Title: Sex Kitten (Alternate ending)
Author: Knickers
Universe: Nicola Adventures
Keywords: Ffff, exhib
Summary:When the teen girl band "Sex Kitten" comes to LA to shoot a music video, Nicola is assigned to look after the tasty trio. (Alternate ending)

Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude 
words. It's fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the 
decency laws in most states would require it not be read by 
persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by adult themes, 
you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale 
features women presented as sexual objects. There is nothing 
wrong with this as they are only fictional characters. I urge 
readers, especially young males, to not regard real women in 
this way.

This work is © 2001,2002 the author. Permission is granted to 
freely distribute, provided it is not altered in any way.

There is no Nicola. All characters are fictitious. The 
situations are made-up. This is only a fantasy, so any 
similarity to real persons and events is pure coincidence.

Author's note: The "Nicola Adventures" are a series of erotic 
stories about an Australian model-turned-actress who travels 
to Hollywood to find stardom. They are to date: (in reading 
order)

1. Nicola's Hot Screen Test
2. Bikini Audition
3. Hollywood Party Hostesses
4. Nicola Gets A Woody
5. Bikini Christmas Carol
6. Sex Kitten <-

Please don't email me asking for the other stories, you can 
find them in a Usenet archive such as deja.com or possibly 
ASSM's own archive. 

Feel free to drop me a line, but please keep it relevant to 
this story, positive or negative. I'm 
sarah7932_nofuckenspam@yahoo.co.uk

Sex Kitten (Ffff exhib)[Alternate ending]

In spite of herself, Nicola was blushing furiously. People 
were pointing and giggling at her. It was hardly surprising, 
though, as the tall, beautiful Australian model was standing 
in the middle of LAX airport holding up a sign that read "Sex 
Kitten".

   This was not how Nicola had thought this morning would turn 
out. Just half an hour ago, Nicola was relaxing in the 
backseat of the stretch limo, looking forward to her latest 
assignment. A hot new girl band from England was being flown 
out to LA to shoot their latest video, and it was Nicola's job 
to keep them entertained while they were in town. Given that 
the three girls- Kerry, Lil and Tash-  were all just 17, 
Nicola was looking forward to playing big sister. A smile 
danced across her pretty face as she imagined taking them to 
Disneyland. And the name of the band- "Kitten"- it was just so 
cute! Nicola knew she was going to enjoy the next two days.

   The limo had pulled up at international arrivals at LAX. 
The driver, Earl, opened the door for Nicola. As she stepped 
out, he handed her a placard. "Miss Baron, you'll need this." 
Nicola was a little surprised by what was printed on it:

Sex Kitten

   "I thought they were called 'Kitten'," she said. Earl shook 
his head. "Nope, it's '*Sex* Kitten'. I should know, my 
daughter is a fan." 

   The beautiful starlet took the sign and, with a clack-
clack-clack of her heels, entered the terminal. She quickly 
located the gate where the girls's BA flight from London was 
scheduled to arrive. There was already quite a crowd waiting 
for friends and love ones to disembark. A number of people 
were holding up placards bearing family and company names. 
Nicola took a deep breath, and held up her sign too. 
Immediately, people turned to look at the gorgeous brunette 
holding up the sign that read 'Sex Kitten.' From the lustful 
gazes, many of them agreed with the description. Nicola 
blushed alittle. True, in her brief career so far she'd 
already been fucked six ways from Sunday by half of Hollywood, 
but it was still a little embarassing to stand in the middle 
of LAX with a bunch of nobodies, holding up a sign that read 
'Sex Kitten'. Thankfully, Nicola didn't have long to wait.

   Three teenage girls emerged from customs. At first glance 
they looked like near-identical twins. Each had long, chestnut 
colored hair and sparkling blue eyes. They each wore near 
identical clothes- hip-hugging shorts, and white halter tops 
that exposed smooth, bare midriffs and delicious amounts of 
cleavage. The three girls caught sight of Nicola and squealed 
with glee.

   "Knickers!"

   Grinning, they rushed toward her. Before Nicola could say 
anything, all three embracing her at once, drowning her in a 
sea of tempting teenage flesh. The three eager young girls 
hugged Nicola close, giggling and (Nicola was pretty sure) 
freely groping her body.

   Nicola was a little stunned. Was this the three teenage 
girls she was expecting? Was this Kerry kissing her 
passionately on the lips? Was this Lil brazenly groping her 
ass? Was this Tash rubbing her tits against her body?

   "Erm," Nicola asked at last, "Are you 'Sex Kitten'?"

   "You're not so bad yourself, for an old lady," smirked 
Kerry. Nicola quickly realised it could only be them. "Who are 
you calling old? I'm only three years older than you," she 
retorted.

   The girls laughed and introduced themselves. Nicola 
couldn't help but leer at their tasty young bodies. All three 
girls were dressed to expose as much of themselves as decency 
allowed. Her agent had already given them info on her, which 
explained how they knew her nickname. Nicola wondered if he'd 
also mentioned her distinctly bisexual leanings? Steady, 
Knickers! she told herself. She was supposed to chaperone 
these young girls, not lead them astray. Earl collected their 
baggage and they went out to the limo.

   In the backseat Nicola found herself once again with the 
three eager young bodies pressed close against her. Ignoring 
the temptation, Nicola tried to make conversation.

   "So, um, tell me about the sort of audience your music is 
aimed at?"

   "Well," replied Tash, "we have three main target audiences. 
Number 1 is teenage boys who want to fuck us. Number 2 is 
teenage girls who want to look like us so teenage boys will 
want to fuck them. And number 3 is teenage girls who want to 
fuck us."

   "Oh?" asked Nicola, trying to sound innocent, "you have a 
big lesbian following?" Tash nodded solemnly. "Yup, we're very 
big with the dykes." Nicola thrilled to those lovely English 
accents. Men in America had often told her how much her 
Australian accent turned them on. Now she really knew what 
they meant!

   Time to change the subject again. "So, where would you 
girls like to visit first? Disneyland? Universal Studios?"

   The three teens shared a naughty smirk, and then squealed 
in unison, "Strip club!"

