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Fun on South Beach Ch. 01

By: flaborn1957



What you are about to read contains sexual content and is not suited for all readers. If you are a minor or if you are offended by fiction containing sexual content, please use your back button before proceeding further. This story is a pure work of fiction. The situation described and the characters included are totally a fabrication of my imagination. 

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The cab pulled up to the small apartment building on South Beach. The passenger started to open the door but stopped as the driver put her hand out.

"Hey Angel, you've been promising me something for weeks now and I think today is the day that you settle up," the driver said. "I ain't been giving you all these discount rides for nothing." 

The driver was a rather haggard looking woman who's name is Betty. She was nothing to look at, driving a cab for 30 years and smoking for 35 had left her dried up and old.

Angel smiled, "Well, I guess it has been quite awhile since we made our deal. Okay, why don't you pull around the corner behind the Gomez Building. Then you can join me back here."

The driver wasted no time pulling the cab around the corner into the empty parking lot. After all her dreams were about to come true. The beautiful passenger was none other than Angel Enriguez, the stunning 20 year old model who was the current hot bikini model. Angel has been burning up the newsstands due to cover shots of her on no less than 3 bikini catalogs and her 2 new posters.

And she is burning up for good reason. Angel is the kind of girl that simply takes your breath away when you see her. The only daughter of her Cuban father, Jael, and her blonde northern Italian mother Monica, herself a well known model in her day, Angel is the perfect blend of 2 countries known for their exotic women. 

There was a side to Angel that few people knew about. She was a sexual adventurer and she was about to add another adventure to her list.

The cab driver was reveling in her good fortune as she thought about what she was about to get her hands on. The honey blonde model, a shade over 115 pounds on her 5'6" frame, had a body that was near perfect. Her skin was a gorgeous light olive, her hair fell in cascades to just over her incredible ass. Her face was flawless and glowed with Angel's always present smile. But her best feature, and lots of people agree on this, were her breasts. They were perfection on a girl. In her modeling shots, they always seemed to be bursting out of her top. 

Now the deal between the driver and Angel was simple. She gave her discounts on the cab fares and every so often, Angel would give her something in return -- whatever she wanted. She had made it pretty plain over the last couple weeks what she wanted. And it was the girl's incredible breasts. Angel had agreed to let the older woman feel her up, knowing all along the cabbie wanted so much more. But Angel was going to play this game her way.

Her "way" was to play out her little fantasies that she frequently had. She had been setting up the cabbie for weeks. Giving her some sneak peeks of her body. Letting the cabbie cop a quick feel as she helped her in and out of the cab. She was playing the part of a tease that might be biting off more than she can chew.

As the driver climbed into the backseat, she saw that Angel was ready for her. Angel had pulled off her shirt and now had only her small lacey bra covering her luscious breasts. Angel's excitement over this little encounter was obvious, her breasts were swollen and flushed. The driver closed the door and took a quick look around to make sure there was no one nearby. 

Finally, she cast her eyes on the incredible young woman before her. Angel was leaning back against the door, her smooth tanned legs stretched out so that the driver had to lift them and slide underneath. Although Angel was trying to look calm, she was anything but. Her breathes came quickly causing her breasts to rise and fall in the most exquisite fashion.

"Is this what you wanted?" Angel asked as the cab driver stared at her in awe.

"You know it is. I've been dreaming of this day for a couple weeks now."

"Okay, just remember that we're just going to do a little kissing."

The driver reached over to the girl and pulled her close. She wrapped one arm around Angel's shoulders and the other hand dropped onto the girl's smooth stomach. She tilted Angel's head back and placed her mouth over the succulent lips. The kiss was deep and sensual. Angel loved to kiss and she loved to be kissed. The driver seemed to sense this as she began to shower the girl with kisses. She moved down the lovely neck, over the bare shoulders, and down further to the incredible chest.

"Oh my god Betty, I'm not sure about this. What are you doing to me?"

Betty just smiled to herself as she delicately cupped Angel's breasts in her hands. The tiny bra gave way quickly and was easily removed leaving the luscious girl's breasts ready for the taking. Betty wasted no time as she lowered her mouth over a perfect nipple. She teased it momentarily before she sucked it deep into her mouth. A small gasp escaped Angel's soft lips as her nipple was pulled into the driver's mouth. Almost instantly Angel was taken to a place that few ever reach. The girl's breasts were just as sensitive as they were stunning to look at. Realizing this, the driver wrapped one arm around Angel's back so she could literally press the girl into her.

Angel's back arched as the driver moved from one breast to the other, sucking, licking, biting -- all of it driving the young model to a higher and higher spot. 

"It feels good doesn't it Angel," Betty said with a sneer in her voice. 

She was loving the fact that this lovely young girl was giving herself over to a used up woman such as herself. She basked in her good fortune as she realized that the body that was desired by millions of horny men all over the country was now in her dried up clutches. 

She moved one hand slowly down Angel's smooth, flat waist until it found the waste band of the girl's skirt. Drawing on her expertise as an aggressive lesbian, the skirt was off in a matter of seconds. Betty turned her head slightly as she worked over the girl's breasts so she get a better look. 

What she saw almost made the old lesbian's heart skip a beat. Angel was wearing an incredibly hot little g-string that was a very bright electric blue. The contrast of the color against Angel's light olive skin was a sight to behold. 

Betty moved her hand quickly over the bright blue patch and massaged Angel's heaven right through the cloth. The woman expertly danced her fingers over the girl's sex which was covered by nothing more than the thin material of the g-string. Angel squirmed under Betty's expert touch. 

"Oh my dear Angel, I think it's time for me to taste you," the older woman whispered. 

"Oh Betty, you were only supposed to kiss my breasts a little. What are you doing to me?" 

The older woman sneered as her fingers slipped under the thin panties and lightly massaged the girls swollen lips. She paused for a moment before sliding a finger into the steaming model's pussy. Angel had a moment of blindness as the sensational shock hit her. The older woman knew now that the girl was hers for the taking. 

Betty worked the girls vulnerable pussy for several minutes as her mouth slavered over the luscious breasts. Angel was obviously building to something huge. Her breasts ached and her pussy was burning in need of relief. And the older woman intended to give the girl all the relief she needed.

She turned in the seat and slid down so that she could place herself between the girl's smooth, tanned legs. As the sucking of her breasts and the slow finger fucking of her sweet pussy halted, the girl collected herself momentarily. She saw that the older woman was crouching between her legs. She saw that the woman's hands were guiding her legs to each side of the woman's head.

Angel continued to play the part of the young girl who was in over her head.

"What are you doing? Why are you pushing my legs apart? Oh my god!" exclaimed the girl.

With that, the cabbie stabbed her tongue into the pussy of one of the most beautiful girls in the world. The woman was an expert too. Angel reached down to push the woman's head and mouth as tight as she could to her aching sex. But she needn't have bothered. The woman had her arms tightly around the girl's thighs and was ramming her face against the steaming pussy.

The tongue was relentless. It sank deep into the girl. It would withdraw to dance around the luscious lips. Then it would dive back in to electrify the girl once again. Angel was writhing and twisting as her body was swept away in shock after shock.

The older woman felt it. The slight stiffening of the girl's body. The increasing intensity of her breathing. The woman's tongue was deep into the girl as the first of 3 violent orgasms swept over Angel. 

The beautiful model rolled from one side of the cab to the other as the woman continued to lick over her tender lips and continued her orgasmic ride. Angel was totally blinded as she rode one electric orgasm after another. 

Finally, the cabbie began to ease off. She pulled back slightly so she could watch the beautiful model gather herself.

Angel tried to sit up, but her body was so overcome she could hardly find the strength. Her eyes cracked up to the leering face of the cabbie who was still kneeling between her legs. The cabbie's hands clutched at each side of the girl's waist and lifted her up into a sitting position. The faces of the 2 women were now almost level and Angel could see that the older woman's face was covered in the model's juicy cum. 

"Do you see Angel? Do you see the juice from your pussy on my face? It's all over my hands too. You're quite the little cummer aren't you," the older woman laughed. 

With that she began to wipe her face on Angel's perfect breasts, smearing the juice over the deliciously sweet girl. She took great pleasure in indulging in this one little humiliation. Then, she eased herself out of the cab. The girl's clothes fell out onto the ground as the cabbie stood.

"Come on Angel, I'm a working person here. You can take a nap on your own time." complained the cabbie as she tried to roust Angel.

After a minute, Angel slid herself out the open door and stood naked next to the cab. The cabbie, again leering at the young, beautiful woman, gathered her into her arms and kissed her open mouth. Her fingers quickly found the girl's tender pussy and pinched the aching lips. Angel gasped as the woman laughed.

"Oh Angel, you're gonna have to get used to it. You've taken a lot of cab rides for free. Now I'm gonna be wanting some more payback. A lot more," the old lesbian laughed as she dropped into the driver's seat and sped off. 

Angel leaned down to pick up her clothes as she watched the cab drive away.

"Did you see? Were you watching?" Angel said, seemingly to no one.

Out of a shadowy spot that was only 4 or 5 feet from where the cab had been parked, a man emerged. It was Jim, Angel's boyfriend.

"Oh Yeah baby. I saw it all and it was incredible."

End of Part One.

Fun on South Beach Ch. 02



After Angel's little adventure with the cab driver, she and Jim walked around the corner to the entrance to their apartment. Angel was a little bit worn out, but Jim, having only watched, was pretty charged up. The two climbed the stairs to their apartment on the second floor.

"I have a surprise for you tonight," Jim said to Angel as he gathered her into his arms.

"Oh yeah? What would that be," Angel replied.

"I've got reservations on Tatto's down on Lincoln Road. So, I've taken the liberty of laying some clothes out on the bed for you to wear. I want you especially hot for Tatto's," Jim told her.

Angel flashed her million dollar smile at him as she walked into the bedroom to see what was waiting for her. Lying on the bed, was an outfit that she would wear only on the most special occasions and only to the very best places. 

She had found it at a little boutique in New York when she was there interviewing her new agent. The pants were black jean style pants that were made of some velvet-like material. Down each leg, where there is normally a seam, there was a cut-out from each hip all the way to the ankle. Bridging the cutout were strips of fabric studded with sequins. Two long sequined strips ran down the edge of each cutout as well. A matching sequined belt that was about 4 inches wide was included. 

The real star of this outfit though was the top. It was basically a bikini top -- South American style -- that was covered with sequins. Being that it is cut in the classic South American style, when Angel has the top on, everything around her comes to a halt. The top literally looks as if it will burst at any moment. There seems to be no chance that the thin straps will stand the strain of Angel's luscious breasts.

The combination of the black velvet pants and the bright sequined top, turns Angel into a nightime star. The sequins dance merrily as they ride her perfect breasts.

"So -- I guess that I'm going to be showing off the goods tonight," she laughed.

"Sweet Angel, I just love to watch the reactions as you pass by people. Sometimes, I'm not sure you understand the effect you have on people. Man or woman," Jim said.

Angel smiled as she began to disrobe and get cleaned up for their night out. Jim sat and watched her as the Latin beauty slowly removed the clothes that the cab driver had removed less than an hour ago. He smiled to himself as he thought about how incredible it was to watch his beautiful girlfriend be taken by other women. Sometimes he felt like he was the winner of the biggest lottery ever.

After awhile, Angel and Jim were ready to head out. They decided to walk to the restaurant. It was the best way to see the sights along South Beach and also the best way for Angel to dazzle the people along the way. She was recognized quite often and would stop and sign autographs happily. The shop keepers along the strip also appreciated her being highly visible as it lent an air of celebrity to the area. Jim had even worked out some deals so that Angel would make appearances in certain bars or clubs in return for comped meals and drinks. It was a good arrangement for both.

As they walked, the usual happened -- a crowd developed. Young college guys would run up to her and cop a quick photo. Some guys even had video cameras and would walk backwards in front of her so that they could film her awesome beauty. Angel took it all in stride and simply smiled and handed out kisses to each one.

While Angel was known pretty well locally, there was always someone who was visiting from somewhere else who had no idea who she was. In fact, quite a few of those people would mistake her for a hooker. She always found this to be amusing and sometimes played along for a laugh. Tonight was no different and several slobby men did approach her. She dispensed with them quickly -- she already had a man. It was a woman that she did not have.

To help things progress, Jim would usually walk a little behind her so it was not obvious he was with her. This helped to bring out the people who were willing to play. As always, it was the women who were the most discreet and the most interesting. They would walk up alongside her as she window-shopped. Small talk would ensue. Perhaps an invitation for a drink, perhaps for dinner. Sometimes, Angel would accept. 

The women would want to hold her hand as they sat and chatted. They would scoot their chair close to hers so they could touch her, stroke her hair, be her girl friend. And for that lucky woman who might catch Angel's interest, she would go back to the woman's hotel. In every case, these women would not believe there good fortune to lie with a girl as exquisite as Angel. Imagine their surprise the next time they got a swimsuit catalog in the mail and saw the girl they slept with on the cover. Angel got a kick just thinking of it.

But tonight, Jim and Angel walked together and the tourists only looked from afar. 

"Listen Angel, there's a new place that just opened up here on the corner. I'm told it's the hottest shop on the beach. Wanna check it out?" Jim asked.

Angel clutched his arm. "Lead the way, " she replied.

It only took a few minutes to arrive in front of a store that had huge double doors standing wide open. The windows were filled with incredible colorful displays of clothes on totally wild looking mannequins. Music was blasting out the doors from inside. But the most interesting and eye-catching thing about it was standing alongside each door.

There were 2 absolutely gorgeous girls working the door welcoming customers in. Jim and Angel stopped to take a look before they walked in. The two door girls spotted Angel and one of them seemed to recognize her. Jim was checking them out. One was slightly taller, but incredibly, that was almost the only difference.

Both door girls had jet-black hair. Both were nearly 6 feet tall. Both were dressed in red satin jackets and black leather skirts. Jim thought both were absolutely gorgeous, but there was something about them. The slimness of their hips, the width of the shoulders. He couldn't put his finger on it though.

The girls stepped up to Angel and one took her hand.

"You're Angel Enriquez. I've seen your picture hundreds of times, but seeing you in person is divine." the door girl said.

"Yes, divine," the other agreed as she walked behind Angel, her fingers trailing around the model's bare waist.

"We'd like to invite you into LitaLand. We would take great honor in offering our special service to a luscious beauty such as yourself," the taller girl said.

Angel flashed her smile at them both and wondered to herself just what they meant by "special service". The 2 girls took her by each hand and led her inside as Jim followed behind.

The door girls led Angel through the large gothic looking doorway into something that was totally another world. The store was decorated with large red, black, and silver tapestries that hung ceiling to floor. Mannequins were placed on huge pedestals -- some 10ft high. Everywhere Angel looked there were salesgirls that looked and dressed identical to the 2 door girls. Customers were everywhere and they were all young and obviously rich.

The 2 door girls led Angel to a woman who was standing to one side of the store and appeared to be watching all that went on. The door girls, still holding Angel by the hand, spoke to her in a whisper.

"This is Anna. She is the manager of LitaLand. It's our policy to bring special customers to her so that she can personally take care of all your desires. We hope you enjoy yourself."

With that, first one and then the other door girl hugged Angel closely and kissed her. At first Angel was surprised, but then she yielded as the girls kissed her deeply. The seond girl finished and held Angel tightly as she ran her fingers over Angel's soft lips. 

"To bad I am at the door tonight, I would love to take care of you myself," she said as she turned to walk away.

As the 2 girls left, Angel turned her attention to the manager. She was quite a tall woman, at least a foot taller than Angel. Still, she was very exotically beautiful. The manager reached her hands out to Angel.

"Ah my dear Miss Enriquez. It is lovely to have someone as beautiful as you in our humble shop. Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Anna, the manager," the woman said.

"I hope that you found the service provided to you by our door girls was to your liking," Anna continued.

Angel knew exactly what she was talking about.

"Oh it was totally to my liking," she said as she ran her fingers lightly over her lips, gently touching where the door girls had kissed her.

"Very good," Anna replied. "I have taken the liberty of calling the owner of the store -- Lita herself -- and she is on her way here to personally see to your every need."

The woman stepped up to Angel and wrapped her arms around her. She put her mouth over Angel's and began to kiss her. It was a sight to behold. The woman's arms went around Angel's back and waist, pulling her in tightly. The lovely model was totally in to it and she let the woman probe into her mouth with an aggressive tongue. The woman slyly worked her finger tips to push up under Angel's top to touch her breasts.

As the woman continued to kiss Angel, there was suddenly a commotion at the front door. A loud booming voice could be heard, even above the music.

Anna broke off the kiss.

"Ah, that must be Lita now. Allow me to introduce you," she said as she led Angel to the main part of the store.

As Angel walked around a large display, she was able to see Lita for the first time. Angel was almost startled at the site of a black woman; tall, maybe 6'6"; heavy, maybe 270 pounds; and dressed in the most colorful and bright dress that Angel had every seen. Lita immediately spotted Angel and ran right to her.

"Miss Enriquez, I cannot begin to tell you how delighted that you have chosen to come to our store this evening. You are very well known to myself and all my staff and we relish the thought of personally servicing you tonight," Lita exclaimed as she took Angel's hands.

Angel had to think about that last sentence for a second. Was there a double meaning there? She dismissed it for the moment and flashed her smile at Lita.

"Please call me Angel as do all my friends. I am very happy of the warm reception you all have given me and I can't wait to see more of your store," Angel said.

"My dear Angel, there is more than meets the eye here. Please allow me to show you the VIP section of our store," Lita said as she began to lead the darling girl to a curtain in the corner.

"Are you the boyfriend?" she asked of Jim.

He nodded in reply.

"Well, you may follow along. But please stay out of way there is much to do with Miss Enriquez."

Lita parted the curtain which revealed a large metal door. She unlocked it with a key and let them all pass in. She snapped her fingers at several of the sales girls and the manager Anna. They all quickly went in. Then Lita shut the door, locking it with the key.

Angel and Jim took in the room they were now in. It was an exact duplicate of the store they had just been in. To every detail it was the same. Same decor, same racks of clothes, same mannequins, everything. But, there was one difference and Angel noticed it first.

"Lita, this is fantastic, but I do not see any dressing rooms." 

"Lovely Angel, this is our VIP room. We bring such special customers in here one at a time. Only myself, Anna, and my most trusted staff will join the young ladies we bring in here. I find it much more enjoyable and convenient to allow the young ladies to simply disrobe right here in the middle of the room. It makes it very nice to try lots of outfits at one time."

With that, she stepped up to Angel and turned her around. The fat finger found the strap of her top and held the catch.

"Won't you please allow me my dear?" she asked.

"Please do," Angel replied.

With that, Lita released the catch. She held the straps to hold the top in place as one hand went under Angel's arm to the front of the top. She put her hand over one of the cups and gently massaged.

"This is a lovely top. And it looks wonderful on you my dear," Lita said as her hand cupped the luscious model's breast.

The bib black woman pressed herself into Angel's back as she released the top and let it fall to the floor. Angel stood still as Lita's hands slowly rose up and cupped her breasts. Angel watched in the mirror as the big black hands enveloped her breasts, holding them, feeling their wieght.

"What are you doing?" Angel asked as she watched in the mirror.

"I'm so sorry my dear. Your body is just so incredible, I could not resist the temptation to touch you." 

The big woman, so much larger than the beautiful and delicate Angel, seemed to wrap around the girl. Her arms held her tightly as the hands slowly massaged the delicious breasts. Angel was starting to feel the effect of the attention her breasts were receiving. The woman seemed to know that Angel's breasts were intensly sensitive and that by controlling them, she could control the girl.

Jim was watching intently as the woman slowly and expertly felt up his girlfriend. It was obvious that Lita was very experienced at this, that she had brought many girls into her VIP room before, and that she had her way with those girls as she was going to have her way with Angel. The big woman had her arms wrapped his beautiful Angel as her hands worked magic on Angel's swollen, tender breasts.

The big woman had the beautiful model totally under her control. After a time, she released the girl's breasts and turned her around. She brought the girl into her huge breasts as she locked her mouth over Angel's delicate lips. The woman's tongue drove into the girl's mouth as she wrapped the girl in a bear hug. Lita kissed the girl so hard and so long that Angel could barely catch her breath. 

Finally, Lita broke off the kiss and stepped back from the girl.

"I don't think you're in the mood for shopping. Am I correct my dear?" Lita asked.

Angel nodded in agreement.

"I thought so," the big woman said as she reached out for the girl.

Her fingers slipped inside the front of the girls waistband and pulled her forward. She slowly started to release the 5 buttons on the front of the velvet pants. She then pushed Angel's pants slowly down revealing the girl's slender, tanned legs. She was wearing a very bright white t-back and it literally glowed against her olive brown skin. 

The big woman was astounded by the Angel's beauty. She could hardly believe that this incredible girl was now in her store, totally under her control. She could see that the girl was very turned on and was having trouble standing. She motioned for one of the sales girls and pointed at a big curtain that was on one side of the room. The girl went to it and pushed a button that was on the wall. 

A soft light came on and the curtain opened to reveal a large round bed. A very large round bed.

"Would you like to join me?" Lita asked Angel. "Or rather, would you like to join us?" 

Angel didn't understand at first, but then realized that the sales girls had gathered around her. Before Angel could say or do anything, they led her to the bed and helped her to lay down. One at a time, they each approached her to gently kiss each of Angel's soft but erect nipples. Angel was rapidly loosing control of herself, something that was totally new to her.

The sales girls then positioned themselves around the edge of the bed to surround the delicious Angel. They reached out to her and began to tease her sensitive skin with their long fingernails. Angel was gettting so much stimulus from so many directions that she could hardly stand it. She was practically writhing on the bed and her chest heaving as the girls teased and caressed every part of her body.

"Oh my god, what are you going to do to me? I can't stand this much longer," Angel breathed.

"Don't worry my dear girl. You won't have to wait much longer," Lita said.

She snapped her fingers at the sales girls and even though she did not speak, the girls seemed to know what to do. They began to coax Angel up and to the end of the bed. Then, they slid her panties down over her luscious legs and off. With guiding hands, she was directed to the end of the bed where she stood on her knees facing the head of the bed. 

Lita, who had been watching the sales girls as they teased the gorgeous model, now came up to the girl's backside and wrapped one beefy arm around the girl's breasts. The other went lower so that her hand could cup over Angel's sensitive and wet sex. 

The moment Angel felt the delicate touch on her cunt, she moaned slightly and laid her honey blonde head back on Lita's shoulder. In effect, she had just given herself to Lita for whatever Lita had in store for her. The big black woman was in control of the body that was desired by men -- and women -- all over the country. 

"My dear Angel," Lita whispered to the steaming girl, "You are just so deliciously wet. Would you like some relief? Do you need to cum?" 

Before Angel could even answer, Lita pushed one of her fat fingers into the girl's moist slit. Angel's whole body tensed in reaction tothe sudden penetration. The big woman kept a solid arm around the girl's breasts to keep her upright.

The woman slowly and deliberately worked her finger into Angel's vagina. The sensations being sent to Angel's racked brain were almost overwhelming. If she didn't cum soon, she felt she would scream. But all the while Lita worked her finger in the girl, she was very careful to not push the girl over the edge. Angel was still being teased to a higher and higher level of desire as each second passed.

Angel was now openly moaning at the sensations she was feeling. Her head would bow down and then she would toss it back, her hair flowing over her shoulders as the woman's finger drove her up to the edge, but not over it. Angel's arms were extending out in front of her, reaching out, as if grabbing something and holding tight might give her release from the intense sexual tension she felt. 

The big woman brought her one arm from around Angel's breasts and placed on the girl's back. Gently she pushed her over so that Angel was now on hands and knees at the edge of the immense bed. Lita kept the pressure on the tortured girl's cunt with her other hand. One finger inside slowly fucking the girl, the other's outside teasing the exposed flesh.

Angel could barely hold herself up. Her arms would buckle under her but she would cath herself and rise up again. Finally, Lita heard the words she had been waiting for Angel to speak.

"Please Lita, please," the beautiful girl begged, "you've got to make me cum. Please, I'll do anything you want, but you have to make me cum."

Lita smiled a devilish smile. 

"I think I know just what you need."

She motioned the store manager, Anna, to come over. Lita stepped to one side of the girl. She ran her free hand over the girl's ripe ass, over her thighs, and back up over Angel's back.

"My dear Anna, for doing such a wonderful job with my store, I am making our dear Angel a present to you. You may proceed as you wish," Lita said.

Anna had a look of total sexual desire on her face. She had become a predator in the jungle and Angel was her prey. She was going to have the girl.

Anna began to strip off her blouse, revealing very upright, firm breasts. Jim saw them and immediately thought -- implants. The tall woman placed herself right behind Angel as she reached up under her skirt and removed her own panties. As she was right behind the sexually tortured girl, she began to unfasten her skirt. Jim watched in fascination as he waited to see what Anna was up to.

Suddenly, Anna removed the skirt with a flourish to reveal a hard, thick cock. Anna was a man in the process of becoming a woman, a pre-op transexual. Poor Angel her head facing forward could see none of this. 




Fun on South Beach Ch. 02



Anna stepped right up to Angel's unsuspecting backside and placed one hand on the girl's waist. With the other hand she delicately teased the girl's lips. She gently guided the girl to the position she wanted. Finally, she touched her cock to the girl's aching pussy. Angel sucked a sharp breath as she felt the tip touch her pussy. Realizing something was amiss, Angel whipped her head around just in time to see Anna's rock hard cock disappear into her pussy. 

Angel's head reared back as she felt the shaft go deep inside her. She screamed -- quite loudly -- before Lita could get down to her and closed her mouth over the sex ravished model. She launched her tongue into Angel's mouth again nearly smothering the desperate girl. 

Anna had now gotten a firm grasp with both hands on the girl's hips and pulled her firmly against her own grinding crotch. Anna was making sure to push every inch of her cock as far into the girl as she could. She fully intended to give this incredible beauty the fucking of her life. 

Lita took her mouth off the ravished girl, allowing her to draw a breath.

"Do you like that Angel? Do you like that Anna is fucking you? Can you feel her cock -- a real man's cock -- so deep in your beautiful pussy?" Lita whispered to her.

"Yes, oh my god, yes," Angel whimpered. "She's gotta make me cum. I can't stand this anymore."

Lita motioned to Anna and suddenly Anna withdrew her cock from the desperate girl's pussy.

"No!" Angel cried out. "Please don't stop!"

Lita flipped the girl onto her back while Anna quickly parted the long, slender legs. Without a delay, she re-entered the girl's pussy. Angel reached up to grab Anna's shoulders as Anna lowered her body down onto Angel. Jim watched in aweas his beautiful girlfriend almost disappeared under the much bigger woman.

Anna began to fuck the girl, to grind her, furiously. Poor Angel could only hold on as her body was not hers to control. The poor girl had been so unrelentlessly teased that she had to cum in some way. At this moment, she didn't care that it was some person -- both a man and a woman -- that was doing it to her. 

"Oh my god, " Angel screamed. "I'm going to cum! Right now!"

The girl's back arched upwards as she was racked with the most intense orgasm of her life. She writhed under Anna as her body gave in to the delicious sensation. But Anna did not relent. She continued to fuck the girl without easing. Angel responded with one orgasm after another. Sweat was pouring from down her neck and over her perfect breasts. 

Anna suddenly stiffened as she felt her orgasm building. She lowered herself down fully and smothered the model's mouth with her own. She furiously tongued the girl's mouth as her hips ground into the girl's pussy. Angel's legs wrapped around the woman and gripped her tightly as the woman pounded the last of her orgasm into Angel.

Angel was almost to the point of passing out from sexual release and lack of air when the woman finally pulled her mouth from Angel's. She was content to lie there on top of the luscious girl, there sweaty breasts mashed together. Angel's legs dropped from Anna's hips down onto the bed. Anna moved her legs to cover them. This caused her still fairly hard cock to push within Angel's tender pussy. Angel gasped a little as she felt the movement.

"Angel, you are quite sensitive aren't you," Anna whispered to her. "I don't believe I've ever fucked a girl that was quite as good as you."

"I can't believe this," she weakly replied. "I thought you were a woman."

Anna laughed, "Ah but I am a woman, just with something extra."

"You took me by surprise," Angel said. "I wasn't expecting it. I wasn't ready for it. I was totally overwhelmed."

"Yes, it was a surprise, but then again, it was a surprise that you seemed to enjoy." Anna said as she nibbled at Angel's cheeks with small kisses. Angel, still under the bigger woman, could still feel the cock in her vagina. Still teasing Angel, Anna would push slightly every few seconds to give Angel a fresh shock. 

Lita, would had been sitting close by, snapped her fingers and 3 sales girls ran up, each with several towels. They helped Anna to rise off the spent girl. As she did, she made a point of wiping her cock on Angel's taught belly. She made a point of leaning down for a final mouthful of Angel's sweet nipples, sucking first one and then the other into her mouth. Angel, still hyper-sensitive, arched her back and moaned.

