Harem

This is Part 6 of The Harem: Chapter 11. If you're reading this out of order then you're probably hopelessly lost. Please send feedback to KMB2476@aol.com

"Rose...I-" Christina began as she walked into Rose's room.

"Don't even try Christina," Rose said, smirking her excitement from ear to ear. "I don't care if you are fucking her. That girl is toast!"

"She didn't mean anything by it," Christina protested. "She was just mad about Alyssa and Justin. Don't be too rough on her!"

"I'll be as rough as I fucking want to be," Rose promised. "And what the fuck is wrong with you Chrissy bringing that dumb slut in here? She's got the goddamn IQ of cottage cheese!"

Rose laughed in reaction to her own remark She hadn't felt like this in weeks. All the doubts and insecurities that had plagued her psyche were gone for the moment. She was doing what she wanted to do and it felt so liberating. She didn't want to be a moody, recluse in her own house. She wanted to be like she was and let everyone here know she was still the same Rose who fucked them silly whenever she wanted to.

Christina's continued pleas fell on deaf ears as Rose searched for her closet. It had only been a few weeks, she couldn't possibly have lost this, could she have? Suddenly she found it and gleefully picked it up. She slid it onto her body and moaned as it fit her like a glove.

"Now that's what I'm talking about," Rose grinned evilly. It was like Superman and his cape and the timid Rose was gone. She walked out of her closet wearing Mr. Snappy and slowly playing with the shaft. Christina gasped when she saw what Rose was doing and she suddenly lost her desire to protest. That thing could tear Britney apart, but part of Christina wanted to see that very badly.

"Get out of my way Christina," Rose stated. "You're more than welcome to bring that hot little pussy of yours into the action, but this is my show now. Britney has a few things to learn about her fucking attitude."

Christina knew there was no way she could stop Rose. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to stop her. There was nothing that got her going quicker than the sight of Rose with Mr. Snappy dangling between her legs. Now she wasn't thinking about protecting Britney anymore. She was thinking that if she was a good girl maybe, just maybe, Rose would fuck her too.

Britney stood in the same spot of the room Rose had left her in, too scared to move. She couldn't believe this. She was standing there half naked and shivering with nerves. She had no idea what was about to happen. Rose couldn't possibly hurt her, could she? What did she have in mind for her? The not knowing was almost as bad as having it happen to her. All of Britney's wondering ceased when Rose walked back into the room.

"No way!" Britney gasped. "No fucking way!"

"Not so cocky now, are you?" Rose laughed. "What's the matter Britney? Don't you like it? Don't you like my big fake cock? You should feel right at home with it. It's probably made out of the same plastic they made those tits of yours out of."

Britney's face burned with embarrassment. She was about to say something in response, but she never got the chance. Rose grabbed her and kissed her hard, beginning to work out all the pent up aggression she'd stored over the last few weeks. She jammed her tongue into Britney's mouth and, out of habit, the singer began to come around. Even though Rose had her totally intimidated, it was still a hot girl tongue inside her. Britney even found herself getting wet from the kiss. Rose's tongue was unrelenting in her mouth and Britney couldn't help but moan a little.

This was all so confusing, Britney thought to herself as the kiss continued. She knew Rose was angry at her, but now it was like she wanted to fuck her? Britney thought this was too weird, even as the idea of taking that plastic cock inside herself came with a wave of arousal She tried to stop from feeling that way, but her body reacted despite the fear she felt.

"That's enough of that," Rose said, pushing Britney away from her mouth and leaving strands of saliva that broke easily. "It's time you properly introduced yourself to Mr. Snappy, Britney. Why don't you get down on your knees and show me what a hot little cocksucker you are?"

Britney's face blushed again. She looked over to Christina for help, but she saw none was coming. She saw the plastic dangling from Rose. It looked enormous! There was no way she could fit that in her mouth!

"No...I won't..." Britney protested, but that just resulted in Rose grabbing her by her blonde hair and tugging firmly on it.

"What's the matter Britney?" Rose mocked. "Too used to Justin's itty bitty little pecker? Afraid to try a real cock in your mouth? Don't you think a hot little slut like you could handle it?"

Though they had only fucked once, Britney had sucked Justin off a few times while they were together. But what he had was nothing compared to the long, thick plastic Rose was packing now. It was terrifying and stimulating all at once, just like Britney was beginning to find Rose to be. It hurt to have Rose pull her hair like that, but it also felt good to have her call her a slut. Britney loved that. This was so confusing to her. Part of her wanted to run away and the other part wanted her to drop to the floor and spread her legs as far as they could go.

"Now get those fucking slut lips of yours on my toy," Rose ordered, pushing Britney to her knees. "Try and put that fucking mouth of yours to good use for once!"

Britney was still to scared to offer much resistance as Rose pushed her to the ground. She fell onto her knees and found herself looking face to face with Mr. Snappy. The head of the toy was just like a real cock, so it wasn't something Britney was completely unfamiliar with. She was just too intimidated to proceed she wasn't sure what do and Rose quickly became fed up.

"I said suck my fucking cock Britney!" Rose growled. She took Mr. Snappy in her hand and slapped Britney across the cheek with it. Britney gasped at the sting of the plastic against her face and Rose did it again. She was about to do it a third time when Britney finally responded.

"I'm sorry," Britney whined. "I'll do what you want Rose."

"You're fucking right you are," Rose grinned wickedly. She felt such elation about hearing Britney act like that. It triggered every hot memory from the time Sarah and Love had become the first girls she ever used Mr. Snappy on. She had loved the scared looks on her faces just as she was getting off on the pools of fear in Britney's eyes. Shivers ran up her spine and adrenaline pumped through her body. Britney was going to learn not to mess with her.

Rose grabbed Britney by her hair and pushed her mouth onto the cock. Britney gagged and coughed and pulled off. She didn't want to do this, but she felt like she had to or else. She tried to remember how she had worked Justin over when he had made her suck him off. This was obviously different because this was a toy, but if Rose wanted her to act like a cock slut, Britney told herself she was going to have to if she wanted out of this.

Britney wrapped her hand around Mr. Snappy's shaft and began stroking it, she then began teasing the tip with her tongue a little, working it over like she would have if it was flesh and blood and not plastic. Even Christina was surprised at what Britney was doing to the toy. Maybe she did know her way around a cock more than Christina had assumed.

'That's it, Britney...tease my cock," Rose moaned. "Tease that big, fake cock. Get it in your mouth. You think you can insult anyone you want, well now I'm really giving you something for you to use that pretty mouth for. You'd better get it all nice and wet Britney because this thing is gonna be right in your tight little pussy soon!"

Britney tensed up at the sound of that. She almost stopped, but common sense took over. Rose looked like she was going to push that thing into her whether it was lubed up or not and Britney sure as hell didn't want this thing going into her dry. She opened her mouth wide and began to take it inside. She gagged again at first, but then slowly relaxed, beginning to suck it inside her mouth and bob up and down on it.

Christina had seen Britney naked so many times over the past few weeks, but she had to admit that she had never been sexier than she was now. She was topless and kneeling in front of a stark naked woman wearing a strap on. Despite her still visible fear and her protests, Britney looked like she was getting into having the toy in her mouth and Christina detected her nipples beginning to harden.

Rose could tell that Britney didn't have much experience doing this and that just made it even better for her. Britney's fumbling inexperience made her even wetter. She hadn't really been insulted by what Britney had said. She'd been through too much in her life to be bothered by some spoiled pop princess, but she had a lot of pent up energy to work through. Rose felt like she was at home again in her own body and she wasn't going to let Britney get off easy. She began fucking Britney's face, forcing the singer to speed up her efforts to keep up the pace.

"Yesssss suck it you little whore," Rose groaned. "Get that toy all nice and wet so I can fuck you with it. Mmmm I'm gong give you a little attitude adjustment Britney. Just like I gave it to that slut JLo."

Seeing the surprised looks on Britney and Christina's faces over that last admission, Rose pressed on.

"Yeah that's right...I took that stuck up diva with this cock just like I'm gonna take you Britney," Rose said. "She was a snotty bitch just like you but I loosened her tight pussy and gave her a whole new outlook on things. I made her into my whimpering little bitch and that's what I'm going to do to you Britney!"

Britney didn't know if it was just because of the growing arousal inside her that she couldn't stop, but that sounded so hot to her. Even though she was still completely intimidated by Rose, Britney found herself getting wet. She could look up and see Rose's beautiful face and her soft, full tits and she thought about letting Rose do whatever she wanted to her body. Rose's body didn't look bad to her anymore. Now it was looking gorgeous. The fear had ended Britney's anger and now the fear was turning into wetness that was starting to drool from her snatch into her shorts.

"Yessss you suck cock like a real pro Britney," Rose groaned, playing with her own tits while Britney sucked her toy. "You like that Britney? You like this big cock in your whore mouth? Tell me you love it! Tell me you love fucking your snotty face!"

Rose then yanked the plastic hard out of Britney's mouth. Britney looked up, fearful again, but with growing fire in her eyes. She didn't know what to do.

