The Angelica Tales

The Angelica Tales Pt. 2 By Samantha Burnett

--- This story contains: Lesbian, Humiliation, Reluctance, Anal

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Angelica did not look forward to the meet & greet she had agreed to participate in. It had only been after some pressure from her mother that she had given in. She was sick of the power her mother still had over her. Any time she wouldn't budge, her mother brought up therapy sessions. "If you're going to be like that, you can count on me pulling Jolene on board again," her mother had sneered in a text. Jolene was the boring therapist she had had to spend two hours with every day because of her mother's brilliant plan: introducing followup therapy after Angelica came out of rehab. It was the second time Angelica had been sent to rehab after all, and now she needed structural changes in her behavior. But Angelica's mother being who she was, she didn't care so much about her daughter's drug use. She just wanted to be able to control her, which was why she started using the prospect of introducing Jolene again just to get her daughter to do what she wanted. And that meant that her daughter was going to work a lot harder on building out the Boucheron brand, instead of partying and lazing around.

And there she was. Fortunately she had made peace with today's fate. Her mother's management team had set up the meeting. Some girl who won some contest online or something. Angelica didn't know the first thing about the contest. She just knew that she was participating in the meet & greet, and that she'd meet Evelyn, the lead of her mother's management team, downstairs in the lobby of the hotel where the Boucheron family was living at that moment. It was only at the last minute that she found out that the "meet & greet" actually meant that she'd have to spend thirty minutes with the contest winner. Thirty minutes! Those assholes. What were they even going to talk about during that whole time? Angelica had no doubt Evelyn had kept those details back to get her to cooperate.

A small crowd had already gathered in the hotel lobby as Angelica then came out of the elevator, wearing a short designer white dress wrapping her delicious body perfectly, a nude colored pantyhose, and custom designed Louboutin high heels. Immediately faces were pointed in her direction. Whispers. Someone pointing. Was that her?

The icy stare in the gorgeous girl's blue eyes, the way she walked, with a confidence that was often mistaken as arrogance, how she seemed to not notice anyone in the room and seemingly stared at nothing while making heads turn everywhere, there was no mistake that the star was in the house.

She found Evelyn, the blonde woman in her mid-forties, or as Angelica sometimes called her, "Miss Botox", standing near the bar, and it was time to report for duty. A smile appeared immediately on Evelyn's face, mostly because Angelica was on time and did not seem to be in the worst of moods even after her mother had pressured her to do this.

"There you are, you look great Angelica," she sucked up to her, before immediately getting to business. She nodded in the direction of the small group of people. "You see the girl in the middle with the brown hair and the red sweater? That's the one. Her name is Eve, she's the winner."

Angelica stared at the brunette. Half long hair, simple red sweater, red backpack, short denim skirt, white sneakers, assessing her quickly from the corner of her eye. Great, at least she seemed to have.. potential. Who carries a backpack though. Was she planning to go hiking after this?

"I just talked to her, she's shy. The people with her are her family and some friends I believe, but you don't need to talk to all of them, that would take too much time, and they didn't win the prize," she said, half jokingly, although Angelica didn't perceive it as a joke. She wasn't planning on talking to anyone else. "I suggest you take her to some private spot at the hotel bar here on the ground floor, you know where I mean, right? I'll make sure there is staff serving."

"Okay," Angelica then said, somewhat absent minded, but confirming that she knew enough, and started to make her way towards the group of people while putting on her best professional smile, which hardly looked like a smile. It was a hint of a smile at the corners of her mouth, but her eyes didn't cooperate. All eyes were on her, and the group fell silent immediately as Angelica's high heels clacked on the tiled floor as she came towards them.

Without paying attention to any of the other people in the group, Angelica's eyes pinned on Eve's, and she extended her hand as she stood in front of her, taller on her very high heels, although without them, they seemed about the same height.

"Hello, I'm Angelica Boucheron," she said in her so very typical soft, but very articulate voice. It seemed completely redundant for her to introduce herself, including her last name, but that was how she had learned to introduce herself since she was a little girl, and this was how she still did it.

"I'm Eve- .. Eve Harper," the beaming girl in the red sweater said, and it seemed as if her forehead was sweating a bit.

"Nice to meet you.. you can come with me," Angelica said in her most professional voice, as she half turned. But some others in the group weren't going to let this chance slide, or at least give it a shot.

"Can we get a selfie Angelica?" one spoke up. "Or an autograph?" someone added.

Angelica turned her face to the group, took a short look at them, perhaps trying to figure out how much effort that would be, but quickly made up her mind.

"Maybe later.. prize winners go first," she said. "Come."

"She said maybe she'll come back.." one of them whispered excitedly as Angelica then walked off, with Eve following her.

She walked in front of Eve, her graceful strut followed by all the eyes in the now quiet group, leading the very excited Eve towards the hotel bar next to the lobby, where they'd have some privacy.

Eve didn't even dare walking next to her it seemed, she stayed behind a few steps while Angelica walked towards a corner with two large leather lounge chairs, where she sat down, followed by Eve, after she had put her backpack on the floor next to the chair.

Immediately a waiter showed up, and asked what they wanted to drink.

"A ginger tea and ice water with lime," Angelica said, and the waiter nodded. "Ma'am?" he then turned to Eve. Eve looked a bit helpless.

"You can order anything, they'll make it. Maybe not alcohol.. how old are you?" Angelica assisted.

"Sixteen," Eve said after grinning sheepishly.

