pleasure filled her body and her orgasm began to grip her,
Rose jammed her tongue back inside her housemate.  Jennifer shrieked in
pleasure as Rose penetrated her soft folds with her well-practiced tongue.
She licked away at her lips again, sliding her tongue up and down with
quick strokes to lap up the cream that had collected there in her brief
absence.

The closer she got to coming, the harder Rose licked Jennifer.  She didn't
go for her clit yet.  She was too close to coming and once she started on a
girl's clit, Rose didn't like to stop.  Michelle was doing such a good job
that Rose knew she was going to be screaming too much soon to lick.

Rose's grip on Jennifer's ass remained strong, her nails digging in and
basically keeping her from rolling right off the kitchen counter.  Her body
lurched and shook, her ass slapping against the cool, hard surface as Rose
forced her pussy against Michelle's face, giving the maid plenty of her
pulsing clit to suck on.  Rose had felt Michelle's mouth on her cunt so
many times and she never failed to disappoint.  She was actually surprised
she had lasted this long without coming.

Jennifer looked down at her housemate and her smile widened at the always
arousing sight of Rose's tits bouncing wildly.  She definitely had the
roundest boobs in the house, even more than Jessica's.  Jennifer could
never get enough of touching them and she moved her hands off the counter's
edge to grasp them in her palms, squeezing them and increasing Rose's
pleasure.

One more long, hard pinch of Michelle's lips to her clit was all it took
for Rose to explode, filling the maid's waiting mouth with the sweet girl
honey of orgasm.  Rose's screams disappeared into Jennifer's pussy as her
body whole body quaked in ecstasy.  She frantically fucked Michelle's face,
feeding her a creamy cum breakfast as pleasure coursed through every inch
of her body, making her hair stand up and her toes curl.

"AHHHHHHHHH YEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" Rose howled in one last orgasmic scream
of triumph.  She didn't let her afterglow linger, though.  She got right
back to Jennifer as soon as her head cleared enough for her to focus.

Jennifer didn't release her hold on Rose's tits.  She kept massaging them,
making her nipples swell and throb even after orgasm.  Jennifer's own
nipples were dying to be touched, but she couldn't do it to herself.  She
didn't have the will to stop playing with Rose's chest.  Her soft, all
natural breasts felt so good under her hands that Jennifer wouldn't have
been able to stop for anything, especially as Rose began tongue fucking
her, pushing her closer to her face and keeping her nails dug into her bare
ass.

But fortunately Jennifer had another pair of hands that were very willing
to get a hold of her tits.  Michelle had been working for the girls for so
long that she believed she had developed a sixth sense of where and when
they wanted to be touched.  She got up off her knees and, her face still
coated with Rose's juices, she moved over to Jennifer.

Michelle had swallowed as much of Rose's orgasm as possible and had licked
clean most of what had covered her lips.  What she had missed was quickly
cleaned off by Jennifer as the actress greeted her maid with a long,
lingering kiss.  Michelle sucked Jennifer's tongue right into her mouth as
the bottomless girl cried out from Rose's efforts but that wasn't all she
did.  Michelle also pushed her hands up the bottom of Jennifer's shirt,
traveling upward until she had Jennifer's tits in her hands.

"Mmmmmmmmmm yessssssssssss," Jennifer groaned, her and Michelle's lips
rubbing together as their saliva and girl cum filled kiss ended.  "Make me
taste Rose's juices Michelle.  Mmmmmmmm yummy.  I love how you push them
into my mouth.  So fucking nasty.  Mmmmmmmm yesssssss don't stop.  Play
with my tits while Rose eats me out.  Yeahhhhh I'm gonna make her kiss you
after she makes me come so you can get all my juices into your mouth.
Oooooooh yessssssss!"

Kissing wasn't all Michelle wanted Rose to do after she finished Jennifer
off, but Michelle said nothing of that sort yet.  She was perfectly willing
to wait for her own chance to orgasm even as juices ran from her molten hot
cunt past her uniform skirt and down her leg.  Besides, being able to make
out and play with Jennifer's firm, pink chest was as good a temporary
distraction as she was ever likely to find.

Jennifer's nipples were swollen, dark rocks underneath her white t-shirt.
The thin material of her shirt could do nothing to restrain them but from
Michelle's perspective, almost seeing Jennifer's nipples was hardly
comparable to actually being able to see them and lick them and bite them
and do everything to them her horny mind wished.

Without anything close to an invitation, Michelle took the liberty of
pulling Jennifer's shirt over her head.  Of course this was a most welcomed
gesture and Jennifer did nothing to stop her maid from stripping off her
last piece of clothing.  Moaning all the while from Rose's tongue play,
Jennifer lifted up her arms and allowed Michelle to get her shirt off.  It
was quickly dropped to the floor alongside Jennifer's boxers and Michelle's
mouth went straight for her employer's exposed tits.

"Ooooooooooooooooh!" Jennifer moaned in blissful surrender to the pleasure
assaulting her willing body.  With Rose attacking her pussy and Michelle at
her breasts, Jennifer was quickly a cooing mess of happy babbles.

Jennifer had just been tanning naked again yesterday and she felt a
pleasure rush at the obvious delight Michelle took from her bronzed chest.
Michelle's soft hands caressed the curves of her tits while her lips
latched onto her nipples and sucked greedily on them, like she was a baby
starved for milk.

She had always had sensitive nipples and one of the things Jennifer loved
more about her female lovers than any man she had ever been with, was how
they lavished loving attention on them.  Michelle's wet tongue and full
lips on her swollen, aching nipples had tingles going every which way in
Jennifer's body and acted as the perfect cherry on top of the sundae of
pleasure she was getting from Rose's tongue in her pussy.

"Ahhhhhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhhhh yessssssssssss Rose mmmmmmm right there!"
Jennifer panted.  "That's my spot baby!  Mmmmmmmm more!  Right there!
Oooooooooh I fucking love how you lick me Rose!"

By now Rose knew full well where all the hot spots were on her housemates.
She knew their favorite places to be licked and just how hard they liked
it.  She tongue fucked Jennifer with passionate, forceful lashes, making
sure she could feel every stab of her wet tongue into her tight, feminine
folds.  She couldn't get enough of the sensation of having Jennifer's clit
throb every time her tongue lashed across it.  She made Jennifer's bud
practically dance for her and it was getting her own freshly licked pussy
nice and creamy again.

When Rose would pull her tongue away to gulp down a fresh helping of
Jennifer's juices, she swore that her friend's clit would reach out for
her, like it couldn't stand to be separated from her tongue.  That got Rose
even hotter and she sped up her efforts, lashing against Jennifer's
clitoris with increased vigor.

The faster she licked the closer Jennifer got to orgasm and nothing was
slowing Rose down.  When Jennifer's cunt lips reflexively gripped her
tongue and her walls tightened around her, Rose just moaned and licked
away, breathing in through her nose as she held her mouth fastened to
Jennifer's pussy.

Jennifer's words were all indecipherable cries and babbles now as she
neared her orgasm.  Her legs were turning into jelly, but Rose and
Michelle's hands made sure she wasn't going to fall.  Plus Jennifer's hands
were still tightly gripped to Rose's tits.  She was well balanced as her
pulse sped up inside her veins and her breathing grew shallow and
labored. Sex sweat glistened from her forehead and little drops of it began
trickling down her neck and down her chest, where Michelle eagerly licked
them up, savoring the salty, perfumed taste.

Knowing every inch of Jennifer's body, Rose knew it would only take a few
more licks to get Jennifer coming, but she wanted something more.  She
wanted her friend to have an orgasm that would send her eyes rolling
through her head and make her convulse enough to convince people she was
possessed by Satan herself.  Rose knew just how to do it and she moved
quickly to make it happen.

She moved one of her hands off Jennifer's ass, leaving little marks from
her nails as a reminder of her presence, and shoved it between her own
legs.  Rose wasn't looking to get herself off, though.  She just wanted
some lube and there was no better all natural source than her girl juices.
When she was satisfied her fingers were wet enough to fulfill their
mission, Rose pulled them away and moved back to Jennifer's ass.

There was one thing Rose knew never failed to get Jennifer off and she went
for it without any consideration.  She used the hand still clamped on
Jennifer's ass to spread her open and, once her asshole was exposed enough,
Rose pushed a finger inside her friend.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Jennifer screamed at the surprise, but very appreciated
gesture.  The shock of it got Jennifer's mouth working again and she was
quick to praise her housemate.

"YESSSSSSS FUCK ME ROSE!!!  FINGER FUCK MY ASS!!!" Jennifer pleaded.
"OOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSS IT'S SO GOOD!!!  GONNA MAKE ME COMMMMMME!!!"

Rose grinned her Cheshire cat grin with pride over her work and pushed a
second finger inside Jennifer's tight, puckered hole.  She pistoned her two
fingers in and out of Jennifer, stretching her hole while her tongue worked
over her clit with speed and skill and it took but a second more for
Jennifer to start screaming in orgasmic release.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKK!!!" Jennifer's voice exclaimed in full
rapture.  She creamed Rose's tongue with her hot essence and the brunette
indulged her sweet tooth by drinking it down like wine.  What she didn't
get trickled down her chin and Rose cooed into Jennifer's pussy as she felt
it sizzle against her flesh.

Jennifer's bucking hips thrust her quaking pussy against Rose's face with
even more force than before and Rose responded by continuing her lashing of
Jennifer's clit.  This intensified her orgasm and with Michelle mauling her
tits, squeezing them passionately while she sucked her nipples, Jennifer
did as Rose hoped and rolled her eyes back in her head as she came.
Jennifer's screams filled the kitchen and only when her voice was hoarse
and her naked body shivering did Rose pull away.

The first thing Rose did was hop off the counter and, after shaking off the
pins and needles in her legs and staggering slightly from the rush of blood
out of her head, move toward Jennifer toward a kiss.  But, even with the
happy afterglow leaving her dazed and smiling, Jennifer hadn't forgotten
her earlier promise.

"No," Jennifer weakly said, holding out her hand to push Rose back.  "Kiss
Michelle.  Push my cum out of your mouth and into hers.  Give her a nasty
cum kiss Rose."

Neither Rose nor Michelle had to be convinced of the merits of that plan
and the two girls deeply kissed.  Rose plunged her tongue into the French
girl's mouth and fed her the remaining Aniston vintage she hadn't
swallowed.

Michelle moaned and sucked Rose's tongue with wanton desire, loving the
chance to get the flavor she already knew so well.  She reached up and
played with Rose's tits as they kissed.  The pale, pink breasts were tender
and flushed from Jennifer's long grip, but Rose thrust herself up against
Michelle to get more of her tits in her grasp.

Jennifer loved seeing the two beautiful girls kiss but she wasn't about to
stay out of it.  As soon as her head cleared of orgasmic fog enough for her
to move, she leaned in and joined the kiss.

Rose and Michelle parted enough for Jennifer to enter the fray and soon
three lips and three tongues were pressing together.  After a few moments
no one was quite sure who was kissing who and who was sucking on whose
tongue, but it scarcely mattered because it all felt so good.

By the time the kiss paused, all three girls were breathless and Rose and
Jennifer naturally turned their attention toward the one amongst them who
was still dressed and, more importantly, hadn't come yet.  Unfortunately
for Michelle, Rose felt like teasing a little.

"Don't you have laundry or something to do?" Rose smirked as she embraced
Jennifer, rubbing their naked tits together as she held her housemate
close.  "We're done with you here."

Jennifer was about to protest that wasn't fair, but she caught on that Rose
was kidding before she even opened her mouth.  Michelle didn't grasp that
right away, though, and her face was a stunned mask of disbelief.  Were
they really going to work her up like that and not let her come?  Were they
actually going to make her work when she so badly needed an orgasm?

Michelle looked as if she was too surprised to speak and she reflexively
took a step back, like she was really going to leave to tend to the laundry
before Rose started laughing.

"You should have seen the look on your face," Rose teased.  "It was fucking
priceless Michelle."

"You are mean Rose," Michelle pouted, but not in a manner that showed the
hurt was permanent.  "Why do you have to be mean to your Michelle?  Am I
not a good slut for you and your friends?  Do I not deserve to have some
fun too?  After all it is Christmas."

"Awwwww poor baby," Rose grinned.  "C'mere Michelle.  Let me make it up to
you."

Jennifer wasn't normally one for the kind of teasing that Rose specialized
in, but even she had to admit that it had been pretty funny to see the
expression on Michelle's face over the possibility of being denied.  She
didn't say that out loud, though.  Jennifer didn't want a pouty French girl
on their hands when it was more fun to have a horny and affectionate one.

Rose and Jennifer broke their embrace to welcome in their maid and began
taking turns kissing her.  Happy to see it had been a joke, Michelle let
her madames apologize to her with their kisses.  She enjoyed being tugged
back and forth between two pairs of soft, sexy lips, especially when their
hands began rubbing her in all the right places through her uniform.

"Mmmmm yessssssssss touch me," Michelle groaned.  "I was getting so wet
playing with your sexy bodies and now it is your turn to do it back to me.
Touch me everywhere.  Make your slutty little maid feel good."

"Anywhere in particular you'd like us to touch?" Jennifer inquired as Rose
took another deep, wet kiss from the blonde.