   "Strip club?" Nicola asked, surprised. "We want to visit a 
real LA strip club," replied Lil. "Let's go right now," urged 
Kerry, her eyes shining with excitement. "All the best clubs 
are by the airport."

   Nicola sighed. Her dream of playing big sister and taking 
them to Disneyland evaporated, and was quickly replaced with a 
vision of herself as sexually-frustrated pimp taking the girls 
to LA's seediest night spots. Oh well. It was her job to see 
the girls enjoyed themselves, and Nicola was determined that 
if they were going to a strip bar, she should make sure they 
were safe.

   "Earl, can you suggest a good club?"

   "'Headlights', Miss Baron, is always an excellent choice," 
he replied. "OK," said Nicola, "'Headlights' it is."

**********

Nicola at least consoled herself that it wasn't as bad as she 
thought it would be. She stood, along with Kerry, Lil and Tash, 
out the front of the garishly lit 'Headlights' club. Nicola 
had never been inside a strip club before. Sure, she'd given 
some spirited performances herself, but they'd always been in 
hotel suites. Steeling herself, Nicola approached the huge 
muscle-bound bouncer and said "Hi! Er, can we come in?" He 
glanced at the four and shook his head (a feat that amazed 
Nicola, as he apparently had no neck). "No way are any of you 
over 21."

   "Oh come on," cried Tash, "that only applies to boys!" The 
bouncer didn't respond, but crossed his arms, causing his 
muscles to bulge alarmingly.

   "Tell you what," chimed in Kerry, "how's about you let us 
in if we show you our tits?" The bouncer's stoic face burst 
into a grin. "Sure."

   Nicola watched with more than a little shock as her three 
teen charges each lifted their halter tops to show their boobs 
to the man. Tash even wriggled a little, causing her tits to 
jiggle. The bouncer let out a whistle of appreciation. The 
topless teens looked at him hopefully. "Now can we come in?" 
Kerry asked. The bouncer reluctantly turned from the show to 
look at Nicola. "As soon as you all, um, 'pay the entrance 
fee'."

   "What?" Nicola was surprised. Surely he didn't expect her 
to flash him as well? Lil rolled her eyes. "Come on, Knickers, 
show the man your tits and we can get in."

   Before she could reply, Kerry grasped the front of Nicola's 
t-shirt and pulled. The material ripped all the way down and 
her bra-less breasts bounced into viewer. Nicola stood, 
surprised, as her boobs hung out of the gaping front of her t-
shirt for everyone to see. The bouncer stepped aside. "Have a 
nice evening, ladies."

   Kerry, Tash and Lil squealed with delight and dashed 
inside. Nicola, fumbling with her shirt, followed. She managed 
to repair it as best she could by tying up the rip. However, 
her decent t-shirt was now transformed into a very daring 
halter-top. The knot strained to hold her tits in place, and a 
large swell of Nicola's tanned tits were now on view. Sighing, 
she followed the girls into the club.

   Inside, it was relatively dark and noisy. Thankfully, the 
focus of everyone's attention was the three dancers working 
the stage. Nicola now planned to steer Sex Kitten into a 
private booth where they'd remain unseen. Although the girls 
were vitually unknown in the US, Nicola didn't think it would 
be a good idea if the British tabloids got wind of the girls's 
night out in LA.

   "Oi, Knickers!" she heard Tash yell. Nicola turned and saw 
her hopes for anonymity dashed. The girls were seated right 
next to the stage runway, and were already lining up dollar 
bills in front of them. Nicola walked toward them, trying to 
keep her breasts from popping free.

   "Get us some beers, would you?" Tash ordered. Nicola 
frowned. "You're underage!" Lil rolled her eyes. "We're 
already in a stripclub underage. Now set us up for the night. 
A couple of jugs should do."

   Nicola opened her mouth to tell the girls off, but thought 
better of it. She was, after all, supposed to make sure they 
have a good time. Does it really matter if it's at Disneyland 
or a seedy stripclub?

   Nicola approached the bar. A busty topless barmaid was 
serving drinks. "Hello, I've never seen you working here 
before, are you new?"

   "I'm a patron, not a waitress!" Nicola replied, indignantly 
adjusting her tits. Looking around, she realised her attire 
was not too dissimilar to that of the girls serving drinks to 
the customers. "I'll have a couple of jugs." The barmaid 
looked at her coolly. "Now listen, I get enough of those 
cracks from the men..."

   "Jugs of beer," Nicola added, "with three glasses. And a 
ginger ale." She thought it best if at least one of them 
remained sober. The barmaid poured the drinks, and took her 
money with a scowl.

   Nicola returned to the girls, to find them hooting and 
hollering as a blonde stripper enthusiastically danced on 
stage before them. They were probably making more noise than 
the rest of the men put together. They were cajoling their 
stripper to remove her g-string, and she was tempting her teen 
audiences with flashes of the blonde snatch beneath. Kerry 
beckoned the dancer forward, and she obliginly placed a leg up 
on the brass bar that surrounded the stage. Kerry then 
proceeded to stuff dollar bills into the stripper's garter. 
Nicola appraised her performance with a professional eye. So 
this is how girls who strip for a living do it? Nicola liked 
to think her own, amateur approach had more feeling to it.

   Lil noticed Nicola's intense gaze on the stripper and gave 
her a wink. "Enjoying the show?" Nicola blushed. "She's 
alright." Again, she wondered if they'd been told about 
Nicola's sexual leanings. It wasn't exactly a secret. Everyone 
knew she and her now-married friend Jennifer had been been 
jumping in and out of bed, and then there was that unfortunate 
time at the Woodys where Nicola had been caught in flagrante 
delicto with Kristi Ducati (*see "Nicola Gets A Woody"). Lil 
leaned forward and stroked Nicola's bare arm. "It's OK to 
enjoy yourself, we're all girls here." Nicola stared into 
those shining blue eyes. Gosh, she looked so young, but so 
sexually alluring. The club's yellow and red lights dancing 
across the pretty teenager's face. 