"Please, no more. I can't take anymore," Angel pleaded.

Lita waved at the sales girls, who began to attend to Angel. They had warm, wet towels and began to wash her hot, sweaty body. They were very thorough and made sure she was totally clean. Then, they helped to her to sit at the end of the bed. Several bottles of perfume were brought to her and she selected one which the girls daubed onto Angel's body. A hairdresser was summoned and she carefully brushed Angel's hair back to perfection.

The girls helped her to stand and her clothes were brought to her. As she stood, the girls dressed her. She leaned forward as one girl supported her as 2 others helped her step into her panties and then her velvet pants. One of them picked up Angel's sequined top, but Lita snapped her fingers and the girl handed the top to her.

"Let me help you with that my dear," Lita commanded. 

She circled around Angel to once again put her big arms around the girl. Angel, still incredibly charged, melted back into the big woman. Lita's hands rose to cup the girl's golden breasts. She gently held them, just feeling their weight. Angel couldn't help but moan as she once again felt the intense sexual heat. Lita smiled to herself. It was her desire to have the beautiful model back. Judging by how the girl reacted to the slightest touch, she knew the girl would be back -- often. 

She let go of the luscious breasts and began to put the top on the girl. She made sure it was positioned properly and that it was fastened securely. Then she spun the girl around to look her over from head to toe.

"My dear Angel, I am in awe of you. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. It was absolutely delghtful to have you in our store this evening so that we might entertain you," Lita told her.

Angel smiled shyly. It was still hard for her to comprehend that other people were so overwhelmed by her beauty. 

"This was certainly an experience that I'll never forget," Angel replied.

Lita stepped forward and took the girl into her arms. The big black woman and the small Latin model shared a deep kiss. Angel knew she would be back here. She was still reveling in the fact that what she thought had been a woman had just fucked her never before. She had been so ready for what was going to be a very hot lesbian encounter when the hard cock had pushed deep into her vagina. It was making her wet again just thinking of it.

Lita seemed to know what the girl was thinking.

"I want you to know," Lita whispered to her, "you are welcome here anytime. If you like, I can take care of you or, I'm sure Anna would be happy to take care of you. I'm sure that Anna would be very delighted to have you down on that bed again, pushing down on you wonderful body, taking your breasts into her mouth, and fucking you with her big cock."

Angel shivered in Lita's arms. 

"I have to go now." Angel said. 

"As you wish." Lita replied.

She went to the private door and used her key to unlock it. Angel took Jim by the hand and they went out. As they passed thru the store, the sales girls wished her goodbye. She did her best to smile and say goodbye to them all, but she was still very sexually overwhelmed. 

Lita followed Angel to the front door. She bid the sweet girl goodbye as Angel stepped out onto the sidewalk and disappeared into the South Beach night.

End of part 2... 



Fun on South Beach Ch. 03



Elizabeth was a makeup artist, one of the finest in Miami, if not in the country. She had been hired by World Elite Modeling to do the makeup for a new calendar that was in the works. Elizabeth always looked forward to working for World Elite and she was especially pleased to be on this job. Angel Enriquez was the star model for this calendar and Elizabeth had been having fantasies about Angel for quite awhile. 

Every time Elizabeth was anywhere near Angel, it was as if she lost her composure. She became clumsy. She became nervous. She became anxious. After this had gone on for awhile, she found herself daydreaming about Angel. Although Elizabeth was well into her 50s with children older than Angel, she found herself infatuated with the Latin beauty. Elizabeth had never, ever had any kind of lesbian experience before. Now, that she was having these thoughts, she could not understand why or what to do about it. But, she did know that Angel was going to be there, sitting in her chair in less than 5 minutes.

Actually, it turned out to be less than that as Angel opened the door and came right in.

"Hi Liz," she beamed, "good to see you as usual."

"Hello sweetness," Elizabeth replied. "Wow, is that you're outfit for the next shoot?"

Angel had known that she was going to be getting some body makeup for the shoot, so she had worn the bare minimum to allow Elizabeth to work easily. It was a lingerie set that she had bought at shop in L.A. It consisted of a very tiny top, hardly more than a band of filmy cloth that hung loosely around her chest. Thin spaghetti straps held it from her shoulders. The band of cloth, hardly more than 4 inches from top to bottom, tried but failed to cover the beautiful girl's breasts. It was wondrous to watch the girl simply breathe and see her breasts rise and fall under the thin material. The panties were no larger than a bikini panty, but were cut loosely from the same material as the top. The slightest breeze could blow them open and reveal Angel's sex. 

Elizabeth almost felt faint as she took in the sight of the girl's breasts and pussy through the outfit. It was all she could do to be professional with the object of her fantasies standing right there before her. 

"Why don't you get into the chair and let's get started," Elizabeth told her. "I'll start a CD for you."

On a lark, Elizabeth put on a very mellow CD she had just bought. The music was very relaxing, but the best thing was that in the background, sounds of nature had been put in. Elizabeth found it to be very restful and she thought it would be good at the moment. She also lit a nice incense wand that she knew Angel liked. 

Elizabeth turned around and had to stop for a moment. Sweet, lovely Angel had climbed into the chair and was already laying back. Her slender legs were up on the footrest and were slightly parted. Her arms were stretched out and her head was laying back on the headrest. Angel's luxuriant honey blonde hair was pulled to one side and laid over her shoulder. She had already closed her eyes and was settling in for Elizabeth to work. 

Elizabeth's mind raced as she took in the sight of this incredible girl. She had first met Angel when Angel was only 16 and was breaking into modeling. She had always held a special spot for her because, even as a teenager, Angel simply exuded the kind of warmth and charm and beauty that are very rare commodities. The kind of commodities that guarantee success. 

Now, she found herself standing before this girl with a crushing desire to touch her. Granted, she had touched Angel many times in the past. But that had always been in the course of doing her job. She simply had to in order to put the makeup on. But this was different. She wanted to touch Angel with her hands; to stroke her, to caress her. She wanted to put her mouth over Angel's soft lips. To kiss her, to really kiss her. To run her lips over Angel's smooth skin. She stared at Angel's breasts, as they gently lifted and fell, and thought of how easily she could put her lips over each of the almost exposed nipples and suckle the girl.

Elizabeth jerked back to reality as Angel said, "Liz, are you okay?" 

Angel was looking at her with curiosity. Elizabeth blushed momentarily as she realized she had been caught. She quickly grabbed up a makeup brush and got to work.

"Close your eyes Angel so I can do your face," she said, trying to sound professional as best she could.

Elizabeth grabbed up her best powder brush and began to lightly brush Angel's face. The fine brush danced lightly over the perfect complexion. Elizabeth almost laughed at how ridiculous her efforts were. This girl was so beautiful, it was almost ridiculous for Elizabeth to try and improve anything about her.

"I really like this CD Liz," Angel said. "It really calms me down."

"I knew you would like it sweetness. I bought it just for you."

Angel opened her eyes and looked up. Her wonderful smile beamed at the older woman.

"You're really sweet to me. I always enjoy working with you."

Angel closed her eyes and settled back as Elizabeth returned to work. She took one of her pencils and began to draw around the girl's pink lips. Elizabeth leaned in close to steady herself and realized how physically close she was to Angel. Her own lips were mere inches away from the lips she so desperately wanted to kiss. The girl's full and perfect breasts, only slightly hidden by the light lingerie top, were right there before her. All Elizabeth had to do was simply lower her hands and she could gather the girls breasts and guide them to her mouth. 

Elizabeth caught herself. Her mind raced as she realized what had been going through her mind. She was lusting for this young girl, this beautiful girl. She felt almost out of control. She began to wonder if she could make it through this without giving in to her desire. She thought about how she was going to be putting makeup on Angel's entire body. How in God's name was she going to do it without making a fool of herself.

Angel had felt the electricity when she came in the room to be made up. In fact, she had felt that something was going on the last couple times she had been made up by Elizabeth. As Angel relaxed in the chair, she could almost feel the woman's eyes on her. She wondered how long it would be before Elizabeth would give in to her desires.

Angel shifted in the chair a bit, but kept her eyes closed. She sank lower and let her legs part. She took a deep breath so that her breasts would swell right into Elizabeth's face. She smiled inwardly as she heard a small gasp escape from Elizabeth's lips. 

"Angel, I need to push your top up so that I can powder your breasts."

"Okay Liz," Angel replied.

Elizabeth reached to each side of the top and gently lifted it up and over Angel's breasts. She realized that it buttoned right in the center, so she went ahead and unfastened the buttons so she could push it off the girl. She picked up her powder brush and began to lightly trace the powder through Angel's cleavage. 

She watched in awe as she danced the brush between the girl's breasts and then slowly up the rise of each one. She smiled as she admired Angel's flawless skin. She watched as she guided the brush up the side of a ripe breast to Angel's nipple. The brush circled ever so slowly and Elizabeth smiled as she watched the nipple slowly rise and harden. 

Elizabeth dabbed the brush into the powder and leaned way over the girl. She leaned so far that she put one hand across to the other side of the chair and then sat on the edge so that Angel was now practically underneath her. 

She went back to work with the brush, tracing it down Angel's stomach to her waist. As she lightly brushed up and down Angel's flat belly, she could see the girl's skin tighten as the brush tickled over it. She began to move the brush in long strokes, from the girl's waist, up and over her breasts, and stopped at her neck. Angel squirmed a bit as she felt the stimulation of the brush.

Once she finished Angel's upper body, she moved to the foot of the chair. She yanked on a latch and then grabbed each side of the foot rest and pushed. The latch released the section of the chair cradling Angel's leg and allowed it to split to each side. She slowly pushed each half apart and watched as Angel's smooth, tanned legs separated. 

Elizabeth stepped up between Angel's legs now and tugged at the girl's panties. She found the buttons she was looking for and opened them. In another moment, the panties were off and Angel was now nude before her. Once again, Elizabeth struggled to maintain her composure as she gathered up her brush and resumed work on the girl. 

Angel stayed very still, she was actually enjoying herself. Other models complained about sitting through makeup, but Angel actually enjoyed the attention and the pampering. She loved the feel of the powder brush on her skin. It was the most delightfully soft caress she could imagine. 

Elizabeth sat down on a small stool -- she was so flustered she was having trouble standing. But now sitting down, she realized that she was at eye level to Angel's pussy. In fact, as she worked her brush up Angel's left leg, she kept turning her eyes to look. 

Because Angel was constantly in demand for swimwear and lingerie shoots and since such clothing is skimpy by nature, she had decided some time ago to totally shave herself. In fact, she had found that a girl at her regular salon was very happy to do this for her 3 times a week. So Elizabeth had a totally unobstructed view of Angel's soft pussy. She could see the delicate lips that were pink and almost looked swollen. Being only inches away, she also thought she could smell the sweet musk of the luscious girl. 

She continued working with her brush and with each stroke, got closer and closer to Angel's pussy. She scooted the stool closer as she had worked her way to the top of a thigh. She stroked the brush through the valley between Angel's leg and her belly and then crossed lightly right over the top of the girl's sex. She noticed that Angel let her legs part ever so slightly as she did. 

Elizabeth was at the end of her rope. She was so totally overwhelmed by the beauty of this girl. Amazed that Angel was naked in front of her and totally relaxed. That the girl had such faith in her that she was allowing Elizabeth total access to her body. Elizabeth felt like she was living some sort of fantasy.

But then, the brush went lower and lightly kissed Angel's pussy. Elizabeth's heart almost stopped. She thought quickly to herself. Was it an honest slip of the hand or had she done it on purpose? She wasn't sure herself and she started to think how she would apologize. 

But before she could open her mouth, a slight moan came from Angel. Elizabeth was stunned. Her mind raced as she realized that Angel had actually enjoyed it. She realized quickly that she was in the midst of living out the fantasies she had been having for months about this girl. She rose from the stool, went to the door, and locked it tight. She quickly and quietly returned to the stool before Angel even knew what she had done. 

Elizabeth resumed stroking the brush lightly just above Angel's pussy. She watched Angel's face as the girl reacted to this almost teasing attention. Angel's hips moved slightly as she began to feel the heat the brush was causing. Seeing that Angel was enjoying this, Elizabeth began to stroke the brush straight up and down, directly over the top of the girl's rapidly heating pussy.

Angel sucked a sharp breath as she felt this new and direct caress of her exposed lips. Another much stronger moan escaped from her. Elizabeth looked up at the girl's face, but Angel still had her eyes closed and a definite smile was on her lips.

"Do you like that Angel? Does it feel good?" Elizabeth asked her.

"Yes, it feels incredible. It's making me tingle all over," Angel replied.

Elizabeth smiled with satisfaction because now she knew what she had to do. She was going to pleasure this girl, this incredible beauty. Here she was, an average 50ish woman, married, with kids, and lying before her was this wondrous naked girl. She had never, ever touched another woman before, but now she was going to love this girl.

Elizabeth put the brush down and stood up between Angel's legs. She reached forward and pulled Angel up to a sitting position. She gently brushed the girl's hair back from her face as she wrapped one arm around the girl's back. With the other hand, she cradled the girl's face and drew it to her. Her lips slowly and gently touched with Angel's and as they did, Elizabeth felt a spark inside herself. She knew that she had just crossed a line.

Angel responded to the soft kisses by leaning her head back slightly and letting Elizabeth control her. The woman drew the girl tightly to her so that Angel's luscious, naked body was pressed into the woman. Angel knew the woman was going to take her and she let herself relax.

Elizabeth stood and kissed the girl for quite some time before she pulled her mouth away.

"Angel, I'm so sorry. I've never done this before. But seeing you lying her in front of me, you are so beautiful, I just couldn't help myself. I had to touch you." Elizabeth told the girl.

"It's okay," Angel told her. "I'm feeling very good right about now. I love how you kiss me. You must have been wanting to for awhile. Why did you wait so long?"

Elizabeth smiled at the girl.

"I don't know. All I know is that for the last couple of months, I've wanted you so bad. I just never let myself doing anything about it."

"Well, why don't you do something about it now," Angel told her.

There eyes met for a moment and then Elizabeth lifted a hand to cup one of Angel's breasts. She held it gently as she began to kiss Angel's cheeks. Her kisses worked down Angel's soft neck and over her shoulders. Finally, she kissed the fragrant skin between Angel's breasts. She drew the girl forward as she let her lips glide up the soft curve to reach a nipple. She kissed it so softly and then pressed her lips to it and pulled it into her mouth.

Angel's head leaned back as Elizabeth's suckling of her breasts brought the electric goodness she loved. She had realized from an early age how sensitive her breasts were. And any of her lovers had quickly realized it too. Elizabeth did as well. She held the girl tightly as she continued to suck the lovely girl's breast into her mouth. 

Angel leaned back and placed her hands on each side of the chair behind her. This caused her chest to push forward so that Elizabeth could now easily move from one breast to the other. Angel sat as still as she could with her head leaning back and her breasts pushed outwards as the older woman moved from one breast to the other. 

Elizabeth was now lost in her lust. She was kneeling on the stool so that her head was level with Angel's jutting breasts. She had both arms around the girl's waist to hold her firmly. She had begun to lick the girl's breasts -- starting at the sweet undercurve of each and finishing at the nipple. Angel would occasionally lift her head to watch the woman's tongue glide over her skin.

"Elizabeth, that is so good. You're really getting to me now," Angel whispered to her.

"Oh Angel, I want to get to you. I've wanted to love you for a long time," Elizabeth replied.

The woman was in no hurry and continued to lick and suckle the perfect breasts before her. She could tell that it was having a strong effect on the girl and that Angel was rapidly getting hotter and hotter. The beautiful girl was trying to stay still, but the sensations were to much and she could not help her squirming as the woman's tongue caressed her.

As Elizabeth continued, the licking began to evolve into sucking and when it did, Angel could no longer hold herself in a sitting position. Elizabeth let her lie back but still kept her arms firmly wrapped around Angel's slim waist. With the girl lying down, Elizabeth moved over her in order to keep up her sucking. The woman was now taking a mouthful of each breast at a time. She would suck so hard on the tender flesh that Angel's entire nipple and a good part of her breast would disappear into the woman's hungry mouth. As the woman would move from one breast to the other and renew her suckling, Angel would arch her back and moan slightly. The sweet young girl was rapidly being pushed to a wonderful place.

"Elizabeth, what are you doing to me? My breasts have never felt like this before." Angel whispered. 

"I want you to feel good Angel. For so long I have been so close to you as I put on your makeup, but I never could get up the nerve to touch you. Now that I have, I want every part of you." Elizabeth told her.

"Is that why you stripped me? So that you can take my whole body?" 

Elizabeth didn't reply, she simply went back to the girl's breasts. She unwrapped her arms from the girl's waist and began to push herself lower on the girl's body. As she slid downwards, her tongue continued to lick and kiss Angel's fragrant skin. Lower and lower she slid until she was finally back to sitting on her stool. 

She sat up and looked in awe at the young beauty before her. This incredible young girl was nude and stretched out before her and was lost in passion. The woman put her hands on Angel's thighs and gently pushed them further apart. The girl did not protest in any way. The woman lightly trailed her fingernails up and down the girl's inner thighs from the edge of her pussy down to her knees. Angel was practically writhing in the chair as she felt this new stimulus so close to her sex.

"Oh my god Elizabeth, you're going to put your mouth on me aren't you?" she breathed.

"I want to eat you Angel. I want to put my tongue inside you," Elizabeth replied.

"Do it, do it, do it." 

With that, Elizabeth wrapped her arms under the girl's smooth, tanned legs and lifted them. Her hands snaked up and over to rest on the girl's flat stomach. She spread her fingers apart and began to massage down to the top of the girl's pussy. Her head lowered slowly to within an inch of the girl's hot, moist pussy. Very slowly, Elizabeth's tongue snaked out of her mouth until just the very tip of it touched the soft lips of the girl's sex.

"OOHHHHH," Angel moaned as she felt the delicious sensation.

The woman smiled to herself as she knew the girl was now totally hers to enjoy. She used her tongue slowly and methodically to trace the edges of the girl's lips. She could tell by the way the girl was writhing in the chair, that she was getting closer and closer to orgasm. 

Once again, as she had done on the girl's breasts, she started to lick the girl. With her tongue out as far as it would go and as flat and rigid as she could make it, she would push against the girl's pussy and go from top to bottom. The effect on Angel was incredible. Once second she would have her hands on the back of the woman's head and the next she would be reaching upward, as if trying to grab something that only she could see. But as much as Angel squirmed, the woman held her tightly and continued to lick the girl's pussy feverishly. 

The woman could tell that the girl was so close to a breaking point. She moved her hands down slightly to grasp Angel's legs. Then she plunged her rigid tongue deep into the girl. Angel bucked wildly in the chair as she felt her aching pussy being penetrated. A small scream escaped her lips as she grabbed onto the chair arms for dear life.

The woman kept her tongue deep into the girl as her lips spread to suck in the girl's pussy. With her hands on the girl's legs, she held her tightly so her mouth could consume the girl. She knew it would not be long now. She could feel it building. The girl was openly moaning as her pussy was eaten by the older woman. 




Fun on South Beach Ch. 03



But the woman only intensified her efforts. Her tongue worked the girl furiously. She would pause every few seconds to take a breathe, then her tongue would penetrate the girl once more. She could barely hold on as the girl writhed in pleasure. 

Angel bucked wildly in the chair as she felt every movement of the woman's tongue inside her. It was all she could do to stay in the chair. Her luscious body boiled with sweat as she writhed and twisted. 

Elizabeth was merciless with her tongue. She knew that the girl was about to burst and she continued to suck and lick the girl's pussy. She held Angel tighter and tighter so she could push her tongue deeper and deeper into the girl. It was all Angel could take as her body suddenly went rigid and a loud wail escaped her soft lips. Angel twisted in the chair as the orgasm racked her senses. Elizabeth kept up the pressure with her tongue as she wondered if the orgasm would ever end.

Finally, she sat back and just stared at the girl. The beautiful Angel was totally spent before her. Her chest heaved as she panted, trying to catch her breath. The woman stood and moved to the girl's side and she began to stroke the girl's glowing upper body with her fingers.

"Easy Angel, try to catch your breath sweetheart," the woman said to her. 

After a few minutes, Angel had finally caught her breath enough to speak.

"That was probably the most intense orgasm I've ever had," she said as she reached up to touch Elizabeth's cheek.

The woman smiled at her and bent over to kiss the girl. The two held the kiss for almost a minute before Elizabeth stood up and checked the time.

"Good lord Angel, you're supposed to be out there in 15 minutes. We've got to get you cleaned up and ready right now."

Elizabeth immediately grabbed up a towel and her kit and set back to work on the girl just as someone from wardrobe knocked on the door. With a room full of assistants now involved, Angel was made up, dressed, and ready to go with time to spare. 

It turned out to be a fantastic shoot and later, when the calendars came out and Angel's fans were buying them, a lot of them thought that Angel looked particularly radiant.

The End of Part 3

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Coming in "Fun on South Beach, Part 4": Angel models for the rich old ladies of Palm Beach. 



Fun on South Beach Ch. 04



This is a work of fiction. All the characters are products of my imagination. Descriptions of settings that might resemble a real location are purely coincidental.

As an aside here......I stumbled across a model while surfing not to long after I wrote the first part of this series. This girl kind of struck me because she seemed to be the embodiment of my main character: the lovely Angel Enriquez. I will not mention this young lady's name and I will not direct you to her website. She has no idea of the existence of my stories and is not related to them in any way. However, if they were going to make a movie from "Fun on South Beach", this young lady would be my choice for Angel.

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Angel had gotten a call from her agent about a modeling job in Palm Beach. Apparently, some rich lady was putting on a show for charity for the women in her club. The show was to be at the woman's house and was very private. Since the woman was rich, she had no problem paying Angel's usual price for several hours of work. In fact, her agent told her that the woman had asked for Angel to bring another model with her if she so desired. This made Angel happy because she did have a girl that she was mentoring and this kind of experience would be perfect for her.

As soon as Angel got off the phone, she called her friend Emi and asked her if she was interested in doing the show. Emi quickly agreed and the two made plans to drive to Palm Beach the next day. 

Emi was a little younger than Angel, only 19, but she was almost as beautiful. Being from Brazil, Emi had dark auburn hair and olive skin. She was a little thinner than Angel but her breasts were full with small dark nipples. Angel had noticed her one day while walking around South Beach and had approached her. They became friends very quickly and Angel was helping Emi to get started in modeling.

On the night of the show in Palm Beach, Angel drove her Mustang to Emi's apartment and picked her up. The ride to Palm Beach was a good one and the traffic was light. Angel had stashed a small cooler of daiquiri's in the backseat so they both were feeling fine by the time they arrived to the estate where the show was to be held. Angel double checked the address to be sure then she rang the bell at the gate.

"This is the residence of Abigail Beecham. How can I help you?" came the reply.

"Hi, I'm Angel Enriquez and I'm here for the fashion show." Angel replied.

"Ah yes, Miss Enriquez, we've been expecting you. I shall open the gate for you. Please drive to the front of the house and there is a spot marked for you to park."

Angel and Emi looked at each other -- both impressed at this reception.

Angel guided the car up the winding driveway that was lined with the 20-foot tall hedges that are common in Palm Beach. Eventually, the hedge ended giving the 2 girls their first view of the Beecham house. 

"Wow," they both said almost in unison.

The house was 4 stories tall and probably at least 75 years old. The front of the house was built with multi colored bricks and was covered with lush green vines. Angel saw a sign near the front door with her name and guided the car to park there. A doorman was waiting for them and quickly helped both of the lovely girls out of the car. He showed them to the door where a very young and very pretty maid let them in.

The maid led them through the foyer of the house, past an immense stair case, and down a hallway that went to the back of the house. She opened double doors to an immense room that was set up for the show. There were about 20 tables with 2 chairs each spread randomly. A small lighted fountain was in the center and on the far side was an entryway decorated with flowers. 

"Miss Enriquez, if you please, you and your friend may wait here. Mrs. Beecham will join you momentarily." the maid said.

"Thank you," Angel replied. 

The maid smiled and walked towards Angel. She took both of Angel's hands and leaned forward to kiss her on each cheek.

"You are very beautiful Miss Enriquez. I'm sure that Mrs Beecham is going to enjoy you very much." she said just before leaving the room.

Angel considered that for a moment as Emi looked at her slightly bewildered.

"What did she mean by that?" Emi asked.

But before Angel could answer, a woman walked into the room. She was about 65 years old and was wearing enough diamonds to finance a small country. Angel and Emi realized this must be Mrs. Beecham.

The woman spotted them and came straight over.

"You must be Angel. I am so delighted you have joined us this evening. I am Abigail Beecham," she said.

"Hello Mrs. Beecham. Yes I'm Angel Enriquez and this is my friend Emi. She is going to work with me tonight." 

Mrs Beacham took a good look at Emi and stepped over to her. She took Emi's hand in one of her's and put the other hand around her back to pull her closer.

"I'm so happy to meet you Emi. I've actually heard a lot about you. I follow the modeling business in Miami very closely. I'm a major partner in 3 international modeling firms and I am always looking for new talent. I'm so glad that Angel has brought you with her tonight." 

Angel thought to herself, "Beecham! I didn't recognize the name!! This is incredible. Emi and I can score some big professional points tonight."

"Now, let me show you to the dressing room and the clothes you will be wearing tonight," the woman said as she led them to a door on the far side of the room.

The woman showed them through the door into a spectacular room that was decorated with flowers and mirrors. The 2 girls were in awe as they looked around. 

Mrs. Beecham had crossed the room and was opening 2 large cabinets. The girls walked up to see what she was doing. The girls watched as she maneuvered the doors and the sides of the cabinets so that they opened totally.

"Now girls, here you will find the clothes for this evening's show. I took the liberty to get both of your sizes and then had all these things brought in. Emi, your clothes are here. Angel, yours are over here."

The girls looked inside their respective cabinets. They both realized right away that there was nothing in them except lingerie. Very skimpy lingerie. Emi looked over at Angel and caught her eye. They exchanged a look that almost made Angel laugh.

"Is everything to your liking girls?" Mrs. Beecham asked.

"Oh yes, these are wonderful. Do you have any preferences as to what we should start with?" Angel replied.

"No, I will leave the choices totally to the two of you. There are more than enough outfits, pick out what you like and I'll be happy." Mrs. Beecham told them.

"Now I hear some guests arriving so I'll have to excuse myself. If you would like to peek at the guests, you can see through here." 

Mrs. Beecham opened what appeared to be a small cabinet door. The girls saw that it was actually hiding a small window that looked into the large ballroom. Mrs. Beecham then left out the main door. Angel and Emi stepped closer and looked out. They were surprised to see that the room had filled quite quickly. The girls noticed something about the guests but Emi spoke first.

"Angel, all the guests are old ladies. I don't see anyone out there who is less than 60 years old." 

"Yeah, I see that too." But Angel was noticing something else too.

"And we're going to model all this skimpy stuff for these little old ladies?" Emi said with disbelief.

"Emi, remember the little comment the maid said about Mrs Beecham enjoying us?" Angel asked.

"Yeah, that was kinda weird. What did she mean?" 

"Well, I wasn't sure at first, but now I think I know. Look over there by the flower arrangement on the left."

Emi moved so she could look out the window in the direction Angel was pointing. It was kind of dark but she could make out the figure of the young maid that led them in. She was standing between 2 of the old ladies holding a tray with glasses of champagne. As Emi looked closer, she realized that one of the old ladies had her hand under the girl's skirt and was clearly massaging her rear end. The girl wasn't protesting at all. In fact, something about her posture and her slight movements seemed to indicate she was enjoying it.

Emi looked around the room. She saw that there were other maids now in the room and some of them were receiving the same treatment as the first maid.

Emi stepped back to look at Angel. 

"Oh. This is interesting," Emi said. "Angel all these outfits are very skimpy lingerie and we're going to model for a room full of rich old lesbians? This is some interesting job we've got here."

"Emi, this is one of the things that sometimes happens in modeling and you have to just get through it. This Mrs Beecham, I've heard of her. She's a big power in the modeling world. She can help both of us in a big way. I've had to do some shows like this in the past. The ladies get there jollies by feeling up some young beautiful girls. It's no big deal."

Emi looked out the window again and was quiet for a minute. Then she turned back to Angel.

"Okay Angel, I guess I'm alright with it."

Angel smiled and hugged her.

"Great, now lets get dressed."

The two girls went to their cabinets and began to pull out various outfits. Angel selected a very long and sheer robe that had matching panties. She quickly began to peel off her t-shirt, jeans, and her own panties. She pulled the new panties over her smooth tanned legs. She brought the panties up to her hips and adjusted them. Emi watched as she realized this was the first time she had seen Angel naked. She found herself staring at Angel's perfect round ass and her golden breasts. 

