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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Sarah Michelle Gellar: The Harem (FF, celeb) By Ghoulardi (ghoulardiX@hotmail.com) *** Disclaimer: Do not read any further if you are under age 18 or if graphic sexual content offends you. The celebrities mentioned are characters used to arouse the innocent. This is not real. If you think for a second that it is you're even more delusional than I. Reposting is permitted only without alterations. Please send any and all feedback to GhoulardiX@hotmail.com. Basically if you read this I need to know what you think of this. Remember, without your takes this doesn't happen. If you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it I can ask for nothing more, but I need to know. *** Hollywood, city of a thousand lies and a million truths. Here anything could happen and often did, as was the case recently at a major motion picture studio... Auditions were being held for Heartstrings, a planned rehash of the 70's classic Love Story. This time around the script called for a Columbia music student from a prominent family to fall for an eccentric, self-made but socially troubled man in law school at NYU. The man would suffer debilitating paralysis from a car accident, but would battle back to a somewhat normal life thanks to the love and support of his soul mate. Amongst showbiz insiders the project was all the rage; rumor had it whoever got the lead actress role would be almost guaranteed an Academy Award nomination. Also, considering the success of romance epics like Titanic, plus the success of remakes and covers throughout entertainment media, this was projected to be a box office megahit as well. The line of actresses hoping for a shot at the lead part twisted and turned throughout the studio. Not that most of them would have a chance in hell of being considered. Normally in a project with such high expectations the producers would order a script to be custom-made for someone with major star value. However, in this case the director demanded auditions to test the chemistry between the star actor and actress, arguing it was crucial that whoever the two were needed to have a captivating, almost addictive screen presence for this to work as planned. As such, most of those auditioning were given dummy scripts and were eliminated from consideration right away. In a sense this was really a talent search for the next big thing to be tested in some smaller role. The true audition was for a few real stars that would seriously be considered for the role. One of them, waiting near the back of the line, in a light purple sundress to complement her bronzed skin and blonde locks, was Sarah Michelle Gellar. Sarah had been dreaming about this opportunity for weeks. She was something of a film buff and absolutely adored classic romances. After Simply Irresistible bombed she just had to give it another shot. Even as popular as Buffy the Vampire Slayer was, she felt this was her breakout opportunity to become a major player on the Hollywood scene. Plus, most of the shooting was scheduled to take place in New York City, Sarah's hometown. There were few things in life Sarah was as fond of as The Big Apple, and there was no way she would let anyone snatch this chance away from her. But she had no worries, confident that no one here or anywhere else could thieve away this role; in her eyes she was made for it. That confidence was short-lived, however, as she glanced toward the back of the line. Sarah noticed a few girls talking when one of them caught her eye. She looked strangely familiar - long light brown hair, white top, thigh-high black skirt covering a couple thin, creamy stems - but with her back turned Sarah couldn't figure out who it was. Then the shock set in she turned around, revealing who else had shown up for the audition: Jennifer Love Hewitt. Love needed this role as badly as Sarah, but for different motivations. She had enjoyed some box office success but always as a scream queen or a fantasy girl. This role would give her the critical acclaim she so desperately sought and would change her image from just a pretty face to a true acting talent. Neither Party of Five or her coming spin-off could ever accomplish that. Also, she felt her background as a recording artist fit perfectly in the part of a music student. Love seemed almost oblivious to such high stakes, just making small talk with the lesser talents around her. Realizing her big chance was now in jeopardy, Sarah quickly turned from startled to enraged. This was a threat she just couldn't ignore. She stormed out of line, marched down to where Love was, grabbed her wrist and pulled her aside like a little girl in need of a spanking. "Hey, what the...what do you think you're...Sarah! Hi! It's great to see you, but, what are you..." Once Love discovered who had grabbed her she thought this was a great surprise, but she was stopped short by Sarah's ice cold stare, obviously not amused. "No Love, what the hell are you doing here?" "I'm here to get the role I've been waiting for, what else?" "You mean the role I was made for?" Sarah snapped back. "You?! Do you have any idea how hard it is to get critics to take me seriously? Have you seen how many ridiculous parts I've been offered, all treating me like some kind of flesh plaything? Love had matched Sarah's frustration by this point. "It's all about you, isn't it Love? You think you're the only one who needs this? You think you can appreciate great romances, let alone do this one justice? You