My wife and I had not been talking for a while and sex was definitly off the cards. We were watching a film downstairs in that awkward silence where your waiting for the other person to break the silence. The film showed a naked lady and it immediately give me a rush of life to my cock that hadn’t seen a ladys cunt for weeks. My wife was on a sex ban for me. I went upstairs and thought with a smile of the porn magazines and a night ahead of wanking.
Couple of hours later I heard her coming to bed. I was so close to exploding my load but I thought of something I had been planning for weeks and managed to stop. Tonight was the night for action. I opened the drawer on my bedside table and saw the handcuffs, ropes, whips and a variety of sex and bondage toys. I relutantly forced my bulging cock into some trousers and waited my wifes entrance to the bedroom.
She knocked and came in wearing a see through silk nightie. I trembled but then rage shot through me, I am her husband, how dare she withhold what is mine from me. I forced a playful smile onto my lips and called her over. She tiptoed over and said, “no sex, remember. Just leave me alone”. I grabbed her hand and pulled her over and said “darling you have no choice”. She looked confused, I slapped her face hard and grabbed the handcuffs and pinned her to the bed, I handcuffed her to the bed by her arms. She screamed, we live in a farm area and nobody would hear other than a few sheep and cows.
She cried screamed letting out huge sobs now struggling for ir. I sat down beside her and stroked her leg. She recoiled and spat at my face. I punched her stomach and grabbed her legs, with the rope I tied her legs to the bed.
She was begging and pleading to just be left alone and she would be good and not tell anyone. I laughed and looked in my drawer I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut her nightie off her. She was now naked and her nipples were stiffening in the cool night air. I got even harder if that was possible. I grabbed her boob and touched the flesh that was forbidden for so long and played with it with one hand and wanking with the other. I felt my load shooting up and with a yell and a squeal from her I came over her boobs and stomach.
She was scared now and trying to move away from me. I rubbed my spunk over her stomach enjoying her body shaking and trembling under my touch. I felt her cunt and she was wet, waiting for the ultimate act. Her body enjoyed it, I became hard again.
I walked to the top of the bed and pinched her nose till her mouth opened and in a o shape and within a second I forced my cock in. She spluttered and coughed. The feelings of pleasure shot into my balls and back. I thrust forward and was moaning over her retches and gags. She had tears streaming down her face and was struggling to breathe. I pulled back and sthen thrust forward. I am a good 8 inches and I was determined she would take the most. I started to feel the urge to come and she knew it, she looked at me pleading without words that I pull out and come over her, anything but in her mouth. I thrust so far forward and came into her mouth. I pulled my cock out and let the remaining come go over her hair and face. She was retching and coughing.
“Swallow it” I yelled, she took a big gulp and swallowed and gagged.
Her cunt was wet and was pouring out juices waiting to be penatrated. I got a vibrator and went over her clit and listened to her stifled moans laughing as I watched her try to get rid of what she was feeling. Her body stiffened then she bucked as an orgasm hit her. She screamed my name and her cunt poured out juice onto the bed. She was ready.
I got a pair of scissors and cut off all her pubic hair hurrying and watched my wife lying there, she was in complete submission, she was mine.
I laid next to her and in one movement was over her and with one thrust forced my cock into her. She screamed in pain and pleasure. I had never made her take 8 inches before, she was scared but now I was all there and she was tight. Lubricant was her juice and my come. Her body fit me like a glove and squeezed on my cock. I pushed forwards and backwards and increased my moaning so I didn’t have to listen to her sobs. My body tensed and I pushed as far in as I could and came into her. I laid still inside her till my erection went and then came out. Come fell out of her and she was breathing very quickly and looked at me with fear in her eyes.
“There, you had your fun. Let me go. I won’t say a word” she pleaded. “We ain’t even started yet” I replied.
I walked over and locked the door and put the key in my wallet. I shut and locked all the windows and drew the curtains. I undid the handcuffs and rope and flipped her over. She turned her head to look at me hoping I wasn’t thinking of what she feared. I got my finger and placed it in her ass, She was so dry and tight. She was pleading me to stop and crying and making huge sobs. I smacked her ass with my hand nd laughed as she winced. I walked to the drawer and get a 11 inch dildo. I made sure she saw it and the tears came thick then. I got a bottle of lubricant and put a bit on. I used one hand and prised her open and forced all 11 inches in. She screamed and howled like a wounded dog. The screaming continued for a while. I wanked over her again and got come on her.
“I’m going downstairs, I will be back later. Stay in that position, Don’t even try to take it out. I have bigger which will hurt a lot more.” I snarled. I got a whimper in reply.
I walked away plotting tomorrows fun and games. Before I left I looked at my wife, covered in come, tears, her come and blood. Yes tomorrow will be good.
I can’t believe I was so stupid, I really thought he loved me. I was 17 and he was 19. He had been my boyfriend for about a month, against the wishes of my over baring mother. He was cute, 5 foot ten, curly brown hair and a lovely smile. I am a rather plain small breasted, girl topping the scales at 79 pounds. I have long blond hair that goes down to the small of my back.
Well to get back on track; I was really taken with Bob and love the attention he gave me around his friends. One evening we went over to a friends apartment. I wore the tan skirt that he and his friends really liked. There was 4 guys and one other girl. We had pizza, and wine coolers and settled in for a movie.
I can’t remember the name of the movie, it stunk, but it had a few steamy parts. Bob and I were cuddling under a blanket on the couch and Andy was sitting on the floor near our feet. The others were lounging around the room.
I was enjoying being in Bob’s arms. I liked that if I wiggled a little he would kiss the back of my neck. I could feel him get hard and thought it would be fun to rub his leg with my hand. I slowly ran my fingers up from his knee, to his lap and back each time getting near to the budge in his paints.
I was exciting, knowing that the others had know idea what was going on. I got really turned on when he stated to rub my leg in return. His hand was so warm on my bare leg. As he worked his hand up my leg I got all tingly feeling in the pit of my stomach.
He did not stop there though he started to rub my pussy gently through my panties. I shuttered and choked back a moaned, covering the sound with a cough. I could feel his hot breath on my neck. He moved his other arm around to encircle my stomach. I slowly slid that hand into my blouse. I was in heaven, He was so into me. He squeezed my breast gently and rubbed my nipple. I have small breast and did not need a bra. He cupped the whole breast in his hand. His left hand stopped rubbing my pussy and he started to pull my panties down a little.
I got kind of novice but everyone was watching the movie and none the wiser. He slid a finger between my pussy lips and moved it up and down. I could feel my self getting wet. I lifted my but a little and he pulled my panties so far down that they slid past my knees. I did not care, I was now able to spread my legs wider. I laid back in his arms and shut my eyes.
His warm fingers play in my pussy hair. It was great, I had never had sex and wanted to wait, but it he asked right then I would not have been able to say “no”.
He gently but firmly slid a finger into my pussy, it hurt but it was such a turn on. He began to go in and out faster and I was really squirming now. I had no even realized that he had stopped feeling my breast. I just laid there with my eyes shut.
I felt the blanket slid up a little bit then a little more, the cool draft on my legs made me open my eyes. Ii was shocked everyone was looking at us. Worse Bob had pulled the blanket up enough that Andy, who was still sitting on the floor could see everything and he was using his I phone to record us.
I wanted to run from the room but my panties were down around my ankles. I pulled the blanket down instead. He tightened his arm around me. Telling to Andy that is was really wet. I was so embarrassed. Andy said he had it all on video and would show every one by putting it on face book. I bugged him not to. Andy pulled the blanket down to the floor and asked Bob if he could have a taste. Before I could even realize what he meant Andy had his face between my legs. Everyone was cheering him an and laughing.
I tried not to like it but it was over powering Bob undid my blouse and went at my breast with both hands, declaring “she likes it her nipples are hard. I begged Bob to let go and let me go home. He just laughed and said not yet.
“I want you to finish what you started” and with that he moved my to the floor. He stood over me and unzipped his paints and let them drop to the floor. I started to crawl away but Andy reminded me that he had video and everyone would no I had asked for it. Bob pulled his boxers down enough for his dick to get out. I was the first I had seen up close and It seemed huge. Bob took a hand full of my hair and guided my face toward it. I tried to turn away but he just held tight. He said to give him a blow job. I blew on it and everyone laughed again. Jill, the other girl there said I need to suck on it.
Bob pushed it into my mouth and it hurt my jaw. He began to pump his hip forward and back so his dick was sliding out of my mouth. I gagged as it banged the back of my throat. This my Andy cheer again. I knew he had go back to recording it all.
Suddenly Bob moaned and cum shot in my mouth. I pulled away but he forced my head back and put his dick back in my mouth. His cum was really salty and gross. I though good this over, but then Andy stood up he had dropped his drawers too. He fondled my breast then told Bob he wanted my to blow him. I though Bob would say no but instead he said sure.
Andy had a small dick and I only had to suck it for a moment before he was Cuming all over the front of me. It might have been small but it was sure full. After he plunked down and the couch near Bob and said it had been great. They said they had done this trick often and would keep it a secret if I did. I pulled up my panties and ran outside. I was almost all the way home before I
Was a mess. So I went to my friend Amy’s to clean up. She helped me and said it was no big deal and just get over it.
It was late. As many times before my wife, who I had pretty much been estranged from for years, had fallen asleep early, which I had come to not mind. As I did most every night now, I started to fantasize about her daughter, my stepdaughter, who had just turned 15, and had been supermodel sexy for quite some time. From time to time I would look in her room when the house was quiet, just to see if I could glimpse a nipple slip or a nice view up the leg of the short shorts she slept in- and most times just looking at her was enough to get me hard, at which point, I would jack off and quietly go to sleep. I had been thinking about more, though… and that night as I lay awake, something told me the time was right!
I crept into Sabrina’s room and quietly shut and locked the door behind me. She lay there, uncovered in those tiny red shorts that I’d dreamed of getting inside for such a long time, one leg creeping up and just tight enough I could see her camel toe by the light of the moon creeping in. She looked so sexy- one of her tits had half fallen out of the frail tank top she was wearing and it took nothing to move the cloth to the side to expose her nipple. I softly leaned down and licked it and immediately needed more! Making sure she was still asleep, I carefully but swiftly pulled her shorts and panties off, making her stir, but still she slept! She lay there now- half naked, pussy exposed, ripe for the taking! I had come this far, and now I had to have more of her! I quietly took off my shorts and shirt, and being careful to not wake her, I spread her legs so that I could see her pussy open up in front of me! I gently got between her legs and softly started to lick her pussy. As I tickled her clit with my tongue, she moaned softly in her sleep, but still didn’t wake up!
I ate her pussy until I had to have more of her- and seeing how wet she was, I slowly slid a finger into her. She again purred and moaned softly in her sleep, and the more I finger fucked her, the more she purred- I knew she would wake up soon, so I had to go for the prize now! I climbed up her body, positioned between her legs and as I got my cock started into the opening of her pussy, I pinned her hands above her head. She woke just as I slid my cock into her delicious pussy… as I started to screw her, she had a mix of surprise and shock on her face that made my cock even harder! I slid in further with every stroke, and as her breathing increased, she tried to make sense of what was going on… “Wha… unghhhh!! What arrr… mmmmph… you… aaaa… ow! Wha??” I fucked her harder and held her hands tight above her head. She instinctively tried to move and pull away, but I had her pinned down, my cock already sliding in and out of her, and there was nothing she could do! “What are you doing?????” She asked, between breaths. “I’m fucking you, the way I’ve wanted to for a long time… and I’m going to keep fucking you until I pump your pussy full of the cum that would usually go into your panties that I grab from the laundry…” “Oh, god!!” She moaned, not sure what to think… “P..P..Please stop.. please… I won’t tell anyone… I promise… I p..pp…” As she panted this, I fucked her even harder– her words made me hard as granite, and I pounded into her pussy like a freight train! I knew I would cum soon- and I told her so- “MMMMm… you’re such a little tease… now I’m going to give you what you’ve needed for a long time baby… mmmmm… yes!! God, you’re making stepdaddy cum!!” My cock exploded inside her, filling her pussy to overflowing, and kept pumping her until I’d drained every drop into her!
I relaxed the tension I had on her hands and whispered to her, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” “I can’t believe my own stepdaddy just raped me.” she panted. “And, what’s more, I can’t believe I liked it!” I couldn’t believe it! My dream come true! “In that case, you won’t mind if I do this EVERY night, then, will you, sweetie?”
I think she knew somehow what I was going to do to her- and yet she stayed. This sweet little girl, daughter of my next door neighbors, who I’d watched and masturbated to many times as she played outside, now sat on the couch in my living room next to me, talking to me about her friends and what a nice day it was outside as she sipped a cold glass of lemonade. She pulled back slightly when I put my hand on her leg and told her that I thought she was pretty. And, at her tender age, she was remarkably beautiful- soft blue eyes enhanced her pretty face, framed by wavy blonde hair, done in a loose ponytail now. Her body was tight and thin. Long legs smoothly became a firm, round ass clad today in short cutoff shorts topped by a frail tank top softly hugging her smooth, flat chest. As I moved closer to her and my hand found it’s way to her inner thigh, she instinctively closed her legs a little bit. My hand continued on it’s mission. I put my free arm around her and softly kissed her neck. Her breathing sped up and she blushed nervously as she tried to move away, only to find my hand holding her close. In the process, she’d spilled her drink on her tank top- I saw a chance and moved on it. I moved my face to her chest, lifting her shirt as I did- she protested, pulling her shirt back down, but my lips were firmly on her nipple before she could succeed. SOftly, she whimpered, “W–What are you doing?” I could feel her pulse racing. As my hand found her crotch, I responded, “Do you like it baby? I’m going to show you how beautiful I think you are- I know you’re nervous now, honey- but trust me, it’s going to feel good if you just relax…” I went back to softly sucking on her nipple as I started unbuttoning her shorts. Here, she resisted a bit more, and as she pushed my hands from the button, she nervously whispered, “I don’t think we’re supposed to do these kinds of things…” I temporarily pulled my hand away from her button. And as I grabbed the remote to my DVD player and pushed the play button, I whispered back, softly in her ear, “It’s ok, baby- girls do this kind of thing all the time. Even with grownup guys. You’re too beautiful to not be enjoyed this way.” I put the remote back down as the porno movie started to play. Through her soft protests and attempts to push my hands away from the button on her shorts, I unbuttoned them and slipped my hand in her panties. She pushed her legs together, and as she did, I pulled her tank top up over her face, nearly all the way off. As she whimpered, trying to pull it back on, she let down her guard long enough for me to pull her shorts and panties down to her knees. "Please don’t…“ She whispered, her voice quivering- "Please don’t do this- I promise I won’t tell on you, but please just stop now…" I pulled her shorts and panties off- then her shirt, then I pinned this very beautiful, very naked little girl on my couch, her hands above her head. My cock was rock hard for her, and there would be no turning back now. I HAD to have her completely! "Are you going to be good, or do I have to handcuff you, baby?” I asked, softly. “If you do what I ask you to, I won’t, but if you keep resisting, I might have to…" Soft tears started to roll down her cheeks as she whispered, "I’ll be good- please don’t hurt me…" "Very good then.” I said, letting go of her tiny wrists. As the porno played on the screen, the 18 year old starlet moaned as an older man playing her daddy pounded his cock into her missionary style, and I licked my way down my prize’s tight body. "Spread your legs" I ordered her softly- she nervously complied. I ran my tongue along her pussy slit and tickled her clit with my tongue, getting her nice and wet for what was to come. Her breathing picked up as I ate her pussy- more when I ran my hands along her thighs and massaged her pussy lips while I licked her. I had to have her- I licked from her soft pussy up her belly, ending up on my knees between her spread legs, my cock towering above her. “Now, I want you on your hands and knees, baby.” I ordered as I pulled her up and turned her over, her beautiful, tight ass facing me. She kept her face on the couch as I slipped a finger into her, loosening her up. “I’m going to screw you now, baby- I’m going to fuck you just like that guy is doing to that girl on the tv.” I could see her look up to see the scene of the girl getting fucked nice and hard from behind. She moaned and whimpered as I slowly slid my cock in her- “Please don’t? Ppplease let me go?” She begged softly as I started to push past her hymen and slide in and out of her. With each stroke, I fucked her harder- my cock was swelling up the more she whimpered and asked me to stop- I pulled her hips back to me with each stroke, penetrating her deeper with every stroke- Just at the point she could take no more, she started to moan, “nooooo— no, please stop!! Please?” Her begging was all it took, and in just another minute or so of fucking her doggy style, I felt my cock start to throb, pumping the first load of cum into her she’d ever experience! My cum filled her up, then over filled her- and as I pumped my cock into a few last times, I felt the load sliding out of her pussy, coating my cock and her thighs. Spent, I pulled out of her- then sat on the couch, pulling her up and close to me. "There- now, was that so bad, baby? Try to tell me you didn’t like it at all…“ "You– y- you raped me…” She responded quietly, her head leaning on me. “But I’m glad you didn’t stop when I asked you to. I did like it when you licked me, and your dick hurt at first when you put it in me, but then I wanted you to keep doing it. And I liked feeling your cum in me too…” She leaned her head on me as I stroked her hair and kissed her.“Next time, I guess you won’t be so nervous, then, will you, baby?” I asked"No- “ She looked up at me, smiling slyly- "In fact, I can’t wait for next time…."
At the time I was 22 - married with one child. I was quiet, unobtrusive, never stated an opinion. I had a full figure,large breasts, cuddly body,strong thighs with slim ankles and secretly [I didn’t realise at the time] a very strong sexual urge,which men seemed to pick up on. [I had no idea of this at this first encounter!]
So! - A group of us turned out of this pub at closing [Sort of family,but not closely related!] I wasn’t drunk or anywhere near it. By this I mean I was aware of all that subsequently follows in this story! The group drifted haphazardly along the pavement [Me at the side of my husband] Within the group one man [certainly not drunk either] who turned out to be [I found out later] about 8 years my senior, casually put his arm around my waist and drew me on to oneside and into a doorway. By the time we were in this doorway, the whole group and my husband seemed oblivious to me not being with them any longer.
My chest started to pound as in my innocence, I expected just some quick kisses and to be back within the group in virtually no time at all. It just didn’t occur to me that as blatant an act could last anymore than seconds or minutes! - Excited though I was, I felt scared that my husband would realise and come back before the event had stopped and there would be a confrontation!
Minutes passed as he kissed my lips [Which I admit I responded too] But my neck now was getting kissed and made me tingle especially as he tickled my earlobes with his tongue! My mind while being effected by this show of affection suddenly re-focused as within this necking (Petting) his hands started firstly smoothing my bum & very quickly squeezing my cheeks while pulling me much closer into his front.
Being winter, I had a two-piece suit on, but even with that and his trousers there was no mistaking what I could feel against my ample belly. It wasn’t soft either! - One hand started wandering now and as tho’ to keep me pressed against his penis he held more tightly on to my bum while his other hand smoothed from my hip onto my groin. Between liking and panic, my brain done nothing to stop what he was doing. As his hand now smoothed my belly/upper thigh. - “To open here!” he said and he eased me from the doorway and down the adjacent lane for about 20 yards into a corner of a rear entrance.
I’m not that dumb! I realised he had more than just a snog in mind, heavy petting was tingling between my legs as he again [with me pinned in a corner] went to work on my neck. His cock was even more pronounced as it now pressed hard against my groin and belly. I felt him now feeling up under my blouse having opened the buttons on my suits tunic. I was even tempted now to help him as he tried to force his hands up under my bra’ but his kissing made me ignore helping as I felt my bra’ ping and both his hands grasp both my now exposed tits.
Expertly he [with my nipples between the ‘V’ of his fingers tweeked my breasts making my oreoles crinkle [which I very consciously felt happening] - “Nice tits there!” - The little time my mouth wasn’t being kissed allowed me to giggle as he started to open the buttons on my blouse. I became oblivious to time as he now suckled my hardened nipples. My toes tingled in my shoes as first one and then the other got sucked!