   "Hi, girls!" came a perky voice that started Nicola. She 
looked up to see a smiling brunette wearing none-too-
concealing lingerie. "I'm Lacey. Any of you care for a lap 
dance?"

   Kerry gave a naughty smirk. "Knickers here is always up for 
it." Nicola gave a nervous smile. She cast an eye over the 
dancer. Tall, statuesque, her rosy pink nipples peeking 
through the white bra she wore. Before she could reply, Kerry 
had already stuffed a twenty in Lacey's garter. She gave 
Nicola a smouldering glance and began to undulate to the beat 
of the music that pounded through the clubs. Nicola accepted 
the dance with good grace. If this is really what her three 
little charges wanted, then so be it. They began to hoot and 
holler with delight as Lacey danced for Nicola.

   "I've got to tell you, I don't normally get women customers 
in here," Lacey said in a husky voice. "It's kinda turning me 
on." She slipped between Nicola's open thighs and began to 
grind her ass into her crotch. Nicola gasped at the 
electricity between them. It wasn't just the Sex Kitten girls 
who were enjoying the show. Many of the male patrons were 
switching their attention from the stage to the horny twosome 
steaming things up on the floor.

   Lacey slipped off her bra and draped it over Nicola's 
shoulder, exposing a full pair of perky boobs. She pressed 
forward between Nicola's quivering legs, pushing her tits into 
Nicola's face. Nicola, uncharacteristically, was blushing 
furiously. Although a real attention junky, this was beginning 
to get a little out of her league. Lacey cupped her boobs, 
offering the delicious treat to her.

   "Do you like them?" she teased. Nicola was starting to feel 
not just embarrassed but more than a little horny. Lacey's 
lithe body, slick with sweat, continued to wriggle against 
Nicola's own, bare breasts sliding against exposed flesh. 
Nicola caught Lil staring at them with naked lust. She gasped 
again. "Yknow, we should be heading on to the hotel soon."

   Suddenly, a spotlight fell upon them. The DJ's voice rung 
out, "Let's hear it for Lacey, and her very lucky customer!" A 
burst of applause rippled through the club, led by some very 
loud whistles from Sex Kitten. Nicola blushed even more, 
although mercifully, Lacey now switched her attention to the 
larger audience. She grinned at the men, groping her own boobs 
for their delight. Lacey turned back to Nicola and grabbed her 
hand. "Come on, let's have some fun." Nicola shook her head. 
The girls urged her on. "Come on," Lacey said again. "My male 
customers would kill to do this with me."

   Nicola turned to the girls. "One dance and then we leave." 
Eager to see Nicola peform, they agreed. Nicola let Lacey pull 
her up onto the stage. The audience were going wild. "A big 
hand for our enthusiastic new dancer!" Lacey held Nicola by 
the hands as they danced together. Despite her initial 
trepidation, Nicola's exhibitionist streak began to take over, 
and she quickly began to thrill to the lustful throng staring 
at her near naked body. This isn't so hard, Nicola thought. 
Not too different to the strip performances she'd put on for 
studio execs. Except of course, here the rewards were... 
different. She looked down at the beaming faces of Tash, Kerry 
and Lil, oogling her in unashamed delight. Nicola closed her 
eyes, grooving to the beat. She felt Lacey's hands glide 
across her chest, working away at the makeshift knot that held 
her torn shirt together. Nicola made no move to stop her, as 
her delicious tits were once again bared. Nicola, smiling with 
pleasure, continued to dance topless, her hefty 38s swaying 
and bobbing with every movement. The two dancers moved closer 
together, their breast almost touching. "Do you like them?" 
whispered Nicola to her co-star, teasing Lacey with the same 
question she had asked Nicola earlier. Lacey giggled. "Yum," 
she replied, and tweaked Nicola's erect nipples between her 
fingers.

   The music gradually faded away, and the audience roared 
their delight at the impromptu performance. Nicola blushed a 
little, and stepped off the stage. "Come on, now, you agreed. 
We need to check you into the hotel." The girls grumbled, but 
gave in. Nicola led them out into the carpark, still trying to 
get the tattered piece of cloth that had been her shirt to 
provide some decent cover for her tanned tits. Without 
success. The girls continued to stare at Nicola's chest.

   "Gosh, Knickers, you've got nice tits for an old lady," 
smirked Tash.

   "I am not old," Nicola replied. "I'm only 20."

   "No sag or nothing. Amazing," Kerry added. The girls 
giggled and nudged each other. Nicola sighed, and humored 
them.

   Earl was treated to the sight of Nicola's bare tits 
swinging free as she stuck her head into the driver's side 
window.

   "On to the hotel, please Earl."

**********

The concierge had eyed up Nicola's questionable attire, but in 
the end they had got the Sex Kitten girls checked into their 
penthouse suite. Giggling with delight, the trio had run 
upstairs, leaving Nicola and Earl to struggle with the bags.


   "You head off," Nicola told him. "I'll catch a taxi home."

   With the bags on the trolley, Nicola followed her three 
little charges up the room. Nicola entered the sumptuous 
suite. Sex Kitten's record label had spared no expense to put 
the girls up for their stay in LA. As Nicola looked around, 
she couldn't see Tash, Kerry or Lil anywhere.

   "Girls?" she called. No reply. Nicola could faintly hear 
someone talking in another room. A woman's voice. 
Australian... Surprised, Nicola realised it was her own voice! 
It was coming from the bathroom.

   "Wow, Melissa, wearing bikinis for  uniforms was a really 
great idea. I bet we'll get lots of customers now."

   Nicola entered the bathroom. It was dominated by a large 
hottub, in which the three naked Sex Kittens now luxuriated. 
Clutching glasses of champagne, they turned to greet Nicola 
with cheeky grins. In front of the tub was a huge widescreen 
TV, showing the naked Nicola changing into a bright-blue 
bikini. It was, of course, 'Bikini Stewardesses 2'.

   "We found one of your movies playing on TNA," explained 
Kerry. Nicola suddenly found it hard to concentrate. The three 
teenage temptresses were naked, right before her very eyes, 
wearing nothing more than smiles. Three delicious pairs of 
boobs, turning pink in the hot water, were laid out before 
Nicola's leering gaze. She licked her lips.

