Gumba Girls: Leah Remini and Drea de Matteo

[TPG]

Gumba Girls
with King of Queens: Carrie Heffernan (Leah Remini) and The Sopranos: Adriana La Cerva (Drea de Matteo)
The Pornographer
(MF, phone)


This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!
Feel free to send any comments, suggestions and death threats...


Even for a Monday Starbucks seemed unusually busy that day, but it was while there that I initially noticed and admired a very attractive brunette.

Despite her beauty it was evident to me that she was under some considerable pressure. Dressed conservatively, both her hands were preoccupied with various groceries and dry cleaning while she argued loudly into her cell phone and attempted to pay for her order.

It was then as I watched her leave in a huff that I realized she had inadvertently left her credit card behind. Feeling gallant, I quickly snatched it from the counter and dashed out after her and finally caught up to her across the street.

There she finally hung up the phone to thank me while I took the opportunity to introduce myself.

"I'm Jason by the way."

"I'm sorry—" she said while trying to wrestle with her bags, "I'm Carrie. Carrie Heffernan. Nice to meet you"

With that we then got chatting for a few minutes and I could tell she was majorly stressed out about something.

Normally I wouldn't pry into other people's business or affairs but seeing how beautiful she was yet anxious about something I felt compelled to ask. As it so happened she had apparently just been fired from her latest job, and among other things, was stressed out about having to break the bad news to her husband Doug.

It seemed they were apparently going through some hard times and she desperately needed the work. Hearing her dilemma I then offered her a seat by a nearby park bench, to chat and relax for a few minutes.

"I don't think it would make any sense for me to unburden myself to a complete stranger do you?" she said.

"There's only one way to find out? Please, join me." I offered, "Hey, I don't bite."

This seemed to make her stop and think for a moment before she finally laughed.

I think she was genuinely taken aback at my forwardness, and my determination to talk to her some more.

"Seriously, take a break Carrie." I boldly suggested as I proceeded to enjoy my Latte Grande.

Carrie seemed to contemplate her options for a moment before she finally smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

Considering the circumstances and the horrendous morning she was having it was the best suggestion she had heard all day.

"What the hell." she finally said as she dropped her bags to the floor and joined me on the bench.

Taking a seat we then both fell silent as we appreciated the situation. Here we were two complete strangers who happened to meet coincidentally and were now enjoying a coffee and conversation together. We just had to laugh.

"This is crazy." she giggled, "We don't even know each other."

"Look at it this way, no expectations." I teased, "Who knows, this could be liberating—opening up to someone you hardly know."

"Oh I don't know about that."

With that Carrie and I briefly covered a few topics before she slowly started to open up to me about her problems. It seemed she was concerned over money mainly and the fact that her father had recently moved in with them.

Over the next half hour Carrie continued to unload her problems to me while I pointed out the bright side of things and helped her laugh and relax.

It was then there was another awkward silence between us as we shared a special moment together. No words were spoken during this time but from the look in her eyes I knew she was thinking the same thing I was.

There was a definite and undeniable attraction there. Carrie was after all a very attractive and assertive woman who simply oozed sex appeal.

"Well, I better be going—" she finally said breaking the silence.

Just then as we started to leave I offered to give her my number and explained that if she ever felt lonely or stressed out in the future she could call me.

"No, we better not." she said as she collected her things, "I don't think I could do that. It wouldn't be right to Doug."

"Well in case you change your mind here's my card anyway." I insisted.

With that we parted ways and walked off in opposite directions.

A few days later I was in Starbucks again and this time as I walked back towards my office I happened to pass by the park bench and was delighted to see a familiar face. It was Carrie.

"Well hello stranger" she beamed.

There she greeted me with a friendly peck on the cheek as I took a seat beside her and was happy to see she was in a way more pleasant and playful mood than the last time we had spoken.

Chatting up a storm it was then I happened to glance at my watch and noticed how late it was. Unfortunately for me it was a busy day.