"Mmmmmhmmmm," Michelle groaned when the kiss ended, lifting up her uniform
skirt and rubbing her visibly drenched slit.  "Touch me here.  Touch my
pussy.  Touch my wet, slutty pussy please!"

Of all the words that sounded insanely sexy with a French accent, "pussy"
had to be a hall of famer.  Both Rose and Jennifer nearly melted into the
floor at the sound of Michelle's aroused pleas, but they managed to control
themselves and focus on their needy housekeeper.

"We're gonna touch, don't you worry about that," Rose promised.  "Mmmmm
we're gonna do more than touch.  We're gonna lick that sexy pussy of
yours."

This time there was no teasing and Rose was good to her word.  She whirled
Michelle around and bent her against the counter.  This pressed the hard
edge into the maid's stomach, but it also stuck her ass out and since she
was free of panties under her short skirt it revealed everything she had to
offer between her legs.

"You like this?" Rose asked as her fingers stroked Michelle's labia,
rubbing her creamy lips and making her jump slightly.

"Mmmmmmmm yesssssssss I like so much," Michelle groaned before soft French
words began escaping her lips from the sensations of Jennifer brushing her
long blonde hair out of the way to kiss her neck.  "More...please more
Rose...mmmmmmm I have gotten so wet from playing with you and now I need my
turn to come."

"So I can feel," Rose wickedly grinned as she pulled her fingers up from
Michelle's pussy and shoved them into the maid's mouth.  Michelle sucked
Rose's fingers, indulging in her own taste while Rose gave her other hand a
chance to play with Michelle's wetness.

"Mmmmm you are a wet little slut, aren't you?" Rose teased.  "Whatever can
we do about that?  Ooooooooh I know."

Rose removed her fingers from Michelle's mouth and sunk to her knees.  The
cool kitchen floor wasn't the most comfortable place to kneel down, but
Rose was confident she wasn't going to be down here for long.  Jennifer
wasn't the only girl whose body she knew by heart.  Michelle was going to
be creaming before she could even finish saying the words to Frere Jacques.

Her maid did look rather succulent bent over the counter, pushing her bare
ass out of her skirt but Rose didn't take long to admire the sight.
Instead she parted Michelle's butt cheeks to spread open her pussy from
behind and began an eager licking of her juicy cunt.

"Oooooooooooooh mmmmmmmmmm yessssssssssssss do not deny meeee!" Michelle
cried.  "Give me your tongue Rose!  Lick all that juice out of my pussy!
Mmmmmmmm yessssssssss make your slutty maid fucking come all over her
Madame's face!"

While Rose was licking Michelle, Jennifer was busying herself by kissing
the blonde's neck and playing with her tits through her uniform.  Jennifer
had never asked anyone to submit to measurements, but it was quite possible
Michelle had the biggest natural tits in the mansion.  She was at least
Jewel's equal and Jennifer never missed a chance to play with them.

But today she was more interested in something a little lower on Michelle's
body.  Jennifer didn't think it was fair that Rose was the one hogging
Michelle's delicious pussy after she had played her little joke.  This was
a delicacy that had to be shared and Jennifer's tongue was starved for a
taste too.

Giving Michelle's sensitive neck one last series of soft kisses, Jennifer
pulled away from her maid and kneeled down next to Rose.  No explanation
was necessary about her intent and Rose showed total willingness to share
the gourmet treat before her by giving Jennifer a long, wet kiss as soon as
they were face to face.

Jennifer moaned into the kiss as she was given a taste of Michelle from
Rose's tongue.  But she wanted more.  She broke off the kiss and dove into
Michelle's cunt, licking away as Rose held back and watched with lustful
appreciation.

Even though she couldn't see what was happening before her, Michelle didn't
need her eyes to know who it was licking her.  She had been with all the
girls enough times to know the distinctive touch of all their tongues.

"AHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSS OOOOOOH YESSSSSSS JENNIFERRRRRRR YESSSSSSSSSS!!!"
Michelle cried. "MMMMMMM I LOVE YOUR TONGUE!!!  I LOVE HOW YOU LICK
MEEEEE!!!  PLEASE DO NOT STOP!!!  PLEASE LICK MY PUSSYYYYYY!!!"

"Oh?  So my tongue's not good enough for your nasty little whore twat,"
Rose jokingly snapped.

"Nooooooo!  That is not...not what I meant," Michelle gasped as she tried
to force her words out past the breathless moans that Jennifer's tonguing
was eliciting.  Jennifer was licking all over her pussy with her amazing
tongue and making her head feel like she was flying through the sky on a
cloud of pleasure.

"Yeah right," Rose said.  "Looks like you need a reminder of how fucking
good I am at eating pussy."

Michelle reflexively tensed up.  She had been through her share of Rose's
reminders before and she was expecting a hard spanking, but instead she got
something else entirely.  Rose got her mouth back to work, acting as a team
with Jennifer to lick and suck her wet, horny pussy.

"AHHHHHH GOD!!!" Michelle called out to the heavens at the instant ecstasy
of a double-tonguing from two beautiful girls.  "SOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOD!!!
YESSSSSSSSSS IT IS SOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOD!!!  BOTH OF YOU LICK ME!!!  LICK ME
FAST AND GOOD AND MAKE IT ALL FEEL SO HOT!!!  OOOOOH!!!"

This was hardly the first time Jennifer and Rose had shared a pussy so it
didn't take them long to get their tongues into synch.  At first they
licked together, lapping at Michelle's wet folds before meeting and rubbing
their tongues together in a sticky juice swap.  They did that a bunch of
times, Michelle's cries getting louder and stronger each time, and then
kissed each other, with Michelle's clit caught in the middle and throbbing
between both pairs of perfect lips.

Michelle was close to shrieking with desire from that action, but Jennifer
and Rose didn't keep it up for too long.  Their lips and tongues were too
occupied to communicate verbally, but they shared the same thoughts.  They
both wanted to get some more licks in before they sent Michelle over the
edge, so they split up their missions and attacked different hot spots on
their maid.

While Jennifer tongue fucked Michelle, licking up her juices and teasing
her clit with the tip of her tongue, Rose sucked on her labia.  She
captured the juicy lips in her mouth and enthusiastically nursed them,
making them flare and shudder and causing Michelle's juices to drip down
into Rose and Jennifer's lips.

Michelle just wished she could actually see this.  She didn't dare turn
around and cause even a second's delay to see how good Rose and Jennifer
looked, but she certainly imagined it.  She pictured the two beautiful
actresses naked and kneeling before her, worshiping her for once when
usually it was the other way around.  She imagined their asses looked so
hot, sticking out with four absolutely perfect cheeks available for
inspection.  Michelle giggled to herself as she pictured the expression
about more buns than a bread factory, but that laugh was quickly replaced
with intense moaning as the girls switched.

Now it was Jennifer sucking on her pussy lips and Rose tongue fucking her.
Michelle cried out from the hard tongue-lashing she was getting from Rose
as Jennifer munched on her.  This had to look so hot because it certainly
felt absolutely incredible.  Michelle made a note to herself to check later
for a camera in the kitchen.  There were enough in all the other rooms, so
perhaps the mansion's previous owner had hidden one in the sugar can.

"GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH OOOOOOOOOH MYYYYYYY I AM GETTING CLOSE!!!" Michelle
cried before falling back into French moans that neither Rose nor Jennifer
could understand.  But that didn't stop them from correctly assuming
Michelle's words were compliments.

Michelle's hands were getting so antsy as she rapidly approached orgasm.
Grabbing onto the counter simply wasn't going to do.  She began reaching
for her uniform pushing it off her shoulders with wild grabs that didn't
always hit her mark.  When she did get her uniform far enough off her
shoulders, she just tugged it down enough of the way to expose her tits.
Michelle held her bare breasts in her hand and squeezed them while her
heart pounded in her chest and her pulse and mind raced.

Since they had both Michelle's words and the growing heat and tightness of
her pussy to show she was close to orgasm, Jennifer and Rose shared a look
and moved in as one.  They knew just how to finish off Michelle.

Both girls grabbed an ass cheek to spread their maid open as wide as they
could and, that accomplished; they went after Michelle's clitoris.  Their
tongues attacked as one, licking Michelle's ballooned pleasure bud with
hard, steady licks.  With two tongues going after her sexual core, Michelle
shot up straight like a rod and screamed out in a rush of pure bliss.

No one, especially not someone as worked up as Michelle was, would have
been able to resist a double clit licking from tongues as skilled as Rose's
and Jennifer's.  It took only a few licks for the two girls to get Michelle
screaming in French and filling their waiting mouths with her orgasmic
essence.

"OOOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSS FUCK MEEEEE!!!" Michelle roared as her pussy spasmed
with creamy release.  "OOOOOOOOOH AHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE IT!!  I AM LOVING IT
SOOOOOOO MUCH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!"

If anyone was wondering what the heck was happening in the kitchen,
Michelle's orgasmic screams would have told them everything they needed to
know.  The maid's hands mauled her own tits as the rest of her topless body
shook and sweated under her uniform.  Jennifer and Rose continued ravishing
Michelle's pussy with their tongues as she came, earning them both facefuls
of girl cum as a reward.

The pleasure reached its intense highs for Michelle and she unconsciously
bent down further, planting her face right against the countertop where
Rose had just been laying.  Her tits smashed against the hard surface and
Michelle's hands slapped down against it repeatedly as she screamed her
ecstasy.

Through every scream and every spasm, Rose and Jennifer kept licking and
when their maid had finally dripped the last drop of her orgasm the two
immediately fell into a long, wet, cummy kiss.

The two actresses ran their hands all over each other's naked bodies as
their tongues rubbed together.  They caressed each other's tits and up over
their bare backs while they shared Michelle's flavor and left the blonde
bent over and moaning.

"How's that for a Christmas bonus?" Rose grinned as she took the liberty of
wiping her sweaty, sticky fingers on Michelle's ass.

"Mmmmm that is why this is my favorite time of year," Michelle sighed
blissfully.

* * * * *

	Her costume quickly cleaned of Love's essence; Alyssa slipped it
back over her body.  It was a shame she had to clean it.  She did get a
naughty rush from thinking about having her friend's cum on her Mrs. Claus
outfit and it wasn't like it had been hopelessly stained or anything, but
ultimately Alyssa knew even one question about what happened would have
been too many.

	She was running a little bit behind now, but Alyssa wasn't
panicking.  She knew she could make it up by inching slightly over the
speed limit while on the freeway and since she was usually over the limit
anyway and hadn't gotten a ticket in years, she wasn't worried about being
pulled over.  After all, it would have been downright Scrooge-like to give
Mrs. Claus a ticket on Christmas Eve.

	Alyssa's biggest concern was over how long she was going to have to
wait to address the growing need her libido was inspiring.  Having her
quickie fun with Love had stoked her sexual fires and Alyssa just wished
she had time to take care of her own pleasure too.  She knew Love would
have been more than willing to return the favor with her own fingers or,
even better, her tongue.

But looking up at the clock had confirmed she didn't have time to stay and
play any more.  That meant waiting a few hours before getting off, but
Alyssa had never been the type to run in and out of a charity event in 10
minutes.  She was going to be there until the last present was handed out
and, since her pussy didn't like being denied, that meant she was going to
be one horny Mrs. Claus by the time she got home.

Oh well, Alyssa told herself as she gave her tits a long squeeze through
the red felt, a few hours wait wasn't going to kill her.  Besides, she was
sure her housemates would be happy to greet her home with a series of
orgasms.  It didn't have to be the holiday season for her to get treatment
like that.

Now that her costume was cleaned and buttoned up again, Alyssa headed for
the door.  But before she could her cell phone rang and, after answering
it, she was quickly told that there was a minor complication with her
appearance.  Alyssa's mind immediately whirled around and she realized that
her housemates could potentially help her that day in a way beyond sex.  *
* * * *

Her pussy still tingling from Alyssa, Love finished off her stocking and
tree decoration, at least for now.  Love could admit to herself that she
was probably never going to get everything decorated as perfectly as she
wanted it to be, but that didn't mean she was going to stop trying.

Deciding to take a break, Love slumped down on the couch and took a look at
her handiwork.  Her friends had definitely helped out where they could, but
she had taken the lead from the tiniest piece of tinsel all the way to the
star atop the tree and it definitely looked good.

There were lights flashing, but not too many. There were ornaments filling
the branches, but it wasn't too heavy.  And there was tinsel shining
without it looking like a reject from a Las Vegas Christmas tree show.

Overall it was Christmasy, without being tacky and Love was satisfied.  But
there was just one thing missing.  The mansion was missing one touch of
Christmas that would have fit in perfectly with the spirit of the place.

Love wasn't the only one who felt that way and that was proven when Love
closed her eyes for a minute and opened them to find a green leaf dangling
over her head.

"Surprise!  Mistletoe!" Jessica Alba said, sneaking up behind Love to show
off what she'd found before leaping onto the couch, settling in next to her
housemate and giving her a happy kiss.

"You found some!" Love squealed in delight as soon as the kiss ended.
"Jess!  You're the best!"

That earned Love another kiss as the two girls properly followed the
tradition.  Love had been looking everywhere for mistletoe, but it was
almost as hard to find in California as snow was.

"How'd you do it?" Love asked.