   Onscreen, Nicola had finished getting dressed. Her outfit 
was a travesty of an airline stewardess's- apart from the blue 
bikini was a little blue hat, and white cuffs on otherwise 
bare arms. A pair of gold wings was clipped to a bikini strap, 
which strained under the weight of Nicola's tits. It was 
obvious here was a stewardess who gave more than a smile with 
her service. Nicola, or rather "Kelly", turned to the other 
actresses who were similarly dressed. "OK, girls, let's get 
out there and show those guys the best time ever!"

   "You look really hot in that stewardess outfit," Lil 
commented. She seemed unable to tear her gaze away from 
Nicola's onscreen tits. The offscreen Nicola was having the 
same problem with Lil's chest. "Uh-uh," she replied, only 
half-hearing her.

   "Yknow girls," said Kerry with a smirk, "I reckon Knickers 
here is just dying to strip off and jump in with us." The 
other two looked up at Nicola with broad grins. "Yeah, come on 
in, the water's lovely."

   Nicola was torn. She did so want to slip into that warm, 
bubbly water with the three lovely, naked nymphettes. But they 
were so young! And it was Nicola's job to look after them in 
LA. Mind you, part of that involved Nicola making sure Sex 
Kitten had a good time while they were here, and they'd all 
have a good time if they watched the end of the movie 
together. Nicola found herself thinking it would probably be 
OK if she joined them for a while. No hanky-panky, just Nicola 
and the teens relaxing together in the hot-tub. Nothing wrong 
with that, is there? Nicola's resolved crumbled. Ordinarily, 
Nicola would wear a bathing suit, but as none was available, 
she might as well go au naturale. Slowly, she unbuttoned her 
jeans. The girls cheered her on. Nicola told herself just 
because she's nude, and the girls are nude too, and they're 
all nude together in the hot-tub doesn't mean they're getting 
up to naughtiness. Nicola began to remove the tattered shirt. 
The girls whistled, encouraging Nicola to show off her 
fabulous tits. She tossed the rag aside, leaving her gorgeous 
body naked except for a white g-string. Nicola paused, unsure 
whether to continue. Looking into the shinning eyes of those 
three horny girls, Nicola quickly decided to slip it off too 
and toss it in the pile.

   The action on-screen was beginning to match that in the 
hotel room. Bikini Airways had installed a hot-tub into its 
plane, and one of the male passengers was luxuriating in the 
water. The busty Australian beauty leant forward, thrusting 
her cleavage toward him. "Good afternoon, Mr. Rockwell, is 
there anything I can do for you?"

   The now naked Nicola slipped into the tub. The warm water 
felt so good against her bare skin. Immeadiately the three 
girls swarmed around her, pressing their wet, naked bodies 
against Nicola. Teenage hands brushed against her nipples, 
causing them stiffen with excitement. Another naught set of 
fingers slipped into her pussy, teasing her swollen clitoris. 
The four girls cuddled together, making themselves very 
comfortable to watch the rest of the movie.

   On-screen, things were getting pretty hot too. "Oh Mr. 
Rockwell!" Nicola gasped. The passenger had loosened Nicola's 
bikini top, freeing her tits. The stewardess was clearly 
enjoying the attention now being lavished on her bare breasts.

   Nicola continued to watch herself being groped on-screen, 
as the girls groped her in person. Lil's pretty face appeared 
before hers, blocking the view. The teenage pop princess gave 
a mischievous smile, and then kissed Nicola passionately on 
the lips. Nicola closed her eyes, surrendering herself to 
desire. Lil's tongue slid inside Nicola's willing mouth, and 
the starlet eagerly began to suck on it. Other hot little 
mouths began to work at Nicola's aching nipples. Fingers 
slipped boldly inside Nicola's pussy, delving deep into her 
hot, pink flesh. Nicola groaned with desire, wriggling to hips 
to fuck the hand penetrating her. In her sex-fevered mind, she 
was no longer fucking three different girls, but one single 
wall of naked teen flesh that simultaneously sucked on her 
tongue, tugged on her nipples, and probed deep between her 
legs. She wasn't just fucking Tash, Lil and Kerry, she was 
fucking Sex Kitten. Nicola's stomach muscles rippled with the 
orgasm building deep within her luscious body. She was going 
to cum like she had never come before.

   Forgotten, 'Bikini Stewardesses 2' continued to play. 
"Ooooh, Mr. Rockwell! Thank *you* for flying Bikini Airways!"

**********

Nicola awoke to find herself alone in the hotel room. In a 
moment she remembered what had happened last night, her 
pathetic attempt to resist sexual desire for the girls, that 
had ended with the four-way all-girl orgy in the hot-tub, 
while Nicola's TNA movie had played on the big screen TV. 
Nicola groaned. It was going to be a long day.

   First, she showered. Emerging wet and naked from the 
bathroom, she began to look for her clothes. She remembered 
her t-shirt was beyond repair, but she still couldn't find her 
jeans or knickers. After giving up the search, and deciding 
she couldn't leave the hotelroom wearing just the towel, she 
decided to borrow some of Sex Kitten's clothes. The girls' 
entire wardrobe consisted of halter tops, boob-tubes, and 
skimpy outfits. It seemed they didn't own anything that didn't 
show off their bodies. Unfortunately, the girls were quite 
petite compared to Nicola. None of the jeans fitted, so Nicola 
had to settle for a very-short hot-pink miniskirt that left 
her tanned thighs bare. Feeling it was a little unhygienic to 
borrow any underwear, Nicola decided to risk wearing nothing 
underneath, hoping to keep the beaver flashes down to a 
minimum.

   Her ass and pussy now covered, the topless Nicola now 
searched for something to cover her delicious tits. The girls 
were way too small, there was no shirt, halter-top or boob-
tube Nicola could cram her 38s into. She did, however, find a 
long silk scarf that gave her an idea. Nicola hung the scarf 
around the back of her neck, draping the two ends over her 
shoulders and down her chest. She arranged the scarf to cover 
her boobs as much as possible, and then tucked the loose ends 
into the skirt, tying a belt arund her waist to keep them in 
place. Nicola stood before the mirror, appraising her ad hoc 
outfit.