My skirt was being eased up my thighs all-at-the-same time as his hands now seemed to be everywhere. They weren’t that cold, but now smoothing my naked thigh I could feel my vagina responding [I was getting wet] As if he knew, he stopped sucking and kissed me as though he was desperate and knew my mind was pondering as to if I stop him now or let him. [Fuck me that is!] His fingers were in my knicker’s and on my pussy and easily opened me and feeling inside me as he thumbed my clitoris.
I half heartedly put my hand down to push his hand away, but like magic my hand touched a very warm hard cock just as it in turn touched my belly where he’d pushed my knicker’s to one side. I just couldn’t stop from opening my legs as he pulled at my knicker’s trying to make my vagina’s slit easier for his cock to reach.
I clearly felt his fingers Vee to open my lips for it and in an instant he pushed up into me. I wanted him fucking me so much, but said “Don’t shoot it in me!” - As we pounded at each other I found the excitement so high that I knew as I started orgasming that he was cumming and his cock was shooting off inside me. I clung to him now as rapture after rapture taunted my vagina and up inside my belly.
It mattered nothing that coming thro’ my trembling my husband was saying - “Ah there you two are!” - The cock was gone as like a robot I wriggled to get my skirt back down regardles of the spunk I could feel at my vaginas entrance - [God if he tried a feel now he’d have a handful of sperm] This thought made me tingle some more, I felt it was so dirty! - He just had to have seen what we were or had just done! - How long had he been watching? or even, had he actually been watching at all?
All this raced around in my mind as my seducer [Although with his back towards my husband] busied himself putting his cock away without a word being said! - There was no way hubby could have not seen me getting my skirt back down [A rather tight fit over my voluminous thighs and anyway, I still had to get my tits back into my bra’ then do up my blouse and costume top!
He watched, but said nothing! I knew I was trembling with guilt rather than fear at what the end result would turn out to be when he finally challenged me about what he must have knew I’d just done… We caught up with the group eventually, but for a week I found [in-the-cold-light-of-day] it very frustrating that my old man hadn’t tackled me, had a blazing row, or wacked my ass.
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Ah, Melissa. That’s a name that brings back fond memories of a time of passion and illicit romance. Even now, I can taste the hint of cinnamon on her lips and sense the subtle fragrance of an obscure flower that was the essence of the perfume she wore.
Melissa and her husband, a stoic and foolish man whose unpronounceable name I have chosen to forget, lived in the same apartment complex as I. Even so, she might never have come to my attention if not for the fact that we did our laundry at the same time of the morning.
For many weeks we would pass by one another, nodding and wearing that friendly smile that one puts on around a stranger. I had, of course, noticed that she was an attractive woman. Being the man that I am, I never failed to let my eye be turned by a pretty face. Her petite figure and the delightfully graceful bounce in her step were a joy to behold. Having made note of her wedding ring though, I more or less considered her out of bounds as a possible playmate.
Truthfully, that was more because of the actual proximity of her husband rather than any real personal ethic against adultery. To be completely honest, had I met her at a place farther from home, I might not have been quite so reluctant to become something more than just ‘that guy she met down at the laundry.’
Melissa, as I said, was a very attractive woman. She was about thirty as I recall, a bit younger than I was at the time. She was small, standing no more than five feet two inches tall and if she weighed one hundred and ten pounds I would have been surprised. Her beautifully thick, raven hair cascaded down over her shoulders and her rich and smooth skin was a full shade darker than a deep tan would have been on an Anglo.
Her body was athletic and toned, and her breasts appeared firm under the tight fitting tops she preferred. Melissa was gifted with strong facial features that might have put some men off, but I am not most men. To me, her exotic looks were as stunningly beautiful as they were difficult to place. It was only later that I learned she was of Lebanese descent.
As with any new friendship, there came the day when those impersonal smiles became something more. On that day, I was sitting in the laundry, reading ‘Conspiracy in Death’ by J.D. Robb, and yes I am aware that it’s a pseudonym of Nora Roberts. Hell, everyone knows that, don’t they?
I was about twenty minutes into my first load when Melissa came in with her daily basket. We gave each other that friendly, plastic smile, and then she saw my book.
“Oh my gosh, I love that series! I just finished ‘Holiday In Death’ last week! You’ve got to let me borrow it when you’re finished!”
She was actually bubbling with glee over it and I couldn’t help but laugh at her excitement. I mean, the stories are pretty good, but I never imagined I’d meet anyone who would actually become giddy over the prospect of yet another hastily written drama featuring the hard but sexy Eve Dallas and her idolizing sidekick Delia Peabody. Well, anyone but me anyway, I’ve read most of them.
“Sure, it would be my pleasure,” I responded as I flipped through the remaining pages. “'Tell you what, I’m about halfway through it now. By tomorrow I should be done. Why don’t I bring it by your apartment? You can make me a cup of coffee.”
Her brow furrowed slightly at my offer and for a brief moment, the enchanting sparkle in her eye seemed to dim. It lasted but a single heartbeat, but in that time I could see the hesitation and uncertainty she felt at my perhaps overly zealous attempt to be a gentleman. “Hmm, I would like to, I really would, but my husband might not understand…”
Realizing that I had overstepped her boundaries, I raised my hand, smiling in friendly defeat. “I understand completely,” I replied, hoping I could save the moment from becoming even more awkward than it already was. I closed the book in surrender and held it out to her. “Why don’t you just take it now? I’ve got a copy of 'Special Delivery’ I’ve been looking forward to. I can wait to finish 'Conspiracy’ until you are done.”
Melissa smiled brightly and laughed as she took the book from my hand. “Seriously? You read Danielle Steel? You’ve got to be kidding!”
The previous awkwardness gone, I grinned and softly laughed. “Does that really surprise you? She really does write some very steamy prose, you know.”
Melissa actually blushed slightly and said “I know,” while giggling in agreement. Then her smile widened as she went on. “It’s a good thing my husband doesn’t. If he did, he’d never let me read them! He thinks they’re just sappy romance novels. He’d be absolutely scandalized if he knew what those books were really like!” Her laughter was as pleasantly lyrical as it was flirtatious and I couldn’t resist laughing with her.
“Scandalized? Really?” I replied, raising my eyebrows in mock surprise. “That’s a shame. It sounds to me like the poor guy doesn’t know what he’s missing out on.” I smiled playfully as she unraveled my thinly veiled double entendre and after the briefest of moments her eyes lit up again. When she tried to suppress her growing smile by biting her lower lip, I was struck by how incredibly cute she was.
Over the next few months, Melissa and I struck up a friendship that I would never have believed possible before that day. We shared our books and our love of the written word in a way that bound us together. Before the summer ended, we had become better friends than I would have thought possible without the uncomfortable presence of overt sexual attraction encroaching into our relationship.
I say overt because sex was an almost ever present part of our conversation. This we hid behind the thin veil of fictions that were the romance novels we shared. Through them, we could share our more illicit thoughts and desires without having to admit openly that we were actually desiring each other. Over time, I found myself craving her company and the steamy if innocent dialogues I shared with her.
As the weather cooled and the winters rains began to make the complex’s sparse laundry less than comfortable, moving our wash day get-together to the small kitchenette in my apartment seemed as sensible to me as it was unthreatening to her. It was at that time I learned of her taste for cinnamon in her coffee and its acridly sweet scent still reminds me of her to this day.
By January, our comfort and trust had grown to the point where we were sharing more than the passing erotic fantasies found in the shallow pages of dime store novels. Melissa confided in me her deeper desires and I, in turn, revealed my own sordid history of past sexual dalliances. Even then, I could not say there was a promise of anything between us more than the satisfying honesty of having someone with whom we could share such intimate thoughts. Deep in my heart though I could no longer deny how much I had come to want her.
From the beginning, it was painfully obvious that Melissa was happy in her marriage and I came to silently despair that our conversations would remain nothing more than pure fantasy. The truth of it haunted me, because while it was equally obvious that as gentle a lover her husband was, there was a fire within her that he could not begin to comprehend. It was there though, hot and alive in her breast, and every time she spoke of raw passion I could see that longing, that emptiness, slowly eating away at her.
It was a time that was as wonderful for me as it was frustrating. I thought of her constantly, not out of love because I didn’t feel that for her. Nor, I was certain, did she feel it for me. No, it was the chemistry we shared to which I was addicted. For three wonderful days each week I would sit across my table from her, drinking coffee and smoking a cigarette while I lost myself in my never-to-be-fulfilled desire for a happily married woman. It was as glorious as it was maddening.
It was on a cold but sunny February morning that everything changed. I could see from the moment she appeared that there was something on her mind. The normally breezy ease she shared with me had been replaced by an anxiety that I couldn’t quite explain. I knew something was off, and it was with a sense of foreboding that I poured that first cup of coffee.
Watching silently as she swirled her cinnamon stick into the steaming cup, I finally built up the nerve to take her hand in mine. “Melissa, is there something wrong? If there is, you know you can tell me. I’m your friend and if there’s anything I can do…”
Melissa smiled sadly and shook her head. “No David, I’m sorry but there’s nothing you can do. My husband and I are moving away at the end of the month. I… I should have told you sooner, but I just couldn’t bring myself to say it until I was sure.”
“Moving? Oh gosh, I’m really sorry to hear that.” I sat back in my chair and brushed my dark hair back over my head, trying hard to keep my thoughts focused on her, and not to allow the moment to become about my own loss.
Finally, I swallowed my shock along with my pride, and managed to say something that wouldn’t immediately come off as self serving. “Well, I can’t say I blame you for wanting to get out of this dump. So, what happened? Where are you moving to?”
Melissa smiled sadly. “Colorado. My husband got a promotion at his firm, but it means moving to the Denver office.”
What could I do? I just sat there, gripping my cup as I struggled to contain my sadness. Eventually I forced a smile that must have appeared as sad as the one she wore. “I suppose congratulations are in order, Melissa. I’m really happy for you both. Although, I really am going to miss our mornings.”
The words felt hollow and lame even as I spoke them. Sitting there and telling her I how happy I was that things were going so well for them may have been the right thing to do, but deep inside my heart, I felt my dislike for her husband turn into a seething hatred. It was a shallow and selfish reaction but I felt it nonetheless.
What hurt even more was seeing how sorry she was to have to tell me. That thought, the realization that she cared so much for our friendship, touched me deeply. I knew I should have been honored by her feelings but they only served to make the loss of her friendship that much harder to take.
Oh, I tried to deny it, and what followed was an optimistic flurry of attempts to show her how gallantly I could support their decision. All the while though, and through my crocodile smile, I cursed the fate that had stolen her from my life.
Our time together that morning was short and before long Melissa made her goodbye, promising she would drop by again in a few days. Before she left, she pulled a thick and tattered book from her purse and almost reluctantly set it on the table. “This is my favorite book David. You should read it right away. It’s… well, you’ll see.”
Watching her walk out the door that morning left me feeling empty and alone. When the door closed and silence filled the room, I gazed down at the dog-eared and well read copy of 'Sweet Savage Love’ she’d left behind.
That night I poured my customary glass of brandy and sat in my chair as I studied the worn cover of the book. It was a typical Harlequin romance, or so it seemed. It was written by Rosemary Rodgers back in the 1970’s and honestly, I didn’t expect much from it. Oh, how wrong I was.
It was the story of a young woman from the American Antebellum South named Virginia Brandon who, after being raised in Paris, was summoned home during the Civil War by her father. Once there, she quickly found herself in the forced company of a half-breed gunfighter and army spy by the name of Steve Morgan.
Being part Native American myself, I couldn’t help but feel an immediate connection with this man and soon began to find I was being drawn deeply into the story. That however, was only the beginning of what turned out to be an even larger surprise.
With but a kiss at first, and then later in explicit and erotic detail, he seduced and took the young virgin in a way that was almost as forceful as it was passionate. In the beginning he had no love for her, and she less for him, but he found her impossible to resist, and she had no will to resist him at all.
On and on through the first half of the book, the story unfolded of a strong man who took in graphic detail what he wanted and a young woman who failed in her feeble attempts to resist him.
Late into the night I poured over the pages and I could not help but wonder why Melissa would have given me this book of all things as our last story to share. As dawn rose, I fell asleep, wondering what message she was trying to send. Despite the obvious answer, I couldn’t quite believe she intended me to take it as the hint it so clearly seemed to be.
The next few days darkened as a storm moved in and with it so too did my thoughts. I had long sensed Melissa possessed a need far more feral than her husband could fulfill and the unbridled lust portrayed in that book mocked my gentleman’s restraint. I felt a burning hunger build within me as I finished it. By then I could barely breathe when I thought of seeing her again.
Rain was falling in sheets the morning of that third day. A cold wind had carried in a storm that held a fury not often seen in Southern California. As the rain poured down, I knew there would be no casual meeting for our usual laundry day get together. I found myself pacing my small apartment like a caged animal, cursing the storm that dared rob me of the preciously short time that remained in my friendship with Melissa.
It was in that state of mind that I heard the soft knock on my door. I don’t remember running for it but I am sure I must have. I do remember seeing Melissa standing on my porch, dripping wet with the dew of rain running down her face. Quickly, I invited her in, and as the door closed, we stood inches apart and yet could find no words to say.
“Melissa,” I began, but the fevered look on her sculptured face caused my throat to clench and dry. She gazed into my eyes with a terrified wonder as if she were waiting for something both dreadful and sublime. Somehow, in that wordless dialogue we both knew what neither of us could ever say.
Then, with an almost fearful breathlessness, she asked, “Did you read it?”
“Yes,” I said and my hand rose to her cheek.
She nuzzled into it with a pained smile and as I struggled between my masculine need and my gentleman’s restraint, Melissa whispered, “Please, don’t ask. Don’t make me choose. Don’t give me the chance to say no.”
I’ll always wonder if lightning chose that moment to strike, and if there be poetry in a storm it most certainly would have. In that flash, I moved toward her, pressing her against the wall and crushing my lips against hers.
She may have resisted for a moment. I remember the dull and weak impacts of her fists on my chest as our bodies came together. Tightly, she grasped the cotton of my shirt, pressing her balled up hands against me as if to push me away but even then her lips parted, accepting my kiss in what could only be described as an agonizing surrender.
The powerfully sweet aroma of her perfume and the lingering taste of the cinnamon on her lips rushed through my senses, marking them with a beautiful and indelible memory. It was a memory that would become an ache of desire I would be cursed to forever crave. When my tongue glossed across her bottom lip, a breathless mewl passed from her lithe body that was filled with both a longing for my touch and a regret for the violation of her vows.
I became overwhelmed with a torrid passion for her that had been suppressed for far too long. I knew how hard it must have been for her to come to me that morning. She was afraid, of that I was well aware. Afraid of what I might do, and more frightened by her need for me to do it. We shared a forbidden and overriding desire that had been building for months. For too long we had been standing on the edge of a dangerous fire and once ignited, it burned with a heat that neither of us wanted to resist.
In a moment of aroused aggression I grasped Melissa’s wrist and pinned her arms against the wall. My body pressed against hers and my mouth descended to her throat, sucking and biting at her tender and supple skin. Her breath became ragged and she wriggled against me, not quite fighting but still not totally accepting my intimate presence.
Memories of our past conversation rushed through my mind and images from the last book we shared flashed before me. She had, through those pseudo-innocent ways, told me of her hidden desire to be taken and now we both knew that taken she would be.
Our bodies became tangled in a frantic rush to shed the layered clothing that still kept us apart. Her coat, my shirt, her skirt, my pants, they all soon lay scattered around us. I remember flashes of that moment and as each piece of her clothing fell away, more of her beautiful body became exposed to my touch.
She stood there before me, with only her black lacy bra and gossamer-like panties covering her modesty. Dark hair, mussed by my arousal, cascaded wildly over her shoulders and her dark eyes gleamed like embers in the night. Shyly, in that pause, her arms crossed over her perfectly formed breasts and she met my gaze with a look of timid surrender as she waited for whatever might come next.
“Melissa, you are so beautiful.” My sanity had suddenly returned and I began to caress her face but she shook her head.
“David, don’t!” Her voice quivered and her eyes were wide with obvious anxiety but she made no effort to break my grip or even avoid my touch. My mind was awhirl with conflicting emotions. Arousal and lust flared and battled in my belly with reasoned restraint and I didn’t know if I should kiss her or scream in frustration. I hesitated, trying to keep myself from doing something we would both regret when she swallowed hard and spoke again.
“Please, David, don’t be sweet. Don’t be gentle with me.” It must have been impossibly difficult for her to speak those words. Her voice was barely above a whisper and in that moment she refused to meet my gaze. “I need you… I need you to be a man. Don’t ask me to give in to you. Please, I need you to take it. I need you to take me.”
My skin tingled and grew hot as her words sank in and I don’t think I’d ever felt such a powerful sexual tension as I did in that single moment. My heart raced and my breath almost refused to come. I had always been a gentle lover and I wasn’t at all used to being sexually dominant, but while my mind struggled with indecision, my body must have given every sign that it knew what she wanted.
As my fingers slowly traced their way down her cheek, Melissa stood frozen against the wall. When my touch moved over her neck, she trembled visibly and her head arched back, exposing herself to me in the most vulnerable of ways. Sensing her desire, my hand closed, gripping her throat just tightly enough to allow her to feel my true strength.
The feeling of power this gave me was incredible and my cock lengthened with arousal as I watched her fight to control her own fear. I squeezed her throat tightly enough to cause her breath to become labored and her face reddened with the strain. I felt that I owned her at that moment and while I’m totally certain I would never have allowed her harm, I really don’t know what I’d have done next had she not chosen that moment to grasp my cock.
But grasp it she did, using both of her delicate hands. She drew my length out of my boxers and began stroking me with a frenzied urgency. Her eyes closed to slits but still bored into mine as she tugged hard on my length. It was if she was begging me to relent, to release her and allow her to please me. I loosened my grip, rewarding her surrender and then brought my mouth so close to hers I could taste her breath.
Our lips touched and then we were kissing with a passion that made my whole body burn with carnal need. Her lips were wet and moist and her smallish tongue felt soft and warm as it danced against my own. I bit and sucked on her lower lip until her ragged stroking of my cock turned into a squeezing pressure that matched my tightening hold on her neck.
My left hand remained on her throat as we parted and I could feel the throbbing heat of her blood as it pulsed under my grip. I could even feel her muscles tightening involuntarily under my hand as she nervously swallowed her excitement.
Melissa squeezed and slowly pulled on my cock as I stepped closer. For a moment we stood just inches apart as I held her in my gaze. My right hand came to rest on her hip and I leaned close, whispering in her ear. “Do you want me to make love to you?”
Melissa shook her head slightly. “N-no.” Her voice was quiet and strained as it struggled past my grip on her throat.
“No?” I said, still whispering in her ear. “But you came here wearing this?” I began toying with the hem of her panties with my other hand, barely slipping my fingers under the thin fabric.
Melissa trembled hard and shifted on her feet. I could hear her breath coming from deep within her chest when she said “Yes.”
“You wanted me to see you in it?”
“Yes.”
“I am going to fuck you, you know that, don’t you?” It wasn’t a question and I slipped my hand deeper into her panties as I said it until I was running my finger over her slit. God, she was wet and her sex felt like it was swollen and puffy with arousal. When my finger dipped into her, Melissa’s hands rose to my chest.
“Yes,” she said finally. Then she parted her thighs, allowing me to sink my finger deeply into her. The sudden penetration of her body caused her to whimper nervously and when I drew her moisture up and dragged my coated finger over her clit, she jerked and quivered on my hand.
Her eyes were wild with hunger for me and fear for what she desired me to do. My body towered over her and pressed her to the wall as I began rubbing quick circles around her clit. Soon, she was leaning against me and her arms held mine as I maintained my grip on her neck.