"Can she get alcohol?" Angelica then asked the waiter with a serious face.

"I'm sorry.." the waiter responded with a smile.

Both Angelica and the waiter waited for Eve to make a choice. "Also a ginger tea please."

"So tell me about yourself," Angelica slowly crossed her right leg over the left, exposing even more of her slender leg, while her shoe swayed back and forth slightly.

Eve clearly felt very tense, and while she might have prepared a little something to share with Angelica, she seemed to have forgotten what to say.

"I run a Facebook page for you, a fan club," she then blurted out. "It already has more than twenty one thousand followers," she added proudly.

"Oh, is that right.. that's very nice of you," Angelica responded, trying her best to seem interested and appreciative. The truth was that she didn't care one bit about popularity, she didn't follow any trends, and whenever Evelyn would share news about how her socials were doing, she usually just shrugged. Her Insta was managed by Evelyn's team, and sometimes they needed pictures, that's all she knew. "What do you do there? Like what do you post.."

"Oh, you know, pictures of you most of the time. And like, trivia quizzes and stuff like that. Sometimes something from the news -" but Angelica interrupted her.

"What was the last trivia question?"

Eve seemed to gulp. She wasn't sure if she'd look stupid if she'd tell Angelica what sorts of questions and answers she had thought of.

"Well it was.." she fidgeted, while the waiter was just putting the drinks in front of the two girls, and Eve discreetly waited until the waiter was gone, "well it was a bit silly.."

"I don't mind. I can tell you if the answer was right."

"Well the question was.. if you had ever dated a boy."

Angelica smirked just slightly. This was at least somewhat fun.

"And what was the answer?" she asked Eve, now with an amused spark in her eyes.

"Well I, I couldn't find anything about that.. so the right answer was no."

Angelica looked at her, and Eve seemed to grow even more tense under Angelica's scrutinizing.

"I have dated a boy once."

"Oh, you have..?" Eve answered, seemingly a bit disappointed. Her trivia answer had been wrong.

"Yes, but he turned out to be gay. So I thought, maybe I should also try that," she answered in a serious tone. Eve stared at her in disbelief, not sure if Angelica was joking or not.

"Really?"

"He was very gay."

"No but I meant, that you also tried it then.."

"Oh. Well, no. But he did make me realize I had been staring at girls as long as I can remember. So it was a useful date."

"Oh, heh," Eve smiled awkwardly.

"Can I use that in my trivia?" she then asked in a more serious tone, a blush on her cheek.

"Sure.." Angelica answered, barely even interested, while studying Eve a bit more.

"Thanks," Eve smiled, already pleased to have new material for her fan club page.

Angelica took a few sips of her ice water, before suddenly looking at Eve again, and caught her staring at her leg, or her foot.

"You like them?" she bluntly said.

"Huh?" Eve then said, her cheeks red as she looked into Angelica's eyes again.

"My shoes, do you like them? Or were you staring at something else?"

"No, I mean, I wasn't.. " her face flushed, "I meant I like your shoes."

Angelica stared at her, and the machines of her evil mind were being put in motion.

"Do you want them?"

Eve grinned awkwardly, surely this was a joke. But there was no smile on Angelica's face.

"What..?"

"Do you want my shoes..?" Angelica repeated, her tone dead serious, articulating even more than usual. Eve seemed confused, did Angelica actually want her to give her her shoes..?

"I-.. I mean, aren't they super expensive..?"

"I don't know, I never buy my shoes."

"Oh, do you get them for free..?"

"I don't know. I think it depends." She genuinely didn't know the answer to this question. Sometimes she went to a boutique and walked out with at least a pair of shoes, another time it was part of an outfit that was designed for her, there were all sorts of ways. Very rarely did she go into a shop and then hand her credit card over to the staff. Most designers were only hoping for the Boucherons to wear their things in public.

Angelica took a sip of the ginger tea, and it made Eve realize she still had her drink too.

"I can't tell if you're joking or not.. like, are you serious..?" Eve then carefully asked after taking another sip of her tea, and looking at Angelica, clearly nervous but wanting to make sure at least.

"Yes I am," she said, without a hint of amusement in her eyes this time. "But I can't give them to you here, or else I won't have anything to wear," she added after a slight pause.

Eve was still puzzled. Was she actually going to get Angelica's shoes..? Which probably cost.. thousands..?

"So you will need to come to my room. And you have to earn them," Angelica added.

Eve grinned, while the surprise on her face grew bigger and bigger.

"Go to your room?" she asked, as if suddenly it appeared that there were all kinds of bonuses included in the meet & greet. Was she going to see Angelica Boucheron's room? This was even cooler than what she had been dreaming about!

"If you want my shoes."

Eve just nodded, clearly excited about how this was unfolding. She had expected only some small talk with her idol, but there seemed to be much more.

Angelica then uncrossed her legs, and stood up straight, legs together, not caring about their unfinished drinks.

"Come.." she said, not even giving Eve another look, as she confidently made her way to the nearest elevator.

Eve rushed to fetch her backpack, and hurried after Angelica towards the elevator, as Angelica had already pressed for one. Once it arrived, both of them got in, and Angelica pressed a code to get to her suite. The elevator took off, and swiftly lifted the two to the 35th floor.

"This is really cool," Eve blurted out, looking around in the elevator as if there was something magical about the box they were in. For her, actually being on her way to Angelica Boucheron's suite had been unimaginable.

"What's in the bag?" Angelica then asked.

