Date: Sat, 30 Jun 2007 18:38:04 -0400
From: kmb2476@aol.com
Subject: Harem 17 pt 4

CONTINUED FROM PART 3



       "What am I doing?" Christina Aguilera asked herself for what felt
like the millionth time as she stared out the window at the hotel.

       "Miss Aguilera?  We're here," Jean Paul gently pointed out to her.
The car had been idling outside the Beverly Hills Hotel for a few minutes
now, but Christina hadn't moved an inch.  She had just stared out the
window, frozen and unsure what to do next.

       "I know," Christina replied in a tiny voice that was rarely heard
from the bold singer.

       She didn't know why she was doing this.  The whole way there she had
kept thinking about telling Jean Paul to forget about the hotel and take
her back to Malibu instead.  She didn't know why she was here.  She didn't
know what she hoped to accomplish by doing this.  But Christina just
couldn't open her mouth and force the words out.  She just silently sat
back in the car as Lauren's driver brought her closer and closer to the
hotel.

       And now that she as there, Christina found herself unable and
unwilling to move.  She just stared out into the night at the hotel
entrance wondering what would happen if she actually went inside.  She
didn't have a plan and Christina had never felt more vulnerable than she
did then, sitting silently as a slave to her emotions.  She had tried to
live her life so that would never happen and now she felt weak and, even
though she was totally dressed, naked.

       "Would you like me to park the car?" Jean Paul inquired.  "Do you
want to go somewhere else?"

       "I...I...I don't know," Christina stammered, her whole brain and
soul gripped with indecision.  Should she actually go inside?  She had
decided to come here on a whim and now she was scared of actually seeing it
through.  But she knew if she left the feelings she had would only grow
more intense and drive her completely crazy.

       Christina knew she wasn't in her right mind right then.  She had
actually walked away from an orgy.  An orgy full of some of the sexiest
women in the world!  She never walked away from sex.  Something was clearly
wrong and Christina felt deep down that there was no way she was going to
be able to move on with her life until she did this.  She had to have some
kind of closure.

       Before she could talk herself out of it, Christina reached for the
door and exited the idling vehicle.  She didn't say a word to Jean Paul.
She just got out and walked toward the entrance, leaving the confused
driver behind, not quite sure what he was supposed to do next.  Should he
go back to Lauren's?  Should he wait for Christina?  This was not the kind
of situation he had hoped to end up in today.

       But Christina didn't pay a single thought to Jean Paul's troubles.
She was entirely focused on her own.  She was practically in a daze as she
walked into the hotel.  She didn't know what she was doing or what she was
going to say or how any of this was going to go down.  She just knew she
had to do this.  She had to see her.

       Christina was easily recognizable as she walked in and she felt the
looks from people as they saw her in such a weird state.  She knew there
was probably going to be a story on the net before she got home saying she
was drunk or stoned or something at the hotel, but she didn't care.  She
just walked right up to the front desk.

       "Where's the concert?" Christina asked.  She got the directions she
was looking for and she made her way there.  She had gotten here late.  The
concert might even be over and she'd have missed her chance.  And then what
would she do?

       Fortunately that wasn't a problem because as she approached the room
she heard a familiar voice singing.  Opening the door, Christina peeked
inside and nearly fell apart emotionally the first time she saw Britney.
Christina took a deep breath, trying to compose herself, and walked in.

       It was a small, intimate venue.  Far, far from the stadiums that
Britney had sold out at her peak.  But from a business standpoint,
Christina knew this was the right way to start off a comeback.  First
Britney had to remind people she could sing and then she could move up from
there.  It certainly wasn't her usual crowd.  There were a few teenagers
there, but mostly it was industry types, like Britney was auditioning for
them, trying to get their approval and blessing for a comeback after
everything that had happened.

       But Christina didn't care about business.  She only had eyes for
Britney.  She stared at her former lover as she sang through a stripped
down version of Everytime.  Christina had always loved that song and she
had always loved Britney's voice.  It wasn't as strong as hers, but
Christina loved how soft and gentle it could be.  With the right song,
Britney's voice was wonderful.

       Mostly, though, Christina stared at Britney's body.  She was in a
blue dress, with just a hint of cleavage.  It was as if she had taken pains
to prove to the industry that she wasn't slutty all the time, but Christina
couldn't help but be overcome with desire anyway.  Staring at Britney as
she sang, Christina thought back to all the wonderful, sexy memories they
shared.

       At the same time, though, that made Christina feel the pain and
loneliness too.  There were so many emotions going on at once within her
body and Christina didn't know which one to
feel...love...hate...lust...anger.  They were all battling inside of her
for dominance.

       She just stood in the doorway and suddenly Christina felt as though
she'd made a terrible mistake by coming here.  She had no idea what she was
going to say to Britney.  She should just go.  But before she could turn
around and reach for the door, she was discovered.

       "Thank you...thank you..." Britney said at the polite, impressed
applause from her audience as she finished the song.  "For my last song
tonight I..."

       Suddenly Britney froze.  The lights had come up again and she had
seen Christina.  She was absolutely stunned and could do nothing to hide
her reaction.

       "Chrissy?" Britney gasped into her microphone.  She lost all of her
stage composure at the mere sight of her former lover and Britney's head
began to spin.

       At first she thought she might collapse, but Britney had enough
sense to hold on, knowing that collapsing in front of the people she most
had to impress would have surely sealed her fate as an unreliable, drunk
and drugged up whore in their eyes.

       Britney didn't fall, but she also knew she couldn't go on.  Everyone
turned around murmuring at Christina's sudden arrival.  The two had
announced their partnership with such fanfare and their sudden split had
certainly not gone unnoticed.  Christina stood there embarrassed at all the
looks she was getting, but she also couldn't take her eyes off Britney.

       "I...I...be back...five minutes..." Britney managed to force past
her lips as she tore offstage.

       Christina knew that she was supposed to go backstage and talk to her
or something and she once again considered just bolting out of there.  But
she didn't.  Her feet started moving without her even thinking about it and
soon she was headed backstage to talk to Britney as the crowd buzzed,
wondering what the hell was going on here.

       As she quickly walked, Christina had nothing even remotely
resembling a plan in mind.  She didn't even know what she wanted to get out
of coming here much less how exactly to get it.  She was going on nothing
but instinct and emotion at this point.  Her brain had taken a back seat to
her heart.

       She reached the backstage area and as soon as she did she found a
large bodyguard blocking her way.  Christina reflexively turned toward
Fluffy, knowing her bigger companion would surely clear this joker out of
there.  But of course Fluffy wasn't there and this guy towered over her
tiny frame.  Christina felt about five inches tall next to the burly guard.

       "No access backstage," the man growled.  If he did recognize
Christina then it didn't cut any ice with him.  The look on his face showed
there would be no negotiation when it came to getting past him.

       Under normal circumstances, Christina would just have started
screaming at the man.  She never let anything get in her way and this guy
never would have intimidated her before.  But the bold, forceful Christina
wasn't coming out to play right then and instead Christina just meekly took
being denied access with silence.

       Fortunately, things quickly changed.

       "It's ok...let her through," a voice came from behind the guard.
Christina didn't have to see a face to know it was Britney and the guard
obeyed, stepping to the side so Christina could go past.

       Christina walked in, trying to find some kind of words to say how
she felt then.  She was never at a loss for words.  But tonight, when she
needed them most, none were coming to mind.  Her tongue was frozen and
seeing Britney again, standing right in front of her, wasn't doing anything
to unfreeze it.

       Britney had a nervous look on her face.  When she had seen or talked
to Christina lately it always seemed to end with Christina screaming at
her, hurling hateful names and even throwing things at her while tears
rolled down her face from being treated like that.  Britney looked as if
she expected Christina to attack her at any second.  She looked a little
like an animal that had been shocked too many times in a lab and whose
nerves were on edge at all times.

       The two girls stared at each other for a few moments that felt like
agonizing hours to both of them.  Neither of them said a word.  They just
locked sad eyes and waited for the other to break the silence.  Finally it
was Britney who spoke first.

       "Hey," Britney said shyly, her guard up since she didn't know what
to expect.  She was all kinds of nervous and had barely remembered to take
off her microphone.  But fortunately she had remembered before her
conversation had ended up being broadcast to everyone.

       "Hey," Christina replied, her tone more gentle than it had been with
Britney in a long, long time.

       But the two girls didn't immediately follow up those simple
greetings with anything else.  Neither of them knew what to say.  They had
no idea what the other was thinking and both were scared of reaching out.

       "I'm glad you came," Britney finally said.  "I...I didn't think
anyone was."

       "I wasn't...then I was..." Christina replied.  "Jewel told us and
I...we...weren't...I...I just couldn't stop thinking...you know...of you
and me and..."

       Christina tried to stammer out a few more words but her meaning
wasn't becoming any clearer and suddenly Britney interrupted her to say
what she had been dying to shout right into her microphone when she had
seen Christina in the doorway.

       "I miss you so much Christina!" Britney declared, her lip quivering.

       "I miss you too..." Christina softly replied, so quietly that
Britney barely heard it.  Christina stared down at her feet, feeling silly
and weak from all this, but also feeling real relief from starting to
release what she had kept bottled up in herself all this time.

       "Chrissy, please let's make this right between us," Britney begged,
creeping in closer toward her former lover with every word.  "I miss you so
goddamn much!  I've been going crazy without you!  I don't want you to be
mad at me!  I just want it to be like it was before!"

       "It can't be," Christina said reflexively, spitting out the words
even though all she really wanted was for things to be exactly the way they
were before Britney ever met Kevin and things had gotten so completely
fucked up.

       "Why not?" Britney asked.  "Please Chrissy.  I want to talk to you!
I want to make things right!  All I've wanted all this time is for you to
talk to me!  I don't want you to hate me!"

       Britney was right in front of Christina now and she suddenly
embraced her.  Britney tightly wrapped her arms around Christina and for a
moment it worked.  But just as quickly as it started, Christina ended it by
wiggling away and stepping back.

       "It just...just can't ever be like that again," Christina said.  "It
hurts too fucking much to even look at you Britney!  You hurt me!  You left
me Britney!"

       "I didn't!" Britney claimed.  "You threw me out!  I never wanted to
leave!  You made me leave!  I've been trying to come back and you wouldn't
let me."

       "You just don't get it Britney," Christina snapped.  "You left me
the second you let that fucking asshole touch you!"

       "Kevin?" Britney asked, trying to see what Christina meant.

       "Yes!  Kevin!  Who the fuck did you think I was talking about?"
Christina demanded, her anger starting to rise.  "You let that douchebag
paw you Britney!  You never understood how much that hurt me!  You fucking
stabbed me in the back when you gave it all up to be with him!  You just
don't understand how I feel!"

       "Then make me understand!" Britney insisted, grabbing Christina's
arm, her own anger starting to bubble up.  "All that time you kept pushing
me away when I tried to be close to you!  You told me to be bisexual
Christina!  You told me to still look at guys!  You practically pushed me
into bed with him!  I would have given everything up for you Christina!  I
would never have touched another girl or another guy if that's what you had
wanted!  You say I don't get it?  You don't fucking get it!  You never got
how much I care about you Chrissy!"

       "Let go of me," Christina said, pulling her arm away.  "I don't know
why I even came here.  I never wanted you to fuck Kevin!  I never even
wanted him to look at you!  How could you even think that?  Being bi is one
thing, stabbing me in the back is another!  He was fucking disgusting
Britney and you picked him over me!  You wanted to be with him more than
you wanted to be with me!  You fucking broke my heart you bitch!"

       "He said he loved me!" Britney cried, trying to keep from sobbing or
screaming as all the feelings she'd had for Christina flowed out now.  All
the sadness, all the rejection, all the anger, all the longing.  It all
came out at once.

       "I just wanted someone to love me!" Britney emotionally continued.
"It's all I've ever wanted!  He said he loved me and I believed him!
Chrissy, I know I fucked up!  I was wrong and I lost everything!  Now you
say you hate me and it kills me every time you do!  How can you hurt me so
much and say those things?  I broke your heart?  You broke my heart when
you threw me out like I was some piece of garbage!  I just wanted someone
to fucking love me!"

       Christina suddenly burst into tears again at the sound of Britney's
words.  She was so overcome with emotion that her legs began to feel weak.
Why hadn't Britney said this to her before?  Why hadn't she told her before
she had met Kevin?  Why hadn't Britney given her a real chance to say she
loved her?  Christina started blaming herself too.  Why hadn't she told
Britney how she really felt?  She'd had so many chances but she'd been
scared.

       "Chrissy, don't cry," Britney urged, close to tears herself.
"Please don't cry.  I don't want us to hate each other!  Please Chrissy, I
want things to be like they were before!  I want to be with you!  I want to
be back at the mansion, but I'd never see any of the other girls again if
it meant I could be with you.  I'd give anything to be with you!  Please
Chrissy.  Please.  I don't want to fight anymore.  I want it to be like it
was!"

       "It just can't be like that again," Christina insisted, using her
hands to try and wipe her tears away.  "I can't take the fucking pain
Britney!  It hurt so much when you told me you were pregnant and marrying
him!  How could you do that to me?  How could you hurt me like that?"

       "You hurt me too," Britney pointed out.  "You said you never wanted
to see me again!  You were so mean to me!  Why?  Why were you so fucking
cruel once I told you?  Why didn't you even try to understand what I was
going through?"

       Christina looked up with tear stained eyes at Britney.  Beautiful,
soft, trusting Britney.  Christina felt all her emotions crashing into each
other.  It made her whole body hurt, but most of all she felt love inside
her.  Love for Britney.  But with that brought the pain of the rejection
Britney's time with Kevin had caused in her.  She didn't want to go through
that again.  She couldn't handle it.

       "It's too late...it's too late for it..." Christina said, pulling
away like she was about to leave.  "It's all the past now Britney.  We
shouldn't see each other anymore.  It hurts too much to see you Britney."

       "No!  Don't say you won't see me!" Britney cried, little tears
starting to form at her eyes as she tried with all her strength to hold
them back.  "Tell me how you feel Christina!  It's not too late!  Make me
understand why you were so mean!"

