Chapter II: Michelle's Mischief

Michelle Williams just finished up a few scenes for the next season of "Dawson's Creek." The weather was warm and sunny as the scene finished up. Michelle headed back to her trailer where the latest Stephen King novel was waiting for her. She passed a telephone pole with a colorful flier stapled on it, advertising a carnival opening up a few miles away from the set. 'Hm...this looks like fun,' she thought to herself. 'Katie got the day off today. She's been kinda bummed since Chris left. My love life hasn't exactly been something to talk lately. Maybe...we could both take a break to today.' With that, she headed for Katie's trailer instead, hoping to invite her to the carnival.

A light breeze blew through her short blonde hair as Michelle approached Katie's trailer. She noticed that Katie's car wasn't in her spot. She walked up to the door and knocked. No answer. She knocked again. Still no answer. 'Huh...' Michelle turned around and spotted Joshua Jackson walking by. "Hey Josh!" she called out.

Joshua turned his head and stopped in his tracks. "Hey Michelle. What's up?" He walked up nonchalantly to his costar.

"Hey, Josh, have you seen Katie?"

Joshua scratched his head. "Uh...no. Haven't seen her all day. I thought she had the day off."

"Yeah, she does. I was just coming to check on her and invite her to the carnival."

Joshua looked puzzled for a moment. "Ohh...yeah, I heard about that. It's down Main Street by the park, right.?"

"Yeah. You wanna come with us?"

"Can't. Got some scenes to finish up."

"Okay...Maybe later?"

"Sure. I'll meet you there. Oh, and if I see Katie, I'll tell her you're looking for her."

"Okay. Thanks, Josh."

"Anytime. See ya, Michelle." The two costars parted company.

'Maybe Katie's already there,' thought Michelle as she reached her trailer. As she got in, she immediately made a call to the director to check if she had any other scenes today. She didn't, so she got the rest of the day off too. She unbuttoned her short sleeved flannel shirt and hung it in her closet. She took off her shoes and socks and peeled off her tight blue jeans from her round hips. While still in her bra and panties, she laid out a black low cut tank top, black spandex leggings and black satin panties. She slipped off her panties and headed for the bathroom, unsnapping her bra on the way. Her large tits spilled out from their confines as she tossed her bra on a pile of undergarments on the floor.

Michelle got to the shower and turned on the water. She adjusted the knobs while checking the water temp. When it stabilized to a comfortable warmth, she stepped inside. "Mmmm..." she sighed as the gentle water cascaded down her soft skin. She closed the door and grabbed a bar of soap. She ran the soap over her chest, lathering up her large mammaries. The warm soap suds slid down her body, sending tingles through her brown areolae and nipples. She gently caressed her wet skin, rubbing her breasts in slow circles. She worked her way down her smooth stomach and explored her creamy thighs. Her soapy hands stroked her clean shaven pussy, lightly brushing her clit. She purred as she slid the bar of soap through her pink cunt lips. She leaned back against the wall, putting her crotch directly under the spray of water. She let the soap slip out of her hands and land on the shower floor as she gently fondled her pussy lips and swollen clit. She lightly bucked her hips, forcing her fingers deeper into her snatch. Her strokes were slow but hard as she methodically pleasured herself. Suddenly, she started coming, letting out a loud moan, arching her back, thrusting her hips out, fingering herself vigorously. Her juices washed off her thighs under the spray of water. "Mmmmm...God I needed that..." She picked herself up off the wall and shampooed her hair. She finished up quickly, turning off the shower and returning the soap to its dish.

Michelle opened the door and pulled a large pink towel off the rack next to the shower. She pressed the towel into her wet skin, patting her chest and tits, running down her stomach and crotch. She dried off one leg at a time, then wrapped the towel around her body. She pulled another towel off the rack and put it over her short wet hair. She vigorously rubbed her head with the towel, then wrapped it around her hair tightly. After a minute or two, she unwrapped the towels from her still slightly damp body and tossed them into the hamper. She made her way into the bed room, pulled the black top over her head, slid the panties up one leg at a time, and squeezed into the leggings. She put on a pair of black flats, grabbed her purse and keys, headed for her car, and drove away.

