Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. It's
fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws in most states
would require it not be read by persons under 18. Also, if you're offended
by adult themes, you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale
features women presented as sexual objects. There is nothing wrong with this
as they are only fictional characters. I urge readers, especially young males,
to not regard real women in this way.
This work is © 2001,2002 the author. Permission is granted to freely
distribute, provided it is not altered in any way.
Sex Kitten (Ffff exhib)
In spite of herself, Nicola was blushing furiously. People were pointing
and giggling at her. It was hardly surprising, though, as the tall, beautiful
Australian model was standing in the middle of LAX airport holding up a sign
that read "Sex Kitten".
This was not how Nicola had thought this morning would turn
out. Just half an hour ago, Nicola was relaxing in the backseat of the stretch
limo, looking forward to her latest assignment. A hot new girl band from
England was being flown out to LA to shoot their latest video, and it was
Nicola's job to keep them entertained while they were in town. Given that
the three girls- Kerry, Lil and Tash- were all just 17, Nicola was
looking forward to playing big sister. A smile danced across her pretty face
as she imagined taking them to Disneyland. And the name of the band- "Kitten"-
it was just so cute! Nicola knew she was going to enjoy the next two days.
The limo had pulled up at international arrivals at LAX. The
driver, Earl, opened the door for Nicola. As she stepped out, he handed her
a placard. "Miss Baron, you'll need this." Nicola was a little
surprised by what was printed on it:
Sex Kitten
"I thought they were called 'Kitten'," she said.
Earl shook his head. "Nope, it's 'Sex Kitten'.I should know, my daughter
is a fan."
The beautiful starlet took the sign and, with a clack-clack-clack
of her heels, entered the terminal. She quickly located the gate where the
girls's BA flight from London was scheduled to arrive. There was already
quite a crowd waiting for friends and love ones to disembark. A number of
people were holding up placards bearing family and company names. Nicola
took a deep breath, and held up her sign too.Immediately, people turned to
look at the gorgeous brunette holding up the sign that read 'Sex Kitten.'
From the lustful gazes, many of them agreed with the description. Nicola
blushed alittle. True, in her brief career so far she'd already been fucked
six ways from Sunday by half of Hollywood, but it was still a little embarassing
to stand in the middle of LAX with a bunch of nobodies, holding up a sign
that read 'Sex Kitten'. Thankfully, Nicola didn't have long to wait.
Three teenage girls emerged from customs. At first glance they
looked like near-identical triplets. Each had long, chestnut colored hair and
sparkling blue eyes. They each wore near identical clothes- hip-hugging shorts,
and white halter tops that exposed smooth, bare midriffs and delicious amounts
of cleavage. The three girls caught sight of Nicola and squealed with glee.
"Knickers!"
Grinning, they rushed toward her. Before Nicola could say anything,
all three embracing her at once, drowning her in a sea of tempting teenage
flesh. The three eager young girls hugged Nicola close, giggling and (Nicola
was pretty sure) freely groping her body.
Nicola was a little stunned. Was this the three teenage girls
she was expecting? Was this Kerry kissing her passionately on the lips? Was
this Lil brazenly groping her ass? Was this Tash rubbing her tits against
her body?
"Erm," Nicola asked at last, "Are you 'Sex Kitten'?"
"You're not so bad yourself, for an old lady," smirked
Kerry. Nicola quickly realised it could only be them."Who are you calling
old? I'm only three years older than you," she retorted.
The girls laughed and introduced themselves. Nicola couldn't
help but leer at their tasty young bodies. All three girls were dressed to
expose as much of themselves as decency allowed. Her agent had already given
them info on her, which explained how they knew her nickname. Nicola wondered
if he'd also mentioned her distinctly bisexual leanings? Steady, Knickers!
she told herself. She was supposed to chaperone these young girls, not lead
them astray. Earl collected their baggage and they went out to the limo.
In the backseat Nicola found herself once again with the three
eager young bodies pressed close against her. Ignoring the temptation, Nicola
tried to make conversation.
"So, um, tell me about the sort of audience your music
is aimed at?"
"Well," replied Tash, "we have three main target
audiences. Number 1 is teenage boys who want to fuck us. Number 2 is teenage
girls who want to look like us so teenage boys will want to fuck them. And
number 3 is teenage girls who want to fuck us."
"Oh?" asked Nicola, trying to sound innocent, "you
have a big lesbian following?" Tash nodded solemnly. "Yup, we're
very big with the dykes." Nicola thrilled to those lovely English accents.
Men in America had often told her how much her Australian accent turned them
on. Now she really knew what they meant!
Time to change the subject again. "So, where would you
girls like to visit first? Disneyland? Universal Studios?"
The three teens shared a naughty smirk, and then squealed in
unison, "Strip club!"
"Strip club?" Nicola asked, surprised. "We want
to visit a real LA titty bar," replied Lil."Let's go right now,"
urged Kerry, her eyes shining with excitement. "I hear all the best clubs
are by the airport."
Nicola sighed. Her dream of playing big sister and taking them
to Disneyland evaporated, and was quickly replaced with a vision of herself
as sexually-frustrated pimp taking the girls to LA's seediest night spots.
Oh well. It was her job to see the girls enjoyed themselves, and Nicola was
determined that if they were going to a strip bar, she should make sure they
were safe.
"Earl, can you suggest a good club?"
"'Headlights', Miss Baron, is always an excellent choice,"
he replied. "OK," said Nicola, "'Headlights' it is."
Nicola at least consoled herself that it wasn't as bad as she thought it
would be. She stood, along with Kerry, Lil and Tash, out the front of the
garishly lit 'Headlights' club. Nicola had never been inside a strip club
before. Sure, she'd given some spirited performances herself, but they'd
always been in hotel suites. Steeling herself, Nicola approached the huge
muscle-bound bouncer and said "Hi! Er, can we come in?" He glanced
at the four and shook his head (a feat that amazed Nicola, as he apparently
had no neck). "No way are any of you over 21."
"Oh come on," cried Tash, "that only applies
to boys!" The bouncer didn't respond, but crossed his arms, causing
his muscles to bulge alarmingly.
"Tell you what," chimed in Kerry, "how's about
you let us in if we show you our tits?" The bouncer's stoic face burst
into a grin. "Sure."
Nicola watched with more than a little shock as her three teen
charges each lifted their halter tops to show their boobs to the man. Tash
even wriggled a little, causing her tits to jiggle. The bouncer let out a
whistle of appreciation. The topless teens looked at him hopefully. "Now
can we come in?" Kerry asked. The bouncer reluctantly turned from the
show to look at Nicola. "As soon as you all, um, 'pay the entrance fee'."