really think you can play a better New Yorker?" "Well, we'll see when I win this audition, now won't we?" Love responded, brimming with confidence. "Only if you flash some for the director, you little slut." Sarah said, wanting to get personal. "At least I can find a man!" That crack was a little too personal for Sarah. She had been a little lonely of late, even with her busy schedule. "Well you can be sure that's the only thing you'll bag today." "We'll see," Love ended. Both were furious after that exchange. But being actresses, they quickly managed to put on a different face and rejoined the rear of the line. Still, having to stand next to each other kept their animosity at a slow boil. Fortunately they didn't have to wait much longer for the real test to start. A few minutes later the only ones left to audition were Love and Sarah. The director, noticing this, took due action. "Ah, now there's the ones I've been waiting for." He motioned for the actor who was working alongside all the actresses in the audition. "Thank you Fred, we'll call you again when you're needed." Love and Sarah figured he was another wannabe from some acting academy. It wasn't surprising, being standard Hollywood practice to let scrubs audition with other scrubs. Then the director turned his attention to the two starlets. "Thank you both for coming, I'll keep this brief. You know the scene, you know what to do, so let's have at it, shall we?" The girls both just nodded in approval. "Pardon me just a moment and we'll get started...Matt, could you come out please, we're all set." The director was calling toward a back room behind the audition set. Sarah and Love wondered who he could be calling for. They knew whoever the lead actor was would be as recognizable as either of them, but they were still startled when Matt Damon came walking onto the set. "Well, this is certainly a pleasant surprise," he muttered as he saw who his screen test would be with. It was a marvel that Love and Sarah didn't just melt right there after meeting one of the most attractive young men in the business, especially since the audition called only for a kissing scene, designed to gauge how the chemistry would develop between the two leads. The two felt like schoolgirls again, practically drooling over the sight before their eyes. They just stood there for a moment, wide-eyed and getting slightly moist down below. "Can we all stop oogling each other and get down to business?" the director questioned, breaking all three out of their lustful trances. "Sarah, let's see you first," the director ordered. Like she needed any encouragement. She took her place next to Matt and waited for the crew to get ready, taking one long look into his eyes. "Quiet on the set, and...action!" Both tilted their heads slightly, approaching slowly and then entering a prolonged liplock. Inside Sarah boiled over in emotion, freed of any tension, slowly but affectionately working her tongue with his. Knowing Love had to watch, she sneaked one passing glance over to her as if to say, "Top this." Love was beside herself, seeing a former co-star who had insulted her, was trying to steal away the best role she had going, and now appeared content and relieved. God how she wanted to rip Sarah away from him. That and Love almost dripping between her legs didn't help matters much. Sarah took one last look at Matt, stroking his face and gradually breaking the kiss. "Cut!" the director barked out. "Very good effort indeed. Alright Jennifer, you're up." Sarah just nonchalantly left the set, seeing the tremors she had just put into Matt. Love then took her place, waiting to let loose. On top of everything she was feeling, that director just had to call her by her first name. She was really starting to hate that. Meanwhile Matt just prayed he could withstand another round of this. "And...action!" Love tried to act as professionally as she could, but holding back was no longer an option. She quickly turned in and planted her lips on Matt's, not hesitating to slip in some tongue, trying to generate some heat. She hoped speed and intensity would overmatch Sarah' s more caring, tender style. It took every ounce of restraint in Love not to start humping him right there. She knew Sarah was watching just off the set, and looked over with her eyes trying to show how much she was enjoying this. Even though she had just been in Love's place a few minutes before, Sarah couldn't help but feel jealous of her, wanting so badly to win this part just to beat her. She also couldn't help her arousal building up inside, simmering down only when Love ended the kiss almost as suddenly as she had starting it. "Cut! Another fine performance," the director remarked. "I can tell this will be a tough one to decide. We'll review tape with the producers very soon, and you can expect callbacks within a few days." All three celebrities thought he was a complete stiff, but at least he got to the point. He then ordered the set crew, "All right, let's clean this place up. Oh, and Matt, do I need to get some smelling salts for you?" Matt was obviously flustered after having made out with two unbelievable hotties. After a moment passed he regained his composure, leaving the set even though he desperately wanted to stay around just a little longer. Who could blame him? It took a short while for the crew to clear out and desert the set. Meanwhile Sarah was waiting in one of the prop rooms, searching for her rival. She thought Love appeared a little too eager in her performance and wanted to let her know with some spite