She startled when she realized that Angel had seen her staring.

"So Emi, I guess you're getting into the mood," she said as she slipped the robe over her shoulders. She adjusted it to barely cover her breasts and then went out the door.

Emi ran to the window and watched as Angel began to circulate the room. The old ladies instantly devoted their attention to Angel as she walked slowly around the room. And it was well that they did, because Angel was one of the most beautiful girls that any of them had ever seen. As she circulated through the room, the ladies marveled at her incredible honey blonde hair, her long smooth legs, and the beautiful curve of her breasts. 

Emi marveled as well as she watched her friend. She finished putting on her outfit which was a dark green pair of panties with a matching silk top that was just barely long enough to cover her breasts. It looked great against her auburn hair. She walked to the door, took a deep breath, and went out into the room. She was surprised that the ladies who saw her started to clap. 

Emi began to circulate the room as she had seen Angel do before her. As she passed each table, the old ladies were staring at her as they had stared at Angel. She noticed the jewelry they were wearing. There was some serious money in this room.

As she passed one table, she saw a thin lady beckoning her to come closer. The lady was smiling at her sweetly so Emi walked over.

"Aren't you a pretty girl. May I take a closer look at your outfit please?" the lady asked her

"Yes ma'am," Emi replied as she stepped closer.

The old lady reached up and began to feel the silk top. She rolled the material at the bottom edge between her fingers. Emi stood still and watched. The old woman reached up with both hands and began to smooth the material over Emi's shoulders. Her hands shook slightly as her fingers moved over the silk top. 

Emi had looked up and was watching Angel on the other side of the room. She was standing close another guest who was also touching the outfit Angel was wearing. She watched as she saw the woman stroke her hand over the thin material. But the woman was doing more than that. She was stroking Angel through the outfit. Her hands were going up and down Angel's waist and across her midriff. She watched as the woman untied the small ribbon that held the robe together. She pushed it to each side and then moved her hands up to Angel's breasts. 

As Emi was watching Angel, she had forgotten about the old lady right in front of her. Her attention quickly came back as she felt the woman's hands go under her top and cup her breasts. Emi turned her head quickly to look down at her chest. She felt a sudden spark of heat as she felt the woman pinch her nipples. Almost immediately, her nipples hardened under the shaky fingers of the old lady. 

"Well, aren't you a sensitive one," the lady said as she continued to pinch and massage the girl's breasts.

Emi was looking down and watching with amazement. She had never had any kind of lesbian experience before and now this sweet little old lady was fondling her. She had to admit, it did feel good. 

"That's enough for now my sweet. You'd better continue the show. There are other guests besides me," the lady said.

Emi nodded at her and began to walk the room again. Just three table later, another woman beckoned her over. This woman was much more aggressive than the last. She pulled Emi close so that one of her legs was between Emi's legs. Her hands quickly roamed up under the top and groped the girl's breasts. Emi had to put her hands on the woman's shoulders to steady herself. The woman was rough, but Emi found herself getting aroused. She even thought she could feel herself getting wet.

The woman put one hand around the teenager's back to hold her. Her other hand dropped down from the girl's breasts and slowly descended across Emi's flat stomach to the top edge of the panties. The woman's fingers slid lightly down the center of the fabric until her hand was between Emi's legs. Her fingers pushed on the fabric until the outline of Emi's sex could be seen. 

Emi was looking at the woman and the woman looked up at her as she pushed her fingers more firmly against the girl's pussy. Emi was getting very aroused now as she felt the pressure teasing her. The woman's magical fingers moved slowly up and down no more than an inch or so, but it was enough to work Emi into a very aroused state. But just as she was hoping the woman would do more, she felt the fingers withdraw.

"Now, now you pretty little thing. Mustn't keep you all to myself. There are other guests you know," the woman said.

Emi was so aroused, it took a moment to get herself together and walk away. Angel had been keeping an eye on her and walked over to her.

"Hey, let's do a change," she said as she led Emi to the dressing room.

"Omigod Angel, I can't believe this," Emi said as soon as they were inside. "That last woman was rubbing my pussy and it felt so wonderful. But just when I wanted her to go further, she pulled away."

"Yeah I know. Same thing is happening to me," Angel replied.

Just at the moment, the young maid walked in.

"Excuse me Miss Enriquez, one of the guests has made a special request. Her name is Marcela Whitman and she is one of the richest people in Palm Beach. One of the outfits in your cabinet is marked with her name. She would like you to put it on and join her at her table. She is at the back center of the room. Her table is the one with red and yellow roses."

Angel stepped to the little window and looked out. She could see Mrs. Whitman sitting at the table with Mrs. Beecham. At the moment, Mrs. Whitman was happily feeling up one of the maids, a girl who looked no more than seventeen. Mrs. Whitman was one of these ladies who has a very stout upper body and fairly skinny legs -- the body shape that makes them look very manly. At the moment, she had her arm around the girl's back and her other hand clearly inside the girl's panties. The maid was struggling to stay standing as Mrs. Whitman was agressively fingering the girl.

Angel turned back to the maid as she continued, "One thing though Miss Enriquez, Mrs. Whitman likes to play out a little game when she is here. She likes to pretend that she is very aggressive and the her partner is somewhat....unwilling. I hope you understand what I mean."

"Well, this should be interesting," Angel said as she turned back to the cabinet to find the outfit the maid mentioned.

Sure enough, it was there and tagged with Mrs. Whitman's name. Angel pulled it out and held it up on the hanger. It was actually very stunning. The top was a small vest made from some kind of net-like material. However, it was covered with what appeared to be real diamonds. The matching g-string panties had diamonds stitched to the front.

"Angel, that must be worth thousands of dollars!" Emi said.

"I know, I know," Angel replied. "I've never seen anything like this."

Angel quickly pulled her outfit off and began to put the new one on. As she stood in front of the mirror, she could see that even with all the diamonds, her nipples and her pussy were clearly visible. 

"Well, I guess I know what I'm in for," Angel laughed as she headed for the door.

Angel took her time getting over to Mrs. Whitman. She decided to do a little teasing herself. So, she navigated her way around the room, getting close enough so that an occasional guest could reach out and stroke her leg or her rear end. But no more than that. Emi was watching and almost laughing as she realized that Angel had turned the tables on the guests. After several minutes of walking through the room, it was clear that every woman was transfixed by this beautiful girl who was wearing diamonds.

Finally, after quite awhile, she walked over to the table where Mrs. Beecham and Mrs. Whitman were waiting for her. 

"Mrs. Whitman, I would like to introduce the star of our show this evening, Miss Angel Enriquez," Mrs. Beecham said.

Mrs. Whitman rose from her chair and Angel found she had to look up a little to face her. The woman took Angel's hand as if she was going to kiss it, but instead pulled Angel closer and kissed her on the lips.

"It's so nice to meet you Angel. I've been very anxious to get to know you better," Mrs. Whitman said.

"Thank you maam. I wore the outfit you left for me. I have to say that I've never seen anything like it."

"Well Angel, I did have that specially made for you. In fact, I was wondering if you would like to keep it?"

Angel was a little taken aback. The outfit was worth thousands and thousand of dollars. There was something up with this.

"Why don't you join me in the next room which is Mrs. Beecham's private study. We can discuss the outfit and how it can be yours."

"Okay, I guess Emi will be okay here on her own." Angel replied.

"Oh yes, we'll take good care of darling Emi," Mrs. Beecham said.

Mrs. Whitman, still holding Angel's hand, led her to a hallway and then a door to a large dark room. She followed Angel inside then closed and locked the door. On the way, Mrs. Whitman asked Angel if the maid had told her of the little fantasy game that she wanted to play and if Angel was okay with it. Angel told her it was all okay.

"My dear Angel, you look absolutely divine in this outfit. It looks better on you than I ever dreamed."

"Thank you. I'm glad you are happy with it. It certainly is unique."

Angel was walking slowly around the room as the woman sat and watched her. She would stop occasionally and pose so that the woman was getting a good look at her incredible body. The diamonds looked on fire as they stood out from Angel's tanned, smooth skin. The woman was clearly getting aroused watching the beautiful girl.

"Angel, please come her to me," the woman told her.

Angel stood still for a moment and looked at the woman. A small smile came to her lips and then she walked to Mrs. Whitman's chair. The elderly woman looked up and down Angel's body as her hands reached out to girl's legs. Her fingers slid to the back of each thigh and pulled Angel closer. Angel let herself be guided so that she was directly in front of the woman, so close that she could feel the woman's breathe on her bare stomach.




Fun on South Beach Ch. 04



"I've been waiting for this a long time Angel. I've been following you career for several years. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen ."

"Thank you Mrs. Whitman, that is very kind of you."

Angel stood still as she felt the woman's hands lightly touching the diamonds on the front of the panties. Her fingers spread across the front and were gently massaging just above Angel's pussy.

"Omigod," Angel thought, "this is going to be good."

Angel put her hands on the woman's shoulders as she began to feel some warmth within herself. The gentle massaging so close to her pussy was beginning to get her aroused.

The woman stood from her chair and backed Angel up to a sturdy table that was nearby. She steered the girl so that she was almost sitting on the edge of the table and then gently pushed on Angel's shoulders so that she was leaning back. Angel put her hands on the table behind her to hold herself. Because of this, her breasts pushed up and out towards the old woman.

"Mrs. Whitman, what are you doing to me?" Angel asked.

"Why child, I am going to have you for myself," she said as her hands began to massage Angel's bare midriff. Angel watched as the boney hands played over her tanned stomach and rose upwards to just under her breasts. The woman worked slowly and was careful to let her fingers slide just under the edge of the panties and then just under the bottom edge of the top. 

"What do you mean have me?" Angel asked, playing the part of a girl being taken advantage of. "I thought we were going to talk about my modeling career and I was going to show this outfit to you."

"First things first my dear. Right now, I want to taste your delicious body."

The old woman reached up to the clasp at the front center of the diamond top. She released it quickly and pushed it open, allowing Angel's perfect round breasts to spill out. Angel let out a small cry as her breasts were released and then reached up with one hand to cover them.

"Mrs. Whitman, please don't do this. This isn't right." Angel pleaded.

But Mrs. Whitman ignored her. She pushed Angel's arm away and made her put both hands back on the table The old woman wrapped her hands around Angel's waist and held the girl firmly.

"Now listen my sweet little girl. I'm going to have your body now and if you are smart, you will just go along and enjoy it. I think you might just find this pleasurable. And if I enjoy myself as I hope, then perhaps the outfit you're wearing will be your reward."

Angel squirmed in the woman's grasp so that her breasts shook from side to side. She let herself whimper slightly as she wriggled on the table. The woman laughed slightly and held the girl tighter.

"Ummmm, when you squirm it just makes me want you even more," the woman said as she lowered her head to Angel's bare breasts. 

The woman's lips closed over one of Angel's pink nipples and she sucked it into her mouth. Her arms closed around the girls slim waist and held her tightly. Angel grasped the woman's shoulders again as if to push her away.

"No...please....don't suck my breasts.....please don't do this to me," Angel begged, playing her part perfectly.

The woman did not stop. Her mouth moved from one delicious breast to the other, licking, sucking, biting each nipple. Angel was getting very aroused now. Her breasts, so sensitive on their own, were now tingling very hard at the intense stimulation they were getting. Her pussy was now very wet and tingling as if it knew what was coming.

As Angel kept her hands on the table and her chest arched out to the woman, the woman was reveling in her domination of this girl. As she licked and sucked, her drool was running down the girl's breasts and over her stomach. Angel felt it and it only aroused her more. She continued to squirm in the woman's grasp as if she was trying to make her stop.

"Mrs Whitman, I'm begging you. Please don't hurt me. I'll do whatever you want me to do," Angel whimpered.

"Yes. You will do as I command," the woman replied as she pulled away from Angel's swollen and sensitive breasts.

The woman reached up with one hand and began to massage her drool over Angel's bare chest and midriff. Angel continued to wriggle under the woman's hand as it passed over her breasts and down to the edge of the panties. Angel was so hot now that she could hardly stand it. It was really exciting to her to watch this woman rub her slobber over her skin.

"I think I'm ready to really taste you now. I want you to lay back on your elbows."

Angel did as she was told, easing herself back until she was almost flat on the table. The woman hooked her fingers under each side of Angel's panties and began to slowly remove them. As Angel's shaven pussy was exposed, the woman couldn't help but to pause a moment to take a good look. 

"Why Angel, you're just a nasty girl after all," she said as she continued removing the panties.

The woman took her time pulling the panties over Angel's slender legs. In fact, she paused for almost a full minute as she ran her hands over each tanned thigh. As she did, Angel continued to play the part of the "unwilling" participant by wriggling her hips and ass. All this did though was though was to further arouse the old woman.

"Oh Angel, I'm afraid you're going to have to stop fighting it. You are mine now and I'm going to taste you."

The woman finished removing the panties and then put her hands on top of Angel's thighs to hold her. She pulled herself up between the lovely girl's legs and lowered her head. Her tongue reached out and she began to lick Angel's inner thighs.

"Mrs. Whitman, please, don't do this to me. You have to let me go," Angel pleaded.

But the woman did not respond. Her licking continued and Angel felt it getting closer and closer to her exposed pussy. she laid her head all the way back now and let her legs be spread at the woman's will. The woman let her tongue trace the outline of the girl's steaming sex. She could tell that the girl was very, very aroused. She was proud of herself -- a sixty-five year old woman who was pleasuring a beautiful 22-year-old girl. A girl who was obviously enjoying every minute.

Finally, the woman lowered her tongue and drew it directly over the girl's outer lips causing Angel to arch her back and let out a moan of pleasure. The woman smiled to herself as she knew the girl was hers for the taking. She licked over the girl's pussy again, and a third time, and a fourth, as Angel moaned and pushed herself against the woman's mouth.

The woman got a good grip around Angel's hips and then plunged her tongue into the girl. Angel saw stars for a moment as she felt the old woman's tongue penetrate deeply into her. She reached forward and gripped the woman's head to hold it tightly against her pussy. Angel was crying out now with pleasure. The fucking she was getting from the woman's tongue was driving her into a frenzy. Her body was almost bouncing on the table as she responded to each push of the woman's expert tongue.

As she was pushing her tongue, the woman had closed her mouth over the girl's exposed lips. Suddenly she sucked in hard, drawing some of the girl's tender flesh into her mouth. She began to "chew" with her lips giving the girl something of an oral massage. The girl responded with a whole new set of screams. Angel was being pushed to the absolute limit now as her pussy was being ravished from inside and out.

Finally, to her mercy, she felt her orgasm building and when it came, it shook her from head to toe with waves of pleasure. She felt relief only for a moment though because Mrs. Whitman had not stopped. Her attack on Angel's vulnerable sex continued. The tongue shoved deep into her and the mouth sucked over her tender lips. It did not take long for a second and then a third orgasm to rack the lovely girl. 

But still the woman did not stop. Angel could hardly breathe she was so exhausted. The tongue was still fucking her, shoving so deep into her and moving in just the right way. She could feel it as it would withdraw slightly and then shove back into her -- over and over again. Angel's poor body was covered with sweat and the remainder of the woman's drool as she writhed in pleasure on the table top. 

The woman heard the girl scream again as another orgasm hit her. She was smiling to herself as she thought about what she was doing to this girl. She was going to have to get this girl under contract with her modeling firm so that she can keep her close by.

Finally, the woman began to ease off. She pulled back slightly and let her tongue play over the girl's steaming lips. Angel began to get her breath back and tried to relax on the table. The woman stood back and walked to a small telephone that was on a desk. She picked it up and said something quitely. Angel was only mildly aware of this but was to spent to pay much attention.

After a few minutes, as Angel rested on the table, a knock came on the door. Mrs. Whitman went to open it and Mrs. Beecham and her young maid came in. The maid went straight to Angel and began to towel the beautiful girl and clean her up. The maid was very happy about this as she had been wanting to get her hands on Angel all night.

Mrs. Beecham came over to look over the maid's shoulder at the the beautiful model. She smiled as she took in the sight of Angel lying on the table totally spent. She watched a few moments as the young maid toweled Angel gently. The girl was being attentive, perhaps too attentive.

"Estelle, I think that Miss Enriquez is clean now. You can stop toweling her now."

The maid look up with disappointment, "Mrs. Beecham, might I have just one kiss."

The old woman smiled at the pretty young maid. 

"Of course my dear. You've been a good girl."

The maid turned back towards Angel and lowered her lips to Angel's. The girl kissed softly as first and then pushed her tongue into Angel's mouth. Angel was still so aroused that she could not help but to respond. Her back arched up slightly and the maid passed her hand over Angel's breasts.

Mrs. Beecham stepped in. 

"Estelle, that's enough now. You may go."

The maid quietly collected the towels she had brought in and left the room and also took the diamond outfit with her. She left behind a Japanese silk robe which Mrs. Beecham picked up as she walked over to Angel. She helped Angel to sit up and then stand.

"Miss Enriquez, I must say that you have been a wonderful guest here this evening. I do hope you will consider coming back."

Angel extended her arms as the woman helped her put the silk robe on. She looked over at Mrs. Whitman and smiled at her.

"I would be very happy to come back.....as long as my modeling career stays on track."

"My dear Angel, I don't think you have a thing to worry about. Now, why don't we rejoin the party."

The two elderly women escorted Angel back to the main room. When they entered, Angel looked around the room. Not to much to her surprise, virtually every maid was being taken by one of the guests if not 2 or 3. She could see several maids laying across some tables with one woman licking her pussy, one sucking her breasts, and a third kissing her mouth. Despite the ravishing she had just experienced, Angel couldn't help but feel aroused again. 

"I don't see my friend," Angel said.

Mrs. Beecham looked around for a moment and then nodded in the direction of a far corner.

"I think that would be her over there and she seems to be in good hands."

Angel looked to see Emi also laying across a table with 2 women working her over. They were taking turns running their fingers over the sweet girl's pussy, while keeping a constant massage of her breasts at the same time. Angel felt more heat in herself at this erotic sight.

Mrs. Beecham went to her table and picked up a small bell and rang it.

"Ladies, it's time to bring our festivities to an end. If we could have our 2 wonderful models come to the center of the room, we can wish them thank you for their participation."

Angel walked to the center of the room as Emi joined her. The 2 girls weren't exactly sure what was to happen, but it became clear very quickly. One of the maids came to the girls and gave each a beautiful hand stitched bag. Inside each, there was a gift-wrapped box. Then, the guests began to approach the girls to bid them goodbye. As they did, the old ladies were taking their last opportunities to kiss each girl and perhaps one last fondle of each beautiful body. 

But they were also dropping envelopes into the bags for each girl. Angel and Emi eyed at each other as they realized what was happening. They both realized that these old ladies were going to send the 2 girls away with very full pockets.

Finally, Mrs. Whitman was the last person to make her way to Angel. She took the girls into her arms and kissed her deeply. Angel couldn't help but melt into the woman's arms. 

"I want you to be a frequent guest at our parties Angel. I do hope you enjoyed yourself."

"Yes maam, it was wonderful. I really enjoyed the little game you like to play. It was very exciting for me too."

"Shush now, that's our little secret," the woman said as she put her finger over Angel's lips.

She kissed Angel one more time and then she took her leave of the room. The 2 girls went back into the dressing room to put their own clothes back on. As they were finishing, Mrs. Beecham came in and handed each an envelope. 

"My dear girls, you both were absolutely wonderful. I do hope you will be available for our future parties."

"Mrs. Beecham, I think I can speak for Emi, we've had a fantastic time. The clothes you had here for us and the attention we've recieved has been great. This was the first time for Emi, but I think she enjoyed herself."

Emi smiled and nodded at the elderly woman, who came to her and gave her a hug.

"Well girls, it's been a long day for me and I must retire. Estelle will assist you to gather your things. Good night now." 

The girls watched as the woman left the room and the pretty maid entered. Between them, they gathered all their things and were led to the front door. The doorman that greeted them now led them to Angel's car and helped them get in. Angel started the car and began the drive to the front gate. As they approached, it swung open to let them out onto the quiet street. 

The 2 girls looked at each other and the bags they had been given. Angel sped the car down and stopped in the first place she found to pull off. They grabbed the bags and started to tear open the envelopes the old ladies had been giving to them. Each one was filled with money. $500. $1000. Sometimes more. They found the 2 envelopes from Mrs Beecham and almost screamed as they discovered checks for $10,000. Then they pulled out the wrapped gift boxes and tore the paper off in a frenzy. Angel opened her's first to find the diamond outfit that Mrs. Whitman had asked her to wear. This time Angel did scream as she saw the diamonds flashing in the light from a nearby streetlight.

Angel looked up at Emi and waved at her to open her box. Emi pulled it open slowly and screamed too. There was a matching diamond outfit for her as well. She picked up a note that was inside and read it to Angel.

"My dear Emi, I do hope you enjoyed yourself and that perhaps you might join us again. As I knew that Mrs. Whitman had commissioned a special outfit for dear Angel, I did not wish for you to feel left out. I hope you will enjoy it."

It was signed by Mrs. Beecham.

"Omigod Angel, do you realize how much money we've made tonight? I can't believe this!" the girl exclaimed.

Angel had pulled the car out and was heading back down the road. 

"I know, I know. We're going to have to keep some open dates for these ladies."

The 2 rode in silence for a few minutes as Angel steered the car back towards South Beach. 

"You know something?" Emi said quietly. "After all that happened tonight, I never did have an orgasm."

Angel looked at her friend.

"Emi, I know this was your first time being with another woman. Did you like it? Did it feel good?"

The teenager nodded yes. Angel looked at her for a second and then smiled.

"I have an idea," Angel said. "I have a friend that lets me use his condo on the beach. Why don't we spend the night there?"

Emi looked at Angel for a second. She knew what Angel had in mind. She was quiet for a long minute before she finally spoke.

"Angel, I think I would like that."

Angel smiled at her friend. She put a finger to her own lips and kissed it. Then she reached over to her friend and placed her finger softly on Emi's tender lips. Emi softly kissed back and then she laid her head over onto Angel's shoulder as the 2 of them drove on in silence.

The End of Part Four.

Coming up next: Angel and Emi get close.....really close. 



Fun on South Beach Ch. 05



As mentioned before, this is a work of fiction. None of the characters are real, living people. Some of the descriptions of the locales are authentic, some are not. 

Hope you enjoy it.

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Angel drove on as Emi rested her head on her shoulder. Angel had put her right arm around Emi's shoulders and was holding her. She let her fingers run up and down the teenager's arm as she drove through the balmy nighttime air. She felt goosebumps on Emi's skin as the girl would would occasionally feel a chill. 

"Are you cold baby?" Angel asked her.

"No, just feeling a little excited, that's all," she replied.

"Well, it's not much further, " Angel said.

Angel steered the car around a turn and up a ramp for the bridge over to South Beach. The car cruised easily up the bridge and down the other side where Angel turned to head for her friends condo. As she drove, she felt Emi's hand playing in her lap. The teenager was lightly massaging Angel's tummy, testing herself in a way for the night ahead. Angel new this would be a very new part of their relationship and she wanted the girl to be very comfortable.

The car made it's way through the usual nighttime traffic. Eventually Angel turned down a side road and stopped at a security gate a few blocks later. The guard took her pass card and used it to open the gate. Once the gate opened, he handed the card back to Angel and wished her a good evening. Emi lifted her head as they drove through the entrance and read the name on the sign.

"Ocean's Reef? We're going into the Ocean's Reef? Angel, that is the most exclusive condo on the beach!" Emi said.

"Yup, my friend is kind of a bigwig. Don't ask names though. Just enjoy it." 

The car made it's way up the long driveway and entered a parking garage. Angel found the correct parking place and pulled in. The 2 lovely girls jumped out and collected all their things. The elevator was close by and 14 floors later, it opened right in front of Angel's friend's unit. She opened the door with a pass card and they went in. Angel picked up a remote control from a table just inside and began pointing around the room and pressing buttons. Softly glowing lamps began to pop on all around a huge and beautifully decorated room. 

Emi stared with amazement as she took in the priceless furnishings, the walls covered with modern artwork, and the enormous set of glass doors on the far side that looked out over the Atlantic Ocean.

"Omigod Angel, this is the coolest place I have ever seen!" she said excitedly.

Angel smiled at her, "I know, and the best thing is, the owner is hardly ever here. I hang out here all the time."

Angel took Emi by the hand and led her across the main room to a hallway. Still clicking the remote, more lights came on in front of them as they made their way. Emi noticed that even a cd player came on and soft music started to play. Angel stopped at a doorway as the lights came on to let Emi look inside. The teenager almost gasped as she peeked in at the most incredible bedroom she had ever seen. The room was immense, easily as large as 10 or 11average bedrooms combined. At the center sat a large 4 poster bed that had a canopy made from silk. Surrounding the bed were seating areas with couches and chairs, a small bar, and a sunken jacuzzi on the far wall that had an ocean view.

Angel pointed to the Jacuzzi, "That's where we are headed. But lets go dump our stuff first."

Angel continued down the hallway to a door at the end. She opened it, turning on the lights remotely, and let Emi pass inside. It was another bedroom and Emi realized it was decorated just for Angel. She recognized Angel's style in everything she could see. Little touristy trinkets about South Beach, pictures of the beach, pictures of the art deco hotels, and a big beautiful bed covered with a deep purple silk quilt. The 2 girls dropped all their stuff on a chair in the corner.

"This is my home away from home. I've never brought anyone up here before. You're the first," Angel told her darling friend.

Still holding the girl's hand, she pulled her up close and hugged her. Emi let her face nuzzle against the sweet softness of Angel's neck. The two girls shared a moment of closeness as they stood there. After a minute or so, Angel let go of of Emi and turned for the door.

"Come on, let's hit the jacuzzi," Angel said as she began pulling her shirt over her head.

Both girls headed quickly back down the hall as their clothes were left in a trail behind them. Angel made it their first, but then stopped at the bar as Emi sat down on the edge of the jacuzzi. Angel set to work making a pitcher of daiquiris as Emi lowered herself into the warm water. She looked out the window at the moonlight glittering off the ocean water 14 floors below.

"Angel, thank you for bringing me here. This is fantastic. You're a really good friend to share this with me."

Angel smiled at the girl as she brought the pitcher of daiquiris and two glasses. Emi rose out of the water and the 2 girls sat on the edge of the bubbling water. Angel poured out their drinks and they lifted their glasses.

"To a long and wonderful and special friendship. A friendship that grows and grows and never dies. A friendship built from love," Angel said.

The 2 girls looked into each other's eyes for a second and then took a sip. They lowered themselves down into the water and got comfortable. Emi had settled into one of the seats and had shut her eyes. Angel was directly across from her and was staring at the beautiful teenager. It had been a long time since she had felt this close to another person. For awhile, Angel had thought that Emi would be the little sister she never had, but now, her feelings were different. She wanted to touch this girl, she wanted to kiss her, she wanted to love her.

With Emi's eyes still closed and the water bubbling, Angel eased across the jacuzzi and took Emi's feet into her lap. 

"Whatcha doing?" Emi asked her.

"Just thought you might like a little foot massage," she said as she began to knead Emi's feet.

Emi made a little purr of satisfaction and closed her eyes again. A small smile lay on her lips. Angel smiled at the girl simply because she was happy to be here with her. 

Angel, using her soft hands, pressed and rubbed the girl's feet for a few minutes, but then began to massage the girl's lower legs. Emi kept her eyes closed and was enjoying the pampering. Soon she felt Angel's magical hands move further up her legs until her thighs were now Angel's target. As Angel's hands moved over and between her legs, Emi was feeling the spark of arousal she had felt earlier at the fashion show, an arousal that had gone unfulfilled.

"Angel, that feels so good, but it's getting me hot again."

Angel smiled at the girl and slid right alongside her. She put her hands up on each side of the girl's face as she leaned to her and kissed her tenderly. Emi was surprised for a second, but then kissed the beautiful Angel in return. She wrapped her arms around her friend and the 2 lovely girls shared a long and deep kiss.

When they broke, Angel told the younger girl to sit up on the side of the jacuzzi. Emi rose up and perched on the marble rim as Angel retrieved a small pillow that was nearby. She placed it at the edge and patted it so that Emi would lay her head down. Emi layed down flat on her back and Angel guided her so that she was fully stretched out and relaxed.

"Sweet girl, I want to make you feel good. I know that you have never been with a woman before, so I want your first time to be very special," Angel told her.

"Angel, I want that too. I want to be with you."

Angel leaned over and began to plant small kisses over the girl's face. She nibbled softly on the girl's full lips and let her tongue trace the outline of each. Emi was trying to lay still but the tender touch from Angel was so exciting to her. 

Angel, who was still half in the jacuzzi, settled into a spot alongside the girl's arm. She let her chin rest on the girl's shoulder as she brought a hand up from the water. With just the tip of her fingernail, she began to trace the outline of the younger girl's nipple. Emi let a little gasp escape her lips as she felt this new attention. Her nipple quickly rose and hardened. 

