Harem

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 licking their gushing pussies clean.

By the end of the night Alyssa's face was soaked with pussy and she was cum drunk from both men and women, which made it the perfect kind of party. Everything had been so amazing and Alyssa hoped this wasn't the last time her friends from the mansion got a chance to play with Lauren's friends. They had certainly meshed together perfectly and Alyssa wasn't the only one who felt that way, which was clearly emphasized by the last girl to return to the mansion.

"Well well well, look what the cat dragged in," Alyssa teased as she saw Jessica, still dressed from last night's debauchery walk into the kitchen, having just arrived back home.

"Meow," Jessica playfully replied before helping herself to some coffee.

She had stayed behind for one reason and that was because she hadn't been able to get enough of Eva Longoria. The sexy television star had been so hot and enticing that Jessica hadn't had the will to leave her and had instead decided to catch a ride in the morning after some more playtime with her friend.

It had totally been worth it too. By staying behind, Jessica had been able to taste more of Eva's creamy, pink pussy and get that sexy slut's tongue in her pussy and ass too many times to keep count. Not only that but Jessica had also been able to play with all the other hot girls there that she hadn't before.

Her pussy was still moist from how she had voraciously eaten Sara Ramirez's delicious snatch out and then how, as a reward, Sara had told her to screw Katherine Heigl up the ass. Jessica had eagerly agreed, jamming her fingers and then a hard toy up the blonde's tight hole as she had howled for more.

Jessica had also been able to get some nasty fun in with Mariska Hargitay and Heather Graham, lying down so Mariska could ride her face while Heather ate her out. And then at the end of the night Jessica had joined Lauren in her shower, allowing her hostess to watch as Whitney had washed her sweaty, sticky body from head to toe.

Whitney had cleaned her off so well and then licked her everywhere, making her cream the redhead's face as water streamed down on them. Lauren had then licked all her cum off Whitney's face and Jessica had properly thanked her for the invite by sinking to her knees so she could eat the Gilmore Girls star out.

But of course it hadn't just been hot pussy that had made the party so memorable and Alyssa wanted to make sure Jessica was ok with everything that had happened. Alyssa knew it had been a long time since many of her friends had been with a guy so she couldn't help but pry to see how they were taking it.

Jessica had her particularly curious. She'd been the only one of them to stay behind last night and, as much as Alyssa liked Lauren, she didn't want to lose any of her friends to her.

"So, pretty wild last night, huh?" Alyssa inquired as she sipped her coffee.

"It was unbelievable," Jessica smiled as she poured some milk into her cup. "Are Lauren's parties always like that?"

"That was actually pretty mild compared to some of her other bashes," Alyssa admitted. "When she does one of these things, she goes sex crazy."

"We should have her over here some time then," Jessica said. "Let's get her on our turf and see how she does."

"I've asked and she's turned me down cold," Alyssa said. "She just wants to outdo us. Not join us."

"Wow, that's weird," Jessica said taking her first sip of much needed caffeine.

"So what'd you think of Lauren's presents?" Alyssa asked, getting to the point.

"Oh my God Lyssa! I'm totally hooked on cock again! It was like falling off the wagon! I'm moving my stuff out today because all I can think of is boys!" Jessica said with wide eyed enthusiasm before breaking into a laugh and letting on she was teasing.

"Don't even think you had me going a little with that act," Alyssa laughed, playfully flicking a piece of her muffin at her housemate.

"I think I had you going a little bit," Jessica smiled. "But seriously, it was...ummm...interesting. It definitely wasn't what I was expecting. That's for sure. It was fun, but I like things here much better. Mmmm it's much sexier here."

Jessica proved her point by leaning in for a kiss. She pressed her lips to Alyssa and the warm kiss was immediately returned.

"Yeah I didn't know she was going to have the guys over either," Alyssa said, smiling from the feel of Jessica's kiss. "Not that I'm complaining though."

"Yeah you sure didn't look like you were complaining last night," Jessica said, savoring the hot memory of Alyssa imploring all four of her male lovers to shoot their cum on her face and tits as she took turns stroking them off after they'd fucked her.

That had been so fucking hot and while Jessica had only been with the one guy last night she couldn't help but wonder if she ever had the courage to take on more. Being with more than one guy at once was one of the few things she hadn't done and it was definitely a hot fantasy that had crossed her mind a time or two in the past.

"So Lyssa, was it true what I heard?" Jessica asked. "Does Lauren really host gangbang nights at her place?"

"Why? Feel like tagging along with me?" Alyssa replied with a sexy smirk as she gently caressed Jessica's arm, loving the feel of her soft skin.

"Maybe," Jessica shyly admitted. "After all we can't let Lauren and her friends think they're hotter than us. We've gotta show her that no one can outdo us."

"Mmmmm I do love a good challenge," Alyssa said. "I think maybe the next time we..."

But before Alyssa could get another word out of her mouth the last thing in the world she expected happened. The kitchen door pushed open and Alyssa's jaw nearly hit the floor from what she saw.

She was frozen with shock so she couldn't look away but Alyssa knew that Jessica had to be feeling the exact same way. How couldn't she when they were looking at a sight everyone there had considered impossible after everything that had happened?

"Hey girls," Christina beamed as she stood in the kitchen hand in hand with Britney. "Guess what happened last night?"

As the mansion reacted to the dramatics of Britney's sudden return, one frequent guest who was missing out on all the fireworks was Hilary Duff. She would have loved to have been there of course and, had she known Britney was coming back, she would have made damn sure she'd welcomed back the woman who had been the first to fuck her ass.

But unfortunately, Hilary was too preoccupied with sneaking back into her house undetected to be at the mansion for Britney's return. It was after nine in the morning and Hilary knew her mom was up already. She was always an early riser and she'd probably noticed that her car was gone, but Hilary hoped if she could elude detection and get inside she'd be able to bluff her way through the inevitable confrontation.

Hilary had never meant to stay out so late. Her plan had been to get over to Lauren's party and then go home that night without her mom any the wiser to the fact that she'd snuck out. But she'd been too tired to go home after all the fun she'd had and too unwilling to leave Lindsay and all her incredible friends.

The more time she spent at the mansion, the more she felt like it was the only place in the world she could truly be free. She felt so wild and uninhibited when she was there, like she was the true Hilary, not like at home where she had to pretend to be sweet and innocent.

She felt most alive when she was at the mansion, especially when she was with Lindsay. They had so totally connected and not only did Hilary love spending time with her friend, but Lindsay got her pussy wetter than anyone.

Hilary's mom already hated Lindsay and forbid them to be friends. She would have absolutely died if she'd known that she and Lindsay were so much more than friends and that each and every time they saw each other they couldn't help but tear each other's clothes off and fuck each other silly. Mmmm not to mention fuck every other hot girl they saw. And Hilary guessed she could include guys now too.

She'd never been with a guy before last night and it had been so hot to suck that guy's dick, especially since he had Lindsay's juices all over them. It had felt so hot and slutty to suck a guy's cock when she didn't even know him.

Hilary hadn't wanted to try anything more than blowjobs with any of the guys at the party, but she and Lindsay had sucked off another guy together and Hilary was definitely curious about trying more, especially since it had felt so good when he had come all over their faces and she and Lindsay had kissed and licked each other clean.

Of course she couldn't try more if she was grounded by her mom until the end of the world, so Hilary was literally tiptoeing inside her house, hoping to avoid being found. If she could just get up to her room she could get her clothes off and get a shower so she wouldn't smell like sex. She hated having to do this. She just wanted to run away with Lindsay to the mansion and never come back here.

Hilary crept up the stairs barely making a sound as she held her heels in her hands to keep from being heard. She made it upstairs and was getting closer and closer to her bedroom when she suddenly heard a voice from behind.

"Hilary?" the voice called out, causing the teenager to scream in surprise and drop her heels to the ground.

She turned around expecting to get major portions of her ass chewed off by her mother, but found instead that the family maid, Carmelita, had discovered her. Hilary let out a loud sigh of relief.

"Are you just coming in from last night?" Carmelita asked, disapproval in her voice but not the kind of anger Hilary was used to getting from her mother.

"Yeah," Hilary sheepishly admitted. "Don't tell mom though. She'll totally freak."

"I won't tell," Carmelita promised. She didn't like the way Susan Duff lorded over her daughter and controlled every aspect of her life. A girl Hilary's age needed to taste freedom and start to experience life. Not that she approved of her staying out all night, but it wasn't like the girl should be treated like a prisoner in her own home.

"Mrs. Duff is not here anyway," Carmelita stated, getting another loud sign of relief from Hilary.

"Where is she?" Hilary said, happy that she wasn't about to be caught.

"She did not say," Carmelita said. "Someone came and delivered an envelope to her and she left very suddenly. She didn't say where she was going. She just left and she seemed very upset about something."

"Hmmmm I wonder what," Hilary said, even though deep down she didn't really care.

She was too happy that she had been able to get home without getting in trouble. Now she could finally get clean and look presentable for when her mom got home, but Hilary's mind was already focusing on something else...wondering when she could sneak out again to get back to Malibu and see Lindsay.

Hilary wasn't the only one whose late night had resulted in a late start to the morning. By the time Love stirred the sun was already well up in the sky and it wasn't a natural awakening.

She gladly would have slept the day away, but the unmistakable sound of her cell phone snapped her out of her sleepy daze. She responded with a tired groan of frustration and a futile attempt to not face the day by burying her head under the pillow.

But that just quieted the ringing of her phone. It didn't stop it and finally Love gave in. She lunged out of bed, nearly ending up sprawled on the floor in the process to grab her phone out of her bag. She'd left her bag near her dress on Rose'e floor and Love reached it just before the call went to her voicemail.

"Hello?" Love said sleepily as she tried to snap herself quickly out of the haze her head was still in.

"Love? Did I wake you?" a male voice on the other end asked and it took Love a second to realize it was Damon.

"Mmmhmmm," Love told her agent, a yawn slipping out of her mouth in the process to emphasize the point. "What time is it?"

"It's five after 11," Damon informed his client.

"Shit!" Love replied in annoyance at herself. She'd never dreamed she was going to sleep this late. Why hadn't Rose or Jennifer woken her? A quick look around the room found that neither of them were there anymore. They had obviously gone off and left her there sleeping the day away.

"I overslept," Love admitted with embarrassment.

"I can tell, I've been trying to reach you all morning," Damon said and a quick glance over at her phone showed Love that she'd missed four calls. God, how could she have slept right through her phone ringing all those times?

Love breathed a sigh of relief that she hadn't been due on the Ghost Whisperer set that day. The last thing she wanted was to start missing call times and have people there start to think she was some kind of unreliable diva.

"Sorry," Love sheepishly replied. "I had a little bit of a late night last night. I guess I was more tired than I thought. I didn't mean to miss your calls."

"Don't sweat it," Damon assured Love. "I've been on the other end of these conversations too many times to count. I've slept whole days away. I'm just glad I finally caught you."

"Yeah, what's up?" Love asked as she tried and remember if she was supposed to have a meeting with anyone today or anything. She didn't recall having set anything up and in the process of searching her memory Love noticed something about herself. She was sitting on Rose's floor completely naked.

Now ordinarily this wasn't anything new. She'd been more than naked in every room in the mansion but she could have sworn she'd gone to sleep in her bra and panties. The very same bra and panties that she noticed were now carelessly thrown onto the floor. There was only one explanation Love could think of.

"Rose," Love said, shaking her head as a smile tugged at her lips. It had hardly been the first time she had gone to bed with Rose wearing something only to wake up in the buff. Rose just seemed to delight in stripping her down in her sleep and Love couldn't get mad at her about it.

"Huh?" Damon asked from the other end of the call. "What about her?"

Love had gotten so caught up in discovering her stripped state that she'd actually forgotten she was still on the call and she quickly covered for herself.

"Nothing...it's nothing. Don't worry about it. Forget I said anything," Love said, a little embarrassed. Damon represented almost all of them at the mansion and Love was sure he suspected at least something a little out of the ordinary was going on there. But they had never admitted anything to him and Love wasn't about to start now.

"Ok," Damon replied, more than a little curious about what the heck was going on with his client, but deciding not to press it. "I've got something big for you today. Can you do a meeting?"

"I think so," Love replied. "I don't have anything planned today. What's the project?"

"Well it's a film," Damon explained. "One that you were attached to once. Do you remember a project called Heartstrings?"

"Did you just say Heartstrings?" Love asked in disbelief. She couldn't have heard him right. She must still be sleeping or something. There was no way that was what he could have said.

But Damon quickly confirmed to Love that she'd heard him correctly.

"Yeah, the studio obviously put it in turnaround years ago, but they're looking at it again," Damon said. "It's starting to build steam and they want to meet with you about it. You interested in taking the meeting?"

"Are you serious?" Love nearly screamed with excitement into the phone. "Yes! Yes! Definitely yes!"

Love heard Damon chuckle on the other end of the call but she barely registered it as he told her the details about the wheres and whens of the meeting. Her mind was too busy racing for her to focus on anything else but this incredible surprise. Whatever residual exhaustion there was left over from the night before was long gone now.

Heartstrings wasn't just any movie to Love. It was THE movie. It was the part she had wanted more than anything. She had wanted it more than starring in any of her television shows. She had wanted it more than any of the leads she had played in movies. It was the part she had always thought was made for her.

She had fallen in love with the script the first time she had read it and that love hadn't faded a bit in all this time. Just the idea that she could have a chance to do this incredible romance, the one everyone who had seen the script had compared to Love Story, filled her with giddiness. The script had been so good it had made her cry just from reading it and Love would have done anything to play this part.

Of course, the part itself wasn't the only sentimental attachment she had to the movie. She had auditioned for the lead once before and she hadn't been the only actress who had coveted the part.

Her audition was the day she had ran into Sarah. It was the day they had done everything they could to try and outdo each other. It was the day they had fought. It was the day they had first kissed. It was the day they had first made love. It was the day everything had started.

Without the movie, they never would have encountered each other like they had and everything that had happened since never would have. The day of her audition for the movie had been the most amazing day of Love's life and to say she thought back to it frequently would have been an incredible understatement.

Her life had changed that day forever and absolutely for the better. And now Damon was telling her she had a chance again at this amazing part? Love hadn't thought that was possible. It felt like everything was coming full circle and as soon as she got all the details, Love profusely thanked Damon repeatedly and then hung up so she could quickly get ready.

Her meeting was at two and she still had to shower and compose herself. God, could this really be happening? It was the break she had waited for for so long and something about it just felt right.

She didn't question how the script which had been buried for so long had suddenly reemerged. Strange things like this happened all the time in Hollywood. Red hot projects suddenly turned ice cold and vice versa. Love was just happy that they were still thinking of her in connection with the project and right now all she cared about was getting to the audition on time.

Meanwhile a nondescript truck lurched its way across America's highways on a journey from Virginia back toward California. The truck's cabin was plain white so as not to draw any attention, especially since the cabin contained no cargo, just thee passengers. The truck was actually a government transport disguised as a delivery truck, the name Certified Idaho Apples painted boldly in red across the sides to avert any suspicion.

"Is this the best they could do?" Franklin wondered. "I mean, does Idaho even have apples?"

That question didn't get any answers. Waldo's mind was elsewhere and Franklin knew just where.

"It doesn't make any sense, does it?" Franklin asked.

"Not a bit of it," Waldo said. "Why on Earth would Brandon go all that trouble to basically open a brainwashing business? It just doesn't add up. That can't be his end game. It just can't be."

"It's gotta be something more," Franklin agreed. "It's too small time for him. He's gotta have a bigger plan in mind. Why steal a device like that if you're just going to zap people in the head and get them to stop smoking or chewing their nails. It doesn't make any sense."

"But what can we do about it?" Delbert asked. "We're duty bound to protect the girls. What if he uses it on them? What if he zaps them and makes them into human chess pieces for a huge outdoor set he's constructing in his backyard?"

"I think we'll assume that's a remote possibility," Waldo replied. "But he is right about one thing. The girls are too close to us. Until we have evidence otherwise we have to assume they might be targets of some kind."

"But targets for what?" Franklin asked.

"We don't know," Waldo admitted. "And that's what makes it more troubling. We have no idea what we're up against."

As the truck lurched its way back toward the West Coast, a meeting was about to get underway at Total Transformation. The conference room was filled and there was just one more interested party Brandon had seen fit to invite. She was late and her arrival was quite pronounced, but Brandon decided to let it go. After all if her money was right, he didn't give a damn how she acted.

"Are you responsible for this?" Susan Duff demanded as she shoved a photo in Brandon's face. "This filth was delivered to my house late yesterday and I got it this morning along with the instructions to come here. Are you responsible for this disgusting forgery?"

"Sorry boss, she barreled right through," one of the company's paid mercenaries explained. Brandon ignored the apology though and instead focused on Hilary's overbearing mother.

"Mrs. Duff I assure you that's no forgery," Brandon said. "Now come inside the conference room and all will be explained."

"I will do no such thing!" Susan exclaimed. "You tell me right now what the hell is going on here? My Hilary would never do these disgusting things. How did you set this up? This is her fault! That filthy skank Lindsay Lohan is responsible for this! I'm going to see you both are arrested for making my Hilary do these disgusting acts!"

Brandon just shook his head. Susan had been sent a surveillance photo of Lindsay and Hilary stealing a passionate kiss when they thought no one had been looking. But that was all it was. Just a kiss. He could only imagine what her reaction would have been if he had evidence for just how sexual their relationship was. He knew what was going on there, but he didn't have the photos.