mixed in. "Gee, I didn't know you were such a set rat." Damn, Sarah thought. She knew from the voice that Love had snuck up behind her and got the first word out. She was determined to get the last. "Better than looking depraved and desperate in the most important audition of my life," Sarah retorted. "You're just jealous of him liking me better." Love was sure she'd landed the part at this point. "Who, the stuffed shirt?" "No, the one I sent into a seizure." "You mean after I gave him the shakes." Sarah was fishing for anything to agitate her now. "The only thing you'll be shaking is your head when you see me accepting the Oscar thinking, 'Why? Why couldn't that be me?'" Love taunted, really enjoying rubbing it in even without winning anything yet. "With that acting you'd be lucky to win Best Off-Screen Blowjob. I can see it now, 'Thank you all so much, it's such an honor..." Sarah had to laugh at that crack. "Wait a minute, what do you and your co-stars have to do with this?" Now Love really had Sarah mad. The anger was starting to show on her face. "At least my show is popular enough to start a spin-off." "So's mine, and I'm the star, remember?" Love always seemed to have a comeback ready, further agitating Sarah. "And that means it's sure to bomb." "You mean like your movies did?" Sarah couldn't take much more of this verbal abuse without at least winning a few rounds. The argument relentlessly kept heating up. "Yeah, well who's a role model for millions?" 'You mean whose character is? Mine." "Well, who made the cover of Cosmo?" "Well who made Rolling Stone...twice?" "Well who's the personal whore for the MTV veejays?!" "Well who's the wannabe whore for the WB whose only customer is her right hand?!" "Well you never had to do this!!" With that, Sarah did the last thing she could think of to shut Love up: grabbing her, pulling her close and kissing her square on the lips. It was a skill Sarah first learned shooting Cruel Intentions. She hadn't thought much of it then, another feather in her cap of acting talents, but about as useful as a party trick. After a few moments Sarah broke it off, hoping that would leave Love with nothing to say. It did, for a couple seconds. Then the last thing Sarah ever expected to take place happened. Love forced herself onto Sarah, kissing her in return with a vengeance, sending her reeling. From the instant their lips met a jolt of electricity shot through Sarah like nothing she'd ever known. It felt strange but deeply satisfying, like a need she'd never known had just been fulfilled - the same force Love felt when Sarah made the first advance. Love broke her kiss as suddenly as Sarah did, both still unsure of what had gone on between them. They both stared into each other's eyes, seemingly paralyzed. Both felt terrified, unsettled, but also longed for the other in a completely unfamiliar way. All they knew was each had made the other feel something new, something wonderful. And they both wanted more. Still they kept staring at each other, unable to speak and not knowing what to do next. After what seemed like ages, the pair slowly started leaning in. They kissed again, sending another potent charge through their bodies. Now there was no turning back. With all that had gone on that day, the chance meeting, the audition, and the nasty exchanges, their emotions were running off the charts. Now they could let it all go. A series of quick pecks developed into one long kiss, building in passion by the second. Both wrapped their arms around each other, trying to get even closer together. As their tongues danced the rest of their bodies responded to the swelling heat, starting into a slow grind along with Sarah rubbing her leg up and down Love's thigh. The pace accelerated, both looking caught in a whirlwind of pleasure as their figures danced as one. Suddenly Love lost her balance, sending both crashing into the floor, but still entangled, not even breaking the kiss. The couple rolled back and forth all over the floor, banging into props and knocking down directors' chairs, trying to get ever closer, quickening the friction between their flesh. When the rolling stopped both were doubly dizzy, from the motion outside and the fire ignited inside, with Sarah ending up on top. Their lips broke again, both their faces showing signs of disbelief, desperately hoping they wouldn't wake up any second now from this fantastic dream. Even so their eyes burned with lust, seemingly asking for permission to go further, each seeing it somehow in the other's gaze. Quickly mouths remet, tongues entwined, bodies caressed, and both started tearing at each other's clothes. Love got the straps on Sarah's dress down in a flash, pushing it down to her waist, leaving her topless. Sarah rapidly caught up, frantically unbuttoning Love's shirt, pulling it over her head and through her arms, then rushing to unclasp her bra, exposing that magnificent rack. Their hands instinctively moved down to knead each others' tits, rubbing and teasing nipples, making them that much hotter. That didn't last long as Sarah hurried to rip off her dress completely with nothing to hide underneath, their breasts still pressed together, their kisses ever more rabid, as Sarah moved to relieve Love of her skirt, sliding it down her legs and tossing it aside, leaving both totally exposed. As they started grinding again their clits rubbed together for the first time, giving both of them a thunderous rush, causing each to scream in joy in the others' mouth. Their hips picked up speed, bringing more intensity to the