Thank you all for the support, kind words and suggestions. The Olsen twins managed to win out but Beyonce and Hillary Duff are both close behind her. This story is a little more extreme than the others, partially cus I don't like the Olsens. At all. In addition to starlet suggestions I wouldn't mind knowing what kind of action you all would like to see. This is my series by the fans, for the fans so tell me what you want to see!
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"Hello everybody. My name is Jermiane Sharpe and this is a very special edition of Starlets to Harlots." Jermiane said into a camera he had facing himself then turned it forward to film the front of the van. Brandon was sitting behind the wheel of his shirt off, sitting across from him. "This is Brandon Phobos and with him is Justin Credible." Jermiane moved the camera to the right were a well built black man sat. Like Brandon he wasn't wearing a shirt. On his right bicep he had a huge tattoo of an eagle clutching a rocket.
"There they are." Brandon said pointing to a playground where two girls were playing on the swings.
"Are you sure, they can't be legal." Justin said straining to get a better look at the girls as the van pulled into the parking lot.
"Oh their legal, been legal for two years." Jermiane assured him carefully opening the door to the van and stepping out without ever losing the frame of the two girls.
The first stood maybe a hair over five feet, dressed in a blue plaid skirt that came down to her knees and a white button up shirt with tie she could easily have passed for a middle schooler. The knee high white socks with a pair of black stripes and spit shined Oxfords coupled with blond pigtails completed the all the innocent look. She wasn't even paying attention to the two huge men walking across the sand. The blonde was content to push her sister higher and faster in the swing.
The second girl's face was mostly covered behind a veil of blond curls that came down to her shoulders. She was dressed in a pink flowered sundress that fell just beneath her knees. Beneath that she was wearing a pair of platform sandals that had she been standing might have made her over five feet tall. Her slender legs were kicking back and forth gleefully as her the other girl pushed her higher and higher on the swing.
Jermiane moved slowly into position so he could see up the girl's skirt each time she was elevated into the air. It was impossible to ignore the tightening in his pants each time he caught a glimpse of her plain white panties. A slight twist brought the two men into focus, Brandon striding confidently toward the young girls. Justin was a half step behind but still focused on the girls.
As the two girls came into focus it was apparent that they were twins playing on the swings. "Get them. Grab them and drag them into the van." Jermiane instructed moving farther forward."
"That girl isn't eighteen yet!" Justin hissed as he continued following behind Brandon. "I told you I'm down for whatever but not video evidence of me breaking the law. Do you know what they do to brothers who fuck underage bitches?" Justin asked slowing his pace as he followed.
"They are both legal. Trust me." Brandon assured as he his black boots first hit the sand and the girl glanced up briefly. The one pushing paused and looked at the two muscular men walking towards her and caught her sister being dragged a few feet through sand by the momentum. The girl in the dress slid off the swing and wrapped her arms around the other both trembling as they backed away.
"Trust you?" Justin hesitated again as he stared at the girls, then his eyes widened. "Oh my fucking God you have to be shitting me."
"I told you they were legal now go get one." Brandon said breaking into a run with Justin only a half step behind. The girls shrieked in unison and turned to run but it was too late. Justin snatched the first girl by her curls driving her face first into the sand. At the same time Justin caught the other girl around the waist easily hefting her onto his shoulder and carrying her over to her sister where he dumped her face first and knelt down on her back.
"Hey not so rough!" The girl complained as she squirmed beneath Justin.
Jermiane was nearly panting as he ran up for the first close up where the girls would be recognizable. "Ready?" The girls nodded.
"Hi I'm Mary-Kate-" The girl dressed in the school girl outfit began.
"And I'm Ashley-" The curly blond added.
The famous twins finished the speech in unison maintaining that perfect look of tween innocence. "We're the Olsen twins here on Starlets to Harlots!"
"That was priceless." Jermiane complimented. "Get the girls into the van boys." Even with both girls flailing they couldn't even begin to escape from the two muscular men. Ashley was thrown into the van first, Mary-Kate landing on her a second later as Jermiane and Brandon stepped into the van and Justin took the wheel.
"What do you want from us?" Ashley cried putting on a convincing performance her blonde curls mostly obscuring her face now.
"You know exactly what we want. You can start off by kissing your sister."
"That's gross mister!" Mary-Kate answered pulling herself off her sister. The plaid skirt had ridden up on her hips revealing her plain white cotton panties.
"Yeah I can't kiss my sister!" Ashley complained twisting her lip in disgust.
"You'll do it if you don't want me to bash you're little fucking heads in." Brandon growled leaning over the two girls and shaking a fist.
The girls took a deep breath and turned toward each other, Mary-Kate cradling her sisters face in her hands and leaning forward. The timid kiss the twins shared was anything but arousing. "More, I want to see some tongue." Ashley whimpered slightly but obeyed slowly parting her lips and letting her tongue escape its confines. Mary-Kate mirrored her sister's motions her own tongue venturing forth to meet its twin. Both girls recoiled the moment their tongue's touched.
"That's weird." They said in unison twisting their faces as if they'd tasted something sour. It only took a glare from Brandon to get them back into action leaning close for a second torrid kiss. The twins began sparing visibly with their tongues straining to reach each other. Slowly they eased together Ashley moving wrapping her arms around her sister and pulling them together.
Jermiane moved the camera slightly to watch as the girls' smallish breasts pressed together. "Strip your sister M-K." Jermiane instructed. This time Mary-Kate was a little quicker to respond slipping her hands down her twin's back and beneath the pink sundress pulling it up. Her sister had chosen to wear Powerpuff Girls Underoos. Ashley squirmed slightly raising her rump up so her cartoon emblazoned panties could be slid down her slender thighs and left around her knees. Goosebumps started to form on her bare flesh as her sister pulled the gripped the hem of the dress and started lifting it up. Inch by inch Ashley's creamy flesh was revealed to the camera. Jermiane grinned moving slightly so he could get a good shot of Ashley's smooth pussy as soon as the dress was over it. The camera was focused as her stomach was revealed then the underside of her white bra. The kiss was broken for a split second so the dress could be lifted over her head and tossed to the back of the van. Mary-Kate leaned forward again aggressively kissing her twin again as her hand moved behind her back to the strap of her bra. With a single hand she released her sister's pear sized tits and turned her towards the watching camera.