"Huh?" Eve looked at her, as if she had forgotten there was a bag on her back. "Oh," she smiled nervously, "well it's something I wanted to ask you too, if it's okay -" she seemed nervous again, "I wanted to organize a raffle for the Facebook club, so I brought a few pictures of you, and I thought that maybe if, if it's okay, if you could sign them, then people would really like it," she explained. "I also brought a marker," she added.

Angelica nodded. A raffle. Was she a child or something? Didn't she say she was sixteen?

"Maybe later," she only answered, and Eve nodded, seemingly satisfied. It wasn't a 'no' after all.

The elevator stopped at the 35th floor, and the door opened, leading to a hallway. The next door opened automatically, and Angelica walked in front, into her huge suite. It was how she lived. The Boucheron family owned a few permanent houses, but they were hardly ever there. The family followed wherever either Mister or Mrs. Boucheron needed to be for work, or as Angelica's dad called it, "capital expansion".

Walking into Angelica's suite, there was a bar along a small kitchen, and further down was the lounging area, or living area, with a great view of the city through the top to bottom windows, and around the corner was Angelica's bed, all in one space. The bathroom door was just around the corner of the entrance.

Eve looked around curiously, although she didn't dare to go into the suite on her own, staying close to Angelica.

"Is this where you live..?" she asked, and perhaps she did believe it, she just didn't believe she was actually here.

"Yes..?"

Eve nodded, looking around once again, towards the large windows of the lounge area, then to Angelica again.

"Just you or.. do other people live here too?"

Angelica wasn't sure what to make of that question.

"Are there other people living in your bedroom?"

Eve grinned. "No," she said, sheepishly.

Angelica then calmly walked behind the bar, opened the fridge under the bar, and before long, she was filling up two glasses of champagne. She always had a stash, even though it was difficult to arrange booze sometimes. Some among the hotel staff were either assholes, or her mom had once again explicitly instructed them to not give her alcohol. But at this place she knew a guy, so she had a stash. Sure, she had had to threaten him a bit, but it didn't take that long before he budged.

"Do you have pictures of me in your room?" Angelica then asked, trying to imagine how far Eve was into this whole 'being a fan' thing.

"Yeah," Eve said immediately, smiling.

"How many?" Angelica inquired, as she put the champagne back in the fridge.

"Oh, ehm. At the moment? Five. No, six."

"What do you think about when you're looking at them," Angelica continued asking as she walked back around the bar with two champagne glasses filled to the rim.

Eve hesitated, an embarrassed look on her face. "I mean.. just about how fun you are, and how pretty you look." She seemed to swallow her nerves. "Thanks," she said as Angelica gave her a glass, not daring to ask what was in it, not at this moment anyway.

Angelica was starting to enjoy intimidating her lucky fan like this. It was one of her favorite things in the world: messing with people's heads.

"Have you ever had fantasies about me?" she then asked, in a sharper tone.

Eve started to become even more nervous, as she took a quick sip from her drink, while Angelica calmly sat down on one of the stools at the bar, crossing her legs like she had done downstairs.

"Sometimes," Eve admitted, not daring to lie, but immediately looking away.

Angelica didn't say anything for a while, causing Eve to look at her to see the expression on her face. Had she said something wrong? Did her hero think she was a weirdo..?

"Have you ever fantasized about kissing me?"

Eve cringed slightly. Oh god. Where was she going with this? Should she lie?

"Yes," she then said, with her face looking like a tomato. She didn't dare to lie.

"How many times?" Angelica shot back at her, in an interrogative tone.

"Two or three times," the poor girl answered, although Angelica suspected she was lying this time.

Angelica paused again, and she knew very well that those pauses were making it worse for the brunette who was still standing in front of her while she was sitting on the stool.

"What else did you fantasize about?" she inquired, before calmly taking a sip from her champagne.

Eve's eyes darted around in the suite for a few seconds, as if she was trying to see if there was an escape.

"Hugging too," she then answered, her voice slightly trembling, it proved to be very hard to lie to her hero. Angelica's tone had a tendency to intimidate people in the first place, and even more so in a private setting asking questions like this.

"Is that so.." Angelica smirked just slightly. She was going to have some fun with this one.

"I won't do it again if you don't want me to," Eve suddenly apologized, looking into Angelica's eyes, a deep blush on her face, her eyes big.

This time Angelica could barely stop herself from grinning, something that probably did not happen more than a few times per year in the first place. This was pretty hilarious.

"Why would I not want you to?"

Eve stared at Angelica, as if she wasn't sure she wasn't tricked into giving some kind of wrong answer.

"If you think it's weird," Eve answered, insecurely. She sure as hell wasn't going to tell the fan club about this conversation, their big leader having to confess to all these things to the one and only!

"Do you want to make me feel good?" Angelica asked after another intentional pause.

"Of course," Eve nodded, perhaps assuming that she'd have to make Angelica feel better after the crazy things she had told her about what she had been thinking of in her room.

Angelica kept quiet once again, eyeing up Eve multiple times, squinting slightly, as if wanting to decide if this was the right moment to take things to the next level with her, admittedly cute, brunette fan. She decided that it was.

"You have to get on your knees," Angelica said, as if she was explaining a rule of a game only she knew.

Eve looked puzzled, but not wanting to be difficult after the things she had confessed earlier, she bent through her knees already, no matter how awkward.

"Here, or.." she looked up, kind of expecting Angelica to join her there on the floor for some reason.

"Yes, here," Angelica said decisively.