"What?" Nicola was surprised.Surely he didn't expect
her to flash him as well? Lil rolled her eyes."Come on, Knickers, show
the man your tits and we can get in."
Before she could reply, Kerry grasped the front of Nicola's
t-shirt and pulled. The material ripped all the way down and her bra-less
breasts bounced into view. Nicola stood, surprised, as her boobs hung out
of the gaping front of her t-shirt for everyone to see. The bouncer stepped
aside. "Have a nice evening, ladies."
Kerry, Tash and Lil squealed with delight and dashed inside.
Nicola, fumbling with her shirt, followed. She managed to repair it as best
she could by tying up the rip. However, her decent t-shirt was now transformed
into a very daring halter-top. The knot strained to hold her tits in place,
and a large swell of Nicola's tanned tits were now on view. Sighing, she followed
the girls into the club.
Inside, it was relatively dark and noisy. Thankfully, the focus
of everyone's attention was the three dancers working the stage. Nicola now
planned to steer Sex Kitten into a private booth where they'd remain unseen.
Although the girls were vitually unknown in the US, Nicola didn't think it
would be a good idea if the British tabloids got wind of the girls's night
out in LA.
"Oi, Knickers!" she heard Tash yell. Nicola turned
and saw her hopes for anonymity dashed. The girls were seated right next
to the stage runway, and were already lining up dollar bills in front of
them. Nicola walked toward them, trying to keep her breasts from popping
free.
"Get us some beers, would you?" Tash ordered. Nicola
frowned. "You're underage!" Lil rolled her eyes. "We're already
in a stripclub underage. Now set us up for the night. A couple of jugs should
do."
Nicola opened her mouth to tell the girls off, but thought
better of it. She was, after all, supposed to make sure they have a good
time. Does it really matter if it's at Disneyland or a seedy stripclub?
Nicola approached the bar. A busty topless barmaid was serving
drinks. "Hello, I've never seen you working here before, are you new?"
"I'm a patron, not a waitress!" Nicola replied, indignantly
adjusting her tits. Looking around, she realised her attire was not too dissimilar
to that of the girls serving drinks to the customers. "I'll have a couple
of jugs." The barmaid looked at her coolly. "Now listen, I get
enough of those cracks from the men..."
"Jugs of beer," Nicola added, "with three glasses.
And a ginger ale." She thought it best if at least one of them remained
sober. The barmaid poured the drinks, and took her money with a scowl.
Nicola returned to the girls, to find them hooting and hollering
as a blonde stripper enthusiastically danced on stage before them. They were
probably making more noise than the rest of the men put together. They were
cajoling their stripper to remove her g-string, and she was tempting her
teen audiences with flashes of the blonde snatch beneath. Kerry beckoned
the dancer forward, and she obliginly placed a leg up on the brass bar that
surrounded the stage. Kerry then proceeded to stuff dollar bills into the
stripper's garter. Nicola appraised her performance with a professional eye.
So this is how girls who strip for a living do it? Nicola liked to think
her own, amateur approach had more feeling to it.
Lil noticed Nicola's intense gaze on the stripper and gave
her a wink. "Enjoying the show?" Nicola blushed. "She's alright."
Again, she wondered if they'd been told about Nicola's sexual leanings. It
wasn't exactly a secret. Everyone knew she and her now-married friend Jennifer
had been been jumping in and out of bed, and then there was that unfortunate
time at the Woodys where Nicola had been caught in flagrante delicto with
Kristi Ducati (*see Nicola Gets A Woody).Lil leaned forward and
stroked Nicola's bare arm. "It's OK to enjoy yourself, we're all girls
here." Nicola stared into those shining blue eyes. Gosh, she looked
so young, but so sexually alluring. The club's yellow and red lights dancing
across the pretty teenager's face.
"Hi, girls!" came a perky voice that started Nicola.
She looked up to see a smiling brunette wearing none-too-concealing lingerie.
"I'm Lacey. Any of you care for a lap dance?"
Kerry gave a naughty smirk. "Knickers here is always up
for it." Nicola gave a nervous smile. She cast an eye over the dancer.
Tall, statuesque, her rosy pink nipples peeking through the white bra she
wore. Before she could reply, Kerry had already stuffed a twenty in Lacey's
garter. She gave Nicola a smouldering glance and began to undulate to the
beat of the music that pounded through the clubs. Nicola accepted the dance
with good grace. If this is really what her three little charges wanted,
then so be it. They began to hoot and holler with delight as Lacey danced
for Nicola.
"I've got to tell you, I don't normally get women customers
in here," Lacey said in a husky voice. "It's kinda turning me on."
She slipped between Nicola's open thighs and began to grind her ass into
her crotch. Nicola gasped at the electricity between them. It wasn't just
the Sex Kitten girls who were enjoying the show. Many of the male patrons
were switching their attention from the stage to the horny twosome steaming
things up on the floor.
Lacey slipped off her bra and draped it over Nicola's shoulder,
exposing a full pair of perky boobs. She pressed forward between Nicola's
quivering legs, pushing her tits into Nicola's face. Nicola, uncharacteristically,
was blushing furiously. Although a real attention junky, this was beginning
to get a little out of her league. Lacey cupped her boobs, offering the delicious
treat to her.
"Do you like them?" she teased. Nicola was starting
to feel not just embarrassed but more than a little horny.Lacey's lithe body,
slick with sweat, continued to wriggle against Nicola's own, bare breasts
sliding against exposed flesh. Nicola caught Lil staring at them with naked
lust. She gasped again. "Yknow, we should be heading on to the hotel
soon, get you girls checked in."
Suddenly, a spotlight fell upon them. The DJ's voice rung out,
"Let's hear it for Lacey, and her very lucky customer!" A burst
of applause rippled through the club, led by some very loud whistles from
Sex Kitten. Nicola blushed even more, although mercifully, Lacey now switched
her attention to the larger audience. She grinned at the men, groping her
own boobs for their delight. Lacey turned back to Nicola and grabbed her
hand. "Come on, let's have some fun." Nicola shook her head. The
girls urged her on. "Come on," Lacey said again. "My male
customers would kill to do this with me."
Nicola turned to the girls. "One dance and then we leave."
Eager to see Nicola peform, they agreed. Nicola let Lacey pull her up onto
the stage. The audience were going wild. "A big hand for our enthusiastic
new dancer!" Lacey held Nicola by the hands as they danced together.
