Showtime [part 1-2]

[anonymous]

Showtime
Part 1
(oral fff/m, ff,m/f, celeb, humor)
By Anonymous



It was 9 p.m., on a Saturday night, Steve was standing in the hall on the
18th floor waiting for an elevator, of the LA Hilton Plaza. It was the Emmy
Awards tonight, and he was hoping to see a few celebrities. Finally after 10
minutes, one of the elevators arrived, and the doors chimed open. Steve could
scarcely believe his eyes, standing there chattering away together were three of
the most beautiful, famous and probably expensive actresses on TV, Jennifer
Garth of "Beverly Hills 90210", Sarah Michelle Geller from "Buffy the Vampire
Slayer", and Alyssa Milano of "Melrose Place". Suddenly they stopped and noticed
him, Alyssa looked at him with her sultry brown eyes "Well are you coming, or
going?", Jenny spoke up "Are you going down?". "Yea, ..Ye..ssss he stammered,
all the way", Steve got on without another word, the three girls moved to the
back of the elevator.

Steve couldn't believe his luck, three of Hollywood's most gorgeous babes
not 2 feet away from him, he could smell the fragrances from their hair, their
bodies exuded pheromones . As he was dreaming away, he couldn't help over
hearing their conversation of how their dates had dumped them for other stars.
Which he found utterly unbelievable, suddenly without warning the elevator came
to a screeching halt. The lights went out, the girls started to freeeeak, Steve
yelled "clam down it's just a minor glitch", Jenny looked at him with the fear
of child in a dark room. "I'm claustrophobic!!" The others looked at her with
blank stares, "so am I" muttered Sarah, "me too" replied Alyssa. "Well it's
okay" Steve piped up "I'm not, I'll take care that no harm comes to any of you".


For the first time Steve got a good look at each girl, Jennie was the
tallest of the three, but only by a couple of inches at about 5'5", her figure
was still that of a slender schoolgirl, despite recently given birth last year,
to a baby girl. Her blonde hair was cut short making her look mature, she wore a
simple red evening gown, cut just low enough in the front, to show off the
slight pale white cleft between her firm, perky breasts. Alyssa was quite a bit
shorter than Jennie, about 5'3", plus her 3 inch heels. She had big breasts for
a small figure, but she carried them well, her auburn hair was cut short in a
boyish fashion, giving her a pixie like face, with her cute button nose. Dressed
in a conservative light gray dress suit that ended at about mid thigh, custom
cut to her flattering shape, her dark brown eyes made her look ready to do
business. Last of all was Sarah-Michelle Geller, with the face of an innocent
angle that could kick butt, her hair was almost shoulder length straight light
brown. She and Jennie were about the same height, 5'5" Sarah's breasts were
about the same size as Alyssa's. She wore a simple yet enticing black dress for
the evening, with a v-neck, and a hemline, which ended about 6 inches above her
knees. Thus showing off her sexy fit well-trained and deadly legs, which were
well accentuated by her 4 inch heels. Wow! they looked terrific, and together
they were indescribably heart stopping.

Steve towered above these petite, demure, women at 5'8" and at 150 lbs. he
wasn't exactly a wiener, or a pig. Kind of what you'd call tall dark and
handsome, with a pleasing disposition. He started talking in a loud voice
towards the ceiling, hoping it had an intercom to security. A voice came back
telling them that the repairman was on the way, but he was at hospital, and
wouldn't be finished for another hour. The security person asked how many people
were in the elevator, Jennie answered "four, can't you see us?" "No ma am, the
camera went out weeks ago, you'll be okay just sit tight". Steve could see the
girls were getting antsy, even though they were acting their best to remain clam
cool and level headed He wondered which one of the three would be the first to
break down and go berserk. The tabloids would have a field day with this
"HOLLYWOOD STARLETS GO BERSERK IN STUCK ELEVATOR". The Alyssa was now visibly,
getting upset, Jennie started pacing the floor like a caged tiger. Sarah looked
down at her shoes, then looking up at Steve, she said "Hi , my names Sarah
Geller, I play Buffy the Vampire Slayer on TV". "I know he replied, I watch it
sometimes, it's quite good, matter of fact I have watched each of your shows at
one time or another." " My names Steve Colt, I'm a consultant, Janes magazine".
The girls seemed suitably impressed, even if they'd never heard of it, at least
he wasn't a creepy fellow.

Jennie and Alyssa stepped closer to the other two, hoping a conversation
with an interesting stranger would calm their nerves. Suddenly, the lights went
out, all the girls screamed at once and threw their arms around Steve, he
staggered a bit and regained his footing. In the darkness he could feel their
hearts pounding against his chest, smell the subtle aroma of their scents, they
trembled with anxiety. After a couple of seconds, which seemed like minutes, the
emergency lights snapped on. The lights cast a soft glow over the four, much
like that of a table lamp. Sarah shouted up at the intercom, but got no
response, now they were really on their own. Steve looked around, Alyssa was in
front of him, her head pressed firmly against his chest, her arms locked around
his waist. Jennie was on his right side, with her arms around his neck, her eyes
shut tightly softly whispering a prayer, Sarah was on his left side, her eyes
open looking at the ceiling, her arms encircled Steve's chest, enclosing
Alyssa's head. Now even he was getting worried, this was going to be a long
night.

Slowly Alyssa turned her head looking into his eyes, a smile grew across
her youthful face. Steve tried to suppress his emotions, but even he knew it was
too late. Alyssa giggled, the other two looked at her puzzled, she stepped back
a bit glancing down to see a pup tent form in Steve's pant's. Jennie and Sarah
exchanged brief smirks, when they followed Alyssa's gaze to her source of
amusement. That was quite a tent, "Oops, sorry about that! " Alyssa exclaimed,
with a mischievous grin, "It's okay " Steve mumbled turning four shades of red.
Jennie and Sarah politely turned their heads, stifling the sounds of their
laughter. Alyssa sized up the other two girls, then looking at Steve, with an
expression of guilt she said "Can I fix that for you mister ?". By this time
Steve was to stunned to answer, but gave a slight nod. Alyssa lock her eyes on
to his as she gracefully kneeled down, Sarah and Jennie watched Alyssa's
shocking display of bravado.

The young Melrose Place star gripped the tent in his trousers, kneading
the bulge like a piece of soft dough, it came alive responding to her small but
strong fingers. She pushed her face into rubbing it from side to side with her
nose, smelling its ordure. Alyssa looked up again, her face serene and clam, she
reached for his belt, unbuckling it, prying open the button on his pants.
Stretching up she stuck out her tongue and carefully lifted up the zipper till
it was in her teeth, then Alyssa slowly pulled it done all the way. The beast
sprang free, like a well you know. Now it was Alyssa's turn to be stunned,
looking her eye to "eye", was a perfectly formed penis about 9 inches long with
a substantial body to it, talk about biting off more than you can chew. Well too
late to back out now she thought to herself. Jennie was the first to recover
from the shock of what Alyssa had just done. She reached down grabbed Steve's
cock gently in her left hand and began massaging it up and down. Steve slumped
against the back wall of the elevator, was this getting lucky or what.

