Author's note: This story is part of a five chapter book: TILT Book I -- The Magic Show. Chapter titles and links listed below. Future books to come... check my
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My stories tend to heat up quickly and have lots of explicit, graphic female masturbation and lesbian sex with the raunchy details throughout. That's what I like to read and what I like to write; these stories are sparked from my personal fantasies and day dreams, and then the characters come to life and guide me...
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As always, all characters engaging in any sexual activity are above 18.
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TILT - Book I - The Magic Show
Chapter 1:
A Potion and a Plan
Chapter 2:
Hello Holly
Chapter 3:
In Her Box
Chapter 4:
Thrills, Squeals and The Wheel
Chapter 5:
Misty's Magic
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TILT
Book I - The Magic Show
Chapter 2 - Hello Holly
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Nina took her leg off of the sink and slowly pulled her top back up. She smiled at the mirror, delighted with the sloppy, nasty mess she'd made of herself. She caressed her tits through the mesh with open palms, then slid both hands down over her stomach. Then together between her legs...
She wanted even more. "Fuck," she sighed out. It was going to be hard to concentrate long enough to get to Misty. The potion was running strong and her body begged to be touched and rubbed and fucked.
She slowly pushed her fingers in again.
Suddenly the pin pad went
beep beep beep beep
, and the locker room door swung open. A tall skinny Barbie with long, curly locks of red hair click-clacked in on red heels.
"What the fuck?" she asked angrily when she saw Nina at the sink.
"Hello Holly!" Nina replied, as she smiled, eyes wild, and moved her hands around to her ass. She breathed heavily, he chest rising and falling as she stared.
Holly was tall and beautiful. She wore the same corset as Nina - except, hers was complete and clean and neat, whereas Nina's had become a damp and dirty sex rag.
The tight see-through fabric showcased Holly's medium-round breasts. They were flawless. She wore the same black fishnet stockings, stretching up from her heels to mid-thigh, leaving several inches of bare leg below her blue thong and garter, but for the straps pulling the corset down tight across her shape.
Nina looked her over: her hair, her face, her perky tits and tight body - and long, smooth,
white
legs. Holly was a perfect ten.
She stared at her thong and imagined pulling it over to the side to expose a tight wet pussy with a curly red mound just beneath. She wanted to taste it.
Holly looked Nina over too, thoroughly confused. And pissed.
"Misty is going to call the cops!" she warned, hands on her hips.
"Let her," Nina answered immediately, as she took a slow step toward Holly.
Her eyes fixed on Holly's face. Make-up just right, red lipstick, blue eye-shadow, a touch of blush on her cheeks. She was gorgeous and clean and radiant. Stark contrast to the sloppy, slutty, sexy mess Nina had become.
"What the fuck happened to you!?" she said looking over Nina, her eyes widening in fear and confusion as they landed on her mound, wet and messy.
Her eyes widened more. "And how could you do that to Misty! Did you really try to grab her ass and kiss her last night!? Nina!?"
Nina laughed softly, and looked at Holly's face, with pity.
"Oh, Holly. She wanted it, that's why she got so mad! She still wants it."
She looked at Holly's tits. "Just the same as all girls want it, deep down..."
She looked back to her eyes.
"Even you."
She took another step toward Holly, now almost in arm's reach, then tilted her head slightly as her eyes flashed to a burning neon blue for a few seconds.
She saw a black-and-white vision of Holly with her palms pushed against the wall. Her tits pushed out over her corset with sharp nipples. Her thong dropped onto her left high heel. She pushed her round, white ass up behind her, legs spread apart. Nina's face was buried in her behind, as she slid her long tongue through Holly's legs, licking her front to back, front to back. She squeezed Holly's thighs, and Holly moaned in approving pleasure as juice ran down both her legs.
Nina tilted her head back, her eyes green again. Holly looked at her, half terror and half pity.