"Just take a seat inside the conference room," Brandon insisted. "All will be explained."

Susan wasn't making any progress with her cries for justice, so she decided to go along with what this man said. Brandon opened the door and Susan walked into the conference room. What she saw inside made her gasp and drop the photograph right out of her hand onto the floor. The room contained a large oak table surrounded by chairs and those chairs were filled with men, many of whom Susan instantly recognized.

Ryan Philippe. Justin Timberlake. Gavin Rossdale. Jay-Z. Kevin Federline. And others who she didn't know by name but had been linked romantically to some of Hollywood's biggest female stars.

"What the hell is going on here?" Susan demanded again.

"Take a seat and listen," Brandon insisted. "Mr. Philippe, have you managed to reach Mr. Prinze?"

"No he went off to shoot a movie in Prague," Ryan answered. "He doesn't know what's happening here."

"Well then it will be up to you to tell him," Brandon said. "Now since you're all present, I assume you all received the photos and instructions to be here today."

"Yeah, what is this shit?" Jay Z glowered. "Is this fucking blackmail? Because if it is you better hope you've got a lot of protection around you at all times."

"This isn't blackmail, this is an opportunity for you," Brandon said as he sat down at the head of the conference table. "This is an opportunity for you to correct certain...well let's just say certain imperfections in the personalities of the women in your lives."

Love had practically been floating as she showered, dressed and tried to make herself look as pretty as possible without overdoing it. She wanted this part so bad, but she didn't want to look desperate. She had to appear confident without being cocky. Sexy without being slutty. Interested but not obsessed.

As she had gotten ready, Love had actually considered wearing the same blouse and skirt she had worn that day when she had first hooked up with Sarah. She still had them hanging in her closet, preserved as a precious memory. But she didn't want to do that. After all that had happened with Sarah, there was too much pain still associated with that outfit.

Instead she had thrown on another blouse and skirt that were classy without being too prim and bolted out the door. She wanted to make sure she got to the studio with plenty of time. She didn't want to risk freeway traffic that would have made her late. Not for this part. Not for this chance.

Naturally as she tried to contain herself while driving to the meeting Love couldn't help but think back to Sarah. She wondered if they wanted to meet with her too. What would she say when she learned the project was in development again? But those questions took a back seat to all the memories of how she and Sarah had connected that time and everything that had happened since.

How could she not think of that? How could she not think back to the first feel of another woman's lips on hers? How could she not think back to how Sarah's touch had made her feel and how it had created a lust for women that had only grown with every passing day? Love had never felt anything like that before that day and it had been so sexy and scary and wonderful all at once.

Those memories were never far from Love's mind, but now with this meeting set up they consumed her. At first Love had tried to push them away. But she eventually gave up and let them wash over her as she drove along the freeway toward the studio. Despite everything that had happened with Sarah, these were still incredible memories that only brought Love pleasure. She didn't want to ever have them fade in her mind.

She couldn't help but smile as she remembered how Sarah had made her feel pleasure that day that she had never dreamed and since it had both been their first time it had only gotten better that day with more and more practice.

Of course thinking of the good things reminded her again of what had happened yesterday and how she regretted all the things she'd said. But Love didn't let those thoughts linger. She was far too excited about all of this to think about anything but the positive side today.

Love couldn't remember ever wanting a role as bad as this. She knew this was just a preliminary meeting and she wasn't deluding herself into thinking she was the only actress they were looking at or even the top contender for the role. She was going to have to go into this meeting and blow everyone away with how well she knew this role and how she would be able to take the words on the page and make each line of dialogue her own.

She was so excited that she had to remind herself a bunch of times not to go too fast and get pulled over for speeding. She didn't want anything to cause her to be late and fortunately traffic wasn't too bad. Love was able to make her way to the studio fairly quickly and when she pulled up to the gate she saw she actually had time to spare.

Love debated about whether or not she should just drive around and kill some time, but she decided against that. Why not arrive early and show them all how important this was to her? It was a great way to show her commitment to the role and how eager she was to get to work on the project, if they offered it to her of course.

Love didn't want to think about the possibility of not getting this role. Seeing someone else playing the part she felt she was born to play would have been heartbreaking. She had to have this part. Not only was it an incredible role, but she felt it could finally make her a movie star.

Now that she was two seasons deep into Ghost Whisperer and a third almost official, Love had pretty much given up on ever being a movie star. Sure the movies she made usually broke even or even better, but Love didn't delude herself into thinking the studios were banging down her door to cast her in blockbusters.

She liked TV and she loved her show, so she was happy doing that, but if there ever was a chance to be a real movie star, like Audrey Hepburn and all the other famous women she'd idolized, Love would have jumped at the chance.

Love felt like this was the movie that would finally set her star up high and force people to realize that she could act, that she did have talent and that she was more than a set of big tits. Love didn't want to think about not getting this role so again she forced herself to only focus on the positive.

As she parked her car, walked inside and headed toward where Damon had told her the meeting was, Love thought only about how she was going to absolutely kill in this role and how she'd impress everyone so much at this meeting they'd be falling over themselves to offer her the part.

But those thoughts took a bit of a backseat when she opened the door to where the meeting was supposed to be and found nothing but an empty office. A part of her brain reminded her that this was actually the same place she'd auditioned the first time, but Love was more concerned with the fact that no one seemed to be there. There were no writers, no directors and no producers. There weren't even any executives.

Had she messed up the time? Love would have kicked herself forever if she had screwed this up. But a quick, nervous glance at her Blackberry showed that she'd gotten right everything that Damon had told her. She was at the right place, at the right time. Maybe she was just too early. Maybe that was it. Maybe no one else had gotten there yet.

"Hello?" Love called into the lit room. It looked like everything was set up for an audition, with the video camera and the chairs. It was just like it had been before when she and Sarah had first auditioned, almost like the room had been frozen in time.

It was very strange that no one was there and Love called out again, wondering if maybe someone was in one of the adjoining offices.

"Is anyone here?" Love asked, getting more and more curious by the second about what was going on. There didn't seem to be anyone here, just a door to the next office, and Love turned around thinking maybe she should head out and check with the receptionist to make sure they hadn't moved the audition or something.

But before she could do that, the other door opened up behind her and the mystery of what was happening here was emphatically solved.

"Hi Love," a feminine voice softly and shyly said.

Love had her back turned but no one had to tell her whose voice it was. She knew it as well as she knew her own and she froze in surprise.

"Sarah..." Love gasped before turning around and facing the woman who had once been her housemate. She had no idea what to say or even what was about to happen here and it left her in a stunned state.

The two girls just stared at each other, neither knowing what to say. There wasn't any anger between them. No one was screaming and no one was crying. They just locked eyes and stared at each other, neither one of them wanting to look away, but neither of them coming up with the right words to say either.

They just stared and waited for the other to talk, both of them regretting what had happened between them and both just wanting things to be good again.

The stare between the two actresses lasted on and neither girl broke the silence. It could have been for seconds, minutes or even an hour. Neither of them had much of a concept of time right then. They just stood there, shifting nervously on their feet and wondering when someone would actually speak.

Finally Love broke the silence before it grew too awkward. This was the last thing she had expected. In many ways it was even more of a surprise than seeing Sarah yesterday at Damon's. This was close to overwhelming and Love blurted out the first thing that came to her mind, something which had now become obvious to her.

"There's no audition is there?" Love asked, glancing around again at a room that was empty except for her and Sarah.

"No," Sarah admitted, shaking her head. "I had Damon set it up for me. I just...just needed to see you Love. I didn't know how else to do it. I thought you'd hang up on me if I called and you wouldn't let me in if I came by the mansion. It was just all I could think of."

"Oh," Love simply replied, her mouth falling into a little frown.

It was clear she was disappointed about the movie not being back in production after all and Sarah suddenly felt terrible, like she'd gone and made things worse by playing with Love's emotions. She hadn't meant to make Love feel bad about this. It had just seemed like a good way to get them together, but Sarah hadn't truly appreciated how much Love had wanted this movie.

"I'm sorry I had to trick you," Sarah said. "I just didn't know any other way to get you here. I had to see you, Love. I didn't mean to get your hopes up about the movie. I just needed a place to see you and this felt like our place. You know, special."

"It's ok," Love replied. She was disappointed about the movie for sure, but she was more concerned with the woman before her. She had so much she wanted to say to Sarah, but she didn't want it to come out like it had yesterday. So she said nothing at first.

The two girls just looked at each other as Sarah crept in closer to Love. Her former housemate didn't move any closer to her, but at least she didn't back away and Sarah took that as a positive sign.

"You look really good Love," Sarah said, trying to break the ice with her friend.

At least she hoped Love was still her friend. After yesterday Sarah didn't know anything for certain anymore. Even if they never got back together sexually, Sarah at least wanted to have Love and everyone as her friends again. Not having them in her life at all would have been heartbreaking.

"Thanks," Love shyly replied. She didn't mean to be coming across coldly to Sarah. She just didn't know what to say. Being confronted like this was a huge surprise and she didn't want things to go down like they had yesterday.

"So do you Sarah," Love said, unable to keep from falling into old habits as she checked Sarah out in her tight jeans and shirt. Sarah definitely looked good to her and even though Love still felt sad and mad and uneasy about everything going on here, she couldn't help but still feel the lust she had for Sarah.

The two girls resumed staring at each other, like they were sizing the other up. Their eyes were both full and pleading with the other to speak, but they continued to wait for the other. The seconds ticked away with neither girl opening her mouth as their eyes implored action. The silence was becoming unbearable and finally both girls snapped, naturally at the same time.

"I'm sorry!" Sarah and Love said simultaneously, causing both girls to reflexively back off. They didn't want to talk over each other and Sarah was so surprised that Love was apologizing for anything that she was struck silent for longer. That gave Love the chance to press on and she took it.

"I didn't mean any of the things I said yesterday," Love said as she wringed her hands together, trying tell Sarah how she felt without completely losing it in front of her. "You're not a bitch Sarah. I didn't mean it when I said I never wanted to see you again! I felt so bad for saying that to you! I do want to see you again Sarah! I never wanted to stop! Every time the phone rang at the mansion I wished it was you! You're not a bitch Sarah! I feel so bad I said that to you!"

"Shhh...shhhh it's ok Love," Sarah said, placing her hand on Love's arm and softly touching it to calm her down. It was the first touch Sarah had taken of her friend in more than a year and it was electric to her. "You don't have to be sorry for anything. I'm the one who should be sorry. I was a bitch, Love. I was so horrible to all of you. I hurt you Love. I hurt everyone. You were right. I deserved what you said to me. I'm not mad at all. You don't have to apologize for anything. I'm the one who should apologize."

"Why Sarah? Why did you leave us?" Love asked, letting go of any anger left inside her to ask the question which had been weighing heavily on her mind since they'd found Sarah's goodbye note in Jamaica. "Was it because of me? Was it because of what I told you in the shower? Was it because I asked you not to marry Freddie?"

"No Love, it was all me," Sarah sighed, feeling good to finally be able to say all of this to her friend's face. "You didn't have anything to do with me leaving. None of you did. I just didn't think I could have both you and Freddie. I didn't want to end up like Jen. I thought I had to choose and I chose Freddie. I thought that was what I had to do, but I was wrong Love. I never should have left and I'm so sorry. I should have chose you. I made such a huge mistake. I wish I could take it all back. I wish I'd stayed that night. I wish I'd never left. I wish I'd given Freddie his ring back and never gone through with the wedding. I'm sorry I left, Love. I'm sorry I hurt you. I'm sorry for everything."

Love couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had never expected to hear Sarah admit a mistake like this. She had to admit it made her feel good inside but Love didn't want to rub Sarah's face in her mistake. She never wanted to do that.

She hadn't wanted Sarah to be miserable. She loved her friend too much to want her to be in pain, but it did make her feel good to know that Sarah regretted leaving them. It had been so hard to be without her, thinking she'd made Sarah leave, and knowing Sarah wished she'd stayed made Love feel better.

But Love didn't say that. She just let Sarah keep talking. Love never wanted Sarah to think that her misery brought her pleasure. Even after all their time apart, Love cared far too much for Sarah for her to think that. Love had seen so many of Christina's Britney-fueled rages and she never wanted to be that kind of person. She could see how hard all this was on Sarah and Love just let her spill her emotions out.

"And the worst part was I knew it was a mistake right away," Sarah said, her lips quivering as she tried to hold back her tears. "I was sobbing in the cab ride away from the hotel because I knew I'd made a mistake. I wish I'd made the driver stop and turn around. But I didn't. I was too scared. I didn't want to admit I'd made the wrong choice. I wanted to believe that I could make it work with Freddie. I just didn't want to admit that I didn't feel for him the way I felt for all of you guys. I never did. I never had the kind of connection I had with him that I have with you Love or with Rose or Jen. That was why I never called or visited or anything. I didn't want to face up to my mistake and I knew if I saw you I would see how stupid I'd been. I didn't want to hurt you by staying away, though."

"But you did," Love said, releasing her own feelings too. "That's the one thing I said yesterday that I really meant. It hurt so bad when you left. It hurt even worse when you never called or anything. It was like you didn't care. It was like we didn't matter at all to you. Like we were nothing."

"No Love, you're everything," Sarah said, moving her hand down Love's arm to take her hand and squeeze it. "I'm so so so sorry for making you feel that way. I feel so terrible about what I did. I know it's unforgivable. I didn't want to hurt you. Love, when you told me how much you cried it broke my heart. I never wanted to make you feel that way. I was just so selfish that I only thought about my own feelings and I hate myself for that. I miss you Love. I miss you all so much. I'm miserable not being with you guys."

"I miss you too Sarah," Love said. "I've missed you every single day. That was why I was so upset about yesterday. I didn't want you to think I hadn't missed you. Because I do. We all do. It's not the same there without you. We never even did anything with your room. We just left it as it was."

"My room is still there?" Sarah asked, unable to help but smile at that. She knew she didn't deserve it, but any hope that she could somehow go back home to the mansion was a very welcome one.

"Yeah," Love confirmed with a nod of her head. "We didn't want to give it to someone else or have anyone sleep there. It just didn't feel right.'

"Love I want to come home," Sarah said, squeezing her friend's hand even harder. She hadn't meant to ask this, not yet at least, but knowing her room was still there and untouched made her longing for it unbearable. "Please let me come home. I want things to be the way they were before. I just want to come home with you and be with our friends. I want my old life back. I want to pretend like all of this never happened."

That was an even more surprising admission from Sarah and Love became flustered at the thought of it. Part of her, and a very strong part of her at that, wanted to pull Sarah in for a kiss and tell her that she could come home and they could pretend like none of this had ever happened. But the other part of her told her that too much had happened for them to just snap their fingers and pretend she'd never left.

"What about Freddie?" Love asked. If this was going to happen she wasn't about to share Sarah, not with someone like Freddie.

"I'm leaving Freddie," Sarah said. "No matter what happens between you and me, I'm leaving him. Our marriage is miserable. He never pays attention to my needs. He's only concerned about his career. He treats me like I'm some trophy he has so everyone can see he's got a hot wife. He cares more about his buddies than me. And I don't love him. I know that now. I love you Love. I love Rose and Jen and all our friends. I can't be with him anymore. I know I made a mistake marrying him and one way or the other I'm leaving him."

Sarah stifled a sob as she tried her best to fight back her tears. She'd already cried way too much about this and she wanted to be done crying. But this was such an emotional experience for her it was hard to hold them back. She was seeing Love for real for the first time in so long and now she was admitting all her mistakes. It was so hard for her, but she kept on going and soon she found herself being pulled into a hug.

"Mmmmm," Sarah couldn't help but moan as Love hugged her. It felt so intimate and so right. It was just a hug, but it was such a great comfort for Sarah to know that Love would still touch her and that she still cared.

"I want you to come back home too," Love said as she embraced Sarah, loving the feel of their two bodies pressed together again. "But it's just so...it's been too long. I can't just...just...it's just that it hurt so much when you left and I don't know if we...I...can handle you leaving again."

"I never will," Sarah promised Love. "I'll never leave any of you again. I swear to God, I never will Love. I know I fucked up so bad. I know I made the biggest mistake of my life. I know I don't deserve to just come home, but I need you guys more than ever now. I feel so lonely. My life is nothing without you and all our friends in it. I know I hurt you, but I want to make it up to you Love. I want to make it up to everyone. If I have to spend the rest of my life making it up to you, I will. I just want to come home."

"Is this why you picked this place?" Love asked. "Is that why you had Damon pretend the movie was back on? So I'd forgive you?"

"It just felt like the right way to have a fresh start," Sarah admitted. "This is where it all started for us and I guess I wanted to see if maybe we could start it all again in the same place. I didn't really think it through that much. I didn't know if you were going to slap me or kiss me. I didn't have any expectations coming in here Love. I know this is a lot to throw at you, but I totally mean what I say. I want to be with you again Love. I want to be with Rose and Jen and Jess and Lyssa and Chrissy and everyone. I want to go home. I don't want to be with Freddie. I can't be with him anymore. I want to go home. I need to go home. Please Love. Please say you'll let me make it up to you. I'll do anything you want. I know it's hard and you can't just forgive me, but I want to show you I deserve a second chance."

"Oh Sarah," Love said softly, fighting back some tears of her own. She'd dreamed of this so many times, of Sarah saying she was sorry and that everything could be just like it had been before. But now that it was really happening, Love didn't know how to react.