Despite her initial trepidation, Nicola's exhibitionist streak began to take
over, and she quickly began to thrill to the lustful throng staring at her
near naked body. This isn't so hard, Nicola thought. Not too different to
the strip performances she'd put on for studio execs. Except of course, here
the rewards were... different. She looked down at the beaming faces of Tash,
Kerry and Lil, ogling her in unashamed delight. Nicola closed her eyes, grooving
to the beat. She felt Lacey's hands glide across her chest, working away
at the makeshift knot that held her torn shirt together. Nicola made no move
to stop her, as her delicious tits were once again bared. Nicola, smiling
with pleasure, continued to dance topless, her hefty 38s swaying and bobbing
with every movement. The two dancers moved closer together, their breasts
almost touching. "Do you like them?" whispered Nicola to her co-star,
teasing Lacey with the same question she had asked Nicola earlier.Lacey giggled.
"Yum," she replied, and tweaked Nicola's erect nipples between
her fingers.
The music gradually faded away, and the audience roared their
delight at the impromptu performance. Nicola blushed a little, and stepped
off the stage. "Come on, now, you agreed. We need to check you into
the hotel." The girls grumbled, but gave in. Nicola led them out into
the carpark, still trying to get the tattered piece of cloth that had been
her shirt to provide some decent cover for her tanned tits. Without success.
The girls continued to stare at Nicola's chest.
"Gosh, Knickers, you've got nice tits for an old lady,"
smirked Tash.
"I am not old," Nicola replied. "I'm only 20."
"No sag or nothing. Amazing," Kerry added. The girls
giggled and nudged each other. Nicola sighed, and humored them.
Earl was treated to the sight of Nicola's bare tits swinging
free as she stuck her head into the driver's side window.
"On to the hotel, please Earl."
The concierge had eyed up Nicola's questionable attire, but in the end they
had got the Sex Kitten girls checked into their penthouse suite. Giggling
with delight, the trio had run upstairs, leaving Nicola and Earl to struggle
with the bags.
"You head off," Nicola told him. "I'll catch
a taxi home."
With the bags on the trolley, Nicola followed her three little
charges up the room. Nicola entered the sumptuous suite. Sex Kitten's record
label had spared no expense to put the girls up for their stay in LA. As
Nicola looked around, she couldn't see Tash, Kerry or Lil anywhere.
"Girls?" she called. No reply.Nicola could faintly
hear someone talking in another room. A woman's voice. Australian... Surprised,
Nicola realised it was her own voice! It was coming from the bathroom.
"Wow, Melissa, wearing bikinis for uniforms was
a really great idea. I bet we'll get lots of customers now."
Nicola entered the bathroom. It was dominated by a large hot-tub,
in which the three naked Sex Kittens now luxuriated. Clutching glasses of
champagne, they turned to greet Nicola with cheeky grins. In front of the
tub was a huge widescreen TV, showing the naked Nicola changing into a bright-blue
bikini. It was, of course, Bikini Stewardesses 2.
"We found one of your movies playing on TNA," explained
Kerry. Nicola suddenly found it hard to concentrate.The three teenage temptresses
were naked, right before her very eyes, wearing nothing more than smiles.
Three delicious pairs of boobs, turning pink in the hot water, were laid
out before Nicola's leering gaze. She licked her lips.
Onscreen, Nicola had finished getting dressed. Her outfit was
a travesty of an airline stewardess's- apart from the blue bikini was a little
blue hat, and white cuffs on otherwise bare arms. A pair of gold wings was
clipped to a bikini strap, which strained under the weight of Nicola's tits.
It was obvious here was a stewardess who gave more than a smile with her
service. Nicola, or rather "Kelly", turned to the other actresses
who were similarly dressed. "OK, girls, let's get out there and show
those guys the best time ever!"
"You look really hot in that stewardess outfit,"
Lil commented. She seemed unable to tear her gaze away from Nicola's onscreen
tits. The offscreen Nicola was having the same problem with Lil's chest.
"Uh-uh," she replied, only half-hearing her.
"Yknow girls," said Kerry with a smirk, "I reckon
Knickers here is just dying to strip off and jump in with us." The other
two looked up at Nicola with broad grins. "Yeah, come on in, the water's
lovely."
Nicola was torn. She did so want to slip into that warm, bubbly
water with the three lovely, naked nymphettes. But they were so young! And
it was Nicola's job to look after them in LA. Mind you, part of that involved
Nicola making sure Sex Kitten had a good time while they were here, and they'd
all have a good time if they watched the end of the movie together. Nicola
found herself thinking it would probably be OK if she joined them for a while.
No hanky-panky, just Nicola and the teens relaxing together in the hot-tub.
Nothing wrong with that, is there? Nicola's resolve crumbled. Ordinarily,
Nicola would wear a bathing suit, but as none was available, she might as
well go au naturale. Slowly, she unbuttoned her jeans. The girls cheered
her on. Nicola told herself just because she's nude, and the girls are nude
too, and they're all nude together in the hot-tub doesn't mean they're getting
up to naughtiness. Nicola began to remove the tattered shirt. The girls whistled,
encouraging Nicola to show off her fabulous tits. She tossed the rag aside,
leaving her gorgeous body naked except for a white g-string. Nicola paused,
unsure whether to continue. Looking into the shinning eyes of those three
horny girls, Nicola quickly decided to slip it off too and toss it in the
pile.
The action on-screen was beginning to match that in the hotel
room. Bikini Airways had installed a hot-tub into its plane, and one of the
male passengers was luxuriating in the water. The busty Australian beauty
leant forward, thrusting her cleavage toward him. "Good afternoon, Mr.
Rockwell, is there anything I can do for you?"
The now naked Nicola slipped into the tub. The warm water felt
so good against her bare skin. Immeadiately the three girls swarmed around
her, pressing their wet, naked bodies against Nicola. Teenage hands brushed
against her nipples, causing them stiffen with excitement.Another naughty
set of fingers slipped into her pussy, teasing her swollen clitoris. The
four girls cuddled together, making themselves very comfortable to watch
the rest of the movie.
On-screen, things were getting pretty hot too. "Oh Mr.
Rockwell!" Nicola gasped. The passenger had loosened Nicola's bikini
top, freeing her tits. The stewardess was clearly enjoying the attention
now being lavished on her bare breasts.
Nicola continued to watch herself being groped on-screen, as
the girls groped her in person. Lil's pretty face appeared before hers, blocking
the view. The teenage pop princess gave a mischievous smile, and then kissed
Nicola passionately on the lips. Nicola closed her eyes, surrendering herself
to desire. Lil's tongue slid inside Nicola's willing mouth, and the starlet
eagerly began to suck on it. Other hot little mouths began to work at Nicola's
aching nipples. Fingers slipped boldly inside Nicola's pussy, delving deep
into her hot, pink flesh. Nicola groaned with desire, wriggling to hips to
fuck the hand penetrating her. In her sex-fevered mind, she was no longer
fucking three different girls, but one single wall of naked teen flesh that
simultaneously sucked on her tongue, tugged on her nipples, and probed deep
between her legs. She wasn't just fucking Tash, Lil and Kerry, she was fucking
Sex Kitten. Nicola's stomach muscles rippled with the orgasm building deep
within her luscious body. She was going to cum like she had never come before.