Eve's knees then finally touched the floor, and she looked up at Angelica sitting high on her stool, her one Louboutin dangling not far from Eve's nose. The look on Angelica's face had changed. She was no longer just the ice queen. This was the look of the Angelica who'd control her object of arousal completely, an Angelica who wouldn't stop until she got what she wanted.

"Take my foot and kiss it," she then said, that articulate tone cutting through the otherwise quiet space.

"I.. I mean.." Poor Eve could hardly make sense of it.

"You said you wanted to kiss me, didn't you?"

Eve might have had the feeling that Angelica was trying to get her to do something embarrassing just to bully her, but Angelica was very serious. When Eve looked up into her eyes once more, she was greeted with that intimidating, icy stare, worse than her usual.

"Okay, ehm.." Eve then said, as she then nervously reached out, carefully took Angelica's nylon clad ankle, and brought her foot towards her mouth, the Louboutin with the very high heel still on. Then, after looking up once again to see if Angelica wasn't grinning and making fun of her, which she definitely was not, she bent her head slightly and placed a kiss on top of her idol's foot, with her hand cupped around Angelica's ankle, able to smell Angelica's perfume, to almost feel her skin.

Angelica looked down, with a hint of a smirk around her lips.

"Another.." she said calmly, as she looked down on her little fan club boss.

With that deep blush still on her face, Eve bowed her head towards Angelica's foot once again, and put another careful kiss there, before looking up to Angelica, too afraid of letting go of her ankle, or perhaps forgetting that she was still holding it.

"Did you like that?" Angelica said, while staring down on Eve.

The overwhelmed girl in front of the stool, still cupping Angelica's ankle, just nodded.

"Do the other."

Angelica patiently waited, as Eve then finally let go of her ankle, casually uncrossed her legs, and crossed them the other way, facilitating Eve to get to work on her other foot.

While visibly nervous, Eve did not seem reluctant, despite the crazy things Angelica requested her to do. Not in her wildest dreams would she have thought she'd once kiss Angelica Boucheron's feet. The same Angelica she had plastered her bedroom walls with.

Carefully now lifting Angelica's other ankle with her hand, this time she didn't need instructions, and she even seemed slightly eager when she put another few kisses on top of her hero's dainty, nylon clad foot, before looking up with her brown puppy eyes, as if she needed validation to know she did a good job.

"Do you like touching me?" Angelica then asked her, her critical gaze down on Eve.

"Yes," Eve answered, clearly still insecure about all of this, but undeniably enjoying this somewhere deep inside, while sounding as if she needed to scrape her throat, but didn't.

Angelica stayed quiet, and kept staring at Eve with her piercing eyes. Did Eve say something wrong? Something inappropriate? Had it been a trick question? Did she upset her? Should she apologize for what she just said?

"Go on then.. touch me anywhere you like," Angelica then said.

Eve stared up in disbelief. She didn't seriously just.. what did that even mean? But Eve didn't get much time to think.

"Well? You don't want to?"

"No I do, I.." Eve answered uncomfortably, still holding Angelica's ankle, and then, feeling pressured, but wanting to at the same time, she reached out with her other hand, and stroked along Angelica's calf.

"No," Angelica interrupted, and Eve, shocked, immediately withdrew her hand, terrified of really having done something wrong this time.

"Just with your fingertips.." she corrected her.

Eve nodded. Yes, with her fingertips. More carefully, she reached out a second time, and then let her fingertips run softly over Angelica's delicate pantyhose, still wary of another interruption, not daring to look up to Angelica. But there was no interruption. Did that mean she was getting the green light to touch her like this? And did she really say anywhere she liked? Surely she didn't actually mean 'anywhere'. She blushed again at the thought, but safely keeping the strokes of her fingertips under Angelica's knee, up and down her calf.

"Don't miss a spot," Angelica then remarked critically.

Immediately Eve was triggered again, and started to make sure that she also ran her fingertips along Angelica's shin, back to the top of her foot where she had kissed her before, along her ankle, but all safely under her knee.

Angelica then extended her other leg, and with the tip of her toe, she pressed against Eve's shoulder, who looked up with caution in her eyes.

"The other too," Angelica simply said.

Eve even managed to smile just slightly. That wasn't a reprimand, that sounded like an encouragement to her. Was she doing a good job? She certainly did like her job.

Eve switched to Angelica's other leg, and repeated the enjoyable process, softly, slowly running her fingertips along her idol's lower leg, with a bit more confidence now.

"Higher too," Angelica then instructed.

Did she really mean that she wanted her to.. it was hard to believe. But given how clear and impatient Angelica had been before, she knew better than to ignore the teen's demand.

Carefully, still unsure whether this was actually what Angelica had meant, she let her fingertips run along her knee, and up, along the part of Angelica's thigh that was visible under her white dress. That slim, smooth thigh, wrapped in sheer nylon, it was difficult to not get aroused. And to think this was actually Angelica Boucheron she was touching. Right in front of her eyes. This was so crazy.

Meanwhile, Angelica was getting more and more turned on. She loved those nervous touches almost as much as messing with her cute little fan's head. She felt her body warm up, and had to try to resist the urge to immediately devour the poor girl who was still sitting in front of her, with that dorky backpack on her. But no, she was going to take some time with her prey.

Eve was a hard worker. Even while staying safely under the hem of Angelica's dress, at least there she made sure she didn't miss a spot she could reach, as if her fingertips were her brush, and Angelica's gorgeous legs were her canvas. But the canvas was still very demanding.