She wanted to give Sarah this second chance. Love never was any good at holding grudges. She had always believed in forgiveness. She wanted to forgive Sarah so badly. She loved holding her, feeling Sarah's arms wrap around her waist in return and hugging her back. She had missed her so much and all this now was just what she had longed for all those months Sarah had been gone.

But were they rushing into things? So much had happened and it wasn't as though they could gloss it over. Sarah had been gone so long and it wasn't just her own feelings that Love knew she had to take into account. There were also Rose's and Jennifer's and everyone's. Each and every girl at the mansion had been hurt by Sarah's departure.

God, it felt so good to hold each other again, though. Love rested her head on Sarah's shoulder and she felt Sarah do the same. Love also felt the shoulder of her blouse get wet and she knew Sarah was crying. She hugged Sarah tighter as a reflex, not wanting to let her go, and she felt Sarah's body tremble slightly against hers as soft little sobs traveled through her.

Love knew she couldn't deny Sarah forgiveness and, more importantly, she knew she didn't want to deny her. She wanted to forgive. She wanted her friend back in her life. The rest they would figure out later.

"Come home baby," Love said softly into Sarah's ear as they continued to hug each other. "I miss you so much Sarah. I want you to come home."

"Oh Love," Sarah sighed in utter happiness as she pulled off her shoulder so they could be face to face. Sarah's eyes were pink and puffy from her tears but her smile was ear to ear and she did what felt natural by leaning right in to kiss Love on her lips.

It was their first kiss in far too long and it was happening right where they'd pressed their lips together for the first time ever. History was repeating itself and the second time around was even better.

The first time they had ever kissed it had been out of anger. Sarah had slammed her lips to Love's in an effort to trump her and shut her rival up. That had been followed by intense lust and curiosity as they'd torn each other's clothes off and touched another woman's body for the first time. They hadn't yet known how to really please another woman that time. They'd just done what their instincts had commanded.

This time there was no anger and their kiss was so much calmer. It was tender and loving as the two girls let go of the past months and embraced a new future with each other. Love closed her eyes and surrendered to Sarah's soft, sensual kiss, parting her lips and kissing her right back.

It was more than a kiss for Sarah and Love. It was their reunion and the feel of their soft lips pressing together as their tongues touched melted away all the loneliness and pain of the past months. The kiss showed the feelings for each other that had been born in this very room hadn't died. They had just gone into hiding for a while and now they were back.

As their kiss continued, it grew in passion and heat. Once Sarah got her first taste of Love's lips, stopping wasn't even an option. It felt too good to stop. It felt too right. This was where she was supposed to be. If she had had any doubts about that, they were gone now. She didn't belong with Freddie. She belonged with her girlfriends. She belonged where there was real love and affection.

Breaking only briefly for breath now and then, Love and Sarah kept kissing. It had been ages since they had felt the other's lips and tasted each other's tongues but none of that mattered now. All that mattered was making each other feel good. Just as they had years ago in this room the two girls' desires took over, pushing them forward and stopping their brains from even considering doubting what they were doing.

Sarah's arms were still wrapped around Love's waist and she couldn't help but lower her hands to squeeze her lover's ass through her skirt. That got a low, happy moan from Love and the brunette kissed Sarah harder. They didn't want this to stop. They didn't want anything to slow them down. They both feared that if they even paused for a second this wouldn't really happen and somehow they'd be torn apart again.

"I missed you Love...missed you so much," Sarah mumbled in between kisses. "I missed kissing you. I missed touching you."

"Touch me Sarah," Love urged. "Please touch me. Mmmm I missed you too. I missed how good you always made me feel. God, don't stop Sarah. Please don't stop."

"I won't," Sarah promised. "I'm never gonna stop again. Never ever gonna stop."

Sarah proved this by pressing her lips harder to Love's, increasing the strength of their kiss, while her hands moved up from Love's ass to her chest. She let her hands move up toward Love's tits just like she had so many times before. There was no shyness and no hesitation in Sarah's touch. She did what felt natural to her and she did what she wanted. And God, did she want Love. She wanted her more now than she had that first day when they had discovered these wicked lusts for other women inside each other.

Love groaned happily when she felt Sarah's hands on her tits, playing with them lovingly through her blouse and bra. Love just wanted to tear her clothes off and then Sarah's too. She had never stopped wanting Sarah and now she was aching to fuck her, just like they had here before.

But most of all Love didn't want the kissing to stop. The kissing that showed her, even more than words could, that Sarah's words were sincere and true, that she was sorry and that she wanted forgiveness. Her kisses said all that and more and Love never wanted them to end.

A little part in Love's head told her she shouldn't be doing this...not here and not so soon with Sarah. But it was so easy to ignore that nagging part of her brain. Love wanted this so bad to resist it happening.

She'd fantasized so many times about reuniting with Sarah and her pussy was getting wetter by the second from her friend's kisses and caresses, a sexy touch that Love had missed so much. Love surrendered to her lusts and needs and it felt so good to just let Sarah touch her and show her how much she'd missed being at the mansion.

Unlike their first time, when the passion had been so overwhelming for them both that they'd lost their balance and crashed right to the floor, Sarah gently lowered Love down until the brunette was flat on her back.

Sarah hadn't expected things to go this far. She had just wanted to talk to Love and see if there were still real feelings between them. But now that things were going at a faster pace than she had imagined, Sarah didn't think twice and definitely didn't question this great gift.

Sarah pulled herself on top of Love and kissed her with heated passion, rubbing their bodies together and making them both moan. Sarah was absolutely soaked under her jeans and panties but she didn't consider her own arousal for a second. All she wanted then was to make Love feel good. Her needs took a distant back seat as Love moaned from her kisses and touches.

Kissing down Love's neck, Sarah popped open a few buttons of Love's blouse to expose the violet bra she had on underneath. Sarah hadn't taken complete leave of her senses and she knew that time was of the essence because this was hardly a private room and anyone could walk in at any time. So she didn't spend too much time at Love's chest, just enough to make her friend moan with even more pleasure.

Love's blouse was open enough to show off her cleavage and Sarah wetly kissed in between her friend's tits. She knew Love's breasts so well by now, how she liked them touched and where to lick and where to bite. But Sarah didn't have time to lavish attention on her chest and Love knew it. Love's hand was on the back of Sarah's head, playing with her hair softly, and she began to push down on it, urging her lover to move lower on her body.

Getting the message, Sarah left behind Love's tits, her nipples poking hard against her violet bra and the curves of her tits uncovered by the bra wet with horny saliva. Neither girl had exchanged a word since they'd gotten onto the floor. They'd let their moans and happy sex sighs do the talking for them. But when Sarah made her way down between Love's legs she couldn't help but open her mouth again.

She parted the brunette's legs and lifted up her skirt to expose Love's matching panties, already wet with desire. Sarah ran her fingers over Love's panties, loving how she could tell her housemate was still completely shaved by how the violet garment clung to her cunt lips. Sarah moaned as she felt Love's wetness and began rubbing her friend through her panties.

"Oh Love, you're so wet for me," Sarah marveled. "Mmmmm baby I love making this tight little pussy of yours all nice and wet. I'm gonna fuck you Love. I'm gonna eat this sexy wet pussy of yours and make you come. I'm gonna show you how good I still can be."

"Do it!" Love groaned, knowing full well this room was hardly the best place to get eaten out and not caring a bit. It had been perfect for them before and now it was serving its purpose once more as they embarked on a fresh start. "Fuck me Sarah! Eat my pussy and make me come baby! Just like you used to all the time! Show me you still know how to treat a woman Sarah and I'll show I'm still a naughty little slut who can't ever get enough! Please lick me Sarah! Lick my slutty pussy just like you used to in Malibu! Make me a slut for you again Sarah!"

Love supposed she could have made Sarah crawl or beg for forgiveness or something like that first. She could have made Sarah do anything and everything she desired just for a taste of her pussy. She totally could have made Sarah her slave in exchange for forgiveness, but that just wasn't who Love was. She didn't want to make Sarah beg or suffer. Her other housemates could play those games. Love just wanted Sarah to make her feel good.

And Sarah desperately wanted to do that. More than ever before Sarah wanted her friend to feel pleasure. Sarah knew she had caused her dearest friends pain over these last months and more than anything she wanted to make it up to them, all of them.

She wanted to replace every tear with a smile and every angry word with a moan and if she had to spend the next years on her knees eating out her gorgeous friends to make up for her mistake then Sarah was happy to do it.

"Mmmmm you're so fucking sexy Love, I can't believe I was so stupid to leave you," Sarah groaned with desire before she pressed her lips to Love's pussy through her panties. She kissed her friend's slit full on with her lips, tasting the sweet wetness through her soaked panties and feeling the heat radiating from Love's core.

The kiss to her pussy had Love cooing on the floor, but it was nothing compared to the ecstasy of what happened next. Sarah didn't pause to get Love's panties off. She just yanked them to the side and dragged her tongue over Love's smooth, dripping cunt lips.

Sarah relished being able to taste Love's juices again and she started licking her feverishly, lapping up every drop that had leaked out of Love's pussy and then spreading her open with her free hand so her tongue could dive inside.

"OOOOOOOOOOH!!!" Love passionately squealed, her body bucking on the rug as she failed miserably at trying to not be too loud. "Yessssssssssssssss ooooooooooooh Sarah babyyyyyyyyyy!!! Yessssssss oooooooh!!! Yeahhhhhhhh mmmmmmmm lick my wet little pussy! Gawwwwwwd I can't believe we're doing this again! It feels like a dream Sarah! Ohhhhhh I've wanted this again for so long I can't believe it's actually happening!"

"It's no dream, Love," Sarah assured her friend, remembering how she'd told the same thing to Alyson the first time they had made love too. "I'm back and I missed you so much. I missed this. I missed everything about you Love. Mmmmm I'm going to make you feel so, so good!"

Sarah followed up that promise with a furious series of licks against Love's spread folds. That had Love crying out in ecstasy in no time and she quickly clamped her hands over her mouth to keep from making too much noise.

This was so crazy. Anyone could catch them at any time. They never would have been able to explain away what they were doing and a sex scandal for sure would have ensued, but Love had waited too damn long for this day for her to even think about waiting until they got back to Malibu for her to feel Sarah's tongue again.

Even going to the first motel they saw or the backseat of one of their cars was waiting too long. Love and Sarah both wanted this to happen now and they were both far too lost in passion to even think about consequences. They tried to be as quiet as they could be, but they weren't cooling down their lust for any reason, much less the threat of discovery.

The only thing they cared about was their rekindled passion and, as she licked, Sarah felt like she wouldn't have stopped for anyone walking in. Let them look. Let them see she loved girls and that Freddie never could satisfy her like a wet, pink pussy could. She didn't care if the fucking paparazzi saw her and slammed her girl fucking ways on the cover of every tabloid in the world. She wasn't moving an inch away from Love's pussy until she made her come.

Sarah smacked her lips and tongued Love as hard and as fast as her body allowed. Normally Sarah loved to take her time and slowly tease a girl until she was right at the breaking point, especially Love. It was always so much fun to explore every inch of her friend's gorgeous body and turn her into a panting, squirming, slutty mess before letting her come. But not this time. There was no time for niceties. It was all about diving in and getting at Love's pussy.

Sarah's tongue was moving ragged and sloppily and her jaw was starting to get sore from not properly pacing or positioning herself, but she loved it. She wasn't looking to draw on any of the skill or precision she'd developed in all her time at the mansion. She wanted it to be raw and quick and fun and since Love obviously was getting off on her lack of technique, Sarah just went for it with animal passion and nothing more.

Unlike all the other times she'd strayed from her marriage vows to Freddie and indulged in her lust for pussy, Sarah felt no guilt here. Sarah knew there weren't going to be any tears or regrets this time. She was finally at peace with what she wanted and who she wanted. Freddie would soon be a part of her past and Sarah wanted her future to include lots and lots of this with all her sexy girlfriends and the new friends they'd be sure to make.

"Ooooooh Sarahhhhhh," Love cooed, her words slipping past the hand she had pressed to her mouth as her other hand unconsciously moved down to squeeze her tits as her desire made them swell against her clothes.

Love had never truly given up hope that Sarah would come back to them and they'd be able to play like they'd once had. But it had gotten so damn hard to keep the faith, particularly after yesterday.

Love's doubts that she'd ever make love again to the girl she'd started her journey with had grown by the day and that just made it all the more amazing to her that this was actually happening, just one day after her hopes had been faintest.

"Gawwwwwwd Sarah ooooooooh fuckkkkkkk yesssssssss mmmmmm lick me!" Love panted, her chest heaving as heavy, aroused breaths rocked through her body. "Ughhhhh it's sooooooo gooooood! Mmmmm Sarah I missed you! Oh babyyyy I missed you so much! Mmmm you're making it all better now though, Sarah! You're making it feel so fucking good again! Please keep licking me Sarah! I won't make you suffer! I'll treat you so good too! Oooooh I'll treat you better than Freddie ever could! We all will! Ughhhhh everyone's gonna wanna fuck you so good once we get home!"

Sarah was nearly overcome with emotion just at the sound of Love's promise. Home. Yes. Her home. Malibu was where she belonged. She'd left it physically, but her heart had always stayed behind there and she couldn't wait to go back.

Her pussy was dripping against her panties, making her jeans dark with desire. Sarah wanted her friends to fuck her so good, just like Love promised. No, she needed it. She hadn't come good since the last time she and Alyson had made love and even then there had been guilt. But not now. Never again.

But even more than the orgasm, Sarah needed to feel like she belonged again. She'd felt out of place in her own marriage. With the decision to leave Freddie had come clarity, allowing her to see all the things she should have known the whole time. She wanted to be part again of the wild, sexy family of girlfriends she'd left behind. That was what she truly needed and hearing that she was going to get it made her heart swell for Love and all their sexy friends.

But Sarah refused to allow that surge of emotion distract her from what she knew needed to be done. There was no way she was leaving Love hanging a second longer than necessary and Sarah licked her gorgeous friend harder as she continued to hold Love's sodden panties off to the side.

Sarah kissed and licked all over every inch she could get at Love's baby smooth pussy lips and buried her tongue back inside, licking up the gushing juice from Love and targeting her lover's throbbing clitoris.

Sarah was anything but delicate in her approach. In many ways her tongue was acting like it had never tasted pussy before and wanted to experience it all at once. Sarah was acting on pure impulse, letting her lust for Love override any tug to go back to the techniques that had served her so well in all her previous times going down on a woman. Those techniques were always effective, but they were also slow and slow was the last thing Sarah wanted or needed then. She craved fast and passionate and juicy and sticky.

It had been so long since she had tasted Love. Until yesterday when she had reached her epiphany, Sarah had figured she never would again. And even after she had decided to make a play for forgiveness, Sarah had known it was no sure thing.

But now that she had what she wanted, Sarah's focus was laser sharp on the clit and nothing but the clit and getting her friend off as quickly and juicily as possible. They could make love later. Right now Sarah needed to fuck.

As Sarah sucked hard on Love's bulging clitoris, she took her free hand and slid her fingers inside her gasping, shaking lover. Once again Sarah didn't start out slow, she went right with two fingers inside Love's splayed pussy, fucking her beautiful friend hard. Love bucked harder against the carpet, grinding her ass into it and smearing her pussy against Sarah's eager face.

"Fuck yesssssssssssss!!!" Love hissed carnally, the hand over her mouth the only thing keeping her from outright screaming in ecstasy over this most welcome penetration. "Fuck me Sarah! Ohhhhhhh God fuck me you horny girl! Mmmmmm gawwwd this feels good! Show me Sarah! Show me how much you missed me! Show me how much you were missing my slutty pussy every night when Freddie couldn't get you off!"

That got a devilish smile from Sarah and she gave Love just what she asked for by pushing a third finger into her cunt. She had fantasized about this at night and in the shower in the morning and in the day and every fucking time her mind wandered. She had run her brain ragged with fantasies about all her housemates and girlfriends and she went after Love vigorously with her three fingers, filling her tight pussy as the girl's clinging lips clamped down hard on her thrusting digits while she continued sucking her clit.

"Ohhhhhh Sarahhhhhhh!!!" Love mewed, helpless to the feelings of lust and need for her friend and absolutely adoring how it made her feel. "You're gonna make me come baby! Oooooooooh just like you always do! Ughhhhh I love what you're doing to me! Finger my pussy Sarah! Fucking push your fingers inside me like you did that first time we fucked and you got me totally hooked on girl sex! Mmmmm yessss fuck my pussy baby! Mmmmmm yessssssss oooooh you're sucking my clit so good! I want it Sarah! I want your fingers and your lips to make me come! God, I'm so close! Don't stop!"

"I won't stop," Sarah promised again, gulping in breath as her flushed face was soaked with Love's pre-orgasmic juices and her fingers continued their squishing thrusts into Love's soaked folds, making the brunette grunt and rock hard on the carpet in the office. "Come for me Love! Soak my face with your pussy! Gimmie what I dreamed about every night! Ughhhhh I need to taste your fucking cum so bad baby! I'm starving for it Love! Feed me your pussy cream you beautiful, beautiful girl! Mmmm God Love, I love you for forgiving me! Now let me make you feel good! Come for me baby! Come for Sarah just like you used to!"

Sarah worked her fingers even harder, making sexy wet, squishy thrusts into Love's drooling, tightly clinging pussy while her lips latched around her clitoris again. Love still had her hand pressed tightly to her mouth to try and cut down on her screams as her other hand was shoved into her blouse grabbing at whatever parts of her tits she could get at.

Love had dressed so nicely for what she had thought was the audition of her life and now she was completely disheveled and blissfully happy about it. Her skirt was up around her waist and her panties were pushed off to the side, stretching them probably beyond further use.