Forgotten, Bikini Stewardesses 2 continued to play. "Ooooh,
Mr. Rockwell! Thank *you* for flying Bikini Airways!"
Nicola awoke to find herself alone in the hotel room. In a moment she remembered
what had happened last night, her pathetic attempt to resist sexual desire
for the girls, that had ended with the four-way all-girl orgy in the hot-tub,
while Nicola's TNA movie had played on the big screen TV. Nicola groaned.
It was going to be a long day.
First, she showered. Emerging wet and naked from the bathroom,
she began to look for her clothes. She remembered her t-shirt was beyond
repair, but she still couldn't find her jeans or knickers.After giving up
the search, and deciding she couldn't leave the hotelroom wearing just the
towel, she decided to borrow some of Sex Kitten's clothes. The girls' entire
wardrobe consisted of halter tops, boob-tubes, and skimpy outfits. It seemed
they didn't own anything not designed to showcase their nubile teen bodies.
Unfortunately, the girls were quite petite compared to Nicola. None of the
jeans fitted, so Nicola had to settle for a very-short hot-pink miniskirt
that left her tanned thighs bare. Feeling it was a little unhygienic to borrow
any underwear, Nicola decided to risk wearing nothing underneath, hoping
to keep the beaver flashes down to a minimum.
Her ass and pussy now covered, the topless Nicola now searched
for something to cover her delicious tits. The girls were way too small,
there was no shirt, halter-top or boob-tube Nicola could cram her 38s into.
She did, however, find a long silk scarf that gave her an idea. Nicola hung
the scarf around the back of her neck, draping the two ends over her shoulders
and down her chest. She arranged the scarf to cover her boobs as much as
possible, and then tucked the loose ends into the skirt, tying a belt arund
her waist to keep them in place. Nicola stood before the mirror, appraising
her ad hoc outfit.
It certainly looked daring. The scarf formed two strips of
material that (just) covered her tits, but left not just her back and arms
bare, but also the sides of her body, and her chest from her throat to her
navel. As long as Nicola stood with her back straight, the scarf remained
taut, covering her breasts. If she relaxed and slumped forward, the material
hung loose, and her tits slipped from the outfit and bounced into view. Nicola
turned to admire herself in the mirror, thrilling to the sight of all the
bare skin her scarf-blouse displayed. In fact, Nicola realised, far more
of her was exposed than covered! But at least she wouldn't be arrested. Now
she was ready to face to world.
Nicola was smiling broadly as she entered the hotel's restaurant.
Kerry, Tash and Lil were eating breakfast and poring over the morning papers.
Nicola approached them, eager to show off her new outfit.
"Very spunky," said Tash. "Alot better than what
you had on yesterday," added Lil. "We'll make a Sex Kitten of you
yet, Knickers."
Nicola blushed at the compliment. Having the three young girls
leering at her really turned her on. There was no guilt over last night.
So Nicola had jumped into bed with three teenage girls on their first night
in a strange, new city, so what? She had shown them love and affection. Better
that it was Nicola running her tongue over their nubile little bodies, and
not some Hollywood sleaze-bag. Still, Nicola thought it best if they cooled
if for a while. Slip back into 'big sister' mode.
"What are you reading there?" Nicola asked. "Check
this out, you'll love it," said Kerry, thrusting the paper toward her.
"'News of the World' direct from England."
Nicola gasped. Right there on page two, it was her! Naked on
stage with Lacey at the club yesterday, her three wards staring up at them.
The headline read, Sex Kittens Live It Up In LA.
"'The tasty trio had no sooner arrived at LAX when they
headed off to a local strip club. Not only did their minder, Australian starlet
Nicola Baron, let them go inside, she climbed on stage and entertained the
girls with a striptease of her own.'"
Nicola blushed. Someone had taken pictures of them yesterday!
And now her bare breasts were splashed across the British tabloids! Oh, well,
Nicola sighed, at least if the movie biz falls through and she has to become
a Page 3 girl, she's already got a leg up. Or rather, a boob up.
"Definitely one for the scrap book," said Tash with
a grin.
"Come on," said Nicola. "Your call time is for
seven o'clock."
With their chart-topping success back in England, Sex Kitten
had been sent to LA to reshoot an even sexier version of their video for
the hit 'Kittens 4ever'. Nicola had seen the original version, it had featured
the girls in their halter-tops and hip-huggers as the camera slowly lingered
over their luscious teen bodies. She wondered just what the American version
would do to out-sex that?
The limo whisked them out to the location for the shoot. The
first part of the video was to be shot on a football field. Upon arrival,
the girls were bundled into the make-up and wardrobe trailer, leaving Nicola
free to hang around the set.
This was, she reflected, a pretty easy job.Look after three
teenage nymphos, try not to fuck them. Well, try not to fuck them again.
Otherwise, Nicola was free to do as she pleased. She introduced herself to
the crew, and was a little disappointed that they didn't recognise her. However,
wearing her sexy outfit, she made plenty of new friends. Nicola was careful
to keep herself covered up, but accidents still happened, and every now and
then Nicola would forget, slump down in a folding chair, and inadvertently
expose her boobs to the crew. She quickly become a popular girl.
"May I have your attention please," came a voice
through a megaphone. Nicola turned to see the 2nd AD standing on the steps
of the trailer. "About to make their US debut, we proudly present England's
hottest girl band, Sex Kitten!" He pulled open the door to the trailer,
and the three girls emerged into view to the sound of applause from the crew.
Nicola was certainly impressed by their entrance. The girls
were dressed in their costumes for the video- 3 very revealing cheerleader
outfits. The top consisted of a tiny bikini bra, two small red triangles
of material that barely covered their boobs, tied around their luscious bodies
with thin straps. The bottom half was a very bried red flared skirt. Tash
did a twirl, causing her skirt to fly up, revealing matching red bikini mini-briefs
underneath. The outfit was finished off with white sneakers, and, to make
them look even younger, each Sex Kitten had her hair bound in a pony tail.
The final effect was to show off as much skin as possible in a music video.
Nicola's eyes hungrily skimmed across their bare stomachs, cute little bellybuttons,
and lean, smooth legs. All thoughts about playing big sister flew out of
her head- she wanted to fuck them again!
Kerry, Tash and Lil bounced down onto the football field, grinning
at the attention from the crew. They were arranged on the ten-yard line,
and the crew set up to shoot their routines. Nicola pulled her chair in close
to get a good look at the girls in action.
"OK girls, shake those pom-poms!" the director called.
The teenage temptresses launched into a well-choreograped cheer routine.
