Completely fictional- all a figment of my imagination. Not meant to imply anything about the sexualities of Julianne Morris or Krista Allen.
On the Set
Julianne Morris and Krista Allen were sitting around in Julianne's dressing room after a hard day's work under the bright lights of studios two and four on the Burbank NBC lot. They had just filmed scenes where their characters, Greta and Billie, respectively, met up in the bayou for the first time. Only knowing each other a few weeks, Krista and Julianne were already close friends and hung out whenever they could off-screen.
"So, Julianne," Krista bit her lip. She had just gotten a call from her agent, who informed her that her steamy Emmanuelle in Space series was to be broadcasted on Cinemax during the sweeps period. She knew her new friend was devoutly religious and didn't know how the knowledge would treat her. She hoped Julianne wouldn't turn away just because of her past. "I read an interview you did a few weeks ago," she tried to mention it nonchalantly.
"Oh? Which one?" Julianne was lying on her stomach on a couch in the dressing room, reading a magazine. She was facing Krista, and her chestnut hair was spilling down her shoulders and back. Her low-cut tee-shirt was being pulled down even further showing off a nice hint of cleavage but no view of a bra. Her chest was lightly freckled from the hot California sun, though.
"I don't know, some piece with Soap Opera Digest."
Julianne giggled, "The piece on my relationships and sexuality?"
"Yeah," Krista relaxed.
"Wasn't that something?" She closed the magazine and sat up, tucking on leg in between the others, her tight pants being pulled against her curves even more.
"What do you mean?" Krista bit her lip.
"Well, I thought they were going to ask me something a little more involved than how my virginity was doing!"
Krista laughed.
Then Julianne got real quiet.
"What's wrong?" Krista inched closer on her rolling chair, and she rested a hand on Julianne's thigh.
"Nothing really," she tried to brush it off.
"Come on, Juli," Krista pleaded. "I know something's bothering you. Call it a maternal instinct, but I'm good with this stuff. What is it? You can tell me."
Julianne sighed but nodded. "Its just that sometimes I wonder when I will find that right person, you know? Of course you don't! You've found him!"
Krista smiled but was a little sad on the inside. She had found him- the most perfect man and the best husband in the world, and she missed him dearly. He was in New York for the past week on a business trip. Instead, she just smiled politely at Julianne and listened while she spilled out all her fears about sex.
"Juli," Krista tentatively broke in. "You don't have a thing to worry about.
You're a very beautiful woman, both inside and out. Any man would be happy to have you! And when you find the one you're ready to settle down with, you'll click instantly, and all of your fears will fly right out the window, you'll see."
"But how will I know what to do with him...in the bedroom?"
Krista shrugged, "I guess its just whatever comes naturally." She had never given it much thought before.
"Maybe for you," Julianne scoffed, and Krista looked at her. "Oh, shit! Kris, I'm sorry, I didn't mean..."
"No, no, you're right. Emmanuelle," she muttered.
"Yeah, Emmanuelle," Julianne repeated.
"What? You know?"
"Yeah," she admitted sheepishly. "I've...well, I've seen them."
Krista got a twinkle in her eye and for the first time she noticed how Julianne's skin radiated from the lights. She stood up and locked the dressing room door.
"Juli, I have an idea..." She sat back down, this time next to Julianne on the couch. "How about...nah, never mind."
"What?"
"I don't want you to hate me for asking."
"I couldn't. We're friends."
"Well..."
"Oh, come on!"
"Well, if you wanted, I could teach you some things that might help for when you do have sex for your first time." Krista said, remembering how in the Emmanuelle films she did the same thing, taught others how to please themselves and each other. She was antsy from filming a very sexually tense film earlier, and like I mentioned, her husband had been gone for at least a week.
"But Justin..." Julianne stammered.
"He's out of town. And it's not cheating if I show you something on myself."
"Okay," she said tentatively. "What do I have to do?"
Krista licked her lips. "Just get comfortable and do what feels natural." She stood up and unbuttoned her jeans, sliding them down slowly past her slim hips and down her tanned legs. She stepped out of them and pulled her tank top over her head, her breasts bouncing as she did. Julianne leaned back on the couch and watched intently. Krista kept her eyes on Julianne's the whole time and felt herself growing wet from the audience. She had never felt like this for anyone except Justin before.
Standing only in her panties and bra, Krista slid her hand around on her stomach seductively, reaching up to squeeze and cup her breasts together, dipping a finger in the cleavage. She began to see it take effect on Julianne, too, who began to breathe harder. Krista turned around and wiggled her ass at Julianne for a little bit as she slid her hands down her legs and back, spreading her thighs apart and running her hand in between her legs just briefly. She stood back up and flipped her hair back, unclasping her bra with only one finger and letting it fall to the floor on top of her pile of jeans and a shirt. Julianne could only see her bare back and the sides of her breasts as Krista turned around, covering her chest with her arms, hugging herself. She rolled her tongue around in her mouth and closed her eyes, tossing her hair back as she felt her nipples go rigid under her arms. She dropped her arms at her sides suddenly and hooked her thumbs into the elastic in her panties. Julianne gasped seeing Krista's luscious breasts fall into her view. They were at least a 36D, if not double D, and the nipples were bigger than quarters. Now they were hard and sticking straight out like pencil erasers, swollen and dark red. Krista rubbed her hand around her right nipple, encircling it and tweaking it a little, then moved onto her left. Unconsciously, Julianne reached out to touch her but drew back when she thought of what she had done. Krista just smiled devilishly and pulled Julianne legs straight out on the couch, so she was lying flat on her back.