Angel smiled to herself as she moved her hand to Emi's other breast to repeat her little trick on the other nipple. Emi squirmed as the touch of her nipple seemed to make her pussy throb. She wanted to touch herself in the worst way, but she stayed still because she knew that Angel was going to do it -- eventually.

Angel could see the girl beginning to squirm from just the touch of her fingernail, so she let her whole hand settle onto a breast and began to fondle the girl. She would move her hand from one to the other as she held each breast and softly massaged the swollen flesh. Emi had her eyes closed as she felt the wonderful touch and warmthof Angel's hand on her breasts. 

Emi turned her head in Angel's direction to say something, but just as she opened her mouth, Angel's lips covered her own and she felt Angel's tongue intertwine with hers. Angel kissed the girl passionately as her hand continued to fondle the teenager's breasts. Emi was almost out of breath when Angel lifted her mouth momentarily. She sucked a quick breath of air just as Angel covered her mouth again. 

Emi was feeling intensely aroused now and was squirming and responding to every movement of Angel's hand on her breasts. Angel could see and feel the girl's arousal and could hear the little moans of pleasure that Emi was making. 

She continued to kiss Emi deeply as her hand moved down Emi's taut stomach. Angel moved the palm of her hand in circles over the smooth tanned skin as Emi grew even more responsive. The younger girl, almost without thinking, would push her hips up as Angel's hand would pass just above her pussy. She wanted Angel to touch her, to pleasure her, to love her.

Emi rolled slightly and moved her hands to hold each side of Angel's face.

"Angel, please, I want you to take me. I want to love you. Please. Right now."

Angel put her hand to Emi's face and smiled.

"Sweet baby girl, I want you to. I've wanted you for a long time. But I wanted to be sure that you were okay."

The two girls shared a look of passion and then a small hug. Angel pulled away and rose out of the water. She helped Emi to her feet and led her to the large bed. She yanked the quilt down and the 2 girls, despite being soaking wet, slid under the covers.

Without any word and without hesitation, the two joined in a full embrace. Their arms held each other tightly as their legs intertwined. Feeling a small chill from getting out the warm water, Angel simply drew Emi to her that much harder.

Their bodies rolled back and forth in the bed as both girls became more and more passionate. Angel could feel her breasts pressed against Emi's and thought she could feel the younger girl's heart pounding. She could feel Emi's arms around her, one around the middle of her back, the other lower so that Emi's hand was caressing Angel's sweet rear end. Angel felt goose-bumps rise as Emi's fingernails passed lightly over her ass.

Angel pushed Emi over so that she was laying on top of the teenager. She began to ease herself down the girl's body letting her tongue trail down her neck, over her breasts, and down her stomach. Angel pushed Emi's legs apart as she settled at the end of the bed.

"Please Angel. Take me now. I want you to take me."

Angel let her hands wrap underneath Emi's ass and lifted her gently as she lowered her mouth to the young girl's pussy. She drew her tongue slowly over the girl's swollen lips which made Emi gasp as her back arched off the bed. Angel paused for a moment to let her relax, then drew her tongue over the girl's sex once again. Again, Emi responded intensely.

Angel took a firmer hold of her sweet girlfriend and then pushed her tongue into the girl's steaming wet pussy. Emi let out a long low moan as she felt herself being penetrated. She felt Angel's tongue pass between her lips and reach deep into her. She felt it move slowly in and then slightly retract, only to press back in. 

Angel felt a warm sense of pleasure as she knew that Emi was feeling pleasure too. She had deep feelings for this sweet young girl and wanted her to feel all the pleasure that Angel could give.

Angel's touch was magic to the teenager. She felt Angel's gentle caress on her ass as Angel held her. She felt Angel's hair as it brushed the inside of her thighs. But most of all, she felt Angel's tongue as it slowly fucked her. She felt the wet pressure as it moved in and out of her steaming sex. Already so aroused from her earlier encounters with the rich old ladies, it did not take long for Emi to build up.

"Angel...Angel....I'm.....I'm.....," the girl moaned just before her body spasmed, hit hard by a huge orgasm.

Angel held on tightly as she felt sweet Emi ride the crest of her orgasm. The darling girl was gasping and moaning as her body shook and spasmed. Angel eased back slightly so she could look up to Emi's face. The girl's beautiful face, was now even more so because of the pleasure her body had just felt.

Angel climbed back up to lay alongside Emi. She reached up and brushed a few strands of hair out of the spent girl's face and then leaned over to kiss her. Angel cuddled down close to the girl so that her face was nuzzling Emi's neck. One arm reached out across Emi's breasts simply to hold her, as if she was a child's teddy bear.

Several minutes passed as Emi regained her senses. She was thinking about what had happened to her tonight. How she had been with Angel at the fashion show, how the guests had turned out to be lesbians, how they had touched her, fondled her, and teased her but did not make her cum. She thought of how Angel had brought her to this special place, how her friend had made her feel so warm and special and loved. She thought about how Angel had touched her so much differently from the way her previous boyfriends ever did. She knew that this was so much better.

Emi opened her eyes as she turned her head towards Angel. 

"Angel, what you did to me, it was so wonderful. I've never felt like that before. It felt like every inch of my skin was tingling. The way you kissed me, for so long and holding me so tight. I've just never felt like that before."

Angel laughed softly as she stroked the girl's face.

"Sweet babygirl, I have to tell you something. When I first saw you back last May -- remember that? when I came up to you on the street? -- anyways, I did it because I thought you were so beautiful and could be a great model. But right away, as I started to get to know you, I found myself attracted to you. I wasn't sure what to do about it though. I didn't want to ruin our friendship in case you were totally not into being with other girls."

The two girls were looking into each other's eyes with soft passion as Angel continued.

"I guess the fashion show tonight was a kind of a blessing. I found out that you were open to being touched by another woman and that you liked it very much. You were so sweet when we got back into the car and you told me that you hadn't cum, I just knew that I had to bring you here so we could be together."

Emi's eyes welled up as she listened to Angel admit that she had had feelings for her all along. She buried her face against Angel's neck and cried softly. She just couldn't believe her good fortune, that this wonderful girl, this beautiful and smart and loving girl, had feelings for her. Emi let herself become very relaxed as she enjoyed the comfort of Angel's body.

Angel held Emi close as she found the remote on the bedside table. She clicked a button to turn off the jacuzzi and two more to turn off the lights. Then she pulled the quilt over their naked bodies. Emi lifted her head to kiss Angel and wished her sweet dreams and then the two girls settled in and drifted off to sleep.

The End of Part 5

Coming up next: Bad luck in the Everglades



Fun on South Beach Ch. 06



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Here's the usual disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, sexually oriented, adult fiction. None of the characters are real. I've made it all up.

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Angel and Emi never left the condo that weekend. In fact, the most clothes either of them put on was simply a pair of panties after they got out of bed each morning. They took great pleasure in just relaxing and enjoying each other. They did make love several more times and Emi found out that she could give Angel pleasure just as Angel had done for her. 

They were still in the condo on Sunday night when Angel's pager went off. She checked the number and called in. It was her agent with a message for Emi. It seems that Mrs. Beecham had already used her influence and had gotten some work for Emi. The agent wanted to know if Angel had seen Emi since Friday night at the Beecham estate.

"Here's the deal Angel, I got a flight booked for Emi to L.A. tomorrow morning. It leaves from Miami at 6am. She's gonna have to get up way early, but she's gotta be on that flight," the agent told her.

Angel was a little disappointed that their weekend was going to come to such an abrupt end, but she was happy that Emi was going to get some good experience doing a big pro shoot.

"Okay. Emi's actually here with me, so I'll tell her what to do and she can pickup the ticket at the airport."

Emi's there with you? I've been trying to call her since yesterday morning. What have you girls been doing?"

"Just girl stuff, nothing that concerns you," Angel replied as she winked at Emi.

They ended the conversation and Angel told Emi what was going on. Since it was now Sunday night and the flight was first thing the next morning, Emi was very concerned about getting home to pack a bag. Angel calmed her down.

"Hey babygirl, I got you covered. I've got a closet full of clothes here. I've got makeup. I've got whatever you need. We can pack you a bag right here and I'll drive you to the airport in the morning."

"Really Angel? I love you, I really do," the teenager said with relief as she hugged her beautiful friend

As they separated, Angel finished telling the girl about the plans. Emi was going to be doing the shoot for 2 days and her flight back was on Thursday morning. 

"Don't forget that I'm going to be doing the shoot out in the Everglades on Wednesday and Thursday. You will probably get back before me."

Angel went to a drawer near the front door, took out a pass card, and gave it to Emi.

"This place is going to be empty for 2 more weeks and I'm going to stay here. Do you want to stay too?" Angel asked as she nuzzled the girl's soft cheek.

Emi plucked the pass card from Angel's fingers.

"Of course I want to stay here. I want to be anywhere that you are Angel."

The two girls kissed and then Angel led Emi to the bedroom so they could pack Emi's bag. 

The next morning, Angel delivered Emi to the airport on time and the girl was off on her first big-time shoot. Angel felt very happy for her, but also a little sad that Emi was going to be so far away. Angel would have gone with her, but she knew that the Everglades shoot was in the way.

Angel spent the next 2 days just knocking around the condo and walking on the beach. That was one thing she enjoyed about modeling, once you got a little success under your belt, you could pick and choose what you wanted to do so your free time was better and more frequent.

Since the shoot was only about 45 miles away, the customer had arranged for Angel to drive out with the photographer and the stylist, who were a husband and wife team named Pete and Sarah Robinson. Angel was okay with that, she knew both of them fairly well and the ride was short anyway.

Angel was thinking about Emi a lot and remembering their weekend together. She missed her and was looking forward to Emi's return. It must have showed on her too as they crew kept telling her how radiant she looked and Pete said she had never looked more beautiful.

The shoot wrapped on time and Angel got her stuff together for the return drive. They were loaded up quickly and headed back on the small two-lane road back to Miami. There was no traffic at all and Pete, who was driving, must have been anxious to get to the darkroom and develop his film because he was way over the speed limit.

They had only driven about 10 miles when a set of flashing lights appeared behind them. Pete swore to himself and pulled over. There was a long wait as the police car sat behind them with it's lights flashing. The photographer was trying to see what the delay was in the rear view mirror. Finally, 2 rather large police officers got out. Both were pretty beefy individuals, not tall, but stocky and tough looking. Both pulled on hats as they got out and were wearing big mirrored sunglasses.

The 2 cops separated with one walking up each side of the car. The bigger of the two came to the driver's side facing Pete. 

"Let's see your license and registration son," the office growled.

"Yes sir, got it right here," Pete said as he handed his license out the window.

A big hand smashed into his hand and grabbed his chin. It shoved his head back against his seat as the officer bent down to look him in the eye. Angel and Sarah were shocked and were staring at the officer holding Jim by the chin.

The officer, removed the hat and glasses and looked at Jim.

"You some kind of smart ass son? Or are you just to stupid to know a woman when you see one?" the officer demanded.

Angel took a good look at the beefy officer and realized she was indeed a woman. A quick look out the window on the other side confirmed that officer was female too.

"Ah....no.....sorry, the sun was in my eyes and I didn't get a good look at you," Pete stammered.

"I'm still waiting for that license and registration," the officer said. 

Pete, still with his chin clamped in the officer's vise grip fingers felt in his lap for the license and registration. He found them and handed them out the window. The officer finally let his chin go as she looked at each.

In the meantime, the officer on the other side of the car had been looking in at Sarah and Angel. Angel had locked eyes with the woman for a moment and she thought that the officer might have recognized her. The officer took a second and a third look then walked to the back of the car.

"Hey sarge, can I see you for a moment?" she said to the first officer.

The two spoke at the back of the car for a moment then walked to the patrol car. Pete was watching them in the mirror.

"What are they doing?" Sarah asked.

"I dunno. It looks like they're looking at a magazine or something back there," he replied.

After a few minutes, the 2 officers walked back to the car.

"Okay, I'm going to let you go, but you need to keep your speed down. But before you go, I need this little lady in the back seat to step out of the car. She looks like a drug courier we're been looking for."

"No, no, no. This young lady is a fashion model, Angel Enriquez, perhaps you've heard of her. She's no drug courier," Pete tried to explain.

The second officer yanked Angel's door open and said, "Out of the car miss, right now."

Pete tried to intervene again but found his chin locked in the vise grip again.

"You need to watch yourself son. You don't want to get arrested for interfering with a police officer now do you?"

Angel climbed from the backseat and the officer directed her to put her hands on the sides of the car. Angel had dressed comfortably that morning and was wearing an old button down shirt, tied up around her waist and a denim miniskirt. If the officer was going to frisk her, there wasn't going to be a lot of places to search.

Sure enough, the officer did begin to frisk her. She put her beefy hands on Angel's legs right above her knees and let them slide up the smooth skin. One hand drifted to the front of the skirt as they other went up and under the back. The big dyke took her time as she got a good feel of Angel's firm rear end. Pete and Sarah watched as Angel squirmed under the woman's touch.

After a minute, the officer brought her hand from under the skirt and took hold of the girl's slim waist. She ran her hands from front to back as she felt the girl's flat stomach. Her hands went to the front and held Angel as she pressed her own large body against Angel's back. Her hands traveled up until she was holding both of Angel's breasts. 

"Well, well," she whispered in Angel's ear, "looks like you're not wearing a bra."

"I think we got probable cause here Thelma. Put the cuffs on that little lady when you're done searching her."

"You got it sarge," the second officer said.

The seargent went back to Pete's window.

"We're going to have to detain this little lady to check out her story and estabilish her identity. If she is who she says she is, you can come pick her up at the Ichetucknee County Sheriff's Office tomorrow."

"But I told you, she is Angel Enriquez and she...." Pete started to say.

"Listen now, I warned you one time, start your car and get out of here. I ain't ever heard of no Angel Enriquez. This little lady is our prisoner now and we'll find out who she is. You can count on that."

The second officer had put handcuff's on Angel. Sarah turned in her seat to look as Angel was being led to the police car. She saw that Angel's shirt had come untied and looked half-unbuttoned too. With her hands pulled to her back, the shirt was mostly open and her breasts were clearly visible.

There was a pause as Pete debated what to do. Finally he started the car and drove away leaving Angel in the hands of the 2 big dykes. She was put into the back seat of the car and the seargent got in with her. The second officer got in behind the wheel, put the car in gear and then turned it around, heading away from Miami.

As they drove, Angel looked down on the floor of the police car. The magazine the 2 cops had been looking at was lying there. It wasn't a magazine at all. It was an issue of the Caliente swimsuit catalog and there was Angel, big as life, right on the cover.

Angel thought to herself, "So, they do know who I am. Maybe they just want to have some fun. Guess it wouldn't hurt to play along."

"Hey Florence, are you sure you searched our prisoner thoroughly?" the seargent asked. "Maybe I better double check," she said as she began to put her hands on Angel.

Her shirt being half off, the seargent had no trouble removing it the rest of the way and pushing it down to the handcuffs. The big dyke took a good luck at Angel's luscious upper body. Her big hand reached out to cup a tanned breast. She felt it gently as she let Angel's nipple slip between her fingers. She squeezed her fingers together and pinched the pink bud between her knuckles. Angel sucked a small sharp breath as she felt a jolt of electricity.

"So, you like the rough stuff," the seargent said, "that'll work out right nice."

The big dyke sat silently as she fondled Angel the whole time the car drove back to the sheriff's office. Finally, it stopped in front of a small run down building in a equally run down town. The 2 cops pulled Angel from the back seat and led her into the office. Once inside, they took the handcuffs off her. She tried to pull her shirt back on, but the seargent wouldn't let her. 

"We're all ladies here little missy. No need to be shy," she laughed as she pulled Angel's shirt off of her and tossed it aside.

"I thought you said you didn't know who I was? I saw the catalog on the floor of the car. You know exactly who I am. The question is, what do you want from me." Angel said to the big dyke.

There was a moment of silence, then the seargent walked to Angel and pushed her back against the door of a small holding cell. Angel felt the cold metal bars against her back as the seargent held her arms and pushed her firmly against the bars.

"Well little lady, all I know is that I need a little cooperation from you. You see, Florence and I are the law in this town, so it's up to us to interogate our prisoners." 

Angel took note of the word cooperation and lifted her hands over her head to grab 2 of the bars. As she did, her beautiful naked breasts rose and jutted out at the 2 dykes.

"Okay, I guess I'm ready to cooperate," Angel told them.

The 2 dykes looked at each other quickly as they each thought that it had never been this easy before.

The front door was quickly locked and the phone was taken off the hook. The 2 women kept their eyes on the half naked young girl before them as they began to strip off their police gear. Hats, belts, and badges were dropped to the floor as the 2 stripped to down to uniforms only. Angel watched as they worked at the buttons of their shirts and the clasps on their pants. The spectacle of it was making Angel flush as she realized that she was about to be taken by these 2 giant women.

The seargent pulled of her shirt first and quickly removed her enormous bra. Two giant breasts fell out each tipped with large dark nipples. Angel thought she could see a ring of dark hairs around each nipple. The other officer finally removed her shirt and bra as well. She too had enormous breasts and Angel found herself staring in amazement.

"So little girl, have you ever seen anything like these," the seargent asked her as they pressed their breasts against Angel's.

Angel wriggled as the enormous mounds mashed into her. She could feel the weight of them as they engulfed her.

"Florence, why don't you finish stripping our prisoner. I think we need to make sure she isn't hiding any drugs."

The officer moved her hands to Angel's skirt and quickly unfastened it. She yanked it down Angel's slender legs until it fell at the girl's feet. She hooked her fat fingers under each side of Angel's panties and pulled them down slowly until they also fell to the girl's feet. Once she stood back up straight and got her enourmous body out of the way, the seargent got a look at Angel's smooth pussy for the first time.

"Would you look at that Florence! This girl shaves her privates! Don't that beat all," she exclaimed.

The seargent pressed close to Angel and let her hand cup over the girl's smooth sex.

"Actually, I think that is quite erotic. It kinda gets me hot," the big dyke said.

Angel couldn't help but wiggle a bit as she felt the woman's fingers resting on her pussy. She could tell that she was starting to get a little wet from the anticipation of what was about to happen. She tried to stand still as the seargents fingers moved ever so slightly over her lips. Her mouth opened slightly as she felt the tip of one finger slide into her pussy and stop.

"I think this young lady is getting kinda horny Florence. We better proceed."

The 2 big cops guided Angel to a table in the middle of a jail cell. They got her on top and made her lie back flat. The table was cold metal and Angel's skin flushed with goose bumps as the coldness met her skin. The table was fairly short so that her head was at one end and her legs hung over the other. The 2 cops pulled her arms over her head and fastened the handcuffs through a small bolt and back on her wrists. Then they pushed her legs apart and with 2 leather straps, they secured the girl's slender legs.

Angel was now totally vulnerable on the table before them. Her incredible body was naked and stretched out on the metal table. Her breasts jutted into the air and each of the dyke cops took the opportunity to grab one . 

"What are you going to do to me," Angel whimpered.

"Well, we're just going to get ourselves some," the seargent replied.

And with that, the 2 big cops descended on Angel. One of them began to suckle the girl's breasts as the other put her hands on Angel's thighs and began to massage her. Angel let out a low moan as her body was betrayed by it's own sensuality. She realized that the other young girls that had been here before her had probably struggled and cried. But she wasn't scared, in fact, she was probably going to enjoy this as much as the 2 cops.

The seargent was giving the girl's breasts a good working over. She was thinking about how she had been looking at Angel in the catalog for months now and had been using her fingers to get herself off while staring at Angel's golden body in each picture. She couldn't believe that she now had that same body right here on her "interogation" table and it was hers to take as she pleased. She did think it was a little odd that Angel was not protesting at all. But she didn't think to much about it, her mouth was closed over a luscious breast and that had most of her attention.

The other cop had pushed Angel's smooth, tanned legs apart and was massaging the tender flesh. She was staring at the sweet girl's pussy and was readying herself. She was going to have a taste of this girl. She almost couldn't believe their good fortune in stopping the right speeding car and then finding Angel in the back seat. 

She leaned down close and let her tongue extend out so that the tip barely touched Angel's lips. She felt the sweet girl rear up in response. Oh yeah, the little slut was liking it, there was no doubt about that.

She let her tongue lick up and over the girl's sex, as if she was a mother cat cleaning her kittens. She licked over and around the girl's sex, passing over the inside of each thigh and across the lower part of her flat stomach. Angel could hardly stand it as she felt the warm tongue glide over her skin. Another low moan passed from her lips as she felt herself getting very aroused from the licking she was getting.

"I think she is ready Florence. Why don't you take this pretty young thing." the seargent told the second cop.

Without delay, Florence pushed her tongue into Angel's pussy causing a bolt of electricity to pass through Angel's body. She arched up mightily, almost pushing the seargent away from her breasts, but the seargent held on and kept her mouth planted over the girl's erect nipple. She sucked in hard as Angel felt sparks now from her breasts and her pussy.

The 2 big dykes had a lot of experience taking young girls. They seemed to work almost in unison as they licked and sucked Angel's gorgeous body. Angel found herself yanking on the handcuffs as she tried to move her arms. Her legs struggled against the leather straps, but they held her firmly. There was no stopping it, her body was at the mercy of the 2 cops and they were going to have their way with her.

The tongue in her pussy was becoming her focal point now. She felt it pushing and shoving into her as deeply as any cock had ever been in her. She felt the big hands cupping her ass holding her so that the cop's big mouth could suckle over her sex. She felt her hips moving, responding to the tongue fucking she was getting. She was really building now, she was seeing stars from the assault the 2 cops were giving her. 

Finally, she felt it come in a wave as her body was racked by a huge orgasm. The cops were amazed and gripped her tightly as this delicate little girl shook and gyrated underneath them. The cop that was between her legs pulled back and wiped a big hand over her face as Angel crested her orgasm and began to settle down.

"mmmmm, she's a tasty little treat Thelma. Why don't you try some of that?" 

"I've got something else in mind Florence," she said as she let go of Angel's breasts.

"Unfasten her from the table and put her down on the bed," the seargent commanded as she left the cell for a moment.

The second cop did as she was told and moved Angel from the table to a small cot that was against the wall. The seargent returned with a large black dildo with 2 heads. She put Angel on her back on one end of the cot as she positioned herself at the other end. She inserted the big toy into her own pussy first and with her muscles, took a strong grip on it. The thing almost was like a real cock now as it protruded from the big dyke's hairy cunt.




Fun on South Beach Ch. 06



The second cop prodded Angel to separate her legs and then helped guide the dildo as it slid into Angel's wet pussy. Angel's head rose up as she tried to see what was fucking her. A cry of astonishment escaped her as she saw the big dildo being pushed from the dyke's pussy into her own. The second cop was holding her around her shoulders and back as Angel struggled on the big black cock. But it was no use, the thing was deep inside her and it wasn't coming out.

She tried to relax and let the thing slide in her, but it was so big that it was stretching her to her limit. 

"Come on Thelma, give her a good fucking. Look at her, she wants it bad. Give her a good one," Florence said to the seargent.

"Oh yeah, I'm gonna fuck this little slut's cunt real good," she said as she pushed the dildo in and out of Angel's overworked pussy.

Angel was crying out now as she felt the enormous thing stretch her lips as wide as they would go. It hurt, but she also felt herself building again as the dyke fucked her relentlessly. In and out the thing moved as it pushed and pulled at her insides. The second cop who was holding her still, let her lie back realizing the girl needed to stretch out. Once she did, the girl built up very rapidly. The girl's arms flew up and her hands reached out as her slim little body was racked by a huge orgasm. When the seargent heard Angel's moan of pleasure, she too began to cum. She pressed her pussy down onto Angel's as the black cock dissapeared, half in Angel's smooth pussy and half in the big cop's hairy cunt.

Angel bucked again as the deep push of the dildo made her cum again. Florence held her down on the cot as her body shook and convulsed. Angel was almost desperate now, the thing was too big she had to have it out.

"Please, please stop." she begged, " that thing is too big. I'll do whatever you want, but please take it out of me."

The seargent stopped pumping the girl and looked at the Florence.

"Whatever we want. Now that sounds like a good offer to me," she said as she pulled the dildo out of her cunt first. 

Angel was lying there and could see the thing still buried in her own aching pussy. Since the second cop was still holding her, she couldn't reach to pull it out herself. She waited and watched as the seargent took it with 2 fingers and slowly, achingly pulled it out of Angel's tortured pussy.

Angel's head fell back on the cot, finally relieved that the thing was out of her.

"Well now sweety, you said you'd do whatever we wanted. So, come and get a mouthful of this," the seargent said as she held up one enormous breast.

Angel lifted herself up and turned towards the seargent, who let herself lean back against the wall. Angel moved up between the big dyke's legs so that her slim stomach rested against the cop's hairy pussy. She could feel the stiff hair as it ground against her belly. 

The cop was holding her own enormous breasts and shoving them at Angel. 

"Go ahead slut, take your pick," she said as she pushed the nipples at Angel.

Angel brought her hands up and took a grip on each side of the woman's massive breasts. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and sucked a dark nipple into her mouth. She felt the black hairs around the nipple scrape on her tongue and it almost made her gag. Angel kept her wits though and began to suckle the big woman. 

The other cop stood back as she watched this gorgeous little girl they had picked up do the nasty with the seargent. It was a sight to see -- the slender girl laying over the top of the enormous dyke with her mouth suckling the big breasts.

Florence could see that the sarge was getting off pretty well. Her eyes were closed and she was lying back as the gorgeous model licked and sucked at her breasts. It went on for several minutes this way, until the seargent reached down and took the girl by the shoulders. She pushed the girl down, making Angel slide down the woman's body.

"Go lower, I want your mouth on my pussy," the big cop demanded.

Angel slid further down until her mouth was right in front of the woman's big pussy. Angel put one hand on each thigh as she guided her mouth to the woman's cunt. She found that the big woman was already very wet and could feel the woman's juices smear onto her face. 

Angel pushed her tongue into the woman who responded with a loud gasp. Angel knew what she was doing and she did so with gusto. It wasn't long before she had the big dyke cum once, twice, and then a third time. After the third, the big seargent either passed out or fell asleep, Angel wasn't sure which. 

She did realize all of a sudden that the other cop had been fondling her rear end. She lifted her head from between the seargents legs and looked at the other cop.

"That feels good. Your hands are very warm," Angel told her.

Angel rose up on her hands and knees. She wiped her face with part of the sheet and then let her legs separate as she posed like a cat.

"You can touch me if you want," Angel told the cop.

Florence wasted no time as she came alongside Angel's sleek body. One hand went under Angel's stomach and began to knead the girl's flesh. The other hand went to her lower back and then moved slowly over the curve of Angel's smooth ass until it reached each slender leg. Then it would go back to where it started. 

Angel stayed on all fours as she felt the woman's hands moving over her. She felt the hand on her stomach move forward until it was covering Angel's breasts. She felt the hand slowly take her breasts and massage each one. It did feel so good. 

The cop moved closer as her other hand slid between the girl's legs. Angel felt a finger as it pushed on her sex, looking for her opening. The woman's other arm had wrapped around Angel's breasts and held her firmly as the finger pushed inside her. 

Angel gasped as she felt the new penetration, but the deputies finger was smaller and far gentler than the dildo had been. The cop worked her finger slowly, making a circle and moving in and out. She felt the girls hips move as she began to ride the cop's finger. This girl is a real spitfire, the cop thought. 

She slowly continued to finger-fuck Angel and Angel was enjoying every moment. As she stood on all fours, she could feel the cop holding her firmly around her breasts and could feel the warm finger as it moved in and out of her. Responding quickly to this gentleness, Angel built up quite rapidly and she came right away. 

The deputy held her up as her body climaxed. Finally, the electricity passed from her and the deputy helped her turn around and sit down. Angel's long hair was stuck to her back, held their by her own sweat. The deputy noticed little beads of sweat on the sweet girl's chest and stomach too. She helped Angel settle back and lean against the wall.

"You sure are something little girl," the deputy said to her. "We ain't never had a girl in here like you before."

Angel almost laughed at this. Maybe it's because you've never brought anyone in here who was willing before, she thought to herself. 

Angel felt a lot of her composure coming back. She pointed to a cot in the next cell and asked the deputy if she could go over there and lie down. The deputy unlocked that cell and helped Angel over to the cot. The lovely girl stretched out as the deputy spread a blanket over her naked body. As the deputy sat next to her and stroked her face and the back of her neck, Angel went off to sleep.

The next morning, some of the folks walking near the sheriff's office were surprised to hear the roar of an engine and the squeal of tires as a big fancy car stopped in front of the door. Two men in very expensive suits jumped out and ran straight into the sheriff's office.