They lip-synced to their song on playback, but it was their other talents
Nicola was more interested in. High kicks flashed their crotches to the camera,
and the jumping about set their boobs jiggling within the modest confines
of their bras. Nicola watched, amused to realise that this was pretty much
how she appeared when she was 'performing'. She was certainly enjoying the
show they put on. Was it her imagination, of were they casting mischievous
looks in Nicola's direction as they beaver-flashed her?
After an hour, the director decided they'd got enough coverage
and it was time to move on to the second location. The girls, still in costume,
would be taken by Nicola in the limo, and the crew would follow as soon as
the gear was packed up. They were still gathering equipment as Nicola and
her three giggling charges made themselves comfortable in the back of the
limo.
Nicola licked her lips as she looked them over. "Mmm,
you look hot in those outfits."
"Thanks, Knickers," replied Tash."That's quite
a compliment coming from such a nice piece of ass like yourself."
They dissolved into laughter. Nicola still continued to oogle
them. This evidently wasn't lost on Kerry. In the confines of the limo, she
jumped over to straddle Nicola, pushing her tits into her face.
"You've been eyeing these puppies up all morning,"
she teased. "Go on, help yourself."
Nicola didn't even stop to think. She popped the clasp on Kerry's
bra, revealing those cute little pink titties that she had been first introduced
to last night. Nicola selected a nipples, and clamped her lips around it,
happily sucking on the teenage tit like a newborn babe.
"Woah," gasped Kerry, "take it easy old girl.
You practically swallowed my whole boob." Nicola mumbled an apology,
though it was obvious from Kerry's continued gasps of delight, none was necessary.
Tash and Lil moved to either side of Nicola, her unusual top allowing them
easy access to her boobs. Soon, Nicola was enjoying the sensation of her
own breasts massaged and nipples tweaked as she slurped contently on someone
else's.
All to soon, the limo stopped, and Earl announced they had
arrived. The girls rearranged their clothes, before getting out of the car.
They were at one of the larger sound stages at Universal. The
producion had rented an unused set from a recently-wrapped big-budget sci-fi
feature, a series of gleaming white corridors and rooms that was supposed
to be the interior of an alien space ship. However, for Sex Kitten's video,
it was going to be transformed into something else: a girls locker-room and
sauna! All that was needed was a few smoke machines to produce steam. The
idea was that, after coming off the field from cheerleading, the girls would
jump into the shower together, and then relax in the steam room. As the crew
began to setup the location, Nicola and the girls went over to meet the extras
for these scenes. They were a dozen beautiful models, all them dressed in
nothing more than a towel. Nicola cast her professional eye over the bevy
of starlets, taking in their exposed thighs and cleavage, and judging them
to be a good-looking team of what Tash, Kerry and Lil might call 'crumpet'. However,
Nicola was rather scornful to discover that none of the extras were contracted
to do nude scenes, and no-one had any intention of showing any skin whatsoever.
Shooting soon began. Again, Nicola had nothing more to do then
watch the action. Things got pretty steamy very quickly, and it had nothing
to do with the artifical steam filling the 'locker-room'. The first shot
required the girls to jog down a corridor, smiling into the camera as they
stripped off their cheerleader outfits and tossed them aside. Of course,
they would only be shot from the neck up, but Nicola and the crew had a surprise
in store. The director called for a take, and with the camera rolling, the
girls launched into their action with enthusiasm. As the three shrugged off
their bikini tops, a gasp of surprise rung out. The girls had decided to
actually strip for the camera. Still lip-syncing perfectly, the three smiling
beauties stripped completely nude in front of everyone. They did the action
just as rehearsed, though with their now bare boobs bouncing deliciously
with every step. The take complete, the director called cut.
Tash, Kerry and Lil stood around, still nude, as the director,
1st AD and camera op conferred. As far as Nicola could tell, the camera op
was pretty sure they got a nipple or two popping up in the bottom of frame.
However, the 1st AD felt they were pushed for time and should print the take
anyway. The next shot was a reverse, so they'd be able to edit around any
naughty bits in post.
The camera reset to shoot the same action but from behind.
The girls grumbled alittle at having to get dressed again, but were soon
back in their birthday suits, and the camera rolled as they skipped nude
down the corridor.
Nicola was intrigued by the crew's reaction to the impromptu
strip show. She was used to professional B crews, who spent their working
days with naked starlets like Nicola. This crew was clearly more used to
their cast wearing clothes, and Nicola caught many of them leering at the
naked Sex Kitten girls. She didn't blame them!
With the first couple of shots completed, the girls continued
to hang out nude, much to everyone's delight. A wardrobe assistant brought
them robes, but the high-spirited teenagers refused them. "We're getting
into character," Tash announced. "Yeah, just like Dustin Hoffman
in 'Marathon Man'," added Lil. They burst into another fit of giggling.
"Is this your first time naked on camera?" Nicola
asked. "Yup," replied Tash. "Except that time that 'News of
the World' photographer talked Kerry into posing nude in his hotel room."
"Shut up!" giggled Kerry. Nicola smiled. It was a
sexy situation she knew so well, to stand around naked as the clothed crew
bustled about their various jobs around them. The perfect employment for
would-be exhibitionists like Nicola and Sex Kitten.
The next series of set-ups required the girls to don towels.
It was hardwork, shooting the teenagers lying in provocative poses about
the sauna. The extras lounged in the background, haughtily ignoring the three
stars who kept flashing their tits at the cameras.
The girls were thoroughly enjoying putting on a show, but were
miffed that it would only ever be seen by the crew. "Can't we have some
nudity in this video?" Lil complained. "All this is sexy alright,
but the final product just won't have us full monty, will it?" The record
company rep, a young but rather stern girl, explained that there could be
no actual nudity in the final cut.
Tash cast off her towel and stood before the rep stark naked.
"You put these in the video, and this song'll go straight to #1."
She cupped her breasts to demonstrate just how much talent she had in her
tits. The rep sighed, and stalked off, promising to do what she could.
Shooting continued. For sure, the footage was daring, with
lots of bare thighs, cleavage, and backs, but still no real topless shots,
let alone a good full-beaver.
The rep returned, and explained that she had been on to the
company, and they had agreed to make a version with nudity. However, as this
cut would screen on US cable networks as well as the European market, the
girls were too young to do it themselves, and there was no time or extra
money to renegotiate any of the extras' contracts. The upshot was, the girls
could have nudity in the video if they wanted it, but they'd quickly need
to find someone willing to show their tits for free.
Tash, Kerry and Lil looked at each other with evil grins, and
squealed together, "Knickers!"
Nicola jumped. "Oh no," she said. "I'm not baring
my tits for some music video!"