Michelle had the top down on her classic blue Mustang convertible. The wind blew through her short blonde hair as the sun beamed down on her skin. As she got closer to the carnival grounds, she could see a red Camero parked just in front of the gate. She parked along side the Camero, recognizing it as Katie's car. "Hmmm...she must be inside somewhere." She got out of the car and looked around, noticing the lack of people in and around the ground save for the workers putting up the tents. She headed for the main ticket booth and immediately noticed a young man standing by the booth. He was wearing a blue shirt and black jeans and seemed to be watching her as she made her way to him.

"Can I help you, miss?" the young man called out while she was still several feet away.

Michelle walked closer to him. "I hope so." She turned slightly and pointed to Katie's Camero. "Do you know where the owner of that car is?"

The man looked to the car she was pointing at. "Yeah. She's inside taking a free tour of the carnival."

"Really?" Michelle looked around again. "That might not be good for business if no one else is around."

The man grinned. "I don't know. If she likes what she sees, she'll go back and tell everyone she knows to come down. By then, this place will be up and running and charging everyone $2 admission. Besides, I thought celebrities loved getting free stuff?"

Michelle smirked, stopping two feet away from him. "Cute." She wasn't wrong. She thought he was very cute. Very honest face, deep blue eyes, sly smile.

"Thanks. You are too." He shot back, flashing another sly smile as he admired her curvaceous body and large, voluptuous breasts.

Michelle smirked. "That was very bold of you."

"Would you like me to take it back?" he joked.

"Not really." She brushed away some hair from her face, giving the young man full view of her smooth round cheeks and full red lips. "Well, it seems I don't need to introduce myself."

The young man stepped forward, reaching out a hand. "But I still do. Damios...Michael Damios." He took her outstretched hand and pulled it to his lips, giving it a short kiss. "Pleasure to meet you, Miss Williams."

Her cheeks flushed lightly at his kiss. "Just Michelle, thanks," she replied.

Michael stepped to her right and wrapped her arm around his. "Would you like to take your free tour now?"

Michelle looked up to Michael as he towered over her by half a foot or so. His eyes were almost like the color of the sky. "Sure..." she replied as she stepped into the carnival with him. She felt the pebbles crunch beneath her feet. She looked down with her eyes and noticed a bulge in front of Michael's jeans. 'Damn...' she thought to herself. She looked up quickly and asked, "So...uh...where did Katie start her tour?"

"I believe she started in the Funhouse," he replied. 'This is almost too perfect,' he thought to himself as he led her to the large, colorful tent.

They entered the brightly lit hall of mirrors. Michelle looked about at the twisted images of her, bending and shifting in the curved mirrors. She almost felt like a kid again, making funny faces at herself in the mirrors. She followed Michael down the hall to a circular room that lead to three more halls: one in front and two on the sides. He headed down the hall to the right with Michelle close behind him. He reached a dead end and stopped.

Michelle stopped a few steps behind him. "What are we doing here?" she asked, looking around at the obvious dead end.

Michael turned away and headed for the front mirror. Michelle watched as he walked straight into the mirror like it was a wall of water. The glass and metal rippled out as Michael's body penetrated it. Michelle watched what was happening, stunned into silence. Her eyes bulged out of their sockets, her mouth gaping. She watched the mirror reset itself, then saw that it was no longer a mirror, but a glass wall. She was looking into another room covered in red satin. She could see a man on the other side with his back to her. Her eyes trailed down and saw that he was completely naked. She gawked at his lean yet muscular back and firm ass. He turned his head back to her. She recognized his face immediately. "Michael?" she gasped. As if he heard her calling him, Michael turned completely around. Michelle's eyes traveled down the length of his lean, tanned body: his broad chest, his rippling stomach, and his thick, nine-inch long cock. "Oh my God..." she gasped, her eyes and mouth gaping at the sight of this man that she just met standing naked before her.

Michael smiled back at Michelle, noticing her staring at his cock. "You like what you see?" His words seemed to echo through the glass.

Michelle nodded, her eyes still fixed on his throbbing erection.

Michael stepped forward and reached his hand into the window. It melted through the glass like it was passing through water. The glass rippled out from his arm as his hand broke through to the other side. "Then come here and get a closer look."