"Excuse me but I have a writ here that authorizes the immediate release of Miss Angel Enriquez," the older of the 2 men said loudly.

But the 2 men stopped as they looked around the room. To their amazement, the deputy and Angel were sitting at a table sharing a pot of coffee. In a nearby cell, a large woman was sprawled out on a cot, fast asleep. Was this the sheriff? A uniform was lying there. The 2 men looked at each other totally unsure of what was going on. 

The deputy put her cup of coffee down and stood up.

"Well gentlemen you can put your little writ away because we got things under control. Just had a little case of mistaken identity that's all. Ain't that right Miss Enriquez?" she said to Angel.

Angel smiled at her slyly and said, "Yep, we got that all cleared up last night when the sergeant and the deputy interrogated me."

The 2 men looked at Angel who now was in perfect shape, thanks to the shower the deputy let her take in the officer's restroom. 

"I'm free to go now right?" she said as she winked at the deputy.

"You sure are. You be a good girl now Angel, you hear?" the deputy called out as Angel walked out the door.

The 2 attorneys stood there, totally dumbfounded as to what had occurred here. Then they realized their client was free and maybe they would be paid after all. So they ran outside and helped Angel into the backseat for the ride back to Miami. 

As they drove away, Angel realized that it was Friday morning now and her darling Emi would be home and waiting for her. She sat back into the seat as she let one of her hands rest between her legs. An outstretched finger moved under her skirt so she could touch herself as she closed her eyes and thought of her darling girlfriend. 



Fun on South Beach Ch. 07



As Angel rode in the backseat of the car with the 2 hi-powered attorneys, her mind drifted to thoughts about sweet Emi. She wondered how the teenager had done out in California. She wondered if everything had gone okay. Angel knew that the people out in California, especially L.A., could be very harsh sometimes. With Emi being so young and so new, she hoped that she had done okay.

"Miss Enriquez, is there someplace that we can drop you off?" one of the attornies asked her, breaking her from her thoughts.

"Um, just take me to the Ocean's Reef please," she replied.

The 2 attornies looked at each other. Ocean's Reef, they both thought, impressive. This girl must have some clout.

The car passed quickly through the city and over the familiar bridge to South Beach. It glided down the street leading to the exclusive condo and stopped at the gate. The driver rolled down the left rear window and Angel spoke to the guard.

"Hi Earl, had a bit of a problem yesterday. I don't have my passcard with me. Can you give me a temp card please."

The guard smiled big at her, she was one of their most popular residents, even if it was only part-time.

"Sure thing Angel, hold on a second," the guard replied.

He went back into the gatehouse for a few minutes and then came back out with a temp card. He used it to open the gate and then handed it to Angel.

"You have someone waiting for you upstairs Miss Angel, a very sweet young lady I must say. Met her for the first time yesterday. Very delightful she was, yes indeed."

Angel's million dollar smile flashed at him. It made her happy that other people saw Emi as she did. She motioned with her finger to come closer. He bent over to the window as Angel stretched out the window and kissed his cheek.

"Thanks Earl, you made my day," Angel whispered to him.

The car drove on up to the front door and a doorman ran down the steps and opened the door for Angel. She got out and went up the steps as the doorman ran in front of her to open the door of the building. Angel thanked him -- she was one of the few residents who actually did say thank you to him every time -- then she went inside and headed for the elevator.

She got off at the 14th floor and walked down the short hallway to the door. Her passcard let her enter quietly and she went inside. She looked around the main room and in the kitchen but did not see Emi. She walked down the hallway towards the bedrooms. Looking in the master bedroom, she saw the jacuzzi bubbling, but the teenager wasn't there.

She continued down the hallway to her bedroom door and as she pushed it openly quietly a smile came to her face. Emi was tucked into Angel's bed, sleeping soundly. Angel stood in the doorway as she watched the darling girl sleep for a few minutes. She was happy to be home and happier still to have Emi here waiting for her.

Almost as if she felt Angel watching her, Emi's eyes fluttered and then opened. She saw Angel standing there watching her and smiled at the older girl.

"Angel, you're here. I was just dreaming about you," she said.

"Dreaming about me? You'll have to tell me what happened."

Emi folded the covers back and patted the sheet with her hand. 

"Why don't you join me and I'll show you."

Angel stepped to the side of the bed as she began to strip her clothes off. Emi rolled over and watched as the beautiful latin model removed her clothes. She felt a shot of warmth as Angel dropped her shirt on the floor. The skirt and panties followed right after and Emi took in the beauty of Angel. The two girls had only met 3 months ago, but in the last week, they had gotten so close that Emi could hardly believe it.

Angel slid into the bed next to Emi and the 2 girls quickly locked into an embrace. Angel pulled the covers back up as she felt the comfort of Emi's warm body pressed against her. In this sweet embrace, the two girls talked quietly as Angel wanted to know about Emi's job in L.A. 

Emi told Angel all about it with great excitement. The shoot was for Metropolitan Magazine and might be used on the cover. They had shot with her for 2 full days and there had been this huge crew of people, all of them there for her. The girl was so excited and Angel was happy for her. 

"Angel, I owe all this to you. It was you who plucked me off the street and got me into modeling. It has been you that has taken care of me and shown me the ropes. It was you that introduced me to Mrs. Beecham and got me the opportunity I have had this week."

Her hand went to Angel's face and stroked the lovely cheek as she continued.

"And it has been you that has shown me what it really feels like to be loved and cared about."

Angel almost was crying as she listened to Emi. She felt blessed to have Emi here with her because she felt the same way as Emi did.

The girls talked themselves out after half an hour or so and then they drifted off to sleep. Their bodies stayed pressed together as each girl slept peacefully. 

The 2 girls slept most of the day, only waking up just as the sun was going down. Angel collected 2 sodas for them out of the fridge and they sat on the balcony, watching the last of the beachgoers pack up their chairs and umbrellas to head home. Since they were so high and since each balcony had a privacy wall that separated it from the other balconies, the girls were able to sit out in just their panties. 

Emi sat down in in an upright chair next to a small table while Angel went over to a chaise lounge that was next to the railing. Her slender body stretched out as she tossed her hair to one side and got comfortable. Emi watched her in admiration, still amazed that she was here with this girl who was just so beautiful and so kind and so thoughtful.

Emi let her eyes run up Angel's body, starting at the small feet with the toenails painted in purple, up the slender and flawless calves of each leg, up the smooth, tanned thighs, past the smoothly shaven pussy and the perfectly round rear end, across the flat stomach, up and over the perfect breasts, following the curve of her neck, until she finished at Angel's face. She stared at the girl's face for a moment and thought about how Angel had a perfect name. She did indeed have the face of an angel. So round, with big expressive eyes, a slender nose, and full pink lips. It was no wonder that people took an instant liking to her, all she had to do was flash a smile at you and how could anyone not be won over by her angelic face.

Emi realized that Angel was looking back at her.

"Whatcha thinking about babygirl?" Angel asked her.

"Thinking about you," she replied as she moved over to the chaise with Angel.

Angel made room on the big chair and the two cuddled together.

"I was thinking we could go out tonight. Maybe get some dinner and then hit some clubs," Angel suggested to her.

"I'm game. Where do you want to go?"

"There's a new italian restaurant down on 7th. Let's go there and then it's only a short walk to Mangoes."

"Oooh Mangoes!" Emi said. "I've been wanting to go there since I got here and never have."

"Really? Oh Emi, you're gonna love it. I'll have to get you up on a table to dance. It's a blast"

The two girls laid on the chair for another hour or so, watching the ocean, watching the birds fly by, and occasionally letting lips touch lips and tongues caress tongues. Both girls found themselves feeling that sweet warmth, but finally Angel jumped up out of the chair.

"Come on now girl. Save that for later, we're going out tonight," she laughed as she headed in to get dressed.

Emi jumped up and ran behind her watching Angel's perfect ass the whole time.

As they went through their clothes, Angel came up with a plan for what they would wear that night. She pulled out 2 pairs of nearly identical black satin, bell-bottom pants that she laid on the bed. She called them her hippy-chick pants. Then she found 2 pairs of clear and very high platform shoes. She stopped at that point and looked at Emi.

Emi looked at her quizzically, "Good so far. What about tops?"

Angel pulled out the two gift boxes from the Beecham party and took out the matching diamond bras. She placed them above the pants on the bed.

Emi's eyes beamed at the clothes. 

"Holy christ Angel! You're gonna be turning some heads tonight!"

"Correction there babygirl.....WE are gonna be turning some heads."

Emi smiled at her. She thought Angel was so beautiful and it made her happy that Angel always treated her like she was just as beautiful. It just confirmed her feelings about Angel and her big heart.

The two girls began the ritual of getting bathed, powdered, primped, and dressed. A good 2 hours passed as the girls made themselves ready. Finally, they stood side by side at a big mirror in the corner of Angel's room. The sight was one to behold. Easily the most beautiful girl in the city, decked in ultra shiny satin pants topped off with a gorgeous diamond covered bra, her honey-blonde hair cascading down over her shoulders and framing her sweet face was standing next to an equally stunning young girl dressed identically with long dark auburn hair flowing down her back to just above the top edge of her pants. 

The bank of recessed lights above them glimmered off the diamonds and made little rainbows all over the room. The rainbows danced around as the girls made any slight movement at all.

Finally declaring themselves ready, they grabbed their small purses and headed out the door. Angel led Emi onto the elevator and they descended to the lobby of Ocean's Reef. When the door opened and they stepped out, whatever was going on in the lobby virtually came to a stop as the 2 incredible girls garnered the attention of anyone -- man or woman -- in the room. They made their way quickly to the front door and the doorman asked if they wanted a cab.

"No, not tonight," she told him. "We're gonna walk and see the sights."

The doorman chuckled a bit to himself as he thought, "Ladies, you ARE the sights tonight."

The 2 girls crossed the street and headed down South Beach to the restaurant. As they walked, various people were running up to them and trying to invite them to parties or to dinner or back to their hotels. Angel took it all in stride and politely declined it all. 

However, quite a few tourists came up to them and asked to take a picture with them. So the two girls laughed as they would pose with Sam and Gloria from Des Moines or Fred from Pittsburgh or whoever. The thought of these people going home and showing pictures of themselves with the 2 Miami beauties was a hoot.

After a 5 minute walk, the 2 girls arrived at the restuarant. Angel had called ahead and the maitre de was ready for them. He quickly showed them to an outdoor table, but one that was placed so that passersby could not approach them and interrupt their time.

"Angel, this place is fantastic," she said as she looked down at the imported china place setting and the real silver utensils. "And expensive too."

Just then the manager came up to them. 

"Miss Enriquez, it is so good of you to join us at Flavio's this evening. We are always grateful when a celebrity comes in for dinner. And I see you have brought a very lovely friend with you. I must say that your outfits are truly stunning. I do hope that the male guests will be able to finish their dinners"

The girls laughed at his little joke as Angel thanked him for his welcome.

"By the way ladies, I am instructed by the owner that anything you order this evening is to be on the house. The owner wishes you to be friends of the restaurant and for you to join us often."

Emi looked at Angel in amazement, still learning about the good fortune that seems to follow Angel.

The girls ordered a variety of stuff from the menu, taking advantage of the restaurant's policy of serving large or small portions. The manager sent them a bottle of wine and soon, their table was filled with an italian feast. The girls didn't notice, but a small crowd had formed as people noticed the 2 spectacular girls and the feast they had spread before them

After they each sampled a little of everything they ordered, they both settled back and sipped at their wine as they watched the people go past. Angel was always fascinated by the people and she tried to guess where they were from. 

As she sat there, she felt Emi scoot her chair up close. The teenager took advantage of the oversized tablecloth and put her hand underneath it and on Angel's lap. She quickly began to massage Angel's bare belly and even made an attempt to open the front of her satin pants.

"Emi, for god's sake girl, do you want to get us arrested?" Angel whispered to her.

"Arrested.....hmmmm....I hear that's not such a bad thing these days," she replied in a straight voice.

Angel realized Emi was making a joke about Angel's recent run-in with the law and she tried to swat the teenager with her napkin. Emi dodged it and laughed. 

They finally finished their meals and called the manager over to the table to thank him. They left a generous tip on the table for the good service, then the girls stood and headed out. The restaurant came to a standstill as the 2 girls became visible to all the customers. The men were all looking at the girls with lust, while the women mostly looked on with envy but there were a few lustful looks too. 

Emi was surprised to feel a couple hands on her legs and rear as they worked their way through the crowded restaurant. The girls made it to the entrance and back out on to the sidewalk. Angel led the way towards Mangoes, which wasn't to far away. In fact, in just a few minutes, Emi could see a large crowd on the sidewalk not to far in front of them.

The girls came up to the crowd and Angel realized it was just people hanging out in front trying to get a look inside. They looked for a way to squeeze through to the door, but it was too crowded. Angel drifted off to the side of the crowd as she fished her cell phone out of her purse. She dialed a number and waited as it rang.

"Hey. It's Angel. I'm outside with a friend. Can you come and get us?"

She hung up the phone and put it away.

"Hold on a sec, I called in the cavalry," she said to Emi.

Less than 30 seconds later, the crowd started to part and 4 huge bouncers appeared followed by a short and very expensively dressed man. Angel waved at him as she and Emi walked over.

"Hi Angel, it's simply delightful to see you as always," he said as he kissed her on each cheek. "And who is your exquisite little friend?" 

"Eduardo, this is my very close friend Emi. And Emi, this is Eduardo, the manager of Mangoes. He'll be one of the few guys who will not hit on you tonight."

He saw Emi looking at Angel, not quite understanding Angel's comment.

"Dear Emi, Angel is once again showing her disappointment that I never fell in love with her. I've known her since we both were 8 years old and she has been trying to seduce me for 14 years."

Emi still wasn't quite following.

"I'm gay," he finally said.

Emi laughed and said, "oh."

"Well come on, the boys can't keep the commoners at bay forever," he said as he led them back through the path that the bouncers had made through the crowd.

Angel and Emi scurried behind him as they ran for the door. Emi was slightly surprised when a stray hand came out of the crowd and grabbed one of her breasts. But whoever it was suffered the consequence as one of the mountain-sized bouncers shot a hard fist back towards the owner of the hand. The hand quickly let go and Emi ran the rest of the way into the club.

As they passed through the door, Emi was instantly dazzled. The club was decorated like a Cuban nightclub of the 50's. The room itself was in 3 different levels, each level about 5 feet higher than the one below it. These little terraces were u-shaped and wrapped around a dance floor in the center. Large slow-moving fans were scattered across the high ceiling. Latin music was blasting at incredible volume and people were up and dancing and moving to the beat.

There was a pause in the music for a second and Emi saw 3 men dressed in island garb line up on the highest terrace and blew through conch shell horns. 

"Mira," Angel shouted to her, "Watch this."

The music started again as about 20 scantily clad waitresses came pouring out of a doorway at the far end and out onto the dance floor. All were in island garb similar to the horn blowers. As the music played, the girls began a dance routine that was enticing to say the least. Around the room, the customers were whistling, cheering, and pounding on the tables as they tried to get the attention of the dancers.

The dancers began to spread around the room and going to individual tables. They each picked out a table and would yank some guy out of his chair and use it to get up on the table. Once all the girls were on a table, new music started and they launched into this wild gyrating routine. Arms and legs and hair were flying everywhere as the dancers somehow managed to dance on top of the tiny tables.

Emi was looking around at each girl and realized that every one of them was very, very pretty. Angel was watching her and slid up to her, wrapping her arms around the teenager from behind. 

"Don't get any ideas babygirl," she said jokingly. "You're already taken."

Emi laughed and spun her head to kiss Angel on the cheek and they both laughed. 

"However, it is kind of fun to play a bit when the opportunity arises. Take a look over there," Angel told her as she pointed to a table on the next terrace higher than theirs.

Emi looked over and saw a very pretty woman of about 40 years old. She was very nicely dressed and seemed to be alone. She was trying to be discreet, but Emi could tell that she was watching the 2 girls. 

"Go over and talk to her Em, see what her deal is."

Emi sneaked another look and sure enough, the woman was looking at them again. Angel gave Emi a prod with her finger that got her up. 

"Okay, okay, I'm going."

Emi walked the short distance over to the woman and stopped in front of her.

"I couldn't help but notice that you were watching my friend and I. Do we know you perhaps? Or is it that you would like to get to know us?"

The woman looked at her up and down, letting her eyes travel over the beautiful teenager's body. She especially took a good look at the girl's breasts that were so beautifully covered by the diamond bra. 

"No, I don't know who you are miss. But yes, I would like to get to know you. Would you care to join me?" 

The woman held her hand out at the chair next to her. Emi stepped around the small table and sat down in the chair. The tables were so small and the club so crowded, she found herself rubbing shoulders with the woman. The woman spun in her chair to face Emi and as she did, her legs brushed Emi's under the table. Emi's hands were on top of the table and the woman took one and held it, gently squeezing as she did.

"You are a very beautiful girl. What is your name? Obviously you are not American. Where are you from?"

"Emi, and I'm from Rio de Janeiro. Brazil."

"Mmmmm, yes. I see it now. The girls from Brazil are very pretty."

She looked past Emi for a second and pointed at Angel.

"Your friend, she is also quite beautiful. I assume the 2 of you are working this evening?"

Emi didn't understand at first, but then it came to her. The woman was thinking that Emi and Angel were prostitutes! Emi had to supress a laugh, but then, considering what she and Angel were wearing, she could see where the woman came up with that. 

"Well maybe we are, you never can tell." Emi told her vaguely, trying to see where the conversation might lead.

"Well, I am looking for company this evening. I am here on business and came here from my hotel. If you are interested, perhaps you and your friend would like to join me."




Fun on South Beach Ch. 07



"Let me speak to my friend a moment," Emi said as she headed back to Angel.

Angel watched as the girl came back to her and could tell she was about to burst at the seams.

"Angel! She thinks we're hookers! She's trying to proposition me...us....whatever! She wants to take us back to her hotel."

Angel took a peek at the woman who was watching them as they spoke.

"Hmm, that sounds interesting. She's pretty nice looking. Do you want to go with her?" 

"Let's do it. I've always wanted to be a hooker for a night."

Angel got up and the 2 girls walked back over to the woman. Emi introduced Angel and they sat down. The woman repeated her story about being here on business and invited them again to her hotel. It was obvious as they were talking to her that she was lusting after the 2 girls. As she spoke, she would reach over to pat Angel's thigh or stroke Emi's shoulder.

They all finished their drinks and then headed for the door. The hotel was only 2 blocks away and they walked there easily. The woman led them to the elevator and to a room on the top floor. Angel knew that the top floor of this hotel was reserved for very high powered guests and was very private. 

The woman showed the girls in and then fixed drinks for them all.

"I'm so glad that you have joined me," she said as she walked over with the drinks.

She passed a drink to Angel, then brought the second to Emi. She held it out in such a way that Emi had to make eye contact with her. 

"You are a most exquisite child. May I ask how old you are?"

"I'm 19."

"Mmmmmm, yes, a very wonderful age," the woman said, obviously zeroing in on the teenager.

She circled around behind Emi, placing her hands on the girl's bare waist. She let her hands move around to the front of the girl's smooth belly. Her fingers spread out over the skin, pressing and kneading the sweet flesh. Still standing right behind her, she pulled the girl up against her so that she pressed against Emi's back. A hand traveled up and passed over the girls diamond covered breasts. Emi wriggled in the woman's grasp as she felt the touch on her breasts. The woman then moved both hands up and took the girl's breasts in her grasp. She pulled the girl hard against her as she took a good feel of the girl. A small moan escaped the girl's lips.

"Yes, you like that don't you," the woman said as she released the top from the front. She opened it allowing Emi's breasts to spill out. Her hands quickly covered the bare flesh as her fingers pinched the girl's nipples.

"Mmmmmmm," Emi moaned again, louder now.

Angel decided it was time to jump in. She stepped up and was facing both of them. Her hand reached up to stroke Emi's cheek as she spoke to the woman.

"She is a lovely girl isn't she? She's my girlfriend you know," Angel said to the woman in a soft alluring voice.

"She's your girlfriend?" the woman replied, still working her hands over Emi's breasts.

"Yes, she is. But I like to watch her with other women. Do you want her? Do you want to strip her and have her body?" Angel said, her voice having a hypnotic effect on the woman, who was becoming more aroused by the second.

"I do want her. Please let me have this girl."

"Yes, you can have her. In fact, I will help you strip her."

Angel reached down to the front of Emi's pants and began to unbuckle Emi's belt and then unbutton the pants. She reached up and took one of the woman's hands, bringing it down and to the top edge of Emi's silky panties. The woman felt the waistband and quickly slid her hand underneath, moving towards the girl's pussy. Emi's back arched involuntarily as the fingers slid over her moist sex.

"Omigod, Angel, I'm your girlfriend. Why are you giving me to this woman?"

"Emi, I've been wanting to watch your sweet little body be taken for a long time. I've wanted to sit back as another woman enjoys your body as I do."

Angel winked at her her unbeknownst to the woman who was enraptured with the girl's firm breasts. She continued to remove Emi's pants, pulling them down the slim legs until she finally took them off over the girl's shoes. The sweet girl was now in just her panties but the woman was pushing those down now too. Angel helped by pulling them down and off. 

Angel began talking to the woman again.

"I can tell you what she likes. I can tell you what to do to her. Do you want me to?" she said softly to the woman.

"Yes, yes, tell me."

Angel let one hand brush over Emi's breasts, causing the girl to gasp.

"You see, she likes her breasts to be caressed, very softly, like the brush of a feather. Turn her towards that mirror so she can watch you."

The woman turned her in front of a big floor to ceiling mirror and now could see herself with her arms around this young naked girl. She felt a rush of adrenaline as she realized that this girl was about to be hers. Following Angel's prompt, she brought one hand softly over Emi's breasts. The teenager squirmed as the woman's touch excited her.

"You see, she can hardly stand it. It makes her pussy wet when she is touched that way," Angel whispered to the woman. "Touch her. See if she is wet."

The woman watched in the mirror as her fingers slid over Emi's smooth belly. Her fingertips lightly danced over the girl's small dark patch of hair and then lightly pressed on the tender lips.

"Oh yes, she is wet. I can't stand it. I must have her."

Angel could tell that Emi was very aroused now. The way she wriggled in the woman's grasp and the little moans that she made were a dead give-away. In fact, the sight of all this was making Angel pretty hot too. She looked around the hotel room quickly and figured out where the bedroom was. She guided the two towards it, the woman still keeping the girl in her grasp.

Angel went inside first and yanked the quilt off the bed.

"Get her on the bed. Make her get on her hands and knees," she commanded.

The woman pushed Emi to the bed and the teenager crawled to the center. Angel stared at the delicious site of her. The tanned and dark-haired teenager, totally naked, on her hands and knees. The girl's smooth round ass totally exposed and vulnerable to the woman. The tender lips of the girl's sex barely visible between her legs. Angel could see goose-bumps on the skin of the girl's long smooth back as her body responded to the woman's touch.

"She's your's now. Take her, take her," Angel told the woman.

The woman was on Emi like a jungle cat. She kept Emi on her hands and knees as she began to take the girl in earnest. Angel watched as one of the woman's hand slid down between Emi's ass cheeks, the fingertips teasing the girl's dark bud. The hand went further still and Angel could see a finger sliding over the girl's moist pussy. 

Angel heard Emi cry out softly and realized the woman had taken one of Emi's dark nipples betweeh her fingers and was pinching and twisting it roughly.

"Yes, that's it. She likes it rough. Make her beg for it," Angel whispered to the woman.

The woman pinched her hard again and Emi cried out as the delicious sensation went all the way to her pussy. Her hips were nearly bucking as the woman's finger played at her slit. The teasing had made the girl so wet that Angel could see a little beads glistening in the dim light. 

"Please, please, stop teasing me. Take me. You have to take me," Emi begged.

The woman was about to do as the girl asked, but Angel stopped her. She whispered something to the woman who nodded quickly. She disappeared for a moment into a dark closet. When she reappeared, she was wrapping a large strap-on around her hips. Emi, facing the other way, could not see what was in the works for her. 

The woman went over to the unsuspecting girl and ran her hands over the girl's golden rear end as Angel knelt in front of her. 

"Are you ready Emi? Do you want to be taken now?" Angel asked her.

"Yes. Please do it, do it now!" she breathed.

Angel nodded at the woman who grabbed the girl and rolled her on her back. She pushed Emi's legs apart and guided the tip of the strap-on to the girl's pussy. Angel was laying right alongside the girl and reached out to hold her face.

"Relax babygirl, let it inside you," Angel whispered to her.

The woman slowly began to penetrate the girl and Emi's back arched in response. 

"Oooooohhhhhhhhhh," she moaned as the dildo shoved it's way into her young pussy. 

"Relax baby, don't tense up," Angel told her.

"Oh yes, I have you now. My cock is inside you and I'm going to fuck you good," the woman growled as she began to pump the dildo in and out of the teenager. 

Emi was overwhelmed with sensation now. The woman would push the dildo deep into her and then pause for a second as she moved it from side to side. Then she would pull it almost all the way out, so far that the tip would just brush the girl's lips. Then it would shove back in causing a low moan each time.

Emi was rapidly building now. She reached out to the woman's shoulders and pulled her down on top of her. Their two bodies came together with the woman continuing to pound the girl. Emi was holding on for dear life as the cock fucked her relentlessly. Finally Emi made a low sound and rapidly increased in volume until she was screaming. Her fingernails dug into the woman's back as Emi rode out a very intense orgasm. It took nearly a minute before the girl became quiet again. 

The woman slowly pulled the dildo out of Emi's steaming pussy and stood up to look at the passed out girl. Angel also rose up off the bed and was starting to go into the bathroom to get a cool washcloth for her friend. The woman reached out and grabbed her by the elbow.

"Where are you going?" she demanded.

Angel spun around towards the woman, her golden hair falling around her shoulders.

"Uh, I was going to get her a cloth to cool down with," Angel replied.

"She'll cool off on her own. It's your turn now," she said as she pulled Angel to her.

Angel let herself be pushed up to the wall as the woman's hand yanked at the clasp of her bra. It opened quickly and Angel's perfect breasts burst free. The woman waisted no time taking them into her hands, pinching and squeezing as she had done with Emi. Angel wriggled against the wall as she endured the woman's attack. 

The woman kept her pinned against the wall with one hand as the other attacked her belt and pants. The woman was skillful as she removed both very quickly, leaving Angel's naked body exposed to the woman. 

She pulled Angel in front of another mirror and wrapped her arms around her as she began to fondle the squirming model. 

"Oh yes, you're even better than the child. I'm going to take you now and fuck you."

Angel whimpered as she felt her nipples pinched and twisted by one hand. The woman's other hand had descended to stroke her smoothly shaven pussy. She could see in the mirror that the woman was going to dominate her just as she had done to Emi. She saw in the reflection that Emi was still passed out, lying with her arms and legs a jumble on one side of the bed.

The woman's fingers were pressing on Angel's pussy, teasing her and getting her ready for the dildo. Angel squirmed in the woman's grasp, knowing that the thing that fucked Emi into unconsciousness would soon be fucking her too. 

Angel cried out sharply as two fingers shoved into her pussy. 

"You're very wet Angel. You must want it real bad."

Angel didn't reply, she didn't have to. Her body was doing all the talking by the way she moved and shook in response to the woman's groping. The woman steered her to a dresser and made her put her hands down on the flat top. The woman slid in behind her and with no warning, entered the excited girl from behind. 

Angel arched her back up and one hand came off the dresser as it tried to grab between her legs. The woman shoved the hand back down and continued to push the cock into the girl. Angel's perfect round ass moved in circles as she tried to take it's length. The woman watched as the thing disappeared into Angel's golden rear end. She pushed it as far as it could go and then leaned over, letting her upper body press on Angel's back. 

Angel could hardly stand as she felt the woman's weight on her back while the big dildo moved slightly in her ass. The woman's arms wrapped around her breasts and held her tightly as the cock began to move in and out, fucking her ass slowly.

"I'm fucking you Angel. Do you feel my big cock in your ass? Do you feel it fucking you?"

Angel didn't say anything. She couldn't say anything. The big cock moving in and out of her ass had all her attention. The woman had total control of her body and held her in an iron grip as she shoved the cock in and out of her. Angel squirmed as she could feel it almost all the way out, but then shove back in just at the last second. She felt herself building in a way she had never done before and the woman sensed it to.

She pulled the girl's body upward still keeping her arms around the girl's incredible breasts. In doing so, Angel was pushed that much harder onto the dildo. In fact, she was almost on her tiptoes as if she were dangling on the cock.

The new pressure shoved her over the edge and Angel felt herself bucking as the orgasm slammed her. The woman clutched her tight as she kept the cock deep in the girl's ass. The ride lasted more than a minute before the woman sensed the girl was coming back down. 

