Life Offline - Chapter I: Brother Like Sister

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Life Offline - Chapter I: Brother Like Sister
(FF,MF,cons,oral,anal,mast,drugs,inc)
by Dark Genesis (dante_dd@hotmail.com)


Disclaimer:
You must be 18 to read this story, if you're not, stop reading. However, if you happen to be underage you're probably still reading this, it's nice to do something illegal, isn't it?

The celebrities that appear in this story would most likely never do any stuff like this, this is the work of my schizophrenic mind, so if you'd be offended by the actresses mentioned below acting way too sexually, don't read this story. There, I'm done.

Starring:
Mila Kunis (19), Elisha Cuthbert (20), Kristin Kreuk (19), Emma Caulfield (29), Holly Marie Combs (29), Selma Blair (30), Sarah Michelle Gellar (25), Michelle Branch (19), Michelle Trachtenberg (17), Sandra Bullock (38), Kirsten Dunst (20), Natalie Portman (21), Alyson Hannigan (28)

Vincent had grown up in a very expensive apartment in New York, he and his two sisters had gotten the best education they could ask for. Sofia, the oldest of the three had made a successful career as a partner in a big law firm and resided near her sister and brother in Santa Monica. She had taken care of many things for her younger siblings, including representing them in many cases that they were sure to lose without a damn good lawyer. Vincent and her younger sister Annika had gotten in trouble with the law more than once, in fact right after their parents passed away they had started living on the edge, that meaning heavy duty drugs, beating up people in dark alleys without any reason, even raiding small shops while armed with shotguns. Sofia had been able to keep them from getting into jail by proving that someone else did all the acts of violence and since they had never been caught red-handed they were always able to get away with it. The 30-year old lawyer had also been devastated when she had lost her parents, so she understood their behavior, also she secretly wanted to be with them when they would do something completely irrational but she had chosen a different path that she now regretted. Now Vincent and Annika lived in Los Angeles and made their living with writing, Annika was a reporter and Vincent made ends meet by publishing sci-fi and horror novels. Not that they needed any money, since the money their parents had left them was more than enough to keep a few generations alive without any work, but this was the way the two could stay out of trouble. But getting out of the cycle was much harder than they thought, LA was filled with much more possibilities than New York.

Two stripes of white powder on the glass table, Vincent leaned forward and sniffed one stripe in his nose through a pink straw. His head shivered a bit, but he calmly leaned back on the couch, handing over the straw to the blonde next to her. The small apartment smelled strongly of marihuana and cigarettes, there were some butts on the floor and the ashtray was in shards next to the TV. The actress almost hit her head on the table as she loosely let her head fall above the last stripe. The stripe was now gone and Kirsten was laying back looking very tired and out of it. Vincent glanced at the girl that was laying next to him and thought about taking advantage of the situation at first. "Vincent... I think I should go... home, you know." The 21-year old Kirsten Dunst mumbled, trying to dig up her phone from the purse next to her on the couch. "Yeah, maybe you should..." He got up leaning against the sofa and didn't dare to let go of it. "You know... I don't think I'm in a condition to drive."

Kirsten picked a number and leaned forward to take a better position to talk. Vincent dragged himself into the kitchen to grab a beer from the fridge, but failed to open the door to the right direction. "Hey, you remember how to use this thing?" He yelled, turning around seeing the girl almost asleep, waiting for her friend to answer. He walked back to the couch and gave Kirsten a cold look. "Are we even talking? What did you get angry about?" Her head nudged a bit as her friend answered the phone. "Hey, it's me... maybe it wasn't such a good idea to go to Vincent's place like you said..." She got up and took her jacket from the rack next to the door. He looked around looking for a bottle of beer that might have lost it's way trying to get to the fridge. "Okay, I'll be waiting outside..." Vincent was just in time to catch her before she collapsed backwards and almost hitting her head on the couch. He shook her around a bit but she didn't seem to be waking up anytime soon, so he decided to take her down in front of the building. A few irreverent looks and a vomit later a red Porsche pulled in front of the building. Vincent dragged Kirsten to the car and opened the door.

"What did she take?" Asked the dark beauty sitting behind the wheel. Vincent collected his thoughts and tried to remember everything. "Let's see, there was the pot, the booze, some coce... she didn't take the heroin so... she'll be alright in a couple of days." He got a look from the woman that said 'I blame you for this', he slammed the door and the car pulled away speeding into the night. Vincent returned to his apartment and collapsed on the couch, his night had been way too rough to wake up the next morning and in the profession of a wealthy author that was totally acceptable.

Meanwhile as Kirsten was getting a ride to her friend's place to recover from her condition, Annika was having a fun time of her own. There were three things in life she loved the most: booze, her brother and her camcorder... "Come on... you look so hot in that dress already, how hot would you look without it?" The tanned brunette smiled at the redhead laying on her bed in a penthouse in Hollywood. "I dunno... did you really get me drunk for this? 'Cause I might have done it without all that drinking..." The redhead crawled to the 22-year old filming her current clothing consisting of only a long blue dress with dark lace edges. She kissed Annika's bare bellybutton, her body protected only by a white bra and panties, she wanted to get everything to film as she would get yet one more addition to her collection of celebrities fooled into dirty games. This chapter would be Alyson Hannigan, the so called lesbian, still trying to grow out of her role in BtVS, this film wouldn't be presented in public, but she was more than happy to take part. Aly moved her hands down to Annika's crotch but was made clear that it wasn't time yet. "Not yet, this is the introduction not the actual scene. This is where you tell me about your deepest fantasies that you don't want anyone to know, OK?"

Alyson bit her lip and moved up along the girl's body stopping beneath her breasts. She looked at the camera from behind her breasts and laid her chin against Annika's chest. "Now, what is your name, occupation and the dirty part of your mind?" She zoomed in on her face and took a better position to get all of her face from behind her breasts. "My name is Alyson Hannigan, I'm a 29-year old actress and currently residing in Los Angeles, California. The dirty part of my mind... I'd like to have a week long orgy with a girl 6 years younger than me... she's a brunette, my kind of girl, with emerald green eyes and skin that has laid in the sands of California for just the right time." Her lips started kissing the reporter's chest and lowering down on her body while Annika tried to continue the interview as long as she could before she'd fail to resist. "And ignoring your on-screen lesbian affairs, is this your first?" The red didn't answer just yet being too busy licking the girl's thighs and pressing her hands against the hips of the brunette filming her. "No it is not, does that sum up the introduction?"

"Not just yet..." Alyson slid her dress off and threw it on the floor next to the bed. Aly's hands forced themselves under Annika and undid her bra starting to pull them off her. The girl let go of the camera for a second to let the clothing slide off her body, feeling Alyson set her lips around her small erect nipples. She took her time in setting up the camera just in the right position on the table just in her reach, although it didn't matter much what position that camera was in since they were being filmed by four other camera's around the room fixed toward the bed. "Was that it?" Asked Aly with a wicked smile upon her face. "Yeah, I'm done with that." They enclosed themselves into a warm embrace and continued on into more passionate actions that were caught by the cameras.