Both Jennie and Sarah were looking down at Alyssa, with challenging
stares, as if to say "what's a matter little girl too much salami for you?" Well
she'd show them "Who was the Boss". Alyssa wrapped her small dainty hand around
the upper part massive organ, while Jennie's hand still pumped the lower half.
Sarah now reached down with her right hand, and cupped his testicles, cradling
them in the palm of her hand. Steve closed his eyes, enjoying the triple
delights. Alyssa began stroking his cock , feeling the blood pulsing along the
veins, she firmed her grip bringing it closer to her face rubbing her thumb
across the tip of it's head, she brought it under her nose and inhailed it's
pungent odor. A droplet of pre cum formed at the slit of the pee hole, Alyssa
looked up into Steve's face, and deftly licked it off with just the tip of her
tongue, then she gracefully smeared it along the length of her upper lip. This
made Steve shudder. Alyssa proceeded to kiss his penis head once, twice, pushing
her carefully painted lips tightly over the head sucking it into her mouth,
where her tongue playfully caressed it's smooth dome, sending erotic signals of
pleasure to Steve's brain. While moistening the head of Steve's penis with her
saliva, Alyssa lips reached for more cock pulling the first 3 inches into her
mouth, her cheek began to bulge out as the organ moved in and out of her warm
wet mouth, "mmmmmghhh" Alyssa's teeth slightly grating against it's skin, her
soft tongue stretching out along the length of his now rock solid manhood.

Jennie turned Steve's face towards hers, he opened his eyes seeing a
vision of pure beauty. She gave him a light kiss, then pressed harder forcing
his lips apart opening Steve's mouth with hers. Jennie pushed her tongue through
his lips, licking his teeth. Steve open his mouth receiving Jennies probing
tongue as it searched his oral cavity, she licked his cheeks, spared with his
own tongue sucking it back into her mouth pulling it through her teeth, tasting
his saliva. The two became one each trying to poke and pull the others tongue,
sucking air from on another's lungs, sealing their lips to form a perfect bond.
Steve reached round Jennie and Sarah with both arms taking their breasts in his
hands, gently squeezing each one feeling its size beneath their expensive
dresses. Each girl removed her hand form his groin, and reached up to pull down
the shoulder strap of her dress, just enough to let him push his hand right
inside her bra cup. Steve could feel their already hardening nipples, Jennies
was small and pointed like pencil erasers, while Sarah's was more rounded and
bit fuller. As he was still French kissing Jennie, Sarah leaned closer and
started to lick his left ear, lightly circling the outside tasting the lobe,
pulling it with her teeth. She whispered softly in to his ear "After that little
cock sucking slut swallows your cum, I'll make your cock feel right at home in
my nice warm tight pussy." Grabbing Steve's chin Sarah turned his face to her
side, kissing his open mouth stroking his teeth, brushing along his tongue. He
inhaled in her breath sucking Sarah's full luscious lips into his mouth,
"mmmmmgh, Jennie's lipstick tastes delicious". Alyssa now had her tongue 4
inches along Steve's dick glanced up accusingly at Sarah .

Alyssa now had both her small hands working up and down Steve's 9 inch
monster, with 4 inches deep in her sopping wet mouth , her saliva dripped down
her chin. Jennie and Sarah looked down at Alyssa, it seemed like 5 inches of
tube stake was all the poor girl could handle after all. Jennie gave Sarah a sly
smile. Both girls each put a hand at the back of Alyssa's head, she looked up at
them questioningly. They firmly slowly began to push Alyssa's head forward,
Mmmmmmmfgh, Agggggggh!, another couple inches of penis pole disappeared between
Alyssa's stretched lips. Steve could feel Alyssa struggling for air, the head of
his cock pressing into the back of her mouth, trying to fit into the tunnel to
her throat. Jennie knelt down beside Alyssa, placing her other hand on Alyssa's
throat, massaging it "Just relax try not to panic, time your breathing, and
don't forget to swallow, it'll fit". Jennie leaned forward sticking out her
tongue licking at the exposed shaft, lubricating it in preparation for Alyssa's
throat. Sarah bent over doing the same for the other side. Steve took the
opportunity to remove his hand from Sarah's breast, and slid it up her right
thigh under her dress. Alyssa became more visibly settled, she concentrated on
the task at hand. Steadily calmly, her throat muscles relax Alyssa worked the
entire 9 inches of cock down her slim delicate throat. "Congratulations, knew
you could do it " Sarah commented. "Way to go girl, Iknew you could deep
throat!" Jennie whispered kissing Alyssa on her bulging cheek.

This was about all Steve could take, Alyssa was now working all 9 inches
of cock in, and out of her mouth down her throat, kissing the base his cock each
time, which by now had a bright red ring around it. Steve felt his balls tighten
as, the famous teen starlet took his entire length back in swirling her tongue
around it as she went sucking at the head with her lips. Looking into her dark
seductive eyes, her overly stretched lips encircling his huge cock, framed by
Alyssa's beautifully petite features. Steve almost got out "Alyssa I'm
aaaaaahbbout ttooo cuuuu... Arrrrrrgh" powerful pulsing jet of sperm shot out of
his penis, Alyssa's eyes widened in superise, she pulled back managing to keep
the head of Steve's bobbing dick in her mouth. She tried to hold his seed in her
mouth but it filled with the first blast, at moment of hesitation flashed in her
eyes, as Alyssa realized she'd have to swallow this strangers cum, or risk
spilling it on her couture suit. Like an obedient little kitten, Alyssa
swallowed her first mouth full of semen. Not knowing how much sperm she could
take, Alyssa eyes looked pleadingly at Jennie for help. For all the blow jobs
she was famous for giving around Hollywood, even at the age of 11, when she got
her first starring role in"Who's the Boss", Alyssa Milano had never, ever
swallowed before, or Deep Throated, as most directors, producers, and managers,
only had 3 inch dicks. All they ever wanted to do was blow their sticky load all
over her face, which was okay with her mom as long as little Alyssa got the
role.

Sarah and Jennie looked on as Alyssa swallowed her first load of sweet
salty sticky cum, Mmmmuuuugh! Jennie took pity on Alyssa and grabbed a hold of
Steve's cock, grabbing it tightly urging Alyssa to release it from her tried
mouth. Steve grimaced in pain as pressure built up, like a plugged up fire hose,
he looked down at Jennies baby blue eyes pleadingly. She smiled at him adorably.
Kissed the tip of his purple knob and took his bulging penis into her clean,
sperm free mouth, with her lips firmly locked around his pecker head Jennie
Garth, high class socialite, played her tongue around the tip of his raging
cock, and released her iron grip. The flood gates opened up, Steve's second load
of sperm shot out, and into Jennies waiting mouth right down her white delicate
throat. Jennie grabbed him by the hips taking the first 2 inches of meat into
her mouth, licking the cum from the end of his cock, sweeping it around the
insides of her mouth. Steve responded, grabbing Jennie by the back of her head
and sliding the rest of his cock into her oral opening, "Aaaaaaah" to his
surprise in went in almost effortlessly. He felt it nudge the entrance to her
throat briefly, her gag reflex kicked in Jennie quickly adjusted, and deep
throated all 9 inches. When her mouth got to the base of his dick, she added her
lipstick to Alyssa's ring of red, her nose nuzzled against his pelvis. Then
third load of cum went down Jennie's throat, his cock twitched against the side
of her throat as it constricted to accept his life gift into her stomach.

