Harem

This is part 4 of Harem Chapter 11. Please don't read this before you read the other parts in their correct order. It upsets me when you read out of order. Please send feedback to KMB2476@aol.com

Alyson groaned as she reached over and grabbed the pill she was reaching for. It wasn't anything stronger than aspirin, but to her it was like a miracle drug. She'd had these headaches ever since she'd come out of her coma, and a plain old aspirin at least made things so that she could function normally.

The headaches were getting better at least. With every passing day they got less severe and the doctors assured her that soon they would be gone. The doctors told her again and again how lucky she was and Alyson didn't doubt that for a second. They said she was fortunate to not have suffered a skull fracture or lapsed into a longer coma. Alyson had never thought she'd be happy to know she suffered an intercranial bleed, but the alternative was too horrible to consider.

Alyson hadn't told anyone, but these last few nights when she'd been in the hospital she would lie awake, terrified that she had suffered some kind of brain damage that the doctors hadn't detected yet. She was afraid to tell her family or her friends this, but she was quizzing herself every day on things to see if she was still sharp. She strove to see if she remembered things like multiplication tables, old boyfriends and state capitals. So far she hadn't found any problems, but that didn't stop her from worrying. She didn't want to be damaged. She wanted things to be like they were before that night.

That night. Alyson was having nightmares about it. That was something she had shared with her doctors and she had already consulted with one of the hospital's psychiatrists about them. The shrink seemed nice enough, but she couldn't give Alyson the personal attention she needed. Alyson knew she was going to have to find herself some professional help when she was released. She dreaded the thought of seeing a shrink, but she knew she had to. She just felt so nervous and edgy and the nightmares were no picnic. She wanted them to go away and the sooner the better.

She didn't like thinking about what happened...not when the memories were so fresh and the wound on her head so sore. Alyson was just happy Sarah was ok. Alyson couldn't help but think that her lie on the witness stand had set Rick off, but she didn't dwell on that. What was important was that Sarah was ok, she was going to be ok and that Rick was in protective custody with a broken skull thanks to some hard contact with a concrete surface and the bat he'd used on her.

Alyson had spent all her nights since then in the hospital. The doctors didn't think she was in any immediate danger, but they had wanted to keep monitoring her. They wanted to make sure the swelling in her brain was continuing to shrink. The more it did, the less she would have these headaches. Alyson had grown quite accustomed to this hospital room, but that didn't mean she liked it here. She hated being poked and prodded all the time and she hated these fucking hospital gowns. Alyson thought she had a pretty good ass, but she sure as hell didn't want to be showing it off all the time.

At least they were releasing her today. After all she'd been through, her home was going to look mighty comforting. She couldn't wait to sleep in her own bed again. Even if she did have another nightmare, it wasn't going to feel quite as bad. She felt safe in her house and she desperately wanted to get back there.

Her friends and family had been so supportive of her through all this. Even though it was overwhelming sometimes to have all the people around her, she definitely appreciated it. It made her feel so good to know that many people loved her and cared about how she was doing. Of course it was the presence of special friends like Sarah that carried the most weight. Sarah had helped nurse Alyson back to health with promises of what they were all going to do to her when they got her back to the mansion.

Thinking of all those hot fantasies really had Alyson ready to get back to her old life. It was better than any dumb physical rehab. That was for sure. Sarah had been a great deal of support and so had the other girls at the mansion and former co-stars like Charisma Carpenter and Eliza Dushku. Alyson had even gotten a few visits from her old "American Pie" co-stars.

When Mena Suvari and Shannon Elizabeth had told her what had gone on with Tara in that hotel room, Alyson had nearly passed out. She had never thought Tara was the type to go for something like that. Now she wasn't quite sure what to do with the blonde party girl. Should she bring her over to the mansion to introduce to Sarah and everyone? Or should she see how far Tara would be willing to go with her, Mena and Shannon. Both possibilities were yummy and had Alyson eagerly awaiting getting the hell out of here.

She didn't have much to pack up, so getting all her things together didn't take much time. The doctors still had a few things to check out on her, so Alyson had grudgingly agreed to continue wearing the hospital gown until everything was official. She just wished Sarah had a chance to see her home and maybe even give her a little "welcome home" present.

She knew that Sarah would have been there if she could, so she wasn't hurt by her absence. Sarah needed to be on that flight to New York and Alyson never would have let her blow off a potentially big movie just so she could see her home from the hospital. Alyson knew they'd have a chance to be together again...and soon. They'd been through so much together and Alyson was so happy that Sarah had been the first person she'd seen when she'd awoken.

Even though she couldn't leave quite yet, Alyson was throwing her things in her suitcase in anticipation of being able to leave. She was going stir crazy in this place. The few times she'd been outside the past few days for fresh air had been heavenly and Alyson felt very constricted by the four walls of her room. At least she hadn't had a roommate. Alyson supposed that was one of the perks of celebrity.

The redhead was about to finish gathering her stuff when she suddenly heard a throat clearing behind her and a female voice.

"Where do you think you're going?" Alyson heard. She instantly recognized the voice and she turned and smiled.

"I said, where do you think you're going?" Charisma Carpenter asked. "I don't think you're cleared to leave yet. Not planning on an escape or anything, are you?"

"Maybe," Alyson replied slyly. "Why, are you planning on stopping me?"

"Well I happen to know all your secrets now Aly," Charisma grinned. "So I think I can coax you into staying."

"I'm sure you could," Alyson agreed before hugging her former co-star.

"How are you Aly?" Charisma inquired.

"Eager to get home," Alyson answered. "I can't spend one more second here. I'll probably go crazy if I do."

"Well we can't have that," Charisma said. "I want you nice and sane."

"Me too," Alyson said. "So what made you want to come down here today?"

"Sarah sent me," Charisma said. She fidgeted a little in the long navy blue coat she wore. It obscured most of her body and Charisma looked eager to take it off. Alyson wasn't used to seeing her friend dressed like that, but she didn't say anything.

"Really? What for?" Alyson asked.

"Just to make sure you got what you needed, I guess," Charisma said a little nervously. She was about to say more, but she noticed Alyson's attention was elsewhere. She was staring at herself in the mirror and Charisma could easily see what had caught her eye. Alyson's red locks were almost gone. They had shaved her head before the surgery and, even though some hair had grown back since then, it was still a mighty close crop and you could easily see the incision they had had to make in her head for the surgery.

Alyson looked so sad staring at herself that Charisma immediately came up from behind her and tenderly kissed her neck while encircling her arms around her stomach.

"You look beautiful, Aly," Charisma assured her friend.

"I look like the girl from the first Star Trek movie," Alyson sighed as she touched the patches bare scalp that were clearly evident.

"I never saw that, but I'm sure you don't," Charisma stated. "You look fine. Besides, all that matters is that you're alive. I think you look beautiful."

"Thank you," Alyson said gratefully, turning her head to meet her friend's. Even though they weren't in the most private of places, Alyson still kissed Charisma warmly on the lips. Her hair was going to grow back, but it was going to take time. Until then, she guessed she was going to be wearing a lot of baseball caps in public.

"So did Sarah send you to make sure I got home ok?" Alyson asked, still a little unclear as to why Charisma was here.

"Sort of," Charisma grinned.

"What?" Alyson asked. "Why are you being so vague?"

"Cause Sarah sent me over to make sure ALL your needs were being taken care of," Charisma giggled, checking to make sure the door was closed behind her before dropping her coat. Alyson gasped in happy surprise when she saw what was underneath.

"Just call me Nurse Charisma," the dirty blonde smiled as Alyson's eyes worked over her outfit. It was a nurse's outfit cut in all the right places. Charisma had seen it once at Frederick's of Hollywood and she had saved it for the perfect moment. This was as close to perfect as things were going to get. The top buttons of the uniform were open and the white bra underneath pushed Charisma's already large breasts up to a delicious display of cleavage. The skirt showed off Charisma's beautiful legs and the outfit was complete right down to the white stockings and garters that Alyson could see her friend was wearing.

"Oh...my...God..." Alyson grinned.

"So, why don't you tell the nurse just where it hurts," Charisma offered as she approached Alyson and kissed her passionately.

"Ooooooh nurse...it hurts everywhere," Alyson giggled, losing herself in the fantasy. "My body needs a total examination."

Charisma responded by kissing Alyson again and loving the feel of the redhead's tongue in her mouth. It had been Sarah's idea for her to pay Alyson a special visit, but the nurse's outfit had been all her thinking. Ever since she had had that naughty sleepover with Alyson and Sarah, Charisma had been burning with desire for other women. She hadn't been with any girls since that night, but she had sure thought about it. She had fantasized about friends, co-stars and, in her naughtiest moment, even a cousin of hers. Charisma loved what Sarah and Alyson had done to her and she was thinking about nothing but girls these days.

Of course thinking about something wasn't nearly as much fun as doing it, so Charisma had immediately agreed to Sarah's request. She was dying to feel the touch and the kiss of another woman, but today her pleasure wasn't her priority. Charisma wanted Alyson to feel good and she was going to do everything she could to make sure that happened.