Love's blouse was partially open and her own exploring hand had pushed down so far that she'd even torn off one of her own buttons. Her self massaging of her chest had gotten so intense that Love had pushed her own bra cups down just enough to partially expose her tits enough so that both of her full, swollen pink nipples were poking out freely.

This felt so absolutely amazing that Love was tingling over every inch of her body as she lay on her back on the soft movie studio office carpet. Her toes were curling in her heels from Sarah's fucking and sucking of her pussy and her dark hair felt like it was standing straight out.

Normally Love loved a lot of foreplay. She loved kissing and touching and having her tits played with and her nipples kissed and licked and especially sucked. She loved having her pussy teased and licked before the clit play even began, but she was totally grooving on Sarah's ragged, passionate efforts between her legs.

It was all about need, just it had been that first time when the sudden raw, animal passion they had felt had turned two straight girls into pussy craving sluts for good. Love had known those feelings had never left her and now she could see Sarah was the same way.

It felt absolutely incredible to have her pussy fucked like this and the best part wasn't what was being done to her, but who was doing it. Love was getting off knowing it was Sarah between her legs again after all this time.

Sarah's technique might have been off, but her skill at working her clit over hadn't lessened a bit since the day she'd left. Love was rocking up and down on the rug as Sarah sucked furiously on her swollen pleasure bud while filling her up with sexy, slim fingers. She felt herself falling over the edge from being so furiously sucked and fucked and Love didn't hold back.

"Ohhhhhhhh here it comes Sarah! Here it fucking comes baby!" Love warned with gasping breaths before pressing down even harder against her mouth before she alerted the whole studio to her orgasm. "Here comes all the slutty cum I have for you Sarah!!! Take every drop of the girl cream you were missing! Ohhhhhhhh fucking take it allllllll YESSSSSSSSSS AHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!"

Love pressed her mouth down as hard as she could against her mouth as her eyes went wide with passion and her body lurched in orgasmic ecstasy on the carpet.

Happy sex cries passed through her hand despite her best efforts and it felt so good that Love couldn't bear to take her other hand away from squeezing her own tits to help muzzle herself. Love bucked and cried and fucked Sarah's face with forceful passion while the girl cum starved blonde stayed at her pussy and gulped down every delicious, creamy drop.

"SARAHHHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSS MISSED THIS SOOOOOO FUCKING MUCHHHHHH!!!" Love cried through her hand as she came, her nice clothes getting wet with sweat and girl cum.

Words left Love soon after that as her body and soul rocked from Sarah coming back to her and making her feel as good as she always had. The time away hadn't lessened their passion and both Sarah and Love were in heaven where they lay on the soft carpet.

"Oooooooooooh," Love mewed in bliss when her orgasm finally stopped raging through her and left her simply trembling and smiling. Her whole body felt like jelly and she loved it, especially since Sarah pulled herself right up from her pussy to lay atop her and kiss her, feeding Love her own cum.

"Mmmmmmm," Love moaned. She adored tasting herself off another woman's lips and knowing this was Sarah she was kissing and this was no dream made it even better.

Their kiss this time was softer and happier. It didn't have the passion of their kisses when they'd fucked or the sadness and need of when they'd first reunited. These kisses were loving and tender just like the kisses they had shared so often in Malibu, the ones they had taken for granted and now that they felt that wonderful intimacy again they never wanted it to end.

Unfortunately a rude interruption put a stop to that before the kisses started leading to something more again.

"Are you ok in there?" a man called out as he loudly knocked on the door, sending both girls scrambling to cover and compose themselves. "I heard cries? Is someone hurt in there?"

Love frantically got up from the floor, nearly falling back down in the process because her legs were still rather jellyish, and quickly got her panties back into place and yanked her skirt down. Sarah smoothed out her own clothes and tried to get the pussy juice Love had soaked her with off her face as best she could.

"Yeah...everything's ok...no problem!" Love replied nervously, as she alertly remembered she was supposed to be the girl inside the room and not Sarah. They would have been expecting her voice. "No need for you to come in! No problem at all!"

"You sure?" the man asked, from the other side of the door, wondering just what the heck was going on inside there.

"Very sure!" Love emphatically declared before looking at Sarah and smiling happily as they both tried to compose themselves. "Everything's fine now. Everything's great."

"If you say so," the man on the other side replied skeptically before leaving it at that. When Sarah and Love heard his footsteps leading away from the door they both burst into exhilarated giggles.

"Mmmmm God, he almost caught us," Sarah grinned, her heart pounding from the thrill of getting away with near discovery.

"I can't believe that just happened," Love said, her own heart doing some serious thumping of its own. "I can't believe any of that just happened."

"Well it did," Sarah said, throwing her arms around Love again and giving her friend another sexy kiss.

This had always been the part when her guilt at having strayed from Freddie would crush her, but there were none of those feelings now, just relief and complete peace inside Sarah.

The two girls pressed their lips and tongues together over and over again, the risk of the guy coming back doing nothing to cool their desire for one another. Love delighted in being able to taste herself on Sarah's lips and again and longed to taste something else too. She knew Sarah had to be soaked by now and Love didn't want to leave her wanting.

"So ummmm got any plans for the rest of the day?" Love asked.

"Why? Got anything in mind?" Sarah inquired, hoping that Love wanted to get back to the mansion as much as she did.

She didn't want to be so presumptuous as to simply assume she was welcome there yet. Love certainly seemed receptive, but Sarah knew there was much more to it than that.

"I think I know exactly where we should go next..." Love smiled mischievously as she ran her fingers over Sarah's swollen nipples poked against her shirt and an idea formed in her head.

It hadn't been a particularly busy day of shooting for Rose, so she'd had plenty of time to think and since there was so much on her mind this was a particularly opportune time for it. The events of the last night and this morning had certainly left her head spinning.

When she'd woken up this morning and found Christina's bed still untouched, Rose had been worried something serious was up. It wasn't like Christina to just disappear and not send teasing text messages or something to let everyone there know what she was up to and who she was up to it with. Of course it also wasn't like Christina to just bolt out of orgies either.

Rose had worried her emotional friend had gone off and done something crazy and she had been about to go and search for her when she had gone into the kitchen and saw the last thing in the world she had expected to see.

All the worry had disappeared the moment Rose had gone into the kitchen. Rose didn't see many things to strike her completely silent, but walking into the room to find Britney back with Christina at her side was definitely one of them. After all the screaming and all the crying in one night the two had made up and were back in the mansion like nothing had happened at all.

This dramatic shift back to the way things had once been was made even more stark by the fact that Christina was tugging off Britney's clothes as the pop singer feasted on Jessica's wet pussy while the actress was sprawled out naked on the kitchen table and Alyssa kissed her and played with her tits.

Of course Rose hadn't been so shocked by what she saw that she didn't immediately join in, but it was still an event she would have once pegged at million to one odds. Now Britney was back and, judging from what she'd done once Rose had shoved her slutty face right into her waiting pussy, she still knew just how to lick a girl.

Rose, Alyssa and Jessica had eagerly turned the reunited team of Britney and Christina into their breakfast and it was just like it had been before. Neither pop star could get enough and their insatiable souls were back in perfect synch.

Britney had already promised each and every girl there a chance to fuck her in a strap on orgy that night, so Rose was pretty eager to get back to the mansion. Her first time taking Britney with Mr. Snappy was one of her hottest memories and Rose looked forward to seeing if she could outdo herself tonight.

While Rose hadn't said anything to any of her housemates, she'd been particularly happy to have a chance to fuck them this morning. She'd pretended that their teasing about her getting it on with a guy at Lauren's last night hadn't bothered her, but in truth they kind of had. Rose didn't want any of them doubting her commitment to being the absolute queen of girl sex.

Being with Jake the night before had been hot, but that was all it had been. Just one night. Rose had no desire to see him again, much less let him touch her. He had been nice and he'd gotten her off, but Rose was going to make damn sure this was just a one time thing. The only thing she wanted was sex with as many hot girls as possible as many times as possible. Boys were just a silly distraction she didn't need.

So Rose had been grateful for the chance to work her tongue over Jessica and Alyssa's creamy slits this morning to show them both she was done with cock and only truly craved pussy. She'd also gotten herself a sexy faceful of Britney and Christina's cum as well and Rose made damn sure all four of those girls knew it was her who was blowing their minds with her girl fucking skills.

It had definitely been a strange, but sexy morning and it had given Rose a lot to ponder through the day. But, as she walked to her trailer on the set and opened her door, she had no idea just how strange it was about to get.

Once inside she saw something that made the discovery of Britney's return seem mild by comparison.

"Hey Rose," Sarah said as she stood up off the little couch inside the trailer. She'd positioned herself there to be the first thing Rose saw when she entered and Sarah hoped that maybe, just maybe, Rose would be in the same kind of forgiving mood Love had been in.

But, after Rose had regained the ability to speak after being momentarily shocked silent by this surprise appearance, those illusions were put to rest.

"Get out," Rose said firmly and with dead seriousness. "I mean it Sarah. Get the fuck out of here."

"Please Rose, don't be like that," Sarah begged. "I didn't come here to fight. I came to say I'm sorry."

"Fine, you're sorry, now get the fuck out," Rose repeated as she turned back toward the door of her trailer. "If you won't leave, then I will. I don't want to see you Sarah."

"No, Rose, it's ok," Love insisted, suddenly speaking up. She'd been tucked around the corner and Rose hadn't even seen her. Knowing Love was there too gave Rose pause and she turned back around so she was facing the two girls.

"Don't go Rose," Sarah requested. "I want to talk to you. I want to tell you I'm sorry."

"You said that already," Rose pointed out, her eyes shifting back and forth from Sarah to Love back to Sarah again as she wondered what these two were up to and what exactly was going on here.

"I'll say it a million times if I have to," Sarah declared sincerely as she nervously wrung her hands. She knew winning Rose over was going to be the biggest challenge she faced and she hadn't been looking forward to it, particularly right away.

But Love had been insistent and Sarah had told herself it was better to just rip the bandage off in one fell swoop instead of waiting and making it potentially more painful.

"I'm so sorry for everything Rose," Sarah continued, grateful that at least Rose seemed to be listening to her. "I'm sorry I left. I'm sorry I never called. I'm sorry I was such a bitch to all of you. I made a mistake. It was the biggest mistake of my life. I know that now. I never should have left you guys. I never should have married Freddie. I'm so sorry Rose. I wish I could take it all back and make it so it never happened."

"Is saying sorry supposed to make it all better?" Rose demanded. "Cause that's not how it works in the real world Sarah. You don't get to hurt people and then come crawling back looking for forgiveness and get it just because you say sorry. You hurt us! You hurt me Sarah!"

Sarah just looked at the floor in shame and regret. She knew she was going to have to go through this with all her housemates and she hadn't expected it to be easy, but it didn't make Rose's words sting any less. They cut into her and made her wish there was some kind of magic word or something to get Rose to forgive her.

"Look at me!" Rose insisted. "At least look at me when you're apologizing Sarah! Show me the goddamn courtesy of looking me in the fucking eyes when you tell me what a mistake you made!"

Rose had never truly let on how hurt she'd been by Sarah leaving. She'd left the tears to Love and aside from a few flashes of anger, Rose had kept her feelings inward. But it had hurt. It had hurt more than Rose had ever dreamed it would.

She'd had breakups before, some worse than others, but nothing like this. Sarah leaving suddenly like she had without warning or explanation beyond her note had felt like a betrayal to Rose.

Losing Sarah like that had hurt more than losing any boyfriend. Even breaking her engagement to Marilyn had hurt less. Rose had always feared that if her friends had found of her secrets they would have left her and that was why she worked so hard to protect them. She had never expected to lose any of her housemates for any other reason.

Rose had felt closer to her housemates even more than she did to her own family and she had trusted them all more than she ever had anyone. When Sarah had left it had only confirmed Rose's worst fears about how easy it was to lose everything and it had both scared and angered her.

How could Sarah leave them like that? After all they had been through together? For a fucking useless man? Rose couldn't understand it and it had just made her angrier.

"Please Rose, please see I mean what I say," Sarah said, looking straight up and into Rose's eyes. "I feel miserable about what I did. I just want to make it up to you. I know I fucked up and I hurt you. I didn't want to, but I did. I hurt you and I hate myself for it. But I want to make up for it. I'm so sorry for everything Rose! I'm leaving Freddie. I never should have married him and it's over between us. But I want to come home too Rose. I want to come back to the mansion."

"You what?" Rose scoffed. "What makes you think we even want you back there anymore? Who said you could come home?"

Without words, Love came up beside Sarah and embraced her, putting her arms around her shoulders and pulling her close, giving Rose all the answer she needed.

"Oh," Rose replied, no longer quite sure how to reply.

"Please Rose," Love begged, still holding tight to Sarah. "It can be just like it was before. I know you're mad. I'm mad too. But it's so much better to forgive than to hold a stupid grudge. I don't want to keep Sarah out of our lives and I know you don't want to either. You missed her just as much as I did."

"God, you fucked her, didn't you?" Rose snapped. "I can't believe you Love! After all she did to us you went off and fucked her. All she had to do was say she was sorry and your panties were on the fucking floor. You're unbelievable!"

"Don't be mean Rose," Love insisted. "Don't pretend like you don't care. I know you care. You can pretend all you want that you're too cool to have any real feelings, but I see through you. Jessica told me how happy you were this morning when you found out Britney was back. I know you want things back the way they were before as much as I do."

"I just...just don't know," Rose admitted, dropping her bitterness as she wandered into the trailer and sat down on her bed. This was all a little much for her to take in right away. Things had been so crazy the past day or two and this had to be the fucking cherry on top.

"I know you're mad at me Rose and you have every right to be," Sarah said, sitting down next to Rose and feeling pleased when the raven haired woman didn't move away or push her off the bed or something. "I don't expect you to just automatically forgive me. I just want the chance to prove myself. I want to show you how sorry I am."

"You really hurt me," Rose sighed sadly, looking Sarah in the eye as she admitted her own feelings without any of the anger she had displayed before. "I thought I could trust you Sarah. I never thought you'd leave us. I never thought you'd be the one to cause anyone pain."

"Rose please give me the chance to make it up to you," Sarah said, taking Rose's hand softly with her own. "I'll beg if I have to. I'll do anything you want to earn your trust back."

"Anything?" Rose said with a wicked rise of her eyebrow, unable to help herself from flirting even when her emotions hadn't quite settled on one reaction to this sudden development yet.

"Yeah...anything," Sarah said, unable to keep from smiling in response as she caught the subtext of Rose's remark. "I'll do anything you want Rose. Anything in the world if you just forgive me. Mmmm anything and anyone you want."

Sarah took a chance and began caressing Rose's hand and leaning in to kiss her friend's neck. That got a soft moan from Rose's lips and Sarah's hand began moving up Rose's arm to touch her pale skin as her other hand rubbed Rose's tummy, inching up the tank top she was wearing to expose tantalizing inches of her gorgeous flesh. But just as things were starting to get friskier, Rose put a sudden stop to it.

"Ohhhhhhhh no, it's not going to be that easy," Rose insisted, pushing Sarah's hands off her body firmly but not hard enough so the blonde was forced off the bed. "I'm not nearly as easy as that little slut over there."

Rose's words hurt a little bit, but Love didn't take exception to being called a slut. She knew Rose was mad at her for fucking Sarah and making promises about coming home, but Love also knew she could get Rose to see things from her point of view.

After all the time they had spent together, Love felt she knew Rose better than anyone else at the mansion and she knew Rose wasn't nearly as hard and hedonistic as she pretended to be. She had real feelings of love and could be as tender as anyone else in the right moments. Love felt that Rose wanted to forgive Sarah too, even if she wasn't ready to admit it yet.

"Remember what happened the last time we broke into your trailer, Rose?" Love said, taking the lead as she sat down on the bed, sandwiching Rose between her and Sarah. "Remember how you resisted us at first? Mmmm remember how mean you were to us until we made you feel it? Made you feel the passion we had for each other and for you. We made you feel how wonderful girls were and how amazing it felt when another woman makes you come. Remember Rose?"

How could she forget? Rose thought back to that day so often and she had to admit that even before she had gotten angry, it had been the first thing she had thought of when she had found Sarah uninvited inside her trailer once again.

She had seen the blonde standing there and remembered how the last time this had happened, Sarah had given her the first real kiss she'd ever gotten from a woman and how she and Love had worked together to do much, much more and show her for the first time what true sexual pleasure was.

"Don't do this Love," Rose warned, feeling a smile start to tug at her lips as she recalled the warm, wonderful memories. Damn it, she didn't want to forgive Sarah. She wanted to be mad. She wanted to hold a grudge. She wanted Sarah to have to beg and suffer for a second chance. She didn't want to just hug her and kiss her and make it all like it had been before.

Or did she?

Rose was starting to feel very damn confused. She hated feeling this way. She remembered how she had first tried to resist Sarah and Love when they had come onto her and how they had made it all feel so exquisite and sexy, using her own tricks against her, until she had exploded in orgasm and found herself at the mercy of a newfound desire for women.

But that had just confused her sexually. What Love was doing here was aimed right at Rose's heart and she didn't know what to do or how to make it stop.

She was furious at Sarah for leaving them, but she did really miss her. Rose couldn't deny it as much as she wanted to pretend she didn't. She felt it every time she passed by Sarah's empty room at the mansion and found herself longing for her departed blonde friend to come home.