"I have my ways," Jessica mysteriously replied, before getting the subject
back to where she wanted it to be...on kissing.  "Now is the tradition to
just give a peck under the mistletoe or are you allowed to do a full on
make out?"

"Mmmmm making out is definitely ok," Love declared before she and Jessica
began doing just that.

"Good, because I think you owe me now for finding this and a little peck on
the lips just isn't going to do it," Jessica smiled.

The two girls quickly got lost in their kisses.  None of the mansion's
residents ever needed an excuse to make out, but if this was the mistletoe
tradition then both Jessica and Love felt as though they were duty bound to
honor it.

After what Alyssa had done to her, Love was far from unsatisfied, but she
always wanted more, especially when someone as beautiful as Jessica was
involved.  Love had pulled her robe back on, but Jessica quickly took care
of that by slipping her hands inside it and helping herself to a feel of
Love's tits.

"Oooooh your nipples are already hard," Jessica observed.  "Did I get you
that horny with just a kiss or were you acting naughty before I got here?"

"Wouldn't you like to know," Love giggled.  "You're going to have to lick
that secret out of me."

"Naughty girl," Jessica moaned before giving Love another kiss and
massaging her tits.

"Mmmmmm yeahhhhh so they keep telling me," Love sexily sighed as she helped
Jessica out by shrugging her robe off her shoulders to expose her naked
chest.  This was shaping up to be quite a morning.  It felt like if she
never left this room then she'd never stop getting laid, which seemed like
more than a fair bargain for Love.

Jessica was in a t-shirt and shorts and when Love's hands started to get
grabby she found her nipples were starting to swell up nicely under her
shirt and bra.  Both girls moaned softly as they kissed and touched each
other.  They were completely lost in their kiss and until Rose cleared her
throat, they had no idea they were being watched.

Even though seeing girls make out was hardly a rare occurrence at the
mansion, Jessica and Love both sheepishly broke their kiss and looked up
after having been caught. They found a smiling Rose and Jennifer looking in
on them, obviously enjoying the show.

"I wanted to see if you were done decorating but I see you're busy with
something else," Rose smirked.

"Jealous?" Jessica teased.

"Not when I've got this sexy bitch here," Rose replied before grabbing
Jennifer and kissing the surprised actress.  Jennifer hadn't been expecting
to be grabbed, but she certainly didn't fight the kiss.

"I think I finally got the tree the way I wanted it," Love declared,
pulling up her robe again as she hopped off the couch.  She set sex aside
for a moment in order to show off her handiwork.

"Oh Love it's beautiful," Jennifer said.  "You really did a great job."

Jennifer looked over the tree and the stockings, but her eyes also couldn't
help but glance over to the box and notice there were two stockings left
inside.  She didn't have to peek in to know those stockings had "Sarah" and
"Britney" written on them, a silent reminder that not everyone was here
this year, which reminded Jennifer of all the changes of the past year and
brought back stirrings of her earlier melancholy.

"Thanks," Love smiled.  "I really want it to be perfect.  What do you think
Rose?"

"It's really nice," Rose said.  "But it's gonna be a bitch to clean up with
all those pine needles on the floor.  Plus getting sap on your hands from
touching it.  I never got into trees.  They're a lot of work for only a
little fun."

"How can you focus on the one negative thing about having such a great
tree?" Love demanded.  "Where's your Christmas spirit Rose?"

"Bah humbug," Rose grumbled without losing her smile.

"Awwwwww no humbugging in this house tonight," Love insisted.  "It's not
allowed.  I forbid it."

"Oooooh the fascist ghost of Christmas present," Rose teased.  "I'd
forgotten you were Lil Miss Militant when it comes to Christmas."

"I just want everyone to have a wonderful Christmas," Love frowned.  "I'm
not a fascist."

"I was just teasing," Rose said, wrapping her arms around Love and hugging
her housemate.  "You really did a good job."

"You really like it?" Love asked.

"Of course I do," Rose said.  "It's really pretty.  I'm just not Miss
Christmas.  I do like it though."

"How can you not like Christmas?" Love demanded, her face completely
shocked as though she had just found out Rose had been faking her orgasms
through the years.

"I like it, I just don't love it," Rose admitted.  "It's just not a big
deal to me."

"Isn't this the part where you get visited by the three ghosts or
something," Jessica joked.

"No I think it's when Rose sees how different life would be if she'd never
been born," Jennifer said with a laugh.

"Hey I already know what life would be like without me," Rose said. "It'd
be fucking boring.  You'd all be home mailing Christmas cards out with your
boyfriends or something and singing carols.  Borrrrrrring."

"I like singing carols," Love frowned again.  "And Christmas isn't boring!"

"Ohhhh don't be mad at me," Rose urged, keeping her hug around Love.  "I
don't want to ruin your Christmas.  You really did a great job.  I'm just
not into the whole Christmas spirit thing. I don't think you should be nice
just because it's one month on the calendar.  Most of the stuff out there
is just to try and get you to buy more junk.  It's all about buy, buy, buy.
It's all commercialized.  Being nice one month a year doesn't make any
sense.  You should be nice all year."

"You're just a grinch Rose," Love said, pulling away.  "A big, mean grinch.
There is such a thing as Christmas spirit.  It's when you take that extra
step for someone to show you how much you care about them.  You may not see
it, but I sure do.  You can be cynical all you want, but that doesn't mean
we have to be too."

Before the argument over the existence of Christmas spirit could continue,
there was a sudden interruption.

"Ok, who wants to be an elf?" Alyssa asked as she walked into the room
after a frantic search for her friends throughout the mansion.

"Who wants to be a what now?" Rose wondered with a shake of her head as she
threw herself down in a chair.  After her fun with Jennifer and Michelle
she hadn't bothered getting dressed.  She was still completely naked as she
stretched out in the chair and looked like she had no intention of changing
that any time soon.

"An elf," Alyssa repeated.  "We've got the costume, the hat, the ears,
everything.  We just need someone to fill it. The girl we had lined up
backed out at the last second."

"This is your charity thing?" Jessica asked.

"Yeah we're giving out toys to needy kids," Alyssa explained.  "We've got a
Santa.  I'm Mrs. Claus and we need two elves.  We've got one, but we need a
second quick and I was hoping one of you would do it."

"Gee I really want to," Love began.  "But I've got so many things left to
do today.  Maybe I can fit it in if I..."

"Don't sweat it Love," Alyssa said.  "You've already done enough.  You're
definitely on the nice list this year.  What about the rest of you?"

There was no immediate response from any of her other housemates.

"C'mon this is for charity!" Alyssa urged.  "Helping needy kids!  It's
Christmas time for fuck's sake!  Someone's gotta help!"

"I think I speak for everyone when I say we like helping kids but hate elf
costumes," Rose said.  "If I'm gonna be in a costume for someone, it's
gonna be for a sex game.  Let me know when you need a nurse or a
cheerleader or something."

"Don't listen to her Lyssa, she's just a grinch," Love said.  "She's got no
Christmas spirit."

Rose frowned at the sound of that.  She didn't expect Love's feelings to be
hurt by just one comment and her friend didn't seem to be joking about this
whole "grinch" thing.  She just thought that the idea of being extra nice
to people just because the calendar said December was a crock.

"What about you Jessica?" Alyssa asked.  "C'mon.  It's for kids!"

"Well..." Jessica started to say as she searched for a good excuse.

The truth was she didn't really have an excuse.  She just felt like staying
here today.  She'd been running all over everywhere getting her holiday
preparations were done, mailing out cards and packages, getting the perfect
gifts and of course, finding the mistletoe.  She wanted a lazy Christmas
where she could just kick back and spend time with her friends and not have
to, you know, do anything.

Of course it was hard to say no to a children's charity.  Alyssa was
definitely insistent and Jessica wasn't finding a good enough excuse to
tell her no.  A quick look over at Jennifer saw she felt the same way.
They really were trapped, but fortunately the next person who came in saved
them.

"So that's where you guys are," Jewel said as she walked inside.  "I was
wondering if you'd all been kidnapped or something.  What's going on?"

"I need an elf," Alyssa answered before explaining her entire situation to
Jewel.  "Want to help?"

Her answer was a relief to everyone in the room.

"Sure, I'd love to," Jewel smiled.  "When do we have to go?"

"Like five minutes ago," Alyssa said as she hustled Jewel toward the door.
"You can get dressed once you're there.  The costume will be waiting for
you."

"Is this costume gonna fit me?" Jewel asked.  "I mean...ummm is it gonna be
able to hold me in?"

Jewel then grabbed her breasts, showing exactly what she meant.  It wasn't
a silly question. Being busty was a lot of fun when it came to sex, but
also made things a little more complicated when trying on clothes.  If the
girl the costume had been made for was a smaller cup size, then it was
probably going to make for a rather bosomy Christmas for her.

"Ummm...we'll just worry about that later," Alyssa said, grabbing Jewel's
hand.  "We'll deal somehow.  But right now we gotta go!"

* * * * *

Though she'd tried her best to just shrug them off, Love's words were still
resting on Rose's mind later that morning.  Love hadn't been angry with
her, but she had impacted Rose far more than if she had screamed and yelled
at her.  Rose had never wanted to disappoint any of her housemates, but
that was the look she had gotten from Love when she had refused to share
her Christmas spirit.

Rose was left wondering if her housemates really saw her like that.  Did
they only think she was some kind of quick tempered, cynic?  She had always
hid her vulnerabilities from her friends, but that was only because Rose
didn't want them to see what she had kept secret for so long, not because
she didn't want them to think she had feelings.

She liked Christmas.  She enjoyed being with the people she loved most in
the world.  She just wasn't some sugar plumb fairy or anything.  But the
last thing she wanted was for her friends to think she didn't care.  What
if Love really thought that was how she was?  What if all of them felt that
way?

Rose enjoyed being the mansion's queen hedonist.  She had a well-earned
reputation around here and she wore it like a badge of honor.  That didn't
mean she wanted it to come at the expense of people thinking she didn't
have a heart.

The question of how her housemates really felt and what she could do to
change it, rested on Rose's mind as she lay flat on her back and stared up
at the ceiling and she couldn't figure out how to stop that.  But
fortunately there were always distractions around the mansion and before
Rose could consider this any further, a very excited distraction ran into
her room.

"Rose!  Rose!  Rose!  Oh my God!" Christina Aguilera squealed with the
utter joy of a teenager who had just been told she could throw her first
party.

"What?  Someone slip meth into your cornflakes or something Chrissy?" Rose
asked.

"Even better!" Christina declared, bouncing with every step as she zipped
over to Rose and sat down on the bed.  She held something in her hand with
the reverence of a golden ticket.

"Look!  Look what I got!  I can't even fucking believe it!  I've been
wanting this for so long I can't believe it's really happening!"  Christina
giddily babbled as she thrust the paper she held in her hand into Rose's
face.

Rose decided to humor her friend and glanced down at it.  She quickly saw
it was an invitation and her eyes widened when she read the finely printed
script on it.  She hadn't been far off when she had thought it was some
kind of golden ticket, but this was access to something way better than any
stupid chocolate factory.

"Is that what I think that is?" Rose asked, her breath almost leaving her
just at the sight of it.

"You bet your ass it's what you think it is," Christina laughed as she lay
down next to Rose and began kicking her legs and pumping her fists in
triumph.  "I can't fucking believe it!  Let me read it to you, 'Christina
Aguilera, you and a guest are invited to the annual Victoria's Secret
Christmas Eve Celebration.  Be there by 10 p.m. sharp.  The doors will be
locked at that time.  This invitation can be redeemed by only you.'"

"Hollllllly shit," Rose gasped in amazement.  There hadn't been much she
hadn't done sexually.  She had left men and women trembling for her touch
and begging for more.  She had been a VIP at the most exclusive sex clubs.
She had been the last girl standing at some of the wildest parties outside
of the time of Caligula.  But this was a peak she had never scaled.

"I just got it," Christina said, her heart pounding with impatient
excitement.  "I'm not going to fucking last until 10!  I need this to
happen now!  This is unfucking believable!  The hottest fucking orgy of the
year and I get to go!!!"

The Victoria's Secret Christmas Eve Celebration was no mere fashion show.
It was an invitation-only orgy so exclusive that the organizers were
unknown to anyone but themselves.  It's location shifted year after year
all over the world and security tighter than the White House.  No one who
was not invited could attend with absolutely no exceptions.

It was so exclusive that it was thought to be a sexual urban legend.  But
those in the know, knew it was all real.  The hottest girls.  The hottest
guys.  All in one location for one night where absolute debauchery was the
only rule that was followed.  A lot of crazy things had happened in the
mansion, but Rose and Christina were both under no illusions that anything
they had done here in any way compared to what happened at this once a year
event.

Neither of them had ever been to it before, but they had heard stories.
Ohhhh had they heard stories.  They didn't know which ones were real and
which ones were made up by poseurs just trying to pretend they had been on
the guest list, but it scarcely mattered.  They had been told again and
again that the limits of their imagination couldn't even touch how wild it
really got there.

Victoria's Secret did not sanction the event, but that never stopped the
models from being the star attractions.  Gisele.  Tyra.  Heidi.  And more.
They were all going to be there as willing fuck toys ready and eager to be
ravished by the horny guests of all genders.  The organizers using
standards only they knew made the secret guest list.  Only a select few
were blessed enough to receive entry.