"Well why don't you get on the bed so I can get a look at you," Charisma offered and Alyson took her hand and lead her there. Before Alyson had hated this bed, now she was looking at it in a whole new light. Alyson couldn't believe this. This was just what she needed. Sarah always knew just what to get her for Christmas and she was planning on enjoying this gift. She did have one concern though.

"What...what if someone walks in?" Alyson asked, but Charisma silenced her fears with another sizzling kiss to her lips. That shut Alyson right up and the subject wasn't discussed again. They were both a little nervous about some doctor or nurse walking in on them like this, but that was part of the turn on. Both Alyson and Charisma were willing to take the risk, especially when the reward could be so sweet.

Alyson sat herself down on the bed and her "nurse" stood above her, eyeing her sexy patient.

"Let me get a look at you," Charisma said. "That gown will just have to come off."

"Anything you say nurse," Alyson smiled. She loved role-playing and she was so horny right now. All these nights without any attention hadn't been fun. She needed some tender loving care and who better to give that to her than a sexy nurse?

Reaching back, Alyson undid the knot on her gown and pulled it over her head, exposing her naked body. She was definitely looking forward to this examination and she hoped it was a comprehensive one. Her strength still wasn't all the way back and she did get easily tired these days, but she figured she would be able to muster up enough strength for this.

Charisma grinned in delight when she saw her friend's bare body. It had been so hard to not just grab her when she walked in. The anticipation was making it better though. Charisma also enjoyed role-playing and Aly was going to be one hot patient. Her red bush had grown during her stay in the hospital to a healthy tuft of hair. She was gorgeous and Charisma felt herself getting so wet under her uniform.

"So where does it hurt Aly?" Charisma asked. "Does it hurt here?"

Charisma's hands then moved right onto Alyson's bare breasts and squeezed them firmly. Alyson moaned at the contact against her body and she enthusiastically nodded her head.

"Yesss nurse Charisma," Alyson sighed. "It hurts there. But you're making them feel sooooooo much better."

"Good," Charisma said before pushing her mouth down onto Alyson's tits and beginning to suck on them. "The pleasure of our patients is our number one priority."

Alyson happily groaned as Charisma's mouth sucked on her nipples. All those lonely nights here in bed longing for the touch of a lover had lead right up to this. She had fingered herself to sleep on more than one occasion here, but that was nothing compared to this. Charisma was such a fast learner with this stuff. When she and Sarah had seduced her, Charisma had been nervous at first but soon she had been an eager little sex bunny. It was good to see that eagerness had only increased in the time they'd been apart.

Seeing Alyson's pale skin grow all flushed with desire was a real turn on for Charisma. She could feel her lover's nipples grow hard from her mouth and she could smell the sexy musk of her arousal. Charisma had longed to do this for weeks now and knowing how bad Alyson needed this only fueled her onward. She had been devastated and terrified when she had heard what had happened to Sarah and Alyson that night and knowing they were going to be ok had Charisma in a very celebratory mood. She only wished Sarah was here to help her.

"Does that feel better now Aly?" Charisma asked, pulling away from Alyson's chest. "I hope it doesn't hurt so much anymore."

"Please...more..." Alyson moaned. "Make me feel good nurse. Play with my tits. Suck on my nipples. Mmmmm please..."

Charisma wasn't sure if it was part of her oath as a nurse to make her patients wet, but she was certainly willing to do whatever it took in this case. She didn't go too hard after Alyson. She was firm, but gentle as she moved her head back to her breasts. Charisma sucked on Alyson's nipples, teasing the tips with wet tongue strokes and kissing all over the firm mounds of flesh.

As the pleasure filled her still sore body, Alyson couldn't decide what she liked more, having Charisma's warm mouth on her tits or being able to look straight down her nurse's uniform. Alyson did have an excellent view of Charisma's cleavage from her position and she could probably see right down to her panties. Alyson was totally in lust with this outfit, but as much as she liked seeing it on Charisma she knew she'd like it a lot more seeing her out of it. Alyson grabbed onto Charisma and pulled her up for a kiss.

"Is there something my patient wants?" Charisma asked after letting Alyson suck on her tongue for a few hot moments.

"Please nurse, take off your uniform..." Alyson requested.

"Gosh...I don't know..." Charisma replied, playing her role to the hilt. "I mean that isn't proper procedure. If my supervisor saw me out of my nurse's uniform I would surely be punished."

"Please nurse," Alyson pouted, also playing up her sexy patient role. "I just feel so uncomfortable being naked in front of you. I mean you can see my tits and my pussy and I can't see any of you. If you got naked for me that would make me feel oh so much better. I would feel much less shy."

"Well...I suppose what's best for the patient is what's important," Charisma said, unable to restrain the grin that was crossing her lips. She would have been perfectly happy servicing Alyson while still in her uniform, but naked was always better.

"Oh yesss...get naked for me nurse," Alyson urged. She lay back in her bed and opened her legs to touch herself as Charisma stepped back and began to undo her white uniform.

Charisma stole a few nervous glances toward the door as she did this, but seeing Alyson naked in her bed touching her pussy was enough to assure her this was going to be worth it. She did a slow, sexy grind for her audience, unbuttoning her uniform and exposing more of her cleavage with every motion. Soon she had opened enough buttons to expose the lacy, white bra she had on underneath and show how her dark nipples were already straining against it. It wasn't a full on strip show, but Charisma knew a lot about how to dance sexy and she was giving Alyson quite a show.

With every little bit of exposed flesh, Alyson found herself getting wetter. The aspirin she had taken before was really kicking in now, so her headache was a distant memory for now. Alyson didn't want to take her eyes off her sexy friend and she rubbed her pussy slowly, teasing herself and making sure she was plenty wet for what she knew was to come.

It was hard for Charisma to concentrate on stripping because she was almost too distracted by the sight of Alyson lying there with her legs spread, touching herself. It wasn't like she could tell her to stop though, so she pressed on. Shooting Alyson lustful gazes the whole way, Charisma pushed off the top of her uniform off her shoulders and let it fall around her waist. She then extended her left leg and perched it on Alyson's bed so she could stare at it as she reached around back to unzip her skirt.

When Charisma pulled her leg off the bed, it was only to allow the uniform to fall off her body and onto the floor. Charisma then stepped out of it and stood before Alyson a vision in white lace. She had on a beautiful lace bra and panties set and Alyson couldn't stop staring at her white stockings and garters. Even Charisma's heels were white! Alyson loved it and she let her friend know it.

"So sexy," Alyson gasped, moaning as she hit a sensitive spot on her pussy. "Such a good nurse..."

"Does the patient want to see more?" Charisma seductively asked as she began to slowly reach for her bra.

"Yesss...much more..." Alyson answered with a soft moan of desire.

Charisma's bra was one that hooked in the front so she just reached up and undid the clasp, pulling it open and letting her large breasts fall free. They jiggled as Charisma discarded the bra and Alyson moaned again upon seeing her friend's tits.

"Patient exhibits sign of drooling," Charisma teased. "Maybe I should stop..."

"No! More! Please more!" Alyson insisted. She was in such a lust haze right now watching Charisma get naked for her. It was almost like the attack had never happened now. She was right back where she was before that night. "Show me your pussy Charisma! Please!"

"That's Nurse Charisma," the dirty blonde corrected. But even Alyson breaking character was enough for her to reach up for her panties. She was about to push them down, but she stopped and instead began to touch herself through them.

"I'm so wet for you Alyson," Charisma said, rubbing her pussy as she did so. "I shouldn't be getting wet for my patients, but I can't help it when I'm around you. You're such a sexy little patient Aly and you make my pussy drip!"

"Show me nurse," Alyson ordered. "Show me your pretty nurse pussy and let me see how wet I got you!"

Charisma was almost having too much fun rubbing herself through her panties to take them off, but she couldn't turn down her needy patient. Why, that would have been downright criminal. She turned around and bent over slightly, making sure Alyson was staring right at her ass while she peeled off her panties. She pushed them off her body slowly and tantalizingly, filling her patient with lustful hunger as her ass was exposed.

Alyson didn't have the strength yet to be able to leap off the bed, but if she had she might have had to get down there and sink her teeth into Charisma's beautiful bare ass. During the night she had spent with her and Sarah they had both used their tongues, fingers and even a toy or two on Charisma's butt and neither of them could get enough of it. Now Alyson felt all those lustful feelings come roaring back. Charisma looked so sexy twirling around give Alyson a full view of her exposed naughty parts. Her trimmed dark bush and her wet pussy looked so yummy and Charisma's outfit accentuated everything. So when she reached up for her white garter belt, Alyson stopped her.

"No! Don't!" Alyson requested, casing Charisma to look up in surprise. "Leave them on. Your garters, leave them on. The stockings too."

Charisma smiled when she saw the lust that filled Alyson's eyes. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and she had to admit she did look pretty good standing there naked except for her white heels, garters and stockings. And whatever Alyson wanted was just fine with Charisma.

"Do you like?" Charisma asked, running her hands over her breasts and down her flat stomach toward her wetness. "Are you feeling better now?"

"Fuck yes I like," Alyson hissed. "But it still hurts. Nurse, I need you. I need you to make me feel good."

"Where does it hurt Aly?" Charisma asked, sitting down on the hospital bed, right beside Alyson. "Tell me. Tell your nurse so I can make it all better."

