Laurel opened the door to the women's dressing room and waved to Dean, who disappeared into the men's. The room was long and narrow, with several make up tables with mirrors surrounded by light bulbs. A few costumes hung on the rack along one wall; a beat up couch rested in the corner of the room.
"SO much for stardom, eh, kid?" a woman's voice greeted Laurel from behind a dressing screen in one corner of the room. "I've been in classier johns! How about you?"
A beautiful face appeared from around the screen, a big smile on her lips. "Hi! I'm Doris. You and I and that super-beautiful lovely hunk of man… uh… Dean, I think they said his flame was… are starring in this first sequence!"
Laurel smiled back at the stunning brunette. Doris stepped out from behind the screen and the grin froze on Laurel's face.
Doris was an absolute knockout! Shorter than Laurel by a full six inches, the girl had breasts that stuck out of her chest like flesh-colored half melons. They were probably the same size as Laurel's but on the smaller girl they looked even more spectacular. And her waist! Doris had a waist size most girls could only dream about. Its tininess fully spotlighted the ample swell of the girl's ass moons and her short, perfectly trimmed legs.
"Y-You don't have any hair down there!" Laurel stammered as her eyes were drawn almost magnetically to the other girl's bare, pouting lipped pussy slit.
"'Course not! I shave it every day," Doris laughed. "I think my puss is one of my nicest features, and men love to see a lady's nice features!"
Laurel found Doris' mindless giggle infectious. She was laughing along in spite of herself, her initial nervousness slowly receding.
"Hey, we'd better get into our costumes!" Doris said abruptly, as if she had just remembered where she was. "Here, this is mine and that one's yours!"
Laurel took the offered costume from the beautiful brunette and eyed it dubiously. All it was, really, was the skimpiest, most transparent set of baby doll pajamas and matching negligee Laurel had ever seen!
"Oh, well," the redhead muttered, unbuttoning her blouse. "What did I expect in this kind of movie?"
Laurel hung up her blouse and skirt carefully as she shed them. She peeled off her pantyhose and put them over the hanger, then took a deep breath and undid her bra and stepped out of her panties.
"Holy Jesus! What a fuckin' build you got!" Doris sighed with wonder next to the naked redhead. "No WONDER they wanted you and me for this scene! It'll melt the damned screen, once we get goin'! Boy, am I gonna enjoy making THIS flick!"
Laurel started to ask the gorgeous little brunette why she was so happy about appearing with her. But Doris had already gotten into her outfit – a flimsy pajama set much like the one Laurel was to wear, only the color being different – and was poised by the door to head for the sound stage. Laurel held her question and slipped into her thin garments quickly.
"Ahhhh! Here are our two little lovelies now!" the old distributor shouted excitedly when Laurel and Doris came out of the hall and wiggled onto the set. "Over here, my ladies, and get into this old four-poster together. We are ready now!"
Laurel wondered what kind of kinky scene this was to be, with her and Doris sharing the same bed.
But she realized that the scene and the movie had to be completed before the squad could bust the whole operation, and she climbed into the beautiful four-poster, canopied bed next to the foxy brunette. Besides, Laurel told herself confidently, there was nothing she hadn't tried by now when it came to sexual matters!
"Now, this is the story!" The captain took over directly at this point. "Doris is your kid sister, Laurel, and she is out of town overnight. You and Doris become… involved, and Dean catches an early flight that was supposedly booked up and gets home one night before he was due in. He catches a cab home to surprise you, and finds you and Doris. Okay?"
"Got it!" Doris winked confidently at the captain.
Laurel didn't know what the big deal was about a man coming home and finding two sisters sleeping together, but she didn't want to seem dense in front of the whole cast and crew, so she nodded that she understood too. The captain smiled and waved to the crew, then at the two actresses.
"Action!"
Doris scooted over next to the taller girl in the bed. She smiled a soft, seductive smile that caught Laurel utterly by surprise. The smaller girl's hand crept onto Laurel's chest.
"Gee, Sis, it sure is good being here with you, kinda like it used to be when we were young girls at home," Doris whispered quietly, her fingers slowly untying the bows that held Laurel's top closed. "You remember how I used to steal into your room, late at night, and crawl in with you? You remember the fun we used to have, talking about boys and all the things they wanted to do to us? Remember how we used to try and show each other what the boys wanted? How we'd play?"
The captain was nodding frantically to agree, so Laurel gulped and said she did remember. Doris smiled again and undid the last of the four ties, Laurel's full, rounded tits rolling into view as the thin top fell to both sides.
"Ohhhhhh! Sis, let's play again!" Doris sighed hotly, her eyes caressing the beauteous mounds before her fingers could embrace them. "I've missed these so much! So very much!"
With that, the attractive brunette's head drove down onto Laurel's big jugs, Doris' lips finding the redhead's left nipple and sucking hotly upon it. Shock waves throbbed through both tits, just as shock was surging through the petrified Laurel's disbelieving mind.
She's… she's a… a queer! Laurel screamed inwardly. This voluptuous, sexy girl was a flaming lesbian! And Laurel was expected to play this scene with her, to bend to the brunette's perverted desires… whatever they might be!
All of Laurel's ideas about having done it all sexually went flying out the window. This was something she hadn't bargained for at all! Laurel knew nothing about homosexuals except that they were disgusting people who, did unspeakable, disgusting things to each other. The trembling redhead wanted to tear her breasts from the hungry insistent mouth feeding upon them so lovingly, to scream out curses, to run wildly from his degradation – but she didn't.
For the first few moments, after the initial, immobilizing shock had worn off, Laurel steeled herself to the ordeal by remembering how close they were to the final pay-off on this case. They were all depending upon her. She couldn't quite now, no matter how awful the things she was asked to do turned out to be! Besides, Dean was to catch them together. Maybe he would come bursting through the door any moment now, ending this part of the movie!
Laurel convinced herself that his entrance was imminent. The reluctant redhead lay back on the pillow and closed her eyes, praying for deliverance and imagining it was a man's lips covering her tits with burning, sucking kisses, licking their pointy nubs until the tiny pink ends stood up, fiercely erect.
Doris wasn't stopping with Laurel's big breasts. The still unwilling redhead felt the other girl's hand brushing softly over her trembling belly. Gentle fingers parted the taller woman's thick copper colored fur patch. A tender, caressing finger slid into Laurel's dry gash, toying and playing with her clitty until her pink cleft was filled with clear, blood-warm lubricant. Doris put another finger in the tight opening and worked her wrist in a smooth, flowing motion, stabbing her fingers in and out. Laurel's seething cunt with a maddening, gripping friction that soon had the luscious red-haired girl panting with desire and moving her hips to meet the electrifying penetration.
"Ohhhhhh! Oh, damn you! Damn you, you've made my… my pussy so hot!" Laurel whined, her head writhing on the pillow, her eyes still tightly closed.