The Harem: Episode 6

"AHHHHHHHH!!!" Sarah screamed. "I'M COMING!!! DONNNNNNNN'T STOPPPPPPPPP!!!"

Alyson was someone who took a great deal of pride in her work so there was no possibility she was going to stop. She had been waiting for so long to break in the other side of this toy and now that it was covered in Sarah's juices, she wanted to make the moment last. Alyson kept a firm grip on the toy, her hand getting a fair degree of the juice that was coming from Sarah's spasming pussy. The pale pink of the very flexible plastic was all sticky with Sarah's cream and all Alyson could think of was getting all of it on the toy and then licking off every drop.

Sarah's firm breasts bounced up and down as she not only felt the dildo thrust into her, but thrust her own body into it. Not content with Alyson fucking her, Sarah made sure to fuck herself while her orgasm zigzagged to every corner of her body like a magic bullet of sexual bliss. Every cell in her body seemed to have a little mini orgasm of her own and Sarah was so busy feeling each wave of pleasure cover her that she didn't even notice as Alyson pulled the dildo out of her and began to lick it clean.

"Mmmm you taste soooooo good Sarah," Alyson smiled happily taking a break from lapping away at her friend's creamy release.

"I'm glad you approve," Sarah panted, her body still shaking from her orgasm. Her hand began to stroke her own pussy. She couldn't believe that she was getting so hot again so quickly after having such a good come, but looking at Alyson run her tongue over the sticky, streaked pink plastic was recharging her batteries at an astounding speed. She loved the way her friend was so open about releasing her inner sexual beast and she knew this wouldn't be the last time they would meet for a little on set nooner. Knowing that the rest of the cast and crew had no idea that she and Alyson were inside the trailer fucking like bunnies made Sarah so hot she couldn't help but touch herself.

Sarah's finger play did not escape Alyson's attention. She smiled while watching Sarah reach down and begin spanking her own pussy, her palm getting wet with her newly generated juices and filling the room with sexy slapping sounds.

"Wow someone's feeling slutty today," Alyson teased. "Do I need to fill you up again?" The way Sarah's face lit up told Alyson that she needn't even have bothered to ask.

"Mmmmmmmmm yesssss!" Sarah gleefully hissed. "I loved feeling that toy in my pussy! Fill me up Aly! I want us to fuck each other!"

"Your wish is my command," Alyson eagerly replied. This was exactly what she had fantasized about this when she had used the magic of mail order to purchase her plastic friend. The fact that Sarah needed absolutely no convincing only made it sweeter to the redhead, her pussy so aroused that a light breeze against her clit could probably get her off.

Alyson moved the dildo away from her mouth and back toward the home it had gotten so comfortable in. She didn't work as much into Sarah's pussy this time because she wanted to make sure there was plenty left over for her own pleasure. The pink dildo hung from Sarah's pussy as Alyson repositioned herself and both girls just had to laugh at how slutty they must have looked right then. Of course looks were irrelevant when something like this felt so good so everything else was forgotten as soon as Alyson opened her legs and slid the other end of the toy into her own pussy.

While working it in, Alyson had to move slowly so not to pull it out of Sarah's slick passage. She was unsuccessful at first, but Sarah certainly didn't mind having to push the toy right back inside herself. The fact that Sarah's arousal was making it hard for the toy to stay in place was far from a bad thing. It was a good thing. A reallllly good thing as far as the two lovers were concerned.

Finally they began to get a steady rhythm going, Alyson pulled Sarah forward allowing a good portion of the toy to disappear into her pussy. Alyson allowed herself to take most of what was left and soon all that separated the two girls from bumping pussies was a mere two inches of plastic. The lust drunk girls then began pulling themselves back and forth, trying to get as much of the toy into their dripping sexes as possible. They moved like this for a few minutes and then Sarah held out her hand for Alyson. The redhead gratefully grasped it and allowed Sarah to pull her forward.

Sarah's inspiration was just what they needed and soon they were both grasping each other's hands as they used each other's momentum to see saw on the dildo. Sarah would pull Alyson forward, giving her cunt a healthy helping of the toy before easing her back and allowing Alyson to do the same to her. After a little trial and error, the girls cracked the code of the toy's mystery and were soon quite far along in fucking each other down the path of ecstasy.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!" Alyson squealed as Sarah pushed forward and hit a particularly sensitive section of her erogenous zone. "Fuck me Saraaaaaaaaah! Push it in me!!!"

