A Day At The Beach by Unknown
Celeb(s) – Salma Hayek, Jessica Alba
Codes – FF
Originally posted on August 25 2002 at CSSA
Fun. But strange.
There was a lot of that going around. While the average person filed off to see Jim Carrey mug for the camera once again at the supermegaplex of their choice, down Mexico way in a small town named Puerto Nuevo, something special was happening.
Salma Hayek & Jessica Alba were laughing.
They’d finished a day of shooting their new movie, which was an adventure in and of itself. A hot young USC’s film student’s treatment had, according to tabloid legend, somehow ended up on the desk of Spielberg, who was having the independent film about a Latino coming of age and dealing with his crazy sisters. It had gotten great buzz, and Hayek & Alba both were hired as sisters of the protagonist. After the initial uncertianties, they had become friends on-set, a modified sort of Stockholm Syndrome that kept things nice & peaceable. Though the kid was young and borrowed a bit from Hitchcock’s book, early shooting had gone so well that they’d earned the next day off. However, after having to be up at 7 for makeup and shooting most of the day, they’d decided to go to a small restaurant and eat lobster and kill some stress by way of margarita.
The sunset from the second floor was magnificent, and they quickly absconded away to nearby Rosarito, where they danced at a few clubs, fueled the fires of many a young man’s imagination on the dance floor, and of course, didn’t have to pay for a single one of the 19 drinks they put away between them. They somehow managed to get to the condo/hotel they were staying at for the duration of the shoot, and went to quiet slumber next to each other still in their skimpy party dresses at the crack of 4 a.m.
But at 11 a.m., it all came crashing down. The sun was too bright to ignore and they both moaned in a dazed stupor; tried to get things together. As they tried to shake loose the last remnants of their respective hangovers, Salma suggested they go down to the beach just down the way and chat, try and get rid of this mental cloud while working on their tans. Jessica agreed to it, and left to get ready.
Salma was lying on the secluded beach in a rainbow-striped bikini on a towel. A bottle of lotion and a cooler laid next to her, and she was starting to grow impatient of waiting. She looked at her watch (1:12) and as she looked up again something caught her eye that would’ve stopped any male heart and quite a few female ones as well. Jessica was ambling up the beach, with a football poking out of a nicely wrapped towel in one hand and a stereo in the other.
"Now why didn’t I think of that?" Salma thought to herself as Jessica drew even nearer. The Beach Boys were singing about finding a new place where the kids were hip as Jessica put down her stuff and gave her castmate a solid hug.
"You look absolutely amazing for someone who drank her weight in vodka last night!" laughed Salma. It was true. Jessica had come back wearing a cut off gray shirt with the words "Don’t fight the feeling. You know you want me." in white. The shirt was just barely covering what it needed to–had it been a student, it would’ve gotten 72% for the class–and she had finished the ensemble with a black bikini bottom.
"Really?" asked Jessica quizically, but with a smirk on her face. She looked herself over and turned around, part to check, and part for show. "I still wasn’t thinking right, so I just put on what I sleep in."
Jessica laid out next to Salma, and smiled. "I hope you brought some food. Thank God you remembered the lotion, the sun’s already way up there." Salma smiled at her younger counterpart. "Not to worry." She rummaged around in the cooler, and produced a nice large slice of seedless watermelon. "Last one the bodega had," said Hayek. "You don’t mind sharing it with me, do you?" "Oh, no! Not at all!" exclaimed Jess. Truth was, she would’ve liked to share a lot with Salma. But her head kept telling her to chase those thoughts away. They both kneeled over the fruit, and began to eat. Their headaches becoming a thing of the past, they both ate away.
The sound of Jessica slurping away, the look of her face and her shirt wet with the sticky sucrose gave Salma a weird feeling. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it and it worried her. She had gotten to know Alba quite well, and thought maybe she was just worried about script matters. She settled back down to her modified brunch. Jessica was tingling all over. All her nerve endings seemed sparked and she was sure her nipples were about to break out of this fabric. The thoughts came down in a torrent now, sparking her vivid imagination of what she’d actually been doing an hour ago to herself in the shower thinking about her attractive co-star.
"Hey, Salma? You mind oiling me up?" asked Jess, biting her lower lip. "You make it sound like a chore!" laughed Salma back at her. "Come here." All too happy to obey, Jessica slid back to Salma. Hayek got out the lotion and went to work. Slowly her hands went up and down Jessica’s smooth legs. The thoughts were a dull roar like the blue waves against the surf. No matter where Alba tried to turn her thoughts, it was too much. Hayek’s hands ran over her stomach, and as they got to the fringe of the shirt Jessica reached back, pulled Salma slightly forward, and leaned backward to kiss her, feeling her hard nipples into her back.