"Don't forget the other," Angelica remarked, and the usual iciness in her tone seemed to have softened somewhat.

Eve made sure to comply to the wishes of her ultimate object of admiration immediately, and switched back to Angelica's other leg.

After Angelica let Eve pamper her like that for another while, she then suddenly withdrew her leg. Eve respectfully let go, and watched as Angelica then slid off the stool she was sitting on, stood up straight, then turned around, parting her legs slightly, giving Eve a perfect sight on the back of her legs, accentuated even more by the high Louboutins, the shoes that she had been promised.

"Go on," Angelica simply said, without looking behind her, once she had brought herself in position.

Eve wasn't sure what to do at first, but figured she was expected to repeat the process from behind, and she was happy to do it. Hesitantly only for the first few seconds, she reached out to Angelica's right leg again, and trailed her fingertips from Angelica's ankle towards her knee, determined to make her goddess feel good again.

But it didn't take long before Angelica then reached behind, and in a slow, but very sure motion, pulled her white dress up, inch by inch, exposing more and more of herself, up her thighs, and over her small, perfectly round butt.

Eve had trouble concentrating on what she was doing. Oh god, what was happening. Was she even allowed to look? But she had to peek again. Was Angelica not wearing any panties under her sheer pantyhose..? Oh jesus. She tried hard not to mind what Angelica was doing, and figured she'd just continue with her duty. But there was no dress anymore to mark the line. It was gone. But that didn't mean.. Eve respectfully limited her light touches beneath where the dress used to be.

"I said anywhere," she then heard Angelica's voice, clearly impatient.

Eve quivered at the tone, and as if she had just gotten a small, encouraging electric shock, her fingers ran higher, hardly believing she was now trailing over Angelica's butt. This was crazy. The idea sent a glowing feeling to her loins, as she used both hands to trail over Angelica's perfect cheeks.

But for Angelica, it wasn't enough. After maybe a minute of enjoying the brunette's fingertips on her scantily clad butt, seemingly casually but so very clearly, she lifted her left foot, and with a clack of her high heel, put it down inches to the left, causing her thighs to spread more, at the same time bending slightly more and putting her hands on the bar in front of her to support herself. The pose was not just inviting, it was provocative.

"Stop being a prude.." she then said over her shoulder, her tone soft, but her words hitting Eve hard.

Eve felt overwhelmed once more. What did she mean? Was she actually suggesting that she was expected to.. but what if she wasn't? What if she touched somewhere inappropriate and Angelica would scold her and she'd be kicked out of her room? No, no, she wanted to stay here forever.

Blushing deeply, not daring to ask anything, she then ran her fingertips towards Angelica's inner thighs, carefully stroking her, expecting protest any second now. But Angelica didn't protest. She sighed, and willingly remained in her position.

Eve ran her fingertips high up Angelica's thighs, and Angelica yet again felt impatient, caused by her ever increasing arousal. But instead of saying anything this time, she arched her back a bit more, as if offering her pussy to Eve. She'd better be taking the hint.

Eve was on the verge of panicking. She couldn't just.. or could she? Seeing those pussy lips through the sheer pantyhose, as if they were the ultimate trophy, beckoning her to touch, but what if it was a trap? What if.. but what if Angelica would think she was a prude again? She did call her a prude once already. Should she just be bold?

With these doubts still running through her mind, it seemed like an impulse when she then slid her fingertips over Angelica's cheek again, and then carefully shifted to her pussy lips. It was hard to believe what she was doing. Still terrified that Angelica would snap and send her away, she nervously stroked along her lips. But the short, soft squirm that escaped Angelica's mouth, the slight trembling in her thigh told Eve she must be doing something right.

Feeling reassured she wasn't doing something stupid, she felt a bit more freedom, trailed her fingers over Angelica's butt again, then back to her pussy lips, and Angelica allowed it all, clearly enjoying the exploring little touches, loving the feeling of those somewhat nervous, soft trails and tickles over her body. She let her body warm up, a sigh escaping her lips more than once.

As for Eve, she could still hardly believe she was here on her knees touching Angelica Boucheron's pussy. Her favorite star. None of her friends would believe her if she'd ever tell them. Should she even tell them? She was probably going to keep this as a secret. She felt so good, so smooth, so delicious.

"Kiss it," she said, and despite the soft volume of her voice, her articulation got the intent across easily.

Eve shivered slightly. Kiss her pussy? But by then, it was clear that Angelica wasn't playing innocent games. And despite her nerves and Angelica's intimidating presence, Eve had to admit to herself that she was deeply turned on too. She'd like nothing more in the world than to give a kiss on those delicate lips hidden under just the thin layer of nylon.

She leaned towards Angelica's beautiful tushy, feeling her face glow as she even smelled her sixteen year old goddess, and then planted a soft, slow kiss on Angelica's pussy.

"Another.." Angelica sighed, enjoying the way Eve didn't just plant a prude little kiss, but a good one. One that was full of intent.

She waited, reveling in the feeling of Eve's soft, willing lips between her legs, and when she finally withdrew, Angelica stood up straight, and turned around to face Eve, who was still kneeling in front of the bar.