But it wasn't in her nature to forgive heartbreak... at least not usually. She did feel the tugs, though, deep inside herself to give Sarah another chance. Would it be so bad if they let Sarah come home? She had loved things the way they were before. Sarah had opened her eyes to the pleasure of other women and Rose had started the mansion with her and Jen and Love. It had been so wonderful and it had felt like the first real home she'd ever had. So why was she resisting this?

Sarah had abandoned them, but it didn't really do anyone any good to hold a grudge. Love was right. Holding grudges against old boyfriends and ex-friends didn't make Rose feel any better. It just made her miserable.

It was so much better to forgive, even if she didn't do it very often. After all, Rose didn't want her friends to think she was callous and unfeeling. She wanted them to be in awe of her sexually, but not think she didn't feel any compassion or tenderness.

Rose could see Sarah was sincere about being sorry. This wasn't some kind of lame apology that meant nothing. Sarah was truly sorry and Rose understood why Love had forgiven her. Maybe she could forgive her too.

Would it be so bad if she did? Rose knew she had made mistakes of her own. Far bigger ones than Sarah had committed. If her friends had known what she had done, Rose would have given anything for their forgiveness. So how could she deny it to Sarah?

As Rose wrestled with this confusion, Sarah didn't make it any easier for her.

Sensing an opportunity, Sarah took a chance and turned the heat up. She could feel Rose wanted to forgive her and Sarah wanted to make sure her friend had every incentive to do it. She began putting the moves back on Rose, softly caressing her stomach as she kissed her cheek and began nibbling on her ear. Rose began to moan again and Sarah escalated things by starting to breathy hotly enticing words into Rose's ear.

"Let me show you how I want to make it up to you Rose," Sarah urged with a sexy voice. "Mmmm I can make you feel so good Rose. I did it to Love before we got here. I fucked her in the same place we'd first hooked up. I ate her pussy and made her come so good. I still have her cum on my lips Rose. Would you like to kiss me and taste it? Want to taste Love's cream all over me? I want you to kiss me Rose. Please kiss me and take me and fuck me just like you did in Malibu all those times. Rip off my clothes and spank my ass for being a bitch. I want you to do it! I want you Rose and I know you want me too!"

"Oooooooooh you bitch," Rose moaned, but not meanly. It was a reflection of how much Sarah was starting to turn her on and how her lips were telling her to stop this but the rest of her body was telling her something else. "What makes you think I want you anymore? What makes you think you're worthy of even kissing me, much less tasting my pussy?"

"I know you Rose," Sarah pressed, rubbing herself into Rose as Love did the same to the sandwiched girl on the other side, insuring desire overwhelmed Rose's anger. "I know you might be mad now, but I know how to get you to love me again. You want me to show you how sorry I am. Mmmm you know I'll do anything you want me to do to make you happy and you won't be able to resist me. You can't turn that down Rose. You'd never pass up a chance to make me into your little slut. Mmmm wouldn't you love that Rose? Me naked and begging you for some loving? Me telling you can take any of my holes you want because I'm your sorry little slut and you can totally fuck me like a bitch over and over again until you forgive me? Wouldn't you love another chance to spank me and pull my hair and treat me like the little bitch I am? I'll let you do that and more Rose. I'll do anything you want if you just give me another chance. Mmmm take me any way you want Rose. Chain me up in the fucking dungeon until I've been properly punished if that's what you want to do. I'll do anything for you Rose. I'll even be your little fucking slave!"

That got another moan from Rose, this one louder and more intense than any of the other ones. Christ, Sarah knew just how to sweet talk her. She always had and it was working again.

Rose couldn't help but smile at the idea of exacting some sweet payback on Sarah's sexy body with Mr. Snappy and the other toys in her collection. And once that smile broke over her lips it was the point of no return. The little rocks falling down the mountain started to turn into an avalanche and Rose felt herself falling under a spell of forgiveness through sex.

"Stop," Rose demanded, though her words carried no weight since she was moaning as she said them from Sarah continuing to nibble on her ear while Love rubbed her body against hers, reaching up to play with her tits through her top. "Don't you dare tempt me Sarah! Fuckkkkkkk! Oooooooh you bitch, you're not going to work your way back off my shit list just by making my pussy a little damp!"

"I can do more than make it damp," Sarah sexily promised, knowing she had Rose right on the verge of letting go fully of her anger and surrendering to lust. "I want to make it wet Rose! I want to make you soaked for me to lick up! I want to make your pussy so wet you won't be able to control yourself and you'll forgive me just so I'll lick you like a greedy fucking slut and make you come all over my face! Just like I did to Love. I want your cum too Rose! I want all of you to fuck me and leave me sticky with your cum so everyone will know I don't want Freddie anymore. I want you Rose! I want Love! I want all our sexy, nasty girlfriends to fuck me!"

Sarah lifted her hand up too and pressed it to one of Rose's soft, full breasts while Love was massaging the other one. God, she missed Rose's body. Girls like Jewel and Love had the biggest tits in the mansion, but Rose had always had the roundest and most beautiful. Sarah desperately wanted to get Rose's tank top off and strip away the girl's bra so she could taste those tits again. She wanted to kiss and lick every inch of them and suck on Rose's delicious, tiny pink pebble nipples once again.

"Ohhhhhhhh stop," Rose once again unconvincingly ordered and Sarah did nothing of the sort. Instead she began kissing Rose's neck again and inching up her tank top. Love did the same and soon Rose was helplessly having her top lifted over her head.

If this had been the mansion, Rose never would have dreamed about covering her tits up with a bra, especially if she was wearing a tank top. But not having wanted to give everyone on the set too good a show, Rose had chosen modesty. Now her full, perfect breasts were encased in a silky white bra and Sarah delighted in seeing how her nipples were poking out against it.

But before Sarah could get at the tits she hungered for, Rose quit being a passive participant in her own seduction. She pushed Sarah away and wiggled free of Love's embrace.

But, despite her words to the contrary, Rose wasn't doing this because she really wanted them to stop. Sarah could see it in Rose's eyes that she wanted this. Her soft brown eyes were sparkling with passion and Sarah pushed on, desperate to earn forgiveness from her friend.

"Do you really want me to stop?" Sarah teasingly asked. "Mmmm or would you rather take me like this?"

As she said that, Sarah repositioned herself in a position Rose knew quite well. Sarah got on all fours on the bed, pushing her ass up in the air and making her tight jeans strain against her body.

"Is this how you want me Rose?" Sarah wondered lustfully. "On my hands and knees? Mmmm remember when you first had me like this? You were trying to pay me back for breaking in with Love and you shoved Mr. Snappy right up my ass! Ohhhhhh fuck that hurt! Mmmm but you made it hurt so good Rose. You made me love it. You made me want you even more and it felt so good when I turned the tables on you and made you come with your own toy. You can do it again Rose! Is this what you want? Do you want to fuck my ass Rose? Do you want to assfuck me with Mr. Snappy?"

Rose would have loved to have done that. Her pussy was well beyond damp by now. She could feel her panties clinging to her slit under her shorts and her desire had pushed her past any point where she was going to be able to resist Sarah's advances.

She just wished she had her favorite toy with her. She would have fucked Sarah's ass so good. Rose could see it in her mind. She would have slammed deep and hard into Sarah's tight little hole, slapping her naked butt cheeks and yanking hard on her blonde hair as the former slayer screamed out over and over again how sorry she was.

Thinking that made Rose even wetter. If only she had Mr. Snappy with her. But unlike that first day Sarah and Love had broken in, Rose had left her toy in her closet, waiting to be strapped on for use on whichever willing slut came her way at home. However Rose did have a few other toys that she kept in her trailer for when boredom set in and Sarah looked too good for her to even think anymore about passing up.

Rose thought about getting her pocket rocket out of her purse. That was always perfect for when she needed a quick orgasm, but it was too small. If she was going to do this, Rose wanted to make sure Sarah felt it. So she turned away from the blonde for a moment and moved closer to Love so she could whisper in her ear.

"I'm not mad at you," Rose said first, her words getting an immediate smile from Love.

Rose knew she'd hurt Love's feelings before when she'd called her a slut for fucking Sarah. Usually when Rose used that term on Love it was playful, but she'd said it out of anger then and Rose felt bad for losing her temper with her friend for doing what she was about to do. Once that business was out of the way, Rose gave Love her instructions.

"There's a box under the bed," Rose whispered to Love while caressing her tits in the process. "Take it out and get what's inside. But don't use it yet. Wait for when I tell you to."

Love nodded her head and moaned from Rose's touch to her chest. She couldn't remember the last time she had been this excited. Without Rose's say so, chances are Sarah never would have been able to come home and now that Rose had been won over, Love felt like things were only going to get hotter back home, starting with what was about to happen right here and right now in Rose's trailer.

As Rose turned back toward Sarah, Love did as she was instructed. She bent down over the side of the bed and quickly fished out the box Rose had mentioned. Once she pulled it out from underneath, Love opened it and immediately gasped at what she saw. It wasn't Mr. Snappy, but it was damned impressive nonetheless.

Inside the box, Rose had a glass dildo that Love estimated to be at a good eight inches of solid sex toy craftsmanship. The glass had several orbs on it to stimulate all of a woman's hot spots and Love felt her pussy throb with desire at the thought of taking this inside herself and seeing how far she could fit it in.

God, how much could Rose take inside herself? Love was dying to see that as well as test herself, but she followed Rose's instructions and held back, instead watching Rose take on Sarah.

"Filthy little temptress," Rose playfully smirked as she got behind Sarah and grabbed her ass through her jeans. But even as she got frisky, there was genuine emotion behind her words. "Fuck you Sarah. God, I wanna stay mad at you, but I just can't fucking do it. You're too goddamn sexy and I love you too fucking much to stay mad. But you hurt me and you gotta pay for it."

"Rose, I'm so sorry," Sarah replied, dropping her temptress act and talking honestly as she peered back at Rose behind her. "I'm sorry I hurt you. I never wanted to. I love you too Rose. I'm so sorry I ever caused you pain."

"What did I tell you?" Rose demanded, her smirk growing as Sarah shuddered in nervous arousal over what she knew had to be coming. "Sorry aint gonna fucking cut it with me!"

Pausing only to pop open the button to Sarah's jeans, Rose roughly yanked the tight blue denim off her friend's body. Sarah groaned as her jeans were forcibly removed and left bunched around her knees. She wasn't someone who was big into being taken by force, but when she was in the mood for it, she knew Rose always would do it right.

Besides, Sarah after all she'd done, Sarah wasn't going to pretend she didn't deserve a little of the rough stuff. Sarah felt so guilty about how she had treated her friends that she was ready to let Rose take her as hard and as roughly as she desired.

"Mmmm you still have a fantastic ass," Rose declared with admiration. "Good to see that married life hasn't gotten you fat. At least you didn't fuck that up too Sarah."

With her jeans yanked down, Sarah was left in just a flimsy pair of soaked, pink panties that were on her ass like skin. Rose disposed of those just as easily as she had Sarah's jeans, yanking them down around her knees too and exposing Sarah's beautiful, bare ass.

But Rose wasn't there to just admire the blonde's toned cheeks. Without a word of warning, Rose gave her hand a lick and delivered the first hard smack to Sarah's upraised ass.

"Fuck!" Sarah cried as her ass stung from the sizzling slap.

"Mmmm we'll get to that later if you're a good girl," Rose grinned. "But your punishment isn't even close to being done yet."

Rose gave Sarah another hard spanking to her ass and then another and another. She licked her hand to keep it wet between each slap and Rose made damn sure both of Sarah's tight cheeks turned a deep pink.

"Owwwwww!" Sarah cried. She'd tried to remain quiet and just let Rose do her thing, but the slaps were so hard and her ass was getting so sensitive. God, it was throbbing from Rose's smacks.

"You know you deserve this, don't you bitch?" Rose demanded, taking her turn to moan into Sarah's ear before biting down on her earlobe, making Sarah softly whimper in response.

"Yesssssss I fucking deserve it," Sarah cried. "Slap my bitch ass Rose! Make me fucking pay for being such a cunt!"

"Mmmm fuck you're getting off on this, aren't you?" Rose grinned, her fingers sneaking down to tease Sarah's juicy slit from behind. "You are! Fuck! Your pussy is fucking dripping Sarah! What happened to the girl who always loved being in control? What happened to the blonde bitch who used to love stealing Mr. Snappy and using him on me? Mmmm where's that girl? Cause all I see is a dirty little slut getting wet from having her ass spanked and her hair fucking pulled!"

As she said this, Rose turned Sarah's blonde hair into a makeshift ponytail with her free hand and yanked it hard, getting another cry from Sarah. Her body was on fire and Sarah loved it. Her pussy was drooling against Rose's fingers and it felt so good to have the touch of another woman on her body that Sarah didn't even care that her ass stung and Rose's hard tugs on her hair were hurting her.

"Ohhhhhhh yessssss Rose yessssss make it fucking hurt!" Sarah groaned. "Hurt me for hurting you! I mean it! Do anything you fucking want to me! I'll do anything for you to forgive me!"

"Maybe I don't want to hurt you then," Rose claimed, letting go of Sarah's hair. "I think you're getting off too much on it. Maybe I'd rather do this."

Rose then knelt behind Sarah and bent down to kiss the flushed butt cheeks she'd just slapped. She pressed her lips to the pinkened flesh and made Sarah moan with each kiss she took. Rose tenderly pressed her soft, wet lips everywhere she'd slapped and when she was done she hovered right above Sarah's pussy from behind and darted her tongue out to slowly slide it up the blonde's soaked slit.

"Ooooooooooooooh!" Sarah mewed. "Mmmm ohhhhh fuckkkkk...ohhhhhh God yesssss...mmmmmm you can do that too...ooooooooh if you...mmmm...if you want Rose!"

"Nahhhh that's way too nice," Rose grinned, gulping down the droplets of girl juice she'd licked out of Sarah. "You haven't earned that. You haven't even come close. Being mean is way fucking better!"

Rose then gave a sudden series of hard smacks right to Sarah's exposed ass. Her hand worked Sarah's cheeks over furiously, slapping them hard five quick times as Sarah shrieked in pain. She hadn't expected it and that made it hurt even worse. Her pink cheeks were quickly turning red and Rose showed no inclination to stop as she paused only to gulp in a breath before slapping Sarah's ass five more times, each sizzling slap making Sarah cry.

"Want me to stop?" Rose evilly demanded. "Want me to stop slapping your bitch ass Sarah? Want me to have some fucking mercy on you?"

"Noooooooooo! I fucking deserve it!" Sarah cried, tears forming at her eyes from the sheer intensity of Rose's 10 hard, sudden slaps. "No mercy Rose! Smack my ass raw! I didn't want to hurt you but I did! I know I deserve every smack! God, I'll never fucking forgive myself for leaving you guys! Don't make it stop Rose! Do anything you fucking want to me! I'll take it all! Punish me! I know you want it Rose! You must be so fucking mad at me! You can fucking turn me into your bitch Rose! DON'T FUCKING STOP!!! FUCKING HURT ME!!!"

But while Sarah's words were truly meant to urge Rose on, they ended up having quite the opposite effect. Sarah was in pain, but she only wanted Rose to stop if that was what the raven haired sex goddess wanted too. Sarah longed for forgiveness but deep down didn't know if she deserved it. If being hurt was going to even things out, then Sarah was ready to take it.

Instead, Sarah's cry for more triggered mercy inside Rose. She saw the pain she'd inflicted on Sarah's ass. The tears were more than proof of that and Rose suddenly felt bad.

God, she didn't want to hurt Sarah. Not for real. She wasn't some sicko who got off on pain. A little punishment was one thing, but Rose never wanted to take it too far. She wasn't Jaime and she wasn't ever going to treat Sarah like that.

Rose was suddenly seized by a sick chill running up her spine. She could be like Jaime now and make Sarah really hurt. She could subject her to agony and spank and slap her until she bled and then fuck her mercilessly even as Sarah cried, not from pleasure, but from real pain.

Sarah was beating herself up so much for what she'd done that Rose knew the girl never would have stopped her. Sarah would surely have let her slap her face and twist her nipples and even choke her without saying a word to make her stop. There would have been no limit at all to what Rose could have done to make Sarah hurt. But she couldn't be like that! She never would let herself be like that!

Rose stopped her spankings and instead gently caressed Sarah's ass, softly blowing on it and kissing it once again. But she wasn't playing like she had before. She really meant it when she lovingly pressed her lips to Sarah's red cheeks.

"I don't want to hurt you Sarah," Rose confessed. "I don't want to make you cry. Mmmm how's hurting you any fun when we could me making each other come instead?"

Rose broke back into her grin and lay back on her bed, her dark hair falling all over her soft pillow as she opened her legs and began pawing at her pussy through her shorts.

"You want forgiveness Sarah?" Rose challenged. "I don't want to spank you. I want to fuck you. So get your slutty mouth over here girl and earn your way back in by eating me the fuck out!"

That sounded so much better than a spanking and Sarah didn't think twice before complying. She hadn't really sought pain. She had just thought that was what Rose wanted to hear and she would have given Rose anything she wanted to earn forgiveness. Sarah definitely believed the nice way was always the better way and she liked this idea a lot more than letting Rose hurt her for some payback.

Not that Sarah was ignorant of the fact she was obviously working on some serious guilt issues of her own. But that could be dealt with later. Right now she knew Rose had a wet pussy waiting for her and, after all their time apart, Sarah didn't want to wait another second before tasting it again.

