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                 The Sexual Escapades of Christina Ricci



                          Episode I: Devon Sawa



                                 "Mmmmm"

                 "I have to say i enjoyed your story...."

                            "i like the story"

                              "great stuff."


                               Summer 1997

	It was the first day of the shoot and Christina Ricci figured
she was about to find herself in a familiar situation: a kissing scene
with Devon Sawa. When she had been told the week before filming began
what the first shot was to be she simply moaned and said, "Oh, boy."
But today was the day, and by the time she got to the set a half hour
late, she found herself a little more interested in Mr. Sawa, maybe
even a little horny thinking about him. She hadn't had a fuck in
almost a month, not since the night when she did both Macaulay Culkin
and 14-year-old Brad Renfro. Brad was so cute that night, she thought,
trying his hardest to please her, but not quite being able to. Mac, on
the other hand, KNEW how to please her!
	But a month!? After thinking a moment, she realized that was
the longest she had gone without sex since she lost her virginity two
years earlier--when she was 15-- to her "Casper" co-star Garette
Ratliff Henson. "Casper", of course, was also the film that marked
Chris and Devon's first on-screen kiss, which she thought nothing of
at the time, even though several people had told her that Devon had a
crush on her.
	As she walked on the set, she found herself VERY horny, and
went straight to the director and, while fake-coughing and weezing,
told him that she felt too sick and couldn't possibly work, but that
she was sure she'd feel better tomorrow. Though the director was a
little pissed, there was nothing he could do about it, so he called
off filming for the day and sent the crew home. "I better go tell
Devon," he said. Chris protested. "Oh, no!" she said. "His trailer's .
 . .um . . .next to mine. I'll tell him." "Okay," the director agreed,
"but don't get him sick." "Oh trust me, I won't," she said with a
vampish grin on her beautiful face.
	She lit up a cigarette and started off for the trailer. Chris
only had two addictions: cigarettes and sex. How she had managed to go
almost a month without the latter, she didn't know, but she planned to
change that soon. As she walked up to the trailer door she flicked her
cigarette to the ground and stepped on it with her black leather boot.
She was about to open the door, but then thought to unbutton the top
buttons on her silk white blouse, to show off a little of  the
lavender Victoria's Secret bra that was underneath and to pull up her
tan-colored skirt that was already up pretty high. Now she was ready
to go in.
	Chris opened the door and walked into the trailer. The front
room was empty. "Devon," she whispered, "come out come out where ever
you are." No answer. She walked quietly towards the back room, where
she came upon a closed door. She heard the sounds of a TV. She figured
that he fell asleep while watching something. When she opened the
door, she found otherwise.
	Devon was lying on his bed naked with his dick in his hand. He
turned bright red. Chris looked at the TV and saw one of her own
movies. Devon had been masturbating while watching Chris' famous "bra
scene" in "Now and Then."
	Devon began scrambling, trying to find something to cover
himself with. Before he could find something, though, Chris was next
to his bed and putting her hands on the 18-year-old's cock. "Wow!
That's pretty big," she said while giggling, almost blushing herself.
She stroked it a of couple times before Devon put his hands on hers
and removed them from his dick. "Stop," he said, "I'm about to cum."
	Chris laughed and walked to the TV where she looked at herself
from almost three years before, standing in front of a mirror in her
bra. She smiled and told Devon, "They're bigger now, you know." After
turning it off, she turned back towards Devon and slowly unbuttoned
the remaining buttons from her blouse and removed it. In fact they
were bigger, MUCH bigger! She squeezed out of the tight skirt and
stood in front of Devon wearing only makeup (not much), jewelry (a
necklace with a dog-shaped piece of stone at the end and a ring on her
right thumb), lavender panties and bra, and her boots.
	Her body was very curvy, despite her young age and low weight
(she was trying to put on weight but had only managed about  five
pounds over the past two months). Devon thought he was going to cum
just looking at her. He was able to avoid it, though, and stood up. He
walked over to Chris and, standing 5'10" (exactly six inches taller
than Chris), looked down at her. "I've wanted this for so long," he
said.
	"Me, too," Chris lied, then put her hands on his chest and ran
them down to his rock-hard dick. She looked up and planted a soft kiss
on his lips before dropping to her knees and attempting to swallow his
unit whole. She worked down below, listening to Devon's groans of
pleasure, for only a couple moments before getting back up.
	"Oh god!" she moaned. "You're so big!"
	She wasn't lying, either. Devon's was going to be Chris'
seventh dick and, other than Mac's, probably the biggest. She wanted
to feel it inside of her so badly that Devon noticed  her panties
beginning to moisten with anticipation.
	Chris pushed Devon onto the bed and literally jumped on him.
Immediately, Devon put his hands on her shapely hips and ripped her
wet panties off. She screamed in glorious pain as Devon shoved his
dick in the small opening between her pussy's lips.
	She proceeded to cum almost instantaneously. "Yes!" she
screamed. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" It felt so good to cum for the first time
in almost a month. (other than three or four times with herself)
	Chris was so worked up that she was sure that she would cum
again very soon. Unfortunately, after only being inside of Christina
Ricci about four minutes, Devon Sawa couldn't handle it anymore and
beat her to it.
	After a few moments of silence, Chris kissed him on his lips
and said, "Don't worry, Devon, it happens to everyone. Anyway that
was, like, one of the best orgasms I've ever had. You were good. Don't
worry."
	Chris left the trailer with a cigarette between her lips and
wearing her bra, (which she had never even taken off) blouse, skirt,
and boots, but no panties. Devon kept the thrashed underwear as a
momento.


