JUST A WORD
By A. Penman
Claire Timmons’ official title was Project Manager/Creative
Director of “Timeless Beauty” magazine, a monthly
publication that was considered one of the more elegant
“gentleman’s” publications. Her job was to come up with
creative ideas for photo shoots and then bring them to
fruition at or under budget. In other words, she was under
almost constant pressure to do the impossible. But, she
loved her work.
The current project was a beach shoot. And while the idea of
a nude photo session on a beach was not at all new, it was
the subjects of the session that she was counting on to
infuse new life and sensuality into an old cliché. Even
though her degree was in business, Claire had discovered
that she much preferred the creative side of magazine
publication. She had even enrolled in some beginning
photography courses with the ultimate goal of dropping the
financial side and completely immersing herself in the
creative process. Her staff of photographers, lighting
technicians and makeup artists was always willing to explain
parts of their process to her, which also helped. There was
only one drawback to her job. Even though it offered endless
opportunities to photograph beautiful women in the nude, too
often it seemed that her unofficial title was “peacekeeper.”
This day was no different as she once again found herself
standing between two women attempting to defuse a situation.
This time however, it was not just two women. She was
attempting to mitigate a heated argument between her two
most popular and elegant ladies. It was time for Claire to
take control. Time to take them aside and issue a stern
warning. Portia and Miriam were her two top models, and with
good reason. Simply stated, they were considered the two
most beautiful and desirable women in adult modeling.
Certainly they were, hands down, the two most popular women
among the magazine’s fan base. They were the most in demand,
and they commanded the highest fees per shoot. Each woman
possessed large, perfectly shaped breasts and toned sculpted
bodies. Each of them a tall, statuesque brunette with long
hair and dark, seductive eyes. In a word, they were both
exquisite. And even that was an understatement.
Claire had done a number of two girl photo sessions, but
these two women were special. They were so beautiful and so
evenly matched physically that Claire had long imagined
bringing these two women together. Not to mention the fact
that shoots of this nature, with either subtle or overt
lesbian themes, were always immensely popular in men’s’
magazines. Claire knew this. It was her intent to include
several shots with actual body contact, especially between
their breasts. Men salivated over stuff like this. And
lately, it seemed like more and more hot women were willing
to do girl/girl photo sessions. She planned to take full
advantage of this rapidly growing and highly popular trend.
Indeed, Portia and Miriam had often expressed admiration for
each other and the desire to do a nude photo shoot together.
It seemed like a no brainer. Everyone involved thought it
was a great idea. And it was. As least in its conception.
But when the two beauties finally met, there was unexpected,
palpable tension between them. It seemed as though each of
them was jealous of the attention being paid to the other.
And as one could have predicted with two women of such
striking physical attributes, there was an undertone of
whose body was the best. It was female cattiness to be sure,
but the heat between them just could not be denied. With
each day it kept evolving. Sometimes it provoked sarcastic
remarks, causing the crew to become nervous and
uncomfortable. Claire’s patience finally ran out when the
two naked goddesses pushed each other’s buttons enough to
provoke a shouting match.
The tension was incredible! Everyone on the set capable of
getting a boner had one as the two busty goddesses squared
off face to face, hands on hips and erect nipple to erect
nipple. The entire crew thought that things might erupt into
a naked catfight which, under any other circumstance might
have been a very sexy thing to witness. In this situation
however, it would have been totally counterproductive.
Besides, these two women made their livings with their
perfect bodies. Scratches and bruises just would not do.
So, as she had done so many times before, Claire stepped in
before things got nasty. She was already annoyed because the
shoot was going to be postponed due to predicted rain for
Friday, Saturday, Sunday and most of Monday. And according
to labor rules, in spite of the rain delays, everyone stayed
on the payroll. This would seriously stretch the budget. But
this was Claire’s fault. She was the one responsible for
orchestrating all photo projects. The idea of finally
getting Portia and Miriam together so excited her that she
neglected the “minor” detail of checking a long range
weather forecast. The only reason she didn’t bag the project
was because she knew in her gut that any photo layout with
these two women would push magazine sales through the roof.
But her two stars couldn’t seem to get along and it was time
for her to step into the fray, as she had done so many times
“Ladies. A word. Both of you...NOW!” She took the two women
aside and addressed them away from the crew.