"Aw, come on, Knickers," begged Lil. The three teenagers
gathered around Nicola, rubbing their naked bodies against her. "Please,
do it for us."
"You want me to strip, on camera, right now, and for no
money?"
"Go on," urged Kerry."You're ever so good at
stripping and everything. There's only one more setup, we'll get a few quick
flashes of your boobs and that'll be all."
"Well..." Nicola looked at their anxious, imploring
faces. And not just them, Nicola guessed the crew were silently hoping she'd
do it too. "OK."
The girls squealed with delight. Before Nicola could ask where
wardrobe was, they began tearing at her clothes. The scarf went flying, exposing
Nicola's impressive 38-inch tits. With a wiggle of her hips, Nicola's red
miniskirt was also stripped and tossed aside. In a second, Nicola was as
naked as her three charges.
Before they wrapped on this camera setup, Kerry had an idea
which she convined the director would be brilliant to shoot.It was quickly
agreed upon. Kerry, the mischievous little Hitchcock, decided not to let
Nicola in on what was going to happen.
Nicola was given a towel to wrap around her nude body, and
directed simply to walk down the corridor. Didn't sound too hard, Nicola
told herself. The camera rolled, the director called action, and Nicola strolled
down the corridor toward her mark. Suddenly, with a whoop of delight, Kerry
snatched away her towel. Surprised, Nicola squealed and tried to cover her
tits. Kerry beamed with delight, as the director proclaimed that take very
much a print. They quickly shot a close-up of Nicola's reaction, with Kerry
repeating the action of seizing the towel. Despite her ample exposure in
B-movies, Nicola still found herself blushing with embarrassment, as her
body was bared on camera in this different genre.
The shooting moved on to the final setup. One room had been
converted into a shower set complete with working plumbing.The director ran
a block-through with the cast and crew so that everyone knew what was happening.
Despite this only being a rehearsal, the girls continued to parade around
the set naked, their nubile teen bodies glistening with the make-up designed
to look like droplets of water. Nicola at least retained the modesty of the
towel, although it became apparent that she would again be naked for these
shots. The girls too would be naked, but much to their disappointment they
would only be shot from the neck up.
It was time to shoot Nicola in the shower. She reluctantly handed
the towel to the wardrobe girl, and stood naked in one of the stalls. In
the confined space the crew clustered around the naked starlet, the camera
only a foot away from her bare body. Nicola glanced around at the male faces
of the camera op, the focus puller and the boom op, standing so close they
could reach out and stroke her bare boobs. Nicola smiled at them nervously,
and they smiled back. The director and the rest of the crew, plus Sex Kitten,
were clustered around the monitor, no doubt enjoying the close-ups. The 1st
AD called for the camera to roll, and the production jumped into action
like a well-oiled lapdancer.
Just before the director called action, another instruction
was shouted out, one that Nicola had never heard before."Cue water!"
A moment later the shower head burst into life, spraying Nicola
with water- freezing cold water! She gave a squeal of surprise. Her nipples
instantly hardened to succulent bullets. The director called out instructions
to her, "Nicola, start lathering up!"
The eager young starlet complied, and taking a sponge and some
liquid soap, began to scrub herself all over. The cold water continued to
sleet down her naked body. The camera shot close-ups of her stomach and boobs,
as she covered her body in a thin foam of lather.
"Great, more, more!" called the director. "Rub
some soap on your tits." Nicola squirted the liquid soap down her boobs.
She set the sponge aside, and began to massage it into her breasts, squeezing
her hefty charms. Coated in the slick fluid, Nicola's boobs caught the light
and shone brilliantly.
Inspite of herself, Nicola was beginning to feel very horny.
She continuted to grope her own tits, tweaking her hot pink nipples. She
could imagine the final effect on film, more torrid than anything she'd ever
shot before. A warm, satisfied feeling began to grow in the pit of her stomach.
Nicola longed to be able to slip a hand into her open pussy and masturbate
openly, but controlled the urge.
Nicola was enjoying herself so much she didn't realise the
director had called cut. Nicola blushed, and the Sex Kitten girls giggled.
The shower stopped, and Nicola stepped out of the stall, still covered in
water and soap. It had been the last shot of the day, and the crew began
to pack up. The girls flocked around Nicola once again before she had a chance
to get dressed, eager to grope the beautiful starlet before she the wardrobe
assistant brought her her robe. Nicola was still naked then, as they bundled
her into the dressing-room.
Nicola was in a daze of sexual desire as the limo drove them
back to the hotel. The girls were laughing and joking, recounting the day's
shoot. They had thoroughly enjoyed spending most of the day naked, in front
of a largely male crew who tried desperately not to notice their naked, nubile
young bodies.
Nicola tried desperately to remember her vow of chastity for
today at least. Steady, Knickers! she told herself. Just drop them off at
the hotel, then back to your place for a quick wank. Kerry's hand "accidentally"
strayed across Nicola's naked thigh and up her skirt. She let out a gasp,
and crossed her legs. It was the longest car ride Nicola had ever taken...
Finally, Nicola got them back to the hotel. She wanted to make a quick getaway,
but her sense of duty overwhelmed her, and she knew she at least had to see
Sex Kitten safely to their room.
They made it, with just a little light groping in the elevator.
Nicola was still horny as hell, but she was beginning to control her pussy,
which seemed to be mewling out for a little Sex Kitten action. Nicola stood
in the open doorway of the suite, a little afraid of what would happen if
she let herself enter.
"Aren't you going to tuck us in?" asked Tash with
a hungry look. Nicola gave a look like a deer caught in headlights and shook
her head. "Not tonight, girls. You need to be at the airport by 8 am."
"Oh, come on, Knickers!" said Kerry, taking her by
the arm. "Just a goodnight kiss, that's all we ask."
Nicola paused to consider. Just a kiss, a quick peck on the
cheek. Could she trust herself with that? Kerry closed her eyes and offered
her cheek up to Nicola's lips. Nicola sighed. "OK. But just a quick
one and then it's off to bed." She stepped forward, and instantly realised
she'd made a mistake.
Tash and Lil seized Nicola by the arms. Kerry opened her eyes
and gave a wicked grin. "Oh no, my dear Knickers. After a day like this,
we expect you to take care of us. Ain't that right, girls."
"Yes!" yelled Tash and Lil in unison. Nicola was
bewildered. She was so worried about her trying it on with the girls she
didn't realise they may try it on with her! She struggled, but the two teens
were surprisingly strong. Kerry reached out and seized the scarf that Nicola
had made into a makeshift top. She pulled it off with a flourish, baring
Nicola's boobs, her stiff nipples betraying her own sexual desire. With a
smile, Kerry's hands traced a path down Nicola's bare stomach, down to her
mini-skirt, and with a sharp tug it too was lying on the ground, and Nicola
was once again completely naked.