       "Because I fucking loved you Britney!" Christina emotionally
shouted, not caring if anyone else heard her.  "Do you get it now Britney?
Is it making any fucking sense to you now?  I loved you Britney!  I didn't
want you to be with Kevin because I wanted you to be with me!  I would have
given you love!  Real love!"

       "Oh Chrissy..." Britney replied, tears starting to stream down her
face.  "Baby!  I love you too!  I did back then!  I still do now!  I
haven't stopped!  Please Chrissy!  Don't go!  I love you!  That's what I
wanted from you so much!  I didn't know you felt the same way!  I never
told you because I thought you wouldn't feel the same way and you'd think I
was stupid!  I love you Christina!  Please!  Please say you still love me!"

       "I don't," Christina lied.  "I don't love you anymore Britney!  It's
too late!"

       But even as Christina's words claimed that, her face told a
different story.  Britney could see that and she didn't accept Christina's
words.

       "It's not too late!" Britney insisted.  "It's never too late for
love!  Please Chrissy, I love you so much baby!  I never stopped loving
you.  I loved you the moment we first touched in the dressing room!  Please
don't go!  Stay with me Chrissy!  Stay forever!  I love you!  And I know
you love me too!  I see it in your eyes!  You do love me Christina!"

       "I don't," Christina continued to claim, even as her heart beat
stronger in her chest.  She just wished Britney had told her all this
earlier.  They could have avoided so much pain. They could have had so much
fun.

       "You do!" Britney said, hugging Christina again and feeling an
enormous sense of relief when the girl didn't pull away this time.  "You
love me Chrissy, just like I love you!  We can make this right!  I know we
can!  We can make it like before but only better!  Please Chrissy.  Don't
walk away.  Give us a chance!"

       "I...I...I...can't...it's too much pain...I can't be in love with
someone..." Christina sighed, even as her heart overruled her mouth and she
began hugging Britney back, loving the feel of their bodies pressed
together for the first time in what felt like forever.  "I can't do this.
You can't just say you love someone and make it all better.  It's too late.
Too much has happened.  I can't be in love with you Britney.  It's just
words...just stupid fucking words..."

       "No, when it's the truth it's never stupid," Britney claimed, unable
to help from pressing her lips to Christina's neck, making the shorter girl
moan softly from the tender kiss.  "No words matter more than when you say
you love someone.  I love you Christina!  I'll never stop saying it if
it'll make you realize you still love me too!"

       Their tears were drying and their anger cooling into something much
more intense.  Christina was about to say something when there was a sudden
interruption.

       "Ummmm Britney, they're kind of waiting for you," a bespectled man
said, sticking his head backstage and finding himself quite stunned at the
sight of the embracing couple of blonde pop stars.

       So much had happened in these last minutes that Britney had almost
forgotten there was an audience of industry types waiting out there for
her.  It was then that she had an idea.  It was a great idea.  It was a
perfect idea.  There was one thing she knew how to do.  She knew how to
sing.  She'd make Christina see her words weren't empty.  She'd make her
see that she really did love her.

       "I'll be out in a minute," Britney told her manager before she
turned her attention back to Christina.

       "Chrissy, let me show you I love you," Britney pleaded.  "Let me
show you how I really feel about you.  It's not just words.  It's my heart.
I want to prove myself to you!  Let me prove myself!"

       Christina didn't say anything.  She just nodded her head.  Britney
pulled away from their hug and smiled, the kind of sweet, happy smile that
Christina loved with every inch of her heart.  It was a beam of sunshine
amongst clouds and Christina felt her heart skip a beat at the sight of it.
Even after all the pain she couldn't help but see why she had fallen in
love with Britney in the first place.

       "Wait here," Britney said.  "Let me show you how I really feel."

       Britney then turned around and headed back to the stage.  Christina
was frozen for a moment, but instead of staying as Britney had asked, she
turned around and left.  She couldn't handle this.  It was just too much.
Too much emotion.  Too much confusion.  She had to leave all of this.

       Deep down Christina knew she wanted Britney to prove herself.  She
wanted her to prove that these weren't just words being tossed around by
them, but something more.  But Christina also knew that nothing brought
pain quite like love did.  She was scared of putting herself out there
again.  She didn't want to get hurt.  It wasn't worth all the pain.  She'd
been hurt before too many times by love.  How could she take that leap of
faith again?

       Christina walked out back into the audience, heading for the front
door.  She couldn't handle this.  She really couldn't.  But she gave one
last glimpse back toward Britney on the stage and that was when everything
changed.

       "I have one more song tonight," Britney said, seeing Christina out
in the audience.  "This is for someone very special to me.  Someone who I
love more than anything.  I hope this shows you how I feel baby."

       Christina froze in the doorway.  Was Britney going to out them right
there on the stage?  It had disaster written all over it!  But fortunately
Britney did something else.  She began to sing as her band started playing
behind her a slow guitar riff that was familiar to anyone who knew anything
about love songs.

       "Something in the way she moves attracts me like no other lover,"
Britney sang. This was one of her favorite songs ever and she just hoped
Christina would see how true her feelings were by hearing it.

       "Something in the way she woos me," Britney continued.  "I don't
want to leave her now.  You know I believe and how."

       There started to be a bit of a murmur in the crowd again.  Britney
was singing the song very well, but it did not escape the attention of it
there that she hadn't changed any of the words to be gender appropriate.
Britney was singing about a "she" and as far as they knew none of her exes
were women.

       But Britney paid them no mind.  She just kept on singing as
Christina stared at her from the doorway.

       "Somewhere in the smile she knows, that I don't need no other
lover," Britney sang passionately.  "Something in her style that shows me.
I don't want to leave her now.  You know I believe and how."

       Christina couldn't believe Britney was doing this.  She was
literally singing her heart out up there.  Christina had always loved this
song too and each word coming out of Britney's mouth touched her.

       "You're asking me will my love grow?  I don't knowwwwww I don't
know," Britney pressed on.  "You stick around now it may show.  I don't
knowwwwwww I don't know."

       By now the buzzing in the crowd was really starting to pick up
during the guitar solo as everyone tried to figure out just who the heck
Britney was singing about.

       "Something in the way she knows and all I have to do is think of
her," Britney sang.  "Something in the things she shows me.  I don't want
to leave her now.  You know I believe and how."

       The song ended and Britney heard the applause from the audience.
Despite the confusion, everyone had to admit that she had sung the song
extremely well.

       But Britney couldn't hear their applause.  She looked up at the
doorway and saw Christina was gone and her heart sank.  She hadn't been
able to do it.  She hadn't been able to convince Christina to stay.  She
hadn't been able to show her that she truly did love her.

       With tears starting to well up again, Britney dropped her microphone
and ran off the stage.  She had to get out of here.  If she didn't have
Christina then all of this was for nothing.  But before Britney could get
too far she nearly ran right smack dab into the woman waiting for her
backstage.

       "You stayed!" Britney gasped in surprised happiness as she again
found herself face to face with Christina.

       Christina didn't say a word.  She just grabbed Britney softly by the
face and kissed her with loving passion.  She didn't care if anyone saw
them and neither did Britney.  As far as they were concerned the rest of
the world didn't exist.  It was just the two of them and nothing else.

       They kissed with all the love their hearts could muster, the dams
breaking inside them and all their emotion spilling out.  Their heads spun
and their hearts pounded but all that mattered was this moment and this
kiss.

       "I love you Christina," Britney moaned when they finally pulled
apart.

       "I love you Britney," Christina replied, both of their faces covered
in happy smiles.

       Nothing more needed to be said and despite the audience waiting for
more of Britney, the two of them couldn't get out of the hotel fast enough.

* * * * *

       With Lauren's driver long gone, Christina had needed a ride and
Britney had been more than happy to offer her one.  They had gotten in the
back of Britney's limo and before the doors were even closed the partition
was being raised up so the driver couldn't see what they were up to.

       The whole way home was gone in a flash, the time flying by thanks to
all the kissing, touching and moaning going on in the back.  The two girls
didn't get too frisky though.  All their clothes stayed on.

       As tempting as it was for them to just fuck in the back of the limo,
something they'd certainly done many times in the past, they held onto what
little self control they had.  This had been such a long time coming that
they wanted it to happen some place softer and much more bed like.

       Britney was living in Malibu these days and Christina wasn't
surprised to see that her mansion wasn't far from THE mansion.  She was
happy Britney was so close.  She had a feeling there was going to be a lot
of times when they were going back and forth between their mansions.

       "Did you buy here on purpose?" Christina asked as the limo pulled up
past the gate.

       "Maybe," Britney giggled naughtily.  "Mmmm Kevin never had any idea
why I wanted to buy it so bad but I just wanted to be close to you guys.  I
kept hoping that we'd run into each other and this would happen."

       Britney then kissed Christina again, a gesture that was very
welcomed and happily returned.  But before they got too deep into making
out, the limo came to a stop.

       "Miss Spears, we're here," the driver said over the intercom.

       "Thanks, we won't be needing you again tonight, you can head home,"
Britney told her driver before she and Christina exited and zipped toward
the front door hand in hand.  They knew their actions were undoubtedly
raising eyebrows with the driver and they didn't care.

       The two shared another passionate kiss once they were inside and the
door was closing behind them.  There was no one else in the mansion then
except for Britney's kids and the nanny, all of whom, Britney assured
Christina, were sound sleepers.  But the girls didn't rush right into
tearing each other's clothes off.  Britney had something else she wanted to
do first.

       "And this is Jayden," Britney whispered as she and Christina hovered
over the crib the baby slept soundly in.  They kept things quiet so as not
to wake him and the sight of the innocent infant took Christina's breath
away.

       "He's so beautiful," Christina marveled in her tiniest voice as she
got her first look at Britney's second child.  She'd always loved kids and,
having first met Sean a few moments ago in the other room, Christina found
herself falling instantly in love with Britney's adorable offspring.

       "He's beautiful just like his mommy," Christina said, giving
Britney's arm a caress and making the singer beam at the compliment.

       "Thanks," Britney smiled.  "He's mommy's little darling.  Both of
them are. I love them both so much, Chrissy, that sometimes I think I'm
gonna explode.  Everytime I get mad at Kevin and think about everything bad
that happened, I just remember that at least he gave me these boys.
Sometimes that's the only thing keeping me sane."

       Christina could see exactly what Britney meant.  Just like Sean,
Jayden was absolutely adorable.  Christina felt the impulse to just grab
him and keep him because the infant was so cute that she was powerless to
resist him.  She had never seen Britney's kids before tonight and now she
had she understood better than ever what had kept Britney in her failed
marriage for so long.

       But introducing Christina to her children was far from the only
thing that Britney wanted now that she had the girl in her house.  After
all the time they'd been apart, what Britney wanted most was some time
alone with her beautiful blonde lover.

       "C'mon," Britney said seductively, running her hand over Christina's
back and then taking her hand in hers to pull her away from the crib and
out of the room.  "There's something else I want to show you."

       "Oh yeah?" Christina asked with a smile, sensing that whatever it
was Britney wanted to show her would involve the removal of all their
clothes.  "What'cha gonna show me Britney?"

       "You'll see," Britney grinned, excitedly pulling Christina by the
hand through the hallway toward her bedroom.  Christina had never been here
before and Britney was very eager for her to get very intimately acquainted
with the room, starting right now.

       Christina grinned right along with Britney.  She was giddy with
anticipation.  It had been so long since she and Britney had fucked and,
now that all that tension and anger were gone and had been replaced by the
confirmation of their love for each other, it felt a little bit like a
first time for them.

       Christina actually felt a little bit nervous, but she knew that
would quickly fade.  Indeed each step toward Britney's bedroom made the
butterflies in her stomach fade away to be replaced by horny desire for her
friend.  As they walked, Britney was leading the way and Christina's eyes
dropped down toward Britney's ass and how the sexy dress hugged her curves
tightly, almost taunting Christina with the hint of the delights she knew
lay underneath.

       Utterly unable to help herself, Christina playfully pinched
Britney's ass through her dress, getting a surprised yip from the singer.

       "Naughty girl," Britney giggled at the most welcome touch to her
backside.  She just hoped that pinching wasn't the only thing that
Christina wanted to do to her ass.

       "You know it," Christina smirked.  "But the question is what are you
going to do about it, Brit Brit?"

       "Mmmmmm this," Britney declared, turning around to kiss Christina
again.

       This kiss was softer and more tender than the ones they had shared
backstage.  The two were right at the door to Britney's bedroom and, as
they kissed, she pulled Christina inside.

       As soon as they were past the doorway, the kiss gained passion and
strength.  Their mouths opened and their tongues emerged once more to rub
together.  Both girls happily sighed and moaned into each other's mouths,
the two of them both overcome with joy at being reunited like this.

       As the kiss deepened, Britney brought her hands to Christina's face
and softly caressed her lover's beautiful features.  Christina then reached
up to her taller lover and did the same to her.  Both girls touched each
other's faces while they passionately kissed and soon they were grinding
their bodies together, getting as much contact against each other as they
possibly could with their clothes still on.

       Britney and Christina moaned blissfully while they kissed and
touched each other.  They held onto each other like they never, ever, ever
wanted to let go.  Every desire they had pent up for each other was flowing
through their veins, fueling them on and making their bodies ache for what
was about to happen.

       When Christina finally did pull her hands off Britney's face,
Britney groaned in disappointment and made a little pout with her mouth.
But Christina's intentions were soon crystal clear and the only sounds out
of Britney's mouth were moans for more as Christina reached up to push the
straps of Britney's dress off her shoulders.

       "Let me help," Britney offered, breaking their kiss so they both
could catch their breath.

       "No, I want to do it," Christina insisted.  "I want to strip you
bare, baby.  Don't you want that Britney?  Don't you want me to see you
naked?"

       "Mmmmmm yessssss," Britney groaned.  "More than anything.  Ohhhhh
Chrissy, it's been too fucking long."

       "Mmmhmm," Christina agreed.  "So let's start making up for lost time
and get good and slutty like we used to."