“Ladies I don’t need to tell you I’ve enjoyed working with
each of you individually in the past. You’re both so
beautiful and, until now, both very professional. It took a
lot of schedule jockeying to get the two of you here
together on the same set. You both expressed a desire to
work together and everyone was ecstatic to learn that this
was finally going to happen. But given the way you two are
acting, I’m beginning to wonder if maybe this was a huge
Claire paused thoughtfully to study their reaction to what
she was saying. Both sets of eyes were furtive, giving the
impression of two children being scolded. Claire was not
known as a tough taskmaster. However, in this case she saw
the need for assertiveness. But that was not going to be
easy, as she found herself confronting two completely naked
women whose magnificent bodies were still glistening in the
afternoon sun from a combination of oil and perspiration.
It should be noted here that Claire herself was quite a
beauty. As a tall blonde with ice blue eyes and a killer
body, she had been offered multiple opportunities to pose
nude. She decided against that as she felt she had enough to
keep her busy on her end of things. But, as a tall blonde
with ice blue eyes and a killer body, she had also been the
recipient of multiple sexual overtures from many folks in
the industry. Most intriguing to her were the number of
women who wanted to lock thighs and grind with her. Having
seen so many magnificent women naked on the set, the thought
of such a sexy encounter was always in the back of her mind
and remained truly erotic. But she was never quite sure if
they wanted to fuck because they liked her, or just to help
advance their careers. So she politely passed on that too.
Ah...but then there was the gorgeous redhead Rebecca, for
whom she had deeply repressed longings, and with whom she
would have bedded down anytime, anywhere, no matter what the
motivation. That opportunity, however, had never presented
itself. But that was another story. Right now she needed to
restore peace and get these two women in line. She needed
for the next day of shooting to go smoothly. It wouldn’t be
easy, but over the years Claire had developed skills in
defusing friction between two women. She made a decision on
how to accomplish this.
"It’s supposed to rain for the next three to four days,
which means the two of you will have some time off. I’m
sending the crew back into town, but you two will have the
beach house all to yourselves. I expect the two of you to
take this opportunity to work out whatever it is that’s
causing this friction. Unprofessional behavior won’t be
tolerated ladies. If you can’t figure out how to get along,
then that will be the end of this project for both of you.”
The two women seemed to understand, but Claire continued to
make her point. “Do you realize how many beautiful women
with big tits there are out there who would love to do this
photo shoot? I make a couple of phone calls and this beach
will have more big boobs on it than a Russ Meyer film.
Understand?” Claire paused thoughtfully, and then came up
with a stroke of genius. “I have an idea!” she beamed.
Miriam and Portia both looked at her in anticipation. Claire
“A few miles up the coastline there’s a very small, intimate
inn and restaurant. I’m good friends with the owner. I’m
going to make a call and the two of you will have dinner
there tonight. My treat. There’s nothing like an intimate
dinner to relax two people. I want my two top models to come
together as women and friends. I want the two of you to
truly bond. So get used to each other’s company because
you’re going be together for the entire weekend, starting
The two women reluctantly agreed, then brought up the fact
that they might be recognized.
“Don’t worry girls. Like I said, it’s a very intimate place.
You’ll have privacy. And by the way my friend Sal the owner
is a world class chef. So there’ll be great food and great
wine. I’m sure that he or any of the staff will help you
with the wine list. Hopefully, tonight will be a wonderful
night for you ladies and a great start to a weekend of fun
and reconciliation. That word again is RECONCILIATION. Got
it, ladies?” Claire stressed.
They both looked sheepishly at her. “We understand.” both
women said, simultaneously.
“Very good! Because when the sun comes out on Tuesday I
expect the two of you to be on the set and ready to work
together harmoniously. Understood?” There was a pause.
They both shook their heads.
“OK, group hug! Come on ladies.” Claire said, opening her
Portia and Miriam then entered Claire’s embrace. For the
briefest of moments, Claire felt intense pleasure flowing
through her loins as her tits mashed with both women’s bare
chests in a three way tandem boob press. What knockers these
The embrace ended quickly, but it was full of good vibes and
noticeable titty rubbing. All three women felt tingling. A
little flustered, Claire broke off the hug, smiled at them
and walked away, satisfied that she had planted the seed of
fellowship and oneness. What she hadn’t considered was that
“reconciliation” was a rather broad term. Resolution of a
situation such as this could happen in the most interesting
of ways. Portia and Miriam turned to glare at each other.