The next day didn't start so well with Vincent, he woke up from the floor of his apartment with a headache not believed t exist. As he got up he started remembering what they had done last night, but didn't quite remember how he had hooked up with that girl. The answer to that question was quickly answered when he went out to the balcony to get some fresh air. He looked down and saw his little sister getting out of a car and intending to come up to her brother's apartment. He cursed in his mind that he would have to tell her that nothing happened and why his place was nuclear waste dump, but other than that he was glad to see her. "Hey, how did your date go?" Annika asked as she closed the door. "I don't know, on what scale?"

"In the kind of scale that says did you fuck her or not?"

"Not."

The girl looked disappointed and shook her head. "You really should start catching up dear brother, even I'm getting more pussy than you." She jumped over a few jackets to Vincent and gave him a passionate kiss. After she broke it off she dug a bag of white powder from the bag. "I figured you'd need this after last night." She opened up a desk drawer from the corner of the room and put the bag next to the one that was half-empty. "You must be crazy walking around town with that in your purse and by the way... who'd you fuck last night?" Annika gave her a smile, knowing that she had given him a taste of Aly with that kiss of hers. "Just someone, it went on for the whole night, I haven't gotten any sleep in about 25 hours." Vincent nodded by himself and collected some clothes from the floor, realizing a few of Kirsten's items there too. "Shit, better take care of these later... do you want something for breakfast, I gotta eat something." He walked into the kitchen in hope he wasn't completely out of food. "No thanks, me and Aly already had our breakfast today." She smiled by herself and sat down on the couch, turning on the TV. "Aly, huh? Which Aly are talking about here?"

"The one that tried to destroy the world in last season... I'll tell you bro, she could have done it." Vincent poured some juice into a glass and walked with it to the living room. "Believe it or not Annika, I'm not interested in your filthy stories today. I have actual things to do and I'd like to get by without trying to hit on every woman that comes across me." As he sat down beside her sister, Annika saw an opportunity to mess with his mind a bit. "You know... if you're going to return those clothes to Kirsten, maybe you could deliver a message for me?"

"For whom? Kirsten? You don't even know her, she would have mentioned it last night."

"Not her, the friend that picked her up last night. You did see her, right?" Vincent nodded and tried to get a picture of her in his head. "Dark hair, pale skin. Probably looked really mad?" And that hit the spot, he got the image of the frustrated Selma Blair in his head, sitting in that red Porsche and speeding off as soon as he had gotten Kiki into the car. "Yeah, I got it. She probably took Kirsten to her apartment. What's the message?" Annika dug up an envelope from her purse and handed it over to Vincent. He looked at the plain brown envelope, it had nothing on it, no sender, no receiver, just something inside it. "What's this?" Her sister had gotten him interested like she planned, but wasn't going to let him on it just yet. "At this point it's none of your business... but if you play your cards right and do like I say, I just might tell you." Vincent accepted the task and put the envelope on the table. "I'll get right on that." Annika got up and walked up to him. "I could tell you a little... Selma's been supporting this habit of ours. I didn't realize that someone could be as dirty as she is until I met her, talk to her a little, you'll see what she's like, maybe you'll see why we're doing this too. Until then..." She gave her brother's lips a lick and a deep look into his eyes. "See you around." She left the apartment leaving Vincent with the job at hand. That's how Selma had immediately known that she was on something and told her not to come to his apartment. She didn't seem to like him much, or maybe it was just the fact that she had gotten Kirsten into trouble, after all they were close friends. "Right, a busy day ahead."

In his condition, he didn't dare to jump behind the wheel of his Jaguar, so he decided to find out Selma's address and take a taxi there. With the envelope in his pocket and Kirsten's underwear in a bag he made it to the actress' apartment. Ringing the bell she heard a dog barking behind the door, he just hoped he wouldn't have to track Kirsten down if she had left already, but then again it was 10:00 A.M.

The door was answered by Ms. Blair herself but didn't take for granted that he was coming in. "What do you want?" She had been up for quite a while already, all the make-up in whole Hollywood wouldn't make her face look that pretty in the morning. "I'm here for a couple of things, first things first, is Kiki still here?" Selma looked at him for a while and a small dog appeared behind her. "Kirsten! Do you want to talk to Vincent?" She yelled, her voice just reaching her upstairs in the bathroom. Vincent didn't quite catch what she replied, but as the dark beauty moved out of the way and leaving the door open, he did expect that she was willing to see him. "She'll be down in a minute, don't touch anything." Selma walked away from him. He didn't want to give her the envelope yet, since this must have been a private matter that wasn't for anyone else but those involved. It took Kirsten a few minutes to come down, her beautiful face shining down on Vincent's, looking like she hadn't done the things she had yesterday. "Hi, I didn't know you'd miss me this fast." She gave him a brief kiss and waited for a response. "Umm, well I just had to see you. I was devastated that I didn't find you next to me in the bed when I woke up." She looked mesmerized by those beautiful words, unfortunately he would have to correct himself quickly. "Wow, that's the sweetest thing I've ever heard, I can't believe you said that."

"Well actually I didn't mean most of it, I was devastated by the cocaine and the booze we had last night, I didn't sleep in a bed, I don't even own a bed and I slept on the floor. I came here for these..." He pulled her pink underwear into her embarrassed face letting her grab them almost instantly. They didn't notice Selma watching them behind the corner stirring a cup of coffee and smiling at the naive being of her friend. "Oh, thanks I was... looking for these. Tell me one thing, did we..."

"No, we didn't. You called this friend of yours to pick you up and then you passed out. I carried you down to her car and she took off with you." A smile rose upon her face, comforting her a bit. "Really? Carried me all that way like a prince, did you?" She embraced him smiling at him like this wasn't the last time they'd meet. "Yeah, just like that. Do you need a ride home?"

"No, I'm spending the day here, just in case someone will test me for drugs on the street. You never know what's going to happen in this city. I'm going back to bed now that I've woken up, would you like to join me?"

"No, as tempting as that offer is, I have some work to do today. I'll catch you later, OK?" Kirsten gave him a long kiss and headed back upstairs, escorted by Vincent's look until he lost the sight of her. He noticed Selma staring at him with a cup of coffee. "She's got a thing for you, I can tell." Vincent nodded and thought about where the situation was going. "If you're anything like your sister you should stay away from her, I don't want her to get hurt. I know you two are close so I want to know... can you make up a longer relationship with your sister in the picture?" Vincent thought for a while but didn't come up with the answer. He approached the woman and took the envelope from his pocket. Selma grabbed it immediately from his hand. "I thought you might have this, I haven't seen Annika in a month now. I was getting worried that she might stop the subscription." She walked away from him and set the cup on the counter of the kitchen. "Subscription?" Selma was a bit surprised that Annika wouldn't tell her brother who was strongly involved about what was going on and she thought it would be for her to tell him. "Annika didn't probably explain about this little business we have, did she? I'll fill you in..." She tore the envelope open and read the paper with only three short lines of text on it. "I'm the middleman in a big drug-smuggling community. I get the orders and I deliver to the customers the amount they want." She took a lighter from the table and set the paper on fire. "And my sister is a... 'subscriber'?" Selma turned around when the paper was nothing but ash. "Yes."