impulses from their aching love buttons, if that was even possible. As great as this felt it couldn't last much longer. Both pussies were saturated with nectar from all the action. Someone had to get off soon. Love worked her hands down Sarah's back, looking to squeeze those sweet ass cheeks of hers. When she did Sarah's tongue darted even faster as her lower body responded with an even more rapid clit stroking, making Love delirious. Love probed further, stroking throughout Sarah's crack with her fingertips, eliciting a still greater reaction. Curious, and so wanting to please her, Love slipped a finger in Sarah's asshole. The sensation proved to be too much, as Sarah shot up like a rocket,exclaiming in rapture, "Yes!!! Right there, right there, mmmmm, uunnnnggghhh!!!!" Love immediately thrust her finger, and soon two, in and out of Sarah with blinding speed. That and their pussies still grinding was too much for Sarah to hold on any longer. "Unnngghh, oh god, oh god here it comes, mmmmmmm, unggghh, ungghhh, aaaAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Pressure built up all inside her, her thighs started shaking, and Sarah screamed uncontrollably as the most powerful orgasm she'd ever felt exploded through every ounce of her. Love relentlessly kept pumping her fingers until every last ounce of energy Sarah had left had transformed into ecstasy. After almost a full minute Sarah collapsed onto Love, barely able to breathe, but still reflexively stroking her clit into Love's. Now Sarah wanted nothing more in the world than to send Love over the edge she had just flown off of. She slid down Love's chest, past her torso, right to her crotch, tracing her sopping wet cuntlips with her fingernails. This drove Love absolutely crazy, making her hips buck wildly just from the touch. Sarah knew what Love needed and wasn't going to waste any time, sliding two fingers in her pussy and wiggling them around inside. "Ummmmm, ooooohh, yeah!!! Don't stop, faster, faster, uunnnngggghhhhh, more, MORE!!!!" Love was so close and Sarah was delighted to oblige, driving and wiggling her fingers throughout her, hitting as many pleasure spots as she could. It didn't take long for Sarah to feel Love clamp around her digits, knowing what was next. "Yeah, fuck yeah, ummmmmm, oh shit, aaaaahhhhhhh, shitttttttaaaahhhhhhHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Love howled, coming with a flourish, her body releasing in unimaginable bliss. Sarah prolonged it as long as she could, never stopping her hand until Love was spent to the last drop. Sarah couldn't help but grin ear-to-ear, putting Love in the same heaven she had just visited. As Love wore out Sarah felt her fatigue hitting her, rolling over right beside Love, both still buzzed from the single most intense experience of their lives. The pair, spent beyond belief, could barely keep from passing out, let alone realize what happened. Minutes passed by before either could speak. "Wow," Sarah moaned slowly, breaking the prolonged silence. "Did...did that really happen?" Love wondered, obviously dazed. "You tell me," Sarah beckoned, leaning over for a caring kiss. "Ooh, who's the slut now?" Love teased. "I don't care..." Sarah responded, embracing her new mate with a soft smooch. That was enough for both to regain some clarity of mind. "Have you ever felt anything like that, even close to that?" Love asked, staring devotedly into Sarah's eyes. "No, never...but, now what happens? Now what do we do?" Love could see the worry showing on Sarah's face as she said it. "I don't know, There's so much...so much we shared...I don't even know what to feel, what I feel..." Love felt a pinch of anxiety building, trying to figure any of this out. "So, you want to meet again sometime?" Sarah begged, desperately hoping this wouldn't end here. Suddenly Love's face lit up with a smile, like something naughty just came to mind. "I've got just the thing, why don't we make a little bet?" "What kind of bet?" Sarah asked, intrigued by what Love had in mind. "How about whoever loses the part gets three wishes?" Love revealed. "What kind of wishes?" "Anything you want." "Anything?" Sarah asked, stroking her finger down Love's chest, hoping anything involved that. "Anything," Love answered, responding in kind. "Oh yeah, I'm going to enjoy this," Sarah sneered with confidence. "You just never stop, do you?" Love said, startled. "Like you'd want to me to," Sarah answered, leaning over and meeting Love's lips again. They shared one last intimate moment before getting ready to leave, having a good deal of fun and handfuls helping each other back into their clothes. Dressed and regrouped, they parted, knowing they would never be the same. One week later... Sarah had been pacing through her apartment for almost an hour now. Usually callbacks didn't take this long unless something was very wrong with the project. She was so on edge it seemed a pin drop could make her jump. Just then the phone rang. Sarah dashed to it, hoping this was the one she'd been awaiting. "Hello?" she said nervously. "Hello, Sarah?" The voice on the other end sounded more tentative than she was. "It, it's Love." "Love thank god it's you. Have you heard anything from the director yet? Anything at all?" Sarah spoke so fast one would think she was on the edge of a nervous breakdown. The suspense was killing her. "No, they haven't called me. But that's not what I..." Sarah wouldn't let her finish. "They haven't?? Something must have happened if they're taking this long. Get your agent to set up a meeting with the