Straddling her, Krista swung on leg over Julianne's side, and dragged the other over her, dipping her chest against Julianne's and lowering herself so close their lips were almost touching. Krista reached her tongue out and licked her own lips, hitting Julianne's top one slightly. Their eyes were still locked on each other, and Krista began to gyrate on top of Julianne, sliding her pantie-covered mound against the roughness of Julianne's jean covered pelvis. The friction was getting to be too much for Krista, who moaned and grabbed her head. Thrashing it from side to side as she rocked, her panties were inching up into her crack, and her bare pussy was touching Julianne's jeans. Julianne looked down in amazement and saw a wet spot being formed where Krista's skin was touching her. Krista was frustrated from not allowing herself to get relief, and she reached down and grabbed Julianne's hands, bringing them up to her breasts. Julianne gasped as she felt the hard nipples between her fingers.
"What happened to not touching?" She breathed hard.
Krista kept her eyes closed and grunted. "Don't care...need it bad...please help me...ooohhhh...."
Julianne smiled at making her feel good and began to explore her breasts with her fingers, kneading and massaging, caressing and squeezing, tweaking and rubbing. Julianne began to feel hot, and she slid around on the couch so she could pull off her own shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra underneath, and Krista opened one eye to watch Julianne's firm breasts pop out.
"Mmmm nice tits hon," she complimented.
"Thanks, you too," Julianne laughed.
Krista stepped off of her and rubbed a hand around Julianne's stomach, sliding it down into her pants. She popped open the button fly from the inside, feeling Julianne's pantyclad pussy with the back of her hand. She slid Julianne's jeans down to her ankles and did the same with her panties, gasping when she saw Julianne was shaved and completely bare.
"Not ready for sex hm? I beg to differ," Krista laughed.
Julianne just reached up and tore off Krista's panties to see a glistening wet snatch with only a thin strip of auburn hair covering her slit.
"Oh, so that IS your natural color," she smiled.
Krista laughed and climbed back on top of Julianne in the same position as they were in before, only no clothes to get in the way. Krista hooked her knees behind Julianne's and began to slid back and forth, their pussies rubbing against each other. Krista bent over and took one of Julianne's 34C breasts into her mouth. She rolled her tongue around the nipple, nibbling on it gently until it grew hard in between her teeth. She reached down and dipped a finger into Julianne's snatch, making her cry out.
"Did I hurt you? You're so tight!" Krista was concerned.
"That felt so gooood," Julianne moaned, thrusting her pelvis up to meet Krista.
Krista smiled and started to kiss and lick her way down Julianne's body. She started at her face and leaned over Julianne's lips, slowling inching her way closer, taking her time so Julianne could stop her if she wasn't comfortable.
Krista opened her mouth and tilted her head. Julianne saw Krista's pink tongue beginning to dart out like a little clit, and she did the same. Their mouthes met and their tongues searched the other's mouth hungrily as their bodies mashed together below them. Krista broke away and moved down to suck on her neck...then her collar...then her chest...right breast...then left...
"Ohhhh yeah thats soo nice," Julianne moaned, her face growing red from the heat.
Krista continued down, sucking on her stomach and swirling her tongue around in her belly button. She moved down even more and knelt on the couch by Julianne's knees, bending over her pussy. Julianne dripped, staining the couch, and Krista blew on her a little. Julianne spread her legs on instinct.
"Don't stop Kris please I need it so bad I want it come on..."
Krista bent over slowly and licked the insides of Julianne's thighs. She shuddered and grabbed the back of Krista's head, pulling her closer, knocking Krista's nose against her clit.
"Oh yeah!" Julianne cried upon contact.
Krista smiled and licked her folds, then made an O with her mouth and kissed her pussy like it was a mouth.
"Oh oh oh!"
Krista groaned into Julianne's pussy, too, as she put a pillow between her legs and fucked herself on it needing the friction to get off. The groaning sent vibrations running through Julianne's body, and she shuddered again and thrashed below Krista. Krista licked up as much of Julianne's juices as she could without touching her clit, which was like a mini hard cock, sticking straight up, red, throbbing, and swollen. Krista slowly to tease Julianne stuck her tongue out and touched just the tip to her clit. Julianne moaned and thrashed more, and Krista was brought closer, sucking it into her mouth like a dick. She sucked and slurped and moaned, telling Julianne how good she tasted, as Julianne writhed beneath her.
"oh God oh yes oh oh oh!"
Krista reached up and twiddled her nipples in her fingers and Julianne reached down to suck on her fingers.
"Oh yes oh Krista God yes fuck me with that tongue yes rim me im so wet make me cum!"
Krista worked hard to do just that. She sucked and licked as Julianne fucked her face.
"Oh yes yes yessss im cummming yess God yes Krista!" Julianne exploded, gushing juices all over Krista's face as she greedily lapped them all up. Julianne twitched underneath her, and when Krista got her as dry as she could, she slid up Julianne's body and kissed her, sharing the taste of her juice with her. Playing with each other's breasts and nipples, they lay panting in each others arms.
"Pretty good for your first time," Krista smiled.
"Now it's your turn," Julianne winked. "But you'll have to guide me."
"Of course," Krista could feel her pussy spasming at the thought of Julianne's tongue buried within it. She could picture her face hidden between her thighs and almost creamed just thinking of it.
To be continued...