She dropped the remaining of the paper to the trash and walked to Vincent. "She's one of the best and I think you're the reason she's the one that's been keeping this business together. She never talks about you, but I can tell that she's definitely got the hots for you in the worst way. She screws celebrities so she'd get the kick she gets when she kisses you, it's the only way she can really feel anything."

"I know that, and I'm not against it either, but so what? I'm pretty sure that she's done the worst way with you too, right?"

Selma smiled and pulled herself against him. "You're right, Vincent. You know what she gave me? The best night of my life. I never thought a human could feel such things, she opened a hundred doors for me and made me step through all of them. But there's just one thing she never taught me that she felt..." Vincent felt the woman's hands running down to his crotch, rubbing hard against his dick. "She never told me what was so special about you... I mean, a woman's got to be crazy to fall for her brother, right? If she's not crazy, you must have a lot more in you than a handsome appearance." She was about to lower down to unzip his jeans and perform fellatio when Vincent pulled her head back up. "I'm with Kirsten now... I don't intend to cheat on her when she's only a few feet away from us."

"We could go to a hotel if you want... we could do it in a car, in the backyard, anywhere you want. I just have to understand what she feels."

"You know what she feels? She feels something she will never accomplish, she thinks she can have anyone she wants whenever she wants. That doesn't work for me, if she wants me, she has to prove that it's me she really wants and not the world."

Selma gave her a wet kiss, sticking her tongue deep into his mouth. As she broke the kiss she licked his face wet and gave his skin a soft kiss. "If you ever want anything from me... anything, including that white powder you like so much, we could discuss a reasonable price." Vincent nodded calmly, not intending to go ahead with the commands he was getting from his dick, but listened what she had to say. "The paper said that Annika had taken care of another one last night... she says that our Aly has a crush for one of her co-actresses and would just die if she'd get a glimpse of her naked body. You just might be able to take care of the situation and seduce the girl to do a little exposure on a tape for her, so she would get her Aly happy?"

"Why didn't she ask me herself? Why go through you?" Asked Vincent, still feeling Selma's body against his. "She originally asked me, but I think she knows about my connections to the drug-business. She hates drugs, taking every step to terminate all of them from the world. My old non-official girlfriend probably tipped her off not to hang around me much, so... if you were to get on the little bitch, she'd have no choice but to agree to do a little home video for Annika's friend?" Selma slipped a picture into his pocket and gave him one more lick before pulling away from him. "She's a tough one. Won't go down without a fight if you know what I mean... but if you're handling it, I'm sure she'll agree. Bye now." She left the room, letting Vincent leave in his own time. Before stepping out of the house he glanced at the stairs, feeling like he should stay with Kirsten, but he should keep Annika and Selma happy, since they were his only contact to the cocaine. By old ex-girlfriend Selma had probably meant Sarah Michelle Gellar, who was now married to Freddie Prinze Jr., that didn't leave much choice for who he'd have to take care of. He pulled the picture out of his pocket and verified his suspicions. Underage girls hadn't been his thing, but he didn't have to go all the way did he? All he'd have to do was make her do a little show on tape that Alyson could watch, and this would make Annika happy, come to think of it he didn't know what she was getting out of it... who knows, it might clear up for him when the job was done... or not.

He decided to walk back to his apartment, it gave him time to think about his situation. Now he would have to get this young girl to do dirty things in front of a camera to please his sister and his drug supplier. It wasn't that big a deal, but he was still convinced that there was more into it than just the drugs and Annika's and her friends' sexual perversions. He stopped to a cafe to have a cup before continuing his way back. "Vincent! I haven't seen you in months, where have you been?" He looked up and saw one of his old dames in front of him, not a bad one for that matter. "Sandy, how are you doing? Still caught up with work?" The shorthaired brunette sat in the same table and took her sunglasses off. He had done her a couple of months ago, he hadn't left a note of any kind and she didn't still get the hint. "The usual, work after work. After you ditched me I've been really low in the state of mind." OK, so she did take the hint she just came for seconds. "Yeah, sorry about that, I was completely overdosed and didn't remember a thing. Fortunately I found some material of what happened that Wednesday from my camera, pretty good if you ask me." Sandra gave her an amused smile but moved to a much inviting look on her face. "I was wondering if you don't have anything else... maybe we could do something together? Maybe take that Wednesday again, with some additions?" She gave him a suggestive look and he couldn't refuse. If he'd need something from her some day, it would be a lot easier if he had given her a couple nights of passion. "Sure, that would be perfect."

A guy gave her an expression that said 'we have to go'. "Oh shit, I gotta go. We'll get together next week, OK?" Vincent nodded again and Sandra left the cafe. A too busy day had quickly turned into a busy week, he wasn't going to do all of it on a Sunday like this, and he couldn't leave things unfinished. He decided to head back to his apartment via cab right there, he had enough work for the next week without one more old flame asking for a go.

The next day started out much better than the last one, even though it was Monday. In addition to his own business, Vincent had gotten some of her sister's work on his shoulders too. But if he wanted to keep receiving the stuff, he had to do what he was told, even if he hated it. Just gotten off the phone with his publisher, Vincent pulled over in front of his sister's house. Apparently if he wouldn't finish his current project he would be looking for a new publisher, even those guys lose their temper sometimes. "Vincent? I didn't expect to see you here..." His sister was surprised, she had been sure that he'd be too busy to come over.

"I talked to your friend yesterday. I suppose that you put this one on my account for a reason, right? I'd like to know what it is." Said Vincent as he sat down on the couch. "Isn't it obvious? Aly likes her, if I'd get something on her, even a quick shot it would make her happy, she's totally into her."

"I don't believe that it's that simple, besides wouldn't it be easier to approach her as herself and not through us. If she's serious I think she'd be able to do her stuff on her easily, girls that age are always looking for something different."

Annika sat beside her brother. "Yes, but if they start going out together, Aly will forget about me and I don't want that. All I need is for her to pose for a camera or something and we'll be done, that's enough explanation for you isn't it?"

"Not even the girl is that naive, anything permanent of her doing all that stuff... she'll never go for it. However, I might be able to get her here for a night..."

The plan was starting to gather up in his mind as he continued feeding everything he came up with to her. "Really? But how are you going to do that, I hear that she doesn't even touch drugs and she won't come here sober."

"Oh, but she will. Trust me. I'll have her here by Thursday, meanwhile come up with something else." He got up and headed for the door.

"What am I supposed to do now?" Asked Annika, disappointed that Vincent didn't take care of the issue right now, but didn't get a reply. But there was always something to do for her, all she needed to do was to plan a few camera's around and use a certain chemical compound to entertain herself and a few others.