Standing on her high heels, looking down on Eve with an aroused, predatory look in her eyes, Eve must have felt even smaller than her physical position made her to be. Angelica didn't say a word as she then stood another step closer to Eve, her smoothly shaven pussy visible through the pantyhose right before Eve's eyes, as she bent forward. Eve wasn't sure what she was planning to do, but then felt Angelica tug down the straps of her backpack. She willingly let it slide off her shoulders, but the moment it dropped to the floor, Angelica already tugged on her red sweater. The sweater needed to go. So did the simple, purple bra that was under it. Suddenly Eve was sitting there topless, in just her denim skirt, black sheer pantyhose and sneakers, the nipples on her small breasts hard and pointing forward as she sat there waiting for whatever fate Angelica had planned for her.

"You have to stand up," Angelica then said as she lowered her hand and put her index finger under Eve's chin. It was the kind of phrasing she had started to use when she had been playing with other kids when she was 10, and she still used it.

Eve would not have minded staying on her knees with the beautiful view that she had, but no one would even consider disagreeing with Angelica, especially not in a situation like this. Eve got up from her knees, her flustered face, Angelica standing half a head taller on her high shoes.

Without a word, Angelica reached to Eve's wrist, and led her hand right towards her crotch again. Eve only knew one thing she might be expected to do, and that was to continue her fingertip game. It appeared that that was exactly what Angelica wanted. She breathed, satisfied, and this time Eve was able to see the expression of arousal on her face. Angelica's mouth was opened slightly, her quick breathing easily audible, as she then reached out to the hem of Eve's denim skirt, finding the button, and started opening it while she was letting the cute brunette play with her pussy.

Eve didn't dare to protest even if she wanted to, and patiently let Angelica open her skirt, while she kept pleasing Angelica between her legs. With a quick tug, Angelica then made the skirt fall to Eve's ankles, making her stand in just her sheer pantyhose, a purple thong under it, and her sneakers still on. She awkwardly stepped out of the skirt, and even while doing that, she kept doing her duty. Angelica then reached back, and started unzipping her white dress while enjoying the way this cute brunette made her feel, then pulled it up instead of down, over her head, and dropped it.

Angelica wasn't wearing a bra, and her perky, small round breasts came into view for her little fan. But Eve didn't have much time to stare, as Angelica then leaned into her, and simultaneously brought her mouth close to Eve's, who stood frozen to the floor at the prospect of being kissed by Angelica, while out of sight, two of her slender fingers suddenly felt in between Eve's legs, pressing on her damp lips through her pantyhose and thong.

Angelica kept stroking between her legs slowly, as she then started to kiss her. Poor Eve was paralyzed by all that was happening for a few seconds, but then managed to awkwardly kiss Angelica back. But it didn't take long before Angelica wanted tongue. For Eve, everything was happening in a daze, while Angelica got hornier and more demanding by the second. She kept kissing Eve passionately, their noses touching, their upper bodies pressing against each other, both of them keeping one hand busy in between the legs of the other, Eve tickling, Angelica pressing firmly against Eve's clit.

"Come here," Angelica then suddenly broke the kiss, and grabbed Eve's half long hair in a bundle, withdrawing her hand from Eve's legs, with Eve forced to do the same. Gasping, the brunette was lead towards Angelica's huge bed around the corner of the lounge at a quick pace.

Angelica kicked off her heels, reached to the hem of Eve's pantyhose, then aggressively tugged down both Eve's thong and her pantyhose to just below her butt, before pushing Eve onto the bed, and guiding her by her hair to lay on her back. All this time Eve didn't dare to protest, overwhelmed by Angelica's aggressive touch.

With Eve now on the bed, Angelica then started to peel off her own pantyhose, and Eve couldn't help but stare at how the girl from the posters got completely naked with her in the room. She was even more gorgeous without clothes than she had imagined.

But Eve didn't get much time to appreciate the view she had of that beautiful naked body. Angelica walked towards the bed, crawled over towards Eve's face, and without any warning, lifted up her leg and straddled her face, Angelica's bare naked butt suddenly only an inch away of Eve's eyes. Oh god oh god. Was that small, round butt actually Angelica Boucheron's butt?

But this wasn't a staring game. Angelica slowly but surely squatted down more, towards Eve's face, who had trouble processing what was happening, with the mix of sweet perfume and the musky smell of Angelica's arousal overwhelming her.

"Start kissing," she said, in that ever entitled, dominant tone.

But Angelica didn't stop there when it came to controlling her little fan. She positioned herself so that her right butt cheek was hovering Eve's mouth, then lowered her cheek onto Eve's lips, very precisely guiding Eve where to kiss her. All Eve had to do, was to purse her lips quickly, and place a kiss right on Angelica's cheek.

"You have to keep kissing," Angelica then said in a slightly annoyed tone, after she only felt Eve's lips against her butt once.

Eve immediately complied, and started to rhythmically kiss that perfect butt, while Angelica kept being helpful by gradually moving forward, guiding Eve's kisses towards her thighs, then to the left so that her other cheek was getting attention. She carefully controlled how she was getting her appetizer, before she decided it was time for the main course. Or one of them, anyway.

She moved back again so that her labia was touching Eve's nose, then adjusted her position so that her pussy was right against Eve's mouth. Eve hesitated, but mostly because she wasn't sure yet if she was allowed. But with what Angelica had her do before, she decided to be bold this time and then kissed her pussy, and kept kissing it when Angelica didn't seem to plan on moving, as per Angelica's instructions.

Angelica loved the insecure, obedient but eager kisses from under her. There was a thrill in feeling someone's reluctance, someone's nervousness, especially when it was combined with someone's clear excitement. Pushing girls like that over the edge, shocking them, that was definitely a good cure against boredom from time to time.