                      Episode II: Teen Starlet Orgy



                 "This one was better than your first."

            "Applause! Thx for writing and posting these."

                   "My, oh my, what a fine fantasy!"

                            "HOT story :)"


                            September 1997

	Christina Ricci was wearing her boyfriend Macaulay Culkin's
white tank top-style undershirt which was too big and plainly revealed
to everyone that she had on a lacy white bra underneath. The bottom of
the shirt was tied in a knot at the front to bare her midriff which
was slightly jiggly but still basically flat. There had been no
jiggling whatsoever five months and ten pounds earlier, but Mac
preferred the bigger Chris because she now had hips and her tits were
a whole cup-size larger. Since pleasing Mac was her favorite thing to
do, Chris decided to keep the weight . . . at least until filming
began on her next movie. Wanting to please Mac was also the reason why
she was wearing almost twice as much makeup as usual and blue jeans
that had been tight on her before the weight gain. They were extremely
uncomfortable, but she knew that she looked good enough to eat.
	Chris was sitting in Mac's lap, rubbing her butt gently
against his giant boner while smoking a cigarette and sharing his
beer. She looked across the room and surveyed the other occupants of
Claire Danes' Manhattan apartment:

	Sixteen-year-old Natalie Portman, the only woman in the room
younger than Chris, was possibly the most beautiful of the occupants.
She was wearing tight black pants and a tight black tee-shirt. It was
obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra and that she was either getting
very excited or getting very cold. Since the temperature in the room
was almost seventy-five degrees and since Natalie's boyfriend, a
twenty-year-old named Marcus, was grabbing her all over her body as
she squirmed and giggled, it wasn't difficult to tell that she wasn't
cold.
	Eighteen-year-old Jennifer Love Hewitt, the only woman in the
room who wasn't smoking (like everyone else, she WAS drinking) was
sitting next to her boyfriend Chad, who was also eighteen. Love was
wearing a fuzzy red sweater and a short black mini-skirt which
highlighted her legs, probably the best in the room.
	Christine Lakin, also eighteen, had come alone and dressed
similarly to Chris. She was wearing tight blue jeans and a tee-shirt
tied at the front to reveal her washboard stomach. Even though she had
the hardest body in the room, Christine regretted dressing this way
because she was envious of Chris' voluptuous, meaty figure.
	Claire Danes, the most lusted after teen starlet of them all,
was wearing Daisy Duke shorts and a bikini top--comfortable stuff the
eighteen-year-old liked to wear around the house. Her tits were of
good size, bigger than Natalie's and Christine's but not as big as
Chris' or Love's. She was very thin but her body wasn't as hard as
those of Natalie, Love, and Christine.