With one hand between her thighs and the other keeping her pressed to the wall, Melissa was caught in between the pressure of restraint and the plunging precipice of orgasm. She rolled her hips, bearing down on my fingers and her body became tense as the tempo of my intimate caress increased.
I’d never seen or done anything like this. The speed her body responded to my touch amazed me and soon her belly started to flex and her nails dug into my arm. Then Melissa’s eyes rolled back and she trembled hard! A whining moan escaped her lips despite my hold on her throat and there, against my wall, with my choking grip on her neck, Melissa’s orgasm crashed over her.
When I finally released my hold on her, Melissa threw her arms around my shoulders, and gasping for breath, slowly sank to her knees before me. Her eyes briefly met mine and then her gaze fell until it became fixated on my rampant erection. Wordlessly, she grasped my cock again and I could only rest my hands on the wall and lean over her as she took my turgid length into her mouth.
Melissa began sucking my throbbing cock with raw abandon, feasting on it with an animalistic passion that made my head swim. Her fist led her mouth up and down my length, sucking and pulling on my shaft with an intensity that I would not long be able to resist.
The sensation of her warm and wet skin sliding over my glans had me growling with feral pleasure. Where just moments before I was master of her fate, she now had me trembling and so weak in the knees that simply standing over her was becoming impossibly difficult.
“Oh fuck, Melissa. That feels so good!” I whispered, and she gazed up at me, pulling off my cock long enough to smile breathlessly.
“Mmm, David, I love how you taste.” Then she fisted my shaft and stroked me hard. “Your dick is so beautiful. It’s just perfect for sucking…”
Melissa’s face glowed with excitement as she pulled my boxers off and gently kissed my balls. The sudden hot moisture of her lips caressed me in their delicate embrace until I was quivering with arousal.
“Ahh, easy! Oh shit, that feels so good! You’re gonna make me cum if you keep that up!” I was gasping with arousal and shuddered with a husky groan. The erotic image of Melissa quickly working her mouth up and down my cock burned into my mind and I marveled at how beautifully sexy she was. Her petite body swayed back and forth with erotic grace and her supple back arched enticingly each time she moved forward.
More than anything though, the sight of her thick, dark hair flowing over her shoulders and trailing over her olive skin aroused me almost beyond the mere physical sensation of her touch. Long, dark hair had always been something I found beautiful and the sight of her teased locks trailing over her exposed body struck me in a way that approached being a fetish.
Drops of her saliva began dripping down, glistening on the rounded mounds of her breasts and trickling down into the tight valley created by the confining embrace of her bra.
“Take your bra off,” I commanded urgently and pushed her away from my cock before I lost all control. Melissa was gasping for breath and sucked the saliva off her dark lips as I pulled my moistened shaft away. Her eyes gazed obediently at me and she reached behind her back to release the binding hooks that kept her bra secured tightly over her breasts. Slipping it off her body, she sat back on her haunches and seductively massaged her boobs for me.
I slowly stroked my cock as I watched her kneed her firm mounds with both hands. “Pinch them Melissa. Make them nice and hard for me.” I whispered.
“Okay” she murmured and then softly moaned as she began rolling her chocolate colored buds between her delicate fingers. “Do you like them?” she asked quietly as she pulled on her now distended nipples.
“I do Melissa. You have beautiful breasts.” I could see how much she enjoyed the simple act of touching herself and I felt a new wave of desire wash over me.
I reached down and cupped her chin, raising her gaze and lifting her eyes to mine “Hold your arms behind your back, Melissa. Show me your body. Show me how much you want me.”
Silently, Melissa settled on her knees and locked her small hands behind her back. My god, what a sight she was! She was kneeling on the floor and arching her body in an intimate display meant solely for my enjoyment. Her shoulders were strong and lean and her boobs jutted proudly from high on her chest. Dark, upturned nipples rose thickly from them as if they were inviting my touch.
Melissa’s breath was deep and heavy and when my hands reached down and pinched her sensitive nipples hard, she whimpered in response. For a long moment she silently held my gaze while I gave her this exquisite torment. Then my hands moved up and my fingers swept into her wonderfully thick hair.
I moved my hips forward, bringing my cock to her mouth again. “Keep your hands back this time Melissa. Just use your mouth on me. Yeah, that’s it. Just like that. I’m dying to fuck your pretty face.”
Melissa mumbled something but it was but a garbled moan to my ears. I held her head tightly, controlling her as her mouth took me deep. I could feel her convulse slightly and her body shifted around, but she dutifully kept her arms locked behind her as I forced my length toward the back of her throat.
Several times I forced my cock into her mouth and each time I went deeper. I wanted to see how much she could take and Melissa took every stroke with a longing obedience in her eyes. She gagged and choked on my cock as it pressed into the back of her throat. Her face reddened and saliva dripped out of her mouth but she never tried to stop me. I was reaching a point of no return and I alone had to decide whether or not to cross it.
I could almost sense her thoughts. She was wondering what I was going to do. Would I keep fucking her mouth and feed her my cum? Or maybe I would blast my load over her breasts or face? I have to admit, I was sorely tempted. The thought of watching my pearl white cum splashing over the high curves of her olive colored breasts only made me want to cum all the more.
As much as I wanted to, I couldn’t let that happen. I feared that in the pause of post orgasmic repose, Melissa might find the will to remember how wrong what we were doing was. I knew she was still conflicted in her desire and I couldn’t take the chance that those thoughts might reemerge and deny us what we both needed so badly.
“Enough!” I growled with a groan of frustration. Then I pushed her off of my throbbing cock.
Melissa sat back on her haunches and looked up at me surprise. “What? No…! I want you to… I don’t, I don’t want to stop!” She was whining almost plaintively as my cock twitched in front of her. She began reaching out for it again but before she could grasp me, I took her hand in my own.
“Oh, we’re not stopping, I just don’t want to finish right here in the entry.” I said as I kissed her. Then I lifted her up and cradled her in my arms. “The tile is no place for us. I want you in my bed.”
Melissa smiled and moaned in agreement as I kissed her gently, reassuring her as best I could. She responded to my kiss and then cuddled into my arms as I headed down the hall. Her small body felt weightless in my arms and she was happily giggling by the time I set her on the bed.
Once down, she crawled up on her knees, inviting me to move in behind her. I pulled her panties down over the smooth globes of her ass and I could barely contain myself as I drew the sheer material down her thighs.
Melissa squealed happily as she felt me yank the tiny piece of lingerie down her thighs and she quickly kicked it off. Then she lifted her ass high and buried her head in the pillow, clearly offering her body up for whatever pleasure I wished to take.
Her hips swayed and she spread her legs, exposing her glistening sex to my gaze. I just love this view of a woman’s body, the arch of her back and the curve of her hips never fail to drive me wild with lust. “Damn, you are so sexy,” I whispered as I gently caressed her for a moment, simply enjoying the warmth of her skin.
Her tight little butt felt so smooth and firm under my touch that I couldn’t resist the urge to bend down and lightly bite each of her rounded globes. Melissa cooed and arched back, gazing hungrily as I lathered her with kisses and gently messaged the sting away.
Then I smiled an evil grin and slapped her ass hard.
Melissa’s eye went wide and she yelped in surprise. “Oh, you’re so bad!” she said and seemed to crouch even lower on the bed.
I grinned mischievously back at her. “I told you I was a gentleman, I never said I was nice!”
Meanwhile, a rosy redness appeared under my hand and I slapped her again, making her jump delightfully.
“Oh fuck, I knew you’d like my ass. So, you want to hurt me, then do it! Spank me David! Spank my little ass!” There was a playful hunger in her voice that resonated deeply within me and I slapped her on the butt again, delighting in the quiver that ran uncontrollably through her.
Melissa gritted her teeth, squealing and squirming as my hand fell, and her hands clenched the sheets as she fought the urge to crawl away. Only when her dark skin glowed an inviting shade of red did I relent and gently massaged the sting away.
Melissa’s squeals turned to moans under my hands and she sighed as I lightly kissed each glowing cheek. Slowly, as I caressed her flanks, Melissa shifted and rolled her hips up, inviting me to enter her from behind. “Mmm, stop teasing me, David. I want your cock inside me.”
My heart fluttered as I saw her arch and my breath caught in my throat. There were still so many things I wanted to do with her that I almost hated to fuck her this soon, but the desire in her voice was impossible to resist.
“So, my prim little friend is a closet slut, eh?”
“Mmm, I am today.”
My penis was hard and hot as I moved behind her and I wet my hand to lubricant the head. Then, as I brought it close to her damp and swollen slit, she reached between her legs and guided me into her.
Oh my lord! I cannot explain how my first entry into her supple body felt. She was very wet but still tight and I only got maybe two inches into her before I had to pull back. Then, as she began to adjust to me and I became moistened in her juice, I sank more deeply on the second.
By then, I could feel her pussy stretching around me. The slick and grasping walls of her sex molded around my shaft and pulled deliciously on my glans as I began to withdraw. The sensation of gentle pressure sucking wetly on my length made me hiss in pleasure and I gripped her hips tightly as I was finally able to plunge completely into her.
Melissa gasped sharply as my cock surged inward, penetrating her completely. Her small body felt the force of my thrust and she braced herself against the oaken headboard just to keep from being driven forward on the bed. By then, the sweet embrace of her sex had conformed to my shape and caressed it in the depths of her moist heat.
I held her hips in my hands, dragging her back onto the length of my cock each time she was driven forward by the force of my thrusts. The visceral feeling of my shaft being so tightly caressed inflamed my already searing arousal, and the very sight of her writhing body made my blood run like quicksilver through my veins. Hot and thick, it coursed through me, making my entire body stiffen with a heated need that I could not resist.
Soon, the erotic soprano of her moans began matching the fervid rhythm of my thrusts. Her feminine mewls set a rousing tune that merged with the subtle creak of the bed and the rapidly increasing metronome of the headboard thumping against the wall. The heavy bass of my breath thrummed deeply through it all, and together they grew into the distinctive and unmistakable opus that is the essence of unbridled lust.
Perhaps it was because I was already driven mad with arousal, or maybe it was simply because a good, hard fuck was what she needed most. Either way, the result was the same. I was beyond any desire to be the creative lover I might have been, nor did I wish to long delay the inevitable and rapturous crescendo of our passionate symphony.
At that moment, I desired only to take her as hard as I could, to see her body writhe and hear the prurient and torrid sounds of her onrushing orgasmic release. Through the narrow haze of my carnal thirst, I took in the beauty of her skin as a sheen of perspiration formed on her back.
Lean muscles flexed in her shoulders and arms, tautly fighting the driving force of my body as she pushed back on the headboard and bore down on my thrusting cock. It was then that I reached out, and taking her by the arms, I began pulling her back onto my tumescent shaft.
“Ohhh yeah, David, that’s it! Just like that! Right there, baby. Oh yeah, right there. Do it to me! Fuck me, fuck me harder!” Melissa’s voice strained against the stress on her body as it hung above the sheets, jerking violently as I pounded my cock into her tortured cunt. The wet gloss of her juice coated my cock and drooled down her thighs, lubricating my frenzied assault on her sex.
I have no idea how I managed to last but moments later, a low, powerful groan escaped her lips and a palpable shudder passed over her body. I buried myself deeply into her as she came, savoring the wet and pulsing contractions that rippled over my shaft. I released her arms and Melissa shook uncontrollably as her orgasm pulsated through her. Moments later, her strength gave out and she collapsed into the satin embrace of the sheets.
The raw power of her climax inflamed my excitement beyond all control and I followed her down, wrapping my arms under her head. I gathered her legs together with my own and with her body held tightly under me, I fucked her hard until I felt the thunderous pressure of my own release.
Heated pressure built up inside me and with a throaty growl, my passion exploded and bolts of raw pleasure coursed down my cock. My hips rolled forward, driving it as deeply into her as I could reach and I glazed her channel with blast after blast of my hot, steaming cum.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god…” I heard Melissa repeating as the roar of my orgasm passed. I slid off her supine body and gathered her into my arms, hoping to comfort her in that emotionally charged moment.
Melissa rolled on her side, spooning against me and nuzzled her head into my shoulder. “That was amazing!” she finally said. “I think I’m going to be sore for a week.”
We both laughed and then I slipped my hand between her thighs and lightly played my fingers over her sex. “I think I’d be worn raw if you weren’t so wet.”
I dipped my middle finger into her and tickled her clit for a moment, causing her to squirm delightfully. Then I held my wet finger before her eyes so she could see her glistening dew.
“That’s not all me, you know,” she said playfully as she nuzzled against me.
I brought my coated finger to my mouth and sucked it clean. “Mmm, you’re right, it most certainly isn’t all you!”
Melissa’s eyes widened as she watched me enjoy the flavor of our lust. “Oh my. My husband wouldn’t be caught dead doing that.” Her voice trailed off as if she instantly regretted saying it but I just kissed her hand, silently reassuring her.
“It’s okay, I’m not at all surprised the thought of tasting his own cum has never crossed his mind.”
Melissa rolled over to face me and tucked her hands under her chin. “I’m sure it hasn’t, he won’t even taste me.”
I was actually dumbfounded by that. “You’re kidding. He doesn’t go down on you?”
Melissa shook her head slightly. “Nope. He says it’s unclean. I think it has something to do with his parents. They were devout Muslims. We don’t practice but he’s still got some funny ideas.”
“His parents taught him not to eat pussy?” I tried to seem serious, but I just couldn’t keep a straight face and Melissa playfully slapped me on the shoulder.
“Oh, stop that! Islam is a perfectly moral belief, it just happens to have certain restrictions on cleanliness. I think it gave him some kind of complex or something.”
“Or something is right! So, you’re saying you haven’t been licked since…”
“Before I met him, yeah.” she finish for me.
I really couldn’t believe it. The fucking moron! I thought. He has the love of this beautiful woman and he refuses to go down on her. The fucking idiot!
“Then this is long overdue!” I said as I quickly flipped her onto her back.
Melissa yelped in surprise as I pulled her closer to me and slapped her thighs apart. The look on her face was a delicious mixture of both excitement and surprise and I grinned wickedly as I slid down between her thighs.
Melissa was actually trembling as I gazed down at her perfectly trimmed mound. I took a long, lascivious look at her dark labia. Her lips were thick and puffy, and just glistening with our combined fluids. There, holding her thighs up and back against her breasts, I licked my lips in anticipation of what I planned for her. Then I gently blew my warm breath over her wet and puffy sex.
Melissa felt my breath wash over her moist skin and her look of surprise turned to one of awe. “Oh my gosh! But you just, I mean we…”
I grunted a laugh and gave her a knowing look. “I think you’re forgetting who you’re talking to.”
“Well, yeah, I guess you wouldn’t mind the taste of your own…Ohh, holy hell! Sheeze, that feels good!”
At that moment, my tongue flicked out and slid deeply through her labia. Melissa’s breath sucked in with a sharp hiss, silencing whatever reservations might she have felt and cutting her off in mid sentence. My tongue swirled up and around her clit with devilish intent and then I moved off slightly, trailing a line of wet kisses over her thigh. “Mmm, I told you, I never mind a little cream in the cookie.”
Melissa watched me with a burning intensity as I softly kissed and nibbled at her inner thighs. All the while, her chest rose and fell with her breath and the tension in her thighs built as I spread my kisses all around her sex. For long moments, I carefully avoided her pussy and just lightly bit and kissed all around her vulva. Then I sucked the tender skin of her thighs into my mouth and flicked my tongue here and there, drawing wet lines all over her dark skin.
Sliding my hands down her thighs, I gently parted her thick, dark lips and my cock began to awaken when the vision of her bright pink flesh appeared. She was wet and squirming under my kisses and when my lips grazed her clit, her hips rolled up, trying to bring her sex closer to my mouth. Her taste was sweet and thick and I lapped her juices hungrily while she writhed in my arms.
Soon her hips were moving with me as if she were timing my touch and my face became coated in her wetness as I sucked on her supple flesh. The scent of her arousal rose around me like a fog, enveloping my senses and I bore down toward her clit, causing her to begin moaning in the urgency of her desire. My mouth closed over her quivering sex and my tongue began swirling around and around with a deliberate slowness I knew would soon drive her over the brink.
Melissa’s body found my rhythm and met me move for move, following the touch of my kisses. My heart pounded in my chest as I felt her body stretch and grow taunt in my arms. My stomach churned with excitement as I watched her moment draw close and then, in a glorious instant, I saw her bite her bottom lip and her head arched erotically back into the pillow. She writhed hard in my arms, clawing at the bed and then her whole body convulsed as the orgasm I’d so carefully crafted suddenly exploded through her.
A long, low grunting moan rolled out from her belly as she came that soon turned to a high pitched, whimpering scream. I held her tightly through it all, sucking hard on her clit until her legs wriggled hard. It was a torturous pleasure and laughing breathlessly, she finally pushed me away. “Oh god, oh god David, stop! Please stop! Oh my god, I can’t take anymore!”
I laughed and smiled as I released her and she closed her legs tightly with her hands between them and rolled onto her side. “That was amazing. Oh my god I came so hard!”
Melissa’s body seemed to glow as she began to relax and she gazed at me with a look of adoration I could never forget. I kissed her leg and caressed her thigh, basking in that special moment, knowing then that I’d given her an experience she had so desperately craved. It would have been perfect right there, except that I’d become as hard as stone again.
Despite the orgasmic afterglow that she wore so beautifully, or maybe because of it, my own arousal had reached an uncontrollable height. I moved up over her lithe and petite body, kissing her belly and then took her nipple into my mouth. Melissa’s arms cuddled my head as I sucked and she cooed quietly while gently caressing my back.
Up to then, I hadn’t the chance to pay proper attention to her glorious breasts. Just big enough to fill my hand, they were perfectly proportioned to her tiny frame. Her olive skin was just a shade lighter under her bikini lines, and her areola and thick nipples were as beautifully dark as her labia had been. I brought my hands to them, squeezing them gently and loving how wonderfully firm they felt to my touch.
I kissed and sucked each nipple until they were both distended buds, hard and long enough to roll under my palms. Melissa turned her body toward me, offering her breast to me and I suckled them with a joyous abandon. Moments later we were kissing hard and when I finally pulled away, I had already decided that I would take one more pleasure from my beautiful friend.
Rolling her onto her belly, I pulled her up to her knees. Melissa lifted her hips invitingly as I moved in behind her, giggling as she said “Mmm, ready for round two already? Okay then, but you better promise you’ll go easy on me this time! I don’t know how much more of your big cock my poor little kitty can take.”
“Don’t worry, I’m not that big and your little kitty isn’t what I’m thinking about right now.”
Then I pulled her tight cheeks open and licked her from her dripping pussy right up over her anus.
“Oh, my gosh! What was that? Are you licking my ass?” In answer I spit a glob of saliva right onto her rosebud and then probed it with my tongue, flicking and swirling it over her.
“Oh David, you nasty little… Damn, damn that’s so nice!” Melissa’s voice trailed off into a prolonged sigh as the insidious sensations of my tongue sliding over her rosebud grew. Slowly she began to relax and her body sank more deeply into the sheets. Her legs splayed seductively open and her hips curled up, opening her ass to me as widely as she could. Melissa tasted clean and fresh and her tight muscle slowly relaxed as my wet massage continued to caress her. “Oh my gosh, I can’t believe you’re doing this!”
Melissa started moaning quietly, urging me on with high pitched whimpers. “I can’t believe how good this feels, David. Don’t stop, baby. Don’t stop! Oh yeah, right there! Oh damn, damn, that’s nice.”
I knew from personal experience what she was feeling and despite my desire, I fought to control myself. I kept my tongue nice and wet as I probed and prodded her anus, slowly teasing her until her breathing became deep and even. Her hole began to loosen under my oral massage and soon I was able to push in just slightly. Once in awhile, I would move down and lick her perineum, causing her to gasp slightly.