       Britney smiled happily at the sound of that and stood straight so
Christina could successfully push the straps of her dress off her
shoulders.  Doing so didn't cause the dress to fall right off Britney, as
Christina had envisioned happening, but it certainly kick started the
process and Christina was able to make more progress by tugging at the
dress and pulling it down her lover's body inch by inch.  Christina softly
sighed in anticipation as she did this, wanting more and more of the flesh
that she had denied herself for so long to be revealed to her.

       Christina's excitement grew with each bit of Britney that was
exposed by pulling down her dress.  It was like unwrapping a present and,
even though Christina was already intimately aware of every inch that was
underneath Britney's clothes, she was still very eager to get at it.  The
two girls resumed kissing and they both moaned as one when Christina got
the dress past Britney's tits.

       It had been obvious from the way Britney's nipples had been poking
against her dress that she hadn't worn a bra underneath it, but Christina's
pussy still quivered with desire when she got confirmation of that.
Britney's tits had looked so good pushed up, creating a deep cleavage, as
her dress had been pulled down, but nothing compared to the sight of them
naked.

       Once Britney's breasts were exposed, Christina paused her dress
removal efforts to immediately attack them.  She took Britney's heavy
mounds in her hands and massaged them, rubbing her palms against her
lover's swollen nipples as Britney tossed her head back and moaned loudly
with desire.  But Christina didn't just want to touch Britney's tits, not
when she already knew how good they tasted.

       "Mmmmmm ohhhhh Chrissyyyyy," Britney moaned, tossing her head back
again as she felt Christina's wet tongue dart out to lick at her bared
chest.  "Yesssss mmmmmm yessss babyyyyyyy!  Oooooh it's been soooo long!
Gawwd I never forgot how good this feels!  Suck my tits Chrissy!  Suck my
big, slutty tits!"

       As her pussy dripped right into her jeans, Christina did exactly as
she was asked.  She had both of her hands on Britney's breasts and her
mouth was greedily going after every inch of girl flesh she could get at.
Christina licked and kissed and sucked Britney's tits, teasing her swollen
nipples with her tongue and then engulfing them with her lips.

       Sucking on Britney's nipples made the girl coo with lust and
Britney's hands were soon in Christina's hair, caressing the soft, blonde
strands and urging her lover never to stop.  Little drops of excited sweat
were starting to form on Britney's flesh, slowly dripping into her cleavage
and down her neck onto her waiting chest.  Christina licked it all up with
eager lashes of her tongue, leaving Britney's wet, throbbing nipples behind
to shower her tender loving care all over her lover's chest.

       With the sound of Britney moaning for more dancing around her ears,
Christina didn't leave an inch of Britney's large breasts untouched.  The
more she touched with her mouth and tongue, the more Christina craved.
Tasting Britney's flesh had her addicted all over again instantly, even
after those long months of forced separation.

       Christina continued to caress the large mounds of girl flesh, loving
the feel of Britney's hand in her hair gently holding her down as she
kissed and touched all over the gorgeous chest that was now exposed to her
horny eyes.  She pressed her lips and tongue into Britney's cleavage,
slurping away at Britney's soft, pink flesh before going back to Britney's
nipples.

       Christina tongued Britney's right nipple, still pierced from an
earlier adventure of theirs, and then took it into her mouth.  God, it felt
like forever since she had seen Britney get this done and it also felt just
like yesterday.  Christina's pussy pulsed as she thought back to all the
sexy memories she and Britney had and also dreamed of a future where they'd
be able to outdo those memories and have even hotter, sluttier fun.

       "Ohhhh Chrissy!  Mmmmm baby I missed this so fucking much," Britney
sighed.  "Ooooooh gawwwwd no boy could ever make my tits feel this good!
Mmmmm only girls know how to make my big titties feel so nice and tingly!
And you're the best at it Chrissy!  You make my nipples so hard!
Yeahhhhhhh mmmmm when you suck on them like that you make me feel like
they're gonna fucking burst and I love it!  I love feeling you suck on my
big tits!"

       With a wet pop, Christina released Britney's pierced nipple from her
mouth and straightened up so she could kiss her lover.  As she did this,
Christina's hands moved up the sides of Britney's tits to the front of
them, rubbing her palms sensuously against her wet nipples.  Their lips
pressed together and the girls were quickly tongue kissing.  But before the
got too deep into their kiss, Christina had something she had to ask.

       "Did anyone...any other girls I mean...touch you as good as I do?"
Christina inquired, still rubbing her hands against Britney's tits,
massaging them lovingly.  "You know, while we were apart.  Did any other
girls fuck you as good as I do?"

       "No," Britney admitted with a blush.  "I...I...well...I wasn't with
any other girls..."

       That confession froze Christina solid.  She had expected quite the
opposite.  She had expected Britney had acted like she had and just gone
out and fucked a hundred girls while they were apart.  The idea that anyone
could just give up pussy like Britney was saying she had was insanity to
Christina.

       "Are you serious?" Christina asked, her jaw nearly dropping to the
floor "How could you not have fucked any other girls?"

       "It just didn't feel right," Britney said, shifting uncomfortably a
little as she stood there topless.  "I mean I couldn't...you know...get
into it.  I mean I wanted to.  I never stopped wanting to fuck girls.  I
missed you and all our friends so much, I missed how you all always made me
feel so good.  But every time I started thinking about going out and just
doing it with another girl I would end up thinking about you and how you
were mad at me and how you said you hated me and I just...just couldn't."

       Britney was about to say more, but her lips were silenced by another
kiss from Christina.  This was a long, tender kiss and when Christina
pulled away she brought her hand back up to Britney's face, softly petting
her cheek.

       "I don't hate you Britney," Christina said, regretting all the pain
she'd put her friend through.  "I never did.  I was just so, so mad.  I'm
so fucking sorry for all the things I said.  I don't hate you at all.  I
love you Britney."

       Britney smiled from ear to ear at the sound of that and threw her
arms around Christina, yanking her in for an even more passionate kiss.
The two lovers wetly kissed one another, pressing their bodies close
together as their lips and hands communicated the desire and lust they had
for another.

       "I love you too Chrissy," Britney said after the kiss broke.  "Even
when we were fighting.  I never stopped."

       That earned Britney another kiss from Christina, but this time it
was Britney's turn to end it so she could ask a question.

       "What about you?" Britney asked.  "How many girls have you been
with?"

       "A lot more than zero," Christina laughed.  "Mmmm baby I didn't even
bother to keep count."

       "Slut," Britney teased, her pussy getting even wetter as she
pictured Christina getting naked and fucking other beautiful girls.  "Tell
me.  Tell me who you fucked Chrissy.  Tell me all the nasty things you did
to those other girls."

       Christina was always eager to share and she didn't hold back here.
She told Britney about everything that had happened at the mansion.  She
told her about how she'd seduced Kelly Clarkson and made the American Idol
into a pussy craving slut like the rest of them.  She told her about how
Jewel had brought Jessica and Ashlee Simpson both to the mansion and how
they'd all seen just how naughty those slutty sisters could be.  And
Christina told Britney just how she'd run through every girl who worked at
the record label.  She confessed how she had more hot girls working there
than there were jobs available because she couldn't help but bring in more
and more girls to sink her tongue inside their gooey snatches.

       Christina didn't hold back and she confessed every dirty detail to
Britney, who was totally getting off on hearing it all.  While Christina
talked, Britney stepped back and pushed the rest of her dress off.  It
puddled around her feet and, once she stepped out of her heels, Britney was
left standing in just a flimsy pair of soaked, see through black panties.

       But Britney stopped there.  As Christina continued telling her each
and every detail of the girls she'd fucked, vividly describing the taste
and tightness of all the sluts she had working for her at the label,
Britney moved her hand down between her legs and started rubbing her pussy
through her panties.

       She always loved Christina's dirty stories, but after waiting for so
long to be reunited with her blonde lover, it made every nasty, slutty
detail even hotter.  Britney pawed at her pussy through her panties and
began rubbing her own nipples as she hung on every word.

       "Mmmmm that's sooooo hot," Britney sighed as she lewdly rubbed her
aroused pussy lips through her sheer panties.  "Ughhhh I wanna fuck Kelly
too.  Mmmmm and Jess and Ashlee.  I wanna see those sisters fuck like hot,
dirty whores.  Ooooh and I can't wait to get back to the label.  I wanna
fuck all the girls there too, just like you do.  I want them to see how
fucking naughty I really am.  Mmmmm I can't wait for them to see how slutty
you make me Chrissy."

       "Hey, who said you could go back to my label?" Christina demanded,
causing Britney to freeze in shock.  Britney started to stammer something
out, but Christina quickly took mercy and dropped the act.

       "I'm just teasing baby," Christina admitted with a laugh.  "You
should see the look on your face Britney.  It's fucking priceless.  Of
course you can come back.  The place isn't the same without you.  I need
you there Britney.  Someone's gotta help me keep those hot sluts in line."

       Britney giggled and Christina soon joined her, the two girls both
tingling with excitement.  After all this time, everything finally felt
right again for them.  It was like all the pain and distance between them
had instantly evaporated and things were just like they once were.

       The two girls kissed again and Britney got more aggressive, pushing
Christina further into the room.  They moaned and moved slowly together,
inching closer to the bed until they finally just fell down onto it,
neither of them breaking their liplock as they gently bounced on the soft
mattress.  Britney didn't even pause to pull the covers off.  They just
stayed on top of them, rolling around on the bed as they giggled and kissed
and rubbed each other everywhere they could.

       "Naughty girl Britney," Christina teased as she reached over and
rubbed Britney's pussy through her panties, making the girl suck her breath
in and moan in ecstasy from her touch.  "I can't believe you're actually
wearing panties for once.  I felt like every time I went online I was gonna
see you flashing the whole fucking world, but we're finally together again
and you actually put some panties on?  We gotta get these ridiculous things
off you.  Mmmmm I don't want anything keeping me from your pussy."

       "I'll never wear them again," Britney promised with a playful smile
as she proceeded to give Christina what she wanted by pushing her panties
down her long legs.

       Britney and Christina both moaned as Britney made herself completely
nude on the bed while Christina remained fully dressed.

       "Mmmm good girl, get naked for me," Christina urged as Britney
tossed her panties onto the floor.  "Now play with your pussy for me.  Show
me how wet that sweet little cunt of yours is for me."

       "Yessssssss sooooooooo wet," Britney hissed as she obeyed and began
rubbing the tender lips of her soaked pussy, putting on a show for her
horny lover.

       "Bet you did this to yourself a lot, didn't you?" Christina
playfully taunted, getting up on her side so she could stare at the fully
nude Britney beside her while the girl rubbed herself.  "Didn't you
Britney?  Bet you played with that little pussy of yours all the fucking
time dreaming of me, knowing Kevin could never fuck you as good as I could.
I bet he never even made you fucking come.  Mmmm not like I could anyway."

       "Noooooo no one makes me come like you Chrissy," Britney moaned, her
arousal ratcheting up as Christina pushed her left breast up to her tit
hungry mouth and began sucking it again.  "Oooooooooh fuckkkkkkkk
yessssssssss!!!  Mmmmmmmmm you're right Chrissy!  I had to play with myself
all the fucking time!  I had to finger my slutty fucking pussy and use all
my naughty toys on myself cause Kevin never made me come like you could!
Ughhhhhhh I was going fucking sex crazy without you baby!  My pussy was
always dripping for girls and I was sooooooo horny for it!  Mmmmmmm I
wanted you back so bad Chrissy!  I fucking need you Chrissy!  My bad girl
pussy needed to be fucked hard and dirty like you always did it!  Ooooooh
gawwwwwwd suck my titties Chrissy!  Mmmmm suck them while I fucking slam my
cunt for you!  Ooooooh Kevin never, ever was as good as you!"

       "Goddamn right," Christina grinned wickedly before giving Britney's
tits a slap, making them bounce.  "You remember that Britney before you
even think of looking at another boy again!  Ohhhhh Britney, mmmm baby you
look so fucking hot lying there like a slut for me, all naked and wet.
Mmmmm that pussy of yours looks sooo creamy and yummy!  Dirty girl, I love
that you're still shaved just like me!  I can't wait to rub our slutty,
shaved pussies together and get them all sticky with each other's cunt
cream!  Keep fucking yourself Britney!  Spread that pussy open for me and
show me how fucking wet you are!  Show me your pink you nasty whore!  Give
Xtina what she fucking wants!"

       "Yessssss I'll give you anything...anything you want baby," Britney
panted, her whole body quivering as she slid her fingers into her dripping
wet pussy.  She hissed with desire at the penetration and arched her back
up off the bed, working her fingers in harder with every nasty word from
Christina urging her on.

       Britney loved when other girls talked to her this way, but no one
did it like Christina.  No one made her feel as nasty and slutty and so
fucking good as her lover did.  Britney gave Christina just what she
wanted, she fingered herself hard and used her other hand to splay her
pussy lips open, showing off her pink folds and how they were dripping with
girl lust.

       "You gonna come for me Britney?" Christina asked, grinding her fully
dressed body against Britney's glistening nude flesh.  "Gonna come for
Xtina?  Gonna come thinking about all those girls I fucked?  Gonna think
about how I sucked Kelly Clarkson's pussy dry the other day while Rose
filled my little bitch ass with Mr. Snappy and took me deep and hard just
like she always took you!  Mmmm I know you fucking loved that big fucking
cock shoved up your naughty asshole!  If you're a good girl I'll let you
feel it again!  Mmmm and you can fucking eat me out like I ate out Kelly!
I know you must be dying to taste my sweet pussy again Britney!  That's it
baby!  Rub your little love button thinking about slurping my cunt with
your dirty slut tongue!"

       Britney just moaned and plunged her sticky fingers in harder.  She
had three digits buried inside her clinging folds now and they were getting
creamier with every touch against her clitoris.  Her breasts were jiggling
so enticingly and Britney felt the sweat start to really drip off her naked
body.  Mmmmm gawwwwwwwd she had missed this!  She had missed how amazing it
felt to act like this!

