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Chapter 10
In the shower, Rachael and I got frisky with each other. The soap made Rachael's skin feel soft and silky as I caressed her body, making it more irresistible than ever. My lips locked to hers, our tongues wrestling to become victor. We held each other so close we might as well have melded as one being. The feel of Rachael's slick fingers against my swollen clit caused me to sigh against her lips.
"You feel so hot," she said, giving a small kiss against my neck. "I bet you'd feel hotter if I licked you. I bet you've been licked before many times, haven't you?" I actually blushed out of embarrassment. I've done oral on other girls and a few men before but, never in my life had anyone offered to perform oral on me. I had never even bothered to ask because of Sparky. When I told her about my situation, she said, "Oh, poor baby. I'll help you fix that."
Rachael laid me down in the shower, her lips leaving kisses across my body. Through half-closed eyes I could see Damion peeping behind the slit of the shower curtain. My flesh broke into goosebumps when I looked at those blood red eyes spying on us girls. Not wanting to spook myself, I closed my eyes to feel more of Rachael's tenderness. A shiver ran down my spine as her tongue licked against my eager bud. My hands gripped to both sides of the tub. The sensation of her lips, teeth and tongue exploring me in ways that had never been done overwhelmed me in a beautiful way. I didn't want this moment to stop but eventually it had to. Curling my fingers into her soft black hair I screamed out her name as I climaxed.
"Oh….Rachael," I said, gasping though breathes. "That….was amazing." Rachael lay on her left side next to me smiling. I can't help but smile back. "You know Rachael, if I wasn't so paranoid I would be taking you every night.
"Really?"
"Oh yeah, I'll actually keep you all to myself so nobody else will take you away from me."
"Sounds like a marriage," said Damion. I turned my head just in time to see the curtain pulled back to see a very aroused Damion. That time it was only one penis. "Do you want to get married to Rachael?" I had never really thought about marriage and whenever the topic came up it, usually made me cringe. The thought of my being shackled to a man with a bunch of screaming kids make me want to vomit, and that wasn't even taking into account the thought of being pregnant. However, the thought of Rachael and me at the alter looked pleasantly sinful. I would bring home the bacon, and come home to no screaming kids and a beautiful wife to have hot sex on the kitchen table. Sounded like paradise! Too bad once Old America fell the new government destroyed the right of same-sex marriage, among other things.
To get the sad thought out of my mind, my hand grazed his studded shaft. He made a pleasing sigh as my hand gently caressed his member. Turning to Rachael, I asked, "Do you want to play with me and my new toy?" She smiled and kissed me. I could taste myself on her lips.
"I'll do whatever you like, Zoya," she said. Her hand joined in with the caressing. Damion was going to fulfil every man's dream. Both of us stood on our knees, our tongues exploring his phallus. His hand curled into my hair.
"Oh both of you are such wonderful angels," he said. After a couple of minutes of playful licking and sucking, Damion pulled my hair back to look up. He was so tall and frightening with that glaring red need in his eyes I almost want to scream. His gaze softened a little, "I want to see the both of you pleased at once. Alex wants to join in and he wants Zoya. Do you want to have sex with this persona, Zoya?"
"Why can't I have sex with you, Damion? I've fucked little Alex plenty of times and I'm sure he's pretty tired of me."
"Yes, but you were high on Bliss so you really didn't feel him," said Damion. I wanted to argue, but the more I thought about it, the more it made sense. When you're high on something like Bliss its all an 'out of body' experience. I remember the first time I drank Bliss.
The first Lynch started on my first day in a government safe house. The room I inhabited for the night had no pictures or color. In fact it had hardly anything except for the bed I sat on, the table at the head of the bed and the white Bliss standing like a happy member. Back then I didn't want to take it because I'd never liked the idea of hallucinating, but since it was part of the job I held, I uncapped the bottle, took a sip then, lay on my back. Nothing happened for a five minutes and I was about to take another Bliss when I saw Alex standing in the corner. This will be hard to believe, but I didn't jump his bones immediately. In fact, I was in full blown fight mode.
"If you're smart, Alex, I wouldn't come any closer," I said. To illustrate my point, I shattered the glass bottle and threated to kill him with the jagged edges. "In England you can sing your national rape anthem of Singin' in the Rain but you're not in England anymore." Carefully, I walk towards Alex through a road of milk and glass. At the time I wanted him to know I meant business. "You, poor bastard, are in the State of Kansas, the murder capital of America. If the people don't kill you then the constant change of weather will but, I'm the worst of the worst." Up close and personal, he didn't say a thing but he did look scared of me which actually turned me on. Pointing the glass to his neck, I whispered in his ear, "Since I'm feeling frisky, I suggest you lie on my bed and I tie you up and I'll show you what it's like over the rainbow."
I did remember having a very good time but I didn't feel him inside me. Rachael brought me back to reality with the touch of her hand. "It's best that you let me be with Damion. The first time you won't be able to control yourself. Trust me, the first time I wanted to fuck everything that moved."
"Holy shit," I said. "That explains the weird incident on vacation."