Salma didn’t react outwardly to the kiss, but perhaps by making sure Jess had to stay in the same hotel, and by hanging on to the hugs they’d exchange, her body was trying to tell the heart the message. Jessica looked at her with some serious lust in her eyes and before Salma could say a word, Jessica was right on top. Her body and heart were acting as one now, and Salma would reap the benefits. She was all over Salma’s face with kisses and slurps.
"You’re so good…so good…" she kept saying on the rare occasions she came up for air. They French kissed as Jessica undid her top and snaked him from her. She quickly showed the same devotion to the breasts she had to the face, and Salma quit trying to resist. She brought her hands and rested them firmly on Jessica’s ass as Jessica continued work and began to tongue-fuck her navel. Salma loved that– it was a quirky bed thing of hers hardly any previous boyfriend had done, but she loved it all the same and began to tug her nipples to hardness.
Sometimes the body knows before the heart does.
Alba quickly yanked down the bottoms and began to eat Salma out. This was great. "Mmmmmm….yeah…" were all the words Hayek could muster as she wondered how could Jess do this? She knew the simplicity and wonder of it: you simply acted like you were at the best taco shop in the world. "That’s it, Jessica, that’s it!" encouraged Salma. She was wondering how she got in this, and why she should be getting this from someone nearly half her age, but Jessica’s skilled mouth was getting it done. She slipped in a couple of fingers to her box and Salma knew a meteor couldn’t stop her from cumming now. She began to curse and cry out to God (in Spanish!) and soon…but Jessica backed off. "No, no, please, please!" cried Salma, but Jessica was about to take it even further. She got a cube of ice from the cooler and slid it in and out of Salma’s toes. Salma had never had such sensations done to her. Jess slid the cube in and out of her toes and then began to suck them off. Seeing Jess’ sexy smile, feeling her tongue caress her skin, "Where would I rather be than this?" she thought betweeen moans. Jessica decided to go back to her clit after a while and munched down on it fiercely.
"I’m going to…I’m going to..OH GOD! JESUS JESUS JESUS I’M GOING TO CUMMM!" screamed Salma, and suddenly a white hot flash of light hit as her entire body was rocked with the fiercest orgasm of her life. She came for nearly a solid minute. Jessica managed to swallow the initial fluids but after that she just let it happen, cascading down her pretty face, keeping some of it on her lips, her cheeks, ripping off the shirt so it could trickle down her breasts. Salma laid back and breathed for the first time in years it seemed to her. On her knees still, exhausted but happy, drenched in the cum of her lover, Jess relaxed visibly. "God, you were so good. I was waiting for that last night." Salma laughed and said, "Time to return the favor, mami." Chris Issak began to play and Jessica was tingling all over again. Salma licked off all over her cum, the mere touch of her tongue sucking away on her firm nipples almost made Jess come from the start. Salma laid her down and covered her body in lotion, emptying the bottle. With her hands resuming their work of covering the legs, she slid her leg between Jess’ and rubbed away on her clit with it. Jessica was sliding a finger in and out of her mouth in anticipation and then Salma’s breats slid over hers and rubbed in the lotion on hers.
"FUCK!" moaned Jessica. She really wanted to go longer, but she saw Salma rubbing away, her nipples getting hard and her body about to burst again and she couldn’t take it. "I’m going to…Jesus Salma, faster, yeah…I’m going to…" and suddenly Salma pulled her on top of herself for a 69.
Viva Mexico.
Jessica eagerly slurped away again, she knew Salma was getting off on this just as much as she was and suddenly Hayek was underneath her drinking her juices and it was her turn to eat. "Mmmmghh!" was all Alba could manage. Salma reached into the cooler, and went for her secret weapon: an ice dildo. She took half of it in her mouth, and slid the rest of it into Jessica’s ass. Jessica’s head snapped back from the coldness and she went after her pussy with renewed vigor. The muffled moans started to sound alike. Jess got a couple rounds into Salma’s face and chest and Salma came in Alba’s face for the third time. Jessica rolled off the top and Salma thought she was done, but she wasn’t. She was going to exhaust every last drop of energy she could muster. She held her hands with Salma’s, and positioned herself. They kissed and held it. Their pussies began to vibrate against each other and neither broke the embrace. After some more rubbing, Salma firmly placed her hips on Jessica’s ass and let it ride. Jessica was bouncing up and down, and their slick bodies threw it all to the wind. Both of them nearly got off at the same time, their mutual cum managing to splatter Salma’s stomach and the upper part of Jessica’s torso with the force.
They collapsed happily, and smiled at each other.
"We have to do that again." said Salma between moans.
"The moment I get enough strength." smiled Jessica, cuddling up and lying down on Salma’s stomach.
The waves lapped against the shore, the hearts were satiated, the sun shone away on their exhausted bodies, and Marvin Gaye played in the background.
It was quite difficult to imagine a day off better than this.
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