"Ohhhhhh God this is sooooo fucking hot!" Sarah groaned through her gritted teeth. She'd been taken with toys before, many times in fact since she began her career as a lesbian, but never like this. She couldn't wait to get a toy like this of her very own and show it personally to each and every one of her housemates. Aly would surely have to come over to help provide a demonstration.

"AWWWW YEAH!!!" Alyson yelled in passion. "FUCK ME JUST LIKE THAT!!!! OHHHH SARAH!!! SOOOO FUCKING CLOSE!!!"

"Come for me Aly!!!" Sarah urged, pulling her lover in hard, slipping even more of the dildo inside her tight pussy. "Mmmmm I want to see you come!!!! My pussy's gonna cream when I see you come!!!"

"PUT IT IN ME!!!" Alyson shrieked, so close she could taste it. "PUSH IT IN HARD!!! JAM IT UP MY FUCKING CUNT!!!"

Sarah wanted to kiss those dirty talk spewing lips so bad, but first she wanted them to reach the summit of Mount Orgasm together. She pushed herself into Alyson, slamming the dildo into her pussy with force that might have been painful under other circumstances but here brought nothing but the intense pleasure of sexual release.

"AGHHHHHHHHH!!!" Alyson screamed in pleasure, the toy hitting her in just the right way. Her body began to quake in orgasm and her insides felt like they were on fire. She grasped Sarah's hands and her friend immediately got the message…don't you dare let up even a little! Sarah and Alyson kept up the back and forth motion with the dildo and it the pleasure meter was certainly cranked up to 11. Alyson felt like she was about to black out from the sensations that were hitting her. She felt like a cartoon character whose heart was about to beat right out of their chest. Sweat poured from her body as she hit the cooling off cycle of her favorite aerobic exercise.

Seeing Alyson set off like that was enough to cause a similar eruption of Sarah's internal volcano. Being taken so soon after her last orgasm had already had Sarah's lave bubbling and seeing Alyson come so hard was enough to make her do the same. If they could have melted through the plastic from the heat coming from their pussies, Sarah and Alyson would surely have done it. Fortunately the manufacturers knew how to make a sturdy product and this potential problem was easily avoided.

"YESSSSSSS!!!" Sarah gasped her whole body buzzing from the sexual high she was on. "SOOOOO FUCKING GOOOOOD!!!"

"Not…gonna…stop…till…you come…" Alyson vowed, her body weak from exertion but her desire to please unaffected.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOH COMMMMMMMING NOWWWWWWWWW!!!" Sarah wailed. Her orgasm wasn't as strong as the last one, but she figured the two of them coming so close was going to surely loosen one of her fillings up. Sarah bucked against the toy until she physically lacked the strength to move her hips anymore. She then fell back onto the bed, letting the soft pillows caress her back and head.

Alyson pulled off the dildo and then took it out of Sarah's pussy with a wet "pop." She then leaned down to caress her lover's face and kiss her sweetly.

"Did you like?" Alyson asked.

"You have to ask?" Sarah smiled. "I thought my two glass shattering orgasms were answer enough."

"Well it never hurts to make sure," Alyson replied. "We like making sure all our customers are satisfied here at Hannigan Inc."

"Mmmm sign me up as a VIP customer then," Sarah laughed. She pulled Alyson on top of her and they were about to fall back into soft, wet kisses when Sarah's cell phone began to ring.

"Don't answer it," Alyson whined. "Tell whoever's calling that it's play time!"

"Don't worry, I'll get rid of them," Sarah promised as she leapt off the bed and fished her phone from her discarded clothes. "Hello?"

"Hey babe…" a familiar voice said and it took Sarah by such surprise she almost dropped the phone.

"Freddie!" Sarah gasped, the voice of her fiancée bringing reality crashing down onto the fantasy life she had constructed over the past months. She had managed to keep everything secret from him, but it had been so easy because he'd been out of the country filming a movie. He had been scheduled to arrive back in town today and it looked like he had landed. Everything had been so blissful without him around, but now she had to face the situation head on and try to avoid any serious problems.

At the sound of Mr. Prinze's name, Alyson rolled her eyes and stuck a finger down her throat, making a gagging noise for Sarah's benefit. Alyson's feelings on Freddie had not been a secret even before she and Sarah had become lovers. She considered him below what Sarah deserved. She felt she deserved someone who would worship the ground she walked on and not someone who grumbled to any reporter with a pen that he should have gotten to play Spiderman. Sarah wasn't in the mood to fool around like that though so she mouthed for Alyson to stop.