   It certainly looked daring. The scarf formed two strips of 
material that (just) covered her tits, but left not just her 
back and arms bare, but also the sides of her body, and her 
chest from her throat to her navel. As long as Nicola stood 
with her back straight, the scarf remained taut, covering her 
breasts. If she relaxed and slumped forward, the material hung 
loose, and her tits slipped from the outfit and bounced into 
view. Nicola turned to admire herself in the mirror, thrilling 
to the sight of all the bare skin her scarf-blouse displayed. 
In fact, Nicola realised, far more of her was exposed than 
covered! But at least she wouldn't be arrested. Now she was 
ready to face to world.

   Nicola was smiling broadly as she entered the hotel's 
restaurant. Kerry, Tash and Lil were eating breakfast and 
poring over the morning papers. Nicola approached them, eager 
to show off her new outfit. 

   "Very spunky," said Tash. "Alot better than what you had on 
yesterday," added Lil. "We'll make a Sex Kitten of you yet, 
Knickers."

   Nicola blushed at the compliment. Having the three young 
girls leering at her really turned her on. There was no guilt 
over last night. So Nicola had jumped into bed with three 
teenage girls on their first night in a strange, new city, so 
what? She had shown them love and affection. Better that it 
was Nicola running her tongue over their nubile little bodies, 
and not some Hollywood sleaze-bag. Still, Nicola thought it 
best if they cooled if for a while. Slip back into 'big 
sister' mode.

   "What are you reading there?" Nicola asked. "Check this 
out, you'll love it," said Kerry, thrusting the paper toward 
her. "'News of the World' direct from England."

   Nicola gasped. Right there on page two, it was her! Naked 
on stage with Lacey at the club yesterday, her three wards 
staring up at them. The headline read, "Sex Kittens live it up 
in LA".

   "'The tasty trio had no sooner arrived at LAX when they 
headed off to a local strip club. Not only did their minder, 
Australian starlet Nicola Baron, let them go inside, she 
climbed on stage and entertained the girls with a striptease 
of her own.'"

   Nicola blushed. Someone had taken pictures of them 
yesterday! And now her bare breasts were splashed across the 
British tabloids! Oh, well, Nicola sighed, at least if the 
movie biz falls through and she has to become a Page 3 girl, 
she's already got a leg up. Or rather, a boob up.

   "Definitely one for the scrap book," said Tash with a grin.

   "Come on," said Nicola. "Your call time is for seven 
o'clock."

**********

   With their chart-topping success back in England, Sex 
Kitten had been sent to LA to reshoot an even sexier version 
of their video for the hit 'Kittens 4ever'. Nicola had seen 
the original version, it had featured the girls in their 
halter-tops and hip-huggers as the camera slowly lingered over 
their luscious teen bodies. She wondered just what the 
American version would do to out-sex that?

   The limo whisked them out to the location for the shoot. 
The first part of the video was to be shot on a football 
field. Upon arrival, the girls were bundled into the make-up 
and wardrobe trailer, leaving Nicola free to hang around the 
set. 

   This was, she reflected, a pretty easy job. Look after 
three teenage nymphos, try not to fuck them. Well, try not to 
fuck them *again*. Otherwise, Nicola was free to do as she 
pleased. She introduced herself to the crew, and was a little 
disappointed that they didn't recognise her. However, wearing 
her sexy outfit, she made plenty of new friends. Nicola was 
careful to keep herself covered up, but accidents still 
happened, and every now and then Nicola would forget, slump 
down in a folding chair, and inadvertently expose her boobs to 
the crew. She quickly become a popular girl.

   "May I have your attention please," came a voice through a 
megaphone. Nicola turned to see the 2nd AD standing on the 
steps of the trailer. "About to make their US debut, we 
proudly present England's hottest girl band, Sex Kitten!" He 
pulled open the door to the trailer, and the three girls 
emerged into view to the sound of applause from the crew.

   Nicola was certainly impressed by their entrance. The girls 
were dressed in their costumes for the video- 3 very revealing 
cheerleader outfits. The top consisted of a tiny bikini bra, 
two small red triangles of material that barely covered their 
boobs, tied around their luscious bodies with thin straps. The 
bottom half was a very bried red flared skirt. Tash did a 
twirl, causing her skirt to fly up, revealing matching red 
bikini mini-briefs underneath. The outfit was finished off 
with white sneakers, and, to make them look even younger, each 
Sex Kitten had her hair bound in a pony tail. The final effect 
was to show off as much skin as possible in a music video. 
Nicola's eyes hungrily skimmed across their bare stomachs, 
cute little bellybuttons, and lean, smooth legs. All thoughts 
about playing big sister flew out of her head- she wanted to 
fuck them again!

   Kerry, Tash and Lil bounced down onto the football field, 
grinning at the attention from the crew. They were arranged on 
the ten-yard line, and the crew set up to shoot their 
routines. Nicola pulled her chair in close to get a good look 
at the girls in action.

   "OK girls, shake those pom-poms!" the director called. The 
teenage temptresses launched into a well-choreograped cheer 
routine. They lip-synced to their song on playback, but it was 
their other talents Nicola was more interested in. High kicks 
flashed their crotches to the camera, and the jumping about 
set their boobs jiggling within the modest confines of their 
bras. Nicola watched, amused to realise that this was pretty 
much how she appeared when she was 'performing'. She was 
certainly enjoying the show they put on. Was it her 
imagination, of were they casting mischievous looks in 
Nicola's direction as they beaver-flashed her?

   After an hour, the director decided they'd got enough 
coverage and it was time to move on to the second location. 
The girls, still in costume, would be taken by Nicola in the 
limo, and the crew would follow as soon as the gear was packed 
up. They were still gathering equipment as Nicola and her 
three giggling charges made themselves comfortable in the back 
of the limo.

   Nicola licked her lips as she looked them over. "Mmm, you 
look hot in those outfits."