       "Good girl, finger your pussy for me!" Christina continued, licking
Britney's face as she squeezed the girl's tits roughly, making Britney moan
even louder.  "Think of me fucking all those girls!  Think of me pushing
Love and Alyssa and Jewel and Gwen and fucking everyone down to eat my
pussy!  Mmmm think of me fucking their faces!  Think of my juices dripping
down Jessica and Jennifer and all our slutty friends like Elisha and
Natalie and fucking dirty little Hilary and Lindsay!  Those whores can't
ever get enough of my honey!  And I know they're gonna want to lick you dry
too Britney.  Gonna come now?  Gonna come from thinking about all those
girls waiting to fuck you again?"

       "Yesssssssssss gonna commmmmmme!" Britney cried, her body tingling
and her pussy quivering in anticipation of going right over the edge.  But
before that could happen, Christina slapped her own hand down on Britney's
and brought her thrusting fingers to a complete halt.

       "Ohhhhhhh no you don't," Christina evilly laughed.  "No way do you
fucking get to come first Britney!  I'm not waiting another second to get
your tongue back where it belongs, bitch.  Mmmmmm I gotta have that tongue
of yours buried deep inside my snatch again Britney!  Make me fucking come
now slutty girl and maybe I'll get my face between your legs and finish you
off!"

       Britney knew she should have been angry at Christina for her making
her stop when she was so close to coming.  But there was nothing but love
and lust in Britney's heart then and she could deny Christina nothing.
Besides, as badly as she wanted to come, Britney wanted to taste the woman
she loved more than anything.  Waiting a little longer for orgasm was a
small price to pay for that.

       "Anything you say baby," Britney agreed with a smile, pulling her
hands away from her own pussy and getting them to work on Christina.  Both
of her hands were coated in pussy juice and soon those wet fingers were
staining Christina's clothes as they both kissed and giggled, rolling
around on the soft bed until Britney was on top of Christina.

       Britney leaned down and gave Christina another long, sexy kiss.
Their horny tongues rubbed together as Britney did what she had been aching
to do for so long and got Christina naked.  But instead of going for her
shirt first, Britney went right in for the kill and attacked Christina's
jeans.

       "Oooooooh you're totally soaked!" Britney squealed happily as she
ran her fingers over the crotch of Christina's jeans, the denim wet and
dark with desire.  "Mmmmm Chrissy, did I make your pretty pussy all wet
like this?  Did you get all hot thinking of fucking your slutty little
Britney again?"

       "Fuck yeah you teasing whore!" Christina groaned, lying flat on her
back on the bed and grinding her ass into the bed covers as Britney rubbed
her through her jeans.  "My pussy is on fire for you Britney!  I need you!
I need you to fuck me you slut!  I was gonna fucking come just from
watching you finger yourself but I want more!  I want that dirty tongue
buried in my cunt again, licking me raw and making me cream your pretty
face Britney!  Don't make me wait!  Fuck me!  Now!"

       Britney had been waiting for this moment for so long.  There had
been so many times when she had felt like she and Christina would never be
close like this again, but she had never truly given up hope that they'd be
reunited.  Now she had her wish and she wasn't going to wait.

       While continuing to smother Christina's lips with kisses, Britney
popped open the button to her lover's jeans.  Sliding her hand inside,
Britney cooed when she received confirmation of what the soaked fabric of
the jeans had hinted.  Christina had no panties on and Britney's fingers
felt nothing but hot, wet femininity between her legs.

       "Oh Chrissy, I love when you don't wear panties," Britney moaned in
between kisses.  "I love when your pussy is right there, wet and hot for me
to fuck!"

       "Then fuck it!" Christina urged, groaning passionately as Britney's
fingers teased her cunt lips.  "Fuck my soaked pussy!  Eat it like the
fucking cum starved whore you are Britney!  That is if you still remember
how.  Think you can do it Britney?  Think you can remember how to fuck a
girl or am I gonna have to fuck myself?"

       "I can do it!" Britney insisted with resolve.  "I want to do it!
I've been dying to fuck you for so long Chrissy!  I've been watching your
videos on MTV and thinking about you naked and us getting slutty and how
good you always tasted and how much I loved eating your pussy!  I'd get so
fucking wet all the time thinking about you!"

       Christina was about to tease her lover some more, but the words
disappeared when Britney started to make good on her promises of desire.
Christina's shirt had inched up to expose her firm stomach and Britney
kissed her way down it, licking up the sweat that was starting to form and
tasting her lover's perfumed flesh.  Christina cooed at the feel of
Britney's lips kissing her overheating skin, especially since as she did
this, Britney was also yanking down her jeans to expose her pussy in all
its shaved glory.

       "Mmmmmm yessssssssssss ooooooooh Britney!" Christina sighed
lustfully as the singer inched her way down her body, kissing her
bellybutton and tantalizingly moving her lips onto her thighs.  "I fucking
missed this so much!  I missed you baby!  I was so mad, but every night I
still wished you were in bed with me!  Mmmmmm yesssssss oooooh gawwwwwwwwd
I'm so fucking wet for you Britney!  God, my pussy's practically creaming
already for your tongue and you haven't even licked me yet!"

       Britney could definitely tell that.  Christina's pussy was nearly
juicing with horny need.  She could smell how aroused her lover was.  Mmmm
she could almost taste her pussy when she was kissing her thighs and
Britney got closer and closer with every kiss, pausing only so she could
get Christina's jeans all the way off and fling them away onto the floor,
leaving the girl completely bottomless in just a thin shirt and sneakers,
her swollen nipples seemingly about to rip through the fabric from
anticipation.

       Her mouth watering with some pretty intense lustful anticipation of
her own, Britney covered Christina's smooth thighs with kisses.  As she did
this, Christina spread her dance trained legs as wide as she could.  The
tiny girl was so flexible after all the dancing and all the fucking she'd
toned her body with that she practically could put her legs behind her head
if she so wished.

       By spreading herself as wide as she did, Christina splayed open her
pinkness, giving Britney's wide, happy eyes one hell of a view.

       "Mmmm you want me to do something to you Chrissy?" Britney giggled,
pulling up from her lover's thighs and tracing her fingers over where her
lips had just been.

       "Fucking slut, you know what I want," Christina groaned in
desperation, her body aching for Britney's touch.  "Fuck me Britney!  Fuck
me you gorgeous whore!  It's been too fucking long since you tasted my
pussy and I want it...no...I fucking need it now!  I need to feel your
tongue licking at my pussy and making me fucking come just like you used to
every goddamn night!"

       Britney just smiled and leaned back in.  She wanted that too.  She
had spent all these nights longing for it and to see Christina like this
again, her pussy all wet and hot for her, made Britney nearly cry with
happiness.  After all this time she finally had back what she wanted most
and it was so hard to keep herself together.

       But Britney managed to keep her composure.  Even though they would
have been happy tears, Britney willed them away.  She didn't want anything
to keep her from Christina now.  She let her lust control her and kept all
other emotions at bay as she hovered over Christina's puffy pink cunt lips,
spread open so tantalizingly for her as wetness drooled out and her lover's
pierced clit swelled up like a sexy little balloon.

       "Missed you soooooo much," Britney mumbled before she pressed her
lips right to Christina's splayed pussy and kissed it tenderly.  It was her
first taste of pussy in more than a year and Britney felt a surge of
ecstasy shoot right to her brain from it.

       Christina tasted even better than she remembered.  She was so
fucking delicious that whatever control Britney had was instantly shredded.
She kissed Christina's pussy again and again, pressing her lips to the
juicy folds and delighting in how they got soaked with yummy girl juice
each time.  But that soon wasn't enough for her and Britney's tongue darted
out to start licking.

       "Fuckkkkkkkkkkkk!!!" Christina groaned in ecstasy, her hands clawing
at the covers as she writhed on top of the bed from Britney going down on
her.  "Ooooooooooh baby yessssssss mmmmmmmmmm fuck yesssssssss!!!  You
haven't fucking forgotten how to do this, have you?  Mmmmmm you're still a
pussy starved little slut Britney and I love it!  Ohhhhhhhh you're making
me feel so gooood!  I love you baby!  I fucking love you Britney!"

       That was more than Britney could handle and the tears did start
flowing from her eyes.  She couldn't get enough of hearing Christina saying
that and her tears were all good ones.  She was feeling such a surge of joy
from hearing those words and being able to taste Christina at the same
time.  It was all she had ever wanted and, even as her unnoticed tears ran
down her eyes, Britney licked harder, wanting every sweet drop from
Christina.

       Getting her first taste of pussy had unleashed the horny pussy
licking devil Britney had stuffed inside herself all that time she had been
with Kevin.  As the juicy drops of feminine essence passed her lips and
tickled the tastebuds on her tongue before sliding down her throat, Britney
became a woman possessed between Christina's legs.  She licked her tender,
swollen pussy lips hard, not letting a single bit of her go unlicked and,
as Christina cried out her pleasure, Britney really unleashed the power of
her no longer tamed tongue.

       Britney furiously tongue fucked Christina, thrusting inside the
widely spread singer with all her pent up passion.  All the time she spent
away from girls didn't matter.  She hadn't lost any of the skill all those
nights in Malibu had instilled in her and she went after Christina with
only one goal.  She wanted to make her lover come.  She didn't care about
anything else.  She focused entirely on making Christina feel good and
within seconds the girl was bucking wildly on the bed, her half dressed
body racked with ecstasy.

       "Ohhhhhhhhhhh fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCKKKKKKKK!!!"
Christina screamed as the intensity of Britney's tongue fucking assaulted
her willing body.  Britney had been great in bed before, but never like
this.  It seemed like Britney wanted to make up for all their lost time and
Christina welcomed it with open arms and, more importantly, open legs.

       "Ooooooooooh you filthy fucking little slut yessssssssss
oooooooooooh yessssssss slam your tongue into my dripping cunt!" Christina
demanded.  "Tongue fuck me Britneyyyyyyyy yessssssssssss oooooooooh
yesssssssss fucking bury that tongue in my pussy!!!  OHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKK
YEAHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSS DO IT HARD AND FAST YOU PUSSY STARVED WHORE!!!
MMMMM FUCKING MAKE ME CREAM YOUR PRETTY FACE BRITNEY JUST LIKE I USED TO
EVERY NIGHT!!  YEAHHHHHHH I WANNA DRAG YOU BACK TO THE MANSION WITH YOUR
FACE ALL STICKY WITH MY CUM!!!"

       Britney shuddered with pleasure picturing that in her mind.  She
wanted to get herself completely covered in Christina's juices, getting
herself shiny and cummy from head to toe so the other girls at the mansion
could rip her clothes off and tongue her clean.  She pictured herself being
stripped bare and then tongued everywhere by Rose and Love and Jessica and
Jennifer and Jewel and Alyssa and everyone that was there while Christina
watched and fingered herself.

       Thinking those nasty, fun thoughts just made Britney fuck Christina
harder.  One was caressing Christina's thighs and the other was at her
lover's pussy, rubbing Christina while she tongued her.  She didn't just
want to taste Christina.  She wanted to devour her orgasm.  Britney wanted
a flood of cum from Christina.  She wanted Christina to feel so good that
the ecstasy from coming would be forever burned in her memory.

       Most of all Britney wanted Christina to know that even after
everything that had happened, she had never stopped dreaming about girls
and that she'd never lost any of her lust for her.  Britney wanted
Christina to see she could still be as hot and slutty as she'd been before
and that she could still fuck all the girls at the mansion like nothing had
changed.

       While Christina was too busy crying out her rapture and bouncing on
the bed like her body was pulsing with uncontrollable bursts of energy to
pick up on all the subtleties of Britney's message, she got the important
gist of it.  It really did feel like nothing had changed, like they'd
immediately fallen back into the fun they had so suddenly stopped.

       Christina didn't question anything or ask herself if they were
rushing things before they were ready.  She just rode the waves of pleasure
Britney was bringing her and it was such amazing, intense pleasure.  She
didn't regret a bit walking out of that orgy at Lauren's before.  There was
no way any of the other girls there could make her feel as good as Britney
was right then, tongue fucking her needy, soaked pussy and giving her
ecstasy on top of rapture on top of bliss.

       Everything Britney did to her felt incredible.  When Britney wasn't
tongue fucking her, sliding right up against her pierced clitoris with
hard, fierce thrusts, the girl was sucking away at the soft folds of her
pussy or nibbling enticingly on her splayed lips and doing everything she
liked.  Britney clearly hadn't forgotten a thing she'd been taught at the
mansion about fucking girls and Christina was lost in an absolute haze of
pleasure.

       As her body sweated and her mouth remained open in a frozen,
perpetual scream of sexual bliss, Christina lurched hard on the bed,
fucking Britney's face roughly.  Despite the love the two felt for one
another, there was nothing gentle about what was happening on the bed.  It
was pure animalistic passion and both girls were getting off hard on it,
Christina from the head she was getting and Britney just from knowing she
was making Christina feel amazingly good.

       The pleasure of Britney's face buried between her legs was so
intense that Christina barely took notice of the fact that her shirt was
still on.  It was only when she reached down to grab and squeeze at her
tits that she noticed she was only half naked.  That wouldn't do at all and
Christina knew her shirt had to go.  But while it would have been much
easier for her to simply pull the shirt over her head, Christina was hardly
thinking rationally then and instead decided to tear it off herself.

       With a loud rip, Christina shredded her own shirt and groaned with
happiness as she took her bouncing tits into her hands and squeezed them
passionately.  She didn't care that she'd just ruined her shirt.  It wasn't
important at all to her.  Christina was so deep in a pleasure haze that the
only thing that mattered was getting her tits in her hands and playing with
them so she could feel more bliss.

       The sides of Christina's now torn shirt hung off her shoulders as
Christina roughly massaged her own bouncing breasts.  Her nipples were full
and swollen with desire and Christina hissed in ecstasy as she pinched
them, twisting her piercing.  The little jolts of pain this caused made the
pleasure from Britney's tongue even more delicious and Christina fucked
Britney's face harder and more passionately, grinding her sopping, pink
cunt into her as she tugged at her nipples.