"Ohhhh nurse Charisma it hurts right here..." Alyson said, spreading her legs again and pointing to her sex. "My pussy hurts sooo bad."

"How does it hurt?" Charisma asked, kissing between Alyson's breasts and moving down the pale flesh of her stomach. Sarah had told her that Alyson's stomach was a secret erogenous zone so she kissed her everywhere on it, lavishing attention on her tummy.

"Mmmm it aches," Alyson groaned, Charisma's kisses to her stomach getting her so worked up. Not many people ever paid attention to her there except for Sarah and apparently she had shared that secret with their former co-star. "My pussy is so hot and wet for you nurse Charisma. I need you to help me."

"And what would you like me to do to you?" Charisma asked, her tongue tickling Alyson's belly as she got ever so closer to her dripping sex.

"Kiss it," Alyson moaned. "Kiss my pussy and make it all better."

"That's just the treatment I had in mind," Charisma grinned. She teased Alyson a little bit more by licking at her thighs, but she didn't leave her wanting for long. She moved her lips to Alyson's pussy and did just what she had been asked.

"Ooooooh..." Alyson cried softly as Charisma kissed her pussy. She felt so good there with her soft lips and eager tongue. Alyson knew the hardest part of this was going to be restraining herself. Normally she was very vocal in her orgasms, but this was not a place where she could do that. Crying out loudly here would have sent in a team of nurses and doctors thinking she was in the throes of death, not orgasm. For once, she was going to have to be quiet.

"Yesssss nurse yessss..." Alyson hissed through her gritted teeth. "Taste my pussy. Taste how wet I am. Ohhhhh I've needed this for so long!"

Alyson's need was certainly obvious to her nurse. They had fucked so many times that first night, but Charisma had never seen Alyson's pussy as wet as it was now. She could taste Alyson before she even got her mouth on her. The flavor of Alyson's juices was just as good as she had remembered it and Charisma was quickly lapping away at the redhead's fiery hot pussy.

Hearing Alyson muzzle her cries while she licked her was doing wonders for Charisma's own arousal. She could feel the hot juices from her pussy beginning to drip a little down her legs so she decided to do something about that. While not slowing any of her licks, Charisma reached between her own legs and began to touch herself. She started by sliding her fingers all over her slit. She stroked her wet labia up and down, side to side and whichever way made her hot. She was getting so wet that soon enough Charisma's fingers just slipped inside and she quickly had two fingers pushing into her cunt while she ate her patient out.

If all the nurses had been this good to her, Alyson never would have wanted to leave the hospital. Unfortunately, the nurses were neither this friendly nor this attractive. At least she had Charisma now. As her horny tongue really began working her up, Alyson wondered if Charisma was interested in doing home care.

"Ughhhhhhh yesssss!!!" Alyson groaned as Charisma's tongue began to flicker against her clit. She wanted to scream out so badly and knowing she couldn't do it, only made her want to do it more. Alyson began to wish she had something to cover her mouth, like a dripping wet pussy for her to push her tongue into. Too bad Charisma couldn't have brought Eliza Dushku with her so they could have had themselves one hot little Buffy reunion.

"Fuck me nurse! Fuck me!" Alyson urged. This really was what she needed more than anything. All the medicine and all the therapy in the world weren't going to get her back to 100% like massive doses of sexual pleasure was. "Fuck your slutty patient!"

"Mmmm yesssssss that's just what you are," Charisma grinned with her sexy, shiny face. "A slutty little patient! Everyone in the hospital is talking about what naughty girl you are. Eating every sexy nurse's pussy and crawling into the beds of every hot girl in the hospital. Now you've got me. You're a slutty patient and I'm just your naughty nurse in my garters and stockings eating your sweet pussy!"

Hearing Charisma talk like that almost made Alyson come right then and there. She needed this orgasm. She just couldn't satisfy herself with her fingers and nothing made her come harder than a female tongue. She could already feel her body getting close to orgasm. She usually liked holding out longer and drawing out the pleasure until her body was almost shaking with need, but these were special circumstances.

Not only did the both of them know that the longer they took, the greater the chances of discovery were, but Alyson really really really needed this orgasm and didn't want to wait. She could make herself hold out and draw out the pleasure another day, but this orgasm was weeks in the making and all the pleasure she had been building up and holding dormant was not going to be denied. Alyson could feel her insides churn in rapture. It wasn't going to be long now. She just had to have Charisma keep licking her.

"Please Charisma...make me come..." Alyson begged. "I'm so fucking wet for you! Please make me come! You have no idea how bad I need this! I need to come hard! Let me come Charisma...let me come and soak your beautiful face with my girl cream!"

That was such an appealing notion that Charisma let Alyson forget to call her "nurse" without calling her on it. Charisma had a much better tongue lashing in store for Alyson. Her swollen clit was certainly throbbing with need and Charisma zeroed in on it. She had already gotten plenty of tongue action in on Alyson's pink recesses. Now it was time to focus solely on her clit and get her horny patient off.

"Ohhhhhhhh fuck yes!!!" Alyson cried out. She was getting too loud so she grabbed her pillow and pressed it to her lips. She screamed out her frenzied cries of pleasure and lewd profanities of encouragement into the pillow, soaking it with her saliva and pressing it as close to her mouth as she could without smothering herself.

Charisma looked up from Alyson's pussy to see her do this to herself and she smiled. She loved knowing she was driving Alyson into such a frenzy that she had to resort to something like that. She couldn't thank Alyson and Sarah enough for showing her how good it could be with another woman, but she planned on paying them back by making them come as often as she could. She wanted Alyson to come and cream her face just like she promised she would.

Fortunately, with Alyson's pussy right in her face, Charisma didn't have the same concerns her patient did about keeping quiet. She continued to finger herself and just screamed out her pleasure right into Aly's wetness. The closer she got the redhead to orgasm, the closer Charisma got herself. She wanted them to come at the same time. She wanted to feel close to her brave friend. She wanted her to know how much she cared for her and how happy she was to see her again. Charisma couldn't think of a better way than this to make her see all of that.

"Mmmmmmm Charisma...yessss baby...ooooooooh gonna come...please more...soooo close..." Alyson whimpered, the pillow now pushed off to the side as she got closer and closer to ecstasy. She could feel her skin tingle and all the nerves in her body were on edge. She wanted it so bad and while it seemed so close, it also seemed like she'd never reach it.

Charisma responded to these cries by increasing the speed of her tongue strokes against Alyson's clit. She was still plenty new at this, but the principle was simple. She had Alyson's clit right where she wanted it and she was going to lick it hard until she came. She let her tongue fly against her pleasure center, letting her juices soak her face in anticipation of the orgasm to come.

Alyson was curling her toes in the edgy anticipation of her own orgasm. She was gripping onto the white pillow case so hard that she thought her nails might rip through the material. She felt the pleasure build and build and her body began to experience the slight tremors that always came before the really good part. The real shaking was so close she could feel it already and when Charisma gave her clit a hard suck with her lips, it was go time.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Alyson screamed right into the pillow, which she quickly brought to her face again. The muffling action of the pillow was the only thing that prevented the entire hospital from knowing exactly what was going on in here. Alyson kept the pillow right to her mouth as she cried and roared her ecstasy.

Charisma's fingers did their job then too and she came as well, just as Alyson's cream was covering her tongue and feeding her the sweet treat she'd lusted after for so long. The walls of Charisma's pussy contracted around her two fingers, making it a wonderfully tight squeeze as her own juice dripped down and stained her white stockings. She kept fingering herself as she cried out into Alyson's pussy. This wasn't as good as it would have been if Aly's tongue had been inside her, but it was enough for Charisma.

The sheets of her bed were now stained with pussy cream from both girls, but Alyson didn't care. She was so out of here. Let them think whatever they wanted. She was having fun and she was alive. That was all that mattered.

"Mmmmm that was just what I needed, you naughty little nurse you," Alyson sighed happily as she welcomed Charisma into her arms. The two girls kissed and caressed each other, their bare breasts rubbing together and their passions mixing into one. "So do you accept a check for your services or would you prefer I just jam my tongue into your pussy?"

"Oh no...this was all about you," Charisma declared. "Don't worry about me."

"But...but...I want to," Alyson replied, confused. She wasn't used to being rejected when she offered her tongue to someone. "Don't you want me to go down on you? Was I not good the last time? I can be better...I totally promise I can."

Charisma was a bit surprised at how quickly Alyson could change from a confident sex goddess to a stammering little cutie. It was one of the things that made her so irresistible though. She quieted her insecurities with a kiss.

"Of course I want to, but I am under strict orders for you to take it easy," Charisma explained. "So I don't want you straining yourself. I can take care of my needs just fine. In fact I already did. Here, taste..."

Charisma then offered her juice covered fingers for Alyson to sample and she eagerly did, licking them clean and enjoying the taste of her friend.

"I can do you too," Alyson insisted when she was done with her snack. "I'm not going to break."

"I have my strict orders," Charisma promised. "Sarah wants to make sure you get plenty of rest. Believe me, you're going to get your chance. You're under my care now Aly. I'm going to be making sure you have all my nursing skills at your disposal while you're recovering and when you're ready you're going to have all the pussy you could lick and more."

