Message-ID: <19525eli$9902010428@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "TV Fantasy Admin" Subject: STORY : Christina Ricci - The Sexual Escapades of CR 5 : The Ice Storm Party - MF - By ? Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.hetero,alt.sex.stories.moderated Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <36b49b33.0@grendel.df.lth.se> Archived at www.tvfantasy.com. The Sexual Escapades of Christina Ricci: Episode V: "The Ice Storm" Party Fall 1996 The Friday night before the Monday that filming was scheduled to begin on Chris' latest feature, "The Ice Storm," 20th Century Fox decided to throw a big party at one of the producers' houses for the cast and crew to get acquainted. Chris didn't even want to go because Mac couldn't make it, but she decided to go anyway because she knew that it would be looked down upon if she didn't. So, Chris slipped on a pair of cotton panties with little flower designs and a boring brassiere, got dressed in a pair of jeans and a Red Hot Chili Peppers T-shirt, put on a tight choker, put on a black sweater, lit a cigarette, got in a cab and went to the party. Chris was pretty bored at the party until she met her co-star Elijah Wood and they started talking. Chris was enjoying Elijah's company, partly because he was a friend of Mac's and he was telling her stories about him, and partly because she thought he was kind of cute. After about twenty minutes, he asked her if she wanted to go upstairs to one of the bedrooms so they could have privacy, "you know, to talk." Chris hesitated at first, but decided that it would be okay, so she lit another cigarette and let Elijah lead her by the hand up to the bedroom. Upon entering the room, Chris saw a bottle of champagne sitting in a silver bucket of ice next to the large bed. When her eyes looked up, they saw a mirror above the bed and she also noticed a video camera on the dresser. "Maybe we should, like, go, like, somewhere else," Chris said nervously. "Why?" Elijah said as he closed the door behind them. "This is PERFECT." "Um, okay Elijah," Chris responded meekly. "Come here." Chris walked over and looked up at him. "You are SO beautiful, Christina. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on," the five-foot-six fifteen-year-old said. "I want to make love to you. Then, I want to make love to you again." "Oh, Elijah," Chris said, blushing, "I think you're hella cute, but I love Mac. Besides, we just met." Elijah wasn't going to lose that easily, so he leaned forward and kissed Chris gently on the lips, then whispered, "He'll never have to know," in her ear. Chris didn't react negatively; she just stood there. Seeing this as a good sign, Elijah took her hand and led her to the bed, where she sat down. He walked over to the dresser, where he turned on the camera, then walked back to Chris. After she had one last drag, Elijah took her cigarette and placed it in a near-by ashtray. Chris exhaled the smoke into the stuffy air and said, "Wait, wait. We can't do this No--" "Shhh . . ." Elijah lifted a finger to Chris' now quivering lips. "Yes, Christina. The answer is yes." After that, Chris protested no more. Elijah pushed her so that her back hit the mattress and climbed on top of her. He pulled her forward to bring her still-trembling lips to his and kissed her, then again and again. He pulled her sweater off, then her T-shirt. Elijah loved the scenery: Chris' tits weren't very big, but they weren't small either. Her stomach was perfectly flat and her body looked more like a woman's than a girl's. Chris was embarrassed about the bra she was wearing. Oh my God, she thought. I'm sixteen-years-old and I'm wearing a kids' bra! Elijah didn't care, though, and probably didn't even notice. He pulled her jeans down her slender legs and didn't notice that she was also wearing "kids' panties." Chris was usually an animal in the sack with boyfriend Macaulay Culkin, but with Elijah she was--possibly because of the events of that day in the movie theater months ago and possibly because she had never cheated on Mac before--very scared. Chris was surprised when her mouth opened and the words, "Be gentle," came out. "Don't worry," Elijah said, "I won't hurt you." Elijah, still on top of Chris, grabbed the champagne bottle and opened it with a loud POP noise. He took a swig then brought it to Chris' lips so she could sip from it. She barely tasted it before he pulled the bottle away, spilling it onto her chin, then her neck, then her bra, then her stomach, and finally onto her panties. He put the bottle aside and smiled at Chris, who tried but couldn't smile back. Elijah didn't mind, he just