       "Ooooooooh you beautiful bitch yesssssssss mmmmmmmmm Britney you
sexy fucking, dirty whore," Christina babbled with long, happy moans.
"You're gonna make me come so fucking huge!  Tell me how bad you want it
Britney!  Oooooooh tell me how much you want my slutty cum!"

       "Mmmmm Chrissy I want it more than I want anything!" Britney
enthusiastically declared, pulling her sticky, cummy face up from
Christina's legs, while leaving her fingers there to keep on rubbing.  "I
wanna taste your fucking sweet, yummy cum more than I wanna breathe!  I
wanna drown in your juices baby!  I want you to fuck my slutty face just
like before and make me swallow every drop of your cum!  Mmmmm Chrissy make
me your cum licking whore just I used to be!  I'm your dirty slutty girl
Chrissy!  Make me eat your beautiful, wet pussy and take your yummy cream
all over my face!"

       "Fuckkkk yessssssss gooooooood girl," Christina groaned, moving one
hand off her chest to press it to the back of Britney's head.  She shoved
the girl back down to her pussy and compelled her to resume licking.

       Not that Britney needed any encouragement at all.  She was a
ravenous beast at Christina's pussy, starved for the taste of cum and the
hand on her head was hardly necessary.  But she liked it there anyway.

       Britney loved knowing that she was making Christina feel good and
that she wanted this as badly as she did.  She wanted them never to be
apart again and Britney knew the best way to start was blowing Christina's
mind with an orgasm.

       Britney ravenously tongued Christina, slurping up the juice that had
dripped onto her spread lips while they'd been talking.  She didn't miss a
drop and once she'd filled her mouth with Christina's juicy sweetness,
Britney went after her clitoris.  She jammed her tongue back inside
Christina's folds and attacked her clit with gusto.

       It was so pink and swollen right now that Britney couldn't have
missed it if she'd tried and she hit her target right on the spot with her
tonguing, slapping Christina's clit piercing around just like the singer
loved it before she pressed her lips to the bud and sucked as though her
life depended on it.

       "OHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKK!!!" Christina screamed, the ecstasy
shooting through her body and making her arch her back up off the bed.
"RIGHT THERE YOU FUCKING LITTLE SLUT!!!  OOOOOOOH YEAHHHHH BRITNEYYYYY I
REMEMEMBER HOW MUCH YOU LOVE BEING CALLED A DIRTY SLUT!!! FUCKING SUCK MY
CLIT YOU BEAUTIFUL WHORE!!!  OOOOOOOH BRIT!!!  YOU'RE MY FUCKING SLUT
BABY!!!  MY FUCKING DIRTY LITTLE NASTY PUSSY EATING SLUT!!!  YESSSSSSSSSS
MISSED THIS SOOOOOOOO FUCKING MUCHHHHHHHH!!!  YEAHHHHH MAKE ME COME PRETTY
BITCH!!!  MAKE ME FUCKING COMMMMMMME!!!"

       Britney truly loved being called a slut, especially by Christina.
Others did it to her to be mean.  They didn't know her.  Those fucking
tabloids didn't know her at all.  But Christina did.  Britney felt so safe
and happy with her and all their friends in Malibu.  She could call her a
slut.  They all could.  She knew there was love behind their teasing and
that's what made it so hot.  She wanted to be dirty for Christina.  She
wanted to be naughty. She wanted to make her feel good.

       As she moaned into Christina's pussy from all the dirty compliments
the screaming singer was showering down on her, Britney kept her lips
tightly sealed around Christina's clit.  She wanted Christina to come more
than anything and seconds later she got her wish.

       "FUCK YEAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Christina howled to heaven, her spasming,
creaming pussy grinding all over Britney's happy face.  "OOOOOOOOOOH
FUCKING BITCHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOOH YEAHHHHHH MAKING ME COMMMME!!!
MAKING MY PUSSY FUCKING CREAMMM!!!  TAKE IT BRIT BRIT!!!  TAKE EVERY SLUTTY
DROP FROM MY FUCKING CUNT!!!  YESSSSSSS OOOOOOOOOOOOH GAWWWWWWWWWWWWD!!!"

       Christina shook and lurched on the bed, her brain soaking in
endorphins as the rest of her body felt as though it was bathing in bliss.
She held her hand firmly to Britney's head, not loosening her grip a bit as
she came.  She didn't want Britney to even think about pulling her lips and
tongue away, not when having her there felt so good.  Christina kept the
girl pushed down by her fingers in her hair as she lewdly and passionately
ground her creaming, quivering pussy all over her face.

       "OHHHHHHHH OHHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH YEAHHHHH!!!" Christina
continued to scream as Britney kept on licking.  As she fed the girl her
cum, Christina felt her orgasm rock every cell of her body.  And Britney's
busy tongue just made it better.  At a time when other girls would have
slowed down, Britney just sped up, licking and sucking her clitoris and
gulping down her juices.

       Britney's smile was a mile wide as she ate Christina's orgasming
pussy.  It was even more delicious than she remembered and she didn't want
to stop licking.  Every drop made her want more and even as Christina
cycled down from the peaks of her orgasm, Britney kept on licking and
sucking.

       When she finally pulled away from Christina's clit, she didn't move
far.  Britney merely moved her tongue away to clean up the now cream coated
folds of Christina's pussy, licking up her messy orgasm.  She still kept
her mouth fused to Christina's cunt, lapping away like she truly was
starved for girl cum.

       "Oooooooooooh babyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!" Christina squealed in dreamy
delight.  "Ahhhhhhh yesssssssss oooooooooooh fuck yessssssss you dirty
little slut!  Mmmmmmmm Goddddddd keep eating my pussy baby!!!  Ooooooooh
you made me fucking come and now you're gonna get me coming right after the
other Britney!  Oooooooooh yesssssssss that fucking tongue feels sooooo
good in my pussy!  Mmmmm gonna make me come again!!!"

       "That's what I want," Britney breathlessly gasped, pulling her juice
soaked face up for just a moment.  "I want that so fucking bad Chrissy!
I'm gonna keep licking you baby!  I'm gonna lick you till I lick your pussy
dry!"

       This was just like their first time.  After their fight in the
dressing room at the concert they had suddenly started kissing and soon
they were tearing each other's clothes off.  Britney's first taste of
Christina's pussy had gotten her totally hooked and she hadn't been able to
get enough.  After licking Christina to an orgasm, Britney had kept on
going for more, just like she was doing here.  She hadn't been able to get
enough Christina that day and she damn well couldn't here either.

       Christina just pushed her head back onto the pillow and groaned
blissfully.  If this wasn't heaven it was damn close.  She was naked except
for the shreds of her shirt and her silly sneakers still on her feet.  Her
bare ass rubbed lewdly into the bed covers as a fully nude Britney rested
between her legs lying on her belly, feeding off her cunt and driving her
once again toward the heights of ecstasy.

       Britney's tongue felt amazing on her sensitive, already well licked
pussy.  It wasn't going to be long before she was coming again and
Christina knew it.  Britney's tongue was making her body shake and tingle
and the pleasure was almost too much for her frazzled brain.  Almost.

       Christina had absolutely no desire to make Britney stop what she was
doing, but she also knew that such generosity had to be rewarded.  As she
continued to moan and writhe on the bed from what Britney was doing to her
pussy, Christina extended a simple command to her cum famished lover.

       "I want you too Britney!" Christina gasped as pleasure rushed
through her veins.  "Fuck my face with your pussy!  God, you've gotta be
fucking soaked by now Britney and I wanna suck that cum right out of you!
Fuck me while I fuck you!  Feed me your pussy baby!"

       Britney had been hoping Christina would say just that and with a
horny giggle she straightened up, pulling her face up from Christina's
pussy to show just how wet her lips and chin were.  Christina's juices had
gone down her chin onto her neck and seemed destined to slowly dribble onto
Britney's tits as well.

       As she lay there on the bed, her mind still spinning from her last
orgasm and the thirst for more, Christina couldn't take her eyes off
Britney's large tits as they gently swayed back and forth from the singer
composing herself.  Britney ran her fingers up over her chin to collect the
stray girl juice and greedily fed it to herself, her body absolutely
glistening with a sheen of perspiration and her smile broad and sunny.  If
Christina hadn't been in love with her before, she would have fallen at
that exact moment.

       "C'mere," Christina said, holding out her arms as she closed up her
legs enough for them both to be comfortable.  "Come to me Britney."

       Britney fell right into Christina's arms, kissing her the whole way
as their sweaty bodies ground together.  Christina's hands caressed
Britney's flushed face again and she couldn't help but notice what had
happened.

       "Baby, were you crying?" Christina asked, concerned that something
was wrong.  Why else would someone cry while eating pussy?  It didn't seem
quite right.

       "Mmmm yess, but it's all good," Britney assured her lover with a
smile.  "Only happy tears from now on Chrissy."

       The two singers pressed their lips together again and began touching
their tongues.  But the girls didn't spend too much time kissing.  Not when
their pussies still demanded attention.  Britney quickly repositioned
herself so the two singers were in a 69 with her on top.

       Christina's legs were still open more than enough for Britney's
tongue to work its magic.  Britney hovered over Christina's pussy for a
moment to admire it's slick cumminess and how pink and ready she was for
more before she dove back in.  Britney buried her face into Christina's
cunt, her blonde hair draping down onto her lover's thighs as Christina
returned the favor and slid out her tongue as well, taking a long, sensuous
first lick of Britney's drooling lips.

       That got a pussy muffled cry of delight from Britney and instantly
brought Christina back under the spell Britney had had her under before
their breakup.  Mmmmmm God, she was still soooo sweet.  Christina had loved
the taste of Britney's pussy before but now absence had definitely made the
heart grow even fonder.  She couldn't believe she had let her own anger and
stubbornness keep her away from this for so long.  How could she have been
so stupid?

       Licking Britney just reminded Christina why she had fallen in love
with the girl in the first place.  It was like their souls were perfectly
in mesh.  They were both insatiable nymphos with naughty streaks a mile
wide.  And Christina had always admired Britney's good heart and how it had
forced her to see things in a positive way even when Christina's tendency
was usually just the opposite.

       Britney clicked perfectly with who she was and Christina was
reminded vividly of that as the taste of the singer's juices soaked her
tongue.  She flashed back to all the wonderful times they'd shared both in
and out of bed and it made Christina long for this never to end.  She
didn't just love Britney.  She absolutely adored the girl and she never
ever wanted that to change.  She just wish her stubbornness and pride had
let her see that earlier.  They could have spared each other so much pain
and gotten right back to doing what it was they both did best.

       Christina was lost in her lust and happily so.  There was nothing
better than being licked while licking another wet pussy.  Of course a hard
cock up the ass at the same time was even more awesome, but Christina
wasn't going to be too greedy tonight.  Not when she already had Britney
back in her life, her sweet pussy in her face and her wonderful tongue in
her own snatch.

       Christina was happier than she'd been in more than a year, but even
though her heart was filled with love right then, she still couldn't help
but indulge her wicked side.  Pausing for a moment in her licking,
Christina pulled her tongue out of Britney's gooey wetness and licked all
the stray juice off her lips before speaking.

       "Naughty girl, feeding me your pussy while you eat me out mmmmm
licking my pussy raw," Christina groaned.  "You fucking love this more than
anything in the world, don't you Britney?  Getting naked and nasty with
another hot chick.  Now you know there's nothing better, don't you?"

       "Yesssssss nothing better," Britney moaned in agreement, just
wanting Christina to get her tongue back inside her.  She'd waited so long
to feel a woman's touch on her pussy again.  Longer than she ever felt she
could stand it.  And she didn't want Christina to wait another second
before giving her more.

       "Please Chrissy please lick meeee," Britney begged.  "I missed your
tongue so much baby!  I missed how good you make me feel!  I need it!  God,
I fucking need it sooo bad!"

       "You just better not ever leave me again for some stupid boy,"
Christina grinned before doing what she'd been dying to do since Britney
had dropped her dress.  Her hand smacked down hard on Britney's bare ass,
spanking the girl from underneath in their 69.

       "Ohhhhh fuck yeahhhhhh!!!" Britney groaned lustfully, her eyes
closing as she felt the exquisite sting on her naked flesh.  "Spank me
Chrissy!  Spank me for being a bad girl!  Harder!  Please Chrissy!  Treat
me like the fucking slut I am!"

       "Yesssssss such a dirty slut," Christina replied with a moan of her
own as she slapped Britney's ass again.  "Mmmmm you love getting this sexy
fucking ass of yours spanked Britney.  I haven't forgotten!  I know just
how to make you my fucking little slut!  This is your fucking punishment
Britney!  No more boys for you!  Only hot, slutty girls!  You're a damn
dyke now Britney!  You're my slutty little lesbian bitch!  Promise me!  No
more fucking boys!"

       "YESSSSSSSS!!!" Britney screamed, Christina's nasty words and hard
smacks to her ass driving her wild with lust.  "Ooooooooooh gawwwwwwwwd it
fucking hurts and I love it Chrissy!!!  Yessssssss I promise!  No more
boys!  I'll be your fucking dyke slut Chrissy!  I'll be the biggest slut in
the whole fucking world for you baby!  You and all our nasty friends!
Ooooooh Chrissy!  I'll be anything you want me to be baby!  I'll be a
nasty, slutty lesbian fuck toy for you to play with!  Mmmmm only girls now!
I promise!"

       This was an incredibly easy promise for Britney to make.  Her
experience with Kevin had turned her off men, probably for good.  Plus the
lust Britney felt for women certainly hadn't cooled with all the time she'd
been away from the mansion.

       She'd blatantly checked out other girls whenever she could, eagerly
going with Kevin to strip clubs and helping herself to more than a few lap
dances, loving the feel of the sexy dancers grinding their naked bodies
into hers and wishing more than anything it was one of her Malibu friends
doing it.