Sarah lifted Alyssa up on her feet, "let me have a taste of that " she
said licking some cum which somehow leaked out the side of Alyssa's mouth. Sarah
pressed her lips on Alyssa's, grabbing her by the hips, Alyssa responded
passionately, letting Sarah pull her in, Alyssa wrapped herself around Sarah,
her hands groping the Slayers ass, pressing her right thigh into Sarah's
gyrating pelvis. Sarah's leg was humped by Alyssa's pussy, while her own cunt
was trapped, between Steve's stroking hand, and Alyssa's rubbing thigh. "
Oooooohhhhh!! that feels so Fuucking Gooood", Alyssa shut her up by inserting
her cum coated tongue between her lips. Sarah tongue fought Alyssa's for
dominance, but the caressing hands slew her confidence and she submitted to
Alyssa's will. Sarah slid her hands on to Alyssa's buttocks, massaging slowly
pulling up her skirt, inching it higher up her trim smooth thighs. Alyssa did
likewise to Sarah, carefully gently each girl lifted the others skirt up till
they were standing arm in arm, with their designer dresses bunched around their
hips. Both stole downward glimpses, checking out the others panties, Alyssa's
were bright white hi cut plain cotton, while Sarah's were sexier black thong
style satin panties. Both wore black stockings trimmed with a wide band of lace,
held up by garter belts. They pulled down each others panties, and tossed them
in the corner.

As Jennie licked the last sperm from Steve's penis, he pulled her up off
her knees, and kissed her lightly on the cheek. She nodded over to where Alyssa
was locked in a passionate lovers embrace with the vampire slayer. Both girls
were now totally involved with each other, their fingers probing one another's
pussies, caressing their buttocks. Alyssa pushed Sarah down on her knees,
spreading her legs apart, she guided Sarah's face to her moist pussy. Sarah
resisted, at 20 years old her sexual experiences had really been limited, and
she had never gone down on a girl before. Alyssa gave her a reassuring look,
Sarah stuck her tongue tenativly giving Alyssa's clitoris a lick. Alyssa pulled
her in closer Sarah opened her mouth wider, sinking her tongue, between Alyssa's
cunt lips, sucking the inside folds of her partners labia. Sarah sniffed in the
smell of Alyssa's musky hole, drinking in her cuntal juices, feeling them
smearing on her cheeks. Alyssa rubbed her pussy over Sarah's face, feeling the
probing lips and tongue kissing her most intimate private areas,
"mmmmmmmmhhhhh!, God girl can you eat pussy!!!"

Jennie gave Steve a look, with her best Daddy's Little Girl eyes, she
reached down gathering her dress up over her hips, revealing her scarlet red 4
inch stiletto heels, long slim legs encased in shear tan stockings, held in
place by a red garter belt, with matching scarlet lace panties. " Steve?" she
asked teasingly "could you please eat my pussy?" He knelt down, pulled her legs
apart pushing Jennies right on to the railing so that her thighs were are right
angles. She braced herself against the wall, stretching her tiny panties to the
side, Steve nosed his way into her cunt, sniffing her scent, parting her cunt
lips with his mouth, sending his tongue in lapping at her inner walls. His
strong hands gripped her buttocks pulling her tender girlish vagina, into his
face. Jennie tilted her head back in ecstasy, ramming her pelvis at his mouth.
Steve found her clit, sucking on it with drive, her vulva enlarged growing an
inch, Steve's tongue wiggled it within her folds. Jennie tensed pulling his face
in suffocating him, she came shooting her wet sticky fluids into Steve's sucking
mouth. "Ooooooooooaaaaaaah .....gaaaawdddd!" He drank selfishly cleaning her
pussy, licking her through her venus mound along her fine blond hairs. By this
time Alyssa had just released Sarah from her cunt, pulling the slayer to her
feet, Alyssa straightened her dress back down, and cleaned off Sarah's face with
her tongue. Steve put Jennies leg down, pulling her gown back into place, she
wrapped her arms around his neck , and with great care licked her cum off his
face with the tip of her tongue, finishing with a deep French kiss, sucking his
tongue back into her mouth, and giving it head. " Thanks I haven't had an orgasm
like that in quite a while" Steve smiled reassuringly at Alyssa and Sarah, both
girls wrapped their arms around him again, he looked down in to Alyssa's dark
sparkling eyes, "There now didn't I say you would be okay", she smiled back up
at him.

Sarah was about to reply when the lights flickered to life. A voice came
from the ceiling "Hello? Are you all okay in there? Sorry about the lights, a
transformer blew in the basement. We should have you out of there in about 5
minutes, the repairman well send the elevator straight to the lobby" The girls
scrambled to fix their hair, lipstick, and clean their faces best as possible.
Steve tided his clothes, as the elevator jolted downwards.

Jennie looked at him glowing with radiance, then she let out a stifled cry
"Ahh". The other two girls turned from the mirror looking at where Jennie was
staring. It was back and bigger than ever, "Damn it Steve, can't you do
something about that?" she said in a hushed voice. His pecker was not only hard
but it looked like it was trying to beat it's way out of his pants. "Oh god
muttered Alyssa, if this gets in the papers, and those nerdy perverts, who put
disgusting fake pictures of me on the internet get a hold of this, I'll never
live it down . The elevator passed the 16th floor, Sarah rolled her eyes and
squatted down and pulled open his fly, "Buffy to the rescue". Sarah brought
Steve's waving wand under control and began stroking it like a woman possessed.
She slipped her mouth over the head licking the crown, wetting it with her spit,
she jacked his rod faster. Her other hand groped his testicles, trying to coax
the semen from his balls. Steve watched Sarah Michelle, suck his love stick,
squatting down before him, her gorgeous thighs spread wide apart, Sarah's skirt
was pushed up close to her hips giving him a partial glimpse of her well trimmed
snatch. The 10th floor when by, Sarah stopped momentarily, "If you don't cum by
the 4th floor , I'll bite this thing off and shove it in my purse" Sarah resumed
her task filling her mouth with his member. Jennie and Alyssa watched the floors
pass by, 8...,6..., they saw their careers pass by. Alyssa tore open the snaps
of her grey suit dress, revealing a white lace push up bra encasing a pair of
sensual breasts. She pulled aside the bra part of her slip, and undid the front
of her bra showing off her fabulously expensive tits, giving an Oscar winning
FUCK ME! expression. This did it for Steve, his sperm shot into Sarah's empty
mouth, she started swallowing, more and more cum blasted into her mouth poring
down her throat, filling her stomach, "Slurrrp, Guuulp, Suuuckk!" 4th floor went
by. She pulled his cock out prematurely, the last spurt of semen, hit Sarah
Michelle across the bridge of her nose and right cheek. She shoved his prick
back into his trousers yanking up his zipper quickly and forcefully. The 2nd
floor wizzd by, Jennie helped Sarah to feet and cautiously licked the jizz off
the younger girls face. Alyssa quickly refastened her bra, dress, brushing the
material smooth. The girls gave each other one last look over, the lobby light
sounded "Ding !" the doors opened. It had been 45 minutes since they had gotten
on.