That certainly sounded more than fair to Alyson and she let Charisma know with a hot kiss. Her recovery was looking like fun already. With her sexy nurse by her side, Alyson knew she'd be all better in no time.

As Charisma made sure Alyson was getting what Sarah longed to give her, the sexy slayer was walking back to her room, still worried about her talk with Rose. Sarah had decided to keep the substance of her talk with Rose to herself. It wouldn't have done any good for there to be more girls fussing over her. Besides Sarah knew Love would have been sick with worry if Sarah told her what she was thinking.

When Rose had shown up in her hospital room after being gone all day, Sarah was hopeful that the demons that had caused her to shun her friends were dealt with. But they hadn't been. They only seemed worse. Rose felt so far away.

Sarah wished that there were something that could snap her out of it. She wanted Rose to feel safe and loved here. Having her hiding in her room and sleeping all day wasn't healthy for any of them and Sarah began to wonder if Rose was some kind of schizophrenic or manic depressive or something. She was no psychiatrist and her experience in the diagnosis of problems was restricted to watching daily helpings of Oprah and Dr. Phil.

So Sarah had no evidence to back any of her concerns up. She just had the concerns themselves. The dizzying highs and now the crushing lows she saw Rose go through didn't seem normal and Sarah was worried. Even though she didn't always see eye to eye with Rose on how to go about things, Sarah cared for her deeply as a friend and as a lover. If Rose needed help, then Sarah wanted to make sure she got it. But Rose had to ask for it first. She couldn't be forced.

Maybe in the end, there was no deep problem with Rose. Maybe she was what she was and she would break out of this funk like anybody broke out of a bad mood. Sarah just didn't know and the not knowing was the worst part. She just wanted her friend back.

Sarah did have a plane to catch in a few hours, so she had to keep her eye on the ball. She was beginning to consider not going, but Rose would have resented that. She wouldn't have wanted everyone worrying about her, even though they all did. Before Sarah could consider this any further she ran into a pleasant distraction in the hallway.

"Hey," Sarah said, greeting her returning housemate.

"Hey yourself," Jennifer replied with a dreamy smile. She was walking like she was floating. Something good had definitely happened to her and Sarah wanted to know what it was.

"What's that all about?" Sarah inquired.

"What's what all about?" Jennifer replied, acting coy.

"Don't give me that," Sarah shot back. "I know that look. I've had it myself a bunch of times. What did you do Jennifer?"

"Lil ol me?" Jennifer grinned, enjoying keeping Sarah in the dark.

"Yeah, lil ol you," Sarah said, crossing her arms over her chest and letting Jennifer know she wasn't going anywhere until she got details. "Spill it girl. You did something naughty, didn't you?"

"Maybe," Jennifer replied, before deciding not to hold back anymore. She told Sarah everything about the class and especially about what happened afterward. Jennifer told her housemate how hot Cameron had been and all the things they had done to each other. Jennifer watched with great interest the rapt attention Sarah was giving her and how her nipples were starting to strain against her shirt.

"You slut!" Sarah playfully declared when Jennifer finished her story. "You'd better have a good excuse as to why you didn't bring her here to share. You're not becoming a greedy little bitch on us, are you? There's no way you can keep her all to yourself!"

"I'm not a greedy anything," Jennifer claimed. "I'm gonna get that sexy ass of hers over here as soon as I can. I may even make her your wedding present."

"No way, I don't wanna share with Freddie," Sarah laughed. "Make her the entertainment at my bachelorette party."

"Mmmmm yummy," Jennifer replied. The only consolation to the girls over the fact that they were going to lose Sarah after her wedding was that they knew her bachelorette party was going to be wild. Jennifer had spilled the details of the mansion to Cameron and, having had such an intense sexual experience, she was eager and ready to join up. If she hadn't had to leave to get back to the set of "Charlie's Angels 2" that night, she probably would have accompanied Jennifer back there. As it stood, Cameron now had an open invitation to come over as soon as the movie wrapped.

"Maybe I'll have to take a strip cardio class now," Sarah smiled. "If I knew there was the possibility for a hook up, I would have gone with you. Now I know the reason you really like going...you probably are off licking some girls pussy after every class."

"That is soooooo not what happens," Jennifer claimed.

"Yeah right," Sarah said in affectionate disbelief. "You'll have to drag me there when I get back from New York."

"When's your flight?" Jennifer asked.

"I'm not even sure," Sarah sighed. "I've been rushing around all day trying to get everything taken care of. I've got to stop leaving this stuff for the last minute. Freddie's going to be here in about two hours to take me to LAX."

"Is he going to New York with you?" Jennifer inquired.

"No, he's got a movie he's going to be filming here starting next week," Sarah answered. "I mean I'm sure I'll see him sometime. He's probably gonna come and visit every few weeks or I'll do the same for him. But no, I'm going solo. It's too bad though. I love New York City and it's always nice to be there with someone."

"Yeah, I love it there too," Jennifer said, remembering fondly growing up there and all the things she used to do. "This is a great time of the year to be there for sure."

Suddenly an idea so brilliant in its simplicity that Jennifer didn't know why on Earth she hadn't thought of it before, popped into her head.

"Hey! Why don't I go with you?" Jennifer wondered aloud. "I've got to go there next week anyway because we're shooting exterior scenes for 'Friends' and I'm not really supposed to be doing anything until then. I'd love to go a little early and just hang out in New York City. I mean, if you want me to go with you."

"Of course I want you to go silly," Sarah said as she excitedly hugged Jennifer. This was awesome news. It was always better to have someone to share the experience with and Jennifer would be a great person for that. "Please come with me! We'll have a great time."

"I know we will," Jennifer agreed, catching Sarah's contagious excitement. "I could go for a change in environment for a little while anyway. I'm not going to sit around here waiting for Brad to call me."

"This is so awesome," Sarah said. "I'd better go finish packing!"

"Hell, I'd better start," Jennifer realized. "I'd better get a ticket too."

Jennifer then scurried off to her room to quickly gather her stuff. Now Sarah was pumped. This was going to be so much fun. She and Jennifer never really spent much time alone and this would be the perfect opportunity. Plus, with one of her housemates along, the trip now held a lot of interesting opportunities.

Speaking of her housemates, Sarah suddenly wondered how Love was doing. Her guest had arrived a short time ago and Sarah was curious as to how it was going. She had made that promise to Love earlier that morning and hadn't yet delivered, so perhaps a little peek to see how things were going was going to benefit everyone.

Love's scream was a testament to how things were going. Unfortunately, these were not the usual screams heard around the mansion. These were the screams of fear.

"Sorry," Love said, embarrassed that she had done it again. She just wasn't expecting the balls to be flying at her so fast. She couldn't help but think about all kinds of jokes that could be made about how a girl should react to balls in her face, but it was no joke when every time one was hit at her she had nightmare visions of a broken nose. She had never been very good at tennis and even though she was getting lessons now, she wasn't getting much better. At least she had a very sexy teacher.

"Ok, first thing...you should try and stop doing that," Anna Kournikova said as she stood on the other end of the mansion's tennis court, killing time by bouncing a tennis ball up and down. "If you are afraid all the time, then you will never get good at it. You have to trust your reflexes. You're not going to get hurt out there, but if you do injuries heal."

"Sorry," Love apologized again. "It's just that this is the way I usually play tennis. I scream, throw the racket and hope I don't get hurt."

"Not gonna win much like that," Anna pointed out. Love thought of a mean crack in her head about how it's not like Anna knew much about winning, but she held it back. Anna was being very nice and patient with her, so there was no reason for her to be mean back. Plus, if she insulted Anna there was not much of a chance she was going to be able to talk her into sharing a post-lesson shower with her.

Love really didn't have much interest in learning how to play tennis. The only real interest she had was in Anna. She had met her backstage at the "One World One Love" concert through Anna's boyfriend, and Love's music video co-star, Enrique Iglesias. Love had sent Anna some flirty vibes and when Anna mentioned she was starting to give private tennis lessons, Love jumped at the chance. Now she had the Russian sex kitten here at the mansion and she hoped that soon they would really be getting to know each other.

"Look, maybe I just suck at tennis," Love offered. "I'm much more of the cheerleader type than the athlete anyway."

"Don't say that," Anna replied. "Anyone can improve. You just have to give it a chance. If you've already decided you can't do this then I can't help you, but if you're open to trying something new and fun then we have something we can do here."

Oh I'm open all right, Love told herself. How open are you? Love hoped Anna was very open. She suspected Anna could see right through her attempt to lure her here and she took it as a good sign that she had accepted the invitation anyway.

"Ok, let's try it again," Love declared, taking a deep breath and hoping she could restrain herself from screaming. Anna served the ball and sent it toward Love. This time Love didn't scream and, in fact, hit the ball. Unfortunately Love hit it out of the court, but at least she got it.

"Sorry," Love mumbled, hoping she wasn't coming off like a total spazz here. Athletics just weren't her thing. Touch football was easy. She could play that, especially if there was a lot of touching involved. Otherwise her favorite games were either sitting on the sidelines or strip poker, whichever ones were more available.