Melissa was soon drifting under my touch. Her post orgasmic bliss combined with the insidiously pleasant sensation on her back door until she reached a place of quiet peacefulness. From there, I heard her serene voice ask me the question as I was dying to hear. “David, are you going to fuck me in my ass?”
I stopped licking and gently rubbed her with my thumb. “I want to Melissa. I really want to. Have you ever done it this way?”
Melissa looked back at me and shook her head slightly. “No, but you have, right?”
“Yes,” I answered quietly, trying to be as reassuring as I could.
“Then I’d like to try it, just this once. With you, okay? Just this one time. Just this one time with you. I’ll never get another chance.”
I kissed her softly on the rise of her bottom. “I’ll be as gentle as I can. You can trust me on that.”
“I know. Please, David. I’m ready for you.”
I was hard as bone and burning with need when I finally began to thrust into her. By then, I’d coated my cock with lube and spent an agonizing amount of time working it into her. Even with all my careful preparation though, I knew well that making sure she was relaxed and ready was the only thing that really mattered.
I was spooned behind her with my arm supporting her head. We kissed and caressed each other, reassuring ourselves that this was what we both wanted. Her body resisted at first. Melissa had never felt this before and the not knowing meant she didn’t yet understand how to let go and accept my intimate intrusion.
Then, almost without warning, her body suddenly gave up its resistance and stretched open around me. I felt her wince and a slight, high pitched squeal issued from her throat as my size began to move into her darkness.
“Fuck, ouch, that hurts baby. Go slow, slow, oh my god.”
Melissa tensed and writhed and I held as still as I could, shushing her quietly. “It’s okay, Melissa. I’m going nice and slow, nice and slow. It will get better soon, you’ll see.” I went as slowly as I could, barely pushing and all the while I whispered sweet assurances that I understood what she felt. Soon I felt her whimpers turn to a sigh and her body’s grip on my cock eased enough for me to slide in farther.
We were almost there and I was ready to pull back when Melissa moaned loudly and then I felt her teeth sinking into my arm! Pain traded for pain and pleasurable agony rolled through us both as we paid the toll for our lust. My hold on her body tightened and my blood rushed hot in my veins as the stinging pain of her bite shot up my arm. Melissa’s arm reached back behind my head, holding herself to me as I withdrew and then I thrust into her hard.
Melissa gasped hotly when my entire length slid deeply into her ass, releasing my arm from her hold. I felt the tight restrictive ring of her muscles grip my cock as I slid into the softer recesses of her body and my self control snapped. Rolling her onto her stomach, I pressed Melissa’s body down into the mattress and clutched her hair in my hands as I began to fuck her in earnest.
I hunched and gathered myself over her tiny frame and used all of my strength to drive my cock as deeply into her as I could. Melissa grasped the sheets, her knuckles whitening under the strain but even through the ferocity of my arousal, I felt her trying to push back, driving me even harder into her ass.
My arousal was total and I was on a course to reach an incredible orgasm as quickly as her tight body could pull it out of me. Though the haze of my lust, I heard Melissa grunting as she felt each of my plunging thrusts penetrate into her. Through the creaking of the bed and the wet sounds of my cock moving in and out of her ass, I heard her urging me to cum.
She was so very tight, pulling on my shaft with a grasping strength that made me shudder. I drove into her so deeply, my balls slapped against her ass and I felt a boiling pressure start to build in my belly. I gritted my teeth and then growled in agonized lust as my cum began shooting out of my cock. I pressed in, driving my cock into her and then began spraying my seed into her quivering body.
When I rolled off of Melissa, she turned to face me, burying her face in my chest. “Wow, David. That was incredible.”
Feeling the sudden post-orgasmic calm, my normal composure returned and I kissed her tenderly. “Yes, it was,” I told her. “You deserve so much more, Melissa. You are capable of so much more.”
We showered after that and made love again that afternoon. True, gentle love making that more suited my nature. I thought back to those last, frenzied moments and before she left, I had to ask if I had hurt her. Melissa smiled and caressed my face. “Yeah, it hurt a lot but that’s okay. I wanted it to. That’s why I bit you.”
When she saw my confusion, she kissed me and looked into my eyes with what I could only call sadness. “You’re a gentle guy, David. You like to think of yourself as a bad boy but in the end you’re not so different than my husband as you might like to believe. You care, and if you thought about what I was feeling, you never really would have let go. That’s what I needed though. I needed to feel you lose control and not worry about me. I’ve thought about doing that to him for years but he wouldn’t understand. I had a feeling you would.”
Melissa didn’t come by again. I think we both knew what we had shared couldn’t be repeated and within two more weeks, her apartment was empty. I never saw her again but a year later, I bought my own copy of 'Sweet Savage Love’.
I had to shake my head as Jeremy Pax came into the teachers’ lounge. I was under the impression that the new person always has to earn their place — you know, serve their time before they were accepted among the supremely ignorant with degrees, or at least that’s how I think of the staff at the elementary school I work for. It took me three long years before I really earned the respect of the others and managed to get more than just a casual head nod and smile in passing. No, now I finally get the, “Hey, how was your weekend?” routine. Not Jeremy, though. He was the new fourth grade teacher that signed on last year. Sure, okay, so he’d been there a year, but as far as I was concerned, he was still new.
Jeremy flirted his way into the crowd. He had mothers coming out of conferences grinning from ear to ear. He had half of the female staff in love with him. Hell, he even winks at our seventy year old receptionist. So, I wasn’t very surprised to see him turning his charm on Katie, one of our second grade teachers who sold make up on the side. Stirring my coffee, I reached for the weather section of the newspaper and tried to concentrate, but there was Katie, laughing her Mary Kay face right off and eating up every word he had to say.
“Your husband is a very lucky man to wake up to that smile everyday.” He gave her his prize winning grin.
“Pax …” She batted her fake eyelashes at him. “You’re too much.” And with that, Katie swayed her hourglass figure right out the door leaving Jeremy and me alone in the lounge.
“Oh, I think I just threw up a little,” I remarked as I saw him lean over to deliberately watch Katie’s pencil skirt leave.
“Good morning to you too.” He rolled his eyes and poured himself a cup of coffee. “What’s the forecast? No, wait! Let me guess…” He paused before turning back and then smiled for dramatic effect. “Frigid with a 100% chance of jealousy.”
Now, I know a lot of jackasses, but Jeremy had just entered into the royal family of them.
“No, actually,” I said, putting the paper back casually, “it’s raining dip shits with cheesy lines.”
It was so very satisfying to see his face fall. We hardly ever spoke, but if he wanted to play this game, then he was going to lose.
“Kiss my ass, Chelsea,” he bit out before taking a sip of his coffee.
Oh yeah, that last one got to him alright and what do you know? He did know my name.
“Shave it first,” I retorted, feeling the confidence of having the upper hand and wanting to establish myself as being senior to him even though we were probably close in age and both acting very immature at the moment.
“What’s that? You want to shave my ass?” He quirked a brow and acted as if he were appalled at the thought. I was just about to smash his lame comeback, but before I could, I saw Theresa Crowe walk in and I immediately stood up. She was one of the older teachers who would absolutely not approve of the conversation we were having. Unfortunately, Jeremy had his back to her and pounced on the gifted moment of silence from me in effort to back up his lameness.
“You know, you should really watch yourself. I might just have to report you for harassment,” he said with a smug smile. I simply could not speak when the old bird’s face had her eyeballs ready to pop straight out. My jaw dropped slightly in effort to say something in defense or at least smooth the situation. My eyes darted from Jeremy back to Theresa before I decided that I just need to leave.
Sensing something was wrong, Jeremy finally turned around and saw why he’d won our verbal sparring. I was already halfway out the door and pushing past The Crow, as she was known, when he called out, “See you at the convention.” As if nothing had happened and all was well. As if I would come within ten feet of him at the convention!
The day went by painfully slow with the stress of wondering if I was going to be called in at any moment to discuss my unprofessional behavior with the royal jackass. The night went by even slower since the convention was two fun filled days starting at 7am the next morning. The way gossip flew, I was positive that everyone was going to wonder what kind of pervert I was to harass someone like Jeremy Pax. So much for a relaxing weekend. I didn’t want to go, but now I had to. Not showing up would be as good as admitting I was guilty, and I was so not guilty.
* * *
The alarm went off way too soon, but I dragged my groggy self out of bed with eyes still closed. I was on auto pilot turning on the coffee, taking a quick shower, getting dressed, but this morning I had to pack an overnight bag. Without the spare time, I grabbed a granola bar for breakfast and headed out the door.
Speeding just a little to avoid the attention of being late, I finally pulled up to the Atlantis Hotel and Casino. It was several stories tall and felt more like a Vegas visit than a teachers convention. This year’s theme was on the do’s and don’ts of bullying, how to deal with aggressive students and their parents among other things. There was going to be guest speakers and a semi formal dinner with free bar and beverages, which I planned to take full advantage of.
We were instructed to meet at the lobby and I could see a massive group of people, many of whom I worked with. I came through the crowd looking for some answer as to what we were doing when Josh Warren approached me with a grin and said, “Hey, Chelsea. Save a dance for me later,” and then started for the elevator.
Oh, my God. Josh was fucking sexy as hell and he wanted to dance with me. Maybe this weekend wasn’t going to be so bad after all. Then I heard my name: “Chelsea Wilson?”
“I’m over here,” I called out.
“You’re rooming with Ms. Crowe,” the woman at the front desk informed me. She gave me a room key and smiled faintly before going on to the next name. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, but there she was, The Crow, fluttering her way to the elevator. I decided to wait for the next one.
Finally, with a small ting a door opened to reveal a glass elevator that overlooked the city as it went up its many floors. Stepping inside, I waited for others to come in behind me, and lo and behold, Jeremy walked in smirking like the jackass he was. “We meet again.” Oh, the things I would say if we weren’t squeezed into a confined space with eight other people. Instead, I gave my best I smell shit face before turning away to look at the view. As we went up, I started to feel dizzy. I’d never been up this high. The cars were looking tiny and I had to grab hold of the railing to keep from having a full on panic attack. My heart was pounding and I was trying to take deep breaths to compensate, but the elevator kept stopping at various floors and mine seemed to be at the top. “Afraid of heights, huh?” Jeremy’s smile dropped when he saw the shear terror showing on my face.
“Get me off,” I begged in a desperate whisper.
“Thought you’d never ask.” He smirked again before grabbing my elbow and hauling me away from the horrifying view to exit the elevator on the floor it was stopped at.
“What floor are you on?” he asked.
I looked at my room key. “Twenty-seventh.”
“That’s only a couple floors up from here, so we’ll take the stairs. I’m on the twenty-sixth,” he told me with a strange calmness that was suddenly irritating.
“I don’t care what floor you’re on,” I snapped, and then sighed since it was decent that he got me out of the glass death trap. “I just need to get to my room.”
“You’re so uptight,” he said with a shake of his head, and then led the way to the stairs.
“Yeah, well I get to room with The Crow so don’t judge me,” I retorted.
“No shit?!” He was trying not to laugh, I could tell.
“Shut up,” I replied, unamused.
* * *
The guest speakers weren’t as bad as I would have expected but, throughout the day I found myself staring at the back of Jeremy’s head. He’d turned around a few times and I wasn’t sure if he saw me, but so what if he did? It’s not like I was checking him out. He wasn’t unattractive though, but it’s not like he was Josh. Josh had a crazy body with killer eyes. Jeremy on the other hand had dark hair that was receding a little, his eyes were sharp, his smile was his best feature and annoyingly so, but there was just something, aside from the whole harassment situation, that made me want to smack him.
Oddly enough, I was able to avoid The Crow when visiting my room to get dressed for dinner. It was like she was always an hour ahead of me, so we didn’t cross paths, which was nice. I wore a simple black dress with a high neckline, but a plunging back that swooped down midway. It was complimentary to my figure in a sexy way without being trashy, perfect for the occasion.
Dinner went by smoothly with the constant buzz of clinking silverware and mingling chatter hovering about the room. I made my rounds saying hello to various co-workers as I secretly tried to find Josh. He was nowhere in site. It was doubly depressing when I thought about the extra time I’d spent trying to look good for the jerk. Save a dance for me, my ass. It was definitely time to get a drink or three.
***
“Looking for me?” Jeremy came up behind me as I was sipping on my freshly made margarita and enjoying the room from an empty central table. Music began to pump and the normally professional teachers began to flop and gyrate their bodies in attempt to look like high school versions of themselves, which was just damn pathetic and totally worth the central table view.
“That’s a hell no,” I responded as I licked the salt from the rim of my glass.
“Thanks,” he said, pulling out a chair. “I’d be glad to join you.”
I had the urge to lean back since he’d scooted his chair so close to mine. I could see his eyes sparkling. He was obviously enjoying my sudden discomfort. “Michelle’s dress is practically screaming one nighter .” I nodded toward the dance floor where good old Michelle’s tits were fighting to stay in the red tube dress that was suctioned tightly to her overly voluptuous figure. “That would probably be a better use of your time.”
“Probably.” He shrugged and then had the nerve to grab the maraschino cherry out of my drink.
“Hey,” I protested just as he put it into his mouth. “That was mine.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” He feigned an innocent look. “Did you want it back?” he asked as he opened his mouth, exposing the half-chewed cherry. The sick bastard! I could have rolled my eyes and let it go, but I didn’t. Instead, I shocked us both by reaching in his mouth to grab it. Probably out of reflex, he shut his mouth and clamped his teeth down onto my thumb, which I managed to pull free, and my index finger, which wasn’t so lucky.
“Ouch!” I tried to pull my finger free. I was a second away from smacking his damn face, when he loosened his grip only slightly and began to suck on my finger so that when I pulled it out, it made a popping sound.
Our eyes were locked for a long moment and I found myself speechless. It was entirely idiotic and yet, I was feeling hot little swirls of excitement deep down.
“Hey, Chelsea.” I looked up to see Josh, his eyes darting from Jeremy to me. “Are you busy?”
Was I busy?! I looked over at Jeremy and he was clearly measuring up Josh.
“Uh, no,” I replied feeling kind of awkward since Jeremy had just sucked me into a strange kind of mood that I wasn’t exactly eager to leave, but not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing that. I decided it was time for the jackass to see how a real woman flirts. “Not at all,” I said as I winked back at Jeremy and took Josh’s hand to the dance floor.
The music was some sort of remix of Sweet Dreams by Eurythmics and was pushing a good beat. I could feel the tequila making itself useful and Josh pulled me close and started swinging his hips to the beat. I tried to match the swing of his hips with my own and looked up at him. His eyes were looking into mine and he was crazy intense. For some reason I found it humorous that he would be trying so hard. I could feel the laugh bubbling up inside and I knew it was coming, so I turned around and saw Jeremy staring at us, at me . Josh took that as his cue to put his hands on my hips and grind me from behind, but I was trying so hard not to laugh. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or Jeremy staring at me, but I just couldn’t take the situation seriously. Looking at Jeremy, I saw he wore a knowing grin, and it felt like he and I were sharing some kind of private joke.
I turned back and finished the dance with Josh, after which he leaned in and gave me a quick peck on the cheek and whispered his room number into my ear. I couldn’t believe it. The opportunity to get with that sexy hunk of man meat was almost impossible to pass up, but somehow it felt cheap, especially after I called Michelle a one nighter. Flattered as hell, I nodded and then turned to look back at Jeremy…who was no longer there. Telling myself that I wasn’t disappointed, I headed back for my drink, which was half gone. Apparently Jeremy had helped himself to that too.
* * *
After three solid drinks, I found myself buzzed enough to ride the glass bubble that they called an elevator back up to my room. The night lights from the city were shimmering and glittering so beautifully in my intoxicated state and all I could hope was that The Crow was long passed out and sleeping so she couldn’t add drunkenness to her list of my offenses when she turned me in.
I quietly unlocked the door and stepped in. The room was dark and the curtains were open a fraction, letting the city lights shine in enough to show the way to the bathroom. I went quickly inside and shrugged out of my dress, brushed my teeth and readied for bed. Relieved that The Crow was clearly asleep, I turned out the bathroom light and headed for the empty bed. I tried to quiet my mind and let the weight of my heavy head sink me into sleep. I was just about there when a rustling from the bed next to me turned into legs sliding into my own bed.
“Whoa!” I bolted upright.
“Shhhh, you’re so uptight,” spoke a familiar male voice.
I sucked in my breath at the immediate recognition. “How the hell did you get in here?” I yelled in a whisper, partially to mind his hush and partially because I was too buzzed to care that I was minding it. I felt his bare legs on mine. They were large, hairy, and very warm. I could almost, but not quite, make out his face in the darkness.
“I struck a deal with The Crow,” he informed matter of factly, as if that explained it all. He tried to nudge me back down with a push on the shoulder, but I resisted.
“What?!”
“It’s true,” he sighed. “Yesterday, in the lounge, she asked me if I needed a witness in my harassment case against you, she said she would provide it. When I told her that we were just kidding around, she threatened to report both of us,” he said with a laugh.
“Iknew it!” I felt a rush of anxiety. “I’m going to lose my job, thanks to you.”
“Noooo,” he snickered. “Let me finish. So, I tried to talk her down and tell her that I apologize if we offended her in any way and she tells me that she’ll not report us if I do something.”
“What exactly is that?” I asked, now curious.
“She was in charge of setting up the rooms. She told me that she would room with you and that I would be rooming with Mr. Carter. She said that during the morning break of the conference, I had to meet up and switch room keys with her.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?!” I interrupted in disbelief.
“So, here I am, rooming with you.” He nudged me back down and I didn’t resist. I just let myself fall back to my pillow with a sense of relief in the knowledge that I wasn’t going to lose my job. All I had to do was share a room with Jeremy.
Oh, my, GOD!! Jeremy was in my room, in my bed and running his fingers all over my bare chest!!! All of the information about The Crow was so much to take in, I didn’t even notice in my buzzed state that he was so easily taking liberties with me. It just felt so normal, so right, like he was supposed to be rolling his fingertips on my nipples. What was wrong with me?
“What are you doing?” I asked very seriously.
He didn’t stop touching me as he answered. “I don’t really know. I was fully planning on sleeping in my bed and scaring the crap out of you in the morning by letting you think we slept together since you’re clearly drunk. But then you came out of the bathroom naked, with the exception of your panties, and I couldn’t resist. I had to know…” he trailed off.
“What?” I was breathless and felt a tingling heat start to come to life low in my core.
“If you were as soft as you looked.” He cupped my perky breasts gently and then squeezed a little. “If you taste as soft as you feel,” he continued as he flicked his tongue on one nipple then the other before sliding it up my neck to bite gently. I was covered in goose bumps and burning from the inside out.
“And what is the verdict?” I asked when I could feel him looking down on me in the scant light.
“Mmmmm…” He came down to brush his lips over mine. “The jury is still out” — he licked them softly — “more evidence is necessary.”
That was it. I lost whatever reservations I had about Jeremy Pax in that moment. I completely wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close so I could kiss him fully. In return, he rolled over the top of me and pushed his protruding hardness against the flimsy silk of my panties.
“You’re wet,” he said just as his cell phone jingled a noise that told him that he had a text message. He rolled off from me and reached down into his pants pockets to see just who was messaging him at almost midnight.
“What is it?” I asked when he didn’t say anything.
“Shit.” He rolled off the bed and started putting on his pants. “Get dressed. The Crow wants her room back. I guess things didn’t go as expected for her.”
The news was shocking to me and I ran into the bathroom to fetch my dress. Feeling like I was a teenager about to get caught, the reality of what I was just doing and who I was doing it with, hit with a force. I started packing up my things and putting them into my duffel bag. Seconds later I was ready to leave.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get us another room,” Jeremy said as he held the door open for me.
“No, I’m going home,” I said as I rushed down the hall to the dreaded elevator. Pushing the down button several times and praying for a quick and easy exit, I tossed him a quick look over my shoulder. He looked as smoldering as I was. Hopefully my hormones would hold out long enough for me to not do something stupid.