"Tell her Britney," Christina urged, knowing it would benefit her friend to say it and also because she was getting so fucking wet watching this show.

"Yes Rose," Britney said shyly. "I love doing this to you..."

"God damn it Britney!" Rose angrily barked, slapping the singer's face with the toy again. "That's not what I wanted you to say! Are you so fucking stupid you can't even hear good? Get that idiot mouth of yours back to work!"

Rose then forced Britney back onto Mr. Snappy. Britney didn't understand what was going on here. She was being forced into this and she liked it! She had hated Rose pulling Mr. Snappy out of her mouth. She wanted it there! Now Britney was seeing what it was about Rose that had always caused Christina's eyes to glaze over with lust when she mentioned her. It was the confidence that radiated off of her that did it. What would happen if she gave into Rose? What would happen if she let Rose do whatever she desired to her body? Before Britney would have refused...now it was starting to sound good.

Watching that black toy disappear in and out of Britney's young mouth was an incredible turn on for Christina. She was seeing her latest conquest be taken by the woman who had shown her everything and it was making her so wet. She wanted in on this, but she didn't dare do it without permission.

"Rose?" Christina asked. She wasn't used to being meek, but Rose brought it out in her. "Can...can I touch her?"

"Just not too much," Rose replied evilly. "I want the fun of getting her off."

Christina couldn't wait to see Mr. Snappy inside Britney. She'd taken that toy inside her many times and it had made her feel ecstasy like nothing else. Britney wasn't going to know what hit her and Christina wanted to make sure she was wet enough to take it first. Christina got on the floor and crawled over to Britney. Her friend was about to pull off Mr. Snappy to greet her with a kiss, but Christina stopped her.

"No!" Christina insisted. "Don't stop sucking!"

"That's right Brit Brit," Rose laughed. "Don't you dare stop sucking. You get your hot spit all over that toy! I want to see it nice and wet! C'mon suck that cock like the little whore you are! I know you've done it before. You didn't get those record deals with talent!"

Britney was gonna say something, but Christina nipped that mistake in the bud, by pressing her head further onto the toy. Britney's mouth was filled enough so that she couldn't talk and the comment went unsaid. With that potential crisis averted, Christina got to work on Britney. She got behind her and reached around back to unsnap her jeans shorts. With Britney in her crouching position, Christina was unable to get them all the way off her, but she did lower them enough to expose Britney's bare ass.

Christina had insisted that Britney not wear a bra or panties to the mansion, though that had hardly taken any arm twisting. Now she had easy access to Britney's pussy and she just reached around to begin teasing it. Christina could feel all the wetness that had collected from Britney's finger play in the car and she began to touch Britney's slit with her fingertips. Britney moaned into Mr. Snappy and that just made Rose fuck her face harder.

Little by little Britney was starting to get more of the toy in her mouth. She was adjusting to its size and taste and the more she did, the more she liked it. This was wayyy better than Justin. It never went soft in her mouth and she was starting to get into the feel of the hard plastic sliding in and out of her as she covered it with her saliva. The fear Rose had put into her was starting to turn her on. She had been getting wet before Christina had started playing with her pussy and, even though she tried to fight it, she began to want Rose to throw her onto the bed and take her pussy hard with this toy. She felt totally humiliated and defeated and she liked it. This was so wrong and so fucking right at the same time.

"Oh yeahhhh now you're getting it Britney," Rose moaned, playing with her tits as she watched Britney go to town on her toy. "Show me what a nasty cocksucker you can be. You're no good little girl virgin. You're a nasty little whore Britney! I knew you were a lying little cunt when you said you still had your cherry. I'll bet you'd fuck anyone just to get them to buy your shitty albums! Suck that cock bitch! Show me what a nasty slut you can be!"

Britney moaned deeply onto Mr. Snappy at the sound of that. She couldn't help it. She loved hearing that. She was getting less scared with every thrust into her mouth. The cock was getting wetter and wetter and so was she as Christina's expert fingers played with her pussy, rubbing her lips and lightly teasing her clit.

By now Christina had reached up and was playing with Britney's swaying tits. She loved seeing Britney act like this. She was going to have to get this girl some real cock soon to see how she reacted to it. Christina kept one hand in Britney's cunt and the other on her tits as she kissed her bare back and felt her own arousal increase.

Rose kept a close eye on Britney's reactions to what was happening and grinned Britney closed her eyes and began to hum a little as she bobbed on her toy. Holy shit, this chick is giving me a real hummer, she thought and almost laughed out loud. Britney didn't need to be guided anymore and Rose let go of her hair. Britney didn't slow down one bit in her sucking and Rose felt satisfied with her work here. Britney was hers now.

"Now say it Britney!" Rose demanded as she pulled Mr. Snappy out of Britney's mouth. "Say you're my nasty little cocksucking whore! Say you're nothing but a bitch who shoots her stupid mouth off!"

"I'm sorry..." Britney moaned, just wanting that plastic back in her mouth. She wanted to feel it again. She hated and loved how Rose was making her feel and she wanted more. "I'm sorry I was a fucking bitch. I'm your cocksucking whore Rose! Fuck my bitch mouth! Tell me what a nasty fucking cunt I am!"

"Much better dummy," Rose chuckled as looked down to bear witness to the glory of a defeated Britney Spears on her knees with her clothes hanging off her body. Saliva dripped down Britney's chin and her eyes hungered for more. "I might not toss you out with the rest of the trash after all."

Rose took the shaft of her toy and slapped Britney across the face with it again. This time it was hard to tell what was a groan of pain and humiliation and what was a moan of lust and desire. Britney's saliva flew across her own face with the slap to her cheek, making for a sexy vision. Rose did it to the other cheek and this time the moan was even more pronounced. Britney then offered no resistance as Rose took the head of the toy and began rubbing it all over her lips, coating them with her own spit.

"Look at this little cocksucker, Christina," Rose laughed. "Which street corner did you pull her off of? I hope you paid her well because I am going to take every hole in her body tonight. You like the sound of that Britney? You're just a little whore to me and I know nasty little whores like you love to be filled up with cock."

Britney didn't know whether or not she liked the sound of that, but she did know one thing by now. It wasn't as if she had any choice in the matter. She looked to Christina for help, but her friend and lover had a look of lust in her eyes that indicated to Britney she was on Rose's side in this. Britney was helpless and she knew it. Part of her wished she'd never opened her big mouth, but another part of her was glad she had, especially after what Rose said next.

"Get on the bed slut," Rose ordered. "It's time for you to get fucked!"

Britney closed her eyes and moaned at the sound of that. Even though the time she and Justin had made love hadn't satisfied her, she had longed to feel a hard cock in her pussy again. That must have been what Christina had been talking about being bisexual. She now felt lust for Rose's womanly body and she was beginning to really need that hard plastic in her cunt. She knew it was going to hurt a little, but more and more she just wanted Rose to take her. She wanted to be just as slutty and nasty as Rose and Chrissy could be.

Standing up, Britney's shorts continued to fall down her legs. Christina helpfully yanked them down off her body and Rose let out a loud wolf whistle at the sight of Britney's nude body.

"Not bad Britney, but I'm better," Rose grinned, her confidence soaring. She then grabbed Britney by the hair again and pushed her face into her cleavage. "Lick them slut...get your mouth all over these hot tits of mine! See what it's like to play with a natural set! That's something you wouldn't know anything about, would you? Still think you're better than me? Where the hell did you get those things anyway? The discount rack at K-Mart? Say it! Say my beautiful, natural tits are better than your cheap silicone balloons!"

Britney was about to protest. This was taking it too far. She was very sensitive about her implants. She thought they were beautiful. She thought they made her look beautiful. She was about to say something to Rose, but suddenly could do nothing but moan as the red headed actress reached out and touched her hard.

"Say it!" Rose commanded, twisting Britney's hard nipples again. "Say it you fucking whore!"

"Yessssssssssss!!!" Britney gasped, unable to take any more of this incredible stimulation to her super-sensitive nipples. It was making her head hurt and she told Rose exactly what she wanted to hear. "Yess Rose...your tits are so much hotter than mine! Mmmm you're all natural and beautiful! I'm just a skanky little girl with my big fake tits! Ohhhhhhhh!!!"

Christina had her own shorts open by now and had her hand in between her legs, playing with her pussy as she watched the show. She loved watching what Rose was doing here. She had never seen Britney act like this before and it was making her so wet as she played with herself. Christina watched her friend transform into a howling, craven whore right in front of her and she pushed her hand into her shorts, using three fingers on her pussy. Part of her was jealous that Britney was going to be feeling Mr. Snappy inside her soon. Christina wanted that thing filling her pussy instead, stretching her out and making her feel incredibly filled.

Rose took her hands off Britney's throbbing nipples, her tits now a darker shade of pink from the contact. She took a step back and admired the naked girl in front of her. She turned Britney around and the singer willingly modeled herself for Rose's leering eyes.