   "Thanks, Knickers," replied Tash. "That's quite a 
compliment coming from such a nice piece of ass as yourself."

   They dissolved into laughter. Nicola still continued to 
oogle them. This evidently wasn't lost on Kerry. In the 
confines of the limo, she jumped over to straddle Nicola, 
pushing her tits into her face.

   "You've been eyeing these puppies up all morning," she 
teased. "Go on, help yourself."

   Nicola didn't even stop to think. She popped the clasp on 
Kerry's bra, revealing those cute little pink titties that she 
had been first introduced to last night. Nicola selected a 
nipples, and clamped her lips around it, happily sucking on 
the teenage tit like a newborn babe.

   "Woah," gasped Kerry, "take it easy old girl. You 
practically swallowed my whole boob." Nicola mumbled an 
apology, though it was obvious from Kerry's continued gasps of 
delight, none was necessary. Tash and Lil moved to either side 
of Nicola, her unusual top allowing them easy access to her 
boobs. Soon, Nicola was enjoying the sensation of her own 
breasts massaged and nipples tweaked as she slurped contently 
on someone else's.

   All to soon, the limo stopped, and Earl announced they had 
arrived. The girls rearranged their clothes, before getting 
out of the car.

   They were at one of the larger sound stages at Universal. 
The producion had rented an unused set from a recently-wrapped 
big-budget sci-fi feature, a series of gleaming white 
corridors and rooms that was supposed to be the interior of an 
alien space ship. However, for Sex Kitten's video, it was 
going to be transformed into something else: a girls locker-
room and sauna! All that was needed was a few smoke machines 
to produce steam. The idea was that, after coming off the 
field from cheerleading, the girls would jump into the shower 
together, and then relax in the steam room. As the crew began 
to setup the location, Nicola and the girls went over to meet 
the extras for these scenes. They were a dozen beautiful 
models, all them dressed in nothing more than a towel. Nicola 
cast her professional eye over the bevy of starlets, taking in 
their exposed thighs and cleavage, and judging them to be a 
good-looking team of what Tash, Kerry and Lil might call 
'crumpet'. However, Nicola was rather scornful to discover 
that none of the extras were contracted to do nude scenes, and 
no-one had any intention of showing any skin whatsoever.

   Shooting soon began. Again, Nicola had nothing more to do 
then watch the action. Things got pretty steamy very quickly, 
and it had nothing to do with the artifical steam filling the 
'locker-room'. The first shot required the girls to jog down a 
corridor, smiling into the camera as they stripped off their 
cheerleader outfits and tossed them aside. Of course, they 
would only be shot from the neck up, but Nicola and the crew 
had a surprise in store. The director called for a take, and 
with the camera rolling, the girls launched into their action 
with enthusiasm. As the three shrugged off their bikini tops, 
a gasp of surprise rung out. The girls had decided to actually 
strip for the camera. Still lip-syncing perfectly, the three 
smiling beauties stripped completely nude in front of 
everyone. They did the action just as rehearsed, though with 
their now bare boobs bouncing deliciously with every step. The 
take complete, the director called cut. 

   Tash, Kerry and Lil stood around, still nude, as the 
director, 1st AD and camera op conferred. As far as Nicola 
could tell, the camera op was pretty sure they got a nipple or 
two popping up in the bottom of frame. However, the 1st AD 
felt they were pushed for time and should print the take 
anyway. The next shot was a reverse, so they'd be able to edit 
around any naughty bits in post.

   The camera reset to shoot the same action but from behind. 
The girls grumbled alittle at having to get dressed again, but 
were soon back in their birthday suits, and the camera rolled 
as they skipped nude down the corridor.

   Nicola was intrigued by the crew's reaction to the 
impromptu strip show. She was used to professional B crews, 
who spent their working days with naked starlets like Nicola. 
This crew was clearly more used to their cast wearing clothes, 
and Nicola caught many of them leering at the naked Sex Kitten 
girls. She didn't blame them!

   With the first couple of shots completed, the girls 
continued to hang out nude, much to everyone's delight. A 
wardrobe assistant brought them robes, but the high-spirited 
teenagers refused them. "We're getting into character," Tash 
announced. "Yeah, just like Dustin Hoffman in 'Marathon Man'," 
added Lil. They burst into another fit of giggling.

   "Is this your first time naked on camera?" Nicola asked. 
"Yup," replied Tash. "Except that time that 'News of the 
World' photographer talked Kerry into posing nude in his hotel 
room."

   "Shut up!" giggled Kerry. Nicola smiled. It was a sexy 
situation she knew so well, to stand around naked as the 
clothed crew bustled about their various jobs around them. The 
perfect employment for would-be exhibitionists like Nicola and 
Sex Kitten.

   The next series of set-ups required the girls to don 
towels. It was hardwork, shooting the teenagers lying in 
provocative poses about the sauna. The extras lounged in the 
background, haughtily ignoring the three stars who kept 
flashing their tits at the cameras.

   The girls were beginning to thoroughly enjoy putting on a 
show, but were miffed that it would only ever be seen by the 
crew. "Can't we have some nudity in this video?" Lil 
complained. "All this is sexy alright, but the final product 
just won't have us full monty, will it?" The record company 
rep, a young but rather stern girl, explained that there could 
be no actual nudity in the final cut.

   Tash cast of her towel and stood before the rep stark 
naked. "You put these in the video, and this song'll go 
straight to #1." She cupped her breasts to demonstrate just 
how much talent she had in her tits. The rep sighed, and 
stalked off, promising to do what she could.

   Shooting continued. For sure, the footage was daring, with 
lots of bare thighs, cleavage, and backs, but still no real 
topless shots, let alone a good full-beaver.

   The rep returned, and explained that she had been on to the 
company, and they had agreed to make a version with nudity. 
However, as this cut would screen on US cable networks, the 
girls were too young to do it themselves, and there was no 
time or extra money to renegotiate any of the extras' 
contracts. The upshot was, the girls could have nudity in the 
video if they wanted it, but they'd quickly need to find 
someone willing to show their tits for free.

   Tash, Kerry and Lil looked at each other with evil grins, 
and squealed together, "Knickers!"

