Sarah and Catherine: The House of Lust
by PJ
 
Part 1
 
"Action!"
 
Sarah Michelle Gellar and Catherine Zeta Jones walked hesitantly down the tall, arched hallway, lightning flashing through the immense windows to the left.  Sarah carried a flashlight in a shaking right hand, her lips trembling slightly as she led the way to an iron-bound door at the end of the hall. Thunder shook the windows, making Catherine jump with fright.  Sarah glanced back at Catherine before continuing on, watching the closed door with trepidation.
 
The two young women reached the door.  Sarah extended her arm, prepared to open the portal.
 
"Wait!" snapped Catherine, grasping Sarah's wrist.  "We don't know what's in there!"
 
"It's probably the study, where the Book of the Dead is!  We have to check it out!" retorted Sarah, snatching her wrist away from Catherine.  Sarah swallowed, seized the cold doorknob, and twisted.
 
A ghost burst from the open door, howling with despair, long, grey arms reaching out for the two young women.
 
Sarah and Catherine both screamed, scrambling away from the diving apparition.
 
"Cut!"
 
Sarah and Catherine relaxed and straightened.
 
"Are we done for today?" asked Catherine, running a hand through her long, black hair.
 
"Yeah, we'll pick it up tomorrow morning," replied the director, leaving the set with his entourage of assistants.
 
"Nice job," said Sarah with a friendly smile.
 
"Thanks, you weren't too bad either," grinned Catherine, following Sarah to the refreshment table.
 
"Lots of practice," groaned Sarah, grabbing a soda.
 
"Hey!  Sarah!" called one of the stage hands in a loud whisper.
 
"See you tomorrow!" said Sarah with a wave.
 
"Yeah," nodded Catherine, sipping from a bottle of water.  "I need a long, hot, shower!"
*****
 
 
"C'mon, Sarah!  It's the best!" wheedled the stage hand, offering Sarah an open vial of coke.
 
"I'm not into that, John!" said Sarah, shaking her head.
 
"It'll make you feel good, take that stress right out of your body!"
 
"I said no!" snapped Sarah, turning her back on John.
 
John re-sealed the vial, watching Sarah, who left without a backward glance. *****
 
 
Catherine slipped out of the white silk blouse and black tight-pants.  Tugging off her panties, she entered the ornate bathroom, reaching into the large shower stall to turn on the hot water.  Even though the mansion was very old, the water began steaming almost immediately.  Removing a thin gold necklace and laying it near the sink, Catherine climbed into the shower stall, sliding the beautiful glass door shut.  Catherine stood under the strong, hot spray, combing out her silky black hair with her fingers.
***
 
Sarah walked through a door into the mansion's extensive backyard garden. Groves of wide-limbed trees, bushes, and enormous beds of flowers stretched out before the lovely, blonde actress.  Sarah inhaled the rich, sweet perfume of the garden, following a pebble trail through the flowers and foliage.  A soft, warm breeze tugged at Sarah's short, pleated skirt, it ruffled her shoulder length gold hair.  Sarah heard a small brook chuckling ahead, she followed the path towards it.
***
 
Catherine lathered her firm breasts with soap, rubbed her palms over the wet, slick flesh.  She thrust out her chest, let the hot water wash the suds from her tits.  Catherine moaned softly, ran her head under the water again, lathered up her hands and began scrubbing the insides of her thighs. ***
 
Sarah reached the brook, its waters glittering in the dying sunlight.  Sarah sat down at the brook's bank, removed her sneakers and dipped her feet into the cool, soothing water.  Sarah leaned back on her arms, closed her eyes and relaxed.
***
 
Catherine rested her left palm on the shower wall, her right was between her legs, stroking her warm cunt.  Catherine groaned, rubbing her pussy harder, the flesh slick with soap and her juices.  Hot water washed over Catherine's bare back, down her taut buttocks to the drain in the floor of the stall.  Lust burned in Catherine's pussy, demanding her to placate it.  She spread her long legs apart, slipped a finger into her slit.  She moaned deeply, biting her lower lip, her hips rocking while she fingered her cunt over and over. ***
 