"That's ok," Anna said. "You're getting better."

Anna liked Love. She was probably hopelessly incompetent when it came to this game, but she was nice and didn't look like she was going to throw some kind of diva fit and storm off the court. Love being new at tennis was ok, because Anna was new at giving lessons. Her recent attempts at tournament play had resulted in defeat, injuries and the usual scorn from the press. So she decided she'd take a little time off and see if she liked being a coach. She basically wanted to kill some time and think about what she was going to do after tennis. It was weird for her to be coaching at such a young age, but people like Love weren't much older than she was and she certainly knew more about tennis than she did.

She did love the game. She just didn't like a lot of the people around it. So she was prettier than the other girls...big deal. She was going to use what she had to the best of her advantage. She didn't have the killer serve of Jennifer Capriati. She had killer tits instead. Anna had always thought that people should use what God gave them and this body was what she was blessed with. Anna was proud of her body and loved modeling. She loved looking beautiful and didn't think that was a crime. So she was hot and dated hockey players and went to clubs. That didn't mean it was open season on her for the press and her fellow players on the tour.

Anna supposed Love knew what that was like. Sometimes people figured if you were famous and pretty they could say whatever they wanted about you. Well Anna was a human being too and she heard what they said about her and her talent. Sometimes she was able to ignore it but other times it really hurt. She tried her best out there. Had any of these idiots who were falling over themselves to kneel down and pray to the Williams sisters ever spent any real time with them? They were stuck up bitches in tennis skirts and Anna had little use for them or any of their barbs.

It was no fun to be kicked around like you didn't have any feelings and Anna was sick and tired of it. So she decided to spend some time giving lessons to the rich and famous and see if that worked for her. At 22, she had plenty of time to get back on the tour in a few months if she wanted to. In the meantime she might just go make herself some new friends and give the fucking press some time to try and figure out what the hell they were going to write about without her around to criticize.

After instructing Love to not try and hit the ball so hard, Anna served again and Love returned it with less force. Unfortunately, this time she hit it too softly and the ball hit her end of the net harmlessly.

"Damn," Love sighed. She didn't like being bad at things. She was hopeful soon the lesson would end and she would be able to get to what she hoped would be the good stuff.

"Well it's progress," Anna politely offered, looking at the bright side in this. "At least you're not screaming anymore."

"True," Love admitted with a smile. "And hey, a few more lessons and I might actually be able to get the ball back to you."

Love was disappointed in her play today. She knew she was bad at tennis going in, but she was at least hoping she wasn't going to embarrass herself in front of a professional. Love was also disappointed that Anna wasn't wearing one of those cute short skirts she wore when she played.

She always got a kick out of those things, especially when they kicked up just enough for that teasing glimpse of the tight panties she wore underneath. Both girls were similarly attired in t-shirts and shorts that were tight, but not constricting. It was the usual type of outfit you would wear to the gym and Love told herself that at least she was getting a chance to ogle Anna's body, even if it wasn't in a skirt.

"Want to take a break?" Anna asked. She had worked hard to free herself of the accent from her native tongue. It was still there sometimes, but someone who heard her voice briefly might think she was just another blonde American girl.

"Absolutely," Love said, walking off the court and sitting down off to the side with Anna. "This just isn't my sport."

"What games are you good at?" Anna asked. Love wondered if she was imagining things, but she thought she detected a flirting tone in that. She didn't want to assume anything though.

"You know...girl stuff..." Love laughed. Anna joined her in the laughter and they spent the next little while ignoring tennis and getting to know each other. Love did actually know where Anna was coming from a little. Love saw how people absolutely refused to take her seriously and she certainly had encountered the same resistance when it came to her acting and singing careers.

The two girls talked and laughed and felt a bond form. Both of them were very extroverted people. They liked talking and both felt like a friendship could be formed here. Love wanted more though. She so badly wanted to reach over and kiss Anna to see how she'd react. The more she studied the Russian beauty, the more she began to think it would not be an unwelcome advance. She wasn't sure though.

"So come on, be serious for a second," Anna said. "You have to be good at some sport. You cannot be a total klutz out there. There has to be something you can play."

"Nope...total spazz here," Love volunteered. "If there's a wall out there, I'll bump into it. If there's something on the ground, I'll trip over it. That's me. So sports and me usually don't get along. Luckily, I'm really good at other things."

"Oh yeah?" Anna inquired. "And what might those other things be?"

This was it, Love told herself. This was her chance. She had to take it. She would either end up with something sexy on her hands or a racket in her face. A beauty of Anna's proportions was worth the risk though.

"You really want me to show you what I'm good at?" Love asked, her voice tinged with desire and expectation.

"Sure," Anna replied, very curious where Love was going with this. "Show me."

Love didn't say anything more. She just leaned over from where they were sitting beside the court and kissed Anna on the lips. It wasn't a hard or long kiss. It was a smooch with the promise of more to come if more was what was wanted. Love pulled away and waited with baited breath for a reaction. She wasn't sure what was going to happen, but then Anna smiled.

"I was wondering how long it was going to take for you to get to that," Anna grinned before leaning over and returning the kiss. This time there was more passion and the girls let their tongues touch and flicker together.

"You knew?" Love inquired.

"I suspected," Anna admitted. "I could tell you were flirting with me at the concert. I was hoping you were at least. I am happy to see I was right."

"I wasn't trying to be subtle," Love smiled. "I was hoping you were going to pick up on my signals. I didn't want to misread you and end up with you jamming that racket into me."

"That was never going to happen," Anna assured her with a sexy, warm smile. "You are very beautiful Love."

"Thank you, so are you," Love replied.

"Thanks," Anna smiled. She didn't care how many times she heard that. She still loved being called beautiful. Love began to play with Anna's hair. She had put it up in a scrungie, but Love pulled that out and let the tennis player's long blonde hair fall down her back. It went well down her back, almost to her ass and Love began to run her hands through it, kissing Anna as she did so.

Anna returned the kiss with an enthusiasm that indicated to Love that this was not her first time with another woman. The blonde's hands began to caress Love's face and the actress turned to kiss Anna's palm when she brought it close to her lips. Anna liked that feeling and did the same to Love after she pulled out of her soft, sexy hair. Anna had always taken a great deal of pride in maintaining her hair and she was happy someone like Love was paying attention to it.

"Should we go inside?" Anna asked.

"Let's stay here," Love suggested. "Haven't you ever fantasized about getting it on here on the court?"

"I have already done that," Anna grinned. Love thought about asking where and with who, but she instead decided to just kiss Anna again. The two quickly lost themselves in each other's kiss. They touched each other like experienced lovers instead of girls who barely knew each other. There was real chemistry between them and that was all that mattered.

Anna had been into girls for years. It was hard to grow up around other female athletes and not experiment a little. This was the type of experimenting that Anna loved and girls had brought her a lot of pleasure over the years. She remembered some spirited matches with Martina Hingis that ended with one forcing the other's face into their pussy once they got to the lockeroom. Anna did like men, but even when she was with them, she often found herself casting a longing eye toward other women. She had quickly picked up on Love's vibes at the concert and had hoped when she got invited over that it would lead to something like this.

"Oooh naughty girl," Love cooed at Anna's admission of her on-court activities.

"Yes, I can be very naughty," Anna informed her with a wicked twinkle in her eye. "Want me to show you?"

"You bet I do," Love answered. "But I should warn you, I can get pretty naughty too. You have no idea how slutty I can get."

"I will just have to find out then," Anna said before kissing Love once more and moving her hands up to Love's generous chest, straining against the confines of her t-shirt. She massaged her tits through the material while sucking on her tongue and feeling herself get very, very wet. Anna hadn't been with a woman in months and was eager to see all Love had to offer her.

"You will," Love assured Anna. "Now you're definitely going to see exactly what I'm good at."

Love demonstrated this by gently lowering Anna down onto the court. The blonde grinned as she lay flat on her back, allowing Love to push up her t-shirt to expose the white sports bra she wore underneath. Her nipples were already hard against the stretchy white material and Anna couldn't wait to expose her globes to Love. She was glad the mansion had an outdoors tennis court. She loved sex in the open air. It made her feel that much friskier to feel the outdoors on her bare skin.

Anna pulled her t-shirt completely off and threw it. She giggled a little as she saw that her shirt had landed right on the net and was now hanging off it. Those giggles turned to moans though when Love began kissing her nipples through the bra. Her body tingled as she felt the actress' warm tongue licking her through the white, but she wanted more.

"Get it off me Love," Anna urged. "I want to feel your mouth on my skin. I want to feel you all over my tits."

After a few more licks at her through the bra, Love complied. She hooked her fingers into the bottom of it and peeled it over Anna's head. This was just how Love wanted it to be. No seduction necessary. Anna was ready to fuck and Love was more than ready to fuck her. She had been thinking about this all day and the arousal from Jenteal's email greeting that she had yet to satisfy was making her so wet.

Love's arousal only got hotter when she saw Anna's exposed chest. Her tits had the golden glow of a suntan on them. She obviously sunbathed topless a lot and Love couldn't wait to see if she was this tan all over her body. Anna's breasts weren't too big, but they were the perfect size for her body. They had a sexy, irresistible jiggle to them. Pink nipples that Love ached to feel in her mouth proudly capped off the firm mounds of flesh.