   Nicola jumped. "Oh no," she said. "I'm not baring my tits 
for some music video!"

   "Aw, come on, Knickers," begged Lil. The three teenagers 
gathered around Nicola, rubbing their naked bodies against 
her. "Please, do it for us."

   "You want me to strip, on camera, right now, and for no 
money?"

   "Go on," urged Kerry. "You're ever so good at stripping and 
everything. There's only one more setup, we'll get a few quick 
flashes of your boobs and that'll be all."

   "Well..." Nicola looked at their anxious, imploring faces. 
And not just them, Nicola guessed the crew were silently 
hoping she'd do it too. "OK."

   The girls squealed with delight. Before Nicola could ask 
where wardrobe was, they began tearing at her clothes. The 
scarf went flying, exposing Nicola's impressive 38-inch tits. 
With a wiggle of her hips, Nicola's red miniskirt was also 
stripped and tossed aside. In a second, Nicola was as naked as 
her three charges.

   Before they wrapped on this camera setup, Kerry had an idea 
which she convined the director would be brilliant to shoot. 
It was quickly agreed upon. Kerry, the mischievous little 
Hitchcock, decided not to let Nicola in on what was going to 
happen.

   Nicola was given a towel to wrap around her nude body, and 
directed simply to walk down the corridor. Didn't sound too 
hard, Nicola told herself. The camera rolled, the director 
called action, and Nicola strolled down the corridor toward 
her mark. Suddenly, with a whoop of delight, Kerry snatched 
away her towel. Surprised, Nicola squealed and tried to cover 
her tits. Kerry beamed with delight, as the director 
proclaimed that take very much a print. They quickly shot a 
close-up of Nicola's reaction, with Kerry repeating the action 
of seizing the towel. Despite her ample exposure in B-movies, 
Nicola still found herself blushing with embarrassment, as her 
body was bared on camera in this different genre.

   The shooting moved on to the final setup. One room had been 
converted into a shower set complete with working plumbing. 
The director ran a block-through with the cast and crew so 
that everyone knew what was happening. Despite this only being 
a rehearsal, the girls continued to parade around the set 
naked, their nubile teen bodies glistening with the make-up 
designed to look like droplets of water. Nicola at least 
retained the modesty of the towel, although it became apparent 
that she would again be naked for these shots. The girls too 
would be naked, but much to their disappointment they would 
only be shot from the neck up. 

   It was time to shoot Nicola in the shower. She reluctantly 
handed the towel to the wardrobe girl, and stood naked in one 
of the stalls. In the confined space the crew clustered around 
the naked starlet, the camera only a foot away from her bare 
body. Nicola glanced around at the male faces of the camera 
op, the focus puller and the boom op, standing so close they 
could reach out and stroke her bare boobs. Nicola smiled at 
them nervously, and they smiled back. The director and the 
rest of the crew, plus Sex Kitten, were clustered around the 
monitor, no doubt enjoying the close-ups. The 1st AD called 
for the camera to roll, and the production  jumped into action 
like a well-oiled lapdancer.

   Just before the director called action, another instruction 
was shouted out, one that Nicola had never heard before. "Cue 
water!"

   A moment later the shower head burst into life, spraying 
Nicola with water- freezing cold water! She gave a squeal of 
surprise. Her nipples instantly hardened to succulent bullets. 
The director called out instructions to her, "Nicola, start 
lathering up!"

   The eager young starlet complied, and taking a sponge and 
some liquid soap, began to scrub herself all other. The cold 
water continued to sleet down her naked body. The camera shot 
close-ups of her stomach and boobs, as she covered her body in 
a thin foam of lather. 

   "Great, more, more!" called the director. "Rub some soap on 
your tits." Nicola squirted the liquid soap down her boobs. 
She set the sponge aside, and began to massage it into her 
breasts, squeezing her hefty charms. Coated in the slick 
fluid, Nicola's boobs caught the light and shone brilliantly.

   Inspite of herself, Nicola was beginning to feel very 
horny. She continuted to grope her own tits, tweaking her hot 
pink nipples. She could imagine the final effect on film, more 
torrid than anything she'd ever shot before. A warm, satisfied 
feeling began to grow in the pit of her stomach. Nicola longed 
to be able to slip a hand into her open pussy and masturbate 
openly, but controlled the urge.

   Nicola was enjoying herself so much she didn't realise the 
director had called cut. Nicola blushed, and the Sex Kitten 
girls giggled. The shower stopped, and Nicola stepped out of 
the stall, still covered in water and soap. It had been the 
last shot of the day, and the crew began to pack up. The girls 
flocked around Nicola once again before she had a chance to 
get dressed, eager to grope the beautiful starlet before she 
the wardrobe assistant brought her her robe. Nicola was still 
naked then, as they bundled her into the dressing-room.

   Nicola was in a daze of sexual desire as the limo drove 
them back to the hotel. The girls were laughing and joking, 
recounting the day's shoot. They had thoroughly enjoyed 
spending most of the day naked, in front of a largely male 
crew who tried desperately not to notice their naked, nubile 
young bodies. 

   Nicola tried desperately to remember her vow of chastity 
for today at least. Steady, Knickers! she told herself. Just 
drop them off at the hotel, then back to your place for a 
quick wank. Kerry's hand "accidentally" strayed across 
Nicola's naked thigh and up her skirt. She let out a gasp, and 
crossed her legs. It was the longest car ride Nicola had ever 
taken...

**********

Finally, Nicola got them back to the hotel. She wanted to make 
a quick getaway, but her sense of duty overwhelmed her, and 
she knew she at least had to see Sex Kitten safely to their 
room.

   They made it, with just a little light groping in the 
elevator. Nicola was still horny as hell, but she was 
beginning to control her pussy, which seemed to be mewling out 
for a little Sex Kitten action. Nicola stood in the open 
doorway of the suite, a little afraid of what would happen if 
she let herself enter.

   "Aren't you going to tuck us in?" asked Tash with a hungry 
look. Nicola gave a look like a deer caught in headlights and 
shook her head. "Not tonight, girls. You need to be at the 
airport by 8 am."