Michelle looked at his hand sticking through the glass, then down to his cock on the other side. It was a very tempting offer, but she was apprehensive about walking through a strange glass wall. "Don't worry..." Michael said, as of he know what she was thinking. "...I'm here to catch you."

Reassured by his words and his soothing voice, she slowly reached for his hand. With a firm grip, Michael pulled her through the glass. Michelle closed her eyes as her arm slid through the wall that seemed to behave like water. As her body entered the glass, she let out a quiet sigh, feeling a strange warmth flowing over her breasts. Her clothes were melting off her body as she entered the glass. In a moment, she emerged on the other side of the wall completely naked.

Michelle opened her eyes and saw...nothing. She let go of Michael's hand and moved her hands up to her face and felt a cool metal object covering her eyes. "Michael?" she called out, but she could only hear her voice in her head. Her hands felt along the metal thing till she reached her ears, also covered by the same metal object. She tried to pull it off, but it completely enveloped both of her ears, wrapping around them tightly. Her body felt surrounded by chilly air. She ran her hands down her chest and felt her bare breasts. She moved her hands further down her body and felt her bare crotch. Her exposure sent a chill down her spine. She immediately moved her hands to try and cover herself up, putting one arm over her breasts and her other hand over her pussy. "What the hell...?" Her breath quickened. Her heart thumped loudly in her chest. Her mind raced with strange thoughts: 'What's going to happen to me? Why am I naked? Oh God...Is this what happened to Katie?'

While the actress was trying to figure out what was going on, Michael stood in front of Michelle admiring her naked body: her short blonde hair, her full, pouty lips beneath the black metal visor that covered her eyes and ears, her voluptuous breasts, her round hips and shapely legs. He reached up and waved his hand. Behind her, the glass wall shifted back into a mirror.

Michael turned around and looked at Katie Holmes still sleeping there, naked beneath the satin blanket. He waved his hand again. The blanket moved by itself and flowed off the bed, revealing Katie's naked form. He snapped his fingers. Another black metal visor materialized over Katie's eye's and ears.

Michael turned back to Michelle, who was unsuccessfully trying to cover herself up with her hands. He lightly blew into her face, trying to draw her attention.

Michelle felt a warm breeze upon her face. It smelled minty, like someone's breath after chewing some gum. "Michael?" she called out. She waited for a moment. Then she felt fingertips touching her cheeks. "Is that you?" she called out again. The fingers slid down her cheek, rested under her chin and gently pulled her forward, seeming to draw her to an unseen destination. She hesitantly stepped forward, led by the fingers, sliding her feet on the smooth, satiny floor.

Michael slowly walked backward, keeping a finger under Michelle's chin, gently pulling her toward the bed. He walked around the side of the bed, still leading Michelle to the sleeping body on the bed.

Michelle's foot hit a low, soft surface. She ran her foot up and down the surface of the object as her mind tried to figure out what it was. It felt like a bed or a large mattress on the floor, covered in the same satiny material as the floor. She moved her knee to test how tall the bed was. The top of the bed was just under her knee. She climbed onto the bed, trying to keep herself covered as best as possible. She slid forward on her knees, still being pulled along by the unseen finger. Her knees ran into something on the bed. The finger let go of her chin. The hand covering her crotch moved down between her knees to examine what she hit. Her fingers probed around the object with felt like a soft...foot! She felt around further and found the other foot.

Katie stirred in her sleep, feeling her feet getting tickled. She woke up giggling, opening her eyes to see...nothing. "Huh?" she said as her hands rushed to her face. She felt a cool metal object covering her eyes and ears. "What the...?" She started to notice the cool air surrounding every inch of her skin. She remembered that she was still naked from her hours of love making with Michael, her sexual angel. She thought he was tickling her awake to have another romp. "Mmmmmm...so Michael, you want more?" Her hands traveled down her neck, chest, and bare breasts. She felt her nipples stiffen in the open air. Her hands continued down her stomach to her clean shaven crotch. Katie sat up and moved her hands down her legs to whatever was tickling her feet.

Still using only one hand, Michelle moved further up the legs on the bed. Suddenly, she felt another set of hands on the legs.

Katie found the hand that was tickling her. "Gotcha," she said as she grabbed the hand. "Come here angel boy," She slowly pulled it up into her inner thighs.