"Shit, I have to go." I exclaimed, "But seeing as you won't call me, I guess I'll just have to hope to bump into you here again."

To my delight it was then Carrie smiled and offered me some hope.

"Well maybe if you're lucky I might call." she teased.

God she was a champion cock tease.

With that I then offered to pass her another business card but she instead informed me that she still had my other card tucked away in a safe place.

"Well in that case you have no excuse. I look forward to hearing from you soon."

"Hmm, I guess we'll just have to wait and see?"

We then headed off in separate directions and I couldn't help but glance back and check out her gorgeous behind.

"What a body, and what a fantastic round ass," I thought to myself, "That Doug Heffernan dude was one lucky son of a bitch."

It was then later that evening around midnight that I received a mysterious call.

At first they rang and hung up, but then called again and finally spoke, and to my surprise it was Carrie.

With that we finally proceeded to chat and she went on to tell me about her husband Doug and father Arthur who were apparently out for the evening leaving her bored and home alone.

Chatting up a storm we then spoke for quite some time and covered several topics before we finally grew a little frisky. Things just seemed to progress rather quickly from that point and before I knew what we were doing or saying we were suddenly engaged in a very steamy phone sex conversation.

"Are you touching yourself Carrie?"

"Yes." she breathed.

"Where is your hand?"

"Between my legs," she admitted meekly, "Inside my panties."

"Are you wet?"

"Yes. Very."

"How many fingers?" I asked boldly.

"Two," she moaned.

Just then, to my amusement it was then as she started to moan loudly and get into it that the others apparently arrived home, and panicking, Carrie jumped off the sofa and abruptly hung up in my face.

"Oh shit! I have to go!!"

The incident made me laugh the entire evening as I tried to imagine what embarrassing situation she had been caught in. I would have paid just about anything to see her reaction or hear her excuse for her current state of undress.

Unfortunately for me I didn't see nor speak to Carrie for the next few days and it took all of a week for her to finally build up the courage to call me again. As expected she was noticeably uncomfortable about the whole affair and I could practically feel her blushing through the phone.

Again I notice that just like the previous call she had waited till midnight to dial my number—only this time she seemed to be whispering.

Hearing her murmur I asked her where she was and she explained that she was outside in the garage having a cigarette while the rest of the family were asleep inside. It was then we talked about what had occurred during our previous conversation and she admitted to me that she had never done anything like that before.

"Well say what you will, but you certainly seemed to know what you were doing." I snickered, "You're a natural Carrie."

To my amusement Carrie seemed to really respond to my compliments.

"Your just saying that cause you want to hear me get off again."

"Well the thought did cross my mind." I admitted, "Besides, you sound so fucking sexy on the phone."

With that I then told her that I wanted to see her again but she replied that she just wanted to keep it simple and over the phone.

"So does this mean we're officially phone fuck buddies?" I joked.

It was then just as I snickered that Carrie seemed to hear something from the house—yet absentmindedly replying to my remark.

"Yeah, something like that—wait I hear something."

A moment later we conversed some more and began to fool around again and it seemed I knew exactly what to say and what buttons to push to really get her riled up.

"Argh—you are so cruel." she whispered.

"And why is that?"

“You know I can't get off in here,”

"No? Why not?" I dared, "What are you wearing?"

"Sweats—I'm just barefoot out here and dressed in a tight singlet shirt and sweat pants."

“Oh really?" I grinned, "Well then why don't you loosen those pants a little—slide you hand inside and let your fingers so some walking."

"And how do you know I haven't already?" she teased.

"Now there's an image." I grinned, "Play with your clit."

Despite her initial objections, Carrie seemed to get incredibly aroused and apparently began to touch and caress herself while standing in the dark damp garage.

It was then to my amusement that just as we started to get going that she was suddenly interrupted by her father once again.

"Carrie!" We heard her father yell from the house, "Are you out there on the phone?"