	"So, what do you guys want to do?" Claire asked the party of
eight between drags on her cigarette.
	"You mean you invited us over here without any, like, idea of
what we were going to do?" Christine asked.
	"I'm sure we can come up with something fun to do," Love
announced.
	"I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm, like, really,
really horny right now." Claire said with a soft laugh and a puff on
her cigarette.
	"How 'bout we get totally fucking wild tonight!" Marcus chimed
in between grabbing Natalie's small ass and Natalie's small tits.
	"I'm all for getting wild," Christine answered after taking a
swig from her beer.
	"What kind of wild?" Mac asked while his dick throbbed in his
pants, being teased by Chris' ass.
	"How about this kind of wild?" Christine set down her beer,
took a long drag and walked, cigarette still in hand, slowly over to
where Chris was sitting in Mac's lap. She put the cigarette in her
mouth and pushed her hand down Mac's pants, feeling Chris' weight on
top of it. Mac smiled with delight.
	Chris was furious, so she walked over to Marcus and told him
to stand up. He suddenly lost interest in Natalie and did as he was
told. Chris proceeded to pull Marcus' pants down and give him the best
blow job of his life.
	By now, Mac's pants were off, too. And Christine wasn't
wearing anything. He was licking and biting all over her tiny body and
watching was exciting Natalie even more than she had already been.
Since her own boyfriend had been taken away from her, she decided to
go have fun with Mac and Christine. Just as he was about to go inside
of  Christine, Natalie started rubbing her ass against Mac's dick. Mac
decided that Natalie's ass looked even more enticing than Christine's
pussy, so he entered Natalie's back door and listened to her scream.
Christine didn't mind, but just rubbed her body back and forth against
Mac's.
	Love and Chad were completely naked and fucking each other's
brains out. Claire was the only one who wasn't in on the fun yet and
she was also the horniest! The scantily-clad babe walked up behind
Chris and squatted down behind her (Chris still had a dick in her
mouth). She put her small hands on Chris' waist and caressed her
gently. Claire pulled Chris' shirt off and removed the large bra.
	Marcus finally came and Chris wanted to see who was making her
feel so good. When she looked behind her she was surprised to see
Claire, but yet Chris' immediate reaction was to kiss her
open-mouthed, sharing Marcus' semen. They both stood up and kissed
again. Chris removed Claire's top and sucked on her tits, making the
recipient moan in ecstasy.
	Chris pulled Claire's shorts off with a little difficulty and
was treated to a surprise: no underwear! Now Claire had the real tough
job. She pulled and tugged as Chris tried to squirm out of her jeans.
Finally, though, it paid off and Claire got the same surprise as
Chris.
	The two women stood before each other completely nude:

	Claire stood 5'6", two inches taller than Chris. Her hair was
its natural blonde--or at least close to it--and shoulder length.
Chris' hair was also blonde, though her thick bush was black, and
slightly longer than shoulder-length. Claire's tall, thin, streamlined
body was a stark contrast to Chris, who just seemed to have bigger
everything: tits, ass, hips, etc.
	Also a contrast, Chris was glistening with sweat from head to
toe, while Claire was relatively dry.

	Claire grabbed Chris' ample bosom and rubbed it back and
forth. Chris was getting extremely turned on and Claire could tell
because her tits were becoming as hard as rocks and her twat was
soaked. Chris took one of the hands that was on her chest and put its
middle finger in her mouth. She sucked and slobbered then guided it
across her cleavage, across her stomach and down into her love hole,
where it began its work.
	After pleasuring Chris with her finger, Claire wanted to do
the same with her tongue, so she did. Chris was in absolute heaven.
Claire just kept doing everything that Chris wanted her to and she
didn't even have to say anything.
	Chris and Claire blocked everyone else out and rode on a cloud
for an hour. When it was all over, they were both covered in vaginal
fluids from mouth down.
	By this time, Mac had cum inside of Natalie's ass and, after a
short break, began fucking Christine. Chad was still inside of
Love--probably his second time around. Marcus was now on the other
side of Love and the two men violently fucked her, with her screaming
in horror the whole time.
	Natalie was lying down on the floor, recovering from her
introduction to anal sex, so Chris and Claire joined her. For the next
forty-five minutes the three women cuddled and shared a cigarette
before Mac and Christine finished and joined them. Ten minutes later
Marcus joined the group and ten minutes after that Love, who was
somewhat bruised, and Chad joined them.
	Chris, who's head was resting on Claire's stomach and who's
own stomach was being used as a pillow by Mac, found herself, at this
moment, very confused. She had never done anything like that before.
Sure, she had frenched her best friend Gaby Hoffman once, but that was
just to see what it was like. The truth was, Chris had never lusted
for another woman before. The only woman who she had ever even thought
about touching was Winona Ryder. They had worked on a movie together
when Chris was just nine, but years later, when Chris re-watched that
film, she found herself getting a little horny seeing Winona in
lingerie.
	With so much on her mind, Christina Ricci couldn't handle it
anymore and fell asleep in Claire Danes' arms.