"I didn't even know it was in Los Angeles until I got this!" Christina
continued on, her words coming out mile a second.  "I don't even know how I
got on the guest list! I just can't believe this is happening.  I heard
that Cindy Crawford will be there this year!  And Elle MacPherson too!
It's gonna be every model I've ever wanted to fuck!  It's a dream come true
Rose!  My fucking dream has finally come true!  I want you there with me!
Please say you'll come with me!  I want you there to see how fucking nasty
I'm going to get tonight!"

"You have to even ask?" Rose laughed, her eyes alight as her imagination
dreamed up the sexual delights that would be before her that night.  "Of
course I'll go!  I've been dying to go for years!  You fucking kill for
these invitations!  If you didn't invite me I'd never speak to you again
Christina!"

Christina let out another happy yelp of pure excitement and rolled over on
top of Rose, pressing her pixyish body over her sexual mentor's and began
kissing all over her face.

"I've never wanted anything more than this!" Christina declared.  "I'm
going to fuck every single person there!  I don't care how many people are
there!  I'm going to fuck them all!  I want all their cum on me and fucking
in me!  I'll fuck the men!  I'll fuck the women!  I'll fuck
transfuckingvestites if they're there!  I'll do it all!"

Any other time, Rose probably would have teased Christina about her
enthusiasm, but this time she stayed silent because she felt the same exact
way.  She would have run the streets red with blood to get a peek inside
this party and now that she was going to be a guest, Rose was planning on
taking full advantage.

"You're going to have to race me to get them all," Rose grinned, her eyes
wickedly twinkling.  "Mmmmm every single ass in that place is going to be
mine at the end of the night."

"Ooooooh is someone getting cock hungry after all these years?" Christina
teased before planting her lips onto Rose's in a kiss.  "Are you actually
going to fuck a guy Rose?  I can't remember the last time that happened."

"Hey it's a once in a lifetime experience isn't it?" Rose laughed.  "You're
not the only one who wants to get her brains fucked out, you know."

It had definitely been a long time since Rose had felt a man inside her.
Ever since the day Sarah and Love had broken into her trailer, Rose had
been all about pussy.  Even that one night in the jail cell with Love where
she had taken on all those cops and Rose had been tempted to join in and
suck and fuck a few of those hard cocks she had held fast to her girls only
policy.

But the thought of losing all control and letting anyone and everyone at
the party fuck her sounded like absolute heaven to Rose.  She didn't care
if it was men or women there, she just wanted to feel good and have erotic
memories to last her lifetime.

"Oooooooh I definitely wanna share a big cock with you Rose mmmmmm fuck I
wanna share a bunch with you," Christina groaned, grinding her body against
her friend's.  "I wanna the both of us to get pounded and fucked and
stuffed with cock while we make out like fucking pussy starved sluts and
get those whore models hot to lick all that gooey cum out of our cunts and
asses."

Rose loved the sound of that and she moaned and gave Christina a passionate
kiss, sealing their agreement to do just that as soon as possible at the
party.  An experience like this had been almost too much for Rose to even
dream she'd be a part of and now that it was hers for the taking she
couldn't get to it fast enough.  Her heart was pounding just as hard as
Christina's was.  Now she truly was like a kid waiting for Christmas, but
it wasn't some toy she was waiting to unwrap.

But that thinking brought Rose right back to where she had been and since
she had one of her closest friends there with her in the bed, she decided
to take advantage of it.

"Hey Chrissy, I got a question for you?" Rose asked.

"And the answer is yes, you can definitely fuck me up the ass tonight in
front of everyone," Christina giggled, assuming what Rose's question.

"Hey I never ask for permission for something like that!" Rose laughed back
as her hands reached around back and squeezed Christina's ass through the
micro shorts she wore.  "I just see something I like and I take it.  But
this is a serious question."

"Sure Rose.  What is it?" Christina asked, trying to calm her libido for a
second to listen.  She owed Rose everything.  She had been the one to show
her how good girls were.  She had been the one who brought her to the
mansion for the first time.  When Rose talked, she listened.

"What do you think of me?" Rose inquired.

"What do you mean?" Christina replied.  "You're the best fuck I've ever had
in my whole life.  You're fucking amazing Rose!  That's why I want you to
come with me."

"No, I mean as a person," Rose explained.  "Do you think I'm some kind of
bitch?  Like I don't care about things enough."

"Fuck no," Christina simply declared.  "You're fine Rose.  Now why are you
asking me boring questions like that when we should be talking about all
the people we're gonna fuck tonight?"

"No reason," Rose said, pushing the thoughts out of her head and deciding
to concentrate on something much more fun.  "You're right Chrissy.  Let's
think about tonight.  In fact mmmmmmm let's get some practice in so we can
show these sluts how to do it right."

That was just what Christina wanted and it wasn't long before their
clothing was off and their fingers and tongues were getting in practice
neither of them needed.  Still just because you were already great at
fucking didn't mean you couldn't work toward being a little better.

* * * * *

The sounds of Rose and Christina's practice were easy to hear in the row of
bedrooms that filled the mansion's second floor, especially if you had the
room right next to them.  That was the situation Jessica found herself in
and part of her reflexively wanted to bang on the wall and tell them to
quiet down.  Luckily Jessica caught herself before she made a dumb mistake
like that.

She loved hearing the sounds of her housemates playing and Jessica was
tempted to walk on over to the next room and join in the fun.  It had been
almost a whole 12 hours since she'd gotten laid and that was practically a
lifetime in Malibu, but Jessica didn't get very far with that.  She was
going to have herself a lazy Christmas and she meant it.

If she was going to have sex, it was going to have to come to her.  Today
was just a day for vegging out.  Besides she knew soon enough Rose and
Christina would hunger for another partner and come and find her waiting
for them.  Right now she was most happy sitting here in her room, playing
around on her laptop and listening to her housemates fuck each other silly.

As her ears delighted in the sounds of lesbian lovemaking, Jessica busied
her other senses by surfing around the net.  If this wasn't a perfect way
to spend a lazy Saturday then Jessica didn't know what was.

Jessica wouldn't have admitted it to anyone, but when she did spend serious
time on the Internet she always found herself Googleing her own name and
seeing what came up.  She knew a lot of celebrities probably partook in
this egotistical habit, but that didn't make her any prouder of doing it.
Still that shame didn't keep her from doing it and she typed in her name to
see what people thought of her.

It was the usual.  Gossip reports linking her to people she had never even
met much less slept with.  Comic book fans worried that Fantastic Four 2
was going to suck even worse than the first one.  And of course pictures
paparazzi took of her in a bikini.  There never seemed to be a shortage of
them out there and, while she claimed to hate them in the press, Jessica
secretly loved having them out there.

She loved knowing her body was sought after.  She imagined boys taking
their cocks out and whacking off to her barely dressed bikini pictures and,
even better, girls rubbing their wet pussies as they imagined her stripping
out of her suit and rolling around naked with them on the sand.  Knowing
people wanted her like that always gave Jessica's pussy a rush and was
definitely part of the reason she was always willing to be talked into
getting sexy at her photo shoots.

Before Jessica's net exploration took her any deeper, her cell phone
suddenly rang, snapping her out of her little trance.  She didn't recognize
the number on display, but this number was only given out to Jessica's
circle of friends and lovers, so she was confident this was not about to
turn into some kind of prank call.

"Hello?" Jessica said as she clicked open her phone.

"Jess?  Hey it's Trish!" a familiar voice on the other end said,
immediately getting a happy squeal out of Jessica.

"Trish!  Oh my God!  How the hell are you?" Jessica asked.  "I haven't
heard from you in so long!"

"I know I've been terrible about calling you," Trish Stratus sheepishly
replied.  "It's just that everything's been crazy lately.  We've been all
over the world and back it seems and I just never have time."

"Awww don't worry," Jessica said.  "It's just really good to hear from
you!"

Jessica had never been a wrestling fan.  But her perspective on sports
entertainment and, more specifically, the women who participated in it,
changed at the end of Dark Angel's run when Amy Dumas, best known to
wrestling fans as Lita, had signed on for a guest role.  Jessica had wanted
to fuck the sexy redhead from the moment she laid eyes on her and one day,
in her trailer, she had gotten that chance and took full advantage,
stripping the wrestler of her clothes and inhibitions and leaving the both
of them naked, sweaty and so very satisfied.

Amy had been the first girl Jessica had ever seduced.  It had been an
amazing experience and it had led to so much more for the both of them.
Jessica knew some of the details, enough to form a sexy picture in her
mind.

Amy had apparently been harboring secret crushes on the girls she wrestled
with and her encounter with Jessica had eventually resulted in her getting
in the panties of more hot girls who worked for the company.  It had
liberated Amy and shown her that her desires for other girls were nothing
to fight, but rather something to indulge in and enjoy.

The first girl Amy had made a play for was Trish, but by the time she had
gotten to her, someone had already taken her lesbian cherry and that
someone had been Jessica.  One unforgettable afternoon, Jessica had gone
looking for Amy when the WWE had come to Los Angles and had found Trish
instead.

Jessica had struck an immediate friendship with the buxom, blonde wrestler
but Trish had wanted more, lots more.  Amy had told her friend all about
what had happened between her and Jessica not knowing that Trish had been
harboring secret lesbian lusts of her own.  That had led to a starring role
for Jessica in many of Trish's fantasies and when she met her that day she
had not let the opportunity pass her by.

They had ended up making love in the steam room, even scoring the bonus
prize of having leggy Stacy Keibler walk in and join them, and it had been
a memorable experience for all of them.

Since that first encounter, Jessica and Trish had become friends and
lovers.  Unfortunately, with the WWE traveling all around the world with
virtually no breaks in between, chances for them to hook up had been few
and far between.  But that hadn't stopped them from calling and e-mailing
each other whenever they could.  Jessica and Trish found they had a lot in
common and they chatted about everything friends do, from men to shopping
to reality television, but their conversations had often revolved around
women and, more specifically, the ones they seduced into their beds.

Jessica had made sure not to spare a single detail in telling Trish all
about the sexy adventures in Malibu and beyond.  She had told her
everything about her and Jennifer Garner, her problems with Avril Lavigne
and, of course, the orgy in Jamaica.  Trish had hung on every word and, in
return, told Jessica all about how she and Amy had reunited after Amy's
long injury layoff and had fucked that first time in the shower and how
that first encounter had grown until Diva after Diva had ended up fucked
and licked into orgasming submission by one or both of them.

Both Trish and Jessica loved hearing each other's sexy stories, but this
time they kept things relatively clean.  They chatted about how things were
going, how their families were doing and complained about holiday shopping
and stress.  But eventually Trish revealed that she had called up Jessica
with a purpose in mind and got to her point.

"So listen Jess...I was actually calling because I hoped you would be able
to do me a favor," Trish said.

"Oh really?  Is there any chance that this favor involves you and me
getting naked and doing some serious licking?" Jessica asked.

"Mmmmm I wish," Trish replied with obvious arousal.  "I'm in Toronto right
now, though.  So unless you feel like hopping the next plane I think I'm
going to have to take a rain check."

"Damn," Jessica sighed.  She wasn't surprised, just a little disappointed.
She was hoping Trish was calling because she was in town and wanted to hook
up.  "Well what can I do for you Trish?"

"Well I have this friend," Trish began.  "And I don't mean to impose on you
or anything, but I was hoping you could check in on her for me.  She's in
LA right now doing auditions and trying to find work as an actress.  She
just got fired here and she was really down about it.  I was hoping maybe
you could stop in and see her and go out for coffee or something.  I didn't
want her to be alone on Christmas."

"Are you trying to set me up on a blind date?" Jessica giggled.

"Nooooooo," Trish replied, sharing the laugh.  "I just was hoping you
could, you know, cheer her up and all that.  She took getting fired from
here pretty rough."

"I want to Trish, but LA's not like next door or anything," Jessica
admitted.  "I was just planning on chilling today."

"Please, Jessica," Trish urged.  "You'd really be doing me a favor and I'd
totally owe you.  Mmmmm I'd owe you lots.  Besides, you'll definitely like
her.  She's really energetic and fun and just full of life.  Plus, she's
pretty fucking hot if you ask me."

"Ohhhhhhhhh realllllllly," Jessica grinned, her interest picking up.  "So
is this girl a special friend of yours?"

"You could say that," Trish answered with a giggle.  "It depends on how you
define special."

"Well to me special means you fucked her brains out and left her begging
for more," Jessica said before she and Trish both fell into laughter.

"In that case she's definitely special," Trish confirmed.  "Mmmmm me and
Amy had so much fun with her.  She's like a fucking tiger in bed."

"I do like the sound of that," Jessica admitted.

"Please Jess," Trish continued to press.  "I just know you're going to like
her.  It's not like you have to spend all day with her.  Just hang out with
her and cheer her up.  Please.  It's a favor to me."

Trish was making it very hard for her to say no.  Jessica didn't want to be
mean and she wanted to do favors for her friends.  She just wished she
didn't have to spend Christmas Eve driving into Los Angeles and back and
ruining her plans to do absolutely nothing.  This girl did sound hot,
though, and Jessica wanted to help Trish out.