       Britney often marveled at how the tabloids proceeded to go and get
just about everything in her life wrong.  But one of the secrets of hers
they'd nailed was how much girl on girl pornography she'd kept around her
house with Kevin.  She'd gotten it on the excuse that she wanted to spice
up their lovemaking but the videos were really for her viewing pleasure.
Whenever Kevin was gone she'd strip naked and get her fingers or her toys
out to watch the porn stars fuck each other and think back to all the fun
she'd had with all her sexy girlfriends.

       But right now Britney didn't need to remember those past times.  She
could focus on all the fun she knew she was going to be having soon.
Britney would have gladly made herself exclusive to Christina if that's
what she wanted, but Britney knew she wouldn't.  She'd want them both to
dive back into the fun at the mansion and Britney couldn't wait to see
everyone again.

       Her bare cheeks stung from Christina's slaps and each hard, loud
smack to her butt had Britney squealing in rapture.  God, Christina always
knew how to give her slutty ass the sexy spanking it deserved and the
smacks to her sensitive flesh just made the pleasure she felt more intense.
Britney humped her pussy against Christina's face with each slap and
Christina's tongue was quickly buried inside her, licking at her tender,
soaked folds in perfect time with the hard touch of her hand.

       Being spanked at the same time made being licked feel so amazing.
Britney hadn't felt pleasure like this in so long and she felt her orgasm
coming quickly.  There had been so many nights when Britney had been so
lonely in bed, staring up at her ceiling and wishing Christina was there to
lick her to sleep, just like she had all those times before.  Now she had
that pleasure again and it was sweeter than any sex dream or memory could
be.

       With Britney's ass plenty pink and tender from Christina's repeated
slaps, she finally pulled her hand away.  Christina wished she could see
how good Britney's ass looked all sexy and spanked, but being underneath in
their 69, Christina had barely any eyesight at all.  Not that she really
needed it, though.  Her sense of taste right then was all that mattered and
Britney tasted so fucking good.

       Now that she was reunited with the essence of her lover, Christina
realized just how much she'd missed her sexy friend's flavor.  It was a
true awakening for Christina as she finally fully felt how she'd missed
everything about Britney.

       Wrapping her mind around this had Christina licking Britney harder,
parting the lips of her pussy with her tongue as it burrowed deeply inside
her.  After all their nights sharing a room and making love every chance
they got, Christina had once known Britney's pussy even better than she'd
known her own.  And now she was happy to see that all the hot spots she'd
once known how to lick in her sleep were still the keys to Britney's
ecstasy.

       Of course feeling Christina's tongue lapping away at her pussy,
sliding all over her lips and then pushing inside to lick her pinkness and
tease her clitoris had Britney licking harder right back.  The two girls
rocked each other in their 69, fucking each other's face passionately as
they licked furiously at each other, neither of them able to get enough of
the other's taste.

       Britney squealed and moaned, her breaths coming in hot gasps as she
licked away at Christina.  She tongue fucked her sexy, slutty lover with an
enthusiasm that hadn't tapered off a bit since the first lick she'd taken
tonight.  She and Kevin had barely touched each other in the final weeks of
their marriage and she hadn't been with anyone since, regardless of what
the tabloids claimed.

       It had been one of the longest sex dry spells in Britney's life.
But none of that mattered now.  She had the lover she'd longed for again
and this moment was totally worth having to go without for as long as she
did.

       Christina's clitoris throbbed under her tongue and Britney bathed it
expertly.  She had already worked off whatever rust she'd developed in her
technique since the last time she'd been with a woman and she licked
Christina's pierced clit like an artist, tonguing her most sensitive spots
and fucking her with sexual precision.

       But Britney knew she could do more than just lick.  Her fingers had
gotten plenty of work in on herself since she'd married Kevin and Christina
was so wet that Britney was easily able to slide two of them inside her for
some playtime.

       The penetration of her fingers into Christina's tight folds got a
muzzled scream of pleasure from between Britney's legs.  Christina panted
and cried out her bliss and rewarded Britney with an even harder licking.
That made Britney scream out her own pleasure as her brain spun with the
intensity she knew could only come from good girl sex.  But as good as
Christina's tongue felt, licking and fucking her, Britney didn't let it
distract her.  She kept her focus entirely on Christina as they 69'd.

       Her body still hadn't fully recovered from the bliss of her first
orgasm and Britney had her already on the verge of a second sexual
explosion.  Christina knew that deserved a very special reward and she
grinned naughtily as she dragged her tongue from the spread lips of
Britney's cunt up toward her asshole.

       Once there, Christina gently teased Britney's puckered hole with her
tongue, softly licking it and tantalizing her lover with the promise of
more as Britney's body stiffened in pleasure and she let out a low moan of
absolute carnal lust that was very nearly a growl.  That was as sure a sign
as any that Christina was giving Britney what she needed, but before she
really got to work, Christina suddenly paused, a question popping up in her
mind at a most inconvenient time.

       "Britney?" Christina softly asked, not knowing what answer she'd
get, but hoping for the one she wanted.  She wasn't mean or teasing in her
tone.  She was gentle and curious and didn't even use the raw language that
usually spilled off her lips with ease.

       "Did Kevin...did he...did he take you here ever?" Christina asked,
not quite sure why this mattered to her, but knowing that it definitely
did.

       It was a tense moment of expectation for Christina before she got an
answer and happily it was the one she had been wanting.

       "Nooooooo," Britney sighed, the feel of Christina's tongue teasing
her hole making her ache with need for more.  "Never.  He...I...never
there.  He begged for it.  But I never...never gave it up to him there."

       "You swear?" Christina pressed.  She thought about spanking
Britney's ass again to emphasize her point, but instead her instincts sent
her in a different direction and she began to gently massage the sensitive,
pink cheeks, making Britney coo happily.

       "Mmmmmhmmmmm!" Britney moaned.  "I swear Chrissy!  I never, ever
have let a guy fuck me there!"

       "Good girl...mmmmmmmmmm very good girl," Christina replied, keeping
her gentle rubbing going.  She supposed Britney might have been lying to
her, but she didn't think she was.  And even if she was she didn't want to
know.

       Christina knew she was being a hypocrite here.  She'd let guys fuck
her ass lots of times and had always gotten off hard on it.  But she loved
knowing that Britney's ass was for girls only.  It comforted her.  She
didn't want it to be touched by men, especially Kevin and she fully
unleashed her tongue on Britney.

       She kept her hands on Britney's butt cheeks, spreading them open,
and started licking her, rimming her tight asshole and letting her hot
saliva just roll right into it to be lapped right up.

       "Ooooooooooooooh oooooooooooh ooooooooooooh Chrissyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!"
Britney cried.  "Ohhhhhh Godddddddd baby yesssssss!!!  Lick my ass!
Ohhhhhh gawwwwwd I knew Kevin could never make it as good as you could so I
never let him!  Ughhhhh and I was so fucking right!  Mmmmmmmmm gawwd you
know how to lick my slutty little ass soooooooo fucking good!  Yesssss
mmmmmm tongue fuck my ass Chrissy!  You make it so wet and nasty!  Mmmmmmm
feels soooooooo hotttttt!!!"

       "Come for me Britney!" Christina gasped in between licks.  "Come
from me tongue fucking your ass!  Come for me like a dirty, naughty slut
Britney!  Mmmm we're so fucking made for each other Britney!  Both of us
are nasty fucking sluts!  Mmmm we're goddamn fucking whores for each
other's pussies!  Oooooh and our tight asses too!"

       Christina started licking as soon as the words were past her lips.
She wetly rimmed Britney's hole as her body quivered in ecstasy from
Britney's fingers and tongue inside her pussy.  Their 69 rocked on, Britney
on top as they both moaned and sweated and pleasured each other silly.
With every hot lick Britney gave her pussy, Christina gave two to Britney's
ass, spitting into her hole and then diving in with her tongue to nastily
lick the girl she loved.

       Britney just moaned.  If she'd been able to speak she would have
told Christina she was totally ready to come and she wanted to come so bad
for her.  But the rimming of her tight asshole was making her brain turn
into a sexy pile of mush and Britney's tongue was also well occupied
licking Christina's clitoris while her two fingers rubbed the swollen bud,
making it swell even more for her.

       But Christina didn't need words to know Britney was close.  She
could feel it from the heat on her friend's body.  Christina had been with
so many girls that she'd lost count long ago and she knew just how to read
a woman's body, especially when it was something as simple as whether or
not a woman was about to come.

       Christina thought about keeping her tongue buried inside Britney's
ass.  She'd made the hole so wet with her saliva that penetrating her for a
good, nasty tongue fucking would have been incredibly easy.  That had been
Christina's plan when she had first started rimming Britney.  But
ultimately the allure of tasting Britney's pussy again was too much to pass
up.  She'd waited so long to taste Britney's orgasmic cream that waiting
even a little bit longer just seemed ludicrous to Christina.

       So she pulled her tongue from Britney's ass and burrowed it back
inside her pussy, going right for her clitoris and showering it with sexy
licks.  Christina hardly left Britney's ass untended though.  She took two
of her fingers and pushed them into her hole, making Britney buck on top of
her in their lewd 69.

       It was a snug fit for her fingers and Christina relished knowing she
and everyone at the mansion were going to have a hell of a fun time
loosening Britney's ass back up again.  She finger fucked Britney's ass
with her probing fingers while her tongue lapped at her clit and Britney's
reaction was just what Christina wanted.

       "OHHHHHH GOD YESSSSSSSS CHRISSY YESSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSS
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Britney screamed as she came with a rush that not
even she was prepared for.  She'd been hoping to hold back a little longer,
but Christina's double attack on her holes made that impossible and Britney
happily surrendered to the pleasure.

       "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOOOOH FUCKING COMINGGGGGG!!!" Britney cried
out frantically, not caring if she woke the children or the whole
neighborhood.  "YESSSSSSSSSSS COMING LIKE A FUCKING, DIRTY, NASTY
SLUTTTTTTT!!!  GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDD YESSSSS CHRISSY I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUU!!!"

       Britney had a lot more to say as the pleasure exploded intensely
inside her, making her toes curl and her eyes roll back, but she silenced
herself.  She gathered up every bit of energy she had and plunged her
tongue back into Christina, lapping at her clitoris with everything she had
while her cum covered fingers rubbed it raw.

       That got Christina going again too and the blonde singer took care
of the rest for herself.  She wanted to come with Britney and she willed
herself the last bit of the way there.  Being able to taste Britney while
she still got herself licked and had her clitty rubbed was an amazing
experience and Christina pushed herself over the edge by wrapping her brain
around it and letting the mental rush just flow over her like a wave of
bliss.

       As Britney continued to scream her orgasm into her pussy, Christina
did the same back to Britney.  Their 69 rocked even harder, Christina's
hands now gripping tightly to Britney's bare ass so they couldn't get an
inch away from each other, their bodies practically fused in white hot girl
lust.  They came together with huge rushes of screams and creams, hollering
their pleasure into each other and making the bed shake from their
intensity.

       They fed each other their orgasmic juices as they fucked each
other's faces, leaving their soft skin sticky and cummy, just how they both
liked it.  Christina's loud screams of ecstasy couldn't be fully muffled by
Britney's pussy and that made Britney cry out louder too.  Even as they
came, they still pleasured each other, licking frantically at each other's
creaming cunts to get every last sweet drop onto their tongues.

       Eventually, though, their rocking slowed and they cycled down from
their ecstatic highs.  When they finally eased away from their 69, Britney
fell back onto her bed on her back, gasping and smiling in rapture, her
face sticky and flushed, just like Christina's was too.  Their tits bounced
as their chests heaved from the struggle for both of them to catch their
breaths.  But breathing wasn't high on their priority list then, more
kissing was.

       Britney turned toward the smiling Christina and caressed her pink
cheek as she kissed her friend and once more lover.  She had missed this so
much and the kiss she placed on Christina's lips was returned with just as
much love and tenderness as was given.  The two singers moaned into each
other's mouths, kissing much more lovingly than before.  They had burned
off all the pent up desire, but their intense feelings for each other
hadn't cooled a bit.

       "Never leave me again," Christina said softly, returning the favor
to Britney by caressing her face.

       "I never will," Britney promised before kissing Christina one more
time.  "I love you Chrissy.  I never..."

       But before Britney could say anything more she saw that Christina
had dozed off in her arms.  The sex had actually tired Christina out.
Britney didn't think she'd ever seen that happen before and, while she did
giggle at the sight of it, she didn't wake Christina and instead let her
lover rest.

       Britney softly played with Christina's blonde hair and snuggled up
against her.  This was what she missed most of all.  Even more than the
amazing sex.  She had Christina back in her life and suddenly everything
seemed good again.  For the first time in a long time, Britney was truly
and completely happy.

* * * * *

       As Eliza dried her hair with the towel her body was still tingling
from what had happened in the shower.  She hadn't meant to get as soaked as
she did, but she hadn't been able to help it.

       After getting all sweaty and sticky on the bed, all of them had
needed to freshen up a little and so they had piled into the shower and it
had been inevitable that once they did, there'd be more playtime under the
water.

       The shower had been just big enough to accommodate her, Kirsten,
Scarlett and Hayden with enough room for them to maneuver.  They'd happily
washed each other all over, soaping up each other's naked bodies and
cleaning each other off with the spray from the showerhead.  Now that she'd
learned just how incredible girls could be, Hayden had been particularly
handsy in the shower and hadn't been able to get enough of any of their
bodies.

       The taste she'd gotten of Eliza before had triggered a powerful lust
in Hayden for more pussy and the horny teenager had eagerly eaten out all
three of them in the shower.

       Eliza smiled as she remembered vividly how hot the angelic seeming
blonde teen had looked on her knees, her wet hair clinging to her as her
skin glistened from the shower water while all three of them had taken
turns fucking her face.  They'd taken her young tongue one after the other,
feeding her their pussies under the shower as Hayden had licked wildly, but
enthusiastically at them.