“Wait up,” he said as he caught up to me by the elevator. “You can’t drive home like this. You’ve had too much to drink.”
He wasn’t wrong, but there was no way I was sticking around. “I’ve had three, I’ll be fine.” The elevator doors finally opened and I didn’t hesitate. No one was inside and the expansive view was all around me.
He held the doors open and looked at me. “You are not fine. We’re getting a room, end of story.” I pulled him inside and he didn’t resist, thinking that it was my way of agreeing.
“This was a mistake.” I was breathing hard and trying not to focus on the view, especially the hot eyes zeroing in on me. “You don’t even like me. You need someone like Michelle or Katie.”
“Whoa! Katie is married and Michelle? Come on, give me a little credit.” He looked hurt.
“This isn’t happening Pax. I’m not a one nighter, okay?” I grabbed for the rail and felt myself loosing balance. We were halfway down and he got this wild look in his eye. Before I knew what he was doing, he pushed the emergency stop button which sent off a silent alarm to the staff below.
“What are you doing?!” I exclaimed as he pinned me up against the rail.
“I never said you were a one nighter!” He looked angry. “You just need to pull the stick out of your ass for a minute and—"
I cut him off by smacking him square across the face. How dare he say something like that to me when he had almost ruined my career and now had me trapped up 15 stories high.
“That’s it,” he smiled ruthlessly. “Get pissed. Lose control for once in your pristine little life!”
“What seems to be the problem?” a female voice squawked out of the small speaker below the buttons.
Jeremy turned and pushed a button to reply. “I will give you a dollar for every minute you leave us alone.” He was serious.
“You have 30 minutes,” the female squawk sounded hushed. He smiled and came back over to me. I couldn’t believe what was happening.
“Oh, hell no! You aren’t keeping me up here for 30 minutes,” I went to try for the buttons but he caught me and pushed me up against the rail again.
“What are you so afraid of, huh?” He spun me around and forced me to look at the never ending night beyond the glass.
“Jeremy, please!” I begged him as I felt my heartbeat pounding in my ears. He pushed his body against the back of mine. He reached up under the skirt of my dress and ran his fingers up my inner thigh.
“Just feel it. Let yourself go,” he coaxed and he let his fingers run over the wet spot in my panties.
I felt myself tense up at his touch. “I can’t,” I whispered.
He pulled me closer against him and ran his hand up my dress to cup my breast. With the other hand he slipped his fingers through the side of my panties and felt a new kind of wet silk. The whole world began to twirl and I felt like I could hyperventilate at any moment.
He flipped me around and I looked into his eyes. He was crazy intense, only he wasn’t funny. He bent to kiss me and I found myself reluctant. “But you don’t even know me,” I protested with centimeters between us.
“Ahh, but I’ve watched you,” he said and then stuck his finger deep into my pussy.
“Ooooohhhh!” I cried out in surprised pleasure. He watched me crumble beneath him and I knew that I would be unable to resist him. He knew it too. He took out his finger and grabbed for my hand. I could feel my wetness on his fingers as he guided my hand to his hard throbbing cock.
“Feel this? This is for you,” he said as he bent and kissed me hard on the mouth. “It’s been for you for the last year,” he mumbled into my mouth. I couldn’t help but return his kiss with a desperate urgency that I had been holding back.
He became very passionate, grabbed my thighs and lifted me so that I fit up against him and the glass. Using the rail for extra support, he pulled aside my panties and unzipped his pants. Just as panic was beginning to seize me at the idea of only glass separating me from sure death, he let the head of his dick swirl into my wetness right before he slammed inside. In that moment, nothing and no one was sexier than Jeremy. He was a raging beast fueled by a lust that had been pent up for who knows how long. I was matching his thrusts with a passion of my own. He was right, I was jealous. Not of the women he flirted with, but of him. He was magnificent in his ability to manipulate people. It was a thrilling ride to think that the lines of who was doing the manipulating in our particular situation were so blurred that it no longer mattered at the moment.
It was wild. My moans and cries of pleasure were echoing in the small space as his grunts of strength and determination to plunge deeper became louder and louder. He was so unbelievably sexy in a raw and barbaric sort of way, which was intensified by the tiny beads of sweat along his temple. I licked his face and he growled and bit my neck as he pulled me down to the floor.
Fear gripped me on the way down when a sense of free falling came over me. I grabbed for his shirt and tore it on accident as I was trying to hold close to him. He looked down and smiled at the damage. He lifted up my skirt and dragged my panties off from me, “That’s a nice dress,” he said breathlessly.
“Thanks.” I pulled him down for a kiss as he lined up for entry.
“I’ll buy you a new one,” he promised and then gripped the high neck line and ripped it apart down to the navel.
“Oh, my…“ I was interrupted by the shock of what he’d just done with the full force of his penetration. He was pounding into me at a savage pace. “…GOD!” I finished. It was unbelievable. He was staring down at my small bouncing breasts which had no problem peeking out when the dress fell away with the rocking of our bodies. My head was swimming with the vision of him surrounded by the eerie glow of the city lights shining behind him. It was almost like getting fucked inside of a snow globe, except that the snow wasn’t falling in slow motion. Everything was happening so fast. I could feel a quickening of the heat building deep inside.
“Jeremy,” I breathed. “Ooooo, it feels too good.”
Slowing his thrusts, he brought his mouth down to mine, dipped his tongue inside and lapped softly between my lips. The sensation was amazing when coupled with the touch of one of his finger tips circling on my clit. I brought my hands up underneath his shirt and around to his back. I tried to hug closer, so I could lift up and take him deeper. My moans were soft and airy then eventually stopped as I held my breath.
“Yes,” he groaned. “Come all over my me.”
My whole body tensed with quakes of electric delight dancing from the tip of my clit to the tips of my curling toes.
“I feel it,” he said through gritted teeth, trying to hold back his own release. I finally exhaled with a full on cry of pleasure as the last pulse of orgasm squeezed from me onto him. He looked down on me with kind of desperation I’d never seen. “Is it done?” he asked. I nodded my head to affirm that yes, my climax was finished.
“Good, now you can feel mine.” His ragged voice was low with what almost seemed like anger. He drove into me with punishing strength. My pussy awakened to a new fire as I was inching across the floor with each new thrust. I cried out several times, the wind was swept from my lungs and I finally scraped my nails down his back then gripped tight to his ass cheeks and squeezed.
He suddenly pulled out and I felt hot splatters of cum shooting across my chest. He was moaning and more splatters sprayed my neck and some even got in my hair. His eyes were shut tightly as he squeezed the last bits of cum from his cock.
I was staring at him with pure awe and wonder. After a moment when time seemed to stand completely still, he slowly opened his eyes. “It really is a nice dress,” he remarked with a grin as he took in the view of my cum splattered and torn dress.
“Yeah.” I laughed. “I’m sure we look like we just stepped out of that Hitchcock movie. Our clothes are all torn, our hair is a mess, and I even have droppings.” I raised a brow and I smeared in some of his cum.
“No fucking way!” he exclaimed as he looked past me to the outside.
“What?” I asked as I turned and then I saw. It was The Crow on her way up in a neighboring glass encased elevator. She was staring at us with the same bug eyed expression she wore the first time she happened upon Jeremy and me in what was considered an inappropriate situation.
“We are so dead.” I smiled at him.
He reached over and closed the rip in my dress and brought me close to him. “Get a room with me.”
I got up on my tippy toes to kiss him. “Come home with me,” I countered.
“I’m driving.” He smiled into the kiss and hunted blindly for the button to send the elevator back down. We kissed the whole ride down and fears of the glass elevator were replaced with dreams and visions of how to reach new passionate heights.
Six thirty in the morning is a lonely time on a college campus. I was at the student recreation center, going for my morning run around the track. Good thing we could get in with our student IDs early in the morning, since it’s the only time I have when I can get to the gym regularly. As I ran around the track, trying to keep track of my laps and time, I pushed myself. I had already done my lifting this morning, and running felt good, stretching my muscles, pushing myself. I loved coming this early, since I usually had the gym to myself. Most people on campus wouldn’t even wake up for at least an hour yet, and the earliest gym-goers would start showing up around seven. For now, though, I had the building to myself. Music blaring in my ears I sprinted my last lap, pushing, striving, putting everything into it. Breaking across the invisible finish line, I walked a few minutes to cool down.
Heading down the stairs, and along the long hallway I made my way into the women’s locker room. I kept a locker there so I could shower and get ready and then just go straight to work or class from there. I kicked off my shoes, and stripped off all my clothes, knowing I was the only girl in the building and no one was going to see me. Grabbing my shower basket and towel I padded off naked to the showers. Walking into the wide shower stall, I pulled the curtain closed turned on the water. Feeling the cold water hit me, before it turned warm, was a shock to the system. I grabbed my shampoo and conditioner and quickly got done with my hair. I didn’t realize how close to the wall I was standing and when I turned, my breasts brushed up against the cold tile wall, making my already partially hard nipples pucker up even tighter. Moaning, I leaned into the cold tile, feeling it warm up under my skin, even as it cooled me down.
Reaching down I grabbed my body wash, and pouring some into my hands I lathered them up and rubbed them across my chest. The scent of lavender filled the air as I trailed my soapy hands over my chest, then my firm, high breasts, massaging and pulling the hard points. Twisting my nipples in my fingers, I could feel the heat pool low in my tummy, my pussy lips heating up, my body hot under the falling water. I reached up, grabbing the shower curtain rod with one hand to balance myself, while I pressed my abused nipples against the cool tile, sending a slight shock through my body: cold tile against my front, hot water running down my back. I was so turned on, I could have cum with just a touch. I rubbed against that hard tile, when I suddenly felt two large hands land on my hips.
I hadn’t heard him come into the locker room, much less my shower stall, but I could smell the masculine scent behind me, and those hands were definitely the hands of a man, one who did not just sit behind a desk. I could feel his breath on my neck, and without looking I knew he was taller than me. The strength from his body was tense against me. Not knowing who it was, and beyond caring at that point, I leaned back into him, almost panting with need.
The stranger’s hot mouth was on my neck, kissing and rubbing before I felt his teeth sink into my flesh. Feeling the hot water still pouring down, over both our bodies now, he stepped closer to me, one hand sliding up to cup my breast and one sliding down to cup my mound, while his mouth moved up to suck and bite behind my ear. I could feel water sliding down my body, flowing over every plane and curve of my body, between my ass cheeks, between my pussy lips.
Feeling his warm strong body wrapped all around me, I slid one hand down on top of his that was on my mound, pressing it harder against me, my other hand still hanging onto the curtain rod. His blunt, hard fingertips nudged up against my pussy lips, splitting them apart, slowly gliding up my slit. Shivering despite the heat of his body and the hot water all around us, I pushed up onto my tip-toes to rub my pussy back against his hard cock. I reached down to take his erection in my hand, and I could feel that it was so perfectly sized for me, this strange man’s cock that was soon to be inside me.
My pussy is so wet and warm, I knew he couldn’t tell what was water from the shower and what was juice from my melting pussy, but he could feel how slippery I was. My lips were so swollen his fingers felt enormous and rough and so amazing. I loved feeling his big fingers push into me and his cock throbbing against me. His cock was so hard, I could feel it throbbing against my thigh and pussy lips as he forced his fingers into me, hard. Two fingers splitting me and spreading me. Three.
My hand was holding his erection and I squeezed firmly as he fingered me, then I stroked his hard length, making sure he was ready for me. Feeling his hardness and hearing his ragged breath against my ear, I knew it was time and I lined myself up with him, ready and needy. His hand on my breast quickly pinched my nipple hard, then slid up to my throat, holding me still. Moving us forward he pressed me firmly into the cold tile wall, using his legs to spread mine as far as I could go. Biting my earlobe just to the point of pain, he growled in my ear. I had no idea who he was, but I loved how aggressive he was, he knew my body almost better than I did. I felt like such a slut just letting this stranger have his way with my body, but I loved it. I loved him taking control, no thinking, no talking, nothing messy, just feeling him use and abuse my body.
His cockhead pressed up against my opening and I suddenly went from having three fingers in my clenching pussy to an even fuller feeling of his head pushing into me. His hands held me, one around the front of my throat, the other spreading my pussy lips wide open, guiding the way in to his cock. That tight entrance was just barely giving him room to force himself in. Suddenly it hit me that I was having sex in a public shower with a stranger and I started to struggle against the hands restraining me. I heard him growl in my ear as he pushed another inch into me. “Stop struggling or I will stop and walk away right now.” I immediately went completely still. Even knowing I was fucking a stranger in a public place, the idea of him not fucking me senseless RIGHT. NOW. made me feel panicky. I needed to know, I needed to feel that wave of pleasure rip through me. As if my body was speaking for me, my pussy clamped down on his cock, trying to pull him in more.
As he pushed into me, completely invading me, burrowing deep, he shoved deep until there was no way I could take any more of him. Then he pushed again and I could feel him impossibly sliding even deeper, hitting so many pleasure points all I could do was moan and grind my hips down on him. I could feel him growing even more inside me, impaling me. He started sliding in and out of me, rooting deep with each thrust, bottoming out inside me, his hands holding me still, his mouth rough against my throat and shoulder. His hand tightening on my throat, I knew I couldn’t move at all, I just had to take this rough fucking. I loved it. He was penetrating me so deeply I could barely catch my breath, riding me like an animal.
Suddenly his hand around my neck slid around the back and grabbed a handful of hair, yanking my head back hard, his other arm wrapping tightly around my waist. He pounded into me, fucking me wildly, pumping into me over and over, my hips grinding down onto him, thrusting myself onto him, wanting every inch, every sensation, mindless. I reached back and my nails sank into his hip as I pulled him into me as he pushed into me and I pushed myself onto him. I wanted it rough and wild, just like he was giving it to me. He just kept ramming me harder and deeper and faster until I thought I’d never be able to breathe again.
It was so savage, so primal. He hit a magic spot and, my whole body shaking, I started to cum, screaming out in pleasure. Even through the haze of pleasure I knew it wasn’t done yet, I wanted his hot cum in me. I begged and pleaded for him to fill me with it. My pussy was convulsing, clamping down on him hard, trying to make him cum in me, and at last I could feel it, his cum shooting so deep into me. He was pushing me hard into the tile wall as his short strokes worked furiously to pump more and more cum into me. Finally he buried himself in me one more time and rested his weight against me.
Blind from the pleasure, I melted into the wall, feeling the cold tile against my cheek, my stomach, my breasts. The hot water was still pouring down my body, the shower stall filled with steam. Feeling him step back, I smiled. I’d just had some of the best sex of my life, with a stranger. Letting myself lean there another minute, I finally turned around. He was gone. I reached down and scooped up some of our mixed cum before the water washed it away. Licking it off my fingers, I realized the taste of our cum and the bruises I would surely have tomorrow were the only proof this ever even happened, and I didn’t even know who he was…
“Cut! Cut damn it” yelled the director. The camera stops rolling and the crew started to chatter as the director goes up to the star of the commercial. It is the Disney Channel star Peyton List. Today they are shooting one of those “My name is __ from ___ and this is Disney Channel>” commercials. Problem is, Peyton List keeps messing up the shoot. It is either her forgetting her lines or would drop the wand.
The production team have been at it for over an hour now and are getting furious with the blonde. It isn’t Peyton List’s fault but none other than a stranger who has snuck into the crowd, Dan Everett.
Dan Everett have been using his reality warping powers to mess with Peyton List. The reason he is fucking with her is for personal revenge for all those times his little sister forced him to watch the horrible sitcom, Jessie. He remembers the only good thing was watching Peyton List and Debby Ryan. But now he gets to take all that frustration on her.
“Alright everyone break time is over. We’re filming again.”, said the director. Everyone gets in their positions while Dan Everett just watch the scene before him. The director gets in his chair and mutters to himself “I hope this dumb bitch can get this.”
“And shoot!”
Peyton List smiles at the camera and said “Hello! My name is Peyton List from Bunkd and you are watching Disney Channel”. The film crew sigh silently thinking they may get to go home. The director had a big smile of relief. Peyton List began to “draw” the logo with her wand, but right before she does a splash of water his her. She was wearing a white NY Giants shirt and now everyone can see her bra underneath.
Dan Everett smirks as he put down the bucket where the water come from. Everyone in the crew groaned in frustration, but not at Dan Everett but at Peyton List.
“You fucking dumb cunt!” yelled the director at Peyton List. She looked around confused before replying “ B-but it isn’t my fault. He threw the water onto me.”.
The director walks up to the soaked Peyton List and smacked her on her right cheek. The crew cheered and applauded the slap while Dan Everett laughs. Peyton rub her cheek in shock, but before she can open her mouth the director smacked her on the other cheek. The crowd once again applauded it.
“That’s it! The dumb bitch deserves it.” Yelled a cameraman.
The director then grabs Peyton List by her hair and said” Listen to me, you dumb bimbo. All of this is your fucking fault no one else. You shouldn’t have been standing there when the water hit you. Do you understand!”.
Peyton List hesitates, and the director gives her two firm slaps for it. “Yes! I understand”, she said with tears forming up in her eyes.
The director then turns her towards Dan Everett. “Now cunt. You are going to go crawl towards him and apologize for accusing him of sabotaging the set. Do you understand?”.
Peyton List nods and the director throws her on the floor. She slowly gets up and slowly crawl towards Dan Everett, who was on the far side of the sit. On her way, members of the film crew would insult her and spit on her as she walks by. Cumdump, ditzy dumb bimbo, and slutface are the nicest of what they had to say.
She eventually reaches Dan Everett and started to stand up, but he puts his hands-on top of her head and push her back to her knees. “Whatever you have to say slut, will be at your knees where you belong.”.
The Disney Channel star has a confused look on her face, but she ultimately accepted it and began an apology.
“I’m sorry” said Peyton List. Dan Everett smirks and began to caress her blonde hair.
“For what whore?” asked Dan Everett. She had to think before she replied.
“I’m sorry for accusing you?” cried Peyton List, hoping this would be the last of this.
Dan Everett shakes his head “What you accused me of is serious?” he said while unbuckling his pants “You’ll have to show your remorse.”
He then pulled down his pants revealing his thick massive dick. Peyton List screams at the size of the dick and tries to run away but Dan just grabbed her hair and force her to stay on her knees.
“Bitch don’t run again. Own up to your remorse so we can continue shooting.” Yell the director.
Peyton List sighs and she grabs the dick and slowly started to stroke it. She doesn’t have much experience with handling cock but knows guys like to receive blowjob from a barely legal teen. She then engulfs the dick in her mouth and began to slowly bob her head on the massive cock.
Dan Everett let her blow him on her own for a few minutes. He sighs because it was lackluster, she is just moving her mouth slowly on it. There are no licks on the head or any slurping, he also hates the slow pace.
He suddenly grabs her hair and began thrusting in and out of her mouth hard and fast. Peyton List opens her eyes wide in shock at her throat being penetrated and gags on it, causing drool to spit over his dick. She began banging fists on his knees and try to escape, but Everett just pulls out and give her a hard slap on the face.
“This is all you fault cunt. Should’ve gave better head” he says with a smirk before sticking his dick back into her mouth and fucking it some more. He put her hair in a ponytail and slowly enter his entire dick. Once hit the back of her throat he holds it in. After a few seconds Peyton List gagged on the dick and she tried to dislodge it from her mouth. But Everett’s firm grip prevents her from doing so.
Drool rained down from her mouth and onto her soaked clothes. For a couple of minutes, he held his dick in her throat. Her eyes began to flutter, and she was on the verge of passing out. Any attempt she made to break way was pathetically weak.
Dan Everett laughs as he continued to thrust in and out of her throat again. GACK! GACK! GAHCK! Is all you can hear from her as she tries her best to breathe.