Steve stepped back from the girls to the rear of the elevator, outside the
hotel Assistant Manager was there surrounded by a small group of patron's,
looking at them aghast. "Madam's I had no idea it was you trapped in our lift,
I'm very sorry please accept our most profound apologies!" the Assistant Manager
humbly pleaded. Jennie looked at her watch, they had been in there for almost an
hour, if they had green lights all the way they could still make the Emmy's,
being only fashionably late. She walked past the sniffling employee remarking
how she intended to lodge a complaint in the morning. Alyssa and Sarah just gave
him icy cold stares as the brushed past him. Steve moved forward to exit the
elevator, when he spied two pieces of cloth bundled in the corner. He stop to
fix his shoelace swiftly he swooped them up and pocketed the items. Upon leaving
the elevator he when in the opposite direction of the girls. As they headed for
the front doors Steve went in the towards a hotel bar. He walked over to a
column and turned around nonchalantly. Jennie several steps ahead of the other
two was almost to the door, suddenly Alyssa and Sarah slowed their pace and
looked down, then at each other in horror. They glance back towards the
elevator, half turning in their tracks, they saw Steve standing down the lobby,
he gave a slight nod patting his pocket, both girls gave a small sigh, smiled,
and took of to the waiting limousine. Steve went into the bar, and ordered a
double scotch.

The rest of the evening was a great success to all the girls, Jennie Garth
wan for Best Actress in a Drama Series, Alyssa Milano, received an Emmy for Best
Supporting Actress in a Drama, and Sarah Michelle Geller won for Best Actress in
an Action Series. Alyssa was also give an Emmy for Best Oral Presentation, in
something or other, Sarah smiled knowingly. Unfortunately going up to receive
her second award, Alyssa ran up the steps rather excitedly, and the camera
jockey crouched at the bottom, got an accidental up skirt shot as she happily
jumped up the steps. About 60 million viewers got a split second glimpse of her
tight round bare ass and neatly trimmed beaver, and within 24 hrs. the picture
was down loaded to the web.


Showtime
Part 2
(f mast, m/f nc, slight bond, ff/m oral)
By Anonymous



When the award ceremony ended, the celebrities headed out to paint the
town red. The group Alyssa, Jennie, and Sarah were with went over to Planet
Hollywood. Most of the crowd consisted of the cast and crew members, of all
three shows, other stars including a liberal sprinkling of studio execs.,
musicians, and the never ending crowd of hangers on. After about an hour Alyssa
complained of a migraine headache, and excused herself, telling Sarah and Jennie
she'd send the limousine back for them. She made her way through the crowd
accepting a few polite congratulations, and fending off more than one
aggressively polite attempt by various men, and one women to escort her back to
her hotel suite. Alyssa got into the limousine, and stretched out in the back to
make a phone call. The driver kept leering at her in the rear view mirror.
Alyssa was talking on the phone, her left leg bent, foot planted on the edge of
the seat, with her elbow resting on her knee. The driver had a clear free view
of her not so hidden treasure. She glanced up suddenly, catching the perverts
gaze. Alyssa slapped the switch raising the privacy barrier flipping him the
finger. The operator put Alyssa through to the room but there was no answer.
Arriving at the hotel it was just after 11pm, the lobby was practically empty.
She found a house phone and called the front desk to find out what room a Mr. S.
Colt was in, the clerk told her room number 1825. She went up to her room on the
20th floor and got a sheet of paper from the desk. Alyssa kicked off her grey
Italian pumps, walked over to the bar and poured herself a glass of white wine.
Taking it back to the desk she sat down took out a piece of stationary and
thought for a moment.

She began to write.

Dear Steve

I would like to thank you for your compassion and comfort during our
trauma earlier on today. Your gentle concern was both calming and made me feel a
warmth and security I have not felt in years. I would like to see you again
tonight if possible.

Sincerely,

A. M.

Alyssa folded the note, placing it in an envelope with an extra room key.
She drank the wine, looking out the penthouse window at the city skyline. She
tried to call his room one last time but again there was no answer. She left her
suite skipped down the two flights of stairs, and went to Steve's room, checking
to make sure the hallway was empty she quickly slid the envelope under his door,
and went back upstairs.

Getting back to her own suite she closed the door leaning against it
Alyssa could feel her heart beating rapidly. She kicking off her shoes in the
hallway, and began undress. Unbuttoning her grey dress suit, she threw it over
the back of the couch, walking over the bar in just her slip, bra and stockings
Alyssa poured herself another glass of wine. She sauntered towards the bedroom,
shrugging out of her slip letting it drop to the floor outside the door. Just
inside the bedroom she undid her white lace, half-cup push up bra leaving it
dangling on the doorknob. Alyssa took a sipped her wine. Gently rubbed her
breasts, moving them in circular motions touching her nipples with the tips of
her fingers, she unclasped her nylons, slowly rolling them down each smooth,
slender alabaster white leg at a time, and slipped off her garter belt.
Absentmindedly she reached down to remove her panties, only then Alyssa stopped
and grinned to herself, remembering where they where. Her left hand moved
between her legs cupping her slightly moist cunt, Alyssa grasped her mons firmly
massaging her cunt lips with her fingers, taking another gulp of wine she pushed
her palm down on her venus mound. "Mmmmmmmmh.. oh ooh.... " Alyssa slowly
inserted her index finger into her vagina, closing her eyes she pushed slightly
her finger probing coming to rest on her unbroken hymen, Alyssa smiled to
herself, and withdrew her finger bringing it to her lips sucking it tasting her
own juice. Finishing her wine, she put on her silvery blue Japanese silk robe,
cinching the belt around her waist, and headed for the bathroom.

As she came out of the bedroom there was a knock at the door. Alyssa put
the empty wineglass on the coffee table, looking at the clock she saw it was
just after 12 P.M. Going to the door Alyssa stood on her tip toes to look
through the peep hole, all she could see was a big bouquet, of beautiful long
stemmed red roses. But it didn't look like anyone she knew behind them "Who is
it?" she asked. "FTP ma'am flower delivery" They must be from someone
congratulating her on her Emmy's. She opened the door, to see a young, tall
black man, he gave her a wide beaming smile she relaxed. "Just put them on the
table please, I'll get my purse." The man entered the suite quickly glancing
about the room, "I thought you'd still be out partying" he inquired putting the
flowers in a vase. "No Alyssa replied, I had a headache and came back early".
She handed him a ten dollar bill "Thanks " he said noticing the single empty
glass on the table. He turned to leave Alyssa followed him to the door
"Goodnight". "Yea it will be" he said, he opened the door a bit smiling at her,
then closed it again, turning the lock on the door knob. Alyssa looked up at him
"ww-what are you doing " she stammered. "Whatever I want, you stuck up snotty
little white bitch!" he sneered. Panic and terror formed on Alyssa's sweet young
face, she made a dash for the phone, the man ran after her , pushing her hard on
the back, Alyssa went sprawling on the carpet. Approaching the scared girl she
opened her mouth to scream, as she rolled over on to her back he gave her a
swift kick in her side knocking the wind out her. Alyssa couldn't scream, she
just groaned in pain as his shoe connected with her in the ribs. He smiled as
her robe had fallen aside showing off her supple white legs, almost all the way
to her pussy. "What do you want? Alyssa cried , I have money" "I ain't
interested in no Fuckin money Bitch!" A look of disbelief came across her face,
this wasn't something that could happen to her, surely not, she wasn't some bar
slut or high school girl. "Nooooo... Please, she pleaded Not That! you Can't!"
The stranger grinned "Can and will bitch!" giving her another kick, lifting her
small body off the floor, sending her slamming against the wall with a thud.
"Uuuuoohf!!" Walking over to where she lay, he picked her up, holding her by the
upper arms tightly he slammed Alyssa against the wall. Her eyes blinked as
Alyssa lost focus for a moment, the wine was beginning to affect her. He kissed
her on the lips, twisting her head in a futile gesture of resistance, she felt
his tongue invader her mouth. Alyssa tried to hold her mouth closed but he
grabbed her lower jaw squeezing hard forcing her mouth open. Did she ever taste
sweet he thought, man was he going to enjoy raping her little twat. Bet she
never had no big black cock in her tight high class Beverly Hills cunt, he was
gonna fuck her up good, and wide. But first he was gonna get one of them
Hollywood blowjobs he'd heard about. Holding Alyssa against the wall, he groped
at her breasts, yanking her robe open, his hand snaked down over her flat
girlish stomach, coming to rest on her small furry slit. She tried to move her
body away from his exploring hand, he tightened his grasp around her neck. He
curiously pushed the tip of his index finger into Alyssa, she squirmed "N-N-NO
DON'T, PLEEEEEASE!" "Shut your Fucking mouth Bitch!" his finger wormed it's way
in to her narrow slit coming to rest upon discovering her cherry. "Shit man,
this is gonna be better than I dreamed, didn't know you was still a virgin". She
flinched at the mention of her chastity, which she had fought so hard to
protect, at the cost of many boyfriends, who thought she was just being a frigid
snotty stuck up tease. He wiggled the tip of his finger around pawing her mons
and lips with the rest of his hand. Alyssa tried to wiggle her pelvis away from
the mans hand, he grabbed harder, she let out a low cry, biting her lower lip.