She pulled the cock out of Angel's ass and guided the girl to the bed to let her lie down. The woman took a seat in a nearby chair to rest. It didn't take long before Emi began to rouse herself. As she did, she was surprised to find Angel passed out next to her. She was even more surprised to find the woman coming over her again, the cock finding it's way back into her still wet pussy. 

Her own carnal desires overwhelmed her as she let the woman fuck her again and again. In fact, both girls were at the mercy of the woman. With her cock that never got soft, she fucked both girls all night long, finally stopping when she saw the sun peeking in through a curtain. 

Since the woman was checking out of the hotel that morning, she had packed most of her things the day before. It took her but a few moments to dress and throw the rest of her things in her last bag. Still thinking that Angel and Emi were hookers, she left $1000 in cash lying on the bed between the 2 spent girls.

It was 4 hours later when the maid entered the room to clean. The startled cry she made brought maids running up the hall to investigate. A small crowd formed as they looked at the 2 still unconcious beauties sprawled across the bed. 

End of Part Seven.



Fun on South Beach Ch. 08



The discovery of the 2 girls totally unconscious on the bed set off a flurry of activity at the hotel. All the maids that ran into the room at first thought the 2 girls had been the victims of foul play. One of them finally noticed that each girl was breathing as another maid called for the manager. 

The manager burst into the room a few minutes later and took in the sight. Two amazingly beautiful girls, both nude, were passed out on the bed. A large wad of money had been tossed between them, some of which was stuck on each girl's sweaty body. He put his hand on the neck of each girl and did feel a pulse. He wasn't sure what to think, but being in Miami his gut feeling was that the girls were on drugs. He had the front desk call 911 to send an ambulance.

Within minutes, an emergency crew arrived and began to check over the girls. The senior crewman noted the amount of sweat on the bed around each girl and ordered IV's to be started to avoid dehydration. The hotel staff assisted the EMS crew to load each naked girl onto a gurney. The IV's were started and they began to roll the gurneys down the hall to the waiting ambulance. 

The senior crewman, a veteran of 10 years, climbed into the back and fastened the doors shut. She put her headset on and told her younger partner to head to Miami Mercy, the nearest hospital. She had placed herself on a bench against the front wall of the ambulance, a seat that prevented her partner from seeing around her and into the cabin where the girls were laying on the gurneys.

She looked at the 2 young beauties lying before her, both nude except for the thin sheets that covered them. She checked the IV's and the lines to each girl's arm. Lifting the sheets, she was amazed by the perfect body of each girl. The one girl, with the thick honey blonde hair was especially beautiful. She pushed the sheet totally back so that she could see Angel's entire upper body.

The EMS veteran had seen many people over the course of her career, but never anyone like this girl. Her hand held Angel's arm gently as she checked the IV needle. As she worked, the back of her hand brushed against the side of the girl's ribs. The woman rolled her hand over and let it lie on the flawless skin of the girl's smooth belly. She paused for a second before she let her hand move upwards until it passed over one and then the other of Angel's breasts. 

The girl moaned a little as her breasts were touched, but her eyes stayed closed. The woman made sure her driver was not looking as she continued fondling the girl. 

"So what were you 2 lovelies doing in that hotel room tonight?" she thought to herself. "Maybe a little to much sex, drugs, and rock and roll?"

"Well, I don't know about the rock and roll and the doctors will have to check you out for drugs, but as for the sex, I think I can figure that one out."

Her hand moved down from Angel's swollen breasts to toss the lower part of the sheet away from the girl's hips. She was taken aback momentarily at the site of the shaven pussy before her. She wondered to herself how she hadn't noticed that before and wrote it off to her being a trained professional who was concentrating on her work. 

She let a finger brush over the smooth skin until it came to rest on the girl's slit. 

"Hmmm," she thought, "sweet thing's pussy seems a little raw. Must have had an interesting night."

She made sure Angel was still unconscious and then let her finger penetrate the girl. She guided her finger into the girl very, very slowly. Angel moaned softly again and her hips moved as the finger worked its way into her wet pussy. The woman smiled to herself as she enjoyed this "perk" of her job. She knew that sooner or later, she would get caught feeling up the young girls that they occasionally transported. But when there was a girl like this blonde lying naked on the gurney, she knew that no one in the service could pass up taking a feel of her.

Angel moaned again, a little louder this time.

"Everything okay back there?" the driver called out.

"Uh...just fine, just fine. Nothing for you to be concerned about. Just get to the hospital okay?" the woman stammered.

"Yeah, yeah. Keep your shirt on," the driver replied, trying to think how he could get re-assigned to a different partner.

"The dyke is probably feeling up the patients again. Jesus, she is so freaking obvious!" he thought.

Looking out the side window, the woman realized the ambulance was just a couple blocks from the ER. She slowly removed her finger from Angel's swollen pussy and brought it to her lips. She took several small licks of Angel's juices and then sucked her finger into her mouth, savoring Angel's salty taste.

"Too bad the ride was so short," she thought.

She quickly spread the sheet back over Angel's body after taking a last long look. She tucked it in securely, making sure that no one could get the idea that anything had been going on. 

The ambulance rolled into the ER driveway and was met by several nurses and a doctor. After Angel and Emi were unloaded, the doctor took a quick look, gave some directions to the nurses, and the girls were rolled inside. The woman from EMS followed them inside, bringing in the bag of personal effects collected at the hotel. She tossed it to one of the nurses, a good looking red-head who was the head nurse. Her name was Terry.

"Check that out," she said to Terry. "If those aren't the clothes of the highest paid hookers in town, then I must be the Queen of England."

"By the way, take a look at the pussy on the blonde," she added.

Terry looked inside of the bag and got an eyeful of the diamond crusted bra's the girls had worn. Her look of astonishment was all it took to make the EMS woman laugh out loud. Terry took the bag and headed down the hall to see about the two new patients, her curiosity now quite piqued.

The two girls had been rolled into one large exam room that was set to one side of the ER. Because of several prior refurbishment projects the ER had undergone, there was a wall that did a good job of separating this room from the rest of the department. There was only one door in or out and no windows.

Terry walked in and quickly took charge of the several younger nurses already working. She walked to the end of the gurney where Emi was laying and looked at the girl. 

"My, my, this is a sweet dear child. Just look at the flawless skin." she thought.

One of the other nurses had rolled back the sheet and Emi's pert breasts responded to the cool air blowing down from the air conditioner. Her dark nipples hardened and rose as small goose bumps dotted her chest. Terry put her stethoscope on and moved to the girl's side. She placed the end on the girl's chest, directly between her breasts, and began to listen.

Her eyes darted quickly around the room, trying to tell if the other nurses were paying much attention to what she was doing. Seeing none, she guided the stethoscope to the tender flesh of Emi's breasts. She let her fingers spread out as she held the sounder so that she could feel the girl's skin. She went around the top of each breast and then underneath, gently cupping each breast and holding them.

Terry felt a deep spark of lust as she finally stepped away from the auburn-haired teenager. 

"Let's see about this one now," she said.

As she moved to Angel's gurney, she realized that the other nurses had removed the sheet to reveal the most beautiful girl she had ever seen. Her eyes traveled up and down the girl's body, from her sweet round face, past her beautiful full breasts and slim waist, to her smooth tanned legs. 

Remembering what the woman from EMS had said, her eyes darted back to the girl's crotch. If anyone had been paying attention, they would have seen her mouth drop open as she took in the sight of the girl's smooth, pink pussy. Looking closer, she thought she could even see a few droplets of the girl's juice glistening on her lips.

She approached Angel with her stethoscope and began to check her over as she had done Emi. Her hand settled on Angel's gorgeous chest, repeating the "examination" she had given to Emi. 

"My god," she thought, "this one is even more beautiful than the other. In my 16 years of nursing, I have never seen anyone like this girl."

Satisfied that Emi and Angel seemed to be in good shape, she sent the other nurses out to handle other patients.

"I'll stay here and keep an eye on these two. You all go see what other patients have come in."

She watched as they all left the room and then went to the door to look up and down the hall. She came back in and shut the doors behind her. She also pulled a curtain across the doorway to keep anyone walking down the hall from taking a peek in through the windows of the doors. Then, she walked back and stood between her two patients.

"Well now, I wonder what the story on you two lovely ladies is?" she said to herself.

With the gurneys set so close together, she was able to stand between the two girls. She put a hand on each girl's bare stomach and gently massaged. She felt a chill go up her back as she realized what the sight of these 2 incredible girls was doing to her. She had had two previous lesbian experiences before, but those were both one time things and never at work. 

Her hands made small circles on each bare stomach. Gliding in circles, she would occasionaly pause to knead the soft skin, gently squeezing it between her fingers. As she did, she realized that the dark haired girl seemed to be waking up. She moved up to the end of the gurney and spoke to the girl.

"Hello. You're in the hospital. You're okay. You and your friend have been out for quite awhile," she whispered to Emi.

"Angel is here too?" Emi said.

"Is this Angel over here?" Terry asked as she moved to let Emi see Angel.

"Yes, that's her. How did we get here?" 

"From what I understand, the maid at a hotel found you and apparently thought you were dead. The manager of the hotel called 911 and you were brought here," Terry told her.

"Lie still now and let me finish checking you over," she continued.

She moved back to the middle of the gurney and put her hands on Emi's slim waist. Working slowly, she moved her hands over the girls midsection as if she was checking her for injury. An experienced medical professional would see otherwise. Terry was feeling the girl up, nothing more.

Her hands moved higher, up under the girl's arms, where she gently lifted to bring Emi to a sitting position. Her hands, moved around to the girl's back, gently roaming over the tanned skin. As her hands worked, she would let them duck under the girl's arms, letting them wrap around the girl's sides to stroke the sides of the girls' breasts.

She moved to stand alongside the girl, letting one arm support the girl around her shoulders while her other hand went back to the girl's bare stomach. It gently pushed and prodded in several spots. 

"Do you feel any pain at all?" she asked.

Emi shook her head no as she watched the woman's hand move up her stomach. It stroked at the top of her stomach from side to side, gently pushing against the bottom of each breast. Then, very slowly, the hand turned upwards and cupped one of her breasts, holding it very gently. There was a slight pause and then the nurse gently began to fondle the girl, moving from one breast to the other.

Emi looked up at the nurse.

"What are you doing to me?" Emi whispered.

"Shhh, I have to make sure you are okay," she replied. "Do you like it? Are you watching as I touch you? It feels good doesn't it?" 

Emi nodded as she watched the woman's hand move over each breast. The woman could feel Emi's skin tighten, a sign that the girl was becoming aroused. She pinched the girl's nipples just to help things along. Emi's head dropped back a bit as she felt the little sting from each dark bud. 

Emi rolled her head towards the nurse and was about to speak, but the nurse covered Emi's mouth with her own before she got out a word. Another pinch of a tender nipple caused Emi to moan softly right into the nurse's mouth. 

Terry was ravenous for the girl. She plunged her tongue into the girl's mouth quickly. Emi arched her herself backward as she started to become overwhelmed. The fondling of her breasts and the aggressive kissing were building her up quickly.

Emi put her hands behind her to grab each side of the gurney. This let the woman lower the arm around Emi's back and take her around her slim waist. She held the girl firmly, slightly twisting the girl towards her. 

Emi felt the hand on her breasts move downward back across her stomach. Slowly it went downwards, massaging the girl's flushed skin as it went. Emi's hips wriggled from side to side as she got ready for what was coming. The fingers brushed through the girl's small patch of hair until they found the girl's swollen lips. Her hand froze in place as just the fingers moved, gently stroking the tender flesh. 

Emi could feel the gentle caresses and tried to push up to press harder against the nurse's fingers. 

"My finger's are stroking your pussy. You can see can't you? You like it don't you?" 

Emi nodded.

"Do you want me to take you? Do you want my fingers inside you?"

Again Emi nodded.

The nurse smiled at her as she turned her face to Emi's flushed chest. She lowered her mouth to a hard nipple, suckling it into her mouth just as she pushed two fingers into the girl's pussy. Emi reared back in response.

The nurse held the girl tightly as she tried to take as much of the girl's breast into her mouth as she could. With her mouth open as wide as she could get, she pulled and sucked, driving Emi wild with the sensation. Emi was having difficulty holding herself up on the gurney as the nurse devoured her.

"Omigod, omigod," Emi breathed, rapidly being overwhelmed by this latest sexual encounter. 

She was looking down and watching as the nurse's mouth jumped from one breast to the other, suckling her and biting at her nipples. She could feel saliva running down her flat stomach as it dripped from her swollen breasts. The nurse must have noticed it to as she moved her hand up from Emi's pussy to massage the saliva over the girl's stomach.

Emi's incredible body was almost bouncing on the table as she responded to the sucking of her breasts and the fingers in her pussy. It was good that they were in this closed off back room because if someone had entered, they would have seen the nurse totally in control of a young girl being sexually taken.

Emi finally could not hold herself anymore and fell back onto the gurney. The nurse adjusted herself so that she was almost laying over the girl's tanned body. Her assault on Emi's pert breasts and her tender pussy became more urgent. Emi writhed under the weight of the woman on top of her as her body began to stiffen.

"AAAHHHHHHHHHH," she screamed as a huge orgasm slammed her. 

Her hands shot up to the sides of her head as the orgasm went on and on. The nurse kept a tight hold on the girl as she eased off on the girl's breasts. Her fingers slid slowly out of the girl's wet pussy and she brought them to her mouth so that Emi could watch as she licked them clean.

"Mmmmmm, you're a sweet little thing," the nurse whispered to her.

Emi didn't say a word. Her poor body was so spent after being fucked all night in the hotel and now being pleasured again by this nurse. It was hard for her to even keep her eyes open as she watched the nurse. 

Terry moved around the girl and wiped her off with a fresh towel. She moved it slowly and let the slightly rough texture tease over the girl's nipples, making her breath jump for a second. She leaned down to Emi and kissed her cheek.

"Maybe I should examine your friend now," she whispered.

She turned to Angel, who was beginning to wake up. She reached into a cabinet and took out a big bottle of lotion. Moving down alongside the honey blonde beauty, she squeezed some of it into her palm and rubbed it betwen her hands. Then she began to massage it over Angel's gorgeous thighs. Angel's eyes fluttered open as she felt the warm hands on her legs.

"That feels good. I feel like I ran a marathon last night," she said.

"You might have been in a marathon last night, but it had nothing to do with running," the nurse replied.

Angel let her legs spread slightly as she allowed the nurse to move her hands wherever she wanted. It wasn't long before the warm hands moved up to the top of her legs and began work the crease at the top of each. The lotion covered fingers massaged across from Angel's hips to the inside of each thigh, barely an inch from her shaven pussy. 

"You look pretty tender down there. This lotion will help. Is it okay if I touch you?" the nurse asked her.

Angel nodded at her. The nurse wasted no time and lifted Angel's legs up so that her knees were bent. Then she pushed them wide apart as she pulled the girl down the gurney to the end. She squeezed a large dollop of the lotion on Angel's stomach, less than an inch above her pink lips. Her fingers dabbed into it and started to spread it in lazy circles. The circles grew larger and larger until the nurse's fingers brushed over Angel's very tender sex. She jumped slightly as she felt the warm touch.

"Mmmmm, you're very sensitive. I'm going to have to be extra careful," Terry whispered.

Angel closed her eyes as she felt the fingers gently massage the lotion into her swollen, tender pussy. The warmth of the woman's hands and the cooling effect of the lotion seemed to make her extra sensitive. Without even thinking, her hips began to grind slightly in time with the massage. The nurse smiled to herself as she noticed Angel's response.

"This beautiful thing has been fucking all night long, but she still has enough left to respond when I touch her. Guess I'll have to take advantage of that," the nurse thought to herself.

She moved alongside Angel as she moved one hand up the girl's slender body, causing Angel to wiggle under her touch. Her hand slid over the girl's tanned skin until it came to rest between her breasts. Then, it began to move in figure eights, circling one breast and then the other. The nurse smiled as she saw Angel flush and take a deep breath. She let her hand start to cross over each breast, stopping to gather each one as she did. 

"Oohhh," Angel moaned softly, the soft caressing of her pussy and the rough squeezing of her breasts now pushing her up.

"Yes, thats it my sweet. Let yourself go. My hands are all over you, taking you. I know you want it," she whispered into Angel's ear.

She watched as Angel's breathing became more rapid and short. The blonde model's back arched up and she twisted to one side as she felt it coming. The nurse planted her mouth over the girl's just as she began to cry out, silencing her by shoving her own tongue into Angel's mouth. Angel twisted and struggled in a vain attempt to scream, but the nurse was too strong and held her down. 

Finally, after a half a minute or so, Angel began to relax as she came down from her orgasm. The nurse pulled her hand up from Angel's pussy and let her fingers lightly stroke the girl's bare belly as she watched the girl catch her breath.

"You're incredible," the nurse told her. "But, someone is going to come in here sooner or later. Let's get you both cleaned up."

She guided the 2 girls into a shower area and they quickly cleaned up. Since the girls had no other clothes to put on besides their diamond top outfits, she found them some surgical scrubs. Once they looked presentable again, she unlocked the door to the room and peeked outside.

"Coast is clear. The out door is down there to the right."

"What if someone asks where we went?" Emi asked her.

"No prob. I'll just say that I left the room for a minute and when I came back, you were gone. Happens all the time down here in the ER."




Fun on South Beach Ch. 08



Angel and Emi looked at her and shrugged a bit. They stepped up to the door, looked out, and then left. The nurse watched as the 2 Latin beauties headed down the hall.

"I sure hope that I see the two of you again someday," she said to herself as she turned to clean up the room. 



Fun on South Beach Ch. 09



It was the middle of another week and Angel found herself alone. Emi had been hired to shoot for a calendar and she had flown off to Aruba two days earlier. She contented herself by hanging out at the Ocean's Reef condo and hitting the clubs at night. Though she was staying busy, she was on the verge of getting a little bored. 

She had just gotten out of bed and was pouring herself a tall OJ when the phone rang. To her delight, it was John, the owner of the condo.

"Hi Johnny, you've been away for too long. I never see you anymore," she said.

"I know baby, I miss you too. But listen, I gotta surprise for you. I scored some tickets from a new client for the biggest concert of the year. It's this weekend down in Puerto Rico. Are you interested? I'm going to fly into Miami on Friday and I'll pick you up," he told her.

"Are you kidding? I'd love to go. When will you be here?" 

"My flight is in at noon. Tell you what, I'll send a car for you on Friday morning and we can meet at the airport."

"Fantastic!" Angel exclaimed.

"Oh, and Angel, we're going to be doing the whole backstage and after-party thing so be ready to rub elbows with some VIP's," he told her.

"Ooohhhh, VIP's. I'll bring my tiniest panties," she laughed.

They continued talking for a few more minutes and then said goodbye. Angel was lifted from her small case of boredom and went into her bedroom to pick out some outfits to bring along. She decided to give the diamond outfit a break in favor of several outfits that covered her more, but were exquisitely tight on her incredible body. 

Friday came soon enough and as John had promised, a driver showed up to collect her for the ride to the airport. As usual, John had spared no expense and had sent a Rolls Royce limo for her complete with a stuffy British driver. 

The limo ride took less than 30 minutes and it dropped her off in a special area that was usually used for visiting dignitaries from other countries to keep them away from the crowds. Angel was duly impressed. An airport agent guided her to a very elegant guest room where she was to wait for John to arrive. It was only several minutes later that he did arrive and greeted her with a big hug.

"Angel, I've missed you more than ever," he whispered to her.

"I've missed you to buddy. Did you bring your new boyfriend along?" 

"Nope. Flying solo this weekend. I'm devoting myself to you for the whole weekend." 

She smiled at him as they hugged again. While John was a gay man, the two of them had shared a very close friendship ever since they were in high school. John had been a senior when Angel was only a sophomore. He had tutored her through a math class for the entire year before he went off to college to become a lawyer. The year after he graduated, he had used some of his father's money to set himself up in a very, very successful entertainment law firm. He now represented some of the biggest names in Hollywood and in the Latin American film industry. 

"Okay, enough hugging for now. We better move if we're going to get on our flight to San Juan." 

The airport agent hustled them out onto a small cart and headed for their gate. They made it with minutes to spare and the American Airlines jet left right on time. When they landed, John had another Rolls waiting for them that drove them to the only 5-star hotel in San Juan. The concierge spotted them as soon as they walked in the front door and took them straight onto an elevator to the penthouse suite. 

They spent the afternoon relaxing and had a small meal brought up to them so they could eat before the concert. Finally, as the sun started to go down, they each went to their rooms to get dressed. Being the man, John was out and ready first. Several minutes later, Angel appeared in the doorway. Though he was gay, John was still effected by the sight of her sometimes. This was one of those times.

Angel stood in the doorway and had put herself in a pose. She was wearing a very sheer white mini-dress that ended just inches below the sweet curve of her rear end. The contrast of her olive skin against the white of the dress was dazzling. Her hair was pulled back softly on each side and pinned with flowers on each side. As John eyes went down her slender legs, he saw the clear platform heels she was wearing that were at least 4 inches high. She had struck a pose in the doorway with one foot against each side of the bottom and her hands at each side at the top, making sort of an X with her body. With the bright light of the bedroom behind her, Angel's incredible body was outlined perfectly for John to see.

"Angel, why do you tease me like this? You know that men are my thing. You're simply incorrigible." 

Angel almost doubled over with laughter as she walked over to him to take his hand.

"Oh John, I try, I try." she said as she led him to the door.

They rode in great style in yet another Rolls limo to the arena where the concert was to start in less than an hour. The driver went in a heavily guarded tunnel and dropped them at a VIP reception area. As usual, when Angel appeared out of the car, she instantly was the center of attention. A security guard led them to a room that was filled with people, all of them big rollers Angel realized. 

"Would you like some champagne?" John asked her.

"Definitely. I'm gonna grab some munchies. You want some?" Angel replied.

"Oh dear god. Munchies. Angel, that is caviar over there, not munchies."

Just then, a small wave of applause started at the far end of the room and swept to the opposite side. Angel and John turned to see what was happening just as Jennifer Lopez appeared at the top of a small stairway. They both were impressed with her radiance and beauty. Jennifer was due out on stage in 5 minutes, but her appearance here was for the benefit of the investors who had put up the money for the concert. 

She came down from the stairway and began to circulate through the room, saying hello's and giving hugs as she went. Angel was watching her the whole time, admiring Jennifer's soft latin beauty and her poise. Angel was impressed how totally at ease Jennifer was in the crowd of people. 

"Hey, what happened to the champagne?" Angel teased John.

"Oh yes! Sorry, I got distracted."

Angel watched as he walked away towards a bar on the other side of the room. Standing there alone, she was slightly surprised when she felt a hand on her back. She turned and found herself looking into Jennifer's smiling face. 

"Hello, I'm Jennifer. Thanks for coming to the party."

"Hi Jennifer, I'm Angel..."

Jennifer took Angel's hand, "I know who you are Angel. It was me that asked John to invite you."

Angel was very surprised since John hadn't told her anything about this. 

"Well thank you. I'm very excited to be here for your concert. From what I saw outside, half of Puerto Rico is here to see the show."

Jennifer laughed, "I know, isn't it incredible? Every day I say a prayer of thanks."

"Listen, I made arrangements for the two of you to have some special seats right next to the stage. See that big guy over there? Just give him your name and he'll get you seated."

Angel was now very impressed.

"You're going to be at the party after the show aren't you? I'd really like for you to be there." Jennifer said.

Angel smiled, "Absolutely. I wouldn't miss it for anything." 

Jennifer smiled back as she leaned into Angel and kissed her on the cheek. 

"Okay, I gotta go. The show starts in a few minutes. I'll see you later."

Jennifer dashed away as John finally returned with the champagne. Angel grabbed his arm and led him to the big security guy that Jennifer had pointed at. She gave him their names and he immediately gave them his full attention. He told them to stick close as he plowed a path through the crowd and into a small corridor. He pulled out a set of keys and unlocked a door and let them in. Angel went in first and was amazed to see that they were in a small theatre box that was directly to the left of the stage and slightly above it. Their view was incredible.

Suddenly, the flash of pyrotechnics lit the stage and music blared as Jennifer appeared at the top of a stairway out on the stage. The arena went nuts as she launched into her opening song, "Lets Get Loud."

Angel and John started dancing right there and then as the security guard closed the door. Angel watched excitedly as Jennifer danced from one side of the stage to the other. She looked absolutely beautiful in a red Spanish-style dress with her hair pulled up. Angel was dancing and clapping as Jennifer danced and sang right below them. The crowd was going nuts. Everyone was on their feet dancing and cheering the Latina superstar. 

As the song came to an end, Jennifer moved to the back of the stage where the lights were low. Someone ran out and helped her make a quick change to her outfit, taking off a long skirt to reveal very tight shorts underneath. As she stood waiting for her cue for the next song, she looked up at the box where Angel was sitting. A big smile came to her when she spotted Angel and she waved with just her fingers. Angel waved back before blowing a kiss back to JLo.

The music came up again and Jennifer jumped right into the next song. Her performance throughout the show was just incredible. Angel never sat down as did none of the tens of thousands of fans down on the main floor. Everyone was singing along and dancing for the whole show. The fans were so charged up, that with their cheering, they managed to coax the beautiful star back out for 4 encores. When it was finally over, the whole audience knew that they had been part of a great spectacle.

The security guard that had led Angel and John into their special box came to retrieve them as well. 

"Miss Lopez would like you to join her," he said.

John and Angel began to follow him but the big guard stopped suddenly.

"Actually sir, I was extending the invitation to just the young lady. Miss Lopez would like you to wait in the party room with the other guests."

Angel and John looked at each other for a second before John shrugged and headed back to the party room. The security guard showed Angel the way as he led her to Jennifer's dressing room. He knocked at the door lightly and then opened it with a key, letting Angel inside. 

The room was filled with flowers, bottle of champagne, and balloons. Angel walked over to a wardrobe cart and started looking at the various outfits that Jennifer had worn during the show. 

"Did you like the show?" Jennifer said from behind her.

Angel spun around to see her standing there wearing a large terrycloth robe. Her light brown hair was draped over her shoulders and she was drinking a glass of orange juice. 

"Jennifer, it was fantastic. The dancing and the music were incredible and you were absolutely beautiful," Angel said.

Jennifer looked down and blushed slightly.

"Thanks, it was a lot of fun so I guess it showed," Jennifer replied. She moved over to the rack of clothes next to Angel.

"Help me pick out something for the party," she said as she started shuffling through the outfits. Angel joined in and started to pull some things out, holding them up for Jennifer to see.

Finally, Jennifer pulled out a mini-dress that was very similar to Angel's dress but a darker color. 

"This is perfect," Jennifer said. "Come on, you can help me," she said as she took Angel's hand and led her to the dressing area.

Once inside, Jennifer shed her robe, letting it slide over her shoulders and down her arms. Angel watched as the superstar stood there wearing only her white t-back panties which almost glowed against her tanned skin. She lowered the dress to the floor and stepped into it, pulling it up to her shoulders. The front of the dress had several small laces which JLo held up as she turned to Angel.

"Angel, could you tie these for me? I'm still a little shaky from running around on stage."

"Sure," Angel said as she walked over.

Jennifer stood there as Angel took up the laces. Angel couldn't help but look at Jennifer's breasts which were still exposed. She almost felt a little nervous as she tried to tie the short laces. In fact, the laces were so short that Angel couldn't help but brush her hands against JLo's chest as she tied them up. 

"Angel, are you okay?" JLo asked as she took Angel's hands softly.

Angel giggled a little. "Yeah, just am a little nervous standing here with you."

Jennifer giggled too. "Sweetheart, don't be nervous. I want you to feel totally at ease with me."

Jennifer put a finger under Angel's chin and lifted her head up so they were face to face. They both were quiet as Jennifer moved closer and closer so that their faces were only inches apart. She paused there as she looked at Angel for any sign of reluctance. Seeing none, Jennifer let her lips join with Angel's. Their first kiss was very soft as Jennifer kissed another woman for the first time in her life.

She let go of Angel's hands and let her hands slide down to Angel's waist to pull the younger girl tighter to her. Being almost the same height, the breasts of the 2 Latinas pressed together as Jennifer kissed Angel deeper and harder this time. Jennifer's arms wrapped around Angel as the two girls joined in a beautiful display of passion. 

Jennifer felt very aroused and was reveling in this new experience. Her hands moved slowly up and down Angel's back, pressing the girl against her. She could feel Angel's nipples pressing through her own sheer dress and rubbing against Jennifer's own hard nipples. Jennifer moved one hand up through Angel's honey blonde mane until her fingernails lightly teased the back of Angel's neck. Almost immediately, Jennifer felt Angel shiver.

"I'm sorry baby," Jennifer whispered to her as she kissed around Angel's lips.

"It's okay. You're just making me hot."

"Mmmmm, you're making me hot too." 