Anna sucked on her bottom lip in anticipation as Love lowered her head between her breasts. Anna loved having her tits played with and Love was giving her exactly what she needed. Her hands were all over her flesh while her tongue licked between her breasts and over to her nipples. When Love finally took one of her nipples in her mouth, Anna groaned. She could feel the wetness soaking her panties. Soon that would spread to her shorts, but she didn't mind. She welcomed it. She wanted to be all nice and wet down there for Love.

"Ohhhh yess Love...mmmm play with them," Anna moaned. "Ohhhh you don't need lessons in this, that's for sure."

Love grinned in response to that compliment. Sports weren't her thing...but this type of exertion definitely was. She wanted to show Anna how good she was, but she also wanted to see if Anna had any skills in this area. She kissed nice, but she wanted to see more.

When Love pulled away suddenly from her chest, Anna expressed her disappointment, but that changed into a smile when she saw Love was about to give her a chance to see some girl flesh. Love pulled her own t-shirt over her head, exposing her bra. She wore her plain gray jogging bra underneath. Love wished it was sexier, but it didn't really matter because she was planning on taking it off very soon.

"More," Anna demanded playfully with an energetic smile. "Show me more!"

"What do you think of these tits baby?" Love asked as she pulled her bra over her head and proudly showed off her all natural assets. Anna had to admit she had lusted after those tits, especially after Love's recent Rolling Stone cover and the news she'd be posing in Playboy. Now she had them...in the flesh so to speak.

"Mmmm I love your big tits," Anna moaned, her hand traveling uncontrollably down to her own shorts. Anna began to rub herself as she watched Love model her bare chest, shaking her breasts just enough to get Anna wanting more. "Kiss me again Love. I want to feel us rubbing together."

Whatever Anna wanted, Anna usually got and that was the case here again. Love pressed herself on top of Anna and began kissing her. Their bare breasts pressed together, just as the blonde had wanted, their nipples creating sparks of pleasure and hardening under the friction. The kisses between them deepened, the soft flesh of their tits mashing together as things began to get more frenzied. Anna began to shift slightly and soon the two girls were rolling onto the court, laughing and kissing.

They playfully struggled to be the one on top, Love pulled herself back over Anna and the blonde responded by swatting Love's ass through her shorts. Love yelped in surprise but didn't let up one bit in her kissing. Anna massaged Love's butt, rubbing her cheeks while letting the actress suck on her tongue. Anna had longed to be taken like this. She had had high hopes when she met Love and now things were surpassing her expectations.

Anna managed to wiggle away from Love and she crawled on all fours closer to the center of the court. Love laughed and growled at her escaping prey. She scurried after her and kissed her again, taking the opportunity to help herself to a feel of Anna's tight, toned ass. Anna's shorts tightly hugged the curves of her backside and Love could feel the heat of her flesh through them.

"Mmmm yesss get your hands all over my ass," Anna urged. "My body's yours. Play with me Love."

There was no way Love was going to turn down an invitation like that and she began kissing the back of Anna's neck, brushing her long hair away and hitting a sensitive spot on her flesh that had Anna mewing with pleasure. She loved having her neck kissed and Love's wet lips were all over her. Love began kissing down her bare back and, as she did so, she began lowering Anna's shorts.

"Ooooh sexy," Love grinned when she saw the white thong Anna had on underneath, it showed off the cheeks of her ass so well and sent Love's lust racing. If she ever played tennis in one of those she would send half of her fans into cardiac arrest by the end of the first set.

"Get it off me," Anna requested. She loved how the thong felt on her ass, but there was another feeling she wanted more. "I want to be naked!"

Love knew that those were the words that the entire male heterosexual population longed to hear coming from Anna's sweet mouth. But they weren't lucky enough to be where she was. They were shut out because this was a show for girls only. As Anna arched her back and pushed her ass up in the air, Love lowered the thong slowly, exposing the bronzed cheeks of the tennis star's ass and the wet lips of her pussy. Now Anna was naked on all fours except for her sneakers, but Love didn't bother with those. How could she when there was a wet pussy in front of her that needed attention.

"Mmmmmmmm yesssssss Love yesssssss..." Anna groaned as she felt Love just bury her tongue in her snatch. Love didn't bother with any niceties, she went right for Anna's honey pot and began licking her from behind. Anna didn't mind that at all. She was a woman who went right for what she wanted and she was happy to feel Love treating her the same way.

Tennis was a distant memory as Love's tongue worked its magic on Anna. Anna's flavor was distinct, it had a bit of a kick to it and Love couldn't get enough. She lapped at Anna's pussy while gripping her tight ass, her own tits dangling and swaying with each lick she gave to the Russian.

"Fuck me Love! Ohhhhh you are good at this..." Anna cried out. She didn't know why she had gone this long without a female lover. Enrique was good to her, but he couldn't do the things that Love was doing right now to her pussy. Her tongue seemed to be everywhere at once and so deep inside her. Love knew all the right spots to go for and each lick only made her wetter.

Anna couldn't remember the last time she had felt this horny. Love's tongue was doing such amazing things to her. She only wished she could see what she looked like to be naked on her hands and knees while Jennifer Love Hewitt went down on her from behind. It must have been so hot.

They were in fact quite a hot sight to see and Sarah considered herself blessed that she could witness it. She had wandered out looking for them wondering if Love had been able to do what she did best, and she was not disappointed in her housemate's slut potential. Upon seeing them making out, Sarah's immediate instinct was to rush and join in. But she reconsidered and instead stood and watched off to the corner of the court, safely out of sight for the time being.

She had watched Love strip Anna almost naked and had felt her own pussy juice up as Love went right after her with her tongue. Watching Anna rock back and fourth on her hands and knees as her topless housemate licked her pussy from behind was having quite an effect on Sarah and she opened the button of her pants, sliding her hand inside her panties and touching her wetness. Sarah gasped as she made contact with her pussy. Her eyes were locked on the beautiful pair of lesbian sluts going at it in front of her as she began to rub herself into a frenzy.

Unaware that they now had an audience, Love and Anna continued to go at it. The wetter Anna got, the more Love gave it to her with her tongue, letting her essence soak her hungry taste buds. Anna tasted soooo good, but there was a lot of her that Love wanted to experience with her tongue and she wasn't about to limit herself. Love pulled away from Anna's pussy and, before she got too lonely, replaced it with two of her fingers.

"You like?" Love asked, her fingers plunging into Anna's soft, tight pussy. "Am I making you feel good?"

"Yesss..." Anna hissed. "So gooooood! Fuck me Love!"

"Who's the one getting the lessons now, you nasty girl?" Love smiled, kissing Anna's lower back, right above her ass. "You're a real naughty slut, aren't you Anna? Just like me."

"Yesssss I am..." Anna groaned, her accent starting to reappear a little in her lusty words. "I am a naughty slut. They say it and it's so fucking true! Fuck my slutty pussy Love!"

"Mmmm your pussy is so nice and wet," Love moaned, feeling her own wetness soak her shorts. "I'm so fucking horny for you Anna. I'm going to make you my little tennis whore."

"Fuck! That's what I want!" Anna yelled in passion. "Make me your whore! I love being a nasty little slut for you! Fuck me with your fingers! Fuck me everywhere!"

Love was ecstatic over this. So often she was the one being called the slut and the whore. Now Anna was begging to be her slut and she loved it. Seeing Anna's beautiful body all exposed and open to her like this was such a turn on and Love was going to make sure her little slut was well fucked. Her fingers felt so good inside Anna's tight pussy and it was time to get her tongue back to work.

"YESSSSSSSS!!!" Anna cried with a surge of passion when Love's tongue slipped right into her asshole. It had been right there for her all nice and spread and Love couldn't deny herself. She began tonguing Anna's ass, teasing her hole and getting it wet before sliding into her incredible tightness.

There was one thing that Anna refused the men in her bed and that was fucking her ass. She wanted to keep her body nice and tight and didn't want their big cocks stretching her open. She did love stimulation though and a tongue always felt so incredible on her asshole. Her female lovers were more than welcome to take here there and Love's wet tongue was just what she needed.

Seeing Love slide her tongue into Anna's ass had Sarah's knees buckling. This was so fucking hot. She had never been much of a voyeur, but now she was starting to see the appeal. Sarah stepped out of her sandals and pushed down her pants, leaving herself standing there in a t-shirt and panties. The red panties were already soaked and bulged from her hand being inside them, working her wet pussy over. This was so hot and Sarah was actually torn about whether she should join in or just enjoy the show.

Sarah could feel her panties stretching from her hand, and not wanting to ruin another pair of underwear, she reached down and pushed them off her body, leaving herself completely bottomless. Her smooth, shaved pussy was exposed to the air and Sarah moaned in response. This was so hot. She continued to think about just standing here and watching, but she knew that if she passed up the opportunity to join in she was going to be kicking herself all the way to New York.

As she approached the tangle of girl flesh on the court, Sarah tried to think of some clever way to interject herself. She wished she had some kind of sexy quip to throw out there, but she just said the first thing that came to her mind.