Both beauties knew what needed to happen. Both were now
aware that the smoldering sexual jealousy and lust between
them was about to explode and needed to be dealt with.
Portia then made an off handed observation.
“Wow! Claire’s got really nice tits!”
“You noticed that too, Portia?”
“Oh my yes!”
“They were much bigger and fuller than I thought. Great
tits!” Miriam said enthusiastically. They looked at each
other, lost for words.
“Well, I guess we should head back to the changing rooms and
get ready for dinner, Miriam.”
“I’m looking forward to tonight, Portia.” Miriam said with
sarcasm dripping from her words.
Portia turned the key and opened the front entrance of the
beach house. She was followed closely inside by Miriam. Both
women looked around for lighting. Eventually, the darkened
living room became illuminated. The place had an eclectic
theme, but it was comfortable and well appointed. Two
beautiful and rather comfortable looking wicker chairs were
placed in front of the large picture window in the living
room, offering whoever sat in them both stylish comfort and
a lovely view of the moon over the water.
After assessing the surroundings, Portia located a fully
stocked bar and came back to the living room with two
glasses of cognac.
“Thanks for the thought Portia, but I might not be able to
finish this. I’ve already had more wine in one night than I
normally drink in a week.”
The wine that the Sommelier at Sal’s Inn had chosen for them
was the best either woman had ever had. It was a Rhone style
blend and it was delicious and they drank plenty of it. But
they had also eaten very well. Remarkably, they were not
drunk. The dinner had been everything Claire said it would
be, and then some. It was an absolute feast!
“I certainly understand. I drank quite a bit myself. But I
was hoping this would loosen us up.”
“Really? Why?” Miriam asked.
“So that we can get in the mood for some ‘reconciliation.”
Miriam nodded in agreement. She felt a twinge of excitement
shoot through her loins. They clinked glasses and sipped.
Cloud cover had not yet rolled in, so they were able to sit
and watch the moon from the chairs. It was quite
“That was a wonderful dinner.” Miriam observed.
“I agree. It was a delightful experience. Claire was right.”
“Claire is a wise woman...with a great set of tits.” Miriam
summarized. Portia chuckled. “To Claire.” They clinked their
glasses again. Finishing off their drinks, they turned and
studied each other. Each one trying to read the other.
“Why don’t we get started?” suggested Miriam in a dusky
voice. Now Portia felt tingling in her nether regions.
“Let’s go check out the master bedroom.” she suggested.
“Indeed, let’s.” agreed Miriam. In the bedroom, both women
scrutinized everything. The gorgeous king sized bed got both
women’s attention almost immediately. The two beauties
glared at each other. Tension was returning. Heat was
returning. Body heat. Something needed to happen soon.
“So, Portia. Which one of us gets this bedroom?”
“I guess we’ll have to decide.” There was an exciting
treachery in Portia’s voice that sent a shiver through
“What do you have in mind?” Miriam asked.
Portia responded in no uncertain terms. Miriam licked her
lips as Portia stripped out of her clothes and stood in a
naked challenge. Her loins came alive with intensity as she
observed Portia’s full tits standing proudly on her thorax.
“I was hoping it was going to come to this.” said Miriam as
she slowly removed her clothes. Things were about to become
As Portia watched Miriam’s jubilant breasts bounce free from
their constraints, she could feel her tits tingle in
response. Soon her breasts would be locked in erotic combat
with these immense, beautifully shaped tits and just the
thought of it aroused her. In her cunt she felt a stinging
excitement. Her breasts and her pussy were so ready for
this. Her entire body hungered for the full measure of
They moved to each other alongside the coveted bed. But both
women knew this wasn’t really about who got to sleep in the
king sized bed. From the first moment they laid eyes on each
other on the set, the desire to match body against body
burned inside them. Tonight would be the night.
Portia made the initial overture, forcing herself tit to tit
into her rival. Four spectacular breasts crushed together.
Nipples collapsed into each other. Two goddesses were about
to come together in full body contact. Miriam pushed back.
The tone of the confrontation was now set.
“Your tits get all the attention, Portia. But I’m here to
assert that mine are just as hot as yours, maybe even
hotter.” Miriam stated, defiantly.
“Your tits are pretty amazing Miriam. I can tell that
already. But in the end, I doubt if they’ll hold up against
my two beauties.”
“Guess we’ll have to see about that, won’t we?” Miriam
scoffed, forcing her boobs harder into Portia’s.