Someone was dragging Michelle's hand up the pair of legs. She felt it slide past the knees and up the inner thighs. This was going from weird to a little kinky. Her fingertips ran into the crotch of whomever she was touching. Suddenly, she gasped as she felt...damp pussy lips. 'Oh God...I'm feeling up a woman!' she thought to herself. Her mind flashed back to the sex scene she did with Chloe Sevigny in "If These Walls Could Talk 2". This Michael, whoever he was, wanted to see the scene up close and in living color. It left Michelle wondering who her unseen partner was.

Katie rubbed the hand on her inner thigh, pressing the fingertips against her pink pussy lips. She started to notice that the skin of the hand was much softer than Michael's. It was just as soft as her own skin. A thought crossed her mind: was this Michael...or someone else? Katie sat up and slid one of her hands up the person's arms. The skin was soft and smooth. The arm was slender, but not muscular, not like Michael's. She reached the person's shoulder and felt silky hair falling around her fingertips, definitely not Michael's hair. Her hand traveled down the person's neck and ran over a soft mound...a breast! 'Oh God...I'm feeling up a woman!' she thought to herself. She took both of her hands and started cupping the woman's breasts, to make sure. 'Definitely a woman.'

Michelle felt her unseen partner lay her hands on her breasts. Soft fingers cupped her mammaries, flattening her nipples under her palms. Shivers ran through her body. She felt her arousal building. 'So, you wanna play?' she thought to herself. She kept one hand between her partner's thighs, rubbing her pussy lips with her fingertips. She reached up with her free hand and pressed in against the body of her partner. It happened to land just over her breast. The nipple stiffened under the pressure of Michelle's palm. Her hand moved up the woman's chest and neck to her face. She touched the face of her partner, caressing her cheek and lips, feeling a metal object wrapped around the upper part of her face. 'She's blindfolded too. Who could she be?'

Katie felt fingers touching her face and pussy at the same time, unsure of what to do. The soft caress of her partner sent spikes of pleasure through Katie's body. 'I'm getting so horny," she thought. 'This feels so good. But....' "Ooohhh..." she sighed, feeling the fingers between her thighs slipping further into her pussy.

Michelle slid two fingers up to the knuckles in her partner's pussy. Her thumb pressed into her clit, flicking it up and down like a switch. 'If Michael wants to watch us make love, we might as well give him a good show,' she thought to herself. Her free hand wrapped around the back of her partner's head, running her fingers through long silky hair. She pulled her head closer, moving in for a kiss.

Katie moved toward the unseen woman, who kept her fingers deep inside the young actress's pussy. She felt the warm breath of this woman upon her cheeks. 'She's going to kiss me! Oh God...what do I do?'

Michelle pulled her partner's head closer. In her mind she could see the woman's face, half covered by the visor, half showing a pair of rosy red lips. She stuck out her tongue, preparing to give her lover an introductory French kiss.

Katie's breath grew harder in anticipation. A part of her wanted to experience her first lesbian kiss. Another feared what it would mean to her future with Chris. 'Chris...he'd never forgive me if he found out about this...any of this....' Still another, the strongest part, thought of the pleasure she experienced in Michael's arms. Whatever he was planning between her and this woman, she knew it would be extremely pleasurable. She felt something wet press against her lips. It felt rough, yet soft, like a tongue. It licked her lips gently, slowly. Katie's opened her mouth slightly and slid her tongue out, returning the lick. Their lips pressed against as they shared a loving, passionate kiss.

Michael stood beside the bed, watching the two blind and deaf actresses pawing at each other. It was a lovely site: Katie's lean body lying under Michelle's curvaceous figure. He watched their tongues play with each other, sliding over and around each other like snakes. He looked up to the ceiling and mused, "And God created woman...."

Katie sighed into her lover's mouth, wrapping her arms around an unseen neck. Her hips humped the fingers lodged within her soaking pussy. She lay back onto the satin bed, pulling the woman down on top of her.

Michelle fell down into her lover's embrace, her fingers getting milked by a hot, steamy cunt. Her free hand caressed the woman's breast gently, circling the nipple with her thumb. She straddled her lover's hips, pinning her down to the bed.