"Is this court reserved?" Sarah asked. Doh...she thought to herself. That sucked. But Love certainly didn't seem to mind.

"Oh no, Sarah," Love grinned, pulling her tongue away from Anna's ass. "Anyone can play."

Anna got a little nervous over this sudden interruption. What was going on here? But then she saw that Sarah was bottomless and wet and she felt Love's soft breath against her ear.

"Don't worry, it's ok," Love assured her and Anna immediately accepted that. She would ask questions later about what kind of place this was where Jennifer Love Hewitt and Sarah Michelle Gellar were there to tend to your sexual needs. Right now she just wanted to indulge in the moment.

Love immediately got right back to Anna, working her tongue into her puckered asshole while thrusting her wet, sticky fingers into the Russian's dripping cunt. Anna moaned again but that was cut off by Sarah's kiss to her lips. Without questioning, Anna lost herself in Sarah's kiss, massaging her tongue and feeling her passion. Anna could smell the musk of Sarah's arousal. She must have been watching. Knowing that Sarah had seen what she and Love were doing turned Anna on. She wondered how many other horny eyes there were around here.

Breaking the kiss, Sarah pulled away from Anna and leaned against the net. The tightly strung net supported Sarah's frame well and she spread her legs for the tennis beauty. She heard how eager Anna was to be played with by Love and she wanted to see if the same held true for her.

"Do you lick pussy Anna?" Sarah asked, rubbing the wet lips of her pussy and giving the blonde a lewd picture to focus on.

Anna eagerly nodded her head in response and Sarah grabbed onto her blonde hair, pushing her head down between her legs.

"Then lick me slut," Sarah groaned. "Lick the pussy that you got so fucking wet. Show me how good that tongue of yours is!"

Force was not necessary in this case, Anna would have been all over Sarah's pussy anyway, but it wasn't unwelcome. Anna loved how these two horny actresses were taking control of her. It made her feel so wet and slutty and just good all over. Those good feelings then got a whole lot better when Anna extended her tongue and began licking Sarah's hairless pussy.

"Oooooh that's good slut...very good!" Sarah said when that tongue began licking her slit. Anna went after her with passion, lapping away at her juicy lips and then going straight into her pink, tasting as much of Sarah's juices as she could. She could taste how wet Sarah had gotten watching them and she loved it. Anna loved a wet pussy and Sarah had plenty of juices to feed her.

"Lick her pussy you little tennis whore," Love commanded Anna with an extra hard thrust of her fingers. Anna was dripping onto her hand and Love was having the time of her life acting a little tough with her. Having Sarah in the mix only made things sweeter and Love watched with glee the ecstatic look on her housemate's face as their guest ate her out.

"You better make her come, Anna," Love warned. "Make my friend come like the pussy loving slut you are!"

Anna moaned happily into Sarah's pussy and it was loud enough for both Love and Sarah to notice it.

"Ooooh she liked that," Sarah grinned in between her own gasps and moans. "Mmmm she is a little whore, isn't she? Licking my pussy soooooooo good. Has she licked you yet Love?"

"Not yet but she's going to," Love promised. "I'm so wet right now I can barely stand it."

"Ooooh don't forget I still owe you," Sarah said with a wink before being overcome with desire for the young Russian between her legs. "Yesssssss Anna that's it slut...tongue that pussy! I'm gonna come all over your fucking face! You want that don't you? You want my cunt cream all over your skin? You'll look so pretty then...my juice dripping off your chin..."

Even Sarah didn't know where all this passion was coming from, but she sure liked it. Maybe it was the little voyeurism she'd just done. Maybe it was the outdoor setting. Maybe it was the fact that Anna looked so good naked and buried in her cunt. Whatever it was Sarah was getting very creamy for Anna.

Anna loved all the nasty words she was hearing. She wanted to be talked to like that. She knew it was just fun, dirty talk and not the real venom others spit out at her. When it was for fun Anna got more than a little kick out of it and she responded by bucking her ass back harder so her pussy fucked Love's probing fingers.

Sensing Anna was getting close, Love pulled her fingers out. She thought about licking them, but instead she had a naughtier idea and began to rub her sticky fingers all over Anna's backside.

"Feel how wet you are slut," Love said as she painted Anna's ass with her own juices. "Mmmm you got my fingers so creamy and I want you to feel it all over your sexy ass. You look so hot right now Anna...your own juices on your skin like the nasty little whore you are..."

Feeling those wet fingers on her ass almost made Anna come. She held back though. She didn't want to stop. She just wanted her pleasure to build and build. She couldn't believe how good they were making her feel. It was like they could see her fantasies inside her head and indulge them. Anna had never been fucked like this before and she wanted Love and Sarah to use every inch of her beautiful body for their pleasure. She would have been content spending the rest of her life as their horny plaything.

Anna never gave up control like this to men. She loved wrapping boys around her finger and letting them cater to her needs like a princess. But women always made her want to get so nasty and slutty. She didn't want to be a cover girl princess for Love and Sarah. She wanted to be their tennis whore and she loved how they were treating her.

By now Sarah had begun to feel the confines of her t-shirt.

She saw how sexy Anna and Love's tits looked out in the open and she whipped off her shirt. Sarah wasn't wearing a bra underneath and she got her free hand right to her nipples. While holding Anna down between her legs, Sarah teased her nipples, rubbing them and getting them as hard as possible. She knew she didn't have to keep gripping at Anna's soft, long hair, but she did it anyway. She liked holding down the woman so many men lusted after. Sarah had seen so many guys just glaze over when Anna's name got mentioned, but they were never going to have the chance to do what she was doing right now...fucking Anna Kournikova's gorgeous face.

"Keep licking slut!" Sarah ordered. She rubbed her wet pussy all over Anna and the young girl loved it. She licked her pussy up and down, sliding over her labia and zooming in to stimulate her clit with hard lashes. Anna loved the feeling of Sarah's hot juices on her skin and she peered up from Sarah's pussy to stare at her with her penetrating, lustful blue eyes.

Sarah caught that look and shot one right back at her. Look at me Anna, she said with her eyes. See my tits bouncing for you. See how bad I want you. See how fucking hot you're making me. You're mine Anna. Mine and Love's. You're our hot little slut and you better make me come.

Anna immediately received those mental messages and she responded with a flurry of hard licks against Sarah's clit. The actress cried out and grinded her pussy into Anna's face, to the Russian's delight. She wanted Sarah to come, but she also felt the great need of her own pleasure. Love was getting her so close and Anna looked for a sign...any sign that it was permissible for her to come. She was almost panting with desire in Sarah's pussy and the sensations of the warm LA sun drying the girl juice Love had just spread on her ass was a real rush.

Having had Anna's juices coat her fingers, Love was hungry for her taste again. She pushed her tongue back into Anna's pussy, sliding it into her pink and relishing her flavor. Anna's clitoris throbbed and Love figured it would only take a few well placed licks to turn her into a cummy mess. She didn't want to distract Anna away from Sarah, but Love also wanted to get herself a real taste of this beauty. She had tasted plenty of her juicy appetizer...now it was time to get to the creamy main course of her orgasm.

"Do you wanna come Anna?" Love demanded. "Do you want me to lick your hard clit until you come? You have to say it or you're not going to get it."

Sarah yanked Anna's head up from her pussy by her hair and permitted her a chance to speak. Anna's face was all sticky with Sarah's essence and she had the dazed look of a girl completely cum drunk. Love and Sarah thought the face that had graced so many magazine covers and advertisements had never looked sexier than it did now.

"Yesssssss..." Anna groaned, her need radiating off her. "Please Love! Eat my pussy! Let me come! Please let me come! I'll be so slutty for both of you...I promise! I need this so bad! Pleeeeeeease!"

Hearing the princess of the tennis courts begging for orgasm was all Love and Sarah needed to hear. Love zipped right back to her pussy while Sarah plunged her beautiful face back where it belonged. Love's tongue went after Anna's clit again, it was so swollen it was peeking out of her pussy and she licked it fast and hard.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Anna cried out, her pleasure muffled by Sarah's wet pussy. Her body was on fire. Love was making her feel so good. She was almost there. She could feeling it bubbling up inside her and she was totally ready for it. Anna didn't let up on Sarah's pussy though. As bad as she needed to come, Anna disciplined herself and didn't allow her focus to shift off Sarah's need.

"Come on you nasty whore...come for Love," Sarah urged, her own orgasm close as well. "Give her all your slutty girl cum! She wants it bad! Give her what she wants! Come for her while I fuck your pretty slut face!"

Anna couldn't take anymore. It was all too much for her and she exploded onto Love's tongue, soaking it with the girl cream she had lusted for. Anna screamed out again and again in pleasure. What she expressed was half in English, half in Russian and all incomprehensible because of Sarah's hot cunt pressing against her lips. The two girls could definitely hear Anna's muffled orgasm and Love certainly tasted it all over her tongue.

The sensation of Anna's orgasm was like a geyser. The hot blast of passion and creamy release was everything Love wanted. She swallowed Anna's cream like it was candy and let the rest of it drip down her chin and onto her tits, sizzling against the swaying flesh. Anna was delicious and Love hoped that not only would she be able to get herself a second taste of this, but that they'd have time for Sarah to get her fill of this very special Russian dressing.