Believe it or not, snuff stars can go on vacation depending on the season the show ends. Ours ending in the winter, we chilled out in Brazil for the warmer climate. One day while I was sunbathing and almost dozing off my phone rang. Rachael sounded so urgent, "Zoya, you must come over here right now! I can wait anymore! I want to make love to you so bad!" Thinking she was just high on too much Bliss I hung up the phone.
Getting back the situation we were in I came up with an idea. I looked up at Damion and said, "Well Bright Eyes, since I've learned that your pierced sausage can turn women into sex fiends I suggest you abstain from us until its time to go to the place of fire and brimstone." Rachael was about to say something in protest when I informed her, "This way we won't have any interruptions from Rubrick or from Natti and Jazz. It will just be us." I pull her closer to me and kiss her lips then turn my attentions back to Damion. He looked pretty disappointed. Standing up and wrapping my arms around him, I said, "It's nothing personal, I just don't want to start humping everything I see, including Rubrick." All three of us cringed at the thought.
"I understand perfectly," he said, kissing me. Once we broke lip contact I wasn't looking at Damion but at Alex. His eyes said he wanted to do wonderfully terrible things to us and that was fine and dandy.
"So…who wants to go first?" Like a schoolgirl, I was about to raise my hand when someone came knocking at our door. We all groaned in unison.
"I'll get it," I said in frustration. "Rachael, you can have fun with Alex while I tell the maid no housekeeping. I'll join you in a moment." Stepping out of the tub and wrapping a towel around myself I expected to find a maid when I opened the door. Instead I found Natti and Jazz standing outside. Already I could feel my stomach turn into knots.
"Zoya, we need to talk," said Natti. "It's very urgent." Hearing Rachael's little moan coming from the bathroom I stepped outside and closed the door. I hoped she wouldn't get any louder. Before I could even ask why it's so urgent, Jazz blurted it out for me. "It's about Rachael. Natti thinks you're getting too close."
"Oh really? and why do you think that, Natti?" Even though I looked calm I was dying on the inside. The only thing that kept me from loosing my cool was Natti's hesitance to answer. Getting irritated with her, I added, "Well?"
After a few moments of silence, she finally answered me. "Out of all of us, you and Rachael have been very close for two years."
"And your point is?"
"You do remember what happened to Billy Jean, right?" Right, I remembered very clearly what happened to her. Before she killed herself, she wouldn't stop crying. Billy's depression gotten to the point where we couldn't film. I remembered what she said before she died. This is no way to live.
"Yes, I remember what happened to Billy Jean. What does she have to do with Rachael?"
"You might not know this but, she had a crush on you," said Natti. "When Billy Jean told me all about it I advised her to go to therapy." When I heard the word therapy I wanted to throw up. My father took me to therapy when I was fourteen, all because a teacher caught me getting friendly with a new Belle named Amy Carmen. Therapy was a living hell but fortunately it didn't cure me of my taste for women and it only increased my bloodlust when I found Amy wasn't there anymore. Sometimes I wonder if I could ever find her again.
"Natti, I hate to break this to ya but therapy doesn't really work," I said. I crossed my arms to stop myself from shivering. "Besides there's nothing to worry about. Rachael and I are just friends and nothing more."
"Zoya, you are Alexis and Rachael is Georgette," said Natti. Her lips widen into a smile. "Georgette is after your position as leader. You two aren't supposed to be friends." She had the nerve to flash me a grin of yellowed teeth, I grabbed Natti by the throat and pinned her against the wall. My towel shimmed off my body in the process but I was too hot to be modest. I was just glad the bitch was no longer grinning.
"Remember when I said don't fuck with me back in Vegas?" Natti nodded her head while trying to claw my hand free from her neck. "Rachael, just like you, got the same message and when I give someone a warning I usually carry it out. So are we clear?" I squeezeed a little tighter and Natti nodded frantically and I let go. "Now both of you get out of my sight." I watched them leave but I knew they'd be back to find evidence. The only way they'd stop snooping would be if I found dirt on them first.
I picked up my towel and went back inside. Once I closed the door behind me Alex pinned me against it with a kiss. His hand went between my legs immediately. "You're cold as the grave down there."
"It's not my fault I have to deal with grave business."
"What went on out there?" asked Rachael. She stood leaning against the bathroom doorway looking mighty pleased with herself. I curse Natti and Jazz for taking out of me witnessing a beautiful sight. I told them everything that happened outside.
"That's terrible news," said Alex. "But first let's deal with the real problem." Without warning he threw me over his shoulders and took me to the bed. Rachael pinned down my arms while Alex forced my legs open. His tongue explored my vulva and clit, making me forget the troubles outside for the moment. I looked up at Rachael and asked her, "You want to join us?"
She laughed, "You silly, I'm already part of the team." Rachael kissed me then climbed into bed next to me. Her skilled tongue explored every inch of my breasts causing my nipples to be painfully erect. The pleasure of the lower and the upper were too much to bare until I finally came. Still Alex wasn't done with me. I almost screamed once he inserted his penis into my already sensitive vagina.
"Oh God, you feel like a dream," he said. The harder he thrust, the more pleasure I got from it. Orgasms came one after the other like a stormy sea. I thought he would never stop until I felt his hot seed spill inside me. Paralyzed from mind blowing sex Rachael and Alex held me for a while and had no intentions of letting go until noon. Rubrick would just have to accept that I was going to be late.