producers, I'll do the same. We've got to find out what's going...." Sarah was almost hyperventilating now. "Sarah!!!" Love shouted. Sarah thought she heard her almost crying in the background. Any thoughts concerning showbiz instantly dissipated. "Love what's wrong?" "I...I can't..." Love sobbed. "You can tell me, it's alright, that's why you called isn't it?" Sarah said, trying to be reassuring. "Ever since that day I...I can't stop thinking about you...about us..." Love admitted. It hit Sarah like a wrecking ball. She'd been having the same feelings toward Love, almost like a drug she couldn't live without. The only thing to break that train of thought was her building anxiety toward who would win the movie role she coveted so badly. And she almost put it ahead of Love, which she immediately regretted. She had to let that feeling out. "I can't either." The words sounded so soothing to Love. Now at least she knew she wasn't crazy. "It's like no matter where I go or what's I'm doing, the only thing I can think about, the only face I see...is you," Sarah added. The letting out intensified the attraction already between them, which they had to satisfy, and soon. "Tell you what Love, we've got to find out about the movie, but after that we can do anything we want. Let's set up a meeting with the producers and then, maybe..." "Head back to your place?" Love said excitedly. "Exactly." "Great! I've got to get those three wishes sometime, remember?" Love was quickly back to her bubbly self. "Oh, you'll get yours, you nasty little slut you." The girls both giggled at that and ended there, for now. Both quickly called their agents, setting up the meeting at the studio to get to the bottom of why no one was notified about getting or not getting the part. A few days passed. It was almost 7:00 and the producers were expecting their guests very shortly. Love, in a casual black dress, walked in the studio meeting room first. Sarah entered shortly after, wearing a cream- colored tank top and jeans. The dressed-down attire matched the typical atmosphere of these meetings, but not this one, not with the stakes so high. The executive producer began. "Alright, I understand both of you auditioned for Heartstrings and you want to know which of you won the role." Both girls just stared back, wanting to get this over with more than anything. "Well, here's your answer. Nobody won. The studio has decided to scrap the project." "WHAT???!!!!!" Sarah and Love sharply stood up, staring him down, visibly stunned by this turn of events. "I know this seems surprising to you. Let me try to explain," the producer continued. "The studio executives believe there's a better opportunity in comedies right now than this...date movie." He tried his best not to call it a sappy romance flick, but the actresses saw through that real fast. Sarah's face was turning beet red, struggling against bursting out. After all, these people did have some influence throughout the industry. Love's temper was growing shorter as well, but not nearly to that degree. "Here's what they've chosen instead." He gave each of them a miniature poster of the replacement movie, which caused both to react in disgust after seeing the title in large red letters, "HICKS." On the poster were Chris Rock and Norm MacDonald with pitchforks, straw hats and overalls, standing in a barn with a slogan above reading, "Got teeth?" The producer, oblivious to Love and Sarah's growing anger, went on. "These days practically any film with Saturday Night Live alumni is grossing $100 million. Plus this kind of movie is much more fun to make, so that's why the switch was made." Only now did he see his would- be stars with their arms folded, beyond just not being amused. "What, you don't like it?" he asked. Love stormed in first, "Don't like it?? You scrapped a project with a guaranteed Oscar nomination because you don't think it's fun to make??!! You took away..." "You pompous cock-sucking bastards!!!!!" Sarah exploded, her disbelief turning to rage. Love quickly ran over to try to calm her down, but it was futile. "You mean to tell me you scrapped a film, no, a work of art so you can make a bunch of redneck jokes??!! God, you people make me want to vomit when you pull off shit like this! And let me tell you something, you..." "Sarah, stop it!!" Love ordered, needing to restrain Sarah to keep her from trying to choke or slap anyone. It wasn't helping. "Stop it? They just took away the best role anyone ever scripted for either of us!! How can you not let 'em have it?!" Sarah yelled, still hopping mad. "Because they can do a lot more to you than you can to them." It was a lesson Love learned from her agent, and she was determined not to let herself or anyone she knew fall victim to it. "You still want to work in this town?" The producer chimed in. Sarah knew she couldn't argue with that, much as she hated it. She gnashed her teeth in disgust and stormed out of the room. Love quickly followed, remembering Sarah's promise to meet afterwards. Still, she was reminded how studio types could be such dicks. But that wasn't important now, she had to find Sarah. Love couldn't see her up ahead or down any side paths in the building. When she reached the exit she felt someone put tap her shoulder. Love turned around, seeing no one there, but felt something balancing on her other shoulder, what looked like a business card when she took it. It read, "Follow me," and had an address on it. She looked up in time to see Sarah waving from her car. Love thought this must be her apartment. She ran out of