"Mmmm Chrissy, I can see why you like fucking this little whore so much," Rose said. "Those big, fake tits of hers do look good. Mmmm and this tight little ass. I'll bet you have all sorts of fun with that, don't you? Oooh and a shaved pussy. Did you do that Chrissy? Did you shave her slutty snatch?"

"Yesss..." Christina moaned, her fingers pressing into her pussy and massaging her pierced clit. "I shaved her. I shaved her just like you shaved me! Her pussy looked so fucking hot all nice and bare that I just had to lick her until she came!"

"Good girl," Rose replied, taking a great deal of pride in her protégé. She had always been able to tell Christina had a lot of potential and that night when she took her, she knew she had herself a willing disciple for life. Rose then turned her attention back to Britney. The naked singer stood in front of her, staring down at her toes, shifting uncomfortably. Rose could see the nerves and insecurity in Britney, but she could also see the untapped lust. It just made her want the blonde more. Rose grabbed Britney by her neck and brought her in for another hot kiss. Britney didn't resist at all and let Rose suck on her tongue as she backed her closer and closer to the bed until she shoved her down onto the mattress.

The room had an Oriental theme, with a lot of black furniture designed to transport the room's occupants to a time of Geisha girls. But Britney wasn't focused on that as she fell onto the bed, the black and white bed spread feeling so soft against her naked ass. Britney was only focused on the hard toy that dangled obscenely from between Rose's legs. Rose was going to fuck her and Britney was feeling all her stored up desire flow out like the juice that was starting to drip down her leg. She wasn't scared anymore. She was what Rose said she was...a nasty whore.

All that time she was saving herself for Justin, Britney had often found herself fantasizing about being taken just like this. She would get herself worked up on stage doing her sexy routines and she would have no release save for her own fingers. She masturbated quite often back then and would dream of this...of being fucked. She dreamed of losing control and just being taken hard with a big cock pushing into her and making her tits bounce as she came with a roar of pleasure. Justin hadn't been able to do that for her and, as talented as girls like Christina and Jessica were, they couldn't either. Now it seemed like Rose could be the only one to really give her what she wanted.

Britney watched, sucking on her bottom lip nervously as Rose played with her toy, rubbing the shaft up and down with her hand like it was a real cock and coating it totally with the saliva she had left on it. Rose was looking at her with burning lust and the feeling made Britney unsettled and aroused all at once. Her heart was beating a million miles and hour and her stomach was filled with butterflies, but as she watched Rose stroke her toy, she unconsciously spread her legs, letting Rose see all of her private, pink parts.

"That's it little girl, spread those legs," Rose instructed. "You know what's going to happen. You're going to get fucked! I'm going to take your hot pussy and make you mine! I'll show you who the top kitty is around here. You are going to learn to respect me Britney!"

Rose then sauntered toward the bed. Mirrors covered the walls and the ceiling around the bed and Rose saw her reflection posted everywhere. She took a good look at herself and suddenly her mind flashed the image of Jaime in the mirror. It was like she was gone and Jaime was there instead, coming at Britney like all those times she came at her. Rose shook her head and the image disappeared. It was back to normal again. Rose saw herself in the mirror and nothing else. After pausing for a second to collect herself, Rose pushed on walking toward Britney with a purpose.

Christina shifted her position and moved closer to the bed. She didn't want to miss this show. She loved the contrasts in the two girls in front of her. She loved Rose with her pale skin against Britney with her bronzed flesh. The sex goddess and the pop princess. Christina pushed off her shorts as she stared. She hadn't bothered with panties either and she was now naked except for the red tank top that barely held in her tits. Christina's nipples swelled up against the top and she began teasing them with her free hand as her other hand continued to play with her pussy.

As she got to the edge of the bed, Rose grabbed Britney by the legs and pulled her closer until she was pressed right up against her. Rose looked down at the naked Britney lying on her back with her body exposed and her eyes so scared and so turned on all at once. Rose couldn't wait to take this slut. She began rubbing Mr. Snappy against Britney's slit and slowly working it in. Rose gasped at the tightness of Britney's pussy and how it pushed the nub on her end of the toy right into her own sex.

"Mmmm you're so fucking tight Britney," Rose moaned. "Justin must not have had very much in the shorts to leave you this fucking closed up. I'll just have to loosen this cunt of yours up a little bit, won't I? Is that what you want Britney? Tell me or I'll never fuck you!"

"Yesss yesss...fuck me Rose!" Britney begged. "Take me! Take my pussy!"

Britney then could only groan in response to the toy that was slowly penetrating her pussy. Rose had her legs spread wide and was pushing Mr. Snappy into her. She wasn't taking her too hard, but it was a firm, steady progression inside her. Rose just kept pushing more and more of the toy inside and Britney found herself getting wetter with every push. She had never felt anything like this and it was filling her brain with hot sensations of pleasure.

"Aghhhhhh!!!" Britney grunted as Rose penetrated her pink folds. The velvet of her pussy wrapped around the toy and made for such a snug fit. Britney had to grip at the bed itself for fear she'd go right up into the ceiling. She began moaning incomprehensibly.

"Say it again Britney!" Rose ordered. "Say what I want to hear or I'll pull right out of you!"

No! Britney gasped to herself. Anything but that!

"Fuh...fuck me Rose!!!" Britney gasped her whole body racing. "Fuck me hard!"

"Yeah you love this don't you?" Rose demanded. "You're just some little snotty stuck up princess who thinks she can go out and pretend to be a virgin. You're no virgin anymore, are you Britney? Feels good to have me inside you, doesn't it? You like getting fucked little girl? You like feeling this hard cock in your hot cunt? Say it bitch! "

"Yesssss...fucking yesss..." Britney groaned. "Feels so fucking good! Fuck me Rose! Make me your loose little slut! I'm so fucking sorry I'm a snotty princess! I'll never be like that again!"

"Damn right you won't," Rose laughed. "Feel this cock inside you Britney! Feel how it fills your tight little pussy all up better than any fucking boy ever could! Tell me how much you love this! Tell me how much you love this big fucking cock inside you! Scream it out you stupid bitch!"

"YESSSSS!!! I LOVE IT!!!" Britney screamed out as a pulse of pleasure shot right up her body thanks to a firm thrust from Rose inside her. "FILL ME UP ROSE!!! FILL ME WITH THAT BIG FUCKING COCK!!! I LOVE HAVING IT INSIDE ME!!! FUCK ME ROSE!!! PLEASE FUCK MY TIGHT LITTLE PRINCESS PUSSY!!!"

At the sound of that, Christina suddenly came all over her fingers. She hadn't expected to come so quickly, but she hadn't been able to overcome hearing her cute little Britney talk like that. She panted and groaned as she coated her three fingers in girl cum, letting her pink walls clamp down around them. Christina was by no means finished though. This was just a little orgasm. She was just getting warmed up. Watching Britney be taken like this had her pussy getting wet again in no time.

Rose just kept pushing more and more of the toy into Britney's tight pink folds. She didn't go too hard. She could have really done some damage to the girl if she'd wanted to, but Rose just wanted to fuck her...not to hurt her. She began pushing and pulling out of Britney, building a steady fucking rhythm with Mr. Snappy. The black plastic got slicker and creamier with every thrust into Britney and the singer's cries grew louder and nastier.

"FUCK ME ROSE!!!" Britney screamed. It felt so good she didn't know what else to do but scream about it. All her pent up lust from years of self-denial was juicing right out of her pussy onto this amazing toy. "FUCK MY HOT LITTLE CUNT!!! FUCK ME LIKE A NASTY GIRL!!! SHOW ME WHAT A STUCK UP BITCH I AM!!!"

"Yessss scream it out Britney!" Rose ordered. "Spew out those nasty words for Rose! You don't think I'm so bad now, do you? Now that I'm taking your wet snatch and fucking you better than anyone ever could? How's it feel Britney? How's it feel that you're nothing but a cheap fuck toy to me? You thought you were so fucking great and now you're on your back taking my cock up your cunt!"

"Feels sooooooo gooooooooooood..." Britney groaned in a hot, loud gasp of pleasure.

That made Rose push into Britney a little harder and the girl cooed her delight. Rose gripped onto Britney's legs with her hands, holding them up in the air and leaving her open as she thrust, loving how good Britney looked flat on her back, her beautiful tits bouncing up and down. Britney was getting so wet for her and Rose wasn't far behind. She had so much of her own pent up lust here and it was hard to tell what was doing more for her, the nub inside her pussy or the fact that she knew she was fucking Britney Spears and turning her into her little slut. Whatever it was Rose could feel her orgasm brewing deep inside her and she knew this one was going to be awesome. She hadn't felt this good in weeks and she wanted to take advantage of every opportunity Britney provided.

"Take it Britney!" Rose groaned through her gritted teeth as she thrust into Britney's pussy, loosening her up without hurting her. "Take my toy deep inside you! You've never been fucked like this before, have you little girl? You wanna be a dyke Britney? You wanna be a naughty little pussy licker for us? Then you'd better take this cock deep inside you and come all over it! You better come for me Britney! I wanna see you come hard princess!"