   "Oh, come on, Knickers!" said Kerry, taking her by the arm. 
"Just a goodnight kiss, that's all we ask."

   Nicola paused to consider. Just a kiss, a quick peck on the 
cheek. Could she trust herself with that? Kerry closed her 
eyes and offered her cheek up to Nicola's lips. Nicola sighed. 
"OK. But just a quick one and then it's off to bed." She 
stepped forward, and instantly realised she'd made a mistake.

   Tash and Lil seized Nicola by the arms. Kerry opened her 
eyes and gave a wicked grin. "Oh no, my dear Knickers. After a 
day like this, we expect you to take care of us. Ain't that 
right, girls."

   "Yes!" yelled Tash and Lil in unison. Nicola was 
bewildered. She was so worried about her trying it on with the 
girls she didn't realise they may try it on with her! She 
struggled, but the two teens were surprisingly strong. Kerry 
reached out and seized the scarf that Nicola had made into a 
makeshift top. She pulled it off with a flourish, baring 
Nicola's boobs, her stiff nipples betraying her own sexual 
desire. With a smile, Kerry's hands traced a path down 
Nicola's bare stomach, down to her mini-skirt, and with a 
sharp tug it too was lying on the ground, and Nicola was once 
again completely naked.

   Kerry took time to play with the starlet's chesty 
treasures. Her forefinger traced a circle around Nicola's 
aureloa, the sharp nail digging ever so slightly into the 
tender boobflesh. Nicola gasped. "L-let's talk about this, 
shall we?" she stammered. It was hopeless, though. She wanted 
to fuck these pretty young things as much as they wanted to 
fuck her. Kerry didn't reply, but switched her attention to 
the other nipple, eliciting another groan of painfully obvious 
pleasure.

   Tash and Lil looked on, their eyes gleaming bright with 
desire. Nicola gave an unexpected jerk, and broke free. As 
they stared at her in surprise, for a moment she was free to 
run. But instead she lunged forward, seizing Kerry in a 
passionate embrace. Nicola's lips were on Kerry's, her hot 
tongue slithering out into the teenager's eager mouth. The 
couple flung themselves onto the bed still making out. Nicola 
closed her eyes, losing herself to the passion.

   Slowly, Kerry let Nicola go. She gave a whimper, looking 
around to see where her plaything had gone. Kerry was kneeling 
between her legs, like some kind of teen nun worshipping at 
the altar of her dripping cunt. Tash and Lil were pulling her 
ankles apart, spreading Nicola's legs even wider, before 
snuggled down next to Kerry. Nicola's pussy, swollen and 
eager, lay before them like an open oyster. She let out 
another whimper, anxious for them to get to the task at hand. 
Tash, Kerry and Lil soon obliged her, pushing their pretty 
young faces into Nicola's gash. An explosion of pleasure 
erupted in Nicola's crotch, as three tongues simultaneously 
slithered across her clitoris, each of them fighting over that 
wet little pearl of delight. Nicola soon came, drenching her 
three little charges in her own cunt-juices. It didn't stop 
there, and Nicola was soon orgasming again. 

   For the tasty Aussie starlet with a penchant for pussy, it 
was a long night...

**********

   At LAX the next morning, all eyes turned to get an eyeful 
of the jiggling boobs on the busty Australian beauty jogging 
through the airport, followed closely by three teenage girls 
in halter tops.

   "Come on, you'll miss the boarding!" Nicola called to the 
girls. The PA announced the final boarding for the BA flight 
to London, and the girls were running to make it in time. 
Nicola had finally managed to get some decent clothing. They'd 
found a t-shirt in the Kittens' luggage that fit her. It was a 
tight fit, though, and the shirt was stretched to the limit. 
Of course, none of the girls had a bra that fit Nicola, 
meaning that it was her bare boobs that strained against the 
material. Add that to the dash to make the flight, and Nicola 
was unwittingly putting on quite a show for the LAX commuters. 
Also located were a pair of shorts to replace the ones Nicola 
had mysteriously lost two days before.

   At last they made it to the departure lounge. Nicola was 
gasping for breath as they arrived, pushing her shirt to the 
limit.

   "OK," she said at last, turning to look at her three tasty 
little charges. "I guess this is it." Tash, Kerry and Lil 
smiled at her fondly.

   "Bye, Knickers," said Kerry. "I'll miss ya." She gave her a 
hug.

   "Yeah, old girl." Tash, too, embraced her warmly.

   "Look after yourself, Knickers," said Lil, also giving her 
a hug goodbye. Nicola smiled- at last she got to be big 
sister!

   "We talked this over," said Kerry, "and we want to make you 
an honorary Sex Kitten."

   "Oh that's so sweet!" replied Nicola, genuinely touched. 
The three girls stood around her, their hands on Nicola's 
shoulders. The plane had almost finished boarding. "Is there a 
badge or something I get to wear?" Nicola asked.

   "Sort of," Kerry replied with a smirk. Suddenly, the three 
girls seized the collar of Nicola's shirt. They pulled, 
tearing it into shreds. Nicola squealed, her boobs were once 
again on show. And this time in the middle of LAX! Her hands 
leapt to her chest to cover her tits. Quick as a flash, the 
girls seized Nicola's shorts and pulled again. They too 
disintegrated into strips of cloth, leaving Nicola dressed in 
nothing but her titular knickers. 

   Nicola was stunned. She stood, frozen, as the remains of 
her clothes laid at her feet. A deep bloom of red began to 
spread across her face and bare chest. "Bye, Knickers," said 
Kerry, and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. With a whoop of 
joy, the girls boarded their plane.

   Nicola sighed. A small crowd had gathered, enjoying the 
spectacle. Trying to ignore them, Nicola brought her cellphone 
to her ear.

   "The girls are off, now Earl. Can you bring the car around 
to pick me up at international departures."

   "Yes, Miss Baron."

   "Oh, and Earl?"

   "Yes, Miss Baron?"

   "I'm going to need some clothes again. There was, um, a bit 
of a mishap."

   "Right away, Miss Baron."

END