the studio smiling, it wouldn't be long now. A short while later Love was tingling with anticipation while riding in the elevator. Fortunately it hadn't been that long of a ride from the studio to Santa Barbara and Sarah's penthouse apartment. Sarah never could find it in herself to make one of the famous Southern California mansions her own. She always saw the area as little more than a place to work; her real home was still back on the East Coast. Must be the city girl in her. Love reached the top floor and quickly found the door to Sarah's place. She was so excited she almost couldn't contain herself, barely able to knock on the door hard enough for anyone to hear. But now the wait was over. The door opened and Love rushed in, finding Sarah behind the door, as eager as she was, pushing the door shut. They immediately rushed toward each other, meeting in a wild, fiery kiss. Any shades of apprehension left had vanished on the way over, now they needed each other more than anything, and only that. They could have ground each other into a sea of orgasms right there, but this time they had the whole night. "You don't know how much I've missed you," Love said, breaking the kiss, her eyes swelling with desire. "Oh I think so," Sarah managed to get out before proving it to Love with her tongue, lashing wildly in Love's mouth for another few moments. With that pleasantry out of the way Sarah gave Love a quick tour of the place. Every inch of it was plush, complete with a kitchen larger than that in most homes, soft inch thick carpeting, a luxurious living room, and a spacious bedroom, all complemented with a beautiful oceanside view, effective even at night. She led Love back to a velvety couch in the living room, hoping to get a little something for the both of them. "Thirsty at all?" She asked. "Oh, I can think of a little something I've got a taste for..." Love responded, stroking her hand up Sarah's jean-covered thigh with a radiant yet seductive glow on her face to match. "Mmm, you don't mess around, do you Love?" Sarah answered, Love responding with one of her trademark giggles. "Let me get some real drinks before we get to the hot stuff." She went to the kitchen, returning with two goblets and a bottle of red wine, sitting right beside Love while pouring a glass for each of them. After a few sips Love wrapped her arm around Sarah, staring tenderly into her clear green eyes. "I guess we both lost the part." Love had to bring it up, considering what it meant. It didn't matter to Sarah now, at least not in the way Love meant. "Yeah, Hollywood sucks it like that sometimes." Sarah responded. "You know what that means, don't you?" Love almost trembled as she said it, knowing what was next. "No, what?" Sarah wondered. "It means we both get three wishes!" Love answered excitedly. Sarah's face lit up in joy, remembering the bet they made and what cashing in would mean now. "Think of anything to wish for?" Sarah wondered for a moment, then noticed how tense she'd become. It had been an trying day, and she needed something to relieve all that stress. "I wish you'd give me a massage." "I'd love to!" Love quickly got up and quickly took a place on the couch behind Sarah, thinking this was too good to be true, at least the way she planned it. Sarah sat up and leaned back, trying to use Love as a pillow as she began rolling her hands over her shoulders. Sarah started moaning softly from the light, relaxing treatment. "Like that huh?" Love knew the answer, she just needed to hear it. "You have no idea..." Sarah uttered between breaths. "No, you don't." Love replied, moving to Sarah's top, sliding it down her arms, revealing Sarah's chest and her intent - she was turning this into a full body massage. Love slowly slid her hands down toward Sarah's breasts, which by the increased moaning showed she loved it. Love squeezed them delicately over and over, all the while taking Sarah's nipples between her fingers, gratifying Sarah to no end. "Love you're so good to me..." Sarah moaned in approval. "Wait, I'm just getting started. There's so much more of you to go." Love's sweet words made Sarah awash in pure contentment, knowing her lover would soon be worshiping every piece of her body. What else could she wish for? After a short while Love worked back to Sarah's shoulders, then slowly down her back to her waist. Love moved to the floor beside the couch, leaning over to unbutton Sarah's tight jeans, then pulling them down ever so slowly, savoring the gradual sight of her legs, leaving Sarah in only a pair of thin black lace panties. With this Love went back to Sarah's waist, working down to her ass, squeezing for all she could take. Slowly, almost painfully so, Love began moving down Sarah's hip to her thigh and then down her leg, massaging each side with one hand, and now softly kissing it too. Sarah was caught in a paradox, totally at peace with Love's treatment but so aroused she began to ache. She was so wet she could feel it all over herself. Still Love would not go any faster, moist as she was also, touching each piece of Sarah with as much care as the first. Finally Love had made it down to Sarah's foot, which only took that much longer to caress and only felt that much better. Love then started working up the other leg, seemingly taking twice as long to work up as she did to work down. Not like either of them minded, Love with total access to Sarah's flesh and proving she was worth it. The sight was getting to Love now, but even more so were the smells. Sarah's scent, her perfume, the wine, the dripping