                           Episode III: Winona



                             "Wow!! Hot!!!"

                         "i like the stories"


                       The Day After Episode II


	After Mac had brought Chris home from Claire Danes' "party,"
they had fooled around some more and after Mac left, Chris went to
sleep for a few hours. While asleep, Chris dreamt about Winona Ryder,
whom she hadn't seen in a couple of years. Upon waking up--around
three in the afternoon--Chris called Winona and asked if she would
come over that night just to "hang out." She said sure, and that she
would be there around nine.

	When the doorbell rang promptly at nine, Chris answered it
wearing only a silk slip--silver in color--that barely covered her
plump bottom. The anticipation of what she hoped would happen before
the night was through had brought her tits to attention and her hard
nipples made a visible impression in the small garment. Her thin lips,
painted black with lipstick, smiled as she opened the door and saw
Winona--the only woman who had turned her on before Claire the night
before--standing in front of her.
	"Wow, Chris!" Winona said in disbelief. "You've. . . um. . .
gotten a lot taller since the last time I saw you."
	"Yeah," Chris said. "I guess I'm all grown up now."
	"Are you ever!" Winona laughed.
	Winona wore her black hair short, almost like a boy's cut. She
had on very little makeup, though she was wearing pink lipstick. Her
large tits were being suppressed by a tight sports bra and covered by
the top of her denim overalls. The top of her ass--underneath boxer
shorts--was visible above the low cut of the overalls. Most people
probably would have said she looked very cute at this particular
moment in time, but to Chris she looked unbelievably hot and she
wanted her badly.
	Chris led Winona into the plush living room where they sat in
chairs across from each other. Prince's "Purple Rain" was playing
quietly on the stereo and Winona said something about liking that
song, a fact that Chris had remembered from so many years before.
	"So what have you been up to lately?" Chris asked.
	"Same old, same old," Winona replied. "You know, making
movies. I've been trying to keep a lower profile lately because I'm
sick of men hitting on me wherever I go! I'm sure you have that
problem, too."
	Chris smiled at this. "Why don't you try women?" she said with
a quiet laugh, hoping Winona would take the hint.
	Winona also laughed. "Trust me, I've tried everything," she
said.
	"Everything?" Chris asked.
	"Everything except Christina Ricci." Winona answered softly.
	Without warning, Chris spread her legs as wide as humanly
possible and lifted the slip up above her sex for Winona to see. "Go
ahead and try it," she said seductively. Winona was startled at the
younger woman suddenly displaying herself like this, but stood up and
walked over to Chris. "Do you really want to do this, honey?" she
asked. "Yes," Chris answered. "Okay, then stand up." She did. Winona
stared into Chris' eyes, then smacked her lips hard with her own and
slipped her tongue down Chris' throat. Winona ran her fingers through
dyed-blonde hair as she french-kissed the woman she once thought of
like a little sister.
	"Damn!" Winona said. "This is going to be fun."
	Chris just stood there, motionless, and smiled as Winona slid
down her body and fell to her knees. She moaned softly when  Winona
stuck her head underneath the slip and began licking her pussy lips
with her little tongue. With expert movements Winona slid her tongue
inside of Chris and smashed her face into the 17-year-old vulva as she
began working ferociously. Chris was very excited and after less than
five minutes of this her knees buckled and she had to hold on to
Winona's shoulders to stay up. She was panting harder, harder and
screamed, "Oh fuck! Oh God, oh God! Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh Winona! Oh fuck!
Oh yes! Yes!" as her cunt juices smothered Winona's beautiful face.
	Winona stood up slowly, licking the silk slip and leaving a
trail of girlcum on it, then on Chris' chin and finally on her lips
and in her mouth as they kissed again, this time twice as passionately
and twice as long as the first time. Then Winona took three steps back
and let Chris watch as she unhooked the overalls and let them fall to
the ground. She bent over and removed her shoes, then stepped out of
the overalls.
	"Where's your bedroom?" Winona asked.