Withdrawing his finger, he pulled off her belt tying her hands together in
front of her, leaving enough of the belt to use as a lead. As he finished tying
the knot, Alyssa attempted to knee him in the groin, he saw it coming and
blocked move with his hip. "None of that shit now cunt!" he punched her in the
face, she collapsed in a heap. Picking her up, he carried her to the bedroom
laying her unconscious body on the bed he tied the other end of the belt to the
headboard. During the struggle Alyssa's robe had come off one shoulder the left
side of her body was revealed to the assailant. He drank in the view of her
luscious form, pulling aside the right half of Alyssa's robe, he pawed at her
beasts, fondling them in his large hands. He stopped to unzip his pants removing
his thick black penis. Quickly straddling her fragile form, presenting his thick
5 inches to Alyssa's face. She started to awake, she startled at the sight of
the delivery boy sitting over her chest, his cock sticking out of his pants an
inch away from her face. She tried to twist him off of her but he used his
weight to pin her to the bed. Pulling her arms caused the knot to tighten around
her wrists. "No use struggling slut, now you lie there like a good little
Hollywood whore, and have a suck on my nice big cock, and if I feel any teeth
I'll beat you pretty little face so bad you'll never make another film again."
Realizing her situation was hopeless, Alyssa thought maybe she could get him to
cum with her mouth before he could take her virginity. After one of her "I'm the
Boss Special Episodes" most men couldn't get it up again for a couple of hours.
A tiny trickle formed in her eyes, she started to cry.

Closing her eyes Alyssa leaned forward, and took her rapist's cock head in
her mouth, it was difficult she had no saliva. "Open them eyes bitch!I want to
see the look on your face" She reluctantly opened her eyes trying not to glare
at her him. He looked down relished the site of Alyssa Milano's young gorgeous
full breasts, the star of Melrose Place taking his hardening prick between her
stretched lips, looking at her perfectly powdered million dollar face, he began
to move it in and out "Ohhhhh....Man are you good at this sweetie, I guess all
those stories I heard must be true Huh? Babe, you must be a really high paid
whore."

By now Alyssa's eye's were so flooded with tears she couldn't see a thing,
but she kept on sucking, letting her tongue glide along the underside of this
monster sex organ. She was just able to stretch her mouth around the 2 inch
diameter cock, it was so thick her jaw ached. Her mouth was now fully filled by
5 inches of black cock meat, the head of her rapist's penis pushed open her
throat, she gagged fighting for air, trying to remain calm and relax her throat.
The assailant felt his cock head enter the tightness of her throat, he grabbed
the back of Alyssa's head shoving it into his pelvis holding it there smothering
his victims cries for mercy. She felt his penis brutally rammed down her throat,
Alyssa's nose smacked against his pelvic bone, it didn't break but it started to
bleed, making it even more difficult for her to breath. The intruder couldn't
hold back anymore, he's cock jerked in her mouth as his cum erupted into
Alyssa's throat, "Uuuuuuuugh!" She choked back the sticky bitter goo, he pulled
back a bit, Alyssa took the second batch in her mouth swallowing it quickly for
fear of choking. As he let her head drop back onto the pillow, his organ left he
mouth, some residual drops spat across Alyssa's lovely face dripping on to her
lips. She began to sob uncontrollably, her mascara running down her cheeks, what
had she done to deserve this. He shook his dick, a few droplets spewed off the
end landing in his victim's hair, and neck. Alyssa closed her eyes, sobbing
quietly. He wiped the tip on her lips, and the corner of her mouth.

The man got off her his cock now limply hanging like a dead snake. "Damn
that was Good!" He sat on the bed letting his eyes travel down her slight body,
coming to rest on her feminine charms. He got off her chest, Alyssa breathed in
deeply, sobbing between breaths. The tormentor moved her thighs apart, putting
his knees between her legs. Alyssa pressed her thighs together but he was too
strong. Taking his member in hand, he began jerking himself bringing his cock to
another salute. Alyssa watched his organ became rigid again, how could he do
that? She couldn't take that in her virgin pussy. She searched his face for a
sign of humanity, but saw only lust and perversion. He rubbed the tip of his
enlarged steel hard dick, at the slit of Alyssa's pussy, using her own saliva to
moisten it. He pressed it forward testing the resistance. She felt him pushing
at the entrance of her untouched flower. "Pleeease I'm Begging you DON'T DO
THIS!!" Alyssa pleaded, "You'll Rip Me Apart, I Can't Take You, it's to Big!" He
pressed forward "Uuuughh!" the labia lips parted under the pressure. Alyssa
screamed, "AAAAAAAAAARRRRRGH!" He slapped her cross the mouth "Thought I told
you to SHUT THE FUCK UP TRAMP!" In a suite this size, at this time of the night
there was little chance in anyone hearing, but he enjoyed the domination. A
trickle of blood dripped out of Alyssa's mouth and ran down her cheek. Her head
was filled with pain, Alyssa felt the tip his penis now fully between her
tightly stretched cunt lips, just waiting to rip through the thin tissue like
membrane of her delicate hymen, Alyssa's preciously guarded maidenhead would be
lost forever. Of all the ways she dreamed she might give her virginity away one
day to a special man, Alyssa had never once imagined it would be taken by brute
force. The rapist was preparing for to ram his way through her cherry. Shit was
she ever tight, but a few good thrusts and she'd loosen up real nice. "Okay
slut, any last words before I make you a women?" Alyssa turned her head and
cried into the pillow. He pushed himself up for more leverage as he prepared to
thrust into her unused pure virgin cunt.

Alyssa bracing herself for the tremendous pain suddenly felt crushed under
the weight of her attacker. Before she could react his body rolled off her his
hard penis was yanked from her tender pussy, which immediately snapped shut like
a beaver trap. Opening her eyes she saw him lying beside her seemingly a sleep.
Turning her head to look up Alyssa saw a blurred figure though the tears, "Are
you okay Alyssa?" She recognized the voice it was Steve, " Oh Thank God Steve...
he was delivering flowers he ..he attacked me...oh God he was about to rape
me...." she cried tearfully. Steve dropped the ash tray, and rolled the body off
the side of the bed. Sitting down to untie Alyssa. "Don't worry you'll be just
fine soon" he said, hoping to sound reassuring. He untied the belt from the
headboard, Alyssa sat up putting her arms around him tucking her head into his
shoulder. She was shaking badly, Steve remove his jacket hugging it around her
shoulders. He held her head stroking her hair listening to her sob. "Are you
hurt badly?" he asked, Alyssa tried to clear her mind "No...no.oo I don't think
so."

Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door, Steve carefully detached
himself from Alyssa she hung on. "You'll be okay, I'll get rid of whoever it is,
and don't worry about him, he won't be waking up anytime soon." Steve went to
the door checking through the spy hole he saw Jennie Garth and Sara-Michelle
Geller, the two other actresses he had been in the elevator earlier tonight
with. There was a third women with them, he couldn't quite see her whole face,
but she had shoulder length blonde hair, stood about 5'5", dressed in a silvery
white gown made of some semi metallic fabric, with a deep v-neck, and thin
straps. Hey ! it was Heather Locklear! He hesitated a moment then concluding
that Alyssa would need the help of another women, he opened the door. The girls
looked dumb struck as they saw Steve open the door to Alyssa's suite. "Ohh! Hi
it's you, we're sorry Jennie said smiling didn't mean to interrupt anything, we
Alyssa said she wasn't feeling well, when she left early so....." She stopped
talking, sensing from Steve's expression something was wrong, he waved them
inside. Sarah noticed the blood on his shirt, and caught Jennies eye "Where's
Alyssa?" she asked . "She's in the bedroom, but there's been some trouble..." he
replied Jennie took off heading for the bedroom with Sarah, on her heels. Steve
went to the bathroom to get a wet face cloth and a towel, going by the bar he
grabbed the some ice. Heather followed cautiously, behind.

Jennie got to the doorway and stopped in her tracks. Sarah came up bumping
into Jennie, as she stopped abruptly. "Oh My God, Alyssa." Sitting nude on the
side of the bed, Alyssa's wrists were still tied together, she was bent forward
crying into her hands. She raised her head upon hearing a gasp from the bedroom
door. Alyssa's left eye was swollen and purple, her nose was bloody, a line of
blood extended from the corner of her mouth, her face and hair were caked with
spots of crusted dried seamen. "What did he do to you?!!" Sarah turn around and
kicked Steve in the groin as he approached, "YOU BASTARD! how could you do that
to her, what kind of a sick pervert are you?" Steve was in too much discomfort
to answer, as he rolled around on the floor. "NO!" Alyssa yelled "It wasn't
Steve, he saved me, from him, she said motioning to the other side of the room.
Jennie walked around the king size bed and saw the prostrate form of Alyssa's
rapist on the floor face down beside the bed. " Oh god is he dead?" Steve got to
his knees "No just out cold" Sarah helped Steve get up " Errr... sorry about
that, I just assumed...." "It's okay " Steve replied picking up the towels and
ice. "Nice kick you have Sarah, glad I'm not a vampire."

Heather came in putting a hand over her mouth, she saw her co-stars
condition. She brushed past the others, and threw her arms around shaking girl
Alyssa rested her head on Heather's bare shoulder. Jennie sat down on the other
side of Alyssa, took the face cloth wiping her face, Sarah untied her hands and
picked up the ice rubbing it around her eye. Alyssa began to regain her self
control, and told them all what had happened that evening, occasionally braking
down into tears. Sarah wanted to call doctor and the police, but Alyssa
adamantly refused both, fearing a news leak would hurt her career. Steve checked
the unconscious man, searching his pockets, he found a hypo needle, and a large
packet of white powder.

Jennie, and Heather, helped Alyssa into the bathroom where they checked
her over and ran a hot bath, the bruises on Alyssa's arms and sides horrified
them but at least she had no broken ribs. Once in the bath Alyssa began to calm
down, the shock of the attack began to subside, Sarah came in and gave her a
small glass of vodka. For the first time Alyssa looked down between her legs,
she was relieved to see no blood, even though it still hurt like hell. She asked
Sarah to check her vagina, see if her hymen was damaged. Sarah coated her finger
with petroleum jelly, and knelt by the bathtub. Alyssa spread her legs, as wide
as she could wincing at the soreness, Jennie reached over and steadied her by
the shoulders. Heather helped Alyssa keep her legs apart, holding her at the
knees. Then very gently with on hand she opened up Alyssa's labia lips, and
inserted the tip of her finger. Alyssa's body stiffened with agony, "Uuuuuugh!"
Sarah quickly withdrew, her finger. Alyssa nodded her head for Sarah to try
again, this time she groaned as her friends first digit entered inside her.
Sarah stopped, Alyssa told her to continue, more of her finger went in until
Sarah felt, Alyssa's elastic wall. She lightly prodded feeling it push her
finger away, then carefully she swept around the surface and lining of the
walls, feeling for rips and holes. Sarah removed her finger holding it up for
Alyssa to see, there was a tinge of red to it but no real amount of blood.
Alyssa was immensely relieved, her valued virginity was still hers, she gave a
slight smile for small mercies. Heather closed Alyssa's legs and pushed her
knees back under the hot water. Jennie hugged her friend's shoulders giving her
a peck on the forehead "You'll be just fine Scrapper."

Meanwhile back in the bedroom, Steve stood over Alyssa's attacker, a
deadly plan formed in his mind. Before leaving he gently knocked on the bathroom
door. Jennie told him to come in Heather threw a towel over Alyssa in the bath.
Steve explained his plan, all the girls except Alyssa, objected saying it was
too risky. Alyssa just stared into space. Steve reasoned that since they
couldn't call the cops it was there only choice, if they let him go he'd surely
come back for her or maybe another girl. He also pointed out that since the
assailant hadn't bothered to wear a mask, he probably, meant to kill Alyssa
after he was done with her. Not wanting to upset Alyssa Steve neglected to
mention the other items he recovered from the mans pockets, mainly a Swiss Army
knife, small tube of Vaseline, a lighter, and a few alligator clamps. No doubt
she would have been brutally raped, tortured, and left either dead, or lived
with sever psychological and physical scaring. Steve further surmised that with
the amount of cocaine this guy had, he probably had some kind of police record
for B & E's to support his habit. No, the cops wouldn't look too deep into his
death, even if he showed up full of bullet holes. Finally they agreed, it was
their only real choice.

Finding a spoon, and on the druggie, he liquefied all the cocaine the man
had on him, pouring it into a plastic bag, and putting it in his jacket pocket.
Then went out and got a laundry cart from the floor below, which had been left
in the hall. Coming back to the suite he hoisted the man into the cart and
covered him up. Then it was just a matter of taking the service elevator down to
a sub basement, and shooting him up in the stairwell, being careful not to get
his own finger prints on anything. No one in L.A. would ever think twice about a
two-bit junkie turning up dead from an over dose. Steve stayed to watch the
man's heart stop. Then he got rid off all the other things the man had with him.
He tossed the roses, after checking for any card or receipt, into a dumpster on
another level, being careful to stay out of sight of both people and security
cameras. The knife went down a sewer grate, and the clips were dropped into a
janitors disposal bin. On his way up to the 20th floor he put the cart back
where it belonged. It was 2 A.M. when Steve knocked on the door to Alyssa's
suite Sarah let him in.