As Annika planned for her pastime of three days, Vincent was getting into one of his old pastimes: Natalie Portman. "What I'm saying is that I can't make it there this week... and I know that I've said it for the last three weeks, but my publisher is breathing down my neck and he's gonna have my balls if I don't get my book finished by the end of the month." He knew exactly that he was completely dishonest on the phone with Nat with everything except his work, he had been dating Kirsten for the past three weeks and she was the only one who was having his balls until he'd get bored with her or vice versa. He wasn't going to argue with a woman whose IQ was bigger than his weight. Hopefully he was getting a soft response so he wouldn't have to worry about her for the rest of the week, which he did. He got a very calm and rather formidable reply of 'I'm coming over there and you can't stop me', too bad she was right. She would arrive on Wednesday and stay for a couple of weeks. The week was getting worse with every step he took either outside or inside his apartment, now he had Kirsten to dump, Sandra to screw, a girl to seduce and calm Natalie down. And all this had to be done by Wednesday, not mentioning his work. Monday slipped from his hands while writing an ending to his new book, it was a little hurried but he had to be done by Tuesday.

Just before midnight, Annika had gotten something to do. Setting up a date with one of her male friends and the famous singer Michelle Branch had been just the beginning of the plot for her, she was planning on making a record of her beauty on the camera too. The couple had been partying through the night and both were getting very tired of the constant moving around, so Jake, whom Annika owed a favor to took the singer an apartment owned by the girl who had set up a camera in every room. Jake of course knew where they were so he knew exactly where they should be, they could tell miss Branch later if they wanted. The couple entered the living room kissing and groping each other, the guy barely had time to shut the door while trying to keep Michelle from eating him alive. Everything was set in the bedroom, good lighting and angles for the three cameras in place, it didn't take long for them to get there, only now they had gotten rid of their jackets and shirts. While they laid down on the bed, the cameras followed their actions, the image projecting straight to the apartment where two pairs of eyes followed the happening on the three screens. "What's happening with our lovers?" Asked Hannigan, wrapping her hands around Annika and reaching down with the other to rub her crotch. "Mmmhh... out couple is about to get it on... wanna see?" Asked Vincent's sister, Alyson replying with a warm kiss on her neck. They continued to watch as Michelle and Jake went on with their doing, Aly's hand against Annika's wet pussy.

In the bedroom, Michelle removed Jake's pants and boxers. She took his cock into her hand and started jerking it. Jake moaned as the famous singer Michelle Branch was giving him a handjob, but he didn't know that it was equally exciting to Michelle as well. Branch smiled at him as she continued jerking his cock off and making it harder and harder by the second. She just wanted to take that dick into her mouth and suck the hell out of it, but she knew if she did that she wouldn't get anything herself, so she decided to keep the too-rough-sucking to the multi-orgasm chromosome. "You like that?" She asked, getting a murmur in reply, and she knew that it felt good. "Want something really yummy?" She once again got a murmur for a reply. She gave his cock a quick lick, making him groan. She wasn't going to give her more of her mouth, but she did want to give her something else...

"Jake... I want you to fuck me, do you think you're up to it?" Branch asked him, getting a horny look for a reply, knowing that she was going to get fucked hard. Michelle pushed Jake against the bed and climbed on top of him removing her pants, revealing her black lace g-string. "Like what you see?" Michelle asked him. "Oh yeah, baby... you look so hot." Michelle smiled as she heard those words, she lowered her g-string as well, revealing her shaven pussy that was just begging for a big cock. "You know, I've been on tour for long for a while... you wouldn't believe how rough it is..." She set the dick against her cunt and slowly landed on it, starting to move up and down making Jake moan loudly. The cock moved inside Michelle's smooth pussy like it had born to do it, the shaft rubbed against her insides, making her feel like she was in heaven. She started panting as she bounced up and down on Jake's veiny shaft, at the same time removing her bra, letting Jake see her incredibly beautiful chest. A chest that small wasn't usually that hot, but hers... oh, baby, men would kill to touch it and Jake got to do it. He moved his hands up to her perfect breasts and started massaging them, Michelle liked what she felt and started rocking on the cock under her. Her wet cunt contracted around the dick inside her, Jake was pushing his hips up against her as hard as he could. Michelle's perfect voice cried out when she felt the pleasure given by Jake's manly organ, she could feel it probing inside her and poking around, making her feel like she was in heaven. "That's it, Jake! Fuck my tiny pussy! That's it, God!" Michelle grabbed his shoulders and started rocking herself harder on him, her clit was bashing against his crotch, her pubic hair that was moistening tickling his. Jake quickly turned her against the bed and got a good position to fuck her brains out. Michelle was now against the bed and her tiny cunt was filled with Jake's big cock, starting to pump itself inside her.

Alyson rubbed Annika's brown-hair covered pussy with her hand making her pant. Her pussy was getting nice and wet too, getting in the mood to watch some live porn with the girl sitting in the chair. She moved in front of her and lowered down, starting to lick her gorgeous cunt. Annika smiled as Alyson was giving her oral pleasure while she herself watched Jake fucking Michelle Branch. The singer's flat ass wiggled with every strong push Jake gave her snatch, she yelled and moaned as the cock struck the depth of her wet cunt. "Oh, Jake! Your cock feels so good! Fuck me harder! HARDER! HARDER!" She screamed of pleasure as her whole body gave in to her orgasmic wave of pleasure. The flood of juice flowing down on Jake's dick didn't bother him, it just boosted him up. His violent shoving into Michelle's smooth pussy was getting incredibly intense, he almost made it burn as the friction grew between the two, only Michelle's pussy-juice reducing it. Michelle jumped off him and turned around, going into the position 69 with the cock fully inside her mouth.

And behind the monitors, Annika's juices were on Alyson's. They immediately switched places so that Aly could relax for a moment too, Annika's long tongue started working inside Alyson's tight pussy, smelling her red pubic hair her own nose deep in the bush. She could smell her horniness in her hair, her wet tongue moved around Aly's privates, making the redhead groan of pleasure given by her lesbian lover. She grabbed her head and pulled it against her crotch, she was going to get everything out of this. "GOD, ANNIKA!"

"GOD, MICHELLE!" Jake yelled and grabbed the girl's hips pulling them hard against his mouth, almost cumming at that second. Michelle just mumbled as her head moved up and down on Jake's cock, covering it with her warm saliva. Her hot mouth was working it's muscles around the shaft like her pussy, which she tasted on it easily. He had been so deep inside her that she would never feel anyone inside her like that, and now she was tasting it, what she tasted like. "God, I taste so good... now I know why you like this..."

Michelle's tiny pussy erupted onto Jake's face, which made Jake lose it too. He shot his load of sperm straight into the singer's mouth, making her gag a bit first. She took control of her actions and kept sucking the rest of the sperm off the dick in her mouth.

And behind the cameras, Alyson got the orgasm of her life, watching Michelle Branch and Jake fuck and having Annika licking her pussy at the same time... this was heaven. Annika got up from Aly's crotch and moved up to kiss her, giving her a taste. "You like how you taste... don't you?"

Tuesday. The completely sober Vincent got up from the couch, now finished with his book. At least two things to do today, he would have to sneak through some security to get a meeting with Michelle, the piece of flesh that Alyson was after. He could swing by his publisher's office and drop off the disc and then take care of the girl. And for the night he had to contact Sandra. Even though he and her were over with it didn't hurt to keep up the relationships with people with influence.