"Have you ever thought about licking my pussy?"

Eve was in some sort of twisted heaven down under Angelica, and only realized she heard the voice of her devious angel again seconds later.

"Yes," she then said, genuinely, embarrassed, but at the same time encouraged by what Angelica was already putting her through.

Angelica gave it a few more seconds before she allowed Eve to proceed, enjoying the sensual worship she was receiving between her legs.

"You can lick my pussy now."

The inexperienced motion with which Eve's tongue then pressed against her outer lips, which quickly turned into lapping, had Angelica's thighs tremble with pleasure. Little miss fan club boss licking her pussy like a good kitty.

"Slower. And don't miss a spot.." she instructed.

Eve complied immediately, and switched from her short laps to longer, slower laps, all the way from Angelica's clit to her rim, doing her very best to be as thorough as her goddess demanded this time. Her neck would probably hurt for a while after this, but it was all worth it.

Angelica let her hands run over Eve's upper body as she was straddling her, playfully tugging at her nipples, then roaming towards her belly button, and up again. She didn't care that much about giving Eve pleasure, or at least, not for the sake of it or because she had any feelings for her. There had to be some sort of entertainment to it. She was more of a taker. But there was some more fun to be had playing with this one.

While Eve kept doing her chore between Angelica's legs, Angelica's hand than ran down Eve's body, towards her smooth pussy, in perfect sight with her pantyhose and thong pulled down like that and her legs spread slightly, and she forgave the brunette for temporarily holding her tongue still as she assertively reached down to stroke her outer labia, and before long, slid her slender index finger into Eve's soaking wet pussy. Apparently she wasn't the only one enjoying herself. But her forgiveness didn't last forever.

"Don't stop," Angelica then said, and then unexpectedly gave a firm, wet sounding slap on the staller's pussy.

Angelica could feel the sigh of the poor girl against her saliva covered labia, and it made her enjoy her little correction even more.

Eve immediately got back to what she was supposed to do, through which she earned Angelica's finger back where it was before, her thumb sometimes finding her clit and teasing her just for seconds, causing Eve to pant and interrupt her chore for seconds. Angelica tolerated the small breaks, just as long as she tried hard enough.

That's how Angelica enjoyed herself for a while, with the cute fan girl pleasing her like a good girl, and her playing with the clearly inexperienced girl, sending thrills though Eve's body that she had never felt before. Angelica could easily be called experienced. Sex was her ultimate cure for boredom, and she had lots of it.

The teen celebrity then slid her finger out of Eve, and sat up with her back straight. She looked down at the blushing face under her, then brought her finger that had just been in Eve's pussy, towards Eve's mouth. Eve opened her mouth, not knowing what else to do, and Angelica's slender finger slid right into her mouth.

But nothing else happened, and that was not what Angelica had in mind. She stared down as she removed her finger, then gave Eve a perfectly aimed, sharp slap on her cheek.

"You have to lick," she commanded, right before sliding her finger into Eve's mouth once again.

This time Eve obeyed like a good puppy, and Angelica enjoyed the idea that it might be her first time tasting herself like that, but even more so, feeling Eve's tongue awkwardly press and lick along her finger.

She withdrew her finger once again, but this time, in perfect sight of the girl under her, she brought her hand between her own legs, quickly rubbed her outer lips, then, with an ease that told everything about Angelica's own arousal, she slid her finger right into her pussy, causing a squishing sound before she then started to finger herself with the same finger she had used to pleasure Eve before.

All Eve could do was watch, which she didn't seem to mind at all. But once again she wasn't granted a lot of time to feast her eyes on Angelica, as that finger made her way right back at her mouth. This time, Eve knew what to do. She obediently let the finger slide in, and started licking it, her face flushed but bravely doing what Angelica had demanded before.

Angelica was very satisfied with her little slave. The finger was withdrawn again, slid back into herself, fingered herself some more, then returned to Eve's mouth again, feeding her juices to her eager fan, who dutifully lapped around Angelica's finger.

The ritual continued a number of times, before Angelica had to help herself. Her fingers found her clit, and she started masturbating, but that was right before she lowered herself, and parked her small, perfect butt right on Eve's face, her anus right on top of Eve's nose, who couldn't breathe for a few seconds and waved her arms after a few seconds.

But Angelica didn't intend to suffocate Eve. She lifted slightly, then positioned herself so that her puckered little asshole was pressed right against Eve's lips.

"Lick," the little goddess hissed, accompanied by a mean twist of Eve's left nipple. When Angelica was horny, the people around her had better be making the right guesses about what she needed.

And within a second, Angelica could feel the tip of Eve's tongue against her anus, right before she started lapping as awkwardly as she had done with her finger. Angelica let out a sigh, before she continued masturbating, proper this time, with that tongue nervously doing its work between her cheeks. This was very good.

It didn't take long before Angelica let out a high pitched squirm, while her young, surprisingly strong thighs clenched firmly against Eve's ears, followed by intense trembling.

"H-ahh.. ngg.." Angelica squirmed as she lost herself in an intense orgasm.

Eve's tongue was still lapping at her butt, probably afraid of stopping, although the pace had decreased.

It took about thirty seconds before Angelica then finished, and finally lifted her leg and laid herself down next to Eve, resting on her elbow while staring into her fan's eyes, who just smiled back politely, her cheeks still blushing deep.

"Do you still want your pictures signed?"

Eve seemed confused for a second, but then remembered.