Britney could only nod her head enthusiastically and groan lustfully and loudly. She was beyond words now. She could only grunt and sweat and gasp as Mr. Snappy filled her up and fucked her brain into oblivion. She barely remembered how it had come to this...how she had been so angry and said those stupid things. Now all she knew was the pleasure that filled her young body as she bounced on the bed and awaited the sweet orgasm she knew was coming.

While all this was happening, Christina just stood and played with herself, never taking her eyes off the scene and feeling a million feelings at once. She wanted to be the one being fucked. She wanted to be the one fucking Britney. She wanted to have Rose and Britney's tongues inside her at once. She wanted it all. She stood there bottomless, her bare pussy on display and so wet, but she knew neither of them were acknowledging her. Britney and Rose were too focused on each other.

Christina looked over and nearly came again as she saw Rose, completely naked except for the leather harness that held Mr. Snappy to her body. Christina focused on Rose's bare ass as it thrust back and forth into Britney's tightness. She looked up and saw Rose's tits bounce. She just wanted to push those things into her face and suck and lick Rose's bountiful cleavage. But she also wanted to do that to Britney. She saw her friend, so eager to be a naughty little lesbian as she writhed on the bed, glowing with sweat on top of the bedspread they were quickly ruining. Christina wanted everything and she wanted it all at once.

As Rose pushed into her again, Britney let her head fall back and she screamed out like a wild woman. The whole house probably knew she was being fucked and she loved it. She wanted them all to know. She even wanted Alyssa to know. She was so fucking hot right now that she totally would have let Alyssa fuck her too. Britney knew she could show her that she was a better fuck than Justin ever could be.

With her head thrown back and her hair all stuck to her sweaty forehead, Britney looked up to see the mirror on the ceiling and she nearly came from what she saw. She was like some kind of animal being fucked by Rose. Her body looked beautiful. She couldn't take her eyes off her reflection and how it looked to be taken like this. Rose caught she what she was doing and decided it was time to give Britney the last part of her initiation.

"Eyes on me Britney!" Rose reminded her with a hard slap to her pussy with her palm. Britney yelped and quickly averted her gaze back to Rose, but it was too late. Rose was dead set on giving her extra punishment.

"Now you're really going to get it," Rose grinned evilly, pulling the creamy toy out of the pop star snatch it had made a home in. "Turn over Britney. Get on your belly."

"No!" Christina suddenly exclaimed as Britney did what she was told and repositioned herself flat on her tummy. "Please Rose! Not there!"

It suddenly dawned on Britney what Rose's intentions were. She tensed up and was about to turn around again when Rose smacked her ass hard. Britney moaned in desire at the contact. It hurt, but fuck did it hurt her so good. She stayed where she was.

"Got a problem with what I'm going to do to her Christina?" Rose demanded, wondering with a smile if the student was turning against the master. "Don't you think Britney can handle this?"

"But I want to do it to her..." Christina pouted. She had wanted to fuck Britney's ass since that first night in the dressing room. She had wanted to strap one on and take her just like Rose was about to. But she hadn't thought Britney was ready for that.

"Should have done it when you had the chance," Rose laughed, winking at Christina and letting her know there was no way she was passing up this chance. "This sweet ass is gonna belong to me."

"Please Rose...no..." Christina begged, even though she knew she was defeated here. "Let me have her. She's mine! I brought her here!"

"Well that was your mistake then, wasn't it Chrissy," Rose pointed out, before deciding on a compromise. "Get her wet for me Chrissy. Tongue that pretty ass of hers and get her ready."

Knowing that was the best offer she was going to get, Christina immediately accepted. She kicked herself for not doing this earlier. Rose was right. She should have fucked Britney's ass when she had the chance. Oh well, at least she got to watch and at least she got to do this, Christina thought to herself as she placed her half dressed body on top of Britney's and began massaging the toned cheeks of her ass. She played with them and began dragging her tongue over Britney's puckered rosebud, teasing it and getting it wet.

"Oooooooh!" Britney cooed in desire. She'd felt Chrissy's tongue and fingers back there before, but nothing like what she knew she was coming. She was damn nervous, but Christina was doing wonders toward making her relax.

Rose had to admit it was a pretty hot sight to see Christina lick Britney's ass, drooling saliva down from her tongue and letting it drip into her hole. Those two did make quite the sexy couple. She was going to have to make sure she saw a lot more of these two together.

"Lick me Chrissy..." Britney moaned. "Tongue my pretty ass! I know how much you love it! Make it so wet so Rose can fuck me! I need to be fucked Chrissy! I'm a bad girl who deserves it! I need to be fucked like a nasty little princess slut!"

Britney's frenzied words had Christina and Rose both dripping with need. Christina satisfied her need by licking Britney's asshole, and making sure she was properly lubed up and Rose suddenly bent down and began performing a few tongue tricks on Christina.

"Ohhhhhh yesssss Rose!" Christina gasped when she felt Rose's tongue invade her pussy. Rose lapped away at the cream from her previous orgasm and began teasing her clit. Christina loved how Rose's tongue felt inside her. She could never resist how it made her feel. It almost made her abandon Britney's ass, but she kept at it, letting more spit drip from her mouth onto her tight hole.

"That's enough," Rose declared, stopping her licking just as quickly as she had started it. "I've still got a few things to show dummy here."

Christina pulled herself away from Britney and hopped off the bed, leaving her friend defenseless and totally open to Rose's attack. She began to back away, but Rose stopped her.

"Oh no, you're not going anywhere Chrissy," Rose announced. "Let's see you get your tongue to work. Get on your knees and lick me while I fuck your slutty little friend here. I want you tasting my cum while I make Britney scream like the whore she is!"

Wanting the taste of Rose's cream on her tongue very badly, Christina immediately obeyed. Rose brought herself closer and closer to Britney and, as she did, Christina sunk to her knees and began lapping away at Rose's pussy. Mr. Snappy was a crotchless creation so there was no barrier between Christina's tongue and Rose's pussy. She immediately got a full taste of Rose's rich, sexy girl juice. Christina could taste how close Rose to coming and she wanted to make sure when her orgasm did arrive, it was all over her face.

"Fuck Chrissy!!! Yesssss that's it baby...tongue that pussy...that's my naughty little slut...fuck my pussy with your tongue while I take your little girlfriend's ass!" Rose moaned with dripping desire as she pulled Britney up off her stomach. Britney knew what she had to do and got up on all fours, her ass up in the air. She was still nervous, but she wanted this. She wanted Rose to take her virgin ass.

Britney's hole was all wet from Christina's tongue and Mr. Snappy was plenty lubed up with girl juice. It was time and Rose gripped Britney's hips as she guided Mr. Snappy into the only place that was tighter than Britney's pussy. She slowly pushed the toy into Britney's ass, taking her gently but steadily. She let Britney adjust to Mr. Snappy's width and began to fuck her.

"OHHHH FUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKK!!!" Britney gasped. She felt like she was going to explode. She had thought it felt amazing to have that toy in her ass but nothing felt like this. Nothing could ever possibly compare to the feelings she was experiencing right now with this hard plastic cock up her ass. She had to close her eyes and she felt tears forming a little, but she urged Rose on. It stung and it hurt, but she didn't want Rose to stop because it also felt so fucking good.

"You like that Britney?" Rose groaned, almost creaming over this incredible tightness she was pushing into. "You like a nice, hard cock in your ass?"

"YESSSSSSS!!!" Britney howled in response. "FUCK ME!!! TAKE MY ASS!!! FUCK MY TIGHT LITTLE VIRGIN ASS!!!"

"Yesss you're my little pop princess whore, aren't you Britney?" Rose demanded. She was feeling pretty filled herself with the nub and Christina's tongue both inside her pussy. She was totally ready to come, but she held on. She wasn't about to come before Britney did. She wanted this girl screaming hard first.

"OHHHH YESSSSSS I'M YOUR WHORE ROSE!!!" Britney screamed, making Christina burn with jealousy. "I'M YOUR NASTY FUCKING WHORE WHO LOVES BEING FUCKED UP HER ASS!!!"

"Gonna come for me Britney?" Rose asked between firm thrusts into Britney's ass. "Gonna come for Rose? Gonna come all over this big cock?"

"YESSSSSS FUCK YESSSS!!!" Britney cried out. Her orgasm was so close. There were so many feelings in her brain right now that she couldn't a hold of them. She loved what was happening to her and she desperately wanted to come. She just had to focus on it and it would happen.

Even though she couldn't help but be mad that Rose was the one taking Britney's cherry like this, Christina continued licking away at her pussy. She knew she was too slutty to refuse a pussy like this and she was proud of it. She wanted to taste Rose's pussy all over her tongue and dripping down her chin and onto her top, staining it with girl cum. Christina loved things hot and nasty like they were now. She'd get back at Rose some day for taking Britney from her. Right now she just wanted her to come.

Britney was so tight that there was no way Rose was going to be able to get as much of Mr. Snappy into her ass that she did in her pussy. That wasn't a problem though. She had more than enough in Britney to make her come and that was the important thing. Rose felt her vision blur and her head spin with the desire she was holding back. She wanted to release her own orgasm all over Christina's slutty face, but she couldn't let Britney Spears of all fucking people outlast her. She had to make this little bitch come first!