"Miss me?" Freddie asked. "I got in this morning and I called your place. The number had been disconnected and you didn't leave me a message or anything. I'm beginning to think you're avoiding me."

"Oh no…definitely not," Sarah lied, though it wasn't a complete lie. She hadn't been actively avoiding Freddie. She just hadn't been thinking about him at all. "It's just that…well I had to move and ummmm I…"

"My flight was awful," Freddie, said interrupting Sarah's fumbling attempts to explain her new residence. "I couldn't sleep at all. I tried to get an extra pillow but I couldn't get one, not even after I told the stewardess who I was."

"I'm sorry," Sarah replied. It was good to see he hadn't changed one bit. It helped ease any guilt she might have felt about using his absence to engage in what had virtually been a non stop participation in lesbian passion. Freddie had his good points, but sometimes it was hard to see them.

"Well it's ok," Freddie grumbled, before changing his tone. "I have to see you Sarah. I've really missed you babe. It's been so long."

"Yeah, it has," Sarah said. "I can't remember the last time we saw each other."

"It's been over a month," Freddie declared. "God, I've really, really missed you. You have no idea how much I've missed you."

From his tone Sarah could immediately tell what it was he missed and it sure as heck wasn't her sparkling personality. Freddie must have had a serious set of blue balls and Sarah knew it was going to soon be her job to make sure that pressure was relieved. Having sex with a man had been so normal to her until recently, but now it was an alien concept to say the least.

"Well we'll have to make sure we see each other soon," Sarah said lamely, not sure how she was going to make this work.

"Let's make it tonight," Freddie declared. "I ran into Ryan Phillippe this morning and he thought the four of us should get together. It's been awhile since we went out with him and Reese."

Reese! Her name was like an electric shock that sent a shiver down her spine. Thoughts of explaining herself to Freddie and overcoming this awkwardness shifted to the back burner as the heat went to Sarah's thoughts about Reese Witherspoon. They had gotten to be good friends on the set of "Cruel Intentions" but somehow Sarah hadn't even considered her when thinking of people to invite into their little group. Now the wheels were turning and even if it meant spending the night in the company of Freddie and Ryan she knew she had to do it.

"Sure!" Sarah replied with what she hoped wasn't too much enthusiasm.

"Great!" Freddie declared. "I can pick you up at 7 and ummmm did you say you moved or something?"

"It's a very long story," Sarah sighed. "Tell you what I'll be by your house at 7, ok?"

"Sure, see you then babe," Freddie said. "Try and get over a little early so I can spend some time with you alone first."

"I'll try…" Sarah said without much energy behind it.

"I hope you can," Freddie replied. "Love you."

"Love you too," Sarah sent right back to him, not even sure anymore how sincere it was. The call ended and Sarah looked up to see Alyson glowering at her with disapproval written all over her face.

"Why are you even talking to the personality vacuum?" Alyson asked, using the nickname she'd assigned to Freddie soon after meeting him.

"Lay off Aly," Sarah snapped. "He's my fiancé."

"Are you telling me after all you've done? After all we've done? You're still going to marry him?" Alyson asked in stunned disbelief. "I thought you would have kicked him to the curb by now."

"Don't be like that," Sarah sighed. "Freddie's ok. I love him. I really do."

"Oh Sarah you don't even believe that!" Alyson shot back. "You're not going to convince me. I have never figured out what you see in him. You're too good for him. You're so young and beautiful, Sarah. You should be out there having fun and doing all the things you want instead of becoming Mrs. Freddie Prinze."

"I don't want to fight Aly," Sarah said sadly. "Stop it."

"I'm sorry," Alyson said, softening up and giving Sarah a warm hug. "I love you Sarah. I just want you to be happy and I don't think he makes you happy."

"He does," Sarah insisted, not sure if she said it for Alyson's benefit or her own. "And I am going to marry him."

"You just deserve someone special," Alyson said, kissing Sarah softly on the lips.

"I don't want to talk about it anymore," Sarah declared. "I want to talk about you owing me."

"Owing you what?" Alyson asked. "What are you talking about?"

"You denied me the chance to eat your pussy before and now I want to collect on that debt," Sarah smiled, relieved to have the subject moved off of Freddie and onto fun.