leaned in and kissed her. She did KISS back. They tasted the champagne in each other's mouths, then Elijah broke the liplock and began licking the champagne off of Chris' beautiful chin. He licked his way down to her panties, which he gently slid down her soft legs and off of her body. Elijah immediately returned his attention to Chris' midsection, now uncovered. He didn't waste any time, quickly burying his face in the beautiful black jungle that was Chris' pussy. Chris gasped with a mixture of surprise at the sudden movement and--of course--pleasure. She closed her eyes and moaned softly while thinking of the dozens of times Mac had gone down on her. He was so good at it, Chris thought, and she felt guilty for cheating on him. She knew that Mac was often unfaithful himself, but she had never cared. Chris opened her eyes and looked at the top of Elijah's head. He was working furiously, as if he needed to eat pussy, rather than breath, to sustain life. "Oh, oh, oh yeah," she quietly moaned. The pleasure that Elijah's tongue was causing as it explored Chris' insides steadily increased until she finally climaxed. As Chris shrieked, "Oh, oh, uh, oh, oh oh, oh, uh, uh, oh, oh, yes, yes, yes," she felt both physically and mentally drained and all thoughts of Mac left her mind. Elijah looked up, his face covered in girlcum. "Wow, Christina, you're quite a gusher, aren't you?" This time Chris managed a little smile and replied, "Yeah, I guess I am. If you come over here, I'll help you clean up a little." Elijah had an evil grin on his face as he leaned towards her. When they were face-to-face, Chris extended her tongue and began licking her own cum off of Elijah's cheeks, nose, chin, and especially his lips. Then, Elijah and Chris pulled his shirt off, exposing his underdeveloped chest. Chris ran her little hands all over Elijah's torso, and licked and bit his nipples, to which Elijah grunted approval. Next came his pants and underwear. As Chris pulled them down, she was a little disappointed. Elijah's erect cock wasn't really small, actually it was about average size, but Chris had, for some reason, been expecting more. Perhaps she was hoping for it to be the size of Mac's. But it's not really the size that matters, she decided, it's how you use it. Elijah was a little TOO eager to use it, though. He put his hands on Chris' waist and momentarily caressed her. Then, he flipped her onto her stomach and started massaging her butt. "What are you doing?" Chris sounded scared. "Don't worry," Elijah said. "It won't hurt very much." She knew what he was talking about and said, firmly, "NO!" Chris rolled onto her back and gave Elijah a little smile. She ran her fingers through his hair and said, "Front door only." Though he was dissapointed, Elijah was willing to play by her rules. "Okay," he said and started rubbing her thighs. "Uh, uh, oh yeah. That feels really good, Elijah." He continued rubbing Chris' thighs and then began sucking on one of her tits. "Oh God!" Chris shouted while running her hands across Elijah's back. "Yes!" Elijah stopped sucking on Chris' tit and stopped rubbing her thighs. He opened a drawer to the table that was next to the bed and pulled out a condom. He ripped open the wrapper and pulled out the rubber. He was about to put it on when Chris took it from his hands. "Here," she said, "let me do that for you." She grabbed his dick with her right hand, pushing it and pulling it just to get a feel before covering it with latex. The moment the condom was on, he plunged inside of her tight twat. Chris' thoughts--as Elijah moved back and forth, panting and grunting--returned to Mac. She loved him so much and again felt guilty for betraying him. It wasn't as if she NEEDED another man to satisfy her sexually; Mac was extremely good in bed. EXTREMELY good. At the moment when Chris was thinking about just how good Mac was in bed, she realized that Elijah was pretty damn good, too, as she climaxed for the second time, shouting, "Uhhhhhhliiiiiiiiijaaaaaaaaaaah!" Moments later, Elijah also reached orgasm. After a minute of rest, he kissed Chris' forehead and went to the video camera and turned it off, then to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. Christina Ricci stared up at her body--naked except for the choker--in the ceiling mirror and contemplated whether or not to tell Mac about her escapade with one of his best friends. She then looked to her side and saw Elijah coming back to the bed. It looked like his cock was starting to get hard again. Maybe I better keep this to myself, she thought. Archived at www.tvfantasy.com. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----