"Come for me Britney!" Rose urged as she began smacking Britney's ass hard, leaving pink handprints on her cheeks. "Come all over this cock! Come from having your tight ass fucked! Come like the nasty slut you are!"

That was exactly what Britney wanted. She felt like her eyes were just gonna pop out from how filled she felt right now. She wanted to come from this and then she wanted to feel it all again. She hoped this was the end of Rose's initiation because if all girls fucked as good as this, Britney wanted to have each and every one of them in a nasty, creamy all girl gangbang with her at the center of it.

Her orgasm was there. She could touch it. But she couldn't feel it yet. It was so close. Britney was almost weeping with the need to come from this. She was so ready to come. Fortunately Rose sensed this and she reached up with her free hand and began playing with her tits. She had noticed how sensitive Britney's nipples were and when she began playing with them...tugging them and teasing them Britney finally got her wish.

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Britney screamed like a banshee as her firm young body was racked with intense pleasure like never before. "YESSSSSS OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSS!!! I'M COMMMMING ROSE!!! I'M COMMMMMMMMMMMMMMINGGGGGGGGGG!!!"

She certainly was and Rose didn't let up one bit inside her ass, she fucked her firmly and moved her hand away from Britney's tits to her pussy. She rubbed Britney's pussy with her hand and let her cream her flesh. Britney dripped onto her hand and Rose let it cover her fingers and run down to the bedspread underneath. The heat and wetness of Britney's orgasming pussy made Rose even more eager to come and she pushed her pussy down harder onto Christina, grinding onto her face.

"LICK ME CHRISSY!!!" Rose demanded forcefully as Britney continued to wail in sexual delight. "LICK MY WET CUNT!!! GET YOUR FUCKING SLUT TONGUE INSIDE IT!!! MAKE ME COME YOU LITTLE WHORE!!!"

Britney's voice was growing hoarse, but she still cried out her pleasure. Christina heard this and she heard Rose's nasty words so she let loose a series of hard tongue lashes right against Rose's clit. She had it right against her tongue and she slapped it back and forth and up and down, making Rose shake. Christina was still as horny for Rose's cream as she was that first night in the club. Christina could tell that it had been a while since Rose had come and she wanted to make this one worth the wait. She lapped at Rose's clit, pushing through all her juicy pinkness until Rose could finally hold back no longer.

"MMMMMMMM YESSSSS!!! TAKE IT CHRISSY!!!" Rose yelled as she came. "LAP UP ALL THOSE NASTY JUICES FROM MY HOT PUSSY!!! YESSSSS OHHHHH!!!"

It had been a long time coming and Rose welcomed every pulse of pleasure that racked through her shaking body. She came with heat and force, soaking Christina's tongue, her lips, and her chin and down to her trashy little top. Rose had finally pulled out of Britney and she just let the pleasure rip through her. She let it get at every inch of her person and soak her soul in ecstasy. She'd missed these feelings. She never wanted to be away from them again.

Rose had to put her hands down on the bed to support herself. She had never wanted an orgasm as bad as she had wanted this one and it left her totally wasted. She felt the last tremors of ecstasy pass through her body and when she looked down she saw Christina grinning her slutty smile, her face totally sticky and shiny with girl cum. To Rose's delight, Christina then lifted up her top, exposing her bare tits and used the shirt to wipe her face clean of cream. She then dropped the shirt back over her breasts and it was now dark with desire.

"Nasty little slut," Rose smirked before pulling Christina up to her and kissing her passionately. She was never going to go this long without pleasure again. Britney wanted in on the kiss and soon there were three eager tongues at work.

"Are you sorry you're a mouthy little bitch Britney?" Rose asked, playing with Britney's sore tits.

"Oh yess..." Britney moaned. "I'm very sorry. Please let me stay with you. I didn't mean what I said. You're so beautiful Rose. Say I can stay and play with you."

"Don't worry Britney," Rose replied. "You can stay. There's just one more thing you need to do for me."

"What's that?" Britney eagerly asked.

"Make Chrissy come," Rose said. "Put on a sexy show for me."

That was exactly what Christina wanted to hear and there wasn't a second of delay before she and Britney fell on the bed and into a sweet little 69. They began feasting on their wet pussies as Rose looked on in appreciation.

"Don't get too hot without me," Rose said as she got up and walked to the door. "I'll be right back. There's a little something I have to do now."

Downstairs, Sarah was grabbing the last of her bags. Jennifer had packed much less, but she was planning to stay for a significantly shorter time in New York. Everyone was bustling around saying goodbye as Freddie stood there looking out of place.

"Thanks again for letting me tag along, Freddie," Jennifer said to the man who would be her airport chauffer. "I really appreciate it."

"No problem," Freddie said. He hadn't been given much choice in the matter, but he was disappointed Jennifer was accompanying them. He had been hoping that he and Sarah would have a chance for a proper goodbye before she left, but with Jennifer around they couldn't exactly do that. Oh well, at least he was getting her out of here. He didn't like the way Sarah had been acting lately and he was beginning to think this place was having an effect on her.

Being apart from Sarah was tough on Freddie. He didn't like how she was holed up here in Malibu with all these other girls. What did they do all day? Freddie didn't just see why Sarah would want to live in a place like this when she could be with him. He especially didn't like the fact that Love was living here too. Their relationship hadn't lasted particularly long, but he still worried that having his ex-girlfriend here with his fiancé was a bad mix. He didn't want Sarah being poisoned against him by Love.

"OK!!! ANYONE WHO CARES...WE'RE GOING!!!" Sarah shouted out to the house to make sure everyone who needed to know, knew. She wanted to make this as quick as possible. The longer goodbyes took, the worse she felt about them. She didn't want to think about how much she was going to miss everybody while she was away. At least she had Jennifer with her and she couldn't wait for them to spend some time together. There was no better place to be at Christmastime than New York City and there was so much she wanted to do with Jen.

As bad as Sarah wanted to give her housemates something sizzling to remember her by as she walked out the door, Sarah contented herself with warm, affectionate hugs from Jewel, Alyssa and especially Love. She frowned when she realized Rose wasn't there and the three of them were about to leave when suddenly she heard a voice.

"Wait! Don't go yet!" Rose said. She'd slipped off her toy and thrown a robe over her naked body as she ran down the stairs. Sarah and Jennifer reacted with big smiles when they saw their missing housemate emerge. Freddie just looked at her pensively. There was something weird about that girl for sure. He had thought about telling Sarah to move out if she was going to keep living there, but he knew she'd probably just ignore his advice.

"Lemme talk to you two for a second..." Rose said grabbing Sarah and Jennifer's hands.

"We actually need to go," Freddie interjected.

"Oh, hey Freddie...must have forgotten you were there..." Rose said dismissively. "By the way, I saw you on 'Friends' last month. That was a really brave acting choice you made with the nanny character...you know playing an openly gay character like that."

"He wasn't gay," Freddie contended.

"Oh...I guess it was just what you brought to the role then..." Rose shot back before dragging Sarah and Jennifer away as Freddie stood there confused, trying to figure out what it was Rose had just said.

"What's up Rose?" Sarah asked.

"This..." Rose declared before smothering each girl with a hot kiss to their lips. Sarah and Jennifer reacted with happy surprise. They looked over to see if Freddie saw what was happening, but if he did, he took no notice.

"Wow..." Jennifer gasped, checking to make sure her tongue was still in her mouth.

"I was thinking about what you said before Sarah," Rose said. "I just want you two to know that I'm back and the first chance I get to be with you two...you are going to be fucked like you have never been fucked before!"

Rose then zipped away, leaving Jennifer and Sarah with only the lingering feel of her lips on theirs to remind them she was there. Both girls were immediately jealous of their remaining housemates. Rose was back and they weren't going to be able to have her until they got back. At least they had something to look forward to.

Normally Rose would have stayed longer to tease them some more and bring the same message to Love, Jewel and Alyssa, but she couldn't wait. She had herself two hot sluts upstairs waiting for her and whole lot of ways she was dying to fuck them.

Rachael still wasn't sure why Tara had invited her over, but at least she was having fun. They had caught up on things, gossiped, listened to some music and basically kicked back. It felt good to just relax. Tara had a bottle of wine out and Rachael had been happy to help herself to a glass or two. She knew this was way better than just sitting around her house staring at her phone.

"Ok...now for the big question," Tara said as she and Rachael faced each other on the couch. "How's your love life?"

"Oh we don't want to talk about that..." Rachael contended.

"Yes we do," Tara insisted with a giggle. It had been a while since she had spent any real time alone with Tara and Rachael had to admit she found her energy infectious. Rachael sometimes wondered where it was Tara got out her bouncy energy from sometimes. She supposed it was just part of the blonde gene. Tara made herself easy prey for gossip columnists with her behavior sometimes, but Rachael had seen that she was also a sweet, loving person. A lot of times there weren't enough people like that out there.

"Well there's really no one special," Rachael said, half-lying. "I wouldn't have much to talk about."

