PART 3: "Double Vision"
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Today was the biggest day of my life. Today was the day MY movie was finally going to be on the big screen for the entire world to see.
It was a balmy late June evening, just the right temperature for Hollywood starlets to wear the skimpiest of revealing dresses. Our limo pulled up to the curb, and I was immediately dazzled by the bright strobing lights of hundreds of cameras flashing in my face as I stepped out. Schooling my face to wipe away any traces of nervousness, I turned to assist my date out of the car.
Andrea was nothing less than stunning, in a short dress than emphasized her athleticism and toned body. Her hair was stylish, but not overly garish, with just a touch of makeup to highlight her natural beauty. The male lead was already a dozen feet down the red carpet, conducting an interview while Andrea's publicist directed us to the Access Hollywood reporter.
Andrea held my hand, still as in love with me as she had been all those months ago when we'd finished shooting the movie. She was calm and serene, at ease amongst the thronging crowds and paparazzi. I felt like the prototypical deer in the headlights, and I held a handkerchief in my hands I was sweating so much. I had been in front of the cameras before, but nothing on such a grand scale as a Hollywood premiere red carpet.
A camera flash went off right in my face, and for a moment my vision was blurred and there were two reporters trying to talk to me. This was all too surreal.
We switched back and forth for the next twenty minutes, conducting separate interviews side by side. Naturally, there was quite a bit more focus on my date, but I was surprised by how much the reporters wanted to talk to me as well. Most screenwriters don't get that kind of press treatment. But then, most screenwriters aren't dating the female star. A part of me wished I was getting all this attention for my writing abilities, but I'll take fame however I can get it.
Beckett arrived just after us, unsurprisingly escorted by both Sienna and Skye, ravishing in matching outfits. The secret that both were in the movie had been leaked two months ago, but no one yet knew exactly how. Sienna flashed a winning smile at me before turning to the nearest camera, profiling herself for maximum sex appeal.
I just smiled back and let myself immerse in the chaos of a Hollywood Premiere. Surreal... but nice...
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"The Amazon" was the number 1 movie for two weeks, before the latest Harry Potter flick knocked it to number 2 over July 4th weekend. The twins were the latest "It" girls, with teenaged girls everywhere copying their style and attitude. And the movie was enough of a success that "Double Vision" got green lighted, and pre-production kicked into full gear. The spin-off movie for Sienna and Skye was already destined to be a hit.
In those months Andrea and I had a great, fun relationship. After years of living like a loosely-married couple with Bethany, it was a blast to return to the casualness Andrea and I had shared in High School. See each other when we can and because we want to, without any tight commitments or worries. No emotional baggage or co-dependency. Just two individuals who could enjoy each other's company when convenient.
I'd find myself outside on her second-floor patio deck, taking in the surf and sunshine while writing for "Double Vision", or on my own patio deck overlooking the Hollywood cityscape. Andrea would inevitably be around somewhere, prepping for her next big drama and occasionally "distracting" me for a wild tumble between the sheets.
But eventually I had to be back in the studio to prep for "Double Vision", and Andrea had to fly off to London for her next shoot. Beckett and I were still on agreeable terms, despite my new relationship with his ex. I had new casting decisions and script rewrite meetings with the other producers and Anton Martin, who had re- signed on to direct the new movie as well. With all the familiar people and places, I felt like an old hand in the business, my newbie nervousness gone.
My life was grand, except for one inescapable problem. With Andrea in Europe, I was alone again. And I hadn't gotten laid in quite a while.
We of course had to audition a couple of boob roles, but none of them were critical to the new script since our main characters were both female. And as much as both Beckett and I wanted, mainstream USA wouldn't let us have the twins seduce a woman. And so I didn't even get the private casting couch opportunities to satisfy my lust.
And in those first few weeks, I really began to feel the tug of my hormones. I'd never been apart from Andrea long enough before to feel... unsatisfied. And now that she was gone, I found that I didn't have that much of an emotional dependency on her to make me even question getting laid by some other means. And oh how I wanted to go find ways of getting laid by other means.
Sienna and Skye would come to my office occasionally, ostensibly to discuss tweaking the script to fit their idea of the characters and their acting styles. However, since they were now bankable stars and the center of the movie, our relationship seemingly had become purely professional.
So for the first few months of pre-production I only had my right hand and Cinemax to keep me company. Oh how the mighty have fallen.
Until the twins came back to me.
The script was about as polished as it was going to get. The budget was considerably smaller for "Double Vision" than it had been for "The Amazon", primarily because the twins had not yet opened a major movie. So the script had to be confined location-wise, with most of the shooting on sets at the studio. Our only real location shooting would be in the snow of the South American Andes mountain range. A second unit team was already in Chile filming stunts.
It was a Friday evening, and I was just packing up my laptop and notes. We flew out to Santiago to begin two weeks of filming on Sunday. This is what had really sucked. Andrea was supposed to be back in LA this past weekend, but the shoot had run over, and she wouldn't be back until Monday. But by Monday, I would already be in Chile. Ordinarily a writer did not need to fly out for such a short shooting schedule, but Beckett had ordered that I be there to at least observe. It had been a long week, and I was mildly depressed. I was tired, and I was looking forward to just taking a hot bath at home.