Portia wrapped her arms around Miriam’s waist, pulling her
tightly into a full body embrace. The surreal thrill of
first full body contact caused both women to groan.
“Claire wants us to reconcile our differences, Miriam. She
wants us to come together as women.”
“I know that. What’s your point?” Miriam asked with a mix of
anger and excitement.
“My point is simple. I’m a whole lot of woman and I don’t
think you can handle all this.” Now Portia was just trying
to push buttons. And it was working.
“You have got to be kidding Portia. I’m a whole lot of woman
too. And so far, you haven’t shown me anything my body can’t
“Then let’s settle this in bed, slut.”
“In a body lock, woman to woman. That is, if you think
YOU’RE woman enough, floozy!” Miriam challenged.
“You are on bitch!” Portia said, accepting Miriam’s
challenge. It thrilled her that Miriam was just as eager for
them to settle things flesh on flesh.
And with that, both busty goddesses forced their bodies into
each other. As they struggled in a tight bear hug that
emphasized the mash up of their tits, each woman used her
legs to push and pull in an attempt to take the other down.
Eventually, they wrestled each other into the bed. All
inhibitions flew out the window as the two exquisite
beauties became a tangle of arms, legs, breasts and bodies.
Locked together, flailing, undulating and totally sexually
aroused, the two busty goddesses rolled back and forth in
each other’s embrace, grunting lustily and cursing each
other. Tits mashed together, bellies slapping and crotches
bumping; two hot women in a bare body scrum. This was it!
Woman to woman as they had both imagined it would be.
As the heated tussle continued, both women noted in their
minds that the level of sexual intensity between them was
increasing exponentially. This may have been a “settle
things” moment, but both of them were experiencing a level
of sexual heat they had never before felt. Lustily the two
women threw their bodies into each other, melding flesh as
they writhed together in a confusing mixture of hate and
Portia was slightly surprised when Miriam, now on top,
sealed her mouth off in a full open tongue kiss. But she did
not hesitate to engage her in a slithery, twisting tongue
wrestle. It was so incredibly hot to be intertwined with
this woman! It made sense to engage their opened, sucking
mouths and saliva juiced tongues in this erotic womanly
duel. God, Miriam was an amazing kisser! Portia dug in and
kissed back with fervor. It was a kiss like none she’d ever
known. She wondered if Miriam was as close to a climax as
she was. She fought the urge to ejaculate, at least for the
Then, a sudden shock wave struck her deep in her loins as
Miriam upped the ante by slamming and then grinding her
smooth sweaty crotch into Portia’s fully aroused cunt. Bam!
Another challenge. The ultimate confrontation between two
women. It was as if Miriam was saying “how far are you
willing to take this?”
Portia was a bit apprehensive. She’d heard about such
confrontations and how intense they could be. But she wasn’t
about to back down from any challenge, in spite of how
incredibly hot the contact between the two cunts was. She
wasn’t about to let another woman’s cunt dominate her cunt.
Maybe a fuck fight was the solution. She rolled Miriam onto
her back then pushed away.
“What!? Are you quitting on me already you bitch?”
“Oh hell no, slut. If that sweet pussy of yours wants to
tangle, I’ll gladly accommodate you. But lets do it right.
Scoot up a bit and spread your legs.”
Miriam looked puzzled, but did as Portia requested. When
Portia slid her long legs into hers and the scissor position
was established, Miriam recognized it immediately and felt a
strong mix of excitement and trepidation. She had also heard
about woman to woman scissor fucks but had never been a
participant in such an encounter. However, it made sense
that she and Portia should settle matters between them with
their swollen labia conjoined. She was ready. Her womanly
pussy ached for the satisfaction of full contact.
“Yes indeed, Portia. Let’s do this the right way.” Exclaimed
“I’m going to enjoy this Miriam. Your cunt is pretty hot
looking, but I hope you won’t be too disappointed when my
cunt devours it.” Portia bragged.
“In your dreams bitch! My pussy can handle anything your
pussy brings. Let’s do this. Cunt to cunt, woman to woman.”
Portia nodded and reached out with her hand. Miriam took her
hand and the two women moved their fulsome cunts into
position, stopping just shy of touching. They both looked
down excitedly at the two glistening gladiators that were
about to engage in fiery sexual combat. Both women wondered
how it could be that such intense heat existed between their
two cunts, yet both women understood the inevitability of
this encounter. They looked deeply into each other’s eyes.