"Are... are you OK? What's gotten into you Nina!? Are you on drugs? Where are your clothes!? You look like shit! And what's that smell - is that... it smells like... fucking puss... were you masturbating!? Is that fucking pussy juice on your legs?"
Nina took another step, their faces now inches apart and their tits almost touching. She slowly lifted her heel and pushed her thigh into Holly's thong.
"What if it is?" she whispered. She opened her mouth and slid out her tongue just out of her mouth.
Holly jerked her head aside and jumped backward. "Whoa, what the fuck? Fuck you Nina! You are disgusting! I'm going to tell Misty, and your ass will be in jail! You can find some fucking bimbo to seduce there! I told you I'm not a fucking lesbian! The fuck, Nina!?"
Holly turned and stomped heels toward the lockers, and paused. She turned around.
"By the way, I'm 'The Legs' now".
She made a bitchy smile at Nina and gave her the finger. Then she continued toward the lockers to leave.
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Nina hurried after Holly and caught her by the wrist at the door. "How are you the fucking legs!? You're just a fucking errand girl! You don't know the routine! You're skin tone doesn't even match Kristina's!"
Holly spun around. "Nobody cares Nina! All they'll be looking at is Kristina's tits and, and Misty's ass, and these long... long, beautiful legs," she said as she waved her hand down them.
"And..." she laughed, "this flawless bikini line!"
She pulled her thong strap out and let it come back with a
snap
.
Holly and Nina had always been friendly before. She liked Nina, but was horrified that she had groped Misty. She always knew Nina liked girls and suspected she wanted Misty - as well as herself - but she never imagined Nina would
try
anything - especially not grope Misty - that was their boss!
Holly suddenly looked sympathetic. She laid her hand on Nina's shoulder. Her skin was soft, sweaty and on fire.
"Nina... please don't fuck this up for Misty. You know how hard she's worked for this. If she can impress Alicia and Brittany at the private show tonight, she has a real chance of getting on with Fawne Faux. She'll be rich! And famous!"
"Al... Alicia? The Alicia? And Brittany Bell? They're here!? In person?" Nina couldn't believe it.
If there was anyone Nina desired more than Misty as a teen, it was Alicia Fawne and Brittany Bell She'd watched many their shows online - lions, acrobats, fiery stunts, motorcycles, robots, clowns - and the performers. all beautiful women in skimpy lingerie.
Alicia was an all-American blonde beauty, fair skin, medium height with hazel eyes and huge, lovely breasts. She was in her mid-forties nowadays. She was Nina's fantasy "MILF".
Brittany was a fair skinned Spaniard with dark brown eyes. She was a few inches taller than Alicia, and her breasts were even larger. Her natural hair was a brunette, but she usually kept it dyed a platinum blonde.
They had both started off as exotic dancers and worked their way to becoming respected performers, doing ribbon dancing, acrobatics and even fire eating and sword swallowing, eventually joining with Tres Hermanas Traveling Circus. But they were both banned within a year from several Midwestern cities for "exposing themselves" during their acts.
Or as they put it - "giving the audience what they want."
Eventually the circus let them go, and they joined with a couple others, to the same end.
Rather than tone down their act, they worked together and created their own traveling circus. Their new show was based less around amazing beasts and death defying stunts, and more around beautiful women wearing lingerie and performing amazing acrobatics, tricks and illusions.
And, carefully seducing their audience, leaving them thirsty for more.
One magazine had described it as a "traveling striptease with fire" and Alicia embraced it. That became one of their main marketing lines. And she changed the name to the "Fawne Faux Circus" - since it was "kind of like a circus, only more tits and ass," as she often joked. Brittany agreed to the name since most of their startup costs had been covered by Alicia.
There were rumors that Alicia and Brittany were lovers, and they played this rumor to their advantage, often kissing and holding each other onstage. But most insiders understood this was an act. In reality, both women had married rich business men, which helped them to keep the show going since they were often involved in some legal battle or other.