juice between her thighs, it was all so arousing. Love couldn't breathe enough of it in, almost getting off on it. "Mmmm, I wish I could just bottle you up and have you whenever I...Wait a minute, I sort of can..." Love cooed, reaching to pour another glass of wine. "Ooh, what do you mean?" Sarah asked, wondering why Love had that mischievous smile on her face again. She was so excited it was almost painful. "Well, I can make a one-of-a-kind drink that'll blow your mind. But first I'll need the other ingredient," Love teased. "And that is..." Sarah couldn't wait even a second longer. Good thing she wouldn't have to. Just then Love rushed over, pulled off Sarah's panties, slid them off, tossed them aside and dove right into Sarah's pussy, frantically licking at every crevice and fold she could find. "Yes, Love!!!!! Lick it up, oooooohhhh god yeah lick it all up!!!!!" Sarah shouted, begging for more, throwing a leg over Love's shoulder to give her more room down there. Her cries became incessant, she was absolutely on fire, craving every one of Love's touches. Love probed deeper into Sarah, tonguing as far as she could, then wrapping it around Sarah's throbbing clit, sucking it with reckless abandon, forcing Sarah into squirming and screaming with every touch. "Aaaahhhhhhh, suck that, aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, suck it right there, more, please more!!!!!!! Make me come!!!!! Make me come now, mmmmuhhhhhh!" Right then Love pulled away, almost making Sarah insane. "It's time to make the drink, remember?" Only then did she realize what Love meant, reaching for the goblet and pouring the wine all over and down her seething slit. The ice cold sensation shot through Sarah like a bullet, giving her more pleasure than she thought possible, only to be followed by Love lapping up every bit of it, no matter how deep in her cunt it got. That's all Sarah needed, feeling her release trembling. "Hope you enjoy this you little slut 'cause here it, it, uunnnggghhhh, ahhhHHHHH, YES!!!!!!!!!!" Sarah cried, her pussy gushing like open floodgates, coming for the first time all over Love's face. The mixture of wine and cunt juice was everything Love imagined and so much more, sweet, salty, spicy and just plain good, never stopping until Sarah's faucet ran dry. Love licked up the last few drops and leaned upward toward her, letting Sarah taste the mesmerizing concoction. Sarah adored it as much as Love did, trying not to swallow it for the longest time, relishing the flavor. "Oh my god Love, what can't you make me feel?" Sarah inquired into Love's devoted eyes, adoring the state she had put Sarah in. Nothing had ever made Sarah so complete than the nymph in her arms. "Something tells me we'll have lots of time to find out. But now it's your turn again. Got any more wishes?" Love couldn't wait to see what Sarah had in store next, seeing her expression turn from orgasmic bliss to enticing hunger. "Oh nothing much, I just wish you'd climb up here and sit on my face so I can lick you until you..." "How's this?" Love asked, having straddled Sarah's head before she could even finish. "Just one thing," Sarah answered, raising Love's dress from below, peeling it up and over her, throwing it to the floor. To Sarah's delight Love wore nothing underneath, making her hot all over again. "Here comes your wish granter." Sarah jeered, grabbing Love's ass and shoving her pussy into her face, slashing her tongue in as deep as she could, making Love gasp in excitement. "Yeah Sarah, that's how you treat a lady, mmmm..." It didn't take long for Love to start rocking on her friend's face, treasuring every sensation from down below. Sarah, wasting no time, explored the rest of that body above her, stroking down all over those long legs, then back up to where she started, shoving Love's ass to give her all the pussy she could handle, and more. The pair established a rhythm of rocking, grinding, lapping, licking and feeling which Sarah set the pace for, accelerating it ever so slowly, wanting to give Love everything she'd received earlier. It was truly a sight to behold. Love groaned endlessly, her volume picking up right with the pace as Sarah felt her way up her torso right to her voluptuous tits, squeezing them like clay in need of molding. The pace quickened, Love rocking faster, almost making it difficult for Sarah to keep up her treatment. Soon it became a frenzy, Sarah feeling anywhere and everywhere, hands and fingers darting all over Love, who was overcome in pleasure, still only building up. This was the time, Sarah thought, dragging her tongue across Love's clit, shooting her into orbit. "Uummmpppphhhhh, right there Sarah, don't you ever fucking aaaaahhhhhhhh stop!!!!!!!" Love wailed, praying she would come soon. The passion overtook both of them, Sarah stabbing Love's clit and cunt as fast as she could, Love gyrating all over her while the rest of her body swayed, from legs to chest to hair and face. She wondered if this was heaven. It wasn't, feeling her thighs clench, her body tighten, and her pleasure intensifying. Heaven was just a release away, and with one gentle suck by Sarah on her clit, her ticket was well in hand. "Oh god here it comes oh gggggmmmmmmaaaAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Love yelled, bursting in ecstasy on Sarah's face, relentlessly keeping up the pace and sucking up every last morsel of her syrup. Love rode out the unbelievable orgasm, milking all the pleasure she could out of it, leaving her exhausted but so fulfilled. As she came back to her senses