       When Eliza had left the shower, Hayden and Scarlett were still going
at it, with Hayden licking Scarlett from behind so she could feel her ass
while she licked.  Scarlett had looked amazing bent over against the shower
wall, soaked from head to toe from the water as she kept one palm pressed
to the tile and the other grabbing at her tits while Hayden licked away and
Kirsten showed the teenager just how to use the shower massager on Scarlett
to get her screaming out in pleasure.

       Eliza hadn't wanted to leave, but she was getting plenty pruny and
needed a second to collect her thoughts anyway.  It had been an incredible
night and, as she finished drying her hair back in the bedroom, Eliza
wondered if she should try and add to it by telling her surprise to Kirsten
or hold off until tomorrow when things had calmed down a little bit.

       Before she could ponder that question any further, however, Eliza
found that choice made for her when she felt a familiar body press against
her from behind, nuzzling her neck.

       "Did you like my presents?" Kirsten asked, her wet hair pressing to
Eliza's body.  Eliza was in a bathrobe, but Kirsten was naked and eager to
get her wife that way again too.

       "Mmmm Kiki, I loved them," Eliza said, turning around so she could
properly thank Kirsten with a kiss.  "Baby, that was incredible.  I don't
know how you did it, but getting those two here was amazing."

       "You taught me how," Kirsten smiled.  "Mmmm you're the reason I'm so
dirty, baby.  You're the one who showed me how to pick up chicks."

       "And don't you forget it," Eliza teased, unable to help playing with
Kirsten's tits as they talked, rubbing the firm, pink mounds, still damp
from the shower. "After all we can't have the student outdo the teacher too
often."

       "I'm just glad you had fun," Kirsten said, laughing at the
comparison.  "I wanted to get you a great present that you'd always
remember."

       "Well you definitely did," Eliza replied, making quite an
understatement before she spilled her own surprise too.  "Kiki, I got you a
present too."

       "Oooooh is she cute?" Kirsten giggled.

       "It's not a person," Eliza admitted, feeling a little inadequate now
since Kirsten had brought home two beautiful, sexy girls for them to play
with and all she had were some grand plans for later.  "It's something
else."

       Eliza then launched right into her plan about how they'd renew their
vows.  She told Kirsten how she wanted them to invite as much family and
friends as they wanted so they could do it right this time and not just in
some middle of the night ceremony with a drunk minister.  She told Kirsten
how she could have the dress, the flowers, the everything her heart desired
and at first Kirsten didn't say anything.

       "So...what do you think?" Eliza asked, hoping for some kind of
reaction.  "Would you marry me Kiki...again?"

       Kirsten didn't say anything to that either.  She just pulled Eliza
in and kissed her wife passionately.

       "Baby, it's the best kind of present," Kirsten squealed with a happy
smile, loving the idea more than any hot girl they could ever bring into
their bed.  "I love it.  I love you Eliza!"

       Eliza grinned in relief that Kirsten had reacted just as she'd hoped
she would.  The two resumed kissing but were soon interrupted by two
giggling, happy naked girls.  Scarlett and Hayden had exited the shower and
had apparently found Kirsten and Eliza's toy box because Hayden now had
Eliza's strap on around her waist.

       "How do I look?" Hayden asked naughtily as she giggled and modeled
the toy, still not believing she was doing this but loving every moment of
it.  "Mmmm I've always kind of wondered what it would be like to have a
dick."

       "I think you look great sweetie," Scarlett assured the teenager,
their bare bodies still glistening from the shower.  "But if you're going
to have such a hot cock then you've gotta get yourself a slutty cocksucker
to enjoy it with."

       Without saying another word, Scarlett volunteered herself for the
job by kneeling down in front of Hayden and showing her that she didn't
just know how to lick pussy like a demoness.  She also knew how to suck a
mean cock.

       Seeing those two go at it right in front of them certainly got Eliza
and Kirsten's attention and Eliza undid her robe and shrugged it off her
shoulders, sending it onto the floor and leaving her just as naked as
Kirsten was.  She took Kirsten's hand and the two eagerly made their way to
the other end of the bedroom to join in the fun with Hayden and Scarlett as
the older actress wetly slurped away at Hayden's fake dick.

       Wedding plans would have to wait.  The fun was just getting started
tonight.

* * * * *

       With a start, Christina suddenly awoke from the light sleep she'd
been under.  She was struck by the sensation of not knowing where she was.
She'd felt that more than a few times after a night of passion and it
always got her heart racing.  But just as quickly as she'd awoken, the
realization of where she was came over her like a soothing calm.

       She was at Britney's.  It was her bed.  She was definitely somewhere
safe.

       But, as she looked around the bedroom, Christina realized something.
She might have been in Britney's bed, but Britney was nowhere in sight.
This brought another surge of panic from Christina.  Where did she go?  Had
she left?  What the hell was going on?

       Christina quickly calmed herself, though.  Of course Britney didn't
leave.  It was her house.  Christina chided herself for being so panicky,
but after what she and Britney had just gone through she supposed it was
natural to be a little emotional.

       Deciding to search for Britney, Christina got up off the bed and
quickly realized she was still naked except for her sneakers.  Normally
walking around naked was second nature to Christina, but she hadn't
forgotten this was Britney's mansion and she might not have wanted her
walking around naked in front of her kids.

       Pausing to finally get her damn shoes off, Christina grabbed the bed
covers and turned them into a makeshift robe for herself.  She wrapped them
around her nude body and went looking for Britney.

       She quickly discovered her whereabouts when she heard her lover's
voice softly singing.  Christina followed Britney's voice towards Sean's
room and she peeked inside to see Britney holding her first born son close
to her, rocking him gently.  Obviously he'd woken up in the night because
Britney was singing him a rather natural lullaby.

       "Before you cross the street, take my hand," Britney sang softly to
her child, holding him close as she sat in a chair next to the crib,
unaware she was being watched.  "Life is just what happens to you when
you're busy making other plans.  Beautiful beautiful beautiful beautiful
boy.  Darling darling darling Sean."

       Britney then kissed her once again sleeping baby on the head and
gently placed him back in his crib. Christina just wished those assholes at
the tabloids could see what she was seeing.  They all took such glee at
portraying Britney as some monster mother, but now Christina could see the
truth.

       "Hey you," Christina said with a whisper as she came up behind
Britney, taking care not to wake Sean up again.

       "Hey," Britney replied with a smile.  She had her robe on over her
body and when she turned around and gave Christina a hug, the cover clad
singer couldn't help but slide her hand inside to happily discover Britney
was bare underneath.

       But the two girls didn't do anything more.  There was slutty
behavior and then there was inappropriate behavior.  Getting it on in front
of kids definitely crossed that line.  Instead Britney and Christina both
turned back toward the crib to stare in at Sean as he slept.

       "He's so cute," Christina sighed, little hearts more or less dancing
in front of her eyes as she stared at the baby.

       "Mmmhmm," Britney replied, before gently touching his forehead.
"Chrissy, we're gonna be the best mommies ever."

       Christina's eyes reflexively went wide at the sound of that.  Her?
A mommy?  To Britney's kids?  How'd she sign up for that?  But then she
looked at Britney and then down at Sean and then back at Britney and
relaxed into a smile.  Maybe that wasn't such a crazy idea after all.

       Maybe she could really get into this whole love thing and all the
little bonuses that went along with it.

* * * * *

       Sarah stared up at the ceiling in her bedroom.  She was lying flat
on her back in her bed, but sleep wouldn't come.  There was nothing she
could do to force herself into unconsciousness short of taking a pill for
it and Sarah wasn't about to start going down that route.  She already had
the unhappy marriage.  Why further the Hollywood cliché any more by getting
hooked on sleeping pills?

       She was alone in the bed but that was nothing compared to how alone
she felt on the inside.  Freddie had already left for Prague without her
and wouldn't be back for more than a month.  Sarah knew she had the money
to fly herself out there if she wanted to see him but at that point the
last person she wanted to spend any time with was her husband.

       She was so mad at him.  He'd left her alone at Christmas to go and
further his career.  None of her friends would have done that.

       Thinking that just had Sarah's mind going back to what had happened
at Damon's.  Did she even have friends any more?  She still ached inside
from Love yelling at her like that and then everything that had happened at
Alyson's had just made it worse.

       She had never meant to hurt anyone but she had ended up hurting all
the girls she cared about.  She had abandoned her housemates and now she
had gone and used Alyson like some cheap slut she could go and see whenever
she needed sex.

       Sarah knew everything they had said to her was true.  As much as she
tried to deny it to herself and say that she had done what was best for her
marriage and for her and Freddie she knew she had really been scared and
selfish.  She hadn't taken the feelings of any of the girls she cared about
into account.  She had only thought of herself.

       She had been too busy trying not to be like Jennifer after her
failed marriage to realize that she had put herself in a worse situation.
Now Sarah felt completely alone.  She stared up at the ceiling and let the
misery wash over her like a cloud.

       It rested heavily on her chest and Sarah didn't even try to push it
off.  She wanted to feel sorry for herself.  She wanted to feel miserable.
It was all she deserved after what she had done to her friends.

       Her friends never would have treated her like Freddie had by leaving
her when she needed them the most.  She had never been able to connect with
her husband the way she had with her housemates.  There was none of the
same chemistry.  None of the same passion.  None of the same love.

       Of course Sarah also knew that her friends in Malibu never would
have treated her the same way she had treated them.  None of them would
have snuck off in the middle of the night without so much as a goodbye.
God, what had she done?  How could she have made such a huge mistake?  How
could she have fucked up her life so badly?

       This was hardly the first time that Sarah had asked herself these
questions, but tonight they were louder than ever in her mind.  She
couldn't stop thinking of Love's tears and her beautiful friend's anger at
her.  She couldn't stop thinking of the hurt in Rose's eyes.  The girl that
never seemed to feel any emotion other than lust had obviously been in pain
seeing her again.  Sarah couldn't get the bitterness in Alyson's voice and
the sadness off her face as she had told Sarah what happened between them
felt cheap out of her mind either.  It was all so much for Sarah and it was
on her chest like a heavy slab of rock.

       Sarah now knew she had made a mistake.  How could she not after all
this?  She had made the wrong choice.  The fact that she was all alone
tonight when her friends never would have ever left her like this was proof
of that.  She never should have married Freddie.  She should have stayed at
the mansion with her housemates.  She should have stayed where there was
real love and real emotion.  She should have stayed where the people truly
cared about her.

       But now that she had reached this conclusion, Sarah had no idea what
to do about it.  It wasn't like she had access to a time machine to go back
and stop herself from leaving in Jamaica.  She couldn't change the past.
But was there something to be done about the future?

       That idea froze Sarah's mind.  Could she change the future?  Could
she actually do something to make it better?

       Just because she was married to Freddie now didn't mean it had to be
forever.  Things weren't working.  Sarah couldn't pretend that they were.
Why make herself miserable over her mistake when she could actually go and
make things better?

       Alyson was right.  It wasn't good for anyone for her to stay in an
unhappy marriage.  It wasn't fair to Freddie and it wasn't fair to her.
She had to do something to stop this misery.

       But how?  How could she make things better?  Her housemates hated
her.  But did they really?  Maybe they were just angry.  Maybe deep down
the hurt could be healed.

       Sarah had to know.  She had to know if Love and Rose and Jennifer
and everyone still felt for her like she felt for them.  She needed them.
She needed to have these beautiful women back in her life.  She needed to
go home.

       She'd made that wish a year ago but she had done nothing to actually
make it happen.  Wishes didn't just come true when some fairy godmother
drifted down and waved a magic wand.  You had to actually work at it.
Sarah had done nothing this whole year to make her wish a reality and now
she was kicking herself for it.

       Was it too late for her?  Could she repair the bridges she'd burned
in Malibu and reconnect with her friends?

       There was only one way to find out.  She had to see them.  She had
to see her friends.  But how could she do that?

       Sarah feared if she called they'd just hang up on her after what
happened today and she didn't just want to show up at the mansion out of
the blue and expect forgiveness.

       She had to talk to her friends.  She had to see them.  She had to
connect with them just like she had once before.  And then an idea suddenly
crept into Sarah's head.  It was ridiculous.  No way could she do that.
She was just being silly.

       But the more she thought about it, the more the idea grew in her
head.  She turned it over in her brain a bunch of times, pondering it and
wondering if it would work.

       It could work.  It might work.  It was a risk, but Sarah now knew
she couldn't just do nothing and let things stay as they were.  The more
she lay there in bed staring up at her ceiling the more she knew things had
to change now or never.  She had to find out how her housemates truly felt
and if she could finally make things right with them.

       But she was going to need help.

* * * * *

       It was nearly dawn by the time all the girls made it back to Malibu
from Lauren's.  The sun was just starting to peek over the horizon as
Jennifer turned the key to the front door and everyone piled inside, tired,
but happy and definitely very sticky.

       "Ughhhhh I'm gonna soak in the tub for the next week," Alyssa
groaned as she threw her coat and bag right down on the floor of the foyer
and didn't even make the attempt to hang any of her stuff up.

       "Well maybe you should have thought of that before you took on half
the guys there," Rose teased.  "You reek of cock Lyssa."

       "Mmmmm I know," Alyssa happily laughed.  "And I wasn't complaining.
I love it.  Besides, you're one to talk Rose.  I saw what you were up to in
there.  Don't even act like you haven't even seen a cock lately.  Mmmmm you
were sucking and fucking like a little slut in there too."

       That got a laugh from everyone else as Rose grumbled and scrunched
up her face like she was angry over this, when in fact she was anything
but.

       "Yeah Rose, I'm surprised you even want to live with us anymore,"
Jewel cracked.  "I thought you'd wanna stay at Lauren's and play with your
new boyfriend some more.  Or maybe even move into another mansion, one
filled with dudes."

       "Quiet you little bitches," Rose snapped playfully, unable to keep
from smiling.  "That was just a one time thing and it's totally Love's
fault.  She was so cock hungry she got me into it too.  She practically
forced me to do it.  I'm totally gonna cry rape on you Love for making me
do that to that silly little boy.  You went and got me into trouble you
naughty slut!"