Then something occurred to Portia.
“Is this your first cunt match?” She asked.
Miriam sensed that it was a sincere question and replied
“Yes. You?” She returned the question.
“Yeah, me too.” Portia admitted.
“So...how do we know if we’re doing it correctly, Portia?”
“Oh, I think it’ll come to us.” Portia said, wryly.
“Then let’s do it! Let’s find out who the better woman is.
Let’s fuck and fight with our cunts, you sorry ass rookie.”
“Who you calling rookie? Let’s lock up, bitch!” Portia
“I made the initial challenge, remember? My cunt is ready
for yours.” scoffed Miriam.
“And you’re going to be sorry you made that challenge, you
cheap slut.” Portia jeered.
“Then come get you some of this hot pussy, cunt!!!” Miriam
said, throwing down the gauntlet. She waited for Portia’s
forward thrust, then...holy shit!!! Contact!
Portia felt a sense of satisfaction when Miriam squealed at
the first full meeting of their pussies. But she could tell
immediately that this was not going to be a cake walk.
Miriam’s cunt was formidable. She threw her head back,
overwhelmed by the new sensations. Miriam’s cunt was thick
and lush, wet and welcoming. She could feel her pussy being
sucked into its fleshy folds. The feeling was mind blowing!
Lips to lips, the two succulent cunts began to work their
way deeply into each other.
Miriam’s concern over whether or not they would know what to
do now seemed unfounded. This meeting of cunts was evolving
naturally. She instinctively knew how to move and lock her
cunt to Portia’s cunt. And she could feel that Portia was
having no trouble figuring things out. Her cunt was now on
fire. Portia’s cunt seemed to be able to handle her cunt
quite well. This was going to be a fuck like none she’d ever
before experienced, and she loved every delicious nuance.
As she and Portia looked deeply into each other’s eyes,
Miriam wondered why she had never before surrendered to
this. Scissoring was fast becoming one of the hottest
activities between women in general and models in
particular. And certainly, many other beautiful models had
offered to scissor and grind with her. She made up her mind
right then to further explore this exciting avenue of female
expression. But right now, she had some personal business to
attend to. She simply HAD to take Portia down. It was a
matter of pride. But, as hot as her rival was, she knew this
would be a battle to the finish.
Miriam went down on her back and pulled on Portia’s right
leg, using leverage to force her thick cunt deeper into
locked combat with Portia’s fulsome cunt. Portia then
followed suit and stretched out on her back and pulled on
Miriam’s right leg, wanting to create as much interface as
possible between the two warring female organs. Two women,
grinding their swollen pussies into each other, writhing in
sexual lust. The delicious noises of two thick lipped, horny
cunts seared together in this wet and womanly battle were
astounding to hear. The pure sexual lust the two women were
now feeling for each other was more than either woman had
anticipated. In their minds, each was determined to out fuck
Portia dug in. She used her pelvis rhythmically, sliding her
labia into Miriam’s folds. She then felt an electrifying
sensation as her rock hard clitoris sunk into the depths of
Miriam’s pussy. Miriam felt it too.
“You fucking CUNT!!!” Miriam screamed at her.
“Aww, what’s the matter bitch? Can’t you handle my clit
inside you?” Portia scoffed.
“Face it Miriam. You’re losing. My cunt is woman-handling
your cunt.” she continued to taunt Miriam.
“My pussy can handle anything you got, whore!” Miriam
retorted. She knew instinctively what had to be done.
Miriam summoned all of her willpower and strength and
mustered a counter offensive. Rotating her pelvis in an
opposing motion and using her thick labia to part the lips
of her rival, she slowly sunk her elongated clitoris deeply
into the thickness of Portia, returning the favor and
feeling the same intoxicating sensations, the thrill of
penetration that Portia felt seconds earlier. Portia
screamed, as her cunt was invaded by Miriam’s clit.
“Aww...What’s the matter Portia? Can’t you handle my big
clit inside your cunt?” Miriam said, returning both the
favor and the sarcasm.
“Fuck you!!!” Portia screamed.