"Oh c'mon...since we did the movie are you saying you haven't had any fun?" Tara asked, not buying Rachel's act for a second. "That's totally impossible."

"I just like to keep my dating life out of US Weekly," Rachael teased. "Which guy in NSync are you going out with this week?"

"It's JC and don't believe everything you read," Tara grinned. Boy, if the tabloids only knew what was really going on in her life these days. They'd blow a gasket.

"Well it's been pretty normal for me," Rachael admitted. "You know a boyfriend here and a boyfriend there. Nothing too serious. I'm not really looking to be in a long term, committed thing right now."

"Me too," Tara agreed. "I've had enough of that shit for a while thank you very much. I believe in having as much fun as you can while you can have it. I don't want to look back and have any regrets about the things I didn't do."

"I'll drink to that," Rachael said and they clicked wine glasses in a toast to having fun. Tara knew her escapades were something of a running joke at times, but she was having fun and she didn't care what others thought. And right now the fun she wanted to have more than anything was the kind where she and Rachael got naked and very touchy feely.

Ever since Rachael had walked through her door it had been hard for Tara to restrain herself from jumping her bones right then and there. She couldn't go about this wildly. She had to try and seduce a woman for the first time. Getting guys into bed was MUCH easier. All she had to do was drop her clothes and beckon. This was going to be much trickier.

Everything she had done since Rachael had arrived was designed to get her into bed. Tara had no idea if Rachael would even be into that, but she had to try and see. She had brought out the wine, made sure they had a relaxed, friendly atmosphere going and now she was trying to steer the conversation toward guys and the lack of them. Tara didn't know if this was going to work, but it was time she found out.

"So are you seeing anyone right now?" Tara asked.

"Not officially," Rachael replied coyly, before changing the subject. "What about you Tara? If you're not seeing whatshisname then who are you seeing? Who's the man in your life these days?"

"Nope...no men in my life as far as I can see," Tara answered, keeping the truth awash in mystery for the moment.

"I know what you mean," Rachael sighed. "I shouldn't even call them men. Boys is a much better term for them."

"Nope...no boys either..." Tara said. She was getting a little nervous the closer she got to doing this so she took another long sip of wine to relax herself.

"Really? Have you quit cold turkey?" Rachael asked in amazement. "I know you Tara. You're like a junkie for love. There's no way you can not have love or sex or whatever it is you get out of your guys."

"No boys..." Tara grinned mischievously. "Girls."

"Hmmm what do you mean?" Rachael asked, not really catching on immediately to Tara's coy answer.

"I mean I'm into girls these days..." Tara elaborated as she did her best to lean back and look sexy for Rachael. It was kind of hard to look incredibly sexy in jeans and a sweatshirt, but Tara was confident she could make even casual Saturday wear seem sexy.

"What?" Rachael gasped in shock. That had been the last thing in the world she had been expecting to hear. She was so surprised she almost choked on her wine. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about girls Rach," Tara said, getting a little bit closer to her friend on the couch. "I had no idea how good it could be until I tried it. Now I'm like totally hooked on it. It's true what they say, you know, only another woman truly knows how to make another woman feel good."

"Ummm yeah...I guess..." Rachael said nervously. She didn't know where Tara was going with this but that was quickly revealed to her when the blonde leaned over on the couch and lovingly kissed her lips. It wasn't the insincere, oh you're fabulous kiss that was so prevalent in Hollywood. It was the kiss of a lover and Rachael reacted by literally jumping off the couch,

"Tara! What the hell are you doing?" Rachael demanded, pacing around as she struggled to get a grip on what was happening here.

"I'm trying to make you feel good," Tara replied, trying to keep herself focused. She expected this. She hadn't anticipated Rachael just melting into the kiss and letting her undress her. She just had to convince Rachael how good this could be.

"Are you a lesbian?" Rachael asked. "I mean holy shit Tara...you just kissed me!"

"I noticed that," Tara grinned, playing it totally cool. "And no, I'm not a lesbian. At least I don't think I am. I just know what feels good Rach and this feels soooooo good."

"Are you trying to seduce me or something?" Rachael demanded, aghast. It wasn't like she had any problems with lesbians or anything. She believed people should do what made them happy, but this was so out there. She had never been approached by another woman before. And Tara? Of all people!

"Oh yeah," Tara pressed on. Rachael had frozen in a standing position near the couch and Tara took her hand in hers. She caressed her hand gently and looked up at her friend with love and lust in her eyes. "This isn't a bad thing Rach. I didn't know how to react my first time either. I didn't know what to make of these feelings I had. But I was watching these two women and they were making love and I...I just had to join them. They were so beautiful and they were doing such amazing things to me. I was feeling so bummed that night and they made everything all better. It was like they knew every place on my body to touch and how to touch it. It was just unbelievable. I had never felt anything like it and I knew as soon as they were done that I wanted more."

"I...I...just had no...no idea..." Rachael said slowly. She pulled her hand away from Tara, but it hadn't felt bad to have her soft touch on her flesh. Tara had made that sound very appealing...wait a minute...what was she thinking? She couldn't possibly be considering this, could she? No...she couldn't. It just wouldn't be in her nature to do this.

Rachael had considered the idea at times, but it had been really nothing more than a fleeting thought. An ex-boyfriend of hers had suggested they do a threesome with another woman to spice up their lovelife. Rachael had thought about and had naturally wondered what it would have been like to make love to another woman, but she really hadn't thought about it much more than that.

She hadn't wanted to do the threesome and had shut her ex up about it when she followed the advice of a friend who told her to tell him that if he wanted to be with her and another woman he'd have to first do a threesome with her and another man. That had ended the discussion pretty damn quickly.

This was crazy! She couldn't do this. This wasn't like her at all.

"I should just go," Rachael said as she began walking for the door.

"No...stay..." Tara insisted. She stood up and caressed Rachael's arm. "Don't be afraid Rach. You'll love it. I promise."

"I can't..." Rachael protested feebly. Her head was spinning too much for her to do much more. If she could just slow things down a little she could try and talk Tara out of this, but it was going so fast.

"Yes you can," Tara replied. "You don't have to be scared of this cause it's new. I just went with it. C'mon Rach...just go with it."

Tara then kissed Rachael again. Rachael didn't kiss back, but she didn't push Tara away either. Instead she just stood there and discovered for herself the sensations of having another woman's lips on hers. It did feel good. It was much softer than a man. Rachael felt her longing for loving attention from before flood back. She was so horny and this was certainly a way to take care of that. Why couldn't she do it? It wasn't like one evening of lesbian sex was going to kill her? But Rachael stopped these thoughts immediately when she felt Tara's tongue begin to slide into her mouth.

"Stop! I can't...can't do this," Rachael said, grabbing her jacket and looking for her shoes as she headed for the door.

"Don't go!" Tara begged. "It will feel good. I want to make you feel good Rach. I can make you feel better than any man ever could."

Tara's voice was in full seduction mode and Rachael did find herself responding to its friendly smokiness. What would be wrong if she did this? If she didn't like it then she could just pretend it never happened and forget about it. It wasn't like she and Tara saw each other often enough for there to be constant reminders of what happened. It wasn't like Tara wasn't sexy. Why hold herself back?

"C'mon Rachael..." Tara urged before kissing her again. After a few moments of lip on lip action, Tara once again began sliding her tongue inside Rachael's mouth. This time the brunette didn't back away or fight back. She just let Tara kiss her.

Rachael kept telling herself that she shouldn't do this, but her brain just wasn't listening. She began to feel herself respond with the type of nervous excitement you always got when you were doing something you weren't sure was right. Tara took her hand and led her away from the door. Rachael silently followed, dropping her jacket onto the floor. She was still trying to figure all this out and she realized more and more that she was starting to like this.

"I was so wrapped up in whether or not some stupid guy liked me anymore," Tara explained to her friend. She never mentioned the name "Carson", but Rachael easily figured out who it was she was talking about. "Then I found this side of me and I loved it. It made me forget all about silly boys and every other one of those problems."

Rachael couldn't help but see the similarities she and Tara had here. Sure her situation wasn't the result of a bad breakup, but this little thing was sure getting her mind off of it and fast. Rachael was so confused. She didn't know whether to fight back or give in, so she just stood there and let Tara kiss her again.

"This is gonna feel so good," Tara promised. "But if you don't like it then all you have to do is tell me to stop and I will."

Tara then began fondling Rachael's breasts through her t-shirt and the brunette gasped. As soon as she got used to the sensation the word passed her lips.

"Stop..." she said softly, but quickly like it was some sort of reflex.

Tara didn't stop though. She kept playing with Rachael's breasts, touching them through the material and feeling her bra underneath.

"You don't really want me to stop Rachael," Tara deduced. "You have to say it like you really mean it or I won't do it. Just let go and let yourself feel good. I know what I'm doing."

Tara knew that was pretty cocky of her to say considering she had only done this two other times in her life and the first time she had just lay back and let her lovers work her over. But she was confident she could make Rachael feel good.