Steve flopped down on the couch, breathing a sigh of relief, no one asked
how it went, they didn't need anymore than their consciences could handle. Yet
each girl appeared completely calm, and unfretted, damn they were good
actresses. After a brief discussion they decided to move Alyssa to Jennie and
Sarah's suite down the hall. This way she could sleep better, and the maid could
clean the room in the morning. Sarah and Heather gathered up some of Alyssa's
stuff. .Jennie went her suite and got a blanket , while Steve checked around the
suite for anything that looked suspicious, damaged, or just out of place. When
Jennie returned Sarah helped her up from the chair. Her body ached with pain,
Jennie wrapped Alyssa in the blanket, Steve swooped her up in his arms, Alyssa
let out a small groan and clasped her hands around the back of his neck. Hanging
the "Please make up room" sign on the doorknob, the party left the suite.

On entering the other suite Steve carried Alyssa into the master bedroom.
Depositing her gently on the bed she leaned up and kissed him on the lips,
"Thanks, for being there." Steve smiled bashfully and told her to try and rest.
She looked 12 years old again, in her white cotton pajamas, with little pink
teddy bears all over. The other girls came in with her stuff, dumping it in a
corner. Heather came over to the bed with glass of water and a couple of mild
sedatives. "Here these will help you sleep." Alyssa took the ***** and laid back
on the bed. Jennie unzipped her dress, and kicked Steve out of the room.
Grudgingly he trod out and went into the living room. Sarah had disappeared into
the other bedroom, only Heather was present. Steve took off his jacket and
loosened his tie. The girls had told Heather how they had all met in the stuck
elevator, not mentioning exactly how Steve had calmed their claustrophobia.
Alyssa had told them a story of how she had met Steve in the Lobby later that
night, and had given him a key to come up to her suite later to talk, Steve was
currently living in New York, which was where Alyssa was born.

Heather and Steve sat there eyeing on another, they began to make small
talk, Steve listening in awe to one of TV's most talented stars, Heather trying
to figure out this mystery man, who seemed to have captured to trust and respect
of her friends so quickly. She liked him, and knew he wasn't a phony, God knows
this business was full of them, and you didn't survive this long without
learning to pick them out. Sarah came out dressed in a long red t-shirt, which
ended just above her knees. She sat on the couch next to Heather, who then
excused herself going into the same bedroom Sarah -Michelle just came from. She
and Steve talked about the party, she had attended that night, who was there,
who wasn't etc.

After a minute or so Jennie appeared, her face scrubbed, hair down, Steve
noticed that she had put on a nightshirt, white with 101 Dalmations on it.
Jennie made her way to the bar, asking if the others wanted a drink. Sarah asked
for a warm milk, Steve asked for a brandy. As Jennie brought over the drinks,
she walked past a bright set of track lights. Steve got a momentary glimpse of
her slim silhouette, through her nightshirt. Jennie small perky breasts stood
out firmly, tipped by her small button nipples, her stomach was flat extending
down to a trim pelvic area, backed by a skinny tight ass. She handed Sarah her
drink, then turned to give Steve his, in doing so Jennie leaned over letting the
neckline of her nightshirt bellow out. Steve got quite an eyeful of a lovely
pair of breasts, and was able to see right down to the little tuft of hair
between her legs. Jennie saw where he was gawking, and pulled his chin back up
so he was eye level flicking her finger across his nose. " Behave yourself, you
pervert!" she chided, and handed him his drink. She sat on the couch next to
Sarah, tucking her legs beneath her bum. Sarah was sitting there sipping her
warm milk cross-legged. Needless to say this opened up the bottom of her t-shirt
like a wide mouth bass. Steve could see that she too was without panties, Sarah
still had the slit of a virgin, she couldn't have been to sexually active.
Jennie nudged Sarah, "Sit like a lady dear, not like a slut, you'll have poor
Steve drooling in minute." Sarah crossed her legs pulling t-shirt further down,
giving an apologetic smile.

Heather came out of the bedroom, in one of Jennie's nightshirts, this one
was light blue with yellow stripes. Being bigger breasted than her friend, made
the material snug around Heather's chest, showing off her small well formed
nipples. Heather made a hot coco for her self and joined the others, sitting on
the other end of the couch , that Steve occupied. Since he already knew much
about them, they asked Steve a few questions about himself. He explained he was
from Michigan, two sisters both younger, Lisa 25, Cathy 27, he was 32, parents
dead car accident 1993 , grew up in middle class suburbia. Graduated from West
Point class of 86, spent the next 5 years in the Marines, intelligence branch.
Then 6 years in with US embassies over in Europe. Finally working for "Jane's
Defense" magazine as a military intelligence consultant. The girls were
intrigued, none of them had ever meet a real spy before. Suddenly there was a
loud knock at the door, Steve checked his watch it was 3AM. The girls stopped
talking, Jennie looked at Steve, they got up and went to the door. The person
knocked again only louder, Jennie looked through the peephole. She could see
four longhaired guys in jeans and black cut off t-shirts, she waved Heather over
to the door "it's Richie and the band." Heather opened the door while Steve and
Jennie retreated to the living room.

From what they could hear Richie was pissed, both figuratively and
literally. About Heather leaving the party without him, wanting to be with her
stuck up, BH friends instead of him and the band. Heather and tried to assure
him it wasn't like that. She explained that Alyssa wasn't feeling well, so she
decided to stay with her tonight. Heather had tried to call earlier but couldn't
find him, besides she could spend the night with her pals if he was going club
hopping with the band. Richie pushed past his wife, going into the room "So
let's see whose here, huh?" The guy's tromped in behind Richie leering at
Heather's breasts. As Richie walked in he saw Jennie and Sarah sitting on one
couch, and some guy in suit sitting opposite. Heather caught up with Ritchie
telling him to go home. "Hey girls congrates, on the Emmy's tonight!" He said in
a somewhat slurred voice, the rest of the guys just stood there like giddy
schoolboys leering at Jennie and Sarah-Michelle. "Who's the suit?" Richie asked.
"He's an associate of mine" Jennie responded. "Accountant huh, let's see how
fast you can subtract an get the Fuck out dude." Steve got up "I was just
leaving anyway" Hoping that his departure would make it easier for Heather to
get the band to leave also. Jennie crossed her arms over her chest, and told
Steve to stay put. She was sure Heather could bring Richie to heel, but she
wasn't sure that he would be able, or willing to control his boys if they got
out of hand. The last thing she wanted tonight was to end up as their groupie in
a gangbang. "You an the girls have a drink with us Babe, then we'll go." said
Richie "Yea "The band sounded in, though not quite in harmony. Heather was
fuming mad, she hated it when he called her "Babe." One of the drug rehab poster
boys flopped on the couch next to Sarah, "Hey Buffy, I gotta stake you can sink
your teeth into" he said letting his arm drop around her shoulder. Sarah grabbed
two of his fingers crunching them together, "Yeeeooooo!" the guy howled,
removing the offending limb from around her neck. Another wasted member went
over to Jennie grabbing her ass from behind. "Hi sweet stuff, how's about a
little party to celebrate your Emmy?" Jennie slapped the brute, and backed away.
Steve walked over between them, " I think you guy's should be on you way."
Richie grabbed his wife by the arm, "Come on Babe we're leavin", Heather
struggled, "I'm not going with you, let Go of Me!"

