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Subject: REPOST: Beverly Hills, 90210 "Bed Rest"
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This story contains graphic depictions of two women engaging in
sexual intercourse. If you are easily offended or under eighteen,
seek out thy entertainment elsewhere. These characters are the
property of Fox Television.
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"Bed Rest" by The Reverend


Kelly Taylor quietly made her way up the stairs of the Walsh house
and risked a peek inside Valerie's bedroom. The bed was unmade,
the curtains drawn. But Valerie was nowhere to be found. 

"Valerie?"

Kelly started to worry. From what Brandon had told her, Valerie
was at death's door. She'd tried to explain to him that no one had
died from the flu since the Middle Ages, but Brandon would hear
none of it. Kelly knew Valerie was like a sister to him, and though
she personally despised the woman's very existence she tried to
indulge Brandon's brotherly instincts. 

But how she'd allowed herself to get talked into this was a mystery.
One minute she and Brandon were having a cup of coffee on
campus and the next minute she was promising him that she'd stop
by they house and check on Valerie. Kelly replayed the
conversation in her mind and it still didn't make sense. 

He just knows which buttons to press, she decided.

Kelly crossed the bedroom and gently rapped on the bathroom
door. "Valerie?"

"I'll be out in a minute, " Val replied.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Kelly shrugged, casually rearranging the various items on top of
Valerie's dresser. The temptation to sneak a peek inside her dresser
drawers was just too much for her to resist. Kelly opened the top
drawer and found nothing of consequence... some hand written
notes, bottles of hairspray. The next drawer was much more
revealing. Folded neatly inside was an assortment of racy lingerie,
frilly black bras and crotchless panties. 

Nice, Kelly thought.

Kelly heard the click of the bathroom door and quickly closed the
drawer. Feeling childish and embarrassed, she turned around to find
Valerie standing in the bathroom doorway completely nude. Kelly
hoped she didn't gasp. Val's body was perfect.... absolutely perfect.
Her ample breasts were firm and inviting, jutting forward as if to
make a statement of defiance against gravity. Her curvaceous hips
were properly formed and in direct proportion to the rest of her
flawless body. The patch of hair between her legs was neatly
trimmed into a perfect triangle. Looking at her was like looking at
an airbrushed photo from a men's magazine, only Val was the
genuine article. Kelly knew she was staring at her for much too
long, only Valerie didn't seem to mind. 

"Hi, Kel, " Valerie said. She sauntered over to the bed, her hips
swinging ever so slightly. Everything about her radiated sex. Her
voice... her lips... her smile. Whether it was intentional or second
nature was difficult to tell. It was probably a little of both. She
climbed into bed, pulling the covers just over her breasts. "What's
up?"

Kelly started to speak and then stopped. She felt confused,
disoriented... but she didn't know why. Surely the sight of Valerie's
naked body wasn't enough to render her speechless. Or was it?
Kelly tried to push the thought away... far away. "Uh, Brandon told
me you weren't feeling well and he asked me to stop by and check
up on you."

"How thoughtful of him, " Valerie said. "You must have been doing
cartwheels when you heard the news."

Kelly sighed tiredly. "Valerie... I don't want to fight with you today.
We don't like each other... that's an established fact. Now let's move
past it, okay? You're not feeling well and I'm the only one here to
take care of you. Truce?"

"Truce, " Val smiled. "But only because I'm too sickly to be my
bitchiest."

"Good enough, " Kelly laughed. She sat down on the edge of the
bed, putting a motherly hand to Valerie's forehead. "My God...
you're burning up. I should take your temperature."

"Do you want me to roll over?" Val smirked. 

Kelly shot her a look. "I don't think so."

"Spoil sport, " Val said. 

Kelly shook her head. "Are you hungry? Would you like me to fix
you something to eat?"

"Maybe later, " Val said. "Actually... " She stopped, and for the first
time Kelly saw honest emotion in the other woman's face. "This is
going to sound so stupid, but actually I'd like it if you would just sit
with me for awhile."

Kelly knew she couldn't have hidden her surprise even if she'd
wanted to. "You really are sick."

"It's the fever talking, " Valerie said. 

Kelly laughed. "Or maybe you're just going crazy from being
cooped up in here for so long."