Kerry took time to play with the starlet's chesty treasures.
Her forefinger traced a circle around Nicola's aureloa, the sharp nail digging
ever so slightly into the tender boobflesh. Nicola gasped."L-let's talk
about this, shall we?" she stammered. It was hopeless, though. She wanted
to fuck these pretty young things as much as they wanted to fuck her. Kerry
didn't reply, but switched her attention to the other nipple, eliciting another
groan of painfully obvious pleasure.
Tash and Lil looked on, their eyes gleaming bright with desire.
Nicola gave an unexpected jerk, and broke free. As they stared at her in
surprise, for a moment she was free to run. But instead she lunged forward,
seizing Kerry in a passionate embrace. Nicola's lips were on Kerry's, her
hot tongue slithering out into the teenager's eager mouth. The couple flung
themselves onto the bed still making out. Nicola closed her eyes, losing
herself to the passion.
Slowly, Kerry let Nicola go. She gave a whimper, looking around
to see where her plaything had gone. Kerry was kneeling between her legs,
like some kind of teen nun worshipping at the altar of her dripping cunt.
Tash and Lil were pulling her ankles apart, spreading Nicola's legs even
wider, before snuggled down next to Kerry. Nicola's pussy, swollen and eager,
lay before them like an open oyster. She let out another whimper, anxious
for them to get to the task at hand. Tash, Kerry and Lil soon obliged her,
pushing their pretty young faces into Nicola's gash. An explosion of pleasure
erupted in Nicola's crotch, as three tongues simultaneously slithered across
her clitoris, each of them fighting over that wet little pearl of delight.
Nicola soon came, drenching her three little charges in her own cunt-juices.
It didn't stop there, and Nicola was soon orgasming again.
For the tasty Aussie starlet with a penchant for pussy, it
was a long night...
Nicola awoke. She was lying naked and alone in the centre of the suite's
four-poster.It was after nine, so the girls must've already checked out,
and were by now on a plane back to England. Nicola sighed, she was going
to miss those three horny little sluts.
Nicola showered, washing away the pungent aroma of last night's
orgy. It was certainly something not many people would believe, Nicola enjoying
not one but two nights of hot and steamy lesbian sex with the teen pop band
Sex Kitten! Imagine that getting into the British tabloids.
Nicola smiled with the thought as she stepped out of the shower.
Her beautiful tanned body glistened with water.Nicola frowned, unable to
find a towel. There was nothing to dry herself with in the bathroom. She
went back into the suite. The girls had packed thoroughly, leaving nothing
behind- no towels, no sheets, no clothes. Nicola not only had nothing to
dry herself with, she had nothing to wear.
Nicola scrambled around the room, trying to find anything.
The sheets had been stripped from the beds. Nothing that might conceivably
be used to cover herself was left behind. No magazines, no newspapers, no
cushions, no doillies. She even tugged on the curtains, but they were firmly
fixed in place.
The busty beauty's mind swam. What was she to do? Although
Nicola had been naked in public before, she was never too far away from her
clothes. She'd even walked naked through this very hotel (*see Hollywood
Party Hostesses), but that had been very late at night with not too
many people around, and she'd been heartened by the fact that she wasn't
alone but accompanied by her rival Angela. She remembered the stern look
the concierge had given her yesterday, when she had been wearing a ripped
t-shirt. He wouldn't be too happy with Nicola's current attire.
Nervous, Nicola gnawed on her fingernails. There was a very
real danger she might actually get arrested for public nudity. When it came
to turning a blind eye to exposed boobs, California police were less willing
than their Australian counterparts. With the girls checked out, the room
was "vacant", and at any moment a new guest might waltz in and
find instead of a welcome mint waiting for them, the naked Nicola perched
on their pillow. There was nothing else for it, she'd have to put a brave
face on it and try and sneak out.
Nicola slowly opened the door and peeked her pretty face out.
The hallway seemed empty. Her heart racing in her damn fine chest, Nicola
began to formulate a plan. If she could find an open linen closet or something,
she could cover her body before attempting the elevator. The coast clear,
Nicola snuck out into the hallway. The door to the hotel suite closed by
a click, and Nicola realised there was no turning back now.
Gently, she tiptoed down the corridor, her boobs bouncing with
every step, the carpet lush beneath her bare feet. This was a fine practical
joke to play on me! thought Nicola. Stripping her naked at the club, and
again on set wasn't enough for Sex Kitten, they had to leave her nude just
one more time.
Nicola reached a door that looking like a linen closet. She
tried the handle- damn, locked!
Suddenly, from the other end of the hallway came the sound
of approaching footsteps. Nicola panicked, and began trying doors at random.
They were all locked! Around the corner, Nicola saw a figure appear. Nicola
frantically tried one more door, and it opened. She quietly ducked inside.
Safely out of the public corridor, the naked starlet let out a sigh of relief.
Now that she was in another hotel room, she could look for something to cover
herself up with.
Nicola turned. Sitting on the floor, apparently not having
noticed her enter, was a young boy playing a Playstation. Nicola squeaked
in shock. The boy turned to look at her, and Nicola dived behind the sofa.
He gave her a funny look, and Nicola couldn't tell if he'd seen anything
or not.
"Who are you?" the boy asked, suspiciously.
"I'm Nicola," she replied, trying to hide. "I'm,
er, the maid."
The boy continued to eye her up. He stood up from the game,
and for one moment Nicola thought he was going to walk toward her, but thankfully
he stayed put.
"You talk funny," he announced at last. Nicola gave
a nervous smile. "I'm from Australia." He took a step toward her,
and Nicola shrank back. "You look like that lady in that movie on TV
the other night. Mom wasn't here, and I figured out how to get the restricted
channels."
Nicola's eyes widened with shock. He recognised her! He must've
watched Bikini Stewardesses 2 the other night as well.
"Don't be silly," she laughed. "What would a
movie star be doing in your hotel room?"
The curious boy continued to eye Nicola up. Behind her sofa,
Nicola tried to think of a plan. She could make a dash for the door, but
whoever was out there before might still be there, and the boy would get
an unforgettable look at her ass. She still couldn't tell if he realized
she was naked or not. From the way he was staring at her, he obviously thought
something was odd. Nicola's mind was still racing when he started to walk
toward her. "What are you wearing?" he asked.
Just then, a woman strutted in from the other room. Obviously
the boy's mother, she took him by the arm and walked toward the door. "My
son and I are going down for breakfast now. Please have the room cleaned
by the time we get back."
"Yes ma'am," Nicola replied, relieved that they were
going. The woman stopped, and turned an inquisitive eye on the girl crouching
behind the sofa. "What on earth are you doing down there?" she
demanded. "Er, just dusting," Nicola replied.