Deep within the tight quarters, it didn’t take much
maneuvering to bring the two erect girl cocks together. And
both women damn near freaked out when that meeting took
place. Neither woman had ever matched her clitoris against
another woman’s clitoris before. But they both instinctively
knew to keep their pelvic rotations slow and tight in order
to keep them fully connected. The two innervated shafts
squared off from root to tip. The pleasure was excruciating
for both women. This connection was transcendental. The two
clitorises then went to war as the two brunettes figured out
how to slowly grind and maintain full contact within the
flesh lock of swollen labia. Portia then sat up and glared
at Miriam. Miriam sat up to face her, ready to respond to
“Do you seriously think that your clit is a match for mine,
“I know it is. You’re going down Miriam. Pussy to pussy. I’m
taking you down!!!”
“I’ll fight you to the finish Portia, cunt against cunt,
clit against clit. You’ll be begging me to stop fucking your
cunt.” Miriam shot back.
“Huh! And I’m gonna fuck your cunt so good that you’ll be
begging me NOT to stop.” Portia retorted.
“I’m out of caustic remarks, Portia.”
“Yeah, me too. Let’s just fuck.”
“Let’s.” Miriam responded, wrapping her arms around Portia,
forcing her tits fully into Portia eager to battle breasts.
The heated sexual war went on, long into the night. In the
morning they woke up with their battle weary cunts still
locked together. If there was a winner, neither woman knew
who had prevailed. The sun could not penetrate the predicted
rain clouds, but enough light filtered through to announce
the arrival of Saturday morning. Portia awoke first, groggy
but aware of her surroundings and what had taken place. She
felt Miriam stir, which caused the slightest friction
between the two sealed cunts. The next sensation she
experienced was an unexpected, uncontrolled orgasm. She then
wondered how many times over the course of the long battle
they had ejaculated their hot cum into each other’s pussy,
then came to the delicious realization that she and Miriam
still had three more days together. She wanted more. She
needed more. Hopefully, Miriam would be as eager to continue
this as she was. At the kitchen table, the two beauties
shared a completely silent breakfast that was punctuated by
extended periods of eye contact. After the dishes were
cleared, they sat back down at the kitchen table and the
last of the coffee was consumed. Miriam finally broke the
“What do you want to do today?” she asked, sincerely. Portia
thought for a second.
“Well Miriam, why don’t we take a shower first? Then maybe
we can grab the umbrellas and walk into town and check out
some of those cute shops? That might be fun. What do you
“That does sound like fun. But I have a better idea. Why
don’t we take a shower, and then get right back into bed and
fuck each other’s brains out? What do you think of that
“Hummm...I like it.”
Tuesday morning came all too soon as far as Portia and
Miriam were concerned. They had spent the last four days sex
fighting and fucking like two savages in heat. They had to
consciously work at separating their overheated cunt lips.
They had fucked in bed, fucked in the shower, fucked on the
bathroom floor, fucked on the living room floor, and they
even fucked on the kitchen table, of all places. Neither
woman wanted it to end. But it had to end, because work
beckoned. By 8:00 AM all the crew had arrived and were busy
setting up for the shoot in the glorious morning sun.
Everyone seemed in good spirits and eager to get to work.
Portia and Miriam each needed to spend a good amount of time
with the makeup and hair artists before they even began.
Claire was a perfectionist. But Claire was almost always
right about how everything should look. Just as the two
women were about to join the lighting crew and the
photographers, Claire called them over.
“Good morning ladies.” They both returned the greeting. “I
hope everything went well for you two over the extended
“Things actually went quite well. Don’t you agree, Miriam?”
“We had a lovely time together, bonding as women. Oh, and
Claire, the dinner at your friend’s restaurant was
spectacular. We both enjoyed it immensely. And we both thank
you very much.” added Miriam, effusively.
Claire sensed something, but blew it off. “It was my
pleasure ladies. You’re both such remarkable women and I’ve
wanted to bring the two of you together for so long. But
this shoot won’t work the way I envisioned it if you two
can’t get along. Anyway, I’m glad you both had a good time.”
“We did!” Portia replied enthusiastically.
“Well, then. Shall we get down to the business of
photographing two beautiful women?” They both nodded and
moved to the area where the crew had set up. The
photographer asked them to remove their robes. When they
did, a collective gasp was heard. “You see the kind of
response you two elicit?” Claire said, smiling proudly at
her two naked stars. She gave them a wink and thumbs up.
“Now, lets’ see some hot stuff ladies.”
The photographer then directed Miriam and Portia to a lovely
area of tall grass about a hundred yards from the shoreline.