Just like before Carrie panicked and without warning abruptly hung up on me.

I had to laugh.

The very next morning I arrived to work and prepared for my day when I immediately received a call from Carrie telling me she wanted to meet for lunch.

So much for keeping it simple and exclusively over the phone, I thought. Still, I wasn't going to argue. With that we arranged a place to meet and at 1pm later that day I meet her at the infamous Starbucks store where it all began.

To my delight Carrie took my breath away as she rocked up to our lunch date dressed incredibly sexy and looking better than I had ever seen her look before. There I noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra and had a wicked glint in her eye. She was definitely up for some action.

I was almost certain that she wanted to screw around but we now both waited to see if she would actually go through with it. I suspected she was just waiting for me to take the initiative and make the first move but I decided to make her suffer a little.

It was then a few minutes later that Carrie got up from our table to duck into the restroom and I took the opportunity to strike. Looking around I made sure no one was watching and I followed her inside to take her right there.

Inside, Carrie gasped and giggled as I boldly entered the small ladies room and cornered her.

"Jason! What are you doing?" she giggled as I locked the door.

"I'm giving you want you want—what you need."

Without warning I then grabbed her roughly and kissed her hard on the lips.

Carrie initially resisted but quickly came around and responded by shoving her tongue into my mouth. There I ripped at her clothes and was delighted to find she possessed a phenomenal body underneath.

I eagerly groped and fondled her wonderful breasts and ass with both hands, and picking her up, placed her on the edge of the counter and proceeded to fuck her in earnest.

To my delight Carrie possessed a filthy mind and mouth and talked dirty to me during the entire process.

"Nnrghh yes—fuck me! Fuck my cunt!!"

I pounded into her mercilessly until we both grunted out loud in orgasmic bliss.

It was then to my surprise that she began to sob and I suspected it was most probably from having a guilty conscience. While she sobbed I then straightened up and offered her a supportive hug but she instead pushed me away and insisted I leave.

"Just leave." she told me bluntly, "Please, I need to be alone right now."

With that I left and headed back to work.

During the day I found myself constantly thinking back to our little encounter and judging by her reaction I didn't expect to see or hear from her ever again. Still in my mind it was all well worth it as she was one of the sexiest little pieces of ass I had had.

It was then to my surprise a few days later that Carrie called out of the blue and immediately dispensed with any pleasantries and started to talk dirty to me.

Playing coy I responded with, "Who is this? I think you have the wrong number."

"You bastard," she growled in her Brooklyn accent, "You know exactly who this is—stop teasing."

"Yes I do." I finally admitted, "But I thought you liked being teased? How are you doing Carrie?"

"I have to see you." she insisted, "I haven't stopped thinking about you all week."

To my surprise Carrie then suggested that we met at a bar as she was apparently going there later that evening with a few girl friends.

Of course I happily agreed and it was there that I was introduced to one of her friends, gym buddy, Adriana La Cerva.

Right away there was a strong attraction between Adriana and I but I dare not act on it. Instead the three of us shared a few drinks and then hit a local club where Carrie and I planned to get a motel room afterwards and have some fun of our own.

Unfortunately for us Carrie happened to get absolutely trashed and Adriana took pity on her and invited us back to her apartment across town. There Carrie and I had some fun in the spare bedroom but for the most part she was way too wasted to enjoy herself and soon passed out.

To say I was disappointed would be the understatement of the year. I had been looking forward to getting her on a bed and all to myself from the moment I had met her but now the opportunity had been wasted over some drinks.

Meanwhile it seemed Adriana was feeling a little frustrated and restless after our night out and had opted on taking a shower to relax. Hearing the shower, I naturally grew curious and quietly snuck over to the door to take a look.

It was then I was delighted to discover that Adriana had conveniently left the door slightly ajar, just enough to treat me to a wonderful show. There I watched in wonder as Adriana leisurely pampered herself with various lotion and soaps and caressed and lathered her glorious body.