Katie felt her orgasm building, loving the feel of this woman on top of her. 'Maybe I should open up to more lesbian roles in the future,' she thought to herself. She cooed and sighed, embracing the skilled finger-fucker lying on top of her. Her moans grew louder and more urgent as her partner masturbated her.

Michael watched patiently, his cock twitching and throbbing in anticipation. Katie's moans filled the room like sweet music to his ears. 'She's getting close,' he thought to himself. 'Maybe it's time she met her lover.' He walks over to the writhing female bodies, each glistening with sweat. He reached out to the metal visors worn by the girls and touched them. They both disappeared, uncovering their still closed eyes.

With all the sensations they were experiencing, the two actresses barely noticed that the visors they were wearing had disappeared. While still plowing her fingers into her lover's pussy, Michelle opened her eyes for a moment, shocked to see a familiar face. "Katie!" she gasped.

At the sound of her name, Katie opened her eyes and looked up at..."Michelle!" Her shock caused her vaginal muscles to clamp down on her costar's fingers, still lodged in her pussy. "Oh God...ohmyGod...." The shock of seeing her friend fucking her only made her hornier.

"I'm so sorry, Katie...I didn't know..." Michelle started to pry her fingers out from between Katie's cunt.

Katie grabbed at Michelle's hand, holding it between her thighs. "Oh God, don't stop!" she panted.

"What?" Michelle exclaimed, even more shocked by her costar's response.

"Please...oh God, don't stop!" Katie pumped Michelle's hand in and out of her thighs as she rolled her hips up and down on the fingers, mashing her clit on her costar's palm.

"Katie...I can't...we can't..." Michelle protested, trying to break away from Katie's grip.

Katie took her right hand, grabbed Michelle by the back of her head, and pulled her down close as she sat up. With an intense, lustful, and desperate look in her eyes, Katie ordered, "Shut up and fuck me!" Michelle was speechless. For a moment, the room was silent, save for the heavy breathing of the two women on the bed. Katie pulled Michelle closer and pressed their lips together, shoving her tongue into her lover's throat.

Michelle's heart raced as her tongue played with Katie's. Katie's newfound lesbianism and her aggressive sexually confused, and aroused, her. All the blonde could do was slam her fingers in and out of her friend's cunt while she sucked on her tongue.

Katie rocked back and forth, Michelle's hand sending ripples of pleasure from her pussy to every inch of her body. She broke the kiss and collapsed back onto the bed, pulling Michelle down onto her. She threw her head back, thrusting her chest up into Michelle's face. Her pussy coated Michelle's fingers with cream as they slid in and out of her vigorously. "Fuck me...fuck me...fuck me..." Katie panted.

Michelle wrapped her lips around one of Katie's breasts and sucked its tender flesh, her tongue running circles around the hard nipple. She never thought fucking her friend could get her so worked up. Her pussy lips were moist, ready for a good fucking. She needed release as much as Katie did. She looked up to see Michael standing by the bed, his nine inch cock "pointing" strait at her. Releasing Katie's breast from her mouth, Michelle asked, "Hey, you just gonna stand there?"

Katie turned to look at Michael as well, her eyes filled with lust and passion. "Yeah, Michael...you can fuck me too...."

With that invitation, Michael walked closer to the bed and climbed on facing Michelle and kneeling over Katie's head. His cockhead fell onto Katie's open lips and slipped passed, pressing against her waiting tongue. Katie opened her mouth wider, letting his cock slide in further. She moaned softly, sending pleasurable vibrations through his dick. Michelle leaned down and kissed the topside of cock. Michael caressed Michelle's cheek, enjoying the double ministrations of the actresses. He pulled his cockhead out of Katie's mouth and ran it across Michelle's full lips. The blonde parted her lips and stuck out her tongue, slowly licking the head. Katie kissed and sucked on the underside of Michael's cock, cupping his huge balls above her head. The three lovers spent several minutes like this. Katie and Michelle played with Michael's cock lovingly, switching from one mouth to other, sucking and licking it passionately. Michelle finger-fucked Katie slowly, caressing her clit with her thumb. "Aaahhh...ooohhh..." Katie sighed as she came softly on Michelle's fingers, drenching them with her cream.