"... It's me. Take the day off? I got myself some freetime tonight and I'd hate it if I wouldn't take advantage to the offer from yesterday... ... Nothing to do? Come on, you're never free when I ask. On the other hand I don't ask that much, I should change that, don't you think? ... Well anyway, I'll stop by your place some time after 10, I've got something else today too, see you then."

That was done with, the taxi was now headed to a certain house where he'd find out his next place-to-be. The call to Sandra had been what he expected, he wouldn't have to worry about her that much after tonight, right now his only fear was that Natalie would arrive earlier than expected, that would set loose a hell for him.

"So, you're interest in Michelle is... what?" Asked Sarah, pouring some coffee into his cup. Vincent had gone to the one place that he knew he'd find out where Michelle was, but was also behind enemy lines here. Selma had indicated that Sarah didn't want Michelle to get into anything they were into. After a quick introduction and a convincing story Vincent had gotten into her kitchen for some coffee.

"I'm starting on a new book, I've watched the show and I think she's an interesting personality. I'd like to use that personality as a character in the book."

"Well, you've got the personality right, she is. I just wonder why someone like you doesn't have any connections to the inside. In fact, I'm surprised you were able to find me for that matter, if you were able to locate me, then why not Michelle?"

"I do have contacts, just not in that specific area. I found you through the contacts I have, unfortunately I don't know what school she goes to or her schedule so I could catch her somewhere."

"I'm surprised, most of that is public information. To me it seems that this is something you decided to do this morning, you have absolutely no clue about her, I suppose that's normal, not every fan gets that much into a person... but I guess I could give you that information..."

She left the table and went to get something from her bedroom and came back with a small calendar. "Here, the soonest that you can see her is today at... 7:00 P.M. There's a premiere she's attending to, before that I have no clue."

That was a setback, the film would last at least an hour and a half, that gave him exactly that much to convince her to do nasty things she probably never thought about before and get to Sandra's place only a few minutes past 10. But who ever said that it was him who had to do the filming? "That's not good for you I see..."

"... No, that's just perfect."

He left the house and having some time to kill she headed for Selma's place, thinking that Kirsten was still there. But there was something weird, no one answered when he knocked on the door. He didn't hear anything, not even the dog barking behind the door. Maybe she and Kirsten had gone somewhere, that was too bad. Kirsten didn't answer her cell, that usually meant something. Not knowing where they were and not that keen on going to her sister's place he just headed back home. Just when the cab rushed off the street after leaving him in front of the building his cell rang. As he answered he immediately recognized the voice of his older sister, Sofia. "Hey sis, how's the law? ... Really? Shit, I always thought that those rich bastards were soaked in money, it's kind of lame to be disappointed like that, huh? ... Yeah, sure you can come over, anytime at the end of the week is fine. Oh, by the way Natalie is coming over on Wednesday and I don't know how long she's staying... ... Anyway, make it Thursday then, that'll be fine. See ya."

That evening he camped outside the premiere in his car, suited with a tux just for cover. The story he was going to give her was almost dependent on it. He had to wait quite a while until a big crowd came out of the theater, it was hard enough to spot the casual dressed Trachtenberg, but to spot her in a crowd that looked exactly like groupies of hers. Luckily he was able to see through the crowd and recognize the girl in the black minidress, unfortunately she was walking with a blonde next to her, he'd need to get rid of her fast if he was going to go for it with Sandra...

He got up from his car and tried to keep a straight face as he walked toward the girls. A few feet away he had gotten their attention without saying a word, two pairs of eyes followed his movement until he got through the crowd. "Miss Trachtenberg? Vincent Knight, Hollywood Starlet Association. Might I have a word with you in private, please?" He wouldn't have believed it even if he would have been shown every piece of paper there would be about an association like that, but he underestimated the thirst for publicity some people have. "Oh, I don't recall ever hearing about anything like that, but I suppose I just forgot then. I suppose a brief word..." Michelle replied to him, believing every word he just said. "Well, you see miss Trachtenberg, this word wouldn't be so brief, in fact it's quite serious in terms of our policy."

She and her friend looked at him for a while and the blonde decided to leave after getting the approval of her friend. Vincent took the girl to a nearby club, after this she would either storm out or submit to his proposal, at this point it was impossible to determine which she would pick, since she hadn't heard any of it yet. "The situation is rather embarrassing... we are aware that you have been supporting a lot of anti-drug action, mostly concerning children, which is fine... but I must ask you, are you completely sincere when you say that are completely against drugs?"

Michelle looked at him, lifting up her eyebrows. "Yeah..." She replied and Vincent replied with every piece of acting he had in him. "I was afraid you would say that... miss Trachtenberg, this picture was taken a few months ago, would you like to explain what's happening here..." He handed over a picture that was supposed to be Michelle. In fact it was her, the surroundings had just been changed a bit... a bottle of coke was now a bottle of Russian vodka, some tic-tacs on the table had been changed into much more expensive ***** and on top of that, some white powder and junkies around the table she was sitting next to... yup, it was enough to make her gasp in confusion. "What...! What the hell is this? Some kind of a joke? This isn't me!" She threw the picture back at him and Vincent gave her a very disappointed look. "Miss Trachtenberg, it's time to faced the facts... it must be hard to work so much at that age, with school and everything... but illegal narcotics just aren't the way out." This made the girl even more freaked out of what was going on, she couldn't be that junkie in the picture... could she? "No way, something like that would happen to someone else, but not to me! I don't remember anything like this ever happening, who ever took this picture is responsible for forging it, I'm not a junkie!"

Vincent just shook his head and took a look at the picture. "This is a scandal... we can't let anything like this ever to come out, it's not only your reputation on the line, you know... we insist that you take a quick lesson in forgetting drugs for good, otherwise we will be forced to inform authorities about this."

The girl didn't know much about stuff like this, so she decided to just go with the flow. Even if she didn't remember that something like the picture had happened, it could have still happened, that's what drugs did. "... I've never done anything like that... but just to convince you and avoid any further trouble, I'll take the lesson or whatever it was..." Vincent smiled at her. "Very good, this Friday then. Come to this address at 6:00 P.M. You'll be informed about the rest there."

Vincent rushed back to his car as Michelle walked away, he had only a few minutes to get changed and get to Sandra's apartment. Beside that, changing in the car wasn't that easy. He dashed his Jaguar across town, arriving at Bullock's place only a few seconds late, that amount of time would just give her something to look forward to. He entered the house with his key, Sandra had decided to give him access to her house because of his frequent visiting at one point of their lives, even though she was a lot older than most girls Vincent was screwing, she still had that something that made her sexy as hell even when nearing 40. Small boobs didn't make her a bit unattractive, in fact Vincent's biggest accomplishment measured with tit-size was Kiki, who he had to contact and break up with before Natalie would show up. "Hey, you were 32 seconds late, I thought you weren't coming..." Sandra smiled and gave him a soft kiss after answering the door. "32 seconds that I already regret, I've got a surprise for you..."

Sandra wrapped her arms around him and placed her chin on his neck. "Really? What could possibly repay the over half-minute depression that I had just now?" Vincent smiled and pulled a bag out of his pocket. As Sandy's eyes met with the white powder an even happier smile rose upon her face. "Well, merry Christmas to you too."