	They went into the bedroom where Winona instructed Chris to
get on the California king-sized bed. She did as she was told and
Winona looked at her with hungry eyes for a moment before climbing on
top of her. "Lift up your arms," she told Chris. When her arms were
up, Winona lifted the slip up over her head, got off the bed, and took
her first look at Chris' completely naked body.
	Her body was big, maybe ten pounds overweight Winona thought.
She wore that extra weight beautifully, though, with most of it going
to her hips and tits. Winona's own body was a stark contrast. Though
she was the same height as Chris and her tits were even bigger than
Chris' tits, she was very petite and weighed as much as twenty pounds
less than her lover. She had a tiny waist, tiny ass, washboard stomach
and not an ounce of fat anywhere, whereas Chris' body was a little
loose and much fleshier, with a slightly wider waist, much bigger ass,
and a not-as-flat stomach.
	After taking a long look, Winona got back on the bed and
straddled Chris, sitting her boxer short-clad bottom on top of Chris'
wet pussy. She took hold of Chris' small wrists and tied them behind
the headboard of the bed with the slip so she couldn't use them.
Smiling, Winona then took off her underwear and sports bra and let
Chris smell them before tossing them aside.
	"Kiss me," Chris begged.
	Winona leaned over, her tits knocking into Chris', and
puckered her lips like she was about to kiss her lover, but pulled
back and giggled.
	"I need your lips," Chris pleaded in a low, sexy voice.
	"Don't worry, baby," Winona assured her. "You'll get them."
	Winona got off of Chris and grabbed her chubby ass cheeks,
lifting them up so she could sit them on top of her face. She
absolutely LOVED the smell! She slobbered on Chris' ass and kissed
each cheek. Next, she started licking, first the left cheek, next the
right cheek, and then her tongue traced along Chris' cheek into the
crack and into the tiny hole. Chris panted heavily as Winona licked
her anus and rubbed her ass with sticky hands. When Chris sounded like
she was close and wanted to cum, Winona stopped and removed her face
from underneath Chris' ass.
	"No! No!" Chris panted. "Keep going!" Pant, pant. "I was
almost there."
	Instead of saying anything, Winona just let Chris look on as
she extended her middle finger and inserted it in her mouth. She took
it out and slipped it inside of her own pussy, which was already wet
from all of the activity that had already taken place, and began
pushing in and out, in and out. Her eyes were closed but she could
still see Chris' young, naked, perfect body in her mind. After just
seconds she began moaning, wailing really. She screamed in ecstasy as
she came and the sight of this was enough to make Chris cum as well,
the second time she had done so that evening. Winona, screaming,
"Chris! Chris! Chris!" repeatedly, fell on top of her bound partner,
who was shouting, "Oh fuck! Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh fuck!"
	Winona didn't move for about sixty seconds, but just lay on
top of Chris, enjoying the moment. Then she reached up and untied
Chris who brought her hands down to rest on Winona's small butt and
kissed her on the lips. Another minute went by before Winona broke the
silence.
	"Fuck," she said. "I told you that would be fun." Both women
giggled. Winona rolled off of Chris and asked, "Do you have any
cigarettes?"
	Chris pulled a pack of Camels out of the drawer of her
nightstand and took two out. She handed one to Winona and stuck the
other between her thin black lips and lit it with the lighter that had
also been in the drawer. Winona placed hers between her full, pink
lips and let Chris light it also.
	Christina Ricci puffed on her cigarette and thought about what
was happening. First, there was Claire Danes the night before. Of
course, that had been a spontaneous thing, not at all planned. But she
had called Winona Ryder and asked her to come over because she wanted
to make love to her. She knew she could of had Macaulay Culkin or any
number of other men in her bed that night, but she had chosen a woman.
Why? Everything was still just so confusing.
	She puffed again on her cigarette, took a look at the
beautiful woman who was in bed beside her and decided to just enjoy it
for now.

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