The woman shrugged. "Come along, Chip," she said
and dragged him along. "Mom, that lady's got no clothes on!" Chip
cried, but thankfully she ignored him.
Alone at last, Nicola went into the bedroom to find something
to wear. The woman looked about Nicola's size, so she was bound to have something
that fit. Nicola was rummaging through the closet when she heard voices from
the other room.
"But I thought she was the maid!"
"No, ma'am, I'm the only maid working on this floor."
"She was a naked movie star!"
"Be quiet, Chip!"
Again Nicola's panicked. There was only one exit from the bedroom-
the window! Still naked, Nicola clambered out onto the fire escape. The cold
LA morning air chilled her skin and stiffened her nipples. She listened for
the voices. Nicola quailed as the stern figure of the mother appeared at
the window. Thankfully, she didn't see Nicola. However, she did slam the
window shut. Nicola was trapped outside! And she still didn't have any clothes!
Cautiously, Nicola made her way along the fire escape. She
tried not to think about the tall, glass-windowed buildings looming up around
her, and the people inside who might be treated to the sight of Nicola's
bare body.
At last, Nicola found an open window, and slipped back inside
the hotel. She was standing in a small alcove at the end of a passageway.
Breathless from her escapee, Nicola took a moment to get her breath back,
her gorgeous tits heaving with each gasp. But there were more footsteps approaching!
And voices:
"She's on this floor somewhere."
"It's that damn Aussie girl again!"
Nicola looked around for a place to hide. There was a breakfast
cart handy. Nicola dived under it, although having seen this very scene many
times in movies before, she doubted any good would come of it.
The next thing Nicola knew, the cart was being wheeled away
with her tucked underneath it. Nicola silently prayed it would take her somewhere
she could get some clothes, but somehow she doubted it.
The cart stopped outside someone's room. "Room service!"
"Come in."
Nicola's heart was pounding as she was wheeled into the suite.
She was still safely hidden, but for how long? From the bathroom a voice
called out, "Thanks, just leave it there." More footsteps, and
a door slam. Nicola waited, holding her breath. Nothing but the sound of
running water. She realised she was alone in the suite, with the guest in
the shower. Now was her chance! Nicola slipped out from underneath the trolley.
She stood naked in the middle of the room, looking for something to wear.
"Wow! Now that's what I call room service." Nicola
whirled around to see a middle-aged man in a robe standing in the bathroom
doorway with a very big grin on his face. She gasped, and grabbed the first
two things to hand- which turned out to be the metal lid of the serving tray,
and a copy of the hotel's cable-TV guide.
"Um, hiiii," Nicola said nervously, carefully manoeuvring
the tray to cover her boobs, and the magazine to cover her muff. "Hello,"
he replied. "I'm Doug." He held out his hand, but quickly realised
she was no position to shake it.
"I'm Nicola, and, erm, I'm in a spot of bother."
The metal was cold against her tits.
"So I see." Nicola realised he wasn't looking directly
at her, but just a little off to her side. She cursed her luck.
"There's a mirror right behind me, isn't there?"
she asked. He nodded. "And you can see my ass, right?" Again, Doug
nodded. "If it's any consolation, it's a very nice ass," he added.
Nicola sighed. "It's just not my morning!"
Now he was staring at her crotch. "Pardon me," asked
Doug, pointing at her joy department, "but isn't that you?"
Indignant at his impertinence, Nicola looked down at what he
was referring to, and gasped in surprise. Her neatly-groomed pussy was covered
by none other than a picture of her own smiling face! It was an ad for Bikini
Stewardesses 2, printed in the guide. Wryly, Nicola observed that she'd never
had so much 'exposure' before in her career.
"Well, yes, it is," she gave a nervous laugh. Doug
frowned. "Is this some sort of promotion for the movie?" he asked.
Nicola shook her head. In desperation she opened her mouth,
and the whole story came flooding out. "I had to pick up the girls at
the airport and I was standing in LAX holding a sign that said 'Sex Kitten'
and they wanted to go to a strip club and I had to take my clothes off for
them but I wasn't supposed to have sex with them, but I did, and I said I
wouldn't again, but they made me take my clothes off for their video again,
and we were all naked together in the shower, well it wasn't a real shower
it was a movie set, but I got so horny and I was just going to go back home
and wank (I swear!) but they tricked me into fucking them again and took
all my clothes and now I'm naked here with you."
"I see..." Doug replied.
"Look, I really need some clothes. Have you got anything,
anything I can wear?"
"Well..." Doug stroked his chin."I do have something
here." He rummaged through his luggage and took out a case. As he opened
it, he explained. "The thing is, Nicola, I'm..." he threw back
the lid to reveal a pile of bikinis. "... a travelling bikini salesman."
Nicola smiled broadly. "That will do nicely."
Smiling, Nicola strode boldly down into the hotel lobby. People stared,
a few gasped. Still smiling, Nicola bid them all a good morning.
"Miss Baron! I should've known it was you!" a voice
cried out. Nicola stopped and saw the red-faced concierge marching toward
her. "And good morning to you," she said warmly.
"I received complaints that a naked young woman is running around
my hotel, and here you trot, as bold as brass, naked into the lobby."
"Oh, I beg to differ," Nicola declared. "As
you can see, I am, in fact wearing an original, hand-made Antonio Barudi
two-piece designer bathing suit." With a elegant wave of her hand, Nicola
indicated her near-naked body barely covered by the bikini. The concierge
squinted at her. "Go ahead, take a close look," Nicola challenged.
"I've got a great body, and this garment, while admittedly... daring,
is undeniably a fine article of clothing." Nicola adopted a model's
pose, one leg forward, chest thrust out, chin up high. Not to be outdone,
the concierge thrust his face between Nicola's boobs, pretending to examine
the alleged garment. Nicola ignored him.
"I am in fact not naked, so if there is someone running
around your fine hotel nude, it is not me."
The concierge flushed. "But that is hardly suitable attire.
Your breasts are practically popping out of that top, that g-string reveals
almost all of your backside, and I can only assume you have the closest bikini
wax in all of Hollywood."
"Be that as it may," Nicola replied. "I am
wearing clothes. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a photoshoot to attend."
She pushed past him, but he held up an envelope.
"Your English friends left this for you." Nicola
snatched it from his hand and stalked out. Standing on Hollywood Boulevard,
she attracted even more stares, but Nicola ignored them.She tore open the
envelope and read:
Dear Knickers,
Hope you liked the little surprise we left for you. Think of it as an initiation
rite! You're a real Sex Kitten now, babe.
Hugs - kisses- licks,
Tash Kerry Lil
Nicola sighed. LA just wouldn't be the same without those three little English
nymphos running around.
END.
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