After only a few minutes, they were both laying on the sofa of Bullock's living room, with a pile of cocaine on the table in front of it. Both were pretty much undressed now, Vincent only in his boxers and Sandra in a black bra and panties. "Tell me something... how come you never wear a thong or something like that?" Sandra giggled a bit, which was only the affect of the drugs, but she did have an answer. "I don't like people looking at me... especially my waist, it's just plain ugly..."

"What the fuck? Your waist is beautiful, it's awesome, Sandy! It's your waist that's just making me want to eat you alive!"

"Yeah, that's my goal right there. It's not wanting guys to eat me alive, that's what it is."

"Besides, if you don't like people watching you, you're in the wrong line of business, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I guess so... but I still love it. I just don't want people thinking me like a blow-up doll or something. Like you!"

Vincent laughed and leaned over to the pile on the table and took a brief sniff, inhaling the powder into his body. "That's what you're after, isn't it? You just think I'm so fucking hot that you just love to fuck me whenever I want?" Vincent smiled at Sandra's deduction of the situation, there was only one thing to add to that, he thought she was WAY too hot to be left horny. Bullock realized what she said and took back whatever her words had described. "You know what... I like it that way. I'm never going to get married and you are the perfect substitute for a husband. I'm sorry."

"Yup, I'm a secondary husband... sometimes I think you're just after the drugs..." Vincent played with the completely blown-off Sandra's mind. "No-no-no-no, Vincent! The junk is just substitute, you know? I don't need the stuff, I don't..." She kept a small break to sniff a small amount into her. "See? I don't need this shit to like you, do I?" Vincent laughed as Sandy's nose was covered with white powder. "What? Oh, wait... I know this one... there's some shit on my nose?" She smiled and kissed him. Vincent took the powder into his nostrils as they kissed passionately. Sandra reached out and took some of the cocaine into her hand, spreading it around her chest, letting Vincent's sniff it off, while cleaning her skin with his tongue. "Tell me something... what's with your sister, anyway?"

"What do you mean?" Vincent panted as he moved his face around Sandra's chest, sucking her nipples. "She tends to call her often if you go on your trips when anyone doesn't know where you're going." She closed her eyes as his lips moved down her chest toward her crotch. "She's just jealous, she's had this big crush on me ever since I can remember..."

"Sandy pulled his head back to her face and gave him a kiss with a questioning look. Vincent thought about the situation for a second. "The feeling is completely one-sided, I just fuck her when I have to... she's my connection to the stuff, remember?" Sandra stroked his dark hair and smiled. "I know, baby... I'm just thinking that you have this special bond with her that anyone can't break."

"You're completely wrong... but don't worry, I'm having something going on that I can get the stuff all by myself... then I won't have to see Annika ever again..." After that, Sandra pulled her bra down, giving Vincent the initiative. He moved his lips down to her small nipples and started sucking them softly. Sandra moaned as the effect of the drugs was getting to her, her crotch was already like an oven and her clit was throbbing. Vincent's moved down on her body stopping at her bellybutton to slide in his tongue. It moistened the sexy navel with his saliva and rubbed the skin making Sandy even more horny. "Lower, lower, Vince..." After finishing up with her navel, he was about to move down her body, but was suddenly stopped by the woman. "Wait, I have an idea..." Before he knew what was going on he was in Sandra Bullock's Jacuzzi, with the naked woman in front of her covered in warm water.

Sandra's hand was wrapped around his cock and her tongue was moving up and down on him. Sandy sank the hard dick into her mouth and started sucking while moving her tongue around to make him feel comfortable. She pulled away from him just to breathe onto the cock, making him groan as the warm air came upon him from her mouth, her hands holding him from the root of his shaft and squeezing it. Her hand moved up and down splashing against the water and stroking the hard cock in front of her while her mouth made the tip feel incredibly horny. Her tongue was working amazingly around the cock and rubbing hard against it. Vincent leaned down and Sandra met him with their lips giving each other an enthusiastic kiss. Sandra quickly returned to Vincent's dick stroking the stem with her hand with the tip in her mouth. Her cute ass was sticking out in the air above the hot water in the tub, her other hand down her crotch fingering herself. She looked Vincent in the eyes as her hot lips moved up and down on his veiny shaft, her seductive look was more than enough to leave a guy hot like fire not to mention a straight blowjob. She picked up her pace as her tongue and lips worked around the stick in her mouth, his hot cock pushing against her wet tongue and the blushing skin around the dick getting more red while Sandra Bullocks sexy lips moved up and down on them. Her warm mouth felt so good, Vincent's shaft was getting the royal treatment on this one, he grinned while the woman slightly bit the tip of the cock. She was completely drugged and very horny, she wouldn't give this up for nothing. She kissed the tip hornily before pulling away from it.

Vincent grabbed Sandra's body and put her on fours in the Jacuzzi, pushing his rock-hard cock into her wet pussy that he had fucked many times before. He rubbed her well-rounded and wet buttocks with his hands while he grinned and moaned feeling the cock inside her incredible cunt. Her fine ass didn't wiggle a bit, it just firmly followed the actions of the rest of her incredible body that had stayed hot for almost 40 years. "Fuck Sandra! Oh, Fuck! You like me inside you, don't you? Answer me, you fucking whore!"

"Yes, master! I like your big cock inside my experienced little pussy! Please don't stop! I'll do anything, please!" She grinned while feeling the tip of Vincent's cock poking her womb. Her lips were pulling themselves in and out with the shaft and the swollen veins on it were pushing against him. She moaned and gasped while Vincent kept fucking her tight pussy, Sandra's unbelievable cunt had stayed tight for all these years, her eyes were closed for every second as the dick slid into her wet insides. "Fuck me, you perverted sonovabitch! Fuck me like you fuck your sister!"

Sandra got up and sat on his cock, but this time the dick went straight into her rectum. "This is how Annika likes it! Yeah... You wanna feel like her, do you?"

"YES! GOD, YES! FUCK MY ASS VINCENT! FUCK MY BRAINS OUT!" He had screwed Sandra's tight butt only once before, but now that she was high she seemed like she couldn't live without it. She grabbed the faucet as the pleasure escaped into the rest of her body, the orgasm spread through her body and made her convulse strongly, making Vincent groan while his dick was inside the beautiful woman that convulsed all her muscles, including the ones in her ass. The juice flew right out of her cunt and mixed in with the water and soap in the Jacuzzi, of all the butts Vincent had fucked, Sandra's was the best, up until now, that is... "FUCK! Your ass is so tight! You like this, don't you Sandra? SPEAK TO ME!"

"FUCK YEAH! IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD! FUCK MY ASS VINCENT! YEAAAHHH!" Sandy screamed when the dick entered her colon. Vincent grinned and tried to keep the sperm inside him just for a while more. The cock was sinking into her brown asspipe with ease, was it the water, the soap, or Sandra's juices, it was still sinking itself inside so easy that you'd think she'd do this for living. Sandy moved her hand down to her cunt and started massaging her clit, it was pulsating like it wouldn't do that ever again. She couldn't bare it and her second orgasm erupted out of her cunt.