"I think maybe that's it, " Valerie said. "I have all this pent up
energy and I don't know what to do with it." She reached up and
placed her hand on Kelly's cheek. Kelly was obviously surprised by
the gesture, but she didn't pull away. Taking that as a sign of
encouragement, Val leaned over and kissed her... tentatively at first,
but then with increasing fervor. Kelly responded almost
immediately, opening her mouth wide in acceptance, allowing the
other woman's tongue into her mouth and teasing it with her own. 

After what seemed like an eternity, Kelly finally managed to pull
herself away. "Valerie... what are we doing?"

Valerie smiled. "I think that's pretty obvious."

"I'm in love with Brandon, " Kelly said, more to herself than to
Valerie. 

"I know, " Val said. "I also saw the way you were looking at me
when I came out of the bathroom. It excited you. You can't deny
that."

"No, I can't, " Kelly replied softly.

"Good, " Val said. "I have to admit... right now I find you very
attractive. We may never get another chance at this. Tomorrow I'll
feel better, and we'll probably go back to hating each other." 

That brought a smile to Kelly's lips. "You are incorrigible."

"And you are very beautiful, " Val said. She pulled Kelly close and
kissed her, once again devouring the other woman's lips with a
hunger that was almost overpowering. 

Kelly couldn't believe this was happening. She hated Valerie
Malone. Everyone knew that; it wasn't like either of them had tried
to mask their feelings. Yet the feel of the other woman's lips against
hers filled Kelly with such uncontrollable lust that nothing else
mattered. She needed to be close to her. She needed to feel
Valerie's naked flesh against her own. 

In one fluid motion, Kelly stripped off her blouse. Her bra went
next, and she allowed Val a moment to admire her shapely breasts
before shedding the rest of her clothes. 

Valerie threw open the covers and welcomed a very naked Kelly
Taylor into her bed. Kelly barely had time to get comfortable before
Val was on top of her. Their lips met again, this time with a new
sense of urgency and purpose. 

Val began the long trip down Kelly's body by planting wet, sloppy
kisses on her chin, on her neck, on her shoulder. She moved her
hand up Kelly's side and cupped it around her breast, gently
massaging the generous mound of flesh as her mouth and tongue
moved closer. She eased the tip of her tongue across Kelly's erect
nipple then devoured her breast completely, suckling her bosom like
a new born baby. 

"Ohhh...." Kelly sighed. 

Val continued to lavish Kelly's breasts with oral attention, moving
from one to the other. From the way Kelly fidgeted on the bed,
Valerie knew exactly what she wanted. She continued to make her
way down Kelly's body, kissing her flat belly, tonguing her navel,
moving closer and closer until she had her face practically buried in
Kelly's crotch. 

"Mmm...." Valerie purred. "A natural blond." She let her fingers
graze the thick patch of blond pubic hair, toying with it as if
discovering a furry new pet. "Do you want me to fuck you, Kelly?" 

"Yes, " Kelly whispered. 

"Yes, what?" 

Valerie smiled, the same smile that Kelly had found so infuriating
for so long. Kelly knew her lust for Valerie was handing a small
victory to a woman that she'd considered a nemesis for more than
two years. But she didn't care. If she didn't have that woman's
tongue inside her soon she was certain she would explode.

"Yes... I want you to fuck me, " Kelly said.

"Beg, " Valerie said. 

Kelly stared at her, a surge of anger filling her mind. How dare she!
But then Kelly saw the twinkle in Valerie's eyes and knew that it
was just a game... not her usual manipulate-to-get-what-I-want
game but a bedroom game. And she was getting off on it. Kelly
smiled, more than willing to play along, realizing that she was
getting off on it, too.

"Fuck me, Valerie, " Kelly pleaded. "Please. I want you to fuck me.
Please, Valerie.  Please fuck me!"

"Alright, Kelly, " Val said. She immediately buried her face between
Kelly's legs, losing herself in the blond woman's musky scent.

