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The Sexual Escapades of Christina Ricci:
Episode V: "The Ice Storm" Party
Fall 1996
The Friday night before the Monday that filming was scheduled to
begin on Chris' latest feature, "The Ice Storm," 20th Century Fox
decided to throw a big party at one of the producers' houses for the
cast and crew to get acquainted. Chris didn't even want to go because
Mac couldn't make it, but she decided to go anyway because she knew
that it would be looked down upon if she didn't. So, Chris slipped on
a pair of cotton panties with little flower designs and a boring
brassiere, got dressed in a pair of jeans and a Red Hot Chili Peppers
T-shirt, put on a tight choker, put on a black sweater, lit a
cigarette, got in a cab and went to the party.
Chris was pretty bored at the party until she met her co-star
Elijah
Wood and they started talking. Chris was enjoying Elijah's company,
partly because he was a friend of Mac's and he was telling her stories
about him, and partly because she thought he was kind of cute. After
about twenty minutes, he asked her if she wanted to go upstairs to one
of the bedrooms so they could have privacy, "you know, to talk." Chris
hesitated at first, but decided that it would be okay, so she lit
another cigarette and let Elijah lead her by the hand up to the
bedroom.
Upon entering the room, Chris saw a bottle of champagne sitting in
a
silver bucket of ice next to the large bed. When her eyes looked up,
they saw a mirror above the bed and she also noticed a video camera
on the dresser.
"Maybe we should, like, go, like, somewhere else," Chris said
nervously.
"Why?" Elijah said as he closed the door behind them. "This is
PERFECT."
"Um, okay Elijah," Chris responded meekly.
"Come here." Chris walked over and looked up at him. "You are SO
beautiful, Christina. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid
eyes on," the five-foot-six fifteen-year-old said. "I want to make
love to you. Then, I want to make love to you again."
"Oh, Elijah," Chris said, blushing, "I think you're hella cute, but
I
love Mac. Besides, we just met."
Elijah wasn't going to lose that easily, so he leaned forward and
kissed Chris gently on the lips, then whispered, "He'll never have to
know," in her ear. Chris didn't react negatively; she just stood
there. Seeing this as a good sign, Elijah took her hand and led her to
the bed, where she sat down. He walked over to the dresser, where he
turned on the camera, then walked back to Chris. After she had one
last drag, Elijah took her cigarette and placed it in a near-by
ashtray.
Chris exhaled the smoke into the stuffy air and said, "Wait, wait.
We
can't do this No--"
"Shhh . . ." Elijah lifted a finger to Chris' now quivering lips.
"Yes, Christina. The answer is yes." After that, Chris protested no
more.
Elijah pushed her so that her back hit the mattress and climbed on
top of her. He pulled her forward to bring her still-trembling lips to
his and kissed her, then again and again. He pulled her sweater off,
then her T-shirt. Elijah loved the scenery: Chris' tits weren't very
big, but they weren't small either. Her stomach was perfectly flat and
her body looked more like a woman's than a girl's. Chris was
embarrassed about the bra she was wearing. Oh my God, she thought. I'm
sixteen-years-old and I'm wearing a kids' bra! Elijah didn't care,
though, and probably didn't even notice. He pulled her jeans down her
slender legs and didn't notice that she was also wearing "kids'
panties."
Chris was usually an animal in the sack with boyfriend Macaulay
Culkin, but with Elijah she was--possibly because of the events of
that day in the movie theater months ago and possibly because she had
never cheated on Mac before--very scared. Chris was surprised when her
mouth opened and the words, "Be gentle," came out.
"Don't worry," Elijah said, "I won't hurt you."
Elijah, still on top of Chris, grabbed the champagne bottle and
opened it with a loud POP noise. He took a swig then brought it to
Chris' lips so she could sip from it. She barely tasted it before he
pulled the bottle away, spilling it onto her chin, then her neck, then
her bra, then her stomach, and finally onto her panties. He put the
bottle aside and smiled at Chris, who tried but couldn't smile back.
Elijah didn't mind, he just leaned in and kissed her. She did KISS
back. They tasted the champagne in each other's mouths, then Elijah
broke the liplock and began licking the champagne off of Chris'
beautiful chin. He licked his way down to her panties, which he gently
slid down her soft legs and off of her body.