"Wellllllllllll...I dunno," Jessica said, showing her wavering.

"You haven't even seen her in person yet.  Just wait till you do.  You're
going to be drooling in no time," Trish insisted.

"How will I know what she looks like?" Jessica asked.

"Awwwwwww Jess...I keep telling you to watch the shows and you never do,"
Trish pouted.  "Tell you what, all you gotta do is Google her. Once you see
her, you'll be jumping at the chance to meet her."

"Ok," Jessica said.  "What was her name again?"

"Christy Hemme," Trish answered.

A few key strokes and click of the mouse later, Jessica had entered
Christy's name and was greeted with pictures of a redheaded goddess that
took her breath away on first sight.

"Oh wow," Jessica moaned.

"Told ya so," Trish snickered.  "So what do you think now?  Want to do me a
favor?"

"What time should I meet her?" Jessica asked.

A lazy Christmas was out.  Now it was definitely time for a new plan.

* * * * *

"Aren't you even going to give me a hint?" Sarah Michelle Gellar asked as
she shook the wrapped present she'd been handed.

"Nuh uh," Alyson Hannigan playfully denied.  "You gotta wait until
Christmas morning to open it."

"C'monnnnnnnnnn at least give me a hint," Sarah whined while still smiling.
"Don't make me wait.  Lemme open it now.  You can open your present if you
let me open mine."

"No deal," Alyson smirked as she sat on Sarah's bed for their gift
exchange.  "This is a hardened fast rule.  In fact I put a spell on your
present that means if you open it up before Christmas morning it will
magically transform from the really cool, thoughtful gift I got into an
ugly sweater."

"You're mean," Sarah pouted.  "I'm taking back your present and getting you
something lame.  I'm gonna give you the fruit cake that I got last year
that's still in its box."

"Awwwwwwww don't be grumpy at Christmas," Alyson laughed, hugging her
friend.  "All it means is you've got to wait a few hours.  You can do that,
can't you?  Just wait a little bit."

Sarah grumbled, but didn't pull herself away from her best friend's hug.
In fact she surrendered to it, loving the feel of Alyson's sexy body
pressing to hers.  It made her long for what she knew she couldn't have,
but she still didn't want to stop it.

"Here you can open this one," Alyson offered, breaking the hug and reaching
into her bag for a smaller wrapped present.

"Oh Aly, you got me two presents?" Sarah said.  "I only got you one.  I'm
sorry."

"That's ok, this is a special present I've wanted to give you for a long
time," Alyson replied.  "Open it up."

Having always loved presents, Sarah didn't hesitate to tear open the
wrapping paper around the box.  She quickly found out that the present
wasn't what was inside the wooden box, it was the box itself.

"It's a wish box," Alyson explained as Sarah held open the small varnished
box and peered inside.  "My mother got me one when I was a kid and she and
I do this every year.  I wanted you to have one too.  What you do is make
one wish, write it down on a piece of paper and put it inside the box.
Then over the next year the wish is supposed to come true.  But don't tell
anyone what your wish is or else you'll jinx it."

"Thank you Aly," Sarah said.  "I love it.  That's really sweet.  I wish I'd
gotten you something else too."

"That's ok, this was a surprise," Alyson smiled as she thought to herself
that Sarah could give her a great gift if she'd make the wish she'd put
into her box come true.  Alyson's neatly folded piece of paper inside her
box at home read "I wish Sarah would divorce Freddie."  That was a wish
Alyson definitely wanted to become reality.

Alyson felt so much distance between her and Sarah since she'd married
Freddie and moved out of the mansion.  It was so awkward for her to be
Sarah's best friend while still trying to get over to Malibu whenever she
could for some girl on girl fun.  She just wanted things to be like they
were before.  Before Sarah had married Freddie.  When she had her best
friend and all that amazing sex all in one place.

Alyson loved being Sarah's best friend, but she missed being her lover.
Even after Sarah had left the party and abandoned her housemates before the
wedding, Alyson had been secretly hopeful that they would still be able to
make love.  She imagined being Sarah's secret lover, sneaking over when
Freddie was away for illicit rendezvous and giving Sarah the female touch
and incredible orgasms she needed because of her husband's inability to
satisfy.

But Sarah had never given any sign that was what she wanted.  Alyson knew
her friend was denying herself and she couldn't figure out why.  How could
anyone give up everything she had for Freddie?  How on Earth was he worth
leaving the mansion behind forever?  Alyson didn't say any of that to
Sarah, though.  She could see how hard a decision it had been, even if
Sarah had refused to ever talk about it.  Alyson didn't want to make her
friend sad.

Alyson had been torn for months now.  While she didn't want to torture her
over having left the mansion, Alyson also knew Sarah had made the wrong
decision.  Alyson had never been convinced Sarah truly loved Freddie and
she didn't believe for a second he was worth giving up being with her
girlfriends for.

She just wanted Sarah to send her some kind of sign that she was unhappy so
she could seize on it and finally tell Sarah about the mistake she'd made.
There had been no sign, at least none that Alyson could see.  But maybe,
she thought to herself, she was looking the wrong way.  Maybe Sarah was
waiting for her to make the first move.  It was definitely worth trying.

"You know there's another present I want to give you," Alyson suddenly
said, going for it before she could talk herself out of it.

"Oh c'mon Aly, you've already given me so much already," Sarah
protested. "I feel bad that I didn't get you more."

"I want to give you this," Alyson declared, grabbing Sarah by her waist and
pulling her in for a kiss.  It had been so long since the two friends had
kissed but it was just like yesterday again as soon as Alyson's lips
touched Sarah's and the former slayer melted into the redhead's tender,
sexy kiss.

Just like they had so many times, the touch of their wet, pink lips
together was sizzling.  Their desires ran free as they kissed.  Sarah's
hands became instantly motivated to touch Alyson.  She ran her hands up her
friend's back, caressing her through her shirt as Alyson held Sarah close
by her hips.

The kiss pushed Sarah over the edge and she lost control of the desires she
had been trying to stifle.  Without even thinking, she pulled Alyson's
shirt over her head and threw it down onto the floor, exposing her best
friend's lacy pink bra.  Wondering if Alyson's panties were the same color
and if they were getting as wet as hers rapidly were, Sarah next reached
for her jeans.

The first kiss broke when the girls needed air, but that pausing didn't
last.  The second kiss began right after and then the third and the fourth.
But just as Sarah was starting to lower Alyson's jeans down her hips and
the redhead reached for Sarah's shirt to strip her down too, they were
rudely interrupted by the phone.

"Noooooooo!" Alyson cried in frustration.  "Don't answer it Sarah!  Just
ignore it!"

But that wasn't going to happen.  Sarah broke free of Alyson's kiss and
reached for the phone right next to her bed.

"Hello?  Ohhhhhhhhhh hi Freddie," Sarah said, getting an immediate frown
from Alyson.

No one had to tell the redhead that her and Sarah's lovemaking had ended
before it even got started.  With a sigh, Alyson pulled her jeans back up
and fished around the floor for her shirt.

By the time Sarah finished her brief call with her husband, Alyson had her
shirt back over her head and was getting up off the bed.

"Don't go Aly," Sarah said sadly.

"I think I should," Alyson replied.

"No please don't," Sarah begged.  "I'm sorry that just happened Aly.  I
didn't mean to lead you on like that.  I shouldn't have kissed you.  I
shouldn't have lost control.  I'm so sorry."

"Sorry?" Alyson groaned in frustration.  "Sarah why are you sorry for doing
something we both wanted?  I was the one that kissed you first.  Remember?
I know deep down this is what you want."

"No...I...I don't," Sarah claimed.  "Not anymore.  I'm...I'm married now.
I can't do that anymore.  I have...have to be faithful."

"I really should go," Alyson said, grabbing her bag from the floor and
slinging it over her shoulder.  "Have fun with your husband Sarah."

"No!  Please!  Don't leave angry Aly!"  Sarah cried, jumping off the bed to
block her friend from leaving.  "I don't want to fight.  Don't be mad."

Alyson saw once again how hard Sarah's struggle against the raging desires
inside her were.  It was all over her face.  Any anger Alyson felt couldn't
help but dissipate.

"I could never be mad at you Sarah," Alyson admitted.  "I just wish you
would let things be like how they used to be.  I miss you Sarah.  I miss
being your lover."

"I just can't anymore," Sarah insisted.  "I can't let things be like that.
If I start, I'll never stop."

"Would that be so bad?" Alyson gently asked as her hand caressed Sarah's
arm.

"No...I mean yes...I just can't be like that anymore," Sarah said.  "I have
to be true to Freddie.  Please don't tempt me like this Aly."

Deciding to let it go for now, Alyson leaned in again and gave Sarah
another kiss, but this one was a chaste peck of her lips to her forehead.

"I really should go," Alyson insisted.  "But I want you to have a Merry
Christmas."

"You too Aly," Sarah replied giving her a friend a hug.  "Merry Christmas.
I love you."

"Love you too," Alyson said before going for the door.  "Don't forget your
wish box Sarah.  Put your wish in there tonight and I promise it will come
true."

Alyson left the bedroom and soon the house and Sarah sat back down in her
bed, burying her head in her hands, Alyson's wish box next to her leg.
When her friend was safely gone, Sarah let the first tears escape her eyes.
She'd been holding them in since she and Aly's kisses had been interrupted
and now they rolled into her hands.

When, Sarah wondered to herself as she tried to dry her eyes.  When was she
going to forget about Malibu and be able to get on with the rest of her
life?

* * * * *

Despite her mind very much being taken up by the erotic possibilities that
lay ahead later that night, Rose couldn't shake feeling bad about Love.
She loved how her housemate looked at her and to now see disappointment in
those eyes dragged her heart down.

She wanted to set things right between them and she searched the mansion
for Love before finding her in the kitchen, pulling a tray of cookies out
of the oven.  Once she was sure that it was safe, Rose came up behind Love
and wrapped her arms around her waist while kissing her neck.

Love knew right away it was Rose and she couldn't help but smile and moan
from her housemate's lips on her sensitive neck.  Love backed up slightly,
pushing her ass into Rose and grinding herself against her friend.

"Mad at me?" Rose asked.

"Mmmmmmm totally," Love answered without anger.  "Just don't stop."

"Oh? So if I keep kissing you like this then you'll like me again?" Rose
inquired before pressing her lips again and again to Love's neck.

"Maybe," Love moaned.  "Oooooooooh yessssssss mmmmm it's a...ooooooooh...a
good start..."

"See I'm nice," Rose pointed out.  "I'm not mean."

"I never thought you were mean," Love explained, turning around in Rose's
arms so they could be face to face.  "I just wish you had the Christmas
spirit.  And I don't want you to make fun of me for having it."

"I wasn't making fun of you," Rose claimed.  "I don't want to hurt your
feelings.  I want you to have a nice Christmas."

Love smiled.  Even if she had really been mad at Rose there was no way she
was going to be able to keep it up.  Rose was too irresistible. Besides,
who could be mad at Christmas?

"Then be nice and kiss me," Love requested.

Rose could easily do that.  She pressed her lips to Love's and hungrily
kissed her.  The two girls breathed into each other as they kissed their
bodies pressing together as they showed no differences in opinion could
overcome all their similarities.

"Mmmm cookie breath," Rose giggled after pulling away from Love.  "You
helped yourself to a little of your baking, didn't you?"

"Maybe," Love giggled right back.  "Here try one."

Love then picked up a cool cookie from a plate and pushed it into Rose's
waiting mouth.  It was a sugar cookie with red and green sprinkles on it
and Rose accepted the tasty gift.

"Are you trying to get even by making me fat?" Rose asked.

"Mmmmm no, but that's an idea," Love grinned.  "Don't worry baby.  We can
burn off those calories easy around here."

"Don't I know it," Rose said before giving Love another kiss.  "You sure
are making a lot of these though.  You're going to turn us all into
porkers."

"Well they're mostly for the guys next door," Love explained.  "I figured
I'd make them a lot as a Christmas present because they...you
know...probably get the munchies a lot."

"Oh yeah, that's what this holiday needs, the three wise guys," Rose said
with a roll of her eyes before she got a thwack in the arm from Love.

"See!  That's what I was talking about," Love sighed.  "You're always
making fun!  I want to do something nice for them!  They're always nice to
us.  I want them to have a merry Christmas too.  Is that wrong?"

"No, it's not wrong baby," Rose said, caressing Love's face.  "I just don't
want you to get all worked up in this Christmas stuff.  You should be
relaxing and having fun too, not spending all day decorating trees and
making cookies.  You get too wrapped up in this stuff."

"I just want everything to be perfect," Love said.  "I want us to have the
best Christmas ever here."

"We will," Rose promised.  "Why are you so worked up about it?  You weren't
this big into it last year. I mean you were into it, but not this much."

"I...I...I just miss Sarah so much," Love admitted, unable to stop herself
from revealing her true motive.  "I miss her every day and I wish she was
here with us.  I mean I miss Britney too, but I really miss Sarah!  But I
don't want things to stop now that she's gone.  I want us all to be
together and have something real...like real friends and family.  Not just
like girls who..."

"Fuck each other silly?" Rose asked.