The girls rolled over, the brunette straddling the blonde's legs. "Your turn," Katie said as she shoved two fingers into Michelle's pussy. Michelle gasped loudly. As her lips parted, Michael's cock slipped into her mouth. She took in half of his nine inch rod before it hit the back of her throat. Katie pulled her fingers out and forced them back in. Michelle moaned around Michael's cock, letting it slide further down her throat. When his balls pressed onto her nose, Michelle knew that she took in all nine inches of his beautiful cock.

Michael looked down at Michelle lying spread-eagled on the bed, his cock in her mouth and Katie's fingers in her pussy. He raised his hips, drawing out his cock, and slid back down, slowly fucking Michelle's face. Katie moved her fingers in and out of Michelle's pussy, returning the favor for the finger-fuck she received. Michael leaned down on his hands and knees and licked Katie's thighs while he humped Michelle's face. Katie bucked her hips against his tongue as she ran her fingers through his hair. He traveled down her thighs and switched to Michelle's. He lapped up the cream that was collecting on Katie's palm like a thirsty dog. She tasted as sweet as Katie, but with her own unique flavor.

Michelle writhed beneath Michael and Katie as they dominated her body. She moaned around the cock sliding deep in and out of her throat. Her juices spilled onto the fingers and tongue working on her pussy. Her orgasm came crashing into her suddenly and violently. Her cunt lips squeezed Katie's fingers, drenching them in cum. She moaned loudly, sending waves of vibration through Michael's cock.

Michael leaned up, forcing his cock deep into Michelle's throat. His balls tightened as he came, shooting his jism strait into her stomach. Michelle gulped down, drinking him in. He pulled out his cock as it kept spurting. Michelle sucked on the head greedily, not wanting to let it go. "Now, now, save some for Katie," Michael said. Despite her efforts, the cockhead popped out of her mouth as it squirted its cream on her large breasts. The hot globs of cum stung her skin like melted candle wax. Katie moved down to Michelle's chest and licked up Michael's jism. Both girls darted their tongues at Michael's cock and lapped up the remaining drops of cum. They both cleaned up his cock and kissed each other passionately.

Michael slid to the side and lay down beside the naked actresses. Katie rested her head on Michelle's sweaty breasts. All three were coming down from their orgasmic highs. "Oh...God, that was great," Michelle sighed.

"I know," Katie agreed. She placed her hands on Michelle's breasts, cupping them softly.

Michelle looked over as Michael's still hard cock hung beside their faces. She took her hand and lightly stroked it, making it twitch at her touch. "So, this is what you were doing on your day off," she joked.

Katie giggled, squeezing one of Michelle's breasts into her face, kissing its soft skin. She looked down at Michael, feeling a little rumble in her tummy. "I'm kinda hungry. You got any food here?"

Michael's eyes met hers. He grabbed a part of the sheet beneath him and pulled it away, revealing a large, ornate bowl full of fruit filled with long, thick apple slices.

Katie and Michelle marveled at the bowl that magically appeared out of nowhere. "How did you do that?" the blonde asked.

"Magic," Michael replied. He casually picked up an apple slice and ate it in two bites. Katie reached down and picked one up as well. She wrapped her lips around it and slid it in and out of her mouth, sucking off its sweet juices. She gently bit off half, slowly savoring the rich flavor as she chewed and swallowed. She took the other half and rubbed it on Michelle's nipple, making it stiffen at the touch. Katie put the remaining half on Michelle's lips and fed it to her. Michelle grabbed another slice from the bowl and ran it along Katie cheek. Katie lunged out to bite the slice, but Michelle pulled it away and put it in her own mouth, half in and half out of her lips. Katie leaned down and kissed Michelle around the apple before they both bit it in half.

Michael took another slice of apple and looked over at Katie's thighs. "You know what I'm in the mood for?"

Katie looked back and asked, "What?"

Michael placed the tip of the slice on Katie's clit. She shivered in anticipation at what he was thinking. "A nice...warm..." He placed the apple slice between her cunt lips... "...apple pie." ...then slid half of it inside.

Katie gasped as the apple slice entered her body. The feel of its triangular shape and the knowledge that it was a piece of food inside her cunt made her feel incredibly nasty...and she loved it.

Michael let the slice sit halfway inside Katie for a moment, giving her time to process what was going on. "I think I'll let this one bake for a while more before I...sample it."