Elijah immediately returned his attention to Chris' midsection, now
uncovered. He didn't waste any time, quickly burying his face in the
beautiful black jungle that was Chris' pussy. Chris gasped with a
mixture of surprise at the sudden movement and--of course--pleasure.
She closed her eyes and moaned softly while thinking of the dozens of
times Mac had gone down on her. He was so good at it, Chris thought,
and she felt guilty for cheating on him. She knew that Mac was often
unfaithful himself, but she had never cared.
Chris opened her eyes and looked at the top of Elijah's head. He
was
working furiously, as if he needed to eat pussy, rather than breath,
to sustain life. "Oh, oh, oh yeah," she quietly moaned. The pleasure
that Elijah's tongue was causing as it explored Chris' insides
steadily increased until she finally climaxed. As Chris shrieked, "Oh,
oh, uh, oh, oh oh, oh, uh, uh, oh, oh, yes, yes, yes," she felt both
physically and mentally drained and all thoughts of Mac left her mind.
Elijah looked up, his face covered in girlcum. "Wow, Christina,
you're quite a gusher, aren't you?"
This time Chris managed a little smile and replied, "Yeah, I guess
I
am. If you come over here, I'll help you clean up a little."
Elijah had an evil grin on his face as he leaned towards her. When
they were face-to-face, Chris extended her tongue and began licking
her own cum off of Elijah's cheeks, nose, chin, and especially his
lips. Then, Elijah and Chris pulled his shirt off, exposing his
underdeveloped chest. Chris ran her little hands all over Elijah's
torso, and licked and bit his nipples, to which Elijah grunted
approval. Next came his pants and underwear. As Chris pulled them
down, she was a little disappointed. Elijah's erect cock wasn't really
small, actually it was about average size, but Chris had, for some
reason, been expecting more. Perhaps she was hoping for it to be the
size of Mac's. But it's not really the size that matters, she decided,
it's how you use it.
Elijah was a little TOO eager to use it, though. He put his hands
on
Chris' waist and momentarily caressed her. Then, he flipped her onto
her stomach and started massaging her butt. "What are you doing?"
Chris sounded scared. "Don't worry," Elijah said. "It won't hurt very
much." She knew what he was talking about and said, firmly, "NO!"
Chris rolled onto her back and gave Elijah a little smile. She ran her
fingers through his hair and said, "Front door only."
Though he was dissapointed, Elijah was willing to play by her
rules.
"Okay," he said and started rubbing her thighs. "Uh, uh, oh yeah. That
feels really good, Elijah." He continued rubbing Chris' thighs and
then began sucking on one of her tits. "Oh God!" Chris shouted while
running her hands across Elijah's back. "Yes!"
Elijah stopped sucking on Chris' tit and stopped rubbing her
thighs.
He opened a drawer to the table that was next to the bed and pulled
out a condom. He ripped open the wrapper and pulled out the rubber. He
was about to put it on when Chris took it from his hands. "Here," she
said, "let me do that for you." She grabbed his dick with her right
hand, pushing it and pulling it just to get a feel before covering it
with latex.
The moment the condom was on, he plunged inside of her tight twat.
Chris' thoughts--as Elijah moved back and forth, panting and
grunting--returned to Mac. She loved him so much and again felt guilty
for betraying him. It wasn't as if she NEEDED another man to satisfy
her sexually; Mac was extremely good in bed. EXTREMELY good.
At the moment when Chris was thinking about just how good Mac was
in
bed, she realized that Elijah was pretty damn good, too, as she
climaxed for the second time, shouting,
"Uhhhhhhliiiiiiiiijaaaaaaaaaaah!" Moments later, Elijah also reached
orgasm. After a minute of rest, he kissed Chris' forehead and went to
the video camera and turned it off, then to the bathroom to dispose of
the condom.
Christina Ricci stared up at her body--naked except for the
choker--in the ceiling mirror and contemplated whether or not to tell
Mac about her escapade with one of his best friends. She then looked
to her side and saw Elijah coming back to the bed. It looked like his
cock was starting to get hard again. Maybe I better keep this to
myself, she thought.
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