Jennifer kissed her again several times before someone knocked at the door. Jennifer whispered a small curse to herself as she slowly let Angel go and went to open the door. It was her manager.

"Come on Jen, you're overdue at the party!" he scolded her as she looked over her shoulder to see Angel looking very flushed. "Sorry I interrupted, but work comes first, play comes second."

"Yeah yeah, we'll be out in a second Bobby," Jennifer said as she rolled her eyes and shut the door. She walked straight back to Angel, put one hand to the side of her face, and guided the darling girl to her for another kiss.

"He's right I suppose. You better finish these laces for me," Jennifer said as she broke the kiss.

Angel finished the laces and then helped Jennifer brush her hair. Angel plucked a couple purple flowers from some of the arrangements in the room and put them in Jennifer's hair. Jennifer liked it so much that she insisted that Angel let her return the favor. When they were done, the 2 beauties were absolutely dazzling. 

"Come on, let's do this thing shall we?" Jennifer said as she grabbed Angel's hand. She stopped at the door, pulling Angel close to her. "Stay close to me tonight okay? It would make me really happy." 

Angel smiled at her, "I will, it would make me happy too."

The two girls walked together down the dim hallway until they reached a large set of double doors. Two security guards threw the doors open so that the girls could pass into the large room where the party was being held. The guests were a combination of business people, entertainment people, Jennifer's friends, and some select members of the press.

As the two latin beauties entered the room, applause erupted and everyone shouted congratulations to Jennifer for a wonderful show. But almost immediately, the guests started whispering to each other, asking who this incredible girl with Jennifer was. The press had seized on Jennifer 2 years ago, calling her the most beautiful girl in the world. But here was this girl with her that was even more beautiful. Camera flashes were going off as the photographers seized the moment, especially since Jennifer and Angel were still holding hands.

The girls descended into the crowd. Jennifer handled all the many congratulations she received with great poise and was very gracious to introduce Angel as her new friend. Some of the people from the entertainment world were smart enough to make sure they got Angel's name and the name of her manager. 

The party was a typical Hollywood style affair, but with a big dose of Latin-style thrown in. The food was all native Puerto Rican cuisine and even the bartenders were serving up drinks made from the finest liquors of South America and the Carribean. A small band was playing nothing but latin music from a stage in one corner of the room. The two girls stuck together throughout the whole party and now that it was nearly 2am, Jennifer was running out of steam. 

"Angel, let's blow this joint. I need some quiet," she whispered into Angel's ear.

"Okay, you lead the way."

Jennifer led them to a big guy who had been hanging at the front door.

"Come on Anthony, time to go," she told him. "Anthony is my bodyguard and a good friend," she said to Angel.

Anthony took the lead as the went quickly down a long hallway and out into and underground parking area. He had been talking into a radio as they were walking, calling for Jennifer's limo to meet them. They only had to wait for about 30 seconds before the limo rolled up in front of them. Anthony opened the door for Angel and Jennifer to climb in. He jumped into the front seat with the driver and they drove off.

Once inside the car, Jennifer kicked off her shoes and stretched out across the long seat as Angel sat across from her.

"I don't know about you, but I'm beat!" JLo said.

Angel laughed, "Jeez girl, I can't imagine why."

Jennifer scoffed at her playfully before tossing a pillow her way. Angel dodged it, still laughing at her joke.

"By the way, where are we going?" Angel asked.

"Well, one of the investors in the show has set me up in his private estate for the week. Wait till you see this place. The house is set next to the side of a cliff that goes right down to the ocean. It's very tropical and very romantic."

The drive took about 45 minutes before the car pulled up to a large brass gate. The driver pressed a clicker he had in the car and the gate opened for them. The driveway was so long that it took nearly five minutes for them to go from the gate to the front of the house. As Angel got out of the car, she could hear the waves crashing from the bottom of the cliff Jennifer had told her about. Palm trees were everywhere and even in the darkness, she could tell that the grounds around the house were filled with plants and flowers. It was truly a tropical paradise.

Jennifer took her hand softly. 

"See, I told you this place was fantastic."

She led her new friend into the house through 2 huge carved glass doors. In the foyer, a chandelier hung from the ceiling that was about 60-feet high all the way down to about 12 feet above the floor. From the foyer, there were large doorways that led off to other rooms of the house. Jennifer waved her hand towards them.

"I'll show you all that in the morning. Let's go get comfortable."

Holding Angel's hand, she led the girl up the stairs and down a short hallway into a huge room that was half bedroom and half living room. There were several couches set around a huge television. A huge bookcase was against one wall filled with leather bound books. Jennifer went straight to a huge wooden cabinet and pulled it open to reveal a completely stocked bar. She took two glasses and poured them each a drink. She waved at Angel to come over to a couch as she brought the glasses over.

She handed a glass to Angel as she sat her own down on a small table.




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"Time to get comfortable," she said as she started to untie the laces on the front of her dress. In seconds, she had them undone and she let the dress slide down her body to drop on the floor at her feet. She stepped out of it and then settled onto the couch right next to Angel.

She picked up her glass and took a good sip as Angel did the same. 

"Can I ask a question?" Angel said. 

"Sure, go ahead."

"You said that you had asked John to get me to come here for your concert. How did you know about me?"

Jennifer smiled, "Well, John is involved with the management of some my business dealings. I was in his office out in L.A. and I saw your picture. He has this huge scrapbook about you that he showed me and he told me all about you. I just had this feeling that you are a very special person and I wanted to meet you." 

Jennifer slid closer to her. "And I was right. You are a very special person." 

Angel sat still as Jennifer leaned over to kiss Angel's soft neck. Her lips brushed lightly over Angel's skin as she worked her way up to nibble on Angel's ear. Jennifer let her own soft lips move down Angel's cheek until her lips met with Angel's. The two girls shared a long kiss as Jennifer gathered Angel into her arms. For quite some time, they held each other on the couch as their tongues intertwined from one long kiss to another. 

Finally, Jennifer pulled back slightly.

"Angel, let's go to bed. Okay?"

Angel smiled as she reached up to brush some hair out of JLo's face.

"You must have been reading my mind," Angel replied.

Jennifer smiled with delight as she rose from the couch. Angel got up right behind her and they walked together towards the big bed at the far side of the room. Jennifer steered Angel to a triple mirror that was to one side of the bed. With Angel facing the mirror, Jennifer pressed up behind her as she wrapped her arms around Angel's waist.

"You are so beautiful," she whispered as she let her hands move across Angel's stomach. 

The filmy material of the dress slid easily under JLo's fingers as her hands caressed Angel. Angel felt a delicious warmth as she watched Jennifer touch her. She reached behind her back with one hand and untied her dress, letting it slide down her body. Jennifer paused for a second and staired into the mirror, enjoying her first look at Angel's naked body. 

Almost nervously, her hands went back to Angel's now bare stomach, touching the smooth tanned flesh very carefully. Finally, her hands pressed flat on the delicious girl and resumed their caress of the soft skin. 

"Ever since John told me that you were coming with him, I've been thinking about this moment," Jennifer whispered. "I've wanted to be with another woman for quite some time and when John told me about you, somehow I knew that you were the right person." 

Angel turned around slowly to face her. Jennifer took her into her arms as their bare bodies pressed together. It was as if two heavenly beings were joining as one. Angel kissed Jennifer with almost as much passion as she did Emi. She could feel her hard nipples as they pressed into Jennifer's own hard nipples. And she could feel Jennifer's fingernails as she drew them across Angel's bare ass. 

Jennifer broke the kiss as she led Angel to the side of the bed. Reaching down to the sides of Angel's panties, she hooked her fingers in the waistband and eased them slowly down Angel's slender legs. As she pushed them down past Angel's calves and to the girl's feet, she softly took hold of each leg and gently lifted it to pull the panties completely off.

Once Angel was completely nude, Jennifer pulled the comforter on the bed down and eased Angel on to the silk sheets. Then she stood up again to let Angel watch her as she pulled her own panties down very slowly. Kicking the panties from around her ankles, Jennifer stood still for a moment as she looked at Angel and Angel looked at her. 

Then, she crawled on to the bed, sliding over Angel's cool, soft body. Holding herself in a pushup position, their legs pressed together first as Jennifer lowered herself onto Angel. Their hips came together next, the softness of their bodies melding together. Finally, Jennifer let herself all the way down so that their breasts pressed as one. 

JLo kissed Angel once again as she became completely aroused and excited. She trailed kisses from Angel's lips, over her chin, and down her neck as Angel wiggled slightly from the sensation. Angel felt Jennifer sliding down her body as the superstar's lips kissed her softly. 

Jennifer paused for a moment as she reached the top of Angel's breasts.

"Angel, I want to make love to you. I want to put my mouth all over you. I want to touch you and make you feel good."

"I want to make you feel good to," Angel replied. 

Jennifer smiled at the girl under her as she lowered her lips to one of Angel's breasts. Angel sucked a little breath as she felt the soft wet lips close on her nipple. Angel stretched out a hand against Jennifer's stomach and felt her way down to the superstar's sex. She let her fingers slide over Jennifer's pussy while Jennifer continued to suckle Angel's breasts. 

Both girls were getting intensely aroused as soft fingers and lips touched each others most sensitive parts. As Jennifer moved further down Angel's body, Angel moved her moist fingers up and cupped Jennifer's breasts. Jennifer flinched as she felt Angel pinch one of her nipples. She continued moving down Angel's body until her lips brushed over the smooth skin of the model's stomach. Moving still further down, Jennifer's lips reached the spot just above Angel's pussy.

Jennifer settled down on the bed between Angel's legs. She pushed her hands under the girl's thighs as she lowered her mouth to Angel's pussy. Her tongue slid out of her mouth as it reached out to stroke the tender petals of Angel's pussy. Angel's back arched as she felt the Jennifer's tongue on her. 

"You taste so sweet. I want you," Jennifer said just as she pushed her tongue into Angel's pussy. Angel's breath caught as she felt the penetration. Her body rolled to one side as the electricity went from one end of her body to the other. 

"Oh, oh, oh," she whispered as she felt Jennifer's tongue move in and out of her. She wiggled her hips from side to side as she sought to press herself tighter against Jennifer's mouth. Jennifer wasted no time pulling Angel tighter to her and pushing her tongue as far as she could into Angel's swollen sex. 

Angel had her arms stretched out over the bed and had a tight hold of the sheets as her body rocked from Jennifer's suckling of her pussy. Angel's body went totally tense as she felt the wave of a powerful orgasm building within her. Her back bounced off the bed as the wave passed through her. Angel cried out as Jennifer kept a tight hold of her thighs and continued to fuck Angel's sex with her tongue. 

Angel bucked again and again as Jennifer pushed her into a second then a third orgasm. Angel's breathing was ragged as Jennifer finally pulled her tongue out of Angel's pussy. She slid up to cuddle alongside the honey-blonde beauty as Angel tried to catch her breath.

"Omigod Jennifer, that was incredible," Angel said.

"I wanted you to feel good baby," JLo replied.

Angel rolled over to face the latin superstar. Her hands went to Jennifer's face to softly hold her cheeks. She pulled Jennifer's face to her as she kissed her very softly. She let one hand slide from Jennifer's cheek, down her neck, until it came to rest on Jlo's breasts. Angel pushed JLo over onto her back as she lifted herself over the aroused superstar.

"I did feel good. I felt very good. Now it's your turn," Angel said as she lowered her mouth to one of JLo's erect nipples.

She sucked the nipple in hard as Jennifer let a low moan escape. Angel wrapped her arms around Jennifer's waist as she pulled herself hard against the hot singer. She moved from one breast to the other as Angel suckled Jennifer's swollen nipples. 

Jennifer had her eyes closed tight as she reached out to take hold of Angel's head, pressing her mouth that much harder against her breasts. She wrapped her legs around Angel's back, holding the model tight against her. Angel's breasts pressed down on Jennifer's supple stomach. Almost involuntarily, Jennifer began to grind her pussy against Angel's body. As she did, she felt the heat within herself intensify. 

Another moan escaped from the singer's lips as she rolled from side to side, almost overwhelmed by the sensual attention that Angel was giving her. Angel pulled away from Jlo's breasts and slid down the singer's incredible body. It was her turn now to wrap her hands around Jennifer's thighs. It was her turn now to push her tongue against Jennifer's steaming pussy. 

Jennifer cried out loud as Angel's tongue dragged across her soft flesh. Angel tightened her grip on Jennifer's tanned thighs, pulling the singer hard against her mouth. Her tongue sank deep into Jlo's pussy, pushing apart the singer's tender flesh. JLo rolled from side to side as she felt Angel's tongue pushing in then pulling out. The singer was so aroused that she began to cry out continuously. 

Angel worked her tongue harder and faster on Jennifer's sex. She almost couldn't believe that she was here right now making love to this girl who was idolized by men worldwide. She held JLo tightly as her tongue worked in and out of her pussy. 

Suddenly, Jlo arched way back as her body was electrified with a powerful orgasm. Angel held on tight as she worked her tongue deeper and harder, pushing JLo higher and higher. She screamed as the orgasm peaked throughout her body. 

Angel climbed up alongside Jennifer to watch her as she settled down. She let her hand lay on Jennifer's flat belly as she caressed her. As Jennifer caught her breath, she reached down and pulled the comforter over their naked bodies. The two girls held each other close as they fell off to sleep. As Angel drifted off, she took one last look at Jennifer, smiling as she thought of the intense feelings they had just shared.

End of Part Nine



Fun on South Beach Ch. 10



As always, I enjoy hearing from the readers. Drop me an email or look for me on yahoo messenger.

This story is purely a work of fiction. The inclusion of Jennifer Lopez in this story is PURELY a product of my imagination. Think of it this way: Have you ever see a picture of a beautiful woman and wondered "what if she ever got with another woman?" Welps, I wrote my 'what if' down on paper...so to speak.

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As the sun rose over the Caribbean Sea and began to light the Puerto Rican sky, a tiny beam sliced through a gap in the curtains and struck the far wall of the luxurious bedroom. As time passed, the little beam slowly inched it's way down the wall until it finally hit the rumpled comforter on the bed. Ever so slowly it moved across the covers until it lit the cheek of the beautiful latin singer. The thin beam moved across the sleeping girl's cheek until it passed over her eyes. The glow was enough to waken the girl, but she did not move at all, she simply opened her eyes.

And when she did, she looked mere inches away from her own face into the lovely face of the still sleeping Angel Enriquez. A smile came to Jennifer's lips as she watched the beautiful model sleep. She felt a warmth within herself as she recalled the beautiful night the two girls had spent together. Her fingers moved to her lips remembering the soft kisses she had shared with Angel. The glow Jennifer felt within herself grew stronger as she stared at the darling girl. 

Jennifer slowly moved her hand across the sheet and lifted a fingertip to softly touch Angel's lips. She traced around the sleeping girl's lips very slowly, reveling at the sweet, lovely girl she had shared a bed with. She watched as the soft eyelids fluttered, once, twice, and then opened. She watched as a smile slowly came to Angel's lips. 

Jennifer let her hand move behind Angel's neck to gently pull Angel to her. Jennifer's lips parted slightly as she covered Angel's soft pink mouth and kissed the young model. Angel felt the warmth from Jennifer and responded to her kiss. She let her mouth open as she felt Jennifer's tongue pass between her lips. Angel drew herself closer to Jennifer as her hands went around the singer's back and the girls shared a soft, loving embrace. 

The light slowly brightened the room as Angel and Jennifer kissed and held each other, their soft naked bodies melding together. Angel pushed Jennifer onto her back as she slid over her. She lifted her head as she smiled at the latin superstar.

"Last night was wonderful Jen," Angel whispered.

"Last night was one of the most beautiful nights I've ever had. I couldn't believe how you made me feel," JLo replied.

"You know, I could stay here in bed with you all day, but you know what?" Angel asked.

Before Jennifer could say anything, Angel answered her own question, "I'm starving!! Let's get some breakfast."

Jennifer laughed, " Dang girl, you get me all worked up and then you want to eat? I'm gonna get you for that!"

Angel jumped up from the bed and grabbed a robe off a chair as Jennifer followed her. The two girls bounded down the stairs as Jennifer pointed the way to the kitchen. Jennifer threw open the fridge as Angel hit the pantry. Between the two,they whipped up a platter of scrambled eggs spiced with tomatoes, sausage and green peppers. Angel had found a box of pancake mix in the pantry and a crepe pan on the overhead pan rack and within minutes had a steaming plate of crepes. She rinsed several handfuls of strawberries and wrapped several inside each crepe. Then they carried their feast out a back door to a table next to the huge outdoor pool. 

Angel and Jennifer enjoyed themselves in the warm Puerto Rican sun as they nibbled off each other's plates and giggled like teenagers. After they were through, they curled up together on a double-sized chaise lounge. Angel was stretched out as Jennifer cuddled up close and laid her head on Angel's chest. Her hand snuck under Angel's robe and softly massaged Angel's stomach.

"Angel, I keep thinking about last night and how incredible it was. At first I thought it was because I was excited about the concert. But when I woke up this morning and I opened my eyes to see you lying there with me, I knew it was you that is making me feel this way."

"Can I ask you a question?" Jennifer continued.

"Sure, whatever you want," Angel replied as she stroked Jennifer's hair.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" 

A smile came to Angel's face as she thought of her sweet Emi who was probably on her way back to Miami by now. Although Angel had taken an instant liking to Jennifer and there was an electricity between them, it simply wasn't the same as how she felt about Emi. Suddenly, she came to realize something.

"Yeah, I guess I do."

Jennifer lifted her head to look at Angel.

"That's kind of a funny reply."

"I'm sorry. It's just that being here with you has made me realize just how close I am to someone back home." 

Jennifer looked at her for a short time and then smiled as she understood what Angel meant. She put her head back down onto Angel's chest as her arms wrapped around Angel's waist and held her tightly.

"Can I ask another question?"

Angel brushed Jen's hair back and kissed her forehead.

"Sure baby. Anything."

"Tell me about your first time. I mean, with a woman."

Angel tilted Jennifer's head back so she could look into her eyes. The two girls were quiet for a moment as Angel thought about what Jennifer had asked. 

"You don't have to..." Jennifer started to say, but Angel put a finger over Jen's lips to quiet her.

"It's okay. I'll tell you. It's just something that I have never shared with anyone before."

The girls were quiet for another moment before Angel guided Jennifer's head back down onto her chest. She sat quietly for several minutes as first she stroked Jen's hair, then the side of her face, and then wrapped her arms around Jennifer in a tight hug. 

"I know that this was your first time and I'm glad it was very beautiful and I'm very happy that you kind of picked me to share it with you. My first time was very different. I wasn't looking for it. I wasn't expecting it. And I for sure didn't see it coming. I guess you could say that the experience changed me forever."

Angel paused, looking down at Jennifer as she held her tight.

"It was at one of my first modeling jobs. I was 19."

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Angel was running late. She was supposed to be at the photographer at 9am and it was already 5 after. She looked at the business card again to check the street number and checked the buildings again. Finally, she spotted the number.

Damn, she thought, I hope my watch is fast and theirs is slow. She burst throught the door and hustled up to the receptionist.

"Hi, I'm Angel Enriquez, and I'm here for the Anticipation shoot," she said.

The receptionist was a cheerful Latin girl who quickly stood up and took Angel by the hand, leading her down a long hallway.

"Oh yes Miss Enriquez, we've been expecting you. It's going to be a delight to work with you."

The girl led her through a large double doorway into a photo studio. Angel quickly looked around and realized that the studio was equipped very professionally. A wide variety of lighting equipment was set up and ready for use. A long counter was to one side and had 7 different cameras laid out. An assistant behind the counter was checking the stock of film and getting ready to reload each camera as it was used. On the opposite wall, another counter was stocked with drinks and food. It was definitely a first class studio.

As Angel looked around, a woman walked up to her.

"Hello, you must be Angel. I am Joanne and I will be doing the shoot today," the woman said.

"Hi, yes I'm Angel. It's nice to meet you."

"Well Angel, I'd like to get started quickly if we can. There's a lot to do today, so why don't you go into wardrobe with our stylist Karen and get ready."

"Okay," she replied as another woman, who must be Karen, waved at her to follow. 

The wardrobe turned out to be very simple. Karen helped her out of her own clothes and then took a hanger off the rack. The clothes Angel was to wear consisted of a white pair of t-back panties and a small white vest. The vest was just long enough to cover her breasts -- barely -- and only had one button to close it. 

"Let's get your panties off then," Karen told her as she hooked her thumbs in Angel's waistband. 

Angel thought it was a little odd that the woman was touching her so personally, but then again, maybe this is how the top studios work. She let the woman pull her panties down and she stepped out of them. The woman then reached to the center clasp of Angel's bra and released it. Angel held her arms out so the woman could pull the bra off of her. Angel was now totally nude in front of this woman she had just met.

"Oh Angel, you are very beautiful," Karen told her. "Before I forget, you must sign the release that confirms we can use the photographs for the ads and to also verify you are at least 21 years old. You know, some of the shots are going to be somewhat provocative."

Angel bit her tongue a bit. She had lied about her age because she really wanted this job. This job was going to launch her career and she was willing to do almost anything to get it. When this opportunity had come up, she had hidden -- or rather -- not divulged she was only 19. By signing these papers, she was going to be telling a lie. Still, she desperately wanted this job. Angel quickly signed the papers and handed them back to Karen who stuffed them in a folder.

Getting back to wardrobe, Karen picked up the T-back panties and held them down so Angel could step into them. The woman pulled them slowly up Angel's legs until the side bands passed over the teenager's hips. Karen took her time adjusting the straps and even ran her fingertips down between Angel's legs to smooth the material. 

Angel almost jumped a little when she felt the woman's fingertips pass over her sex which was barely covered by the panties. The fingers were there just for a second but then moved away. Angel felt herself flush a little as she noticed the woman looking at her as if to check her reaction. 

"Okay, the vest now," Karen said as she spun Angel around and held the vest for Angel to place her arms into.

The woman lifted the vest up and onto Angel's shoulder's as she reached around Angel on each side to position the vest for a good fit. She had brought her hands to Angel's shoulders and pressed down the front of the vest, running her hands over Angel's breasts as she did. Since Angel was pressed into the woman she couldn't move much and tried to stand still so the woman could finish. For some reason though, the woman wasn't satisfied with the front of the vest and kept pressing it down and then rubbing it upwards. 

Angel felt something odd happening to her. The inside of the vest had some kind of lining that was a little coarse. As it pressed and rubbed over her breasts, it seemed to be making her nipples very sensitive. She could almost feel her nipples harden as the rough cloth rubbed over them. 

Karen was still not satisfied with the vest and suddenly, her hands went up under the front of it to cup Angel's breasts. Angel couldn't help but to gasp at the handling of her breasts.

"Oh sorry," Karen said, "this vest is supposed to be made for your exact size, but it seems a little small. Your a 34-C right?"

"Um, yeah, that's right," Angel replied.

"Yeah, that's what I figure. I'm pretty good at judging just by touch."

But if the woman had already figured out Angel's size, for whatever reason, she didn't feel the need to pull her hands away from Angel's breasts. In fact, she even began to massage them a bit as she pulled Angel against her. The teen wasn't quite sure what was going on but since Karen was a very experienced professional and she was only a brand new model, she didn't say anything.

"Oh Angel, you are so beautiful and you have a fantastic body. You're going to have a wonderful career if you play your cards right," she said as she still worked her hands on Angel's breasts.

"Um, thanks. Should we be going into the studio now?" Angel asked.

The woman felt Angel's breasts for another moment and then pulled her hands from under the vest.

"Sure, they're probably ready for you now."

Karen moved to the door and opened it as she led Angel back to the studio. She handed the paper Angel had signed to the receptionist who then returned to the front desk. Joanne motioned for Angel to join her in front of the backdrop that was to be used for the shoot.

The backdrop was made up to portray a party in progress. There were balloons, confetti, and ribbons placed around an open spot in the center. Joanne directed Angel to ease herself into that open spot where she would be posing. Then, Joanne picked up her first camera and began taking some test shots to get Angel comfortable and to adjust the lighting. Once she had shot through her first two cameras, Joanne decided everything was ready and they began to shoot the real thing.

Karen had put some music that Angel had asked for on the sound system and she was getting into it very well. Angel was dancing around in her spot as she posed and flashed her incredible smile for the camera. She was absolutely radiant in her all white outfit which gleamed in contrast to her deeply tanned skin. She tossed her honey blonde hair from side to side as she spun and twirled. Joanne could see that this girl was definitely a star and quickly shot through six cameras. Her assistant was madly reloading trying to keep up with the speed that Joanne was shooting.

After Joanne had shot through 2 more cameras, she waved her hand to take a break.

"Okay everyone, let's take five," she said to the staff. Turning to Angel, she continued, "Angel, you are doing absolutely an amazing job. I have a sixth sense that tells me that the images are going to be fantastic."

Angel almost blushed. 

"Thanks. Everyone has always told me I'm a natural in front of the camera."

Joanne stepped up to her and put an arm around her.

"Well, I'm just so happy we found you for this job."

Joanne turned her face to Angel and kissed her on the lips. A small kiss at first and then a harder one. In fact, Angel could feel Joanne's tongue pressing at her lips as it sought out the inside of Angel's mouth. As she was being kissed, Angel felt the older woman's arms going around her body. The woman pressed the slender teen into her as her tongue pushed into Angel's mouth. Angel was so startled by this that she didn't resist.

Then Joanne suddenly let her go and stepped away. She called out for Karen who ran up quickly. The two older women talked quietly for a moment as Angel found a chair to sit down.

What the heck just happened, she thought to herself. First Karen touches my breasts and now Joanne kisses me like that? Man, this is getting wild.

"Okay Angel. We're ready for you again. We're going to be shooting with a second model now," Joanne said.

Angel turned to look at the backdrop and she recognized a model that she'd seen in some magazines, magazines that were almost adult oriented. She wondered why this girl was hired for a perfume ad.

"Angel, this is Giselle. We're going to be shooting the 2 of you now."

Joanne directed Giselle to sit in a chair that had been added into the set and then had Angel sit on the floor between Giselle's legs. Giselle was sitting right at the front edge of the chair so that Angel's back was right against the V of Giselle's panties. 

Joanne began shooting again as she directed Giselle to pose around Angel. She held Angel by the shoulders, then she lowered her head to press her cheek against Angel's, then she wrapped her arms around the girl's chest. 

Suddenly Joanne held her hand up and stopped the shoot.

"You know, something about Angel's outfit is not working with Giselle in the frame now. Karen, let's do that thing we discussed."

Turning back to the models she continued.

"Angel, we've got an alternate outfit for you to wear. Since we're running a little late and since we're all big girls here, I'm going to ask that you do the wardrobe change right here on the set. No need to be shy. Okay?"

Angel shrugged her shoulders.

"Sure, thats not a problem." 

Joanne then turned to the main part of the room where various assistants were standing to watch.

"Okay everyone, this is now a closed set. I want everyone out the door except for our lovely models, myself, and Karen."

Everyone immediately started for the door as Joanne had commanded. She stood to the side as the last person went out, then she closed and locked the door.

Karen had dashed off the set for a moment but returned quickly carrying a big wide roll of red ribbon and some scissors. She went straight up to Angel and began to help her remove her vest and her panties. She then had Angel hold her arms up as she cut a piece of ribbon and wrapped it around Angel's breasts. Then she cut another piece and wrapped it around the teenager's hips. Another piece was then added to this piece to make a sort of loin cloth. 

Joanne then helped Angel back into position with Giselle. This time a small stool was added for her to sit on, bringing her body up higher in the frame. Joanne had her lean back against Giselle and lay her arms out to each side across the top of Giselle's thighs. Joanne then positioned the ribbons as she wanted them and added a bow to the ribbon around Angel's breasts. 

"Okay, here's the deal. Angel, you've just been made into a present for Giselle. Giselle, I want you to enjoy your pretty package okay? Play with the ribbons, feel the wrapping, you get the idea."

Angel was a little uncomfortable with this new direction. After the kiss from Joanne and the wandering hands of Karen, Angel wasn't sure what was going on. She did know however that the attention had made her a little aroused. She was a little surprised that Joanne hadn't noticed it as she was positioning the ribbon that was between her legs. 

As Joanne walked back to gather her camera, she paused and whispered to Karen.

"Our little girl is coming around. When I posed her a moment ago and fixed the ribbons, I could see that she's getting a little bit moist. I think Giselle will have no problem with her."

Karen nodded and smiled knowingly as Joanne grabbed the camera and began shooting. She barked out directions as she moved around the 2 nearly naked models.

"Ok Giselle, You're surprised to get a special gift. Your fingers touch it, move across it, stroke it. That's it"

Giselle let her hands move across Angel's flat stomach. She stroked the smooth, tanned skin as Angel couldn't help but look down to watch. Giselle's fingers would spread out and push down the girl's tummy to the edge of the ribbon. Then her fingers would curl up halfway so her fingernails would drag as she pulled her hands back up towards Angel's breasts. She repeated this over and over as Angel moved her hips slightly to this massage. 