Sarah didn't even pause to get her own jeans and panties all the way off. Instead she left them around her knees, which made her movements awkward to say the least, as she turned around and crawled forward on the bed toward Rose. The slaps had left her ass stinging like a motherfucker, but Sarah didn't care. She was going to be able to taste Rose again and that was definitely worth a hard spanking.

Meanwhile Love had been watching everything that was going on with great interest. She'd been a little disturbed to hear Sarah begging for a beating like she had and she was happy Rose had declined to give it to her.

Love didn't mind sex getting a little rough. After all she'd once taken on six guys at once, she loved having her hair pulled when she was being fucked doggie style and her pussy still trembled with arousal when she thought back to how Christina had once shoved her whole fist up inside her. But Love didn't like real pain and she thanked Rose for showing mercy on Sarah by kissing her tenderly.

Rose turned her head to let Love's tongue slide into her mouth and caress her. Out of the corner of her eye, Rose watched Sarah settle in between her legs and, without any urging, lean down to kiss her pussy through her jeans. That made Rose moan softly into Love's mouth, their tongues sensuously rubbing together.

What was happening here was a real surprise to Rose. She'd just wanted to get to her trailer to change and then go home. The last thing she'd expected was all this, but it was nothing compared to the surprise she'd gotten the first time she'd gone to her trailer and found Sarah and Love waiting for her.

Rose couldn't help but think back to that day. She'd been so cocky and sure of herself then, certain that she knew all about pleasure and that she had nothing left to explore in her sexuality. But Sarah and Love had changed all that. At first she'd taken them roughly, handcuffing Love to her bed and mercilessly fucking Sarah up the ass. She'd thought she was going to show those two empty headed sluts not to fuck with her and then throw them right out. But Sarah had turned the tables on her big time.

While Rose had been distracted by her first exposure to Love's nymphomaniacal tendencies and slutty eagerness for all things girl sex, Sarah had taken Mr. Snappy and used her favorite toy to drive her into fits of arousal that Rose had never dreamed of achieving.

Rose had first thought she could easily tame those two, but she'd ended up becoming their slave that day, surrendering to the pleasure and finding herself at their sexual mercy, willing and eager to give everything up to her new friends and the lusts they created inside her.

Now history was repeating itself. Before these last moments, Rose wouldn't have ever been able to picture herself moaning with desire at Sarah's touch again. She hadn't thought there was a chance there'd be a happy reunion for them.

But now here she was again in her trailer, once more at the mercy of the lusts that Sarah and her slutty cohort Love were making pulse inside her overheating body. Rose knew then she would never, ever be able to truly stay mad at someone who could make her feel this good.

"Get those shorts off me," Rose demanded in between kisses with Love. "You're not gonna be able to do a very good job licking me if I've still got my clothes on. Don't tell me being married made you forget how to fuck."

"Oh I think I remember a trick or two," Sarah smiled as she reached for Rose's shorts and began pulling them down. They weren't tight or anything, just something Rose had thrown on after getting out of her costume to wear back to her trailer before getting dressed again. That made them very easy to get off and Sarah soon got a great view of Rose's panties and how wet they'd gotten.

"She definitely remembers more than a trick or two," Love declared. "Mmmm she made me come so good before Rose. I can't wait to see her fuck you. I can't wait to see you soak her face just like I did. Mmmm God, she made me come nice and hard."

"Yeah, but you're a slut and you come for anyone, anytime," Rose teased before giving Love a peck on the lips, a loving gesture showing her words were only meant in fun.

"I don't hear any complaints when it's your pretty face I'm feeding those slutty juices of mine too," Love giggled, taking Rose's words for the playful banter they were. "Besides I'm not the only slut here. Mmmm you're one too Rose. You know you are. And you too Sarah. All three of us. We're fucking sluts for each other and always have been."

"And always will be," Rose promised, holding Love close to her so they could kiss again. Their lips and tongues rubbed together once more and then Rose pushed Love down to her chest, showing her housemate just what she wanted. Love immediately got the message and set to work on the vital task of removing Rose's bra.

As Love expertly undid the clasp and pulled it off to expose Rose's beautiful pale globes, Sarah started pulling her panties down. Rose's arousal had made her white panties see through and Sarah had loved seeing Rose's pink, wet cunt lips without even having to strip her down any further.

Mmm she'd missed tasting this pussy, but as tempting as it was to just dive in, Sarah actually expended the extra effort this time and pulled Rose's panties down her legs, casting them aside with her shorts and leaving the girl naked in her trailer bed except for her sandals, which none of them were particularly concerned with right then.

"See something you want Sarah?" Rose purred as she parted her legs to show herself off.

"Mmmmhmmm," Sarah moaned in agreement. Her ass still stung but she couldn't feel anything but lust.

"What? What do you want?" Rose asked with a moan of her own as Love massaged her tits with both hands and sucked on her swollen pink pebble nipples.

"Your pussy," Sarah carnally replied, staring up at Rose with her lustiest look. "I want your pussy Rose! I want to taste your sweet pussy again and suck the cum right out of you. I want to take your pretty pussy and show you what a hot slut I still am. Love's right, Rose. We are all fucking sluts and your pussy always makes me love being so goddamn slutty!"

"Ask nicely," Rose teased. Just because she wasn't going to be mean about this didn't mean she couldn't have some fun with Sarah first.

"Please Rose please," Sarah begged. "Please let me lick your perfect, pink pussy. I can see how wet you are, but I can make you even wetter. I can make you come so fucking good all over my face if you'll just let me. Please let me taste that pussy. I'm so hungry for it Rose. Mmm Love fed me before, but it wasn't enough. It's never fucking enough with you guys. I need more. I need your pussy Rose. Please let me have it!"

"I could have gone for a few more pleases in there Sarah, but I suppose that's asking nicely," Rose grinned before one of her hands moved off Love and went to the back of Sarah's head to push her down. "Now start licking! Prove to me you still love pussy!"

Sarah was definitely eager to do that and she proved it by getting her tongue right to work. Rose's cunt lips were plenty juicy for her and Sarah licked them clean with strong, thorough tongue lashes. Unlike with Love, there was no pressure of discovery here and Sarah could take her time to lick her friend right.

"Ohhhhhhh fuck!" Rose gasped and groaned. "Mmmm you haven't...ohhhhh fuck right there Sarah...oooooh right therrrrrrrre...you haven't forgotten mmmmm yesssssss haven't forgotten how to lick! Fuck yessssssss ooooooooh God Sarah, you're too fucking good at eating pussy for me to ever stay mad at!"

That was just what Sarah wanted to hear. Rose was the biggest challenge she was going to have to face, but even after this, Sarah knew she still had to win over a full mansion of sexy girls to get back into their good graces. Knowing her skills were still good enough to please someone like Rose was a definite boost to Sarah's pride and made her really feel that she could pull this off and get things back to how they'd been before.

But Sarah didn't rest on the laurels of Rose's compliment. She made sure that Rose's praise was justly earned. Sarah licked all over Rose, tonguing her dripping slit and cleaning off all the juice that had already soaked her sexy pussy lips.

Rose's pussy glistened with desire for her and Sarah tongued it gleefully, lapping away on her swelling lips before diving in and getting a full taste of all Rose had to offer her.

"OHHHHH FUCK!" Rose happily cried as Sarah's tongue pushed inside her folds and started to fuck her. "Mmmmmmm you horny bitch! You must have been fantasizing about this for so fucking long! Ooooooh fuck me Sarah! Tongue fuck my cunt you nasty little slut! All that cock left you starving for pussy, didn't it? Little bitch, that'll teach you to ever fuck a guy when we're around!"

That got a seriously raised eyebrow from Love as she stared up from Rose's chest, the events of the previous night still fresh in her mind. Rose immediately shot the brunette back a look saying she had better not say a word about that.

Love giggled at Rose's reaction and winked at her, silently telling her that her secret was safe...for now.

"Little slut," Rose smirked, knowing Love had her over a barrel. "Go get that toy of mine. I want to see you use it on Sarah while she's licking me."

So that was Rose's plan. Love definitely liked that. She was still fully dressed but she didn't even think about pausing to get naked. She'd had her fun at the studio and now it was Rose and Sarah's turn. And while Sarah was taking care of Rose, Love was happy to return the favor to Sarah for how good she'd made her feel before. So she bent down again to retrieve the glass dildo from the box and get to work on Sarah.

"Oooooooh that's it Sarah! That's how you fucking do it!" Rose grunted as her hands took over for Love's mouth and began squeezing her bare tits, roughly grabbing at them and rubbing her own rock hard nipples. "Mmmmm eat me out you fucking slut! Lick that pussy! Oooooooh taste how fucking wet I am Sarah! Ughhhh you missed so much fucking fun at the mansion and now you're making up for it! Eat me bitch! Eat my dripping little cunt and show me how much you fucking love it! Bet Freddie could never get you off, could he? Mmmm definitely no fucking way he could, cause you don't want cock Sarah! You only want pussy and that's all you're gonna get from now on! You're gonna be eating me and every fucking little slut at the mansion every fucking day and night till we decide you've licked your way through your punishment!"

If that was considered her punishment then Sarah was happy to deserve it. She did love this. She loved the feel of Rose's tight, wet pussy against her face and around her probing tongue and the exquisite taste of every drop of her juices. She'd forgotten how wonderful guilt free, lesbian sex was.

Sarah was soaking wet from eating Rose out and feeling the heat of her pussy against her face while she lapped up her juices and teased her clit with her tongue. All the arousal from fucking Love before was combining with this to drive Sarah wild and she knew she could come just from eating Rose, without even laying so much as a finger against her own pussy.

But that wasn't quite what Rose and Love had in mind for her. Sarah had no idea what the two were planning because she'd been too busy eating Rose out to hear anything the two conspiring brunettes had said to one another. Sarah didn't even know Love had left Rose's tits until she felt someone tugging at her jeans and panties and figured out where her once and soon to be future housemate was.

Sarah moaned when she felt Love pulling down her clothes, but she didn't do anything else to encourage her friend. She didn't want to stop eating Rose's pussy and, besides, Sarah knew Love knew that she loved what was happening to her and no words were necessary.

So Sarah just continued to tongue Rose, licking her deep and hard and teasing her clitoris to maximum plumpness, completely unaware of what Love had in store for her.

Rose kept groaning and writhing on the bed, adoring being able to feel Sarah's wonderful, pussy hungry mouth against her cunt for the first time in ages. The girl had always been amazing at giving head. She'd blown her mind with the first time she and Love had teamed up to double lick her pussy and ass to orgasm in her trailer and every time since Rose had gotten off hard from Sarah's tongue.

Sarah's ability hadn't lessened in all the time she'd been away and Rose was happy to feel just how committed Sarah was to proving herself once again.

"Ohhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhh lick meeeeeeeee!" Rose groaned, fucking her pussy vigorously against Sarah's face, mashing her cunt lips against Sarah's facial lips and smearing her juices all over the girl.

Rose wanted Sarah sticky with her cum by the time this was over and she was already off to a good start.

"Lick that pussy Sarah!" Rose commanded. "Oooooooh you fucking must have been dying to jam your tongue into a pussy this hot Sarah! All those nights alone in bed with that useless fuck when all you wanted was to lick my hot little cunt! Ohhhhh fuck yeahhhhh right on my clit Sarah! God yessssss you do still know how to fuck! Mmmmm fucking bitch, eating my pussy soooo good! Lick that clitty baby! Get your whole fucking tongue on my clit! You'd better not stop Sarah! You'd better not fucking stop for anything! Keep that pretty fucking face of yours buried in my pussy until I fucking come! Don't you dare stop licking me Sarah!"

Sarah was in the middle of wondering what could possibly make her stop licking Rose's wet, creamy pussy out when it was so hot and yummy for her, when she suddenly felt a hard object pressing to her cunt lips from behind. It was the hard head of whatever it was that Love had slowly pushed inside her, forcing Sarah to bolt up from between Rose's legs almost as a reflex.

"Holy shit! What do you have back there Love?" Sarah gasped in sudden shock. "Ooooooh fuck it's hard! God, is that glass? Holy fuck! What are you doing to me Love?"

"It's Rose's," Love explained as she slowly inched the toy inside Sarah's waiting, wet pussy. "Don't worry. I'll be gentle baby."

Love felt like her pussy was absolutely going to melt her panties as she pushed Rose's glass dildo inside Sarah. She'd gotten even wetter than she'd been before from stripping Sarah's clothes off. Her jeans and panties had been just waiting there for her around Sarah's bent knees and Love knew they absolutely had to go.

Sure she could have left them there and still had her fun, but Love didn't like partially naked. She liked naked.

So Sarah's jeans and panties had been tugged the rest of the way off and Love had admired Rose's handiwork. Love had felt many spankings from Rose, but Sarah's cheeks were still redder than Love had ever seen before. Those slaps had done quite a number on the blonde and Love winced just from looking at them. But she knew whatever pain Sarah had felt would soon be forgotten once she'd gotten this toy inside her.

"What's the matter Sarah?" Rose taunted. "Don't think you deserve some payback anymore? You think that just cause I'm letting you eat me that everything's gonna be hunky fucking dory around here now. Uh uh. It don't work like that. Mmmm you're gonna get yourself fucked Sarah! Just like the last time you broke into my trailer! Mmm it's not Mr. Snappy back there. It's a new friend of mine and it's one you're definitely gonna remember!"

If Rose's new toy had a name she wasn't volunteering it and right then Sarah didn't give a fuck if it was Mr. Snappy II or the Toy With No Name. She just cared that it was barely inside her and she was already shaking from its hard penetration of her dripping pussy.

"Ohhhhhhh gawwwwwwwwd what the fuck is that?" Sarah cried, but not from pain. Love was letting her pussy get used to each inch that was sliding inside her and her gentle approach was taking what could have been agony for a pussy that hadn't been stretched in far too long and making it nothing but sweet pleasure.

"It's eight inches of glass that's about to be shoved inside you," Rose cackled. "Mmmm it's just a reminder of what you've been missing while you've been off with limp dicked Freddie Prinze Jr. Now get back to licking! I told you not to fucking stop Sarah!"

Rose pushed down hard on Sarah's head, shoving her gasping mouth back against her pussy.

Despite the surge of ecstasy that pounded through her body from the penetration that practically demanded attention, Sarah got her focus back on Rose. Her pussy had gotten all creamy again since she'd last been licking and Sarah started licking her clean. She attacked Rose's pussy with famished tongue lashes, licking up all her delicious creams and going right after her clit again, lapping against the tender, swollen bud as Rose cried out her pleasure.

"Oooooooooh fuckkkkkkkkkkk yeahhhhhhhhhh that's it Sarah! Good little fucking slut!" Rose exclaimed passionately, moving her hand off the blonde's head so she could get at both her tits once again. "Lick that pussy while you're getting yourself drilled! Oooooh I'll bet it's been fucking ages since you got that pretty little cunt of yours stuffed good! Mmmmm well this is just a fucking warm up bitch because when we get home you're gonna be licking everyone dry and I'm gonna be right behind you nailing you deep and hard with Mr. Snappy! Ohhhhh yessssssssss mmmmmmmm yeahhhh lick me harder Sarah! You fucking want that bad, don't you? Yeahhhhh I can feel how bad you fucking want it from how you're licking me! Mmmm you're dying to feel me fucking you from behind, shoving Mr. Snappy deep up inside you! But you're not even gonna get close to that until you fucking make me come Sarah! Fuck you've got me close! Mmmm you're licking my pussy sooooooo goooood! I love your tongue on my hard little clit! But you'd better finish me off Sarah! Make my pussy fucking gush like the slut you are!"

Sarah was in absolute heaven. Nothing could be better than this...except for maybe if the rest of her girlfriends were to see her getting her face and pussy fucked all at the same time. Love was working that dildo in with tender passion, letting the hard inches of glass fill her and giving her tight lips a chance to adjust and properly wrap around it before she started fucking her. And of course Rose's pussy tasted just as amazing as Sarah remembered it.

She had Rose's juices all over her chin and smeared over her lips and Sarah was desperate for more. She wanted Rose to fuck her face and gush sweet girl cum just as much as Rose did.

Rose was right. Her taunts about Freddie were mean, but they were right. It had been a long time since she'd been fucked this good. Love knew just how to work that thing inside her, pushing it in and fucking her hard, but not too hard. Sarah felt her pussy being spread open by the penetrating inches of hard glass and she gasped uncontrollably into Rose's cunt from it.

She'd never been fucked like this before. All the toys she'd had inside her had been plastic, but she loved how filled this made her feel and she hoped Rose would be taking it home with them for more playtime. Sarah knew there was no way she wasn't going to get off from this inside her pussy.

But Rose actually had a different plan in mind than the one Sarah was envisioning and once the blonde began really licking at her clit, moving in for the kill as her pussy lips clamped down tightly around her tongue, she let Sarah have it.

"Heyyyy wait a minute Love," Rose laughed, getting the brunette's attention. "Why are you fucking Sarah's pussy with that thing? Sure her dirty little bitch snatch could use a good stuffing, but when you were here that first time I sure as hell didn't use Mr. Snappy on her pussy, did I?"

"Oh fuck no!" Sarah gasped in panic as she immediately pulled up from Rose's pussy. "Please no Rose! That's too fucking big! Not there! Not with that!"

"Ohhhhhh no, you're not gonna talk your way out of this one Sarah," Rose laughed evilly. "Mmmm after all you're the one who was just begging to be punished. Give it to her Love! Just like I took Sarah with Mr. Snappy that first time. Shove that thing right up her ass!"