"Ooooh well then collect away," Alyson replied, laying back on the bed and spreading her legs. "Lick me all up you naughty girl."

Sarah was happy to do just that and soon she was happily back between her friend's legs. She didn't want this part of her world to end. She was having too much fun. Could she balance it all? Sarah wasn't sure, but she knew she couldn't wait to see Reese tonight and maybe, just maybe see if something could happen there. Nothing was going to stop her from having her fun.

* * * * *

As Sarah was off having her fun, Love was beginning to wonder if this was going to be a fun-free day for her. The only pleasure she'd been able to find that day came from her own fingers during her brief period of clit stroking while watching Sarah and Rose go at it. Now Love was regretting not having joined in because, quite frankly, she was as horny as hell and no one was there to help her.

She had hoped to entice Jennifer to slip under the covers with her after they had gotten the phone call from Jewel, but it wasn't in the cards. Jennifer had to get to the "Friends" set before they listed her as a missing person and that left Love lonely and unsatisfied. She had never been in the house alone before and it made her feel kind of sad. She never liked being alone and after the house being so crowded yesterday, the shift was even more dramatic.

Of course Love hadn't exactly been alone all day. She had been interviewing maids for the house, though she hadn't seen anything she'd liked. Perhaps that was the problem she thought to herself, she was acting like some piggy male and going only on looks instead of on who would do the best job. Of course she was interviewing maids, not looking for a Secretary of Defense, so a little sexual discrimination wasn't the end of the world here.

Love felt bad turning away the candidates for the job just because they were too old or not pretty enough, but she told herself that this was her fantasy world and she was going to live it to the maximum. Sure it was sleazy, but this was the world she was sharing with her friends and no one else so if she wanted to hire a hot, young maid with a great ass she could drool over, then so be it. It was her decision to make.

Unfortunately no one yet filled that bill. Jennifer had made arrangements through a very well known and discreet agency that specialized in providing celebrities with employees. Love had already seen four women that day and none of them had been what she was looking for. She wasn't expecting to find a maid who listed a fetish for hot celebrity pussy on her resume, that would have been slightly unrealistic, but she was just looking for something she hadn't been able to find yet. She was looking for a heat…an energy…a little something that Love felt fell into the "I know it when I see it" category.

So with no more perspective employees left to interview, Love began exploring through the house. She really hadn't had the chance to go over every inch yet so she decided there was no time like the present to do so. Love always enjoyed being an explorer and it would help kill the time until her housemates got home. When they did, Love planned on putting all her pent up energy to good use.

In beginning her explorations, Love began looking around the currently unoccupied rooms, imagining herself in some delicious fantasies. She walked through the Casino Royale room and dreamed of herself as an exotic, dangerous Bond Girl. Of course in her fantasies it was Bond…Jane Bond that was making her a sexual plaything. She wondered which one of her housemates she could cajole into playing the part of the spy with a license to thrill. Those thoughts were soon replaced as she entered the Caesar's Court room and began to shudder at the idea of being some horny Roman's concubine. Soon enough her attentions had shifted to the Eastern Winds and how good she'd feel in a sexy kimono acting in full Geisha girl mode.

There was just so much potential for fantasy here and Love couldn't get over how the house just continually fed into her own natural desires. She'd always been a little sex crazy, even before she and Sarah had shared their post-audition encounter, and she felt like she truly belonged here. It was the perfect house for her and she only wished her housemates were here to advantage of her perverted little mind.

Eventually Love's journey took her toward the dungeon. She smiled as she remembered how easy it had been for Rose to convince her to lay on the rack while she worked up her dress and began to play with the soft folds of her pussy. She imagined what else Rose could do to torture her here. She imagined submitting herself body and soul to Rose in this room, becoming her willing disciple and bringing in a new victim…like Jennifer to torture. Love felt her nipples get hard on her clothes and she began thinking it might not be such a bad idea to strip down and see if she could do a little self-torture.

Love was dressed up for interviewing and she had a business suit on, giving her the feeling she was some kind of woman executive and not a horny actress. It was all for show and Love had hoped that one of her interviews would have been willing to help her slip out of these clothes. It wasn't to be though, so Love was forced to remember one of her Sunday School lessons, "God helps those who help themselves." Love began unbuttoning her suit when she heard the buzzer for the gate off in the distance.