I was spellbound.

To my delight Adriana had the most exquisite tan lines I had ever seen, and from my vantage point at the door I could clearly see that she was in fact totally utterly hairless and clean shaven downstairs.

The revelation absolutely astounded me, and at that point I was so rock hard and frustrated I actually considered rushing in there and taking her on the spot but thought better of it considering Carrie was half cognizant and falling in and out of consciousness.

It was then a few minutes into the wondrous peep show that I was shocked to discover that Adriana in fact knew she was being watched, and instead of being annoyed or furious, she glanced over her glistening wet body and simply smiled slyly at me.

She clearly enjoyed being watched.

Incredibly frustrated and aroused, I finally grabbed my things and decided to leave Adriana's apartment. I just couldn't handle being in that apartment and in that position. I knew that if I stayed I would give in to my urges and do something I would regret later.

Still, over the next few days I repeatedly recalled back to that night's events and cursed myself for not taking advantage of the situation. As sexy as Carrie was she was after all married, and I could never forgive myself for not making a move on Adriana who was single like me and had the best body, and more importantly the best ass I had ever seen in my entire life.

It was then during this time of reflection that I got a call out of the blue—from Adriana?

While I tried to figure out how she got my number, she didn't waste any time and immediately proceeded to talk dirty to me. Thankfully I was too shocked and suspicious to respond appropriately and it was only a moment later that Carrie suddenly snatched the phone away from her sexy friend and surprised me. It was apparently their idea of a phone prank.

"Busted!" Carrie mocked, "You didn't know who it was did you?"

"No, of course not" I lied.

With that the three of use then arranged to meet for a coffee for lunch, before the girls prepared to head off to the gym together.

There Carrie apologizes for the terrible night we had had and promised to make it up to me. It was then as she stepped away to chat to her husband on her cell phone that Adriana and I got chatting.

"So did you have a good time the other night?"

"Of course—you know I did." I grinned.

Thinking for a moment Adriana then smiled, "Did you enjoy watching me?"

I simply smiled as I treated myself to another sip of coffee.

I was sure I didn't need to tell her how much I enjoyed myself, watching her lather up her incredible body. I was positive she already knew but now just wanted to hear me say it.

"You knew it was me who called earlier, didn't you?" she asked, and judging from my smile I didn't need to answer her.

It was then she cautiously handed me her number and told me to call her later.

Playing coy I replied, "Call you, for what reason?"

To my surprise Adriana leaned forward and plainly replied, "For a fuck. Are you up for it?"

I almost spat out my coffee at her frankness just as Carrie returned to our table.

Adriana was refreshingly honest and to the point, and with that I kissed Carrie goodbye and flashed Adriana a knowing look before I returned to the office.

Back at my desk I waited all of two hours before Adriana called. She had apparently just driven Carrie home and had arrived back to her own apartment from the gym.

"So how do you want to do this?" she asked.

"Do what?" I said playing dumb.

In my mind I was still very suspicious and apprehensive about the whole thing and wasn't sure if I was being tested by Carrie or not.

Thankfully Adriana was aware of this and determined to convince me right away.

"Stop fooling around—you want to fuck or what?"

"Of course I do—you know I do."

"Why don't you just drop by my place right now?"

"Well, I'm working for one."

"Well I'm going to go take a shower—and it shouldn't take you more than 15 minutes to get here, right?"

I had to laugh at her determination. She was almost as bad as I was.

I think that's what had attracted me to her so much. Adriana wasted little time in playing games and seemed to know exactly what she wanted and how to get it.

Hearing the conviction in her voice I finally replied, "OK—I'll be there in ten. Just don't start without me."

"I can't promise you anything." she replied, "I'm so horny right now I could scream."

"Jesus." I laughed.

"Just hurry up and get your ass over here—" she added, "I need some cock, and I need it now!"