The idea was for them to slowly emerge from behind the grass
and face off with each other, fully nude, in poses that
suggested contact between their bodies was imminent. Then,
the next progression would bring them to the water. Shutters
whirred and Claire watched, quite pleased with what she was
witnessing. As she watched these two thoroughbreds go
through both standard and improvised poses, she understood
why they were her most sought after models. What talent!
What amazing bodies! The theme of the shoot, two naked
goddesses meeting on the beach was exquisitely erotic for
her. She felt a bit flush and titillated. Claire decided
that it would be best for her to go back to her cabana and
finish some paper work before she became noticeably aroused.
She wasn’t even there for fifteen minutes when she heard a
commotion coming from the shoot. The next thing she heard
was the excited voice of one of the lighting crew.
“Claire! Claire!! You have to come see this. NOW!!!” Claire
leapt out of her chair, legitimately angry. “What is going
on?! Please tell me those two AREN’T fighting!!!”
“You gotta come see!” was all the technician could say.
“What the fuck is going on, Jim? Are they fighting or not?”
Claire insisted on knowing. Jim paused and shook his head
“Well...well...I’m not sure. But I’ll tell you this much.
It’s INTENSE!” he stammered, obviously shaken and excited.
“Oh for hells sake!” A frustrated and rather pissed off
Claire then bolted to the site. The shoot had progressed to
the water line. What she saw when she arrived was
astounding! Portia and Miriam were rolling around in the
water as waves came crashing in on them. The two women were
writhing together in a heated body lock. Every inch of their
naked flesh was seared together. The meeting of their
breasts and their nude bodies was ardent and impassioned.
They stopped between fiery tongue kisses to scream and curse
at each other, and then they would resume the kisses as the
wet and wild encounter between their bodies continued,
causing everyone on the set to gawk in jaw dropping
disbelief. Back and forth in the waves they twisted and
“I’ll go break them up, Claire.” said the on site security
“No, no!!! Don’t! Let them have at it!” Insisted an aroused
“Are you sure?” asked the lead photographer.
“Yes! Keep shooting! Shoot, shoot, shoot!...DO IT!!!”
“Sure thing Claire.” Said the nonplussed photographer.
“They’ve wanted to get busy with each other, so let’s let
them go at it. Besides, is there anyone here who doesn’t
think that’s hot?” she asked, quickly surveying the team.
Claire scanned the group and got no response. “I thought so.
Keep shooting!” she exhorted the photographer.
This was something the entire crew was hoping to witness.
The photographer fired away as the naked and extremely
sexual battle between Portia and Miriam unfolded before
their stunned eyes. The waves covered them and then receded
as they rolled around body to body. Claire knew that the
entire crew was aroused by what they were seeing. She
herself felt quite excited as she watched her two top models
intimately locked in this sexual brawl. Everyone had gone
completely silent. Aside from the rush of the ocean waves
and the occasional vituperations coming from the women
combatants, the only sound was the rapid fire clicking of
the camera’s shutter. Things became surreal as everyone
focused on them and the heat between their bodies.
Eventually, it came to an end as Miriam and Portia separated
and laid side by side on their backs in the aftermath of
what everyone guessed was an intense orgasm. The
photographer continued to shoot, with a noticeable erection.
Claire smiled inwardly. She had hoped for heat between these
two, but never thought she’d get anything quite like this.
She could not help wondering just what had transpired
between the two women over the weekend. A couple of time
stretching, jaw dropping seconds passed.
“OK everyone. We’re done here. That’s a wrap.” ordered
Claire. The transfixed crew slowly began to pack up. There
was an occasional word or two, but mostly stunned silence
from everyone. A barefooted Claire went to the waterline and
sat down in the sand, hoping that a cool wave or two would
chill the heat in her loins. Next to her, Miriam and Portia
slowly began to recover from a post-orgasmic stupor. She
gave the photographer the sign to leave. A couple of waves
arrived and gently caressed her bare legs, wetting her cut
off jeans. She noted how sensual this felt and that the
water was warmer than expected and that the thrills in her
loins had not dissipated.
Miriam and Portia sensed her presence and looked at her.
“Well. Ladies. What can I possibly say? That was
unbelievable! Incredible work!” Claire praised them.
“Glad you approved.” Portia said casually. A couple of
awkward seconds passed, and then she and Miriam stood up.
Claire rose to meet them.
“Ladies, may I ask a question?” Said a suspicious Claire.