"Yeah that," Love said, unable to stop from cracking a smile.  "I want a
perfect Christmas.  I don't mean to give you a hard time Rose, but I want
you to feel it too.  This is a magical time of year and when we're all
together none of us can be lonely and none of us can miss anyone."

"No such thing as a perfect Christmas sweetie," Rose informed Love.  "But
we're gonna get damn close.  Don't worry Love.  I'll be smiling and jingle
belling and sugar plumb dancing if that's what you want.  In fact, I'll
start now.  You go relax.  I'll take these cookies over to the boys."

"Really?  You'd do that?" Love asked.

"Sure, maybe they'd even hook me up with some of that sweet chronic of
theirs," Rose joked.

"Welllllllll I do have a little bit of shopping left to do," Love said as
she considered Rose's offer.

"I told you to relax, not go shopping on Christmas Eve," Rose chastised.

"Just a few quick things and I'll be back," Love promised.  "This is
relaxing to me.  I like doing nice things for people.  I want to do this."

"Well if that's what you want," Rose said, with an affectionate sigh.

"I'll be back soon," Love said, giving Rose another peck on the lips.
"Thanks for doing this Rose.  But this doesn't get you totally off the
hook.  I'm going to make sure you have the Christmas spirit tonight one way
or the other."

"It's Christmas Eve already," Rose pointed out.  "Don't you think it's a
little too late for that?"

"Hey better late than never," Love contended.

Love scurried out of the kitchen and Rose began loading the cookies into a
tin, helping herself to one or two in the process.  She was skeptical about
ever getting the Christmas spirit.  It still seemed like a crock to her.
But she was willing to at least be open to it.  That was a start.

* * * * *

Love wasn't the only person in Malibu with a case of Christmas fever.
Right next door to the mansion, there was another person trying to insure
his spot on Santa's nice list.

"Guys, guys, guys...look what I taught Julius to do," Delbert said as he
rushed in with their loyal St. Bernard dog paddling behind him.

That got Waldo and Franklin looking up from their work and once Delbert had
his friends' attention, he gave the dog the signal that it was time for
their trick.

"Ok, Julius," Delbert said.  "Jingle bells."

On cue the dog began barking out the holiday tune in perfect harmony,
putting the infamous recording to shame.

"Wow Del, that's the most annoying thing you've ever taught him," Franklin
observed.  "Congratulations."

"Thanks," Delbert said as Julius finished up the song and waited for the
Milk Bone that his master immediately tossed him.  The snack was quickly
devoured by the dog and Delbert turned his attention back to the stockings
he had hung onto the wall, next to their Christmas tree decorated with
flashing lights from top to bottom.

"Say you really think Santa's going to be able to get in here?" Delbert
wondered.  "I mean we don't have a chimney.  I suppose he's good at
improvising.  After all he's able to get into apartments all over the world
and he's never had a problem getting here before.  But still, you gotta
wonder.  I mean you don't want to make it difficult for him to get inside.
After all he might have more presents if we make it easy for him.  Plus I'm
a little concerned that the roof might not be able to handle the extra
weight of all the reindeer on top of it.  I don't want it to collapse.
Think I should go up there and reinforce it or should I just paint a
landing strip on the sand for him to park there?"

The sound of Delbert's concerns caused Franklin to turn to Waldo.

"Don't you think this is the year when we should finally break it to him
that there's no Santa Claus?"  Franklin asked.

"What?  And risk a repeat of the Easter Bunny incident?" Waldo replied.  "I
think not.  Let him live the illusion.  He's not hurting anyone."

"I just hope Santa got the email I sent him the other day," Delbert said,
continuing on.  "I asked him to swing by especially to pick up the gift I
got for Tara.  I mean I don't know if she sent him her letter this year or
not.  She's probably been pretty busy.  So I got her something just in
case.  But I need Santa to deliver it to her."

"You got her a present?" Waldo asked.  "What did you get her?"

"This," Delbert said as he opened up an unwrapped box to reveal a
glistening red ruby in the shape of a heart.  "She's already got my heart.
This gift just makes it official."

"How the hell did you afford that?" Franklin asked.

"I sold my blood every day for a month," Delbert reported triumphantly.
"Did you know December is one of the biggest months for donations?
Apparently people keep having decorating accidents and need the supplies.
Anyways...I'm still feeling a bit woozy so I'm going to go lie down."

But before Delbert could rest, there was a knock on the door.  With three
bolts and a padlock on the steel enforced door, security was tight so Waldo
approached it cautiously.

"Who is it?" Waldo asked.

"It's Jenna," a female voice said on the other side.  "Let me in.  I came
to buy smoke from you guys.  I totally ran out and I need it!"

"What's the password?" Waldo asked.

This got a pause from the other side of the door.  Jenna knew she had to
get this right or else she wasn't going to be able to get inside.  And when
they wanted it right, she knew it had to be to the last syllable right.
Now if only she could remember it all.  She thought it over, rehearsed it
in her mind a few times and then finally spoke.

"Excuse me sir," Jenna said.  "Would you have the time?  My watch is broken
and it's stuck on 4:20."

Jenna held her breath as she hoped she had given the right password.  She
only exhaled when she heard the bolts being slid and the padlock being
undone.  The door swung open and Jenna scurried inside.  She wouldn't have
gone through all this if their product hadn't been worth it.  Plus she kind
of liked the anonymity of coming to see these three guys.

To Waldo, Franklin and Delbert, she was just Jenna, the giggly, brunette
who always had trouble remembering the password.  But to most everyone else
she was Jenna Haze, porn star.

It wasn't that she didn't like being recognized.  She loved it.  She got
such a kick out of the VIP treatment.  She loved meeting her fans and
having her tell them how much her movies turned her on.  That was such a
rush and it always made her so horny to think of her fans getting off
watching her fuck on film, but with these three guys it was kind of fun for
them not know what she did.

Of course her employment had never really come up in their conversations,
but Jenna sensed they didn't know.  She could see it in their eyes.  People
looked at you differently once they knew you fucked for a living.  It was
natural, she supposed.  But these guys didn't look like they had a clue.

It wasn't easy for her to always get to Malibu and these three weren't the
most reliable when it came to house calls, but Jenna knew it was worth it
to get her hands on their product.  As a true joker, smoker and midnight
toker, Jenna knew good shit when she smoked it and whatever these guys did
to it made her float high and easy with no crash landings and more
importantly no side effects, except for the occasional need to drive to the
nearest Taco Bell at two in the morning.

"So you guys got for me?" Jenna asked.  "I'm fucking desperate over here.
I burned through my supply too early and no one else has it cause of the
holiday.  Turns out people need a lot of smoke to get through Christmas.
So please tell me you've got stuff to sell me.  I seriously need to blaze!"

"We have just the thing for you," Franklin said as he crouched down and
opened the safe.  Once the door was open he withdraw a long Tupperware
container and opened it.

Right away Jenna was in love.  It smelled perfect.  She could practically
taste how good this was gonna feel.  The holidays were always so stressful
and if she couldn't fuck that stress away, then she was sure as hell gonna
smoke it.

"I'll take it," Jenna said gleefully.

"How much?"  Franklin asked.

"The whole thing," Jenna stated, her eyes alight with the fun she could
have with all this.

Waldo, Franklin and Delbert huddled together before emerging and giving
Jenna the price tag.  Even though she'd bought from them before, she still
wasn't expecting it to be so high and it caused a reflexive tongue choke.

"How much?" Jenna asked and when she was sure she hadn't heard them wrong,
she shook her head.  "Wow that's more then I expected.  Lemme see if I've
got that much."

Jenna began rifling through her purse.

"You guys take Discover card?" Jenna asked only to be greeted with three
firm shakes of the head "no."

"Hmmmm what about a personal check?" Jenna asked.

"Got three forms of ID?" Waldo asked, getting a headshake from Jenna this
time.

Jenna didn't want to lose out on this stuff.  She really was desperate for
it. And desperate times called for desperate measures.  She didn't like
having to resort to this, but it was definitely necessary.

"Welllll maybe we can work out some kind of arrangement then," Jenna said
seductively as she began inching up the white tank top she wore.  "I can be
a very nice girl you know.  I'm sure there's something I can do for you
guys that you'd like."

Waldo and Franklin looked very uncomfortable at the sound of the offer, but
Delbert had an idea.

"Oooooooooooh sing us a Christmas song!" Delbert said.

"What?  You serious?" Jenna asked in disbelief as she dropped her top back
down.  "I can't sing."

"True Christmas songs come from the heart not the lungs," Delbert sagely
pointed out.

"Seriously?  That's all you guys want from me?  You could make me do
anything you wanted and this is what you want?  Me to sing to you?" Jenna
asked.

Delbert enthusiastically nodded his head in agreement and Waldo and
Franklin just shrugged their shoulders.

"Fine," Jenna said.  "Any requests?"

"Anything is good," Delbert said as he and his friends stood for the show.

Jenna racked her brain to figure out what to sing.  To say this was the
last thing in the world she had expected to be doing today would have been
putting it mildly.  But she had catered to an audience before and, hey, at
least she got to keep her clothes on this time.  Finally she seized upon
the one song she knew well enough to wing it.  Years of church growing up
hadn't been for naught.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh holy night...the stars are brightly
shiiiiiiiiiiningggggggg..." Jenna began to sing.

The porn star continued through Oh Holy Night even as there was another
knock on the door and Waldo went to answer it.

"Who is it?" Waldo asked.

"It's Rose, open up."

"What's the password?" Waldo asked.

"Oh Jesus fucking Christ," Rose snapped from the other side of the door.
"Open the fucking door before I do the Nutcracker Suite with my feet on
your crotches!"

Knowing that only the true Rose and not some undercover DEA agent or alien
imposter would answer like that, Waldo quickly opened the door and let his
neighbor in.

"About time," Rose muttered before reminding herself to be nice and
Christmasy.  "Here we brought you a pres..."

Rose stopped right in the middle of her sentence when she realized there
was a woman in the middle of the room singing.  She was just getting to the
real lungpower part of the song and wasn't doing a bad job.

"Fallllllllllllllllllllllllllllll on your kneeeeeeeeees!" Jenna sang with
growing enthusiasm.  "Oh hearrrrrrrrrrrrr the angel voiiiiiiiiices!!!"

"What the hell is going on here?" Rose asked in disbelief.  She'd seen some
strange things here, but this was right up there on the top of the list.
She also felt like she'd seen this girl before somewhere, but couldn't
place where and when.

"Delbert wanted a song," Franklin answered with another shrug of his
shoulders.

"Well I can honestly say this wasn't what I was expecting to find here,"
Rose said as she listened to Jenna sing.  "Here Love baked you some
cookies.  Merry Christmas."

"Mmmmmm cookies," Waldo, Franklin and Delbert said simultaneously as Jenna
noticed their new guest.  While Rose didn't have instant recognition of
Jenna, Jenna had no such problem of her own.

"Oh my God!" Jenna gasped, interrupting her song.  "You're Rose McGowan!"

"You caught me," Rose admitted with a smile.  She wasn't the biggest fan of
being recognized and fawned over, but when hot girls were the ones fawning,
then Rose had absolutely no problem with it.  And whoever this girl was,
she was definitely hot.

"I'm such a fan.  I've seen so many of your movies and you're just
awesome!" Jenna admitted, forgetting for a second about the sale she was
trying to complete.  She just hoped she wasn't coming off like a dork.  She
hadn't just liked Rose's movies.  She'd also been nursing a serious crush
on her for years.

While other girls in the porn industry went gay for pay, Jenna's lust for
pussy was no act and Rose in person was even more of a turn on then on
screen.

"Lemme guess, you want a refund for Ready to Rumble, right?" Rose said.
"Or was it Phantoms that made you want to want to claw your eyes out?"

"What?  No way! You were da bomb in Phantoms, yo!" Jenna giggled.  She'd
been dying to say that for years, but had never actually figured on meeting
anyone from the cast.

"Goddamn right I was," Rose smiled.  She definitely liked this girl. If
only she could remember where she'd seen her before.  She looked so damn
familiar.  She just couldn't place where she'd seen her face.

"Ummmm I don't want to sound like a complete loser here or anything, but
could I have an autograph?" Jenna asked shyly.

"You can have more than that if you want it, honey" Rose winked, making
Jenna's eyes grow wide.

Was Rose hitting on her?  No that wasn't possible.  Then again she had
heard rumors that Rose was into girls.  But it just couldn't be.  That
stuff was usually bullshit.  There was no way Rose wanted to fuck her?  Was
there?  What she had just said definitely sounded like flirting.

"Ummmmmm can you sign right here?" Jenna said, holding out the end of her
tank top so Rose could sign the bottom of it.  "I don't have any paper or
anything."

"Sure," Rose said, giving the girl a more than obvious once over with her
eyes.  This little thing looked just scrumptious.  She reminded Rose a
little of Christina, except more natural.  She had that tiny, tight look
that often deceptively hid a sexual powder keg.  Plus it was obvious that
this girl wasn't wearing a bra under her tank top and her nipples were
starting to get hard.

Waldo, Franklin and Delbert had become the forgotten men inside their own
house.  Rose barely acknowledged their existence as Franklin handed her a
laundry marker.

"Who should I make it out to?" Rose asked, playing things a little coy
until she was sure this girl was into playing the kind of games she and her
housemates loved.