I thought I heard a sharp knock penetrate the fog around my brain, and as I sat up I heard the knock again, coming from my door. "Uh, come in!"
My eyes flew open as Skye poked her head in the door. Her model-pretty face cast a piercing gaze upon me, her icy blue-grey eyes and blonde hair pulled into a tight ponytail. She took a quick glance around and then turned away, whispering something to someone behind her. Then she slid into my office without another word, gliding towards me before perching on my side of the desk. Sienna followed her in, a warmer smile on her face as she slinked across the room around the desk and sat next to her sister. They wore matching blue and red outfits, sleek and sexy, that called to mind an old memory.
As usual, Sienna spoke first, a big grin on her face. "Hello, Mr. Writer! We missed you." Oh how I loved that accent.
I suddenly remembered that they'd worn these same outfits the first time they came to seduce me in my office, just before Bethany had come and joined in. A smile tugged at the corner of my lips as I realized that they had come to relieve me of my long sexual drought.
Skye revealed a devilish smile as she saw the recognition dawn in my eyes, and then she was in my lap, shoving her tongue down my throat as every part of me responded in kind.
I cracked open an eye in the midst of this kiss to see Sienna shrugging the red blouse off and snapping loose the matching red satin bra. Skye sank to her knees to work my pants as Sienna leaned forwards to press my face between the firm globes on her chest. I sighed happily, feeling her warm flesh rubbing against my cheeks as she began to strip off the rest of her clothing.
I was so revved up, I thought I'd blow my load as soon as I felt Skye take my rod into her mouth. My eyes rolled back as I felt all of the blood rushing out of my head, pumping through my body into my swollen prick. Skye was an amazing talent, and I looked down into her cool grey eyes piercing into the back of my skull, watching the effect her lips and tongue were having on me.
The next thing I knew, Skye had turned her head and was dragging her lips along the left side of my shaft, and then I felt another set of lips as Sienna was dragging along the right side. I watched the girls grin at each other for a moment before returning to their dual bath upon me.
Skye dipped down towards my balls as Sienna sucked my purple head into her hot mouth, nibbling gently with the pads of her lips. I let my head fall backwards, surrendering myself to the mind-blowing experience of a dual blow job.
Skye worked her way back to the head of my shaft, and Sienna released me to give way to her sister. I looked up to watch Sienna scoot her now-naked butt onto the cool surface on my desk, shivering both with the cold and in anticipation of our sexual possibilities. She dipped a hand to the hard nub peeking out at me, rubbing it gently and bathing her outer lips with her own sexual ambrosia. Skye continued to attack me with her tongue while her twin fingered herself, eliciting more and more of her sweet nectar and coating her nether lips until they glistened in the light.
I had gone far too long without getting my rocks off, and with a warning to Skye, I felt myself about to let go. She sank her lips down about me, shoving my meat into the back of her throat, pushing me right to the razor edge of climax. Then she backed off, letting my rod wave in the air as it bulged and twitched. Sienna parked her face right next to Skye's, and then I erupted, spraying several shots through the air erratically, spewing my white gunk onto both of their faces. After the first two shots, Skye took my cannon in her fingers and directed the next blast right onto Sienna's nose, and kept flicking me back and forth to equally share my spunk. After I finally deflated, they both rocked back on their heels, relaxing and giving me identical satisfied smirks.
I sank into the plushness of my chair, utterly spent for the moment and fighting to get my breath back. Skye stood up, her eyes locked in on me, seizing and holding my attention directly on her. Sienna got to her feet and standing directly behind her twin, wrapped her arms around in a warm embrace.
Her hands deftly went to Skye's blouse, slowly and delicately undoing the buttons even as Skye continued to bore her gaze into me. Even though I had just come a minute ago, I felt the stirring in my loins again watching one naked twin undressing the other. Off came the skirt, and I felt my breath catch in my throat when the blue bra fell to the floor. I had just seen an identical pair on Sienna moments ago, but that brief split-second between coverage and nakedness always set my heart racing. At last Sienna dragged Skye's panties down, and Skye kicked them off leaving both ladies in only their heels.
I was fully recharged by now, and Skye reached out to me, helping me to my feet and guiding me towards the couch. Grinning in anticipation, I lay down across it, and as soon as I got settled Sienna had straddled my hips and was lowering herself down upon my shaft held upright in Skye's hands.
I closed my eyes to just feel the heavenly warmth of a female pussy, a feeling I'd not had in far too long. When I opened my eyes, the expression on Sienna's face matched what I was feeling. She smiled widely at me, feeling my shaft carving her out as she rotated and gyrated her body in my lap.
But then my view was taken away as I saw the same pussy in much greater detail, Skye climbing onto the couch and planting her ass on my chest. Without further preamble she shifted her hips forwards to bring her juicing slit to my waiting lips, and then my tongue busied itself licking the alphabet upon her crotch.
Sienna was moaning as my hips were bucking, and I felt the tight warmth of her inner muscles squeezing in response. Meanwhile my hands gripped Skye's asscheeks tightly as I worked to make Skye sing in harmony with her twin. Every so often a finger would drift back into her crack, and once I had worked Skye up to a screaming orgasm, she released her thigh-lock on my head and backed up for a moment, catching her breath and positively glowing at me.