She turned around as soon as she could and let Vincent's lips touch her nipples once again. Her ass was still filled with the hard cock she was given and her eyes were filled with joy, she hadn't gotten fucked in the ass for a quite a while now and even though she didn't want to admit it, she liked it more than everything else she had ever done. Her shining buttocks were shining and almost shouting while the dick sank into Sandy's beautiful rectum. The veins on Vincent's rectum were getting filled with blood an the pressure was outstanding... "GOD VINCENT! I'M COMING AGAIN!" She spread her juice on his balls.

As Vincent's gasping became more intense, Sandra knew what was going on. She pulled herself away from him and went straight for the cock in front of her. She took the dick covered with the slime from her rectum and sucked it into her mouth. It didn't take long from Vincent to gather up the strength to shoot out his load, he jerked the root of his shaft hard and yelled as the straight line of sperm splashed onto Sandy's cute face. Some of it went into her mouth, but she spit it out and took the tip into her mouth again, she got the taste of him and tried not to smile so much, the truth was she loved the taste of cum, she just didn't want anyone to know. Vincent kept jerking himself off while Sandy took his balls into her mouth. She grabbed the root and rubbed it against her face with her tongue out of her mouth. She rubbed the rest of the sperm onto Vincent's cock and continued licking the shaft in front of her.

He stayed there for the night, he was way too tired to go anywhere, and besides, Sandra wouldn't let him leave. He decided to take it easy until the next day, when he would have to break up with Kiki...

"Hey! Wake up, it's noon already."

Vincent woke up to Sandra's calling. "Huh? Is it morning already?"

"Way past it, come on. I have guests arriving in 20 minutes."

Vincent was forced to get up and put his clothes on. He didn't quite recall everything what had happened last night, but he remembered enough. It was a pretty standard night for him and Sandy, a lot of drugs and sex were always involved when they met up. He grabbed the bag from the living room table and left to his Jaguar. He thought for a sec before driving off, maybe the drugs weren't such a good idea, he wouldn't be able to do much for the rest of the day, which was very bad. But as he drove around he started feeling much better, he tried calling Kirsten but she didn't answer, she must have been on the set or something... He reluctantly drove to one of Annika's places, even though he didn't feel like doing anything sexual, he still entered one of the bigger houses she owned. A few rooms away from the door he ran into Alyson, she looked rather satisfied. "Oh, hey Vincent! If you're looking for your sister, she'd in the control room, checking out the girls in the shower..." She smiled at him and walked away, leaving him pondering about what his sister had come up with now.

Vincent walked into the room with multiple monitors that were all concentrated to the shower, where he could see a bunch of girls showering. He walked next to his sister to acknowledge what was going on. "Wanna tell me what's going on?" Annika turned to him and smiled. "If you insist... from what I hear there are still some homophobic elements in the line of acting, I'd like to get rid of them today."

"You're going to weed out all of Hollywood's homophobia in one day? That's an accomplishment you've got set up there. How were you planning to do it with five girls?"

"Actually there's only one homophobic in there, but you gotta start somewhere right?"

He looked at the monitor, immediately recognizing all five: Kristin Kreuk, Elisha Cuthbert, Emma Caulfield, Mila Kunis and Holly Marie Combs. "If you're wondering which one, it's the one on the right." Annika pointed out Holly from the monitor. What struck Vincent as odd was that Kristin seemed to be just watching them shower, she was completely dry. "There's something weird about this... how did you get them into the same shower in the first place? Not to mention the shower in here?" He asked his sister and was given a piece of paper with some writing on it. "... Serotonin? What the fuck is that?"

"Nothing that's guaranteed to work, but from my point of view it's working just fine..."

Emma started approaching Holly and reaching out with her hand. "Ah, so you had someone change a shitload of it into gas and released it inside the shower? And you probably invited the ladies here for some kind of a 'Job opportunity', correct?"

"Yeah, something like that... too bad they don't have a guy in there too, it would have been perfect..." She started undressing herself as she watched while Kristin and Elisha started groping each other. "... Fine, but just this once. I've had a lot to do the last couple of days." He undressed himself and prepared for an exhausting sexual experience.

"God, Holly... you have such a beautiful ass..." Emma rubbed her finger between Holly's plump and soft buttocks. The finger explored the between of the two softly, giving the owner of the finger a feeling of incredible excitement. She didn't quite like Emma's fondling at first, but started getting used to it slowly. "Ready to go in?" Asked Annika, sitting butt-naked in the chair. "As ready as I can be..." Vincent replied and gave his sister a wet kiss just before entering the shower. Annika smiled and started fingering herself, looking at Emma who was harassing Holly, making her feel like an actual lesbian. As Vincent entered the shower, Elisha, Kristin and Mila gasped, they hadn't thought a man would enter the women's shower, but now they had seen that too. "I thought you might like some company... or should I leave?"

Vincent gave them an ultimatum they couldn't refuse. The girls seemed more than happy to see a guy watching them in the shower, Annika's drug had worked perfectly. "And what could we do for you... Vince?" Elisha smiled and caressed her blonde-haired pussy as the guy approached her. "I was thinking that... you might want something from me?" Vincent replied to her with a smile, knowing that these girls were ready for everything now. He kissed Elisha passionately and his cock started hardening. Kristin, who was still dry took a hold of Vincent's growing cock and started stroking it, meanwhile Emma continued to play with Holly's ass, approaching her tight butthole with her finger and finally inserting it inside her bowel. She grinned as Emma's finger started rubbing her rectum, this wasn't the first time she had an anal insertion, but it was the first time she was with a woman, and with Emma, who was exceptionally horny it was quite an introduction to a new world of pleasure. Vincent broke the kiss with Elisha and started tickling her pussy-lips with his cock, making the blonde smile and giggle of pleasure. He pushed the cock inside her and pounded it all the way, her tight pink cunt was begging to get fucked and now it got it's wish. Annika watched as her brother started to fuck the blonde beauty that had made '24' what it was all about. He didn't stay on her for long, but pulled away right as he felt Elisha's cunt getting wet. He looked at Russian origin-Goddess' ass suggestively and made very clear what he wanted. Mila submitted to his will completely, leaning against the wall and setting her beautiful butt just in the right position for him to fuck it. She smiled at him and wiggled her ass as a sign that she was expecting it, making Vincent and Annika very satisfied about what was going to happen.