       "Mmmm and you loved it," Love giggled, kissing Rose's cheek and
hugging her.  "Besides, you already knew I was irresistible when you first
moved in so I can't be held accountable for your actions.  Anyways I know
you liked sucking cock and feeling him fuck you.  You were sure screaming
out when you came."

       "Oh yeah? Get up to my room so I can get Mr. Snappy on and show you
what I really fucking like," Rose challenged, turning around so she could
kiss Love's lips, a gesture the busty brunette immediately returned.

       "Mmmmm pleaaaaaaaaase," Love begged.  As tired as she was, she could
never deny herself a deep dicking from Rose and Mr. Snappy.

       "Gawd, didn't you two get enough in there," Jennifer said, shaking
her head.

       "No," Rose and Love replied together, both of them smiling brightly.

       "Yeah me neither," Jennifer admitted with a laugh, knowing full well
if Rose started fucking Love she'd be stripping down in a heartbeat to lay
back and spread her legs so Rose could do her next.  She was still a little
sore from what had happened at the party, but that couldn't stop her pussy
from reflexively getting wet at the idea of being stuffed with Mr. Snappy.

       "So what about you Jen?  You disappeared on us pretty suddenly in
there and now all of a sudden you're walking funny," Alyssa pointed out.
"When are you gonna spill what happened in there?"

       "Who said anything happened at the party?" Jennifer coyly replied.
"Maybe I just went out for some air or something."

       "Unless the air fucked you raw then there's no way you should have
that dreamy look on your face," Alyssa teased.  "C'mon Jen.  It's written
all over you.  You got yourself fucked at the party just like the rest of
us.  Now tell it girl."

       "Hmmm I think I'll just head up to bed right now, I'm soooooooo
tired," Jennifer said, ignoring Alyssa's probing as she yawned loudly,
stretching out her arms.  She didn't want to be so mysterious about this,
but it wasn't an easy answer to give her housemates.

       Since all of them had gone and gotten themselves some cock at the
party, or in Alyssa's case lots of cock, Jennifer didn't feel embarrassed
at all about what had happened.  There wasn't any shame in this and she did
really want to tell.  She wanted to tell all her housemates how Fluffy had
bent her over the sink and fucked her pussy from behind better than even
Brad had.  His huge cock had stretched her and filled her more than she'd
ever felt in her life and she'd been coming from the first push he took
inside her.

       Being with Fluffy had made her pussy cream so many times that she'd
lost count and that didn't even count the times she had made Gwen or
Cameron eat her out while Fluffy was fucking them.  Jennifer was still
tingling from feeling Cameron's tongue on her clit as she'd rode the leggy
actress' face while she was flat on her back, Cameron's long legs slung
over Fluffy's shoulders as he drove deep into her with his monster dick and
Gwen had watched, fingering both her pussy and ass at the sight of her
friends getting fucked by her secret lover.

       Jennifer felt so amazing from that and she didn't want to hide what
had happened.  But she also didn't want to blow Gwen's cover.  Whatever was
going on between them it was clearly something more than a casual fuck and
since Gwen had confessed to her that morning in the bathtub, Jennifer
wasn't about to betray that confidence even if it meant not being able to
brag.

       Fluffy had actually left the party before they had.  Once he had
realized Christina was gone, he had felt horrible, thinking he had let her
down and violated some kind of bodyguard's code or something.  He had gone
off looking for her and Gwen had stuck to him like glue, tagging along and
leaving Jen wondering if they had actually gotten very far looking for
Christina or if they had just gone off for more sex.

       "Fine be that way, but you won't be able to keep that secret for
long," Alyssa pouted before she took on a fake German accent.  "Ve have
vays of making you talk, Miss Anistonnnnn."

       Jennifer giggled as Alyssa proved this by coming up behind her,
lifting up her dress and sliding her hand into her panties, rubbing her
still damp pussy and making her well fucked and super sensitive lips
quiver.

       "Ooooooh," Jennifer cried before Alyssa stopped just as suddenly as
she'd started.

       "Bitch," Jennifer laughed when Alyssa pulled her fingers away.

       "You know it sweetie," Alyssa grinned before she gave her fingers a
little lick.  "Maybe now you'll think twice before keeping sexy secrets
from your friends."

       "What should we do about them?" Jewel asked as she pointed towards
Lindsay and Hilary.  The two young girls had come inside without a word and
thrown themselves on the first couch they saw, where they were now soundly
sleeping, their youthful bodies completely fucked out after the night's
debauchery.

       "Pffffffft amateurs," Rose said dismissively with a wave of her
hand.  "I swear these kids today, can't even handle a simple little orgy.
I weep for the future."

       "Just leave them there," Love said as she peered down at how Lindsay
and Hilary had fallen asleep in each other's arms, Hilary's head leaning
down against Lindsay's.  "They look pretty comfy.  I feel ready to just
crash myself."

       "Yeah me too," Jewel admitted.

       "I wonder if Christina came back?" Jennifer asked as everyone made
their way up the stairs toward their bedrooms.

       "I tried her cell a bunch of times but she didn't pick up," Rose
said.  "She's either got it off or she's just not answering."

       Everyone peeked inside Christina's bedroom and confirmed that not
only wasn't she there but the room was still completely made up, indicating
she hadn't come home at all.

       "If we can't find her in the morning, we'll go look for her," Rose
declared, unable to stifle a big yawn of her own.

       "Ooooh who's the amateur now?" Love couldn't help but tease.

       "Yeah?  Keep talking like that and you're gonna get it good," Rose
said, advancing on her housemate and pinning her against the wall.  "Mmmm
you're gonna get it good right up your ass."

       "Promises, promises," Love laughed.  She was pretty tired herself
but she still couldn't help but get wet at the idea of one more fuck,
especially if it involved Rose taking her ass.

       In fact when everyone went to their own bedrooms to crash, Love
tagged along into Rose's and also brought Jennifer along with her.

       "You really do want more?" Jennifer marveled as she didn't resist a
bit too Love dragging her into Rose's room with her hand.  "God, you're
insatiable tonight Love."

       "Well maybe I just don't feel like sleeping alone," Love admitted,
showing her intentions weren't entirely lustful.  She stepped out of her
heels and wiggled out of her dress, letting it fall right onto the floor
around her feet, leaving herself in just a black bra and g-string panties
as she took the liberty of crawling into Rose's bed and sliding under the
sheets.

       "Mmmmmm soooo comfy," Love moaned as she snuggled up under the warm
covers.  Rose certainly didn't mind Love crashing in her bed.  It had
happened so often that it definitely felt lonely when she didn't wake up
with someone else pressed to her.

       Rose's only complaint was that Love was still in her underwear.
Rose always slept naked and she liked her guests the same way.  But she
supposed she could easily rectify that once she got in bed too.

       Bed sounded pretty good to Jennifer then too, but her friend radar
was starting to go off inside her and she sensed Love had something more on
her mind than sex and sleeping arrangements.  She didn't want to pry, but
she also didn't want Love to think she didn't have someone to talk to about
whatever was bothering her.

       "Sweetie, is everything ok?" Jennifer asked, sitting down on the
edge of the bed next to Love and softly playing with her housemate's hair.

       "Yeah, everything's fine," Love insisted, but the tone of her voice
and the look on her face confirmed Jennifer's suspicions.

       "You can talk to us if something's wrong," Jennifer urged.  "You
look like you've got something on your mind.  You can tell us.  Did
something happen at the party?"

       "No, nothing like that," Love said before finally breaking her thin
resolve.  She did want to talk about this and she appreciated that
Jennifer's caring attention.  "It's just that...well...today with Sarah..."

       That definitely got Rose and Jennifer's attention.  Rose had been
busy undressing and was down to her panties as she sat down on the bed to
talk to Love too.  They really hadn't touched much on what had happened at
Damon's office that afternoon.  Going to Lauren's had been an excellent
distraction, but it hadn't changed what had happened.

       "I was just so...so mean to her," Love sighed.  "I never meant to be
so mean.  I just don't know why I did it."

       "Sweetie, it's ok to be angry," Jennifer assured her troubled
friend.

       "Yeah, and she deserved it," Rose added. "She treated us bad in the
first place.  She shouldn't have been upset if we were more than a little
pissed about it."

       "I just wish I could take it all back," Love said.  "It didn't make
me feel any better to be angry.  It just made me feel worse.  I hate how
she hurt us, but I didn't want to hurt her back."

       "It's gonna be ok," Jennifer said.

       "How?" Love asked and Jennifer had to admit she had absolutely no
answer to that.  She didn't have the faintest idea how things were going to
be good between them and Sarah again after what had happened before and she
didn't know how to tell that to Love.  Fortunately, Rose was there to make
a save.

       "You're tired Love," Rose said.  "Get some sleep and we'll talk
about it in the morning."

       "I'm not tired," Love insisted before she was betrayed by another
big yawn.  "Well maybe I'll just rest my eyes for a second."

       "You do that," Rose said, getting up off the bed so she could finish
what she had started and wiggle out of her panties.  Just as she suspected,
Love's second of resting her eyes turned into something a lot more and by
the time Rose had her panties off the girl was fast asleep.

       "What a day," Jennifer declared as she slowly got up off the bed to
make sure and not wake Love up.  "Wow, I don't think I could take another
ride on a roller coaster like that.  It was just a little too much."

       "Tell me about it," Rose said, stretching her tired muscles and
jutting out her bare breasts in the process.  This gave Jennifer one hell
of a sight to gawk at, something that definitely caught Rose's attention.
"God, stare much Jen?  Take a fucking picture. It'll last longer.  You act
like you've never seen my tits before."

       "I can't help it," Jennifer grinned.  "Mmmmm they're just so hot I
can't resist."

       Jennifer then reached over to take the beautiful, pale mounds into
her hands and gently play with them, getting Rose moaning in no time.

       "Mmmmm keep that up and neither of us are going to be getting any
sleep tonight," Rose said, always loving the feel of her friend's soft,
skilled hands on her body.

       "Would that be such a bad thing?" Jennifer replied with a chuckle.
She knew neither of them needed an excuse to fuck each other all night, but
she also knew that both of them were due on set in the morning.

       So Jennifer reluctantly pulled her hands off Rose's chest and picked
her bag up off the floor like she was about to go.  But Rose quickly put a
stop to that.

       "Whoa whoa whoa, where do you think you're going?" Rose demanded.
"My bed can fit a lot more than two in it and you're not going anywhere
tonight."

       "Is that a fact?" Jennifer asked with a smile. Both of them had
their own wounds from seeing Sarah that day, but right now neither of them
wanted to address them.

       "Bet your ass it's a fact," Rose said, wrapping her arms around
Jennifer's waist so her naked tits were pushing up against Jennifer's
through her dress.  "Now get those clothes off and get in bed before I rip
them off you."

       Both sounded like very good options to Jennifer, but she chose the
one that didn't end with an expensive dress ruined.  She dropped her bag
and began undressing and just as she let her dress fall off to show her
bra, Rose got to the catch of her offer.

       "Of course if you want to stay, then you have to tell me what
happened to you at the party," Rose smirked like the proud devil she was.
"You were practically floating when we left.  So spill it Jen.  Everyone
already knows I got myself fucked so now it's your turn to confess."

       Jennifer just smiled at being caught in this trap.  She wanted to
tell.  She wanted to tell everyone what had happened and how incredible it
had been.  She knew Rose would totally get off on the story.  Hell all her
housemates would.  But, as hard as it was, Jennifer would have rather
stayed silent than betray Gwen's confidence.

       "I can't," Jennifer insisted.

       "Of course you can," Rose scoffed.  "What is it?  A fucking state
secret?  Spill it Jen."

       Rose looked like she wasn't taking no for an answer and Jennifer
didn't want to fight her on this.  She really, really wanted to tell.
Maybe...just maybe there was a way to do this without revealing Gwen's
secret.

       After all it wasn't like she had to tell about Gwen's part in all
this.  Just her own.  And she could always make Rose promise not to tell
anyone.  Jennifer knew Rose's word was as good as gold and the secret of
her encounter at the party was raging inside her, demanding to be let out.

       "Well..." Jennifer said smiling as she couldn't help but break.
"You know Christina's bodyguard Fluffy..."

* * * * *

       Since it was practically dawn already, the next morning wasn't too
far off.  After all they'd done that night, the girls were all exhausted
and many had just crashed into their beds as soon as they'd gotten to their
rooms.  But, as the rest of her housemates slept, Alyssa was up and making
coffee.  She had a feeling her friends would be needing it that morning so
she made it extra strong.

       Just as she'd promised, Alyssa had gone immediately into the tub and
soaked her sticky, tired body.  She had lost control at Lauren's and she
loved it.  Her body was still tingling from the hard fuckings she'd gotten
and the smile on her face hadn't faded a bit.  Taking on both of those
big-dicked studs had only been a start for her.  Alyssa had taken on
another and then another until she was putting on a seriously hot show for
her housemates and Lauren's guests by having four guys at once.

       Alyssa could still hear their moans and gasps as she had taken two
hard cocks in her mouth at once, shoving them in as deep as she could fit
them while she was also being fucked hard in her pussy and ass.  Mmmmm she
had gotten all of her holes stuffed soooo good and Alyssa had loved that
her friends had all been watching her.  It had made it even hotter.

       Not that Alyssa was going back to dudes full time or anything.  Her
first time years ago with Holly Marie Combs and Shannen Doherty had been so
incredible that Alyssa knew then she would always crave a woman's touch and
nothing changed that since then.

       Being with guys was a fun little diversion, something she liked to
do when she went to Lauren's, but this was where Alyssa wanted to be.  Her
place in the world was at the mansion with all her sexy girlfriends.

       In fact Alyssa had made it a point of showing off how much she loved
pussy after her little four on one encounter by putting on another show and
burying her tongue inside Christina Ricci's tight little cunt while Eva
Longoria licked her from behind.  Mmmm Eva's tongue had felt so amazing and
Alyssa had rewarded the pierced Desperate Housewife by getting a strap on
and fucking her raw before giving the same treatment to her fellow WB
refugees Kristen Kruek, Allison Mack and Erica Durance and then