The film crew around them had their phones out and are recording the Disney Channel star throat getting destroyed.
“Damn! Fuck that bitch up!” yelled one of the crew.
When Peyton List’s face started to turn purple the director yelled out “Hey! We need her conscious for the shoot!”.
Dan Everett nods his head at the director and he finally takes his dick out of Peyton List’s mouth. She started to cough up a storm while trying to regain her breath. The film crew was amused at her struggle and laughed at her.
Everett gets on his knees and force Peyton List into a doggy style position. She has an emotionless face until Everett thrust his cock full force into her asshole.
“AAAAAAAGH!” she yelled. She tries to crawl away, but Dan Everett holds her down at the waist and he holds his dick into her ass.
“Holy shit! Your ass is tight!” moaned Dan Everett. He could feel it tighten on his massive dick and the pleasure he is receiving was phenomenal. Peyton List on the other hand had never experienced pain like this before. She could feel her ass being teared up with his big dick inside of it.
Dan Everett then started to trust in and out very hard and fast in her ass.
“AHHHHGH! AAAAAGH!” yelled Peyton List. Once he started to pummel her ass there was no reprieve. He had no regard to her wellbeing and he refused to slow down. She thrashed about and inadvertently slammed herself on the floor in reaction to her asshole being torn apart.
The film crew and director just laugh and tease the Disney star as her screams become horrified sobs when he pounds her ass harder and faster. The only reason her make up isn’t running down her cheeks is because of Dan Everett’s powers. He likes her pretty.
Dan Everett pin her down to the floor and squats over her while pounding her ass. She was rocked back and forth on the floor and her clothes started to be torn up from it.
“NNNGGGHHH UNNGGGHH”
Her face went red as her ass was decimated. Dan Everett had no concern or sympathy as he rode her like a cheap toy because that’s all she was to him. He doesn’t light up for a moment and pushed her ass to the limit of its elasticity. She would not be able to sit down for over a week without a painful reminder of this day.
Eventually Dan Everett felt the tingle in his dick and he does on hard thrust into her ass and cums inside. She screams loudly as her ass gets filled with cum. There was too much that it overflowed, and he pulled out and flipped her over and squirted out massive glob after glob over her body and face. After he finished there Peyton List was passed out on the floor covered in cum and cum gushing out of her asshole.
“That’ll do whore.” Everett said, “That’ll do.”.
“AHHH damn it.” The director said half-disappointed “We need her awake for the shoot.”.
“No, we don’t!” said a commanding voice. A man in a black suit walked out onto the set and walked towards the passed-out Peyton List and Dan Everett, who was up and getting dressed.
He looks down at the unconscious Peyton List and shakes his head. “I honestly knew she would end up like this when I auditioned her back when she was 16.”
He then unzips his pants and piss all over Peyton List before zipping them back again. “She is done with Disney. Well at least in the acting department. She can be a whore for our directors and producers.”
The Disney Channel executive turns to Dan Everett “What is your name young man?”
Dan Everett smiles and says “Dan Everett, nice to meet you. “
“Well I am John Oakhill. You know how to handle a slut. How would you like a job?” said the executive.
“Yes, I would like one.”
The executive smiled, and they go off the set with the director to talk business.
The rest of the crew started to clean up the set while Peyton List is still covered in cum and passed out in puddle of cum from her ass.
When she wakes up she screams from the cum getting in her eye. Once she clears it up she looks around and she see the whole film crew surrounding her with their dicks out. A few hours later she is found in the men’s bathroom, passed out with her head in a toilet full of cum and piss.
Thank you for reading, Please message me if you have any request or suggestions of celebrities to do. Also I would like to point out that the executive John Oakhill is actually Cy’s father in the series Life as a Rich Kid. All of my stories are in the same universe.
Please like and tell me what you think of the story. Any critique is welcome
Hello, I know I said I’ll do Emma Watson but I found Zendaya and thought she would be better to write. I’ll get that feminist cum dump, Emma Watson, eventually. Anyway please enjoy.
Dan Everett is walking through the set of a music video with John Oakhill, a Hollywood executive that has recently hired Dan Everett.
Oakhill has hired the reality warping position for a position called fixer. He wants Dan Everett to go around a put the women in the studio’s employment in place. A free excuse to fuck and ravish hot celebs and to get paid, of course Dan Everett accept the deal.
The set they are on is for a music video for the Disney star and now new marvel star, Zendaya. According to Oakhill, his son put in a good word for her and she gotten the deal.
Dan Everett was bored of the tour Oakhill was giving him until he put his eyes on Zendaya. She was gorgeous wearing a tight white dress with large hoop earrings on both ears. Dan knew right there in than he had to fuck her.
She was sitting on a chair waiting for the crew to finish preparing the set. Zendaya sighed and said “Can y’all hurry up? I don’t have all day.”
“God! What a cunt.” Whispered a cameraman. He turned to finish setting up the camera when he spots John Oakhill and Dan Everett. The cameraman smirks, he was there when Dan Everett ravished Peyton List and he is excited for what he has in store for Zendaya.
“Be patient slut. Sets take time to set up.” Said Dan Everett as he walks up to her. John Oakhill stand behind and observe.
“Who the hell are you?” asked Zendaya annoyed.
“Dan. Dan Everett. I am an advisor on the music video and I would like to teach you some dance moves.” He then grabbed her hair and throw her to the floor.
The whole crew stops and look at the scene Dan Everett has caused.
“The fuck are you guys doing. Get back to work! I’m not paying y/all for nothing!” yelled out John Oakhill. The crew continued to work in fear of the executive.
Zendaya starts to get up but Dan just grab her hair and pull her to her knees. He pulls out his dick and Zendaya gasps at the size of it.
“This dance move is called the face fuck” announced Dan Everett before he stabs his massive dick into her mouth.
GHULCK
Dan moans as he poked the back of her throat and felt the warmth of her mouth envelope his cock. It wasn’t long before she was gagging, struggling to accommodate the huge prick and processing the acrid taste of precum sluggishly rolling over her tongue and to the back of her throat.
Zendaya thought on the bright side she didn’t have taste his pre-jizz once his cockhead was wedged down her throat. Her chin was a mess of saliva and it wasn’t long before it was flowing down her neck and dripping down her clothes, causing her dress to be see through. Now it clung to her tits.
Eyes wide and threating to roll back in her head. Zendaya didn’t think her humiliation could get worse until she can hear John Oakhill chuckling in the background. She had to have sex with his son Cyrus Oakhill and he ravished her.
“God this throat is good.” Said Dan. With one hand forcing her head down and the other yanking her ponytail back, he continued reamaing her.
“GACK!GACK!GACK!”
Dan broke the monotony of jamming himself into the celeb’s mouth by forcing her to deepthroat. He used her as a sheath for his meatsword and didn’t consider slowing down until he saw her eyes flutter and knew she was on the verge of passing out. She feebly lifts her hands up to his knees. Any attempt to break away was pathetically weak at this point.
“Aww. Is the dance routine too much for you cum dump?” said Dan Everett. He pinched her nose, making sure his balls were planted firmly against her chin. If she wasn’t busy trying to stay conscious, she would have been slightly disturbed that his massive balls seemed to be glued to either side of her chin with her own spit. She felt the warmth of his cum boiling in his sack.
“Here it comes.!” moaned Dan Everett as his cock quaked violently and his balls gurgled as they expelled steaming hot spunk straight into Zendaya’s stomach. She clutched her throat, feeling it contract and expand around the trouser snake pumping her full of jizz. Massive globs of off-white semen were filling her belly at an impressive rate.
Dan Everett slowly pushed Zendaya’s head back, dislodging his cock from her throat and leaving a trail of musky jizz behind in the process. He shook his cock a few times before pulling out completely and wiping copious blobs of cum across her lips.
Bloated and disoriented from the rough facefuck, she tried her best to swallow, suspecting there would be consequences if she doesn’t. Dan’s load was already coagulating in her mouth which only made it harder to lift her tongue and toss the salty glob down her throat.
“Swallow now!” commanded Dan Everett.
Shelly nodded. “ Mmggh blrrgh.” Which probably translated to “Yes sir.” A rivulet of cum fell from her mouth as she tried to speak, and she obediently scooped it up, wiping the white mess over her chin before shoving it back into her cum-packed mouth. She tilted her head back, hoping the cum would slide down easier, but it took multiple gulps before she could get it all down into her cramped belly.
“Good, Jizzbucket!” He grinned at her, holding her chin. .
Dan put his pants back on and walked off the set with John Oakhill like what he did was nothing. Zendaya, tired from the face fucking passed out, and landed on the cum and cock slime puddle on the floor.
The crew just continued to set up the set for the music video ignoring Zendaya on the ground. The Zendaya that had obtained fame through hard work and dedication was gone. All that was left now was a nasty cumdumpster.
Thank you for reading. Please suggest any celebs to do.
Hello everyone, I got another entry in the Dan Everett story featuring Natalie Dormer. This takes place thirty minutes after Dan Everett defiled Sophie Turner and Maisie Williams. Once again Dan Everett will bend reality to have Natalie Dormer submit to his sexual whims, but she certainly won’t enjoy it.
Also, another thing to note is that there are side effects to his powers. Each woman he uses his powers on gets cursed for constant humiliation. While the men start to treat women like whores.
Anyway, please suggest celebrities for me to use. Currently on the list is Emma Stone, Emelia Clarke, Scarlett Johansson, Lele Pons, and Amanda Cerny.
Enjoy
Dan Everett is waiting in line to get an autograph of one of his favorite actresses, Natalie Dormer. He loved her in the Tudors and in Game of Thrones. But to be honest he has alternative motives. He wants to get a blowjob from the actress.
As he waits in lines he checks out his surroundings of the Game of Thrones panel of San Diego Comic Con. Huge posters of the show with banners of the famous houses of Stark and Lannister. Cosplayers walking around the floor dressing up as their favorite Game of Thrones characters.
Everett is now third in line and he notices that next to Natalie Dormer is Sophie Turner. He smirks as he makes note of her appearance. She has managed to clean up the cum on her face, but her eyes are red from drowning in it earlier. She must have pink eye because she is constantly rubbing her eyes. Dan Everett laughs inside knowing he probably caused it. Sophie’s clothes also have cum stains all over them causing chatter within the line on speculation of the stains. Many fans would whisper slutorcumdumpster after receiving an autograph from her, but Sophie could still hear it.
Finally, Dan Everett made it to the front of the line and Sophie Turner screamed when she saw him, her eye stings more once she laid eyes on him. Everyone stared at Sophie including Natalie Dormer.
“What’s wrong Sophie?” asked a concern Natalie Dormer. Everett just smirks and say “Don’t worry slut. She is just tired.”.
Natalie frown at being called a slut but before she can say anything the security guard behind Sophie, who was also the same guard at the photo booth earlier, step up and grab Sophie Turner by shoulder.
“Your right. She has enough activity for one day.” said the guard smirking knowing that this same man ravished her throat. The guard lifts Sophie by the shoulder. Sophie is bothered that she isn’t getting any say in this but agrees to go to avoid Dan Everett. The disappointed fans still in the line for Sophie Turner are angry for having their time wasted and began to yell out to Sophie Turner. Cumdump, slutface, and shit for brains are the nicest of what they had to say.
“See you later pink-eye cumdump.” yelled Dan Everett as the celebrity walks away. Sophie Turner turns in anger but with one look from Everett and her cum stained dress suddenly rips and fall of her. She is now only in her bra and panties in front of everyone.
The crowd gasps in shock and Natalie Dormer covers her mouth. Dan Everett just has a confident smirk on his face. Tons of people are taking pictures of the situation while the security guard just shakes his head.
“You dumb slut. Let’s get going before you’re naked.” he said angrily, as if it is her fault. The guard grabs the embarrassed Sophie Turner by her hair and walked her out of the room.
Natalie Dormer in anger over humiliation of her friend snaps at Dan Everett “Who the fuck do you think you are? Are you the one who raped her mouth?”.
Everett just smirk and give Natalie Dormer a hard slap to the face. This causes another warp and everyone around him acts like it is normal. The male fans behind started to cheer.
Natalie Dormer rubs her cheek and is just shocked that someone would dare to slap her. For some reason she couldn’t bring herself to fight back or call for security. She almost thinks she deserved the slap.
“The name is Dan Everett bitch. Also, it wasn’t rape the slut was begging for it.” said Dan Everett as he unbuckle his pants.
“That’s not the point” says Natalie Dormer who is getting more than annoyed with this obnoxious fan. Everett just smirks and says “Fine. I’ll give you the point.”.
He drops his pants and reveal his massive dick and Natalie Dormer covers her mouth in shock. Everett laughs and grabs her hands and pulled them down. The reality warper then shove his dick inside of her mouth.
Natalie Dormer’s eyes open wide in surprise at the huge cock pulsing inside of her mouth. She screams but all it does is send vibration onto the dick and pleasure Dan Everett. The male fans whistle and cheer at the scene before them.
“Yeah give it to her dude.”
“This is why comic con is the best.”
The women in the line are shocked at the scene but because of Dan Everett’s reality warping powers, they couldn’t look or walk away.
Dan Everett grab Natalie Dormer by the hair and started to thrust in and out. After a few thrust and Natalie surprising non-existent gag reflexes he takes it out.
Natalie Dormer catches her breath as Dan Everett say “You know what slut. I like your character unlike the ginger bitch. I’ll allow you to do the work.”.
She looks up at the smirking Dan Everett and is instantly intimidated by it. The actress realizes that she isn’t getting out of this. She thinks it’s like he has special powers or something like that. Even the remaining security guards are doing nothing, hell some are cheering Dan Everett on with the male fans.
Natalie sighs and grabs Everett’s dick and began to stroke it. The male fans cheered as she brings the dick to her mouth and engulf the tip. She wraps her lips around the tip and suck hard while she twirls her tongue on the tip.
She looks up and sees a look of confidants and pleasure on Dan Everett’s face and she starts to lash her tongue out the tip and flick the tongue on his peehole and tease an entrance to it on occasion.
Years in the entertainment industry has refined Natalie’s oral skills. She has given more blowjobs than a pornstar.
A crowd began to gather around the table as Natalie Dormer began to bob up and down on Dan Everett’s cock.
“Damn! I always knew she was a slut.”.
“Hah the cunt pretends to be a ‘strong women’ but she is just a cumdump like the rest of them”
Natalie eyes tear up a bit when she hears the crowd talk about her, but she continues to give the intimidating man a blowjob in hope it will be over soon.
She began to slurp and slobber on the dick as she bobs on it and would sometimes try to put it in her whole mouth. She would usually give up half way, but Dan Everett would push her head all the way down. He would then release her instantly and wait while Natalie Dormer recovers.
“Don’t forget the balls cunt.” commanded Dan Everett and without though Natalie Dormer took his massive balls and tried to suck them. They are huge she thought and the thought of his cumshot bring shivers through Natalie’s spine.
After she licked and kiss his balls all over she engulfs his dick again and bobbed on it again.
“Damn you’re so good slutface. I am going to cum.” said Dan Everett as grabs her hair and shove it all the way in her mouth.
Natalie Dormer screams on his cock until she feels the cum enter her throat at an alarming pace. It was thick and extremely gooey. She tried her best to swallow as much as she can but the cum kept on going. Eventually it was too much for her to swallow and cum began to spit out of her mouth.
Dan Everett than pulled out and pumped the remaining of his cum onto her face. After a minute of thick missives globs of cum hitting her face he was done Cumming.
He looks down in victory at Natalie Dormer with her face glazed in cum. It covered her entire face including her earrings.
Natalie Dormer tried her best to keep her eyes shut as to not get it in her eye. She tried to wipe the cum off, but her hands wouldn’t move. Dan Everett’s powers is at work once again.
Dan Everett got dressed and before he left he says “Don’t worry slut the blowjob was the only autograph I’ll ever need. Let’s do it again.”. He then walks out of the room and start to head out of the Convention Center all together and go home.
Once Dan Everett left, Natalie Dormer had control over he hands again and began to wipe the cum off her eyes and around it. She sighs as she notices that the cum dripped down on her dress. She stood up to leave and clean up but was stopped by a fan in line.
“Where are you going slut?” asked the fan. “We’ve been waiting in this line forever. We are getting our autograph.”
Natalie Dormer frowns at the fan and says, “I’m sorry but I obviously cannot continue.”.
The line started to yell at the actress calling her names and demanding and autograph.
Natalie Dormer in fear began to walk off but the security guard steps in her way. “You’re going to finish.” he said.
Before Natalie could argue he grabs her hair and force her to sit back down in the chair.
The fan in front of the line smiles. “Good. Now I demand the same autograph as the last guy” he says as he unzips his pants and take out his average cock.
A few hours later
A custodian is cleaning up the room and he stumbles on a table. As he mops the floor around the table he notices a blonde woman with her head down on the table. As he gets closes he sees what he suspects to be semen all over the table and on the women’s hair.
He spots her face and can make out that it is the actress Natalie Dormer under the dried-up cum. The custodian notices that her hair and clothes are soaked in cum and he found a note on top of the passed-out celebrity.
Dear stranger, Sorry for the mess. The slut couldn’t get enough dick. I didn’t want to lift her covered in cum, so I left her here passed out. If you can please wake her up and hose her down. If she resists a quick smack in the face should quell any rebellion within her. Please send her to her trailer where I am probably fucking Sophie Turner with my fellow security guard.
Thanks, Her Security Guard.
The custodian sighs “All these actresses are just dumb sluts.”.
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Hello and Happy Halloween. Today I was supose to go to a Halloween part but it was rained out so instead I am home with Spirited Away in the background and I suddenly came up with this idea. This story will feature Sophie Turner and Maisie Williams and will be based on this pic.
“That’ll do whore. That’ll do” said Dan Everett in satisfaction. He just dumped a huge load of cum on Melonie Mac, a famous girl-gamer on YouTube. She is now passed out from the cum drowning her.
Dan Everett spotted her at Walgreens and he used his powers to bring her back to his apartment. He ravished her for around an hour. He turned her pussy and asshole inside out with his dick before blasting so much cum on her face that she passed out.
Dan Everett smiled down at his victory when his door bell ring. He looked at the door confused. No children live in this apartment building that he knows of, so there shouldn’t be any trick or treaters. He just planned on fucking Melonie Mac all night.
Dan sighs as he looked down at the passed-out Melonie Mac. It would take a couple hours for her to wake up and he believes it will be a pain in the ass to clean up all that cum to continue fucking.
He shakes his head while he answers the door. Dan Everett is as surprised as the people behind the door.
“Trick or – “said Sophie Turner and Maisie Williams. Once they saw it was Dan Everett at the door their happy expression disappeared from their face. Sophie Turner screamed as the memories of Dan Everett ravishing them at San Diego Comicon flash through her mind. But she stopped screaming when their bodyguard, the same one from San Diego comic con, slap her on the back of her head.
“Shut it cunt! Do you want the entire building to hear you?”, barked the bodyguard, “This is all your fault any way jizzmop.”.
Truth is Sophie Turner and Maisie Williams thought it would be fun to go trick and treating like they would do as little children. They wanted to get away from the constant humiliation and degradation they have received since meeting Dan Everett. But their luck didn’t turn out well during trick or treating.
They had to bring Sophie Turner’s bodyguard, who has become insulting and abusive since they met Dan Everett. He would never call them by their names, only insults such as cunt and cumdump. But the bodyguard was the less of their troubles.
Unknown to them, meeting Dan Everett had them receive a humiliation curse and it followed them during Trick or Treating. Guys walking by would either grope them or call them humiliating names. When Sophie or Maisie try to put a stop to it the bodyguard would slap them. A dog peed on Sophie Turner’s leg and Maisie Williams always seem to get drinks spilled on her. Even the wind seems to be against them, lifting their squirt to reveal their panties.