Hearing this I immediately slammed down the phone and yelled out to my secretary.

"Grace! Can you let the guys know that I'll be away for a few hours—"

With that I rushed over to Adriana's apartment and to my delight found the door unlocked.

Inside I quietly wandered through the apartment and noticed that while the bathroom was filled with steam it was empty. Listening intently I then heard some faint sounds emanating from the hallway and followed them into the bedroom.

There I found Adriana lying in the middle of the bed, butt naked and with her long slender legs spread wide—plunging a large pink rabbit vibrator in and out of her hot searing bald cunt.

God she looked incredible.

"Nghh Nnhhh uh—about time." she whimpered as she continued to eagerly fuck herself with the noisy toy.

Without wasting anytime I quickly undressed and joined her on the bed.

Adriana and I now began to see each other on a regular basis all the while I continued my affair with Carrie. At one stage Adriana even considered telling Carrie about us as she wanted to invite her to join us in a threesome but we both knew that in the grand scheme of things Carrie wasn't really ready for such an arrangement.

Truth was that as hot and sexy as Carrie was she was in actual fact very prudish and inexperienced—although in the time I had spent with her she was slowly starting to open her mind and grow increasingly confident and kinky.

In fact I now had Carrie meet me at various locations around the city during the day to engage in public sex, and had convinced her to get around without wearing any underwear whatsoever, something she had never imagined doing just a few months earlier.

Meanwhile Adriana had also played her part as she suggested and introduced toys to Carrie and bought her friend a brand new vibrator for her birthday, and had even convinced Carrie to take up aerobic pole dancing classes in an effort to impress me.

I was the luckiest man alive.

Still, as sexy and enthusiastic as Carrie was, Adriana on the other hand was an absolute vixen. She just couldn't get enough and now demanded I fuck her in the ass each and every time we had sex.

Not only that but we had introduced some toys into the mix and Adriana frequently got off to the fantasy and sensation of double penetration when we fucked. I would frequently fill her ass completely with my cock while she would then stuff the entire length of her toy into her searing snatch.

She was an absolute wildcat who was open to all and any suggestions, and it seemed the nasty it was the hotter it made her. She was the perfect fuck buddy.

It was then a few weeks into this new arrangement that Adriana began to date some other guy on the side (Christopher Moltisanti) and while out shopping one afternoon I bumped into her and a friend—which she introduced to me as Meadow Soprano.

Funnily enough Adriana almost immediately picked up on my attraction for Meadow and she soon began to constantly bring her up during our very hot and steamy sex sessions.

To my delight Adrianna constantly teased and talked about corrupting young Meadow and turning her out—describing in great detail to me on how she would love to eat her teenage cunt and 69 her, and watch me fuck her sweet virgin ass.

As expected these lewd suggestions turned me on to no end and we shared some monster orgasms together. I was also delighted to find that this lewd and seedy train of thought seemed to fascinate and excite Adriana as well, until finally one night after one of our many sex sessions she broached the subject.

"Seriously, you think we could do it?" she said while rolling up a joint.

"I can't see why not—Meadow is a just another horny teenager as well."

"I really want to see you fuck her." Adriana told me.

"I wouldn't complain." I admitted, "But I gotta say I'd love to see you two get it on."

"Hell yeah! You know I would." Adriana grinned, "And I bet she could eat pussy with the best of them. She just needs to be trained and have someone show her how."

We both laughed as she then added, “If only Carrie could see us now.”

With that we then hatched a plan in which we would invite Meadow Soprano over to Adriana's place one night and then get her drunk and take advantage of her.

Everything now seemed to be great, and I was very much looking forward to our future plans when things suddenly and abruptly became complicated.

"We have to talk." Carrie Heffernan told me over the phone. "I'm pregnant."

Fuck.

[Sikk Puppy]

I like that man, good read

[TPG]

yeah right lol - I suppose your gonna take credit for Starbucks as well