Steve stepped between them and the door, "Hey Dweeb you still here?"
Richie sneered. "The lady said she wasn't leaving" Ritchie smiled at Steve "She
ain't no Lady man, I ain't taken orders from no wimpy flunky like you." Ritchie
took a wild swing at Steve, who neatly sidestepped the hook, grabbing the mans
arm bringing it behind his back spinning Ritchie around. The rock star winced in
pain "Yer hurtin me man let go" Two of the band members got up closing in on
Steve, pushing Richie to the floor he decked the first man with right hook. The
other took a blow to the stomach, both going down like sandbags. The third one
went to get up from the couch, as he did so Sarah tripped him. Heather stepped
closer to Ritchie, and in low voice, that all husbands understand with dredd
"leave right now." Steve released Ritchie, he shrugged his shoulders, "Come on
guys, let's go find a real party." The group left in a huff, Ritchie waved
goodbye as he closed the door, "Later Babes."

Heather turned to Steve, nobody has ever treated Ritchie like that before.
Steve prepared himself for a kind of tongue lashing, he didn't like. Heather's
baby blue eyes softened as she embraced him, that was gutsy, thank you for
standing up for me. Steve let out a sigh of relief. Jennie came over and joined
the hug as did Sarah, "This is getting to be a habit with us," remarked Jennie.
Heather smiled up at Steve, "And I thought there were no more white knights."
After a few moments the group broke up, the girls finished their drinks, while
Steve look in on Alyssa, who was sound a sleep. Steve came out of the bedroom
and picked up his jacket and headed for the door, 'I'll call in the morning to
see how things are, okay." Sarah and Jennie exchange glances, "Er where are you
going Steve? " He looked at Sarah, "Back down stairs to my room." her replied
nonchalantly. "Oh no your not your staying here, I think we'd all sleep better
if you were here" Steve looking at the three sirens, they were unanimous. "Okay"
he agreed "But I have meeting at 10AM." "That's alright "Jennie responded. A
tiny smile crept across Steve's face "Okay so where do I sleep?" he eagerly
inquired. Heather went to a closet, pulling out sheets and a pillow, tossing
them on a couch. Steve's smile crept away. Now it was the girls turn to smile.
They each kissed him goodnight and headed off to bed, Steve got undressed and
settled in on the couch.

Later that morning around 5AM, Heather abruptly awoke and got out of bed
to check on Alyssa, who was sleeping in the other room with Jennie. Silently
going from one room to the other, she saw that both girls were well asleep. On
her way back Heather could see that Steve had kicked the sheets onto the floor.
"Men she muttered. Heather walked over and picked up the bed sheet, about to put
it back she stopped in mid action. Standing up through Steve's boxers was 9
inches of the most gorgeous cockmeat Heather had ever seen. In the dim light of
the morning, she looked at the stiff piece of prime cut. The sheet slipped out
from her grasp, she sank to her knees. She looked towards the bedrooms carefully
listening for any sounds of movement. It would be embarrassing for Steve if the
girls came out in the morning and saw his woody. Heather leaned forward,
shifting her knees apart. Very lightly she kissed the crown of his cock watching
for a reaction she detected none. Heather grew bolder, take the whole head of
his penis in her mouth, licking it with her tongue ever so gracefully, something
learned after years of practice. Steve moaned but didn't wake, he just thrust
his hips up a little, Heather opened her mouth taking the first inch of his cock
into her hot wet cock taster. Gently she wrapped her fingers around his organ,
slowly moving them stoking the length of his penis. Her tongue rubbed itself
against the bare head of Steve's dick. In his sleeping state tilted his pelvis
towards her, Heather sank more of his shaft past her full hungry lips, her
fingers moved quicker, with purpose. She didn't feel any guilt about cheating on
her husband, he always had a string of 17 year old groupies following him
around, and she knew he was probably banging one of them right now.

Sarah awoke looking at the other bed she realized Heather had gotten up.
She closed her eyes again, then heard moaning from the living room. "Mmmmgggh"
Curiosity got the better of her and Sarah climbed out of bed, once at the door
she could clearly see the kneeling form of Heather Locklear, by the couch suck
Steve's manhood, like a 20 dollar whore. Sneaking up on Heather, she lay down
behind her and wriggled her way between Heathers knees. Sarah gazed at Heathers
full inviting labia, inhaling the blonde sluts musky scent. Gently she reached
around and parted Heathers lips, caressing them with her fingers, then raising
her head Sarah flicked her tongue along Heathers slit.

Heather suddenly felt a presence below her, hesitating for a second she
slowed the pace of her sucking. She couldn't figure out if it was Jennie, or
Sarah, the figure beneath her pulled Heather's cunt down on to her face, Heather
felt the tongue working it's way into her crack, poking at her clitoris. She
regained her confidence and continued pulling Steve's cock with her lips.
Steve's body began to roll with Heather's oral ministrations, there was now 6
inches of penis plant in her mouth pushing out her cheeks worming it's way into
the back of Heather's mouth. She gagged a bit then took a deep breath,
swallowing the head of his cock into her throat. Her lips continued to bring the
rest of his meat into her mouth, until her tongue was licking his balls.

Sarah sucked and probed at Heathers pussy, her tongue absorbing the juices
from Heathers inner lips, nibbling at her clit, teasing the small organ making
it erect begging to be kissed. Heather reaching down with one hand, pressing the
back of Sarah's head, pushing her pelvis lower, grinding it along Sarah's eager
lips. Sarah easily inserted one of her fingers inside Heathers soaking slit.
Heather spread her knees further apart rotating her cunt around the exploring
finger. Sarah put her other hand between her own legs, hiking up her nightshirt,
rubbing her mons, sliding a finger tip along her nearly hairless slit, pressing
on her clit. Sarah slipped a second finger into Heather, she heard her partner
let out a low muffled moan, accepting the intruding appendage. Sarah own cunt
relaxed and accepted tow of her fingers for pleasure, She drove them deep within
in her vagina, pushing her body on to it's own hand. The girls moved in unison
as Heather rode Sarah oral treat like a bucking pony to a quivering orgasm,
releasing a jet of cum all over the young girls face and hair. Sarah's body
stiffened as she came with three fingers jammed up her own twat, shaking
slightly from the orgasm. Steve's cock pulsated as semen hosed though it's
narrow opening and gushed into Heather's slutty mouth, spilling down her throat.
She backed off so just the head was tightly ringed by her lips, Heather held the
sperm in her mouth swallowing only as much as necessary. When the penis deflated
Heather carefully pulled her mouth off the limp organ sliding her lips back over
the head closing them over the pee hole, keeping them pursed together. She
unstraddled herself from Sarah's cum coated face, reached down pulling Sarah's
head up, cradling the young girls head in her hands. Focusing into Heather's
soft blue eye's, Sarah whispered, "Save any for me lover?" Heather nodded
slightly. "Then what the fuck are you waiting for?" Sarah asked in a gentle
tone, "Feed me his cum, you cock sucking, cheap whoring tramp!" Heather kissed
her forcefully on the lips. She formed an airtight seal between them, before
Sarah's tongue could force Heather's lips apart, searching for its share of
seamen. As she did so Sarah felt a gush of sperm and saliva cascade into her
empty mouth, superised she pulled back but Heather's grip was firm. Sarah
swallowed the salty milky goo, licking Heather's tongue clean of sperm sucking
it from the inside of her lovers cheeks, while their hands massaged each others
breasts. They heard Steve groan, Heather quickly placed his penis back inside
his shorts, while Sarah dropped the blanket over him. They returned to the
bedroom, sleeping the rest of the night in each others arms. Jennie smiled to
her self, closing the door to her room, which was open just a crack, and climbed
back into bed with Alyssa.