"Just make it out to Jen," Jenna replied, wishing Rose would rip the shirt
off her body and clamp her mouth down on her tits.

That sent the light bulb in Rose's head flashing.  Suddenly she knew
exactly who this girl was.

"Holy shit! You're Jenna Haze!" Rose gasped.  She'd seen her movies.  Hell,
she'd fucked herself to her movies!

"Wow!  You know who I am?" Jenna asked.  She wasn't egotistical enough to
assume that everyone she met instantly recognized her and it was a huge ego
boost for her to see someone like Rose look at her like a fan instead of it
being the other way around.

"Fuck yeah!" Rose smiled.  Now she wanted this girl more than ever.  "I've
seen your movies too.  You're unbelievable.  I love your old stuff.  You're
one sexy little cock whore, girl."

Rose sensed that Jenna would take that as a compliment and she was correct.
The porn star smiled and blushed a little.

"What about my other stuff?" Jenna asked, desperately wanting this to be
more than just a conversation about how much they loved each other's work.
"Ummmm you like my girl/girl stuff too?"

"Mmmmm do I ever," Rose replied, taking the bait of Jenna's question and
admitting her lust for girls.  "Finger licking good.  That's for damn
sure."

Rose had loved both Jenna's older work, where she had become well known for
enthusiastically taking cock, and often more than one, into her all willing
and eager holes.  But recently she'd only been doing girl on girl scenes
and that was definitely a career choice that went over well at the mansion.

Love, being the secret porn fiend she was, had been singing Jenna's praises
to all her housemates for months and when they finally watched her movies
they had immediately seen why.  Rose had been particularly taken with
Jenna's giddy eagerness for all things sexual.  She looked a hundred times
hotter in person and Rose knew the temperature was going to rise even
hotter than that once she got Jenna out of her clothes.

But thinking of Love gave Rose an idea.  Her housemate had been a Jenna fan
first and what better way to show off that she was able to get the
Christmas spirit by not hogging Jenna all to herself, but rather sharing.
Now all she had to do was convince Jenna to come next door with her and
Rose didn't think that was going to be too hard.

"We love watching your movies," Rose declared.  "Mmmm they always get us so
hot.  We can barely get through them without ripping each other's clothes
off."

"We?  Who's we?" Jenna inquired with a naughty smile, wondering if Rose was
watching her movies with her boyfriend or, even better, her girlfriend.

"Why don't you come next door with me and find out?" Rose offered.  "I've
got some friends of mine I think you'd like to meet.  I know they're all
going to love a chance to meet you."

* * * * *

Things at the community center had gone very well.  Jewel had managed to
fit into her costume without looking like an elf stripper and the presents
were almost all handed out.  Seeing the happy look on the kids' faces as
they got their gifts really made Alyssa feel good.  It was easy to take
having everything you wanted for granted and she had forgotten how happy a
kid could be just by getting one nicely wrapped package.

Alyssa knew Jewel felt the same way.  She didn't want to come off as sappy,
but Alyssa really did feel good being selfless and helping others this time
of year.  It gave her a warm, fuzzy feeling inside.  Jewel had really
gotten in her elf's gig too and they had both had a lot of fun.

Of course not every kid was happy with what Santa had brought them this
year.

"Awwwwwwwww I don't want this," a blonde kid with glasses said as he tore
open the wrapping paper to find the action figure that lay underneath.  "I
want an Official Red Ryder Carbine Action Two Hundred Shot Range Air
Rifle."

"What?  Are you kidding?" Alyssa scoffed.  "You'll shoot your eye out!"

The kid shuffled away disappointed and Alyssa turned to say something to
Jewel when she saw her elf's attention was on something else.  Not that
Alyssa blamed her.  She had been staring too since they'd gotten there and
hadn't been able to help herself from wondering if she could take home what
they were both longing for as a Christmas present.

Celebrities were playing all the roles that morning.  Besides her and
Jewel, John Goodman had been a natural Santa and everyone had gotten their
fair share of giggles from Ryan Reynolds with a pair of fake antlers and
glowing red nose as Rudolph.  But the person Alyssa and Jewel couldn't stop
thinking about was the girl playing Jewel's fellow elf.  Her green and red
fringed costume could do nothing to block how sexy she looked and how much
it made both of them want to cross their names off the nice list so they
could be naughty without impediment.

Unaware that she was being subtly gawked at, Anne Hathaway continued to
hand out presents to kids and look as sweet and innocent as her Disney
movies made her seem.  Alyssa and Jewel weren't too blatant with their
lustful gazes because not only were they in public, but they weren't there
to girl watch.  They were there to bring a Merry Christmas to the kids and
they focused on that above all else.  But that didn't mean thoughts about
getting Anne under the mistletoe didn't dance through their heads every now
and then.

As the line of kids got shorter, their fantasies got stronger.  Jewel and
Alyssa shared a series of looks that said what their lips couldn't right
then.  They both wanted Anne.  They were both checking each other out.
They didn't need to say it.  They had been with so many girls together that
their psychic lesbian powers were quite in tune with one another.

"I know what I want for Christmas," Jewel whispered into Alyssa's ear as
they watched Anne hand a package to an overjoyed little girl.

"You and me both," Alyssa whispered back as they strove not to draw
attention to themselves.  "Mmmmm I'd love to peel her wrapping paper off
and play with my new toy all night long."

Jewel's hand flew to her lips to stifle a giggle.  Her costume was a little
tight and every time she moved she could feel the fabric rubbing against
her chest.  The friction against her tits reminded Jewel of sex and even
though she was behaving herself here, it made her want Anne bad.  Of course
there was no indication that Anne was into girls.  Or was there.

"Do you think she's been checking us out?" Jewel whispered.  "I thought I
saw her staring at us a few times, but she'd turn away whenever I looked
back.  It could be my imagination.  I'm not sure."

"Hmmmm I haven't seen anything," Alyssa admitted.  "But then again I've
been busy."

Another kid walked up to the two girls, snapping them out of their
conversation and reminding them why they were really there and it wasn't to
get laid.

"Merry Christmas," Alyssa and Jewel said together as they handed the little
girl a package from the "girls" bag they had with them.

"Actually I'm against Christmas.  It's just part of the right wing's
attempt to impose a religious dogma on traditionally secular areas of
life," the girl, who looked to be all of six stated.  "Christmas itself
didn't even take place in December.  Religious scholars have found that
Jesus' birth likely took place much earlier in the year and that having it
on December 25 was a misinterpretation which has been furthered by
capitalist interests who want to sell more products."

"Ummmm wow," Alyssa said.  "So if you don't like Christmas, why are you
here?"

"Duhhh...I'm not against presents," the girl said before taking the package
and walking off.

"I wonder if this happens at Kwanzaa celebrations?" Jewel wondered, before
Alyssa gave her a gentle elbow in the stomach to have her turn her
attention back toward Anne.

The brunette actress was bent over to get something out of her bag and that
gave Alyssa and Jewel a great view of her ass, the felt of her costume
clinging to it like saran wrap.

"Mmmm," Jewel said, hoping she wasn't moaning too loudly.

"Ditto," Alyssa agreed.  "How about after this is over you and I invite her
out for coffee and see if we can't get that sexy ass back to Malibu with
us?"

"Sounds like a plan," Jewel said before she and Alyssa turned their
attention back to the kids.

Neither girl wanted to let their lust for Anne distract them from the kids.
They were there to bring some holiday joy and cheer to them and the kids
deserved more than having a Mrs. Claus and an elf that were too busy
getting horny to even look them in the eye and give them the time for a
simple smile.

So Alyssa and Jewel both pushed thoughts of lesbian seduction out of their
minds as they handed out their presents.  Of course they didn't push those
thoughts too far away and, as soon as their sacks were empty and the line
of kids was gone, they turned around to look for Anne.  Unfortunately they
saw nothing at all.

"Hey!  Where'd she go?" Alyssa muttered.  "Damn, turn your back for one
second and she's gone."

"You don't think she left do you?" Jewel asked, her disappointment obvious.

"How could she?" Alyssa speculated.  "I mean we saw here there just a
second ago.  Damn.  How does a girl just disappear like that?"

"Maybe she just went to make a phone call or something," Jewel suggested.
"Wanna take a look for her?"

Alyssa was never the type to give up on a potential seduction target just
because she disappeared.  Neither was Jewel and, after a quick glance
around to see that no one needed them at the moment, they decided to go for
it.

Both girls asked around at first.  "Have you seen Anne?" passed their lips
more than once.  They soon got pointed in the right direction, but they
still couldn't find her.  They ended up down a hallway of classrooms in the
community center where someone thought they had seen Anne walking off, in a
real hurry they had added.  But the classrooms were closed and there was no
sign of Anne.

"Damn, this girl is a ghost," Jewel sighed.

"Yeah," Alyssa said, glancing down at her watch.  "Maybe we should just..."

Alyssa had just been about to say "Give up and go home" but before the
words left her mouth they heard a sound from the classroom they were
standing in front of.  The door was closed, but a quick glimpse downward
showed the light was on and peeking under the door.  Alyssa and Jewel had
heard that sound before.  Lots of times.  It sounded like...no it couldn't
be.  It couldn't have been a moan.

Jewel and Alyssa both went silent, listening intently for a sign their ears
weren't playing tricks on them.  Suddenly they heard another sound that
definitely resembled ecstatic feminine moaning.  It was a sound that they
knew better than anything having treated their ears to it several times a
day.

"No way," Alyssa whispered in disbelief, a wicked smile crossing her lips.
"Anne?"

"Think she's in there with someone?" Jewel asked.

"Only one way to find out," Alyssa grinned.  This was no time for privacy.
She slowly cracked open the door, hoping they wouldn't startle Anne, or
whoever else was in there.  The door opening didn't reveal their presence
and Alyssa and Jewel craned their heads inside, their eyes immediately
growing wide when they saw what Anne was up to.

Two things were immediately confirmed.  First it was definitely Anne
moaning.  Second she was alone.  She was slumped back in a chair behind a
desk with her legs on top of it and spread open.  Her costume pants and
panties were on the floor and she was pumping her fingers in and out of her
pussy, sucking them clean of her juices and moaning every few seconds
before jamming them back in.

But it wasn't what Anne was doing to herself that caught Alyssa and Jewel's
attentions so raptly.  It was what she was saying.

"Fuck meeeeeeee!" Anne lewdly groaned as she tried to stifle herself from
making too much noise.  "Fuck me Alyssa!  Mmmmmmmm yessssssss fuck me
Jewel!  Jam your fingers into my fucking slutty pussy!  Lick meeeeeee!  Eat
out my dirty little lesbian cunt!!! Ahhhhhhh fuck!  Want you so bad!  Want
you so fucking bad!"

Alyssa and Jewel couldn't believe what they were hearing.  They had never
expected Anne to be a nun.  Movie night at the mansion last week when they
had rented Havoc had put that notion to rest.  But this was downright
shocking behavior from one of the last people they had ever expected to see
it from.  Not only was Anne openly masturbating, but she was doing it while
fantasizing about them.

Trying not to laugh out loud over this extremely fortunate turn of events,
Jewel and Alyssa watched, their own pussies getting wetter by the second as
Anne frigged herself lewdly and vigorously.  Both hands were between her
legs, one spreading apart her labia and the other rubbing her clit, making
her moan and gasp as she visibly struggled against screaming out.

"Ahhhhhhhh fuck!  Making me so wet all fucking day...I wish you two were
here with me now," Anne continued to hiss, her voice a passionate whisper.
"Making me think nasty thoughts about you...mmmmmmmm yessssssssssssss
making me want to finger my fucking pussy...wishing you were dirty little
pussy licking whores like me...ahhhhhhhh oooooooh yesssss making me need to
fucking come so goddamn baaaaaad!"

That was all Alyssa could take.  She just couldn't stand back and let this
gorgeous woman slam herself while moaning her name and do nothing.  That
was most definitely not how she rolled.

Giving Jewel a wink telling her to follow her lead, Alyssa walked inside
and made her presence known.

"Well, well, well...what do we have here?" Alyssa smirked.  "Looks like a
naughty little slut who couldn't control herself."

Anne froze where she was, her hands still fused between her legs and her
mouth open with the horror of being discovered.  A crimson color not seen
outside of a slasher movie colored her face.

"Dirty girl, sneaking away to finger yourself," Jewel said, closing the
door behind her as she took Alyssa's cue.  "What do you think we should do
with her Lyssa?  After all she obviously wants us to get over there and
make her pink little pussy cream.  I mean that was us she was just moaning
over, wasn't it?"

"Mmmmm sure sounded like our names," Alyssa agreed, enjoying making Anne
twist in the wind a little before revealing the attraction was mutual.
"What kind of a fucking whore fantasizes about other girls like that?
Jamming her fingers into her naughty fuck hole while dreaming of our
tongues slurping up all that cum from her?  And to think we thought she was
a good girl."

Anne's mouth remained open and her body flushed.  No longer was she
sweating sexually though.  Now it was the cold fear of discovery that
gripped her.  She felt like she was about to swallow her tongue.  She
couldn't believe she'd been caught.  Oh God...what had she been saying?
They'd heard everything!  They'd heard her moaning those nasty things.  She
was fucked!  What had she done?  Why had she been so fucking stupid?  Why
hadn't she been able to control herself?