The setting sun's rays broke through the grove's canopy, bathed Sarah's reclining body.  She purred with pleasure, the golden beams warming her smooth skin.  Becoming hot, Sarah pulled off her pink halter top, then laid onto her back, her nipples stiffening from the warm light.
The brook waters tugged on Sarah's feet, washed over her ankles.  Sarah reached underneath the waistband of her skirt, plunged her right hand inside her panties.  Sarah gasped, her lips shivering as her fingers rubbed over her clit, across her throbbing pussy.  She arched her back when she thrust her index finger into her vagina, began probing intently within her cunt.
***
 
Invisible hands roved over Catherine's shuddering tits.  She moaned, arching her back, her body dripping with water as more hands stroked her buttocks, caressed her thighs.  Ethereal arms wrapped around Catherine's slim waist, holding her while a ghostly cock slid into her pussy, stretched the walls of her wet vagina.  Catherine gasped, squeezing her eyes shut, leaning against the shower walls with both palms in front of her, her ass thrust backward for her unseen lover to fuck.  The phantasmal prick pumped within Catherine's cunt, driving deep into her moist sex.  Catherine groaned with pleasure, her breasts squeezed and fondled by unseen hands, cold breath brushing over her shoulders and neck.
***
 
Fingers slid around Sarah's bared breasts, pinching her brown nipples.  Sarah groaned, her fingers busy over her cunt, caressing her wet labia and clit. Sarah's skirt rose up, her soaked panties were pulled down her legs.  Sarah felt a tongue slide up her pussy, making her gasp with bliss.  The tongue lapped her engorged clit, lips nibbled on her quivering labia.  Sarah placed her hands beneath her thighs, pulled her legs wide apart for her invisible lover.  The tongue licked harder, flicking up and down Sarah's twat, making her groan loudly.  The agile probe slipped into Sarah's vagina, caressed the pink surface of her hole.  Sarah moaned sharply, thrusting forward with her pelvis, her breasts heaving violently. 
***
 
Catherine leaned back against the shower wall, her hands grasping the shower head above her while ghostly appendages held her legs in the air outspread, an invisible cock pounding into her aching pussy.  Catherine panted, her breasts jiggling, gleaming with water as her cunt was spread open for the shaft that stabbed into her belly again and again.  The strokes into Catherine's cunt came faster, her whole body shook, she shivered with ecstasy.  The orgasm struck suddenly, took Catherine's breath away as the ghost cock slammed into her vagina one last time.  Catherine gasped for air, her body lowered gently to the shower floor.  She slowly opened her eyes, she was alone, sitting under the warm water spray as her honey slid from her pussy to mingle with the water swirling into the shower drain.
***
 
Vines slithered from the trunks of nearby trees, wrapped around Sarah's wrists and stretched her arms over her head.  Sarah didn't notice, the tongue devouring her pussy was the only thing in her world.  More vines snarled around Sarah's ankles, pulled her legs open for the lustful shade.  The tongue slipped across Sarah's thighs, licked her aching clit, then teased her tiny anus. Sarah moaned deeply, her crotch on fire, yearning to be stroked by the ethereal tongue.  The tongue dove into Sarah's pussy, lips slurped on her clitoris. Sarah shuddered in bliss, sweat slid from her tits and down her tight belly. Sarah's hips gyrated sensually, juices poured from her cunt as the ghostly tongue caressed the entrance to her snatch, collected the musky nectar from her pink, shivering blossom.  She grasped the vines holding her wrists, groaning loudly as she climaxed.  More honey burst from Sarah's cunt, splashed over her shaking, vine-bound thighs.
 
The vines released Sarah, returned to their places around the standing trees. Sarah lay gasping on the pebble path, pressing her skirt down over her glistening cunt.  The sun disappeared, and night fell, bringing cool air that caressed Sarah's flushed skin.
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