"Whoa," Love replied in disbelief. She hadn't been expecting Rose to want that. How the hell was this going to fit inside Sarah's ass? That was impossible!

"Ummm Rose, are you sure about this?" Love asked as Sarah looked back at her, concern in her eyes about what that glass dildo was going to do to her body.

"You know she's gonna fucking love it," Rose grinned. "Just like she did with Mr. Snappy. She was begging me to stop at first but soon she was moaning like a whore and telling me how it hurt her so fucking good! Do it Love! Get that thing up her ass! Oh and one more thing Love. No lube!"

That turned Sarah from concerned to veritably panic stricken in an instant. Guilt was one thing. She did feel she deserved to be punished and made to earn her way back into the mansion, but this was too much! A spanking was one thing. That dildo would have destroyed her ass without any lube!

"No Rose! No!" Sarah cried. "Please baby! I can't take it! Not without any lube! Please don't Rose!"

"Yeah, that's too much!" Love protested. "You said you didn't want to hurt her Rose. Don't do this!"

"Yeah? You think I'm gonna hurt her Love?" Rose challenged. "Then do something about it. You're the one with the toy in her hand, after all."

That was like an epiphany to Love. She was the one with the control here. She didn't have to listen to what Rose said. She could fuck Sarah any way she wanted to. Rose hadn't been giving them orders after all. She had just been challenging her to rise up and take control.

Love giggled at the thought of having all this power over Sarah but she wasn't about to be mean to her friend. So instead of just shoving the dildo inside Sarah, Love took a much hotter path of action.

While still steadily, but not harshly fucking Sarah's pussy with the glass, Love leaned down with her tongue and started licking Sarah's already exposed asshole.

"Oooooooooooh Love babyyyyyyyyy yesssssssss," Sarah mewed as her sensitive hole was treated to a wet tongue bath from Jennifer Love Hewitt. "Ohhhh fuck yes Love! Mmmm yeahhh if you're gonna fuck my ass I need you to lick it good first! God Love your tongue always feels so good in my ass! Mmmmm yesssss lick it so good you naughty girl! Make my ass nice and wet for you to fuck me!"

Rose was definitely pleased with herself for pushing Love a little bit there. And she didn't pretend she hadn't enjoyed the look of panic on Sarah's face when she thought that thing was going up her ass without lube.

Rose had actually done that to her before, but that was before they had connected and Rose never would have done it to a friend. So now she was able to look down to see Sarah in rapture as Love rimmed her asshole and that was better than any mean spirited fuck could ever be.

But of course Rose wanted much more than just to look. She was too close to her orgasm to just settle back and have some popcorn and watch while the sex went on without her. There was no way she was going to stand for that and she made that clear by pushing down on Sarah's head again.

"Get your tongue back to work!" Rose commanded as her hand pressed Sarah down to her spread, drooling pussy. "You're not going to get me that close to the edge and then just leave me hanging! Start licking Sarah! You're not going to get your forgiveness until you at least get a faceful of my cum!"

Forgiveness and girl cum were of course the two things Sarah wanted most from Rose and she was committed to getting them both. So as much as she loved the sensations of Love's wet, skilled tongue naughtily licking at her puckered hole along with the hard glass being pushed in strongly and slowly pulled out of her pussy, Sarah focused on Rose.

It was hard to concentrate, especially with Love's magic tongue on her ass and those wonderful glass rings rubbing against her clit, but it was hardly the first time Sarah had licked another girl while she'd gotten herself fucked and she sure hoped it wouldn't be the last.

After all her longing and all her suffering, Sarah felt so liberated and sexually free as she remained on all fours on Rose's bed in her trailer. Her marriage had been a prison and now she finally felt like she'd escaped the restraints of her vows. Now she could be who she truly was and do what she truly wanted.

Sure the life she'd always dreamed of since she was a little girl hadn't included living in a mansion full of horny women celebrities and fucking the daylights out of them at every opportunity, but life didn't always turned out as you planned.

Realizing that was the most liberating part of all. Sarah finally felt free to make herself happy and this was what made her happy. And what she wanted most then was to make Rose happy too...very, very happy.

Sarah licked all over her raven haired lover's soaked pussy, lapping at every inch of pink she could reach and straining for what was just out of the reach of her tongue. Sarah gulped down as much of Rose's juices as she could handle and each drop made her hungrier.

Rose was so wet for her and Sarah loved licking her so much while hearing her moan and talk dirty to her and command her like a little slut plaything, that she never wanted this to end. But Rose's swollen clitoris was so tantalizingly close and it was pulsing with need for attention. So just as Rose had taken mercy on her poor ass, Sarah took mercy on her right back and went after her clit, sucking it passionately and leaving Rose gasping for breath.

"OHHHHHHHHH FUCKING A! YESSSSSSSSS THAT'S IT SARAH!!!" Rose screamed in ecstasy. "I WAS WONDERING WHAT IT WAS GONNA TAKE YOU TO FUCKING GET AT MY CLIT! SUCK IT YOU FUCKING SLUT!! SUCK MY CLIT AND MAKE ME COME!!! MMMMMM FUCK YESSSSS OHHHH SARAH!!! BABY FUCKING SUCK MY CLIT!!! MMMMMM YESSSSSS MAKE ME COMMME!!! MAKE ME REMEMBER HOW GOOD YOU USED TO MAKE ME FEEEEEEL!!!"

The ecstasy flowing through Rose's veins, which was making her heart pound and her pussy quiver on the verge of explosion, was shrouded in a mist of memories. Sarah had always gotten her off so good. They had fucked so many times that Rose had stopped counting orgasms her blonde friend had given her after had it broken four digits.

But the time away had made those memories fade and Rose had accepted she would never feel pleasure from Sarah again. Now all those memories were back, having been triggered by being able to remember just how good sex with Sarah felt.

Rose was gasping on her bed, her sweaty body flailing against her sheets as she squeezed her tits and fucked Sarah's face. Rose wasn't even consciously thrusting her hips against Sarah anymore. Instead lustful instinct was guiding her, just as it had so many times in the past.

Loving the sound of Rose's passionate cries and the delicious taste of the juices she was being fed, Sarah sucked harder. She wrapped her lips around Rose's clitoris and the only times she released it was so she could lick it, attacking it with her tongue before enveloping the throbbing bud again.

Having Love licking and fucking her at the same time just made Sarah go after Rose harder. After all she'd done, Sarah knew she didn't deserve to feel this good and she planned on rewarding her friends a million times over for it.

While Love's tongue wetly tickled and licked at her asshole and the huge, fake cock rubbed her oh so right, Sarah feverishly sucked at the pussy fucking her face, nursing Rose's clitoris until the inevitable happened.

"OHHHHHHH YEAHHHHHHHH OHHHH YOU'RE FUCKING GETTING IT NOW SARAHHHHHH!!!" Rose roared as she came, soaking Sarah's face in the process, just as they'd both wanted. "TAKE EVERY FUCKING DROP OF MY CUM SARAH!! NEVER, EVER FORGET HOW GOOD I TASTE!!! YESSSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOH FUCK YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!"

Through every quake and shudder of Rose's orgasm, Sarah kept sucking on her. She moved off her clit to let her lips nurse her gushing, cummy pussy, greedily swallowing as much as possible.

Tasting Rose's orgasmic essence was absolute bliss and it was made all the hotter by Love's continued working over of her holes. The hard, fake cock in her pussy was perfectly contrasted by the soft, sexy tongue licking at her ass and Sarah felt herself getting absolutely lost in her own pleasure.

But before she could get too far gone, Rose interrupted her own gasps of orgasm to push things a little bit more.

"Fuck her ass now Love!" Rose moaned dreamily, her body and soul floating, but her mind still sharply attuned to everything happening on the bed. "She's close. Push her over the edge by getting that glass shoved up her little bitch ass! Mmmmm fuck her good Love! It's ok! That thing can go up the ass. God knows I've fucking done it to myself! Now fuck her Love! You can be as gentle as you fucking want you little wuss, just do it! Fuck Sarah's ass!"

"Do it Love!" Sarah added, pulling her cum covered face up from Rose and turning around to give her assent straight to Love. "I want it! I need it! Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass just like Rose did our first time! Make me fucking feel it baby!"

Despite her bravado, Sarah was still a little nervous about taking something so big up her ass. But if there was anyone Sarah trusted with absolute sexual certainty, it was Love.

She knew Love would treat her right and, more importantly, fuck her good with that toy. Plus Sarah was definitely no stranger to taking it up the ass. She loved it and it had been way too fucking long since she had felt it.

"If you really want it," Love said with a little reluctance before she pulled up from Sarah's now well licked ass and spit right into her puckered starfish to give her just that extra little bit of lube. Between that and the pussy juice Sarah had already coated the glass dildo with, Love figured if her body wasn't ready for assfucking now it never would be.

Love gave Sarah's asshole one last sensual lick and slowly pulled the glass dildo out of her. She felt like she was actually more nervous about this than Sarah was and she wasn't the one who was about to feel the huge, hard toy up her butt.

Though, Love thought to herself as she withdrew the sticky toy from Sarah's cunt, if Sarah liked this then maybe she'd just bend over for it next to find out what it felt like.

The clear glass was positively smeared with Sarah's juices and it was very tempting for Love to just start licking them off. It had been so long since she had tasted Sarah's pussy and Love hungered for it.

But she knew the slicker the toy, the easier it would push into Sarah and she didn't want to unlube it. So Love refrained from tasting and instead rubbed the toy up Sarah's ass crack in a slow, tantalizing manner between her firm, toned cheeks until the head rested against her hole.

"You sure you want this?" Love asked as she began to tease Sarah's hole with the glass.

"No," Sarah admitted. "But do it anyway Love. If Rose wants it, Rose gets it. Mmmm anything and everything she wants."

"Mmmmm now that's the kind of attitude I love," Rose laughed as she eyed Sarah's pretty face all sticky and shiny with her juices and felt her pussy quiver from one last little post orgasmic tremor.

Sarah was quite a vision on the bed and Rose drank the sight of her in. She was perched on all fours with her ass up in the air and her sticky face a mask of both nerves and intense arousal. Sarah was completely bottomless and her ass, still pink from Rose's spanking, and lower back glistened with sex sweat. Sarah's shirt and bra were still on and they clung to her sticky, sweaty body.

Rose liked that Sarah's shirt was still on. It just emphasized how completely exposed Sarah was from the waist down, her slapped ass up in the air ready to be fucked and juice from her pussy dripping down her thighs.

As Love continued to tease her saliva coated asshole with the head of the toy, Sarah groaned in arousal and felt her lust begin to put her nerves at rest. The more she thought about this, the more she wanted it and soon she was positively aching for it.

"Fuck me Love!" Sarah moaned eagerly. "Fuck my ass for Rose! Show her what a good slut I am! Mmmm watch me Rose! Watch me be a good little whore who takes it up the ass from other girls! Is this what you want? To see me get fucked and love it?"

"Fuck yeah that's what I want," Rose grinned, getting up off her back so she could get an even better view of what was about to happen. "But is it what you want Sarah?"

What I want? What do I want, Sarah asked herself. She'd thought she'd wanted marriage, but she'd been wrong. Was she wrong about this too? Was this what she really wanted or was she making another mistake?

But as quickly as that question popped into her head, Sarah answered it defininitively. This was absolutely what she wanted. She'd known it from the first kiss she'd shared with Love all those years ago. She just hadn't been able to admit it fully until now.

"Fuck me Love!" Sarah demanded. "I do want it! I want to get fucked! I want that glass inside me again. God, it felt amazing in my pussy and now I want it up my fucking ass! Do me Love! C'mon you naughty little slut! Fuck my ass! Make sure everyone knows I'm a slutty bitch who loves getting fucked by other girls!"

Sarah's pleas got moans from both Love and Rose, who had pushed her hand down to rub her own freshly licked pussy. But the most intense sounds naturally came from Sarah when Love did exactly as she was asked and began to fuck her with the toy. She slowly penetrated Sarah's asshole with the glass, pushing the head of the toy inside her and letting Sarah's tight hole greedily swallow it.

"OHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKK!!!" Sarah cried in passion as she felt the toy start to slide inside her. It really did feel good. In fact it felt fucking amazing. "MORE LOVE!!! MORE!!! I WANT MORE INSIDE ME!!! FUCK ME!!! FUCK MY ASS!!!"

Love wasn't quite sure how much she should give Sarah, but since she only had the head of the toy inside her, she figured a few more inches wouldn't hurt.

All the saliva and cum was acting as a perfect lube for this and there wasn't too much resistance as Love slowly and carefully took Sarah's ass with the toy, pushing another inch and then another inside her friend and starting to fuck her with an increased fervor.

"AHHHHHHHHH GODDDDDDDD!!!" Sarah screamed and Love reflexively stopped, only to be quickly dispelled of the notion that she was causing her friend pain. "NO LOVE! DON'T STOP! OOOOOOOH PLEASE DON'T STOP! GOD, IT FEELS SO BIG INSIDE ME, BUT IT'S SO FUCKING HOT! FUCK ME LOVE! OOOOOOH YOU'RE MAKING MY PUSSY DRIP BABY! PLEASE DON'T STOP!"

"Mmmmm really?" Love playfully asked as she resumed pumping the dildo into Sarah's ass and fucking her with steady, sure strokes. "I think I just might have to find out for myself if your pussy is dripping. Mmmm and then taste it if it is."

Love immediately made good on her promise. As Rose looked on and tugged on her own diamond hard nipples, loving the show of her newest toy being pushed into Sarah's tight, clinging hole, Love kneeled down further and ran her tongue up over Sarah's exposed slit from behind as the blonde cried out in wanton delight.

Sarah was definitely soaked and Love followed that first lick with more, lots more. With Sarah's flavor once more tickling her tastebuds for the first time in ages, Love unleashed her tongue, lapping away at Sarah's cunt and tasting all of her sticky sweetness.

Tasting Sarah again had love possessed with horny spirits and she dove right into her with her tongue, using one hand to spread Sarah's drooling pink lips open and the other to keep the toy steadily fucking her ass.

"OH GOD OH GOD OHHHH GODDDD!!!" Sarah kept passionately panting, her voice high and desperate for orgasm.

She'd gotten herself so hot licking Love back at the studio and she'd denied herself pleasure then. This time her body wasn't taking no for an answer and it craved the ecstasy of orgasmic release like most craved food or water.

"OOOOOOOOOH LOVE YESSSSSSS BABY YESSSSSS MMMM GOD IT'S SO GOOD!!! SO FUCKING GOOOOOOOOD!!!" Sarah cried. "OHHHHHH LICK ME LOVE!!! MMMMM YESSSSS BEEN SO LONG SINCE YOU LICKED ME!!! AHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSS TONGUE MY FUCKING LITTLE BITCH PUSSY WHILE YOU STUFF MY ASS!!! AHHHHHH ROSE WANTS ME TO BE A FUCKING SLUT AND I WILL BE!!! MAKE ME A SLUT LOVE!!! LICK ME AND FUCK ME AND MAKE ME COME LIKE A GODDAMN WHORE FOR ROSE!"

"Mmmmm shut the fuck up bitch. Talk later. Come now," Rose laughed before jamming her tongue into Sarah's mouth and kissing her.

Despite her mean words, Rose's kiss was nothing but affectionate and Sarah eagerly responded to it, sucking Rose's probing tongue and pushing her own tongue out to massage Rose's as she drew it back into her mouth.

The two girls moaned into each other's mouths and tongue wrestled while Love worked over Sarah's holes and had her body on the edge of ecstasy in no time.

"OOOOOOOH FUCK I'M GONNA FUCKING COME SOON!" Sarah lustfully declared as she yanked her head back from Rose's kiss and moaned with wild eyed passion. Blonde hair was getting stuck to Sarah's sweaty face and forehead and the woman's smile was ear to ear as Love made every inch of her tingle with sexual bliss.

"Bet you never thought we'd be the ones making you feel this good again, did ya Sarah?" Rose playfully taunted as she ran her hands over Sarah's sweaty, cum covered face. "Mmmm bet you thought you'd stopped fucking girls for good. But you couldn't, do it, could you Sarah? You couldn't walk away from getting yourself fucked as good as we always did to you! Yeahhhh you craved it didn't you. You craved getting fucked by another hot chick."

"Yessssssssss oooooooooooh I craved it...I fucking needed it sooooo bad," Sarah moaned wantonly as her eyes watered up from the intensity of the toy up her ass and the ecstasy of Love's incredible tongue feverishly licking at her pinkness.

She was really starting to pant now, like she was lost in heat. Sarah's voice was getting hoarse from her screaming and her words were coming out in short bursts of breath.

"I should make you suffer, you know?" Rose pointed out. "I should make you beg and crawl for us to fuck you again. I should make Love stop fucking and licking you and leave you here all alone and neglected like you left us."

"Pleaaaase Rose! Pleaaase let me come!" Sarah wailed. "I'm sorry! God, I'm so fucking sorry! Ohhhhhhhhh I'll never stop saying it if you want me to! Just please let me come now!"

"How bad do you want it?" Rose demanded, eyeing the top of Love's brown hair as she continued to feast away on Sarah, her arm curling up so her soft hand could control the dildo as she tongued her lover's dripping pussy. "How bad you fucking need it Sarah?"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh so baaaaaaad! SO FUCKING BAAAAAAAD!!!" Sarah cried. "OOOOOOOH THAT COCK FEELS SOOOOO HOT BURIED IN MY ASS! GOD IT FEELS LIKE SHE'S GOT IT ALL THE WAY UP INSIDE ME AND LOVE'S TONGUE IS LICKING MY NASTY LITTLE GIRL CRAVING CUNT SOOO NICE!!!"