Despite her reservations, Rachael moaned from Tara's hand on her chest and it really began to dawn on her that she truly didn't want her blonde friend to stop. She didn't know what was happening, but her stomach was slowly filling with butterflies and the nerves were threatening to turn into giggles. She wanted to feel good. She wanted to feel pleasure. Tara was promising both. Why fight her off just because this was new? It was new, but it might be good new and it might be bad new. Rachael knew there was only one way she was going to find out for sure.

"You have to make this really good...ok?" Rachael requested with a nervous smile.

"Don't worry baby," Tara grinned, taking Rachael's face in her hands and kissing her again. "You have no idea how good I'm going to make you feel."

Tara then grabbed onto Rachael's hand and brought her to her bedroom. There she greeted Rachael with another passionate kiss complete with tongue. There was even less resistance this time and Rachael let the tongue slip into her mouth, teasing her own tongue and getting set for a serious match of tonsil hockey. She was standing right next to Tara's bed, stiff as a board, but fortunately Tara did something to help loosen her up a little.

"These clothes have to go," Tara giggled as she pulled Rachael's t-shirt over her head, revealing her lacy pink bra underneath. The bra hugged Rachael's firm breasts and pushed them up into a sexy valley of cleavage that would delight any roaming eye. Rachael suddenly felt insecure again and tried to cover herself up with her arms, but Tara slapped her hands away and admonished her friend.

"No way...no covering up and no chickening out," Tara vowed. "I am going to make you feel so fucking good Rachael Leigh Cook and you are so going to be thanking me by the time we're done here."

This was new to Tara too. This was the first time she had been with someone as inexperienced as Rachael. The girls she had been with sure acted like they all had a ton of experience and Tara certainly hadn't been shy her first time when Christina and Love had caught her fingering herself to the live sex show they had unknowingly put on for her. Tara didn't mine Rachael's shyness though. It made her want her even more.

Rachael dropped her hands from her tits, exposing the pink lace and the fact that her nipples were starting to get hard underneath. She was now beginning to really anticipate what was going to happen next. Rachael felt like she'd checked her common sense at the door. She was going on pure instinct now.

"Very nice," Tara smiled, her eyes locked on Rachael's chest. She blushed in response and that blush only got worse when Tara stood back and pulled her own sweatshirt off her head. She hadn't worn a bra and her firm tits giggled, taunting Rachael with their nudity. "Now it's time for you to kiss me. I've kissed you enough. You kiss me now."

Here I go...Rachael said to herself. If I turn back it has to be now. But the curious part of her body...the part that wanted to see this through no matter what happened...wouldn't let her turn back. Instead it pushed her forward and let her kiss Tara energetically. This time she was the one to stick her tongue into another girl's mouth and this time she realized how much she loved it. It was new and fresh and it made Rachael's heart race. She was doing it. She was kissing another girl.

Of course Tara wanted to do way more than kiss and she demonstrated this by taking Rachael's hands and placing them right over her perky breasts. Rachael moaned in surprise, but didn't stop kissing Tara.

"Play with them Rach," Tara said, pulling away from Rachael's lips long enough to begin to instruct her. "Play with my hot little tits."

Tara was so cheerfully nasty and Rachael loved it. It felt good to do this to her and she felt herself get wet as she began playing with Tara's breasts. She fondled them with her curious hands and made them jiggle, delighting in their bouncing ability. She had played with her own breasts when she masturbated, but this couldn't have been more different. It did feel so good to do this and Rachael got even more into it when she felt Tara reach around her back and undo the clasp on her bra.

The bra fell off Rachael's shoulders and Tara helpfully tugged it off her, leaving both girls topless. This was followed by another kiss and Rachael moaned at feeling her breasts pushed against Tara's. Tara's tits were impossibly perky and Rachael knew she probably could have played with them for hours, but she was really curious now and there was a lot of places on her friend's body that she was eager to explore.

Breaking the kiss and leaving little strands of saliva on Rachael's lips, Tara set herself down on the bed and patted the spot next to her with her hand. Rachael accepted the silent invitation and soon enough they were kissing and touching each other's bare breasts like experienced lovers. Bowing to Tara's experience, Rachael let her take the lead and the blonde began focusing all her attention on her friend's perky breasts.

Rachael had firm breasts with just enough jiggle to them to make them perfectly proportioned to her body. Tara could sense that her friend was still nervous, but it was fading with each moan that escaped her lips. Tara was almost giddy by now. She'd done it! She'd seduced another girl. Rachael hadn't lost her inhibitions yet, but Tara knew it would only be mere moments before she was begging her to lick her pussy. Rachael was going to love this so much. How could anyone not love it?

While her hand massaged Rachael's breasts, Tara kissed her neck and elicited happy moan after happy moan from the brunette. Tara was almost soaked with need under her jeans and she was beginning to wonder if Rachael felt the same way. Oh well, Tara thought as she kissed her way down to Rachael's tits and began teasing them with her tongue, she'd find out soon enough.

It was all so new and all so much, but Rachael wasn't complaining or resisting. She knew it was useless to try and stop the feelings she was experiencing now. She just wanted to go with this and see what happened and besides...it all felt so good. Rachael was a moaning mess as Tara sucked and played with her breasts. Her nipples were hard enough to cut diamonds and every time she felt Tara's warm, sexy lips sucking on those pink tips Rachael felt a tremor of pure pleasure. And these were only her tits! How good would it feel when Tara got to her pussy?

"Oh God...Tara...yessss..." Rachael groaned. It was like her body was out of her control now and she just did things by reflex. Her hand unconsciously went to the back of Tara's head and began to gently hold her down to her breasts. Tara didn't mind the extra pressure and gave a little more tongue to Rachael's nipples.

The hand on the back of her head, fondling her soft hair, was just another sign to Tara of how into this Rachael was getting. Tara wanted her friend to feel pleasure. She wanted her to feel the same sensations she had felt when Love and Christina had played with her body and opened her eyes. Most of all though Tara wanted to taste Rachael's orgasm and satisfy the craving that had been driving her wild since she had said her last sexy goodbye to Shannon and Mena.

"Didn't I tell you it was going to be good?" Tara spoke, grinning the grin of the cat about to do some serious canary getting. "It gets so much better Rach. I've only gotten started on all the things I want to do to you."

"Do it Tara!" Rachael groaned. "Do anything you want to me! Just make it as good as this! Make it all feel good!"

If she hadn't been so horny, Rachael knew she might not have been so willing, but right now this was what she needed. It wasn't what she had been looking for, but it was what she had found. It felt so wicked and so wonderful as Tara left her breasts and began kissing down her stomach, leaving wet lip marks everywhere she went.

With each kiss downward, Rachael found herself getting more and more worked up. It was obvious where Tara was going and Rachael felt anticipation whip through her body. She curled her toes in her light blue socks as her feet hung off the bed. Her body was straight like an arrow as she lay on her back and giggled with nervous expectation as Tara kissed closer and closer to her pussy.

Tara let her tongue tease Rachael's bellybutton, licking it gently and making her friend squirm most delightfully. Of course, Tara's tongue wasn't the only part of her body that was at work and her hands were busily trying to undo Rachael's blue jeans. She fumbled with the button while she stared right up into Rachael's eyes, sending her psychic messages of lust and desire.

"I'm going to show you everything Rach," Tara promised as her hands successfully unsnapped her button and opened her jeans. "I'm going to show you how wonderful it is to make love to a woman. Mmmm as soon as you feel it, you're going to wonder how you were able to go so long without it...just like me."

When Tara began pushing her open jeans down her legs. She had already let Tara kiss her, caress her and play with her breasts. It was once again an opportunity to make her stop, but the words wouldn't come. Rachael felt real desire for this now.

She felt like she had to experience it, because if she did stop now she would spend the rest of her life wondering what Tara would have done to her and how it would have felt. She couldn't have dealt with that regret, especially since everything so far had been as good as Tara had promised it would be.

Pulling her jeans off left Rachael in only her panties and her socks. Her panties were pink like her bra was, but the major difference was the growing wetness that was turning the pink red. The damp spot was in the perfect shape of her slit and the panties clung tightly to Rachael's body as her wetness increased. Tara scooted down even further now so she was bent over on her knees at the end of the bed, her face aligned with Rachael's pussy.

"Are you nervous still?" Tara asked, eyeing Rachael's sex.

"A little," Rachael admitted. "But don't stop. Please don't stop Tara. You built it up so damn much and now I have to feel it. I just have to."

"Don't worry," Tara assured her. "No one's stopping. It's about to get sooooo good Rachael."

Tara didn't say anything more after that. She just reached up and pulled down Rachael's panties. Rachael gasped as the open air hit her wetness and moaned when she felt her panties leave a trail of wetness on her skin as they were dragged off her body. She couldn't believe this. This was so unlike her. She didn't do crazy things like this. But that was what was making it so much fun. She wasn't being the Rachael who sat around trying not to call a guy promised to someone else. She was a Rachael who did forbidden things and reaped all the wicked rewards that came with them.