"Yeah if.. if you want, that would be really great," she answered, clearly having trouble switching her mind back from licking Angelica's butt to her fan club raffle.

"Okay," Angelica said after a brief pause, "but then you have to sit doggy for me."

Eve stared at her, confused.

"I.. don't know what you mean."

"Sit doggy. On your hands and knees."

Eve grinned awkwardly, not sure if Angelica was making a joke. But so far, Angelica hadn't exactly been the joking type.

"Okay ehm.."

Still not entirely sure, Eve then turned, and the embarrassment could be read from her face as she then sat on her hands and knees, her pantyhose and thong still pulled down towards her thighs, and her cute butt sticking out that way. Angelica was still laying next to her, looking at her face.

"Are they in your backpack?"

"M-hm..?" Eve answered.

Angelica then slid off the bed, and bare naked, she walked back to the bar where the two were before, and where Eve was stripped from her backpack. She grabbed the red backpack from the floor, and walked back towards the bed where Eve was still sitting like a good puppy.

She climbed back on the bed, this time behind Eve, and zipped the backpack open. Inside of it, besides a few protein bars, she found five large pictures of herself, from some photo shoot, and a golden marker.

"These?" Angelica asked casually.

Eve looked over her shoulder in her humiliating position, while Angelica held up the pictures.

"Yeah."

"Okay," Angelica then seemed determined, "I'll sign until you cum. So that's how many you're gonna get," she said as she casually removed the cap from the marker and dropped it on the bed.

Eve didn't understand what Angelica meant.

"The first one is for free.." Angelica then said, as she sat right behind Eve's butt, put the first picture on Eve's back, and signed it with the gold marker.

Angelica's intentions became more clear as she then reached around Eve's thigh, and started to push against her inner thigh. Eve understood the hint, and put her knees apart a bit more. Just like that, Angelica's fingers slid between her thighs, and started to massage between her legs.

But that was not the only thing that happened. With her other hand, Angelica parted Eve's left cheek, then leaned forward to kiss Eve's right cheek, very close to her crack. She heard Eve sigh, paused what she was doing, before she then buried her tongue in between her cheeks, pressing it against Eve's star, not at all reluctant like Eve had done to her before, no, the intention could be felt clearly.

Eve grabbed the sheets on the bed as she held her breath, while Angelica continued, now using her tongue on Eve's butt as if she was french kissing someone.

"Oh wh- oh god.." Eve squirmed.

"Do you like that..?" Angelica taunted, in between her intense licking.

"I don't, ah-hah.. I think so," Eve desperately clenched her fists.

"Then you deserve another," Angelica simply said, and just like that, she stopped what she was doing, removed her fingers from between Eve's legs, and signed another picture on top of Eve's back, putting it aside from her, just like the other one.

But right after Eve was able to catch a breath, Angelica resumed what she was doing. One finger teasing her pussy, the other hand used to spread her cheek, and there was that skillful, relentless tongue again.

Eve's breath was rapid, inconsistent, and she squirmed as Angelica then started to rub her clit. It was already clear she wasn't going to last long. Angelica could easily make her cum if she wanted to. But what was at least as good as making someone cum, was to make someone suffer in desperation.

And once again Angelica stopped what she was doing, leaving Eve panting on the bed.

"One more?"

Eve didn't answer. Was she conflicted between wanting more pleasure and wanting her pictures signed?

A sharp, condescending smack on her ass followed.

"I asked if you wanted one more," Angelica elaborated in a taunting tone.

"Yes," Eve sighed.

And as casually as before, Angelica took the third picture, and signed it on top of Eve's back.

But when the ritual continued, with Angelica skillfully rubbing her despairing fan's clit, while pleasuring her butt, Eve couldn't take it anymore.

"P-please, you're.." Eve whimpered, but there was no stopping.

Of all the fantasies Eve had had about her biggest idol, never in her life could she have imagined that Angelica Boucheron, the real one, would devour her ass with her tongue and make her cum. But that was exactly what happened. And she came hard.

Angelica smirked as she saw Eve's twitching body, having already stopped what she was doing, and simply grazed Eve's butt with her fingertip, petting her fan as she came.

"Give me a kiss," Angelica then said, while Eve carefully maintained her doggy position despite her orgasm.

Eve then finally moved, and turned to face Angelica, both girls on her knees.

It was about the only time where Angelica's attitude seemed softer. Her hand reached out to Eve's shoulder, and she leaned in for a soft kiss. Eve dared to do the same.

"I think you'd better get dressed. Aren't there people waiting for you?" Angelica then said gently but clearly.

There was a sudden panic in Eve's eyes, as if she was finally dragged back to reality.

"Yeah.." she then said sheepishly, but the way she then moved away from Angelica and off the bed seemed against her will.

Angelica stayed on the bed while Eve got dressed. She lazily took the remaining two pictures, signed them with the golden marker, and put everything back into Eve's backpack, then got off the bed, to simply drop the very expensive Louboutins she had promised Eve in the backpack with the pictures while Eve was getting dressed.

Still completely naked, she then walked towards Eve, who was now dressed gain, holding the backpack in her hand, and gave it to her.

"Good luck with the raffle," Angelica then said, with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

"Thank you," was all Eve could say, still overwhelmed by the roller coaster Angelica had just put her through, before she then turned, looked over her shoulder once more with a beaming smile, her cheeks still flushed and her hair messy, only to be met with Angelica's icy stare, before she finally left Angelica's suite.