"So much better than being married, huh?" Rose laughed. She'd never had any intention of making Love stop, but she was going to make sure she had a lot of fun with Sarah over these next few weeks. "Mmmmm no one fucks better than us."

"YEAHHHHHHH NO ONE!!! NO ONE EVER FUCKS AS GOOD AS GIRLS!!! OOOOOOOOOH ESPECIALLY YOU GUYS!!!" Sarah cried as Love pushed more of the glass dildo into her waiting hole and picked up the pace of her licking, tonguing Sarah's clitoris with hot, hard lashes. "OOOOOOOH GAWWD I NEVER THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA BE THIS GOOD AGAIN!!! AHHHHH FUCK!!! FREDDIE NEVER MADE ME FEEL THIS GOOD!!! ONLY GIRLS CAN!!!"

"And don't you forget it," Rose grinned before giving Sarah another kiss. Sarah's screams of ecstasy flowed right into Rose's mouth as Sarah felt her body shake with need for release. She didn't know how much of that toy Love had up her ass, but however much it was, it was more than doing the trick.

Love actually didn't have too much inside Sarah, just about four inches and she was afraid to go any deeper. Love knew Sarah loved feeling it, but she didn't want to push it, not when they were just getting things started again. Love preferred to keep things gentler today as she used those inches buried inside Sarah to fuck her while licking her pussy as fast as her tongue could manage.

The disbelief that had filled Love's mind back when she and Sarah were fucking in the office was back now. Love just couldn't believe she was tasting Sarah again. She couldn't believe her tongue was buried inside her pussy and her clit was throbbing against it. Love had dreamed of this so many times and now that it was actually happening she couldn't believe it.

But there was nothing imagined about it. It was really happening and Love was in ecstasy even with all her clothes on. Being able to just be with Sarah again as a friend had been her fondest wish. Being able to fuck her was the sweetest bonus possible and Love didn't care that she was still fully dressed. She'd had her fun. Now it was Sarah's turn and Love had always been even better at giving than she was at receiving.

"Come for me Sarah!" Love mumbled, her mouth full of pussy as she got her tongue all over Sarah's clitoris. "Fucking come for me baby! Ooooh give me what I've wanted for so long!"

"Yes come for her Sarah," Rose urged in between kisses. "It's just us here. You, me and Love! Mmmm just like the old days before we even got the mansion! Too bad Jen's not here too. Come for both of us Sarah! Let go and feel that fucking sweet, beautiful ecstasy that only comes from girls! Give in and feel it! Just like you taught me! We want you back Sarah! I missed you so fucking much and I wanna see you come now! I wanna see you come so hot and so sweet all over Love's face! Soak her slutty face with your pussy cream so I can lick it all off!"

With the glass toy lodged up her asshole and Love's mouth making a feast of her clitoris, Sarah was already overstimulated. There wasn't any way she wasn't coming, but it was Rose's words that sent her right over the edge.

They were so nasty, but so sweet all at once. That was what she wanted. That was what she needed. She needed that life of nasty and sweet again and with a sexual roar, Sarah felt like she was really, truly back as she exploded in orgasmic passion.

"YESSSSSSSSS FUCKING YESSSSSSSS AHHHHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSSS GODDDDDDDDDDD YESSSSSSSSS!!!" Sarah screamed as her fists pounded into Rose's bed, making all of them bounce a little on the mattress. "OOOOOOOOOOOH LOVVVVVVVE!!!! I MISSED THISSSSSSSSSS!!! YESSSSSSSSSSS GODDDDDDDDD ROSE YESSSSSSSS MMMMM MISSED YOU ALLLLL SO BAD!!!"

As she came, Love stopped fucking Sarah with the dildo, leaving the inserted inches buried up her ass while she continued to lavish loving on her clitoris. Sarah screamed in absolute ecstasy over and over again and Love was there to catch every creamy drop that shot out her pussy. Love didn't stop swallowing and she didn't stop licking and sucking Sarah's pussy until the blonde was reduced to a quivering, half-naked mess on the bed.

With one last cry of bliss, Sarah slumped down on the bed, lying flat on her belly as she drooled into Rose's covers. She hadn't felt anything like that since she'd left the mansion. Even her dalliances with Alyson and her friends hadn't been that good because there'd been the guilt. But there was none of that now. Just pleasure. Sweet, sweet pleasure.

Sarah smiled in complete contentment and began grinding her still wet pussy into Rose's bed, hoping for any additional stimulation she could get from it. But Rose didn't just let Sarah lie there and she motioned for her to get up.

Her body was jelly, but Sarah managed to slowly wobble her way up off her belly and onto her knees. She didn't know what was coming next so she was taken completely by surprise when Rose suddenly slapped her across the cheek.

"That's for leaving us," Rose said before giving Sarah another slap, this time across the other cheek. "And that's for leaving a goddamn note and never fucking calling."

Sarah gasped at the stinging slaps against her face, but the feeling of shock didn't last long since Rose immediately followed them up with a loving kiss to her lips.

"And this is for coming back and saying sorry," Rose smiled tenderly as she pulled her lips away. "I love you Sarah. I want you to come home too."

"I love you too Rose," Sarah said, smiling right back at her even as her cheeks continued to sting.

"I haven't totally forgiven you, by the way," Rose said as she lay down on the bed, pulling Sarah and Love down with her so she could snuggle up between them with each of them on one side of her naked body. "Mmmm but you're off to a good start."

The three girls lay there for a while, holding each other and saying nothing and everything all at once. Eventually Love broke the silence with the question that was on all their minds.

"So what's next?" Love asked. "What do we do now?"

"Well first of all," Sarah said, happily speaking up. "You have way too many clothes still on Love. We have to do something about that. And then after that I have a little idea...."

Jennifer Aniston checked her watch for what felt like the millionth time today. It was starting to get late and she was still wondering whether or not to go off and get herself dinner before heading back to Malibu. Mealtime at the mansion was rarely a formal affair and you were often on your own to make sure you got properly fed.

Today had dragged so badly. Jennifer couldn't remember many days when she'd been as impatient to get home and she knew the fault for that was all on her and not anyone else. It wasn't that her work was any less fulfilling than usual. It was just that she was especially eager to get back to her friends.

She was in Los Angeles today doing rehearsals at the studio for the new movie she was supposed to start shooting next month. There wasn't much that was exciting about rehearsals, but today sitting around in a bunch of chairs doing readings of the script was much more boring than usual because all Jennifer wanted was to get home and get naked.

All day she'd been in dreamland and while her lack of focus was pretty hard to hide, Jennifer hoped she'd done a better job of not revealing just how aroused her daydreams had been making her.

Jennifer had been so wet all day and it had been driving her crazy. She'd even taken what was supposed to be a cigarette break to go off into the ladies room and finger herself. It had been so risky to do that, slamming her pussy with three of her fingers while her other hand had been clamped down hard on her mouth to keep herself quiet. But the risk had made it even hotter and Jennifer had needed the relief.

Last night's party had been so wild. Jennifer couldn't believe what she and Gwen and Cameron had done to Fluffy. She couldn't believe she had actually messed around with another guy after all this time and she couldn't believe who she had actually done it with.

But Fluffy had made her come so hard and Jennifer couldn't help but get wet each and every time she thought about sucking his cock and how he felt when she spread her tight, pink slit open and took her pussy with his huge cock.

Jennifer wasn't planning on any kind of repeat performance, though. It was already plenty weird that she'd let Christina's bodyguard fuck her without the singer being any the wiser as to what was going on, but what was going on with Gwen and Fluffy just made it a trickier situation. Jennifer definitely didn't want to get in the middle of anything between her friend and her secret lover.

But that didn't stop her from longing to rub herself again at the thought of Fluffy taking her again, yanking her hair hard as he fucked her doggie style and drove that cock deep into her.

Damn...nearly got caught up in it again, Jennifer said as she chided herself for having such hot dreams when she wasn't in private. She had nearly unconsciously started playing with her tits through her shirt as she'd felt her nipples swell at the memories of last night. That was all she needed. Some paparazzi catching her feeling herself up. She knew she had to have more self control than this.

Of course that didn't mean Jennifer wanted the hot visions in her head to stop. She just had to press the pause button for a bit and wait until she got home because her sexy thoughts hadn't just been focused on Fluffy.

Jennifer had seen her friends turn into lust crazed monsters last night and it had been such a huge turn on. Love, Jewel, Jessica, Alyssa and even Rose had gone wild at the party and Jennifer felt like she'd outdone them all with her illicit rendezvous.

Jennifer's attraction to her friends never faded, but what had happened last night had taken the flames of her lust for them and turned it into a bonfire. She had wanted them even more than ever after seeing them act so hot and nasty. If she hadn't been so exhausted last night when they'd gotten back from Lauren's, Jennifer would have gotten them all right back into another orgy, only this time it would have been a girls only affair.

All day Jennifer's pussy had been tingling with wicked thoughts about what she wanted to do to her housemates as soon as she got home. Ravish was too mild a world for what she wanted and Jennifer couldn't wait to show her sexy, naughty friends just how horny she was today. She knew she would surprise them by being so aggressive, but Jennifer also knew that she'd have quickly had them moaning too loudly for that to matter.

Jennifer's sexual heat that day had been especially stoked by Britney's shocking return that morning. She'd been in too much of a rush to properly stay and welcome the prodigal housemate back but Jennifer had certainly liked Britney running right up to her that morning and giving her a passionate hug and kiss before she'd left, especially since Britney had been completely naked when she'd done it, having just gone through what Jennifer had heard was a wicked kitchen fuck with Alyssa, Jessica, Rose and Christina.

Absence had definitely made Jennifer long for Britney's sexy body and Jennifer couldn't wait to get home and get all over inch of the slutty singer. Jennifer could already picture herself sucking Britney's big tits while she had her hands fingering Britney's pussy and ass at the same time and making her scream out in intense ecstasy before throwing her down onto the floor and licking her dry.

God, what's with me today? Jennifer asked herself as she let out a tiny giggle. She did like thinking and feeling this way. Everyone who came into contact with her today had been able to see she had something on her mind, but Jennifer was pretty sure none of them had any idea what it was. Jennifer could only imagine the shock that would have followed if anyone knew the sexual thoughts dancing around her brain about the beautiful women she shared a home with.

Glancing at her watch again, Jennifer did some quick calculations in her head about how long it would take her to drive home. She was a little past rush hour now, but that didn't mean the freeway wasn't still going to be jammed.

Jennifer didn't feel like waiting even longer so she decided to skip dinner for now and get home. There probably was something she could eat there and if there wasn't, Jennifer was sure there would be someone she could do the same thing to.

Jennifer nearly giggled again at her own horny thoughts when one of the studio's production assistants came right up to her right before she got to the parking lot.

"Miss Aniston, they told me to tell you that your limo's here," the assistant said.

"Thanks," Jennifer replied distractedly before she pulled herself out of her sexual daze and asked what should have been obvious to her right away. "Wait! My limo? What limo? I drove here today. I didn't ask for a limo."

"They just told me it was for you," the assistant replied with a shrug of his shoulders. "I don't know who sent it. But they said it was waiting for you inside the main lot."

"Wait! Who's `they?'" Jennifer asked, but all that got her was another shrug of the shoulders as an answer, which naturally didn't help her a bit.

Jennifer had no idea what to make of this. Limos just didn't materialize out of nowhere and Jennifer knew she hadn't been so distracted today that she'd accidentally called her car service for one.

It must have been some kind of mix-up or something. Someone just got their instructions mixed up. There had to be another Jennifer somewhere on the lot. It must have just been a little confusion on the driver's part or something.

At least that was what Jennifer hoped it was. She'd tussled with a few stalkers over the years and she was reflexively wary of things like this. What if this was some kind of trap or something? Well the obvious remedy to that was that she'd be in no danger if she just got into her car and drove home without ever getting near the limo.

Then again, Jennifer did feel bad for the driver. If he was legit, Jennifer didn't want him to be waiting all night for a client that never showed. She should at least let him know that the limo wasn't for her so he could check back with his boss and get to where he really had to go.

Besides, Jennifer had to admit she was at least a little curious about what was going on here. It was a tiny little mystery after all and she wanted to get to the bottom of the confusion.

Deciding if she was careful she wouldn't expose herself to any potential dangers, Jennifer went out toward the main lot and walked past her car. Sure enough there was a limo waiting for her and Jennifer cautiously approached the driver's side door. The windows were tinted so no one could see inside, but Jennifer could see from the windshield that there was definitely a driver in there.

"Excuse me," Jennifer said politely as she tapped on the glass, hoping the driver would roll his window down so she could explain what happened. "I think there's been a mix-up. I didn't call for anyone. Hello? Excuse me, sir? I need to talk to you."

But the driver's window stayed raised up and the driver offered no reaction to Jennifer's requests. Instead the backseat door on the driver's side opened up and Jennifer felt her breath catch in her throat. Oh God, this was some kind of stalker thing. Before she started running away in a panic, however, she heard a feminine voice call out.

"Get in," the voice said and it sounded familiar enough to Jennifer that she put her fears of stalkers aside for a moment to peer inside the limo. What she saw inside there floored her more than any kidnap attempt ever could.

"Are you getting in or what?" Rose asked with mock frustration. "We don't have all night you know."

"Oh my God," Jennifer gasped. It wasn't just that Rose and Love were surprising her like this. It was whom they had with them.

"Sarah?" Jennifer asked in disbelief.

"Get in," Sarah repeated with a broad smile on her face.

"What the heck is going on here?" Jennifer asked, overjoyed to see Sarah again and quite shocked to have everyone together without any screaming, tears or other drama.

"Get in and we'll tell you everything," Love urged.

"My car..." Jennifer started to explain.

"Will still be here in the morning," Rose interrupted. "Now are you coming or not? People are going to start staring soon."

That argument was more than enough to convince Jennifer to leave her car behind for the night and get a limo ride home instead. Besides it hadn't escaped Jennifer's recollections what had happened the last time she had gotten into a limo with Sarah, Love and Rose and if there was one thing she was definitely in the mood for tonight it was a repeat of that amazing ride.

Jennifer crawled inside the roomy, comfy limo and closed the door behind her. As she did so, Love opened up the speaker to the driver.

"We can go now," Love said before clicking off the speaker. With it off and the partition risen all the way up between driver and passengers, the girls had complete privacy.

"What's going on here?" Jennifer asked again as the limo began moving. "What's all this about?"

"If you think about it, it'll come back to you," Rose teased as she played with Jennifer's soft brown hair. Rose was next to her in the limo seat and Love and Sarah were right across from them.

"When did all this happen?" Jennifer asked, her nipples swelling up and her pussy resuming it's heated moistening just from the sight of Sarah back together with everyone.

"It's been one hell of a day," Sarah admitted with a smile. "We've got a lot of catching up to do Jen."

"Wait, you've got to tell me what happened first," Jennifer insisted. She was dying to know now what had turned the tears and anger of yesterday into the sexual affection she saw radiating from all three of her friends now.

Out of all the girls in the mansion, Jennifer had understood Sarah's predicament the most. She'd gone through her own crazy juggling act with Brad and she knew full well how impossible it was to live two lives.

Jennifer had never held Sarah's choice against her. She hadn't liked it, but she'd also respected Sarah's right to make it. But she'd never stopped hoping that one day something exactly like this would happen.

"We can talk later," Love giggled as she moved forward sensually toward Jennifer, approaching her with lust in her eyes just like the three of them had that first night when they'd turned Jennifer's anger at the surprise limo invasion into eye opening ecstasy by triple teaming her into embracing a new sexuality.

"Yeah this is something we'd much rather show you anyway," Sarah said, her own pussy getting nice and wet again at the thought of seeing and touching Jennifer's beautiful naked body again and once more feeling that amazing tongue of hers on her pussy.

Sarah and Love moved forward as one toward Jennifer. They advanced on the actress just as Rose tenderly kissed Jennifer's neck and began caressing her through her clothes. There was no resistance this time. Jennifer was already putty in their hands and all of them knew it. No one was going to have to be convinced to try anything this time.

Before she knew it Jennifer had Rose pulling her shirt up over her head and softly rubbing her breasts through her bra as Sarah and Love went for her jeans, pulling them down and showing off just how wet her day of wicked thoughts had left her panties. All Jennifer could do in response to this was moan and urge her sexy friends on.

Usually she was the last person in the world to try these risky sexual escapades, but this felt right. It was perfect in fact. If Sarah was indeed back, and there was now every indication in the world except absolute confirmation that she was, then Jennifer considered this the perfect way to welcome her returning friend back into the naughty little fold.

Jennifer pulled Sarah up away from her jeans and got the blonde girl into a passionate kiss. Sarah draped her arms over Jennifer's shoulder and eagerly returned the kiss to her friend. Their lips rubbed together softly as their tongues wetly touched and each girl moaned happily.

"Are you back?" Jennifer asked, having to know for sure.

"Mmmhmmm," Sarah confirmed with a sexy smile. "And things are going to be better than ever."

"I've wanted this for so long," Jennifer admitted.

"Me too," Sarah replied. It was the truth even if she'd been unwilling to admit it before.

"Let's get you back home Sarah," Jennifer said with a moan as Love and Rose pulled down her soaked panties.

"Yessssss home," Sarah repeated before giving Jennifer another long kiss.

This was perfect. This was what she wanted. They were going home. She was going back to the mansion. It was her home again and Sarah felt she was finally whole again.

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