Right now though Sarah's concerns weren't on tasting Anna, but on her own pleasure and that of her housemates. She saw the satisfied smile on Love's face when she pulled away from Anna's creamy honey pot, but she also saw the needy look in her eyes. Love hadn't come yet and Sarah was far too benevolent a person to let this stand uncorrected. Anna's horny tongue was picking up speed again after slowing down for her orgasm, but Sarah knew she could still give Love the pleasure she needed.

"Get over here Love," Sarah requested. "I wanna fuck you! Let me make you come Love! Give me that sweet pussy of yours!"

Love had been eagerly awaiting those words and she bounded over to Sarah, pausing only to kick off her shoes. She was about to push down her shorts, but she didn't want to waste anymore time. Besides, it would be more fun for Sarah to do that.

Anna's body was wasted from the intense orgasm that had just pounded through her veins. She felt completely drained and her only regret was that she hadn't had enough opportunity to scream out her pleasure. Anna loved having loud orgasms. She felt it was the best way to show her lovers how good they were. But she supposed that being relatively silent was an acceptable tradeoff for having Sarah's heavenly pussy in her face. It was hard for her to keep up what she had been doing with her energy now dripping from Love's chin and swimming in her tummy, but she pushed herself, just like she did in training, to make sure she got Sarah off hard.

Slowly Anna began focusing again and she looked up to see Sarah leaning against the net still and Love's beautiful, topless body standing before her. Anna couldn't believe girls like these were lovers but she was seeing it with her own eyes. She had thought Russian girls were horny, but she had no idea until she got to America.

Sarah's forehead was all sweaty and her face flushed. She could feel her orgasm was coming, but she wasn't going to deny Love what she needed. After all, she had a promise to keep. When Love stood before her, Sarah did the only thing she could think of, with her hands occupied on Anna's head and her own tits. Sarah lunged forward and caught the end of Love's shorts with her teeth. As her housemate giggled in sexual anticipation Sarah dragged her black workout shorts off with her mouth, pulling them down her legs and allowing Love to reveal that she had nothing on underneath.

"Mmmm naughty slut," Sarah grinned. "No panties. Just how I like it!"

Love just smiled in response as she pushed her bare pussy against Sarah's wet, welcoming mouth. She had hoped that something like this would happen when she changed clothes for Anna. But she figured at the very least, if Anna wasn't into girls, she'd be able to get the rush of playing without panties. Now she was getting much, much more and Love was in heaven. She was still keyed up from Jenteal and it wasn't going to take much of Sarah's skilled tonguing to get her creaming.

Seeing these two beautiful celebrities playing with each other was a hypnotic sight. Anna tore her eyes away though. She had to finish off Sarah. She didn't want to lose focus now when she was so close to the end. She knew that was a flaw in her tennis game but she was going to be damned if it was a flaw in her lovemaking. Anna needed to get at Sarah's clit better, so she used her hands to spread open Sarah's labia even more. She let a finger slide in on each side of Sarah's pussy, splaying her pink and letting her get right at her clit.

This was not a time for tongue lashes, Anna immediately saw. Sarah's clit needed to be sucked. Taking a deep breath before she did so, Anna pushed her face hard against Sarah's snatch. She easily got the slayer's clit between her soft lips and she sucked on it hard, working her face against Sarah's pussy, shaking back and forth and loving the sensation of Sarah's juices covering her. If only Penthouse could see her now, Anna laughed to herself, remembering that stupid scandal from the spring. She'd give them some fucking photos to print.

"YESSSSSSSSS!!! SUCK MY CLIT!!! THAT'S FUCKING IT YOU NASTY WHORE!!!" Sarah yelled, pulling away from Love's pussy to express her pleasure. "DON'T STOP! I'M SO CLOSE ANNA!!! USE YOUR FUCKING SLUT MOUTH ON ME AND MAKE ME COME!!!"

Love didn't mind Sarah pulling away like that. She wanted to see her housemate come. Sarah always looked so beautiful when she came, her orgasms making her small, tight body shake in ecstasy. Love had already waited so long to come, that she could wait a few minutes more easily.

Come for me Sarah. Cream my slutty face. Anna communicated this to Sarah with every hard suck of her clit. She wanted to feel Sarah's orgasm against her face more than she had even wanted to have her own orgasm. She didn't have the titles her contemporaries did. But she did have Sarah Michelle Gellar fucking her face. Once again it was obvious to Anna who the real winner was.

Sarah had both hands on the back of Anna's head now, gripping her hair and keeping her shaking head right on her clit. Her hips were bucking unconsciously up and down and her ass was rubbing against the net. It was like the world was slowing down around her in those delicious few seconds of pure rapture she felt before her orgasm shook her. Sarah let those precious few seconds wrap around her body, drawing out her pleasure and when she finally did come from one last hard suck from Anna it was an intense deliverance.

"OOOOOOOOOOOH!!!" Sarah exclaimed. "YESSSSSSSS TAKE ALLLLLLL MY CUM YOU SLUT!!! OHHHHHHHHH MMMMMMM!!!"

Sarah would have cried out to the heavens even more, but she chose to silence herself by grabbing Love's ass and pulling her forward again. Sarah's body quaked with the pleasure Anna was giving her and she shot all that pleasure right into her housemate, licking at Love's soaked pussy with her tongue just as hard as Anna was sucking her clit and lapping away at her cum.

Love hadn't expected Sarah to grab her so suddenly. She had figured that Sarah would cycle down first, but it wasn't like she was complaining. The sensations of Sarah's pink tongue lashing against her pussy was just what she needed. Sarah's hands gripped the cheeks of her ass, her nails scratching her a little while she feverishly ate her out. It was like electric current right up her cunt and Love was quickly rolling her eyes back and riding the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She was gonna come soon and she wanted these feelings to last.

When she finally couldn't take one more drop of Sarah's cream, Anna fell back onto her ass and watched intently at Love and Sarah going at it. Her brain was buzzing and her body floating, but she was still conscious enough to see that her efforts could be of some use. After all she did owe Love a special thank you for inviting her here. If she hadn't this day would have probably sucked. Now it was time to repay her host.

"More Sarah...mmmmm more!" Love begged. "Ooooh you always make me come so hard Sarah. Please do it again! Make me come baby!"

Sarah hadn't seen Love this wet in a long time. Whatever it was that had her so worked up was giving her tongue a treat. Love was already creamy for her and she hadn't even come yet. She had been storing this orgasm up and Sarah was going to make sure she felt every bit of it. She didn't know how long it was going to be before she would be able to feel the sweet sensations of Love's pussy against her tongue and she wanted to make this memorable.

Aiding to that cause was Anna. Like a good slut, she crawled over to Love and got behind her. She saw Sarah's hands gripping Love's ass cheeks and saw that it had allowed her pussy to be nice and spread from behind. To Anna this was like an open invitation and she immediately accepted, plunging her tongue into Love's snatch.

"YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Love screamed in rapture. She almost toppled over right there from the sudden sensations she was getting. Two hot tongues in her pussy! Fuck this was good! It was hard for her to stand, but Sarah's hands on her ass steadied her and Love stood there gasping, panting and shouting while she enjoyed the incredible pleasure she was being given.

Good slut, Sarah thought to herself with a smile as she realized Anna was back there adding her tongue to the mix. Sarah moved off from leaning against the net and pushed her face in a little farther, leaning against Love. With Anna leaning against her from the back, the brunette was well stabilized and well fucked.

"GONNA COME!!! GONNA COME!!! GONNA COME!!!" Love repeated over and over again as the two tongues worked her over. It didn't take long for Sarah and Anna to get into synch with one another. While Anna tongue fucked Love's pussy, Sarah concentrated on her clit, sucking it hard while Anna's tongue pistoned in and out. Love was woozy with pleasure and when she couldn't hold back anymore, she didn't put up any resistance. She just let her orgasm overtake her.

"FUCKKKKKKK!!!" Love screamed. "YESSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSS!!! OHHHHHHHHH MMMMMMMM!!!"

Sweet orgasmic juices were dripping onto two horny tongues as Love came. Anna and Sarah were very good about sharing and they made sure they both got what they needed. Love's body shook and she creamed the two faces licking her spasming cunt. She felt like she was on the verge of blacking out. She had stored up her horniness all day and now it was being ripped out of her by two hot, experienced tongues. It was sooooo good. Love cried out until she was hoarse and even then she cooed in satisfaction.

"Oooooh ooooh oooooooooooooooooh..." Love sighed as she slowly sunk to the ground. Sarah and Anna were there to support her and they greeted her shaken brain with soft, sexy kisses. Love slowly felt her train of thought getting back on track and it wasn't long before she was returning the kisses. All three girls made out and caressed their naked bodies under the sun, moaning from each tough and indulging in their afterglows.

"You are...you both are...just amazing," Anna finally declared. "I had no idea you would be like this."

"It's not just us here," Sarah pointed out. "There are others too."

"Who?" Anna asked. She was dying to know. "You must tell me!"

"A lot of other girls who are going to want to sign up for lessons with you," Love answered vaguely before laughing and kissing her new tennis coach again. She might learn to like the sport after all.

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 5