Mila grinned as Vincent's hard cock penetrated her round and tight ass. All the girls looked closely as the red tip vanished into the tiny hole between her buttocks, Elisha rubbed them hard with the warm water flowing down the tanned curvy bottom. "Fuck it! Fuck my ass!" Mila gasped as the cock slid deeper into her. Next to them Holly was getting a similar treatment from Emma. Her middle and index fingers were sliding in and out of her butt and rubbing the walls of Holly's hot rectum. Emma smiled while she pleased herself with her other hand, her pussy was beginning to erupt as she watched Vincent pushing his hips hard against the girl in front of him and flattening Mila's buttocks with his body. Her hairy soft pussy began squirting out it's nectar and she quickly pulled herself against Holly's leg, feeling the moist skin rubbing against her crotch and letting the juice flow down along her leg. Behind Elisha, Kristin was rubbing her virginal cunt against the girl's buttock and wasn't far away from cumming either, her small and perky tits were wiggling and Vincent reached out to grab one of them. She moaned as the hand rubbed her left breast hard against her chest, her hard nipples shivered against the strong pressure from Vincent's hand and became solid as two rocks. Elisha gave Mila's buttocks one last squeeze making her squeal before turning around to Kristin who was happy to see she was done with the curly-haired brunette. The blonde took Kristin into her embrace and kissed her hornily, pushing her leg between hers she made Kreuk's body shiver violently. Her burning cunt was now rubbing against Elisha's full and wet thighs, moistening her bush of brown pubic hair above her snatch. The blonde pulled her under the shower wetting her completely. Kristin's make-up washed down on the floor and went down the drain, Elisha pushed her against the wall right next to Mila's face. The girls smiled at each other and kissed with their cheeks against the wall. Elisha was hungry to taste the new Lana Lang and went down her body dragging her pink tongue on her skin. It moved down her spine toward her cunt that had been just seconds away from an orgasm a while ago.

"Lick it, Elisha... eat my pussy, please..." Kristin got out of her mouth between kisses with Mila and the blonde didn't resist her order. The tongue moved down her back between Kristin's perky buttocks and grazing her tight butthole on the way down to her hot and tight...

"FUCK YEAH!!!" Mila screamed breaking the kiss to let out a sound of pleasure as the veiny cock pounding her round ass was making her feel the intense wave of an orgasm all over her body. Her assmuscles convulsed and squeezed all the blood from Vincent's cock into it's tip, making him groan in pain and pleasure. He pulled himself out of Mila's ass and shot a load of hot sperm onto her buttocks, moaning as he jerked his cock in front of the two buttocks that had just rubbed his cock the right way to make him cum. She was about to pull away for good but Emma grabbed his semi-hard cock and rubbed the tip with her thumb. "You're not going yet, are you?" She smiled wickedly and convinced Vincent that staying for seconds was a wise choice. Mila finally got off the position of leaning against the wall and straightened her back by pressing her skin against Kristen's. She continues the kiss she broke a moment ago with the girl that had Cuthbert's tongue in her hot virgin-cunt. Elisha did the best to make Kristin feel welcome into the girl-on-girl society and passed with honors, it didn't take her 10 seconds to get her juices on her lips and her hymen to the tip of her tongue.

It took Emma about 7 seconds to get Vincent's cock back into shape, and she did that with just her hand. She jerked the shaft that had just spread it's stuff all over miss Kunis' butt, she wasn't going to take it in her mouth, despite the fact that without great sexual pleasure he wasn't going to stay. Holly however, who was now free of Emma's fast fingers was more than happy to take the long dick into her mouth. She went down on her knees and took the tip of his cock into her mouth, tickling it's tip with her tongue. The feeling came back instantly into Vincent's dick and the blood was now completely where Holly's wet lips were. Her head moved back and forth on his pulsating cock, even after she had warmed up for some lesbian action, she still preferred the big, long and hard dick she had always gotten. She had even done this in front of camera, she knew exactly what she was doing, but if she'd go into pleasing a female subject she didn't know what to do. She knew what she wanted and what men wanted, but with other women... Suddenly she felt Emma's hand between her legs again, her cunt let her fingers inside it's moist and small environment, she didn't mind someone like her fingering her, she just didn't want to finger someone else. Vincent had gotten enough boost from Emma's rejuvenating blowjob to continue fucking someone, he just thought who'd be ready for a pounding. Kristin was busy with Mila and Elisha was helping them out, so he decided that Emma was in need of a good old fashioned fuck. It was true that Emma had been into women for the past two years but she didn't still mind a cock inside her pussy. Vincent lifted Caulfield up against the wall and set his cock against her swollen lips ready to push in everything he had in him. He looked deep into her eyes and drowned his dick deep into her horny pussy. She groaned as the cock was stuck into her pussy that had only felt female fingers and tongue's for some time now, she had forgotten what it was like.

"God, it feels good! Fuck me, Vince! Fuck the shit out of me!" Screamed Emma as the rest of her body embraced the strong masculine force that was penetrating her body. The cock slid easily into Emma's oily pink pussy, rubbing every inch of it with every single push. He sunk his meat deep inside her hairy cunt, feeling her warm and wet walls pushing against him, knowing that his sister was watching them right now, fingering herself, watching the monitors, wishing she was in Emma's place... but the time for that would come, right now he concentrated in screwing Caulfield's brains out. Holly was getting used to the female body by working on 'Anya's' tits, she played with her nipples by rubbing them with her teeth and biting just enough to make her giggle a bit.

Elisha had enough of Kristin's pussy and stood up to watch her and Mila make out. They both looked like ready to relax into an extreme orgasm. But she still wasn't going to disturb them, she was going to disturb Holly and her new fetish with female breasts. She walked around Vincent and pushed her crotch against her leg. Holly didn't care, in fact she started rubbing her leg against Elisha, making her gasp violently as she concentrated on Emma's breasts. Meanwhile Kristen and Mila were fingering each other, both had reached their orgasm already but what would another one hurt? Kreuk and Mila were both completely unshaven, they didn't want to take away their thing that made themselves feel hot. Both liked themselves hairy, that's why both masturbated so much, but Kristin didn't do it that much, since she was a virgin. Mila knew how good it could feel, so she wanted to do it whenever she liked.

Even after Vincent had cummed just a few minutes ago, his cock was starting to contract and was ready to please Emma's womb. "Fuck, Emma! Your cunt is so fucking hot! I'm gonna cum inside you! GOOODDD!!!" He shot the second load of sperm inside Emma Caulfield, who felt it reaching the back of her womb, but that only felt good. He pulled out and all five girls set themselves in front of the dick and began licking it. Vincent grinned as all five beautiful girls, Emma, Kristin, Elisha, Holly and Mila were all cleaning the top of his cock with their tongues, one shot of sperm escaped it once more just to give them all a taste what he tasted like. All five gave his cock a treatment he'd never forget. Annika watched with her hands full of her own juices as Vincent enjoyed the sucking of all the beautiful girls in the shower. As all of them left the room satisfied she turned the cameras off. "God, Vincent... that was beautiful..."

The clock was nearing midnight, Vincent hadn't still gotten hold of Kirsten. He had been trying for the whole day, but she hadn't answered her phone. This was starting to worry him, maybe she was on her way over and the situation at hand was the kind that if he'd get one woman other than his sister in front of his door he would get beaten up. "Who are you calling again? Let go of that phone for a while, will you..." Vincent gave up trying as Natalie sat next to her on the couch. "It's just that I really should have taken care of this certain thing before and now it seems it's too late... and it was really important too."

"Don't worry about that now..." Nat climbed on top of him and gave him a kiss. "It'll all get better soon, I promise. I got another job, I can stay here and keep you company." Vincent gave her a smile. "And... I'm sorry when I complained before... I was completely stressed-out."

"That's OK... it's alright..."