though, something wasn't quite right, something felt unfinished. Then it hit her: Sarah never stopped. She was still feeling, licking and sucking up a storm, returning Love to an erotic tempest. Not that she minded, but she couldn't imagine why. "Sarah, oooohhhh, Sarah, what are you doing down there?" Love tried to ask between extended moans. "You never let me finish before," Sarah responded sporting a beaming grin. "Finish what?" "My wish, I'm gonna eat you until you scream." The words forced Love into an even more furious grind than before, resparking her arousal to new heights. She thrust herself into Sarah, grabbing her hands, doing the bodywide fondling for her, hoping that would send her crashing into another orgasm. The pleasure rose, being even more intense than before as Love tried to feel every part of herself all at once while Sarah continued bathing her pussy. Love was nearing the point of pleasure overload, she felt she'd die without releasing soon. Then it started again, from the tips of her body down into the pit inside her, the tingling, building to a tension, raising to a peak and then... "Yes, YES, AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" ...climax, Love belting out a scream that almost shattered glass as she erupted in orgasm, twice as good as before, at least. Sarah tasted her once again, soaked in her essence, in awe of what she had made her feel. After slowly grinding and licking to a halt, Love slid down Sarah's body, holding her close, now completely drained. The two nude paramours shared an embrace, both utterly satisfied. There would be no more wishes tonight, as both drifted off to sleep, totally comforted, dreaming only of each other. Love awoke to the morning sunbeams streaking in through the window shades, still as happy as she could have ever imagined. She still couldn't believe she had come that hard last night, let alone twice. And there was the one behind it, her arms wrapped around her, that lovely naked Sarah beside her. Love wanted so badly to show her appreciation, then it came to her just how to do so: a little wake-up call. She stroked her fingers down Sarah's chest, trying to see how far asleep she was. Her breathing picked up, letting out a small moan, more of a reflex than anything. Sarah was still sound asleep. Love progressed down to her slit, slipping in the tip of her finger, still experimenting. Not much of a response. She pushed it all the way in and gently started inserting it in and out. Sarah's breathing picked up and she started cracking a smile. Still her eyes were solidly shut. After about a minute of this Love couldn't wait any more. She slid down Sarah's body, licking all the way, and started a delicate tonguing of her pussy. Sarah's hips began to sway as did the rest of her, moaning contentedly with eyes still closed. Love knew she could feel it now. She probed deeper inside, washing Sarah's walls, exciting both of them beyond any reason. This continued for a short while, Sarah's mewing in sync with Love's handling. Once Sarah finally realized what and who was going on down there she'd didn't mess around. She wanted it all, wrapping her legs around Love, her thighs clamping her face like a vice grip as she started bucking. This made Love so eager to top her off, striking her tongue into the slit while running her thumb over Sarah's swelling clit. The speed was too much for her, grabbing for Love's head, flowing in enjoyment and feeling the joy of orgasm pound through her once again. Love happily drank up, keeping most of it in her mouth so she could share it with Sarah, kissing affectionately, each in complete admiration for the one next to them. "Good morning sleepyhead." Love just adored seeing Sarah glow like this, giving her a peck on the forehead. "Damn, Love, where did you learn that?" "Just now. Sure beats a buzzer waking you up, huh?" "Oh wow, does it ever..." Sarah quietly voiced, still in disbelief that Love could be that kinky that fast. The two laid back, enjoying each other's caress for a while, then Love started reflecting. "Why didn't we figure this out sooner? I mean, how could we go that long not knowing life could be this good?" she wondered. "I know," Sarah concurred, "Wait a minute, what if we never got into that fight at the studio? What if...what if this never happened?" The thought sent a shudder down both their spines. "How horrible, we would have just...just gone on not even knowing this was possible...what a waste of a life that would've been!" Love found the idea very disturbing. "You don't think..." Sarah started. "Think what?" Love inquired. "You think there might be others out there? I mean, if it happened to us, could it be other people who could feel this...never would?" "You're right," Love answered, thinking of what they could do about it. "Maybe...maybe we could, you know, track some down and try out a few?" "Yeah, just like a hunt, only they'd be the ones enjoying the thrills." Sarah brightened at the possibilities. "Oooh, yeah, I like where this is going, but who?" Love asked. "Don't worry, we've got our whole lives for that," Sarah ended, knowing the only one who mattered now was lying next to her and feeling the same way. Now they had something of a mission, but it didn't matter, at least not now. Not in each other's grasp it didn't. And it all happened because of one audition, starting in hatred, ending in bliss. Only in Hollywood. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. They should be outside playing in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Celebrity Archive