"Oh God... " Kelly gasped. She enjoyed nothing more than having
her pussy eaten. Some guys didn't like going down on a woman;
something about the mysteries of  the female's sexual epicenter
intimidated them. It was one thing to stick their cock in it; that gave
them a sense of power. But mouth to pussy contact was just too
daunting for their timid little hearts. Brandon was certainly more
adventurous than most of the other men she'd been to bed with, but
his attempts at cunnilingus left much to be desired. When it came to
oral sex, he approached her cunt like a sculptor approaching a
block of marble with a chainsaw. No artistry. No finesse. Just broad
hit-or-miss swipes. 

But Valerie knew exactly what she was doing. She was the
Michelangelo of licking clit. Her agile tongue expertly -and eagerly-
explored every nook and cranny of the wetness between Kelly's
legs, sending the blond haired woman into a frenzy. 

"Valerie, " Kelly whimpered. Hearing the name mewed from her
own trembling lips shocked and delighted Kelly to no end.
Normally she spat the name like an obscenity. Now the name was
synonymous with the best head she'd ever received. Her mind
reeled. Every jab of Valerie's tongue sent an electric charge through
her body. She could feel the orgasm stirring deep inside her, a dull
ache slowly bubbling to the surface. 

Valerie quickened her pace, rolling Kelly's enlarged clit in her
mouth as she gently slid a finger into her partner's dripping wet
pussy. Kelly bucked against Valerie's ministrations, her hips
uncontrollably lifting off the bed. Valerie inserted another finger...
then another, fucking Kelly with three fingers while her tongue
lapped up the juices that were flowing like a river from Kelly's
pussy. 

"Oh God!" Kelly squealed. Her muscles tensed as her body rocked
with the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced. She
usually had to fake it with Brandon, although once she'd almost had
something close to an orgasm with him. But that puny experience
was nothing compared to the mind blowing gusher she was having
now. She felt light headed, the world was spinning around her, and
Valerie kept sucking her clit until Kelly thought she would leap
right out of her skin. 

"Oh, God, Valerie, " Kelly gasped, struggling to breathe. "That
was... incredible."

Val smiled hungrily. "Think you can give as good as you can get?"

"I can give it the old college try, " Kelly said. 

Valerie swung around, thrusting her ass into Kelly's face. Kelly
wasted no time before going to work, eager for her first taste of
another woman. She wasn't at all disappointed. Valerie's sex had a
strong, powerful flavor and Kelly just couldn't get enough of it. She
gobbled it up like it was the last meal on Earth.

"Oh yeah... " Valerie panted. "You're a fucking natural."

Given the impressive demonstration Valerie had just given, Kelly
took that as a tremendous compliment. She certainly wasn't going
to let her mentor down. She parted the swollen red pussy lips with
her fingers and drove her tongue deep inside, eliciting a loud moan
from the woman above her. 

Before long Kelly's face and fingers were covered in Valerie's
juices, and she wasn't about to let them go to waste. Using the cum
as a lubricant, Kelly gently eased a finger into Valerie's puckering
anus. 

"That's it, Kelly, " Valerie hissed. "Finger fuck my asshole!"

Kelly was more than happy to oblige, building up a steady rhythm
as she worked her finger in and out of the other woman's rectum,
greasing Val's asshole with her own lovely juices. 

"Ohhhhhh, " Kelly groaned as Valerie set about to ease the aching
between her legs. Her pussy was still raw from the last working
over, but Valerie's prodding tongue was soothing and gentle. Soon
they were working in unison, grunting and jabbing and licking and
moaning as one joined being. Kelly could feel Valerie's muscles
tightening just as her own orgasm was beginning to spill over. The
sensation was overwhelming. Her flesh crawled. Her mind
screamed out. She was aware of everything and nothing, knowing
only that she'd never felt anything like this before as she came again
and again and again. 

Kelly and Valerie held each other afterwards, wrapped up in each
other's arms, both so exhausted that it was a long time before either
had the strength to speak.

"I guess you're feeling better, " Kelly said. 

Valerie laughed. "Yeah. That was just what the doctor ordered."

Kelly put her hand on Valerie's forehead. "Ooohh... but you're still
so hot. That isn't good. You should probably stay in bed and get
plenty of rest."

"I'll stay in bed, " Valerie smiled. "But I don't think I'll be getting
much rest."

"Not if I can help it, " Kelly grinned. 