The worse was two high school guys grabbed Maisie Williams and Sophie Turner, when the bodyguard was distracted with a phone call. They ravished their faces and ran off after cumming down their throats. When their bodyguard found them, he was furious and blamed them. He took it out on them with his dick. To prevent this happening again he had them trick or treat in an apartment. It was just their luck, that Dan Everett lived in the same apartment.
Dan Everett quickly wiped the shock look on his face and smiled. “Well what do we have here. Two girl scouts.”
The two girls didn’t answer but just stood there frozen. They are both dressed in brown skirts with a yellow girls’ scout shirt. They have a stash with a marijuana leaf symbol on it.
SMACK!
The bodyguard smacked both celebrities in the back of their heads. “Answer when spoken to sluts.”.
Dan Everett smiled. It seems the side effects of his powers is that when men meet him they become more aggressive towards women and are satisfied when they are humiliated and degraded.
“W-we are girl scouts.”, said Sophie Turner.
Dan Everett smiled at her before he struck her on her right cheek. She stumbles back but the bodyguard put her back in balance.
“You are lying. Girl scouts don’t support weed.”, pointed out Dan Everett.
“It’s a joke.”, said Maisie Williams weakly. She gotten scared when Dan Everett frowned at her.
“Well looks like I got to teach y’all a listen. Come on in.” he said as he grabbed both their hair and dragged them in. The bodyguard followed them in chuckling.
Dan Everett throws both Sophie Turner and Maisie Williams onto the floor, in front of the couch. He then takes a seat and commands both to stand up.
The two actresses, afraid of what he is capable of, obeyed him.
The bodyguard walked up to them and said, “I see that your toilet got out of your bathroom. Mind if I tend to it. Got to do something for you for disciplining these pieces of ass for me.”.
Dan Everett was confused until he realizes that he was referencing Melonie Mac. He chuckled and said “Yeah man! Go ahead. I think piss would work best when cleaning her up.:.
The bodyguard gave a nod of approval and smacked both Sophie Turner and Maisie Williams’s asses before he dragged the passed-out Melonie Mac to the bathroom.
Dan Everett then turned his attention to the two celebrities in front of him. “Girls like you should not be representing weed. Bitches like y’all only understand one way.”
He then grabs Maisie Williams by the front of her shirt and pull her towards him. Over the knee she went. Dan Everett then raise his hand before sending it flying and smacking Maisie’s ass.
“UUGGGH” yelled Maisie Williams. She received 25 consecutives smacks from him. Sophie Turner had a scared look on her face as her best friend is being spanked. Dan Everett finished before he pushed Maisie Williams to the floor and grabbed Sophie Turner for her turn.
Dan Everett hit harder, faster, and longer for Sophie and she scream and cried as loudly. He noticed that Maisie Williams is still on the floor and is rubbing her ass.
“Hey slutface get the fuck up or you’ll receive more!” barked Dan Everett. Maisie Williams instantly obeyed and stood up.
Everett laughs as he grabs Maisie Williams and bend her over the knee next to Sophie Turner.
“You said I won’t get any more if I stand up.”, cried Maisie Williams. Dan Everett just laughs as he delivers three hard spanks onto her ass.
“I’m not spanking you for that,” said Dan Everett as he does another firm 3 smacks, “It is because you are just a useless whore.”.
He then started to spank both at once. He would smack one ass than smack the other as if he is playing drums. His powers prevented them from running or struggling too much. After a couple minutes of spanking her stopped and began to grope their asses.
Once he was bored of it he pushes both to the floor as he stands up and unbuckle his pants.
“I am only going to say this once. Both of you will suck my dick like it is a fucking lollipop. If any of you sluts fail I am going to rampage on your asshole.”, said Dan Everett as he pops out his erect dick.
Sophie Turner and Maisie Williams looked at each other and they both got on their knees in front of Dan Everett. Sophie grabs Everett’s cock and began to slowly stroke it while Maisie started to kiss his balls.
Dan Everett caressed Sophie’s red hair as the two celebrities worshipped his dick. She gave the head a quick pick before switching places with Maisie and started to lick the balls. The brunette engulfs the head into her mouth.
Maisie Williams had to give so much head after meeting Dan Everett. She became an expert dick sucker. Her tongue lashed out on his tip as she sucks it in with her mouth. She then twirled her tongue around it before licking the entrance to his peehole.
Everett moaned at her teasing and felt even more pleasure when Sophie Turner put his balls into her mouth. Maisie Williams then began to suck in more of his dick into her mouth as Sophie Turner moan on his balls.
After a minute of Maisie sucking his dick they switch, and Sophie quickly engulf the entire dick and began to bob her head on it. Maisie took a breather as her best friend went to town on his dick. Bubbles spurted from Sophie’s mouth when she slurps on the cock. She moans loudly as she massages the dick with her mouth.
Dan Everett moans and close his eyes in pleasure as Maisie Williams joins in and lick the side of his dick.
Everett looks down and smiles as the two celebrities worship his cock. He then suddenly grabbed both by their hair and throw them to the floor. He couldn’t let it end now.
Dan Everett grabbed Sophie Turner and lay her on her back then he took Maisie Williams and lay her on top of Sophie, facing down to her.
“Y-you said you wouldn’t fuck us if we try”, cried Maisie Williams. Dan Everett laughs and shakes his head.
“You’re such a dumb bitch. You know that.”, said Dan Everett as he thrust hard into Maisie Williams.
“AAAAGH!!” yelled Maisie Williams. Dan Everett holds her down on Sophie while he holds is dick into Maisie.
“Oh shit! You are even tighter than Peyton List!” moaned Dan Everett before he began to slowly to pound into Maisie’s ass.
Maisie Williams screamed and cried, and Sophie Turner just turn her head away as her best friend is receiving the worst pain she has ever experienced.
Dan Everett thrusts accelerated, and Maisie Williams cried louder. He had no regard to her wellbeing and pummeled her ass even faster. Maisie just cried over Sophie’s face as her ass is being stretched out.
Maisie groaned out a loud sigh of relief when Everett pulls out of her ass, but Sophie cried out when he inserts it into her ass.
Sophie Turner’s asshole wasn’t as tight as Maisie Williams, so he pounded her faster and harder. Sophie Turner screamed as her ass is being stretched and turned inside out by Dan Everett. She trashed about but couldn’t move much with Maisie Williams on top of her.
“AGGGH! AGGH!” yelled Sophie Turner. Dan had no concern for her as she only sees her as a cumdump. He pummels her ass to the limits of elasticity before he pulls out and push it into Maisie Williams,
He began to alternate between the two. Both would not be able to sit down for weeks and it would affect their filming of Game of Thrones. The two celebs are facing and staring at each other as Dan Everett would pound the other’s asshole.
Eventually Dan Everett cums in Maisie Williams and she groans out loud. After squirting in huge gobs of cum into Maisie he pulls out and insert it into Sophie and overflow her ass with cum. He then pulls out and cums on both soaking their girl scouts costume.
Dan Everett look down in victory at the two celebs laying down on each other and covered in cum with is spurting out of their asses. Unlike Melonie Mac they are both conscious.
Speaking of Melonie Mac, Dan Everett must take a piss, so he walks to the bathroom. When he reaches the bathroom, he sees her in the bathroom covered in his cum from earlier and piss. The bodyguard was standing over her as he unzips. He notices Dan Everett and nods.
“So, the bitches are discipline.”, asked the bodyguard. Dan Everett smiles and nods.
“Let’s just say they won’t be sitting down for a while.”, said Everett. The two of them laugh as Melonie Mac open her eyes and is confused that she is in a bathtub with the man from Walgreens and a guy dressed up like some bodyguard.
Dan Everett look down at her and say, “And now I got to take a piss.”. Melonie Mac screams as she received a golden shower that hit her eye.
“Cut! Cut damn it” yelled the director. The camera stops rolling and the crew started to chatter as the director goes up to the star of the commercial. It is the Disney Channel star Peyton List. Today they are shooting one of those “My name is __ from ___ and this is Disney Channel>” commercials. Problem is, Peyton List keeps messing up the shoot. It is either her forgetting her lines or would drop the wand.
The production team have been at it for over an hour now and are getting furious with the blonde. It isn’t Peyton List’s fault but none other than a stranger who has snuck into the crowd, Dan Everett.
Dan Everett have been using his reality warping powers to mess with Peyton List. The reason he is fucking with her is for personal revenge for all those times his little sister forced him to watch the horrible sitcom, Jessie. He remembers the only good thing was watching Peyton List and Debby Ryan. But now he gets to take all that frustration on her.
“Alright everyone break time is over. We’re filming again.”, said the director. Everyone gets in their positions while Dan Everett just watch the scene before him. The director gets in his chair and mutters to himself “I hope this dumb bitch can get this.”
“And shoot!”
Peyton List smiles at the camera and said “Hello! My name is Peyton List from Bunkd and you are watching Disney Channel”. The film crew sigh silently thinking they may get to go home. The director had a big smile of relief. Peyton List began to “draw” the logo with her wand, but right before she does a splash of water his her. She was wearing a white NY Giants shirt and now everyone can see her bra underneath.
Dan Everett smirks as he put down the bucket where the water come from. Everyone in the crew groaned in frustration, but not at Dan Everett but at Peyton List.
“You fucking dumb cunt!” yelled the director at Peyton List. She looked around confused before replying “ B-but it isn’t my fault. He threw the water onto me.”.
The director walks up to the soaked Peyton List and smacked her on her right cheek. The crew cheered and applauded the slap while Dan Everett laughs. Peyton rub her cheek in shock, but before she can open her mouth the director smacked her on the other cheek. The crowd once again applauded it.
“That’s it! The dumb bitch deserves it.” Yelled a cameraman.
The director then grabs Peyton List by her hair and said” Listen to me, you dumb bimbo. All of this is your fucking fault no one else. You shouldn’t have been standing there when the water hit you. Do you understand!”.
Peyton List hesitates, and the director gives her two firm slaps for it. “Yes! I understand”, she said with tears forming up in her eyes.
The director then turns her towards Dan Everett. “Now cunt. You are going to go crawl towards him and apologize for accusing him of sabotaging the set. Do you understand?”.
Peyton List nods and the director throws her on the floor. She slowly gets up and slowly crawl towards Dan Everett, who was on the far side of the sit. On her way, members of the film crew would insult her and spit on her as she walks by. Cumdump, ditzy dumb bimbo, and slutface are the nicest of what they had to say.
She eventually reaches Dan Everett and started to stand up, but he puts his hands-on top of her head and push her back to her knees. “Whatever you have to say slut, will be at your knees where you belong.”.
The Disney Channel star has a confused look on her face, but she ultimately accepted it and began an apology.
“I’m sorry” said Peyton List. Dan Everett smirks and began to caress her blonde hair.
“For what whore?” asked Dan Everett. She had to think before she replied.
“I’m sorry for accusing you?” cried Peyton List, hoping this would be the last of this.
Dan Everett shakes his head “What you accused me of is serious?” he said while unbuckling his pants “You’ll have to show your remorse.”
He then pulled down his pants revealing his thick massive dick. Peyton List screams at the size of the dick and tries to run away but Dan just grabbed her hair and force her to stay on her knees.
“Bitch don’t run again. Own up to your remorse so we can continue shooting.” Yell the director.
Peyton List sighs and she grabs the dick and slowly started to stroke it. She doesn’t have much experience with handling cock but knows guys like to receive blowjob from a barely legal teen. She then engulfs the dick in her mouth and began to slowly bob her head on the massive cock.
Dan Everett let her blow him on her own for a few minutes. He sighs because it was lackluster, she is just moving her mouth slowly on it. There are no licks on the head or any slurping, he also hates the slow pace.
He suddenly grabs her hair and began thrusting in and out of her mouth hard and fast. Peyton List opens her eyes wide in shock at her throat being penetrated and gags on it, causing drool to spit over his dick. She began banging fists on his knees and try to escape, but Everett just pulls out and give her a hard slap on the face.
“This is all you fault cunt. Should’ve gave better head” he says with a smirk before sticking his dick back into her mouth and fucking it some more. He put her hair in a ponytail and slowly enter his entire dick. Once hit the back of her throat he holds it in. After a few seconds Peyton List gagged on the dick and she tried to dislodge it from her mouth. But Everett’s firm grip prevents her from doing so.
Drool rained down from her mouth and onto her soaked clothes. For a couple of minutes, he held his dick in her throat. Her eyes began to flutter, and she was on the verge of passing out. Any attempt she made to break way was pathetically weak.
Dan Everett laughs as he continued to thrust in and out of her throat again. GACK! GACK! GAHCK! Is all you can hear from her as she tries her best to breathe.
The film crew around them had their phones out and are recording the Disney Channel star throat getting destroyed.
“Damn! Fuck that bitch up!” yelled one of the crew.
When Peyton List’s face started to turn purple the director yelled out “Hey! We need her conscious for the shoot!”.
Dan Everett nods his head at the director and he finally takes his dick out of Peyton List’s mouth. She started to cough up a storm while trying to regain her breath. The film crew was amused at her struggle and laughed at her.
Everett gets on his knees and force Peyton List into a doggy style position. She has an emotionless face until Everett thrust his cock full force into her asshole.
“AAAAAAAGH!” she yelled. She tries to crawl away, but Dan Everett holds her down at the waist and he holds his dick into her ass.
“Holy shit! Your ass is tight!” moaned Dan Everett. He could feel it tighten on his massive dick and the pleasure he is receiving was phenomenal. Peyton List on the other hand had never experienced pain like this before. She could feel her ass being teared up with his big dick inside of it.
Dan Everett then started to trust in and out very hard and fast in her ass.
“AHHHHGH! AAAAAGH!” yelled Peyton List. Once he started to pummel her ass there was no reprieve. He had no regard to her wellbeing and he refused to slow down. She thrashed about and inadvertently slammed herself on the floor in reaction to her asshole being torn apart.
The film crew and director just laugh and tease the Disney star as her screams become horrified sobs when he pounds her ass harder and faster. The only reason her make up isn’t running down her cheeks is because of Dan Everett’s powers. He likes her pretty.
Dan Everett pin her down to the floor and squats over her while pounding her ass. She was rocked back and forth on the floor and her clothes started to be torn up from it.
“NNNGGGHHH UNNGGGHH”
Her face went red as her ass was decimated. Dan Everett had no concern or sympathy as he rode her like a cheap toy because that’s all she was to him. He doesn’t light up for a moment and pushed her ass to the limit of its elasticity. She would not be able to sit down for over a week without a painful reminder of this day.
Eventually Dan Everett felt the tingle in his dick and he does on hard thrust into her ass and cums inside. She screams loudly as her ass gets filled with cum. There was too much that it overflowed, and he pulled out and flipped her over and squirted out massive glob after glob over her body and face. After he finished there Peyton List was passed out on the floor covered in cum and cum gushing out of her asshole.
“That’ll do whore.” Everett said, “That’ll do.”.
“AHHH damn it.” The director said half-disappointed “We need her awake for the shoot.”.
“No, we don’t!” said a commanding voice. A man in a black suit walked out onto the set and walked towards the passed-out Peyton List and Dan Everett, who was up and getting dressed.
He looks down at the unconscious Peyton List and shakes his head. “I honestly knew she would end up like this when I auditioned her back when she was 16.”
He then unzips his pants and piss all over Peyton List before zipping them back again. “She is done with Disney. Well at least in the acting department. She can be a whore for our directors and producers.”
The Disney Channel executive turns to Dan Everett “What is your name young man?”
Dan Everett smiles and says “Dan Everett, nice to meet you. “
“Well I am John Oakhill. You know how to handle a slut. How would you like a job?” said the executive.
“Yes, I would like one.”
The executive smiled, and they go off the set with the director to talk business.
The rest of the crew started to clean up the set while Peyton List is still covered in cum and passed out in puddle of cum from her ass.
When she wakes up she screams from the cum getting in her eye. Once she clears it up she looks around and she see the whole film crew surrounding her with their dicks out. A few hours later she is found in the men’s bathroom, passed out with her head in a toilet full of cum and piss.
Thank you for reading, Please message me if you have any request or suggestions of celebrities to do. Also I would like to point out that the executive John Oakhill is actually Cy’s father in the series Life as a Rich Kid. All of my stories are in the same universe.
Please like and tell me what you think of the story. Any critique is welcome
Today’s slut of the day is the youtuber girl-gamer Melonie Mac. She says she got her fame from being good at games but we all know its because she is a hot cumdump.
She may act innocent or even believe she is innocent but she is just a worthless cumdump Bitch gotten lip injections and defended saying “it is for her self gratification”, but in reality it is for giving head. She even said she might get breast implants. Slowly but surely she is turning into a bimbo cumdump for all of us to use and enjoy.
All she is a cumdump to be used that has figured out how to use a controller. What we need to do is put her new lips to use and force her to give us head before we individually face fuck her and destroy her face. After she is soaking in cum we need to bring drag her to E3 or Pax in her ravished state for her to be used and enjoy by gamers there.
Thank you for reading. Please like and leave any degrading comments of her. Also if you cumtribute please e-mail it to [email protected]. I am planning to do a gallery of her full of cumtributes, degrading statements, and fakes.
Hello everyone. I use to do a thing called slut of the day where I would post pics of a girl and she would be slut of the day. Well starting today I am doing it but this time I am going to also have a written piece for the slut. Probably going to degrade her and take her down in it.
Hello everyone, I got another entry in the Dan Everett story featuring Natalie Dormer. This takes place thirty minutes after Dan Everett defiled Sophie Turner and Maisie Williams. Once again Dan Everett will bend reality to have Natalie Dormer submit to his sexual whims, but she certainly won’t enjoy it.
Also, another thing to note is that there are side effects to his powers. Each woman he uses his powers on gets cursed for constant humiliation. While the men start to treat women like whores.
Anyway, please suggest celebrities for me to use. Currently on the list is Emma Stone, Emelia Clarke, Scarlett Johansson, Lele Pons, and Amanda Cerny.
Enjoy
Dan Everett is waiting in line to get an autograph of one of his favorite actresses, Natalie Dormer. He loved her in the Tudors and in Game of Thrones. But to be honest he has alternative motives. He wants to get a blowjob from the actress.
As he waits in lines he checks out his surroundings of the Game of Thrones panel of San Diego Comic Con. Huge posters of the show with banners of the famous houses of Stark and Lannister. Cosplayers walking around the floor dressing up as their favorite Game of Thrones characters.
Everett is now third in line and he notices that next to Natalie Dormer is Sophie Turner. He smirks as he makes note of her appearance. She has managed to clean up the cum on her face, but her eyes are red from drowning in it earlier. She must have pink eye because she is constantly rubbing her eyes. Dan Everett laughs inside knowing he probably caused it. Sophie’s clothes also have cum stains all over them causing chatter within the line on speculation of the stains. Many fans would whisper slutorcumdumpster after receiving an autograph from her, but Sophie could still hear it.
Finally, Dan Everett made it to the front of the line and Sophie Turner screamed when she saw him, her eye stings more once she laid eyes on him. Everyone stared at Sophie including Natalie Dormer.
“What’s wrong Sophie?” asked a concern Natalie Dormer. Everett just smirks and say “Don’t worry slut. She is just tired.”.
Natalie frown at being called a slut but before she can say anything the security guard behind Sophie, who was also the same guard at the photo booth earlier, step up and grab Sophie Turner by shoulder.
“Your right. She has enough activity for one day.” said the guard smirking knowing that this same man ravished her throat. The guard lifts Sophie by the shoulder. Sophie is bothered that she isn’t getting any say in this but agrees to go to avoid Dan Everett. The disappointed fans still in the line for Sophie Turner are angry for having their time wasted and began to yell out to Sophie Turner. Cumdump, slutface, and shit for brains are the nicest of what they had to say.
“See you later pink-eye cumdump.” yelled Dan Everett as the celebrity walks away. Sophie Turner turns in anger but with one look from Everett and her cum stained dress suddenly rips and fall of her. She is now only in her bra and panties in front of everyone.