"What's the matter Anne?" Alyssa pressed, noting the girl's silence as she
and Jewel crept closer to the desk with every word.  "Don't you have
anything to say?  You sure were saying a lot just before."

"Please don't tell..." Anne meekly squeaked, embarrassment covering her
from head to toe.  "I...I...just...lost...just lost control there.  Please
can we pretend this never happened!  I just couldn't help myself!
I...I...I...never...never wanted it to get this far!"

"Think we should ignore this Lyssa?" Jewel played.  "Think we should let
this dirty little bitch get away with having those hot fuck fantasies about
us?"

"No fucking way," Alyssa grinned, making Anne squirm in fear as she
pictured her name dragged across the gossip columns as Hollywood's newest
lesbian.  Even if she wasn't a lesbian...at least she didn't think she
was...or was she?  She didn't know.  What she did know is that she just
wanted the Earth to swallow her up right now.

"Please...I'm sorry I said those things, just don't tell anyone," Anne
begged.  "Please don't tell anyone!  I didn't..."

But that was all Anne got past her lips before Alyssa reached out and began
rubbing her pussy.  Anne was even more shocked now then when she'd been
caught but she couldn't help but moan from the practiced touch between her
legs.  She'd been too petrified to move her own hands away, but now she
finally let her arms drop to her sides.

"Oh we won't tell," Alyssa promised.  "We won't tell if you do one thing
for us Anne."

"Wh...what...what do you want?" Anne gasped, her breath heaving as the
pleasure filled her body.  She couldn't actually be about to get what she
had wanted so badly?  Could she?

"Come for us Anne," Alyssa ordered.  "Come all over my fingers.  Come for
me and Jewel just like you were about to before we walked in."

"I...I...oooooooooooooooooooh..." Anne moaned.  "Don't kid with me Alyssa!
You...ooooooooh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh mmmmmmmm yessssssss...you really want me to
come?"

"Mmmmhmm," Alyssa confirmed.

"We both do," Jewel pointed out as she reached out to caress Anne's tits
through her red and green costume top.  "Come for us you naughty little
slut.  Cream Lyssa's fingers just like you were going to cream your own."

Anne was about to say something more when her mouth was suddenly covered by
Jewel's in a passionate kiss.  Anne felt a million different intense
feelings at once.  She was terrified of having her secret desires exposed.
She was humiliated from being caught.  She was paranoid Alyssa and Jewel
were playing some kind of sadistic prank on her.  But most of all she was
dripping wet from the sexual attention these two beautiful girls were
giving her.

Jewel's tongue slowly wiggled into her mouth and Anne welcomed it like a
long lost friend.  She sucked on it just like she had with all her past
female lovers and moaned into the singer's mouth as Alyssa's fingers rubbed
her cunt into a dripping frenzy and Jewel's hands caressed her tits with
the soft touch she had longed for.

Part of Anne had to feel that either she had blacked out into the twilight
zone and her fantasy had come true or she had fallen out of her chair and
bumped her head.  This couldn't really be happening.  She couldn't really
have Alyssa Milano's fingers inside her pussy, pinching her swollen clit
and rubbing it in all the right ways while Jewel kissed her and felt her
up.

Anne had been trying so hard to control herself today.  She had tried to
focus on giving the kids a Merry Christmas and not on the pulsing heat and
wetness in her pussy. It had been months since she had been with a woman
and she had been craving their soft, sexual touch like dieters crave pizza.
Being that close to Alyssa and Jewel had been too much temptation for her
and all through the event Anne's pussy had been a furnace of lust.

She finally had had to run off as soon as she had her first chance to take
care of her needs.  She hadn't been able to stand another second of being
that close to Jewel and Alyssa, to smell their perfume and look at their
sexy bodies without imagining them naked and fucking her.  She had been so
horny for women lately that they had been convenient stars of her fantasy
today.  Right place at the right time as far as her libido was concerned.
But she had never dreamed she'd be caught and she'd never dared to even
think that her fantasy could actually come true.

She'd just wanted to get herself off and get home for further play with her
vibrator or shower massager.  She knew she should have waited for a better
time.  It was hardly appropriate to run off from a charity event to
masturbate in a community center classroom, but she had been desperate and
it had been the first place she had found.

"Come for us you nasty little fuck slut," Alyssa whispered into Anne's ear.
"We heard everything you said before.  Now we're gonna make it all happen
for real.  We're gonna fuck your slutty little pussy!  Mmmm and if you come
for us we're gonna eat that pink cunt of yours out too.  Imagine it Anne.
Fingers are nothing compared to tongues.  Picture me slurping on your
fucking Disney whore pussy while Jewel tongues your clit.  Both our tongues
working your naughty little snatch over and making it all gooey and creamy
for us to swallow and kiss you so you can taste your own fuck juice!  Come
for us Anne!  Make your tight little pussy come all over my fingers!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhh fuck!!!" Anne hissed again, her words escaping the kiss
between her and Jewel.  It all felt too good to be a dream.  There was
sexual intensity pounding through her body.  She was humping against
Alyssa's fingers, making her desk scrape the classroom floor and forcing
more of her tits into Jewel's eager grasp.

Every time she had been with a woman she had been left wanting it more than
she had coming in.  Lately her time away from a woman's touch had turned it
into what at times felt like an all-consuming obsession to get some pussy.
The feel of Alyssa's fingers rubbing her clitoris and her lewd promises for
more had Anne panting and moaning.  She was so close to coming.  She'd been
close before, but what she had been doing to herself was nothing compared
to Alyssa's touch.

"Come for us," Jewel urged too licking her lips for the flavor of Anne's
lipstick.  "I wanna see you come all over my friend's fingers.  Mmmmm she
gets me off so fucking hard when she fingers me.  I wanna see you come now
Anne.  I got so wet watching you before.  You turned me on so much.  Now
you have to come.  You have to come all over Lyssa's fingers.  Make them
sticky with your juices so I can lick them off and find out how good you
taste before I bury my tongue inside that horny pussy of yours."

Anne's eyes were wild and wide with wanton lust.  Her breasts heaved under
her costume as her nipples swelled from Jewel's touch to make two visibly
apparent poking points.  She let out gasps and sharp cries as loudly as she
dared.  The last thing she wanted was another interruption.  Not when she
was so close.  Not when her orgasm was reaching the boiling point inside
her body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkk gonna come," Anne groaned, trying with all her
strength to keep from screaming to the heaven's and giving the news
reporters covering the events quite a scoop.  "Yessssssss ooooooooh fuck!
Pinch my clit Alyssaaaaaaaa!!!  Fucking make it throbbbbbbbbbbbbb!!!"

Alyssa did just that, grinning evilly the whole time as she reduced the
Princess Diaries star to a quivering, grunting mess.  One of the reasons
she and Rose always got along so well was that they both shared a love for
the power of having someone come for you.  Alyssa had Anne right where she
wanted her and she knew it was going to take no coaxing to get Anne out of
her costume and licking her pussy as soon as they were in a better spot.

While Jewel played with her nipples through her costume, Alyssa pinched and
rubbed Anne's clitoris, soaking her fingers and making the girl's juice
drip down her hand until the stimulation was too much to hold back from.

"AHHH!!!" was all Anne could get out in a yelp before Jewel alertly clamped
her mouth down on hers in another kiss.  Jewel gave Anne the muffler she
needed to keep from screaming as she came all over Alyssa's fingers.

The desk Anne was in nearly flipped over from her thrusting motions as she
soaked Alyssa's hand.  She was quaking with pleasure and this was only from
some finger play.  Part of the force behind Anne's orgasm was just
imagining how much better this was going to feel when they started tonguing
each other.

By the time the last tremor passed through her body, Anne was reduced to
soft mews and a spacey look over her face.  But Anne's eyes were still
alight with horniness and the fires behind them grew when Alyssa held up
her cum coated fingers and made a big show of licking them clean.  She was
quickly joined in this task by Jewel, and the two of them licked up Anne's
flavor like it was ice cream dribbling off a cone.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh God," Anne groaned as she slumped back in her desk.  "I so
needed that."

"We could tell," Jewel laughed.  "What the hell turned you on so bad?"

"I wasn't lying," Anne said.  "It was you two.  You both looked so
beautiful and I guess I'd been horny when I woke up this morning and being
around you just made me want it even more until I just couldn't control
myself and I had to do this.  I never dreamed you two would be...you
know...into girls for real.  I was just fantasizing."

"Well we're both definitely into girls," Alyssa replied in a rather large
understatement.  "But what about you?  You sure look like you're into girls
too Anne."

Anne just weakly nodded her head, her orgasm still keeping her woozy.

"I love girls," Anne admitted.  "I can't get enough.  Ever.  I just want
them all the time.  It's driving me crazy."

Anne's orgasm had brought some much-needed clarity to the room.  None of
them wanted to break this moment, but they knew discovery was too risky for
them to linger.  Anne stood up from the desk and pulled her pants and
panties back on and, as the three of them composed themselves, she told
Alyssa and Jewel everything.

She told them how she'd always been so curious about girls.  Ever since she
had begun feeling sexual attraction to people Anne had struggled with her
feelings for other women.  She had several lesbian friends and had never
been judgmental about their lifestyles, but that hadn't made her own
internal wrestling any easier.  She had tried not to be attracted to girls.
She liked boys too and tried to force herself to only focus on them, but
that had only made her miserable as curiosity for a woman's touch had
burned inside her.

As her new friends listened intently, Anne explained how everything had
changed on the set of Havoc.  One of her co-stars had been Bijou Phillips
and, despite their differences, Anne had found herself bonding in
friendship with the notorious party girl.  Bijou wasn't usually the kind of
person she hung out with, but they had really hit it off.  Bijou was wild,
uninhibited and openly bisexual, all the things deep down Anne longed to
be.

It hadn't taken long for their friendship to turn into something more.
They had been out clubbing one night in Los Angeles and they both had had
too much to drink.  They had ended up back at Bijou's place giggling and
laughing and wrestling around and before Anne knew it, her friend was on
top of her kissing her.  Anne had resisted at first, but Bijou had moaned
for her to not fight it.  She told her she'd seen her looking at her and
knew this was what she had wanted.  Of course Bijou had been right and soon
Anne's dress had been around her waist and her panties on the floor as
Bijou introduced her to the pleasure of another woman's tongue.

That had only been the beginning, she told Alyssa and Jewel.  Anne was
still shy about her feelings, but she hadn't regretted what had happened.
She and Bijou had hooked up a lot of times after that, even teaming up once
to seduce their co-star Shiri Appleby.  Bijou had been Anne's sexual mentor
and Anne's craving for pussy had grown each time they'd fucked.

Anne talked about how her lust for women hadn't ended the day shooting
wrapped.  On Brokeback Mountain, while the boys were off playing gay
cowboys, Anne and Michelle Williams had been doing same sex lovemaking for
real.  Michelle had been quite enthusiastic about girls as well and Anne
had loved every second of being with her, even once doing some role playing
where she had pretended to be Katie Holmes so Michelle could act out her
long-standing fantasy of seducing her former, and now quite unavailable,
co-star.

"Wow," Alyssa said after Anne finished relating that story.  "Mmmm too bad
Michelle never knew just how much Katie loved girls."

"Katie?  She's into this too?" Anne asked in disbelief.  How could all
these hot girls be lesbians?  How could she have seen all these girls over
the years and not known they would have willingly satisfied her desires if
she'd just asked?

"Welllllllllllll she was," Jewel answered with a roll of her eyes.  "Until
Tom came into the picture, she was always hanging around with us.  Now
she's doing God knows what for who knows why."

"We're thinking of kidnapping her and taking her to a deprogrammer to break
away the brainwashing," Alyssa laughed.  "Then she'll be normal again."

Everyone was fully dressed and composed by now, but the sharing of stories
was making sure no one lost their horniness.

"So Anne, been with any girls since Michelle?" Alyssa asked.

"No," Anne glumly admitted.  "It's been months and it's been driving me
crazy.  I hadn't been with any girls...well until now."

"And is getting fingered all you want from us?" Jewel inquired.

"Oh no," Anne replied, a growing smile crossing her face as she saw this
wasn't going to just be a brief encounter.  "I want to do lots more."

"What do you want to do to us?" Jewel asked, stealing a kiss as she made
sure her tits rubbed against Anne's.  "Tell us.  Tell us like you were
saying before when you were playing with yourself."

"Ummmmm gawwwwwd," Anne blushed, but she still smiled and didn't back away.
"I want to eat you both out.  I want to lick your pussies and get your
juices all over my tongue and make you come all over my face mmmm and then
I want you to both lick me and make me all wet to lick you both again and
mmmmmmmm I just want to get naked with you guys and spend all day fucking
you both over and over again."

That was exactly what Alyssa and Jewel wanted to hear and there was only
one question left to be answered.

"Feel like taking a drive to Malibu?" Alyssa asked.

"Malibu?" Anne repeated.  She was hoping they could go to her place.  It
was certainly closer.  But the looks on Alyssa and Jewel's faces told her
that if she agreed it was going to be well worth her while.

"Sure," Anne agreed, wondering what it was she was about to get herself
into.


TO BE CONCLUDED IN PART 2