Angel just didn't understand. 

Why am I feeling so hot she asked herself. God, I can feel myself getting wet. I'm not sure how much of this I can take from Giselle.

Angel tried to stay still, but Joanne could see through the lens as Angel's hips began to squirm. 

"Good, very good Giselle," Joanne said. "It's a very pretty package isn't it? Yes it is. Play with the ribbons now. Touch them, pull at them. Yes, very good."

Giselle moved a hand up to between Angel's breasts as her other hand held the teenager's shoulder. Angel watched as the woman's hand lightly ran over the ribbon over her breasts. She moved it slowly from left and then right, her fingers just barely touching the ribbon. Angel felt it, but she could also see as her nipples hardened and pressed against the thin ribbon. Giselle saw it too and let her fingertips glide just around the edge of each nipple, teasing them to swell even more. Angel couldn't help it as a little moan quietly slipped from her. 




Fun on South Beach Ch. 10



Angel squirmed a bit as she watched Giselle's fingers tease her breasts. She was trying to be professional and do her job here, but this woman was seducing her. Angel wasn't sure what was going on, she just knew that she was becoming very, very aroused and was loosing control of herself.

Giselle continued to play with the ribbon over Angel's breasts. She let her fingers spread out fully as she placed her hand over a ripe breast and squeezed it gently. Angel's head bobbed back as another moan escaped her. Giselle smiled to herself as she let her fingers slide down off the ribbon onto the upper part of Angel's stomach. As soon as her fingers were off the ribbon, she pushed them up again letting her fingers push underneath so that her hand slid on top of one of Angel's ripe breasts. 

Angel moaned again as she felt the woman's hand cup her breast. She could hardly hold her head up as she felt the wonderful fondling that her breasts were receiving. Her mind raced as she realized that this other woman was pleasuring her. Angel thought about her current boyfriend, the first real boyfriend she had ever had. The most they had ever done was some kissing and petting with clothes on!! Now this woman was stripping her and touching her in the most intimate way.

"Yes, very good Giselle. Your package seems to be enjoying itself. I think it wants to be unwrapped now."

Giselle reached behind Angel's back to pull the tape that held the ribbon. With her other hand, she pulled the ribbon away to uncover Angel's beautiful breasts. If Angel was aware of this, she didn't show it. Her head was laying back against Giselle's chest and her eyes were fluttering open and closed. 

With the ribbon out of the way, Giselle began to fondle the darling girl's breasts in earnest. She would cup them, then squeeze them, then massage them. Her fingertips would grasp each nipple and pinch causing Angel to arch her back and gasp. She smiled to herself. She knew this little girl was almost hers for the taking. 

"Perfect, perfect Giselle. I think Angel is getting into it. Why don't you unwrap the rest of your package," Joanne said.

Giselle wasted no time. Her hand passed down from Angel's breasts and quickly slid under the ribbon around her hips. Her fingertips found Angel's small patch of pubic hair and Giselle paused to scratch her fingers through it. Angel could feel Giselle's fingers so close to her sex and she started to speak.

"Oh, please..."

But her voice trailed off as Giselle pushed her fingers down over Angel's moist pussy. Angel tensed as she felt the wonderful sensation. She reached up to grasp Giselle's arm, but did not push it away. Rather, she was holding it where it was. Giselle smiled to herself as she let her fingers lightly massage Angel's pussy. Her touch was so light and so slow, it could have been mistaken as the touch of a butterfly. 

Angel was totally overwhelmed now. Joanne could see that she needed to lay down so she motioned to Karen. The two of them quickly approached the set and pulled the chair and stool away so that Angel and Giselle were on the thick carpet of the floor. Giselle was still behind Angel with the younger girl's body stretched out between her legs. 

Giselle had brought a hand from behind Angel's back and began again to fondle the teenager's breasts while still delicately massaging Angel's pussy with her other hand. Angel was openly moaning as she felt her body being taken.

Once again she tried to speak.

"Omigod, what are you doing to me? You're a woman. This isn't right."

It was Joanne that replied as she and Karen knelt down next to the 2 naked girls before them.

"My dear Angel, it was you we wanted. We got the pictures we needed for the client, but it was really you we wanted."

"You mean you hired me so you could seduce me?"

Joanne smiled as one of her hands went to the smooth flesh of Angel's tanned legs. 

"Yes my dear. We wanted you. We wanted to touch you and caress you. Lovely Giselle has been doing that very well."

Karen had taken hold of the ribbon that was still wrapped around Angel's hips and trailed down between her legs. She gave it a small tug and pulled it away from the girl's luscious body. Angel was now completely naked and stretched out before them. Joanne had moved in between Angel's legs and placed her fingers on the inside of each slender thigh.

Well, it would seem that Giselle likes to caress but I like to lick." Joanne said.

With that, Joanne lowered her head as her tongue stretched out to stroke the petals of Angel's sex. Angel's body reared back as she felt a huge bolt of electricity. She almost cried out but now Karen joined in and covered Angel's mouth with her own as she shoved her tongue past Angel's lips. 

Joanne had to wrap her hands under the girl's legs as Angel's body bucked under the 3 women who were taking her. Once Joanne had a better grip, she shoved her tongue into the virginal girl's wet pussy. Another low moan could be heard from the girl's throat, but Karen's smothering kisses never let it escape into the open. 

Joanne was an expert. Her tongue glided into the girl as it pushed and probed and sucked. Then she would pull it out to lick the the girl's juices briefly before it would shove deeply back in. Every time it pushed inside, Angel's body was buck and her legs would stretch tightly.

It was an incredible sight. The 3 older women had total control of Angel. Her seventeen year old body was a feast for them. One mouth smothered her with kisses, another was sucking and licking her breasts, and the third was fucking her. Her slender body was totally stretched out as the 3 women had their way. She really had never had a chance. She was only 19 years old and was sexually naive, despite her incredibly beautiful appearance. She had never met a lesbian before or really understood that lifestyle, so when these 3 women began touching her and kissing her, she was unprepared to deal with it. However,the 3 women had done this before -- many times -- and it was always the same. The sexual desires of the young girls they brought in always won. 

Angel's body began to tense even more as Joanne spread the girl's legs even further and drove her tongue as deep as she could. Angel screamed into Karen's mouth as she felt the orgasm sweeping over her. Her body arched so suddenly that she almost knocked Giselle away from her breasts. But the woman kept an arm around the darling girl's waist and continued to suckle her. 

"Karen, I do believe it's your turn," Joanne said as she pulled away and moved up to Angel's head where she cradled the girl in her arms.

She sat there and held Angel as Karen moved between the girl's legs and lowered her face to Angel's soaking pussy.

"Do you see Angel? Karen is going to eat you now. Do you feel her tongue on you? You're very wet. I think she's going to have to lick you off first."

Karen did just that, her tongue licking all over the girl's sex from the inside of one thigh, across her tenderness, and then to the other. Angel's body bucked and tensed all over again as the second woman began to take her. Her mind, still trying to function, realized that these 3 lesbians had lured her here. They probably knew she was a virgin and was easy prey for their seduction. But there was nothing she could do about it. In fact, she didn't want to. Her body had never felt this way before and everything that the 3 women had done to her was incredibly pleasurable.

Angel lifted her head slightly so she could watch as Giselle still suckled her breasts and Karen tongued her pussy. It didn't take long before she felt another orgasm building inside her. Again, it hit her hard and another scream erupted from her. Her body writhed almost involuntarily as she felt the wave of pleasure roll over her.

Finally, it was Giselle's turn. She crawled across Angel's nearly spent body to crouch between the girl's legs. Her long slender fingers pushed the girl's legs apart gently as her tongue reached out to Angel's sex. Angel responded as soon as it touched her softness. 

"Ooooohh, please, I can't take anymore," she begged.

As Giselle pushed her tongue into the girl, it was Joanne who replied.

"Now Angel, it wouldn't be fair to not let Giselle have a turn. After all, it was Giselle who seduced you."

But Angel probably didn't hear what Joanne had said. Her body was once again overwhelmed by the delicious sensations it was feeling and all her senses were focused on that alone. The 3 women all descended on her again, her writhing body almost totally covered by them. Angel was so sexually charged that it did not take any time at all for Giselle's probing tongue to push her to another giant orgasm. The darling girl had never cum before and now had had 3 orgasms in less than 20 minutes. Her poor body was spent.

The 3 women eased off of her after she came the third time. They lightly stroked her and kissed her sweet flesh as she laid there, almost unconscious. Angel didn't move, she really had no strength to move. The 3 of them stayed there with her for several minutes until she finally began to wake up. Her eyes blinked several times as she tried to focus on them. 

"What did you do to me? I've never felt like that before."

"Dear Angel, we simply introduced you to the joy of sex with another woman. And obviously, you did enjoy it," Joanne replied.

"You came three times Angel. In fact, you began to cum almost as soon as Giselle's tongue touched your pussy," Karen added.

"You are delicious Angel," Giselle said. "For such a young girl, your body is very sexual. I know that you were feeling pleasure from everything we did to you."

Angel was quiet for a moment.

"You're right. It did feel very good. It makes me wonder about myself now."

Joanne pulled the girl up into a sitting position and wrapped an arm around her.

"Angel, don't think to much about it. You're a young and very beautiful girl. You're going to have lots of sexual experiences. This was just one of them. Just enjoy them for what they are."

Angel considered that for a moment as she looked at them. Finally, her beautiful smile beamed at them and they all hugged her tight. It had been an incredible morning for her, one that would make a lasting impression on her.

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Angel finished speaking and sat quietly, looking at Jennifer, who was staring back at the younger girl.

"My god Angel. You were just a baby and these 3 women seduced you? This is the most incredible thing I've ever heard."

"Yeah, it was pretty wild for me for awhile. I dumped my boyfriend about a week after that. And I did go back there for other jobs and other encounters. Not anymore though. The got into tax trouble and the IRS shut them down."

"They never found out you were only 19?" Jennifer asked.

"Nope, never did."

"Jesus!" JLo exclaimed.

"I've had some boyfriends since then. In fact, I'm seeing this guy named Jim right now. But, the relationships don't get extremely sexual. I don't feel as comfortable with guys as I do with another girl. In fact, the feelings I have for Emi are 100 times as strong as my feelings for Jim."

Jennifer cuddled up to her again as she thought about how incredible this girl was. What could have been a very traumatic experience for a young girl had instead become the defining moment of her life. Angel had grown a lot since that day.

They both were quiet for quite awhile before Jennifer finally broke the silence.

"I wish I didn't have to go," Jennifer said almost tearfully.

Angel hugged her. 

"I wish I didn't have to go either," she said as she lifted Jennifer's chin with a finger. "But we still have time today."

Her brilliant smile flashed at Jennifer and Jennifer immediately understood. She popped up off the chair and took Angel's hand to pull her up. Together, the 2 beautiful girls walked back into the house, made their way back to the bedroom, and loved each other all over again. 

End of Part 10 



Fun on South Beach Ch. 11



Emi had flown to Los Angeles several days before Angel's whirlwind trip to Puerto Rico, so she was a little surprised when Angel called her to say she was making the trip. Emi felt a little left out but she realized that the job she was in LA for was very important to her career. 

The job had been arranged by Marcela Whitman, one of the rich ladies she had met at the fashion show in Palm Beach. Mrs. Whitman had flexed her considerable muscle in the modeling world and gotten Emi hired to model for a spread that was going to appear in a big men's magazine. As one of the companies Mrs. Whitman owned was the biggest advertiser in the magazine, she had quite a bit of clout which they indulged by letting her "direct" occasional photo shoots. 

For this particular shoot, Emi knew that Mrs. Whitman had hired her and a model from the west coast, a girl named Natasha Lee. Emi knew a little about Natasha because she had begun to appear in some of the ads that Mrs. Whitman had control over that Angel and Emi were now following closely. 

Natasha was a very beautiful Korean girl who looked to be about 20 or 21. She had long black hair that fell to just above her rear end. For an asian girl, Natasha was very Rubenesque, that is she had very womanly curves but still had a slender waist and legs. Emi had admired what she had seen of Natasha so far, in fact, she thought that Natasha was almost as beautiful as Angel.

Emi arrived at the studio early so she could look around and get comfortable with whoever was going to be on the set. It helped her to relax when she knew the shoot was going to involve some nudity. She was pleased to see that Natasha was already there and seemed to be doing the same thing. She wanted to introduce herself, but she took a moment to look at the set they were shooting on today.

To say it was pretty odd would be an understatement. It looked like a camp for Vikings from 1000 years ago. There were big fake boulders, a campfire, bearskins, spears, and other props of the same vein all around. Emi shook her head and then headed towards Natasha to say hello.

"Hi. Your Natasha, right? I'm Emi and I guess we'll be working together today," she said.

"Hi Emi. It's great to meet you. I've seen some of your stuff in print. It's very nice," Natasha replied.

"I've seen yours too! The ad you did for Siesta Tequila was fantastic!" Emi told her.

"Thanks. That was actually my first big shoot. I was lucky it turned out as it did." Natasha said. "Listen, I worked one other time for this Whitman lady and it was a little weird. It was like she tried to keep feeling me up the whole time. Have you ever worked for her?" 

Emi thought quickly about how to answer.

"Well, um, not sure how to say this other than plain and simple. Mrs. Whitman is a lesbian. It's a long story, but a friend of mine and I worked this gig in Palm Beach that she was involved with. It was rather interesting to say the least."

Natasha was shaking her head.

"Shoulda known. The way she kept touching me and saying that she needed to adjust my clothes or to put powder on my breasts. It was a little unnerving."

Unknown to the 2 girls, Mrs. Whitman was standing across the room watching them. She lusted for Natasha and her lust was particularly strong after Natasha had resisted her prior advances. So Mrs. Whitman came up with a plan, a plan to seduce Natasha so that she could get her hands on the asian beauty's incredible body. She was going to use Emi to do it for her, though Emi would be none the wiser. Her plan was to direct the shoot in such a way so that Emi's beauty and touch would seduce Natasha even as they were shooting.

She walked across the room to greet the girls.

"Emi! Natasha! How wonderful to see you. I'm so glad that I was able to hire 2 of my 3 favorite girls for this shoot." Turning to Emi, she said, "Emi how is your dear girlfriend Angel?" 

Natasha looked at Emi slightly surprised, waiting to hear her answer.

"Um, she's just fine Mrs. Whitman. She's actually in Puerto Rico right now."

"Yes, yes, yes. Well, I have much to do and you girls need to get in wardrobe."

"Mrs. Whitman, exactly what are we doing today? This set looks kinda weird," Natasha said.

"Well, it's a fantasy theme like those paperback books from the 70's that had the girls in danger on the covers. You know, where a girl is chained while a Conan-type battles to save her. Except, there is no Conan today. You two are going to be fighting each other."

Emi spoke first, "Fighting?" 

"Well, make believe anyway. Oh, and Emi, you're going to be the winner," the woman told them.

She stepped over close to Natasha and took her by the hands, pulling her to her and kissing her on the cheek.

"And to the victor go the spoils," she added as she raised a hand to stroke Natasha's face.

Mrs. Whitman then dashed away after she pointed at the wardrobe area for them. The two girls headed off to get dressed.

"Okay, weirdness is setting in yet again," Natasha said.

"Tasha, don't let it bother you. She's pretty harmless." Emi replied as they headed to wardrobe.

The two girls were quiet for a few minutes as the wardrobe staff fitted them with their "Conan" outfits. Both of them wore heavy leather bra's that had metal emblems attached. There were leather armbands and legbands. There were leather skirts, very short, and very cut up the sides. There was "warpaint" to put dashes of bright color on them. Finally, there were helmets that came down across the top of their faces. It was really quite fantastic.

Just before the girls went back to the set, Natasha approached Emi.

"Can I ask a question?"

"Sure."

"Um, before, when Mrs. Whitman was talking, she said you had a girlfriend."

Emi smiled at her.

"Well, yeah, I guess that's pretty true. I have a friend that you've probably heard of. Angel Enriquez. She and I are very, very close. It's something that just kinda happened to us. I can't explain it. But, it just happened."

"Angel Enriquez is your girlfriend? That's incredible! Her picture is everywhere! Magazines, calendars, everywhere. And she is your girlfriend? I never would have thought that she was......" 

Natasha caught herself just before she said something stupid.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to....uh....I was just surprised

Emi took her hand, "It's okay. I don't mind you asking. I can see how that might have got your curiosity."

As Emi held the asian beauties hand, Natasha didn't move. In fact, she was looking at her hand in Emi's, almost fascinated by it. Emi put her other hand over Natasha's and gave it a squeeze. Natasha then looked up and the 2 girls smiled at each other. Their connection was broken by the Mrs. Whitman's voice.

"Okay, we are ready for our two stars on the set. Ladies, if you please."

Natasha tried to withdraw her hand, but Emi held it for another second causing Tasha to look her in the eye one more time. They smiled again before Emi let Tasha go and they walked onto the set.

"Now ladies, the two of you are great Viking warriors. You are in a fierce and lengthy battle. Your swords will clash. Your helmets will fall. Even your leather outfits will be damaged and torn. And finally, we will have a winner who will immediately enjoy the spoils of battle," Mrs. Whitman told them quite enthusiastically.

Natasha looked at her somewhat increduously while Emi was smiling. She could see where this was going.

"Very well then, let's begin. Photographer?" she said as she clapped her hands.

The photographer barked out directions to the assistants who handed swords to the 2 girls. They were positioned on the set and the "battle" began. The girls were directed through many shots using swords, knives, axes, and clubs. As they went, various dabs of makeup were added to make them look dirty or bloody. Parts of their outfits were either cut or damaged in some way as if each girl had been struck by a weapon. Finally, Mrs. Whitman stepped in.

"Now girls, the battle has been long and hard fought. But now it is time that one of you begins to lose," she said as she went to Natasha and put her arm around the girl's slender waist. "My dear Natasha, I'm afraid that you will be the loser today. Dear Emi will defeat you and she will then enjoy her reward. So, for the next several shots, you will be beaten down, you will fall, you will lose your weapons, and Emi will stand over your defeated body."

The shoot resumed as Emi "knocked" Natasha down once, twice, and a third time. Natasha lost her sword the third time she fell and Emi stood over her, pointing her sword at Natasha's heaving chest. She let the blade rub over the leather that barely covered Natasha's breasts as the asian girl watched. Mrs. Whitman smiled to herself as she watched her plan coming to fruition. She stepped in again to prompt things along.

"Okay, we are now to the climax of our little story. Natasha, please position yourself on the floor at Emi's feet. Emi, take a fistfull of Tasha's hair and pull her head back. Yes, that's it. Now, shake your fist in her face. Good. Now Natasha, hold up a hand as if you give in, that you surrender. Good. Now Emi, you must enjoy the fruits of your victory."

Emi wanted to hear Mrs. Whitman say it, so she asked a question.

"Exactly what do you want me to do?"

"Why, I want you to strip her of course. She is your prize. Just do it slowly so that we get all the pics we can."

Emi turned back to look at Natasha who had a nervous look on her face. 

"Don't worry Tasha, it's all an act," Emi said reassuringly.

Emi moved around behind the asian beauty and crouched down. She wrapped her hands around the girl's waist and hugged her as she kissed Tasha's cheek. Tasha was doing a good job looking scared because that's exactly what she was feeling, but somehow, she was also excited. Emi was a very pretty girl and seemed very sweet. Natasha had taken an instant liking to her when they had met earlier. Now that they had worked their way through this shoot and now that she was going to be "helpless" in Emi's hands, she felt slightly aroused. 

Emi held Tasha from behind for several shots as if she was capturing the beautiful warrior. She let her fingers play over the laces that held Tasha's leather top together. Tasha looked thoroughly frightened as she watched her captor untie the laces and slowly peel the leather bra back, letting her gorgeous breasts spill out. Emi held Tasha's shoulders back making her breasts jut out and up. Mrs. Whitman was loving every minute of it and the photographer was catching it all on film.

"Yes Emi, you can see your prize now. It is time to take it," Mrs. Whitman prompted.

Emi said nothing but let her hands rise up the bare waist of the asian girl until she gently cupped the girl's breasts from underneath. She lifted gently to feel the weight for a moment before she moved her hands over each breast and began to fondle her captive. 

Tasha had her back against Emi's chest and her head down slightly as she watched her breasts being fondled. She couldn't help but to let a few small "ohs" slip from her as she felt Emi's soft but firm grip. She was still very nervous but the sight of beautiful Emi's hands on her was very arousing. Her eyes hardly blinked as she watched her breasts being massaged and fondled. 

"That's very good Emi. Now, come around in front of Tasha. Push her back against that rock. Good. Now lift her arms up, there are manacles and chains to imprison her. One on each wrist. Now pull her head back, there is a leather strap that can go around her neck. Good, now she is helpless to you. Finish stripping her now, she is your prisoner, take her," the older woman said almost evilly. 

Tasha was virtually in bondage now. Although the manacles were fake, they did effectively hold her arms out so that her movement was very limited. The strap around her throat didn't choke her, but held her head back so she was arched back over the rock. Her chest jutted outwards as a result. Her ripe breasts, and the rest of her body for that matter, had never been so defenseless before and the thought of being in such a submissive position was very exciting to her.

Emi stood in front of Tasha and looked at her beautiful captive. She had to admit to herself that the sight of her was pretty arousing. She had the strongest urge to just dive onto Tasha's body and take her. She had to remind herself that this was actually a photo shoot, not an orgy of some kind. 

In the meantime, Mrs. Whitman had been shooing various people off the set until it was just her and the photographer left. The photographer was actually an employee of Mrs. Whitman's not of the magazine the shoot was for. This isn't normally the case, but for this special shoot, Mrs. Whitman had made sure that she had control of everything.

Mrs. Whitman started to wander slowly right to the edge of the set where Emi had begun to remove the rest of Tasha's outfit. She was unlacing the leather tie that held Tasha's skirt around her hips and pulling the skirt down the girl's slender legs. Tasha wiggled her hips to help the effort and also because she was excited. Neither girl realized that Mrs. Whitman was now on the set with them. She knelt down just behind Emi and began to whisper direction to her.

"Very good Emi. Your captive is now stripped before you. She is totally helpless. She cannot resist you. Her body is yours to control and to take. Yes, you like to touch her breasts don't you. And look at her face, she likes your hand on her. Listen to her, she is almost moaning as you touch her." 

Emi and Tasha were looking right at each other as Emi aggressively fondled Tasha's breasts. They were both hearing the whispers of Mrs. Whitman and it had almost a hypnotic effect on them. Emi was feeling very dominant and Tasha was letting herself be dominated. 

Emi let one of her hands glide down Tasha's stomach until it reached her belly button. Then, she slowly massaged her hand down lower until her fingers intertwined themselves into Tasha's pubic hair. Tasha twisted in her manacles as she felt Emi's fingers so close to her sex. Mrs. Whitman pushed her on.

"Yes Emi, you can almost touch what you want. You want her sex and she cannot stop you. She is your prisoner and you will take her," the woman commanded Emi.

Emi looked back up at Tasha's face as she let one arm go behind the girl's back to hold her. Her other hand moved lower through Tasha's pubic hair until her fingers lightly brushed over the tender petals of the girl's sex. Emi saw the arousal in Tasha's eyes as she let 2 fingers slowly push into the steaming girl. Slowly and gently they went in as Tasha slowly breathed in deeply. She felt an incredible surge as Emi's fingers penetrated her. She was so aroused by her submissive position and the fact that this beautiful girl was dominating her. Her eyes closed and she moaned openly as she relaxed and let Emi's fingers go all the way in.

Neither girl noticed that the photographer had stopped shooting now. In fact, he had left the room entirely and was in the hall guarding the door to keep everyone else out. It was now time for Mrs. Whitman to make her move. She gently took Emi's shoulders and pushed her away from Tasha's luscious body. Then, with Tasha's eyes still closed, she took over the ravishing of the captured asian beauty. Her arms wrapped around the girl as Emi had done and her fingers snaked into the girl's wet pussy to continue fucking her. 

Tasha's eyes fluttered open briefly, closed, and then flew open again as she realized it was the older woman that was taking her now and not Emi. She was almost startled to realize that instead of the young, beautiful Emi, she was now in the iron grip of the 60 year old Mrs. Whitman. She looked down her body to see the woman's fingers plunging into her pussy. She tried to move herself but realized that the manacles and the neck strap were still holding her. 

"Mrs. Whitman! What are you doing to me? What is happening?" Tasha breathed.

"Oh Tasha, I wanted you so badly, but you wouldn't let me have you," the woman whispered as she continued to ravish the beautiful girl. "I had to figure a way to seduce you. A way so that you would let another woman touch you. So, I set up this shoot With Emi, who had no idea what I was up to. But I knew that Emi did like being with girls, so I hired her to work with you. After that, nature took its course."

Tasha wiggled in her bindings as she watched the woman's fingers work into her pussy. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. She had never thought of having sex with another woman and now she had been seduced by the setting for the shoot and by this young latin girl so that Mrs. Whitman could take her. But her arousal was controlling her now and she settled back to let the woman take her.

Emi had moved around Tasha and was cuddling her face to the girl's breasts. She let her tongue snake out to tease one of Tasha's ripe nipples. Tasha squirmed as she felt this new stimulus. She looked down just in time to see Emi lower her mouth over a nipple and suck it in hard. Tasha's head dropped back as a bolt of electricity surged through her. The suckling of her breast was all it took to push her over the edge.

The shock that hit her was almost overwhelming as her body spasmed from a huge orgasm. Her head arched back and her body shook in Mrs. Whitman's arms as the orgasm rolled over her. Emi had to grab a tight hold so that she could keep her mouth on Tasha's breasts. The asian beauty rolled from side to side 5 or 6 times before the orgasm finally subsided. 

Mrs. Whitman let Tasha go and eased herself back so that she could release the manacles and the neck strap. She pulled the girl slightly towards her so that she was able to lie flat on the floor. Then, she moved between Tasha's legs, pushing them far apart. Her hands wrapped under and around each shapely thigh as she eased her mouth down onto the girl's sex. Her tongue flitted out and teased over the girl's pussy causing Tasha to gasp for a breath. The woman did not tease the girl for long, but rammed her tongue deep into Tasha's saturated sex. Tasha's hands flew up as she grasped the woman's head and pushed her hard against her. The woman worked the girl furiously, her tongue shoving into her as hard as any cock ever could. 

Tasha's head rolled from side to side, her black hair flying, as she felt another orgasm building in her. Emi had eased from suckling her and cuddled up to Tasha's shoulder so she could slide her arm under the girl and hug her close. 

"That's it Tasha. Let it build up. You can feel her tongue in you can't you? She's licking you so good. You love to have your pussy taken don't you?" Emi whispered to her. 

The prompting from Emi was all Tasha needed to cum again. She reared back and Emi held her tight as the orgasm rocked her even harder than the first. The darling asian girl could barely breathe as her body tried to survive the huge electrical shock she felt. 

Mrs. Whitman finally eased off the girl and sat back to look at Tasha's taken body. The girl was stretched out, covered with the "battle" makeup from the shoot and now drenched in her own sweat from the sexual encounter she had just had. The old woman smiled to herself about how successful her plan had been and how she had ravished the asian model she had so desired. She sat for several minutes and stared at the spent girl. Judging by the way Tasha had cum, Mrs. Whitman knew that the girl would be back for more, that she would want more.

She dragged a hand across her mouth and then reached out to stroke the girl's leg.

"Okay ladies, fun's over. The magazine want's their studio back in 20 minutes. Better get yourselves cleaned up and out of here," she said as she picked herself up off the floor.

Emi, still nuzzling Tasha, whispered to her to wake her from her daze.




Fun on South Beach Ch. 11



"Hey baby. Tasha. Wake up sweety. We gotta get out of here. Come on baby, let me help you."

Emi helped the girl sit up and then to her feet. She grabbed a robe and threw it around Tasha before she led her back to the wardrobe area where they could shower and dress. They took their sweet time and Emi doted on the asian girl, making sure she was okay. 

Finally, they were dressed and ready to go. When they went out, they were surprised that Mrs. Whitman was nowhere to be found. Emi realized that Tasha was a little overwhelmed by what had happened and put her arm around her.

"I got an idea. Why don't we go back to my hotel. We can open the liquor cabinet, watch some movies, and relax. Are you game?"

Tasha looked Emi in the eye who looked back at her with absolute sincerity. Tasha realized the latin girl was just as she appeared -- a sweet dear girl who was concerned about her. A small smile came to her lips and she let her head lean over against Emi's.

"I'd love to go hang with you Emi. I need somebody to hold me. Okay?" 

Emi smiled at her and kissed her forehead. 

"Sure baby, let's go."

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End of Part 11

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