The crowd gasps in shock and Natalie Dormer covers her mouth. Dan Everett just has a confident smirk on his face. Tons of people are taking pictures of the situation while the security guard just shakes his head.
“You dumb slut. Let’s get going before you’re naked.” he said angrily, as if it is her fault. The guard grabs the embarrassed Sophie Turner by her hair and walked her out of the room.
Natalie Dormer in anger over humiliation of her friend snaps at Dan Everett “Who the fuck do you think you are? Are you the one who raped her mouth?”.
Everett just smirk and give Natalie Dormer a hard slap to the face. This causes another warp and everyone around him acts like it is normal. The male fans behind started to cheer.
Natalie Dormer rubs her cheek and is just shocked that someone would dare to slap her. For some reason she couldn’t bring herself to fight back or call for security. She almost thinks she deserved the slap.
“The name is Dan Everett bitch. Also, it wasn’t rape the slut was begging for it.” said Dan Everett as he unbuckle his pants.
“That’s not the point” says Natalie Dormer who is getting more than annoyed with this obnoxious fan. Everett just smirks and says “Fine. I’ll give you the point.”.
He drops his pants and reveal his massive dick and Natalie Dormer covers her mouth in shock. Everett laughs and grabs her hands and pulled them down. The reality warper then shove his dick inside of her mouth.
Natalie Dormer’s eyes open wide in surprise at the huge cock pulsing inside of her mouth. She screams but all it does is send vibration onto the dick and pleasure Dan Everett. The male fans whistle and cheer at the scene before them.
“Yeah give it to her dude.”
“This is why comic con is the best.”
The women in the line are shocked at the scene but because of Dan Everett’s reality warping powers, they couldn’t look or walk away.
Dan Everett grab Natalie Dormer by the hair and started to thrust in and out. After a few thrust and Natalie surprising non-existent gag reflexes he takes it out.
Natalie Dormer catches her breath as Dan Everett say “You know what slut. I like your character unlike the ginger bitch. I’ll allow you to do the work.”.
She looks up at the smirking Dan Everett and is instantly intimidated by it. The actress realizes that she isn’t getting out of this. She thinks it’s like he has special powers or something like that. Even the remaining security guards are doing nothing, hell some are cheering Dan Everett on with the male fans.
Natalie sighs and grabs Everett’s dick and began to stroke it. The male fans cheered as she brings the dick to her mouth and engulf the tip. She wraps her lips around the tip and suck hard while she twirls her tongue on the tip.
She looks up and sees a look of confidants and pleasure on Dan Everett’s face and she starts to lash her tongue out the tip and flick the tongue on his peehole and tease an entrance to it on occasion.
Years in the entertainment industry has refined Natalie’s oral skills. She has given more blowjobs than a pornstar.
A crowd began to gather around the table as Natalie Dormer began to bob up and down on Dan Everett’s cock.
“Damn! I always knew she was a slut.”.
“Hah the cunt pretends to be a ‘strong women’ but she is just a cumdump like the rest of them”
Natalie eyes tear up a bit when she hears the crowd talk about her, but she continues to give the intimidating man a blowjob in hope it will be over soon.
She began to slurp and slobber on the dick as she bobs on it and would sometimes try to put it in her whole mouth. She would usually give up half way, but Dan Everett would push her head all the way down. He would then release her instantly and wait while Natalie Dormer recovers.
“Don’t forget the balls cunt.” commanded Dan Everett and without though Natalie Dormer took his massive balls and tried to suck them. They are huge she thought and the thought of his cumshot bring shivers through Natalie’s spine.
After she licked and kiss his balls all over she engulfs his dick again and bobbed on it again.
“Damn you’re so good slutface. I am going to cum.” said Dan Everett as grabs her hair and shove it all the way in her mouth.
Natalie Dormer screams on his cock until she feels the cum enter her throat at an alarming pace. It was thick and extremely gooey. She tried her best to swallow as much as she can but the cum kept on going. Eventually it was too much for her to swallow and cum began to spit out of her mouth.
Dan Everett than pulled out and pumped the remaining of his cum onto her face. After a minute of thick missives globs of cum hitting her face he was done Cumming.
He looks down in victory at Natalie Dormer with her face glazed in cum. It covered her entire face including her earrings.
Natalie Dormer tried her best to keep her eyes shut as to not get it in her eye. She tried to wipe the cum off, but her hands wouldn’t move. Dan Everett’s powers is at work once again.
Dan Everett got dressed and before he left he says “Don’t worry slut the blowjob was the only autograph I’ll ever need. Let’s do it again.”. He then walks out of the room and start to head out of the Convention Center all together and go home.
Once Dan Everett left, Natalie Dormer had control over he hands again and began to wipe the cum off her eyes and around it. She sighs as she notices that the cum dripped down on her dress. She stood up to leave and clean up but was stopped by a fan in line.
“Where are you going slut?” asked the fan. “We’ve been waiting in this line forever. We are getting our autograph.”
Natalie Dormer frowns at the fan and says, “I’m sorry but I obviously cannot continue.”.
The line started to yell at the actress calling her names and demanding and autograph.
Natalie Dormer in fear began to walk off but the security guard steps in her way. “You’re going to finish.” he said.
Before Natalie could argue he grabs her hair and force her to sit back down in the chair.
The fan in front of the line smiles. “Good. Now I demand the same autograph as the last guy” he says as he unzips his pants and take out his average cock.
A few hours later
A custodian is cleaning up the room and he stumbles on a table. As he mops the floor around the table he notices a blonde woman with her head down on the table. As he gets closes he sees what he suspects to be semen all over the table and on the women’s hair.
He spots her face and can make out that it is the actress Natalie Dormer under the dried-up cum. The custodian notices that her hair and clothes are soaked in cum and he found a note on top of the passed-out celebrity.
Dear stranger, Sorry for the mess. The slut couldn’t get enough dick. I didn’t want to lift her covered in cum, so I left her here passed out. If you can please wake her up and hose her down. If she resists a quick smack in the face should quell any rebellion within her. Please send her to her trailer where I am probably fucking Sophie Turner with my fellow security guard.
Thanks, Her Security Guard.
The custodian sighs “All these actresses are just dumb sluts.”.
Thank you for reading. Also tell me if you like this series or Life as a Rich Kid better. Make sure to like and reblog. Also, any critique is welcome.
Here is another story in the Dan Everett series. Once again it is about an average guy named Dan Everett who has the power to warp reality around him. So he does what any guy would do get free sex with celebrities out of it. These powers let him enjoy himself with many celebrity while they certainty don’t enjoy it.
Today we have Sophie Turner based on this picture during Comic Con. Please like and reblog. Also suggest other celebrities for Dan Everett to take advantage of.
Dan Everett is walking through the convention center of San Diego Comic Con. He is honestly more bored than he thought he would be. He couldn’t get into any movie previews because the line was long and couldn’t meet any celebrities either. At least he got to fuck the shit out of some sexy cosplayers.
Everett continue to walk around the edge of the convention center and pause as he sees a tall red head who he recognizes as Sophie Turner and a short brunette named Maisie Williams. They are in a photo booth taking pictures. Everett smirks at the opportunity and walked up the booth.
A couple security guards stop him “Turn around now.” Dan just smiles and says “Actually why don’t you take a break. I am going to get my dick wet.”
“Fine. Do me a favor and give it good to the red head. The slut has been annoying all day” the security guard then walked off.
Dan Everett walked in to see the two Game of Thrones actor posing for a selfie. Sophie was strangely groping Maisie Williams while sucking on a lollipop. They both stop in shock at the intrusion of Everett.
“Wow. Taking a selfie in a photo booth? How obnoxious could you get?” asked Dan Everett as he steps into the booth and close the curtains behind him.
“Who the hell are you? Where is the bodyguard?” asked Maisie Williams getting up to confront the stranger. But Everett just smirks and pushes Maisie back into her seat.
“Your bodyguard is taking a break.” Dan Everett said while unbuckling his pants. “I just want to have some fun.”.
Sophie Turner smiles at him and says “We were having fun. Until you came in. Please go.” she then began to grope Maisie Williams again.
Dan Everett just continues to smile as he drops his pants revealing his massive cock. Both Sophie and Maisie gasp in surprise. Everett just continue to smirk as he grabs Sophie’s hair.
“Well I want some fun too. You would be a great start slut.” Everett said as he shoves Sophie’s mouth on his dick.
Sophie tries to struggle but she couldn’t escape Everett’s grip as he began to thrust in and out of her mouth.
“Wow you got a mouth on you Sansa. I’ve been wanting to do this since I saw you on tv.” said Dan Everett as he fastens his pace into Sophie’s mouth. Spit began to spurt out of her mouth and over her face.
Sophie began to gag and was having trouble breathing. She started slap her hands on his thighs, so he can breathe but all it did was have Dan shove his dick all the way in and hold it in.
Maisie Williams finally snaps out of the shock of witnessing her best friend’s throat being abused. She tries to get up and escape but Dan just grabbed her hair and brought her next to Sophie, who was fighting to stay conscious.
“Where do you think you are going cunt?” ask Dan Everett as he let go of Sophie’s hair and she fell to her chair trying to catch her breath.
“I -” Maisie Williams was cut off as Dan shoves his big dicks into her little mouth.
“I’m a bit tired after walking the Convention all day in this heat. Why don’t you do the work slutface?” ask Dan Everett as he let go of her hair.
Maisie Williams quickly takes it out of her mouth and coughs while jumping up and try to escape again, Everett just grabs her by the hair again and sits her down. “Should’ve done it when you have the chance cunt.”
He shoves his dick back into Maisie Williams’s mouth and started to ruthlessly give her a hard face fucking. Dan decided that he’ll make sure she regrets not taking his mercy,
Maisie Williams tries to struggle but one look from Dan Everett and she suddenly stops struggling. Tears well up in her eyes as her throat is being abused by this stranger.
Dan Everett slows down and Maisie moans in appreciation but panics as he wasn’t allowing her to breathe. His dicks throbs in her small mouth as slowly fuck Maisie’s mouth. He began to toy with her by pulling out very slowly making her think she was going to breathe but then shove it back all the way.
Her face began to turn purple as she desperately tries to get away, so she can breathe. Sophie Turner finally recovers from her session and she try to futility run away but Dan Everett just grab her long red hair and sit her back down.
He then takes his dick out of Maisie Williams mouth, who was seconds from passing out, and right back into Sophie Turner’s mouth.
Sophie just gave up and allowed Dan Everett to have his way in her mouth. She sat there as he put her hair in a ponytail and fucked her mouth. A few minutes later he pulls out and grabs Maisie Williams and shove it into her mouth.
He would alternate between the two celebrities as he has his way with their mouth. Eventually Maisie and Sophie willingly bobbed their head on his dick believing that he would give mercy.
After receiving head for a while Dan Everett pulls out and began to jerk off. He moans as a big glob of cum erupt out of his dick and hit Sophie Turner right in her eye. She tries to scream but she was soon drowned out by the continuous amount of cum that drowned her face. Dan was still not finish after glazing Sophie’s face and he aims at Maisie Williams and the last globs of his cum hit her face. Fortunately for Maisie it wasn’t enough to drown her like Sophie.
Dan Everett looks down in victory as Sophie Turner is passed out from his cum and Maisie Williams panting with a face of defeat on her face as she is covered in his cum.
“See wasn’t that fun whores?” asked Dan Everett as he puts his pants back on and walk out of the cum smelled picture booth.
When he walks out he sees the security guard walking to the booth. Dan Everett just smiles and nods at the guard and he nods back.
The security guard walks in and because of Dan Everett’s powers he was not shocked at the scene before her of Sophie Turner passed out covered in cum and Maisie Williams leaning on a wall tired.
“Jesus Christ, you sluts. Y’all have a panel to attend to.” said the security guard shaking his head at the scene.
“But it’s all your fault you allowed him in.” said Maisie Williams in a weak voice. Dan Everett must have fucked her throat so hard that she is losing her voice.
“Shut up slut.” barked the security guard. “The guy wanted some fun and I allowed him. You should be grateful that fans want to have fun with you.”
Maisie Williams is shocked at the security guard turns. He is usually so nice and kind to her. Sophie Turner finally began to wake up and yells as the cum on her face get into her eyes.
The security guard laughs “That what you get for sleeping on the job you ginger bitch. Clean up so your cunts can go and attend this panel.”.
Maisie Williams sits up and asks, “Can you get us a towel and pair of clothes then?”. The security guard shakes his head before he smacks her in the face causing her to fall to the floor.
“Fuck now cum is all over my hand.” said the security guard as he walks to Sophie Turner and wipes the cum on her clothes. She is too tired to resist.
“I am not giving you shit. You are going to go in those clothes. If people find out about the stains, it’s your own fault for being whores. “the security guard turns around. “Also, you can figure out how to clean the cum without a towel. Hurry up. I’ll be waiting outside.”
The security guard leaves and stands guard while waiting on Sophie Turner and Maisie Williams.
“Maisie. Why is this happening to us?” asked Sophie.
“It’s just not our day. Let’s clean this cum up” said Maisie as she began to lick the cum off Sophie’s face.
to be continued
Alright thanks for reading. In case there is any confusion, a side affect of Dan Everett’s power is that bad luck strikes every girl he interacts with. He will always come on top while the women will always lose.
Please suggest any celebrities for me to do. Currently on the list of celebs I plan to do in this series are: Natalie Dormer, Emelia Clarke, Lele Pons, and Emma Stone. I would take any suggestions.
Hello everyone, sorry for not posting in a while I have been busy with college and playing through Mass Affect Andromeda. After reading The Strange Talents of Jeffrey Bode and The Legend of Jeffrey Bode by the AbominaleOMan it inspired me to do something similar but with Hollywood.
This is the beginning of a series on a 21 year old named Dan Everett who has a strange ability to warp reality to his will. What I mean is that he could get away with everything, for example he can go up to Emma Stone and fuck the shit out of her and will get no penalty. If anyone loses it would be Emma Stone.
Hope y’all enjoy the story. Please tell me or message me any celebrities you would like me to do.
“I love you guys! Have a good night” yelled Ariana Grande as she concludes her concert and go backstage.
“Drink Now!” yell Ariana as she sits down on a chair relaxing after a long performance. A backstage assistant quickly delivers a cup to the celebrity. Ariana takes a sip of it then spits it out and spills it onto the assistant.
“Is this fucking Tea? What do you take me as?” asked Ariana in a bitter tone. The assistant hesitated not knowing what to do or how to answer. “Answer me lowlife!” yelled Ariana.
“Ummm - ahh. I’m sorry Ms. Grande. What would you like instead?” asked the nervous assistant.
“For you to get the fuck out. But clean this mess up first”
The assistant scrambled and went to look for a mop. The rest of the crew just went on as this is normal behavior. It isn’t a secret that Ariana Grande is a diva and a nightmare to work with.
“Someone bring me some wine in my dressing room.” Ariana Grande stands up and goes to her dressing room.
Ariana Grande settles into her room and checks her phone when she hears a knock. Before Ariana Grande can answer an average looking man walks in.
“I never said you can come in. Who are you? I don’t recognize you” asked Ariana as she stands up defensive. The stranger walks up to the singer and he grabbed her ass around her and began to grope and carass her. For some reason Ariana Grande could not reject him or run away.
“My name is Dan Everett. Lets just say I am a visitor” said Dan as he takes his other hand and grope her small breast. A chill is sent through Ariana spine and suddenly Ariana is accepting the groping and sexual assault as normal.
“Ok Everett. Where is my wine?” asked Ariana as she is being groped.
“Wine? Well I have something better to put in your mouth” said Everett as he puts his hands on Ariana shoulder and push her down to her knees. Ariana could not resist and she willingly go to her knees.
“What are you talking about?” asked Ariana Grande looking up at Dan Everett from her knees.
“I am talking about this.” said Dan Everett as he unbuckle his pants and drop them down to reveal a bulky 10 in dick with massive balls attached. Ariana Grande screams in shock at the sight of the big dick.
“Shut up slut.” snapped Everett as he takes his dick and slams it into Ariana’s mouth. It reaches to the back of her throaght. Ariana tries to scream but ends up gagging instead.
Ariana Grande tries to pull away but Everett has his hands on the back of her head keeping her in place.
Suddenly the door opens up and her manager comes in. “ Grande! I have some great news for you. I got you a movie de-” the manager stops as he witness the events before him. Ariana Grande on her knees with an average guy’s dick deep in her mouth. The Singer is struggling and trying to get away to breathe.
“Who the hell are you?” ask the manager.
“Just the guy passing through” answered Everett as he finally let Ariana go and allow her to breathe.
“Fine. Ariana! Hurry up and finish the guy so we can discuss business.” said the manager. Before Ariana Grande can respond Everett grabbed her hair and shoved his dick back into her mouth,
“Don’t worry. This slut will be done soon.” said Dan Everett as he began to thrust and fuck Ariana’s mouth.
“Thank you. Make sure you give it to her good. The cunt needs a good fucking.” said the manager.
Dan Everett chuckles and nods before the manager leaves. He continues to thrust faster into Ariana Grande’s mouth for a few minutes before he let go off her and allow her to breathe.
Ariana Grande attempts to catch her breathe. She then manage to say “Y-you can’t do this!”.
Dan Everett laughs “ Why can’t I?”. Ariana is puzzled that she can’t find respond and Everett just continue to laugh more as he grabs Ariana Grande and throws her onto the couch.
“Take your clothes off cunt.” commanded Dan. Ariana Grande tried say no but she couldn’t. Instead she obeyed and took of the dress she wore during her concert. Once she was naked Dan walked up to her and flipped her in doggy facing the wall.
“Please don’t do it so hard” asked Ariana. In response Dan Everett thrust his massive dick into her pussy as hard as could causing Ariana to scream loud.
“I’m sorry what did you say?” ask Dan. Ariana moans and says “Please don’t do it so - AHHH”. Before she could finish Dan began pound her hard.
While fucking the celebrity Dan cup his hear and ask again “ I must have a hearing problem. What did you say?”. Ariana tries to respond but Dan just thrust even further causing her to scream and moan.
Dan smirks and continues to pound and tear her pussy apart. He grabs Ariana’s hair and shove her head face-first into a cushion as fucks the famous singer.
KNOCK KNOCK
“Come in” said Dan as he pounds Ariana. The assistant from earlier come in with red wine in his hands. He is shocked at the scene before him. The woman abusive to him earlier is being viciously fucked by some guy.
“Ahh thank you.” said Dan as he grabs the wine from the assistant. “Ariana the wine has arrived.”. Ariana just continues to screams as her insides are being turned inside and out.
The assistant leaves the room while shaking his head. “Don’t know why I was so afraid of her. She is just whore.”.
Dan Everett takes the top off the wine bottle and takes a sip of the wine. “Here why don’t you have some.” He then began to pour all of the wine on top of Ariana’s head while he continues to pound her pussy.
Ariana moans and screams as she tries to cover he face as the wine covers her head. Everett finally takes his dick out of her and began to jerk his dick.
“This should go perfectly with the wine.” said Dan Everett as massive amounts of cum erupt from his dick and land on Ariana Grande’s body. A minute later and Ariana Grande’s body is covered in come from head to toe.
The celebrity has passed out from her face being drowned in cum and her limp body falls from the couch to the floor. Dan Everett makes sure she is breathing before he smirks and takes pictures of the used slut and upload it to the internet.
Dan gets dressed and leaves Ariana Grande’s room. As he he gets out he notices a crowd of the stage crew huddle at the door. Dan smirks and said” The bitch is all yours. All you have to do is wake her up.”. Dan walks off as the stage crew enter the room and Dan smiles at himself as he can hear Ariana screaming.
Hope y’all enjoy the story. Please tell me if you have any critiques or suggestions and please post who would you like to do next. I am leaning on doing Emma Stone but I will accept any suggestions.