“Of course.” Miriam nodded, feeling Claire’s eyes on her
still glistening breasts.
“By all means.” Portia chimed in.
“Exactly what went on between you two over the weekend?”
They both smiled devilishly and said nothing. The next thing
that happened made Claire’s knees weak. Miriam gathered her
into her arms. Constrained only by the shirt that was tied
underneath them, Claire’s fulsome bosoms met full on with
Miriam’s tits. Her naked belly flesh met with Miriam’s
smooth tummy. Before she could object, Miriam’s sumptuous
mouth was on hers. In a reflexive action, Claire’s tongue
sought out Miriam’s luscious counterpart. The kiss lasted
several clitoris hardening seconds before Miriam ended it
and the embrace.
Claire felt woozy. Miriam nodded to Portia, and before
Claire could come to her senses, she was in Portia’s arms.
Their mouths came together as Claire now kissed fervently,
tongue locked with the beautiful Portia. Through the mental
haze she was in, it occurred to Claire that she wished her
top would somehow fall off so that she could meet Portia
bare breast to bare breast. Portia’s magnificent chest had
always been a source of wonder to her. Now, tit to tit with
her, Claire wondered if Portia might be willing meet
privately and fuck. Hell, she’d have bumped cunts with
Miriam too. The odd thing was that of all the women who had
tried to bed her down, neither one of these two was in that
group. Nor was the lovely red haired Rebecca. Claire came to
her senses when Portia broke off the embrace. Her chest was
still noticeably heaving and both women giggled at how
easily they were able to unnerve her. She wasn’t sure
exactly what to think or how to react.
“To answer your question Claire, Portia and I did exactly
what you said to do. We spent the entire weekend engaged in
‘reconciliation’.” Miriam explained.
“By the way, Claire. Reconciliation is a rather interesting
word.” Portia summarized. She and Miriam smiled, then turned
and walked off.
Later that night, Claire entered her bedroom and gently
pulled back the sheets on her bed. Stretched out beneath
them was the lovely Rebecca, naked as the day she was born.
Claire’s eyes took an extended scenic tour of the redhead’s
curves. What a beautiful woman she was! Her body was even
lovelier than Claire had imagined, so many times. Now the
lovely Rebecca’s fulsome breasts began to slowly rise and
fall on her chest as she watched excitedly while Claire
slowly removed her bathrobe. She then took her turn and
visually took in every luscious curve of the blonde’s body.
Why Claire had never modeled was a complete mystery to her.
She was hot! Rebecca’s couldn’t control her excitement. Her
hand moved involuntarily to her excited cunt and she stroked
its swollen lips softly while her eyes made love to the body
that would soon be hers after so many months of fantasizing.
Claire gracefully slid into bed along side her. Rebecca
turned to face her and pulled Claire’s face to hers. The
first full kiss was even softer that the redhead imagined.
Claire wasted no time. She wanted to get busy, busty busy
with this fantasy woman. She eased Rebecca onto her back
then slowly mounted her. She aligned her breasts with
Rebecca’s then lowered them into a full meeting with the
redhead’s luxurious breasts. Both women moaned at the
meeting of the tits and continued to groan as two bodies
fully connected. They kissed passionately. Their saliva
basted tongues tangled. The emotionally charged kiss broke
off. Forehead to forehead, Rebecca looked deeply into
Claire’s eyes. It was a look that gave Claire a chill of
“Can I ask a question, Claire?”
“Of course, hon.”
“How come it took you so long to invite me over for a glass
“Truthfully, I was afraid that you’d say no.”
“Why would think that I would say no?”
“I was afraid you would think all I really wanted was to get
you into bed and fuck you.”
“Ahh...Well that’s not gonna happen you bitch. You won’t get
me into your bed. So forget that idea. No fucking way!”
Rebecca stated with conviction as she parted her legs in a
soulful invitation. Claire guided her swollen pussy lips
into the sweet meat of Rebecca’s responsive cunt, into the
encounter of her dreams.
“I mean, I have my principles, Claire.”
“That’s good to know, Rebecca. Now let’s fuck.” Rebecca felt
the initial strokes of Claire’s pussy on her pussy.
“Oh my fucking god CLAIRE!!! FUCK ME!!!”
POST SCRIPT. A couple of weeks later, Miriam and Portia met
again for one “final” sexual duel. The reason: The winner
got to seduce Claire.