After flinging her panties to the floor, Tara took a moment to appreciate what was laid out before her here on the bed. The lips of Rachael's pussy had small droplets of cream on them. She wasn't super wet, but Tara knew it would take only a few sexy licks to get her like that. Rachael's dark bush was snipped into a neat "V" and Tara couldn't wait to just bury her face in her friend and feel that bush tickle her nose. She was so wet for Rachael and she didn't even pause to pull her socks off. Tara didn't want to wait a second more so she went right after what she wanted, licking away at Rachael's wet pussy.

"Oh gawd...ohhhhh gawwwd....ohhhhhhhhhhh gaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwd..." Rachael repeated again and again as she felt that tongue on her pussy. Her head was filled with intense bursts of pleasure and she wanted more. Rachael's body was on fire and she wanted it to become an inferno.

Having had plenty of chances to taste Shannon and Mena, Tara had been very eager to taste another woman again. She had wanted to see if it was as good the second time. Now she was elated to find that it was just as good, if not better than it had been before. Tara loved the taste of women. Rachael had a distinct flavor and Tara let it coat her tongue and tickle her taste buds.

It was hard for Tara to figure out what it reminded her of and then it dawned on her...it was like Sweetarts! Her favorite candy! That was what Rachael's pussy was like, the sweetness with that edge to it. Now she wanted Rachael more than ever and she let her know it with a series of long, loving licks to her friend's weeping slit.

"Fuck me Tara!" Rachael growled, scarcely believing the words coming out of her mouth. She had never thought she could be like this with another girl, but Tara had just started on her and Rachael already knew this was going to be the best head of her life. Men were always so timid about eating her out, but Tara knew just where to let her tongue play and for how long. Rachael groaned and sighed for more as Tara lapped away at her clit before pushing inside and letting her tongue explore her pink tunnel.

Tara loved hearing that dirty wish come out of Rachael's mouth. She had always seemed to reserved on the set. She was fun, but it was like she was always holding back. Tara didn't want her friend holding back anymore. The thought of Rachael becoming as sex crazed a lesbian slut as Shannon or Mena or Christina or Love or...well hell...herself...had Tara on the verge of creaming her jeans. Tara lustfully dreamed of stripping away every one of Rachael's inhibitions and transforming her into a very naughty girl. They could have such fun together.

Feeling Tara's warm, wet tongue inside her pussy like a very welcomed snake was making Rachael feel as if her whole world was changing. When she had gotten up this morning she could never have envisioned her day ending like this. Now, if this ended as good as it had started, Rachael could so easily see herself going after this tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that and so on...

"C'mon! Fuck me Tara!" Rachael urged loudly, her voice and passion rising along with her wetness. "Get your tongue in my pussy and make me come! You wanted me so fucking bad then show me how good you are...take my pussy! Lick it good you little slut!"

Mmmmm yesss...Tara moaned to herself. She closed her eyes and let the moment wash over her half-naked body. She wanted Rachael to feel like she did. She wanted to warp her friend and totally fuck up the world she had walked in with. Tara had been living a dream since catching her first glimpse of Love and Christina and she wanted to share that dream.

Rachael continued to moan loudly and profanely as Tara ate her out. She was sure Tara was shocked to hear her use naughty words. She didn't like to use too much profanity in public and didn't give off the flirty exterior that girls like Tara, or their other Josie co-star Rosario Dawson, but that didn't mean she was some stick in the mud or anything.

If she got in the mood enough she could make a man blush with the things she said. At times she could totally lose control and go wild like the time she had come home from an exhausting day filming "Antitrust" and had proceeded to slam her then boyfriend against the wall, slap his face and tell him if he didn't get his cock in her cunt that second she was going to leave him for the first stud who wasn't too much of a pussy to give it to her like she wanted.

Rachael shook with pleasure at the memory and of how many times she had ended up coming that night. She didn't know if she was going to get that wild with Tara tonight, but she wanted to. Rachael felt some fear and inhibition left in her and the more Tara licked her and teased her soaking wet pussy, the more she wanted to tear through them and really let herself go. Self control was good...but if she didn't let loose now and again Rachael knew she'd probably just explode.

"Is that what you want Rach?" Tara teased, pulling her face away and nearly making Rachael faint with the realization that that was her girl juice all over the blonde's pretty face. "Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want me to fuck you with my tongue? Or my fingers?"

Tara then slid two of her fingers inside Rachael. Rachael wasn't loose, but she wasn't a vice either. It was a warm, snug fit around her fingers and Tara began pushing them in and pulling them out, making Rachael groan and writhe on her bed. Rachael looked so beautiful right then, Tara thought, all nice and naked except for her socks and with her pussy so wet. Tara had to lean down and kiss Rachael, even as her fingers continued to push inside her and tease her clit with gentler, but firm rubs.

"Yessssssss!!!" Rachael hissed. "Fuck me Tara! Get your fingers in me! This is how you wanted it...right? Me...naked and wet for you to fuck!"

"Mmmm yessss that's just what I wanted," Tara admitted while lavishing Rachael's face and lips with kisses as she fingered her. "I've been thinking about this all day! I played with myself this morning thinking about fucking you and I came so damn hard all over these fingers I've got in you now!"

Rachael got such a kick out of knowing Tara had been thinking about this. She had been wondering whether or not it was just a spontaneous thing that had happened or not. Knowing that Tara had been planning this and fantasizing about her body had Rachael get even wetter. She could feel her orgasm approaching. She wanted it to hold. Rachael didn't want to come yet, but this had been stored in her for a long time and it was impossible to fight off the pleasure. Tara was tapping into desires she didn't even know she had and it was making her so close to coming.

Tara could feel that Rachael was getting close and she pulled her fingers out of her, making sure the brunette could see her lick them clean of all that sweet, but tart juice. Tara was going to make sure she got a good, long taste of Rachael's orgasm. She wasn't going to deny herself this chance and she knew just the way to get Rachael off like a lightning bolt.

"Spread your legs sweetie," Tara advised and Rachael quickly obeyed. She was loosening up for sure now and was far from the immobile statue Tara had let lie on her bed. Now she jumped and writhed with every hot lick and was playing with her own tits as Tara got back to work between her legs. Rachael made sure she was spread as wide as Tara needed. She could feel her orgasm approaching and she didn't want any of it diluted.

Leaning down the taste she so desired, Tara found herself unable to get the angle she wanted. She remedied this by getting off the bed and falling to her knees in front of it. She craned her back up and since Rachael was all spread and waiting for her by the edge, she could so easily get her face in her pussy. Tara slid her horny tongue right through Rachael's pink and found her clit in seconds. After letting her taste buds experience that wonderful flavor again, Tara began licking Rachael's clit with her one and only goal being reducing her friend to orgasm.

"Ooooooooh yessssssssss!!!" Rachael exclaimed. Tara had found her clit so easily and what she was doing to it now should have been published as a manual for all of her ex-boyfriends. She had no idea how much experience Tara had with this stuff, but she did know the girl knew just how to lick her clit. She teased the bud with her tongue, letting it throb against her before licking it hard and steady. Tara had found the magic spot and Rachael got even closer.

"More...Tara mmm...MORE!!!" Rachael urged with rising passion. "Give it to me baby! Make me come! I need it Tara! I need it so fucking bad!"

Tara tried to use every trick she had picked up from her previous encounters to being Rachael her off. She worked her whole face against Rachael's pussy, sucking on her clit hard with her lips and looking up at her with sexy eyes. She saw the need all over Rachael's face and how her body quivered on the bed. The juice she tasted was getting hotter now and it was only a matter of time before she came. Tara kept giving her friend long, passionate sucks of her clit and urging her to come with her eyes.

Rachael couldn't help but see that sexy gaze and it was working on her big time. Those lips firmly attached to her clit had her whole body shaking and she could hold out no more. As Tara happily sucked away, Rachael kissed the last of her inhibitions about this goodbye and came.

"MMMMMMMMMM OHHHHHHH MMMMMMM!!!" Rachael yelled, bucking her pussy against Tara's unyielding face and tongue. It was like mental walls were breaking down with the tidal wave of pleasure drowning her body. She felt sexual gratification like never before as Tara made her come. Tara just kept on sucking on her clit and that made it even better. Rachael's pleasure stretched on for minutes as she cried out, creamed Tara's face and felt like she was totally at one with her sexuality.

"Ohhhh ohhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhh mmmmm..." Rachael sighed, her loud cries quieting and cycling back down to moans. These were now moans of satisfaction and when Tara pulled back from her pussy, Rachael was left in a sexual daze.

"Oh my God..." Rachael finally gasped, still not believing what she had done but knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt how much she had loved it.

"Told ya it was going to be good," Tara declared, getting back on the bed and giving Rachael a wet kiss that allowed her ample opportunity to taste herself.

"You were right..." Rachael replied, loving the taste of her own pussy. "You were so fucking right."

The two girls then blissfully made out for the next little while. Rachael felt her equilibrium and energy return. There was only one thing she wanted to do now.

"Take your jeans off Tara," Rachael requested. "Now I want to do you."

TO BE CONCLUDED IN PART 7