Just then, Michelle ran another slice of apple across her cheek and into her open mouth. Katie wrapped her lips around it sucked it in, but Michelle pulled it out. Katie looked down at her costar with a look of curiosity. She also felt the apple slice in her cunt sliding out, until only the tip remained inside. Then it moved back in just as Michelle moved her slice back into Katie's mouth. She realized what was going on. Michelle and Michael were double-fucking her with the apples! She gave a thorough blowjob to the apple in her mouth while her pussy was getting fed another slice.

Michelle looked up at Katie's face as she blew the apple slice. She was completely into it, her face radiant with lust as she moaned around the apple wantonly. She never realized how much of freak Katie was. She liked this new, nasty Katie and wanted a share in the pleasure she was feeling. Looking past Katie's shoulder to Michael beside their legs, she asked, "Hey, don't you wanna bake my pie too?"

Michael looked up to Michelle and grinned. He grabbed another slice of apple and rubbed the tip into her pussy lips, teasing her slowly. "Mmmmm...I have to bake this one slowly. Get it nice and hot inside and out." He moved it up and down, stroking her cunt methodically.

Michelle purred softly, continuing to fuck Katie's face with the apple slice. Their bodies slipped and slid against each other, covering their skins with sweat. She was becoming as nasty and lustful as Katie. 'Did Michael do this to her?' she thought to herself. 'What else is he going to do to us?' She felt the apple slice push past her cunt lips, imagining it was Michael's cock. She shut her eyes tight and moaned loudly, her body shaking from a mini-orgasm.

As her lips parted, Katie grabbed another apple slice from the bowl and put it in Michelle's mouth, making her blow it.

Michelle opened her eyes, feeling of the slices in her mouth and pussy. Her mind refocused on fucking Katie's face with the slice in her hand. She sucked on the slice in her mouth while her hips bucked up and down on the slice in her pussy.

Michael lay beside the two horny starlets, as he fucked both of them with apple slices. Cream was gushing out of both of them, soaking the apples with new juices. He alternated his strokes: in Katie, out Michelle, out Katie, in Michelle. He looked up and watched them fucking each other's faces with apple slices. He sensed that both girls were on the edge of orgasms. He shoved both slices into the girls until they disappeared into their cunts. He slid off the bed and climbed between their legs. He took a moment to breathe in the aroma of their pussies and the apples mingling in the air. He slowly licked Katie's soft pink lips, drinking in her sweet cream. "Mmmmm...this one's ready," he said. He lowered his head to Michelle's cunt and gave it a slow lick. Michelle's was slightly sweeter than Katie's. "Mmmmm...this one's ready too." He raised his head above Katie's ass and said, "You ladies want some pie?"

Katie and Michelle looked back at Michael between their legs. They each quickly ate the apples in their mouths. Katie moved around, feeling her pussy muscles squeezing the apple slice inside her. She arranged herself and Michelle in a 69 position and lowered herself onto her waiting lover's body. She took her fingers and opened Michelle's pussy lips, exposing the tip of the apple slice inside her. She stared at the tip for a moment as if staring at a buried treasure. Michelle was staring up at Katie's hole as well, looking at the slice peeking out from her pussy folds.

The girls dove onto each other's pussies, sucking greedily at the slices. They moaned and sucked on each other, drinking in their juices, hoping to devour the slices within. Their cunt muscles tried to squeeze out the slices, sending waves of pleasure through their bodies. After minutes of sucking and squeezing, both slices slid out halfway. Both girls wrapped their lips around the apples and suckled out the juices. Their orgasms crashed into them simultaneously. The slices popped out of their pussies as they came. The pleasure they experienced was so intense, they began crying, the cum soaked apple slices hanging out of their mouths. The bodies broke down, drained of their energy. They passed out in each other's arms.

Michael climbed off the bed and gazed upon the actresses in their afterglow. It was a Kodak moment: Katie Holmes and Michelle Williams after sucking out apple slices from each other's pussies. He turned around and walked through the glass, melting through to the other side fully clothed. As he made his way back to his booth at the entrance of the carnival, he pondered what he and the girls would do next. In the mean time, he had to keep up appearances at the main entrance.

Vidcaps from "If These Walls Could Talk 2" provided by Aesthete .